Romans & histoires My Sexy Hotwife

She giggled and made me forget about getting sloppy seconds, by saying, "Yeah, I guess you would be...but I'm just in the mood for some real meat. I wanna trace all the veins on that big dick with my tongue...you'll like that...won't you?" I smirked, "Now sweet talk...and sexy promises?" "You know I'm good for all my promises...and you love your hot...sexy...super horny wife!" She gave me that sexy Tina grin, and went down on me again, but it didn't take long before I was bending her over the potting bench.

Taking off my uniform, I rushed to mum's room, trying out all her sexy nightwears, before settling for one with a plunge neckline. I also took a suction base dildo she'd hidden away since she got married. It wasn't as big as Frank's dick, but it would do. I leaned backwards, resting my back against the sofa as I turned on Frank's laptop. He had no idea that I knew his password. I was going to have so much fun with myself. I played the first p**n video I saw. It was a scene of a woman giving a passionate blowjob. 'Fuck, that was hot', I thought as the woman fit his entire dick in her mouth without gagging.

A man with dark sexual fantasies. His wife, Selena Cole, was the perfect wife for him. She was beautiful, elegant, and always by his side. To the world, she was the billionaire’s jewel—soft-spoken, graceful, dressed in silk and diamonds. But behind closed doors, she was exactly what Adrian wanted her to be: obedient. A toy he could mold, train, and display however he pleased.

"Your presence is so sexy today!" Sebastian Lim's wife was wearing a tight bikini that showcased her sexy curves. Her enticing apple-like breasts, tempting melons, and alluring hip contours left Sebastian unable to divert his gaze from her body. In Sebastian's eyes, there was no voluptuous woman as sexy as Tera. She was the only one who could be both curvaceous and super sexy, driving him wild with desire. Sebastian's eyes roamed over every inch of Tera's skin, filled with extraordinary admiration. His face was adorned with a brilliant expression, his happiness evident in his broad smile.

She really was carefree and did whatever she wanted. "Nice smile.." Ethan nearly jumped when a strange voice suddenly whispered in his ear. He stepped back and frowned, looking at the woman who was eye-fucking him in the open. "I heard your convo handsome… your wife not satisfying you? It's true what they say after all… beauty is not everything." The lady dressed in pink shorts and a spaghetti top said. "Back off." Was all Ethan could say, looking at the lady in disdain. "Come on handsome. I can help you with what your wife can't give you." She whispered, taking a sip of the pina colada in her hand.

And she would cry until she recognizes my ownership. I would carve a large 𝑊ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒 on her thick thighs with hot metal. Stupid bitch! "You called for me, Alpha," Sasha said in her most seductive voice. "Yes, I called for you," I said in an angry tone and she flinched. "Hey, take it easy." She said and fondled her breast. A loud moan erupted from her throat. My cock became erect. I puffed out the smoke and I set down the cigar on the plate in front of me. Her wolf was in heat.

I would have such an awesome climax. Just a big burst of cum into her married pussy. The MILF would take every drop. She was such a whore. A gloryhole slut that was bringing me to the brink of cumming. I groaned, burying to the hit in her. "Yes," I groaned. "Oh, wow, you have a tight snatch. Just an amazingly hot cunt!" "I know," she purred. "Just keep fucking me with that big dick." I did. I kept fucking her, my balls tightening. I just had to nut in her. I had to flood this married woman with my cum. The fact she was someone's wife, that she was cuckolding him, made this even hotter. She was such a sinner.

Cassie had just turned forty, and the milestone was hitting her like a freight train. She felt old, invisible, and convinced her best days were behind her. Her marriage to Derek was a hollow shell. They hadn’t had sex in over a year, and Cassie craved it more than anything else in the world. She was a deeply sexual woman…a self-proclaimed cock-hungry slut who had no shame about her appetite.

My wife is quite a tall gorgeous woman and would always avoid high heeled shoes because they made her look taller than me. So imagine my surprise when I saw she was wearing what looked like 6inch high heels for this man! In fact she had not worn sexy underwear of any sort for me. Ever! Now she looked every bit the Hotwife I had wanted her to be. She then ignored me and turned toward him, gently draping her slender arms around his neck and kissing him passionately and deeply. With her back facing me, her bottom was accentuated by the rake of those fabulous high heels. As she pressed up against him, his hands gently stroked her beautiful soft bottom.

I flinched so hard, I lost my balance and fell on my butt and trust me, the shit hurt like hell, it felt as if hot rocks had been implanted on my butt. “Sleeping on the bed obviously.” I replied, my voice louder and deeper than intended… I was in pain and I was angry as well. “I see you've grown some wings, wifey,” he had a devilish smirk on his face. Did he just call me WIFEY? I swear I asked internally but maybe I had said it out loud somehow. “Are you not my wife?” He asked, taking off his wristwatch. What the hell had come over him?