For LL in the UK
As you undoubtedly know LL a mélange is a mixture and that is what we have here. A mixture of lovers of some length, some hotel encounters, some three day encounters. Then there are some studio shots and the fact that the women cover your class all the way to the top LL, in social terms. Do you know LL, they are pretty much all very much the same on their backs with their legs wide open.
having said that I am being a bit of a male chauvinist there when I'm not in fact. There were and are many lovely women that I have met, albeit some very fleetingly, but I had none of the trouble I had with you, with any of them. That tells me, and you, a lot about yourself. When it comes to 'close shaves', it was me that escaped by the skin of my teeth, not you.
Onto the ladies and I have ben onto most of the ones below and they loved it and so did I.
A vacation and a lady who liked to dress in sexy underwear to entice and tease me. This was my hotel room in Majorca. I took a short break on my own and this lady wasn't the only one that week to keep me occupied in bed. She is Spanish, was a waitress and her name was/is Morena. We had a few sessions between her shifts and between the sheets LL. A nice lay as they say. I do remember her nice firm tits even if I don't remember too much else. It was a 'busy' week after all!
A studio shot for a dear friend. She didn't get up after I was finished with photographs....
So much happened after you left my side LL and it was all good.
Rachel
Nice 2008
Monique on vacation at my apartment. I still have the apartment and twice a year I have Monique. She is forty nine now and looks great. Married now, but that doesn't stop us.
Evrim. Lovely woman, perfect English and a relative in Brighton. Great in bed too. Those boobs of hers hardly moved when we fucked, in either position, me on top or her. Nice handful and she was an excellent lay LL 10/10 in my book and I have extensive 'book' to compare with.
Apart from Evrim I remember four things. The food, the gold, the caviar and the Topkapi. I have been back since, as we have an hotel in Turkey, on the south coast
Esher Surrey UK 2008Esther from Esher. We often smiled about that LL. Friend of a friend of a friend, if you follow. Very attractive woman who was separated and looking for a man to fulfil her feminine needs. Apparently, she passed on a number younger than me until my name and details were given to her. She was reluctant apparently, at first due to the age difference but was urged to give me a 'try', by others. I found all this out 'afterwards'.
The before was quite interesting too.
I was invited down as this friend (you can trust him) Esther had been told. I traveled there from my London home again ostensibly to take a few photos for a friend, although the lady who gave the intro to Esther smiled mischievously when she told me. I went prepared for both eventualities and I wasn't disappointed LL.
First off, I took the photographs and then, after a little coyness on Esther's part, I took her. First time she climaxed under me, she came up gasping for breath. She told me LL 'Oh my God, that was fantastic. Where, oh where, did you learn to make love like that!' Second time she just went somewhere else entirely, just before she came. By that, I mean she was saying all sorts of things, nearly passed out with ecstasy and then gushed her cum all over, three times. She couldn't stop for a short while and then her legs and pussy didn't stop quivering either. I am sure LL, you can imagine what she said after that experience.
'Everything that was said about you was true', she said as we lay side by side in her bed. 'Where have you been all my life!'
Needless to say things didn't end there LL, but I had to ration her as I had lots of other commitments. She knew I slept with other women of course, how else would she have known about me otherwise. Esther accepted that and was happy to have me when she could, in Surrey, Cambridge or London.
As you know L I lived on the outskirts of Bournemouth for some years. I always wanted a place at Sandbanks, Poole and had decided in May of 2006 to take a look at the area again. I booked into a hotel in the center of Bournemouth for that purpose.
As luck or whatever you might call it, there was some sort of convention at the BIC (Bournemouth International Centre) and it seemed to involve a lot of younger women judging by the hotel guest I saw. One of them is the lady above. I won't bore you with how she ended up in my hotel room LL except to say she just wanted some 'afternoon exercise' and I happened to be 'available'. It has never been difficult to get a lay in a hotel for me. Too may to mention in fact and quite a few in your time 2004-2005.
All I will say is Emma was a very nice lay. The rest including her pose in the photo above I leave to your imagination. That is if you can manage it, having lived such a dull small town life.
Peterborough 2004
Long story involving management meeting a few years previously in Peterborough, brought about a meeting with Hannah in 2004. She had been the 'scribe' at these meetings, but had since left the banking industry and worked in the city. I wasn't sure how, at first anyway, she managed to track me down, but I later found it was through a colleague who worked in Norwich called Jenny.
