includes: pet names, oral sex (f receiving), semi-public play, cowgirl, fingering, elevator sex
The triplets and I decided to take a swim, we needed a break from the weekly videos, the weekly editing, the weekly planning, everything.
My own mom was their manager, I had to be with them daily, mainly because we were already friends before the fame came along, just closer now because of the bond that the daily routine brought.
"Bryce! Stop running around, you’re gonna slip again! Chris, please stop chasing him." I gestured my hand towards my little brother, who just recently got out of a crying session because of his injury that happened not even 3 minutes ago.
"I’m 9 years old! I can handle myself!" Bryce rolls his eyes at me, picking up his pace again.
"Yeah, Y/n! He can handle himself." Chris jokes, earning a giggle from his brothers.
I just grin, sitting there, watching him chase down my brother again.
I sat back down beside Nick, looking up at the moon.
"I don’t know how they can handle this breeze, it’s freezing! It’s like— 11 pm?!" Nick complained to me, bringing his hands up to his bare arms, trying to warm himself up.
"It’s not that bad, Nick. You’re just dramatic. Nothing new." Matt shoots back, holding back his laugh.
While they have their daily fights over the tiniest matter, I look back at my brother and Chris.
I watch as they laugh and chase each other with their filled up water guns. I didn’t know who the kid was between them at this point
Chris wore SpongeBob goggles and a random pair of shorts, my brother wore my old Barbie swimsuit I had when I was 12, it was the only one we had at home, he grew out of everything else he had.
"Seriously, it’s freezing. I don’t know how you do it in your 2-piece, Y/n. Don’t get me wrong, you look great." Matt compliments.
"Why thank you, Matt. Your Ninja Turtle slippers look great too!" I laugh.
"Ok fine, I’m weak to the cold. C’mon, Matt. I’m hungry anyways, I saw that they had a snack bar on the way here." Nick says, standing up and grabbing Matt’s arm.
I watch as he drags his brother away towards the hotel again, with the intent of grabbing their food.
"Hey, sweet girl! Enjoying it out here?" My mom asks as she rubs my shoulders.
"Hi, Mom. I mean, if you consider watching a 20 year old and a 9 year old chase each other fun, then, yes!" I giggle.
"Alright, Bryce. That’s enough for tonight, I don’t want to have to deal with your temper when you wake up and you complain about not having enough sleep." Mom gestured for him to come back inside.
"But, Mom!! How come Y/n and Chris can stay out here? I wanna stay out here more too!" Bryce says as his face forms a frown.
"Bryce, honey, come on. I’ll even give you 2 gummy bears before bed." My mom bribed.
I watch as Bryce galloped towards my mom, taking her hand into his.
"Thank you, Chris, for looking after him. I don’t know how you do it. You, Y/n, get into the room when you’re ready to do so." My mom nodded towards us before turning to leave.
I look back around and Chris is walking towards me, taking his funny goggles off.
"You wanna dress like this and not touch the water? Not even one bit?" He questioned.
"What’s it to you, anyway? I wanted to come out here to have the hot tub for myself, but it’s not on. Go ahead and dip your hand in it, it’s cold as shit." I pointed towards the smaller pool.
He looks at the hot tub before turning back to me, now forming a smirk on his face, like it had intention behind it.
"Still, it’s worth it to have a nice swim. It’d be a waste of an outfit if you don’t let your body touch the water?" He comes closer.
That’s when he snakes his arms under my legs and my back, lifting me into his arms.
"Chris, NO! DON’T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT I—" I yell.
Without knowing it, he jumps into the pool, trapping me with his arms, pressing me against his bare chest.
We were now under the water, I swim to the surface to catch my breath, I already hear him laughing.
"CHRIS! Are you kidding me? It’s so cold in here!"
"If I never did that, you would’ve never went in! I had to!" He says before having his little laugh attack again.
I swim closer to him and start splashing water to his face, as a form of a small revenge.
I made my way to the edge of the pool, lifting myself out of the water and placing myself on the rock edge.
I squeeze out the water in my hair as my feet play in the water, still not used to the low temperature around me.
He swam his way towards me, nearing the wall of the pool. He stops in between my legs.
"Hey, I told you to have a swim. You done already?" His eyebrows lifted mid question.
