Near and Far

For LL in the UK

An interesting collection here. Some near you, some far away and one lovely lady who if I were to marry again then she would be the one.

Lots of comings and goings below. More comings than goings, if you follow....read on.

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Helen in Bath. That is the city LL. I couldn't resist it, given where she is. It just had to be said. This was 2016, well after your time. Helen is from Boston, Massachusetts and was vacationing with me in Europe...and keeping me well satisfied.

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Talking of being well satisfied I couldn't let my photos, or in this instance photo, of these two Newcastle ladies pass without a little more  detailed comment. I was quite naughty that week in March 2005 LL. 

I had left you on the Monday morning. I had a lady to see and service in Hexham and then I planned to travel to Leeds on my way back to Norfolk, to surprise another woman who I had been seeing since June 2004, called Janice. The lady in Hexham I had also visited before on quite a few occasions. Her name is Vicky, or Victoria. I stayed Monday night and Tuesday night. On Wednesday I left, after kisses, hugs and promises to see Vicky again soon. I would. 

I didn't make it to Leeds until Thursday night as things turned out. I scratched any thought of visiting you that coming weekend. I also had a trip over here to the States coming up.

I drove off from Vicky's LL and then stopped a mile or two up the road to check a text I had received from Sarah a younger woman I had seen twice and chatted to lots. Sarah is on the right in the photograph above. She had texted me to see if I could detour to see her on my way back supposedly to Norfolk. I was scheduled to stay over in Leeds of course. I agreed and said rather than come to her home I would book a room in a hotel and we could meet there. Without going into detail, the reason for that was to protect Sarah.

I managed to secure a room at fairly short notice and told Sarah in a call when I would be there. She loved her sex and having separated from her partner, she found the no strings thing with me suited her down to the ground - literally. We both got what we wanted and also enjoyed some nights out together and  a few trips up the Northumbrian coast LL.

I texted Sarah when I had booked in and we decided to meet for a drink at place on the other side of the Tyne. I was staying at the Hilton on the Gateshead side. When I arrived Sarah was already seated at a table along with another young woman called Kay. I wasn't sure whether Kay was staying or would leave when Sarah came back with me to the hotel. After a drink and a light lunch that I treated them both to, we decide to leave.

As we walked across the bridge back to the Gateshead side LL. Sarah, who was holding my arm, allowed Kay to walk ahead and then whispered to me. 'Kay wants to join us in your room', she said LL. 'How do you feel about that?' I looked ahead at Kay's rather nice butt and the way her hips were moving, smiled at Sarah and said, yes.

After a little subterfuge in the lounge, so as not to arose suspicion among the staff. We arrived in my room. Me first, followed a few minutes after by Kay and Sarah. I had a bottle of wine in the room and we all had a glass and a half each, sitting in our underwear. That seemed to relax things, especially for Kay, who didn't really know me at that stage.

Then we all stripped off - the photo above was taken afterward - and climbed on the bed. I guess you are wondering what happened next bearing in mind three days before I was in bed with you LL. Obviously, we spent the afternoon having sex, all three of us and providing sexual pleasures to each other. I lay back on the bed having risen hard and erect at the sight of these two naked women. Sarah told Kay to sit on my face, in a manner of speaking. She assured Kay that I would find her pleasure point. As I haven't failed all the women since you LL, that was a given in my mind.

I licked her slowly until the lips of her vagina parted, then plowed a furrow with my tongue along her 'valley'. My arms reached upward and encountered her rather nice firm upturned boobs. They were as near to hard as you might get. A pleasure to hold, cup and squeeze.

Meantime, further south, my tongue had reached Kays clit and Sarah's was doing things to my tip that were very pleasant. All sorts of fun happened then LL. It is fun and when two women are in the mood for lots of sex it is very arousing. They weren't my first threesome, nor my last, LL

Kay came, contracting her stomach, her boobs, still in my hands hard and her nipples incredibly erect. When she calmed down she rolled off and lay by my side to the left, facing me...uttering mmmm's and clamping her legs together. Meantime Sarah straddled me and slowly lowered herself onto my erection. I smiled up at her and stroked her thighs. She had a smidgen of my semen on her lips...I must have been weeping the stuff while she licked and sucked me.

She leaned right over me and offered her boobs to my mouth. My hands moved down her thighs to her butt and squeezed her buttocks as she slowly went up and down on me.  Then she sat up hands on my chest and rode me like fury. I squeezed her boobs LL. Like Kay's they were just the right size, not so hard but nice and firm, not upturned but fulsome with lovely erect nipples.

That ride, with her clit constantly in touch with my pubic bone caused her to come in a flurry of her final effort. Then breathlessness followed her shouts as she came. Kay had her hand on my chest now and was kneeling beside me. I grabbed her left boob and fondled it, tweaking her nipple as I did. She leaned down and kissed me while Sarah was still impaled on my phallus, LL.

Two things happened then. Sarah dismounted from me, expressing surprise that I was still erect, very erect. My notes show that she said, ' My God P, how do you manage that. You always surprise me with your ability to do that'. Both girls/women were on the bed now, one either side. Sarah took a break and lay down. I turned Kay onto her back, raised her legs and positioned myself between them. 'Kay just said as she looked at me then my cock, 'Oh yes, yes please now, please'.

To be honest LL, Kay was just that little bit sexier than Sarah, although there wasn't much between them. The other factor was she seemed to want me a lot. I obliged and entered her still wet pussy. I think she had been fingering herself while Sarah rode me. I took it slowly. In slowly, out slowly, Sarah laying there watching. Kay's eyes were closed. I smiled at Sarah. In, out, in, out. Kay uttered mmmm's and said what I was doing was lovely. Sarah still smiled at me then started playing with her boobs and rubbing her pussy.

Then Kay started her way to her climax LL. 'Uh, uh, uhh, uhhhh, oh oh ohhhh!' I felt myself making the same journey and then as she cramped against me, I came, pumping into her. Sarah meantime had masturbated. All three of us had come. That was a first! Three of us climaxing pretty much at the same time.

We stayed there for a while, a fair while. Me in the middle, with Sarah on my right and Kay on my left. All three of us naked, fondling and resting and talking. That was a very enjoyable afternoon....and it hadn't finished yet. We raided the minibar, at my expense of course LL and enjoyed a few drinks. Sarah and I knew Kay had to go around the late afternoon mark ... after all she had a fiancé to go home to.

As the afternoon drew on Kay said that the sex she had with me was so good that if I was 'up' for it she would like me to fuck her one last time. I think, on reflection, she was sowing a few last oats before getting married in, I believe, another six months LL. We decided upon a scenario that would satisfy all three of us. We found one.

Sarah would lay on the bed, legs apart and held high, Kay would kneel between them and lick Sarah's pussy and clit. Then I would stand behind Kay enter her and fuck her. Before that though Kay was to have her pussy and clit licked by me while Sarah worked my erection as best she could from the side. It all went exactly as planned LL. I made Kay come, Sarah had me very erect.

Then some re-jigging of our positions and we were off. I let Kay get Sarah 'going' for a short while while I fondled Kays very firm breasts. My erection had no trouble staying fully locked and loaded, while I did. Sarah was moaning with pleasure when I entered Kay from behind. Quite soon after that Sarah came while I was just getting started with Kay.

Something told me back then that this might be the last time I fucked Kay so I made it an event to remember for her and for me. After all she had a lovely body and a great butt. By the time she reached her climax she was shouting out her pleasure and satisfaction. That was it. All three of us satisfied as I acme inside her. She didn't want me to withdraw straight away. I was still moderately firm so I just slid to and fro inside her gently wallowing in her juices. I felt it was probably the last time she would let a man enter her other than her fiancé.

