1st time anal (lovely!)

I was on a shoot and my producer was a woman called Marie - very nice, blonde, good tits, medium height, late thirties - who I’d worked with a few times in the past. She was, as she told me the first night as we were slowly getting hammered in the hotel bar, an avid reader of this blog. We talked for a while, about photographs and pornography and, as the drinks went down, she asked me for a favour.

“You seem to like arses,” she said.

“That I do.”

“How about you play with mine?”

I don’t need asking twice. We got into the lift and during the smooth ride to the fourth floor, Marie pressed her warm lips to mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth. My hands slid down her back and rested on her arse and I squeezed the firm cheeks. The doors opened and we walked down the hall. Once inside, she was on me again, her tongue hectic.

“Come with me,” she said and led me into the bedroom. She took off her blouse and I watched her, enjoying the nakedness coming along. She dropped it to the floor, kicked off her heels and slid her skirt down. She was standing before me clad in only her white bra and matching thong. I never really looked at Marie in a sexual way before, but looking at her now, I felt my cock come alive.

I touched her body, enjoying the new sensations. She was tanned, her skin tauter than I’d have thought. She pulled at my polo shirt, got it over my head and tossed it next to her pile of clothes. I kicked off my trainers and socks and then she pulled my jeans and boxers down. I grabbed her waist and pulled her close to me as I kissed her neck. My hard cock felt hot against her cool belly. I undid her bra-strap, freeing her tits. The nipples were bright pink and I found out how very sensitive they were when I flicked my tongue across each one. Marie pulled my head close to her right tit and I sucked and teased her nipple as she moaned.

My hand slid from her tit, down her abdomen, and into the flimsy thong. I cupped her mound with my hand and felt the heat radiating from her damp, hairless cunt. I slipped my index finger into her and got it slick with her juices, then lightly rubbed her clit. Marie began to pull my cock and I slid her thong off.

“Do me,” she said.

I pushed her back onto the bed and put her legs over my shoulders, kissing her feet and sucking her toes. She groaned. I licked my fingers until they were sodden and played with her cunt until I was sure she was ready. She grabbed my arse, pulling me towards her - that was a good message. I leaned forward and pushed gently into her cunt. She let out a gasp and I kept moving, until my balls rested against her arse.

I began to pump my cock in and out of her steamy cunt and, with her legs over my shoulders, I got good depth. She started to play with her clit and, before I knew it, she squealed “I’m cumming.”

No sooner did she say that, her body tensed and she grunted. Her cunt contracted to the point where it gripped my cock as she fingers slowed their assault on her clit. As her cunt relaxed, I continued fucking her until she put her hands on my chest.

“Let me,” she gasped, “get my breath.”

“Okay,” I said, “up on your hands and knees.”
She did as I asked, her head down and her arse up, just as I like it. I debated getting my phone out and snapping a pic, but decided against it. Wish I had now. I licked her cunt and she pushed her arse up further, spreading her cunt lips. I sucked on them, pushed my fingers inside, then sucked her clit.

I started to move upwards, licking her arse cheeks and then the crack and, finally, the winking arsehole. She gasped the first time my tongue touched it, but quickly got into it and reached through her legs to tickle my balls.

“Do me,” she gasped, “fucking do me.”

I knelt behind her, and pushed my cock into her sodden cunt. Marie gasped as I impaled her in a single stroke. I pulled out until only the swollen head of my cock remained inside of her, and then pushed all the way back in. As we fucked, she would push back onto me each time I thrust inside of her. We quickened our pace until my balls were slapping her cunt, then I pulled out of her. I pressed the head of my cock at the tight entrance of her heart shaped arse. Marie spread it apart with her hands and I pushed. It took a little coaxing, but I got the head of my cock past the tight ring. Marie let out a whimper and I stopped my movement, to give her a chance at getting a bit more comfortable.

I did, going oh-so-slowly until I was buried deep. I began to thrust slowly and she relaxed, pushing back on me like she had before. She gave me another reach-back, her nails grazing gently over my balls.

“Turn over,” I said and she moved onto her back. I put her legs up, allowing me better access. She played with her cunt again, rubbing her clit and dipping her fingers into the sodden lips.

“This is it, fuck my arse!” she gasped. I was starting to feel my balls tighten. I grabbed her right foot, sucked hard on her toes. She gasped, I gasped. I grabbed my phone, got some pics, she called me a dirty cunt. I thrust harder, faster and she fingered herself faster.

She came just before me, her orgasm causing her arsehole to clamp on me as I erupted inside her. We came down together and, eventually, my cock slid out. I kissed her, played with her tits.

“Thanks, Pete,” she said, “that was fucking excellent.”

A great titfuck

The agency was contacted to do some local model shots - they were looking for new tits, not quite mature but certainly aware from teen. I happened to remember a model I used to know way back when, called Angela and gave her a ring. We’d had a fling, back in the early noughties and we still got on well, so she agreed.