"What do you mean done? I never wanted to start anyway! It’s cold in here, Chris." I whined, feeling the cool air hit my body.
He brings his hands towards my thighs, rubbing my skin.
"Better, baby?" He asks as his thumbs circle on my lap.
"Chris, c’mon. Not here. And don’t call me that, you’re nothing to me." I put my hands on top of his, trying to relocate it.
His hands don’t budge.
"Chris? Hands off me, not here, at least."
Again, he doesn’t move, his eyes stayed on mine, roaming my body, all the way down to my core. I cross my legs, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"C’mon, mama. Nobody’s here, nothing to hide for." He continued to coo at me, trying to shift the mood.
"Chris, again, enough with the nicknames. Plus, what will happen if a fan sees us together or something, I don’t know? Mom would kill me. Even worse— you!" I reasoned out, it didn’t seem to matter to him.
"Maybe then, they wouldn’t bother me so much, knowing that I have a girlfriend of my own." He shrugged, continuing his movement on my body.
He starts kissing my thighs, my body couldn’t fight the pleasure he was giving me, soft moans leaving my lips.
"C-Chris, please, not here." I brought a hand to his hair, his lips still placing pecks on my cold skin.
"You feel so good against my lips, mama. Need more of you, now." He stares back up at me, his eyes blue but yet— so dark.
I watch as he kisses his way towards my pussy, which was only covered with a thin cloth, the only thing preventing him from seeing me bare.
He plants a teasing kiss against the cloth, even giving it a small lick.
"Chris, fuck. Chris, we shouldn’t, not here, please, baby." I exclaim as my head tilts back from the pleasure.
"Now you’re calling me nicknames, hm? Does it feel that good?" He says, smirking against my skin.
Fuck, no, I couldn’t. I hold his face in between my hands, forcing him to look up at me.
"Chris, listen to me. I said not here. I’m not telling you to stop, I just don’t want to risk it, okay?" I tried my best to convince.
"Hmm, you’re right, mama. C’mere." He takes me from where I was sitting, bringing me out of the pool.
He grabs his towel, patting me down, just enough to stop the dripping on the floor.
"Here, baby. Wear your slippers, we’re going back to my room." He slides my feet into my slippers.
He throws his towel over his shoulder, taking his phone with him before reaching for my hand and leading us back inside the hotel.
We reach the elevator and he presses the button to call it to our floor, I feel awkward and vulnerable, I watch our reflection from the elevator doors. I stood in a bikini beside a half-naked Chris.
"Ground Floor, now opening."
I watch as our reflections disappear because of the doors opening. No one was in it, I mean, it was already 11:30 at night.
"After you, baby." He allows me to go inside first, I take steps as I fully make it inside, he follows.
He reaches for the 12th number button, our room’s floor. I observe him scanning around the elevator, curious as to what he was trying to look for.
"Perfect." He says, random.
"Perfect? What’s perfect?" I ask him.
"You, and the fact that there are no cameras in here." He places his hand on my waist, bringing me closer to him.
He attaches his lips on mine, I kiss him back, the heat of the moment slowly rising.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders, bringing him closer to me. Our tongue working together, he pulls away and finds my neck, all the sensitive spots being sucked.
"Chris, don’t leave a mark— fuck, it feels so good." I moan as my fingers find his damp hair.
His hands make its way to my breasts, being weak under his touch. As he starts sucking, the elevator’s lights twitches, my surroundings suddenly shake, bringing the momentum to a stop.
"What the fuck? No way, are we stuck?" I questioned, trying to find out what could’ve went wrong.
"No fucking way, just my luck. Now im stuck here, unfinished, cold, and wet." He crosses his arms.
"Who said you can stay unfinished?" I turn back to him, a smirk starting to form.
"What?"
"You heard me, you wanted it so bad at the pool earlier, what’s different now?" I tilted my head in question, walking towards him.
I place my hands on the band of his wet shorts, teasingly tugging it down.
"Y/n, I thought we.. I thought we were gonna do this in the room?" He breathes out.
"Seemed like you couldn’t wait when you were out there, now it’s a problem?" I teasingly asked, kissing his exposed collarbones.
