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✮ boyfriend!matt fucking his girlfriend

|| matt's pov ||

"Maaatt, put it in already", she screamed my name excitedly, spreading her legs wider like an obedient slut as I rubbed my cock against her pink panties. She was already so wet that the fabric was showing, giving me a perfect and honorable view of her hungry pussy.

"Calm down, pretty girl. I want to take my time with you," I whispered, holding my dick against her clit, giving weak thrusts, loving the precision of her folds against the tip of my cock.

She moaned slowly, writhing even more – which made me want to tease her. I wanted so badly to stick my cock in that naughty whore, but it couldn't be that easy with my girlfriend. I let out a moan, biting my lip, squeezing my cock with my hand and dragging the length across her lips, teasing her impatience.

"Matt, please, please," she whimpered, her glasses fogging up, her gaze dropping to her crotch. I gripped her thigh, running my hand over the soft, reddened skin. "You have to be more patient, baby," I said, even though I wanted to ram my cock deep inside her.

Her high-pitched whimpers filled the room. "I haven't even put it in yet and you're already crying like a bitch."

She nodded slightly, like the perfect slut she was. I continued to rub my cock against her stained panties—this time, not only with her lube, but also with my pre-cum, and it gave me immense pleasure.

She bucked against me unconsciously, letting out soft moans as I pulled her panties aside, placing the tip at her needy hole. "Yes, yes. That's it", she bit her lip desperately, shaking her body and aggravating her moans. Faced with that situation, I persuaded her with a ruthless purpose, slapping her face to silence her. I knew she loved it when I hit her; she liked to feel helpless and I always wanted to make her feel that vulnerable.

I remember one time when I was fucking her, early in our relationship, and she asked me to spit in her mouth and hit her face until it turned red, and I gladly complied with her request.

After I had hit her, she fell silent, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. I approached, took off her glasses and kissed her, feeling the sweetness of her lips against mine. She took advantage of the situation and squeezed my cock with her hand, tilting my size inside her and, for a little while, I gave in, but soon I pulled away from her mouth and her touch.

"If you keep this up I'm going to cum and leave you with nothing", I said harshly. She cringed, her doe eyes ready to fill with more tears. However, before the whole scene, I put one of her legs over my shoulder and thrust the tip precisely deeper inside, grunting audibly. It was incredible that, every time I fucked her, it seemed like it was my first time in that tight little pussy.

She buried her head in the pillow, taking off her blouse and giving me the perfect view of those little breasts that I loved so much. I got closer to her body and, consequently, reached the depth of her intimacy, making her scream in despair. I leaned down to bite her begging nipple, giving consistency to the thrusts in her pussy. The way she swallowed me and squeezed me felt so good, so pleasurable... I would never admit it, but, every time, with each deep thrust, I held back an eager and desperate moan just like hers.

I continued sucking her nipple, listening to the symphony of moans in her first language that I didn't even understand, but I was sure that at some point I heard a "fuck me so good" coming out of her lips so urgently and slowly. "Taking me so good, baby", I moaned against her ruined nipple, sucking with intensity. She whimpered in my ear, pulling my hair hard and I loved it.

I sped up my movements as her moans became higher pitched and her pussy wetter; my hips moved against hers so strongly, bringing me the distant feeling of need; each more deliberate in pursuing our pleasure.

"Mhmm, that's it, fuck. You feel so good. Are you gonna cum on my dick, baby?" I asked, gritting my teeth, feeling the rush of cum consume me, but at the same time I wanted that biting sensation to last forever. She nodded and I smiled with desire.

"You love it when I fuck you like this, don't you? You love it when I stick it inside that pussy!" I moaned, not giving a damn if my brothers would hear us. That was always my favorite part. I loved being dirty with her, I loved talking dirty and filling my mouth with obscene words. She agreed with everything I exclaimed, saying in a slurred voice and a foreign accent: "Yes, yes, Matt. Mhmm, you fill me up so good.."

She asked me several times not to stop, squeezing me tighter and tighter with her wet pussy. I touched her clit with my finger, without stopping my movements and I bent down to kiss her once more, moving my tongue against hers. "You-e 'so hot," she said with some difficulty, making me smile into her mouth like a lovesick idiot – which I indeed was.

At one point, while I was masturbating her, she told me she was close to her orgasm and I steadied my movements feeling the prowess of her heat. She writhed and let out high-pitched moans and when I thrust once more, she squirted on my cock. I pulled out, masturbating her clit more, prolonging her release. I opened and closed my mouth with clenched teeth, hissing for her to be quiet. The feeling of her pussy wetting me stirred deep in my chest with immensity.

She had made a mess of my bed, soaking the entire sheet – which made me even more excited. I fingered her entrance and then licked my fingers, moaning at the taste of her mouth. She frowned in disbelief.

