For LL in the UK
A bit of a change with this blog LL. I've thrown in a few lingerie shots from some commercial shoots.
Among the rest, are mostly women you have seen before in different photos.
Florida 2008
London 2017
Oregon 2007
Not strictly a lingerie shot, but I've included this one of Jen anyway. She lives on the coast at a lovely little town called Florence. She's still there and still looking gorgeous LL, despite the passage of getting on for fifteen years.
Norwich 2004
I bet you'd love to know who this is, especially as she filled my hands with those lovely orbs while I was still seeing you.
Norwich 2005
I guess the same applies here as it does above. While I have this shot in my portfolio, it was pretty much a 'one night stand'...or rather lay. She was all over me but she was too young, I felt at the time. I changed my mind later and she came back, panting for it. I was amazed how much she liked the way I did it LL.
Sanibel 2019
France 2008
Again not strictly lingerie, but it was pretty sexy!
London 2007
London 2007
They came one after the other that year LL. both in terms of meeting me and in the other way. You know, bringing a climax or two or three to their lives.
Paris 2008
Massachusetts 2016
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A sunny afternoon in Bassenthwaite. A sunny Monday afternoon in fact, LL. I'm kneeling down before her and her legs are wide open. I am sure you can guess what she wants me to do with my mouth. No name as she works in your city. She's still there. I had an email from her yesterday. Never get one from you. I wonder why?!!
All those weekdays when I wasn't visiting you LL. I had to have something to occupy me didn't I. Kim #4 certainly did. Here she is sitting at my dining table. I wonder what's for dinner. Melons perhaps followed by a meat sandwich.
I liked her melons lots and she took to my log like a bee to honey. 'D' in fact, absolutely adore my log, so much she would lick it and suck quite often then she would lay back while I conjured up that meat sandwich.
This really was supposed to be just a shoot but younger women have appetites that sometimes can be voracious. Sam (Samantha) had a voracious appetite, i found out the first time she came to the studio for some 'innocent' shots. There was me thinking that this was going to be a routine appointment. About half a dozen or so shots and she would be gone.
I had in fact done Sam a favor, I had opened up on a Saturday because she told me that was the only time she could come. I guess I could go through the whole rigmarole LL. That she arrived, I took the shots she purportedly wanted then she removed her skirt and jacket. Revealing brief panties and almost overflowing tits. Her near ivory skin and the fact she wanted sex.
Given what I saw more or less is in the photo above I wasn't going to refuse when it was offered to me on aplate like that, so I didn't. We used the couch. I locked up, Sam stripped off and I soon joined her we stood facing each other naked. Each of our hands on the two areas that mattered.
Wet and slightly sticky for her, erect and seeping a little for me. With Sam's body in my hands it didn't take much to arouse me and I was n the way LL, when I saw her naked before laying hands on her. We made love on the couch, I guess in more common parlance you might call it shagging, because the whole encounter was about sex and satisfaction.
I mounted her on the couch. Sams legs weren't the longest or the shortest I've encountered LL - yours were the shortest. Her boobs were glorious, like ripe melons waiting to be squeezed, as I thrust, I squeezed. Her breasts hardened, prior to that they had been somewhat mobile under our movements. My efforts made her come quite quickly. I was surprised, but then I had been rubbing her clit until it was erect before entering her.
When she came I withdrew and watched her pussy contacting as her cum oozed LL. Then we did the same all over again, except I stood and she knelt as I entered from behind. I fucked her until she was on the edge of climaxing again. That was evident from her face as she turned to watch me thrusting hard and fast. Sam said, 'Let me ride you'. I knew why from many past experiences going back to my late teens LL.
Sam straddled me and started her motion back and forth up and down, as I played with, fondled, squeezed and sucked her boobs. In the final throes of her second coming she just sat on me and rocked until she was done. Eyes closed, eyes open, mouth open eyes rolling back and juices flowing. She was done I let her roll off onto her back, on the couch.
She was spent up to a point but I wasn't. I was still erect and hadn't come. I spread her legs apart, she didn't resist or complain as I entered her yet again. Then I fucked her really fast. She cried out - in pleasure, not pain LL and with those sound coming from her mouth I was coming inside her.