We chatted on the phone a few times and I told her I had business in Leeds and passed by Peterborough fairly frequently and did she want to meet up. She said yes.
I was in fact traveling to see you LL, but a little licence to vary my story was needed and I knew and know Leeds quite well so if challenged I could talk about the place. Never lie about something you have no knowledge of..
We met up one Monday afternoon on my way home. Hannah had invited me to her small apartment and I eventually managed to get home Wednesday lunchtime. That was manly because she was a sexy little beast who tempted me right from the get go ... and I succumbed to her wiles. Once she had 'tasted' what I had on offer, she was reluctant to let me leave. I was in no hurry either. I firm ass, firm tights and a tight pussy kept my interest up. I called her a brazen hussy and she said she didn't care because sex with me was so good.
Her appetite was enormous LL. On the Tuesday, her day off, she wanted me every four or five hours or so whether I had deposit to make or not. Three out of four times I did make a deposit. Wednesday morning we were bonking from 6.30 am until I left at ten. I had breakfast at home at 11.30 am. A little exhausted sexually but with a big smile on my face.
She was so much better in bed than you were on the Sunday night immediately before. My smile was partly because you had gone off to work blissfully unaware that I knew all about you and your deceit and yet you know nothing about me...and still don't in many respects.
The photos were taken on the Tuesday and she became a regular 'stopover' on my journeys to and from you. One Friday she had sprayed me with scent in fun and you never smelled it on my clothes at all. I had a story lined up anyway, about my late wife's perfume being spilt.
St Cloud is a little south of Kissimee and Orlando LL. I had rented a house for three weeks there. Not to go to Orlando, I can't stand the place, but to explore the wilderness. My next door neighbor, she was renting too was from New York and was on vacation. two of us rattling around in two separate properties and sleeping alone. At least we were for four, the fifth day I invite her round for drinks
My pool was entirely private. Not overlooked in any way at all and surrounded my a high metal fence. That encouraged Lydia to go topless in the pool. She had a mighty fine pair of boobs LL, I can tell you. A very good size nipples upturned and quite firm given their volume. She was in the pool while I was refilling the drinks when her bikini bottom came flying out of the pool and landed almost at my feet.
I put the drinks down and joined her in the pool, minus my swimming trunks. fter some sexy hi-jinks in the pool and a quick drying off, there was only one place we were headed and that was bed. We spent the rset of the afternoon, 'exploring' and fucking each other. Over the course of the second week I think we tried every position known to man or woman.
I won't forget Lydia and I won't forget that trip - she was superb and she was a lawyer as well, unmarried. We met again in New York, in 2009.
It would have been quite easy to amass a few lovers in your city LL, but obviously I had to be careful, so I think if I remember correctly there were about eight scattered around, with only two in anything like close proximity to your location.
This cheeky shot is of Jan. She was what you might call a regular apart from one week a month, of course. I fitted her in as much as I could and she fitted around me perfectly. I won't say more due to the remote chance of identification by you LL. Go figure that out!
Lorna - can't say where or who and I have changed her name. End of.
Halfway between where I lived and Thetford, LL. In fact, in 2004 I drove you past the village twice, but that was before I met the delectable Jenny. You were correct, after the fact, that there are great number of women 'out there' who wanted to get laid. I was available and I laid as many as I could!
Joking aside, apart from chat on various sites, at the beginning I never set out to attract women to me. They just kept coming through various circumstances...and they certainly 'came', each and every one of them, including you. Free of you in a way, I no longer felt totally loyal after you strayed, I allowed other women into my life. More than a few had pressed me to meet up and in April 2004 I succumbed to their wishes. Sarah, Kim, Denise Debbie etc were the first few, all in the four weeks from the last week of March 2004 - see my recent blog 'Bed and Breakfast'.
Back to Jenny, another Jenny, not my work colleague who was already in my stable.
We had chatted at length, since January of that year. By the time we met that had graduated to 'phone calls. Finally we met, on neutral ground at the pub in the village. It was called The Eagle. I remember that for a very specific reason which I will come to later, LL. We ate and we had several drinks. I wasn't going to be able to drive and that was the plan, her plan.
