Husband Spanking Wife Novels & Stories

“I’m your dirty little married slut. Please destroy my pussy!” Silas slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed. He was so thick, so deep, stretching me wider than Marcus ever could. The burn was intense and perfect. He didn’t ease me into it, he started fucking me hard immediately, pounding my pussy with deep, savage strokes while I faced my husband. “Fuuuuck, this married cunt is gripping me so tight,” Silas grunted, spanking my ass red as he railed me. “Your wife’s pussy is sucking my cock, Professor. She’s creaming all over me.”

He fisted her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at the mirror across from the bed. “Look at yourself,” he growled, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Look at the neighbor fucking you raw in your husband’s bed.” “Ahhh… yes! Spank me again, fuckkk… I’m such a dirty wife!” Another hard slap landed, then another. Lisa’s pussy fluttered around him, gripping tighter with every thrust. He fucked her relentlessly through her first orgasm. She came hard, soaking his cock and the sheets, moaning shamelessly. But he didn’t slow down. He flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs wide and high, folding her in half as he drove even deeper.

“You need heat for your back and ice for your ass.” “Romantic,” I grinned, cheeks still pink. “You’re such a gentleman.” “I fucked my wife through a mirror last night until she cried blood,” he deadpanned. “I think we’re past ‘gentleman.’” I blushed, biting back a laugh. “Okay, fine. My sadistic caveman husband.” “I’ll be right back, sunshine,” he said. “Don’t move or I swear to God, I’ll spank you on the other side.”

she growled but made no move to pull away or to protect herself from another blow. My wife enjoys the occasional spanking in the heated throes of passion, and she's smacked my ass from time to time, as well. I admit that I kind of enjoyed that burning sensation, but it never felt like this! This was a hot poker jammed right into my crotch!

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

"I'd do anything to keep you safe and make you happy as long as it doesn't involve letting you go. I don't care what you think in that little mind of yours, but there's no option for you other than being my wife." Another spank. It was so painful that I caught my breath in a gasp, the immediate shock rushing through every cell in my body. I twisted around, kicking out with my shoes, trying to move away. He put one knee on my left thigh, pinning me even more tightly so that I couldn’t even wriggle, and the spank came down unforgivingly on my ass again and again. The sting spread across my ass cheeks, making them pound in severe pain.

, she said, finally pulling herself out of her reverie. “That we shouldn’t consummate our marriage?”, he asked, his smirk broadening. “Yeah”, she answered. “It doesn’t mean you can’t be punished for disobedience”, he said and in the blink of an eye, she was on his shoulder and his hands were on her bottom. ‘Whack!’ she felt a spank and let out a yelp because she wasn’t expecting it but the second time he spanked her, she couldn’t help but let out a moan.

My voice came out all breathy and broken. “Yeah you like that huh. You want your husband’s brother to wreck this married cunt on your honeymoon balcony while he sleeps right there.” He gripped my ass tighter, spanking one cheek hard then the other and started thrusting up to meet me with powerful strokes. Every time I came down he drove up and his thick cock slammed against that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes. The wet slapping sounds of skin on skin and my pussy juices smacking against his balls were so loud I worried for a second but the thrill of getting caught only made me wetter.

The desk shook with every brutal stroke. Lila cried out in pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet him. “Harder!” she moaned. “Fuck me like my husband never could!” Noah railed her mercilessly, one hand fisting her hair while the other spanked her ass red. “Your husband pays me to work here,” he growled, spanking her again. “And now I’m fucking his beautiful young wife on his own desk. How does that feel, Mrs. Whitaker?” “So good!” she sobbed, legs shaking. “I’m such a bad wife… Don’t stop… Fill me with your cum!”

“Kept thinking about you here. Round with my baby. My ring on your finger. Mine.” He flipped me onto my stomach, ass up. The first smack landed sharp and perfect. I moaned into the pillow. Another. Harder. He pulled my hair, arching my back as he pushed inside me in one rough thrust. “Fuck, Cain—” “Yeah. Say my name.” He fucked me deep and primal, hips snapping, one hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking in rhythm. “You’re going to be my wife. Say it.” “I’m going to be your wife,” I panted, pushing back to meet every thrust. The stretch was perfect, overwhelming. He felt wild tonight, like the hours away had driven him crazy.