I should be in class

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Ok EXCUSE me.. Short and sweet because I'd rather be reading Nat smuts than do my maths.

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You clutch at the glass of wine, watching Natasha stalking toward you. Her eyes hold you captive in their mesmerizing green, her teeth bared like a predator. And you, her helpless prey.

"That was quite the stunt u pulled out there." She stops right in front of where you're sat, hands clamped around your solitary glass. You can hardly look at her, but she lifts ur face up with the lightest push of her finger.

"Wasn't it?"
"Y-yes.."

"Yes what?" Her tone is sharp, the words resonating in your ears....and down there.
"Y-yes mommy."

The smirk tugging at the corners of her lips tell you she's enjoying this. Beads of perspiration trickle down your neck.
"Sweetheart, the ice is melting."
You look at the glass in ur hands, your knuckles are white with the force you're holding on to it.

Nat plucks the drink from your hands. "Open your mouth," she commands.
You let ur jaw drop, waiting.
Natasha sips your drink, setting the glass back down. Mouth still full, in one fluid motion she straddles your lap, pressing her lips to yours.

She holds on to the back of your neck, pouring the warm wine from her mouth to yours. "Swallow," she whispers.

You quickly gulp down the liquid, moaning as she starts grinding against you. One hand still wrapped tight around your neck, she reaches her free hand down, dipping her index finger into your panties.

Unable to contain yourself, you moan out loud. "Oh Nat...please..." Her finger keeps circling your clit, in agonizingly slow motions. You buck your hips into her hand, causing her to still.

"No! No wait! Keep going!" You say, the sexual frustration obvious in the way you whine.

"Y/N, baby...tell me.. Have you been a good enough girl for me to give you what you want?"
"By but i-"
"Have you?"
"No, but-"

"Shh" she flicks ur clit, getting up and off your lap. From her purse, she pulls out a small purple vibrator.
Crap. Its the one she can control on her phone.

Nat pulls u up and parts your legs, hitching your dress up. She quickly slips the tip of the vibrator into your pussy, and then rams the rest in, pulling a cry from you.

"You," she husks, letting the dress fall back, "are going to go back out there. And make small talk with Tony's many acquaintances, while I.... I'm gonna have some fun with you."

She taps on her phone and your pussy sparks to life, making you weak in the knees. She sets it to the lowest setting.

You take a step forward, testing it out and as you move, the device moves with you, massaging your insides in a heavenly way. It takes all your willpower not to collapse then and there.

Oh god...its going to be a long, long night..

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