For LL in the UK
The variations in this blog are the locations. You have seen many of the ladies in previous blogs. These are, in the main, other shots of them on various occasions and dates. The crossover in the title means a crossover to them with you still on board, just, in my view. The early years part speaks for itself as it those early years with you, in part.
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Debbie as I was invited to call her but to others Deborah. A post graduate at the university LL. We met at her home in the City early in the year March in fact. She cooked Sunday lunch for me the first visit. That was a first and indeed very welcome.
That was followed by a walk at Grantchester and then back to her home in Trumpington. I was prepared to drive back home after what had been a really lovely day LL. Debbie urged me to stay. Her house was a terraced affair with two bedrooms, the smaller of which was a study. You can figure out the fact that with just one bedroom used as such, we slept together. She was completely un-phased by that (as I was). I had expected her to be a little more 'phased' by the idea of sleeping with someone she had only just met in the flesh.
The photo above a several others were taken the following morning.
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Milan - I have spent a lot of time there over the years and this was one of my earliest shots taken in the city. Donatella was her name and she had asked for some photos having met me trying my then basic Italian in a restaurant. She was alone at the next table and helped me out with the language. We talked, I joined her at her table and then after having eaten I walked her home, which wasn't far.
She had this ultra modern apartment close to the city centre. I saw it and my immediate impression, apart from liking it a lot was that she had money. Everything was tasteful and minimal, but not minimalistic. You will know how my good fortune has gone over the years with women LL, apart from you of course. It didn't desert me that night either. We ended up sleeping together.
By now, two years after you and your mundane life, I was getting pretty used to it. She wasn't the prettiest woman facially I have mounted, but her body was lovely and she allowed me to explore almost every nook and cranny.
The photo was taken the following day against one of her feature walls. 'Red on Red' is what I call this shot.
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Studio shoot for a lady called Fleur.
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A naughty weekend (one when you weren't going to be the focus of my attention LL) in Woodbridge with Jodie. We had met earlier in the year. This shot was taken in August.
As always, I'm not sure how I did it or still do it, but she was a woman who rather liked older men, so she told me during our internet chats. When we met in Ipswich I could see immediately why me might be attracted to her and I don't mean physical attributes LL. Jodie was mid thirties and possessed a bubbly personality. Separated, with no children she was a free spirit in every sense of the phrase.
As a result we seemed to get on, right from the word go. On the same wavelength I guess, despite the age difference. The second meeting again down in Suffolk resulted in my staying over LL. This lovely shot and several others were taken on the Sunday morning...following Friday and Saturday nights...doing what comes naturally
Seems I hit the spot in more ways than as Jodie kept coming back for more...and coming...a lot. We carried on, again in both senses of the phrase. In Suffolk, in Norfolk, in London and Spain and also Florida. We eventually called it a day in mid 2008. I was just away too much to satisfy her needs by then.
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Nicoletta. We met at a place called Praia A Mare near Scalea in south west Italy. I had booked in at a rather nice resort there on my travels round Italy that year. Nicoletta was there also on her own. She was supposed to be there with a girl friend, but the latter pulled out at the last minute citing some family issue.
There we were not knowing each other at all except by the fact we seemed to end up on sunbeds fairly close to each other. Nicoletta enhanced my view enormously as you might guess. Sunglasses are an asset in such situations. Two mornings passed and one afternoon before we spoke. My Italian language skills were in their infancy then LL, so it was Nicoletta who spoke first, in English. I figured she had seen the cover of the book I was reading and I was right.
After establishing we really were both on our own, she moved her sunbed over with my help and we sat chatting. I knew she was bored and a bit disappointed that she had ended up on her own. I, on the other hand, was merely taking a five day break while I travelled Italy between commissions, which were flowing pretty steadily at this point LL.
That second day we had lunch together then afterward walked the shoreline for a while before retiring to the sunbeds again (I didn't nod off!) Then we went back to our rooms. Mine was a room with a king size bed, Donatella had a very small self catering apartment. One bedroom and one pull out bed in the sitting area. The less expensive option on site.
We agreed to meet for dinner. After dinner? Well you guessed it LL, we ended up in my room, we ended up kissing, stripping and making love. Isn't that what vacations are for, for single people? She was lovely, really gorgeous naked and she knew how to make love and satisfy the man inside her.
I gave her a rare accolade in my notes - ten out of ten. You, LL, didn't come anywhere near, sadly. The photo was taken in her apartment a couple of days later, when she received a standing service from behind. She loved it, by the way. Our vacations coincided so when it was time to go and also part the day was the same.
Donatella was so lovely I didn't want to lose touch, but as I was due back here in the States, California to be precise, I had to let her go. That is not to say I haven't since seen her....We exchanged emails way back then. In 2016 I heard from her out of the blue.
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Another Lynn. Not the same two, or is it three, you have seen before in previous blogs. Lynn worked in Norwich and lived at Stalham. In 2004 she was forty two, so my notes tell me which would make her fifty eight now. I wonder where she is.
We met via the internet on our old site LL. The phot was taken in June of that year at her home. We had a largely sexual relationship for about three months. Another nice woman, with issues, who was separated awaiting her divorce to come through. I treated her like a princess over those three months as I could see her faith in men was shattered. She told me I had restored it to a large degree. We laughed when I told her I felt like a missionary. Lynn was quick. She replied the religious kind or the position? I told her...both!
Guess what straight after that little exchange she invited me into the latter position, between her lovely warm thighs on all the way to and into her wet entrance. I'm not sure what she rated me out of ten, but she was fairly high in my estimation...and experience. An eight at least and a ten for enthusiasm and appetite!
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From Lynn in June to Lucy in July...and I was still seeing you Lynn and a few others. I was quite the busy boy wasn't I, LL.
Lucy didn't come from the internet (she did come though, lots😜 👣👣). I met Lucy as a result of some business I had in Diss, Norfolk. That was for my old employer at the time the insurance company. I was there at the company she worked for to see the finance director about underwriting contractors bonds. An annual visit although this was my first at which I saw Lucy. While I waited in the company foyer, Lucy provided coffee and conversation. The director was a bit delayed so we talked a fair bit. I rather liked her and she took to me. I had given her my business card for the director and I gave her another, just for her.
Then it was all business and the meeting LL. Later as I left I received the sweetest smile from Lucy and as she did she licked her lips slowly. I said good bye and...don't forget my card. I think we had communicated both our interests that day LL.
A few days later I was at my desk at the company and Lucy called. All she said was could we meet. I said yes and we quickly sorted out a where and when. The where was Thetford Tesco parking lot and the when was that evening. I met her at eight that evening. We drove to a pub I knew in Great Hockham and had a few drinks. Lucy more so than me. Then it was decided we should drive home...my home.
