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[alicexbae]

Alice!! my favorite girl, how’ve you beennn?? I hope you’re doing much better now 🫶🏼 love the new theme btw, might be my favorite tbh, love this aesthetic 💜🩷💜🩷💜

hai bby!!! mentally/emotionally i’m doing a lot better, however my toddler is going through a sleep regression (terrible twos 😣) so i am HELLA TIRED. still trying my best to work at my drafts bit by bit when i can, it’s just so busy urghhhh! and like same???

purple and pink have always been my fave colors and then i was listening to ashnikko and i shit you not the aesthetic just clicked with me. i love it sm so i’m so happy you approve/like it!!

[alicexbae]

hiii im a new writer looking for some moots and i saw some fics of yours and i loved them, would you wanna be moots?

omg hi sweetheart i’d absolutely LOVE to be mooties!! i’m always looking for new mooties!! ❤️❤️❤️

life has been a lil hectic for me recently so i’m not as active as i’d like to be, hopefully everything will smooth out soon so that i can interact with my mooties more! feel free to hmu at any time sweetheart, here’s to new mooties!!! 💋❤️🎉🥳

[alicexbae]

so it would seem that one streetracer!chris bug that bit my brain a lil while back could actually have merit now 🫠😵‍💫 i’m actually so proud of him i wanna cry ❤️

[alicexbae]

you’re new theme is so pretty omg you’re so creative <3 how are you?

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hey bumblebee!! thank you so much it’s probably my favorite theme so far!! and i’m doing much better than before thank you so much for checking in ❤️❤️ i’m still struggling slightly with writing but as far as mental/emotional i’m sooooo much better! it’s amazing hearing from you again bby ❤️❤️❤️ i’m so looking forward to shaking this writer’s block off completely it is legit drowning me ugh 😣😭

[alicexbae]

Hi baby my new fav little account. How aboutttt a lil mutual masturbation between chris and reader and they actually can’t take it anymore n just end up fuckin HA. 🤒🫦

-☁️

𐙚 — i am so, so sorry for how long this took bby!! life has really been kicking my ass lately 😣 thank you so much for the yummy request!!!

𐙚 — fem!reader, established relationship, mutual masturbation to straight fucking, bigdick!chris, deep penetration, size kink(?), pet names (ma, baby), cowgirl/riding (more like getting fucked from below), creampie, small breeding kink (big my bad), dirty talk/language, “good girl”, not really proof’d.

“fuck, ma, go faster.”

chris’s voice is breathy and husky, blown eyes glued to the sticky mess between your plush thighs. your fingers work madly over your swollen clit, the pleasure eliciting small moans and sharp breaths from you.

it feels good, but it’s nothing compared to what chris’s dick can offer you — you know that for a fact.

and it’s right in front of you, hard, throbbing and painted red, flared cockhead drooling pearly pre as his hand jerks it fast — you swear your mouth is watering.

“you’re starin’, ma.” chris suddenly pants out, pulling your gaze up to his eyes. your clit throbs at his lidded stare, at the pure want swirling in every feature of his face.

“isn’t that the p-point?” you stutter out, gut curling and slick oozing from your folds. your hand wasn’t nearly enough, arm muscles already feeling tense and worn from the fast rhythm you’ve had to keep up just drag yourself this close to your orgasm.

“hah, yeah. but you seem like you want to do more than just stare.” chris teases, cock jumping in his hand and catching your eyes immediately. a whimper catches in your throat — it’s so fucking thick and long, built to stretch you out and reach every sweet spot; built to absolutely ruin you.

“can you blame me?” you whine out, fingers slowing from fatigue. “‘s so big and my hand isn’t enough — i don’t even think i can cum from touching myself anymore.”

“fuck,” chris hisses, head knocking back against the wall behind him. he’s so hard it must be painful, and you wonder if his hand is even doing the trick for him. you get your answer in the next few seconds.

“shit, i can’t cum like this either. come on, get it on it, baby.”

you’re quick to follow his command; in record time you’ve abandoned your spot at the foot of the bed and straddle his hips, sopping pussy kissing his hot tip and breath mingling with his. chris holds his cock steady while you grip his shoulders and start to sink, whining in pleasure when his cockhead splits open your walls.

“fuuuuuck yeah, baby. take it nice n’ slow, that’s it — lemme feel that pretty pussy.” chris groans, eyes glued to the event taking place between your legs.

“chris,” you can’t help but whine, walls fluttering and hips nearly aching — you’ve only taken him halfway and there’s already pressure against your cervix; he’s so insanely big it’s mind melting.

“i’ve got you, baby,” chris murmurs back, hands framing your hips for support. “jus’ stay right there, okay? i got you.”

your fingernails dig into his shoulders as chris fucks his hips up, bullying his cock into your sloppy pussy at a fast pace. your lips part on wanton, lewd moans, small chants of his name interrupting the cascade as he fucks you deep and rough.

“look at you takin’ that big fuckin’ cock — god, you’re amazing.” chris growls, breathy and deep, cock kicking inside your walls and stretching you out so deliciously.

“fuck, more,” you mewl, head growing fuzzy from the slick, sloppy slaps of his hips and the creak of the mattress below you — the sounds are insistent, a narration to how fast he’s fucking you; it’s sending you straight to the edge faster than you can comprehend.

“y’want more, baby?” chris mumbles, lips latching onto the skin of your neck wetly. “want me to fuck your pretty pussy up til you can’t move? is that what y’want ma? tell me.”

