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[amelia08sblog]

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[amelia08sblog]

don’t worry baby..

-> in which..

you discover that your new boyfriend chris is the type to talk you through it…

-> content warnings: p in v, clit/ nipple stimulation, first time together, language if you squint, dacryphilla (barely) creampie, aftercare, talking you through it, m!dom, f!sub and i think that’s it :)

you and chris sturniolo had been friends for years. you met in high school and had bonded with him closely ever since. but during the last year, you had gone through some shit and chris was there through it, eventually causing you to have inevitable feelings for one another. now, you and chris had now been dating for about 6 months. he was amazing. you loved him, he was a be gentleman, he was polite, he always made you laugh, every tick box you could’ve made up, he ticked. the only thing you hadn’t talked about was sex. it never came up. either his brothers were around, he was busy filming, or when you actually plucked up the courage to mention it you always got too nervous just in case he thought you were trying to rush into it. that was until chris drove to your house after a long, stressful day of meetings for his brand, phone calls about shippings etc. he had stormed into your room and practically leapt on top of you, pulling you in for an aggressive yet passionate kiss.

now, he was rubbing his fat, throbbing cockhead through your puffy folds. your legs shake, drooped over his square shoulders, your heart thumping. the silence in the room was filled with soft whimpers and cruel words coming from chris’ mouth. “look at you baby” he smirks, while dragging his tip torturously slow across your sensitive clit. your breath hitches in your throat as you clench around nothing. “dripping for me already hm?”

“cmon sweet girl” he tuts. “tell me how much y’want it” he murmurs while drawing teasing circles on your inner thigh with his fingertips, sending shivers through your spine. “i- i want it so bad chris.. p- please” you whimper weakly. you might seem desparate, but you can tell he wants it too. his tip is leaking with pre-cum and it looks flushed, angry even. “atta girl” he smirks. and with no more words, he shoves his leaking cock inside your tight walls. your back arches automatically from the abrupt stretch and you see chris’ face contort with pleasure as your wetness invites his dick in warmly. his thrusts start off slow and calculated, causing your thighs quiver around his body.

“fuck baby” he grunts, pulling you closer towards him. all you can manage to show how much you’re enjoying yourself is needy moans and whimpers. your eyes roll to the back of your head as you desperately search for something to hold onto. “here sweet girl” he offers, holding his hand out for you to grip onto. his speed picks up slightly and then, he drops down to your ear and starts suckling purple bruises from the underside of your ear to your shoulder. you frag your nails down his back, probably leaving burning marks, and moan into his ear.

“feels that good baby hmm?” he coos, locking eyes with you and watching how your face contorts with each thrust. your eyes start to sting with tears, and he smirks to himself. “it’s okay sweet” he says with fake sympathy, kissing the hot tears that unintentionally spill down your cheeks. his mouth trails across your face and down your heaving chest until he reaches the mount of your boobs. his hot mouth covers your nipple, and his tongue draws teasing circles over it.

“oh god chris” you say, feeling the tight coil in your stomach begin to knot. you squeeze his hand tightly, letting him know your close. his releases his mouth with a ‘pop’ sound and his head lifts back up to your ear as he kisses your plump lips. “cmon baby, you can take it” he murmurs into your lips. he moans into your mouth as he feels your sopping pussy start to clench around him. you wrap your legs around his body instinctively, a silent plea for him to keep going. his pace falters slightly, a clear indication that he’s just as close as you.

“your pussy feels so good” he says hoarsely, his mouth gaping slightly. he straightens his back and slips his fingers on his free hand down to your swollen clit, spreading your slickness around and rubbing tight circles, bringing you teetering over the edge. hes insistent on making you cum first. “c- chris.. i- i- i c- can’t.. i- i’m gonna c..um” you incoherently babble through whines.

