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 For LL in the UK

If memory serves me, you always said I had a penchant for women’s breasts. You were partially right of course, but a good figure and ideally long legs were also and are also part of the picture.

By and large this blog concentrates on breasts. The women in question and in the photos are part of the six hundred plus. In the main I think you have seen most, but not all, before.

I’ll start where we left off, March 2005. You were with your current man, once more behind my back. If you recall, I had travelled over here to the States - several of them in fact although you were only aware of two, Florida and Oregon.

It was Florida, my second stop on that trip, that gave me the delightful Lisa, LL. We joined up literally a few days after I arrived and on her day off. I knew when I called around she would be wearing a summer dress and just a pair of panties beneath. I was right and I was wrong - she wore a thong. Very sexy. The heat here and her heat, both sexual and bodily, resulted in my being fully 'at attention' before I had lost all my clothes.

Lisa was a highly sexed younger woman  and as she bent down to remove her dress I could see her thong was damp in the crotch area. I managed the shot above by the way, as we were undressing, rapidly. She was anticipating what was to come ...and cum, LL. As I removed my underwear in her lounge - we hadn't gotten any further than there - she removed her ass floss. There was no standing looking at each other longingly we both wanted each other right there and right then.

AS she stood with her back to me I wrapped my arms around her and headed for my favorite spot, her boobs. Not overly large, nice and firm and as they had in past encounters they swelled under my caresses and squeezing. Meantime, Lisa accommodated my erection between her legs and encouraged things along by sliding to and fro on me. She was nice and wet LL and her thighs gripped me and held me in place nicely. I kissed her shoulders then her neck a small gasp when I kissed the latter and an increase in her breathing.

From there Lisa placed herself on her couch, she had covered it in towels and lay back with legs apart. 'Lick me', she said. I was happy to oblige. I knew from our times before that she would come fairly quickly having a clit that was both prominent when aroused and very responsive to my touch and tongue. I got down there LL, head buried between her soft warm thighs my face on her virtually hairless pussy and my tongue finding her groove.

Nice easy licks, to and fro, to and fro. The sound of purring coming from Lisa, like a cat when it is stroked. That wasn't going to last and it didn't as I licked her open and allowed my tongue to explore her entrance, the purring and mmm's were replace by heavy, quicker breathing. The moment I touched her semi-aroused clit even that breathing changed as Lisa started moaning. 'God, yes, yes', she managed to squeeze out between breaths and moans. Her breathing was coming in gasps LL as I stoked her clit so rapidly she bucked and clenched her thighs against me. My head felt like it was in a nutcracker a couple of times, her clenching was so hard.

'Yes, ohhhh yes, yes yes YES!' Lisa shouted out. At that point it was obvious she had come. She wanted me inside her while she was still having her orgasm. How could I refuse such a sexy woman LL...so I didn't. Kneeling between her legs and indeed holding them up and apart I placed my tip in her very wet entrance where her cum was still trickling down the cleft of her buttocks. I started easing myself in and past her entrance. A small gasp and a frown, as my hood went through that 'restriction' and into her proper. I know most women  like that first entry and so do I. It provides me with some modest pleasure entering a warm, velvety pussy such as Lisa's. That of course, LL, is merely the beginning of such pleasure trips.

I started thrusting and she started dilating to take me more comfortably. As you know I have quite a thick cock, a fact that has been remarked upon favorably many times LL, both during and after your time with me. You do realise I guess, that I left you behind, not you me.  Nice and smooth nice and regular was the way I was fucking her that day and she loved it. Lisa kept urging me on while I was giving her all that pleasure LL. Whether that was because she wanted to come again, or whether she wanted me to come, I don't know. It may have been (she confirmed it was later) that she was fearful I would wilt - of course I didn't although it seems she had experienced before we met.

I guess she had been left high and errr.......dry, before. That wasn't going to happen this time I knew for sure, although she didn't, so it was all a surprise for her, a big one. I resisted her trying to urge me on and kept just thrusting. After three or four minutes she was getting a little desperate to be taken toward a climax again. I adjusted my position a little while I 'played' with her  breasts, teasing her hard nipples and squeezing her engorged mounds. I upped my game. She moaned I grunted a bit as I pounded her pussy. I wasn't aiming to come so employed my little mind game to stop that happening. It didn't stop Lisa producing another copious amount of cum though. Out it oozed immediately after she had shouted her way through her climax. Legs quivering, pussy quivering and tummy clench as she pushed her juices out around my erection LL

Erection it still was and I wasn't intending to waste it. Neither was  Lisa.

I flipped her over onto her tummy. Lisa knew what was expected and knelt on all fours before lowering her head arching her back a little and thus presenting her bloated pussy to my cock. You can see her rear view in my photo of her above, except she was naked when I was lining up to give her a second shot of me. Nowhere near so tight this second time LL and nice and slippery we were flowing together beautifully. In and out, in and out slick and easy and Lisa kept saying that I certainly could keep it up, for an older guy. I didn't ask whether she meant my stamina or my erection. Having fucked her for about 7-8 minutes earlier I don't think it was the former.

I was determined to make this second time last longer for her and so I kept an eye on her small clock that sat on a side cabinet. We kept it up for nearly nine minutes LL. I was up and also up Lisa. Toward the end neither of us could hold ourselves (although I alternated between holding her boobs and butt!) Lisa whooshed and so did I, she oozed and I continued pumping for a short while after the initial 'deposit' LL Then I enjoyed her cramping on me as I slowly deflated and she slowly went from gasping, to heavy breathing, to an utter calmness. We lay together in each other's arms, for nearly an hour, kissing cuddling and caressing. We also talked...lots. I told her about you and what you were up to. It was Lisa that gave me a few ideas about dealing with your behaviour. I then added my own....

After that hour Lisa was still hungry and not for food LL. She went for a ride having teased her mount (me) into the correct state of play.

Lisa's breasts kept me pleasured and her, for sometime after a first few encounters.

After Russel the American guy who used to run the very small shop in my village closed up and moved, I used to go to the next village for a newspaper. That village being Shipdham.

It was there I met Cathy above who, incidentally, you have seen before. Being a regular we often got to chatting. She was divorced. I was single of course - you hadn’t committed by then 2005 and were also playing about behind my back, so yes I was ‘single’. I invited her out to dinner. At first that was locally then we used to go to Norwich. She knew where I lived as the store had my address, but she hadn’t visited when she first decided to invite me to her place. Her home is where the shot above was taken in June 2005 between my first visit with Emma (see blog) and my subsequent one. You know what they say use or lose it...so I used it back then, and since, lots and lots and enjoyed every minute.

The photo was taken on that hot June day.

Cath had taken her top off only at that point. The point where I was allowed a photograph LL. That changed later in the year when she felt quite comfortable posing for me totally nude. We had sex that day twice. It was quite apparent that Cath hadn't had a man for some time. She was so hungry LL, she almost 'devoured' me...sexually speaking. She had stripped off after the shot above. First her skirt then her bra and finally her panties. While she was doing that under my watchful eye, I was joining her in the nudity stakes.

Cath had me lay on her bed by which time I had an erection on. She knelt beside me, her tits, which as you can see are a perfect size, neither too big nor too small,dangled temptingly above me. Temptation was in Cath's mind too and before I could get my mouth to her breasts her mouth had found my cock. That was so lovely LL. Her soft wet lips wrapped around my erection and she took all of me inside her throat several times. Thankfully she didn't suck long enough to make me come. I didn't just lay there LL...well I did ...but my hands were full ...with Cath's boobs. Thinking about it now it is a wonder I didn't come.

Next thing is Cath has straddled me, has my erection in hand and is threading it into her pussy. Having achieved that, with her hands on my chest (and mine on hers) she slower lowers herself and takes all of me inside her. ‘This feels so good Pete’, she said. I smiled at her in return LL. My notes were well worth taking… and keeping…including yours. As I held her generous tits in my hands and she sat there on me, she started rocking to and fro LL. Dead slow at first, not raising herself up at all. She was enjoying a sensation, the sensation, of having cock inside her for the first time for some time.

I was enjoying her breasts which were hardening as they became engorged. Her nipples too, rose to the occasion and she had moved from some pleasant mutterings of pleasure, to moans. The latter undoubtedly due to the way she was rubbing her clit on me. Her clitoris was the trigger for her to place her hands either side of me and start pummping up and down on my erection. Meantime I had her boobs in hand and alternately in my mouth while I squeezed them hard. Between her gasping breath as she headed for her climax she asked me to spank her hard LL.

I know what effect that has on women who are on the cusp off coming and it worked on this occasion. A number of hard slaps on her butoocks resulting in her clenching her pussy had the required effect. Accompanied by a stream of oh's, she came. Warm juices flowing from her onto my groin. Her hands were on my chest no as she panted and reacted to her orgasm. I watched her. Tummy contracting, face red eyes rolling. It had indeed been sometime for her.

Once she had calmed a bit she asked me if I had come because she could feel I was still hard and rigid inside her. I guess she may have thought she 'missed' the event while she was coming. I told her I hadn't. To which her reply was , 'Good'. It meant she could do it all over again, she told me I smiled rolled her onto her back raised her legs high and wide and held them there while she steered my cock into her pussy, which was wonderfully dilated, wet and very welcoming. I reckoned I would come this time. There was no reason to hold back LL. 

