Erotic Affair Stories Novels & Stories

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

“The sun is rising. The other maids will be waking up soon. I don’t want them to find me like this.” I tried to slip from his grasp, but he only pulled me closer, biting my earlobe as his hand squeezed my breast possessively. “If I remember correctly,” he murmured, voice dark with amusement, “a certain little pervert said my cock was the reason she decided to work in my household.” A deep blush crept up my neck. “But still… I don’t want to be found out,” I protested weakly, even as my body melted against him. “Are you ashamed of what we did?” he asked, suddenly serious. His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast.

"Wowza. I cannot believe my little baby girl is having a torrid affair with the teacher." I glared at her. "I'm not having an affair with him. It was a one time thing. Never ever happening again." I didn't even believe my own words and Gia's look said she didn't believe me either. If my words had any ounce of truth in them, I should have walked away when he had given me the option. Instead, I had asked him- no- begged him to kiss me again.

But she stopped talking about him after she found out about his affair with the baker's wife. Are all men unfaithful? I wondered as I locked gazes with Cosimo. He sat in front of me flashing his signature arrogant smirk. With no shame whatsoever, he eyeballed me the whole way to Porto Luce, while keeping his left arm extended on ‘Miss Top Model in Florence's’ shoulders. She was so invested in playing SweetSmash; she didn't even flinch when Cosimo adjusted his pants and re-positioned his penis. I quickly glanced away, but I could not unsee his swollen groin area.

Because hell, I couldn’t be the only one enjoying this. April grabbed Anna’s butt, tight as ever, as Anna kept sucking on her nipples and grinding her. April gasped helplessly, yet shamelessly craving more. The scent of p*ssy, sweat, and desire filled the room. When the timer buzzed, they pulled apart reluctantly. Then, Anna sucked on April’s lips one more time before returning to take her seat beside me. However, what she did next prompted my c*ck to ache harder. She slipped her hand into her bikini bottom, pulled out a finger slick with her own arousal, and licked it slowly, her eyes set on me, as she finally winked at me… Damn..

My eyes widened, “Jeremy! You know I’m not on birth control! You were supposed to pull out!” “You really expect me to believe that it makes you sick? Come on, get real Marley. A real woman lets her man nut in her. You better get some plan b then. I don’t want you knocked up just yet,” he pulled out of me and pushed me down onto the bed. “Lick me clean, slut,” he shoved his member in my face, and I tentatively licked his semen along with my juices off his dick. Jeremy smiled in pleasure and patted my cheek, “good girl.”

She licked the sweat from his throat and promised worse. The obsession sharpened in every city. Budapest: sex in the shadowed alley behind the opera house minutes before curtain, his hand over her mouth, strangers twenty feet away. Amsterdam: a midnight canal boat where he bent her over the rail and fucked her while tourists drifted past on another boat, close enough to touch. Barcelona: he tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts with the silk sashes from hotel robes and used a wand on her clit until she was speaking in tongues, then flipped her over and took her ass until she blacked out for three blissful seconds.

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

We were incredibly close, the kind of friends who told each other everything. Ever since she learned how unhappy my marriage was, she had constantly tried to tempt me into cheating. But even though I felt lonely and frustrated, I was still conservative at heart. I blushed just wearing slightly revealing clothes. Actually hooking up with some stranger like she suggested? No way. Besides, Colin might have been useless in bed, but at least he earned enough to support us. I could never bring myself to cross that line. Natalie prepared a huge spread for me, then opened a bottle of whiskey, saying we were spending time together like old times.

"Weren't you the one crying, Alex? And then you went cold on me. But since my mom told me what happened with you, I guess it all makes sense. You had sex with me, and cheated on your fiancée, then felt regret and cried. I am sure I wasn´t even the only person you slept with." Alex looked at me, her gaze intense. I felt naked under her stare and shifted uncomfortably, taking another sip of wine. She finally spoke, "I didn't cheat on my fiancée. We were in an open relationship. She did what she wanted as long as I knew about it, and I did the same.” She swallowed, “but the first day I met you, I didn't tell her. The first day we kissed, I didn't say anything to her because you occupied my mind