Monday, 17 July 2017

Cosplay at Comic Con (lovely!)

My old friend Mick rang me on Friday night, to see if I was free today - he had a spare ticket to the MCM Comic Con event at the NEC in Birmingham and since that's less than an hour from my place, he wondered if I wanted to go.  Now I'm a fan of films, I love Star Wars and ever since The X Files, I've had a special place in my heart for sci-fi females - so I agreed to go.

I had a great time, we saw a few demonstrations, went to a couple of panels, saw some glamour models and bought some stuff that I hadn't seen since my childhood.  Even better, I saw a lot of very attractive young ladies indulging in cosplay.  Now if you'd asked me before today what that was, I'd have have said it came from Ann Summers but this is people (male and female) dressing as their favourite film characters.  In the case of the girls, it also seems to mean baring as much flesh as possible.

I noticed lots of people taking photographs (some men had very expensive cameras at the ready ;-) and was informed that it was fine to take pictures.  Of course, that's brilliant and my only complaint is that I didn't know it would be like that, so I didn't take my Nikon.  Instead, all of these were captured on my Smartphone, hence the poorer image resolution.


Monday, 10 July 2017

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. 

Monday, 3 July 2017

Dinner with friends, then oral fun!

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?”

Monday, 26 June 2017

Shirley's back (briefly!)

Do you remember Shirley, who came to model for the Photography club back in March (who I blogged about here)?

Well she came back tonight, we had a laugh and when she was getting ready to leave, I noticed that she hadn't put her underwear back on.

"I don't suppose you fancy doing a little bit of flashing, do you?" I asked, thinking that the worst I'd get would be a slap.

"Will you show my face?"

"Of course not," I said.  I'd asked her before I posted the previous batch of pics, so I knew she trusted me.

"Okay then," she said and this is what I got...

Monday, 19 June 2017

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 at

Monday, 12 June 2017

Denise, from 1988

I've been sorting through some of my old pics, scanning them in and seeing just what I've got. Some of them are wonderful - like this set, here - some of them are bloody awful. Anyway, this is Denise and she was a friend of a friend, lovely person and very nice to be around. We got together during sixth form, re-connectd again a year or so later and I hoped something might develop but it never did. Lovely body too and wonderful feet.

She now works for a newspaper in the South-West, happily married with a couple of kids. We got in touch through Facebook and as we talked, I mentioned the old pics. I sent her copies and she agreed, so long as I blocked her face, to me posting them here. So please enjoy...

Monday, 5 June 2017

Girls in the summer...

Nice weather, summer dresses, bare legs and feet - what more could a hot-blooded heterosexual man ever want, eh?

These are some pictures I've taken over the past few weeks, hope you like them.

Not feet but look at that cleavage!  Taken in Primark, of all places...

Monday, 29 May 2017

Laura shows me what she's got!

This is my old friend Laura, whom I've known for years.  We met up a few weeks back for a lunchtime drink and, as always happens with old friends, we chatted about sex.  She's in a relationship now, with a good bloke and she was worried about me - I told her not to worry too much.

As we talked, it became obvious that there was something she wanted to ask me and it took two glasses of house white for her to 'fess up.

"One of my fantasies has always been to flash somewhere, you know and have a record of it.  I can't ask [partner] to do it, he'd think it was too kinky, so how about you?  We're known each other for ages, what do you say?"

Now Laura is a great looking woman and I'm always up for a bit of nudity, so I agreed.  I also told her about this blog and that clearly excited her, especially when I asked if I could publish the photos on here.  She agreed then rang me, after the shoot, to ask if I could make her a bit more anonymous - she works in the council and doesn't need anything potentially damaging to pop up.  I gladly agreed - both for her sake and also because they're great shots.

See for yourself!

Monday, 22 May 2017

Melissa's great tits

I met a woman through the Internet dating site the other week called Melissa - she was very nice, blonde, early 40s, bit of a free-spirit and divorced for about five years.  We got on well, saw each other a few times and although I don’t see it going much further, we had a nice time.  Even better, she fancied me, she was always horny and she had great tits!

On our fourth date, we’d been into town and hit the bars and both of us got a little bit tipsy.  We went back to her flat and I couldn’t take my eyes off her - she was wearing a knee-length skirt and a tight blouse that showed everything in the most perfect way possible.  The merrier I got, the more her tits mesmerised me, even the way they moved when she breathed - it was like they were trying to escape her bra.

As she brought in a glass of wine for me, she noticed my gaze, smiled and put the drink down.

