Holland Park

For LL in the UK

This blog has a tenuous link to Helen mentioned in my blog Four Points of Interest, in that Melissa was a lady I met at a dinner party in the company of Helen in 2007.

By then my entree to the London social circle had been well and truly established leading to many commissions and...many opportunities. As I have said before LL, you would be surprised at the antics of people in such circles of which I count myself as one then and now.

Melissa knew of my skills with a camera from other friends in our circle in London. So much so that she asked if I would conduct a shoot for her...just her. She lived then in Holland park which, if you don't know its location, is close by Kensington and Knightsbridge. I was to conduct the shoot at her home - she was divorced back then, just.

Given her divorce she told me she felt free and her desire was for a shoot in the nude. I agreed of course. Who wouldn't given how attractive she was.

On the day in question I set up two cameras on their tripods with two different lenses, plus at her request a video camera on a third tripod. As I was in the final throes of the set up and had checked all the camera settings Melissa appeared from her dressing room in a silk dressing gown. that in itself was quite sexy as it hid little, clinging to her naked body beneath. She asked me if I was ready. I confirmed I was and took a few test shots of her in her gown and then she slipped it off revealing, as she did, her lovely body as shown in my shots below.

I guided her through various non sexual poses capturing her beauty, hopefully, as I did. The video camera wasn't running, but I had an inkling why she asked me to bring it and set it up....and I was right, LL.

As the shoot progressed she took to her bed and posed there. Below are a few shots of that stage of the day's shoot. I am sure you will agree, LL, that Melissa is a gorgeous lady. Her body was pretty well perfect and her breasts, well they speak for themselves in the shots

I gues the bed and her nudity and a predisposition to have sex got the better of her and she started on some very sexy poses opening up her legs and her pussy. That was when we decided to turn the video camera on and when she said for me to strip off. I made sure the video was running and focused then discarded my chinos shirt and boxers.

The first of Melissa's  poses below was more than enough to get my blood flowing LL and guess where some of it ended up!I loved the way she had her hands strategically placed over her pussy and the way she gave even more prominence to her great breasts...great in more ways than one...or two.

I continued with the camera's with some difficulty as M turned over, revealing all and knelt with butt and pussy on full display. I felt like mounting her right then and I was ready, if you follow. I did step out from the camear and caress her thighs for a short while but she told me to wait and I was happy to do so. All the time the video camera was running.

Melissa was a great tease that day, but I like a woman who teases a man and I found it very arousing. M for her part was fascinated watching my erection as I moved around the room from camera to camera. Then she went a step further and revealed her pussy from behind while she lay face down on the bed.

I guess some men wouldn't have held back at that point, but I did. One of my tenets is to always be considerate to my women....unless they cross me, like you did! I held off although as I said the desire was overwhelming.

By the time the shots below were taken Melissa was very horny and I mean very LL. The temptation to, for want of a better phrase, 'go for it', was enormous...and that is not the only thing, apart from her boobs, that was enormous. Crunch time was fast approaching when I took these last two shots

Crunch time was fast approaching when I took these last three shots. Maybe that isn't quite the phrase, but it will do given the meaning means to work hard and fast.

Melissa was finally ready and allowed me to take these very intimate shots below before.....

Take a close look LL. In a way, you can't do anything else, can you😝. I won't describe in detail our lovemaking/sex, call it what you will, but Melissa was pretty energetic and experienced. We nearly wore each other out that day. Look at the photo above and imagine me entering that pleasure gateway. Although this occasion was well after you went your way, it should serve as a reminder to you of the many pussy's I have entered, including a good number while we were still together.

Many of those that encompassed my erections during your time were, sad to say, better than yours, as were the bodies that went with them. Some were quite close to home....yours that is, not mine. I reckon if you had known you might have tried to 'kick me out', but I was only equalling things up and getting my own back at the time.

When you continued seeing other men, my sexual encounters turned into a very pleasurable habit, which apart from my marriage to Ash, I have continued even since Ash died. Not difficult LL as I have all these past contacts and a fair few present ones. Helen is amongst them.

She still lives in Holland Park, we have met up in Cannes and Switzerland and of course we are near neighbors with me living, when in London, close by in Knightsbridge. I've come a long, long way since your time with me. Sadly, for you, you have barely moved from where you were way back in 2005. Just shows that you should have changed your mind when you could, in early 2006. Far, far too late now.

As I told you many moons ago, I wasn't going anywhere when we were together. Unfortunately you did. If there are winners and losers in our past situation, then you are the loser....big time.

Ciao

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

Four Points of Interest

For LL in the UK

The theme here is fairly obvious. It is all about legs, thighs boobs, butt and beyond!

It also about letting you see, as I have in all my other blogs, how little I needed you. Quite frankly, after you wouldn't commit I began to think you were only with me for my generosity and the sex you craved. I was prepared to give you the benefit of the doubt as I was, then, very fond of you. That went out of the window in March 2004.

I reckon I did a pretty good job of keeping my 'activities' from you. I had to keep secrets in the past, although not of this kind, so I guess I had some expertise.

Think of all those women I caressed, fondled and had sex with while I was with you LL. Think of my hands on your body, sometimes within a day of caressing another, both before and after my visits. Despite my little 'campaign' I didn't and don't hate you. I feel sorry for you. For your poor judgement and what you have lost out on. Once, I think, I even loved you.

Me, I'm rolling in it. Nothing very much is beyond my pleasure or reach these days.

The ladies below are some you have seen before and a couple or more that you haven't. As to whether I had the pleasure of them, read on ....

Sanibel 2006

Janie at my place on Sanibel. Yes, if you are wondering. Of course we did and still do! Suits us both as singletons. Whenever we feel the need or urge.

Your life is dull by comparison. I know ... from my Cumbrian contacts.😉

London 2005

A London lay and Charlotte was always up for that. On second thoughts that is probably ...down for that or bending over, depending on her preference. On this particular day her preferred entry was from behind and I had a lovely ass and boobs to hold onto.

Sorry but you had this sort of thing coming (now there's a word) ever since your straying in March 2004. 

Woodbridge, Suffolk 2005

A bit of kitchen cleaning, perhaps? The rubber gloves were Alison's idea. I thought they were rather be-coming...so did Alison at least that what she said when I stopped photographing. As I don't like to disappoint a lady, I made sure her wish was met ...twice.

Another hook-up via the net LL. I had quite a time during those days of using dating sites. It was easy for me and easy for the ladies. Of course there were some that didn't gel, so I normally moved swiftly onward. Having, in both senses of the word, around three to four on the go at a time, including you, wasn't unusual. They didn't know about the other women, although if I discovered there was another man in play, I moved on...like I did with you, and you never ever knew.

Incidentally, Alison had no panties on when I took the shot above. Shortly after she had no bra on either and had moved from the vertical to the horizontal. The rest I am sure you can guess.

Just so you know, I was with her after I got back from my last visit to you in October 2005. 

London 2006

Jenny liked to show her 'uplift' off, with or without her bra. This was one of my younger neighbors near my apartment in London. I met Jenny when she moved to the complex the year before. Not in the complex but at a nearby cafe. She was alone and I was occupying the only table with a free chair.

I remember she looked around, looked at me and the spare seat and hesitated. I smiled and made a gesture with my hand to feel free to share the table. Well LL, as you might guess, from there things moved forward a little. It seemed Jenny was still unpacking her stuff so I suggested I lend her a hand. That was  2005 and she accepted as she didn't know anyone bar her work colleagues who lived all over the place. I hasten to add that I showed her my place first so she knew where I lived (mostly and to put her mind at rest.

After a day sorting her stuff out, I left her clothes for her to deal with, we showered at my place and I took Jenny out for a meal. Apart from the occasional meal, Saturday morning brunch and a few walks that was about it. I liked her - she seemed to like me. Then she discovered my interest in photography one morning when she bumped into me on the river taking photos. Lots to take along the Thames LL, especially around the City.

That was when things started to get a little more, shall we say personal. Jenny asked me to take some photos of her. On that morning I took a few 'snaps' on the river and she liked them. I agreed to take more indoors at her place and a week later on the weekend, I turned up at her place with my 'equipment'. You'll understand shortly why that word is in inverted commas!

I never know what to expect with the women I photograph and Jenny was no exception. She seemed to me to be a morally correct lady with boundaries. Not that I had tested them, it was just an impression. Turned out my expectation was totally wrong.

First of all when I arrived that Saturday morning in 2006 she was in a dressing gown, then secondly, she wasn't. She just shrugged it off while I sorted my camera out. My first shot was the one above. I rather liked the contrast of the green and black of her panties and the black bra against her skin tone. Those panties had been pulled tight so the outline of her pussy was more than apparent. Difficult to keep my eyes off that area and her boobs, LL, being the highly sexed guy I am.

More shots followed. First of all with no bra. Her uplift was almost the same without the bra as it was with LL...delightful. Then without her panties. I wondered what I had done in my life to be treated with her beauty. Then I stopped wondering as she took me by the hand to her bedroom.

She told me afterward that she thought I was kind, caring and altogether a lovely man. Not the first or the last to say so. They were their words LL, not mine.

We made love and got to caress that lovely body and enjoy it fully. Jenny enjoyed me too, so much so that when we could our lovemaking became quite a regular occurrence. Jenny is still around and still in touch ... although she is fourteen years older now and looking better than ever. 

Italy 2006

What can I say her about Martina except that she loved sex and was always up for some 'play' whenever I was in Sorrento. This is her at my place, pretty much nude. No panties, no bra and no inhibitions. I was sitting on the bed when took this lovely shot.

I should explain. Martina was on my staff as part of the housekeeping brigade. The other women were a lot older (it's a large place). She was quite a flirt and I am inclined that way too, so it wasn't long before we were in bed together. Nearer my age although eight years short of where I was then, she was very good at arousing me before we even made it to full intercourse. I'll leave this one right there. We only 'did it' a couple of times in 2007, anyway LL.

Wyoming 2006

This is a whole different story LL, and an unexpected one. In fact my whole experience in the great State of Wyoming formed the basis of one of my books. I guess you will recall I drove across America that year through the northern States and then back through the southern ones. It was quite an adventure with lots of encounters with my fellow citizens, male and female. My encounters with the female citizens are what concern us here though.