Cath had been satisfied and it was now my turn. I revelled in her wet pussy it was so ... what is the word? Accommodating, sexy, sensitive or maybe arousing. She kept me rigid as I pounded her time and again. At one point I slowed down, partly to get my breath and partly because Cath was getting redder and redder...her face that is. Her pussy already was. As I looked down at where we were joined and where her pussy was beautifully wrapped around my erection, without warning, she came. It was sudden, no moans, no shouting out yes, yes, yes. A deep sigh and her cum flowed.

That left me not having come of which Cath was well aware. I withdrew and she knelt for me as I stood at the end of the bed. Then I re-entered her and banged her butt for what seemed like ages before I felt things happening deep in my groin. It was a fair time that last time. I was fucking her so hard fast and at length that she came twice more. (there was a lot of frustration being unloaded by her that day). The second of those times was when I let rip and shot and pumped my lot inside her. We spent the rest of our time that warpped in each other's arms and in her shower. The latter was a tight fit, but Cath wasn't!

Many of those early women, sort of clung to me for sex LL and Cath was no exception. There was going to be no long term settling down in 99% of the relationships so we used to enjoy what we had. It wasn't all in the bedroom. Socialising and going out was a large part of all the encounters I had with the many women I met in those early days 2004-2010.

Cath and I kept seeing each other and kept at it, if you follow, for nigh on three years. In that time her breasts were given lots and lots of attention LL.

 

Naples may have been a city for the older folks, but the more I learned of Fort Myers and up the coast from there and in a few instances down the coast, there were plenty of women that just wanted a man to go out with and bed them. Florida's population is 22m so a third that of the UK, give or take the odd million. Plenty of availability. California's population is 40m, so even more, when I have been there!

Jen above was a woman I met in 2006 in FM, but who lived down in Bonita Springs. The photo above was taken at her place on my third visit there. I first met her when I was selling two of my FM properties. She was trading up from a condo in FM to a small town house in Bonita Springs. We ended up in the realtors at the same time, but with different associates. Open plan has drawbacks in an office LL. You can hear other’s business. I caught snatches Of Jen’s business and she heard me. My accent was what she mentioned first, when I left the realtor after her and found her sitting outside.

I nearly walked straight on back to my car, although I had noticed her out of the corner of my eye. It was her cheery ‘Hi’ that stopped me in my tracks. I turned around to see, properly for the first time, the woman I came to know as Jen. She told me she had heard me speaking in the realtors and wanted to know where I came from. Like many of my now fellow countrymen and women, Jen was fascinated by the way I spoke. We stood there just about in the shade as the hot nearly midday sun bore down. Nice as it is LL, I was all for getting inside somewhere with AC.

I’m a proactive guy LL and so I suggested a drink and some lunch as Jen appeared to want to talk some more. To my mild surprise she agreed. Over lunch we talked of where I came from and where she hailed fro - it was Nebraska. Then she told me about her planned move to Bonita Springs in some detail. She was moving from a rented condo to her first owned home. She was fascinated by my travels and my background. I guess younger people always are. We finished up lunch over coffees. I got the check, leaving a tip as always, which was appreciated by Sheri, the waitress - therein lies another ‘happening’ LL. Maybe more of that on another occasion.

As we sauntered back to our cars. Jen asked if she could see where I stayed, when in Florida. I remember she almost said lived. I set off, she followed. I guess following is always easier, because I recall on that occasion I was constantly checking to make sure we didn't get separated at all the various lights on the way back. I made it and so did Jen, both cars went in  my garage out of the sun which you will recall beat down on that driveway midday. I guess it still does.

We went into the house via the laundry room, which I am sure you’ll recall as well. Jen was heading along the passageway just ahead of me, when she took a a sharp left into the second bedroom, having passed the first without a sideways glance. I stopped in the doorway to that room. Several things happened then.

Jen had stopped and was facing me as I turned the corner into the doorway. I nearly bumped into her we were that close. She placed her hands on my face and kissed me on the lips.. Next thing was her cotton top had come off,swiftly followed by her skirt, which left her standing there in bra and panties and me still in my polo shirt and shorts. I didn't stay like that for long LL. Polo shirt came off followed by my shorts while Jen had removed her bra revealing her lovely rounded medium sized tits. All that stood between us was my underpants and Jen soon had those off.

I had a date the following day but when sex is offered on a plate LL, it is hard (and so was I in that bedroom) not to take what is offered/ I didn't. Jen obviously had the 'hots' and was on the bed waiting for me to service her in moments. I say she was on the bed and she was but not just laying there. She fingered her pussy, legs apart, and also brushed and fondled her boobs. I was already hard and very erect and her antics kept me there...even before I had touched her.

As I knelt between her legs moments later and fondled her firm breasts, Jen gently pushed my head down toward her crotch and said. 'Make me come'. I did as I was bid.Head down between her soft warm thighs LL - the number of times I have performed that action - and hearing her breathing quicken in anticipation. My tongue found her moist opening. It was a mere crack when I reached there, but was soon to be come a wide open 'door'. The latter would take place when I entered.

My tongue travelled where you would expect it to travel. Remember when I did it to you... To and fro, to and fro accompanied by murmurs of pleasure from Jen. I kept that up for several minutes occasionally allowing my tongue to insert itself into her entrance, as far as it could go. She loved that. All together the licking and inserting had brought her clit to the fore. Often it is difficult to locate to begin with but that wasn't the case with Jen. Hers was very prominent. In fact one of the 'largest' I had encountered. When my tongue hit it that swollen clit was already fully erect, as was I of course.

The tip of my tongue brushed it and Jen nearly went through the roof in a manner of speaking. She bucked upward quite violently then using her hands she pressed my head tight against her in the apex of her legs. I licked and flicked for all I was worth as she moaned and screamed out, louder and louder until she hit her climax. Then her legs were wrapped tight around my back as her pussy throbbed and exuded her cum. I had it on my face and I needed to come up for air, so to speak. Jen slowly released her legs and left them on the bed either side of me.

They didn't stay there long even though she told me later that they were weak and wobbly.

I was erect. What man wouldn't be with a woman like Jen beneath them and she enjoying the 'after glow' of an orgasm. Her legs were indeed floppy when I picked them up in my arms and spread them high and wide. Jen saw my cock heading for her pussy and just said, 'Yes please. I want to come again and again.' I slipped inside her nice and slow and easy LL. She was lovely and wet and warm. Some women are nice and tight, others are a litte too tight but Jen was just perfect, no doubt due to her preceding orgasm.

Her vaginal lips all wet and slippery wrapped themselves around my erection almost forming a seal between us. Then I started thrusting to and fro, also nice and easy and Jen and I talked briefly. She loved the fact I was quite thick inside her saying that I was touching her in places she hadn't felt before. After several minutes she took over holding her legs up leaving my hands free to encircle her lovely firm boobs. Jen started to moan and shortly after I felt her tits hardening LL. A sure sign she was ready even if she hadn't started her 'journey'.

I upped my thrusting to a medium pace and made sure I 'banged' against her more firmly. If it had gone to sleep it didn't need much awakening. A gasp and I knew I had connected with her clit so I changed the angle of insertion slightly and hit her repeatedly in that area. Now she was moaning real loud, changed another octave upward and started screeching out, Ohh, oh, yes, faster, oh yes, yes, yes.'

Then she bucked let out a real loud shout LL and she came. I expected a steady flow of cum from her but it shot out around my cock and then her legs clamped against me. Her face was a picture. Just before she came it had been screwed up, as she was by me, a frown on her face and her cheeks flushed. When she came her mouth formed a perfect 'O' and her eyes were wide open in a manner that suggested surprise. Then, when she shot her juices out, her eyes rolled upward, briefly. That moment of ecstasy for her.

‘ Oh my God P’, that was great fantastic and you are still hard. Did you come?’ She was saying this into my ear as she had pulled me down on top of her. I told her I hadn't come. I was still inside her too and quite erect LL. She said she loved the fact I didn't withdraw and that I was still filling her. I felt her legs wrap around me so I couldn't escape LL. You used to do that (along with several hundred others!)

I felt her release her legs slightly then draw them and me back against her. I knew what she was angling for. Jen wanted me to fuck her again. I eased myself up off her lovely body pushing back against her legs but not withdrawing. 'Hard', she said. 'Fuck me hard'. I did just that hard and fast. There was no slow build up I went for it with all I had Ll. Jen was moaning and making all manner of sexual noises as I hammered her again and again. Her face, under that soft tan, she sported was beetroot red. In fact I thought she might burst a blood vessel...but she didn't. I kept it up for several minutes then paused taking things a little slowly for a very short few moments before going back to 'banging' Jen for all I was worth.

For her part she moaned screamed out yes's etc and came...before I did. I carried on, although I knew I was close, while Jen convulsed beneath me. She came again after which she said, 'Oh my God not gain!' I was coming so I gave it everything I had and Jen came again almost crying as she did. At that point I finally unloaded a large deposit inside her. Later she told me she could actually feel my semen inside her.

