Cheating Creampie Stories Novels & Stories

“Every night you’re going to spread for this cock. No more cheating ex. Just my cum leaking from your holes.” I nodded frantically, nails digging into his back. “Yes—yours. Breed me. Fill your slut up.” The final round was intense and primal. He fucked me like he wanted to imprint himself inside me—deep, hard, relentless. My orgasms blended into one long, continuous wave of ecstasy. I came so many times I lost count, sobbing and squirting around his pistoning cock. Finally, his rhythm faltered. “Gonna cum deep in this cheating-ex pussy,” he growled.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

I have signed the divorce papers and left with nothing, but one thing is sure… He will regret it soon! Attention: This is the book 2 of Triumph Of My Cheating Husband.

They growled in agreement, their thrusts turning erratic. After a while, Riley first, his body tensing. “Take my load, Ash.” Hot spurts jetted deep, coating my walls, the piercing pulsing with each rope. Jordan followed seconds later, his cock swelling. “Let me breed you full, little slut.” His cum mixed, flooding thick, pushing past their shafts and dripping down my thighs. The double creampie triggered mine, untouched orgasm ripping through me. My dick spurting ropes on the sheets, my ass clenching milking every drop from them.

She squealed in pleasure, more and more of her juices flooding into my mouth and onto my face. The cock inside me painted my pussy walls with cum and was quickly replaced with another. The two in my hands came all over Faith and me, and then two more took their place just as the one now inside my pussy exploded. Cum rained down onto Faith’s chest and my forehead from several leprechauns jacking off onto us while watching the show. Then another leprechaun was inside my pussy, and another, and another. This went on for some time.

Josh straddled, face-fucked brutal—creampie #4: throat-pumping cum straight down, choking me as I gulped. “Double up!” Hunter and Andrew both crammed my pussy—impossible stretch, their cocks stretching me impossibly wide. Double vaginal—fuck, SHIT!, the pressure intense but so fucking good. screaming squirt again, drenching us. They pounded aggressive, syncing thrusts till Hunter came first—creampie #5, flooding deep, cum bubbling out. Andrew groaned, adding #6: realistic double-load, pussy overflowing in creamy mess, squirting back over their cocks. Flipped doggy, Josh ass-pounded while Mickey pussy-slammed—final creampies: Mickey #7 in pussy, Josh #8 in ass, hot surges filling me till cum

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

I’m panting, drooling, pussy clenching on nothing. Zach leaves it seated deep, slaps my ass so it jiggles around the base. “Look how pretty,” he says to the camera. “But chat wants the real dick now.” He pulls the plug out slow. My hole gapes pink and shiny. I hear his zipper. “No condom?” I whisper, panicked. “Request said creampie. Creampie means raw.” Before I can answer he lines up and shoves. The stretch is insane. I scream, high and broken.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

“Look how easily you spread your legs for me. You never wanted to win that chase, did you?” She shook her head once. He increased the volume. Her cries echoed in the quiet space. Her face was currently red as fuck but it seemed like she couldn’t look away anymore, somehow transfixed by the screen. He slid one hand between her legs from behind. She was soaked again. Watching the footage back, he hadn’t even realized she was begging him to cum inside her. He chuckled, the sound low in her ear. “Look how badly you were begging to be bred.” Her legs clenched around his fingers. “That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pret