Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Jen

This is Jen, the sister of my friend Daniel from the Photography Group.  She was looking to get some 'tasteful' shots taken, neither of them felt comfortable with him doing it, so he suggested me.

I was a little worried, I have to admit but I shouldn't have been - Jen was a great model, very friendly and talkative.  We got onto the subject of this blog and she said that, on the understanding I'd mask her identity, she'd love to feature.

So here we go, it's Jen.




Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Fun with my ex on holiday

As we head out of the summer - and thinking, once more, of my ex-wife, here's a little recollection of an experience we shared a few years back.

We were on holiday in Portugal and it was a great week - the weather was fantastic, we were getting on brilliantly and the combination of sun, sand, good weather and booze was doing our sex life no end of good.

One night, we went out for a drink and found a dusty little place along from the hotel, just up from the beach.  There weren’t many other people in there, though I recognised a few of them from our hotel and we found a quiet table in the corner.  I went to the bar and as I waited to get served started chatting to fellow holidaymakers.  I turned back, to see my ex and she waved when our eyes met.  Her blonde hair was long then, shiny and in waves down past her shoulders and she’d caught the sun on her cheeks.  Her eyes were wide and full of mischief and as she moved slightly, the lights caught the sequin star on the chest of her t-shirt.  She had taken to wearing light clothes - tonight, instead of a vest top, it ws this dark grey t-shirt and a short denim skirt.  I didn’t mind either - the fact that she was in flip-flops too, so I could see - and play with - her feet didn’t hurt.  She smiled at me and licked her lips.  I smiled back and blew her a kiss.

She turned slightly, so that her chair was facing me and spread her legs, showing me that she wasn’t wearing knickers.  I actually had to adjust myself in my shorts because she looked so sexy sitting there, exposing herself. She smiled when she saw my bulge and licked her lips again, more lewdly this time - if that was possible - then spread her legs wider and slowly started to stroke her pussy lips, never once taking her eyes off of me.

I watched as she slid a finger into her pussy, sliding down in her chair so that she could reach deep inside. I could see the moisture shine in the dim light, as her finger slowly slid in and out.

I watched her until her eyes closed and she bit her lip, before relaxing and realised she was close to getting herself off. She started fingering herself faster, her chest moving quickly now, her fingers working busily over her clit.

She looked into my eyes as her orgasm built, and her hips started to move in rhythm with her finger, thrusting in and out. Tilting her head back, but maintaining eye contact, I watched as her body started to shake subtly. As her orgasm slowed and her breathing came back to normal, she slid her fingers out and licked them.

I almost came in my pants and leaned against the bar, in case anyone saw me.  From the corner of my eye, I saw my ex get up, adjust her skirt and walk across the bar towards me.  I turned to watch her and she stopped in front of me.

“Fancy a walk on the beach?” she asked and pressed her pelvis against me.  My cock was pressing against her belly and she sighed slightly, as I moved it so that it was against her pussy. She brushed her hands over it lightly and my hand slid over her arse.

“Let’s go,” she said and led me out of the bar. We crossed the road and onto the beach, heading away from the lights. There was a low stone wall and she undid her skirt and took it off, flashing her beautiful pussy at me.

“Can I take a picture?” I asked.

“Fuck yeah,” she said and pulled a pose for me. Fucking beautiful.

But her pussy wasn’t just for looking at and I knelt down in front of her and kissed down her belly, licking my way slowly to her wet, hot pussy. She’d shaved before she came out, saying that it’d be better in the heat and if we found any nude beaches, she’d be smooth and sleek.  I liked the look - it suited her, especially as I was now kneeling in front of the place of delight.  I could smell her musky scent as my tongue slid over her wet slit and it appeared she was even more excited than I thought.

I pushed her knees up to her chest, kissed her toes and then rested her legs over my shoulders. I leaned into her pussy, sliding my tongue up and down it, from top to bottom.

She gasped, and her hips jumped, as my tongue quickly flicked over her enflamed clit.  “Oh yes,” she moaned, as I started to tease her hard little bud, which was by now stiff and begging for attention.

She moved her hips in time with my tongue. I sucked on that clit, tonguing it, tonguing her pussy hard and she reached down and held my head tightly, groaning loudly.

"Oh my god! That feels fucking great!”  She spread her legs as wide as she could and I shifted position, so that I could slide a finger into her steamy wet pussy.

She gasped, “Oh you fucker,” and I began to move in time, finger almost out of her pussy, tongue on her clit, finger buried in her pussy, tongue pressing her lips. 

Quickly, her breathing got heavy, and she started to moan louder. "Oh, yes!  Oh yes, that’s it, right there.  Fuck me, Pete, don’t stop!"

I slipped a second finger into her, fucking her with them in earnest.  Suddenly, she pulled my face tight into her pussy and moaned, "Oh my god! I'm gonna cum, I’m cumming.”

Seconds later, her hips were bouncing and I could feel her pussy grasping at my fingers, seemingly trying to pull them in even deeper. I could feel her juices running down the palm and back of my hand.

“No,” she gasped, “you’ve got to stop, I’m too sensitive.  Uh, oh my fucking god, you’ve got to stop.”

