Wifes Fantasies Novels & Stories

“You’re living in a fantasy.” “Maybe I am. But it’s my fantasy, and as long as I’m his wife, I’ll fight for it," I pointed at her. "While you will be stuck as his side piece. A woman he can never be proud of. A woman he will never show off to parties or show to his business partners." Tears formed in her eyes as she glared at me. "You..... " I smirked and continued, "You will be stuck in his shadow. He can never introduce you to his family because everyone will know that he was unfaithful to me. It will destroy his reputation and his family."

There’s a quiet laugh in her voice. “The same reason that we all are here tonight. Besides, I love watching you be at your naughtiest self.” The second woman, Ana, says. She rubs her hand on the first woman’s ass, chuckling. “Tell me, what’s the fantasy you’ve in mind and who’s going to be your partner?” The first woman blushes, revealing. “My husband’s brother, Adam. He’ll be my partner. I’ve always fantasized about fucking him while getting drawn by Silas. I’ll have to bribe him. I know he’s attracted to me.”

“Wanna see how much I hate you?” She peeled the fabric down and stepped out of them, completely naked now except for her diamond choker. Luke sat up, eyes sweeping over her body like he’d been starved. He dragged his jeans off the rest of the way and stood. “Lie down,” he said, voice like gravel. Anna raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “You once told me that your fantasy was surrender,” he said, stepping toward her. “That you wanted to be restrained.” She opened her mouth, then closed it.

She had probably thought that 10 years of marriage would at least keep me from being too ruthless. So, she had begun a series of clumsy performances. She had deliberately come to the entrance of my apartment building and, under the watchful eyes of security guards and neighbors, had dropped to her knees with a loud thud. She had cried hysterically, tears streaming down her face. "Felix! I’m sorry! Please forgive me! It was all Kyle’s fault! That bastard deceived me! He sweet-talked and seduced me! I didn’t know what came over me! For the sake of our 10 years of marriage, can you forgive me this once? Please don’t divorce me. We can go back to the way we were."

My thoughts grew hazy, and both my heart and body stirred restlessly. I locked my eyes helplessly onto the thick, veined length before me. I felt like I might start drooling. At that moment, I hated the fact that I was someone's wife. In fact, I actually wished I was a hooker. Then, I could be shameless enough to shove Katie aside and shout, "You've had enough of him! It's my turn!" I was immersed in my disgraceful fantasy when a low chuckle snapped me back to reality. I looked up and met Stefan's eyes.

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine

"So, in celebration of that event, I would like the two women in my life to be the center of attention. My fantasy is for Kelly to be gangbanged by all the men in the group. Nothing, except anal sex, is off limits, and I want each man to finish in her mouth at least once tonight, multiple times if possible. Kara, I know that you only want to have intercourse with me, and I would never ask you to change that for me, so, all the women get to do whatever they want to her, and if the men want to use her mouth, you can do so. Will that be okay?" He looked from one of them to the other, seeing smiles on each of their faces. "Let's do it!" he said, seeing no concern from either of them. Kelly and K

That was an understatement. He fantasized about men fucking me. So I started doing the same. I’d have him lie on his back and tell him while he was gone all day, someone fucked my brains out. Or a group of men took me, or how sore and stretched my pussy and ass were. So I’d sit on his face, make him kiss and lick my "used" ass and pussy. I’d make him beat off because I was too sore for him to fuck me. That really got him off a lot of times. And they were just fantasies, he always said that. But I wondered... first, these fantasies started turning me on too, and second, I saw how much it excited my husband. What if he wanted these fantasies to come true? Or was he too afraid to ask?

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.

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy