Chubby Wife Used Novels & Stories

“Xin Er. It's a beautiful name. Rest well. My husband went out but he'll soon be back. He was the one who saw you passed out on the street.” “Ah, I…” “You should rest. He will come over once he returns from work.” “Thank you so much, Mrs Mo. I appreciate it” “No..no problem. I’ll go now.” Twenty minutes later, she was sitting on a sofa in the living room with the television turned on after being persuaded by Mrs Mo. It was at this moment, she could look around the house. It was a fairly good modern apartment compared to the dilapidated house she had lived with her mother. Moreover, it had an homely feeling. A woman scarf was hanging on the armrest. A man's shoe was lying side by side in a co

Charles whispered. Wife! He had referred to her as wife! She was his wife. And now it was time to be his wife! Relaxing her body of her own accord in an act of submission to him, she clung harder to him. "I love you, husband!"Fiona confessed for all the hardships they've endured ,she finally confessed she has a crush on Fiona.

I flinched so hard, I lost my balance and fell on my butt and trust me, the shit hurt like hell, it felt as if hot rocks had been implanted on my butt. “Sleeping on the bed obviously.” I replied, my voice louder and deeper than intended… I was in pain and I was angry as well. “I see you've grown some wings, wifey,” he had a devilish smirk on his face. Did he just call me WIFEY? I swear I asked internally but maybe I had said it out loud somehow. “Are you not my wife?” He asked, taking off his wristwatch. What the hell had come over him?

An hour before the day ends Andrew leaves and I exhale a sigh of relief. Walking around the office again, I overhear a conversation between Becca and another female accountant. “I can’t believe the CEE was here today.” The accountant, Vicky, says. “He never comes here. I have only seen him twice, and I’ve worked here for five years. Both times were walking into the building, he has never come to accounting.” “He’s so handsome,” Becca says. I smile, my husband is handsome. “You don’t want anything to do with him. Rumor mill says he is married, but he cheats on his wife constantly. She’s so humiliated, she never leaves their house.” Vicky replies.

“The woman at the front desk, you’re fucking her, right? If you really want to make this right, then why do you still have the audacity to bring her again and fuck her at the house I lived, Jack?” “That’s not true.” “I have pictures, and that woman was more than willing to share your fair share of escapades. My self-esteem’s at its lowest and I’ve been asking myself, on top of the many questions I have already, why did my husband cheat? Is it because I don’t look beautiful enough? Am I not sexy enough? Do I bore him already?” “No. That’s not true.” Jack attempted to go near Hyacinth. She raised her hand to stop him.

"What are you doing?" I replied. I paced around the room, a minute went by, and then I received a message. It was a small phone video, more arousing than any p**n. My wife was kissing Bob's massive shaft up and down, wrapping her lips around his member and stuffing as much of his meat into her mouth as she could. Her small hand was massaging his heavy balls as she blew him. The noises of her suckling sent me over the edge, and I instinctively dropped down onto the couch, exposing myself. My wife was using her mouth on our neighbors manhood.

"Aren't we a pair that would beat a full house!" "A nympho wife and a cuckold hubby," he replied with a little laugh. "It's a good pairing." "I wouldn't call you a cuckold hubby," she said. "To me, that's some wimpy guy who can't satisfy his wife and who's forced to accept that she likes fucking other men. You're certainly no wimp and you sure as hell satisfy me, and it sounds like you'd be okay with me fucking around." She looked over at the bulge in his pants, and added, "Not just okay, but the thought actually turns on. I'd call you a hot, kinky, perverted hubby, but not a cuckold-hubby. Which makes me the luckiest fucking slut wife around!"

Closing his eyes and trying to imagine his daughter's tight pussy he pushes his cockhead into his wife's lubricated ass. "Oh Daddy! It's so big." Jennifer reflexively tightens her opening around his cockhead. "Just relax baby, daddy's going to go slow." Chuck says, gripping his wife's hips and pushing his cock in a little farther. "You're so tight, baby." Jennifer reaches between her legs and starts fingering her clit as she tries to relax her asshole for her husband's cock.

Oh, now I remember, I heard when that fucking horny yoga instructor was fucking Anita in the bathroom at the gym. But to think she shares women with his wife? Strange. Yet…kinky. He goes on. “My wife loves watching me ravage pussies. Sometimes we go foursome. I take the vagina one after another. Sometimes, she holds the women while I duck them. It’s been our kink for years.” I don’t know what to say, I just stare shocked. Mr. Robinson suddenly lets out bubbles of laughter.

the boss’s wife snapped. The skinny man stroked the cheek that the boss’ wife had slapped on the cheek. The slap didn’t hurt his skin, but it did make him feel humiliated. “Honey, what did he say to you that made you change your mind? You have to fire him. It’s good that the one who harassed me is allowed to go while he has done something wrong,” the wife whined. The boss grabbed his wife’s hand and kissed her passionately, then grabbed her slender waist and gently stroked the back of the woman in her forties.