Firstly, is nymphomania, now known as hypersexual disorder, hereditary? Or simply caused by environmental factors. Some suggest that genes that regulate oxytocin, the 'love hormone,' may be linked to those above 'hypersexual disorder.'
At the tender age of nineteen, Penelope Ward had been named 'debutante of the year of 1992' and had instantly become the most sought-after teenager amongst those in aristocracy. Sir Hugh Williamson's twenty years of seniority over her did nothing to deter her from marrying His Lordship a year later.
Like her mother, Penelope had inherited her good looks, fair hair, and curvaceous figure that turned men's heads in her direction everywhere she went. Like her father, Penelope had spirit, intelligence, and determination. Like both of them, the proud parents of no less than seven children, Penny developed a passion for sex. As her husband grew older and became less and less capable of lovemaking, Her Ladyship sought the attention of others.
And when His Lordship passed in 2020 due to complications of Covid-19, Penny found herself with the means and the money to live out all of her sexual fantasies. After years of making her husband and the local society happy, she sought attention for herself and herself alone. Now aged fifty-four, she had become an insatiable MILF of the mansion. A veritable fuck machine, half sophistication, half slut, but all woman. She practiced her open life fiercely and did not look back. 'Dare to be deviant!' was her motto, and she lived up to it.
Her Ladyship had set out on a solo trip around the world as her Manor was closed down for some repair and renovation. After spending time close to home in Northern Europe, the foxy lady had decided to take a trip to Lanzarote. The wealthy aristocrat had always dreamed of visiting the most eastern of the Canaries but couldn't find the time until now.
The island is only 12 by 17 miles in total area and is just 62 miles from the coast of Africa. The warm Sahara wind, or Sirocco, makes for a comfortable environment for the volcanic moonscape, which has curious black deposits covering the many beaches. The sun is a great fireball in the clear blue sky up above and is a welcome contrast to the grey heavens of England. The Lady was booked into the five-star hotel Arrecile in the tiny island capital, which sits close to the golden beach of Puerto del Carmen. She took time to unwind from the flight and then dined in the hotel restaurant.
After a wonderful meal she went to the bar, and, being the MILF she was, eyed up the cute barman she felt was drop-dead gorgeous. He looked about twenty-five, tanned and muscular, with a broad smile. Lady Penelope had never needed too many drinks to get tipsy, and she flirted like mad with Carlo. The insatiable vixen immediately had that unmistakable tingling in her muff as she imagined what it might be like to have him piston in and out of her at a rate of knots.
"I must say, I am quite getting accustomed to living like this, my dear man. The island is amazing, and the food is delicious."
As the evening came to a close and the bar staff began to shut down, Penny caught the eye of her prey and ordered more drinks.
"Perdon, Senora. We close."
Her Ladyship pouted but winked at the young fellow and leaned over to whisper.
"Would you be a dear and bring a glass to my room?"
She scrawled her room number on a drinks coaster and excused herself as the bar closed. Fifteen minutes later, the tanned Spanish-speaking hunk entered the room, and straight away, the buxom beauty threw her arms around him, and they kissed passionately. Carlo melted into her voluptuous frame and pulled her closer. Without waiting on ceremony, he found the zip of her summer dress and tugged hard on it. As the dress dropped, her alabaster skin was bared.
There's something incredibly sexy about a man unzipping a dress, and Penny always loved that first step. He placed a hand on her right hip and ran a solitary finger back along her spine, sending shivers down her entire body. A moan escaped her lips as she let her dress slide off her shoulders. It floated down and pooled around her heels. Carlo kissed her throat and the tops of her shoulders as he squeezed her meaty rump in both hands.
She looked into his dreamy eyes and pressed her hand against his groin. His cock was already in a state of full erection and she quickly undid his fly to unleash the beast within his pants. The exotic guy was achingly beautiful as he shed his shirt to show her his toned and tanned body. The briefs that she delved inside clung to the curve of his tight, muscular buns.
"Yum, yum!" she purred as she stroked his almighty rod in her damp palm.
Carlo unhooked her bra and pawed her hefty breasts as they smooched again. Her passion mounted as his hot mouth moved to her boobs and moistened her globes with a mixture of his saliva and her own. She could never have too much attention paid to her mammoth rack. Carlo was the strong and silent type who conveyed all his intentions with action rather than words.
The older woman sighed as he switched to her loins and slid his fingers inside her panties. His fingers worked in and out of her soaked pussy and he rubbed her swollen clit. Penny pushed her pelvis against his hand and her big tits brushed against his chest as she flooded enough pussy liquid to refresh a dozen lovers.
"To the bed, lover."
"Si," he said as he eyed her up.
Lady Penelope had a body that had aged well. Her waist and belly were quite trim, not as thin as she had been twenty years ago, but better as the weight she'd gained had filled her body. Her backside was well rounded and plump, but her best assets were her breasts, which were a cup size bigger and hung over her rib cage. As she lay back, she watched the youthful stud remove his clothes. She wondered how many times he'd 'entertained' the guests as he got straight down to it and dove between her splayed legs.
Studying him close up and in a state of nature, Penny congratulated herself upon her choice of the first hump of the trip. She had a weakness for a tanned lothario, and his body was done to a nice turn. She spread her legs and placed her heels on his back as he ducked between them and spat on her mound. His flicking tongue worked her clit over and he thrust two fingers easily in and out of her neatly trimmed pussy. The grateful MILF held his head firmly to her pussy as he lapped and dribbled delightfully. Her nostrils flared, and her breath came in short gasps as he quickly whipped her into a frenzy. And as per usual, the cock hungry nymphomaniac was overcome with an intoxicating lust that she could never control. She would wait no longer.
"Fuck me, babes."
"Si, Sinora."
Carlo wiped his mouth and drew her effortlessly toward him. He put one hand on her warm belly and rolled on top of her. Neither wanted to prolong the matter, and Carlo slipped straight inside her. The fullness of her cunt was wonderful as he moved in and out at his leisure. Then she yelped as he lifted her legs and thrust into her with forceful lunges.
"Good gracious!"
His hugeness stretched her pussy as he drove into the hilt, and he got into his rhythm in a trice and as he began to pound away, her huge tits bounced wildly with each of his urgent strokes. He drove into her again and again, and her hands moved up his flanks as she was smashed into the mattress.
"Fuck me hard and deep!"
Carlo pulled her hips upward, meeting her with frantic humps of his own. The heat of their bodies grew as he held her in his muscular arms, and the forty-five-year-old was consumed, lost in a maelstrom of pure lust and passion. Her desire to fuck men as much as possible spurred her on and Penny was in her element as his bulk ground into her buxom form. He pulled out of her, and she looked down her front and watched his glistening tool rest on her mons.