He starts moaning, his hands made their way to my ass, giving it a slight squeeze from the seductive movements I had been doing.
I watch him melt under each kiss, each suck, and each mark I left on him. Whimpers leaving his mouth, leaving me soaked.
"Feels so.. good.. Mm, fuck." His hands toying with my body.
"Get on your knees for me." I demanded, quiet but direct.
He immediately listened, dropping his knees to the floor, looking up at me from the ground.
"Take off mommy’s panties, use your teeth."
He nods his head, his teeth biting around the thin straps of my panties, pulling it down with intention.
He successfully brings it down to my ankles, leaving my glistening folds bare, open. I watch as he admires my heat.
"Can I, like— taste you?" He asks, his eyes still stuck on my pussy.
"I need you to taste me." I say before bringing his head closer towards my core.
He seemed starved, as if he was longing for this exact moment in between my legs. His tongue swirling around my sensitive clit, mouth sucking on my folds, leaving me in a bliss.
"Yeah baby just like that, such a good boy for mommy. Make mommy feel good, baby." I moan out, gripping his hair tighter with each flick from his tongue.
He brings his fingers near my entrance, teasing at first.
"Chris, fuck me with your fingers baby, you know mommy doesn’t like to play your little games."
He slips them in, pumping them faster, curling at the perfect angle, hitting all the sensitive spots.
I started to back up into the elevator’s wall, my back pressing against the cold material from the pleasure.
"Mmm, Chris. You’re making me feel so fucking good, baby." My eyes roll back.
I cup his face into my hands again, pulling him away from what he was working on.
He licks around his mouth, capturing whatever I had left on his face, not wanting to waste any of it, he pulls out his fingers, getting a taste of that too.
"Get up. Be a good boy and listen to what mommy says, okay?"
He nods, fingers still in his mouth, savoring the liquid that surrounded it.
"Take those shorts off for me and get on the floor."
His hands make their way to the band of his shorts, pulling them down, revealing his cock, aching for my pussy’s attention.
He gets back down, listening to every word I asked of him. I got down on my knees and got to his level.
"Poor baby, you want mommy to make you feel good, don’t you?" I cooed, receiving an urgent nod from him.
"Y-Yes Ma’am. I’ve been thinking of it since we got here." He admitted shamefully.
"Let mommy make you feel good, you can’t be too loud, can you do that for me?"
He quickly nodded again, his eyes roaming my body, all the way from my lips to my core.
I sit on top of him, facing him eye-to-eye. My knees placed on each side of him as I lowered myself on to his dick.
I let myself fully sink, taking in the foreign length inside of me.
"Fuckkk, Chris. If you told me before coming down to the pool that you’ve been wanting to do this, I would’ve stayed in your room with you." I said as I was trying to contain myself.
I watch as his eyes shut, feeling my warm walls fully surround his inches, surrounding him with my slick.
His lips part as I start to pick up my hips before lowering myself down again. I kept a steady pace, my hands placed on his shoulders to support myself.
"Mhm, just like that mommy. Fuuuck, it feels so good." He moans, bringing his hands to my waist.
"Yeah? Is mommy making you feel good?"
"Yes, yes, fuck. Please, needed you so fucking bad." His head tilted back against the wall.
I continued my movements, his tip repeatedly touching my deep spots.
His eyes followed the movement of my breasts, bouncing along with each motion.
"Y/n, y-you never told me that you felt this fucking good, you feel so n-nice around me." He struggled to get his words out from the feeling.
It boosted my ego, knowing that only I could make him feel this way.
"Fuck me more often then, so that you never forget how good this feels." I smirked.
I leaned into him, my lips finding his, our tongues moving around eachother as I kept my pace steady on his dick.
We moaned into eachother’s lips, the elevator shaking from what was happening inside.
:"Hello? Is everybody inside there okay?"
We suddenly pull away from eachother, shocked at the sudden voice from the elevator’s speaker.
I put my hand on his mouth, stopping him from making any sounds.
I continued to bounce faster, making him reach deeper and harder.
"Hi! Yes— we’re okay in here. The elevator just got s-stuck." I answered back, still keeping my hand on his mouth.
I look back at Chris, his eyes rolled back from the pleasure, his chest heaving up and down, not being able to contain himself.
