For LL in the UK
I have no doubt you have probably seen enough of my portfolios LL, but I will continue to post them nevertheless as a reminder to you of how through your own actions and rather cynical approach to me after two years together, I survived and thrived. That is, financially, sexually and very happily. A life style that you might dream of but that I always had in my sights.
The difference between you and I apart from my being honest and you being untrustworthy is that I have always had a plan, always thought things through (even hooking up with you, believe it or not) and always remained focused on my goals.
Some of the women in this blog are displaying their 'wares', so a small warning that some shots are reasonably explicit LL.
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This shot of Madelaine was taken in my studio LL She is French and at the time was working for the French Government in London. A friend recommended me as a photographer that she, the friend, was sure Madelaine would like and be able to relax with.
I did a small shoot for her including some near nude photos such as the one above - where she is in fact wearing panties. That didn't last long
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Private beach, private lady. Great figure
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Little more intimate from hereon in.....
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Rather short was Sue, hence the heels. In fact she had been walking around like that to please me. I thought it made her look extra sexy and it pushed her ass out nicely. I'm sitting opposite in this shot, of course.
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Australia 2009
Mel showing me her athletic abilities and a little more. No inhibitions of course. Her athleticism wasn't confined to tree climbing (I think it was a eucalyptus) either! Great lay 10/10 and 'down under' a few times, too.
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Miami, Florida 2008
Entry assured with Lauren, every time we met. She had a generous pussy and an appetite for sex to match.
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Oxford, UK 2005
Carolyn was definitely a lady who knew what she wanted. Pretty feisty too. I loved her no nonsense approach to...everything. If you view this shot closely you will realise she is lining herself up for a second...penetration. Taken in her garden and taken her on her garden furniture. Large house large garden miles from the next place. Separated and a great 9/10.
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Thetford 2004
These two sots were taken at Claire's home near Thetford at the back end of September 2004.
She had just moved into a small new property in the area - her first home. At thirty two she was really plaesed with the place and her achievement in buying it. I met Claire via a mutual woman friend in Norwich where Claire worked. I had met my friend Jenny for a coffee and a quick bite (no, not that kind LL) during her lunch hour.
Along came Claire. Jenny introduced me and I hauled up an extra chair. We stayed there chatting until Jenny had to go back to work. Claire had another half hour before she needed to return, so we sat and talked which is when she told me about her house. Then to my small surprise she asked if I would like to see it. We fixed a day and time and I agreed to call on her.
I have noted that something cropped up in the interim for me and I had to put or meet back by a day. Eventually, I made it to her place which was situated on a new development not far off the A11. To cut a long story short, my tour of the house ended in the bedroom where Claire in a loose top and shorts, shed both to reveal nothing beneath. As you can see we enjoyed quite a relaxing time, which in fact was interspersed with moments of high intensity and lots of shouts from her.
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Denmark 2006
Freya, who you could say is 'posing' for the camera (and for me). She was certainly winking at me Taken in her holiday cabin near Nordenhuse. A time to relax, a time to reflect and as Freja liked...a time to fuck....and she liked that a lot. Divorced woman whose husband was a friend of a friend. Amazing how one makes and made these connections LL This was a very nice 'connection' obviously!
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Norway 2016
I've known Hanne above for some years and when she divorced her husband, an acrimonious affair, she called on me, of all people as a shoulder to cry on. That was in 2015. When I returned in 2016 at her invitation it was like going home somehow (maybe I have Viking blood!) We started an affair. The shoulder to cry on soon became her bed to cuddle in and make love. Back in 2015 it had been separate rooms.
Glorious location on the fjord LL - trees/forest, wildlife and a beautiful woman. My idea of heaven.
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There are three Interstate routes east from southern California LL. The mountain route through Denver on I-70. The southern route on I-10 and the route through New Mexico and Oklahoma I-40. For the initial part of this particular trip in 2008 I decided to head for Albuquerque via Flagstaff, Arizona.
It brought its own 'reward' in the shape of Lisa who appears in the two shots above. It was one of these chance things. I had decided to stay just outside of the big city in a B & B, no motels on this trip or hotels when a good B & B was to hand. Later I would use hotels on this particular journey which would take me to a friends in Texas (male this time).
When I arrived the woman who owned the business checked me in and took payment. I had a bit of a drive to get there so went to my room straight away. There was a tap on my door about an half hour later. It was the lady owner there to tell me she was away in Oklahoma for a few days visiting family, but she was leaving the place in the capable hands of another woman...called Lisa. I said that it was fine and that it made no difference to me and thanked her for letting me know LL.
How wrong could I be.
The rest of that day was spent freshening up and finding somewhere to eat, updating my 'logs' and catching up on emails regarding my business interests. I was ready to hit the sack around 10.00 pm. I hadn't seen sight nor sound of the other lady but I had heard the sound of her. Seemed also that I was the only guest. I counted four bedrooms, so it wasn't a big operation I occupied one. The lady of the house another and I guessed her substitute one of the others.
When I went down that morning for breakfast I was surprised to see the substitute was the young woman who introduced herself as Lisa. She sat with me for a while chatting while I was on my second coffee. Then I left to explore the area, take some shots and spend sometime relaxing and watching the world.
I ate at lunchtime that day so just took a sub back to the B & B and went to my room. The place was quite folksy LL, lots of homemade fabrics and ornaments around including the bedspread in my room. It was all comfortable enough and after spending the day outside I was looking forward to relaxing in my room. I didn't see Lisa anywhere when I came in but I sure did see her when I entered my room. She was stretched out on my bed, pretty much naked except for some woolen item and for some bizarre reason a gold colored chain which adorned her waist just above her pussy.
When I saw her I told her that 'this was a surprise' and she had replied that she hoped it was a nice one. At that point Lisa swung her legs over unto the floor as I stood before her and started to undo my belt. Her tiny pointed breasts jutting out toward me. I found out later that she was twenty seven.
Down came everything below my waist as I shed my shirt. Next thing is as I am pulling my shirt of is the feeling of her warm wet lips encompassing my now erect cock. Not only that she was taking my full length into her mouth and throat again and again, nice and slowly. I have to say that was really nice LL.
I found her clit she having spread her legs wide and I rubbed it. Lisa wet, she was sticky and her juices continued to flow the more I rubbed. She lay back now having drawn just a smidgen of semen from me. I rubbed faster and faster and then she came came. I kept rubbing despite her climax and her whole body was shuddering, shaking, quivering uncontrollably.
It was quite something to watch and Lisa's face was a picture. I find a woman coming incredibly sexy and arousing and what followed was some really good sex. That didn't stop Lisa coming again twice either. She also asked the classic question - where did I learn to make love like that!?
She slept with me that night and we made love the following morning. Lisa was pretty energetic, I have to say. Maybe because I was leaving that day. Haven't seen her since, although we did email for a bit.
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Pippa - a Chinese American friend who I stayed with on the same trip that took me to New Mexico - see above. Nicely endowed and I love a good endowment.
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A friend, Dominique, from Paris gracing my bath...and bed. Supposedly away with girl friends while her husband twenty five years her senior stayed working in Paris. This time it was a case of while the Cat's away more a case of the cat staying at home. Not truly satisfied for some weeks when she arrived, she left more than fully satisfied. Such a gorgeous body going to waste with Henri, such a shame. We meet i paris too, at my place. After all a man's got do what/who a man's got to do. In this case Dominique and she welcomed every minute and inch of me as I ,equally, enjoyed every inch of her LL.
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Kirkcudbright, Scotland 2004
You had no idea did you LL and you thought you were so 'clever' in cheating on me. You were so wrapped up in your own agenda that failed to notice the faintest hint that I was doing the same to you.
Given the fact I was getting laid with women like Jenny, above, quite regularly, it's a wonder I stayed the course with you as long as I did. Of course I was more than just fond of you but when that revelation came in March 2004 you blew away a good part of my feelings for you in one stroke. So, as you now know, I looked elsewhere.
Whilst a great deal of the women I have had affairs with were for nothing more than the sex on both sides, I did and do get to sleep with some gorgeous ladies. Jenny was one such and fairly early too in June 2004. I was allowed a few photos of her naked and this was one I took the second time we met at her modest home. You can see why I went back to her with some regularity, I'm sure. She 'welcomed me in' literally and fully. on each and every occasion.
