For LL in the UK
More photos of clients and not clients LL, if you follow. Each and every one got laid too, because they wanted it.
They say a man can't keep it in his pants/trousers, but there are just as many women who can't keep their panties on. These are a selection of them. Some sweet, where butter wouldn't melt in their mouths and others much more blatant.
God, what a difference between them and you LL. I still wonder what I was thinking back in 2003-5 to even entertain the idea of settling with you. Given the number of men you had had in your life even then, I should have been forewarned, but being bereaved clouded my judgement. Thank goodness, not for too long. A close shave indeed, for me. Not for you. You have never been able to realise which side your bread is buttered and missed out big time as a result.
Me - I'm wealthy, very. Happy, very and blessed with having known, and knowing, so many beautiful women. I'm not fat either!
This lady had an 'absent' husband. I guess you might put her in the 'butter wouldn't melt' category LL. She was subtle, not blatant, but she got what she wanted from me. I was happy to give it to her too. That sweater coming off, the bra strap allowed to stay where it fell and I was hers. The fact she had no panties under her skirt just made all the more ... rewarding.
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California 2016
A friend's wife, Lee, out for an afternoon drive, somewhere between Olema and Hamlet on US 1. The flowers she sitting among grow wild on the coast there LL. However, Lee didn't grow wild and our opportunities were fairly spaced apart, due to her married life. She wanted the affair and she wanted me in particular. Despite appearances in this shot, she was as wild as those flowers when we made love. We met in San Francisco when I bought my place there. In fact, I met her husband first, then Lee.
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This lady was a client in 2007, but on this occasion she was a lover. Grietje was one very sexy, newly separated lady. As I said LL, we first met in 2007 when she and her husband were clients. We all remained in contact. they were nice people, or at least I thought they were in 2007. Turned out I was only 50% right in that respect. Grietje was nice, turned out her husband wasn't at least to her. Hence the separation.
It would be wrong to say that I caught her on the rebound, but I was aware it might seem like that when she asked me to take her to bed. Our first time(s) was/were in my hotel bedroom. After I came back that way a week later from Germany, Grietje asked to see me again. This time it was at a friend's house where I could apparently stay as her friend was away and Grietje was house minding.
I stayed there three nights with her. Three nights of her lust for me LL and three morings, plus a few 'extras' thrown in during the day. That was the case when she allowed me the shot above (in my shirt!). The shirt went down and my cock went up inside her, three times. Lovely breasts and really good in bed.
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Louise was neither married, nor did she have a partner, when she approached me through a friend asking about photos. back then LL I was getting laid very, very regularly. Right through 2004, 2005 and onward. Of course you were right, later, that there were lots of women wanting to get laid. You just didn't realise how many or that I had already found out after you cheated on me as per your admission in March of 2004.
In fact at one point I was getting my 'leg over' almost every day/night of the week with maybe three or four women. Separately, in the main, of course!
Louise had me meet her at her place in Norwich, an older terraced property. She ostensibly wanted me to take photos of her. We met that October. She had found out about my interest in photography through a friend from my last place of work, the insurance company. Louise had told me over the phone that she was black.
When I finally arrived at her home and we said hello, had a drink etc she asked if it was OK for me to take some semi-nude photos of her. I told her it was fine LL. Louise was slim, somewhere near her mid thirties and possessed as far as I could see of at least two outstanding attributes. She was happy to pay me if the photos turned out OK. I had the feeling we were doing something of a mental dance, so that she didn't appear too...easy.
Fact is she wanted to get laid and that soon became apparent when first we dispensed with shots of her fully clothed and ten when she dispensed with all her clothes. The shorts in the photo she had worn on my arrival. They had come off after she had literally bared her breasts. When she kissed me totally naked and me still clothed, she left no doubt in my mind where our meet was going - to her bedroom. Both of us stripped naked She invited me between her legs LL and a couple of hours later I had achieved a first. Fucking my first black woman, but not my last.
She was an excellent lay and she thought I made her come so much she wanted me back. I think we managed to meet at least once a week for six months. You could say you were sandwiched between her a more than few others LL.
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Sam who hailed from your city LL. I have to say she knew the Lakes well and the fells, the lie of the land and the secret place. That is how I managed to get the photo above and a number of others, at her request. I took them in color and converted to B & W as she asked for them that way. She didn't pay me, she didn't have to. We were lovers for a while until I stopped coming to that area in 2005. In case you were wondering she was thirty two and fantastic in bed.
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She put her finger on it and so did I ... and my mouth. A pretty good shot wouldn't you say LL. Took some fiddling with the lighting, but we both loved the outcome. She had this joke when we first slept together about my past life as a banker. She said bankers would always tell you that you can't make a withdrawal without making a deposit. I always have left her with a deposit.
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‘Are you coming to bed?’ was what Kara asked, as I sat fiddling with my camera LL. My answer was obviously in the affirmative, given that Kara was stark naked and looking gorgeous. The location was her home in Nashua, NH. The rest I leave to your imagination LL. I'm sure you can conjure up a suitable image of our humping.π
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During 2006 LL I managed, apart from being over here, quite a few mini breaks in Europe which were great especially being untethered from you. I went to a few places I felt I should just to see what they were like. Places that had never attracted me because of the people who went to them. For example, Ibiza, Majorca, Kos, and Corfu.
Corfu turned out to be what you might call fertile ground (as were the other places!). There were more than a few women wishing to get laid there and Hayley above from Essex was just one of them. I said fertile ground and I left my seed with several on that trip including Hayley. She was only 'available' during the day due to who she was vacationing with.
Suited me down to the ground, which is where Hayley was most of the time - well down on my bed - she tried to get to me twice a day after the first time., morning and then late afternoon. That was good because the evenings and nights were over the course of my stay devoted to two other women. Halfway through my stay Hayley departed for home, which meant I could fit another in and I did. That in fact became two more.
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The number of times I have taken photos of women just out of the shower are legion LL. They weren't at the time this one was taken, but since then is another story.
Sarah was thirty seven and in very good shape, as you can see. Beautiful in fact and as you once observed I do like slim tall women with boobs just the right size. Not sure where that leaves you LL!π
Question is, was she showering before we had sex or after.
We met via a dating website, not the one we used LL, but another. Another divorced woman who wanted to get laid, and laid she was lots, on many occasions. An hour's drive any midweek day, an overnight stay and we were both well satisfied. Our time together was merely for sex plus a few meals etc. Nothing permanent, although having said that I was still fucking her, on various occasions, four years later.
The answer to the question I posed above was after the event.
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London 2017
Someone else's baby. Actually, someone else's wife LL.
Ms X and I had an affair back in 2009 and she was married then. It lasted about four to five months and then I met Ash. However, we stayed in touch by phone etc, if not physically. However in late 2016. I was widowed again and X asked if we could get together once more. We did and this shot was taken at my London home just before we made love.
We continue to see each other although with Covid that has been a little less often than either of us would wish. However, she has an apartment here in New York and I have my home in London. January is looking favourable for another visit to your shores LL and another visit by Ms X.
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No comments here apart from the horse's name is Bly
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Julie and she came after our September visit to Cyprus LL. She came a lot in her bed and mine as well, sometimes in the kitchen (hers) and once on her dining table, which is behind her in the photo. Her husband was away a lot - need I say more?!
You might wonder if I or we were ever caught out. By we I mean all the married women I had affairs with. The answer is no. A number of factors came into play to prevent that. One was my 'work' in intelligence (you never saw or caught me in your town, did you). Two I am very careful. Three I am highly organised and four I always researched how I and my partner in crime, or rather in sin, were going to handle things.
In my notes, I use abbreviations. Julie for instance is noted in part as TS, GFB, TP. LL. LFB. Which equates to tall slim, good sized firm breasts, tight pussy, long legs, likes it from behind. I never used them for you but if had they might have been S, LB, SP, SL, EW. Meaning short, large breasts, small pussy, short legs, early withdrawal. That last abbreviation has never been used for anyone else.