I thrust my cock inside her once more, even though she said she couldn't take it anymore, I continued thrusting, amazed by the sounds our hips made. She screamed and writhed, making me more and more frantic. "Such a good girl for me!"

I moved tirelessly, moaning in unison, delirious at the way she held me. I thrust once, twice, three times until my orgasm hit me without blinking. I came inside my girlfriend, drunk with pleasure and sober with desire. I left chaste kisses on her lips, neck, collarbones, the gap between her breasts... Until I gave in to exhaustion — pulling out of her and lying down next to her. She cried in my ear as I pulled out. "Shhh," I whispered.

I found the strength to get up picking up my underwear from the floor. I got dressed, watching her close her eyes slowly, like a delicate princess, and tried to change the sheets without waking her, moving her body to the other end of the bed when necessary.

After a few minutes, I lay down next to her, covering us. She shifted to the other side, making me the bigger spoon and I fell asleep with my hand on her breast, feeling the warmth of her body against mine so tenderly.

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this is so matt sturniolo coded 😭

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— toy ★ matt sturniolo

— CONTENTS: established relationship; handjob (m receiving); use of sex toys (m receiving); sub!matt

— NOTES: i was gonna write a blurb based on this request but i got inspired and ended up being longer than i expected, so here’s fic! a little bit of perv!matt, inspired by my queen @mattscoquette ♡ all credits to her! and don’t forget to wish her a happy birthday!!!!! not proofread as usual, i apologize for any mistakes! enjoy ♡

a narrow beam of light entered the darkened room through the door crack. matt had forgotten to lock his bedroom, far too concerned about the pathetic erection in his pants to notice this minor incident, especially when you looked absolutely breathtaking. he could remember perfectly the pictures you had taken together, most of which had you on his lap, riding his cock. his angle was often from underneath you, matt's view being covered by your breasts, while still being able to glimpse your locks and your sweet smile.

matt quickly leaned his back against the headboard, settling into a comfortable position before unbuttoning his pants and pulling his dick out, the stiff shaft slapping against his tummy. he let out a long sigh as he gripped the base and started to stroke himself, bringing his palm up to his tip and spreading the pre-cum across his cock.

he then reached for his phone and unlocked the screen, scrolling across to his ���us” album, which contained several explicit photos of the two of you. your favorite was one in which his long, slender fingers held your panties, a wide cum stain marking the spot where he had rubbed his tip on. of course matt didn't wash your panties when he literally stole them from you, using your remaining juices to jerk off, making the fabric even dirtier.

“shit” he muttered as he opened his personal favorite, one in which you were kneeling on the floor, your hair in disarray, looking completely fucked out. you had your tongue sticking out in an almost pornographic manner, a tiny pool of cum lingering on your tongue and a few more spurts of his release smeared across your face.

as matt scrolled through the pictures, he found a short video. it was only a few seconds — just enough for his cock to twitch inside his fist, forcing him to speed up his movements. matt's breathing became heavier as he remembered what happened that night. the video didn't do justice to the mess you both had made, only showing a vibrator pressed against his cock.

matt's pathetic sounds were louder than the toy itself, and the white ropes smeared across his tummy revealed that this wasn't his first time cumming. your voice was soft and gentle, praising him at the same time you almost mocked him, “aww, is my babyboy tired? i thought you were gonna be a good boy for me hm sweetie?”. matt threw his head back and allowed his hips to buck upwards, fucking his own hand, as if you were really there. he was too shy to tell you about this boner — he hated telling you when he was needy — and tried hard not be a perv, but it's too damn hard when you looked that good.

it didn't take long for you to notice matt's absence, glancing across the house and seeking out his blue eyes. you headed towards his bedroom, wondering if perhaps he just needed some time alone. however, the door was half-open, and a low, whimpering sound filled the dark room. “matt?” you whispered as you carefully stepped in. you were startled by the bright light coming from matt's phone screen, reflecting against his pleasure filled expression.

you clicked your tongue in the roof of your mouth, closing the door and finally locking it. you dragged your feet in slow steps towards matt — who didn’t notice your presence, too busy listening to your voice playing in loop through the speakers.

“you’re a bad boy, matthew” you said. matt instinctively stopped the strokes on his dick, widening his blue orbs in surprise. “what are you watching hm?” you questioned, but he didn’t bother answering. you got closer, laying in bed next to him and stealing the phone from his palm.

you remembered that night very vividly. matt had been a brat all day. he had fucked your throat a few hours earlier, pulling your hair and eating you out for hours — for his pleasure only. but you never went easy on him. you wanted to lock his cock in a cage, restrain him from cumming.

since he wanted it so badly, you’d bring him to exhaustion. you decided to use your toys — your vibrator, specifically, buzzing across his nipples and going down his torso. you played with his balls and finally went for his tip, the sweet torture of overstimulation taking over his sensitive body.

