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As the heavy amphitheater door closed loudly behind her, Natasha sighed, utterly relieved that her day was finally over. Her exams were far from finished and yet, she was already exhausted from the lack of sleep and the stress of failing. She couldn't wait to enjoy her summer break with her girlfriend once the week would be over.
Sighting once more, she made her way towards the parking lot to reach her old Ford. She turned the engine on and drove off directly to Wanda's house, impatient to see her and melt in her embrace after this interminable day.
Fifteen minutes later, the redhead opened the front door of the house and settled down her bag before searching for her girlfriend. Said woman was in the kitchen, pouring herself some tea while softly humming. Natasha approached her quickly and kissed her cheek lovingly before greeting her, “Hi детка, how was your day?”
As she swirled on her feet, Wanda's beaming smile illuminated the dim room. She wrapped her arms around the redhead's shoulders, enveloping her in a warm embrace. She took the time to gently smell her silk and soft hair before answering, “Nice and calm, how did the social psych exam go?”
Natasha shrugged as a response, face still hidden in the crook of the other's neck, and suddenly noticed how silent and tidy the house was. With a frown, she asked, “Where are the boys?”
Wanda shot her a surprised glance before explaining with a concerned voice, “Vision came earlier to pick them up, it's his week. I told you about it last night, you forgot?”
A vague memory reached the forefront of Natasha's brain, allowing her to recall their conversation from the previous night. With a sigh, she lowered her head slightly and put a hand on her forehead. “Right, right, I remember now. Sorry, my mind's solely focused on the finals these days.” She glanced up to meet with one eye Wanda's vibrant and compassionate gaze.
“It's okay, don't worry.” The older woman stroked her cheek affectionately and kissed her temple lightly. “I ordered for tonight's dinner, it should be ready for 8pm.”
“Thank you детка, you're the best.” The redhead beamed, so grateful her girlfriend was taking care of everything for them while she finished her school year.
“I'm gonna study for a bit then before dinner, tomorrow is analysis for cog neuro.” She half-growled while settling on the couch and opening her notes and books.
A long hour of study later, the delivery guy came and they ate their meal, mostly animated by Wanda's stories and rambles which Natasha gratefully listened to, as amazed as always by how perfect her girlfriend was and how happy she was with her.
Once the plates were empty, the redhead was shooed out of the kitchen by the older woman who insisted on cleaning on her own. Therefore, she settled down on the couch again to continue her reviews, which was proving more and more difficult as the evening progressed.
She was soon joined by Wanda who silently gestured for her to move her legs for a moment so she could sit under Natasha's calves, now resting comfortably on her own lap.
Wanda picked up her abandoned novel from the coffee table and resumed her reading. Not even thirty minutes later, she could see that the younger woman was struggling to concentrate, her gaze fixated on the same page and looking like she was studying the same paragraph over and over as if she couldn't understand it at all.
The witch carefully lifted her calves and repositioned herself on the couch, hearing a low groan coming up from the other end. Repressing an amused grin, the former Avenger kneeled between her girlfriend's legs, her face impassive.
Alerted by the sudden movement, Natasha eyed her suspiciously from behind her book. “Wanda, what are you doing?”
“You seem all tense sweetheart, I'm gonna help you relax a bit so you can sleep and have a good night's rest.”
“I'll go to bed right after I've finished this essay, I need to review it to be ready for tomorrow.”
“You can keep reading baby, I don't mind.” The older woman soothed with a sweet voice.
“Oh okay then.” The redhead was surprised at first but let it slide easily to focus back on her book.
Wanda enabled a little smirk to grace her pretty features as she got comfortable on her knees, letting her ass rest on the back of her thighs. She wanted to be able to last for a long time there.
Her deft fingers settled on one of the younger woman's calves and started massaging the muscles there, going profoundly with the help of her magic to undo the knots she found. She kneaded from the ankle to the knee before switching to the other leg, spending long minutes on every member. A few sights of contentment indicated the effectiveness of her actions as she scooted a bit closer, moving on her girlfriend's thighs.
On the same slow path as initially, she worked her way up from each knee to the upper thighs. Her plan was going even more smoothly than expected as Natasha had gotten rid of her jeans earlier on, leaving her only in panties to be more comfortable.
Once she had reached her target, Wanda rested her hands flat on the other woman's upper thighs, letting the mystery of her intentions remain a little bit longer, and lowered her head towards her goal.
The witch's warm breath reverberated on Natasha's undies. Not able to stay patient any further, she gave her clothed pussy a long, bold and pressured stroke with her tongue, earning herself an airy gasp from the distracted girl. Suppressing a cocky smile, Wanda let out a deep moan while pressing her lips to the fabric, creating a small vibration there.
“W-Wanda!” The redhead arched her back and reflexively opened her legs a bit more, offering her girlfriend more room to work with, and more leverage on her thighs. The book she was holding in her hand fell on the rug with a soft thud, completely forgotten.
Ignoring her, the witch resumed her licks, focusing them on her clit, putting more and more pressure as Natasha's sighs and little muscle spasms became more frequent. Wanda even racked her teeth lightly against the fabric, forcing a barely concealed whimper out of the other woman, who gripped with one hand her auburn hair and the couch in the other.
After nearly half an hour of that sweet torture, the redhead's undies were completely soaked and clinging entirely to her swollen pussy. The indirect stimulation was very pleasurable but not enough to make her cum.
“Wanda, please, I can't take it anymore. Make me come now.” Natasha almost begged as her hold on the couch turned her knuckles white.
Moving slightly away from her center, Wanda retorted in a sharp tone, “That's not my name. Try asking nicely this time, and maybe I'll consider indulging you.”
A new whimper nearly escaped Natasha's lips, but she stopped it just in time. She swallowed with difficulty and enunciated in a shaky voice, “Please, Mommy, please make me come. I need you so badly, please.”
Wanda hid a triumphant smile behind a faux pondering expression, “Mmhm that's a lot better sweetheart, let's see what we can do.”
The witch gazed back at her leaking pussy and very slowly peeled the ruined fabric off her soaked center, forcing the redhead to feel every inch of it detaching itself, creating a tiny friction just where she needed it.
Natasha started squirming and the grip of Wanda's left hand on her thigh became ironclad, silently requiring her to stop moving. The authoritative hold of her fingers on her efficiently made the younger woman halt any movements.
Once her panties were separated from her burning pussy, Wanda pushed them to the side, giving herself enough room to enjoy eating her girlfriend out to her heart's contempt. She lowered her head again and hardened her tongue to lay it flat directly against her clit.
A louder gasp escaped Natasha's lips, and her thighs twitched under the woman's hands. The wet, warm feeling of this skillful tongue made the redhead see stars, she could sense that she wouldn't last long on that treatment after being teased for so long.
Wanda kept stroking her clit, alternating between up and down motions and tight circles with her muscle. She hardened and softened her tongue repeatedly against it, relentlessly stimulating it to bring her closer to her release.
After a few minutes, just when she felt Natasha stumbled upon the edge of her orgasm, Wanda took her clit between her swollen lips and sucked hard on the engorged bud, flicking the tip of her tongue on it.
The redhead came with a cry, her whole body spasming as her thighs closed reflexively. She sensed Wanda growled against her twitching clit as she struggled to maintain Natasha's legs down while keeping her strong sucks to help her ride her climax and make it last as long as possible.
When she felt Natasha's hand tug her hair back to get her away from her sensitive pussy, Wanda reluctantly recoiled and licked her swollen lips, savoring her girlfriend's juices for a bit longer. She stared at her disheveled and fucked out state before crawling up to kiss her messily. Her long auburn locks falling in cascades around their heads as they sloppily French kissed in a battle of tongues, their teeth randomly clanking together while Natasha tasted herself on the witch's lips.
As they parted to catch their breaths, the younger woman took it upon herself to clean Wanda's soaked chin from her juices, kissing and licking her glistening skin, before descending to nip her neck lightly.
A lecherous smile graced Wanda's face as she murmured directly in her ear, “I'm not done with you baby.”
Natasha gasped at the implication, her body tensing up a bit as she was still recovering from her long orgasm.
“Don't worry, I'll be gentle, I know you're all sensitive down there.”
“Mommy…” She whimpered pitifully.
“Shhh I'm gonna take care of you sweetheart, just let yourself feel good for me.” The witch cooed, interrupting her whines.
Wanda lazily trailed her left hand from her girlfriend's still spasming thigh to her pussy, running her fingers lightly on her folds to lube her digits.
She traced them through the swollen and pulsing flesh, itching them deeper and deeper until she was met with the redhead's entrance. Wanda slowly inched the tip of her middle and ring fingers inside, making Natasha whine at the stimulation.
“You're doing so good baby, let me hear you.” She reassured with a sweet and profound voice directly in Natasha's reddening ear.
The witch eased her digits gradually inside her girlfriend's pussy, not wanting to overstimulate her too much. Once she was knuckled deep, she gave her a bit of time to adjust to the feeling.
After a moment, she started pumping her fingers in and out, occasionally bending them within her to brush the spongy spot in her walls, earning broken and breathy moans.
