Howdy hi hello I’m Casey! You can also call me Ceebs :) She/Her, 28yo, Aries, 🏳️🌈
Last time I was a fan this big was when I ran my viral One Direction instagram in like 2012...that was my first toe-dip into fanfic/imagine/one shot writing. I haven’t written in a hot minute so pls be kind, but also pls lemme know if you liked/didn’t like something!
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MOST CONTENT WILL BE 18+ FULL SMUT SO MINORS DNI • FOLLOWERS THAT HAVE UNTITLED OR BLANK BLOGS OR NO AGE LISTED WILL BE BLOCKED
never be good at your job. it's a trap. they'll just give you more and harder stuff to do and it'll pull you away from your true passion of writing gay fanfiction for people on the internet
honestly? just put urself into that show or movie or whatever and make that character u like fall in love with u. its called CANon, not CANTon. do whatever u want forever.
LOL it’s been 5 months since this. My life has fallen apart quite a bit more that it had at that point but with ST coming back (along with some more free time) I believe my resurgence will happen somewhat soonish
Love and miss y’all sm
(Also, ty for all the love on my Halloween Eddie fics again, those notifs reminded me how much I loved writing and how much I miss it 🫶🏻)
I’m thinking enemies to lovers (sorta?) Robin thoughts. Specifically with the one bed trope?
LISTEN!
The world is literally ending in Hawkins and you’re a part of the group. Houses have been destroyed and so you’re forced to crash in a motel or something. You name it.
The point is: You end up in a room with Robin Buckley. Robin who talks and talks like her life depends on it. Robin who can’t seem to stand you, for reasons you can’t seem to figure out.
And oh? There’s only one bed!
So, because you’re so goddamn tired, you end up curled up against one another. Just to have some warmth of course.
And, just because of your newfound proximity, it happens to be that her thigh ends up between your legs.
It’s only natural that you end up grinding against it, right?
“It’s nothing” you tell yourself (and Robin too) as you rock back and forth. As her hands grab your hips. “It’s nothing as long as I don’t cum”/“It’s nothing as long as you don’t touch me”.
But oh well, isn’t that hard if she starts whispering dirty things to you? If her hands start trailing over your stomach? Over a soaked pair of panties….?
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Lotus anon pls know that you have a fan club in the discord I'm in with @robinsno1lesbian and @lightvixxen 🫶🏻 we stan you and your thots frfr
ANYWAY this made me feel things bc one-bed trope and enemies-to-lovers are two of my fave tropes and when put together???? GAWD ALMIGHTY IS IT THE ABSOLUTE BEST
(this got a lil out of hand and is much longer than originally intended DAMN I MISSED WRITING SMUT)
nsfw under da cut you know the drill mdni (thigh riding & oral)
You're not sure what you did to make Robin Buckley hate you, but she does. Even when you try and be nice to her! When you try and chime in in her conversations with Eddie, Nancy and Steve, she gets quiet and glares at you.
And now you're here, stuck in a motel room with just her because Steve had the bright idea to separate the rooms girls/guys and Nancy didn't join y'all on this misadventure.
And it's somehow worse than you thought it could be — the two room options left at this motel in the middle of bumbfuck Indiana were two twins and a queen. And the boys were adamant on not sharing.
So now you get to be in the same bed, under the same covers, as a girl who hates you but looks hot while doing it.
It's quiet while the two of you take turns in the bathroom getting ready for bed. You didn't know that today's "adventure" was going to take this long, so you're stuck sleeping in a spare t-shirt that Steve happened to have in his trunk.
You're already under the covers by the time Robin finishes in the bathroom. Scrunched up all the way on your side of the bed, Robin says nothing as she climbs in beside you. You feel the bed dip and melt at the warmth radiating off of her body but consciously make effort not to move.
30 minutes pass and you can't fall the fuck asleep. The room is too cold and you don't have the right pajama's on for fall in Indiana. Shaking, you hop out of bed and tiptoe to the A/C unit praying that it actually works and isn't just there as decoration to pass inspection.
"What are you doing?" Robin asks when you move in to her peripheral vision.
"I'm freezing, I'm trying to see if I can turn on the heat in here."
"I tried while you were in the bathroom, it won't let us change it. It looks like only the manager can."
You curse under your breath and trudge back to your side of the bed.
"Swear to god," Robin mumbles. She turns over to face you as you climb back under the covers. "Move closer to me, it'll be warmer if we're closer.
You do so, tentatively, but then Robin grabs your hip and pulls you into her chest.
"Relax, I won't bite."
But you can't relax. Your whole body is tense because you've never been this close to Robin before. She moves her hand back to her side and starts to doze off.
Another 30 minutes pass. You still can't fall asleep. This time, though, it's because of Robin's heat and her breath on your neck. Your arms are covered in gooseflesh and your breathing is heavy.