To round things off - a suitable figure of speech given her shapely figure. She asked me to share the shower with her. I looked at Sarah who just told us to go ahead. We showered. Thankfully the bathroom sported a double shower space. Her hands were all over me. We kissed under the downpour provided by the shower head. I allowed my hands to lather her body, tracing her shape from her thighs over her lovely arse, up around her hips and onward to her breasts. She liked it all especially when I reached her boobs LL.

Her nipples were hard and sensitive to my touch. Kay turned around which allowed me to cup her tits much better so with the lubrication of the soap suds I fondled them. So firm, so perfect in size and shape. Hers were upturned at the tip, which I love. Kay had thrust her bottom against my groin and I had another erection. She felt it (of course!) and opened her legs allowing me to slide in between.  We didn't have full blown sex LL. I doubt whether either of us could have managed it right then. However, she did allow me to enter her and we both enjoyed the sensation for a few minutes until Sarah called out 'How long are you two going to be?'

Kay dried herself, dressed, kissed me good bye and  left with a big grin on her face. Sarah was next in the shower and I joined her. It was a repeat performance of what had gone before with Kay and also without any climaxes.

I booked a table at a nearby restaurant and later Sarah and I went out to dinner. She stayed the night.

I have told this series of events in full for a couple of reasons. One, you and your deceit and the fact you thought you could run rings around me - you couldn't, I was ahead of the 'game'. Two, to demonstrate I really didn't need you and by that time, want you, physically or emotionally. I made love to you on the few remaining visits and in Cyprus purely for 'appearances' sake. I was well provided for elsewhere!

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This lovely lady is Amy. LL. The photo was taken in a lane in the west of Norfolk. It was a place Amy knew of, one of those single track lanes with occasion pull ins. Amy worked at the Vets that I used to take my cat to. She knew I was on my own. I knew she was a frisky young woman, so when I saw her in Dereham one day we stopped and chatted. She knew I had lost my wife nearly two years back. This photo was taken in August 2004.

I could relate all the minute details - however, we ended up having a lunch or two at some country pubs that summer. Amy enjoyed my company. I enjoyed hers. She was so refreshing and alive LL. 

On the day this was taken we had been to the north Norfolk coast, meandering our way back to my place, via the west of Norfolk. When we pulled over for some photos of Amy, she removed her bra and playfully allowed me to take some nice shots of her, not only like the one above, but completely topless. The only person anywhere near us was a guy on a tractor cutting hay about three quarters of a mile away,  so no fear of being seen.

Then it was back home to the pool and that evening, a bit of skinny dipping before a lot of sex. She had the most gorgeous and very firm boobs, of which you can see a little. I saw the lot and a lot more on quite a few occasions. It would be fair to sya in fact I saw it all...from the front and back.

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This shot was taken in Singapore in 2008. I had been doing some business with David C there and met Lucy in the bar of my hotel. We ended up in each other's bedroom over the course of the week purely to have sex. Then she went back to KL and I headed to Brisbane. Ships that pass in the night LL, but we both enjoyed each other. That has happened more times than i care to mention over the years with different women on all the continents I have visited.

*Sorry - KL is Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia.

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Françoise is one of the most shapely women I have met and had the pleasure of, LL. This shot was taken in what amounted to a gîte in her large garden. Obviously it was not rented at the time I was there, LL. I had taken photos for a friend of hers nearby in Tours. That was partly of that lady and her home and both. 

That encounter ended up with some bedroom play when she had me return for a second day LL. Fortunately, she is quite attractive so to meet her 'demands' was a pleasure and I picked up a very nice commission check as well!

Back to Françoise. Her friend was/is married. Françoise was separated although she told me she regarded herself as single. I found myself there as a result of the lady in Tours recommendation, just a day after leaving her. It was a neat arrangement because I didn't need to book a hotel with the gîte being there. As it turned out I stayed three nights and didn't spend one of them in the gîte.

Françoise was/is among other things an artist of some repute. Far better than I am now so we had that in common and one other thing, which is why I was there I found out, LL. The shot above was taken on my second day there. The first day had certainly involved photography, but it also involved dinner cooked by her, some  good wine provided by me after a short car journey and then an invitation to take her to bed. That, I found out during some pillow talk after we had made love, was the real reason I was there.

There are so many lonely women out there LL, many who do not want long term relationships but would like the occasional hook ups, dinners etc and of course satisfy their physical urges. Françoise was one of those ladies. What she did for me was pretty spectacular too. I know I can make a woman come multiple times, but Françoise was a rare breed in my experience. She enabled me to come four times over just a couple of hours. Just a very few have managed that for me.

I love the shot above and so does Françoise. I think she looks fantastic, so far removed from you and your little deceitful world. One last word, those breasts of hers were very firm and very responsive. The year was 2007.

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This year was 2005. The location was my garden in Norfolk. The lady is Amanda, or Mandy as she liked to be known.

Obviously LL it was one of those hot sunny days that you get in the UK in July. We were located at the top of the garden behind some of the shrubbery in my various borders and beds, just so the mail man didn't get a shock, or a treat depending on your point of view. Mandy liked to sunbathe in the nude and there was no way I was objecting!

I met Mandy via the Internet. She lived at a place called Saham Toney, on her own. Mandy, however preferred my place because of the privacy factor, but I did sleep at her little terraced home from time to time. Our first 'date' was right after you started talking to the fat man in March of 2005. Merely coincidence and unconnected with your activities.

I remember that April coming up to see you knowing what you were up to and not being able to wait to get back and see Amanda. I am sure you can guess why. If not I will explain. First of all she was a lot younger than you, secondly she had a very firm and 'active' body and thirdly she allowed me to come inside her. One other feature of her attraction was she really enjoyed the way I made love to her. She even reiterated your phrase - 'Where did you learn to make love like that!'

Incidentally, That view of Mandy in the shot above wasn't the only time I saw her from that angle. On other occasions it was when she was kneeling on my bed in front of me offering herself up to my erections.

We continued with our liaisons right though to 2009. They weren't regular except for 2005 and 2006. But whenever we decided to see each other we invariably had great sex together. You never knew of course LL and in fact neither did most of the other women in my life know about others I went with. Even Carole didn't know that I was fucking several other women as well as seeing her.

Mandy and I are still in contact, like all my women who are all friends, bar one...you. 

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Another French lay, or I should say lays, LL and very willing ones. This was also 2007 and not that long after I had been with Françoise. You have seen the lady above before. Her name is Aurélie. However, I didn't tell the whole story or ascribe one to her in particular. I do so now.

I was actually commissioned by her mother to take a series of photos, which I did and was paid handsomely for my services. Mother was one of those rather haughty French women who thought she was aristocratic, but wasn't. She and Aurélie lived at Chambord between Orleans and Tours. While mother, whose name was Martine, was haughty, her daughter turned out to be very naughty.

I met Aurélie when I met her mother, although only briefly. I did get a nice smile from her which is more than I got from her mother, Martine. There is nothing worse LL than snobs with no basis to act that way. She mellowed later - Martine that is. To give you some perspective, Martine  was fifty and Aurélie thirty. Martine was separated and Aurélie single.

Interesting don't you think LL. There I was walking into a house where there were two women living together and me the only man they had invited in, apparently, for a number of days. Not that there was anything sexual about my arrival apart from the cheeky smile by Aurélie, from behind her mother's back. I recall I remained impassive.

I went ahead with the photographs of Martine and as the day progressed she mellowed after learning a bit of my background, where I had travelled and who I knew (in France). The latter surprised her but she tried hard to hide her surprise. As a result I was invited to stay rather than return to the hotel in Tours. I accepted, at the very least I could keep my gear unpacked. 

