𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝔀𝓷

robby and jack

new pet!

stepdad robby and uncle jack!

home for the summer!

your guilty uncle :(

your blameless daddy <3

maybe forever?

caught red handed!

poor jackie :(

awe poor robby!!

andrew cody

when robby is returning home from his shift, he is walking. he and jack had recently gotten an apartment together, one closer to the hospital. it’s walking distance, evidently, so that jack can take robby’s fucking death trap straight to the landfill.

during his walk he is horribly terribly guilty. he is guilty because he is leading you to his home. poor little baby bunny. someone has found you on the side of the road, shivering and clearly abandoned as cars splashed water on you whilst driving by. they had so carefully wrapped you in their coat, so soft and warm. then they had taken you to the hospital to get checked out.

it was six when robby saw you. only an hour before his shift officially ended, but god you just looked so pathetic. little bunny tail twitching sadly and your soft little ears so droopy. poor baby. he knew he had to rescue you.

so he took you home with him. and now here he is at eight pm walking to the pet store near his and jacks apartment complex. his hand is placed firmly on the scruff of your neck, who knows you might be a skittish bunny!

he leads you around the pet store and watches as your big eyes glimmer in wonder. he picks up a collar for you. a little pink thing with a heart tag, and gets it engraved to say bunny <3 and his and jacks home address on the back. he grabs a couple toys, a feathery thing on a stick and a little carrot chew toy.

then, he pays and you and he and his new adoptive pet walk out of the store.

jack couldn’t remember the last time that he’d come like that. and he was so so so very confused. he was a nasty old pervert. nearly thirty years your senior and you called him your fucking uncle.

so when you came in and saw him jerking off to your panties, he surely thought that you wouldn’t done something other than fucking kiss him. jesus he can’t believe it.

so after stripping himself of his cum coated boxers and pants and beginning the laundry, he did the only reasonable thing he thought he could do. he called your dad.

robby answers his phone on the third ring. he’s had a long fucking day. it’s only two and he’s seen four people die. five more hours left in the hell hole that he and his brother call home.

so when jack called him, he hoped and prayed that it’d be something stupid like asking about dinner. realistically, he figured, that it’s likely about the damn kitchen sink that is still leaking. he needs to take a look at that when he gets home. another fucking thing to do.

stalker! andrew who just falls in love with the little cafe barista, so much so that when you say that the only reason that you’re working there is to pay for your dream of getting into med school, he knows what he has to do.

he’s never been much more than muscle to his family, stupid fucking smurf and her control over her family had essentially caused them to view poor andrew as a toy. a mean violent angry toy, for them to play with once they pissed someone off and need them taken care of. but andrew isn’t like that.

no, he’s smart and he really really just wants to help people! starting with you. that’s why he goes and robs a couple banks! he just wants to help you!!!

he starts out by following you to your bank to where you deposit your barista check of practically nothing. then, after acquiring enough money from other banks, he robs that one too.

well, robs is harsh. he doesn’t steal any money, just the bank info of a couple people so that it doesn’t look suspicious! he gets into your account and deposits a obscene amount of money.

god, you’re so surprised. you’re so shocked and so confused and so… hot? it feels like it’s a thousand degrees in the little laundry room, even though you know it’s a steady 68 degrees. your stepdad is very prickly about touching the thermostat, so it stays at that temperature.

poor jackie, he’s all red! his cheeks are all flushed, all the way down to his neck. his cock is so shiny, and too is so red. so angry that the tip is nearly purple. his hand is red too, though that is the fault of your panties wrapped around it.

and for some strange reason, you don’t feel disgusted! instead you feel like you’re burning. you’re so hot and dizzy and god your poor little pussy is practically buzzing. when you make eye contact with jack, he comes. and his fist and your panties are soaked with his cum and it’s a vulgar sight that makes your stomach clench.

you watch as he comes to again. and your poor poor uncle jack is so embarrassed. he knows that he shouldn’t have done it, but really you said you’d be gone. and the shopping trip is still on! you just forgot to grab your daddy’a credit card.

slowly you walk backwards, towards the kitchen where your daddy’s credit card lay and grab it. jack is rushing, shoving his cock back into his underwear, pulling up his dirty pants, wiping off his hand covered in cum, and chasing after you.

“it’s ok uncle jackie, i won’t tell my daddy!” you chirp. he’s so so so confused. you turn and walk towards the door, to where your friends await you in the little yellow volkswagen buggy your daddy bought you and jackie fixed up.

remembering something suddenly, you spin on your heel, and kiss your uncles cheek again. your hand rests on his clothed cock and when you pull away towards the door, it twitches in his cargos.

when you said that you were going out shopping with your girlfriends, your uncle jack really thought had have some more time. you had said that you were going to be home later, a few hours jackie! enjoy your alone time!

and really, it was your fault! you were the one who, before leaving, lifted onto your tiptoes in your little pink heels and kissed his cheek. your hand rested on his bicep for balance, and your little acrylics dug slightly into the cotton of his polo. how could you not expect him to be a sick fuck when he had to wipe glittery sticky lip gloss from his reddened cheeks.

so yeah, he’s gonna blame you. it’s just, when you stood on your tiptoes, your knee just brushed by his clothed cock. and maybe it’s not the most moral of reactions, but it’s understandable! you’re just stimuli!!! his cock turning hard and aching in his cargo pants had nothing to do with you, and everything to do with accidental touch!

and it’s just so uncomfortable, so sensitive that when you leave, he gets started on the laundry he planned to do. after throwing the first half of the load into the washing machine, he digs through your pile to find the little red panties that you wore last night. and he knows that you just wore them, because your slick is still damp and cold on their gusset.

he undoes the zipper to his pants, and watches guiltily as his cock springs out when he pulls down his boxers. he wraps your little red panties around his cock. if they were lace, like his favorites of yours, it would be nearly painful as he focuses the cotton around his weeping tip. his head is thrown back against the wall and his eyes are closed.

he is coated in his precum, your slick, and bliss.

he’s so blissful in fact, that he doesn’t even hear the door open and the click click click of your heels on the dark wood floor. what he does hear, though, is your little surprised whimper, and he opens his eyes quickly. he watches your reddening face and your wide eyes flit from his cock to your panties to his face is rapid succession.

he’s suddenly thankful, that he no longer believes in any god. he doesn’t know when he stopped, when he lost his leg, maybe, when he lost his wife. he thinks it’s more so when he watched a child die for the first time. but jesus is he thankful for his lack of faith.

when you bring it up to your uncle jack and step dad robby that, even though you’ve finished your first two years of college, you’re thinking about taking a break before you return from the summer, they don’t respond right away.

uncle jack was so kind to take care of your daddy when you were away, but he had brought up his concerns about robby’s health over the past year. and your college is oh so far away, it wouldn’t feel right to you if you left your daddy during his time of need, he had always been so kind and loving to you.

of course, jack and robby wanted what’s best for you! you’re their little girl, as jack had become a second daddy to you after your mom left. so even thought they wanted you all to themselves, they asked you if that’s what you really wanted!

but obviously! you wouldn’t have brought it up if you didn’t think it was also in your best interest to not go back to school! college was always gonna be there, your daddies could afford it! you just wanted as much time with them as possible!!!

step dad robby who is truly innocent in this whole thing! really, it’s his best friend and brother who is the dirty nasty one.

it’s not him whose forcing you into buying those little bikinis, he’s just giving you his card! okay, maybe every once in a while he’ll send you the link to one that he knows he and jack you’d like, but it’s just, there’s just so many options, what if you miss this one, it’s just too cute!!!

and it’s definitely not him whose practically displaying your little panties it’s your uncle jack! he just sits back in his room which is conveniently in direct view of your little lace hanging on the clothing line, but he just suggested that’s a good place to put it!! it makes the most sense!!!!

but maybe, it is him whose stealing them every once in a while. he really can’t help it! when he sleeps in on his days off they’ve increased since you came home but coincidence!!! he wakes up with the sunlight peeking through your panties that hang on the wire, and they cast shadows on his walls. he just doesn’t like how they impact his walls!!!

uncle jack who goes through on a terrible guilt trip, because he just feels like such a nasty old perv!

it helps a little that you’re not actually related and even more that you’re old enough for him to be thinking like he is, but still! it’s the principle!

it’s not his fault that your stepdad installed a pool, and it’s certainly not his fault that the only bathing suits you seem to wear are only large enough so cover your nipples and your little lips!

but maybe, it’s his fault but just a little!!! when he offers to help you with laundry, insisting that he and your dad had figured out a routine, and, well, your clothes are so tiny they don’t even make a difference in the load!

and it is completely his fault, that when he does do your laundry, he sneaks out your bathing suit bottoms and wraps them around his throbbing cock, watching as his angry red tip spills onto the little floral patterns.

𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝖽𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒!!!!, 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾! 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 10, 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝖽𝖺𝖽! 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒!!!

𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾!

𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝗎𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋!