motorcycle boy

diagnosed with old man lover disease.

[robinavitchgf]

welcome to my blog !

sam, twenty-eight, she/they !

michael robinavitch enthusiast. harry styles listener. matcha drinker. theatre enjoyer. vinyl record obsession.

✶ . ࣪ ׅ masterlist + guidelines + taglist

✶ . ࣪ ׅ latest work: being shared by stepdad!robby and uncle!jack

[robinavitchgf]

editing dennis as spiderman and i cant choose which background looks nicer😭😭

pls help!!!

dark red (left)

light red (right)

Voting ended on8h

[robinavitchgf]

not pinterest calling me out😭😭😭

[robinavitchgf]

saw a sorta nsfw picture and thought it would go SO well on a longer drabble/one-shot based off that trailer park robby blurb i made but tumblr decided it was TOO suggestive and now theres a content warning on the draft so i fear its not getting used 😪

[robinavitchgf]

i have so many requests in my inbox and i PROMISE i’ll get to them, just sometimes i don’t feel like writing certain things at certain times or days, but trust they WILL get done!!!!!

[robinavitchgf]

i genuinely dont think ppl realise that when ur antisemitic towards an actor in a show whos jewish, ur actually being antisemitic towards the jewish fans of the show too bc newsflash!!!!!! the big talented mega famous actor is not the one seeing ur stupid ignorant hate comment online, its the fans of the show that will read them

[robinavitchgf]

and if i said icky!disgusting!perv!robby who lives in a trailer park and spends his time lounging on his couch, drinking beer and occasionally, smoking weed.

and you’re the cute girl next door who’s just moved in, the one who, despite being told to stay away from mean old grumpy robby, you knock on his door anyway. he grumbles when he opens it but stops when he sees you. you’re sweet, bubbly and so soft. he takes a liking to you—especially when you affectionately call him mister robby. after that, you spend most of your nights in his trailer, chewing gum while you’re sat next to him on his couch, babbling on about some stupid boy who likes you but you’re 100% not interested.

one night you come over to his place and he happily invites you in, before he stops you and grumbles this isn’t about some other stupid boy is it? and you huff out a laugh, place your hand on his chest, before saying not this time, just need your help with something mikey, the sweet lilt in your voice going straight to his dick.

you brush past him to sit on his couch and tap it for him to come join you, which he happily obliges. he tilts his head at you when he sits down, watching your face drop slightly—which makes him worried. how could his sweet girl be upset about anything? how could he have let his sweet girl get upset?

“ok.. i lied.”

“about what?”

“this is about a boy.. but uhm.. it’s also not..”

“okay?”

“i don’t know how to kiss.. i was wonderin’ if you could teach me?”

robby can’t believe his fucking luck. all those times he’s spent laying on his couch after you’ve gone back home, his hand fisting his cock as he mutters out your name. many, many times he’s pictured you bouncing on his cock, your hands on his stomach as you giggle on top of him. and now here you are, sat on his couch, asking him to teach you how to kiss—and he’d be a stupid ma to say no.

“oh, sweet girl.. of course i can..”

you squealed in delight, swinging your legs off the couch before settling down on his thigh, your hands grasping at his shoulders. his hands come up to cup your face, pulling you gently towards him, before he gently whispers close your eyes, honey and just follow my lead—which you nod in response, your eyes slowly fluttering closed. his lips were soon pressed against yours, his tongue parting your lips to slide in your mouth. you squeak out a gasp, opening your eyes wide before being lulled back into a daze as his hands move to settle on your hips, dragging you fully onto his lap. your eyes roll to the back of your head as your eyelids flutter closed, lazily kissing robby as he controls every movement. you absentmindedly grind your hips and feel the bulge in his pants twitch between your legs, so you pull off him for a second, saliva hanging between yours and his lips.

“a-are you hard, mister robby? from kissing me?”

“yeah, sweetheart.. i am, feels that good..” he breathes out, watching as you swallow thickly, eyes focused on the twitching in his pants as you grind over him. whining slightly, you look back into his eyes and speak quietly, nervousness overwhelming you for a second.

“can i.. can i touch it, mister robby?”

“of course, could never deny my sweet girl when she wants something, hmm?”

“am i your sweet girl?”

“mmhm, ‘course you are..”

it’s then and there that robby decides to confess everything to you.

“been thinkin’ about you a lot, angel.. been thinkin’ about how good of a kisser you’d be, how soft your little hands would be as you stroked my cock, how your mouth would feel with your lips wrapped ‘round my cock.. and especially how that tight little pussy would feel all stuffed up with my cock..”

“you.. y-you have?”

“mmhm..”

“am i.. uhm.. am i a good kisser?”

“the best.”

taglist !

@robinavitchslut @popecodysgirl @quicksilver21 @rufles2 @archxve @alphabetically-deranged @ilocuras24 @cod-guys-slvt @bikinibottomspeach @robinaabb0t @rickgrimes-cupid

[djkerr]

Noah Wyle speaking at the MPTF NextGen Summer Party

The Aster | Los Angeles, CA | May 31, 2026

📷 Phillip Faraone/Getty Images for MPTF

[rh1nestcned]

⤷ ゛tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

last song you listened to ⠀+ ⠀favorite lyrics / tagged by @amourflores

Looking out, across the morning The city's heart begins to beat Reaching out, I touch her shoulder I'm dreaming of the street

no pressure tags @doll2kiss @perpetualjune @pittsick @amourflores @alasdecas @dontlistentodaisy @cup1dssorrow & anyone who wants to do it!

