Married Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

His other hand pressed hard into the wall beside my head, caging me in. God, the way he was pushing against me- as if he wanted to join our bodies to one. His body pressed together with mine so tight I could feel even his heartbeat...especially the way his cock was poking hard against my stomach. Oh my God. He was hard. Like really hard. His kiss got hotter. Sloppier and erotic. Tongue deep in my mouth, stealing all my breath. And I kissed him back. Because I couldn’t help it. My fingers curled into his shirt, my body trembling from how intense it felt.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

He took a condom from the side of the bed. He will really claim her body! She didn't know why she didn't get up and just kept watching his every move. Eventually, he poked the head of his manhood to her wetness and rubbed it several times. She closed her eyes again and bit her lip hard. He slowly inserted the head of his maleness into her hole. "Ahhggghhh! Sh*t! Ahhh!" His successive growl as he slowly buried his "thing". He slammed into her as he continued to press it inside.

I went faster while she held on to me even tighter and with one final deep thrust ,I released my seed into my sister in law in a hot rush without thinking while she squirted her creamy juices all over my dick . It had been a long long night. We both lay there ,basking in the after thoughts of our sin , holding each other until we both slept off .

Twenty-five men. Twenty-five stories. One thing they all have in common is desire. Some men fall for the person they were never supposed to want. A forbidden crush on a straight boss. A brother's best friend who was always off-limits. A divorce lawyer who becomes far more than a professional. A bodyguard who gets dangerously close to his client. A fake boyfriend who doesn't stay fake for long. A retired adult-film star determined to leave his past behind, until someone recognizes the man he used to be. There are also rivals who can't stand each other, roommates who discover an attraction they never expected, supposedly straight married men whose lives are turned upside

In and out, slow at first, curling upward to hit that spot that made my toes curl. I added a third finger, stretching myself, thrusting faster while my thumb kept up the pressure on my clit, flicking and grinding until my breaths came in short, ragged bursts. The bathroom echoed with the soft, wet sounds of my fingers working me over, pushing me closer to the edge I'd been denied earlier and it didn't take long before I was cumming in my bathroom with my husband snoring on the other side of the door. I'd married Marcus for love. He made me laugh, supported my dreams, and treated me like I was the center of his universe in every area except this one.

She leaned in, capturing his mouth again, her tongue tangling with his in a passionate dance as she rode him harder, faster, chasing the climax that threatened to consume them both. The rain intensified, drumming against the bricks above, a primal beat that seemed to match the pounding of their hearts. Jax's hands roamed over Kira's curves, mapping the contours of her body as he lifted her off his cock only to slam her back down, driving himself deeper into her clenching depths. She cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her breasts bouncing with each forceful thrust. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the air, a lewd symphony that left no doubt about the intensity of their passion

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

-No, please don't ask me to be your lover. -No, no way, this is just a meeting between friends, a couple of friends who love and understand each other, that's all, Tere. -Well, you've taken a weight off my shoulders. -And you, Tere, what have you done with your life, are you happy? -Yes, I am very happy, I married a wonderful man who loves and understands me, I have three children, they are all three men, but they are my adoration and I am theirs.