There aren't many folk in Wyoming so places are fairly far apart leading me to make stop-overs when I could. The shot below will give you some idea of the country and how empty it is. A good part is taken up by the Rockies. - in the background of the photo. Breathtaking place LL




I was travelling north from Cheyenne, heading for Idaho, eventually, on 26. I decided to stop off and find somewhere near Casper. At that point I had already spent more than a week in the State visiting Yellowstone, the Grand-Teton and Shoshone National Parks.



I eventually found a place, not an hotel but a series of lodges/cabins set among conifers. I only intended stopping off for two nights, partly to take a break, partly to get back among people and partly to have a look around Casper. The lodges were someway out of town, which suited me.

I drove up a long-ish driveway to what seemed to be the office. A Native American  guy stepped out as my vehicle crunched to a stop on the gravel by the building. His name was Richard, he told me. I introduced myself and said I wanted to book a lodge for a couple of nights. Fall was approaching. He told me they were winding down for winter but he guessed two nights would be OK. He said he would check with the owners.

A phone call later he told me it was fine and to pick my lodge, the two a little higher up were still ready to let, the others had been readied for winter. I chose the one whose veranda faced the morning sun. He gave me a key and I headed up there.. It was beautiful there LL. Great views to the east, no view of the highway below and nice and quiet if you discounted nature. I unpacked then went down to the office to grab a coffee (free in places in most parts of the US). No sign of Richard.

I stood looking at the view, coffee in hand, when I heard the gravel crunch lightly somewhere over my right shoulder. I expected Richard, the Indian guy, but it was a young woman in her thirties...Julie. She said 'Hi' and that I must be the English guy that had just checked in. I confirmed that I was he, sure enough. We talked a little. Julie asked where I came from and why I was in Wyoming. I explained that I was travelling from one coast to the other and back again.

I asked her if she owned the place. She said that it was owned by her parents but they were on vacation in Florida. A little more chat and I went back to my car telling I was heading into Casper to get something to eat. We said goodbye and I left.

The city turned out to be larger than I had expected and there was a fair amount to see. I spent the rest of the day, almost, there. By late afternoon I had enough and headed back. I sat on the veranda for a while. It was sunny and the views were great. I had coffee, milk and some food for the next two days and a few bottles of Sam Adams. I used that time on the veranda and nearby, to take some photos I heard someone approaching from above the cabin. It was Julie taking what I guessed was her dog or her parents for a walk.

She stopped on her way down, admired my camera and asked was I a photographer. I told her I was trying to be.

Being 'accosted' by younger women, in the nicest possible way, incidentally, became a regular feature of my trip and indeed my life since March 2004. One such is Julie, above, although I never once expected to be taking a photograph such us the one above (and others, more revealing!) when I first met her.

To cut a long story short, LL, the next morning bright and early she turned up at my cabin with two coffees dressed in a track suit. I answered the door in my boxers having just thrown my gown on. Julie said 'Good morning....room service', grinning from ear to ear. Then promptly unzipped her top sat on my still warm bed and stripped her track suit bottoms off. I just stood back for a moment and watched.

All she wore under that track suit  was what was best described as a G-string...as you can see above. I can't say I hadn't scanned her body before, but she surprised me with the generous size of her boobs and she surprised me by turning up at my cabin at 7.00 a.m.! Somehow when she stripped down to that G-string, handed me my coffee and sat there near naked drinking hers, I wasn't so surprised.

Sex was on offer from Julie and sex is what we had. She climbed into or rather onto my bed as I lost my gown and boxers pushed her gently onto her back and when I did she opened her legs wide. The G-string had a fastener at the side so that disappeared too revealing her moist pussy. Attractive as the thought of knocking at that particular door was, I concentrated on those lovely breasts and after some attention that is exactly where her nipples were...at attention.

I leaned down and favored and savoured them with my mouth. Julie, meantime was working on my erection and made her hand and my tip...sticky.  She used me to arouse her clit while I was doing this LL. Then I headed downward and head between her legs I brought her to fruition and a climax using my tongue. Stroking her little erect appendage until it could take no more and her body convulsed and let go her orgasm. While she was still in the throes of that I entered her.

Her moans, her groans her mmmm's and her shouts told me that my actions were giving what she had undoubtedly sought when called on me. The whole thing was repeated the following day as well. Rather nice rising, in both senses of the word to a lady as lovely as Julie. We were ships that passed in the night. I never saw her again except via Skype and in more recent years, Facetime.

On that third day I kissed her goodbye and headed north for Idaho.

Hotel - Leeds 2004

I don't even remember her name LL, but I do remember that she was the second woman I had that day, after getting to my hotel from the first. All on the way back from you.

The one before....appears below. Read on.....

Kendal, UK 2004

There's an expression - having your cake and eating as well, LL. It wasn't Kendal Mint Cake either!

That was the case here, although "Part Two' wasn't planned. The first part was. Driving south from you that Monday morning, down to Kendal was definitely planned. On the Wednesday morning of the same week I was due to meet a third woman on business, in Leeds, but that's another story.

I had been chatting to the lady below online and on the phone ever since March of that year....for obvious reasons, LL. Younger than you yet again, I seemed to attract women that were a lot younger. The reasons were several and varied according to the woman, I found.

Some enjoyed my generosity, others the company - they were lonely - others because they had been separated, divorced or were single and wanted to get laid. In fact they all wanted to get laid, some were more slow in coming round to it and, being a gentleman, I waited until they were ready.

When I finally arrived at Louise's I was quite surprised at where she lived. It was a lovely older house with hints of the Arts and Crafts period about it and she turned out to have something of an artistic bent as well.

Coffee, lots of talking and a light lunch followed over the next few hours. Once again LL, I seemed to have hit it off with yet another lady. Given her more Bohemian approach to life it didn't take long for her to be tempting me with her body. I took the shot above (with her permission) as she started on the road of enticement....not that I have ever needed any enticement!

From showing me her thighs and butt things moved swiftly to full nudity on both our parts and our retiring to the bedroom where Louise lay on the bed, on her back with her legs wide open and drawn up. Some women are less than subtle when comes to being laid. I reached between her legs as I also stood between them and started fondling her breasts which, while they weren't large, were firm and pretty darn perky sporting two very responsive nipples.

That undoubtedly aroused her as my warm hands encompassed her boobs squeezing their firmness, feeling them harden under my ministrations and touching the tips of her nipples which seemed to send a small shock through her body. Louise at this point took hold of my erection in her hand. She didn't have to wait for it to harden. It was already there, ready and waiting.

She dipped it into her moist well formed from the open lips of her pussy. I remember thinking that she wasn't quite ready for me to insert myself into that honey pot. Louise then asked me to rub her clit. I told her I had a better idea and she looked at me quizzically lying on her back her boobs and nipples all pointing skyward.

 I knelt down between her drawn up legs and started working my mouth and tongue around and into her pussy. Her first words when I started were oh my god! From that auspicious start I led her to an orgasm she had not experienced before LL. Despite her Bohemian approach to life, no man had used his tongue on her in that way.

After she came she was ready for me.....

I guided myself in and from there I took her to her second orgasm of three on our very first, but not last, afternoon in bed together. The third came, an appropriate word in the circumstances, when she rode me. Through both experiences I had managed to hold my seed in abeyance. After L had come that third time her boobs in my hands when she did, she rolled off me panting from her exertions.

I mounted her one last time. She was pretty much exhausted so I held her legs up and open with my arms LL. Then I went full tilt for it, feeling myself squirt with some force inside her. To say we were both more than satisfied would be an understatement.

I liked Louise lots. I liked her freewheeling approach to life, her openness, and I'm not talking sexually here, and personality. She was fun, if a little zany.

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My business meeting followed two days later, after Louise and the lady whose name I don't recall above

Her name was Annette and I had a property to sell. It was the same place my son had occupied for two years in the late nineties when he was working in Leeds. I had kept it and let it, but I wanted to tidy up these odd properties dotted around.

We met that Wednesday morning at my hotel. The woman I had laid the night before had checked out, as had I. However meeting in the lounge was convenient. I went through why I wanted to sell and the various ranges of sale figures that might be expected before Annette took me out to Guisley in her car.

The property was small, but detached. We arrived, Annette knew the area, I had the key so we went in. It was still fully furnished, albeit with furniture of the Ikea standard. Annette told me that it looked good on seeing the ground floor and kitchen and that someone else would come out and measure up if I was happy with the suggested sale price.

We went upstairs checked out the bathroom and en suite the second and third bedrooms and finally the main bedroom. That was when Annette started coming on to me. I was more than a little surprised. Up until then she had been all business, although she had brushed past me and against me several times on our rounds of the property. In particular she made sure her breasts brushed against me when I stood aside to let her upstairs first...and she wiggled her ass a little more than one might expect.

She asked to use the en suite toilet. When she reappeared I was standing by the window. The next thing I felt was her arms around my waist heading for my belt buckle I should explain here that Annette was in her early thirties with what they used to describe as a comely figure. That was certainly true of her breasts that had been straining against her white blouse ever since I had met her. Her ass was equally as nice, having followed it up the stairs.

She had managed to undo my belt LL but had gotten no further. I placed my hands over hers. they were small, I have written in my notes. She knew I was interested. When I turned around she had shed her Jacket and shoes. She wore no panty hose (tights to you LL) She undid my shirt I undid her blouse. I think I had the best of bargain there! She reached up to kiss me and shrugged her blouse off as I lost my shirt.

I reached around her back. She was lovely and warm to the touch and her skin smooth as silk. I was aroused well and truly and she knew it as she pressed her groin against mine. We paused on the kissing as she took her bra off releasing a pair of superb breasts. My hands just about encompassed them. they were great LL and they responded to my fondling and squeezing.

We separated slightly as Annette took her skirt off and I shed what remained of my clothes. As she dropped her skirt to the ground it became apparent that she had lost her panties, or rather removed them in the toilet earlier. Annette stepped back against me and took my hands and placed them on her boobs. A real pleasure ma'am, I think I told her. I cupped them in my hands taking them upward and in doing so rubbing her nipples until they were erect.

