the concept of Christopher Owen Sturniolo being so appalled at the thought of his brother(or just anyone in general) not “eating” it. In this case, pussy.
He lives for eating pussy. He loves eating pussy—anytime he can open the legs of his woman, inhale her scent and rub his nose into the nook of her skin as he prepares to devour her is a good time for Chris.
He gives without asking, he takes without expecting and yearns with intentions of seeing the face you make when he gets you to unravel.
⤷ in which . . . matt & chris have been silently observing and obsessing over you from afar. one night, they can’t handle their erupting temptations, and decide to share you, and show you just how obsessed they truly are.
⤷ warnings . . . smut, threesome, (no incest) COMPLETELY CONSENSUAL!!! themes of stalking, dark romance, unprotected sex, switch!matt & chris, making out, oral (m!receiving), dirty talk, degradation and praise mix, neck sucking/kissing, fingering, riding, handjob, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, light choking, use of pet names, missionary postion, teasing, some plot involved, boob play, cum swallowing. this obviously doesn’t reflect matt and chris as the people they are irl, this is just for writing purposes only!!!
𝔀ritten by @/delilahsturniolo. do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)
⤷ this was actually supposed to be a lot longer but…i wouldn’t have finished it in time….I’M SORRY IF THIS SUCKS OR SEEMS LAZY :((((( i had a completely different vision for this
you found it all to be quite odd, really. you didn’t know what it was about you—whether it was your looks or your personality, you couldn’t quite place what features or characteristics of yours were so compelling, so compelling that it led to such a deep rooted obsession.
or, obsessions.
you’ve known matt and chris for a while, you’ve seen them around your neighborhood a bunch, or out and about in public. actually, you see them around more often than you’d like to admit. and if you were completely honest…you didn’t mind at all. they were both extremely handsome, and there was absolutely no doubt about that, it made you smile knowing how head over heels they were just for you.
from the moment matt and chris first got even the slightest glimpse of you, they were entranced, captivated by you. they memorized everything about you—from your coffee order and the way you dress, all the way down to your schedule.
and that’s how you ended up where you are tonight.
the warmth of your blanket surrounded you as you laid in bed, mindlessly scrolling on your phone, when suddenly you received a mysterious text from matt.
you could’ve sworn your heart dropped, but a knowing smile quickly plastered onto the corners of your mouth as you glanced to your right as instructed, which brought your window into view.
you raised an eyebrow in confusion, no one was at your window. you got up from your bed and walked over to your window in anticipation, looking out. the sky was pitch black, the only thing illuminating it was the moon shining over the neighborhood.
then, you looked a little closer, suddenly seeing two familiar tall figures in the shadows outside, standing right below your window, but it’s so dark you can’t quite tell who is who. one of the silhouettes titled their head at you when you looked at them. you couldn’t tell whether it was matt or chris who performed the gesture, but either way it made you feel thrilled in a way you’ve never felt before.
you unlock your window and slide it open, peaking your head through. “you guys gonna stand there forever or climb through?” you ask tauntingly. one of them laughs, it sounds like chris.
“bold of you to assume climbing through is the only way we can get through.” chris speaks, in a mysterious and dark tone. you blink in confusion, about to open your mouth, but before you can, they’re already moving—to your front door.
it’s silent for a few minutes, the unsettling kind that uncomfortably fills the atmosphere all around you as you anticipate what their next moves could possibly be. why were they walking toward your front door anyway? it’s not like they have a key—
you’re snapped out of your thoughts by an echoey “click” noise. you could swear you hear your front door creak open and back shut. your pulse quickens as you step back, hearing footsteps carefully climb up your stairs.
“you really need a better spot for your spare key, love.” a voice, sounding a lot like matt’s, beams through your room, slightly raspy.
“wha—how’d you know where it was…?” your voice is slightly shaky. matt and chris walk further into your room and now you can finally see them. they look handsome, that’s for sure, brunette hair swooping over their eyes slightly, they both have light facial hair as well.
