More than one night

Bonus chapter 1

Pov y/n

"Come on, sweetheart, you can do it." Wanda encourages in a soft voice. I whimper and push my head back against her shoulder. 

"You're doing so well." Natasha praises, her hand softly brushing my bare thigh. I want to glare at her but that's hard at the brink of an orgasm. 

My fingers keep thrusting in and out of my like they have been doing for a little while now. I'm desperate to come and at the same time I don't want to. Mainly because I want them to touch me. To bring me to the orgasm and finger me. But they aren't, they are just watching, encouraging me. 

Wanda's arms are around my waist, her hands resting on my naked stomach, her legs framing mine. She could touch me very easily but she doesn't. Still, the position gives me comfort and something to hold on to with my free hand. My nails dig into her thigh but she doesn't care very much.
Natasha is sitting right next to me, her hand on my thigh, comforting and teasing at the same time. She is so close to where I want her to touch me but she won't.

 It's something they wanted to try with me. It's new and got me blushing and would be a little embarrassing if it wasn't for their constant praise and encouragement. Mutual masturbation is hot and can be amazing, but this is just me touching myself while they watch with gleeful and aroused eyes. I did agree to this and it is hot to be admired by the two of them while I work my fingers in and out of me. Despite them not touching me, they are still in control here, which I allowed them to do.

The instructions were clear, just penetration, no touching of my clit or curling my fingers against my spot. It's pleasurable torture and quite frankly arousing. The way they look at me and give me their full attention is hot and turning me on. Even if fingering myself isn't as great as when they do it, it's still good.

Natasha's hand on my thigh tightens to keep it from shaking as I moan out and tremble over the edge. The pleasure hits me, stealing my breath and making my heart race.

"Keep moving." Wanda whispers, her hand on my wrist now, helping me move. It's better than nothing but her touch would still be so much better.

"Please." I whine, riding out the last aftershock, feeling a soft tingling at the sensitivity that's starting to form. 

"Please what?" Natasha asks, drawing circles into my thigh as if she didn't know what I wanted. I look at her with pleading eyes.

"Touch me." I almost beg. She hums and lets her hand travel closer to where I am hot and aching. But then she trails her fingers away again, leaning forward to kiss me instead.

"But you're doing so well." She tells me, kissing the tip of my nose and sitting back again. I whine, wanting them to touch me. 

"Be a good girl and keep going." Wanda murmurs, kissing the shell of my ear. A shudder runs through my body at her words. 

The entire situation feels dirty and so erotic, my body is fired up and aches for more. Especially my clit asks to be touched. I could touch it but I trust they know what they do when requesting what I do. At any point, I could tell them I want to switch or them to touch me for real and I know they would. We talked this through before. 

"Curl your fingers, darling, find that sweet spot." Nat says, her hand hot on my thigh and her voice smooth and sultry. I do as told and arch into my own hand when I find my spot. 

"Now, I'm sure you can pull two out of you, don't you think?" Wanda asks sweetly and innocently as if she was asking me about my favorite flowers. 

I gasp and nod, wanting to do it for them. They'd praise me anyway but it's even sexier and I feel more satisfied when it's about something I achieved.
Nat shifts positions and kisses Wanda. When Wanda moans and tightens her hold on me, I know for sure she is turned on too. I'm too caught up in my own rising pleasure though to pay attention to whether or not she is wet against me. She's as naked as I am and so is Natasha, which is definitely a sight to see and a factor for my arousal.