Annette wiggled her ass so that my erection slid between her legs and then she arched herself so that I was rubbing her clit or rather she was. She slid against me faster and faster and then she came. I was surprised she could make herself reach a climax that way but not entirely. She said she wanted to be taken from behind and climbed on the bed with her ass in the air and her head down on the duvet.

Just the right level for me to enter her from that angle. I took her hips in my hands and drew her onto me, slowly at first until I was fully inside her. I changed my purchase from hips to boobs. Annette was now on all fours and taking my thrusts with gasps and moans. We both came.

It crossed my mind as we were both getting dressed after cleaning up that her office might think she had been a long time. We hatched a story about my wanting to look at a commercial property and that she had driven me around. Driving back I said it would be nice to take things more leisurely sometime, although the passion and suddenness of the morning was something else.

Annette agreed and said the maybe we should arrange something. We did, and I returned to Leeds and a different hotel on my way back from you LL. In the interim before I returned,, I had phoned her at her office and managed some cryptic conversations that people in her office would not understand if overheard.

We talked about contracting, making connections, smoothing things over, Aga's with good firm erect chimneys etc It was fun.

Then after my next visit to you I was back in Leeds LL

Altogether I managed five women in three days. You on the Sunday LL, Julie Monday, the lady whose name I don't recall and Louise on Tuesday followed by the unexpected but welcome Annette on Wednesday. Beats my record with you of four times in a day.

Boston, Massachusetts 2018

Life didn't stop after you LL, or even during your time. It was filled with.....you know what, good company and a fair bit of beauty. To keep to my vague theme though I would refer you to the lady above and her thighs and butt.

I was treated to this particular sight, one Sunday in Boston last year. Laura does work on book cover designs and had invited me down for the weekend. Up until then nothing other than friendship and business had passed between us.

We had gone out to Saltie Girl on Dartmouth on the Back Bay, the evening before, LL and Laura having imbibed a few glasses of wine was flirting with me on the way back. However, she was three sheets to the wind by the time we returned to her two bed apartment and so I made sure she was OK and we slept in separate bedrooms, as I had on the Friday. Sunday morning, when the shot above was taken in what might loosely be called Laura's study, was a laid back sort of day. I'm not sure what study was done there as it seemed to be in state of chaos.

In fact up until the shot above we had been seriously discussing the title for my next book, which I had outlined to Laura. That was about when she said for me to take some photos of her from where I was sitting. I picked up the camera I had with me. That was when she hoisted her dress come nightie and ask me whether the sight of her butt gave me inspiration. I know I replied perhaps but it was giving me something else!

We joked about titles along the line of 'The Cheek of It', 'The Night of the Ass' etc etc. It seemed Laura was more interested in the second thing her butt had given inspiration to. She stood there in just her panties a few moments later LL and that was the morning settled. We took our coffees and went back to bed and made love, so much so that the coffee was undrinkable by the time we both lay back staring at her ceiling and talking. I stayed the Monday too, but not in the second bedroom.

London 2006

You may recall that my lead employee in the UK was Charlie - Charlotte - LL. She still is, but that isn't her in the photograph above. That lovely lady was a friend of hers that I met at a party way back in 2006. My notes tell me that her name is Amy. I say that LL because there have been so many women since and during your time.

I've forgotten where the party was. Somewhere in Town that I do know. I ended up leaving with Amy who you see above. She was a little tipsy and I intended seeing her home in a cab. During our ride she lay her hand on my thigh and pressed her legs against mine. Her dress was just short of her knees and covered in beautiful patterned panty hose. Amy, LL, told me she didn't want to sleep alone that night and could we go back to my place instead.

What is a man to do? It didn't take more than a moment for me to tell the cab driver to head for my apartment.

Those thighs and what lay between them in the photo above were fully on offer when we finally made it to my bedroom, after some kissing and cuddling. Amy had slipped out of her dress and removed her bra. Similarly, I was down to my boxers LL. She asked me to help remove her panty hose.

I guess they were of a pretty fine denier because as my hands travelled up her legs and then her thighs, they felt like silk. Amy hoisted her butt in the air and I slid my hands beneath and started pulling her panty hose downward. Her panties came with them revealing a small inverted triangle of pubic hair pointing down toward her pussy.

Finally they were off.

Her legs and thighs were, if anything, even silkier than her panty hose, LL. Pure pleasure to caress. Amy's breasts, back then, were small  and very firm with puffy nipples - one of my hang-ups. Love them small firm and puffy, little lady...or rather large lady these days.

Then, well I guess you can guess what happened next, off came my boxers up went her legs in the biggest 'Y' I have seen. The flexibility of youth. I knelt on the bed in the opening of that 'Y' and Amy looked down at what she had invited for the night. I leaned forward on my hands and sucked her boobs....at her request while she used my erection to bring herself on and add to the lubrication that had already formed.

She didn't get to a climax that way as she wanted that when I was inside her. Slowly, we eased ourselves together. I was and still am quite thick in width and her youthful pussy was tight but accommodating. Once we were 'one' it felt great. Her pussy encompassed my erection with a tightness that felt as though she had just come, but she hadn't.

Then the thrusting on my part and bucking on her part began. Very, very shortly afterward she came, brought on by her use of my erection before I entered her. I felt her contracting repeatedly against me and liquid flowing around my cock. Warm fluidity you could call it. Bathed in her juices.

Her moans, LL, had made me harder than I already was and I recommenced my thrusting until Amy came again, mainly due to my coming down hard on her clit. I was close when she said for me to come over her boobs. I did, squirting freely over those small mounds of pleasure. My final 'comings' made it to her mouth.

We slept in each others arms.

When I awoke next morning I was greeted by a wide awake Amy dressed as you see her above. I took the photo on the kitchen and after tea we went back to bed and between those lovely thighs again. This time I treated her to the delights of my tongue in her most sensitive area. Amy for her part then treated my to her way of riding a man. Very sexy, very arousing.

I met her again early this year LL....her breasts have matured beautifully.

Italy 2008

A little to the south of Milan is a town called Pavia. That is where this photo of Sophie was taken. Sophie had recently been active in setting up our small office in Milan. I had flown over to the UK from New Hampshire (from my old home) and then a few days later to Milan to see how the office set up was going. I had several ports of call and this was one of them.

Sophie insisted I stay with her - we were both single back then.

Due to the size of her apartment and our pretty close proximity., we ended up in the same bed for the duration of my stay, a few days in total. Due to the size of her boobs and her passion it was the loveliest three days I have spent in, or near, Milan, LL

It's not that they were large but they were lovely and so was Sophie. Nice nipples and a very accommodating pussy that required lots of attention made those days there one of almost continuous unadulterated sex.

Sophie had an 'appetite' that verged on nymphomania and she wanted that appetite fed with a lot of regularity. For my part, she had a lovely body, great thighs and a pussy you could lose yourself in and I did roughly four times a day three days on the trot. That is to say nothing for what her mouth did for me and my tongue did for her.

I never thought as I grew older that this world of satisfaction would open up for me but it did...just like Sophie's legs!

Near Chelmsford, Essex 2005

I met all sorts during 2004 (after March) and 2005  through the two dating sites I used, one of which you were familiar with. I only did attractive (physically) back then. Social class didn't really enter my thinking too much then, which might explain you!

To some extent it explained why I was 'hooked up' with an Essex girl for a short period. Janice was her name and despite our conversations online revolving around our single status, how that came about, our families etc., she was only interested in one thing and that was getting laid.

Apparently my 'laying' skills suited her admirably, because she kept coming back for more and indeed kept coming. The photograph above was taken in her kitchen on one of my visits LL. There was nothing subtle about Janice Her idea of a meal out was pub grub or a curry, her idea of foreplay was to get down to 'it' straight away. I didn't change her culinary choices but I did introduce to more subtle forms and methods of lovemaking.

Until we met she had been the ' just lay back, legs apart' kind of girl. I put that down to the men she had encountered. By the time we moved on, I had introduced to a whole new ball game - no pun intended!

I won't bother you with the details LL. She had a nice enough body but apart from that we had little in common apart from she wanted to be fucked regularly and I was happy to do so for a while. Janice learned about how a tongue might be used to bring her to a climax, the pleasure to be derived from riding a man and how different it was to be taken from behind. Sixty nine was something she enjoyed greatly too, not having indulged before, nor tasting the fruits of her labours on my erection.

Jan told me that I had awakened a whole new sexual world for her....and this all took place while I dipped into your 'well' from time to time. Food for thought LL, food for thought....

Connecticut 2007

From my first home in New Hampshire to Connecticut on I-9 to 91 takes about three hours by car. Relatively straightforward and that year I had an appointment and a commission in Hartford and near Hartford, respectively.

The commission was for lady connected to someone in the Government. The other appointment, which I combined in that one trip, was to sort a complex insurance situation with my brokers. The former lady is not the subject of this encounter, but one of the latter is.

Her name is Lisa and she worked at the brokers. They were not some small outfit but a rather large operation operating out of Hartford. Lisa, although I didn't know her name at first was on the reception desk. That is where I first met her, greeting me with a big smile and serving up coffee both while I waited and when my broker and i were in discussion.

She was blond as you can see although her hair was up when I first saw her in the broker's offices. Lisa liked my English accent, tempered now by some Americanisms, and she said so. I thought even at that first encounter that she was a bit of a flirt, brush up against me when serving the coffee, bending down in front of me and displaying the top of her boobs and giving a good swing to her hips when she walked away. She knew I was watching as well, LL.

Late that morning, when I had finished up with the broker, I stopped by her desk and thanked her for the coffee. We got to talking a little more and she asked me where I was lunching. I told her I didn't know but I would find somewhere. Lisa said she was at lunch in ten minutes and she would come out to the parking lot and she would show me somewhere.....if I didn't mind lunching with a receptionist!

I followed her car, we had lunch and, before she went back to her office, I invited her to dinner LL. We both had an unspoken agenda...and it had the same items on it....

