fortunatelyverynerd

[fortunatelyverynerd]

⋆˚࿔ private jet ⟢

showing sugardaddy!matt how grateful you are for the private jet.

warning: slight dacryphilia kink, daddy kink, breeding kink.

matt dropped his high-quality duffle bag onto the floor next to yours, watching you with a grin as your eyes lit up at the sight of a neatly arranged bedroom, the sunlight shining through the tiny box-shaped windows. 

“no way, this is yours!” you say so excitedly, your palm running over the edge of the bed, feeling the soft texture of the sheets. matt chuckled behind you, closing the door with a soft click. 

“it’s ours.” he says, his arms finding home around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. “my sweet girl deserves well rested naps, something to lay on while we wait hours until we get to our destinations, don’t you think?” he grins, teasingly kissing your jaw. 

you let out a giggle, slipping away from his grasp to crawl onto the bed, positioning yourself on your knees as you turn to face him. he watches you with a dark gaze, your hands unbuckling his belt in a deliberate manner. “thank you, daddy.” 

“yeah?” he smirks devilishly, gently petting your hair. “show daddy how grateful you are then, sweetie.” his hand drops to your chin, his thumb resting on your bottom lip, rubbing the flesh. 

the sound of the zipper being pulled down was muffled by the loud engine of the private jet, though his belt clinked once his jeans hit the shiny floor. you were so eager to express your gratitude, to show him just how thankful you were. your freshly done acrylics — the ones he paid for— hooked onto the waistband of his designer briefs, tugging them down to pool around his ankle, his hardening cock sprung up, he was veiny but thick. 

“go ahead, baby.” matt pushes, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, sucking in a deep breath as you grip him gently, guiding his tip towards your mouth and slowly wrapping your pink lips around him. he watched with a hungry gaze as you swallowed his cock inch by inch, groaning at the feeling of your warm, wet mouth, the tight muscles closing up on him. 

you bob your head, tears pooling at the corner of your eyes, while he hits the back of your throat, making you choke on his size. “careful, sweetheart,” he warns with authority, the sound of his low tone sending a shiver down to your cunt, drenching the fabric of your thong. matt cradles your face, wiping away the teardrops with his thumb, he felt a mixture of excitement and something so sinister at the sight of you staining your cheeks. he tilted his head off to the side as he whispered, “pretty little mess.” 

without a warning, he jerked his hips forward, throwing his head back while his shaft disappeared into your mouth. slowly he plowed into your muscles, leaving you freshly bruised. “god, i love how you take me.” he breathes out, both hands cupped your cheeks, holding you steady as he abused your mouth. “such a doll– fuck— just f’me to spoil and use.” 

you whine and whimper around his cock, your vision fully blurry and your pussy aching, dripping with need. you almost sure the two flight attendants could hear the slurping, choking sounds you were making mixed with his groans right outside the door, but you didn’t care, not when he was using you like this— like his pretty toy. 

matt felt the cold blood rush through him, his balls growing heavy with his load. he couldn’t take the heat anymore, he wanted to reach his climax, but not in your mouth– he needed to feel your tight walls around him. he stroked himself as he tugged your hair back, a string of saliva hanging from his cockhead to your lips. 

“wanna fill you up, sweetheart.” he rasps out, watching you flip onto your back, hiking up your pretty dress around your waist, moving your red thong to the side. “oh you want that too, huh?” he taunts, hooking his hands around your ankles, dragging you to the edge. his cock runs along your wet folds, tapping your pussy before plunging himself into your hole, igniting a cry from your lips as his thickness stretched you out. “gonna fill this tummy up.” 

you gasp softly at his taunting words, his chest pressed against yours, all while his hips move up and down from your pelvis. his mouth finds your ear, whispering filthy dreams that were so wrong but felt right in that moment. 

“yeah? gonna let me knock you up?” he mutters, humming while his left hand reaches down to rub circles on your clit. “keep you as my little secret forever.”

“f-fuck, daddy!” your moans earn a chuckle out of him, digging his sweaty head deeper into your neck. “yeah i think that's a good idea.” he continues plowing into you for the remainder of the fight, using and filling your tight gummy walls up with his cum until the two of you were satisfied.

© 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗌𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗍

note ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ double drop from kitty mhm 🙂‍↕️ thank you to my sweet rory ( @/chrisstvrns ) for the idea! brb gonna go bounce on matt!