Mature Hot Wife Stories Novels & Stories

After seeing the person on the sofa clearly, Whit Ben nodded: "That is Mo Grandma's only granddaughter, Mo Han." A woman who looks good enough to talk with William Black, Mary Kinson naturally thinks of their relationship, "Ex-girlfriend?" Whit Ben coughed fiercely: "This... I don't know this. How dare I ask about the life of the seventh master?" Mary Kinson skimmed her lips disapprovingly: "Seven masters is normal to have an ex-girlfriend." "Sister, don't say this in front of the Seventh Master." Mary Kinson nodded with a smile.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

He still stubbornly held me, which made me strike his face. At last, that managed to make him release me, but his eyes were still filled with determination not to let me go. I knew his unyielding nature too well. “Sir, I don’t know who she is. But touching someone else is a crime.” “You are my wife.” This crazy bastard. Now he was claiming me as his wife. I truly wanted to scream those words in his face, but I forced myself to control my breathing. “Your wife? Wasn’t she already dead? I don’t know who she is.”

he started with a pure sexy voice. “Every slutty story is true. I am married, but we have an understanding that I will never be monogamous with her and I have been with a lot of girls. I’ve had dozens of women beg for this cock, right now I want you begging. I want to spread these legs and eat your shaved pussy until you’re sobbing my name. I want your throat stuffed with my dick until mascara runs down your pretty face. I want to fuck you so hard and deeply you feel me for days.” I was shaking, my pussy clenching around nothing.

And the whole dynamic made my cunt gush so hard I felt it drip onto the floor beneath me. Then a hand came from nowhere and smacked my ass again. Yes! Yes! Yes! Another greedy hand found my breasts, squeezing and dragging my nipples. Someone's fingers pushed inside my pussy from behind without warning, fingering frantically and I arched back against him. My helpless moans gagging on the dildo while Clyde watched from his chair as he stroked his throbbing cock. And there we were… Five men in a circle. Me at the center. Submitting to them naked, on my hands and knees. And the night had barely begun… What more could a slut wife like me want?

A Hot wife uses her charms to close the deal. NB: If you've read the previous episodes on Eva, you will know that my wife Eva and I began exploring her showing herself off in various manners which led to her beginning to fuck other men while I watched and joined in. I had always been present to enjoy her sexual adventures until recently. We talked about the possibility of her having sex with another man then coming home to tell me all about it. It was just talk and fodder for our fantasies. Neither one of us ever thought it would happen. We are both in our mid-30's with a couple of kids and those opportunities don't happen to people like us or so we thought.

I wasn't any little whore; I was in love with my husband and wanted a peaceful, healthy marriage with vanilla sex where I was treated with love and respect, unlike his father, who asked me to crawl and get on my knees and who treated me like a slut. Yes, I admit, dirty sex; the steamy, forbidden way he touched me; the way he pounded me so hard like it was the first and last time; and the way he came all over me, it all was so fifty shades of hot. It turned me on so much it fulfilled my sex fantasies, but I was a woman; I wanted a family; I wanted to be a loving, decent mother one day. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, holding my head in place as he pushed his cock deep inside my throat. I gagged. “Fuck

"No you did it go overboard! My friend, its fact, cold hard fact! If you would see my balls you would chicken on your saliva so blue as they are!! We haven't had sex in months! And she thinks that is alright? As a wife depriving your husband from that kind of physical affection for no good, why? Come one! No!! I have had enough of her sick games! I don't want her back! I just want to stay as far away as possible from her and try to find some peace and happiness back in my life. Hopefully there is still a woman out there who wants to have me who actually likes to have sex a lot!" He muttered frustrated to Lenard who looked at him feeling sorry for his friend.

I asked her what her type was when it came to women, and she told me that she liked them young. “How come?” I asked. “Because I like to be in control, and I find that younger women tend to be more submissive to older women who know how to take charge.” she said. “And you like that?” “I love it. Give me a pretty little submissive 20 year old, and I’ll have her doing things that would make her father blush.” she said, looking into my eyes. If only she knew how true those words would ring later on down the line. At first, I wasn’t sure what to think about the idea of my wife and daughter engaging in intimate acts, and the more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. I decided to let them

Nathan scoffed, a sly smirk settling around his lips as he signaled to Luke to lock the door and guard it. “I’m offended, were you not expecting me, Kendrick? After what you did…to my wife?” Nathan sneered as he circled around the bed like a predator hunting for his prey and waiting for when to strike. "What are you talking about, man?" Kendrick asked, his voice laced with feigned innocence. He paused, his eyes narrowing as he stretched out a finger, his gaze locking onto Nathan's face. "Oh, it's you. Nathan. I thought you were still on your honeymoon with that..slut," he spat, his lips curling in distaste. "And I didn't do anything to your...wife. She came to me, begging for a fu