#wanda maximoff imagine
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Wanda Maximoff x Reader
“Look at me.” She pleaded, tears dripping down her face. One hand gently gripping your face and the other on your chest, trying to slow down the bleeding.
You opened your eyes, her blurry face becoming clear.
“I can’t loose you too. I won’t survive.”
You couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful she is, even in your final moments.
It took you a minute to respond.
“You’re strong, little witch. You have to.” Red liquid spilled out of your mouth, causing you to viciously cough.
You tried to smile through the pain. The pain of being the reason she is hurting. You couldn’t feel your injuries anymore.
“Why can’t I have my happy ending.” She cried out into your shoulder. Her chest was heaving. You feared she was hyperventilating. You were not able to think about it for long, your thoughts began drifting into the darkness.
Your heart stopped. Once again.
Wanda’s black stained fingertips ran through your hair as she began rocking your limp body back and forth.
“Mark universe 61 off the list.” Wanda mumbled to herself.
Orange wisps appeared in the distance, causing Wanda to still.
“Wanda!” Doctor Strange screamed as Wong formed a shield with his rings and cautiously approached the grief struck witch.
“You need to stop looking for her. You don’t want to hear this, but it’s the truth. Y/n is destined to die in every universe. I wish things were different, but they’re not. You have to let this go.” Strange begged Wanda.
This only angered her further.
Her dress formed into her scarlet suit as her eyes started glowing red.
“I just want my wife back.” Wanda weakly said.
The wizards quickly looked around at what remained of the earth.
That small window of distraction was all she needed to summon Shuma-Gorath.
The fight quickly broke out as they struggled against the monster.
Wanda opened a portal that led her back to her cabin. She opened the dark hold and flipped through the pages in hopes of finding something new.
Wanda refused to live a life without you in it.
You’re what!?!
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
“Are you positive?” You ask, feeling woozy.
“Mhmm” Wanda hummed, going back to folding the clothes like she didn’t just drop a bombshell on you.
“Are you sure?” You ask once again, not quite believing the red head.
“Yes dear, I am sure. I took three test and they all came out positive.” Wanda looked up from her current task and gave you the look. You gulped and stood up from the couch, cautiously approaching your wife.
“But- I don’t have a uh you know.” You stuttered out and held her hands to stop her from folding the clothes.
“Darling, I have powers and you have powers. It was bound to happen with how many times you have bent me over.” She giggled out, loving your reaction.
“Our connection is by far the strongest thing I have ever experienced. I love you and you love me, we can create anything we want.” Wanda added on, she lowered you hands to rest on her flat stomach.
You looked down and started caressing her stomach, the news starting to finally sink in.
Wanda is pregnant with you child.
holy shit.
“You’re pregnant.” You mumbled, suddenly in awe by your wife.
“I am.” Wanda squealed out as you picked her up and began spinning her. Her sweet giggles tickling your ear.
You fell to your knees and leaned your face against her stomach.
“Oh my, I have to call- I uh have to…” Your eyebrows furrowed as you wondered who you had to call. Your head starting to ache the longer you thought about it.
Your sisters. Natasha and Yelena.
Wanda froze as you quickly pulled away from her, like she was burning you. She didn’t think you’d ever remember your past life.
“I have to call Natasha and Yelena. Wanda where are they. Oh god- I don’t remember where-” Your thoughts were racing. Where are your sisters? Where is the team? The compound?
How could this situation get out of hand so fast.
“Baby… Calm down. Please.” Wanda pleaded with you, hoping you don’t remember everything.
“What did you do?! Wanda where are we?” You almost yelled, the panic clawing out your chest as you were almost hyperventilating.
No, Wanda thought. She refused to lose you again.
With a quick tilt of her head, those thoughts were removed from your head and red wisp rewinded time.
“I cant wait to meet our kid.” You happily sighed into her stomach, before rising from your knees and pressing your forehead against hers.
“I love you so much.” Wanda blurted out, relief heard in her tone. Her perfect fantasy stayed in tact. She would make sure of it.
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Minors DNI
Wanda Maximoff
Summary: She can’t let you go.
Summary: idk jealousy.
