Hotwife Fantasy Captions 소설 & 이야기

I'm Joyce, a 42-year-old housewife, and I have a secret. No, I'm not having an affair or embezzling money from my husband's company. My secret is that I'm a hotwife. I love fucking strangers. The thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the forbidden, it sets my pussy on fire like nothing else. It all started a few years ago. My husband, Mark, and I had been married for over a decade, and our sex life had become routine. We'd fuck on weekends, missionary style, with the lights off. It was functional, but it wasn't exciting. I craved more.

There was a man behind her, obviously younger than her with his arms swung around her waist and his lips on the nape of her neck. The broad smile across Catherine Heather's lips filled me with disgust, hate brewing from within me. She seemed happy with the caption above the screen that said ‘an amazing weekend with my boo.’ I resisted the urge to comment the word ‘whore’ on the post, but it was growing stronger as I scrolled through the hundreds of comments filled with compliments and brazen emojis from seeming perverts.

“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)

Cass had by now fished out my cock and stroked it slowly as I looked at the pictures. "These are so well made. That looks so realistic. What is that?" I asked, looking at the facial picture. "It's just soap," Cass answered in a low voice. I then turned my eyes to the caption. Reading it almost made me cum right away. My cock pulsed hard to the rhythm of her agonizing slow strokes. The caption: "Something you will never get to do!" in Cass' cute handwriting no less. I wanted to take my cock from Cass and jerk it like no tomorrow. Seeing these photos and not being able to bust to them was pure torture. Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them.

"Raina, I'll say this one last time. Rowan is my fiance! This is our engagement party! Stop making a scene!" Raina's eyes sharpened, like a blade turned on Elara. "You pathetic weakling! Couldn't wait to steal the spotlight, could you? Rowan only pities you because you're about to die! He's just giving you one last dream before you go! Don't fool yourself! He's only ever loved me!" She barely finished before a slap landed hard across her face. Wilson's face flushed red, his body trembling with rage. "You ungrateful brat! Go home now! You're not allowed back at the company, and I'm freezing every card you have! When you've learned to respect your aunt, then you can show your face again!"

“I’m so wet for you already. Just from thinking about your hands.” She added a second finger, pumping gently, eyes locked on his photo. “I bet your cock’s thick… bet it stretches me so good. Fuck, Derek, I want you to catch me like this. Walk in and see your girlfriend’s daughter fucking herself on your bed.” Her free hand pinched a nipple hard, back arching. “Yes… just like that… use me while Mom’s gone…” The fantasy built fast. She rubbed faster, thighs trembling. “Please… come home… find me… make me squirt all over her sheets…”

I am Lightning McVincent. The guy’s eyes zero in on my hand, covering my crotch and his face turns a little green. There it is, a perfect opener. “Fuck, all this talk just adds to my excitement.” I groan and reach for my belt. He tries to say something, but not a word leaves his lips. “Wifey will kill me if she finds out I shared this, but dude, let me boast about her a little. My woman is an actual walking glory hole fantasy. Not only does she allow me to stick it in wherever I want to, she doesn't mind being double and triple stuffed. Better than the Thanksgiving turkey, I tell you.”

"But I also don't mind it when you tell me nice things." "Such as how fucking good you look riding my fingers right now? How lovely you taste on my tongue?" "Keep going." "But I never imagined I'd take a wife, let alone a beautiful wife like you. A wife full of fire and sex, a wife I want to break and rebuild. A wife I want to sleep beside, pleasure, argue with, fuck nice and deep and rough. A wife I could get off a thousand times and never lose interest."

She groaned, "Give me that pornstar...fuck me...fuck me...yeah, fuck me...fuck me with that big cock!" Pete teased her, "Sweetie, let me remind you...you've got Anton...Isiah...Magnum...and a very well-hung husband...you got your very own pornstars." She grinned, "Mmmm...after tonight...I know that!" She immediately went back to the fantasy cock she had fucking her. Pete plunged the dildo in and out, while Jo reached for her bud...deep red and engorged, it looked ripe for the picking. Aching for release, her fingers circled it slowly and she shuddered, moaning, "Mmmm yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...fuck yeah!"