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strawberri-blonde · 9 months

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Spoiling the Prince - Neteyam

Photo credits to the talented @cinetrix

Summary: You treat Neteyam to a picnic and something else😏

Warning: Smuttt just Neteyam getting the blowjob he deserves.

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Happiness filled every bit of your body as giggles escaped your heart-shaped lips while tugging an excited Neteyam along. Your four-fingered hand intertwined with the Olo’eyktan’s oldest son, and you pulled him eagerly along the forest floor. "Yawne, calm down." As Neteyam’s voice rang through your ears, you didn’t pay him much mind as you were looking for the landmark that you carved into a tree to guide the both of you towards the little surprise that you had set up just hours ago. "Where are we going?" This time, you stopped in your tracks once you saw the tree.

Turning around, you grabbed Neteyam's other hand with your own and pulled it up towards your lips, littering his palms with kisses. Of course, his once-blue cheeks turned a slight purple from your affection. "Nete…" You pulled his hands into your chest and looked up to his golden eyes with so much love that it had the boy purring. "I know how much your training takes up your time." Hearing those words, Neteyam's ears flattened, feeling guilty that the two of you haven't had that much time together. Seeing this expression, you let go of his hands to cup his face into your grasp. Standing on your tiptoes, you pressed your lips against his.

Neteyam couldn't resist pulling you closer to his strong, lean body. This week had been tough because his dad had been pushing him hard during training, especially since he's next in line to be clan leader. But right now, as Neteyam deepened the kiss by parting his lips and running his tongue across your bottom lip, it took everything in you to pull away. "I have something planned for us," you trailed off to caress his face one more time before dropping your hands to your waist, where his hands were drawing small, intimate circles. "I really set this all up for you." This made Neteyam's tail sway back and forth with curiosity.

The young man didn’t protest as you pulled him towards the tree that grew near a rock wall. “Just trust me.”

"Always Y/n," Neteyam said with a smile, which made you smile too, as you both climbed up the tree with ease. His movements were confident and fluid, as if he had climbed the tree before, even though you both knew he hadn't. As you reached the last thick branch, you held Neteyam's hand while you both walked down it, feeling the rough bark against the souls of your feet. The branch was secure against the flat top of the rocks, which had been smoothed over time by the elements. You both jumped onto the tall wall of rocks, which had molded together over the years, forming a natural barrier. As you walked across the moss-covered boulder, feeling the softness of the moss under your feet, you still held Neteyam's hand, feeling safe and secure with him by your side.

“It's this way," you said, approaching what looked like a bed of leaves, but it was actually a covering you'd woven together to hide the large opening of the rock. Neteyam barely saw the bottom of the hideaway from the darkness. "I wanted to keep it a secret," you said, holding onto the blanket and motioning for Neteyam to venture through the cave.

The young man gazed at his mate, and seeing the excitement on every part of your face, Neteyam didn't second-guess his trust for you. He carefully squeezed through the narrow opening and used the existing rocks that resembled steps to enter the dark cave. Leaf litter, along with broken twigs and moss, covered the cave's floor. Surprisingly, a sliver of light hit the rock walls, giving the boy a nice view of you covering the opening with the disguise you had crafted so beautifully. Noticing the wet leaves that he somehow managed to avoid while entering the cave, he sprang over to you, gripping your elbow to help guide you down. This, however, had you swooning. "Ma Neteyam, I've been here before." Both of your laughs echoed in the cave as the boy watched you carefully as you hopped down from the last step, pulling him closer to you.

“Obviously.” His mocking tone had you giggling before mimicking him back.

“Obviously.” Pressing your face into his warm chest, you both took an inhale of each others scents that meshed so well together; tree bark and grass.

Neteyam inhaled your wonderful scent before pressing kisses onto your hairline. “I can’t believe you found this place.” This cause another giggle to escape your lips.

"Oh, you don't think this is it, do you?" you ask, making the boy look down at you with confusion. You smile widely as you pull back but still hold onto his hands. You love holding Neteyam's hands. They are so strong but so gentle with you. "Where do you think the light is coming from?" This has Neteyam tilt his head, making a huge grin appear on his handsome face, exposing his teeth.

