Sexy Marriage Stories Novels & Stories

"James, I think I'm still in love with you." James turned to her, his expression unreadable. "Lily, you know I care about you, but I'm married to Sarah. I can't be with you like that." "I know," Lily said, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "I just had to tell you how I feel." After that conversation, things were awkward between Lily and James. She tried to keep her distance, not wanting to cause any more problems. But it was hard. She missed him and she couldn't help but think about what could have been.

I would paint a hundred more stars in the sky if it meant he nevers burn out. We some how found each other and fit together with a ust neither of us had experienced before. People say opposites attract, but I knew it couldn't last long. Fire and ice could never last forever. Soon enough he burned out and I melted. It was bound to happen. BUt here we are again, like we were sent back a few months in time. And once again fire and ice will coexist with as much star crossed passion as before, if only a few breathtaking moments.

They hugged each other to relieve their ragged breaths and the beating hearts in their chests. JC's palms caressed Anna Marie's naked back down to her buttocks and then squeezed it passionately, while his lips crushed the woman's breasts giving a sweet after play after enjoying a delicious and satisfying main course. "Hubby your mouth is delicious don't stop ... akhh!" chirped Anna Marie which made JC chuckle and then looked up at his wife's face which was misty with passion. "Doctor Anna Marie seems to need sexual healing from her husband more often because she's starting to have symptoms of hyper sex," teased JC, laughing heartily.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

Richy kissed him back desperately, tasting his tears, his shame, and the dark, thrilling promise of what was coming. Jax broke the kiss, breathing hard. He fumbled with his jeans and freed his cock. It was thick, flushed, and already leaking. He positioned himself, the head nudging against Richy’s sore, wet opening. Richy held his breath. “Watch me,” Jax commanded, echoing the doctor’s words but making them his own. Richy looked down and watched as Jax notched himself against him. He felt the blunt, familiar stretch begin anew as Jax pushed inside.

She volunteered as a guidance counselor in the Westbridge academy after leaving her coperate job at Unity Banks. Their marriage looked ideal from the outside. In private, it was a source of deep, aching frustration for Tamara. Her tyrant husband Richard, was nothing more than a 5-inch cockie man…….and a two mins man in bed. Sex with Richard, has always been a toture to Tamara…..she married him as a virgin, and had Always felt a void in her whenever he sexed her. Once during an annual women enlightment, held by Joyce Major…..Tamara learnt about the afterglow of orgasms in a woman's life…and she ernestly longed for it….but unfortunately her cockie couldn't fulfill her wishes.

His expression was serious, his eyes searching mine. “Marry… me?” I whispered. “Yes,” he said simply, his thumb stroking my cheek. “I don’t care about the whispers, or the past. I want you. As my wife.” Tears filled my eyes again, but this time, they weren’t from pain. They were from hope. From love. But then reality sank in. My chest tightened as I whispered, “Lucien… I’m still… I’m still legally tied to Dima.”

“Because my wishes and your wishes are definitely the same.” The two exchanged their most beautiful smiles and embraced tightly. The beautiful strains of Christmas carols filled this small family, making it even sweeter after ten years of life's trials. "Belinda, thank you for being in my life for the past dozen years. If I had never met you, and if our parents hadn't brought us together, my life wouldn't be as happy as it is now." "Me too, Brandon. If I hadn't met you, I probably wouldn't have been happy with another man. Plus, many men these days cheat, which is the main reason I didn't want to get married in the first place."

Gabrielle has been my best friend since high school, she just got married recently and is a full-time housewife. Equally beautiful, she has the perfect figure shape just like mine even back in school. But she also has a high sexual appetite that her husband could not seem to satisfy.

The food stuck in my throat and I fidgeted with my hands under the table. "It's not anything special, " May dragged her eyes from me to Colton. I wanted to lash back but kept my mouth shut. She'd never liked me anyway. The majority were against our marriage because my family had no place in society, so they constantly searched for loopholes. "You know, I'd never thought I'd find love until Anne and what we have is special to us." Colton's sharp gaze was fixed on May and the rest murmured in low tones. "I'd like to hold my grandchild in these hands." Grandma's eyes lingered on Colton.