Cheating Wife Fuck Story Novels & Stories

"Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good." Lisa grinned down at her, sweat on her forehead. "Yeah? You like that big cock stretching your tight little pussy? Tell me how much you want it." "I want it so bad," Sarah panted. "Harder. Fuck me harder with it. God, you're hitting my spot every time." I should have been pissed. I mean, my wife was cheating on me with her best friend, right there in our bed. But instead of yelling or storming out, my cock was already getting hard in my pants.

"I do. She was furious when I told her I wasn't going to immediately reject you. And she has the money and connections to hire rogues." I pressed the antiseptic-soaked cloth against a particularly deep gash, maybe harder than necessary. He grunted in pain but didn't complain. "So your mistress tried to have me killed because you wouldn't reject me fast enough." I laughed bitterly. "That's quite the love story you two have." "She's not my—" He stopped. "I ended things with her. After you left. I realized—" "Realized what?" I interrupted, my hands stilling. "That cheating on your mate was wrong? That planning to use me as a broodmare was fucked up? Or did you just realize you got caught and ne

Patricia stared at the glowing phone screen. The message refused to disappear. I miss you Then the second one. When will you tell your wife the truth? Outside, thunder rolled across the skies of Nakuru, shaking the windows of the small house. Her hands trembled. No. There had to be an explanation. Alex wasn't perfect, but he couldn't be cheating. Could he? For eight years, Patricia had defended him against everyone. Against her mother. Against her sister Alison.

"I came all the way here to catch a mistress!" She pointed at the car she had been threatening to smash. "That's Winston's car. His mistress is hiding inside and too terrified to come out right now, while he has left to buy cigarettes in the convenience store. "Come on, Alera. Help me drag that whore out of the car!" Her words made me laugh in sheer fury. Winston cheated on her, yet she was still desperately clinging to him. "I have zero interest in your drama," I announced, then turned around to leave. But in the next second, she dropped to her knees right in front of me.

"You came here with your husband sitting outside while your pussy is still full of my cum from last week. Don’t pretend you don’t want this." His hand slid under her dress and cupped her bare pussy. "No panties again. Such a good little cheating wife. Already soaked for your doctor." Sophia whimpered as two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning. "Quiet," he growled. "Unless you want your husband to hear what a desperate slut his wife is." He finger-fucked her slowly, curling his fingers against that perfect spot while his thumb circled her clit. Sophia bit her lip hard to stay silent, her legs trembling.

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

“Meanwhile, I’m up here ruining her tight little pussy on their marital bed.” He suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He slammed back inside her, fucking her in deep, powerful strokes while looking straight into her eyes. “Tell me how much you love cheating on your husband with his best friend,” he demanded, pounding harder. “I love it,” Sarah gasped, breasts bouncing with every thrust. “I love your cock more than his… I love being your dirty slut… Please cum inside me again while he’s downstairs!”

“He and my dad met in Montreal. I also heard he's now the COO of Sinclair’s Global.” “True,” I whispered as I spun her around and caught her swiftly. She glared into my eyes as her lips curled upwards. “You really are a good dancer,” she giggled. “It's just a shame that my stupid boyfriend can't dance. In fact, that selfish prick can't do anything.” “Wow,” I muttered a bit stunned. “So, where's he?” “We broke up.” She sighed, bowing her head as she frowned. “He cheated on me with my younger brother.”

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.

I was thinking to myself that these guys had no idea I was this girls husband, that this slut was my wife. I wasn’t sure how to feel about this, to find out she’s been cheating on me and getting fucked behind my back. That’s when his lips went around my cock and took all 8 inches of me. This guy was sucking my cock while another guy is jerking off next to me, how could I really get mad that my wife also went out and had fun. At least for the moment I decided to just enjoy this and have a good cum and worry about it later. I decided to ask the guy if there were any videos crazier than this one of her I could see. The guy next to me chuckled and said there’s tons of anything you could think of