For LL in the UK
Time to revisit more of my ladies LL. In some cases, I have literally hundreds of shots of the women I have photographed and indeed been close and very close to. Consequently, it isn’t difficult for me to conjure up these blogs, which are entirely for your edification and to inform you. The informing is of course to let you know that I really didn’t need you as much as I let you believe, especially once you ‘strayed’. After we parted I felt the world was my oyster and I went on to explore it fully.
That led me to meeting many women.
Those shown below are largely all women you have seen before LL but without the benefit of my narrative. I love black and white, so there are a fair few in that mode.
Kendal June 2004
I was due in Preston on the Tuesday to meet a 'date'. We the Preston lady and I had been chatting ever since your revelation in March of that year. Rather than stay in Preston on the Monday night I decided to stay in a small place in Kendal. After all, I had left you that Monday morning LL, popped in on a 'friend; in Penrith for coffee and a bit of servicing, and would have then had to stay somewhere to meet the Preston lady on the Tuesday.
So it was I found myself in this small hotel in Kendal along with two couples and the woman above. It was quite funny in fact. I decided to eat in their small restaurant that evening having been out and about exploring the area a little. Six people all seated more or less at the same time. One older couple, one middle aged couple, me and Janine, above.
It was June, the evenings were light of course, and it was reasonably mild. I turned up in a shirt and smart trousers and Janine arrived last in a figure hugging summer dress. It was one of those places where the meal was served more or less at a set time. Bit old fashioned, but there you go. There we were all seated. The elderly couple had their meal served first and they got stuck in. Then the middle aged couple were next.
That left me and the lady I came to know as Janine. She was seated at the next table. A small aside here LL. 'Came' and 'know' were to be words that were very appropriate later that evening. Eventually, Janine and I were served. Then things panned out as follows. The elderly couple finished their meal and left, followed about ten minutes later by the middle aged pair. Janine and I looked at each other, smiled, then started talking.
We finished our meal and went to get a drink at what passed for a bar, but it was closed. At that point I suggested a pub and so we walked out and after about ten minutes found one that suited us both. We spent about an hour there when Janine suggested we go back to the hotel and maybe watch some TV together. We both knew what that meant, even though it was left unsaid.
Janine had been last to book in and had been given a room on the third floor, one above mine. I followed her up, watching the sway of her backside all the way. We entered her room. She turned the TV on and then switched it to a radio station. Having done that she went into the bathroom with her parting words being, 'I hope you ready for me when I come back'. I was.
Janine returned. I was on the bed propped up against the headboard. She was wearing a slip, that hid nothing in her groin area. I was pleased to see it was devoid of pubic hair. I held my camera up silently and she nodded, which I took as a yes. I took a number of shots as she first removed the straps of her slip then revealed her breasts, all the way to fully naked. I swung my legs off the bed and stood. Then I removed my underpants and out popped an almost fully primed and very interested member
We didn't discuss how we were going to 'do it'. We went straight into an embrace, kissing and frantically, in a way, using our hands to caress each other. There was little doubt Janine was hungry in the only way possible at that point. Her fulsome tits were so firm that when she embraced me, the rest of her didn’t follow LL. Then there were her nipples. They looked great. Her body was warm, the weather was warm and it wasn't only her breasts that were hard against me. Her groin was as well.
The way we were standing, my erection was pointing skyward and hard against her lower tummy. She broke from kissing, placed her arms around my neck and adjusted herself so my cock was right up against her puss...in the clit area at the front. She moved up and down rapidly against my erection rubbing her clit and causing her pussy to one, get wet and two, start her moaning. She was making me head somewhere that I wanted to save myself for.
At that point I wondered if she had ever had a man eat her pussy. There was only one way to find out, before her moans became cries. I pushed her gently onto the end of the bed, her legs still dangling over the edge and those boobs of hers, LL, still standing proud even laying on her back. I knelt on the floor and placed my head between her legs. Janine obligingly lifted her legs up and apart and I started licking and 'eating' her pussy. The answer was that she had never been pleasured in this way and thought it was , in her words, wonderful.
When my attention moved upward to her clit she couldn't believe what was happening to her. She undoubtedly loved it as she was bucking all over the place on the bed and then she came, accompanied by the usual Oh, oh Ohhhh!! I stood, held her legs briefly and then she took them right up and back. What flexibility. She was one of the earliest women I had seen place their legs all the way back so that her feet were pretty much in line with her ears.
Given the position Janine was, there was only one way to go, into that wet and dilated pussy. I steered myself to her entrance and slipped in surprisingly easily, even though she had a rather nice tight pussy. The younger women win out every time in that respect LL. I started out with shallow thrusts as I know a lot of women like that. The sensation of my 'hood' stimulating them as it nearly came out each time. Then slowly going deeper...but slowly, until I sensed Janine wanted something a bit faster and a bit firmer. I gave her what she wanted and the juices flowed in response. Again and again I was coming down on her. The bed was making some noise now. Whether the other guests could hear us mattered not at that moment.
Janine came right when I gave her lovely tits a last hard squeeze, followed rapidly by my surging forth and spurting all I had into her. I felt her pussy cramping against me, lovely. Then I withdrew, she lowered her legs and I leaned over and sucked her boobs then we cleaned up and snuggled under the covers. I remember, from my notes, that it was barely nine in the evening. After a little time we sat up in bed and put the TV on a visual station. Sitting there with Janine’s boobs right alongside I couldn’t resist the occasionally gentle fondle and she liked it, so I wasn’t discouraged.
Come eleven we decided it was perhaps time to sleep. We put the lights out but I sensed Jan wanted something more. Next thing was she had straddled me LL and enclosed her mouth around my cock. It didn’t take long for me to rise from the ‘dead’ and she started to use my tip on her pussy until it was ready. Then she guided me in and started riding me like hell. I grabbed her boobs and in time we both came again. Then we slept, in each other’s arms.
Breakfast came. We shared a table and didn’t worry about what the other guests thought. Then we both had to go. Me to Preston and Janine to Carlisle, which meant that we were going to see each other again. We did, three or four times when Janine was visiting the latter on one of her business trips and I was free as well. We decided the Premier Inn at Carlton was best. Funny in a way, as that was where you first got laid by me. Quiet poetic in a way.
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Preston June 2004
I'd had to wait before I was able to meet Julia in Preston, mainly as she had taken a vacation in the early part of the month. I arrived in the town late morning the day after I said goodbye to Janine. Found a place for coffee and a snack and waited on Julia and her text to say she had left work. She finished at two in the afternoon and sure enough shortly after she arrived at our arranged meeting point in the town. She was just as lovely as her photos online.
I probably would have never visited most of the towns in the UK that I did LL, if it hadn’t been for you going behind my back and playing away. I would never have restarted chatting to women online and I most certainly would not have met them, as I did.....almost in droves. As I said some women literally threw themselves at me and Julia was to prove to be one such woman, although I had no inkling when I met her in the flesh that afternoon.
We had been talking, phoning since late March 2004. I had adopted what might best be called a scattergun approach to the women online. That is I contacted as many as I could that took my eye. Julia was an early one to surface from that approach. having talked for quite a while, she seemed happy enough with me to invite me to stay at her place. No hotel thank goodness. We pottered around in town for a bit. She needed to do some shopping and then we headed to her house, another small terraced place.
She let us in. I carried the shopping and put it on the counter in her kitchen at the back of the house. I had also carried in my second overnight bag. The one you never saw in the trunk o my car. Julia led me upstairs. She was slim and as far as I could make out from her jeans and top, shapely. She certainly had good sized breasts, that was fairly obvious. When we reached the top of the stairs it was clear that there were only two bedrooms and a bathroom. Julia indicated I could drop my bag in the second bedroom which I did. I then came out to find her. She was in her bedroom removing her jeans with the door wide open, so I stood there while I was guessing she changed.
That was not the plan at all. She took her top off then her bra and that was it LL, I joined her having been readily aroused by the sight of her body. Off came her panties and my underwear. She walked up to me took my erection in hand and leaned forward to kiss. Somehow, surprise, surprise, my hands found themselves on her breasts. Warm soft and a generous two handfuls with perky nipples pressed against the palms of my hands LL. At least they were for a while.
Julia's hands were working me to a state of complete rigidness. Then she opened her legs like the entrance to tent. Just the right angle I was all for placing my erection between them, but she took my right hand of her left boob and placed it on her pussy. As she guided me down there I my hand brushed her small collection of pubic hair.
Then, having been guided there my hand found a somewhat swollen and partially open wet and warm pussy. I massaged, she massaged. I found her clit and rubbed. She let go of me down there and lay back on the bed, legs wide apart. I buried my head between them. Julia knew what was coming (apart from herself) and was undoubtedly more 'worldly' than some of the women I have laid LL. She loved it. You could say she lapped it up, but maybe it was me that was doing the lapping. One thing that surprised me was how readily her pussy dilated and how wide it was when it had. I could have gotten three fingers in there with no trouble, but I left most of the work to my tongue and one finger, until she came.
Her coming was quite interesting - her cramping almost made her sit bolt upright, but not quite. Quite a reaction. Then she was on her back legs up and arms out welcoming toward her and that triangle of hair she sported. Slipping in was the easiest I had known at that point in time LL and she could take me fully, widthways and length ways. We enjoyed some leisurely thrusting and when I say that it went on for some time. None of what I usually get from some women, a need for me to go for it hard and fast. This was pure pleasure without the climax interrupting us.
That continued for a while as I said. Then Julia wanted me to enter her from behind. I stood, she adopted the position and off we went more gentle fucking. Once or twice I gripped her hips and pulled her onto me bu most of the time she made all the movements to and fro. Juices flowed from her and I was weeping semen. We were both sticky.
Eventually I rolled her over onto her back, held one leg up (hers of course) fondled and squeezed her great breasts, tweaked her nipples and fucked much harder and faster. Her hand was rubbing her own clit as I did and she made her self come just before I ejaculated at length. As I did she came a second time. That generous pussy suddenly clamped again and again around my erection, tight as a drum.
Julia as you might guess loved her sex, plus when I met her she told me that she gone without the real thing for some months. I asked her whether I had satisfied her need and she replied '...and then some'. Not her exact words but conveying the same meaning. The rest of my stay involved more sex - twice that night and three times on the Wednesday morning.
Julia had to go to work that Wednesday morning and I needed to go home. Strangely, or perhaps not so strangely, she didn't want me to go. I was 'allowed' to on the proviso I came back. Her parting words were 'where did you learn to make love like that'. My response was a smile. Her parting action apart from kissing me was to give me her spare house key. Along with others I kept it in my change box in the Lexus LL.
Of course I returned, who wouldn't when I women like Julia wanted me back, again and again. I was extremely busy from thereon in with the women in my life. It put miles on the clock and not only that of my car.
The photo was taken in July 2004 after a fairly athletic morning on her day off. Check out the bed clothes LL.
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Norwich May 2005
The photo was a little daring in that it was taken in an office building I owned in Norwich and opposite I think one of the larger banks in the city, at the time. Thankfully, it was the weekend otherwise it might have been quite a 'show' for them. Also I had just had it redecorated prior to offering the various rooms up for rental. (It brought in a fine income, incidentally - I told you I didn't tell you everything!)
I guess with the younger women who liked me their hormones must have ben raging, as I often found they couldn't wait to be bedded. So it was with Emma. She was quite straight with me when Chrissie introduced her to me, saying it was for the sole reason that I have mentioned. Emma told me that my 'reputation' went before me - my words not hers. After moving on but not quite leaving you LL, nothing much surprised me with some women.
I had Chrissie about a month before for the first time, almost a birthday present but not quite. We knew each other from my time with the insurance company. She worked for a broker I audited and so did Emma above. Obviously I had left by 2005 as you know. It was by pure chance that I bumped into Chrissie on the train from Norwich to London. She was on a business visit to her company's HQ and I was on my way to view two apartments in Docklands. We agreed to text each other when we were free and meet for lunch. Emma was going to the City and I wasn't going to be too far away.
Talking, lunching and exchanging cell numbers proved to be the trigger for something else altogether. We decided to meet for dinner that coming weekend and then she came home with me where of course we slept together. Chrissie told me that having sex with me was the best she had experienced. For my part she was a lovely lay. Full on participation by her, long legs and boobs that fitted my large hands just the right amount.
We became 'regulars'. There was no way things would be a permanent relationship due to our age difference. Instead it was a case of whenever she wanted to get laid. I didn't need to call on her of course LL, as I had more than enough alternatives in my 'stable' A stallion and his mares, you might say.
All of which brings me to the first meeting with Emma on that Sunday in May 2005. As I said she was up front, in more ways than one, about the fact she wanted to have sex with me. It was my idea to meet in my empty office building, although the plan was to have a pub lunch then spend the afternoon at my place. It turned out her need was more pressing than that. We ended up on the second floor where there were a couple of chairs I had left/put there for the decorators. One on wheels and the other an old armchair.
As soon as we had climbed up through the building and reached the room above, Emma stripped her skirt and top off, saying she couldn't wait. What lay beneath was her undies and a camisole. Emma didn't waste further time. As I was removing my trousers she took her panties off, slipped the straps of her camisole over her shoulders and then removed her bra. That was when she sat on the window sill while I removed my underwear.
Emma was young, skin like silk and possessed of firm perky breasts. Combine that with a pretty good figure and nice slim long legs and I had no problem rising to the occasion. I remember we moved to the back off the room away from the windows. She sat in the armchair, legs apart and perched up high on the arms of the chair. Thus, of course, her pussy was fully on display and accessible. As I stood before her she looked at me and smiled then looked down at my erection, right around the time I looked at her pussy. I was rigid, her lips were apart like those of the petals of a flower and she was oozing a little.
I had no doubt she was really horny. I had planned to give her the tongue treatment but that had to wait as I leaned over her and she guided me inside that warm slickly liquid place. Her pussy was a little tight, after all she was only just over thirty, but with care I entered without hurting her. Then we were away, slowly, slowly, in, out, hands on those perky boobs. A little rotation with my erection, exploring, pleasuring....lots of mmm’s from Emma. Of course she wanted to come, but I am not a a wham, bam and thank you ma’am sort of guy as you once knew LL.
I continued until she asked me to ‘do it faster’, so I did faster and faster. Emma was panting and she said her legs ached in that ungainly position. I withdrew LL. Then she stood. I told her to bend over and grab the arms of the chair. She did as she was told and arched her back so her pussy was right where it needed to be. Her legs apart again, I entered here, easily this time and then I fucked her fast and hard. I even slapped her cute bottom several times. As I was thrusting Emma began moaning, gasping, panting. A woman on the edge in my book. I leaned over her nice body took her left tit in my left hand and squeezed repeatedly. My right went down her front to her pussy. I rubbed her clit again and again and then she surged upward and came.
I was still inside her and felt her come, felt her pussy tighten and almost squeeze my cock. That spurred me on I continued thrusting until I came, unloading myself into her. Emma stayed leaning over the chair after I withdrew still panting, then she stood upright turned around and hugged me and kissed me. He slim young body held hard against mine. We stayed that way for several minutes until she asked where the toilet was so she could clean upon a bit. She sure was rather wet down there LL.
When Emma reappeared she had put her panties back on but was still topless. As she turned away from me to start dressing I wrapped my hands around her kissed her neck and gently fondled her breasts. I wasn’t going to let an opportunity like that pass me by. Emma liked it. Even her nipples started to harden again, but my cleaning up and lunch called.
I put things back where they were before arrived and then we left for some lunch. After that she wanted to head to my home with me. The reason? She wanted more of me. Simple as that. When we got home to my place, I took her on a little tour of the place, garden, pool and the surrounding area. She asked me if I had ever had a woman outdoors in the garden or in the fields the other side of the hedges. Emma was nothing if not forthright. I told her that would be telling. After a about an hour or so she asked me to make love to her again. This time we planned to do it in more comfort on my king sized bed.
