My ex - again.

I was sorting through some old mobile photographs last night and came across this one.  I think it's a lovely picture (though terribly blurred - which I find does add something, I have to say), it captures my ex-wife smiling, on the verge of us making love and shows off her cracking cleavage.

I think this is one of the last 'raunchy' pics I took of her.

Cum in her mouth

Now this is good. I didn't shoot it, unfortunately, but I wish I had!

Readers (sexy) wife, Ashley

Ashley is 50 this year and hired me to take some pictures of her, as she thinks she's in the best shape she's been for ages and her husband Dan agrees.  He used to work with my ex-wife and so it was a comfortable working environment, thankfully.

I went to theirs, took the pics and discovered that she a) knew about my foot fetish and b) had one of her own. She knew all about my blog (I don't remember telling Dan, but I suppose I must have done!) and has agreed that I can publish the fetish ones here, for your viewing pleasure.

So, without further ado, here's Ashley and her wonderful feet (and a quick glimpse of pussy!)

Christina's lovely feet

We had a pizza and DVD this evening and, as I came back in from the kitchen, Christina had her feet up on the sofa.  She has such incredibly beautiful feet that I couldn’t resist taking a pic of a sight so gorgeous.

After I put my camera away, I noticed that she was looking at me with a coy expression.

“Pete,” she said innocently, “would you mind massaging my feet?  It’s just, you know, they’re feeling a little sore after this long day.”

I smiled - I didn’t need to  be asked twice.

I knelt down in front of the sofa and lifted both of her feet up in front of my face.  They were incredibly soft.  Christina put her hands under her knees, holding her legs up and I kissed the ball of each foot in turn, as I slowly and gently started to massage the soles.  Starting at her heels, I worked her arches for a while before settling in on the balls of her feet and her sexy little toes taking each digit between my fingers, massaging them thoroughly.

“That feels so good,” she said, her eyes closing.  “Lick them.”

I pressed her feet together, raised them to my mouth and slowly ran my tongue over the tips of her toes.

"Mmmmm, that feels good," she whispered softly.

Separating them, I held her right foot in my hand, first sucking on her big toe and working my way over to her smallest. Coming back the other way, I concentrated my licking to her underside of each sexy digit. She let out a gasp as I gently raked my teeth the length of her second toe.

"God this is turning me on," she panted.

Shirley

Sometimes at the Photography club, we have a model turn up and she's so perfect at what she does, so professional and switched on, that it's hard to believe she isn't in newsstand magazines.

Shirley is one such lady.  A good looking woman, very comfortable with herself, nudity and other people and she knows exactly how to move to make her curves come alive.

Tonight was her first evening with us but I'm sure it won't be her last.  I was so taken with her that I've asked to publish these pictures here on the blog.  Since the blog also contains sexual stuff, I've agreed to hide her identity but if you're a photographer and would like to work with her, get in touch with me via petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I'll be sure to pass the message along.

Enjoy!

Photo-shoot with Carol

After a visit to the Photography Club, I struck up a bit of a rapport with Carol and when she asked me to take some pictures for her portfolio (she's planning to become a burlesque dancer) I readily agreed.

Great young lady, who knows what she wants and is very comfortable in her body, this was a wonderful shoot and I hope she achieves her dream.

Titfuck with Fuck Buddy Rachel

You must remember my fuck buddy Rachel (here’s the original post - it’s a little footjob memoir and here's another one, where I get to pinch her nipples) - well, she has a real thing for her tits and so whilst she  indulged my passion for feet and I'm something a breast man myself so I had no problem with helping her out.

We’d gone back down to visit with friends in Bristol, decided to share a room and it was warm.  I quite like the warm weather because a) it’s better than being cold and b) women wear less.

Anyway, Rachel.  She’s medium height, brunette and with a great figure.  Her tits aren’t that big but they look good on her and she loves wearing push-up bras which give her plenty of cleavage.  There was definitely more than a handful, and when she squeezed them together, she had the most fuckable tits I've seen outside of a magazine.

That night, we had a shower together - something I love doing.  It was one of those that’s in the bath and she stood with her back to me and I watched the water run off her shoulders and down to her arse.  She washed her hair and, with her arms up, I could see the undersides of her breasts and that was a sight for sore eyes.  I soaped my hands up, massaged her back and then slid them round to cup her breasts.  She liked it, pushing back again me - my cock nuzzled into the crack of her arse - and I kissed her neck.  She turned, kissed me and that was us started.

She flicked her tongue against my lips and then slid down my body, her breasts slippery from the soap and the water but her nipples were rock hard against my skin. She wrapped her arms around me, fingernails digging into my back and arse cheeks, a move that squeezed her breasts together with my cock slid between them.  Her tits were so soft, a man with less control (yeah, like it didn’t cross my mind to fuck her there and then) might have come.

At first she moved up and down, massaging my cock and it felt really good.  I reached down, cupping her tits again and pushing them tighter around my cock.  She made a sound deep in her throat as I started to thrust my hips, to really fuck her tits.  She looked up at me, smiled and then tilted her head down as she got to her knees.  I squatted slightly, to keep us at the right height and she flicked her tongue at my cock-head when it appeared between her gorgeous mounds.  I pressed my hand against the wall - that was a great feeling and I suddenly needed to keep my balance.  She countered by holding her other tit, pressing that against my cock whilst I did the same on the other side.  That was fucking horny too!

I looked down and she was playing with her pussy, her fingers a blur.  This had happened before, we had an almost quickie so that when we got to the proper fucking, we could both take our time.  Watching her strum her clit and the sensation of her tits and tongue on my cock, I knew it wouldn’t be long.

She leaned down further, sucking the head of my cock in with every upthrust, her fingers trilling over her clit.  I could feel her shuddering and hear her moans as her orgasm took her took.  I pressed harder against her tit, increasing the pressure, getting ever closer with every thrust.  My pre-cum was smearing across the divide of her cleavage and I moved faster, that intense feeling building in my balls.

“Yes,” she yelped out as she came and then I was coming too, spurting between her tits and hitting her on the chin.  She grabbed my cock and wanked me quickly, the sensation nearly knocking me off my feet.  She wanked me with one hand and cupped her other arm under her tits, pressing them together as a target for my spunk.  When I was finished, she had come on her chin, lips, neck and tits and it was slowly gathering in the valley of her cleavage. It was a magnificently obscene image and I wished she could have kept it for longer, but instead we showered again and then went to bed and fucked our brains out.