“yes,” you gasp out, eyes rolling back in your skull with every drag and slide of his thick cock, pussy sobbing and drooling down his balls with every thrust. it’s so messy and hot, filling your entire body with wet heat. “please, fuck me harder. make m’cum.”

“fuck, yeah, good girl. i know you want it,” chris pants out, fucking into your cunt savagely — his rhythm is a bit sloppy, and his cock is twitching and throbbing against your walls; he’s close. “i know y’want me to fill this pretty pussy up too — fuck, so fuckin’ sloppy, baby.”

“chris, please,” you can’t help but whine, pussy fluttering as your gut cinches tightly — you’re so fucking close, his thick cock hitting every sweet spot and pulling your orgasm beneath your skin. you just needed a little more, needed it rougher, faster —

“i know baby. i’ve got you, ma. gon’a make you cum so hard, fuck. such a fuckin’ good girl, baby.” chris groans, hips pistoning up to bully his cock into you savagely, bouncing your entire body from the force.

wet slaps, grunts, slchurps, squelches, and whines permeate the room as he fucks you silly, murmuring about how wet and tight you are, calling you his good girl, fucking you right there —

“coming!” you yelp, gushing around his cock and pulling deep, rolling moans from his throat. he’s still slamming into you as you ride out the intense waves, cunt and clit throbbing in time to your heartbeat.

“good fuckin’ girl, cum all over me, shit — yeah, fuckin’ you so good, ain’t i, ma— fuck, i’m gonna cum —,” chris sounds almost whiney, hips stuttering and cock throbbing and kicking inside you.

you aren’t even fully aware that you’re begging him to cum, that you’re pushing your hips down subconsciously to swallow his cock wholly into your cunt, that you’re babbling so incoherently, until chris cuts your words off by sealing his lips to yours.

his tongue dominates your mouth immediately, licking and claiming, deep groans being shoved down your throat as chris fucks himself to completion — it doesn’t take very long until he’s losing it completely, cock and balls twitching as he empties himself inside you, filling your already sloppy cunt with hot fluid.

“fuuuuck, ma, take my fuckin’ cum — shit, gonna fuck it so deep; gonna put a baby in’ya, fuuuuuck.”

you can’t do much else than collapse on top of him as he fucks himself through his high with your velvet walls, as he coats your cervix with hot seed — and in the back of your mind, you can’t help but wonder if his seed will take.

and you’re really too exhausted to contemplate why the thought turns you on all over again.

taglist: @nxra-cxm @purpledragon222 @whore4mattsturniolo @lov3bug @heartstvrnn @luvvnai @riasturns @emely9274 @sturnzsblog @gemzyy @eliana-4200 @et6rnalsunshine @nataluvssmattsturnn @slut4brunettes @sophand4n4 <3

[alicexbae]

.☘︎ ݁˖ | alice/ali, almost 24, aesthetic lover, chris sturniolo fucker, hobbyist writer. thank you for visiting and i hope you enjoy your stay! i love you! | aesthetic inspo: fuck me in shibuya – ashnikko.

.☘︎ ݁˖ | masterlist below, latest post, dm’s always open!

.☘︎ ݁˖ | CHRIS STURNIOLO | munch | mini skirt frenzy | mutual | tba…

.☘︎ ݁˖ | FREAK!CHRIS | sloppy | sleepy | ooze | from below | first time | tba…

.☘︎ ݁˖ | FWB!CHRIS | on call | let her know | tba…

.☘︎ ݁˖ | MATT STURNIOLO | keep it warm | keep it warm ii | fuck you silly | tba…

.☘︎ ݁˖ | ROOMMATE!MATT | panty thief | tba…

@alicexbae 2024; please do not repost, translate or steal. thank you so much for reading/visiting! <3

[alicexbae]

𐙚 — requested by the beautiful @nxra-cxm 💕 thank you so much for this idea, it literally infested my head instantly! ilysm pookers pls always gimme your ideas 😘😘

𐙚 — 0.6k words, fuckboy/fwb!chris, rough sex, needy sex, dirty talk/language, pet names, raw p in v, girly!reader, reader wears a skirt and chris loses it, bigdick!chris and a sprinkle of size kink. chat i really don’t know how i feel about this one (it feels kinda bleh to me) but i hope it’s good enough! i love you all so much and i’m going to do my best to get out better content to you 💕💋

to be transparently clear, this situation is all your fault.

at least, that’s what chris tells you as he pins you to his bed, lips smacking with yours wetly and hand fumbling in its quickness to unbuckle his belt.

“totally on purpose,” he mutters between aggressive kisses, free hand squeezing and rubbing the meat of your thigh. “y’knew this would rile me up, baby girl.”

he’s so hard that you can feel him, just pure heat and thickness, and your cunt throbs in anticipation. slick pools between your folds in preparation — god you wanted it so bad.

“jus’ wanted to get fucked, huh? that’s why you wore this shit. fuck, i’m gonna fuck you so hard.” chris growls, belt buckle snapping with a click and stopping your heart in its tracks. your lungs shudder.

how long had it been since you’d had him inside you?

“please,” you whine without conscious thought, prompting a groan from chris’s lips. there’s some shuffling as he shoves his pants down his waist, just enough to pull his cock free of the confines.

it’s hot when he presses his tip into your cunt through your panties and shallowly pumps his hips.

“fuck, you’re already soaked. yeah, you wanted this s’bad.” chris hisses out, a statement rather than a question. his hand is impatient when he shoves the bridge of your panties to the side with a muttered “get this the fuck outta the way.”

the second his cock presses past your folds you’re both moaning in unison. his thickness splits you open with the most delicious pressure, sliding against every sweet spot and kissing your cervix before he even bottoms out.

