“get a load of this guy” im tryin bru

its giving babydaddy matt

matt is the prettiest boy i have ever seen.

dream blunt rotation but im the blunt

✯𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠✯

IN WHICH...Y/N meets a biker who gives her the best night of her life, and manages to turn her world upside down.

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT AHEAD!! drinking, public fondling, dom!Matt/asshole!Matt, spanking, choking, knife play, unprotected sex, slight predatorxprey concept, dumbification,, stomach buldging. If I forgot anything please let me know!!!

this is a long one so sorry not sorry <3

𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 ✿ 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 — dilf!matthew sturniolo x subby!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 — in which, lilly, matts daughter, acts out with him all day, but once she is with her mom, reader comes home, and to his surprise, she doesn’t act much different.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 — SMUT!!, rough sex, daddy kink, squirting, orgasm control, dad!matt, spanking, taking his anger out on reader, breeding, doggy style position, hair pulling, humiliation, bratty attitudes, intended lowercase, swearing, pet names (

“𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔” 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌, matt was having enough of lillys attitude and now that he tried to talk to her about it, she is back at it. but she never went to this extent ever.

she tries to storm off, but matt was quick to pick her up, placing her back in front of him. “don’t try to leave now, alright? i got a question for you.” her “what” was full of attitude “what did i do to make you wanna say that? huh?” his tone wasn’t sweet but it also wasn’t mean enough to make the girl cry.

“i don’t know” she muttered, knowing she was in trouble “you don’t know? you don’t know why you told me you hate me?” she shrugged, matt mocked the action “that’s all you got for me?” she looked down, not able to keep eye contact.

“look at me lilly.” she slowly lifts her head up, matt’ stare was harsh, she knew her dad well enough to know that even though he was calm, she was still in a ton of trouble. “who am i to you?”

“daddy” matt could just barely hear her she was so quiet “that’s right. am i good daddy or bad daddy?” he furrowed his eyebrows at her “good daddy”

“then why’re you saying some shit like that to me child.” lilly punched his shoulder “that’s potty mouth!” he put her wrists together, holding them so she couldn’t do it again “don’t hit me. and it’s okay that i am using it right now because you’re in trouble and i hope you would understand why.”

before she could respond, knocking coming from the front door rang through the house. “stay here.” matt got up from his place on the floor before walking toward the door.

it was andie “hey” he shut the door behind her, andie looked over to the couch to see her daughter clearly upset with her arms crossed. she turned her head to matt “why does my daughter look upset? what did you do?”

“i didn’t do anything. she has been little miss attitude all day and now she is mad because i’m gettin’ onto her. she’s lucky i didn’t whoop her ass” matt looks around, trying to spot lilly’ bag, coming to the realization that he left it in her room.

“do you mind going and getting her bag out of her room? i need to say one more thing to her before she goes” andie rolls her eyes before walking off “thanks”

he walks back over to lilly, sitting next to her on the couch. “m’sorry daddy” he nods “that’s all i wanted to hear, don’t do it again.”

“okay” he places a kiss to her forehead “i love you pumpkin” he was still mad and upset at her for doing that, but she was leaving, he wasn’t going to show her that.

you got home about half an hour after lilly left with her mom after being out with friends all day. you immediately ran to him, placing yourself in his arms “i missed you matty”

“,’missed you too princess” you pull away to look at him, he was already looking down at you. you seen the love in his eyes, but you also seen what you thought was anger. “are you okay? you look mad..” he is quiet for a second before speaking “how was your day?”

“it was- good! matt!” his hands ran down over your ass before leaving a firm slap “that’s good, i’m glad you had a good time” his hands rubbed the back of your thighs “lilly had a bratty ass attitude all day, pissed me off real fuckin’ bad”

“a.. are you still mad?” he could tell you were thinking about something, he just couldn’t tell what “yeah, she doesn’t know that though” his hands are back up to your ass, touching and squeezing. he felt the way you pushed your thighs together “what’re you thinkin’ about up there”

you hesitated before answering “need you matty..” the way you stared up at him with your big doe eyes already had him starting to feel like his jeans were getting tighter “that right?” you nodded.

“just know, if i fuck you like you’re wanting me to, i’m not going to be gentle” his words almost had you excited “that’s okay” he pushed himself into you, just to show you how hard he was because of you. “is.. is that because of me?” you sounded so innocent “mhm, it is princess”

“good” he raises his eyebrows as he smirks “yeah? you happy you’re the one who did this to me?” you nodded as you giggled, but your giggles were very short lived “ow!” he slapped your ass again, but harder. you couldn’t say anything else before his lips were on yours, kissing you roughly.

soon enough, your legs were wrapped around his waist while he carried you to your shared bedroom. as soon as you were placed on the bed, clothes were coming off and his lips were attached to your neck. he started to suck marks into your supple flesh, but one particular suck was too rough.

