For LL in the UK
Interesting thing weight LL. It can be defined as a measure of the force of gravity acting on an object. Mass is part of the 'equation' too and that is explained by the amount of matter an object contains. Perhaps you can see where this is going.
In your case and that of fat man, it is a case of too much matter (too much food and booze) on which gravity exerts a pulling force giving you both your weight. That of course in both your cases is excessive, despite your ages.
The ladies below don't have the problem either of you two have. Their weight is nicely distributed and is not excessive. You may wonder at the title of this blog. It is merely me making a play on words. One ton = wanton, which is what most of these ladies were. No inhibitions and ready to try anything sexually, also to experiment, try 'new' things. New to some of them anyway. Not so much to me due to extensive experience.
Each and every lady here is new to you LL, but of course not to me. Wanton is acting in a sexually unrestrained way and that is how, with a few exceptions in this blog, the ladies were. Very much to my delight, naturally, but also somewhat exhausting.
We talked, naturally. She had assumed I was married and I had assumed she must be even though she wore no wedding ring . I explained I was widowed, she explained she had just had her divorce come though. Two people afloat singly on the world’s ocean of people, is how Lindsey put it LL The more we chatted the more I liked her and she warmed to me, so I invited her out to dinner - why not. She was single and so was I. I was well clear of you LL and the world was my oyster, literally due to my wealth. We ate at a place called Barney’s Piano Bar and …well we ended up in bed together.
I drove her back to my place on Wellington and we didn’t mess around with pussyfooting around the fact we both wanted sex. We were in bed together, or rather on the bed together with me pounding Lindsey. In the light of the bedside lamp I watched her breasts bouncing around as I thrust. Unlike many of the nice firm ones I have come across LL, Lindsey's were, how shall I put it....fully mobile and a joy to watch. they were an even greater joy to hold which I did.
Surprisingly given that we had both had a bit to drink I managed to make her come. 'Oh, wow that was great P', she said once she got her breath back. We lay there for a bit LL listening to the aircon and the fan slowly going around. Then I got to see a lot of the fan as Lindsey straddled me and re-connected. Away we went again each of us doing our bit. Her riding for a while and then me thrusting upward. It all culminated in Lindsey coming again, but during her journey there, I got to play with her nice mobile boobs and get the occasional suck of her teats. She had stand to attention nipples I can tell you LL.
We had gone from appetiser, to entree, main course and now it was time for dessert ... complete with 'cream'. She rolled off me, I rolled on her LL and went in again this time with the sole purpose of satisfying me. WE fucked. Lindsey increase how wide her legs were apart the faster I went. I was in the crux of the 'Y' formed by them hammering away. Lindsey was moaning. She said while I was fucking her hard, 'Make me come again, please'. I rolled myself onto her clit and continued. That did the trick. The rubbing of my pubic bone there had her gasping, whimpering moanig and the shouting when she did indeed come.
I came almost at the same time LL and creamed her well and truly inside with half of it and the rest right across her lovely boobs. Two visits to the bathroom, snuggled down and we slept until the morning. The photo was taken at Lindsey's, about four days after that first night. We got together when we could. Back in 2007 I was all over the place travelling, as you have probably gathered from previous blogs.
That was about it for sometime LL. Nice woman and very personal. Then one day I walked into a coffe shop for a drink and there she was sitting on her own. I walked over and said hello. It would have been discourteous not to. If she was on her own I reckoned she would ask me to join her and she was waiting for someone then we would exchange a few words and that would be it.
It was the former. She invited me to join her, which I was more than happy to do. To me LL she was very pretty. As they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I was doing the beholding. Out of her supermarket gear she looked quite different. Her figure had been hidden in the store. Now it was displayed, dare I say, prominently. To put it bluntly she hard large breasts. From what I could see sitting there the rest of her wasn't bad either.
Normally fairly bubbly in the store, she seemed quite serious that morning in the city. I had gotten coffee and a refill for Amy, so I asked her what was troubling her. Turned she had just finished with a guy she had been with for the last three years. Amy filled me in to a degree, explaining she had caught him with another woman. In September 2005, which was when I met her in that coffee shop, I more or less knew the feeling...in reverse, with your shenanigans LL.
I had gone in that Saturday, after we had returned from Cyprus partly to have a mooch around and partly to go back over the previous few months in my head. That concerned you LL I had tested you without you knowing and you had failed. Weighing it all up I was ready to let you go, let you think you had left me. Not as I had arranged things…so that you would go. I wasn’t that surprised in January 2006 that you had second thoughts ‘Why do I always make the wrong decisions’ but didn’t have the courage to leave fat man.
Basically, I was free so I sat and listened to Amy and how she felt. The morning passed and after three coffees and a visit to the bathroom, we left together. For a moment we stood outside. Andrea said nothing and I stepped into her awkward silence and suggested lunch. After all LL, I had nothing much to do and I was standing looking at a very attractive woman. I didn’t expect Amy to accept and I am long past being disappointed at a no, or no thanks.
In fact, LL she said yes and that lunch would be lovely. Having unloaded herself to me over coffee she brightened up As we finished our lunch, she asked whether I fancied going to the cinema. There was a film she wanted to see and it was apparent she didn’t want to go on her own. I agreed - as I said, I was free and had nothing else planned. Funny, somehow, when I have nothing planned along comes something or somebody to fill it LL…it still happens even now.
The film was OK, not my thing but Amy seemed to be enjoying it as we sat there in the semi dark. I felt her hand on top of mine where it was resting on my leg LL. I guessed she wanted me to hold it, so I did. We sat there watching the film hand in hand. I recall her fingers were long and slender and her skin warm and silkily smooth. Late afternoon the movie was over and we walked out, blinking into the sunshine that September Saturday. Again, strange how things fall. It was one of those rare Saturday's when I wasn't, shall we say, occupied...and yet I was, right then, with Amy.
She thanked me for sitting with her through the movie, she had sensed it wasn't my cup of tea. Good grief, I haven't used that phrase in a while. I was ready to drive her home as we walked back toward John Lewis's car park, where my car was. I said nothing about that until we had walked the half mile or so back up the hill to the car park. Then I offered to give her a lift. We took the elevator through the store. I paid for the ticket and we went to the car. I drove out onto the road and asked her which way.
She told me that she didn't want to go home, not yet anyway.Then she said she fancied fish and chips and maybe see where I lived as she said, all on my own. I wasn't about to disagree and so I drove back through Dereham and then to Shipdham where we stopped and bought fish and chips. Two miles later I turned into my driveway. I was surprised, albeit mildly, that Amy had allowed herself to be taken to the home of an older man she barely knew. I guess she had known or sensed she could trust me, which was more than I could do with you back then LL.
We unwrapped the food while the plates warmed on the AGA then we sat at the table in the day room and ate most of it - there were always too many chips. We drank our wine and then took our glasses and went outside and sat in the garden quietly listening to the birdsong. Andrea said all she could hear where she lived was traffic noise. We strolled around the garden then went inside where she asked if I would show her around. It was mid evening by then and getting dusk. In the back of my mind two thoughts were exercising themselves. Both were opposites LL.
I had two thoughts as we walked. One thought said I would have to drive her to her home soon. The second one was whether she was going to stay the night. We walked around the house and as ever ended up in my bedroom LL. I had followed her butt up the stairs, watching her hips swinging to and fro and admiring her bare legs. Now she stood looking out of the large window across the fields to the church. I walked over and joined her. We both had our hands on the window sill, side by side. She put her right hand over my left. then we turned toward each other and her arms were around my neck. We kissed.
I had three items of clothes on, I guessed she had four. I was right. Top, skirt, bra and panties. I was a pair of panties ahead of her in undressing LL. When her bra came off and breasts were revealed, she took my breath away.. they were superb as you can see in the shot above and her nipples could have poked my eyes out, standing proud and pointing straight at me We were on the bed in a flash and Andrea had her legs wide open so that I could kneel between them.
As I said earlier, wanton can be defined as acting in a sexually unrestrained way. Andrea lived up to that definition. Whether she hadn't been laid for some time or whether she was just a very sexual lady, I wasn't sure of at that moment in time LL, but she sure went for it hell for leather and that was with me on top LL. Preliminaries in the form of me using my tongue on her pussy, out of the way and her recovering from her orgasm, it was down to the main business of the evening.
There was no sideways spread to her breasts, like a lot of women. They stood proud, pointing at the ceiling and her nipples likewise. The mere sight of them would have made me hard if I hadn't already been erect. I looked down between her legs at my destination. Her labia were curled back open and ready to receive me. I had barely touched her tits at that point LL, so as she steered me into her, I fondled her magnificent boobs.
I had every intention of taking things slowly to begin with, but Amy's hunger exceeded what I had intended. Sure, I started slowly, but her wanton need had her bucking up toward me furiously, meeting me more than half way, in a manner of speaking. Back arched, head thrown back breasts standing proud. It was hard to resist her appetite LL and so I met her equally furiously. She was completely out of control in that she just wanted all her body could take and more. Yes's flowed, moans, whimpers and screams. A cacophony of a female in the throes of unrestrained sex.
Amy was quite unlike other women I had had under me...well most women. There were a few others like her and some of them populate this blog. Naturally, she came...naturally, without any aids or my fingers etc. I nearly did myself, but managed to hold-back for what I was sure would be round two.
I had undoubtedly satisfied Amy. She was panting, she was red faced, her breasts were hard and her nipples standing out like chapel hat pegs. Add to that the way her tummy continued to contract after I withdrew, the uncontrolled pulsing of her pussy and I had all the confirmation needed. While she was 'recovering', which was quite a short period, I used my hands to caress her. Legs, thighs, hips body and most of all her tits, all received attention.
By then she had recovered and was caressing me too LL. Without any prompting by me she rolled over placed herself on her hands and knees and just uttered one word, as a request. That word was 'Again', LL. I climbed off the bed, Andrea had arched her back pushing her pussy to the fore. Instead of viewing her breasts I was looking down on her hour glass shape from behind. Behind was the operative word too as that was what was thrust toward me. I stood when I entered her. I've found taking a woman from behind works best that way for both parties. It worked for Amy all rather quickly, which surprised me.
Seems kneeling there, with her pussy swollen and so dilated it was no trouble entering, that she was in such a heightened state that coming very quickly after that first time was inevitable for her. Me, I was still rigid, still inside her when she came LL. Nice feeling having that pussy cramping against me repeatedly.
After I withdrew Amy rolled over on her back, saw my still erect cock, patted the bed beside her and I climbed back onto it and lay on my back. She mounted me, sliding down easily on my cock until all of me was inside her. She rocked to and fro, while I amused and pleasured myself with her breasts LL. I've handled a few, quite a few, but hers were up there with the best.
After rocking to and fro on me while smiling and utterings mmm's of pleasure, she raised herself and started sliding up and down on me. Slowly at first and then faster and fast. I was getting there and I thrust upward, saving her quite so much effort. I went faster, firmer, felt myself expanding even more inside her, felt the stirrings deep inside my groin and readied myself to come. I think Andrea sensed it. She guided my right hand away from her boobs and down to her clit, which I rubbed ...fast. Oh, oh, oh's from Amy as she had third coming of the evening and masculine grunt from me as I ejaculated enjoying the pure pleasure and satisfaction of the moment.
We lay side by side after that last effort LL then I got up and ran the bath which we both shared, albeit in a sitting position. That was nice too...playing with each other. We got out, towelled off, put robes on - the white one for Amy - then downstairs where we enjoyed some wine and a very brief few moments of TV, before we went to bed...properly. What transpired in my bed after that and in the morning I will leave to your imagination LL.
Did I see Andrea again? You bet I did. For one thing, she loved the way I made love and for another I loved her sexuality and her appetite. We tried and succeeded having sex in all sorts of ways.,. off and on when we were both 'available' from September 2005 right through until April 2007. That Christmas I had Lucy, literally, all week leading up to, but not including, the 25th and Amy after Christmas either side of my meeting with you and the handover of the ring.
The photo above was taken in Thetford Forest. She had always wanted to have sex outdoors and never had until she met me. After the first time we did it again on more than a few occasions including in the meadow near my house and in my large garden. She liked the Forest best she told me. It was more exciting for her she said, given the reasonably remote possibility of our being discovered 'at it. Amy said it added an urgency and certain frisson (my word not hers) to our lovemaking.
I was hedging my bets from March 2004 onward, but would have dropped all the other women if you had...well that's another story that never got told. I was a generous lover and friend (I still am)...to those I could trust and that was all of them, apart from you. Shame really, I once thought we were headed somewhere, sharing a future together. It has been your loss and if ever I had sought revenge (I didn't) that would be it...your loss in life.
I wouldn't say they all fitted the 'wanton' category, but more than half did. One of the more wanton and lustful women was Jan who liked to wear sexy lingerie as it turned her on she said. I doubt it was really necessary because she had no trouble getting horny LL. Almost on heat most of the time I knew her. Jan was the youngest of the bunch and definitely one of the most demanding of my sexual attentions.
That is not to say the others weren't hungry for it LL, but it was just that Jan was more wanton about it. One of her turn-ons was to wear a suspender belt a fishnet type stockings when we had sex just like those in the photo Porcelain skin, pink nipples and a nice tight pussy, along with her malleable boobs, weren't a bad package at all for me LL. Add to that the fact she liked sex frequently and she was almost perfect. Most times we met at my place. She drove over from her home on the west side of Norwich.
For various reasons we didn't meet in Norwich so our outings were to the coast, Sandringham and some places you wouldn't know. Apart from the bedroom, Jan was good company too, someone who could hold an interesting conversation and have a laugh.
Hailey is American of course and sexually possesses an insatiable appetite LL. We have known each other as at first client (me) and staff (her), then friends, then lovers. It's not only my plane that gets serviced there!
When I first used the boat/yacht I keep in the Med, this lady was one of my earliest companions. Having said that, as you can see this shot wasn't taken on the yacht. We had been ashore on a fairly remote beach, only accessible by sea, I took the photo shortly after we started our return journey to my boat.
As we are still loosely associated - there's a phrase for describing a sexual relationship - I'll say no more apart from the fact she is one of the best lays I have ever had. Plenty of life in the old dog yet LL - not so sure about you though!
We may have been able to lounge in our transport to the beach, but Lucie was a lot more active on the beach. Up and down being her main form of exercise there...and mine LL. Sex in a nutshell and a lot of vocals to go with it, covered in the main by the sound of the breakers crashing on the shore. Ever had sex with that noise and sight?
It is quite sexy in itself. Lucie said the waves crashing one after another was like her having her orgasms when we fucked each other there. As soon as we were ashore she would strip along with me. It wasn't as though we were wearing much to start with of course Consequently, we were soon in a position to become conjoined and enjoy the carnal pleasure we both sought.
Lucie was/is a woman with an appetite and virtually no inhibitions. When she's there she will wander around my villa in Cannes stark naked for hours at a time interspersed by wanting me to fuck her, whether that's bending over the arms of the couches, standing by one of the kitchen counters or even on one of them. She loves a good licking and flicking too. Lucie definitely fits the wanton classification in my book and I have never tired of her...her boobs, nipples or pussy!
A bit closer to home, yours, not mine, LL This lady lives part of her time in Northumbria/ Northumberland and part in Mayfair. I have been with her in both locations as recently as 2019, although this shot was taken in Mayfair in 2016 LL.
Catherine is a lady, maybe not by title now, but she did bear that accolade at one time. She is still entitled to use it even if she is now divorced. Like many from that social stratum she is decorum itself socially, but in the bedroom naked she was something else LL. You pale into insignificance alongside her... and in fact quite a few others that I have known over the last eighteen years since your first deceit with me.