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As always with my blogs LL many of the women you have seen before and that includes more than a few of the shots below. Some are from various vacations and I have marked them as such.
Sarah - a real handful...
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An offer was made and I honored that offer quite a few times that week. Don’t ask how I landed on my feet so well LL. I don’t honestly know, but I am forever grateful. They kept coming and ....coming. They obviously saw something in me and about me that attracted them.
London 2007
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Beautiful home, beautiful woman beautiful sex. Rachel was/is a lovely woman who I last saw in 2018 ...in a similar state of undress.
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A naughty daughter - no sex, although it was on offer, for sure.
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Ellie my first London lover, this side of 1972.
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Emma's bedroom was a bit like a bordello. She had one wall painted grey and the other three in an off white colour. However, the duvet cover was red, the pillow cases red and her bedroom chair also. She was divorced and to be honest a little strange. No that's not the word - she was a rather sad and needy woman. In fact, when we chatted online she was all for rushing things to a date before I had asked her a few basic questions.
However she was insistent and so I drove over one weekday to see her. There wasn't any doubting what she wanted or needed. That summer's evening she had prepared a meal for me which was pretty good considering I had been cooking for myself or eating out. Before the meal was ready we sat out on her small patio enjoying some wine. I was aware that if I drank too much I might have to stay and it was early in our date. I sipped, she supped. She had dressed up for me. A dress, fairly low cut, but no so I could see much further than the swell of her breasts. A small slit in her dress showed some of her leg. It was subtle but the message had been conveyed.
Emma had cooked a surprisingly good meal and we enjoyed it together. Conversation tended to come from her mainly. How she was on her own, missing out on...then she had paused and said....things. Another subtlety, if it had been needed.
I took the hint which is how I ended up in the red bedroom. Emma was indeed desperate. She had her dress off in a flash when we got there. No bra underwear, but she was wearing panties although they neither hid covered very much. I could see through them. I have to say that she had a pretty decent figure, not perfect but then she was in her mid forties. I was certainly attracted by her boobs which I had more than a good look at as I undressed.
Emma took her panties off as I was left with just my boxers. I took them off. My erection had been aided by the sight of her breast. they were pretty darn good, conical in shape, holding up really well and topped by nice pink nipples. First of all Emma sat on the bed then she lay back with her legs slightly open. I did the rest pushing them apart and burying my head down there.
I’m not sure how or why, but she was open and quite wet and yet this was the first time I had touched intimately her that evening. I wrapped my lips around her pussy sucking each of her lips softly into my mouth to the usual accompaniment of mmmm's and that's nice, very nice. It was obvious to me at least that she hadn't had a man in some time as she was hungry, very hungry.
She kept urging herself on, holding my head down and saying more, more. I had those rather nice breasts in hand...both hands and was squeezing them as Licked her wide open. I could almost have gotten lost in there she was so wide.
I made a discovery with my tongue LL. Her clit. It wasn't difficult as it was one of the biggest clits I have come across. Most are quite small, but not Emma's. It was quite prominent and although not yet erect it didn't take long to acquire that state under my tongues attentions. Erect it was large enough for me to suck on fully and that sent Emma through the roof metaphorically speaking.
Her body bucked up toward me nearly knocking my teeth with her pubic bone. I knew now if I didn't already what was going to make her come. In fact I didn't have to do anything more. My sucking and teasing the tip of he clit made her erupt, quiver and generally hit her climax. When I say quiver, I really mean that.
She quivered all over. Her legs her tummy and her upper body were in a spasm for nearly a minute a rare occasion, but boy did she enjoy it. During all of this she was whimpering, almost crying with pleasure. When finally, she came back down to earth she wanted just one thing, my thing...inside her.
She had clamped her legs together when she climaxed, but now she spread them wide and high in welcome. I acepted her welcome LL and my slightly upward curved erection entered her to its full extent. Little 'resistance' from her pussy going in, I plunged her depths to her delight. 'Oh P, that is sooo nice', she kept saying. In and out I pumped her faster and faster and then she went again.
