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estella. 8teen. she/her. chris girl. sdmn. solána imani rowe. la flame. w2s with glasses. matt in red. fb rafe. pinterest whore. insta. inbox and dm's open. safe space.

© chrisissobabygirl est. nov 2024

please do not introduce my fics and au's as your own. if you want to write something, just ask me and tag for inspo credit.

the constant drama in this fuck ass sturniolo community is quite literally saurrr embarrassing, like do you not realize we’re writing smut about real life men who don’t know we exist? babe, we should be fighting lawsuits NOT EACH OTHER! are you stupid?? 😭😭😭

#𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐝𝐫𝐲𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✯ 𝐦.𝐬 『 +𝟏𝟖 』
ⓘ bf!matt ᚐ dry humping ᚐ cumming in underwear ᚐ pet names ᚐ etc. + intended lowercase. 𝐰𝐜. 𝟎.𝟒𝐤

matt’s breath caught in his throat when you ground your hips just right. his cock twitched in his boxer briefs, the friction of your ass grinding against it shot white-hot pleasure through his whole body.

"baby, fuck..." matt moaned, feeling that familiar feeling of growing pressure in his tummy from his impending orgasm. his hands tightened on your hips, helping you grind harder against him as he fought the urge to just let go and cum, but he wanted to make it last.

"sh-shit... i’m gonna cum—mmfh—b-baby, slow down." he groaned, throwing his head back against the wall behind him with a soft thud.

you complied and rolled your hips languidly—enough to keep him squirming but not enough to make him orgasm. you leaned forward and held onto his knees, helping to keep your balance as you moved back and forth on his lap—giving him an unobstructed view of your ass in your skimpy little thong.

matt’s breathing grew shallow, his breath hitching every few seconds as he felt the bands in his tummy grow tighter with each slow swivel of your hips.

you smirked, feeling his cock twitch against your ass. hearing his noises becoming more and more desperate made your stomach flip, your own arousal seeping through your thong. you knew that he was close to breaking—close to coming undone just for you. and so, you started to grind against him harder, and faster, making his whole body tense.

"o-ohh, fuuuck--" matt’s eyes rolled back briefly, the delicious friction your ass was providing him got him quickly back on edge again.

a few more of your relentless grinding and he just couldn’t take it anymore. warmth spread through his tummy and he let out a low, drawn out moan as he came. his hips bucked with each spurt of cum as he shot out jet after jet of hot cum right into his underwear.

you finally stopped moving when he whimpered "baby", knowing he was likely too sensitive right now. you slowly got up and matt reluctantly let go of your hips. faint pink marks were visible on your skin from how tightly he was holding you.

when you turned around, you were met with an erotic sight. matt laid slumped against the wall, his bare chest heaving with ragged breaths and his boxer briefs thoroughly soiled with his own cum—a damp spot having formed on the crotch of it with pearly cum seeping through it.

matt’s body shuddered from aftershocks, a small shaky hiss leaving his lips when he felt the cool breeze coming in from the open window hit his wet underwear.

"wanna shower together?" the moment the question left your lips, matt stood up, only for his legs to wobble and give up under him, making him sit back down on the couch with a soft thump.

"give me some time to recover and i will shower you." you giggled in amusement at his words, making him chuckle softly.

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ᯓ 𝑰𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕 + 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒃𝒚 @malsmind «𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏» ────

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝑺𝑴𝑼𝑻! ⋆ strangers to somethingdirty talkpet namespussy eatingmunch!chris(kinda) mean!chrisdom!chrisfingeringdegradation kink? ⋆ praise kink edging? ⋆ squirting + more.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑 𝒌

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: This is a collab with @malsmind (aka my baby momma) It took me 3 business days to write this ’cause I’m so fucking slow like that (ty for being patient Mal, luv uuu).

𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅: English is not my first language!

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: What happens when Chris actually ends up reading your anonymous confession out loud?

Act 1: Chris is definitely not a munch...

You sat on one of the seats in the third row from the front, nibbling on your bottom lip as you smoothed out your pink t-shirt that had "Certified Munch" written in capital letters on the front. You had incorporated the tee so well in your outfit that no one paid much attention to it—not like they could with all the excitement buzzing in the air.

Your heart thumped against your ribcage in anticipation as you waited for the triplets to appear. The countdown began and everyone went crazy, screaming the numbers as it decreased down to 1.

The cheers were loud when the triplets appeared. Screams of excitement filled the air when they laughed and talked on the microphone, greeting their fans before making themselves comfortable on the sofas.

