#the wet spot in the second pic is crazy tbh

[dogd0m-charlie]

hey guys uhhh heard u liked boys with fat hairy pussies so um

cooked a nice hot meal for u

cmon hurry up and start eating dude it's gonna get cold

(OP is a man. Reblogging this post addressing me with feminine language will get you blocked.)

[pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles]

I Told You To Behave

Pretty mild for me TBH spanking, oral, voyeurism, sub/dom elements

Ashton was bored out of his mind waiting for yet another radio interview to begin when he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. The notification said Honey has sent you a photo

Ashton grinned, his girlfriend was out shopping for a dress to wear for her sister's wedding next month in Vegas.  He scrolled through several pictures of her trying different dresses admiring how they clung to her curvy figure. He licked his lips at the way her thick thighs peeked out from high slits, and how her bra pushed her tits up until they were almost spilling out of certain necklines. The final pic she'd turned her back to the mirror in a silver sequined number that was floor length but slit all the way up to her hips on either side and Ashton felt himself stir. He realized they were counting down to the interview and he texted her back quickly. 

Buy the blue and the silver

He shoved his phone in his pocket just as the DJ began asking questions. His phone buzzed several times throughout the interview and Ashton wondered what she was up to. As soon as it ended they were rushed off to a marketing meeting and he checked his phone in the car. 

Three more pictures each in the same silver dress but each one more revealing, from bending over to show her cleavage, turning to the side and hiking the dress up around her hips so the thigh slit got wider almost exposing herself. She looked sexy as hell and he couldn't wait to take her out somewhere nice in that silver dress and fucking her senseless while she was wearing it. Ashton frowned at the thought feeling his dick getting hard again. 

The final picture only made it worse, she'd unzipped the dress and taken off her bra. The dress was hanging loosely on her body, her arm holding up her breasts but Ashton could still see her nipple meanwhile the back of the dress was opened exposing the top of her ass. She'd captioned it

I bought the silver dress, when are you coming home? 

You know I have meetings today so why are you trying to get me all worked up? 

Maybe I want you all worked up, maybe you'll come home early

She'd attached a pic from Victoria's Secret dressing room wearing a red and black polka dot matching set. 

Damn you look good but don't start this. It's not happening Honey. You know I'm busy and Calum is coming over for dinner tonight. I'd hate to punish you in front of company. 

I'm not doing anything wrong Daddy, why would you punish me? She was pouting into the camera with big sad eyes but with her back turned to the mirror managed to get both her cleavage and her ass in the shot.  

Final warning baby girl. Let me know if you're cooking tonight or if you want me to stop. Be good, love you

Honey didn't answer immediately leaving him on read. She bought the red and black set and one that was pink and lacy because Ashton loved her in pink. Calum coming over made her even more determined to push his buttons as she stopped at the market to get dinner. She checked the time and knew he'd be out of the meeting soon. Wandering over to produce she spotted a bunch of large parsnips and snapped a pic 

Made me think of you and now I'm wet in the middle of Trader Joe's. Might have to go home and take care of that

Ashton smirked at her message. He loved when she was cute like this especially on long boring days where he'd rather be home with her. They grabbed a quick snack on the way to meet the design team for their new merch line. 

Waiting for their sandwich Calum nudged him, "hey I know I'm supposed to come over for dinner, but if there's something going on at home we can do it some other time." 

Ashton laughed, "Honey is just being a brat and trying to get attention because I'm gone all day. Kitten must have to work today if she's leaving you alone." 

"Yeah," Calum nodded. "Also she got some new accessories last night and we're both a little sore today." 

"You two get up to some crazy shit," Ashton shook his head. "She'd better behave, I'd hate to have to punish her with you there." 

Calum busted out laughing, "you're so full of shit, but thanks for warning me." Calum and Ashton were notorious for catching each other in sexual situations, and both of their girlfriends got off on it as well. They were walking back to the car when his phone went off again and they both smirked as he pulled up the message. 

I got stuffed raviolis for dinner or you could eat this instead 

The first picture was indeed a pan of pasta, but the second picture was her seated at her vanity in her pink satin robe with her legs parted just enough to see her pink pussy peeking out at him. 