I wouldn't quite say she was an animal in bed but once naked there was no holding her back. We actually had sex on that couch you see above one Sunday afternoon. I was on another couch equally naked taking her photograph Then Lady Catherine and I got down and dirty, as they say. Naturally I had to tee her up first which was carried out with my hands and tongue. Then, having warmed her up so to speak, I was invited in...all the way on first thrust.
Another who had her own timetable for an orgasm she would buck up toward my downward thrust with a good deal of urgency and always came before me. I guess her more youthful hormones had something to do with that. She was thirty six in 2016...and even now when we get the opportunity, she hasn't lost her lust for life...or sex. She hasn't remarried,, so we are both free agents. We never finish on just one bout of thrusting. Generally it is three. Me on top, her on top, from behind and some other variation like on my lap or standing.
I get quite close to the women in my life LL, which results in some quite intimate shots like that of Catherine.
It goes without saying that this lady was wanton LL and almost on my doorstep in Norfolk. Her name was/is Paula and in 2004 when we met she was thirty eight and in need of getting laid. Paula taught art in the art college in Norwich and was divorced. My daughter joined an art group, which occasionally met at my home due to the fact it was large enough to accommodate them all. That is how Paula and I came into contact.
Although I withdrew and let the ladies, young women mostly, do their art thing under Paula's guidance. I managed to speak with her between things as she helped me make tea and coffee for the group. The upshot of those chats was a date for dinner. Paula was single, I was widowed - you were uncommitted and cheating LL.
We went out to dinner the following Saturday. Paula came back to my place afterward and we slept together. Before we got down to it LL, she told me she hadn't had a man for nearly a year. What followed proved that. She had no inhibitions, but then I didn't expect any from a woman in her late thirties Paula made herself freely available and was very energetic LL. We were both bathed in perspiration by the time we had finished. I managed to have her come three times and I unloaded during her third orgasm.
The photo is one of a series that she allowed me to take. In fact the one above of 'Paula's Pussy' as we called it, was at her suggestion. You could say I have quite a collection maybe not all as close up as Paula's but a serious number nevertheless...including yours.
We got together when we could. Weekends were largely out because I was often with you, so it tended to be sleep overs during the week. Not that we got a lot of sleep!
I use the word 'darling' because she really is one of the sweetest women I have met. She was in her early-ish thirties in 2004 when we first met, which was nearly four years earlier than this photo. Debbie is an exception to my category of wanton women in this blog. She started out with me quite coyly, but after three years of seeing each other, lost any inhibitions she had around me. Debbie had a healthy sexual appetite too and it wasn't unknown for us to have sex four to five times over twenty four hours, regularly. I can still manage it LL, but I doubt you could. In fact, you have probably 'dried up' by now - no more oestrogen.
Naturally, I saw a lot more of Debbie. It was easy because I was seeing you regularly. There was a period in 2007 that we saw very little of each other, although when I could see her, I paid for her flights to London. She came quite willingly...and of curse she came. When I had bought the villa in Denia, I took her there on vacation. Then again to my lovely home here in Sorrento.
There were so many women available via the internet back then - on the website we used to use MFO and two others I started using back in 2004. When I say available they varied. Some wanted to make themselves 'available' pretty much the day we met, others after a few meetings and lots of chat online LL. Laura fell into the first category.
We met in central Leeds and I know there were two reasons for this. One from a security point of view and two, to check me out. I guess I passed muster because that led to our having a coffee back at her place and a statement that said words to the effect that I was going to stay overnight. I was prepared for that even in 2005, based on past experience since March 2004. I had been with enough women by then to know I needed to be ready to stay.
I stayed LL. Laura's big boobs were straining inside her top and she was really nice, so it was a bit of a no brainer for me. To be honest though, she wasn't up there with the more intellectual women in my life then, but her enthusiasm and the sexuality she exuded was more than enough persuasion. Add to that she wanted to get laid and it was a home run for me LL.
Having had our coffee and tea. I was the coffee, of course, she had me take her to bed. The photo above was taken after quite a session bouncing up and down on her mattress. Laura couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. No popping under the duvet while she waited for me to catch up. Instead she teased me by holding her breasts in her hands and jiggling them in front of me, while I was getting out of my trousers ... fast. She certainly needed the whole of her hands LL!
We were standing at the bottom of her bed. There was hardly much room either side of it to swing a cat. Once I was naked and stood upright again there was barely a foot between us LL. Then flesh against flesh, hands o curves, her hands wrapped around me and one of her legs. Erection between her legs, wet pussy, kissing...it all happened very quickly. Laura turned around with a request that I kiss her on the neck. Apparently, that really turned her (it did, I found out).
Her buttocks were warm (all this is from my notes LL) the curve of them pressed against me. Thankfully, she was not as vertically challenged as you P and so my cock slipped between her legs and between her lips/labia. My hands? Well they slipped around her front and soon found themselves full .... with her boobs. She rocked to and fro. I kissed her neck, she threw her head back. I fondled and squeezed, she became wetter and wetter and wider and wider. Laura then bent over, placed her hands on the bed and, with her butt in the air, I slipped into her pussy LL.
Laura was curvy with plenty of flesh to grab hold of, although not fat ... and she was desperate for me to fuck her. Another lady who had been lacking, at least for a short while, as she told me afterward. I slipped in pretty easily as you could say the 'way' had already been prepared. Lots of lubrication flowed and I started my slow movements in and out. Seems Laura liked the fact that I didn't go for it straight away. As I slipped along her pleasure tunnel, she murmured phrases like 'mmmm, that's nice, keep doing that'.
I must have touched on a particularly sensitive spot at one pooint because she gave a gasp and started thrusting against me.There was that sense of urgency about her and I was nowhere near ready, but then I hadn't been without and that probably explained the difference. I was enjoying thee pleasure of sliding back and forth inside here, whereas she had been wakened to the point she felt the urge to come. She pounded back toward me slapping into my groin and stomach, faster and faster. I reciprocated at a somewhat slower pace...I was saving myself.
She moaned, she whimpered and then as she approached her coming it was a case 'Oh, yes, oh yes. Yes yes yes!!!' and she came. I felt her cum slowly oozing out around my cock, helped along by her uncontrolled cramping and squeezing of her pussy. All of that was very nice indeed. She was panting a bit and told me her legs had gone all wobbly. Weak legs meant she needed to lay on the bed which also meant that she had to hold them up and spread them. I was a little surprised she wanted me to fuck her again so quickly, but as I said she wanted sex and she wanted more of it. She was definitely rather wanton in her needs LL.
Laura lay back there on that small double bed of hers, almost dead centre as I stood over her looking down at her swollen pussy while she took in the size of my cock. Then taking it in was what happened. I steered myself to her opening and slipped in easily to her swollen orifice. Hands on her tits, I squeezed and fondled…and brushed her nipples again and again until they were hard. I leaned right over and sucked on each in turn.
Laura was so dilated LL, you could say I wallowed inside her. I rotated myself and she loved that, rather like stirring a pot. It seemed to have an effect, as soon after she said, ‘Oh God P, I’m coming again, keep doing that faster’. I did she came, but I was still quite rigid and not there.
Her legs quivered, she brought them together repeatedly with me still inside her. I was enjoying her orgasm as much as she was, as she squeezed herself against my erection. Her head was thrown back and she panted as her climax gradually spent itself. Laura was glowing and she said, ‘Oh that was fantastic, how do you make love like that? It was wonderful, the best’. She was aware I hadn’t come as, when I withdrew from her LL, she saw I was still quite erect. Now we had a decision to make. How to have sex again. A repeat performance with me on top, or from behind, or something else.
Laura decided that on top of me was what she wanted. I didn't mind either way, as they say! She mounted me LL, legs astride and guided herself down onto me until she was completely shafted. I pleasured myself with her lovely tits as she slowly rocked to and fro, rubbing her clit on me. We chatted a bit. Laura was still a little exhausted from our previous efforts. Hands on her boobs, I stroked them, squeezed gently, tweaked her nipples and then moved my hands to her thighs and caressed them. All this time she was gradually rocking faster and faster on my erection.
Then she knew she wanted to come - she said so. Hands either side of me she raised herself so she could pump up and down. That brought her breasts right up to my face. I sucked on her nipples in turn and met her downward movement with upward thrusts. Moans, whimpers then screams as she came. 'Oh my God, oh, oh, oh!' Then Laura shouted out and after a moment or two collapsed on top of me. We lay there still connected . I still hadn't come LL, so I rolled her off me, withdrew, parted her legs and held them up with my arms. I entered her for the fourth time.
I had no wish to waste time (or a good erection) so I plunged into her again and again now as furiously as she had wanted me earlier. After all our previous activity Her pussy was lovely and accommodating and Laura just lay there having lost most of her energy. I watched as I pummelled her pussy and clit. Her face a picture, her mouth open in a perfect 'O' as she moaned, and moaned, and moaned. I was wondering if she would come again...after three orgasms in fairly quick succession.
I could feel myself coming, hardening, filling her. I went even faster to bring forth my ejaculation. It came in a rush straight inside her, pumping my semen out. Laura's reaction surprised me . Her eyes closed, her face screwed up as though she was forcing an orgasm. There was no need, her orgasm if that was what it was, came in a gush - in fact that is exactly what she did, she gushed cum and liquid in a flood. I had stayed in her and not deflated I thrust a few more times, which made her gush again and then a third time. We were both soaked.
Between each of those gushes LL, Laura kept saying 'Oh my God this has never happened to me' Then 'Oh, oh, ohhhhhhh!' followed by the same phrase 'Oh, oh, oh this has never happened to me before!' She screamed it out. Three times she uttered those words LL. I withdrew and she just lay there smiling and panting. I flopped alongside her and took her in my arms, cuddled her, kissed and caressed her.
We showered. Later we ate in, not out which is when I took the shot above. later she allowed fully nude shots and some quite intimate stuff which of course I shared with her. She took a few shots of me too. When we were talking later having changed the bed and eaten, she said no one had ever made her come four times during one bout of lovemaking and she had never, as she put it, 'flooded' like she did.
After that first time together LL, she wanted a lot more of me. I liked the fact she had an appetite verging on the wanton for sex and so we did see each other lots. If I fancied her at any time she was invariably up for it ... or down for it. We experimented and tried quite a few different positions. A very sexy lady LL. Knocked you into a cocked hat and, unlike you, with all my other ladies I have never had to withdraw prematurely.
Laura immediately before, was older, or rather is older, than Emma immediately above. From nearly forty with Laura, to Emma who was thirty two.
Funny how these 'things' happen LL. I was in Norwich in 2008 one of my rare return visits to the city. I had been in town and by the time I returned to my car mid evening to drive home (to Cambridge) - it was dark and the car park was nearly empty. When I arrived, apart from my car, there was just one other. Standing by the car was a woman who had her head on her arm leaning on the roof of her small car. I walked closer and asked if she was OK. A number of things passed through my head. Bad news over her phone, car wouldn't start, maybe too much to drink. I was wrong on the last score. She was stone cold sober, but visibly upset.
Seemed I was right on scores one and two. She had discovered that evening that her partner had walked out for another woman and then, to top it all, her car wouldn't start. I introduced myself and and she told me her name was Emma. She was in a bit of a state LL, quite understandably. I asked if she had a breakdown service which she did. I called them and then handed her phone back to her so she could talk with them. I said I would stay until they arrived, if she wished. She wished, so I stayed.
It took around a half hour before they arrived. Not knowing what it might be, I had guessed at battery trouble, but it was a little more serious than that and he had to tow the car. He offered to take her home after the tow had been dropped off, but seeing me there he made an expression indicating perhaps I could see to that. I walked Emma away a little and said I was happy to drop her off if she wished and then I was heading for home. She must have picked up positive vibes from me LL because she agreed. Maybe it was my age, smile or whatever.
Emma lived on the edge of Norwich in the opposite direction to that I would be heading, but that was no problem. I had no one waiting for me in Cambridge so off we headed. She asked where I lived. I told her Cambridge, although to be fair I had my homes in Florida, NH, France and Italy then...but said nothing about them.
By the time we reached her home it was after 9.30 p.m. Emma had calmed and was talking animatedly to me about herself and her life. Turned out the fella that had left her had done so six months before. Apparently, it had just hit all over again when she couldn't start her car. Strange what can trigger things isn't it LL. In your case it was a bit too much drink in Florida. That triggered a whole series of events (and women) in my life and I thank you for that, more than you will ever imagine.
Emma invited me in for coffee. I was going to hit the road, but coffee seemed a good idea if only to keep me awake. By the time that was made and we were sitting drinking. - Emma had alcohol, I had the coffee - it was nearly 10.30 pm. She said that I couldn't drive back that night. To which I replied that she didn't know me from Adam and I was sure she really didn't want a strange man in her house while she slept. In answer she came and sat beside me n her couch, held my hand in hers and said that she felt fine with me and that I was her knight in shining armor.
I agreed to stay,largely because I didn't fancy getting back to Cambridge gone midnight.
Emma's house was large and well furnished. She had inherited money. It was around then I asked her what she did in life and then she told me. Turned out she was and no doubt still is, a lawyer. She showed me to a spare bedroom, which came with its own en suite. I said goodnight, she did the rounds of locking up and switching lights out. Then I heard come upstairs open her bedroom door and shut it. I climbed into bed, naked and switched the bedside light off and put my head on the pillow, thinking I would have no trouble sleeping.
I was wrong. It wasn't trouble that kept me from sleeping. It was Emma.
I had no inkling at all that she was interested in me given the age gap, even though I had of course seen that she was an attractive young woman. I did lay there in the dark a few minutes after getting into that bed thinking how strange it was that I had ended up in a strange house and was about to sleep there. Emma had several of those plug in night lights LL. I had left my door very slightly ajar when I noticed a shaft of dim light as I lay there on my back. That shaft became a little wider and then it was filled by the silhouette of a naked woman. I could only see Emma's outline, no details. She asked whether I was asleep. I said I wasn't.
Next minute she had slipped under the duvet and was snuggled up to me LL. Her warm body pressed against mine. In particular, I felt a pair of very firm breasts against the side of my chest. My arm was around her. Sex was inevitable. Her hand found my already semi-erect cock and she started stroking it up and down, nice and slowly until it was quite rigid. I half expected her to either mount me or roll onto her back and open her legs. She did neither. Instead, after a bit of squiggling around, she was indeed astride me with her head down where my erection was and her butt and pussy just above my face...her pussy in particular.
I felt warm wet lips encompass me LL, gently sucking up and down. My tongue found its destination and I started licking warm wet lips, as I held her soft, smooth thighs. My efforts resulted in Emma having to give up her efforts. She couldn’t moan and suck at the same time LL. Her clit grew under my attentions in direct proportion to her moans. Once it was quite erect I sucked and she came, legs quivering and then she rolled off onto the bed proper. Her head now was at the foot of the bed, our legs side by side in parallel. Emma was panting, but getting her breath back fairly quickly. I could see her chest heaving beautifully in the light from the landing.
She crawled around so we were side by side and our heads on pillows. I told her that was a surprise, but a very nice one. She replied that now she wanted me inside her. I was very happy to oblige LL. Emma spread her legs so I could kneel between them, which of course I did LL. My erection hovered right at her wet opening, as I placed my hands on those exceedingly firm breasts of hers.
As I fondled and squeezed, she rubbed my cock to and fro in her furrow. That was nice for both of us.
I wanted her as much as she wanted me so it didn't take long before I was inside her up to the hilt - my hilt. There was a small gasp as I entered but then as I slid to and fro, in and out she just said, 'Mmmm, that is so nice.' We made love LL, very vigorously after that slow start. It was more than apparent that Emma had not had a man for a while, because she went wild as I fucked her. Writhing beneath me, moaning whimpering and eventually screaming out 'Yes, yes, yes, ..... yessss!!'. That was it for her she splurged her cum out and around my cock. Not slowly like many women, but in a rush of liquid juices.