Julie liked sex, lots of it, because she didn't get it where she should have, from her husband. Her tight pussy gave us both oodles of stimulation, when married up with my thick cock and her breasts were nice and firm and responsive to my touch. At the time of the photo she and her husband had recently returned from a vacation. He had gone, gone to work and wasn't due back for four weeks. When I arrived a day or two after he had left, Julie was all over me and even greeted me totally in the nude such was her hunger.
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I called them Lucy's love triangles. Both the shape of her pubic hair and the shape of her pussy's lips.
Imagine, while you thought you were hoodwinking me, I was getting down and dirty/sexy with women like Lucy. This is not the London Lucy, by the way, who came up with the hospital scenario. I was often down there (see above). Firstly with my mouth and tongue and then when we were having sex of course, when I was in there.
Lucy was one of the many on various websites that just wanted sex and the occasional meal out. I was happy to oblige. At least I got full satisfaction with women like Lucy, when I didn't with you LL - mistress of the early withdrawal!
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Playing with filters. She was playing with her top - clothing top I mean. I played with her physical top. In fact that Monday afternoon she pranced around with that top while I took shots. When (eventually) I arrived home I played with filters on my computer and rather like this one.
It was one of those gray afternoons that you have during Fall, in England, so it rather suited the time. Heather lived just off Houghton Road. That is as precise as I will be because she tells me she still lives in that area LL. So....not that far from your front door. To think that you believed I had gone home when on a Monday afternoon I was playing with Heather's generous breasts and being invited inside her.
I have to say that by that time I was juggling more than a few women including several in your city, so I really had to be highly organised and careful. Apart from you as far as I know none of them saw me with each of them. If they did then they never said. Maybe, if they had, then they didn't want to let go of me as you foolishly did.
Talking of juggling, I did a fair bit of that with Heather and she loved me juggling ...her 'jugs'.
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Had to be France with panties carrying a message like that. It was and she had several pairs with yes on them. She meant it too. One of my earliest affairs in Paris LL and at that point I didn't have an appartement there, so it was hotels and a little place that Aimee had for just the purpose we needed it for and she needed me more than I needed her.
Having said that she was very attractive slim, tall and carrying a fair bit of weight up front, if you follow. All we ever did there was fuck each other's brains out and she could go like a steam hammer. Thank goodness that I was both fit and healthy!
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Wells-next-the-Sea, Norfolk 2005
Don't think I ever took you to the North Norfolk Coast LL. It's beautiful and so was Lynne.
Her purpose in life with me was to pose naked for my camera, which she was very good at and then have sex, which she was also very good at LL.
At thirty six Lynne was in perfect shape. The fact that she had no children probably helped. She was also separated with her ex, of about four years, living abroad. We met via the internet of course, at the back end of 2004. Naturally, things didn't start with nude posing and sex. It started with walks together and my taking photos of the salt marshes and the small harbors, in that neck of the woods. I also took shots of the many birds that live there - feathered variety.
We walked and we talked during my first two visits and ate in one of the pubs. I remember it was pretty cold there that winter, but we both wrapped up well. We got along pretty well. She couldn't always see me and I couldn't always see her, for obvious reasons LL. We were a perfect fit in that respect and we were a perfect fit where and when it mattered!
On my third visit, just after New Year 2005 Lynne asked if I would take shots of her. I said I would, but would probably need more than just my camera to provide good lighting. By then I had invested in my first studio lights and a good flash. Lynne was very patient when I returned the following day with my kit. I was still getting used to where to place the lights and at what height etc, depending on the ambient light and where she sat or stood.
I took some good shots of her partly to my surprise and wholly to hers. She loved what I had taken. That was when she decided that what are termed in the business as glamour shots might be a good idea. Basically, that meant Lynne would pose in her bra and panties in various ways. As I concentrated on getting good shots of her, she became more confident both in front of the camera and in front of me LL.
That led to topless shots. If I hadn't been aroused by the sight of her in her underwear, topless I most certainly was. I remember to saying words like, 'To hell with it, I might as well go all the way', and she removed her panties. More photos then LL, but it was a small step from there to her bedroom and sex and that was how we started and we didn't finish until 2009, when we celebrated her fortieth birthday in Mauritius. I was living over here in the States and although I travelled to Europe frequently, we were seeing less of each other. However that didn't mean we thought less of each other, and so in 2016 when she was forty six and still single she stayed with me for three months in Florida and three months in LA. 90 visa was the reason for her limited stays.
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London 2006
More than a few women that I met LL, liked me buying them sexy underwear and I liked them to wear it for me.
Emma, above, was another woman I met when living at my apartment in Docklands. I loved London, both then and now. Like most big cities it offers anonymity of a kind. That suited me and the women I met and laid even though it was for different reasons. For me it meant the chances of my crossing paths with another lover while in the company of someone like Emma, was remote. In fact it has never happened.
We were both single, both living alone in London, so nights out and nights in together were something we both enjoyed LL. The shot above was taken at Emma’s place and she posed like that just for me. The underwear didn’t stay on - it came off and we spent that Sunday afternoon in and on her bed. You can see her in the photo so I don’t have to describe her physical attributes and how they kept ‘my interest’ fully erect.
Emma liked sex so if I fancied her at any time, fully clothed or not, at either of our apartments she was always up, down or bent over for it.
I was so fortunate and indebted to you. First of all because you went behind my back, secondly because nude photos of you in Italy gave me the idea to resurrect my photography, which led to so many women and lastly to realise that I had a lot to offer women who really appreciated me …in all ways. You really should have waited for me to get over losing my first wife LL.
Emma appreciated me, both socially and even more in bed, making her come like she never had before.
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Women posed/pose for me LL. That’s a fact and I don’t mean just in my studios. They seem to want to show their bodies off, to be appreciated, to receive compliments and be told they are beautiful. Nothing new there of course, but I seem to have a knack or an ability, call it what you wish, to have women pose naked or otherwise without any persuasion from me.
Holly is a case in point. This shot was taken somewhere off the Columbia River Highway east of Portland. In fact it is one of at least twenty good ones we managed that day. Then back to my place in Lake Oswego for a little indoor recreation. Another married lady LL. Been making a habit of them, but do you know what at least they walk away (more or less) fully satisfied which is more than they get with their spouses. If they did, or it wasn't boring, maybe they wouldn't beat a path to my door.
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Back in 2006, and in indeed 2004 and 2005, word spread among the women from my old workplace which is how I took so many of them to bed. In turn they let their 'experiences' with me slip into their circles of friends unconnected with my old employers.
Which is how I got this photo of Leah at one of my Norwich properties in March of that year. I thought she was pretty much perfect if a little too young for me at just over thirty. Too young for anything serious that is, but not for some good old sex. In this particular property which was about to go on the market, I kept one room locked, mainly because of what it contained.
Nothing scary, just a blow up bed (blown up), its pump and various bits and pieces to clean up with. Leah wasn't the first to be on her back on it. Oh boy, was she good when it came to fucking. She loved it, she loved the way I did it and she liked her own variations too. One thing she liked to do when sitting on top of me was to rub her pussy along my erection as it lay on my stomach until she came. Then she would let me pop up and ... pop inside her.
What a figure too! She may have enjoyed her sex with me and I also I enjoyed my sex with her. Her body and those lovely breasts off hers.
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A friend in Milan waiting for the service to begin. Her name is Pierina.
I was soon on my knees in a penitent position praying at the altar that is her pussy, with my tongue followed by us both being in full communion with each other, after all they do call it the missionary position don't they.
Having done penance between her thighs and drank of her juices, it was her turn be above me and make her offering while she rode her way to her own heaven. Her breasts were a suitable offering which I readily accepted, both by hand and mouth LL.
We met in Cannes in the summer of 2006. She was the friend of a guest at a small party I held. She in turn invited me to Milan - I accepted....obviously.
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My lady in Milan, above, may have been just before. Nathalie was just after the event. In fact she is still recovering in this shot, which I don't think she knew I had taken. My Italian ladies (of a certain class) are really gorgeous women LL. The fact I took the time and trouble to learn the language has helped enormously over the years.
Same with my French language skills.
