WARNING: G!P
You throw your arms around her and squeal delightfully. "I can't believe we're finally here. The plane ride felt too long." You stretch, feeling the satisfying crack in your back and neck. Wanda gathers your hand in hers before leading you off to the baggage claim. After collecting your bags, you make your way out of the airport into a reserved car with a driver holding a sign with her last name.
"Are you ready, my love?" Her fingers graze your cheek, pushing a stray piece of hair behind your ear. Smiling and nodding, you look out the window, mouth agape in awe of the European architecture you are driving past.
"I cannot wait to see everything. It's so beautiful already." Wanda places a soft kiss against your cheek, relishing in your excitement. The driver carefully weaves his way through traffic until he pulls over to a stop in front of a luxurious hotel. You exit the car, snatch your bags from the trunk and make your way inside. She heads to the front desk, checking you in as you stare at the magnificent ceiling.
"Coming, darling?" You hurry over to her by the elevator. It takes you to the top-floor penthouse, a typical European-style room complete with an elegant balcony. You rush onto it enthralled with the view that spans in front of you. Wanda comes up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you close. "What do you think?"
"It's so amazing! Thank you," you gush, facing her. She pulls your face to hers, capturing your plump lips with her own. Feeling her tongue begging for entrance along your bottom lip, you open to her easily, your tongues entwining. "Gods... I think you need a reward for bringing me here," you husks out.
"Oh, really? What did you have in mind, my love?" Without answering, you lower your hand to her crotch, rubbing her through her jeans. She moans softly. "Fuck... that feels good." You continue to rub her, feeling her cock harden underneath your fingers. Undoing the button and zipper on her jeans, you slide your hand over her boxer shorts, her bulge twitching from the contact.
"So hard for me already?"
"Yes, baby. All for you." Your hand finds its way under her boxers, feeling the small patch of pubic hair she keeps around her base. Gripping her, you unfurl her erection from her pants, beginning a steady rhythm of pumping her. "Shit, baby. On the balcony? You are naughty," she gasps out, the pleasure from your hand coursing through her.
"I know you love the thrill, Wanda. The thought of possibly getting caught..." You smirk, her cock reacting to your words. "Tell me you want me to suck your cock right here. Tell me how much you'd love for everyone to see you getting your cock sucked." She groans as your fingers brush over the tip of her member.
"Please, Y/N. Suck my cock...please. I want everyone to know." Her words come out in short rasps as she grips the balcony railing. "I need everyone to see you suck my cock." You kneel down, taking the head of her cock into your mouth, sucking hard. "Oh, fuck!"
"Good girl, I wanna hear you." You continue to suck her tip, using your fingers to fondle her balls through the cotton of her boxers. Licking down her shaft, you use the flat of your tongue to run it down the underside before kissing the tip. Feeling Wanda's eyes boring into you, you glances up at her, smirking. You take a breath before slowly taking her into your mouth. Relaxing your throat, you pushes her in all the way until your nose reaches her pubes. Wanda grabs your hair, pulling it and making you moan.
"O-ohhh, fuck, Y/N..." You begin to bob your head, the tip of her cock hitting the back of your throat each time. "I-I'm getting close." Picking up your pace, you lower her jeans a bit more to caress her balls again. You use your other hand to pump her as your mouth works her tip. "Gonna come," she warns throatily.
