Novel & Cerita Historical Erotic Stories

“We… we can’t…” But she didn’t stop me. I pushed two fingers between her legs and found her absolutely soaked. “Oh my God,” I moaned. “You’re dripping for me, Mrs. Harrington. Your perfect rich pussy is soaking wet for a teenage girl.” I rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles while kissing her neck. Elena’s head fell back, soft gasps escaping her lips. “This is wrong,” she whimpered, even as her hips started rocking against my hand. “My husband… oh fuck—”

The warm, soft feeling made my whole body tremble. It felt so good. That intense wave of pleasure shot through me like electricity. I gripped the edge of the bed and swallowed hard, afraid to even make a sound. Every cell in my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Lauren down beneath me and pressed against her with all my strength. She opened herself to me. We spent the next few hours together. When we finally stopped, it was already 3:00 am. Lauren and I fell into a deep sleep.

He poured it directly onto my entrance before rubbing the tip of his dick against it. The pressure I felt was immediate as he pushed his hips forward. The pain was sharp as he stretched my tight little hole inch by inch. I gasped, digging my fingers into the sheets, but Cedric slid beneath me, his lean body positioned perfectly. His dick lubed up from my saliva earlier nudged my wet folds. "As you wish," he said, thrusting up in one fluid motion, filling my pussy to the brim. Lucien's girthy cock split my ass while Cedric's long dick hit past my cervix.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

I had soaked the sheets down to the mattress. The faintest grin crossed Nathan’s face. “You need some kind of pleasure in your life. I can’t give it to you. Not like this. Remember all the fun we used to have? All the sexy shit we used to do.” A shiver ran down my spine as I thought about Nathan in healthier times. Our love life had never been an issue. No matter how broken we were, or how petty the argument, our sex life was something that never suffered. Sometimes we would fight over the smallest of things just to end up fucking like rabbits. It was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

When we heard the librarian’s voice faintly calling for someone near the front, Jax thrust up sharply, grinning against my breast. “Better cum fast, Clara. Wouldn’t want her finding you with your tits out and riding my cock like a desperate little whore.” The filthy words sent me over the edge again. I buried my face in his neck to muffle my orgasm, body convulsing. Jax followed right after, holding me down as he pulsed inside me. We stayed locked together, breathing hard. He stroked my back gently, pressing soft kisses to my temple a startling contrast to the raw intensity moments before.

Then, she spread her herself wide, "Now, fuck me, Aleric. Take me. I want to feel you deep within me." Tried as she might, Larissa kept watching as Aleric lowered his hand to Oanez, one of his hands fondling her drawn sunken breast. With a cross between a moan and a sigh, Oanez threw her head back and Aleric smothered kisses along her neck. Disgust coursed through her as their mouths met. Tongues touched tongues. Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy.

My wife breathed out softly, “Oh shit.” His cock kept jerking rhythmically, and there was no doubt anymore. She was being filled right in front of me. I knew she must have felt it when he went stiff, but it truly hit her when his cock pulsed again and sent that first hot surge deep inside her. Watching, knowing that with every violent pulse, thick jets of his seed were slamming into her, was beyond anything I had ever imagined. It was filthy, taboo, overwhelming, and the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. Nothing else in my life even came close. It was ten times more intense than the first time I ever had sex.

she began, her thigh touching mine, "what makes you write like that? Your story was... real. It felt like you were writing about someone specific." I took a sip, the wine warm in my throat. "I guess... desires I haven't tried. Things I imagine but haven't done." My cheeks burned, but her gaze held me, urging me on. Marcus leaned forward, his voice low. "We're open-minded about desires. Life's too short to hold back, don't you think?" The air grew thick, charged with something new. Renata's hand touched my arm, light but clear. "Your story mentioned a couple," she said, her lips close to my ear. "Is that something you think about?"

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.