joeyoungmybbgirl

[joeyoungmybbgirl]

wrote this as soon as I came out of my life-induced coma

You groan as Stan’s alarm goes off, rousing you from your peaceful sleep. Sighing, you nuzzle your face into your boyfriends fuzzy chest, hoping for at least a few more minutes of blissful rest before you have to get up and face the day.

It doesn't take long for Stan to wake up. He grunts, immediately pulling away from you to shut the offending sound off. Once the blaring has ceased, Stan lays back down and winds his arm around your waist. He sighs comfortably, soaking in your warmth before sitting up with a strained groan—his back must be aching again.

You whine displeased, not wanting him to go to work. It pulls a chuckle from Stan’s chest and he leans back over to kiss the crown of your head.

“You’ll live.”

He finally untangles himself from your clingy hold and gets up off the bed—knees popping.

Letting out an obviously fake cough, you put on your most pathetic expression and pout, “Nuh-uh!” You pout, not caring how childish you sound if it means you get to spend a few more minutes cuddled up in Stan’s warmth. “I’m already dying—come back!”

Stan grins at your display, secretly flattered by how much you want him to stay with you—not that he’d ever admit to it. “Aww,” —Stan coos— “You know I can’t. Besides, I already spoil you too much.”

You pout and scoot over to his side—still warm, “But i’m cold—and dying…” You reach for him, your fingers latch onto his hip and Stan sighs as you wrap your arms around his waist—securing him in your octopus-like hold.

“You’re such a spoiled brat…” He grins down at you as you press your face into his belly. He’s exasperated, you pull this stunt every time you sleep over. It wouldn’t be a problem if Stan had the balls to tell you no—you’re too cute though and he’s lucky to have such a pretty thing like you. Stan glances at the time and frowns, “Sweetpea…” His voice softens as he untangles himself from you once more.

You whine in the back of your throat and fall onto the bed dramatically. Stan ruffles your sleep mused hair before turning around to pick clothes from the closet. You watch him from where you lay, arm hanging off the edge of the bed. When he moves out of your sight, moving into the kitchen, only then do you finally acquiesce to your fate and get up.

Meandering into the kitchen, you see Stan rifling through the cabinets looking for the coffee grounds. “I moved it…” You murmur and trail over to him. The signature red container of Stan’s god-awful coffee sits in the cabinet next to the spices.

Stan grumbles at you for moving his things, but you don’t listen. Instead, you press your face into his shoulder and lock your arms firmly around his waist. Stan huffs and shakes his head, but he lets you hang off him as he starts the coffee pot and moves about the kitchen. He’d be lying if he said he hated your antics—very much the opposite. Stan liked waking up to this, to you.

“I gotta work sweetpea.” Stan says once you make it back to the bedroom.

You disentangle yourself from him and sit on the edge of the bed, watching him get ready. Stan knows he shouldn’t indulge you, knows he should keep getting ready. But when he looks over at you; sitting on the bed with that adorable pout on your face, he can’t help shuffling over and giving you a kiss.

“I’ll be home later.” He mumbles against your lips, warm hands card through your hair and you melt against him. He smiles reverently when he looks down to see your pout. “Stop that.” He murmurs, taking your lip between his fingers, then kissing it. His alarm goes off again and Stan curses—he’s gonna be late if you keep this up. He goes to shut it off as you whine and fall back on the bed, while pulling his pillow over your face. “Drama queen.” Stan snorts, pulling his work shirt up over his shoulders.

[joeyoungmybbgirl]

gross old pc stan with a daddy kink...

“That’s it, pretty. Sit on Daddy’s cock…” Stan groans, his hands flex on your hips as you lower yourself down on him.

“Fuck—Stan.” You moan, eyes rolling back in your head as you sheathe stans cock fully inside yourself.

“Aww, we’re still on that, sweetpea?” He pants softly, forcing himself to not buck up into you straight away.

You ignore him, your pussy fluttering around his cock as you try and will your legs to work. You balance yourself with your hands on Stan’s fuzzy chest, digging your nails into the pudgy skin as you raise yourself up.

“That’s it baby.” Stan breathes, his eyes zeroed in on the sight of your pussy split open on him. “Fuck yourself on my cock.” Stan’s cock twitches inside you, as you let yourself fall back down.

“Ahn—” You moan loudly, pussy squelching as it meets his hips.

“Come on, pretty. Do all the work.” Stan urges, rubbing circles into your hips with his thumbs. “Show daddy you know how to take cock.” He grunts.

Your thighs shake as you lift yourself up again. This time, you go up too far and Stan’s cock pops free.

He sighs softly and helps you by pointing his cock back at your hole. “That’s okay princess, we gotta get you more practice.” He encourages you by pulling you back down on his cock.

You let out a startled moan and fall forward onto his chest, “Please—” you whine, not used to being the one on top.

Stan coos teasingly, “Please what, sweetpea?” He helps you raise your hips again and pulls you back down, making you fuck yourself.

Your eyes roll back into your head and you let out a needy sob, burying your face into Stan’s chest. “I can’t do it daddy—i need you to fuck me.” You whine.

Stan groans and flips you over, shoving your face into the mattress as he pushes himself back into you. “This is what you need, isn’t it pretty?” He groans, fucking into your cunt roughly. “You need a daddy to take care of you—” He cuts himself off with a grunt as you tighten up around him. “—to do everything for you. Isn’t that right?”

You nod dumbly, not listening to a thing he’s saying. “Yeah—mhm. Need a daddy…” You babble, the feeling of his cock reshaping your insides is making you dumb. Maybe Stan was right.

Stan slaps your ass and soothes the sting by groping the flesh. “That’s right baby,” He groans. “I’ll be your daddy.” He reaches around your body to messily thumb over your clit, fucking his cock in deep.

You sob into the mattress and grab fistfulls of the sheets. Liquid heat is quick to pool in between your legs and before you can get a proper breath, you’re cumming on Stan’s cock. “Daddy!” You moan.

When you come-to minutes later, you’re laying on your side, with Stan holding you against his chest and rubbing your back gently. You shift to look up at him, but something thick oozing uncomfortably out of your pussy catches your attention, “Ugh—Stan!” You whine, having told him to stop cumming inside many times already.

Stan chuckles sheepishly, “I can’t help it when you squeeze me like that.” He says, trying to pull you back to his chest and keep you from getting up. “Your pussy wants it…”

He laughs when you hit his shoulder, but immediately starts complaining when you get up and leave for the bathroom.

[joeyoungmybbgirl]

Old man Stan Marsh probably jerks off to your panties when you ‘accidentally’ leave them at his place. He probably sniffs them too, then cums on them like a big pervert…

[joeyoungmybbgirl]

Back in 2023-ish i had a blog, i don't really remember much of it... If anyone does, they're free to tell me what they remember. IM BEGGING YOU PLZ

I posted mainly male reader content, i remember writing some headcanons for joe from orgazmo. i don't remember my username, but i think my blog was titled something like trey parkers controversially young bf or criminally young. idk...

neway, i followed joecoopersloserbf, remersgf, and dougremers

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