Oh, oh, ohhhh, yes oh God yes and she shuddered all over again as she came once more. As I measure it she had come twice within ten minutes. I wasn't finished with her. Twice she had had her pleasure now it was my turn. When I turned her over and told her to kneel, she knew I wanted to take her from behind. She knelt splayed her legs and leant on her arms on the bed. I stood and then entered her swollen and dilated pussy.
Undoubtedly, this time my erection and its thickness touched part it had before. Emma was moaning, shouting out and generally making a lot of noise as I thrust repeatedly in and out. Her juices were flowing all around both of us. Her face took on a look of pain although it was the fact that I kept going and going that made her frown. The repeated banging against he. I knew I would come soon and I also could tell Emma might manage a third time too.
I slapped her bottom with my right hand several times. She clenched and then told me to do it again. Three more slaps and she started coming. That was it for me. I went into overdrive and thrust as fast as I could causing Emma to come and me to swell and eject all I had into her.
When I withdrew I could see some of my semen oozing from her pussy as in went through a series of contractions. Emma then did something that caused me mild surprise. She came and sat on the end of the be where I was standing and she placed her mouth over my cock and started sucking and taking me into her mouth and throat as far as she could.
To some extent it was like being inside her again, but different. Normally when I come I deflate pretty quickly after withdrawal, but somehow Emma had me erect again using her mouth. Not only that I felt things happening deep inside and was sure she would make me come once more. I had nothing for my hands to do standing there.
I was just resting them on Emma's shoulders, so I decided handling her breasts would be a much nicer use for them and so I fondled and squeezed away as she somehow 'squeezed' me to the point where I ejaculated a second time right into her mouth and then down onto her boobs. She was delighted and so was I!
We showered and I slept with her that night. Out intimacy didn't change my initial opinion of her as being rather sad and needy. She spent the early part of the night clinging to me, her rather lovely breasts on my chest LL. That is how we slept and somehow that is how we woke up the following morning, when she decided a ride was on the cards and....on me. My EMHO wasn't wasted. In fact it is often one of the best LL and it did all required of it twice that morning.
Emma and I were never going to be 'an item' but we enjoyed having sex with each other and so we did for six months from mid January 2005 onward
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Andrea came over for photographs on the back of a friend's recommendation.
One of my local 'friends' LL. I was happy to take a few shots of her as a favour to my friend, but it turned out that the recommendation had been for more than my photographic skills. The words 'came over' and the 'on the back of' are quite appropriate.
Two things surprised me when Amelia arrived. One she was a fair bit younger than my friend and two she was wearing what might be termed as very little. I made notes at the time and these reveal that I had just emailed you about the coming weekend, even though I knew of course that you were working. I wasn't I was 'redundant' following a reorganisation at the company effective in that September in the meantime I was on garden leave as there was nothing for me to do at the office, the operation having been closed down
Consequently, I was at home to meet Amelia when she drew up in a little Citroen car. I greeted her made her tea and coffee for me. We chatted. I asked her what she wanted which for some reason she was rather taken aback with and then collected herself and realised I was taking about photos!
Amelia was dressed in shorts and a top that didn't quite make it to the top of her shorts, si she was showing her long slender legs and a part of her midriff. In fact viewed from the back she barely had her arse covered LL. Thoughts passed through my mind but I pushed those aside. Amelia said she would leave it to me to decided what photos to take so I told that to begin with just act naturally and continue to talk, so she did. A bit self consciously at first but as I kept taking photos she became more natural. I had decided on thsi approach rather than posed shots because of how she was dressed.
She asked if she could look around and told her to go ahead and I would follow with the camera. When it came to upstairs she poked her around three of the bedroom doors while I took more shots. I would delete those that were no good later. Then the phone rang and I went down to the hall receiver to answer it.
When I returned I found Amelia in my bedroom looking out of the window towards the church, across the fields. It was a completely natural pose and I took a photo. Then she turned around, shrugging her top off her shoulder as she did which is when I got the shot above LL. Obviously, she had removed her bra in my absence on the phone and was now topless. She smiled at me and removed her top completely, revealing her two small pointed breasts.
Amelia didn't stop there either off came her shorts beneath which there were no panties. At that point I put the camera on top of the dressing table as she walked toward me. As I said she was young.but not as young as I thought at twenty nine and she was frisky that was for sure. When she reached me she put her hands on my cheeks and kissed me. I kissed her back holding her by her hips. Then she unbuttoned my shirt, button by button while I paid more than a little attention to her boobs, small as they were.
