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Her Valentine
Stepsister!Wanda x Male Reader
For @lifespectator and @aloneodi
Valentines Day Special
“Are you crazy?” Your stepsister Wanda asked you but it was playful and with a slight giggle. She grabs the pillow on your couch and playfully smacks you with it.
“I don’t see the big deal,” you say with a smirk. “Mom and Dad want us to bring dates for Valentine’s Day dinner and I want to bring you”
“Detka” she moans and groans, “you really want them to know about us?”
“I have had the most amazing time of my life with you,” you caress your thumb across her cheek. “And I want the whole world to know about you and me”
Wanda giggles and collapses against your chest. “You’re serious?”
You kiss her forehead, “Wanda you’re my friend, my love, my very soul. I’m ready when you are”
“Okay” she smiles at you, “I’m ready to tell them”
It’s now Valentines Day. You picked Wanda up from her college dorm. She stands before you, dressed in a simple red blouse and cardigan.
“Wow” you whisper, “you look amazing”
Wanda blushes and eyes you up and down, “I could say the same about you, detka”
You lead her out to your car, pausing to open the door for her too. The drive to your childhood home was one full of anticipation and a little bit of dread.
“What if my papa is not happy with this?” Wanda asks you a little worried.
“We’re responsible adults now. I guess they’ll just have to be okay with it.” You shrug, “but I want his approval. Even if he wasn’t my stepdad, he’s still important to me too”
You approach your childhood home and walk arm in arm with Wanda. You can feel your heart beating out of your chest. You couldn’t tell if it was from being in her presence or the anxiety of what was to come.
Your mother was the one to answer the door, “(Y/N), Wanda! Happy Valentine’s Day my loves” she giggles before hugging the two of you. “Where’s your dates?”
You tried to answer but Wanda spoke up, “right here,” she gave you a playful jostle, “had to get Y/N’s head out of the books sometime”
Your mom gave a little roll of her eyes. Your stepfather Django was kind of shocked that you and Wanda didn’t bring any dates with you.
“I’m surprised at the two of you,” Django says, “Wanda you were telling me that you were dating someone nice.”
“I am, Papa” Wanda says with a little smile. “I know they’re the one I can’t live without”
“And what about you, Y/N?” Your mother said, “what can you tell us about your girlfriend? She didn’t bother to come”
“My girlfriend is amazing,” you sneak a little glance at Wanda. She gives you the go ahead. It was the moment of truth.
“I’ve loved her for so long. I was content before thinking all we could be was friends, close like siblings, but I know she feels the same…” you feel your resolve weaken just for a split second but then it strengthens again, “I did bring my date this year. And I know that Wanda is the only woman I will ever love”
Django’s eyes go wide. And so do your mother’s. Wanda’s hand moves across the table and clasps yours.
“Y/N is my detka,” Wanda smiles at you, “papa this was only recent. Y/N’s been there for me through everything. I love him and I don’t want anyone else.”
Django looks to you and Wanda but he says nothing. Wanda takes a deep breath.
“I love him and if that’s not alright with you, then I…I…”
“I approve,” Django smiles. “Y/N is perfect for you.”
“Really?” You look to your stepfather, he gives you a nod.
Your mother embraces Wanda, she gently says, “You’re the most amazing young woman, Wanda. Seeing you and Y/N grow together…it’s beyond words.”
Django hugs your mom and looks at you and Wanda. “Just no funny business under this roof” he gives you a wink. You try to hide a blush of embarrassment.
Wanda giggles and hugs you tight. “Of course, Papa” she answers for you.
Valentines Day. You were never really one for it. But now you look forward to it every year. A time for love. A time for joy. A time to remember the day you were able to admit to the whole world how much you were in love with Wanda Maximoff.
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wanda and reader meet in high school, instantly become infatuated with each other. they become friends and start to harbor secret crushes on each other. unbeknownst to them, their parents are seeing each other secretly and wanda and r are now involved in a step sister situation. they have to figure out how to handle the angst, jealousy and guilt that comes with that
i see a lot of angst with reader trying to distance herself from wanda as much as possible. you have to tell her how to behave most times because wanda has a lot less self control than you do. it’s simultaneously as angsty as it is kind of hot 😭😭 wanda’s kind of a brat too, purposely bringing people home to meet the parents and flirting around with them in front of you just to get you jealous, though she feels dozens of times worse when you end up not reacting to it as she anticipated you would. you end up making it seem like you don’t care at all which breaks her heart. she slips into your room at night and cuddles into you, begging for you to touch her all the while she’s also super heartbroken
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Uhm, dominatrix Wanda?
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a forbidden desire
kinktober 2023 masterlist
stepsister!wanda maximoff x reader
18+: smut; stepcest, somnophilia, fingering, degradation, kinda inferred pervy behaviour
Wanda’s hands had always wandered when it came to you. Her eyes liked to observe you with a lengthy gaze that often made you shrink, so exposed whilst she unabashedly examined you. She’d taken a liking to you all those months ago, her pretty step-sister with merely a wall separating your bedrooms.
You’d not thought much of it when she found immediate comfort in your presence; she didn’t think twice about changing in front of you, nor with helping you try on lingerie. She encouraged you to shop with her, guising her predatory idea under the false pretense of sibling bonding. She didn’t let you know that she’d heard the hitching of your breath when a daring hand touched your waist, nor the goosebumps she could see beneath the harsh dressing room light.
She kept it all to herself. The times she’d caught you watching her, drinking in her figure when she’d come back from a run. The way she’d seen your tongue lick over your lips while you kept your sights set on her when she’d teasingly come into your room in nothing but a towel after a shower. Wanda knows the effect she has on you and the ideas keep her company at night; with her fingers venturing south in the confines of her bedroom she likes to imagine you’re doing the same thing next door.
There’s only so much one can take, though.
There’s only a certain amount of yearning and aching she can bear and so it’s only a matter of time before the secret watching of your sleeping form becomes too little to satisfy her desires. She’s almost annoyed at you with the way you’ve plagued her mind so furiously that you’ve begun to appear in her dreams.
Just now, with her head on your shoulder in front of the television, you’d appeared again. Her thighs squeezed together without her knowledge as scenes of you and she played on in her mind, your body whimpering beneath her whilst her teeth marked each piece of soft skin she could reach. Whispered mewlings of her name made her skin blanch and the heat of her back woke her up into that familiar dissatisfaction she’s used to; the harsh feeling of being thrown into consciousness again.
She so often awakes to the ache between her legs, the heat in her cheeks she can only quell with her own hand. But, this time, there you were. You looked so sweet and peaceful with your breaths even as you slept, your head against a pillow without the knowing of the preying eyes on you. Wanda adored the way you slept, how she knew how easy it’d be to touch you; she let her hand rest on your upper thigh with her fingers daringly creeping upwards and she knew you were none the wiser.
She kept her stare on you musingly when she cupped your clothed sex in her palm, feeling the radiating heat and the twitch of your hips that you were not privy to. She smirked at the way you shifted at the pressure she pushed against you, unknowingly moving further into her touch. She’d be lying if she claimed to not have influence over what you often wear - she knows you’re eager to please her - so, the underwear that served as the only barrier between her and you was working in her favour and she could see the hardening of your nipples beneath the material of your t-shirt.
Wanda readjusted her seated position to take you in fully, to see each small change in your slumbered expression as she danced her fingertips across your torso. Her teeth pulled at her bottom lip at the way your chest arched into her as she pinched a pert nipple through the material of your shirt, squeezing at the pillowy flesh just as she’d always fantasised.
She’d always thought she’d take her time with you the first time but having you here and at her mercy, begging to be touched yet unable to push her away, made that hunger in her become ravenous. She had to take you for herself.
She took the opportunity to play with you, to tease you with her hand dipping past the waistband of your underwear pushing against you just enough for you to feel it. She nudged at your clit with the heel of her palm, feeling the wetness begin to pool with the soft ruts of your hips chasing the pleasurable feeling.
Her lips glided over your jaw with her tongue and teeth swiping against you, and she listened to the way your breathing sped up, how you became restless in your seat and you began to stir.
When your eyes blinked open with tired difficulty you were met with hers looking right at you; it was hard to determine what precisely was happening in your dazed state - the reason why your heart was thumping or why you ached with needy arousal.
“Wanda? I-”
“Sh, sweet girl,” she breathed against you, pressing a kiss to your neck while her fingers drew circles over your swollen bud. “Just makin’ you feel good, okay?”
You could hear the rasp of hunger in her tone and you could feel it in the rhythm of her fingers toying with your clit, swiping through the slickness of your folds you hadn’t even known was there.
Svelte fingers inched into you with ease, curling within you whilst the pad of her thumb paid attention to your throbbing clit and her teeth dug into the skin of your breast. The way she was so eager to have you made you dizzy, how she pushed the fabric of your shirt out of her way just so she could flick her tongue across your nipple. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this - that you shouldn’t be enjoying it with such fervour - but that forbidden concept only made it taste much sweeter.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to make you cum for so long,” she breathed. “I’ve heard you at night. Fucking yourself like a needy little slut. But, I can fuck you so much better.”
Her breath was burning hot as it tickled the soft flesh of your torso, the kisses, the words and the sublimely perfect feeling of her fingers made you moan. Mumbling out her name with your choked voice breaking.