:"Great! We’re so sorry for the inconvenience. We’ll be there in about 5 minutes, is that fine?"
I grinned, staring straight at Chris, full of pity in his eyes.
"Oh, 5 minutes is perfect. Thank you so much!" I faked my formal voice, not wanting to make anything obvious.
:"No problem, Ma’am. We’ll be there." The last words are cut off by a beep, the contact ending.
I remove my hand from his mouth, allowing him to have his privilege to making sounds again.
"FUCK! Oh my— Y/n! I’m gonna fucking cum!" He breathed out, finally letting all the pent up emotions get to him.
"That’s right, baby. Fill me up, won’t you?"
His head drops to my neck, his hands tightening around my waist, showing me that he was so close.
I feel as he releases his warm liquid into me, painting my walls with his cum. His nails digging against my waist, trying to keep himself stable.
"Oh fuck, Y/n. You felt so fucking good, mama." His grip around me loosened up.
My legs start shaking, I reach my highs as well, mixing my own liquids into his.
"You’re lucky it wasn’t in the room, I would’ve done more than just bounce on your dick. We just don’t have enough time." I shrugged.
I get up from him, cum slowly dripping down my thighs.
He stands up, putting his shorts back on, he helps me puts my bikini back on as well, perfect timing, the elevator opens, met with a bunch of employees that work for the hotel.
"Thank you so much! We were worried!" I faked again, trying to show more gratitude.
:"Oh, it’s nothing! C’mon, let’s get you guys out of here."
We get off the elevator, thanking them once again.
We make to his room, swiftly unlocking the door with the keycard.
"So, who said you and I were done?" He asks, smirking straight at me.
includes: teasing, oral sex (f&m receiving), car sex, rough doggy sex
All 5 of us formed in a circle, playing Truth or Dare but with a bottle. Same concept as "Spin the Bottle", just with dares instead of shared lips.
The triplets, Nate, and I are at some frat party. This event was Chris’ type of night, it took a lot of convincing when it came to me and Matt. Not much for Nick and Nate because they’re down for anything anyway.
I was wearing a low cut top, giving everyone at the party a beautiful sight of my peaks, as well as a dark wash jean skirt that barely covered any skin.
Matt doesn’t like going to parties, not just because it’s a social function, but because of his own girlfriend, me.
This specific outfit of mine is one of the reasons why he is never convinced to go to any of the functions that Nick and Chris go to.
But he never restricts me from dressing the way I dress, because he knows that even with the amount of stares I receive, none of them could make me feel the way he does, the way he touches my body, they way he says my name, the way h—
"Y/n! It’s your turn!" Chris snaps me back into reality, pointing at the bottle that was placed between all of us.
"Oh shit, my bad." I say, bring myself to my knees to reach for the empty glass bottle, my skirt riding up my thighs, earning a stare from Matt.
I loved it. I loved knowing that wearing these tiny little outfits had an effect on him, making him more possessive over me.
I flick my wrist, giving the bottle a nice spin with a steady pace going on, it starts nearing its end, slowing down.
The tip of the bottle lands on Nate, the triplets’ childhood best friend, and my classmate during junior and senior years.
"Interesting, Truth or Dare?" I lock eyes with the boy across me.
"Uhm, everyone’s been doing dares, I guess Truth?" He shrugged.
"Truth? Okay, was there anyone in this party that you had a crush on?" Everyone turns their head towards him, curious for an answer.
"W-What? I mean, yeah, but like it didn’t last long at all!" He stuttered, suddenly feeling hot.
"That wasn’t my question, I’m asking for a name." I demanded, subtle but direct.
"..Look, I can’t sa-"
"Nate dude just say it." Nick says, nudging his shoulder a bit as a gesture of encouragement.
His hesitation made everyone more curious about it now, I watched as sweat formed from his neck, but, why?
"Okay.. I—" As he spoke, a drunk frat boy decided that the bottle was the perfect "puking area".
The frat boy hunches over as throw up leaves his system, all from alcohol and heavy partying, he wipes his mouth and looks up at me.
"H-Hey you- there…. Y-Yeah.. youu.. come.. come here.." The drunk boy points at my figure and starts walking his way towards me.