Dinner came and went and Lisa stayed over at my hotel that night. She came, I came and neither of us went. During one of her 'comings' when she was 'riding' me she asked me to spank her butt. I duly did and she erupted, moaned so loudly I thought we would wake anyone in the neighbouring room and collapsed on top of me. Her long hair nearly smothered me, but that was compensated for by her ample boobs. A pleasure to have on my chest.

I stayed over one more night, but this time at Lisa's where the photo above was taken. Quite a good view of the butt I slapped the day before, I thought.

My insurance visits through 2007 and 2008 had, shall we say, a little extra spice to them after making Lisa's acquaintance and acquainting myself with her very nice 'attributes'

Paris 2006

The shot above is from a commission I undertook in Paris in June 2006. It has been heavily cropped to protect the subject and her female friend. Two nudes in a bedroom, doesn't need too much imagination does it LL, especially when both of them were frisky and up for a threesome.

No names - their husbands are quite well known in France

Norfolk 2004

Sam (Samantha) was the first of the younger women I encountered after your revelation in March of that year, LL. I was a little surprised that she was interested at all, but I learned over the coming months and years (nice phrase that isn't it), that younger women fancy older men for a number of reasons. Manners, money and making love better than their younger counterparts, being just three of those reasons.

She was a friend of Debbie the lady who used to cut what hair I have left (and with whom I had a relationship). One thing has nearly always led to another in my life, since March 2004 LL, and that was the case here. One thing led to another....

One day during October 2004 I was out in Dereham and had bumped into Debbie in that well known supermarket that sits around the corner from you. Sam came along and said hello to Debbie who introduced me. Not as a lover but merely as a regular client in the hair cutting stakes. A quick aside here. I bet you never thought of me having a life locally when we were together. Well I did male and female friends aplenty.

Debbie was on her way out me and Sam on our way in, so we got to chatting. I didn't need much so I walked around with Sam and then helped her load her car. She was just coming up to thirty and was quite the flirty young lady. She asked if I fancied a drink. Alcoholic that is. I said yes and maybe some lunch. I followed her home and then we left for the Canary and Linnet (remember that pub?) Had a nice lunch. I had one beer and Sam had a couple of glasses of wine. She flirted all the way through our lunch together. We talked of course and my fledgling interest in photography came up.  Sam asked if I had my camera. I did. It was in the trunk of the car.

I agreed to take a few shots of her, partly because she was pretty and partly for practice. Flirting was one thing but when we returned to her little home and removed her jeans  and then her panties, as in the sot above, I knew for sure that something more than just photos was required.

Looking at the shots now - just one posted above - reminds me how lily white her skin was and how soft to the touch. Her panties came off revealing that lovely butt of hers. Smooth round and leading to a great pair of thighs. There was an obvious need for me to be equally undressed and prepared. I did so, as Sam took off her jumper and bra. I sat on the edge of her bed.

She came and sat on my lap. This is different I thought. Given she was naked and my hands were on her hips I already had an erection, LL. Her legs were apart, straddling my own. My erection was nestled between her buttocks and legs and....it was wet down there and getting wetter by the minute as she moved to and fro on me.

This is very nice I thought LL. Any thoughts of you were far from my mind as my hands moved up to take her breasts in hand. Hand was the word. they fitted perfectly within my hands and the span of my fingers. I cupped them, took them upward, rubbed her nipples until they were erect.

Sam's boobs were lovely and firm, warm and responsive. Squeezing them was a real pleasure. She raised herself a little on my lap and then guided me inside her, riding me with her back in my face and my hands on her tits until she came. Then we did the whole thing again with her on her back and me coming down on her. She came again and I too came. I stayed that night. Thank goodness my little bit of shopping wasn't perishable.

That night she wanted me to come all over her breasts. I did so with some force. My comings forming and arc as it left me and fell into her cleavage and onto her boobs. I had given her the pleasure of my tongue before hand as well so we were both satisfied. The following morning we made love again, slow and very pleasurably.

It didn't end there LL. I had Debbie and Sam, unbeknown to each, more than several times over the next two and half years.

London 2005

Taking photos of women's butts over the years became something of a habit. I love a good butt, not a fat one or a droopy one but a nice curvy firm one. Jackie's above fell into the latter category. Very nice. I enjoyed a relationship with her from fairly early on from when I first bought my London apartment.

It was an easy going affair. We had fun and sex when the mood took us and when I was in Town in the early days - late 2004 onward. As you can see we used to shop for sexy underwear for Jackie. She loved to turn me on wearing it and watching me 'rise to the occasion', which was quite frequently back then.

This particular photo was taken at her place in another part of London. How did we meet? At a party, simple as that and got together as the result of my skills with another lady. That couch of hers above has/had taken a pounding a few times on many an occasion.. I leave it there for you to imagine her naked with her legs apart and the lips of her pussy well parted and wet ready for my entry, LL.

France 2006


Gabrielle was a lady I met in France whilst on a commission in Limoges. In fact she is still a lady I see occasionally when in or near Limoges.

Back in 2006 I had flown, long before I had the luxury of the private jet, from Stansted to Limoges, hired a car and set off to my commission's address after checking in to my hotel. My fees then were at a flat rate and didn't include expenses. They did later on. I had a good income even then with real estate various pensions and investments - most of which you were unaware of LL.

You made me laugh when after we parted you told me that I shouldn't reveal too much to others in my life. I hadn't revealed the half of it to you....for two fairly obvious reasons. One you cheated on me and two you never committed. The third possible reason may have been that you weren't particularly well off back then.

Back to my trip. I won't comment on the commission here, just my first encounter with Gabrielle. I first came across her while I was  lugging and struggling with my camera gear and in particular my tripod. I was walking back to my car and skirting a Saturday market, or marché. I literally bumped into her and dropped the case holding my tripod.

She spoke to me in French, naturally and I explained in my limited use of the language that I didn't speak very much. To my surprise and later delight, she switched to fluent English. G offered to help me with my bags and asked where my car was. It wasn't too far so she took the tripod bag and I took the rest. My gear locked away in my car, safely, I thanked her for her help. Then she started asking about my photography and what shots I took. I explained - nature, portraits fashion for individual clients, children, animals etc etc.

The inevitable happened. She asked me whether I would take her photo. It wasn't inevitable back then LL, but it became so in the future. I said I would like to talk it through and that maybe we should have some lunch to discuss what she wanted. I had the rest of the day free and no real plans.

After lunch I followed out of Limoges to her place in a small village, which will remain nameless. It all started innocently enough. I took some shots, showed them to her on my laptop and then she asked for a few more. She disappeared LL and then reappeared in shorts and a tee. The ones you see above. We went outside into her  yard and she posed showing off her long legs and figure in general. She could pose, that I can tell you. Thrusting her butt and boobs out alternately and also together.

I had noticed (not difficult) that she wasn't wearing a bra. Gabrielle's poses became a little 'naughtier' as I continued to shoot. She started thrusting her groin toward the camera, then her butt. Eventually tying off her tee and lowering her shorts. This didn't just happen like that, LL. Wine at lunchtime played a part, our conversation and her flirting also were part of what it was leading up to....or rather down to.

I'm not sure what it is I have, if anything, but I seemed to have been very fortunate in coming across women (there's a thought!  😉) that need a lay or want one. That was the case with Gabrielle. A chance meeting, a lunch, some wine, some photos and then having recourse/intercourse to and in her bedroom.

After the display above we finished up the photography pretty darn quick. G went inside, I followed. She removed her tee shirt and shorts, I did more or less the same and we were at it straightway. To say I got a lay where I could makes me sound starved of sex. I never was. There were women aplenty that were only too ready to get laid and nationality had little to do with it. If anything the 'Latin' races were more up for it than the Anglo Saxons, but only marginally.

Quite a few women have told me that I am 'highly sexed' LL. I guess they are right. I have never had any trouble performing, even now in 2019. Which brings me back to Gabrielle who, by this time, was sitting propped up against her headboard naked and with her legs apart. She had generous breasts and firm ones to boot. Lovely to handle and handle them a lot is what I did. That brought on her wetness, while we kissed and fondled.

Eventually, she slid down on the bed and I treated her,and myself to 'eating' her pussy. She loved it. Moans and gasps a plenty which sharply increased as I brought her body to fruition. When she came she gushed. I was a little surprised but had no time to think about it as she guided me into her well of liquid, velvety smooth inside her pussy as I filled it with my erection. I took my time with her and she loved it. Slowly pleasuring her as I have done so many women before and since was greatly appreciated by Gabrielle.

We both reached out respective climaxes. Her first followed very shortly after by me. My flight back to the UK wasn't until the next day. I stayed the night, checked out of my hotel the following morning and flew  back to the UK. We had exchanged emails etc, so Gabrielle and I stayed in touch for a while. She visited me in Norfolk once and I went to her twice in Limoges, after that we drifted apart.

London 2007

Not quite in London but near enough to make little difference. I had chatted to this young woman online for a spell and she agreed to meet up. So many women had passed under me by now LL, it was becoming second nature to chat and flirt and lay them. None without their own wishes to be laid.

When I met Leanne in the flesh so to speak, I was struck but her freshness and smile. I had met her in Covent Market and I treated her to show which she thoroughly enjoyed. I think it was Jersey Boys - her choice. A meal afterward and she was telling me how much she had enjoyed the day. After the meal I called her a cab, gave the cab driver some money and let her go home. I headed back to my London apartment.

She asked to meet up the following weekend and suggested I stay over at her place. I liked Leanne lots so I agreed. I wasn't thinking that I would get laid but I wasn't thinking I wouldn't. Saturday we hit the shops and ate out. Sunday we went to Hampstead Heath and walked, arm in arm.

Saturday night I got laid and so did Leanne. Her long legs wrapped around my middle were a delight as I carried her naked from her lounge to her bedroom that night. My photos and notes tell me she had nice boobs, youthful pert ones and a nice tight pussy, which apparently I serviced four times from Saturday evening through to Sunday lunchtime.

I am still in touch with Leanne. She married and then divorced. She is a lot more mature now and we get together when we can ... for a little recreational sex, whenever I am over there

Oxford 2004

Not sure where that cheeky behind resides these days, but back then it was sometimes bent over toward me. Sometimes sat upon , sometimes laid upon and sometimes given to help in riding me. This shot and a lot of others were taken in July 2004.