Summary: Wedding. Cheating. Love triangle.
summary:Secrets are revealed.
Summary:She just wants a happy ending
Summary: Wanda is crazy in love.
Summary: Wanda gets off on your thigh.
Natasha Romanoff
Summary: Pregnant nat. cravings. flying spatulas.
Summary: Pregnant nat and steve not knowing how to work a phone.
Summary: Death can’t separate soulmates
Summary: R gets nat pregnant with the power of love.
WandaNat
Summary: Wanda and Natasha need to learn how to share.
Yelena Belova
Summary: Yelena likes vests.
Summary: Yelena is touch starved :(
Summary: Yelena being a bad driver. and sleeping.
Kate Bishop
Summary: Pew pew. uh oh who’s dying? idk here’s some kate angst.
Hide and Seek
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Heavy breaths left your lips as your lungs began to burn, begging you to stop running. But doing so will surely get you caught.
The city around you is completely destroyed, but you spot what once was a cafe shop in the distance.
Ignoring the strain on your muscles, you push yourself harder and sprint towards your hiding spot.
“Fuck.” A gasp leaves your lips as you can finally take a moment to calm your racing heart.
Why is she doing this to you?
The doorbell above the door rings, making your blood run cold.
“My love? Please stop running.” The woman covered in blood pleads as she looks around the shop.
You freeze behind the counter, praying to any higher power that she doesn’t find you.
“I know you’re in here Y/n. There’s no point in hiding.”
Counting to 10 in your head, you slowly stand up knowing she’s right.
You cant run from her.
You’ve tried and tried. Each time failing.
“W-who are you?” You shakily ask her, still freaked out by her glowing hands and clothes drenched in blood.
“My name is Wanda and i’m your wife.” She smiled at you with love in her eyes.
“I don’t have a wife.” You told her.
She laughed. “Maybe not in this universe, but in mine you are.” Wanda took a step closer to you while you took a step back.
“Just stop running and come with me Y/n. We can look for the kids together.”
“Kids?” You gasped out in shock.
“Billy and Tommy. Our kids.” Wanda grinned at the thought of being so close to reuniting her family.
“Wanda, stop this madness. I’m not from your world, I don’t have a wife, and I don’t have kids.” You begged her, still hoping this is all a nightmare.
Suddenly her smile dropped and her eyes began glowing. Her head tilted to the side as she stared you down.
“You’re mine. I belong to you and you belong to me. What don’t you understand.” An accent began slipping out while she talked and trapped you between the wall.
Her darkened fingers made their way around your neck as red wisp controlled your hands and placed them on around her waist.
You gulped as the fear was slowly leaving your body and being replaced with happiness.
There was a gentle glow around your head as she secretly removed all the bad memories and replaced them with happy ones. Ones where she and the boys existed. Memories of a life that was but at the same time wasn’t yours.
You opened you eyes and greeted your wife with a kiss.
“My love.” You smiled at her and hugged her tighter.
Wanda’s eyes stopped glowing and were now filled with tears.
She finally had her wife back.
The Bachelorette party
Natasha Romanoff x reader, Wanda Maximoff x reader
Ok so i didn’t know if i should put bachelor or bachelorette so change it to what you prefer :)
“LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!” A booming voice rang out through the strip club as the group walked in.
Wanda was out with the girls celebrating her bachelorette party.
You couldn’t help but laugh at Sam’s excitement. Thor waved over a bar tender and ordered a round of shots.
“We are here to celebrate Y/n’s last day of freedom!” Tony joked, earning multiple laughs.
Once the shots made its way to the table, everyone grabbed one and began to cheer.
“I just want to say, it’s been amazing watching your relationship with Wanda grow. And now look at you, one day away from marrying her!” Clint sputtered out, blinking away the tears.
You smiled at the emotional man, knowing why he is so emotional. He will be walking Wanda down the aisle.
“Cheers to Y/n.” Steve exclaimed.
With the help of the Asgardian alcohol, everyone was shit faced.
The music was blasting in your ears as the strippers were dancing on everyone.
Poor Steve had to hide behind Bucky when a lady tried giving him a lap dance.
Sam stumbled through the crowd and leaned on you.
