Erotic Wife Story Novels & Stories

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

Elena twisted beneath them, her internal muscles clamping down around Killian’s length with a desperate, involuntary friction, her body entirely corrupted by the dark, addictive nature of their dominance. She was no longer the discarded wife. She was the epicenter of their collective, multi-year obsession. The raw velocity of Killian’s movements pushed her over the precipice within minutes, her body shaking violently as a shattering, white-hot climax ripped through her core, her muffled cries dying against Jaxon’s palm. Killian let out a low, guttural growl, his pace accelerating into a final, punishing series of thrusts before he buried himself deep inside her one last time, his entire fram

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Eric pov The day of the event had finally arrived—the formal introduction of Autumn as Eric’s wife and the undisputed Mrs. Kingston. This wasn't just a party; it was a reclamation. Eric had spent years in a cold, sterile world, and tonight, he was bringing the fire back into it. He had already issued strict orders to the press corps regarding the type of questions they were permitted to ask his wife, ensuring they touched on nothing more than what he allowed. He was a businessman, but tonight, he was a husband protecting his territory.

The sight of his naked wife and the feel of his hands on my waist, plus the vicious pounding that he was subjecting me to, brought me closer and closer to my point of no return. Boris would feel my naked back and then bring his hands from behind until he was holding my tits. I would feel his mouth on the back of my neck and shoulders, kissing and licking as he fucked away. My swaying breasts brushed against Maria’s and somewhere in those moments came the point where I could prolong my rising pleasures no more. My knees gave away and collapsing on Maria’s tits I buried my face into her neck and came. “Oh my ... I am cumming!” I groaned as Maria embraced me tightly, holding me in place while h

As we approached a group of individuals standing near the arrival gate, my eyes fixated on the figure standing in the center. My breath caught in my throat, and my steps faltered as recognition dawned upon me. It was Ignacio, my Spanish husband, whom I had left behind in Spain under the pretense of starting a fashion line in New York. Cullen, unaware of the connection between Ignacio and me, approached him with a welcoming smile. "Ignacio, meet my wife, Brielle," he introduced, his voice filled with pride and affection. My heart raced, and I felt a knot tightening in the pit of my stomach. Ignacio's bewildered expression mirrored my own confusion and disbelief.

Then, she walked towards the estate that surrounded the building. Hazel took a leisurely morning stroll, unafraid of the criminals who could attack her at any time, because the building and the vast forest surrounding it were the fiefdom of a mafia family. Not a single crime occurred here because of the great influence of the family name. It was also because there was a high fence surrounding each end of the forest. Hazel usually took a leisurely stroll from the kitchen exit to the entrance gate through these woods.

I want you to give me s call any time you suspect my wife and the SMD are having an affair in his office, just flash me" Patricia felt sorry for the CMD in view of the distasteful acts of his wife and sons Just like the rest of the staff in the hospital, she could not fathom the rationale behind the ACD's flirting around when she had such a reliable gentleman as a husband When the likes of her were praying without ceasing for such A man as a husband even as second wife "I will do it gladly sir"she replied readily She was holding heritage herself back from telling the gentleman standing before her the much she had seen between the covert lovers in her presence The bareface way they had carrie

“She's different. She doesn't beg a man to sleep with her, she's not cheating like you.” She tightened her fist, and there were furies in her eyes. “Then you leave me no choice.” She motioned to him and kissed him. As his hands were anticipating, he attacked her and pushed her away from him. “Have you gone mad?” “I won't give up now. I want you and I won't stop until you also want me.” She went back to him and forcefully kissed him. She knew how to deal with him, the right part to arouse him. She moved her hand down to his rod and brushed a finger on it tenderly. She moved her mouth to his ear and whispered. “No man ever resists this. How long would you be faithful to your dearest wife? I ca