[doll2kiss]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

the last song you listened to + ㅤㅤfav lyrics ㅤ.ᐟ tagged by @rh1nestcned

There's a blinding light in me

Delicious crimes in me.

Creeping vines

Strangling.

taglist 𝜗ৎ @pittsick @hopelessbrain @fushi6oro @filthgf @legalmente-loca-blog (no pressure to respond)

[legalmente-loca-blog]

The last song you listened to + ㅤㅤfav lyrics ㅤ.ᐟ tagged by @doll2kiss

I got a feelin' in my bones (tattoo on my face, swimmin' in my safe)

Can't get you out of my veins (yeah, yeah)

You can't escape my affection

Wrap up in my daisy chains (what? What?)

Tagging: @ausantana @filthgf @chevroletdean @sacr1ficialang3l @heldbycas @jays-bonnie-on-the-side @deanwinchesterkiss

[deanwinchesterkiss]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

The last song you listened to + ㅤㅤfav lyrics ㅤ.ᐟ tagged by @legalmente-loca-blog

He used to call me DN

That stood for deadly nightshade

'Cause I was filled with poison

But blessed with beauty and rage

tagging: @xcigarettekisses @baransdollie @saltedburns @deansslutt77

[baransdollie]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

Thanks for the tag bby @deanwinchesterkiss

“I don’t forgive you so please don’t hold me to it.”

No pressure tags ! @graciedollie @mytearsricochetm @popecodysgirl @mast3rbait3r and anyone else !

[popecodysgirl]

ㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

The last song you listened to + fav lyrics / thanks for the tag @baransdollie ily 🫶

I'm watching from the wall As in the streets we fight This world all gone to war All I need is you tonight

No pressure tags: @minisangels @inthemourninglight @shoniebalognie @rhettsunshine @di1fluvr

[shoniebalognie]

ㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

The last song you listened to +fave lyrics / thank u my love for the tag @popecodysgirl !!

Wish I could do nothing with you Sit in the yard while the day dies, leave it all on the table And I’ll say I love you and mean it this time Say I’m sorry for everything else

Np tags: @spookypeachpitt13 @thatfanficstuff @robinavitchslut @robbyxabbot @punkgeekcryptid

[robinavitchslut]

ㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

the last song u listened to + fave lyrics ( ty for the tag @shoniebalognie)

so take me down to the river, and bathe me clean. put me on the back of your white horse to ride, all the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me.

np tags: @vampyshlut @dollyonduty @robinavitchgf @imfinnabeinthepitt-2025 @minisangels

[robinavitchgf]

ㅤㅤ✉️ ゛ tag game .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

the last song u listened to + fave lyrics (ty @robinavitchslut for the tag ily<33)

i’ll love you ‘til my last breath // you’re gone but, something in the heavens tells me that we’ll be together again // i’ll see you around the bend // you’re gone but, something in the heavens tells me that we’ll be together again.

np tags: @imfinnabeinthepitt-2025 @ceriseangels @dilfrobinavitch @kisscoabbot

[robinavitchslut]

oh hey so like doggy style with robby after he’s had a really long shift and he gets tired halfway through and starts to make you do the work “c’mon, help me out a little here. you wanna cum, don’t you????” like right okay

!!!!!!!!!

after work sex with a very tired robby (f!reader)

as soon as robby left the ED all he could think about was crawling into bed, curling up next to his best girl and falling straight to sleep. that was his plan anyways until he stepped into the bedroom and saw you laying naked on top of the sheets with one leg tucked up to your chest and the other straight out, holding his pillow to your chest as you softly snored away.

he strips himself off his clothes, not even bothering to throw them in the wash basket (which you’ll have him for in the morning), before he climbs onto the bed right behind you, pulling your body right into his.

“mm, m-mikey?” you mumble still half asleep. robby nuzzles his face into the back of your neck pressing soft kisses against your skin, the scratch of his beard making you giggle sleepily.

“yea, baby. it’s me” he smiles against your neck and you turn around in his arms reaching both of your hands up to cup his cheeks before pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“missed you” you kiss him again.

“i missed you too, angel”

his large hands roam your naked body, not grabbing or squeezing, just gently rubbing, soothing you.

you kiss him again, this time it’s deeper. he settles with one hand splayed out across your back, the other on your hip as the kiss gets hotter, needier.

subconsciously you start grinding your hips against his thigh, your bare pussy sliding against his skin as you moan softly into his mouth.

“mm, need something, baby?” robby smirks against your lips and you nod.

“tell me what you want”

“want your cock, mikey. pleaseeee” you mewl, rolling your hips harder against him.

then he’s kneeling on the bed, grabbing you by the hips and bringing your ass up to meet his. you’re already soaked and he’d been hard since he first saw you splayed out on the bed. so after only a few quick passes through your folds he’s pushing the blunt head of his cock into you, groaning as he feels the tight warmth of your cunt surround him.

his thrusts start earnestly, snapping his hips against yours with the force he knows you love. but after a minute or so he feels that familiar dull ache in his lower back and his knees feel like they might give out at any second. his pace falters and he lets out a pained grunt which he hopes you mistake for a moan, but you don’t.

“everything okay?” you turn your face against the sheets to peer at him over your shoulder.

