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dizzy. that’s how you felt. your vision blurred with dark spots, the scent of their cologne mingling with the haze of weed.

" you still mad at us baby—hm? " nicholas moaned in between your trembling thighs, arms wrapped right around them to keep you from going anywhere as he flicked his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves while your hips are stuttering, grinding into his mouth.

drew moaned at the sight, your back pressed against his tone stomach as his hand grasped your chin, tilting your face up ward. your wide, tear-filled brown eyes meeting his blue ones. " look so pretty like this babydoll. " he whispered bucking his hips into your backside unintentionally.

"ouu f-fuck waitt daddy-" feeling a rush of desire coursing through your veins, your voice becomes husky with arousal, while your body flushed with heat as the tension builds in the pit of your stomach, the fat of your thighs filled with small red hickeys as drew rubbed his free hand down the right one.

" cmon pretty girl, you can take it. " nicholas mumbled sucking on your clit, releasing it with a loud pop; your eyes meeting his as he fucked his tongue into your gushy hole. the vibaration from his moans rippled through you, nearly pushing you over the edge.

you let out a loud whine, eyes rolling back as you arched your body, desperately trying to pull away from him. the sharp slap on your thigh making you freeze in place. " be a good girl f’ us mama, I know you can. " drew moaned slightly, drawn to the slight pout on your puffy lips and the way his tip leaked pre-cum as it pressed against you, his abs tightening from the sensation.

hips buckling with drew fingers slowly curling deep within your walls, "m'cumming oh—" your voice trembling, mascara running down your face as your eyes roll back in your head, your legs shuddered in nicholas's grasp. as they both continued their assault on you, neither of them letting up; even when u tried to close your quivering legs, only to feel a sharp sting and the coldness from the rings on your clit seconds later.

which is probably how the once dressed up as a white rabbit girl found herself face down ass, up pressed against the bed of one of the most notorious frat boys on campus.

the lacy white shorts torn, the cream — colored bunny ears discarded somewhere around the room, and with beyoncé's ' haunted ' blaring from the speakers downstairs, she couldn’t help focus on anything but him.

" why you keep runnin from it mama, hm ? take this dick. " yanking her up by the long straighten sew in, the harsh smack on her ass and the fast deep strokes had her seeing stars. slick painting his dick as it dripped down her thigh.

she huffed out a whine with each thrust, his hips slamming in to hers, hitting the spot repeatedly. " n-no.. shitt " she cried raising her hand to push him back, grabbing her arm and pushing it back in front of her. nicholas yanked her by her waist tightly as he fucked up into her, the feeling becoming so foreign.

" pushin me wont make it any better doll. " he groaned in her ear, the sound of her pussy squelching and the way her ass moved backed against him had him in pure bliss. slutty moans falling from her pretty pink lips as she leaned her head against his shoulder. his brown eyes already boring into hers, the fake blood smudging against his cheek.

eyes rolling back as his cool rings made contact with her neck squeezing tightly as she whined gripping his wrist. " pussy feels so good. " nicholas let out a let a small breathy whine before yanking her into a nasty kiss, spit dripping down her chin as his puffy lips glistened with her glitter lip gloss.

" mm 's too much daddy! " barely being able to hold herself up, her boobs spilling from the corset and the fat tears falling down her face, nicholas loved and craved the way she became such a mess for him.

rubbing his rough hands against her clit and harshly pushing against her stomach as he fed her nothing but deep strokes, he let out a soft moan in her ear which alone could’ve sent her over the edge. " 's it okay baby, fuck me back. . . cmon. " his body flushed and trembling, grunting as she moved her hips against him with the little strength she had.

nicholas could feel her tightening around him by the second, which only made him more needy and whiney.

i know if im haunting you, you must be haunting me.

pushing her into the pillow, making her arch real good for him. nicholas had her ass slamming against him as she took every inch of him. the loud noises of the party drowned out for them both as they tried to reach their highs, wanting nothing more but to feel each other close.

his breath getting heavier as she whined even louder, his tip hitting the right spot over and over as the overwhelming pleasure filled him up. " cum on your dick baby, you got it. " he says — whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

she could barely could even process her own rush approaching by second. pussy clenching around him— without slowing his pace, causing her to cum all over him, coating his dick with her release.

