Sexy Hotwife Novels & Stories

He dropped me on the big leather couch my husband bought last year and climbed on top of me. “Spread those legs wide,” he ordered. I obeyed, opening my thighs and showing him my messy, dripping pussy. His cum was still leaking out. Felix stared at it like he was proud. “Look at that married pussy full of my product,” he said, stroking his cock. “Your husband has no idea his wife is such a slut.” “Stop talking and fuck me,” I begged, reaching for him. “I need more.” He pushed back inside in one hard thrust. I cried out and arched my back. He felt even bigger now, stretching my sensitive walls.

Nathalie even lost the baby she was carrying. Therefore, driven by curiosity, Chloe reopened the book. March 2, 2018 Having sex is the most enjoyable activity we do almost all the time. I truly enjoy this relationship. Oh my, Nathalie. Dad might kill me if he knew his beloved daughter was sleeping with a man who hasn't officially become her husband. Yeah, Dad is old-fashioned. March 5, 2018 Chloe will probably mock me if she knows I'm blindly in love with a man.

Addison’s POV I stared back at Cora who had the audacity to insult me as a bitch. If only she realized that she was actually the one who was actually a bitch for having a relationship with someone's husband. She really had no shame and was still acting haughty by bumping into the legal wife of the man she was having an affair with. If only the public knew what really happened, maybe she would lose face in public. I don't care if Cora is Damon's first love, the point here is that I am Damon's legal wife while she is the third person. No matter how evasive she is, she's still the third person in my relationship with Damon. She would be ashamed of herself.

"...I want more..." This was like gasoline to fire. He leaned forward and held her arms, the thrusts became deeper, the tip of his cock hitting her G-spot. "You like it like this, wife? Do you like how your husband fucks you?" "Y... Yes..." she responded. "Lift your head, my love. Look at the view, look at the city and feel how I fill you up." Isabella obeyed, her eyes taking in the vast city of Sydney, while Sebastian Ashford, her husband, fucked her mercilessly. Sebastian groaned loudly and strongly. And for Isabella, that was the hottest thing she had ever heard.

My wife is quite a tall gorgeous woman and would always avoid high heeled shoes because they made her look taller than me. So imagine my surprise when I saw she was wearing what looked like 6inch high heels for this man! In fact she had not worn sexy underwear of any sort for me. Ever! Now she looked every bit the Hotwife I had wanted her to be. She then ignored me and turned toward him, gently draping her slender arms around his neck and kissing him passionately and deeply. With her back facing me, her bottom was accentuated by the rake of those fabulous high heels. As she pressed up against him, his hands gently stroked her beautiful soft bottom.

But to my surprise, she responded in an extremely gentle manner. Casually, she said, "I can help you if you want it. I'm your wife. What are you afraid of?" I felt the tension leave my body immediately. I waved my hands repeatedly, saying, "No, that's not necessary. Let's get back to watching the movie." The scenes on the television became increasingly explicit, to the point that my entire body began to burn with heat. Then, out of nowhere, I felt a warm and snug sensation of being enveloped down below. It came with a sucking motion, accompanied by something slick and tender sliding all over me.

She closed her eyes tightly, her face etched with desire and the pleasure she felt at that moment. "Phoenix," she softly moaned his name as she embraced him tighter, "Oh, god, Phoenix." He moved inside her. Faster and harder. Her breath seemed to catch from the overwhelming pleasure of the feeling, especially when the thrusts he released became faster. They his length stretched her inside, the way his hand caressed her body, the way his lips kissed hers, it was passionate, this wasn't just mindless and emotionless sex. This was more. "Ohh..." her sex felt full but she felt good. "Phoenix, ahh, go ahead." She moaned and groaned constantly with every movement,

I flinched so hard, I lost my balance and fell on my butt and trust me, the shit hurt like hell, it felt as if hot rocks had been implanted on my butt. “Sleeping on the bed obviously.” I replied, my voice louder and deeper than intended… I was in pain and I was angry as well. “I see you've grown some wings, wifey,” he had a devilish smirk on his face. Did he just call me WIFEY? I swear I asked internally but maybe I had said it out loud somehow. “Are you not my wife?” He asked, taking off his wristwatch. What the hell had come over him?

Grunting, she forced herself to open her eyes– at least a little bit of vision will give her confidence. She tilts her head a bit upwards to reach the summit of the shadow in front. Moonlight cast a glint over his muscular arms. With one hand palming the door, he is frozen in his own dilemma. The woman in front of him ignites a sudden, unwanted chemical reaction within him. She is sexy as hell that the name ‘SARAH PATEL’ should be listed as the eighth deadly sin. Smooth shoulders that his lips could glide effortlessly. Prominent bust, just the right fill for his palms.

He fought the woman out of his mind immediately, and concentrated on his wife, as he said to her “you are not going anywhere sweet heart, until I finish making love to you, am not complaining.” Still closing her eyes, she say okay, “if you like my body that way go ahead.” That was all Rohan needed to vent his venom; sexual venom on the woman he had uncontrollable feelings for. Rohan was a master in the act of sex, and he brought all his trade to bear. Soon the woman who could not understand her body, her body was betraying her, she did not want to show much excitement, but right now, she could not help herself giggling, chuckling, laughing and even crying in pleasures.