“shit!” he removed himself from your neck, looking at you with a warning look “this has been happening way too much babygirl” you bite your lip, making eye contact with him “i know, m’sorry”

“better start watchin’ that mouth more carefully then huh?” you nod.

it was truly an accident, but you debated on doing it again. not because you wanted to disobey him, but because you didn’t want him to go soft on you this time, and you knew he would try to hold off on taking his anger out on you because you didn’t cause it. so maybe you just had to make him angry or upset at you.

you felt his kisses become rougher after you said that, you almost felt bad, but you needed to keep going. he starts to kiss down your neck, all the way down to your panties, the lace baby pink panties that he loved so much.

“love these pretty little things so much” he places a kiss on your covered clit, making you gasp “i.. i know” his kisses move to your inner thigh “yeah?” he smirks against the skin and you can feel it “please matty, need it”

“mmm- so desperate..” he pulls them off, and right when you think he is about to put his mouth on you, he places a kiss right above your folds. “mattyyy!” the smirk never left his face “mouth or fingers pretty girl, your choice”

“i- i don’t know!” you were too needy to even think at this point, you needed anything. “hmm, why don’t you lay on your tummy for me baby?” you did as you were told, putting your face by the pillow.

“goood..” you were taken by surprise when you felt the sharp pain, you whined as you gripped the pillow. another strike to your ass. this time, you reach your hands back to cover yourself, but he wasn’t having it. “move your hand.”

you shake your head “yes y/n. do it.” you hesitantly bring your hands to your sides.

this time he did both cheeks at the same time; when you said anything, you didn’t mean this. you resisted to reach back again as he did it again. your ass was red, and tears were brimming your eyes at the pain. it didn’t help as he started repeatedly slapping your ass, not giving you a break, it was one after the other.

you reach back as you squirm and whine “noo! hurts!” he bends over your body, putting his mouth to your ear “you said to not go easy on you, and now that i’m not, little princess has a problem?” he aligns his tip with your absolutely dripping hole before sliding himself in.

“you’re so much wetter than you were baby, can’t tell me you didn’t like it” you go to say something, but you can’t, his cock moved so perfectly inside you, hitting your most sensitive spots. the only thing capable of coming from your mouth is your sounds of pleasure “such a leaky baby”

your eyes were rolled back as he pushed your face into the pillow, you practically screamed as he somehow went faster “aw, did that feel good?” your mouth was open but there were no words passing through your lips.

he chuckled as he watched you go completely dumb.

you almost forgot about your plan due to your brain being all fuzzy. you were so close “f.. f- fuck!” his hips still “what the fuck did you just say..” you knew he would get upset, but this was more than you thought, you could tell how mad he was just by his tone.

you didn’t answer him.

he grips your hair, pulling your head back “what. the fuck. did you just say.” you gasped at the pain of him pulling your hair “m.. m’sorry daddy..” you whispered, too scared to speak up.

“you just think you’re so fuckin’ cute doin’ shit like that, don’t you? you doin’ it in purpose? tryin’ t’piss me off? huh?” you didn’t respond, your breathing was heavy and unsteady, that was the only noise in the room.

you whine as he tugs on your hair once more “yes! i.. m’so sorry daddy.. please” he replaces his grip on your hair with his arm wrapping around your neck, pressing your back to his chest.

“y’know, i’ve had such a hard day. havin’ to deal with lilly bein’ a brat all day, actin’ out; and i thought when you got home, i would have a little peace, i could relax. but no, you decided you wanted to be a little fuckin’ brat too.”

he brought his hand to your face, rubbing it all around, smearing all of your makeup, making you feel humiliated and embarrassed how he was treating you “i bet this makes you feel so fuckin’ cute, right?” you clenched around him hard.

his hips roughly meet yours as he slams into you “oh you’re loving this, being treated like a fucking slut.”

“i- da- mmph!” he stills his hips once again before pushing you back down into the pillow. he was being so rough and mean with you, unlike any other times, but you.. loved it?

he waited for you to get the memo, but you were to busy catching your breath to put any peices together. you somehow kept your hips up when he lands a harsh slap on your ass again. “you want the dick? fucking do it yourself, just like a little slut would. no ones stopping you.”

you hated to prove him right, you were a slut; though, you were only his slut, only for his dick. but you needed it, so so bad, you needed to cum.

you hesitate before starting to fuck yourself on his cock, moving back and forth. your movements became quick and needy within a matter of seconds, your orgasm re-building in your tummy. you could feel it, you were so close.

matt knew, he could tell, not just by the way you were squeezing him as tight as you could, but your moans also became shorter, closer together, and louder. that’s why he held your hips, stopping you from reaching that high that you so badly craved.