I'm not sure what it was about me that attracted her but I knew where we were headed. I slipped the landlord £10 and asked if we could leave Lucy's car there overnight. He willingly agreed and then we left around ten.
Lucy just wanted to get layed. She was single and not in a relationship and told me masturbating just wasn't doing it for her....so I did and that was it for nearly six months all the way to Christmas 2004 and a little beyond. WE fucked each other regularly,. She even waited for me on my doorstep when I got home from you on a couple of occasions. She didn't know that I was seeing you or the other women in my life. Just that I was away on my 'business' trips. I had left the insurance company by then of course.
That first night was a bit of a 'wow' night for both of us. She was so hungry for it. She said she ached down there, her need was so great and she proved that on my bed that night. Banging away into the early hours. Lucy could scream too when she came. Moans were a sideline.
The photo was taken at her place in September of 2004.
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A friend of a 'friend'. I had 'gathered' several in that part of Cumbria, not just Keswick. Two or three you should already know about LL if you have read my previous blogs.
This particular lady with the very cute ass is Kelly a friend of a lady called Isabel, or Izzy. Kelly was back then a waitress at one of the restaurants in Keswick, so she was free during the day. It seemed that Izzy and Kelly talked and I don't just mean as friends. I asked Izzy after I had met Kelly what she told her. Apparently it amounted to her telling Kelly about my sexual prowess in bed and how I could make Izzy come more than any other man she had had in her life. I remarked that was a bit naughty of her but then I also knew women swapped notes about men, from long ago. In the same way men swap notes about women.
Kelly must have gotten my cell number from Izzy because one weekend when I was with you LL, I received a text from her. I needed to make sure it was indeed Kelly and not Izzy's ex-husband. I replied to the text and suggested we meet first of all in supermarket car park not far from you. We would meet on the Monday. In the meantime while I was outside yur house having a cigarette, I called Izzy and she confirmed Kelly was her friend.
Of necessity, as you were in the house, I kept the call short. Come Monday (and I frequently did with whoever took my fancy on the way home) I pottered along to the car park. You had gone to work. It indeed Kelly and no ex's turning up. I watched her for a while before appearing by her side. She jumped when I tapped her on the shoulder and said she hadn't seen me. That was the idea LL, just in case...
I needn't have concerned myself.
Kelly and I decided to leave and play it safe heading back to Keswick where she had moved after her divorce. It has always struck me that some young couples never give their marriages a chance, don't work at it and just give up and walk away. Kelly and her husband Tony were a prime example. The fact was though that Kelly was no longer getting what she needed which was where I came in, apparently. A single guy with no apparent ties and a bit of a reputation with her friend Izzy.
It was a little early for a romp in the bedroom, so we went for coffee in Keswick and she walked me around town then down by the lake, something you never did. That was just as well and it is also why I didn't push things about the lakes - I knew quite a few women around the area. Knew in the most intimate sense LL, as you may well have guessed.
After that, a light lunch and we headed to Kelly's place, which is where the shot above was taken, by the way although that was much later in the year after she had enjoyed a vacation in Majorca with a bunch of girls friends. The afternoon for me and for her was delightful. Kelly hat the pertest butt set off by very firm pert boobs. Her knowledge of getting the best from sex was a little limited so I introduced her to the delights of having her pussy and clit licked and stroked by my tongue.
After that we made love twice. Me on top and then Kelly on top. I stayed the night of course. We kept it up, or rather she kept me up, for over a year, whenever we both could.
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Talking about new builds as you once did to me, this is where the shot above of Julie was taken in her terraced two bed, new property.
She also had a brand new bed and it needed testing and it was LL, by us both. I met Julie at, of all places. Stansted Airport in June 2005. We didn't know each other, of course. I had just got off a flight from Alicante, having been to Denia to look at property away from the shore. She was returning from Majorca.
I first saw her outside arrivals at the beginning of the car park, struggling with a suitcase that had lost a wheel. It was raining and she only had holiday gear on. A cotton top and skirt. I asked her if she wanted a hand with her suitcase. I had just a carry on. Julie (I didn't know her name then) said she would love some help. Apparently she had been waiting for someone who was supposed to give her a lift. They weren't there and a call to them went to voicemail. Add to that the fact she had just missed a bus and it was ten in the evening and you had one rather unhappy lady.
I offered her a lift. Julie accepted and told me she lived near Dunmow which wasn't far although in the opposite direction to my route back to Norfolk. I loaded her stuff after fetching my car and off we went. She liked the car by the way LL. Me, I rather liked Julie. She directed me and we arrived at her home. I unloaded her case and took it to her door. She asked if I would like to come in. I did for a short while. I was offered a drink for my trouble and just chose coffee as I had about an hour and a bit drive.
Julie told me I was her knight in shining armor that night. I just smiled. She was sitting on her couch, legs tucked under her and even though a little wet, looked really nice to me. I think she said it was my smile and my eyes that won her over as far as trusting a stranger was concerned.
Eventually, I rose to leave. She was waning and I said I had a bit of a drive ahead. Julie asked for my details, phone, cell number and email. She provided hers and after a kiss on the cheek and a little squeeze from her, I left.
Two days later Julie called. We had a long chat during which she wondered if we could meet again now we were both recovered from that wet and windy night. I thought why not. I owed you no allegiance anymore LL and adding another lady, possibly to my 'stable' couldn't be bad. I told her yes and we agreed I would book lunch at a place in Lavenham and also come and pick her up.
The weather was great, sunny and lovely and warm. Julie was in cotton again this time a dress. We had lunch then walked around Lavenham. It's a bit touristy (in normal times) so we decided to go back to her place and relax.
I'm not sure you would call what we did the rest of the afternoon relaxing LL but it was very enjoyable. After we got back she asked me to take her to bed. How could I refuse, so I didn't and we exercised all parts of ourselves several times. Each time to our mutual satisfaction. Obviously, Julie was totally relaxed with me after we had finished and she had come her third time. Her naked body lay alongside me, molded to my body. Her left breast resting on my chest. We stroked/caressed each other and I played with her boobs. Every now and again she offered them to me to suck on, which was rather nice as a little something after the 'main course'.
We knew, due to our age difference, that what we would enjoy was just a oose relationship with some rather nice sex as a bonus. On that basis LL we continued to see each other for nearly three years...longer than you lasted! Julie was thirty four in 2005 way younger than you and most of all ...trustworthy.
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Was this on my way to you or on my way back? You will never know. The lady in question is Kirsten. The location a hotel. The reason to have sex and very good it was too. Kirsten was a nine plus in my book. Athletic and an active, very active partner in our intercourse. I recall on that first stop off there and almost our first face to face meeting that she couldn't get into bed, or rather on it fast enough. I was still undressing while she lay there squeezing her breast and with her legs apart, rubbing her pussy.
