Adulteress Novels & Stories

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,

Danielle continued to rub herself a bit faster than before while the woman kept her head lowered in shame. "You really won't learn, huh? A resilient one, I see." Cyrus assumed she was deliberately testing his patience and his limits to what extent he could torture her. The Alpha had never seen such a woman who could appear innocent from her but play slyly. No doubt Danielle fascinated him but he could not deny the fact of her being a brothel whore. Well, the assumptions were on peak from sides which created misunderstandings. Cyrus leaned in and growled at her to make Danielle lift her head and as soon as she did, all he could see was her tear smeared face which had black trails of droplets.

"Scream, cry, beg. The more you try to resist, the more tempting you become." **** Aeval lost everything to destiny. Her horrific past still haunts her even after years. A mistake made in intoxication now has make her nights sleepless and days restless. At the young age of 22, she is struggling to find her broken pieces in streets of New York even if it meant stealing to pass the night without empty stomach. Her life turned upside down when one night she broke one of her rules and slept with the most deadliest man she can ever encounter, unintentionally.

my tone is soft and sweet and the fucker turns to putty. "That's more like it " He says as he rests back in the chair. I walk around the chair dragging my fingers across his shoulders and neck and I bend down infront of him giving him a view of my ass. I look at him and the desire in his eyes are evident. I stand back up and straddle him pushing my breasts into his face. He starts kissing my breasts and i slip the knife out from my boots while he is distracted. I lean towards his ear and whisper " I heard you were a very bad man and bad men gets punished"

A pang of relief washed over my features when I saw her name but was soon filled with rage when I read her text. 'We need to stop. Whatever we are doing is not right. Tomorrow will be my last day. And don't worry about the breaching amount, I will pay.' That woman had entirely lost her senses or had forgotten the correct amount of breach. It wasn't one million. It was needed for me to have her acquainted with the truth of what I meant with the contract and who exactly she belonged to. I headed out to go to my ultimate destination, the source of my compose, Aditi

"Don't start what you can't finish, Vada. Wake the beast up, you must tame him and put him back to sleep, you can't stand the hell." He managed to whisper with a raspy voice and that made Vada to get even wetter down there, she couldn't believe her silly virgin body wanted to know how it would feel like to tame the beast even after the stern back off warning, it must be crazy. Liam knew he was going to explode if she sat right there a breath away from him in the next minute, so he stood up, stretched himself and wheeled her back to the table, pouring her a glass of red wine to flush down the nice meal she had, she got instantly filled up after the heated moment she just had with him and coul

Crawling forward, I stop beside her, but before I can stop her, she grips my arm, pulls me toward her and growls. "Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it." Unable to reply, I try to break her hold, but her strength is unparalleled. Apolliana’s eyes glow with malice as she leans close and repeats the verse again. "Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord.

"I thought you were innocent, you were naive but no, you are a wolf in disguise. A black sheep, a bloody slut who just deceives men with her innocent looks just to get in their pants, isn't it you whore?" I growled making her cry more. I grabbed her jaw, her eyes were shut tightly. I squeezed her cheeks painfully making her lips turn in a pout. "Marrying another man when you're already married to one? Only my wench knows this magical spell. My innocent virago who is no more than a bloody gold-digger, she only knows this trick. So, tell me how much you enjoyed this game? Did you got successful in arousing that bastard's libido or not? Because the way you two look at each other it's clear that

She sold herself to that fatal sinner and was committing that sin of sleeping with a married man just for the sake of saving her three years old daughter's life because he left her with no other option. Her watery eyes trailed towards a table and she saw those papers placed on it. Those papers in which she had written her existence to him with her own hands and just right beside those papers, she saw his and his wife's picture. It made her disgusted with herself. She agreed to sleep with a man who was already married to another woman but she was helpless. That monster turned her vulnerable and helpless and forced her to commit that sin with him. Her body stiffened in terror when she heard th

"Why? What does it matter to you? Have you forgotten we’re getting a divorce soon? Besides, you don’t get to decide who I sleep with—especially after you were the one who cheated first, and with my younger sister.” “So?” I scoffed. “You threw yourself at someone else because of that? Are you insane! I’m a man, you’re a woman. What you’re doing is disgusting. You’re a fucking whore.” Instead of getting angry, Astrid just laughed. “Then what do you call her?” She pointed at Serena, who was standing next to me. “Hmm, a home-wrecker, mistress, adulteress, side chick, concubine.....the other woman. Don’t make me laugh, Nathaniel. Your twisted mentality is hilarious