For LL in the UK
Not an alphabet LL but I think I could construct one.
A
Anouk and the location? New York State, LL.
She is a lady I met in 2009 while over in the State on business. A few days away I thought and then back to Concord. The few days turned into just over a week. I had both properties in New Hampshire then, so was betwixt and between them and also looking to build up the horse ranch.
That was partly my reason for being over where Anouk was. I had no idea I would meet her, but I was staying in an hotel and spending the first two days sealing a deal regarding some equipment I needed for my recently acquired ranch.
That done on what was to be my final night in the hotel I was free that afternoon and decided to do a little exploring around Buffalo, NY. I had no car having flown over there and hadn't bothered with a rental. Mid afternoon I ducked into a little restaurant for coffee. That was where I met Anouk or as she had adopted, Anne or Annie, which is where the French version derives from.
Her parents had emigrated first to Canada, Montreal in fact. Thy had both passed on when I met Anouk who was sitting at the next table to me and she had emigrated to the States. At first she thought I was a tourist there to see Niagara. We got talking about Europe and in particular France which she had left when she was ten - now (then) thirty five. Anouk offered to show me around the center LL and as she was quite charming I agreed and let her.
When we left and came out on the sidewalk she slipped her arm through mine. I did think at the time as to what I might have gotten myself into, but she was just being....French. Anouk worked but that day she wasn't. She had a rented apartment in a high rise she told me as we wandered around and said she would cook me a French dish if I was happy to go to her place. I agreed. She was good company. We talked about France and Americans in general and how different they were from 'us' Europeans.
I guess it was about four in the afternoon when we arrived back at her place, so a little early for a meal. When we arrived I was quite impressed with place. Beautifully furnished a nice and tidy. Lots of small feminine touches too. I suppose I wasn't that surprised when she said that it was a little early to start cooking and we should make love. I wasn't going to disagree with that proposition LL not from a French woman.
I had my small Lumix with me and Anouk had no qualms in me taking the shots below which are pretty much in chronological order. She was lovely and even lovelier naked and she knew it and knew how to tempt me....
Then we retired to her bedroom. Why? Because she said she didn't want to get the couch wet. How wet things were to become I was yet to find out.
Lovely 'lips' and very enticing. Her petals unfolded.
Come on in...and I did LL. I was in and shortly afterward she came. Not once but twice. Then she mounted me and I had a lovely time with her breasts. They were firm and her nipples lovely, especially when she offered them to me. She rode me for quite a long time until the last few moments and then she gushed everywhere when she came that third time. Now I knew why we used the bed and not the couch!
I rarely come when a woman is on top and Anouk was no exception which, when she had finished left me with nowhere to go except back inside her. I rolled her onto her back and slipped into her fully dilated pussy very easily. She pulled her legs up and back...and then back again, right back to her head. It was all about deep penetration and me riding her clit. Her pussy was quite wide and I wallowed in it initially LL. Anouk loved that.
Then presented with that part of her anatomy at that angle I went deep, riding on her clit. Lots of moans, other noises and a lot of French as I rode all the way. She gushed, I came and then I withdrew slowly. Looking down I watched her pussy twitching in the aftermath of our sex and at her cum oozing slowly from her pussy.
Then she cuddled up to me that lovely body and its curves wrapped around me. She dozed off, then I did. We showered together, which was a treat in itself and then we cooked the meal with me acting as sous chef. I stayed a week after checking out of my hotel, eventually flying back to NH. Anouk visited several time in NH at my expense and we had a lovely affair lasting nearly a year, off and on.
B
Beth. OK that a bit of a cheat as she is really Elizabeth, but who liked to be known as Beth.
These shots were taken in my London studio in 2009. It wasn't Beth's first visit there, she had been before for a couple of shoots of her fully clothed. WE discussed nudity and naked shots at her request but nothing came of it for sometime. Believe it or not she was quite a shy woman when I first met her and even getting her to pose in the fully clothed shoots was a little difficult.
She told me she felt very self conscious. We worked on it together and those clothed shots got better and better, until she felt quite assured in posing for the camera. The fact I kept talking while taking the shots helped her I think.. and I can talk LL, as you know. She did say that I did a good job putting her at ease.
Something happened between those early visits to my studio and the one depicted below. I never quite got to the bottom of it but one day she contacted me and said she was ready for a shoot with her posing in the nude. We agreed a date and time and on the afternoon in question she turned up. I had briefed her before hand, unfortunate choice if word. That is mainly be cause I told her not to wear bar beforehand and loose fitting panties if possible. She asked why, naturally, as I guessed she must have thought I had ideas not related to photography. I did but that wasn't the reason for the request.
I explained to her the way these items leave lines on a woman's body and suggested she bring whatever underwear she wished to wear afterward. That isn't the first time I had to explain this fact LL.
Beth turned up wearing a cotton skirt a top and a jacket, by cab.
When she took the jacket off I could see why she wore it. Having taken my advice she was not wearing a bra and two points of interest proved that. She seemed quite at ease and confident that morning, probably because she knew me quite well by then and we had built an excellent rapport. I had partially set up for the shoot, but before we started I made coffee and we sat and chatted. Then the time came and Beth stripped off, which didn't take long because without a bra and indeed panties I discovered there were only two items involved, her top and her skirt.