"Nope, I don’t think so." Matt quickly carries me away from the situation, everyone else following us, he was the driver after all.
"Matt, put me down! C’mon, we still have an hour before we have to head home!" I say as I struggle to get out of his grip.
He doesn’t even glance down at me.
"At least put me down! I look like a kid!" Still, not a single change in his movement.
"Put me down, Matt!"
"I’ll put you down but you’re not leaving my side, do you understand that?" His voice spoke, low and stern.
I gulped, rarely seeing this side of him.
"Yes.. I understand." He lowers me back on my feet, hand tight on my wrist.
I basically get dragged away, still receiving stares from random men.
"Looking good!"
"Let me have a taste!"
"Can’t believe that’s ALL yours, Sturniolo!"
All these men’s words visibly ticked Matt off, seeing his jaw tighten, his grip changes from my wrist to my ass, showing the people around us who I truly belonged to.
We finally reached the car for what felt like long hours of disgusting words being thrown at me, and my boyfriend that had left a visible mark around my wrist and on my left ass cheek. Fuck, it’s so hot.
He unlocks the door, opening the passenger’s seat for me, everyone else hopping in on their own.
He closes the door once I placed myself inside, I watch as he walks in front of the car and making it back to the driver’s side door.
His movements were quick and harsh, I knew what I did wrong, and I did it all on purpose. I teased him the entire night with this slut outfit I had on me.
"Nate, don’t think you’re free from Y/n’s question! Tell us! Tell us! Tell us!" Chris starts chanting at the back, earning a small giggle from me.
"Dude okay.. fine. I’ll type it out, and you guys can’t show any reaction okay? I’ll uh.. I’ll show Y/n and Matt another time."
I furrowed my eyebrows, but I don’t question it. My focus was all on what Matt was going to do to me tonight.
"Ok, ready?" Nate says, holding his phone screen up to his chest.
I can see from the rear view mirror that Nate revealed the name that we were all once so curious about.
Surprisingly, not a word said by any of the boys in the back. But, their reactions spoke louder.
Chris’ eyes widened, taking in a deep inhale, letting out a shaky exhale.
Nick’s adam’s apple clearly shifts in his throat, did he just.. gulp? What about this person could be so shocking? Now I’m left wondering.
"Nate." Matt says blankly.
Just one word made all three of them jump.
"You’re home." Matt says, pointing outside the car’s window.
"Oh, right! Right… Uhh, thanks guys, enjoyed tonight, specially the guy puking haha.." He laughed awkwardly, reaching for the door’s handle, walking back into his home.
The first few minutes were quiet, extremely rare occasion, considering that there’s 3 of the same person under this car’s roof that would normally be having their daily nonsense debates.
To all of our surprise, Matt’s the one that breaks the silence.
"So? Are you guys gonna fucking tell me who it was? I’m his friend too, you know?" He says, the boys at the back earning a dark stare from the rear view mirror.
"It’s uh.. Itsss that girl we met in junior year, remember? Uh, Alyssa?" Nick says, having hope that he’d slip away from Matt’s question.
"Do you think I’m dumb? Tell me who it was, why is there a need for you guys to lie?"
His tone was getting serious, the car’s speed rapidly increasing, going 100 in a 70.
"Matt, stop! It’s not funny you actually have to control yourself!" I say, reaching for his thigh.
"So tell me who the fuck it was." He demanded. I turn to the boys, urging them to tell him before we get into anything dangerous.
"Okay dude, Matt, chill! We’re in a 70 and you’re pushing 120. I’ll say it!" Chris pleads as his hands grip on his seat for support.
"You can’t get mad, well— not any more mad than you are right now. Promise?" Nick offered his pinky, which was then shoved away by Matt.
"MATT OK ITS.."
Matt’s speed on the road was fast, yet his eyes burned through the reflection of his brothers.
"Look, it’s.. It’s Y/n! Can you press the brakes now!" Chris exclaimed, now actually fearing what his brother was capable of.
Matt slows down, reaching down to 80, still above the speed limit.
"What?"
"It’s Y/n.. but he did say it was just for a tiny bit! Junior year! Come on, you didn’t even like Y/n in junior year! Don’t be mad at him."