A surprisingly good dinner was produced later that evening. Most of the day I hadn't seen much of Aurélie, but she reappeared for dinner, having changed out of her jeans into a rather fetching dress, which revealed a tantalising view of the top of her breasts. The table was round and with only the three of us LL I was always going to end up in the middle of the two ladies.

We talked, we ate and we drank some very good wine. Then we all went to bed. Each to their own bedroom. The building was a chateau LL. Two of the bedrooms, mine and Martine's, were on the same floor. Aurélie's was on what you would call the second floor (third over here). My room sported an enormous bed and a window looking out on what I supposed was the back garden. I could make out the  another building in the darkness. It had some sort of light glowing softly in one of the windows. I thought nothing further pulled the drapes and went to bed.

As I lay in bed, the old place seemed to relax now the day was done. Various creaking and easing noises, I guessed of floors and timbers, as the chateau prepared to bed down for the night, just as I was. I lay there thinking of Aurélie. Who wouldn't she was very attractive and shapely. Martine had a pretty good figure as well. With those pleasant thoughts in my head, I closed my eyes. 

More creaks. The house I thought LL. But I was wrong. My door opened. The hinges squeaking a little in the quiet. Then again, as the door was closed. In those few seconds I wondered which of the two women it was, because it must be one or other of them. 

Whoever it was went to the drapes on the far side of my bed and pulled them apart a little. Silhouetted against what light there was stood Martine in what was pretty much a see through gown. She allowed it to drop to the floor. Now I could see her figure properly outlined. I had paid more attention to  Aurélie  in my glances at the two ladies figures, but from what I could see LL, Martine was in pretty good shape and she appeared to have a pair of nice sized breasts.

She had said nothing, nor had I. She slipped under the covers and immediately placed my hand on her right breast as she lay there on her back. It was warm and pretty fulsome. Then I felt her leg against mine as she spread both her legs across the bed. By now LL I was up and ready. Then I eased myself onto my knees between her legs. Martine took my cock in her hand and started pumping it. I reached down and found both her tits in the gloom LL. They weren't bad for a lady that age, better than yours, firmer in fact. I fondled them. 

I think by then she was wet because she then steered my tip into her groove and drove it to and fro rapidly until her vagina was quite open. Then she moved my cock to her clit and made herself come. While she was doing her best to be quite while she climaxed, I dove in, in a manner of speaking. I entered her and fucked hard and fast. Her noises - moans, groans, etc  - the usual stuff but in French - couldn't be held back so easily, especially when she came again...way before I was ready. This time I withdrew and gave her a few moments recovery time.

Then I rolled her over onto her stomach and pulled her hips toward me so her derrière was up and her head down. She said something like....Oh no...but then willingly allowed me to enter her from behind. I was standing now LL and taking it and her, nice and slow. Nice easy liquid thrusts, sliding in and out with ease. Martine just uttered lots of mmmm's. I was holding her hips, caressing her thighs and from the sounds she made she was enjoying every minute. I was not surprised when having upped the pace she came a third time. It seemed that I had primed her body for just that purpose.

I felt her contracting repeatedly against me which was the trigger for my climax. I thrust faster and faster until I came LL. Afterward I held her in my arms for a while and then without a word she left and returned to her bedroom.

The following day Martine was heading to Paris and would be gone for several days. I told her I would leave that morning. Aurélie had yet made an appearance that morning. Martine headed off after a long kiss and with an invitation for me to return or perhaps meet her in Paris whenever I was there. I never did ask about her husband/ex husband or whatever, nor did we speak or need to speak of the night before.

Aurélie appeared as I was finishing the remaining coffee. She sat with me as I made a fresh pot under her guidance as to where everything was. She ate fruit and yoghurt as I sipped my coffee. I asked Aurélie about the building I had seen the light in the night before. She explained it was she who was there. Sometimes when she couldn't sleep or wanted to think she would go there. Fortunate that she did that night LL as I was fucking her mother! It had occurred to me that was exactly why Martine came to me...opportunity and as she found out a willing participant, me.

Aurélie sat across from me at that breakfast table in their kitchen smiling, flirting and licking her lips in a rather sexy way as she removed surplus yoghurt from them. Once she had finished and had drank her coffee she offered to show me her 'thinking place'. I was due to drive back to Paris later that day but had some time on my hands, so I followed her down the back garden, through a few trees to the building I had seen the previous night. The trees screened it from the ground floor of the chateau but obviously not from the upper floors.

We entered through what was basically an old greenhouse constructed against the wall of the building. Then we turned in through a door to the inner part. There wasn't much there apart from an armchair an old bed with some covers thrown loosely over it and a desk. Whilst the greenhouse was dusty this room was pretty clean and tidy. There was a small window at the back facing the chateau which is where I must have seen the light.

While I was exploring this space and an empty room  to the side. I took some photos. I like old places and semi derelict ones for shoots and just for themselves. I took some shots out of that small back window as well. Windows are great apertures for photos LL. As I turned around camera still in hand, what I saw and quickly capture on my camera was the shot above of  Aurélie.

She had removed her top undone her bra and started to remove her jeans. I could see no sign of any panties. She continued until she was completely naked then quite brazenly walked up to me, took the camera out of my hand, put one hand on my shoulder and kissed me. Her body so close that I could feel her nipples through my shirt. Her other hand was massaging my family jewels.

We parted. I undid my shirt, she undid my trousers and then knelt on the old rug and pulled them and my boxers right down. I kicked them off, she placed my erection in her mouth and started sucking and licking. The phrase that flashed through my mind at that point was ... here we go again. We did.

I had no intention of her making me come via a blow job and I don't think she did either. I reached down to pull her up and she lifted herself off that rug. We were naked, both of us chest to chest. Her legs were apart and my cock was between them. The look in her eyes told me all I needed to know. She was glazed in the way a lot of women are when they are horny and longing for the man to be inside them.

I steered her gently backward toward the old bed and she sat on the edge, then lay back and brought her legs up, high wide and....very ready. Her pussy was open, wet and very pink. Still standing, I placed my tip between those lips down there and she moved me to and fro along her opening. I leaned forward right over her and squeezed her boobs gently then much firmer, finally lowering my mouth near her nipples. I flicked first one then the other with my tongue. They hardened to a fully erect position and when they had I sucked each in turn.

Meantime down below LL, Aurélie was steering me into her. Because she was that much younger than her mother Martine, her pussy was nice and tight although not resistant when I pushed gently into her. She gasped when I passed the narrowest point and then she uttered a long mmmm as she felt me expand more inside her. I took her slowly to begin with making sure she was enjoying every minute. Aurélie's English was excellent, better than her mother's who lapsed into French when she climaxed the night before. So, Aurélie kept saying 'that is nice very nice, mmm', as I thrust slowly in and out rubbed my cock on her clit and rotated my hips and I touched everywhere inside.

We were actually doing that for quite a while, it was so good but then I know Aurélie's urges took over and she started thrusting up against me faster and faster. I can take a hint, especially a sexual one and started thrusting hard into her, hard against her clit. She shouted out...no one could hear her...yes yes, oh yes then Oh mon Dieu (OMG) as she came. Her cum was quite a gush I was a little surprised. I looked down still inside her and watched the juices flow out around my cock. Her pussy very wide and its lips enveloping my cock.

I may have been a little surprised at her cum, but she was equally surprised that I was still erect. I withdrew and she looked at the rigid erection covered in her fluids, from where she was laying. Without prompting from me she turned over knelt and offered her pussy to me from behind. I slipped in all the way. She was still very wet, the lubrication excellent and I didn't hold back this time. This was for me just as much as Aurélie. Fact is I found out she liked it fast and hard. Only a few women have really screamed as I made love to them, partly I guess because of where we were at the time. Aurélie let rip at full throttle and I think it added something for her being able to scream as she did. I slammed repeatedly into her and grabbed her hair forcing her back a bit and then I felt myself coming. I slapped her backside hard about three times. She clenched hard against me when i did and then she came just as I did. I unloaded a lot that morning, I saw it oozing from her pussy afterward. I eventually withdrew when my pumping and throbbing ceased and her pussy stopped constricting against me.