I withdrew rolled her over on her back and spread her legs. Emma obligingly lifter her butt off the beds so she was kneeling. I gently encouraged her to the bottom of said bed and then standing , I entered her again barely after her orgasm. In I went and didn't hang around We both wanted it fast and hard. Two more comings for Emma and my climax and we were done...Emma certainly was, well and truly. She collapsed on the bed, rolled over on her back and I joined her. Her boobs were hard, her nipples erect. I couldn't resist, so I sucked her nipples and squeezed her breasts. It must have done something to her and for her, because her hand went for my cock and she 'raised me from the dead'.
I mounted her again and we were soon 'connected', my new erection bathed in her lubrication as slipped and slid slowly in and out, while every now and then leaning over her to kiss her breasts and suck her nipples. We continued like that, slowly, for quite some time LL, enjoying each other's bodies and the moment. I had no fear of premature ejaculation and Emma's movements under me, kept me erect inside her. A final flourish of manic thrusting on both our parts led to Emma coming once more and me managing a smaller ejaculation, which nevertheless was quite satisfying.
The photo was taken the following morning. Emma visited me in Cambridge two or three times and that was pretty much it LL. I went home to the States and Emma carried on her life in Norfolk. We kept in touch though - Emma married and was then divorced in 2017. In conversations at the time, she was quite down, so I invited her over to New Hampshire to get away from everything. In her early forties by then, she was still an attractive woman. Naturally, we slept together. She wanted to and she wanted me. Here we are in 2022 still good friends and occasional lovers. I will be in London soon and I am sure we will find time for each other....
I took this photo on that day in 2009, before we made it eventually to her bedroom. It was her invitation to fondle her breast and have me suck on her while she undid my chinos. Fulsome is the beast description of her tits, and they didn't have the sag that yours did even back in 2003/4. What you can't see in this shot is the fact she only has a pair of very brief panties on. After my trousers fell to the floor and I kicked them off, down came my underwear and her panties. We provided that service to each other.
Janne watched my cock pop out and then took hold of it, giving it the massage that brought it fully erect.. Meanwhile my fingers were exploring the wet well that was her pussy. We were standing in her small kitchen, essentially masturbating each other, up to a point. Janne liked sex anywhere and with her duly aroused that is what she got and wanted, on the kitchen table with me standing. Open legs, open pussy and my erection made for a nice start to my two day stay there LL. She came and she had me come by climbing off the table and standing while I took her from behind with my hands filled with her boobs.
Janne had a somewhat insatiable appetite and I am sure she could have taken me a third time....but we saved that for later. I have led an exciting, rewarding and very satisfying life since you went your merry and boring way.
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Some of that 'excitement' is shown immediately below in videocam frames I have posted here. Old camera first then the newer one.
A blast from the past. My past and a long time ago. 1970 in fact. The location is Chestfield in Kent. I can't believe Jenny and I ordered that pizza. I do know we couldn't eat it all. Not surprising really...and I did my best.
Kim #3 receiving in 2005
Hotel in Newcastle 2004... Suzie getting it on. Staff member but a regular recipient of my ...juices.
Sarah at my Norfolk home May 2004 receiving my full thickness. She was a lovely lay LL, compared to you at the time...and since
London 2007 at Kate's apartment on her way to a very satisfying orgasm. That's me of course between her legs.
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California shoot 2009. Not saying anything more LL. I was amazed when it 'came' to it though!
I was on leave and had travelled on a Navy warrant from Portsmouth via London to Whitstable. Jenny picked me up from the station I recall, at around 6.30 pm. that evening. Later the following day she was to drive me over to Canterbury and my parents, but she was quite the little hussy back then and wanted me in her bed first. Actually first wasn't in her bed, but second and third were. I was starving not only for sex so we went and fetched that pizza. That was after 'First' but before 'Second' and 'Third'.
I don't have notes from back then LL, but I do have a good memory. For instance I recall you saying your later husband didn't like shagging you from behind. That the stretch marks on your tummy were from child birth when we both know full well they were because you were fat well prior to our meeting. (you didn't hide all the photos of you in that state - not that it matters now of course). Just an example of how good my memory is. There's lots more where that came from.
That very same memory can recall that day and night with Jenny, all those years ago.
Hardly in the house and we were all over each other. kissing, scrabbling at my shirt, scrabbling at her skirt. Then unbuttoning my shirt and unbuttoning her blouse. Frantic wasn't the word LL. We were young, very horny and we hadn't seen each other for sometime. I was twenty two she was heading for twenty one. Strange as it may seem, just two months later I met my wife to be.
Back to Jenny. Back was the word too. I still have a crystal clear memory of her bending down in front of me removing her panties as I shed my underwear. Then she stood with her back to me and I wrapped my arms around her. Remember LL, we were young and quite slight in build back then. Jenny moved my arms and hands from her waist. One hand, my left I think, she guided to her small perky breasts and the other down to her pussy. Legs slightly apart she let me slide my erection between them.
There I was LL fresh off the train and within minutes f arriving at Jen's naked with her sliding to on my cock while I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. Add to that her firm little tits and hard nipples and we were set. Both of us were very hungry for each other. I recall Jen held a chair while I entered her from behind, making her come and me. Whoosh and were were both there. Then we almost ran to her bedroom where she lay on her back legs in the air no doubt as I fucked her again. Back then I could come twice easily and one after the other. Jen was a fountain of cum, I recall.
Abby and I met in Marti's family diner on San Carlos Boulevard. A place I used for breakfast from time to time. Great bacon and eggs LL. Anyway, Abby heard me talking one morning around 8.00 a.m. and asked from her table if I was English. That out of the way, she came over at my invitation and joined me. At thirty five she was in great shape and single, she told me in the course of conversation. For her part she wanted to hear all about Europe and so we talked. After a couple more meets the same week it became a regular habit, so much so that we treated as regulars at the diner.
The day that the above happened we had met as usual, but this time Abby asked to see my home. We both wore shorts of course - you can see Abby's above. I had a polo on and she had a floaty top, not tucked in. We drove to the house which as you know is not that far. That is if you recall San Carlos Boulevard and Winkler. I showed her around and as ever we ended up in the bedroom which is where she asked me to take her to bed.
I made a few changes after you left, furniture etc and also stopped renting the place out. I didn't need the money, but I did need the house more often. You really didn't know what you were letting go when we parted, did you LL.
I knew Abby had the hots that morning and that became more than apparent in that bedroom. Her top came off, my top came off. I undid her bra, she pulled my shorts down. Then I pulled hers down from where I was siting on the end of the bed. She said, 'Pull them down, you'll get a surprise'. I did ...no panties. She had no qualms about photos either. She knew I was a photographer (of sorts then) and encouraged me with lots of intimate opportunities, starting that morning.
Once her shorts were all the way off, taking photos was not at the forefront of my mind LL....or Abby's. She fell back onto my bed laughing. I think I said let's see if I can make you utter other noises apart from laughter. She told me to go ahead. All said in fun of course. She held her legs up and apart. Her oasis of pleasure was barely damp, but that was to change quite quickly. I stroked her legs and thighs working my way to her hips and then her breasts, caressing, fondling, squeezing and a little licking of her nipples, all of which she approved of.
With legs still held up slightly I knelt down and buried my head between her thighs. Some judicious licking and strategic flicking replaced her earlier laughter, first with mmm's then moans and the OMG P!!. I had proved my point and Abby had come. Now her oasis was welling with juices and my point was heading straight into that liquid pool. A little tight but not overly so. Once her entrance had been negotiated I slid in very nicely all the way LL. We fucked, she bucked. I thrust slowly to begin with so we could enjoy each other. Abby lay there smiling and having to odd small chat until she felt 'things were happening'. That's when she bucked upward repeatedly waanting me to go faster.
I teased her by going fast then slow, then fast. It did what I expected it to do made her nearly get there only to drop back a bit. By about third or fourth time she couldn't stop herself and whizz, bang she came, head back, back arched, pussy pumping cum for the second time. I was still hard and stayed inside her while her cramps sort of massaged my cock - very nice. Then she slowly subsided.
I withdrew.
I lay on the bed beside Abby thinking she would like to recover a bit, despite the fact my erection was pointing at the ceiling, which you were once familiar with LL. But no, she didn't need to recover. Abby almost leapt on me she was that horny and wanton. Lowering herself on my cock she started rocking to and fro rapidly while I watched and her boobs bouncing around. To stop the latter there was only one thing to do and that was grab them and squeeze, which I did. Abby kept going and going, then a little out of puff, she leaned over me and pumped up and down on me.
I was doing virtually nothing in that area, apart from the occasional thrust upward. I sucked her boobs. She moaned and moaned and I guessed she was coming again. I took a chance and spanked that bottom of hers two or three times. It did the trick and triggered her climax LL. Lots of oh's ensued and she collapsed on me. I rolled her over and re-inserted myself. Some rapid thrusts lots of whimpering from Abby another small coming on her part and I was there in the rut spewing forth inside her. It was great.
I said she had a juicy pussy. Each time we met it was certainly that and nearly always wet even before we got started. Wanton maybe, but I think it was all about the anticipation. She was another lady who uttered those 'immortal' words - 'Where did you learn to make love like that?' As with you LL, and many others, I never quite gave her a definitive answer, for fairly obvious reasons. I guess it was that with Abby. The thought of what was to come ...in both senses of the word.
However the motor I was most interested in that day was standing in the bow. June 2016 and Faye was quite happily moving about my yacht in just her panties. Admittedly, the weather was warm and the water calm. She asked me around the time I took the photo and a few others, when I was going to drop anchor. We both knew that was a double entendre LL. She wanted the boat anchored and then me anchored inside her.
I found a spot with enough depth of water and dropped anchor near to shore and quite remote. We were more likely to be heard by a bear than a person. Faye is quite open about sex. Basically, she loves it and wants it/wanted it frequently. She slipped her panties off as she walked carefully aft and then we went below to the cabin.
Rather breathlessly she held her naked body against mind and whispered in my ear, 'Anchor me now, please'. As you can see Faye is slim and long legged. She had her hands on my shoulder, I had my hands on her waist. I started caressing her body while she slipped my cock between her legs. Faye was wet and not from the lake LL. We kissed as she moved to and fro toward me and I did the same toward her. She adjusted herself a little so my cock was rubbing her clit LL. All the while of course the boat was rocking gently on the lake.
She made herself come. Nothing spectacular, just a gentle orgasm if there is such a thing. Then we were on the 'forrard' bunk, with Faye's legs in the air with her pleading with me (yes LL, pleading as she was that desperate) to 'anchor' her. When a woman is that horny I am always tempted to tease them sexually and that's what I did with Faye. I knew she wanted me to plunge into her, as I said, desperately, but I held back, teased her pussy with my tip just around her opening.
She kept looking down and trying to force herself onto me. I avoided her attempts. While this was happening, she was getting wetter and wider. When she spread her legs in the air as far as they would go, without warning I plunged right into her all the way. Boy, did she gasp at that sudden movement. 'Oh my God P, you are so 'big', I can feel you everywhere. Fuck me now!'
I started thrusting LL. With the boat rocking gently, the sight of Faye naked, her boobs moving in time with my thrusts, I knew we weren't going for a second time until we were ashore. With that in mind I didn't hold back and neither did Faye. Upward thrusts from her, downward ones from me. Wallowing in the wet pool that was her fully dilated pussy we were both enjoying the movement fully. Faye was moaning, whimpering, urging me on. I was riding her like a stallion on a mare (I do raise horses after all).
'Yes, yes yes', were Faye's next words as she started reaching her orgasm. I kept going fast and furious and she came. Wow, did she come LL. Every woman in my experience, is a little different at that point and in Faye's case it was the fact she screamed at the top of her voice and simultaneously her cum surged out around my cock. I was surrounded by it as I continued. Faye wasn't sure if she could take more of me, I thought at the time, as she said,'Oh no, no....oh God yes, yes, yes!'
At that point I came and she had another orgasm. The boat rocked and the only sounds then were soft mmm's from Faye, the sound of lapping water and some birds in the trees ashore. We lay in each others arms for, I don't know how long. I do know it was one of those rather special moments and special times.
Penrith was a morning come afternoon stop to service a lady I had known since April 2004. Nice long legs, nice firm breasts and a figure to match. One of my 'regulars' back then and always up for it...or down, depending how she wanted me to fuck her.
Kendal was where I spent the night tat Monday giving a repeat performance in bed to another lady that enjoyed my services and loved being serviced as regularly as possible. None of them questioned the fact that I told them I was on business in those areas. You never questioned me either, but then you didn't know LL, and you thought you were pulling the wool over my eyes!
I met Louise in a coffee place. We had been chatting since October 2004, on line in emails and by phone. This was to be our first meet. It goes without saying that it was all about sex. We both knew that and noth expected it. That was mainly because our emails and conversations revolved around quite intimate matters, like what she wanted me to do to her etc. One of the suggestions was that she bring a friend along for the first meet. I didn't object and I could understand why.
Things ended up in the bedroom above mid afternoon onward. Then things ended up being a game in or rather on the bed involving all three of us. The girls are rather ladies, Louise on the left, Becky on the right obligingly allowed me to take this shot of them. No others were allowed on that occasion, which was fine with me. I told them I just wanted one memento of the day.
Didn't take much persuasion on my part and so I got my first photo of them both. Now where to start which is sort of what Louise and Becky said more or less to themselves. Both were in skirts and tops and we agreed a striptease of clothes. They each had four items on. I had four on as well discounting my socks. We each shed an item in turn until those last essentials. In the case of the ladies it was bra and panties (I do like black on a sexy woman LL). In my case I was slightly ahead and just had my underwear covering my bulge.
For the girls it was bra's next. That sort of did it for me - the sight of their breasts. Louise had the largest, followed almost as much by Becky's nice pert pair. We agreed to take our last items off together. That revealed two pussys with a sliver of pubic hair in each case just above the all important area. I like to see a woman's pussy when it's not hidden in a bush. Both Louise and Becky were fixated on my cock, which was fully erect. Not surprising with two naked women gracing my bed.
We agreed a game plan.
Stage one went like this LL. Louise lay on the bed legs apart and drawn up with her feet on the sheet. Becky knelt alongside her with her head down and her butt in the air. I bet you can guess what was coming... and it wasn't me! Navigation was the name of the game in this stage LL. Navigating my head and most importantly my tongue to Louise's pussy and the fingers of my right hand to Becky's. Who said men can't multi task!
To be fair it was hard, now there's a word LL, to concentrate on who, but I managed and had two lovely women moaning then coming, one after the other. I stood. Becky had come first - magic fingers I guess. Louise followed fairly quickly afterward. Part two of our scenario was to take place now. Becky stayed where she was kneeling, legs a little apart and her rather juicy looking pussy waiting for a full service.
I lined up. Louise sat up. Becky waited but not for long.
A few things happened then I entered Becky, she gasped momentarily. Louise moved very close to both of us her long legs and thigh rubbing against mine. I was thrusting slowly in and out of Becky. Louise cupped her boobs thrusting them upward in my direction. I held Becky's hip as I fucked her and used my left hand on Louise's breasts, squeezing cupping, caressing and rubbing her nipples.
She opened her legs while Becky continued to take all I could give her, moaning and whimpering as she headed gradually toward a climax. I slapped her bottom LL, three times and that and my thrusting did the trick. Lots of oh's etc and I withdrew and watched her ooze. By now I had explored Louise's boobs thoroughly and she had moved my hand from there down to her pussy with her legs apart it was fairly easy to finger her and rub her clit while Becky was on her way to that orgasm.