We retired to the bedroom. I locked the doors to the house as one of my neighbours had a habit of calling unannounced and wandering into the kitchen. The last thing I needed was for her to hear a women in the throes of coming. Again Emma didn't hang about and stripped naked before I did. Then she threw herself on the bed and lay there waiting for me. By now it was getting on for six hours since we made love in Norwich so I was fairly confident I could perform again.
Emma started off with one leg coyly crooked over her pussy, but when I stood at the end of the bed full on proud, she parted her legs to either side of the bed. This time I buried my head between those lithe legs/thighs and headed straight for her pleasure spot. Deploying my tongue along her furrow it son responded by opening up and becoming wet. I moved on to her clitoris and started stroking it. At first it was hardly there, but Emma was uttering quite a few mmm’s so I guess she was enjoying it. The more I stroked it the more erect her clit became, until it was at its very small but very erect state.
Now she was moaning LL, and you know what that means - she was in the initial stages of heading for her climax. That came surprisingly quickly, shortly afterward. Even today, I can see her on that same bed that I fucked you on more than a few times, bucking upward and writhing all over the place as her orgasm erupted. Emma finally calmed down but was still breathing fast and looked really flushed when I entered her LL. I thrust quickly. Her coming as she did had really aroused me and I wanted her badly. Passion took over.
Her legs wide and pulled right buck I rode her like a stallion forcefully, quickly and full on thrusts. She was more than moaning this time. Her face was screwed up ina great frown her mouth wide open more often than it was closed and her boobs bouncing around on her torso as I thrust faster and faster. To my surprise she came again …before I did. Juices flowed from her pussy like someone had turned a tap on. Then I felt myself getting even bigger inside her - a precursor to my ejaculation. Emma gasped, 'Oh my God!'
Two things happened. Firstly I came and then simultaneously, Emma started another orgasm followed by another. A multiple climax for her. Her body was racked with her spasms and for a moment I wondered if she would stop but she did. During all of this her eyes momentarily rolled up into her. Le petite morts, once again.
To say she was 'satisfied' is an understatement. She told me that my lovemaking was fantastic and that she had never experienced anything like it LL. That wasn't the end of our occasional liaisons...or should I say afternoons and night of delicious sex.
You were right many moons ago when you said that if you allowed me back in your house I would get you back in bed and that would be that. You may still have vague memory of what you have been missing all these years and that is the sex, let alone the life style.
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Holt, Norfolk 2006
A short time after we parted LL I met A rather classy lady called Davina. One of my friends from my banking days was a Crown Court judge who held frequent dinner parties which is where I met this lovely woman LL. What a difference between you are her! Not just physically either, she is intelligent socially aware and socially skilled, whether that be in the niceties of manners or with people.
On the evening I was seated next to her, or as John the judge said ‘paired up’, I was surprised at how attractive she was and indeed still is. I was even more surprised when she showed genuine interest in me, not the feigned interest some people show in another. I found her to be equally as interesting and good company. I seem to remember, as usual, getting away from John’s house on the edge of Norwich close to midnight along with Davina. We said goodnight, I received a kiss on the cheek and an arm partly round my waist...and her telephone number. I hastily wrote mine on the back of one of my old business cards.
I thought we might meet again but that night I only had hitting the sack in mind. I drove home, slept and then the following morning Davina called and we talked for a while and she suggested lunch. I agreed - it was going to be nice to see her again LL. As I said so different to you - chalk and cheese came to mind - and she didn’t want me to jump into bed with her at the drop of a hat.
I didn’t mind women who wanted that. In fact, I thoroughly enjoyed the variety it brought with it, but it was refreshing to meet someone a little more circumspect. Anyhow, I agreed to lunch and drove to Holt where she met me in the car park in the middle of town. I am sure you don't know Holt at all - I never took you there. It is a rather classy small market town toward the north Norfolk coast where many people have second homes. Davina was divorced and lived close by. She had a second home but that was in London. The reverse of most people there.
We met three more times after that lunch and on the fourth Davina invited me to her home. It was approached over a long drive between mature trees - remind you of my old place LL? I had been told to go straight in and call out when I arrived as Davian said she could be anywhere. I did as instructed. A voice called me from upstairs and said for me to go up. When I reached the top of the rather grand stairway and hovered on the galleried landing I called out again. I heard her voice say, 'I'm in here'. It was her bedroom and some under clothes, bra and panties were evident on the bed.
I still couldn't see her until she said come in... from what appeared the bathroom. I had my camera in hand as always I walked in and the sound of moving water pre-warned me that she was undoubtedly in the bath. She was as you can see and obviously not shy of the fact that she was naked. 'When I said come in I meant in here with me', she had said, even before a hello. I didn't hesitate at an invitation like that LL. I stripped off and joined her at the other end of that generous sized tub. Not a bad way to spend the first visit to her home.
It was then I saw and experienced the mischievous side of Davina. First of all we let some water out then topped it up with hot and she lathered up some bath lotion in her hands. First placing some on my nose then on my head. The sort of stuff kids do in a bath. Then she shuffled toward me her legs either side of mine and we kissed. Her hand found my cock which, unsurprisingly, was erect and I had the pleasure of lathering those wonderful breasts of hers.
It was but a small step from there to her bed, both literally and figuratively. We made love twice. Not the first upper class women I had made love to LL, but certainly in the first half dozen. When it comes (an appropriate word!) to sex, and a women laying back expecting to be satisfied, there is no difference between a sophisticated woman like Davina or some of the more or less working class lasses I laid in your neck of the woods.
In more ways than one, sex is a great leveller LL. So it was with Davina when we started making love. Gone was the sophistication, gone was any sense of demureness and gone were any inhibitions. Davina lay there with open arms and open legs. A wet pussy was on display and her 'petals' were were open just like a flower awaiting pollination. I knelt between those legs and those warm thighs. Davina took my erection and used my tip to arouse her clitoris, rubbing it faster and fast while I took her near perfect breasts in hand and fondled and squeezed.
In time, she made herself come with the assistance of my erection. I squeezed her tits real hard as she reached her point of no return and she bucked upward. Then her legs came down and around me gripping hard as she spasmed. When she stopped her legs dropped away from me and she lay back panting. Her breasts were heaving very sexily. I watched them and her then guided myself into her very wet and open pussy.
Her legs came up again. She held them, while thrusted. Occasionally, I leaned right over and sucked her boobs ll. Boy, were they nice and firm and her nipples hard and erect. I was going to say I still re member them, but I can hardly forget as I was handling them just one year ago in London.
I thrust hard, she asked me to. That way I came down on her clit hard and that kept her well aroused she told me after. The constant pounding onto it at a faster and faster rate had brought about her second orgasm. This time, I didn't let her clamp or lower her legs, but held them apart myself until I came. I must have been saving myself I reckon, because my notes tell me I was spurting for quite a bit, so much so that the sophisticated lady beneath me asked that my last burst be over her breasts. In fact she tried to catch it with her mouth in the end LL.
Just goes to show, you never can tell with women. I never for a moment thought she would have liked me coming over her boobs and in her mouth, but she did. We or rather she cleaned up a bit in the bathroom . It was a real pleasure watching her walk away naked and then return in the same state. Lovely hip movement as I recall.
We lay on the bed side by side talking and gently caressing for some time. I guess I did most of the caressing. That is until Davina decided I might have 'recovered' enough to be able to perform again. A hand, some stroking and I had arisen yet again LL. This time pointing toward the ceiling, not the bed. Davina sat astride me. I never tire of this position with the woman on top, as it leaves my hands free LL. What she indulged in then was what you might call 'pole' dancing with me providing the pole! Up and down she went, up and down went her breasts. For a while I was squeezing her butt as she slid up and down on me but the urge to handle her boobs took over and I fondled and squeezed Them. They were firm, easily large enough for my hands with a little left over.
Pushing them up as I squeezed gave me a visual lift as well as the physical one of having them under my hands. Davina was running out of 'puff' but not her enthusiasm for reaching a climax. She stopped her up and down motion and started riding to and fro on me, on my pubic bone. I knew what she was doing....rubbing her clit hard against me. I looked at her, her shape, her curves and her lovely tits. AS she rocked faster and faster I gave them both one final hard squeeze and she came.
Collapsing on me panting hard, I felt her experiencing her orgasm because we were tummy to tummy, her boobs spread very nicely across my chest. I was still inside her and rather than let her slide off I held her buttocks and her in place. All of that had made me swell to my maximum size and Davina could feel it.
Eventually I let her go and she rolled off beside me and then looked at my erection. 'You didn't come,' she said. My reply was 'No, but I intend to' and then told her to kneel on the bed as I stood behind her. I wasn't sure LL if she would manage a third time, but she was happy for me to fuck her to the point that I could come. I couldn’t believe LL that the sophisticated woman that had as a companion at John’s dinner party was the same woman who was now doing my bidding by kneeling on her bed, arse in the air and her pussy wide open ready to receive me...but she was.
I entered her, easily. I slipped right in. In among her juices and her velvety insides. The sensation with me now in control was great. I started gently enough and slid in and out getting pleasure from my actions and from Davila’s utterances, I knew I was giving pleasure as well.
The comes a time when one needs to come and I could feel my cock getting more and more sensitive and the inevitable feeling building deep in my groin. I also grew thicker inside Davina. She told me she wanted me to go faster. I really didn’t think she would come again but as I went faster and faster she made all the noises that told me she was close to coming. That made me head in the same direction and destination. One that we both arrived at simultaneously. There is something very beautiful about coming at the same time and Davina experienced it with me for the very first time in her sexual life.
We continued to see each other until Ash arrived on the scene and kept in touch over the years LL. then after Ash died we met up again in London and have renewed our relationship. Davina never remarried and she understands that I won’t marry again...and the reasons (mainly, but not wholly financial).
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Norfolk - My home November 2004
Having, as it were, tapped into a number of younger women through various work connections, the internet and not least my barbers, one lady seemed to lead to another LL. What started out with you might well have lasted if you hadn't cheated on me, but after that and a slow start in April 2004, I was by November on quite a roll.
Having laid a number of women who I had worked with in the three offices I had previously worked from and then the insurance company, their talk and gossip/chatter among other women they knew led to more than a few contacting me in various ways. Quite often it would be because I had bumped into one of my lovers in the City while they were out with their friends. It was those friends that came onto me/contacted me in various ways. In fact I took to carrying some 'cards' I printed off on my computer.
These paper cards I slipped to those that showed interest and I rather fancied. The reason they came onto me. Simple - they had heard of my prowess with their friends. That sounds pretty immodest of me but the fact is it was true and they nearly always told me so.
Now we come to Charlotte. She took a slip from me when I met Jenny in Norwich during her lunch hour. Jenny had been promoted since I had last seen her and she was quite eager to tell me. Charlotte was with her and asked Jenny if I was the man Jenny had meant. The latter told it was. As she stood slightly behind Jenny as we talked I knew she was interested, from her eyes and the way she licked her lips and smoothed her coat around her hips. I needed no further indication and as we all parted I held out my hand so she would shake it, at he same time palming my details to her.
That wasn't the first time I had used that method with women I met in my neck of the woods, nor was it the last. Often the exploits between me and the various women cascaded. That is one woman led to another and then another, and another. I was a very busy guy LL...very busy. Charlotte called me on the cell phone reserved for such affairs and we organised a meet. I knew what she wanted and she conveyed the same thought without actually saying so.
On the Thursday afternoon she turned up at my home, as we had arranged. It was ideal for such liaisons as you are well aware LL. Charlotte was already frisky when she arrived and told me she 'wanted to get down to it', straightaway. I wasn't sure what she had been told, but I was happy to comply. I made tea for her and coffee for me and then we went upstairs, along that long landing, into the bedroom and shut the door.
I started to unbutton my shirt and remove it, Then I took my socks off. I sipped my coffee, Charlotte sipped her tea. She took jeans off, then removed her top, while I lined my camera up for several shots, including the one above. She was wearing holdups under those jeans, but no bra. As she sat on the dressing table stool she removed her jumper to reveal her young and relatively small tits. What she lacked there, she made up for with her other curves. Nice hips and a great butt, LL.
I had swallowed about half of my mug of coffee when she stood and walked over, wearing just her panties. She knelt before me like a supplicant and undid my trousers, then the zipper and pulled everything down. I was now naked and she was holding my erection that had just popped out of the confines of my underwear. I won't repeat what she said, but she wrapped her mouth around my cock and started licking and sucking. Then she took the whole of me all the way into her mouth and throat. Wow! That was really sexy LL - it was like being inside her.
She didn't want me to come right then , neither did I, so she stopped and stood up, swiftly removing her panties and laying back on the bed, legs apart and small trimmed triangle of pubic hair pointing toward my destination. She wanted what she gave me by way of a thank you and I was happy to oblige. I knelt before her LL, licked and stroked her into a frenzy. She was writhing her legs flailing about as I worked my magic on her clit, right up to when she came and a little beyond. She didn't expect...the little beyond and it made her come again.
While that was happening and she was moaning her head off I stood and inserted my erection into her, going very deep straight away. Her legs were wide and so were her eyes. The expression on Charlottes face was akin to a look of shock and horror but in fact it was really one of surprise and sexual shock and my going straight in and staying there while her last orgasm retreated.
I felt myself expanding to the point I was fully locked and cocked, to coin an expression. Charlotte looked up at me and said 'That is nice, very nice, now give me you best shot'. She could coin a phrase too! I started thrusting slowly, sliding in and out beautifully. I took her small breasts in hand and fondled them. Tweaking her nipples until they were erect. Then leaning right over her between her legs which were pointed skyward, and sucking each of her tits in turn. She liked that too.
I moved into 'second gear' and the pace was such now that Charlotte was enjoying it but alternating her mmm's with moans. I like to control a woman's climax and its timing if I can and it seemed that Charlie appreciated the way I was making love to her. Just the way you appreciated it LL. Of course if passion takes over then things move along under their own agenda as it did that day with her. She was thrusting up to meet me, she was so 'hungry'.
Her urgency transmitted itself to me and quite quickly we were thumping into each other again and again. Charlotte used her hand to rub her clit as I thrust then her head went back, her eyes rolled up into her head so that only the whites of them showed and … she came.
I didn't.
I watched her come down from her 'high'. After she had she could see I was still very much erect. At that point I wasn't sure what she was thinking but I hadn't finished, of course. I suggested she go on top but she said she wasn't sure she had the energy, so she invited me to take her from behind as she felt it was 'unfair' that I hadn't come as well.
Charlotte knelt on the bed and presented her rear and her pussy to me. No difficulty in entering her and she iked the feeling. She said I was touching her in parts that hadn't been touched. I was standing, she was on the bed. Head down, arse in the air as I thrust. For me there was a certain urgency. Having this younger woman under me, feeling her skin inside and out and viewing her curves all combined to have me feeling quite rampant. I hit her firmly with each thrust LL. No slow stuff just fast and furious. In out,in out, as fast as I could. Moans from Charlie became cries and whimpers. I made her come again....and how that last time LL.
I guess it was my pounding and the fact I had reached around and rubbed her clit non-stop. Naturally, very naturally, I came inside her and she loved it. At least that was what she told me afterward. She also said I was everything she had been led to believe....by her friend, although she didn’t mention her, as such.
Charlie, like others I had during my time living in Norfolk, came back for more. On one occasion she called when I was on my way out. I did have to go too. I had an appointment in Norwich with my lawyer. My notes tell me that this was late May 2005. Charlie was in a light summery dress. I let her in and explained I was on my way out. She told me she had been passing and thought she would pop in on the off chance.