"Yawne-" you turn around, reaching your hand behind you, not bothering to look back, knowing that he'll grab onto you. As his soft but calloused hand grabs you just beyond your elbow, you reach the end of the cave and press a hand on the dewy surface. Neteyam's hand caresses your skin as it slides down to your hand, entangling your fingers together, making it so your palms are touching.

"Look," you say, gesturing upward towards the corner of the rocky wall where a faint light illuminates his handsome features. “It looks like it's a hole by the way the light shines..." You pull the boy to your side as you begin to walk sideways with your front still facing the back wall. "But really," you both reach the end, and you squeeze through a small opening from where the wall doesn't meet the existing rock. With his tall height, Neteyam ducks through the oval-shaped hole, letting you lead him through. "It's just trying to hide this treasure." Neteyam's eyes first hit yours before trailing along the grove. His golden eyes widen in awe, and his thin lips stretch out in a small gap, causing you to immediately fill up with pride.

“Ma Y/n,” as you step in front of the boy and tugged him towards the beautiful pond, that’s when his words began to stumble. “Where did you find this?” He laughed in disbelief as he saw a woven mat that clearly had to be made out of razor palm leaves; near the sandy bank. Nestled on top of the beautiful woven art piece was a lovely picnic, set up with a vibrant color scheme with delicious, fresh fruits. The blanket is covered in flower petals arranged in the shape of a heart, creating a beautiful and romantic atmosphere. The fruits are arranged in a colorful display, with juicy yovo fruit, ripe lionberry seeds, and sweet spartan. The colors of the fruits pop against the green mat, and the sweet aroma of the fruits and flowers fills the air. The set up was quite beautiful and only adds to the magic of the moment. “And what is this about. I didn’t forget anything did I?”

You toyed with his fingers that were still intertwined with yours. With a playful shake of your head, you spoke, "No, my prince, this is for you like I said earlier." Your doe eyes caused the boy to visibly melt. "I wanted to surprise you and let you know how much I love and appreciate you." Your soft, velvety voice made its way through Neteyam's ears, rendering him speechless. Without hesitation, he brought your hands to his chest while keeping a strong hold on them. He kissed you with all the passion he could muster up.

Your brain short-circuited as you felt his soft lips against your own. When his tongue poked at your entrance, you slowly opened your mouth and lightly bit down on the muscular organ that made its way into your warm, wet mouth. Neteyam's hands dropped down to your waist, squeezing them in need, while his rough fingers slipped along the thin fabric of your loincloth. "Teyam," you moaned out, frustrated with yourself as you pushed him away, not allowing him to ravish you where he stood. This was about him.

"Ma'Y/n." His tone was teasing, but the desperation could be heard clearly. You nudged your nose against his, pressing tender kisses on his face out of your own selflessness. He had the best face to kiss.

“Ma’teyam let me feed you.” Neteyam’s cock hardened at your innocent words being turned into the dirtiest thoughts.

"Yawne, let me have my meal." You grab onto his strong jaw in your hands as he leans down to press an open-mouthed kiss on your neck, right in that spot that makes you lose control. Feeling your loincloth get damp, you shook your head, pulling yourself together.

After you said, "Neteyam, I'm serious," he mumbled a 'me too' that had you giggling like a young Na'vi chasing after a beautiful-winged insect. You pulled him towards the woven mat and immediately sat down on the bright purple evanescence flowers that were soft to the touch. You helped guide him down by criss-crossing his legs. Then, you stood on your knees to shimmy closer to him before plopping down, basically leaning all over his body.

Neteyam wrapped his left arm around your waist as you pulled away from him for a moment to grab the end-grain wood cutting board that shows all the beautiful tree-rings. The wooden tray displayed the various fruits, making Neteyam's mouth water for more than one reason. "It's all your favorites, yawne." You picked up the cut-up piece of spartan fruit, letting its sweet sticky juices run down your fingertips. "I gathered them all for you, even this spartan fruit. It was hard to find-"

"Since it's been too hot and the fruits have been drying up before they even ripe," he cut you off, with pure happiness and joy shining through his amber eyes. You smiled proudly as you pressed the purple and blue fruit to his lips, allowing him to open his mouth and consume the sticky sweet fruit. As his teeth sank into the juicy spartan, the nectar dripped down his chin. The sweetness of the fruit was almost overwhelming, and the stickiness of the juice made Neteyam's desire for you grow. Since you both mated just over a year ago, spartan had been his favorite fruit. Each bite was a burst of flavor that left him yearning for the nectar that resided between your legs.