Nathalie, back then was in the fashion industry. She's married now. An elegant woman, all great fashion and good manners when we were out and about. A completely different woman in the bedroom, as many are. Basically, she couldn't keep her legs together. A hungry woman, a very hungry woman LL. Thank goodness I was/am fit!
Now, imagine me at the end of that bed with my small Canon camera with which I took this shot. Moments later she recovered, opened her eyes and watched me walk down the right side of that bed of hers. Then she just lay back again, opened her legs stretched her arms up toward me and drew me back into her as I climbed in between her drawn up legs. What were you doing - making yet another trip across the border to se the fat dwarf. My mind boggles at the thought of you two 'at it' in bed. Pretty revolting sight, I would think.
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Talk about luck of the draw LL. I had carried out a commission for a client near Albany, New York State when he mentioned that his wife had a friend in Toronto who was looking for a good photographer and would rather use someone recommended than pick an outfit at random. Would I be interested.
I had planned a trip there, mainly because of an invitation I had from a male friend who worked for the insurance company I was with for a quite a few years, back in the UK. Introduction was made to the lady in Toronto by my Albany client and I arranged a trip, flying United out of Manchester, NH. Bob was pleased that at long last I was making the trip to see him in Canada. I told him I had some business to undertake as well. We arranged things so he would accommodate me from the Friday for the weekend - I would see my new client during the week before flying back home to NH.
Come the Monday I said my goodbyes to Bob and his wife and their children and took a cab across town to the lady's address, arriving around 10.30 a.m. Turned out Fleur was a French Canadian lady in her mid to late thirties, but she didn't look it. I discerned a rather attractive figure and she had a lovely face. I was offered coffee and we talked of her friends near Albany and how I came to be where I was in the USA. She told me that she hailed from Montreal, originally.
Seeming to get along well we enjoyed a few jokes about the American lack of sophistication and she said that given where I lived and where she came from, we both knew what cold winters were. I disabused her of that notion, telling her I tended to spend my winters in Florida. That was when she told me she also had a place there. Most of the year she let it out but reserved a few weeks for herself. Her place was near Sarasota.
After coffee and the chat we got down to photography. I set up and when she was ready, took the shots she was looking for. Then using my laptop we reviewed them and she chose those she liked the most. I told her I would send her all of them apart from the poor ones and she could have those she really liked printed off and framed.
We went out to lunch and returned to her place in the early afternoon. I had planned to fly back to NH that evening, probably on standby. I had been told by the airline staff that the flight was rarely full. When we returned Fleur asked if I would take some more shots. I told her that of course I would LL. She said she would change and disappeared into her bedroom. I remained in her lounge flicking through a magazine, as I recall.
Then she called me and said to bring my camera. I tapped on her bedroom door and she said to come in. I did. She was sitting on her bed in that very feminine and flouncy garment you see above LL. I wasn't sure what to call it - a gown I guessed. However the most prominent feature wasn't the gown, but Fleur's body that was more than apparent beneath it. As you might guess I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was superb.
I said nothing, she pointed to my camera which was dangling idly by my side. She asked whether I was going to take her photo. I did and then she stood, posed quite provocatively several times. Fleur was teasing me, I knew that. She shrugged the gown off her shoulders, stuck one long slim leg out. I could see the swell of her breasts above the gown where it had been shrugged down. In fact, I could see her breasts beneath it, too. That was when she sunk to her knees on the floor by her bed and allowed the gown to open almost entirely. The photo above is just one of the shots I took of her.
After that, well after that she took it off entirely and helped me out of my clothes. We fell onto the bed, a tangle of arms and legs and lips. Fleur made me most welcome to her and to Canada LL. Her pussy was relatively easy to negotiate having warmed it up by giving due attention to her clit and of course her boobs. What boobs they were. Only my third Canadian woman and she really measured up in that department. Firm and upturned, they alone turned me on without taking in the fact she had a superb figure as well.
I stayed that night and the next two. Fleur visited me in my old home near Concord NH, several times that year...then along came Ash and before we both knew it we were married.
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Florida 2006
It was Josie's idea to film our lovemaking and she loved the outcome LL. that outcome occurred in two ways. First of all the shot above. One of the best I have captured of one of my women right at the moment when she comes. Josie thought it was superb. This shot is actually a frame from two videoed on two different cameras. In this shot my head was buried between her thighs.
The second outcome was the obvious one …her cum which oozed out as she went through her aftermath. She wasn’t the only one to hold her boobs like that either.
This all happened in the same bed you and I shared in WLC, my foolish LL Just a woman I met on a walk on sanibel who was looking to get laid on her vacation. She liked my house by the way and the pool, but there was something more she liked better, especially when it was inside her!
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My good friend and lover Annabelle LL. Lovely isn’t she. We have enjoyed an affair since early 2017 and it was recently recharged you could say during my recent stopover in London, Annabelle is unhappily married as you might guess. Of course to get the definition right, it is she who is having the affair. I am single and all I have been doing is fucking a married woman.
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This is Hope. You have seen Hope before in an earlier blog, but perhaps not from this angle. This was taken 'afterwards' as well LL, but we hadn’t finished hence legs in the air and that pussy of hers about to be plundered a second time. Hope was quite the innocent when we first met each other in Concord. Once we started in the bedroom,she was anything but.
I have always been amazed over all these years, since your day LL, at how many women have quite readily enjoyed my company and attention, be it socially or in the bedroom. I have rarely had to make much effort in their direction as they frequently fell into my lap, sometimes literally. Hope was a case in point. Like a lot of women I have met she was lonely ...and single. She's no longer lonely but she, like me is sill single.
There are also women who are lonely within a relationship and a fair few of those have beat a path ... to my bedroom. Finally, there have been and still are those who, for want of a better word, are opportunists. Any chance of getting laid and they are ready for it. I'm never one to turn down an opportunity or indeed an opportunist.
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Opportunists. I mentioned them above. That leads me o a sunny afternoon in an hotel in York. A sunny Monday afternoon to be precise. I had driven there as I was to meet up with a contact from one of the dating sites I frequented back then, on the Tuesday. Pointless to drive home then all the way back again, so I decided to stay over.
Well that proved to be quite a surprise, me staying over that is and what it brought with it. I had managed to check in quite early as my room had been serviced. I had been anticipating mid afternoon. After the drive from your place LL I was ready for coffee. Hotel coffee in the UK has never been fantastic and that York hotel didn't disappoint me on that score. However although the coffee was poor the lady who brought it to me was far from disappointing. You can see her above.
Her name was Alison.
She tapped on my hotel door later that afternoon. I guess you could call it really good service LL and that is what she got, really good service ...from me. WE were both pleased with what we received so much so that I returned for more two weeks later. Same day a Monday, only this time I stayed over a second day and not in the hotel. On Trip Advisor she would have scored 5/5 stars. I have to say a young woman like Alison did wonders for me.
I, apparently, did wonders for her too. At least that is what she said after I had 'creamed' her twice that first time. Lovely tits that stayed put and didn't bounce around too.
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A client and this photo part of her shoot. Name is KΓ€the.
KΓ€the was/is from a semi noble family in Austria and it was to her rather grand home that I traveled in May 2008 LL. Recommended by a mutual friend in London, I had met her briefly when I was invited to a social gathering at the US Embassy. We weren't quite strangers, but not far from being so LL.
Somehow I expected her home to house family, but apart from her and three dogs plus some staff, she was all there was. That sounds like something left over, but KΓ€the was far from that. With just the two of us there and, I found out later, my 'reputation' preceding me LL, it was inevitable and she instituted it.
I'll leave it there LL. KΓ€the isn't her first name, by the way. Must protect my clients!
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I love studio work, especially when I get results like this. My Boston lover at the time, Rachel, loved the shots I took of her, too.
Really nice Bostonian lady who had just come out of a fairly messy divorce. You could describe our relationship as occasional, but very satisfying LL.
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I love my summers at the home I own on Skyros LL. Apart from Ash of course, I have entertained quite a few friends there including Sarah, who appears above. We have this small secluded cove nearby which you can only really access from my property or by boat. Consequently, it is virtually and almost exclusively private.