Her boobs were lovely LL, just slightly larger than my hands. They were full and firm too...to say nothing of that lovely ass above. That was certainly something to grab hold of. Once when she wanted to be taken from behind, she thrust her butt in my direction and wiggled it enticingly too and fro. That was very arousing. I did what a man has to do in such circumstances and fucked her until she could almost, but not quite, take anymore.
That latter event was at her home. We only used the hotel that once, as in the shot above.
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I must have had a thing for brunettes, in Harrogate, because here is another. Her name is Lisa, but quite different from Kirsten. The latter was single and horny. Lisa was married and horny. In a way, Lisa was more exciting, because we were taking risks. Lisa far more than me, although we did carry out our affair at the marital home and we did have sex on the marital bed on more than one occasion.
After that it was a hotel a few times and then down to Norfolk to begin with and then later when I had the apartment in the second half of 2005, there. Even that was a little awkward at times due to the number of my near and not so near neighbors who had shred their bed and mine with me. In the end we found the ideal hotel and our trysts (for that read lots of sex LL) took place there. It wasn't all about getting laid. We went to the theatre, ate out, walked and enjoyed each other.
The photo was taken at her Harrogate home in 2004. Another nine in my book, but quite different to Kirsten. Far more sophisticated for one and more loving as to two.
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Yorkshire proved to be a happy 'hunting ground' LL. Not that I was hunting as such, but with evenings in Norfolk at my home and not a lot to do, making contact with lots of women via three different websites kept me amused. I had until March 2004 never entertained the idea, but after what you did, well....I felt I was free to look at alternatives. I did as you now know.
All of which brings me to how I met Rosie...exactly like that. We interacted via mail on the particular website, then that moved to the old Messenger service in Windows, way back when. Cheeky mail flowed from Rosie and it was obvious she wanted to get layed. However, I let things roll on for a while. First of all because I had my hands full, literally, with the women who were already gracing me (and a bed) with their favors and secondly, I didn't want her to think I was rushing to see her for just one thing. That is no way to treat a woman.
After a few weeks and on one of my trips to see you I arranged to meet up with Rosie. I travelled up to York on the Wednesday. Rosie believed I had business in Yorkshire and Newcastle so when I left on the Friday morning she accepted it, believing I was onward bound for Newcastle. I wasn't of course, I was visiting you. I think I did pretty well keeping all my assignations from you, as I know you didn't have a clue.
I didn't need a hotel, not even on my first visit to Rosie. She said she would put me up. The first evening there after we had eaten and watched some TV together soon became the pattern for all my visits over a period of two years. Bed, plain and simple and sex, not so plain and simple. I was right of course she had wanted to get layed. The reason apart from the fact we got on really well, for our lasting two plus years was because she loved the way I made love to her. The way she came each and every time and also that we were both prepared to 'experiment' with positions.
For my part it was good not only because of the sex, but also that Rosie had a great body as you can see above but also that she was fun to be with.
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I met Hilde in Ebensee in among the Salzkammergut Mountains. I had no intention of setting out to get layed anywhere and in fact I was on one of my little tours of a few days taking scenic photos in the mountains having driven over to Austria from Munich in Germany. It was April, warm and the mountain air was clean and clear. It was also early in the season so I had no trouble finding a room at a local hotel.
The waitresses there wore exactly what you see Hilde wearing above although not quite in the same fashion! As you might expect of Austria, everything was scrupulously clean and service was very efficient LL. After my first day out exploring (I had arranged to book in and drop my case off in the morning) I returned to an immaculate room. Having showered and changed I went down for a drink and dinner. Because it was early in the season there were only seven people in the large restaurant. Me and three couples made up the sum total and two of those couples were elderly.
As a result I received a lot of attention from the two waitresses Hilde and another called Inge, both rather attractive and both either mid or late thirties. It seemed that I had been assigned Hilde and shee seemed to handle drinks whereas Inge handled food. As I said it was quiet and I found out that they both covered reception in the evenings, hence the overkill of two waitresses for about a half dozen diners.
As is my wont, I got to chatting to both Hilde and Inge. They both spoke excellent English. After my meal and coffee, unlike the other guests I went to the hotel bar and ordered a drink as a night cap. Hilde served me and as there was very little to do we spent a good part of what remained of the evening talking. Then I went up to my room. I was going to review my photos having loaded them onto my laptop earlier. I started but after a bout twenty minutes there was a soft tap, tap on my door.
I was dressed in my boxers, nothing more. I answered the door by opening it and just sticking my head around it to see who it was. It was Hilde and you can guess what she wanted. It took me all of two seconds to realise. She pushed by me without a word LL, turned as I did from closing the door and placed her lips on mine and kissed me. Her hands were inside my boxers and she pushed them right down until gravity took over and they fell down to my ankles.
I didn't hang around after the initial shock. My hands found the hem of that dress she is wearing in the photo and they travelled up her thighs all the way to her groin and hips where I found her panties. I puled them down and placed my hand in her crotch. Her pussy was very wet and almost ready. I rubbed it and she was pumping me with her hand while I did.
She wanted me that was for sure and now I wanted her. I spun her around. Unzipped the dress which fell to the floor, then deftly undid her bra. We were at it like rabbits within minutes. I stood between her legs which were dangling over the edge of the bed fondling her breasts (they were 36D by the way) which were lovely and firm with more than a little bounce to them. Hilde was steering me right into her and once my tip had negotiated her opening I thrust slowly inside until she took all of me. I had it in mind to take things slowly, but no, Hilde wanted me thrusting hard and fast straight away.
Every thrust brought an 'Uh' from her exactly in time with my pumping her. Given that I was thrusting quite fast they came out rapidly///'uh,uh, uh, uh, ...' until she started to come, then it was 'oh, oh oh ohhhhh!!' At that point she had her orgasm. I looked down at her as she saw that I was still inside her. Her chest and her breasts were heaving as she regained her breath after our exertions. She watched as I slowly slid almost out of her and then in again and again and again, very slowly.
I had started to wane but that slow movement and the sight of her laying there looking great with her legs wide open had me harden again very quickly. At first she didn't move and I thought I was merely going to take her again laying on her back but then in German she said 'nur eine minute' - meaning just a minute. With that LL, she got up on all fours and thrust her ass and pussy toward me. 'From behind, bitte' she said in a soft sexy tone and that was what we did. I fucked her from behind. This time we both came and it was lovely. God knows where my seed has been deposited over the years but this was one evening I didn't expect to be giving it up to anyone.