"I looked for hours," you mumbled as you licked away the juices from his chin, only to place another piece of fruit into his mouth. This time, he licked your fingers clean, making your heat throb and clench around nothing but need. "Only the best for my big, strong mate," you said, and the growl that rumbled in his chest caused goosebumps to scatter across your blue skin.

After Neteyam said, "Yawne, you can't say such words and not expect me to kiss you," he pulled you into a kiss. Your lips moved freely against one another, but you eventually pulled away after lifting up a lionberry seed to bring it to his mouth.

"Patience Teyam, we have all day, even into the evening," you said. This caused the Omitikaya warrior to lift an eyebrow, letting you continue to feed him. "Lo'ak is entertaining your father while Kiri is with your mother."

“Yeah but-” you pushed another lionberry seed into his mouth shutting him up.

Speaking with nothing of pride you admitted, "I even bribed Tuk." Neteyam's eyes widened, and he let out a laugh.

“Not my little sister.” You let out a chuckle yourself, watching as Neteyam grabbed another piece of spartan then reached for the yovo fruit.

"All it took was agreeing to a sleepover next week, and I have to make another wooden Ikran, specifically a purple and turquoise one," you said while setting the wooden circular tray on the mat to grab Neteyam's hand, licking off the juices finger by finger. "But it was worth it," you added, looking into his eyes. Neteyam groaned in response, and you giggled, feeling a rush of affection for him. You leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his velvet lips, "because my prince needs to be pampered and a little spoiled."

Neteyam was overcome with desire as your words filled the air like a fog. His heart pounded wildly, and he felt an animalistic instinct surge through him. He wanted you, and he could feel his body responding to his desire. Without hesitation, he pulled you into his lap, pressing his hard, toned body against yours. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he held you tightly as he kissed you passionately. Your breathing became heavy as you circled your hips to meet his greedy thrusts, and you felt his tongue explore your mouth. Gripping his shoulders for support, you felt a sense of pleasure as he pulled away from your lips to leave open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

As he placed soft kisses on your neck, you let out gentle moans, feeling the pleasure of his touch. You yearned for more, but the reality of the moment reminded you that you both couldn't continue here. You wished to take care of him as he takes care of you every day, despite his busy schedule training to become the next clan leader. To him, making you his wife was the easiest job on the planet, and you felt grateful for his love and devotion. “Teyam.”

As you pulled away from the passionate moment, you felt a deep connection between you and him. You slid your hands from his shoulders down to his chest, and let out a soft moan. You looked into his eyes and said, "Come on." Gently pushing his chest, you took his hands in yours and led him towards the blue waters of the hidden cove.

"You're killing me, yawne," Neteyam said with a smile as you guided him to sit on the large, smooth rocks covered in soft moss that you had put in place to provide a worthy throne for the next in line.

"Who would have known that the mighty warrior is such an impatient child?" you asked. Neteyam's face heated up at your words, and his ears flattened against his head as he continued to settle into the soft, lime-green moss.

"Only for you, my mate," Neteyam whispered sweetly. His words made your heart soar, and your body throbbed with need. You pushed him back gently, as his legs were sprawled out with the water barely reaching halfway up his thick thighs. Without hesitation, you kissed his entire right thigh, loving the sound of his low grunts. "Thata girl," Neteyam said, using an English phrase that he must have learned from his father. Strangely enough, he never let it escape his lips until it was something intimate like this, and you loved it. If you weren't already a slave to his manly charms, you would have fallen under his spell like a woman in heat.

You pulled away from his legs and cupped his handsome face in your hands, giving his mouth sensual, open-mouthed kisses. "I'm gonna be your good girl," you whispered, the desperation and rawness of your voice making Neteyam's cock throb with desire. Kissing him again, you nibbled on his bottom lip and pushed into his chest, gliding down his body until your bottom half was covered in the warm water. "I'm going to be the prince's good girl, his most loyal servant," you said, your voice full of promise.