“you can cum for me baby, it’s okay” he says, his thrusts getting sloppier by the second. “you got it sweet girl..” and with that, your body convulses in ecstasy and you feel your orgasm crash through you with an unbelievable intensity. you moan his name loudly as you feel your arousal coat your thighs and the aftershocks begin to run through you, and, to no surprise, chris helps you through it. “such a good girl f’me, aren’t ya?” he groans, squeezing your hand tightly as he feels his own orgasm crash over him. he buries himself to the hilt inside your pussy, and you feel his warm seed fill you to the brim.

you let out a shaky breath as chris lays on top of you for a minute. he unloops his fingers from your grip to brush your hair out of your eyes. he presses gentle kisses to your face, and one to your lips as he slowly pulls his softening cock out of your spent pussy. you wince at the gust of cold air, but he smiles down at you reassuringly and you feel instantly better. he pulls his boxers on and leaves the room for a minute, and you smile to yourself. another tick box checked.

he comes back a minute later, with a warm cloth and a bottle of water. he leans down and he opens your legs, pressing soft kisses to your flesh as he cleans up the combination of yours and his juices. he dresses you carefully, opens the bottle of water for you and wipes the droplets that spill past your lips with his thumb. then, he lies next to you, pulling you in closely to his chest. he kisses your forehead and smiles at you. “you enjoy that baby?” he says, drawing circles on your hip. you nod at him, smiling. “what?” he says. “nothing.. i just didn’t expect that from you.” you say, curling into his chest as he squeezes your ass playfully.

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authors notes: one month since i last posted is insane.. im so sorry everyone i had my october canon event hardcore this year 💔

i will try and be more active from now on but for now, i hope you enjoy!

and thank you SO much for the love on my last post i appreciate it so much 💞💞

[amelia08sblog]

better boyfriend than him.. chris sturniolo

-> in which…

you find yourself fantasising about how much better in bed chris would be than your loser bf…

-> content warnings: p in v, clit stimulation, nipple stimulation, kind of spit content?, cheating (reader) tiny bit of choking, oral sex (f receiving) multiple orgasms and i think that’s it! let me know if there’s anything else :)

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you only realised how much you wanted chris until you found yourself looking at your boyfriend, lewis, comparing everything about him to chris. lewis wasn’t tall, and wasn’t handsome like chris. he didn’t know how to make you laugh, he wasn’t everything you wanted in a guy, like chris. it was hard to even feel bad when your boyfriend was a total loser. he’s out with god knows who everyday, you guys never spend time together, you haven’t had sex for months.. he even forgot your birthday last year.

so about 2 hours ago, you left you and lewis’ shared apartment and drove to chris’ house. this wasn’t unusual; you and chris had always been close. when you arrive, you wave to matt and nick who are getting into their car to get food, and then you enter the house, calling chris’ name. you walk up to his room and push the door open, not bothering to knock. he grins when he sees you, and flips his blanket, opening up a space for you.

you flop down beside him and let out a long, exasperated sigh. “what’s up ma?” he says, turning his body to look down at you with hooded eyes. you shake your head at him. “oh christopher. whatever should i do?” you ask, looking up and admiring his blue eyes drinking in the features of your face. he chuckles and looks down at his phone. “break up with the boyfriend?” he says, a clear smirk tugging at his lips. you give him a funny look. he raises an eyebrow at you. “well, y’know i’d treat you better.. if y’ever change your mind” he shrugs.

you hit his arm gently, and he grabs your wrists and pins them above your head. not the reaction you were expecting, but you can’t say you’re complaining. you look up at him, and you start to feel a pooling wetness between your legs. he looks perfect. his blue eyes burning into yours, his chain dangling down, tickling your chin, his hair brushing over his forehead. chris looks at you up and down quickly, then locks eyes with you. “y’know that, right?” he urges. “y’know i’d treat you better than that asshole? i’d never make a pretty girl like you cry” you nod slowly, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth. he tuts at you, and shifts away again. “shame, really. bet ya haven’t been fucked good in a long time.”

your eyes widen at his comment, but you can’t help but move closer to him. “chris..i.. ” you mumble quietly with big misty eyes. “shh ma, it’s gonne be okay” he soothes. with that, he slowly connects your lips, snaking his hand around your throat to pull you closer, squeezing gently. his other hand goes instinctively onto your hip, pulling himself on top of you. you whimper into his mouth, having not experienced this type of action in so long. he gently tugs at your hair, exposing the right side of your neck. he peppers wet, open mouthed kisses all over your neck, biting and sucking slightly. you moan into his mouth, and you feel his tongue push its way in, fighting with yours. his fingers fumble with the bottom of your shirt, and he pulls away and looks at you just to double check.