Then Charle flung her arms around my neck and kissed me. Breathless after that clinch she stood back lifted her dress and removed her panties, then did the same with the top of her dress. Slipping the shoulder straps off and lowering it to her waist. We were still in my hallway. Her words made me smile at the time and make me smile now. She said, 'Time for a 'quickie''. It wasn't a question, but a statement. She was quite easily aroused and also quite a sexual young woman. How could I resist.
We made it to the couch in the day room. I pulled her dress up around her waist as she lay back on the couch and then I undid my trousers and lowered them along with my underwear. Some stroking of her pussy with my right hand and squeezing of her breasts with my left while she worked on my erection and soon we were conjoined and as they say 'at it'. Neither of bothered with being slow or taking our time. Her need was immediate and mine...well I was always ready, and if the opportunity arose...I arose.
egs in the air and my coming down firmly on her pussy and in particular her clit, soon had her flushed in the face and moaning as she headed inexorably toward her climax. She arrived LL and so did I. A quick clean up and we both headed off in our separate cars. that wasn’t the last time she sought a quickie though but I asked her to call the next time, in order to avoid disappointment, as I told her. The real reason was altogether different and I am sure you can guess what it was. One has to manage one’s liaisons, after all.
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Hoxne, Suffolk 2005
(It is pronounced as in 'Hockney')
Deborah was pretty much the first of what you might call my classier women, although you wouldn't have thought so when she got down to things.
Back in 2006 some introductions, in fact many, led to others LL and one thing led to another. You could say I also moved a little upmarket at the same time. No longer seeking my pleasure through the internet, instead coming from entirely different sources and of course coming. In the year and eight months before that many but not all were women who were willing and in the main pretty ordinary, class wise. that isn’t to say they weren’t attractive, just ordinary and in some cases working class.
Once my photography developed - excuse the pun - the type of woman that entered my life improved a fair bit. Intellectual equals in many cases, middle class in most that first year after you and a sprinkling of upper class ladies. Some were even titled. Now, that was a long way from you and your ways. I recall thinking the first time I set foot in your home back in 2003, that things needed improving and I didn’t mean the house. At that back of my mind I also thought that it probably wouldn’t happen, given that you were pretty set in your ways...and I was right. However, I was very fond of you and so I tried, but you couldn't change your ways and went behind my back. I wasn't the loser, you were and are.
Deborah, owned but didn't run on a day to day basis, a lingerie manufacturers. No doubt that is evident to some extent from what she is wearing, or not wearing, in my photo of her above. It is an inherited business that she expanded greatly and then in 2014 she sold out, but that was after our time together, which lasted off and on from 2004 thru 2008. The off and on part was due to our busy lives, not any inclination not to spend time together.
In the photo, taken in September 2004, she is standing at, and in, the window of her lounge at her rather grand house, near Hoxne. She wasn't married and never had been. As far as I know she still isn't. Back then she was in her thirties and quite a frisky lady...and she was and is a Lady. Cultured accent apart she had the same appetites as any woman in her thirties and perhaps more so in her case. We met via a friend (male) that I know in the village who has a farm. He invited me over for dinner and a wee tour of the farm one September evening and had also invited Deborah along.
We all got on very well. I had known Brian since the early nineties, so we were well acquainted. Getting to know Deborah was relatively easy . She was a good conversationalist and intelligent. The evening was very pleasant. As we started to leave Brian suggested I might be able to drop Deborah off at her home. She had taken a cab to get to his place. It was, as he said LL, not far out of my way. That was the first time we were alone together but definitely not the last.
When I drew up at her home, which was approached over a reasonably long tree lined driveway, she asked whether I would like to go inside and take a look at where she lived. It was apparent that she lived alone from our dinner conversations and although the house was quite grand it wasn’t overly large. It did however exude a degree of luxury and quality in the furnishings and her ultra modern kitchen. Deborah offered me a drink, an alcoholic one. I wavered a little as I had a reasonable drive ahead. It was then she suggested I stay over.
I wasn’t going to refuse and I am sure you can guess why and what went through my mind LL. She drank wine. I chose a fine single malt from quite an extensive drinks cabinet. Eventually, we headed upstairs. She showed me her bedroom and then steered me to another. By now we had both had a fair bit to drink. Deborah more than me. She told me I could either sleep in the bedroom she had shown me or I could sleep with her. That was a no brainer LL. I briefly thought of you, just briefly. Then I thought of how you had gone behind my back and followed Deborah into her bedroom and closed the door.
While I undressed she took little time to removed her dress, jewellery, pantie hose and bra. I was down to my underwear, she just had her panties on. I was one side of the bed, she the other. I pulled my pants down and revealed my interest. Deborah removed her panties. I was confronted by a very shapely woman with long slender legs and a fine pair of breasts. She was confronted. By me standing there with a full on erection.
It was undoubtedly due in part to the way she had gyrated her hips and used her hands on her breasts. It took only seconds for us to dive under the duvet together LL and embark on a voyage of discovery, which culminated in our making love. To say Deborah was exhausting was something of an understatement. I’m not sure when she had last had a man but it was as though it hadn’t been for a long, long time. She was all over me to start with.
Caressing me, handling my erection and then when I was between her legs kneeling she took me and rubbed her clit with my cock until she came. By that time she was very wet and dare I say, wide open and ready for me to penetrate her I tackled that carefully as I knew by now that it had been a while for her. As you know LL and so do all the other women I have had, I am quite thick. Consequently, it to a few moments to negotiate my entry.
A small gasp, as I was finally passed her entrance, came from Deborah. I expected her to be a little more rampant at the start, but she just lay there and allowed me to slowly work in and out until a point was reached where she was fully dilated and enjoying what I was doing to and for her. I had not deserted her breasts either LL. They proved to be very responsive. hardening under my massaging hands and as my thrusting stepped up a notch, bringing her nipples to a very erect state.
Humping under a duvet can be cumbersome so we had thrown it off. Deborah’s bedroom curtains weren’t fully pulled. From the ambient light cast by the nearly full moon that night she lay beneath me like an apparition - a very warm and beautiful one. She reached her climax after a reasonable time. Not so quickly that she left me way behind nor so long that I would have reached mine before her LL. In fact, she ‘arrived’ with several sharp intakes of breath and more than a few ohhh’s.
I was still inside her as she gradually calmed. I rather like the effect a woman’s orgasm has and it tends to keep me well aroused, as it did that first night with Deborah (never Debbie). I withdrew watching her vaginal lips come back together as I did in that moonlight. I rolled onto my back and without a word she straddled me, took me in hand and guided me back into the place from whence I had recently vacated myself.
Slowly she came down until she had swallowed me up entirely inside her pussy. then her energy came to the fore LL. She was pumping up and down on me like a steam hammer and you know what....it was lovely. I watched her boobs bouncing around for a while while my hands rested on her thighs but then I took both breasts in hand and squeezed them. Deborah was quite frantic now, rapidly approaching her climax and making all the noises that accompanied it. Then a great stream of ohhh's and she came.
Leaning over me on all fours I could feel her breath on my face as she struggled to get her breath back. I had her move up a bit and then sucked on each of her tits in turn. Finally she was done and rolled off me. I wasn't so I mounted her before she could say anything and thrust and thrust, ever faster and fully, my whole length plunging into her time and again until I erupted and spurted everything I had inside her.
We both slept very well and quite late. So started something that even now (well in normal times) continues when we can manage it. Deborah remains unmarried as do I.
The photo was taken on a subsequent visit when Deborah was parading around in a variety of sexy underwear, purely for my pleasure and to make her feel sexy.
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One of the earliest women I met who was prepared and indeed wanted to strip naked for my camera. Over here in the States, I am sure you are aware LL, that is not permitted in most places to even go topless...unlike Europe.
Consequently, when Martha undressed and posed, a certain frisson was engendered for both of us. She told me the pleasure for her was being free of her clothes in the Californian sun - for me it was to see a beautiful woman naked. Just to set the scene we were there early and on a quite remote stretch of the coast. I guess Martha was naked for about forty minutes all told.
She was a client introduced to me by another. There is a reason she has sand on her butt as well. I had the same sand on my knees and both came toward the end of our forty minutes. I had until then treated her solely as a client, but when she asked me whether we were done...on the photos …she walked up to me and put her hands under my polo shirt and lifted it over my head. Then she pressed herself hard against me. When I say that LL, it was mainly her boobs that were touching me along with her groin pressed against mine. She was trying to get me aroused and she had no difficulty at all.
Down came my shorts and boxers and in the lee of the cliff and in a notch in the cliff we made love. The sand was warm as was Martha. It was interesting that the only white bit of her was the lower half of a bikini. I later found out that she sunbathed by her pool topless. Laying back on that sand with her clothes as a pillow and her legs up and apart, she grabbed my cock and rubbed her pussy and clit until she came. I followed through pretty quickly, entering her and thrusting almost immediately after she came at her urging.
Martha moaned as I fucked her. There with her legs in the air, the sound of the waves covering her cries along with the noise of gulls. I could feel the sun on my back as I thrust - in out in out. Then I saw her face screw up into a frown and her mouth open. 'Oh, oh, oh,' she kept repeating her eyes had a pleading look in them. At the time I don't know whether she pleading for me to stop or to take her to another climax. It was the second of course, LL. She had just wanted to come and come she did, quite violently exuding a lot of cum when she did.
For my part, and my part was still inside her and rigid, I had by no means finished. I continued even as her juices continued to flow around my cock LL and she was certainly flowing. In the end I had to place her legs on my shoulders as she tired. That made her pussy nice and tight around me and also brought my downward thrust back into contact with her clit. I came of course and added my 'milk' to her juices....and the other thing was that she came a third time. You should have seen her face when she did. It was a picture. A picture of utter surprises. I don't think she thought she could come a third time in a mater of not more that ten to twelve minutes.
After she recovered, we checked our privacy but there was no one around so we made a quick dash for the sea and cleaned up. I enjoyed that as Martha stood with her back against me which enabled me to play with her breasts while the waves cashed around us. Then we headed back to the cliff which was quite near allowed to sun to dry us a bit and then dressed. I used my polo on Martha and then slung it over my camera bag to dry.
That was the first time, but by no means the last, that I had a woman on a West Coast beach. We had dinner that night at a restaurant in Santa Monica and I was invited to sleep at Martha's. I use the word sleep loosely, LL.
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Norfolk - Near Norwich 2005
Yes, yet another woman who enjoyed the benefits of laying on her back on my mattress. I took this shot in early may 2005, after I had visited you and after my return from my trip over here in March of that year. Her name is Ella and the way we met was quite unusual, or at least the circumstances were.
I had arranged to meet a lady that I had been chatting with in a country pub out to the south east of Norwich. I arrived around seven, waited a short while in the car park to see if she was going to get there while I waited. I knew her car was a VW Golf and it’s color but there was no sign of it in the car park, so I went inside to wait and ordered a beer. Ten minutes passed then twenty, then thirty and I concluded she wasn’t going to appear.
I got up from where I had been sitting and went to the bar for a pint. I had only had a half at that point. The pub wasn’t busy as it was a Tuesday. Just me another couple and the woman who turned out to be Ella. She had been sitting at the bar chatting with the barman who turned out to be the landlord. I had assumed, wrongly that she was either family or staff. She was neither. While I was ordering my beer, she said hello and asked if I was waiting for someone as she had spotted me checking my watch a couple of times.
Ella had popped into what was her local after what she said was a hellish day at work and needed a drink. As a result of our chat at the bar she came over and joined me at the table I had sat at. We spoke about ourselves mainly. Ella was in her mid thirties back then LL, single and unattached. I told her I was widowed of course and not in any committed relationship. After all you failed to commit so that was the truth.
As a result I spent the whole of that evening siting there chatting to Ella, which as luck would have it turned out to be far more pleasant than the fifty something woman who didn't turn up would have been. As we left, Ella turned to me said she had a really nice evening in my company and if I liked she wuld be happy to see me again. I wasn't going to refuse and suggested dinner in Norwich at a seafood restaurant we both knew. She accepted, reached up kissed me on the cheek and we went on our way, to our respective homes.
I was more than happy. Ella was attractive, slim and shapely, which was especially evident from the jeans she wore that evening. You once said that I would land on my feet, after we parted. Sorry, LL, but I was away ahead of you and already was up on my feet and running long before you thought you gave me the heave ho. We met for dinner later that week on a Friday. If you recall I didn’t visit you anywhere near so much as I had in 2003 and 2004. That was in part because I wanted you to either commit or leave. It was a test and you failed it miserably. The other part was because there were plenty more fish in the sea and if you weren’t going to commit, then well....
After our meal I ran Ella home. She invited me in, closed the door behind me and then flung her arms around my neck and kissed me. I placed my arms around her and spent the next few moments kissing. It came as no surprise LL, when she asked me to take her to bed. I didn't refuse and so ended up spending the night there. We made love twice before sleep and then she wrapped herself around me laying on her side, naked of course. We both drifted off and had an excellent night's sleep. In the morning we woke more or less at the same time.
I am given to having an EMHO and Ella wasn't going to waste it. She straddled me facing away and then wriggled that lovely arse you see above toward me. The extent of her wriggling left my mouth lined up with her pussy. I felt her mouth close on my erection and there we were in the classic soixante neuf position, sucking and licking. The sucking ceased before the licking and flicking, mainly because Ella was moaning, lots. She came all over my face in the end LL. What a way to wake up.
As she was still kneeling on the bed gathering her breath, I slipped from beneath her and took her from behind. I slipped in easily and thrust slowly to begin with so she could fully recover and also savour our moment together. Being young and frisky though, she asked me to go faster. I obliged and was soon pumping like a locomotives pistons at full speed. Ella loved it she said so through gasps and moans. In fact she urged me on to thrust harder. I did and it had the required effect for both of us. Her cum flowed around my cock and as I came shortly after it was mixed with my deposit of semen which oozed from her pussy as I withdrew.
It was Saturday morning. We spent it at her home. I was in no hurry to get back to my empty house and Ella didn’t want me to leave straight away. I took the photo above that morning.
Ella wanted to see me again and I agreed on the following weekend. We went to the coast after I made a quick trip home and then back to her place.
I guess it then became an occasional relationship. We would phone each other if we were at a loose end. Then if both of us were free meet up for entertainment and also some exercise in the bedroom. It worked very well for three years LL. No strings attached, you could say. I have never dumped any of my women, please note!
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Norfolk - Heacham 2005
Whilst Norwich in particular had the greatest number of women in the county, LL, I didn't ignore the rest of it and I am glad I didn't. From Kim #1in Fakenham to Denise also #1, I was very pleased (and so were they) that I didn't. Which is how I came across the delightful Ellie who appears in my shot above.
It's hard to know why such young women were attracted to me,and I know I've said this before, whether it was the quality of our chat online, my smile, my eyes or even my age. When I first met Ellie for a drink in Dersingham she told me it was all of those things. Later she was to add one other.
We had quite an intense relationship for three months that year. Then we eased back a bit, partly because we agreed that our time together would not be exclusive (that is we could see others) and partly because I was down in London (and in Cyprus!) during the September. The former being for my purchase of the apartment. It could have been a surprise for you, if you had stayed. Instead it became a love nest for me.
I didn't say when I met Ellie did I. We met at that pub for drinks and a pub meal one lovely late spring day at the end of May. To say my summer was one of lots of bedroom activity would be a gross understatement. Not that it was confined to the bedroom, of course or indeed to just Ellie. To be fair though she did occupy a lot of my time both at her place, as above and at mine.
As with nearly all the other women I encountered over the years, you sadly didn’t bear comparison physically LL. To be fair the vast majority were younger like Ellie, who was just short of forty in 2005. A woman in her prime.
