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Yet another RDJ smut blog because, let's face it, this man is so hot, there can actually never be enough of these.

Dear Robert, in case you ever stumble across this blog: we sincerely apologize.
Anonymous:
I want him so bad what can I do?

If you’re strong enough you can try to ignore it, maybe pour a bucket of cold water over your head and try to relax.

Alternatively you could lie on your bed and take care of yourself while you imagine him thrusting into you, slowly but hard, again and again, making you feel every inch of his wonderful cock. You look up at him and see his huge brown eyes and the lust on his face while he pounds you, making you moan while you feel your climax nearing with every single move of his cock inside of you.

posted Apr.16.14 + 0 notes + reblog
downeygem:
What's going on with the round robin?

The first Round Robin has officially closed. We’ll look at starting up a new one after Easter. If you’ve got an idea for starter you’d like to submit, please feel free to share (that goes for all of you)!

posted Apr.15.14 + 0 notes + reblog

Happy Birthday Robert.

“Robert!” I shouted hoping to get his attention as he made his way down the red carpet at the Capitan America 2 premier in LA, but to no avail.

“Seems like today isn’t your day Samantha.” My friend who’s stood next to me says. I just watch Robert walking away from me. “I would fuck him so hard…” I found myself saying out loud.

Suddenly Robert stops in his tracks, tilts his head and I see a grin appearing on his face. Fuck he must have heard me I thought. I could feel my face turning red with embarrassment. He then turns round and walks up to me, stops and without saying a word he hands me a bit of paper and then continues his walk down the red carpet.

Once all the fans and paparazzi had gone and my friend had lost interest and returned home, I sat on the steps around the back of the theatre, the arranged meeting place. I took out Roberts note and re-read it to make sure I wasn’t imaging things.

I heard what you said.

Meet me behind the theatre, on the steps.

I will meet you there after the screening.

R.

I waited there for an hour, playing the possible events of this meeting out in my head, trying to think of what to say to the man and failing each time. I started day dreaming about the man, before hearing some footsteps behind me. I turn sharply to see Robert standing there looking so good, like beyond words good.

“I’m glad you came.” He said.

“Hi” I responded.

“So you wanted to do something to me?” He says while tilting his head and giving me a wink.

“Oh yes” I said “I very much would like to fuck you Mr Downey” I say while backing him up against the wall of the alley way.

“I knew you would be here, at this premier, today and thought someone should get you a birthday present. I know how much you like surprises so here I am.”

“Mmm” escapes his lips. He suddenly grabs my hand in his and leads me off into the building while saying “Follow me!” more of a command then a question. I did so.

He lead me to just outside a closed door. I was just about to ask what we were doing here before he pushes me into the room and follows behind me. The room was a cloak room for all the guests coats while they were watching the screening. There was a small light hanging from the ceiling but Robert refused to let me turn it on.

It suddenly dawned on me where I was and who I was with and what I am about to do to him and I felt extremely turned on and confident. I find him through the darkness and push him up against the wall, blocking him in. I lower my head to his ear and whisper “Now Mr Downey, are you ready for your birthday surprise?” I start nibbling on his neck as he tries to respond “Yes” was all he managed as my assault on his neck became more and more forceful, leaving marks each time.

Our bodies were now pressed up against each other as we started to grind against each other. My mouth moves from his neck to his collar bone and down his chest, undoing his shirt as I go. Getting to his trousers, I undo them and release his erection from his black boxers. I immediately take him in my mouth and waste no time, I add suction to my movements and hear a slight whimper from Robert. I was extremely turned on and wet from what I was doing to this fine specimen of a man. He grabs a hold of my head and guides me in my movements. My hands where trailing all over his bare chest, feeling his muscles underneath my cold hands, driving me wild.

I feel his muscles start to tense and so I add more suction and work him hard, faster until I felt his sweet release filling me up. He immediately pulls me up to him and kisses me, his tongue exploring mine, looking to taste his release.

“Happy Birthday Sir.” I say while he starts to slide his hand down my trousers.

posted Apr.15.14 + 8 notes + reblog
Anonymous:
Can u recommend me fanfictions with smuts scenes pleaseee or smut acounts with Robbie ♡

Hi,

so if you haven’t already, check out our fic-index: http://rdjsmut.tumblr.com/fic_index

We also have a few links up here: http://rdjsmut.tumblr.com/info although this hasn’t been updated in a bit. 

Some of the blogs in the fic index links have also other smutty stories not listed on our page, so you can check these out (e.g. fictional-downey, ironholmesgrl).

And that one here is also pretty neat: http://amymoments.tumblr.com/post/3749514211/in-the-dark-one-shot

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posted Apr.15.14 + 2 notes + reblog
Anonymous:
Omg sorry but I wanna fuck him he's so sexy and ur imagines amazing :P

Yes, YES, YESSSS

posted Apr.15.14 + 4 notes + reblog

Twitterpated

 

OMG! Missy could scarcely believe it! RDJ is now following her on Twitter!!

She was delirious with excitement. Immediately, she Tweeted him.

        @RobertDowneyJr   Thanks for the follow! Check my photos of you on fb!

@MissylovesTony   Saw your fb profile  Youre cute…….Came a reply

        @RobertDowneyJr   Thx!! U R 2

@MissylovesTony   :o)

        @RobertDowneyJr   I can’t believe ur tweeting me!

@MissylovesTony  Believe, baby!   

Boldly, Missy tweeted back.

        @RobertDowneyJr Come break my cherry, sweet heart

@MissylovesTony   Aww honey, that sounds delicious.

Missy just died when she read his reply. Hot, she couldn’t help herself:

        @RobertDowneyJr   I want it hard.

@MissylovesTony   Thats all you get with me.

@MissylovesTony   Hard.

@MissylovesTony   Hot.

@MissylovesTony   H

@MissylovesTony   O

@MissylovesTony   R

@MissylovesTony   N

@MissylovesTony   Y

Missy grabbed her pillow and squealed into it. She was so horny now, to think about him tapping this dirty, illicit message to her. Sexting was always something she loved; she couldn’t believe it was him she was doing it with. She tweeted back.

 

        @RobertDowneyJr   Aw honey harder!

@MissylovesTony   Its so tight

        @RDJOfficial   Push……………..she tweeted, breathless.

@MissylovesTony   Full hilt, honey…

@MissylovesTony   warm and sweet

Missy was panting to read his naughty tweets.

        @RobertDowneyJr   Awwwwwwwwwmmmm

@MissylovesTony   wet-yes…

At this point Missy needed some physical assistance, or she would lose her mind. Stroking herself with one hand, she managed a tweet with the other.

        @RobertDowneyJr   On top of things with one hand!…….she tweeted.

@MissylovesTony   !!!!!!!! ……..was his tweet within seconds.

@MissylovesTony   Oh, God!……..another from him.

Missy was coming now, it just too hot to last.


        @RobertDowneyJr   So good…sweet. Thank you…….. she tweeted to him.

@MissylovesTony   Oh, God, you don’t know how good …….came his tweeted reply.

        @RobertDowneyJr  *Giggle* thank you!

There was a lapse, but after 14 minutes, another tweet.


@MissylovesTony   U R welcome. Same time next week?

posted Apr.15.14 + 2 notes + reblog

….hard, hot, he pounds you, relentlessly. He can’t stop- won’t stop, until he accomplishes what he needs, consumes you, fucks you utterly and absolutely completely.

Then…you see that face as he comes. Forehead furrowed, perspiration beading as he labors to fill you with himself. Large hands tightly hold you, fingers splayed to keep you right there…where he needs you to take him- all of him.

Grunting as comes, his thick cock is throbbing and he pumps into you, holding you against him so you have no choice but to take all of him…

and you look at that gorgeous face, his satisfied expression, that tongue out as all of his senses are taking you in as his own.

Leaning forward on heavily muscled forearms, he stares right through you. He grins, and can’t withhold a ridiculous giggle. He whispers while holding your gaze.

        “Goddamned, but you make my dick so happy.”

Nap Time for Tony

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         “Red isn’t the team color. You know that.”

He was cranky and irritable. Gem checked her bio-watch. 49 hours 37 minutes since he was up, Friday morning, sucking down his Jamba Juice. No sleep since.

        “Black and blue. Only.” He continued to whine.

He was rubbing and stroking her in that way, wanting her to placate him, but still refusing to allow her to soothe him. He wanted to continue to work, his body giving out.

Gem knew in this state he’d continue to tinker, but as the hours without sleep continued, the productivity would be questionable. The wrong roads taken would be more frequent. Precious energy would be wasted.

As one of the mental mainframes of Shield, Tony Stark was a precious commodity, needing to be in top condition. Bruce Banner was his intellectual counterpoint. They together were the medulla-cerebrum and cerebellum of the Shield universe, and imperative to future peace.

Briefly, Gemini wondered who her counterpart was, who likely was placating Banner much in the same fashion as she was Tony, now.

That would certainly require a agent special skill set, she thought.

Tony Stark was a magnificent, fragile processor that needed the utmost care.

And he was not the person to ensure it. That’s when they assigned Gemini to him.

“When are you turning in, baby?” She asked him softly, sweetly.

“Black. Only black. Some blue. Dark, midnight blue, electric blue. Or a variation there of. Like this.” He tapped the reactor. He was avoiding her questions.

When she had been recruited for this most specialized assignment, she had been assigned her code name, StarkGemini. When she first came to work for him, he insisted on butchering her name, calling her Agent Stark, moon in Gemini, and other such ridiculous variations.

He did have a pronounced asinine side to him, but eventually he came to depend on her, relying on her for most everything. With his increasing dependence on her, the acronym morphed from “StarkGemini” to “Gemini”, then simply “Gem”, his favorite name for her.

He felt Gem fit her, because to him, she was priceless.

Like a toddler avoiding his nap, he was agitated, avoiding her eye contact. His comments were becoming nonsensical as he refused for her to touch him.

He was spoiled, she knew.

Gemini continued to stroke and soothe him, ignoring the static from his mouth. Her hands slipped under his back tank, stroking the silken skin, feeling his warmth. His flat belly tightened, the muscles rippling to her touch, like a tight drum skin vibrating energy. Tony’s eyelids sunk without his control, feeling the warm sensation of her loving touch.

        “Common baby. Let me make you feel better.” she cooed softly. He stood, stoic, his chin defiantly jutted, but his eyes closed heavily again, his hands to her searching.

She knew he relinquished supreme control only under the rarest of circumstances.

She moved in slowly, and leisurely kissed his cheek. He stood ramrod still, but his breathing changed. Gem felt this was the green light to continue. She read him so well after these many months. He was a tough nut to crack she thought.

She definitely earned her salary.

Licking her lips within his vision, she moved to his mouth, eating at his lips with hers, enticing him with her warm, wet tongue. She knew he wouldn’t refuse this.

Tony groaned quietly, opening his mouth to her, gulping her down with his lapping tongue. He was so tactile, his lips moving beyond the perimeter of her mouth, his tongue lapping at her mouth, her teeth„ her wet lips. He forgot his protest, now, and took charge here, too, his hands splayed as he grabbed and held her to him.

She was an assistant, but Gemini thought more of herself as a Stallion “tease”, where Tony Stark’s most important value was not for biological procreation, but for intellectual and emotionally intelligent procreation. The sex was inspiring to him, serving multiple purposes: inspiration, calm, and would help him to switch mental gears and hopefully enable him to find much needed sleep.

To truly inspire, Sex for Tony must be carnal. Graphic. Hard and rough.

He needed his attention jolted.

He pushed her down onto the work table, grasping her thighs and pulling her forward to meet his pelvis. It mattered not that she was still fully dressed.

        “Fuck Levi” he grunted. With a box cutter he sliced through the crotch of her jeans with the skill and finesse of a brain surgeon. The cool air to her saturated pussy drove her crazy.

Gem had discovered shortly after she began that the table had been engineered to this specific height, and secretly the thought thrilled her.

She knew that this ‘task’ was a necessary part of ‘the job’, but fuuuck...she loved this duty. Already, she was so fucking wet for him she knew he’d have no trouble penetrating her with that thick blunt weapon he packed in his black jeans.

Already he was over her, greedily thrusting in her, as she gripped the edge of the cold table, the inferno between her legs igniting her like nothing else she’d experienced in her life-in work or play. She bucked up against him, urging his hard banging against her soft parts. He grunted with each thrust, brutal, primal. It felt like he was fucking her with a white-hot steel telephone pole, she stretching to fit him, feeling his blunt impact deep within her. She couldn’t restrain herself any longer, she gasped, cursing the day he was born because he felt so fucking good.

        “Goddamned that cock of yours, To..” she gasped, unable to even finish, as the brutal pleasure took her.

        “Fuck your fucking ass..” she spat, between gritted teeth, as he mounted the side of the table with his right muscular thigh, not only fucking her completely, but his hard dick stroking her sideways, raking the sensitive nerve endings in her pussy left generally untouched by any other man. Gem flooded cream in response, her lips dry, her mouth parched, silently cursing him still…Tony knew the talk was just that, because he was gliding so easily in and out, her sweet hole such a refuge for him, her soothing slick wetness a balm for him.