I reached up and pushed up her t-shirt, exposing her wonderful tits.  Her nipples were so stiff they were just asking for attention so I sucked on the right one, pinching and pulling on the other. I switched my lips to the other nipple, and started to kiss and suck on that one as my hand went to the abandoned, wet nipple, tweaking and pulling that.
 
She was a wreck by now, moaning and I switched back and forth between her nipples, pushing her tits as close together for me as she could that I could take both nipples at once.

After a couple of seconds, she slid off the wall and crouched in front of me, reaching up and pulling down my shorts and boxers.  She looked up at me and smiled.  “This is going to fit very well,” she said.

I smiled and she grabbed my arse, pulling me towards her mouth and took my cock in deep.  She began to bob up and down, her tongue dancing over the head and underside, her hands wanking me.

After a couple of minutes, I told her to stop and bent her over and around, spreading her legs as she offered her arse up to me. I grabbed my cock, shiny with her saliva and slid the head up and down her pussy.

“Don’t tease me,” she said.

“Who’s teasing?”  I slid it up and down once more and then pushed in, hearing her give a sharp intake of breath as I penetrated and slowly started to fuck her.

I grabbed her hips as I bottomed out and reached forward, to cup her swaying tits.

“This is the fucking life.”

I fucked her, holding her hips as she pressed back on me for maximum penetration, so wet that I could hear the squelch.  She leaned further forward and I reached down, to thumb at her wet clit.  She squealed with delight and that made me fuck her harder, thrusting in so hard that my balls were slapping her.

Soon she was groaning more loudly.  “Oh god, fuck me, this is so deep.”

I kept flicking her clit and she rippled her pussy muscles around my cock.  I tried to slow down, wanting her to cum again before I did.  I alternated the flicks and thrusts, cupping her right tit, pinching that nipple.  Soon, it was all too much for her and I felt her legs wobble.

“That’s it,” she cried, “that’s it, I’m cumming!”

I rode her through the spasms and then slowed down a little, to let her catch her breath.  She reached back, cupping my balls and flicking her fingers against my perineum.

I slid my coat out of her sopping pussy and turned her around, holding her up as her legs were still a little shaky.  I sat her on the wall, her arse hanging off and told her to lock her ankles around my neck. As she did, I put the head of my cock against her pussy lips, playing it up and down and deliberately catching her clit. Taking hold of her hips, I slid my cock in as deeply as it would go.  That was really deep.  She bent her legs, pulling me down and gripped my arse tight.

Every thrust made her gasp and as I increased my speed and power, I watched her tits bounce on her chest.

“Fuck me,” she gasped as I thrust faster, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

Her eyes were half closed, her tongue on her lips.  She was cumming again, it was unreal but true and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer, so I slowed down.  She realised what I was doing, tried to pull me in deeper and faster.

As her breathing got shorter and quicker, I knew she was closing in again so I sped up.

“Oh my god,” she moaned, her body starting to shake. I was having a hard time holding onto her and my legs were getting weaker as my own orgasm was starting to hit.

“I’m there,” I shouted and thrust into her as hard as I could.  Her pussy gripped my cock and she gripped my arse, pulling me in further as I shot my load in her.

“I feel it, I can feel you spurting!” she cried and came herself.

Drained, I leaned into her and laid my head on her heaving chest. Soon, my softening cock slid out of her now sopping wet pussy and she moaned her disappointment.

“You’ll put that cock back in me, won’t you?” she said and pressed her head to her chest.

“Yes, but let’s get back to the room first…”



Wednesday, 3 September 2014

A blast from the past!

I was talking on the phone with my old friend Nick today and, as usual, we got to talking about women and porn.  That took us both back to the 80s, when we discovered it and the hours were spent, poring over those dirty mags and wondering what it'd be like to touch all the things we saw in the photographs.

Anyway, he's been given (I didn't ask who by or where from) a stash of old VHS wonders and next time we meet up, we're going to watch some of them and have a laugh.

And in honour of that, here's a blast from the past - porn images from the 80s and 90s!

Lovely!


 Adele Stephens - imagine cumming over those tits!

I had a massive crush on Teresa May!

 I wouldn't know what to nibble on first!

 Nana Gibson aka Dina Jewell - where is she now?

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Barefoot in the sun

As regular readers of this blog will know, I'm a big fan of the summer and warm weather because, as we all know, lovely weather means ladies wearing less, on their bodies and on their feet. And if they stop, to have lunch, sometimes they go barefoot. I was in a park, in Leicester, with a client having a bite to eat and spotted these lovely ladies whilst there.

Enjoy!










Saturday, 23 August 2014

Fuerteventura pictures

We went on holiday.

It was very nice.

The sun and the sea and the sand really do make you horny.  I don't think I've shagged as much this past week or so as I have this year.

I am happy.

This is a selection of photographs I took whilst we were away - hope you enjoy them.

Christina




Other ladies






Saturday, 16 August 2014

Have you got some reading for your holiday?

Just asking since the holiday season is upon us now and if you're lucky enough to be going abroad and near a beach, it means you get to see plenty of lovely tits browning in the sun!