I changed horses, so to speak, from Becky to my blonde Louise. She had been sitting on the edge of the bed, so I pushed her gently until she was on her back. I say pushed it was more push and feel as I did that holding her lovely tits. Legs up and akimbo, her wet pussy beckoned. From one well of pleasure to the next. I navigated my way inside her. Her pussy was a little more generous, not as tight as Becky's, although the latter's was very stimulating. I thrust she watched, head bent forward as I went in and out.
Becky had recovered and as I fucked Louise, Becky rubbed her clit for her. I think Becky rather liked touching my cock too, as it went in and out of Louise. Becky's rubbing and my fucking conspired to give Louise quite an early orgasm, followed by another as I continued. Loved her cramping on my cock LL.
Part of the plan had been for me to come over their breasts. As I felt myself nearing that stage I told them. Four tits were thrust forward as they both knelt before me waiting for me to shoot. The look on their faces as they waited for my fountain was a picture LL. Then I came shooting over Louise and quickly directing myself at Beck's tits as she received the rest. They loved it and I knew for sure this wasn't the first time they had indulged in such games.
Maybe, at that point, you would probably think it was all over LL, but it wasn't and it was only around 3.30 pm at that point. All three of us had more planned. Not an orgy of course but let's just say three highly sexed individuals getting what they wanted, enjoying it all and being very satisfied.
I was about as far from your requirement for early withdrawal and the monotony of you being on your back as I could be, and I was only just down the road in a manner of speaking.
We didn't shower, although my shower there could take two, nor clean up much. I found myself lying between two lovely women. Initially I had my arms around both of them with their sexy bodies cuddled up to mine.
When we parted later that year I was sorely tempted to send you shots of my conquests, but I still thought you might change your mind and I knew you nearly did. Trouble was you applied your standards to me and thought I would leave you 'high and dry'. I wouldn't have done that, but then you had never met someone like me before had you.
I untangled my arms from the girls after a short while so that I could caress them in turn. We enjoyed that for quite some time. I got to suck all four tits offered to me as well. My reward for the caresses and kisses. It wasn't all one way of course. Becky and Louise caressed me as well, which was rather nice. Their hands began to wander southward a little later into the caressing episode and in turn they worked on getting me erect again.
It took a lot less time than either of them imagined. For me, I wasn't surprised. I had two attractive relatively young naked women all over me. I was caressing them and their breasts as they caressed my cock.
Stage two began as soon as I was rigid. Both Louise and Becky sat astride me. Louise at my head and Becky...well Becky was busy lowering herself onto my other head...that on my cock. I felt her nice tight pussy envelope me, as Louise presented her wet well to my face and mouth and in particular my tongue. A neat arrangement as always in these situations LL. Becky was set to do all the work down below, while I did all the work on Louise at the other end of my body.
We had comings. two in fact Louise whose clit was so sensitive she writhed on my face, while I gripped her boobs tight. Becky was rocking and pumping on me for all she was worth. Louise came first, not surprising with her very sensitive clit. I had moans coming from both ends of my body. Louise's legs clamped against when she came then she rolled off onto her back as I watched her legs coming together several times. I guessed that was quite an orgasm. Becky was still going but running out of a bit of steam so she leaned over me raised herself a bit and I took up the thrusting. She lowered her tits to my face. I sucked on one while squeezing the the other, 'Oh yes, yes yse...oh my God' she said Ll and then whoosh, she came.
She rolled off to my right and finished the throes of her coming on her back. I knew I had another ejaculation in me wanting to come out so I mounted her, slipped inside and went fast and hard. I came. The first time inside one of them, but not the last. Louise had watched us. they both told me that it made them horny watching the other being shagged.
Then we showered. I had two showers. The girls wanted me to 'wash' them. That was nice and sensuous, I have to say. No sex in there bit lots of intimacy.
We were all hungry by then so we dressed. Becky left first then Louise and finally me. We all met in the hotel car park and then we drove off in my old silver Lexus. We were going to eat out of town. Under their directions we arrived ate, had a drink talked and then it was back to my hotel room. This was I guess about five hours after my last coming, at 10.00 pm. Into the hotel and two cocktails for the ladies and a single malt for me along with a coffee. The latter because I undoubtedly would need to stay wake.
Stage three of our plans.
The hotel was busy so getting the ladies back into my room was easy. I gave Louise the key card and she went up. Becky and I followed about ten minutes later. Louise was wearing just her panties when Becky and I arrived. With that incentive, I quickly caught up with her state of undress as did Becky. Soon all clothes were discarded. We were all going to sleep together but my wanton couple wanted, needed even, a final servicing of the day.
We set about stimulating each other. Not really necessary, but we enjoyed it. Louise knelt before me like a supplicant while I got to caress Becky all over. Curves, tits and pussy. Louise didn't miss out though. She wasn't praying down there, she was sucking...on you know what LL.
We had all had a busy day/week so far - mine had been busier than theirs, as I detailed above LL. Of course they both wanted some bedtime sex, but not a long drwan out session. Louise had me up for it. By the time she stood up, I was rigid., Becky was wet and so was Louise. Both lay back on the bed and I stood before them erection standing proud. They wanted it. Two pink pussy staring back at me, as the girls held their legs apart. Winking eyes.
I entered Becky and her tight pussy closed around me. She rubbed her own clt while I fucked her and squeezed her boobs. Louise watched. Once I had Becky panting, I switched to Louise, siding inside her more easily. I thrust hard right down on her clit as she pulled her legs back as far as they would go.
Then another quick switch back to Becky who was close to coming as she was still vigorously rubbing her clit. I went in again thrusting fast and then she came as I squeezed both her tits at the same time. In fact she positively gushed LL
Louise hadn't changed position and I re-entered her and stayed there thrusting fast and coming down on her clit hard. It did the trick, she came...'Oh, my God', I recall she said...and a few other things. I came inside her partly but then withdrew quickly and let the rest spray all over Becky's pussy. We all use the bathroom, climbed into bed which was pretty snug with three of us and lights out and we were gone. Well the girls fell asleep first and then I did.
Stage four took place the following morning LL with two sleepy women who weren't sleepy for long.
The one thing I haven't said here is that both ladies were married and I haven't used their real names. After stage four, we went out for breakfast. after which we said our goodbyes and I went back and checked out. Quite a week that week and it was only Wednesday morning. I crossed thee Pennines on the M62 picked up the A1 and headed toward home. I had dates that Friday and Saturday, different women, and you weren't one of them LL.
The Manchester ladies were pleasured again on a number of occasions, separately and together, but not at that hotel or several times, not in their city. No ties, just sex and fun.
The stockings and suspender belt were for me, to turn me on as Lisa put it. With her body it wasn't necessary but she liked/likes to wear nice underwear when we get together...and she likes an older man. No problem there with me LL. She told me why back in 2016 when we first hooked up - experience, in a nutshell. At thirty five I counted myself fortunate that she wanted me to bed her. After the first time she was effusive and told me she was so glad we met.
Now, how did we meet?
I belong to a couple of country clubs in New Hampshire LL. I met Lisa and her other half there. He is fat and unfit. Too much rich food and booze. Lisa eats healthily and keeps fit. We got to know each other over the months. She knew/knows I am ‘single’. He wasn’t providing a decent performance in the bedroom so…she took to me. Don’t ask why. the same applies to her as all the other women. I haven’t figured out why I manage to bed them all LL and I have given up trying to figure it out.
We started off with Lisa coming to my place under the guise of the horses and riding. Sure we rode the horses, but more often than not it has been each other. The helicopter is a boon for two reasons. It enables us to get to my place in Nantucket very quickly and easily and it saves complications with my life and the other women in it. Which is why Lisa was in the cockpit the day she took the photo above. She sent it to me and deleted it from her phone.
Despite Nantucket being quite small, my place sits in its own grounds and no one can see who arrives in my hello. Idea for sexy trysts like those with Lisa. She got what she wanted and so did I. What she wanted is long satisfying sex. I was happy just giving Lisa what she wanted and what she didn't get at home LL.
She was a tiger in my bedroom. All that pent up demand was let loose that first time on the island. Four times that day starting before mid-morning coffee and ending in bed that evening. Her husband was away so she stayed over on the Sunday as well, when she was equally as horny. Nothing kinky she was (and is) just a healthy, lustful woman who liked her sex three ways mostly. Under me, on top of me and from behind. Occasionally, she would have sex on my lap when she would like me sucking those lovely breasts of her as she rocked to and fro.
You said I would land on my feet after you and I parted. I never had left my feet LL. It was you (and me leading you) that believed I was, how shall I put it, bereft at your 'going'. As you now know, I wasn't. I had figured you out a lot sooner and manipulated things to see if you would leave. You did and in doing so proved to me that I had made the right decisions to hedge my bets back in 2004. You however, made the wrong decisions. No revenge required by me...if there is such a thing, then my so called 'revenge' is contained in the blogs I write.
Quite an age gap, she was thirty five in 2017, but it didn't phase Beth. She was another horny woman who had been 'recommended' to me, for one thing and one thing only, my bedroom prowess. Beth is a member of a circle of friends who I know in Mayfair. Some are business contacts, of course, and at our various social gatherings a variety of other folk attend. Wives, partners, sisters, brothers etc are among them. Surprisingly, among them are a number of women who are either unattached, loosely attached or in the process of becoming unattached.
Beth fell into the latter category, LL. My being single attracted, first of all, a friend's attention. That lady appears below a few shots down under the heading 'Beth's friend'. We ended up having an affair from late 2016 into 2017. It was only an affair in her case. I wasn't married and I am still not, but she was. After sadly losing Ash, its been the best move I've made staying single. Opened lots more doors, most of them bedroom ones.
Although it wasn't apparent at the time, I had been mentioned to Beth by Charlotte, the friend mentioned above. As Beth was drifting away from her partner, she drifted in my direction. We were both at an evening party in Mayfair when, looking back, she made her move. This fresh faced attractive woman cornered me literally in the corner of one of the rooms. Others were there of course but with all the voices and the crowd, that corner was easily to most out of the way place LL I had been talking to someone else a male friend. As soon as he drifted off the space was filled by Beth. At around 5' 6" tall even in her high heels I was looking down a little at her.
Captivating eyes were the thing I recall most that evening, followed by her fresh face and then her cleavage, a fair part of which was on display. Of course she was flirting LL. At one point someone brushed by which caused her to be pushed toward me. Her leg touched mine and her breasts brushed my chest, all without either of us spilling our drinks. Beth lingered against me just a little longer than was necessary.
Eventually, LL we ended up in a quieter part of the house we chatted and then the body contact came into play again. This time it was deliberate on Beth’s part and naturally I didn’t dissuade her. We were in a quiet passageway. Beth placed her body against mine and we kissed. I wrapped my arms around her LL and she took my right hand and placed it on her left breast, albeit beneath her dress and bra. We continued to kiss. Beth said she was feeling horny and I had certainly been aroused.
We decided to leave. It was past, I think 10.00 pm by then. I hailed a cab and took her back to my place in Knightsbridge. She had no idea and was duly impressed when we drew up. Inside she was even more impressed. I won't bore you LL with the details of interior design, or my furniture, paintings etc. Beth was impressed but we both had more pressing business that night....in the bedroom.
The photo above was taen at Beth's home in Berkshire beside her pool. Her home is gated and the extensive grounds completely private. Her erstwhile partner lived elsewhere and since 2017 has long gone. Beth however hasn't and I shall be seeing her (in all her glory) in about a week's time, when I head back south. In 2017 after the Mayfair meeting (and bedding), she invited me to her home in Berkshire for a few days. We both knew why. It was all about our sex together LL. That isn't to say we are not good friends now, but then it was all about the physical side of things.
I have note that when I arrived Beth was wondering around with just her bikini bottoms on, which had me going almost immediately. I had dumped my overnight bag in her hallway and walked right through to the kitchen, from where she had called me. The front door she had left ajar so I could let myself in.
When I reached the kitchen there she was pretty much naked - her bikini bottom didn't cover very much at all. I could have taken her there and then, but she offered me coffee. I decided it would be a good idea if I made it. All that hot water and all that bare skin were not a good idea, I had thought at the time. We talked as I waited for the coffee to brew. Me leaning against the counter, Beth leaning against the kitchen table facing me, her pale skin glowing (at least it was to me) in the slightly darker interior of the house. I wouldn't have been the red-blooded male that I am if things hadn't stirred down below and they did. All more or less hidden from Beth inside my trousers.
I poured the coffee and put both cups on the counter. I asked her outside or inside. She replied ...inside and now. She wasn't referring to the coffee either. She stepped forward and undid my trousers while we kissed briefly. I shed the rest of my clothes pretty quickly LL, and Beth merely removed her bikini bottoms, took two cushions from the kitchen chairs, climbed onto the table, initially sitting on the edge and looking at me and in particular my erection. I walked over to her, preceded by my cock, much to Beth's delight. As I neared her, she opened her legs and I stood between them LL.
Beth looked at me then down at my cock as I took both her breasts in my hands and fondled the and squeezed them. I rubbed her nipples gently and felt them hardening under my touch. Then Beth leaned back on the table and the cushions. Lifted her legs and she held them. I leaned down placing my head between her legs, found her moist pussy and started licking and licking and licking. Her entrance widened. I let my tongue wander inside her as far as it would go.
Then I tackled her clit, stroking it, feeling it become more erect, reaching along her body and squeezing her boobs. Beth moaned and her sounds echoed around the kitchen and its high ceiling amplifying her pleasure. Having stroked her clit to its mini erection. I switched to flicking - fast, faster and very fast. At faster she was shouting out oh's at very fast she came. Her legs came together either side of my head and resting on my shoulders while she cramped her way through her orgasm. Those lovely legs were twitching against me LL.
I stood and steered my erection towards her wet and swollen entrance, then slowly slipped inside her - 'inside' as she requested earlier. Then some nice pumping, which Beth enjoyed - slowly for a while until things heated up for her. During that 'slow' period LL, she watched me going in and out of her with a smile of the utmost pleasure on her face.
I flicked her nipples a few times during that period. They became hard again and her tits really firmed up - suffused with blood I guess. They certainly felt firm in my hands. I squeezed she bucked upward toward me and I upped the pace a notch, until she asked me to go faster. I did and I also applied my fingers to her clit which did the trick and shortly afterward she came. 'Oh my God were the words she uttered at that point and then I felt her lovely pussy contracting on my hard cock.
I hadn't come and as I helped her off the table Beth said that I should fuck her again. Obligingly, she turned around gripped the wooden kitchen table and presented her but and pussy to me. Equally obligingly, I accepted her offer and slipped back inside that warm, wet, velvety pleasure well of hers LL. Holding her hips I thrust hard and fast. I had already found out that Beth liked it firm and fast sometimes and this was one of those times. She was uttering 'uh's' like they were going out of fashion each time I thrust inward. I must have hit the spot because it didn't take long for her to start coming againg. I kept it up and she couldn't stop it - her orgasm that is.
She came 'Oh, oh, ohhhh!' she went LL. A lovely sound to me. It always means I have achieved what I set out to do - make a woman climax. It's quite sexy too, listening to a woman in the throes of lovemaking. What made it nice with Beth held and holds good for the other women in my life - past and present.
I hadn't come, but I was close. While Beth was still quivering from her climax I continued. She said, 'Oh my God', and then I came shedding a good deposit inside her. I have recorded in my notes what she said at the time. Having recovered a bit she turned around put her arms around my neck and we kissed. When we broke away she said that that was the best 'hello' she had received in a long time. Drips of fluids covered the tiles where we had made love. I cleaned it up and followed Beth into the shower. We lunched and spent the afternoon, that first afternoon, by her pool. Around four I was invited to service her again and this time she allowed me to photograph her invitation - see above.
I wasn't let off the hook when we went to bed either - not that I wanted to be. That first night she did the mounting and came, while I needed to do the same, so as she had collapsed on me, I rolled her over on her back and entered her. I came, we cuddled and slept for nearly eight hours.