"Oh please, Chris. I’ve liked Y/n since the day Nick offered her to play with us on the swings in kindergarten."
"Okay yeah but.. you guys didn’t date till like.. senior year?.." Nick answers back, hoping to get his rage to die down.
"But Nate knows about how I liked her since forever are you fucking kidding me?"
"Dude Y/n’s beautiful, nobody can resist her! It’s normal, shit, even I had a crush on her and I was gay ever since I left mom’s stomach!" Nick tried joking around, I stifled a laugh, knowing if I made it audible, Matt would genuinely torture me.
Before we all knew it, we were home now, entering the garage to park the car.
The car was now positioned perfectly, the gates of the garage closed off and locked itself.
"Get out, both of you." Matt removes his seatbelt while demanding his brothers to leave.
The pair hurriedly left the car and slammed it behind them, racing to their rooms.
"What? What about us? It’s cold in here, baby." I do my best puppy eyes towards him, let’s just say, it didn’t work.
A frustrated Matt was staring back at me, hair messy, knuckles white from gripping the wheel, the lights around us being dim. It made him look so fucking good.
"Get in the back." He pointed at the seats which his brothers were once sitting in.
"Baby, what’s gotten into you?"
"I don’t know, maybe the fact that you wore this fucking outfit to the party that you knew every boy in college was going to?"
Oh he saw right through me.
"I thought you didn’t care?"
"Yeah, I didn’t, until I hear all these fucking jocks telling me they want a piece of your ass? How do you think that feels?" His voice was low but yet had such a strictness behind it, and no way, I was already pooling in my panties.
"N-Not great to hear baby, I know. I just wanted to have some fun tonight.. We haven’t went to a party in a long time!" I tried defending myself.
"Maybe because last time we went, you were on the dance floor and all these men tried to touch every part of you? If I never pulled you out of there, they could’ve marked you, they could’ve marked what was mine."
I didn’t realize it but he had a grip on my thigh as he said his words.
"Fuck, that hurts. Baby, let go of me, please?" I placed my hand on top of his large one that was on my aching thigh.
"And I’ll make it hurt more, get in the back."
I gulped and reached for different seats to support myself, making myself comfortable in the back.
He watched me from the driver’s seat, his eyes burning holes through my cold and exposed body.
"You barely have any clothes on, might as well take it all off." He indicated for me to remove everything I had on.
I slowly start lifting up my top, exposing my chest, which shamefully, had no bra on underneath.
"No bra today? Even to the fucking party? Are you asking for me to teach a lesson?"
I flinch at his words, continuing my progress. My skirt slide down my ankles, leaving me in my dark red laced underwear.
"Spread your legs for me." I obeyed his words, separating my thigh from the other.
On my panties was a wet patch of slick. So fucking embarrassing because he hasn’t even touched me and yet, he already had me this wet.
"You’re just unpredictable, aren’t you? Who made you this fucking wet already?"
"I mean.. everything you do, you look good doing it. Specially when.." I cut my words off, hesitant with what was about to leave my mouth.
"When? When what?" He waited for my answer.
".. When you were driving us home earlier, because you were angry, I don’t know, okay?" I hide my face with my hair, feeling shy.
"Is that so?" He looks at me up and down, admiring the sight in front of him.
Tits perky and nipples hard from the cold air that filled the car, waist going inward, showing more of my hips, all the way down to my pussy, which was desperate for my boyfriend’s attention.
"Give me room." I scoot to the side as he travels towards me, now in the same seat.
"Lay down on your back, lift your hips up when I tell you to."
I lay down on the leather seats, waiting for his commands to come over my body.
He dips his head towards my underwear, taking them off with his teeth. Oh my fuck.
The scene was just so fucking hot. He then signals me to lift my hips up, successfully taking off my underwear.
He starts kissing my puffy folds, starting slow.
"Mm, fuck." I moaned out, feeling confident that the other brothers wouldn’t hear us where we were.
He starts to flick his tongue on my clit, even swirling circles on it, making me grasp for the car door above my head.
I was now a loud mess, I couldn’t help but squirm under his repeated motion.
"Matt! Matt, baby, it feels so good when you’re eating me out like this." I say as my hands meet his brown, messy hair.