Naturally there were other occasions - generally at her place - over about two years off and on. Our sex was good, in fact quite excellent and I revelled in those fairly young firm breasts of hers LL.

 

I'm not going to give 'blow by blow' sexual accounts of all in this blog, but I will describe a little about each woman, how we met, where and from your viewpoint...when.

Hannah above was one of the few women under thirty that I enjoyed and who enjoyed being with me. Hannah and the others had a penchant for older men and I fitted the bill (and her). Not only that we were both local to each other. Hannah lived over the hill to the NE in a place called Scarning. She was a friend of another lady I had the pleasure of who lived in my village LL. She was over thirty and her name was Sarah.

Although at that time 2004 I had made most of my 'contacts' via the internet, Sarah was different she and I met in the Lord Nelson pub in the village. It closed a few years later sadly, but at that time a few locals including myself on the odd occasion went there for a pint or glass of wine. Sarah appears a couple of shots further on in this blog.

My exploits with Sarah and hers with me, must have reached Hannah's ears because, quite unbidden, she appeared on my doorstep in July of 2004. That doorstep was the one into the kitchen from outside LL. Her Toyota car had stopped just in the corner of my forecourt by the window. I had heard a car on the gravel and thought it was the mail man. It wasn't of course and I wondered who she was.

She reached my open back door before I did and announced herself as a friend of Sarah's and wondered if I was free. I said I was. The thing that you don't know LL is that she was dressed, if that's the word, in a pair of very short shorts and a top that showed her anatomy in detail - nipples to the fore and looking quite perky under her top. This meeting was going one of two ways.

It was either going to be merely a social call or something a lot more interesting. I went through the motions of offering Hannah coffee, she accepted. While I was preparing it, she asked if she might look around. I told her to feel free. I brewed the coffee meantime. Shortly after and carrying two mugs I set off to find this nubile young woman who was touring my home LL.

She wasn't on the ground floor so I went upstairs. I knew she must be up there as no outer doors had opened. I found her in my bedroom - the one you slept in. She was standing by the window that looked out across the valley toward the church. Due to the sun pouring in that window that part of the day I could only see her outline as I put the coffees down. As I walked nearer it was apparent that she was topless. Her top now residing on the chair I kept in that room.

It was then that she turned around showing her pert breasts to me in all their glory. Hannah took one of my hands and placed it on her left breast. It was warm and firm. Her breast - not my hand. Then she took my left hand and place it on her right breast leaned forward and kissed me. I thought of you LL and the bed immediately behind me that after your betrayal in March of that year had been home to a number of women all of whom lay on their backs for me.

Hannah's hands were under my polo shirt undoing my shorts. She was pretty good. She managed to undo me in double quick time and my shorts dropped to the floor. I turned her around at that point so she was again looking out of the window and asked her if she could see the church as I placed my hands back on her tits and fondled them. She said just about and that was where her shorts were just about holding their own around her hips as I undid them from behind.

I guess I expected her to be waering panties but when those shorts dropped to the floor alongside mine she was fully naked - no panties. She reached back, fumbled a bit with my boxers and that was it we were both fully naked. On her back on the bed we fucked, Then she mounted me and finally I took her from behind. Why? Because she asked me to do to her what I had done for Sarah. Our liaisons went on for several months, at her little cottage, my place and once (see photo above) at her parents home when she was house sitting. 

We, or rather Hannah, drifted after several months of lots and lots of sex and I guessed that was it by late September. I wasn't put out by her drifting away as I had so many others that wanted and in some cases needed my attentions. However, come December of 2004 Hannah was back. Back at my place and back in my bed. 

From there we enjoyed each other way into 2008 when she became engaged. There were any number of reasons I didn't spend Christmas with you LL - my family, your deceit and the availability of other younger and more attractive women. they weren't all young of course. I had women in their forties and early fifties...that latter age being the limit of my interest.

 

Moving on to Laura LL. She worked at my late wife's hairdressers in Dereham. I took this photo in March 2005, the month you started with that fella who is your current partner...behind my back, of course.

Laura was a beautician, probably still is. She first called on me in December 2004 by way of apparently offering rather late condolences for my loss in 2003. Apparently, she had only just managed to find out where I lived. At the time of her calling on me, one cold evening, I was rather 'busy' with a naked Hannah awaiting my attentions upstairs - thankfully I had picked her up, so it was only my car on the forecourt. I think I made some excuse about getting ready to go out and Laura said she would call some other time. I suggested a day and time and that was that. I had only ever dropped my daughter off at the hairdressers, so knew none of the staff, although I was aware of several names.

Laura called back. It was early the following week - the second one of that December. I was juggling a lot of balls then and indeed since. Perhaps I should say I was juggling a lot of boobs because that was part of what I was doing. I had no intentions of anything more than a chat and to talk a little of memories of my wife. We sat in my day room with tea for Laura and coffee for me. She was slim and appeared to have a nice figure along with long legs.

She told me how my wife would talk about me. How I was such a good husband and how much I cared for and loved my wife. I did - there was no doubt about that then, nor now just about twenty years after her death. Laura was in her thirties then and she asked if I ever felt lonely in my large house. I told her I did sometimes, but that I tried to keep myself busy. In reality I kept myself very busy, with work, my own businesses and socially with all the women I knew.

Laura had no boy friend or 'significant other' as she put it and wondered if I would like to go to the cinema some time. I told that would be nice. I let her choose LL. Laura wanted to see Memoirs of a Geisha so I agreed to go along with her choice. We went to the Odeon at Riverside in Norwich. Partly because the parking was good and partly as there were some half decent restaurants on Prince of wales Road back then.

We saw the movie - 'no hanky panky' when the lights went down - and then around 7.30 p.m. walked up the road to one of the best Chinese restaurants in town for a meal. Heading for ten that evening we walked back to the car. Laura rather sweetly slipped her arm through mine as we did. I drove out of town  while Laura talked about the film and he evening we had enjoyed together. As I approached Dereham on the A47 and prepared to turn off to take Laura home.

That, LL, was when she said she didn't want to go back to an empty house, reached across and put her hand on my left knee. I drove on and that night we slept together, made love together twice and then twice more in the early morning when we woke. Afterward I made tea brought it back upstairs and we sat there that morning watching TV and talking. Laura was naked of course and joked about her not spilling hot tea on her boobs as we sat there. It was getting toward 11.00 a.m. by the time I thought we ought to make a move.

Laura agreed but the move she wanted to make was to straddle me and have more sex. It would be fair to say Laura was one of the best women I had bedded at that point in time LL. While she loved the way I pleased her she knew more than most how to really make it a great experience for me too. WEW had made love five times by the time she came on top of me. I decided to make it six in twelve hours and asked her if she liked being fucked from behind. She did and that is when I came for the third time in twelve hours and she came for the sixth or eighth time. I lost count.

Laura was another who would come and go LL. We might not see each other for a month or two but then when she ‘returned’ our get togethers were quite intensive sexually. As I said she would come …then go😉😜

I met Sarah in May 2004. The two photos above are from a portfolio of shots I took over a period of two years. She wasn’t on the website I used for dating after I started looking following your March 2004 revelation. I only saw her at first in passing in mid April of that year.

As you may know, you can or could see who had viewed your profile on most sites and Sarah had seen my three hits. Whether she was just curious or intrigued, but she viewed my profile more times than I did hers. I was busy with other women both locally and up and down the country between where you live (still) and where I once lived. Consequently, I didn’t open up another conversation, but Sarah did. She contacted me.

At first it was the usual tentative questions about me, my background, the fact that I was widowed etc. Sarah had been in a relationship for nearly ten years from her early mid twenties but two months earlier it had ended when he walked out for another woman. Luckily, Sarah owned her home near Dereham. We talked at length over a couple of weeks (sometimes your mails on MFO interrupted me!) I recall that she asked me if she should change her locks and I told her to do so. In fact I gave her the name of a locksmith I used back then,

Come the third week she asked if we could meet for coffee. I agreed - she was attractive and I guess a little lonely. It went well. She seemed totally at ease with me LL, so much so she asked if we could meet again. I suggested a meal or the cinema, theatre or a combination. We settled on a meal out but not in Norwich at her request. We decided on a place in the opposite direction at Castle Acre. I picked her up near her home in Dereham and off we went.

During that meal Sarah unloaded a lot of emotional baggage about how she had been treated etc etc. I'm a good listener and I soaked all she had to say in, making pertinent comments. Sarah sank most of the wine as I was driving. I guess that is what allowed her to relax and talk at length LL. Around 9.30 pm we left and I headed back toward Dereham. Sarah as ked if we could detour so she could see where I lived and so I turned off at Necton. 

Srah didn't go home that night. It was her choice and under no pressure from me. She needed a cuddle she said and something more. Both took place in my bed. Sarah had a lithe body and for me, perfect boobs. We made love twice that night and the same the following morning. I found a gown for her and we spent the morning, or part of it just wearing the gowns. Sarah seemed quite relaxed and warm and affectionate toward me LL. The afterglow of our sex perhaps.

