Naughty Wife Spanked Novels & Stories

“Thrust those fingers inside your soaked little cunt. I want to see what I still own.” Her mouth opened and her eyes flashed in protest but I didn’t give her a chance to do it as I warned, “Say your next words very carefully, wife. Because I am ready to spank your arse and that wet little pussy.” She pressed her lips together. And this time she didn’t hesitate and made me wait. She bit down on her lower lip and without any argument she slid a finger inside her pussy. ____ A. Gupta

Cheesy, and I probably should not be saying that but at the moment, I couldn't care less. My hand went underneath her nightgown to cup her pussy and when my flesh collided directly with hers, I growled like an animal and reluctantly tore my lips from hers. "No panties, my naughty wife?" The statement was followed by a punishing spank to her pussy. She was already soaked for me. Liya was perfection. "None, husband. What are you going to do about it?" Her voice was so needy, and she pushed her pussy into my hand even more as she spoke.

She is Dia Karan Kundra and can make this king bow to her feet too. But suddenly she started wriggling out of the blue to get out of my lap. And to be honest, the main sufferer was me who was getting a massage on my boner with her ass moving on it making my poor baby down there feel pain. For God Sake.. wifey! Stop before I lose my sanity. Your naiveness can cause me lose my good boy image, I say to myself. 'Aww... poor boy and your little one. I truly feel pity for you both. Don't worry my condolences are with you', my subconscious mocked and laughed while I glared.

She shouted as her patience ran out and pain became unbearable but I held her hands pinned behind her back as I kept spanking it harder and harder. "What did you think? We are husband and wife now so I won't punish you for defying me and will make love to you? You're so wrong babes because you made one hell of a mistake by running away " I told her as i kept spanking her ass more barbarously until it turned bleeding red.

It was obvious that he was teasing the waitress and me. "And you are a playboy that will hit even a goat walking on the road as long as it wears a skirt," the woman insulted my friend. I secretly laughed because my friend seemed to have found his match. After all, not all women are obsessed with him. "And who do you want me to hit? You? Maybe you're angry because I'm using this condom on someone else and not on you? Don't worry because when I'm drunk while drinking in this bar I'm sure I'll hit on you too," Alex continued to tease the woman, whose face suddenly turned red with anger when she heard what he said. The woman's clenched her right fist rose in the air and was about to punch my fr

Nathan explained, placing his hands on the desk. “Is she prettier than me? Is she bustier than me? Does she moan to your satisfaction the way I do? Can she suck better me? I’m pretty sure her pussy isn’t as tight as mine.” Stella began to yell at him. “ Just shut it. Don’t you dare talk about my wife that way. I suggest you start treating me with respect if you love your job so much. God, your boobs are literally fighting to spill out of your shirt. Dress like a secretary not a fucking slut when you come to work. Don’t provoke me because you have every idea what I am capable of.” Nathan concluded with a death look.

He fisted her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at the mirror across from the bed. “Look at yourself,” he growled, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Look at the neighbor fucking you raw in your husband’s bed.” “Ahhh… yes! Spank me again, fuckkk… I’m such a dirty wife!” Another hard slap landed, then another. Lisa’s pussy fluttered around him, gripping tighter with every thrust. He fucked her relentlessly through her first orgasm. She came hard, soaking his cock and the sheets, moaning shamelessly. But he didn’t slow down. He flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs wide and high, folding her in half as he drove even deeper.

Humiliation and fury churned inside me as I said, "Sinead, I don't care what excuses you have. The two of you have dirtied my home. Get out. Both of you." Dirty. Sinead finally realized she had crossed a line. She released her grip, and her tone softened. "I'm sorry. I was just afraid you would..." She trailed off and shook her head. "Forget it. We both need some time to calm down." She was afraid I would hurt Zachary. Or maybe she was afraid I would cause a scene and expose the truth. It was all the same. The only way I could stay calm was by falling back on my usual restraint. This house belonged to me before we got married, and their presence disgusted me. "Get out."

Catherine replied. Claudia was enraged and she lifted her hand to slap Catherine, but she held her hand in mid-air and said. "If you ever lay your filthy hands on me, I will amputate them for you. Filthy second-handed." Catherine said and pushed her so hard that she hit her head on the wall.

She looked ridiculous and arousing at the same time in a way that made me want to disappear. "Yes, Miss Catherine," he replied in a falsely high voice. "I've been very, very bad." "Then you know what happens to bad boys." What followed was a scene that would haunt my nightmares forever. The woman bent her husband over a chair and began spanking him with the ruler while he made exaggerated moaning sounds that suggested this was not punishment but rather enthusiastic foreplay. "Oh god, no, no, NO!" I screamed mentally, desperately trying to escape the horrifying scene. "AXEL! TAKE ME TO AXEL!"