She came to me the next evening and we pretty much had a repeat performance except I licked her to start things off then mounted her after she came from my tongue's attention to her clit. She came again. I hadn't. She straddled me and came again, rolled off and we spooned. I entered her in that position and fucked her until we both came. Three times for her and once for me with the comfort of those 36D's in my hands each time. I had one more night there....
It wasn't Hilde that came the third night. She wasn't on duty. I had enjoyed Hilde and had no expectations of a third evening in her arms and inside her pussy. It came as a mild surprise to have another tap, tap on my door that evening. It was Inge.
She didn't launch into a frantic striptease for one simple reason. Inge was in a towelling robe which, when she let it drop to the ground in my room, revealed her totally naked body. She gently removed my boxers. I was already fully aroused to her delight and we stood chest to chest kissing lightly and increasingly more passionately. I say chest to chest, Hers prevented the rest of her body touching mine. Whereas Hilde's boobs were lovely. Inge's were magnificent as far as I was concerned. Not only were they of similar size that were firm and she had to my delight puffy nipples LL.
She had placed my erection between her legs and as we kissed and caressed each other she became wetter and wetter and her lips parted fully down there. Inge was ready. She fell back on my bed gently taking me with her. I leaned over kissed her, squeezed her breasts gently, then lowered my mouth onto each in turn, sucking and licking. They and her nipples responded and to my surprise at the same time my cock flowed into her very easily. Seemed she produced an inordinate amount of juices down there, because we just slipped and slide gently together very easily. Inge liked to thrust up to meet me coming down on her and so we went for a while until a certain urgency entered her movements.
I took that as my cue LL to bring her to her climax so I dispensed with the slow exploratory thrusts and came down on her hard and fast, then laying on her totally I just kept thrusting up into hard, time after time until she came. It would be an understatement to say she came quietly...she didn't, she screamed out all the way until she came.
A little later she screamed out again but this time she was riding me for all she was worth. Having rolled off me and gradually regained her breath, she was more than a little surprised when I parted her legs and mounted her again. I hadn't come and she knew it, although she did say something like 'oh no' when I was on her, but then she went with the flow. I treated her gently this time, nice and slow mostly until just before I came, Half went inside her the rest on her magnificent breasts at her request.
I haven't seen Hilde or Inge since.
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I will say nothing more than this is Paola. The photo was taken in Florence (Firenze) and it was an invitation to 'dance'...in her bed. Paola had helped me set up a studio in Bologna and we were on our way to Rome.
I will say no more, but boy was she satisfying. She still works for me/us in Italy
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Katherine and I flew out to Spain for what was to become almost my first location shoot as opposed to a shoot in a place of their choosing or a studio. Since that early start I have had many location shoots and they certainly weren't all naked women.
Katherine had firm ideas of what she wanted and after we had checked in at our hotel (separate rooms) we took the hire car and started looking. Katherine is a rather well to do lady, although I use that word advisedly as you will read, from London. She still lives there to this day.
We were looking for out of the way places where we wouldn't be ogled at by tourists or indeed l
locals. We found several places. The seashore shots were to feature Katherine in a one piece swimsuit and various bikinis of greater and lesser coverage. Having found a number of suitable spots strung out over about twenty miles of coastline that first day we returned to the hotel. then out for dinner enjoying a very pleasurable evening and downing more than our fair share of alcohol.
We walked back to our hotel. Katherine was definitely fairly well gone and as I said goodnight to her at her doors she gave me a kiss. Bit of a surprise from a client, certainly back then. Her words as she gradually closed the door were classic in my books....'I would if I could, but I cant, I pissed!' With that remark which left me smiling from ear to ear she closed her door. I didn't see her again until breakfast.
I did go back down had a drink at a nearby bar and started chatting to another woman. I didn't sleep in my own bed that night LL, but that's a whole other story.
Next day Katherine was fully recovered and met me at breakfast. I was already there having got back to the hotel at 6.00 am, showered shaved and looking like new. Katherine appeared about twenty minutes after I had arrived. We chatted and ate. She asked me what she said the night before. I told her she didn't want to know and winked. She hoped she hadn't embarrassed herself. I said no and we left it at that.
Off we went that morning taking shots of her mainly in her bikinis, a white one, blue, yellow and red. They were all plain but she looked great in them. I insisted on some shots of her in her dress as well plus head shots. We stayed out all day, had lunch out. lounged a bit and then toward the evening I said to her that this was great light for a few more photos.
At the time she was wearing a skirt and her bikini top, so off came the skirt. Easy enough and then off came her top and then what little remained. I took a lot more photos than I intended because she was nude LL...I wonder why.
Young as she was she knew what she was doing. At thirty she thought she knew most of it and I found out later that indeed she did. After another good dinner that night and a little less alcohol, when we went back to the hotel to bed, I saw her to her doors the same as the night before. This time she pulled me in after her and said' I would if could ... and I can'. She had known all along what she had said the night before.
We slept together. We made love twice and slept until seven the next morning whereupon we did almost the same as before again twice. At breakfast Katherine said to me 'I've never come four times in twelve hours. How did you do that to me?' I replied and said to he it wasn't twelve housr it was six, seven at the most. She laughed and then said I don't think I would have survived twelve hours of and she whispered.... sex.
Our last night loomed and after a day taking it a bit easier but still managing a bevy of shots, we slept together again. Then it was back to London and more adventures for me.
Katherine slept with me a number of times after that at my apartment. It was just for the sex and apart from that we lived our lives separately. I saw her for just our mutual satisfaction right through until mid 2008. We both had busy lives LL.
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This shot was taken in Luciana's garden in Limonta on Lake Como. Not my earliest Italian commission but one of the best of the earlier ones. It was also one of those where I had been invited to stay rather than 'rough it' in a hotel. In fact I think it was the first time in Italy I had been invited to stay.
Luciana lived and still does, in a villa in Limonta. I'm not sure how much you know about Lake Como and its surrounds (apart from George Clooney!) but it is home to some very wealthy individuals who own villas often in quite private grounds. Luciana is one of those individuals. Having been introduced/recommended to her by friends in London, my plan had been to fly to Milan, drive up to Cadenabbia and get the ferry from there to Bellagio. Luciana was having none of that and so a car and driver was waiting for me at Malpensa Airport.
Incidentally LL, as you never stayed long enough to find out all there was and is to know about me I will fill you in a little. I had been to Milan many times in the past. From the as early as the seventies when I at first stayed, in Cadenabbia then through the eighties and nineties again in Cadenabbia and then again in Menaggio and Bellagio.