“Oh Y/n! We have one last surprise for you!” He drunkenly told you.
“Oh yeah?” You replied back
“Mhmmm. Go down the hallway and into the second door.” Sam then pushed himself off you and made his way to another women.
“Second door. Second door. Second do- Aha! Found you” You whispered to yourself and turned the door knob. You walked in and turned around to close the door.
You were immediately hit with a familiar perfume.
What?
Is that-
“Hey sweetheart.” A sultry voice was heard from behind you.
You spun on your heels and gasped.
There laid Natasha in a red lingerie with Louis Vuitton heels.
The sight sobered you up real quick.
“W-what are you doing here?.” You stuttered out, trying to keep your eyes from wandering.
“The boys asked me to give you a lap dance.” She got onto her hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the bed.
Once she was there, she was able to reach out and grab the collar of your black button up shirt.
“But I thought, why stop there?” She faked a pout and dragged her manicured nails down the length of your arms.
It was getting increasingly hard to breathe as the room felt like it was heating up.
In a quick motion, the sneaky spy pushed you onto the bed and straddled your lap.
Due to the alcohol still running through your veins, your face accidentally made its way into her barely covered breast.
Your hands instinctively landed on her hips as you pulled away from her chest.
“Nat I- we shouldn’t.”
Her pout once again made its way onto her lips.
“C’mon y/nn! It’ll be like old times.” Her dilated eyes stared into yours as you slowly began to break.
Natasha noticed that you were still hesitant and slowly began to grind into you.
“You haven’t been paying attention to me.” A soft moan left her lips as your hands made their way to her ass.
“I miss you daddy”
And with that, you flipped the position and brought her into a harsh kiss.
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“Do you Wanda Maximoff, take Y/n Y/ln to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?“
“I do.” Wanda gleefully responded.
“Do you Y/n Y/ln, take Wanda Maximoff to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?”
For a split second, you made eye contact with Natasha before you took a deep breath and smiled.
“I do.”
She’s mine
Wanda maximoff x reader
“What do you think you’re doing?” You calmly ask the red android after Wanda walked away.
“Good afternoon Ms. Y/ln. I was simply asking Wanda on a date.” Vision answered, not catching on to the malice in your words.
Oh.
“A date? With Wanda?” You almost wanted to laugh at the thought.
“Though she did not accept, I will keep trying.” He responded.
He’s optimistic and determined.
How can you destroy that?-
A grin made its way onto your face as you walked up to him and put your hand on his shoulder.
“How bout you stop by my room later and i’ll give you some ideas? You don’t even have to knock, just faze through. Does that sound good?”
“That’s a splendid idea Ms. Y/ln!” The hopefulness in his eyes made you almost feel bad.
Key word.
Almost.
You began to walk away and pulled out your phone.
Y/n: Room. Now.
Wanda: On my way! :))
God this was going to be fun.
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4 rounds in and she was still screaming like it was her first. You pounded harder into her dripping cunt as her moans spurred you on.
“You think he could make you feel like this?” You hissed out while her nails scratched your back harder.
“No no- only you baby.” Wanda sobbed out as she was getting close to another orgasm.
You quickly switched the position so that she was on top. You slapped her ass and out your hands on her bruised hips.
“You know what to do.” A whimper left her lips at your demanding tone.
Her hands made their way on your shoulders as she lifted her lips before slamming down.
You watched as her tits bounced with her movements and leaned in.
Taking a hard nippled in your mouth, you softly sucked on it.
One of Wanda’s hands made its way into your hair and pulled you closer to her chest.
“I’m all yours.” She moaned into your ear as her breath hitched.
“I have arrived Ms. Y/ln.” Vision fazed through the wall and a smirk appeared on your face.
You felt Wanda freeze on your lap.
“If you stop I won’t fuck you for a month.” Her eyes widened even more and after a moment of hesitation, she picked off where she left off and hid her face in the crook of your neck.
“Back off Vision, she’s mine.” You called out to the speechless robot.
“I’m sorry Vis-“ Her apology was cut off as a brutal moan made its way out her throat.
He quickly fazed out the room.
She wanted to feel bad, she really did.
But with your cock hitting all the right places, she just didn’t give a shit.