Her name is Helen. Quite well to do and hungry for sex with a mature man. I was always 'up' for a younger woman and Helen was that. Firm body, firm boobs and a nice firm butt. You would be surprised at the so called 'well bred' ones LL. They are worse, or is that better, than those who aren't quite so high in the social order. They are prepared to drop their panties quite readily.

From my experience with such women, I think a large element is boredom and the need for a little excitement in their lives. Helen met me at a pub some miles from her parents rather grand home. I won't bore you with the lunch. Suffice to say we left and went to the lodge house in the grounds of her parents home. It was obvious this wouldn't be a long term thing LL. We moved in different circles and places...almost.

I took the shot above shortly after we arrived. references in our earlier conversation about 'athletic activity' and post lunch excitement, gave me the heads up that Helen wanted to get laid. She didn't beat about the bush. (I did, around a different 'bush') and slipped out of her jeans and panties quite quickly, as you can see.

Talking of bushes, Helen had quite a small one but there nevertheless, LL. I stood behind her as she shed her op. Looking down at her cheeky behind and wanting to grab it. However, there was another task awaiting me. She asked me to undo her bar. A pleasure I told her as i undid it, slid my hands under the straps and off her shoulders. A glimpse of two ripe rather nice 'melons' came into view.

My hands were now on her hips LL. She took them in her hands and placed them on her breasts. I needed no further help from then on. I fondled them until her nipples were erect. They were lovely and firm to. No droop at he age and very responsive to my touch of course. Helen turned around which is when I first glimpsed her very small 'bush'. She put her arms around my neck, her boobs and in particular those hard nipples, against my chest. We kissed slowly then more passionately. She opened her legs slightly and my erection slid between them right onto a rather wet pussy.

We were still in what I would term as the drawing room, but were soon heading upstairs. I followed those cheeks that you see above with the utmost pleasure. Helen couldn't wait. She was on her back as I entered the room, her legs apart and up. I do believe she thought I would go straight in, so to speak but I didn't. Kneeling between her legs I kissed her breasts, sucked on her nipples and slowly headed south kissing her tummy on the way.

Helen loved it and she said so. I kissed her in the crease where her thighs joined her body and she gasped a little. Then I headed all the way past that small bush of pubic hair to her pussy. If you can recall what I did for you in that area LL, then I did it for Helen also with the same result...an orgasm. I followed up with a slow long fuck every minute of which she enjoyed. How do I know? Well for one I was there, two she told me she loved it that way, three she moaned lots and lots and when she came cried out, and finally....well finally she did two things. One her eyes rolled up completely. I thought she was going to pass out as it was the first time I had seen that reaction (but not the last), and two she gushed, really gushed and squirted - a female ejaculation.

From then on I was very much a favorite in her books. She had never experienced the use of a tongue on her pussy or had an ejaculation before. We met as much as my busy weekdays allowed. Sometimes all the way over in Oxfordshire, sometimes in an hotel in London and then later at my apartment and at hers, also in London.

I could tell you a lot more about this lady, but will leave it there for now. Like you and all the other women in my life they were totally unaware of each other. Managing property and photo assignments gave me the perfect cover and in respect of the latter some pretty perfect opportunities.

As to ladies of a certain social standing, you may like to read my blog that I will publish soon - Holland Park.

France 1970

She was twenty two and so was I. I can't recall why she was up the ladder, but I do recall she dared me to take this photo. Her name was Susan and she was English. One of my earlier girl friends LL. No need to say more is there. Sex was a major part of our fling back then. Nothing changes😉!

Ciao

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

Dressed to.....mmmm

For LL in the UK

I believe there is an expression 'Pretty in Pink', LL. In my extensive experience, lots of women like pink and equally lots like to show me and invite me into their pink abodes. I am sure you will figure out my meaning in the latter part of the previous sentence.

Not all are in the pink so to speak, but you'll understand as it goes along LL. Onward and downwards, or upwards

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The first lady is someone from Suffolk - Ipswich, in fact. Just two, not too revealing, photos taken in December 2004. I've included them as food for thought for you L and here's a thought to start you off. Did you wonder why I didn't spend Christmas of that year with you? Think on that and take into account I didn't spend Christmas with Lynn either, but I did spend the 14 - 16 December with her (I keep notes on the cloud and backed up😉)

A lady in a sexless relationship. Not his fault or hers - car accident. Pretty young fella too, by all accounts. I stumbled across Lynn in October on a well known dating site. One of her 'specifications' was for a mature man. I think there were some words on her profile along the lines of - they know what they are doing.

Turned out Lynn knew what she was doing too!! Her other half was aware that she sought sex elsewhere in the absence of his being able to perform. Someone had to fill the 'slot' and satisfy her needs and she chose me. Not a bad pre-Christmas present. We met up at her sister's place in Stowmarket. 

Looking at these shots again after all those years, I'd forgotten what great legs and a figure Lynn had. Happy memories of some very active days and nights. Downward and upward. She loved 'riding' me, LL, while I gave 100% attention to her boobs. Silky smooth and very responsive as I recall. That wasn't the only area that was silky smooth either.

Then it was off to see you that following weekend. You lost my trust in March 2004 so as you have discovered....I felt free.

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I guess the second woman I met, around the same period as Lynn, was not so much in the pink herself as in a pink tiled bathroom. Vicky had just moved into her place and was planning a lot of improvements. Not least getting rid of the pink tiles. The place apparently, had been owned by an elderly couple who had sold up and gone into care LL. It wasn't in a poor state just very old fashioned.

Vicky had been in a relationship that had fallen apart, was separated and had just moved into this older place in a small village called Fornham All Saints, Suffolk. It definitely needed updating but Vicky didn't although I guess she could have lost a little around her hips. On the other hand it was a bit more to hold onto! I did too LL.

Vicky lusted after sex so it wasn't difficult to have some very sexy fun with her. How did I meet her? She was an acquaintance of Lynn's from their school days. I met her with Lynn one day for coffee in Bury St Edmunds. While Lynn was in the powder room, Vicky slipped me her cell number...call me is all she said.

Just after Christmas and into 2005 I did. This was about two months before you started with flour man. We agreed to meet up at her place (she later stayed at mine - between other assignations on my part and visiting you).

She was, and probably still is, quite a sensuous woman with very kissable lips (both sets!)

The photos below are just a few I took in January 2005 just before we shared a shower. The first shot below is the very first I took of Vicky (apart from some portrait photos). Her sensuous nature fully to the fore as she posed for my camera. I was in my boxers only when I took these.

Vicky had generous hips, but strangely in proportion to the rest of her body. That particular afternoon she was interested in only one thing - sex and my erection. When she sat on the bath edge I though , hmmm a large ass there, but it was just the way she was sitting leading to her buttocks spreading out. I'm not sure what you would call what she was just about wearing, but it hid very little.

That glance over her shoulder was her looking at the bulge in my boxers

When she stood and turned around and took her boobs in her hands she asked me to take my boxers off so she could see what she was getting into! Or, rather what was going to get into her. Her body had the required effect on my senses. My erection became full very quickly as she stripped off completely and thrust her breasts forward for me to kiss and suck. That was when I got my hands on her butt for the first time. While I was sucking nipple she was working my erection. I couldn't wait...and neither could she.

Just off that ghastly bathroom was Vicky's bedroom and it was to there that we made our way - we decided the shower would come later...after we had both come!!

V Icky looks pretty good doesn't she LL. I thought so at the time and she turned out to be a gift sexually and also a post Christmas gift also. You could say that you were bracketed that Christmas by two younger, taller and sexually more active and experienced women. I guess I was the lucky one. I had all three of you.

Vicky was a  hungry woman and as I have said a sensuous one. No straight on her back and legs apart and up. That gorgeous body of hers that you see below, was stretched out on the bed awaiting me to cater to all her senses. She provided me with some body oil and I spent the next twenty minutes or so kneeling on the bed next to her applying it and rubbing it all over. To say she loved is an understatement. To say I loved it, is equally true.

In between applying that oil to her legs thighs (inner and outer) her tummy hips and boobs we would kiss gently each time I leaned over her. I recall her kisses were nice and wet full and sensitive. She moved around as I applied the oil. Writhing may be a good description.

Vicky reacted to my every touch and caress. When I reached her breasts she said what I did with them was heavenly. I have to say that they were more of a pleasure than yours LL - if they are too big for one's hands then they are too big...and in your case rather droopy.

It wasn't all one sided she still caressed my erection to the point where it was oozing semen. That encouraged her even more. I guess because it demonstrated how much I wanted her. While I was caressing her breasts she placed her lips over my cock and started sucking me. God - that was nice. What she did with her tongue and my very tip was something else.

My oil slick hand had wandered down to her pussy by now, which was well and truly wet and inviting. Murmurs upon murmurs came from Vicky, she loved what I was doing for her and she asked me where I had learned to pleasure a woman as I was her on that day. Funny, LL, you asked the same question. I never did give an answer did I. maybe one day I will.

The caressing climbed to it's natural conclusion when Vicky opened her legs wide and invited me in. We made love, long and lingering like the caressing. slowly and savouring every moment until we both came. There's a secret to keeping a guy's erection in place and extending it's life, but I don't think you know it, LL>.At least not on the evidence of my experience with you and between your legs.

 WE lay there for some time kissing and cuddled up to each other. Then we decided to share a shower. It was over the bath and to be safe we placed Vicky's two shower mats in the tub. Once it was warm enough, Vicky stepped in and got herself wet all over, I followed and stood behind her - what water missed her soaked me.

I recall watching the water trickling down her back and between the cheeks of her butt. Then Vicky passed her shower lotion/shampoo back over her shoulder. I squeezed a generous amount onto my hands and reached around and plastered it onto her breasts. You can probably imagine what ensued from there. 

As I said before it was a house previously occupied by an elderly couple. Consequently, there were two grab handles over the bath and just under the shower. One to Vicky's left and one to the right. She took hold of these after lowering the shower head down its slider so it played on her pussy region.