I was impressed by my final destination LL. We approached a medium sized villa where electrically operated gates opened to allow the car to enter. I was then relieved of the need to unload my case and camera bags and tripod bag by the driver , Luigi. He directed me down the side of the villa to a most delightful garden and a proper view of the lake. As I turned the corner to that view a voice above me called out 'Buongiorno'. It was Luciana, but I couldn't see for shrubbery and the fact she was a lot higher up.
I had no idea what she looked like, but I did know she was somewhere in her middle thirties. When she appeared at the top of the stone steps leading to the upper patio and invited me to go up in perfect English, she rather took my breath away, LL. She was dressed in a figure hugging top and a long loose flowing skirt. If you study the photo above, even though I have cropped it, you will see what I mean.
Lunch for two had been prepared. I felt like I was being treated like royalty LL, not as the one seeking her business. Lunch took until three in the afternoon LL. We talked. She was interested in me, in my Naval service, whether I had seen action (I have), banking, my marriage, my children and finally my photography. No mention of whether there any women in my life. There were of course as you now know.
It wasn't two way. Luciana had grown up in Milan and came from a wealthy family. She started life as a model in that city, then married in her twenties. At around thirty she divorced. I didn't dig too deep but she said she had been a 'free woman' for six years. We discussed other things under the influence of wine. She drank more than I did. I am not at liberty even now to reveal the other things we discussed.
I made a start on photographing her late afternoon, but it was a little limited as her garden was in shadow from around five. In stead I did some indoor shots. Nothing risqué, just profiles and some portrait photos. I don't think her heart was in it that afternoon so we called it a day. I was shown my bedroom, my case was already there courtesy of the driver, who had finished for the day.
Luciana told me she had taken the liberty of reserving a table at a restaurant in Bellagio for dinner. I asked her how she knew that she would enjoy dinner with me as we hadn't met before. She said that the friend, hers and mine, in London, Alicia, had briefed her...fully. There was a pause before she said fully LL, with all that implied. Alicia and I had been in a sexual relationship for six months at that point in time and I took on board the implication of that pause.
Dinner was great in fact. Instead of being a fairly quiet dinner for two there were many of Luciana's friends also dining at their separate tables,, so lots of kisses and greetings and introducing me took place. As far as all her friends were concerned I was now Pietro. There were some there that you may know, but I will not be dropping any names here.
The evening was delightful and very entertaining. Luciana's leg touched mine more than once under the table. Her hand rested on my thigh more than once, as well. Around eleven we decided to leave. Fifteen minutes later after the farewells, we did. We were dropped by the cab at a side gate to the villa. Luciana had a bit of trouble punching in the key code so she told me what it was and hey presto we were in. I closed the gate behind us while Luciana waited. There was a moon that night and the light of it on the lake's surface made it seem like twilight.
When I turned around she placed her hands on the cheeks of my face and kissed me, then took my hand without a word and led me into the villa, LL. We didn't stop, apart from closing and locking the door. Then it was upstairs and into her bedroom. Still nothing was said, by either of us. In a rush of clothes being discarded and left where they dropped we both stripped. Our final garments were my boxers and her panties.
She pulled me down on top of her on the bed, her legs either side of me. Luciana, had certainly been a model once and now she was a very shapely and more mature woman with all her curves in the right place and in proportion. Beautiful boobs topped her body off...pun intended. We made love twice and then slept. At daybreak we made love again twice....Luciana had in total four orgasms between the night before and the morning. After the last one she had snuggled up to me and said that everything Alicia had told her was true. So it was that the pause between 'being briefed' and 'fully' finally had meaning.
Luciana showered and then while she was dressing so did I. When I came out of the shower she had disappeared downstairs. I dressed more or less in shorts and a tee and followed her down. My main camera was still on the kitchen counter. I picked it up. Luciana was nowhere to be seen so I went outside.
She was standing by the wall on the upper patio looking out over the lake. On hearing me she turned and said for me to take some photos. One of which is that above LL. Luciana had no bra on which was rather pleasant. That was more than apparent as she posed for several shots. It was only when she lay on that wall that I realised she had no panties on either.
It looked like we weren't finished!
That was an understatement as it turned out. After revealing herself in the way she did, we went inside. Breakfast was going to have to wait because when we did she removed that top and undid her skirt. All she wore then were her trainers. She stod with her back to me as I stripped off then I embraced from behind. One hand on her left breast and the other between her parted legs. She was damp bordering on wet. I was erect.
Her body was so smooth LL and her need seemed to be just as great as earlier. I put my erection between her legs and she was off back and forth until she was quite wet. that had left both my hands free to fondle her breasts. Then she wanted me inside her and bent over and leaned on the heavy kitchen table, her legs now spread wide. I leaned back, looked down saw her very pink opening and steered myself into her entrance. Then slowly all the way in and we were both away. I knew that if I took too long that I probably wouldn't maintain my erection due to earlier bedroom antics so we went for it. Luciana moaned, groaned shouted and I guess I must have hit her G-spot because to my delight and hers she came, she gushed (that surprised her!) and then I came. I was pumping and she was cramping against my cock. A confluence of delight you might say.
Whilst she paid me for the innocuous photos I gave her the more intimate ones. It is always awkward to accept money when you have slept with your client LL, but they all insist and Luciana was no exception. We agreed to meet again and we did. In London, in New York and in Paris, plus at her villa. She was and still is a lovely woman and her appetite hasn't waned at all. She is now forty eight and looks wonderful.
The day after, just before I left she kissed me and as I was just about to break from her embrace, reluctantly, she said come back son and...Alicia was right. A mischievous smile was the last thing I recall from that first meeting.
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A little more down to earth here with Joanna, almost literally.
I met Joanna through a friend in Dereham LL. I had just come out of the barbers that I used in Cherry Tree car park and bumped into Debbie a lady I knew...in both senses of the word. Life was getting a little complicated because behind me in the barbers was another of my conquests, busily cutting hair. I steered Debbie out of her sight line and crossed the road into the market place.
We stood and chatted for a while, the result of which was that I promised to go over to her place for dinner at the weekend. As we were about to part Joanna walked up and said hello to Debbie. I was introduced. We all talked some more but then Debbie had to leave. I was free that Wednesday and Joanna seemed to linger longer than one would think on a first meeting, so being the lothario I am I suggested a coffee in the coffee shop in the precinct there.
I have never found any difficulty in talking with women, LL as you now know...and then some as they say! Joanna and I spent the rest of the morning chatting over several coffees and a lunch there. She was quite attractive and some rather large breasts were hidden away under clothing, so it was no hardship.