“I love you.”
And with that, her eyes slammed shut as her orgasm rippled through her.
Animals (Elizabeth Olsen x Reader)
Warning: smut, toxic relationship, cheating, cursing
kind of based on: Animals By Maroon 5
“Fuck” An angelic voice hissed out in front of you. Snapping your eyes up as a smirk made it’s way onto your face.
“At least act like you’re happy to me lizzie” You teased, knowing the brunette’s patience was running thin.
“I mean, you sounded pretty happy last time.” Your voice dropped an octave, remembering how lovely her skin was against yours. You could hear her breath hitch before she cleared her throat. It was all music to your ears.
“Get lost.” She grunted out, wanting this conversation to end as quick as possible. She turned her seat to face the bar tender. The blasting music already giving her a headache.
“Darling I was here first.” She rolled her eyes before ordering another drink.
“Where’s bobbie?” I casually asked. “Shouldn’t he know not to leave a pretty girl by herself.”
“His name is Robbie.” Elizabeth raised her voice, anger dripping out on her words. “And he’s around.”
I hummed out in thought before downing a shot.
5..
4..
3..
2..
She quickly grabbed my wrist and sped walked to the nearest bathroom.
1..
“One last time..” She breathed out as the door slammed shut. I pushed her against the wall as her arms went around my neck. I slithered a knee between her legs and pressed it against her core. Her gasp was swallowed by the kiss she pulled me into.
The kiss soon made its way up her neck. As soon as my lips made it to her ear, i bit her earlobe.
“I’m gonna eat you alive.” I rasped out and fell to my knees and bunched her dress up. The white piece of cotton now dripping wet. I slowed my movements down and placed my index finger over her clit, beginning to rub small circles. Her hips bucked into my hand as her hands made their way into my hair.
“Y/n i swear to god if you don-” Her rant was cut short as i ripped her panties off and attached my lips to her needy clit. She whimpered loudly while i kicked up her slit before going back to her clit.
She pushed my head farther into her pussy and released a moan as she tried grinding into my tongue.
“Stay still.” I rasped out while holding her hips down. She whined as she struggles against my grip.
I stood back up and slammed my lips against hers. When she was least expecting it, i thrusted 2 fingers into her tight cunt. A loud yell of my name left her swollen lips.
“Look at how well you take me” i whispered into her ear as her cries grew louder the deeper i went inside her. My thumb pressed into her clit.
“Y-y/n i’m close” Elizabeth moaned out, her walls tightening against my fingers. Her thighs began to tremble and tried closing but i just pushed them apart farther. Her dilated pupils met mine when she chased my lips. She bit my bottom lip while backing away.
Her orgasm hit her out of nowhere. A scream bubbled out of her throat as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses. She tightened against your fingers, making it hard to move.
Once she has calmed down, I removed my fingers and placed them against her lips. She parted her lips and welcomed my digits with her tongue. She let out a soft moan and continued to suck on my soaked fingers.
Once we both cleaned up, we exited the bathroom.
“Oh hey Lizzie! I’ve been looking for you” Robbie approached us while her cheeks started to redden. He wrapped his arms around her waist.
“I accidentally spilt a drink on her so I was helping her clean up.” I smoothly lied to his face, having to bite back a cheeky smirk.
“I’ll see you around Elizabeth.” I called out while walking to the exit, knowing she would stop by my house later.
Personalized Fics and/or E-letters
Hey guys! I was thinking a fun way to get back into writing and trying to cheer myself up, I would gift you personalized fics and e-letters for being so wonderful to me and this blog for the past, god, like 5 years. If you would fill out this form below, I can send you whatever you little heart desires!
summary: wanda sure had a way with her magic
word count: 3.7k
pairings: wanda x black!reader ; bruce x black!reader ; avengers x black!reader
warnings: 18+!!!! wlw smut, mind control in a way?, everything is consensual, oral, using magic for pleasure, exibitionism, voyeurism, sex magick, magical strap on, being tied up, daddy kink
a/n: I do not own these characters but this story and my other works are my own intellectual property. And a big thanks to @vase-of-lilies for my new disclaimer banner!
summary: wanda sure had a way with her magic
word count: 3.7k
pairings: wanda x black!reader ; bruce x black!reader ; avengers x black!reader
warnings: 18+!!!! wlw smut, mind control in a way?, everything is consensual, oral, using magic for pleasure, exibitionism, voyeurism, sex magick, magical strap on, being tied up, daddy kink
a/n: I do not own these characters but this story and my other works are my own intellectual property. And a big thanks to @vase-of-lilies for my new disclaimer banner!
