Ninja Braless Wife Novels & Stories

And more importantly, he had no reason to see me as a threat. Because I wasn’t. At least, not to her. My mind had been claimed, and it wasn’t by Nina. We were still dancing when Maya stormed up. She wore a bikini top the color of dried blood, and a sheer wrap clung to her hips. It didn’t cover much. “Married women should stick to their husbands,” she said coldly, eyes locked on Nina. Nina didn’t flinch. “Maybe desperate women should borrow some self respect,” Nina said, lips curling just enough to provoke her.

The outfit highlighted her figure and showcased her long legs, causing more than a few heads to turn at her beauty. Considering the occasion, Jayden, also ditched his usual formal attire. Instead, he opted for a more casual yet stylish look, wearing ash-blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and a brown leather jacket. The outfit gave him a youthful and relaxed appearance, making him stand out in the crowd. As the husband-wife pair entered the venue, they left everyone in awe with their heaven-defying looks and undeniable chemistry. Though an introvert herself, Nora knew how to party to the fullest. In a joyous mood, she dragged Nina on the dance floor and took it upon herself to ensure that the latte

Only then was he able to see it clearly, and it was enough to make him go crazy. His wife had on floral lace cutout underwire lingerie, the color a vibrant red. The thongs, if they could be classified as one, had a net that covered the crotch, and they were held together by three tiny ropes. The bra was a mesh net, and he could see her pale, creamy boobs from the net, not that it covered much. If you focused hard, you could see her pink nipple hardening into a bud. "Wow." He exclaimed, feeling heat all over him even though the weather was cool. Who had given her all these. They hadn't gone shopping, so there was no way she would have gotten it herself.

I murmured under my breath, channeling my annoyance at hitting the backspace button, deleting all the progress I had made in the last thirty minutes. A chair scraped against the floor, slicing through the thick, galling silence in the room. I lifted my gaze, and my anger instantly melted into lust when I saw what my wife was wearing or not wearing; I’m not sure how I should put it in words. She has a red mesh babydoll on - I think that’s what that kind of dress is called - and a very, very thin lace panties underneath. No bra.

She then took off her bra and did a slow twirl. “Fuck…” Jack hissed seeing her full breasts bounce around. He now regretted allowing her to cuff him down. He wanted to feel those lush breasts in his hands and suck them like there was no tomorrow. Nina smirked and turned, her back facing him. She then took off her jeans slowly, making sure her ass was in full view. Jack’s rod twitched. It was already standing to attention albeit at a bending angle. It was curved and shaped like a banana. Only it was bigger in size.

"I'm talking to you, answer me? Do you know what you are putting on? Do you know how expensive that is? That shirt fucking means alot to me. And I will need you to go take it off this minute" He narrowed his eyes on her. "How am I supposed to talk like this?" She said, gesturing her hands to his that was around her neck. He rolled his eyes and pushed her , till she almost stumbled on the sofa behind her. "I found my way there and decided to take these clothes since I didn't allow myself to take some back in Kinka. So I didn't think borrowing yours would be a problem. But it does not matter if it's ok or not. You are my husband and get to take whatever I want and trust me, you can't stop me

wife? "He's your tea" I say placing the tray in front of them and pouring into their glasses. "Thank you" they said taking a, sip. I sat down next to Brian and he wrapped his hands round my waist. I looked at him but he faked a smile as if he didn't know what he was doing. "Would you mind joining us for breakfast. my wife is really a great cook" Brian tells them What is wrong with him? "Sure we will" Jake reply

"Mmm. Keep doing that." Minutes passed, and Amanda decided to roll over, pulling her running shirt off in the process. Only her tight fitting sports bra remained, her busty tits bursting beneath the elastic fabric. She wanted to get naked for Darius, and her husband. She looked towards Brent, asking again, "Baby. I'm going to take off my bra. Is that okay?" Brent glanced over, and nearly gasped when he realized that his wife wasn't wearing any panties. She was simply laying naked on the couch for Darius's feasting eyes.

Nina smiled at him, standing before him in a stunning lingerie set that perfectly showcased the toned figure she had achieved after hours of swimming and workouts. Carlos desired Nina intensely, consumed by what was next. He watched his beautiful, confident assistant, unable to resist her goddess-like appearance in lingerie. Her lacy bra barely contained her straining nipples, showcasing her ample, perky breasts. Her gaze, full of desire, held his as she slowly unhooked her bra, letting it fall to reveal herself.

She had posed, leaning on the balcony like railing of the box. I stopped in my tracks, taking in the raw unfiltered beauty of the woman who was my wife. She was wearing a white shimmering dress that hugged her body. The bodice was dipped low, and I didn't need anyone to tell me she wasn't wearing a bra. I swallowed, and allowed my eyes go down,and almost shot my load. The slit of the dress ran high into her thigh. Almost to her waist. And the way she posed, with a hand hooked at the top of the slit, made it even more pronounced.