Seductive Wife Novels & Stories

She had just literally burnt Dinner to get his attention, she was insatiable and that's why he loved her. He tossed her on my bed and I watched seductively as she had that entrapping smile on her face and her tits bounced at the impact of his action. I love it when her tits sway, bouncing as she rolls over the bed, ass in the air, looking up at me with those doe-eyes, her pouty lips, her hair tousled over her shoulders. God, she's sexy. His wife is sexy..... Wife? The fact that she is my wife, it makes me want to drop my load here and now, not waiting. Everything about her turns me on. The fact she chose me, wants me, wants my attention makes me feel like the luckiest man on the goddamn plan

“If you want to become my wife, Angela….I want you to know..that I am very possessive…I want my wife to be only mine!…body and soul!….I want your love!..I want this …breast!…this ass!……this lips to be mine and mine only!….sure we may not be able to announced our love to the world…but it doesn’t matter to me!….so..do you still want to be my secret wife, Queen Duchess Angela Weinstein?..” It was a crashed and dominating proposal from me,I roughly smack her breast, slapping her ass and kissed her lips as I asked her the question. The prospect of my words let her body give me a cleared answers, I still want to hear her words, from her mouth. “YES!…YES!!..YES!!….I want to be your se

he looked at her and moved his hand, so he could push her hair back, she looked sexy with messy hair, she was beautiful, yes sia was his one and only wife "Then make love to me Mr. Casanova"she whispered with a teasing smirk and as if her words were some soft spell to unlock the beast from its cage, Emiliano picked her up and carefully laid her on the bed. The air blowing from the window was cold, but Sia felt hit from having the man and being in his arms. His piercing seductive gaze was enough to make her come and when he positioned himself against her aching wet entrance, sia shivered, feeling his large member brush the tip against her already aroused part, she wasn't sure if the large thi

" Why? " " You are embarrassing me_ " " Embarrassing you? Ain't you my wife? " Wife? Sasha bit her lips. Was this fat woman really Sweetheart Royalty's wife? He really left her, and got married to another woman. Royalty saw the pout on Sasha's lips. Satisfied he drew Cinderella close, and settled on her lips. " Little wife, be good. " " This woman wants your husband. " He bit her ears. " Would you give me to another woman? "

She said with determination visible in her expressions. "What is your plan, Char?" I asked dreadfully. "You'll get to know very soon." She winked at me and stood up,"Now, let's go back to our cottage. I need my husband to make sweet love to me." She bit her bottom lip seductively. Fuck! I couldn't fall for her tricks but my body was a traitor whenever it's seductress was around. I wasted no time in picking her in a bridal style and moved towards our cottage. "Be ready to scream my name, my wife."

He took just two steps forward and then the footsteps coming from the stairs held him back. "Hello Handsome" his pretty wife said standing at the 8th stair. Mr Loverboy turned to his wife and he was all Wow! What a beauty! He looked at her carefully from her head to her feet and he just couldn't stop thanking God for such a beauty in his life. The red dress fitted in very well on her curvy body, a kind of body shape we normally call figure eight. Her seducing legs stood erect in those silver stileto. Her sparkling eyes all Dazzling at the same time. Her luscious lips, was all inviting with the red lipstick, her beautiful hair.... He is just so blessed to have such a Queen in his life.

She spent most of her time in bars and with young men. I could not take it anymore, so I chose to give in. I went to therapy for three months. With the therapist’s help, I became more gentle. Bella was patient with me. On our wedding anniversary, I saw Carlson again. He was lying naked in bed with Bella. “Bella, do you like me or Pete more?” “Pete’s getting boring. He only lasts a few seconds in bed, unlike you. You’re so strong.” I heard their lustful moans.

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

Her body figure is like an hourglass, sexy and appetizing. Her frilly raven hair attracts his attention and her sharp eyes are certainly something to look forward to. He smiles satisfyingly as he licked his finger seductively toward his soon to be wife. He can't wait to corrupt her whole being and etched her mind with his figure. * * *

Everyone wanted someone as wonderful and devoted as him to fall in love with them. But it was all a lie. Returning to the present, I felt my stomach churning. Something was threatening to spill out of me. I fled to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I was still in the bathroom when I heard the commotion outside. In the heavy silence of the room, the familiar voice rang out with unusual clarity. "My wife prepared a surprise for me. It should be right here in this room."