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☁︎︎ 𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 | 𝐌 － 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

୨ৎ － 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | In which Matt convinces a old-time friend of his to be his muse for a college project leads to a series of stolen touches, and sandy pecks.

୨ৎ — 𝐂𝐖. 18+, Switch!matt, fem!reader, smut, language, public(kinda?) dirty talk, light degradation, pet names, teasing, risky sexual encounter, fingering, detailed intercourse.

𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈!

︎－ 𝒩ℴ𝓉ℯ | In celebration of almost 500 followers, I lie upon you probably the most detailed smut I’ve written. I love everyone and this entire community so very much, and I’m grateful beyond words to explain how huge this is to me. (It’s been a hot minute since I’ve wrote smut)

☀︎︎－ A small grimace curses Matt’s face as he steps from the hot gravel, to the golden granular sand. Wind blowing through his disheveled brown hair leisurely, pushing back the tendrils with ease as he makes his away across the beach, a breezy of breath air escaping his lips as he takes in the comforting coastline. The boy’s camera sways around his neck with each step, the rough material of the strap scraping against his neck, where the two buttons of his shirt are undone.

☁︎︎－ The triplet inwardly regrets the decision of wearing a pair of his most expensive slacks on a beach, knowing that they would no doubt be dusty and uncomfortable with sand by the time he left, but couldn’t help but wanting to impress her. What had it been? Four years. Sorrow came over him as he realized just how much contact he’d lost with his past, until now. Wow. Running a hand through his hair anxiously, he muttered a curse to himself at such a sight. “Shit.”

☀︎︎ ︎－ Matt’s breath immediately caught in his lungs as he took in the gorgeous view, of not only the sunset, but the girl who stood in front of it like it was meant to be. Skin tinted with a radiant glow as her head tipped aback, eyelashes batting against her cheeks as the charmingly warm breeze fluttered across her sun-kissed face. Waves intermittently flowed over her bare feet, sand washing across the skin before washing away into the water.

︎☁︎︎－ A discarded towel sat not far behind her, flip flops aside the balled up article. As Matt approached the girl, the more his nerves began to wrack his mind. It’s been so long since high-school, so much had changed between them －A friendship that once had seemed laid-back, now filled with tension and memories of provocative urges. “Hey,” the male finally uttered, her head turning at the tranquil voice she knew all too well.

︎☀︎︎－ Tension fell of her shoulders as she took in Matt’s familiar appearance, because despite the obvious change in the boy she once knew, it was still him. The same Matt who stole cheesy glances of her from the corner of his eye in science class－the same boy who’d throw his arm around her shoulder while watching a movie at his house, the same movie neither of them payed attention toward due to the heated side-stares of one an other.

☁︎︎－ Clearing her throat, “Hi,” the girl plastered a small smile on her lips, one that did little to nothing at hiding the uncomfortable feeling of being resentful. Matt couldn’t help but copy that smile, though his was far more genuine then hers. He’d missed her. “You look ..” She raised a tentative eyebrow, making him blow out a sigh. “really good.” Just good? Jesus Matt, say more.

☀︎︎－Whereas the girl, folded her hands behind her back sheepishly, an exhilarating boost in her chest as she took in the compliment. “Thank you.” She murmured, a small smile on her lips. Matt nodded, clearing his throat while running a when down his jaw. “So.. how was New York?” He watched as the girl’s eyes lit up, fighting a chuckle at the sight. “You remembered?” Of course he remembered.

☁︎︎－ “I don’t think you would’ve let me forget.” Her cheeks turned pink at the remark, reminiscent of the late night conversations shared between her and him. It was always an aspiration of the girl’s to visit NYC, the city taking her for trip of nostalgia the mere second she breathed in the musty air. Matt of course, was reminded of this regularly whenever he’d travel from Boston to LA, an immediate guilt taking over the boy as he was reminded of her.

☀︎︎︎－ As frustrating as it was, Matt had gotten used to being reminded of her from the smallest aspects of his life. Simple enough as when he’d pour himself a glass of water, knowing that it was something she’d always request him to do for her, oh so sweetly. Or when he’d drive past a beat up Honda on the way too film a Friday video, the car nauseatingly similar to the one she had in high-school.

☁︎︎－Matt waited a moment too long before clearing his throat, finally speaking up. “This means a lot to me,” he murmured, savouring the gleam in her eyes as he spoke. “You know that right?” The girl melted into Matt’s gaze, offering a meek bob of the head as his hooded stare roamed her expressionisms. I remember when he used to look at me that way. “Where do you want me boss?” She joked, making Matt chuckle.

☀︎︎－The triplet fondly remembers when he’d finally pressed down on the send button, immediately turning his phone over with an aspirated sigh. What if she says no? Or worse, she’d block me － It was a impulsive decision, Matt knew that. Asking his ex-best friend to be his muse, it was the furthest thing from ethical, and the closest to selfish. Still, the boy gave in because he knew that nobody would ever look as good as her, blurred with the lines of a ethereal coastline, and a balmy hue on her skin as he admired her through the restraints of a camera.

☁︎︎－ “Uh,” Matt thumbed with the strap around his neck, hating the way it weighed him down, but simultaneously enjoyed the warmth. “here, I’ll back up a bit, and you jus’ kinda’ stay where you are.” The girl nodded, shuffling around a bit as he took a few steps back, biting down on her lip as she took in his attire. The slacks fit around his waist a little too perfectly, a black belt adorning them with a glint against the leather. And the button up, she felt light-headed even looking at it, the two buttons atop freely undone with a silver chain peeking from under. “Perfect. You’re perfect.” Matt.

☀︎︎－ Matt dropped down onto one knee, the look of him to his haunches bringing an unwanted pulse to the girl’s core as she itched at her neck anxiously. “That’s good,” he muttered, face crinkled in concentration as he lifted the camera. “doin’ so good, just like that..” Matt trailed off with a husk in his tone, before a small snap was heard. He did this another three times before bring the camera down, forcing the gasp he so badly wanted to emit at the sight of pure beauty. Matt had captured her in the best moment, hairs sticking to the moistened supple skin of her plump lips as she flashed her alluring gaze to the camera.

☁︎︎－ It felt as if the air in his lungs had knotted around until it halted his breathing, the camera almost clattering to the sandy ground as he looked up. “Can I see?” The girl tilted her head down at him, pupils beautifully drawn across Matt’s facial features while he forced a curt nod. “Yeah －yeah of course.” He murmured, lifting up from his one knee and putting the camera between the two of them. God, Matt’s entire body burned with a burning need, the urge to grip her waist and slam his lips to hers almost too overwhelming, the scent of her warm vanilla scent engulfing his nose.

☀︎︎－ A few untamed hairs tickled Matt’s jaw as the heavenly girl’s gaze flicked down the the camera. “Oh wow,” a small gasp elicited from her lips, one hand toying with a locket around her neck as she took in the picture. “Do you like it?” Did she like it? He watched as her expression morphed into one of surprise, looking throughly taken aback. “Matt－I love it.” She breathed out, allowing the triplet’s shoulders to fall with relief as he threaded a hand through his hair. “Yeah?” With a soft chuckle, she nodded, hairs framing her eyes with elegance.

☁︎︎－ He had to. “Oh,” a sound of shock left her lips as a large hand reached out and cupped her one cheek, calloused thumb running down the curve of her jaw delicately. “Sorry.” Matt whispered softly, before her eyes fell shut as the irritably feeling of long hairs on her face had dissipated. The boy effortlessly tucked them behind her one ear, watching as the diamonds pierced within glittered in his loving stare. How could he have let her get away? “What?” Huh? Matt met her eyes, swallowing thickly as he saw the confusion written all over her face.

