My ex-wife (from the 90s)

I heard a song on the radio coming home from work tonight and it slammed me back to the mid-90s, when I was newly married and living life.  It made me a little sad for those times - even though I don't regret them or wish I was back there - and since my ex-wife is now just that (my ex), I thought it  might be an idea to post a picture of her.

After all that's happened, this is my favourite wedding picture - she had a great arse and feet and I think I captured them well here.  Needless to say, I took this on the night...

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Six Sticky Shorts

A new collection, just published on Smashwords

My name is Peter Morgan and I'm recently divorced. Until my wife left me, I hadn't been on a date in about 15 years.

Times have changed so dramatically since then, I decided to keep a record of my adventures.

This book features six of those, collected together for the first time.

There's Christina and her love of foot massages, plus a session after the gym and adventures in exhibitionism in London. There's Rachel and Melissa, well-endowed ladies who like to play and a memoir of my ex-wife, when we were on holiday.

A raunchy collection of erotic shorts, over 12,000 words for 99c.

       
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features:

Christina’s Sexy Feet

Quickie After The Gym

Beach Fun

Titfuck with Melissa

Pinching Rachel’s Nipples

Christina In London (masturbation)

My first footjob experience

Following on from my last post, I think it's fairly obvious to regular readers of this blog that I like feet - not all of them, obviously, but enough that I think it probably counts as a fetish.  To be honest, I’ve always been keen on them but once I became sexually active, I was disappointed to find that a lot of women don’t like their feet to be touched.  My ex-wife, for example, would allow me to give her a foot massage or kiss her feet or give me a footjob, but I could tell she was never really into it.

My first experience was with a girl called Diane, who I met at the UCL bar one night. We’d been seeing each for a week or so and we were young and in love.  She would gladly sit there in the SU bar, rubbing my cock like there was no tomorrow, whilst I played with her pussy and arse. Good times.

On this particular day we’d gone back to her place, a little flat across from the campus and both of us were the worse-for-wear with drink. We chatted for a while, flirting and messing about and then she asked me what my fantasy was.  She told me hers - it involved her being fucked mercilessly by a black guy but since I’m white and didn’t want to ring any mates that night, we passed on it.

I decided to be honest and confessed to her that I had a thing about feet.  Far from being turned off, she had no problem with it and we stripped off. She had great little tits (I’m more of a bigger-tit kind of bloke but, I was there, I went with it) and a flat belly and a juicy arse and lovely, lovely feet. She pushed me onto my back, nestled herself between my legs and put her feet on my chest, wiggling her toes at me. I sucked each one into my mouth in turn and, as she started to play with my balls, I reached down and slid two fingers into her moistening pussy.

She pulled her feet back and scooched down the bed a bit, her feet gripping my cock.

“Stand up,” she said, “next to the bed.”

I did, reluctantly and without warning, she began wanking me, hard and fast, her feet pressing into me, her toes waggling over the shaft. The sensation was incredible and I could barely believe it was happening - I didn’t know what to look at first or what to do.  I chose to go with the flow, watching her feet do their magic and found that if I shifted slightly, she was in the perfect position for me to play with her pussy.  So I did, my fingers sinking easily between her lips, my thumb on her clit.

I began to fuck her feet, the motion moving her body, making her tits dance. The whole thing was the best thing, sexually, that I’d ever seen in my life to that point and it still ranks up there even now.  Her feet got quicker, as did my thrusts and I flicked her clit as if my life depended on it.

She came slightly before me, her shudders making her toes wriggle against my cock.  when I came she didn’t stop wanking me with her feet and I thought, for a moment, I was going to pass out.  Instead, I steadied myself and pointed my cock at the soles of her feet, painting them with cum.

We had a good night that night.

Light and shade (and lovely feet)

The great thing about taking photographs is that sometimes you get an image (or series of them) that you weren't expecting to.

Take Amanda, for example. Very nice nude model, lovely girl, came to the Photography club for a session dealing with light and shade. I noticed she had lovely feet, with truly magnificent toes. I would have loved to have sucked them but it wasn't to be. Anyway, see what you think!