“fuck,” you whine out, hand shooting up to grip his bicep, hips tense and toes curled. chris snickers at your reaction.

“can’t take it all, ma?” he teases, rolling his hips forward to fuck himself into your sloppy cunt slowly. “you’ve done it before, y’know.”

“just fuck me,” you pant back, hips tingling and eyes threatening to roll already. you wanted him so fucking bad, needed him to fuck you absolutely stupid.

chris mumbles something but you can’t focus on whatever it was when he actually obeys you, pulling his cock out until only the tip rested within your walls. then he shoved in — and again, and again, until your body has melted against the mattress and your throat is full of warbled moans and mewls.

“fuckin’ shit, ma, pussy’s s’good,” chris growls, words punctuated by slick slurps and squelches. “so fuckin’ tight an’ wet. missed my cock, didn’t you, baby? yeah, mhmm, i know you did, doll.”

you almost can’t speak — not over the sloppy smacks of his hips into yours, not with the way he’s fucking savagely into your walls, not with the creak of the bed frame or the thumps of the headboard against the wall; it’s all so hot, filling your head with a thick fog that leaves no room for anything other than sheer, desperate horniness.

“harder,” you croak out. “fuck me harder, chris — oh, oh my fucking fuck—,”

“shit, gonna fuck you up s’good, ma,” chris growls, thick cock drilling into you mercilessly and fucking yelps and whines straight from your throat. “keep makin’ noises, baby. tell me how good you feel, fuuuuuck—”

fingers bruise into your hips as chris grips them and uses the leverage to pull you down on his cock, bruising himself balls deep inside you with every quick thrust. your gut is twisted now, chris is fucking you straight into nirvana with little effort.

it’s because he’s just so big and thick and rough, exactly what you needed.

“you better fuckin’ cum, baby.” chris pants, cockhead spearing your cervix. “cum all over m’cock, give it to me, yeah? oh, fuck, i don’t think ‘m gon’a last — you look too fuckin’ sexy takin’ m’dick like this.”

chris was completely losing it, fucking you like a wild animal, cock hard and throbbing — you were going dumb, but one thing stayed attached to your head somehow;

you should wear skirts more often if this is how it affects chris.

taglist: @nxra-cxm @purpledragon222 @whore4mattsturniolo @lov3bug @heartstvrnn @luvvnai @riasturns @emely9274 @sturnzsblog @gemzyy @eliana-4200 @et6rnalsunshine @nataluvssmattsturnn @slut4brunettes <3

[alicexbae]

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓! 🎉🎉

𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄:

𐙚 — be more active! i’ve been slacking so much on activity (thank you depression, wonderful to see you again.)

𐙚 — start writing more aus! (fwb!chris, ex!matt, maybe some fratboy!chris or baby daddy!matt)

𐙚 — make more mooties! (i’m so shy to reach out to people because what if i annoy them 😭)

𐙚 — stop putting so much pressure on myself to write and understand that my friends won’t hate me if i don’t post consistently.

𐙚 — write more fluff! (if you’ve got anything you’d really like to see i would love to hear it!)

𐙚 — rewatch every sturniolo video (literally my comfort trio.)

𐙚 — find a theme i’m happy enough to keep for at least a month (audhd i’m looking at you.) (preferably find THE THEME)

thank you so so much to @phone4pills for the tag! i love you pooker! 💋💕✨

my no pressure tags are — @trevorsgodmother @sturniqlo @ariestrxsh @evie-sturns + anyone else who would like to participate! <3

[alicexbae]

not a fic (but possibly inspo for one); i wholeheartedly believe matt and chris would be the type of boyfriends to roughhouse with you.

HEAR ME OUT! like, in their videos, they’re always all so touchy-feely (grabbing, shoving, holding, slapping, etc) and it’s literally the cutest thing i’ve ever seen.

i really think this would also translate into a romantic relationship. they’d never be super rough with you of course, but do manhandle a bit as a form of affection. play fights are common, bro.

like imagine just chilling on their bed or something, and suddenly he’s just pinning you to the bed and trying to egg you into roughhousing. loves it when you actually fight back and put a little strength behind it. he’d more than likely tease by saying something like, “you hit like a girl.” or “is that all you got?”

he’s also definitely popped a boner during this.

AH THIS IS A FUCKIN NEED I TELL YOU!! pls roughhouse w me matt or chris 😣😣

[alicexbae]

pls write something about like a toxic ex matt and seeing him when ur drunk at a party and him just fucking u silly in the bathroom

𐙚⋅˚‧ ノ you… are… a… demon. nonnie how did u know my roman empire is the ex trope?!??!? ugh you’ve seriously made my day/week/month/year — i digress. thank you so much and i hope i was able to do this thirst justice! <3

𐙚⋅˚‧ノ 1.2k words, 18+ content, fem!reader, ex!matt, toxic!matt, mean!matt, possessive!matt if u squint, relationship fetish/kink, allusions to adultery (not from matt), unprotected sex/creampie, dirty talk/language, pet names (ma, baby,), use of the word whore, dumbification, a bit of degradation, matt fucking you like a toy 😵‍💫, alcohol consumption, sloppy rough sex, bathroom sex, pls lmk if you see something i missed!

“hah, fuck, did’ya miss me, ma?”

matt’s tease is venomous, uttered so quietly that you almost can’t catch it over the slick schlurps he fucks out of your sloppy pussy. your hands are near numb from gripping the rim of the sink, and you’re certain the edge of the counter will leave a horizontal bruise across your hips.

but it feels so fucking good.

