I guess that hindsight is a wonderful thing. Claire was totally different from any girl I'd ever met. The way I saw things was that we would at some point become an item, but it was never to be, well certainly not in the case that l thought or hoped.

All the he usual stuff crossed my mind, introducing her to the family, taking Claire for a drink in my local with friends and mates, cinema and meals out etc, l just thought that it would be the natural progression. Although I couldn't see it at the time, looking back now, I can, Claire was right.

She pretty much did what she wanted, she had her independence and wanted to protect it after getting over the break up with her ex. She had got her home, car, a decent job and extra income from her lodgers, and of course Ben, her son to help out as much as she could. She didn't really want a relationship and what comes with it. She would go on holiday abroad if she so choose to, she would buy stuff for her home and herself if she chose to without question or having to justify her actions to anyone.

Our relationship continued for over 10 years, pretty much always on her terms, yet never taking the piss so to speak....but that's a story for a later date.

What l had got with Claire was her trust, she knew that she could tell me stuff without it going an further, l guess I was just in the right place at the right time, I was a bit of a loner myself and so never had any reason to share stuff she told me.

We would chat via text most evenings, always more so every other week because of my shift work, Claire wouldn't disturb me much when working on my late shift, as she didn't want to put me in a position where I'd have to explain to my colleagues to whom l was constantly chatting to, it just wasn't worth the risk.

These mobile devices are a wonderful thing aren't they. Claire and I would easily communicate with jokes, banter and fun, but I guess that's not what you want to hear!. I apologise for waffling, I do appreciate that most who read this will just want to skip to the juicy bits, but as mentioned before in the very first memoir, I feel that it's important to write down as much as I can possibly remember, however relevant or irrelevant.

Being at that age, I would often find myself looking at porn in my spare time, especially still having my brother's house to myself. Using my phone was so much easier than borrowing a dvd from a work colleague or a mate and trying to find somewhere to hide it and of course, much more choices too, although I must admit, I would always find myself trawling adult sites for amateur or homemade stuff in a attempt to find some of Claire's porn with her ex, just on the off chance he had posted it anywhere, although he had promised Claire that he hadn't. I would search under goth girls, tattoos, black hair, piercings etc, but to no avail.

I couldn't complain though, as time went by Claire would send me images on quite a regular basis if in the mood to do so, I always got more of a thrill if getting off to what could be potentially a reality.

Claire was having her fun too, she would always want photo's in return. I remember a dressed/ undressed image that she once sent me combined as one image, an identical pose and background, the image on the left in her office clothing as I'd seen earlier in the day, and on the right, totally naked, hair hanging down over the front of her shoulders in the same style, her boobs out, along with her beautiful dark trimmed bush.

Claire loved the thought of me getting aroused to her images, and she sent many, although never anything vulgar, generally just topless or naked, but never close up pussy shots, a favourite for her to send was with her mouth open, her pierced tongue out, as if begging for my cum.

Also, we were still meeting in the pub at lunchtime. I would finish my morning shift at 1.30pm and meet Claire who was now having her dinner hour from 1.15pm. l would call it my happy hour, especially if I got a hand job in the bar or beer garden depending on the weather.

Claire was becoming more open with her chat too, especially if she had a drink inside her, which was most evenings. I guess it's easier sometimes to mention stuff of a taboo nature over a text. She had no interest in anal, which I was pleased about, had never been involved in a threesome, although she was invited to once with her ex. Again she would openly admit her almost addiction for cock and cum, but not necessarily sex. She enjoyed the thought of dressing up for roleplay scenarios, her love of art and photography, which kind of leant itself for creating her own porn, also mentioning in conversation that she had seen a large mirror that she wanted to purchase for her bedroom, that would pretty much span the whole width of her wall, opposite to the silhouette mural on the other wall., I guess she just liked the thought of watching herself.

Another occasion she asked me about golden showers, obviously I had never done anything like that, but Claire went on that it could be fun to try, providing that we were in the shower and could easily clean ourselves. "would you like to do that with me Lewis?"

"Well yeah I guess" was my response with a couple of relevant emojis.

I told Claire about how I'd enjoyed the hand job she had giving me in her garden and in the outdoor at the pub, when she would as about my kinks, I really enjoyed being exposed outside, but none of my two previous girlfriends were interested.

Claire replied "you never mention them much Lewis, did they give you great sex with plenty of blowjobs and facials xx"

I decided to be honest with Claire, my second girlfriend had sucked my cock during foreplay a few times before sex, but had never finished in a girls mouth.

Claire replied "Oh Lewis, you poor boy, we'll have to do something about it won't we xx"

I remember getting instantly hard at that thought.

Before I could reply, another message, it was getting late, Claire wanted a nice picture of my hard cock before she got her head down for the night, I duly obliged.

Claire would often approach me at work the next day asking if I'd had a good wank last night to her, much to my embarrassment, but I was never in denial.

Within a few weeks Claire had me buy my first tablet, with a good large screen, informing me that I'd be able to view her selfies better, and that I'd find it useful, although she did have an obvious ulterior motive.

She showed me how to link my accounts, and after a little perseverance I managed to get the two devices linked together, Claire was right, a bigger screen really helped, especially looking at Claire's selfies and for watching porn. We progressed in conversation over the many evenings to what now is known as sexting, telling each other what we would like to do to each other and what we were thinking.