☀︎︎－ “Why are you looking at me like that?” She mumbled, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she spoke in a gentle tone. Matt was left speechless for a moment, knowing the answer to her inquiry, but knew that it wasn’t appropriate to speak of considering the circumstances. “You just look really pretty.” He watched as her features softened at the confession, the smile faltering. “Pretty?” So fucking perfect. At Matt’s nod, she tilted her head away with a soft sound of contemplation.

☁︎︎－ Matt never called her pretty. In their whole seven years of friendship, he’d barely brought up the mere mention of her appearance. It didn’t matter how much make-up she put on, even though Matt liked her naturally, or what clothes she wore, even though sometimes he imagined her in nothing, he never really spoke of it. Pretty, gorgeous, flawless, beautiful － nothing. And why? All because he was in denial and scared? Her eyes flicked down as his calloused thumb slowly grazed down her shoulder, dragging the strap of her sundress down, revealing the slight tan-line. “Why do you look so surprised?” Matt whispered huskily.

☀︎︎－ With a gentle shrug, she tore her eyes from her shoulder, and onto the triplet’s. “You never －” She cut herself off, realizing how stupid she’d sound if those few words left her mouth. Matt hummed, lifting an eyebrow as a motion for her to continue. He could listen to her for a lifetime. “I don’t like you’ve ever called me that.” The girl admitted. Matt felt his heart collide with the bottom of his gut at her words, wanting to reach up and claw at his neck from the feeling of guilt overtaking his body. It was a sin. A god awful sin, that he never spoke the absolute truth.

☁︎︎－ She gently tugged at the button of his shirt, sand blowing lusciously against the soft skin of his neck as it revealed the silver chain. “Don’t,” His hair blew back with ease from a melodic breeze, giving Matt’s cheeks a light hue of pink as he looked into her eyes with a star-struck gaze. “don’t look so guilty.” The girl breathed out, a soft chuckle not long after. “I don’t recall ever calling you －beautiful.” Oh, but she thought it.

☀︎︎－ Maybe it was the feeling of her tugging at his button up, or the way the setting sun left a radiant tan against her jaw － or maybe it was just her, but Matt couldn’t withhold his impulses. Eyes flicking from her glowing eyes, to her perfect little nose, the scattered freckles along with some sand littered across her cheeks －her lips. Her fucking lips. “Mmph－” A muffled sound of surprise escaped her parted lips as Matt leaned in, delivering a chaste kiss against the supple skin with ease. The camera fell from his hands and swayed around his neck as he cupped her cheeks, pressing the heat of his body into her familiar one. “Is this okay?” He whispered, pulling away to seek her attention. And god, did he have it.

☁︎︎－ She froze for a moment, hesitant. Was it okay? Matt immediately caught the worrisome glimpse on her face, guilt setting in his chest as he cursed to himself, stepping back while running a hand down his jaw. He still felt her lips. “Shit－I’m sorry.” What was he thinking? Matt’s gaze was drew heavenward as he took in the guilt, sucking in a harsh breath as he felt a warm soothe through his body. If it was so wrong, why did it feel so right? Clouds illuminated into his pupils as he silently spoke to the man above, the unspoken prayers too selfish and sinfully cruel for the pure girl to ever know of. He ached for her, for years he needed her. And like many times before, he was pleading for just one night to take back what he lost.

☀︎︎－ Before he could prepare himself, a set of lips that molded against Matt’s perfectly were being smashed against his abruptly. A camera pressed between two chests as he stumbled backward, hands landing behind him on the sand as the couple collided together atop the sandy ground. Soft thighs on either side of his hard ones as she glided a hand down his sharp jawline, needlessly moving her desperate mouth against his panting one. It was rough, but real. So fucking real that Matt wondered if it was ever wrong to begin with.

