My hot stepmom (Natasha Romanoff)

Chapter 11

I wake up in the morning, rubbing my eyes and notice the bed is empty. Natasha isn't next to me anymore. Ah Natasha. I smile when I think about her and last night and already missing her taste.

I hear some noises and get up from the bed. I slip into a thong with shorts and an oversize shirt, leaving the bedroom. I look around and see Natasha into the kitchen, cooking something into her lacies panties and a shirt. She looks so damn good in it.

I sneak behind her and wan't to surprise her, wrapping my arms around her body. "Morning." I greet her and I hear a sniffle. "Morning..." She repeats and her voice is shaky.

"You okay?" I ask and she nods. "Can you look at me?" I ask worried but she just shakes her head and continues cooking. I turn her around, looking into her tearful face.

"Hey whats going on?" I continue asking, cupping her cheeks with my hands and wipe away her tears with my thumbs. "It's nothing." She answers, forcing herself to give me a fake smile.

"Don't bullshit me. Tell me whats going on." I try to get her telling me the truth. "I... I just feel so guilty... I-I cheated on your dad with his daughter... I-I'm still confused..." She tells me and starts sobbing.

I wrap my arms around her, holding her thight. "Shhhh... It's okay being confused... you just have to find out what you really want." I try to cheer her up.

"Right now I just want you between my legs..." She answers. "Mmmh I could eat you for breakfast." I say, kissing her neck. "Please... please... I need you..." Natasha begs me when I found her sweet spot.

I pull away, looking into her darkened eyes and smirk. My fingers move to her lacies panties and she nods, giving me the permission to take them off.

I pull them slowly down, seeing how her pussy already is dripping down her thighs. I take the panties off, kissing my way up towards her legs and lick her juice with my tongue at her thighs.

Natasha lets out a few soft moans and before I reach her sensitive are I get up, helping her sitting on the kitchen counter.

Seeing her on the counter with spread legs, lets my pussy dripping into my thong. "You're so fucking sexy." It comes out of me almost like a moan. "Please..." She begs me again and my tongue meets her wet pussy.

We both moan when I lick my tongue through her wet folds. I start sucking and biting softly at her clit and she lets out a few deep moans. "Fuck... yes... this is so good..." She moans, closing her eyes and enjoys my movements.

I push my tongue into her pussy, fucking her with it. "Oh god... Y/N..." Natasha moans and I continue fucking her with my tongue. My hands move up, grabbing her perfect boobs and massaging them.

I curl my tongue inside of her, and I know I hit the right spot when she becomes a moaning mess. I take her nipples between my fingers, squeezing them and can taste her growing wetness with my tongue.

"Fuck... don't stop... don't stop I'm so close..." Natasha moans and I thrust my tongue deeper inside of her, curling it and hitting her g-spot.

"Y/N! OHMYGOD!" Natasha screams, cumming all over my tongue with shaking legs. I ride out her high, giving one last kiss onto her soaked pussy and get up, looking into her sweaty face.

"That was... fuck... that was amazing." She speaks between her heavy breaths. "I could taste you 24/7 and hearing you moan let me feel some things between my legs." I tell her and she blushes.

She grabs my face, pulling me closer to her and kissing my lips, tasting herself. She asks for permission and I open my mouth, welcoming her tongue with mine.