She came over to the studio, we got some nice pics, I got some nice flesh shots and then we were done. I sat on the couch and she nipped to the loo and then came back. She stood in front of me, used her feet to push my legs apart and began to rub and squeeze her breasts, pushing them together until her cleavage was nothing more than a tight crack in the expanse of flesh. She leaned forward and placed her hands on my shoulders so that my face was inches away from her breasts. Using her height she pushed me back until I was almost lying down and began to rub the soft lace of her bra against my cheeks, swinging her magnificent tits across my face as she moved from side to side. I reached behind her and put my hands on her arse but she grabbed them and put them back on her tits.

“Don’t you remember?” she said, “about my tits? It’s still the same and I’d love to do it again with you.”

Angela was the only woman I knew who could cum, literally, just by having her tits played with.

“Absolutely,” I said.

“We’re not going to sleep together, but how about you do me and then I do you?”

Fine by me, I thought, so I began to knead her tits and squeeze her nipples. She moaned, so I leaned forward slightly to kiss the tops of her tits, working down to suck on her nipples. As I gently sucked, I heard her moaning again and from the flush of colour across her chest, I could tell she was really getting into it. It felt good to move so quick, Angela obviously liked it, so I cupped both of her tits and as my mouth took care of one nipple my fingers pinched and teased the other. She began to move against me, pushing her tits into my face until my nose and mouth were covered and I was finding it hard to breathe. I pulled away slightly to grab a breath but her hands shot around the back of my head and pulled it deeper into her flesh as she moaned with pleasure.

By now, I was rock hard and desperate for her to touch me, but her hands were obviously holding onto the sofa. Full speed ahead, I thought. I squeezed her tits together, forcing her nipples against one another so that I could get both in my mouth at the same time. She gave a little squeal when she realised what I’d which rapidly turned into a series of pants and moans as I began to suck and chew on her erect nipples. Within seconds her knees were shaking and her full weight fell onto me as I swirled my tongue across her nipples and sucked them as far back into my mouth as I could. That did the trick. Her orgasm hit her hard and she writhed against me as I continued my assault on her breasts.

When Angela got her breath back, she raised herself off me slowly and looked down at my bulging chinos.

“That was fantastic, Morg, you never sucked both my nipples like that before.”

“It’s a trick I learned,” I said and smiled.

“And it deserves a very special payback,” she said, smiling then biting her lip. My cock, if anything, got harder!

She slid down until her face was level with my crotch and unzipped my fly. Sliding her hand inside she pulled out my cock and began to rub it gently. She smiled at me as her fingers glided gently up and down my shaft, then she leaned forward slightly and the tip brushed softly against her lips. I groaned at at that, which made her smile and she started to wank me off, the head of my cock bumping against her lips. Her free hand massaged my balls, occasionally flicking down to my perineum and back.

“Ready?” she said and when I nodded - I’d have agreed to pretty much anything by then - she shifted closer until her tits were resting on my thighs. She started to rub the head of my cock over them and it was an image that blew my mind - fucking magic! She teased me with her nipples, pushing my cock against them and into the valley of her cleavage, coating her skin with pre-cum completely. Then she gently placed my cock between her tits and with both hands wrapped them around me until there was nothing to see but the head poking from the top of her cleavage. She held them tight and began to squeeze her nipples between her fingers as hard as she could.

"Okay, we’ll have a race. Can I make myself cum again before you coat my tits with your cum? What do you reckon?”

Now that was a challenge. Bracing myself with my elbows, I began to pound my cock between her tits as she squeezed them around me. The friction was unbelievable. The sensation was electric, made all the better because I knew what the combination of her nipple play and the feeling of me rubbing against her sensitive skin was doing to her. I thrust my hips forward as far and as fast as I could, pounding her tits, the head of my cock bumping against her chin.

She was moaning now. “Come on, cum on me.”

I thrust as hard as I could between her heaving tits as I felt the pressure building up in my balls. "I’m there,” I said, “I’m cumming.”

My cock seemed to explode between her tits and the cum shot out of her cleavage onto her face. She dipped her head and took the second blast into her open mouth as she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock each time it came within range. Her own orgasm overtook her as she pulled hard on her nipples, almost screaming in her pleasure. The cum dripped of her face as I slid my cock between her tits and she opened her mouth to let the load she'd taken there fall back onto her creamy flesh. I fell back exhausted as she rubbed my cum all over her tits, smiling at me all the time.

“Does them the world of good,” she said, smiling. “I hope you liked the payback.”

“Fucking loved it,” I said.

Bellies, toes and bikini's!

As long-time readers of this blog will know, I like bellies, I love toes and I adore the cunt region. So when I started to get holiday pictures during the summer, I decided to store them up and then, when the weather turned and we all got a bit upset with the rain and cold, I could post them. And since today it's been a bit rainy and cold, I thought it was as good a time as any!

Enjoy!

Nice shot, good colours, great bit of cleavage too! Thanks, Gemma!

Sue sent us this, after holidaying in Lanzarote. Nice pic!

This came from Lauren, in St Barts. I love this, especially the fact that her lovely blonde downy hair has caught the sun. Gorgeous!

Nice, Kim, very nice!

And here's Laura, in Corfu. I can't tell what's best, that cracking cleavage or the fact that you can almost see the garden of delights in your briefs. Fucking excellent!

Would you fuck this woman?

I did!

More later...

It's really not cheating if...

