Hot Wife Adventures Novels & Stories

The neon sign of the twenty-four-hour diner buzzed, casting a sickly pink glow over the wet asphalt outside. ​I sat in the corner booth, my hands wrapped around a mug of lukewarm black coffee. The heat of Ryder’s touch still burned on the back of my neck, a ghost of a sensation that made my skin prickle despite the draft seeping through the diner's front door. ​“Stay with me. Let me handle my father. Just tell me you won't go back to State.”

💦Shared Ride, Shared Heat💦 “Fuck, it’s hot tonight.” I fanned myself with my hand as I climbed into the back seat of the Uber Pool, the Miami night air thick and sticky even at 11:45 PM. My tight black mini dress clung to my curves, the hem riding high on my thighs from the movement. I had been out dancing with friends, but they’d paired off with guys at the club, leaving me to head back to my hotel alone.

After that we decided to go swimming and do some activities offered on the island. We went back to our room feeling exhausted. We just cuddle. We're too tired to do some other naughty things. We decided to watch a movie while cuddling. "I want to see you wife like that." Maru said. "What?" "Like the girl in that movie, get jealous and be possessive." “Weren’t you feel like your being choked?”

For all of us, love was the answer. My husband stirred in his sleep. I didn’t deserve him but I was keeping him and no one would stop me. We had adventures on the horizon. I imagined hiking trips and even camping in the great outdoors. Of course, snuggling in the winter on the property would be the highlight. Duke’s hand moved and found my breast. I rolled slightly so he could have better access. Thoughts of my friends slid away and were replaced by my husband. I was the luckiest woman alive and he was hotter than hell.

But to my surprise, she responded in an extremely gentle manner. Casually, she said, "I can help you if you want it. I'm your wife. What are you afraid of?" I felt the tension leave my body immediately. I waved my hands repeatedly, saying, "No, that's not necessary. Let's get back to watching the movie." The scenes on the television became increasingly explicit, to the point that my entire body began to burn with heat. Then, out of nowhere, I felt a warm and snug sensation of being enveloped down below. It came with a sucking motion, accompanied by something slick and tender sliding all over me.

The room became painfully quiet, and Selene had to physically keep her fingers stretched before her wolf would instinctively turn them into fists and someone's face would take a dirty blow. Everyone in this house remembered the day Chloe hart returned from abroad about her bad divorce. Yeah, Adrian's first love got married at her last years in college, and came back running into his widespread arms two years later when the company started to stand strong again. That very day she returned, Adrian practically forgot he had a wife. She stayed over at his voice, slept on their matrimonial bed while Selene was tossed out to another room, travelled with him and even attended many occasions with hi

“No, that's a lie.” “You know it's not. Let's get into it sister. The night isn't getting younger.” I wanted to counter her statement but I didn't. It wasn't a lie. Maybe it was age but this days,I get horny as fuck and the only way I could ease up is with my toys. “So, what's the plan,” Anna asked “There's none. We go in and let him chew us. I have to say, Anna; please be calm. It's going to be tough but try to swallow your pride,”

"Too much for you, my little whore?" No. Yes. I don't know anymore. All I know is the heat of his body against mine, the unbearable pressure of his cock inside me, and the eyes. Everywhere. Dozens of pairs of eyes fixed on us, eager, aroused. The woman with glistening lips now has two fingers buried inside her, her hips undulating to the rhythm of Kael's thrusts. The man who was masturbating earlier moans, his hand moving faster, harder, as if he wants to climax at the same time as me. "You feel them, huh?" Kael growls, his hips slamming against my backside with every push. "They're watching you. They want you to come."

Excited Amelia found her way into the kitchen thanking God for the little ray of hope she felt. "I know my sister is wrong about Jack. he loves me and he will choose me over all these fancy women. It's just a matter of time". Amelia obviously hasn't been this happy in a very long time from Jack's actions or words. Who knows he would willingly pick her as his wife instead of these women? Scanning through the refrigerator for ingredients available, Amy concluded on making Brie Quesadilla with fruit salsa.

She imagined his low, gravelly command: Tell me who you belong to in the dark. She imagined his strong hands roaming her young body, calloused fingers teasing her sensitive skin. Ariana bit her lip, stifling a moan as she pictured Mateo's intense gaze boring into hers, dark with barely restrained desire. Her hips bucked against her hand, seeking more friction, more pleasure. In her fantasy, Mateo loomed over her, muscles rippling as he slowly undressed, revealing his mature, virile form inch by tantalizing inch. Ariana's heart raced, pulse pounding between her thighs as she lost herself in the erotic daydream, chasing her rapidly building climax...