Submissive Wife Literotica นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His love for his wife is evident in the way he cherishes and values her, making her feel secure and appreciated. Lola, with her nurturing nature and radiant smile, was the heart of their home. She brought warmth and tenderness to every interaction, creating an environment where love could flourish. Her love for her husband is evident in the way she cares for him, always finding small ways to show her affection and support.

My Boss’s wife is standing here practically naked in his office, dripping for my cock like a desperate slut. “You really came,” I growled, stepping up close so I could smell the sweet musk of her wet cunt already mixing with her perfume. “Your husband’s out of town and you show up here dressed like a cheap whore ready to get bent over his desk. You want this badly, don’t you Victoria?” She bit her lip and reached down to rub her pussy through the soaked lace, her fingers making wet little sounds as she spread her legs a bit wider. “God yes I want it, Liam. I’ve been fingering my married cunt every night thinking about your young thick cock splitting me open.”

She spent most of her time in bars and with young men. I could not take it anymore, so I chose to give in. I went to therapy for three months. With the therapist’s help, I became more gentle. Bella was patient with me. On our wedding anniversary, I saw Carlson again. He was lying naked in bed with Bella. “Bella, do you like me or Pete more?” “Pete’s getting boring. He only lasts a few seconds in bed, unlike you. You’re so strong.” I heard their lustful moans.

“Tell me exactly why you’re sucking your stepson’s dick while your husband waits upstairs.” I gasp for air, voice hoarse and broken. “Please, Sir… I need your cock. I’ll do anything to keep you quiet. I’m a dirty cheating wife. I married your father but my pussy still remembers how you fucked me raw.” Marcus laughs darkly, clearly loving my submission. “Good girl. Such a honest little whore.” He shoves back in, fucking my throat harder now. My nose presses against his pelvis on every thrust. I’m gagging, drooling, mascara running, completely ruined.

Lucas Valeriano was a man who always demanded absolute obedience, unquestionable loyalty, and complete submission from everyone around him, especially from me — his wife whom he believed existed solely to please him, support him, and never ever dare oppose or contradict his will in any way. For years, I had allowed him to dictate everything in my life. For years, I swallowed my pride, suppressed my feelings, and endured his coldness, his indifference, and his betrayals simply because I loved him and foolishly believed that patience and kindness would eventually win his heart and respect. But tonight, I had crossed a line in his eyes — I had stood my ground, I had humiliated his precious mist

Although she was a woman of the night, she never thought about this at all. Even when she had sex with her husband several times, it must have been the man who always dominated, even though she had once because of the fucking game. This time it is the woman who satisfies her husband's passion, leading their hot romance by suppressing all her shyness. And that's all she does with William's instructions of course. Because she herself falls into the category of lame in making love. Although she used to be known as LiOn who was always able to conquer every man. But now in front of her husband, she's just a sweet, submissive rabbit.

CHAPTER ONE Mireya’s POV I couldn’t believe my eyes as I watched the video that had just been sent to me... my submissive, caring husband tangled up with another woman like I had never mattered. “You are so wet you can flood the whole mansion,” he murmured hoarsely as he slapped her between the legs, the sound echoing through the room with an audible splash. “If I spread your legs wider, you can cum even more,” he added, sliding his fingers to her mouth and making her suck her own release from them while she obeyed shamelessly.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

What if none of them think I'm his wife? I swallowed, hoping that they would. "So, the rumor true is really true, Marcus?" The lady inquired. He chuckled and raised my hand with his hand on it "Of course it's true. My wife and I have been married for over a year now." The cameras begin to flash, which increased my anxiety. I hope this event already over! "Marcus, she's breathtaking. We're not surprised if you decided to keep her hidden because of her beauty that is very appealing, and many men may want to steal her from you," Another woman speaks up.