Erotic Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

“I love being your secret slut. Fuck me deeper and fill me with your cum again.” He suddenly lifted me up, stood up with me still impaled on his cock, and bent me over the back of the couch. He fucked me standing up, pounding me from behind with brutal force. My tits hung over the couch as he destroyed my pussy. He reached around and rubbed my clit fast while choking me. “I’m close,” he grunted. “I’m going to fill this cheating cunt . Beg for my load.” “Please cum inside me,” I sobbed. “Pump your hot cum deep into your wife’s sister.Make me leak your seed when I see Lauren later.”

Chey asked. “Both, depending on the lady.” He answered. “I only do exclusive. And I don't put up with cheating. Just wanted to let you know up front.” Chey explained. “I see. I take it I’m not the first musician you've dated?” Erik asked. “Nope. And they all cheated. Which is why I'm asking myself why I'm even considering dating another.” Chey explained. “Wow! How many?” He asked. “Four.” She replied. “Any I know?” He asked.

I was surprised when I heard that, “Why is that? That’s weird.” He explained, “That’s my fetish…” I said, “Fair enough. I understand, I used to be a faithful wife, but after my husband cheated on me, I decided to have sex with my neighbor and I liked it, since then I find it very satisfying to cheat on my husband.” Tom asked: “Tell me something: how many men have you slept with since you started escorting?” I confessed, “To be honest, you were my first client and after you I had 2 men and that gangbang. ”

Erik said, I smiled, “This is not you, you are home for dinner, I see.” ***** Erik I knew she was meeting with a wolf; my spy told me she had met him in a cabin for hours, and my wife was cheating on me. I will never let this slide, why can’t she see that I love her? If I didn't, I wouldn’t have saved her life, she gave me a beautiful daughter and, for some reason, she never got pregnant again. I know I have made mistakes by getting that servant girl pregnant, it was not my intention to cheat but it happened and I regret it because it drove a wedge between us further. We ate in silence, then after dessert, I asked her who the guy was, and she said, "You still have me followed, I see, I’m not

I looked like a woman cheating on her boyfriend, even though Steve was asleep and had no idea. I dragged the head of the dildo along my slit slowly and teasingly, gathering the wetness that had leaked down my thighs since I woke up. A low whimper escaped me when it brushed my clit. I was so swollen, so sensitive; every touch felt like fire and accusation at the same time. "This is wrong," my mind whispered. Steve’s right there. He loves you. He’s good to you. And you’re in here because of Norman. The thought made my stomach twist, but it also made me clench harder around nothing. The guilt only fed the ache. It made it sharper and hungrier.

William growled at me. I retorted mockingly, "I'm nowhere near as pathetic as you. Despite knowing that Marissa and I are about to get married, you shamelessly stick to her anyway. You didn't even mind having sex with her in the bathroom of a clubhouse. I feel ashamed on your behalf. Aren't you afraid you might catch some kind of disease from doing it in a public space?" William flew into a rage and punched me. Before I could retaliate, he dumped the steaming bowl of soup all over himself and screamed in pain.

No matter how much I tried to bury my head in the sand, I knew that this was clear evidence she was cheating on me. Everything made sense now. Winona did not want me to work at Pinnacle Hotel because she was afraid I would run into her and her lover. She had apologized to me with a kiss to dispel my doubts. As for refusing to do it with me, she wanted to keep herself pure for her man. We had been together for five years. She once won me over by donating a kidney to me. Now, she cheated on me, turning me into an absolute joke of a man.

He felt blood rush south and he gulped, feeling himself throb hard. ‘This used to be mine.’ Eric thought to himself when he remembered the way she used to make him feel in bed. He cursed himself for letting her slip out of his hands, he should have released her and kept her home as his trophy wife. At least, that’s where he thought women belonged. In the kitchen. The reason he cheated was because Patricia was a good cook and she always came up with different ways to please him in bed. Rita on the other hand was a prude. She never initiated sex and always refused to come on top. Eric after all was just a normal hot blooded man, he needed some action.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.