Are Fedoras Really That Bad?

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

Bad Day || M.S. x reader

a/n: ofccc bby !! i luv this ideaaaa !!

warnings: SMUT!, oral (m! receiving), deepthroating, gagging

i aint your ma so i cant tell u what u can and cant read soooo….

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i woke up after a restless night, pulling my comforter off of my body, i stood up out of bed and walked over to the mirror. i looked terrible…

i sighed and went downstairs to make breakfast for myself as matt wasn’t home this morning.

i pulled a pan and ingredients out of my cabinets and began making pancakes, pouring the batter into the pan and flipping every so often. i realized i had to go to the bathroom. i walked to the bathroom and handled my business, then heard the smoke alarm going off.

great, just great!

I threw the burnt pancakes away and went back upstairs to get ready for work. i peeled my clothes off before stepping into the shower. i reached for my favorite shampoo then saw i was out. i sighed and finished my shower quickly as i was already running late.

i got dressed and went to work. my boss was nagging on me to finish my rough drafts, but i zoned out, all i heard was “blah blah blah”

my alarm went off, signaling it was time to clock out, and i rushed home to matt waiting for me. he immediately sensed i was upset and tried to get me to talk about it. i refused but ended up just spilling about everything that happened.

“im so sorry, ma, i wish i could make things better for you. trust me, if i could take that burden off your shoulders i would.” he spoke while rubbing my back and tracing shapes on it.

“you’re to good to me baby. i dont know where i would be without you.” i smiled.

“you know… i can think of a way to repay you.” i smirked while kneeling down to his waist level.

“is this okay?” i asked. he nodded fastly. i teasingly tugged at the zipper to his jeans, unbuttoning them slowly. i palmed him through his boxers before pulling his dick out, it sprang up to his happy trail before i took it in my hand.

i kitten-licked at his tip while jerking him slowly, moving my hand up and down. i then took him fully into my mouth

his veiny hands tangled into my hair, tugging lightly. i moaned at the tingling feeling, sending vibrations up his dick. he groaned loudly, pulling even harder at my hair. with that, i took him further into my mouth, deepthroating him, but he was so big, i couldnt help but gag.

the sensation of my throat clenching around him sent him groaning and whimpering above me. “fuckkk, pretty girl, im gonna cum!” he shouted before hot ropes of cum shot onto my tongue, down my throat,

i pulled off of him with a pop. sticking my tongue out, showing him his cum on my tongue, looking up at him with doe eyes.

“so pretty, did so good for me.” he said while closing my mouth, signaling to swallow.

he pulled me up from off my knees, giving me a kiss, before taking me to the couch. he pulled me into his arms as he turned on my favorite show. “i love you matt” i spoke softly

“i love you too, baby” he responded.

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a/n: lowk dk abt this buttt… anywaysss ! i luv yalll and tysm anon for the idea ! <3

a/n pt 2 : sooo… no head..?

SNAPS WITH BSF! NICK PT. 5

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lizsstory

1 year ago

play date - chris sturniolo

in which a hangout with chris turns into something more

warning: smut!!!

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“Y/n, hey,” Chris greeted as he closed the door behind you. He pulled you in for a quick hug, his arms wrapping around your back.

“Where’s Matt and Nick?” you asked as you pulled away. Your eyes glanced around the room, looking for the other two.

“They’re out running errands or some shit, so I figured we could hang out.” You nodded at him. “We could watch a movie or something.” He walked over to the couch, you following close behind him.

He handed you the remote as you took a seat beside him. “You sure you want me to pick? I’ll probably just put on a rom-com.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” he said making you chuckle.

After a few minutes, you decided to put on Clueless, your all-time favorite movie. As the beginning scene began to play, you glanced over at Chris. His eyes were glued to the screen, which made you smile to yourself.

About an hour into the movie, you were starting to get cold. You scooted over on the couch, moving yourself under the blanket. Chris, who was also under the blanket, looked over at you with a smile. He wrapped his arm around you, pushing you into his side.

