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musclesandhammering · 5 months
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“But Wanda’s a nexus being. She was destined to sit on the throne of the multiverse. 😏 If she’d taken America’s powers she could’ve ruled everything 🙄”
Meanwhile, Loki IS sitting on the throne of the multiverse, and he didn’t need to steal anybody else’s powers to do it. 🤷‍♀️
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wandasverison · 1 month
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Wanda x Nat x Reader - Where y/n recently got cheated on and gets drunk at their favorite bar.
A/N: A VERY shitty drabble I did while also drunk! y/n who
“Are you shooting whiskey?”
“Are you watching me?” The remark comes off harsher than you’d have liked. Under normal circumstances you’re significantly less bitter, insolent, and a little less drunk.
“Sorry to offend, it’s hardcore…honestly” the redhead takes a seat next to you. As she sits down you realize just how drunk you are because at first glance, you missed how entirely captivating she is. Her eyes seem to physically pierce through you, the leather jacket she bears, perfectly hugs her waist, and… fuck… you’ve been staring haven’t you.
“I’m Nat, glad you think I’m attractive,” her hand extends to shake yours.
Caution is what brought you here and heartbreak is why you’re way too many shots in.
So you allow her hand to still in the air and as much as it pains you, “you’re not attractive. I’m just drunk.” It’s the meanest thing you’ve said to someone. You know you’re just taking your anger out on this exceedingly enchanting person, but you’ve never released this type of energy before.
“You may not be entirely sober, but I can tell when someone is lying and that first part-” she leans in to whisper in your ear, “was a lie.”
The warm breath on your ear sends shivers down your spine but you keep composure and take your shot once she moves back to her normal position, “since you rudely interrupted that.” You’ve previously been chasing with a sprite, but this time you bear a calm face, attempting to show your dominance. “What do you want from me, nat?” still confused (but not entirely upset) by her presence.
“You’re a feisty one, Wanda will love that-”
“Who?”
“Jesus, Nat! I thought I told you not to just approach anyone without me!?” a flustered woman takes the seat to your left and it makes you question why you picked a spot so available, “but gosh are you cute!” her discomposure fades as she stares at you endearingly.
“And who are you?” you try your best to act upset, but this girl is just as ethereal as her friend.
“I’m Wanda, but no need for bios and summaries honey, would you like to go home with us tonight?”
The shock hits first, but soon arousal follows. Unfortunately this time it’s impossible to hide the chills shooting down your spine and your body fails you with a shudder.
No one, not even your ex was this forward with you. You can’t tell if it’s the liquor or your recent breakup that’s causing your body to act so involuntary, but it feels as if you’re fighting against yourself. Angry and growing frustrated with your actions exposing your subconscious, you turn your spite toward the newer woman, “you think I just came here to get picked up by random girls? I’ll have you ladies know this is one of my favorite bars in the area, I’m here because-”
Nat cuts you off, “I think you’re here because you’re upset about something, you’ve been wronged, you’re not mean, you’re certainly not convincing as an asshole, and you’re definitely not domina-”
“What Nat is trying to say is… we want to help you.” Wanda drapes her arm around your shoulder, tugging you in close so you can hear her murmur, “you seem quite tense… why not let us relieve you, sweetheart?”
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marvelnatswhore · 11 months
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Beach day
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GP! Wanda X fem!reader~smut 
-step mommy wanda au but nothing that really implies it
Sum: Wanda takes you to the beach for a day, she has things other than swimming planned
Warnings: Mommy kink, G!P -Wanda has a penis) sub reader-dom Wanda, public sex, a little exhibitionism, embarrassment, praise
WC: 1.9k
A/N: i’ve never written g!p before
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The whole weekend Wanda had been overly touchy with you. You hardly started to notice when she’d wrap her arms around you to grope your breasts while you washed the dishes or when she’d sink her hand into your panties as you sat in her lap watching a film. 
You could only moan and give into her, letting you bend you over and kiss you until she had you begging her for more. She was insatiable and even if you wouldn’t admit it, you loved all the attention she gave you.
You weren’t surprised when Wanda offered to take you to the beach for the day. She packed a basket for your lunch and even took you shopping beforehand to pick out a new bikini.
You were glad that she chose a secluded part of the beach to set up at. Only a few families surrounded you both and it wasn't long before you were laying out your fluffy towels and setting up a lounger under a provided shade tent. 
Wanda let you sneak a muffin from the basket she packed you before sitting you in her lap to apply your sunblock, being careful to rub it as close as she could to the thin rose bikini, decorating your body.