We stayed there, laying on that old squeaky bed side by side. I think Aurélie actually fell asleep for a while but it was nice LL. Her body was curled up against mine. Her nice boobs pressed against my side and I had one arm around her and the other resting on her arse. Eventually, she stirred. We got dressed and returned to the house. I made coffee, partly because I wanted some and partly to give Aurélie a booster. She drank it down. We sat and talked. She said she didn't want me to go as our sex had been so good and if I did have to go that I promise to come back or see her again somewhere...soon!

By now I had loaded much of my gear up in the car while Aurélie disappeared. I found out she had been tidying the kitchen and a few other chores. They had cleaners once a week apparently. She said she would fix some lunch before I went and I agreed to stay and eat around 2-2.30 then depart for Paris.

Aurélie, under the guise of showing me the rest of the house guided me to her bedroom on the upper floor. She asked if I wanted to share a shower with her. That was an offer I wasn't going to refuse LL. We both undressed in her bedroom. A I sat on the edge of her bed removing my socks, the last item to come off. She stood in front of me completely naked and gently pushed me back until I was laying full length on her bed. Then she climbed on too and straddled me.

It didn't take much attention from her hands and mouth to give me another erection. We had sex previously around eight. It was now one and I was wondering if I could perform. Given the sight of Aurélie's body above me I knew I would. Having coaxed me without difficulty to a rigid erection she shuffled up my body and placed her pussy above my mouth. I licked her until she was open then I stroked her clit, slowly then fast and faster. She moaned she groaned she came. I had squeezed her boobs at the same time and I felt her shudder and heard her shout when when she got there.

I eased her back down my body as she came down from her 'high' and found her opening. She lowered herself onto me and then started riding me hard to and fro, my entire cock inside her. Then having rubbed her clit enough she started up and down movements. Watching her boobs bouncing around was very sexy and arousing and I felt myself expand inside her. Lots of oh's and she came. I was amazed she had it in her...well she didn't really LL, as it started to ooze out all around my groin.

She rolled off. I think her legs had gone from the sex. She said afterward they were weak and wobbly. I knelt between her legs, supported them with my arms and entered her, thrusting hard, hard enough to make me come. As I did each hard thrust brought forth and 'uh' from Aurélie. The faster I went the faster the 'uh's' came. Then I came and I thinks she had a little repeat herself because I felt her contract against me. I guess you could say LL she was exhausted...she just lay there panting, red in the face and sensitive all over. I remember touching the tips of her nipples with my fingers and each time I did she convulsed her body a little.

All this time her eyes had been closed. When she had her breath back and opened them she just smiled reached up to me and drew me down to kiss. We did shower together about a half hour alter. That was nice in itself. Plenty of fondling but no sex.

I promised to see her again and I did and have quite a lot over the years. Last year she was forty four. Freshened up we ate lunch and I departed, but not before having her lovely body pressed against mine in a departing kiss.

That was quite a stay LL. I had mother and daughter and made love six times in the space of about 14 hours. No mean feat! I haven't gone back to the chateau and Martine. Aurélie and I continued our liaisons in Paris and a few places away from her home area. I saw her in May last year, in Paris. I would have seen her this year if it hadn't been for Covid.

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This is Catherine a woman I know from London who joined me on vacation in Skyros back in 2016. The photo was taken on my boat. She stayed a week. I stayed a month.

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Barely wearing them, but wearing them she is. Basically a G-string, I guess you would call them. This shot of  Emily was taken 'somewhere' in Spain, maybe on an island. I'll leave you to guess. 

Emily had flown over for a few days, partly for some sun, partly for some photos and totally because she liked having sex with me LL. I wasn't complaining. The rest of her was just as nice as this view and she was intelligent to boot, having a PhD to her name. We had some great conversations over dinner, over breakfast, but not in bed. That was reserved for other activities!

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 I caught this shot of Sherri in Oregon we had stopped at a Christmas Tree farm that had a food outlet and a restaurant/coffee place. We weren't there for Christmas Trees it was July 2018 and hot, just like Sherri. She lives in an apartment near my home in Lake Oswego and we were out for the day and stopped at this place, which is mid way between Portland and Salem, Or.

The wind a hot breeze had caught her dress. I had seen those panties earlier in the day but Sherri wasn't wearing them at the time....

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There's a saying - It's all Greek to me. However, although Skyros is technically part of Greece, this lovely lady wasn't She had joined me from Italy. The year is 2016 late summer , LL. Her name is Flavia. Given what is on show in this shot I took of her, need I say more.

I look at you now and at women like Flavia who grace my life and wonder what I was thinking when I met up with you. I put it down to bereavement and loneliness, fogging my brain and my judgement. Worst decision I ever made was you, but Flavia wasn't and her assets were far superior to yours!

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When Eva appeared in this 'Baby Doll' outfit and little else I couldn't stop taking shots. Over a hundred,  I think, at that session on this one outfit alone, my notes tell me.

Eva is Hungarian, lives close by my place in Knightsbridge. She actually lives in Kensington to be more precise. She is in her mid to late thirties and divorced, having been married to a Brit. We met at a party in Belgravia just after Christmas, early in 2019, held by a mutual friend. Both single we gravitated toward each other and talked and talked. Our host Antonia, gave Eva a brief resume of me when she introduced us. Mainly, that was to say I was a successful entrepreneur, I wrote and was a great photographer.

Eva said she hadn't heard of me as a photographer and without being rude, hadn't heard of me...period. I liked her honesty and straightforward approach and told her so. I also liked her accent. English tinged with echoes of her homeland, Hungary. I told her she hadn't heard of me probably because I maintain a low public profile, but am well known in my own circles including most of those at that party. She asked what I wrote and I told her mainly mysteries and thrillers, not the horror kind though!. She said she had never seen my name on the bookstalls.

Then it dawned on her that I don't write under my own name. Eva asked about my photography and I asked her about Hungary and whether she had family there in the UK. All in all we got along pretty well that evening. Before everyone and in particular Eva left, I asked her if she would like to go for a walk the following morning. I often do so when I'm over there in either Hyde Park or St James's Park. She agreed and said it would be nice after the party and a night's sleep. We agreed a place to meet on the southern edge of Hyde Park.

We walked that morning, had coffee half way through and walked back. Eva allowed me to see her to her door. On the way there we discussed my photography, LL. It came up because I was carrying my small Lumix and took a few shots on our walk. Eva liked the way I composed my images to make the mundane interesting (you may be the mundane exception, of course).

Just before we parted she asked if I could visit that afternoon and maybe she could have her photo taken.  I agreed . Eva went into her house and I headed back to mine. I did a few things the rest of that Sunday morning, had some lunch and then gathered what I thought I needed and got a cab to Eva's with my camera gear on board.

Wow! Was Eva's opening remark when she opened her door. 'You really are a photographer'. She had taken in my camera bags containing lenses, filter flash etc and some portable light I brought along...and of course cameras. She helped me with the lighter stuff and soon it was all in the hallway

I asked her where she wanted me and she replied, in the bedroom. The we both laughed, although I detected a subtlety with Eva that wasn't quite all about the humour in the remarks. I followed her upstairs with my stuff. Eva showed me which bedroom and I set up the lights. Then downstairs again. She made tea and coffee for me. We sat and chatted about the party the night before, pulled a few people apart for fun. I think they call it character assassination and then discussed what photos she would like.

