Author: erinastark

Punishment; An Angry Facefuck [MF] [oral] [rough] [facial]

I’ve been called many things.

Protective.

Tall, Dark and Handsome.

Fuckfaced Asshole.

Calm, Cool and Collected.

Daddy. 

But never, ever, have I been called stupid. 

Until today, where my longtime girlfriend was actively insulting my intelligence. See, Amber and I are goddamn whores for each other, with no intentions to slow down. We fuck anywhere, anytime at any moment. Hell, yesterday she was grabbing on my cock in the checkout line at Home Depot, and sucked me off on the way home. The sex recently has been so mind blowing because we transitioned into more of an open relationship.

A tame open relationship, but open nonetheless. We didn’t partake in groupsex, threesomes, orgies or swingers parties. It’s simply that sometimes she has needs that can only be satiated by a womans touch, or in her words, “clit on clit action.” Fine by me, because I occasionally require the thrill of pounding the asshole of another grown man until he quivers. Then I blow a load on his back. I’m a lucky guy with a gorgeous girlfriend who also likes thick sweaty cocks, so what?

We have only one rule. We ask the other for permission.  Read more »

On My Knees, Insatiable [FM] [oral] [swallow]

“Drop your pants.”

As much as I wanted my fiancee to walk around my family’s wine and liquor room and see what we’ve been fermenting and storing for the past decade, I had bigger plans; including, but not necessarily limited to; my mouth sucking every bit of cum from his cock and balls that I could, then savoring and swallowing the sweet results. He perks up when he hears the unmistakable sound of the door being closed behind us. 

Nothing here but space and time.

“Oh really now, Madison?” he smiles, “That, ‘hey baby, help me carry some wine upstairs’ was just a bunch of bullshit?”

“What the fuck do you think it was, Alex?”

I’m too busy raking my hair back into a ponytail to cut my eyes at him. We don’t have much time before someone at the party upstairs notices we’re gone, and I refuse to have my mission be all for naught. “I’ve been slaving all day taking orders from Mom like this is my fucking function, and I will die if I’m not in control of something. Now drop ’em!”

“Say no more baby.” Read more »

Backseat Lover, Part Two [MF] [toys]

Today was supposed to be “just another day.” Wake up, go to work, survive 8 hours, then go home. I arrived at my office, ten seconds away from jerking off to r/BDSM, but before I knew it, I was three drinks in, and then balls deep into the asshole of the hottest 21 year old I had ever seen. That 21 year old? She’s currently driving to her home with my cum still in her ass.

I’m jittery my entire drive home, but when I get home, it fades. Initially, I felt I’d be a mess going home to my wife. Shaken, stirred and frightened. I kiss her normally, even through I cheated on her not even an hour ago. Yet, everything feels too normal. My son is playing with blocks in the living room while my wife rewatches last week’s episode of The Bachelorette. After giving her a carefully worded recount of how my day was, I head upstairs to shower and scrub every trace of Christine’s scent off my body. Read more »

[MF] Back Seat Lover (Creampie) (anal) (cheating)

My wife no longer sees herself as the sex crazed slut she was before the baby.

Two years ago, she was insatiable. We’d go at it in every room in the house, multiple times a day. Pull over on the side of the road and have a quickie in the front seat. Tying each other up and begging for an orgasm. Public sex in the bathroom at the pub, or in the locker rooms at the gym. I’d have the remote to her vibrator, she’d have one for my cock ring and we’d torture the other while at work. 

Today? I’d be lucky if we tripped and fell into “the mood.” After childbirth, she’s indifferent towards and sex, and completely disinterested in acheving an orgasm on the times we do. Don’t get me wrong though, I am not upset or resentful of her. Not in the slightest. I understand the large physiological changes women go through during birth, and she came out looking more beautiful than ever. 

The feeling wasnt mutual. We’ve had sex a twelve times in those two years. Nine of which didn’t end in orgasm for her. Two of which when faked, the last one she was on top and possibly she came. I doubt it though. She hopped off of me long before my cock stopped pumping my cum into her.  Read more »

Invisible No More [M] [F] [BBW] [Creampie] [oral]

 I’m not a man that asks for much. I love my steaks medium-rare. I like my women big and curvy. I like my music loud with the bass up.

I realized big beautiful double D’s and soft, plump asses were just something I was into during my four years of undergrad. Yet, the more my friends talked about the girls they liked, the surer about my own preferences I became, that I wasn’t in some phase.

See, they preferred tall and thin, with small, shapely tits and ass, with a flat tummy and slender legs. Essentially, your traditional model. Their dicks perking up at a carbon copy template. Don’t get me wrong, I could certainly appreciate the work required to maintain a slender figure and a tight tummy. It just wasn’t for me. 

I needed a large, spankable ass to fuck, with some big tits to kiss and grip. And plump lips any day of the week. Nothing is more satisfying than a big, beautiful woman under me and watching her tits bounce in rhythm while we fuck. Read more »

[F] [M] On My Knees, Insatiable (oral) (swallow)

“Drop your pants.”

As much as I wanted my fiancee to walk around my family’s wine and liquor room and see what we’ve been fermenting and storing for the past decade, I had bigger plans; including, but not necessarily limited to; my mouth sucking every bit of cum from his cock and balls that I could, then savoring and swallowing the sweet results. He perks up when he hears the unmistakable sound of the door being closed behind us. 

Nothing here but space and time.

“Oh really now, Madison?” he smiles, “That, ‘hey baby, help me carry some wine upstairs’ was just a bunch of bullshit?”

“What the fuck do you think it was, Alex?”

I’m too busy raking my hair back into a ponytail to cut my eyes at him. We don’t have much time before someone at the party upstairs notices we’re gone, and I refuse to have my mission be all for naught. “I’ve been slaving all day taking orders from Mom like this is my fucking function, and I will die if I’m not in control of something. Now drop ’em!”

“Say no more baby.” Read more »