If Claire didn't have any lodgers around in the evening she would often send "play me" voice note links, which would be the sound of her moans and whimpers as she played with her vibrator, telling me that she was imagining it was my hard cock inside her, and she was now also sending me videos of her undressing and then dancing naked in her bedroom. She was crazy, but I loved her for it.

Of course I had thought about making a little video for Claire, but never mentioned it, I think that we were both waiting for each other to bring it up so to speak, eventually it was Claire who would started the ball rolling.

"Evening Lewis, what you up to xx"

"Not much, just watching a bit of TV but, struggling to get into the film l picked lol".

"I'm bored, lodger downstairs, keeps leching at me over the top of his newspaper, so I've come upstairs to my room xx"

I replied "can't blame him though to be fair," with a smiley face emoji.

"Well I suppose it depends on who's leching at me xx"

She followed up the message with......"I'm horny, can you help xx"

"Sounds interesting" came my reply.

"How about giving me a tribute xx" with a devil, aubergine and water emoji following.

"Sounds fun, any chance of some simulation lol"

"Just fresh out of the shower xx".... followed by a sexy image of her in her black skimpy dressing gown.

"Should I take it off, Lewis xx"

Another image instantly opened, Claire had dropped the gown off her shoulder to reveal her right boob and pierced nipple.

"Hope you like, wish you were here, going to send me some pics Lewis xx"

Another image from distance, the gown on the floor now, with Claire totally naked.

I got myself undressed down to my underwear, taking an image of my bulge in my jockey shorts and sent it to Claire.

"Yummy yum Lewis, would love to slip my hand inside those jockeys and feel you grow in my hand.... and then mouth, going to take him out for me xx"

I removed my undies, grabbed my cock and took a timed selfie from distance of myself sat on the sofa, again quickly sending the picture to Claire.

"Nice Lewis, would love to straddle and ride you on that sofa, rubbing my pussy just thinking about it xx"

A return image from Claire..... looking up at the camera biting her lip, her body exposed, her beautiful small boobs and a hint of the darkness of her bush, the image trailing down to her lower legs.

"Wank that cock for me, you know what I want....blow your load all over one of my photos on your tablet, taking the picture of your exploding cock with your phone, you want damage it, I want to see the evidence xx"

I was already yanking myself frantically as I swiped between Claire's selfies ...as then another dropped onto my tablet.... Claire on her knees, mouth open, pushing her tits forward, her hand between her legs, l could again just make out her dark rug in contrast to her lilac bedroom carpet.

I decided to get on my knees to as l felt myself getting closer to orgasm.

I took another image for Claire, this time a POV, my hard cock almost against the tablet screen, I'd blown Claire's image up slightly, so it almost looked as if she was about to take me in her mouth, and then a second as if it was resting on Claire's left cheekbone.

"God Lewis, it's so hard, can't wait to take you in my mouth again, my pussy is soaking wet for you too xx"

It was at this point l realised that stopping to take images of my cock was putting me off my stroke, I really needed to cum, I decided to try and record my final strokes and make sure that my cumshot landed on one of Claire's selfies.

Another ping from the tablet.... Claire was now lying on her bed, a selfie taken with her hand holding her phone high above herself talking in her body and upper torso, quickly followed by a second image, with the camera now angled lower to her hand rubbing better her legs, her dark bush visible causing me much excitement.

I was getting closer, as I viewed Claire's latest pictures.

"Oh, Lewis, shoot me a big load l want to see you cum, I'm gagging for it here, wank yourself all over me, do it.... please Lewis xx"

I felt myself really close now as I pumped myself faster, still swiping through Claire's selfies, almost in a dilemma of which one to use, although I was almost so out of control that I thought at one point I was just going to blow everywhere without getting the shot, so to speak.

A final check that my phone was correctly angled and recording l got down to stroking myself faster to Claire's body shots, another quick swipe and I felt myself cumming, I slightly pushed my cock downwards, and moved myself slightly back, before another quick swipe, taking me back to the image of Claire on her knees, pushing forward into the camera, her hand between her legs....l blew my load all over her, the majority of it hitting the top of the screen and over Claire's face, but I'm not going to lie, I had cum hard and Claire was pretty much covered in my cum, well at least my tablet was.

I stopped the recording and took a shot from my phone of the mess I'd made, and straight away sent the picture to Claire.

"Oooh Lewis, glad you didn't make me wait too long, God, look at all that mess, have l caused that, so wish I could taste it and feel it on my face, we must do it for real xx"

I then played the video, and managed to get a few good stills of my jizz shooting out of my cock.... they came out quite well, if you'll pardon the pun.... again sending the best ones to Claire, she loved them.

"So you recorded it Lewis, naughty, you must send the video to me xx"

I did, obviously. I also made a decision that evening, I had been toiling about asking a girl out in my local to whom I'd been chatting with as a potential girlfriend, a nice girl, could easily do the meet the family thing and companionship, but highly likely never going to give me what Claire had and potentially could.....it was a no brainer....l chose Claire.... it proved to be the right decision, as hopefully the reader will find out as I expose more of my memoirs.