Historical Erotica Novels & Stories

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

I saw the glint in Aiden's eyes as he ogled at her body but I was satisfied to know that it was nothing compared to the look on his eyes whenever he looked at my own nakedness. Turning to me, he said, “your turn.” I nodded gently and pulled the straps of my gown all the way down until my hands were out of it, completing what he had started minutes earlier. A single knock on the door came just then and the door opened immediately after. Asper was smiling as he walked into the room and it was obvious to everyone that he was the most excited about the sex. “Wow,” he said, looking genuinely pleased at the sight before him. As he walked past Cassidy, he grabbed one of her butt cheeks and fondled

And I really feel like a dumb bitch. I politely thank the delivery man as I receive the package. I look for any confidential note but find nothing, so I unwrap it. As I open the package, my eyes go wide, so wide that they might fall out of my face anytime. I heard a lot about it but never read it. The book of sexual pleasure, Kama Sutra. Kama Sutra is one of the great classics of erotica, renowned for its detailed advice on love and lovemaking. It's an Indian Sanskrit book that is translated into English.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

As I ventured further into the mansion, my steps echoing softly in the empty halls, I stumbled upon a door cracked open ever so slightly. A faint crimson glow spilled from the gap, beckoning me forward with an eerie temptation. “What kind of room is that?” I murmured, curiosity overpowering my instincts. I pushed open the door to reveal a scene that took my breath away. Before me lay a room bathed in soft candlelight, its walls adorned with different kinds of erotic artworks, leathered whips, blindfolds, chains, and cuffs. The more I looked, the more I got intoxicated with the exotic scents emanating from the candles.

but instead she rubbed her gigantic tits on his face, and stroked his cock at the same time. She created perfect sensual friction that caused Light to close his eyes, stand still, and let himself be pleasantly tortured. Lexi inhaled as much sexual energy as she could from Light from this action. Many centuries of practice had enlightened her on the fact that this was the quickest method to make a straight man cum. The sexual energy emanated from humans produces testosterone in Sex Demons. That was why Lexi and her husbands preferred to consume the sexual energies of attractive and freaky humans only. Where can you find those? Of course, on the dark web.

Her cheeks burned red and she gripped the edge of the table. When her orgasm hit, it was powerful. Her pussy spasmed hard around my fingers, flooding them with warm wetness. She bit her lip so hard I thought she might draw blood, eyes squeezing shut as waves rolled through her. I kept fingering her through it, drawing out every tremor while pretending to reach for more wine. The risk, the secrecy, the way her body betrayed her for me; it all fed something dark and addictive inside my chest.

She was both nervous and excited about what was going to happen and she hated how he made her wait. She had always heard about the dangers of getting involved with older men as it could be addictive and she hadn't believed it. But there was something undeniably magnetic about George. She could see it now in the way he was strongly built and sexy, accentuating the breadth of his shoulders and chest. The thought of exploring that body, once considered taboo, now sent a ripple of anticipation down her spine.