I will see Beth again in about a week.
I hadn't expected that she would want pussy/kitty shots, but I wasn't displeased that she posed for them. I'm no fool and knew where the shoot was heading - she wanted a shoot from me and was making it pretty plain with each photo I took. This was the first pussy photo. The others that followed were what you might call an open invitation LL, literally. She was one very horny and wanton woman, despite the external veneer of sophistication and wealth.
Horny probably is too tame a word - she was rampant that morning. Early start. She turned up around 8.15 which was fine by me as it gets hot later. I was in shorts and a polo. She wore a skirt and a top and I discovered very little if anything beneath. She came prepared.
Of course initially, I didn't know that and we went through a few portrait and full length shots, then some revealing a good part of her legs and thighs. We had a break and a drink and chatted. To be honest I hardly knew her having only met her twice before in the company of her rather older (around my age then) husband. Funny isn't it LL but nearly all the women that I met who were married suffered from two things in the main. Neglect or inability to perform by their husbands, sexually. Sometimes both.
My client that day (you will note that I haven't named her), suffered from both neglect and poor, or non-existent performance. It always surprised me as to how younger women ended up with men like that...apart from the wealth of course. Me - I never or rarely reveal my wealth and then not the full extent of it. That applied to you as well LL, when we were together. You had no idea of my situation financially and, as it turned out, I was right to keep it from you. I never lied (like you). I just didn't volunteer and additional details.
I returned to the camera and she returned to posing for me. We had enough dressed shots but I wanted a few more close ups. She let her top off her shoulders which revealed the swell of her breasts and some cleavage LL. It also revealed the fact that she wore no bra. I took more shots and when satisfied with them, stopped.
Instead of pulling top back over her shoulders she took it right off standing before me topless, Her tanned body looking gorgeous and her nice sized, firm boobs were very much to the fore. I picked up my camera and she posed and I shot...photos. The way things were going it was more than apparent that we were going to get laid LL. She suggested I remove my top to match her. Then she undid her skirt. I expected panties beneath, but guess what LL? She wasn't wearing any. At that stage she walked over and undid my shorts and between things we kissed. I wrapped my arms around her and as my shorts and underwear drifted south and I stepped out of them, she said 'Shoot my pussy and when you have the photos, shoot my pussy'.
The shot above was the first one I took. The others were with he legs open from the front and from her rear with her pink interior readily visible. It was at that point we got down literally to shooting her pussy, but this time not with the camera.
Needless to say I was very erect by now. All that posing on her part made me as randy as hell and all I wanted was to fuck her. Equally, she was exceedingly hungry. Taking hold of my erection as she laid back on the couch she used my tip on her clit, legs wide apart. As she did I caressed and squeezed her warm firm tits and tweaked her nipples. The net effect of everything made her very wet and I found out soon after very receptive.
I watched her come. I am pretty certain apart from masturbation she hadn't had a man fully erect in some time. She placed my cock in her entrance and I slowly, very slowly went in. She was tight and the initial part of her pussy particularly so. Without hurting her, I managed to get right in and I slowly plunged her depths to my full extent. She gasped when that happened and I could feel her tightness all round me. I looked down at her pussy lips/labia gripping my cock and started thrusting very slowly. Slowly down, slowly up. Gradually things eased on her part and she dilated slowly until everything became easier and slicker.
At that point she urge me on wanting it more and more and faster. She pulled her legs right back and apart as though she wanted more of me. Now her pussy was oozing her juices in a regular flow. I could see them. It was like they had been there all the time and had been waiting for a trigger to release them. Seemed I was that trigger.
I fucked her faster. She moaned she whimpered, she cried out and she came. Cum flow freely. She shook, quivered and cramped - legs alternately apart and then together. I stayed inside her lened right over and we kissed. then I kissed each breast and sucked her nipples which I found out were very sensitive. I was going to withdraw but she wanted me to stay there while we kissed.
Eventually, we parted switched positions so she was on top and after encouraging my erection back to full rigidity, she lowered herself on it. Impaled as she was, she started rocking and rubbing against me. I took her tits in each hand and she was away. Lots of energy, lots of lovely movements from her hips and lots and lots of moaning. rapid to and fro movement rubbed her clit hard against my pubic bone until she came. That coming was fast, very fast. I hadn't had the chance to thrust at all, pinned down as I was.
She lay on me keeping me inside her. Panting, I could feel and hear her warm breath right alongside my left ear LL.Then she rolled off as she regained her breath and lay on the couch as I eased myself off the edge, stood then parted her legs again and climbed between them. After what I had given her she wanted me to come and said 'Fuck me, but do it for you, not for me' and so I did.
The net effect was very satisfying for me LL. I had an enormous ejaculation pumping out longer than usual and she loved it. Why? Because she came too right alongside me to hers and my surprise. 'P', she said, 'that was the best ever'. How do you make love like you have this morning?' It was a question that wasn't going to get an answer and she didn't expect one. What she did expect from me was more of the same, when she could manage it. She managed it, frequently LL, almost to the point of mine and her exhaustion. One hungry lady with an insatiable appetite.
She laughed when, before parting that first time, I said she now possessed a 'pampered pussy'.
Reminds me a little of Carole and you being jealous of her and derogatory. Fact is, she had an insatiable sexual appetite and I was more than happy to satisfy it, far more regularly than I ever did with you.
I met this lady, her name was/is Mary, while walking the shore on Sanibel in 2006. She was doing the same in the same direction and she said hello as I did and we wandered along together that morning. Amazing how much you can get to know of someone just walking and talking with someone who was a total stranger to begin with. She had asked me where I was staying. I told her that I lived in Fort Myers a good deal of the time, which was true. Mary told me she was on vacation, on her own. Apparently, her parents used to bring her there when she was a child. I told her where I lived and she said she would love to see it. I gave her directions when we reached our cars but told her to follow me, which she did.
Back along Summerlin we went, took the right onto Winkler and were soon at my home - the one you once knew LL. As you can see from my photo above, Mary was wearing shorts and what used to be called a 'boob tube'. I showed her around, made her a cold drink and myself a coffee and took it out to the pool where we sat and chatted, looked out over the lake and had our drinks.
Then back inside as the sun came around a bit more and it started to get a bit hot in the lanai. Once we were inside Mary turned to me, then up to me. She said nothing just kept walking until our bodies were touching and we kissed. My hands were on her waist on her bare skin there. Her hands were under my polo shirt, caressing my back. Then she thrust her groin against mine and her legs against mine. When we came up for air, she asked me to take her to bed.
There was no way I was going to refuse an attractive woman with a nice figure and lovely long legs. The photo came (before either of us did!) when she started to undress in the bedroom and flaunt her wares at me. She made no objection to my photographs. Guess she was a somewhat wanton LL, showing her 'meaty' pussy at me in that way. . Both naked we had our hands all over each other in my bedroom. I grabbed her tits and butt and she squeezed my but while holding my erection and pumping it a little. Then she flopped on the bed legs dangling over the side and told me to do my worst...or, she said, my best.
I grabbed her long legs flipped them up and out and Mary held them. She was moist and when my mouth reached that moist area and licked along her groove we were away. Her pussy parted easily as my tongue worked away at her. Then I headed for her clit. It was hard to find at first as it wasn't erect, but giving the whole area a fair bit of attention it soon made its presence known, growing in size in proportion to my licks and stroking.
Lick, flick I went, faster and faster, accompanied by Mary's moans and whimpering. Love those sounds LL - my sexual orchestra. Makes me hard or harder depending where I am in the erection stakes. Mary writhed the more I licked and flicked. She moaned faster the more I licked and flicked and as we neared her crescendo of sounds, out came the finale of 'oh, oh, oh, ohhh's' and the sudden shudder of her body as she came. Legs twitched, tummy contracted.
Once she almost stopped I slipped inside her. She was so dilated entry was easy and I was soon encompassed by her warm wet well of pleasure. I was standing and Mary said she liked that as the penetration was good. I thrust in to her again and again. I guess you could call it a medium pace. I wanted to save myself for another fuck. One is never enough for me LL. Lots of liquid noises, as you once said ‘talking to each other’, me lovely and hard, Mary beautifully dilated so I was able to rotate a little inside her which she loved.
I wallowed like that for several minutes accompanied by a symphony of mmm’s from Mary. Gradually, her mmm’s transformed into moans of pleasure. The third movement came along relatively suddenly. ‘ Oh P, I think I’m coming please go faster’. I did and sure enough Mary started her orgasm. Head back, eyes rolling, face flushed. I squeezed her boobs hard and then it all happened. She had her ‘petit mort’ and nearly passed out as she came. Boy did she ooze cum. Lots of it found its way out around my cock.
Panting Mary looked at me her face flushed and said, ‘Oh God P that was sooo good’ I asked if I had done my best and she said, ‘You sure did and then some!’ Looking down to where we were still connected she saw I was still hard. In fact she could feel I was she told me. ‘Do you want me again?’ She asked. I nodded and she blindly turned over knelt up and presented her butt to me.
Head down her pussy was at just the right level and in I went again. It was lovely. Mary was well lubricated and we slid to and fro against each other nice and slow for quite a while until I felt I wasn’t going to be able to hold back a lot longer. I went faster banging against her bottom and I guess my balls against her colt. Groin against her ass, I kept going faster and faster. Mary was whimpering. I kept going - harder faster and then it started with me and with Mary. She said, ‘Oh God I’m coming again’. In answer my body did what it does just before.. My cock hardened even more. I felt the rush. Clenched my buttocks to force things along, slapped Mary just as she came and bang we were both there. Fluids flowing in both directions - mine into her, hers outward. I felt her pussy squeezing against my cock. I stayed inside her until she had finished. Then I slid out leaving her dilated and extremely wet pussy still twitching slightly.
Mary had five more days before her vacation was over which meant we had plenty of time available for sex and we didn't waste it either. There was you back in the UK and me dipping my stick with a woman who was nearly fifteen years younger. I always come up smelling of roses, as they say
Gemma liked sex no doubt about that. I was sort of 'introduced' to her via her friend who was moving away from the area in 2005 and had acquired a partner. The friend was a woman called Jan who I have written about in earlier blogs LL - we had been lovers off and on from late September 2004. I say off and on because neither of us were always available. When we were a quick phone fixed things and we stayed at Jan's or mine after a meal out, the cinema or the local theatre - the Theatre Royal.
Gemma was a friend of Jan's and I had met Gemma on several occasions while out with Jan in Norwich, so I sort of knew her as an acquaintance. We were however to get a lot more closely acquainted. Whether Jan thought I had no other women in my life, or what, I don't know. She suggested I invite Gemma out about a week before she left the area (after we had had a final sexual bout or two!) That was despite her having a new partner.
I found a space in my diary on a weekday after Jan had left. It was two days after coming back from you LL, a Wednesday. I called Gemma's number that Jan had provided me with and suggested a meal out in Norwich. We fixed a time and I met her in the City.
We ate at a seafood restaurant, which I believe no longer exists, or so I'm told. An excellent meal and Gemma really enjoyed the meal and the evening. Our conversation came easily (I can talk for England and America!) It ranged over my travels, the loss of my wife and the fact that Jan had moved away. Would I miss her enquired Gemma. I told the truth and said yes, but that life moves on. Gemma told me she had had several partners, but none had lasted bar one and he too had gone. At thirty five, she was an attractive slim woman in her prime and I enjoyed her company.
By this stage in the 'game' LL, I knew why I had been asked to call Gemma and take her out. She wanted to get laid. At her age and no partner she undoubtedly needed a man and as I was always ready for the right woman....
I slept with Gemma that night. After the meal she invited me back to her place - vaguely seen above. The photo taken on my little silver Canon was taken the following morning when she was up for more sex.. The position above was her lowering herself toward my face. She loved me 'eating' her pussy and making her come, swiftly followed by my entering her. That morning is exactly what we did or I did.
She lowered herself toward my face and then, in classic soixante neuf style, she placed her mouth over my semi-erection. We were both away then. Gemma sucking and me licking and flicking. The only sound at that point was a liquid one. I had my hands on her butt, smooth as silk and nice and firm to a point, although there were wobbly bits. Gemma gave up on the sucking after a mile as I had her clit fully erect and she was moaning. Flicking away faster and faster caused her to come. It nevr took that long with Gemma but one orgasm was also never enough.
Consequently, she rolled off me that morning and lay on her back Her head toward the bottom of the bed. I scrabbled around and got between her legs. Gemma had a nice pussy and when it had been prepared by way of our usual 'appetiser', it was very accommodating. That morning I slipped in easily, her legs in the air either side of me and I plunged in and out of her very wet pussy. Sloshing around would have been a good description. It was lovely and so was Gemma.
Not the biggest breasts I had had the pleasure of but they were firm and very quickly went hard during our sex. That turned me on even more. Hard nipples too. I know I filled her. She always remarked on how thick my cock was and how much she enjoyed inside her. Needless, to say I made Gemma come again ...and before eight in the morning. I wasn't finished and despite her moans and screams when she came, neither was Gemma.
She could feel that I was still erect and hadn't come and she urged me to carry on despite going through the last part of her orgasm. I did. I continued fucking her. I kept it as slow as I could for a while and deployed a method in my mind of delaying my inevitable ejaculation. It always works and delays things. It didn't delay things for Gemma though as I thrust away she spread her legs high and wide in a 'Y' seemingly to recive more of me.
That wasn't quite the case as among her moans and occasional whimpers, she told me she was coming again. I changed gear a notch and went a little faster banging down on her clit - the angle was just right due to where her legs were. That did the trick and she surged and came. I say surged as she sort bucked toward me LL and out flowed more cum. I dumped my mind trick and enjoyed the sight of her lovely body as I went faster and faster despite her still cramping.
I lasted longer than I thought I would which caused Gemma to have another mini orgasm and then when I came something else happened. I felt the lovely feeling of my semen rushing toward my tip and the ecstatic movement when I ejaculate. I shuddered at that point had my cock fully inside Gemma and then whoosh, Gemma gushed and had as she told me after ward her very first female ejaculation. 'That has never happened to me before P. How did you do that! God it was great'
Gemma and I became reasonably frequent sexual partners. No full on relationship, just friends with benefits. We were both busy (me in more ways than one) and claimed no propriety rights to each other > It worked wonderfully for nearly four years. That included when Gemma had found someone. She told me she was a glutton for sex and ours, hers and mine, had been the best.
I met Charlotte in Kensington in 2016. That first meeting was because I had business with her husband. Once again he was an older man who carried some weight, whereas Charlotte at thirty seven was younger and most certainly slimmer.
I remember that meeting very well as the outcome a few weeks later was very advantageous to my business interest. During our conversations and negotiations that day, which carried over several hours and more than a few phone calls, Charlotte flitted in and out of the rather grand room we were in. I was seated with my back to the window, her husband opposite with the door behind him. Each time Charlotte entered which was two or three occasions I would see her face on and then from the rear as she walked out.
There was no doubt that she had a fine figure encased in her smart top and skirt. If it's possible to flirt as you enter and leave a room then Charlotte flirted. When she entered she swung her hips, sashayed would be another description. When she left she swung her hips and on the last occasion she flicked her skirt up quickly to reveal quite an expanse of bare thigh. She certainly had my attention LL and my interest.
I lunched with her husband, most of the afternoon Charlotte made her excuses and didn't join us. We left our paperwork and headed out. I purposely left my business card on the table in that room, just to see what occurred. When we returned it was still there and we scooped up our papers etc and I left. Charlotte was out. I hailed a cab and went back to my place.
