It’s really a great song. There are other good ones from that era that I think get unfairly discounted because the style fell out of popularity.

You should change it to “rogue mouse” then. “Rouge” is the makeup. 👍🏻

She said tell me are you a Christian child, I said MA’AM I AM TONIGHT

@rougemouse.bsky.social Is it supposed to be “rogue mouse” as in a mouse that does what it wants, or “rouge mouse” as in a mouse with makeup on? It’s been bugging me.

I love that song.

I know that hot little cunt is needy for me. It craves the way my cock spreads it open. Isn’t that right? You need to be fucked deep and rough. You ache to feel that I’m using your body to make my dick cum.

The way you look up at me. Not with love, but with a feral animal need. Making me growl with want. Spread your legs like a bitch in heat. Your eyes begging me to breed you.

God, you’re fucking sexy. You know that? My blood boils in your presence. My cock throbs. My fingers ache to grip you tightly. My arms yearn to hold your body against mine.

Let me lay you down on my bed and make you mine.

Lynne awoke and sighed. She’d been having her favorite recurring dream.

She was floating in an #undersea world, beautiful mermen passing her from one to the next; arms and mouths and bodies embracing her in turn. She felt so desired, her body burning with love and lust.

It felt so real…

#vss365

To be with you, to hear that same voice and those same lascivious fantasies, whispered into my ear… but this time, while I’m driving my cock deep inside your welcoming warm pussy… the thought makes me growl.

Your voice is an addiction. Your filthy stories, your stream-of-consciousness rambling lustful utterances, like a dream come true.

In today’s multi-post entry for #sveros, a husband pimps his wife to both of their enjoyment.

Carly felt her arousal dripping down her thigh from her needy cunt. “Sir?” she asked quietly. “Are you going to hurt me?”

The man sneered. “Why, you want me to?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”

Carly looked up into the man’s eyes. They were hungry, but cold and unfriendly. He looked like a man accustomed to violence. She found herself a little afraid.

But that fear had her very aroused; she couldn’t wait to see what this cruel man would do.

It was a leather strap, attached to her leather collar; when she was wearing it, she only crawled on hands and knees. She followed the man, who led her to the bedroom. He closed the door behind them.

And immediately slapped her on the ass, hard. “God, look at that shit jiggle,” he growled.

The man took out the cash and handed it to Jake. “Perfect,” Jake said. “One hour. Remember, no slapping her in the face. No spitting. Anything else, enjoy yourself.

This was the part where Carly held her breath. Would he fuck her the way she craved?”

Jake handed Carly’s leash to the client.

She didn’t like the young guys who looked at her body with awe. She wasn’t doing this to be a prize or to be handled gently. She wanted men’s hands on her, grabbing her, using her body, not giving a fuck whether she got off or even enjoyed herself. Those, ironically, made her cum the hardest.

Carly watched the man; she hoped he’d pay to fuck her. Her friends would be horrified, but she loved hearing men talk about how she was too old or her ass was flabby. Like she was a piece of meat. Those men always fucked her nice and rough like she liked. Callously, like she was a sex toy.

“Or are you gonna leave? Because discussing my sex life for free wasn’t in my fuckin’ plans for today.”

“Yeah, I’ll pay,” the man said, then looked down at Carly. “You really into this?” Carly stayed silent.

“You don’t talk to her until you pay me, and then you’re on the clock,” Jake said.

The other man squinted. “You samples the merchandise, huh?”

Jake smiled. “She’s my wife.”

The client snorted. “That’s your old lady, huh? You guys some kinda freaks who get off on this shit?”

“Yeah, we are,” Jake said, looking down at Carly. “So are you gonna pay?”

Carly knelt on the floor and listened as the two men talked.

“She ain’t that young anymore, man,” one said. “I should get a discount.”

Her husband, Jake, chuckled. “Look at those tits, bro. She’ll wrap those big jugs around your meat and jack you off. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt.”

#sveros

Your erotica prompt for Tuesday, April 21 is “discount.”

As always, explicit language is allowed — nay, encouraged.

Remember to tag #sveros in your post so we can all see it.

Have you seen Polyester? More fucked up John Waters/Divine

Fuck, man. It was like 43 at my son’s baseball game tonight, was freezing my ass off 😅

Fucking been there. Hugs.

The shading is great at the bottom

Your tattoo 🤌🏻

Makes me think of how chapped my lips would get in the winter, from making out with my girlfriend in the back of my car. Just kissing and licking everywhere because we hadn’t quite moved on to better stuff yet 😅

Their fangs glistened.

Nowhere to run.

#horrorinsix

“Aren’t you an edible little thing?” Brian said.

Josie turned, then realized he was speaking to his popcorn. She sighed.

Brian put the kernel down. “I don’t want to eat you,” he said, then turned to her and looked into her eyes. “I want to explore you inch by inch.”

“Oh!”

#sveros