You shift your body, trying to find a comfortable position without moving too far from Robin's heat. You figure turning to face her could work to get you out of your head and keep your distance. But in her sleep, Robin moves too. Molding herself to your body when you move.
Her arm ends up around your waist and pulls you closer to her. You try to pull away, but she's stronger than you.
And her thigh ends up between your legs. That you didn't see coming.
And now you'll never be able to sleep, because while you know you should pull away or wake her up or do something, you really don't want to because the placement and pressure of her leg is just right.
And now your body moves of its own accord, craving friction, wanting warmth, needing release to help you fall asleep.
You keep the movements slow, soft and easy as to not wake Robin up. "It's nothing," you whisper to yourself, hips shifting and grinding down on her thigh. You're breath comes in soft pants as you keep rocking back and forth chasing your high, not noticing the girl in front of you waking up. "Just some relief, It’s nothing as long as I don’t finish," you breathe softly.
"Oh but how would you fall asleep if you don't cum?" Robin's sleep heavy voice asks as her hand comes to your hip.
You freeze and squeeze your eyes shut, scolding yourself for being an idiot.
"Don't get all shy on me now, darling," Robin chuckles.
"I'm sorry, I-"
"No need to apologize, we're both girls, I get it."
You muster up the courage to tilt your head up to meet the Robin's gaze. Her eyes are glossy and dark, but you can't tell if it's dislike of you or lust that makes her pupils blow wide.
"It- It means nothing as long as you don’t touch me, okay?"
"Deal, just two girls helping each other out."
Robins grip moves from your hip to the thigh that rests on hers. She pulls you closer, her leg nestling further into the apex of your thighs and intensifying the pressure there. You gasp and let out a groan, head rolling back as your hips start moving again.
Her hand moves back to your hip, guiding your movements as you chase euphoria. You can feel her gaze, the weight of her eyes heavy on you as you grind against her.
"C'mon angel, use my thigh. Ride me as hard as you need to."
You moan and lift your head to meet her eyes. The look in them does you in — she looks hungry. Your hips rock faster as the coil in your stomach tightens to a knot. Robin's hand on your hip squeezes and pushes you down while she pulls her thigh up, the pressure being all you needed to finally come undone.
Quick gasps, curled toes and closed eyes tell Robin all she needs to know. That and the wet heat she feels spreading on her thigh.
Robin curses under her breath and you slowly open your eyes. Her face is tinged pink and her chest is rising and falling quickly and you're apologizing profusely.
"I'm so sorry, jesus h christ. Why did I do that? I'm an idiot. You already hated me and now you definitely don't like me and have a reason not to-"
The feeling of Robin's warm hand on your stomach where Steve's tshirt rolled up stops you short.
"Would someone who hated you let you ride their thigh like you would someone's face?"
"Uh, no?"
Her hand trails across the top of your panties.
"Would they ask if they could see how you taste?"
You nod your head no, never losing eye contact with Robin and her finger move slowly along the front of your panties towards your clothes cunt.
"Can I?" she asks again.
You nod and let out a breathy, "yes," and your thigh is lifting up while her fingers are pushing your panties to the side and pushing between your lips gathering your release. Glistening fingers are lifted to Robin's mouth and she licks the remnants of you clean off of them.
"Fuck," she moans.
Your eyes are trained on her mouth. And she notices.
"Just two girls helping each other out right?"
"Mhm," you nod.
"Do you want to help me out now?"
"Yes."
"Good girl, answer me two things: do you like girls?"
"Yes."
"I would hope so with that stunt you just pulled," she laughs. "And second, can I touch you now that it will mean something?"
"Fuck, yes. Please."
Robin smiles and wraps a hand around the back of your neck, pulling you in for a hot and heavy kiss as she rolls the two of you over so you're lying on your back with her hovering above you.
She keeps kissing you, tongue sliding over your lips begging for entrance only you can allow. And you do, the kiss deepening into all tongue and teeth while her hands move to the hem of Steve's shirt that you're still wearing.
Robin breaks the kiss to remove the shirt from your body. Gooseflesh peppering your exposed stomach and nipples hardening in the cool air of the motel room. She kisses down your neck to your chest, nipping at your collarbone as she maneuvers her way to your breasts.
She kisses down the valley of them before licking a stripe up the center of each tit, gasps leaving your mouth when she moves over your nipples.
"God, I want to worship your body, but you got me worked up so that'll have to wait," she says between kisses down your stomach.
Her hot mouth lands just above the waistband of your panties before she pauses to ask, "is this okay?"
"Yes," you breathe out, and Robin's hands move to each of your hips and pull your panties off your legs and tosses them wherever she tossed Steve's shirt.
The heat of her mouth ghosts over your cunt but doesn't stay where you want her to. Instead she kisses your left inner thigh and then the right where she bites you. You flinch and pull your thigh away from her, spreading your legs more so she settles more into the space between them.
"You said you didn't bite," you laugh, looking down at her between your thighs. It's an erotic sight that has your head reeling.
