aaliyahsturniolo

[aaliyahsturniolo]

i love chris’s birthmark

YES YES YES YES (i moaned)

[aaliyahsturniolo]

𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚!𝒔𝒖𝒃!𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

cw: nsfw content, dirty talk, mentions of edging and humiliation, fluff

𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚𝒔𝒖𝒃!𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝑼

✧ he swears he’s in control

he’ll run his mouth all day:

“you’re obsessed with me,” “you’re lucky i even let you look at me,” “bet no one else gets you off like i do.”

then he’s flat on his back 10 minutes later, begging for more. the minute you touch his thighs, his attitude disappears.

✧ has to pretend he’s not soft when you baby him

if you call him “pretty,” he’ll scoff, roll his eyes, and turn fully red. mutters “whatever” while visibly melting into you.

doesn’t really know how to process gentle affection. can be an ass sometimes when he feels emasculated. Sometimes when you stop, he pretends he doesn’t want it back but gives in, nudging you with his foot like “why’d you stop?”

✧ absurdly sensitive 

when you go down on him, he tries so hard to be quiet, but he’s sweating, fists grabbing the sheets, biting his lip to try and keep the noises in. furrows his brow like he's enduring torture. when you flick your tongue a certain way and he whimpers, he goes fully red and feels humiliated.

✧ brat brat brat brat brat

rolls his hips without permission. bucks them unintentionally. talks back when you tell him to sit still: “make me.” will push your hand away just to be annoying, even when he wants it. until you unravel him enough—then he’s flushed and obedient.

✧ post-nut self-awareness hits him a truck

lays there blinking at the ceiling like he can’t believe what he just did.

"I was NOT whimpering" “nah you heard that wrong.” “don’t look at me like that.”

will deny everything he just said/did. you tease him and he turns into a tomato and refuses eye contact.

✧ tries to dirty talk but gets flustered halfway through.

thinks he’s smooth. starts off strong with cocky lines—

“bet you missed me,” “you’re so wet for me already”

—and for about five seconds, it’s believable. but then you give him a look, tilt your head just a bit, or say something back like “yeah? prove it.” and it ruins him. he stumbles over his next sentence, eyes flicker to your mouth, throat tightens. By the end of it, he’s gasping into your shoulder, voice breaking, whispering “fuck, I missed you” like he didn’t start this whole thing trying to act cool.

✧ sucks balls at aftercare

awful at knowing what to do when it’s over. He’ll pull his boxers on fast, avoid eye contact, act like it wasn’t as intimate as it was. You try to cuddle him, and he’s like “I’m fine. I don’t need to—” but his voice is already softening.

He’ll eventually bury his face in your neck and mumble, “that was good. you’re… really good at that,” like he’s complimenting your cooking and not the best orgasm of his life. It’s awkward. He needs guidance.

✧ possessive in a pathetic way

if someone flirts with you, he’s like “you’re mine, right?” even when he’s begging under you, he’s muttering shit like “nobody else gets you like i do,” “you wouldn’t let anyone else see you like this, right?” he gets all moany when you say he belongs to you.

✧ love hate relationship with edging he'll beg you not to do it. “Don’t be a dick—please,” he whines, hips lifting desperately as you hold him just on the edge. but he keeps coming back for more. Every time you let him get so close and stop, his eyes roll back like it’s killing him, but the next night he’s like, “you can do that thing again. um, i don't know. you seem to like it though"

✧ texts you later like nothing happened

chris: wanna go to chipotle? you: you were crying in my mouth 20 minutes ago?? chris: shut up?? and?? do u want extra guac or not.

𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚𝒔𝒖𝒃!𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝑼

my cutie fr!!! i love these headcanons so much i might write moreee

[aaliyahsturniolo]

. . . matt, your best friend—gets drunk, whispers your name like a prayer and eats you out like a sinner.

drunk!matt x soft!reader | smut oral (f receiving), messy face-sitting vibes, praise, slurred begging, overstimulation potential

The bass thumps faintly through the walls, but up here, in the bedroom, the air feels thick and slow. Like the world stopped moving the second you let Matt press you down against the bed, eyes glassy, lips swollen, drunk off cheap whiskey and the thought of getting you like this—under him. For him.

Or more accurately, above him.

He’s on his knees between your thighs, flushed and mouthy, palms pushing up under your skirt like he’s impatient just to feel where you’re warm. Your panties hit the floor ages ago, somewhere between breathy giggles and him whispering “C'mere– l– let me...please, I...i need it– haah...”

Now? His face is buried in you like he means it.

“Fuck– baby,” he groans against your inner thigh, kissing it sloppily, tongue dragging a line up toward your heat. “You’re so soft. Can’t stop thinkin’ about this. Can’t—”

He doesn’t finish. Just licks again, slower this time, his tongue flat and warm as it presses into your folds, collecting slick with a deep, hungry sound in his throat. He buries his mouth against you, breath hot and wet, tongue working through the mess like he’s savoring every inch.

Your hips twitch. You’re already dizzy.

“Wanted you all night,” he mutters, kissing the top of your mound like it’s something sacred. “And you’ve been sittin’ there, bein’ sooo sweet—lookin’ at me like that…”

You don’t even realize how tight you’re gripping his hair until he groans again, tongue dipping down low to circle your entrance. He noses deeper like he wants to drown in it, breath dragging out in a ragged, half-drunk moan when your thighs try to clamp around his head.

