I'm back

Hello - I'm back!  If you're still reading this, send me an email at pmorgan1969@hotmail.co.uk and let me know if it's worth carrying on with the blog.

So much has happened since I last posted - a lot of it fucking terrific!

Here are are some pictures, to tide you over...

Arselick!

I'm a lucky fucker.

This was me, earlier tonight, being administered to by Rachel.

Very nice...

A boring seminar...

...made much better, when I discovered an old flame - Ellie - was also attending.  We had some fun.

Read all about it in this Smashwords download - click here

A new memoir, up at Smashwords - check it out!

Thought you might appreciate this but hey, no problems if you don't!

"Hot Night With Annie" for 99c

Panties, knickers, call them what you like...

I was thinking about knickers today, as I'm occasionally prone to do) and I thought that I probably hadn't featured them enough in this blog. So here are some fashion out-takes, featuring knickers (or panties, as my US chums call them) and, invariably, a lovely female belly button!

Enjoy!

Messing around - an outtake

This was the shot, believe it or not, that the client requested.

Peaches, helping me out by modelling - pictures above and below

A Balmy Evening Footjob (ebook), by Peter Morgan

My second memoir is now up at Smashwords - ”A Balmy Evening Footjob”, featuring P, me and a nice footjob. All, once again, for 99c.

Depending on how well it goes, I might put more up there. We’ll just have to see. But why not give it a go - if you’ve got a Kindle or e-reader, for less than a dollar, what have you got to lose? Apart from your dignity, if you get a hard-on on a train or something!

The link, once more, is ”A Balmy Evening Footjob, by Peter Morgan”

Hope you enjoy it!

My First Threesome - a memoir, at Smashwords

I’ve been running this blog for a while now and not had any complaints, which is always nice. I’ve tried to keep a mixture of memoirs, photographs and various reader-related-items.

One thing I have been thinking of is putting out more memoirs but I’m not sure how well they go down (I have the least feedback onthem). So I’ve tried something different and put one up - ”My First Threesome” - at Smashwords. For 99c (I know, but it’s not a British company), you can read almost 6000words of me getting it on with P. How can you miss?

Depending on how well it goes, I might put more up there. We’ll just have to see. But why not give it a go - if you’ve got a Kindle or e-reader, for less than a dollar, what have you got to lose? Apart from your dignity, if you get a hard-on on a train or something!

This is the link - ”My First Threesome” by Peter Morgan

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.