#Mattsturniolo

[matthewswifeee]

Three Way

. warnings: fingering? cock warming. chratt? kinda no smut but suggestive.

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There you are, the two of you cuddling on the sofa, or at least that's what it looks like to anyone else that would see. Really your bestfriend, Matt is resting deep inside of you while the two of you are trying to watch a movie. Your back side pressed against the front of Matt leaving no room between the two of your bodies. "What are you two watching" Chris asks as he sits on the other side of the couch.

I open my mouth to speak and before I could get a word out Matt buckles his hips, pushing himself deeper inside of me. "U-u-um, The Hangover" I respond hoping that Chris doesn't notice the moan almost escaping my lips. Chris says nothing and just looks over at the TV, now watching the movie with us.

A few minutes I catch Chris looking at Matt and I. We lock eyes and all he does is shake his head at me, making me shift a bit, feeling Matt inside of me and God did it feel good. I look away but I can still feel Chris's eyes on me, making me wetter and wetter around Matt's cock. Matt moves his hand down to my puffy clit being to rub circles nice and slow.

I look over at Chris again and I can see the bulge in his pants growing. I'm doing my best not to moan out Matt's name, biting down on my now swollen bottom lip. I feel Matt slowly start to pump I'm and out of me as much as he could with the little space that we had on the couch. "You're so wet" Matt whispers in my ear, quiet enough so that Chris couldn't hear it but I know he knows what going on under this blanket.

Fuck I can't take this anymore. "Chris" I say and he raises his eyebrows to signal that he's listening to me. "Come here" I say patting the spot on the couch in front of me. He sits down and I lay my head in his lap with every inch of Matt still inside of me. I place my hand on his inner thigh just beside his growing bulge, looking up at him biting his lip.

"Told you she'd go for it" Chris says as I hear Matt slightly chuckle behind me. "Pathetic" Matt whispers in my ear. And that's it that's how our little three way started.

I kinda hate this like I could've done way better but its fine... pt.2 ???

[dominicfikeenthusiast]

raw. new question.

oh i’ll beg for it alright 🙏

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[sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan]

Introducing…

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

Warnings/Contents: fluff, mentions of characters being hurt – physically, mentally, & emotionally, internet trolls, break up, ANGST !

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How It All Started

Reader and the triplets all grew up together in Somerville, Massachusetts – going to the same school and everything.

One day while at recess, little kindergartner Reader was simply swinging on the playground's swing, minding her own business.

Meanwhile, the triplets were kicking and passing around a soccer ball – their mom had wanted to sign them up for soccer that evening.

All of a sudden, Nick made a bad pass to Chris. The ball went flying – straight into the back of Reader's head.

She looked around the playground, trying to find the reason for her now throbbing head. She picked up the ball and marched over to them, angrily ready to tell them off.

Her anger faltered, confusion glazed over her expression just slightly. It appeared as if she were seeing triple. Three same faced, slightly freckled dirty-blonde boys stood in a row, eyeing her sheepishly.

She tossed the ball onto the ground as she spoke sassily, "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to hit girls?” One of the boys at the end spoke up, "It was an accident, we swear!"

She had rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest with her foot, tapping the mulch angrily. “Well, I expect an apology because that hurt!” Her eyes had drifted towards the boy standing in the middle.

His eyes stared back at her with this look of intensity in them that caused her stomach to churn with butterflies. "I'm sorry about that. Our brother, Nick, isn't very athletic like Chris and I,” the boy had said, pointing to his brother on one side, then at his other before holding his hand out for her to shake.

"I'm Matt, by the way. And yes, before you ask, we are triplets,” she couldn't help but laugh at his words. She was sure they were constantly getting asked that.

She took his hand in hers, shaking up and down once before quickly letting go. His hand was warm, presumably from working up a sweat playing soccer. Hers were clammy too from gripping the handles of the swing. “Wanna play with us?” Nick had offered.

She quickly agreed, kicking and passing the ball around with the three brothers. From then on, the four of them remained close. Like a tight-knit group of friends.

How They Got Together

Throughout elementary and middle school, they all remained good friends. That was until around sixth or seventh grade, when Reader caught feelings for Matt.