“And I know you’ve been wanting me too,” she murmured. “A dirty whore like you just can’t keep her eyes to herself, hm?”
With each sensually uttered sentence, her fingers kept up their pace, burying deep within you with the soaked sounds of your cunt accompanying them. The coil in your stomach tightened and tightened, readying to snap at any second.
“God, Wanda, I’m so close,” you stuttered out. She didn’t hide the cocky smirk that pulled her lips, smug at how easily she’d got you to fall apart.
“Cum for me,” she stated. She watched on intently as you took her fingers, clawing at the sofa’s cushions beside you with your knuckles paling with the strain. It was even better than she’d thought. The parting of your lips as your body began to shake, the whimpered sounds of your orgasm washing over you as you drenched her fingers. She knew it’d be a pretty sight.
You didn’t think twice when you took her glistening fingers into your mouth, licking them clean of any remnants of yourself until she pulled them away to replace them with her lips. The kiss was bruising and desperate, as though this had only touched the surface of the deeply harboured cravings you’d both been keeping.
With her straddling your lap and your hands on her hips just as you’ve wanted them to be, you were all consumed by the woman. Her tongue pushed against yours with control and she hummed into your mouth at the semblance of your taste still lingering. Her pussy ached to be touched and you could tell by the subtle pushing of herself into you; she pulled away to catch her breath and, for a moment, you thought she was going to claim regret.
But she pulled you to stand with your fingers laced with hers and dragged you behind her to her bedroom.
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Hunger for Sweets
Summary: The search for sweets in the early hours of the morning ends with your stepsister, between your legs taking your virginity.
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Innocent!Fem!Reader
Warnings: (+18) top!wanda, botton!reader, candy kiss, feeling of guilt, corruption, degradation, oral, fingering, loss of virginity.
Words: 5k
(English is not my first language, sorry for any translation errors)
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Sighing, you stopped in the middle of the kitchen with your eyes fixed on a large jar of sweets on top of the cupboard. Agatha, your stepmother, was very strict about everything since she arrived, always keeping any candy away from you and your new stepsister.
The lack of sweets bubbling in your veins made a rebellious thought pass through your mind.
'Is it just a little candy? What will it cost?'
You questioned yourself, your reputation as a good girl about to be destroyed by the hunger for sugar. You sighed, shaking your head at your own thoughts, that little voice in the back of your consciousness starting to curse you. You weren't one to break rules, you always stayed in line and did exactly what was asked without questioning. It's been two months since Agatha and her daughter moved into your house, and for exactly two months you've been without sugar clogging your veins.
Agatha wasn't so bad, at least not with you, but with her own daughter, Wanda, it was completely different. She always said that Wanda was a rebellious girl and that she needed to clip her wings, cut her freedom before it's too late.
That jar of sweets shining in the moonlight seemed to be calling you. It seemed to beg for you to eat just one of those colorful treats on the glittering glass jar. You looked around, it was late at night and everyone in the house was sleeping. Earlier that night, when you left your shared room, your stepsister was sleeping and your father and Agatha's room was locked. It was the perfect time for you to make your first mistake.
The voice of your conscience was screaming about how you would become a bad girl. Would everything your father had taught you about good manners be destroyed by your weak mind? Temptation was winning, the temptation to have control over things just once in your life. A wave of courage and adrenaline rushed through your body, and you pushed and shoved against that annoying voice telling you it was wrong.
As you put your knee on the countertop, you felt the cold touch of marble on your feverish skin. Supporting your knee and using your hands to hold onto the edge of the cabinet attached to the wall, you had the necessary support to stretch and finally reach the big glass jar.
Your eyes shone as you brought the jar down close to your face, all the cute and colorful treats making you salivate. Sitting on the kitchen counter, amazed at how easily you had managed to grab the jar, you began to turn the lid slowly to open it without making any noise.
You moaned deeply as the smell of crystallized sugar began to intoxicate your mind, bringing back memories of the last time you tasted it on your tongue. The memory was enough for you to abandon the good girl act.
Two of your fingers entered the jar, grabbing a colorful marshmallow like a claw that snatches stuffed animals at the mall. Squeezing between your fingers, you felt its softness and the tiny reliefs of sugar, along with the strong and intoxicating smell that made your mouth salivate even more.
Placing the candy on your mouth, it slid over your wet tongue and another deep moan escaped your lips. Closing your eyes, you slowly bit into it, and soon a sticky sensation stuck against your teeth, but a wonderful feeling began to pump through your veins. The sweet taste that you had forgotten began to completely impregnate your mouth and mind. Your feet unconsciously began to beat against the cabinet in the same rhythm as your sugary heart.
A low murmur startled you out of your small trance state, your eyes opening in desperation, and your heart began to beat frantically. A female figure emerged from the shadows of the dimly lit kitchen entrance, bursting into the moonlight and approaching where you were.
For a fraction of a second, all thoughts of being a bad girl dissolved from your mind. What would Agatha do to you if she saw you stealing candy in the middle of the night and still being awake at the late hour of the night? Fear settled in your stomach, the coils of your mind starting to spin frantically along with infinite possibilities of what Agatha would do to you.
When the figure of a smiling Wanda approached and was focused by your mind, you breathed a sigh of relief. There was still shame for being caught stealing candy, but the fear that it would be Agatha made you relax to the bones.
"The perfect little girl stealing candy?" The brunette said, shaking her head as she approached and crossed her arms over her chest.
Rebellious hair, dark with forest green tips, hung like curtains over her back. Her eyes, in a rare appearance without heavy makeup, were the same color as the colorful tips of her hair. The worn but stylish Deftones t-shirt was the only thing covering her body from explicit nudity, and her bare feet on the cold kitchen floor, just like yours.
Wanda definitely had a rebellious style, but extremely attractive to your eyes. You thought it was a brotherly attraction, since you were an only child before her. Not that you thought you would feel remorse for her, due to the 'privilege' of being an only child being cut. Not at all, it was quite the opposite, you lived in loneliness, not even knowing how to deal with your own doorbell. And now, this loneliness had been filled by your new stepsister. A very false reason to mask the real reason for your strange attraction to her.
Still with the marshmallow in your mouth preventing you from speaking, you put the candy jar on the counter next to you and move to explain yourself better to Wanda. But you are prevented by a quick movement and two pairs of hands resting on your thighs.
"Share with me and I won't tell Mama or Papa." Wanda says, unfortunately withdrawing her hands from your skin and crossing her arms over her chest.
The well-known authoritative air resting on the small bubble between the two of you. Even with little contact with Wanda, you could certainly identify Agatha's genes working in her nervous system.
You nod your head, chewing and swallowing the candy quickly. You put your hand back in the candy jar and pulled out another colorful marshmallow. Reaching out for Wanda to take, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, silently asking you to put the lump of sugar in her mouth.
You stared for a moment at Wanda's open mouth, her prominent canine teeth and a layer of saliva shining on her tongue. For a brief moment you caught yourself wondering what her saliva tasted like, what it would be like to feel her tongue on yours... You shook your head, dispersing the thoughts before doing something reckless.
Slowly placing the candy on her tongue as carefully as possible, she closed her lips almost nibbling on your fingers together. Wanda began to chew with satisfied murmurs, while her hands released her chest and supported one hand on each side of your body on the counter.
You looked at her smiling, her lips were glossy from the candy as her head shook from side to side like a happy child. Wanda had a threatening tone about her figure, but the way she seemed soft and cute made your heart warm.
"This is as good as I remembered." Wanda says, taking a leap and sitting on top of the cabinet next to you, only the candy jar separating their bodies.
You smiled nodding your head, sliding your hand back into the jar and grabbing a jellybean this time. The taste was a little sweeter, and when you bit into the small acidity that ran down your tongue, it made you let out another deep moan of satisfaction.
Wanda watched you with dilated eyes and heavy breathing. She always looked at you with different eyes, she knew the limitations of being her stepsister, but she couldn't control the sinful thoughts that always came to her mind when she looked at you. You didn't even talk to each other properly, but she began to cultivate feelings for you, feelings that tormented her confused and hot mind. Not that Wanda hadn't liked girls before, but now it was different. The fact that it was 'forbidden' definitely made her anxious for the adrenaline that could cause.
Wanda started having erotic dreams that tormented her when she started sleeping in the same room as you. She always woke up with a racing heart and a hot body in the middle of the night, scared looking around afraid that you were no longer there. When she saw you sneak out tonight, she knew you were going to do something. So, she waited a few safe minutes and followed you curiously to find out where you were going. When she arrived in the shadows in the kitchen, she felt relieved to see you sneaking over the counter to get the jar of candy that Agatha had hidden.
She thought you were going to meet a potential boyfriend. You were beautiful and very kind, for sure you would have many suitors at your feet. The simple thought of someone touching you, and the few seconds it took her to follow you, brought an irritation and a feeling of jealousy burning in her stomach.
But when she saw the cute and innocent little girl just picking up a jar of candy, her body relaxed and a hot wave came over her. Dressed in the flowered nightgown that Agatha had given her, a bit of your back and your baby blue panties were showing, while you were busy trying to reach the jar.
Her daydreams slowly began to disappear, and impure thoughts began to invade her mind as she fixed her gaze on your mouth. You slid your tongue over your sugar-lustful lips, cleaning it.
Wanda took a gummy worm and stuck a small piece against her lips, clapped her hands on your thigh, calling your attention. You turned around and slightly widened your eyes, remembering the movie you watched earlier.