Quite a Saturday morning and all achieve within about an hour and a half. Yes, I have had a pretty good life since you freed me from what was the biggest mistake of my life.
London 2016 Studio
Nice coat, in fact a beautiful coat LL and guess who bought it... Oh, nearly forgot, the lady who is wearing almost is also nice and beautiful. I'll say no more.
Concord, New Hampshire 2010
Taken at Holly's request and I got a bonus for the photos...her. I had to keep her warm in her bed somehow, didn't I. After all it was January and just before I was heading down to Florida. I always leave my lovers a parting gift LL and Holly loved hers as she got it three times that night and then again twice in the morning. Long legs quite reasonable breasts and a nice figure made my keeping her warm, a pleasure for both of us.
Kirsten - one day I'll tell you LL. It's a very long story.
Another hotel and another lay. Both of us were there for just one night. Nicola on business, me on a date the following day/evening. Always time to squeeze in an extra. Nicola was keen, very keen so we started in the afternoon, shared a bath had dinner and started all over again at bedtime. She wanted me againn in the morning early and so she got me rested and at my hardest.
Yes, I did manage to 'perform' that evening and again on Wednesday morning. Not bad, seeing as you preceded Nicola by only half a day LL.
Something of a rather sexy afternoon in the company of Fiona and her beautiful assets. Obviously she posed for this shot, one I value to this day for the memories it evokes. Hard to believe this was a mere three and a bit years after you LL and here I was in the Mayfair abode of this woman. I am sure you can imagine how we spent it and this shot was taken before we engaged in our 'athletics'. Back then after I saw what you had been up to behind my back, I had to pinch myself to understand how far I had come since your day.
From women in Cumbria, not including you, in pretty much all of the counties on my way south to my home, to those of class (but few morals) in London. That isn't including the other nationalities I got up close and personal with.
Fiona was, as you might imagine from her photo, a superb lay and those breasts of hers were heaven for me. As I write this, I am thinking of all the women that have laid back and opened their legs to receive me and you know what, sex is a great leveller, both literally and metaphorically. It doesn't matter if she is working class or high class, they all moan and come in similar fashion.
Early morning riser, Sheryl and me. Although my reference to myself is rising of the arousal kind, which pleased Sheryl no end. Waking up next to those tits pleased me no end as well. WE both enjoyed our ends immensely LL. Just four months after you went your way and there I was filling my bed in FM and filling Sheryl again and again for nearly three weeks. Not to mention the ones back in the UK. Highly sexed I was...and still am.
Guess where my mouth is about to alight. That is the reason Hannah is smiling so much, she loved me licking her down there and I loved her lovely breasts. The top came off over her head. The photo was taken for a bit of fun, before the serious business started.
Jeans and a top were Sylvie's dress that day, but the top came off soon after this shot and I pulled her jeans off as she lay on the bed exhibiting her lovely firm boobs. Funny, her panties came off with the jeans. Never mind it saved another piece of clothes removal.
I was in Chartres staying over for two nights. I had been there before and so knew my way around I had lunch at my favorite restaurant and was served by my favorite waitress, Sylvie. We had known each other off and on since late 2006 just before I met Lucy in London. WE started having sex back in 2007 whenever I was there and if I was in town and she was free we would give my hotel bed a good workout and pounding.
I gave Sylvie a good pounding too. She loved the way I made love and was already to be serviced by my as much as possible during my brief stays. I guess you could say we enjoyed a series of one night stands separated quite often by long interludes when I was not there. That made it all the better and she was lovely in bed. Nice tits and accommodating pussy and ready to try all sorts of positions.
A villa with an orchard not too far from the coast. I was on one of my trips. This time to see quite a bit of the reains of Ancient Greece which is what Turkey was before about 600 AD. I styed in this villa which was serviced almost daily by the lady above. Cleaning etc. were her duties, but she spoke English and so we became friends over the ten or so days I was there. We also became lovers. She was on her own. No brothers or sisters. Her mother was dead and her very elderly father the only occupant of their home apart from her.
Her name is Mukkerem. She asked me all about England and the USA, then one day she just walked up to me after putting her cleaning gear away and kissed me. Everything flowed from there LL.. Six out of the ten days we made love. One day after the other - not so much cleaning was done, but then I didn't make a mess, so it was not a problem for her to spend an hour or two with me in bed.
When I finally had to leave she almost begged me to return. I did, just the once in the Fall of 2009.
I guess I have been blessed by women with nice large breasts. Selma was no exception. As you are undoubtedly aware LL size is not the only criterion, shape, firmness and how they respond are also important.
Selma's fitted the bill in all respects and I had no idea whatsoever that I would lay my hands on them. I had turned up for a shoot only to find Selma, the subject in question, greeting me in her large backyard in a gown.
The house was in a grade A neighborhood of Long Beach. Selma was younger than I had anticipated from emails and several phone calls. Her voice had a deep timbre and that had me think she was older. It turned out she was mid thirties. My brief was to take a dozen good shots of her indoors and out.
Having put down my camera bags and tripod carrier, she invited me onto her back patio and offered me a drink. I chose coffee. An hour passed and at least two coffees while we talked. I wondered when we were going to get to the shoot. During this time, her gown had slipped all the way up her thigh to her panties and as she had poured my second copy it was evident she wasn't wearing a bra - nipples on view and indeed on parade!
By this stage in life or that stage as it was back in 2008, I was well aware that photos weren't the name of the game. I knew she was married - I tend to do checks on my clients - but if she was offering herself that wasn't going to deter me. After all you were technically still married when we slept together LL.
It didn't deter her either from patio to bedroom. From fully clothed to fully nude. Me standing, coming down on her while she held her legs high and wide and my hands on her lovely breasts - all took place within twenty minutes of her opening her gown revealing almost all - she had black panties on. I thumbed the latter off and her gown took her in my arms and we kissed. She said she could feel my hard cock inside my chinos and that was when we headed for the bedroom.
I exhausted her in the end. After the last time I got up for the bathroom looked down on her naked body. Beautiful. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling.
I left after lunch and after she allowed me a few shots, some nude. Did I go back? Yes, several times.
A studio shot of this lady and her cleavage. You may thing it is rather wide, but in fact she is stretching the leather jacket over her breasts and gently pulling them sideways for this shot. Suzie is a model one of just two or three I use for various reasons, in my studio in NYC.
She started coming to me in 2014 and over about two years we became and still are good friends as well as enjoying an excellent working relationship. Not all the shots I take of her are quite so revealing LL. One day just after the shoot above and as we were enjoying lunch at a place not far from W 84th she asked me why I hadn't made a play to sleep with her. I told her that's not my style. I never 'force' a woman into a situation where she feels obliged to have sex with me.
We both laughed at that point as at least one head turned in the restaurant. Suzie even blushed, momentarily and then we changed the subject. After lunch she said I could. I asked her could what? Sleep with her was her answer. The when came up and she answered...now.
My apartment was a cab ride away, but only a short one. We made love three times that afternoon LL. Do you know what she said afterward? 'I was wondering if we would ever do this, but I am so glad we did. You are a fantastic lover and a very considerate one'.
Quite an accolade from a very beautiful woman LL. When I think of your 'dumpy' image - it seems like another world and another age that I was doing the same for you.
Taken very early one morning on an empty beach. The actual location is somewhere on the Pardigon Plage. Anouk was someone I was staying with in St Tropez, just a little further east from this location LL.
Another Sylvie. This time a near, if you call four miles away near, neighbor to my place near the Dordogne, in Lot. I dare Sylvie to bare all for my camera in the parking area near her home when I picked her up. She did very briefly and this was the result.
Sylvie and I were giving my bed there a good pounding just a week or so before I stayed with Anouk. The photo before Sylvie's.
Sylvie is married, but far from satisfied, if you follow. Her husband is, she told me, a lover who just wants his satisfaction and when he gets, quite quickly, that is it for Sylvie. Their sex is over and done with.
She fell into my bed on a visit to my home and hasn't looked back (up maybe!) since. She remains married, but craves the times we can get together. I am looking forward to it too LL...maybe next year...maybe this. Who knows.
I have ceased to be surprised how readily women want to go to bed with me, but there are a few occasions when I find myself in an unexpected situation. Such was the case with Sarah, above.