Ashton groaned and Calum laughed getting into the car trying not to trip over Luke's lanky frame. 

You're in trouble when I get home baby girl. Daddy told you to be good and Calum saw that

Honey grinned at his reply putting on the pink set she'd bought earlier under a pink and black polka dot 50's style dress. She'd just finished her hair and makeup when Ashton messaged her

Be home in 30 minutes doll, be ready for me

Ashton first noticed the smell of roasted vegetables and Otis Redding playing over the speakers when he walked in with Calum behind him. He passed the kitchen and the dining room smiling as he noticed she'd gone all out, setting the table and chilling wine table side. He found her in the living room mixing a drink for herself and Calum. Honey greeted him with a kiss batting her lashes at him before greeting their guest. Honey handed the boys their drinks iced coffee for Ashton, whiskey and water for Cal. 

"Thank you Honey, but don't think this gets you off the hook," Ashton sat down on the couch and Calum took the love seat she stood watching them with her hands behind her back. 

"Yes Daddy," Honey looked down at the floor pouting again. 

"Don't act put out. You knew what you were doing pretty girl, and Calum saw you misbehave. I can't just let that go." 

"Yes Daddy, I'm sorry Sir," Honey peeked up at Calum who was grinning at the show while sipping his drink.

"Come over here," Ashton patted the seat next to him and Honey obeyed. Ashton gently grabbed her chin so she'd meet his eyes. 

"I'm going to put you over my lap and you're going to count down from ten swats, do you understand?" Honey nodded, biting her bottom lip. Ashton leaned back and Honey laid down on the couch shimmying her dress up over her hips. 

"New panties? Very cute but pull them down" she did and Ashton pushed them to her knees. "Are you ready baby girl?" 

"Yes Daddy," Honey sounded as if she might cry which just made Ashton smirk. 

Calum jumped at the loud smack as Ashton brought his hand down across her plump cheek making Honey jolt as well. 

"Ten" 

Another smack this time the other cheek

"Nine"

"Eight, oww Daddy, please" 

Ashton laughed and rubbed her pink skin where his handprint was just beginning to show.

"You can take more than that baby, don't pretend with me," he growled. 

"Seven," she was beginning to squirm.

"Six" she was whining now and Ashton has to grab her wrists in his left hand to hold her still. His cock was getting hard as she wiggled against him and she could feel it which just made her squirm harder. 

"Five, it hurts Daddy" Honey sounded breathless and tears ran down her cheeks. 

Ashton slid his hand between her legs parting her thighs and spreading her open and exploring her wetness with his long fingers.

"You're soaked Honey, already so wet for me hmmmm? Is it punishment if it turns you on this much?" Honey whined as he pushed his fingers inside her feeling her walls grasping at him.

Honey moaned for him, "yes please Daddy, feels good."

"You think it's gonna be that easy," Ashton laughed brushing his thumb against her clit in slow easy circles. He pulled his fingers out teasing her entrance until she tried to push back against him. "I don't think so baby," he laughed bringing down another blow.

"OW," she cried out. "Five."

"Four, Three ohhhmmmm," she trailed off to a whimper as Ashton pushed his fingers back inside her. 

"You wanted to misbehave and now you can't take it?" Ashton asked. "Calum help me out." 

Calum stood up and walked over to the couch and Ashton pushed her thighs apart exposing her completely. "Does she feel sorry to you?" 

Calum dipped his fingers into her dripping core causing Honey to moan and shiver. She'd always found Calum incredibly sexy and having him watch, or better yet, participate, gave her the strongest orgasms. 

"I think she likes it," Calum growled, pumping his fingers inside her. 

"Keep going please," Ashton asked him giving her another smack.

"Three" she wasn't crying now. Honey concentrated on Calum's fingers inside her and Ashton's cock straining against her belly. 

"Two, one, noooo" Ashton landed the final two blows and Calum pulled his hand away. 

"Stand up and bend over, hands on my knees" Ashton barked and she did. "You're so desperate aren't you baby girl? You want to cum for us?" 

