Cheating Wife Erotica の小説・ストーリー

ARC 11: LOYALTY WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, cheating, revenge sex, dirty talk, public-risk elements, rough finger-fucking, deepthroat, and intense consensual adultery themes. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to raw, unrestrained erotic fiction. --- I’ve always been the good wife. The one who smiles at the neighbours and keeps the house spotless. The good wife that fucks her husband on schedule like "a dutiful little appliance"

My wife is pregnant, and I'm a little worried. Before bed, I scroll through a parenting forum and come across an anonymous post. "My husband won't let me have my male best friend's baby. Is this a serious violation of my reproductive rights?" The poster pours her heart out, each line of the post dripping with self-pity. "My doctor said my progesterone levels are low, my her HCG levels aren't doubling as expected, and the gestational sac is implanted close to the scar tissue from my last surgery. If the pregnancy continues, it could cause massive bleeding and put my life at risk. "That's why my husband refuses to let me continue the pregnancy. But he doesn't understand. This baby is the

“Or we’ll let him in and show him exactly what his wife looks like when she’s been properly bred and plugged like a cheap whore.” Emma threw on the hotel robe with trembling hands, barely managing to tie it. The plugs shifted with every movement, pushing more cum against her cervix and making her asshole clench. Creamy leakage was already threatening to escape down her thighs. She stepped into the hallway, closing the door firmly behind her, and faced her husband. Mark stood there, eyes red-rimmed, his face a storm of betrayal. “What the fuck is going on, Emma? First you disappear for days, now you’re at another hotel? Are you cheating on me?”

This time the goblin was looking at Celea expecting the answers she wanted " Of course" Happily agreed Celea " your husband has been cheating on you ever since you got married" " HOW COULD YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH MY FRIEND SHINA, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!?" The wife was shouting at her husband again " My…dea…dear..I swear I didn't do..such thing ever….that…that kid is lying" Shuttered the husband " Oh yeah that's true " Said Celea interrupting them " See?!"

The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

“Said it was the only way to stop me from touching him while he flipped me any way he wanted.” I could taste copper on my tongue from biting down so hard. “He was rough. And so damn good. That’s why I can’t let him go. Definitely not to you, Isla Whitmore.” She stepped back, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “You can’t fuck him like I do. You’ll see. Sooner or later… he’ll be back in my bed.” Her heels clicked as she left the room—each step echoing like a countdown to chaos. I stared at the canvas.

The sound of my hips slapping against her ass echoed through the silent kitchen. She was soaking, creaming all over my cock, her juices dripping onto the floor beneath us. “Harder,” she gasped, nails digging into my back. “Make me feel it for days baby, make my husband wonder why I’m walking funny.” I grabbed her throat and pounded into her even rougher, the tile floor making her back slide with every thrust. Her pussy was clenching around me, milking my cock, sucking me in deeper “Tell me how much you love cheating on him,” I growled.

Like how I would love to order Ophelia when she is needy on her knees like this. She eased my brief down and took my pulsing cock in her hand, and I closed my eyes letting my imagination get the best of me. “Take me, Ophelia, take me in that sweet mouth of yours my little doll.” I was fucked up to care, and my imaginary Lia did, feeling her warm tongue on the tip of my cock, licking the little precum on my tip before she swallowed me, and I felt my hardness hit the back of her throat. She knew I loved it throat-deep, and I didn't hold back as I began thrusting madly into her throat, hearing the crazy noise that came out of her mouth. Her hair held tightly in my grip “Fuck Lia…” I would hold

My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I stared at my phone screen, reading Emma's last text to her father for the third time. I'd hacked into the Beta's phone—not difficult when I had Alpha access to pack systems—desperate for any information about where Emma had gone. *"I have proof."* Two words that made my blood run cold. Proof of what? The affair? Something else? And what did she plan to do with it? My office door opened without a knock, and Vanessa sauntered in wearing a dress that was far too revealing for pack house business. The sight of her usually excited me, but today my wolf snarled with actual hostility.

“This married pussy is gripping me so fucking tight. Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?” “No…fuck no,he doesn’t…harder…please fuck me harder!!!” He railed me mercilessly, one hand slapping my ass hard enough to sting. My tits bounced wildly against the hood. I was moaning and crying out like a whore, completely lost. He reached around and rubbed my clit roughly while still pounding me. “Cum again,” he ordered. “Cum all over my cock like the cheating wife you are.” I shattered for the second time, screaming, my pussy clamping down around him in powerful waves. My juices squirted down my thighs and onto the driveway. He fucked me straight through it, never slowing down.