Married Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

"This place... it might be a bit much. If it freaks you out, we can turn right around and leave. No pressure." Jay reached up, his fingers lightly brushing over the edge of my mask. "Open the door, Jake," he murmured softly, his eyes heavy with arousal. My heart hammered against my ribs. I turned the handle and pushed the heavy door open. The red room was dimly lit, drenched in deep crimson light and thick with the scent of leather, sweat, and heavy perfume. Everywhere you looked, bodies were entangled. Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Anal sex, I mean. 'Yes,' I admitted, mildly embarrassed. 'And did you enjoy it?' 'Yes.' 'My ex-husband wanted to do it. And I never let him. Ever. It was about the only time I stood up to him and it gave me a little bit of control in my marriage. Once he nearly forced himself on me but I cried and he backed off.' She paused. 'I'm sorry if this is too much gory detail.' I was wondering where this conversation was leading, although I guess I had some idea.

It was the end of the day on Friday, and she didn't want me to email them as she shared the iPad with her husband. That weekend my wife was sick, so I had a lot of free time to work on a story for her after I put my kids to bed. It all seemed wrong, but I couldn't help myself. Jenny was intoxicating. Her personality, kindness, and looks. She was so attractive and working together we were talkie and more. I felt she would marry the woman if standings and cheated on my wife. The story was easy to write as it was just the fantasy I had between her and me! I wrote the story, re-read it, modified it, and finally was ready to share it. Reading the story myself was so hard as it was exactly what I

She lay back, spreading her legs slowly, showing him her cum-filled pussy. Marcus climbed onto the bed, crawling over her like a predator. He kissed her deeply again, tongues sliding sensually, while his hands roamed her body — squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her gasp into his mouth. He broke the kiss and moved lower, sucking one nipple into his mouth, biting it gently while his hand slid between her legs. Two thick fingers pushed into her cum-slick pussy, stirring his own load inside her. “Feel that?” he whispered hotly against her breast. “My cum is still deep in your married cunt. You’re such a filthy wife.”

He poured it directly onto my entrance before rubbing the tip of his dick against it. The pressure I felt was immediate as he pushed his hips forward. The pain was sharp as he stretched my tight little hole inch by inch. I gasped, digging my fingers into the sheets, but Cedric slid beneath me, his lean body positioned perfectly. His dick lubed up from my saliva earlier nudged my wet folds. "As you wish," he said, thrusting up in one fluid motion, filling my pussy to the brim. Lucien's girthy cock split my ass while Cedric's long dick hit past my cervix.

I love my husband so much but for the past few years now he has become inactive in bed, which has forced me to look for alternatives such as a dildo to quench my relentless sexual hunger. You have the most beautiful figure I could imagine and a sweet pussy. "Aiden said." I know you have been hooked on my cock with the way you find it. I love your cock so much Aiden I wish I to never get tired of your cock. I love how you make me cum with that huge cock of yours, it feels different each time you are riding on me.

“Take it, Victoria. Take it like the hungry wife you are.” He reached around her, his fingers finding me, wet and throbbing. He plunged two fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. The dual stimulation—feeling him fuck his wife while he fingered me—unraveled me. “Oh god,” I whimpered. “Look at her, Victoria,” Jonathan commanded, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Look at what you’re a part of.”

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.