Novel & Cerita Slutwife

“Oh, stop pretending you’re disgusted. I’ve seen it myself — back then, with Willy. How you loved putting on a show in those crowded clubs. How he groped you, kissed you, pleasured you in public while pretending to dance. Everyone saw it. You were such a slut. An exhibitionist well, he was always a candaulist, yet so possessive when it came to you, the same guy never minded sharing women.” Her words dripped with cruelty, punctuated by a moan as one of the men pinched her inner thigh. Davina’s eyes blazed, her voice trembling but defiant and her words cut through the air like a blade. “So you’re saying that kissing and making out with my boyfriend, more like my fiancé — the man I loved, with

He shot me a hard glare, and I nodded. "Then tell me, what do you call a woman who sleeps with a man that’s not her boyfriend or husband, but her sister’s husband… and her boss too? And when she’s drunk, she ends up in bed with her ex, the same ex she swore she hated. What do you call that, Ava? I’m waiting. Give me an answer." "Stop it, please." Bile rose to my throat as I pleaded. "Oh, I won't, until you admit it. Ava. Admit that you're a tiny little slut."

“She’s done. Finished. He had her buried alive!” I nearly fell off the couch, kicking my legs like a child at Christmas. Every hateful comment online was like champagne bubbles popping inside me. I knew she was a slut! Good God! How far can this woman go? Isn't she tired of being a bitch? She's a billionaire's wife and still a slut. Guess it's true. You can't take the hoe out of them. She's an ungrateful bitch. Mr. Wilson should divorce her and make her suffer. What do you expect from a low class woman? She sure is desperate to be popular.

’ ‘Red: I admired her before, but I don’t like her anymore. ‘Sylvia is a whore: You like that whore? You don’t have good taste. She’s a whore who seduces married men or rich heirs.’ ‘Badbitch: She is a whore, seducing someone else’s fiancé and marrying him.’ ‘Sylvia whore: I heard that Miss Ruth Cunningham was engaged to Mr. Tony before, but suddenly Mr. Tony announced her as his wife. This woman is really skilled.’ ‘Slut: How much does a night cost, @Sylvia?’

Mistress mommy finally asked, "Do you hear that, slut? Slave is offering to give up another two orgasms just so you can rest. See what a good girl she is? She's willing to sacrifice herself fro your sake. What do you think slut? Will you let your beloved girlfriend and fuck toy suffer in your place?" Slut looked up at me through lidded eyes and smiled softy at me, as she answered softly "No, mistress mommy. I want to cum again. Slave can show her love for me tonight in bed. I always cum harder when I can see her white face smashed against my pussy."

"Raina, I'll say this one last time. Rowan is my fiance! This is our engagement party! Stop making a scene!" Raina's eyes sharpened, like a blade turned on Elara. "You pathetic weakling! Couldn't wait to steal the spotlight, could you? Rowan only pities you because you're about to die! He's just giving you one last dream before you go! Don't fool yourself! He's only ever loved me!" She barely finished before a slap landed hard across her face. Wilson's face flushed red, his body trembling with rage. "You ungrateful brat! Go home now! You're not allowed back at the company, and I'm freezing every card you have! When you've learned to respect your aunt, then you can show your face again!"

Her body was a feast: hips flared obscenely, belly soft with just enough give to grab, thighs thick and trembling, every inch glistening with sweat and cum. Rita climbed between her legs and slapped her pussy—hard, wet smacks that made Nina scream and squirt a little arc onto the sheets. “Listen up, slut,” Rita purred, leaning down to bite one fat nipple until it bled a single drop. “These fine gentlemen paid good money to watch my husband ruin my little sister’s holes. You’re going to give them a show. You’re going to come so many times you piss yourself. You’re going to beg to be bred like the family breeding sow you are.”

"You're a slut, a whore. What are you?" "'m a slut," Janine mumbled. "Louder," Lucy commanded. "I'm a slut. I'm a whore." The tall brunette seemed to sag visibly on saying the words. "Good. Now undress." "What, I can't..."

The memory made my pussy clench hard with fresh arousal. I took a deep breath and continued reading, my voice trembling with lust: “2. If anyone outside this room asks, then the slut is to explain her job role as day-to-day administration of company files and resources. If anyone in this room asks for clarification about her job role, she will answer, I am the company slut, do with me whatever you want, but don't tell my husband. 3. Everyone in this room can give the slut a command at any time, and it is to be obeyed without question.”

The Office Slut: A Lineup Outside Her Cubicle Forbidden Friction: Cheating in the Worst Possible Way Raw and Ruined: An Asshole That Needs Stretching Three-Way Betrayal: Fucking My Husband’s Brother The Gauntlet of Cocks: She Took Them All Pussy on Display: Used by Everyone in the Room Beyond the Limit: When One Cock Isn’t Enough Stuffed to the Throat: Begging for His Thickest Load The Altar of His Ass: Fucking the Priest's Favorite Sin Used by the Entire Front Row: A Public Gangbang for the Wife Torn Wide Open: My First Time With Three Cocks The Forbidden Betrayal: Sucking Off My Husband’s Worst Enemy Pussy Ruined: Stretched Beyond Recognition for His Pleasure The Neighbor’s Wife, My Daily