We walked back to her home, leaving my car in the pub car park. Apparently, this wasn't unusual according to the landlord!. No street lights in the village, the same as where I lived then. Jenny took my arm as we weaved our way to her house. Not that we were drunk but we had a few, a few too many to drive. That night we slept together. I recall as Jenny drifted into sleep thinking how fortunate I was to be alongside her warm lithe body, soft and smelling great after her shower.
Jenny was a rider.
That is LL, she liked to be on top more often than not and I was quite happy, no, very happy to watch her rocking to and fro impaled on my erection. The movement of her hips, the way her boobs moved, the touch of her thighs squeezed against me. All of that was a pleasure as were her occasional up and down movements on me.
It always left my hands free to fondle and squeeze her breasts, especially so when she was nearly there. Occasionally, she would ask me to spank her bottom hard just before she came and I always obliged. None of that is to say we didn't make love with me on top, we did and quite frequently through 2005 and then onward all the way to the end of 2007.
It was on an early occasion that the Eagle reference came up, when we were making love in something of a frenzy with me on top and when she had just come. I was still thrusting away toward my own climax and Jenny was panting and cramping on me. Then I came, flushing her with an enormous amount of my semen. Some women did that for me - made me produce an inordinate amount of sperm.
As I lay on her with my cock still inside her she said, 'The eagle has landed then'. We both laughed and eagle became code for sex when we were out and about. You may have thought I was languishing at my home all those months between weekends but I wasn't not after March 2004. You may have thought that you had 'shafted' me, but I'm sorry but it was you that was shafted ... along with my delectable ladies in a wholly different way.
Back to Jenny once more and that was how she liked me to take sometimes and sometimes by surprise …with her back toward me. You get the drift I'm sure.
One last thing - she sunbathed topless in her garden, hence the tan lines in the shot above. Jenny loved my black and white shots and I loved being connected to her white bit!
Lindsay
October 2006, just after Carole had gone her merry way LL. Cooler there in October, but pleasant enough. After Carole, I wasn't bothered at all. It wasn't as though I had been neglecting the other UK women in my life and I had a lot of choice, several of which I kept happy along with Carole, but unbeknown to her. I thought a break was called for and sitting in Sorrento emailing you seemed poetic somehow, bearing in mind it was your first vacation with me...to celebrate your divorce! There you were having left me too.
Mind you that was the biggest mistake of your life, and you know it.
I was fine and in Sorrento I had an old friend (above) to keep me happy ... and occupied. Her name is Gabriella. I love that name and she isn't the only Italian 'friend' to bear it. I always think there's something very sexy about a woman removing her stockings - OK these are hold-ups, but you get the drift. The fact she was wearing nothing else enhanced the moment too. I managed a whole lot of photos of those few movements LL. Firing off in three shot bursts - the camera that is.
The other shots and burst took place in bed. Italian women (and French ones) are something else in bed and so much more subtle and knowledgeable about sex. I spent a week there. Most of it with Gabriella - well evenings, night and early morning in particular.
Gray is the in vogue color if you can call it that, it seems. That was certainly the case at Marie's place in Lowell, or rather on the outskirts of the town. An easy drive from my place down past Manchester, New Hampshire and on into the edge of Lowell.
The gray was a feature of one wall in the renovated farmhouse that she lived in.
I was on a commission via a friend's recommendation. When I arrived and Marie greeted me along with her retriever JC, or maybe Jaycee, I never asked, I was pleasantly surprised. I hadn't any idea how she looked before I got there. Marie is an attractive woman as you can see LL.
She was also a divorced woman and a lonely woman whose bed had been vacant for some time. I wasn't invited into it on that first visit LL or the second, but as she got to know me through our mutual friendship the time came on my third visit. By that time I had helped her on a number of chores around the house and yard.
My reward although neither of us thought of it like that was to sleep with her. The more we have known each other the less inhibited she has been and by my fifth visit she was happily posing naked for me, as she did in the shot above.
Our sex was good and she liked the fact she had someone to cuddle up to on those nights I was able to be there. I took Marie to my place here a couple of times, but she liked her own home. I have to admit my place can be a bit overwhelming.
Another houseguest awaiting full satisfaction which was duly delivered to her delight LL. Always loves a little 'warm up' from my tongue. That provides satisfaction for Elyse (she's French) and ease of entry for me. Love her generous boobs and her nipples. Could, and have, sucked on them all morning, as I did once with yours in Denia.