They responded to my touch to the extent that her nipples became erect and stood out had and erect, which was where I was getting beneath my chinos. Amelia slipped my shirt off. I slipped my chinos off and she slipped my boxers off. She turned around and thrust her rather lovely butt against me, opening her legs just enough to accommodate my erection between them then closing her legs tight against me.
Amelia was slim, shapely with long slender legs and she molded all of that, her body against me as we stood there. I caressed her from her lower tummy all the way to those breasts of hers. They were about the smallest I had encountered but her nipples made up for the lack of size. Around this time and even in the heat of our mutual arousal - she was wet and wide now - I wondered if she would be able to take me inside her, which is of course what she wanted and why she was at my home. The photos were an excuse LL.
Now she was wrapped in my arms and her hand holding mine on her breasts. Once again I had to ask myself how did I get from some innocent photography to this, and the answer was because a woman had arranged for it to happen. Amelia in this case but she certainly wasn't the first to manipulate her way to getting laid.
Amelia turned around and slipped me between her legs again her small breasts and in particular those nipples brushing my chest as I held her nice tight arse in my hands. That was a very pleasant moment with more pleasure to come...and come we did. She sat down on the bed and just said' Fuck me'. I flicked her legs up and she fell back on my bed.
Her pussy, when I looked down, was wet, pink and partially open. I didn't think it needed any encouragement from my tongue, but decided to give it anyway as most women that I have had like to come that way before penetration...and so it was Amelia came and quite quickly after my attentions to her little clit. Even after she had come, she was still sensitive enough that when I gave it a few more flicks she went into another spasm.
I stood up and lined up my erection. Slowly placing my tip in her very wet opening and pushing forward. Her pussy was tight and it took a few moment to get my 'hood' past the first part of her. She gasped when I eventually popped inside. Even more slowly she took my length, inch by inc until I was all the way in. 'Wow!' were her next words, 'You are really thick, I can feel you touching me everywhere'.
I started on the 'journey'. Slowly at first in and out. In fact I did that for some time just a gentle in and out motions accompanied by a lot of wet sounds from down there LL. Amelia watched me from where she was laying. I bent over a few times and sucked her nipples which she really liked. Then she urged me on both verbally and through her own upward thrusts until we were in unison and thrusting faster and faster until Amelia uttered the immortal words of 'Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh my God', as she came again.
As she was contracting against me quite firmly with her orgasmic spasm I continued thrusting fast. I wanted to come and indeed soon felt it rising in me and speeding its way out of me and into Amelia.
I'm not sure what I triggered by she screamed out and I felt her come again just as I ejaculated. I know she found that profoundly satisfying, but I did too. Its not often a woman comes at exactly the same moment as I do, but Amelia did. I could regale you LL, with further forays with her but maybe I will save those for another time.
Did you really think I would sit around and do nothing while you played away - if you did then you were a fool and we both now that indeed you were
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Montana 2007
Moving up the range a bit LL. Both ranges. The age range and the one in Montana. This lady called Mary Anne - she used both names - accommodated me in her guest house for three nights and in her bed for two. At forty seven she was at the upper range of my lays. Funny isn't it - you were and still are the oldest woman I have bedded. Even dear old Carole was younger than you.
Mary Anne didn't want any frontal photos so by way of a memento she allowed this shot. Nice ass and not a bad lay on my trip across the northern States that year. Incidentally, that bed was real bouncy and creaked loads!
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Interesting how one thing leads to another and one woman leads to another LL. That is exactly what happened when I met a lady called Helen in Cambridge as a result of my software revealing your conversations with the fat guy you still hold onto. I guess there isn't much hope of anyone else is there.
Helen and I were occasional lovers from March of that year and through her I met some of her friends and colleagues, including Lyn who is in the photo above. She 'teased' me away from Helen one day and as a result of our mutual attraction and I guess perhaps something of my reputation as a lover being known to her, I started visiting her as well.
This shots which she allowed were taken at her place in central Cambridge. I think they are quite sexy showing her removing her hold ups. They were followed in short order by her bra and panties. Lyn turned out to be a very active lover, not one of the passive ones who just lay back and let me do all the work.