“is that what you wanted?” you cooed, your long nails scratching his pale skin. “you know what you gotta do when you wanna touch yourself don’t you?”

“g-gotta ask permission” matt mumbled, gasping when your hand replaced his own. you began to gently stroke his dick in a slow, steady pace. matt whined at the sudden softness coming from you — he went there alone because he wanted to cum fast. your sweet words would only delay his orgasm, making matt furrow his eyebrows in frustration.

“why so pouty?” you asked, holding back a chuckle. “hm? you want me to do the same as in the video?” he nodded desperately, bucking his hips forward, in a failed attempt to get some relief to his aching cock.

you reached for the nightstand, opening the first drawer and grabbing your vibrator. a shiver went down matt’s spine when he heard the buzzing sound, his veins growing thicker around his length. you brought the toy to his balls, spasms taking over matt’s body from the sudden stimulation.

“fuck fuck fuck” matt spitted out, forcing the back of his head against the pillow and squeezing his eyes shut. one of his hands reached for you, needing some reassurance that you were still there, right by his side. you interlocked your fingers, gently caressing matt with your thumb while your other hand continued to press the toy on his shaft, slowly making your way up to his tip.

“feeling good?” you asked, noticing how his teeth chewed on his bottom lip, turning the flesh into a purple tone. you wanted to do the same on matt’s neck — mark him up completely — but the poor boy was already on the verge of crying. his slit spilled tiny ropes of pre-cum, the familiar knot on his lower tummy begging to be released.

“don’t you think we should record another video, baby?” you questioned matt. his foggy mind and the overwhelming search for his orgasm wouldn’t let him think properly, simply nodding as high-pitched whimpers escaped from the back of his throat. “good boy, makin’ me so proud” you praised, unlocking his cellphone and opening the camera.

“good boy?” matt repeated, as if he wanted more. he wanted to be praised, to be told that he was being such a good boy receiving his punishment. you placed the vibrator right on his tip and turned on the highest setting. matt panted heavily, still asking for your attention. “‘m good boy?”

“you are such a good boy” you said, pressing record. matt knew he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back, crying out loud “cum! gon’ cum!” when he finally reached his high. thick spurts of cum released from his slit, the warm, sticky liquid spilling over the vibrator and all the way to his tummy. you captured it perfectly, his throbbing cock still twitching as he felt the remains of his orgasm.

you turned off the toy, receiving a relieved sigh from matt. he didn’t let go of your hand, instead pulling you closer and making himself comfortable, nuzzling his head on your chest. “you know what?” you started, watching the video you had just recorded. “maybe we should filming these more often!”

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ctfu i love my mom sometimes

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did u guys know a vagina is a woman’s penis??

i learned from chris😁

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— matt’s intro!

@ matt or matthew, minor.

i’m taken, and i love my girlfriend so so so much

white ; english please ,

🎵- mac miller, lil peep, kid cudi, tyler the creator, xxxtentacion, juice wrld, pinkpantheress, beabadoobee, clairo, cigarettes after sex, alex g, taylor swift, eyedress, lana del ray, etc.

📺- sturniolo triplets, tuv, jake webber, benoftheweek, sam and colby, ravon, chomptv, ryan trahan, internet anarchist, flamingo, crispy concords, urban rescue ranch, etc.

some photos that remind me of myself / my core :)

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✰ chris loves to suck on your tits. especially when they’re sensitive

warnings : tit sucking. slight mention of menstrual cycle. sub!chris. praising. slight mommy!kink. i think that’s it?

chris was lying beside you, his head resting on your shoulder, but you could feel the way his gaze kept darting down to your chest. he was trying to be patient—he really was—but the way you shifted slightly, your oversized shirt sliding just enough to tease him, was driving him insane.

“baby…” he whispered, his voice soft and pleading. his hand hesitantly drifted to your waist, thumb tracing soothing circles against your skin. “can i… please?”

you turned your head to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “please, what?”

chris swallowed hard, his cheeks flushed a deep pink. he looked embarrassed to even say it, his lips parting and closing as he tried to find the right words.

finally, he ducked his head, his voice a little whiny as he spoke. “i just want them in my mouth so bad. Please let me… you know i love how sensitive they are when you’re—”

“chris,” you interrupted, fighting back a smirk at how desperate he sounded. “you’re such a baby.”

his head snapped up, and his wide, pleading eyes locked onto yours. “i am, but I’m your baby. please, just—let me make you feel good. i’ll be so gentle, i promise. please?”

your resolve cracked at the way his voice shook with need, and you sighed, tugging your shirt up to reveal your chest. “fine, but you better be careful. they’re really sore right now.”

chris’ face lit up like he’d been handed the world, and he wasted no time, sitting up slightly so he could lean down and press soft, reverent kisses over your breasts. “thank you, thank you, thank you,” he mumbled between kisses, his hands carefully bracketing your ribs.

he glanced up at you one last time, seeking permission, and when you nodded, he let out a shaky breath before taking your nipple into his mouth. the first flick of his tongue against the sensitive bud made you gasp, and chris moaned at the sound, his hips pressing subtly into the mattress.