" think y' can gimme one more sweetheart . . . please?. "

with that being said, and nicholas being the famous actor he was; he never had time for his pretty little girlfriend, his busy schedule never allowing him to treat his girl like he wanted.

but when he did find the time away from the fame and crazy obsession, he made sure to make her feel better then ever.

" takin this dick so good baby, you feel me? hm? " dick deep inside of your wet walls, tip hitting your sweet spot over and over. legs bent to your ears, eyes rolling to the back of your head, the once soft curled hair that was pulled back now puffy you honestly couldn’t even find it in yourself to answer him.

the coldness of his sliver ring making you flinch from the way he landed a slap on your clit, your pussy tightening around him as you gripped the streets with a loud whine. " youn hear me talking to you? huh? " voice low and raspy he mumbled his hand roaming toward your stomach — pressing down slightly.

" ohshitt daddy please! " you moaned; big pretty eyes teary, watching the way his dick was getting slippery from your wetness. " please what doll ? f-fuck m’pretty ass pussy. " nicholas moaned distracted from the way you took him, it was like you two were made for each other.

mind clouded and numb, your cream dripping all over him, duck shaped nails digging into abs, and pussy deliciously throbbing, this was a high that made you love waiting for him for weeks on end.

the way he pushed your legs back more, the harsh slaps to your thigh when you tried to push him away and the small whines that fell from his lips paired with the praises had you seeing stars — wet noises coming from the ring that was forming around his dick.

" m’gunna cum baby waittt " throwing your head back you cried, thighs shaking as the loud moans continuously fell from your pretty puffed up lips. pushing his foot up onto the bed and swiftly changing the angle, nicholas bit his lip at the sight of you falling apart in front of him. " make a mess for me mama, cmon. " he whispered smacking his hips against yours making you feel all of him.

you squealed. tears falling down your cheeks as your organism came crashing down within seconds, nicholas grunted heavily as your wall spasms around him—spilling his nut deep inside of you and with the way both your bodies trembled as he pulled out he couldn’t help but stare at you in all your glory; watching yours and his cum flow out of you.

they both were practically a mess, his hair clinging to his forehead, as his face was covered in a deep shade of red. her sliver heart necklace in the deep valley of her breast, eyes low and red.

" makin daddy feel so good, baby. " nicholas rasped as he watched the way her pussy clenched around him. he was fucking her deep, the sliver anklet dangling over his shoulder while he pressed slightly on her stomach— the sight of her could’ve made him cum alone.

her soft manicured fingers gripping the chrome hearts neck lace that was wrapped around his neck, a small whine falling from his puffy lips, the sound of his hips snapping into hers echoing through the room. "w-why you fuckin me like this" she moaned out against his lips as he fucked her, using his two fingers to rub her puffy clit. the thick band of their mixed arousals forming around his dick.

cupping her face into his hands, his brown eyes staring deeply into hers, bitting his lips as he changed the angles, giving him the perfect advantage to exploit the sensitive spot in her dripping pussy. " cause’ i love y-you mama . . . fuck y’know this. " he groaned, lying straight through his teeth. throwing his head back at the feeling of her wrapped around him.

it was almost like a cycle, he would fuck her, tell her how much he loves her and then leave her for months on end. calling her on a random thursday night whenever he was back in la, only to own her for the night — disappearing before she wakes up.

" z-zanderr " the sound of his middle name falling from her lips had nicholas tensing, pushing both of her legs further back, burying himself deeper then he ever could. " mm who’s pussy is this? " letting out the slutest moan he rasped, teasing her sweet spot with every thrust; his phone lighting up with multiple messages every ten seconds.

saliva dripping from her pretty lips, pussy pulsing as she felt the knot in her stomach close to snapping. " yours, baby all yours. " letting out a cry from pleasure, nicholas eyes rapidly scanned over the girls face the way her pussy sucked him in deeper and deeper, he almost felt like he might’ve loved her.

" let go f’me sweetheart " he whined feeling the wetness across his lower half immediately after. making his thrust so sloppy as he spewed; his thick cum coating her throbbing walls. the familiar sound of his phone ringing over and over not even bothering them as he continued to drill into her.

but the way he looked so fucked out, his tip kissing your cervix so perfectly as he thrusted so deeply inside of you and the way he’s hitting every spot that it’s making you see stars, he could not have looked better then he has in this moment.