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“You have no idea how long I have waited and waited to get my turn to ruin you,”
All you could see is red, the tendrils of power flowed from her hands and over you, she wasn’t in your line of sight yet. She was taunting you, teasing you and she didn’t even have to physically touch you. The red ropes tickled your nipples and you called out begging for her hands or her mouth.
“You can beg but I want to take my time with you,”
“Wanda please!,” You mewl. It had been a good month or so between this session and your last and the worst part about it? Bruce doesn’t touch you between sessions. He does it to tease you, he loves to see how needy you become after not being touched and not being able to cum when you want to. So he doesn’t touch you, and you hate it.
“What? this isn’t enough?,” She extends her fingers and her power mocks her gesture, rubbing your clit in circles, it still wasn’t enough but it was something. It was enough to ebb that ache away just a bit.
“I w-want more,” Your wrists flex underneath the soft knot of ribbon she had wrapped ever so neatly around them. It made Wanda exude a particularly dominant demeanor to have you in her bed, with her red silk robe tie complimenting your dark skin. It made her wet to see your back arch and make your breasts reach toward the sky, nipples hard and skin of your breasts moving so delicately and urgently to beg for more. She felt like you were hers when she looks down at your brown toes and see the base of a white polish with red swirls on them to mimic her power.
Wanda has never wanted to kiss or suck anyone’s toes so bad.
“Tell me what you want, Dove,”
“Everything…”
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“I’ve literally held off on blowing any loads for this and I’m getting close already,” Tony was never afraid to be blunt and at the beginning of this, if he said that, everyone would be appalled but now, they’re all so used to it that they just moan in agreement.
“I still can’t believe we’re doing this,” Steve said. He’s nervous in a way, because he knows after this session, in a few week’s time, it’ll be his turn and he doesn’t want to disappoint. It’s been a while for him, not like decades long (anymore) but long enough for him to doubt his abilities.
“Are you second guessing the fact that a bombshell like Y/N is doing US the pleasure of sleeping with her?,” Sam questioned.
“Yeah, you gotta admit man, this is quite the experience,” Bucky added.
“The best I’ve ever had,” Natasha sighed happily.
“Yeah, yeah, soak it all in now because after this she goes back to being all mine,” Bruce looked over his glasses, to give wink and a smirk.
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“Hear that, Dove? Your daddy said after all this, he’s gonna go back to keeping you all to himself, that’s why I’m gonna take my time with you,”
She finally stepped into your line of sight, and God did she look ridiculously sexy. Her hair had fallen over her shoulders in second day beach waves and her nipples matched yours in the sense of sitting pretty on her areolas, hard as her body grew more aroused by the second.
She moved her hand delicately but the tendrils that flowed from her had grabbed your legs roughly. You didn’t understand how well she could make her magic flow until it was being used on you in this way. Her other hand moved and the red waves pushed past your labia and into your vagina. The mist of power was so thin itself but inside you it mimicked the girth of a dick. The wet sounds echoed in your ear and hearing how wet you were was so erotic to you. Every time you get fucked, you get hypnotized by the sound of your own wetness, that may make you a little self absorbed but it makes you feel so good about yourself that you make their dicks drown when they’re deep inside and their pussies messy when you scissor.
“God that pussy feels sogood,”
You looked over after she whispered and saw her grinding at the air and her eyes closed. It took a second for you to understand, but she was using her powers to simulate a cock for herself so she could feel how you feel inside.
“Oh..fuck,” you couldn’t help but call out at her action and how hot this was, the sensation she was creating without even having to physically touch you is otherworldly.
