Novel & Cerita Erotic Marriage Stories

“In fact, I specifically said I would not violate my NDA when they were asking me why I married Ercole. I refused to tell them anything other than it was a contractual marriage but a real one.” There was no way a man as frightening as him should be as attractive as he was. Ercole at least had the decency to look the part of a scary man. This man could grace the cover of GQ without any need for retouches. It was what made her even more afraid of him. He could slit your throat while he chatted with you easily. She more than once dreamed very vivid sex dreams of the man which included being tied up, blood and death surrounding them and plenty of orgasms. She’d avoided ever being alone with him

I hаd mу fingеrѕ in my fiancee’s рuѕѕу during the еntirе ѕtоrу. I couldn't just help myself. By the time she was done telling her story, my dick was throbbing painfully, and I swear her pussy had gotten wetter. My fingers were covered in her arousal. Damn, those two lesbians had turned my fiancee into a horny dog in heat and banged her in a fucking public toilet at a club, and she fucking loved it. I could tell from the excitement swimming in her eyes.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

She poked his red nose playfully. “Older men tend to spend more for young girls. Just two bankrupt fogies were enough for me in the past.” “You got married twice?” Eric gasped, as his heart thumped at the mere thought of a competition. “No, I compelled them, fool. They signed everything in my name without any fuss. A marriage certificate was necessary for the legal flow of funds; otherwise, I am not crazy to marry anyone. Humans! My foot! Have you seen any wolf marrying a steak or meat loaf in your life?”

Surely it could only mean one thing. Part of her told her that she should say no. But another part of her felt excited at this new development. She thought back to how things had been in her marriage - the boredom, the frustration, the fact that she had never experienced an orgasm, and still had no idea what one was supposed to feel like. A smile spread over her face, and that was enough for Andy. He came to her and took hold of her face in his hands. They kissed slowly, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths sensually.

“You didn’t agree with anything. I would’ve married her, even if you had said no. I planned on ending this long ago, but you were too desperate. And I thought, why work hard to get another fuck buddy when I already have someone ready for the job?” “You’re an asshole, Eros,” she commented. “Oh, I’m pretty aware of that. But I’d rather be an asshole who respects his wife than one who cheats.” “You cheated on her already. You had sex with me three days before your wedding.” I shrugged. “I’m sure that doesn’t count as cheating. Besides, I have touched no one since the wedding, anyone except my wife.” Her jaw tightened every fucking time I said my wife. “Now, get out.”

"My husband would love to have another woman come to bed with us. By the way, don't be surprised if Vicky comes over at some point." "What's her deal?" he asked. "She's married right?" "Yep," she replied. "She's married to a guy named Eric. From what I understand, she's one of those women that it's really hard to make have an orgasm," she explained. "The only one she's ever had, if she's to be believed, was from some guy in college who was about your size." "Wow!" he replied, unsure of what else to say. "So it's understandable that she's a little enamored of your situation," she said.

My wife breathed out softly, “Oh shit.” His cock kept jerking rhythmically, and there was no doubt anymore. She was being filled right in front of me. I knew she must have felt it when he went stiff, but it truly hit her when his cock pulsed again and sent that first hot surge deep inside her. Watching, knowing that with every violent pulse, thick jets of his seed were slamming into her, was beyond anything I had ever imagined. It was filthy, taboo, overwhelming, and the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. Nothing else in my life even came close. It was ten times more intense than the first time I ever had sex.

“Not so fast, you need to give us the details on how you were able to pull this off.” “Yeah…” the others added, nodding eagerly Martin leaned back, shaking his head, “She wasn't hard to fool. I told her what she wanted to hear, played the lover boy until she agreed to become my wife. And for all I know, she believes I am the perfect husband, the one she brags about to her friends.” As the laughter grew louder, my breath ceased. Each word felt like I was being stabbed with a knife. I felt a sharp ache replace the love I once felt.

There is a faint tightening in his jaw when he says it, and I can't tell whether it is the idea of him being the father of my future child, or the fact that I've gotten married to him without ever having known anything about him besides his name and status. “I may be your husband now,” he says, his voice rigid, “but if I wasn’t already clear before, I do not want you. So don’t expect anything romantic from me. Do not expect any love, or loyalty. Do not expect a partner from me.” I keep my face still despite how each word stings. He is simply setting terms, as if outlining another clause from the contract. I should have expected this. He didn't want this marriage either... but there is no rea