Novel & Cerita Married Erotic Stories

He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off. Ever since we got married, Julian never spent time with me. It was always work and the little time we managed to spend, he was always on his laptop. At night, whenever I approach him for sex. He always denies me and sometimes starts but sleeps off midway. Even the little times we even spent, I never enjoyed it and he had never for once released inside of me before. I always ended up watching p**n to make myself feel at ease. It's been five good years yet I'm still deprived from sex and honestly it's been exhausting and emotionally draining.

Three Hung Strangers Destroyed My Tied-Up Married Body While My Husband Sat Just Feet Away I was completely broken. Tied spread-eagle on the massage table like a filthy sacrifice, panties stuffed in my mouth, silk scarf gagging me, my married pussy swollen, dripping, and throbbing after back-to-back orgasms. And the three massive studs weren’t even close to finished. Jax climbed onto the table first, his thick, veiny cock slapping against my soaked folds. Without warning, he slammed every inch into my cunt in one brutal thrust.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

“Adrian!” Soon he was done with me, while we both kept breathing loudly like our lives depended on it. Sex? It was both heavenly and pleasurable. And Adrian was the man who made me feel that to my core. I just fucked my patient. “Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked while I smiled. “Maybe because I just fucked my attractive patient.” We kissed, and this could be the end of the journey for the therapist and the patient’s story, but a new beginning for lovers who find their path.

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I took a glimpse of my watch and turned back to her. “It is almost time for Physics class,we have to go and grab lunch.” “Sure…” We started walking to the cafeteria and I could swear that I caught Anna throwing weird stares at me. We stood on the line with our trays in our hands. Anna bent over and whispered into my ears. “Maybe we should read some of your erotic stories while we eat.” My body went cold. There was no way in hell I was letting someone else read my diary. There were quite a lot of erotic and sex scenes in it and the worst part was that they were not mine. They were about my friends or random students I randomly pair up in my head.

He rose, cock slick from my juices. "On all fours now!" I obeyed, arching back. He entered slow, savoring. "Love how you take it." We fucked missionary next, legs wrapped tight. Deep kisses, bodies slapping. "You're my dirty secret and my addiction." He came hard, grinding deep. Cum mixed with my wetness, pooling under us.

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