Friday, September 14, 2018

Two of a Kind


For LL in the UK


Pears, when ripe are real juicy and great to eat, all that juice dribbling down your chin. But they are not the pears I'm talking about here. 

I'm writing about pairs that have been sucked, caressed and cupped, and then squeezed...even nibbled ...gently, of course. In this blog all that you see, and there's nothing explicit, will give an idea of the sights I have seen (and the scene) scene, the pleasures I've enjoyed and the beautiful women I have photographed.

Some, are purely shoots, nothing more ...but not many! Somehow, getting their 'kit' off for a shoot brings out the randiness in many of my subjects LL. 

(I wrote this one before I left for Skyros, LL)





Having reached the lingerie stage of the shoot, this lady decided bare breasted was a good idea. At least Oregon is lovely and warm in the summer, so no goose bumps, LL. The other 'bump' was revealed shortly after this shot, and a fine pair they made. This commission via a recommendation was shot at her place in Tualatin, Oregon, about fifteen minutes from my place in Lake Oswego.

Turned out they were quite firm LL. I found out when she wandered inside topless. She teased me a little jiggling her body and breasts about the kitchen. By now we both knew where this was going. I told her that anticipation was the name of the game and she said for me to show her. A slow build up is always best and she said she would like that. We went from her kitchen into her bedroom where she removed her panties and lay on the bed with her legs together, LL.

I told her to close her eyes. Picking up a make-up brush from her dressing table, I walked over to the bed and sat on the side in just my boxers. Vicky lay there, eyes closed and a slight smile on her face. Her boobs were proud even lying down.

I took the brush and gently traced a line between her breasts. She flinched slightly then settled again. Where are you going next was her response to which I told her to wait and ...feel. I used the brush next on her nipples LL, stoking the brush upward against each in turn. Her breathing was a tad faster now and her boobs rose and fell a little quicker. Thinking back they were as firm and round as you see above. Her nipples hardened and were soon quite erect. I glanced down and saw that her legs were slightly apart. Next I moved the brush strokes quite quickly to her outer thighs up around her hips and back.

The brush strokes then made their way across her lower tummy and what little pubic hair she had. She widened her legs and I moved the brush to her inner thighs, working slowly up to her pussy. By now I could see her 'wings' were spread and I guided the brush ever so lightly over her opening. She took a short intake of breath, but still kept her eyes closed. It was quite apparent that she wet down there.

I suggested maybe some oil might be in order and she replied that would be great. By now I was pretty aroused, had removed my boxers and placed the oil where I could reach it, before placing myself alongside her. From there, kneeling, I applied the oil to her boobs. Her nipples were really erect and she uttered lots of mmmm's while I caressed her and squeezed gently. Quite erotic LL. Not a bad afternoon for this guy who you once said was 'boring'.

Having oiled my hands generously I applied my massage to her pussy. Both hands working their magic on her. The more O massaged the more engorged her pussy became and the more she 'opened up'. Very sexy for me and as she said afterwards very pleasing and erotic for her.

Naturally by this stage there was only one pl;ace to go for both of us. She reached up and took my cock in her hand jerking it rapidly while I had moved to her clit only. She came with a bucking motion and then the contraction that follows. Vicky guided me into her and we made love. Slow to begin with but then as the passion took over, she started thrusting up at me really fast. I responded by hammering down on her so much that she gradually moved up the bed.

Her head went back. Her boobs hard and firm. I went into her faster, grabbed both boobs and squeezed hard at which point we came together.

I won't continue further, but suffice to say she appreciated the care I took in bring her to climax three times that afternoon that she asked for a 'return match'. It was more than a return match, in fact, as we met up off and on when I was in Oregon, for over three years.




Pears, or rather pairs, don't come much nicer than these in my book LL. A lovely Californian lady who was yet again a commission, following a recommendation. She needed a portfolio for the movie industry. There are lots of women in LA who are seeking to get into the movies and prepared to pay for a professional portfolio.

Once her shoot was complete, I was inundated with requests, many of which I couldn't fulfil at the time. This was 2007 Ll and I only had three months in California, but I have to say it was crammed with photographic work and, to a little lesser extent, pleasure of a physical kind. This particular shoot did not include nude shots. The one above is personal to us both. Yes I did handle those boobs at her request (no names here) and the nipples and more, to the great pleasure and multiple satisfaction of us both.





This is an entirely personal photo taken in Sue's bedroom in Suffolk in 2004. I'm lying down in bed, so you can guess where she is sitting LL. The rest I'll leave to your imagination, if you have one sufficient to grasp what was going on.

Cupping Sue's pair was a real pleasure, for us both.







This fairly young lady (into her early thirties) called Amanda, was the subject of a commission in London in 2005, LL.

Don't ask me why, as if you might, he laughs, but she decided after a fairly demure shoot at my studio that she wanted something more than a few standard shots in her clothes. A rather wealthy lady from Kensington who, like many I bedded, was bored and willing... willing to have a bit of fun.

We retired, if that's the word, to her apartment where she initiated an afternoon romping in her bed, caressing in her shower but starting with her bent over the kitchen counter. Initially, after you strayed, LL, I was surprised how many women liked being taken from behind, but then accepted it for what it was - very sexy. So it was that was how I first took Amanda.

Her boobs were lovely as you can see and I was allowed the above shot on the proviso that she couldn't be identified. Like the pears,  her pair were ripe for the plucking, sucking and, as she put it, that made her ripe for fucking. So we did again in the bedroom and once more in the shower before dining out. Amazing what you can 'achieve' in just two weekdays LL. A Wednesday and Thursday this particular week. I was with you on the Friday, but sadly there was no comparison!










Cupping this pair was a real pleasure LL.

Another Internet link up, back in 2004 in the fall of that year. I had no qualms about the opportunities I took once you let slip your infidelity, and in many ways it was a real bonus. Having been married thirty plus years and never ever having 'strayed', it was really exciting doing a little 'exploring' elsewhere with quite a few different women. I wouldn't have done. It wasn't my way, but you went astray so I felt free.

In a way I understand your remark 'I want to be free', when I asked you to commit. Probably not for the same reasons, but my being 'free' of any prospect of a permanent tie to you, meant I could travel freely, make my own decisions without reference to anyone else and of course choose the partnersI accepted. There were many and in the main very attractive

How I managed the latter is a mystery to me...and ongoing one at that!

Denise above was on the other side of the country from you  near Alnwick. Still is as far as I know. She loved the way I caressed her, aroused her and brought her to her natural climax, with a little help from my tongue and when I was inside her.

The shot above was taken, just before the start of 'proceedings' on my third stay with her. It was a Monday and Tuesday overnighter, if you are interested. she was always very wet when aroused and as horny as hell, She liked to play, try different positions and loved having those breasts above receive lots of attention. A nice ripe pair, LL. Not heading south but firm and great to feel. She had something between her legs which I have cropped from the photo that was also a real delight.
































You have seen this lady, Liz, before LL. Recognise the gown? It was one of mine that I kept in my apartment in London where this shot was taken. Only a small glimpse is afforded of one of her pair in this photo.