This happened a while ago, but it was an amusing weekend and Rachel reminded me of it earlier this week in an email, so I thought I’d share it here.

As always, we were friends-with-benefits but she was sort of seeing someone and had made it clear that, for this weekend – we were visiting old friends of ours and her new boyfriend had to work – we were purely platonic. Well, I picked her up and she looked absolutely fucking fabulous – her hair was shiny, her smooth beautiful skin was nicely tanned, her tits were terrific and everything was just perfect. I just absolutely, desperately, wanted to fuck her.

And she knew it. And, the cow that she is, she decided to play up to it and teased me constantly through the Friday night and into Saturday. She wore tight shorts that rode up
between her arse cheeks, and would then bend over in front of me for some reason or other. Her t-shirt was thin material, so that I could see her nipples and she knew there was no way I could keep my eyes off her. Suddenly, I wanted to get her back – and I wanted her, full stop.

I had two options, I decided. I could wave my cock in her face, but that wasn’t perhaps the best thing to do. The second option was to turn the tables and Saturday evening presented just the opportunity.

We were heading to a bbq and had just gone upstairs to change. I was wearing shorts and took off my t-shirt and boxers. I bent over, feeling the freedom down there and checked in the mirror – yeah, there wasn’t a way that I could stand that my balls weren't showing, and in some positions, my cock would be visible too. I loved it.

I went into our shared bedroom and Rachel was lying on the bed, wearing just a t-shirt and panties. I went over to my weekend case and bent down, as if I was getting something out from the bottom of it. I bent over so far, my balls nearly fell out of my shorts. I felt the cool air and I just knew that Rachel would be looking at them and, hopefully, getting turned on. My cock began to grow hard right away.

I pretended to fumble around in the drawer for a few seconds, and before I could straighten up, I felt a warm hand brush my arse cheek. The hand moved toward the crack of my arse, and I felt a finger run against my balls.

"You’re such an arsehole,” she whispered and cupped my balls. I pulled away, standing up straight and turned to her – my cock was now tenting the front of my shorts.

“I don’t know what you mean,” I protested, as innocently as I could.

She bent forward and touched my hard dick. As always, her touch was electric. She ran her thumb over my cock head and a light stain appeared on my short.

“So nice and hard,” she said, “and so hot already.” She moved her fingers downward and gripped my cock, moving her thumb around the whole time. I watched her face, as she licked her lips and then, all of a sudden, she got to her knees and tongued my balls, where they poked out the bottom of my shorts.

“Your fucking balls,” she said, “you know I’ve just got to suck them.”

After a few moments, she stood up and pulled her t-shirt off and dropped her panties. Her cunt seemed to glisten. She grabbed my shorts and pulled them down in one quick movement.

“Take your t-shirt off,” she said and laid on the bed, her legs spread. “Come over and let me suck your cock, while you suck my pussy. So long as you don’t stick your prick in me, I figure I’m not cheating.”

“You’re the boss,” I said – I wasn’t a stupid man, I didn’t need asking twice. I jumped on her, sticking my cock in her mouth while reaching under and grabbing her arse, bringing her cunt right in my face.

I licked her pussy up one side and down the other, and then stuck my tongue in as far as it would go. Her cunt was hot and wet, the insides smooth against my tongue. I pressed my tongue against her clit and started working my magic.

I love cunt and I put everything into that performance – I pulled her lips apart, teased them with my tongue and fingers, then pressed her clit up so that I could pound it with my tongue until she was gasping, when I’d slow down, big licks against it, before speeding up again. Soon, she gripped me hard and I sucked and licked for all I was worth and she came with a resounding grunt.

All the time I’d been servicing her, she’d been playing with me and, too soon, I could feel my own orgasm building. “Nearly,” I said but she kept sucking me and finally I shot in her mouth. She moved herself back a bit but didn’t take her mouth off my cock and she must have swallowed everything. Even though I was done, she kept sucking, my balls falling all over her nose.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and licked around it, then licked my balls, finally winding up with her tongue running around the rim of my arse- hole. Then, she suddenly moved me off her with a quick shove.

“That was fantastic,” she said, “and your cock never went in me, so we all win. Now, how do you fancy eating me out again before we head off?”

Weekend blowjob (from a punk, no less)

I was at the club at the weekend, but ‘off-duty’ (though I did manage to get some nice shots), so I was taking in the music and the women and the atmosphere and getting more than a little tipsy.

There’s a punk girl in there, who hangs around a lot. I know she’s done a little underground modelling and wants to get into the fetish stuff and I like her, like her style, but she’s still a bit raw at the moment (and her pierced lip and tongue – oddly enough – don’t sit well with the photographs).

She came over and started talking to me, making polite conversation about some of the bands we might have seen and the weather and whatever else. Since I was off-duty, I was casual – shirt, chinos, sandals. She looked me up and down. “Not dressing to impress?” she said and laughed.

She was wearing black stockings and a garter belt, a short black skirt and a black bustier. I say it myself but she looked fucking hot. “Did you want me to impress you?” I said. It was the drink talking, really, combined with the heat in the club but she was getting better looking all the time.

“Do you want to do something exciting?”

“All the time.”

