ᢉ𐭩 Sturniolohoes ᢉ𐭩

“look at you, mm.” chris groans lowly, his grip on the camera tightening, “look up at me.” your eyes moved up, locking onto the camera lens as your tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

“there she is, my little slut.” his eyes fixate on you through the small screen, “so fuckin’ pretty, take it all baby. I know you can. Show me.”

you obliged, your head tilting forward as you flatten your tongue, allowing him to slide back into your throat with ease. your eyes screwed shut as you focused on breathing through your nose. chris’ cock rested for a second, before his hand gripped your hair and pulled your head up, “want to see those pretty eyes even I fuck that pretty mouth of yours, baby.”

the sloppy sounds his cock was making against your mouth mixed with his moans, “fuck, yes.” he huffs, “so fuckin’ good.” a few thrusts later, you were on the bed on all fours, chris pointing to camera at your glistening pussy.

“she’s drippin’ for me, baby. Fuck. You have such a pretty pussy.” he lets out a breathy moan as he drags the head of his cock between your folds to collect some of your slick. your hips roll back, “please baby, I need you.”

“can’t argue with that now can I?” chris bites his lip, holding the camera steady as he slides into you, “there we go. holy fuck.” you whine out as his thrusts pick up hot and heavy, not giving you another second to wait.

after a few more thrust, he pulls out, slipping two of his fingers in and slowly thrusting them in and out for the camera to see, “m’gonna fill this pussy. fuck, gonna have you carrying me around for days.”

and that exactly what he did. after making you cum a few times, he pushed his cock into you deep, allowing you to feel him twitch as he pumps his cum deep into you, “you did so good baby.” his hand runs over your ass, “let’s see how full you are.”

he leans back, pushing the camera down as he slowly pulls his cock from inside of you. he groans as his cum makes its way to the surface and runs down, dripping from your swollen clit, “that’s perfect baby.”

“f-fu-“ you let out a frustrated groan as his thrusts stay relentless, “chris!”

his hand tights its grip on your hair, pushing your head into the bed, “what, baby? hmm..” he leans down, lips dragging over your bare shoulder, “can’t take it? thought you said you could?”

your moans grow louder and louder, your pussy pulsating around him as you come yet again, “oh my god.” you whine out, the overstimulation getting to be too much for you, “chris, chr- fuck! p-ple-ase!”

“mm, i think you got one more in you, ma. c’mon, just one more, hmm?” he chuckles as he thrusts harder, “or two, i love when you’re a mess for me.”

you grip the sheets tight, pulling them as you whine loudly, “t-too.. much.. i-i..” your eyes roll back as you squeeze his cock with everything you have left in you, “o-oh, f-fu- god, chr-is!”

“fuck, fuck. that’s it, baby.” he groans, pushing into you as deep as he can go. you moan out as his cock twitches inside of you, painting your walls with his cum, “such a good girl, taking all i have.”

he slowly pulls out, admiring your leaky cunt before laying down next to you, “i love when you’re a mess for me.” he brushes hair from your face, “are you alright?”

you can’t help but give him a small smile, “i love when you make me a mess.”

“tell me how it feels, baby.” chris whispers, his cock pounding into you ruthlessly. you moan back in response, your eyes rolling back into your head, but it wasn’t good enough for chris.

his hand slides up, holding your head steady, “look at me, use your words.” you open your eyes, struggling to keep them open, “i-i-do-mm, chr-“ he smirks, his grip on your thigh tightening, “what was that baby, couldn’t quite understand you.”

you pant, moans rolling from your lips as your eyes slowly closed, “mm, i-“ you couldn’t form words, you felt stupid, but that’s exactly what chris wants.

chris moans lowly, “fuck, baby. i love it when you’re like this.” he kisses your cheek, “all fucked out.” he kisses your forehead, “i love fucking you dumb.” he moans, “gonna fill this pussy, baby.”