Sarah had joined me from London. I had arrived there via Milan. I first met Sarah at the back end of 2016 in New York when I was up there from Florida, on business. Sarah is British and was in New York staying at her older sister’s apartment on what she told me was a Christmas shopping trip. A friend in NYC told me an English woman that she knew was in town and maybe she, my friend and I could get together for dinner, which we did LL. My friend was also female. You will have guessed that I tend to have more women as friends than men.
We enjoyed dinner and a day later I enjoyed Sarah at her request. She was lovely in bed LL, attentive, caressing and very affectionate. For my part I returned her caresses, which of course led to the inevitable sex, resulting in our mutual satisfaction.
She lives in North London and so when I was over there, we renewed our liaison and I invited her to join me in Skyros for a vacation. She readily accepted. That resulted in my gaining a whole lot of photos of Sarah including the one above LL. I’m not sure how I would describe Sarah’s body. It isn’t remarkable in any way. Her boobs are fairly ‘standard’ and she has a reasonable figure, but there is something about her overall that really turned/turns me on She is very active in bed and can come, dare I say, quite frequently. Quite the ‘cumbucket’, LL.
Hopefully, we will be ‘reunited’ next year when I travel to Europe again.
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After the ups and downs with you in 2006 LL, both physical on your bed and mentally, the year proved to be another very rewarding on for me, not least on my West Country trips LL. they weren’t the only trips I made of course. I had more vacations that year than the three previous years, to Europe, over here and at least one to Israel.
One such mini break was to meet up with two women I had been chatting with, which meant a week away more or less. I hasten to add I was meeting them separately. The first is above LL. The second below.
Mine head or rather near there was where Eva lived. She knew my age so I was surprised that she agreed to meet up given that she was just thirty five LL. However, she single with no ties, no partner and very much a free agent. We had talked for just about six months, on and off when she invited me down from Norfolk. Not only did she extend the invitation but she said that I could stay in her home.
We spent four days together and a good deal of that time was on the beach. She knew the coastline and took me to a little piece of shore near Porlock on our second day. We didn’t sleep together that first night. However Eva got quite frisky on the beach. I remember the moment I took the above shot very well. She asked if I would like to see and touch her breasts. Of course, I said yes LL - can you imagine me dealing!
Down came her white top and she allowed her boobs their freedom holding them herself to begin with and then passing that pleasure to me. Meantime she was interested in my cock which she released by pulling my trunks down. I wasn’t far off a full erection. As I held her breasts and squeezed, she held my cock and pumped it slowly LL. It didn’t take much attention from her small soft hand to have me quie rigid. In the lee of the cliff where we were that late May morning, she slipped her bikini bottom down and then slipped me between her legs. Using her hips to their full potential she slid to and fro until her pussy was wet and open and her clit fully aroused.
I finished up fucking her from behind as she leaned against a rock. She came of course, with lots of ‘oh’s’ and ‘yes’s’. I had stayed inside her, holding her onto me by her hips. Although I stopped thrusting when she came, I was still hard as a stick of Minehead rock and of course she knew that. I started again, slowly this time. Eva liked that a lot on two counts, she later told me. One that I was slow (to begin with) and two that I was able to fuck her again so quickly after the first time.
Slow thrusting became medium thrusting. Her moans became shouts, thankfully covered by the sound of the breakers and a few gulls cries. When I reached full speed holding onto her tits and squeezing them hard she came again, oozing her cum all around my erection. I kept going, banging her again and again until we both came, almost in unison but not quite.
The sea cleaned us up. Eva told me that if I was that good on the beach, she was really looking forward to getting me into her bed, which she did late that afternoon. So, LL, my stay with Eva, the first of a number was one of a good deal of pleasure for us both. Me, because she was quite a sexy lady with a nice body, firm, perky boobs and a generous pussy. Her, because she said that I was the best she had had almost ever. I did pick up on the ‘almost’ when we were in her bath together and she said she had said that because she didn’t want me to get a big head because of it…big cock yes, big head, no. We laughed of course as it was all banter, really.
We also joked about Minehead using to make reference to my cock -‘mine head’. I managed several more trips to see Eva in between everything and everyone else. We also met up in Bath when I was in the area which I was a lot because of other female ‘interests’ I had in that part of the world.
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Onto Devon and onto Becky, almost literally. She lived near Budleigh Salterton and worked in Exeter. Becky was newly divorced some months before we met and was currently without a partner when we did meet.
I stayed on the edge of Exeter the first night of my four day visit but was invited to stay at her little terraced home on the subsequent nights. The first day was an evening in fact as Eva had held onto me almost literally until I had to leave. I booked into my hotel changed and met Becky as we had arranged, for a meal. We clicked and hit off right from the get go and it soon became apparent from our conversation that evening that she was into getting laid.
After a few drinks her conversation turned to when I had last had sex and when she had. I lied. I don’t know whether she did, but judging by the next days a Saturday, I don’t thinks she was. She had asked me to stay with her the rest of my time there and I agreed. I checked out of the hotel and made my way to her place that Saturday morning.
I was treated by the shapely form of Becky in a dressing gown and, it appeared, nothing much else. I was soon to learn it was nothing at all LL. We had chatted extensively via the dating site we used, via email and on the phone, so we both had an idea of what made each of us ‘tick’. I was fully aware that sex made Becky tick and consequently we wasted no time in finding out what each of us had to offer. A quick coffee was followed by some nice long drawn out sex.
When we reached her bedroom, Becky slipped her gown off lay on her bed hands behind her head and said, and I still remember this clearly, ‘Let’s see what you are made of’. She was please with what she saw pointing toward her and very ready for action LL. With her hands behind her head it had the effect of drawing her breasts up into rather nice peaks, both topped by semi erect nipples.
She smiled, I smiled and walked to the bottom of her bed. Becky opened her legs and drew them up. I climbed between them. I leaned over, kissed her and then kissed her breasts. Sitting back up, I placed my hands on said breasts and fondled them. Becky placed her hand on my erection and stroked me to and fro along the furrow of her pussy until it was wet and partially open. Then she moved it to her clit and with far more rapid movements rubbed herself until she started moaning and then utter a whole series of oh’s, at which point she came.
Almost immediately she steered me inside her and I slowly plunged deep inside her. I leaned over and sucked her breasts and nibbled on her now very erect nipples. I looked down at our ‘action’ and took pleasure from seeing her juices flowing around my cock which was beautifully wrapped around by her pussy’s lips. We fucked away LL for a number of minutes then she asked me to hook my arms around her legs which then went all the way back to her head.
There vertical wooden struts on her headboard and she grabbed hold of two of them with her hands. At that point she asked me to fuck her hard. I had it figured. At that angle I was coming down hard on her clit. Sure enough, as I watched her face contort the nearer she came to her orgasm, the faster I went the harder I pounded, she started to come. Bucking up as best she could, she climaxed in a whoosh of cum. Not the way it usually slowly flows but a big quick burst.
I let her legs down to a more comfortable angle and watched as she slowly recovered. There was a sheen of perspiration in her cleavage which I thought was rather sexy at the time. I was still inside her, still maintains an erection. ‘Goodness Peter you are still hard. Haven’t you come?’ She asked me. I told her no. ‘Fuck me again from behind, please. If it was as good as this was then …’. I withdrew, rolled her over, had her shuffle down the bed and I stood. Then I enter her wet and swollen pussy from behind LL and we fucked again. I just went for it that second time and held her hips so she didn’t drift away from me.
I was certainly doing something for her judging by the noises she made and the way her hands were gripping the bedsheets. Then she came oozing her cum this time while I continued a short while longer. I felt it all happening for me, that final thickening of my cock inside her and gorgeous rush of my seamen rushing on its journey to be sprayed inside her. I throbbed a little then was done - just squeezing the last of my juices into Becky.
I withdrew. Becky turned around on all fours, her boobs dangling down and then knelt up and drew me onto the bed and to her. We cuddled and caressed and kissed. Then we showered. I changed and Becky got dressed. We went out, drove a short distance and had lunch. Then we walked for part of the afternoon along the shore just talking. Back at Becky’s late afternoon and we fucked again, without making it upstairs.