She liked sex of course, lots of it. hence my description of those initial three months as ‘intense’. They were. When we were able to be together, that is when Ellie wasn’t working (she is a doctor), her preferred mode of dress was either her underwear, a dressing gown or nothing at all. That was the situation when I was allowed the photo above. A Sunday afternoon of sex.
Ellie had a gorgeous body, great breasts and a pussy she liked being filled....frequently. Yes, she was offering herself and teasing me a little when I took the photo. I had arrived early afternoon in July to find Ellie in her dressing gown. After a hug and a kiss she had her hands up under my polo shirt caressing me. This wasn't unusual with Ellie LL. I had gotten use to her physical demands starting almost as soon as I arrived.
I undid the belt on my shorts and Ellie did the rest as I pulled on the loosely tied belt of her gown. My shorts and pants hit the floor as her gown parted revealing a narrow window on her body, from cleavage to pussy. I removed my polo shirt and she shrugged her gown off. Obviously I had seen Ellie naked before and from a number of angles, but her body always took my breath away a little when she revealed it fully. So it was on that occasion.
It took only seconds for our bodies to be locked together in an embrace, flesh against flesh LL. Boobs against me and my cock between her legs. Her pussy was completely hairless, so I never ended up with 'pubes' stuck between my teeth! Very considerate of her, I thought. The reason was obvious, she liked lots of attention from my mouth and tongue down there, along with my fingers at the appropriate moment. On the occasion the photo was taken she decided massaging her pussy with my erection (log...remember your name for it) was going to do it for her.
She slid to and fro while I caressed her back, thighs, hips and squeezed her buttocks. She became wet quite quickly and nice and sticky. It wasn’t difficult to get Ellie’s juices flowing. Then she lay back on that red couch of hers (on a towel) and invited me to bury my head between her legs. Having aroused herself so far she wanted me to ‘finish the job’, in a manner of speaking. I got to work with my tongue and mouth.
Her legs were, of course wide apart and she was holding them high as I licked her clit to the point she started not only moaning but writhing about. I looked up along her body at the way her breasts were moving LL. Very nicely and for me very arousing. I sensed she was nearing her climax so I disengaged one of my hands, which had been wrapped around her leg keeping it nice and wide. Then I grabbed her left tit and squeezed it hard.
It was like pushing the plunger on a toilet cistern. The effect was immediate. It triggered her orgasm and she flushed her juices and cum all over me to the tune of ‘Ah, ah, ah...oh, oh, ohhh!’. Most times I remove myself from that location when a woman comes, but this time and on some previous occasions with Ellie, I stayed there. Not only that, just as she quietened I licked her clit again. That had quite an electrifying effect on her. She was writhing, arching her back and thrashing around with her hands.
The sounds she made were something else LL. Then I stopped and stood up. The perfectly coiffured hair was all over the place her face was flushed and so were her breasts. Looking down, her pussy was open like a flower's petals, just waiting for me and I was very ready. So was Ellie.
I am sure you can imagine the rest, more or less given your enforced separation. She came twice more. During the last coming I unloaded as well to our mutual satisfaction.
As I said Ellie was given to wandering around with very little on. During the evening while we were watching TV, she went to the kitchen for something. I wasn't really watching whatever the programme was so I followed her out. She had been curled up next to me in her dressing gown. When I found her in the kitchen I put my arms around her from behind and kissed her neck then slid her gown off her shoulders.
Ellie didn't need any further signal. She let it drop to the floor. I did the same with mine. We hadn't bothered to dress after our earlier shower. That was it for me...and her. I was hard against her back and .... hard. I had her boobs in hand and she was enjoying it. That was evident from the wet pussy I could feel with my cock LL. We didn't get any further. Ellie bent over, grabbed the edge of the kitchen counter, arched her back and we fucked standing there. Ellie was quite noisy during sex and I have always found that a spur to my efforts. Consequently, that sex from behind with her was quite something.
I'm not sure where she got the energy from but after going to bed, quite late around midnight, she wanted me again...and so we made love once more. Come the morning, came the cum...twice. As I said, our relationship was quite intense sexually. I had a great time with dear Ellie and she was always hungry for me.
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London 2006
I think this was a threesome that must have counted as the eighth or tenth time I had 'entertained' two women at the same time. The location is my room in a luxury hotel in London in 2006. I had the money LL so I decided, with you gone and the world being my oyster, to enjoy myself of course I could have stayed my apartment, but decided on something different that weekend. Quite how different was to be revealed during the course of my stay.
I met these two women above at the hotel. They were staying there as well. One is a British woman who lived in New York with her husband and the other an American lady who was over there on a visit with her friend Their names were Georgina (the Brit) and Drew (the American). they are left and right in my shot of them.
We met in the bar of the hotel on the Friday night. Both were there when I walked in along with two Japanese and an older American couple. The women, or as I will call them now, the girls, were on cocktails. I ordered a good single malt with water on the side. Given the dearth of people in the bar at that time, they both started chatting with me. Soon I found myself on a bar seat between them. It was 9.30 pm when I said as much I would like to stay with them, and that was true as they were both very attractive. I had, had enough to drink. Georgina (call me Georgie) grabbed the lapel of my jacket as I stood and whispered.... what room number? I told her.
My reasoning was that she wanted to get laid, Georgie was very attractive and I wanted to get laid. After all it was Friday evening!
Of course I wasn't ready for bed, but my ploy in leaving the bar was to see if either of them would 'bite'. It worked LL. About twenty minutes after I had left and had a quick shower, there was a knock on my door. By now I was in the white robe provided by the hotel. Georgie was at the door. I let her in. We didn't waste time. I unzipped her dress and she shrugged it off along with her shoes. then off came her hold ups and her bra. Her panties followed.
The only light in the bedroom was my bedside one which was nice and conducive to our lovemaking. Georgie stood before me completely naked and asked if I liked what I saw. She had all her curves in the right place, really nice sized breasts and a butt I could get a good grip on. In answer to her question, I took my robe off revealing my erection. She used words that confirmed I had answered her query.
I stripped the cover off the bed that you see above in the phot and Georgie lay straight back on it, raised her legs almost vertically displaying her pussy nicely LL. Then she allowed her legs to spread wide. I went straight in head down like a rugby player all the way to where her legs met and her pussy resided. I reckon you could say what I did to her at first was eat her pussy. I used my lips on her lips, sucking on them licking them until she was nice and wet.
This activity didn't go on without some noises of appreciation. Lots in fact, especially when she came.
Georgie was ready and she wanted me inside her after that first orgasm. I penetrated her and she just held me insde for a short while. No thrusting just enjoying our being connected. Then our passions took over and she said for me to fuck hard and fast. Some women like it that way LL and I had one beneath me that savoured sex being delivered in that way. I obliged. I came down on her hard thrusting fully in and out and fast. One thing it does is make a women's boobs bounce around, which is quite sexy viewed from on top.
Her face was a picture throughout, alternating between sweet smiles and frowns, eyes screwed up when I came down hard on her clit. As we progressed toward the climatic finish, Georgie cried out more and more until finally she came that second time. I carried on as she held her legs ever wider, like she was wanting to swallow my cock and keep it inside her. To say she was wet down there wasn't doing it justice. She was soaking and by transfer so was I and the sheet. I came, going extra rigid inside her as I did. Georgie said 'Oh God' and she had another small orgasm.
She stayed the night. There I was with another woman I hardly knew from Adam ( that should be Eve, I guess) sleeping in my bed curled up against me and feeling quite safe and secure with me.
The next morning after Georgie slipped back to her room we all met for breakfast. The 'girls' were going to do a bit of sightseeing and I had some business elsewhere. We agreed to meet for drinks early evening (I forget the time) and then all go for dinner together. They left it to me to books somewhere, so I arranged a table at an excellent French restaurant I know (it is still there...in normal times).
We went about our business during the day. I returned to the hotel in time to relax for about an hour, send you an email LL and shower and change. Then I went down to meet the ladies. Drinks then dinner followed. I got to know Drew a lot better and we all gelled pretty well, not surprising in Georgie's case.
Georgie didn't want a night cap at the bar, I knew what she wanted, she had dropped enough hints that evening, so I headed for a supposedly early night and sure enough there was knock on my door about ten minutes later. I opened it expecting to see Georgie and I did see her. I also saw Drew along with her.
I ushered them into the room. Georgie was in fairly casual wear that evening in March and Drew was similarly attired. I had anticipated Georgie but not Drew. I was intrigued as to how the girls were going to play it. Without a doubt Georgie had told Drew of her exploits s the previous night as without prompting Drew started to undress. Georgie did as well. I stripped of in time to be in the same state as the girls with Georgie retaining her hold ups, as shown in the photo. I didn't query why, although they did come off a little later.
I took the shot above just before the fun started LL. How do you think I handled things? Unfortunate choice of phrase, I guess.
Both pussy's in the air, the girls kneeling with their arses showing at their best. The answer is they repositioned themselves … on me. Drew on my face with her pussy poised for a good licking and Georgie taking me in hand and in her mouth until she was wet and I was fully erect. Then she mounted me slowly while I was licking Drew into shape and something of a frenzy. Hard to believe isn't it LL, that here I was with two women I hardly knew, having sex with both. A world away from you and your little world wasn't it.
Drew came while Georgie was still having fun on my erection...that is until she came as well and before I leaked anything into her. I hadn't handled Georgie's breasts but became closely acquainted with Drew's for the first time, but not the last. What followed was the first time I had indulged in the manner I am about to tell you about. It was the girl’s idea...
After their first comings, it was time for their seconds. They adopted the positions you see them in above, although that shot was taken earlier in the evening. Georgie had disposed of her hold ups as well. All was bare flesh, mine and theirs. I had enjoyed many women by the time these two came along and had also pandered to those past women's wishes, sexually. What they wanted from me came as no surprise.
Drew was first, she was married with a husband in New York as well. Two married ladies - a case of while the cat's away.... Both their pussy's were wet and receptive after their comings LL and both were upturned toward me. I was standing at the edge of what I reckoned was a super king bed. Their lovely butts were looking so good I was tempted to give them a slap.
Both their heads were turned anticipating our 'fun', I stroked my cock to and fro on Drews pussy making sure it rubbed her clit. She murmured her appreciation. I held her hip with my left hand and then slowly entered her. She was nice and wet if a little tight to begin with but then my 'head' negotiated her entrance and I was in. plunging deep. A gasp from Drew and then she was sliding toward me with her pussy as I thrust in and out slowly.
Georgie watched us from her similar position on the bed. I think it turned her on as well. In her kneeling position Georgie opened her legs a bit and I was able to use my right hand on her, inserting my fingers into her pussy and finger fucking her to the same rhythm I was applying to Drew. Georgie's pussy responded, opening up to my fingers. Drew was moaning the more I fucked her. Georgie was uttering mmm's. Two women on the go so to speak.
This was where it was different LL. I gave a Drew some fast thrusts bringing her close to coming. She was panting hard and moaning. Then as we had all agreed, I withdrew and switched to Georgie. Removing my fingers from her pussy, which had made her approach an orgasm, mainly due to my massaging her clit, I replace them with my cock. I knew she liked it hard so I went in fast and firmly. She must have been close because within a few moments she came. She shouted as she did and Drew who had recovered her breath and was watching smiled.
Georgie collapsed after that flat on her tummy as I switched back to Drew, who thought I had finished with her. I took her again and this time I didn't hold back. My thrusts were fast and furious. Drew was no longer smiling LL, she panting and moaning again, right up to and including her second orgasm. 'Oh, oh, ohhhh' was her way of expressing herself. She didn't shout like Georgie had. I withdrew, I hadn't yet come.
By now they were both laying on their backs on the bed. I asked them who wanted it meaning my semen, and they both asked me to come on their boobs. I knelt between them. Georgie pumped me rapidly and I could feel myself coming. Then it shot out onto her breasts, before she pointed my cock at Drew and the rest splattered her. I grunted when I came and then we were all smiling as the girls went to the bathroom to clean up, throwing a handful of tissues out for me.
The rest of the evening was equally enjoyable as we spent it caressing each other, or rather they caressed me and I became very well acquainted with their bodies, especially their breasts. After all you know I am a bit of a boobs man LL.
All three of us slept together in that super large bed. That was a first for them and me. I had each of them cuddled up to me, one each side. I think I was the first to wake the following morning and found myself spooned against Drew, Georgie was spooned against my back. Consequently, I couldn't move without waking them.
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A really sexy lady, Charlotte liked her sex often, fast and from a variety of angles. Mind you that was not how it all started.
It started with a shoot at my studio in London LL, and that was fairly modest. Some photos of her in a dress and then in trousers and a top. She posed well, was pleased with the results and about a week later she called me and asked if I would do more for her. I took that to mean more photos but, looking back (at the time) it was a phrase with a double meaning. A week or more later Charlotte turned up for the second shoot.
A little background LL. By this point less than two years on from your leaving, I had moved on to clients from quite wealthy backgrounds living in the likes of Hampstead, Pimlico, Knightsbridge, Kensington and Mayfair...when they were in the UK. With some of them that was infrequent. Nearly all my commissions came from recommendations. To give you a fuller picture they did involve families, children, pets etc. When I travelled I photographed similar groups and nature. So from that you will gather it wasn't all women, or naked ones. These I am posting, for you, for a reason. To rub your nose in it, so to speak. To show you what a great life I have enjoyed compared with your mundane one.
The lady above was one such woman from that background and a married one as well. Not as young as some of the ladies I have been involved with.
Back to Charlotte. When she arrived she asked me if I would take photos of her in her lingerie as she had put it on specially. My antennae perked up at that remark. I was aware that many but not all my recommended clients we aware of my predilection for sex and, so I am told, good sex at that. I agreed to her request. She was in a black dress when she arrived and I took a few shots of her in it. When it came to what she wanted, she asked me to unzip her.
That is always something of a personal thing and in many cases a subliminal invitation to sex. I unzipped her and revealed first a black bra strap then a pair of pretty brief panties, to the extent they didn't cover her ass LL. More 'bum floss' than anything. Charlotte shrugged the dress of - she was wearing fancy hold ups and looked pretty sexy, all told. I set up the lights at the right angle, moved the stool you see into shot and had her pose on it beside it and at one point over it. I was tempted, but not without an invitation.
I took a few more, we had coffee and then more shots followed. this time she had mentioned removing her bar for a few topless shots. I told her to do it a little before so the strap marks could fade a bit. So I had the pleasure of sitting opposite her with a coffee table between us and she topless...and to all intents and purposes, bottomless. I recall thinking at the time that it couldn't be comfortable wearing those panties...little did I know.
I took the topless shots. Charlotte then left the st where I had the stool and sat on the couch I had in that studio. I was tidying up my gear thing she was going to get dressed, but when I turned around she had removed her hold ups and was just about to remove her panties from around her ankles. Then she saw I had noticed lay back on the couch and opened her legs. Her arms were outstretched LL and she just smiled, no words. I couldn't get my chinos off fast enough. She was 'hungry' and I wasn't going to bother with my polo shirt - too much urgency involved on both our parts.
Both our parts was the right phrase too. Mine reacted almost immediately to the sight of her laid back there and the thoughts racing through my head. Her parts. Well she was brushing her breasts and nipples with one hand, while rubbing her pussy with the other. She looked at my erection, I looked at her pussy. She was wet, I was very hard. I mounted her and after slowly entering her we made love. She shouted thrashed about and screamed when she came LL. Luckily I had rented the whole building and now own it.
She came. Charlotte had been like a woman possessed while were fucking, from which I knew she hadn't had sex for sometime. We were pretty intense that first time, so much so that I had scratches from her finger nails on my back for nearly a week. After she had calmed after her orgasm, I turned her over, stood and took he from behind. That time I came and she came again.
