Good girl. You can take him in a little deeper. That’s it. Feel the stretch. Let me kiss you darling. Once he’s buried to the hilt I’m going to sit on that pretty face and you’re going to come moaning around my swollen clit with my boyfriend’s cock deep in that sopping wet cunt. #sveros #LWroteIt

You pull my head up, holding my gaze as your thumb strums my pulsing clit. You growl the command and I cum almost instantly, soaking your thrusting fingers and writhing beneath you, whining when you tug the leash and smirk. "Good girl. And we haven't even got your clothes off yet." #sveros #BNOC

Sue sat behind Rich, hand wrapped around his aching erection and her mouth by his ear. “Are you my good boy?” she asked, squeezing him. “Yes, ma’am.” His voice was strained. She smiled. “And do you deserve to cum?” “If Ma’am allows it.” “Right answer,” she cooed, and began stroking. #sveros

Your erotica prompt for Friday, June 26 is “good boy/girl.” As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged. Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it. Have fun!

His swollen cock then slid deep into my throat and I just kept going with my hand working him right to the edge. Once I knew he couldn’t take anymore, I lowered him into my throat. I cupped his balls and I pushed him way back in my throat and just held him deeply there.

Cut the tough girl shit; we both know it’s a facade. Something to scare away unworthy men. And it works with them. Not with me. I know you ache to be a good girl. Obedient. Isn’t that right? The perfect submissive little slut… for the right man. Who knows, maybe it’s me.

“You seem to have a leak, Sir,” Cindy said with mock professionalism as she stroked Dan’s hard cock. Precum dripped from his swollen tip as she gently teased him with her hands. “You’ll need to get this fixed.” Dan just groaned, unable to form coherent words. “I see, you agree with me,” she…

A little story about blowjobs and handjobs and being silly. Enjoy.

“You seem to have a leak, Sir,” Cindy said with mock professionalism as she stroked Dan’s hard cock. Precum dripped from his swollen tip as she gently teased him with her hands. “You’ll need to get this fixed.” Dan just groaned, unable to form coherent words. “I see, you agree with me,” she…

“Play with me,” Sadie giggled, pulling Ethan down onto the bed. He smiled at her. “I have to go to work.” “We don’t have to take too long,” Sadie purred, reaching down to caress his heavy dick through his boxers. It twitched in her hand. “Just a little fun.” Ethan called out sick. #W1PP

His hand finds my chest with a familiarity that makes my pulse stumble, fingertips playing lazy circles while he watches my expression instead of the television. I don’t think either of us is paying attention anymore. #W1PP

I grind my teeth as you gently slide one finger over my frenulum, up to the my head, then back down. Up and down. Softly raking your nails back and forth over my balls. “There we go,” you say quietly as a bead of precum drips down. You catch it on your tongue and sigh happily. #sveros

Jared stared at his e-mail inbox, shocked. “I’ll never have the guts to say this to your face, so here goes. Every night, before bed, I touch myself imagining sucking your cock. Starting at the tip and teasing you with my tongue. Long licks up and down your shaft. (cont.) #sveros

I look across the auditorium and see you with your husband. Both of you dressed so nicely, the president and vice-president of the PTA. Other parents assuming you’re either beyond innocent or a huge bitch… or both. Wouldn’t they be surprised. Wouldn’t they? If they saw you last night.

I stare at the small picture on my phone screen as I stroke myself, your photo conjuring memories of our last night together. My cock throbs as I see you in my mind, writhing under me. But I need your neck in my hands, your pussy massaging my dick, your eyes on mine. I need you. #sveros

It had been a decade since she’d left this earth. But not completely. Each year, on the anniversary of her death, she visited him in the night. Her #ghost just as warm and wet and eager for him as she had been in life. They made love with passion and need… and in the morning she was gone. #vss365

I grind my teeth as you gently slide one finger over my frenulum, up to the my head, then back down. Up and down. Softly raking your nails back and forth over my balls. “There we go,” you say quietly as a bead of precum drips down. You catch it on your tongue and sigh happily. #sveros

Your erotica prompt for Thursday, June 25 is “drip.” As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged. Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it. Have fun!

She was on fire! So hot even her libido had melted. It took 10 minutes under streaming water on the coldest setting possible, before she felt human again. She collapsed on the bed, face down and spread eagled. The curtains were closed to keep the heat of the day seeping into her room #TalesOfA 🧵1/

I've pulled this little story called Ice Play from my Medium archive ... you should go give it a read 💖 If you have an account there, please use this link so maybe I can get a few pennies. medium.com/@BiancaNero/... If you don't, you can use this one instead. medium.com/@BiancaNero/...