“I’m going for a pee, why don’t you follow me.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

I’ve never really been into pee games but I got the idea that’s not what she was thinking of. I watched her walk away, with an exaggerated swing to her hips, then followed her.

There’s no-one else that I can see in the ladies and one stall door is mostly closed. I take a deep breath and push the door. Punky is sitting on the toilet with her skirt and panties around her ankles, her bustier pushing her cleavage up nicely.

“Fancy seeing you here,” I said.

“Fancy.” She got up and wiped her cunt off, then pulled her panties up her long legs. She turns, her perfect arse right in front of me as she bends over to pull up the toilet seat for me.

The stall is fairly long but narrow and as we step past each other, she tickles her fingers against my crotch. It works and I get hard but now that I’m in the toilet, I want to go. Punky went out, to wash her hands and I pulled my hard cock out of my chinos and tried to have a piss. A little comes out, but not as much as I need.

“Hey, need a hand?”

Punky comes back to the stall and, without saying another words, grabs my cock, her cool hands fitting around it perfectly. If anything, it gets harder. She turns me around, standing so close behind me I can feel her tits on my back and aims my cock at the toilet. I strain and finally manage a little stream of pee, then I said “It needs shaking.”

She did it, just right, but then began to slowly stroke my cock.

“That feels good,” I told her, watching her hand move up and down my shaft.

"Do you like watching my hand on your dick?"

Her sweet voice, the dirt of her words and the pure visual splendour of watching her wank me off are too much and I start fucking her hand, which is still gripped around my cock. She responds by wanking me faster with one hand while spitting on the other and using it to get my dick wet and slick. She sits on the toilet and puts both hands to work on her handjob. I want to pull her tits out of the bustier, to play with them but it doesn’t feel right and, before I can say anything, pulls my chinos and boxers down and lowers her mouth onto my cock and starts slowly sucking me off.

Moaning, I watch her swirl her tongue around the head, looking into my eyes. Her technique is masterful as she sucks on the head of my dick while stroking the shaft with one hand and gently massaging my balls with the other. She lets out a moan that hums around the head as she eagerly sucks me off bouncing her head up and down in my lap.

She moves faster and I start to move too, face-fucking her. She tries to smile around my cock and winks at me. I move faster and the sounds of slurping echo in the stall, I can’t keep this up for much longer and take a quick snap with my mobile.

“I’m going to cum,” I said, trying and failing to keep from shouting.

She winked again and began to rub my balls harder.

The first blast erupts into her open mouth splashing on her tongue and dripping onto her full, luscious lips. The second and third blasts hit her on her chin and some of it dribbles down into her cleavage. She keeps sucking and wanking me until I’m literally holding myself up by grabbing the tops of the stalls.

“Fucking hell,” I said, when she finally finished, “that was good.”

“Glad you liked it. Now all that cum’s made me hungry, facing getting something to eat?”

Elsa's Ibiza auditions

This is Elsa, a friend of a friend - she wants to head out to Ibiza and do some feature dancing, so I offered to take some pics of her. As ever, these are the out-takes but I think they're pretty fucking hot - see what you think!

Quite possibly the hardest pic of the whole session to take!

Hey, Machine, thanks for asking...

Sometimes, as the saying goes, if you don't ask, you don't find out. I got a comment the other day from my e-friend (saying 'follower' makes this whole thing sound a bit freaky) Machine, who appears to be a fellow foot-fetishist. So, never needing much excuse to feature feet, here are some more pictures!

Hope you like them!These are P's feet - thankfully, she enjoyed the attraction of a good footjob and would often tempt me into doing naughties by sitting on the edge of the bed and instigating things by rubbing her feet against my crotch.

Peaches feet, taken on a shoot. I've never cum on her feet but, seriously, if you were presented with these soles, that's exactly what you'd do, isn't it?

Another of Rachel's mobile phone pictures. Cracking foot, eh?

A random woman, caught out in the big rainstorm we had on Wednesday.

Speaking of time away from Blighty...

I was on a shoot in Southern France (a big deal, for a once well-known Lads mag in the late 90s) and we’d retired to a bar for the evening. When Shelly walked in, I could hardly believe my eyes. She was a local girl, doing some PA work during the summer, but pretty enough that we’d got her for some background work in the shots we were doing. I don’t think anyone had realised how good looking she was though. She was wearing a backless short black dress that only goes down to about mid thigh. Her legs are well tanned and her little black shoes make her calves look even better. Since she and I had spoken earlier, she comes over and I buy her a drink and she makes small-talk and I get a bit daring. I put my hand on her thigh.

Shelly looked down and smiled, putting her hand over mine to move it higher. The lights are low, so nobody can really see what’s going on, so I slide my hand further. I feel something moist and realise she isn’t wearing panties! I look at her in the gloom, she leans in and says “Let’s go somewhere.”

Shelly had a car and we had a quick, deep kiss before we got in and drove over to my hotel. All the while, I have my hands up her dress and she finally swats them away as we stop at a red light and a cop car cruises by. Once we get to the hotel, we race up to my room.

I get Shelly to sit on the bed and she slowly pulls one leg up and gently takes off her shoe. I trail my fingers up her thighs and back down the other leg to do the same thing.

