Erotic Stories Affair Novels & Stories

She says gripping my cock before rubbing her pussy and adding, “in here.” I feel my cock twitch and grow even harder at her actions and I realise with a kind of fucked amazement that I’m not moving her hand off of my cock as she starts to slowly stroke it. I can practically hear my mind arguing with itself as part of me wants nothing more than to grab Emily and fuck her until I cum deep inside her little teenage pussy while the other part of me knows that if I did I could get in a lot of trouble, lose my best friends and wife and maybe even get arrested. All thoughts of what I should or shouldn’t do are wiped from my mind when Emily releases my cock and throws one of her legs over both of my

But as she looked at the photos, she knew nothing would ever be the same again. “Good morning, and welcome to our morning broadcast,” the news anchor said, her voice sharp as glass. “Breaking news: Clara Davenport, wife of Julian Davenport, CEO of Davenport Industries, has been embroiled in a scandalous affair with Adrian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises and longtime rival of Julian. Pictures surfaced early this morning showing Clara entering and exiting Blackwood’s penthouse apartment. Sources close to the couple confirm the affair has been ongoing for months.” The screen cut to a blurry image of Clara in sunglasses and a hoodie, her face partially obscured as she slipped into Adrian

Rebecca saw him leaving, and immediately she runs after her lover. My clueless mother-in-law did not suspect a single thing. Did she blindly trust her son, so much that she can't understand a simple logic? "Cynthia, shall we go?" She ignored the scene happening right before us; of her son having a heated argument with Rebecca. Even a fool would read meanings to such hostile behaviour between two people that are basically having an affair. The event planner of the charity warmly welcomed my mother-in-law and myself. We were even given seats in the front, while the cloths were being taken down from the trunk of her car. Justin and his mistress should be coming over to the event, hopefully in t

I rasped. I hiked her skirt up, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She was already soaking, her juices glistening in the dim light of the bathroom. I dropped to my knees, my hands prying her thighs wide. I didn't hesitate; I buried my face in her, my tongue finding her clit and swirling around it with a hard, rhythmic pressure. Tinashe shrieked, her head tossing back against the wall, the sound muffled by the music outside. "Eric! Oh, God, right there!"

“You can't even keep it in your pants when you're around me. Just think how easily you let me stroke that big cock of yours.” I didn't have a response. How could I? It had only taken her a few minutes to get hold of my cock. “I don't know why you're fighting it,” she said as if this were a normal conversation. “People have affairs all the time. Just great sex and then back to their partners.” “I don't want an affair,” I told her. “Right here,” she suddenly said. “That’s interesting. You didn't seem to think that when my hand was on your dick. What's the deal? Charlotte doesn't let you fuck her enough?”

After relocating to a new town to start afresh and focus on her life, Claire finds herself drawn into an erotic affair with a married couple she met in the gym. A coffee date with James, and Mia ignites their passion and blurs the marital boundaries. “W-we can't do this here,” “Come with us,” James urged, his voice laced with a tantalizing promise. “We’ll give you a night you’ll never forget,” As a Polyamorous person, Claire couldn't resist surrendering herself to the intoxicating attraction.

I'd read that lots of women need help and can't cum just from penetration, but I wished I wasn't one of them. Fast forward toward the end of Summer and out of the blue, Robert asked if I wanted to fuck another man. I immediately asked him if he was having an affair. He insisted he wasn't, but I was skeptical. Then he told me he had talked to Tony about the rut we were in and Tony told him he and Eva had gone through the same thing about five years ago. I still didn't believe him, but I told him to continue. According to what Robert said Tony told him, Eva had arranged for another man to fuck her while he watched. Supposedly it was super hot and spiced up their sex life. They didn't do it oft

‘So what is our story? ‘Story?’ ‘When did we fall in love? So I’ll know when people ask.’ He considered. ‘We had an affair last year,’ he said finally. ‘You quit your job and left me when I wouldn’t commit.’ ‘Believable.’ He glanced at her. ‘But I missed you. I’ve been secretly pursuing you for months—video chats, flowers, sending you jewelry and love letters and so forth.’ ‘Sounds nice,’ she said, looking away. ‘You invited me to your sister’s wedding, and we fell into each other’s arms. You surrendered to my charm and agreed to be mine at last.’

My voice was shaky as I spoke. I saw her smiling before she finally spoke, I black eyes were shining with something I couldn't quite name. No… the opposite of what I was wanting to hear from her… your writing was loving and powerful. I love your story because I love erotic stories myself and I'd like to talk more about it with you. “So are you free this weekend Come to my place Sunday at eight.” I felt my heartbeat increase is it the test that I don't want her to give me that she wants to give me in her house? Or is it something else? I asked myself.

Glen was right, and Faith had wandered right into the middle of it. "I did not have an affair with your sister-in-law. We fucked. There's a difference." "And what the hell is the difference?" Selby shifted to straighten in his seat, his body tensing. "Affairs are emotional and come with expectations. Fucking is just that, sex with no strings." He took a pull from his cigar, holding the smoke longer this time before exhaling. He uncrossed his legs as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees, the hand with the cigar draping over his other hand. "Office romances happen all the time, but Cherish knew I didn't want any emotional attachments. I had made it perfectly clear."