How I fitted all the women in I have no idea but I was pretty organised by 2005. My diary tells a tale in itself - a private diary that is - as do the copious notes I have made of each encounter, going right back to and including you LL, in 2003. I decided memory alone wasn't enough.
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About two weeks before Helen came on the scene in Cambridge, I had been on one of my numerous vists to you. On the way back I called in on one of my regular lovers. Sue always had a day off on Mondays so it fitted perfectly as indeed she did or I did, depending on your point of view.
The photo was taken a lot earlier though in April 2004. Nice body like many others I have enjoyed, so many LL that you would be surprsied at the true extent even when I was still just about seeing you. Love the dimples just above her arse and I saw those more than a few times especially when we were connected. No way were we going to be an 'item'. We were just in it to enjoy our sex, which was excellent...with no premature withdrawal....unlike with you.
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There's quite a tale as to how I ended up in the apartment of Renata. It was all connected with my activity as a photographer. I had driven to the City from Prague in a hire car and we met outside while I was taking shots of the City's buildings. Renata tripped and nearly fell on some cobblestones right alongside me and I had the presence of mind to react and catch her arm before she fell.
From there we had coffee and a day later I was her guest at her apartment and her private photographer, although it was me that asked if I could take some shots of her. I liked the lines and structure of her face. No intention of anything else had crossed my mind. I just took at as a reciprocation of my act of kindness.
that is until she appeared from her bedroom dressed, or undressed, as you see Renata in the shot above. One thing led to another and we were soon both naked and locked together...three times that day. I had to leave for Warsaw the next day for a commission, but not before we consummated things twice more in the morning. I had to promise to go back to see her, but I never managed it, sadly.
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Near Barrow, Suffolk 2008
I met Lisa when she was serving in a rather nice pub restaurant, that is frequently fully booked. I still go there sometimes when I am in the UK. I was with a business acquaintance, male, who had to leave after our lunch. I stayed on a short while, drank my coffee and paid the tab. Most folk had gone by then and Lisa stood talking to me while I punched my PIN into the card machine.
She asked about my camera which had a fairly large lens attached and was sitting on the bench next to me. I told her I took photos of nature and sometimes people. That was a small lie. It wasn't the first time I'd been to that place LL, but it was the first time I actually spoke with Lisa. She asked if I took photos of people like her. I told her yes, of course I did and was she interested? She said she was but she couldn't pay much. To which without a hint of anything else I said I am sure we can agree something you can manage.
I gave her my card LL and said to give me a call. The call came a few days later in which she wondered if I could make it that Sunday when she was off. I said I could. I was in my Cambridge house at the time so an easy drive along the A14. I arrived on the Sunday afternoon at what turned out to be an old cottage on the edge of the village separated from the next nearest house by a field. The driveway was just gravel through which some grass was growing.
Lisa came out to meet me wearing a cotton dress. It was June and I was in transit staying in Cambridge prior to London then my usual trip the various places in Europe. It was warm. I was dressed in my usual attire, a pair of chinos and a short sleeved shirt. Lisa invited me in brewed tea and showed me around her home both upstairs and down. There was even a cellar. Apparently she had inherited the property from an elderly aunt who passed away unmarried and without children several years before.
That came out in conversation while we sat in her kitchen drinking tea. I said I was a little surprised she invited me over, not knowing me really and alone with me in her house. Lisa said that she had asked around at the restaurant and one of the staff pointed her in the direction of a client of mine from Bury St Edmunds to whom she talked. Then Lisa smiled at me and told me the report on me was all good and the person had told her that I had other satisfied clients in the area that she knew of. Lisa said that was enough for her and so her I was.
I took some shots indoors of Lisa. She was a little self conscious to begin with, but soon relaxed and we got some good photos. Then we pottered outside and took some in the garden. Right at the bottom of the garden aws an old building and I said I'd like to photograph her against the building and inside it, if possible. Lisa told me to go down there and take a look - she would join me shortly. Off I went.
