Tomboy Wife Novels & Stories

It looks like thongs and see-through tops are like jeans and t-shirts here. There is an empty stage with a big X cross on it. I can imagine someone being tied to it. The girl takes me towards the stairs. I follow her only to be surprised by a girl, probably a sub, coming downstairs. She is only in her panties. I cannot help but leer at her. She has lean, strong legs, and a slender waist. Her hands are tied behind. Not by the wrist, but by the arm above the elbow. Her gorgeous breasts are on display. She has nipple clamps. I blanch as I see red whip marks all over her breast. That looks painful. I glance at her face, but she rather has a serene expression. Calm and peaceful.

“Well, I don’t share my husband. Leave!” The woman laughed at Tanya. “Dream on, bitch. I saw a picture of his wife, and she’s way more beautiful than you. Delusional.” She flipped her hair. “I’ll find someone else.” She marched away, frowning. At that moment, Tanya looked at him. “What are you doing here? And the last time I checked, my wife is Sabrina Alonzo-Fortalejo,” Tyler said lifelessly before continuing to drink. But before he could swallow it completely, Tanya quickly snatched it away from him.

“He’s so fricking handsome! It’s a shame he’s already married. I saw him with his wife just now. I guess I don’t stand a chance anymore. How disappointing!” Upon hearing Tiffany’s words, Tina couldn’t help but tighten her grip on her gown. Samuel’s wife was none other than Cindy Young! The thought of the couple sent frightened shivers down her spine. Right now, her only wish was to live a comfortable life with her child. If those two found out that she was still alive, everything she had built so far would shatter into pieces! “Hello? Miss Linda, are you listening to me?” Tiffany asked. “Yes, I’m listening.”

Tom held Xander's hand tightly, his voice getting shaky as he rambled on, "You know, before I got married, I was so excited about married life. I would see other couples holding hands, and I'd feel so jealous. The first few years of our marriage were just like that. My wife was so sweet and caring. We had tons to talk about and loads of fun things to do together. But, as time went by, especially after we had a kid, she changed. She went from being a sweet little kitten to a fierce tiger, always yelling and scolding me. Let me tell you, Nathan. One time I came home from work, feeling all happy, and as soon as I opened the door, a shoe came whizzing at me. I didn't even have time to duck, and

He took furious steps in his direction and the bodyguard threw Tommy at his feet. Christian yanked him up. “Bloody fucktard, how did you touch my wife?” He thundered, giving him a powerful punch in the chest. “I s-swear, she called me in her d-dressing r-room. I didn’t even know she was your w-wife. I thought she was some new m-model.” Tommy stammered with fear in his eyes, but Christian kicked him hard in the stomach and held him by his hair.

I guess when you’re that big, your metabolism runs like crazy. Charlie toasts him with her cider. “Tom, have you taken yoga before?” Of all my girlfriends, she’s the most boyish, with a pixie haircut and curvy form hidden under a Namaste, Motherfucka t-shirt. She’s ripped the collar off so when she leans forward, a hint of her impressive cleavage flashes. That niggle of jealousy rises up again. “First and last time,” he rumbles. Everyone smiles and Tom looks down at me. “No offense, sunshine.”

It always drove him crazy, and with Janice's splayed open pussy on his phone screen, he stroked himself to the image of both mother's and daughter's pussies at the same time. He needed to cum if only to set his mind right again. Last night had been the first time Janice called him daddy while they were fucking, and it had made her cum just as hard as he had. Janice's taste for edgy sex was one of the things that kept their relationship hot and fresh. Tom had always wanted a woman like that, and Janice had that and yet so much more. She was the complete package. But he certainly hadn't bargained on getting a hard on for their teenaged daughter and now his wife was practically teasing him abou

I turned and went into the house. Tommy was standing in front of babuji’s door, watching me. He had clearly heard everything. His smile was wiped from his face, he looked concerned. I walked past him and made it up the stairs. “You see that woman you were talking to? That’s my wife.” I could hear Arjun talking downstairs. “When you come here, I don’t want you talking to her. Don’t even greet her. Clear?” Tommy’s response was not audible. “Good.” I heard Arjun say.

I remembered complimenting him on how cute his kid was. "Mommy!" The toddler's bright voice made my pupils dilate. Cynthia froze too, but the moment she saw who it was, her expression melted. She scooped the four-year-old boy into her arms and kissed his cheek. "What are you guys doing here?" The man just smiled. He looked at me and offered a polite nod. "Hey, I'm Bradley Wilson. We met yesterday, remember?" So this was her ex-husband. "Theo is still young. He needs his mom. I figured moving into the apartment right below yours would make things easier for everyone."

But they also held hands in the park and went on dates openly. One evening Tom got down on one knee. He held a beautiful ring. “Will you be my wife? My partner in everything?” Becky said yes with happy tears. They celebrated with passionate sex that night. Tom claimed her body and soul once more. The ropes, the commands, and the love all blended perfectly. Years passed but their fire never faded. Tom supported Becky through her own career. She supported him as he wrote books. Their secret pet dynamic stayed strong in private. In public they were a loving couple.