The trash talk was fucking making him explode too, of course.

        “Okay, honey, I want you to cum. You up for it, or do I make you?” he spat at her, through gritted teeth.

Gem opened her eyes wide, shaking her head at him.”

        “No! I will.” she quickly answered. She began to massaging her clit, but it took less than three circles to the node before she crashed against him, rocking and arching with his pole still thrusting.

        “Oh, shit!” she moaned, gasping as he continued to thrust violently against her.

Tony pulled her hips close against him, and banged hard, fast. He groaned as he shuddered, his brow furrowed. Gritting teeth, his nostrils flaring, he grunted as he came hard within her, grasping the table to hold himself firmly in her. He continued to bump and rock against her, slowing eventually, his  expression relaxing.

Gem could see sleep quickly overtaking his sweet face. He leaned over her, looking at her. His expression was sleepy and loving.

        “You planned this, didn’t you?” he asked softly. His handsome eyes were dark, his eyelids quite heavy.

        “I plan everything, she said, smiling at him. He leaned down, and worshiped her mouth with his lips, his kiss a masterpiece- as they all were.

Tony stood and zipped, then walked slowly to the sofa in the shop. He sat and briefly stared straight ahead, then flopped over on his left side. He pulled the KISS pillow under his head, but his eyes were already closed.

Gem got up, and shucked the mangled jeans off her hips, kicking them into a corner. Bare-bottomed, she walked over to him and covered him with the Iron Man throw he had on the back of the sofa. Gem grabbed a clean fender cover from the box in the shop, and fashioned herself a wrap skirt, tying the corners to secure the covering. Then she spoke to the empty room.

“Gemini Override. Jarvis”

Yes, ma’am.” Jarvis answered.

“See that he gets no interruptions. Slumber protocol.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Gemini walked over and kissed his head. She softly whispered to him.

“I’m more of a team player than you think, baby. Sweet dreams.”

Anonymous:
We need new smut dirty stories :D

We’re on it and you’re totally right!

Any specific requests?

posted Apr.14.14 + 2 notes + reblog
Big Apple Souvenir
Vanessa couldn’t keep her eyes off that sexy mouth of his. She held onto him, stroking his arm, licking her full lips to think of licking his. Distracted, he looked at her, a beautiful smile breaking across his face. He told her he was an actor, but all she knew was that he was fucking gorgeous.
His bitch girlfriend kept whining at him. Vanessa gave her an ugly look.
        “Leave  my friend alone, she said to her.” ‘You horse-faced bitch’, Vanessa silently said.
Gorgeous smiled again at Vanessa, the perspiration on his upper lip a fine gleam. He licked his upper lip, making Vanessa wet to watch him do it.
        “I gotta’ use the can.” he said, and he left the table. Vanessa dared the blond bitch to say anything to her- to look at her. The young lady who came with Gorgeous gave her a bored look, and turned away.
He was back after a while, still perspiring, jumpy. He looked at Vanessa, and a sexy grin broke over his face.
        “Common, I know a better party,” he said, pulling Vanessa from her seat. He gave her a sexy wink. She knew she’d follow him anywhere, but damned, he was the prettiest white boy she’d ever seen.
They strolled through the club, he pulling the way. Out on the curb he flagged a taxi.
Vanessa got in, and he fell in after her.
        “What’s your name, boy?” Vanessa throatily asked, her hands all over him now that they were alone. She was almost on his lap.
He smiled naughtily, watching her through half-closed lids. Vanessa knew he was snorting, but at this point she didn’t care; she hoped he could save it to keep it up long enough to get her off.
        “Anything you want,” he said. He licked his lips again, then reached with his tongue and licked her bottom lip. Vanessa gasped at his nerve, turned on.
Her mouth was all over him, then, sucking that lip, tonguing his mouth. Gorgeous met her tongue stroke for tongue stroke. Vanessa put her palm on his crotch, and felt his huge boner. She stroked it through his pants.
Still kissing and tonging her, he ripped his zipper down and pulled her on his lap. Vanessa heard the cabbie then.
        “I don’t want no shit in my cab!” He bellowed, all the while keeping a close eye on the illicit porn act going on behind him.
        “Fuckin’ shut up and turn up the radio!” Gorgeous yelled, before he pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, and shoved his stiff cock into her. Vanessa moaned loudly to feel it, her lube dripping down his pistoning shaft, like a candle burning. Vanessa was remotely aware of the song playing loudly now, Ohio Player’s “Fire”, and she thought: “Christ, yes Jesus. I am on fire.”
Gorgeous was softly singing the lyrics as he fucked her, one of the most erotic things Vanessa would ever experience in her sexual life, ever.
He was a goddamned fucking boss, she thought.
Vanessa came first, the experience so sexy and filthy hot she couldn’t even prolong it. He looked her in the eyes as he came, his beautiful lip pouted, his teeth gritted, grunting.
        “Give it to me, baby boy,” Vanessa whispered to him. He moaned, his head back against the ragged cab seat.
Vanessa moved from his lap, using her coat to wipe them both. He looked at her as he zipped his pants. Vanessa righted herself, and just stared at him. She would remember this little memento from her New York trip for a long time.
        “What movie you said you in? She asked, still panting.
        “Richard the III,” he said, licking his bottom lip again, looking intently at her.
Although it didn’t sound like something she’d like, Vanessa thought she might need to check that out.
 #NYsouvenir   #RDJ #Downeyporn #Horsefacedbitch #mikekoser #Babyboy    