Neteyam's gaze was so intense that it felt like a bolt of electricity, sending shivers down your spine and making every nerve in your body tingle with desire. You were already on your knees for him, but his lustful look had you feeling like you could collapse at any moment. The intensity of his desire and need was almost overwhelming, and your body couldn't help but react with a surge of pleasure. The warmth of his gaze spread like a wildfire. You could feel your once blue skin turning a soft lavender hue. As your breathing became heavy and mind clouded with his fog, you felt myself melting into his embrace, completely consumed by his passion.

"I thank the Great Mother for you every morning," Neteyam rasped, his voice pulling you out of the fog of desire, but only for a moment. Gripping his thighs, you offered your mate a sweet smile before kissing, licking, and even sucking onto his skin that rested on his lower abdomen. You went so low that your chin was becoming irritated from the material of his loincloth. "Every evening," Neteyam moaned as his hips thrust forward, trying to find some kind of release, but you just kept going. "Every waking moment, my love," he continued, his confessions filling your heart with emotion.

"Teyam," you moaned against his warm skin, pulling away to capture his lips in yours once more. "Help me untie you." Without question, Neteyam leaned forward to begin untying his loincloth. As he did so, the pond's water began to form ripples which then softly turned to little waves that only managed to make the both of you wetter. Neteyam almost had his cock on display, but before he could reveal it to you, you pushed him back with one last kiss to the lips. As you returned to eye level with his crotch, Neteyam snuck in a sensual forehead kiss. "You're such a strong, loving mate who provides," you whispered, and the truth was that the boy felt like he could just cum from your words alone. You made sure to take your time as you kissed the junction of his legs that met his groin, trailing your act of love towards his abdomen. Meanwhile, your right hand couldn't help but stroke his covered member ever so slowly. "I just want to thank you," you said, lifting the material slightly and offering Neteyam your innocent doe-eyes. "Can I do that, Teyam? Can I make you feel good like you make me feel everyday?"

"Fuck," the Omatikaya warrior fell apart just like that. "You really are some angel, aren't you?" You didn't respond; you just pressed an open-mouthed kiss along his clothed cock. "Y/n, please," he begged. You squeezed his massive cock in your hands, pressing the still-covered tip to your lips. "Please, Y/n, touch me."

"That's my prince," you whispered, finally pulling away the soaked garnet that somehow managed to hide his massive size. "Soo big," you moaned, throwing the material on the dry side of the bank, then collecting his cock in your hands, making them look small. "I’m so lucky," you kissed the tip, wanting to have his taste in your mouth. However, this made the man jerk his hips from the sensation sending water droplets splashing your face. "Don't worry, Teyam." Twisting your hands in opposite directions around his pulsing member you pulled away to hold him in your right hand, then applied open-mouthed kisses along the whole length. "I promised, I'd take care of you."

You licked a straight line up from the base of his balls to the tip, making sure to give it the attention it so desperately needed. “Fuck.” You pulled back with a pop, only to go right back to work licking up and down his cock loving the taste of his pre-cum. Your hands scratched down his thighs while you took him in your mouth fully. Neteyam’s breathing became louder and more passionate making you want to hear more. So, you cupped his balls in your left hand, giving them a good squeeze, then jerked his cock in a steady motion. You opened your mouth, tapping his purple tip on your tongue a few times before taking him as far as you could until his thick cock touched the back of your throat. “Yawne, you’re so good at this.” You let out a hum, sending vibrations along his member, making Neteyam drop his head back, letting out low and throaty moans. “Great Mother.”

Humming again you pulled away with a load gasp but quickly covered it up with your words. “Praying for me Teyam?” You continued to jerk him off then leaned down to lick his balls. “Praying for this tight pussy.” Neteyam couldn’t help but reach forward to grabbed onto your braids, bring your face more towards him. You opened your mouth wider, swallowing around the soft but hard round skin.

You fumbled them only for a brief minute before licking up his shafted again to take his tip in your mouth sucking on it hard. ‘Oh yeahs,’ left his swollen lips as you took him as far as you could. “Thata girl.” Hearing those words, you stayed put swallowing around him, to only pull away in a gagging fit. Giving yourself a brief moment to recover you gave his cock long and hard tugs. You loved how wet his cock was from your salvia although some might say the pond water also played a big part in that factor.