☁︎︎－ His nose skimmed hers as she pulled a half inch away, lips still parted as the two panted. “It’s okay.” She breathed out, chest heaving softly on his. Matt stilled for a second, eyes fluttering with a deep freeness as he slipped a hand behind her neck, kneading the soft skin in his palm as he nudged her back into his body. A quiet moan escaped her mouth as he ran the tip of his tongue along her bottom lip, a silent gesture for her to let him him. And like a good girl she always was, he felt as her lips slowly parted. “Atta’ girl.” His girl.

☀︎︎－ “Slow down f’me.” She nodded at the gentle demand, but it goes unheard in actions as she presses into him with need. Her core practically grounded down onto the obvious tent in his slacks, unknowingly. Matt kept his cool, the grunt going unnoticed to the girl as she softly rolled her hips down on his cock. “Did you hear me?” He murmured to her lips, heavy eyes rolling up to hers as she whimpered. “M’not goin’ anywhere baby.” Matt said, promise dripping from his sultry voice. “You’ll get what you want when I give it to you.”

☁︎︎－ Two rough hands squeeze her waist, fisting the material of her sundress in his hands as he tugged her closer, emitting a moan as he felt the warmth of her clothed cunt dragging against his slacks. “You’re killing me.” Matt practically gasped out, unable to kiss her whilst simultaneously battling his raging hard on. A shooting boost of pleasure was sent up her core with a burning heat, wetness coating her folds as she went limp in his lap. “Matt,” She cried, dropping her head onto his broad shoulder. “I know dolly, I know.” Much to her delight, Matt’s rough palm slowly slid off into the hem of her sundress, rubbing soft circles into her inner thigh.

☀︎︎－ He knew by the way her legs twitched that she’d attempted clench them around his hand, the action a sad and pitiful fail as his own hard ones kept the two apart. A little whine, right next to his ear. “Somethin’ wrong pretty?” A shiver goes down his spine at the lewd sound, wanting nothing more than to flip her over in the sand and to shove his cock so far into that she could feel him up her damn throat. “Just－do something.” She stressed airily.

☁︎︎－ A hand ran down her hair comfortingly as he muttered a gentle shh’, easily lulling her words into the back of her throat as she gripped Matt’s shoulders. “Was that a demand?” The triplet’s same hand easily fisted her hair in his larger hand, pulling her head from his shoulder so they met eyes. “or am I missing somethin’?” With a sound of regret, tears or frustration glazed her eyes as she frowned down at him. “Please, please Matt.” Ah, there it was.

☀︎︎－ A second went by as he looked into her eyes, littering gazes of adoration on her sun kissed face with every flick of the eye. So fucking perfect, Matt thought. But apparently this second was a second too long, the girl whimpering as she dug her nails into the boy’ shoulders. “Matt,” He drawled out a noncommittal hum, lifting an eyebrow. “What’re－fuck.” It was like the sparks in her had exploded, her body going tense as two slim fingers slowly slid into her drenched heat, Matt’s calloused thumb rolling over her sensitive clit to ease the entrance.

☁︎︎－ He felt the pulse of her walls over the digits, cursing to himself at the tight angle as they molded over her spongey walls. Every move and flick of his Matt’s fingers elicited a new and unexpected sensation, as well as the little provocative gasps that left her lips. “Hurts,” His girl. Matt cooed with a faux sympathy, his bottom lip pouting out with mock as he tilted his head up at her. “Hurts, baby?” At her meek nod, he slipped his fingers from her cunt, wetness tainting her inner thigh as he ran them along her dewy skin. “how’re you suppose’ to take my cock then, huh?” Slowly rubbing circles into her skin, teasing her as she felt more arousal trickled from her slick folds.

☀︎︎－ She murmured something breathily, avoiding eye contact as she shifted uncomfortably on the triplet’s lap. A mix of sexual frustration, tension, and the underlying uncomfortable pressure of Matt’s larger fingers. All of the factors mixed into one left her with a sense of frustration, wanting nothing more than to whine and beg, until he finally gave up the condescending act and gave her what she needed. “Slower, then?” Matt asked softly, gouging her reaction as he gripped her thigh gently. Please, with a small nod, Matt’s lips twitched. Slow it was.

☁︎︎－ Rough pebbles and rocks dug into his one hand that dropped down aside him, resting on the sandy beach to steady both bodies of the couple. A dark cloud crossing above them with an illuminated grey hue that shine down on the horizon with a light aroma of rain that was to come. Finally, Matt’s finger sensually moved aside her undergarment, revealing her pretty little hole as he ran the tip of his index finger between her wet lips. “Slow,” he said as she rocked her hips forward, a thigh twitching against his hard one at the feeling of his rough finger grazing her needy bud. “slow, sweetheart.” Matt’s finger continually itching its way across her mound, slowing down every now and then to press down on a spot that made her moan out onto his shoulder, before going back to dipping into her heat.

☀︎︎－ All it took was half of his one finger to slide in, her teeth nipping at his clothed shoulder as she tried to contain the sounds that pleaded to slip from her lips. “Can’t’ help it, hm?” Matt chuckled meanly, hearing her whine tickle his neck as she rolled her hips forward. The girl couldn’t care anymore － she wanted to, wanted to listen and obey to the command, but she couldn’t. “Grinding down on my hand like it’s my dick,” The triplet said causally, making her moan as she bit down on his shoulder, “fuck.” Matt cursed at the pain, his middle finger bending up into her pussy, rubbing down on a sensitive area that at her legs twitching around him.

☁︎︎－ A small whine escaped the girl’s lips, biting down on her lip as she felt a second finger begin to nudge at her slick opening. “You can take it.” Matt murmured, sensing her hesitation as she tensed in his hold. His index finger slipped between her lips, the walls of her cunt tightening around the finger as he fastened the pace of his middle one, using the friction as a distraction. “there we go,” her entire body twitched, pulsing with a fiery heat as Matt’s knuckle brushed up against her tingling clit. “that’s a good girl.” Fuck me.

☀︎︎－ Matt inwardly groaned to himself, feeling her backside unintentionally grind against his clothed, aching length, despite the current touch he was already giving her. He didn’t speak his concerns, concerns being cumming in his damn slacks within mere minutes if she didn’t stop. “That’s my girl,” no she wasn’t. With a barely legible moan, “No.” Never.

☁︎︎－ Both pain and pleasure pang’s Matthew’s chest as he moans, feeling her ground her ass down on his cock. What was she playing at? Her hips moved at her own accord, rocking back in forth on his finger as he curved it upward. “Ah’ ah’ －” Matt’s free larger hand absentmindedly palmed at her backside, halting her movements with ease. “Patience.” He muttered, a shocked moan escaping her lips as he finally slid his index finger in aside his middle.

☀︎︎－ Patience? A small scoff emitted her lips, holding back the strings of whimpers that begged to leave her lungs as Matt took just then to brush his knuckles up against the walls of her pussy, scissoring his two long fingers up to her fucking spine. “Have I n－ fuck.” Chuckling like the damn sadist he was, Matt’s hand left her ass, promoting the touch to her jaw as he tipped her chin down. “Finish, the sentence.” Or what, she wanted to say. “Were the four years not patient enough for you?”

☁︎︎－ Matt’s eyes darkened from both her words, and her expressionisms as he slid his slick fingers from her heat. Nose crinkling with confusion and a pained glaze along her beautifully drawn eyes as she searched for the right words. “Matt－” Fuck. As if the urge to speak was ripped away from her －in a way it was, her jaw went slack as a silent scream escaped her lips. Matt slammed the two digits into her sopping heat, curling them upward as cum and arousal collected on the ends of the calloused tips. “Baby?” The triplet mocked back, the condescending tone making her moan out. He could fuck her over time and time again and she’d still never be able to resist his touch. After yearning for it for years, months－seconds, and she finally fucking had it.