“please chris” you whisper, almost shaking with anticipation. he wastes no time pulling your shirt over your head and your sweatpants off your legs. he kisses you down to your chest, then reaches behind you, lifts you up slightly and unclips your bra with ease. he looks at your body in awe, like as though you’re the best thing he’s ever laid eyes on. he wraps his mouth around your nipple, slowly flicking his tongue over it. his hand reaches up to roll the other one between his index finger and thumb. you moan quietly, running your hand through his hair and arching into his mouth. he locks eyes with you, and feel the heat radiating from his gaze. you’ve never been looked at with so much want.. so much need.

you absentmindedly push his head down, looking at him with pleading eyes. he smirks, almost instantly. “poor angel. bet you haven’t been looked after good for a long time, hm?” he teases. “chris.. please” you plead, unable to find any other words. he smirks again, and hooks his finger into your lace panties and pulls them down. he lifts your legs over his shoulder and dives onto your cunt with his tongue. his tongue performs long, slow swoops between your soaking wet folds.

his tongue maps you out; sucking on your clit, licking you up and down, penetrating you, tongue circling over your puffy lips. you moan loudly and buck your hips into his face. you tangle your fingers into his hair and tug gently. he groans at the feeling; the hum sending insatiable vibrations throughout your body. you feel your stomach begin to coil, and you know you’re about to cum. “chris.. need you.. to fuck me” you attempt to say between broken moans and small gasps. “not until you cum.” he says solemnly, flicking his tongue faster. you feel a blinding sensation wash over you, and for a minute you’re paralysed with ecstasy. chris only lets up when your back slumps into the bed and you’re moaning brokenly and panting breathlessly.

he moves up toward you, spreading your legs with his strong hands. he quickly takes off his sweatpants and boxers, and you finally get a glimpse of his dick. it’s big.. probably too big. you look up at him with big eyes and he chuckles softly. “don’t worry ma, we’ll make it fit.” he says, his fingers ghosting over your hip. he fists his dick a few times in his hands and spits onto your dripping pussy as he spreads the precum from his tip over his dick. you feel him drag his dickhead over your clit a few times, spreading your wetness onto him. then, he slowly starts to slide into you. the stretch is ungodly. painful. but it feels like heaven. you whimper and desparately fumble for something to hold onto.

you grab onto the blanket that was previously strewn beside you. you feel him continue to push into you slowly until he’s bottomed out. you feel yourself pulsing around him and you moan at his lack of movement. “fuuuuck.. so tight mama. that prick not giving you what you deserve hm?” he groans, slowly starting to thrust back and forth at a torturingly slow pace. you moan loudly when he starts to move, becoming increasingly desperate with every thrust. “chris.. faster” you beg, your eyes stinging with tears from the mixture pain and pleasure you’re experiencing.

“such a good girl mama” he says, increasing the speed of his thrusts and snapping his hips into you. you moan loudly, arching your back off the bed, almost trying to escape the pleasure. he brings his hand to your hip, holding your body firmly in place. his bottom lip is tucked firmly between his teeth, and his head is on the verge of being thrown back. “not..gonna..last” he grunts between thrusts. he brings his fingers down to your clit, rubbing tight circles, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. you feel your pussy start to clench around him, and for the second time tonight, you feel the blinding sensation begin to take over. chris finished quickly after you, filling you up with the warmth of his cum.

he pulls out slowly, both of you hissing at the cold air. he flops down next to you and smirks. you look up at him and turn slightly pink. “don’t even.” you warn him. he snakes his arm around you and pulls you close to him. “think it’s fair to say i’m a much better boyfriend than him..right ma?”

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