Seducing Married Men Novels & Stories

I shout, then stop, closing my mouth and feeling guilty. “I’ve been what, seducing you?” My eyes widen and I look at him incredulously. A grin is now on his lips, “Did you only realize that now?” he chuckles, a little mischievously, as he licks his lips while staring directly at my eyes. “I’ve been seducing you since I approached you earlier.” I fell silent. Disbelief filled my eyes. Is he serious? seducing a married woman? Does he have an ulterior motive?

"My apologies. Now listen to me. What I'm about to disclose to you is the secret to a sweet marriage. You know men need three things in their lives. Food, true love and sex. If a man gets a lady who's a great cook, loves him and good in bed...trust me... he'll never let go" "For real? So, you're saying to capture my husband's soul, I have to make out with him? That's nice but it won't be possible. Trust me. He dislikes me and won't come close to me. We only hold hands during family events or when we attend parties. He won't do that. So it's not possible" "And who said it's impossible? It's very possible, trust me. No guy can stand series of seduction and seeing his wife nakedness. No man"

Beth continued, "Good! Sally and Janet offered to give you the greatest incentive for you to lose weight - you will get to have wild passionate sex with them for a full weekend." Beth, Sally, and Janet knew how I lusted after all three of them. But, I only have had sex with Beth. Despite Sally and Janet each being happily married, their husbands were turned on by the thought of a thinner me ravaging their wives. They and I always loved when our wives wore revealing bathing suits, giving the other men embarrassing erections. It made us husbands want to take them home and fuck them for hours. And when the six of us were together, we each knew the other men wanted to fuck our wife.

I am lying underneath my husband. He is moving. I am pretending. That is the summary of my marriage in two sentences. Michael Thomas, wealthy, handsome, completely clueless who finishes in four minutes flat, rolls off me like I am a hotel pillow he has rearranged for comfort, and falls asleep before I can exhale. No asking if I got there. No checking if I am still breathing. Just the soft, satisfied grunt of a man who believes he has just done something impressive and the immediate, offensive sound of his snoring filling the room.

“ Oh, what the... Romantic. “ the blonde girl smiled hesitantly, although she found the idea of getting married in Las Vegas anything but romantic “ Like in the movies... “It really is, isn't it? “ the red-haired woman smiled, but her subtly mocking expression had Charlie snapping at her mouth “ It must have been quite a proof of love coming from Mr. Sullivan, no? Such a methodical and elegant man, giving up a traditional and imposing wedding, which could be filled with guests of the highest rank, just to be able to marry you as soon as possible, even if it meant not introducing you properly to society like his wife... so touching. “ she tilted her head, which made that little smile even mor

I set it down beside him, turn it so the back is to him, then straddle it. "What does that mean?" His voice is weak. "What does that fucking mean!" He screams, shaking in place, and I regret not cutting his tongue out. "It was a decision your wife came to after learning of your activities outside the holy bond of matrimony." "Ahhh!" His scream fills the room. "This one's loud, boss," Leon contributes from behind me. Brandishing the saw, I speak. "They all are. Let's cut Marco here some slack." "Humph!" He huffs but doesn't complain further.

“That’s my secret weapon. I’ve been married two times and men need physical intimacy. Since he’s not getting it from her, I can turn on the charm and offer it if he marries me.” “He’s managed for thirty-five years without doing it.” “Which is why he’ll be that much more vulnerable to me.” “I don’t agree with you. I’ve seen him do business, and he keeps a very cool head no matter what situation he’s in. Well, perhaps that wasn’t true with Sue Lewis. He did have to call a guard to throw her out of the bank.” The woman cringed. “That’s even more of a reason for

I spoke quickly when I noticed that he was ready to show his girlie side again. "Sir, are you gay?" I ask thar. He closed his eyes and then looked at me evilly. He pointed at me and was ready to speak again when I went ahead of him again. "Just making sure," I smiled and went inside. I passed him while his hand was floating in the air because he was pointing at me earlier. Wait? Eh, isn't that better? I need to seduce him, but as soon as I entered his condo, I was having second thoughts. Madam Anastasia has told me to give myself up to make his son a true man.

It contained all my likes and dislikes and even my pictures and my daily activities but. I was still trying to understand everything when I suddenly came across a note. I read the note and my eyes widened in shock. The note read: "Looks like you have succeeded in breaking your home with your own foolishness. From henceforth, you are not allowed to meet any of your past husbands for any reason at all. Luckily for you I dated Kris the same time as Gilbert and they had both proposed to me. I wanted to keep Kris waiting for a year but I see you have brought him closer to yourself on your own. He wants to marry me right away so just get ready tomorrow morning because that's when the wedding is ha

“I’m your dirty little married slut. Please destroy my pussy!” Silas slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed. He was so thick, so deep, stretching me wider than Marcus ever could. The burn was intense and perfect. He didn’t ease me into it, he started fucking me hard immediately, pounding my pussy with deep, savage strokes while I faced my husband. “Fuuuuck, this married cunt is gripping me so tight,” Silas grunted, spanking my ass red as he railed me. “Your wife’s pussy is sucking my cock, Professor. She’s creaming all over me.”