A Night Of Play Part 1

She was dressed in a simple leather miniskirt, slinky black spaghetti-strap tank top, black high heels, with a single simple strap around the ankle. Sexy simplicity, the basics, black always has great sex appeal, and her summer sunset colored hair, looked great against the black. She had thin, silky lips, bright green eyes, and sweet smile that could light up the darkest tennessee valley. Legs long and tan, topped by a round ass that gave a hello to everyone when she walked down the street. She was standing in the wide open living room waiting for him.

His voice from the back of the house asked her if she was ready, she replied yes  she was, he spoke back commanding her to get down on her knees, and close her eyes. She complied, using the coffee table to rest her knees on the carpet, High heels can be very awkward at times. She put her arms behind her back and closed her eyes. Visions of him were filling her head, his smell, his skin, his touch on her, the way he tasted, all the incredible ways that he could bring her to ecstasy. Her eyes closed and thoughts of him on her mind she heard his footsteps, and then he spoke again. Alright my love, open your mouth for me. As she did, she felt his finger on her cheek, caressing her chin, running around her neck, exciting her to draw her breath deeply and moisten her pussy. His finger found her mouth and traced her lips, he told her to stick her tongue out farther, and she did, reaching for him. He traced her wet tongue with his finger delving deep in her mouth, she expelled it with a sexy resounding pop !

He removed his finger and replaced it with his cock on her tongue, taking her head in his hands he moved his cock in her mouth, telling her to close her mouth and thrust his cock into her, telling her to hold it there for him til he moved back. He could feel her throat tightening against his cock, her pulling back and he held her head there, feeling her straining, beginning to gag on his cock, the saliva circling him, her tongue flailing against his hardened muscle. Her arms caught his hips and she tried to pull back, he eased out of her slowly, letting her swallow and not drool on her outfit. He wanted her ready for tonight.

Standing over her naked. His large erect penis shining in front of her, told her that if she does all she is told tonight, she will get to enjoy more of his cock, and he will give her the hard fucking that she always desires.

As they drove into town, he had her sit in the back seat, in the middle, with her arms and legs, tied to the doors. She was spread eagled and he had adjusted her panties to expose half of her lightly furried pussy. He touched her clit for a brief moment, she gasped, she was very wet right now and despite the logistics of the getting situated in the back seat, he could tell from the smile on her face she was enjoying it very much.

He drove down the road deejaying her favorite music, and keeping the rearview mirror angled so he could look at her pussy. To think about it, enjoy the way it looks, feels, and tastes. He imagined kissing it licking it with his tongue while she writhed her legs around him.

While driving he was telling her the sexy bits of thoughts that made him want her more every day, then segueing into a list of rules. Tonight you will be at your sexiest and sluttiest. I want you to make eye contact and flirt with any sexy person you see, and the ones I will point out. There would be times when he would command certain tasks for her to do. He told her if she did not do as he wished, or questioned his actions, she would take a spanking to the ass while watching him jerk off, nor would she be allowed to cum until he directed her too. She asked him if she understood all of this and she nodded her head, smiled coyly and spoke, ‘Anything you wish baby.’

To Be Continued..

Susan Block Defends The G Spot

The sexy intellectual Dr. Susan Block obliterates one of the latest regressive studies of the lore of the G Spot. Enjoy the reading, sexy intelligent women to me are right up there with my love for G, jam bands, and chips with every meal.

From the article: “Is this science or is this nursery school for anxiety-ridden adults? It certainly is going into research with a blatantly biased, not to mention silly, ax to grind. It’s reminiscent of 1850s-era gynecologist William Acton writing, “The majority of women (happily for them) are not very much troubled with sexual feelings of any kind.”

“When are some people, especially people who call themselves “scientists,” going to accept that making great love does not always come as naturally and easily as a teenage wet dream, just as making gourmet cuisine is not as simple as stuffing a Big Mac into your mouth?”


I enjoy skirts, G has long, yummy stems. One of the reasons we play golf is the ample photo opportunities like this one.

And after looking through our photos we realized we need more skirt pics !

~Jay Morgan

Losing It

I was sixteen at the time, and it was summer, stereotypically supposed to be the best time of ones life, guess people who say that forget what its like at sixteen with all the angst, anger, confusion, the oppositional defiance. Which is like a vice slowly suffocating oneself when you grow up in a town of less than 7,000 people and everyone knows everyone else.

Anyway, I had a couple of friends that I ran around with all the time over at my house and were smoking some pot, watching MTV, and wasting time the way teen agers do.  One of my friends, who we will call C, had an older sister, she was 20 at the time if I remember right, and she was very attractive, skinny blonde, nice tits, every 16 yr old boys wet dream. I only saw her fleetingly at times, but would stay the night occasionally at my friends place, and she would be there. Myself inwardly going crazy and developing an instant erection. Having to resist the urge to grab her ass, or tell her crudely,  I want to fuck now !  As it happens she was going to the local beauty college, (remember those?) and learning how to cut hair. The beauty school was located close by my house, and one afternoon, she stopped by the house.