“gotta help me out a little here if you wanna cum, sweetheart. can’t make an old man do all of the work” he smirks when he sees your eyes darken at his words, he knows exactly how to get you going.

without another word you’re throwing your ass back onto him, bouncing on his cock. he reaches a hand around underneath you, his fingers toying with your clit as you fuck yourself on him. he’s bending over you to kiss up your back, whispering “such a good girl, bein’ so helpful for your tired old man. y’like this don’t you? love fucking yourself on my big cock. can’t even go a day without it to let me sleep, such a needy little baby, huh?”

and that’s it, you’re throwing your ass back harder, faster, greedier as you feel that band in your stomach starting to unravel. his pace on your clit increases, he’s rubbing fast circles, whispering obscenities in your ear, knowing it won’t be long until you’re a crying, shaking mess on his cock.

and only after that will he finally get to sleep.

idk if this is anything, ngl i am notttt feeling it today but wanted to get something out there so i hope u enjoyed anyways <333

want to be added to my robby taglist .ᐣ reply to this post ᝰ.ᐟ (taglist is tagged from another acc)

robby masterlists

[robinavitchgf]

without another word you’re throwing your ass back onto him, bouncing on his cock. he reaches a hand around underneath you, his fingers toying with your clit as you fuck yourself on him. he’s bending over you to kiss up your back, whispering “such a good girl, bein’ so helpful for your tired old man. y’like this don’t you? love fucking yourself on my big cock. can’t even go a day without it to let me sleep, such a needy little baby, huh?”

WOWIE WOWIEEEEEEE i loveeeee when robby refers to himself as old man like YES I LOVE THAT OLD MAN SOOOOO BAD GIMME HIM GIMME HIM RNNNN

[robinavitchgf]

not my little handmade crocheted bingo keyring falling off my bag and im only JUST noticing now after ive been home for two hours and my mum bought it for me in london for £20 at a market stall :(((((

[robinavitchgf]

something something stepdad!robby being invited to a fancy medical gala and he gets to bring you and your mom along. you’re staying a separate room to your mom and stepdad but your mom comes into your room to do her hair and makeup.

once you’re done, she asks you to go check on robby, see why he’s taking so long. you knock on his door, hear a bit of a struggle then the door opens and robby’s stood there, hair askew and shirt half buttoned up.

“are you.. okay?”

“these damn suspenders, i wish i hadn’t fuckin’ brought them..”

he steps aside to let you in, forcing you to turn your head away from him to stifle a laugh. he mutters i heard that as he shuts the door, following you inside the room. you stop in front of the mirror, turning to him as you button up his shirt, then pulling down his suspenders, making sure they’re fully clicked in and tightened.

robby hasn’t stopped staring at you since you started buttoning up his shirt, mouth suddenly going dry as he watched your small hands make quick work of his clothes. he can feel himself start to sweat when you finish and look up at him, grin plastered over your face.

“see? wasn’t so hard?”

“uhh.. yeah, yeah, thanks honey.. much appreciated..”

you tilted your head at him, narrowing your eyes slightly, before turning around and walking back to the door. you watch as his eyes flick up and down your body and you squirm a little, before hurrying out the room and back down the corridor to your room, letting your mom know he’s ready and he just was struggling with the suspenders. you conveniently left out the part of him eyeing you up, deciding it’s best she not know that her husband was checking you, his stepdaughter, out.

you decide to test the waters at the gala however—sat next to him as someone onstage is talking, you slide your hand over his thigh, squeezing slightly and watching his face stay focused on the speaker. he can’t give it away, can’t let your mom know what you’re doing. or that he likes it.

lastly, just before you head up to your rooms, while your mom is making conversation with a friend, you stand with robby at the door. you’re sliiiightly tipsy, holding onto his arm for stability as you look up at him.

“wan’ you to put me to bed tonight, please? ‘m a bit drunk..”

“of course, sweetheart.. dad’ll put you right to sleep..”

he walks you to your room, kissing your mom’s cheek as she goes in their shared room to get ready for bed. you dial up the tipsiness, staggering slightly but stopping as soon as you hear the door shut. robby whisks you off down the corridor, swiping your keycard on the door and helping you into bed. you whine as he undresses you, hesitant as he leaves a trail of kisses down from your cheek to your hips.

“feelin’ okay, honey?”

“mmhm..”

“where else do you need kisses, baby? down here?” he murmurs softly, hand sliding your underwear to the side as you nod, hand flying up to grasp onto his hair.

“please?”

“okay, baby.. dad’ll give you lots of kisses down there.”

taglist !

@robinavitchslut @popecodysgirl @quicksilver21 @rufles2 @archxve @alphabetically-deranged @ilocuras24 @cod-guys-slvt @bikinibottomspeach @robinaabb0t

[robinavitchgf]

meeting jeff goldblum? completed it mate 🤝

[robinavitchgf]

i meet jeff goldblum in just over 12 hours yall im BRICKING IT

[robinavitchslut]

You’ve done reader and uncle!robby getting caught by reader’s dad

You’ve done reader and uncle!robby getting caught by reader’s mom

I think it’s time for reader’s boyfriend to walk on reader and Robby; maybe if they’re in position that reader always refused to do with her boyfriend. (you can make it more disgusting if it’s step dad!robby)

hear me out hear me out!!!! boyfriend’s dad!robby getting caught with reader by his son!?!?!?!

walk with me…

getting caught with boyfriend's dad!robby (f!reader)

wc: 3.9k (whoops) warnings/tags: smut. mdni. cheating!! age gap (unspecified but there), oral (m! and f!), unprotected piv, creampie, angst i guess but not really??, getting caught having sex, comfort at the end. f!reader. daddy kink.

