Adultery Stories Novels & Stories

Hashtags like #NickEmotionallyAbusesWife, #TheTruthBehindEliteMarriages, and #AshleySuffersInSilence shot to the top of the trending charts. Countless misled netizens flooded my livestream account, cursing me as a spoiled rich man who had driven his wife into another man's arms. It was Brian's final strike—his last desperate attempt to flip the narrative and cast himself as a victim. "Do you want me to handle this?" Chelsey asked, her tone like ice as she scrolled through the venomous comments on her tablet. I shook my head. "No need. He's just a clown dancing on borrowed time." I didn't respond. I didn't defend myself because I knew lies collapse on their own. Truth doesn't need to shout.

The new hybrid had found a little lone wolf with the soul of an alien. That wolf was an extraordinary woman who accompanied him on all his adventures and understood him like no other. They would be the settlers of another new human race, the sixth race. They would make them more aware of what love is as a couple and what its purpose is... Let's go into factors a little more detailed; many times a man lives happily with his wife, however, he notices that something is missing; Certainly it can happen that with the woman that one has he does not feel complete; it may be that she fills in the activities of the emotional center, possibly, but she may not complement herself sexually. And when he f

“I can handle it. More than handle it. I’ve matched people with kinks that would make your divorce cases look tame. But you’re skeptical. I see it in the way you’re looking at me like this is all a joke.” He chuckled again, darker this time, and leaned forward so I caught another hit of his cologne mixed with pure man. “Because it usually is. I’ve divorced three women who swore we were compatible. One liked it gently until she didn’t, then she cleaned me out in court. Another wanted rough but cried when I actually gave it to her. So yeah, I’m here to watch you try and fail, sweetheart. Might be the most entertaining part of my week.”

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

“W… what?”, he stuttered as I put the phone on speaker. “Don’t touch dare act oblivious, Amelia told me about it, you’ve been fucking her all the while we were dating? How could you, and you knew she was my friend, I’m here being faithful and you’re out there fucking everyone? Having sneaky links really? And you thought I wasn’t going to find out?”, I screamed at him. “Ava I’m sorry it was just a one time thing i-“

If they thought that was a bad idea, they could tell me. Adam sank to the ground, pulling me with him. I ran my hands across his belly before pulling down his trunks and putting my mouth on his cock. He made a strangled sound, and I sucked on him, hard, crouched between his thighs, not giving him a chance to adjust. Will lifted me to my knees, stripping off my bikini and touching me, spreading me open, nudging me with the head of his cock. He knew exactly how much sex I hadn’t been having since the divorce. Then I was filled up; the hot, thick length of Will inside me and hard thrust of Adam’s cock in my mouth. It was what I wanted, bone deep and mindless. I couldn’t establish any sort of rh

A look of astonishment crossed Xavier's face as he turned his attention to my approaching form. "Awwww... isn't it a cute sight but wrong don't you think," I said approaching them. I didn't even bother to look at May's ways. All my focus was solely focused on the man who I thought was everything to me. Who betrayed me the worst way possible. "Under Penal Law Section 255.17, A person guilty of adultery when he/she engages in any kind of sexual intercourse with another person at a time when he/she has a living spouse shall be punished with imprisonment which may extend to five years, or with fine or both,"

My mouth went dry. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Lila,” he admitted, his voice cracking a little. “Every time you prance around the house in those tiny shorts, bending over… teasing me… I jerked off thinking about you more nights than I can count.” The confession was like lightning. All the guilt, all the filthy fantasies I’ve hidden, they weren’t one-sided he wanted me too. He sat on the edge of the bed. His big hand landed on my knee and slowly slid up my thigh, spreading me open. I shivered hard; his touch was scorching.

But no one knows about the other side of me. At night, when the house is quiet, I hide under my covers with my phone and read the kind of stories that would make my mother faint. Dark. Filthy. Full of dominant men who take what they want. Girls who beg for it. Degradation that makes my thighs press together and my heart race. I touch myself to those stories, whispering things I would never say out loud, and then feel crushing guilt the next morning. I’m supposed to be pure. Innocent. The perfect daughter.