You found a patch of sunlight to stand in, digging your toes under the warm sand and soaking up the heat.
The sound of kids yelling and chasing each other in the distance made you smile, it was bright and you had to squint to see the water, a clear blue under the bright sun you could just hear the sound of waves lapping quietly along the pale sand. 
You hummed in surprise as Wanda came up behind you, whispering something about the view as her arm wrapped around your waist and settled on the skin. 
Her fingers reached down to the seam of your bikini bottoms, stroking lower along the tight pink material before you quickly took her hand, moving it back to your middle and looking around to make sure no one saw. 
“Does that embarrass you, sweetheart?” Wanda whispered in a teasing tone. Her hand slid back up your torso and this time you didn’t stop her as she softly cupped your breast nestled in that same pink coloured bikini. 
Your nipples hardened under her thumb as she moved her touch to your other breast giving it the same soft treatment.
“Wanda people can see.” You breathe in a warning tone, feeling yourself growing red and not from the sun.
“I know, princess.” She muttered, leaning into you and kissing the supple skin on your neck. 
“But they’re not looking yet, are they?” 
You tried to ignore the heat that spread through you as she said that, feeling her lips grazing along your neck and her hands on your breasts.
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“I’m gonna make you some lunch alright, darling?’ She pulled away from you and you could almost frown at the loss of contact. 
“You should go swim for a bit, honey. You’re looking hot.” 
She left a quick kiss on your cheek, reaching for her phone to check a recent message. 
“Aren’t you swimming too?” You said with a pout nearly forming itself on the corners of your mouth. 
“Later baby, I’m gonna soak up some sun first.” She smiled at you, “I’ll watch you from here, alright?”
You nodded, feeling suddenly eager to meet the sea.
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It wasn’t long before you made your way to the tide, shivering as a small wave washed over your feet. You looked back and you could see Wanda in her yellow bikini, laying back in the sun chair. 
You clenched your teeth, sucking a sharp breath in as you stepped further into the water, squeezing your firsts and you made it up to your hips. You really expected it to be warmer. 
Your feet dug into the cool sand under the sea and eventually you gave into the cold, diving under a passing wave.
You swam in the water for a while, not thinking anything in particular, just enjoying the freeing feeling.
The time passed by without you noticing and finally, when you started to get cold and admittedly lonely, you made your way back up the beach, stopping at the public showers first to clean the salt off your body and hair, the high water pressure almost scaring you as it shot out.
You returned to Wanda and she quickly wrapped a towel around your shoulders, letting you dry off as she put a sandwich on a plate for you and offered you some water. 
“Cold, baby?” Wanda said, laying back in her sun chair once you’d eaten and had a drink.
“A little.” You said, shrugging as you noticed the breeze that was now in the air. “Come here.” Wanda cooed, patting her lap for you to sit there. 
You did as she offered, nessling yourself on her thighs and laying back against her chest.
Her arms wrapped around your front, pulling a spare, clean towel over you as a makeshift blanket, muttering something about what to do when you went home later.
“Want me to make those brownies again?” She whispers, smoothing back your hair with her hand. 
You looked up at her, shifting your weight to sit on your side as Wanda's hand settles on the nape of your neck and she mutters something quietly before leaning in and kissing you.  
You whine in surprise and she smiles at your lack of resistance as her tongue parts your lips, lapping softly against yours. Her hand found your hair, combing through it and guiding you closer to her.
It’s softer than she’s kissed you all weekend and you could tell by the way she touches you she’s been wanting you all day.
The deeper she kisses you the harder it is to stop yourself from wanting to go further.
You try to ignore it when you feel a bulge between your legs and quickly you realise what it is. 
“Wanda..” You breathe, pulling away from her lips. She kisses your cheek, offering light pecks down to your collarbone.
The urge to rub yourself on her erection is almost too much to ignore
"Honey, we're in public, remember."  Wanda says calmly and you nod, almost forgetting the people surrounding you both. 
You do your best to stop yourself even though the heat between your legs is becoming difficult to ignore and you’re all too aware of the people around you, likely already staring as Wanda kisses your neck again. 
Her hand trails to cup your breast, and before you can say anything she pulls away the thin fabric and lets your boob fall free. You want to stop her and cover yourself but you can’t deny that it makes you feel a certain way to be so exposed. 
She takes your breast with her hand and starts massaging the flesh, squeezing your nipple between her fingers as you groan softly. 