A day later as I sort of thought, I received a call from Charlotte. I didn't recognise the number of course, but I usually answer as I have so many contacts LL and some of them change sim cards/phones for obvious reasons....to avoid discovery, mainly. She wondered if we might lunch. I agreed. I didn't ask how she had my number, I knew she had copied it from my business card that I had left prominently on that table.
We decided out of town would be best, so we agreed a pick up point and I drove there where she was waiting by the kerb. She got in and we left for a location where she, nor I had any friends in residence. It's about forty miles to the south of London. We had an excellent lunch and talked and talked. Charlotte knew I was single and I instinctively knew she wasn't getting what she needed from her husband. Without saying so in so many words it was more than apparent with words like frustration and satisfaction dropped here and there. Not in openly blatant sentences, but subtly in what anyone would think was part of a normal chat.
The message was clear though LL and became clearer after we left the restaurant. I couldn't go to her home and she couldn't be see entering my house in Knightsbridge which was known to her husband. We had to come up with a plan. It was easily resolved by making use of my home near Cambridge. Two hours by car under an hour from King's Cross. We arranged to head for Cambridge by train, so that Charlotte could get back in good time.
A cab from Cambridge station and we were inside my home just over fifteen minutes after stepping off the train I had cameras there and after showing Charlotte around she asked if I would take her photo. I said I would. There was however, before photography just one thing uppermost in her mind ...and mine, and that was sex.
We went to my bedroom. She had no qualms in stripping of straight away and so I joined her. We were soon both naked and dare I say it, ready for action. Charlotte sort of took my breath away with her body and I am sure you can see why from the photo I took of her about a month later at my London studio. I know I am pretty fit for my years, but it has never ceased to amaze me that women of a much younger age see something in me that makes them want to jump in bed. No point in questioning it though LL - just take it when its offered has been my approach.
Approach is what Charlotte did, she could see that I was already 'rising to the occasion and was all over me within minutes. I wouldn't call her wanton, that's too strong a word for her. She was hungry, almost desperate to be fucked and she said so, although not using those words. For me faced with her superb body and tits to die for, I too was all over her. Both of us hands everywhere exploring, caressing, mouths, tongues the whole gamut of sensuality.
When finally I lifted her onto the edge of the bed, her legs wrapped around me and my cock laying along her pussy, she just lay back and opened her legs wide. I know, because she told me, that she expected me to plunge straight into her. That was what she wanted she had said, but when I sank to my knees and put my head between her legs she knew what was coming. My tongue parted her labia and found itself in her soft wet inner part, stroking to a fro to gentle murmurings from Charlotte.
That is until I reached her clitoris and started on that. My tongue stroked it. It was prominent before I started and became quite enlarged as I continued. Stroke, flick, stroke flick I went. Charlotte was now holding my head there, I guess not wanting me to move away. I manged to reach one of her very proud boobs and squeeze it. I felt her legs come in either side of me head and then ease away again and then in again and away. I knew that was the beginning of her coming - a signal if you like. I up the tempo of my efforts around her clit and then it happened.
'Oh oh oh', then again 'Oh oh oh' and finally one very loud 'Ohhhh' and she came. Her body shuddered, her legs twitched and as I stood I watched her pussy quivering uncontrollably as it exuded her cum. Now almost before she had finished. I flicked her legs apart and standing I slipped my cock into her. Nice an slow and going all the way in, then out and then teasing her entrance. Dipping in then out again. She loved that LL.
Meantime I looked down at her chest where those wonderful breasts of hers stood proud. No sideways spread, just twin peaks of pleasure for me. I took one in each hand and caressed and squeezed gently, while still teasing her pussy. That teasing made me harder and Charlotte leaned forward as much as she could and pulled me toaward her so that my cock entered her fully. We kissed while I was in there not moving, then the same for her breasts, kisses and some very nice sucking on each in turn.
That was when Charlotte's hunger got the better of her and she started thrusting upward with her hips. I matched that movement down ward at a fair medium pace. 'Yes,' she said. 'Keep doing that please'. I did. We were fucking away nicely. I deployed my mind trick as I didn't want to come too soon. Her pussy was well dilated now and I rotated inside her which she loved, but urged me on nevertheless.
All the signs were she was heading for another climax and sure enough she threw her head back making her tits stand out even more, closed her eyes, moaned and shouted, and then she came. Another outward flow of cum. Panting she told me That was pretty fantastic P. So good, so very good'. I withdrew slowly. 'Oh my God, you're still erect. Did you come?' I told her no and could she manage another bout. She smiled at me LL, as she regained her breath fully and said 'What do you think'.
And .... so i was it was my turn to be on my back with Charlotte riding me and me watching her boobs bounce up and down as she did. Totally down on my cock, she certainly knew how to use her hips on me. I reached up for her boobs and squeezed them and held them. The way she was riding me there was no up and down movement just to and fro and a little sideways. I half expected her to start pounding me up and down but suddenly she shouted out, 'Oh, oh oh...oh my God I'm coming again. Oh oh ' and then one big Ohhhh' and I felt her climaxing. cramping against my cock which was 'trapped' inside her. Liquid, warm liquid oozed over me and she rolled off, leaving me on my back with an erection still not sated.
I didn't ask her. I just grabbed her legs as I stood by the bed. Rolled her over as she scrambled on to all fours and pushed her head down. Entering her from behind I didn't waste any time and went for it fucking her fast and faster, slapping into her bottom again and again. She moaned, she whimpered. I took hold of her hair and pulled her head back. She kept saying 'Oh no, Oh no'(she meant yes.) She was panting and her pussy was well and truly swollen as I continued 'Oh Yes, oh no, oh my God she said several times and then I guess she could feel I was coming. I certainly could. One last blast from me and we both erupted in coital explosions. Me making my deposit and she exuding even more cum.
Four times, at least she came that day LL on that one session. There had been a lot waiting to manifest itself. As we lay on our backs side by side holding hands, Charlotte said she had never come so many timses...at one time. Our lovemaking she said, had been absolutely out of this world The last time we fucked, she told me that she thought her head would explode...apart from anything else!
Later and about an hour or more before the leaving for the train we made love again from behind, just standing in the kitchen partially dressed. Charlotte whilst in a skirt had no panties on of course. She called it our parting shot and I did manage to shoot again.
We haven't moved on or parted company despite my bedding Beth - Beth hasn't told Charlotte anyway, so it would merely be a guess on her part - and we still see each other for lots of lovely sex. Her husband has an office and apartment in New York City, so guess what....
Well obviously I have borrowed the lyrics LL from 'Molly Malone'. However I did indeed meet a pretty lady called Shauna. The photo was taken in my hotel room in 2009 and so was Shauna, several times.
Interesting trip that ne LL. Four days, three nights two clients (ladies) and Shuana. I got laid with all three, unbeknown to each of course. The nights, two f them were spent with Shauna who was staying at the hotel as well as me, of course. We found if that's the word, each other at the bar on my first evening. A few drinks, lots of chat and we slept together. Ships that pass in the night and all that.
She wanted to get laid, I wasn't going to refuse and so we spent three nights banging away at each other. Maybe she was a little wanton , but she was in her thirties and was 'hungry'. I have no idea of her love life outside of our few nights together and she had no idea of mine. We just shared each others bodies while we were both away. Shauna was from Cork.
I have to hand it to her that very first night she didn't hang about. As soon as we were in the room hers - off came her skirt, top and bar. When I had caught up with her in the striptease stakes off came her panties...and my pants too. We stood real close. I played with her boobs, she played with my cock. I fingered her pussy and she pumped my to and fro, all while we were still standing and kissing and fondling. It was all very nice.
I had her on a roll with my fingering her pussy and clit and she had started to moan. Soon she was on the bed with her legs apart, pink pussy very much on show and wet. I slowly went in, negotiated her entrance and we started fucking. I guess I must have heightened her arousal quite a bit because I had barely go started with my thrusting in and out when she came. That was number one.
I didn't withdraw and continued fucking her right through her orgasm which had her crying out again. She tried to mute it by placing her hand over her mouth. I kept going at what I considered a medium pace, not enough to trigger her or me. Despite that and probably because I fucked her right through climax number one, she then produced orgasm number two...and I still hadn't come. I had squeezed her tits just before number two so that may have helped trigger it.
Then after a short recovery she said I could take her from behind. She stood and I stood. She faced the bed and I stood behind her. I put both my hands on her breasts and fondled them while slipping my cock between her legs and along her wet open gulley. Shauna started moving to and fro and then bent over supporting herself on the bed. I was faced with her swollen pussy just waiting for me to enter it again, which I did. We were away again. Seemed to me Shauna enjoyed sex this way as she kept saying 'Yes, oh yes...keep doing that, its lovely. It was certainly nice and wet and slick and the upward curve of my cock inside her was doing things for her that she kept saying was 'Fantastic' .
'Go faster and harder, be a bit rough' she told me so I was. I used quite aggressive thrusts and then grabbed her neck and pulled her head up. She was coming again I could tell. I kept slamming into her again and again then just when I judged she was there from the sounds she was uttering I spanked her bottom LL. That made her clench several times and she came. I paused, but then resumed and followed her coming with my own, accompanied by a grunt or two of pure satisfaction.
Two encores on the following two nights with a little ride or two in the morning by Shauna and we had quite a time over those three nights. I told her if ever she was in London...but we never met up again. Ships that passed in the night as I said., albeit very satisfied ones. The photo is a rarity. in that Shauna didn't know I had taken it ...on my phone. I was supposedly looking for a photo to show her
I also had the pleasure of two forty something women in Dublin as well. Not that I ever expect to get laid by clients, but it happened and happens all too often, much to my delight and dare I say it, theirs.
This shot is of a lovely lady called Claire who I met not a million miles from my old home in Norfolk back in early 2005. Slim, very slim in fact but with a lovely body.
A dating website was the catalyst to our lovemaking. I discovered on those sites that there were two kinds of women. Those genuinely looking for a longer term relationship and those basically wanting to get laid LL. I found plenty of both from early to mid thirties into their very early fifties.
Tara above was one of the latter. She didn't say no to a meal or two out but she just wanted to get laid. Living at Saham Toney at the time, it was easy for us to get together whenever we felt the need or fancied a night out. Both o us were single. tar felt the need more than I did as I was 'drinking from several troughs' including your LL, but I fitted her in, nights afternoons and mornings. Sometimes all three she was that hungry.
Her hunger came to the fore quite a lot more after our first time. She said she loved the way I shagged her - her words, not mine. Tra also liked me to take her almost anywhere including that old couch of hers, above. I had her standing with her leg wrapped around mine - she was standing on the other one! Over the arm of her couch with her arse in the air when I entered her from behind. On her table at the bottom of her stairs, again from behind.
In my garden, in the meadow and holding onto the rail of the Aga, once again from behind. Add to that in bed on top, underneath etc etc and you can see she was quite a 'girl'. Apart from her period, she was always up for it...or down depending on hw she fancied me fucking her. She could come too, multiple times on occasions. Damn near wore it out LL! Just joking - it didn't drop off and is still in full working order.
Her breasts were nice and although nowhere near as large as yours, as she was so slim they stood out very nicely and were very responsive during our sex. I loved them when they became hard and her nipples stood out. The photo above was taken just before Tara was, in pretty much that position
Jamie is an old friend and lover. I took this shot in 2016 in New Hampshire. When she was a fair bit younger we had met in Concord back in 2008 and for about eighteen months we became lovers, mainly just for the sex. then I met Ash and loved to my house with the ranch and Jaimie and I no longer saw each other, although we did email, occasionally.
When Ash died her obituary went in the NH papers and a few others elsewhere. Jamie called me after she saw it. She was married by then 2016 and it seemed not very happy. She didn't realise I had moved either. We arranged a meet when her husband was away in New York on business. To make it safe and easy, I gave her directions to my new home, my present one LL.
Jamie is one of the non-wanton ladies in this blog, although she had a need when we met again in 2016, eight years after I last saw her. The photo is from 2016. I guess I shouldn't be putting it on here but you would never know her LL if she walked up to you. Not that that's likely given that she is in Concord, New Hampshire.
I said she wasn't happy and she wasn't. married the wrong guy, luckily he wasn't the controlling type but failed on most other matters. Neglect of Jamie was the biggest and she thought he had a mistress in New York City. Two years later in 2018 that turned out to be right.
That first time we got back together was like we had never really parted. We just picked up where we left off, although Jamie was surprised at the size of my spread. She rides...and not just horses, so we had a few rides out over my acres, or rather square miles, albeit most is forested.
She asked me to take her to bed and we made love, three times - she came four times. I'll let you figure that one out LL. Jamie has niced sized breast as you can probably see in part in the photo and of course also on display her lovely pussy with which I am well acquainted. Since 2016 I have been keeping it and Jamie well satisfied. and indeed myself. Jamie is a lovely lay.
Affectionate, complimentary and very active, sexually. That is especially so since she re-appeared on my scene. She tells me I am the only man she has had that can make her come several times in one session and the only one who has made her gush on a number of occasions. Jamie tells me that I have brought her utmost sexual pleasure. Now in her forties, she too has matured sexually and knows how to please me as much as I do her.
Photo taken one morning before a little pre-breakfast activity. She was tempting me - not that I needed it.
This shot of Giulia was taken in Sorrento although she lived and worked in Positano. It was taken in 2007 just like the rather young Giulia was. Quite the temptress and sexy with it. She would wander around my place stark naked during the day - she worked evenings. That evening work was how I found her, or rather she found me.
Bit of a story attached, but here goes. I'm sure you recall 'our little restaurant' that we frequented in the Fall of 2003 - the one with the lantern. I went back to Sorrento in 2006, not because of you and I, but because my late wife and I had fallen in love with that coastline many years before you appeared on the scene LL. In doing so, I started using the restaurant for lunch and became a regular. One of the men, Tommaso, even helped correct my Italian, which I was then in the midst of learning.
At weekends extra staff were in evidence and one of those 'extras' was Giulia. Between customers she would stand nearby and chat in a mix of English and Italian, mainly to help me improve. We got to know quite a bit about each other LL. How much we were to get to know was to become evident in time.
Giulia knew I was looking at property in Sorrento - she lived in Positano. By 2007 I had Italian citizenship and an Italian passport, via my investment in the Italian economy, although that 'investment' wasn't in Sorrento, unless you include my home there. She offered her services as a partial interpreter when I told her I was looking to acquire a home.
So it was that she came with me and helped enormously with my search, to the extent that I did in fact buy somewhere. that was my first place there. I sold that in 2012 when Ash and I bought another rather grander home which is my place now. You should have stayed, but of course you realise that now.
Giulia went on to help me choosing furniture etc, when she could, although I have and had my own ideas on design. Mostly, but not entirely, we shopped in Napoli. She even chose the master bed with me. That was both amusing and rather suggestive. I recall she tried it out while I watched her in the store, shoes off of course. Whether it was intentional or not, her skirt rode up momentarily during her trial of the bed revealing her crotch and panties. I will never know LL.
I ordered that bed and two others for other bedrooms. Giulia asked me to let her know when they were delivered. A few things you should know about her, at least back in 2006-2007. She was in her early thirties, single, exuberant and very affectionate. The skin tone and color shown in the photo above was and is her natural color. As you can see LL Giulia was also slim and yes she had nice legs and fairly long ones. Her breasts were on the smaller side but were nice and firm...and perky.
Over the months leading up to my home purchase we would eat out around the Bay (of Naples) from Napoli itself all the way round to Amalfi. Giulia lived in Positano but spent most of her time in Sorrento or Napoli itself. Once my bed (s) and furniture arrived and was arranged along with linen, towels and all the other accoutrements that constitute a home arrived, I let Giulia know.
She arrived in her little Fiat, stepped out of the car looking gorgeous, cotton top and light skirt, no panty hose (tights) that I could see. Anyway it was too hot for those LL. I sort of kept the final bit as a surprise for Giulia. That is I set everything out made of the beds, got some food and drink in so she could see the finished article. We both looked around. A couple of things she said would look better 'there than here' etc.