Sure, he was attractive and pretty to the eyes, but that wasn't what drew her near to him. It was the kindness of his heart. The way his eyes lit up when he talked about one of his interests. It was his smile. The one that made her heart absolutely melt anytime she saw it.

She always kept her feelings to herself. Not wanting to ruin the friendship between her and him. Or even mess up the dynamic between her and his brothers.

But anyone could see it. The way she stared at him, like he was the only person in the room. Even if it was crowded, her eyes always looked for him.

When freshman year of high school started for the four of them, that's when it all changed. Matt had finally noticed her – in more than a friendly way.

It was soccer season again. Matt and Chris never dropped the sport they grew to love in kindergarten. Nick and Reader did though. They were in the photography club together. The only two.

Because Nick was Chris and Matt's triplet, he had to go to their games anyway. So he thought, 'why not take photos of the team for the school's yearbook?'

Of course, being the only other person in the club, as well as being best friends with the boys, Reader had decided to tag along to assist with the photos.

The rain was pouring down hard during a particularly close match. Matt was a striker along with Chris. He was about to score, a good strong pass from a midfielder aiming straight towards him.

Until he slipped. He ended up landing oddly on his ankle. Reader ran onto the field, ignoring the protests of the people around her or the way that the rain was beating down onto her skin. All she cared about was making sure Matt was okay.

When she got to him, he was lying on the ground, groaning out in pain. She dropped to her knees, gently placing his head in her lap. She held his cheeks as she looked down at him with worry.

Matt smiled up at her, his eyes glossing over with unshed tears. Reader couldn't tell though. It was raining too harshly. His hand weakly reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face, staring into her eyes lovingly.

That's when it happened. Matt had leaned up, connecting their lips in a soft, tender kiss. He tried putting all his emotions into it. Reader was shocked at first, and did not kiss him back. His confidence faltered – 'had I been reading this wrong the entire time?' – so he tried pulling away.

Only to be met with her lips right back on his. Her pent-up emotions – the frustration of having to hold back how she truly felt for so long, the love and desire to be his, the longing of wanting, needing to be his, all of it – seeped into the second kiss they shared.

When they pulled away, they were breathless and smiling. MaryLou and Jimmy had rushed onto the field with Nick following closely behind. Chris was too busy goofing off with his teammates, telling them all about how he just knew Matt and Reader would be together.

Where It All Went Wrong

When the triplets had started their group socials, Reader had created her own. About the same time that the boys were going viral, so was Reader. They were featured on each other's platforms quite often in the early parts of their careers.

They each told the viewers from the beginning – Matt and Reader were together. They loved each other dearly.

When the boys moved to LA, so did Reader. Matt and his brothers bought their house and had a manager oversee everything, while Reader maintained her things by herself.

Reader had an apartment not far from the Sturniolo's new home. A five-minute drive – if that. It was within walking distance. Which Matt and Reader both enjoyed and took full advantage of.

The first few months with the four of them in Los Angeles were going well. They were thriving, living their life exactly how they had always dreamed.

Until, five months into their new lives in LA, things went downhill. Fast. Madi, their manager's daughter, had started to receive extreme hate from the triplet's fanbase. As was Reader.

Reader couldn't take it anymore. So she broke up with him. She broke up with Matt, much in the same way she got together with him.

It was a rainy day out, the sky a dark, sad, shade of gray that fit the mood of the Sturniolo Triplet's home quite well. Reader had told Matt that she couldn't – wouldn't – handle all of this negativity from his fans any longer.

Matt's reaction was heartbreaking. He was upset, and understandably so. The love of his life wanted to walk away. Wanted to call it quits. He couldn't deal. His eyes showed the pain he was feeling. The way he was hurting.

As Reader walked out the door for the last time, Matt broke down. She didn't spare him a final glance like he'd hoped. She was done. Done with the relentless hate that she was receiving, simply for loving and being Matt's partner.

They were both broken. Both hurt. Every social media post, every video felt empty without the other by their side. Not only had Reader and Matt lost each other romantically, they had also lost each other in a friendly way too.

