Billy Flynn and the rest of the G-String Gang walked off stage to raucous and thunderous applause. “Wow, what a crowd,” Billy laughed. “You’d take your life in your hands getting too close to some of them. Did you see that hen party?” His friend Damian agreed. “I thought Jamie was a goner when your one reached for him.” The four men sat naked in their dressing room, wiping away the sweat that glistened on their bodies. “T...

Jane was back in the police station, drawing attention, and not just because she was a stunning, leggy blonde whose outfit showcased her figure. She approached the desk sergeant, who looked like Norm from Cheers, except in uniform, and asked to see the blotter. Norm handed over a large black three-ring binder and resumed eating from a king-sized Almond Joy. The first page always listed actual arrests made for that month,...

“Springfield Sentinel,” Holly, the receptionist, said professionally into her headset. “Holly, may I speak to Jane,” Allen said, rather agitatedly. Jane was a twenty-four-year-old, recent journalism school graduate working the cops beat at the Sentinel, her hometown paper. More importantly, she had been Allen's babysitter back when she was in high school. Allen desperately needed her to not write anything about the incide...

The driver’s pants were unzipped, stiff cock protruding. I rolled my eyes and opened my notebook, contemplating what charges to bring. “What’s going on here?” I asked. “I’m having sex with my sweet pumpkin,” he said, grinning. I glanced at the passenger seat to see a smiling jack-o’-lantern. “A literal pumpkin? How does that work?” He rotated the pumpkin. My jaw dropped. I felt a bit dizzy. A real, fleshy vulva glistened...

"I will be out all night tonight, mum," eighteen-year-old Trent Potts said to his mother and now lover, Sharon. "Oh? With Helen?" replied forty-three-year-old Sharon, who knew her son also had sex with fifty-year-old policewoman Helen Ladbrooke, as did Sharon herself. "No, not Helen, maybe you can spend the night with her," said Trent. "Yeah, maybe I can; you will be with the mysterious woman that texted you yesterday, th...

Sharon Potts, aged forty-three, was not surprised when her landline phone rang and it said that the caller was Helen L. The caller was fifty-year-old police sergeant Helen Ladbrooke, and she and Sharon sometimes had lesbian sex together. Helen had, in recent times, been getting fucked by Sharon's eighteen-year-old son Trent, and even more recently, Sharon and Trent had become lovers. As well as the sex, contact between th...

Forty-three-year-old divorcee Sharon Potts and her eighteen-year-old son Trent were now lovers. Although they had each fancied the other for some time, and had in recent times masturbated thinking of the other, it was only Trent's recently started fucking of fifty-year-old police sergeant Helen Ladbrooke that had led to Sharon and Trent sharing a bed. Sharon and Helen had been lesbian lovers for a while, unbeknown to Tren...

"I think that we have a lot to discuss, don't you?" said Sharon to Trent when he went indoors. "Yes I do, mum," replied Trent, looking at the cleavage on display with Sharon having the top buttons of her blouse undone. ------------------ Eighteen-year-old Trent Potts had returned home after fucking his fifty-year-old lover, Helen Ladbrooke, a police sergeant. He had fucked Helen a few times over the last few days, but the...

Eighteen-year-old Trent Potts was going to have a night at home. He had been up very early that morning to do his shift at the fast food outlet at which he worked, and he had not gone to his bed very early the previous night as he had spent the evening fucking fifty-year-old policewoman, Helen Ladbrooke. He was also going to be spending the whole of the following night at Helen's house, during which he would be caning Hel...

Helen Ladbrooke was a uniform sergeant in the local police, she was aged fifty and although she had never married, she was very highly sexed. Over the years, Helen has had numerous lovers, both male and female and covering a big age span. Her most recent lover was Trent Potts, the eighteen-year-old son of Helen's friend and sometimes lesbian lover, Sharon. What was a sensational night of sex with Trent came about because...

Helen Ladbrooke was a fifty-year-old uniformed police sergeant and at the moment, although she was on duty, she was driving to the house of a friend of hers. Helen had never married, but she had had several lovers of both sexes and various ages, and the house that she was going to was that of one of her lovers, forty-three-year-old Sharon Potts although it was not really Sharon that she was going to see. Sharon, who was d...

If the Goddess hadn’t intended me to constantly fuck, she wouldn’t have endowed me with a body built for glorious sin, instilling constant, dripping arousal into that mortal coil. If the designers of the Porsche hadn’t intended us to drive fast, the speedometer wouldn’t go up to 180 miles per hour. It was the perfect day for speeding down the highway. The sun was shining, but not so brightly that it blinded; recent, gentl...