Returning to work, you began to kitten lip his tip, then started to bob your head up and down his member. You felt the tightness of his grip in your hair and the way his legs were struggling to stay still, which would always have you thinking of this moment when you hear any kind of water splashing. He was enjoying himself, and if your bottom half wasn't in a pool of water, you're sure that your loincloth would've been soaked with your own juices. With hollow lips, you could taste his precum on your tongue, which sent your pussy clenching around nothing. "It tastes oh so good," you mumbled, taking him deep in your mouth again, making the Prince thrust into you a few times, then held you in place, letting you pull back with a gasp. "Fuck my throat so good, yawne."

“Do I?” This had Neteyam hold you down with both hands gripping your head as his eyes roll back at the feeling of you chocking on his dick. “Fuck, yawne you’re gonna make me cum.” Breathing through your nose, you could feel tears swell in your eyes but you didn’t care.

You pulled back with a choked moan and wrapped both hands around his throbbing member, twisting them nice and firm. "Give it to me," you said in a sultry tone, which made Neteyam tighten his fist and let out loud grunts that sounded like music to your ears. "I need your cum, Neteyam. It's so good." You kissed the tip of his cock one last time before taking him into your mouth, loving the way he bruised the back of your throat.

"That's right, baby," Neteyam moaned, feeling nothing but pure ecstasy as he was surrounded by the water of the pond. He could feel the tightness of your throat and the way your hands felt on the rest of his shaft and balls. "Don't stop," he panted out, feeling you moan around him, encouraging him to continue. "Right," he moaned, feeling the familiar tightness in his abdomen. "There." The strained, raw tone in his face had you still your movements, letting the blue man fuck in your mouth. And with just a few more thrusts, Neteyam had his goodness shooting down your throat, the passion of the moment almost too much to bear.

You didn't move a muscle until you knew your mate was done riding out his high. You popped off him with a satisfying moan, opening your mouth for your prince to show him the mess he made. "So good, Teyam," you said, jerking his sensitive cock, making him squirm. "Tastes like my favorite treat. Puffball tree leaves, salty," you licked him clean, making the boy caress the side of your cheek. "But sweet."

"Give me a taste." Without waiting for your response, Neteyam wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you up out of the water until you were sitting on his lap, then he pulled you into a deep kiss. A cold breeze danced its way across your warm bodies, making the atmosphere humid. Through the tense and hot air, the boy let his hands roam your body, while yours remained on his jawline, closer to his neck. Neteyam slipped his tongue into your warm mouth, exploring the taste of himself on your tongue. Moaning at the taste, you felt vibrations shiver down your spine. "It's not as good as you," you moaned as his confession causing you to slowly starting to grind on his semi-hard cock. "Let me show you." Feeling him pull away to kiss down your neck, you almost let yourself be swept away in him, but you weren't done with your surprises. This was about him.

“Nete,” you let out a high pitch moan as he moved your decorative chest pieces out the way to suck on your tit. Why was he making this so hard?

“That feel good, yawne?” Your mouth opened wider not even being able to breathe properly.

"Wait, Neteyam," you moaned, slipping your fingers into the back of his head, pulling him slightly to signal him to look up. "I'm not done."

He smirked up at you. "Yeah, me neither." Then, his hot mouth moved over to the other nipple, making you squirm in his lap.

"But this is about you. I wanted to spear a fish to cook for you, to feed you, my prince." The man's desire was clear as he bit down on your mound, sucking firmly, then pulled off to press it an open-mouthed kiss. He felt lucky to have someone like you, who only wanted to take care of him, but he was hungry for something else.

"Y/n, you know what would make your prince happy?" Your breathing became irregular as Neteyam lifted you up with ease, then set you gently down onto the soft moss. He kissed down your neck, kissing your nipples again before continuing. "You not denying me for the second time on devouring my favorite meal." And who were you to deny the future Olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya clan?

Hoped you guys liked it!