Wanda closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the whole moment, her ears tingling from the delectable sounds escaping her girlfriend's mouth and throat as well as the sweetly slick ones emanating from her soaked entrance. She thought those sounds were the prettiest she'll ever hear in her life.
She reveled in the tight, wet and warm grip of those walls on her fingers, randomly squeezing so hard she couldn't thrust anymore and making her wrist burn deliciously.
All too soon, she had to open her eyes again to gaze at Natasha's features, feeling her pussy spamming more frequently around her, signaling her impending orgasm.
“Are you close, sweetheart?”
Natasha nodded her head frantically, her mouth slightly agape and her lids firmly closed.
“Aw, you can't even speak anymore. That's fine baby I got you.” Wanda cooed in a gentle and caring voice, contrasting starkly with her fingers’ rough actions. This time, she couldn't suppress the wide smile spreading on her face at the fucked-out state of her girlfriend.
The witch forced her hand to a faster path, making sure to hit her sweet spot with a curl of her digits every time she thrusted. Her green eyes raking Natasha’s blissed out expression, soaking in her beauty.
After only a few minutes, the redhead let out a loud and long moan, her nails painfully digging in the witch's back as she came a second time. Her head was thrown back as her walls clamped down on Wanda's fingers, making it impossible for her to move inside anymore. So, she rubbed the tip of her thumb in circles on the younger woman's clit, effectively prolonging her high.
Once her orgasm was ridden out, Natasha's muscles all relaxed, her thighs twitching randomly as her head rolled gently from side to side, her brain trying to recover from two mind-shattering climaxes in a row.
Wanda gave her a minute before very slowly removing her thumb from her clit and extracting her fingers from her soaked pussy. Natasha let out a whine at the nearly painful feeling, which her girlfriend shushed gently giving her cheeks and forehead sweet kisses as she did.
“You did so good baby, I'm very proud of you.” Wanda murmured in between pecks, the tip of her nose reverently brushing her sweaty skin.
The older woman kept cuddling her, whispering sweet nothings in her still red ear, caressing her hair and kissing her face softly. The redhead's eyes were now closed as she let herself enjoy the loving attention from her girlfriend.
After a while, Wanda delicately extricated herself from her wrapped position around Natasha, provoking groans and huffs out of her at the loss of comfort.
The redhead opened a tired eye to watch the witch standing up, a cute smile plastered across her visage before she turned on her heels and entered their bedroom a few feet away.
Natasha's brain was now too slow to make the effort to truly understand what her girlfriend was doing so she plopped her head back on the couch, her lids closing again.
She was still too engrossed in her own mind to pick up Wanda's soft footsteps on the carpet. She did though feel the sofa dipping where Wanda supported herself but didn't bother to open her eyes.
When clicking and ruffling sounds started resonating in the silent room, the redhead's brows furrowed, confused on what Wanda was doing. Then she felt something encircling her hips and her hazy brain recognized the sensation as her eyes pried open and her gaze fell on the strap on Wanda was currently securing on her.
“Wanda, what-” Natasha began asking in a whisper before she got interrupted with a finger on her mouth.
“Aw, I know you're tired baby but Mommy still hasn't come. And I'm very wet from how slutty and delicious you felt.” To prove her point, the older woman picked her hand to press it on her clothed soaked center, making a low growl escape from Natasha's throat at the sensation.
“Do you wanna make Mommy feel good sweetheart?” Wanda grabbed her jaw to direct her green gaze directly in the redhead's matching one. With an eager nod, Natasha agreed silently, making the witch's smile grow even more. “Good girl. Don't worry baby, you won't have a lot to do Mommy will take care of everything, just look pretty for me.”
Wanda straddled her girlfriend's lap swiftly after getting rid of her clothes with a flick of her wrist. She put her hands on her shoulders and lifted herself up above the strap while Natasha grabbed it to angle it towards her entrance.
The older woman lowered her hips until her pussy welcomed two inches inside. A loud gasp, quickly turned into a deep moan erupted from Natasha's mouth as she felt not only the base of the toy's usual pressure on her center, but also a warm, wet and tight sensation in her body where the fake dick was.
“Wanda!”
“Do you like it, baby? I thought you'd enjoy being able to feel me wrapped around you.” The witch asked in a breathy chuckle, her green eyes twinkling with mischief and a hint of red.
The redhead felt hot white pleasure run to her spine as more inches of the strap entered the wet and warm heat of her girlfriend. She could certainly understand now why men were so quick to cum with how good it felt. She sensed she would come before Wanda had even bottomed her out, so she closed her eyes tightly and greeted her teeth in concentration to hold it. Her hands flew to Wanda's waist, clutching firmly in an attempt to ground herself and take back a bit of control on the situation.
