chrisdoll

[chrisdoll]

YOU’RE TOO SWEEETTT ILYY :(

your blog is so so cute!!!

omg stoppp. that means sm coming from you?? like have you seen your blog?? literal perfection 𐔌՞꜆.  ̫.꜀՞𐦯

[chrisdoll]

[chrisdoll]

[chrisdoll]

😭😭😭😭

my handsome, elegant, intelligent, charming, kind, thoughtful, strong, courageous, creative, brilliant, gentle, humble, generous, passionate, wise, funny, loyal, dependable, graceful, radiant, calm, confident, warm, compassionate, witty, adventurous, respectful, sincere, magnetic, bold, articulate, empathetic, inspiring, honest, patient, powerful, attentive, uplifting, classy, friendly, reliable, ambitious, intuitive, talented, supportive, grounded, determined, charismatic, extraordinary, trustworthy, noble, dignified, perceptive, innovative, refined, considerate, balanced, open-minded, composed, imaginative, mindful, optimistic, virtuous, noble-hearted, well-spoken, quick-witted, deep, philosophical, fearless, affectionate, expressive, emotionally intelligent, resourceful, delightful, fascinating, sharp, selfless, driven, assertive, authentic, vibrant, playful, observant, skillful, generous-spirited, practical, comforting, brave, wise-hearted, enthusiastic, dependable, tactful, enduring, discreet, well-mannered, composed, mature, tasteful, joyful, understanding, genuine, brilliant-minded, encouraging, well-rounded, magnetic, dynamic, radiant, radiant-spirited, soulful, radiant-hearted, insightful, creative-souled, justice-minded, reliable-hearted, tender, uplifting-minded, persevering, devoted, angelic, down-to-earth, golden-hearted, gentle-spirited, clever, courageous-hearted, courteous, harmonious, loyal-minded, beautiful-souled, easygoing, sincere-hearted, respectful-minded, comforting-voiced, confident-minded, emotionally strong, respectful-souled, imaginative-hearted, protective, noble-minded, confident-souled, wise-eyed, loving, serene, magnetic-souled, expressive-eyed, brilliant-hearted, inspiring-minded, and absolutely unforgettable matthew bernard sturniolo

[chrisdoll]

DELILAH CALM DOWN. BREATHE.

my handsome, elegant, intelligent, charming, kind, thoughtful, strong, courageous, creative, brilliant, gentle, humble, generous, passionate, wise, funny, loyal, dependable, graceful, radiant, calm, confident, warm, compassionate, witty, adventurous, respectful, sincere, magnetic, bold, articulate, empathetic, inspiring, honest, patient, powerful, attentive, uplifting, classy, friendly, reliable, ambitious, intuitive, talented, supportive, grounded, determined, charismatic, extraordinary, trustworthy, noble, dignified, perceptive, innovative, refined, considerate, balanced, open-minded, composed, imaginative, mindful, optimistic, virtuous, noble-hearted, well-spoken, quick-witted, deep, philosophical, fearless, affectionate, expressive, emotionally intelligent, resourceful, delightful, fascinating, sharp, selfless, driven, assertive, authentic, vibrant, playful, observant, skillful, generous-spirited, practical, comforting, brave, wise-hearted, enthusiastic, dependable, tactful, enduring, discreet, well-mannered, composed, mature, tasteful, joyful, understanding, genuine, brilliant-minded, encouraging, well-rounded, magnetic, dynamic, radiant, radiant-spirited, soulful, radiant-hearted, insightful, creative-souled, justice-minded, reliable-hearted, tender, uplifting-minded, persevering, devoted, angelic, down-to-earth, golden-hearted, gentle-spirited, clever, courageous-hearted, courteous, harmonious, loyal-minded, beautiful-souled, easygoing, sincere-hearted, respectful-minded, comforting-voiced, confident-minded, emotionally strong, respectful-souled, imaginative-hearted, protective, noble-minded, confident-souled, wise-eyed, loving, serene, magnetic-souled, expressive-eyed, brilliant-hearted, inspiring-minded, and absolutely unforgettable matthew bernard sturniolo

[chrisdoll]

⟡ SQUIRT FOR ME ౨ৎ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐

⤷ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦

⤷ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐬

you can't help but let out a soft moan as you lean back against the kitchen counter, the cold surface sending a delicious shiver down your spine. your heart is racing, and your chest is heaving with each labored breath you take. the dim kitchen is lit only by the moonlight streaming in through the window.