“no! no! daddy, please, i’m sorry, i mean it! i.. i’m so so so sorry!” you rushed; he doesn’t respond. all you can hear is his breathing, and it sounds surprisingly calm, almost too calm.

one hand leaves your hip and moves to your hair, before you can say anything, he pulls it as he thrusts into your sopping, needy cunt at an ruthless pace.

“cum. you don’t deserve it, but daddy is just so nice to his whore that he’s going to let you today.” yes.. yes yes yes!! the feeling you felt fading away was coming back, it felt so good. you babble multiple “thank you”s but who knows if he even understood.

your hand repeatedly hits against the mattress as you fell over the edge. a loud scream left your mouth, your hands gripping the sheets as you shook, your orgasm squirting out between you both, covering his lower stomach. it only took a few more thrusts before he released his cum into you.

“you gonna listen now? gonna start bein’ a good girl?” it takes you a minute to register his words, you nod. “y.. yes s- sir..”

“good.”

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⋆˚࿔ pornstar!matt x chris x camgirl!reader ⟢

  𝒫𝒰𝒮𝒮𝒴 𝒫𝑅𝐼𝒩𝒯.

blue collar!matt x bimbo f!reader. ♡⁩

꒰ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 . . . ꒱ 18+, not proofread, smut, vulgar language, pet name usage, public sex, breeding, squirting, p in v, possessiveness, mdni.

eyes squint through the cloud of wood chips and hefty orange work jackets to spot a familiar GTR pull up and park off the construction sight. he recognized the hot pink license plate, a custom gifted from him as last year’s anniversary present. matt chews on his toothpick as he saunters over toward the vehicle, a small smirk tugging at his lips when he sees you happily step out. though, the sight of your clothing choice makes his eyes widen like saucers.

like a hawk, matt just blatantly stares at your breasts slipping out of your tight, low cut top and bouncing with every step you take toward the trunk. his temper doesn’t get any shorter when he sees you pop open the trunk and bend over in your unnecessarily short denim skirt to retrieve two grocery bags.

HIS HAND.

So fucking boyfriend. I miss you :(

'Stop it, stooop' UUGGHHH sigh

PENCIL SKIRT dad!Matt x nanny!Reader

smut, back shots, standing doggy, mirror sex, degradation, breeding kink

The bathroom mirror reflected each tear on your face, as if to mock you for being so sensitive. Each pull on your hair, each harsh and merciless thrust had your insides twisting and turning. “Mr Sturniolo-” You chocked out his name, your grip hardening around the edge of the bathroom sink, the porcelain ceramic being the only thing keeping you grounded.

Meanwhile, Matthew Sturniolo didn’t hold back. He grunted, grabbing your hip with the hand that wasn’t buried in your hair. Your knees were almost completely useless, and if it weren’t for your position, bent over the sink, you did not think you’d still be standing on your two feet. Your usually neat, black pencil skirt was rolled up to you waist and your panties hung low around your heels.

White pre-cum leaked from Matt’s tip into your warmth, dripping on the floor every split-second he pulled out before burying his length within you again. “So wet f’me, yeah? Not very professional of you, is it?” Your eyelids closed tight, ears catching each groan that rippled from his throat. “Is it, y/n?!” Matthew asked again, more sternly. You shook you head quickly. He picked up his pace, slamming into you harder than ever. “Be a good girl and use those words, hm?”

“No… not p-profes- ahh.” A breathy moan escaped your lips when he bottomed out, bruising your cervix. Each callous noise increased in volume, until Matthew was pulling his hand out of your hair to cover your mouth, slapping your cheek slightly. “Shh, don’t want the girls to hear, do we now?” You shook your head again, mumbling a ‘nuh uh’ before he chuckled. You looked pathetic, your mascara was a black mess under your eyes and your mouth hung slack.

Your clit was rubbing against the cold surface of the counter, giving you more pleasure than you thought you could handle. The tightness in your stomach began to break loose, and Matthew knew because your eyes rolled back into your head. Your back arched into his grip and soon enough, you came undone, turning into a moaning mess. But Matt kept going, chasing his own high.

“M- Matt…” You whispered into his palm. He didn’t like it. His hand landed a slap on your ass. “You know not to call me that. So naughty… you don’t deserve this do ya?”

