Erotic Loving Wife Stories Novels & Stories

She remembers little stuff on what her husband likes just to avoid any conflict. Some ended their marriage because of too much love. Their partners loved another woman and that made her cousins crazy knowing their husbands infidelity. Even though they knew that men were allowed to have 1 or 2 lovers. She learned that women who are in love were crazy to no extent. So she never entertained any emotions like having a crush or liking anyone. She reached her debut without having any romantic emotions. For she settled to put her interest in books.

It took every bit of my strength and will to fight back my urges, for the sake of my wife, yet as time gradually passed with that woman in sight, my will slowly failed me. I love Lia. I do…but after months of getting entangled with that woman named Eridessa Joseph, I kept getting enthralled by her charms. Her beauty….Her guts…Like an addiction. One time, it was a mistake…the second time around, I'm no longer sure if it was…the same as the other times that followed. That woman was ready to take me in. Wherever and whenever I wanted to. She was wild and interesting, unlike…Lia… I love my wife but I admit, I have my fantasies in bed that she couldn't fulfill…she's innocent, after all…

A LOVING HUSBAND AND A BIRTHDAY PRESENT 1 I knew exactly what my wife needed for her birthday. For years I had watched Elena, my beloved wife, lose herself in gay p**n. The first time I caught her, she was on our bed with her legs spread obscenely wide, three fingers buried deep in her soaked pussy while she pinched and pulled her heavy tits. On the screen, a muscular top was destroying a younger guy’s ass in a brutal doggy-style, the bottom moaning like a cheap slut, begging to be fucked to stupor.

"We have all night. I’m going to take my time with you." He moved his mouth down to her pussy. He spread her legs wide and buried his face in her heat. He was being very provocative, using his tongue to flick her clit while his fingers stayed deep inside her. He was licking her with a slow, heavy rhythm that made Elena’s toes curl. She was thrashing on the bed, her fingers digging into the silk sheets. The erotica of the moment was intense. It wasn't about the raw power now; it was about the deep, pulsing connection between a husband and his wife.

Eriantha trembled but I noticed her wetness trickle down her inner thighs, I had guessed it before, but my wife had a kink for fear, apprehension and domination in bed aroused her, just the perfect equation for me. Pinning her wrists together right above her head, I quickly undid her hair tie with the other hand, and zeroed on her, she was appalled, completely at loss at the sudden change in the course of events. "There's no hiding from your husband Eriantha. You are totally eager for taking my cock aren't you?" Her pupils dilated and she turned a darker shade of red, "I know you are wound up, and want some release Nectar. I also know that everytime my tongue is breaching you, you are imagin

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

"How did you get the idea to bake her a cake when you've never baked a cake before, let alone used a kitchen?" "I overheard her telling a colleague that having her sweetheart make something for her birthday is the most romantic thing she can think of. And it didn't appear to be too difficult on YouTube." Amythest makes a grating snort. I lied to her to get a bite of her homemade cake. However, it also demonstrates how strong her love for her husband are. That gives me a sting, because it also means I'll never get a chance at her. My feelings will never be reciprocated by her, she will never be able to leave the friends zone, and I will never be able to admit that my feelings were incorrect.

James pushed her inside one of the toilets. With the door closed behind him, he came closer to her and hugged her from behind. Catherine felt an electrical vibration moving all over her body. She has never felt anything like that before. The wine she drank does not help matters, it even makes her grab his neck shamelessly. She turned to him and started kissing him.

“Do you know how much embarrassment you would have caused to me if any of my friends or partners had seen you out there like that?” “Noah, it is only half a knee cap, you’re such a jealous—” “Are you trying to dismiss my words?” Noah says, cracking his knuckles. “Are you?” Natalia gasps. “I would never do that.” “I am very sure that you have a lover. I do not know their gender, but I am sure that there is another person that you are seeing.” He seethes. “What is wrong with you?” Natalia shouts. “I think I should be asking you. You refuse to give your husband pleasure, but then you go ahead and give it to someone else? Is that how you work now?” Noah asks and stands up.

As Seattle blurred past the windows, I realized that James Morrison had given me the most incredible gift—not just freedom from an unwanted marriage, but proof that love comes in many forms. Some love holds on desperately. Some love sacrifices everything. And some love fights like hell when the people it protects are in danger. Today we'd discover which kind of love was strongest. And whether Emma Romano's family was brave enough to deserve the little girl who'd just proved she was braver than all of them. The wedding that wasn't had become a war that was. And this time, we were fighting for keeps.