I asked as we finally left the precinct what she was up to that afternoon. During our lengthy chat I had mentioned my swimming pool. It was July, so pretty warm/hot. Joanna, knowing her request was a bit cheeky asked if she could use my pool that afternoon. Never one to miss a possible opportunity and in my mind viewing her against you LL, it was a no-brainer. She had walked into Dereham, I hadn't as it was five miles away from home. We walked back to my car and drove to my house. The one you knew...once...on the back road.
Once there I showed her around, made some tea and then walked out to the garden and pool. Neither of us had said anything so I was waiting for the inevitable. Sure enough it came. Joanna said she didn't have a swimsuit so intended taking the plunge in her panties and topless. Did I mind?
I left her to it as I went and changed into my swimmers (the latter is term I picked up in Oz on one of my many visits). She was in the water when I returned and sure enough she was topless. What I didn't realise immediately was that she was also 'bottomless, but I found out when I entered the water.
Sex was inevitable and had been the undercurrent all along with both of us. I know she saw me ogling her breasts in the coffee shop and for her part, she sent all the right signals throughout our chat and particularly on the drive back. We managed some mutual fondling in the pool but weren't satisfied with just that, despite the fact I now had a heater for the water,
We climbed out, dried off, Joanna collected her clothes and went inside still stark naked. Upstairs we went into my bedroom. I am not sure you ever visited again in the second half of 2005 LL, but either way you had slept and made love in my bed along with others, unbeknown to you. I think Joanna and more than a few more came after your last stay at my home.
A well worn process followed with Joanna. Before she made it to the bed I held her from behind and fondled and squeezed her boobs. they were certainly a handful and more. Then she took one hand and guided it down to her pussy and had me massage her until she was nice and wet. I kissed her on that erogenous zone just below the ear and she was by then 'gagging' for me to be inside her. She climbed on the bed and opened her legs. From where I was standing I could indeed see she was ready forr me. She was all pink and wet down there. I climbed on the bed between her legs and then to her surprise, I thin, I buried my head in her crotch.
Slow licks through her furrow, her juices on my tongue. Slowly to and fro exploring as I went, 'eating' her pussy with my lips from time to time and keeping it up, nice and slow. Mmmmm's were her response of choice. That is until my tongue touched her clit for the briefest moment. That changed her response to a gasp. Gratifying for me because I knew I was giving her pleasure and also teeing her up for full on sex.
Jo was revelling in what I was doing. Squirming slightly with pleasure, fondling her own breasts and still uttering mmmm's. Then the tip of my tongue stroked her clit. That little appendage responded by becoming erect and Jo responded by moaning and moaning. I stroked and licked faster and and faster. 'Oh, oh ohhhh!' were her next sounds and as I I kept going and going with my tongue faster and more furiously, she suddenly erupted into a full blown orgasm.
Her response was not dissimilar to your own LL, back then when I did the same for you. The rest was different though. Not least because, as you can see, Jo was much younger in her thirties, firmer, fitter and very hungry. Needless to say I followed and we consummated the moment fully. She had me so aroused atht when she came again and I was stil going she told me after that she couldn't believe what I was doing. While she was coming down from that second climax I was still thrusting.
Jo had totally collapsed in a manner of speaking so I had to hold her legs up. I carried on until that very familiar feeling started and I knew I was near the end. I just went faster until I felt the rush. Right around then I seem to have stimulated to Jo to such an extent that she came a second time while I was still inside her. That rarely happened LL, that I carried on after a woman's climax and then they came again several minutes after the first orgasm.
About a half hour later I showed Jo the shower, gave her a towel and left her to it. I wrapped myself in a dressing gown and went downstairs, returning when the shower stopped. Jo was naked when I returned. Her lovely boobs bouncy firmly as she was looking through her clothes. She said she had lost her panties. To which I replied she had lost more than that! We laughed and then I produced them from my gown pocket. I told her they were in the middle of the day room floor, where she had dropped them, if you'll excuse the pun.
A chance meeting LL and we both got layed. That didn't happen often, but it did happen and I'm not including my many hotel encounters here. One last thing. That wasn't the end of our activities that day. It rained in the late afternoon so we watched a film on TV then I cooked and we ate, before I was due to run Jo back to Dereham.
Jo wanted me inside her again. She stripped off in the day room as I did. Standing, we embraced which gave me the pleasure of caressing her body. Then she decided she wanted to 'do it' on my lap. Given I was already fully erect there was no point in wasting it. There we were on that larger couch in the lounge, Jo's pussy rubbing to and fro on my cock and her arms clasped around my neck. Within a few minutes she was wet enough for sex and with a bit of adjustment she docked with me then slid all the way down my length. Pretty much all I had in front of me when she leaned back and started rocking and riding to a fro were her breasts.
They hadn't had the attention they deserved, or at least not as much attention as I wanted to give them. So, with one in each hand I fondled, cupped and squeezed them as Jo rode me furiously. I steered her right breast to my mouth and started sucking on her nipple. She slowed her rocking while we both enjoyed what I was doing. Switching to her left boob, I gave it the same treatment.
That had left my hands free which were now squeezing her buttocks. Back she went to her furious riding and then....well then she came. After regaining most of her breath she rose up off my erection and slumped down beside me on the couch. I stood took her legs, rested them on my shoulders and entered her. This time I didn't 'hang about' I gave her a good hard a fast shag, only stopping when I came.
Sometime after I drove her home. Jo told me her pussy was aching when she came to the house and now it was aching as she left, but there were no complaints.
The phot above, along with others, was taken the following week in the field behind my back garden hedge on the right. In between I had seen you and at least two others. To me you were no longer very special because of your deceit in breaking my trust. By then you were just another lay, LL, and not a very good one at that!
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I've had some 'quickies' in my time, mainly when I was a young man. This was a rare occasion when a brief grabbed moment was very satisfying to both me and the lady above. She and her husband had come over to the ranch. Jan for a ride out and Tom (yes another one) to wait for her and enjoy coffee and a cooked breakfast provided by one of my staff. I left Tom up at the house when Jan and I took the buggy down to the stables.
Tom is large, very large indeed and about five feet six His wife Jan (above) is fit in every sense of the word and a fair bit younger. She liked to ride - he can't. The horse would probably drop down dead if he got on anything smaller than a shire!
As usual when they call in, Tom was left with the food and an old ball game on TV. Jan walked with me to the stables. We rode out way over a few miles until we hit the woods. It was Fall, pretty obvious from the photo I guess, LL. Then we dismounted and tied the horses up. I took both blanket rolls from the saddles. I keep them for impromptu picnics when I'm out riding with someone...usually a woman. then I laid them out. They are just out of shot in this photo.
In the meantime Jan had removed her short coat and started to strip down. I was surprised she wasn't wearing a bra and wondered if Tom had even noticed. Probably not, under the shirt and her coat. As you might surmise LL, Jan had to get her pleasure elsewhere given Tom's state of health and size. Someone had to step into the breach, in a manner of speaking. Which is how we found ourselves arranging these rides. They continue to this day whenever it can be organised.