At just over thirty I was surprised she wanted to sleep with me but she did and enjoyed each and every climax she had. For my part there is nothing like the firm and nubile body of a younger woman to 'keep me up all night'.
My apartment LL. A vacation with a lovely English woman. Need I say more? Perhaps … but I'm not going to LL. Not because of you, but because of her. She's called Jo, by the way and was just heading for the bathroom in this shot. Why, well because she was sticky and not from the heat.
A number of the women I came across wanted just that (among other things) for me to come across their boobs or into their mouths. That category also included those that I would say were just there to get laid and some were pretty desperate for cock, LL.
All of which brings me to Donna above. If ever there was a woman who wanted sex straight off, it was her. She lived in King's Lynn. I had what you might call a 'dry patch' LL. No one to have sex with apart from you for about ten days when along comes this sex machine called Donna. I say comes along, we actually made first contact via the Internet. Second contact was altogether different as was third, fourth etc.
We agreed to meet up on neutral ground in the bar of an hotel in Swaffham. That went well and it was obvious she wanted to get laid. It was arranged she would meet me again in Swaffham and then follow me to my place. Summer 2005 LL. It was warm and the evenings were light. We didn't get a lot further than the large couch in the day room first off.
Donna had no qualms stripping off stark naked and I joined her. After all she had quite a body, even if to be honest she wasn't quite in my class intellectually. Her fashion was a little far from my tastes but then as she rarely wore clothes when we were together, that aspect didn't matter a dam.
That first evening I placed a trow on the couch. I always did if any action was to take place there LL. Donna sat naked in front of me, legs together as I stood in front of her, my erection going before me. She leaned forward and took it in one hand and then closed her soft wet lips and mouth around it. A starter for me, but not too much as she wanted to save what I had for later. I closed my eyes as her lips rolled over the hood of my cock. It was lovely and very erotic.
Having enjoyed my 'starter' it was time for hers. I kneeled down. She leaned back against the back of the couch and opened her legs. I took the photo above moments before, when she was enticing and encouraging me - not that I needed it. Touching her pussy and boobs was a bonus to watch -briefly. My head went down and my tongue came out.
Warm thighs, wet pussy, moans, ye's and a series of Oh's followed LL...ending with one long drawn out ohhhh, when she came. My 'dry patch' was now a wet patch marked out on the throw, like a slowly expanding puddle. Donna was no virgin and so entering her after her climax was smooth, silky and trouble free, which was good because she started thrusting up against my downward thrusts almost immediately. A woman who wanted sex, a woman who was far from passive and a woman who liked to come...lots, as I found out.
The couch took a pounding - not its first nor its last. Donna lay flat under me. I played with, fondled and squeezed her very nice breasts while she thrust up. Then I leaned over her, pinning her to the couch and came down hard on her clit, pounding it and thrusting into her in one long slick movement. Not only that LL I was able to suck her breasts and grip her nipples in my teeth (she liked me doing that). Like the inevitable she arrived at her destination a second time. Not so much noise this time just a frown, a gasp, a wide open mouth and her eyes rolling upward briefly. Then her eruption. More cum, quite a lot in fact.
Donna smiled up at me and said, 'That was good'. 'Only good', I replied. 'Outstanding', was her answer.
Which is what I still was - outstanding and not yet satisfied. Knowing there was no beating about the bush with Donna (I had been, if there had been a ''bush' there!) I asked if she wanted to be on top or would she like it from behind. She chose the latter saying maybe I would find her G-spot - nobody else had.I held out my hand a helped her stand up then ld her to the smaller couch where the arm was end on facing the kitchen area. She knew what to do of course LL. Placing her hands on the arm she nent over, thrust her butt in my direction and I teased her pussy open again with my tip.
