SURPRISE SURPRISE
⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ MDNI, swearing, oral, anal play, smut⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
“You know, as I think about it, Chris has been making a lot of whipped cream jokes lately,” you laugh, holding the cold whipped cream can in your hands.
“He has?” Matt scoffs, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. “He is such an idiot.”
“I honestly didn’t even think twice about it...I mean, it’s Chris” you shrug, taking the cap off the whipped cream can and squirting some into your mouth.
“May I?” Matt smirks, taking the can gently from your hand. “Open wide,” he murmurs, darting his tongue out to wet his lips, and you oblige. He puts a finger under your chin, tilting your head back. “Just like that baby, you always listen so well, hmm? Know how to take a lot in that pretty little mouth of yours?” he groans, chewing on the bottom of his lip. You swallow the whipped cream, and your cheeks flush pink from your previous happy tears and now from Matt’s dirty words. Matt wipes some off your mouth's corners with his thumb.
He traces his tongue across the front of his teeth and swallows hard, his eyes trained on your lips. “I-I wanted to uh go to dinner..we actually have reservations in thirty minutes, but I don’t know if I can wait.” Matt clears his throat. Matt scoots back on the bed, kicking his shoes off as he does. His back meets the headboard, and he pats his lap. “Come,” he whispers. You’re kicking your heels off and crawling towards him, his hooded eyes never leaving yours.
You straddle his lap, your dress bunching towards your hips, your arms around his neck. Matts's hands immediately go to your ass, and he squeezes hard, separating your cheeks. “Fucking love you, you know?” he attaches his lips to your neck, sucking the skin. “Never fucking needed someone so bad in my life, sweetheart” he brings his mouth to your jawline, peppering kisses along it as he holds your hips down into place, grinding into you.
“Turn around, f’me. Can you do that for me, pretty?” he pulls back, smirking when he sees your already dazed look. Matt loves how you look when turned on, how you act. It’s almost as if you’re under a spell. Your mouth agapes, soft whines and pleas spill from your lips, your cheeks pink, and you're so soft, so..pliable.
“I can do that,” you nod dumbly, backing up, turning around so your hands are on either side of Matt’s legs, your ass in his face. He spanks your ass hard, making you jolt forward a little; you feel his cold silver rings caressing the spot he just assaulted.
Matt pushes your dress up so it's completely bunched around your hips, pulling your thong down to your mid-thighs. You whimper at the cool air hitting your already soaking pussy. The bed shifts as Matt reaches for the whipped cream; you can hear the cap come off before feeling the sugary dessert squirt onto your pussy.
“So pretty baby..stay still,” Matt whispers, picking up his phone and opening his camera, and snapping a picture of you bent over with whipped cream on your wet folds. “Can’t wait to jerk off to that later,” he chuckles, putting his phone down. You cock your head back to look behind your shoulder at him.
“Hey,” you whine. “I’m in a very vulnerable position right now. No pictures, Matthew,” you giggle.
“Mhm, and you look perfect,” he murmurs and licks a long stripe up from your pussy to your rim, making you shudder. Your head hangs low as Matt eats your cunt, greedily. Your hips have a mind of their own as you start to grind into Matt’s face. “Yeah baby, use me. Want you to come like this, okay?” he mumbles against your slickness. “Taste so good, always so sweet for me, always..fuck” he moans, bringing his hands up from your thighs to cup your ass, spreading you wide opening and making you gasp. “Such a nice little ass on ya, hmm?” Matt pulls back, spitting on your rim, circling his finger around the tight little hole before slowly sinking the digit in.
“Want every part of you,” he whispers, sloppily kissing your ass cheek, bringing his other hand around to rub circles around your clit, adding another finger to your rim. You’re a shaking mewling mess, fucking your ass against his fingers.
“Oh fuck, I'm gonna come, Matt,” you gasp, feeling your legs tremble, your mind starting to get fuzzy.
“Come on baby, give it to me, let me feel it” he softly bites the soft skin of your ass cheek, making the knot in your stomach snap. Your vision blurs as you come on Matt’s fingers, both of your holes pulsing around his fingers. You know he is talking you through it, but you can't hear him. You slump your head down, hitting the mattress in between his legs. Matt rubs your lower back, waiting for you to return to earth.
“Back with me, sweetheart?” he coos.
“Mmm yeah,” you mumbled in response, turning your head back to look at him with a sleepy smile. “That was so good.”
“Yeah?” Matt grins. “Came so hard for me I almost busted in my pants,” he chuckles, his cheeks tinging pink. You laugh hard, plopping yourself down beside him. “Can I fuck you, baby? Or is my girl too tired?” he asks, his voice soft, rubbing your thigh tenderly.
“Imagine you plan out a huge anniversary surprise for me, and I won’t let you fuck me,” you grin.
“Hey, you don’t owe me that; I did it because I love you, not just because I want to fuck you,” he winks. He reaches over to you, pushing your dress off, and you help him slip it off, unhooking your bra. You lay back down, hair fanning from your head, completely fucked out already. Matts's hands caressing your sides, trailing along your thighs. “So pretty,” he whispers.
“How do you want me, sweet boy?” you purr.
“Just like that,” he says, getting to his knees and undressing himself quickly. “Wanna see your pretty face as I fuck you” he grips your thighs pulling you closer to him, his thick hard, leaking cock bobbing. He shudders as he brushes his head in between your wet folds. “I’m not lasting long, just so you know.” he lets out an embarrassed giggle. He sinks into you slowly, sucking in a breath, eyes closed, bottom lip in between his teeth. “Jesus, baby,” he shudders. You wrap your legs around him, feeling him fill you up.
He rocks his hips against yours slowly, his mouth hanging open as he looks down at you beneath him. Your moans fill the room as you beg him to fuck you harder; you want to feel everything; you want him in your stomach. You can feel Matt getting closer, the way his hips stutter, the face he always makes before he comes. He brings his forehead down to yours, his eyes burning yours, his hips relentless. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” he moans as he pumps you full of his cum.
You rub his back as he regains control of his breathing, his face nuzzled into your neck.
“I love you too, Matt,” you murmur. Matt picks his head up and gives you a goofy smile.
“We hardly used that whipped cream,” he snorts.
“Matt, we have all weekend to use it.” You raise your eyebrows and smirk.
“Mmm, you’re right. Sorry, I’m eepy,” he mumbles before collapsing onto you again. You bring your hand up to the back of Matt's head, scratching his scalp softly as he falls asleep.
"Happy one year baby" you mumble against his temple.
authors note: if you are thinking about using whipped cream in your personal sex life be extremely careful and do your research! can mess up you pH!