Anonymous asked:

I just want to tell you that I love your new fic ohmg

oml thank you so much 😭

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positivity train!

if you see this or are tagged in it, tag a couple of your favorite mutuals/blogs and let them know you appreciate seeing them on your dash!

girll I've just woken up and this has already made my dayy i love youuu😭😭💞💞

Anonymous asked:

https://www.tumblr.com/chrisissobabygirl/779381633153417216/bringbackdryhumping-oh-fuuck-chris-groaned

this is more thigh riding than dry humping

dry humping technically means rubbing your genitals against another person's genitals OR body! hope this helps!

i think it can be coined as both :)

Anonymous asked:

haaii i saw this quiz n i immediately thought abt u ! https://uquiz.com/quiz/fOjkwO?p=5742788

Ahh this was fun! Thank you for sharing!

I got this and it is accurate...

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This is so cute omg 😭😭 I GOT A FROGGG!!! Thank you sm for the tag! ❤️

Npt!!:

And ofc, anyone who would like to join!

i got the little kitten I WANT ONE OF THESE THEY'RE SO CUTEEEE

npt ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

thanks for tagging... ppl who knew me will say this is so accurate LMAO

AHHH TY FOR THE TAG!

BAHAHAHAHHAHW THIS IS SO ACCURATE 🤣🤣🤣

thank u for the tag <333

YAYY!!!

I CANT LMAOO WHY IS ONE OF THE QUESTIONS "DO YOU LIKE CAPITALISM" I CANT BREATHE

tagss!

Thanks for the tag!

thank you for the tag 🫶🏼

#bringbackdryhumping

"oh, fuuck," chris groaned, his voice strained as you rolled your hips against his thigh, the pressure sending a delicious shockwave throughout your body.

legs thrown over his lap, you leaned in, your lips barely brushing the shell of his ear as you exhaled a shaky breath. "chris," you moaned out in pure ecstasy, the noise only fueling chris to regain his tight grip on your hips. 

"you like this, hm? ya like gettin' off on my thigh, ma?" he murmured in your ear softly, a hint of a smirk on his face.

you dropped your head to see a wet patch—your arousal—on his jorts, your panties a wet mess, causing a red hue to cover your face in embarrassment.

"i-" you started to apologise, but chris wasn't having it.

"it's okay, baby. how else would i know if i'm doing well, huh?" he smirked, tilting your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. chris' hands slid down to your hips, forcing the friction again right where you needed it.

"fuck, chris, oh god-" you cut yourself off with a whimper, hips stuttering against him as heat coiled in your abdomen, the sensation intoxicating.

"thaat's it, baby. let go for me, c'mon." chris murmured, his voice smooth as silk but a little bit shaky. "you feel so good, ma." he groaned.

"c, i'm gonna come—oh, fuck!" a scream left your lips as the tension coiled in your stomach finally snapped, pleasure overtaking your body in a blinding wave.

you trembled, hands gripping onto chris' t-shirt as warmth travelled through your body, leaving you breathless. your mind felt hazy, the only thing keeping you from collapsing being your boyfriends firm grip on your waist and a ghost of a few kisses on your skin.

"mhm, just like that."

#bringbackdryhumping

"oh, fuuck," chris groaned, his voice strained as you rolled your hips against his thigh, the pressure sending a delicious shockwave throughout your body.

legs thrown over his lap, you leaned in, your lips barely brushing the shell of his ear as you exhaled a shaky breath. "chris," you moaned out in pure ecstasy, the noise only fueling chris to regain his tight grip on your hips. 

"you like this, hm? ya like gettin' off on my thigh, ma?" he murmured in your ear softly, a hint of a smirk on his face.

you dropped your head to see a wet patch—your arousal—on his jorts, your panties a wet mess, causing a red hue to cover your face in embarrassment.

"i-" you started to apologise, but chris wasn't having it.

"it's okay, baby. how else would i know if i'm doing well, huh?" he smirked, tilting your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. chris' hands slid down to your hips, forcing the friction again right where you needed it.

"fuck, chris, oh god-" you cut yourself off with a whimper, hips stuttering against him as heat coiled in your abdomen, the sensation intoxicating.

"thaat's it, baby. let go for me, c'mon." chris murmured, his voice smooth as silk but a little bit shaky. "you feel so good, ma." he groaned.

"c, i'm gonna come—oh, fuck!" a scream left your lips as the tension coiled in your stomach finally snapped, pleasure overtaking your body in a blinding wave.

you trembled, hands gripping onto chris' t-shirt as warmth travelled through your body, leaving you breathless. your mind felt hazy, the only thing keeping you from collapsing being your boyfriends firm grip on your waist and a ghost of a few kisses on your skin.

"mhm, just like that."

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