Adjusting the angle as necessary between us, I slipped inside her right up to the hilt. Then slowly outward. I teased her opening with some rapid in and out movements then went a little deeper which seemed to please Donna a lot LL. I had found a spot that gave her a lot of pleasure it seemed, from the noises she made. Still no magical spot discovery though. Donna bent right over the arm so she was half laying on the seat area. That changed the angle yet again and this time she started whimpering, interspersed by ohh, ohhh ohh's. 'I think', she gasped out, 'you've found it it! Oh yes, yes yes!!' Keep going, just don't stop'
I didn't. Then Donna pushed herself up a little, hands back on the arm of the couch. She came. I felt her shudders, her quivering and her cramping. I wasn't finished LL. I took my hands off her hips and placed them on those gorgeous breasts pulling her up toward me so that she was standing, just. I thrust into her like a rampant stallion. 'No, oh no, oh my God', she shouted out and then came again. Lots of cum. She splayed her legs while I continued thrusting, feeling my cock expand just before emptying myself into her.
More cum came from her and I asked her as I slowly withdrew if she had come again that last time when I exploded inside her. The answer was a definite yes. Donna said she felt her legs were week and wobbly but she felt fantastic. We embraced, hugging each other tight and kissing, standing there in my day room completely naked, the both of us.
A little later we showered, put gowns on and ate. Donna was really hungry. Nothing like sex to give you an appetite LL. She slept with me that night, staying over for a couple of days...but that is material for perhaps another time.
My notes have been a boon in recounting my encounters, mainly for your edification LL. It has been surprising how many women have liked me filming our sex or in the early days recording sound when filming wasn't possible. A number told me they found it quite arousing to listen to themselves in the throes of sex and especially when they climaxed.
Joelle, an unusual name in my experience, but she was quite a lady...except in bed and in her barn ... when she wasn't. I was on I-94 LL, heading due west in North Dakota. The tales I could tell you of my travels are legion and that's excluding the women I met LL.
I decided to stop off in the town of Dickinson and checked into a motel. The lady on the front desk told me I should drive out north toward Halliday. From there head north into Twin Buttes country where I'd get some great photos. It was an hour and a half north of where I was LL. I said I would and she suggested that if I decided to stay up there a while she could recommend a place to stay, a small farm. Ask for Joelle she told me.
There were no hotels there, so I wrote down the farm's details and asked the motel lady to hold my room until I got back. Her words were classic, 'No problem honey, we ain't exactly overrun with folk here'. Which was true of Dickinson and quite a few other places I have stayed over the years.
I headed to Halliday and was soon in the thick of farming country LL. Halliday was pretty much a farming town too. I stopped for coffee there and then headed a little east to the farm that had been recommended to me. It was bigger than I had anticipated with several modern farm buildings and the house. I was greeted by several, three, I think, dogs.
The next thing I saw was a younger woman step from the house wearing a tee shirt and jeans. She quietened the dogs and I walked toward her and said I was looking for Joelle and a room, telling her who had recommended me. 'I guess you're the Brit,, she said. 'I guess I am', I said and smiled and shook her hand. It was covered in rings on almost every finger. She told me she was Joelle and had taken over the farm after her 'daddy passed away'.
I was surprised. She didn't look much over thirty to me LL. In fact she was thirty four she told me later. Joelle didn't run the place by herself. She had a farm manager and contractors to attend the crops. As we walked up the steps to the house she asked how long I would be staying and I told her just a few days as I wanted to spend some time in Twin Buttes country photographing scenery and any wild life I came across.
Joelle told me she could spare some time, knew the trails and also that my car wouldn't make it in some of the country. I had noticed a Ford UV and a Jeep Grand Cherokee parked up. I accepted her offer. Inside surprised me. Somehow I expected rustic ranch style furnishings, but I was met with stylish modern furniture and decor. More coffee and she showed me my room.
After lunch, she gave me a truncated tour of the farm in the Jeep . Too big to see it all LL. I shared dinner with her and we talked and talked. She asked me about England and all my travels and I asked her about herself and the farm. She had never traveled overseas.. Her mom had died before her 'daddy' and she had an older brother who was an officer in the USAF posted abroad.
The next day we headed out to Twin Buttes country. There was a native American reservation up there I recall. managed to get some great photos with Joelle's help and guidance along the trails. Near a stream surrounded by a grove of trees we made love LL. I found out later that she got laid from time to time but the gene pool was limited in Halliday and so she was after something different, as she put it.
I spent four nights there in the end. My bag stayed in my bedroom and I styed in Joeles bed with her by my side, beneath me and on top.
The photo was taken on day three in her lounge, along with a few others. She was also taken in the lounge, just before lunch!