Thanks to Agatha, Lady and the Tramp were always on the living room television. It was a gift from your stepmother to you, showing that even though you came to live here because of your father with her daughter, she would treat you like her own daughter.
You remembered the blessed scene of spaghetti and smiled. Wanda certainly knew that you loved that movie and made this small romantic scene with second intentions that you were too innocent to realize.
Putting your hands on the counter and leaning your face towards her, your lips captured the other half of the gummy worm. The short distance between your lips decreased gradually as both of you chewed and sucked. You felt her hot breath against your nose, her green eyes numb with lust, as the last distance between your lips closed.
Feeling consumed by the sugar, you bit into the candy, breaking it and making it fall onto your mouth. The acidity playing on your tongue and the acidity of Wanda's disappointed murmur reverberated through the air. You didn't have time to process, when you were going to tilt your head back, she was already pushing her lips against yours.
You sighed deeply with the unexpected action, but soon you closed your eyes feeling Wanda's acidic smell in your nose, but her sweet mouth leaving the perfect bittersweet taste registered in your mind.
Her tongue swept the sugar from your lips, asking for passage inside, parting the lips to give way, you felt the warm breath of her breath in your mouth. One of her hands rested on your jaw, delicately stretching your face further to her. You sighed against the kiss, her fleeting and hungry tongue sliding all over you.
Sneaking her skillful tongue, she found the candy, long forgotten, lodged on your left cheek. Separating your faces with the lack of oxygen burning your lungs, she began to chew and feel the taste of gum filled with your saliva in every bone, while you only turned forward. She needed to better record your taste, she needed to keep the taste of your beautiful and fragrant lips and your sweet tongue deep in her memory forever.
Staring fixedly at the kitchen wall with wide eyes, cheeks burning and hand over your mouth. Your fingers touching the lips that were previously glued to Wanda's, the same lips that are now red and swollen. You were shocked at what had just happened.
"Are you okay?" She asks, looking at you with a smile, her hand resting on your forearm.
You swallowed hard at how attractive her voice was, how her touch completely affected your body. Your mind was so confused, but your heart was beating like never before.
"I don't know," you sigh, shaking your head while tears of frustration begin to fill your eyes.
Wanda's other hand went up to your face, resting on your cheek, sliding her thumb over your red skin. It was almost a request for you to look her in the eyes, you wanted to look into those beautiful and addictive eyes, but you hesitated, knowing that if you looked at her, you didn't know what might happen. Would you cry? Would you shout at her? Or would you kiss her again?
You gave in and turned your face to her, those dark green eyes with a loving smile on her lips. You felt tears streaming down your face, you didn't even know why. Were they tears of sadness, guilt or desire?
Her thumb slid over your tears, wiping them away gently, her other hand sliding over your neck until it reached the back of your head. Tangled her fingers in your hair, she began to make small, affectionate strokes.
"Don't think too much," she whispered to you with a sweet voice. "Let me make the difficult choices, let me think for you and take care of you as you deserve, beautiful girl."
Ready to be taken by Wanda, you smiled, biting your lip, shaking your head still with wet eyes and cheeks. You wanted to stop thinking about the consequences and just jump off a cliff in the faith that Wanda would catch you or jump with you.
She got off the counter and positioned herself between your legs, her hands following to your thighs, squeezing them gently. She smiled, stretching her neck up, her eyes asking you to lean down and press your lips against hers, giving the answer she wanted so much, and the answer you already knew.
Your mind was empty for anything other than Wanda, for anything other than having her with you for this moment and letting her take care of you. You lowered your face and kissed Wanda, a deeper and more loving kiss than the last, a kiss that you had total control and responsibility. Their lips fit perfectly, first you sucked her lower lip delicately. Then, tilting your head to opposite sides, you both pushed your tongues at the same time. Like a wet and warm dance, their tongues rubbed against each other, your hand resting on her shoulders and her hands on your waist.
Feeling the heat consuming your body and the grip she unleashed on your waist, you moaned against her mouth. She separated the kiss, pulling your lower lip between her teeth, and began to kiss your neck. Using your nails, you left a loving trail on her neck until you stopped at her beautiful dark hair. You gripped your fingers against her soft hair, and began to stroke it as she did with you before.
She sneaked her hands down your dress, you gasped and widened your eyes when you felt her fingers curl against the side of your underwear.
"Wanda..." You murmured, heat crossing your legs with her fingers pulling the elastic of your underwear.
"Hmm?" She murmured still against your neck, her tongue licking your pulse.
"I... I don't..." You whispered, closing your legs around her body with an unconscious fear of her leaving. "Never..." The shame and redness of your face making you stutter.
"Never?" she asks, leaving your neck and tracing a trail of wet and sweet kisses along your jawline until she sprinkles cute kisses on your lips.
"Never made love."
She abruptly stops the kisses, her hand remaining still on your panties and her face tilting back to look into your eyes. You swallowed hard, afraid of what she might do. Maybe she no longer likes you, maybe she wants someone much more experienced, maybe she wants to tell Agatha the horrible thing you did, maybe...
A line slowly forms on her lips, opening up to a toothy smile, her eyes reflecting a different shine on her dilated green orbs, her cheeks protruding from the smile making her oval face even more perfect.
"Do you want me to make love to you?" she asks, smiling.
You look at her with lustful eyes and an unfamiliar discomfort in the midst of your legs. Your body was hot, your breathing faltering, and your entrance beginning to ache. You had never felt this way before, you had never felt so hot for someone.
"Please," you murmured softly.
One of her hands grips your waist tightly, bringing you to the edge of the counter, while her other hand slowly began to slide your panties down your legs. She bent down and stretched your leg forward, sprinkling kisses on the skin of your heel. The panties slid over your foot and were carelessly thrown up, while her lips began to give small bites on your thighs.
She positioned herself between your legs, her hands sliding against your knees, pushing in the opposite direction for direct access to your pulsing core.
"You're a mess, sweetheart," she murmured happily, seeing your entrance completely soaked.
"Is that good?" you ask, releasing a hot and embarrassed sigh.
"That's more than good," Wanda crooned, running her fingers along your thighs, moving up until they reached your sensitive spot. "You're perfect."
Your stepsister between your legs wasn't exactly the scenario you imagined for tonight or any other occasion. So, you were certainly embarrassed by all of this, you had never shown your pussy to anyone before, and now your stepsister was the first person to see it.
Wanda's fingers slowly rubbed against your soft and wet edges, one of her hands reaching into your camisole, groping your breast. Her thumb and index finger taking your hardened nipple between her fingers, with painful but gentle squeezes, eliciting deep moans from you.
She smiled at how sensitive and wet you were, your legs trembling in anxiety and anticipation to stop being pure. Your stepsister would take your virginity, she would make you a woman, yet to her, you would never cease to be a good girl, a fragile, corruptible, and breakable girl. Her fingers pulling Wanda's red hair hard, pulling her out of the perverse thoughts she started to have about you.
She lightly rubbed your hot slit up and down a few times with four fingers, feeling your legs tremble with the slightest contact. Pushing your legs even more, opening your slit, you felt a cold wind from the open window directly affecting your sensitive core. You tried to close your legs, but Wanda held your knees apart with force.
Stretching her thumb up to your clitoris, she pushed it up and down nonchalantly, without any kind of rhythm. You swallowed hard, your sensitivity acting directly on your toes, while all the blood started to pump rapidly through your veins. A wave of heat embracing your body as the wind from the window broke the warm aura, but not your fervent excitement.
"Are you ready, sweetheart?" Wanda asks, leaving a kiss on your lips.
"I... I think so." You swallow your anxiety, your knees trembling and your chest pounding.
"I think that is not an answer." She slowly responds, starting to move her thumb away from your clitoris, taking with it the pleasant sensation that was building up inside your stomach.
"Oh my god. Yes, yes! I'm sure." You reply with a heavy sigh, feeling desperate for her to continue making you feel good. "Please Wanda, I... I need you."
"Oh sweet." She murmurs with a coy voice and a face of fake sadness. "Do you need me to eat you?"
"I do." You quickly respond, receiving the stimulation again.
Her thumb still tirelessly torturing your clitoris, controlling your excitement in the palm of her hand. She slowly began to trap you in her arms, in her love. She would never let you escape from the love she was more than willing to give you. Now she would consummate the desire that had been slowly growing for two months. Now that little seed that was planted in her chest when she met you would bloom like a beautiful rose. A rose with thorns that would surely hurt you, but what is the beauty of love without a little pain, right?
Wanda leaned her face towards your thighs, a path of loving kisses being arranged on your thighs until they reached your bundle of nerves. Her mouth began to salivate and her chest palpitated, she would finally harvest the rose she had planted, finally the rose would be hers.
Without thinking twice, she pushed her face against your legs, you moaned holding her hair and biting your lower lip, swallowing the loud moan that would sound throughout the house like a beautiful high-pitched music.
Wanda shoved her nose against your folds, deeply inhaling the scent of purity and innocence. Pushing her tongue up and down your slit, she began to lick you and all parts of your sensitive core.
You dug your nails into her nape needing to grip something, or else you would give in to the loud moans, and everyone in that house would discover that Wanda was eating you on top of the kitchen counter.