While we pottered around she spotted my cameras and lenses and asked if I would photograph her, but only if I wanted to. I wanted to. I took a number of shots several quite intimate. The latter surprised me and I asked why she allowed that. She told that it was because she trusted me. Whilst she was naked for the photos her desire for more sex returned LL. After all she was a nubile woman in her early thirties with a pretty good sex drive. We ended up making love for the fifth time in twelve hours with both of us coming.

Eventually we showered and I took her back home that afternoon. A few days later she was back for more. First from behind, then with her on top and twice with me on top. The photos above were part of a set taken under more controlled circumstances. Both Sarah and I loved the whole set.

I continued to entertain Sarah both socially and sexually for I think it must have been eighteen months until she finally found a really nice guy who she eventually married in 2010. Hannah her friend was what you might call a 'bonus' LL. 

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I thought a few black and white shots  of various lovers from my journeys up and down to see you might be appropriate here especialy with what they sport on their chests. I never 'lacked' LL despite the way you treated me both before you 'left' and after and of course since.

Teresa was someone I talked to via the internet around June 2004 and then met one Monday later that month. We had chatted for around two weeks when I told her I was going to be in the Leeds area on business - I didn't tell her what business, of course...nor you  come to that. She wanted to meet up LL.

I had an 'appointment on the Tuesday afternoon out at Guisley so squeezing Teresa in or as it turned out her squeezing me in was a little too tempting to miss. Why do I say that? mainly because our agenda had already been set during out chats. More than a few photos of Terry were sent to me mainly unbidden, from which it was obvious our meeting was going to be all about sex. She jumped into bed with me quicker than you did LL. 

There were a number of reasons I didn't pass on the opportunity to fuck Terry. The main ones being that she was up for it, her age (under forty), her large boobs and the fact I was going to be in the area.  We didn't mess about with a hotel. She had invited me to stay at her flat. It was quite small but modern with her bedroom, as you can see in part above, being on a mezzanine floor with the apartment. Her tits were fantastic LL. As large as yours back then, but younger and naturally much much firmer - a joy to handle and handle them I did, lots.

I never said it to her but I always thought of her as 'thunder thighs' as the latter were a bit chunky and when they gripped me during and often after sex I certainly knew it! There was plenty to hold onto in the butt area also beit when I was on top or her and lots to slap against and slap when I took her from behind, but most of all I remember her wonderful breasts. 

That week I was to return to her bed on the Thursday evening and to her open arms and open legs. Two or more months of being between her boobs and legs followed...all unbeknown to you LL. I played your game once you deceived me, but I played it much much better.

This shot of Amy was taken to the west of my place in Norfolk in March 2006. She was a US Airforce member based at Mildenhall and looking for some fun off base. 

Our meeting was by pure chance back in early April 2005. I had returned from my trip, of which you were aware in part, to Indianapolis, Florida, Ohio, Utah and Oregon. landing at Gatwick I picked up my car and headed home. By the time I reached Brandon I needed a break before the final  half hour or so of driving. I stopped at The Ram -  a pub  in the town - for a bite to eat and a drink (coffee not booze). There was one other person in the seated area who later turned out to be Amy.

Being American she was fairly forward and I as I sat down she said hi and asked me if I had comee far. I told her yes from Portland, Oregon. That did it LL. That one remark acted as a catalyst that in time ended up with Amy sharing my bed and me, hers. However, back to that warm spring day in early April 2005. She was surprised by my answer and asked if she could join me rather than hold our conversation from the other side of the room. I indicated she could LL. Interesting that this encounter took place while you were dallying with your fat friend isn't it. As one of the commercials over there puts it....compare the market.

I was with slim, fit Amy and you were with short fat man. We talked and talked about the States and about Europe but most of all ourselves. Amy had just been posted there from St Louis Missouri - well I think it was three months when I met her. She asked where I lived and I told her I was a half hour away. She had already ascertained I was widowed. We agreed to meet up again, mainly I thought because of common ground...that is the USA. Amy had other ideas but on that particular day I was tired from my flight and drive and didn't pick up on the signals she was giving out. I agreed to meet her at the George in Swaffham for  drinks two days later.

Drinks and a bite to eat on that evening two days on, followed. That evening and indeed night brought two things to my home - an American registered car and an American. She was the first I had in the UK LL, but not the last. We slept together and she turned out to be a wonderful lay. Her large breasts, slim fit body and a hunger for sex all  combined to make it a memorable experience for me. The fact she came three times before we fell asleep made it pretty memorable for her too.

Imagine LL, while you were once again deceiving me I was hands on with Amy's chest, her but and conjoined in intercourse as they say. The photo I took early the following morning in the field to the west of my home. Then it was back to the kitchen where Amy bent over the day room table while I gave her another fucking from behind before she showered and left to report for duty.

We carried on ... an appropriate phrase given what we got up to ... for over a year, until she was posted to Ramstein in Germany.

Two of the largest and pertest breasts I came across...and I did come across them by request. This blonde sex bomb of a woman is Leah. I had my hands full with her in more ways than the obvious boobs. She was  something of a nymphomania and wanted lots and lots of sex.

I met her through the daughter of an old client from my banking days (I had her too at her request). I had been fucking Pat's daughter off and on for over a year when we arranged to meet up in a nice hotel in Newmarket for the genteel pursuit of afternoon tea. I had arrived first and just expected to see Catherine or Cathy, Pat's daughter. Consequently I was pleasantly surprised when she walked in accompanied by Leah, the lady above.

Our tea and sandwiches came as soon as I gave the nod to the waiter. I didn't but I could easily have spluttered in my tea when Leah leaned forward to in most part, demurely help herself to a sandwich. The reason? Well the reason appears above. My view of her cleavage and the curve of her wonderful breasts came into full view. She told me later, much later, that she had done it on purpose because she had wanted to sleep with me, based on Cathy telling of her  … errr...exploits with me.

After the tea we parted to some extent. Cathy left with Leah and I waved them goodbye from the hotel car park. Then I headed straight for Cathy's place to be joined before too long by the lady herself. I had held a key to her home from Fall 2004 when we first became intimate. Cathy was a 'real cracker'. Great figure, lovely personality and very accommodating within our relationship. We weren't 'tied' to each other and so it worked beautifully. 

Cathy returned to her home some twenty minutes after I arrived. We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed...or rather on it LL, exercising the mattress and headboard to their full extent. She was due at her mother's that evening so our 'activities' had to end a little before either of us wanted them to. WE kissed farewell and I headed home. 

For some reason I put my hands into my coat pocket as I entered my house, prior to hanging it up. Inside the right hand one I found a card. It was one of Pat's for her business (fashion shops). Strange I thought. Then I turned it over. On the reverse was a phone number and the letter 'L' - Leah - followed by the command, call me.

By the time I had eaten it was after eight. I picked up the card, thought what the hell and called Leah. Apart from the fact she had been charming that afternoon, she was attractive and had big boobs LL. I’ve always been a sucker for both and a sucker of the latter. we spoke for nearly an hour during which time she told me she was in bed watching television … with nothing on and stroking her own boobs until her nipples became hard. I could only guess what was happening further down her body LL.

The conversation had a similar effect on me. As I sat there talking with the TV on mute, I became quite aroused. Even if an invitation hadn’t been forthcoming from Leah, that evening I resolved to bed her. AS it turned out no such resolution was necessary. By the time were ready to ring off the conversation had become quite sexy and intimate. The result of all that was we wanted each other It being 9.30 -ish by the time we finished and also the fact I had ‘shot my lot’ into Cathy earlier, I put Leah’s request for me to drive to her home in Moulton that night on the back burner.

That served two purposes. One it would let Leah ‘simmer’ in anticipation and two enable me to be fully recharged when it came to coming. We arranged to meet the following evening. It was a case of sex first and food later. We had two appetites to satisfy. The first gave us an appetite for the second. When I arrived in Moulton (it's near Newmarket LL) the door of her home was opened by said Leah in a dressing gown wafting of a very nice perfume and showing a good deal of cleavage.

In some ways LL it’s difficult to explain how easy it was to get laid back then and to some extent still is even at my age now. It is surprising even in the present how much younger women want to enjoy what I have to offer…even in my current decade! However, it was easy, almost too easy and I took up almost every opportunity that was occurred and very offer that was made, which brings me back to Leah.

As others had said then and also in recent years, the women I met all said they trusted me when I sometimes asked why they invited me into their homes and beds. Leah trusted me…something you didn’t understand when we were together LL. Leah took me by the hand after I had removed my shoes in her hallway, steering me toward a room at the rear of the bungalow she lived in. Turned out it had been her late grandmother’s home, but then when Leah lived there, it had been completely updated.

Her gown was of some satin material, so you can imagine LL that most of her ‘features’ were fairly prominent and left little to the imagination. Nipples, boobs and her ass. We reached her bedroom where I received a kiss on the lips, just a fleeting peck while she became my personal un-dresser. When I was down to my underpants and duly aroused. Leah and I shed our last, her only, items of clothing. She had turned her back to me when she let that gown fall before catching it and throwing it to one side. Having lost my underwear we were both naked at the side of her bed.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and swiftly moved them up to the boobs you see above LL. They were as superb to feel as they were to see. Something of a first for me at that time in that she wanted me to take her from behind that first time and so Idid. She lived up to her sexy aura wiggling her arse with me inside her. That fuck was great and the two that follwoed - me on top twice were just as good. I fainally came on the third one. Leah came with all three. It didn't take much to get her to an orgasm. Highly sexed is the word I would have used to describe her.