My hands spread the shower lotion over her boobs and they slid sensuously under my hands. I pushed them upward repeatedly, squeezing occasionally as I did so. Vicky stood with her legs slightly apart, both to steady herself and also to accommodate my erection which she was slowly rubbing to and an fro on LL. I said she was a sexy sensuous woman and she proved it that January day in the shower.

We had sex there standing up and it was great. Vicky held those handles arched her back and presented her open pussy to my erection and I fucked her standing in that shower, my hands held around her slippery breasts squeezing and rubbing as I thrust again and an again until she came. After we had finished I held her tight under the shower head and we kissed passionately until it was time to disembark from that old bath.

This was all just after my post Christmas visit to you in early 2005 LL - makes you think, I bet! 

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Below is another shot of Vicky in her pink bedroom. Same place but in 2007 and she had put some weight on over the three years since I had last seen here. Still single, she contacted me via email here in the States and said she would like to see when I was over there, so I  did and we had a lovely re-connection...if you follow LL.

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The lady below is Swiss. One of my shoots in that country in 2008. This took place in a town called Zug situated on a beautiful lake called the Zugersee. Zug is situated south of Zurich.

Another introduction from a previous client, we met at her home on the edge of Zug. I remember the rear of the property backed onto a conifer forest and with the windows open there was a lovely aroma of pine. Often when I smell pine over her in either New England or Oregon, I think of Elena and that day of photography.

She was in her early-ish thirties back then. The plan was to take a number of photos of her in her clothes, some portraits and some outdoor shots. The last came first, followed by lunch before we went to her home for the rest of the shoot.

All went well. Elena liked some of the 'dark' shots I took. That is, those that used shadow and minimal light. She asked me if I would mind taking a few of her in her lingerie and I told her that was fine. Of course it was LL. She was an attractive young woman with great skin tone, and wasn't as though I wasn't used to it!!

Lingerie became partial nudity and partial nudity became complete nudity. Nudity led to sex and to encourage me Elena oiled her breasts while I watched. You may be able to catch a glimpse of the oil in my shot below. Then we were on her bed and I was on her and in here. The rest I will leave to your somewhat limited imagination.

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The next shot was also taken in Switzerland in the same year and on the same trip as that in which I photographed Elena.

Not the first woman I've met to have nothing on under a summer dress and Milena wasn't the first I had met. I had travelled back to Zurich for several other commissions when my office in London emailed an intro in Lucerne, not too far away. I hired a car had the office book an hotel for me and set off. The client was a male businessman who wanted photos of his family - a banker of course.

On his staff locally in Lucerne was Milena, who I later discovered had some Italian blood in her veins. Milena seemed to be some kind of PA to the master of the house. It was she who met me at the door. Dressed in a business suit I had no idea what that hid by way of personality or physically at that stage.

I completed the commission over two days - a Friday and a Saturday morning. I was paid handsomely. Most of my clients by now were wealthy ones - still are, in fact. Just shows if you are determined LL, you can carve a number of avenues in life and I have you to thank in part for this one. My photos of you in that Sorrento bedroom were part of the motivation. As you know I am a very determined, skilled and strong personality.

Milena was released from her duties just about when I finished up that Saturday, late morning. She asked me what I was going to do now and I told her I was planning to head back to Zurich. Milena suggested I follow her car, a small red one, a Citroen, I think and she would show me somewhere for lunch. How could I refuse a pretty lady LL, so I agreed and we headed off from the banker's house.

A light lunch and some great conversation ensued. By, I think around 2.00 pm we had finished, I got the check and we sauntered out to the car park (I nearly wrote parking lot - you can see how long I've been here!) I was ready to head off to Zurich and moved to give Milena a kiss on the cheek in farewell. She moved away very slightly indicating not yet. She told me to follow her car. I was guessing she was going to show me the way out of town.

I followed. I trusted her even when we passed some signs indicating Zurich. Eventually we ended up near a place called Rothenburg. At some point she turned onto a country road and I kept following eventually arriving at a small house surrounded by trees and fields. She drew up on the driveway and I followed parking immediately behind her little red car. There were just a few houses further down the road and separated from her place by a meadow.

At that point I was just guessing it was her place, but when she left her car and unlocked the front door to be greeted by a cat, I knew it was. Milena beckoned me in. She told me to also bring my photo stuff, as she put it. Then she asked if I would take photos of her. In exchange she said I could stay over, which I had not been expecting at all. I had a flexible plane ticket, soooo....I agreed. I had a couple of days before my next assignment.

Milena disappeared to change out of her business suit and I wandered about the ground floor ending up in the kitchen as is often the case. It was beautiful there LL, trees in the back yard and meadows beyond and to the left and right of the property. The sun was shining which made all the difference, too.

Milina called out to put some coffee on and told me where everything was. It had just about percolated by the time she appeared. She was wearing a summer dress and had let her hair down. I told her I had left my camera gear in the hall and that the coffee was ready. She liked it black LL, with a sweetener.

She was real pretty, prettier still now her hair was down. I told her so. She smiled and told me to get my camera and to take some informal shots. I fetched my old Nikon fitted with my normal standard 18-300 f 3.5-6.3 mm lens (I told you I keep notes!) Milena leaned back against the counter nursing her coffee mug as I took various shots from front on to the sides and from a crouching position. For a while the sun was behind her, mid afternoon, and it was apparent that there was little under the sun dress. How little, I was  to find out, shortly.

I took a pause and drank coffee alongside Milena leaning back against the counter as she was. I could smell the freshness of her recent shower and a faint hint of perfume. We talked. She asked me about my life,whether there was anyone special in it, where I lived in London (No, LL, I didn't tell her about my wealth or of any of my other homes). I asked her similar questions. You know a fair bit about me LL, but my no means all, so I won't repeat my reply to Milena here.

She told me she was single, that there was no one 'special' in her life at that time and that her work took a lot of her time until the family went on vacation. I have come across others in similar roles, other women that is, so it sounded about right.

We more or less finished our coffees at the same time. I put my mug down to the right, she to her left. She told me she was ready for a few more photos...just a few more, she said.There were only a few more LL and the one below was the first of those few.

Milena had stood by the window in the dining area and slipped the straps of her sun dress off her shoulders pushing her dress down to her waist. I was right of course LL, she had no bra beneath it. After this shot she slipped the dress right off over her hips revealing that she wore no panties either.

She was gorgeous I put the camera down on the dining table as she walked slowly and sexily toward me. My eyes were drawn to the small triangle of hair just above her pussy. Then she put her arms around my neck, said nothing and kissed me. There was only one thing we were going to end up doing and that was each other. I followed her lovely butt upstairs and we made love on her bed. She came twice under my ministrations and then, before I came, she had me straddle her so she could pump my erection and have me come on her face.

I did, spurting forth like a fountain with Milena trying to catch my cum in her mouth. Very sexy...and she then sucked me dry.

I spent the night and most of the following day there, saying my goodbye in the early afternoon...with the parting request from Milena of ...if ever I was in Zurich again...

I was in Zurich again that year, twice and in Lucerne in 2018 and 2019 - we are both ten years older now, but the passion for each other hasn't waned and Milena has been married and now divorced in that time. I have been married and widowed, as you know.

It was another of those encounters back then eleven years ago. Sometimes I'm not sure it is me and my camera or if it's the women I meet wanting to be laid but, you know LL, I haven't had reason to complain at all over the years. I am sure you can see why. I don't keep count of the women that have been in my life since 2004, but they must number in three figures. I don't have regrets over any of them...bar one...you!

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There's a village, or maybe it is best described as a hamlet, called Brookville in Norfolk UK, just north of another village called Methwold in the same county. It was/is about an half hour from my home, the one you visited LL. It is also about twenty minutes from Lakenheath AFB (air force base).

Jolie worked there and was an officer in the USAF. The year I met her, or rather the year I met her as you see her below in the five or six shots, was 2005. I had actually met her before I met you. We had several let properties in Norfolk, one of which was in North Pickenham - I had several there in fact all in a terraced row and all next to each other. However, the one I rented out to Jolie was separate and some small distance from the others.

In time, and I think it may have been 2004, she said she needed to move closer to the base and would be giving up the tenancy. I was a little sad to see her go as she had been an excellent tenant and of course the rental was paid by the US Air Force. Hence, she ended up in Brookville, Norfolk (sounds like a place named that should be over here! It is in fact - there's one in Pennsylvania).

One day in early 2005 she called me to say her tour in the UK was coming to an end in 2006 and she would like to see me before that came around as my late wife and I had been good friends to her. We had. I suggested we might meet up at a country pub and have a meal together. She was pretty and single and sadly, by then so was I. You had wandered LL and wouldn't commit, so I considered myself....single.

We met up for lunch in Brandon. The pub was OK, the town a little tired but we enjoyed each other's company lots. Jolie wondered if I had found someone now two years after the death of my wife. I told her, no. She commiserated with me, we talked more, ate and laughed quite a bit. She was fun to be with...more fun than you, and your ways and small town outlook, LL.

Several lunches and a couple of dinners right into the spring of 2005 were the most I saw of Jolie for a while due to her commitments to the USAF. However, eventually we managed to get together at her rental in Brookville, Norfolk, UK and she turned out to be just as sexy as I imagined she was.

Jolie knew all about my photography although not that part of my activities was taking shots of other women. One thing you have to do LL is keep everyone in separate 'compartments' and I have been 100% successful at that.

I remember when I arrived Jolie was in a dressing gown and I thought a night dress as I could see this diaphanous material below the hemline of her gown. Her hair was down too. Normally she had kept it up. Part of being in the military I guessed. I think I told her how great it it looked and she said something like...'as good as this?' At that point she shed her gown and what you see below is what I saw. Jolie as ked me to take her photo and I did. Part of the results of those shots appear below.

Needless to say, whatever it was that she was wearing eventually came off and we made love all that weekend in April 2005. I don't think we went out more than an hour or two at most. Lazing in bed naked until late morning, brunch in our dressing gowns interspersed with lovemaking. WE had a lovely time. I remember lying on my back at one point, while Jolie rode me like a Valkyrie, looking at her dress uniform hanging on the wardrobe door and thinking...you just never know what lies beneath. She was great fun and full of devilment. She was also a fantastic lay!  

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I remember thinking when you chose that awful apartment in Denia that I bought, that maybe I had made a mistake with you LL. That was borne out only a few months later when you slipped up and revealed that you had been seeing your American friend. Not visiting a lady colleague as you claimed.

Apart from you, I only had two other women there. I say had, because they both visited with me and opened their legs for me. The lady below Debbie is one, the other was one of several Karen's I have known. The latter from Newmarket, UK. Debbie was someone I met during 2005 who lived in Saffron Walden, Essex UK.

We had several months together off and on, whenever the mood for some physical antics reared themselves. They reared fairly frequently on Debbie's part, she was a bit of a nymphomaniac, but I didn't complain at all. As the Karen from Newmarket once told me - I am a highly sexed individual. As a result Debbie and I were something of a match when it came to our sexual appetites.

I have no doubt you will recognize the window in my shot of Debbie below - it faced out to where I parked the car there.

I think I took this one just after we had arrived on a week's visit. Debbie had a penchant for sexy underwear and here of course she is removing it before we unwound in bed after the flight to Alicante and the drive to Denia. Rather I a nice butt, I always thought. Her attribute out front were pretty darn good too. Out front describes them admirably.

I am sure you can guess at our antics in that very same bedroom that you lay back and opened your legs in LL.

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All hot and not bothered.

Now how you may wonder LL did I end up in Puerto Banus with this lovely lady in a bedroom, on a bed and all tee'd up for some hanky panky.

Easy really. First of all the year was 2006 and I had been invited to a party, through a male friend on board a yacht. Among the other guests was Danny (Daniella). She is Italian but spends a lot of time in London.

On the yacht was where I first met her and we ended up together that evening. She was then dressed in a light but long flowing dress and us men in lightweight lounge suits to begin with, although most of us discarded our jackets. Danny and I hit it off, partly because I was the only one on board who spoke any Italian, even though Danny spoke good English. That night everyone partied away until past midnight when cars and cabs were called to take us back to our  respect homes.

Danny shared a car with me - I remember she smelled gorgeous that evening - and I didn't make it back to my apartment. I'm easily persuaded - he says. I took the shot below with my phone. It was all I had on me. By the time I took this we were both down to one item of clothing  - me my boxers, Danny just her panties

She had lovely firm breasts as you can see - I handled them so can speak more specifically - and firm thighs and tummy. In this shot she is waiting for me to remove her panties and to satisfy her. I did both.

Both of us were quite warm after the party - hence the hot and not bothered comment. We both laughed when I stood there and said she was looking really perky and Danny replied that I was too. I was referring to her breasts - she was referring to the erection evident beneath my boxers. It was hard (now there's a word LL) not to have an erection knowing that you were soon going to be making love.

Danny lay back on the bed shortly after this shot and removed her panties. She was already wet down there and I hadn't touched until  that point. I rather liked that. The fact she was aroused before we had started on any foreplay. I took my boxers off and knelt between her now open legs reaching for ward to take those boobs firm as they were ...firmly in hand. They were great to handle. Just right in size and so lovely and perky and responsive. She paid due attention to my erection with her hands which soon had me oozing my juices as well.

Danny's nipples were hard and erect by now and she asked me to suck on them, which I did to our mutual pleasure. In the meantime she was rubbing my sticky tip against her clit and gasping every now and again. I though she would come. Levering myself up off her boobs I pulled away from her hands and headed south with my head. Some judicious work with my tongue in and around her pussy and finally on her clit had her have her first orgasm. She was soaking when it finally arrived. I watched her as best I could from where I was as her face told me how close she was getting. Her mouth forming repeated 'O's accompanied by lots of moaning as she neared her climax. She came all at once.

Keeping her legs apart she drew them up and guided me inside her. It was lovely LL. Nice and wet and slick with her juices and she was ready for me to thrust hard into and onto her, which I did. I was surprised how long I lasted that night. My erection stayed in place longer than normal and Danny loved it. I varied the pace and subtly, the direction. That and my thickness which she commented on, gave her and me some quite prolonged pleasure. She came again while I was still in full flow, to my surprise, as I had at that point by no means finished.

I felt her pussy contract around my erection when she did, which was rather nice as it was a repeated action that felt as though it was trying to draw my ejaculation forth. I wasn't there at that time so I continued. Danny looked like she might not take much more. She was perspiring, her face was flushed, she was moaning really loudly and tossing her head from side to side. I upped my game a notch and came down harder and faster on her. Her clit took some 'punishment' that night. Finally, I could feel the beginnings of my ejaculation.

AS luck or most likely technique would have it I felt Danny come again as I ejaculated inside her. What a night that was! We made love the following morning too after sleeping together wrapped against each other. That was a far more sedate and gentler affair, but very satisfying nevertheless. Did I see Danny ever again. You bet!

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Another case of no panties LL. The number of women I met who wanted to get laid and went to the length of being so prepared that wore nothing under their dresses was always something of a surprise to me. No, they weren't that kind of woman either.

In fact the lady below was a graduate from Massachusetts University, at Amherst, some years before these photos were taken, I hasten to add. Michelle was a visitor to my ranch. These shots were taken at a cabin near one of the lakes on my property here.

Back in 2007 (and 2008 and 2009) Michelle used to come to the ranch to ride, horses that is. I don't run an equestrian center, but I have allowed a few people I know to come here to ride. On one such visit Michelle saw me out taking photos and asked if I might take some of her on her next visit. I agreed - who wouldn't. I love photographing pretty women and Michelle was quite attractive.

When the time for the little shoot we had planned arrived, Michelle suggested the cabin as a good location given the water and the rest of the location's beauty. We took the Jeep and off we went. I took a series of shots close up, portrait poses against the backdrop of the lake and trees etc.

Michelle was wearing the summer dress you see in the first few photographs. I had already gathered that there was no bra beneath it. Two things made that more than apparent!

We were back on the veranda of the cabin when Michelle slipped her arms out of her dress and pulled it down to her waist and said for me to continue taking photos. I did. She looked lovely in that mid morning light. I didn't expect her to go further knowing, or as I thought I knew her and her background as a junior lawyer. I was mistaken - off came the dress completely. It was then it became apparent there were no panties in evidence. I found out later they were in her purse (handbag to you LL).

The cabin has two small beds - it is a couple of miles from my house which is where I'm writing this. Michelle having stripped off completely took my hand with a smile that meant only one thing. Once inside she had my shirt off my back literally within a minute or so. I struggled to lose my pants and boxers while her hands were all over me. Then my hands were all over her.

On her breasts, fingering her wet pussy, gently pushing her onto one of the mattresses where she promptly opened her legs wide and drew me to her. I was still standing, she was on the bed but just enough. If she had put her legs down her feet would have been on the floor. My erection was locked and 'cocked' by now. My hands squeezing those breasts, her hands caressing my cock. Michelle offered up one leg to me and I held it. She held the other which widened her wet opening. I was looking down at those wet lips welcoming me, drawing me toward them.

She guided my tip to her opening and slowly I slid inside her. Now Michelle held her legs leaving my hands free to caress her thighs and boobs while I pumped her. She loved it LL and said later she loved my thickness touching her all over inside. I remember looking down at her as she approached her climax. Her body was great and she was forcing herself up against my thrusts., her eyes closed then open her mouth opening and closing as she screamed out her yes,yes, yessss!! .... as she came.

Writing this makes me think of how many women have taken to me since (and during) your day LL. Many of them only too ready to be pleasured by me as well. In doing what you did behind my back, you released me into a far better life and world. If it hadn't bee for your actions I often wonder if I would be where I am now.

Back to Michelle.

....and back was what I was lying on soon after her orgasm. My back that is, with her sitting astride me impaled on my erection which had yet to be satisfied. She could ride LL, and not just horses. While she brought me and herself to a climax I played with her breasts and when she leaned over sucked on them.

Michelle enjoyed our time at the cabin so much we became a regular feature by that particular lake whenever the New England weather allowed. In our early days she joined me in Fort Myers as well...joined in more ways than one!

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Another suitcase another hall...except it's another hotel and another woman LL. This one is right in your City, back in late 2004. In fact it was straight after we returned there after our visit over here to Florida.

I was so angry with your revelation about going behind my back that I agreed to meet up with Donna who I had approached me on that website. I was just logging in to reply to you mainly LL and brush off any other approaches. After all as I told you during that trip to Florida in Spring 2004, I wasn't going anywhere. You said you liked me saying that. Then you let slip that you had seen another man.

My anger got the better of me and left my car in Donna's street, quite a way from your end of town and she picked me up in her car. We went to dinner in Keswick. No chance of you catching us there. Donna just wanted to get laid and I wanted to lay another woman to make things equal between us. Not that I was going to tell you of course and I didn't.

You did me a great favor LL. After Donna, I realized there were younger women than you 'out there', that were only too happy to jump into bed with me. Single women, separated women, divorced women and sometimes married women. Women who were frustrated, women who were just plain lustful and a few nymphomaniacs who didn't know when to stop! Your actions gave me an opening into an entirely different life and I appreciate what you did for me.

Donna, as I said, lived not too  far from you LL. I more or less started with her. If memory serves there were two before her, but in Norfolk. I guess Donna fell into the separated woman and lustful categories.

The one photo I am prepared to show here is above, taken one Monday evening when I supposedly left you to go home to Norfolk. Donna worked like you so I had a key to her place and amused myself until she returned. Then we both amused ourselves...with each other.

The day I took the shot above was a Monday LL in 2004. You went to work I went....then I returned via a different route to Donna's. I spent the day, of all things, tackling her garden. Sound familiar? I redesigned it for her eventually, which tells you how many Mondays, Tuesdays etc I spent with her.

Donna arrived home from work that Monday and we ended up naturally in the bedroom, long before bedtime. I helped her out of her clothes. She told me she found it a big turn on for me to undress her and then for her to do the same to me. Always that way round so that I was always well and truly aroused when she came to take my clothes off. Not difficult as when she was up close during my disrobing  I had nowhere to put my hands except on Donna

I recall the circumstances of the shot above very well. Donna was naked as you can see and so was I. She is actually kneeling quite near the edge of the bed. Sufficiently so that I could stand behind her and fondle her breasts. Imagine LL. You get home from work and within a mile or two I'm having my way with another, and much younger, woman.