I won't expand further - I did that at the time - 2005.














There's nothing like a shared bath and lots of lather. This pair belong to a dear Italian friend and received due attention this day in 2018 LL. Note the nipples are rather proud. Giadi is rather proud of her assets and she has every reason to be.

She had no trouble making me proud without even touching me! Have you ever had sex in a bath LL? I suspect not. It's fun - all that slipperiness and lather - and very erotic. We weren't going to waste the opportunity above and we didn't. We finished in the bedroom with a second coupling, which was more leisurely and less wet ... but not entirely!















Like most men, I suspect, I find full and firm boobs with nice nipples very sexy and arousing. This pair, borne by Val, are no exception. Having those snuggled up against you is a delight LL, especially when her hand wandered south and found something to fill her lovely hands. It was only a short hop to be astride me and, well LL, you may have some idea what followed, but you were always on your back.

I don't think you were a 'rider', but never mind others made up for your 'short' comings. (See what I said there?) For sure, you never rode with me.

I digress. This shot was taken in Norfolk at Val's place one sunny day in September 2005 just after Cyprus. Something to think on LL.











Sometimes certain shapes are very arousing for us guys LL, and this proud pair that belong to Rosie certainly did that! Not sure how you would describe their shape, but they were lovely to handle and photograph.

The other kinds that are a real turn on are those with puffy nipples or nipples that are upturned, and I have experienced both, quite a few times. In fact in a way I have seen and caressed all sorts of shapes and sizes but, since you LL, no women over fifty. Pretty good going wouldn't you say. They were in a different social class to you in the main ...and in a different class altogether in the other respect. You were very naive and inexperienced you know and, at forty nine when we first met, I was quite surprised. That is probably why you thought my lovemaking was so good. You'll never get to experience that again, that's for sure!







Some women that engage me on a commission need to get to know me, LL. Others need to build a little confidence in my work and to forget that I am behind the camera. Then there are those that quite frankly have no qualms at all in posing for their desired shots. I'm not talking of nudity especially, but confidence in themselves. They need to relax be confident to get the best shots.

Jane, above, was as you might guess one of those who had no qualms, was quite confident and self assured. Hence, as soon as we had completed her lingerie shoot she had no hang-ups over two things. One of course was revealing her very full 'pair' and two inviting me to make good use of them. Never one to pass an opportunity by, I did.

While I had my hands full she relieved me of my chinos and then lay back while I relieved her of her panties. It was just sex again, LL, but a very satisfying end to the shoot and the commission. From memory and bear in mind how many women I have had since March 2004, she was a pretty good lay.

You made me laugh when just after we parted when you said ... 'There are lots of women out there that want to get lay-ed'. You had no idea how true that was or that I had already availed myself of the fact, soon after you strayed.




The above shot was taken France this year. In fact it was taken in an outbuilding at my place near Carcassonne. Another gite client LL. She was vacationing from Normandie. She knew I was on my own that particular weekend and I know she was as her friend went back the day before this photo.

I came across her wandering up toward my home and we started chatting. At the time I was carrying a camera with a telephoto lens attached as I intended getting some wildlife shots. The inevitable came up in conversation LL, which went along the lines of was I a photographer. I confirmed that I was and she, Lucie as I discovered, asked if I would take her photo.

We both thought the rustic surroundings of the outbuilding would be good, so I fetched a couple of lights to enhance Lucie in the few shots I took. She wore a blouse and skirt. I took color and black and white, my preferred medium. While I was changing lens, Lucie had removed her blouse and was in the process of taking her bra off when I turned around.

She had lovely long hair that she had untied from whatever had previously held it up and it tumbled over her breasts. She asked me to take photos of her. I did, as you can see above LL. She had a great pair as you can also see. Even from where I was standing I could see that they were firm and in great shape. I loved the way they were pointed ending in her nipples.

I have to say she had my mind racing and it was all I could do not to let my physical interest show. I needn't have worried on that score because after I put my camera back in its bag, she put her arms around my neck pressing her boobs against my chest which was covered by just my shirt. I could feel her warmth against me. She placed one of her legs between mine within the constriction of her skirt. She said mmmm... I was aroused and that was the reason for her comment.

We kissed and my hands caressed her back. I found the zipper at the back of her skirt and she didn't protest when I slid it dow. I felt her buttocks as my hand brushed that area. What I wasn't prepared for was the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. So when the skirt dropped to the ground, LL, she was totally nude and looked great. My chinos and underpants came off releasing a very erect member from his confines.

Lucie pulled me by my hand to a pile of hay. I can still smell it now - three months on. She turned her back to me and I placed one hand on her breast (they were firm and so lovely to hold, caress and squeeze), she pressed her ass against me and parted her legs. My cock slid into the gap and she started rocking as my other hand, my right I think, explored her pussy from the front. I found her clit and started rubbing it. She was moist and becoming wetter by the minute...or should that be second.

I remember she lapsed into French and said 'Aller plus vite'. meaning go faster. My hood was down her hood and wings wide open and then she said 'Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!'. She had come still standing. I felt it and she most certainly did. I felt her clench her buttocks around my cock and then she was away and laying on the hay, her legs in the air and wide apart, as was her pussy. Very sexy it looked too as I looked down. Oozing liquid, pink and inviting and very open.

I entered her slowly at first and then gradually upped the tempo also slowly. I leaned down as I did and sucked he breasts. She loved it judging by the noises she made. I knelt up and played with her now wet breasts as she looked down toward her pussy as I slowly fucked her. Lucie's face was red with I guess a rush of blood. She thrust upward onto me as I went down on her LL. I am sitting her thinking how hard she made me with that action. I guess I must have filled her from side to side because she commented on my size afterwards.

I knew I was ready to go for the final few  furlongs so thrust into her faster and faster. Her head went back in that hay (I had to pick it out afterwards) and she came again. I was still thrusting as I felt her pussy contracting against me. I think she was reaching a point where she couldn't take much more, but she did and screamed it out when I finally came and shot a full load into her.

When I eventually with drew Lucie was flushed, her boobs still engorged and her pussy well swollen. She was also bathed in perspiration that dribbled down her cleavage when we finally stood up.

I took her to my house and we took a bath together.





Just an opportunity for a quick shot on a small camera before joining her in the shower, LL. Nice company that pair. Taken in a place called Clare in Suffolk...at her place. Another chance encounter with a lady who wasn't getting what she needed. She got it from me. 2004 November.






Golden  and pear shaped this pair. Lovely as I recall. South Carolina 2007 on a business trip to view some real estate. Some of these realtors will do anything to secure a sale!

Seriously, we just got along and she was fascinated by the fact I was British (note not English - half Scots, half English as you know). She was single, at least then she was, so was I. We dined together and she invited me back to her place, where I spent the night in a separate bedroom.

The following morning, a bright sunny day as I recall, she crept into my bed and snuggled up just wearing her birthday suit. Of course everything that then happened went from there and she loved how I satisfied her LL. A bit like you once said that if I got you into bed then all your thoughts of parting would have gone to pot.  The next two days were the same for Jen. She couldn't get enough of me. I was near on exhausted by the end of our time together.