Do you know what she said afterward? Here it is verbatim as I have it noted and on video, with her consent.
'My God, I haven't had sex like that ever P. You are a great lover and your cock is so lovely and thick. You were touching parts of me that I didn't know existed'. There was more LL, but that is all I am quoting here.
She was married. At later meets, she told me her husband had difficulty in getting an erection so they had agreed to what is termed an open marriage. She got what she wanted and he kept his wife. Did we fuck again - you bet we did. Quite frequently, for a while.
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Dorset 2005
This is a hotel LL, but not one of those hotel encounters that I enjoyed quite a few times. In fact it is a vacation with a friend. I took this photo of Claire in a hotel in the New Forest in summer of 2005.
We met via a dating site. Not long after 2005 I moved away from such sites pretty well for good. I was getting as much as I could handle without the need for such places. However, this was 2005 and I was really pleased I had met Claire in via a website as she turned out to be a really lovely person and her body, which she willingly shared, was pretty darn good too!
Claire lived in a small property in Stoke Holly Cross which is slightly to the south east of Norwich and relatively easy for me to access. Our first ‘date’, after a lot of chat, some phone calls and exchange of photos, was for dinner in the City - Norwich. That took place in March of that year, long before summer arrived.
We dated off and on for a week or two before she invited me back to her home. There, as the old phrase goes, she took me to her bed. A tangle of long slender legs and equally slender arms wrapped around me in her cosy bed. She wore Kenzo perfume. It was called Flower and every time since those days that catch a whiff I think of Claire in the same way a certain perfume makes me think of my first wife or Ash. I don't recall you having one that was distinctive - that probably tells a story all by itself.
We made love twice that first time, that first night, on my first visit to her home. After that she wanted more of me. She worked and she knew I had businesses to run so my absences were easily explained. I dated a lot of women in the area and none found out about the others. Just like you never realised LL.Come late June of that year Claire and I took a short vacation in Dorset, which I know well having lived there for six years.
I booked a lovely hotel in one of the towns in the New Forest and that is how I ended up between lovemaking, taking shots of Claire like the one above. Definitely a nine out of ten for this lady. I was intrigued as to why she chose a man some twenty years older than her to date. She told me after the first time we had sex....experience. Apparently, I proved her right!
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A friend...I'll say no more..
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Charlotte...again LL. See above.
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This lady is one of the Kim's. I knew two Kim's from that neck of the woods. This one lived slightly south west of the town.
We met via the good old internet. She was in her mid thirties back then and divorced. In fact her divorce left her with little financially and she had ended up living in a very small place and just about managing the mortgage. She worked in an estate agents which was useful, but not where I met her, of course.
I landed on my feet LL, or rather I never fell off them. I already had you 'sussed' out and acted accordingly. No apologies from me as I wasn't the one who wandered first. I certainly landed on my feet with Kim. I couldn't believe she was attracted to me, given how lovely she looked with her blue eyes, blonde hair and attractive figure.
The first time we met was fairly mundane in its location. A pub in Dereham served as the venue for our first face to face. We got on very well LL. Right about the time you were chatting away with Fat Man, I was enjoying Kim’s company. Naturally, we talked about ourselves, how we ended up on the website etc etc. Kim agreed to a dinner date that weekend as we walked back to the Cherry Tree car park in Dereham where our cars were. For my ‘trouble’ I received a kiss from Kim. The first, but not the last.
We continued with mid week meets for a drink and conversation then dinners toward the weekends for a couple of weeks. Eventually, she invited me to her place one weekday evening. Kim apologised for the place. It was clean and tidy, but in need of redecoration. A small cottage property that she had rented through the estate agents she worked at. She told me the landlord was going to redecorate. Expecting to drive home that evening, I settled for a coffee when she offered me a drink.
She had a beer and we sat and talked. It was heading for midnight when I started to make a move...to go. Kim made a move and that move involved me not going.
She said that probably like me that she hadn’t had sex in a while. I didn’t disillusion here over how my appetite had been sated LL. She asked me to stay and make love to her. The photo above was taken some three weeks after that evening, but I am sure you can see that Kim was indeed very attractive and possessed of all the attributes I value in a woman.
As you might guess LL, I didn’t hesitate....I stayed. We went to bed. Kim wasn’t shy as we undressed. Off came her top, off came my shirt, off came her jeans, off came my chinos. We were left in our underwear. Kim walked round from her side of the bed...the left side. She asked me to undo her bra. That wasn’t strictly necessary of course. I did LL. Then she reached behind her, took my hands and steered them round to her front and placed them perfectly onto her perfect breasts. They were soft, they were warm, they were firm. I fondled them. She found pleasure in a that and so did I.
Kim leaned her back so it was on my left shoulder and she brushed her blonde hair away so her neck was exposed to my. I looked down over her shoulder to where my hands were. I was aroused, I was hard. I kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts. Her hands covered mine. They were small, her fingers slender. It was right about then that she turned around flung her arms around my neck and her breasts against my chest. Her nipples were hard - I could feel them. We kissed long and slow. Her mouth was warm, open and wet.
Then her hands found their way to my underpants and she started to ease them down. My hands which had been around her, descended to her hips. I inserted my thumbs into the waistband of her panties and eased them over her hips. They fell to the ground along with my pants. We both kicked them away.
I held Kim at almost arms length, looked into those blue eyes of hers and I knew why I had stayed. I smiled she smiled then we drew together again. She put her hands on my ass LL. That was nice. I did the same to hers. That was even nicer.
I was erect and it obviously hadn't gone unnoticed by Kim. She parted her legs a bit and steered me between them. With her arms around my neck and a wicked and mischievous smile on her face she started sliding to and fro. That resulted in the lips of her pussy parting and her becoming wet. From there we went to her bed and made love. Considering that you were playing around at the time and thinking of your body compared to Kim's I considered myself a lucky man.
Kim came twice that night and then wanted me again in the morning. She told me as she dressed for work that I had more than satisfied her needs and would love to have 'more from where that came'.
And, so she did...for over ten months between my other … err...commitments. In fact, after my last visit to you, the one where I helped tidy your larder and also made love to you, I went home (via two other ladies bedrooms) and then had, in both senses of the word, Kim at my place on the Friday and the whole weekend.
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Carlisle 2004
I didn't meet Laura via the internet or any dating site. I used to see her, often, on my frequent visits to you LL. I first saw her in 2003. That is she served me. Then again and again right into 2004. It wasn't until early April that I bumped into her outside of her work in the city center. Your city that is.
I had just walked through from the multi storey car park when she almost literally bumped into me. I was early arriving to meet you that Friday, so we stood chatting. Then I thought to myself as it was raining that we ought to go inside somewhere to continue our conversation and we ended up in your M & S.
After that I met her several times for coffee and once or twice in Brampton. Then, toward the end of that April, I was invited to her home one Monday after I had left your place LL. To say it was close by would be very accurate. Not the same street but in close proximity. I parked up don the street from her home and walked back. There was little chance of you spotting my motor, knowing your habits as I did then and the fact you were at work all day.
Laura wanted me largely for one thing and she got it on multiple occasions resulting in multiple eruptions on her part. The phot above was taken on that first time...just before we spent the afternoon fucking each other. She liked what I gave her lots. I rather liked her tits, nice ass and the way she wrapped her legs around me when we were in the throes have doing it rather hard.
Laura enjoyed our sex and the fact I was quite ready to try different positions in ways she wanted it. One thing I will mention was that she was a gusher when she came. Exuding loads of cum and making us both very wet and sticky. I found that very sexy, I was getting sex from all over that year and onward. Having Laura ready willing and very able on your doorstep was a bonus.
We carried on all the way through until my very last meeting with you in January 2006. After that she accepted that my 'business' interest kept me from coming to the north west and so we both moved on.
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Denia 2006
That year I sold that 'shit hole' of a place you chose, to a Spanish guy who lived in Madrid and made 30K profit, having spent a few hundred making it more acceptable. Then I went back after I had realised the profit from my property development and started looking for somewhere else away from the sea.
As a result I had t stay in an hotel and chose the Marriott where we had coffee with the sales guy Steve once. I travelled to and fro for a few months searching various properties with Hans assistance. Each visit I stayed at the Marriott, which is how I came to know in every sense of the word, Bonita, above. By this point in time, between property searches, I indulged my photography to hone my skills.
Bonita worked at the hotel back then and she spoke passable English. We hit off some sort of rapport and I helped her with her English. She taught me a little rudimentary Spanish. By the time of my fourth or was it fifth visit, she asked if she could show me some of the places away from Denia, like Gata de Gorgos etc. I enjoyed her company and the exuberance of her being younger than me by over twenty years.
She was really interested in my photography and when we returned from one trip wanted to see the photos we took loaded up on my laptop. We went to my room where the laptop was and I uploaded the shots. Bonita studied them sitting on my bed beside me. Then she asked if I would take her photo. I told her I would, but didn't immediately realise that she meant right then. Not only that she wanted shots of her topless. I shook my head in disbelief, I seem to remember because she said she hoped I didn't mind!
I reassured her that I was quite, in fact very, happy to photograph her ant way she wished. With that she undid her cotton skirt and removed her top. She was so fast it took me a while to catch up with what I was seeing. Briefly, she stood there in bra and panties. Briefly was the word for her panties as well. They were so brief I could see her pubic hair emerging from inside.
As my glance travelled upward she removed her bra to reveal a pair of the most superb breasts I had seen in a while. As you can see from the photo, nothing at all like yours, even back then. I am not a fool, although you made the mistake of taking me for one, and I knew where Bonita and I were heading. That was confirmed when the photography was forgotten and her slender fingers were undoing the belt on my shorts.
I pulled my polo shirt over my head and threw it down, by which time Bonita had me naked having pulled my shorts and pants down together. Not only that she was now kneeling in front of me and had my erection in her hand. I had never had a blow job from a Spanish woman, but there is a first for everything. I felt her warm lips encircle me cock licking sucking and then taking almost the whole of me into her throat and then out again repeatedly.
I told her it was really nice and it was, but to save me for afterward. I was already oozing a bit of semen from her attentions, which seemed to please Bonita. I helped up off the floor and helped her panties down on their way to the floor. I'll be perfectly honest LL, I couldn't keep my hands off those perfect boobs of hers. Nice and full, firm and slightly upturned.
Bonita sat on the edge of the bed and I did as well. She kissed me and I her. She used her hand on me and I used mine on her...with her legs nicely apart. Then I just rolled off the bed onto my knees and returned to favor that Bonita had bestowed on me earlier. To put it succinctly LL, I had my head between her legs using my tongue to complete what I had started earlier with my fingers. Her pussy was, of course, wet and opened easily to my tongue. I licked, I stroked, I caressed her thighs now held high and apart and had one hand on her left breast. It was warm, soft, firm and hardening under my squeezing. My tongue moved from her entrance to her clit and she bucked as soon as I touched it.
Some women need work on their clits, others are so sensitive that they can easily come quite quickly as soon as the rapid flicking begins. Bonita fell, now there's a word, into the second category and came quite rapidly. Equally she recovered quite rapidly as well and was leaning forward and steering my cock toward her opening, not that it or I needed much encouragement.
She rubbed it up and down on her pussy a few time then without my help popped me right in. Whether I had prepared her well or whether she had a generous pussy, I know not. The upshot, pun intend, was that I went straight in all the way all at once and all of me. I was enveloped by her lips, by her warm wet velvety interior. I was looking down ay her from where I was standing. Her boobs were still pointing upward even flat on her back, no sideways spread as with some women.
Then we started. Nice and slow to begin with, although given how gorgeous she was there was part of me that wanted to just let rip. Bonita loved the fact that I just slid in and out of her so nice and easy, so nice and slowly, exploring her as I did. I didn't neglect the rest of her during that period. She loved me stroking her thighs as she held legs up and apart. Her breasts were never going to escape my attention, nor her nipples. The later she liked me pinching after I had just squeezed her tits. Then I would lean over and use my mouth on each boob in turn.
Bonita told me afterward that she had never had such a lovely slow build up to what I term the 'main event'. Neither of us could confine ourselves to 'slow' and Bonita signalled her wish and need by thusting upward faster, against me. I responded and due to her sensitive clit she came. This time she writhed, her eyes rolled and then she shuddered all over. I withdrew as she came back to earth. She looked down at where I was standing and was surprised to see I was still very much erect.
She patted the bed beside her and I lay down with her. I caressed her and she worked me. When she was satisfied I was really hard again she mounted me and lowered herself all the way down on my penis. Then she just sat there feeling my cock inside her. I reached up and played with those gorgeous breasts and she started rocking. To and fro, to and fro, to and fro. It was one of the loveliest things I had experienced in Denia up to that point. That included playing with your tits all morning in that old apartment.
Of course, Bonita did stay just rocking on me. She leaned back placed her hands on my thighs and lifted herself up and down repeatedly until she came. The frown on her face was something to behold when she let go of her cum LL. I rolled her off onto her side still inside her and somehow, without disconnecting, I found myself on top again. This time I just went for it, after all I had yet to make my deposit, but that soon made itself apparent with the second spurt aimed at and arriving over Bonita's breasts.
After that each time I visited and stayed there we made love. Now, Bonita is on my staff there in Denia, so.... She still likes the occasional ride...and so do I!
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Nice, France 2008
In the years that followed your departure LL, I did pretty well financially. That is an understatement of course as I did extremely well. Not only that I was buying property and investing at the bottom of the market, both here and in Europe. As a result I was able to buy my apartment in Nice outright. I still own it and like all my places in London, Cambridge, Paris, Nice, Cannes, Puerto Banus, Barcelona, Carcassonne, Skyros, Milan, Venice, and Sorrento....they are all managed and maintained for me. That list isn’t exhaustive either...there are other places.
Back to Nice. In 2008 I bought the apartment. The first experience I had there was with a neighbour in the same building. The French would call an affair, but I don’t think it amounted to that. By mid 2008 that lady had moved up the coast a short way, although we still indulged our appetites when we could. Then I met a younger woman, the lady you see above.
Liliane first met me at a cafe where I was enjoying coffee with a French friend, male, called Didier. He and I had done a little business improving my apartment and when Liliane came along and said hello to Didier, he invited her to join us. A quick wave of his arm and another espresso appeared, quickly. We all sat chatting. Liliane was interested in me because by then I was living mainly over here in the US. She had never been here so her interest was genuine.
Eventually, Didier had to leave. Liliane had come in on the end of a conversation regarding my apartment and he said that Liliane should see it sometime. With a pat on my shoulder and a kiss on the cheek for Liliane, he was gone. Lost in the crowds that were thronging that narrow street. Liliane took Didier up on the suggestion and asked she might see my apartment. I suggested right then would be good so we sauntered off to it. It is quite near the cafe and it wasn't a hike to get there.
I showed in and then around. We had our coffee at the cafe so I offered her wine or water. She chose the water. Holding it she wandered around with me in tow. When we came to my bedroom she pushed down on the mattress and said it was a nice bed and firm. She smiled at me rather mischievously and I smiled back while I watched her from the doorway. After the tour, I suggested lunch. There was no way I was going to pass on an 'opportunity' LL. After all the world was my oyster, wasn't it.
Off to lunch we went. By three in the afternoon we had finished imbibed a goodly quota of wine and both felt good. Liliane was quite fashionably dressed, as you would expect of any French woman of class, with long legs and a slim figure. It was a pleasure dining with her and when we left the restaurateur. She slipped her arm through mine. That was even better LL. We walked and as far as I could make out it was back toward my apartment area. I asked her if she lived nearby. Her answer was, no, but I did.
