Cheating Fiction Novels & Stories

he looked at me through the corner of his eyes. At this point, I felt like I should not say what I saw. What if I had seen wrong? Besides, I had only heard of that kind of act and read it in novels only. I had not even watched it in a movie yet. What if I was not sure what I saw? It is only in the novels that I read that they explain those kinds of things to me. And in those novels, the people doing it are often happy doing it. What if Elaina I was not doing anything wrong? What if I am going to raise a false alarm? Then I remembered a novel about a man cheating on his wife. Then another novel about a woman cheating on her husband. At the end of both novels, I understood that cheating was ba

“The affair rumors. The hotel records. The staged meetings.” A pause. “I fabricated most of them.” Sophie gasped softly. “Oh my God…” Amelia felt dizzy suddenly. “You’re lying.” Vanessa shook her head. “No.” Her voice softened strangely. “Damian emotionally neglected you all on his own.” That hit brutally hard. Vanessa continued. “But the cheating narrative?” A pause. “I fed it carefully.” Amelia stared at Damian. And the worst part was,he looked genuinely shocked too. Vanessa smiled faintly. “You never even checked the files properly, did you?”

A rhetorical question as he rammed in and out of me. I gripped the ends of the desk as he ploughed me without caution. I was surprised at how he accurately stopped at the point just before slamming my ass cheeks. It was the most quiet sex I had ever had. He didn't make a sound either, turning his moans into exhales. There was no doubt in my mind that this man had cheated on his wife before now. The thought of how fake they were gave me the motivation to keep going. It eliminated any pity or conscience I had when it came to them. They were both bad people pretending to be good.

CHAPTER 1: MAKING HIS MISTRESS MY WHORE Let me tell you how I became the woman who fucked both my husband and his mistress in the same night. Spoiler: I made them both beg. And not the cute, whiny little begs. I’m talking gut-deep, snot-and-tears, soul-selling begs. The kind where they’d lick the sweat from my ass to get another taste of my pussy. This isn’t a story about a broken heart. It’s about a fucking awakening. His cheating was the invitation I needed to explore... well, my true fantasies. Not the vanilla bullshit he’d so often subjected our marriage to.

Stretched Wide: Filling Every Inch of Her Ass The Cuckold’s Bargain: Watching Him Ravage My Wife Midnight Mistress: Begging for His Thickest Sin Public Desecration: Fucked in the Altar Room The Breeding Program: A Pussy Destined for His Load Tasting Her Best Friend: A Dirty Secret Between Us Broken In: The Gangbang That Left Her Raw Daddy’s Little Sinner: A Taboo Worth the Scandal Stuffed to the Brim: His Cock, Her Tight Pussy The Office Slut: A Lineup Outside Her Cubicle Forbidden Friction: Cheating in the Worst Possible Way Raw and Ruined: An Asshole That Needs Stretching Three-Way Betrayal: Fucking My Husband’s Brother The Gauntlet of Cocks: She Took Them All Pussy on Display: Used by Eve

"Glen, I'm pregnant. With your baby. From now on, our family has one more person who loves you." She looked so gentle saying it. My chest burned, anger climbing fast. 'You keep saying you love me. You still cheated. And now you want me to raise another man's kid?' What did I do to earn this kind of punishment? I stayed silent, face dark. Vanessa's smile slowly slipped. Then she signed the same words again. Right. She still thought I couldn't hear. I looked at her, flat and cold, and spoke. "Are you sure the baby's mine, and not someone else's?"

She was the only person I wanted to see before I died—my beloved professor who'd always taken such good care of me. However, both Professor Moore and Felicia Stewart, a college senior of mine, kept convincing me to stay. Their insistence wore me down, so I stayed on in Sunnoria and began working with Professor Moore. Felicia rented me an apartment she owned, which was right above hers. I slowly grew closer to her. One day, when we were both inebriated, we ended up in bed together. Feeling awkward about the whole situation, I decided to move out. However, out of nowhere, Felicia asked me to marry her.

It could be because we didn’t know whose room was that. “Let’s hope not.” Zaroon said with a sore face as gently he opened the door so slightly that the people inside wouldn’t be able to notice it was opened as he opened to a sleek rent as we could now hear the voices without any hurdle and we came to know it was definitely wasn’t the mother but the aunt or otherwise everything would be difficult for me. For me because then I would have to deal with Aysham who definitely didn’t have any idea about what was the world about. Because I had seen multiple types of cheatings in my world. There were so many and even the other person and never know that his or her partner was cheating on him his ent

He asks and my mouth falls open. “You want me to wait for you?” I ask again, needing to be sure I heard him right. He nods, “You want this, Thea. Not me. I’m only willing to do this if I know you’ll wait for me when it doesn’t work.” I shake my head, “You cheated on me.” I rasp. “No. No… No. I didn’t cheat. I was only sating my wolf.” A dark laugh leaves me, “Your dick went inside of another girl, that’s cheating no matter how you justify it.”

"Their words are law in this city. You’re fighting a tide you cannot stop. Even if he’s cheating—and I know he is—you just have to ignore it. Focus on having his heir. Once you have a Stormfang heir in your arms, you’ll have a solid, unbreakable footing in the pack. Nobody can touch you then." ​"I don't want his money, and I don't want his power!" I shouted, the sound echoing off the thin walls. “He abandoned me at the altar three times, Mom.” My mother took a breath. "Honestly, Zara, even if you refuse to reconcile with him and find someone else, he'll still cheat. All men cheat. It's in their DNA." “No Mom, I don't agree with you,” I said, rising to my feet. “Not all men cheat. I'm pretty