Wet Wife Novels & Stories

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

"If you're that desperate, go hump a stick." She froze, color draining from her face. She couldn't wrap her head around it. She was reaching out to her husband, and he hit her with "no shame"? Lucia didn't sleep a second. Buried under the covers, she scrolled through a forum on her phone: [The pain of a sexless marriage. What should I do if my husband's never touched me since we got married?] Some replies hinted maybe he was into guys. Others wondered if he just... couldn't.

“This is ridiculous. Tell him to leave.” But Jax leaned down close to my ear, voice low enough for only me to hear. “Your pussy is soaked through your thong, Mrs. Wife. Does your husband not fuck you properly?” I whimpered. He slid his hands up my inner thighs, spreading my legs wider on the table. His fingers pushed under the thin lace, gliding through my slippery folds. “Oh my God…” I moaned, louder this time. Jax rubbed slow circles around my swollen clit while his other hand kneaded my ass. “So fucking wet. This married pussy is begging to be fucked right in front of your husband.”

Her ass rubbed into my hardon. "Then why are you so wet?" I asked, thrusting my fingers into her pussy. "I... I..." She whimpered. "I'll scream. Oh, take your fingers out of my cunt! I'm married." I wiggled my fingers about in her pussy. "Oh, you don't want my fingers in your cunt?" "No. No, I don't. I'm a good wife."

She was very wet and hasn't had a good cock in months .. right now anything and anyone that will do her husband said just get next man she sees... and then....... ************************* True story A horny wife gets what she wants. It started like any other weekend in a resort town before summer crowds come streaming in. It was a Saturday evening sun was going down the owners of their shore house were cleaning getting ready to rent out to vacationers. I was local 20 yr old walking to a party in town. As I pass this very nice condo a lady on the 2nd floor deck called out .

she said, her voice shaking. Sean scoffed. "Really? Because it looks like my wife is cheating on me with my so-called friend." John stepped forward. "Sean, it's not like that. Katara and I were just having lunch together." Sean glared at him. "Save it, John. I know what's going on here. You're trying to steal my wife from me." Katara couldn't take it anymore. She had had enough of Sean's jealousy and accusations. "That's not true, Sean," she said, her voice rising. "John and I are just friends. We're not cheating on you."

She gasped, her nightie already slipping off her perky tits, nipples hard as fuck. The bigger guy ripped it up to her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties. He shoved two fingers in her, wet cunt squelching in the room. "Fuuuckkkk....." She moaned, voice all broken. "My husband never gets me this wet. Just your fingers and I'm already fucking soaked." I shoved three of my own fingers into my dripping snatch, matching their own pace. My boobs bounced under my tank top, nipples scraped the fabric, thumb rubbed my fat clit in harsh circles. Juice pored down my ass crack soaking up the sheets.

“I’m not your sweet little wife anymore. I’m a slut for black cock.” Kellan gripped her hips and drove into her, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. Marina threw her head back and screamed, bouncing faster, her pussy swallowing him whole. And I sat there, my face only inches away, forced to watch my wife give herself to them completely.

“I’m not your sweet little wife anymore. I’m a slut for black cock.” Kellan gripped her hips and drove into her, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. Marina threw her head back and screamed, bouncing faster, her pussy swallowing him whole. And I sat there, my face only inches away, forced to watch my wife give herself to them completely.

Her mouth was stuffed with my cock and she was breathing heavily through her nose. Her back was glowing with perspiration; her ass was raised and Greg was humping with his cock buried in her cunt. I’d never even imagined — well actually I had — seeing my wife like this, acting like one of those broads in the ‘adult films’. Katy pulled her face off my cock and aimed it at her friend’s pussy. Anna was on her back and her legs were spread apart, her wide-open pussy was so inviting. My wife looked at me. Her hair was a mess, her face flushed and red.