Marriage Erotica Novels & Stories

“By the last night, Ryan walked in and saw her getting railed by me and the fucking boat captain. Covered in cum, moaning like a whore. Marriage is basically over. I’m meeting her at a motel tonight. Got some real nasty shit planned… gonna tie her up and really break what’s left of her.” Every word burned. Here I was, on my knees under the table, gagging on my father-in-law’s cock while my husband bragged about destroying another woman. Well, I wasn't exactly blameless myself. Elias’s hips started moving faster. He was fucking my throat properly now.. long, deep strokes that made wet, obscene gagging sounds I couldn’t fully suppress. His hand held me in place as he used my mouth like a toy.

WARNING: Erotica, Taboo (Step-sibling), Power Dynamics, Choking, Spanking, Anal Sex, Double Penetration (using fingers/toys), Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies. The air in the master bedroom felt different. It was heavier, scented with my father's expensive cologne and my stepmother's floral perfume. It felt like a temple to their marriage, which made the fact that I was dragging Jade toward the center of the California King mattress feel like a holy war. We had already spent the last two hours in the shower, but I wasn't done. I was never done with her.

"Not just because our marriage is pretend doesn't mean everything else has to be." He turns away from me before allowing me to ask him about it. Without another word he goes into the bathroom and leaves me on the bed, feeling like my heart is about to come out of my mouth. Again, I think of the shower. This time, in my imagination I join him. He slowly massages shower gel into my back..and then lower.... As we are alone, I think about the seriousness of this matter. My body burns with desire for him, and I can't deny it. At the same time, I feel too confused by everything that has happened when I give in to my desires.

Her channel clasping down on his cock in her need to reach the finish line. A male shout filled the room as Eric moved in a pagan rhythm as old as time. One hand on the wall near her head and the other gripped her hip, as he began thrusting and driving in deep and hard, Cat sunk her nails into Eric’s shoulders as her body tightened and her channel milked him, crying out in release, Cat bit his shoulder. Eric secured his grip as he pushed his member into her for a final thrust, ejaculating his seed into her womb. Breathlessly, saying a few minutes after, “Let’s never tell anyone our wedding night happened in a shower.”

I felt like a pervert, dictating orders. Little by little her inversions increase, as she is completely intoxicated by pleasure, I don't feel pain. I just feel like I want to be fucked harder. His mouth roamed my neck as he moved in and out. “Anthony!” I call out to him, writhing, cumming uncontrollably. “Karen!” He bit my shoulder, cumming too. “Damn, you are delicious, my wife!”

It was aching as hell, and I needed to do something to relieve the ache. I let my eyes greedily devour her glorious breasts before she reached out to touch them. I caressed Aceia's nipple with my thumb-finger. She stretched out, her back slightly arching, so that I could have a more erotic view. I played with her nipple. Her muffled moan electrified me. I was salivating over luscious breasts. Fuck! I shouldn't be guilty of feeling this because she's already my wife. But I should have consented to doing this, right? I can't restrain myself from doing it.

To avoid the disrespect, I rose to meet him, my body already leaning into a soft hug. The moment our bodies touched, a cold shiver traced a line down my spine, but it was quickly followed by a riot of butterflies in my stomach. A wave of heat rushed through me, threatening to ignite an explosion I barely contained. His scent was a heady mix of sharp lemon and earthy kola nut, a sweet and manly aroma that consumed my senses. The world around me blurred, the room fading into a hazy backdrop for the sudden, vivid fantasy playing out in my mind. But the internal ceremony, my captivating dream, was cut short. The hug lasted no longer than a heartbeat. He pulled away, the warmth gone, and turned t

she rolled her eyes. Ava snorted. “Yeah right. You're married but invisible to your husband. You see this is why I stay single. I hate being sex starved, I'd go crazy. Besides it's high time you stopped calling that a marriage and start calling it paperwork.” Cassia's cheeks flamed. “That's not fair. We've been married for three years and for the last two and a half, we had an exciting sex life, until…” “Until you became plus sized, right?” Ava asked.

She couldn’t help but feel proud of him and throws herself into his arms and hugged him tightly then kiss him all over his face and Chris laughed at her playful act. Chris managed to stop her and asked if she is that happy and she nodded yes with enthusiasm. "Tell me whatever you want and I will grant it for you" she said and Chris had a quick thought of what to ask "Forget about your ex" he told her and Laura is quick surprised to hear his request "I don't have an ex" she replied with clear eyes "Good one" "And come to think of it, I also cheated on him and got married to you" she said "Speaking of getting married, we haven't had the chance to consummate our marriage yet, a rainy night like

He asked, frowning “Not at all,” I replied, sighing. He was right. I was too excited about getting to see Alex before I left the house and couldn't imagine any other person being inside me aside from Alex. I knew how Mark enjoyed making love to me, and in order to keep my marriage in check, I had to satisfy Him. I didn't want him trying to satisfy his pleasure with other women, so I had to be careful. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.