I remember tracing my fingers down that lovely cleavage above, then around her boobs and teasing her nipples. Guess, I'll leave it there and let you imagine our two bodies thrashing around on her beds. yes beds, all three of them.







You may recall that I did two long trips driving across country from here on the East Coast and then back via the southern States.

I was in Minnesota near a town called Alexandria when I had the pleasure of this lady and her delightful pair LL. Another chance encounter, they seemed to fall into my lap just after your time with me. This was 2007. Photography and the fact I am British by birth both played a part. Once Laura knew I was a photographer part of my time she asked me to take shots of her.

We met when I was dining one day around six in the evening. Nothing fancy, just a grill and bar. It was crowded (lots of folk eat early over here LL) and there were few seats. That was when I spotted a lady sitting alone and having the only spare chair in the place.

She was staring out of the window when I approached and asked if I could share her table. She snapped out of her reverie, focused on me and after a little hesitation said 'Sure, sit right down'. So I did. She had ordered it seemed so being sociable. I asked her what she would recommend and she smiled, told me and I ordered it along with a Henry Weinhard (beer LL).

Naturally we go to chatting and she loved the fact I was English, as she put it. WE talked on through our respective meals and beyond while we had coffee and two refills. By now Laura knew of my photography and I agreed to take some shots the following day, for free.

We met up outside my hotel and she jumped in that morning. Laura told me of a good place to take photos. An old abandoned house and stables about twenty miles west of town. Off we set. Laura was dressed in jeans and a simple top that accentuated her curves. I know what I was thinking as we drove along the back road to the place she had suggested, and think she did too as her hand constantly brushed my leg as we continued.

We arrived. She was right it was abandoned. I had looked it up on Google the night before just to check things out. A wooden single storey home with a stable standing back a little way set on a small rise off the road. We drove onto the weed riven driveway and got out. I selected a lens while Laura went up to the house, stood on the rickety porch and turned around. I fired off a few shots of her and then as we wandered and talked I took more.

Laura headed for the stable while I stopped to swap lenses. She disappeared inside. I followed her over to be greeted by an arm and a finger beckoning me inside. As came close Laura appeared in the doorway as you see her above LL. Top and bra gone. jeans open at the top. I took several shots and she disappeared inside.

I followed removing my shirt as I did LL. When I turned the corner into the stable I saw Laura in the gloom her boobs highlighted by shafts of sun coming through the cracks in the stable walls. One more shot. She stood there in just her panties. Her boobs caught in those shafts of sunlight and the crucial areas standing out white from her light tan. I unbuckled my belt. We hardly said anything.

Laura lay down on some old material laid over straw. I stripped to my boxers. She wriggled her panties down over her hips and I took them the rest of the way as she put her legs in the air. Looking down at her and her lovely boobs, I felt myself hardening rapidly, LL> No problems there then or now.

She opened her legs and bent them. I think she thought I would go straight for her without too much foreplay, but I didn't. In stead I placed my head between her legs, used my tongue to separate her 'petals' and sought her 'pearl' with the tip of my tongue. She was moist to wet, but not a great deal. However working my tongue on her pussy caused it to widen and become a lot wetter. The tip of my tongue (remember that LL) stroked her clit until it was quite erect. Laura loved it all and while I was working away down there, I moved my hand onto each of her breasts.

Finally, teasing the very tip of her clit, LL, until she came. As she did I squeezed her right breast real hard. That did it for her she bucked and clenched as she reached her climax. I watched her tummy contracting as she did...several times. Not often I get a woman to have a multiple orgasm but Laura did that day in the Land of 10,000 Lakes.

Making my entrance after her display was relatively easy and her comings had stiffened me to a very erect state. Suffice to say she gasped when I entered her but then went on to enjoy the way I made love to her and when I came she climaxed again.

Later that day I eased her into my hotel room and we spent the night together before I headed further west to more 'adventures'.  There was you thinking that I was pottering around back there in the UK. I smile a lot at that thought and what you lost by your actions.




This is Italy in 2008. I visit most years and certainly did when Ash was alive, but also before we met, as you know, partially.

I was in Bologna in the spring. You never knew much about me did you LL. That was on purpose. After March 2004's revelations on your part, I knew I couldn't wholly trust you so I played my cards close to my chest (and explored a few other chests😋). One of things you observed, but never followed through, was my apparent lack of friends. You couldn't have been more wrong, but I kept them from you, and you from them. Not least because quite a few were and are women.

Martina, above, was one such friend, who I met through business. A quick note of how that came about. Her father's company (he had retired) made signs and emergency lighting. The type you see in offices 'Exit' etc. We met at various financial meetings when she was in the UK. I received several invites over the years but when my first wife was alive I had to turn them down.

After (and a little before) we parted I flew over to Bologna and stayed with Martina. She being Italian and me being a hot blooded male we formed a relationship and spent many happy hours in her bed and mine. You know the one LL.

Many Italian women have nice brown nipples (I speak from extensive experience), and Martina was no exception. She liked to show them off as in this shot taken one morning in Bologna ...and I liked to handle them ...and she liked that too ...very much!







How this encounter happened was just one of those things that pop up and surprise you when you least expect it, and I wasn't expecting anything like this when I called at this lady's home on business.

The shot was taken somewhere in Cambridgeshire in 2005. Going to collect some projections from an accountant friend only to find he was on holiday in I think it was India. I was greeted by his daughter in a bikini. She knew nothing of the projections, but she knew me from previous visits. So, she invited me in for coffee, just the instant kind.

Naturally it was hard not to look at her dressed as she was ... minimally. AS she made coffee she knew I was looking at her bottom which was barely covered. We took it outside and I sat down. She said that she sunbathed topless and hoped I didn't mind if she removed her top. I nearly choked on my coffee.

Before I could utter the top had come off and boy what boobs she had as you can see. Young definitely firm and erotically pointed.. She stood in front of me between the garage wall, as I recall, and the fence you see. and said that I could take a photo if I wished. I did, as you can see.

With her thumbs pushing her bikini bottom lower and lower it was more than a little obvious that she wanted sex. We ended up on her parent's couch. Her legs high in the air and me having shed my trousers caressing those breasts to death, kissing them sucking them and with one hand rubbing her clit. She was as horny as hell, I can tell you LL.

I thought of you that morning then banished the thought . It didn't take a lot to give her an orgasm from my massaging of her clit and pussy and she came very fluidly you could say. Thank God the couch was leather and we had put a towel down! I hadn't done that much but she was quite swollen down there and vey wide and open.

Her legs remained in the air as I slipped my boxers off and she looked at my erection. She took it in hand and guided me into her. A lot of squeaking leather and cries from her and we were done.

I love this photo purely for the fact that she had such fantastic boobs. Bit remiss of me, but I didn't note her name, although I knew it at the time. I think it was Leah. She wanted more, so a week later in Thetford Forest, we took a more leisurely approach....