Her tongue was so soft and warm that you felt your entire body relax. Her rhythmic tongue deliciously licked all the juices that dripped from your hole. The gears in your blank mind working, a strange pressure began to push against your uterus, you felt as if something was growing there. Wanda felt the contractions of your tight hole every time her tongue roamed there. Her finger abandoned your clit, but soon her mouth took its place.
"Oh shit." You whispered, feeling Wanda's tongue circle your button, one of her hands squeezing your thighs and the other descending over your folds.
Wanda sucking your clit was too much for you, you couldn't handle it, a low but thin moan escaped your lips. Your body slowly combusting, the more warm saliva left Wanda's mouth and slid down to your sensitive core.
"Sweet." She whispered against your clit. "You need to stay quiet." She slowly puts her index finger on the edge of your hole, playing with the heat and contractions.
"Okay..." You reply with drops of sweat forming on your forehead. "I can try, but I need you." You swallow hard, feeling your whole body tremble with sensitivity. Wanda's face leaves your entrance and rises to look at your face. She needed to see you, she needed to remember you begging for her.
"I need you inside of me." You have never had anything inside of you before, not even your own fingers, and now an unconscious desire was pulsing in your chest.
"Do you need me to stretch you?" Wanda asks with a harsh voice, her eyes dark and her index finger slowly entering your hole.
You close your eyes, biting your lower lip, unconsciously spreading your legs even wider, tilting your head back and feeling the strong wind from the window hitting your body. Sliding her finger all the way in, and reaching the edge again, she sighed, feeling her finger completely soaked. "Do you think you can take more, sweetheart?"
"Yes, yes," you sigh, feeling the delicious sensation of Wanda's finger sliding in. Even though it was just one finger, this new sensation was pounding your heart strongly. Your body began to boil just with the thought of Wanda putting another finger and sliding even harder inside of you, and that's what she did.
A moan escaped your throat, your teeth pressing against the flesh of your lower lip. Two fingers slowly beginning to bury themselves in you, your walls stretching and your sensitive clit receiving a constant rhythm from Wanda's thumb.
"Is it hurting, my baby?" Wanda asks, looking at your face. Your furrowed eyebrows bringing features of pain, but your legs press her against your body, begging for more of her.
"I don't know..." Your voice trembling. "I think so, but it feels so good... I've never felt this before." You murmur turning your head to look at her. Her lips smiling and her dark eyes looking directly into yours, consumed by the mess you already were.
Your eyes widened when Wanda started to create a rhythm inside of you, twisting her fingers and pushing them as deep as she could. "Fuck." You moan, closing your eyes tightly, your hands gripping Wanda's shoulders tightly, digging your nails into her thin shirt.
"Don't moan too loudly, sweetheart, what if mom finds out about this dirty thing here?" Wanda whispers intentionally putting things in your head, intentionally making your body tense and conscience heavy. "She'll probably be very angry with you."
"Yeah... fuck." You choke on your own moan, trying your best to stay quiet, but Wanda's speed wasn't helping.
"I think it's better to stop, I don't want Agatha to punish you." Wanda responds with a dark gleam in her face, her fingers breaking the consistent rhythm.
"Please, please." You choke on your own excitement, cheeks burning like your entire body. "I need more." You beg without even knowing what you were asking for, but the lack of the pleasurable sensation leaves your mind in a whirlwind. "You can't stop now, Wanda."
"Ah baby, you need to keep quiet so they don't find out." Wanda whispers, approaching your face, her lips close enough for you to feel her warm breath. You abruptly push your lips against Wanda's, her fingers starting to push inside of you again, and this time she swallows all of your moans.
The lascivious noises began to sound throughout the kitchen, the open window bringing raindrops that hit against your arms. The cold and rough wind hit against your hot face, your hair flying back with the force of the wind and the storm that was forming outside.
"Cum for me, Sweetheart." Wanda murmurs against your mouth. "Tell everyone who you belong to."
Three more rough and deep thrusts and you feel the pressure in your stomach pulsate, your legs crossed around her waist, keeping her still inside of you. Your mind begins to spin and your breath catches in your lungs, you hold onto her shoulders tightly and let yourself be overwhelmed by an intense orgasm.
The sound of the rain that formed outside the window, and the sound of the drops hitting the gutter, were enough to leave their parents deaf to your moans and Wanda's name reverberating like a deep echo in the kitchen.
Your whole body pulsated, but your muscles relaxed instantly, your body went limp and Wanda held you, mirroring the smile that was plastered on your lips. She slowly lowered her face down your legs and cleaned you with her own tongue. The overstimulation brought painful moans from you, but Wanda was cleaning you with so much care and tenderness that you only allowed yourself to feel her tongue taking care of you one last time.
"Ready, Sweetheart." Wanda smiles at you. Your eyes were tired, but still shining as you looked at her. "How are you feeling?"
"Amazingly good... and tired." You laugh, shaking your head, the nerves in your legs still contracting.
Wanda leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on your lips and climbed onto the counter to put the jar of candy back in its original place, not wanting to get in trouble if Agatha found out.
"Let's go." She says, turning her back to you, patting her own shoulders. You smile, shaking your head and jumping onto her back. Your legs closing around her waist and your arms around her shoulders like a lazy sloth.
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Agatha woke up in the middle of the night to a disturbing noise. Putting on fuzzy slippers and a nightgown, she slowly descended the stairs of the house. When Agatha set foot in the living room, her eyes fixed on a rather shocking scene.
You and Wanda were lying together on the couch with the TV on. You were lying with your head in Wanda's lap, while she was sitting on the couch with her hands buried in your hair. In the background, the upbeat music from the romantic dinner scene from Lady and the Tramp sounded throughout the room, bringing a cute and sweet aura to the scene on the couch.
Agatha never thought she would see her rebellious daughter getting along with you, a girl with a completely different personality from Wanda. But there you both were, sleeping while the movie Agatha had given you played on the TV. She assumed, from the intense rain outside, that you might be afraid of thunder and Wanda comforted you with the movie. Agatha smiled, letting it pass this time, but she would definitely talk to you both about watching movies when you should be sleeping.
Climbing the stairs, Agatha returned to the bedroom shared with your father. If fate wasn't on your side and Agatha had gone to the kitchen, she would certainly have noticed your baby blue panties soaked and thrown on top of the refrigerator.
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Three reasons.
g¡p!stepsister!wanda x fem!reader
summary: once you got a new stepsister who couldn’t keep her eyes out of you, you knew your life wouldn’t be the same.
words: 2k
warnings: smut (+18), g¡p wanda, stepcest, mentions of pervy behavior, masturbation, blowjob, dirty talk, degradation, cum eating, wanda being an asshole, yk, (also bad writing i wrote this in less than an hour) if you feel uncomfortable don’t read.
Since your dad married Wanda’s mother, a lot of things changed in your life. First, you had to move to your new stepmother’s house, your dad said that was bigger and that would be comfortable for all the family. Second, you got a new step sister, first, you were interested in her, living with another teenager made you anxious but you find out that most of the time was like Wanda wasn’t even there, she’s always in her own room, and months passed with just basic words being shared between you guys.
But, soon, you started to think that your step sister was wanting to fuck you. Nothing that you’re disgusted by, after all, Wanda was hella hot and you two didn’t have the relationship of sisters.
First, you noticed the way she stares at you. Her beautiful green eyes seemed to be wanting to devour you every time she was near you, always looking away when you catch her staring, in the living room, kitchen, or even some expensive restaurant that your dad takes the family, she always have an eye on you, not that you would do something about it.
Second, happened on a normal thursday, when your shower had broken for some plumbing issues and your step mother suggested to you take your shower in Wanda’s bathroom instead for a couple days, which none of you seen any problem.
Everything would be very normal, if wasn’t for the fact that when you were leaving the bathroom, with nothing but your towel around your body and your wet hair, Wanda was waiting, really close to the door. You almost bumped into her, but noticed her taller body before, stopping and standing just a few inches away from her face. Wanda didn’t make a single movement to move away from you, actually, she didn’t seem bothered at your lack of distance.
“I know what you’re doing.” You whispered under your breath, in a tone that only she could hear.
“Yeah? And you like it?” She gives you a smile that makes your knees buckle and for a second all you wanted was kiss her lips and take that cocky smile off her face.
You didn’t respond after that, taking every strength in your body to get away from her and go to your room, not even looking back to see if she was looking at you.
The third, and last reason you was sure Wanda wanted to fuck you, was when your friend was throwing a party. You dressed real nice, a little black dress that hugged your body beautifully and your make up made with perfection, you looked at the mirror and had sure you was looking good.
When you enter the dinning room, just to tell your dad that you was leaving, he almost chocked with his food. The whole family was having dinner, including Wanda who had a similar reaction to the way you dressed.
“You’re not going dressed like this!” He shouted and you roll your eyes. “At least put a jacket. And Wanda’s taking you.” Wanda’s eyes widened a bit, but she agreed promptly.
You tried to argue, even knowing that was useless, your dad was protective over you and you knew it, so the best you could do was put a jacket and message your friend saying that your step sister was taking you and her ride was no longer needed, And that’s what you did.
Wanda opened the door of the car for you, but nothing between you both had been said until half of the way.
“You can leave the jacket in the car, if you want, i’m not telling your dad.” You looked at her and she seemed to be focused on the road, so you murmured a “thanks” and unbuttoned your jacket, putting it in the backseat. The rest of the road was a comfortable silence, even through both of you had a lot to say to each other.