“I want it, gimme more, Wanda. I want more,” soon, you weren’t even needing her powers to keep your legs apart because you were opening them wide yourself, “Fuck, baby that shit feels so good,”
“Does it, Dove? Does my malen'kaya suchka like that?,” the way she called you her little bitch in Russian rolled off her tongue like silk. If anyone were to call you that outside of this type of setting, you’d be throwing drinks and punches, but now, all it can do is make you arch your back and moan her name.
Her pace was rich, and slow but her stroke was deep and hard. You could feel your juices running down to your asshole, that just so happens to be winking, wanting some attention as well. She has to be reading your mind, because shortly after, you feel a push up against the tight ring of muscles. You feel full as her waves of power penetrate you in both holes. You feel full just to be getting fucked by an illusion, her power is real, but the feeling of being stuffed by two cocks is not. The waves of red were so thin but the feeling of thick girth was not.
The feeling of wet tongues around your nipples called you to moan out in surprise. You don’t know how she does it but then again, you don’t have the time to figure it out, it’s too fucking good to be trying to figure it out right now.
“Good girl. Take it, there ya go. Take me, take me deep inside,”
You were bucking up at the air, her eyes looked deep into your soul and read you to filth. Her eye contact was too hypnotizing, you couldn’t look away, not with her thrusting her hips like that and definitely not with her juices falling down to the floor like that. Some of it was making a journey down her legs and some was just dripping onto the floor like a leaky faucet, you wanted to be under her catching it.
“Right there, right there, right fucking there. Oh my fff- fuuuuck,” your first orgasm of the night was gifted to you with a bright red bow attached to a sexy redheaded witch. The very redheaded witch who you considered your friend, a friend who now, had your hands tied to the bed, a friend whose bed you made a mess on, (one of many). A friend who was calling you her little bitch is Russian, it was so aggressive yet sultry, she could degrade you in Russian and you would thank her, even if you didn’t know what all of the words meant.
“What a good suchka. Making a mess for me already. You just couldn’t wait to make a wet spot on my bed could you? Your big daddy Brucey has been neglecting you hasn’t he? Poor little Dove,”
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“How do you not fuck the day lights out of her in between all of this?,” Clint asks. He almost hates that he went first for all of this, he’s had so many more ideas of what he could do to you and now he’s not sure if he’ll ever get to try them.
“She knows how this goes. She knows who daddy is,”
“Man, you’re better than me,” Bucky sighed.
“I will forever mourn the fact I had to wash Mjölnir after for cleanly purposes. She smells so good I didn’t want to get rid of it,” Thor didn’t want to discuss how often he cums to the memory of your session with him. He wants another go but who knows if he will ever get that chance again.
“I know, I didn’t want to wash her cum off my face either,” Sam adjusts himself as he can feel himself getting hard. Tony sits in a chair, subtly palming himself, he just wants his night with you. He doesn’t care how much he thinks about it, he will reiterate how bad he wants you until it is his turn. Natasha, sat with one leg curled under her as she tries to discreetly hump the heel of her foot, the hardness of the bone and the pressure she made, made great for a humping experience. Steve and Bucky were thrusting into the air at nothing and Thor, Thor just kept squeezing his legs together, in hope that the pressure will ease his raging hard on.
Bruce however, had given up the idea of the listening party etiquette and pulled his cock out, stroking to the sounds of your moans, jerking himself off to the pace of the sound your juices made each time Wanda went in and out of you.
Everyone had begun staring at his leaking head, some of their mouths wide open as it dripped down his shaft. His balls sat comfortably on top of the V his zipper made as it was spread open, they were so heavy he didn’t have an answer for how he would hold himself back before you were spent.
Being uncomfortable wasn’t a thing now. Everyone had settled into the idea of this being their thing. This is what they do together so if they had started out uncomfortable, they got over that fast.
“Shit,” Bruce hissed as he swiped his palm over his angry red tip. He was leaking for you. He missed the feeling of your mouth sucking his tip like you were getting the last drop of a milkshake. His missed feeling your ridged walls as he fucked you into the mattress. Thinking about you, thinking about himself cumming inside you, it was almost too much for him,
He had to slow down.
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At this point Wanda was sitting on your face, riding your tongue like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby, almost to the finish line, going for the prize money.
“That’s it, baby. I’m so close, you gonna make me cum? You gonna slurp me up real good?,”
“Mhm! Mhm!,” If your mouth wasn’t full of pussy, you would have shouted your answer for her.
Even though she was on top of you, her magic still flowed from her hands to fuck you silly. She had finally let your hands go and you had your hands latched onto her breasts, tweaking her nipples and choking her while she convulsed from the shocks of pleasure she was receiving.
Wanda was close and she didn’t try to hold back the moans that were bubbling in her throat. She was calling out your name and all you could taste was her essence and feel the moisture of her clammy skin. She was whimpering and damn did she sound good, with the way her breath hitched you could tell she was getting ready to cum.
Her thighs were adding the perfect amount of pressure around your head to make your tongue flick faster, to make your hand squeeze her neck harder.
“I knew your mouth was good for something other than complaining,” Wanda whimpers. She’s right, you’re a complainer but that’s only because you’re so spoiled and of course, there’s nothing wrong with that.
You and Wanda have a running joke that your mouth can do other things than just complain and right now, you were proving it.
It wasn’t long before Wanda came in your mouth and never have you acted so thirsty. She was so pretty when she came, her face was flushed red and her breasts jiggled as the tremors ran over her body. She tasted so good, at this point you didn’t want her to get off your face, you wanted to keep tasting her, drinking her up like she was a ripe strawberry, plump and juicy.
You were surprised when she pulled herself off of you to lick her cum off the corners of your mouth. Lapping it up like it was a hot summer day and your popsicle was melting, she wanted to catch the sugary liquid.
Your tongues swirled together and your clit throbbed when she sucked on your tongue like a lollipop, wanting to suck her own flavor off of you.
“I want you to fuck the hell out of me. When I cum I don’t want to see a flash of white, I want to see you emerging from clouds of red,”
“I will make your dreams come true, Dove. Don’t you worry,”
She wasn’t lying when she said that either. She had you twisted like a pretzel fucking you, she had your face smooshed into the mattress as she ate you from the back. Wanda didn’t come to play, she meant business and she wanted you to come as many times as possible before the sun came up because once the sun came up, it’s game over.
Wanda fucked you so hard you have to brace your hands against the headboard or else your skull would be cracked from the impact. She was feral, she was fucking your orgasms out of you but making sure she got her own nuts as well. The sheets were wet with cum, saliva and sweat, the number of times you began drooling from how much you’ve cum is lost on you. The smell of the room is a bit raunchy but that is to be expected with a mix of bodily fluids.
“Call for your daddy, baby,” she breathed in your ear, “Let him know how good an imaginary cock is fucking his little Dove’s pussy,”
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“Daddy! Daddy please, she’s fucking me so ff..ff-ffuucking good!,”
Your screams echoed into the hallway of superheros who were getting their rocks off and sharing moans.
Bruce had beads of sweat along his hairline as he gripped his length tightly in his hands, he wasn’t even trying to hold out anymore, he had gotten nasty with it and started palming his heavy sack, trying to coax his nut out of himself.
“That’s right baby, take it,” he mutters to himself when he hears your calling for him. He knew Wanda was making you feel good but the fact she had you calling his name, had his toes curling.
“Daddy!! Sh-shit. Shit, shit shit, Wanda!! pleeeease,”
“God dammit,” Tony cursed, clenching his fingers around his bulge he just needs to hear that final scream, that last whine as you cum for the last time tonight, before he as to wait weeks to hear you like this again. He wants to cum with you, even if he’s not the one in there, he wants to share that orgasm so when he goes back to his room, he can envision it’s you two who were in that room together.
Natasha, poor Natasha was right on the edge, knuckles losing their color with how tight she was gripping the arms of the chair she was in. She never thought humping her own heel would feel so good. It’s a lot better than humping a soft pillow, she could never get the angle right with that, but this way? This way was a game changer.
Sam and Bucky were reminiscing about their nights with you in their minds. The way Sam had you up in the air like that, Bucky thinking about the way his mouth attached to the little cut on your neck. You brought this out of them and they would be lying if they said they weren’t proud of how you did it.
