Hot Wife Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

Hazel told biting her lower lip with sparkle in her eyes. “Oh wow! Really? Gosh aren’t you 17 or 18?” Faith asked in confusion. “18. What can I say! Mad in love and then married.” Hazel lied swiftly. “Wow....that’s a little too cliché and soo damn romantic!” She said with wide eyes. “Is your husband hot? Show me his picture.” This made Hazel wonder. Hot? He is the perfection of sexiness. “He is very hot! Make me clench my legs whenever we are alone!” Hazel told her with a smirk and knowing look.

The idea was so fucking hot and demented that I almost blew my load into her but I slowed down, dragging my cock at a torturous pace before feeding her every inch again. "Your husband could walk through that door right now and see me pounding this tight pussy against our kitchen counter... Would he finally realize what a dirty little slut his wife is?" I reached around and slapped her ass hard while continuing my brutal thrusts. "...Would he like seeing me breed his wife?”

“Then shut up, and let’s go f**k, I need to cool down a bit because my husband is having an affair, when I am done cooling down, I will get rid of that bitch for good.” TBC

Leaving me alone with this sexy young stranger, naked, in my bed, riding my cock. In the meantime, I pulled Andrea down to my chest, pulling her arms behind her back, crossing her wrists and holding them in mine. With my other hand I reached for her chin and lifted her face up to look at me. "Stop it!" I hissed, squeezing her chin hard, bringing more tears to her eyes. "Just stop it." I held her close while I nudged my cock in and out of her, her tightness driving me crazy. "I don't fuck ugly fat girls," I told her. "I don't have to. Look at my wife. That's what I get to come home to, and she'll do anything I want. Do you understand me?"

I have been working on creating a hot wife website to make lots of money from p**n. I also have two beautiful sisters, Myra and Cameron. Myra just turned twenty and Cameron is eighteen and will graduate high school this year. Myra is in college. She has developed into a very voluptuous young woman and Cameron is quickly getting there. Myra is more outgoing than Cameron. When Myra is home, I lustfully look at her and think whoever is fucking my sister is damn lucky. I know I shouldn't think this way, but I know I would bang Myra if I had the chance. Cameron is more the inward type but very developing into a beautiful woman. She won't go out dressed like this but at home she wears tight short

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

Sophie I watched as he left, I stood rooted to my spot shocked. I can't believe I made a fool out of myself, I didn't even know he would come down at this time in the night. I shivered remembering the way he pushed his hard against my ass. I blushed red remembering his hot breath on my neck, with his hard body pressing against me, my husband is a hot cake, I thought smiling. But then I shook my head, how can I be thinking, smiling and blushing because of a man that made me cry just 2 hours ago? I even called him a hot cake! I use my palm to slam my forehead, get yourself together Sophie! Your husband is a asshole and a man whore! You don't need him!

“AHHH!!…you’re so tight!…Too fucking tight!…WIFE!!….AHHHH!!!!…..…Hah!……shit!…I’m Cumming!!!….…” “OOouuu~….ahahahahaha~…AAHHHHHNNNN~~!!!!….released it in my womb!!…..Ahhhh~…it’s hot!…hehehe~….my husband~…just marked my womb as his~…ahhhh~…”.(Angela)

He would fuck her hard and make me lick up the cum. I shivered at the possibility as I climbed into the car. My husband slammed down the trunk with our luggage. Our son, two daughters, and our two sex slaves would be just fine without us. My husband climbed into the car and started it up with a press of the button. The engine growled as the garage door rose. He smiled at me as we headed out alone for our romantic rendezvous. * * * Mom is so eager to film her new reality, "Does a Slut Live Here?"

She leaned close to my ear and spoke harshly. "My boss found out about the report you made against him. You'd better beware. Don't think you're allowed to do whatever you like just because you're my husband." I studied the menacing expression on her face and retorted, "What are you trying to say? You people are doing such illegal things, yet you're trying to get me to turn a deaf ear? You're my wife. I feel disgusted whenever I think about those videos you made." "You feel disgusted? How dare you feel disgusted about me?"