Sexy Marriage Stories Novels & Stories

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.

It wasn’t always perfect—there’d been awkward moments, missteps, scenes that didn’t land—but their willingness to talk, to learn, to laugh at the mishaps, had made their marriage stronger, their intimacy richer. James thought about how their story might resonate with others, couples navigating the complexities of long-term relationships, where passion sometimes took a backseat to practicality. He hoped their openness, their commitment to exploring desires in a safe, consensual space, might inspire someone else to have those late-night conversations, to unearth hidden fantasies, to find their own version of connection. Marriage was hard, with its shades of gray—mismatched libidos, unspoken ex

Pearl screamed in tears, “I'm carrying this baby for you, and this is how you treat me?! You met up with this woman behind my back!” I vaguely heard the other customers whisper about an affair behind my back, so I wiped my mouth and shoved James aside. “Just so we're clear, Pearl, I'm James's ex-wife, and Max is my son. I can still meet my kid after the divorce, so who are you trying to frame here? “Besides, don't you know exactly why we got divorced in the first place?” The onlookers assumed it was just a classic case of a man cheating on his pregnant wife, but the situation immediately took an interesting twist in their eyes. Their gazes on Pearl were piercing.

The photograph on the nightstand from our honeymoon, both of us laughing at something long forgotten, looking at each other like we had just discovered the secret that would sustain us forever. My hands were still shaking as I picked up that photograph and studied the faces of two people who no longer existed. That version of Damian would never have proposed an open marriage with the emotional detachment of someone negotiating a real estate transaction. That version of me would never have sat through such a conversation without immediately walking out.

I asked smugly. “Yes, it does,” she says proudly, “Mr. Beckett you are an amazing man, there are much better women for you out there, even my eldest daughter over there who is a super model by the way, would not mind marrying you.” “How did your marriage survive this long when you have kids that are not biological your husbands?” I asked with a smug, she is startled by this. “What are you talking about?” she asked trembling in fear. I take out an envelope and take out a few papers.

Carmen replied, kissing his lips softly. With their hearts full of purpose and love for each other, Kay and Carmen, the billionaire power couple, went to bed that night with moans of pleasure, romance and beauty of their intimate moment as one, knowing that their wealth was a force for good in the world, and that their love and dedication to each other and their charitable endeavors would continue to define their extraordinary lives.

Alejandro hissed in disbelief as he picked up his coffee and leaned back on the sofa. "You better get married and I don't want to see your stomach grow again when you are not married to Rex yet. You two are fucking hilarious being three months pregnant while my wife is just two months now!" Alejandro snorted, shaking his head unbelievably. "I will mate, even tomorrow I will marry her." I bantered and kissed Sam again. "What the fuck! Hey! You two get the hell out of here! We don't want to see you sucking each other's faces like a hungry lion!" Alejandro roared!

She is doubting their relationship. “a wife? I guess…” Caspian added, he pulls his wife next to her as he placed his arms around her shoulder, “if you are jealous, you can admit it to her and I am ready to give all my attention to only you,” he whispered to her husband. “I am sorry, Ms. Sandoval. I didn’t know that my wife will get jealous, you can leave now,” he calmly stated to Mara. “What?? I thought… she… does that mean you lied to me and she’s really your wife?” Mara is all ears to what he is about to respond to her but he nodded at her.

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.