I kneel down in front of her and she stands up, so I slide my hands under her skirt and caress her arse and hips, keeping away from her cunt. I look up, her nipples are clearly visible through the fabric of the dress so I reach up and teak them. She lets out a low moan and pulls her dress up and over her head. Her cunt is bare, with a little landing strip of hair above it. It’s shining, she’s so slick.

She laid down again, spreading her legs a little and I lean over her, kissing her belly and she unzips my shorts and puts her hand in. It’s cold and makes me shiver, which makes her laugh. I pull my shorts and boxers off as she hotches forward on the bed and then, looking me in the eyes, she puts my entire cock in her mouth.

I am still leaning over her, so I can’t do much more than make sure I don’t drop down. She’s doing things with her tongue that I’d never felt before and then she starts to caress my balls, gently.

“Be careful,” I warned her, “I’m going to go off like a cannon. I’ve been photographing nude women all day, I’m fucking ready.”

“We’re got all night,” she said and took my cock deep into her mouth again, stroking my balls and occasionally sneaking a finger between my arse-cheeks to play with my arsehole. I realise she knows what she’s doing, so I heft my weight and reach down, grabbing my camera-phone from my shorts pocket. She looks at me, raises her eyebrows.

“Do you mind if I get a picture?”

With my cock still almost in her throat, she shakes her head, intensifying her finger action on my balls.
I don’t think I can take much more and tell her so, but that just makes her seem to work harder. She bobs her head quicker, leaves one hand on my balls and the other on my arsehole and it’s only when I say I’m coming that she lets me go.

“My tits, please cum on my tits!"

How could I refuse. I leave over her chest as she begins to wank me off and it doesn’t take long until I’m spraying cum all over her beautiful tits. It takes a while for me to finish and she keeps wanking me all the time, until I’m literally shuddering with pleasure. Finally, she takes pity on me and stops and I manage to get a shot of her before I flop down beside her on the bed.

She slowly, almost idly, rubs my cum into her tits and then takes my hands and slides it between her legs.

“My turn,” she says and my fingers sink into her sodden cunt.

What a night!

Bare feet on dashboard - mmmmm

As a confirmed foot-fetishist, there are many things I love about the summer - flip-flops, bare feet and, of course, bare feet on dashboards. Rachel likes being barefoot and she took this picture for me today and sent it over via email!

Thanks, gorgeous!

A different footjob from normal

Rachel & I were 69-ing, me on the bottom and I was so intent on lapping at her juicy cunt that it took me a moment or two to realise she’d gone past my balls and was heading for my arse. And then I felt her tongue there and I don’t know if it was because we’d been 69-ing for a while, because it was warm or just because I was incredibly horny but it felt great – an almost decadent act that thrilled me to the core.

I kept sucking her clit and licking her lips and when she started to tremble all over, I knew it was time to let go of her hips so that she could move. She didn’t go far, just settled herself slightly so that she could tongue my arse and run over fingers over my balls.

Her tongue action was taking me really close to cumming and I knew that my attention to her cunt was bringing her almost to climax so I decided to try something new. I brought my legs up and back, onto Rachel’s shoulder and I squeezed her to me. This helped to push licking mouth into my warm crack, but it also opened up my arsehole more.

She came, suddenly, almost screaming into my arse, her tongue a hard date. Pussy juice dribbled down onto my chin and I lapped it up, sucking and making as much noise as I could to show her that I was enjoying it.

With her cunt still throbbing, I pushed her forward slightly and slid my tongue up. Spreading her cheeks wide, I licked my finger and slid it into her arse-hole.

Aware that my rock hard cock was between her tits, Rachel began to rock gently on me, wanking me with her cleavage. That was too much and I came, squirting between her tits and the sticky cum, mixed with our sweat, created a slurping as she kept moving.

As my orgasm faded, I let my body relax and unclenched my toes. That seemed to be a cue for Rachel and she stopped licking my dripping arse. She raised herself up, pulling her arse forward to sit on my chest, grinding herself against the hair there.

I released my legs and she caught them, pulling the right one to her. She clutched the foot and shoved my toes into her mouth, sucking on them noisily. She grabbed my other foot, pulled that up too, slid my two big toes into her mouth together. She held both of my feet, sucking and licking my toes, alternating from one foot to the other, as she crept grinding her cunt on my chest.

She moved slightly, to take both my feet in one hand and began to play with my balls again, running her fingers up and down, flicking my arsehole even as she tongued my feet like there was no tomorrow.

I reached up, grabbed her tits and played with them. I wanted to do so much more, but she was completely in control.

She kept sucking my toes and playing with my balls and arse until my cock started to go hard again and only then did she slow down. Letting go of my feet, she moved into a squat, grabbed my cock and rubbed it all over her cunt.

“Now,” she said, “how about we fuck properly?”


It was so good, I got her to lick my toes again and took a picture – it’s so fucking horny, both to feel and to watch, I wish we’d been doing it for years!

An Anglesey adventure

I don’t make it a habit of chasing after people who are “taken” but sometimes, as with my Penzance adventure, things start to happen and they start to happen very quickly.

