Esposa Gostosa Novels & Stories

Vespa Wet as a gushing fountain, I was ready for my husband. It was so surreal to call Kai “my husband,” and I liked the sound of it. We had to postpone our honeymoon since my coronation took place the next day, but that didn't stop us from fucking like rabbits on steroids. My legs opened wide to receive him. He pushed himself into the heated core of my body. The tendons on his neck stood out in sharp relief, and the sound I made fed his hunger.

Matteo mutters as she leaves. “Okay, I’m not that good, what does that mean in English?” “It’s French for so cold, and yet, so charming.” I chuckle, shaking my head. It’s good to be back. “I think your jealousy is rearing its ugly head, Matteo. You forget I’m a happily married man.” He sighs. “Your wife is exquisite. I can’t even get s kind smile from Astrid. Why is she being so nice to you?” “Perhaps it’s because I don’t hit on her every day, or at all.”

everyone there chroused as they watched the car disappear into the sight. "Finally something alone with my beautiful wife" "Oh, say that again," Aletta said turning in her seat to face him. "My wife" Joshua replied. His hands trying to find hers. "Oh my god, I think that might be my new favourite word coming from your lips. My husband" she added the last part with a smug smile. "And I also love the sound of that" Joshua turned his head briefly pouting and she understood the assignment because she left a small kiss on his mouth.

inabot ko sa kanya iyon. "Thank you, Mi Esposa" pinanood ko siyang inumin iyon at umawang ang labi ko ng mabilis na paglunok ang ginawa nito. He's so sexy just drinking water! Iniwas ko ang tingin at naupo sa tabi nito. "Did you eat already Mi Esposa?" tanong niya. "You didn't answer my question first Cassius, where have you been?" umayos ito ng pagkakaupo at mariin akong tinignan sa mata. I don't know why but everytime our eyes met para akong nalulunod dito.

Each day becomes a tapestry of sun-drenched beaches, moonlit walks, intimate conversations under the stars, and yes, fucking – lots of fucking. During our honeymoon, Adalina and I discover an even deeper connection. We relish in the freedom of being together, exploring the world as a married couple. Every moment becomes a new adventure, filled with laughter, dance, and moments of pure bliss. Adalina illuminates my life, bringing out the best in me, and I pledge to be the husband she deserves—supportive, uplifting, and a pillar of strength.

Jace said, pulling his wife closer to him. "I am." Eliana confirmed with a nod. "Alright then." Jace said, his hand reaching for one of her Bosom and he began to massage it gently. "She is not as beautiful as my wife is." He began. Jace tangled their legs together, still massaging her breasts, taking turns. "Hmmm." Eliana let out a low moan at the effect her husband has on her. Jace continued to cuddle with his wife and speak between kisses. "She is not as smart as my wife, nor has a beautiful voice as my wife. Not as curvy as my wife -"

Yeah… that makes sense. He exited W******p and went back to I*******m for a second, then over to F******k. As he scrolled through Ada’s posts, his heart dropped. His eyes had caught something in her latest post’s comment section. It was still fresh, seconds ago. Matthew Gregory: “Damn, Ada. I swear I’m going to marry you just for being this beautiful. Your beauty is unreal.” Ada’s reply came just beneath it, full of emojis: “Haha! How many babies are we having then, Mr. Husband?”

Lorena asked politely placing her hand on his arm. Ashton hated his wife sometimes and this being those times. She doesn't know what to speak, where to speak, how to speak. Her tongue moved faster than her mind and it was all filthy and vulgar. His dear wife was cursing another woman in front of so many people. Her etiquettes resembled that of a roadside thug and her attire was just not at all acceptable. Lorena's beautiful eyes held so much peace and calmness in contrast to his wife's chaotic ones.

‘I am happy, I am Stanley Williams's desirable wife’ She smiled widely and touched her belly, there was another baby Williams in there. A second bundle of joy.

“Your husband must be treating you well. It’s clear he’s taking such good care of you.” Mrs. Diego’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She let out a small, airy laugh and waved her hand dismissively, though the pride in her expression was unmistakable. “Oh, you’re too kind,” she purred, her voice as smooth as silk. Her husband, sitting beside her, gave her a gentle pat on the back, his eyes crinkling with affection. She turned to him, her gaze softening as she batted her eyelashes, perfectly playing the part of the doting wife.