Sophie again (see, I told you!)

A couple of weeks ago I posted a blog about Sophie, a model who came along to the Photography Group.  One shot in particular (and since I like it so much, here it is again):

made me think that she might be a bit more open to experimentation.  We talked afterwards and, without either one of us expressly guiding the conversation, it transpired that she'd like to take some more edgier stuff.  I explained to her about the blog (which is why I got away with that original set) and she went off, had a look, liked what she saw and trusted me and so we set up another shoot.

I like this one - it's fun and it's sexy and it's real.  As always, any comments to petermorgan1969@gmail.com will be passed over to the lovely lady.

I love this picture!

Nessa's back!

Excellent!  If you remember, Nessa sent me some pictures through a couple of weeks back (here's the original post) and promised to send more if I a) published them and b) liked what I saw.  Well I did like what I saw and so did some of the blog readers, who emailed me.

So, true to her word, Nessa has sent through some more pics.  However, in other news,  she was spotted on the blog by a fellow student and he asked her out and now she's not single any more.  Good for her, though I imagine this might be the last time we see her on the blog.

Thanks again, Nessa and I hope you and Sam have a lovely time together!

I'm in print!

And I'm pretty fucking jazzed about it too, I can tell you!

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 am so thrilled, I can't tell you!

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

Sophie

This is Sophie, who was tonight's model at the Photography Group.  A very pretty girl, she came with some ideas and was very open to ours too, which is always a killer combination.

She has a great body, does yoga and likes a saucy laugh.  In fact, we got talking afterwards and there might be another shoot coming up in the near future!  If it turns out well, you'll be the first to see!

Enjoy Sophie!

Nessa - a reader

I got this email yesterday:

Hi Pete

I've been following your blog for a while now and I have to say that it gets me really horny - sometimes I'll be sitting watching TV, the laptop on and I'll read one of your tales or I'll look at the pictures and have to sort myself out.  That's cool!

I'm single at the moment but enjoying life - I'm a student in Edinburgh and the night-life is excellent.  I'd love to be a model, though I don't know I'm the right shape, so I thought I'd try you first.

If you like these and want to publish them, be my guest.  If you do, I'll send some more over - how's that for a deal?

Loving the blog, keep it hard!

Love
Nessa

I opened the pictures, not quite sure of what to expect, but I was knocked out.  I think Nessa looks fucking brilliant and I'm sure you will too!  If you like what you see, drop me a line at petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I'll pass it on.  And now that I've published these, let's hope she sends the next set over pretty damned quick!

Thanks Nessa, you've got a great body!

Rachel's anal beads

Rachel & I had a date and I was really looking forward to it.  It’d been a while since we’d seen one another and since most of our meetings got hot and heavy, I had high hopes for this one too.

Then a spreadsheet disappeared as I was working on it - stupid fucking server - and since I needed to get it done, I had to stay and re-do it.  I rang Rachel, who sounded really disappointed, said goodbye to colleagues as they left for the evening and resigned myself to a takeaway and a wank.

At a little after seven, I went into the copy room to get something and when I got back to my office, I noticed the door was open.  Assuming it was the cleaner, I didn’t think much of it until I realised I could smell Rachel’s perfume.  Smiling, I pushed open the door and there she was.

She was leaning over as if to pick something up off the floor, her legs spread slightly and instead of bending her knees, she’d bent at the waist. She was wearing an pale blouse, a short skirt and black heels. I took in her shapely legs, stared at her firm thighs and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, she bent further and her skirt rode up over her arse revealing her glistening pussy lips.  She was going commando!

Rachel pulled her skirt up to her waist and it took me a moment to work out what I was looking at – there seemed to be something white sticking out of her arse. Then I clicked and my cock started to grow and I looked at the string of the anal beads and smiled. She turned slightly, smiling.

"Hello office boy, I need you to fix my toner. It’s stuck and I need you to give it a pull.”

I laughed, walked over and slapped her right buttock.

“Hey Pete, what do you think, do you like this? I wanted to try something new.”

I flicked the string that hung out of her shiny arsehole - she’d used plenty of lube.  “I like it, how many do you have in?”

She laughed.  “That’s for me to know and you to find out.  So come on, pull them out.”

I took hold of the string and slowly began to pull. She moved her body, towards me and back, as if tantalising herself as the chain in her arse moved. I put a two fingers on either side of her arsehole - making her gasp - and pulled a bit more, harder now, until one of the bright green beads popped out.  Size-wise it was somewhere between a marble and a ping-pong ball and she groaned as it slid out.