~ Caroline

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wandussyfantasy · 11 months

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Sub reader has a penis basically continuing off of the previous fic where nat is fucked by Wanda. Nat comes over and since reader hasn't fucked anyone but wanda, and cause reader is also a sub they are shy to fuck nat so Wanda guides them the whole way through and it ends up being a disgusting threesome come everywhere

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Summary: Wanda fulfills her fantasy of having you fuck your boss, Natasha, with her. (Somewhat part 2 for Edging)

Pairings: Wanda x Reader x Natasha

Word Count: 2.6k

WARNINGS:

18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT READ & DO NOT INTERACT!!!

threesome, gender not specified but reader has a penis, top!wanda, switch!reader, bottom!natasha, oral, creampie, cumshot, squirting, adult toys use, praising, cunnilingus, fingering, and fantasies.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

“Wanda! I’m home!” You call out as you enter the house. When there is no answer, you frown. She usually greets you at the door with a sweet kiss that you look forward to every day. You wonder if she isn't home yet. It is rare, but it happens when work gets hectic.

It's not until you begin to ascend the stairs that you realize she is indeed home. You find a pair of women's trousers at the middle of the stairs. You know that they don't belong to Wanda because the two of you take turns in doing all of the laundry. And she usually puts on a little fashion show for you anytime she bought something new.

Walking further up, you find a white vest and it instantly clicks in your mind as to who owns the garment. You remember being at work, unable to focus on anything once your boss had walked into your office to check on your progress on the case. Before Wanda had made the woman a sexual being in your eyes, you wouldn't have been turned on by what she was wearing. It was a three piece all white suit. Instead of a button down shirt, she only wore the vest. Her cleavage had your mouth watering at the memory of your soon-to-be wife’s mouth all over them. You ended up having to jerk off in your private bathroom at work.

You clumsily race up the stairs and drop your briefcase in the process. You stumble into the room to find Wanda in between Natasha's legs. She looks up to catch your gaze and smiles as she pulls away. “Why’d you stop?” Natasha asks in a whiny tone.

“Because,” Wanda grins. “Y/n is home,” she beckons you over by curling her finger towards her. You follow her orders as you see her in a new lingerie set you bought her last month. You felt guilty about tearing apart the set she had on when she torture you by edging you. “Get on your knees, babe,” she directs and you do exactly that. “Go on,” she says, offering you Natasha's dripping wet pussy.

Nervous, you look at Wanda and whisper, “I don't know what she likes.”

This amuses her a little. “Then ask her,” she says as if it's the most obvious thing. You look up to see your boss sitting up and leaning on her elbows. Natasha is looking at you expectantly. You gulp as you try to remember how sex with Wanda was in the beginning. You didn't really have to ask her what she liked, she would just tell you what she didn't and eventually learned how to read her body. But she knew you were a virgin when you met. Whereas with your boss, Wanda had talked you up and you didn't want to make a bad first impression. You could see it circulating the office. Y/n can't fuck to save their life. Poor Wanda is going to be married to bad sex the rest of her life. Or some bullshit along those lines. You couldn't handle humiliation. Wanda knows how much you hate humiliation.

“H-How do you like it?” You ask.

“Come closer, let me show you,” Natasha is kind as she lures you in. You get closer and drag your tongue through Natasha's pussy. Tasting your boss for the first time. You moan. “More,” she encourages you. So you give her more. You start by licking the crevice between her thigh and her labia majora. She shivers at the sensations this causes. You trace your tongue to her clitoris and flick the sensitive nub with the tip of your tongue. Wanda helps you out by inserting two of her fingers inside of Natasha.

“She likes this too,” Wanda says and her statement is confirmed with Natasha's increasingly loud moans. She then removes them, “Now you try.”

You nod and insert your first two fingers inside of Natasha's slippery hole while you continue to play with her clitoris with your tongue. You pump your fingers in and out of her the way you would with Wanda and it seems to be something that your boss enjoys. Then, without direction, you switch the roles of your fingers and mouth. You have your thumb pressing into and rubbing her clitoris as you use your tongue on her hole. Her hands find their way into your hair to keep you there.

Wanda reaches to loosen your belt and undo your dress pants. The item of clothing falls until it's stopped by your bent legs, unable to fall any further. Your fiance reached into your boxers to feel your hardening cock in her hands again. “Does eating your boss turn you on, baby?” She asks as she strokes you lightly.