We arrived at my place and as I was contemplating on my next move, she asked if she could use my bathroom. Of course, LL, I said yes. I sort of knew that she had sex in mind but no mention was made of it. Up we went in the elevator. I unlocked the door and let her in. All my rooms there are on the the same floor, of course. In stead of making for the bathroom she headed into my bedroom, confirming what I thought earlier. Don't ask me how I do it but I do and it happens LL, more frequently than I ever imagined.
Either that or there are a lot of horny women about. Maybe it's the latter. Either way Liliane didn't hesitate in taking her clothes off, all of them. It was France after all. I couldn't keep up with her in the disrobing stakes, but did my best and arrived in a state of undress just after she did. We had talked photography, as she knew I was interested, earlier and she invited me to take some shots of her naked body. I didn't hesitate LL. The one above is just one of quite a few I took. I copied it into black and white, both for her and for me.
The 'fun' started almost immediately LL. I hadn't really guessed at the size of her breasts as they were hidden under top before hand. I was very pleasantly surprised when all was revealed along with her hairless pussy. We stood facing each other, my hands on her slender hips as we both leaned forward and kissed. Liliane almost immediately became something of a tiger.
As we kissed I moved my hands onto her breasts and fondled them. Quite quickly she took my right hand and guided it down to her pussy, moving her legs apart to accommodate me. Liliane had one hand around my neck the other...around my cock. She was slowly pumping me while I had manage to insert two fingers into her pussy, and still we kissed. I had my thumb free and used that to rub her clit. She was very moist and her juices provided all the lubrication that was required.
The kissing stopped LL, mainly because Lilian was moaning and getting breathless/panting. On top of that she was moaning and she was getting me to a point where I might come. Neither of us wanted that. I guessed she was pretty practiced in such ammeters because she seemed to know when to stop. Her hand returned to my neck joining her other hand and she leaned back. I withdrew my fingers and she settled her pussy on my erection, sliding it to and fro along me length. Finally, she fell back on my bed, legs apart and held high. I entered her, steering my tip to her opening and sliding it up and down until it locked on her opening. Then sliding in, evoking a small gasp fro Liliane.
Feeling her lips part, feeling the slick lubrication, feeling nerves arising in a pleasurable way. Hearing to soft mmm’s from her. Watching her chest heaving as I thrust, her tummy moving each time I went all the way in. Watching her squeeze her left boob, then brushing her hand aside as I took both her tits in my hands LL, fondling, squeezing at just the right pressure. Then feeling her legs splay fully from where she had kept them folded. Just like she wanted to ‘swallow’ me in the liquid well that was her pussy.
She was coming.
My thrusting had ensured she was on her way. I had been hitting on her clit a fair bit and that set things in motion for her. There was no stopping what she felt rising inside her LL. I could see her face, screwing up her eyes repeatedly rolling then she erupted, her cum flowing out around my cock, soaking the bed with what you might call her sin. It was only afterward that I found ourt she was married. It didn't worry her and it didn't worry me. After all she wasn't the first or last married woman I had bedded.
I styed inside her despite being soaked by her juices. I enjoy the way a woman contracts against me during and after their orgasm. I said she was a tiger and she was. Having quickly recovered she pulled me down on top of her, wrapped her legs around me so I couldn't withdraw. We kissed like that. Her boobs were covered in her perspiration. All slippery and sensual.
Then she rolled me off her and went straight to licking my cock, swallowing the juices that my still erect penis was covered in and the semen that was weeping out. I wanted her again and I barely got an idea in my mind before she stopped what she was doing and asked me to fuck her from behind - her words were actually 'prends-moi par derriere'. That was said with a lot of panting.
She adopted the position LL. Standing, as I was at the side of my bed, legs apart, head down. That placed her pussy exactly level with my cock and so in I went. In out, in out, in out...fast and furious just the way she asked me to taker - hard and fast. Each time I slammed into her she uttered an 'Uh' Soon the room was filled with repeated 'Uh's' The sound often rings in my ears, sometimes for real sometimes from memory. 'Uh, uh, uh, uh', she went.
I was surprised I hadn't come but not disappointed that I hadn't. I was enjoying fucking Liliane, watching her ass wobble each time I slapped up against it. Soon her 'uh's' became 'oh's' and then Non, non...oui, oui oh oui!!!'
One thing I omitted as she was coming that second time I slapped her bottom...at her request. It certainly made her clench a lot and that added to our mutual releases LL. I spurted into her just as her cum was heading my way.
I thought she was pretty fantastic and my words probably don't convey it fully. For her part she said I was ...superb. You don't know what you have been missing all these years.
Our affair is still ongoing, fourteen years later.
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London 2016
She certainly knows how to 'illustrate' herself. I guess in recent years she has sported a pair of the largest boobs I have come across...and yes I have come across them although she asked me to aim for her mouth!
We met through business. I had commissioned her, via a recommendation, to do some illustrations for a book of my photography. I lost Ash early that year, so there I was single again. Janice latched onto that at some point I guess, because when we were in our meetings, her lingering touches on my shoulders or hands and occasionally my thigh, didn't go unnoticed as 'signals' of interest.
I let it go past me at first. Business and pleasure and all that stuff, you know, although I can't say I wasn't interested from the outset because I was. I reckon her boobs did it for me. Anyway, she called me round one Sunday a week before I was to come here Stateside. Ostensibly, it was to discuss an idea for an illustration. I had very little on that morning apart from having promised myself a walk in the park.
I arrived and it soon became apparent that the idea reason was merely an excuse to get me there. Looking back afterward LL, I reckon Jan had woken up feeling horny and needed that horniness servicing. She was wearing just a dressing gown when she opened her door to me...and she knew I was interested not only then but from our previous brush pasts. Consequently, after a few niceties and coffee it didn’t take long to get down to the real business of that morning.
As she walked around making coffee the belt of her gown got progressively looser to the extent that it was more a question of what little I couldn’t see of her breasts, rather than how much I could see. that combined with her legs and thighs when she sat down, left little to the imagination. After coffee I didn’t need imagination. We retired to her bedroom where, still in her gown she started stripping me off, Shirt buttons, my belt and then I just pulled her belt.
I was partially aroused by the glimpses Jan and let me see beforehand. When her gown came off I was rigid and she looked at me with an approving smile on her face. Jan had an interesting figure. Her breasts as you can see from her selfie are pretty darn big, but they were perched and a fairly slim torso with quite a narrow waist following below. Then my eyes came to her hips. They were wide along with her thighs and she had quite an ass on her. That part of her you could say was 'built for comfort'.
Jan had her own ideas for sex. She wanted to be on top to start with. I agreed, after all I was going to get laid by one very sexy woman, but it was on one proviso that I lick/eat her pussy first. She was more than happy, telling me afterward that not all her lovers liked to do that. I didn't ask how many she had had nor did she ask me. We were in the moment and were both wound up for what was to come...come being the operative word, LL.
She nestled her nest on my face, hovering just the right distance above me to ensure that access was perfect. My hands stroked her thighs as I licked and then travelled straight up to her breasts. To say those tits were more than a handful was gross understatement. They seemed huge in my hands, but unlike yours they were surprisingly firm and responded by hardening nicely under my fondling.
Concurrent with the pleasure of fondling her boobs, I was licking and sucking her pussy. She made it plain from her responses that she was enjoying what I was doing down there. I felt her adjust her position slightly and my tongue then lined up with her clit. I stroked it repeatedly until that little pearl of hers was erect. She was moaning uttering all the words most women do when they are on the ascent to their orgasm - some are quite quiet, by the way - and her body started to react.
Some small convulsions of her tummy, a squeeze from her thighs. Jan's erect clit had revealed it's little tip, my tongue could feel it and so I flicked it again and again until she came. When she did I closed my lips around her clit and sucked on it repeatedly and she reacted by having a second and third convulsion. She told me later that she felt that she had come three times and that nobody had sucked her erect clit before.
The full weight of those boobs came down and rested on my chest as she lay on me recovering. A rather pleasant experience for a Sunday morning LL. Knowing I was erect, she could feel me between her legs as she lay on top of me, she raised herself up, relocated herself and her pussy and then lowered herself down, slowly enveloping my erection. Her pussy was dilated and generous in it's opening and so she slid all the way down my length easily.
I have noted that I though Jan would take a slow approach after her orgasms but no, she started riding me really fast working herself faster and faster. I was lying on my back of course and for a few minutes wathched her lovely body exerting itself impaled on my cock. Her boobs were bouncing around, seemingly out of control, her face getting more and more flushed the more she exerted herself. After those first few minutes I took her breasts in hand as she went faster and squeezed both quite firmly several times.
That was the trigger she needed to compliment the treatment she was giving her clit. She came fully again! Cum every where. I was amazed that she could 'perform' that many times. At first she fell on me and I was reacquainted close up with her breasts. Then she rolled off. I didn't think as to whether she had recovered enough as I mounted her like a stallion, steering my full on erection inside her. Straight in, no slow entry. After all I had only just left that pleasure spot so it was more than ready for me.
Jan was quite passive under me to start with, probably as a result of her earlier exertions. I was able to thrust at my leisure as she lay there legs apart and held high watching my stalk entering her again and again. It undoubtedly was giving her a good deal of pleasure as she emitted a stream of mmm's most of the time. I could feel myself approaching the point of no return and with the swelling of my cock inside her so could Jan. She spread her legs fully wide in a 'Y' and into that opening that was so generous I poured out all I had.
After I finished Jan wrapped what I on later occasions termed her 'thunder' thighs, around me and held me inside her. Slowly I came down.deflated to the point the now little fella popped out of her by itself. We spent most of the rest of the next hour wrapped in each other's arms kissing and cuddling, with me giving gentle attention to her breasts and teasing her nipples with my tongue in between a little pleasurable sucking.
Jan still does some work for me and we still have the occasional romp together. In 2017 it was quite frequent, but I haven't handled that body now since 2019, for obvious reasons.
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A rather 'outstanding' lady that I met via the internet LL. She lived locally, that is in Norfolk and we had a few dates before she ventured into my humble abode one Saturday afternoon. Her name is Emily and all our previous dates had largely been for walks. No kissing, apart from on my cheek and hers. Emily was a woman who needed to get know someone first. Many of those I met got to know me, but it was generally, intimately first and the real me afterward.
I had been in Norwich during that Saturday morning LL. When I returned and had just finished a snack lunch I received a call from Emily asking if she could come over and finally visit me at my home. Obviously, I said yes and with some directions from me she arrived about twenty minutes later, having driven from her place in Sham Toney.
She wore a top and a cotton skirt that late May afternoon and looked lovely to me. Having a very pretty face helped a lot. She was in her thirties back then and don’t ask but somehow I have attracted a lot of younger women. I attracted a few older ones too, some of whom I allowed to fall by the wayside. I showed Emily around. She loved my home and the pool and garden.
We were on the landing when my phone rang and I ran downstairs to my study to answer it leaving Emily to it. I answered the call, I can’t recall what it was now nearly fifteen years on, but probably a neighbour. I checked downstairs but Emily hadn’t come down so I went up. I should preface what happened next with the fact that she knew about my photography and one reason for her visit that afternoon was so I could take her photo as requested by her.
I found her in my bedroom looking out over the fields from the large window there. I should have noticed given her top was sheer, but I didn’t. that was the fact that I couldn’t see a bar strap where there had been one before. One of my cameras was resting on the dressing table. Emily turned around when I had walked in and it became immediately apparent that she wasn’t wearing that bra. She smiled at me. I told her to stop right where she was and grabbed the camera. That is how and when I got the shot above. The
The rest of the afternoon spent mainly in my bedroom and bed was a dream LL. On the drawer unit to my left, opposite my side of the bed, was her bra and along with it a pair of very brief panties. I didn’t wait for her to start although as I pulled my polo shirt over my head I could see her undoing her skirt. By the time I had discarded my shirt and was tackling my chinos she was naked from the waist down and virtually hairless, if you follow.
I was out of the rest of my gear by the time she had removed her top. There facing me was in my mind at the time, a perfect example of womanhood. Emily looked superb. Shapely, long legs, pert boobs and erect nipples all complimented by the cutest arse I had seen in a while at that point. I was naked as well and almost fully erect at the sight of her and of course the anticipation. I sat on the end of the bed, she sat next to me. We were turned toward each other and we kissed. I had my left arm around her back. Her skin was soft and slightly warm. She had her left arm around my neck holding me to her lips.
We sat like that for a short while until she released my neck took my right hand and placed it between her legs and right on her pussy. I can remember now that it was warm, hairless and already moist verging on wet. It seemed her anticipation matched mine. At that point she lay back on the bed LL with her feet over the bottom of it, legs apart. I massaged her pussy and she let me know how much she was enjoying it. I remember looking down at her pert boobs and the two dark pink nipples that adorned her breasts, standing very erect as I rubbed her.
I didn’t need to worry about myself. What I was doing and seeing was more than enough to keep my ‘interest’ .... up. I leaned over and suckled on her right breast. Nice word, suckled, it reminds by its sound what a pleasure it was. Emily started moaning and I could feel her pussy was quite engorged. I reckoned, and all the signals from her were, that she was getting there. I stood came around to stand between her legs facing her. I could see her right breast was wet from where I had been sucking. Like the great woman she was, she duly raised her legs and spread them wide ready to accept me.
Accepted I was into a well of wetness, whose sides encompassed my thickness as it slid through her entrance. Slick, slippery and nicely tight. They were the sensations that come to mind (and from my notes!) I've been in some good places LL and this was one of them. A very fit woman who had certainly not let on about her sexual needs at any point prior to this particular day, when they all came to the fore.
Emily was a rarity in my quite extensive experience and easily a ten (out of ten) for the way she made love and satisfied me...and me her. I told her she was the best, and she was at that point in time. Equally, she praised me for being sensitive, touching her where she had never been touched before and on our second bout, on the foreplay I employed that she found awakened her sexuality like never before. Quite a compliment and they were her words.
She greatly enjoyed the first time when I slipped in and then took thinks very slowly. Just gentle thrusts in and out LL, no pressure, no hard banging against her. She kept saying how nice it was not having someone serve themselves rather than her. We lasted doing that for quite a while. I was able to lean over and fondle, gently, her very pert and firm breasts. I stroked her thighs both inside and out while still performing the gentle in and out. You may recall LL that I had a way of rotating my hips and therefore my cock so that it reached all parts in side. Emily really enjoyed that rather than straight on and straight in all the time.
Naturally, there comes a time when nature and our urges takes over. That was particularly the case when I allowed my erection to stroke her clit on its outward journey. It set things in motion for Emily well and truly. That was then she wanted me fast...she was furious to my fast too. Up she bucked trying to get more of me, more hard thrusting. I watched screw her face up with effort and her impending orgasm.
Her boobs LL, glorious as they were to me, moved a bit as she bucked and we both thrusted. A real pleasure to watch and touch. They were very hard ahead of her climax. I squeezed them both and that was as though I was milking something, but the liquid didn't emanate from her nipples it flowed freely around my cock as she came. So many oh's and also OMG's.
She told me right after that was one of her very best orgasms. She stretched her arms out placed them around my head and drew me down so we could kiss. I remember I was lying on a pair of very firm breasts which was very nice. Then she realised I was still erect and hadn't come. I asked her if she could manage another orgasm. Emily said that if I fucked her like I just had she was sure she could. I suggested from behind an she went for it. So did I.
I rolled off her, flipped her over grabbing a handful of breast as I did. I found out later that she got really aroused when her tits were fondled and squeezed. No wonder it had been like a switch earlier. I stood. Emily knelt, her butt and pussy presented to me all ready and wanting me again. I slipped in. Obviously, Emily was still wet and that slipperiness enable trouble free entry.
After I was in she said to me, that's interesting. I asked her in what way. She said the curve of my cock was touching her clit and the back of her pussy inside and it was great. I think I must have found her G-spot LL. that almost mythical point because she started tearing at the sheet with her hands, panting hard and kept saying 'Oh my God, this is fantastic'.