You found your head shaking again, submitting to his viciously laced words. “Say it, y/n. Look in the mirror and say it.” You struggled to hold eye contact with yourself in the reflective glass framed on the wall in front of you. Nevertheless, you abided. “I d-don’t deserve this!” Your words were slightly muffled but they were enough to have Matthew tipping over the edge. As his cock started to twitch inside of you, he hissed.

“You want me to fill you up with my babies?” Leaning in to speak next to your ear, his voice was sickeningly sweet. You nodded giving him a hoarse ‘yes please’ before his movements came to a halt and Matthew pumped you full of his white fluids.

You straightened down your skirt, taking a deep breath, and laid Matt’s warm towel on the counter, folded neatly. He’d gotten to his shower in the end, letting the hot steam roam the air, fogging up the mirror. “Tell the girls to get dressed. Think m’gonna take them out to get ice cream.” His relaxed voice reverberated off the walls of the space. And with that, you left, shutting the door behind you.

Tag list: @hearts4werka @pvssychicken @sturnslcver @sophand4n4 @sofieeeeex @lovingregulusblack

This is probably my last piece of smut for a while, no nut November is coming up and I gotta lock in with some fluff and angst. Love this AU to death, might write more for it in the future but until then you can see other Matt fics in my MASTERLIST. Thanks for reading!

KINKTOBER !! DAY TWENTY SEVEN , hair pulling

mean!matthew sturniolo x subby!reader

you whimpered as matt pulled on your hair “ow!” you stumbled back. he pushed you against the wall, staring deeply into your eyes “why the fuck are you like this? huh?” you felt your arousal seeping out of your hole and collecting between your folds “l- like what matty?”

“you know what i mean. bein’ bratty, acting so innocent all the god damn time.” he gripped your jaw, making you look straight at him. “m’sorry..” he shook his head “don’t be doin’ that” you were confused, but more focused on the fact he was mad at you “doing what..?” you pouted, wanting to look down, embarrassed that you’re introuble.

you weren’t able to look away due to his large hand holding your chin “do that ‘m’sorry matty’ bullshit” he mocked your sweet voice. “b- but i am..” his jaw clenched; you squirmed as he came even closer “no you’re not. you want me to think you are so then i’ll let you cum tonight. an’ stop your squirmin’,”

he was partially right, but you were sorry about making him mad. when you were squirming, you got your jaw out of matts grip, finally being able to look away “look at how innocent you’re tryin’ to make yourself look, wearin’ this pretty lil’ dress. ‘know you’re wearin’ it for easy access, tryna get me to fuck you sooner… bet you’re so fuckin’ wet” if only he knew.

you were absolutely soaked, ready for him. he towered over you in height, he was so tall compared to you. he leaned down, getting right in your face “bend over that table now” he pointed towards the dining room table, knowing that’s the only spot you could actually bend over. you nodded “yes sir..” you shyly walked towards the rectangular table, bending over.

the bottom of the dress lifted, showing your panties—your dripping wet panties. matt came up behind you, pressing his erection against your ass, when did he take his dick out?

he lifted your dress more, pulling your panties to the side “fuckin’ knew it..” he ran his fingers through your slick, using it to lubricate his cock. neither of you needed foreplay at this point, you just needed eachother. he thrusted his thick, veiny, cock into your tight cunt, letting out a groan as you squeezed him.

it was a stretch for you considering he usually fingers you first, but didn’t this time. he immediately started fucking you, not giving any time to adjust. he took a hand full of your hair, tugging. your moans echoed through the kitchen “yeaahh- you love this big cock, don’t ya?” the sting of your hair being pulled made you even wetter.

“y.. yes sir!” you reached behind yourself to grab him, but your hands kept slipping “m- m- matty!” he sped up his movements “god, you really do like being fucked like a whore, that’s why you cum so fast” he chuckled.

he started loosing his grip on your locks, using both hands to pull instead of one. “ugh- mmph-“ he repeatedly kissed your cervix “cum. fucking cum. wanna feel you clenchin’ around my dick”

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a/n - no taglist since i am on vacation!

KINKTOBER !! DAY TWENTY FOUR , domination

dilf!matthew sturniolo x subby!reader

“turn over” you were so worn out and exhausted, you’ve already have three orgasms, plus edging. you rolled onto your back, making eye contact with him. “look at that pretty face” you had mascara stained cheeks, your eyes barely staying open, you thought your mouth was permanently open.

he spit into your mouth, demanding you swallow. you complied, swallowing the warm saliva. you whined and protested as he spread open your legs, and he didn’t want to hear it “no.. c- can’t matty” you believed that you couldn’t take one more orgasm, but matt didn’t, he knew you could take more.