There's something rather exciting and satisfying having sex outdoors, although Fall is the last season that we can manage it...comfortably.
That day was our first outdoors, hence the reference to a 'quickie'. We didn't want to arouse Tom's curiosity. Jan wasn't backward in coming forward and unlike Tom, I was aroused very quickly. I helped her with her jeans and her panties and then we were on a bed of leaves and two blankets. Jan kept her shirt on but that was no hardship for me. I could hardly lose those great breasts could I.
On her back, legs apart, I 'warmed' her up with my fingers and then I slipped into her and we had our first fuck LL. When she came a few birds flew off from the trees above and one of the horses moved a bit. Jan had moved a lot, thrusting up against me as I came down on her.
I helped her up and the fact is I hadn't come so I had her lean against the nearest tree and took her from behind. This time I came, full on. We cleaned up as best we could. I dressed and rolled the blankets up while Jan put her clothes back on.
After having had sex with me twice, I was aware Jan may not wish to ride immediate so we led the horses for a while before mounting up. Rides of both sorts took place after that encounter in my woods, often with us driving over to my Nantucket home where Tom has never been. He's still unaware and in fact last year he had a by-pass op so he's far from healthy and rarely ventures far. Jan is still married to Tom and through our liaison a far happier woman, she tells me.
Mere coincidence that her husband is Tom, but the similarity did strike me as amusing given his size and that of the short fat man you know LL.
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Dipping back into the more distant past again and a lovely lady called Anna. She allowed me to dip into her in that more distant past on quite a few occasions.
This photo was taken in my newly acquired studio LL. Anna was a newly acquired client via a friend of a friend of a friend. I don't advertise and I don't have a website. There is no need all my clients past and present come (now there's a word) via recommendation. The photo was taken on Anna's second visit and of course I posed this handing the rose to Anna.
The first session was entirely a clothed affair although some lingerie shots were involved toward the end of the session. I think on Anna's part that first session was something of a confidence builder. Making sure despite the recommendation, that she felt comfortable with me. Naturally, I put her at her ease like I do with all my lady clients. Coffee, lots of talking, me being professional etc. It is, however, surprising how many women flirt even on their first visit. I guess I don't look that bad, I'm fit and can talk with anyone easily. maybe that's part of it.
Anna was something of a flirt at that first shoot, so it wasn't too surprising to me when she returned a week later for more photos and this time nude ones. She felt very comfortable with me she had said and so we proceeded including the shot above. Quite a peach of a rear don't you think LL. I certainly did. All the shots were tasteful, nothing intimate.
That came a bout a week later LL at Anna's after a night out. Anna came too...several times!
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Studio shot. Can't say more, so I won't.
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You have seen Freyja before and I think I described in some intimate detail what we did....for each other. If you recall my blog at all, you will know Freyja works for our pharmaceutical company in Denmark.
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I have had more than a few women in Atlanta, some lovely black ladies among them, but Karin was the very first. As they say, I was passing through on my way to Florida and was to catch an early evening flight to Fort Myers.
The flight was cancelled due to a large tropical storm and so a hotel was arranged overnight with a flight organised for the following morning. When I got to the hotel it was fairly busy and so I dumped my carry on in the room assigned to me and headed straight down again for something to eat. I was starving LL, having got off a flight from Gatwick a few hours earlier.
Tables were hard to come by. The place was packed and very busy. I found a two seater and sat down, ordered a Sam Adams (that's a beer to you). I was lucky I thought to get a table and started to look at the menu. While I was I became aware of a woman standing behind me. She was a Delta Airlines crew member from her outfit. She asked if she could share the table, there being none available elsewhere. She was attractive and so I said of course. Even if she had been fat and plain it would have been difficult to refuse that night.
The table was small, probably designed for one originally so when our food came, mine first and then the lady's, pulling our chairs in brought our legs into contact. For my part that was rather nice when you consider she moved them from time to time. Her black pantie hose (tights LL) sliding against my chinos. We talked during our 'OK' dinner and the inevitable subjects were covered. I was English, where did I come from, what was I doing in Atlanta etc etc. I learned that her name was Lydia, she was single and that she lived in believe it not LL, Fort Myers.
After our first drinks we decided to share a bottle of wine and lingered over that, talking long after our meal was finished. The place was slowly emptying and we decided to call it a day. As luck, or perhaps fate, would have it we were on the same floor a few doors apart. It wasn't fate at all of course LL it was Karin's intention to get layed. As she said herself, 'Why not? We are two consenting adults thrown together by the vagaries of the weather.' Needless to say I agreed!
The photo above was taken in color but I have converted this copy to black and white because I like the medium. We stripped off and I was allowed a few photos, which haven't seen the light of day until now, apart that is from the copies I sent Karin. I'm not sure when she did but as she stripped off right down to her pantie hose it seemed she had removed her panties at some stage. I rather like the way she looked like that especially as I had the pleasure of carefully removing her 'tights. Very sexy.
We had sex twice amid moans and shouts from Karin then curled up together and slept. I found I was spooning with her early the following morning and I had a hard on. As she woke up she felt it of course and then...well were were away again one more time. Karin was crewed for a flight to Chicago and I was off to Fort Myers. I haven't seen her since 2006, so I rather value the photos as a memento. I wrote up the notes about Karin after I landed in Florida late that morning.
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A photo of a lovely lady called Claire from Berkshire, just to demonstrate I do photograph women with their clothes on. One of a number of 'friends' who stayed with me in Cannes summer of 2018. I'm sure you can fill in the gaps...I did.
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It's hard to believe that I returned from Florida and you in March of that year, 2004, to find a message on my answerphone from the rather comely lady above. Of course, it didn't come out of the blue. I had known her from work at the bank for quite a while. It seemed my phone number was still on file at my last but one employer. Hence, I received the call although I was surprised.
Coming back home with your deceit on my mind LL, I returned the call to Vicki. I thought why not two can play that game and so Vicki became on the second woman since my wife died that I took to bed. You LL were the first.
I'm glad I did call Vicki back. She knew I was on my own. She had just finished a relationship two months earlier and we both knew each other quite well. We met for coffee, we went to dinner and then we went to bed. I needed to think about my future and Vicki needed some comforting. I guess in different ways we both needed a little consoling. We achieve that through each other's company and some intimate moments.
Vicki's breasts were a delight and so firm after yours, that and not having to withdraw made the prospect of making love to Vicki quite attractive. We enjoyed each other right through until Spring 2006. Not so regularly as weekly, although that was the case to begin with. The longer we were together the more photos I was able to take. This one, above, demonstrates admirably what my hands encircled, fondled and squeezed. Talking of the latter, she always liked me squeezing them hard just as she was about to come, whether that was due to my tongue or my erection.