In the evening I took her out for a meal then back for a nightcap and bed. We made love twice and then slept. In the morning we reprised the night before…Becky made the same remark you did LL about my making love to her four times in just under twenty four hours.
Becky was a very good and very hungry lover LL. Nice body, nice boobs. I made another visit a short while after the first and then there was a gap of several months before she could invite me again. By this time I was in Cambridge, so I invited her to London and from there she came and stayed with me in Cambridge.
I am still in touch, albeit not physical, with both Becky and Eva. I have just realised that Porlock, Minehead and Budleigh Salterton have a certain resonance.
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After I stopped heading northward in the UK in 2006, I have to say LL that I missed the northern lasses that I had met. I liked their no nonsense approach. That is not to say those in the south were that different, just a little more subtle.
Katie, who appears above in her bathroom, is one of the no nonsense ladies. Again the internet provided us with the means to get together and we did quite frequently from late 2004 until mid 2006. This shot was taken in early 2005 LL and as you can see her breasts easily equalled yours although hers were/are younger as is the reason her. Katie was a very healthy and fit thirty seven in 2005 and not exactly one of the more submissive ladies in my life.
Incidentally, in the shot above the towel is just about to come off. I have the next shot so maybe I will post that in the future. Despite her large boobs Katie had a very nice figure under that towel.
So, there we were in late 2004 at her home in Harrogate - me with a towel around my waist and she the same. Towels off and a short few steps to her bedroom. Katie and I were already aroused from a certain amount of caressing and petting in the bath. I reached her bed first and she pushed me back onto it in a playful way. I lay there looking up at her and feasting my eyes (and my libido) on her body. There was the merest wisp of pubic hair above her pussy.
Katie climbed onto the bed alongside me. Offered up one of her boobs to my mouth and the other to my hands. She slowly brought me back to a full erection with her hand. Having achieved that LL she straddled me, steered me in and started rising up and down. She was pretty wet down there so the whole activity was accompanied by those liquid noises that you were once familiar with, with me. Up and down she went and my hands enveloping, as far as possible, her breasts. Thinking of it now is quite sexy in itself. Katie managed a fair bit of that lovely up and down movement but took a breather by siting on me and rocking to and fro. That was when her moans started LL, one after the other until just before she came she let rip a whole stream of ‘oh’s’. Then, with me still inside her and her pushy cramping repeatedly against my cock, she collapsed on top me.
I wouldn’t say I was smothered by her boobs, but it was pretty close!
She rolled off me, I rolled on her. Her legs akimbo and my cock plunging her depths LL. Entry was easy. Her pussy was fully dilated and she told me that she was really enjoying the thickness of my cock, touching her inside where she had never been touched LL. I didn’t make things fast. I wanted Katie to enjoy our sex. I was enjoying it very much. With us guys there is always a temptation to go straight for it and fuck fast. That isn’t my style. If a woman gives herself to me, I want her to come back for more. It’s worked extremely well so far LL.
It worked with Katie. She loved my long slow approach, accompanied by my squeezing her tits from time to time That is until her urges started to take over and she lost control of herself. Then her body ran away with her and she was racing headlong toward her climax. Naturally, LL I helped her on her way by going faster and faster. Then she came. Her legs had been spread wide just before, now when she came they dropped either side of me still crooked up. I felt her thighs against me quivering and cramping against my thighs. Her pussy was no different - that was cramping against my erection.
‘Oh my God Peter, that was fantastic and you went on for so long. You have no idea how good that was just keeping going.’ I was still inside her as she looked and as I slowly withdrew. ‘ Oh, you haven’t come have you.’ That was evidenced by the rigidity of my cock LL, still almost 100% rigid.
Did Katie want me again? Yes, she did, but that was not quite how she put it. ‘After what you have just done for me, you’ve must have your moment’,she said. I had every intention that I would bit it is particularly nice if it comes naturally, from the woman. Well it all came naturally in the end LL.
Katie got off the bed as I sat on the edge of it. Her naked body brushing past mine as she then sat on my lap, or rather pinned herself there. Slowly she went up and down. Her arms were hooked around my neck and her breasts were right before me. I fondled them as she fucked me. I sucked on her nipples and caressed her body and I helped her in her efforts by holding her arse. She came LL, I was nearly there but not quite.
I encouraged her to get off me and then turned her around against the bedroom wall and finished the job by fucking her from behind. Katie produced yet another orgasm and I injected her with all I had. She said she actually felt my sperm entering her.
As I said earlier, the photo above was taken in early 2005 by which time we were more than familiar with each other and what we liked. Be it meals out, the cinema, theatre or of course in the bedroom. We even enjoyed some days away in the UK.
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On one of my return trips to Eva (the Minehead lady), she told me that her sister lived in Cornwall. If I wanted to her sister Abby would put me up for a few days while I spent time out and about with my camera LL. It didn’t quite work out like that.
I accepted the invitation with every intention of taking some photos, remaining at arm’s length from her sister Abby and busying myself with photography. Abby had a flat just on the edge of Newquay. When I arrived that afternoon, she made me very welcome. The flat was just one bedroom with a bathroom and a large lounge diner. My ‘bed’ for the night was to be a bed settee.
Except it wasn’t LL. Abby was early thirties, as you can see from her photo above and, I guess, more than a little frisky with a man in her flat. She flirted with a lot and I enjoyed it. When it came to bedtime the settee on which we had been sitting watching TV needed to be sorted out so I could sleep. Abby said she couldn’t be bothered with all that and I was to share her bed.
We had sat pretty close together on the settee and she had been a little free with touching my leg. Nothing to risquΓ©, but enough to be quite flirtatious. It was difficult not to be close on that couch, so we spent the evening thigh to thigh. Hence her hand resting on my thigh LL. I let her use her bedroom and bathroom first. After all I hardly knew her, but I wasn’t naive enough to think nothing would happen after we went to bed. I decided to play it by ear, so to speak and would suggest a pillow down the middle of the bed, not that I thought it would work of course. But … I had to at least play the gentleman.
I sat in the lounge until Abby said to go in. The bathroom was off the bedroom. I decided to undress in there and wear my boxers to bed. All I could see of Abby when I went through her bedroom was her head poking out above the duvet. So far, so good … or not depending on one’s expectations. One point of note was the bed. It was a 4’ 6” one so whatever way we arranged things we were going to be close. I washed, undressed, collected my clothes together and left the bathroom.
When I returned, Abby was sitting up in bed waiting for me. She was naked down to her waist, her perky boobs on display as a temptation … and they were very tempting LL. I walked round the bed ready to get in when Abby said, ‘You’re not going to wear those are you’, pointing to my boxers. I replied ‘Not if you don’t want me to’. They came off. I was partially aroused already, so she didn’t see a completely deflated cock, but a semi hard one.
I climbed into bed beside her. As I did, I could see her thigh and it was apparent that she wore nothing below the waist either. If I hadn’t done so before LL I would have been in the mode of …I can’t believe I’m climbing into bed with a naked thirty year old. But, I had done it before.
I slipped in beside Abby and then shortly after I slipped inside Abby.
As soon as I was in bed she turned toward me. Her firm breasts pressed against me and her hand diving down to my erection. My hand found her nicely rounded derrière which I squeezed. Then passion took over. She pumped me and I made her pussy wet and aroused her clit. Then she was on top of me. Her bedside light was still lit and she looked great as she moved up and down on me.
I stroked her thighs, squeezed her lovely ass and then took that operation to her tits LL. All of which culminated in Abby coming. It was fortunate in a way that the flat above her was unoccupied, as I don’t think they would have gotten much sleep early on due to the noise she made.
We switched positions and I was between her legs giving her the benefit of my erection as I slid my cock into her very wet pussy. Up went her legs, down came my hands and I was holding those lovely firm tits again LL as I thrust into her again and again, slowly at first. I have noted how hard her breasts were and how erect were her nipples. Abby was a very healthy young woman with a lovely body and as I discovered strong thighs.
