All Chapters of Steamy Chronicles collections : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Jeff and Sarah are a young reasonably fit white couple. Jeff is a studious man physically underdeveloped but tall. Sarah decides to join a gym and she gets eventually gets seduced by her stud of a black trainer.******************************The first time Sarah came home smelling like sweat and another man's cologne, Jeff barely noticed. He was buried in law textbooks, neck stiff from hunching over case files for hours. She stretched in the doorway of their tiny apartment, muscles taut under her leggings. "Gym was intense today," she said, pulling her damp tank top off with zero self-consciousness. Jeff barely glanced up, mumbling something about her dedication. It wasn't until her texts started coming later—Running late, babe. Extra reps with Marcus—that suspicion prickled. Marcus, the trainer she'd raved about, all six-foot-something of him, thick-armed and commanding. Jeff imagined him spotting her, hands lingering on her hips, guiding her thrusts. Then came the night

{Twenty Years Later}The sprawling lakeside house was packed—grandkids shrieking in the pool, their parents laughing over beers, and Sarah's silver-streaked hair fanned across Jeff's lap as Marcus and Adam worked the grill. Eli's eldest daughter...fifteen, sharp-eyed, and stubborn...folded her arms at the sight of her Korean grandfather sneaking a hand up Sarah's sundress while his wife pressed flushed cheeks into Marcus's chest. "This family is so weird," she muttered. Noah's twin boys didn't even blink when their Baptist grandmother straddled Adam's lap, her sundress rucked up to her hips as Jeff whispered something that made her gasp. "Mom says it's just Sunday service," one shrugged, tossing a football to his brother. Micah's Russian in-laws barely made it through cocktails before his father-in-law was on his knees, groaning around Marcus's cock while Adam's fingers twisted in his wife's hair. Their teenage granddaughter rolled her eyes. "Dedushka, please." Lia's Texa

{The Solution}The bottle was unassuming—sleek, white, with minimalist lettering promising silky, radiant skin. No warnings, no disclaimers. Just luxury. Lena stepped into the shower, steam curling around her as she poured the iridescent gel into her palm. The scent was intoxicating, something floral with a bitter undertone. She smoothed it over her shoulders, down her stomach, between her thighs. That's when the tingling started. Not unpleasant. Not at first. A slow, creeping heat radiated from her skin, tightening, smoothing... hardening. She gasped as her nipples stiffened beyond arousal, the flesh around them turning unnaturally glossy. Panic flared—until pleasure drowned it out. Every brush of her fingers sent shocks of need straight to her cunt, already slick, already changing. She looked down. Her pubic hair dissolved, her skin shimmering into seamless plastic. Her thighs parted on their own, knees locking into a wide, obscene spread. A moan caught in her th

I am pramod I live on 4th floor top and in opposite building there lives milf, I like to watch her, her husband usually away, once on Monday morning I took off from office, fully naked in my bed stroking with some milf porn, suddenly I looked over my window, on the roof that milf neha is standing and looking through window on my hard Cock.************************{The View} The AC hummed, barely cutting through the stifling Delhi heat as I sprawled naked on my bedsheet, hand working my cock to some grainy MILF porn. Monday morning, office skipped, nothing but my fist and the fantasy of the woman across the way—Neha, the kind of curvy, dusky temptation that made my throat dry. I glanced out the window, expecting nothing but the usual empty rooftop of her building. Her husband was almost never home, and she barely stepped outside. But today—There she was. Neha stood on the roof in a sheer pink nightie, the morning sun turning the fabric translucent. Her eyes weren't on the sky

A story of a wild, violent and furious catfight between two girls: Lucy and Jane. They're both in their mid 20s, Lucy is a average height skinny redhead with small boobs. Jane is a tall, buxom blonde with large 36 triple-D breasts. The women hated each other for a long time for multiple reasons and now they're both eager to fight each other. Their fight would be primal and sadistic, each aiming to cause maximum pain, damage and humiliation to each other. Both girls would take a special glee in attacking each other's sexual organs: the breasts, nipples, pussies and clits.*******************************The dimly lit basement reeked of sweat and anticipation. Lucy, a angular redhead, circled Jane, a voluptuous blonde. Their grudge was a living thing, breathing and venomous. It had grown with every snide remark, every stolen glance, every secret desire revealed. Tonight, it would culminate in blood. "You're a pathetic little bitch, Lucy," Jane sneered, her massive chest heaving.