I was inside what looked like some sort of storehouse when Lisa returned...in a dressing gown and carrying a sheet over her arm. It transpired that she wanted some near naked shots of which the above is just one. I say that was what she wanted, but as we progressed once again so did her confidence in herself and I guess in me LL. I had told her that she looked beautiful and had, from what I could see that wasn't covered by the sheet, a lovely body.
At some point she said 'Oh hell', and discarded the sheet and stood and sat naked in various poses. I don't think she had any photos of the quality I produced and she told me she had none of herself nude. Mirror shots didn't count she told me, laughing. When we had finished she put the gown back on and we went back to the house.
I have never pushed my luck with women who decide to go naked for my camera and Lisa was no exception LL. Back in the house Lisa produced a bottle of white wine and offered me a glass. The working part of the kitchen was galley style with counters either side and then at one end it opened out to where there was a small table and chairs. Lisa and I were standing in the galley end offset but opposite each other as she handed me my glass. We stood talking and sipping our wine, Lisa saying how much she liked the photos that I had shown her on my laptop having uploaded them from the camera card.
We finished our wine. It was lovely and sunny outside and I half expected her to say she was going to get dressed and that then I would be on my way. It turned out to be the complete opposite LL.
Drinks finished we both put our galsses down on the counters we were leaning on. Lisa put her thumbs in the belt around her waist. I could see the swell of her breasts just above the collar of her gown. I felt she was making some sort of decision and then we locked eyes and I knew she wanted sex. Her thumbs pushed down and apart and her gown opened up as she took a step toward me.
What I saw was her cleavage leading all the way down her body to a wisp of pubic hair and her pussy. Almost before I could take that in, she had her arms around my neck and was kissing me her body pressed against me. I could feel her warm through my shirt and her groin pressing hard against mine. I soon stirred in response. Next thing is we are in her bedroom. Me stripping off rapidly and Lisa standing watching in that part open gown.
I licked her pussy all the way to her orgasm LL. Then she wanted to 'ride' me and there I was with that wonderful body you see above straddling my lower body. Rocking and riding her way to yet another climax I slapped her lovely butt a few times, just before she came and that made her tip over the top and cover me in her cum. I daren't finish this little recounting of that first day without mentioning her boobs. They were great. Just the right size, firm and oh so responsive to my touch and squeezing. I mounted her after that and brought forth her third coming and my ejaculation.
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A grey with nothing else to do but...each other. November 2007 and a very good 8/10 for Georgie.
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Alex worked as a beautician locally and had a facility alongside my late wife's hairdresser in the latter's premises. I knew her from sitting in the place waiting on my wife and/or daughter. We used to chat especially when my daughter was being coiffured. She would make tea for me in the separate part that was her beauty parlour.
You may know how it is LL, but maybe not. We got to talking about our situations. Me widowed well over a year and Alex single having been dumped by a boyfriend. I guess you could say that I caught her on the rebound. Any way, I invited her to Sunday lunch that particular week at a venue you and I used. The Canary and Linnet. Then after we went back to my place and had coffee. From there camera in hand - she knew about my photography - I drove her home to Ashill a short distance away.
She invited me in. Invited me to take photos of her clothed and naked and invited me into her bed. We made love that late afternoon...vigorously, you could say … twice with Alex coming at least three times. There was a lot of pent up sexuality in that lady and somehow I had unlocked it. Another who uttered the phrase you did...'Where did you learn to make love like that!' she said.
Alex had no work on the Monday so I slept over at her place and around half ten to eleven that evening we went in for a repeat performance.
Alex and I carried on seeing each other about one or two times a week when we could both manage it. It was me that was busier than her, but she never knew what with and who with.....like you LL. You never knew.
Of course she had a few boyfriends over the next year or two, but when she didn't she kept coming back to you know who, for the release(s) I gave her. She was a good lay, so I never tired of her … under me, on top of me or bent over in front of me.
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Jenny used to come to this rental property of mine during her lunch hour as many times as she could manage for what you might term a sandwich, coffee and a fuck. I used to work with her or rather she worked for me...in the banking world.
Made my trips in to see my realtor more interesting Shagging Jenny was a real bonus to what would have otherwise been a routine business visit. Squeezing two climaxes into her lunch hourwas a challenge, but we always managed it. Squeezing her and into her was always a pleasure...for both of us.
Have a nice day ma'am
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