"m’ so fuckin deep, feel me baby?" he whined, grinding into you, eyes low while he pressed slightly on your stomach— your thighs are shaking and sticky mixed with his and your own cum, your pussy clenching around him over and over again.

your soft fingers find there way to his face, gripping the side of his jaw, earning a pretty whimper from his puffy wet lips. " your so handsome b-baby … fucking me so good. " pulling him into a desperate kiss as the praises that spill from your mouth has him falling over the edge.

lost in how wet and warm you felt around him and the sounds of your pleas and whines matt couldn’t help but to change the angle, pinning you down and pushing both of your legs further back burying himself deeper inside of you causing you to moan in shock from feeling the familiar knot in the pit of your stomach close to snapping.

" mattt s’too much " you squealed, your hands gripping the sheets with every thrust, thighs shaking from the pleasure. rubbing your swollen clit and the tip of his dick abusing the sensitive spot deep inside of you repeatedly had tears falling from your eyes. " f..fuck, it’s okay pretty let go f’me.." thrusting into you deeper, you feel the knot in your stomach unravel. your arousal wetting matt's lower half, eliciting a whine from him as he tenses, as he pumps you full of cum, each spurt of his thick load coating your throbbing walls.

the sensation of both your bodies going limp, both of you still catching your breath as he peppered wet kisses on your neck, your eyes locked on each other. matt's hair clung to his forehead as his gaze remained lowered, his lips swollen and crimson, while his face was adorned with a subtle, innocent pout as if he hadn't just fucked you into seeing stars.

chewing on her nails and her pens while she’s dreaming of him.

as she perched on her professor's desk, the girl twirled her bright pink pen between her fingers, her mind wandering as she chewed on the end absentmindedly. struggling to keep up with the material, each lecture seemed to pass by in a blur, leaving her feeling more confused than before. despite her best efforts, the concepts eluded her grasp, slipping through her fingers like grains of sand.

professor sturniolo, most student's favorite teacher, was the strictest teacher on campus—you couldn’t get away with any thing around him, which is why she craved him the most. if anything he was the only reason the girl even touched foot in that classroom. his presence in class was the only thing that truly commanded her attention, sparking a hunger for his approval that drove her to excel.

ignoring the shining ring on his finger, her desire to be his was stronger then the love him and his wife held and she wanted to prove that. scratch that. she needed to prove it.

so, when her professor, offered private lessons, she jumped at the opportunity without hesitation, dressing in the shortest jean skirt she could find in her closet, her pink belt shinning brightly on top of the fabric; along with a mini black crop top that stopped above her breast. she would do anything to get his attention.

which is how she found herself on his desk, legs wide open as the bright pink pen she was twirling in her mouth was now on the floor, her left hand gripping the side of the wood material while matt her professor gave her little to no space, his rough hands playing with the sensitive buddle of nerve.

" cmon sweetheart, you know the rules. " matt mumbled, as he pouted against her neck, slipping his hand between her thick thighs making its way to her soaked core rubbing small circles over her throbbing clit as he stuffed her full.

of course she wanted to pass his class, but from the way he was fucking her; she couldn’t find herself to answer any of his questions.

" ouu sir. . . feels so g-good. " her back arching as she sucked him in, making matt grab her neck as he sloppily kissed her, the mix of his spit and her lip gloss keeping them connected.

matt moaned softly as he felt her snug warmth enveloping him, drawing him in deeper with each thrust of his hips. " so needy angel. " he feel like he was in heaven, having one of his favorite little pretty college students come into his class willing to do anything to pass, just from the thought of it alone could of had him cum right then n there.

yanking her hair back, he watched as her pussy clenched around him and the sounds of her pretty moans grew louder all from his touch, matt longed to etch this image of her into his mind . . . his favorite girl.

" i can-t please sir, fuck- " her eyes meeting his as he went deeper into his pussy, an overwhelming sensation flooded her as he repeatedly struck that spot. " so perfect, taking me so good. " his moans growing louder as his thrust grew sloppier, the paperwork that was once sitting nicely on his desk now knocked over onto the floor.

"m'cumming daddy—" her voice trembling, mascara running down her face as her eyes roll back into her head, moans spilling from her pretty slicked lips as she released over his dick; the feeling of matt stuffing her to the brim and filling her up with his cum had her seeing stars, forgetting all about the good grades she came here for in the first place.

It was 2 a.m. walkin' into the club.

The ocean blue lights casted mesmerizing patterns on his skin. as the dimly lit vip section of the strip club enveloped the boy, who sat awkwardly on the plush couch, his legs spread wide in a display of unintentional dominance. Of course, his friends had dragged him here, but he felt out of place, unsure where to look as dancers gyrated on stage. Despite his discomfort, matt tried to appear nonchalant, though his nervous glances betrayed his unease.

As he watched the dancers move gracefully around the poles, his gaze locked with one in particular.

She was mesmerizing, her skin soft and covered in glitter, each shimmering particle catching the dim light and reflecting it in a dazzling display. Her outfit was a work of art, an intricate ensemble of lace and sequins that seemed to dance along with her movements, hugging her curves in all the right places. with her hair being elegantly curled, framing her face like a halo, adding to her allure. As she danced, money piled at her feet, a testament to her captivating performance.

Their eyes met across the smoky haze of the room, a moment suspended in the chaos of the club. His breath hitched in his throat as he observed her, captivated by the way she moved with such effortless grace. Her gaze, like a magnetic force, pulled him in, leaving him feeling exhilarated and vulnerable, like a moth irresistibly drawn to a flame.

" she’s pretty huh? " chris yelled over the pulsating music, the bottle of hennessy dangling loosely from his fingertips. With his other hand, he pushed at his brother's shoulder, trying to pull his attention away from the captivating dancer. His brother, too entranced to tear his gaze away, could only nod his head in response, lost in the spell casted by her mesmerizing performance.

seen him from a distance, knew who he was.

Matt tore his gaze away reluctantly, his mind still lingering on her image. " Yeah, she's something else. " he murmured, unable to tear his thoughts away from her. " when are we leaving again? " matt asked, impatient and slightly uncomfortable, as chris downed the shot of don julio, hardly acknowledging him.

" relax. besides, we have a surprise for you anyway. " nate slurred, nudging matt from his seat into the backroom of their vip section, shoving him inside slightly. " enjoy your little show. " giggling like a little kid nate yelled over the loud music before quickly shutting the door.

matt found himself slowly sinking into a plush velvet red chair positioned in the center of the room even more uncomfortable then before but with the little shots he had his nerves were slightly calmed down. casting his gaze around, he noticed a sleek chrome pole rising from the floor, its surface glinting under the soft glow of dark pink led lights that bathed the room in an intimate ambiance. Above him, a large mirror adorned the ceiling, reflecting the scene below in a mesmerizing display of lights and shadows.

As he settled into the chair and with the music pulsed softly in the background, the door creaked open, and a familiar silhouette emerged. with each step, the click of stiletto heels echoed in the room, drawing matt's attention like a magnet. which only caused him to realized the dancer was the same one who had captivated him all night.

and oh he couldn’t wait to thank chris and nate.

" Hello there," she purred, her voice a sultry melody that sent shivers down his spine.

the boy swallowed hard, his gaze locked on her hypnotic movements. " Hi. " he managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

with a soft smile, she began inching closer with each step. " do you like what you see? " she teased, her skin illuminated by the pink light, casting a radiant glow, while her eyes burned with intensity,

all matt could do was nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from her. his heart pounding in his chest.

her laughter was like music, she could feel how nervous he was and her goal was to break him out of that, even if it was just for tonight.

" good," she murmured, her fingertips trailing lightly along his jawline. " because tonight, I'm all yours. " she teased, a playful pout adorning her face as her eyelashes fluttered delicately, and her glossy lips finding their way between her teeth.

she straddled his lap with effortless grace, her body melding seamlessly with his. The warmth of her skin against his sent a rush of heat through him, igniting a primal longing that begged to be sated.

Her hands traced patterns across his chest, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine, while her face nestled into the curve of his neck, she peppered delicate kisses along his skin.

her acrylic nails trailed down his stomach as she swayed her hips against his lap, the friction catching Matt off guard. A soft moan escaped his lips, betraying the intensity of the sensations coursing through him.

" enjoying yourself, baby ?" she whispered softly, her lips brushing against his ear as she continued to dance.

matt could only manage a breathless nod, his hands instinctively finding purchase on her hips as he surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of her movements, despite his efforts to contain them, soft groans and whimpers escaped from his lips.

The sensation was entirely foreign to him, his eyes fluttering closed as waves of desire washed over him. All he could think about was the overwhelming urge to touch her, the thought of tearing her out of that tiny outfit threatening to make him lose control right then and there.

he almost didn't let himself give in, until the little sense he had flew out the window. gripping her hips firmly, matt found himself grinding into the girl, the intensity of the moment overwhelming.

with a desperate whimper. he pleaded, warmth seeping through his boxers as the tension built up, his voice barely audible amidst the pulsating rhythm of the music.

" let me make you feel good. "

sliding off his lap, her touch lingering on his skin like an electric pulse. — the sight of her pierced nipples, hardened against the sheer fabric of your top, threatened to having him come undone again on spot if she didn’t circle around his chair, her voice against his ear; sending a shiver down his spine.

" here’s my card. " she said, her voice soft as she leaned in, trailing her fingers down his tattooed arm. as she did, she felt matt lean back against her, his head resting against her breast, his breath was heavy with each gentle caress of her touch as he gazed up at her through heavy-lidded eyes.

pulling back gently, she dropped the card into his lap, her eyes meeting his as the song finally came to an end.

˚◞♡ first of all, there’s no doubt. she is matt’s twin. like a literal copy and paste — only thing different would possibly be their eyes, her's being a light brown.

˚◞♡ before she was born, matt would definitely put heart stickers he found at the store on your stomach, which could possibly be as to why the baby was born on valentine’s day — and her name being dove since the dove is the bird most closely tied to valentine’s day.

˚◞♡ he definitely treats his daughter like royalty, loves spoiling her with all his heart, and with him holding a soft spot for her; of course she’s gonna get anything she wants.

˚◞♡ religiously sings to her every chance he gets. she’s crying? okay he’s ready to sing, she won’t go to sleep? okay he's ready to sing her a lullaby, matt just loves singing to her.

˚◞♡ dove's always in the car videos, sitting on matt’s lap either cuddling him while playing with her yellow teddy bear, or causing chaos with chris there’s literally no in between.

˚◞♡ got custom made necklaces for you and him with dove's birthday in graved on them and a custom bracelet for dove that has her birthstone and a heart on it.

˚◞♡ big on pinky promises!! if he promises anything to his daughter of course, he’s gonna do whatever it is.

˚◞♡ has a scrapbook that’s full of pictures of dove, literally down from the day she was born to present day — matt loves keeping memories of her for them to look back on :(

˚◞♡ he loves bringing her everywhere with himmm, like if she’s not allowed to go then he is not going no matter the place.

˚◞♡ his instagram would be filled with his daughter, she would even have her own little highlight that’s just all about her.

˚◞♡ definitely makes you all match, it doesn’t have to be the whole outfit but little accessories or the shoes, stuff like that.

˚◞♡ protective isn’t even the word, don’t even let anyone breathe the wrong way towards dove cause it wont end well.

˚◞♡ keep's her coloring sheets / random drawings in a small box! literally keeps anything she makes no matter what it is tbh.

˚◞♡ goes over the top for every birthday! literally hundreds of gifts and so many different type of flowers that are placed around the house.

˚◞♡ another thing would be a small documentary! I feel like matt would definitely record every part of your pregnancy, from the day you found out to the day the baby was born so that he could make a video and post it — revealing to his fans about your babyyy !! it would be so cute.