“did’ya hear me?” matt pants out, fingers gripping your hips and cock slamming straight into your cervix. “i asked if’ya missed me.”

“hell no,” you grit out through clenched teeth, moans bubbling up after your words that you have to forcibly swallow down. “why would i? all you’ve ever — fuck! — been good for ‘s a half-decent fuck.”

matt’s thrusts turn angry, hips slamming quickly into your ass with loud, resounding slaps — you can’t help the litany of moans and whines that tumble from your lips, unable to swallow them down; he’s fucking you absolutely silly, thick cock stretching you out and carving your insides into his shape.

“half-decent?” matt hisses, fucking into you like a rabid animal. “bullshit. your pussy’s fuckin’ droolin’ an’ you’re moanin’ like a whore.”

your cunt gushes at the degradation, the words sparking a flame in your gut, and you can’t help but release a garbled whine of his name.

“hah, see? moanin’ my name like that; you fuckin’ love this dick. y’should just admit it.” matt scoffs breathily, pounding himself into your pussy so deep you’re seeing stars. you swear he’s driving every bit of coherency from your brain and replacing it with pure lust.

“sl-slow down!” you croak out, pussy melting around his cock, slick drooling down your thighs and soaking into your panties. each thrust of his hips winds that coil tighter in your gut, each kiss against your cervix tingling through your hips.

“but this — hah — this is how you like it. i fuckin’ remember. hasn’t been that long since i messed up this pretty li’l pussy.” matt sneers, cock kicking up and twitching inside you. you moan lewdly and bite down on your lip, trying everything to quell the storm of pleasure raging inside you.

you didn’t want to cum yet; you didn’t want matt to have the satisfaction.

“why are you holdin’ back, huh?” matt presses, grunting lowly when he bottoms out again and again. “i know you wanna cum, so fuckin’ do it.”

you swear you’ll draw blood from your lip from how hard you’re biting down; not that it’s helping much. each slap of matt’s hips into your ass pulls moan after moan from your throat, the sounds uncontrolled and guttural.

he was right — he was fucking right. your orgasm was dancing like electricity beneath your skin, gut so tight and pussy spasming around the beautiful cock inside you — matt’s cock.

the best cock you’ve ever had in your life.

fingers trail up your spine and nestle into the hair at the back of your skull; matt grips firmly and pulls until your head has been lifted and you’re eye level with your own fucked out reflection.

there’s wetness glistening in your eyes, cheeks flushed warm, perspiration dotting your forehead, and, mortifyingly, spittle trailing from the corner of your mouth.

“look at you.” matt coos, dark eyes lidded as he stares at your reflection. “goin’ dumb on my cock. didn’t you miss this, huh? haven’t you missed how good i fuck you?”

matt’s voice was like honey, thick and smooth and somehow sweet, tempting you into some sort of complacency — or maybe it was just the way he was fucking you and the liquor mixing into a deadly combination that, for now, had rammed every single bad thing about him out of your head. because next thing you know, words are tumbling from your lips without your explicit permission.

“yes, fuck, matt, i’ve missed it so much. miss’d’you s’much — fuck, harder, ohmygod—!”

matt hisses sharply and readjusts his grip on your hip and hair, angling his hips upward to slam into your sweet spot with debilitating accuracy. your eyes roll back in your skull while your pussy gushes, skin buzzing — you were about to break, every drag of matt’s thick cock pulling that coil tighter and tighter—

“fuckin’ hell, ma, shit — you’re grippin’ so tight; fuck, best pussy i’ve ever had,” matt blathers, and if your head wasn’t so fuzzy, you could have appreciated those words more — but his cock was pounding into you, fucking your hips painfully into the counter, and you were so, so close—

“gonna cum on me, ma? fuckin’ do it. show me how good i fuck this pussy,” matt nearly snarls, pinpricks of pain exploding along your scalp when matt pulls harshly. he’s using his strength to bounce you back on his cock, spearing straight into your fucking stomach and completely fucking you up, mentally and physically.

“gon’a cum, don’t stop — fuck, gon’a cum—!” you’re babbling, slurring, legs tense and body trembling, pussy fucked out and fluttering; it’s right there, you’re right fucking there, about to completely explode.

it’s earth shattering — your orgasm crashes into you as matt fucks you through it, crooning to you and egging it on, cock fucking into your sloppy pussy with wet squelches and slick slaps.

“oooh, yeah, fuck — fuckin’ cum on it, baby. yeah, ‘m fuckin’ you so good, huh? so deep in your li’l pussy, i’m gonna fill it up one more time — fuck—”

you can’t fucking breathe; you can only go limp as your body is assaulted by waves, as matt uses you like a cocksleeve, chasing his own orgasm in your velvet walls and driving you to the precipice of overstimulation.

“fuck, you feel me, ma? shit, i’m comin’— gonna make it so sloppy—”

matt’s words fade into groans and growls as he bottoms out and fucks you with quick, shallow humps — the slick claps are reverberating around the bathroom, no doubt slipping under the door and alerting anyone within a few feet of the room of exactly what’s happening inside.

“fuuuuck, take it—” is all matt gets out before he’s groaning long and loud, fingers bruising your hip while his cock throbs and spills inside you. he fucks shallowly as he shoots, fucking all of his thick cum back inside your cunt, mumbling about how good he’s filling you; you could almost consider him to be pussy drunk.

you’re no better yourself, faded and cockdrunk, body weak from what had just transpired. god, as much as you hated to admit it — you fucking missed this feeling.

as always, matt is quick to recover. he smirks at your reflection and gives your ass a harsh pinch as he pulls out, uncaring of the slick and cum that drools out from your hole.

