Affair Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Chidi watched, chest heaving, cock still twitching. They stayed like that a minute—her on her knees, tits shiny with his load, him standing over her breathing hard. No words. Just the drip of water from the forgotten tap and the heavy scent of sex hanging in the air. Ada stood slow. Pulled her skirt down. Smiled small, wicked. Wiped a streak of cum from her lip with her thumb, sucked it clean. Chidi’s eyes darkened again. Like he was already thinking about round two. Husband wasn’t back for another week.

She had sex with her step-brother. “We got married!” Martin said. “Isn’t it wonderful?” Gloria exclaimed. “You mean, you are planning on it?” Juliette added, forcing herself to breathe. “We are ready for the Champagne now, please,” Martin ordered from the server, who came by to check on them. “No, we already did,” Gloria said with a smile. Louis looked stunned. Juliette thought she might faint. “When?” She squeaked. “When we were in Hawaii,” Martin replied. The server returned with the bottle of champagne that had been set aside for this occasion, and started to pour glasses for each of them.

"Weren't you the one crying, Alex? And then you went cold on me. But since my mom told me what happened with you, I guess it all makes sense. You had sex with me, and cheated on your fiancée, then felt regret and cried. I am sure I wasn´t even the only person you slept with." Alex looked at me, her gaze intense. I felt naked under her stare and shifted uncomfortably, taking another sip of wine. She finally spoke, "I didn't cheat on my fiancée. We were in an open relationship. She did what she wanted as long as I knew about it, and I did the same.” She swallowed, “but the first day I met you, I didn't tell her. The first day we kissed, I didn't say anything to her because you occupied my mind

My eyes widened, “Jeremy! You know I’m not on birth control! You were supposed to pull out!” “You really expect me to believe that it makes you sick? Come on, get real Marley. A real woman lets her man nut in her. You better get some plan b then. I don’t want you knocked up just yet,” he pulled out of me and pushed me down onto the bed. “Lick me clean, slut,” he shoved his member in my face, and I tentatively licked his semen along with my juices off his dick. Jeremy smiled in pleasure and patted my cheek, “good girl.”

She left the bedroom exactly as it was: sheets twisted, ties on the floor, faint wet spot on the leather blotter. Let Victor smell it. Let him wonder. She fell asleep on Cameron’s side of the bed, fingers between her legs, dreaming of the next time her husband left town. Victor’s plane touched down at Teterboro right on schedule. By then Cameron was in his apartment, jerking off with her panties wrapped around his cock, coming into the lace while replaying the sound she made when he’d whispered mine against her throat. The city woke up around them, oblivious. The affair had moved into the penthouse now.

This is bad and who is going to help me, I turned to the wide open door thinking if I can make a run for it unfortunately he trailed my gaze and kick the door close with his foot. Great a fucking predator and I'm his prey, "What exactly do you want?" I wanted to stall enough time because I know Tristan is on his way back, "I told you I want you, You can't married to my cousin then we can't be together or do you want to be having an affair outside your marriage?" He kept coming closer and I hated the fact that I'm close to the wall now if I'm trapped then it's the end.

Her naked body pressed against me, her breasts sticky with my cum from before, her thighs wet with our juices. “That was intense,” she said, her voice rough, catching her breath. “Yeah, you’re so sweet,” I said, wiping sweat off my forehead. She looked up at me, her lips curling into a smile, her eyes bright in the dim room. I knew this was risky. If her mom found out, it’d be a mess, probably end my marriage. But I didn’t care. Ariana’s pussy was too tight, too wet, too perfect. I’d been wanting her since I met her, and now that I’d fucked her, heard her moan “Zaddy,” and felt her swallow my cum, I was addicted. I’d never stop fucking her, no matter what.

AUGUST Levi slate left me standing there, Hard. He acted like he hadn’t just dropped the most insane, yet fucking hot confession of my life. I thought nothing would top the charts with night shade, but Levi is onto something. Goodness me. I pressed my back against the wall, slowly falling down to the floor. He made Sex poetic. And fuck, he tasted like mint and coffee, he smelled so fucking good. Good enough to make me hard again. The door clicked shut behind him.

He promised that someday, he would give her the grand, magnificent wedding she deserved—one where she'd receive the world's blessings and never regret their years together. But seven years into their marriage, as they went from startup to IPO, instead of the wedding he promised, she got his infidelity. Fine then. These divorce papers would be her gift to commemorate his affair. She opened her eyes, once beautiful and clear, now containing nothing but ice. She took out her phone, photographed the signed divorce agreement, and sent it to her mother-in-law, Hazel Gray. Three days ago, she had already negotiated terms with Hazel, armed with evidence of George's affair.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”