He reached between her legs barely brushing his fingers against her clit.

"Please Daddy," she moaned pushing against him. Ashton gave her sex a light slap in response.

"Hold still," Ashton grunted. "This is all you're getting right now and I know you can cum from this." He whispered in her ear as she watched Calum rubbing his cock through his pants. 

Calum pulled his cock out and began to stroke it using good pre-cum to get it nice and slick. Ashton continued to tease her and she felt her orgasm approaching at a slow torturous pace. Her pussy was aching to be filled and she imagined Calum fucking her slowly those puffy lips finding her nipples as Ashton watched. Thinking about Ashton's cock made her moan as she looked him in the eye. Honey knew later he'd bend her over and rail her with his massive cock leaving her gasping and satisfied. As sexy as Calum was, no one took care of her the way Daddy did. Just thinking about it brought her close to the edge, Calum tapped her lips with the head of his cock and she took him in as his orgasm approached. 

She tasted him on her tongue salty and hot as he jerked himself off into her mouth.  Ashton pushed her harder with his fingers and Honey felt her legs begin to tremble. Calum put his cock away and helped Ashton hold her up when her climax hit. Honey felt relief from finally getting to cum but still needy because she needed Ashton's cock. 

She pouted as he eased her onto her knees but when he took off his belt she quickly nodded her head smiling up at him. Ashton stroked her cheek as she licked and kissed his shaft before hollowing her cheeks and bobbing her head on his cock. 

"Fuck baby girl, I've wanted this all day," Ashton groaned as she took him all the way down gagging on his length. He grabbed her hair and let her use her hands and mouth to suck him off. Swirling her closed fist rapidly sling his shaft while her tongue concentrated on the ridge just below the tip. Ashton growled and she knew he was close.

"Yes Daddy cum for me, i wanna taste you," Honey cooed before taking him back down her throat. That was all he needed as he fucked her face and she felt him erupt down her throat with a shout.

He released her hair and she pulled back, tears on her cheeks but she was smiling up at him. Ashton helped her up and sat her on the couch, smoothing her hair and peppering her face with kisses. He handed her drink to her and cuddled her into his chest before heading into the kitchen to turn the oven on. He returned with the cheese tray and bottle of wine Honey had prepared for a starter.

Ashton sat back down next to Honey and squeezed her thigh as she served up the brie. Calum and Ashton disagreed on the design of a new hoodie and each tried to get Honey to side with them. She liked Calum's idea better but then Ashton leaned in and whispered in her ear, "if you get Cal to agree with me I'll tie you up and make you cum until you beg me to stop." Honey just smiled and turned on the charm.

@kiiiimberlyriiiicker1995​ @ghostofmashton​ @5sosnsfw​ @sexgodashton​ @5-secondsofcolor​ @maluminspace​ @h0tsos​

[thehomierobbstark]

What does Erik do when Bae is being bratty in public?

A/N: Ya’ll seemed to really enjoy the last one, so here, have a longer one! Thank you anon for asking! [i ride for my thick chicks but i couldn’t find the right pics, sorry yall :/ ]

Whewwww

First of all

God Bless that mans patience, because you? stay Trying👏🏿 It ™👏🏿

Y’all were at an amusement park in the height of summer after graduation after you’d decided to link back up with all your college friends one last time before fall came

Everyone was boo’d up, but especially Erik, who stayed hanging on you from the moment you got there

He couldn’t help it, you just looked so cute with your black and silver braids up in space buns and the ocean blue Van’s you paired with your white summer fit

He just needed to be onn youuu in somee wayy so he could let these niggas know that ‘this mines’

Soo you sucked it up, and put up with your needy ass man hanging all over you

….. for a total of five minutes

“Yeah, so uhh…. this not bout to work,” You lean back from your scrunched up position in the corner of the booth where he’d pulled you in to be under his arm. The rest of your crew was still in line, ordering food.

He gives you a confused look, not really sure what you’re talking about.

“Wassup? You wanna go somewhere else for food? I think they got a vegan spot around the corne-”

“Nah, son, this not bout to work,” You interrupt him, gesturing between the two of you. You feel a spike of heat flash over you, and your patience starts to grow thinner.

You fuckin hated being hot

It was honestly one of the worst feelings to you, and this gigantic, sweaty nigga was determined to be all up in your space, fuckin up your qi

“Baby,” you give him a little pat on his arm, trying to keep it together. “I love all the physical affection you’re trying to show me, but you gon have to cut that shit out.” *record scratch* “It’s too hot for all that.”

During the winter, those warm, cuddled up moments were cute and all, but now that the cold was gone so was your desire for unnecessary body heat, and you needed him to get with the program

He kisses his teeth. “I’m just tryna hold my baby girl, watchu getting all buck for?” He says defensively, acting like he wasn’t currently trying to be the actual ball to your chain.

“Okay, well, hold me in your heart or somethin, shit. You makin my back sweat,” You pull at the sleeve of your shirt to trying to air it out a little, unsticking it from you.

That was another thing you fuckin hated; sweat

You could put up with it if you had to, like when you did your occasional morning run or participated in whatever foolish activities Erik managed to get you into, but it still always made your neck scrunch up at the dewy gross wetness that lingered behind on your skin

Tbh, you turned into a total 👸🏿Diva when it was hot, and you weren’t putting up with any of Erik’s lovey dovey shit in the 102º heat

“Wowwww, so you really just gon block me out like that, babe?”

“Like a fuckin linebacker,” Your comeback is quick, zero hesitation.

Your friends start heading back to where you are, so he drops it, deciding to not be a grump in front of them and thinking that maybe you just needed some space for a little while till you cooled back down

Nnnopeeee

You may have felt icky on the outside, but it didn’t mean you still didn’t want allll of the attention from your man

It’s like your body knew it wasn’t going to get any physical affection in this heat, so to make up for it, it transferred all of its resources over to your mouth

And that mouth? Smh

Poor baby, you was skrugglin

“Erik, where are you going?”

“I wanna go ride on this one babe, come with me.”

“Why is it so hotttt,”

“Ooo, DOG!”

“I want a churro.”

“Why aren’t you listening to me right now?? Didn’t you hear me say I saw a dog??”

He’s torn between being fed up with you’re annoying, aggravating ass and squishing you to death in the tightest hug because he loved it when you started acting all needy

One second you’re dragging him to all the toy stores in the park to find a Pussyfoot stuffed animal, and the next you’re mad when he tries to hold your hand to take you there because ‘it’s too sweaty”

And when you had a hot flash?

Lord help any chick that looked even somewhat in Erik’s direction, because by then you were ready to add in the knuck component to your 1-2 crazy bitch combo

After he had to drag you out of the funnel cake shop to keep you from throwing hot fudge and strawberries at “that googly eyed bitch in the back”, he decided to take you to one of the secluded tables in the back of the park to talk.

“Sit.” he orders, pointing at the table top, and you hoist yourself onto the warm concrete, scooting back a little to make room.  He slides the plate of funnel cake onto the table, arranging the shopping bags he placed behind you to give you both cover. He situates himself on the bench in between your legs, pulling the plate of food over to him to unwrap it.

He spreads your legs open and puts the dessert there when he finishes, resting his hands on the outside of your thighs.

“Right now, you gon eat and listen, cuz you been acting like a fuckin brat all damn day and I’m not having any more of your shit lil girl.”

Your face immediately scrunches up, frowning at the factual statements he was making.  You want to open your mouth and start denying your bad behavior, but the look on his face tells you that it would be very unwise.

You only open up again after watching him use his fork to pick apart the funnel cake, dipping it in chocolate sauce and holding it to your mouth to feed it to you.

While you chew, your eyes drift over his defined arm muscles being showcased by the maroon sleeveless hoodie he’s wearing, the scent of his heady cologne wafting up to your nose, distracting your senses for a moment.

You want to bury your nose in his neck and deeply inhale his scent, but you restrain yourself, not wanting to get falsely accused of trying to distract him. 