I was on my way from Milan to Lugano in Switzerland and decided to take the rather longer route along the Lake and stop off in Cadenabbia. My reason for doing so was nostalgia and memories. I first visited the town with my family about thirty years ago - twenty at the time of this visit.. It holds some fond thoughts for me. I even managed to get a room at the same hotel, a hotel largely frequented by British visitors. The views are spectacular LL, lying just across the water as it does, from Bellagio.
Having driven up from Milan I decided to eat in the hotel that night. Two reasons, I couldn't be bothered to go out and look for somewhere and also I wanted to see who was staying there. That is always an interesting exercise.
Among the visitors, which largely comprised middle aged or older couples and families with smaller children, I noticed a table of three. Two were obviously an elderly couple, but the other was a younger woman, I guessed in her mid thirties. I had brought a book to dinner. An occupation I embraced many years back when dining alone. I ordered, plus wine of course - a whole bottle. I was staying more than one night.
During the meal, each time I glanced up the younger woman, who was part of the three, was looking at me. The third time I gave her a small smile and she returned it. They were seated before I arrived and therefore left before me. As they did the younger woman brushed quite close to my table. Her summer dress wafting a hint of scent my way. I put all of it down to mild flirting and finished my meal.
The hotel boasts a lush garden, quite steep but accessible, so after a walk along the lake shore I headed into the garden before the light went. IT was quite lush with lots of foliage and various little nooks. Very much as I recalled it from twenty years, nearly, before. At that time, I didn't expect to come across many folk in the garden and I didn't. One couple I passed on the way up said goodnight as we passed and that was it. Apart from that is the younger woman that had smiled across the tables at me.
I was sitting view the Lake and the lights of Bellagio before going inside for a drink, when I caught a glimpse of her through the foliage heading my way LL. I was sitting on a stone bench. She walked toward me her dress swishing to and fro in time to her hips. She asked if she could join me. We sat in silence enjoying the evening for a short while. It was that sort of night. warm, dry, somebody was singing in Italian, somewhere below and along the street.
I introduced myself and so did Juliette, she gave me the spelling LL. We talked for a bit and then went inside to the bar for a nightcap when it was cooling off. She was only wearing a summer dress after all. I told her my travel plans over the drinks and that I had driven up from Milan. I also told her that I had a home in London and lived over here in the States.
I was yawning so I made my excuses, put the drinks on my tab and headed upstairs. I had just put the key in the door (a bit old fashioned, but that was the place all over) when I felt a hand on my back gently pushing me into my room. It was Juliette. I was still standing just inside the door without the light on when she put her arms around me and kissed me. I placed my arms around her and from there we stripped in the dark.
I felt her warm body against mine as we embraced. Her nipples were brushing my chest and I couldn't resist grabbing them fondling them and squeezing LL. I was hard. Juliette's hand took me and guided me between her legs and then she started sliding to and fro. She was already wet even before my erection and her pussy were introduced to each other.
The rest you can employ your imagination on LL. Juliette was on vacation with her elderly parents who took a nap in the afternoons, so we found things to do both in my bedroom and out. Then there were two more nights...
Juliette lived/lives in Chichester. I have a home in Sandbanks as you know LL, so.... we have met up a few times over the years. The photo was taken in the evening in the hotel garden, second evening.
Moving on this is a forty five year friend who found the NH summer just a little hot as we walked around my lake. Her name is Cathy and is a frequent visitor to my ranch. Cathy keeps herself in pretty good shape, although you obviously can't see all of her to judge that. You'll just have to take my word for it LL
I put some miles on the clock by UK standards that year LL. All those trips to see you at 560 miles a round trip and five hours each way. My trips south were a doddle by comparison. When not staying over at various points on my up to you or back I managed to squeeze in more than few liaisons in East Anglia, Kent and Sussex and a few other counties around London.
As you are well aware by now, they weren't the only miles I put on the clock. The others were more of a physical nature usually confined to bedrooms, although that did vary according to taste and need. One of my liaisons was with Samantha, above. She wasn't sure at first given our age difference - she was in her late thirties then. But I can be very persuasive as I think you might recall, LL.
So it was I found myself in Brighton, or rather close by, staying at Samantha's I stayed three nights in June of that year LL - Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. No, I wasn't due at yours that weekend, but I was expected elsewhere. Samantha and I shared a bed of course and each other at least eight to ten times that few days. Once she had me the first time, there was no stopping her.
