Quickie after the gym

Christina & I decided that it would be a good idea to join the local gym and so, the week after New Years, we went for our induction.  The girl showing us around was attentive and pretty and, as if sensing that I’d noticed, Christina did her best to brush against me at every opportunity.  By the time we got home, I was as horny as hell and so was she.

We went into the house and dumped our coats and bags on the sofa and started kissing and holding each other close and tight.  I slid my hands up the back of her shirt and undid the clasp of her bra with a snap of my fingers. I stopped kissing her for just a moment to pull her t-shirt over her head and she wriggled out of her bra.  I started kissing her again as soon as she was done, then began kissing down her neck making my way to her breasts and attacking her nipples.

"Hey,” she said, pouting at me, “Be nice, they’re sensistive.”  I smiled at her, ignoring her request and going for them hard, quickly making her moan with pleasure.  “Oh that feels good,” she muttered.

After a few minutes, I kissed my way down her belly, paying particular attention to her navel.  She was wearing fabric shorts that clung to her like lycra, showing off every gorgeous curve and there was a dark spot in the middle of her groin.  I put my hands on her hips and kissed my way down her shorts, then pulled them down, kissing the bare skin where it was exposed.  All I could hear was her heavy breathing as I licked and kissed the wet gusset of her knickers.  I slid them down too and I moved in closer to her wet pussy lips.  She put her hands on my head so I decided to tease her a little.  I moved my head, still licking and kissing, to the right slightly and made my way past her pussy and down her leg to her ankle.  She lifted her foot and I licked each toe, sucking them into my mouth one-by-one.  Then I moved back up again, once more passing her pussy.  I kept going, licking her belly, kissing her right tit and sucking on the nipple and moved up to her mouth.

She looked at me and bit her lip.  The lust was clear to see in her eyes.  I kisser her hard, our tongues fighting, then broke off and worked my way back down, attacking her left nipple and belly.

“No more,” she said, almost pleading and I moved down.  I kissed around her pussy, I breathed over it, I did everything but touch it with my tongue.

“No,” she said, “I’m naked, you need to get your kit off.”

I quickly stripped, and got back to where I was, kneeling in front of her.  I spread her legs and kissed my way up her thighs to her pussy, which was, by now, leaking.  I slid my tongue up her slit, tasting her juices, manoeuvring my tongue as far as I could get it into her tight pussy.  I flicked it from side to side, making her gasp, then moved up towards her clit.  She held the back of my head again, her fingers twining in my hair.

I slowly slid my tongue lightly over her clit and it made her shudder.  I quickly licked my middle finger and slid it deep into her pussy, making her gasp and then went to work on her clit, alternating between pressing my tongue and letting it lightly glide.  Up and down, side to side, mixing it up, all the while slowly fucking her with my finger.

"Oh My God! That feels amazing! I don’t know if it’s your tongue or your finger, but don’t stop!”

I moved us backwards, pushing her so that she sat down on the edge of the sofa.  I continued to flick her clit in any direction I could think of, trying not to repeat my movements.  Occasionally I’d put my whole mouth over it, sucking it in and flicking it around.  She was moaning more now and wrapped her legs around my head, pulling me deeper into her pussy.

“I’m cumming,” she gasped, “I’m cumming” and I just worked harder.  She groaned, her belly shuddering as she came and more juice flowed from her pussy.  As she released me from her leg lock, I started tonguing the alphabet on her clit, but she stopped me.

“No,” she said, out of breath, “enough.  Let me have a look at you now.”

She pushed me out from in between her legs and I fell back onto the floor with my cock pointing straight up towards the ceiling. She quickly knelt between my legs and took me all in her mouth, in one go, no messing.  She quickly got into a rhythm, tonguing the head of my cock as she wanked it with one hand and played with my balls with the other.  She sucked me like that, hard and fast, until I started to get those sensations in my balls.

“Lay down,” I said and she did, without questioning why I wanted her to stop.  She moved out from between my legs and laid beside me.  I knelt up, licked her pussy again though it was more than wet enough, then positioned myself between her legs.

Taking my weight on my arms, I put the head of my cock against her pussy lips.  I slid it up and down a few times.  “Tell me what you want.”

“I want your cock.”

“Where?”

“In my pussy.”

As soon as she said it, I slid into her, making us both gasp.  I moved forward until I’d bottomed out and started to thrust into her.  She wrapped her legs around me and crossed her arms over her belly, which pushed her tits together and up.  I pawed at them, pulling on the nipples, tweaking them until she moaned.

I knew she was sensitive after I’d made her cum, so I spread her legs and started to rub her clit.  She came almost immediately and it was so powerful that she almost lost her breath.  I kept flicking with my thumb and she grabbed my hand away.

“No, I can’t take any more.”  She was smiling but I understood.  I moved her legs up to my shoulders and started sliding deeper into her, making her gasp from the depth I was reaching.

She moved her body slightly and slid her arm under me, tickling my balls.  I moved into her harder, literally slamming against her and she started to move her pussy muscles, contracting them around my cock on every thrust.

“I’m going to cum,” I said, “I’m cumming.”

She grabbed my waist.  “Cum in me, Pete, cum in me.”

Her lips to my cock, as soon as she said it, I felt myself go over the edge.  I came hard, pumping my spunk into her, thrusting for as long as I could.  Finally, I relaxed my arms and dropped my head to her tits.  We laid until my cock was soft in her pussy.

“Bloody hell, that was fucking intense.”

“Yeah, it was,” I said and moved to lay next to her.

“I want to go again.”

I smiled.  “Give me an hour,” I said, “and I’ll do it all again.  But in bed this time…”

Cindy, one of my first models...

These were taken in 1988 and feature my then girlfriend Cindy (her name was actually Cynthia, which she hated). I was quite impressed with them at the time (I think they look a bit rough and ready now) and the last shot - a typical 80s glamour one - does date it somewhat.

But hey, I was learning and I think you'll agree, Cindy is pretty hot. I'm Facebook friends with her and I got her permission though, obviously, she wanted her eyes blanking out.

Let me know what you think and I'll pass the comments on to Cindy who is "now married, two kids, house in the suburbs - everything I didn't want when I was 19 and these pictures were being taken!"

Snowy feet

On Friday, it snowed heavily in the UK. Saturday was cold, but beautiful and I was at Christina's - she was hot and beautiful! Anyway, since she has lovely feet, I thought I might get a cool picture and this is the result. What do you think?

Christina's Afterparty blowjob

We’d been at a party and Christina looked as hot as fuck!  With her hair pulled up in a pony tail, a tight white blouse that showed off her tits supremely, a short black skirt and fishnet stockings, she was a real sight for sore eyes.  She got plenty of attention, all night and it was a treat to know that she was coming home with me.

By the time we got back, she was as randy as fuck.  I’d barely made it into the lounge when she was pulling at my shorts and shirt.  She squatted beside the coffee table, pulled my shorts down and off my legs and then pulled my boxers off too.

“I’ve been thinking about this all week,” she said, gripping my cock.

“And I’ve spent all week thinking about fucking you.  Imagine how hard it was for me to go to the party with you looking like this.”

Christina smiled and tugged back my foreskin as she began to stroke my cock.  “You’re pretty hard now,” she said, smiling and licking her lips.  As her right hand stroked me, her left played with my balls and she fondled them between her fingers.  After a few minutes, she leaned towards me but rather than go for my cock went for my balls.

She gently licked them, tugging at the skin lightly, exploring my testicles from top to bottom and from side to side. She teased them with her teeth and in between playful ball nips she nuzzled my balls with soft loving kisses.

She was still wanking me and leaned back, her lips shiny with saliva and gave her full attention to my cock.  She squeezed it in the middle and watched as a clear drop of cum slid out of the top.  Sticking out her tongue, she flicked the tip at my cockhead and licked the dribble up.  The tantalising sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through my cock and up my spine. She stuck out her tongue again and began to flick the tip of my cock quickly, almost in a frenzy.

Christina parted her ruby red lips and sucked my cock into her mouth.  Securely gripping it between her lips, she sucked the head of my cock like it was the last cock she would ever blow. The sensation was exquisite and the suction was so great, it felt as if drops of cum were being sucked right out of me.  When she released the suction and slowly worked her way up the length of my cock till all of it was in her mouth, I wanted to sit down, the pleasure was so intense.  As she swallowed as much as she could, I felt her breath on my lower belly.

She kept bobbing on my cock, but never let it go fully, her lips were always clamped to the tip.  It was too much as I soon realised I was holding back the urge to begin thrusting in and out when I heard Christina mutter something.