“p-ple-“ your cunt squeezes his cock tight, “i- yes..” you feel him twitch, his thrusts continuing to be ruthless despite growing sloppy, “fuck, ma. fucked you so stupid m’gonna have to remind you that your full.”

you look down at chris’ hands between your legs, moaning out in frustration as his fingers slowly work against the walls of your pussy, “h-how much.. longer?”

chris turns his head, a smirk resting on his lips, “just a few more minutes baby.” he gently presses his lips to your temple, “i wanna wait until the clock strikes midnight.”

you let out another frustrated moan, rolling your hips to get more friction, “please.” you whimper, “i need more, baby.” chris laughs quietly, shifting down on the bed beside you, “just relax, i know it feels good. you’re soaked, mama.”

you can’t fight back a smirk, moaning out as his lips attach to your neck, “feels so good.” chris’ fingers pick up, but only a little, and it frustrates you even more, “baby.” you whine, “p-please. i-i need more.”

you hear a quiet laugh escape his lips as he turns to check the time, “two more minutes baby.” his lips return to their previous spot on your neck, “do you think you can wait two minutes for me?” you nod your head, biting your lip as you watch him kiss down your body, his fingers staying out in your cunt, “good girl.”

your lips part at the nickname, watching as his tongue sticks out to circle around your clit. you let out a gasp, hips bucking as your eyes roll back, “c-chris.” You moan, “i need to cum, please.”

he glances up at you, “one more minute, baby. okay? one more.” his fingers slide out from your cunt and is replaced with his tongue. you let out a louder moan, walls clenching tight as you grow more and more desperate for an orgasm, “f-fuck, yes. yes.”

you turn your head, glancing over as the clock switches to a new time and you grab his head, holding it to you as his lips wraps around your clit and suck. everything you’ve been building up to finally releases and you’re a moaning, whining mess under his touch.

he guides you through your high, kissing his way up your body to your lips, “happy new year, baby.” you can’t help but smile, rolling him over onto his back, “happy new year, baby. my turn.”

“does that taste good, baby?” matt asks as he hooks his finger around the arch of the candy cane between your lips. You nod, whining around it as his cock slowly pushes deeper inside of you.

he pulls it from your lips, dragging it down your chin and neck until he reaches your nipple. he holds his cock inside while dabbing the sweet stick over it. you watch him as he leans down, gasping out as his cock shifts inside of you.

his tongue sticks out, circling the perked bud to collect the sticky residue from your skin, “wanna put this inside of you.” he looks up, his breath heavy on your neck, “can i, baby?” you whimper as you nod, moaning as you feel his cock leave your cunt.

he moves to lay beside you, biting down onto his lip as he pulls the candy cane down your torso and taps it against your swollen clit, “please, matt.” he glides the flat bottom of the cane over your slit before slowly sliding it in. your eyes fixate on the cane that’s being swallowed by your pussy, “fuck.”

“do you wanna taste yourself, ma?” matt asks as he peppers your neck in kisses, “bet it tastes so good.” you tilt your head, your walls tightening around the cane as his fingers press to your clit, “Words, baby.”

“yes, yes.” you gasp out, “wanna taste myself.” matt groans lowly, looking back down as he pulls the cane from your cunt, “open.” your lips part, tongue darting out to welcome your slick coated candy cane. your lips wrap around it and you moan at the taste.

matt watches in awe, “tastes good?” you nod, whimpering out a small, “yes.” he moves to kiss down your body, “i told you i‘d find a use for those candy canes.”

your brain was swirling like water down a drain, from wondering just how you ended up driving chris’ car, to him being knee deep in his passenger seat, bent over the consol with his tongue in your pussy.

your fingers tangled into chris’ hair, pulling hard as you tilt your head back against the door, “fuck, chris.” you let out a breathy moan, “m’gonna cum soon, baby.” chris glances up at you, his tongue circling your clit. he lets out a groan, moaning as he tilts his head to stick his tongue back into your cunt.

“chris.” You breathe out, “i-i- fuck!” you bring your leg up higher, hooking it over the steering wheel, “feels so good.” chris glances up at you, returning to sucking on your clit as two of his fingers slide right into your soaked cunt, pulling louder moans from you as he curls them upward.

your back arches off the door, hips rolling forward as he quickens the thrusts of his fingers, “cum for me, baby.” he whispers, his breath fanning over your already sensitive clit, “need you to cum f’me.”

your eyes roll back, whines and whimpers escaping quickly as your hips roll forward more towards his touch, “fuck, fuck, oh my god!” you let out a pleasured scream as your pussy grips his fingers.

chris’ lips wrap tightly around your clit, sucking harshly which pushes you over the edge. you look down, watching as he jerks his head back with the first squirt that escapes your cunt. He quickly switches, groaning out, “that’s it, ma. give it to me.”

his lips part and his tongue slides out to catch the second one, “good girl.” his eyes flick up to look at you, “that was fuckin’ hot.” you smirk, chest rising and falling quickly as you watch him lean in to lick your pussy one last time before sitting up.

“so.” you rest your head back, “is it still a casual friendship now?” you bring your leg down and he shakes his head, “there was nothing casual about us.”

“matt.” you breathe out, “w-we- fuck.” your fingers snake into his hair, tugging hard as his tongue works up and down your pussy, “they’re gonna-“ matt stands up, shutting you up with a kiss. his hand drags up your back, tangling tightly into your hair, “i don’t give a fuck if they come looking for us.”

you let out a sharp gasp as his grip tightens, stinging your scalp under his fingertips. he keeps his eyes on yours while undoing his jeans to free his cock, “you knew exactly what was going to happen when you wore that dress.”

a smirk spreads over your lips, confirming exactly what he said was correct. your smirk falls as his cock slides into you, filling you completely in one thrusts. you gasp, your hand flying up to grip his shoulder while the other grips the counter beneath you, “o-oh fuck.”

he doesn’t give you any more time, pulling out and roughly thrusting back into you. you wince as his tilts your head back more, leaning in to sink his teeth into the skin of your neck, “go on, baby. let me hear it.”

your eyes roll back as you gasp, “Fuck, matt. Feels so good.” he kisses up to your lips, his thrusts growing faster, “C’mon, ma. I want them to be jealous that get to unwrap my gift anytime I please.”

you moan louder at his words, your hand moving to grip the back of his neck, “m’so close, baby.” you whimper as he lets go of your hair, moving his hand down to rub vigorously over your clit, “make a mess, baby.”

your lips part, moans filing through the space as the tight band in your belly snaps with vengeance. matt moans lowly, watching as his cock and hand redirect the liquid spewing from your pussy as he guides you through your earth shaking high.

“that’s what I was after, baby. good fuckin’ girl.” matt leans in, pressing his lips to yours as his cock twitches to fill your cunt with his cum, “i love it when you do that.”

there’s a knock on the door and you jump, snapping your head to look, “if you guys are done in there, we’re going to be doing gifts soon.” matt looks at you and laughs quietly as you cover your mouth giggling, “coming.”

chris’ lips trailed down your neck, biting and nipping as his hand gave your hip a tight squeeze, “bet i can get you off in less than ten.” you smirk at his words, pressing your lips to his before you whisper, “Betcha you can’t.”

“challenge accepted.” chris smirks as his hand snakes up under your dress and pressing your thinly covered cunt, “you’re already so wet, this shouldn’t be hard.” you roll your eyes, hand gripping his shoulder tighter as his fingers weave in between the fabric of your panties and you’re already soaked cunt.

he kisses up your neck, his voice low in your ear, “little do they know, I already know what this pussy feels like.” your breath catches in your throat, moaning out as two of his fingers slip easily inside your cunt,“how’s that feel, baby? Hmm?” he peppers kisses across your jaw line. you whimper in response, afraid that if you open your mouth, everyone will ear you. chris slowly thrusts his finger and and our, curving then upward and your legs buckle under you.

he chuckles against your cheek, “all I needed to know.”

you turn your head, pressing your lips hard against his to try and keep the moans that are building up from escaping. Your eyes roll back as he speeds up his thrusts, “fuck, chris.”

“shh, baby. i don’t want them to know how pretty you sound, that’s all for me.”

his lips move with yours as your hand snakes up to tangle in his hair, tangling it around your fingers and pulling. he groans against your lips, moving his leg between yours to keep them open, “i can tell you’re close.” you nod, “y-yes, baby.” your head falls back as your lips part. chris lays his hand over your mouth, forehead against yours, “come for me, ma. I know you want to.” he taunts, “just let go, baby.” his lips press to your forehead, groaning lowly as you slide your hand over to palm him through his jeans.

“no baby, this time is all about you getting off, we can worry about me later.” Chris whispers, biting his lip as your cunt squeezes around his fingers each time they thrust back in, “you have the best pussy ever, so fucking wet.” he groans into your neck and you gasp, using your hand to push his hand harder against your mouth as your back arches from the wall.