Reader didn't even talk to Nick or Chris anymore either. All communication, all ties leading to the triplets, had been cut off. Permanently.

What Are They Doing Now?

It's been three months. Three painful months of not having the other by their side. Three excruciating months of having to act like they are fine. Like their worlds weren't crumbling to the ground. Neither Matt nor Reader was okay.

They tried to hide it. Tried to pretend that they were fine. That there was no hurt. That there was no anguish. But that's a lie. Not only are they lying to themselves, but they are lying to those around them as well.

Reader and Matt made other friends in LA. Other influencers and people besides each other. Reader had these other friends besides the Sturniolo's. But it wasn't the same. The connection wasn't the same.

Reader missed Nick's sass. Reader missed the way he wouldn't be afraid to call someone out about something, no matter what the situation may have been. Reader missed the way they were able to tell each other anything. Like how in high school, Reader was one of the first people Nick came out to – even before his own brothers.

Reader missed Chris's goofy personality. Reader missed the way he was always able to make her laugh, no matter what the situation may have been. Reader missed the fact that he was the first person to support the relationship between her and Matt. Like the time Matt took Reader to New York just a month before they broke up. It was just the two of them. Chris immediately supported the idea.

Most of all, though, Reader missed Matt. Reader missed everything about Matt. From the way that his hair fell into his eyes when it needed to be cut to the way that he drank his coffee. She missed it all. Everything. Every detail, big and small. She missed it. She missed him.

The boys had missed her too, but it was Matt who sat up in his room at late hours of the night. Wondering where he went wrong. Wondering what he could've done differently to make her stay. Wondering who exactly was to blame for their separation. Wondering when these intense feelings of hurt and pain would end. Wondering why the world – specifically the Internet – had to be so cruel to push away the love of his life. Wondering how he could possibly fix it, possibly erase the damage.

It was frustrating. Watching the other pretend on a screen for their millions of fans watching. Watching the other pretend that everything was fine. Watching but not talking. Watching but not touching. Watching but not holding. It was frustrating.

There was no going back. Not attempting to make up for the lost time from the past three months. The days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds – all this time that had passed. None of it would be taken back. None of the wreckage – from their hearts, their minds, or even their souls – would ever be mended.

People could tell. People could see. People could notice. People were aware of just how miserable Reader and Matt truly were. But neither ever said a word. Neither ever told anyone how they were truly feeling inside. Inside their minds. Inside their hearts.

[hearts4thetr1pl3ts]

i KNOW yall see that too.

[camzeecorner]

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 ₊˚ෆ 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘

smut ღ dividers → @bernardsbendystraws ฅ^._.^ฅ

Matt was the type of guy who liked to stay in the background, keeping quiet and out of the spotlight. He didn’t put himself out there much because he was really shy. Despite that, he managed to get by with the help of his small group of friends. They never pushed him to do things he wasn’t comfortable with and always made him feel included.

But lately, Matt had been feeling pretty lonely. He saw his friends going out with their girlfriends and having fun, and he wondered if he’d ever get to experience that. The thought of having someone special made him feel both hopeful and a bit sad, wondering when his turn would come.

He had one friend he especially liked. They met two years ago at a gas station. He saw her walking out the door toward her car, probably after paying for her gas. She had gorgeous honey-brown skin and dark hair that flowed past her shoulders. She was short, but not in a babydoll way—just a little below average height. To him, she looked like a walking angel. She complimented his shoes, and ever since then, they became his favorite pair.

They hung out occasionally when neither of them had any other plans. Matt never told her about the feelings he had for her, too scared she might blow him off or laugh in his face. Instead, he kept those feelings to himself, cherishing every moment they spent together. Each time they hung out, he hoped she might see him in a different light, but he never found the courage to say anything.

Which brought Matt to his current situation. He had been desperately grinding against his bed for the past hour, his body drenched in sweat. Beads of perspiration trickled down his face, and his knuckles had turned a ghostly white from gripping the sheets so tightly. His phone lay beside him, screen glowing with the images and videos of you that he mindlessly scrolled through, each one igniting a fresh wave of longing.

