Wife Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

I just knew that it was a mess. Through the crack in the door, I saw Andrew's body pressing down on top of Ian. They were both kissing each other passionately while exchanging sugary yet disgusting sweet nothings. "Do you love your wife, Andy?" Ian asked, pouting. I had never heard such contempt and abhorrence in Andrew's voice as I did then when he replied, "If I did, I wouldn't have gotten some other guy to have sex with her and make it seem like she cheated on me."

Fallon I forgot the time when I was talking with the wives. I only realized two hours had passed since I joined them when their husbands returned. I was enjoying telling the story of an innocent bar waitress seduced by a lustful, pathetic mafia man who almost begged to be wed to me. I held my laugh when I saw my supposed husband coming my way, dripping with sweat and unaware of all the humiliating fake scenes I told the wives. I covered my breath hitch with a smile when he immediately wrapped his arms around me as soon as he returned. I noticed the wives' eyes on us so I decided to solidify my stories by showing him so submissive of me.

Freya asked, feeling a bit shy. "No, I mean seductive loungewear. Silks. Lace. Things that look effortless but make him stay awake at night thinking about you," Anastasia explained. "But here is the most important part: Make him crave you. Make him want you, and then... starve him. Men love the chase, Freya. They like women who are confident and seductive, but they hate it when it’s too easy. If you give it to him on a silver platter, he’ll think you’re cheap. You have to be a prize he has to win."

CHAPTER 1: MAKING HIS MISTRESS MY WHORE Let me tell you how I became the woman who fucked both my husband and his mistress in the same night. Spoiler: I made them both beg. And not the cute, whiny little begs. I’m talking gut-deep, snot-and-tears, soul-selling begs. The kind where they’d lick the sweat from my ass to get another taste of my pussy. This isn’t a story about a broken heart. It’s about a fucking awakening. His cheating was the invitation I needed to explore... well, my true fantasies. Not the vanilla bullshit he’d so often subjected our marriage to.

As usual he came with his clients, different men and they would be choosing the girls they would want to spend the night with, “Line up” He ordered, I had to drop my stick of cigarette as I stumped on it. We all lined up in a straight line, and Madison intentionally stood beside me, the bitch is obviously in competition with herself not me. The men were all looking at us with hunger and lust in their eyes, as usual men will always be cunts cause the fact that 85% of our customers are married is the craziest part and I should have known by working here that men should never be trusted but I guessed I learnt the hard way.

"I just want you…" I didn't hear what she said next. She started to sob, much unlike her usual self. That only made her more alluring. I had a feeling I couldn't hold back any longer. The night was still young, and it was filled with the ambiance of lust, kissing our souls and flesh. On the other hand, Winona was hospitalized for severe tearing of her lower body. She healed eventually, but her mind was troubled. Eventually, she couldn't even recognize me or Sarah. I still wasn't going to let her off the hook.

Given the chance, she would undoubtedly impart a valuable lesson to Preston. “Bitch!” Rhea emerged from the adjacent room and immediately commenced her assault on Luna's character as soon as she caught sight of her retreating figure. “You conniving woman. You are naught but a seductress, employing every means to captivate King.” Luna turned around, her eyes meeting Rhea’s fiery gaze. Rhea had just witnessed the interaction between King and Luna on the balcony, and in that moment, she wished she could rush forward and tear Luna apart. “Are you truly ignorant, or do you suffer from an intellectual deficit? Does my husband require seduction from me? We may engage in any loving and affectionate

' My subconsciousness yelled 'But how do I do that' I thought I need to seduce him I whispered into the barboy's ear he nodded and went to carry out what I asked him to do The green eyed god looked at me I batted my eyelashes and bit my lips seductively... He stared at me for a while and smiled walking towards my direction he sat on the bar stool next to me 'Fuck that was kinda easy' "One shot of brandy please" he said I signalled the barboy on what to do He poured the the liquid into green eyed god's glass He poured the liquid into his mouth "Hey I'm Abigail" I smiled seductively putting my hand forward for a hand shake.

His mind suddenly made up, the chief of the heathens spoke. "You need perhaps an example." Talking to Herald as the man began to feel uncomfortable. "...I will show you a fascinating characteristic of women. In a few minutes your wife," he announced turning to Herald, "...will spread her legs and meet my stiff shaft into her heated little oasis. Even though she worries and despises me, she will jolt and grind like any common whore and take enjoyment in me."

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."