That night I made her come twice more and also satisfied myself by bursting forth inside her. After I had come she held me inside her with those strong thighs. We cuddled and caressed and she fell asleep in my arms. I awoke the next morning with Abby seeking a reprise of the night before. This time though LL, it was me that mounted her the first time and then the second she spent on all fours with her arse in the air and her pussy seeking a full on servicing.
That day she directed me along the coast where we spent time on the beach and swam a bit in the sea. Abby was quite interested in my photography and watched as I took shots of the scenery and using a 600mm lens some of the bird life. One bird I certainly enjoyed taking was Abby, both photos and in bed. On the beach I managed to get a number of her topless including the one above.
I stayed with her for three nights before heading north eastwards back to see Eva on my way home. They were three nights (and days) of full on activity LL, most of it sexual. To this day I am not aware whether the sisters knew or even talked about the fact that I slept with both of them.
That wasn’t the last I saw of Abby …
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2006 was a year of multiple visits to Europe LL. Free of you and of course working for myself left in a free and easy mode. Trips to Italy, France and Spain flowed almost as regular as clockwork. Some I took on my own - business in those countries, combined with some pleasure - but quite a few I took with a friend. Carole was one such. She was toward the other end of my age spectrum whereas Amy, above, was some seventeen years younger at thirty four.
I certainly landed on my feet, if I had ever needed to land as such, once you went behind my back LL. Time after time I found attractive and nice women who valued my friendship … and physical attributes. Amy was one of them and her vacation with me in Spain involved some subterfuge on her part. I met Amy through what might be called my ‘Norwich Network’. She was married, but unhappy in her marriage. We began a relationship in September 2005 after you and I returned from Cyprus.
We had to be careful of course and we were. I am something of a past master in that department LL and as long as Amy followed my instructions we managed all our meetings with ever being discovered, by her other half or any one she knew. Spending time at my place helped, given how ‘out of the way’ it was. I am sure you can see my physical attraction to Amy LL, but she had a great personality too. It had been suppressed far too long in her marriage, hence with my being single and carrying something of a reputation with me, she sought me out. I readily accepted her approach.
Come 2006, I suggested a short vacation. Amy agreed and set about working out a way to make it happen. Amy suggested that she use the ruse of visiting an old school friend who ‘owned’ a place in Spain. That was me of course LL. I didn’t arrange things for Denia, but for my fairly newly acquired place in Puerto Banus, complete with pool. The plan was for me to fly out a few days before, acquire a hire car and some necessary groceries then pick up Amy from Malaga airport. It went like clockwork.
Amy phoned her husband on arrival so he knew she was OK. She told me that he seemed quite happy. We then departed the airport for my place. Naturally, or at least for us it was, we had sex on arrival. Both naked, both quite warm and in Amy’s case excited She was in my arms kissing me as soon as we had both shed our last item of clothing, our bodies in complete contact all the way down to our groins LL.
How great it was for me to be so close to her youthful body. Her hips, her lovely ass (I had my hands on it) and most of all her breasts. They weren’t the firm up tilted sort that really turn me on, but they were very nice, a good size and firmed up nicely when we had sex. And …sex was what we were about to have at the time of her arrival.
Apart from affection and attention, the other thing Amy received from me was, she told me, the most satisfying sex she had ever had. Her words LL - not mine. Once again on her first night in Puerto Banus that was what I intended giving her.
Apart from you LL, I felt almost an obligation to be kind, tender and considerate to all the women I met and made love to. I did with you until March 2004. After that it purely mechanical, you pretty much lost me right then. I say pretty much as I carried on to give you a second chance, but you failed to take it. You took my generosity quite freely, that's for sure!
Amy and I enjoyed that short break very much. The shot above was taken along the coast. I am sure you know places like Estepona etc. She didn't wander around topless. Her top came off purely so I could photograph her in the sea topless. I will say one thing I was dying to get my hands on her lovely tits again almost as son as she bared them. I did that afternoon and the rest of her. For her part she couldn't get enough of me, so we were pretty much a perfect match in that respect.
Our relationship lasted right through to 2009 when I met Ash. Amy didn't mind the fact that I travelled lots, nor that I started living over here in the States, as long as when I was available she could have me. We stayed in touch, as friends, until late 2016, when we started over again...and we have remained so ever since.
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I could explain fully how I managed this shot, or I could just leave it to your imagination.
Four healthy young women - all in their thirties, by the way - posing for me in the south of France. All their breasts were attractive, stimulating even. Although I guess one of them wasn't quite up to my standard. I wonder if you can guess which one. Ponder on that Ll while I continue.
I came upon this quartet of beauties as I was walking, what I thought was a fairly deserted stretch of beach. Camera and two lenses to hand to capture whatever I saw by way of scenery and/or bird life. I saw the ladies way in the distance and away from the shoreline. At first I thought I had stumbled on a nudist colony but as I drew a little nearer I could see they were wearing bikini bottoms. I continued walking only stopping occasionally to take a shot. I was in swimming trunks and linen shirt.
Next thing is I hear a shout of 'bonjour viens ici'.
At first I didn't here their calls but when all four stood up and shouted (boobs to the fore) then I noticed. 'Hello, come here', they repeated in French and so I trudged across the sand to where they were now sitting again. Turned out there was one Italian (guess which one LL) one French lady and two English women. They thought I was French, hence the call of 'bonjour viens ici'.
The reason for their call was to ask me to take their photo after establishing I was 'something of a photographer. This was an opportunity not to be missed I told myself and so I took a number of shots. All four of them clustered around me as I flecked through what I had taken You can imagine how I felt with all those topless ladies in very close proximity.
I made a note of two of their email addresses on my phone and said I would forward copies once I had uploaded them. With all that bare flesh around me LL, it was fair to say that I was stirred down below to an extent. No one said anything, but I found out later that it hadn't gone unnoticed. I sat with them for a while. We were in a circle on the sand, so I was eyes on to four pairs of boobs and it was hard (pun intended) not to look. I stayed as long as they would have me, chatting and then wandered off to complete my much delayed but delightfully interrupted walk LL.
On all my sojourns in Europe I was and never have been without a woman. To come across these four lovely examples of womanhood on my second day was a real bonus.I didn't think I would see them again but I did a day and a half later. This time they were clothed and sitting outside a cafe enjoying drinks. I didn't notice them at first until one of them, the lady on the far right in the photo, Jenny, got up, touched my arm as I sauntered by and asked me to join them. Now why would I refuse LL.
I didn't.
There were four at the table, but no sign of Giulietta the Italian. However there was an addition to the group in the shape of another English girl, Charlotte. Apart from Jenny there was also Roberta (second in from the right in the photo), Tamara and the French lady Simone. She is the lady second from the left. I enquired as to Giulietta's whereabouts and they told me she was resting having had quite a late night.
I bought drinks all round as they emptied and we spent a couple of very pleasant hours there into the late afternoon. Eventually we all rose to leave. The girls/women said their goodbyes to each other LL and three out of the four drifted off, leaving Jenny and I together. It turned out that Jenny and the others meet up every year in the south of France and have done ever since they all attended the same public school in England LL.
They were staying in various hotels along the coast but all within walking distance of each. Jenny it turned out was in one hotel, Charlotte and Roberta in another and Simone and Giulietta in another. When we arrived at Jenny's hotel I asked her if she would like a drink. She did and two more. Then she asked me if I would like her. These public school ladies don't beat about the bush LL. I told her yes, of course and we retired to her bedroom.
Retired makes it sound like we were going to take it easy. Nothing could have been further from the truth. We were naked with just a few minutes. Jenny I had seen before, bar her pussy. Number four in the photo in case you have forgotten LL She looked great in that bedroom.
As I was removing the last of my clothes, Jenny stood there rubbing her hands all over her body and especially her tits. She asked me to hurry up. There was no doubt she was very ‘hungry’ LL, her hand went down to her pussy and at that point I too was naked. My cock was hard and pointing in her direction. Jenny looked at me then sat on the end of the bed, lay back and drew her legs up and apart, revealing my pink and wet destination. We ‘docked’ shortly after. I stood as I entered her and my hands reached down to her lovely breasts. They were soon firm under my hands and her nipples just about erect.
