Secrets

Tell Mommy What You Want

Warnings- 18+ Smut (Mommy Kink, Orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, rough strap on sex, praise and degrading, thigh riding, crying during sex, choking, brief hair pulling and spanking), dark thoughts, small amount of angst (?)

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Why when we do our darkest deeds do we tell?
They burn in our brains, become a living hell
'Cause everybody tells
Everybody tells

When the door swung open, the shy smile on your face fell at the deadly look you were met with, her hand clasping at your shirt and dragging you into the motel room. With a slam, your back hit the door, her lips meeting yours just as roughly while her hands wasted no time in travelling down your body, slipping under your skirt and sliding your panties to the side.

"Fuck Wanda," you moaned into her mouth, her lips silencing your desperate plea as arousal clouds your mind, body melting into her touch. Her tongue dominates your mouth, a whimper leaving you at her actions as her fingers circle your clit before sliding through the slick that had swiftly built between your thighs.

"Already so wet," she mumbles, a moan escaping you at the mere tone of her voice, her eyes peering down into yours. You were hypnotised by the green of her eyes, the pure lust and desire swirling in them.

You both hold eye contact as she thrusts two fingers straight inside you, a guttural noise ripped out of you while your head lolls back against the door, her pace relentless. Her slender digits slide in and out of you in the perfect rhythm, curling them at just the right spots to have you whimper and whine her name pathetically. You can feel the smirk playing on her lips as her mouth litters your neck in hot-opened mouth kisses, the sensation burning pleasantly into your skin.

Your legs soon give in, the pleasure coursing through your body too much as you feel your orgasm quickly approaching. Wanda notices how your pussy clenches around her, spasming at the way her fingers pump in and out of you expertly, and moves her head to face yours, her free hand reaching to the back of your head, fingers threading through your head and tugging on it to make you look into her eyes.

"Look at me Detka," she rasps out, her eyes significantly darker than before, jaw clenching. Your eyes meet hers, another wave of arousal crashing powerfully over you at the pure dominance radiating off of her. A groan leaves her lips at the filthy sounds of your wetness, a broken moan escaping you when you can feel your orgasm about to tear through your body.

"Fuck, I'm close," your tone is nothing but submissive, the desperate tone almost able to change Wanda's mind. Almost. "Wanda please, please can I come?" Your hands reach out to her hips, clutching onto her as if your life depended on it.

"Oh Detka," she chuckles out teasingly, a sinister tone taking over her voice as you watch how her eyes switch to something...primal. "Did you really think I wouldn't know?" she rasps out at the shell of your ear, biting down before letting out another malicious chuckle that sent a shiver running down your spine.

"Know what?" your tone nervous as her hand moves from your hair to your throat, her head tilting slightly and oh fuck.

"Don't play games with me Dorogaya," she grits out, her fingers still sliding into your dripping cunt, legs starting to shake as you try to clamp your thighs around her hand. "What did I tell you yesterday?" she muses, kissing you roughly once more, biting down on your lip to hear you let out that pitiful noise she loves so much. She hums cockily when you don't respond, simply sliding her fingers out of you, the whine that left you instantly being silenced by her pointed look, frustration filling you at being denied your release. "I said this," her hand spanks your core, hips bucking off the wall abruptly while a loud moan is torn from the back of your throat, "Was mine."