They rarely slept naked together. Little eyes&fingers can be uncomfortably inquisitive. But it was too hot for pjs and duvets. He had barricade that door the night before so they could slip into something more comfortable, yet the heat had still woken her. Her hot blooded skin hyper aware of his 🧵1/

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

Her sex drive was in overdrive. It didnt quietly whisper as it normally would. Like an engine idling gently humming in the back ground; always there ready to rev up and go at a moments notice. No. This heat turned her blood to NOS had made her cunt so engorged she was leaking fluids. #sveros

Dead Poets Society (1989) Director: Peter Weir

She was spent, exhausted; sleeping serenely as he sat contentedly watching her in the sun, like one of the pets. He’d teased her mind, edged her body, licked her, fingered her & slowly & sensually Fucked her to many orgasms. Now he pampered her, cherished her: Again, enjoying her fully. 🖤 #LustYfied

I was in such a rush this morning I forgot my own hastag. #TalesOfA

HOT!

They rarely slept naked together. Little eyes&fingers can be uncomfortably inquisitive. But it was too hot for pjs and duvets. He had barricade that door the night before so they could slip into something more comfortable, yet the heat had still woken her. Her hot blooded skin hyper aware of his 🧵1/

A little SFW romance for your Monday morning: The Truth Is, a story of mistakes and fear and showing someone you’re there for them. www.literotica.com/s/the-truth-...

As I caress your luscious breasts and kiss your neck, your body will experience shivers as we lose ourselves in a moment of passionate bliss. As time passes, the intimate feeling will overtake our bodies. Your lust is what drives my spirit; my love will be your blanket.

If this doesn't pull me out of my reading slump then I may have to resort to desperate measures. Happy Moanday you sexy lot

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

7 away from 200 How shall I mark the occasion?

She woke to the familiar feeling of his cock sliding deep inside her. What wasnt familiar was the swaying motion of her body&feeling seasick. She startled awake opening her eyes scrambling for her bearings. The sun The sky The chocolate coloured fence The rose bush The hammock Her legs His cock 🧵1/

Youve got to love the algorithm

Longest day gets a send off.

Self-care is the new buzz phrase. Social media is going crazy for it. "Take a long shower. Get a hair cut, a massage, read a book, do something for you" She mockingly mimicked their chants whilst scrolling through bluesky. "Something for me, huh?" His post is scroll stopping. #TalesOfA 🧵1/

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.

I see colin on the porch looking in and watching us fuck. Its making me hotter and my cock ache to cum having him watch us. Hes right in front of us staring straight at erins naked body riding my thick hard cock.

Neither of us can hold in the gutteral sounds as you finally sink balls deep inside me. As your hot groaned breath tickles my spine, I feel the warmth of my own muffled moan as it hits the bed beneath me, and I shiver, despite the the throbbing heat of your handprints on my arse. 1/3 🧵 #BNOC

Famous authors asking you out

I let you hear my footsteps as I approach from behind. My hand grips your waist and holds you tight to me as my other hand moves your hair to the side exposing your neck. Planting soft kisses on your neck you rub your ass against me feeling my cock throbbing and begging to be unleashed. A bite on

Lighting the Fire ……

Thunder rumbling through the cold clouds and rain pelting the window. The cold air seeping through the window and settling on my hot naked skin as I nestle deeper into the plush blankets wrapped around me. My hand stroking my hard throbbing cock as I turn the page of a new book. #sveros

My breath catches as one hand wraps around my throat, pulling me back against you as the other gropes my tits. I whimper as you nip my shoulder before pressing your lips to my ear. "Can you feel how hard I am? Your teasing has worked, you're about to get exactly what you wanted." #sveros #BNOC

“Mmmm” “Yes” “Oh, fuck” Words and moans escape you without permission as my hands search and grope your flesh in your darkness. The light-void sensations behind your blindfolded eyes heighten with every touch Then, you teeter as the familiar object is inserted into your quivering pussy #sveros

It sent shivers down her spine as she felt him extend her neck back firmly, fisting her hair tightly. She sank further on her haunches almost trembling with the anticipation of feeling his thick hard cock stretching her needy swollen cunt, slowly sinking into her until he’s balls deep. 🖤 #LustYfied

