Wet Wife Novels & Stories

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.

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.

She contemplates going outside to welcome him home, but as she dries her hands off, she hears the soft thuds of his Salvatore Ferragamos as they hit the ground and she immediately knows that he is approaching the kitchen area. “In here, my love!” Natalia exclaims and turns around to lock eyes with the stormy gray eyes of her husband, Noah. Making sure that her hands are completely dry, she goes towards him and leans in to give him a hug. “Welcome home, honey.” She sighs as she gives him a look full of heartwarming emotion. “How was your day today? You got here late too, too much work kept you there, huh?” Noah chuckles as he places a light, feathery kiss on his wife’s forehead and holds her

Sооn thе wife wаѕ ѕlurріng hарріlу on thе ѕtrаngеr’ѕ сосk whіlе her huѕbаnd ѕаt wаtсhіng and masturbating. It seemed a ѕtrаngе gаmе tо Rori, but it nеvеrthеlеѕѕ sent paroxysms оf pleasure tо hеr mіddlе, аnd ѕhе felt herself gеt wеt and ѕԛuіѕhу bеtwееn her lеgѕ.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

I licked my lips. Finally, she threw her thong at me. I caught it with my free hand, balled it, and smelled her essence in the fabric. “You smell divine. Now, slip a finger into your pussy, then show me how wet you are.” She did with a moan. “That’s my pussy, babe. Don’t pleasure yourself. Just show me how wet you are.” Her half-lidded gaze met mine. My wife was dazed. Her skin looked flushed, and she was so wet. Her pussy slicked, and her finger was well coated. She was enjoying it.

The motion stretching the material right where I need it. Right where she needs it. “Say it.” I roll my hips again and again. And her pussy gets wetter and wetter. “Say it, Wife.” “I-I’m coming!” Her words, paired with her vibrating body, shoves me over the edge. Her cunt clamps down around me, her orgasm intensifying my own, as my cock erupts. I send every bit of my release inside of her. Inside of my wife. Holy. Shit. That was intense.

Anyone outside this chamber would know what was going on. I did not care. Sully seemed to not care as well. “You are dripping wet for me, my darling wife. Can you feel it?” I rubber her folds and with my thumb, pressed on her clit. “If I just smack your ass and pussy, you get all wet, like a whore.” “I am not a whore!” I chuckled. I knew it would rile her up. “You are my whore,” I whispered. “Only my whore.” “That’s… uh… not a compliment.”

I don't want to believe as it and I'll never believe it that Mara, the wife I dot on could go and do such dirty things. My wife is an obedient and submissive, she is gentle, she doesn't talk much, whenever I talk she never talks back and she never look at me directly in my eyes, she always bows her head. I came back from jogging, and met my little wife swaying along with the scent that was coming from the bath. I stood at the doorpost admiring the kind luck I had of having such a wife when she looked back at me sharply. "Hubby.....t..the bath is ready" she stuttered.

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.