I poured wine plated up a light salad and we sat outside in the shade away from the morning sun. She asked if I was happy with what I had achieved with my 'new' home. I said I was but that it was as much her as me. For the first time she leaned over and gave me a light kiss on the lips.
We went up to the bedrooms, bathrooms etc. ostensibly to take the rest of the tour. As we moved from bedroom to bedroom, heading toward the master bedroom, Giulia took off her blouse, leaving her walking around in her bra and skirt. When we reached the master bedroom, she said to me, 'Mmm, dobbiamo battezzarlo, non credi?' Roughly translated it means we must christen this don't you think? LL. She meant the bed.
I was never going to push things with Giulia as she was and is a good friend, but it would be fair to say I would have gladly made love to her long before it actually happened. On this particular morning in 2007, it was about to. She undid her skirt so all she wore were her pretty brief panties. They were both pretty and very brief and highlighted the contours of her pussy. I had my shirt off along with my shorts and under my underwear was well hard LL.
Off came her panties with my help and off came my underwear with her help. Giulia lay on the bed and drew me to her, between her open legs. I was standing, but leaning right over her. We kissed, properly this time. Then I kissed her sweet breasts LL, right on her nipples, which were already. In arousal mode. All of this, kissing being between her long slender legs, had me fully erect. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by Giulia either. Her hand reached down and was steering it toward her opening.
Not the first time my fella has become a woman’s dildo LL. Giulia started stroking her pussyfoot with my tip, quite fast until she was nicely wet. Then she moved me to her clit. Rapid action there accompanied by her gasps and eventually when she came, squeals, no moans, just squeals of delight and pleasure. All of that had prepared her for me, although she was still a bit tight. Gently I eased my not inconsiderable width into her. Nice and slowly gradually getting most of me in, but not all.
Now she moaned as I slipped to and fro inside her. Nice and easy, taking our time, enjoying the sensations. I looked down at her slim body and her nice tits which were hardly moving as I thrust to and fro. Two ‘cherries’ topped her breasts, looking very enticing. I leaned over again and sucked each in turn. I could feel their hard and erect shape in my mouth. Giulia was quite sensitive there and kept saying ‘mmm, è così bello‘. I wasn’t sure if she was referring to the way I was pleasuring her boobs or our lovemaking. Either way it seems I was doing all the right things.
That first bout LL, lasted and lasted until Giulia wanted things a little faster, firmer and forceful. I have met (or rather fucked) some flexible women in my time, sadly not you, Giulia was among the most 'elastic'. When things were hotting up she pulled her legs right back. I mean right back. Her feet were either side of her head. Deep penetration was what she wanted. Lots of moans, more squealing and then a stream of Italian when everything happened for her, and it certainly did.
I was almost riding on her bottom and upper thighs at that point, fully immersed in her pussy, which by now was very dilated and quite easily accommodated all of my length...and width. Her face alternated through what looked like terror and what was pleasure as she pumped her cum up and out. It streamed LL, like a cup that is too full and starts over flowing.
Slowly she lowered her legs, at which point LL, I withdrew. We did it all over again, with Giulia on top and that time we both came. She wasn't my first in Italy, but she was rather special. She now lives in Rome and is married. The photo was taken on another occasion on the couch I used to have there. I'll leave you to guess why she's holding her boobs like she is.
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I didn't have to go too far to enjoy her favors either. At the time - 2005 and into 2006 - she lived in Wymondham, although this photo was taken at Hingham in Norfolk.
Here's a fact for you LL. Carole lived in Wymondham and another of my lovely six hundred conquests Kate, lived in Hingham. The latter was probably only number twenty five at that stage and Carole had yet to be added and to 'perform'.
The reason she was in Hingham for our first time was because she was house sitting for her parents, who were on vacation in the West Indies - I forget where, but it's not relevant. Alex and I had been chatting online for sometime before I got the shot above LL. In fact we started a little before I took you to Cyprus in September 2005. First thing we did was meet up in Wymondham for coffee. That was followed fairly rapidly by an evening meal, also in Wymondham.
Alex was fun to be with LL and she was single with no ties. Mid thirties, attractive and she liked me as company, I was more than happy with her company. With you playing games with me, accepting my generosity while going behind my back for well over eighteen months at that point, I had no qualms enjoying the attentions of Alex. At that point, just before I took you to Cyprus, Alex and I hadn’t slept together. I thought she wanted to, but I held off strangely because of you despite all the other women I had in my life…and had. Cyprus was The Last Chance Saloon’ for you and you failed LL.
Consequently, when I returned home from that trip and Alex called me saying she was house sitting her parent's home and would I like to come over, I agreed. I'll skip the hellos and coffee and cut to the chase LL. First of all Alex knew I was into photography and said would I like to take her. She paused at that point my notes tell me LL…then she added the words my photo. Her message had been received loud and clear by me.
It all started off innocently enough as she posed in her fairly short skirt and loose untucked top. I had suspected no bra and I was right. As she posed and thrust her chest forward, two points of interest were very evident. Things quickly progressed as we parried sexual innuendo. That resulted in my shirt coming off and her top. I already knew she had a fairly pale facial complexion. That continued to her upper body and two very nice breasts standing very proud in front of me. Off came the rest of my clothes and Alex let her skirt drop to the floor.
We were still in her parent’s lounge and both naked. In quite a wanton way she posed for the shot above. Shortly after she had me inside her from behind on that leather couch. She called it a 'warming' up LL. I was. You could say we were getting 'the fit right', although there was a temptation on both our parts to go all the way. The net effect of my penetration was to dilate her pussy and give rise to lots of lubrication, helped along by my fondling her breasts. They were really firm, single and no kids ensured that I guess. I know they hardly moved in my hands.
After so rather pleasurable thrusting and before either of us got anywhere near a climax she suggested the bedroom. I followed her upstairs which was a joy in itself especially as she swung her hips in a very suggestive way and ... the view elsewhere was very enticing LL. Our clothes remained on the lounge floor downstairs.
On reaching the bedroom Alex was all over me. To be honest I was all over her too. Nubile, lovely firm body that was just a bit wobbly in all the right places and under forty. Couldn't believe she wanted me so much, but she did...well maybe my cock more than anything. She was caressing my body, cupping my balls in her hand and working my erection. I didn't know where to go first. I was like a child in a candy store - every part of her was good. I caressed her back, thighs, squeezed her buttocks and also her tits. Everything was how I imagined. Firm boobs, tight ass and by now partially due to our earlier 'connection, a wet and open pussy.
I got down to an extent but not dirty. Alex sat on the edge of the bed displaying her pussy and leaning back on her hands. She told me afterward that she thought I would go straight for it and fuck her, but she was glad I didn't I stood before her and played with her boobs for a moment or two while she played pump me up with my cock.
Then I got down, which she wasn't expecting and I buried my head between her thighs right up by her pussy LL. I pushed her legs up - she held them there and I started running my tongue to and fro along that nice wet slit of hers. I say slit, but she was already open to an extent, her 'lip's/labia open like the petals of flower. My lips were all over her lips and she was loving it. at some point she shuffled slightly toward me and I knew why. Alex wanted me to work her clit.
It was already semi aroused LL, when my tongue located it. It had you might say just surfaced, but the tip of my tongue found it and I locked on and started stroking what I thought was a fairly tiny clit. I was wrong. The more I stroked and explored with my tong the more prominent it became. Naturally, Alex wasn't exactly quiet while I was concentrating my efforts down there. She had started with mmm's, which rapidly became moans. Her hand was on my head, her thighs either side of it.
As I speeded up and flicked more that stroked due to her being fully erect, he moans became words. 'Oh yes, yes. Please don't stop, keep...oh my God, yes, yes, yes' Was just one utterance LL. She was nearly there and then I knew, when her silken thighs were gripped against my head and her scream, that she had come. If that wasn't enough along with various cramping (tummy, legs, pussy), she was oozing cum.
A well of warm liquid beckoned. I was ramrod hard. I mounted her slipping inside her dilated pussy and even though she had barely recovered from her climax, I started thrusting. Slipping backward and forward, up and down, in and out was surprisingly easy (I had expected some tightness) and lovely and wet and warm I was still standing. Alex had moved to the very edge of the bed and had her legs high and back, holding her thighs just behind her knee joints. It was an idea angle and an ideal position.
That was for two reasons from my viewpoint and indeed hers. Firstly, it left both my hands free to fondle and squeeze her boobs and secondly, because of the angle, I could ride right on top of her pussy. Cause and effect resulted LL. I was the cause riding her clit more than anything and thrusting away in that liquid pool. The effect was her moans,whimpers, flushed face, mouth in an 'O', legs in a 'Y', eyes rolling upward and then the finish when she came that second time. Her cum came straight up and almost sounded like a fart when it exploded on the scene.
I let her legs down, stayed inside her while shuddered, contracted and generally was flushed with the effects of her orgasm. I hadn't come and of course I wanted to. I slowly withdrew, by which time Alex had more or less recovered. She looked at my cock which was still erect and asked if I had come. I told her no. She promptly adopted the position you see in the photo above, but on the bed of course. I entered her immediately and we were away again.
I was thrusting. Alex seemed to be enjoying it even more than just before and so I devoted this bout of fucking to me. Enjoying her pussy, getting even harder by the minute, feeling really very stimulated by the effect off her vagina on my cock, and getting the beginnings of that feeling when you know you can come or slow down and hold back.
I chose the later and decided to pleasure Alex for a little longer. That had an effect on her. She strted with her 'oh's' which I knew were a precursor to her building toward a climax. I rotated around inside her several times. Not sure what I did, but I must have hit a certain spot because she strted coming. I then went hell for leather, slapping into and against her again and again until we were both there at the same time. Alex came and I ejaculated simultaneously. It was fantastic LL....for both of us. I told Alex so and she told me. Streets ahead of fucking you!
Alex told me later that when I was taking her from behind it really turned her on. The angle of my cock and the fact I was so thick...not mentally, but in that part of my anatomy that she had enjoyed so muc.
Of course we didn't leave it there....more times followed ...between the other ladies in my life. It was a relief when we parted, despite the act I put on for you.
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The two shots above taken at my first home near Concord, NH in 2008 of a lady called Rowena or as she preferred, Roe. I asked her where the name came from and she told me it was her great grandmother’s name. That lady had emigrated from Scotland way back. When I met Rowena in 2007 in a store in Concord it came about as have several of my encounters, purely by chance.
Roe was in line just before. She paid up after packing her stuff in the usual brown paper bags and headed out. Miy transaction was quite quick. Two items and I was done. I headed outside only to find Roe in the parking lot with a burst bag and stuff all over the place. There were a few folk around but nobody went to her rescue as tins rolled under cars etc. I did. I walked over crouched down and just helped her gather the stuff. Told her to stay put and headed back into the store where they gave me a couple more bags.
I helped her repack and place the groceries in her trunk. She turned to me to thank me. There were tears in here eyes. I uttered a classic line and hardly a pick up one. I said’ Hey, don’t cry at least you had no milk to cry over’. Funnily enough that made her laugh. Next thing, to my surprise was that she gave me a hug. I just kept my hands on her upper arms, being a gent, although she had wrapped hers right around me.
‘Come on’, I said fairly firmly. ‘Let’s get a coffee and you can tell me what’s bothering you, if you wish’. To my surprise she agreed. We walked back to a coffee place where she chose a seat away from the other people in there. We sat down. She thanked me again for my help. The waitress came along and we ordered. While we were waiting we made some small talk. I told her a little about me - she had figured out that I hailed from the UK and we talked briefly of Europe. Then our order arrived - two coffees and a Danish to share.
Roe sipped her coffee while I halved the Danish. I was giving her time LL as I knew she wanted to talk. She apologised for crying earlier and I said that if she wanted to talk I would listen. Roe talked and talked. It all came spilling out of her.
Roe worked as a legal executive with a local law firm and she had been going out with one of the younger lawyers. About two weeks before I met her he had been caught out by Roe with one of the young office staff. Roe had left work along with most of the others there that particular evening. However, Roe told me that she returned because she had forgotten a gift that she was to give to a friend that weekend. Without going into intimate detail, when she entered the office and headed to her desk to pick up the presnt, she heard moans coming from the boardroom. She opened the door and there was her partner trousers down to his knees fucking the woman from behind LL.
Naturally, Roe was devastated. They had been together for nearly three years and he had betrayed her. Sounds all too familiar to me of course where you were the perpetrator LL. Roe filled up again and I reached across the table and took her hand in mine. She held me tight then withdrew found a tissue and wiped her eyes. We accepted refills on the coffee and continued talking. Having unloaded herself to me Roe relaxed and said she felt better for getting it off her chest to me.
She asked about me and I told her to an extent. It was a surprise to her that I lived nearby, as she assumed I was just visiting from the UK. Dangerous things assumptions, aren't they LL. You assumed I didn't know about you and the other men ...and got that entirely wrong.
I gained the impression she was reluctant to leave. Roe sat there picking at the crumbs that remained from the Danish, extending our conversation. Eventually, we did leave and I walked with her to her car. She hung there. I had expected her to say goodbye, get in and drive off. Instead she gave me a business card, asked if I had a pen, which I did and wrote her number on the back. I gave her mine which she wrote on another card - this time one of my photography business ones.
Photography proved to be the excuse (if one was needed) for Roe to see me again. We arranged to meet up have lunch and I would take some shots of her. I picked her up in Concord that Saturday and we drove up to Laconia stopped for lunch and then onto Paugus Bay and the State Park LL. Roe was good company, we seemed to click. She was forty two at the time so something of a gap but it didn't seem to worry her. Having enjoyed a good lunch we walked by the Bay and I took a number of shots. Then we did a woodland trail and I took more of her. Roe was increasingly very relaxed in my company. I had made no moves on her and I was genuinely interested in her and her life. I guess my sincerity carried over to her.
As we drove back, I suggested dinner and she agreed. The weekend was looking good for me and I hoped her. I told her I was a fair cook and would she like to eat at my place or out. No pressure either way I told her. Whatever was in her mind, whether it was curiosity at where I lived or something more physical, I didn't know at that time but she agreed. I hadn't had a plan but as luck would have it I had prepared but not finished a Coq au Vin and seafood as a starter. I always have seafood available and I did then.
We ate well that evening enjoyed a lovely white wine and then sat on my pporch talking until fairly l;ate. I offered to drive Roe to her home - I hadn't visited at that point, for one good reason. That was because of her recent ex. I knew where it was of course, but she wanted to play things safe as far as he was concerned and keep a low profile. Sadly, she was also looking for another position as she said she couldn't work where he was. Understandable.
While she was out on the porch, I had phoned my lawyer at that time at his home told him about Roe's set up and to see if he could do anything for her or knew of any positions. Roe said that if it was OK she would like to stay over. I gave her the second bedroom, next to mine. We said goodnight, she kissed me on the lips and thanked me for a lovely day. I then went around, locked up and gave Ben (my dog) some water for the night, said goodnight to him and set off upstairs.
The light in the second bedroom was off, no sound so I guessed Roe was already asleep. I opened my door, walked over to my bedside and switched the light on. That was when I found Roe LL. In the lesser light of the other side of my bed there she was all snug with her head on the pillow. The bedding was down far enough for me to see an inviting cleavage and the swell of the top of her breasts. It didn't take long for me to strip off and join her.
Beneath the sheet, she was completely naked and ...warm ... soon to become hot. I was already on the rise as soon as I got into bed. Roe finished the job with her hand and I was soon completely erect. Roe had straddled me and while she was working on me, I was working on her....on her breasts, which I was seeing in their entirety for the first time. They were perfect for me, perfect size, perfect upturn and a perfect fit to my hands. I also worked her pussy with my fingers LL until she was nice and wet. The way her legs were splayed either side of me meant her pussy was open. My fingers reached her clit and I rubbed and I rubbed and I rubbed, faster an faster.