“you’re so perfect,” he mumbled against your skin, his voice muffled but clear. “… i love this. i love you.”

you tangled your fingers into his hair, tugging lightly, and he whimpered, the sound vibrating against your chest. he sucked gently, his tongue swirling in slow, teasing motions that made you squirm beneath him.

“chris,” you whispered, your voice breathy. “you’re being so good. such a good boy.”

the praise seemed to light him up, his moans growing louder as he nuzzled closer, switching to your other breast with a soft, desperate plea. “i wanna stay here forever. please, let me keep going. let me make you feel better.”

you couldn’t help but smile at his neediness, running your fingers through his hair as his tongue continued to swirl over your sensitive bud.

your fingers gripped the strands tighter, holding him closer against your skin as his mouth continued to suck your sensitive bud, a high pitched moan slipped past your lips, back arching toward him.

“stay as long—ngh—as you’d like baby. making mommy feel so good.”

a/n : oh i love sub chris and sub matt. gonna start writing more things for them both.

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✰ chris loves having something in his mouth

warnings : sub!chris. masturbation (m). oral fixation. mommy kink. dom!reader. pet names (baby, good boy, sweetheart).

chris’ body is sprawled out beneath you, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he looks up at you with his wide eyes. his lips parted as loud whines slip past them. your hand moving rapidly between your bodies, up and down his leaking cock.

your hand draws up, squeezing the tip before moving back down, chris’ back arching as a loud gasp echos in the room. his teeth sinking into his bottom lip, as he sucks it into his mouth.

“mm, what’s wrong sweetheart?” you cooed, bringing your free hand up to brush through his tousled hair—small strands clinging to his sweaty skin. he quickly releases his lip, mouth opening in an ‘o’ as you squeeze his length harder. “n-nothing.” he murmurs, though his eyes betray him.

they flicker toward your hand, watching the way your fingers are delicately wrapped around him, move up and down on his cock. you smirked, withdrawing your free hand from his hair, dragging it down the side of his head. “oh, i see.” you teased. “d’you want mommy’s fingers baby?”

he whined, cheeks flushing as he nods his head slightly—his tongue darting out to wet his lips. without hesitation, you bring your hand to the side of his face, brushing your fingers lightly across his cheek before slipping two fingers past his lips. a satisfied sigh leaves him, his mouth closing around them instinctively.

“yeah..s’right, just needed mommy’s fingers to keep you occupied hm?” his tongue swirled around your slim fingers, nodding his head as his hips bucked into your fist. “good boy, doin’ s’well for me.”

his eyes flutter shut as he suckles on your fingers. your hand moves faster, watching as his hips continue to wildly thrust up to meet your movements. his lips break from around your fingers, moaning as his cock twitched in your hold. “mmph—mommy..p-please. m’gonna cum.” his words were muffled, but he sounded so pretty.

“yeah?” you murmur, brushing a kiss against his temple. “you’re doing so well for me, baby. c’mon, cum on my hand—know you can.”

his eyes roll back, sucking your digits further into his mouth as his cock pulsed, long thick spurts splaying all over your hand and his abdomen. his body jerked as you kept pumping, riding his through his high before he eventually started to push your hand away.

pulling away, you slip your fingers from his mouth, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his swollen lips.

“did s’good, such a good boy.” you whispered, before pulling away and climbing off the bed—quickly going to retrieve a washcloth to clean him up.

a/n : i’ve been loving sub things so much. me and my gc have came up with so many ideas LMAO

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stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

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Self care Sunday!

Reblog with your self care activity and your fave comfort pics of the triplets <3

Its been a heavy week on Sturn tumblr so I think we all deserve a good day of self care

no pressure tags: @sturnihoelooo @sturniolo-fann @endereies @colorthecosmos444 @bernardsbendystraws

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maybe im crazy but maybe we shouldnt write matt/chris/nick as violent stalker rapists????

like it gets to a point where...therapy is needed...major psychological evaluations perhaps...

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Praising/ words of affirmation!chris 👅👅👅

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My sweet baby

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my heart 😔

my masterlist, for my sturniolo fics!

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i wanna kiss their foreheads and read them a bedtime story

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my baby sweetheart he’s so cute i wanna eat him up

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Awww he’s so cute 🥹🤍

FUCK ME HARD PLEASE

IM LITERALLY ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING