Married Couples Sex Stories Novels & Stories

“We’re divorced. Stop harassing me.” Marco’s voice shook. “Aurora, I know you’re still angry at me. But that night, I swear I didn’t know the person they brought to me was you. Lina lied to me. She wanted to tear us apart. If you hate me because of that, she’s won!” His explanation made me laugh outright. “Hasn’t she succeeded? She married you. You two held a wedding in America.” Marco looked stunned, like he still believed I had no idea. “W-When did you find out?”

THE END Book started on 2021-05-05 Book ended on 2021-08-03 55 Chapters with 114k+ words. MARRIED SINGLES JOURNEY OFFICIALLY ENDED HERE Where did you find this book ? *One word for Married Singles. *Your favourite character from the book apart from leads ? *Few words for Prish ( Krish and his babes) *FAVORITE SCENE ? *MS ASKING YOU : Will YOU FORGET ME? Finally me your author : Thank you so much for showering your immense love on MS. I am little bit emotional now because my baby completed here.

Chapter 1: 3 Years Without A Cock Janet’s POV It's the third death anniversary of my husband. Three years without love… without care… without his big black cock. Three freaking years without having my legs spread apart to the edges of the bed as he banged me, cock hard in, breaking me just to fix me all over again. Three fucking years without the splash of his hot milk in my wrecked wet pussy, belly, and all over my dirty milf body. And three damn years without having my leaking cunt dripping a mix of his cum and my pussy juice after every wild session that leaves my legs shaking hours later.

It was not one of my fantasies to see my beautiful wife having sex with other guys. Let's face it, if she ever had sex with someone outside our marriage under normal circumstances, I'd divorce her in a heartbeat, no matter how much I loved her, and I loved her to the moon and back. I'd always questioned the stories of men who didn't care if their wives slept with other men, and even enjoyed watching them do it. So, I wasn't fond of imagining her with someone else. On the other hand, I'd offered to let her live her fantasies, even if at the same time, I would be living some of my own. I'd gone back and forth on it a dozen times, usually changing my mind a half dozen times in just a few hours.

If they thought that was a bad idea, they could tell me. Adam sank to the ground, pulling me with him. I ran my hands across his belly before pulling down his trunks and putting my mouth on his cock. He made a strangled sound, and I sucked on him, hard, crouched between his thighs, not giving him a chance to adjust. Will lifted me to my knees, stripping off my bikini and touching me, spreading me open, nudging me with the head of his cock. He knew exactly how much sex I hadn’t been having since the divorce. Then I was filled up; the hot, thick length of Will inside me and hard thrust of Adam’s cock in my mouth. It was what I wanted, bone deep and mindless. I couldn’t establish any sort of rh

He had an average job in banking, average build, and an average 5-inch cock that had never quite satisfied her. They'd been married three years, and the fantasy had started as pillow talk. "What if a real man fucked me while you watched?" she'd teased one night after he'd cum too quickly again. It escalated to new fantasies and wishes every njght, but one thing Cindy noticed was thst anytime she talked about her hotwife fantasy Mark's cums freehand like a broken facuet. Cindy kept her fantasy to herself, always masturbating to her lewd thoughts, but never acting on them. She wanted to remain a prim and proper wife to her husband…..keeping their bed undefiled.

I'm around 5'1" tall, although I am almost always in some kind of heel unless I am working out or doing something physical. I'm educated and I have a good job. I married my college sweetheart, Robert. He went by Bob in school, but when he started his career, he thought being more formal was a good thing. He is in pharmaceutical sales so he does travel a bit, but it's usually only for a couple nights every other week. We live in Deerfield, IL in a nice neighborhood. We have good friends including a couple who lives across the street in their late 30's. We hang out with them frequently on Friday or Saturday night if neither of us have plans. Saturday was date night when we first got married, b

I held her, rocking her gently, as the world, which had been so close to breaking, finally began to stitch itself back together again. "W... Why? Why?" She kept asking why I had to do what I did to her in the bedroom, but I'm only concerned about the fact that she is getting to understand me, even on our first day together as a married couple. The air in the room, thick with the scent of perfume and burning candles, now felt heavy with her silent suffering.

He didn't object as I stripped, fell to my knees in front of him, unzipped his jeans, and got him hard. And he definitely wasn't complaining as I lay him down on the bed, slowly lowering my sopping wet pussy onto his erection, then rode him to two orgasms before he came inside me. My husband and I have a good sex life - we knew how important it was to keeping a marriage alive, especially after kids. Nothing fancy, or kinky - just two healthy adults with a strong attraction to each other. I enjoy sex, Aaden enjoys sex. If it ain't broke, y'know?

My cock moved in and out her tight pussy so fast, slick splattering our bodies. Five years being married to this woman and I can't still get enough. Letting go of her legs, I held onto her bouncing tits, fingenails scraping the pointed buds. "Remember our honeymoon?" I murmured, giving her long strokes, cock shiny with cunt cream. "You begged me to fuck you on the beach." She laughed breathlessly, rubbing my swollen clit. "How could I forget? We almost got arrested. But who fucking cares, you fucked my butthole to pieces that day."