“M- matt...” you whimper. You can barely think. His jaw is working so messily between your legs, and his nose—fuck, it presses up right against your clit every time he licks upward, slick building with every pass of his tongue.

He doesn’t wait for permission. Doesn’t tease or slow down. He spreads you open with both thumbs & devours—broad, greedy strokes from base to tip, then quick little flicks right over your clit like he knows it’ll make you jump.

“Don’t care,” he says into you, slurring it a little, voice sticky and full of praise. “I’ll be good. Just—lemme taste. Please.”

He’s so drunk. And it’s making him reckless. He kisses your pussy like he doesn’t know what shame is—mouth open, chin wet, tongue messy and constant. He moans again when your hips grind up into his face, and he fuckin' ruts against the mattress like the taste of you is getting him off.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he groans, licking harder now, rougher. “Could stay here all night. You’d let me, wouldn’t you? Sweet girl like you…”

His mouth latches onto your clit, tongue circling it sloppily while his nose bumps against it with every twitch of his head. You cry out, legs tightening, trying to run—but he grips your hips, growling low, and buries himself deeper.

“That’s it...baby–let me have it.”

And with the way his mouth is moving—wet, hot, tongue stroking fast and needy—you do. You come shaking against his face, back arching, moaning something close to a sob as his name stutters off your lips.

And Matt? He moans too. Like you did something to him.

ㅤ⠀ㅤㅤ⊹ㅤ⠀© RENESSAㅤㅤ⠀࣭ ㅤㅤ do not steal nor copy!Lil note; need this so bad.

[aaliyahsturniolo]

losermatt! gets drunk and jealous!

you guys arrived to a friends party more than 3 hours ago, you were having fun drinking and dancing with your friends but matt? he definitely wasn’t having any fun

when you guys arrived together you accidentally made a joke about fucking chris later in the bathroom, matt got mad without reason and ditched you.

even though it was a joke, matt didn’t liked it, cause he knew both of you were capable to do it and not care a single fuck about him and the worst was that he couldn’t do nothing in that case, like what would he do? tell the girl who’s not even a situationship to not fuck his brother? it’ll be stupid.

you were mindlessly dancing with a your friends, everything cool until one of them touched your shoulder calling your attention “hey I think your boyfriend needs some help” said one of your girlfriends “ which of all of my boyfriends?” You chuckled, your friend pointed across the room to the big couch where matt was sitting, alone, cigarette and a cup with alcohol in one hand as he looked wrecked, he looked like he was either gonna throw up or fall asleep right there

it was an amusing and worrying view, the very few times you’ve seen him drunk he looked normal like if he barely even drank something, he never looked like this and that was the worrying part, why would he get this drunk?

you slipped away from your friends and made your way to where he was sittting

matt was lost in thought until he noticed your presence in front of him, he lazily looked up at you feeling very dizzy “hi matty, u good?” you asked softly and sit in the armrest as you place your hand on his shoulder

“Hm? Mm mhm” he hummed making you giggle “I need words, don’t just ‘mhm’ at me” you said and playfully grabbed his chin and slightly move his face side to side “oh fuck- don’t do that, I’m fine just- fuck give me a sec” he said pulling back and throwing his head back trying to get a good breath, you could tell he was struggling with the whole situation

“you don’t seem fine if im honest, want a water?” you asked as you giggled and gently rubbed his shoulder “I dunno, feel like my head it’s goin’ to explode” he whined slurring his words a bit and locked his gaze with yours, you looked down at him trying to think about what to do with him, you could leave him there and go back with your friends, anyway he wasn’t your boyfriend to be carrying him around like a toddler but he has been taking care of you too when you get wasted.

“Aight… fuck ok let’s go to your car so we-“ you try to suggest but quickly cut off by him

“hell nah I might be drunk but I’m not stupid, you wanna take me to my car so you can take advantage of me and lemme tell you, that ain’t happenin’ cause you surely want a kiss or even more but you know what? Fuck you!, why don’t you go find chris and fuck him?, actually both of you go to my car and have sex there so you guys can have more privacy FUCK YOU BOTH” said Matt slurring his words as he looked at you frustrated, he didn’t even know why he was now talking about this but he just knows that he actually doesn’t mean it, he hates the idea of you and chris together, it’s sickening

you stay in silence for a moment before you chuckle and softly brush the hair out of his forehead “you got it all out?”

he looks away down to his cup and cigarette and bites his inner cheek while he slightly nodded and sighed, he knew he was just talking shit, both of you knew it, yeah the idea of fucking chris was exciting, you could have chris between your legs in less than a second, but you didn’t wanted chris, you wanted matt, even if he was difficult and get on your nerves sometimes, even if after all of these months he hasn’t complement you not even once, you craved him so bad.

matt took a deep breath and dropped the cigarette inside the cup before handing it to you “I’m tired, sorry, just- I dunno I wanna go home but I know I can’t drive and I don’t where is chris and nick” he excused himself in a small muttered voice

“we’ll find them don’t worry, let’s go look for nick first” you said standing up and followed by matt stumbling a bit when he got up but eventually composing himself to walk and find his brothers

After some minutes of searching around the house you guys find them and decided that for matt’s good, they’ll take him home

you four walked outside to the parked car as you helped matt not to fall while walking “u sure now you’re good baby?” you asked softly, in his normal state he would’ve said something like ‘don’t call me that’ or ‘I’m not your baby’ but right now it didn’t sounded that bad in his head, but of course he would never said that out loud

