Erotic Stories Affair Novels & Stories

The news of Damien Sterling's engagement to Ava Rossi was a media sensation. Instead of focusing on scandalous headlines about a "mystery woman" or "compromising positions," listeners were treated to thrilling revelations regarding a whirlwind romance involving an entrepreneur and creative artist. The moment was set in motion. This finely crafted press release, a work of spin doctoring, depicted sex life at this year's charity gala, with secret dates and the occasional loss during their busy schedule.

"He’s old enough to be your father. You gave yourself to him?" "It isn’t that way…" The protest is weak, automatic. "We didn’t do anything until we got married, I swear it." "And you think that makes it okay?" Gayle fires back, stepping closer. "You marry a man just to have sex without the pressure of sinning? Is that it? Is that what this is?" "I love him!" The declaration bursts out of me, desperate and true. "I didn’t marry him for sex. And I didn’t send this text to Zayne."

I hаd mу fingеrѕ in my fiancee’s рuѕѕу during the еntirе ѕtоrу. I couldn't just help myself. By the time she was done telling her story, my dick was throbbing painfully, and I swear her pussy had gotten wetter. My fingers were covered in her arousal. Damn, those two lesbians had turned my fiancee into a horny dog in heat and banged her in a fucking public toilet at a club, and she fucking loved it. I could tell from the excitement swimming in her eyes.

She knew exactly what she was doing. Tom stepped into the room, his eyes immediately noticing the tension between us. “What’s going on?” Tom repeated, now standing inside the kitchen, his gaze fixed on both of us. I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. I couldn’t form the words. I couldn’t tell him the truth— not yet, not with Lisa standing there. Lisa, on the other hand, wasn’t holding back. She looked at him, her expression a mixture of triumph and contempt. "I think you deserve to know what's going on, Tom. Claire’s been having an affair. Right under your roof. She's been fucking Jordan. I just watched it happen.”

He was the perfect candidate: wealthy, influential, and willing to marry me. But the attraction to Eric never went away. While I was dating Aaron, Eric and I discovered we had a lot in common. Our meetings became more frequent and intense until we finally started a secret affair before I even married Aaron. It was a dangerous mix of desire and ambition that brought us even closer.

He moved over them, knees on either side of Victoria's head, and lowered his cock into Laura's mouth again while she bounced on the toy,Victoria licked wherever she could,Laura's clit, the base of the strap-on, even teasing his balls when they got close. It was messy, filthy, and hotter than anything they'd done before. Laura came again like that, grinding down hard then Her husband pulled out of her mouth, stroking himself fast. "I'm close," he warned. Victoria pushed Laura off gently and got on her knees between them. "Both of you. Come on me." Laura straddled one thigh, grinding her wet pussy against Victoria's leg. Her husband stood over her, pumping his cock Victoria rubbed her own clit

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

I like that I had someone to call DAD. “I have news, my girl,” he said, sitting on the bed beside me. My eyes lit up, and I watched him, waiting. “I found the connection you were looking for,” he said, and I nodded enthusiastically. “It seems affairs are quite rife here.” he shook his head, and those words startled me even though I tried to maintain a calm composure. The kiss I had shared with Blaine could not be considered an affair, right? We were both in the process of getting a divorce from our spouses.

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.

Stacey, puzzled, sat down beside Damon, her gaze shifting between the two of them. "You know each other?" "Yeah. I forgot to mention it. Teacher Greene is my brother’s ex-girlfriend. We dated for several years and ended up having sex multiple times. She didn’t even think twice about having an affair with Ethan." Emerald didn’t respond to his nonsense. To others, Damon was just a desperate man obsessed with her. He always bragged about them having slept together, even though they hadn’t. No one suspected their so-called affair because he had betrayed her first, though it had only been emotional. Coming from a wealthy family, preserving a pristine reputation was essential. To maintain his imag