Wanda parked one street before your friend’s house, saying something about how probably there’s a lot of cars in front of the house already. The street was desert and dark and honestly you was kind afraid of leaving the car, but it would be only 2 minutes walking.
“You know, you look pretty hot in that dress.” She commented, out of nowhere before you leave.
You looked at her, chocked by what she just said.
“What’s wrong with you?” You asked in a harsh tone. Since what happened in the bathroom, you’ve been thinking a lot about her, how she almost don’t talk to you and still make sure to check you out every time she sees you.
“What?”
“You don’t even talk to me, Wanda! We’ve been living together for almost six months and i don’t even know you but you still act like you want to fuck me, checking me out all the time, waiting for me to leave the shower and now telling me that i look hot! What’s wrong with you?” This time, your tone was just honest, you keep your eyes on her all the time and she seemed to be surprised at your vent. Seconds passed and she didn’t say anything. “C’mon, just be honest, this don’t have to get weird.”
“You want me to be honest?” She finally speaks, giving you a cocky smile and making a nose crunch like she wanted to say something she couldn’t.
“Yes, please!”
“Okay, i’m gonna be honest! I want to fuck you, God, i want to fuck you so bad since the day i met you, but you’re my stepsister, this is wrong. Jerk off thinking about you, it’s wrong, stopping by your room door hoping to get a glimpse of you naked, it’s wrong, thinking about bending you over in ever surface of that damn kitchen every time i see you cooking, it’s wrong. Fuck it, it’s all wrong.” She says, letting out a loud sigh like she just takes a big weight off the shoulders.
It was your turn to be surprised, that was the first time you heard Wanda says more than two phrases for you and you surely wasn’t expecting that, all the thoughts of everything she just said running through your head. You would be lying if you said that you didn’t think about this or nothing of that turned you on.
“Yeah… this is wrong.” You looked into each other’s eyes and in the next second, you were kissing.
You wasn’t even thinking straight, all you feel was Wanda’s soft lips guiding your in a desperate kiss, like she was waiting a long time for that, you put your hands on her face and she didn’t think twice on putting hers on your uncovered thighs. Even with that weird position in the car, that was one of the best kisses on your life.
The kiss became heated, Wanda slide her tongue in your mouth and gripped your thighs, making you almost let out a moan as you bring your hands to her bulge, feeling it get bigger at your touch and hearing Wanda let out a moan on your mouth, smiling, knowing what you was about to do.
When you feel that she was already completely hard, you opened her belt, breaking the kiss for a moment for her to lift up her hips and bring her pants down, with her underwear. Her cock was big, nothing scary, but pretty hard with a pink tip leaking precum, you almost lick your lip at the sight and quickly put your hand around the base.
Wanda groaned at the contact of your small warm hand and sit back to her seat, putting one hand at your hair and caressing slightly.
“I’m so hard for you.” She whispers, watching how you jerk her off, slowly bringing your hand up and down her cock, caressing the tip with your thumb before going down to her base again.
“Yeah, your cock is so fucking big, can’t wait to have it inside me.” You says, jerking her off a little faster at each word, seeing her close her eyes and moan just at you talking dirty to her.
You watched her carefully, her expression of pleasure would be on your mind all the time by now.
Without thinking much, you lowered your body and put your mouth around her cock, feeling it heavy against your tongue, you couldn’t see Wanda from that position but for her moans and her hand at the back of your head holding your hair in a ponytail she definitely likes it as much as you.
You hollowed your cheeks and swallowed her length, holding the base with your hand and stroking the rest that didn’t fit in your mouth, feeling her cock hit the back of your throat and reminding yourself to breathe through your nose, you bobbed your head up and down, in the same pace your hand was moments before.
Wanda watched you mesmerized, your hot mouth on her cock was driving her insane and all the kinky nature of fuck her stepsister just makes it all hotter for her, she wanted to fuck your throat and cum all over your face but she didn’t know your limits, and honestly after fantasizing about you for so long wouldn’t take to much for her to reach her climax.
“Fuck, that’s it, you like sucking your stepsister’s cock, don’t you? Fucking slut.” Her words made you feel the familiar discomfort between your legs, wanting to have some relief for yourself, but right now suck Wanda’s off was the only thing you wanted to do. Her cock feels heavy and hot on your mouth, her moans and groans was making you shiver and she was right; you liked suck your stepsister’s cock.
You nodded the best you could with your mouth full and the discomfortable position on the seat.
Wanda didn’t take long to get closer, your tongue against her shaft and your hand stroking her cock was too intense for her, she starts to thrust into your mouth unconsciously, lifting her hips making her cock hit deeper in your throat.
“I’m gonna fucking cum and you will swallow all of it, don’t you, hm? Bet you want all of my cum, it’s that what you want? You want to be my cumslut?” Just a nod of your head and she explodes inside your mouth, painting your throat and mouth with white streaks, which you gladly swallow, savoring her taste and licking your lips at the end.
You sit back at your seat again, giving Wanda a few kisses on her neck while she catches her breath and you slowly stopped your movements with your hand.
“You taste so good.” You whispers against her neck, making her smile and caress your hair.
When she stopped pant and you take your hand out of her cock, you waited for her to say something, anything, maybe just kiss you. But she did nothing.
You were kinda disappointed by that, but didn’t say anything about, just got back to your position and pulled the mirror of the seat, checking yourself to make sure you wouldn’t got off of the car looking like you just sucked someone’s cock.
The whole time, Wanda said nothing, all she did was look at you.
When you’ve done and had sure you looked pretty even with your make up and hair a little messy, you looked at her again.
“Don’t need to pick me up, Hailey’s giving me ride to home.” She nods her head and you got out of the car.
Oh, how you wished she had said something, or even just kissed you.
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Halloween Party
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Summary: You and Wanda spent weeks planning your costumes for Halloween this year. At the last minute, she decides to wear something else.
Warnings: 18+ nsfw content; smut, bratty bottom!wanda, mirror sex, bathroom sex, strap-on use, dirty talk, spanking, degradation, praise, possessiveness
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You stood in front of the mirror, admiring your costume for Tony and Pepper’s annual Halloween party.
Every year you looked forward to it, a night for you and your closest friends to get together dressed in silly or scary costumes and place bets on who would be the drunkest by the time the party was over.
You and your girlfriend had decided on the color red for your matching costumes and you were both excited to show off what you’d come up with this year.
Wanda was planning on wearing a red unitard paired with pink leggings, a red cape, and a red headpiece, going as what she called a “Sokovian fortune teller.” You were going to color-match with her by dressing up as Sarah from Hocus Pocus. You’d put together a pink-toned corset with lacy red sleeves, a scarlet cape, and a pair of dark, maroon-colored pants - you opted out of wearing a dress for a very specific reason.
The reason you decided against dragging around a long flowy skirt all night long was simple; it was also tucked slightly uncomfortably against your leg. You not only wanted to win the bet by not becoming part of it, but you also knew you’d have fun teasing Wanda all night. Wearing Wanda’s favorite strap to the party would achieve both goals with ease and you were certain you’d both be leaving before it was even midnight.
“Okay, I’m ready!” your girlfriend called out excitedly.
When Wanda walked out in her costume, you frowned. “What are you wearing? I thought we were matching,” you said, eyeing her outfit. She was dressed as Cher from Clueless, wearing yellow, not red, from head to toe. Her skirt was sinfully short, you could almost see the plump cheeks of her ass under the hem.
“You don’t like it? I wanted to surprise you,” she responded, her face falling. You honestly couldn’t tell if her pout was real or if she was just trying to get her way.
“I love it, it’s fucking hot…” you murmured, walking around her to get a better look. “It’s just not what we planned. What happened to the fortune teller? I thought we agreed on red…”
“I don’t know, I just wanted to try this instead since we watched Clueless last week. Maybe you can be my hot stepsister,” she rasped, biting her lip suggestively.
Realization hit you. “Oh, I get it, you’re just being a needy slut for me,” you said, standing in front of her now, your hands coming up to grip her waist. Her breath hitched at the way you spoke to her, this was exactly what she was hoping for. “You sure you want everyone at the party staring at your ass all night? Staring at what’s mine?”
Wanda loved when you got possessive. It made heat pool in her core and it usually led to the most amazing sex between the two of you. She was definitely not going to change her mind now.
“Does that make you mad, baby? The thought of our friends looking at me in this short little skirt?” she teased, bringing her lips close to yours. “Too bad. I’m wearing it.”
With that, she moved away and began to gather her things.
You let her, knowing she was in for a surprise and a punishment later on. You collected your own belongings as well as the cupcakes you promised to bring to the party. The two of you left your apartment and when you reached the car, you put the cupcakes in one of the trunk dividers. You smirked when you noticed Wanda’s other costume still in the backseat, your mind swirling with ideas at the sight of it.
You arrived at the party, greeting your friends as they handed you drinks. Pepper, who was dressed as some sort of blue robot, took the cupcakes to the table of food they’d set up and thanked you for bringing them.
You and Wanda spent about an hour socializing, catching up with your friends and enjoying the music. You tried to ignore the way your blood boiled every time you caught one of the guys staring at Wanda’s ass as she bent over to grab a drink from a cooler or “accidentally” spilled and got on her hands and knees to clean it up.