You pull your mouth away in order to look at Wanda as you answer but Natasha refuses to let you lift your head. “Yes, Mistress,” you say before diving back in. Working to get that orgasm from Natasha.

“That’s good, babe. I want you to enjoy yourself,” she comes behind you and pulls your boxers down. Allowing your cock to spring up. She grabs your cock again and squeezes. “Do you want to fuck her tight pussy with your fat cock, baby?” Wanda asks and all you can do is nod against Natasha's pussy. “Nat, honey, release them,” she requests, but her words fall on deaf ears as she grinds her hips into your face. Nearing her climax.

“Almost… there…” she gasps out. Natasha’s grip in your hair tightens and precum leaks from your dick as you harden more in Wanda's hand. She took note that you liked your hair being pulled. She hadn't known this before. “Agh!!” Natasha squirts on your face, your dress shirt, and tie. Finally releasing you from her grasp.

“Woah,” you have heard about squirting, seen the porn videos, but never have you witnessed it in person nor caused it before.

“I know,” Wanda bites her bottom lip as she watches the woman squirm on the bed, shaking from her orgasm. “Y/n, get your clothes off,” she directs you next. Feeling too impatient to unbutton every button, you pop and rip the holes open and toss the destroyed garment to the side. Then you throw the tie next and after, you quickly kick off your shoes and clumsily rid yourself of your pants and underwear. “Are you ready?” She asks once you're completely naked.

You look between her and Natasha. “What about you?” The question falls out. You didn't want her to be left out of the equation.

“Don’t worry about me, love,” Wanda says. “Now come on,” she orders you to climb on top of Natasha. You follow her orders and line yourself up with her hole. “You are going to ruin cock for her. When she tries to fuck someone else, she is going to wish it was you,” Wanda whispers into your ear after you hesitated in entering Natasha. “No one compares to you,” she continues to praise and encourage you. Her words help you get halfway in. You moan as her pussy welcomes you in with a snug fit.

You push harder to get the rest of you in and hold the position for a moment. Wanda doesn't want you to over think about your pace and rhythm so she distracts you. “Look at me,” she says and you move your gaze from where you are stretching your boss' vagina. Wanda is kissing Natasha. The two women are making out in front of you as you are inside one of them. You thank whatever good karma you got to receive this kind of experience. Absent-mindedly, you begin thrusting as they play with each other's breasts. They take turns in sucking on their tiddies. The view causes you to go a little feral and Natasha no longer has control over her body as you pound into her.

Wanda sits beside Natasha and pulls out her favorite dildo from the bedside drawer. She plays with herself as she watches you lose all control. She's pumping the toy version of your cock in and out of her pussy with one hand and massages her breasts with the other. Natasha's legs fall open wider and you take advantage by slipping your arms under her thighs and lifting her hips in the air as you continue to slam into her.

Natasha is screaming in ecstasy and her hands claw at the sheets and pillows, looking for something to grip onto. Wanda offers the woman her hand and she accepts it gratefully. “I’m close, Mistress,” you inform Wanda and she grins. “Where should I…?” you ask through grunts between thrusts.

“Where do you want my fiance's cum, Natty?” Wanda asks the woman you were currently treating as a toy for your cock.

“Inside!” She answers.

“You heard her, baby,” Wanda tells you as she starts aggressively rubbing her own clitoris. She is excited to finally get to taste your cum from Natasha's pussy. She has been dreaming of this moment since the day she convinced Natasha to sleep with her.

As you get closer, your thrusts get harsher until finally, one last thrust has you emptying yourself deep inside of Natasha. The warm fluids shoot out and fill the successful woman. Her body happily receives every last bit of it until you pull out.

Wanda is happy to see that your cock is far from getting soft. If anything, your cock looks harder than before. “My turn,” she says as she quickly makes her way back between Natasha's legs. “I want you to fuck me while I eat her out, okay?” You nod as you get into position behind Wanda. You hold onto her ass as you tease her pussy with the head of your cock. She shakes her hips to get you to enter her but you tease her a bit longer. Frustrated, she looks at you over her shoulder with a pout, “Please, love. I need you to fill me up. I feel so empty without you.”

