Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories Wife Sharing

This was who she really was. After four years of working as a hotel manager, I had saved up quite a tidy sum. Winona had also earned tens of thousands in the three to four months she streamed. These were all considered shared marital assets. I never thought of splitting up our accounts in the past. Now, the cheater herself was accusing me of being the cheater. That chilled me to the core. "We can get divorced, but I wasn't the one who cheated. It was you, Winona. We can just split it in half."

"Don't go. I was wrong. Come back to me…" In an instant, Silvia's blood ran cold. Hadn't he said his wife was dead? Her eyes swept the room. There wasn't a single photo on the vanity, the wardrobe, or the bedside table. How could a devoted husband not keep even one picture of his late wife?

The friend stood up and stepped back and the guy who sucked me off the previous day stepped forward and started to play with her pussy. Holly shit, he was sharing his wife with this guy and she didn’t even know it. As you could imagine, I had a tent in my pants. They kept going back and forth playing with her body, taking turns. At one time the guy was fucking this mans wife and sucking him off at the same time. This was crazy hot. I looked around and the first guy started to slide his hands up my shorts again.

But Erik was soon hugged from behind by one of his wives, and he heard her speaking close to his ears. "I believe that we have something to celebrate, husband." Erik had instantly recognized Serafall's voice. She had stood back with them using a lame excuse about 'catching up on some pending issues'. Serafall's voice had sent shivers down Erik's spine, and he was already hardening at the thought of what type of celebration this wife of his wanted. And with a slow nod, Erik and his wifes retired themselves to their chambers for a night of wild orgies.

"The wife and the ex becoming besties? I'm surprised Carl is so charming that he can have both together at the same time." "Maybe he just enjoys threesomes." "Poor Eric. His wife is someone else's sloppy seconds, and now, he's getting cheated on even after marrying her…" "You don't know the whole story. I mean, what would Eric realistically want from her? I bet she's useful as a bargaining chip against Carl to discuss who owns Racehorse Peak."

he began, "I love you and I know you love me. But I would have to be the one blindfolded not to see how much you enjoyed him. I know I don't usually get you off. But as long as you keep getting me off, I'd be OK with you doing this again. Like Tony and Eva said, this only brought them closer together." I was not convinced by his logic. I still saw this as a potential threat to our marriage, so I just told him I would think about it. I hoped he would let it drop. That Friday we did have a more rambunctious evening in bed. I even came by rubbing my clit while he fucked me. Saturday night we grilled with Tony and Eva and everybody agreed I should tell the story of our hotel encounter. I did giv

Sarah screamed as she felt her nether regions tighten up so good on the long invader inside her depths. Her sweet tunnel spasmed over and over again and it was an added bonus that her husband went mad on top of her. Warren ran for the final lap until he deposited copious amounts of healthy love juice on the gasping sheathe of his wife’s delight. “Did you enjoy it? Who’s the greatest man in this world? Come on, tell me. I want to hear it from your lips, my sexy beautiful wife.” Warren asked proudly in the aftermath of their romance.

you killed a man in front of your wife's eyes!!¨ she shouted. ¨I'll make you love me!¨ he husked back at her and ripped off her towel with his big hands in one go revealing her beautiful body and he licked his lips upon seeing her beauty and started to devour her. Daniella squirmed in his hold, fighting hard to keep herself from moaning out loud, not wanting to give him the satisfaction but her body started to betray her in ways she couldn't describe it! This man, her now husband used his skillful youth to do the most sinful, erotic things to and

A look of ruefulness unfolded on his face while looking at her. “But you're hiding many things from me. I'm your wife, we're supposed to share problems and secrets. I believe you don't trust me enough to tell me. I don't trust you anymore, you betrayed that trust the moment I stepped in and caught you kissing Henrietta.” She seethed emotionally. “Okay fine. What should I do?” Richard stepped closer to hold her hand, she moved a bit far from him and shot him a grimace. “Don't touch me! Do you choose the contract or me? If you're not going to answer me, let me be because I'm not ready to talk to you.”

Her hair was messy, lips swollen, and she didn’t even bother to hide the marks on her neck. She smiled at me. Not apologetic. Not guilty. Smug. “Hey, Lyara,” Lila said sweetly. “Surprise.” My vision went white at the edges. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The kitchen suddenly felt too small, too hot. “You’ve been sleeping with my husband?” The words tasted like acid. Lila shrugged. “It just happened. We have chemistry. You and Adrian… you don’t.” She glanced at Adrian. “Right, baby?”