Novel & Cerita Sex Slave Wife Stories

My eyes fell on a kitchen island, the kitchen empty, bottles of beer and trash everywhere, a stink in the air. Slowly, I went through, leaning against the wall. I slid down then peeped into the living room where they all were. Smoke filled the room, the stench of alcohol heavy. I could hear women moaning. “What are you going to do with the kid?!” “Fucking sell him ofcourse, I already have a buyer, fucking good money too! Gave me a business idea!” “You are so fucked up!” “Not as much as I am about to fuck this whore!”

her anymore, which left me with only one option and that is to distance myself as much as possible for well being of our both, because of which I again started having sex with my whores like I used to before Aisha came into my life, I started taking out all my frustration and helplessness on them to restrain myself from going back to Aisha, but even that wasn’t working anymore every time I used to fuck my whore I used to imagine Aisha with me, I used to visualize her in every single slut of mine because of which I purchased few more way beautiful model but again it was same, every time I used to have sex with them Aisha’s face used to pop up in my mind like I was trapped under some witch s

“The woman at the front desk, you’re fucking her, right? If you really want to make this right, then why do you still have the audacity to bring her again and fuck her at the house I lived, Jack?” “That’s not true.” “I have pictures, and that woman was more than willing to share your fair share of escapades. My self-esteem’s at its lowest and I’ve been asking myself, on top of the many questions I have already, why did my husband cheat? Is it because I don’t look beautiful enough? Am I not sexy enough? Do I bore him already?” “No. That’s not true.” Jack attempted to go near Hyacinth. She raised her hand to stop him.

He had clearly expected to come home to a refreshed, grateful wife. What he walked into instead stopped him dead in his tracks. His wife, the woman he had “sold” to his four friends for four days, was naked on the living room floor, being double-teamed by two of them while the other two used her mouth and body like she was their personal toy. The wet, obscene sounds of Jax’s cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy filled the room, mixed with the wet slurping of her mouth on Marcus’s shaft. Derek’s suitcase slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a loud thud.

A man with dark sexual fantasies. His wife, Selena Cole, was the perfect wife for him. She was beautiful, elegant, and always by his side. To the world, she was the billionaire’s jewel—soft-spoken, graceful, dressed in silk and diamonds. But behind closed doors, she was exactly what Adrian wanted her to be: obedient. A toy he could mold, train, and display however he pleased.

"Then there was the time I met with this guy from a parent's council, protesting my store and vowing to shut me down. Well... he wasn't protesting when he came on my tits. And... let's see... these two studly high school guys came in my store as soon as they turned 18, and I let them double-team me in exchange for some free movies. I got a guy to sell me some premium weed in exchange for sucking on my big tits for a few hours. Oh, and one of my employees traded me her ass-slave, who was the wife of the hunky married guy she was hooking up with. So yeah, I had this young, married woman as my ass-slave for a little while, until I got bored with her, which was pretty convenient for whenever I n

He said with no remorse. “Like hell, I'm not your wife anymore. You abduct me and keep me here because of your stupid pleasure. I'm not going to turn up for you.” “You call it a pleasure but I'm telling you that we're going to make babies.”

, he stressed on his last word. "Beacuse you only know how to warm beds and get fucked up. Else of that you know nothing nor you understand anything", he gritted. Pushing her hands away and grabbing her jaw tightly in his large muscular hands making her hiss in pain. "Please leave me you are hurting me", she cried. "SHE IS MY 'WIFE' AND THE GIRL WHOM I HAVE IS THE BESTEST THAN SLUTS LIKE YOU", he left her jaw and she stumbled few steps going back fuming in anger.

Serena suddenly tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in her abdomen made her gasp and collapse back onto the bed. She took the documents, her hands trembling uncontrollably. It was a thick stack. The divorce agreement demanded that she leave empty-handed, citing her “fraud through concealing an existing child.” And her company… Another document revealed that Lucas had sold all 35% of his shares yesterday, cashing out entirely. The news sent the stock plummeting forty percent, triggering an automatic trading halt at the morning open.

"No, I won't, even if you ask and I like your little titties." Kate blushes right down to her chest, "Thank you." She gets up and walks around the room as she talks, nervous, "I had a man on the other side, older, he was my first and I discovered I liked sex a lot, couldn't get enough. Then his wife caught us, and I had to leave. Sean got me this job; I owe him everything. But I was so fukin' horny all the time." "I understand. My ex-wife was a sex freak. We did it all the time, all over. But I wasn't enough. She got caught in a sixty-nine with a high school senior. We were both teachers and both got fired and blackballed."