"That was before you used my thigh like you probably do your pillow at home," she smirks up at you before blowing cool air on your slick pussy.
You gasp and toss your head back, hands curling into the sheets below you.
Her mouth moves slow, tongue licking up your lips from hole to clit before circling the bud of nerves and sucking.
"Robin," you moan as her mouth works you over. She trades off sucking and flicking at your clit until you're writhing beneath her, hips grinding up and into her begging for more friction. "Don't stop — fuck — don't stop!"
And she doesn't, she places a hand on your lower stomach to hold your hips down and you look to her. Her brunette hair between your legs, mouth buried in your pussy, you clench around nothing and your thighs close in on her.
And then her eyes meet yours as she shifts her pattern of licking and sucking, watching your face change with pressure and speed until she finds the right rhythm that makes you bite your lips and scrunch your brows in building pleasure.
Her free hand moves underneath her and into the waist of her boxers. You notice her hips grinding into the pillow and can only assume that she's riding her fingers while getting you off with her mouth.
Knowing this has you closing your eyes and squeezing your legs more as a knot grows in the pit of your stomach.
Robin's hot mouth never lets up until you tense and your legs shake with your climax. Your eyes are closed, mouth open in a silent cry, hand buried in the brunette's hair as you grip onto her and pull her into you more, her mouth still sucking on your clit.
Once your high begins to fade she lets go of the bud of nerves and shifts down as she continues to ride her own hand. Mesmerized by the grinding of her hips you flinch when her tongue flits out and into your cunt, licking and tasting your release, eating until she's had her fill and her own toes curl beneath her.
She rests there, between your thighs, and takes her hand out of her pants. Your eyes catch the glistening digits and you grab her wrist to clean them for her.
"We'll talk about this in the morning," she says using your stomach as a pillow. "For now lets both get some sleep."
A light kiss to your navel is all you remember before you fall asleep.
Morning comes too quickly, and a conversation kind of happens. Robin says she wanted to look unapproachable because she's fallen for straight girls too often and couldn't read you, so the two of you decide to go out on a few dates and see where things go when you all get back to Hawkins.
You meet the boys at the car after Steve pays the motel tab and returns the keys, you and Robin standing closer than usual.
"So," Eddie smirks. "Did you two have a good night?"
You turn red as a tomato and Robin punches Eddie in the shoulder.
"Not our fault you two forgot that our rooms shared a wall," Steve adds in with a laugh as he turns out of the parking lot.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: god damn that’s a long list of warnings. anyway, thank you @aylasology for your rockstar!robin content and for bringing me back to tumblr. definitely check out ayla’s rockstar robin content here !! :)
⭒ hear me out: her signing your tits. anyway-
⭒ rockstar!robin eating you out from behind. that’s it. that’s the thought.
⭒ like???? her hands massaging your ass, her rings leaving marks on your skin while she’s absolutely devouring you: hair up in a messy bun, her tongue buried deep inside of you, spit and slick drooling down her chin.
⭒ good girls go to heaven, bad girls go backstage type of situation.
⭒ rockstar!robin has her nipples pierced idc 👁️👁️
⭒ the way she has to be at least a little bit muscular from spending hour on stage, jumping while holding her guitar and shit…
⭒ she will lift you up and pin you against a wall.
⭒ and fuck you against it while she’s holding your legs.
⭒ eating her out in the back of her tour bus? yes.
⭒ her hand guiding you by the back of your head, occasionally pulling your hair, while the other is holding a joint.
⭒ “yes. a little lower…yeah- fuck, right there!”
⭒ and she is vocal. letting you hear all those low groans and praise for you while you’re making her feel good.
⭒ her fucking you in front of a full length mirror in the backstage area???? putting her fingers in your mouth and watching you gag on them??? while she’s pounding you from behind???
⭒ no but what if i said ruined orgasm? her leaving you on the edge as she goes up on stage?
⭒ i mean?? imagine her rasping “stay here, i’ll be right back” against your lips?!
⭒ and when she does come back, sweat stained and breathless and ready for you, she lays you down and makes sure to make up by putting her mouth on you.
⭒ even with her head between your thighs she still talks dirty.
⭒ “fuck you taste so good. you’re so wet for me too, god. waited all this time for me to come back and fuck you so good”
⭒ kissing her tattoos? kissing her tattoos!
⭒ the phone sex when she’s on tour and you’re waiting for her to come back? fucking phenomenal.
⭒ she calls you whenever you’re not with her so she can hear your voice and so she can hear you cum through the phone
⭒ her voice is more than enough to get you off.
⭒ “that’s it, that’s a good girl. touch yourself for me, hm?”
⭒ but she prefers to take you on tour with her, prefers it when you’re around so she can ruin you in various hotel rooms. or her tour bus. or the dressing rooms.
⭒ oh and the eye contact while she’s performing??
⭒ she knows how much you love to watch her perform: her long, delicate fingers around the guitar neck, the way she moves, the way her muscles flex.
⭒ and you record all of her performances on your camcorder.
⭒ that same camcorder that has a video of her fucking you on it.
⭒ “so good for me. god you’re so fucking pretty like this”
⭒ imagine her taking her rings off to fuck you, sliding them off of her fingers one by one.
⭒ she’s definitely into leaving marks all over your body. whether it’s hickeys on your neck or love bites all over your thighs while whispering “mine” against your skin.
⭒ plus her nails will always leave crescent shaped marks in your hips & thighs after she’s done eating you out.
⭒ sucking rockstar!robin off backstage.
⭒ “such a good girl, getting that strap ready for your pretty pussy”
⭒ she definitely enjoys to make you beg for it. on your knees, with mascara staining your cheeks and her hand on your cheek.
⭒ “you want it bad, don’t you pretty girl? come on, say it. say it for me. tell me what you want”
⭒ she definitely enjoys watching you.
⭒ and it’s your favorite way of getting her attention too.
⭒ she’s sitting on a bed in a motel room, trying to write down new songs?? you will start humping one of her pillows until she gives you the attention you desperately crave. she’s pacing back and forth, trying to figure out a guitar riff?? you will sit down on the edge of a table and spread your legs for her. she’s rolling a joint?? you will sit on her lap and ride her thigh.
⭒ you’re always wearing her clothes or tour merch and she fucking loves it.
⭒ she prefers taking it off though.
⭒ and fucking you in nothing but her band shirt, pulling you back by the hair as she snaps her hips forward over and over again.
⭒ her mumbling “take it” in your ear as she pulls your back flush against her front by the hair???
⭒ she takes you to the recording studio sometimes. to “motivate her”, she claims.
⭒ when, in reality, it’s just so she can drag you into the nearest bathroom and finger fuck you while covering your mouth with her hand.
⭒ “we don’t want them to hear how much of a desperate slut you are, do we?”
⭒ she stuffs your lace panties into her pocket when she’s done, leaving you flustered and with no other option but to go commando for the rest of the day.
⭒ easier access for her though….
⭒ she takes you to most of her shows so you can watch her perform, plays her newest songs for you on her guitar and dedicates them all to you <3<3
⭒ when the scratch marks on her back are showing through her tank top on stage >>>
⭒ that woman cannot keep her mouth shut and you love it.
⭒ literally talks you through it over and over again until you’re an overstimulated mess for her.
⭒ “oh, right there? yeah? want me to keep going? use your words for me baby”
⭒ she carries polaroid pictures of you with her wherever she goes.
⭒ plus she constantly takes more pictures for her collection: your body in pretty lingerie she got you or in nothing but one of her oversized shirts, the marks on your thighs, you bent over her lap…
⭒ you love how rough she gets with you after a long night out.
⭒ (after you spent half the night teasing her, grinding your ass against her while you’re dancing, only for you to feel the hard bulge of her strap through her pants.)
⭒ both of you slightly tipsy as she pushes you against the wall the second you’re behind closed doors, lifting one of your legs around her hip as you grind against her desperately.
⭒ “such a dirty slut. can’t stop yourself from grinding your ass against me all night. did you want this? hm? bet you wanted me to fuck you right there on the dance floor for everyone to see!”
⭒ and while she would never actually do it, she loves to be vocal about her fantasies in moments like these.
⭒ “bet you would love to get fucked in front of all of them hm? next time i might bend you over on stage, let them see your face when you cum all over my strap. they all suspect that you’re my girlfriend already. they should know you’re my pretty slut too”
⭒ and then she spins you around, bends you over and fucks you against the wall with her hands holding you by the hair.
⭒ and slapping your ass whenever you’re squirming for her.
⭒ “hold still, pretty girl. let me make you feel good”
Ok ok but along the lines of that camcorder recording…what if she used your moans in the backtrack or intro of a new song🤭and whenever she plays that song she loooooves to see how red you get when the intro plays
No because pride and prejudice isn't "I changed myself for you so you would love me back." It's "your blatant rejection and disdain for me made me realize things about myself no one had ever been bold enough to tell me so I sat down and evaluated all my behavior patterns and why they came about and came to the realization myself that I had to work on myself. Also I don't expect you to love me now that I'm a work in progress, so I'm just going to do nice things for you because I don't like seeing you hurt." No wonder P&P fans refuse to settle.
ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK
babes you are fueling my robin thots rn istg i've been thinking about this for SO LONGGGGG (hence why this fic is unbearably long (4.4k so not too horrible but still longer than intended))
framing this as best friend!robin x innocent!reader (both POVs)
nsfw under the cut (strap play: riding & fucking w it, sucking a strap, oral giving and receiving, fingering, scissoring, basically all smut, multiple orgasms) this is FILTHY (also kissing)
You
You and Robin have been best friends for a few years now. The two of you do everything together and talk to each other about everything...almost everything. But you decide to make it everything tonight.