Tight on first entry her pussy proved to be very generous once we got going LL. I was wallowing inside her and touching all points and Jenny for her part was enjoying every minute of our fucking. Moans and groans gave evidence of that. We did it three ways before I came LL, but Jen came each time - i.e. three times. Her idea to vary our positioning. I took her in the traditional way, standing. Then she was on top of me. I think that was the best for her, but she told me all three ways were wonderful. I loved on top as it left my hands free to take her great boobs in hand. Finally, I came inside her from behind.
She was mightily impressed by my performance and as we lay side by side she asked if I would be interested in a threesome with Roberta, who she knew would be up for it. The latter lady is second in from the right in the shot above.
As you will observe LL, she has equally desirable breasts, so I agreed. It wasn't as though I was new to the idea after all. The threesome took place the next day in Jenny's room. She had a big bed! A little different to some threesomes, but quite sexy and very satisfying.
Roberta was first up, or rather down. Legs apart and up. I buried my head down there and started licking her pussy. Meantime Jenny had placed her pussy on Roberta's face and the later was providing the same service to Jenny as I was to Roberta. I 'won'. I made Roberta come just before Jenny reached her climax. Having two women moaning and coming almost at the same time did wonders for my own arousal. They had obviously done this before, that is lick the other's pussy and clit.
Roberta was very receptive to my erection. Once in, I started thrusting while Jenny watched for a short while. I didn't go hell for leather, although the temptation was there. Instead I went slowly and paid a lot of attention to Roberta's boobs. Then Jenny offered me hers knelling to the left of Roberta who was holding her own legs up and apart. I fucked away while fondling Jenny. Then once again things changed.
It was quite a sexy encounter LL. Jenny turned around still kneeling and left her butt in the air facing me with her legs apart. That gave access to her pussy which was wet and open. Jenny started rubbing Roberta's clit while I thrust into her. In and out, in and out, sliding smoothly between her lips and stimulating her along with Jenny's efforts on her clit. Roberta was moaning, gasping every now and again.
My right hand found Jenny's entrance and using my fingers I finger fucked her while using my thumb on her clit. Who said men can't multi-task! Another double helping occurred LL. That is Roberta came and made it known vocally, followed by Jenny who was much quieter, just 'Oh yes, yes'. I switched mounts, leaving Roberta to recover and then entering Jenny from behind. Quite a vacation and this was just thus far LL. You had no idea how much I was enjoying life free of you, did you.
Jenny liked being taken from behind and she liked it fast that way. That is what she got and that is not all she got. She received my full load inside her as my cock throbbed as it emptied. We weren't finished that day either. We agreed on another assignation late that afternoon. That time it was Roberta's turn to receive my seed although Jenny didn't miss out. I let her 'ride' me from the get go while I licked Roberta until she came. To be exact they both came more or less at the same time. Double pleasure for them and double the moans and shouts for me to hear.
A day later I met Simone while meandering through the streets. She was with Giulietta who, at the time of us meeting, was inside the store we were outside. Summer dresses and nice legs were on display with both of them, not to mention the hint of their breasts beneath LL. Having seen those breasts in the flesh, I hardly had to use my imagination!
They suggested we grab a coffee as we approached a cafe and so we sat and chatted. It became apparent thet they had been speaking to Jenny and Roberta. various comments were made that made me aware that my performances had been discussed ... at length. Early afternoon, very hot outside and equally as 'hot' at Simone's apartment where we ended up LL ...all three of us naked and about to indulge in some sexual antics.
We were all standing to begin with and my erection was full on with tow naked women close by. Simone knelt before me and decided she liked licking 'lollipops and so she started on my cock. Close by Giulietta lay on the bed, immediately to my right, with her legs wide open. I had told simone to take it easy and not to make me come as I was saving myself for both of them. Seemed she was enjoying her licking and sucking as it certainly kept me rigid.
I was massaging Giulietta's pussy while Simone was preoccupied down below. G provided her own lubrication in fairly copious amounts, so rubbing her clit and giving her a little finger fuck was as smooth as silk. I rubbed faster and faster until she arched her back, squeezed her own boobs and came. At that point Simone ceased sucking on me and got up. I grabbed her in my arms, we kissed,. I slipped my cock between her legs and took hold of her buttocks as she started sliding to and fro on me. In fact she slammed against me quite hard, undoubtedly to stimulate her clit.
That wasn't 100% successful and so we all indulged in a re-arrangement. I lay on my back on the bed. Giulietta mounted me and slid all the way down my cock her pussy embracing the whole of it and started fucking. Up and down interspersed by rocking on me. At the same time Simone 'sat' on my face so I could lick her pussy and clit. Lots of activity with two lovely women on top of me and little effort being expended by me. Not a bad scenario LL.
I obviously couldn't reach Giulietta's breasts with Simone on my face, but I could reach her even if I could hardly see them. I fondled and squeezed, pinched her nipples while G was up and down like a yo yo on my cock. Guess what LL. They both came within seconds of each other. Simone rolled off to my left and lay there alternately opening and closing her legs. I think she was still coming at the time. That is a second coming. G stayed pinned on my so I took advantage of where she was and fondled her breasts and squeezed them/
G then leaned down over me kissed me and offered her boobs to my mouth in turn. Then she too rolled off leaving all three of laying on our backs. Simone to my right G to my left. G was still panting. Simone had recovered and I was still pointing heavenward, still erect. I gave each of them a cuddle at the same time and Simone started pumping me. I got up, she opened her legs and I mounted her. Her legs went wider and I found her entrance and slipped inside her. I say slipped because she was still very wet, so negotiating my way in was easy. Then I started thrusting in a leisurely way.
Simone watched and smiled up at me as I went up and down between her legs. Lots of mmm's came fom her. Then G knelt beside Simone and fondled Simone's breasts for a short while. I then took over increasing the tempo of my thrusts until I was beating down on her like a steam hammer. G was laying on her side watching and fondling her own breasts. She obviously got off on watching us. Simone came. Her vocals alone would have told me that but she also oozed her cum all round my cock. I withdrew. I hadn't come.
Simone was still cramping and going through the throes of her orgasm when I rolled G onto her back, opened her legs and started fucking her. She more than welcomed in. Her hands on my buttocks pulling me hard against her. My hands on her breasts squeezing. I have to say I fucked her fast and hard. She moaned and shouted out. Her mouth wide open as she came. I was still going as I felt her cum oozing, then she came again. Her hands were gripping the sheet on the bed tight, almost screwing it up and I headed for my peak and as G looked as though she couldn't take much more I came inside her, shooting a copious amount of semen in one almighty burst.
I guess the occasion had caused that. It was quite a powerful ejaculation even for me.
My saty was coming to an end as was theirs. Simone and Giulietta joined me in my hotel room the following afternoon and that was almost it with Jenny and Roberta and Simone and Giulietta.
In the end LL I had all five of them over the course of just over four days and nights. Charlotte joined me that evening for dinner - the others were off at a club somewhere - and she slept with me. We made love twice that night and twice the following morning.
As I said before quite a vacation and all of us had one whole day more before leaving. They invited me down to the beach for a farewell photo among the sand dunes far away from the main beaches. That is where, among others, I took the shot below ....
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Another Kim LL. Not a new one just #3. I have written about her and numbers one and two before. Number one was who I was with in California and who sadly died in a traffic accident. Number two was the lovely blonde Kim from Fakenham in Norfolk, and number three above is the lady from Suffolk.
Kim in the shot above is pictured by her parent's pool in the summer of 2007 on one of those rare occasions when I was back in the UK that year. I had met Kim at a New Year's party, along with her parents at the beginning of 2007. I had known her father for quite a few years from way back in the nineties as a client at the Bank. I think she was thirty one or two when I took this.
Somehow she had my cell number, no doubt from her father's records and called me out of the blue one day. It so happened I was on my way back to the UK at the time and had taken her call in Milan Malpensa airport where I was a that time. I was about to board so I told her I would call back when I reached the UK. As I was flying into Stansted Kim suggested I call in on her rather than phone rather than my going home and calling her. Her parents were away for six weeks in their Spanish villa, she told me.
