Cerita Gairah Selingkuh Novels & Stories

And I did. It was messy, desperate, nothing like the neat fantasies I’d allowed myself to imagine. We didn’t slow down, we didn’t pause to think, we simply burned. And when it was over, when the fire ebbed just enough to breathe, my forehead rested against his chest, and my lungs dragged in frantic gulps of air. Every brush of his mouth, every drag of his fingers against me was reckless, forbidden, perfect. “Tell me to stop,” he breathed against my skin, even as his body betrayed the words, trembling with restraint that was already cracking.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

As they floated in the afterglow of shared passion, her hand began to stroke the back of his head in an intimate gesture while her other hand caressed his ass while she welcomed the final drops of his cream inside her. They snuggled together on the couch as their breath and the thudding of their hearts returned to normal. Her voice was soft as she whispered, "Luke, what we did is so wrong, but I don't want you to feel bad about it. I made this happen, it wasn't your fault. I can only hope and pray that you won't think I've ever done this with anyone before. I have never had sex with anyone but my two husbands in my life, and I can tell you this much, no one has EVER made me come like you jus

Maria's head was thrown back, her mouth open in a gasp as Elena's thumb circled her swollen clit. Beside them, Sister Theresa and Sister Lucia were locked in their own heated embrace. Theresa, with her pale skin and pert ass, straddled Lucia's face, grinding her dripping folds against the other woman's eager tongue. Lucia lapped hungrily, her hands gripping Theresa's thighs, pulling her down harder. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, moans and slurps filling the sacred space. They hadn't noticed me yet, lost in their forbidden pleasures—fingering, licking, touching in ways that mocked their holy oaths.

I could already feel my balls tightening, but I fought it, focusing on her pleasure like she taught me. “Fuck… you’re doing so good for your first time,” she gasped between kisses, nails lightly dragging down my back. “Keep going. Fill this pussy. Make me cum on your cock next.” I kept thrusting into Elara in steady, deep strokes, her silky walls gripping me perfectly. But something inside me snapped. All the weeks—no, months—of celibacy, the frustration, the games… they ignited at once. My hips suddenly snapped forward, harder, faster, pounding into her with long, powerful strokes that made the chaise creak beneath us.

“All of you.” He helped her remove his trousers, his underwear. They knelt together on the habit, a makeshift bed of their own discarded piety. The air was cool on his skin, but his blood was fire. She looked at him, her gaze traveling the length of his body, settling on his cock, standing thick and urgent. She reached out, not with reverence, but with curiosity, with want. Her fingers closed around him. The touch was electrifying. He groaned, his head falling back.

He looked at her, expecting to see some kind of reaction… apart from sucking in a sharp breath, there was nothing else He continued. “I love control in the bedroom,” he said slowly, choosing his words carefully. “I like it when my woman is right on the edge…when she screams for help, wanting me to stop and screams for more because the mix of pleasure and pain causes her confusion” he explained, looking directly at her again for any sign of disgust or discomfort. There was none. Her expression stayed steady, and quietly attentive. He exhaled and went on. “Gia… you know Gia” he said, pausing for a response.

“Round one more time before we head back, baby. Let’s celebrate properly.” He entered her slowly, then fucked her with deep, claiming strokes — a perfect mixture of love and raw lust. Their moans echoed through the cabin as they reached climax together one final time. Their forbidden story wasn’t over. It had only just begun.

EXPERIENCE It’s been one week since the scandal at the restaurant happened. Isobelle has yet to get over about the slap and insults against her. Articles had been published and lots of speculations and rumors were made. Some rumors say that she and Lyon Hastings were having a relationship, dating at the restaurant and Valerie Baeyens is just a third party.