The answer was feminine ones, those that celebrated her womanhood. I wasn't sure what she meant exactly, but I was soon to find out. First of all she appeared from her dressing room, a part of the bedroom that had been hived off and a stud wall inserted, in a very pretty and attractive dress. It was red, waisted, frilly at the neckline which plunged to her cleavage and also a frilly hem. Eva looked great in it and I told her so. With my lighting up and adjusted I started taking shots LL.

Next was another dress. This time a smart evening dress in black, with some very nice shoes and so we went on. Tops, skirts, jeans casual wear. then we took a break and went downstairs. WE sat and catted. She asked if I was 'attached' I told her I wasn't. I wasn't in the most meaningful definition of that word, but I had my ladies, like a legion of lovers circulating in my head. In fact they were and are a legion of lovers.

We went back upstairs. I had half guess what would come next and sure enough I was right. Photos of Eva in her underwear. All fairly regular stuff, different colors and adornments, but nothing very risqué. That is until she reappeared in the outfit above...if you can call it an outfit. As you can see LL, there wasn't much between that and full nudity.

She asked me if I liked her in it. Silly question really, of course I did and told her so. It was then that she removed the, for want of a better word, negligee. I reckon you might call it a baby doll nightie, but I'm no expert. As I was taking the shot of her topless as she struck various poses, she asked if I would take her to bed. By the time I looked up the second item of clothing was around her ankles.

We spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening with either me between her legs from the front and back or with Eva straddling me. I had suggested afterward that we eat out but no she just wanted to stay in and relax so together we prepared a meal, both of us in bathrobes, ate and spent part of the rest of the evening watching TV with Eva curled up against me on her couch.

It was very pleasant LL and we weren't finished. When we went to bed we made love once more, Eva curled around me with her very generous breasts against me. We fell asleep just like that. When we woke I made coffee - Eva is a coffee drinker like me - and we sat up in bed talking. Eva didn't bother to draw up the cover over her breasts. There was a dressing table at the bottom of the bed with a large mirror so I was able to admire them without turning and looking down at her.

Coffee finished we snuggled down, kissed and caressed each other, and did a very good repeat performance of the afternoon before.

Naturally, I still see Eva when I can - I think I 'saw' her about six times last year not counting our first encounter. For some reason she rather likes the sex we have and no knows the advantages of having an older man service her. Not that I'm coming to the UK at present. I have plenty to occupy me over here. We can still travel and Florida has opened up so I will be making my way south in a month or so.

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This lovely photo of Jenny was taken in some woods near Herstmonceux, Sussex in 2005. Needless to say we were deep in the woodland and it was quite early in the morning that Spring.

I had found Jenny open to long chats and then phone calls from right after Christmas 2004. We were both on the same dating website of course and she had a thing for the 'older man'. Our conversation started off being about each other, but we soon found that we shared a love of the countryside and a lot of our chat that followed was about that and our childhoods' growing up in the countryside. Given I was over twenty years older than Jenny, the comparisons and similarities were interesting. I grew up in Kent and she in Sussex.

All of that, or most of it preceded our meeting up. When we did, it was obvious from the get go that Jenny wanted sex. Nothing obvious. I know a woman doesn't want to be seen as an easy lay, but the vibes were there the first day we met. So much so that she invited me to stay over. I had planned to drive home, not wanting to push too hard. I discovered she liked being pushed hard, but that and Jenny came later.

We had a lovely day the first day. I was only about an hour south of where my brother lived then, so knew the area pretty well. We walked in the woods above but that wasn't the day I took the photo. Her hair color is natural by the way and I should know!

The first night I slept in her spare bedroom. The second, third and fourth nights I didn't That was when I discovered she liked being fucked hard. She even asked me to slam against her as hard as I could. Soon we found it best if I stood. The noises she made LL made your moans seem like a whimper. In no way did she hold back on letting it all out. I love it when a woman shows her appreciation and pleasure like that. The louder she is the more it spurs me on and indeed makes me harder before we both come.

My notes tell me that she loved the fact that I filled her...in more ways than one! She meant of course that my erect cock filled her, stimulated her, aroused her. I don't think she had made love so many times in one week. In fact Jenny jokingly told me that it was a good job I didn't live nearer, or she would be exhausted but very happy.

The photo, as I said, was taken early-ish one morning. The hat I gave her from one of my trips over here. The fact she was naked? Well, she had worn a dress for our walk, but nothing else. No bra, no panties. Thankfully, for her it was one of those lovely warm spring days you get in England. It was fun if a bit risky, but we were deep in the woods and it takes but minutes to get a few shots, which I did. Then I handed her the dress and zipped her up. On the drive back to her place she placed my hand between her legs. Thank God I drive automatics! 

WE did in fact see quite a bit of each other. Once I knew her better she visited my apartment in London throughout 2006 and came to Norfolk more than a few times...and she certainly came much more than a few times!!

We continued into 2007 and then we agreed she would move on, not least due to the fact I was travelling a lot. That was fine with me. However, out of the blue and like a blast from the past, to mix metaphors, she contacted me in 2018...and guess what, she wanted me and in particular she wanted me inside her. I obliged LL.

I remember you saying, when you thought you had left me, that if I visited again I would get you into bed and that would be that...you would be back. That held true for so many of my women, although I didn't have to get them back. They had never left.

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This is another wealthy Hungarian lady called Stefania. This photo and others was taken in 2009 in London. From the shot above I am sure you can work out that photos weren't the only thing on this lady's agenda. She was gorgeous LL. Lovely firm body, lovely firm breasts and a nice tight pussy. All sadly neglected by her husband...but not while I was around and invited to sample her delights.

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This is a studio shot taken in my studio in Paris. The woman is a lovely lady called Élise. Quite young, but not too young, being around thirty at the time. She was quite without inhibitions and the commission was for tasteful nude shots. I'll say no more as she is the daughter of someone of considerable importance in France. Mind you he has a mistress, so could hardly say anything....

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Oregon near Cannon Beach 2008. The lady is Mary, but she was far from contrary or indeed far from being any sort of angel either.

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This is Nicola LL.

Nicola used to work for the insurance company I once did.  She was one of several girls/women that used to lunch in the company restaurant and frequently along with two others shared a table with me. The reason for that was they worked on the same floor as I did, but in a different department that sported a call center operation.

After I left the company, the same three used to have lunch with me occasionally when I was in the City. Sometimes all three, sometimes two and sometimes just the one. One of my ex-colleagues who had visited my home had called it 'South Fork', probably due to its size. Ian must have spread the word around behind my back, as Nicola knew it by that nickname.

That came up one day when we had one of those occasional lunches LL, in 2004. She said she would like to see where I lived. Without blowing my own trumpet, I was quite popular within the company and in particular on my floor, which is how I came to be friendly with so many there. I invited her out there.

I collected her from where she lived in Poringland on the day in question. One Saturday on one of those weekends I didn't visit you LL, was agreed upon. I picked her up. It was June 19  and a lovely sunny day. I showed her the house that morning, made her tea and me coffee. She admired my office and as I went and made coffee she leafed through a large folder I had left out of my photos. Some landscapes, some wildlife, some macro shots and some female nudes. (I don't do men!)

When Nicola reappeared for her tea, she was carrying the folder and said to me that my photos were very good and that she didn't realise I had that as a  hobby and in particular that I photographed women in the nude. We took our drinks outside into the sunshine and continued our conversation LL. During the course of which she said did I know that a lot of the women back at the office rather fancied me. Bear in mind they knew me when my wife was alive and through her illness and passing, then beyond.

I said that I didn't know, but then thinking about it many of them chatted freely with me and some made a point of being at one of the printers when I was there. I guess as I was married, my antenna were switched off or only operating on a low level, because, although I have always admired attractive women, I was 100% faithful to my late wife.