you and your boyfriend had been together for a couple of months, you met at work and he’d been begging you to go on a date with him since your first day. you turned him down probably 100 times before saying yes, remembering everyone’s advice about never dating your co-workers. but he was nice and seemed somewhat normal so eventually you agreed.

the date was okay, nothing to write home about but it wasn’t terrible so you agreed to another, and then another until he asked you to be his girlfriend. you weren’t in love with him per say, but you thought maybe you could be, could end up falling in love with him some point down the line…

that was until you met his very handsome father.

it was your boyfriend’s birthday so you ended up travelling to his home town of pittsburgh to meet his parents to spend the weekend with them. given the fact that you weren’t really that invested in your relationship yet you weren’t exactly nervous about meeting his parents, until you stepped into the arrivals terminal at the airport and saw the very handsome older man who you assumed to be his father.

taking in his tall, broad frame and his greying hair and aged features your breathing got caught in your throat and you silently hoped that he wasn’t in fact your boyfriends dad. but as your boyfriend waved at the couple and they waved back that hope was shattered.

“oh! my sweet boy! i missed you sooo much!!” the older woman who you presumed to be your boyfriend’s mom cooed as she wrapped him up in her arms, peppering the top of his head with kisses.

you stood awkwardly behind, gripping the handle of your suitcase until your knuckles turned white as you took a closer look at his hot dad. noting the way the skin by his eyes crinkled as he smiled at his son, and then the way his cheeks flushed an unmistakable shade of pink when his eyes finally landed on you.

you looked away, staring awkwardly at the floor when his eyes met yours. you had felt it then, a jolt of heat that rolled through your body when his eyes lingered just a little bit too long on your own. fuck.

“mom. dad. this is my girlfriend…” he introduces you by name and you could’ve sworn you saw a little bit of light die behind his mother’s eyes when he used the word girlfriend. but she smiled sweetly at you anyway, whether it was genuine or not, you didn’t really care.

“it’s nice to meet you” she smiles, notably not extending her hand out for you to shake or really acknowledging you in anyway but by word.

“you too!” you extend your own fake smile before your eyes land back on his dad, who was offering you a real genuine smile. it was shy, small and his cheeks grew a darker shade of red when you returned the same smile. heat pooled low in your belly at that and subconsciously you pressed your thighs together.

“hey, i’m michael but everyone calls me robby” he extends his hand for you to shake, you take it and you swear you felt a spark as your hands met and the way he immediately looked away from you told you he felt it too.

“hi, robby” he’s so much taller than you that you have to look up at him, your eyes all big and round as you peer at him through your lashes. a small smile creeps up on your face and you feel your own cheeks getting hotter by the second.

you don’t say much during the ride back from the airport, you can barely get a word in anyway as your boyfriends mom asks him all sorts of questions about how he’s been since she last saw him. so you just sit there in the back of the car, fiddling with your hands awkwardly in the back making eye contact with robby in the rear view mirror every so often. he looks away immediately every time but two seconds later he’s looking again, like he can’t stop even if he wanted to.

that first night at his parent’s home is pretty uneventful it was late when you got in after dinner so you headed straight to bed. you couldn’t sleep, your mind full of thoughts of robby as your boyfriend held you close to his chest you felt sick as you wished it was his dad instead.

it took ages for you to fall asleep and when you woke up around 10am the next morning your boyfriend wasn’t in bed beside you anymore. you threw on some pajama shorts and a loose tank top and went downstairs to look for him but you only found robby sat at the kitchen table reading something on his phone.

“morning..” you announce your presence in the room and robby jumps at the sound of your voice, his head snapping to where you stand in the doorway. his eyes scan your body, taking in the way your tits move in your loose top as your chest heaves from the effort of your breathing. then he’s taking in your legs, how they’re pressed together slightly as you shift on the balls of your feet and how your tiny pajama shorts cup the plump mound of your pussy so obviously.

“hi..” he breathes out, not realising he’d been holding said breath since he laid his eyes on you.

“where is everyone?” you ask, finally stepping into the kitchen and pulling out the chair closest to robby. he watches intently as you sit, appreciating the way your thighs fill out as they press against the wood of the chair, making the v shape of your pussy in your shorts more noticeable.

his eyes don’t leave your crotch the whole time, unashamedly staring as he asks, “who..?” you giggle at that, at the way he’s so stuck on you and your body that he forgot all about his wife and son.

“your wife? your son? my boyfriend?”

that snaps him back to life, his eyes finally leaving your legs and meeting your eyes. pink flushes your cheeks again just as it did back in the airport. “oh they went out for breakfast, some silly birthday tradition they’ve had since he was a kid”

you nod, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth as you look robby up and down. he looked so good in his plaid pajama pants and white t-shirt that was a little too tight on him, hugging his soft tummy and big arms in all the right ways.

robby offers you a drink then which you accept, your eyes trained on him as he moves around the kitchen. you spend a little while chatting over glasses of orange juice, giggling at all his jokes and listening intently as he tells you about himself, his job at the ed and just anything that comes to mind. all the while he’s devouring you with his eyes, it’s somehow so casual and intense at the same time. your thighs burn from how hard you’re pressing them together under his gaze.

he asks you questions about yourself too, smiling and nodding along when you answer them. it honestly felt like a first date, and you were feeling a lot more than on any date with your actual boyfriend.

