Dilf!steve Rogers - Tumblr Posts

repost because it flopped last time

warnings: age gap (reader- early 20’s, steve early 40’s), cum play, dry humping, infidelity, degradation, 18+

you’re at his house and it’s time for you to leave because his wife is coming home soon and you don’t want her to catch you, but all this time you’ve spent with steve while she was away has made you a little spoiled

you beg him to fuck you one last tike before you go, but he refuses, claiming you’ve had enough sex for the weekend. after a bit more whining, he agrees to give you something, but it wouldn’t be sex

he opens your fly and pulls your pants down to your knees, them he pulls your panties down just enough to get his cock in

he has one hand on your hip and the other one is on your shoulder. he rubs his cock through your folds, basically jerking himself off onto your pussy.

its so dirty and degrading to be used as a toy like this, but the way his deep blue eyes swirl with lust and his lips part as he takes ragged breaths makes it worth it

he cums on your pussy, then he pulls your panties back up and rubs your clit through them, making a mess of you in the process. you cum just from him rubbing against you and you can’t help but feel a little embarrassed by how easy it is to make you cum

he gives you a kiss on the forehead and helps you put your pants back on, then he sends you home with a messy pussy

your best friend’s dad has a dirty mouth

warnings: undefined age gap (reader- early 20s, steve late 30s), infidelity, f receiving oral, mentioned m receiving oral, vaginal sex

dilf!steve is your best friend’s dad and you’re spending the night. your friend goes to take a shower and he sneaks you into his bedroom.

“we can’t keep doing this, mr. rogers.”

“but you love doing this, sweetheart.”

“but it’s wrong.”

except it doesn’t feel so wrong when you have your face buried in his pillow as his is buried in your pussy.

“no one eats this sweet pussy out like i do, huh?”

“no one! only you!”

it doesn’t feel wrong when he holds you down and takes what he wants, either.

“that’s it, honey, take my cock. god, you were made just for me, weren’t you?”

and maybe it felt a little wrong when your teeth would scrape against his wedding ring when he’d put them in your mouth, but you didn’t care.

you knew everything about your relationship was wrong, but you tried to justify it. his marriage was failing and you were simply comforting your best friend’s father, even if that comfort meant bruising your knees on the bathroom tile.

you were a good girl. that’s what he liked about you. you were obedient, sweet, and just innocent enough that he could feel like he’s corrupting you.

“i’m a married man, sweetheart. what are you doin’ here in my bed?”

“you invited me here.”

“i did, but you didn’t have to agree. you wanted to be the ‘other woman’, didn’t you? does it turn you on knowin’ you’re a little homewrecker?”

and yeah, it does, but you’ll never admit it