What Nicola said was a bit of a revelation to me back then. Then she said she was one of my admirers, for which I thanked her taking her hand and kissing it, in fun. I asked her if she had a boy friend. She said she had but left him some three weeks before. We finished our drinks and walked around my garden LL. She liked the fact I had a pool and that it was warm. Unbeknown to you I had a heater installed that year. We ended up by the old apple tree where she stopped and said that I could kiss more than her hand if I wanted to.

So I did LL, under the apple tree.

I took her by the waist pulled her gently toward me and our lips met. At first the merest touch, like the kiss of a butterfly. Then firmer. We kissed long and gently. We drew breath, forehead to fore head. I'm not sure what she was looking at but I now what I was looking at in that moment and vey nice they were too...what I could see of them.

We were back to kissing within a few moments. this time Nicola's tongue started exploring my mouth. I responded. Nicola took my hand when we stopped and didn't let it go until we had arrived in my bedroom. She started stripping off there and then LL, right down to her bra and panties. Nicola was breathless and had that look in her eyes of a woman who wants to be laid and ... right now. The breathlessness wasn't from walking upstairs but from her own need and arousal.

Next thing was we were on the bed together. Two bodies tangled together, but not yet joined together. My notes tell me that she was warm to the touch, her skin silky smooth and her hunger wanting to be abated. Nicola had a lithe body, a shapely one and nice breasts. She sat astride me At first quite upright then she wiggled forward so her pussy was laying on the underside of my erection. I could feel her making it wet with her juices.

She started to slide to and fro. I lay with my hands behind my head enjoying the sensation as much as Nicola did and watching her boobs jiggle around. She chatted while all this was happening. Asked me questions like, how many times had I done it with a younger woman? Was I a good lover? Did I know how to please a woman? What positions? 

The more she gyrated to and fro LL the less she talked. She started to moan. I reached up and took both her breasts in my hands, fondled them and squeezed them. Nicola was coming now. She went faster and faster. I squeezed her hard and she came. All I could hear was her panting, all I could see in her face was the fact she was flushed and red and her eyes were closed. Eventually, she raised herself up slid back a little on my body, took my erection in hand and steered it into her opening.

Nicola didn't at first come down on me I thrust up. Her pussy was tight, but not so tight I couldn't enter her relatively easily. She came down and then she was away again really riding fast. She placed her hands on my chest her breasts dangling over me LL. I could touch them, which I did, to help her on her way...and to please me, but I couldn't suck on them. I told her to lean closer and forward. At the time she was making so much noise I wasn't sure she had taken it in, but she had. She moved forward toward me a bit and I was able to get my mouth around those lovely breasts and nipples. Sure enough, just as I was enjoying myself at the 'milk bar', she came a second time.

Nicola rolled off onto her back to my left, on the bed. I immediately placed myself between her legs LL. She was glowing in the aftermath of her orgasm. I couldn't believe that here on my bed was the woman who I had known as one of my colleagues and an apparently innocent one at that. But there she was completely naked, legs wide apart looking down at my erection as I looked down at her and her breasts.

She raised her legs and spread them as wide as they could seemingly go. Her pussy opened up like an eye. Her eyes were looking right at my eye LL...not my eyes. I guess you could say we were seeing eye to eye!

We made love LL. Long and slow, until just before our joint crescendo, followed by waves of satisfaction. Even after that I was bemused by the fact that the supposedly 'modest' Nicola from my old office was laying beside me stark naked having just received my seed. We showered and then, still in the bathrobe I had given her, she said she would like to swim in the pool. The newspaper had been delivered, the mail man had been, so bathing in the nude held no risks as I expected no other visitors.

And...so it was. Both of us LL in the pool nude. I have to say she looked a darn sight better than I did!

She stayed that night and you can imagine what Nicola and I occupied ourselves with when we returned from eating out that evening. Twice....

She visited a number of times in 2004 and 2005. A couple of times with two different 'friends'. The photo which, incidentally she loves along with some others, was taken in my 'secret' glade in Thetford Forest using a filter.  Finally, she gave me ten out of ten LL and she wasn't the only one to score me that high. Maybe I should raise a web page so reviews could be registered🤣.   

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Moving on. I promised, if that's the word, to include some close to your home. This one is pretty close being in the same city as you LL, but not the same area.

Her name is, let's say Susan, not her real name of course - she still lives there so this is a form of protection for her. The year is 2004. She was younger than you, but over forty and....married. There was more than one site I was registered on. In fact I was on five. This one was for what might be called illicit affairs. They certainly added a little excitement to proceedings and, before you ask, I and my  lady friends never got caught.

We used hotels I had booked into and some friend's places - mine and hers friends that is, and once or twice out doors. The photo above was taken at one of her friends places on the occasion of our fourth 'get together'. I don't think I need to explain what is going on in the photo...or indeed what followed. The size of her boobs equalled yours LL but they were firmer and bouncier. On top of that or rather on top of her, she was a very good lay. Very good.

'Susan' wasn't getting all she needed from her husband, hence how we came together. As to friends. She had quite  a few who lent their places when away and I had friends who I serviced. They were in your city, Keswick, Hexham, Newcastle and one at Brampton. I suppose they lent their places in a manner of speaking. I had/have keys to most of my ladies homes. When they were away, and I always knew when, we used their facilities, so to speak.

I led a far more exciting and fruitful life then and indeed now than you ever knew how too. It could have been very different for you, but you spoiled any chance you had of this life...didn't you.

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Studio shot, you could say in the utmost detail. Charlotte loves it as do I. She was one fit women back then in 2008. The studio is my London once again. The number that have been through there LL are legion. Some came and went. Quite a few stayed and came...then went.

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How I persuaded Christy to pose like this was quite a surprise to me. She was a friend and colleague of Nicola's - the lady kneeling in the grass, above. Apparently, Nicola had said how good I was....with photography. At least that's how Christy put it when Nicola gave me her number.

As requested, I phoned her to say hello - I knew her as one of the quieter ones at the insurance company LL. She was quite chatty on the phone, surprisingly. I guessed that she was better one to one than in a crowd. We arranged a time for the photos the following weekend. That was a week and a bit ahead, so I had plenty of time. It was March 2005 and she suggested I come to her parent's house. They were going to be away in, of all places, Florida. I said nothing about owning real estate over here.

That weekend came around. In the interim, I had visited you, made love to you and to several others that you were totally unaware of until I started these blogs. A couple of other things took place on my weekend visit to you. I updated the spyware on your computer so that I could keep track of your deceit and fitted a tracker to your car that I had bought at Radio Shack over here. Have to say most of your journeys were mundane for a while...but not entirely.

I eventually removed it one night in early January 2006.

Back to Christy.

I arrived at her parent's place on the designated Saturday. Just two weeks before I went to Indianapolis, Florida etc etc LL. Christy is pretty and attractive so taking a few portrait and full length shots was a pleasure. I reckoned it would all be over by lunchtime. When we stopped for coffee, tea in her case, she said straight after that she would like to show me the house. That was fine with me given my interest in property.

The house was a very large 1930's build with many attractive architectural feature and completely modern where it needed to be - kitchen and bathrooms. The rest was furnished and decorated tastefully. To keep herself amused, her mother owned and supervised three shops that sold and made up curtains and undertook interior design. One in Norfolk and two in London. Right at the top of the house on what might loosely be called a third floor, although it was only two thirds of one due to the roof line, were a number of rooms including what Christy called her mother's sewing room. It was stacked with material two sewing machines, overlockers machines etc. All were arranged very neatly.