“Do you think I have nice tits?” she asked.

“Absolutely, they’re terrific.”

She began rubbing her right breast gently. "You know, sometimes, if I’m in the right mood, I can make myself cum just by playing with them. I cum even harder if someone else is doing the playing.”

That was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I started to rub her left tit, brushing my fingertips along the line of her bra and heard her sigh as I slid a finger into the neckline of her blouse.  Some of the buttons came undone, allowing me easy access and I sought her nipple, massaging it through her bra it hardened under my finger. She began to squirm slightly.

“It’d be better if you could see them,” she said and pulled her top over her head. She undid the clasps on her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were full, with nice, largish nipples and she rubbed them, pushing them together until her cleavage was nothing more than a tight crack. She leaned forward, her hands on my shoulders, until my face was inches away from her skin. She pushed me backwards on the sofa, until I was lying down and gently swayed her magnificent tits against my face. I reached for her arse, but she firmly put my hands on the sides of her tits.

“No, let’s just keep this simple. I can’t do anything tonight, but let’s get each other off.”

I admit, I was disappointed but it was better than nothing. I started kneading her tits and squeezing her nipples, craning my neck so that I could kiss her warm skin. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and she moaned - this tit play was really getting her hot, the flush of colour across her chest and throat telling me that. I cupped her boobs, mouthing one nipple and teasing the other with my fingers. She moved against me, pushing her tits into my face until my nose and mouth were covered. I grabbed as much of that heaving flesh as I could and squeezed them together. Her nipples were right next to one another and I managed to get them both into my mouth at the same time. She gave a little squeal, which rapidly turned into a series of pants and moans as I sucked and chewed. Within seconds her knees were shaking and her full weight fell onto me, my tongue playing her nipples hard. She came, all of a sudden and writhed against me as I continued my assault on her breasts.

By now my cock was rock hard and as she lifted herself up slowly, she looked at my crotch.

“That was incredible, Pete,” she said, “let me return the favour.”

She slid down until her face was level with my crotch and unbuckled my belt, then pulled my trousers down.  She slid her hand into my boxers and pulled my cock out, rubbing it gently and I watched, in delightful agony, her fingers glide up and down my shaft. Pulling my trousers and boxers down and off she smiled and leaned forward slightly so that the tip of my cock was rubbing softly against her lips as she wanked me. She continued this for a few minutes, one hand softly massaging my balls. Then she used what nature had given her. She shifted closer until her tits were resting on my thighs then rubbed the head of my cock over them. She teased me with her nipples, pushing my cock against them, rubbing it all over the large mounds and in the valley of her cleavage, coating her skin with pre-cum. Then she slid my cock between her tits and, with both hands, wrapped them around me until I could only see 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.

"Now let’s see if I can make myself cum again, before you come all over these, okay?”

I didn’t need telling twice and started to pound my cock between her tits as she squeezed them.  The friction was unbelievable and, combined with the view and the fact I knew she was getting off, made it one of the horniest tit-fucks I’d ever experienced.  I thrust as hard and fast as I could.  She dropped her head, my cock banging her chin as she started moaning.  The sensation of my balls brushing her skin, the feel of her tits in my hands, the pace and movement of my cock were getting to me, pushing me closer to the edge.

“I’m there,” she gasped, “cum on my tits, cum on them.”

I thrust harder, feeling the pressure building up in my balls. "Oh fuck, I’m cumming.”

“Yes,” she gasped, “do it now!”

The cum exploded out of my cock, shooting across her cleavage and face. She moved her head and took the second blast into her mouth, then swirled her tongue around the head of my cock each time it came within range. Her own orgasm overtook her as she pulled her nipples hard, almost screaming in her pleasure. The cum dripped of her face as I carried on fucking her tits, until I couldn’t go on any more. She smiled at me, rubbing my cum into her skin.

“Wow,” she said, “that was incredible.”

“I’ve never had anything like that before,” I said, stroking her tits gently and pulling lightly on her nipples.  “We’ve got to do that again!”

“We will,” she said and stood up.  She smiled at me, put her hand under her left breast and lifted it up so that she could tongue the nipple and mop up some of my cum.  That view, in itself, was enough to get me going again…

Monday, 15 May 2017

My ex-wife... once more

It's cycled around again, from last November this time.

More thoughts of the ex-wife, more fun looking at the pictures.  And you know how it goes, if I'm thinking about her, I post those old photos and then we all get to have some fun!