“ im good, just dizzy and my tummy hurts” matt muttered as he let you hold his arm, you carefully open the backseat door and let him get inside “i should take something for the pain or i dunno, I’ll probably puke it and-…you’re not coming with me?” he asks when he notices you lean over to hear him but not getting inside the car

“the party is not done yet” you said and notice matt’s tiny pout and trying to find an excuse for you to go with him

“yeah i know but i-I’m not feeling good” he explained and you pointed at nick and chris in the front seats who could take care of him “your brothers are going to take care of you matt” you chuckled

matts gaze flicked between you and his brothers before talking “but- fuck…nevermind” he mutters with a small hint of upset, poor matt didn’t even knew what he wanted, he was less drunk but he still craved some attention, actually, no, he didn’t wanted attention, he just wanted to know that he’s still your target and not chris, he needed some reassurance that you were just joking and that you’re still obsessed with him and not his brother, why? He doesn’t even know

you stare down at him with a smirk before talking “I’ll go with you��if you give me a kiss…” you mutter and carefully cup his chin

that takes him off guard, he looks up at you like if he was actually starting to consider it, but his pride doesn’t allowed it, if he kisses you he’ll be just like the other guys you play with, he has willpower or that’s what he thinks, he’ll be lying if he’ll say he doesn’t wants to kiss you, he does, but he can’t, the part of him that’s willing to accept probably it’s the drunk part

i’m drunk I’m drunk I’m drunk I’m drunk I’m drunk I’m drunk

it’s what keeps repeating in his mind as he looks deep in your eyes, you were surprised too, you were expecting a immediate ‘no’ but he hasn’t said anything, that means he’s actually thinking it, for once in months he’s actually considering to give in

you grin in success, and matt notices, he knows you know what he’s thinking and that brings him into his normal state

“can’t see me a bit drunk cause you’re already trying to seduce me kid” he mutters with a smirk and softly moving your hand out of his face, you laugh and pull away, it was so close to give in

“I’ll see you tomorrow handsome, bye” you say chuckling and closing the car door as matt rolls down the window “bye bye” he says with a mischievous smirk

“bye chrissy…” you say seductively at chris who’s on the drivers seat, he leans his head to turn and look at you with a smile and wave, chris knew you were doing it just to annoy matt and he played along, “bye ma’ see ya later” he says and very obviously checking you out, he knew you were hot but even tho you and matt were nothing, he’ll never do something like that to him

matts smirk quickly fades away when he sees you jokingly flirting with chris and walking away.

as soon as chris started the car and rolled up the window matt spoked “never call her ‘ma’ again” he says clearly annoyed and making chris and nick giggle a little bit.

♱ note: I like my man jealous and what abt it? 🙄Also if you guys have ideas for the model and matt fic pls lemme know cause I lost all my ideas, anyway, I love ya 😛💞

(English it’s not my first language)

🏷️: @izzylovesmatt @fadedstvrn

[aaliyahsturniolo]

BF!CHRIS LOVES IT WHEN GF!READER RIDES HIM

warnings: blurb, p in v, creampie, dirty talk, slight nipple sucking and ass slapping, pet names, english is not my first language

words count: 0,4k

"Yeah baby, that’s right. Ride that cock," he said it in a raspy voice, grabbing your milky, firm thighs and helping you sit on it. You were nothing but a mess around him—needy and moody. You squirmed on top of him, moving up and down. The sound of your bodies slapping together filled the room, along with your moans.

"Mmm, fuck Chris, I feel so good," you exhaled, digging your nails into Chris's broad shoulders, leaving marks in his skin. Your tits were bouncing as you rode him. Chris looked from your face to the place where your bodies joined. Fuck, he was aroused by the sight.

"Yeah? Ya feel good, sittin’ on my cock?" You screamed as you felt his big hands land on your ass with a loud slap. You arched your back from the sensation, so now Chris’s face was close enough to your chest. "Bet you wanna cum on this dick too, huh?" He said, locking eyes with you and in the next moment sucking on your nipple.

"Fuck-Chris!" You suffocate under the overwhelming attention he’s giving you. Your mind is empty; you can't think about anything but how good Chris makes you feel. You can feel his hands moving to your waist, holding you firmly in place. "Can’t wait any longer, baby. You did a good job, pretty girl. Now lemme make you feel even better. Whacha think?"

Before you can respond, the next thing he does is start pounding into you. Your mouth opens in a silent scream from how hard he fucks you. You breathe heavily, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as you feel yourself nearing the end. "Chris, fuck, i’m gonna cum!" Your back arches even more when you feel Chris's thumb rubbing your clit.

"Then let it go, mama. Cum. Now," and so you do. Your hips are shaking, your eyelids are closing tightly; you see stars in front of your eyes. You run your hands through Chris’s hair, squeezing it. You just need to hold onto something to help yourself.

"Atta girl," Chris growls. "I’m gonna cum too. Gonna fill your pretty pussy with my cum." He thrusts a few more times before your cunt tightens around his cock, milking it. He moans from the sensation, getting pure pleasure.

He tilts his head, drawing you into a kiss. You can feel his hands stroking your back, soothing you. "You’re good?" He leaves a kiss on your temple. "Yeah, `m good."

it’s short but i really needed this sorry 😘

with love, m ❤️

© mivogjk

[aaliyahsturniolo]

hands

in which: matt's hands turn you the fuck on

pairing: softdom!matt x hornysub!reader

warnings: smut with plot, fingering, praise kink, pet names, finger kink(?)

the triplets were filming a couch video while you sat upstairs in your room. they filmed a tiktok and posted it right after. you watch it, smiling when your boyfriend, matt, comes onto the screen. you rewatch his part about seven times.

suddenly, your breath catches. you notice the way he was gripping the microphone, his two middle fingers trained together from all the times he's fingered you. you swallow, arousal already pooling in your underwear.

my god you're so down bad.

matt walks into the room. you jump. he notices this, slowly shutting the door behind him. "you alright?" he asks, brow furrowed. you swallow thickly, letting out a shaky breath. "yeah. you just scared me." you say, rubbing your eyes.

"liar. what's goin on?" he says with a knowing smirk, catching the way your thighs press together. you let out a breath, not answering his question. he glanced absentmindedly at your phone screen before double taking. it's zoomed in on his hand.

it's from the tiktok he and his brothers just posted. he smiles. "oh? is this what's got you bothered?" he hums teasingly, holding your phone. you snatch it immediately, shutting it off quickly. you avoid eye contact. "my hands, hey?" he hums into your ear.

you groan at his teasing. "stop talking unless you're gonna help." you say, face covered with your hands. he smiles, reaching for the tie of your sweatpants. you freeze, slowly moving your hands away from your face. "i wasn't- i didn't actually-" he kisses you.

you melt into it, barely noticing him untying your pants and pulling them down until you're straddling his lap in just your underwear, heavily making out. you pull away to catch your breath and he begins kissing down your neck, nipping softly as he goes.

his fingers dip into your underwear, growling when he feels how soaked you are. he finds your clit with no struggle, immediately rubbing it in torturous circles. you moan, head falling back and exposing more of your neck, which he practically devours.

"matt.." you moan breathlessly, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. "please." you whisper, voice cracking. he smiles, his beard scraping your skin softly as he resumes his neck kisses, tracing your entrance with his fingertip teasingly.

right as you're about to whine again, he slides his middle and ring fingers into you effortlessly. he curls them and finds your g spot, rubbing over it like he has a million times. he knows your body like the back of his hand. you're already falling apart.

he feels your walls flutter around his fingers, starting to rub your clit with the pad of his thumb. "so close already?" he hums against your neck. you whimper. "please." you croak. he smiles. you can feel it by the way his beard scratched you with each movement.

he speeds up his fingers, rubbing your clit more precisely. "cum for me sweetheart." he whispers into your neck, kissing back up it to meet your lips and then devouring your mouth. you moan into his mouth, grinding your hips against his hand.

"matt!-" you cry out, back arching as you cum around his fingers. hard. he helps you through it, never once stopping his movements until you slump against his chest. he chuckles softly, pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to your mouth.

"open." he says, voice hoarse. you're too fucked out to even care, opening your mouth without hesitation. he presses his wet fingers to your tongue, your sweet taste spreading across your tastebuds. "suck." he orders. you moan, swirling your tongue around them.

you suck them clean, moaning around his fingers softly. he pulls them out, kissing you. "good girl. you did so good for me baby." he whispers into the kiss, hand rubbing up and down your back and softly playing with your hair.

"let's get ya cleaned up, yeah?"

author's note: uhh hi guys! i keep disappearing im aware of that and im very sorry. but i saw this in their new tiktok and ive never been more turned on in my life, so i thought id share.

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[aaliyahsturniolo]

"TAKE IT." . . . BIGDICK!MATT.

Matt growls loudly, grabbing your legs and pushing them back, spreading you wider. The new angle hits that special spot inside you with each thrust, making you scream.

"Take that fuckin' dick." He groans, watching your perfect face contort in pleasure, your mouth open in a perfect O.

"So— big—!" You cry out, his eyes flash with something primal at your words. He's always been big, and hearing you struggle to take him only makes him harder. He reaches down, wrapping his arm around your throat as he continues to pound into you. "Too big for this tiny little pussy?"

You try to shake your head, tears streaming down your face. "Nooo— can take it—"

He squeezes your throat gently, cutting off your air slightly. "That's my fuckin' girl." He thrusts harder, deeper, his balls slapping against you with each movement. "Mhhhf—" You pant heavily, chest rising and falling as your brain turns to mush from the lack of air.

He loves seeing you like this, helpless and full of his big dick. He unwraps his arm suddenly, letting you gasp for air. "You gonna keep saying you can take it?"

You mewl weakly, hands trembling on the sheets. "I— I can—" Before you can even finish your sentence, he grabs your legs and throws them over his shoulders. The new position opens you up even more, allowing him to hit your spot with every single thrust.

He starts fucking you so hard the headboard hits the wall repeatedly. "Keep talkin' shit."

"O-oh— god!" Your words are cut off by a loud scream as he nails that spot inside you again. He continues his brutal pace, his hips snapping forward as he buries himself deep inside you. You can feel every thick inch of him stretching you wide open.

"That's it, scream for me."

"Ohohohfuck—!"

The sound of your high-pitched screams fills the room, mixing with the wet sounds of him slamming into your cunt over and over again. His fingers dig into your legs hard enough to bruise as he holds you in place, using you like his personal fuck toy. "Fuck, you're so tight."

"Matt—"

Hearing his name on your lips sends him over the edge. He pounds into you even harder, his breathing ragged and loud. His cock swells inside you as he starts to come, filling you with his hot cum. "Take it." He growls out, pressing deep inside you.