who speaking of which came home soon after with his mom, interrupting yours and robby’s little kitchen moment. your boyfriend comes over and kisses the top of your head, you want to pull away but force yourself not to and you wish him happy birthday. his mother looks you up and down in something that resembles disgust, obviously not impressed with your revealing outfit, unlike her husband. her husband who was now looking anywhere but at you.

the rest of the day is spent at home celebrating your boyfriend’s birthday, opening presents and enjoying drinks with a couple more close family members. you mostly stay out of the way, sitting on the patio with robby as everyone fusses over the birthday boy by the backyard pool.

you’d changed into a white string bikini earlier much to your boyfriend’s mom’s dismay and robby’s delight, only covered by an almost sheer cover up tied around your waist and just like this morning robby’s eyes were all over you.

you’d spent the better part of the last hour teasing him, pushing your chest out purposefully when he looked, leaning over him further than necessary to talk over the music playing on the speakers, placing your hand on his bicep to stabilise yourself when you did so. and it was working, there’d been a somewhat noticeable bulge in robby’s shorts for some time now, which he hoped you hadn’t noticed but obviously you had.

you wanted him so bad, so much so that it was getting harder and harder not to just jump on him and take him for all he had right there on the patio. and when he laughed at something you said and placed his hand on the top of your thigh, it only got harder. you looked around to check if anyone was watching but they were all too busy with your boyfriend, who you imagine had forgotten you were even there. so you placed your hand over his and brought it up higher, his long fingers slipping on the inside, grazing your pussy over your bikini bottoms.

robby sucks in a harsh breath, his eyes snapping to yours, his pupils were already blown wide. “not here..” he whispers, removing his hand from your leg.

“where then?” you ask, biting your lip and giving him your best doe-eyed look.

he looks around and thinks for a second before grabbing his drink and tipping it over you. he shoves the drink into your hand before you can even let out a gasp. everyone turns to look at you then. robby takes the drink from your hand and places it down on the table next to him before standing up and helping you up too.

“come on, let’s get you cleaned up” he’s pushing you forwards now with one hand on your back as he guides you back into the house and up the stairs, pulling you into his bedroom and clicking the door shut behind him.

as soon as you’re in the room he’s spinning you around and pushing you up against the wall. his lips are on yours in seconds, taking your mouth in a hot, wet kiss. it’s messy and possessive, he’s forcing his tongue in your mouth and you can’t help but moan into his as he literally takes your breath away. his hands are all over you, grabbing and squeezing every single inch of your skin.

he pulls away after a minute to let you catch your breath, his eyes are so dark, almost fully black now as he looks down at you with an intensity unlike anything you’ve experienced before.

“fuck, this is bad” robby pants, reaching his hand around your back and pulling the string of your bikini top open. his lips are on your collarbone then, kissing across it and down the soft swell of your breasts until your nipple is in his mouth.

you gasp, your hands fly to the back of his head, gripping his hair tight as he swirls his tongue around your hardened nipple, suckling it softly in his mouth.

“i know..so bad” you whine, your hips involuntarily bucking forward into his, grinding your clothed cunt against the prominent erection in his shorts.

“we shouldn’t be doing this” he says as he pulls off your nipple before giving the other the same attention.

“i know” you moan, reaching one of your hands down between your bodies to grab his cock over his pants, giving it a gentle squeeze that has robby groaning around your breast.

“so tell me to stop” he’s sinking to his knees now, his hands already untying the strings on your hips, your bottoms falling to the floor by your feet.

you shake your head, “don’t you fucking dare.”

you part your legs for him and his tongue finds your clit in seconds, his big dark eyes trained on yours as he eats your cunt like a starved man. he’s pushing his face into you, his nose brushing against your clit as his tongue teases your dripping hole, swallowing every taste of you that hits his tongue.

your hands are in his hair again, holding him tight against you as you grind your hips against his face. robby lets out a deep, guttural groan and his eyes roll back from the pleasure of you using his mouth to get yourself off.

that familiar heat builds up in your stomach fast, your thighs clench against robby’s face signalling to him that you’re close so he takes two fingers and pushes them against your entrance before shoving them in. he doesn’t even need to lube them up, you’re soaked, your own arousal dripping down your legs as you come undone on his face.

“fuck– oh my god, ‘m gonna– shit, robby just like that– please” he curls his fingers against that spot inside of you and suddenly you’re seeing stars behind your closed eyes and your body shakes as your orgasm crashes over you. robby holds you up against the wall with one hand, the other still pumping inside of you working you through your high.

your breathing is ragged as you come down, your knees buckle beneath you as you look down to see robby cleaning you up with his mouth, his beard shiny with your arousal.

“feelin’ better, sweetheart?” robby coos as he straightens back up, cradling the side of your face with his large hand, wiping away a stray tear that had fallen during your orgasm.

you nod, your eyes glassy and a hazy smile lines your lips as you mumble, “mhmm– yes. thank you.”

you lean up on your tippy toes and kiss his cheek, tasting yourself in his beard, he smiles at that. but the smile fades as his lips part when your hand strokes his cock over his pants again and then you’re the one sinking to your knees. you pop open the button of his shorts, your fingers shake slightly as you pull down the zipper and then again when you’re hooking them under the waistband of both his shorts and boxer briefs, pulling them down to free his achingly hard cock.

he’s big, not huge but much bigger than his son you note as you wrap a soft hand around his girth, bringing his flushed tip to your lips and giving it a small lick. robby hisses, stumbling forward he holds himself up with one hand on the wall as the other comes down to grab a fistful of your hair.

