Cheating Women Stories (5 Stories Taboo Cuckold Milf Older Younger Breeding Hot Anal Sex Erotica Collection)

By Kelly Stanton

5 hot stories of cuckold and cheating... These kinky ladies love to experience other men... And sometimes their husbands watch!

 

Stories included:

Pounded by my Husband's Boss

Impregnated by my Boyfriend's Best Friend

My Husband Shared Me With His Boss

Cheating Housewife Gangbang

Passed Around By Six Bikers

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kelly Stanton
• Release date: Jun 11, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223659389

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Cheating Women Stories:

5 Stories Taboo Cuckold Milf Older Younger Breeding Hot Anal Sex Erotica Collection

Copyright, 2023, All Rights Reserved

Kelly Stanton and Stacy Stone

Table of Contents

Pounded by my Husband’s Boss

Impregnated by my Boyfriend’s Best Friend

My Husband Shared Me With His Boss

Cheating Housewife Gangbang

Passed Around By Six Bikers

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ounded by My Husband’s Boss

Cuckold MILF Hotwife Breeding Anal Sex Erotica Short Story

Copyright, 2023, All Rights Reserved

Kelly Stanton

I always had a fantasy about being fucked by my husband’s boss. I wanted to cheat so bad. I know that sounds super slutty, but what can I say? I’m just speaking the truth... After all, while I do love my faithful, loyal, nerdy husband... He’s got a pretty mediocre sized cock. It’s definitely not big, and I wish it was. I’m forty years old, and I’ve been married to Rick for fifteen years. His dick, when hard, measures about four inches.

Needless to say, it’s not enough for me. I often close my eyes when he fucks me at night, and I fantasize about his handsome, tall, muscular boss fucking me instead. I don’t know how big his boss’s cock is, but I imagine it must be huge...

I first met my husband’s boss at a Christmas party two years ago. Then, each year, like clockwork, I met him again at the same party. To be honest, I spend all year waiting for December to roll around because I’m so ready to see the handsome hunk again. He’s younger than me – about thirty five or so, I guess, and he is just so damn good looking...

Luckily for me, it’s December tenth – and the Christmas party is tonight.

I was putting on my best makeup as my husband knocked on the bathroom door. Be right out, I said.

Okay, honey. It’s time to go, he said.

I could hear him tapping his watch. He always did that. His quirks were cute. Always have to be on time, don’t we? Don’t get me wrong – I do love my husband, and I respect him... But I crave a real man...

I headed out the bathroom door and smiled at my husband. How do I look?

Wow, he said, grinning from ear-to-ear. I know he must be getting a hard-on. If only it was bigger than it is...

I kiss him on the lips, just a peck, and then we head out the door and take a taxi downtown towards the office. We don’t drive, because we both plan on getting a little tipsy at the party. After all, why not? It’s free champagne.

Two hours later and we were sitting shoulder to shoulder with his boss, Mr. Fredericks. I was buzzed, and so was my husband. So was Mr. Fredericks, it seemed, based on the way he kept eyeballing me like he wanted to fuck the hell out of me. My poor husband seemed to notice this. He took me aside and said, Honey... Why are you and Mr. Fredericks staring at each other like that? You’re flirting...

Oh, hush, Rick. He’s handsome, and you know I think so... It’s just a little innocent flirting.

Okay... Well... I know you want to fuck him. What if I told you I wanted you to do that?

Huh? I asked, confused.

I want to watch you fuck my boss.

What? Are you fucking kidding me? I laughed, rolling my eyes a little.

No, he said, and he was serious. His eyes told me how serious he was. He looked a little humiliated; red in the face and sweaty, but that showed how genuine he was about this.

My husband wanted to be a cuck.

Hey, what are you lovebirds talking about? Mr. Fredericks suddenly butted in between us, putting his arms around our shoulders.

"My husband here was just telling me about a little fantasy he has..."

What’s that?

"Hey, honey," Rick blurted out.

He wants to be a cuck...

A... Cuckold? Mr. Fredericks’ smile faded slowly but surely, and then he licked his lips. Suddenly he laughed; the smile returned to his handsome, chiseled face. You’re kidding with me, right?

Nope.

No sir, we’re not kidding, my husband said in a shy voice as his cheeks flushed red.

You want to watch me bang your wife?

I mean... Of course not. This is so embarrassing. My husband stuttered.

I would love to. Mr. Fredericks said.

My eyes lit up like I just got the best Christmas present of my life...

Ten minutes later we found ourselves in my husband’s boss’s office. He had drawn the blinds and turned on a lamp in the corner of the room. Then he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. My husband was watching this from the corner of the room, holding a glass of champagne shakily in one hand as he unzipped his pants with the other and began to masturbate.

Mr. Fredericks stuffed his tongue into my mouth and swirled it around. He pulled my skirt up over my big ass and squeezed my ass cheeks with his hands as he groaned, still stuffing his long tongue down my throat. Fuck, you’re sexy, he said.

He turned me around then and bent me over and spread my ass apart. My slutty, lacy thong was sandwiched between my big butt cheeks. He pulled it out of my crack and then shoved his face into my crotch from behind.

I squealed as his long tongue