This was just a cheeky shot taken while I was on vacation in Europe back in 2008. I took the shot, she was cheeky and a teeny bit naughty. That was all there was to it. I sent her the photo, from memory








London and you could say one of my 'larger' encounters. I took this one in 2005, in Hampstead. Miriam had a superb place.  Older, but a beautiful home.

We first met through a Jewish friend I have known for a long time. Ever since my days in Bournemouth in fact. As a result of meeting her at a social event in a London hotel, I agreed, and we arranged, a photo shoot at her home. I already knew she was divorced.

The session followed a familiar line of some portrait and full length shots, all clothed. However, it was obvious from her conversation that she hadn't had a man in sometime and kept returning to the subject, subtly, during that day. After lunch, kosher of course, the photo session took the turn I had anticipated LL.

Ever since 2004 when you strayed, I went my own way. A back up plan you could call it. There was no one more surprised than me at the number of women that wanted my 'services'. To begin with it was the Internet that provided the satisfaction and served the purpose of keeping some very nice and lovely ladies happy. Naturally, some wanted more than just being wined and dined and 'serviced', but after my experience with you LL, I wasn't looking to settle in a hurry any more. The other thing that brought women to me, almost unbidden, was my photography combined with the travelling that accompanied it.

Perhaps one of the most surprising things was being recommended to other people (many of them women) for photographic commissions. That was one kind of recommendation that was made. The other 'recommended' my services to lady clients, by lady clients. That was the really surprising bit. Not that it (sex) was mentioned as such. These women were in a different class socially, to you but their animal instincts and voraciousness was quite exceptional in a lot of cases. You could say they kept me 'up' all night....and day in other instances.

Back to Miriam - we became a regular hook up when the 'fancy' took us and I fancied those great boobs of hers quite frequently. Great pair wouldn't you say LL. The rest of her was pretty good too. Lovely shapely body and boobs I could smother myself in. In another area she was very receptive  and could accommodate the whole of me...

As you know Ll my preference is for tall fairly slim women. On the whole (pun intended) I have achieved that without trying. Women like Miriam above are also on my preferred list. It's good to be hands on with a really curvy woman and we had/ have plenty of that, even now.






This shot was taken on vacation on Maui, Hawaii. I loved her perfectly formed boobs. In case you are wondering the panties are coming off not going on....

Of course, I could describe the rest of what went on, but I'll let you use your imagination this time. Suffice to say this was just a weekend's fun during a fortnight's vacation. Janey had a great body as I recall and it received all the attention it deserved. Another chance encounter with a horny woman.












Finally a studio shot of a lovely young woman taken in Oslo, Norway. She lives in Holmenkollen and we meet up whenever I'm in Denmark on business (I slip over to Oslo, LL - nice word slip in this connection ...so is 'connection'😉). Our relationship, which has been renewed this year, goes back to 2008 and that shoot above.

Ciao
Don't underestimate me.... 
I know more than I say, think more than I speak
 and notice more than you realize

Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©




Miscellany


For LL in the UK

Audentes Fortuna Juvat


This blog contains a miscellany of people, shoots and places LL. I thought you might appreciate a little variety, after all it is the spice of life. It was for me!

As you know, or have realized, I have traveled extensively over the past fourteen years (and before, but not for the same reasons). That travel brought me into contact with many people, especially women, and also photo opportunities. 

Of course photography wasn't the sole reason for my travels. I have extensive business interests around the world and certainly, until the last couple of years, they were often the underlying reason for the trips. Fourteen years ago I was building my 'empire' and so the trips were more extensive and, of course, I lived in the UK back then. Travel to Europe was far easier than from my home in the USA, but the opportunities in my country, the US, are immense.

Long flights afford me a lot of time to compile blogs for you so this is one of several I have put together fairly recently.


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I've started the blog with a shot I love along with Jen who is the subject. It was taken many years ago in 1969 (you were only 15 then - I was 21), so I have had to work on it a little.

I remember that day well. Not having a girl friend of any note at the time, I took myself off to Devon for a week away. At the time I was based in Portsmouth with the Navy and living in single officers quarters, so not that far really.

I met Jen who was holidaying with a few girl friends on the south coast. I don't remember where but have a vague idea it was Paignton. We actually met in Exeter. I asked her out for the day and she agreed. We decided to go to Dartmoor and packed a picnic.

We found a really lovely area, a small copse in the folds of the hills with a stream running through it. It was a hot day and perfect for our day out. I stripped to the waist I recall and dangled my feet in the cool water. Jen went a step further, took off her dress and joined me on the rock I was sitting on. She was in her bra and panties, by then.

You can probably guess the rest. A hot day a nearly nude woman and we were both young with raging hormones, so we made love, I think, twice. Lovely memory.










I have stayed in many hotels worldwide and countrywide in the US. Opportunities arise in this case with a lady who just wanted to be cuddled. She was alone in Washington DC and I was there visiting BJ and a t a loose end until he got back from overseas.

Lisa, that is her name, was staff at my hotel and I guess used to foreign visitors in the capital. Over a couple of days we had reasonable contact in the course of her duties at the hotel. On I think the third evening I wandered into the bar for a Jack D as a nightcap and found her alone at the end of the bar. She said 'hi' and and I joined her, after asking whether she would like company. I'm a sucker for a woman's company and prefer it to men more often than not.

One thing led to another and she ended up in my bed that night. The shot above was taken the following morning  - she said to take it to 'remember' her by and her, as she put it, 'love juice maker'. She certainly flowed, especially after I teased her wide open with my tongue and also made her come. We ended up back in bed with her and the bed moaning and groaning beneath me. Great skin tone, I recall, now I see her again. Lisa was just over thirty and said she really enjoyed our lovemaking, so much she wanted a return match when I was next in town. She got it!




This one LL, is a commission undertaken in Lucerne, Switzerland this was in 2006. I had several clients lined up there on this particular trip, including someone I knew from Newmarket who had moved there.

This lady was the wife of a banker (of course, being Switzerland). He worked in London and here - Lucerne. A guess you could say she was a young wife at 34 and he was in his early fifties if I remember correctly. I was referred to Annagret via a contact in London and gathered the rest of my commissions there via my website then. (not needed now as almost all commissions are via recommendations).

Annagret was neglected sexually, you could say and after taking a fairly formal portfolio for her she moved onto her lingerie and as you can see in the one I have inserted above decided to dispense with it. She thought this particular shot was 'romantisch', or romantic in English. Neither of us would call what followed romantic - it was pure lust on her part and I found the temptation of taking her, as she wanted, hard to resist. Especially after that bra came off. I removed her panties that you can see above LL and we made love on that couch the first time. The second, more leisurely and with a lot more foreplay in her bed.

I never had any idea of what her husband was like and although there was a photo of him by Annagret's bedside, she turned it face down when we slipped under the duvet. Slipping, lots of it followed, preceded with a little tongue work in three critical places.









