Wife Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

Being the smart cookie that Chelsey was, she quickly caught on to what Lucas meant. Josie had tried to coax her into having a child earlier that day. There was no way she would have given up so easily. It seemed like she had an ulterior motive for asking both of them to join her for dinner. Chelsey noticed that blood had already seeped through the wad of tissues Lucas stuffed up his nostrils, so she hurriedly said, "Why don't you go take a shower?" Men always took a shower whenever they ingested aphrodisiacs by accident. They'd turn out fine after that. At least that was what she read in novels.

The aggrieved woman got to have some time to vent; she hit the sh*t out of the woman. “I will kill you with my bare hands,” the woman yelled as they dragged her out. Finally, after the dust had settled, I told her the real story. The two women were sisters, and the one inside had seduced her husband. As I thought about it, the story seemed familiar. Nora. Maria

And the words 'will marry', were nothing more than a big lie. A sensual whisper like a rushing wave crashed through the calmness that had been elusive just moments ago. Not even the situation could be understood properly. The tantalizing gesture of lithe fingers drew the spectral net to trap the dim room situation until a woman's smile made the owner of the beady eyes gasp. He indirectly gave encouragement to avoid the seduction of lips that almost whispered hotter. Such a thing made the woman who was seducing screeched after a few meters fell down. Aquela immediately got up, then patted the silk cloth wrapped around her body. "Can't you slow down, King? I wonder how you can sigh under your

He moves like someone calculating leverage. His fingers slide beneath my shirt, his nails grazing my chest. “You’re stressed,” he whispers. “Let me fix it.” It is the same strategy he uses the first night we are together. He acts as if he is about to withdraw, as if he does not care whether I respond. Then, the moment my guard drops, even slightly, he pounces with that intoxicating, controlled seduction that always leaves me wanting more than I should. Before I can reply, his mouth meets mine, hungry, controlling, the kind of kiss that says he is setting the pace, not me.

This horrific and bizarre humiliation—his own wife coming to him drenched in the seed of another man, a slave at that, and panting as she reported her pleasure—was now the ultimate aphrodisiac, far more potent to him than any love potion. Kneeling demurely on the floor, In-young smoothly pulled down her husband's silk trousers—taut and ready to burst from his erection—below his knees. Then, with the very red lips that until moments ago had ravenously tasted the slave's seed. She opened wide, took her husband's flaccid length deep into her mouth. And began to suck, smoothly and expertly rolling her tongue.

My sweat was falling to his chest, and he sucked my breast and played with it with his hot, wet tongue. His powerful arms grasp my hand hard to prevent me from fleeing, but I am so weary; how can I escape from him? Ultimately, he will tell everyone that he is my husband. When I told everyone that I was fucked against my consent, no one would believe my story because Sebastian was hot and handsome, as with his desirable smoking appearance, no one could resist him but me! I give up after every thrust he makes and allow him to do whatever he wants until I collapse on his arms and fall asleep.

He asked in a low voice, "Woman, are you seducing your superior?" Seduce him? Jenna wanted to laugh. Was there any need to seduce him? Thinking about it, she smiled discreetly and said, "Even if I am, I'm seducing my husband. It's not against the law. What's more, there is no need to seduce you!" The moment these words left her mouth, Hansen's face darkened. "You d*mn woman. Who do you want to seduce?" Inexplicably nervous, he asked.

fucking more loudly. He started fucking me with full force now. When I did it with my husband we only tried on position and it ended in a minute but not with Sanju. He was fucking me like 15 minutes straight. He teached me different styles and positions like [mesilory, doggystyle, cowgirl, 360, 69] After 25 minutes he was about to discharge his bullet and he was trying to put out his gun but I just wrapped back him with my legs and I asked him to keep hitting, because this was the purpose that I want to make sure that I wanna be pregnant.

Sarah rode him slow while Marcus fucked his wife from behind, her pearl snap shirt gaping open. "Hell yeah," he slurred, licking Adam's palm. Later, Sarah stretched across all three husbands, sticky and satisfied. "Told you seduction works." Jeff bit her shoulder. "Like father, like kids." Outside, Eli groaned, covering his siblings' ears. "For fuck's sake."

He patted her head. "You." She smirks at him. He bit his lips to avoid laughing and he pulled her up and started kissing her lips. She responded with the same hunger. He pulled out and looked at her swollen lips. His wife is back, the most dangerous woman he ever met. "Wifey, if you keep this trick up, I may not help myself but to make love to you. So, please… don't seduce me." Sabrina holds her laugh. Their voices were so low that only the two of them could hear it since their little one was asleep enjoying the big bed.