He stays buried inside you for a moment before pulling out slowly. His cum starts dripping out of stretched hole immediately. He watches as more of his load leaks out, mixed with your own juices. "Good girl." He praises you softly, running a hand down your leg.

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d i f f e r e n t d a d d y m . s

i n w h i c h . . . after finally getting your daughters down to bed, matt’s a different kind of daddy.

w a r n i n g s . . . daddy kink, age gap, dilf!matt, pet names, smut, p in v, frustration, tummy bulge

the girls were asleep. leaving you and matt. hes been frustrated throughout the day, the girls whining and complaining. by the time you got to the bedroom, he took it out on you, lips locking onto yours.

his mouth was on you before you could even exhale. rough. needy. a sharp contrast to how tender he’d been all week. but today? he was fried. drained. pushed to his limit. and you knew it the second he slammed the bedroom door shut behind you.

his lips crashed into yours with the kind of hunger that said, no more patience. his hands tangled into your hair, tugging your head back just enough to deepen the kiss, to groan low into your mouth as your bodies pressed flush.

“they wouldn’t stop complaining about going back to school ,” he muttered against your lips, breath hot, eyes dark. “all day. every second.”

you only nodded—barely—because he was already moving. pushing you back until your knees hit the bed. then down.

his weight followed instantly, not crushing, but claiming. like he needed to drown in you just to feel calm again.

“gonna be quiet f’me?” he asked, low and threatening, even as he kissed up the side of your neck. “they’re finally asleep.”

you swallowed, already breathless. “yes.”

“good,” he whispered, teeth grazing your jaw. “because i’m not stopping this time.”

and he didn’t. not when your shirt came off in one swift tug. not when he bunched the blankets under your hips to angle you just right. not even when you whimpered too loud and his hand clamped softly over your mouth, warning in his eyes but heat in every touch.

his voice dipped to a gravelly hush, fingers still curled over your mouth. “quiet now, baby. don’t wake the girls. let daddy hear you breathe, not scream.”

you whined into his palm anyway—soft, helpless—hips already rocking against the hard outline straining his sweats. matt’s eyes flared with something feral. frustration, exhaustion, want, all churning in one molten pool.

“that’s it,” he coaxed, sliding his hand down to grip your throat instead—light, possessive—just a reminder who was in charge. “open those pretty legs for me.”

you did, thighs trembling. the cotton of his shirt brushed your nipples as he pushed it up, teeth grazing the fullness of one breast before he bit down just hard enough to make you gasp.

“tastes like fuckin’ heaven,” he growled, licking the soreness better. “been thinking about you all damn day. daddy deserves a reward, doesn’t he?”

“yes, daddy,” you whispered back, voice shaking with need.

he smiled. “knew you’d be good.”

without warning he dragged your underwear aside and pressed two fingers straight into your slick heat, knuckles deep, curling until your back bowed. his thumb circled your clit with maddening restraint—just enough pressure to tease, not enough to let you fall over the edge.

“so wet already,” he murmured, watching every twitch.

you nodded frantically. “yours. please—”

he silenced the plea with a slow withdrawal, leaving you clenching around nothing. then he thumbed the head of his cock through your arousal, slicking himself, teasing your entrance with shallow thrusts—barely an inch, then out again.

“inside?” he asked, tone wicked. “you gonna beg?”

“inside,” you panted. “need you. need all of you.”

he pushed in a little deeper, pulled back—still playing. “not loud, though. can’t have you waking the whole damn house.”

you pressed a fist to your mouth, nodding. tears pricked when he withdrew again, your body desperate to be filled. his grin was sharp.

“good girl. hold still.”

he sank fully in a single ruthless stroke, hips meeting yours. the fill was sudden, perfect, stretching you until the breath flew from your lungs. you clawed at his shoulders, muffled sob catching in your chest.

“shh.” he leaned down to bite your earlobe. “take it. daddy’s here. deep, huh? you love feeling me right here—” his hand slid to the slight bulge low in your belly where he pressed. you keened, eyes glazing.

“oh, fuck, baby, that’s mine,” he rasped, rocking shallow, grinding into that sweet spot until stars danced behind your lids. “stay quiet—let daddy fuck the stress out.”

each thrust was a measured, punishing snap of hips, angled just right. the bed creaked faintly, sheets twisting beneath your bodies. sweat glued his shirt to his spine; you tugged until it bunched at his collar, exposing the smooth muscles flexing with every drive forward.

“close,” you whimpered against your knuckles.

he answered with a bruising kiss, swallowing the sound. “then come. right now. make me proud.”

his thumb found your clit again—this time relentless, perfect circles, and your release slammed through you like a wave. thighs shook, muffled cries caught in his mouth. the spasms dragged a curse from him, heat spilling deep inside as he followed you over the edge, groaning “good fuckin’ girl” against your lips.

for a moment he just breathed there, forehead pressed to yours, cock still pulsing inside while aftershocks fluttered around him.

then gentler hands replaced the rough ones—stroking hair from your face, rubbing soothing lines along your sides.

“you okay, angel?” his voice returned to a whisper, soft matt now.

you nodded, still hazy, and he eased out slowly, kissing the wet path left behind. he tucked the blankets around you, cleaned between your thighs with the hem of his discarded shirt, then pulled you onto his chest.

he groaned when he heard little footsteps outside. “be right back, baby.”

he slipped on sweats and disappeared into the hallway.

a / n . . . hate, hate, HATE daddy kinks. no clue what came over me.

[aaliyahsturniolo]

i ADORE iris, i’ve just always loved her, but i feel like she shoulda went home last night. VOTING OFF JEREMIAH WAS 🚨BULLSHIT🚨!! ace, and his little minions all told jeremiah that he needs to find another connection and let go of huda. so jeremiah does that and find a real connection with andreina and they vote him off?!

iris was cool, i didn’t really get attached to her, but she should’ve went home for sure. like casa is tonight and there’s no good connections and feel like hannah and pepe had a pretty decent one.

i think they’re scared jeremiah could actually win, bc he finds connections and sticks with them. all of them are playing only for the money it’s very clear now.

[aaliyahsturniolo]

tumblr tutorials, guides, & tips.

hi!!! i’m rose!!! i suck with tech and honestly this would’ve been helpful when i started so…here ya go lol!!! tutorials made by @muwapsturniolo @sturnioz @sweetshuga. i’ll be adding more tutorials and tips over time <333

tutorials.

masterlist

tag links

taglist

custom text color

dividers

header pics

inserting music

* use picsart for custom fonts and copy and paste. use emojicombos for symbols.

guides.

[ taglist ] - make a post asking people to comment to be added to your taglist or add an authors note at the end of a fic/blurb.

[ tags ] - the #’s of your posts are important. you should have a tag solely dedicated to your blog. tag your work correctly. the first 5 tags are the most important. use popular #’s that are most commonly used and accurate for your specific fic. examples below. look at fics for tag references if needed. note that over tagging sometimes gets flagged as spam and can negatively effect your posts.

#sturniolo smut #sturnioloimagine #sturniolo fluff #sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo

tips.

[ theme ] - there is absolutely no rules. make it look how you want. the more aesthetically pleasing or original may boost your interaction.

[ traction ] - people need to find your name and get to know your writing. go to others inboxes, make friends, comment on others posts. get your name out there!

[ interest ] - traction is sustained by interest. you cannot limit yourself to one specific thing or you will burn out on that certain aspect. be creative, be original, and be yourself. your blog will only sustain interest if you’re being you, not someone else. individually sustains interest.

[ fics ] - headers (pics at the top) will create interest and make an initial impression. also include a brief summary, warnings, and an authors note if you’d like. warnings are not optional when writing triggering concepts.

[ inspo ] - music, pinterest, tiktok’s, ig reels, movies, books, other writing concepts or promts are all sources to utilize. take breaks. let yourself daydream. it’s a lot easier to write something you resonate with and want to rather than what you assume will gain more notes.

i will be adding to this in the future and it will be linked on my pinned <333

with love and big tits, rose 🫶🏻

[aaliyahsturniolo]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

[aaliyahsturniolo]

. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ Sleepy Matt fucks your hand

⚠︎ smut, jerking off, he legit fucks ur hand lmao, jizz eruption 🌋

“fuck, baby,” matt hisses, his teeth gnawing onto his bottom lip as his eyes squint shut. the airy night breeze makes your skin touching his feel electric—like some sort of static energy that’s chasing through your veins.

squeezing the base of his cock in your hand, you smile against his mouth. a deep groan sounds. your heart drops as he grasps for your hips, his sleepy face seeming more alive.

“i—i can’t, i need…need you so bad,” he husks, his voice still tired and strained. you smile as he practically drags you onto his lap, forcing you to shift until your panties are sticky from the precum on his swollen tip.

leaning back down, you capture his mouth in yours. his tongue prods in between your lips hungrily, a certain desperation written in how he’s holding onto you and chasing after the kiss.

“matt…” you taunt, grinning as he stops kissing you back. he’s utterly consumed by pleasure, the feeling of your hand twisting around his length making his ears buzz.

“sweetheart…oh my…fuck, you’re killing me.”

it’s a bit concerning how much your face seems to brighten at the statement. matt finds the growing confidence leaking from your aura inspiring—melting even further under your touch as he starts to rut into your hand.

“plea—pl—mphf!”

he can’t even beg—not even a single coherent word can form as he lets his instincts fully take over.

“c’mon, matt…keep fucking my hand. god, look at you.”

matt follows your directions absentmindedly. his eyes screw shut, his lips parted as he lets out small groans interrupted by sharp breaths.

“gonna—gon—cum, i’m—ohmygod,” he cries, his body tensing as his dick pulses in your grip, thick ropes of warm cum dripping down your knuckles as you slow your rhythm.

riding down the high, he can’t help but look at you with tired eyes—the same tired eyes that made you eager to touch him.

“wanna go to bed after we clean up, hm?”

he nods at the question, lazily reaching out to grab and pull you with little concern for the mess on his half-hard cock.

“matt, i need to clean us up-"

“no. you need to cuddle me. please. i’m tired,” he grumbles, his voice brushing against the hairs on your neck.

you let out an airy laugh, looking down to see his eyes barely open. it makes you proud to see him like this—all messy, all yours.

it feels like a dream.

a/n: this is not proofread at all lmao but i loveeeeee sleepy matt where he looks all tired ✨ thank u for reading! any interaction is appreciated and check out my pinned for more!

with love and big tits, rose 🫶🏻

[aaliyahsturniolo]

— how matt trains you…

★ couldn’t help myself sorry not sorry ★

“y’know you’ve been a really bad girl lately” matt says, sitting on the chair in front of you. you’re with your knees against the mattress, resting both palms against your thighs as you watch him. “i thought we were doing so well, princess. seems like i’m gonna have to train you all over again” a disappointed tone becomes clear in his voice as he shakes his head.

matt place both elbows on each side of the chair, moving his hips forward and spreading his legs apart. matt palms himself over his jeans, carefully watching your reactions. he can see how erect your nipples are, how your chest rises and fall quickly. the way you chew on your bottom lip, your nails scratching your bare skin.

“you’re so desperate aren’t you?” matt whispers, almost as if he wants a confirmation for himself, his own ego. matt reaches inside his underwear, freeing his hardened shaft. he wraps his fingers around his own length, slowly stroking his heavy cock. you squirm in bed, gulping. his veins are thick and his tip is swollen, his thumb rubbing circular motions around his slit. “beg.” matt commands.

you let out a heavy sigh, “matt…” you start, be he quickly cuts you. “no no. beg.” he repeats, delighting himself in your desperation. you nod your head, a slight pout appearing on your lips. “please, please! please ‘m sorry i promise ‘m gonna behave”

he chuckles at you, fastening his pace. you can see the pre cum oozing from his tip, leaking down his cock and costing his hand. “i’ll do anything!” you say, your gaze flickering between his blue eyes and his dick. “‘m sorry i was bad girl i— please, i need you so bad” you whine, tears starting to form in the corners of your eyes.

he suddenly stops. matt loosens his grip, removing his remaining clothes and walking towards you. “wasn’t so hard, was it?” he asks, cupping one of your cheeks and gently caressing your flushed skin. “now you gotta make me proud, yeah?” he continues, licking his lips as you nod in agreement. “good girl.”

[aaliyahsturniolo]

what are my babies bow and matt up to right neooowwww

12:00 pm

matt’s currently locking his hands on her hips while she squirms on top of his face ✨ (he’s literally been eating her out for so long, but he’s not satisfied)

[aaliyahsturniolo]

ngl i feel like nick is the only one out of the three who have lost his virginity help

no offense to matt or chris but they got no game

LMAOOO NONNIE PLS

i’m sure they all have, but he’s definitely the only one getting play as of right now 😭

[aaliyahsturniolo]

you and @mattybsgroupie 😩🤘🏻

YUHYUHYUH MARIAAA YESSSS 😌✨

[aaliyahsturniolo]

𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 | 𝐂.𝐒 & 𝐌.𝐒 ― 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃

▶︎ ၊၊||၊ P power , GUNNA & Drake

chris sturniolo! & matt sturniolo! x f!reader

WARNINGS : smut, dom!chratt, kinda eiffel tower, p in v, unprotected sex, tittyfucking, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, spitting, creampie, aftercare, (no incest obv, usage of "slut" and talk of "milking"

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+

You’re on all fours—back arched, chest slick with spit, thighs trembling from how long they’ve had you like this.

Chris is behind you, one hand planted on the small of your back, the other gripping your hip tight enough to bruise. His cock is buried deep, thick and pulsing inside your soaked cunt as he fucks you with long, punishing thrusts. He drags out slowly until only the swollen head sits inside you, then slams back in—sharp, deep, possessive.

“Listen to that,” he groans, hips slapping into your ass hard, over and over, obscene squelching filling the room as your pussy clenches around him. “Fucking messy, baby. You hear how wet you are for me?”

Each thrust punches a moan out of you, your arms shaking beneath you, drool pooling at the corner of your mouth as Chris uses you like he owns you. His cock hits every perfect spot inside, your body twitching when the head of him brushes your cervix just right.

“Goddamn,” he mutters, sweat dripping from his brow. “Gripping me like a fuckin’ vice, baby god—”

In front of you, Matt is lounging—shirt open, belt undone, cock hard and twitching as you squeeze your tits around it. He’s been letting you work him with your chest while Chris destroys your pussy from behind, and he looks wrecked. Face flushed, chest rising in sharp breaths, eyes glued to the sight of your tits bouncing while his cock slides through them, wet with your spit.

“Fuuck,” Matt groans, his hips twitching up gently into the softness of your breasts. “Do that again. Spit on it, baby.”

You glance up at him, breathless, then tilt your head and let a slow string of spit fall right onto the head of his cock. It drips down, thick and warm, mixing with the sheen already smeared across your chest. He hisses, teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

“That’s it. Shit—makes it slide so easy,” he pants, fucking his cock through your tits harder now, your cleavage hugging every inch. “So fuckin’ hot. You like my cock between these pretty tits?”

Your smile is lazy, fucked out. “You tell me,” you whisper, then lean forward just enough to drag your tongue over the leaking tip.

Matt groans like he’s been punched, eyes fluttering shut. “Jesus Christ, you're fuckin' perfect—our fuckin' pretty good girl, huh?”

Behind you, Chris is panting harder, pace turning feral. His thrusts are brutal now, fucking up into you with loud, wet slaps, cock bullying your cunt deeper with each snap of his hips.

“You gonna come on my cock again?” he growls, leaning forward to slap your ass once—then again, harder.

“You feel that? Feel how deep I am in this tight fucking pretty pussy?”

You choke on a moan, body jolting forward. Your legs are shaking, cunt fluttering around him. He can feel you starting to lose it—starting to fall apart completely, all around him.

Matt pulls his cock from your tits, eyes dark with hunger. “Open that mouth, baby. Wanna feel that sweet throat.”

Your mouth falls open immediately, still leaking spit from the mess you made earlier, and Matt wastes no time. He grabs the back of your head and shoves his cock forward, pressing past your lips and into the tight heat of your throat with one deep, smooth thrust.

You gag—just slightly—but take him anyway, relaxing around the intrusion, tongue pressing against the underside of him as he holds you there.

“Fuck—fuck yes,” he hisses, hips trembling. “So warm… fuckin’ perfect mouth. Don’t move. Let me use it.”

Chris growls low at the sight, slowing just enough to watch Matt fuck your throat while he drives into your cunt. He stares at the way your face looks stretched and ruined around Matt’s cock, your spit clinging to his shaft every time he drags it out before thrusting right back in.

“She’s gagging on it,” Chris groans, grabbing your ass tighter. “You’re making her choke.”

“Good,” Matt spits. “She can take it.”

You’re moaning nonstop now—muffled around Matt’s cock, back arching as Chris pounds into your soaked cunt harder, deeper, rougher. Your pussy clenches, your throat tightens, and your whole body burns.

Chris leans forward, breath hot on your spine. “You want it?” he grunts. “Want us to fucking fill you up?”

You nod as best you can with Matt buried down your throat, a soft whimper slipping from your lips.

Matt thrusts once more, then pulls out just enough to let you breathe—only to shove back in, rough and deep, groaning as he hits the back of your throat.

Your lips stretch wide around him, spit bubbling at the corners of your mouth as you gag softly, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. He doesn’t slow down—his grip tightens in your hair, controlling the angle of your head, hips rolling forward with practiced force.

“Fuck—yeah, just like that,” he pants, watching your throat bulge around the thickness of him. “God, you’re fucking choking on it.”

Your fingers dig into his thighs for stability, body shaking from the force of it—Chris still pounding into your dripping cunt from behind while Matt ruins your throat from the front.

You’re caught between them, filled in every way, stretched and fucked and held in place like their favorite toy.

Matt groans low in his chest, teeth clenched, eyes glued to your flushed, tear-streaked face. “You love it, huh? Mouth so goddamn wet for me. So pretty with your throat stuffed full.”

Chris loses it first.

“Fuck, fuck—I’m gonna come,” he growls, hips slamming into you one last time as his cock throbs, spilling inside you. His cum fills your pussy in hot, heavy spurts, dripping around his cock and down your thighs. “Take it. Take all of it, fuck.”

You scream around Matt’s cock, shaking, sobbing, coming again as Chris fucks his warm come deeper and deeper into your cunt, covering your walls.

Matt jerks out of your mouth, fisting himself fast and messy. “Open up,” he pants. “Tongue out.”

You do—eyes half-lidded, tongue coated in spit—and Matt groans as he comes hard, thick ropes hitting your mouth, chin, tits, even your throat. “Fuckfuck, take it—just like that.”

You swallow what you can, dazed, messy, gasping for air.

Chris spreads your pussy with two fingers to watch his cum leak out of you, while Matt smears the last of his release over your tongue with the tip of his cock.

They both stare at you, wrecked and perfect on your knees, your mouth and pussy used, your chest painted in spit and cum.

“Fuck,” Chris breathes. “She was made for this.”

Matt smirks, voice low and wrecked. “Gonna keep her like this.”

Your limbs feel boneless—shoulders slumped, thighs trembling, mouth raw, cunt aching, every inch of your skin humming from where they touched you.

“Shit,” Chris breathes, voice much softer now as he brushes a hand down your spine. “You okay, baby?”

You nod faintly, cheek resting against the cool pillow beneath you, eyes fluttering shut for a second.

You’re wrecked—thoroughly fucked-out—but you’re okay. More than okay.

Matt’s already tucking himself back in, but not before grabbing a warm towel from the bathroom. You barely notice until something soft and wet presses to your chest, wiping away the mess he left behind with slow, careful strokes.

“Still breathing?” he teases lightly, crouching in front of you, his free hand cupping your jaw. “You did so fuckin’ good.”

You hum weakly, letting your eyes open enough to meet his. His gaze is calmer now, still intense—but not hungry. Just focused. Attentive. Like he’s trying to see if he pushed too far.

Behind you, Chris eases his cock from your pussy, exhaling low through his nose when he sees just how much of him spills out with the motion. He watches it for a moment, then reaches for another towel, gently parting your legs to clean you up with quiet reverence.

“You’re shaking,” he says softly. “C’mere.”

He doesn’t ask—you’re already reaching for him before he finishes speaking. He helps flip you over gently and pulls you into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist as he rocks you close. His lips brush your temple. “That was a lot,” he murmurs. “You were so good for us.”

Matt slides in beside you on the bed, arms folded behind his head as he watches you snuggle into Chris’s chest. Then he lifts one hand, brushing some hair out of your face. “Gotta say… never seen someone take both of us like that before.”

You laugh hoarsely—just a breath of sound—and Matt smirks.

Chris rests his chin on top of your head. “We’re not done with you,” he says, voice low but gentle. “But right now? You just stay here. Let us take care of you.”

You nod against him, completely limp and content, body sore and blissful.

Matt leans in to press a kiss to your shoulder. “We’ll get you some water, baby,” he says. “Then we’ll hold you all fucking night.”

And they do.

well good morning from me everyone !! noticed a weird lack of chratt fics lately soo..

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