"Let’s see if Nate can try to make you feel better than I can." His mouth leaves my pussy.
I can hear him unbuckling his belt, removing his pants and unzipping, letting his cock free, it looked like it needed attention too.
"Sit up." I immediately obeyed, getting up from my position.
"Here, get on your knees, I don’t care if you don’t have space, make it work for me." He pointed at the car’s floor.
I crawl to the floor, he places me in between his legs, where I was face to face with his large cock.
"Do what you have to do, baby. Make me feel good, don’t stop until I tell you to." He brushes his hands through my hair, guiding me nearer to his shaft.
I put my lips around his tip, getting myself used to the size. I start to reach deeper, before I realize how big he actually is.
"M-Matt, I can’t put it all inside me.." I wipe the remaining spit on my lips.
"Look at me, does it look like I care? Because you certainly looked like you didn’t give a shit about anything when you decided to wear that fucking skirt." He blankly said.
I nod, going back to his dick. I ease my mouth onto the first few inches, bobbing my head up and down, making eye contact every now and then.
"Mmm.. Yeah. Keep going." He places his hand on top of my head.
I let my spit coat his length, lubricating the entire thing. Using my tongue to lick on his tip, knowing all of his sensitive spots.
I earn a few moans and groans from him, seeing him from this view was so different, seeing his adam’s apple go up and down from the pleasure I gave, the way his face looked so fucked out.
He cups my chin and lifts me off of his dick, placing me back down on my chair, laying me down, what was he doing..?
He starts to align himself into my entrance, oh shit.
"I’m not gonna slow down for you, baby. So you’re gonna have to keep up." He says, immediately sliding in all his inches into my warm walls with no warning.
"FUCK! Matt! You— I’m— Fuck!" My eyes widened at the sudden stretch, my hands now gripping on anything that was in my reach.
"Yeah? Does my dick make you feel so good that you can’t even think properly?" He pounds into me, skin slapping against mine.
"Shit.. Matt. Please! Be gentle!" My eyes roll back at the foreign feeling.
"You be fucking quiet and take me in like the fucking good girl that you are."
He starts to pick up his pace, his tip repeatedly meeting my sensitive spot.
"Matt! I can’t— fucking take it anymore!" I cry out, the pain was so fucking good, my body couldn’t handle it.
"You’re taking me in so well, baby. Stay still like that, let me use you."
He was taking out all of his built up anger on my fucking pussy? I mean, no complaints here.
"Can Nate fuck you like this? Answer me." He grabbed my face, making me stare straight at him as he continued to pound into my bruised pussy.
"N-No! Never. Fuck. Ugh, Matt, baby. Fuck me till I cum." I was losing all senses to his thrusts.
"Yeah, that’s it. You know who you belong to, don’t you? You know who owns this tight, pretty pussy." He starts circling his thumb on my swollen clit.
He then flips me over, putting me in a different position, my ass in the air, my head pressing against the seat.
The new position gave him better angles, fucking me deeper.
"MATT! Oh my, God! Fuck, it feels so fucking good." I support myself on the car window, which was heavily fogged up from the scene inside the car.
"Such a good girl taking me so well. You feel so fucking good, baby." His hips thrusting into my ass, the sounds were messy and loud.
He notices the handprints I left on the car’s window, making him groan.
"Making my windows fog up, hm?" He asks, reaching for my hair, pulling it towards him.
This made me reach my highs, yelling his name as I released all the juices onto his inches.
"Good girl, stain these fucking seats, the next time Nate sits on here, he’ll see the mess you made, all because of me." He doesn’t stop there, he still digs himself deeper into me.
"Matt please cum inside of me, leave me filled up, won’t you?" I look at him over my shoulder and used my puppy eyes again, this time, it worked.
I was being pounded into at a fast pace, our wet skin making sounds of heaven, my breasts bounced with each thrust he did into me. All of this made Matt reach his climax.
"Fuckk, stay like that baby, don’t let my cum drip out of you."
He grabs his phone as he pulls out, recording my fucked out heat.
He takes his fingers and opens my flaps, revealing my hole dripping of his cum.
"I’ll make sure to send this to you every time I see you talking to Nate, you hear me?"
He asks, looking at my fucked out face, receiving a nod from me.
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