Seriously, look at these bloody amazing toes!

Paula shows off

I've known Paula for a couple of years now, we met at the Photography group but it quickly became obvious that she was more comfortable in front of the lens than behind the viewfinder.  I sometimes use her as a model and she sometimes asks me to take pics of her.

This is one such set.  I went around to her place with some friends for a pizza, wine and games evening.  We all got a little tipsy, our friends left and Paula decided she wanted to do a bit of modelling.  Before I could say anything, she was down to her skimpies and I was more than happy to get some shots in.

The reason for this post is that I had dinner with Paula last night and we happened to mention this.  I told her about the blog and she was more than happy to have her pictures up here (so expect more sets in the future!).

And without further ado, here's my friend Paula!

Pinching Rachel's Nipples

Rachel was now breathing heavily and gripping the pillow with both hands. I began to massage her thighs, before kissing from her knees up to her ever warmer groin.  After each leg was done, I planted another kiss on her pussy mound, then stuck out my tongue and dragged it up to her clit.  She squirmed with pleasure.  I slowly slid a finger between her pussy lips, easily lubricated with the juices she was creating and pushed in and up.  My whole finger was suddenly in her cunt, slipping as easily as if it had been coated with butter.

“Yes,” she said and I started to slide my finger in and out.  I carried on like this for a few minutes, alternating my finger with my tongue, licking the outer lips and then delving and probing inside.

I moved up and started working on her clit and she grabbed my hair then, pushing my face deeper into her pussy.  Her cunt was very wet by now.

I felt her hand on mine and she pulled it up to her right breast.  I smiled, knowing what she wanted and flicked her clit with my tongue as I watched her push my fingers towards her erect nipple.

“Yeah?” I said.

“Yeah,” she muttered, “hard.”

I cupped her right breast in my hand, with my thumb and forefinger teasing the nipple. She grabbed the hand and made me knead her tit harder, pinching and pulling her nipple hard. She moaned, increasing her tempo as I sucked on her clit.

"Pinch it hard," she gasped, and I did. She moaned louder and I stuck a finger back into her pussy.  I could feel the muscles in her belly and cunt tensing, shuddering. I flicked harder with my tongue, making her gasp.  I scissored my finger in and out, not once letting up with my assault on her nipple or my tonguing of her clit.  It didn’t take long until she was coming - she reached for my balls, stroked them and then she was shuddering uncontrollably, making a noise deep in her throat and her pussy muscles tightened around my finger.

When she’d settled slightly, I reached up with the finger now wet with pussy juice and pinched her other nipple hard.  Her hand strayed between her legs and found my balls again and she stroked and tugged them, cupped them.

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Details of Christina (for Valentines)

It's Valentines Day, I'm in love with a beautiful woman and she was looking particularly wonderful tonight.  So much so, I thought I'd ask her if I could take some pictures. She agreed.

I like these...

Let me know what you think at petermorgan1969@gmail.com

Clara's Sexy Knickers

Clara is an old friend of mine, a model who's not afraid to how off her body (and nor should she be, she's got a cracking figure and wonderfully photogenic skin).  She's a great girl, we've worked together a lot in the past and when she picked up a small local contract - for a knicker firm - she asked if I'd take some sample shots for her.

Would I?  Ha, never one to miss the opportunity to a) photograph a beautiful woman and b) take nudes, I leapt at the chance.  And here they are.  If anyone reading this wants to get in touch with Clara, for modelling work, drop me a line at petermorgan1969@gmail.com and I'll pass on the messages.

Enjoy!

Nikki, a sculptor

Sometimes I get asked, by friends of friends, to take pictures.  It's not a big deal, I usually get some kind of expenses and it's all training, so I often say yes.  Most are normal enough - family portraits, covering a christening, etc - but some, like this one, are lovely.

Nikki is a local sculptor and for an exhibition she's got coming up (and if you live in Leicestershire, keep your eye on the museum for April) she wanted an 'original' artists photo.  I met her at her place, we talked, she suggested nudity, I suggested trying it outside.  And this is the result (actually, witness the bathrobe at the edge of frame, this is an out-take).

Hope you like it.