Cheating Wife Erotica Novels & Stories

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

Hey my loves, This is one of the latest stories I’m working on, and I’m honestly obsessed with what I've come up with for "Trading My Cheating Husband For My Best Friend’s Husband". This is going to be filled with chaos, sexual tension, twists, drama and lots of sprinklings of heartbreak and revenge. Katrina is done being the quiet, overlooked wife… and Christian? He’s the one man who finally sees her, claims her, and calls her his needy little Kitten, like it’s the sweetest wine on his lips.

The sound of his body slapping against my ass filled the luxurious office. “Is this what you wanted?” he grunted, fucking me faster. “Getting railed by your husband’s biggest competitor on his desk?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Harder, Derrick. Make me cum. Make me forget his pathetic dick.” He reached around and rubbed my clit while destroying my pussy. I was dripping down my thighs, moaning like a whore on his desk. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “No wonder your husband is stupid enough to cheat on you.”

I was moaning loudly, unable to hold back, as she gripped my hips and took me with deep, possessive movements. “That’s it,” she groaned, leaning over me, her breasts pressing against my back. “Take every inch like the cheating slut you are. Your husband has no idea his wife is bent over getting fucked in his own home.” The humiliation sent fresh waves of arousal through me. I pushed back to meet her thrusts, chasing the pleasure that was building so slowly, so heavily inside me. Victoria reached around and rubbed my clit in firm circles while continuing those devastating strokes. I was so close. My thighs were shaking, my moans growing louder and more desperate.

I whispered, sliding down on him slow and deep, feeling every thick vein and the way my cum-filled cunt squelched around him. “I can feel all the loads you already pumped into me getting stirred up. Bounce me harder on it.” “Ride that dick like the cheating slut you are, Vanessa,” he groaned, hands gripping my hips tight and slamming me down onto him. “Your married pussy is gripping me so fucking tight, milking my cock while your son is right upstairs. Tell me how much better I fuck you than your husband does.” “I love it so much more,” I moaned, bouncing faster, my tits jiggling with every drop as I ground my clit against his balls.

Soon both sides of her ass were glowing red. Marina pulled off Tobias’s cock, spit dripping down her chin. She looked over her shoulder at them and moaned, “Oh god, yes. Spank me. Spank my white ass. I’m a bad wife. I’m cheating on him, and I love it. I love sucking black cock while you smack my married ass.” Her words gutted me. She wasn’t just giving in, she was reveling in it. My wife, my Marina, was begging black men to punish her while I sat frozen.

“Hard. Deep. Until you forget every reason this is wrong. And you’re going to come on my cock like the desperate little wife you are.” A broken sound escaped throat. I’ve never,like I’ve never done anything like this. I’ve never cheated on my husband with another man to the extent of doing anything with his father and I don’t know how to stop myself with you. His fingers pump faster, thumb pressing firm circles over my clit. The wet sounds of how ready I am fill the space. “Don't you dare hold back,” he said,“Take what you fucking need.” I clutch his shoulders, nails digging in his skin.

“What is it?! “ Victoria finally stood up from her seat, phone in hand, as she walked to the centre where Rita stood. She shook her head, as if disappointed and came so close to Rita, she was only a hair’s breadth away. She leaned in, and whispered so only Rita could hear. “And now we’re even, sister-in-law.” Rita was befuddled, until Victoria turned her phone screen and showed her the message everyone had received. [ What do you call it when both husband and wife are cheating on each other? ] Beneath the text was a picture of Rita passionately kissing man. And the man wasn’t Arthur.

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

Steve ranted, as his guilt over cheating on his loving wife turned vicious. Serena couldn't help it. Her pussy loved knowing she was getting railed by a married dick. She loved hearing she was a cheating whore. She didn't even mind being Lila to get more of her daddy's dick. So long as they could keep fucking. So long as she was stealing a taken dick for her pussy tonight. Damn, he knew his way around a pussy. Pounded her deep and sore, even in his drunken state. Serena had never been fucked so ruthlessly before. It was amazing.