“that’s it, that’s my girl.” Chris smirks as he watches your body jolt as he guides you through your high, “you look so pretty when I make you cum.” his fingers depart your pussy, moving up to slip past your lips as he moves his hand, “clean’em off for me, baby.” you lock eyes with him, swirling your tongue around his slick covered fingers.

his jaw falls slack watching you, moaning lowly as you gently bite down on his fingers with a smile. he smirks, pressing his lips to yours as he reaches down to pull your panties back over your pussy, “i’m fuckin’ you as many times as I can tonight.”

you smirk, pulling him back in to make out. after a few minutes, there’s a knock on the door and it opens, your friend standing there smirking, “so, how were your ten minutes of heaven?”

you let out a whine as your back arches against the passenger seat of chris’ car, breathing out a quiet, “fuck, chris.”

“c’mon, baby.” chris whispers against your cheek, “need you to cum for me.” your lips part, moans spilling out as you watch his fingers thrust in and out of your pussy.

your cunt desperately squeezes his fingers, your pants growing louder and louder until you finally break, squirting all over his hand and bottom of the dash with a scream.

“fuck yes, baby.” he groans as he vigorously rubs over your clit. your hips roll forward as you push yourself up, “fuck, fuck fuck. t-too much.” you whine, “too-too much.”

chris chuckles as he reaches up, turning your head towards him, “that was so hot.” he presses his lips to yours, his tongue pushing against yours, “i want to make you do that again.”

you can’t help but smile at his compliment, reaching your to take his hand and guide it back to your achingly soaked pussy, “it felt so good.” you whine, looking down as he instantly picks up thrusting his fingers inside of you.

“just one more time, then we’ll get you cleaned up, baby, okay. Can you give it to me one more time?” chris rests his forehead against your temple, groaning lowly as your cunt pulsates around his fingers, “i know you want to.”

your head rolls back, your pleasured screams filling the car as you feel that same build up beginning to form, “d-don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop.” you were gasping, panting hard as your eyes roll back into your head.

You felt, and heard the gush spew out, droplets going every which way as chris rubs your clit, “I’m never going to get tired of getting you to do that, baby.” chris presses his lips to yours cheek.

“i-i made a mess, baby. i’m sorry.” You look over at him and he shakes his head, “it was so fuckin’ worth it, baby.”

“you really thought you were going to show up to a party wearing that dress?” matt growls lowly in your ear, “you can see your pussy as soon as you bend over.” you let out a loud moan as his cock thrusts into you deep, “i-i’m sorry.”

matt laughs, “you don’t have to be sorry baby.” you whimper at the loss of his cock and gasp as you’re rolled over onto your back, “i think you did it on purpose, you wanted to be punished, didn’t you?”

“y-yes.” you moan out loudly as his cock slips back into your aching cunt, “i wanted you to punish me.”

“thought so, you’re just a little slut that loves being fucked, huh?”

“only by you.” you whimper, “i-i only want you.”

“that’s right, baby.” matt groans deeply, “who’s pussy is this?” you let out a loud cry as his thrusts grow rougher, “y-yours, baby. It’s yours.”

"just like that, ma." chris groans out, "fuck, you're makin' it so hard to concentrate on driving." you ignored him, lifting and pushing your head down on his cock, tongue working up and down the shaft.

"m'so close, fuck." chris' breathing is ragged as he grips the steering wheel tighter, "fuck, yes, baby." he moans, "feels so good." your nails dig into his thigh as you work him into your throat, eyes squeezing shut as your only focus is to get him to cum.

"a-almost there, baby." his hips buck slightly as you pull up and swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip before taking him in again.

a bump in the road causes you to gag when his cock is shoved into your throat without your doing, and that sends him flying over the edge.

his hand keeps your head pushed down as the car is filled with his moans - it was like music to your ears.

you swallow as his cum shoots into your mouth, sucking the tip to get every last drop out. his breathing is raged, thighs buckling as you continue and they don't stop until you sit up.

"how was that, baby?" you smirk at him as you sit back in your seat and buckling up, "sounded like it was good."

chris looks at you with a smirk on his lips as he works to tuck his cock back into his pants, "we're doing that on the way home."