Our Wives Under The Sea Explained Novels & Stories

I stared at the lady in a stunning blue dress and glass stilettos. She slowly took off the shades she had on, revealing her piercing brown eyes, and my heart stopped. Vivian’s expression mirrored mine as her eyes bulged out in shock. She gasped audibly beside me. “Ms. Ophelia… THE CEO of Westbrook Limited.” Her assistant ushered behind her. My jaw dropped involuntarily. Standing before me, looking more elegant and poised than I ever imagined, was my ex-wife—Ophelia.

As nightfall approached, I anxiously fiddled with my dress, waiting for Marc to enter the room as he had promised. Earlier, there had been a heated argument among his wives, with Jade, the third wife, who claimed that she was told she would be the last. Blair, on the other hand, couldn't bear the thought of sharing her husband with another woman more beautiful than her and demanded that I be kicked out. Rona simply insisted that Marc sends me packing without offering a reason. As a maid led me to the bedroom, I already knew that my time here would not be easy. Never in my twenty years of existence did I imagine that I would end up marrying a man with three wives and becoming the fourth.

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

It feels like we are underwater—the sea at 6:30 pm. The only thing I can see is my wife standing next to the pole in what I’m certain is a very light blue lingerie. The top is very small, leaving so much cleavage out and just covering her nipples; the bottom is covering only the front of her pussy, her entire ass on display.

Illarion said, unintentionally smiling when he said that. Queen Zaina shook her head, and a grin appeared on her thin rose coloured lips. "Unfortunately, females don't seek out their mates because they miss them. Instead, it's because they are hungry. The long journey makes them so hungry. Moreover, the females cannot open their mouths during the journey because they carry their fish babies. So when the female fish arrive in the east again, they become fierce predators for their husbands."

The wives kissed each other messily while he fucked them, tongues sliding, moaning into each other’s mouths with every hard thrust. Marcus suddenly pulled out and sat against the headboard. “Come here. Both of you. I want you to ride me together.” Lila straddled his lap first, facing him. She sank down onto his thick cock with a long, satisfied moan, taking every inch until he was buried to the balls. Sophia straddled his face, lowering her soaked pussy onto his waiting tongue. The two wives faced each other, kissing passionately as they moved. Lila rode his cock with deep, rolling motions while Sophia ground her clit against his skilled tongue. Their hands roamed over each other’s breasts,

She felt the water over her tongue and down her throat, filling the vacuum of air, before being pushed out on an exhale. Her vision in the water cleared, and she could see that the carvings above continued below, and amongst the craggy rocks were statues of merfolk fucking, or twisted in passionate embraces, mouth to mouth. Niarthen’s tail wrapped around hers as they sank onto a rocky altar, made for the purpose of Mer matings underwater, the shell-grit sediment around them glittering with the athames of past matings as they completed theirs, Niarthen driving his cock into her, his moan a siren song suddenly audible in the water as she came and he followed.

Then leaned down. His rough, dark-gold-marked hand trembled as it reached out. Fingers touched the corner of her tired eye. On the radar behind him— A green coordinate flickered. Seven thousand meters beneath the sea. Something ancient was watching. His voice was rough, unstable: “You’re tired…” His thumb brushed her skin slowly. “Is it because of that thing under the sea…” A pause. “…or because of me?”

A few days ago, I never would have thought that I would be at the bottom of the ocean, swimming with the sirens. A tale to tell one day… From my time with Deliana and Lavina it was obvious they did not want this war, and they had hopes I would be the one to be able to change the Sea Emperor’s mind. The closer we got, the more restless and snappy Deliana got. I knew it was because she wasn’t looking forward to seeing Queseidon, knowing the truth that I was her daughter was going to be revealed and his wrath would follow. It was several hours later when we finally reached the magnificent golden undersea castle of the imperial ruler. It was breath-taking, with several turrets and towers, jewel-

Ellie's POV The journey underneath the water which is a sea here has been risky and troublesome with the heavy waves of the water body. After getting and putting on our kits, I thought that we would be transported by a submarine to the exact place we are going downwards not going we are going by ourselves dressed like those professional divers who go under the water to make scientific research, we are having the same experience here, just that we aren't for scientific research.