“Fffuk mai mowth,” she mumbled, her mouth still full.

“What?” I asked, not sure I’d heard it right.

She pulled out and glanced at me.

“Fuck my mouth.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Just not too rough.”

Christina gripped the base of my shaft and slowly swallowed it all up again. She let go of my cock and put her hands on my belly as I held the back of her head and leaned back slightly.  I pulled out slowly and then leaned forward with my pelvis, watching my cock slide into her mouth.  It was a horny sight and knowing that I had full power made it even better.  I slowly drove my cock in and out as Christina coquettishly stared up at me.

Her eyes were wide, as if she was as enraptured by the exchange of control as I was.  She watched me, her eyes twinkling, as I gasped and moved faster and faster.  Soon, I was shoving almost the entire length of my cock into her mouth and it was slick with drool.  My hips rocked back and forth quickly as I fucked her mouth.

I leaned forward, reaching for her breasts and I played with them as I fucking her mouth, her slippery warm tongue playing with the tip whenever it got a chance to.

After a while, she pulled back.

“Are you okay, was I too rough?”

“No, it was good, but it’s starting to ache a bit now.  Let me do this bit.”

Without waiting for a reply, she slipped my cock back into her mouth and ran her lips across it.  The oral stimulation was fantastic and she made a noise like a satisfied mmm, as I tweaked her nipples.  I looked down, watching her work on my cock, her cheeks drawn in from the vacuum she was producing and she took my cock in at an angle till it was visibly poking out of her cheeks.

Her pursed lips slid up and down my shaft faster and faster. Her head bobbed back and forth as she stole glances from me.  The wet noise, of my cock slipping in and out of her mouth, lubricated by saliva, was getting louder and I began to groan.  She was so good, this whole thing had been so good, I knew I couldn’t hold off for much longer.  My sounds and the squirming of my cock must have alerted Christina and she responded by keeping pace and sucking as fast as she could.

“I’m going to cum,” I gasped.

“I know,” she said.

“But…”  Christina hated to swallow, she’d already told me that.  I needn’t have worried.

As I got ever closer, she released her and her hands instantly replaced her lips.  She wanked me, fast and hard, pointing my cock towards her chest.  She slid her left arm under her tits, lifting them up and with a groan, I came.

The first jet of cum caught her chin and she gasped, leaned back a little, re-directing my cock.  She kept pumping her hand and the rest of my spunk hit her neck and chest, sliding down over her tits.  She pulled my cock until the last drop of cum was shaken out.

“Wow,” I said, “I loved that.

With her left hand, she rubbed some of my cum into her tits, then puckered her beautiful lips and gave my my drooping cock one last kiss on the head.

“Thanks for that, Pete,” she said.  “Now I’m going to have a shower and you’re going to do me.”

Jess, again

Back in August last year - in this post - I introduced you to my friend Jess. I also posted some pictures of her, which went down well (thanks for all the comments, she loved them!).

Sorting through some old files, I found three more and - with her permission - I post them here. Again, as before, if you like what you see, let me know at petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I'll be sure to pass your messages on!

Donna - studies

Another great evening at the Northampton Photography group and a welcome return to Donna, a lovely model.  We were working on close-ups this time, with light and shade and I think I got some great pictures.  Let me know what you think!

Email message!

Ha!  Look what I've just got on email (send anything to petermorgan1969@gmail.com if you're so inclined) - I can quite honestly say that, when I set this blog up, I never expected anything like this!  Cool!

Anyway, this is from Tara, who's in Detroit and she writes:

"I was bored, stuck in a hotel and watching TV, then went online and saw your site. Now I'm horny - what're you going to do about it?"

Oh, Tara, I wish there was something I could do!

A quickie in the toilet

The ex-wife & I were at a party for a friend of ours, who was opening a new craft shop.  Neither of us had particularly wanted to go but we’d agreed and wanted to support our friend so we turned up.

It was boring.  Separated into different knots of people, we kept catching each others eye, winking and smiling and blowing kisses and every now again, my ex would do the little thing with her tongue, as if she wanted desperately to give me a blowjob.

I was talking to a particularly boring idiot when she walked by, ran her hand over my shoulder and said “Follow me.”

“Excuse me,” I said to the idiot, who was still mid-flow, “but I have to go.”

