Ibu Selingkuh Novels & Stories

I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but her gaze didn't seem to hold any hatred or malice, just something peculiar. After a while, she asked me, "So, are you willing to help me get together with Lucas?" I asked in surprise, "Aren't the both of you already a couple?” At this point, Selena sighed sadly. She said, " "Lucas and I were once childhood sweethearts deeply in love. However, during a gathering, I made a regrettable mistake while under the influence of alcohol. I ended up sleeping with his younger brother, Lester. Although Lucas didn't hold it against me, our relationship gradually grew distant."

“I’ve known Ingrid since we were kids. I told myself she’d be the only woman I’d ever love. I’d love her, never cheat—” Selina suddenly choked on her drink, cutting me off. I frowned. “Don’t tell me I somehow cheated on her without knowing?” I joked, though a part of me wondered. She swallowed hard and avoided my eyes. I know her too well. I could tell when she was lying. “Selina,” I pressed seriously. “Did I ever cheat on Ingrid?” I stopped talking when a memory suddenly flashed in my mind. “You’re a bad girl, Secretary Selina. I didn’t know you fantasized about me, huh?”

Selene pressed her hands over her ears, rocking slightly, but the voice dug deeper, merciless. “You’ve been blind, Selene. Blind and weak. And the longer you pretend otherwise, the longer you remain his fool.” “No!” Her voice broke, but the denial rang hollow, even to her own ears. The woman’s eyes blazed with something darker than anger. “Your husband betrayed you with Scarlett Vale. The only question left is what you’re going to do about it.” “That’s not the truth! Stop it!” Selene panted, dragging her hands down her face and through her hair, her breath ragged.

"Look, Tristan, Selena is a free woman. She chose to be with me. If you couldn't appreciate what you had, that's on you." Tristan's eyes flared with anger. "She is mine!" Selena's eyes narrowed, her frustration evident as she finally spoke up. "I can't take it anymore. You're obsessed with me, and it's suffocating. You need to move on." Tristan's expression twisted in confusion and anger. "What are you talking about, Sel? You know I love you!" Selena took a deep breath, her voice steady and resolute. "You want to know the truth, Tristan? It was me. I leaked that video of you with those cheerleaders."

“I want you!” She pressed her body against mine before I could react, her bare skin hot through my clothes. The smell of alcohol was overwhelming. The disgust rolled through me in waves. This was so wrong. I grabbed her shoulders, trying to push her away gently. But all I could think about was Gianna. How I would never dishonor our marriage like this. Not tonight. Not ever. “I can fuck you good.” Selene’s voice dropped to a whisper as she rubbed her body against mine. “Your little bride wouldn’t have to know. It’s our secret. After all, you can take mistresses. It’s allowed.”

🌹Damien🌹 I sat alone in my study, the silence of the vast room pressing in like a weight. Outside, the city was alive with lights and distant hums of traffic, but inside, every tick of the clock reminded me of the mistakes I had just made. Mistakes that I could ill afford. I’d just left Aurora’s suite, her defiance still echoing in my mind. Every word exchanged, every touch shared—it was all too much, too revealing. I had let my guard slip, and in that moment, I allowed vulnerability to seep through the cracks of my carefully constructed walls.

I did this because I wanted to spice up the relationship between my fiancée and me before we tie the knot. Since then we frequently meet up to spend quality time together and explore our deepest desire. To fuck ourselves until we collapsed from exhaustion. It usually ends with me filling up Ellen's lesbian pussy with my sticky hot sperm while she finger-fucks and eats out my fiancée. It looks like Ellen is reaching a stage where she loves an actual cock thrusting into her tight slippery folds but I can tell that she is till obsessed with eating and fingering a pussy even more. With Selena's growing obsession with women, I told her that she could only fuck them with me being present, and she

Guilt and regret came crashing down on him all at once, crushing him without mercy. In the living room, Caspian read the message on his phone, his brow furrowing deeper with every line. The email from Cedric explained the situation surrounding Alaric. Selene had been unfaithful. But it wasn’t just infidelity—Selene had also posted a pornographic video of herself with another man on social media.

It finally felt like I was the one in control. “You want to know that you can trust me? Then let me tell you this. Nobody else in the whole world knows it.” He swallowed hard, but pushed on. “My marriage with Selene is as good as over,” he muttered, reaching over the table and taking my hand. “She’s seeing other people. She has been, for a long time now. I’ve never been able to bring myself to do what she is. At least I couldn’t – until I met you.”

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."