“you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, we can go back downstairs–” robby starts, getting cut off by another lick to the underside of his head. you furrow your brows as you look up at him, tapping his cock against your tongue.

“i just don’t want you to feel like you have to just because i ate you out, you know? i know women don’t like to do this”

you raise an eyebrow at him, “is that what your wife tells you?”

robby nods, swallowing thickly as you press a kiss against his tip.

“you poor thing. your wife not taking care of you? don’t worry, i’m here now.” you smirk before finally wrapping your lips around him, sinking onto him halfway, swirling your tongue around the length of him, tracing every ridge with your tongue.

robby shudders, his knuckles turning white against the wall from the effort of keeping himself up as you suck on his cock like you were made for it. his hand in your hair tightens, trying so hard not to force you the rest of the way down.

“shit– feels so fucking good. almost forgot how- fuck- good this felt” he groans, his head lulling forwards, his eyes fixed on yours as you look up at him through your lashes with your mouth stuffed full of his cock. the sight of that alone would be enough to make robby cum, but he holds on.

“want to be inside you so fucking bad. bet that pretty little pussy of yours is so tight. shit– need that so fucking bad” he’s pulling you off of him now, you release his cock from your mouth with a wet pop and a pout.

“but i wanna-” you go to take him again but he yanks your head back.

“don’t have time, need to feel inside of you before someone comes looking for us. please, sweetheart” he’s begging with his eyes which you just can’t say no to.

“only if you promise i get to finish what i started later”

“of course, you can do that again whenever you want” robby huffs out a laugh as he takes your hand and pulls you over to his bed. you climb on and lay down in the middle. he’s on you in seconds, settling between your open legs not wasting any more time.

he pulls your legs up over his hips and lines himself up at your entrance, swiping his cock through your glistening folds a few times before sinking in with a deep groan. he falls forwards, his hands land either side of your head as the warmth of your tight cunt consumes him.

“oh fuck–that’s it. shit. so fucking tight” he presses his forehead against yours as he looks down to where your bodies meet, watching as he thrusts slowly, savouring the feeling.

you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling your lower half up to meet his thrusts, needing more than the gentle roll of his hips that he’s giving you.

and as if robby senses your neediness he speeds up, his hips meeting yours with a lewd slap, his balls hitting your ass on every hard thrust. he’s groaning wildly now, almost as if he’s forgotten where he is and what’s he’s doing. like he’s not fucking his son’s girlfriend in the bed that he and his wife share while they’re all outside celebrating his son’s birthday.

you’re moaning too, loud. you try and hold it back but with each thrust robby’s cock punches your cervix and pushes another loud moan out of your throat. it’s obscene, the mix of your pleasured moans and the sound of skin slapping fills the room.

“fuck, yes. fuck, you feel incredible– so fucking pretty, baby.” robby strokes the side of your face, looking deep into your eyes. you turn your face to the side and take his thumb into your mouth, wrapping your lips around it and sucking.

his hips stutter at that, “such a dirty girl, sucking on your boyfriend’s dad’s thumb while he ruins your pretty little pussy. you like that? like daddy splitting your tight little cunt open on his big cock?”

you moan around his thumb, “yes. fuck yes. love daddy’s cock stretching my little pussy. feels so fucking good, daddy. thank you”

and that’s when you hear it. the sound of the bedroom door swinging open. robby hears it to but he doesn’t stop his efforts, he’s too lost in the moment to even think about stopping.

you turn your head releasing robby’s thumb from your mouth. it’s your boyfriend, robby’s son stood in the doorway with his eyes wide and jaw practically on the floor.

you turn away immediately, burying your face in robby’s neck, robby who hasn’t even bothered to look up yet.

“i’m sorry, fuck– i’m sorry” you cry out between moans. now this is obscene, getting fucked by your boyfriend’s dad while he watches in pure horror.

“dad, what the fuck!?” he finally says, still not moving from his spot in the door.

“shit– i’m sorry son, i– oh fuck, i’m…s-sorry” robby’s pace falters. he wants to stop, knows he should, he keeps telling himself to stop but his body just won’t listen and to his deepest shame he slams into you with a couple more sloppy thrusts as his orgasm crashes through him.

your hand flies up to cover your mouth as you feel robby spill inside of you, filling you up with his thick release as his son watches on. you want to cry, shame and embarrassment washing over you in between the waves of pleasure from robby’s movements between your legs.

“you’re fucking sick, dad!” and with that he turns and leaves, no doubt running to mommy to tell her what he just saw.

robby collapses on top of you then, breathing laboured as he comes down from his high. he doesn’t say anything for a minute and neither do you. what even is there to say after that? so you just lay there with robby onto top of you, feeling like the worst person in the world.

“god, i’m so fucked” robby sighs after a minute, rolling off of you he drags his hands down his face.

“yeah..i don’t think there’s any coming back from this” you turn to face him, placing what’s supposed to be a comforting hand on his chest but it just feels stupid after everything. there’s no making this better, no fixing this.