For some reason, you couldn’t stop the goosebumps that arose on your skin from his touch, even though you’ve been in this position multiple times. He didn’t seem to notice though, as his attention was on the movie.

You turned your attention back to the screen, trying not to focus on Chris’ arm around you. In the scene that was playing, Cher was trying to get with Christian. You watched as she brushed her leg against his, trying to get him riled up.

Now it was Chris’ turn to glance over at you. He watched as you moved your eyes across the screen, studying the blonde’s every move. As if he was trying to recreate what was happening in the movie, he moved his hand onto your thigh, his large palm caressing the skin.

You instantly took notice of this, your eyes slightly widening. You slowly turned to look at him, his eyes already on you. “Chris,” you managed to choke out. You peeled the blanket off of your body, your eyes trailing down to his hand.

“Shit, sorry.” He moved his hand off of your leg and placed it on his lap. However, you grabbed onto his hand, placing it back on your leg. “Oh.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” you whispered. You watched as his Adam’s apple moved, nervously swallowing. His eyes flickered down to your lips, making you get a surge of confidence. Before you knew it, you were leaning in.

He met you in the middle, his lips connecting with yours. Your hands moved to his shoulder, gripping his white shirt. His grip on your thigh became tighter as he kissed you, making you smirk against his lips.

As you pulled away, you felt your heart thumping out of your chest. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted that,” he said as he tried to catch his breath. You smiled at him, biting your bottom lip. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you,” he said in a quiet tone, almost a whisper.

His tone made you feel something you’ve never felt before. A heat shot through your body, all the way down to between your thighs. Your hand reached for his, intertwining it with your own. “I’ve always wanted this, Chris.”

Before you could even blink, Chris pressed his lips against yours. His hands gripped yours even tighter, making you smile into the kiss.

While maintaining the kiss, Chris managed to lift you off of the couch. As he carried you through the house, you wrapped your legs around him, keeping him in a tight grip. He pulled his lips away from you, focusing on getting you to his bedroom.

He placed you at the foot of his bed, his arms snaking around your waist. You wrapped yours around his neck, pulling him closer to you. You pressed your lips to him, hungrily moving your lips against his.

Chris gently pushed you onto his mattress, hovering above you. His eyes trailed up and down your body, making you feel weak beneath him. “You can touch me,” you whispered. He looked up at you, a smirk evident on his face.

Your stomach muscles tensed as his fingers traced down your body, stopping at the waistband of your sweatpants. He slid your pants down, his fingers ghosting over your legs as he went. His eyes scanned over your legs, pressing his tongue into his cheek as he took you in. They stopped on your black panties, which made his heart beat faster.

You watched as his fingers hooked under the fabric, sliding it down your leg. The cool air on your bottom half, which was now fully exposed to him, made you gasp.

He leaned in next to your ear, “Are you sure you want this?” He felt you nod beneath him, which made him pull away with a smirk. He pressed his lips against yours once more, his hand resting on your cheek. His other hand made its way down to your cunt, ghosting over the skin.

As the kiss went on, you felt his fingers move between your folds, making you gasp into the kiss. He slipped his finger in, making you moan into his mouth. He pulled away, looking down at you with a smirk. His eyes fixated on the way you writhed at the feeling of his finger plunging into you. “You look so pretty taking my fingers.”

As you continued to moan, he slipped another finger in, making you bite your lip. “Fuck,” you breathed out. His intense gaze turned you on even more, making you buck your hips into him. His thumb brushed against your clit, making you whine.

As he continued to work his fingers, your hand made its way up your shirt. You took your right breast in your hand, kneading it in your hand. With the added pleasure, you knew you weren’t going to last long.

Chris watched as you groped yourself, making his cock twitch in his pants. The sound of your wet pussy and the moans leaving your mouth were starting to make him impatient. He picked up the pace, making you grip onto his wrist.