Needless to say her arousal spurred mine and I changed gear and went at her like a steam engine, finally bringing her second orgasm on almost at the same time as I unloaded myself inside her. By then I had my hands firmly on her lovely breasts and Emily was up on all fours. I squeezed them, you might say, right on time and everything happened at once.
Emily and I dated right through to late 2007, by which time my travels in Europe and over here, plus moving, kept me away from her. We did renew our joint 'servicing' a couple of time is 2008 and also twice in 2009. She was never aware of the other women in my life at the time e.g. Julia, Trish, Denise x 2, Carole, Lucy etc etc., in just the same way you were never aware.
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One of many LL. France over the years has proved to be a very happy hunting ground. Funny thing is, I wasn't hunting on this occasion. I was on a photo commission for the lady above. Her name is Simone and she lived in a rambling old place a short distance outside Bourges.
I had been on another few commissions to the north including Orleans and was introduced to this lady via a phone call. She wanted a series of shots, not only of her but the old place she had recently acquired which includes the room above. She was to have it renovated and when I arrived I could see why. Although the structure looked sound, it had obviously been neglected. Windows were in a poor state and the garden was just grass around knee height. I did wander what I was walking into.
That is until a dark haired lady opened the door and introduced herself as Simone, my client. It turned out that she had a place in Paris where she spent much of her time, but had wanted something in the country away from her hectic life in the capital. As I later found out, also away from her husband.
I took shots of the house inside and out. A fair few at Simone's direction but not as many as I though she might want. Then we went inside talked for a while and sipped a late morning glass of local wine. Simone then excused herself and said she would get herself ready for some photos of her. I left her to it and just sipped my wine LL.
When she reappeared and called me into the large room above, her idea of getting ready was complete nudity. To be honest I had ceased to be surprised at French women. They would have/want sex at the drop of a hat...or panties. I photographed her nude of course. I would have been a fool to refuse and it certainly wasn't like it was my first time LL.
She posed nicely for me and indeed for her as she wanted the photos, for whatever reason. No pussy shots in her 'collection' just her body, from the front, from the side and from behind. She had a nice ass, that's for sure. Sex followed. It was inevitable, but at least she had a half decent bedroom and a very decent bed for our indecent endeavours.
I stripped off and we embraced kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Then she turned around, my hands encircled her and then wandered upward to her breasts. I cupped them gently, lifting them and encircling them with my hands. I kissed her shoulders and then her neck. Simone pushed her arse against me LL which left my erection nowhere to go except to rest in the cleft of her buttocks pointing skyward.
Slowly, she bent forward and also opened her legs. Down came my cock from its resting place. Simone continued to bend over until the tip of my erection made contact with her wet pussy. I steered myself in slowly and then started thrusting at a steady pace. I was told that 'it' was lovely.
I had half expected Simone to lean down on the bed but instead she arched her back to keep me inside her and pretty much stood while I fucked her. To keep her from falling forward LL, I had my hands on her boobs throughout and she loved every minute of it all the through until she came. There have been a few who liked sex standing up but very few standing up and having me take them from behind.
I held Simone in place when she came - no escape you might say. Consequently I felt the full force of her pussy clenching against my cock. Her tummy muscles contracting and the rest of her quivering and generally reacting. Then I withdrew, pushed her gently onto the bed rolled her over and took both her legs by the ankles and lifted them up and apart.
I looked at her and she merely said 'Oui'. I re-entered this time of course in the classic position but with me standing again. Then we were away. I think she thought she wouldn't come again as she just lay there taking all the thrusting, slow fast and from time to time hard. I was erect but still gaining rigidity. You should have seen the look on Simone's face LL. I think she wondered what I was poking her with as she kept looking down as I went in and out and her mouth forming an 'O' without uttering any sound.
I was surprised myself that I was staying so hard and on reflection afterward I put it down to the stimulation her pussy gave me earlier. Toward the end, or rather toward my coming, I changed angle slightly by pulling Simone toward me and came down on her clit. That did it for her. Her legs went as wide as they could and she came. Before she could clamp them together I held them in place as I erupted inside her. Do you know what? Holding her like that combined with my coming made her have another orgasm.
Showers for both of us...together, followed by lunch in dressing gowns and a little joint fondling and I left for Orleans and my hotel around four that afternoon, but not before fixing a meet in Paris about a week after.
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Norwich, Norfolk 2005
This photo of Melissa was taken in one of the six new properties I had built in Norwich in 2005 - 2006.
We were there for two reasons. One she wanted to see how the detached four and five bed houses were progressing and two, I was due to take her for Sunday lunch at a country pub.
I often think Mel looks a bit like Carole, but younger and with larger breasts. When we met at the development that Sunday morning in late July 2005 I had no idea how it was going to pan out. I had it in my mind and had also planned that I would show her two of the houses that were finished and nearly finished, respectively. Then drive out of the City to have coffee at Horning right on the water.
We had met about two months before at the offices of an estate agent/realtor when she was assigned to me as her client for the sale of my houses. To begin with everything was conducted on a mutually professional basis. One day when she came to take stock of progress on the development it was raining hard, so we adjourned to a nearby pub for coffee to discuss things in the dry.
Conversation turned to our personal lives and I told her my situation and that I was single. For her part she told me that she had been in a fairly long term relationship since she was twenty but that ended six months previously. She was in her mid thirties in 2005. I asked her out to dinner and to my surprise LL she accepted. From there we had a few more dates ending up after about the third one, sleeping together. First at her place then mine.
I guess we both saw things as a relationship of convenience. Melissa liked to be able to go out and most of her girl friends were married and secondly, like any healthy woman in her thirties she liked sex. In fact she told me she really liked the way I made love. We both knew that it wasn’t going to be anything long term so we enjoyed ourselves and had fun. Fun out and about and fun in bed....or elsewhere
All of which brings me to the circumstances that led to the photo above. Basically, Mel was feeling very horny that morning. We hadn't been out the day before (I had another date, but Mel had no idea), nor of course had we slept together. Funny writing this now, my days were filled with different women during those years before Ash … and since. So, having made love to Julie the day before, servicing Mel that day was part of my lifestyle then LL. You said there were plenty of women out there wanting to get laid later in 2005 - there were literally, hundreds and hundreds.
Mel's horniness could only be satisfied where we were, in the part finished house. It was July as I said and a particularly hot and sunny Sunday morning. Mel was just wearing a cotton dress and her undies comprising bra and panties. The site was secure behind security fencing and a gate that I padlocked on entry. We weren't going to be disturbed as the construction guys didn't work Sundays.
Mell took her clothes off. I did the same. It would have been easy just to lower my trousers, but most times I never felt that was fair. Mel backed up to me in a room at the back of the house that wasn't overlooked. There were no drapes of course. She liked me to stroke her breasts, gently as a starter. My hands went beneath both boobs stroking gently upward and rubbing her nipples then down again on the slope of her tits. The third stroke was always to the sides of each of her breasts. For some reason she loved that third stroke.
And...at the third stroke she always opened her legs and allowed my cock to make contact with her pussy, which was invariably wet by now and it was that morning. She slipped to and fro on my erection until her pussy was wide open. Often I would take her from behind on such occasions but that day she wanted to face me. I turned her around and we kissed. She left lipstick on my lips. I have a note in my records saying that I could feel it, taste it.
Her legs parted and I was back where I had been moments before, LL. We were holding each other tight. I could feel her hardened breast against my chest. Forget her horny feelings. I was now in the same frame of mind and wanted her soon. To access her properly, Melissa raised her left leg, wrapped it around mine while I steered myself inside her. It was going to be something a little quicker than normal.
I thrust up, my hnands against the wall. Mels hands gripped my shoulder and she just said to be hard. I was. Thrusting up against her so hard she almost lost her footing. Both her legs were in the fllor and they were apart. I took one hand of the wall and squeezed her left boob. Early it had been firm and soft now it was firm and hard. 'Uh. uh. uh' went Mel, LL, each time I thrust upward. I knew I was hitting her clit and that became apparent from her expression a few moments before she came.
Boy! Was her face red with her approaching orgasm, that and her eyes rolling. She was very much an 'eye roller', losing it momentarily just before she used to come. I watched her and gave it all I had tipping her over the edge moments later. Panting she collapsed into my arms as I withdrew from inside her. Then I turned her around and entered from behind. She spread her legs, hands against the wall and let me fuck her again. This time a little more slowly and leisurely.
Mel enjoyed sex from behind and enjoyed my holding her breasts while I thrust to and fro. One other thing she liked was for me to reach down and rub her clit while I pleasured her. It often gave her a second or third orgasm. I was rubbing quite fast that morning and then I felt she was about to come. I went into overdrive and we both had complete satisfaction moments later.
Thankfully the bathroom was finished LL and there was water. Tissues and water cleaned us up and we then dressed and went for coffee in Horning.
We continued to date off and on for over a year LL. Off when we were busy elsewhere. On when Mel fancied entertain both out and about and in our respective bedrooms, in the field next to my house twice and in Thetford Forest three times.
Fun days, happy days.
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Norfolk -2004
Sweet, but not so innocent LL. I took this photo of Clare in my home in Norfolk. In my bedroom in fact. You may wonder how such a young woman ended up there, so I will tell you.
It was during 2004 that we became acquainted. Clare lived in Scarning and was on her way to see a friend in my village. I was on the narrow back road that was the quickest way to my home. I had parked my car in one of the rough lay by's and was taking photos of the landscape from near the top of the hill. I think Clare may have seen me in the village as she stopped, wound her window down and asked if I was getting some good shots. She also sai that I was from the village which I confirmed.
I thought she was quite pretty if a little young. Anyway she knew where I lived via her friend. That village was a small place and just about everyone, knew everyone. Consequently she had heard of me and about me via her friend. Clare knew I was single, lived in a large house and had a pool.
Nothing stirred much on the hill that morning apart from the mail man’s van passing by where we were parked. She asked if I was into photography. I told her I had made a start and enjoyed it. Clare asked if I would take her photo sometime. Of course I would and I told her so. At that point in time I hadn’t taken many people or portrait shots so welcomed the opportunity. She asked when. I was with you that coming weekend LL. This conversation took place on a Tuesday in May 2004, so I suggested Wednesday or Thursday, but Clare countered that by saying she make that afternoon if I was up for it. I agreed and she went on her way to her friends.
I packed up, returned home, had a mid morning coffee and thought about what photos I would take and where that afternoon.
Clare drove up around 2.00 pm that afternoon. She had changed and was now in shorts and a tee shirt, rather than the jeans she had worn earlier. She had the sort of legs only a young woman sported. Long slim and firm. Her shorts were....short and her tee shirt encompassed breasts that I guessed were near perfect. I can't recall exactly now but I think Clare was just about thirty one at that time, a woman in her prime looking back.
I offered Clare a drink and she settled for just tea. After that I took some lovely shots of her outside in the garden in natural light. They were mainly color but I also took some black and white. I like the texture from the latter. We also wandered around the garden which she like a lot and looked at the pool. At that time it wasn't heated so as an option it was out of the question in May. I told her she could use it in the future, if she called me first.
Then we sat in the garden chatting for a while before Clare told me she needed the bathroom. I left her to it and sat by the middle pond reviewing what I had taken. I was awakened from my review by Clare calling me from the house. The sliding door into the day room to be precise LL. I looked up and sure enough there was Clare. She wasn't wearing a stitch. Fully naked, she beckoned me. To be frank, the sight of her body near took my breath away she was pretty much perfect. In a modicum of modesty she had her left leg crooked covering her pussy, briefly. As I stood, she disappeared inside.
By the time I reached the kitchen she was at the bottom of the stairs. It turned into a sort of game after that. I made it to the bottom of the stairs...as her bottom disappeared onto the landing. When I reached the top, I could see her standing in the doorway of my bedroom legs apart and holding her breasts. I started along the landing she disappeared into my room.
You didn't need a crystal ball to realise what was going to happen. I stripped off my shirt before I got to the bedroom and undid my trousers. There was Clare sitting on the end of my bed. Legs together arms back, chest thrown forward and head back...looking gorgeous. Nothing much was said at all from thereon in, apart from her first words when I entered the bedroom and they were....'Take me, make me come'.
I set about doing just that LL, after I had finished undressing.
Walking up to her as she stood at the bottom of my bed she looked good enough to eat... She put her arms around my neck and let her nipples brush my chest. My hands were on her waist, then her hips and then her very firm ass. I drew her toward me and she let go one arm and steered my erection between her legs which were now a little apart Then both her arms were back around my neck we kissed and I moved my hands from her lovely bottom to her near perfect boobs LL. Now that was a pleasure and a half.
Then after I left them she lifted her right tit and sucked me to suck it. I did and from the sounds she made, Clare was enjoying it as much as I was.
I knelt before her. She leaned forward. I fondled her breasts. She leaned forward further and I sucked on each in turn. Then she spread her legs wide. The first proper view I had of her pussy. It was oozing just a little. Clare laid back. Then she drew her legs up and apart and I had my head where my erection anticipated being very soon. Her 'petals were open like a flower and a few minutes later she came all over the under-sheet. One thing I learned about Clare was that she was very loud when she came. Boy! Was she noisy.
I stood. I took her legs and crooked them over my arms and I entered her. Clare watch as I went in LL. Then she watched as I came in and out, in and out, in and out. I think she was given to reaching her climaxes quickly because she was moaning away on the bed before I had really gotten started. Either that or she had a super sensitive pussy. I thrust and she used her hand to rub her clit for a while until she was just about there I quickened the pace and slammed into her harder and sure enough I had her gushing her juices a second time. On this occasion they were oozing out around my cock. Clare shouted again at the height of her orgasm and her body writhed and clamped, especially her pussy. In fact when I had withdrawn her pussy was still in a spasm.
One thing about younger women LL, is they have lots of energy and Clare was no exception. She realised I hadn't come of course and the fact I was still erect reinforced that fact. She playfully ordered me onto the bed, straddled me, placed me inside her and started riding me impaled as she was on my cock. That left me free to caress her her silken skin and fondle her boobs. She was good to me. Not just sitting there and rocking she made sure she rose and fell along the length of my cock, which brought me right to the point of no return.
When I told her I was coming she sat on me and rocked to and fro like fury, making herself come almost as soon as I did. Then as we enjoyed our climaxes she lay full length on me with me still inside her.
I loved kissing Clare, that in itself was a lovely experience. Clare told me that our sex had been great and that she wanted to do it again and again, as she got dressed.
We did. It was quite easy to hook up for some 'fun' interludes, almost any time during the week and on the odd occasion she slept over. One thing I enjoyed with all my women apart from you LL, was trust. They all trusted me. Those I had long term relationships with in particular, were all women I know I could trust. None like you. Playing away and ripping a person off when they were at fault.
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Newmarket 2005
She lived in Newmarket in a new two bed end of terraced house in a cu-de-sac. I think I spent as much time there with her as she did with me in Norfolk. It was a different arrangement o most of my other ladies, in that she didn’t expect or want me to take her out or away, just be available to service her.
Give she was very attractive, to me, I had no problem with that. It was coincidental that at the time another lady from King’s Lynn in her early forties wanted me for frequent sex at the same time. Her name was Denise. I was certainly in demand and so were some of the women I knew. It wasn’t a one way street. There were certain women I couldn’t get enough of. Sadly, LL due to your behaviour, you weren’t one of them.
The first time Sarah and I got together was at her Newmarket home just after she had returned from The Algarve. She asked me over one afternoon the day after she had returned. I had that confirmed by seeing her flimsy bikinis drying on a washing line in the back yard. She invited me in, made coffee and we sat at her small table. Sarah and I had exchanged photos and chatted extensively while she was away, so it felt like we knew a fair bit about each other.