Her brother and our other best friend who I will call P, were there and she stopped in to say hey, and smoke some pot. I am pretty sure she had her own stash and it still to this day turns me on when a girl whips out her own stash of weed. As we puffed, we started flirting a little bit and resting our legs on one anothers. She asked if she could borrow  a t-shirt to wear instead of the hair dresser uniform. I obliged and we ended up in my bedroom together. A raging hard on in my pants, she sitting on the bed, me standing rubbing her tits, and kissing her. I didnt think my cock could get so hard. It was as if all my senses in my body were channeled to one spot, she let me lick her nipples and I felt like I was in a dream, could this really be happening.

“What are you going to do about that ?” she asked devilishly. Pointing at my cock with a cigarette between two fingers.

She teased and to this day I still dont remember getting undressed. I recall seeing her insert my penis into her, my thrusting and then a tornado of all that pent up elation going out of me. I was floating, laying there for a moment and watching her get dressed. I felt weightless, laying there and trying to comprehend in my mind what just happened.

Not what I imagined losing my virginity would be like. But on the one hand it got it out of the way, on the other, there is part of me that would like to get a chance to do it again, do it right, you know.

Certainly, and for those who might remember, lol, it wasnt quite as dramatic as this.

Later in life, a curious thing happened. It turned out a few years ago that the girl I lost my virginity too was the new hair stylist at the same salon as the one where I would go to get my haircut. She still works there to this day.

~Jay Morgan

Favorite Positions

My favorite positions with G. In no particular order, well there may be, but she probably already knows, maybe I can surprise her.

Standing up me from behind.

On the bed me from behind, her on all fours.

Her on  her side, me on top

Reverse cowgirl.

Regular cowgirl.

Scissor style me on top.

Her laying on her stomach me on top.

Anytime she is tied !

Who can resist that….?!?!

~Jay Morgan

Thats Me In All Those Pics !?

Seeing as how I am referenced fairly frequently…and am muse (in part) for this blog…I thought Id say hi!

I am a thirty-something woman…confident about who and what I am…a kinky-as-hell switch with a raging exhibitionist streak…caught in the body of a middle-aged mom and nurse.  A friend once told me I ‘oozed sex’ and ‘made people think about sex just being around me’…Im not sure about that…but I am not contradicting it either ;o)

Over the past couple of years since joining hearts with my Honey….we have embarked on a journey of self-exploration, with particular attention to our sexuality and baser desires….too some…our kink is mild….to those in our middle-American Bible-belt town…we are pervs…and I kinda like that about us!

Thus far…the pictures seen on this blog have been my own ass put out there for your titillation…I thoroughly enjoy erotic photography…it appeals to both my artistic soul and my erotic nature. I hope you enjoy them…the time consuming process that brings my photos to this blog notwithstanding, I appreciate comments, suggestions, constructive criticism/critiques (emphasis on constructive for the assholes of the world), and the occasional smack on the ass.  It typically takes me several hours of time, contortionist efforts, lighting, backdrop, and taking pictures ad nauseum and some judicious photo editing to take random pictures of my ass…to what I consider to be erotic art. I will definitely be contributing to Half-Nekkid Thursdays as much as Im able…so check back.

So Im off to research some new ideas…hope you enjoy our blog…as we are having an AMAZING time writing it…


Music To Screw To Part 1

I asked Georgia to name some of her favorite music to have sex too, she named a few, and here is a short list. More selections to come of course.

We are big fans of The Stringcheese Incident and like this tune because it gets us in that kinky mode to let everything go, good for times when the rope comes out. Watch it.

Of course, Enigma, cant forget them, a little more sober in that its good for long gazes into another’s eyes adding to the mystery this song lends itself too.

Animal Liberation Orchestras (ALO), Girl I Want To Lay You Down is amazing, the first time you play this for your partner, she will be putty in your hands. Another one for the cialis commercial lovemaking sessions, wrap your arms around each others love handles and go for a ride !

The last three are good old fashioned, let me massage you and nibble your ears, good lead in music to slowly undressing, feasting on each others skin.

Van Morrison’s Into The Mystic, as done by Warren Haynes and the Dead from the Spring 09 tour.

John Maher, he was hilarious in this skit, but this is the one that will always produce sexy results. (I should have learned to play guitar ?)

And finally, Dave Matthews Band, kind of a modern Peter Frampton, lol, Georgia loves them, and they can really jam when they want too. Here they are doing Crush.

Hope you like the tunes, and if you would like to suggest some feel free to drop a line 🙂

Jay Morgan