The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when Jake turned the key to his apartment door. The air had the scent of the city's final gasps of heat, clinging to the worn hallway carpet as he stepped inside. The quiet greeted him like an old friend, a stark contrast to the chaos of his day. As he kicked off his shoes, the faint sound of rustling fabric echoed from the bedroom. He recognized it as the light dance of Wanda's steps, his girlfriend's footfall as she moved around their shared space. His heart fluttered with excitement at the thought of seeing her, feeling the warmth of her embrace, and sharing in the simple comfort of their evening routine.
But as he approached the bedroom, the scene before him was anything but typical. Wanda was standing in the center of the room, dressed in nothing but a crimson lace bra and matching panties that barely contained her lush curves. Her eyes, usually a soft brown, now burned with an eerie red glow. "The scarlet witch has arrived," she said, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to resonate with the very air around them. Jake felt his knees go weak. He had sensed something was off about Wanda lately, an otherworldly energy emanating from her that was both terrifying and alluring. Now, he knew why.
The tension in the room was palpable, thick with anticipation and a hint of danger. Without a word, Jake peeled off his clothes, revealing his hardened member, which pointed straight at Wanda like an arrow aimed at its target. The scarlet witch's gaze raked over him, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Her eyes danced with a mischievous glint as she took in his naked form, and he could see the hunger in her stare. It was clear she intended to take him fully, to claim him as her own in the most primal way possible.
Jake stepped closer, his cock bobbing with each step, and lay down on the bed, feeling the coolness of the sheets against his fevered skin. Wanda, still dressed in her enchanting underwear, climbed on top of him, her legs straddling his waist. The weight of her body pressing down on him was exhilarating, a stark reminder of the power she wielded. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "I've missed you," she whispered, the words sounding almost like a spell.
With a seductive smile, Wanda slammed down onto Jake's waiting cock, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing through the room. He gasped at the suddenness of it, the tightness of her pussy enveloping him like a vice. The scarlet witch had arrived, and she was not holding back. She began to ride him with a fervor that seemed to shake the very foundations of their apartment, her eyes never leaving his.
Jake's hands gripped her hips tightly, his nails digging into her soft flesh as he matched her rhythm thrust for thrust. The sensation of her wetness was intoxicating, and the way she moved her body in such a way that seemed almost inhuman was a thrill he never knew he craved. With each movement, the red in her eyes grew brighter, and her moans grew louder, until they filled the room with a symphony of pleasure that seemed to pulse with the very essence of her power.
Her breasts bounced with the intensity of their lovemaking, the lace of her bra barely containing them as they strained against the fabric. Jake's eyes were glued to them, his mouth watering at the sight. He reached up and cupped one, feeling the heat of her skin, the power that thrummed just beneath the surface. Wanda leaned down and captured his mouth in a fiery kiss, her tongue dancing with his as she continued to ride him with unrelenting passion.
Suddenly, she broke away, her eyes rolling back in her head as she let out a guttural moan that seemed to be in a language from another world. It was a sound that made Jake's blood run cold and hot at the same time, a reminder that he was not just with his girlfriend but with a being of immense power. He felt her tighten around him, her muscles contracting in a way that was almost painful, but he didn't stop. He knew she was close, could feel it in the very air around them.
With a final, powerful thrust, Wanda came, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Her eyes snapped back to his, the red glow subsiding slightly as she collapsed onto his chest, panting. "Your turn," she murmured, her voice still thick with desire. Before he could respond, she rolled them over, her lithe body moving with an inhuman grace.
