Cerita Dewasa Istriku Selingkuh นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She can't understand why he was suddenly acting weird on a day like this. "Bastard? Are you calling our baby a bastard?" Ida assumed that her husband couldn't be speaking to her that way. "Big sister, your baby is truly a bastard. I guess Olga hide it from you but the he wasn't the one you had sex with nine months ago," Janie, her younger sister said. "That can't be true," Ida stood, what she was hearing was too much for her to handle. "It's true. I never had sex with you. That night, it was a stranger you had sex with not me," Olga responded.

This is proof that my strategy worked. "Are you insane, sir? You're already married and have children; don't be such an idiot!" She reprimanded me. "Why would you label me an idiot? And what's the harm in doing something enticing?" I teased her more with a seductive tone. "Cheating with your own wife is a sin! And I am not the type of woman who snatches a man who is already married!" she said, making an excellent point. I merely smirked at what she said and touched the portion of her lips where there was rice stuck. I ate it right in front of her.

“Calista, I think you misheard me. I was talking about my past, about the guilt I carry. It has nothing to do with not wanting to be connected to you. Let me explain—” She scoffs, turning away. “What’s there to explain? You’re married, Levi.” This fucking woman. “No, listen to me,” I insist, stepping closer. “I’m not married. Not anymore. My wife... my ex wife, she turned out to be my brother’s mate. What I said to your father, it was about my guilt, not about still being married.” She turns back to me, her eyes searching mine for the truth. “What? But you said...”

I was still trying to pin the information into my head as my wife, my estranged wife, was putting the mug down on the table and went to straddle me on the bed. “You think I was your imagination, Cavan?” she whispered to me as our hot breaths mingled. I nodded, trying to keep my hands to myself but it was difficult when this siren was seducing me with her flaming hair and amber eyes locking with my blue ones. “Then, may this help clarify stuff for you,” she said before she pulled me by the nape and kissed me on the lips. I groaned as I was pulling her closer before I was turning us around, putting her beneath me as I was kissing her hungrily. It has been a while since I have a woman in my bed

“My sister will also be in attendance. She is currently feeling a bit vulnerable, and you will be mindful of it. She is nine years younger than I am and her husband is a bit of a dirtbag.” “You have the audacity to say such things about another man?” the words were out before she could stop them, and she rounded her eyes apologetically. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He barely reacted to her comment, “while I am many things, Delfina, the one thing I would never do is cheat on my wife. My sister and I were supporting my mother while her greatest love was being placed in a casket. My sister’s husband was late to the funeral home because he was fucking one of his three mistresses. He showed up late

Maybe not as often as when we were younger, but the important thing is that warmth is maintained. Dwi really satisfies me in bed, since with him I have learned many things in love, maybe my husband used to be a hooker, as well as my past failures or life that used to be naughty. Oh well, we've buried all the past memories together, let's all be stories. Now only with my husband, Sintia and Dwi together spend the night, carve dreams, reach goals, sail the ocean of love and household. I kissed my husband and I whispered sweet words in his ear.

"He struggled. I found out he used to... jerk off to male p**n." My mind reeled. The entire foundation of my fury, the thing I thought had happened to my sister, was a lie I had told myself. "Wait.... I don't.....'' "He was not having an affair although what he was doing did sort of count as cheating. Nobody wants to be married to someone for so long only to find out that their husband is attracted to men'' She laughed and shook her head, ''Didn't make that shit hurt any less I'll tell you that much''

"Since we've decided on divorcing, I might as well tell you about my illicit act! Yes, I cheated on you, and guess what? It was not once and was definitely not thrice! I can't even count how many times I had it with him. "He was so sweet that I couldn't stay a day without rushing to him! Yes, he wasn't the one begging me to come, I was the one always begging him to come over and pick me up so that he can get to put his damn big monster dick in my wet pussy and do all sorts of crazy things to me! "And trust me when I say I loved every bit of it! The fucks were golden! The way he dug deep into my pussy and spanked my ass, gosh, I can never forget how heavenly it felt!"

His phone buzzed with a message from his mystery wife, but he ignored it. He scoffed. “How can she be under another man and still texting another? How loose is she?" Valeria arrived home to see Callista in bed with a man, stark naked, the man plunged inside her. “Oh, my God, Callista," she screamed, covering her eyes. They both detached from each other, scrambling to cover up. “I'm so sorry, V. I didn't know you'd be back so early," Callista apologized. The man hurriedly dressed up and ran out.

"Iris, your deadbeat husband didn't suspect anything, did he? I poured half a bottle of extra-strong itching powder into the air vents. It didn't drive him insane, did it?" Iris dotingly booped his nose. Her tone dripped with contempt for me when she sneered, "He's an idiot; he hasn't got a clue. He really thought I'd gotten my hands on something almost brand new and was crouching there, cleaning it bit by bit, putting up with the pain in his back." "Serves him right!" Tristan snorted. "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!"