Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories Cheating Wives

"I left my wife for you! I threw Kiara out of this house because you asked me to!" "Don't put your stupidity on me!" Rhea yelled right back, picking up her expensive handbag. "I loved the CEO of the Singhania Group. I loved the billionaire Aryan. I didn't travel all the way from Paris to live with a beggar. You are a fool, Aryan. You had the richest woman in the country cooking your meals, and you threw her away for me." Aryan couldn't breathe. Every single word she said felt like a physical punch to his stomach. She was right. He was the biggest fool in the world.

I admit I insulted him after the argument and called his dick a shrimp as I asked that we try a different style, but he called me a whore that loved to fuck, and yes, I did love to fuck, but I never thought of cheating, especially with my sister's fiancé, I mean, if you even call this cheating. He suddenly started increasing speed, moving faster and rougher, hitting my ass; it hurt. Soon I was moving against the bed as his speed just kept increasing with each thrust. Fuck, it got to a point I stopped circling my clit; I was just breathing heavily as, goodness, he was fucking the shit out of me. “Oh yes, fuck.” He held me tighter and pulled me closer, making me feel him deep in me as his dick

"Graham, babe, that old hag doesn't know the first thing about real research. Just get the drugs from her and I'll give you a big fat baby boy." Every last message was published in high definition, uncensored, for the world to see. Public opinion didn't just shift. It detonated. The same people who'd been weeping for her now felt like they'd been played for fools, and their fury went through the roof. "What the hell kind of scholarship student is this? She's a modern-day snake biting the hand that fed her!" "Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!"

"We have all night. I’m going to take my time with you." He moved his mouth down to her pussy. He spread her legs wide and buried his face in her heat. He was being very provocative, using his tongue to flick her clit while his fingers stayed deep inside her. He was licking her with a slow, heavy rhythm that made Elena’s toes curl. She was thrashing on the bed, her fingers digging into the silk sheets. The erotica of the moment was intense. It wasn't about the raw power now; it was about the deep, pulsing connection between a husband and his wife.

“One thing, to write a romance novel.” “Me too. Never liked those types of novels.” “There is one more type that I don't like.” “What type is that?” “Where the husband cheats his wife, and she faithfully prays that he will return to her and that they will live happily ever after.” “Just, look at our Lady Vertina.” “What's with her?” “The last time, I heard about her, she had three lovers and two husbands.” “Three lovers and two husbands? ” “Yes. Do you know, what's the best part?”

Nicole always believed in fairytale love until her dream turned into a nightmare. On the night of their love anniversary, she caught her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend, Kate… but the betrayal ran deeper… They were plotting to steal her inheritance and leave her stranded and humiliated at the altar. Heartbroken but not defeated, Nicole makes a bold move. She agrees to a contract marriage with Daniel, the handsome billionaire heir who needs a wife to take over his family’s business. Together, they formed an alliance to destroy Will and Kate’s lives the way they tried to destroy hers. But revenge wasn’t as easy as they thought and at a point, Nicole began to wonder if payback

“Take it, Victoria. Take it like the hungry wife you are.” He reached around her, his fingers finding me, wet and throbbing. He plunged two fingers inside me, his thumb circling my clit. The dual stimulation—feeling him fuck his wife while he fingered me—unraveled me. “Oh god,” I whimpered. “Look at her, Victoria,” Jonathan commanded, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Look at what you’re a part of.”

"It's our duty to lust after our friend's wives. At least the hot ones." "Amen to that. And there'll be three hotties in the water tonight, I'm thinking." "That's the truth. And what Eric don't know won't hurt him." We high-fived over that one, each contemplating fucking the other's wife, with the pretty little Beth thrown in for good measure. "How far do you think it might go, tonight?" he asked, quasi-seriously. "Chemistry is your friend. Come loaded for bear. I think it may go as far as we'll let it."

I knew I could no longer maintain a relationship with those two kind elders. I turned toward Jeremy and said in a cold and unwavering voice. "Jeremy, I didn't betray this wedding. You did. You were the scumbag who rolled around with your mistress on our wedding bed! "And do you really want me to describe all that liquid on the sheets? You really do play dirty, don't you?"

See his hands clench into fists. “That’s another man’s cum,” Vincent says, almost gentle. “Leaking out of your wife. The wife you betrayed. And guess what, Derek?” He pulls my husband’s face closer, until his nose is almost touching my swollen, dripping pussy. “You’re going to clean it up.” “No – I can’t – ” “You will. Or those photos go out tonight.” Derek makes a sound like a wounded animal. And then his tongue touches me. I jolt – not from pleasure, but from power. My cheating husband on his knees, licking another man’s cum from my cunt, crying while he does it.