“here, let me help.” matt mumbles cockily, and after he tucks himself back into his pants he reaches down to pull your panties and skirt back up.

you can feel his cum cooling in a puddle beneath your throbbing cunt, forming into what will undoubtedly be a reminder of this moment; you’re still gripping the sink and panting when matt says, nonchalantly,

“you should get yourself fixed up. your boyfriend is probably wondering where you are.”

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[alicexbae]

𐙚⋅˚‧ ノ a pretty frequently requested part ii of keep it warm. i promised, and so i will deliver 🙂‍↕️ (keep it warm was originally planned to be a stand alone thirst but the reception made me so so happy and y’all deserve this fr) thank you so much for your support and patience!! <3

𐙚⋅˚‧ ノ 18+, fem/afab!reader, unprotected p in v, deep penetration, cervix fucking (kinda), rough(ish) sex, hold the moan, subtle dom!matt, so very light d/s undertones, creampie, dirty talk/language, pet names (ma, baby), use of “good girl”, think i got it all! (btw i just pressed post as soon as i was done with this so it may not be the best; i’ll edit later i promise!)

by the time the credits started to roll down the screen, your pussy was absolutely soaked and your eyes were damn near wet.

the last thirty minutes had been absolute torture — filled to the brim by matt’s cock, walls stretched and sensitive; and every single small movement you made had his cock twitching and jerking inside you so temptingly.

you’d never had so much trouble staying still.

“matt,” you whined breathily, swiveling your hips against him and whimpering. he let out a small, airy chuckle against your neck.

“the credits jus’ started, ma. you can’t be that horny.” matt teased, long fingers dancing up your ribcage through your shirt. you wanted to groan, but all you could manage was something that resembled a mewl.

“just fuck me,” you demanded, and to your slight surprise and immense gratification, matt did.

“fuck, you’re lucky i’m at my wits end too. lift up.” matt growled, and you obeyed immediately, releasing a small moan at the slide of his cock inside your sopping pussy.

“god, be quiet, ‘s almost one in the morning,” matt groaned, setting a near brutal pace right from the start — his cock slammed all the way inside you over and over, slick squelches and schlurps bouncing off the walls of his room.

fuck, it was exactly what you needed after so long of torture.

“fuck!” you whine, thighs trembling, a small ache forming in your legs from holding yourself up above him. “good, so good, feels so good—”

matt released a deep moan of his own, muffling it by pressing his lips against your shoulder — but there was no real buffer to your own, the lewd sounds only crescendoing with every hard, delicious thrust into your cunt.

“y’gotta — fuck — gotta be quiet, ‘kay?”

“i can’t,” you whimpered between mewls and moans, eyes rolling back as matt pummeled his cock inside you — it felt so fucking good, there was no way you could control yourself. not when you’d been wanting it for so long.

“shit,” matt hissed, hips stuttering slightly; he was so hard, had been for a while now, you wondered if it had become painful for him.

“shit, ma,” matt once more repeated, slamming into you, cockhead spearing right into your stomach and pulling a warbled whine from you. “pussy’s cryin’ on me, ma. ‘s so good.”

had it not been for music blaring through the credits, you were certain your moans would be resonating through the whole house. matt was panting into your shoulder, hot and wet, cock like a brand stretching your walls — you were fucking melting.

“holy shit, you’re gon’a make me cum,” matt growled, hips picking up speed, arms squeezing around your ribs to hold you still while he fucked right into your cervix.

“fuck, matt!” you yelped, squirming slightly in his hold, the sudden onslaught to your depths too intense for your sensitive body.

“don’t fuckin’ move,” matt grunted, balls slapping roughly against you each time he bottomed out. “i promised to fuck’ya stupid, ‘member? be a fuckin’ good girl and let me use you.”

your body already felt boneless, so it wasn’t any issue to let yourself cave into his command — coherency rammed straight out of you by his savage thrusts, words devolved into nothing but whimpers and moans and whines, pussy drooling and sloppy around him.

“yeah, fuck — mmm, ‘s good, ma. pussy’s good; just keep takin’ it, baby. take my fuckin’ dick.” matt was blathering now, voice hoarse and fucked out. “‘m gon’a fuckin’ fill you up, y’want m’cum, baby?”

you could only nod mutely, pussy hot like lava and sloppy, sucking matt’s cock in over and over — your head was turning foggy, every slide of his cock only thickening it. it felt so fucking good, so intense, you felt like you were losing it.

“i know you do, i know you wanna take it. wanna be a good girl f’me, yeah?” matt slurred into your shoulder, cock twitching inside you, a physical manifestation of just how close he was to absolutely blowing his load inside.

“yes, yes! please,” you sputter out, pussy clenching around him, wanting to milk him — you wanted it so, so bad.

“oh, you fuckin’ good girl — that’s my fuckin’ good girl, letting me use her and fill’er up. fuuuuck, it’s comin’ baby.” matt growls, hips slamming up into you more desperately now, chasing his orgasm with urgency.

“cum in me, i want it!” you whine, pussy fluttering and leaking, the thought of matt filling you so delicious and hot. no matter how many times he did it, it would always hold the same impact as the first time he ever did.

“fuck, i’m — oh god, fuck — ‘m comin’ baby, take it all, fuckin’ good girl—!”

it only took a few more rapid thrusts for matt to dissolve into loud groans, cock spurting hot cum against your cervix and fucking it deeper inside with small, shallow thrusts as he rode out his orgasm.