☀︎︎－Nails dug into his shoulders as she buried her face into her shoulder, small whines hushed against the material of his satin shirt as she felt his thumb begin to roll across her throbbing clit. More, more and more. All she wanted to say was more, but she couldn’t. “Hm?” Matt would taunt every time an incoherent babble came from her bitten lips, making her abdomen clench as the degrading tone hit her ears. “Can’t’ hear you when you’re all fucked out like this, doll.” The boy chuckled, hearing her utter soft ‘no－no’s as he slipped his hand from under her dress.

☁︎︎－ Something was so .. mesmerizing about looking at the girl on his lap as she struggled. The thought was far to sadistic to ever voice, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t think it. “Heree’ we go,” Matt uttered, a small yelp emitting her plump lips as she felt the tip of his cock slowly rock between her arousal coated lips. Belt of his buckle long unclasped as he bunched the flowing skirt of her sundress to her hips, biting his lip as he watched inch after inch slowly get lost in the tight grip of her cunt. Jesus fuck － a throaty groan tore from his lungs, throwing his head back as she tightened around his hard length. Don’t cum, don’t cum － please god.

☀︎︎－ It didn’t matter that Matt had went still for the few seconds, because the girl could still feel him everywhere. Even with zero effort or movements put into the action, every fucking inch caressed and pressed up against a spot or wall that would have her thighs shaking within seconds. “Matt,” she gasped, feeling his dick jostle inside of her throbbing heat as he adjusted his hips, hitting an unknown spot. “I know, I know.” Matt breathed out airily, sounding breathless and on thin ice himself.

☁︎︎－ Along with the insatiable pleasure and urge to draw out the desire, came with an uncomfortable stretch. After all she wasn’t a virgin, Matt was just big. Sucking in a breath, her lips rolled forward, attempting to alleviate some of the suffocating pressure. “Fuck,” Matt groaned, chest moving up and down as she whined. “Sorry- I’m sorry.” He wasn’t. Practically milking his cock of everything it had as she clamped around him, feeling her pulse with an undeniable need as she pressed her chest into his.

☀︎︎－ His two hands shakily molded around her hips, gripping harshly as he gently guided her movements with ease. Matt went slow at first, lifting her a few inches off, the sound of her breath hitching a warning to slide back down, before doing it all over again. Eventually the whines turned into moans, strings of whimpers as he felt her tighten before un-tensing as the walls of her pussy sucked him in like her life depended on it. “Like’ your little pussy was made for me, huh?” He moaned out, closing his eyes with a fluttering need in his belly. If only he’d known earlier.

☁︎︎－ Seeing Matt in such a vulnerable state had her dripping, pupils growing in size as she took in his facial expressions with every single movement. She was always the one on the spotlight. It felt good to see the roles reversed, the triplet becoming a mindless little thing under her control. “Good?” She whispered, cocking her head as two hands fell on his broad shoulders. He murmured something incoherently, small whines and whimpers leaving his pink lips as she lifted herself from his lap, before dropping back down with a breathy moan. So good.

☀︎︎－ Matt, on the other hand, was going criminally insane. Too fucking slow, he thought as she rose up from his throbbing length, chasing the release he so desperately yearned for. And it hurt, fucking ached with a tingling stimulant as she clamped down on him while lifting her hips, as if her cunt was begging to stay. “Fuck－please.” Matt groaned out, mind void of any embarrassment as he felt his stomach tighten. “Please, what?” Jesus.

☁︎︎－ His neck craned to look up at her, swallowing a guttural groan that pleaded to escape his lungs as she halted her pleasurable pace of movement. “Just－” A brow raised down at him, she patiently hummed. Two red painted finger nails tucked brunette strands of hair from his forehead, Matt letting out a soft grunt as his eyes fluttered shut. “Just … fuck me.” The girl’s hand froze, lips parting at the words. “Please.” She was done for.