In fact after this shot was taken on the Wednesday morning LL, we got no further than her kitchen. Well, after all she was wearing nothing at all beneath that flimsy dress and it would have a been a sin not to. In fact technically it was a sin anyway. She was separated, but not yet divorced. Ring a bell? We lasted right though to Christmas 2005, off and on. Mainly on...each other!
I stopped here, a place called Midland and Abilene before reaching Dallas on one of my trips in the South West LL. I had flown into Tucson to see a family member nearby and hired a car to make the drive to Dallas. Took me best part of three days to make the trip.
It was interesting, though. To me at least. Not that far from Roswell and the White Sands Missile range, plus a host of small towns along the way. On top of which it was Apache country. Not he 'copter, but the Native Americans. There is a fair sprinkling of Latin blood in that neck of the woods LL, being pretty close to the Mexican border.
One such sprinkle was Rosa above. I met her at a restaurant in Las Cruces. She was fascinated by the fact I was English...or rather British. I explained the difference to her. Rosa had never travelled outside of the south west so she was equally entranced by my tales of Europe LL...no not my exploits but the places, history etc.
Not sure how I do it but I hit it off well with Rosa and she showed me around the area. I drove, she directed. Those words came to have a different meaning by the end of the evening. Rosa flirted with me quite outrageously while we were out and about. Once when we drew up at an overlook she put her hand on my thigh and then on my crotch. I just leaned over put my hand behind her head, drew her to me and we kissed.
Then she took my hand and placed it on her bare thigh. Her skirt rode up a little. She moved my hand up. I didn't encounter any panties. Rosa undid my zipper and out the old fella popped standing to attention. W used the controls to lay the passenger sea flat and as far back as it would go. I came around the passenger side by which time Rosa had opened her top.
She got out, I got in then she hoisted her skirt up around her waist and we were away LL as she slid down onto my erection. She could move. Great rhythm too, very arousing. She came quite quickly and we separated. She climbed out of the car and I followed, leaving the door open. Rosa could see quite easily that was not done so she very obligingly placed her hands on the car roof, pulled her skirt up again, thrust her butt toward me and I entered her. This time we both came. During our lovemaking I had my hands full with her lovely boobs.
I hadn't had sex like that for some time so it was quite exhilarating for both us. Luckily Rosa knew the district and we were on a quiet back road. Not a single vehicle passed us in two hours, even after we drove off and back toward town. I knew from what she had said that she couldn't sleep with me that night, but that didn't stop her turning up at my motel room early the following morning when we fucked each other silly before she went, I hit the road and that was pretty much it.
Cannes 2016
Another house guest LL. This lady is another Sarah who I know from Holland Park in London. My villa, most years enjoys a steady stream of guests and enjoy most of them...if you follow. Sarah is delectable. No other word for it really ... and very good company as well.
Giulia is a lady I have known for a number of years through business connections. We first met in Milan in 2012. I was married to Ash then of course so nothing happened at all apart from a little mild flirting took place. Then of course Ash passed away, sadly.
I was in Milan on my own - partly a business trip LL. Then I was going to Venice to stay in my apartment there. Gillian and I decided to have dinner together, as I was single and so was she - she still is five years later, but not without a little trauma in between. That night in April 2016 we slept together. We never had before. It turned out that she rather liked the way I made love, considerately and in making her come more times in twelve hours than she could remember.
We have been together a few times since then. No real obligation to each other apart from not mentioning what we have been up to in between...which is where she likes me LL!
Kent, UK 2006
A small vacation for me in my original home county with a rather nice younger woman who was, shall we say, rather accommodating.
We met via the internet. I suggested we meet up which agreed to reluctantly on her part at first, but then Vicky met me. The change came about because we shared a similar sense of humour. I made her laugh which as you will know LL is important. Things progressed when we met the second time and went to Kent for about four days.
I shared a bed with and it was one of the best things we both did. She told me that I made feel like a ‘whole’ women. Whether that was the excellent sex we enjoyed together or the fact we both got on so well , I don’t know. What I do know I liked her a lot and she had a great body which she pleasured me and herself with.
The photo was taken on a beach on the north Kent coast. I’ll leave you to guess which one.
Have a nice day ma'am
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