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!