When Monica decided it was time for party games, you decided to put your plan into motion.
The group gathered around the dining table and you made sure to sit between Nat and Steve, so that there were no empty seats on either side of you. Wanda came over to sit with you, but disappointment flashed across her features at the seats next to you already being taken.
“I can move,” Steve offered, motioning to get up.
“No, it’s okay,” you said, patting your lap. Wanda immediately understood and happily sat down on your lap, enjoying the comfort of your arms around her waist.
The first game started and so did the antics of your drunk friends; it was perfect, they were all too intoxicated and absorbed in the game to notice what you were planning on doing. When it was your turn, you shifted to roll the dice.
That’s when Wanda felt it, a hard bulge pressing against her through your pants. The realization that you were packing made her wet and she almost didn’t notice when it was her turn.
When the game moved on to Steve, she turned to whisper in your ear. “You’re so naughty.”
You didn’t respond, instead reacting to the events of the game. Your goal was to make her desperate, both for your attention and for your cock.
By the time the game was halfway over, it was working. Wanda could barely keep herself from rocking down against the hardness between your legs. She was growing increasingly frustrated with your nonchalant attitude and she knew she was dripping through her panties. When you suddenly thrust your hips upwards, the strap rubbing against her clit, she had to cover up her whimper with a cough.
You continued to tease her until she’d had enough.
The game came to a close, with Nat winning and Clint jokingly accusing her of cheating.
Wanda stood up abruptly. “I’m going to the bathroom,” she said, before walking out of the room. Her sudden announcement left room for concern, so you told everyone you’d go check on her.
You knocked on the bathroom door, listening for a response. “Wands, it’s me.”
The door opened and before you could react, you were pulled into the room and pushed against the wall.
“That was just cruel, what you did out there,” Wanda husked, one of her hands reaching down to toy with the waistband of your pants.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sweetheart,” you lied, enjoying how desperate you knew you were making her.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” she said, her hand moving down to grip the strap through your pants. “So are you gonna fuck me with this or not?”
“Right here? In Tony and Pepper’s bathroom?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “You want everyone to hear you moaning for me like a whore? Such a dirty girl.”
She whined, unable to bear any more teasing. She turned around and bent over the sink, giving you a perfect view of her round ass covered only by a lacy thong.
“Fuck Wands… I can’t believe you left the house like this,” you mused, pressing your front against her, letting her feel the hardness of the strap. You delivered a sharp slap to her ass, making her whimper and clutch the edge of the countertop. “Why should I reward you, hm? You’ve been nothing but a brat all night.”
“Please, I need your cock, I’ll do anything,” she begged, crying out as you slapped her other cheek harshly, relishing in the way the soft skin turned red from the impact.
“Anything? I’m gonna hold you to that.” You pulled down the front of your pants, the silicone toy springing free from its confines. You rubbed it against her clothed pussy for a minute, just to tease her even further.
As much as you loved making her wait, making her desperate, you needed to be inside of her just as much as she needed you to fuck her. You pulled the fabric of her panties aside and slid the length of the toy through her wet folds, coating it in her arousal. You brought your hand down to spread copious juices all over the toy, biting back a smile as she pushed her hips back in encouragement.
You grabbed her hips, stilling them, and lined up the toy with her entrance. You slid inside slowly, giving her time to adjust as you buried yourself to the hilt.
She moaned at the feeling of being stuffed full with your cock. You brought a hand to her throat and pulled her head up so she was looking at herself in the bathroom mirror before shoving two fingers into her mouth.
“You have to be quiet, baby, or they’ll hear you,” you said, knowing she probably wouldn’t listen. She would try, but she had always been very vocal about her pleasure. It was one of the many things you loved about her.
You started to move, thrusting into her slowly, her whimpers muffled against your fingers in her mouth.
The distant noise of your friends laughing and mingling was drowned out by the slippery sounds of the toy stretching her out and her cute little whines as you sped up your pace. Wanda knew it wouldn’t take long since she’d been worked up all night, thinking about this moment even while catching up with everyone at the party.
She’d felt your eyes on her every time she bent over, knowing she was riling you up. The thought of anyone but you looking at your girlfriend in such a way made your skin crawl and she used that to her advantage.
With one hand on her hips, gripping her skirt so roughly the seams were ripping, you removed your fingers from her mouth and brought them down to her clit. At this point, you didn’t care if the whole neighborhood heard her.
She moaned loudly when your fingertips rubbed against her, her eyes squeezing shut from the sensations.
“Gonna cum, please, can I?” she panted out, feeling herself dangerously close already.
“Not yet.” It was difficult to deny her, especially with how badly you wanted to see her fall apart for you, but you wanted to drag it out just a little longer.
“Please, Y/N, please, I can’t-” she whined, knowing in a matter of seconds she’d be unable to hold off her orgasm and she didn't want to disappoint you after all the stunts she’d pulled.
“Open your eyes, Wanda,” you cooed, admiring how quickly she did as she was told. “See how pretty you look like this, being such a good little slut for me.”
Your words made her clench hard around the toy. “I can’t hold it, please can I- fuck-” she cut herself off with a moan, her knuckles turning white from gripping the countertop.
“Go ahead, sweetheart, watch yourself cum on my cock,” you said, speeding up your movements and bottoming out with every thrust.
Not even a moment later, waves of pleasure racked her body and there was no doubt her high-pitched moans could be heard over the music and chatter of the party.
She couldn’t keep her eyes open as she came and you weren’t mad about it, completely mesmerized by the sight of her before you. You had a perfect view of her slick pussy wrapped around the toy, her ass up, cheeks still red from your slaps, and her face in the mirror’s reflection scrunched up in pleasure, mouth hung open to scream your name.
You slowed your thrusts as she came down and let her catch her breath before pulling out. She whined at the emptiness, her eyes fluttering open and meeting yours in the mirror. “If that was a punishment, I’m never being good again,” she husked.
You chuckled at her words before looking down at her skirt, which was slightly ripped now and hanging off of her body. “I don’t know, I think ruining your costume was enough of a punishment for now,” you mumbled, playing with the torn fabric in your hands.
“What?!” she exclaimed, looking down and pouting at what she saw. “You did this on purpose…”
“Believe me, I considered it. But I actually didn’t mean to, I promise…” you said with a laugh. “Are you really complaining right now?”
She shot you a playful glare. “No, but how am I supposed to go back out there like this?”
You smirked, already having her saving grace in mind. “Your other costume is in the car, I’ll go get it and bring it up. Just stay here for now,” you said, kissing her quickly before tucking the strap back into your pants.
You left the bathroom, heading out through the living room where you were met with knowing looks and teasing comments from your friends.
When you and Wanda eventually reentered the party together, it was in matching costumes like you’d originally planned and you smiled at how everything worked out.
And when the two of you got home that night, Halloween costumes were the last thing on your mind, long forgotten on the floor of your shared bedroom.
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2023 Kinktober Masterlist
I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long and rough year and I will do my best to continue this month but if I miss a day it's because of writer's block or work but anyway here is my Kinktober masterlist and what I have planned for you all, my wonderful amazing readers! I hope you like the thigh clenching, panty soaking, jean tightening thrill of smut! I hope you enjoy!
Banners by: @vase-of-lilies
Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️
Day 1: Semi-Public (Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Drummer!Steve Harrington x Groupie!Fem!Reader) 🔥
Day 2: Stepcest (Stepbrother!Ransom Drysdale x Stepsister!Fem!Reader)🔥🌙👿
Day 3: Size Difference (Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Petite!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 4: S&M (Masochist!Eddie Munson x Sadist!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 5: Fucking Machine (Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Fem!Reader) 🔥🕸️
Day 6: Body Worship (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader) 🔥🌙
Day 7: Stripping (Shy!Jake Jensen x Stripper!Fem!Reader)
Day 8: Hate Sex (Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader)
Day 9: DP in One Hole (Married!Steddie x Babysitter!Fem!Reader)
Day 10: Fisting (Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader)
Day 11: Pregnancy (Steve Harrington x Pregnant!Fem!Reader)
Day 12: Deepthroating or Facesitting (Sub!Jake Jensen x Dom!Fem!Reader)
Day 13: Orgasm Denial (Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader)
Day 14: Rimming (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)
Day 15: Glory Hole (Post TFAWS!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
Day 16: Breeding (Dad!Thor Odinson x Mom!Fem!Reader)
Day 17: Masturbation (Jim Hopper x Secretary!Fem!Reader)
Day 18: Spanking (Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader)
Day 19: Humiliation (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
Day 20: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Lee Bodecker x Pirate!Fem!Reader)
Day 21: Sex Toys (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader)
Day 22: Pegging (Human!Castiel x Fem!Reader)
Day 23: Costumes (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader)
Day 24: Shotgunning (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)
Day 25: Daddy Kink (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader)
Day 26: Virginity (Virgin!40s!Stucky x Experienced!Fem!Reader)
Day 27: Titfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-sized!Fem!Reader)
Day 28: Body Worship (Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader)
Day 29: Breathplay (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)
Day 30: Squirting (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader)
Day 31: Bondage (Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader)
#fanfic#fanfiction#fandom#marvel fic#marvel#kinktober#2023 kinktober#knives out#the witcher#supernatural fanfiction#supernatural#supernatural fandom#stranger things fandom#stranger things#stranger things fanfiction#deadpool#the red sea diving resort#the losers (2010)#the losers fanfiction#the losers movie
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MSB/Moominvalley crossover, part 2!
Here’s Ralphie and Wanda!
Notes:
- Ralphie is the same species as the Muddler. He’s almost never seen without his red colander on his head or the button on his jacket.
- Wanda is a Mymble kit, but not related to Little My or any of the other Mymbles we know in canon.
- Since Moominvalley is based off Finland/Scandinavia, I don’t know if they have baseball there. Nevertheless, Ralphie still enjoys sports. (Maybe cricket? I don’t know.)
- Phoebe (a fox-tailed mumrik) is Ralphie’s younger stepsister.
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Cold Outside
StepSister!Wanda x Reader
For @lifespectator and @aloneodi
You and your stepsister Wanda had been up to your own brand of mischief. Ever since your first kiss with her on New Years Eve, it’s like the two of you could not get enough of each other. You always found little excuses to see one another and share kisses where no one could see you. Wanda and you were scared of what your parents would think of such a relationship.
But that didn’t stop you and her from having ‘cram sessions’ over at your apartment. Yes you and her did study for exams and homework. But afterward the two of you would celebrate with pizza, a marathon of her favorite shows and a little make out session. It was the perfect cover.
A perfect cover until it happened.
Your college town was hit with the worst blizzard of the year. Your classes were cancelled but somehow Wanda's were still on.
You tried to keep your apartment warm when you got a call from your stepsister, "detka?"
"what's the matter, Wanda?"
"the heater in my apartment broke. C-Can I come stay over at your place?"
“What about your roommate? yelena?”
“She’s hanging out with Kate. So can you please pick me up, detka?”
"Of course! I'll come pick you up." You grabbed your keys and ran to your car.
The wind was howling and the snow fall nearly blinded your view but yet you persisted on being there when Wanda stepped out from the college commons area.
You pull up outside of the commons and Wanda runs out from under the porch right to your car. The scarlet red scarf you bought her blowing in the wind. She quickly jumps in and blows into her hands, just trying to keep herself warm.
“Hello detka” she smiles at you.
“Hey you” you smile back, “let’s go home.”
It didn’t take long for you and Wanda to get home. You spent the time talking about whatever you wanted as you drove home.
You and Wanda truly enjoy spending whatever time you can together. Little moments here and there.
You turn on your television and switch it to your queue of Dick Van Dyke episodes. Wanda continues to enjoy her freshly brewed tea as you take a seat next to her.
“No better way to rough it through a blizzard, huh?” You give a little smirk to your stepsister.
“What are we?” She asks.
“What do you mean?” You genuinely ask.
“I-I mean…where do you see us?”
You gently take her free hand, “Wanda…there will never be another. You’re it. I’m totally in love with you. I-I want strings with you”
Your thumb glides across her knuckles.
“I want strings with you too” she giggles. “I want to tell everyone about us, but only when you’re ready.”
“When you’re ready,” you reassure her. She stares at you with adoring eyes. Her gazes lowers to your lips and then back to your eyes.
You pull her into your lap. Wanda giggles and leans in, kissing you. Her tongue glides across your lips, you can’t help but allow her access.
“Detka” she whispers against your lips.
You and Wanda continue to share long, loving, passionate kisses on your couch; lost in your own little world. Wanda giggles against your lips. Your hands wander up and down her spine.
So strong was the temptation to reach under her shirt but you truly loved her. You were willing to take things slow and enjoy all the little memories you have to form with the amazing young woman in your arms.
Your little moment of heaven was interrupted by the sound of Wanda’s cell phone. She let out a quick little squeak of embarrassment before rolling off your lap and grabbing her phone. The caller ID on her phone read Papa. You and her went pale white.
Wanda takes a deep breath, wanting to calm the beating of her heart from her moment of ecstasy. She answers the phone, “hello Papa” she puts it in speaker mode.
“Hello my little witch, I just wanted to be sure you were alright.” Your stepfather tries to explain. “That blizzard is something fierce.”
“I’m alright” Wanda giggles, “I’m at Y/N’s. My apartment’s heater went out.”
“Hey Pops” you call out.
“You all okay?” Your stepfather asks back.
“Y-yeah” you try to answer. “I was about to put a pizza in the oven and turn on some Dick Van Dyke.”
“Okay” Django answers back. “According to the weather channel, the blizzard won’t clear up for two days”
You and Wanda look to each other, you can already see the ideas forming in Wanda’s head.
“Think you’ll be alright?” Your stepfather asks.
“Yes Papa,” Wanda answers, “I think we’ll be alright. We’ve got homework and tv and…”
“Okay. Love you both” Django answers before hanging up.
You and your detka look at one another. You can’t help but share a laugh. She collapses against your chest.
“You hungry?” You ask her playfully as you wrap her in a hug.
“Yes. For pizza…and you” she giggles at her own response. You give her one last kiss to her lips and one more to her forehead.
It sure is cold outside but it’s nice and warm in your little apartment. You will have to tell her father and your mother eventually but until then you’re just gonna enjoy your time together. You and the love of your life: Wanda Maximoff.
#marvel#marvel imagine#marvel fluff#mcu#mcu imagine#mcu fandom#wanda maximoff#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff imagine#stepsister#stepsister wanda#the scarlet witch#scarlet witch
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can i request a fic with any wanda variant really but reader having an oral fixation and wanda soothing it with her fingers or breast 😅 Thank you !
wanda maximoff x gn!reader
tags: smut drabble, fluff, oral fixation, breast suckling, strap ons, blowjobs, deepthroating, cockwarming, mommy kink, dom!stepsister!wanda maximoff, sub!reader. MINORS DNI.
smut prompts
Going home right after your class on Thursday, you were picked up by your parents, bags of your things in the backseat. Your stepsister wasn’t able to come pick you up as she had a midterm for three hours after you’d be leaving your place. You were practically bouncing off the interiors of the car as you anticipated seeing her again.
Wanda finished her test early when you arrived, and she left the house to greet you and your parents. While your parents went into the house carrying some of your bags, you darted over to Wanda and lept onto her, arms tightened around her shoulders as you hugged her, giggling against her head.
“Wanda!” you cheered.
She spoke equally as excitedly in your tight hug, “Baby! I missed you so much.” One arm was wrapped around your ass, holding up as you wrapped your entire body around her, the other wrapped around your waist. She pressed dozens of kisses to the side of your head and down your neck, biting at your skin teasingly when she let you down carefully.
She wheeled your luggage in as you trailed behind her, both hands around hers as she led you upstairs.
You spent time in your bedroom later that night after dinner because Wanda had her last midterm tomorrow. After an hour of kicking your feet in the air and trying to focus on anything else, you opened her door to step into her room. Her room was always unlocked for you.
Wanda looked up from her notebook, her dark pen’s writings sprawled across the pages. “What is it, angel?” she asked, placing her pen down and straightening to look at you.
“Miss you,” you mumbled awkwardly.
Your stepsister pushed back from her desk and spread her arms to you, allowing you to come sit on her lap. With a wide grin that made Wanda smile in turn at the sight, you hurried over to her. You lifted a leg over her legs, then straddled her thighs with your own before plopping yourself down in her lap.
You started tugging on the lacy trim of Wanda’s tank top. Several of your fingers had been stuck in your mouth during the last while as you tried to soothe yourself, but you were still antsy.
She exhaled with a twinge of irritation and put her pen down again to lean back and look at you. “What’s on your mind now, Y/N?”
“Dunno,” you said, muffled by your lips’ position pressed up against her chest.
Wanda reprimanded, “Y/N, speak clearly. I can’t hear what you’re trying to say.”
You raised your head from Wanda’s chest, but you were no clearer with what you were trying to say than before. Your fingers just kept tugging at the trim of her tank hesitantly.
Your stepsister’s expression softened at your hesitancy and when she realised what you wanted. She really did miss you so much. “You want to suck, baby?” Wanda asked, taking your chin with her fingers and making you look at her. You nodded weakly.
Slender fingers were laid against the back of your head and Wanda pulled you in to kiss your forehead. “Alright, darling. All you had to do was ask,” she said and leaned down to place another kiss to the space between your eyebrows. Wanda tipped your head down so you could watch the way she pulled her tank top down, exposing her full breast and erect nipple. “Alright, my little one. Come suckle on mommy.”
Gladly, you listened and slid down a little to position your face in front of her breast. You looked up at Wanda again who nodded approvingly before you moved forward and wrapped your lips around her rosy peak, smooth ivory skin filling your sight. She moaned in both pleasure and relief, having you suckle her for the first time in what felt like centuries.
“That’s right. I know this makes you so happy,” your stepsister praised like you were a tiny animal. She felt you smile against her, teeth grazing her nipple gently. “Those soft lips,” Wanda whispered. She cupped your cheek. “That’s my good pet. Just like that for mommy.” She looked into your eyes as she spoke to you, her voice a low comforting hum.
Wanda returned to her studying as you suckled her. She pulled down her top completely so both her breasts were uncovered for you, and another melodic moan left her as your lips wrapped around her other nipple. Your tongue flicked over the hardened buds occasionally, giving her pleasure as she gave you yours.
When she finally finished her work, Wanda spent the night forcing your head down as you deepthroated her strap, then laid you across her bed with your ass up in the air while she fucked your pussy exactly how you liked it, leaving you to be her braindead whore again, as was your natural state, drooling over her pillows.