Ella - she was staying in my hotel LL. One that one of our companies owns, that is. I was there on a business visit up from my home in Florida. She was down from Syracuse, New York on vacation and seeking a little extra curricula activity. We met in the lounge bar. Ella had no idea my company owned it.
She wanted sex, that soon became apparent. An English guy, seemed quite attractive to her, so she said. She got what she wanted and screamed in ecstay when she did. Luckily my accommodation was separate from the main hotel, so she could shout, whimper, moan to her heart's delight and she did. Another hotel encounter LL even though she was on the young side, she had no qualms in inviting me to fuck her multiple times over three days. She had quite an appetite, that's for sure.
I had been in Seattle as part of my wanderings through the northern States with my next trip staged as heading toward San Francisco. I had already visited my sister in law and her husband (since passed on) near Portland, Oregon so was going to drive all the way south to Sacramento on I-5, before heading west into San Fran.
I had a plan to stopover in Medford, Oregon which is just after you travel over Grants Pass to the north. Not my first visit to that area and Klamath as well, by a long way. I was first there, way back in the eighties and many times since. In the eighties, nineties and of course this century LL. I booked a room at an hotel, not motel from Portland and arrived later that day. Late afternoon, I think.
I checked in and after a shower and a recommendation from the front desk, headed out to get something to eat. I ate in that place twice a day for two days LL, lunch and dinner. I hadn't gone unnoticed and neither had Laura who 'eyed' me more than few times, especially when I spent time tapping away on my laptop, On the second day I received a lot of 'close' attention from Laura (her name was pinned just above her left breast). In a quiet period early afternoon, she asked what I was writing and that I didn't have to tell if I didn't want to.
I told her it was a book, one of my early novels LL. She expressed an interest in having a read and I said sure she could although it was unfinished and in draft. She got off around four so I met her later when she had finished. then came the question of where, which was solved when she invited me to her small place way on the edge of town. We entered through the kitchen - see above - it was pretty old and tired looking but I guessed a waitress in Medford didn't make a lot LL. I'm no fool, which is something you didn't realise LL, and I knew there was more to the invite than my novel and possibly a meal. I didn't mind at all - she is an attractive woman still, a very attractive then.
Laura said she would like to cook a meal for the both of us and while it was cooking she would read a couple of chapters of my book. The casserole had been pre-prepared earlier in the day, at a guess before she headed for work and just needed an hour or so in her oven.
Dawn read the two chapters quite quickly and although she said the subject matter wasn't entirely her choice, she complimented me on it being well written and constructed. We talked a bit about my travels and she talked about being left in the lurch by a past partner and then the fact she had a masters degree and was working as a waitress.
The subject of conversation then changed. She asked me to take her to bed. That came straight out of the blue, or left side. Whatever metaphor you want to choose. Laura explained that she hadn't had sex for months and 'toys' only did so much. She was and is attractive LL as I have said, so it was no hardship to meet her request.We went to bed and made love LL twice. I slept there for five days and slept with dawn.
My trip to San Fran was delayed, but I wasn't tied to any schedule.
Laura was undoubtedly bright and intelligent with her masters from Oregon State University and that proved to be the case LL. Seeing her living in her rented and very tired home, I decided to help her. There's a story behind why she found herself in that situation, but that's not for here. We continued our rather lovely relationship when we could over two years, until I met Ash.
My help took form in two ways. One a job and two a home LL, in San Francisco with one of our companies. I could and can afford it. The home is hers.
You see you should have stayed and not roamed. I still laugh when I think of what you said once, that I was after your house. That was so ridiculous as to be funny … to me.
An early evening out then onto the patio to watch the sun going down. Then bed and all that entailed. Very pleasant indeed. A very good evening all told. Claire enjoyed it all just as much - friend from London and also Paris where she has another home.
I was hardly lacking after we parted LL. This lithe and well proportioned woman is a very tanned Kirsten. She lived in Norfolk and we met in late February of 2006. By the end of March we were in Florida, twice. Mainly, because we spent a week or so at my home in WLC then in THe Bahamas for just over a week then back to Fort Myers - hence her tan.
This shot was taken in The Bahamas. As you will gather I had everything I might desire with Kirsten in one beautiful package and for her part she couldn't get enough of me...and a certain part of me. That all started in he February and continued right through until late 2008. If it were mathematically possible to give someone 12/10 then t would be Kirsten. Perfection.
