Erotic Wife Fantasy Novels & Stories

A husband gives in to his wife's wildest fantasy and lets her be taken by another man. What starts as dirty talk turns into a real game of lust, and surrender. Now he craves the ache, the jealousy, and the thrill of knowing she’s coming home full of another man's cum. •••••••••••••|||||||•••••••• My wife had the sexiest pussy I had ever fucked.

the woman begged feverishly, only to receive a slap across her naked, dangling tits. "Cum and you don't get dick tonight. Keep making that pussy horny for master," he answered nonchalantly. The dirty talk that followed was too much for my sweet wife. She flushed and resumed her search for me. The anticipation to know her thoughts, desires and sexual fantasies were getting the better of me and my hard dick.

"Leave the poor girl Esposa. Our village is so boring. Let a girl fantasize." "Let her fantasize about getting married. Fidel came to see her today. Poor guy. He brought flowers, vanilla. She just treated him like garbage before pushing him out." "I don't think she's ready yet then." Ema"s father still supported making his wife more agitated. "Support her all day till she marries that man in her dreams."

I closed my eyes and let my mind wander to forbidden territory—her lips wrapped around my cock, her pussy clenching around my fingers, the way she'd begged me not to stop. The fantasy was so vivid I could almost feel her tongue tracing patterns on my skin, her teeth grazing my throat as she rode me. I imagined her in my bed right now, naked and willing, telling me she'd left her husband for me. The climax hit hard, leaving me breathless and more frustrated than before. Because no matter how good the fantasy, it wasn't real. She wasn't here. She was probably at home with her husband, maybe even in his bed, letting him touch what should have been mine.

She wants to bawl at him because of her frustration, "What are you talking about? Do what?" she asked. A smile forms on her husband's lips while slowly walking closer to her. "Sex! Sex Jewel, Is that how it affects you? Let me ask you this. Since we were married one year ago and we didn't do it. Do you want to try it with me?" without any hesitation, she slapped Thunder's face as she felt like her whole system shaved in exasperation. "What do you think of me? A slut, a bed warmer like those women you always brought? I'm your wife!" I vociferously said.

I grab his hair, pulling him closer to me and opening my legs wider as his fingers dig deeper into my soft skin. I moan as loudly as I want. No one can hear me, and even if they do, I won’t care. I am the ruthless and deadliest Alfredo Alvrado’s wife and can do as I please. My doubts leave me as Alfredo proves that it’s me he wants. My ego grows along with my desire as he swallows every drop of my arousal. His fingers hold still as my hips buck recklessly against the car. I gasp, and my eyes squeeze tight as I scream my release like a banshee. I imagine myself floating away into the sky like a feather in the wind, and indulge in a fantasy of us being in love—that this is real and not just an

They got in bed and Dan lay beside her running his hand over her soft white body, kneading a round breast and then running his hand down her leg and back up the inside to brush over her closed lips and red bush. "Tell me what you to fantasized about" he cajoled his wife. Her husband's hands felt so good running over her, relaxing her. "It's strange but even though we hadn't said anything to each other we had similar thoughts we found out later" she started. "Seeing Donna's nude body I thought how sexy she would look with your hard cock sliding into her black forest, her eyes full of lust as you brought her to orgasm." She wasn't going to mention the circumstances that caused that fantasy. Da

I asked, trying to keep my voice from shaking. Max's gaze held mine hostage. "What I mean," he said slowly, "is that I need you to step up and start acting like a wife. You will be expected to be always available to me when I demand it, attending social functions as my partner and sharing my life with me as any wife should. And no room for mistakes.” "I understand," I attempted to say steadily. "Good," he finally said. "I'm glad we understand each other." The rest of the ride was silent, save for the low hum of the engine. My mind wandered aimlessly, trying to comprehend my cruel reality.

Mia shook her head, “No, um, we…” she trailed off, sharing a glance with her husband as she went on. “We are curious. I want a threesome with a woman, and we’ve been attracted to you since the first day you walked into the gym.” Her confession sent a surge of arousal coursing through me, my heart pounding with excitement at the thought of being between them. I took a moment to collect myself, my mind racing with the lewd images of the two of us, taking her husband’s cock before she pushed my head to suck her juices off him.

“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?” Adrian didn’t deny it. That was worse than if he’d yelled. Harold cleared his throat. “Lyara, be reasonable. Lila’s from a good family. She can give Adrian the heir he deserves. You… you can’t even get pregnant.”