Mere moments later, she sensed the back of the witch's thighs touch her hips as her pussy welcomed the entire fake cock. She let out a shaky breath as she tried to get her wits back despite the hot pleasure coursing her veins as the toy seemed to pulse inside her immobile girlfriend.
Her rest was short-lived as she saw Wanda start moving her hips slightly, causing her pussy to clamp on her reflexively. Stars lightened behind her eyelids as she felt the heavenly sensation of Wanda's tight walls squeezing the whole length of her strap when she lifted herself up again. The witch pulled out very slowly, wanting Natasha to feel every inch of her dick being cling onto by her heat. Once only the tip was left inside, she lowered her hips down again, her path only very slightly quickening.
“Baby, how does it feel to be inside me like that?” Wanda asked in a very sweet voice, enjoying herself as much from teasing her girlfriend than from the long-awaited stimulation in her pussy.
“G-good, feels good.” Natasha half-stuttered a response, her brows crunched and features tensed with concentration.
“Only good?” Wanda inquired further, a faux pouting air plastered across her face.
“Great! It feels great, it's amazing Wanda.” The younger woman almost shouted in her haste to reassure her girlfriend.
Once the ecstasy of the first feeling of Wanda's soaked pussy wrapped tightly around her passed, Natasha felt the deep urge to move and increase the stimulation on her strap.
All her prior tiredness evaporated to carnal desperation as she gave short, hard thrusts up with her hips, completely letting her instincts take control of the situation.
She knew she'll come again very soon, both the sensation of Wanda's walls clinging on her not so fake dick and her sensitivity from her previous orgasms were too much for her. Her lunges became sloppier and messier by the minute as she felt the familiar pressure in her lower stomach settling.
Her hands’ grip on the witch's waist tightened as she rolled her hips against the other woman’s in hopes to stimulate her girlfriend's spot as her cock hit her walls repeatedly. Hearing Wanda’s higher moans, she guessed it had the desired effect and kept bringing her rolling movements.
“Keep going baby, I'm about to come.” Wanda almost yelled, her head slightly tilted back and nails digging painful half-moons in the redhead's shoulders.
“Me too.” Natasha grunted back, chasing her peak desperately now, her thrusts becoming even sloppier as she got closer.
As her stomach tightened impossibly, Natasha felt the carnal urge to bury herself as deep as she could in her pussy. She gripped her girlfriend's waist even harder as she pulled her down while sending her hips up, slamming their sweaty skins together and shoving her strap farther than it has ever been in her heat.
The coil in her guts snapped as she cummed hard and deep in Wanda. A voracious warmth spread itself in her, starting from her pussy and engulfing her whole body in a pleasurable high. She opened her eyes and mouth in a silent cry as she rode her climax with short thrusts inside.
Wanda came almost in sync, the animalistic way Natasha was gripping her hips and fucking her juices deep in her sent over the edge. A long and loud moan escaped her throat as she grinded back and forth to stimulate further her clit on the base of the toy, prolonging her orgasm.
They kept grinding and thrusting into each other until their respective highs cleared out. Natasha laid her whole body back, completely spent after three climaxes in such a short time, her muscles burning and twitching randomly while her pussy was on fire and leaking like crazy.
Wanda unclenched her aching fingers from the redhead's broken skin, hearing a feeble wince as she did. Supporting herself with her hands on the sofa, she slowly unsheathed herself from the enchanted toy in her, grimacing slightly as she did from the overstimulation in her sensitive pussy. With a flick of her wrist, she made the harness disappear and clumsily stood up to fetch a cloth to cleanse them both while her girlfriend was still trying to catch her breath.
Once they were clean and fresh again, Wanda cuddled against the other woman lovingly, wrapping her arms around her and guiding Natasha's head to lay on her chest. While pressing soft kisses on her temples, she whispered in a tender voice, “How are you feeling sweetheart?”
“Mmhm fine, just tired.” Natasha mumbled drowsily, opening one green eye to look at Wanda's face, “You?”
Wanda let out a little giggle before responding, “I'm okay baby, we should move to the bed now before we fall asleep here though.”
“Yeah, yeah, in a minute.”
“You'll be already snoring in a minute, come on.” The witch nudged her until the redhead reluctantly stood up on wobbly legs and walked like a zombie to their bed to plop herself under the covers.
When Wanda spooned her on the mattress, Natasha was already half asleep and didn't feel the light kiss on the shell of her ear nor heard the sweet voice whispering, “Спокойной ночи, любимая.” (Good night my love)