“we just pay attention, closer than you think. kinda hard to keep our eyes off of such a pretty girl like you, hm?” chris replies to your frantic question. you know exactly what he means by that—they’ve been watching you more than you realized. however, you’d be lying if you said that didn’t turn you on just a little bit. they step closer, taking in your current appearance. you were only in a t-shirt and a lace thong, since you’d just been relaxing at home.
“don’t take your eyes off of me, then.” the words slipped off your tongue in such a sultry manner that it made matt and chris even more desperate to just fuck you dumb, more desperate than they already were.
matt suddenly can’t take it anymore, he’s directly in front of you in one quick stride, you gasp as his hands come down to your waist, gripping tightly. “we won’t,” he whispers. “but you know what else? it’s also hard to keep our hands off of you as well.” matt murmurs, you suddenly feel chris behind you, his hand wrapping around to your neck, pulling you back against his chest.
“i think we need to show her just how obsessed she makes us, yeah?” chris teases, his head dipping down to the side of your neck, kissing and sucking on your skin while still holding you from behind. a whimper slips from your mouth as matt simultaneously places his lips against yours. the kiss isn’t at all gentle—it’s fueled with fire, and need. matt’s hands tease the waistband of your soaked panties before tugging them down completely.
“fuck,” you moan against matt’s lips as he dips a finger through your folds, and then pumping it in and out of you, adding a second finger almost immediately. the stretch burns, but it’s quickly turns into a pleasurable sensation.
chris pulls away from your neck and swiftly pulls your shirt over your head as matt continues pumping his fingers through you, chris’s hands travel to your boobs, thumbs beginning to circle quickly over your nipples, a smile plasters over his face as he feels them harden beneath his touch.
“such a good fuckin’ girl for us…already got you squirming and we barely even started.” matt chuckles darkly, pulling his fingers, that are now completely slick, out of you.
you whine at the loss of contact. chris pulls back from you too, but not for long—he backs you up against your bed until your knees buckle, you’re laying on your back, ankles dangling from the bed.
you watch as matt and chris both undo their belts, freeing both of their cocks, your mouth nearly begins watering at the sight. “gonna take us both, baby?” chris asks, already reaching for your legs, lifting them over his shoulders with ease.
“please—need both of you…” you whine out, matt climbs on the bed, kneeling beside your head and strokes himself a few times before tapping your chin, signaling for you to open your mouth. you don’t hesitate—not one bit, your lips part and his cock slides into your mouth. matt throws his head back as you begin sucking and licking at his length.
“mmmm, fuck…you’re so good at that love…” matt’s voice is slightly whiney, a tone you weren’t expecting from him. chris suddenly eases his cock inside of you, the both of you moan at the feeling.
he begins thrusting in and out of your pussy, beads of sweat already beginning to form on his forehead. “shit—your pussy feels so fucking good around me…” chris’s voice is barely even audible, he’s so lost in the feeling of you clenching around his cock, he lets out an almost pornographic groan.
matt pulls out of your mouth as he releases onto your tits, groaning your name as he does so. “look at what you do to me, darling…this is alllll for you,” he catches his breath, gesturing to the mess he made on top of you. the sight of that alone was enough to bring you closer to your own orgasm.
“m’gonna—i’m gonna cum!” you squeal out, chris begins moving his hips faster, and you feel the coil in your stomach burst—your release triggers chris’s, he cums inside of you with one last moan, you feel his release fill up your insides.
“oh fuck,” chris pants, running a hand through his disheveled hair.
all three of you take a moment to catch your breath. matt suddenly begins moving again, positioning himself against the headboard of your bed. you see him from the corner of your eye, and you smile to yourself before taking that as a sign to sit up, you crawl toward him and straddle him, your legs on either side of his legs.
before you can sink down fully onto his length, your index finger reaches up, lifting his chin lightly. “it’s my turn now,” you whisper, “m’gonna make you both even more obsessed with me.” it sounds like a promise—but that’s because it is. matt raises his eyebrows in amusement.
before either of them can make a snarky remark of any sort, you quickly sink down onto matt’s cock, your hips beginning to move at a desperate pace as you ride him. matt’s breath hitches as he looks up at you with submissive eyes, his persona suddenly switching.
you look back and reach for chris, who’s already making his way to you. he reaches down and kisses you—hard. his tongue shoots into your mouth with zero hesitation, trying to indulge in every inch of you. you reach down, stroking chris’s cock as you continue to ride matt mercilessly, the only sounds in the room are the lewd noises of skin slapping together, and the mix of all three of your guys’s moans.
“o—oh my god—yeah—just like that baby—” matt moans out, it sounds pathetic, but if anything, it arouses you even more.
chris pulls back from the kiss, his mouth forming a wide “o” shape as his eyes close, your hand works faster, you can tell the both of them are close, including you.
matt suddenly cums inside of you, moaning at how intense his release is. you gasp at the feeling, your own orgasm taking over you as you cum all over matt’s cock. you don’t bother getting up, he’s still completely buried within you. you lean over, popping chris’s tip into your mouth briefly, he cums in your mouth shortly after, and you swallow and lick every drop, not wasting one bit of his release. you slowly ease off of matt’s length, collapsing on the bed beside the both of them.
little did you know, their obsession with you had just grown much larger than before. and you loved every bit of it.
💌: i’ll try to keep this short…but today marks my 2 year tumblr anniversary!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just wanted to say that i love and appreciate all of you so so much, more than you guys even know!!!!! i’ve made some really really good friends on here and met some really cool people through this app too, i love interacting with each and every single one of you, and i’m so endlessly grateful for all the support and love toward me and my writing, LONG STORY SHORT THANK YOU ALL FOR ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING!!!! ILY GUYS AND THIS COMMUNITY SO SO MUCH THE WORD LOVE ISNT ENOUGH!!!! 💝💝💝💝
I find this whole discussion about them supposedly only being attracted to a traditional standard of beauty very strange, considering that part of this fandom makes Sophia's life a living hell in her comments and she fits conventional beauty standards. if they feel comfortable tormenting a white, skinny and beautiful girl, I can only imagine the horrible treatment they would dish out to a girl who didn't fit that mold.
Hi Miss Keanna !!!!
Idk if you remember me but my name is Kaelia and my last acc we were moots and it got deleted so heres my new one!!! your still my favorite person on here btw!!!!
okay by have a nice day!!!!
i definitely remember you!
no one else calls me ms keanna😭💝 also your so sweet omggg. i stopped posting as much as i used to but hii
their old place had such a different vibe to it. like even just admiring hot fucking fine Matthew is right here, like it’s already making me feel nostalgic
it also gives me such fuckboy/wattpad energy. idk how to explain but i feel like it’s an iykyk thing.
hii, ive made a few confessions atp n i wanted to get ur opinion on smth. Idk if this is just me but i feel like some (a select few n i wont name drop!) sturnblrs js post sexual content or just like in general oversexuslizing them. It doesn’t really feel like you are a fan of the triplets u just wanna crack Chris 😭. It’s the same people who will have a normal photo of one of the triplets and SOMEHOW make it sexual. Could we js enjoy the triplets in a normal n healthy respectful way!
Fr it gets to a point if all u talk abt is getting fucked by them instead of actually enjoying their content
like the thought of him looking down at me with those dead eyes of his, while he does his lip bite—but he’s moving my legs open for me bc i can’t stop closing them😩
i meant to post this yesterday but the point still stands lol
Matt “hold out a little longer” Sturniolo as he’s fucking you at full speed into the couch. His left hand is wrapped around your throat keeping you steady as your back is arched, the right one is making sure to open up your ass more so he can get deeper.
Matt “i’m almost there baby” Sturniolo while he’s given you numerous orgasms and knows your tired but he isn’t satisfied at the state of your body yet. He makes sure to give you sips of water before going right back to bouncing you up and down so hard your arms get all limp.
….i could continue but i think we all get my point.