Christy asked if I would photograph her in her underwear when we reached that sewing room LL. I said I would and she disappeared and told me to wait in the sewing room. After a matter of minutes she reappeared in a towelling robe. It was loosely tied at the waist and the way the top was arranged, it was obvious there was no bra. In fact when she removed the robe LL, there was no panties either. 'Photo me, shoot me, or whatever', she said to me. I quickly gathered myself having taken in her naked body and set my camera for the light in the sewing room. Rather than straightforward full nude shots I suggested she grab some material and drape it across her groin LL.

I was trying to be sensitive about her nakedness. Christy walked past me and gathered up some chiffon type material and wrapped it around her. Above is one of the shots I took. To be honest I was fascinated and indeed aroused by the sight of her breasts. They were firm and she had these gorgeous puffy nipples, which for me are a real turn on.

When we had finished with the chiffon stuff she asked me to follow her, first picking up her robe while I grabbed my lens bag and camera. As she bent over (on purpose I discovered later, her pussy was on full view from behind.

I followed her into what turned out to be a spare bedroom. To cut to the chase she wanted sex with me, based I found out on what she had heard from Nicola. Not about my prowess with the camera but my prowess in bed. So, I was able to get up close and very personal with those lovely puffy nipples and with her pussy. I knelt between her legs having stripped off of course, fondled her breasts while she fondled my erection. I leaned down and enveloped her nipples with my mouth and felt her nipples harden as I did so.

I believe she thought I would go straight in, so to speak but instead I shuffled down and buried my head between her legs. It was warm and moist down there. I tease her pussy apart lick it and her clit with my tongue while Christy made all the usual noises....mmm's, moaning...that is until right before she came then she she went from ohhhs to oh my God.

Meantime I am fully erect and dripping semen a little. Christy has fairly narrow hips and in my mind at that time, I wondered if I would fit. I needn't have had too many concerns. I eased into her wet opening. She was pretty fluid down there. Her lips wrapped around my tip. She spread her legs very wide and I was able to pop in. I wasn't going to force my way but having managed to get my 'hood' past her entrance the rest of my length slid in on her lubrication. 

She had gasped when I entered but now she lay smiling up at me. Neither of us made a move for a minute or two. She told me she was enjoying just feeling my size inside her (so much for the quiet woman!) and I was enjoying being in there. She had slowly dilated to accommodate me and then I started LL, nice and slow. Her pussy was tight, no doubt about that but it was very stimulating for both of us.

She wanted me badly. Although I had started slowly she was soon thrusting up against me, meeting my downward thrust with her upward ones. I could see it in her face, she wanted to come again quickly. She frowned, screwed her eyes up moaned and I watched those perfect breasts in front of me. Twice I leaned over and sucked on them. In no time she was on her way...and way before me. She let go of her legs, pointed them skyward and apart as I came down on her harder, squeezing each breast in turn, at which point she came for the second time. I hadn't

Her  legs came down and she wrapped them around my back holding me inside her. She said she just loved the feeling of her cramping against my cock. Finally, she released me. I was still fired up and still erect  and I intended to be satisfied. I extracted myself from between her legs and had her turn over an d kneel. Christy had no qualms in my taking her from behind and this time due to the state of her pussy I entered easily. I was standing at the side of the bed LL. Christy's head on the bed, her butt in the air. I fucked her fast and hard. I wasn't sure if she liked it that way but my urge to come was overwhelming. She moaned, she screamed. I grabbed her hair and pull her head back, reached around and grabbed her left boob and squeezed, she came. I was still going just. She was whimpering and then I unloaded in one great hot gush inside her. I grunted, she kept saying...oh,oh, oh...

I asked her if she was OK. She replied she was more than Ok she was in heaven. I asked whether I was too rough and she smiled wrapped her body around me then lay on top of me smiling and said what did I think. She told me our sex was fantastic - ten out of ten. The best she had ever had.

Pillow talk as we lay there revealed that Nicola had recommended me not for my photography but for the sex. She had wanted Christy to get laid by me, I guess so they could compare notes. After all with both of them it was only about the sex, nothing more. I alternated for a while between the two of them. Christy came to my place mostly, apart from a quickie in one of Norwich properties. Then eventually the two of them spent one Sunday with me, but that's another blog entirely LL!

 

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This is me and Melanie in London  in 2005 videoing ourselves in her home. I had bought a videocam. Not one of those small things but one costing nearly six grand. This is a still (one frame) in black and white, obviously.

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I've always liked close ups LL. They bring out texture and fine detail. none more so than black and white photography. This is Kim's chest in 2005. That is Kim #2 from Fakenham.

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 Why have one Italian woman when you can have two. Both kindly agreed to this phot and various others, for mine and their personal use. The lady on the right is Gianna, who I have shown your before and the lady on the left Natalia who I haven't featured before. Gianna is from Milan and Natalia her friend from Varese which is slightly north west of Milan. That is where this shot was taken.

Gianna, who I had been staying with in 2007 (and sleeping with), and I, went to visit Natalia at her invitation. We stayed two nights. I slept with the lovely lady on the right...again. All three of us spent time together eating out wandering around Varese and just enjoying ourselves. My Italian came on by leaps and bounds that September LL.

As to the photo above and others. It/they were taken on the morning of our second day there. Both ladies appeared for breakfast in their dressing gowns and after some laughter and discussion decided they would pose in the nude at the back of the house which backed onto a small stream. It was completely private.

On the third morning Gianna had to return to Milan and her work. I was to leave that day also for Lugano over the border in Switzerland. I took Gianna to the bus station then drove back to Natalia's to pack my stuff and leave. Natalia had coffee ready, espresso of course. We sat and drank and talked. Then she asked if I would like to stay another night before I set off for Lugano. Natalia was/is a lively personality and having met her only two days before I took to her, the nude photos notwithstanding.

I didn't take much persuading and agreed to stay.

We spent the rest of the morning chatting and with me helping her with a few chores. Then we went to lunch in town which stretched right through to mid afternoon. During this time and at the house Natalia had been subtly flirtatious. Brushing against me, hands touching and her legs against mine at lunch. when we returned to her home we had more coffee, more conversation LL. I was asked to give her a hand changing the bed Gianna and I had slept in. I was happy to do so.

Up we went into the bedroom I had vacated that morning. It occurred to me why were we changing the bed if I was staying the night, but I said nothing. I followed Natalia up the stairs, her bottom sawing rather more than it should have, right ahead of me. We reached the bedroom.

Natalia unzipped her dress and then of course it all fell into place. The flirtation, the bottom swaying, the ecuse  to change the bed. There was no intention of doing the latter. It was just a mischievous ruse to get me to the bedroom and see how I would react to her. I reacted as she expected. Standing there in bra and panties she smiled at me then reached around her back and undid her bra. I had removed my polo shirt and was removing my shorts while she slipped her panties down slowly all the way to her ankles then kicked them aside.

We made it onto the bed in a tangle of legs, breasts and bodies, kissing and kissing. Then Natalia placed my hand between her legs and I massaged her pussy. It was already moist. Leaning over as I did I kessed each breast in turn LL. They were nice and firm and my actions had her nipples close to full erection...like me.

Mine didn't go unnoticed as she climbed onto me and slowly lowered herself down until she completely enveloped my cock. Then she just rode me rocking to and fro. Head flung back her hands holding my thighs behind her. I remember in leaning back she made her boobs more prominent and at last had both hands fully employed in fondling them.

Her rocking increased, she leaned over me. I nibbled her nipples and sucked on her breasts. She moaned and then she came, collapsing on top of me quite quickly after she reached her climax. Natalia lay onn my body for a short while her breasts spread across my chest as she cramped against my erection inside her, then she rolled off onto her back alongside me.

