Amateur Wife First Time Novels & Stories

My daughter, Leah Haynes, couldn't stand seeing others insult me and started arguing angrily, "What are you people talking about? The woman on stage is my mom, and my dad is her real husband. That guy is the homewrecker!" The others immediately burst into laughter, their tone growing more mocking. "Like father, like daughter. So young and already trying to climb the social ladder. How twisted!" "Ms. Webster showed her affection in public, so how could their happy family of three be fake?" Trenton Ritter, who had just come down from the podium, suddenly rushed over and glared viciously at Leah. "Who are you calling a homewrecker? Are you and your dad that desperate for a power grab? Have you

'' ''Who are you to him? The clicking of cameras kept increasing and Amelia bowed her head from too much lighting and maybe regret for coming here, because I could feel every muscle in her body tighten.' ''Mr Cross can you give us an answer?'' a lady with her hair in a high ponytail directed her cameras at me. The whole crowd paused, wanting to hear my response. ''She is my wife.'' My hands glided down to her hip, caressing it softly. That erupted gasps from the crowd, more cameras and more questions.

Amanda asked when she noticed the strange smile on her husband's face. Radit shook his head as he reached out to Amanda. Helping her favorite get up from the toilet and then holding her intimately. "I have a new hobby, Manda." "What?" Amanda asked innocently. Giggling, Radit replied, "Peeping at my wife in the bathroom." Guess what Amanda did? The pregnant woman just sighed and left Radit who locked the back door alone. Her husband is getting more and more absurd. *** "Oh my!" Radit patted his forehead after realizing something. Making Amanda, who was coloring the canvas paper, turn her head too.

“ Don't worry, I will go easy on you.” He led me to one of the seats, it fitted quite well. I laid on my back and stared at him. Maybe I was a little bit scared or tensed on what to expect or do. “ Nathan, this won't be like all others you have met.. I'm quite inexperienced and I don't know what to do. I don't want to bore you..” I suddenly wished I had tried this back then and got a lil bit of uhm, experience. “ Shh. You don't have to be experienced. There's always a first time for everything, my love. And just as you said, you are not like the others. You are different, you are my wife.”

She gasped as she realized the proximity of his manhood to her womanhood. She felt his knees slid under hers, lifting her knees and she felt herself opening to him. She was almost paralyzed with fear, but she knew it was time to give her virginity to her husband. Now it was time to start life .She never knew she would love Damian ."I Love you, wife," Damian whispered. Wife! He had called her wife! She was his wife. And now it was time to be his wife!

I grabbed it and guided her to our room, sometimes glancing back to my wife, to see her licking her wet fingers, sucking them without ever taking her eyes off us. I had never seen her that horny. She was usually a pretty reserved and shy woman around other people. It took her a few years just to be okay with me watching her masturbate. But now? It was like the person I once knew had been thrown off the window, and this was a new woman or a new side of my lovely wife. “Are you coming?” Chomzy asked her, “didn’t you want to watch us?” “I wouldn't miss this show for the world"My wife whispers her voice thick with desire. She pulled up her panties and walked toward us with her head down.

His dick was addictive. The wedding day came fast. I married Damian in a big beautiful ceremony. Everyone was happy. My mom cried. Sheila was my maid of honor. Richard gave a speech like the proud father he was. I smiled through everything but felt sick inside. That night in our new house, our first night as husband and wife, Damian was excited but nervous. We got into bed. I tried to get him hard and guide him inside me. He pushed in but lasted less than ten minutes. He came quickly, groaning and apologizing.

Soon the woman who could not understand her body, her body was betraying her, she did not want to show much excitement, but right now, she could not help herself giggling, chuckling, laughing and even crying in pleasures. It occurred to the man that he should not make his wife too excited considering her conditions. So he quickly ended the foreplay and entered into her. Although it was difficult finding the right position, since her big tommy was a hindrance. At the end, he was able to find a comfortable position, that gave the two of them satisfaction. This was the first time she was having proper sex, this really drover her crazy. Their bodies lay exhausted with smile plastered on their fa

she teased. Unable to hold back any longer, Bob thrust upward. He slid inside her on the first push. Her body gripped him instantly. V moaned and pressed back against him. She rose and sank slowly. Each movement took him deeper. This was her first time with another man since marriage. She was shocked by how quickly she lost control. Her husband was skilled, but all she could think about was this man inside her. She needed movement and release. She leaned back and braced herself on his chest. She began to ride him faster.

"When I lost the baby and was hospitalized myself, she never came once either." Did she need to? Julian's flat response landed like a blade straight through her. She'd had a miscarriage. Did he even understand what that meant? She thought back to the woman in the next room during her own hospital stay, the one whose husband cooked for her every day, spoon-fed her brown sugar water by hand. She remembered overhearing them talk about trying again in six months, him telling her they were still young, that the crib they'd already bought wouldn't sit empty for long.