"Hey Robin?" you start tentitively.
"Yeah babes?" Rob says casually from beside you in her bed.
"So you know how I said I'm a virgin?"
Robin stops what she's doing on her phone and looks over at you. "Yeah." She says with a question.
"Well, uh, how does it work? Sex?"
"Your mom never gave you the talk?" she laughs.
"No, no she did but she did it how mom's do—always avoiding the logistics of it," you laugh shyly.
"You've never looked up porn?"
You shake your head no.
"So you're asking me, the resident lesbian, how sex works?"
"Well, I mean you said you tried it with a guy before you realized you were gay and you're my best friend so I felt comfortable asking you about it before I tried to figure it out on my own or got stuck in a situation and didn't know what to do-" you ramble.
Robin looks warily at you and then it's like a light goes off in her head.
"Ok, here's the deal. I'll show you how it works as long as you let me use you as an example. It'll be...very educational but also fun, for me at least. I'm a very hands on teacher so I'll be doing things to you that would happen in hetero sex okay? Say no now if you don't want that or to see that."
"See?" you ask.
Robin chuckles, "so the way I want to teach you is for you to watch me fuck myself with my strap."
Your eyes go wide and you swallow deeply.
"Damn, you're really that innocent are you? You've never touched yourself to make you feel good?"
"No, I-I don't know how."
It's a slight lie. You catch a soft fuck as it leaves Robin's lips. Lips that you really want to touch with how she bites her bottom one. You've always been curious about Robin, about being with a woman, but you know it's "not right" as your parents would say. When you have tried to touch yourself though, it's always been to the thought of Robin. But you always stop before anything happens because what would your parents think?
"You there?" Robin asks.
"Yeah, sorry, um, yeah that's ok. I-I'll watch-" you say softly.
"So here's the thing, a strap needs to be on someone, to sit properly enough to ride it."
Robin
Her eyes grow even wider at that.
"So if you wouldn't mind, putting it on? So I can show you?"
"Oh, ok, yeah I can do that."
"Perfect, now it can get a bit messy so you might want to take your pants off. Only fair really since I'll be without pants too," I laugh trying to persuade her.
I get off the bed and go to my closet, I open my toy box and pull out my purple strap. Fuck this is going to be so hot. Having her below me while I ride my strap is gonna be like one of my wet dreams come to life. I turn around to see her taking her pants off and standing there timidly, waiting for me.
There won't be any coming back from this for me.
I smile softly at her and kneel in front of her, "use my shoulders for support and step into the harness."
She does as I ask—so compliant. I lift the harness up her soft legs and strap it around her waist, hiding her pretty pink panties from my view.
"Now go ahead and get comfy on the bed again, you can lay down or sit up against the pillows, up to you," I say standing. I take off my pants and underwear while she situated herself on my bed, back slightly raised as she leans against the pillows so her head is a bit elevated so she can see better.
I'm wet just thinking about this.
"I'm gonna start by showing you how to do a blow job ok? This will help me, honestly, so the dildo is wet enough for me to ride it easily without lube."
She nods her head and watches as I move onto the bed and lay down between her spread legs. God I wish there wasn't a strap and panties between me and her sweet pussy right now.
I look at her and smile before licking a stripe up my strap from base to tip. I catch her tongue dart out to wet her perfect lips before taking the dildo into my mouth and slowly taking all of it. I feel her thighs tense under my hands, and smile to myself, pulling off the dildo to talk her through the motions.
"Now," I say, moving my hands to stroke the fake cock. "Since you've never done this before you probably won't be able to take the whole dick into your mouth at once, which is fine, the guy is just going to be happy that you're sucking off even a part of it."
Her eyes are glued on my hands moving up and down the strap, shiny and wet with my spit. "If it doesn't all fit in your mouth you can just stroke what doesn't with your hands. You want to squeeze it a little but not enough to hurt. Just slight pressure from base to wherever it fits or base to tip if you're taking a breather."
I collect enough spit in my mouth to let it drop onto the tip of the dildo and watch her reaction. Her breathing elevates and her pupils dilate. I think I notice her hands gripping the comforter, too.
"Guys love that. It's so hot to them."
I take the cock back in my mouth and bob my head, making sure to hit the back of my throat so I gag a little. Coming off of it I say, "they really enjoy that too. They love when girls choke on their cocks.
You
I don't think I'm breathing. Robin is sucking my cock her strap and it's the hottest thing I think I've ever seen. My pussy is clenching around nothing and I know just how wet I am right now.
She takes the dildo back into her mouth for a few more head bobs and I see one of her hands snake under her body to her cunt. She's touching herself while sucking my dick.
She pulls that hand back up as she lets go of the dildo with a pop and then she strokes it with wet fingers from her cunt.
"Did you-did you get wet from that?"
