My Flirtatious Substitute Husband Novels & Stories

"The way your fingers ... Ahhh .. Penetrate me .. and your lips suck my nipple. It's too much." He seemed to be happy because he hastened his movement even more. He is hitting my weak spot so I lifted my body. He smirked at me. “You came just me fingering your pussy hole and biting your nipple. Such a slutty wife.” He laughed softly to tease me. My face turned red and even though I had sweat on my neck, it was crimson. “Yes. I am your little whore.” I added to his flirt to me and opened my pussy even more. “So, shove it in me now. Give me your big fat cock, my husband.”

His swaying steps stiffened a bit, and his hand moved back up to the small of her back. She chuckled, and said, "Put your hand back on my ass. I liked it there, and I liked the feel of your hard dick against my leg. It makes me feel sexy. And that turns my husband on; he's a voyeur; he likes to watch me flirt with other guys." "Just flirt?" Kyle asked, as his hand drifted back down to cup the curve of her ass, and he looked over her shoulder for someone staring at them, intently. "I'm afraid so," she answered. "That's our deal. I get to get my juices flowing by being appreciated by strange men, but he gets to take me home and screw my brains out."

I pretended to be sad as I laid my head on his chest. "Aren't you on good terms with your husband?" he asked and I nodded sadly. “He doesn’t give me time anymore, he doesn’t have time to make me happy, even in bed,” I said flirtatiously. I heard him giggle as I felt him stick my body to his. "If you don't mind, I can give you pleasure, if you want to?" he whispered. I smiled and brought my breasts close to his chest. "No problem, we can do what you want. My husband won't catch us as long as we keep it a secret," I whispered in his ear. "It's better if we go now, let's not waste the time," he said while biting his lip.

“Are you flattered?” His eyes fluttered continuously and he brushed his fingers through the back of his neck. “Uh…uh…I don’t know what to say” “I think that you are a fine man…” I said in this coquettish voice as I shot him a wink. Bob gasped. “I don’t know what is going on right now…” I smirked, stepping forward, tilting my head, letting my hair fall over one shoulder. “You don’t need to know. I will make things quick right now. My husband and I are currently in an open marriage…”

"Last time I checked." "Hm." I tapped my chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. My husband is usually much more troublesome." Lucretius gasped. A genuine gasp. "Wifey." "He also climbs balconies." "Wifey." "And shamelessly flirts with me." "Wifey." "And keeps trying to convince me to bear his children." The look on his face made me laugh. Then he stepped forward until there was barely any space left between us. "And yet," he murmured, lowering his head slightly, "you still married him."

He didn't bother to look at my face, because obviously I wasn't the one he was craving. I'm just a replacement for his late wife. After teasing my skin I was already at the peak. I needed him to thrust instantly, I needed everything inside me. His manhood slid into me feeling the familiar warmth. This time it was smooth recognizing the resemblance, the fact that only him has screwed me. My enemy's son. My greatest temptation. He thrust deeper and faster, as I screamed loudly. I'm sure the whole mansion would have been turned ablaze by my voice. “I miss you, my wife,” he muttered, as he continued riding. Probably he was drunk or something was going through his head.

I smiled fakely at my evil stepsister. “He is Lucius, my boyfriend.” Husband. I wanted to say that instead but I know that would ruin the pretense. Dad will surely have a heart attack if I will say Lucius is my husband and we married secretly. “Hello, Lucius.” I gritted my teeth. What? After Theo. She wants to flirt with Lucius this time? She could dream on!

I smiled fakely at my evil stepsister. “He is Lucius, my boyfriend.” Husband. I wanted to say that instead but I know that would ruin the pretense. Dad will surely have a heart attack if I will say Lucius is my husband and we married secretly. “Hello, Lucius.” I gritted my teeth. What? After Theo. She wants to flirt with Lucius this time? She could dream on!

he seethed glinting his teeth and I clenched mine. “It’s not funny.” I strictly say. “I know. See Zara. Whatever that happened between myself and Becca was before I married you. I only flirt with her not bed her presently”, he said defensively. “Okay, husband.” I say in a low tone wanting to sound annoying as he made wife be when he called me that. “So, I think it’s cool to go around flirting with men, and not bed like you say” I say glaring at him, using his own point against him.

“Oh, I struck a nerve, did I?” “You have no right to say his name after what you’ve been doing,” I said, my hands curling into fists at my sides. Her expression flickered. “And what exactly have I been doing?” “Don’t play dumb,” I said. “You’ve been flirting with him since the moment you got here. The way you smile at him, the way you touch his arm... everyone can see it.” She blinked, then laughed. “Flirting? With your husband?” “Yes!”