The morning came after a night sleeping with her and so did Leah, twice more. Often I kept in touch with women I had met and slept with by mutual agreement. Leah was different. She wanted lots of sex with me almost to the point of being demanding, such was her appetite. It was nice to have a genuine excuse on occasions not to have to bang her. One of those excuses was you LL, disguised of course as a business trip.

A total change from Leah above in the form of gentle Georgina, above. This was taken early one Tuesday morning in a far flung corner of Ullswater. Gina lived and I believe still lives in Penrith. We were both early risers and on this July morning in 2004 after an overnight stay, after leaving you LL, we decided to enjoy the lake before everyone got there.

It was 'gentle' Gina's idea to have a dip naked and I captured the moments in a series of shots. Black and white and color. We had met online through the same site you and I used LL. Gina wasn't interested in where I had come from, my money or anything like that she was a somewhat lonely woman who wanted some occasional male company and of course, sex. Her figure wasn't perfect as you can see above, but she was one of the nicest women I met in that period, including you! You turned out to be far from the nicest! Early rising was something we both enjoyed LL, even if we didn’t actually leave bed early. Gina loved the fact that I would wake ‘with a hard on’. I was often locked rigid in an erection.

Gina bless her thought it was her doing. It wasn’t. I get early erections even when occasionally, I’m on my own…and that is very, very rare. I let her believe it was her for two reasons to keep her happy and because it aroused her to the extent that we could connect easily without resorting to lots of foreplay. That is not to say she didn’t enjoy a good licking and flicking. Pendulous tits, but they were nice to play with and fondle, and they made a change from firm pert ones.

Gina had a back story, but I won’t go into it here as it was a bit traumatic. When we made love which was as frequent as I wished Gina was very passive. An easy ride, you might say LL, as opposed by those that bucked and writhed and screamed their way to a climax. When our positions were reversed she would ride me just right. In fact the two of us in that position could keep going for nearly ten minutes. I would grab her tits of course but when I wasn't it was her butt - then I would watch said breasts bounce around.

I visited Gina quite  a lot on my trips to see you, from April 2004 right up to and including February 2006. I leave you to guess how many times I had Gina...compared to you... One final note, she loved being fucked from behind, sometimes more than once at a time.

I took this shot of Vicky stretched on my couch - me that is not Vicky. She was standing beside me looking out of the window in my day room in the old house in Norfolk.

Looking back now it’s hard to think that I enjoyed all the woman I have LL, but they were willing and I was always ‘up’ for an attractive woman…literally. A surfeit of testosterone, I guess and I still have plenty. Vicky was quite a willing participant. Surprising really when you consider the age difference. The winter months in small Norfolk villages I guess can be boring for some women, especially the single ones like Vicky. Saham Toney is where she lived. I met her when I attended my then dentist located nearby in Watton. She wasn’t the dentist, but the dental assistant.

We laughed later when she was on top of me, when I said that it wasn’t the first time she had me on my back. The dentist I saw was called Sophie and she was a bit frisky herself. There’s another whole set of circumstances to tell there too LL. As I said earlier you have no idea how many women wanted a little fun and with me Which was the surprising thing back then. It all changed later, no longer being a surprise  that is. Later it was quite natural to get laid with many of the women I met. 

A quick word about Sophie she did the usual dental stuff for me, fillings, scrape and clean etc. I noticed after a few visits when I had a couple of fillings done and old ones replaced that when she say behind my head, where she normally sat, that her boobs were pressed hard against my head as she leaned over to access my mouth. That, LL, went on through three particular visits in 2005. I knew she was flirting and fed her a few double meaning remarks. On my final bit of treatment I was given my file to take to reception and book a six month review. As she handed me the file I felt a piece of paper beneath. After I left the treatment room and before I reached reception, I looked at it.

I’m not sure what I thought if anything at the time, as to what it contained. However it was fortunate that I decided to look LL as it asked me to call her and gave a phone number. I pushed the note into my pocket, paid for my treatment and left for my car. As I drove home I thought about the note. If I called her where would it lead - I had a good idea - and how would that play out on my next dental visit. The other thought was that I was still trying to get you to leave, but up until then August 2005 you had failed to take the hint. The other matter was all the other women in my busy life and their ‘demands’ on me. In the end I called her.

Sophie lived in Caston a small village to the east of Watton. I visited her, she visited me. There wasn't much to do around that area and Thetford wasn't her scene. Staying with me and being entertained in Norwich (and London in 2006) was much more to Sophie's liking. At thirty three I still wonder why she chose me, but I didn't question it...just enjoyed her body which she offered up (and down) freely. 

I asked her what it was that made her make a play for me. Guess what LL - it was my smile and my eyes plus she rather fancied an older man when she started flirting with me. I guess you could say we fucked our way right onto my next dental appointment. The question of facing her at the dentist never arose as she moved to the practice's other surgery in Fakenham. That didn't stop her wanting to see me...and it didn't. We eventually drifted apart in 2007 when I was away more often than at home.

I still smile at one remark she once made. Sophie said she filled me (dentally) and I filled her (sexually).

All of which brings me to her assistant Vicky.

Nothing happened with her until the winter of 2005. Sophie was on her way out of the Watton Surgery...leaving in the February of 2006 when my next appointment was due. Vicky somehow obtained my number, I guess from my dental file - rather unprofessional, but I didn't complain. I was still seeing Sophie, you and others...quite a few others and my diary was bulging almost as much as my pants did. Vicky quickly introduced herself on the phone and I wondered why she had called. Something o do with the surgery perhaps. I had no idea. turned out she wanted to met up with me. She didn't want that to be in Watton so I suggested the Canary and Linnet pub which I took you to LL.

Neutral ground and in public. We met up for lunch on Vicky’s day off - a Wednesday according to my notes. I waited for her in the car park.  When she arrived I received a kiss on the cheek and a hug. By the time we had sat down and ordered it became apparent that she knew about Sophie and I. Sophie had obviously shared some detail somewhere along the line over the six months I had been servicing her. Whether Vicky thought that with Sophie moving on from Watton offered up an opportunity for her, I never found out LL, but I am guessing that is why we ended up in a sexual relationship.

I wasn't going to say no. I was single and Vicky truly was a nubile young woman. Firm boobs, firm ass and firm thighs and up (and down) for lots of sex. The first time was the afternoon of that lunch LL. We went back to my place. Vicky wore tight jeans and several layer on her top half. I think it was a sweater and some sort of tee shirt, plus her bra, of course. She loved the fact I had an AGA and as soon as we were inside she parked that firm bum of hers right on it. 

I walked over to her having just put the kettle on for a drink. Her arms went around my neck and we were kissing straight away, no looking around the house etc. She was kissing me fast and furiously. We paused for a breather both our mouths wet I said something about her bottom getting hot and she cheekily (pun intended) said that I had better check it out. With that LL, she undid her jeans pulled them down some way and invited me to feel how hot her butt really was. She wore a thong.

I placed my hands on her bottom. She was warm and her bottom firm. Vicky started undoing my trousers at which point we both decided upstairs in bed would be a good idea. Vicky asked me to take her to bed in fact. It seemed V was in a hurry her jumper and tee shirt were pulled over her head in quick order then sitting on the bed while I stripped she pulled her jeans down and removed her bra. She asked me to pull the rest off as she lay back on the bed with her legs raised. I did and at her request while I was at it her thong as well. My underpants hit the floor. My cock, almost fully erect, popped out and Vicky's legs were splayed wide.

From there, well it was a beautiful journey of pleasure and full satisfaction all round. She sucked then I licked and flicked. What followed was a lovely ‘connection’ LL, with all thought of you and your devious ways banished from my mind. V’s tits were a tad on the small side but not small. they were firm and hardened quickly under my hands. Her pussy was a little tight but once negotiated my thickness delighted her into a series of multiple orgasm that afternoon then later again when she stayed over….for more. The morning came and so did both of us.

The photo above was taken in my day room with me laying naked on the large couch and V standing over me ready for a ‘ride’ on top. Given it was a snatched photo in the summer of 2006, I think it was pretty good. Vicky kept coming back for more for a a fair while alongside Sophie (not at the same time) and several others I had in tow. Several is probably an understatement as the insurance girls were part of the scene then. You LL, had gone thank God!

I didn’t fuck all these women during your time LL, but there were many. Esther above was later in 2007 and in London. You may guess from her name that she was/is a Jewish lady. In fact it was her that suggested I buy my Sandbanks home. She had an apartment in Canford Cliffs a mere few miles from where I eventually bought my home. I wondered if you made it to Sandbanks when you visited that area recently....

Esther you have seen before . In fact, Sophie (no photo here) and Vicky are the only ones you haven't seen in past blogs. She was a client to begin with and a lover to end with. She made the play for me LL, rather than me making the moves. If a client wanted to move on to sex and I was interested, fine. If they didn’t, well that is why I never made the first moves.

