𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐍.𝐑-𝐖.𝐌

𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 - 𝐒

Two updates in one day? Not normal gays🤨🤨🤨

"Fuck, Wanda!" Natasha squealed.

She could feel Wanda's bare tits against her back, her arms wrapped around her front. Both girls were sitting up, Natasha perched between her girlfriend's spread legs. Wanda's hands were working, one groping the redhead's chest roughly, while the other thrust three fingers deep into her dripping pussy.

"You've been such a good girl, baby," Wanda cooed gently.

Natasha groaned again, trying to press her thighs together.

"Nu uh, baby girl," Wanda scolded, moving her hand from Natasha's nipple to force her legs back apart. "Good girls keep their legs open, remember?" she said sweetly. "Don't you want to be a good girl? You've been doing so well..."

"I, uh - fuck - yes, Wanda!" Natasha stammered.

They had spent hours like this, Wanda stimulating her clit, roughly pinching her nipples, fucking her pussy over and over. It was so, so close to too much - but when Wanda kept praising her like that, telling her what a good girl she was, how could she possibly say no?

"That's right," Wanda whispered, as Natasha jerkily spread her legs further. "I know you can keep going. I know you can be good for me. But, since you were bad for a second there..." she trailed off, removing her fingers from inside her girlfriend and moving to her clit.

Natasha groaned loudly. "Wanda - ah - fuck," was all she managed to choke out.

"I know baby," her girlfriend murmured, "You're so sensitive... Poor thing, you probably can't bear me touching you, can you?" she paused, awaiting the redhead's answer, but all the followed was a meek whimper. "What was that, baby? Behave and use your words," she chastised.

"Too. Much."

Wanda paused. "Nat, do you need to use your safeword?"

Natasha's answer came quickly. "No."

"Then I'm going to keep touching you, and you're going to let me. Right, gorgeous?"

"Yes, Wanda."

"And why's that? What are you?"

"Because I'm a good girl," Natasha gasped, just as Wanda's hand regained contact with her core.

"That's right. You're a good girl..." Wanda purred. "Such a good girl." She continued to rub circles on her clit, driving the girl quickly towards orgasm. "That's why you're dripping wet, isn't it? Your pussy's all wet because you love being so well behaved. Good thing you took those panties off; They'd be ruined now, wouldn't they?"

Natasha's eyes opened long enough for her to glance at the lacy underwear long discarded on the floor.

"Oh wait," Wanda laughed "- they already were!"

"Wanda, I..." Natasha began, before being overcome with a sound almost like a sob.

"Are you gonna cum, beautiful? That's good, I love it when you cum for me. That's a good girl..." Wanda coaxed the girl through what felt like her millionth orgasm of the day, Natasha overwhelmed, overstimulated, and almost screaming.

Wanda didn't stop for a second, opting instead to continue firmly stroking her girlfriend's clit. "Is it sensitive baby?" she asked gently.

"Yes!" Natasha choked out.

"Good." Wanda said harshly, before her voice turned sweet again. "You're gonna keep taking it though, aren't you baby? You're going to be my good girl and let me keep touching you?"

"Yes." Natasha repeated, compliant as ever.

"Perfect, my beautiful girl..."

It wasn't long before Natasha's next orgasm came crashing over her, Wanda holding her still as she twitched and shuddered - and actually screamed this time.

"Wanda! Fuck! I - ah - Fuck!" she cried as Wanda held her, calmly hushing her the whole time, but nevertheless continuing to work on her sensitive nub.

"Shh, baby girl, there's a good girl, it's okay... shh... Can you do one more? For me? Can my good girl do one more?"

Natasha nodded.

"What did I say about using your words?"

She tried again. "Y-Yes," she stuttered, "I can do one more."

The redhead let out a thankful sigh as Wanda took her right hand away from her heat - but her relief was short-lived. Wanda immediately replaced it with her left and brought up her now free hand, pressing her dripping fingers to red lips. "Clean them." She said simply.

Natasha groaned around Wanda's fingers, doing her best to keep her hips still under the nearly unbearable ministrations against her oversensitive clit.

Wanda leaned in and began whispering in her ear. "Good girl, Natasha. Just one more orgasm for me. Just one more, you'll do it for me right? You're such a good girl. Cumming over and over for me. Letting me wreck you like this. God, you're so well behaved. Can you take my fingers deeper?"

Upon feeling her girlfriend tip her head back to better accommodate, the brunette pushed her fingers down, further into her throat. "Good fucking girl."

Natasha felt the movements against her tortured clit becoming rougher and jerkier, knew that Wanda was enjoying having her in this fucked out, over stimulated state. The praise Wanda was whispering to her was driving her ever closer to orgasm.

"Cum for me, good girl," Wanda commanded, removing her fingers from Natasha's mouth and plunging them immediately straight into her pussy.

Natasha exploded, pleasure wracking through her body, screaming out a mantra of "Fuck, Wanda!" over and over until she felt herself go limp and slump back into the front of her girlfriend's body.

Wanda removed her hands in an instant, slowly moving from behind Natasha to let her lie down, before lying next to her.

"Are you okay baby? That one seemed pretty intense," she asked.

"I'm okay, Wands," Natasha responded faintly. Her eyes remained closed as Wanda stroked her arm to bring her back and let her know she was there.

After a minute of silence, Wanda got up. "I'll get some water, is there anything else you need?" she asked, gazing lovingly at her blissed-out girlfriend.

"Say it again?" Natasha asked quietly.

Wanda grinned before leaning in to kiss her on the forehead.

"Good girl."