#matty thots

♱ ⠀nicholas using your mouth and throat as a fleshlight

♱ ⠀early morning sex with jolly

♱ ⠀spanking with dom!matt

♱ ⠀munch noah likes to take his time with you

♱ ⠀aftercare interrupted for more overstimulating sub!noah

♱ ⠀shibari and overstimulating sub!nicholas with a wand

♱ ⠀mutual masturbation by you to sub!noah and sub!folio

♱ ⠀eager munch noah

♱ ⠀paddle punishment with dom!nicholas

♱ ⠀matt letting you use him for your sexual frustration

♱ ⠀over the counter fucking with feral folio

♱ ⠀deep fucking and slight choking with jolly

sneaking into ur apartment to play out his perverted lil games *consenting ofc* but like hiding out until your home and making a big deal on how delicious you look when you look up all scared and breathless at him from the floor after being chased around.

All dressed in black down to his boots that make it even more intimidating when he hunts you down after you’ve managed to slip away and hide. He may even have you grind on his boots while he has you tied up in front of him, tutting at you and promising to make you clean up your mess later.

Him literally just using you as an object, making you cum until you cry and then still continues anyways since he hasn’t yet and wants to watch you break. Probably making you wear the mask since pretty little playthings don’t need to seen just heard….

Matt would likely approach you while you’re sitting on the bus engrossed in something on your phone or talking with one of the other guys. Suddenly, he slips his hand beneath your shorts, which you wear for easy access, and pulls aside your panties. Sometimes, he’ll explicitly declare his intentions, adding to the sense of degradation. Other times, he won’t say anything and simply carry on. You’ll know when he’s satisfied when he withdraws his finger and openly licks off your arousal, making a soft hum of contentment before he quietly walks away without a word. He’ll then go on to repeat it multiple times throughout the day, catching you off guard.

Later that night, when you’re asleep and he climbs into your bunk behind you, he’ll slip into you. As you begin to stir, he’ll attempt to silence you, complaining that your soft, sleepy moans are too loud and that’s why he has to cover your mouth. “We don’t want the other guys getting jealous, do we?” he whispers against your ear as he slowly fucks you, savoring the sensation of how wet you are from the day’s edging and the anticipation. And when he cums inside you, he fills you up with the reminder that he “saved it all for you.”

Nick would approach the situation differently. He’s a gentleman, but he can also be a bit mean at times. He always maintains a gentle demeanor, feeling along your thighs as he caresses them, his hands moving higher until he slips your panties aside and slowly begins to tease you. “You’re all pent up, aren’t you?” he’ll ask, but there’s a faint mockery in his tone, but you don’t mind and nod along as your hips buck, trying to match the rhythm of his fingers as he draws out touching you.

You have ten minutes, at least you thought so. Now, you think more time has passed, but you’re struggling to comprehend anything beyond the pleasure currently overwhelming you with Matt’s teasing touch.

You’re in the green room, and he has you seated in his lap. Your legs are spread open and secured in place by his arms, which are hooking beneath your knees. You’re trapped and going nowhere. Not that you had any intention of doing so when this all began, but now you’re contemplating it, as you rest your back against his chest, your skirt hiked up to your waist, and a large rip in your fishnets at the crotch, conveniently left for his own ease, squirming on Matt’s fingers which are buried deeply in your cunt. His thumb rubs over your clit, and his fingers skillfully stroke along the spot behind it, trying to coax another orgasm from you.

“Please, please, please,” you beg repeatedly, tears building in your eyes as the overwhelming pressure mounts.

“Please what, baby? I thought this was what you wanted?” Matt teases against the shell of your ear, amusement evident in his tone.

You shake your head, but you’re not protesting or denying it. You’re not asking him to stop because, honestly, you don’t want him to. He’s already pulled a few orgasms from you—the two that followed the first merging into one—and now he’s already attempting to achieve a fourth. You can feel how wet you are; your thighs are slick, and the wetness seeps down between your asscheeks and onto his lap. You can hear how wet you are with his fingers pumping inside you, before he gently withdraws them to teasingly circle your clit and stroke over your folds, as if he’s savoring every aspect of your pussy.

While he does, he whispers in your ear about how soft it feels, how pretty your pussy is, and how wet you are for him, it sends you into a state of dizziness, and you can barely muster any protests beyond strained whimpers and moans as tears slowly roll down your cheeks from the overwhelming stimulation.

Your body trembles violently on his lap, intensifying with each wave of pleasure that washes over you. This incoming wave is stronger than the others, and his fingers work harder inside you, you feel it. Your thighs shake as you cum, and with the wave, you experience a completely new sensation—a whole new pressure that drives you into sobs as you cum, squirting with intense force.

“Holy crap!” In your dazed, teary state, you hear a familiar voice. As you try to focus your eyes, you see Noah and Folio standing in front of you. Their eyes are wide, and their mouths are open in shock. But what you notice the most is the wet patches on their shirts. It seems like they’ve been splashed by something. When you finally realize what’s happening, your own eyes widen, and you let out a whimper.

You try to move to close your legs or wriggle yourself off Matt’s lap, but he stops you. “Shh, baby. I believe they’re eager to watch you go again.” He whispers against your ear with a playful smirk, his fingers once again returning to their rhythmic circling of your throbbing clit.

"Mm, no not like that." You shake your head, shifting your hips as you feel his fingers moving and make a slight face before reaching down to grab his wrist and pulling his hand away.

"What?!" He looks practically offended, but you dismiss it.

"Okay have you ever actually made a girl cum before?"

"Course I have." He scoffs and you give him a skeptical look. You know that most women differed, so it was possible the girls he'd been with liked what he was doing to you, except you don't.

"Lay down." You instruct him, releasing his wrist and gesturing towards the pillow you had been lying on, as you sit up.

You switch positions and this time you're straddling his head, holding onto the headboard with one hand as you reach down to his with the other, guiding him to where you want him. "Firstly you're going to use your thumb to just..." Your head falls back as you guide his thumb to circle your clit, quivering at the contact and a moan slips from your mouth. "Nice and slow..."

"Like this?" His voice sounds heavier, thick with lust and it sends another quiver rolling through you.

When you dare to peer down at him you make a soft sound in your throat, unable to take your eyes off how mesmerized he is by just his thumb circling your clit. "Yes, just like that." Your hand strokes slowly up his arm before reaching for his other hand and bringing it against your ass for him to support you and draw you closer.

"Now use your finger and just... oh." Your lashes flutter with surprise as you feel his finger already circling your tight hole and you don't need to look down to know he's already smirking and proud of himself for catching you off guard like this, but you don't give him the satisfaction of any praise, other than the sound of your moans as he sinks his fingers into you, his thumb pressed to your clit.

"Now just curl them slightly and drag them right along that spot. There! There!" You try to guide him between your moans and when he finds the spot, your thighs tremble, almost giving out as your hips begin to buck.

You become so caught up in the sudden rise of pleasure it takes you a moment to realize he's replaced his thumb with with his mouth, pulling you closer to him and spanking your ass as a gentle guidance for you to get off using both his tongue and fingers.

The sounds you're making descend into whimpers, your thighs shaking harder as your climax is vastly approaching and you can feel him circling on that one spot behind your clit, the one which always drives you over the edge and makes you squirt when you're alone except the sensation hitting you now feels more intense than those times.

Both hands gripping into the headboard, you're practically shaking as your orgasm rips through you, the heat in your belly spreading out across every inch of you, your skin growing flush as you feel another rush of wetness following, squirting straight down onto Matt's face. You can't even pull yourself away, not because of your shaking, but because of his grip as he pulls you right against his mouth, practically allowing for you to waterboard him.