That included quite a few ‘naughty’ exchanges in which she told me what she liked and asked me what I would do to her. Consequently, it didn’t seem at all strange when she asked me if I wanted to go to bed with her soon after I arrived. The photo above was taken shortly before we 'retired' to her rather bouncy bed.
The bed wasn't the only thing that bounced LL. Sarah's neat little boobs moved in unison with the bed as I thrust in and out. Surprising really as they were quite firm. Sarah wasn't the passive type either - she was as much into 'the action' as I was, bucking upward, sucking on me while I licked her. Offering her tits to me frequently to suck on. Sex was real fun with her. I guess we tried every position as thy say....one way and another.
I even lifted her up by her arse and she wrapped her legs around me while fucked. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned back so she could make the running. Quite sexy really. I think it's called the cradle position. Then sitting on my lap while I was siting on her bedroom stool pumping up and down until she came. facing away when I grabbed her boobs in my hands. facing me when I could suck on them. Plus of course most of the usual positions.
One thing with Sarah, apart from her having a nice tight pussy and being an excellent lay, was that I never knew what she might want when we met. That made things quite exciting, along with her love of having sex out doors in the summer.
She thought I was pretty darn good too, otherwise she wouldn't have come back for more and more, as she did.
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Phoenix 2018
Julia is a bonus, you might say. She wanted to get on within our companies in the South West and thought sleeping with the boss might help her career. It did, but not because she slept with me. Julia is very able and a go-getter when it comes to business so I would have moved her up the organisation regardless.
Having said all that she made herself available, I was often, but not always, on my own when staying in Phoenix so having a bed mate was/is very welcome. The fact she has great boobs and a nice curvy figure probably swayed me too. Little heavy around the hips maybe but that meant I have a great ass to hold..
Julia loves sex and with me being as many women have said, highly sexed, our lovemaking was perfect and is perfect. I always know that when I'm there I am going to enjoy a good lay.
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Norfolk 2004/2005/2006
The first time I met her was December 2004. She was walking down the hill from the small church the other side of the ford from where I lived. It was snowing and I stopped and offered her a lift as she only had a thin coat on. I didn't have to drive far to drop her off, just into the village a short way. In those few minutes Amy asked whether I was the man who lived in the Drew's old house. That was the previous owner's surname. I said I was and she replied asking was I there all alone now? I said I was. The death of my late wife was well known in the village.
The next time I saw her was quite close to Christmas 2004. According to Amy she was walking by and thought she would call and thank me properly for the short lift I had given her a couple of weeks previously. I didn't normally have uninvited attractive women call on me, so Amy's ring on the door bell was a nice surprise. It was cold out, there had been a sharp frost that morning and the field out front and my lawn were still white.
Amy loved what she saw of downstairs and was bowled over by the fact I had an Aga. I told her to stand against the rail on it and warm herself up while I offered tea or coffee...or hot chocolate. She went for the latter. I also had the heating on that morning so the house was very comfortable. I took her coat from her and we sat in the day room around that coffee table I had there then.
I was quite surprised by what she said next LL.
Amy told me that one of her friends and work colleagues was Kim. The one who worked in the estate agents/realtors. She went on to say that she had heard that I was ‘good’. Adding all the other things she had said during the period of the lift I had given her and a few other signals, I knew what she was getting at. I decided to play the game and asked her in what way was I good. Amy smiled at me and said she knew from the way I looked at her that I knew what she meant. We both smiled and laughed snd then I asked if that was an offer and she said...yes.
At the time LL, she was wearing tight jeans and a loose jumper of quite a chunky knit It was a soft peach color and her blonde hair nearly blended with it. I figured she had worn it because of the cold outside. Amy said she had also heard from Kim that I took photos and with that she pulled the jumper over her head LL to reveal …well what she revealed is captured in my photo above. She wasn't wearing a bra.
I had produced my camera and she had produced … her tits LL. Looking at my lens as I extended it to focus on her she asked if it was a phallic symbol. I smiled and said it was if she wished to be. ‘Let’s go to bed’, were her next words. I wasn’t going to argue with that and we went to my bedroom. In fact Amy ran there saying ‘Catch me and you can have me’.
She made it easy by stopping at the bottom of my bed and beginning to undo her jeans. I joined her in losing my shirt and trousers. We both stood facing each other. Me in my underwear and nothing else, Amy in her panties and nothing else. I put my hands inside her panties where her ass was and she, well she just pulled the front of mine down and you can guess what popped out.
My almost arisen erection took her eye as I pulled her panties over her hips and down her thighs. My eyes were still on her boobs, but then wandered down to what passed for pubic hair. Just a straight line pointing down to her pleasure spot. Amy pushed my pants down and we were both fully naked. She was standing with her legs slightly apart. That is when we started … and didn’t stop until she came.
The first thing that happened was that Amy took my cock in her hand and soon had it fully extended...or rather fully erect. That was nice. Meantime I had coaxed her pussy into a receptive state with my fingers. She was very nicely lubricated.
Next thing is she is on her back legs aprt and up using my appendage to make herself come...and she did. Then she steered me inside her. I plunged into those warm, silky and stimulating depths repeatedly while squeezing her breasts. they were pretty firm to start with. Once they were engorged I could hardly move them and her nipples were as hard as bullets. She came again. I styed inside her briefly then withdrew. I hadn't come.
Amy was in a bit of a sexual frenzy because she took my erection again and stoked her pussy rapidly shouting out twice more. I'm not sure if she came twice more but it certainly sounded like it. I decided that we should try from behind. I wanted to come and she was up, or rather down, for it and so I fucked her from behind until I felt the familiar further swelling just before I come. Amy was certainly enjoying it even though her face told what might seem a different story. Every time she looked back at me she had her face screwed up and her mouth wide open. You could say she was screwed both ends LL.
We didn't stop there...that particular day we did...but not in the medium and long term. She even spent time at my Docklands apartment in 2006 and later, much later, about ten years later in fact, she has visited my Sandbanks home and also here in Florida.
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Sandbanks, Dorset 2016
On this particular week we both found ourselves in our respective properties on our own. Emma visited Sandbanks far more than her parents who usually now came about twice a year. I had visited from London where I had been before heading off to Europe for the summer. All my usual haunts. France, Spain Italy and Greece.
So...two souls both rattling around in fairly large houses with no company it was quite natural that Emma called on me that afternoon and we had a few drinks in the garden. I knew she was quite a flirty woman and sexually something of a flaunted of her ‘assets. After drinks we went over to her parent’s place, where she said she was going to change. Her idea of changing is what you see above. Just her panties and a see through top to tempt me.
I didn’t need encouragement of that sort , nice as it was and nice as it was that she let me and wanted me to record her on my cameras. The plural is there for a reason. I took stills and by the time we got down to things, she wanted me to set up my video camera while we made love. I went back to my house and fetched it. The camera is a six grand affair, not one of those little home jobs. That plus the still camera set to video as well and I had all the angles covered...for her and for me.
There have been a fair percentage of women in my life that have wanted their lovemaking recorded. They seem to get off on it. I know I certainly do, reliving those intimate moments and movements. Maybe one day I will share some edited pieces with you.
Emma sat on the couch in the lounge of her parent’s place which is where I took the photo above. Having displayed her breasts to me temptingly covered...it didn't take her long to remove that flimsy top and then lean forward from that couch so that we could kiss, I could fondle both of those lovely orbs which just about fitted my hands LL. Boy they were nice to handle. I recall I slid off my armchair and knelt between her legs when she offered each of her boobs up for some pleasant suckling.
All of that made her wet, she said so and when I got up could see so. As a result She laid right back and asked me to take her panties off (she said knickers, but I have been over here too long now). I drew the blinds on the large windows just in case and had removed my polo shirt. I then turned around and started on my chinos. Emma was completely laid back, no coyness evident as she was completely prone with her legs wide apart. I did notice she had added a thick blanket to the couch...for obvious reasons.
Then it was in between those soft silky thighs (as above) LL and another opportunity to work on Emma's boobs. Her face didn't look like it does in the photo when she came several times that afternoon, but it sported a smile afterward!
AS I said we had the occasional bonking afternoon when we were both there, more often at my place than her parents and added to that was some humping in London as well. I never have turned down an attractive women's request when it is as satisfying as it was with Emma...and many others.
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Norfolk 2004
You know LL, in that year and after, I never ceased to be amazed at how easily and willingly women would tumble in to my bed and open their legs and sweet little Vicky was no exception. She came to me, literally after I found out much later, comparing notes with her friend at my barbers. That is the lady I ahve spoken of before who flirted while doing my hair and then found her way into my bed. She was of course welcome.
Remind me to tell you about my dentist one day.... that's another story and a half.
Vicky had gained my number and email from her friend and emailed me saying who she was and might we meet. She attached a few photos that encouraged me to say yes. The one above is taken by me but I think it is a little over exposed rather like Vicky!
She called at my place - the least public place to meet for her one Wednesday afternoon and as her email intimated she was really only interested in getting laid by me. However, I would not be a good host if I hadn't offered her a drink which I did. This was late June of 2004, by the way. WE downed our tea nad coffee. Vicky was wearing a flimsy top through which I could make out her bra and also shorts.
I was in my shorts and wearing a short sleeved shirt.
Her top came off, her bra came off . My shirt came off ... and we were still in the kitchen. Her mouth got acquainted with mine while her chest achieved the same with my chest. From there we went straight upstairs to my bedroom.
There we faced each other and I undid her shorts while she did the same to my belt. Down came her shorts and I removed mine. This joint enterprise of undressing each other continued. Vicky was pulling my underpants off almost in desperation. ‘Quick I want you’, she said. Down they went followed rapidly by her panties as she laid back on the bed and allowed me to pull them down and off. My erection was waving around and her eyes were fixated on it.
I leaned forward and she took it in hand and used it on her damp soon to become wet pussy. She rubbed me to and fro faster and faster. That had two effects LL. It hardened me enormously and made her wet and wide open, her petals spread apart. I took over with my fingers and rubbed her clit while inserting two fingers in her pussy. Shortly afterward, she came. Quite high pitched cries, my notes tell me and her back arching when she let everything go.
She panted for a short while during which time I pulled her down the bed toward where I was standing, hoisted her legs up and apart and started to negotiate her entrance. Vicky was tight, I was/am large so it took a few moments to coax her opening into accepting me. Then I was in, slowly plunging nearly all my length into her. She gasped uttered an ‘Oh God’ and said ‘You are so thick, you fill me completely’. To be honest LL I knew I did. I could feel I did.
I started slowly until I felt she had dilated a bit more and so she felt comfortable. Each time my hood reached her entrance she kept saying ‘ Oh, Oh, this is so lovely’. I changed the angle of insertion slightly so that I rubbed her clit with each stroke, in and out....that of course caused sweet little Vicky to erupt yet again.
I should mention here that she was not a lot taller than you LL - a few inches perhaps. Consequently, she was a little short in the leg department, as you were and are. Her boobs were smaller too, as you can see, but they were a lot younger, firmer and very responsive. By the time she ejected her cum all over me they were two quite hard breasts with nipples erect.
When I withdrew, she said, 'Oh my God, you are still erect and pulled me down on the bed. I knew what was coming and I was right. Those young firm silk, thighs straddled me and she guided my erection back inside her. Vicky was in no hurry to come again and she sat there for a short time with me inside her throbbing with anticipation. 'That's nice', she said as I fondled those perfect little tits of hers. Then in leaning forward to offer me her nipples to suck on, she started an up and down movement on my erection. That was very pleasant for both of us LL.
Once she got into the rhythm she was pumping up and dow while being on all fours above me. Her breasts moving in time to her movements. Laying on my back it was quite a pleasant view. You have to remember she was young at thirty, lithe, sexy and energetic. It certainly all combined to keep me hard. At some point I looked at her face and could see she was beginning to get closer and closer to her orgasm.
I rolled her to my left side and then re-mounted her almost immediately LL, and started thrusting fast, but not hard as she seemed such a small woman under me. That did it for her - 'Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohhhh no, yes, oh yes yessssss!' Those remarks or rather expressions of satisfaction are taken word for word from my notes. A couple of grunts from me and I unloaded all I had inside her.
Sweet Vicky later told me that I was everything she had been told I was and more. Not only that she wanted to be serviced regularly as she told me she was highly sexed and needed to have sex frequently. Privately, I have noted that my thoughts at the time were....join the club. We did meet up frequently. Not always indoors and that went on until early 2007, even though by then she was engaged and thirty four.
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New York 2017
Our first shoot in my NY studio went very well and she was surprised to learn that I had also been a banker (albeit in a different area and country). She was in the investment sector. I took quite a few on that first occasion and Sophie was really interested in the black and white versions. After that first session, she booked another about four weeks later as I went over to LA for a fortnight. Then back to New Hampshire, before returning to NYC.
That took place again at the studio. We were getting on well LL, as you might imagine. I seem to have that knack with women...they like me. Even you did until you played your stupid games. More photos, not too many this time and then just as she was leaving she invited me to her place for dinner the following evening. I accepted. Who wouldn't in my shoes LL. Sophie was good company, had intelligent conversation, is very attractive and single.
I turned up at her home on time. You may have heard of the Upper East Side. It refers to the east side of Manhattan LL. Quite an exclusive area and I should know. Therefore Sophie and I are near neighbors when I am up there. Her father owns her place. I own mine. Sophie surprised me with an excellent dinner.
The following morning a Saturday, is when I was asked to take some sexy and nude photos of her LL. The shot above is just one. She had this thing about her panty hose, or tights to you. She loved shots of herself in a variety of them and also various panties...nothing else...and then further still, nothing at all.
I am sure you have noted the fact that I said the following morning. I went to bed at her place. She went to bed. I was alone in my bed a whole ten minutes. After that I wasn’t alone until I got up and made coffee for the both of us. Having Sophie’s lovely breasts pressed against me for a good part of the night was sheer pleasure as was our lovemaking, the details of which remain private.
She is visiting the ranch in March, when I return there.
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California 2007
Jenny lived a pretty high life being married to a much older man...older even than I was at the time. In fact she told me that I was 'youthful' in comparison! Compliments like that are always welcome. It became apparent by the second visit and in conversation that theirs was an open marriage. Open for her that is, in that he could no longer 'perform' for her. Consequently, she told me she sought satisfaction of her needs elsewhere, but was quite choosy.
By the third visit Jen had asked me if I would take shots of her in her lingerie. This was already a regular feature of some of my client shoots dating back to the Fall of 2006 in the UK. It seemed certain women liked to display their bodies for the camera. Needless to say they were nearly all women with good figures.
Jen changed into Lingerie on that third day late morning. I took her in various , shall we say combinations, and she was pleased with nearly all of them...so was I. Given her very shapely figure and pretty large breasts I was only too happy spending my morning in that way. Toward midday she returned to the back deck and this time she was topless and wearing that chiffon type affair you see above.
I am easily aroused and having seen her near naked body most of the morning, the sight of her boobs under that garment had me on the rise. I tried to damp things down as I worked, but when Jen said to me come to bed and took that top and her panties off , just yards from where the shot above was taken ... that was it.
We were in her bedroom, I was three quarters to losing my clothes and Jen just stood there naked waiting and watching. In particular her eyes settled on my erection and mine ,of course, on her shape her breasts and the merest whisper of pubic hair that I was soon to get up close and personal with.
She came three times we made love twice and I came once. A case of three, two, one LL. I am not going into detail and I would mention that Jen or Jenny is not her first name. For both of those points the reason is anonymity. Her husband knew she had lovers, but there was no reason to rub his nose in the fact. He passed away four years ago and 'Jen' is single.
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Have a nice day ma'am
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