My ex was a few paces in front and I watched her nice arse and her slender legs and I wanted her, right there, right then.  We walked up the stairs, me keeping my distance and she went into the toilet.  I waited for the door to close and glanced around to make sure no-one was looking.  No-one was.  I pushed the door open and there she stood, hands on hips.  She pressed her index finger to my lips.

“No noise,” she said, “we don’t want anyone to hear.”

She grabbed the neck of my shirt and dragged me to the furthest cubicle, then pushed me backwards into it, turned and locked the door. Then she turned to face me and kissed me hard, her fingers fumbling with my belt. I kissed her back, our tongues pushing against each other.  My belt came undone and she pulled my trousers and boxers down in one fluid movment, breaking the kiss and bending down.  My cock was hard, jutting out like a bayonet.  She smiled up at me and, in a crouch, leaned forward and closed her soft, supple lips around the head of my cock.  Her tongue went to work, licking and slurping and circling around the glans.  She began to move her head up and down, coating my cock with saliva and I grabbed the sides of the stall, biting my lip to stop myself from making a noise.  My cock grew harder, harder still and she pushed herself, trying to take more of it.  She reached up and, with her fingernails, stroked my shaft and massaged my balls.

I tapped her shoulder and when she looked up, I shook my head - no, too much!  She raised her eyebrows, let me cock go with a pop and stood up.

“Really?” she whispered.

“It’s fucking erotic,” I said.

She pulled her t-shirt up and I reached for her tits, pushing them together and groping her nipples through the fabric of her bra.  She had really sensitive nipples and moaned lightly.  Hooking her fingers in the waist of her short shirt, she slid it down to her knees and, leaving one hand to maul her tits, I reached down and stopped her pussy lips through the gusset of her knickers.  That made her moan too.  The fabric was damp.

She slid her knickers down her legs and I slid a finger into her pussy.  She grabbed my shoulders and, fucking her with my index finger, I rubbed her clit with my thumb.  She kissed me again, harder than before and wrapped her fingers around my cock, wanking me with quick, short strokes.

After a few moments, she began to shudder and I knew that was a sign.  I broke the kiss and attacked her neck and earlobes, tweaking her nipple whilst I did so and she came all of a sudden, moaning and groaning, her legs wobbling slightly.

When she was finished, she leaned against me and lifted her left leg to place her foot on the toilet behind me.  She grabbed my cock and guided it into her wet, juicy pussy.  We both moaned a little when I penetrated her and she rolled on the balls of her feet, getting into the right position for me to go as deep as possible.  She moved up gently, as if testing her movement and then impaled herself again.

I nodded at her, kissed her and she nodded back.  She started to bounce up and down, sliding her slick wet pussy onto my aching cock, and grabbing my arse cheeks.  I grabbed hers as well, helping with her pumping movements.  We quickly worked up a rhythm that accelerated, heated up, and all too soon for me, it felt like we were getting close to the edge.  Still holding her arse, I managed to slow her movements down and she looked at me, frowning.

“Too much,” I whispered, my breath coming in short sharp bursts.  She nodded, understanding perfectly and she manoeuvred herself up so that my cock slid out of her.  She rubbed her clit quickly, gave my cock a quick wank and then pushed me backwards so that I was sitting on the toilet lid.

She turned, put her hands on my thighs and settled herself backwards onto my cock.  She eased down, taking me all the way in and gasped when she bottomed out.  She began to bounce on my again and I leaned forward slightly, reaching around her to play with her clit.  The whole thing - the faintly naughty air of all this, the fact that we were in a toilet, the fact that there was a shop full of people below us - meant we were both close to the edge again and when she started to shudder, I took over the movement, thrusting hard into her, thumbing her clit hard at the same time.  She came just before I knew that I’d passed the point of no return and I came just after she finished, pumping hard.

We kept moving for a moment or two and then she slowly eased off me, cupping her left hand at her pussy and reaching for some toilet paper.  When she’d wiped herself, she shook my cock lightly and leaned down to kiss me.

“Now that made it all the better, didn’t it?” she said.

“Certainly did.”

We got dressed quickly and left the toilet, her going out twenty seconds before me and we re-joined the party.  Our friend looked at us oddly as we walked downstairs but, otherwise, I don’t think anybody even noticed.  It was our own dirty little secret…