The shot above was the day it all started. My second visit to take more shots of Esther. I thought more of the same when I arrived. By that I mean clothed shots in different outfits in different locations at her home in Hampstead. After the usual welcome and coffee she asked if I would be offended if she asked me to take shots of her topless. Obviously, I told her that I was fine with it.

Esther was/is a bright woman and she had already figured out that strap marks don’t make for a good photo - beneath her top she wore no bra. Apart from that, she was wearing a pair of figure hugging jeans. Her figure was pretty darn good  LL so it left very little to my imagination ...and I have a vivid imagination. As it turned out my imagination wasn't needed.

I took a number of shots of Esther topless and of her breasts from different angle. Then we sat on a couch while we both reviewed them via my laptop. Obviously that meant she and I were shoulder to shoulder and in her case a bare one. I wore a thin cotton short sleeved shirt which meant I could feel the warmth of her body arm to arm shoulder to shoulder. Esther wasn't fazed by the fact she was topless - nor was I come to that!

She approved most of the photos apart from three or four that I thought weren't as good as the others. either. It was at that point she turned toward me too my left hand and placed it on her right breast LL. That was followed by two things. The first was she undid my shirt and belt. The second was a request for me to make love to her LL. The couch we were sitting was to become the stage for our performance. I stood. Esther stood and we undressed more or less in tandem. My shirt came off quickly then were both removing our trousers pretty much together. We stopped at that point, Esther in her panties, me in my underwear and my ‘pecker’ showing how interested it was. 

Esther stepped forward, her breasts touched my chest at the same time as our lips met. Her arms around me, mine around her. I felt her small warm hands slip down my back onto my buttocks inside my pants.. Following her lead I did the same thing my hands gliding over her hips, down inside her panties where they found a home on her firm bottom LL. We both slipped out of our underwaer and Esther was on her back on that couch LL with her legs splayed and my erection hovering above her. 

What followed on hat second visit was pretty much the usual. I licked and flicked after she had a suck on my member and then we made love twice, reversing positions for the second time. Esther came twice, I came once and that was on the second ride. I returned to her home quite a few times although I kept the gaps spaced out which kept her hungry. The other reason was I was a busy man with photography and my businesses and of course my woman which were fairly thick on the ground.

Nevertheless, we developed quite a sexy relationship that unlike you involved trying and enjoying a number of positions and locations. From the back, on my lap while I sucked her boobs etc etc. As to locations, well Esther was the first to be bedded in my then new London apartment. Then there was sex at my home in Norfolk and in Thetford Forest. The latter was a first for Esther and she found it both exciting and very arousing being naked and having sex outdoors. 

Her boobs weren't the hard perky type but they were still enjoyable to handle and her pussy was very accommodating of my thickness LL. Esther was separated, hence her freedom. I did take more photos of her on other occasions but they decreased as our sex increased. 

This shot was taken in Sorrento at my home there in 2016 after Raffaella and I had consummated our relationship for the third time.

It has always intrigued me that, for a Catholic country, how ready Italian women are to hop in bed and have sex. Raffaella was no exception to all the other Italian women I have had relationships with, or even the one I currently enjoy, Chiara. The former flirted with me from the outset when we crossed paths in Naples. Raffaella is a true Neapolitan born lady and to put it bluntly has been one very hot woman. She loves to gesticulate can get angry real fast but then cool down equally quickly. That never happened to me but she slayed a few waiters who got things wrong. I thought at first it was over the top but then she explained that is how Naples (Italy) people act.

A crowded restaurant in Naples LL, very little room and me at a table for two when Raffaella walked in. Although I was out of earshot I could see she was remonstrating with the front of house guy to find her a table. Then she pointed in my direction and eventually had the waiter head over to my table. He leaned down toward me and said 'Signore, le dispiacerebbe dividere il tavolo con la signora'. Basically, would I mind sharing my table. I looked over at Raffaella, she smiled at me and I agreed.

I was enjoying an Aperol Spritz when she joined me. I greeted her in Italian but she soon figured out I was an Anglo-Saxon LL. She switched to English, tinged beautifully with her  Neapolitan accent. We talked into the afternoon and left together. She said she wanted to show me a part of Naples that I probably wasn’t aware of. It was a little square hidden away down an alley. Reaching the end it opened out into this small square with a fountain playing water over some figures. then we parted but not before I asked her out to dinner. She agreed, suggested a venue in Naples andI drove back to Sorrento and my home with

The impression of her kiss on my cheek to keep me company. I had an Alfa Romeo then - you really don’t want to know what I drive there now as it cost the price of your house and probably then some.

We had dinner out several times more before she drove over to Sorrento one late morning. We went out to lunch and then as it was hot, hot, hot, we went back to my home and the AC plus the pool of course. that afternoon we made love LL, twice. Before we went out we had a bath….together, which is when I took the shot above. Dinner followed on that beautiful Amalfi coast, a warm evening, a good meal, a modest amount to drink and a very attractive woman on my arm it was as you used to say … ‘perfick’. We made love again that evening LL.

I think it was around four days later that I was due in Munich on business…mostly. Raffaella was aware of the fact and decided she wanted to stay with me until I left. She told me in her beautiful Italian that I had just about worn her out one way and another…which coincidentally, is how we enjoyed our sex.

Raffaella is now forty eight, just as lovely and just as sexy….and her boobs were wonderful as you can see above LL.

 

I mentioned in a previous blog sometime ago a lady called Denise. The first Denise I met who loved in King’s Lynn over there in Norfolk.

I took the photos above at the same time. Both are exactly the same ones color and one black and white. I like them both but maybe the color one has the edge as it reminds me of how warm she was both physically and emotionally. Physically she sported a long slim body topped by her great breasts in both senses of that word LL.

Denise and I met in the latter half of 2004, via MFO. I wasn't too bothered about meeting up at first but she kept insisting we have a drink together. At thirty five and at that point in time, I though she was a little on the young side and that I was perhaps being 'used'. I agreed to the drink which we enjoyed at a hotel in Swaffham, about halfway for both of us and neutral territory. I made sure I arrived first and met Denise in the car park. In the flesh, so to speak, she turned out to be very nice visually and we were soon chatting freely as we walked to the hotel.

WE had a snack and a couple of drinks - getting to know each other, I guess. When we were about to go our separate ways she asked if we could meet again and perhaps I would show her where I lived. I’m not a fool LL and never have been, I knew from our conversation that she had no man in tow for quite a lengthy period, so I guessed she was angling for sex. You would have been surprised how many women were on that site and another I frequented after your betrayal/deceit.

I was right …about the sex.

Denise came over one evening, I had cooked a meal and while I was serving that she wandered around viewing my home confined to the ground floor. We ate, watched some TV over a bottle of wine and then we headed upstairs. She asked which was my bedroom when I pointed her in the direction of the second room, next to mine. I was observing the niceties LL, but we both knew what was on the cards. Denise walked into my bedroom and started undressing as did I on her cue. I didn’t want to appear the instigator or if she wanted to change her mind. 

There was no chance of that. She was soon as naked as the shots I took of her above on a later occasion. With just the bedside lights on, their warm glow accentuated her curves and did wonders for my arousal. It is pretty obvious from my photos above why that was LL. They were very large, her boobs that is, but carried so much better than yours. That was no doubt due to her figure and her height….and her age.

Neither of us were slow to get down to ‘it’. It being our sexual organs. Denise's idea she wanted to start off in the soixante neuf position. It had been sometime since someone did that for me - you declined LL. It took us less than a minute to get in position on the bed, when I felt her warm, wet lips around my erection. They weren't her only warm wet lips. My tongue, my mouth found hers and I licked and flicked while she sucked. W

We had agreed that I shouldn't come, as Denise wanted that to happen inside her. that didn’t mean that she didn’t want to come though LL. She gradually stopped her sucking on me in direct proportion to how close she was getting to an orgasm. She had to, she was moaning so much LL. Then with a final rush of strokes on her clit she came. Her juices on my face I roled her onto her back feet toward the dark green headboard I had then and mounted her. I was able to pretty much go straight in if you follow. My erection hardened inside her and her face told me she was quite surprised at my thickness.

I plunged into her slowly, those long legs of hers held either side of her by her won hands. Long beautiful, white and unsullied by age. They were lovely and soft too, especially on her inner thighs. In ad almost out I slipped. Having been aroused earlier, lubrication wasn't a problem. I reached for her breasts with one hand while supporting myself with the other. It was as much as I could manage to get my hand about two thirds of the way around them. However, whatever it was doing for DEnise, she appreciated it. For me it was a deleght. I twekaed her nipples in turn until they hardened and became erect then I leaned down and sucked on each in turn, while all the time fucking her at a moderate pace. 

I guess her clit  must been aroused under its own steam because when I moved my fingers there to rub it, it was already quite erect. In fact it was one of the larger or more protruding clits I had come across (literally!). I rubbed her she moaned, she shouted then moaned more as she headed once more for a climax. The moans ended in a crescendo of yes's LL and a small gush of her cum. We were both abit messy after those two interactions so I ran a bath in my en suite. Denise wanted me to fuck her in the bath.

