Mature Cheating Novels & Stories

This girl was going to be the death of me. I have to abstain from sex for God knows how long till she’s ready. And I can’t even go fuck someone else and get it out of my system. Now that we’ve found Aurelia, Jericho would do something to stop me. Hell, for all I know, my dick wouldn’t even get up for someone else. Cheating on a mate isn’t normal. The only people who do it don’t deserve a mate, to begin with. Even worse to cheat on a mate after you’ve completed the bond because then they feel it. They feel the pain of your betrayal.

It all went back to his childhood, when his father dumped his mother for another woman, and somehow that experience warped him in the worst possible way. In his sick mind, it didn't even matter if he got to fuck her; he already had what he wanted. Taking her now would just be a bonus. So, he would let her get her crying out of the way, and then convince her that since her husband already thinks she had sex with him, they might as well do it and enjoy it. He knew it was going to be a hard sell, but this was his gift. At least he convinced himself of this, and his past experience with cheating wives made him confident in his skills.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit age-gap and cheating content involving an 18-year-old girl and her best friend's married father, including graphic descriptions of fingering, oral elements implied, virginity loss, rough vaginal sex, creampie, daddy kink, dirty talk, and breeding themes. Intended for mature audiences only. CHAPTER ONE "You have to be quiet. There are others trying to sleep in the house," Mr. Miller said. "Sorry, Mr. Miller," I squeaked from behind my covers. It was the middle of the night and Rebecca and I had been sneaking into each other's room and giggling non-stop.

"If Chris can be exempted then Lucas can be too. Appearance doesn't determine cheating." "If appearance doesn't, then what does mum?" "Before I answer your question. I'll love you to answer mine first." "Ok mum. Go on. Your daughter is listening." "Haven't you seen a scenario where an ugly male still cheats?" "That's definitely because he has money." "Are all the male cheaters you've heard of rich?" "I don't think so, mum. Some don't even have a home."

‘But… She’s been mated for like twelve years…’ She replied, I could hear the realisation settle into her voice. Guilt flitted through me as she turned her blazing eyes on me. ‘Look I'm not proud of it, but it happened just before I found out he was my mate. I was eighteen and an older woman hitting on you… It wasn’t that hard to fall for it. It was just sex.’ I sighed in frustration. ‘So just… stay out of it.’ ‘No… I don’t get it. She cheated on her mate? Goddess! Her mate is such a good person too… Channing has always been so nice, he was injured…’

Even I can hear how callous that sounds. The look on her face is pure shock. "I was a virgin when I met you, Slate. You took my virginity," she reminds me. "And I have been nothing but faithful to you these last six years. I'm not the one who ran off with someone else. You are the one who cheated, not me." "It isn't cheating if it is your true mate, Ash, and you know it."I remind her. The pull to mate with one's true mate, especially if no other formal mating and marking is involved, is not considered cheating. You can't exactly control the urges.

The warm embrace of her pussy caressed my probing cock sending endless pleasure through her and me. When we lost our virginities a year back, I would always cum first, it was embarrassing but I had come a long way since then. It was not uncommon for me to outlast her, spawning multiple orgasms but there was no way I would be accomplishing that at the rate I was plowing her. So, I cheated.

He was searching her house like he was looking for something specific, and that alone was enough to put me on edge. I glanced at Naomi. She glanced back at me. Does he know? Neither of us said out loud, though the question passed clearly enough between us. "Where did you sleep, Ava? Who's here with you?" he demanded, frowning hard. "Wh... what do you mean?" I stammered, before I found my footing again and made myself face him properly. "Of course I slept here, with Naomi. Where else would I have gone?" "Someone said they saw you at a cheap club last night, with a man. Have you been cheating behind my back?"

White-Coat Deity: “Aren’t you going to look for him?” Madam Lee: “Look for what? He’s a grown man. He can’t get lost at home.” Madam Lee: “Besides, I’m just chatting online. It’s not cheating. I’m not having an affair. What’s the big deal.” Louis stared at the screen, his face darkening by the second. What did she mean by that? Did she think it only counted as cheating if she slept with another man? She had a husband! And here she was, in the middle of the night, chatting with some guy online—this was already way out of line!

"Haven't I treated you well all these years? We waited three years for this child! How could you just get rid of it? Did you even think about how I would feel? Pearl, when did you become so heartless?" His voice was strained, his anger barely contained. Beneath it, there was heartbreak, desperation, and sorrow. He sounded like the victim, as though I were the one who betrayed him. I snapped. "Boweike, you cheated on me! You lied about work while you spent your time with Mia! You traveled the world with her! You showered her with gifts and sweet words! And the worst part? You did all of that while I was pregnant with your child! Boweike, did you ever think about how I felt?"