"Good morning, boys," said the very bright Louise Smithson when she appeared in the kitchen. She was amazingly bright as she had spent a high proportion of the night getting fucked by the house gust, nineteen-year-old Calvin Nelson. "Morning, mum," said Louise's son, Chris. "Good morning Mrs Smithson," said her hunky young and secret lover. Tony, Louise's husband, had not yet surfaced, having drunk himself into a stupor t...

Nineteen-year-old Calvin Nelson spent a restless night the first night in the home of Tony and Louise Smithson. Calvin was restless because the previous evening, he had fucked fifty-two-year-old Louise twice whilst her husband and son Chris were watching football on TV. Calvin had only met Louise a matter of a few hours before. Louise had indicated that what they had done would be a regular occurrence during the two weeks...

She loved the attention as she posed for selfies at the LGBTQ events at her local university. Two fried eggs had been the less than complimentary description when she was an awkward teen but she blossomed late and kept on blooming. Now her 32DDs were catnip for little kittens. She always ensured her top was a bit too tight and a bit too low-cut. She could see the girls drop their eyes to check her out, no doubt imagining...

"Jessica Rabbit!" "What!? Where?" Michelle utters with a playful tone and a gesture as if she was scouting for rare wild-life. "That's her name! That's who you remind me of in that dress." "Oh! Why, thank you. She's pretty foxy." "You and her both, babe!" She looks absolutely stunning in that red, silky dress. It accentuates her features in all the right places, and oh wow, does she wear it well. Walking in through the di...

Debbie Burnside, aged forty-nine, was tipsy but not drunk. It was, after all, her daughter's wedding, and Debbie was enjoying herself. Her husband Steve was drunk, but the speeches had been done, so it did not matter too much. Debbie was on the dance floor and really letting herself go as she swung her wide hips, enclosed in a clinging dress, to the music from the disco. She was not dancing with anyone in particular, just...

Chika Etomi is a married Nigerian lady aged twenty-eight, but she has a thing for white men much older than herself. Her job has her moving in circles that include mature and sophisticated white men, and on occasions, she takes a liking to one and determines to bed him. Chika is very attractive, beautiful even, and has a sexy, curvy body, and many men admire her. To have a chance with her, a man usually needs to be white,...

"What the fuck!" said the woman, turning to confront the person that had just slapped her arse. "Oh, I am so sorry, I thought that you were someone else," responded the man who had slapped her arse. "Someone that you must know quite well," said the woman, softening a bit as she looked at the handsome man. "Yes, again, I am so sorry; can I buy you a drink to apologise?" said the man. They were both in a rather crowded bar...

Eve’s aura was her most attractive attribute. Horny, sensual energy radiated from her like morning sunbeams over a stunning landscape. To say that that was pretty was to state the obvious; she was. Perhaps she was also beautiful, and she was definitely sexy. Her personality, graceful movements, and naughty visage made one instantly intuit that she was feverishly horny and that she was just one lusty touch or innuendo-lade...