Novel & Cerita Adultery Stories

Their karmic desires of satiating themselves were effervescent and their lusty love was the escape only. Just like this hidden affair kept hidden from my boss and we fucked every day behind his back. ******** Author Comment: Dear Readers, Don't worry I'll continue and complete the "Seduced by Lust" series. I'm just stuck with the future storyline as we call it, "Writer Block". So till then enjoy my draft short stories.

“Thank you, Master Chinedu, for breeding my wife’s worthless married pussy, my tiny 5-inch white dick could never satisfy her. I’m just a pathetic, locked cuck who fucks his own ass while cleaning real men.” Mark opened his mouth and took Chinedu’s massive, creamy cock deep, sucking sloppily while he rocked back and forth on the dildo. The wet sounds of him fucking his own ass mixed with the obscene sucking. The fluffy tail attachment bounced ridiculously with every thrust, making the guests howl with laughter. Chinedu slapped Mark’s face. “Deeper, bitch. Tell them how you stay denied.” Mark pulled off briefly, gasping, still riding the dildo faster. “I stay locked in chastity because I don’

"I know, you feel disgusted when he touches you. Sorry for ruining the mood. I'll stop talking about him. Let's go to the window. Raise your leg higher..." This was the wife I had shared a bed with for three years. She locked me in a 120-degree warm room to torture me, then committed adultery with her own brother-in-law in broad daylight. She told me she wanted to put romance aside, but she then bloomed freely in the arms of another man. I smiled bitterly, tears streaming down my face. The phone couldn't withstand the high temperature and shut down by itself, and the video call ended. However, their voices still lingered in my mind.

‎Anny's POV ‎I have been married to my husband Greg, for ten years now. With no kids. Greg and I have been trying to make babies for the past ten years but haven't been successful. ‎I love my dearest husband so much, but over the past few years, Greg has become almost inactive in bed. ‎I have relentless sexual hunger. I love having sex a lot. Since Greg has been unable to satisfy my sexual urge and fantasies, I've been forced to look for other alternatives, such as vibrators and masturbation.

I quickly took money from my wallet and then I just left it on the table even though I couldn't eat what I ordered anymore, then my knees softened and left there and headed for the nearest night club. I thought it was easy to forget him, to erase him from my heart and mind. I thought that the love I had for him could be overshadowed by anger, but it wasn't. Because the man who promised me in front of the altar that he would love me faithfully, is secretly having an affair.

In the previous lifetime, that promise had kept me shackled for decades. I truly believed that because I loved him and had shared his hardships, we’d grow old together. Even when I found out about his affair and that he had gotten another woman pregnant, I still foolishly thought he would come back to me. It wasn’t until he threw me in prison and caused my parents’ deaths over that college girl that I finally came to my senses. Even lovers who met at a young age could see their relationship deteriorate this badly. True love was never eternal. I smoothed the creases on my resignation letter. My gaze remained calm.

There was an age gap, sure, but apparently Maria and Marcus had always been close, and both families had planned to hold the wedding once Maria hit the right age. And then I came along. She painted me as some gold-digger, hell-bent on marrying rich. Claimed I knew Marcus was engaged and still seduced him-pressured him into marrying me. Yeah, I got what I wanted, but the Crescent Pack allegedly never acknowledged the marriage. She went on to say Marcus had finally seen through me these past two years-that I was greedy, manipulative, and even hooked up with another man at a hotel when Marcus was away on business trips.

After running into her on the drive here though, I was forced to think of other things about her that weren’t her body. Like her story; being framed as an adulterer by an unknown person and losing her marriage to it. Honestly, that sounded like bollocks to me. She probably was a cheat. Some people have mastered the art of lying till the very end, even when the truth is staring them in the face. It was why she didn’t want to show me the pictures, scared I would figure out her lie. Or she could be telling the truth. A loyal wife caught off guard by cheating allegations from her husband, divorced, and now trying to make sense of the conundrum she had been thrust into.

"It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!" "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy, babe, you can toy with him however you want." The couple laughed as they walked into the dream home that should've been mine. The door slammed shut with a heavy thud. I stood in the dimly lit stairwell, feeling as though I had plummeted into an ice pit. How dare they? They cheated on me, humiliated me, and plotted against me behind my back! Did they think I couldn't do anything to them?

“How is it your fault? You told me she felt pain and fell to the floor bleeding… what aren’t you telling me, Maria?” Maria looked down, shame washing over her face. “You didn’t tell her?” Clara asked gently. Maria swallowed. “Clara caught Adrian cheating on me.” Bella stiffened. “Adrian? Cheating?” Maria nodded. “Yes. And with a man.” Bella stared at her, stunned. “I… I never would have imagined that.” “He had the nerve to tell me he still loves me,” Maria said bitterly. “That he loves us both. So I should share my husband with a man.”