The reason for her request apart from of course knowing me was that she needed my help with something that I was well qualified for. A bit mysterious but I took it at face value LL. However, I am no fool and it crossed my mind that there might be an ulterior motive. There was, of course.
As I drove up to the house I was greeted by their black Labrador who barked in greeting. Kim appeared from around the side of the house wearing just a bikini and a wrap. I hadn’t seen her for a few years and it was more than apparent she was all grown up. She is pretty too, as you can probably partially see in her photo above. She was even prettier back then fourteen years ago.
I wasn’t jet lagged of course LL, but I had been travelling so good hot coffee rather than the muck you get in airports was very welcome. We sat out back at one of the tables on the patio beside her parent’s pool. Kim had removed the wrap leaving me to imagine what lie beneath the scanty bits of material covering her breasts and pussy. She knew I was single of course. In fact her parents had come to my late wife’s funeral.
We sat chatting. I was feeling quite relaxed enjoying the sun and a top up of coffee. I tried to raise why she wanted to see me, but she just said later would do. Then she stood and plunged into the pool swam away then back to where I was sitting. ‘Come on in’, she urged me I said that I would and told her I would fetch my trunks from my luggage. Next thing Kim dives underwater and floating ahead of her resurfacing is her bikini, both parts of it. She was naked. Forget the trunks', she told me and I did. Stripped naked I joined her in the pool. I have to say that after the journey jumping into that pool was lovely.
Jumping in with Kim was even better!
We swam, toward each other and trod water, while we talked, briefly. Kim leaned for and kissed me. Next thing her arms were around my neck and her legs wrapped around my body. The pool was heated. My erection grew between her spread legs. Even in the water I could feel her pussy settling on my cock as it grew longer and harder. I held her in place by her lovely ass as we continued to kiss then it was out of the pool via the steps. I watched her lovely butt proceed ahead of me.
We both grabbed towels, quickly dried off and made it into the house but no further than the couch in the living area. Kim took a submissive position on her back on the long settee LL and opened her legs ready to welcome me in. I ‘prayed’ at the alter of her sex LL. Head down and tongue put to use. She placed her hand on my head as I buried it in the apex of her thighs. The lips of her pussy were apart and open like a flower. She was slightly wet - anticipation.
I stroked her pussy with my tongue - she purred and purred. ‘That’s nice, so nice’, she said. She widened her legs. My tongue found her clit. Now she was really motoring LL. With my right hand I reached around her hips and placed it on her left breast and fondled her. No more purring. Now she was moaning and holding me even firmer in place with her hand on my head. Fingers were put to use sliding in and out fast and in time with my tongue. Kim bucked upward from her hips and then she came. ‘Oh God Peter, oh, oh ohhhh!’ All that followed by her legs quivering and her panting.
I got up on my knees, looked down at her extremely wet and swollen pussy and decided that was where I wanted to be. Still regaining her breath, Kim looked down as I steered my erection into her pussy LL. Despite being swollen it was a little tight getting past her entrance, but then … pop, and my ‘hood’ was in. The rest of me follow. I gave a satisfying mmm and Kim gasped briefly. Then we were away. As I thrust downward on her she thrusted upward. A very active pair you could say and a very active pairing.
My body said go for it, make yourself come. My mind said make this last and give her full satisfaction. My mind won. I concentrated on pleasuring Kim and extended the time I took to bring her to a climax by slowing my thrusts, teasing her entrance and allowing her to feel all of me inside her. It was apparent that I was succeeding from her ‘mmm’s’ and comments like, ‘Oh yes, that is sooo nice’. There comes a time though LL when I woman wants to reach her climax and I sensed that with Kim.
I plunged into her faster at that point, coming down on her clit that little bit harder. For her part she spread her legs even further apart. So far that even I was surprised at her flexibility. It was as though that by doing so she would get more of me. Then she started.
‘Oh yes, yes, faster Peter ….ohhh, ohhhh’ and then a final very loud ohhhhh and she was there, shaking mouth wide open, head thrown back and cum oozing from her. She raised her legs vertically, brought them together more or less and rested them on my shoulders. Her recovery position, I thought, but I wasn’t going to let things ‘rest’ there LL.
I was still inside her and started slowly thrusting again, while caressing her long legs as they stayed on my shoulders. From calf to buttock I stroked her, then her boobs. They were quite firm and her nipples fully aroused and hard. The sensation with her legs almost together, for both of us was pretty fantastic LL (your legs were never going to be long enough!) I squeezed her tits and thrust really fast. ‘ Oh no, oh my God, ohhh, ohhh’ and with that utterance she came again. This time her legs came down. She was quivering, shuddering while she enjoyed her third orgasm. I withdrew and stood, still pretty much fully erect LL. I was surprised to a degree that I hadn't come, but I was weeping a little semen.
Kim rolled over on that long couch and got up onto her knees. As she did I took hold of her hips swivelled her around so her arse was facing me and entered her from behind. She made no move to stop me and just succumbed to me making love to her. I asked her afterward why she allowed me to do that and her reply was, ‘ So you could come too’.
In fucking her from behind LL, I must have found her G-spot. On my way to my ejaculation she just went mad as I fucked her again and again. First she came, almost before I had started and then again when I had established a nice rhythm and a third time as I thickened prior to unloading inside her. At that point she also gushed, soaking us both and the couch.
Kim, by then, had collapsed on the couch and I sat down beside her and caressed her back. She lay there telling me how fantastic our last lovemaking had been and that she had never ever come so many times nor had a female ejaculation. After a relatively short while she sat up and embraced me. We cuddled and kissed LL. I told her how good it was for me. She smiled and said, ‘Thank you. If I’m honest you were fantastic. I have never had sex like that and definitely not before eleven in the morning!’ It was only 10.30 at that point LL - my early flight and early arrival at her front door...and her back door!
We showered together, we connected again in the shower, but neither of us came. It was just the pleasure of being joined again. Some slow thrusts from me and lots of boob caressing. I spent the rest of the day there…and the night.
I had been meant to meet Chrissy for a date that evening, in Norwich. I rang her out of earshot of Kim and rearranged things for another evening. That was quite a homecoming with Kim and the reason she wanted to see me? The sex of course - there was never ‘something’ she wanted to discuss with me.
The photo was taken as Kim posed for me by the pool the next morning. There are more, but one is enough here.
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Maura was a lady from Bellagio. That place is known as the pearl of Lake Como LL. Maura had three pearls that I became quite familiar with and I will in the course of this blog tell you what they were and where they were.
Late Fall in that part of Italy is quite cool, but Maura was far from cool she was ‘hot’. She liked crafts and knitting, too. First woman I ever had, after you LL, that liked knitting. I had arrived at Turin on a fairly long trip with one or two stops. It more or less started in Lyon, France then to Turin and I planned to go on to Milan.
We both ended up in Turin. Maura was on a business trip. Same hotel, two single people, drinks at the bar, few people staying - we ended up sleeping together LL. That has happened so often in my travels, when I have been ensconced in an hotel, that I have lost count of how many times I have gotten laid in such circumstances.
Maura was beautiful. I think you can see that from the photo. I only have three of her and quite rightly she didn't want me having shots of her breasts and pussy. After all we hardly knew each other and never met again. I had seen all of her naked of course. It was just photos that she drew the line on. We both gained from our encounter, both getting full satisfaction. She was an excellent lay too LL. Very active in bed and I sensed a bit starved of sex. Twice that night and three times in the morning were the number of times she came. You could say that when we parted she was no longer 'starved'.
Maura and I exchanged deails so that we might meet again if only for the sex, but it never happened due to one thing or another. Her home was in Bellagio which is why I made reference to it earlier
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New Hampshire 2017
My indoor pool LL and a house guest by the name of Rachel. I don't think I need to expand on anything further here - do you. As they say a picture paints a thousand words. Suffice to say that twelve years after you, I was enjoying the company of women like Rachel. Now, that wasn't a backward step was it, unlike your choice!!
Have a nice day ma'am
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