“Don’t stop.” He continued to plunge into you, making you grind your hips, pushing him even deeper inside of you. “I’m gonna cum,” you mumbled. You felt yourself clench around him, your orgasm overtaking your body. He watched as your legs trembled with pleasure, your eyes rolling back into your head.

He pulled his fingers out of you. They were coated with your juices, making them glisten in the light. “You did so good for me, pretty girl.” He took his fingers in his mouth, sucking off the arousal you left behind. You couldn’t help but watch as he licked his fingers clean, your thighs squeezing together.

Your eyes then trailed down his body, stopping at the evident bulge in his pants. “You wanna take ‘em off?” Chris looked down at you, motioning to his sweatpants. You sat up, reaching for his waistband. He helped you take them off, along with his boxers. His cock slapped against his lower stomach, making you bite your lip. He softly laughed at you before pushing you back against the pillows. “Let me get this off of you, mama.” He reached for your shirt, pulling it over your head. His eyes slightly widened as your tits fell free. You silently thanked yourself for not wearing a bra today.

He immediately grabbed at your chest, taking your breasts in his hands. He kneaded them, making you bite your lip. “Fucking perfect,” he muttered under his breath. You felt your cheeks go hot as he touched you.

However, you wanted to return his favor. You reached for his cock, wrapping your hand around it. He let out a groan at the sudden contact, making you smirk to yourself. You began to slowly stroke him, looking to see his reaction. His head slightly fell, a low moan leaving his mouth.

He wrapped his hand around yours, making you go faster. A dribble of spit left his mouth, landing directly on his cock. Moans left his mouth as you continued to touch him, making you more eager to have him inside you.

Eventually, he pulled away from you. “Lay back for me, ma.” You lay against the pillows, your heart beating out of your chest as you watched him. He stroked himself a few more times before making his way between your legs. He slapped his cock against your pussy, getting you ready for him.

As he lined himself up with you, slowly pushing himself in, you let out a sharp breath. The feeling of him stretching you was enough to make you feel uncomfortable but in the best way possible. Once he was inside of you, he stayed frozen for a second. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“Chris, please move.” You grabbed onto his arm, giving yourself some support as he began to thrust into you. He was so big you swore you could feel him in your stomach.

He looked down at you, his face wearing a look you’ve never seen before. He was so focused on the pleasure he didn’t even notice you looking up at him.

His thrusts began to get faster, making you claw at his arm. “Chris,” you moaned out. He looked down at you, a groan escaping his lips.

“Am I making you feel good, mama?” You moaned a response, making him go deeper. A whine left your lips, making his hips stutter. He grabbed onto your hips, creating a new angle. This new angle had you grabbing at the sheets, moans spilling from your mouth.

“You’re so big, fuck, Chris.” He leaned down to your face, placing a peck on your lips. As he pulled away, he grabbed one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist. This made him go even deeper inside of you, earning a guttural moan from him. “Shit, just like that.”

He continued to drill into you, the sound of your skin slapping together filling the room. You were so overcome with pleasure that you couldn't think straight. “I’m gonna cum, ma.” Those words took you out of your trance. He began to pick up his pace, which was now animalistic.

“Chris,” you cried out. You clenched around him, making him roughly pound into you, his cum shooting onto your walls. You weren’t far behind him, cumming around his dick with a loud moan.

After you rode out your high, he pulled out of you, laying beside you on the bed. He looked over at you. You wore a fucked out expression, which made him smile. He wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer. You turned to look at him. “I’m so glad I came over today.”

“Me too,” he chuckled. His hand traced patterns on your side. “It was about time this happened,” he joked. You playfully scoffed at him, resting your head on his chest. The two of you drifted off to sleep, totally forgetting that Nick and Matt could be back any minute.

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a/n: sorry it’s been a minute, but im here now. anyway, i need chris in my bed immediately! and don’t forget to leave a request if you have one!!!

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lizsstory

1 year ago