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has this blog died? :( we all miss it
It hasn’t died but most of the team have moved on and I’m mostly lacking the time (and ideas) recently. But suggestions are always welcome (inspiration is always useful!) and we’re still more than happy to receive submissions or little blurbs from other users to post on here!
Man of Iron
He enters the dark velvet bedroom, arc reactor glowing, pinpointing his body. He radiates intense heat & you smell the sky upon him. No words are spoken, the only sounds are the peculiar whirs & hisses from his armour as it removes itself from him. He steps out of it & into you, naked, his iron rod locating your dark shaft, penetrating & entering, his intrusion not unwelcome as he thrusts repeatedly, machine-like & with purpose. Now the room is filled with sound; incessant moans & sighs & growls as he takes you with him, soaring higher & higher, passing satellites & stars till you reach your pinnacle & then you descend with him, spiralling back to earth until he catches you in his muscular embrace. Your Iron Man has come home.
http://rdjsmut.tumblr.com/fic_index
Sorry for getting so behind on the fic index. I deserve a spanking. Any takers? Check it out, there's all sorts of filthy mess in there! (and please forgive the random dots and the way the page shifts after you've scrolled a bit, we're working to fix that)
If I may, I have a request. If you have a fic listed on the index and see that the author isn't correct or the characters are wrong, please drop us a note with the corrected info (be sure to include the story title) here or at [email protected]. Also, you'll see lots & lots of "fic description pending" filler where a lovely description should be. If you wrote something that has that designation, please send us a message with the fic title and a brief synopsis so we can get it updated!
Happy reading!
Bless me father for I have sinned, I was teaching my 11 yr old pupils length & measurement in maths & all I could think of was RDJ's erect cock, contemplating it's length & girth. The kids eyed me suspiciously, especially when I began touching myself & moaning. I desperately need chastising. Please forgive me Father.
Bless you my child. Recite the following and then perform an act of attrition and a morning or evening offering.
Recite:
glory be to our sexy beast, and his fine ass, and his stunning smile, and his smoldering eyes, and his rippling muscles, HAIR!porn, and that incredibly seductive voice.
Act of Attrition: Give back to the blog by submitting a short written piece of smut (min: 50 words, max: 200)
Morning or Evening Offering: Submit a picture of The Sexy Beast that you feel is fitting of his glory.
I really want Robert to have more sex in his upcoming films. Because I want a full on clothes tearing, heavy breathing, being pushed against a wall, or down on a bed with his pants unzipping frantically while he tries to escape them, and then flesh against flesh, bumping, grinding, moaning, gasping for air type of sex.
Just imagine this. You are painting a room with a him, and he decides to take his creativity to the next level and he starts painting this grand mural. You realize that he is painting a portrait of you. You look at him questioning his choice. He smiles and comes up to you and splatters paint on you playfully. You look at him and grab the nearest brush and fling paint on him in playful revenge.
He comes up to you and pushes you against the wet wall smudging the mural he has painted with the contours of you ass pressed firmly against hit. he spreads your legs apart and kisses you deeply while he inserts two fingers in you pumping and flicking your clit in rhythmic motion.
You moan and rip open his shirt painting on his chest and then you grab his hard cock rubbing it through his jeans leaving a messy hand print there. He growls pulling and tugging at your hair. You scream in pleasure and eyes you up and down taking out his already pulsing cock. He pulls your pants down and teases your lips with the tip of his cock. You feel yourself tingle down there and widen he uses your secretion as lubrication and then raising both your arms over your head he places his hands on the wall behind you both and fucks you fully. Grabbing your thigh for a bit of support every once in awhile. You both continue this until you cum and you both slide down against the wall leaving behind a painting only the both of you can understand.
Come on we all fantasize about doing this. Don't even try to deny it.
This image gives me the feeling like he wants to bend you over his knee and spank you for doing something naughty or just because. Then he positions you bending in front of him as he presses his hard member against the curvature of your ass rubbing his pants in wild friction against yours. Then he bends down nibbles and sucks on your earlobe whispering,"who's your master?!" while fondling your breast with his hands.