“jus’ be quiet baby.. you can take one more, right?” he prodded his digits at your entrance before re entering his fingers into your hole. “mmm! noo!” he wasn’t stopping until you had atleast one more orgasm. “c- can’t-“ you got cut off with a cry as his fingers picked up the pace, ramming into your swollen pussy.

you weren’t even sure if you wanted to cum again, all you knew was that when your done, you want to cuddle with your matty. “i know you can have another one princess..” his voice was deep and stern, the attractiveness of it making your pleasure increase.

you were so caught up in the sensation of him fingering you that you didn’t even realize what he was doing; he was forcing an orgasm out of you.

he loves forcing them onto you—when you have already had so many but he is determined to give you more. he held your thigh to try and keep you still as you squirmed.

you couldn’t make many noises anymore, but when you did, it was only high pitched moans and cries. “feel y’ clenchin’ sweetie” you were so out of your mind that you didn’t know yourself that you were close.

you let out one last cry as you gushed around his fingers, your cum seeping out of your fluttering hole. “yeahh- knew you could do it.. my sweet, sweet, girl”

© luvs4matt

its giving MAJOR fratboy!chris vibes and im on all fours for it

"no, no please.." the sound of your pathetic whines were music to matt's ears, his eyes trained on where your pussy was eagerly sucking his fingers back in. a low hum emits from his chest and his hips rut into the mattress once or twice.

he'd been so mean, ripping your orgasm away time and time again when you're just about there. his fingers curl to hit that spongy spot deep inside that makes you choke on your moans and your hips jerk up. and all the bastard was doing was laughing, like this was some puppet show.

"wanna cum, matt.. i'll do anythin'—" the way you sounded so desperate for him had matt biting his lip and speeding up his fingers.

you thought he'd let you cum, finally. it's been who knows how long, your thighs shaking and pussy all sensitive and sore from the constant abuse.

"really, you'd do anything?" his head tilts, condescension lacing his tone as he stared at you with what you thought was sympathy. teary eyes blinked at him, your head then falling back onto the pillow with a whine and a weak nod. a pathetic 'uh huh' sounds from your lips, as he feels your cunt flutter around his fingers.

"i know you will, baby," and then he's slowing his pace down until his hand's stopped moving completely, ignoring the way you cried out in frustration.

his dick was painfully hard, the urge to just shove it inside was becoming increasingly overwhelming.

but it was just so fun to watch you struggle and cry. why not a few more times?

—

©eph3merall 2024

KINKTOBER !! DAY TWENTY ONE , in public

matthew sturniolo x dom!reader

matt cried as you had your hand wrapped around his cock “i.. i said m- m’sorry mama!” you didn’t want to drag him away from his friends, but you had to “you’re a bad fucking boy” anger was the only thing he could see in your eyes.

he was trying to act dominant in the relationship just because he wanted his friends to think he was cool and that he wasn’t a subby little boy. “why would you say that shit? huh?” supposedly, he was telling them that he was dominant in the bedroom also. telling them that you would beg for his cock, and that you would cum multiple times just from him fucking you. he even told them that you went dumb on his cock when he degrades you.

they thought it was truthful, but both, you and matt, knew it wasn’t, it was the complete opposite. “d- didn’t wan’ them to m.. make fun of me” he had a pout on his face as he bucked his hips. “m- more mama!” you cocked a brow at him “y’know what.. fine, i’ll give you more” you stuck your two fingers into his ass, stretching him out.

“but since i’m giving you more after you’ve been a brat, i get to tell them about how you call me mama.. not in a dominant way either, you’re just so submissive that you have to call me mama”

a tear ran down his face, his pout growing deeper “no! no! no! p- please.. please d- don’t!” you chuckled “maybe i’ll even tell them how small of a dick you have” he squirmed, his tears growing thicker. “they’re going to give you so much shit for it”

he moaned loudly “quiet down matthew.. wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, right? we’re still at the store” he nodded, hoping that if he was a good boy, you wouldn’t tell them.

you noticed he was close. as soon as he was falling over the edge, you let go of his cock, removing your fingers from his hole, ruining his orgasm. only a drop of cum came out. “nooo! wan’ cumm!”

“oh get over it. maybe if you were good then i wouldn’t have had to do that.” he didn’t try to argue, he just got re dressed.

you guys walked out of the bathroom, and walked down a random isle before finding his friends “where did you two go?” the one in the back spoke up “we just went looking at sheets and pillows, that kinda stuff. right matt?” he went a little wide eyed, thinking that you were going to tell them for a moment “uh- yeah. sheets..”

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