Erotic Wife Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“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.”

NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> "Oh My Gosh! Did you see that?" My wife asks in a hushed whisper. "Of course you did. What am I thinking? They were tits and you're a guy." She says, placing her hand in my lap to judge the extent of my awareness. I was very aware!

If I did, I would fall apart. Madison reached for my hand under the table, squeezing tight. Her eyes were wide, terrified. Around us, the whispers grew louder. “She’ll run, won’t she? Eric’s wife?” “Poor thing. She doesn’t even have a wolf.” “Who would chase a wolfless female?” “Killian, obviously.” “Or Eric, to keep her.” “Gods, imagine the blood if those two go head-to-head in the woods…” I wanted to disappear. Eric suddenly stormed forward, face purple with rage. “She is not running!” he roared, grabbing my wrist so hard I whimpered. “She is my wife!”

Seeing she was interested, Antonio told her some of the intimate things the woman in submission could be forced to do. Then he said wistfully. "All the husbands claim there's no arousal like the one you get from watching your own wife in an erotic feminine confrontation with another woman." Smiling hopefully, he said. "It's very secretive, intimate and private. No outsiders are ever allowed. It's just what it's meant to be—a little intimate secret erotic club. "Honey... ," Molly said, smiling up into his handsome face. "I have a little secret to confide to you also," She giggled, "it's kind of embarrassing."

I said in a hesitant and accusatory tone. “I did,” he nodded his head in affirmation with a dangerous glint in his eyes. I swallowed. “Why? I thought you want me to be your wife.” He was deep in thought for a moment. Perhaps, weighing if he should tell me it not. “It's called erotic asphyxiation.” he finally said after a minute. “What?!” I choked out, brows furrowed in confusion. “It helps highlighted your org*sm.” he said simply like what he did to me was a day-to-day occurrence.

With his skin warm and hard beneath her touch, a shiver ran down her spine. Eros didn’t move an inch despite all she was doing. As his chest rose and fell steadily against her cheek, his eyes remained shut. As his presence pulled Natalia closer to him despite her own nerves, her lips and nose brushed against his collarbone, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him. “Can… Can you tell me about your wife now?” she suddenly said in a voice husky and tinged with mischief. “She’s not my wife. I want silence,” Eros replied to her firmly with his eyes still shut.

She had two rings on her lower lip and one on her eyebrow and chin. He wondered what his wife was doing with a heathen, having conversations and what not. And then to Noah’s horror, the girl took Natalia’s hands and leaned in, placing a small, feathery kiss on Natalia’s lips. He could not take anymore of that sinful looking girl’s appearance and then she touched his wife in such a manner? If Natalia was recognised by anyone present, that could spell a huge embarrassment for him. He could see the headlines taking about it already.

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?”

I just knew that it was a mess. Through the crack in the door, I saw Andrew's body pressing down on top of Ian. They were both kissing each other passionately while exchanging sugary yet disgusting sweet nothings. "Do you love your wife, Andy?" Ian asked, pouting. I had never heard such contempt and abhorrence in Andrew's voice as I did then when he replied, "If I did, I wouldn't have gotten some other guy to have sex with her and make it seem like she cheated on me."

Her tears cannot save her from me. "Did you like being whipped?" - I asked but she didn't answer "Well I heard that this is also the thing you've asked those people to do to a girl named Shin Alexandra. " - I said and I feel that the atmosphere stiffened. Well, I can feel the pressure from the man behind me and that is from Cypher Kurt who is my husband. Well, I guess he didn’t expect that I, the monarch will suddenly mention the name of his wife. But of course, I am his wife.