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And here she was, being accused by her own husband of having intimate relation with her best friend who was more like her brother. "It is nothing like what you are saying. W..what you s..saw seemed so wrong. I get it. But please trust me, it is not like anything you are indicating." She tried to supress the urge to pour her heart out at him as she was getting angry at him now. "I can't change what you think of me. I can't and I know that, but you...you are no less. If I am a whore then you are a manwhore." He clenched his jaw when he heard that. She was not a whore like she said she was becwuse he knew she did not do anything with that pathetic boy, but he was just jealous, neither was he a

The chicken hopped around for a moment before dropping a steaming pile of poop onto my custom-made designer couch. Then it took off racing around the living room, scattering feathers and dust everywhere. That was the last straw. I pointed at the two women, my voice shaking with rage. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Get out!" Martha Wilson showed no sign of remorse. Instead, she planted her hands on her hips, spat on the floor in my direction, and sneered. "Shut your mouth, you bitch. From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. And you think you can throw us out?"

I wasn't any little whore; I was in love with my husband and wanted a peaceful, healthy marriage with vanilla sex where I was treated with love and respect, unlike his father, who asked me to crawl and get on my knees and who treated me like a slut. Yes, I admit, dirty sex; the steamy, forbidden way he touched me; the way he pounded me so hard like it was the first and last time; and the way he came all over me, it all was so fifty shades of hot. It turned me on so much it fulfilled my sex fantasies, but I was a woman; I wanted a family; I wanted to be a loving, decent mother one day. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, holding my head in place as he pushed his cock deep inside my throat. I gagged. “Fuck

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

I had bodyguards, a mansion, and no freedom. Church wasn’t any better. All the women were obsessed with virtue and submission. Every sermon was about pleasing your husband. One Sunday, a woman stood up and asked why she never had orgasms. The church gasped like she had committed a sin just for saying it. But I sat there, wondering… What does an orgasm feel like? I didn’t even know. Then I met Jessica. She dressed however she wanted. Her husband didn’t call her a prostitute or shame her like James did. She was married to one of James’s business partners. We started shopping together, and I quietly studied her marriage.

Our marriage was on the skids until my wife role-played her fantasy of being my Dominatrix My wife, Freya , and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping. Now, the sex was routine. It was the same thing every time, over and over. Nothing was new and it wasn’t exciting anymore.

They warned us to be ready for an initiation when we meet the other couples. We swing a little, but it isn't our lifestyle. This has turned my sweet little Tabbi in to a Hot and sometimes Slut Wife who wants extra sex now and then. Most of my friends fuck my wife. Believe it or not this actually keeps her very sexually active with me as well. We have a very spicy sex life to our satisfaction.

A husband gives in to his wife's wildest fantasy and lets her be taken by another man. What starts as dirty talk turns into a real game of lust, and surrender. Now he craves the ache, the jealousy, and the thrill of knowing she’s coming home full of another man's cum. •••••••••••••|||||||•••••••• My wife had the sexiest pussy I had ever fucked.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

"The only way I can avoid seeming like a wife in the shadows is for you to marry me. Last but not least, don't meet any other women while our marriage is still in effect." "Certainly not, and I seem to be a loser. With the amount of demand you have, I would not settle for only the name of Zaniyah Moore? Take one of your rules away from me, and I will agree." "What do you mean?" "Do you think I'll be able to maintain control over myself with that tempting body you have? I want sex, and when I say so, you provide it to me since that is, after all, the obligation of a wife."