To Jonathan Whyte, Priya Khan was the essence of beauty. Standing at an even five feet and always well put together. She had lush jet-black hair, charcoal eyes, silky brown skin, and pouting lips. Her curvy body caught many looks of lust from would-be suitors. Priya was aware that Jonathan pined for her, but she wasn’t the least bit attracted to him, at least not initially. At a few inches under six feet, Jonathan had a s...

Volanette’s apartment overlooked one of the island’s busiest beaches, which was lined with bars and restaurants. It occupied the top floor of a building in a compound of small apartment buildings which she owned and it had a big balcony in front which caught the breeze. I was a few minutes early and she was busy in her study, so she asked me to wait in the front room. In a shallow bowl on the coffee table, I saw a number...

She was standing at the breakfast bar of this tiny house I was about to start renting on a small Caribbean island. She was tall, dark-skinned and I couldn't take my eyes off her arse, which sat proudly beneath a thin khaki skirt. I liked the way she dressed. Volanette was her name and she was to be my landlady. She was a local woman, and the local women in general were a very good-looking lot. Few of them had her classy l...

To say the following weeks were a change would be an understatement. The relationship between Liz and Jeron went into hyperspeed. She spent every night with him. Sometimes in our bed with me in the guest room. Sometimes at his place, leaving me to play Mr Mom to our daughter, who at this point was used to seeing Mommy’s friend around. Everything in Liz’s life took a back seat to the needs of Jeron’s cock, and by associati...

By the time I noticed Jeron’s car pull into the driveway, my wife Liz had changed into an oversized crop top shirt and cute boy shorts. Judging by the way her breasts moved and the lack of lines in the shorts, she didn’t bother to include underwear. Jeron rang the doorbell and like a defeated man I lumbered to receive him, dragging my walking boot behind me. “Hey Mark, how’s the leg?” Jeron said as he breezed by me. “Dadd...

It was finally 4 P.M. I thought the open house would never end. Crying kids, complaining old people and snotty young couples seemed to always find my open houses. I would make a quick trip to the ladies' room and then I’ll lock the door and take down the sign. As I walked back into the foyer from the ladies' room, I noticed the door was opening. I was too damn late I thought to myself. Another pain in the ass is coming to...

My name is Mark I’m in my mid-forties. Your typical married with kids in suburban life. Up until a year ago, my marriage was one of routine rather than love. My wife Liz never shed the baby weight from our daughter and had been suffering from depression. That is, until about a year ago when she got motivated to lose it all. Diet, exercise…suddenly my bride, who is still in her early thirties, became a Milf that was gettin...

This was Sandi's second gang bang, and she couldn't wait. She had only been with two other men before this one, both of them good-looking young black guys that she met on a dating website. Her first time was in college, but it wasn't anything exciting. Her boyfriend played basketball, and the entire team of ten men was about to arrive at her house. So she got cleaned up and waited for them to come inside. They came in wea...

"What the fuck is this, Gina?" I sat bolt upright in our bed and saw my husband looking at myself and my lover, naked in each other's arms. I looked back at him as Tristan got up and left in a hurry. "Was he better than me?" What could I say as Martin's eyes burned right through me? How could I explain that the thrill of the affair, the excitement of possibly getting caught red-handed, and the red-hot sex were my main sou...