Mature Cheating Novels & Stories

"You really follow Ningrum's instructions, huh?" "It seems like I need consultation like that," Tata says with a thin smile. "If your plans are neatly arranged, what else are you thinking about, Ta?" "Your words about infidelity, Jen." Jenni's eyebrows furrow. "What do you mean?" "Is cheating like an addiction, Jen?" Jenni blinked, but then nodded quickly. "I think so. Once they cheat and know how it feels to be deceitful, chances are they'll do it again someday. There's a different sensation when successfully cheating on a partner, Ta."

"And we haven't been in contact. If anyone digs, we'll both look like we cheated on one another. And that doesn't even scratch the surface of the absurdity of this whole thing. Whether he raped her or not, he had sex with a child." "She was of legal age," Suzanna defended. "He also screwed around on me with my best friend. It's great you two have this lifelong friendship, but I have limits. My best friend screwing my boyfriend is one of them. Cheating is another. As far as I'm concerned Bryce and Millie can spend the rest of their lives sneaking quickies on the side. I don't care. They just need to do it without me in the equation." My mother took my hand. "You're not a virgin, but that does

of hers and put me on the back burner. Today, she went so far as to register her marriage with him, standing by and letting him humiliate me. So, everything here was exactly what she deserved. This was just a mere dice-rolling game over some drinks. Back when I used to dominate the gambling tables at Maczee, everyone around this table probably couldn't even count the rolls on my dice. I used to indulge in the world. After I'd had my fun, only then was I willing to return home and inherit the family business dutifully.

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

Once, they called each other affectionately and cheated on me behind my back. When their affair was exposed and they lost their money as well as dignity, they started tearing each other apart. Their “true love” was nothing more than a moment of excitement, enjoyed while there were no consequences to bear. But once reality set in and they had to face the fallout, all they could think about was running away.

All I need to do is to give him all my attention, and that is all. When we were still in the first year, I went to a club and Dave refused to come with me because he was never a fan of clubs, parties and getting drunk, so I went. I met a guy; he was in his final year of college and we were both drunk and things just happened and the next day we found ourselves naked. I remembered everything that had happened that night and I wanted more. Just the idea of cheating and Dave not finding out, just wanted me to continue. I became addicted to sleeping with my seniors. Threesomes, foursomes, bdsm, I was involved in everything. Everyone in college knew that I was a cheating whore, but I threatened t

Mother seduces son to get back at cheating husband. NB: This story contains mature themes of erotic sex, incest/taboo sex and of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. Enjoy. >>>> Ellen and John, after being married 27 years, decided to get a trial separation. They agree to live apart for up to a year and then see how things look. John, claiming he was bored, especially in the bedroom had cheated on her. Ellen found this to be rich since as far as she was concerned, he put the B in boring. But the idiot just didn't cheat with anyone. He cheated instead with Ellen's own little sister of all people.

"You should stop changing the subject, Madison—we're talking about the bastard you're carrying in your belly right now. "You see, the records in the notebook have made it clear that you only slept with Anthony three weeks ago, but the ultrasound says you're six weeks along. Who exactly is the father of the child, Madison?" I clenched my fists until my fingernails dug into my palms, the sharp pain helping me hold onto my last shred of composure. I stared directly at Anthony, who was standing behind Emily, and asked, "Do you not believe me too, Anthony? Do you think I've been cheating on you?"

I wonder what kind of women he normally pursues out in the real world. Bringing me back to the present, he tries to sweeten the deal by giving himself a few long strokes with his soapy hand. My mind goes back to the first night we had sex and the masturbation show he gave me. I’ve never seen anything like it before. It’s an all time top memory in the bank. One I will revisit again and again. “We need to get out of here,” he replies casually as he soaps up his chest. “Hmm.” I’m preoccupied as my eyes follow his hand.

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”