His name, I knew, was William, and he wanted to fuck me. It was the first time we’d ever met, no words had been exchanged between us, but his doe-brown eyes spoke words of torrid lust in their gaze. The fact that his jaw dropped, his tongue snaked over his lips, and his head fell and rose slowly as he leered at me in horny desire, devouring my body with his hungry gaze, alerted me to his passions more than the bulge in hi...

Nude and dripping, little rivulets of water cascading over her freshly-showered body, Gwen grabbed herself a bite to eat and fired up her computer as she pondered what to do with her day. Despite her weekend of kinky, slutty debauchery, Gwendolyn was still so horny that she had to sit on a towel, her cunt oozing liquid lust. As the remnants of her shower evaporated off her flesh, her nipples poked out, tingling as the coo...

Jack awoke early, as he always did. His beautiful wife, Aimee, still slumbered. He thought about waking her, his morning wood, that throbbing, incessant erection, reason enough, but, as always, he just stared at her. Aimee was one of the sexiest women he had ever met, and he always felt a sense of accomplished pride when he took her out in public. All the other men would gawk at her, especially her high, firm, abundant ti...

Aimee’s skimpy top did little to conceal the plump roundness of her braless breasts from prying eyes. Her scoop-neck T-shirt, originally a soft, thin, stretchy material that was so sheer her bra could easily be seen showing through it, was quite comfortable. It was so comfortable that she wore it, constantly, despite it being a summer garment. She slept in it at least once per week, wore it around the house, and it was he...

Her face and red hair plastered with cum, the torn remnants of her slutty dress in a crumpled heap on the floorboards of the limo, Gwen’s libido exploded in fury, consuming her psyche, commanding her body, and forcing all thoughts, except sexual ones, from her mind. The broad, leather collar around her neck made her feel possessed, a constant reminder that she had voluntarily submitted her will, relinquishing it to anothe...

She looked so sexy, her skirt flipped over her bare ass, being savagely taken from behind. My legs spread, my fingers invading my hot wetness as I watched him slam into her, pounding her relentlessly. My mouth watered, needing to feel that hardness sliding against my tongue. “Fuck me while they watch,” the blonde screamed. Her gaze locked on mine, eye contact making the sensations dirtier and naughtier. “I’m going to cum....

True, absolute, all-consuming seduction is, perhaps, one of the most magical and marvelous things in the universe. What most people assume to be seduction is merely a form of sexual persuasion. If Cyrano persuades Roxanne into disrobing for a tryst, he has seduced her, at least, according to common belief. Only when confronted by a true, magical master of seduction, does one begin to fathom the stark contrast between sexu...

Gwendolyn was almost always horny; she even masturbated in her sleep. Long before she crawled out of bed, nude, with her thighs covered in cum, sex juice, and nectar from the previous night’s orgiastic tryst, her entire essence was overwhelmed with arousal. Gwen fingered herself to two orgasms before she’d turned back the bedsheets. The warm, cascading droplets of her shower reignited her passion, the massaging shower hea...

A song is simply a spell put to music. Music, itself, is a powerful, wordless incantation, a synergy of the heart, soul, and mind weaving itself around the lyrics, both of them empowering the other. It tugs at your essence, evoking powerful emotions and states of mind. There is an undeniable, seductive magic to a song. This is why musicians tend to be passionate, memorable lovers. Their seductive magic permeates all they...

His hands cast a spell over her wanton, heaving flesh, his tongue a sensual twister on her forbidden zones. She squeezed her breasts, tugging on nipples, as he enslaved her with licks, touches, and steaming glances of aroused yearning. Ambushed by pleasure as he suckled her sensitive nub, her orgasmic screams, erotic banshee wails, pierced the silence. She grabbed him roughly, in urgent need, impaling herself on his hardn...

Although she fingered her aching, needy pussy in the limo, Gwen’s sexual fervor would not be sated; it only increased. Her front door hadn’t fully closed before the horny redhead had her hand down her tights to play in her hot wetness. The insatiable, young woman threw herself onto the couch, kicking her sexy, pirate boots off, her drenched tights immediately following. Two fingers thrust themselves inside her gaping, hor...

She was horny, as well as slutty, wild, and crazy; that much was evident at first glance. Only two types of women dressed or acted like that in public: wild sluts without dignity and the unattainable. She was braless, her shirt seeming to be intentionally chosen to advertise the lack of brassiere. Nobody randomly picks a threadbare, distressed, tight T-shirt, so thin that you can count the freckles on her torso from sever...

Gwendolyn had a whorish reputation, despite her denials contrary to popular opinion. Pointing the finger externally, she blamed the peerage of her youth, branding her promiscuous, wild, dirty, and perverted, for her plight. She lamented their judgment. Never mind that she loved to fuck; both myriad men and a plethora of women have succumbed to her constantly-horny, feminine wiles. Her hot, dripping cunt was always hungry,...

Sin Twins: Tina’s vibrator was still merrily buzzing away, buried deeply inside her snatch. The twins had shared the same bedroom until they moved into the townhouse, so they were used to the other’s open pursuit of wanton pleasure. “Oh, fucking fuck Greg,” she bellowed and moaned simultaneously, trying not to laugh. “What exactly happened, again?” Tara laughed, speaking through giggles. “Everything was going great, and a...

Tina’s libido skyrocketed when her sister told her all about Gregory and their public, exhibitionist escapades. The horny blond’s pussy flowed like a waterfall, her skin overheating at the thoughts of the carnal delights that awaited her. Identical twins also meant identical tastes, so she was more than eager to meet this reputedly handsome, hung, dominant but not domineering stud. She played coy with Tara, not convincing...