Matt Please Become A Dilf

matt please become a dilf

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐌.𝐒

“it’s okay baby, let it all out” matt rubs your back as you sob into his neck. you had such a hard day and needed to cry about it to your favorite man. “i- i don’t know what i d- did!” his neck is smothering in tears by now “i know honey, you didn’t deserve to be talked to like that”

he comforts you every time something happens. most of the time it’s people being rude to you or being a pervert towards you. the only person you wanted to be a pervert towards you is matty, your matty.

“h- he was just s- so mean!” although your whole day was bad, there was one good thing about it “i’m sorry baby, no one should talk to my girl that way” while matt was comforting you and you were crying to him, he was bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

“m- m’close!” you squeak as matt slowly thrusts up into your small pussy, giving you a additional source of comfort. “cum for me baby, you deserve it” he holds your hips to keep you still.

your wet cunt was already red and swollen. you release all over him, soaking his cock in your juices. he continues to thrust into you, causing you to feel overstimulated. “good girl” but you couldn’t voice it considering matt holding your face in his neck, muffling all of your moans and whines, making sure not to wake his sleeping daughter that is across the house.

© luvs4matt

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im gonna

breeding kink Matt!!!

LAWDDDDDD i will BUST i don't play about breeding kink matt...

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matt watches your fucked out face contort into pleasure as he continuously thrusts his cock into you, whilst you fist the sheets on the side of you.

"oh matt, fuck," you'd moan, back arched impossibly higher for him.

"s'good for me, fuck, always good," he'd moan lowly, one hand going to press the bulge on your stomach, "shit baby, y'feel me deep inside ya?"

"m-matt, i- please..."

your strangled moans intertwine with the slapping of skin, matt watching with a dark expression the way his cock goes in and out of you. fuck, he thinks, you'd look so gorgeous carrying his kids.

"gonna cum soon, angel," he moans, whimpering slightly as your nails scratch his back, "gonna fill you up, yeah? fuck, i wan' give you my kids, gonna look so pretty..."

the thought of carrying his children has his cock twitching inside of you, letting him know how close he was to letting go. "m'close, please..."

"g'head, cum f'me baby," matt growls in you ear, which is enough to send you over the edge.

you mewl out his name, your orgasm crashing over you — your pussy clenches around him, and he lets out a moan as he feels himself on the brink.

"fuck- gonna fill this pussy up," matt babbles, thrusts becoming sloppier, "gonna give you my babies...fuckin' shit, you'd like that, wouldn't you, sweetheart?"

"fuck, i'm cumming..."

his cock twitches inside of you, his white, hot cum painting your gummy walls with his release as multiple obscenities slip past his lips while he thrusts sloppily — he continues riding his orgasm out, before pulling out of you.

before you'd had the chance to move, he takes his fingers and shoves every last drop of his cum into your sensitive cunt, causing to you yelp out.

"matt? the fuck?" you hiss at him, but he'd just grin at you.

"thought i was jokin' when i said i want you carrying my kids?"

momma got that buncha crunch cakew waiitt im so wet right now

wearing a certain dress that triggers something in chris, he ends up fucking you against a wall :)

your cheek was pressed against the wall forcefully as chris fucked you from behind, showing not a single bit of mercy towards you who were literally all shaking and whimpering. you didn't know what had triggered this feeling in him, what had pushed him to play with you in that very rough way. you only knew that his eyes, usually so clear and pure, had darkened sharply at the sight of your body trapped in that fucking tight and revealing dress.

"sluts always deserve a lesson when they push my limits, you know that right?" his head moved slightly as he leaned close to your ear to murmur those lust-filled words, voice so low that shivers passed over your naked, sweaty body. at your lack of response, due to your brain completely blacking out from pleasure, a large hand hit your ass in a hard slap, making you jump on the spot as you quickly nodded. “y-yes” you moaned out, and you could practically hear him grin in satisfaction at your submission.

"good girl" his hips were bruisingly slamming against you, cock practically bullying its way past your cervix entrance with every merciless thrust. your eyes were rolling in the back of your head as he continued at that fast pace, quickening it every now and then as his head fell back with several groans slipping from his swollen lips. your head was foggy, loud sobs and incoherent moans of his name spilling past your lips. "y'crying now? after teasing me like that, huh?" he was enjoying himself so much, and it made your subtle frustration grow as you moaned again. chris pounded into you, angling himself slightly to get a better position so he could hit all the spots to drive you crazy completely.

the imprints of his strong fingers were practically tattooed into your delicate skin at that point, ruining it. you arched your back, he murmured about how tight you were, so tight it could practically snap in half, your legs burned with the effort of standing after all he put you through and orgasm was close to hitting him as his thumb came down to tease your neglected and puffy clit to make you follow him too.

"and - fuck - forget that dress. it's torn somewhere on the floor" but you didn't care. really. you would have bought a thousand if that would have been his response every time.

OH MY GOD???

oh okay!

wait i missed sub matt

MIRROR MIRROR – matthew b. sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings : SMUT, INSECURE!SUB!MATT, use of 'mama', use of a mirror?, handjob, praise, short

author's note : credits to @soupuurr to getting to the idea before i could write it. :,)

"look at that, matty.. you're perfect," she cooed in his ear, directing the boy's attention to her hand wrapped around his sensitive cock. matt let out a strangled moan as she moved her manicured hand faster along his shaft, his insecure thoughts thrown out the window.

"s'good mama-" he breathed. he looked at his reflection in the mirror before him, watching as his beloved girlfriend jerked him off. "yeah, baby? you like watching me get you off?" she whispered sinfully, moving her hand to his tip.

matt let out a louder moan, "mama, m'gonna cu-um," he whined, "can i cum mama?" she moved her hand faster, encouraging him, "tell me how good you are, there's not anything wrong about you. tell mama how pretty you are."

his jaw went slack and his eyebrows furrowed as he made eye contact with her reflection, he hiccuped, "m'so pretty and nice- and so helpful, ca-ring n'supportive. nothin' wrong with me, m'so perfect."

"yes, there you go, c'mon, cum for me," she praised. the boy let out a cry as his body spasmed, hunching over the slightest as he came, making a mess of the mirror in front of him. he babbled small 'thank you's and 'i love you's as he worked through his orgasm.

such a perfect mess.

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my baby made it on tumbkr im gonna nut

@bernardsbendystraws ghost face matt that’s it that’s the post