“hah, fuck yeah… gooooood, shit. that’s good.” matt mumbles, breathy and deep, fucked out and satisfied — a sentiment you shared despite not having cum yourself.

but you should have known that wouldn’t fly with matt; his hand slipped from your ribs and dipped between your legs, immediately assaulting your clit with fast circles. your back arches at the sudden stimulation. matt growls lightly at you.

“hold still, baby. we aren’t done. i wan’a feel you cum on my fuckin’ cock now.”

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[alicexbae]

CAN YOU DO A STORY WHERE CHRIS IS OBSESSED WITH EATING THE USER OUT? THANK YOU 💗💗💗

𐙚⋅˚‧ノ now all i’m going to be thinking about for the next 5 to 7 business days is munch!chris 🙃

𐙚⋅˚‧ノ fem!reader, cunnilingus/oral (f!receiving), munch!chris, cum eating, language/dirty talk, overstim (?)

oh, obsessed isn’t a strong enough word.

when he’s not doing it, chris is thinking about it — your taste is pretty much stained into his tongue, a phantom flavor he relishes at all hours of the day, and he replays your sweet moans and whines on loop in his head always.

it doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing; lousing on the couch, perusing a grocery isle, reading a book, scrolling on your phone, filming a video, sitting in the car — chris just wants to split your legs open and devour your cunt.

it’s even worse when you wear cropped shorts and he can see your thighs spilling over his bed, the fabric rucked up just enough that his imagination can color the rest of the image you’ve given him.

he’ll even beg you to let him do it, long fingers ghosting over your thigh and breath hot against your neck, “please, ma, jus’ for a li’l. i’ll make you feel good, promise.”

and it’s like christmas morning when you give in, when he’s finally been granted admission between your thighs. if he were a stronger man, he’d pepper your gorgeous thighs with sensual kisses before slowly working his way to your clit — but chris isn’t a stronger man, and he’s a slave to his own desires and cravings.

the second your pussy is exposed to him, chris is devouring it. splits your folds open with his thick tongue, up and down, sucking them into his mouth or even nibbling at them.

chris doesn’t leave a single centimeter of your pussy untasted, moaning and groaning into it as he eats his fill.

he knows he’s torturing you with how slowly he goes, with the very shy attention he gives your clit as he indulges in the rest of you, slurping up your drooling slick like honey — but he wants to taste you, and when he’s satisfied, well… he’ll make sure you’re shaking.

“fuck, pussy tastes s’good, ma,” slurry and fucked out, eyes blown and locked on your flushed face, dick hard and leaking in his boxers. his hands bruise your trembling thighs as he holds them open, keeping your pretty cunt exposed to his tongue and lips.

“chris, wan’a cum.” oh, how your whining is so, so delectable, a sound erotic enough to rival the wet smacks and squelches from between your legs, making his cock kick up against his stomach.

“don’t worry, ma,” chris pants, tongue lapping wildly at your pussy. “i’ll take care of you, jus’ let me make you feel good.”

and oh, how you whine and whimper, how you tug on his hair and beg him to make you cum; and as much as chris loves your taste, as how much he wants to just continue to eat until he’s done, how could he ever say no to you?

plus, he loves the thick taste of your cum, loves to swallow it down and continue to devour you until you’re shaking and crying as you try to pry his head away — it’s just the cutest thing.

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[alicexbae]

𐙚⋅˚‧ノ idk matt seems like the type that would have a panty kink 🫣

roommate!matt who’s pervy obsession is to steal your used panties and jerk his cock with them.

he especially loves your little lacy pairs; the ones that feel soft as velvet around his dick, loves to watch his pre-cum soak through the thin fabric as he ruts into them.

he thinks about you as he does it — thinks about your pretty, hot cunt; about how it was pressed to the bridge of the very panties he’s currently fucking. imagines how they’d look wrapped around your hips, how tempting your pussy would look soaking them through. how he could so easily ruin you by tonguing your clit through the fabric. can almost hear your soft little whimpers and whines, egging him on to tease you even more.

it always makes him cum so fast, moans and expletives that he simply can’t hold back tumbling from his lips as his hot cum splurts into your panties.

and as matt watches the fabric darken from his cum, he tells himself that one day he’ll get to cum inside one of your clean pairs then drop it back in your drawer, just for that slim chance you’ll put them on and wear his liquid obsession.

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[alicexbae]

freaky chris who loves to see his cum ooze out of her

𐙚⋅˚‧ ノ this is hot as fuck nonnie, but what about freak!chris who not only loves to see his cum ooze out of you, but who also likes to fuck it back in with his fingers… 🤭😵‍💫

“fuuuuck, ma,” chris groans from between your thighs, eyes locked on your puffy cunt. you can feel the slide of his thick cum as it leaks out, still hot and fresh, and you can’t help but flush under his gaze.

“shit, i filled you up good, didn’t i?” chris mutters as he swipes a finger between your folds, sloppy and messy, hole still fucked open from his cock.

you let out a small whimper and your thighs tremble as he continues to play with his cum, body teetering on the precipice of overstimulation.

“chris,” you whine, shying your hips away from him, but chris shoots a hand up to grip your thigh and hold you still.

“just a li’l more, yeah?” chris presses breathily, fingers dipping into your slit and pumping shallowly. it’s so wet and sloppy, a fluid mixture of your slick and chris’s cum, sticky and messy — you can hear your pussy squelch with each slide of his fingers.

“fuck, i’m gettin’ hard again.” chris chuckles, pulling his eyes from your cunt to meet yours, his irises swallowed by black. “think you can go again, ma?”

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[alicexbae]

gurrl omg ur writing is muuaaah chefs kiss

if u could also write fwb with chriiss (friends with benefits) and his gf calls him he has to answer while u ride himm☺️

𐙚⋅˚‧ノtorudhekfnejndkend nonnie you’ve killed me i love this ugh 😩 thank you for this beautiful thirst im — just thank you 🙏

𐙚⋅˚‧ノ18+ content, extremely explicit! fem!reader, fwb!chris, filthy!chris, kinda fuckboy!chris, cheating/adultery, relationship fetish/kink, riding/cowgirl, unprotected p in v, creampie, sort of public sex(?), hold the moan, dirty talk, pet names, i think that’s all? lmk if you find something pls!

“fuckin’ hell, that’s good, ma. i fuckin’ needed this.” chris groans, skull melting into the couch as your pussy works its magic around his cock. it’s wet and sloppy, his thick cock stretching you out and hitting every spot — fuck, how you loved riding him.

“yeah?” you ask breathily, eyes nearly rolling with every bounce of your hips, chris’s cockhead spearing into your cervix and pulling the most carnal sensations from your gut. “feels good f’me too.”

chris opens his eyes lazily and sucks his bottom lip between his teeth, small smirk bleeding through. his palm finds purchase on your thigh, rubbing up and down the flexing muscle.

“yeah? oh, mhm, i can tell. pussy’s wet as fuck.”

you moan at his words, hips stuttering briefly, ass slapping against his clothed thighs with dull thuds. it feels so good despite the burn in your thighs — to be split open and fucked so good, filled to the brim with cock, every single sweet spot rubbed and stimulated — you could fuckin’ cum in seconds.

you would if you kept riding him this way.

but your hips still completely when a shrill ring splits through the foggy symphony of sex sounds — small brr, brr’s reach your ears, and you realize the sound is chris’s phone ringing inside his pocket.

chris meets your wide eyes for a few seconds before bringing a finger up to his lips in a ‘hush’ gesture. you have no qualms with that, lips sealed tight as chris digs (a bit clumsily) into his pocket and slips out his phone.

one glance at the screen has his eyes rolling, but chris plasters on a fake smile as he answers and chirps, “hey, babe!”

now you want to roll your eyes — for a bit, you’d forgotten all about her; chris’s cock tended to have that effect, melting your brain almost completely.

chris falls silent as she says something on the other end, but then his eyes light up and he grins.

“what am i doin’ right now? oh, just some editing. nothing too fun.” chris drawls smoothly, fingers digging into your thigh softly. you can’t help but grin back at him and grind your hips subtly, receiving a light pinch to your thigh in retaliation.

you only realize your mistake once it’s too late, a small, quiet whimper flying from your lips as his cockhead bruises and grinds against your cervix with every small swirl of your hips.

chris’s eyes widen and his lips thin, but his cock kicks up inside you, betraying that something absolutely filthy had just crossed his mind — and your suspicion grows when he pulls the phone from his ear and sets it face down on his chest.

“— and then this dickhead cuts me off at the intersection—” you grimaced as her voice sounded tinny from the speaker, but chris removes any irritation from your mind completely when he rolls his hips up.

“keep riding,” he mouths, lips pulled into a small smirk, and your heart nearly jumps into your throat.

but you can’t deny the way your gut wrenches in arousal, or the way your cunt squeezes over him — something about the entire situation is absolutely delicious, the thought of riding his soul out while his girlfriend chatters on completely unaware kicking up a fiery heat inside you.

and so, even though there’s a small spot of hesitation inside you, you lift up and then back down, fucking yourself slowly on his cock over and over.

chris presses his head back even deeper into the plush couch, hand sliding up your thigh to brace it on your hip. his eyes are lidded as he stares into yours, bottom lip sucked between his teeth to hold his groans.

chris is half-guiding, half-squeezing your hip as you drag up and down, much slower than before — somehow, it’s so much more intense, the languid slides against your walls packing the same punch as if he were railing into your guts.

she’s still droning on as you fuck chris, as you stare into his pretty eyes, as his hips roll into yours, as his cock fills up your pussy. fuck, it’s so good, you’re going crazy. he’s making you go crazy, your head is getting so fuzzy —

“chris,” you whine out lowly before you can even stop yourself, and she pauses on the other end.

“chris, what was that?” she asks, and you feel your heart drop — but chris is much smoother, fully recovered before you can even blink.

“jus’ nick, babe. he’s been annoying me all day.”

there’s a second of silence, then she’s speaking again, as if she’d never even heard another voice on the other end of the phone. “oh, well, i’m at work now. talk to you later, baby?”

“for sure,” chris hums, eyes still glued to yours, swallowed by obsidian. his hips are still rolling even as yours have stopped, cockhead grinding against your cervix and so hard.

“i love you,” she says just as chris snatches the phone up, the sentiment not returned fully before he’s tapping the end call button and throwing it to the ground beside the couch.

your other hip is bruised by his grip and now he’s moving your hips, manhandling you up and down his cock.

“fuckin’ go faster, baby. ride me, c’mon,” chris half pants, half growls, snapping you back to the present. your hips begin to snap of their own accord, sloppy cunt squelching as his cock fucks into it fast and deep.

“shit, yeah, fuck — so hot, hah, that was so — so fuckin’ hot. say my name again, ma.” chris pleads breathily, fingers bruising into your skin. with no need to be silent any longer, wanton moans fall from your lips like a river.