Roe leaned over me and asked me to suck her....tits. I did. They were firm almost hard and my mouth teased her nipples to full erection. She came, almost soundlessly, just a few moans and she was there. Roe clenched her legs against me when it happened and then inserted me into her opening and slowly lowered herself on me with hardly a pause. Slick with cum I slipped in easily LL, then Roe was up and down like a jack hammer pounding away for all she was worth. It was like she hadn't had a man in some time, although I wasn't sure of that. It was more likely her getting her ex out of her system by fucking me.
I did very little apart from squeeze her boobs and ass, which was rather nice. She was moaning this time and panting. She also found her voice on the cusp of her orgasm, shouting out a series of 'oh yes's'. Then she was done...and I wasn't. I rolled her gently off me, splayed her legs, got between them and went into her again. This time I did the 'work' thrusting slowly at first exploring her inside accompanied by a symphony of mmm's. I went a little faster and she went up an octave or two and the mm's were now interspersed with moans of pleasure. Then into fourth gear and I was pounding her now, coming down on her pussy and clit quite hard.
We were into the last movement of our sexual concert. Roe was moaning and uttering oh's. I was getting close to coming. I did wonder if she would make it a third time but I needn't have worried. I had obviously done the business with her clit because she completed her finale and came before I did. I was close behind and make a timely a good deposit that mixed with her cum, all to our mutual satisfaction.
Why have I used the music metaphor? That is because afterward, while Roe was laying in my arms she told me that our lovemaking was ' So very good and you should take a bow Mr R. maybe we can have encore tomorrow'.
None of this relates to the photos of course. they were taken that weekend on the Sunday. It turned out to be a day of unrest for us, sexually. Roe was hungry for more and quite wanton about it too. I soon found out that morning that she liked being fucked from behind LL - photo two. The first photo was taken (as was Roe) down by the small river that ran at the bottom of my acreage. Quite private of course. I like to live in the country and both my first house and now my second and the ranch are out of Concord in the country.
I didn't take Roe on that old bridge over the river. That took place on the grassy banks nearby. We continued a relationship for some time - part just friendship and part sexual of course. Another lady who appreciated my skills. Incidentally, she never knew it but my call to the lawyer got her a job so she was able to leave her ex behind and start anew. She now lives in New Jersey.
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Sophie lived near Skipton and was from June 2004 to become a regular 'port of call' on my trips from and to you. It was one of those things where we got together when we could. Sophie wasn't an internet connection but a friend of a lady called Ellie who had met up with a little earlier that year in Bradford. At one point I had a string of women stretching from Keswick to Kendal, then Skipton, Bradford and Leeds...plus you of course LL.
Any how, I met Sophie when I was in Bradford visiting Ellie. I guess they had talked as I know women do and it seems Sophie wanted to savour some of what Ellie was getting...unbeknown to Ellie of course. It was when I met Ellie and Sophie joined us one lunchtime, that Sophie slipped me a note with her phone number and address, while Ellie was in the bathroom. I took up the 'challenge' and called Sophie from my Norfolk home. We arranged to meet in Skipton one Monday afternoon, after I had left you LL. A65 instead of A66.
Sophie was interested in sex plain and simple. Except she didn't want her sex to be plain and simple. After we met for lunch we went back to her place. I guess lunch was a bit of a nod at not wanting to appear easy, because as soon as we arrived at her place she wanted me to take her to bed. I was surprised at her home, given her age. It was house, quite well appointed and nicely furnished. When I enquired she told me her dad was a successful property developer - hence her nice home. They hailed from Yorkshire but both her parents live in London where his business was.
When we reached the bedroom she had her top and skirt off as I was getting out of my trousers. I was getting harder by the minute, spurred on largely by the way her boobs were struggling against her bra and the pretty miniscule panties she wore. We both shed our underwear very quickly LL. I was feeling rampant and there was no doubt about Sophie.
She cupped her boobs with her hands, one after the other and rubbed her hairless pussy with her free hand, teasing me toward her. I didn't need teasing but it was sexy of her nevertheless. I walked right up to her and we kissed, her breasts hard against my chest and my hardness between her open legs. Wet and slipper she slid to and fro along the top of my cock. My hands held her tight against me. On hand on her waist the other on her buttock.
We broke away from kissing. Sophie was panting, not with lack of breath but with desire. She wanted my cock. Sometime afterward she said she had been aching for sex when we first started. That aching was right down there in her pussy wanting, hungry and overwhelmed with wanting to come. Consequently when she lay back o the bed, her pussy was ready and waiting for me. I mounted her, slid inside. Nice fit LL, not too tight and, at that point, not too dilated. In fact, very stimulating. Sophie told me again later that she expected our sex to be case of wham, bam and thank you ma'am. I guessed that was what she had been used to.
Instead I started nice and slow, sliding in and out, despite the urge that Sophie seemed to have for me to go faster. Initially, she was thrusting up toward me quite fast but once I settled right on top of her pussy she couldn't. I left myself inside her still swelling up and filling her - no thrusting. She calmed a bit and I resumed nice an slow. Now I was teasing her, almost withdrawing then plunging all the way back inside her. that made her want more and more. The women I have fucked over the years all seem to be wound up by that technique. Giving it to them then almost taking it away.
It certainly had Sophie moaning and gasping repeatedly. I placed my hand on her pubic bone, her mount of Venus and used my thumb to rub her clit, while my other hand squeezed each of her lovely tits in turn. I went faster and sure enough she came, panting out 'Oh yes, yes, yes, yesssss!!' She oozed, she cramped her legs quivered, her face red and her breasts lovely and hard. I stayed inside her, still hard as she recovered. She praised me for the way I had made love to her. I withdrew so she could see that I was still very erect and said 'Again?'. Sophie just nodded and I re-entered her. I thrust away for a while while she held her legs very wide. I was no longer in a semi-tight pussy LL. It was more a wide open abyss that I was wallowing in.
Sophie loved that 'aftermath' of me fucking her very slowly, rotating, exploring and filling her. We decided that it would good if I came - of course it would - and to facilitate that Sophie asked me to take her from behind, apparently something her previous partners were not so keen on. She knelt, shuffled to the edge of the bed and presented herself to me. In I went and didn't hang about this time. I gave it to Sophie hard and fast. Each time I went in she uttered uhhh's in time with each thrust until I had her moaning, whimpering, looking back at me flushed and her face screwed up as I went faster and faster.
We both erupted about the same time. 'Ohhhh!' went Sophie as she came again accompanied by my grunts as I made a large deposit inside her. I was throbbing away there, spurting three or four times as Sophie gasped. I was going to withdrew once I was done, but she asked me to stay inside as her pussy cramped uncontrollably around my cock. ' My God P, that was incredible'.You made me feel like nothing before'. Nice praise LL and nice to know that I had satisfied the lady...as well as myself.
I slept there that night, but before we made love again late that night, Sophie wanted a little top up just after six in the evening. Bearing in mind she was wandering around with just her panties on I didn't need any urging. Just watching her boobs bouncing around was enough. We started in her kitchen, when she slipped her panties off, lay on the long counter top on a blanket and opened her legs, pulling them up. I had stripped ready for action. I think she expected me to just go straight in.
Instead, I leaned forward placing my head between her thighs and employing my tongue on her pussy. Slipping it to and fro, to and fro as her lips/labia parted and her moist interior was revealed. She told afterward that what I did for her down there was lovely and she enjoyed 'so much'. I located her clit and stroked it with my tongue, feeling it respond to my masturbating touch LL. It was soon erect. I changed to flicking it hard and then Sophie went into overdrive. Her legs coming almost together around my head, then apart as she started to come. I didn't let up and kept going faster and faster urged on by her moans and cries and then wham, she she was there, twitching, quivering and coming.
Once she had calmed a little I gave her my hand and helped her sit up. An opportunity to caress her boobs arose, as did I once I touched them. I leaned down and sucked her nipples as her breathing slowed to normal. Then she slipped off the counter and into my arms, her head on my shoulder and my arms wrapped around her, warm breasts pressed against me with a hint of hard nipples. Nothing much was said but she knew of course that I was erect and so she stood with her hands on the counter where moments before she had been sitting.
Standing there with her legs apart, she just said 'Fuck me, please'. I took her boobs in hand and enjoyed them for a few moments until she leaned forward and presented her pussy to me. I entered her from behind again LL, slipping in and just giving her everything straight away. I found out she really enjoyed a hard fuck from behind and it was certainly evidenced by her moans and the way she moved her hips while I was inside her. It made me extra hard too, giving it to her that way. The hour glass shape of her hips and the ability to hold her breasts while pumping her again and again was very arousing for me.
Naturally, very naturally, we both came. She actually squirted this particular time all over me and the tiles in the kitchen. I followed right behind her, literally, feeling the wonderful rush of my semen on it's speedy journey out of me and into Sophie.
We used to get together when we could and things carried on right into 2007, although 2006-2007 were in London at my apartment. Sophie always wanted to experiment with different positions, so we never got into a rut...well I did, hers! Amazing what a flexible younger female body can do ...
No pussy shot, hence the pose in the photo LL.
From time to time she would go away and Nicola would hold the fort for her, feeding the horses etc. One day Nicola phoned me and asked if I would drive up there and give her a hand. If I had only known what giving her a hand at meant ...
I told Nicola I would be there in about a half hour as I was in the middle of something. That was fine with her apparently. A little later I jumped in my car and headed up the hill to the stables. It was quiet when I switched my engine off having parked up on the concrete slab surrounding the stables. I walked inside where I found Nicola in an old coat - it was early Fall - and wellington boots. She said 'hi' and said she needed help with something next to the tack room. Well next to the tack room was the hay store, so I reckoned it was a bale or something.
Boy! was I surprised when I turned the corner into the hay store. There was Nicola all twenty nine years of her without the coat and without anything else either, apart from the wellies which made me smile. She didn't beat about the bush, although I did shortly after! It was obvious what she wanted - sex. I was a little doubtful, mainly because she was that young - just coming up to thirty. I had gone there to help 'a lady in distress' and found a lady out of her dress. I must have stood there looking at her for a few moments because she then grabbed my shirt and pulled me toward her. She kissed me, I kissed her back and that was it.
Nicola,was furiously unbuttoning my shirt as I undid my trousers and kicked my shoes off. I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed as Nicola and Jane the owner were the only ones ever there apart from deliveries. No deliveries were due that day…well, apart from one in particular. We were both naked. There was a blanket on the hay already spread out by Nicola in anticipation. As you can see LL Nicola was a slim young women with quite small boobs and nice long legs.
The latter were soon apart and on the blanket and I was between them kneeling. Nicola’s breasts may have been small but they were quite sexy to handle and handle them I did LL. Her nipples were hard little things too which I found quite … stimulating… and stimulated. Nicola had hold of my cock and had just got it to a point where it was quite rigid. She sat up and placed her mouth around my tip and sucked. God that was nice LL, but she knew to stop before things went too far.
She lay down with her arms outstretched and leaned right over her taking her solid nipples in my mouth while she fumbled around, found my cock and started rubbing her pussy and clit with it. I could feel her wetness come on quite quickly. The it was ‘Oh, oh’’ moan ‘oh, oh, oh’ and lots of moans then she came shuddering beneath me when she did. I expected her to finish her orgasm first, but no. Nicola steered me into her pussy and I started fucking her.
I remember thinking how springy the hay was as I thrust into her, almost as good as a mattress. We were bouncing up and down together as Reagan as clockwork. I could see Nicola’s mouth opening and closing, biting her lip, throwing her head back as I continued fucking her. ‘This is so good’ she said between breaths. Then as I went faster her blood pressure must have gone up because her face became red, her head went back she moaned and moaned, her eyes rolled up into her head and she came with with a whoosh of cum.
Nicola was whimpering with pleasure as I withdrew from her. I lay by her side and she looked at me as we faced each other and she holding my wet cock said ‘Again?’ It was me who nodded and she straddled me and rode like she was at full gallop on one of the horses. Rubbing her clitoris hard against me and as she approached another climax shouted out ‘Spank me hard’. I slapped her bottom so hard that I could see my hand mark afterward. The combined effect was to make Nicola come again.
We were both quite wet across our lower tummies with her cum and juices. She collapsed on top of me and we kissed with me still inside her. I rolled to my left so she ended up underneath me with me still inside. I fucked her fast and hard LL, Slamming into her pussy really firmly, using my hand on her already very sensitive clit until I came and she spouted like a fountain. ‘Oh my God P, this has never happened to me. Oh my God!’
It seems that I have had a knack in that area, because Nicola said she didn’t know what was happening but it felt wonderful. We cleaned up in the toilet and the sink in the tack room. She had to work, but we arranged to meet again this time down the hill to do it all over again at my home and in the comfort of my bed, in the kitchen and on the large couch etc etc. Nicola was quite a nubile young woman with a veritable unquenchable appetite.
She would call in on her way home, at weekends when I was free and at other suitable times. I had my hands full back then LL, so many wanting my services and their own satisfaction.
Nicola knew how to pose too, as evidenced by the shot above taken at the stables. Note, she didn't want her pussy in the photo. She also knew that I had fucked the employer she did some part time work for Jane. It didn't bother her, in fact she said I was something of a stud. Coming from the horse world I rather liked that description...and did my best to live up to it.
A footnote -You may have wondered LL, how I stopped all my various sexual partners turning up unannounced. That was easy. I told them that my daughter (and son) stayed from time to time. When I got a message requesting my 'services' and I was otherwise engaged, that was how I put them off.
From the rough and tumble of the stables with Nicola to the sophistication of Paris with Gisèle at her apartment.
I met her via a French friend of a French friend, who was a friend of an English woman I had a sexual relationship with. From one or two or three to the other. God, Gisèle was one sexy woman and her line in underwear and lingerie was very sexy and arousing. The shot above of her sitting on a kitchen counter shows you just how much.
Despite the outer layer of sophistication, the sexy layer of underwear, when she was naked and in bed, she was an 'animal' all over me, offering her boobs and pussy as the fancy took her. I didn't complain of course, not once. We often had sex four or five times over twenty four hours, she was that wanton. Never one to just lay back and think of France, she was very active in bed, to the extent I often did little to start with apart from provide her with my erection while she pumped away on me until she came. Thta may have been under me, on top of me, from behind, standing from the front and standing from the back.
I wasn't passive all the time as you may recall I knew and know how to fuck a woman very well and very effectively. On the occasion of the photo which was our third meet in Paris in late 2010, she had invited me to meet her at her hideaway apartment that her father had left her some years before. Why there? That was because she was married and her husband also knew me and where my home is in Paris.
I was tasked with removing her thing that day and I did that rather deftly, leaving hr for then in just her stockings and bra which was half off anyway due to its style. We had a sort of routine where I would make her come by licking/eating her pussy and then working her clit to achieve that then we would be in the bedroom having a romp or two or three. Gisèle came four times that afternoon. Once when I licked her, then when she rode me, when I rode her and finally when I fucked her quite roughly from behind.
My notes tell me that she managed to creep round to my place early the following morning having taken her husband to Charles de Gaulle Airport early on for his flight to New York. It, the day, turned into one long sexual encounter interspersed with morning coffee out, lunch out and dinner in the evening. In between each activity out, Gisèle wanted me to fuck her back at my place. I managed it LL and her sleeping over that night. Not sure I made a full deposit each time, but we both came lots and in lots of different positions.
It was like she was starved of sex. I found out later on about the fifth get together that she was. We still hook up, quite literally twelve years later, or at least that's the plan when I arrive there soon.
Have a nice day ma'am
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