⠀ຳ ♡͢▒ 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 ꜜ ❪  𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 + 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙼 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈. ❫ 

matthew sturniolo, the renowned football star and charmer, always seemed to have a infatuation with — the girl who dressed in the dark pink and white cheerleading outfit, along with the way her plush thighs were always covered in glitter, the rhinestones covering her soft cheeks and the nicely decorated letterman jacket that had his number on it, #14.

although, the two were total opposites. matthew seemed to put on a cold and nonchalant persona; also being one of the biggest man whore's on campus according to the other cheer leaders, she on the other hand was the sweetest . . . known as the innocent girl who would never let anyone touch her, but him.

she craved him, although nobody knew that but herself. she couldn’t imagine how good he could make her feel, and with the way each girl from her cheerleading team bragged about him and the pleasure he made them feel she realized she had to find out herself, which is how she found herself in the position she was in right now.

pressed up against the light gray rusted lockers, white and pink mini skirt pushed up, your mixed arousal making a mess on your thighs as matt’s face founds its way in the crook of your neck—his tip kissing your cervix with precision.

"m-matt" you whined softly, your pretty little hello kitty acrylics gripping his hair. the position he had you in had you going feral, with the way he constantly hit your sweet spot and the way you were feeling him all at once, for once in your life you actually understood where the girls on your team were coming from.

gripping you up by your neck, your legs tightening around him, his breathe hitching at the feeling. " fuck . . . squeezing around me baby." matt let a small breathy whine before pulling you in to a nasty kiss, spit dripping down your chin as his lips were smeared with your lipgloss. loud whimpers leaving your mouth, feeling his dick hit the same spot over and over, your warm and clingy walls gripping him tightly.

"look at you, takin this dick so well f’me, so pretty mama." he hissed, his pace never faltering, and the coolness of the ' m ' chain around his neck hitting your breast every so often while your eyes rolled into the back of your head from the pleasure.

"i-i canttt." you moaned. your soft hands finding there way towards his abdomen. " unt un, be a big girl for me baby and take it. " he groaned around you—as his eyes were trained on the way your pussy sucked him in deeper and deeper, leaving his dick shinning in your wetness.

"go ahead. cream on your dick, pretty." his strokes growing deeper, as he angled his hips into a different position making your eyes roll back and your thighs shake as your organism came crashing down, the loud squelching and the sounds of matt’s filthy moans filling the locker room as he reached his peak—spilling his nut deep inside of you, while you clinged to him, letting out a small moan at the mess you too made, while he whispered little lies in your ear.

the moon light illuminated your beautiful soft skin as you exhaled with contentment as the crisp february breeze gently kissed your exposed legs that were perched ontop of la's best street racer's dark orange 2024 lamborghini revuelto's hood. mumbling the lyrics of the chase atlantic song that was lowly emanating from his stereo.

it was approaching 4 am, the once bustling parking lot now laid deserted except for the lingering scent of gasoline in the air but, from the way his gentle lips tracing your inner thighs; that was definitely the last thing on your mind. using your free hand to run your light pink acrylics through his hair as chris ate you out like a starved man. He’s sloppy with the way he slurps at your heat and the way his hands grip your thighs not allowing them to close on him.

" you taste so good, sweet girl. " he mumbled against you, your breathe hitched—along with your hand that was filled with the small bedazzled camera shaking, almost dropping the camera from the way his tongue traced along your folds making you whine; grinding your pussy on his face, pulling his long brown hair causing him to let out a small moan.

"s-slow down! pa—" you cried out, while chris continued to eagerly lap up your arousal, causing your thighs to tremble.

"cmon mama, you got it. be a good girl and put on a nice show for your boyfriend. " his soft hand moving up your body, as he squeezed and grabbed at your pierced nipples.

of course, you knew it was wrong but you couldn’t help it, yet the irresistible allure of his touch and the sensations he stirred within you proved too potent to resist, and the undying feeling of getting caught leading you to the charms of your boyfriend's enemy, two undeniably top street racers . . . duh you had to go with the one who won the biggest event of the night; which is how you found yourself here.

the sound of loud whimpers fell from your lips as chris sucked on your clit, trying to hold onto the camera tightly and trying to get a good view but you were definitely failing from the way he was making you feel in the moment.

your back arching—each tender lick, every gentle swipe, and all-consuming suck infused with an undeniable sense of love, your essence flooding against his mouth without warning— making the man moan around you happily the grip on your thighs tightening as he looked at you, almost ignoring the front of his hood that was completely soaked.

PLUG!CHRIS : who made it to where she couldn’t smoke with anyone else but him— so she couldn’t get supply from anyone else . . . but him and only him.

PLUG!CHRIS : who would always drive around the city of boston—one hand on the wheel as the other was placed right on her thigh, gripping the flesh every chance he got as the girl in her seat sat with her thighs pressed together to ease the ache between her legs.

PLUG!CHRIS : who loves to blast music once he has you on his lap in the backseat of his car, blunt wrapped around his lips—head thrown back as you rode him, your ass bouncing on top of him and the whiny moans that you were letting out made him want to stay in the moment forever.

﹝ 2:22 AM — BOSTON, MA. ﹞

chris groaned slightly in your ear, head tossed back as a wispy trail of smoke drifted from his lips the blunt hung lazily from his fingers—his free hand using the light blue polaroid that he fished out of your purse to take a picture of you, who was a moaning mess around him.

" chrisss " you whined and squirmed on top of him, walls squeezing down onto him with every bounce.

" cmon on pretty " he mumbled as he found himself pressing the black button on the camera—capturing ur fucked out face, before dropping it on the empty seat next to him, taking another drag from the blunt. " you got it, I know you do. " he whispered while all you could do was whine, tears falling down your pretty face.

the feeling was too much for you, and chris could see that so, gently placing the blunt between ur glossed lips; his rough, warm hands found their was towards your hips and pushing his hips upwards, savoring the sensation of your walls enveloping his entire length.

" look so pretty like this, mama. " which was true, the way he was feeding you deep, long strokes, he couldn’t help but watch the way your face scrunched up from the pressure— and the way you were clinging to his shoulders as his tip hit your sweet spot.

" take it all baby—fuck " he moaned, your pussy clenching around him— without slowing his pace, the boy seemed to drive you over the edge, causing you to cum all over him, coating his dick with your release. " look at that, you made a mess mama. " chris whimpered, eyes low as he looked up at you.

" it’s only fair you clean it up right pretty? "

and with the way her acrylic's clawed along his back, eyes rolling back as her beautiful moans danced along the walls— as she attempted to escape from the overwhelming feeling. only for him snatch her back up by the red install that most definitely was fucked up by now, he couldn’t help but love to make her feel good.

"why you keep runnin' from it mama, hm?" he mumbled, his strokes deep as he left sloppy kisses all over her neck. his voice, sounded like velvet, adding another layer to the already intoxicating experience, turning her brain into a delightful mush.

the sound of her whiny moans filling up the room again, tightening her legs around him; ensnaring him, into a nasty kiss—his hand finding a way up towards her neck. "b-baby, m'gonna cum!" the girl whined in his ear—as she clenched around him, the small smirk dropping from his face as the groans left his mouth; from her being on a lustful high and the feeling of him twitching inside her while her essence coated around him within each stroke.

tugging at the silver chain that read her name, she planted fervent kisses on his lips, evoking silent moans of pleasure, his inability to respond only fueling the intensity.

her vision whitened, sensing the unraveling coil in her stomach, the grip of her legs around him gradually weakening with each passing minute—her back arching as she felt herself let go around him within seconds.

"wanna give me one more, doll?"

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CHRISTOPHERSTURNIOLO she’s so pretty i wanna eat her.

GRYUDOLL oh baby that’s not-

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MATTSTURNIOLO see this that shit i be talking about

GRYUDOLL matt ml, ur being a hater i fear 😞

RANDOMUSER i think you posted this on the wrong account idk tho

MIKARIAJANAE saying this during bhm is crazy fren ngl

NICKSTURNIOLO I didn’t wanna say nothin but-

CHRISTOPHERSTURNIOLO i will kill both of yall ✌🏻

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CHRISTOPHERSTURNIOLO 💕🪵 KC ! ft. pic of my gf she never posted.

GRYUDOLL NEGRO I DIDNT POST IT FOR A REASON?

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USER I don’t know if I want him or her

NICKSTURNIOLO im this close to blocking you 🤏🏼

MATTSTURNIOLO i second this

INDIANICOLL i third this

GRYUDOLL all ? of ? yall ? go ? die ??

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MATTSTURNIOLO why are yall actually cute 😞

CHRISTOPHERSTURNIOLO why are u actually ugly 😞

MATTSTURNIOLO bitch we look alike??

CHRISTOPHERSTURNIOLO yet im still cuter than you.

MATTSTURNIOLO blocked.