I was more than impressed with her body and she had learned how to pose confidently. The result was a great shoot. A few of the shots taken appear below LL. Beth was very pleased with the result, very pleased. She dressed, fully this time and I suggested lunch at a place close by. I guess I should mention two things here. One Beth was and is quite wealthy, and two she was then single and despite her initial shyness at the first few shoots a bit of a party girl.
That latter part came to my intention when after our lunch and before she departed she invited me to a party at her house the coming weekend. I went. There were a good couple of dozen folk there as I recall, mostly couples apart from Beth and one other lady who I chatted to and danced with for a while. Then Beth cut in and I found myself in her arms. Moving her head close to my ear she asked if I would stay the night. I wasn't sure what that meant but I guessed. My guess was right LL.
The party wound down about 1.30 am. I helped clear a few things up and then Beth took my hand and led me upstairs ... to her bedroom. We slept together LL and she was a delight in bed just as she had been out of it. I have to admit that after the party and given the lateness of the hour how hungry she was for sex. twice that night and well earned sleep followed by twice the following morning. Laying in bed alongside her lovely naked body, in among all my memories, ranks quite high in the order of things.
Of course we had more sex and more socialising but we also had our lives to lead, so it was often a case of a phone call and we would spend a night or two together. Like you LL, she really appreciated the way I made love.
C
Charlotte was a near neighbor of mine in London, Not near the apartment I once owned LL, but the place I call home there now, in that rather select district of the Capital. I had just acquired my place there at the time - 2009.
Funny isn't it that between 2005 when we parted and 2009, that I went from quite well off then really wealthy, due to my business acumen and you failed to join me for that ride. I keep telling you how much you missed out on....while I didn't. You knew best, or rather … you didn't!
This is where she lived then and where one morning in 2009 I was invited round for coffee - a Sunday morning in fact. She said to bring my camera and so I did. Charlotte then was thirty three, so I just thought she was being neighborly. I had no inkling of what was to unfold, although looking back afterward I figured out why what followed, came about.
The house where Charlotte 'lived' was in fact her parents home, but they were often away traveling due to business interest and a home in California (among others). I guess rattling around in a Knightsbridge property had limited appeal after a while for a young woman.
She also knew I was sometimes on my own in my place, which is why I innocently thought the invitation to coffee was nothing more than just that LL. To be fair it was … initially. Charlotte (call me Charlie, she told me) invited me to take a look over the house I was genuinely interested as I have an ongoing into design and furnishings from way back. The artistic genes I inherited from my mother. Up we went to the first floor (second over here) then eventually the third, which among several other rooms housed Charlie's bedroom.
It was there that she if I would like to photograph her. Quite how that was to unfold became apparent quite quickly. She disappeared behind the screen in the photo and re-emerged in just her bra and panties as you see her immediately below. The photos are in chronological order LL as you scroll down.
She asked if I had a problem with her posing in just her underwaer. You can guess what my answer was!
It didn't take much to figure where this was heading and the photos demonstrate most of the story. View them below and I will finish up after the last shot.
As you will have seen above LL, Charlie slowly stripped off and had me follow her lead until we were both naked and she was on the bed with her legs apart inviting me 'in'. There was undoubtedly a degree of anticipation because I could see she was oozing her juices slowly even before I got to work and I did get to work on her relatively young nubile body.
First off I made her come with my head between her thighs teasing her clit until she came. I remember her holding my head down in place and then when she had her orgasm the way her thighs quivered against my head. Funny what you recall, sometimes. By then she was more than ready to receive me and I plunged into her nice tight pussy having negotiated her entrance. A tight pussy is very stimulating for a guy LL and I had to hold myself back with Charlie or I would have come far to early for my normal modus operandi.
That tightness worked both ways and my plunging soon had her back to moaning, repeatedly legs high wide and lovely. In the position I was in I was able to fondle and squeeze her pale boobs, arouse and suck on her pink nipples, right up to when she started shouting, 'Yes, oh yes, oh, oh ohhhhh, yessss!' From that you would be right to surmise she came again. This time her juices and cum were everywhere. I was wet, she was wet and the sheet was wet. And....I was still fully erect.
That didn't go unnoticed by Charlie and she asked me how I would like to fuck her so I could come. After a short discussion, very short she knelt as you se her in the shot above having cleaned herself a little and then we were at it again. I had no expectation that she would come again as I stood behind her kneeling on that bed, but she did. So did I Ll so it was satisfaction all round. Incidentally, she had no qualms about the intimate photos. As she said, '...as long as it tempts you into fucking me again.'
The reason I was invited 'for coffee' was on the say so of a mutual friend who I had also serviced. Nothing like a recommendation is there!
Finally, see below …
We didn't meet that often but when we did it was often for three or four days. After all LL, I had other commitments with other women in other places. Fiona was the only one in Stranraer so it was easy to relax there and further north.
This photo was taken when I had picked up Fiona from Prestwick after she had been on holiday with girl friends in Majorca - hence the tan lines. Also this is a short time after we got in and a short time after we had made love. You are looking at one very satisfied woman. like all the women I have pleasured. On that note I will end this blog
Have a nice day ma'am
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