I took no time in spreading her legs and mounting her LL. I slipped in again easily and I made love to her until she came again and also I did. We spent a good deal of that afternoon just lying on that bed cuddling, caressing and talking. Natalia asked whether I was going to say anything. I knew what she meant as it was in reference to Gianna, but left unsaid. I told her no and that it was just between the two of us. She was prepared to cook dinner that night LL, but I said no and we went out to eat instead.

That night of course we slept together, made love together twice and she fell asleep in my arms. In the morning she wanted me once more, before I left and I obliged.

later that morning I left for Lugano and other 'adventures'. Gianna never knew about Natalia and I to the best of my knowledge, and I have seen Gianna quite a few times since.

 

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There's something about a woman in a lacy garment that I find very sexy LL. When it's someone you get up close and personal with, then it is very arousing LL.

Two different women above. The one on the left lives in Keswick. The one on the right in Boston, Massachusetts. The first is Janine and the second is Linda. Both are lovely ladies. I took the first shot in Keswick in 2005 and the second in 2017.

The rest - well you can use your imagination to fill in the gaps I'm sure LL. I filled their gaps.

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Not so far away from you this time in 2006, about the time you were saying and I quote 'why do I always make the wrong decisions'. The lovely lady in question is Karen and she lived in Brampton back then. Her day off was Monday, so from you to her after one of our last meetings was relatively easy.

Although this photo was taken at that time, I had been seeing Karen since February of 2005. Notwithstanding that I would not have left you 'high and dry' as you put it. At one time you were very special to me and my forgiving nature would have had you back for good. At that time, 2006, most of the women I laid after your Florida admission in March 2004 were best described as fuck buddies. In it, so to speak, for mutual satisfaction and little more.  There were some I was fond of, naturally. It wouldn't be human not to form some sort of attachment.

Karen was quite a sexy woman and this shot was taken when I arrived that Monday morning. Like many of the women in my life I have a key to their homes (or a passcode) and I unlocked Karen's door that morning walked in ad didn't find her immediately. Then she called out from upstairs. When I walked into her bedroom come study there she was in that chair naked. Her first words apart from a hello were, 'Hurry up I want to be fucked'. 

We both laughed at that and I then stripped off. Camera in hand She struck the pose you see above. I like it in black and white, hence I have copied and converted this shot. I don't like disappointing a lady especially when the mere sight of her ready, willing and able gives me a very rigid erection. I didn't and she didn't either. One licking, two fucks and three orgasms for her later and I had carried out her wish...more than she expected.

She knew about you, didn't care and then knew that we had parted, you and I that is. Karen was an excellent lay and a horny woman, which she seemed to be pretty much every time I was there, is not someone to ignore in my book. Karen could be quite rampant and that spurred me on to be the same. She often got two or more erections out of me in a morning! No mean feat and that has only been achieved by a few women.

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Saint Laurent du Var, France 2017. The lady is Pascale.

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London 2008 at Abigail's home. What was once a commission and started that way became a rather nice relationship with a very beautiful woman LL. I sometimes, over the years since you and my early encounters in 2004-2006 with various women, can't believe my good fortune. I mean that not just in financial terms, but how my photography has opened so many doors, most of them to bedrooms, of wealthy women of class and indeed beauty.

Abby and I are still together when we can be. She obviously stepped back when Ash was alive, but not since her passing, or indeed before I met Ash. Abby has been married twice, but has been single since 2016. We formed a kind of bond right from when she commissioned me to take some fashion and portrait photos for her in March 2008. We just got along really well. Two days after the shoot she called me and wondered if we might go out to dinner together. I was more than happy to do so.

After that we went out more and more when I was in town...and she was. To the theatre, to museums, walks in the parks and dinner. Not once in those first few weeks did sex come up, we just enjoyed each other and our conversations. One evening I saw her back home in a cab and she suggested I come in. That was when we had our first kiss (of many).

One thing led to another and I stayed and we made love that night...and again in the morning. When Abigail undressed she took my breath away with her body. She  was perfect. Shapely, lithe, flawless skin (no tattoos!) and wonderful breasts part of which you can see in my shot above. Since that first night we have made love, enjoyed each others company as much as we can. She has visited with me here, in New York, Florida, Nice and Cannes. Abby hasn't made it to LA yet but she will, LL. She's now 52 and looks as great as ever.

 

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Back to your period again here in October 2004. I was staying in this rather old quaint hotel in Halifax, after seeing a lady I know in Keighley. I had done so because a family member on my late wife's side wanted some photos of their old home there in Sowerby Bridge. I could only take them from the road side which I did. You will be unaware that my first visit to that house was way back in 1970 when it was still in the family.

Anyway after the lady in Keighley, who incidentally I enjoyed greatly, and the journey for the photos, I had decided to stay over that Wednesday for one night and travel home the next day. That is how I became acquainted with the lady above. The photo was taken the morning after the night before.

She had been booked into this place while she was undertaking a course for her employer. There were a few older couples there, plus Amanda. The older people disappeared after the meal and as Amanda, or rather the attractive woman as I knew her then, and I left the hotel restaurant I was behind her. She headed for the small bar in the lounge area as I did and we ended up talking. In the end I bought her drink(s). We sat down together chatted, laughed at the hotel and how dated it was. The fact that we were the only two to stay up after 8.30 pm. I asked why she was booked in there, which is when I found out about the course.

She asked me how I was there LL. I told her about the photo trip and that there was little choice of hotel at the time I booked my room - that was true. Just after ten and a few more drinks and we both decided to hit the sack. I had had a pleasant evening with Amanda and she said she had enjoyed it as well. We did have a good laugh together.

I guess Amanda felt very relaxed with me in no small part due to how we had gotten on and also perhaps the drinks. Either way when we reached our rooms - hers was next to mine - she followed me into my room and just started undressing. We both knew we were going to sleep together, rounding off a lovely evening in a less than lovely hotel. She stripped to her panties me to my underwear. My interest more than showed and I caught her glancing down at me. Then we were in each other's arms kissing losing our balance a bit and falling on the bed. I stood but Amanda stayed there and suggested I remove her panties, a task which was more than welcome. 

She hoicked her bottom up and I then slipped them all the way down her long legs which she raised a little to assist me. When I finally slipped them over her feet, I took my underwear off. I was fully erect LL and more than ready. I looked down at Amanda and her firm upright tits which she was stroking with her hands, and then climbed onto the bed. 

She bent and then opened her legs. I buried my head between them, found her pussy was already partially open and started massaging it with my tongue. Then applying it to her clit, feeling it become erect, then stroking it slowly, then faster and faster. The faster I stroked the faster her breathing rate became until she uttered a series of 'oh, oh, oh's', and came. By now, she was quite dilated and that enabled me to slide into her fairly easily. I had stood again when I entered her which left my hands free to work her breasts and they were a pleasure in themselves despite what was going on further 'south'!

She came again, but I hadn't finished so I continued until I came. While I was pumping into her, to my surprise she came again. Afterward as we lay there under the duvet with the lights out she said that had never happened to her before. That being the fact that she had come again straight after my being inside her for the second orgasm. 

'I don't know what you did to me, but it was lovely and coming three times was exceptional', she had said.

I replied, 'It's a shame we are just together this one night'. To which she replied, 'Yes, but maybe we could see each other again?'

It was a question LL, so I asked where she lived and was surprised to find it was Peterborough just an hours drive from my home and also on my route home from you.. That was settled we would meet whenever we could and we did quite frequently for nearly two years. The number of times I was inside her were far in excess of the number of times I fucked you.

She was younger, lithe, had long legs, very nice boobs, no real demands ( like you used to have) and was freely 'available'. No brainer, given your behavior! 

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One of my cameras, one of my companions, one of my vacations and another of my lays. Melissa in Oahu, Hawaii, 2009

 

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