I read the passage she had marked: "He wrapped the scarf around Maggie's slender neck and pulled tight. She didn't fight. She let go." I handed her the book, and she handed me a red silk scarf. "Please stop if I tap your wrist twice." Her dress dropped to the floor. #sveros (BOOK) #erotica

These are the moments I treasure. The moments I see you again, exploring our desires. I want to study you like a religion, your body a sacred book to scan and worship. My mouth are my eyes, finding all the hidden wonders of your love. You are my goddess, my deity, prostrate to your desire. #sveros

A version of you is seen by the world. Composed. Curated. In control. By. The. Book. I know another side of you. Pulled hair, smudged makeup, torn panties. Scratches and bite marks. One that yearns and lusts and fucks. Show me. #sveros

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

She moves through the shelves with practiced ease, running her fingers along the hard spines as she reshelves returns. Across the aisle, he should be reading. Instead, his attention keeps drifting back to her. The books are only an excuse now. #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?

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

He watched her studiously. Making mental notes of the way her breath hitched, if she changed positions or adjusted her weight to create friction. What she did when he stepped behind her, crowded her. If his presence made her squirm he made a note of the page. Her book was his how to guide ##sveros

I need to be inside of you, to feel our languor and our friction. Our moans and little chuckles floating with the music. The text rests on the floor next to our bed, pages spread apart, mimicking your legs drawn over my shoulders. You'll have to finish your book some other time, my sweet. #sveros

Fuck me, I need a cold shower coz damn gurl.

Just a heads up - the worst thing you can do is ask me to follow you. 1 my PDA (pathological demand avoidance) instantly say no. 2 if I like your content I will follow you naturally. You wont have to ask.

She woke to the familiar feeling of his cock sliding deep inside her. What wasnt familiar was the swaying motion of her body&feeling seasick. She startled awake opening her eyes scrambling for her bearings. The sun The sky The chocolate coloured fence The rose bush The hammock Her legs His cock 🧵1/

Fridays we're Feral right?

I just read the words "cock sleave" and imagined a ventriloquist cock puppet.

My wife and I read at about the same pace. One of our favorite things to do is read the same book at the same time. We talk about it between chapters. Yes, I know. Ew.

How do you show gratitude for a kiss that makes your toes curl? A touch that makes you shiver? A grip on your arm that makes your insides clench and then unfurl? Maybe grateful was the wrong word. Annie felt lucky for a change. Fortunate. Desirable. Desirous. #vss365 (CLENCH) #erotica

EVERY PERSON deserves intimacy on levels they desire – emotional, romantic, sexual, or any mix EVERY BODY is beautiful and deserves to be worshipped and explored, whether by its owner or whoever the owner chooses to give consent FEEL ECSTASY. There are healthy ways to experience it over and over

That last slap took her breath away. She flinched, arching & tightening as she trembled with a gasped then breathless silence. That sting coursed through her body; sharp & fiery, before the shock translated to arousal. Clenching, she felt her hot petals slip & her pearl buzz intensely. 🖤 #LustYfied

She was now totally lost in him, panty gusset drenched: Needing the dirty things he’d fed her mind, the filthy things he’d edged her with, the tasks that he’d had her do only heightened her cravings, her desires. Now, she just wanted to cum for his total pleasure; again & again & again. 🖤 #LustYfied

Once I laid eyes on you I knew you'd set my world on fire. Or rather, I would…just to be with you. The curve of your thigh, the sway of your hips, a velvety shadow of cleavage, a sweet smile, save for the wicked flame in your eyes. You're gasoline & god help me, I want to light the match. #W1PP

You were convinced she’d fold first. You’ve edged yourself for hours before, alone. But sat here in front of each other, touching yourselves, your uncontrolled need to cum takes over Your mind blanks and the last thing you see before your orgasm is her wicked smile Today you met your match #W1PP

Some nights, you want hands with decades of experience touching you in all the right places to elicit moans and jolts of pleasure. Tonight, however, you crave feverish horny groping. A selfish man; rough handfuls of flesh for leverage as he slams his cock into you, seeking his own release. #sveros