I know you have knelt in it the past and used the shower head, so you will recall it was relatively small. The way we played it LL was for me to get in first and lay back. Then DEnise covered in lather from the bath suds mounted me, sliding down on my erection, beautifully. Her hands were on the two sides of the bath giving her the necessary ‘purchase’ the pump up and down on me. You could say I was for once a passive participant. Well, almost. I found her breasts all covered in slippery soapy water extremely erotic to my touch, slipping through my hands. Denise loved that too.

Face red, pumping faster and faster. Her clit rubbing my pubic bone. Me getting even harder inside her resulted in two things., Her coming and with it an almighty heave of her body, her boobs now quite firm and standing proud. Almost immediately there was a second coming. Not hers but mine this time. I shot my load up inside her which for some reason made her come again. Not something I had seen back then but have since. 

We weren’t going anywhere emotionally - we weren’t compatible in a number of ways - but she loved sex with me and I enjoyed her, so we continued to see each other off and on for about a year, right through to summer 2005.

A rather nice shot of Amy, one of the nine or ten ‘insurance’ ladies that availed themselves of my services over three years from 2004 thru 2007. Services and servicing of course LL.

I took the above shot at Amy’s home in Mulbarton near Norwich in Spring 2005. She was rightly proud of her breasts and she liked it when I made them proud…outstanding even. Naturally that necessitated our being sexually connected, which was no hardship with a younger woman like Amy, especially after you requiring early withdrawal each and every time. You have no idea how unsatisfying that was…for me. I am so glad I manipulated you into leaving. I can’t stand liars nor cowards and you were both..

Amy on the other hand was the complete opposite - open, welcoming, neither coward nor liar and she was far better in bed (and out of it!) than you ever were LL. I was never given to sleeping with younger women, but younger women were given to sleeping with an older man and he has enjoyed every minute both during your time and since.

She held her boobs for the camera pretty much the way I used to hold them when standing behind her, my erection on her wet pussy. She loved it and what followed. Amazing I had the energy for so many women but I did and now to a slightly lesser extent still do.

This is one of only two photos I have of Hannah from Hexham LL. She was what you might call my Monday morning mammary provider…or boobs for breakfast. Way younger than you, even in 2004 when you had just breached a milestone birthday earlier that year. Hannah’s predeliction was for me to breach her as many times as I could manage before the afternoon when she had to go to work. Not every Monday Monday you. Her monthly events saw to that, but more Mondays than you could imagine.

I never disappointed her despite her being quite ‘demanding’. I didn’t mind riding her pussy between her lovely thighs and watching her boobs bounce around as fast as I fucked her or as slow. We met of course through that website LL. I was to her a businessman (true) who had business interest in Northumbria and Cumbria (true in a sense - female business). To be fair all she was really interested in was a few treats and my cock inside her. I thought she was very attractive, far too young for any long term connection but as willing to be serviced as I was to service her.

I reckon I was pretty damn good at keeping all these women separate from the others, with none having knowledge of the others….which of course included you at the time LL. There were those of course who were aware I had other women…they were frequently there together for threesomes and on the odd occasion foursomes. There were those that introduced me to other women. Whether these knew I was fucking the lady they introduced me to, I shall never know…nor care.

Undoubtedly, a few a very few probably had their suspicions but as they were getting what they wanted they probably didn’t care. Hannah above for example never knew of you LL or several others in your city nor another in Brampton or a number in Newcastle - not all at the same time by the way!

I didn’t get the opportunity very often to take shots like that of Emma above but this one from May 2005 is one of them (or ‘two’ given the subject matter).  Emma was a woman that I met in Thetford in 2004 and who I kept in touch with. When I say met, I don’t mean dated. It was at a Government office that I met her, manning the front desk. Several visits were necessary and then a few months after those meets I was walking through Norwich when I felt a hand on my arm. It was Emma. Emma was mid thirties and the day I met her she was on a shopping trip in Norwich.

We stood and chatted on Gentlemen’s Walk when it started to rain. She was headed for Jarrolds so I walked with her using my umbrella to keep her dry. A gentleman on Gentlemen’s Walk LL. WE made it to the department store before the heavens opened. I suggested a drink and to my surprise Emma agreed. WE went to the top floor restaurant, Emma sat down while I fetched the coffees. 

Funny isn’t it LL, how I can recall, with the aid of my notes, the circumstances of nearly all the many women I met. I started making notes (stored now on the cloud) when you started playing away - notes of the lies you told me, of your lack of commitment and your selfishness. Then ultimately your cowardice. When I started out with those notes, I decided to carry on making them about each and every women I met. If I did them shortly after each meet it was easy to keep up. I did the same with Emma as all the others, hence you are able to read this account.

She didn’t dash off with me to get laid, but she ascertained I was widowed and I discovered she was divorced. When we left the store, I was headed in a different direction to her. It had stopped raining and as I tee-ed up to say farewell she lingered. As a result I asked her if she would like dinner sometime. We exchanged numbers and emails. I promised to call and I did that evening. As they say I liked the package that was Emma and she, it seemed, liked me…as did pretty much all the women I have met since April 2004.

Dinner followed and so did staying over at her place. I don’t think she had had a man for sometime LL. She did that night, three times, much to her delight. Then, even more to her delight, she came twice the following morning. She was hooked LL, hooked on me and what I could do for her and to her. I didn’t make that up, it’s what she said back then. I guess we might have been an item. In fact, we were for a while…nearly two years about the same amount of time you lasted. The good thing about LL - I didn’t have to endure your deceit and of course I gave up in 2005 trying to get you to commit. Your lack of the latter was the biggest mistake of your life and you have made a few mistakes.

We enjoyed spending time at each other’s homes LL and twice we stayed away. Not far just over in Southwold on the Suffolk coast. I will never forget, despite all the other women that entered my life, the way Emma’s lovely breasts used to dangle over me like giant pear drops and equally as suck-able. Smooth as silk slipping through my hands as she rocked to and fro on me LL that May of 2005. How I managed to fit all the women in back then and to an extent since would have been a masterclass in organisation…for you. However, having managed large teams in banking and the crews of several warships, it was hardly a big challenge.

 

Mothers and daughters. Yes LL after one the other followed on a few occasions. I have to say they were mainly in Europe and France in particular. Amélie Above was/is one of the daughters of a lady called Karine. In each and every instance - there were not that many - the daughter generally followed mother in being bedded by me Not only that it was the daughter who always made the moves, rather than me…but I’m not one to turn down an ‘opportunity’ And I didn’t except in two instances. I’ll leave you to guess why LL, BMI had something to do with it.

These situations generally stemmed from photographic commissions and that of Karine and her daughter was no exception. The commission for Karine was photos in her home near Tours, France. A wealthy woman who was divorced. My French is fair but she spoke English which made the commission much easier. I was invited to stay for a couple of nights in an apartment that formed part of the house I think had been Karine's late mother's home in her final years. Katrine was f orty nine and her daughter Amélie jsut about thirty when I was there in 2007.

The first night passed uneventfully enough after an evening meal with the two ladies of the house. I retired and woke the next morning as the dawn light crept through the drapes. After ablutions, breakfast followed and then after that a leisurely approach to more photos. Amélie headed off into Tours saying she would be back for dinner. That left me with my cameras etc and her mother. Although a sophisticated and elegant woman, I barely had any thoughts in her direction. She however, decided the morning was an ideal opportunity to get laid...by yours truly LL.

I'll cut to the chase. It started with her inviting me to take shots of her topless, evolved to totally nude shots and finished with her on her bed legs apart inviting me 'in'. In I indeed went...and out as regularly as a piston. Up and down, up and down. Accompanied on the trip by her moans and shouts as I made her come, not once but twice. I sensed there was some pent up need there. Karine had come quite quickly, long before I was anywhere near approaching my own climax, so ...I opened her legs and fucked her again. By the time I had finished she was perspiring, red in the face and to some extent exhausted. To be fair I had banged her pretty hard as I felt that was what she wanted. It was, she told me later.

I don't like not ejaculatiing so I flipped her over without asking, stood and entered her fully dilated and sticky pussy from behind her and gave her another good shagging. I slapped her behind and at one point held her hair firmly in my hand and pulled her head back that made her come again. I was hard as a rock inside her, filling her pussy which to be fair was generous enough to accomodate me both in length and width. While she was still coming and squealing I fucked hard and fast bringing myself to the boil before I boiled right over and filled her with my semen.

Karine had lost all semblance of elegance laying there on her back legs spread and a mixture of cum and semen exuding from her pussy. She puled me down on top of her, between those spread legs and held me tight against her tits. That was nice. I had the feeling she didn't want to let me go...she told me as much, later. Amélie returned late afternoon by which time Karine was readying a few things for dinner and I was on their large patio using my laptop. 

Amélie probably sensed something had changed with her mother. Less tension, more relaxed perhaps? Either way she didn't say anything until much later that day in fact it was pretty much the next morning. We all retired later that day Karine to her bedroom - me to my bed in the apartment. She had whispered earlier that much as she wanted to she couldn't be with me with her daughter in their large house. That was especially so as Amélie's bedroom was more or less between where I was staying and Karines bedroom ...and the bed that we had pounded earlier.