“Aight so whats the deal, baby girl? You ain’t even wanna hold my hand cuz you was being such a drama queen earlier, but now you tryna bite every bitch head off in a 5 mile radius cuz they can’t tell that we together.” He feeds you another piece, this time with a chunk of strawberry, holding it with his fingers.

You accept it, wrapping your lips around his meaty fingers and taking the treat from them, sucking generously at the pad of his thumb.

He maintains his composure, watching as you swipe your tongue over the dust of powdered sugar on your top lip.

“Why you being so difficult, mamas? You actin like you don’t know how to act right.”

You roll your eyes, eyebrows furrowing in irritation as you start to get defensive. Sure you might have been acting out a little bit, but its not like he was entirely innocent in this either.

“Well, maybe if you didn’t wear shit like that when we go out, I wouldn’t have to act so fucking ‘difficult’.” You use your fingers to put up air quotes, voice laced with attitude.

He narrows his eyes at you. “Excuse me, little girl?” Its more of an opportunity for you to reevaluate your statement than it is a question, but you steamroll over the subtle warning, still going off.

“You mad you can’t be all up on me rn so we can look like we together, but you stay showing off your arms and shit like you’re not also taken.”

He grabs the plate of half eaten funnel cake and puts it off to the side, moving forward so that his face is closer to yours.

“You better change the way you talkin to me or we gon have an even bigger problem in a second.”

You ignore his threat, scooping up the plate to munch away at your anger.

“Shut the fuck up Erik, you’re irking me right now,” You mumble around a mouthful of food, eyes focused on the pile of whipped cream and pastry.

You didn’t see it when he pulled down the black joggers he was wearing to reach in and free himself, stroking slowly while he waited for you to swallow the food in your mouth. Before you could take another bite, he snatches the plate out of your hand, tossing it somewhere before pulling you to the edge of the table, gripping you under your knees.

“Clearly you need some sense fucked back into you because its obvious you lost it all somewhere in this goddamn park.” He grabs your shorts, roughly pulling them off before sliding you off the table and into his lap. He hooks two fingers into the side of your cotton underwear and rips them off, stuffing the material into your mouth.

“I swear if you cum I’ll take you home and bend you over for another 2 hours,” His tone is vicious, and you’re already wet from the way he’s gripping your waist tight and looking at you with pure fire in his eyes. He lifts your ass up and positions himself under you, thrusting into you powerfully and filling you all the way up. You let out a sharp cry, softened by your makeshift gag, and he covers your mouth with his wide palm, leaning into your ear.

“Shut the fuck up and take it,” he growls, and he tightens his arm around your lower back and starts to pound into you, struggling to keep his own breathing even and his grunts quiet.

With the tall shopping bags on the table blocking the view, no one can see what you’re doing in the corner, and you wrap your arms around his shoulders and bury your face, praying that there’s no cameras pointed in your direction. 

Somehow you both manage not to get caught, and its been 20 minutes now of his thick member slamming into you over and over again non stop. You’re wrapped around him so tight, struggling not to let go as you feel your 6th orgasm trying to fight past your mental barrier, and you push on his thighs weakly trying to lift off of him.

“I can’t I cant I cant,” you chant, your head falling back as you take in shallow breaths, a single tear falling down your face.

“You fucking better,” He snarls, and he digs his fingers into your cheeks gripping hard, spreading your ass apart further. His thrusts start slowing down, and he lifts you up, laying you down on the table with his body hovering over yours.

It’s a riskier position, and your legs bob over the shopping bag blockade he’s created as he keeps going. You scratch at his arms, whining his name to try and warn him. 

He ignores you, circling his hips into you sloppily as he starts to reach his climax, and right as he starts to release, he pushes up your cropped shirt and sinks his teeth into your breast, moaning into you as ropes of cum shoot inside you.

He collapses on top of you, both of you breathing heavy and sweating even more than you were before. 

He lazily smushes sloppy kisses into the side of your face as he comes down, nibbling on your cheek and the sensation of his beard tickles you.

“Daddy,” you whisper hoarsely, throat dry and aching from the fabric.

“Hm?” he hums, his body too tired to look up at you.

“I’m hungry again.”