“Ooh fuck..mmm” Matt moaned against his pillow, biting harshly against his lips. His cock was twitching against his sheets signifying how desperately close he was. His tip was red and swollen due to all the torture it had been through.

Matt imagined it was you riding him. The image had been running through his mind for days, not being able to escape. It had sexually frustrated him knowing he could never do such things.

Your perfect brown skin laid onto him. He moaned at the image in his head. The way you would bounce on him, your boobs shaking in front of his face. It was the most perfect sight anyone could ever see. The way you clenched around his aching cock desperate for release. How you kissed his skin so carefully, your soft pink pillow lips.

He nearly screamed as you began riding faster, chasing for your release. “Mm baby.. you gonna cum in me?” Matt nodded pathetically at your words. Too stuck in a trance to comprehend a response. “Yea? You gonna fill me up like a good boy?” Matt could feel the tears spilling from his eyes. His breath started getting heavier. “Y-yes im such a go-good boy for mommy” he whined.

You rubbed your clit in harsh circles inching closer to your orgasm. Your body shutted against Matt’s, the pleasure from his pulsing cock stretching you in the right places and your fingers rubbing against your clit. “Oh fuck yes.. just like that.. make mommy cum.” Quickly Matt flipped over to his back, leaning against his headboard. Matt could feel his body freeze as his cum squirted from his cock. His mouth hung open, as he let out low moans and whines. His cum going in every direction. He whimpered at the feeling of his sweet release.

He whimpered lowly as his cock twitched harshly. The pleasure felt so good, he could cry. He placed his hand firmly on his cock, giving long and slow strokes. He paid most of his attention to the head of his cock, squeezing each time his hand would run past it. His cum ran down his hand, he audibly moaned at the sight. He had milked himself completely dry by now, making sure he had savored each moment.

Matt laid still, flat on his back, in his own fluids. Too tired to move he exhaled and looked at his mess. That had been one of the most intense orgasm’s he’d ever had. Grabbing the towel nearby on his floor he carefully wiped his cock, trying not to overstimulate himself. He wiped his chest and face, and any other area that had been shot at. He sighed throwing his head back against his pillow.

“Holy fuck.” He heard a voice speak from his door. Matt’s eyes widen in shock and fear as his body jolted forward. His eyes caught yours, he knew it’d been too late to move now. He’s already been caught.

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[sturnfein]

unpopular opinion i'm getting bored of smut they all sound the same

[sturnslcver]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TEXTS WITH BF CHRIS ˚.°: ₊˚

— chris sturniolo x fem reader —

— a little suggestive, funny, fluff!

[chrispleasure]

the cold breeze comes into the room through the slightly opened window. you were sat on the bed beneath the covers online shopping for some new clothes. you had been in the same spot for around an hour, which has made your posture hurt.

after what felt like years, you finally turned off the laptop, placing it on the bedside table. you get comfortable in bed. the door creeks open, revealing matt’s figure. he looks stressed, tired and upset all combined into one. “are you awake?” he whispers, tip toeing to his side of the bed

he pulls back the covers, climbing into the bed. his body was cold and shaken, it’s obvious something was wrong. “baby?” he shook your shoulder, which woke you from the nap. you look over at him, noticing his eyes which were fillied with tears.

“what’s w-” you dont get to finish your sentence, he climbs on top of you body, laying himsef on top of you. “skin to skin, please. ‘need it.” matt says quietly, sitting up and removing his shirt. whenever matt got anxious, he asked for skin to skin cuddles. you didn’t complain.

you remove your shirt, placing it on the floor. “bra too. please.” he mumbles fiddling with his fingers. you take off your bra too and let him lie back down, his head in the crook of your neck and his left hand cupping your breast.

slowly, you pull the covers over the two of you, wanting to be warm. one hand wraps around his back and the other scratches his scalp gently. “i got you, baby.” you mumble, trying to soothe his tears which were dripping onto your neck.

writers note: this was just a short blurb, i have some work in processes and possible series coming soon !

i didnt proof read.

