Busty Cheating Wife Novels & Stories

"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?

He'd been cheating on me this whole time, chasing thrills behind my back. However, what shocked me more was her next post. "And tonight I'm doing a home visit at their house. We'll be fooling around right under his wife's nose. Just thinking about it gets me excited!" The comments flooded in. "Holy shit, OP, that's disgusting. You're actually going to their house?" She replied quickly, "What do you know? He told me he never had feelings for his wife anyway. He only married her so she'd invest in his company.

He ripped the babydoll off her, exposing her perfect tits, he sucked on one nipple hard while fingering her soaked pussy. "She's dripping like a slut cuck." Chinedu laughed in Mark's face. "Your wife is a BBC whore, man. See how wet she is for me." He shoved two thick fingers into her, then three, stretching her. Cindy moaned loudly, grinding on his hand. "Yes, Daddy! Stretch my married pussy!" Mark could see her juices running down her thighs, Chinedu positioned her on all fours on the couch, ass facing Mark. He rubbed his massive cockhead up and down her slit, teasing her clit. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried half his length inside her.

"A real man does not cheat on his wife. And not especially when she's one like the one you've got." "Cheating?" Noah had the audacity to look sincerely annoyed. "How dare you accuse me so openly of something you have no proof about. Where in the wide world did you hear about that?" Mr Fursbrough brought out his phone and shoved it in his direction. "You are fairly known by a lot of people, so it is all over the place." Noah looked shocked and went to collect the phone. His left eye twitched in anger as he watched a video of him and Natalia from the night.

He continues to talk about his wife. “You know, I met her when she was a teenager. I never set her up with any other man. Then she grew from a girl into a woman with really big boobs. A stratospheric body. Brunette, Mediterranean colours. You wouldn't understand. She has only known me as a man, which makes me very proud. I of course cheated on her, with women, with stewardesses…” he boasts winking at me before continuing, “But I always end up going back to her, putting it in her mouth, bending her over doggy style.”

“My wife is going to eat you out.” Rory sucked in a sharp breath as they changed positions, with Rory on the couch and my wife on her knees between Rory’s legs. Anna stuck her ass up in the air as she bent over and ate Rory’s pussy. I placed my hand on her lower back to arch it even harder, then I plunged into my wife’s hole, grunting from how warm and tight she was. One hand in her hair, I shoved Anna’s face against Rory’s cunt. “You want to cheat on me with a woman?” I snarled. “Suffocate in her fucking cunt.”

I whimper as I placed a hand on my chest why would Handy be treating like this punish in me in different ways. The funniest thing is that he doesn't care he raised his head up slightly and our eyes met but he didn't bother as he hold the slut tightly on her ass while she continue f*cking him. "Handy" I yelled with a loud scream when I couldn't take it anymore how can he see me and continue what he was doing. "Wifey you are back?" he asked with a grin on his face his hold on her ass still very tight. 'What the hell, he didn't even show any remorse for being caught cheating by his wife.

They firmly holds out the microphone towards me while eagerly waiting for my responds. Alex who’s beside me gives me a slight nudge gesturing me not to say anything but I angrily shrug him off. “I didn’t cheat on my husband.” I begin. “That video was fabricated by my husband’s mistress dahlia just to pull me down. I love my husband and would never cheat on him. And guess what? He loves me too. He has no reason to maltreat me because he’s not like your husbands who uses you like a punching bag!” I lashed out on their faces hoping it sounds insulting to them enough and at the same time get them off.

William went to the bathroom to take a shower while Valeria leaned against the headboard and scrolled through her phone. Her search history was full of answers regarding the question, "How to help husband who is tired from taking care of a pregnant wife." She read all the answers with a racing heart. Some people said that men have cheating instincts. What would happen if he was unsatisfied and went out to cheat? The word "cheating" gave her a fright since she would die if the man she loved the most cheated on her.

"You came here with your husband sitting outside while your pussy is still full of my cum from last week. Don’t pretend you don’t want this." His hand slid under her dress and cupped her bare pussy. "No panties again. Such a good little cheating wife. Already soaked for your doctor." Sophia whimpered as two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning. "Quiet," he growled. "Unless you want your husband to hear what a desperate slut his wife is." He finger-fucked her slowly, curling his fingers against that perfect spot while his thumb circled her clit. Sophia bit her lip hard to stay silent, her legs trembling.