Big Apple Souvenir

Vanessa couldn’t keep her eyes off that sexy mouth of his. She held onto him, stroking his arm, licking her full lips to think of licking his. Distracted, he looked at her, a beautiful smile breaking across his face. He told her he was an actor, but all she knew was that he was fucking gorgeous.

His bitch girlfriend kept whining at him. Vanessa gave her an ugly look.

        “Leave  my friend alone, she said to her.” ‘You horse-faced bitch’, Vanessa silently said.

Gorgeous smiled again at Vanessa, the perspiration on his upper lip a fine gleam. He licked his upper lip, making Vanessa wet to watch him do it.

        “I gotta’ use the can.” he said, and he left the table. Vanessa dared the blond bitch to say anything to her- to look at her. The young lady who came with Gorgeous gave her a bored look, and turned away.

He was back after a while, still perspiring, jumpy. He looked at Vanessa, and a sexy grin broke over his face.

        “Common, I know a better party,” he said, pulling Vanessa from her seat. He gave her a sexy wink. She knew she’d follow him anywhere, but damned, he was the prettiest white boy she’d ever seen.

They strolled through the club, he pulling the way. Out on the curb he flagged a taxi.

Vanessa got in, and he fell in after her.

        “What’s your name, boy?” Vanessa throatily asked, her hands all over him now that they were alone. She was almost on his lap.

He smiled naughtily, watching her through half-closed lids. Vanessa knew he was snorting, but at this point she didn’t care; she hoped he could save it to keep it up long enough to get her off.

        “Anything you want,” he said. He licked his lips again, then reached with his tongue and licked her bottom lip. Vanessa gasped at his nerve, turned on.

Her mouth was all over him, then, sucking that lip, tonguing his mouth. Gorgeous met her tongue stroke for tongue stroke. Vanessa put her palm on his crotch, and felt his huge boner. She stroked it through his pants.

Still kissing and tonging her, he ripped his zipper down and pulled her on his lap. Vanessa heard the cabbie then.

        “I don’t want no shit in my cab!” He bellowed, all the while keeping a close eye on the illicit porn act going on behind him.

        “Fuckin’ shut up and turn up the radio!” Gorgeous yelled, before he pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, and shoved his stiff cock into her. Vanessa moaned loudly to feel it, her lube dripping down his pistoning shaft, like a candle burning. Vanessa was remotely aware of the song playing loudly now, Ohio Player’s “Fire”, and she thought: “Christ, yes Jesus. I am on fire.”

Gorgeous was softly singing the lyrics as he fucked her, one of the most erotic things Vanessa would ever experience in her sexual life, ever.

He was a goddamned fucking boss, she thought.

Vanessa came first, the experience so sexy and filthy hot she couldn’t even prolong it. He looked her in the eyes as he came, his beautiful lip pouted, his teeth gritted, grunting.

        “Give it to me, baby boy,” Vanessa whispered to him. He moaned, his head back against the ragged cab seat.

Vanessa moved from his lap, using her coat to wipe them both. He looked at her as he zipped his pants. Vanessa righted herself, and just stared at him. She would remember this little memento from her New York trip for a long time.

        “What movie you said you in? She asked, still panting.

        “Richard the III,” he said, licking his bottom lip again, looking intently at her.

Although it didn’t sound like something she’d like, Vanessa thought she might need to check that out.

 #NYsouvenir   #RDJ #Downeyporn #Horsefacedbitch #mikekoser #Babyboy    

posted Apr.13.14 + 8 notes + reblog