Robin blushes and looks at me, "yeah, my ex-girlfriend and I would take turns on who would wear the strap and I really got off on giving it a blowjob while she wore it."
Her ex. Great.
"Alright, now's where we're going to get real personal and you'll be seeing my pussy. If you're not okay with this say so now," she says, sitting up on her knees. Her t-shirt is still long enough to hide her nakedness from me but god I want to see her.
"No-no it's fine, I'm good."
Robin smiles and shifts off to one side of me. "Can you put your legs together for me? This way it's easier for me to straddle you."
I do as she asks and squeeze my thighs together to try and get some release, hoping she doesn't notice.
Then she does it. She lifts her shirt slightly and swings a leg over my waist and I can finally see her perfect, wet cunt. She pauses and drops the shirt so she can grab the strap and then pauses.
"Okay so I'm going to take off my shirt so you can actually see the mechanics of what's going on. Is that ok?"
I nod my head yes.
"Words darling, I need words from you," Robin chuckles.
"Yes," I respond clearly, despite my dry throat.
She takes her tee off in a swift motion and is left in just her sports bra. I try not to stare. but I can't help that my eyes go straight to her hard nipples that show through the thin fabric.
Robin
She's staring at my tits and there's no way she's straight. Maybe I have a chance?
No no no don't get distracted, you're teaching her. And getting off for the first time in a while, while doing it.
"Eyes on me babes."
Her eyes meet mine and I smile at her. "Still good?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Now have you touched yourself before." She nods. "Do you know what hole your vagina is?" She nods again. "Good, usually you want the guy's dick or your cunt to be nice and wet, either with your own slick or lube. The other thing that helps with the first time is a bit of fingering so you can stretch and it wont hurt as much going in."
I do exactly that, hand reaching between my thighs, fingers pumping in and out of my pussy a few times. Her eyes don't leave my hand. Once I've fingered myself almost to completion—her watching just does something to me—I shift my hips forward and use the hand that was just in me to line the tip of the strap up with my entrance.
I watch her face as I sink onto the toy. She won't stop staring at my cunt and it's distracting and so intoxicating. I groan as the dildo bottoms out in me, hitting that one spot just right. Her eyes snap up to mine at the noise and I smile at her.
"Once you're on his cock, if you're riding him you can put your hands two places to help you. His shoulders-" I place my hands on her shoulders and moan softly as the toy shifts inside me. "Or leaning back and putting your hands on his thighs behind you," I do this and her eyes follow me.
"Pick a position that feels the best for you," I gasp as I start to rock my hips. "Then you can either bounce on his dick, or roll your hips to hit the right spot."
I stop talking and focus on hitting my high. Hands grasping tightly to plush thighs as I lift my hips up and then down and then roll and repeat. God I'm so close and she's so pretty as she watches me.
"But-but what if I'm not riding him? What if I'm the one laying down?"
I don't stop my movements, doing my best to answer while still fucking myself to the sight of her curious gaze.
"Jesus christ, uh then he'll be in control of the speed and movements," I reply with ragged breath. "You can tell him what feels best though. And you can play with your clit if you need help to finish." As I say this, I reach my hand down to play with my clit. My fingers run around it in circles as I speed up my ministrations. The coil in my belly is tightening, I know I'm close. I open my closed eyes to meet hers and feel her hands as they softly rest on my thighs.
I come undone.
You
Robin's face tenses and then her mouth drops open in a silent cry. Her thighs tense and she caves in on herself above me and it's the most erotic sight I've ever seen.
She pants and her thighs continue to tense as she keeps riding out her orgasm.
"So-sorry," she laughs shyly. "I haven't masturbated in a while so that was a big one."
"It's-" I clear my throat. "It's okay," I say, thighs clenching while I do so.
"Anyway," Robin says as she gets up on shaky legs. "That's how hetero sex works."
I nod my head, but my eyes wont leave the strap around my waist, glistening with her release. She taps my hips and helps take the toy off of me and then puts it over on her chair and runs to the bathroom.
I can't stop looking at the toy.
"Do you have any questions?" Robin asks from her bathroom.
"Uh, no! Not really!"
She comes back into the room in her sports bra and a new pair of underwear and then pauses when she catches my face.
"You definitely have questions," she laughs.
I feel a blush warming my cheek. I do, but they might ruin the friendship.
"No, no it's okay."
"Babes, you just watched me cum. There's nothing we can't talk about now."
I weigh my questions, trying to figure out which to ask first.
"Can you-" I pause and steel my nerves. "Can you show me how to kiss?"
Robin's eyes go wide, "uh, okay, yeah."
She climbs back on the bed and settles in front of me. Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear she cups my cheek and brings my face closer to hers. Robin's eyes search my face and I lose patience.
I close the gap.
I press my lips to hers and pull back. She's stunned for a moment before I lean in again. This time she meets me halfway. Lips pressing against mine harshly. Her tongue swipes at my lips and I open my mouth to her. Our tongues meet and I moan into her open mouth. I shift myself up on my knees so I can be nearer to her and she lets me. Without our lips separating, she's guiding my waist so I straddle her.
She breaks away, "you definitely don't need kissing lessons."
I don't care what she says, trailing hot kisses down her neck.
"Love," Robin whispers. "Please."
The beg makes me come back up and meet her eyes. I move for a kiss but she pulls back.
"I need to know what's happening before we continue."
I whine, needing her lips. "Robbbb."
"No," she says sternly, lifting me from her lap and sitting me in front of her. "I won't take advantage of you in this state. I need you to tell me what's happening and what you want."
Robin
"You," she breathes, her chest rising as rapidly as my heartbeat. "I want you, please?"
"Wait, wait, wait." Am I hearing this right?
"Robin please, I never thought it was right until tonight—until seeing you come undone above me," she pauses and grabs my hand to play with. She runs her fingers along my own before saying, "when I've touched myself, it's always been to you."
My mouth goes dry and I go speechless.
She keeps playing with my fingers while I sit in front of her in a small state of shock. But then, she drags our intertwined hands between her legs. She moves our hands into her panties to pulls my hand to her center.
"Feel how wet I am for you."
That breaks me and I jump towards her. She giggles as we fall onto the bed, lips locking again, my hand still in her panties. I stroke lazily at her wet folds and she moans into our kiss. My thumb finds her clit and she leaves the kiss with a gasp, I feel her cunt retract against my finger and can't wait to feel her clenching my fingers when I finally find my way into her. I take the opportunity to kiss down her neck and bite at the juncture of her shoulder.
"Take your shirt off," I demand.
My thumb continues to rub her clit as she rids herself of the fabric and shows me all of her—almost all of her.
"No bra?"
"They're uncomfortable," she gasps as I take a hard nipple into my mouth at the same time that I start to probe her hole with my fingers. "Robinnnn."
I push one finger into her and feel just how wet she is. So slick for me, so beautiful under me. I finger her while laving at her tits, taking turns sucking and biting at each nipple until she's writhing under me.
I take my mouth and hand from her. Lifting my hand to my face and taking the finger that was just in her into my mouth.
Her eye's go wide.
"So fucking sweet, god I want to taste you?"
"Taste me?"
I chuckle, "you're so innocent it's insane. You know how I sucked on the strap?" She nods. "That's oral for guys. Oral for us is being eaten out. Can I eat you out?"
She hesitates.
"What do you want, love?"
"Can you fuck me first? With your strap? I want to know how it feels."
God this woman will be the death of me.
"Yeah," I say, getting off of her to retrieve the toy. "Let me go clean it first." I move towards the bathroom.
"No," she says quickly. A blush creeps onto her cheeks again.
You
"I want you to fuck me with it, with your cum on it," I say the second part in a hushed tone.
"Say it again?"
"Fuck me with your cum still on it," I blurt out. "Please?"
Robin's eyes go dark. "What a dirty dirty girl. Who would've thought. Innocent little you, wanting to get fucked with my cum covered cock?"
My pussy clenches at her chiding and I cower as she steps into the harness and secures her strap onto her hips.
She comes back to the bed and grabs my chin so I meet her darkening eyes. "Don't hide away, baby. You asked for this so be excited, I'm gonna fuck you just like you asked."
I go to lay down on my back but Robin stops me.
"Nope, I'm going to show you the top position for guys." Robin says. "It's also my favorite to fuck in. Get on all fours, ass towards me."
Doing as she says, as soon as my ass is in front of her she smacks it and I jolt forward with a gasp, but then she leans down and kisses where she smacked. "What a perfect little ass. I'd love to take it someday, if you'll let me. But we can work up to that later."
She taps her strap against my wet cunt. It's cold now, the fan going chilled Robin's cum as it sat on her chair out of use.
My body moves for me, against me, and pushes my ass into Robin's waist. One hand on my hip, the other grabs her cock and pushes the tip through my pussy, teasing my hole and meeting my clit before sliding back and into me.
"Robin," I moan her name as she enters me. I feel so full of her and can't help but push back into her, unknowingly taking more of the strap until it hits a spot in me that has my knees weak and pussy clenching. I lean down onto my elbows at the sensation and Robin moves to lean over me.
"Move, please," I beg. And she does. Robin pulls the strap almost all the way out and then pushes back into me, starting at a slow pace at first but quickly speeding up to a relentless one.
I'm gasping between moans as the tip of her cock hits just right inside of me. Pleading for her not to stop, and she doesn't.
Instead she presses down into my back and wraps a hand around my waist to find my clit. My pussy clenches as she runs circles around the bud, eliciting more noises from my lips as she fucks me.
"So-close-" I groan.
"You're safe, you can cum, go ahead baby. Cum for me."
Something in me snaps and my vision goes white as my legs shudder and try to close. Robin keeps dragging her strap in and out of me as I climax until I beg her to stop.