“Shhh,” she said, surprising me as she slid onto the couch next to me. “You just keep watching the porn on that website.” With this, she took my hand off my cock and replaced it with hers. “And let me do all the work,” she cooed into my ear as she began gently stroking me. #sveros

I’ve never been good at being patient. Sitting. Waiting. Even when I’ve got you between my legs to keep me busy, you won’t allow me to twitch let alone grind down into you the way I want. This good girl shit is for the birds - I’m here to get fucked. #sveros

I know exactly what I’m doing - that’s why my laugh is so much like a moan when your hands grope at me underneath my dress. This ravenous hunger, the urgency as if I’ll wash away with the tide between my legs thrums through me like rumbling thunder. Take me - shape me - fuck me. #sveros

Since I can’t be there with you: let my words fill you the way I wish I could. I want every syllable to dance over your skin like skipping stones on the lake. Every breath, every pause to tease your most sensitive parts. Your neck - your chest - your thighs. Ache for me as I ache for you. #sveros

Your whisper thrills me. You don’t have to scream so loud the entire neighborhood knows who you belong to night after night. Not when you beg and moan and pant for me so prettily in just a whisper. The intimacy of your breath skipping across my skin like shooting stars in the sky - please. #sveros

Sometimes a website is a lifeline. The red string that ties us together. Sometimes it’s a tool we use to find new recipes or how to fix a broken cabinet door. But today - today it’s for foreplay. For finding something new to explore with each other. C’mon, give me a click. #sveros

This was inspired by memories of an old audio I THINK was posted by @originalseeker.bsky.social on Reddit. I’ll try to find it later if I have time and remember.

“Shhh,” she said, surprising me as she slid onto the couch next to me. “You just keep watching the porn on that website.” With this, she took my hand off my cock and replaced it with hers. “And let me do all the work,” she cooed into my ear as she began gently stroking me. #sveros

Your erotica prompt for Wednesday, June 24 is “website.” As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged. Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it. Have fun!

“Sometimes I think I’m not that sexy in bed,” Carly admitted. “I know guys like when girls are loud.” Tim stared in disbelief. “Carly. The way you whisper in my ear begging me to go deeper. Wrapping your arms around me and sighing happily. Moaning my name. You’re a man’s fucking dream.” #sveros

her body ached for my touch, my lips craved her taste, the way her whimpers soaked into my bones, her back arched, hands fisted, my mouth slowly teasing her, her whispered moans, breathy sighs, my undoing, claiming her as mine. ‍ #sveros

I am thinking unholy thoughts. Deep, slow, thick unholy thoughts.

I want to be pinned down with a strong hand wrapped around my throat, praised as I obediently swallow the water they pour down my throat, while they call me their good girl.

“Sometimes I think I’m not that sexy in bed,” Carly admitted. “I know guys like when girls are loud.” Tim stared in disbelief. “Carly. The way you whisper in my ear begging me to go deeper. Wrapping your arms around me and sighing happily. Moaning my name. You’re a man’s fucking dream.” #sveros

Your erotica prompt for Tuesday, June 23 is “whisper.” As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged. Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it. Have fun!

A final sigh and we roll our bodies away from each other. Enveloped by the gentle numbness of post-climax bliss, as if half-submerged and floating in a warm wading pool. I muster enough energy remaining to reach out and touch fingertips. "We are definitely going to be late for dinner" #sveros

He watched as a tiny bead of sweat formed at her hair line, it gathered in size and succumbed to gravity. Forging its way down her delicate jawline; it paused for a second to pool at her chin before dripping into the cavernous depth of her cleavage. His lust laden eyes slowly rose to hers #sveros

It doesn't matter what he's reading, he could recite the phone book and his voice would still have the same effect. And he knows it. But he pretends not to notice until he feels the wet heat between her legs as she straddles him and begs him to use his mouth for something else instead. #sveros #BNOC

My muscles clench and it feels like the plug filling my arse is growing inside me as yet another orgasm surges through my body. 1/7 🧵 #sveros #BNOC

“As I count down from 10: you sink deeper into trance, and more sexually aroused. 10…” As she counts, I feel myself becoming lost in her eyes, like twin pools of liquid surrender. My cock swelling and hardening without physical stimulation. “You’re following directions so well,” she cooed. #sveros

“As I count down from 10: you sink deeper into trance, and more sexually aroused. 10…” As she counts, I feel myself becoming lost in her eyes, like twin pools of liquid surrender. My cock swelling and hardening without physical stimulation. “You’re following directions so well,” she cooed. #sveros

Your erotica prompt for Monday, June 22 is “pool.” As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged. Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it. Have fun!

What I say: "I need a hug" What I mean: "I need to sit on someone's lap and stroke their hair and neck, their arms wrapped tight around my waist and their mouth kissing and nibbling all across my throat and shoulders until we're both lightheaded and giggling."

He groans in absolute pleasure as I know he has brought himself to the edge. I feel him pulsing inside my tightness. She clenches around his girth. He suddenly pulls out and I feel his pulsating warmth wash over my firm round ass. I love it. I belong to him. It feels like home and I feel safe.

Sometimes it’s fun to feel utterly desperate and needy and just achingly hard.

I dream of the days you threatened to play me like a cello Make me moan with your fingers When our feelings matched These days you are absent I have no idea how you feel But I still think of you when I hear cellos And ache to let you play me #W1PP

you are my altar, for i am on my knees, ready to worship, fill me with you, let our moans be the melodies, until we're both addicted.

No, don’t put the book down. Just spread your thighs a little and pull your skirt up. There we go. No, keep reading. Especially if it’s a spicy part. I’ll just slide two fingers inside and… mmm, that’s the sound I was looking for. No, eyes on your book. I’m just adding some immersion. #sveros

You think books are inanimate? That people can pour their heart and soul on the page and it remains just paper and ink? That they don't have feelings and desires? That when they're on the shelf, covers pressed together for years, they don't come to enjoy the touch of the others? or long for more?

I'm trying to read my book, but the words are swimming in front of my eyes. Your tongue traces small, tight circles around my clit, making me gasp and squirm. "Did I tell you to stop reading, pet?" #sveros