Sexy Hotwife Novels & Stories

After that we decided to go swimming and do some activities offered on the island. We went back to our room feeling exhausted. We just cuddle. We're too tired to do some other naughty things. We decided to watch a movie while cuddling. "I want to see you wife like that." Maru said. "What?" "Like the girl in that movie, get jealous and be possessive." “Weren’t you feel like your being choked?”

And they were all things that I could never have imagined. Seeing my gorgeous wife having super-hot sex with her best friend, Sandy. Sitting on a motel bed naked and jerking off with a cute exotic lesbian right beside me frigging her own pussy. Watching my wife and that cutie finger fucking their cunts for each other, long-distance, and then having my wife watch over the phone as the little vixen jerked me off in the public of our rental car.

Her thighs started to shake and I knew she was near with the way she was clenching my tongue. "I..I am gonna c..c..cum!" In seconds, her juices were spilling in my tongue and some part of my face. "Fuck! Slutty bitch!" I watched her with pure lust as her juices kept flowing to my mouth. ~XAVIER POV~ The whore's hair was falling on her face as she rode me faster, the sound of her ass slapping my thighs filled the car. "Y..yeah .. you ride so well like a slut. Give that whole ass.."

Go and go poke around somewhere else, because the hottie here has a mistress and that's me. I noticed Alessandro's eyes moving from her to me. The woman also looked at me mockingly and smiled, gesturing and showing off her body, and said: - And do you really think he's going to leave all this here for a boring little girl like you? - and leaning down to whisper in Alessandro's ear she said: - I'm a hottie and I can take you to paradise, hottie. Don't kill me with desire, come with me, I can do anything you want.

She really was carefree and did whatever she wanted. "Nice smile.." Ethan nearly jumped when a strange voice suddenly whispered in his ear. He stepped back and frowned, looking at the woman who was eye-fucking him in the open. "I heard your convo handsome… your wife not satisfying you? It's true what they say after all… beauty is not everything." The lady dressed in pink shorts and a spaghetti top said. "Back off." Was all Ethan could say, looking at the lady in disdain. "Come on handsome. I can help you with what your wife can't give you." She whispered, taking a sip of the pina colada in her hand.

she whispered back. "This slave has been well trained in how to please both men and women. This slave has what is known as 'slave heat'. Despite having had little sex over the past several hours, or perhaps because she hasn't, you'll find this slave is wet and eager to fuck." I pushed two fingers into her cunt and she climaxed immediately, gasping and thrashing on my hand. "As you can see," pulling out my fingers and showing them to the other bidders. "Her winning bid goes to the American Red Cross.

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.

I drive into her heat in one brutal thrust. We both groan at the sensation. She’s impossibly tight, impossibly wet, and hot. I don’t give her time to adjust. I fuck her like an animal in heat (in hard, deep, punishing strokes). Her tits bounce with every slam, the diamonds on her neck flashing, as she throws her head back against the hard surface. “Tell me,” I snarl, using my teeth to scrape her throat. “Tell me who this married pussy belongs to.” “You,” she sobs, nails digging into my shoulders. “My husband...fuck...my cunt belongs to my husband...”

“Hey, old fart, you were the one who claimed to like me so much! You gave me expensive gifts, treated me to meals, tried to please me, and even gave me a lot of pocket money. I only reluctantly got together with you, because of your shameless pursuits! How could you accuse me of seducing you? “Even if I were to seduce someone, I’d go for a young and handsome guy. Why the hell would I seduce an old fart like you? Are you saying that I’m attracted to your shriveled banana?” The woman retorted, walked over, and huffed a puff of smoke in Hunter’s face before speaking to Belinda, “You’re his wife? You’re so old that your husband finds you unattractive and lacking charm. He said that he likes some