”Oh fuck,” she gasped, “keep going, that feels so good.”

I kept pulling until the second popped out of her arse, then a third, fourth and fifth. That was the last and I held the string up, looking at the beads and then at Rachel’s arsehole as it moved back into shape. I licked my finger and slid it in, making her gasp. She reached back and grabbed my cock through my trousers.

“You pulled them out and that’s left a space I need you to fill, office boy.”

“I’m there,” I said and quickly slid my trousers down.

She turned and we kissed as I kicked my trousers off and she pulled my boxers down. She moved back, licking her lips and took my cock in both her hands. It grew a little more and I moved, wanking myself with her hands, which made her laugh.

“Look what I found – he looks all swollen. Perhaps I can soothe him."

Rachel knelt and slid her mouth over my cock. It took my breath away, as it always does, to feel her wet, warm mouth and tongue working their magic on me. I slid my hands into her thick hair, pulling her towards me.

She let go of my cock and blew lightly on the head, then licked her way down to gently suck on my balls. She kept going until I was moaning with pleasure, then she leaned back and nodded approvingly.

"I think you're ready for someplace a little tighter."

She stood and sat on the edge of my desk, hiking her skirt up over her hips. Spreading her legs, she laid back and spread her legs wide.

"Come fuck me,” she said, softly. I tried to take everything in and she pulled up her blouse, showing off her bra. I hooked my hand into the left cup and popped her tit out. “Kinky,” she said, then I ran my hands down her belly and slid my fingers into her juiced up pussy.  Some of the lube she must have used for the beads had clearly slid down - as ever, she’d been a messy girl. She was ready. I took hold of her hips, positioned myself between her legs and, ever so slowly, pushed in.

Rachel groaned softly as I slid back out until I was almost clear, before ramming back into her deeply. She grunted and I started fucking her, playing with her tit, kissing her, nibbling her neck and ear lobes. I hiked her legs up, opening her pussy further and reached down, to slide my finger over her pulsing arsehole. She grunted as I slid my finger in, making her writhe. I pushed another finger in, gently and she grabbed me tightly, biting into my shoulder.

“Fuck!” she yelled.

I finger-fucked her arse as I continued to pound her pussy.  This was too much – too fucking good – and I thought my balls were going to explode when I felt Rachel’s muscles clench around my cock. I fucked her harder, faster, my fingers still in her arse.  Quickly, she groaned and dug her fingernails into my shoulder as she came.

She arched her back and I kept pumping until it was too much and I came in her cunt, leaning forward and resting my head on her tit. I stayed like that for a while as she stroked my hair, then I slowly slid my fingers out of her arse and pulled my cock out of her pussy.

“So,” she said brightly, “have you finished all your work?”

Louisa the exhibitionist

Louisa got in touch with the Photography Group, saying that she'd like some private photo's taken that were - in her words - 'perhaps a little risque'.  Nick passed her my details - he knows me too well - and this blog address and she emailed me earlier in the week.

We met up for coffee, had a chat and realised we got on well, she was new to the game but it was something she'd always wanted to do and I agreed to the shoot.

We did it in town this afternoon, so we could get the sense of being in the city but not have to deal with loads of people around us.  Louisa got into it really quickly, she's a great looking girl and I had a brilliant time.

She was very keen for me to post the set here and is really looking forwards to any feedback.  If you have any, send it to me at petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I'll pass it straight on!

Enjoy the set!

A wanking woman

I seem to have a real thing for seeing women wank, all of a sudden.  I don't know where it's come from and I'm certainly not complaining.

I wonder if I could get Rachel to let me film her jilling off?  I'll bet she would.  In fact, if you want to see that, get in touch at petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I can use that to back up my argument!

In the meantime, here's something I found earlier...

A summery shoot

Pity no-one told the weather.  Actually that's not true, it was nice andwarm enough but there wasn't much sun though - as it turns out - I think that might have benefited this set.

This is Charlotte who I met, of course, through the Photography Group.  A busty lady, who is not afraid to display a bit of flesh, we'd talked about doing a set for some time then I met her in town wearing this dress and that was it.

This was taken on a quiet country road just outside Leicester, we shot for an hour and were completely alone.  The shots in the car, of the feet especially, were her gift to me!

Thanks again, Charlotte, a great set!