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[madssturniolo]

Snaps you’d post BF!MS🩵

I’m in love

[nervoussagittarius]

y/n and matt being the hottest couple for 4 minutes straight

matt sturniolo x influencer!reader

summary: hot moments caught on camera between matt and his girlfriend

warnings: fluff, slightly suggestive, i think that’s it

★ “hey baby will you film a tiktok with me?” you asked, lifting your head off of matt’s chest. it was a simple lip sync video to ‘spin bout u’ by drake. matt replied with a small nod before ushering the two of you over to his desk chair, placing you on his lap. you sent him a smile of gratitude.

matt wrapped his arms around you pulling you deeper into his chest. his head rested on your shoulder from behind. your phone was propped up on a random drink bottle, and you could feel matt’s eyes on you as you set up a good angle. his gaze was set on your face through the screen in front of him. a slight smirk could be found on his lips.

when the sound was heard you both easily remembered the words and began to sing along.

put hands on you in the past

insecure because your body is precious

matt’s hands began to roam from your abdomen to trail down the sides of your thighs. you glanced back at him slightly to see a devious look on his face.

four words when i think about them is crusty, musty, dusty, rusty

both of your focuses were back on your phone screen for only a second before you found each others eyes.

eight words then i think about us is fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me

you looked up at matt through your lashes before your hand reached around to play with his hair. the playful look in his eyes was replaced with a seductive one, not going unnoticed by your fans.

★ today you decided to get ready and do your makeup while on a live stream. this wasn’t uncommon. you often went live when you were by yourself or bored. it felt like a facetime call with your friends. you spent a majority of the time answering questions or talking about your day thus far.

matt walked into your house and upon hearing your talking he assumed you were on a phone call. he made his way to your room to find you sitting in front of your mirror. he quickly walked to you and placed his hands on your shoulders to greet you.

his mouth found your neck soon after and began placing short pecks on it. “hi baby. i missed you.” he said in between kisses. a blush took over your face in no time. you hoped the live stream viewers didn’t catch on to the needy tone in matt’s voice.

your comments came flying in. all talking about matt’s actions. “matt. i’m live.” you got out as fast as you could.

his head quickly popped up to notice the placement of you phone only to put his head hidden back into your shoulder with a groan of faked annoyance. you laughed at his actions. “i’m sorry. i didn’t know.” he drug out, causing you to laugh even harder.

you spent the next 5 minutes covering up the red mark forming on your neck.

★ you had finally convinced matt to go to one of tara’s parties. he missed out on her one million party and you were destined to make sure he had a fun at this one.

with the help of nick and chris you were able to hype him up enough. you went as far as giving him little incentives if he reached certain time stamps throughout the night. matt wasn’t complaining about this in the slightest. what you both were unaware of though, was that tara had multiple people filming her party that night.

“will you come dance with me?” you asked matt as you slid your hands up his chest. he wasn’t going to deny his girl a dance. any chance to be close to you was enough for him.

matt kept a comforting hand on your lower back as he directed you both through seas of drunk partygoers. his hands found your waist as you both moved to the rhythm of the song playing.

“you look beautiful. i’m so in love with you.” matt had said while leaning into your ear. it was hard to hear what he was saying over the loud music.

“thank you for coming. i’m glad you’re having a good time.” you responded in the same manner. the song changed and you began to slowly grind into matt at the new tempo. matt’s grip tighten on you and you ran your hands through his hair and down his neck.

tara posted her video a week after the party and at this point most occurrences were put to the back of your head. almost instantly you and matt were being tagged in endless videos of you two throughout the night. a fan favorite was you guys dancing together.

comments:

GODDAMN

i don’t know which one i want to be atp

i think they do these things on purpose now

they have to know they’re the hottest couple out there

i must be doing something wrong.

an: a bit shorter but i think they’re cute and i love matt x influencer

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[wurlibydominicfike]

frat boy chris is making the comeback of the century rn

[matthewswifeee]

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Happy New Year!!!

Roommates

No Nut November pt.1

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Surprising Matt on Tour

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Snowstorm

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Three Way

Halloween Party

"Please Come Save Me"

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snaps with bf!chris

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[dominicfikeenthusiast]

MORNING / MATT STURNIOLO

“the feeling below his stomach ever so prominent this morning”

matts arms wrapped around your waist from the behind, his head resting gently in the crook of your neck. your bodies were pressed up against each-other, so close. “fuck” matt mumbled, the feeling below his stomach ever so prominent this morning.

usually matt would think this was some what of a calm morning, with you fast asleep in his arms, the sunshine beginning to creep through the window. but right now all matt could think of was the very uncomfortable bulge in his pj’s.

matt knew he couldn’t fix the problem himself, espically with you right beside him. god he never wanted you to be awake so bad. his hips involuntarily were rubbing against your ass.

you shuffled a little, a small soft breath leaving your mouth. matt was hoping that meant you were waking up. “baby” he whispered. you let out a little incoherent mumble, still being half-asleep. although you were conscious enough to feel matt. you moved your hips pushing your self back into matt a tiny bit more. which in turn woke you up even more.

“oh god” he groaned. biting his lips to contain a moan. “please, i need you” mumbles matt. you let out a soft hum. his lips brushed against your neck, peppering you with soft kisses. “matt” you whispered. “can you help me baby? i’ll do everything i promise, just gotta lay here f’me” he mumbled in between kisses.

god he sounded so desperate, but more so you could feel how desperate he was. you felt a little bad knowing he was probably so uncomfortable. and you had to admit, morning sex didn’t sound so bad. “mmm go ahead” you mumble.

a small smile on matt’s face appeared when you gave him the confirmation he needed. his hips bucked forwards again, causing a small moan to exist your mouth. hearing your little noises, only made matt harder, if that was even possible.

matt shifted his body on tops of yours. his lips immediately attaching onto yours. “thank you” he whispered, as his fingers latched onto your shorts, swiftly pulling them off. his cold fingers glided across your thin wet underwear, in between your folds making you gasp. “so wet f’me already” he whispered.

matt didn’t waste any more time. removing your underwear and his pjs which he conveniently wasn’t wearing boxers underneath. his throbbing cock immediately springing out. his tip glistening with pre-cum. “need you so bad” he whispers, placing him self in-between your legs.

matt put one hand on your hip, to hold you in place. the other held your hand, his fingers brush against yours. “take a deep breath f’me yeah?” he whispered. you did as he did, while he slowly slid the tip in. you let out another gasp, much louder this time. “oh fuck” matt moans, slowly pushing himself deeper.

“mmm- feel so good wrapped around me, so perfect” matt praises. slowly he began pumping himself in & out of you. “matt” you moan. “god i’m so lucky” he groans, his dick hitting your spot. causing another loud moan to leave your mouth.

his lips meet your neck again, leaving soft marks against your skin. as he continues the slow movements of his hips rocking back & forth. the room filled the echoes of just your moans.

it’s only a couple moments later before you feel that ever so familiar knot in your stomach. so could matt whom was patiently waiting for you to finish first. although he didn’t speed up, or rush you. he just took his time, feeling himself push deeper & deeper inside of you. your walls wrapped so tightly around his dick.

“oh god- mm gonna cum” you mumble out. matt gently squeezed your hand in response. as the feeling washed through your body. “oh fuck- matt” you moan out one last time as you orgasm.

matt let out a low gullutural moan, his grip on your hips tighten as he released “fuckkk” he groans, his body falling beside yours. a sigh of relief hits you both as you lay down.

a moment of silence drifts through the room. matt fingers idly drawing circles on your skin. your head laying gently onto his chest. a sense of comfort is evident.

it’s not long till you interrupt the silence. “soo what are we feeling for breakfast?” you ask trying not to giggle. matt lets out a small chuckle. “whatever you want” he says. “but i can’t believe that’s the first thing you say after we just fucked” matt snorts.

“yeah yeah, whatever, i should’ve said something boring like good-morning matt” you respond rolling your eyes playfully.

matt smiles “good-morning pretty” he whispers. placing a soft kiss onto your lips.