She rated me a ten, and me, I told her she was also a ten, but since then and subsequent experiences, I reckon she was really a nine😉
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Another suitcase another hall....or rather another hotel another lay. Life can be quite funny sometimes. I had just left you that Monday morning, booked into a hotel prior to meeting someone new the following day (her day off - she was a nurse). Sunday night, you and I had made love or rather we had sex. After you played away I just regarded you as someone to have sex with and not that satisfactorily.
As fate would have it there was a lady who booked in the same afternoon as I did (I had stopped off in Penrith after leaving you). The lady's name was Cathy or Kathy. I'm not sure how she spelled it. She had a meeting the following day and then it was back to London. I told her I had a meeting the following day as well - we had met in the lounge over coffee just the two of us, so we shared our table and got to talking.
The fact I was 'single' grabbed her attention. The fact we were both at a loose end until the next day also grabbed her attention. We couldn't sit in the lounge all afternoon and it was far too early for dinner so she invited me to her room. It didn't take much to progress from there to having sex LL.
Off came her clothes and mine. For some reason she kept the hold-ups on. I couldn't believe my luck. She had a very nice body was very eager to have sex and had a pair of the firmest tits that I had come across up until then. Then being August 2004. She knew I was getting started with photography so she allowed me to take photos of her naked and a few intimate shots as well.
The one above was taken just before I moved around and she opened her legs for what was to be my final shot that afternoon. I shot after that but not photos!!
We had sex in the traditional way to start with and apparently she said the way I had made love to her blew her away, after she had come. After that first time and bearing in mind I was still erect she wanted it from behind leaning on the bed. I obliged and we both came this time. I really gave her a good fucking that second time and managed to last a fair while before I shot my lot into her. After taht cathy said not only did I blow her away again the second time she said it had also nearly blown her brains away. I have to say I was full on with her but she liked me being a bit rough, thrusting had and giving her another orgasm.
We showered lounged around naked, both of us, massaged each other intimately and then decided to have an early dinner so that we could come back and as she put it...have a return match...and we did. I've got to say we both slept like logs that night. In the morning we said our good-bye's and that was the last I ever saw of Cathy. We did email for a while but that faded due to our commitments. Hers being business, mine being other women.
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The year 2006 was a revelation i some ways. Most of my women up to then, but not all, had been those in the UK. The only others were over here in the States. So, when it came to having my first Italian woman in Sorrento it was quite different to what had gone before. Luisa above was the very first.
No qualms about photos either, very few inhibitions and an enthusiasm for sex that would have made your eyes water LL. I was pushed a bit to keep up. We spent three nights together in my hotel room and she would wake me each morning by straddling my legs and starting to suck on me until was fully erect. Then she would lower herself onto me a ride her way to a full on climax.
She would roll off onto her back panting with exertion and passion for wanting me to take her again almost immediately. I obliged of course. It was lovely. She had a generous pussy that accommodated me nicely and a generous attitude to sex. Hot-blooded, I guess. Those three nights and morning seem to have been one long heavenly episode of wallowing in her juices while inside her and entwined bodies and had nipples. She lived in Rome. Three months later we met up there and she took me to her home and almost wore me out again!
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Not the first German women I layed, but certainly one that I recall from back then more clearly than the others. I guess that's because she was so good in bed and so attractive. This shot was taken in a hotel room in Munich just before we made love. It was raining outside. It was an afternoon and we were both footloose and fancy free. Her name was/is Monika.
The number of encounters that have had and enjoyed a re quite numerous and not included in the 'six hundred' plus. Monika was one such. Luckily, she spoke far better English than my limited German otherwise I doubt we would ever have gotten to enjoy each other's bodies. As it was we did and again that night. I left in the morning as did Monika, but we enjoyed it (the sex) so much we met up again for several times over the next eighteen months. Obviously we spent more time together both in Germany and also in London as my guest. I have no frontal photos of her as she wouldn't allow me any. I have face shots of course when we were out and about.
See that shot above now and thinking of how my hands gripped that butt of hers brings back some great memories.
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Talking of memories, this lady was the one who truly got me back in the saddle...horse riding that is! Her name is Amy and I met her when I was touring all over the country in 2007. I have a great photo of her from the front but then her face would be on here and I rarely show faces in my blogs LL.
I stayed at her ranch come bed and breakfast for four days...and three nights. She got me back in the saddle and I did the same for her several times. I haven't been out there to Montana for nearly two years, but intend doing so next year. Amy is heading up my visits there. I will also be visiting Wyoming.
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Norfolk 2005
One finally shot of a lady wanting a good licking, which is why she is in this position on her bed. The location is Hingham and the lady is Charlotte.
We first met in January of 2005, but this shot was taken much later in June on one of my small camera's. Charlotte was known to me prior to our ending where we did in her bed one cold frosty day in January. She is the daughter of a couple who I once looked after as clients. We bumped into each other in Norwich in of all places John Lewis's and decided to have a coffee and catch up. Charlotte didn't know I had lost my wife to cancer, nor did she know I was running my own businesses.
For her part she had taken over running her parent's business so we shared some thoughts of being relatively fresh to the fray of being business owners. Charlotte back then was in her mid thirties with little time for relationships, but in me she found a kindred spirit. That is someone else apparently in the same position. I say apparently because I didn't work anywhere near as hard as she did, but I didn't let on. My time outside the time I spent on business matter was on 'other activities'.
When Charlotte suggested going out one evening I agreed. Why wouldn't I? I knew her quite well, she was attractive and shapely, intelligent and good company. I suppose you LL would have called her 'posh'. In a way she was. Certainly way out/above of your social stratum.
She was a focussed and serious lady, but it seemed that I made her laugh and relax so after our first dinner out and my driving her home, it was no surprise when she invited me in. What was a bit of a surprise was that she wante to go to bed almost immediate...so we did.
As I said earlier the photo above was taken a lot later in June when we had been enjoying a relationship for about sisx months. We both knew what turned each other on and so the licking always formed a precursor to penetrative sex...hence the photo. She had pretty firm breasts as well as a very accommodating pussy as well LL.
I could run you through one of our 'sessions', but I'm sure you have sufficient imagination to know what took place. All while you thought you had fooled me. Sorry (not really) but it was you that was fooled...well and truly!
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I thought I would post a small section of a video of a lady I knew whilst still with you. Her name is Jenny and back in 2005 she lived Hexham.
You can imagine what you will and it will probably be spot on LL.
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Have a nice day ma'am
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