“you think? god, he’s never going to talk to me again”

“no..probably not” you frown, nuzzling your face into his neck. he wraps an arm around you, neither of you care that the door is still open, it’s not like this situation could actually get any worse. the damage has already been done.

it’s safe to say that your relationship was pretty much over after that. you didn’t care to stay around for the fallout, you just packed your bag and got yourself a ride to a nearby hotel where you stayed until your flight home the next day.

a couple of days passed and you hadn’t heard a word from your boyfriend, not that you were surprised by that. you’re sat on your couch watching tv late at night when you hear a knock at your front door. you check the time on your phone, 3 am. you go to answer it thinking maybe your boyfriend had come home and wanted to talk about what happened but to your surprise robby is standing there on your porch, his bike helmet in one hand, a bag in his other.

you don’t say anything yet, just open the door wider to let him in. he steps in and drops his belongings on your floor. you offer your open arms for him and he falls into them almost knocking you over with his weight in the process.

“so…i take it you need a place to stay?” you huff a laugh after a long minute, it comes out sad though. you really did feel bad about blowing up robby’s whole life like that.

he takes in a deep breath before sighing, “yeah, if you’ll have me?”

you smile at that, “of course, i’d love nothing more”

he pulls away after another minute, you close the door behind him and take his hand leading him back to the couch where you resume your earlier position, though this time you have robby curled up by your side. you place your hand in his hair, stroking softly as you watch tv together like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

like this is how it was always supposed to be.

and you did it at my birthday dinner!!

this is a looooooong one! hope it’s okay! didn’t really plan how they were going to get caught or what was going to happen so i kind of just winged it, hope it was okay!! <333

also don’t ask how he knows where she lives…this is fanfiction ok it doesn’t have to make sense

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his hips stutter at that, “such a dirty girl, sucking on your boyfriend’s dad’s thumb while he ruins your pretty little pussy. you like that? like daddy splitting your tight little cunt open on his big cock?”

WOWIE WOWIEEEEEEE ur mind is incredible

the ending was soooooooo cute :(( despite him just being kicked out of his house HRJFJDJJ but like no sorry i deserve that old man more 🤷‍♀️

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thinking abt naive!innocent!reader accompanying stepdad!robby on his sabbatical and oops the motel only has one bed! so robby makes sure to face away from you in the bed—but by morning, he’s turned the other way, his hand loosely draped over your hip.

you wake up slowly, noticing his arm and nudging him awake—but he doesn’t fully wake up, just pulls you to him and then you feel him rubbing against your ass with a groan. you mumble out dad what’re you doing? and he grumbles incoherently. you push him away from you and then he wakes up properly, realising what’s happened. he’s apologising profusely, muttering how sorry he is and it’s been a while since he’s gotten laid and he didn’t mean it.

his dick twitches when you look at him all confused, mumbling out gotten laid? and he sighs, smiling and rubbing your arm gently with his hand as he explains himself further—had sex, he says.

his dick twitches once more when you nod, then ask him can i help you with that dad? and he knows he should say no, should tell you it’s wrong—but then your hand reaches to grab his dick over his boxers and you bat your eyelashes at him. you speak softly, is this right dad? am i helping you? and he can’t help but nod, tell you, yes you’re doing good sweetie, you’re helping dad out real good. you grin then, leaning up to kiss his cheek as he rolls you on top of him, hand sliding between your legs to slide your underwear to the side. he shushes your gasps and whispers s’okay honey, it’ll hurt a bit but it’ll feel real good, just gotta trust dad okay? and you eagerly nod, nuzzling your head into his neck awaiting the blunt head of his cock slowly pushing into you.

[robinavitchslut]

I know this isn’t an actually thing but stepdad!robby saying he has “blue balls” and that she needs to help him, having her suck at first his tip “just like a lollipop” and after a few sessions she’s got the hang of it as it becomes a routine as he steps late at night into her room for “help”.

ooooohhh, i see the vision!!

stepdad!robby has ‘blue balls’ again (f!reader) wc: 1.4k warning: this is icky!! super naive reader!! warnings/tags: fauxcest, stepdad!robby, naive!reader, stepdaughter!reader, daddy kink, oral (m!), manipulation, surprise cum shot in mouth, forced cum swallowing.

you’re sat on the couch with robby watching tv, your moms been gone for a couple of days, you don’t really know where. robby has his arm lazily draped over your shoulder, your head is resting on his chest as you watch whatever show you have on intently.

robby groans then, grabbing at his crotch and giving it a little squeeze as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. you look up at him, a frown present on your face at his obvious discomfort, you hate to see your old man in pain.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, eyes all wide and already glassy from thinking that he might actually be experiencing pain.

“ugh, it’s just. nah, forget it. it’s nothing” robby’s jaw is clenched tight, his hand still shifting his cock over his pants.

“no, tell me. what’s wrong? you’re not in pain are you?” your voice is already desperate and you’re sat up now, your hands on his chest as you inspect his scrunched up face.

“a little. but it’s nothing that you should worry about, sweetheart” he smiles half-heartedly, trying to mask the smirk that threatens to form as he knows he’s got you right where he wants you. knows you’re too sweet and caring for your own good.

“but i am worried! please tell me, i want to make it better” your bottom lip is thrown out now, chin wobbling, small tears threatening to fall.

robby takes in a deep breath then exhales, his hand finally leaving his cock and settling on your thigh. “well, sometimes when a man hasn’t relieved himself for a while it can hurt, you know. down there” he nods his head towards his crotch and your eyes follow, landing on the obvious strained outline of his thick cock.

“oh no!” your hand reaches across and lands on his cock, just holding it lightly in your hand over his pants. robby’s eyes close briefly and he bites back a groan that threatens to spill from his lips. “can i make it better? please let me help you, daddy. don’t want you to be in pain” you’re still frowning, looking up at him with big glassy eyes that has his heart hammering in his chest and his cock twitching in your hand.

“i couldn’t ask you to do that, baby. it’s grown up stuff”he strokes the side of your face, giving your cheek a little squeeze as he half smiles half frowns at you.

your eyebrows fall in the middle, your own frown getting bigger. “i am a grown up! i can handle it, please i wanna help you” it’s true, you are a grown up. but the way robby’s been babying you since the day he met you had made you all kinds of naive and very very clueless.

“i mean…if you’re sure, sweetheart”

you’re nodding eagerly, “i am sure! i can handle it, daddy. i promise!”

he lets that smirk pull at his lips now, he’s got you. “okay, okay. do you know what to do?”

you shake your head slowly and he gets up off the couch, standing in front of you between your legs, your face eye-level with his crotch. he undoes the top button of his pants and then the zipper, pulling them down a long with his boxer briefs, letting his thick cock hang heavy between his legs. your eyes widen at the sight of it, “oh…big.”

robby smiles at that, “yeah, it’s big. sure you can handle it, baby?”

you’re nodding again, “mhm!” you reach your hand up and wrap it around his girth, your fingertips barely touching around it. robby hisses at the contact, “thought you said you didn’t know what to do with it.”

“jus’ wanted to touch it” you smile, scooting up to the edge of the couch cushion to get closer to him.

“good girl,” robby’s hand comes up to the side of your face, cupping your jaw. “okay so, you’re gonna use your mouth okay?”

you tear your eyes away from his length, looking up at him with a deer in headlights expression on your face. “my mouth? how?”

“don’t worry, it’s easy. just like you’re sucking on a lollipop”

it clicks for you then and you lean forward and give a tentative lick to the underside of his tip. once and then twice before wrapping your lips around him, fully engulfing his head in your warm mouth. your eyes never leave his. robby can’t believe the sight in front of him, his pretty little girl with her mouth on his cock.

“that’s it, baby. that’s good, such a good girl.” he groans, his head threatening to tip back but he keeps it still, wanting to watch as you sink your mouth over him more. you take more of him in, swirling your tongue over him, tracing every ridge and vein because you think that’ll feel good for him, it does.

“fuck, you’re so good at that. sure you haven’t done this before?” he huffs out a satisfied laugh and you softly shake your head. “just a natural then? should’ve known. my sweet girl is good at everything, isn’t that right?” he coo’s, his hand stroking the side of your face. your cheeks are all big and puffed up, so stuffed full of his cock.

you’re nodding, your eyes glued to his as you bob your head in time with your hand stroking what you can’t fit in your mouth. you get a little too eager and his tip hits the back of your throat making you gag and pull off immediately, robby laughs as you gasp for air.

“aw, careful, baby. don’t wanna hurt yourself, you’re okay, you’re okay” he’s bending over to kiss the top of your head, his cock brushing against your lips as he does so. you give his tip another small lick before taking him back in your mouth, being careful this time not to hurt yourself.

before long you’ve got the hang of it, licking and sucking as you move your head, hollowing out your cheeks when you need to. robby’s falling apart under your touch, babbling sweet words as he nears closer to his orgasm.

“fuck, feels s’good. such a good girl, my pretty little thing. so sweet for your daddy” robby groans, his hand on the side of your face slides around to grab a fistful of your hair, needing something to hold onto as to not lose himself. his knees buckle under his weight, it’s getting harder and harder for him to hold on. he knows he should pull out, cumming in your mouth might be too much for the first time. but he just can’t bring himself to leave the warm sanctuary of your soft cheeks.

and so he doesn’t. with a couple of forceful thrusts that make you gag he’s spilling himself right down your throat. your mouth fills up immediately and you don’t know what to do, it tastes weird and you want to spit it out but robby instructs you otherwise.

“swallow, baby. that’s it, need to swallow it for me. good girl, that’s it, you got it”

you swallow it down, almost gagging on the salty bitter taste but you always do what daddy says. he pulls his softening cock out of your mouth with a wet pop and collapses on the couch beside you. spreading his arms across the back of it he pulls you into his chest, soft tummy heaving as he recovers from his orgasm.

“feelin’–hmff–feelin better, daddy?” you ask between soft pants, your body trembling slightly from when he’d thrust into your throat before.

“yes, thank you, baby.” he peers over at you and sees your flushed face and wet lashes, his eyes tracing over the wet streaks on your cheeks from where you’d been crying on his cock when he’d been too rough.

“i’m sorry, sweetheart. did i hurt you?” he leans over and wipes your cheeks, you lean into his touch and shake your head.

“no. no. you didn’t hurt me, i’m okay, daddy. told you i could handle it” you proclaim with a dazed smile on your face. robby kisses it, tasting his release still on your soft lips.

“yeah, you did so good. thank you” he’s flopped back down on the couch now, his eyes going back to whatever’s now playing on the tv. you settle into his chest and smile, pleased you’d made him feel better.

after that robby makes a little habit of sneaking into your room at night. all he has to do is sit on the edge of the bed and give you a light shake to wake you and you already know what he wants. and you’re more than willing to give it to him.

he hasn’t had to jerk off in months, not when he has his eager little girl around that just wants to make him feel all better.

woah woah woah that was icky 😵‍💫😵‍💫 hope u enjoyed <33

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“i couldn’t ask you to do that, baby. it’s grown up stuff”he strokes the side of your face, giving your cheek a little squeeze as he half smiles half frowns at you.

OH OKKKKK😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

this is DELICIOUS im gonna scream so loud at how incredible this is frrrr