I was involved in a shoot for a car, in the depths of Wales on the isle of Anglesey. One of the PA’s was a woman called Sharon, a really good laugh and we got on like a house on fire. She was about five foot five and voluptuous, really curvy. She had shoulder length blonde hair - always nice - and a cracking set of tits. We were in the pub after the second shooting day and we’d danced a bit and having those tits pressed up against me was doing things I shouldn’t have been thinking about.

We took it back to her hotel room and after a little drink - we were both more than a little merry by then - she went into the bathroom. When she came out, she was wearing white cotton panties and a white vest-top that showed her big tits off perfectly.

“If you’re staying put,” she said, smiling, “now might be the time to get into your pyjamas.”

“Dammit,” I said, “they’re in my room.”

“Oh no, that means you’ll have to sleep naked. And that means that I might have to touch you…”

Before I had a chance to respond, Sharon pounced on me and pulled my jeans down, then my boxers. She didn't touch my cock with her hands at first. She stuffed it into her mouth like she hadn't eaten in days and it was the only thing that would satisfy her hunger.

Sharon sucked me with gusto and when I reached down and touched her panties, they were soaked. I slid my hand under the gusset and pushed two fingers into her dripping cunt and finger fucked her. The more I played with her, the deeper she sucked my cock into her mouth until I was all in and could feel her chin on my balls!

She let go of my cock, stood up and pulled her panties and vest-top off. Her body was better that I’d imagined and my cock throbbed. She smiled and got onto the bed beside me.

"I need to ask you something." she said to me.

“Anything,” I said.

“Look, I don't want you to get the wrong impression. We're not going to fuck, not now - I have someone back home and we get on well and we might have to work together again, so I just want to have a bit of fun. Is that okay? We can mess around and do everything but fuck properly, yeah?“

I had no problem with that and told her so.

“So do you think you can make me cum? I masturbate at least once a day and I haven’t had a chance to yet. Sucking you off has made me so fucking wet and horny, I need to do it now. So make me come and short of fucking, I’ll do whatever you want."

Who could resist an offer like that? I laid Sharon on the bed and began sucking her gorgeous big breasts. She moaned, writhing around as I alternated between kissing her tits and rubbing the dripping head of my cock against her nipples.

She began pinching her tits as I smeared them with precum, which she scooped up with two fingers and licked clean.

"Lick my pussy,“ she said, her voice breathy, “lick it and make me cum.“

Who needs telling something like that twice? I kissed my way down her body and settled between her legs, taking in the view. Her cunt was neatly trimmed, the lips glistening with juice and parted slightly. I leaned forward and ran my tongue from top to bottom. She tasted incredible. I lapped at her clit and sucked her juices while she played with her tits.

I alternated, mouth and fingers, on her cunt, sucking her clit and fingering her and kept going until she had an orgasm that rocked her body and made her scream into her fist. She pulled me up quickly, kissing me hard, her tongue exploring around my lips and stealing her juice.

She grabbed my cock, which was hard as rock by now. “Fuck my tits, cum all over them.” She sucked my cock, covering it with saliva, then sat up and spat on her tits, rubbing them together and lubing them up.

When she decided they were slick enough Sharon lay back, holding her tits in her hands. I straddled her, her pubes tickling my arse and slid my cock between her tits. She pushed them together, wrapping them tightly around my cock. I began fucking her chest slowly and reached back at the same time, so that I could play with her cunt again. She gasped, then leaned her head forward so that she could kiss and lick the head of my cock with each of my thrusts.

Just when I thought I couldn't be more turned on Sharon reached back and cupped my arse cheek, lightly stroking my balls.

“Fuck,” I said, “this is too good.”

“Then cum,” she said, moaning, “cum all over my tits.”

I thrust hard a few more times, the sensations and sights proving too much and then I came really hard. The cum seemed to explode out of my cock, landing on her chest and face and a string of it went into her hair. I thrust for as long as I could and she played with my balls and in the end, I had to roll off of her.

“Wow,” she said, once she’d got her breath back. “That was fucking excellent.”

And it was. Sharon and I never did have sex, but we met up on the next few jobs and always had great non-penetrative sex. She’s not a PA any more and we only speak occasionally through email, but I’ve never forgotten that Anglesey tit-fuck!　

I got this from Rachel

"Hey, Morg, you keep featuring me in your blog but now you're free, why haven't we met up? Here's a pic I took today, hope it brings back pleasant memories. Like that rimjob, when I asked you to cum somewhere specific."

Great pic, Rachel and yes, that is a pleasant memory. In fact, I'll ring you later this week and we'll sort something out!

As for the rimjob, well, this is what happened.

I’d just come out from the shower - we’d been to the gym, played a game of squash and then had a swim. Rachel was sitting on the bed, wearing one of my work shirts.

“Drop the towel,” she said and I did. She came over to me, on all fours and my cock responded. I was only half erect when she reached me, but she stroked it until it was as hard as steel, then slid it into her mouth. She sucked it until it throbbed on her tongue. Then she licked it from the tip to the balls, taking each bollock individually in her mouth and rolling her tongue all around my scrotum.

