Married Erotica Novels & Stories

Mr. Edmund stayed buried deep inside Margo’s pulsing cunt for a long moment, his chest pressed to her back, both of them breathing hard. His cum was already leaking out around his thick cock, trickling down her thighs and soaking the tops of her black stockings. She felt claimed. Owned. Perfectly used. He finally pulled out slowly, making her whimper at the sudden emptiness. A thick glob of his seed dripped onto the expensive Persian rug beneath the table. He didn’t seem to care.

I nodded as I grabbed my boob and pinched my nipple slightly. I curled my toes, reached back, and clawed at his arm. "Cum, slut" My body obeyed the command at once. I screamed, my cum sprayed everywhere. In a few seconds, Damon slammed his cock into me a few more times. Then she released shots of his hot cum into my ass and pulled out. His cum dripped out of my ass onto the floor, mixing with my cum. We lay down side by side, catching our breaths. "Ella"

“But… I saw him again today. We talked, then I went to his place.” Mia’s eyes widened. “Girl! Are you catching feelings or what?” “No!” I said quickly. “It’s just… the sex is really good. Like, insanely good. He knows exactly how to touch me, how to make me cum so hard I can’t think straight. But I told him it has to stop. I can’t keep doing this.” Mia grinned. “Yet you just did it again.” I sighed. “I know. I’m weak. Every time he looks at me, my body just… reacts. I get so wet so fast. It’s embarrassing.”

When he pressed against my back, I felt something cool and smooth against my inner thigh, the spine of a book. “Lady Chatterley’s Lover,” he said softly, voice dripping with dark amusement. “One of my favorites for nights like this.” He dragged the edge of the closed book slowly along my soaked pussy, the leather teasing my swollen clit. I whimpered, pushing back, but he held me still. “Patience,” he chided. “We’re going to use literature properly tonight.” He set the book aside and replaced it with his cock, rubbing the thick head through my folds, mixing our juices. Then he thrust in deep from behind, making the ladder shake slightly.

Elias’s eyes narrowed. Mia slapped my face hard. “Answer him, slut.” “I… I fucked Ryan,” I whispered shamefully. “In the motel. I rode him while he slept at first… then he woke up and hate-fucked me.” Elias chuckled darkly. “Pathetic. Mia, show her how a properly trained toy behaves.” Mia immediately crawled between Elias’s legs and took his cock back into her mouth, sucking him with wet, sloppy, devoted strokes… deepthroating him until her nose pressed against his pelvis, gagging but never pulling away. Elias groaned in pleasure.

Then Mike took control once more, pushing Derek down onto the couch and fucking into his tight ass with long, sensual thrusts, baby oil squelching obscenely around his pistoning cock. Back and forth they went, verse and hungry, switching who topped and bottomed multiple times. Positions blurred—missionary with legs over shoulders, doggy style with ass cheeks spread wide, riding, standing, even pressed against the wall for a few intense minutes. Every thrust was accompanied by dirty talk laced with fading denial. “I’m not gay… but your hole is so fucking tight.” “This doesn’t mean we’re boyfriends. Just two horny married dudes using each other.” “Never again after tonight… now fuck me deeper.

You will encounter moments of intense passion, where the boundaries of pleasure are pushed to their limits, and instances of raw brutality, where the darkest aspects of human nature are laid bare. As you navigate this journey, you will be confronted with the raw intensity of BDSM, where the balance of pain and pleasure is a delicate art. You will witness the power dynamics of manipulation and submission, where control can be both a weapon and a gift. And you will be drawn into the irresistible allure of the forbidden, where the thrill of danger heightens every touch, every whisper, every breath.

“I knew they published things like that. Did you want to borrow it to help you get comfortable with reading it? I know it’s not for everyone.” Zach looked at her in surprise. He hadn’t guessed she would be into reading things like that. He had assumed the main demographic was middle aged and older women. “I’m allowed to pass on the opportunity to edit BDSM erotica,” he explained. “That’s nice of your boss,” Emilia agreed. “Have you told your CEO best friend about your discovery?” It had been a few days since he had had any contact with Darien. His romantic feelings were almost gone, he could contact him now. He would be able to pretend everything was normal.

Marissa tried to cover her body with her arms but I quickly pinned them behind her back, leaving her helpless with her mouth still stuffed. “Doesn’t she have such a nice body?” I asked, showing my girlfriend’s body off to Forest. “I know she is into girls but I also know that hasn’t stopped you from picturing what her perky tits look like. Or her plump little ass.” I gave Marissa a spank that sent a visible jolt through her body. I slid my hand down the back of her panties and found her opening drenched with arousal. “Mmm, I think you might actually like sucking his cock after all.” I teased Marissa, sliding a finger slowly up into her dripping cunt.

Their beautiful, interracial, extramarital mating session, had finally completed. Eventually, the bedroom fell silent, without a sound other than the heavy breathing of the two lovers. Amanda laid there for a moment, on all fours. Her large breasts were smushed into the bedspread, her back covered in a sheen of sweat. Her ass was red from the slapping it received, her pussy inflamed from the utterly manly pounding Darius had just given it. She had never been so sexually satisfied. Somehow, it was only then that she remembered she wasn't on birth control.