Erotic Wife Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

Everyone who was so interested in me turned their interest on her and started talking about her. “What a hypocrite, she speaks about the others without looking on herself first. Didn’t she just got pregnant by an Alpha that is not her mate? In fact her husband now was still married with someone else when she got pregnant.” “It doesn’t matter whether the wife cheated. It’s clear that the husband cheated first.” “A mistress shaming another mistress. Oh how shameful!” Whispers flooded on top of one another, and the tides turned against Giselle. Giselle could only fume in silence, unable to defend herself from the words of the crowd.

John asked. I saw Taylor’s jaw clenched and his face turned even darker. I can read it clearly from his expression, he don’t want me to utter another word. I smirked at him and walked to face his family. “My husband here cheated on me with his business partner. A girl, yes, and that girl is shoving a huge fucking dildo in my husband’s butt-hole! Now tell me again to forgive this bastard and move on from this problem.” They all went paled. I don’t know what Taylor looks like since he was standing quietly behind me.

“Meanwhile, I’m up here ruining her tight little pussy on their marital bed.” He suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and hooked her legs over his shoulders. He slammed back inside her, fucking her in deep, powerful strokes while looking straight into her eyes. “Tell me how much you love cheating on your husband with his best friend,” he demanded, pounding harder. “I love it,” Sarah gasped, breasts bouncing with every thrust. “I love your cock more than his… I love being your dirty slut… Please cum inside me again while he’s downstairs!”

"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!"

"He seduced your wife, too." "No, he didn't," Selby said. Were they really going to deny it? "Bullshit. Your wife isn't Miss Innocent. He got to her just like he got to me. She fucked him." Faith started laughing. "You came out here to tell Selby I fucked your boyfriend? Your marriage is screwed, and your way of fixing it is to try to ruin mine? You cheated on your husband, Cherish." "So did you!" Cherish stood to her feet in one quick motion, and as she did, both Selby and the woman who was with them took a step forward.

with Sierra immediately following her and after a second the lady joined them too. In the modern-day office cabin, Cliterella was sitting on a long back chair while the lady opposite of her. "So... what is your story?" Cliterella asked folded her hands as she sits in a graceful manner. "I found out that my husband is cheating on me... so I thought why not me," the words of the lady made Cliterella burst into laughter. "Really?" she leaned forward and continued, "You see the thing is many couples if they caught their partners cheating on them... instead of making them realizing their mistakes they just made the same mistakes."

he declared and darted back out the front door, slamming it behind him. The coast was clear. Now it was just me, the traitorous underwear and the sounds of my husband enthusiastically cheating on me. I walked up the stairs like I was in a horror movie and each step creaked with a little drumroll for the shitshow awaiting me. The master bedroom door was ajar and so I pushed it open. And there he was. Derek.. my husband and my mate of five years.. bare-assed naked with muscles straining, ramming himself into some red haired woman on our bed!

She didn’t stop, she fucked herself through two more shattering orgasms, screaming, body convulsing, juices soaking the sheets beneath her. Finally, she pulled the dripping dildo from her spasming cunt, brought it to her mouth, and sucked it clean while staring lustily at the phone. She licked every drop of her own cum off the shaft with long, sensual strokes of her tongue. “See you tomorrow, lover,” she whispered with a naughty wink before ending the call. I sat there stunned, cock throbbing painfully in my pants. My sweet, seemingly vanilla wife was cheating. The jealousy burned, but the overwhelming arousal was stronger. I couldn’t confront her without revealing the cameras, so I kept qui

] [Eric Hatch’s wife cried and accused Eric Hatch of not returning home for half a year and had not paid for living expenses. [Eric Hatch’s wife and daughter live in an old two-bedroom house, while his mistress lives in a luxury villa worth hundreds of millions of dollars.] [SE Group’s share price plunges. Women announce that they are abandoning SE’s cosmetics.] “...” Negative gossip about Eric Hatch in various aspects broke out, and even Eric’s wife was interviewed by the media about his various scummy behaviors. Eric angered the women across Australia. Women hated it when men cheated on their wives, and at that moment, Eric was still under investigation at the police station.

“Thank you, Master Chinedu, for breeding my wife’s worthless married pussy, my tiny 5-inch white dick could never satisfy her. I’m just a pathetic, locked cuck who fucks his own ass while cleaning real men.” Mark opened his mouth and took Chinedu’s massive, creamy cock deep, sucking sloppily while he rocked back and forth on the dildo. The wet sounds of him fucking his own ass mixed with the obscene sucking. The fluffy tail attachment bounced ridiculously with every thrust, making the guests howl with laughter. Chinedu slapped Mark’s face. “Deeper, bitch. Tell them how you stay denied.” Mark pulled off briefly, gasping, still riding the dildo faster. “I stay locked in chastity because I don’