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𝜗𝜚 - ps. morning sex 😵‍💫😵‍💫 #need that

also wrote this early in the morning so not proof read, i apologize 😭

𝜗𝜚 - tags : @bells-sturn @sturnxies @iheartmattsbeard @chrislilcumslvt @chrissv4mp @flouvela @anastasia-ac3rr3 @submattenthusiast @s7attr @jassturn @liasturniolo @milaatyourworst @chris-hallelujah @y3sterdaysproblem @jetaimevous @xoxo4chrisss @mattsd0ll @mattslverr @clairomatt @maggot3647 @izzylovesmatt @kennastromboli @allineedismatt @ayesha-eroticaa @allisonclairee @ariana2saucyy @matttsangel @valxrieq @slxtarchive @2prcntmilkluvr @heartz4matt @sturnioloslutttt4 @forgottxen @le4hsblog @sturninsworld @reenasturniolo @sturniolosfr3shl0v3 @snowysosturn @graciesturn @ellie1sawsom3 @muwapsturniolo @mattscoquette @ifwdominicfike @malefantcsy @chrissweetheart @fratboychriswife @nickssidewitch @dominicslover

[camzeecorner]

𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚂₊˚ෆ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏!𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒

smut ღ dividers → @bernardsbendystraws ฅ^._.^ฅ

⚝ matt sturniolo ↴

vacation relief - [‘all this heat got me feeling hot and bothered’ y/n groaned throwing her head back. ‘Oh yea? You want me to fix that mama?’ Matt smirked at her.]

Steamy shower sesh - [‘getting in the shower I’ll be back’ y/n yelled as she closed the bathroom door. Little did she know matt was close behind her.]

Pussy pounder - [‘gonna keep giving me shit? Take this fucking dick’ matt grunted into y/n’s ear.]

Golden love - [matt loves nothing more but to see his beautiful wife below him blowing him. Especially the way her perfect golden brown skin shines.]

Chocolate for the win - [‘kid there’s no way you prefer milk chocolate over vanilla’ Chris laughed at matt. ‘Darker the berry sweeter the juice’ matt winked]

⚝ chris sturniolo ↴

Best friends brother - [‘what do you think Nick would say if he knew -fuck, you were getting fucked so hard, so deep by his brother? Hm, you think he’d like that? ‘Nah I don’t think so babygirl.’]

Throat baby - [‘I am the throat goat queen bitches’ I laughed at my own joke. Chris smirked at your comment, only to find himself moments later watching in awe as he watched the way your throat was taking his cock so well.]

I fuck better than him - [chris your toxic ex found out you’d been hooking up with other guys. That left him no choice but to put you in your place and show you who will always be number one.]

Scream queen - [‘scream as loud as you want baby. Let the world hear how good I fuck you.’ Chris bent down whispering in your ear, which only causes your pussy to clinch around him more.]

Oatmeal pie - [‘gonna fill you up so good. Gonna make you look like a fuckin oatmeal pie’]

lets pray these links don’t get deleted!! 😭😭

tags 🏷️ - @shaquilles-0atmeal @monroesturnns @blahbel668 @mattssluttywaist @jetaimevous @kayeeaa @ribread03 @meatballlover10

[sturniolowhore]

Back Home

Pairing: clingy!matt x fem!reader

Summary: Matt just got back from Boston and he wanted to show you how much me missed you.

Warnings: none just fluff!

a/n: This is my first time writing fluff so I hope you guys like it! Dividers by @issysh3ll. I don’t want anyone to copy my work or use it as inspiration.

Matt was back from Boston, and he came straight to your apartment. You open the door and see Matt standing their with is luggage.

“Matt! Your back already?” You say giving him a hug. “Hey baby. Yeah, I’m back.” He says returning the hug. “Um.. can I come in?”

“Oh yeah, of course.” You say, pulling away and stepping to the side, letting him in. He steps in, and kisses you softly. He manuvers you so you are laying on the couch and he layed his head on top of your breasts. He lets out a content sigh, and closes his eyes. You let out a giggle, and he looks up at you.

“What?” He says when he hears you giggling.

“Nothing, you’re just so adorable.” You say, smiling.

He smiles up at you, and you wrap your arms around him. He starts moving his hands to grab your waist. You lay there for hours, just enjoying each others presence.

🏷️: @brookheartsmatt

Jasmine 🤍