“Okay, baby,” you say as you slowly begin to slip inside of her. Satisfied, Wanda returns her focus to her meal. Your cum is covering her pussy lips, the sight makes Wanda's pussy clench around your cock causing you to grunt.

“Wanda,” it's Natasha's turn to beg. She looks so helpless, like she needs something only Wanda can give her right now. “Please, I'm so close. Please. I need you,” she continues. Without warning, Wanda dives into Natasha's messy pussy.

You watch Wanda eat Natasha out as if the woman is her last meal. You knew she experimented with her roommates in college but you had no idea how much she enjoys doing this kind of thing. You start to feel like you have to prove something to her. That she is marrying the right person despite your lack of experience. So, you pull out of Wanda and insist that her and Natasha switch positions on the bed. They do so dutifully. Wanda lays with her back on the mattress and you enter her again. “Natasha, I want you to finger yourself over Wanda's face,” you tell her.

When Natasha does as you say, cum falls out of her and lands on Wanda's face. The woman is in heaven with you rocking into her and Natasha hovering over her. When she can't take enough of the sight, she forces Natasha down to sit on her face. Natasha moans from the addictive feelings she can't quite describe. Your thrusts slow down because Wanda likes a variety of speeds. As you drag out your movement inside of her, you lean over and kiss Natasha on the lips. She falls into the kiss as eagerly as she had with Wanda. When you break away, you smile as you guide her to lower herself, laying her body completely atop Wanda's.

Natasha takes the hint and uses her mouth on Wanda's clitoris. Wanda responds by dropping her head into the pillows and arching her body up, “Fuck!” You start to pick up the pace again as you and Natasha work together on Wanda's orgasm. Soon enough Wanda is screaming from her release. Her walls tighten around your throbbing cock and as always, it milks your orgasm out of you. Once you pull out of Wanda, Natasha's eyes widen to see that you're still hard. She grabs your thigh to keep you from going too far and you're intrigued to see what she wants from you. Natasha wraps her plump lips around your cock and starts bobbing her head. Then she pulls it out of her mouth to lick up the mess of the combined cum from your body.

Wanda gains control of her breathing again so she can draw out Natasha's next orgasm with her mouth. Her tongue is back inside of the woman and she almost loses focus on your cock. To prevent the attention from falling away, you hold her face in your hands and slowly rock your hips against her face. Wanda pats the bed as she blindly searches for her toy. It's just a little out of her reach so quickly hand it over to her. She takes it and inserts the object into Natasha as you continue to fuck the woman's face.

It doesn't take long before Natasha is squirting all over Wanda's face. Your fiance happily enjoys the facial and you slam your cock into Natasha's throat in order to feed her a few ropes of you cum before pulling out and cumming on her face and breasts. Some of it lands on Wanda's tummy as Natasha falls off to the side.

Wanda sits up on her elbows with the widest grin ever. “This is going to be a long night,” she says as she comments on your erection still standing tall.

You shrug as you stroke yourself, “What can I say? I have two hot women in my bed. One of them is my gorgeous fiance,” you crawl over her body. “I love you,” you tell her as you kiss her glistening lips. “Mmm,” you hum in delight as you taste her and Natasha in the kiss.

“I love you too,” Wanda says as she reaches down to return your cock inside her. You resume the kiss as the two of you allow your boss a break.

Natasha wasn't sure what she was going to do in order to return to this bedroom. But she was going to figure it out. She never expected this kind of drive from you. She always saw you as innocent. Now, however, she doesn't know how she'll control herself at work without wanting to sneak under your desk to suck you off while you're consulting with a client. Or try to convince you to an afternoon delight in her office against the big windows, her desk, ohh how the list can go on and on. Her thoughts travel to Wanda. How she wants to come home and lay her head between her legs with her tongue inside of the woman after long grueling days at work. You are so lucky in her eyes at the moment. She wants to be able to use a strap-on your fiance and have her do the same to her. Oh the fun the two could have. She wants you both more than once but for now, as that future isn't guaranteed, she chooses to savor what she has tonight. When you pull out of Wanda again, Natasha gets to work, catching the loads of cum gushing out of the throbbing pussy.

The End.