“chris, chris, fuck — oh my fuckin’ god, chris—” you whine, slamming down onto his cock, body boiling, pussy fluttering and drooling; you were so close, the sudden change in rhythm fucking you up in the most delicious of ways.

“so good — good girl. yeah, moan f’me while you ride my cock, baby.” chris sounds so much more turned on than you’d ever heard him, voice deep and thick.

at least you weren’t the only one who was freakishly turned on by what just happened.

“fuck, ‘m gonna cum,” chris pants, cock throbbing against your pussy walls. “i can do it inside, yeah?”

you nod mutely, too consumed by pleasure and need that you can’t help but agree. chris moans low in his throat and throws his head back as his hips begin to piston up, fucking himself deep inside you.

“fuck, here it comes, god — take it all, ma.” and it just takes two more thrusts before chris melts to a babbling, groaning mess, hips slamming into yours and stilling as his cock twitches and shoots.

you don’t think you’ll ever get tired of feeling him fill you up; and you were quickly becoming addicted to the idea of fucking him in more risqué ways.

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[alicexbae]

Freak!chris loves when reader is laying with her back on him her tits and pussy all on display while he slowly pumps into her from underneath 🤤

mmmm yes!

freak!chris looooooves putting you in this position, ass flush to his pelvis as he fucks you slow n’ deep. he gets so turned on by the way his dick slides in ‘n out of your sloppy cunt with those wet squelches, by your sticky slick drooling down his balls and soaking into the bedspread — or couch, or any other surface he’s fucking you on.

he loves how he has the easiest access to your clit — he’ll play with the sensitive little nub until you’re crying, body thrashing against his as pleas and whimpers fall from your lips, begging him for more; to speed up or something, because you simply can’t take it anymore.

“oh, mhmm, y’can take it, ma,” he coos, dick kicking and throbbing within your walls — you’re so wet and desperate for him, pussy crying around him and body trembling. “keep takin’ it deep, baby, yeah — jus’ like that. i’ll take care of’ya, ma.”

and he will. just as soon as he’s done driving you crazy with those slow, deep pumps in that greedy li’l pussy, he’ll fuck your brains out so fast you’ll break.

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[alicexbae]

freak!chris and sweet!reader about to go to sleep because they both had a really long day but chris wants some before bed so he just slips it in and she feels generous so she lets him but tells him she's about to go to sleep anyway.

𐙚⋅˚‧ノjfidjcbdidbdifbiebf YES! oml i LOVE this shit thank you so so much!!! excuse me while i go sit in the corner and drool—

𐙚⋅˚‧ ノ18+ content, fem!reader, established relationship, language, cnc (somnophilia), pet names (ma, baby), horny!chris, freak!chris, filthy!chris, sleepy sex, unprotected p in v, dirty talk, chris cums quick 🤭, creampie, after cuddles!, lmk if i missed something!

you were just drifting off when you felt it — a nudge between your legs followed by the hot pressure of chris’s cockhead sliding against your cunt through your panties.

“chris,” you mumbled out, eyelids too heavy to even pry open. “what’r’ya doin’?”

“need’ya, ma,” chris husks back, voice thick with sleep and desperation. he humps against you, thick cock sliding over your clit and teasing a whimper out of you. “y’don’t have to do anything, baby. i’ll do it all. jus’ need you right now—”

you swallow, vision blurred and body heavy, yet you somehow manage to lift your knee and give chris better access to your cunt.

“fine, but ‘m goin’ to sleep…” you consent, earning a grateful groan from the man behind you.

with clumsy, tired hands chris slides the bridge of your panties to the side and nuzzles his cockhead between your folds, sliding it up and down a couple times before pushing into your slit.

you grimace slightly from the pressure, your cunt not at all slick, but all it takes is a few pumps of his tip to have it accumulating — and when there’s enough there for chris to slide his cock halfway in, he does and sets a fast pace.

“fuck, god, tight,” chris blathers, “such a tight pussy, mmm, hah, fuck—” his hips are meeting your ass with muted slaps, wet squelches resounding from between your legs as chris fucks you open.

it feels good, so good, his cock shoving itself deeper as your pussy starts to drool around him, hitting all your sweet spots and pulling half-tired whines from your throat. your body is heating up, gut stirring in response to the stimulation.

“goooood, ‘m gon’a bust,” chris drones, burying his face in your neck and mouthing wetly at the flesh as he fucks faster. “gon’a bust in your pussy, baby,”

“please,” you whine out, walls fluttering around his pumping cock. you don’t too much care about coming yourself, too tired to even want it — but the thought of chris’s hot seed painting your walls has you trembling.

“fuck, hah — ma, it’s comin’ — shit, fuck, i’m coming—”

chris fucks into you at a savage pace, groans and grunts forced into your neck, only slightly muted, cockhead bruising your cervix over and over and over — until he shoves in deep and his hips still, ropes of cum shooting from his cock and splattering against your walls.

chris nearly whines as his cock twitches and throbs inside you, hips pumping shallowly as he milks himself with your pussy, thick cock fucking wet fluid from your folds.

it only takes about thirty seconds for chris to ride out his orgasm, hips stilling completely and relaxing behind you as the last few droplets of cum spill against your walls.

“fuuuck, ma, so good,” chris whispers, breathy and fucked out, one arm sliding over your ribcage to pull you flush against him. chris slides a thigh between yours to nudge your legs open, resting it there as his dick slowly softens inside you.

“g’night, baby. i love you,” he mumbles, and you’ve barely uttered back your own sentiment before he’s snoring softly into the cradle of your hair.

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