Wanda frees your other breast and takes it, groping it gently too, she doesn’t take her eyes off you for a moment, wanting you to know exactly what she’s doing to you.
You try to ignore the fact that Wanda has you flashing an entire beach and is groping you without a care for who sees, but at the same time you don’t want her to stop.
“You like this, don't you, sweetheart?” She says as if reading your mind.
“I know you do, you just want mommy to play with you all day.”
She pulls your bikini loosely back over your chest and her hand moves down to the hem of your swimsuit, toying with the straps. 
Your gaze finds her hand between your legs, and you suddenly want more, Wanda’s bulge is even bigger, pressing into the fabric on your bikini as your mouth slips open and you watch her rub it softly.
"Baby." Wanda whispers, sliding her hand back over your bikini bottoms, finding the wet patch that resided in the middle. 
She pulled the fabric to the side, ghosting a finger along your folds, the feeling was enough to make you moan and your hips began grinding against her for more.
“Want it, baby?” Wanda hums, and you groan at the warmth on your neck. 
“Well? Use your words sweetheart.” 
You nod hardly thinking, “please mommy, fuck me.” 
She smiles, “good girl.”
She pulls away her hand from your heat, slipping her bottom bikini down her hips, letting her hardened cock free.
You whimper feeling it rub your entrance, a breath is caught in the back of your throat and you instantly want more, grinding yourself along her wet tip and pressing yourself onto her. 
“Baby-” Wanda moans, and her hands find your hips gripping you softly and guiding you down onto the length.
You whine, sinking it deeper as you quickly accommodate her size, she lifts you back up and down again to take her full length as you groan. Feeling her thrust into you at an agonisingly slow pace, you’re desperate for more and the sound of your wet slick against her skin wasn’t making it easier to remain calm.
"Like this baby?” Wanda mutters in your ear, “all these people could see your mommy fucking you." 
You can only find it in yourself to nod your head as she taunts you, glancing around at the few people thankfully not close enough to know what she’s doing to you, immersed in their own conversations and watching their children playing in the water.
“Mommy you feel so good.” You moaned, your desperation pushing you into that soft headspace Wanda had been putting you in all weekend.  
She immersed herself in the feeling, knowing people could be staring only turned her on more. You could feel her girth pulsing in you as she brought you down again taking her whole length.
You looked so pretty, sitting between her thighs with that needing look on your face, humping your hips against her cock and sucking your lip as she thrust into you again. 
It didn’t take long before you felt that urge threatening to overcome you. 
"Mommy i'm gonna come-" You whimper, humping yourself quicker on her cock as she finds an angle that hits the right spot.
"Fuck-me too." Wanda groans pushing her length deeper as she feels your walls squeeze around her.
Your head falls back and you gasp, moaning helplessly as you come and suddenly Wanda does the same, groaning as you feel her warm cum filling you.
"Mommy-" You mutter softly and Wanda hums in response. You could feel her dick twitching inside you as she finished.
Her hand offered strokes along your cheek and her lips pressed on your neck as she kissed the skin, you only now thought of the marks she must have left.
"That’s it sweet girl." She said brushing your hair back, "such a good girl."
You moan softly as Wanda pulls out and you feel her warm cum drip down your thighs and onto the chair below, you glance down at the mess between your legs, your cute pink bikini smeared in cum and Wanda's erect cock between your thighs.
you almost wish she would do it again.
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Murph’s absolutely disgusted face at all of Wanda Childa’s antics gets me every time
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starliteonearth · 4 months
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Controversial opinion but Captain Carter's presence should not have extended past season 1 of What If. While I have enjoyed this version of Peggy, not only does the series not need a main recurring character, it shouldn't be going back to the SAME version of the character again and again. The fun of What If is getting something, or someone, new each episode and the 3 episodes that Captain Carter was the focus of this season could've easily been used to spotlight some other female superheroes.
For example, it should been Captain Marvel who Wanda summoned in 1602 instead. That would've been a really nice moment for her, especially since outside of her movies, all she gets are cameos. Wanda herself could've teamed up with Kahhori in the finale to fight Supreme Strange for a twisted reversal of Multiverse of Madness. The Hydra Stomper episode could've been about Shuri, She-Hulk, Kamala, Yelena, anybody else really. The point is just something different.
Anyways, I'm hoping that they put this version of the character to rest and move on in season 3 because there are plenty of other characters that deserve the screentime.
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buckysbarnes · 11 months
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WANDA MAXIMOFF APPRECIATION WEEK
↳ day #7: free choice: ✨scarlet playlist✨ ( insp )
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bi-ss · 5 months
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~ Ties that bind ~
Bucky x reader- arranged marriage.
Warnings - non, I don't think..
(This is a little bit of part 1, so I made write more I may not, we'll see. I'm also going to give the reader and her parents a positive relationship. idk I think it suits the best
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You always knew you were to be married off. Your mother was always transparent with you about that. She always told you that you may not like the man or woman, but love was always hard to find anyway. So one day, when you were 16, you typed up an agreement and gave it to your father about if you were married off, what you wanted, you do have your mother's stubbornness after all.
*knock knock*
"Come in," hearing your father grumble, you push the dark wooden doors which you are a lot heavier than your dad and his men made it seem. You stand in the doorway for a second before your dad gets up from behind his desk. He slowly walked round, motioning for you to come in and close the door. He pulled a comfy seat out a bit before sitting on his desk. You sat out looking up at him, handing him the typed papers in your hands. He looked at the title and gave it back to you.
"Read it to me, Ladybug." You smiled at the nickname he used and has used since you were a baby. "I see your mother as prepared you for this, and I see you listened for once," he joked, knowing you never liked working or school for that matter.
"I don't want to be a housewife, can't think of anything worse," you scoffed at your remark while your dad just laughed, still smiling down at you. "But I would prefer if you read it then get back to me as I told mother I'd help her cook.. it's burrito night!" He slowly nodded at you. Reading aloud wasn't something you liked doing. Taking the papers stapled together, you got up and started walking towards the doors, dreading the embarrassment of trying to open them again, but you didn't have to. Your dad was right behind you, holding it for you like you didn't just use all the strength to pry it just a little.
That's how you life's always been, your mother, a housewife. Your mother was the most beautiful and mature woman to probably ever exist, her long vibrant curly ginger hair, her pale soft skin loaded with freckle, her forest green eyes complemented everything about her even those rosy cheeks and lips. She adored your father as much or even more as he adored her. They do say opposites attract, fitting for your parents as your father, the breadwinner. Your father was a handsome and smart man, with dark chocolate hair which your mother loved putting into pigtails, his skin is covered with tattoos front to back, up and down, his toned and tan skin barely visible, his one good eye a smokie light grey colour, is other eye was sew shut while being littered with scars. Your dad has become more careful and gentle when your mother is pregnant. It wasn't hard to see that his men liked this change to, according to your mother. An example is when the twins joined, Wanda and Pietro maximoff joined, and they were put through uni with help from the family in case they wanted an out, making sure they had a choice. They stayed by the family's side.
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Now, 6 years later, you're sitting in your fathers office it hasn't changed a bit, you can't say the same about them, he was sitting on the worn-out leather chair with your mother behind him, their hair turning grey and with smile line proudly on display. You sitting at the side of the desk, not next to your dad and not next to Mrs and Mr Barnes, with their irritated son, James Barnes. The meeting was already off to a bad start when his girlfriend Sharon demanding to attend, but met with your dad saying he didn't have business with her and if that's know they did things, he'll call it off. You listened in on the conversation when your dad wasn't there, and to sum it up, Mr Barnes threatened, saying he'll disown his son and give it all to Rebecca. She's now at the bottom of the stairs being watched secretly by maids, workers, and guards. The elderly guest were very shocked at the fact they didn't even know you were there when they were giving the to toddler a reality check, which made both your parents proud and all 4 laugh about it. Before the definition of cantankerous, egocentric, and many more adjectives, you couldn't ever walk in.
. . . . .To be continued. . . .
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lilisouless · 1 year
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SAB writers:
"How do we get a Helnik kiss without changing the book canon?"
"He was dreaming with her again"
"Brilliant! but know do we get a Kanej kiss without changing book canon (and having the fans strangle us for it)"
"Hallucinations"
"Of course! and how do we get a Wesper kiss without changing book canon?"
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natsarrownecklacx · 1 year
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Faulty Technology.
*Wanda n Y/n making out in the common room.*
Vision- “It is not natural for girls to do… that…” *Gestures to Wanda n Y/n.* “…with each other. Girls are meant to like boys.”
Y/n- “Vision, you are a synthezoid, your body was originally intended to house a homicidal tin can who wanted to commit world wide genocide. Your consciousness comes from an AI, made from a brilliant but narcissistic genius. I see only one of those traits in you and it is not the good one.”
Vision- *Looking several unimpressed.*
Wanda- “You have an infinity stone imbedded into you head. That alone should give you immense intelligence, plus you do have all of J.A.R.V.I.S’s memories and therefore his knowledge. However, keeping all this in mind, your all but a glorified hybrid toaster-Alexa. Nothing about you is natural.”
Y/n- “Do you really want to play this game with us?”
Wanda- *Smirking.* “We can keep going if you like.”
Vision- *Getting up to leave.* “I wish to leave now and forget this interaction.”
Wanda n Y/n- *Already leaning in to finish their making out session.* “Fine by us.”
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vulpeculaque · 10 months
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hey watch this *un-furries the minks*
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wandasverison · 1 month
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Wanda this… Scarlet Witch that... why is nobody showing love to MOMMY MONTGOMERY???
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616witch · 1 year
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the stories i could tell you. what i have suffered, what i have endured, what i have survived.
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cieric-of-chaos · 2 months
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the worse thing that ever happened during the multiverse of madness era is Wanda being headcanon as a sw*ftie, like god...free Wanda Maximoff from that woman's song..like...Wanda Maximoff is the type of person that would HATE T*ylor swift
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reminiscingtonight · 4 months
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Plagarism update:
The account who stole my work deleted their oneshot collection.
Their justification for deleting it was due to receiving death threats -- which let's be clear, I will never support anyone sending things like that.
So yes. Technically the problem has been dealt with. But I think it's important to note that this account has also said they've "saved all of their works" and may return under a different username at a later date to repost them.
So no. In my opinion nothing has been dealt with. No accountability by this person or AO3 in any way shape or form. And the threat of reposting their stolen fics is still a threat of plagiarism.
At this point I still haven't decided if I will be un-privating my marvel fics yet, and it is hugely in part due to that statement given by this person. Please keep an eye out if they ever do return.
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musclesandhammering · 5 months
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Insane take I just saw:
“Seems like Loki represents order while Wanda represents chaos.”
See.. this is what annoys me about Wanda’s magic being called chaos magic. Loki is the god of chaos. Not even in the comics, I’m talking the real actual Loki from Norse mythology. And when it comes to the mcu, chaos is his whole thing. That was like the entire theme of the series. They even created a parallel by outright saying that Ravonna (and HWR) is order & Sylvie (and Loki) is chaos.
In addition to that, the whole idea of him becoming god of stories was about him defying the rigid order that He Who Remains had been enforcing for eons. Him destroying the loom and restructuring the multiverse into a tree was specifically so that chaos could exist and everyone would have free will. That’s the whole point of the God of Stories. That’s the whole point of the God of Mischief. That’s the whole point of the Norse deity Loki. He is the embodiment of chaos.
Like, I understand that Wanda is also heavily aligned with that concept in the mcu & the comics, but atp people are ignoring and misunderstanding the Loki series/Loki’s character in general on purpose just so their fav doesn’t have to share anything.
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carnagewidow · 11 months
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De-Stress ☆ Wanda Maximoff x Reader
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Summary : Wanda needs to de-stress after work.
Pairing : Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader
Warnings : smut, a little dub-con, soft-ish wanda, strap on sex, fingering, cupping, degradation | 18+ Minors DNI!
note : this is my first ever smut, like first ever!! And this is my first time uploading a fic xhajfjjsicnaixn this sucks but i hope u enjoy :')
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It was a cozy afternoon and you were chilling on the couch, tired after finishing all those housework. You’ve cleaned the house, you did laundry, cooked dinner, and the whole job is done. Right now, you were waiting for your wife, Wanda, to come home from work.
As the front door opened, you jumped up in excitement, your heart full of love and affection. The sight of Wanda warms your heart, she looked so beautiful in that disheveled blouse. You immediately hugged her.
“Hey, Wands. Welcome home.” you spoke, wrapping your arms tighter around her body. Wanda chuckled and pulled away from the hug, licking her bottom lip. “Bend over the couch, darling. I want to use you. Can’t you see how stressed I look, love? I need your body to de-stress.” she spoke, a mischievous grin on her face. You gulped, shocked to hear her words. You wanted to obey, but your body was just frozen in place.
Wanda tilted her head in curiosity, “what is it, (y/n)? You wanna stand there and wait until I force you?” You shook your head, immediately running towards the couch before you bent over it. You could hear Wanda’s teasing giggle from afar as she slowly walked towards you. “What an obedient girl, hm? Bending over the couch for me? Do you know what I’m going to do with you, (y/n)?” she spoke, and you shook your head.