She liked to be taken from behind as well as the more traditional way, hence her positioning that day. She was a lively lass, as they say, not satisfied with one good orgasm, although we did take breaks! Often her first orgasm was followed up by some gentle licking on my part and some very nice sucking on hers. I'm sure you follow......soixante neuf.

My visits were not infrequent. Donna had an appetite and she loved how I satisfied it...as you once did. Mondays and often Tuesdays after apparently leaving you, I would be engaged in a fair bit of 'extra curricular' activity. I make no apology because you had already strayed and I couldn't trust you any more. Nor would you commit. I knew why of course and it wasn't thee excuses you gave. Your loss and for me a tremendous gain.

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I took this lovely shot in my apartment in New York in 2018. I'm not providing her name in this instance and will leave you to work out why. Let's just call her L, for the purposes of this blog. My stay and my trip was to see my publisher LL. I'm still writing and they are still selling.

L is a friend, a friend who likes to share our mutual benefits in a no strings attached relationship. As you may have guessed I have quite a few such errr...relationships. When I was committed to you, and I was committed, I had no idea what the future held. My life since you was not a future I ever imagined in my wildest dreams. Getting laid was so easy. Getting very rich a little more difficult but I have never stood still in life so moving forward was the only way.

L liked me moving forward and down.

The shot above was during a variation on the classic sixty nine foreplay. Guess what she had in her mouth LL and guess what I did to her boobs and nipples. Next stage was that I straddled L and had my head buried between her legs. She came, I was able to hold back. L is a screamer, maybe because she is American😉😜, who knows, but boy she can vocalize her comings. I always find that very arousing and I was well and truly aroused with her last year.

A few athletic moves around the bed by yours truly, accommodating opening of her legs and I was above her. My erection was rock solid so some gentle easing was necessary before I had fully entered L. She loves to watch our lovemaking in that mirror LL. She tells me it heightens her experience. Personally, I find looking at her far more pleasure. We had a whole three days together on that visit and we certainly squeezed a lot of catching up in, both in bed and out and about in New York City. It gets pretty hot in the City thru summer and it was hot on that visit .... in more ways than one!

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Next up, or rather down is Joanne. The location is Los Angeles and again this is last year 2018.

I certainly landed on my feet, or more often than not on my back, or someone else was on their back, when you went your way LL. I was surprised how easy it was to get laid and indeed to form numerous relationships based on occasional visits. I also landed on my feet business wise, although that was largely my doing. I can't stand still in that respect. Hence real estate, hotels, writing, and of course photography. The latter served as an onto to many encounters of the sexual kind.

As I said earlier you did me an enormous favor by going behind my back. I would guess that I would not have enhanced my business empire to the great extent I have if you hadn't done what you did. I met Ash of course and we were married for eight wonderful years. Before I met her had a whale of a time. After her sad demise well ... I am still enjoying life to the full. That was our agreement.

Last year I was in LA,. I know have a home there as I think I told you. I sold San Diego for a number of reasons. Main two were that there were too many memories of Ash there and the other was its proximity to the border with Mexico. While I was there in LA, I caught up with people I know, went partying and and was invited to quite a few dinner parties which I reciprocated, naturally. Despite what you might read in your celebrity magazines LL, it's a very good life there ... especially if you have wealth.

Joanne was at one of the dinner parties I went to in Pacific Pallisades. My place is in Bel Air. We were the only two single people among the twelve invitees. I can't tell you whose party it was and anyway that is irrelevant. As a result Joanne and I gravitated toward each other as the evening went on.

We ended up back at my place. Well that's the way these things go quite often. Joanne is a bit of a dizzy blond, but she likes to get laid and to have her photo taken. As you can see from above she had the latter and the former followed quite quickly right after the photos.

Her brain might have been lacking a bit but her mischievousness and body made up for anything lacking in her intellect. She was one hell of a lay LL. Great boobs, great body and another gusher when she came...and boy did she come, multiple times. It was lovely. I'm prepared to sacrifice a meeting of minds for a good lay and that is exactly what I did with Joanne. It was very, very good being inside her and watching her orgasm rising, peaking and then repeating. Her pussy contracting on my erection again and again. Then shooting my lot into her.

Good thing I have a large home and no near neighbors! She screamed her pleasure out, again and again. 

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Back to 2005 for the photos above and back in the UK. This time it was Ely and a lady called Vicky who worked in London, was divorced and ...well ... in need of some physical attention. Another encounter gleaned from a dating website, but not the one you and I used.

I took the shots above at her place in June of 2005, spending a weekend at her place and exploring Ely....and Vicky. Long lie ins and long sessions of making love. Vicky was great in front of the camera and sexy with it, as you can see above. Few are naturals apart from professional models, but she was.

Her ... umm... attributes were well worth photographing, as well! I spent many happy times between Vicky's legs during 2005 and 2006 and spooning with her in bed, my erection between her legs leading to some rather satisfying explorations from behind. She liked being taken from behind and it wasn't confined to the bedroom.

Talking of which the shots above were taken in a spare bedroom at the back of the house and the foam was for comfort and to avoid marking the mattress!

On the day these shots were taken I was on my third or fourth visit. She had greeted me in a dressing gown. We walked into the kitchen. Vicky undid my belt pulled my trousers down, removed her gown, pulled what I think was a nightie  (the one above, up around her waist and leaned over her kitchen counter with her legs apart so I could take her from behind.

I'm not sure what she had been up to before I arrived but she was wet and swollen down there....and ready. I fondled her breasts. They were the kind of breasts you couldn't keep your hands off. I eased them out of the nightie thing so that ended up around Vicky's waist. They were very responsive! She arched her back to accommodate me and that was us fucking almost before I had said hello. Mind you I have always loved a bit of excitement with my sex and Vicky was more than a little inventive. More on that in the future perhaps.

You can imagine the rest, but she was well satisfied that afternoon!

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This lady is Emma and the location is London. One of my introductions from another lady. The year is 2007. Emma was fit and I mean very fit and considerably younger than you LL.

THe purpose of my visit to Emma's was a photo shoot, which proceeded normally up to a point. By the afternoon she was quite relaxed in front of my cameras, to the extent she decided that lingerie and underwaer should be part of the photography. That was all fine. She had some lovely lacy bras and panties and looked very good in them.

Whether it was the fact that she had become relaxed with me or because she was in and out of pretty skimpy underwear, she became quite frisky, flirting with me, letting me see a nipple when she adjusted a bra or adjusting her panties so they were so tight I could see the outline of her pussy. I won't say I wasn't aroused under my pants, I was but tried to remain professional.

Her final item was the one you see above and her final action before ... was to use her fingers to stretch it tight against her pussy.

Guess what?

The next thing is that she has taken it off in front of me walked around the camera, undone my shirt and belt. From there I am sure you can guess that we ended up in her bed, next door to the room above...and she was married! I notice later while we were entwined in bed that she had taken her rings off.

She started things by sitting astride me while I fondled her boobs and made her nipples erect before she slowly lowered herself onto my erection. Then she was sliding up and down on me and moaning while she did. I remember I looked down and could see the lips of her pussy wet and wide enveloping my cock. Each time she rose up I could see my erection covered in her juices and it was lovely and warm inside her. Emma continued until she couldn't hold herself back any more. Then she just sat on me with me inside her and rocked to and fro vigorously rubbing her clit on my pubic bone until she came.

When she did she cried out and then collapsed on top of me.

After a short while while I caressed her back and ass, I rolled her off onto her back., spread her  legs and went straight back inside her. Slowly, gently exploring all of her inside. Teasing her clit as I reversed my thrusts. Her breasts were covered in perspiration and I rather liked caressing them while they were wet and moist like that. Eventually, I reached the point that Vicky had earlier. I couldn't hold back any longer, so came down hard on her, repeatedly until I let go of my load inside her...she came seconds before I did.

Married or not, Vicky was up for a few more encounters which were relatively easy to arrange as her husband travelled. We met at my London apartment and in my home in Cambridge - I had sold Norfolk by then. She told me that she had never been made love to in the way that I did, hence she came back for more. In fact our affair continued for several years into early 2009.



 

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All three photos above are of the same lady taken on different occasions in the same place. I can't say that Gemma had the biggest boobs in the world but she made up for it in enthusiasm. These shots were taken at her place in Cumbria LL in 2004 and 2005. Another hook up via a website. She then lived in Arnside in your county, but I bet you have never been there.

I think it was junction 36 that I turned off at on the M6. That seems about right as that was Gemma's bust size. I always smiled to myself when I reached that junction. She was quite young so I was surprised when after some chat online and on the phone she agreed for me to come visit.

I knew immediately when I first met her that she was lonely. Arnside is just a village and she rented a small place there. As I recall it was something to do with being near her work. To my surprise we enjoyed each other's company despite the age difference. She made me laugh and I made her do the same. It's amazing how two people can 'click' like that despite being from different generations.

Staying at her small place - there were only two bedrooms and the second one was mighty small - we were in close proximity. The first photo above I took in the afternoon of my initial visit. It was inevitable anyway, as Gemma said so most of our early getting to know each other was physical and in her bed. She may not have had big boobs but her hips knew how to work and Gemma knew how to work them.

She was lovely LL and if there hadn't been such a gap in our ages, who knows we might have been a permanent item. Gemma really appreciated the sex she had with me. It wasn't that she was just saying that. I could tell she meant it, and she was a superb lay herself. She told me that I had taught her a 'few things' about intercourse and foreplay that none of her few boyfriends in the past had a clue about. Gemma said that with them it had always been a case of wham, bam and thank you ma'am.

With me she said it was so enjoyable, that I knew how to pleasure a woman and how to give her more than one orgasm. The latter is very true. Gemma told me hadn't come so frequently ever as she did with me.

 Incidentally I took the second photo above just before introducing her to the pleasures of my 'eating' her pussy and licking her clit until she came.

On that note and bearing in mind I fly to France tomorrow, I will end this blog.

Ciao

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