This lady is a dear friend who I used to slip over the Channel to see quite regularly from 2005 onward. This shot was taken in 2007 near Rouen. Not too much of a drive from Calais. Her names is Ines and we are still in touch as I am with many of the women that have featured in my life ether briefly or for longer periods. That is all bar one - you!

It was always a pleasure (one of your phrases) to reacquaint myself with Ines, and I may well do again, but in particular her gorgeous assets that are on display above. This was taken in October 2007 in the morning.





For the shot above, you will have to switch your mind to New Mexico, USA, LL. Eve lives in a place called South Valley a suburb of Albuquerque, NM. Her place is a little like WLC that I once owned in Florida.

We first met way back in 2007 when I was heading back by road from California, all the way to Florida. Opportunity, a mutual attraction and her fascination with the fact I was British (not English, note), all played a part in my finding myself laying alongside her nude body for several nights. She enjoyed my company and me hers, and she also enjoyed our sex, greatly. If her moans alone were anything to go by I think I got a perfect score ...and indeed scored to the point of being completely drained...of 'juice'



Up close and personal, LL, the way I like it. She smelled great when I took this shot, which followed on from something more formal. Marte is Norwegian and this shot taken in the summer 2005 (note!) came about during a fleeting visit to Bergen. No time at all from Stansted and I was back in time to see a lady in New market for a fun weekend.

The reason for my visit? The Danish pharma company that I am majority shareholder in was looking at spreading its wings into Sweden and Norway and I had set up a meeting with a CEO who lived in Bergen. So I was over there for that reason primarily. It also explains why later in the year I told you I was moving to my London apartment. Business reasons and travel.

However. Marte, a lovely woman in her mid thirties was staying at my hotel and was part of the Norwegian company's team. After the meetings at his house were over Marte and I shared a cab back to the hotel. She lived in Oslo. I always carry my camera and a couple of lenses and did manage to get some good shots while I was there.

The best were the ones I took of Marte in her hotel room, one of which appears above LL. At the time, and now the thought of your boobs and Marte's by comparison passed through my mind. Sadly, for you Marte's one hands down...or rather hands on! They were on a lot too along with my tongue and lips. She loved being sucked while I was inside her, as I recall.

It was and is important that I kept my diary/record/ call it what you will. In it I have recorded the likes of each and every woman I have enjoyed, including you over the years. So for Marte it was sucking and being taken from behind with me standing and of course the obligatory flicking down below with my tongue. The places that tongue of mine has been ... mmmm....
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Talking of way down south, as I was above, I met Gloria for lunch at Ecco on 7th Street in Atlanta one weekend on a flying trip from Naples, Fl. We were bosom buddies after we first met in June 2003 when I had an enforced stopover at Hartsfield Airport. We ended up being put up in the same hotel by the airline, me on my way to Fort Myers and Gloria heading north to Indianapolis on a work assignment. It was all due to a violent tropical storm.

So we buddied up for food and a few drinks as we were both travelling alone. One thing led to another and we ended up sleeping together. She was something else I can tell you LL. A real bucker and a rider with boobs to match and her honey colored skin did it for me. There was one ppink bit but we won't go into that now...although I did then!

This shot was taken in 2006. As I say we had become good friends and we both liked sleeping with each other, lots. That particular weekend I flew up and I spent the weekend with her. I took this shot in her bathroom that weekend. Her butt was just as lovely then as when I first saw it in 2003. I saw it several times over that weekend while she was moaning face down on the bed too....

Georgia on my mind brings forth several images of Gloria and a few other ladies that I have 'known'😉😊. Then there are several Georgina's in the UK, but that's another story or two or three or more.

Thank you, by the way for being the person you turned out to be and the coward. It enabled me to move into and onto a whole different world.











New England. The lake at the back of my place and a weekend guest...2007. Mmmm lovely!







I was on a friend's boat here. just off Santorini with this lady, my friend. 2018.

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 Amalfi Coast Sights and ummm ...Sounds

The next few shots all feature women I have encountered in and around the Amalfi coast.


First up is Josie, an American who was travelling alone and joined me at the only spare table at a little ristorante in the Piazza Francesco in Sorrento. The shot below was taken elsewhere and the car is not ours. 

I was drinking an Aperol Spritz, she had never heard of it so I offered her a taste of mine. Josie liked it so I ordered up one for her, and it went from there LL. She came back to my place (the first place I owned there) styed a couple of nights and we enjoyed each other you could say. Strong legs as I recall!




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The next lady featured in the Fall of the same year as Josie. Her name is Susan, a Brit who was doing a multi center tour. I believe it took in Rome, Florence and a few other places. She was staying in an hotel in the center of Sorrento.

I met her after she heard me talking in English and Italian to a guy at a restaurant I know well in one of those narrow side streets. She tapped me on the shoulder and asked whether I was English and did I speak Italian. I answered in the affirmative to both her questions. Susan introduced herself and asked whether I would help her buy something at a store a short distance away. I did and we talked of course. I'm a natural in that area and it has seen me allowed to enter into some lovely 'situations'.

Susan was no exception. I had no real plans for that day so I offered to show her a few things a lot of tourists don't see in the area. She agreed, so we spent the rest of the morning, lunch and the afternoon together, interspersed with coffee and, toward the end of the afternoon, drinks. I suggested dinner. Susan said her dinner was included in her holiday but I suggested we might do far better at a restaurant I know - my treat for a lovely lady that had made my day.

After I said that she agreed and we arranged to meet up in reception at her hotel mid evening. Needless to say, LL, we had a superb meal served by Luigi a friend  and the owner. The vino flowed, the evening was warm and Susan was flirting with me, to the point that she asked to come back to my place rather than spend the night at her hotel.

We went home, that is my home and had a few drinks under the stars on the patio. Then guess what happened? No guesses required of course - she was horny and was more than ready. Oh what a night, as the song goes ...I had her gasping for more and less at the same time LL, the first time we made love. She had come twice and I was still hard and inside her. That is what I mean by 'less'. I remember her face was so red I thought she might burst a blood vessel but toward my final thrust and ejaculation, she came a third time and rolled her eyes as she did. I thought she was going to pass out! I stayed inside her afterwards - she wouldn't let me 'leave'.

Then we more or less did the same thing all over again in the morning. I have her phone number still - she now lives in a place called Bishops Stortford in Hertfordshire UK.









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Next up is a regular visitor to the coast and also to see me. We re-started our friendship this year. I first met Elise back in 2008 when I was commissioned to undertake a shoot with her. Nothing happened beyond the photography back then. However she is now in her mid to late thirties and we have become quite close. She lives in Milan and visits from time to time at her own place as in the shots below taken this year.

I will leave you to guess how close we are based on the photos and the fact we are only two kilometres apart...

Purely just a friend with ...benefits.






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Last of the Amalfi Coast shots. This is just the daughter of a friend who was enjoying some time on board our boat off Amalfi a few years ago with Ash and I. Happy times.




Last of the Amalfi Coast shots. This is just the daughter of a friend who was enjoying some time on board our boat off Amalfi a few years ago with Ash and I. Happy times.