In a split second, Wanda grabbed the hem of your dress and lifts it over your waist, revealing your thighs, your legs, and your slick pussy, throbbing to be used. It had only been a day since Wanda fucked you mercilessly on this same couch, which happened last night, but your pussy was already aching for more. Wanda giggled at the sight, and you could only lower your head down in embarrassment as the older woman inspects you thoroughly. Her hand slowly made its way towards your pulsing cunt, and you moaned in response.
“Already so wet for me, darling? I barely touched you, you know? You’re such a whore for me”, she spoke in a teasing tone as she roughly shoved two digits inside you. You let out a groan, one with a mixture of pain and pleasure. “Please…”, you finally muttered as your knees grew weaker and weaker. You felt dizzy and hazy, the sound of Wanda’s playful giggles filling your brain. You subconsciously rolled your hips, letting out a moan, wanting more friction from Wanda’s fingers. At that, Wanda laughed. “Such a needy slut for me…” she then pulled her fingers out and flipped you over. You were laying on your back now, and you were already breathing heavily. Your eyes met Wanda’s as she unbuckled her belt, pulling down her denim jeans to reveal the big, red strap-on. Your eyes widened, you’ve never taken anything that big before.
“Wands… I can’t” you muttered, trying to back away from Wanda, but she grabbed you by the thighs, keeping you in place, “This is not about you, baby. Its about me. I want to use you, so… unless you want me to punish you, you better lay there and take it like the good little wife you are.” You could only gulp, fearing for your life, but at the same time wanting to please your tired and stressed out wife.
You closed your eyes as Wanda lined the big silicone toy against your hot sex, before roughly thrusting into you with a groan. Wanda admired you for a little while, admiring the sight of your pussy, all spread out from the toy. You let out tiny whines, biting your lip as you moaned. Seeing you like that turned Wanda on even more.
“You ready, baby?” she spoke with a grin. After receiving your weak nods, Wanda chuckled and started to pound into you. she groaned, enjoying the sight of you beneath her, your pussy basically swallowing every inch of her silicone cock. “Fuck, (y/n), look at you” Wanda spoke as she kept pounding into you, her movements getting faster every second. You were moaning, your hands gripping the couch, your face were stained with tears from how rough Wanda was being, but it felt good.
Eventually, you felt like you couldn’t keep up with Wanda’s pace. “Wands… I can’t anymore, please…” you spat between quiet, low moans – but Wanda just smiled and kept going. “Yes you can, baby. It’ll stop hurting eventually. Here, since you’re so desperate…” her hands travelled up your body, cupping your clothed breasts and causing you to moan. Wanda cussed, “fuck, I should’ve taken this dress off of you beforehand.” She kept going, and you felt dizzy. You felt everything, her dildo roughly slamming inside your pussy, her hands cupping and playing with your breasts, her fingers pinching and twirling your erect nipples – god, you couldn’t take it anymore. You were close.
Wanda noticed your expression, and she lowered her head, her lips now kissing your inner thighs. You let out a loud moan, feeling overwhelmed from all the sensations. “W-Wanda!” you yelled out as Wanda kept pounding. She pulled her lips away from your thighs, her eyes now looking right at yours.
“You wanna come, baby? You wanna come all over my cock?” she spat, her hands now travelling down your body, down your thighs. You nodded desperately, “please, wands! Please!”. Wanda’s left hand cupped your chest again, as her right thumb starts to circle your clit, her other fingers exploring you, her silicone cock still pounding your pussy. At the feeling, you let another loud moan. Wanda pinched your clit, finally speaking, “come with me, (y/n)”. The both of you then came together, and you came all over her cock. Loud, pornographic moans filled the room as the both of you reached the peak of bliss. You panted loudly, whimpering at the feeling of Wanda’s fake cock still being inside you.
“Are you okay, love?” Wanda spoke as she pulled her toy out of you. You let out a sigh of relief before Wanda’s hand slapped your wet pussy, causing you to bite your lip to muffle out a moan from how sensitive you were. “Hey!” you pouted at Wanda, who was giggling giddily. She pulled your skirt back down before lying down next to you on the couch, wrapping her arms protectively around you. You smiled softly at the comfort, snuggling closer to Wanda. She sighed contentedly before whispering in your ear, her hot breath on your neck, as her hand cups your breast,
“The next time we do this, I want you out of the dress.”
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