“Now sit down,” she said and I perched on the edge of the bed. She kneeled on the floor between my legs and looked at me smiling. "Let's get down to business," she said, taking my cock in her hand again and lowering her mouth onto it. She was exceptionally talented with her mouth and the pleasure was so intense I didn’t immediately realise she’d left my cock and was raising my legs. She spit on my exposed, spread arsehole.

”Hold these,” she said, pushing my legs higher, then went back to sucking my cock. After a few moments, I felt her fingernail at my arsehole. I tried to relax and partly managed it, then she sucked harder on my cock and that did the trick. She slid her finger in until it was knuckle deep. She left my cock and licked my arse, her finger still in place, her other hand wanking me off. Then she began sawing her finger in and out of my arse.

She moved her mouth, alternating between blowjob and rimjob, then I felt another finger slide in.

”Are you ready to cum?" she asked. I couldn't speak. I just nodded, panting. She kept her sawing fingers up, her wanking and tonguing. “Good, I’ve always wanted someone to cum on my face and you’re it.” I nodded again - I’d always wanted to cum in Rachel’s face too!

“Look at me,” she said. The swollen head of my cock was brushing her lower lip as her fist slid up and down it. “Cum all over my face. I want to feel how hot it is, your dick throbbing in my hand as cum drips down my cheeks”

“There,” I said and she gasped as I ejaculated on her face. She pulled her fingers out of my arse and, once I’d finished coming, sucked the head of my cock into her mouth and cleaned up any remaining cum. I yelped at the sensitiveness and Rachel laughed.

“I’ll go and clean myself up,” she said, “so you relax a bit because then it’s your turn to have your way with me.”

I watched her go, wiggling her arse and smiled.

Another exhibit - aiming for sleazy

Rachel, once again (which is why her eyes are blanked, which they weren't when it was presented), this was from another exhibit, which closed the week before last. I was aiming for a sleazy, Havana-ish kind of colour scheme, most of which I had to deal with in the developing.

An email from Lizzy!

This isn't the first I've received, since she went off to Detriot, but it's certainly the sexiest. And, as you'll see, she did dare me so, without further ado, here's what Lizzy has to say!

Hey, Morg. Just a quick note to say that I miss you, I miss the way we were, the way we made me laugh and I miss the sex. I’ll miss your cock - just remembering it makes me wet. Do you remember the times you took me from behind, your hard cock filling my wet cunt, your hips slapping against my arse, my tits swinging with every hard thrust? When I remember them, I like to play with myself and use my new dildo, even though it’s a poor substitute for your stiff prick.

Have I made your cock hard, with this? Will you put this on your blog - with my picture. Go on, I dare you! Just think of me, touching myself, imagine my wet fingers and the scent on them. I wish they were your fingers - or better, your lips. You did lick my pussy like a champ. God, I’m so fucking horny now.

Write soon - I miss you, you big lump of sex!

Ladies wanking

I've always had a thing for ladies getting themselves off and in pretty much every case that I've had a girlfriend who'd let me photograph her, I took pictures of her flicking the bean. And here's a small collection of them, featuring ladies already introduced to this blog.

My ex-wife preferred to use a little vibrator which, rather than flick her clit with, she used to insert. Then flick her bean with her fingers anyway. Who cares, it got her off!

This is P, who was much rougher with herself. She liked to be open, to be able to slosh her fingers around from clit, to perineum, to inside herself. Noisy, good fun, generally sloppy - I loved watching her wank.

This is Peaches, my assistant. She prefers the very civilised finger on clit approach.

And this is Lizzy, who loved it all and often finger fucked herself with strumming her clit at the same time.

Thank you, ladies...

It appears that I don't speak to a wilderness - thanks for sending these through, ladies.

This is Shelley, she has nice tits.

This is Cheryl, who is going to the loo.

Where I am, right now

I’m feeling a little blue today. I said my goodbyes to Lizzy this morning, after our final fuck and breakfast, then I went home and she got a lift to the airport and rang me as her flight was being boarded and then again, when she landed in Detroit. I’m not going to sit here and make silly proclamations, about how much we were in love because both of us - and anyone out there who might be reading this - knew that wasn’t the case; we felt a great deal for one another, certainly, but it was never going to be anything else. But what it was, in reality, was something special. And I don’t just mean the sex, which was terrific, but she was younger than me and she had a different viewpoint on things and that was fucking refreshing.

So I’ve felt blue today and sorted out my old boxes of negatives that haven’t been scanned in and I’ve been traipsing through the past again. There are some gems too, which I’ll post here in time, but it was also good to see where I’d been, so that I could hopefully see where I would be going.

Lizzy will be in Detroit for a minimum of six months, before getting to come home and we decided this morning that we would see other people, if the opportunity arose, because we’re both very sexual and nothing is guaranteed in this life. I hope that it’s not the case, that we don’t see one another again, but we’ll email and I’m sure some pictures will be going across the water.

It’s strange, I’ve never had a kind of mouthpiece to the world whenever I’ve had a relationship break-up in the past and I’m not sure what else to say, so I’ll leave it here.

But thanks, Lizzy, I know you’ll read this and I know you enjoyed seeing yourself here - it’s been great. Good times, in fact.

