Wife Looking Sexy Novels & Stories

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.

Maxwell Ellie is leaning over the counter. Her breast almost spilling over the small bikini top. The thong of her swimsuit draws attention to her firm buttocks. I lightly run my fingers up the back of her thigh. Ellie jumps, but relaxes when I put my hand on her back. In a gentle voice, I say, “We got married eight months ago, and I have never gotten a good look at you naked.” “Would you like to see?” she asks as she seductively shakes her hips.

Wife wasn't sure she wanted to go all the way. Enjoy.. ***** It's also hot to set up dates for your wife. Has your wife ever been on a date? It's hot! My wife recently turned 30. It became obvious that she was coming in to her sexual prime. Tabi began to have sex on her mind more and more. She also seemed to become a little obsessed with her body. She has always been fit and trim, but she increased her workouts to an athletic level. Tabi is petite but not without curves. Her tits are not large, but they are round and perky and with hard noticeable nipples. Her butt is very round and firm. I placed a photo of her on our profile, so you know what I'm talking about. She has shoulder length brun

Their hands roamed over each other's naked bodies as they continued to kiss, lick, grope, probe and suck each other's exposed skin. It's difficult to describe the feelings of lust, joy and excitement I felt seeing my wife stroking another man's erection as it was displayed on my 65 inch TV in 4K HD. It's almost like I was right there in the room but I was safely hidden away so as not to ruin the passionate moments they were experiencing. I was able to zoom in on her fingers wrapped around his manhood as it moved up and down. Her wedding ring would sparkle at times from the soft light in the room. Seeing another man lusting for my wife made me want her even more. Having to sit there watching

"HOME INVASION - MASKED THIEVES CLAIM HOT COUPLE." What the hell? The thumbnail showed a woman spread eagle wide, a thick cock buried in her pink pussy while her husband watched a fat cock buried in his ass. Shock didn't even begin to describe what I was seeing on the screen. The Mira I knew loved vanilla stuff—lights off, missionary style, no sounds or moans during sex. Even seeing that she was watching p**n was appalling and out of character for her. My gut twisted. The voice of reason told me to close the tab and get to work, but I tapped play anyway.

she smirked before pulling me inside our room and tossing our clothes on the floor "I want a different kind of meal. And it involves me, sucking your cock while you fuck me with your tongue." Desire blazed through my bones. Taking a step forward, I ripped her clothes and carried her in my arms towards the bathroom. Her laughter echoed into the room followed by a moan as I closed the bathroom door and feasted on my wife's delicate body. By the time we finished, I had our maids deliver to us a meal because my wife truly was grumbling in hunger. She feasted on our meal like a starved woman as I watched her in amusement. Her mouth was stuffed with food, as she greedily eyed the chicken wings on

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

Marcus yanked the shirt over his head in one smooth motion, revealing a powerful, tattooed torso — broad chest, defined abs, and strong arms that made both women’s pussies clench. “Fuck, you’re hot,” Lila breathed, running her hands over his muscles. Sophia pressed closer, her soft curves molding against his side as she kissed his neck. “We want you inside us… but first, watch us.” The two wives turned to each other. Right there in the middle of the kitchen, they began kissing passionately. Their tongues danced, hands roaming freely over each other’s breasts, pinching and rolling nipples. Lila slid her hand into Sophia’s black panties, stroking her wife’s soaked pussy while Sophia moaned lou

Throwing my fist in retaliation, I said curtly, “If you think I’m lying, a simple DNA test between Krystal and the kids should settle this once and for all.” The certainty in my tone stopped Krystal short, but that was Dale’s cue to put on a sad face. “Sir, it’s one thing to insult me, but you have no right to slander Ms. Markham. I can assure you that she has a clean bill of health.” Krystal stood firm on her ground. “Don’t put your jealousy on me. I know my body. There’s nothing wrong with it!” After taking the hit from me, Dennis yelled to the crowd, “Seize the disrespectful jerk now!”

That is, if it’s ok with my Luna. “Well hello you guys,” my wife says with such obvious happiness at seeing us that I melt, “ I was just going to find you! Would you like some lunch? Either of you?” My wife looks stunning today. She has her hair down loose, and wears a black tank top and skin tight jeans. I openly admire her curves. Both because she is gorgeous, and because I want to see her blush. She is radiant when she blushes. “I would, my love. I’m starving,” I tell her, deliberately admiring her glorious body, “But not for food..”