Slut Wives Stories Novels & Stories

Clint was still waiting outside by the car, calm and composed. “Clint,” I snapped as the doors closed behind me, “do you have any idea if my wife has gotten home?” I couldn’t tell even him that the woman who was currently parading around as my wife was her twin sister. I trusted Clint with my life but this was something I wasn’t willing to share. Not yet at least. He didn’t miss a beat. “Adam informed me that your wife is in Vermont, sir. She was asked to be driven then.”

Tricia said, her tone low and lusty as she moved closer to his desk, leaning over it again. "Have you ever thought about squeezing my breast, Randy? Have you ever thought about sucking on them with your mouth?" She asked, shaking her boobs slightly, trying to get Randy to look at her exposed cleavage. He glanced at her in the eyes, the look in hiz eyes voicing his displeasure. "Your wife is all flat and dull, but I have all these luscious curves. My breasts... my big soft ass. I know you have thought of touching it to feel how is it. Just imagine achieving your dream? Imagine giving it a spank as hard as you want. Imagine the softness when you eventually fuck me from the back? How it will be

The idea was so fucking hot and demented that I almost blew my load into her but I slowed down, dragging my cock at a torturous pace before feeding her every inch again. "Your husband could walk through that door right now and see me pounding this tight pussy against our kitchen counter... Would he finally realize what a dirty little slut his wife is?" I reached around and slapped her ass hard while continuing my brutal thrusts. "...Would he like seeing me breed his wife?”

It wasn't even enough for me to buy a few luxury bags. "I've wanted to divorce you for a long time. I had to be blind to even like you back then. My new man is a trust fund baby. He's richer than you and so much better than you in bed. You're not even worthy of shining his shoes." My self-control snapped, and I slapped Winona across the face. The slap echoed in the room. She stared at me in disbelief. "Jonathan, how dare you? You actually hit me. Just you wait!"

When I turned to watch him, his expressions remained unchanged. He scoffed and watched to see if I had more to say. Words had no room in my mouth. He moved away from his coffee cup, and started pacing around like I did. “I sleep with a lot of women, I can't even lie,” he narrates with so much flatness that it was worse than cruelty. “I don't keep it a secret and I don't have a record,” he added. His replies landed like a hard slap on my face. That night was special to me. I felt like a woman. I felt like even when it was unplanned that I had given my virginity to a reasonable man.

She knew, she was aware that he had known too. “Now, my dear wife, tell me why you allowed another woman to shove her tongue into your face and down your throat.” Noah asked, laughter bubbling out of his throat like a maniacal being. “It was only about three times that I remember.” Natalia said. “And we were drunk. I-it does not compare to what you did to me.” “Double standards, then? Is that what we are going to live by today?” Noah asked.

“Quiet slut.” I opened the drawer as saw that she had a strap-on harness with a thick dildo. Perfect "It’s time for your punishment. I’m going to ride this cock in your ass." She lay back as she looked at the dildo with list filled eyes and I loved the way her tits jiggled then I climbed on, lining her asshole up with the strap-on. It stretched me wide as I sank down.

trophy wives" doesn't mean we've got to be actual wives. " "Very true," Clementine agreed, "I have sex with my husband once a year and that's simply because one of his mistresses fails to answer the phone, or we do so, simply for the fact that we should. I have a Mister or two who take care of my needs and that's that." "Wait," I held up my hands as I looked around the table, "you're telling me, you all have misters?" I asked them in surprise. They nodded, I mean even Emma and Emma's what? Twenty!

Every room was filled with a puck bunny either having a dick choking them while another nigga fucked her from behind or being eaten out while fingering another bitch; for the men that love to watch the show. “Take it all in slut… oh you are just a nasty slut, aren't you? My nasty slut” Husbands bring their wives here to get turned on.. apparently some mother fuckers enjoy watching another man pound into their wives while staring at her. The ecstasy was out of this world and it was only the slut house that can take any man or woman from being impotent or unable to be pleased by their partners to having their cum all over the floors and walls of the room.

“I’m not your sweet little wife anymore. I’m a slut for black cock.” Kellan gripped her hips and drove into her, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. Marina threw her head back and screamed, bouncing faster, her pussy swallowing him whole. And I sat there, my face only inches away, forced to watch my wife give herself to them completely.