A few years after Westview Agatha and Wanda meet up again. Agatha was going to kill Wanda, but Agatha has a thing for MILF's so...read on to figure out what I had written here but deleted :)
Wanda POV
Sitting on the porch of my mountain home and I can see my boys playing peacefully with each other. This is the life that I wanted...peace and tranquility for my family...not what happened in Westview. If I ever saw Agatha again I'd probably kill her where she stands. As I watch Billy and Tommy play, a cloud in the distance catches my eyes...although I know it's not a cloud...I know that it's Agatha, who knows maybe she wants to actually die this time. Although I don't know why she'd come to me when I left her behind in Westview.
As her cloud comes closer I get more defensive, without alerting the boys. As soon as Agatha is standing in front of me, Billy and Tommy turn their attention to me and Agatha while also getting defensive. I send a fake smile to Agatha while also asking her what she's doing here. She asks if we can speak in private, and although I don't want to leave my boys, I also don't want to go anywhere with her.
Walking inside my home I tell Agatha to wait on the couch while I go and change. As I'm pulling my shirt off my head I feel a presence behind me quickly followed by a hand around my mouth and another around my stomach. I can hear Agatha whispering in my ear but I can't focus on it...all I can focus on is the strange feeling of something poking my back. I go to turn around to figure out what's stabbing me, but Agatha hold me tighter while telling me that I'll find out what that is.
With her hand still around my mouth, Agatha's other hand slips lower and lower until she is cupping my core and I'm trying so hard to not grind my hips against her hand. As I'm not pushing her away she takes the message to carry on and she starts to circle my clit with her fingers. Oh God this feels good. 'Mmmmmm' I moan. Agatha's ministrations on my clit increase and she goes faster and faster. My moans are now flowing freely out of my mouth just like how my juices are flowing freely out of my pussy.
Agatha must be able to feel my wetness because she moves her hand lower and she pushes 1 finger in my pussy while groaning at how wet I am. Adding more speed and power I'm slowly struggling to stand upright from the pleasure. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to my release and Agatha can clearly tell because she uses her feet to spread my legs wide and she starts to finger me so hard and fast that my juices start to heavily coat her hand while also flood down my legs. Agatha leans towards my ear and whispers the one word that I've been waiting for. 'Cum' she tells me, and do just that...in fact I cum so much that I start to squirt and it goes everywhere.
Feeling like I could pass out from the amazing sensation, Agatha leads me to the bed, pushing me to lie down. She positions me to be where she wants me, bending my knees and she proceeds to get in between my legs. I didn't know what she was doing until I felt something strong and wet come in contact with my pussy. I quickly look down to see that Agatha is cleaning up my juices from when she made me cum just from my fingers. I moan loudly and I'm thanking every god that exists that my bedroom is soundproof.
Her tongue dips inside my hole and the feelings that she's giving me is actually better that what Vision could give me. Don't get me wrong, he knew what he was doing with his fingers but that's it...his fingers were the best thing about him - and he was a great father. Getting back to my current situation I can feel how long her tongue is, I can feel it probing my cervix and I'm just hoping that it, 'OOHhhh GOOOOooood' I moan out as I can feel her tongue go further inside me as she passes my cervix. This feels absolutely incredible and I don't want this feeling to end - even if she is the enemy...right now that isn't any concern of mine.
After she's cleaned me up - again, she gets off the bed and starts to take her clothes off. Starting with her cloak I can feel the anticipation bubbling inside of me waiting for her to strip completely. I cant wait to pull her onto me and to grind our pussies together. Even the thought of grinding causes a new flood wave to flow out of me and onto the bed. While I was in dreamland I failed to notice that all Agatha was wearing were boxers...wait boxers, now I'm very confused.