Another satisfied customer - and I quite enjoyed it too!

Kris came to me on a recommendation and as soon as she started talking, it became pretty obvious exactly what kind of photographic service she was after. She was a career-woman, she said, constantly striving and she wanted to gift herself something, that she could enjoy for some time to come. And that others could too. Who was I to refuse?

She was quite tall, with lustrous shoulder length brown hair and good bone structure in her face. She was dressed in a long skirt and a knitted top, so I could tell much, but her body looked good and lean, gym toned. I took her into the back of the studio, set up the couch by the patio door and suggested we start with some simple shots.

“I want some pictures I can hang in the lounge and hall,” she said, “but I also want some pictures that I can hang elsewhere, where only a select few get to see them.”

“Fine,” I said, “I’ll follow your lead. Don’t do anything you feel uncomfortable doing and relax.”

She was very relaxed, very confident and a delight to photograph. It wasn’t long before the knit top came off - her breasts were small, her belly flat. The skirt came off next and I got a picture of her feet, when she still had her panties on (the only bit of direction I gave her - “spread your legs, it looks great”). Then the panties came down and her fingers slid into her cunt which, judging by the sounds of it, was more than damp enough at just the thought of the experience.

I convinced her to try another glamour pose, up on all fours and that came out nice, but then she settled on her back and finger-fucked herself to a massive orgasm. Me? I had a raging stiffy, listening to her fingers slapping in and out of her cunt, but I just kept taking the photographs and keeping my mouth shut.

I told her about this, my little side-project and she said I could use the pictures, so long as I blanked out her face. Which I’ve done. We both hope you like them!

Being about the old in-out

There was a fancy-dress party at the weekend. We debated on what to do - our routine now, pretty much, is that we only see each other at the weekend, but these were Lizzy's old friends and I like them anyway, so we went.

I did the usual boring stuff - I went as a horny werewolf (though I was only horny for the one lady) - but Lizzy decided to try something else altogether and went as one of the Droogs, from "A Clockwork Orange". By way of Linnea Quigley. Oh yes, how fucking sexy is this? I think I was the most admired werewolf that night and, when we finally got home in the early hours of the morning, I savaged her.

Yum, yum.

Hard-House Night

Apparently suggested by my friend DJ Jenny B - http://pmorgan1969.blogspot.com/2009/12/dj-jennyb.html - my local club, Flex, got in touch with me. They were doing a Hard-House Night, back to the 80s and wanted some retro ads to go with it. Plus pictures and asked me if I had anything or anyone that might be interested.

As I think I've mentioned before, my assistant Peaches is always keen and so I used her. The white band was asked for by the club, they want to put their name across it. This is a detail really and the picture won't - so far as I know - take up the whole poster. It'll be cool to see it though, especially Peaches' cleavage flashed up all over town!

The stories I could tell you about...

...Rachel. I saw her for a few months, after P & I split up properly the first time and she was fucking gorgeous - absolutely fucking gorgeous. As always, I took plenty of pictures of her but haven't used any yet because, well, you don't get back in touch with an old flame and say "hey, I have a website now, can I publish those pics we took back in the day?"

So imagine my surprise when she emailed me, to the effect of "hey, why aren't I on your blog?" And she sent me this. Which I'll gladly publish.

So you'll be hearing a lot more about Rachel in the coming weeks.

P, lying on the floor

I hadn't posted for a couple of days and, for some reason, I seem to be getting a few visitors, so I thought I'd put up a pic or two. This is P, from back in the day - great arse, great pussy, great feet!

Photographing other men's wives

This is Sal. She and her husband rang me up, it was his 40th birthday and he wanted to do something special and couldn’t figure out what it was. By all accounts, Sal is a ‘very quiet girl’ and realised that she could give him a wonderful gift, a set of prints of her in glamour poses - he’d never expect it, wouldn’t show it around and it’d pep up their relationship.

I was the bloke they came to.



I went over to their house one Sunday afternoon and spent a while getting Sal relaxed and ready. We went up to the bedroom and hubby decided to stay downstairs, not wanting to spook his wife. We talked about what he liked - tits and panties - and took it from there.

She was a good looking woman, somewhere in her late 30s, but she’d taken good care of herself and could have passed for several years younger. We took several shots of her by the skylight window and I was urging her, gently, to take things further. The bra came off fairly easily, as she started to get into it and trust me and I got her to sit on the bed, to get panty shots. Those turned into hands-in-panties shots - not a problem for me! - and eventually I managed to get her to take her panties off.

Now this is where I turned slightly unprofessional - I love tits too, by God do I love tits, but I also like a nice juicy cunt and a good pair of feet. So the last shot was one for me and it was fucking beautiful.

More satisfied customers, all round!

We finally got together!

It cleared up over here in the afternoon, so I took off for Lizzy's and we had a wonderful evening and night together, including a walk in a fresh snowfall, where she decided to go completely commando under her coat. And let me take a picture! Good times!

Another phone pic

I'm not seeing Lizzy until the weekend but if she keeps sending pics like this to me, I don't know that I'll be able to wait that long!

Happy New Year!

As you can see in the photo below, I had an absolutely storming New Year - hope you did too!