Hotwife Short Stories Novels & Stories

Angela Every women's dream is to have a perfect household. We won't settle for less for we women are destined for something bigger and brighter tomorrow for our family. That's how I look things up and continued to serve as a mother and a wife. But, I never thought that life will give me a fucked up challenge. "What? I thought Mr. Takahashi and I talked about this. He knew that I'm on a one-week vacation, right now. Hence, what's up with that old man!" I can't help to yell. "This is absurd," I said with an annoying voice.

She leaned back into him gratefully, letting him support her weight, and felt his chin come to rest on the top of her head. Whitmore slid the paper toward them, tapping a specific section. "Nineteen twenty-three, a woman named Elizabeth Hartwell made a bargain with a death entity—ten years to save her dying child. When the ten years were nearly up, she discovered a text, an old grimoire that had been in her family for generations. In it was a single line that changed everything." Seraphine felt Lucien's breath catch, felt the way his arms tightened around her middle almost convulsively. "What did it say?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might shatter th

“The woman at the front desk, you’re fucking her, right? If you really want to make this right, then why do you still have the audacity to bring her again and fuck her at the house I lived, Jack?” “That’s not true.” “I have pictures, and that woman was more than willing to share your fair share of escapades. My self-esteem’s at its lowest and I’ve been asking myself, on top of the many questions I have already, why did my husband cheat? Is it because I don’t look beautiful enough? Am I not sexy enough? Do I bore him already?” “No. That’s not true.” Jack attempted to go near Hyacinth. She raised her hand to stop him.

“This tight little ass is gripping me so perfectly. You like being double-stuffed, don’t you, Mrs. Harrington?” I couldn’t answer. My mind was fracturing under the intensity. Shame burned hot in my chest — I was Russell’s wife, a young woman who had married for security and luxury, now bent over his dining table like a common whore for his business partners. Yet my body betrayed me completely. My pussy clenched greedily around Viktor’s thick shaft, dripping arousal down my thighs with every thrust. Each time they filled me together, a wave of unwanted pleasure crashed through me, building higher and higher.

Used by the Entire Front Row: A Public Gangbang for the Wife Torn Wide Open: My First Time With Three Cocks The Forbidden Betrayal: Sucking Off My Husband’s Worst Enemy Pussy Ruined: Stretched Beyond Recognition for His Pleasure The Neighbor’s Wife, My Daily Pussy: A Seduction Through the Flimsy Wall Office Hours & Hard Cocks: Stretching Her Ass on the Executive Desk The Girl Next Door is a Slut: Stuffed Until She Screams Boardroom Betrayal: Using My Boss’s Pussy While He’s on a Call The Neighbor’s Gangbang: I Watched Them Ruin Her Ass After-Hours Desperation: My Intern’s Tight Pussy, My Boss’s Thick Cock Shared Secret: The Neighbor’s Massive Cock, My Wife’s Spreading Legs The Promotion: Dee

Norma’s head spun, her body weak, but the thought of saying no never crossed her mind. Jade pushed her against the counter, spreading her legs wide and climbing between them. Her strap-on glistened with lube and Norma’s juices, still ready, still hard. “Hold on,” Jade said, grabbing Norma’s wrists and pressing them to the counter. She slid in deep, one brutal thrust, making Norma cry out. “Fuck!” Norma gasped, the cool counter under her ass, the hard cock filling her again. Jade fucked her rough, hips slamming into her, breasts bouncing with each thrust. She leaned forward, kissing her hard, teeth biting at her lip. “You love this. Being fucked like a whore while your husband’s gone.”

The more Mary Kinson saw her painful expression, the happier she felt. At this time, her hatred of Lavie Sue in her previous life surged like a tide: "I will lock him in the cabinet, and when the effect fails, I will throw him at you as soon as he is released..." "Stop talking, I won't listen! I don't want to listen!" Lavie Sue collapsed, hugging her ears, and her head shook wildly from side to side. She also wanted to know how she fell in love with male prostitutes in the hotel that day!

I asked. She took another gulp of wine and her glass was almost empty. I took her glass to the kitchen and returned with it refilled. "So," she continued, and took a deep breath. "She's now married to the guy. Then she starts talking about how her husband really wants to watch her doing another chick, and since I was the last chick she was with, maybe I'd like to join them in the sack. And she said that she wouldn't mind seeing Hubby fucking another woman either, so what did I think, am I up for it, it would be fun. I mean, can you believe that?"

This short story of how I would eat your pussy. It was written just for you. Read it and enjoy it while stroking your sweet wet pussy. I want you to get wet. I mean really wet reading about me doing this to you baby. I want your body hurting badly, nipples hard and your clit swollen and throbbing before you insert anything into it. You might even want to print it and lay back on your bed and love your body while you read it. It's my special gift to you.

"It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day. "She only quit that life after you took her in."