That fact determined what happened that night. Just after midnight by my bedside clock I was awaken by someone entering the room. I had vaguely heard a click before that, which I later discovered was Amélie entering the apartment with a spare key…she told me later that she had also had the forethought to ‘lock’ the latch. At the point I was disturbed I thought it was Karine. AS she approached the bed I could see it was a younger woman and that could only be Amélie. It was. She slipped her gown off swiftly and equally as swiftly slipped under covers alongside me. The covers didn’t last long because the next thing she did was flick them off and straddled me

Not my lower body as you might expect LL. Her body and more specifically her pussy hovered above my face just within reach of my mouth. There were no prizes for questing what she wanted and she got it. I stoked her pussy with my tongue until her entrance was open and wet with her own juices and my saliva. She uttering low moans as I reached up for her tight little breasts. they were a delight to squeeze and fondle. Firm, perky topped by two very hard nipples that keep my erection in play while I steered Amélie closer and closer to her climax. I had found her little clit and was stroking it with my tongue when she suddenly came. No warning from her moans, just one rather louder one and then the convulsions that follow her coming.

She collapsed on top of me her little bullets, that were her hard nipples, pressed against my chest. I placed my hands on her buttocks - they were nice and tight too. Then she rolled off me, placed her hand on my erection and started getting me back to my full extent. That didn’t take long with her nubile young body alongside me. I rolled over onto my side that got one leg over hers when she opened wide, as they say, and I was in pole position to mount her. Despite coming only moments before, her pussy was tight. I was very hard, so it took a short while before she was able to accept all of me.

Once she had, it was though I was riding an unbroken horse. She bucked, she moaned and she moaned and kept asking me to 'do it harder'. I did LL slamming against her pussy in the dark of that bedroom again and again and then ‘Oh, oh ohhhh!’ …and she came again. Lots of panting and cramping from Amélie. I withdrew. My cock was slick with her juices and cum and it was still rigid. In the dark of that room lit by a sliver of light from the moon she climbed out of bed, still dripping from her pussy, bent over and had me take her from behind LL. I couldn't believe in that moment, that I was fucking the daughter when only hours before I had her mother in pretty much the same positions.

As I shagged Amélie, slapping against her cute bottom and she trying hard to stifle her moans it occurred to me that I was leaving in the morning and driving to Poiters on my way to La Rochelle, it was no wonder these two women were so keen to be ‘serviced’, living out the countryside as they were. It was funny in a way when all three of us had breakfast/petit dejeuner the following morning. It amused me anyway taking in the glances in my direction, knowing glances over mouthfuls of croissant. I bid both farewell and drove off with the promise to return, after my trip to La Rochelle, with the photos of Karine duly edited.

The photo of  Amélie? Taken on my return, in the absence of her mother, as was Amélie! As to whether she knew that I had had her mother as well as her, you will have to guess LL.

You would think that a necessary cosmetic ‘addition’ to certain female folk who reside in the environs of LA would be breast enhancement. Della above hadn’t delved into that world LL despite her being a wealthy young woman of thirty four at the time of the shot above. I’m pleased she hadn’t and I told her so and that she looked great as she was. I wasn’t lying either, she did look lovely and as a bonus she was clever - a graduate of USC.

I was introduced to her in late November 2007 and am still in touch fifteen years later. She is now forty nine and looks just as good after two children and two divorces. Not going to say more LL, for obvious reasons, to me, at least.A lovely woman and a very good friend ….etcetera …. 

From 2007 to 2005 and Durham and another internet meet up. This lady you have definitely seen before in earlier blogs, perhaps a little more exposed than she is in this shot. Her name is Melanie and was one of my 'stopovers' on my way to and fro to you.

Tuesday and Thursdays or one or the other were her free days and nights, so it was Tuesdays back and Thursdays on my way back up to see you. You never ever suspected any of my liaisons all the way from April 2004 until we parted in October 2005...did you. I, on the other hand had you figured out quite early on. That slip of yours in March 2004 over here in Florida was all it took for me to hedge my bets and I'm sure glad I did.

Melanie liked sex, plain and simple, the occasional meal and maybe a movie but what she wanted from me and got was my cock LL, plunged inside her. Really nice boobs were all part of the parcel that was Mel. Not long legged, but not as short as you.

Jan and her tits, which were lovely. She was an occasional user of a rental next door to my original villa in Puerto Banus. I had a pool she and her friend  Laura didn't so I let them use mine. The photographs of these nubile women were part of a bonus for providing the facilities. Afternoons were too hot so we found other activities to amuse us inside.

I guess this would have been 2008- 2010 as I sold my original villa there in 2010.

Laura, see above - I called her butterfly for obvious reasons - see her tattoo, just on the edge of the photo.

Florida 2016 with Kathryn

Sometimes I had to work for the attentions of women but in most cases I didn't, which always surprised me. Clare above was one of the latter, thrusting her self into my life for a while so that I could thrust some life into her, sexually. A bored Californian about sums Clare up. Me, I was only to ready to avail myself of the offer of her lovely body LL. Great breasts and great legs and a neglected pussy - perfect. The year? 2016 well after your time little lady...or should I say large lady of dimunitive staure.

Sara, one of the Norwich 'gang' of insurance ladies. Photo taken in 2005. What she lacked in the boob department she made up elsewhere and on a number of occasions with one other lovely lady who made up with her much larger breasts what Sara lacked.

Viva Espana! This lovely Spanish women who I 'entertained’ at my villa in Denia is Juana. She kept me company off and on thru 2009/2010. It’s easy when you are on your own with no agenda LL which suited Juana too. She just enjoyed my company and the sex, as I did hers and the warmth of her in bed. Juana was fascinated by my travels days in the navy etc…and that’s without the pillow talk, or as she put it ‘Charla de almohada‘.

I’m not going to tell you where Marcella’s lips have been, but I will tel you where mine had been. They are featured in the shot above. Taken in Perugia in 2016. You could say she is a ‘fulsome’ lady. And they were as firm as hell too. She liked to have my cock in her cleavage which was rather nice, but more often than not she preferred it inside her…and still does

Back to the dear old UK and 2006. This shot was taken in Somerset a few weeks before I met that lady Carole. An opportunity arose to call on this lady (not in bed she wasn’t) on the Somerset Wiltshire border after a trip to see Trish in Bristol. You could say from one set of ‘Bristols’ to another LL. That is what it felt like and what Vicky felt like under my hands.. I could tell you a lot about this lady and most of it would be fascinating…and I don’t mean her bedroom antics with me. I’m not going to though unless you make a special request…won’t hold my breath, though!

 

I never ever thought LL that having sex with one woman would lead her to recommending me to another. The first time that happened in my post married life surprised me. After all I was an older man, but it seems women chatted about being shagged and how good it was. The woman who recommended me is Alex who appears below and the woman above who wanted me to fuck her was Debbie. As to location, all I will say is that it was Norfolk and the year 2005.

I was so busy that year it’s not surprising I didn’t get to visit you much LL, but then you had started the issue of playing away so I had and have no feelings of guilt. Cyprus was your last chance - you didn’t take it. Eternal regret should be your epitaph if you only knew what you passed up.

Back to Debbie. I received a call from her saying that Alex had mentioned me in conversation. The rest of the chat was all about mutual acquaintances and sex LL. We exchanged emails. Debbie forwarded her photo and I agreed to meet her for coffee. From there it was just a matter of time before I bedded her, which I did four days later at her place where she granted me the shot above and a few others.

Her breasts were young (29) firm and great to suck on which she really enjoyed especially when her nipples became erect.. Debbie was pretty athletic in bed…or rather on it so our sex was a delight and very enjoyable for both of us. She wanted lots more. I was in high demand so it was difficult to meet her every need, but we settled into a pattern that satisfied us both…her as much as me. The miles I put on my cars back then…and the inches I experienced on my cock….

I was introduced to Alex in April 2005. In the first week of May that year I was sharing her bed and she was sharing mine.

Alex was introduced to me at a party held by an old bank colleague and his wife. I don’t think they were trying their hand at matchmaking, but it turned out Alex and I seemed to get along pretty well. S he was/is a vivacious woman and back then a single one. Much more top drawer than bargain basement (where you belong LL) I enjoyed her intelligent and knowledgeable conversation. Not surprising as she had attended a public school in Sussex. Elegant and completely at ease in any company, if our age difference hadn’t been so wide as Alex said, we could have been a couple…permanently.

In the event we settled for what we had. Neither of us felt tied hence I continued to see other women and Alex did whatever she did. Neither of us talked about it. We enjoyed a lovely relationship that started in her bed three weeks later LL. Long lithe body, long lithe legs and beautiful breasts made Hera very desirable woman when she was naked…and she knew it. I think I was one of her best lovers at least that’s what she told me. Amazed at my stamina and my ‘technique’ she more often than not had me in bed giving her several orgasm, almost as soon as we met each time.

In the end, I married Ash and Alex settled for some guy, funnily enough called Guy. That is until 2016 when we met up in London after 6/7 years.

Have a nice day ma'am

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