Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 14: Rocking with Mrs Elora ll (R-18)

"Ahh... yeahhh... ahhh..." Mrs. Elora moaned loud, her voice breaking as I fucked her from behind.

My dick slid in and out of her pussy, slick and hot, every thrust sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine. The way she took me, tight and wet, was driving me wild, the sensation wrapping around me like a glove.

"Arghhh, Miss... I'm loving this with you," I said, my voice rough but warm, keeping her vibe up with mine.

I wanted her to feel it—not just the fucking, but me being here, all in. Her boobs swung back and forth under her, bouncing with every push, soft and heavy, catching the red light in a way that made it hard to look away.

I picked up the pace, slamming into her faster, my hips smacking against her ass. The room filled with the sharp *slap slap* sound, skin on skin, echoing off the walls over the low hum of the opera music.

"Oh god... ahh..." she moaned, her arms trembling as she tried to hold herself up on all fours. But she couldn't—her hands gave out, and she collapsed forward, her face burying into the pillow, muffling her cries.

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I kept going, gliding deep inside her hole, my hands gripping her squishy ass, squeezing the soft flesh as I pulled her back into me.

I could see her face from the side—red and flushed, sweat beading on her forehead, her blonde hair sticking to her cheeks. She was loving it, the sensation hitting her hard from behind, her body rocking with every thrust.

"Ahhh... ahhh... my husband... he never fucks me like this..." she moaned, her voice shaky, spilling out between gasps like a confession.

"Ahh... I can understand," I groaned back, keeping my rhythm steady, my hands tight on her hips. Her words lit something in me—knowing I was giving her what she'd been missing, what she craved. A dick that can satisfy her needy pussy.

"Your dick is so good... ahh... fuck me like this all the time... be mine, Ezra... ahhh... ahhh..." she begged, her moans turning into a plea as I rocked into her pussy harder, the bed creaking under the force.

Her ass jiggled with every slam, and her legs trembled like they might give out.

I leaned closer, my chest brushing her back, my breath hot against her ear.

"I'm yours, Mam, and I always will be," I said, my voice low and firm. "I'll fuck you like I own you—every damn time." I slammed into her harder now, picking up the pace, my hands digging into her hips as I drove deeper, claiming her with every thrust.

"Ezra... yes... don't stop..." she gasped, her voice muffled into the pillow, her fingers clawing at the sheets. Her whole body tensed, shuddering under me, caught up in the heat of it, and I could feel her pushing back, meeting me halfway, desperate for more.

*Slap... slap... slap... slap...* The sound exploded fast, sharp and relentless, as my hips slammed into her, my movements turning wild and erratic.

The bed rocked under us, the frame groaning in time with the wet smack of my skin against her ass.

"Ahh... ahh... more... yeah... ahhh... ahhh..." Mrs. Elora moaned beneath me, her voice raw and broken, like she'd surrendered completely—moaning like a slave caught up in the endless rhythm of me fucking her.

Her body jolted with every thrust, her soft flesh trembling under my hands.

"Arghhh... I'm gonna... cum... ahh..." I groaned, my fingers digging harder into her ass, squeezing the plush curves until my knuckles whitened. The pressure was building fast, a tight coil in my dick ready to snap.

"Cum inside..." she panted, tilting her head back, her voice thick with need. "Don't worry—just give me your load... ahhh..." Her blonde hair fell over her eyes like a messy curtain, strands sticking to her sweat-drenched face, now fully red and blushing, glowing under the dim red lights. Her lips parted, gasping, as she arched into me, begging for it.

"Ahh... yeahh... I'll cum inside your pussy now," I said, nodding quick, my breath ragged. I couldn't hold back—not with her like this, open and desperate.

What a woman, I thought, my mind spinning. Seriously, there's something about matured women—their aura, the way they carry all that heat and confidence. And then Aeri's face flashed in my head. I saw her from this morning—her body under me, soft and warm, taking me in deep as I ate her pussy in her kitchen, then fucked her on bed. The memory hit me like a spark, her curves, her moans, the way she'd clung to me. It flipped a switch, turning me on even more, my dick tightening hard as the edge rushed closer.

"Arghhhh... fuck!!" I growled, gritting my teeth as the thought of Aeri mixed with the feel of Mrs. Elora's pussy drove me over.

I slammed into her with the hardest thrust yet, burying myself deep, and let go—releasing everything, my semen flooding her womb in thick, hot spurts. The orgasm ripped through me, my hips jerking as I filled her up, my groan echoing in the room.

"Ahhhh... oh god... ahhh..." she moaned, her face muffling into the pillow, her voice trembling as she took it all.

Her body shivered under me again, a full-on quake, her pussy clenching tight around my dick like it was milking every drop.

Her eyes rolled up, whites flashing for a second, and her ass arched high toward me, pushing back to meet my last shuddering thrust. Sweat glistened on her spine, her skin flushed and slick, and the air smelled heavy with sex and that faint vanilla spice of her perfume.

"Arghh... yeah..." I groaned, riding out the last drop inside her. I kept my dick parked deep in her pussy, still pulsing faintly, her warmth wrapped tight around me. She was sprawled beneath me, her body limp and trembling, and I leaned over her again, my chest pressing into her back as she caught her breath, her gasps soft against the pillow.

"You feel so good, Mrs. Elora," I said, my voice low and rough. I brushed my lips along her neck, tasting the salt of her skin, then slid my hand up to turn her face toward me.

I kissed her slow, deep, her lips soft and yielding under mine, a little messy from all the heat we'd built up.

"You too, Ezra..." she murmured against my mouth, her words shaky but warm. "Such a comforting person you are." Her breath hitched as she spoke, and I could feel her relax under me, her body melting into the mattress.

Our lips tangled, sliding together in a lazy, lingering kiss, my tongue brushing hers as I rested on her back with my dick inside of her pussy.