Studio shoot with a lady called Annette. I will say no more although nothing took place that morning, it did later. She was introduced to me by another lady ...who had shared my bed. Intrigued, Annette wanted to know what it was that I had. She found out LL.
She loved it and has been back for more, albeit nearly two years ago now, but we are still in touch and may meet again this year, all things being equal.
As a penultimate little eye opener for you the 'accommodating' lady above is Amanda. When you had me in your home those last two times around October 2005, each time I left, apparently heading home, I drove along the 69 (aptly named the A69!) to Hexham and Amanda.
Amanda kept me entertained and fully satisfied where you couldn't LL - remember, the early withdrawal you always insisted on.. I thought that was a fitting end to our relationship that I left you those last two times (and the times we subsequently met up afterward) to go to a woman who allowed me full intercourse. There had been quite a few before Amanda of course but being so close to your location , made a little more telling in my book, even if you weren't aware at the time.
Amanda and I got together just before the Cyprus trip, that was actually your 'last chance' LL. You left as I had expected and manipulated you into doing. This Hexham lady was after just one thing with me, well maybe a couple more things like dinner out and a few shopping trips to Gateshead. Her main requirement was to get laid and she did numerous times over those visits leading up to our last time together in your home in October.
She liked sex, was quite uninhibited and was open (often) to trying different things. I recall the first visit early that September. We had talked about all sorts of things before we met but she kept returning to one subject - sex. I like a woman who knows what she wants LL and Amanda knew what she wanted.
OK she didn't have the biggest boobs in the world, but they aren't everything for a man> her tight ass and tight pussy more than made up for it. We had some great sex. By comparison, sex with you was boring and less than satisfying as I have said. We had sex every which way. Me on top, her on top, from behind, on my lap facing me, on my lap facing away, standing etc.
I made love to her in bed on her dining table. bent over in the kitchen, bent over her armchairs, in her garden and of course in her bed. Outdoors was risky but exciting as Amanda had neighbors, but we got away with it without too much noise from Amanda. We did the sixty nine position frequently. She liked to give me a blow job as well. She found that sexy. One other pleasure for her was for me to come over her breasts or aim for her mouth.
I was surprised she didn't get exhausted but she would have sex with me about for times, that is occasions, a day and manage to come once or twice each time.
I had meant to tell you about Amanda ages ago, years ago in fact, but never got around to it until I put her photo on here. So there you go LL another woman who usurped your position, which as you know was just the one...laying on your back,
Austin Texas 2007
I have to say that this all Texan lady was quite the sexy woman. She loved sex and satisfied me (and herself every night for four nights while I was in the area. Not only the nights most often also in the morning. There was the occasional late afternoon as well.
By the time I hit Austin on that trip in 2008, it was my fourth time there mainly for business reasons. It was also October. The first time was when I was on my travels across the country in 2007, although I had been to Texas as far back as 1993.
Linda - I won't bore you with how we met - almost greeted me as you see her above . A photo that brings back a lot of memories, mainly slippery ones! The shot was taken at her home in the suburbs of Austin. Divorced and more than a little hungry, back then Linda worked for a company I had dealings with over my property portfolio which by 2007 had spread a lot further than Florida LL.
Structural engineers was there game and Linda fronted the reception desk. I was having some units built on an industrial park for rental. That meant on my visits while waiting to be shown in, we got to chatting. That in turn led to dinner, which also in turn led to sex. After all we were both single, she was horny and I don't like to let a lady down.
I had no intention of taking this shot even though we had just fucked, but she insisted so that I could remember how I made her come ...three times, which explains the 'moisture' you see in the shot. I remember that day well. Off came her clothes, dress bar etc and then she had me pull down that pink panty hose of hers. Never did quite get them right off.
Pulled them down, no panties, grabbed her breasts, turned her around, entered from behind, grabbed her breasts again and we were going at it like a steam train. Linda liked being taken from behind, as you will gather LL and always that way the first time. I don't recall how she still ended up with them around her ankles when I mounted her on her bed for our second fuck but there they were when we had finished and she had come again.
Happy days and the lady was well and truly satisfied on each and every occasion. It all stopped when I sold the units, with tenants, in 2009 and had no further reason to visit Austin. What a lovely pussy, though. Boobs weren't bad either!
Have a nice day ma'am
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