☀︎︎－ The girl was positive that she’d do anything Matt begged for if he did it that tone, biting down on her lip as she slowly rocked against his cock. The triplet let out another pained groan, hearing her wince as his fingers dug into the soft skin of her hips. That would be the last of her worries. “Forgive me.” Her eyes fluttered open with a confused hum, watching as Matt fed his bottom lip between his teeth. Forgive him－an abrupt moan tore from her throat, pain shooting up her core as Matt suddenly lifted her all the way from his cock, before slamming her back down on the dripping length with a moan. “Matt!” She gasped, body tensing as he bent his neck back.

☁︎︎－ For a split second everything went silent to the boy’s ears, only registering the sound of his pumping heart, and the heaving of his own chest. Up and down. Swallowing thickly, a choked moan finally left his lips, small hairs sticking to the skin of his forehead as he peered into her eyes. There was no doubt a puddle of arousal and pre-cum between the two bodies, his eyes flicking down and holding back a groan at the sight. Her pussy, raw and stretched around his thick length as she shifted in need, his dick slick with her dripping wetness as it made for an easier ride.

☀︎︎－ Fingers digging into her soft skin as she moaned, face scrunched with pleasure as he lifted her from his cock, slamming her down with such a desperate persistence. The tip of his cock nudged against her fluttering bud with every thrust, sending shockwaves of a tingling sensation up her core. “Fuck－Matt.” The girl cried, feeling her stomach tighten. “Let it go, do it for me.” Over and over. His own lips raised with every thrust, pathetically rocking his cock up into her with small whines. “Gonna cum f’me?”

☁︎︎－ At her meek nod, Matt trailed a hand down her hip, caressing the skin ever so softly as his thumb slowly began to roll over her clit. “Holy －fuck,” Un-fucking-real. Every retraction of his throbbing length was an opening for his skilled fingers, pressing down and rolling over the needy bundle before she slid down onto his cock with a breathy moan. With a final press of his middle finger against her opening, she let out a throaty whimper－gasping as her stomach clenched. “Oh my god－my fucking god.” A hand entrapped the nape of her neck, Matt’s calloused thumb pressing into her pulse as he gripped her trachea. Lips smashed onto hers as she released all over his pulsing dick, squeezing around him as he groaned.

☀︎︎－ Her walls suffocated him perfectly, a moan tearing from his throat as he felt the ball in his abdomen start to unravel. Magical, eyes rolling back into his skull as he panting into her mouth, rope after ropes of cum buried so deep inside her dripping cunt that she swore she could taste the saltiness on her tongue. “S’so fuckin good,” Matt moaned, biting at her bottom lip as he came down from his high.

☁︎︎－ The couple sat in silence for a few seconds, mostly due to the sticky aftermath of their sinful act that was dripping onto her thighs, wetness slick on the leg of his slacks. At least it wasn’t sand. Drip, drip, drip. The girl flinched a bit, cursing as a dribble of wetness landless on her cheek. “What－” Simultaneously, Matt drew his gaze upward, as well as the perplexed girl. Shit. The sky, grey and cloudy, a strong rumbling storming down at them as the clouds enveloped their bodies.

☀︎︎－ Groaning softly, Matt met her eyes. “Well..” The boy bit down on hips bottom lip before speaking, a small smirk growing across his bitten lips. “pretty sure that’s god crying at what he just witnessed.” Matt. The girl sighed, laughing airily as she playfully swatted at his chest, her forehead falling onto his shoulder. “Shut up.” More water fell against her open backed dress, drenching the couple’s hair as they sat in silence.

☁︎︎－ Drip, drip, drip. “Sit up.” Nose crinkling, she lifted her head from Matt’s shoulder. A camera met her eyes, Matt leaning back on one hand as he rose the strap, a devilish grin on his lips as he pressed the button. “Say New York.” Oh my god. Snap. Light shimmered across her nose beautifully, hair wet from both rain and sweat from their previous encounter. Lips red and raw from the impact of his, a seductive glimmer in her eyes as she leaned back. Still on his fucking cock.

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