matts voice, husky and low, breaks through the charged silence that clings to the air. "you're so beautiful like this," he murmurs, his gaze locked onto yours. "tell me what you want."

you can't form words, your mind a jumbled mess of need and want, but you don't need to. your body speaks volumes, and matt listens intently. he presses a searing kiss to your neck, his lips trailing down to the hollow of your collarbone. his teeth graze the sensitive skin there, causing you to arch into him, seeking more of his touch. “w—want you so badly…” you murmur.

with deft fingers, he unbuttons your jeans, pulling them down along with your panties in one swift motion. the cool air of the kitchen hits your bare skin, making you gasp. you lift your legs, hooking them around his waist as he supports your weight with ease. the way he holds you, so sure and steady, it's as if you're weightless.

matt slides a finger inside you, and your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. he's gentle, but not hesitant. he knows exactly how to touch you, how to make you moan and writhe against him. another finger joins the first, and you can't help but rock your hips against his hand, desperate for more.

a desperate urge takes hold of you, urging you to grind down harder on his fingers, to chase the pleasure that's building inside you like a storm on the horizon. matt watches you, his eyes glinting with desire as he feels your inner walls clenching around his fingers.

"god, you're so tight," he growls, adding a third finger and curving them just so. the sensation is overwhelming, too much and not enough all at once. you cry out, the sound echoing off the kitchen walls. it's too much, but it's also not enough. you need...more.

"matt," you gasp, pleading. "i need...i need more."

matt doesn't need to be told twice. he withdraws his fingers and lines himself up at your entrance. you feel him press against you, and then with a firm thrust, he's inside you. the stretch is exquisite, filling you completely.

you wrap your arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as he starts to move. each thrust is deep and deliberate, sending waves of pleasure cascading through you. his hands are on your ass, guiding you against him, increasing the friction with each movement.

your moans turn into cries as he hits that spot inside you, the one that makes stars explode behind your eyelids. you can't catch your breath, can't think. all you can do is feel.

and then it happens. a familiar sensation. it starts low in your belly, a building pressure that threatens to explode. it's intense and overwhelming, but it feels so good.

"matt," you whisper, your voice trembling. "i...i think i'm going to..."

but before you can finish, it hits you. a gush of warmth floods your senses, and you're squirting for the first time in your life. your vision blurs, and your whole body tenses as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

matt doesn't stop. he doesn't falter. instead, he groans and continues to move, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chases his own release. he's so turned on by what's happening, by the way your body is reacting to him. his hands grip your hips tighter, his nails digging into your flesh as he loses himself in the moment.

"fuck love, that was so hot…you're amazing," he grunts, his voice laced with raw desire. "cum for me again."

his words are like magic, sparking another wave of orgasmic bliss that leaves you breathless and writhing in his arms. you're crying out his name, tears streaming down your face as the pleasure becomes too much to bear.

finally, with one last thrust, matt finds his release inside you. he's moaning your name, his body shaking as he comes undone. he buries his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin.

as the aftershocks of your orgasms slowly fade away, you cling to matt, your heart still racing with the intensity of what just happened. the room is filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing, the smell of sex hangs heavy in the air.

matt pulls back slightly, looking down at you with a gentle smile on his face. "that was so hot," he whispers, his voice full of wonder. you nod, still trying to catch your breath. "it was," you agree, your voice hoarse.

he pulls out slowly, the loss of him inside you leaving you feeling empty and wanting more. but as he wraps his arms around you, holding you close, you know that this isn't the end. this is just the beginning.

© chrisdoll

💌: @chrislova

[chrisdoll]

me too queen don’t worry 😭

please he looked so good this video im feral. but anyway now he needs to stop edging and release the unreleased fresh love.

[chrisdoll]

on you 𝜗𝜚 matthew sturniolo

cw—nerd!matt, unprotected sex, sub!matt?, hints of breeding kink.

a sheepish moan falls from matt's mouth as he fucks into you, cock sliding in and out of your pussy with ease. you clench around him tighter as he buries his head into your neck, body getting weaker as his orgasm approaches. “do—don't squeeze me like that—can't fill you up so soon,” he breathes, moving his head to look at you. “can't help it. you're fucking me too good” you moan, gliding your nails down his back.

the wooden bed creaked and scratched against the same material floor, the aggressiveness of the sex affecting the whole room. the air turned humid, and his dark glasses fogged up, blocking his blue eyes from your sight. frusturated, he grunts as he fucks into you, cock twitching inside you. his determination to make you cu, made your stomach turn and your pussy dampen. it was so sexy.

desperation filled matt's sweaty body, guiding his every movement.  slender hips meeting your ass as he ruts into you. his fingers making your skin pale from the tightness of his grip. you watch him in awe as he tries to multi-task, going from focusing on fucking you to keeping his glasses on his face so he can see you. “you look so pretty matty,” you praise, pushing his hair out his face. pausing mid-thrust, blushes and smiles “t—t-thank you.”

“especially with your glasses on, looking all cute and nerdy,” you continue, wanting to see him get flushed. his eyes lit up, and his hips stuttered at the simple compliments. his hands moved in front of his face as he seemingly adjusted his glasses. except he wasn't. taking the black frames in his grip, he removes them, bringing them to your face and giving you a new accessory. he smiles before resuming his thrusts, the pleasure he was giving you the only thing on his mind now. “they look prettier on you anyway.”

✉️ @courta13 @sophand4n4

[chrisdoll]

you’re very pink and pretty and cutesy i luv ur vibe !!!

you’re too sweet you’re making me blush so hard rn :((( i love YOUR vibe your theme is everything

[chrisdoll]

fuck i love youuuuu i may just start crying :((

your theme is everything

thank youuuu gorgeous <33 i love your theme sooo much its so pink & pretty !!

[chrisdoll]

please he looked so good this video im feral. but anyway now he needs to stop edging and release the unreleased fresh love.

[chrisdoll]

fuck omg

ㅤㅤㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤLAP-RIDING CHRIS WHILE HE'S GAMINGㅤ ׅ ㅤ ⊹ㅤ

ׅ ⊹ㅤwarning;ㅤsmut, gamer!chris x needygf!reader dynamic, lap-riding, cockwarming, mild dumbification

where . . . Chris was mid-game, mic on, eyes glued to the screen, talking quietly to his teammates. But he kept glancing toward you — standing just behind his setup, arms folded, silently begging for attention.

He’d tossed out a quick excuse—lag or whatever—mumbling it into the mic while clicking the toggle, and no one questioned it. They couldn’t see what you were doing, after all.

“You wanna be good for me, baby?” he’d whispered against your throat, headset already on, screen glowing blue in front of him. “Then sit here and keep me warm. Quiet. I’ll be done soon.”

The thing was — Chris wasn’t just big. He was mean about it, in the most infuriatingly patient way. He knew exactly how full he left you. The way his cock curved just slightly up and dragged against that perfect spot inside you. How your body always, always clenched around him too tightly at first, gasping for breath like it was your first time every time.

And when he stayed there—deep, unmoving, snug inside you for what felt like forever—it drove you crazy.

Now, nearly thirty minutes later, you were soaked, aching, twitchy with need and still filled to the brim. His cock pulsed gently inside you every time he said a command or shifted in his gaming chair, and you swore he was doing it on purpose.

The low thrum of his voice in the mic didn’t help either.

“Left side, I pinged him—no, bro, flank him,” Chris muttered, barely aware that you were squirming more now, trying to rub your swollen folds on the waistband of his sweats. You buried your face into his hoodie, biting down hard to muffle a moan.

He noticed.

One of his hands left the keyboard to squeeze your thigh — hard. He murmured, leaning down against her ears, “Still, babe...”

You nodded against him, but your hips betrayed you, rolling forward in slow, searching circles. Just enough to feel the stretch, just enough to feel him press against that spot inside that made your breath hitch.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck...fuck—”

Click. Mic muted.

“Are you seriously trying to ride me right now?”

You nodded. Again. This time on purpose. Eyes glassy. “Need you,” you whispered. “Feels too good. Can’t just sit—Chris, I can’t…”

His eyes stayed locked on yours for another second before he moved his eyes on the screen. “You’re losing your mind over cock you already have. That desperate, dove?”

You whined. You were past the point of caring how pathetic you sounded.

He reached down, palming your hips, letting you move just once — a single needy bounce — and you gasped, clenching down so hard he hissed through his teeth.

“Shi— Alright.”

Another click. Headset off.

“You want it that bad? Then ride.” His voice dropped to a low growl. “But you’re not cumming until I say. Understood?”

Your hands gripped his shoulders as you nodded frantically, already lifting yourself up and sinking back down, moaning into his hoodie. He was so deep. Stretching you like he had all night, but now — now it was moving. Now every thick inch dragged against your walls, wet and desperate, slick sounds filling the quiet room.

Chris leaned back in the chair, hands gripping your thighs now, watching you lose it. His jaw was tight, his eyes unreadable—hungry, locked on the way your body shook every time you took him in again.

“Messy little thing,” he muttered, voice rough now. “All that whining, just to fuck yourself stupid on my cock.”

You tried to talk — a plea, a thank you, something — but your mouth wouldn’t work. Only broken moans, dizzy gasps, and the sound of skin meeting skin as you picked up pace, using him, grinding down until the world blurred.

His cock throbbed harder, twitching inside you like it knew you were close. And you were. So close you were shaking.

“Chris—please—can I—”

He leaned in, mouth brushing your ear.

“No.”

ㅤㅤ۫ㅤㅤ꒰ㅤ@ RiNSAEㅤ꒱ㅤㅤdo not work or copyㅤㅤ⊹ㅤdo you want next part? what could he do? murmuring praise && filty stuff or bend you over?ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤcomment if you want part 2!

[chrisdoll]

ur so cute

omg im gonna cry thank you ily!! 😭😭

[chrisdoll]

is it the lacy black pair with the little bows?

can i…guess the color of your underwear?

you don’t have to guess you can take a peak anytime you want lovee 😉

[chrisdoll]

im excited for todays videoo but if they read my story i might just throw up

[chrisdoll]

ur theme is beautiful angel !!!🤍

thank you so muchhh loveyyyy you’re the sweetest!!! 🤍

[chrisdoll]

⟡ DRESSING ROOM ౨ৎ 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐

⤷ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 ��𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭

⤷ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 ����𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩.

chris watches you as you wiggle into a bathing suit in the dressing room. you're both getting ready for a summer vacation to hawaii and chris insisted on coming to the store with you. he'd told you how much he loved watching you try on clothes, and that he wanted to see all the bathing suits you would try on this time. you didn't mind too much, and picked out a bunch of suits you thought he would like.

this one is a nice red color that makes your eyes pop. it's high-waisted, but it's not too big, it hugs your body perfectly. as you turn around, chris moves close to you, his hands coming up to rest on your hips. "fuck, you look incredible," he tells you, his voice low and sultry. he's standing directly behind you, his chest pressed against your back, and his face buried in your neck. he nips at your skin, his fingers digging into your sides.

he guides your hand to the front of the bathing suit, showing you the mirror. "look how hot you are," he growls in your ear, his breath tickling your skin. you can feel him getting hard against your back. without waiting for your permission, his hand slips into the front of your bathing suit. you moan as his fingers slip into your folds, finding your already wet pussy. he pumps his fingers in and out of you, rubbing at your clit. he's making you so wet already.

"keep looking in the mirror, baby," he tells you, his voice low and sultry. "if you look away, i'm gonna stop." you don't want him to stop. his fingers are working magic on your body, making you so hot and needy. but moaning, oh god, you're moaning so loud. chris's free hand comes up to cover your mouth.

"shh, baby. other people might hear." he whispers to you, still pumping his fingers in and out of you. "you're so fucking hot, but you need to be quiet." he takes his hand out of your bathing suit, and spins you around to face him. without giving you any warning, he grabs your head and presses it down towards his dick.

"suck my dick, baby. that'll keep you quiet." you don't argue with him. instead, you sink to your knees and start to undo his pants. you can feel your arousal dripping down your legs. he's not wrong, he is so good with his fingers.

as soon as his pants are down, you take his hard dick in your mouth. you suck on it eagerly, bobbing your head up and down. chris is moaning above you, his fingers tangling in your hair. "god, you look so sexy right now," he tells you, his voice strained with pleasure. "i love seeing you in that bathing suit while you suck my dick."

he thrusts into your mouth, not caring that you're still wearing the bathing suit you were trying on. you don't care either, though. you're too focused on making him cum. it doesn't take long before chris is pulling out of your mouth, cum dripping down your chin and the front of the bathing suit. "i'm gonna cum all over that perfect body," he warns you, his voice hoarse.

you watch in the mirror as he comes all over your stomach, the cum mixing with your arousal. he's breathing heavily as he looks at you in the mirror, a wicked smile on his face. "yeah, that's definitely the one," he says with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

© chrisdoll

⤷ 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 🪽: im scared no ones gonna like this but anyway hi!!

💌: @chrislova