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The next three shots were taken in Greece but not on Skyros. At the time I didn't own my place there, but had decided to do a little exploration as I had only been to mainland Greece twice before. Once on business back in the 1980's, and once with the Navy.

I was staying in a place that you might call 'out of the way' - Agios Nikolaos on the Chaldikis Peninsula. I loved it. I was a small town almost a  village, the weather was great and sea pure blue. Not only that there were a number of secluded beaches around the peninsula that allowed me to indulge my photography.

Then I came across a lady called Carol. She had a passing resemblance to that other Carole with an 'e', LL.  Deja vu? No, but it seemed like it at the time. She's English, by the way, from near London.

She was travelling with one of those groups, but on her own. By these groups, I mean an organised tour. Carol is quite clever, hence the trip to see classical sites and sights. The day I took these shots she had joined me just for a day of relaxation and because she had seen some of my work in a gallery back in London.

So, there we were on a beach in Greece. Not the best of days but it was very warm. Carol loved the shots. There are far more than these few. What I didn't know but could hazard a guess at was the fact there was nothing undr that dress. I knew she had no bra. That was more than obvious at two 'points'.

My suspicions regarding the panties, or lack of them was confirmed when she slipped her dress off. In some ways LL, I hadn't expected it and in others I had. Carol is an academic and I had the impression sex was the farthest thing from her mind when we talked. But ... on the other hand, no bra told me she was either a bit of a hippie (she wasn't) or she had 'intentions'.

It turned out she had 'intentions' which became quite clear when she slipped out of her dress on that secluded beach in Thesaloniki. I took photos, she agreed to it, and who wouldn't have taken them. She has a gorgeous body and long slender legs. As I took shots, she for want of a better word cavorted on the beach. Holding her own boobs, and fingering her pussy.

She was as horny as hell and all that cavorting had me showing a large erection within my shorts. You don't forget things like that...nor Carol's remark, 'let him out and then let him in', she said. We both laughed and then she was on her back and I was between her legs. My erection stayed the course twce and looking down at her afterwards, I am sure may have managed a third time.
















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I thought I would intersperse a shot of a more formal nature. This one is of Eleanor a lady of class who I know well. This was taken at her Knightsbridge home. Quite close to my place. She also has a place in the south of France. You're not in her league or anywhere near LL.

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This was a brief French sojourn on my meandering travels in 2006. Madeleine lived in this old farmhouse that her parents had left her. It still had her parent's furniture and an old radio etc. They were antiques! But, Madeleine wasn't.

It was by pure chance I came across her, Ll. It was getting toward the end of the day and I was looking for somewhere to saty. I had in mind an hotel, but all I found was villages where I was driving. Then I spotted this farmhouse offering - lit et petit déjeuné - literally bed and breakfast.

I turned in and a lady answered the door who later turned out to be Madeleine. She had a room and looking around I decided it would be interesting to stay and also capture some rustic shots. I said it was a brief sojourn LL. It was, I left the next afternoon, although I had intended to leave in the morning.

It was only after I had moved my overnight bag into the house that I discovered that there was just Madeleine and me there. She rustled up a dinner and it was, naturally, in the French countryside, delicious. We shared the table although of course she didn't know me at all.

We managed to talk, her English being far better than my French, back then.

There was more bed than breakfast, LL. A bottle of wine or two and we ended up in bed together.  But, the first time was on a couch in her kitchen as you can see above. I said a brief sojourn, in Madeleine's case it was brief-less. She couldn't get them off fast enough. I never asked but I am certain she hadn't had a man in sometime. I put that right for her three times and then twice the following day. then I went on my merry way smiling and having put a smile on M's face, too.


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The shots below were taken in Poland in the Spring of 2008. I had several commissions there, but on the day these shots were taken I was having a day sightseeing and generally relaxing. I found myself wandering a park in Warsaw LL with a camera of course.

A short distance from where I stopped to take a few shots were these two ladies were sitting on the grass. they said hello. I said hello. They, thankfully spoke English. My Polish is virtually non existent!. I asked if I might photograph them and they asked whether I was a photographer. I said yes and took one shot which I showed them. Then they agreed to my taking the following shots and a few more. We exchanged email addresses and I sent the photos on to them both. Lots of interesting tattoos ... and in both cases no bras. Interesting - I never asked why, nor did I see the whole tattoos!













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The final four shots were taken in New England, LL. The location is Falmouth, Massachusetts. Lots of lovely white painted picket fences around people's yards there. You would love New England...I think.

The lady is Emma. The shots were taken this summer 2018. As you can see I'm still photographing pretty women. Emma was lovely.

There's a great lighthouse on the shore. I took more of her out there. My reward was not monetary ... Seems I still have quite an appeal in the female world.









Ciao
( Some people make the right decisions and...some don't)


Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Travelling Man


For LL in the UK

I guess it never occurred to you LL, that by being in, and traveling to, different places enabled me to entertain, if that's the word, quite a few women.

Here's a small revelation. I first met Carole in June 2004 - the one you were jealous of. Did you really think I would not react to your behavior? You were very mistaken, if you did.

My travels to you were uninterrupted. My travels back weren't. 

I had stop offs over the border in Scotland, in Cumbria, Northumbria, Yorkshire, in Nottinghamshire and Lincolnshire, apart from when I arrived back in Norfolk. Of course, I didn't stop at each every week, but varied my calls on the various ladies depending on their 'demands' and my fancy. It was hard turning some down some weeks, I have to say. I could have spent the whole week with various of them and I wouldn't have gotten home!

Some weeks I ducked out completely, as I had women I wanted to see in London, Kent, Sussex etc. Then there were my midweek journeys to Denmark, Sweden, Belgium, Holland, Germany and France. I was far busier than you ever knew - photographically and ... in bed, out of bed and indoors and outdoors. 

You were reserved for the weekends as I still thought you might have committed. What a vain hope that was! Strange thing was (back then), you were the only one I had a strong emotional feeling for.

After you went your way, I continued seeing lots of women. Some friends, some clients, some pure encounters. My travels abroad and to, my now home, of the USA, allowed me even more opportunities to 'savour' a variety of women. Most fell into my arms .... and bed. There are a lot of frustrated, unsatisfied and horny women 'out there' LL, and a lot who fancy an older man.. 

It wasn't difficult to have several women in New York, others in Boston and New Hampshire, to say nothing of Florida and a lot of the places in the States I traveled to, or through. In Europe  - well that was the same. From Sweden to Greece, from Spain to the UK and from Poland to France. The tales I could tell you are legion. Beats your weekends of food and soccer, by a mile.

You could have led an exciting life, but you were, and are, unimaginative, boring and stuck in a rut.

That was your choice, and you really did make the wrong one .... as you said yourself in 2006. You could have changed it then, but were too cowardly.

What follows are shots of some of the women I encountered on my travels over the years. It will make you think LL, as have, I guess, my previous blogs.






Sailing to a beautiful destination. This was taken in Italy - where else, with such a hot blooded woman.

Unlike most women she had removed her bikini bottom half before the top. Voracious wasn't the word LL. She may have been in her thirties, but she could teach you a thing or two. She wanted sex of course. I did too, but I also wanted some photos.

Why the bottom first? Because her top could be seen if she removed that. We went below decks (we were moored up and I had shut the engines off). Below decks, that is a more than appropriate term. She said her lips needed licking before they became dry ... not the ones on her face!

Off the French Riviera coast in 2008.






A photo shoot in The Netherlands March this year. The usual stuff - portraits formal wear, casual wear and lingerie. It might sound boring, but every shoot is different, every person different (I do take photos of men and children too). I reckon about 70% of the women I shoot come onto me, so you can work out that I have hardly been 'lacking' over the years.

In this case, we had finished the day's shoot and Nina had put a robe on over her undies. I started to pack my stuff away ready to leave.. Nina returned from her bedroom stripped her robe down to the waist and I took the shot above. I didn't ask, LL. She was posing so I went ahead. From there she moved to full nudity and from there we later both moved to her bedroom.

Quite a while after everything, I remember she asked whether she would get a discount now! I recall we both laughed. I gave her discount on the original invoice.
















California was full of women and this woman was pretty full in the breast department. Her name is Victoria. I only had a small camera with me that day in 2007, so the quality isn't so good....but she was.

Or rather she was very naughty, very. Happy thoughts of a misspent (?) afternoon.













Old friends on offer. I was in the bath between her legs, hence the close up. Her legs were around me and I was 'standing' proud. London 2005.












South Carolina in 2006. I own an hotel there LL and have done since 2009. However this is a little before that, but in a nearby location. Good old Southern property owned by my friend above. Pool was a little old but serviceable.


Julie, a divorcee was a lot younger and very 'serviceable'. We've had some fun times together over the years LL. Not all in bed, but bed was grrrreat.



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The next few shots are portraits from all over.

London 2005






Limoges, France 2006





Newmarket, Suffolk 2004







New York, USA 2007







Norfolk, UK 2004





Austria, 2007






Italy, 2007






Italy 2007





Santa Fe, New Mexico






London 2007

You can guess what followed and we had already had 'afters'!!




Kent, UK 1965













Cheltenham, UK 2007















Maidenhead, Berks UK 2008

The only thing cooking that morning was us. Something about making love in the morning when you are both rested makes for a great romp, and we have had a few of those LL. Last one was at my place, when I was in London earlier this year.

She still has a thing for me, even though we both moved on. Bit naughty, as she now has another half, but she told me that I am the better lover. Like to share what I have and not be mean with it. I'm now single again of course and intend remaining that way.
















2005, Norfolk UK. This is one of the three Kim's I have known - in both senses of the word.  Taken at her place one Tuesday. She had just gotten back from Spain, hence the tan. Divorced, but now remarried. I think Kim married again in 2013.

Needless to say, we weren't undressed just for the hell of it and I won't describe what she was looking at. As you know a woman likes to be desired, and my desire was showing at this point.


















Essex 2004 - need I say more








London 2005

My then apartment and one of my then lovers. Her boobs were on a par with yours LL, but much younger and firmer. She was a great lay and we had a regular meet up for sex whenever I was in London, even just for the day.














A shoot in a property I owned in East London. This was the lingerie stage. I didn't expect Emma to go that far, but who was complaining. We did it standing, which was quite something. Luckily she was quite slight, so lifting her so she could wrap those lovely legs round me was relatively easy.

We finished up at my place, which wasn't that far away. By finished up, I mean we made love again, in my bed this time. Mmmm lovely thoughts of that day.















Greece 2007, but the lady is English and my guest. Between boyfriends, she said she wanted to go on holiday but didn't have anyone to go with. Would I go?

On the young side, but a younger friend of a friend who had said I had a place in Greece. We had met before with others and chatted, so we knew each other. By the time the holiday was over we knew each other intimately. Another very satisfied 'customer' LL. Her best holiday ever, she said...I remember someone saying that once before....about Sorrento.























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Californian in 2007 who had a job for me. Rubbing that sun tan lotion in. I'll say no more, but it was a real pleasure to oblige her...twice.















Essex again 2006. A selfie of sorts, sent so I would remember where I had been and what I had explored! Things got a lot better elsewhere, after that encounter in January 2006.
















.....and they didn't get much better than this. A very classy lady who needed some daytime distraction and I provided it, regularly. Kensington 2008. She only lives 'up the road' from my home, so we still see each other from time to time to satisfy our 'needs'.












A commission with 'benefits'. Boston 2008.















Paris 2018. French woman.

They aren't going on. They're coming off. You can guess the rest LL. A near-ish neighbor who has a penchant for the older man, especially a wealthy one.

Great little boobs firm, young and puffy nipples lovely. Will have to go back. I know her needs are almost constant.









Photo shoot in London. Early start as I recall. I had another shoot in Berkshire that day out beyond Windsor. A younger lady this time who was involved in the London theater business and wanted some shots for her portfolio. This wasn't one of them!

She reappeared from her bedroom like this (above), and just said 'have we got time'. No need to explain what she meant, as she removed her shoes. As you can see she has a lovely body LL - still has, and I can confirm that

What a great lay she was and is. That day I took her from behind first, at her request, my hands full with those lovely firm breasts, squeezing and caressing as she bent forward on the bed and allowed me 'in'. Smooth as silk and well lubricated, she was real wet. Nice tight fit which gave us both pleasure and no pain.













All I will say here is an Iranian lady, but a British national of quite a few years standing. She preferred laying down though, legs akimbo. London 2007














Some ladies love suspenders and think they are sexy to men. Maybe they are, but I can take them or leave them LL. The night I took this photo was in October 2005, on the way home from helping you clear your larder.

I knew what you were up to behind my back of course, so I had the need of a fairly anonymous lay to vent some of my anger. I stopped off in Barnard Castle and got chatting to the woman above at the place I decided to stay. She was on her own, up on business in, I think, Darlington. I was on my own so we got together. Jackie was her name, a Yorkshire lass from the Leeds area.

No beating about the bush from either of us. We ate, we had a few drinks and had sex, both the night before and the morning after. Then we both went on our merry ways. Both satisfied and both de-stressed, each with a smile on our face.















This shot was taken in Mississippi in 2008.. Beautiful black woman called Aurelia. She is a fashion model. This shoot was for her only. In case you are wondering LL, what you see is all she was wearing and she wasn't shy about taking it off.

Her house is behind me, behind the camera. I remember it was real hot that day. I stayed over too ... miles from my next port of call, if you follow. Lucky, lucky guy.





Same lady as in the previous photo but this time as you can see she really is naked beneath her sheer outfit. Love both photos. Happy memories























La belle France. Where else LL, and an English companion to keep me company and half the bed warm. We stayed in this delightful place for, I think, four days. It was quite near Mont Saint Michel in Normandy.

We did quite a bit of exploring and not all of it out and about.. She had tremendous boobs. Ones that you could never tire of as a man. I guess she still has, but now she is two children  up from those days. Really nice woman was Sarah. Oh ... it was summer 2005 LL. Think on that.