Her cock laid snugly between your pussy folds throughout the night as the two of you fell into a deep gratifying slumber next to each other for the first time in a while. Wanda's fingers were in your mouth as you sucked them sleepily, and rested against your tongue between your parted lips overnight.
#wanda maximoff#wanda maximoff smut#wanda maximoff x you#wanda maximoff x reader#wanda maximoff x y/n#wanda x reader#marvel smut#wanda maximoff fanfiction#mommy wanda maximoff#marvel fanfiction
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Do you have any series fic rec? Or any one shots recs? Wanda of course!
Hi!
Yes, I do! But please be aware that I can have a bit of a twisted taste in fics sometimes, so it may not all be your thing.
So here we go...
maximotts wrote this cute and hot cowgirl Wanda story that I really enjoyed. Didn't see a title for it, sorry if I missed it. She has some interesting things to check out in general.
lis-likes-fics wrote an amazing fic called "Never knew you needed me"
It's long, it's a bit twisted, but also soft and a good read.
romanoffsbish and "Giving in to Temptations" was fun to read.
wmarximoff with "By the fireplace" is another twisted one that I really enjoyed reading. The same author has another story with even more questionable themes called "Dear child"
wndaswife and "Love thy neighbour" really captivated me.
lovehealsandlovehurts and "Only Mommy can see you like this" was a hot read.
natashaismylove answered a request with a very steamy fic called "Babysitting" that I enjoyed. She also wrote a darker, but very creative fic called "Forever" as a response to a very interesting request.
crystalxwitch and "Stress Relief II"
cthulhus-curse has many, but i really enjoyed her stepsister Wanda fic "De-Lovely". I also enjoyed "Far from home"
wandasbunny wrote a fic i have a deep appreciation for called "take me to your river"
maximillion wrote a fic about stoner Wanda called "Teddy Graham"
sxhnsuchtt and "Potion"
themidnightcrimson is very popular with a lot of interesting fics you can read, so I feel I can't skip her work. If you haven't yet, check her out too.
There are so many others of course and some authors who disabled their accounts or deleted their fics and series unfortunately... But this is a good start :) I hope you enjoy.
Again, I have a very specific taste in fics, so this may not be all for you.
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Awake
Pairing: wanda×reader
Warnings ⚠️ smut just smut ~no minors~
272 words
You're not sure what you heard first as you awaken your name, the panting or the vibrating. You hear your name again in a way you've never heard before it's full of something you're not sure what. "Right there y/n don't stop" you tense the words going straight to your slit, you risk a look and there she is, your stepsister wanda spread naked on her bed, positioned so you can see every movement, every stroke and every drop.
Ever since you've been back from uni wanda has been all over you, stroking you here, a little rub of the thigh there. You knew she missed you while you was away, but you didn't realise how much. You snap out your thoughts and back towards the luxurious sights before you, she hasn't noticed you yet you believe, its becoming increasingly uncomfortable as you make you're own mess.
She was getting close breathing becoming more unsteady hips rocking faster against her vibrator. Then again your name her thighs tense as you watch, her throbbing pussy is worked through its peak. You can't take it anymore the wetness, the need to touch her, to taste her.
As you stand and lock eyes with her all she does is give you a smug grin, was she planning this? For the first time since you've woke you take her all in, the freckles, her beautiful green eyes, her gorgeous orange hair, her naked form laid there with soft skin, You never want to leave.
You walk towards her bed and kneel, bringing your face to her core you whisper "I think you've made a mess let me help clean it."
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kinktober 2023
divider creds: @kimjiho1
oct 4 - hitchhiker!r x natasha romanoff
oct 7 - cnc - wandanat x reader
oct 10 - stockholm syndrome - kate bishop x reader
oct 13 - pegging - natasha romanoff
oct 16 - somnophilia - stepsister!wanda maximoff
oct 19 - milf!serialkiller!wanda maximoff x reader
oct 22 - scarlet witch x reader
oct 25 - double penetration - wandanat x reader
oct 28 - pervy!gyno!wanda maximoff x reader
oct 31 - dark!wanda maximoff x reader
#kinktober 2023#wanda maximoff x reader#natasha romanoff x reader#kate bishop x reader#wandanat x reader
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Updates in my Fairytale research that I thought were relevant
there’s a fairytale called The Fox and The Cat in which The Cat tricks The Fox into being hunted and killed by hounds and their human.
there’s also a fairytale called The Wolf and The Fox where The Fox kills the Wolf
The version of The Frog Prince where Gerard is thrown against a wall is also the version in which the Princess is spoiled and rude and just as selfish as he is (ELODY I SEE YOU)
in the Wanda Gag Translation of the Frog Prince, the Princess and the Prince are children and the Frog is someone who just wanted a playmate and it was only speculated that they got married not confirmed.
there are two wolves in Little Red Cap and while the first one is cut open by the Huntsman the second one is boiled alive by Red Cap and her Grandmother.
The fairytale The Golden Goose involves the youngest son of a pair of laborers meeting an “old grey man” who after sharing some beer and cakes with him points him in the direction of a Golden Goose which provides the youngest son with a windfall of fortune.
The Original Brothers Grimm version of Cinderella has no mention of Fairy Godmothers or talking mice, but birds do blind the Stepmother and her stepsisters.
There are seven fairies in the Sleeping Beauty of the Andrew Lang collection but thirteen in the original print, HOWEVER, the “Old Wicked Fairy” makes eight in the Andrew Lang one.
the opening pages of The Snow Queen involve a hobgoblin who has a mirror that shows the ugliness in the world, when he’s flying one day he drops it and it breaks into shards. some people got glass shards in their eyes and could only see the ugly side of things BUT SOME PEOPLE ended up with glass shards in their hearts which would turn their hearts to ice.
In both versions of the Frog Prince that I have, there is no mention of a kiss breaking the curse.
The Frog Prince is not actively rude or selfish in the fairytale he just imposes on her after the Princess loses her golden ball and then breaks her promise to play with him and be a companion to him after he retrieves it for her.
The Prince that wakes Sleeping beauty is one hundred years younger than her and when he finally wakes her, her entire castle and kingdom disappear in the Andrew Lang version.
However in the Original Grimm version, the briars are mentioned to be “as if they had hands” and the princes that got caught in them “died miserable deaths”
In the Andrew Lang version the Good Fairy is said to be the one who put everyone else in the palace to sleep and “gave her good dreams” but in the Grimm version there is no mention of her past the first page where she changes the curse
Animals are also much more present in the Andrew Lang version than the Grimm one.
In conclusion, I believe Rosamund’s original timeline was the Grimm version of the story and now she’s in the Andrew Lang version.
In contrast, I think Gerard was living the sanitized/Wanda gag version of the Frog Prince but is now in the Grimm version of the fairytale.
#neverafter#neverafter spoilers#neverafter speculation#neverafter theories#dimension 20 theories#listen I love fairytales okay??#I loved these books so much their pages are literally falling out#my brother giving me a complete book of grimm’s fairytales not knowing it would be so important one day
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Kinktober day 18
Pseudo incest, stepsisters, dubcon, somno
Wanda and Natasha hadn't really gotten along in the begin, like sisters often do so their parents had figured that they had to meddle and make them do as much together that they could.
Both of them would naturally grumble about it, every time they were forced to spend time together, well until Natasha had confined in Wanda about her nightmares and Wanda in return had invited her to her room at night.
It had been innocent at first, the brunette holding her while she slept, having her tightly pressed against her body, Wanda would sometimes press kisses to her exposed neck or shoulder but Natasha never questioned it.
The night it turned to something less innocent was eventful to say the least, Natasha had slipped into the younger woman's room and Wanda had wrapped her arms around her like usual, just this time her hand would slide by her boobs before settling right under her ribs, the other on her thigh.
Natasha hadn't thought much of it, instead falling asleep, her body tightly pressed into Wanda's warm body.
The next time she woke up it was when Wanda was fucking her, her pace careful enough to not wake her up but it was clear that she was losing any self control, her other hand squeezing and pulling at her boobs.
Natasha whined and squirmed against her, too tired to really do anything but squirm, the unfamiliarity of the situation almost making her cry.
"Shh, it's okay Natty, let your little sis use you" the blonde nodded tiredly, body relaxing as she let Wanda use her, soft kisses placed to her back and neck while her pace only grew more punishing.
Natasha whined, hips slowly starting to rut back against the younger woman, making Wanda smile against her.
"That's it, fuck yourself on my fingers" the blonde nodded and moaned, hips becoming more desperate in their movement.
"Fuck, you're so tight, clenching so tight around my fingers" Wanda groaned out making the older woman mewl and carefully turn around in her arms.
"Please" big pleading eyes looked up at the brunette, hands coming up to grip Wanda's shoulders as she desperately moved against the other woman's fingers.
"Cum for me, doll" Natasha nodded eagerly, head falling forward as she came with a loud moan, shaking as she was brought down from it and Wanda pulled her fingers out before pushing them into the older woman's mouth.
"Clean them" The blonde hummed, lips wrapping around the digits and sucking them clean, moans muffled by the fingers down her throat.
"That's it, my good girl" Natasha smiled happily, almost complaining when the younger woman pulled her fingers out but she was quickly silenced by a kiss and a tongue snaking into her mouth.
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