Robin
The noises she makes when she finishes are heaven to me. She's gasping and moaning and I can't stop fucking her until shes begging me to stop.
I pull out and see her release start dripping out of her.
"I need to taste you," I breathe. "Lay on your back for me."
She does as I say, body spent and willing, as I take my strap off and drop it onto my nightstand. I'll clean it later.
Laying on my stomach on the bed, I grab her thighs and push them apart opening her to me.
"God your pussy is so pretty," I say before diving right in and licking up her slit from hole to clit.
She arches off the bed with a cry, her hands finding their way into my hair as I worship her cunt with my mouth. My tongue and mouth are focused on getting every last drop of her release, tongue darting in and out of her as she squirms.
My arms instinctively wrap around her thighs to hold her down as I take my fill. I move from her cunt to her clit and lave at it. Circling it with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth, earning the loudest scream yet from her lips. A scream of my name.
"ROBIN!"
"You gotta be quieter babe, don't need the entire neighborhood knowing you're being ravished by the town lesbian right now," I smile, taking a brief break to look at her fucked out face and kiss her inner thigh.
And then I'm back in her cunt, paying all the attention to her little bundle of nerves while one arm leaves its wrap around her leg so I can finger her as I suck.
It doesn't take long for her to cum after adding my fingers. And she does, wholly and loudly. Her body arches off the bed and her thighs try to close around me as I move my mouth from her clit down to taste more of her release. Her legs are shaking and her hands are pushing me away from her cunt.
I look at her and suck off the fingers that were just inside of her before licking my lips and smiling.
You
Her chin is shiny with my release and I can't think straight.
But that's okay because I definitely am not.
"You taste so fucking good," Robin says, crawling up to me. She kisses me deeply and I taste myself on her tongue.
"Show-show me how girls fuck," I breathe against her lips. "It's more than that right?"
"Babe, you need to rest, you just had two orgasms," she laughs, peppering kisses down my neck.
"Wanna make you feel good though, will it make you feel good?"
"Love, you've made me feel so good tonight, promise."
"Please," I beg. "Show me?" My hand moves down her body to her mound and inches further and further. Robin opens her thighs to me and reconnects our lips as I trail fingers up her slit and find her clit. She moans into my mouth as I rub and rub, my own pussy getting wet with arousal again.
"A-ah ok-ok," Robin grasps my wrist and stops my movements. "I'll show. Sit up for me."
As I do so, Robin gets up on her knees and moves towards my waist. She kneels in front of me and tucks her left leg under my right, and my right above her left.
She holds me up by the small of my back before explaining, "lesbian sex is a lot—oral, toys, fucking with straps—but this is scissoring."
With that she lowers me down at an angle and I feel the heat of her wet cunt before actually feeling her pussy rub against my own.
"Fuck, Robin," I moan, arms wrapping around her shoulder as she guides my hips to rock along her own as they move. Her mouth latches onto one of my tits as we rub against each other. Warmth seeps from me to her and this feels like the most right thing ever.
How could this ever be a bad thing?
Robin is huffing along with the movement of our bodies, her head thrown back, eyes screwed shut. I cup the back of her head with my hands that rest at her neck and pull her mouth to mine, taking over the movement of my hips so she can grasp onto me and pull me ever-so closer to her. We move in sync, rocking and kissing and moaning until we reach the end and climax together feeling the warmth between our bodies spread more and more until we're tingly with feeling and looking at each other like a lightbulb just went off.
"My turn to taste," I say moving from Robin's lap and laying down on the bed.
Robin
She beckons me with her eyes and her hands as they guide me by my thighs so I hover above her.
"You sure you've never done this before," I laugh in a sex-drunk haze.
"Never, you're my first but I've imagined my lips on you hundreds of times by now."
I moan at her confession and shift closer to her mouth. She has no patience though, and pulls me down so her hot, wet tongue licks up my cunt.
"FUCK!" I moan above her. My hands shoot to the headboard to steady me as she takes her sweet time licking and sucking curiously, finding a rhythm. Her lips circle and suck at my clit and I encourage her, "right there, yes, god, yes-"
It's like I can feel her smile against my pussy, and she stays, sucking on and trailing around my clit with her tongue. I start to grind into her, and she shifts her focus to my hole, licking around it before plunging her tongue as deep as it will go. I jolt and she continues to fuck me with her tongue while I grind on her, her nose hitting my clit just right with each roll of my hips.
"So-so close, baby. So close," I gasp.
She moves back to kissing at my clit and within a few rolls of her tongue I'm done for. Thighs clenching around her ears, a silent moan leaving my mouth open as I shudder above her.
She taps my leg and I move off of her, collapsing backwards onto the bed beside her. I turn and press a kiss to her knee beside my head and she reciprocates with the same.
We lay in silence, catching our breath.
...what now? I think. But she speaks before I get a chance to ask.
