Cheating Smut Novels & Stories

Absolutely. First, she didn't even claim her parents' bodies—left them for the birds to pick apart. Then she mixed their ashes with dog urine. Any one of those alone would be enough to get her punished by the heavens. I'm guessing when they reincarnate, they'll carry that stench with them. Raising a daughter like that—they really failed as parents. I couldn't be bothered to argue. I just said flatly, "Sure. Can we sign the papers now?"

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.

Liam reclined back into his seat more, an amused smile that I ached to wipe off his face on display. “Do enlighten us.” he urged me. I drank again from my cup and realized my cappuccino was gone. I had finished it. I leaned forward on the table in Liam’s direction. “The arrogant type and the cheating type.” No one said a word. I cleared my throat and went on. “Most especially the cheating kind.” No one still said a word but I knew I was on point when Liam cocked an eyebrow. “The cheating kind are the utmost worse because they claim to love their partner but they still go about spreading the legs of anything that has hole. They are total devils.”

“Rachel Steiner, let’s get a divorce. “It’s terminal. I’d rather not trouble you any further.” Ian Smith lay curled up at one end of the sofa. He had his face buried in his hands, so that I couldn’t see what sort of expression he was wearing. But I could hear, in that hoarse whisper, all the agony and despair he was feeling. My gaze strayed over to the handbag, where it had been discarded. Among its contents was a report of Ian’s physical examination.

After rinsing off, I used the toilet, but as I stood up, something caught my eye—a cigarette butt sitting in the trash. I squinted at it, examining the brand—it was a Dunhill. I froze. I always smoked Marlboro cigarettes; I had never even tried Dunhill! Where did this come from? Could my earlier suspicions be true? Did Donna really have another man over? Was she cheating on me? My face darkened with dread. I lingered in the bathroom for what felt like ages before finally emerging, forcing my expression to return to normal. "Babe, ready to head out for dinner?" I asked Donna.

"You know the rules, we don't cross that line." "Why not?" I demanded, frustration mixing with the aching arousal that made my balls heavy and full. "We've done everything else—what difference does it make? Your mouth on my cock, my fingers buried in your cunt—it's all cheating already." "Because that would be actually cheating," Vanessa said, her logic twisted but firm, the mental gymnastics allowing her to indulge without full surrender. "Everything else is just... stress relief." Her voice wavered, though, and I could feel her pussy clench against my shaft, her juices dripping down to coat my balls.

I had no idea what he was talking about. But I knew for sure, my body was familiar with his touch! I had no recollection of my past, let alone any infidelity. His grip on my shoulder tightened, causing me to flinch. "Good," he sneered. "Because if you do, I'll make sure Damon never believes a word you say. He'll think you're nothing but a lying, cheating whore." I couldn't take it anymore. I broke down in tears, my body shaking with sobs. He finally released me, watching with a cruel smirk as I crumpled to the ground, calling myself a cheat.

I beg you, don't cheat on me with other she-wolves. After assuring me that he would never cheat on me, Matthew proceeded to provide me with instructions regarding what I should communicate to the alpha king regarding my checkup. Matthew vowed that he would never deceive or cheat on me ever. "And while we're on the topic, make sure you tell the alpha king that I gave you some medication to speed up the process of getting pregnant so that you both could start a family as soon as possible. Also, make sure you take these vitamins regularly. In the event that he had any questions regarding the medicines."

My hand found the bulge on my stomach, and I looked up at the devil. "Do you want to feel?" I asked him with curiosity. "Ehm... No." Sammi sternly said with a shake of his head. "Come on," I urged, "Feel. Please." "No. I can't." Sammi replied, his eyes dropping to my stomach. "Why?" I asked with a head tilt. Some doubt entered his eyes when he regarded me. "Isn't that considered cheating for humans? Touching another?"

The plot they were filming was that the cheating douchebag found out that his new lover was not what he had anticipated, and he came back begging to get back with Gem. Inside the café, Charmine sat coldly with her long legs crossed. She looked elegant and proud. The douchebag sat in front of her and began rambling remorsefully, “It’s my fault, Gem. I’m sorry, and I truly love you. I realized just how great you are after spending time with her. She was the one who seduced me. I wouldn’t have cheated if it wasn’t for her!” Charmine looked at him as if she had seen Anthony.