Well Spanked Wife Novels & Stories

I replied and he chuckled hard. I’m his wife, right? But as silly and weird as it sounds, I wanted to have a taste of what his real sl*ut was enjoying. Maybe that would help me understand what’s so special about their bond and relationship. “But you’re not my sl*ut, you’re my wife…” he whispered against my skin. “For this morning, I am…” I replied and, without saying a word, he spanked me hard again, sending a sting of sweet pain through my body.

Her heart hammered, pussy clenching emptily at the threat, shame twisting into illicit thrill. Liam's dark side unleashed. He flipped her onto her stomach effortlessly, yanking her hips up ass-high, knees spread wide on the rumpled sheets. The first spank landed hard palm cracking her pale cheek, the sting blooming hot fire that made her yelp, skin jiggling. "Count them, wife. And beg for your fantasies." Smack..two, three..each harder, alternating cheeks until they glowed crimson, the heat radiating inward, pussy dripping anew onto the mattress. "Four please, spank me harder! Five tie me up!" He paused, rummaging the nightstand her silk scarf became wrists bound to headboard, tight enough t

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

“You hid a book and lingerie from me.” “Did I mention any of that? Did I say what position was my favorite, or how sometimes I misbehave, so you’ll spank me? Or did I say, yes, Max and I make love?” I asked. “I told him you could fulfill your role as my husband.” “You won’t tell me your favorite position, you never tell me anything when it comes to sex, but you tell someone else, someone that has betrayed me, how I feel inside you. If I didn’t stop you, who knows how much you would’ve said.”

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

"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.

Again he could hear that hint of a barely there laugh. Cedric tugged her body over his and cupped her bottom, clenching one cheek. "If we're speaking of punishments, my lovely wife, then I'll be happy to dole out spankings when required." He swatted her bottom and he knew by the hiss that escaped her that there would be a fresh pool of heat between her legs. "How dare you!" she chastised, but he lifted her hips up and impaled her on his newly hardened erection.

He laughed, “Yes, I loved hearing you scream my name.” She hid her face under her palm, “Oh! God!” He removed her hands, “Are you embarrassed, Mrs. Smith?” She snorted, “Mr. Husband, don’t forget I am your wife. Why would I be embarrassed? I only took what belonged to me.” Jonatha laughed. She was always domineering and sassy. He teased, “You are right, your highness! Shall I serve my lady in the bath?” She smirked, “That won’t be necessary. I plan to take a quick rinse only.”

“Shut the fuck up and take it. This married cunt belongs to your stepbrother now.” He fucked me like he hated me — hard, deep, merciless strokes that made my tits bounce violently. The wet, obscene slapping of his balls against my clit filled the room. “You’re nothing but a set of holes for me,” he snarled, spanking my ass red. “Your husband thinks he married a pure, innocent girl. He has no idea I already turned his wife into my personal cumdump.” Tears streamed down my face from the intensity, but my pussy was gushing around him.

The two of them continues to laugh, leaving me in to try and breathe properly even though my patience has reached its limit. ''Imagine her screaming my name as I fuck her deep and hard or how she would cry out for me to go faster and faster just so that she can feel the fucking pleasure,'' He continues as he leans closer and closer towards my face. ''Then, I'd shove her face down onto the fucking bed just to spank her hard so that she wouldn't be able to sit properly the next day. Man, your wife is giving me all these fucking urges.'' He chuckles. Just like that, my patience has somehow gone off the roof as I push myself away from the man's grasps before punching straight onto his face; cont