Clint was turned on but he had a good way of hiding it. Not that he was embarrassed but he knows for damn sure if he took his cock out, he’d have busted already. Thor was still palming himself, he was teasing himself trying to see if he could make it past this session without cumming because if he did? He could go back to home and slut himself out to the thought of you while he stared at his hammer and just imagine you riding it again.
Then there was Steve, Steve was half hard and half limp. He is overthinking the fact that this session is almost over and then in a short amount of time it will be his turn. He’s getting hard hearing you like this but he can’t get all the way there because his mind is going a million miles a minute and he’s worried about his performance. If he can’t get out his head now to get hard and stay hard, he begins ti think he might have some performance issues when you’re in front of him.
Stage fright if you will.
Maybe when this is over tonight he can go back to his room and beat his dick until he cums, maybe if he just plans things a little in his head it won’t be an issue. Or maybe he’s just over thinking.
“Harder, harder! please I want iiiit,” you cried out.
They all emitted the same response. A breathy “fuck” was said in unison as your voice had gone shrill.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee,”
Bruce could practically hear the tears that welled in your eyes. You always get so glassy eyed when you’re teetering on the line of being fucked out. You’re almost there and you don’t want to be done just yet, but you’re not sure how much longer you can last.
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Wanda’s pelvis was meeting yours as she thrust inside of you, she had her magic wrapped around her thighs like a strap on except she could feel everything. She could feel the way you clenched tight around her, she can feel your walls throbbing to the beat of your heart, she can feel how fucking warm and wet you were and it drove her mad. She never thought she would be able to experience the inside of someone and derive pleasure from it, she always wanted to and here she is.
“Gimme one more, Dove just one more, I know you can do it, pretty girl. I know it. Be good and give it to me,” her forearms made a frame on each side of your head as her cool forehead was pressed against yours. She was swallowing your moans like they were a sort of life force that kept her going. Your lips are swollen from how hard you two have been kissing one another, biting each other’s lips and sitting on each other’s faces.
You were glad that she untied your arms when she did because you needed the sensation of your nails digging into her back, you needed to hear her swear in Russian as you scratched down her spine.
These little raindrops of feelings were creating an entire storm that was your impending orgasm. Your whimpers were small rumbles of thunder, your body twitching in pleasure lighting bolts. Your sky was getting dark as the clouds came closer, your sky was starting to rain harder and you didn’t have an umbrella.
“Cum in meeee!!,” that final cry was the loudest crack of thunder you could produce. You felt your cum splash on your as you squirted all over Wanda and her sheets.
“That’s it, baby,” Wanda encouraged, “F-ffuucckk!,” her legs tightened up as she came, she couldn’t literally cum inside you bit the feeling was outstanding regardless of if it could be done or not. The fact that you begged for her to is what sent you over the edge.
Your hands flew to your eyes as you began bawling, your body was still hot from the bolts of pleasure that overtook your body. Behind the clouds was a sunny sky, it was the most beautiful storm that could be produced,
“God, shit, th-that was too good,” you gasp. Your smile up at the witch who bends over to kiss your forehead. You both share a laugh when you hear multiple moans from the hallway. You forget that everyone is out there until you’re done and can hear them. You could tell that many were brought to orgasm and with that fact you saw the sun peaking up and you pouted at Wanda.
You didn’t realize how long you two have been at it but at the first sign of the sun you know it was time to get cleaned up, relax a bit and go back to your normal routine.
“I know, Dove,” you don’t even have to say anything before Wanda is speaking. She can see it in your eyes.
“When we wake up, I’ll get you clean and we can watch movies all day. How does that sound?,”
“You got yourself a deal,”
It wasn’t long before you’re waking up to a bunch of groans and mutters. You look down and see that you actually did make a mess for Wanda to have to clean up.
“So that really happened, huh?,” You smirk at her.
“Indeed it was,”
For this session you wanted it to be sort of like a simulation. So, she had put you all to sleep, with everyone’s consent of course. The dream and the actions were real but it going down in person, was not. Wanda would rather have it this way because with this dream she conjured up, it would be a place she could visit any time she wanted, just her. She could watch it however many times she wanted, she could change whatever she wanted. You in that world would be a memory but Wanda would be real. You loved that idea.
It was all one giant wet dream, one of the best you could ever have.
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