I stopped off near Grantham on one trip back. Gina (Georgina) and I had been in touch via that website we both used LL. This was a Monday afternoon in 2004, about a couple of months after you revealed your infidelity.

We met at her home and she led me up the garden path literally. Ostensibly to look at a view, but the view was the one you see. She allowed me to take this photo. Gina slipped her top off her shoulders - both of them revealing her lily white boobs. Not sure if you know Lincolnshire LL, but in parts it is very flat with isolated houses. Gina's was one of them.

She looked at her boobs looked at me and wiggled her tongue - the message was clear. I took them in hand flicking her nipples with my tongue until they became quite hard. Her skirt came off and we found ourselves on some old cushions in the large shed at the top of her garden. She had nothing under the skirt ... well apart from the obvious, which also received the tongue treatment until she shouted out her climax, quite volubly. Then we were down to the real business.

Like many of the women I met LL. It went just like that. They often couldn't wait. The urge within them just taking over. In Gina's case it was pretty good and we had conversed lots before we met up. When you asked, on occasions, why  I didn't reply on that website immediately, it was because I was talking with others like Gina. Sorry, but you were the one who broke the trust between us. You know what they say 'They that sow the wind, will reap the whirlwind'.













Believe it or not this was very close to you LL, very close. An hotel room was what I had in mind, but in the end we went to her place. She was a willing and randy staff member. It brought a whole new meaning to room service. I grabbed this shot on my phone. Boobs were OK to photograph she told me, but nothing more, although shortly after this shot I got to see it all. One evening's romp and a bed put through its paces again in the morning, a hearty breakfast after a shared shower and I was on my way south again.

She was in the bar when you handed the ring back, and saw just about everything. I'd been chatting with her beforehand and told her why I was there. So there you go. With your/my ring in my pocket I went to my car and followed her to her place. Quite close to yours in a manner of speaking. Have to say that her boobs and body were firmer, younger and altogether more attractive than what you displayed.

Thinking about the way you look now, looking wouldn't be top of my list ... or anything else.













Italian, hot and very sexy. Taken in 2007, LL during my extended stay. I took this laying on her bed. The necklace was all she wore and I stood and undid that for her after taking some photos.

Naturally, we went from there. I think I kissed her neck and cupped and squeezed those gorgeous breasts and teased her nipples to attention. The rest involved her lying on her back, legs in the air and our pink bits joining together in a fluid liquidity. I do remember she liked it hard and fast first time. She was another Gina, but an Italian one of course. We still email.



















This was a commission I undertook while in the Indianapolis are, Indiana in spring 2005. At least is started as a commission. The day after I landed (from Florida) I went to her place, and took portrait shots etc. I had four days in the area not counting the day I landed and went to see a friend overnight in Muncie, after the shoot that involved Abigail. While I was out there Abby emailed me and said she would like some further photos.

You may wonder how I gained contacts like Abigail. Easy really. I have a website, I have lots of contacts and intros, via recommendation and in her case. I also knew her brother who was working in the City in London.

I went back the following day, after I had driven back from Muncie and skirting round the city on I-465, the beltway around Indianapolis, to Abby's place. I wasn't sure what she wanted photographically, but I had enough gear in the hire car to cover most eventualities.

I soon gained an inkling when she opened the door to me in a bathrobe wrapped tight around her right up to her neck. I think we had coffee and then she said she wanted some more intimate poses just for her. I said that means, I will have the originals. She said that's fine. I'm sure you have seen lots of women. I just smiled, LL.

Anyway what it came down to was her removing her robe to reveal the lacy affair you see above. She wore a thong but that came off shortly after.

I took this shot and a number of others before she removed the 'garment' you see. The rest as they say is 'history' LL. Rather like you.

















I think this shot taken in France tells you all you need to know about my stay with Heloise. Gorgeous isn't she. This was taken in 2008 near Orléans.



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The following sequence of shots were all taken on location in Norwich at one of a series of terraced houses I had acquired and was renovating back in 2005 (these were part of the properties I didn't tell you about until after we parted). My willing participant in the shoot (and other activities) is Suzy (Susan), LL.

As you will see the floors had already been stripped back and sanded down, and the walls painted. Some old furniture remained, which provided useful props for our morning of fun.

Suzy, was someone I had known for ages. She had been on my staff at one time, but changed jobs some years back. She heard I was widowed and so contacted me LL. We met for coffee and she expressed her sadness at my loss. We chatted and then met again several times, merely for lunch or coffee and often in Auberge in the mall. It was when she discovered that, apart from real estate, I was quite a good photographer she suggested the shoot that you see, in part, below. We both thought the location was a good one and it was arranged that I would pick her up one Saturday.

Nothing had been said about nudity and I didn't give that aspect of any photographs too much thought. When she worked in my office, Suzy liked to wear figure hugging tops in the summer and she was often the subject of conversation by my male staff. She did look pretty good most times, but back then I was married - not yet widowed.

As you can see, Suzy had other ideas about nudity and when she showed up she made it plain she wanted some nude shots. She posed in all sorts of positions, displaying her assets to great effect. She knew what she was doing and so did I.

Then we did it twice there LL and once later at my place. Back, front then at home with Suzy on top. Great Saturday and it didn't finish there. Beat driving north for four plus hours to get something a little inferior!























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My dear old London studio, the old leather chair and couch. Both had seen a lot of 'action' and this particular day in 2006 was no exception. What red blooded male could refuse those breasts and all they brought with them!
















A remote beach in Connecticut 2007, early morning, the paper and a flask of coffee what could be better. Well actually the opportunity for a little skinny dipping with this beautiful creature. She was in the surf when I arrived on the shore, so I didn't know she was completely naked at first.

Thee was no one else around. I went down to the surf line in my swimmers and plunged in. It was cool and took my breath away for a minute or two. I could see her head on the water about a hundred yards away. She waved and I did too. Slowly she drifted toward where I was having a swim, parallel to the beach. Then she was within talking distance. I stopped swimming and so did she. We both said 'hi' and she said she thought she had the place to herself, as she never saw anyone there that early.

She came closer, her hair clinging to her head and her shoulders visible above water. I still thought she was wearing a bikini, but then when she was real close and the water calmed a little I could see she was naked. I backed off to give her privacy.

She just swam right up to me, put her arms around my neck and pressed her body against mine. She kissed me LL, all salty and wet. Her only words were 'shall we?', as she thrust her hand inside my trunks. We waded ashore, me following that lovely ass up into the low dunes further up the beach. To be honest, I couldn't wait. Following her had aroused me loads. In among the grass and dunes we made love and to be perfectly honest it was great. She was far younger than most of my conquests, but it seems I satisfied her fully and she did more than the same for me. We went back into the sea and cleaned up, dressed and went our different ways.

Until the following morning and we didn't bother with a swim first. I left later that day and headed up the coast on my travels and to new encounters ....


Ciao
( Some people make the right decisions and...some don't)
Audentes Fortuna Jatuv


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