The following pictures are ones I've taken over the years - topless ladies reading, what could be better?  It'd be nice to think that some of them were reading my stuff (available at Amazon and Smashwords - not so subtle a hint there, eh?) but that's probably not the case!

Enjoy the ladies, enjoy the gently browning tits and pick up some reading matter!

Link to my page at Smashwords (some free to download, some for a small fee)



Tuesday, 12 August 2014

More of my ex

I am over my ex, I swear but I do keep finding images of her and she was - and remains - a bloody good looking woman.  It’s just that she & I couldn’t make it work and that’s our loss.

Anyway, here are some more pictures of my ex, taking on a variety of cameras over the years, highlighting her more exhibitionist side.  Apologies for the one on the train and by the car, early camera-phone images were rubbish.



Thursday, 7 August 2014

Oral fun in the car

We’d been out for dinner with friends, a lovely evening with great company for a - quite frankly - terrific meal.  It was almost midnight by the time we made it back to the car, both of us were happy and Christina was just a little bit tipsy.

We got in and she smiled at me.  “Are you feeling amorous?”

“When you’re around, I’m always feeling amorous.”

She leaned over and kissed me.  “You know all the right things to say, don’t you?”

“I try.”

“Would you like to see my tits?”


“I’d love to.”  She pulled her top up, exposing her bra.  “You have fantastic tits, Christina.”

“Thanks,” she said and jiggled them in her bra, “they’re not bad, are they?”

She reached in and popped her left one free of its lacy prison.  I quickly looked around, to make sure no-one was about, but the coast was clear. I reached over and stroked her bare tit, loving the feel of her warm skin, playing with her nipple.

Christina smiled and put her hand on my leg, sliding it up and down, without putting her tit away. “Did you want to drive then?” she asked, innocence personified.

Since I knew that whenever things like this happened between me and Christina - unplanned and a little bit raunchy - they usually ended very well indeed, I started the car and pulled out of the car park.  As soon as we were on the road, Christina reached over and unzipped my chinos. She fished my cock out and stroked it a few times until it was rock hard and smiled.

“He looks happy.”

“So he should,” I said.

She leaned over, her breast pressing in my leg and sucked my cock straight into her mouth.

Now a blowjob whilst driving is one of those things that you really want to experience and it doesn’t happen often enough for my liking but that might be for a reason - it’s very difficult to concentrate when a tongue, lips and fingers are working on your cock!  Christina was really working it, her mouth sliding up and down, her tongue polishing the head and in order to reach her bare tit, I was having to lean at an angle.

It didn’t take her long until she was squirming in her seat.  I shifted slightly, pinching her nipple and she gasped.


I looked at her.  With her free hand, she’d pulled her skirt up and her knickers aside and was rubbing her pussy.

“Pull your knickers down,” I said.  She let go of my cock with a satisfying slurp and smiled. “I want to touch you too.”

Christina lifted her bum up, slid her knickers down and said, “Put your hand on the seat.”

I’d done it before she stopped speaking and she sat on it just as quickly. My middle finger penetrated her already wet pussy and my index finger slid against her clit. She gasped, so I began to move it back and forth, teasing the clit out from its hood.  She moaned loudly, still wanking me, as I worked my finger in her she pushed back against me more and more.

Without another word, she dipped her head into my lap again and began sucking on my cock as if her life depended on it. As good as she was, the inherent thrill and danger compounded her activity and I could already feel my orgasm building.  I flicked my finger as quickly as I could, doving further into her with my middle finger, her pussy making as much of a slurping noise as her mouth was.

After a few moments, my fingers now working furiously, she let go of my cock and partly sat up. I kept doing what I was doing and her hips started bucking and she leaned her head onto my shoulder with her mouth open, breathing hard as her orgasm swept through her.  Her fingers clenched around my cock and she wanked me harder with it.  I kept going until she started to calm down and her breathing slowed.

“Leave your fingers in me,” she said, breathless, then put her head back in my lap again.  She sucked me deep into her mouth, her tongue running all over my shaft and it was too much.

“I’m there,” I said, “I’m there.”

I’d expected her to stop sucking, but she kept going until I came, pumping into her mouth. She kept sucking and licking for a few moments and then sat up, a big smile on her face. Cum glinted on her lips.

“Now that,” she said, “was good.”

“I’ll say so, when do we have to drive at night again?”

Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Three stories from me

A little reminder, for those people who like what I write as well as the photographs I take.

Those lovely folks at Puppet Press have taken three of my short stories and put them together in a wonderful, slim little paperback (with cover art by me).

I'm really chuffed with it and, if you decide to take a chance and buy it, I hope you enjoy it


If you're interested - and no worries if you're not - the book can be purchased from Lulu.com at http://www.lulu.com/shop/peter-morgan/fun-with-christina/paperback/product-21206716.html

Friday, 1 August 2014

Christina in stockings

If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you’ll know that I like feet and I particularly love Christina’s feet.  She had to go out the other night on a very posh, work-based do - heels, stockings, LBD.  She looked fucking gorgeous, to be honest and I loved the look of her feet in the stockings.  So much so, I got her to pose for a few pictures.

Still undecided about stockings as a whole, but I like these.