Novel & Cerita Historical Erotica

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.

"Dear diary, why am I so horny all the time? This morning, I was rubbing my pussy before I was even awake. I cam twice and I was dreaming about getting rapped! Is there something wrong with me for that?" I took a step back I was so blown away by the entry, Ava had a rape fantasy? I had to know more. "I walked home from school with Riki again. It has been almost a week since we last had sex, god I wish he would just tie me up and ram his cock up my pussy. If I, could I would let him do so every day but I'm sure he would think me a perverted slut if he knew. Besides, privacy is hard to come by with my parents and my sister around. Speaking of my sister, I'm not the only one with high libido ar

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

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.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.

He opened the case to reveal a set of sex toys. There was a rose sucker, a set of butt plugs they were different sizes, dildo and some tube of lube, to name a few. He took the rose and lube, he applied some of it on my clit earning a moan from me. Then he placed a finger on my hardened nipples, pulling at them gently from my body. Then he picked up the rose toy, positioning the bud over my clit, the petals cupped it perfectly.

"It's a...solid choice. “How about you?” I asked, turning to face him. “What's yours?” “Well… I read a lot of books and finding a favourite among them has become almost impossible because they all stand out differently.” “Impressive.” I smiled. “Do you read erotica?” he asked, as he halted his steps and turned to face me. My heart skipped. Not because of the genre but because of how he said it. The tone he used was… dangerous. “Well…. I… most of the time.” I stammered.