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ROCKING THE BOAT
summary â there are a few things natasha has to see to before you and her can make the great escape to norway
warning(s) â established relationship, black widow film semi-canon, emotional exhaustion, brief angsty vibes, the accords, dom/sub dynamics, soft?hard?daddy? (all of the above?) dom!natasha, domestic banter, essentially negotiation ensues, humiliation kink, size kink, makeout session, fingers in hair, hair pulling, lip biting, spit play, thumb sucking, previous knife play, admittedly just freak behavior, undressing, neck kisses, shaving, every kind of teasing, gentle reassurance, manhandling, threat of spanking, clit slapping, nipple stimulation, clit licking, cum play?, cum tasting, bathtub sex, slow fingering, begging, moaning, soft orgasm, aftercare, cuddling, kissing, showering, talks of hair braiding, morning after vibes, hand holding, packing, public play, free use kink at large, biting, exhibitionism, clothed grinding + groping, strap-on usage, dirty talk, elements of cnc, thigh fucking, clit stimulation (nat!receiving), just the tip, delayed orgasm, choking, mutual orgasm, praise kink, pet names, men/minors dni
authors note â so⌠iâve never written anything like this and i cannot even be sure how i thought of this so... enjoy? would love to hear your thoughts and comments!
say smth nice to me honey // i love you please i-
pairing: (dark?)nat/f!reader
âIâm sorry,â she whispers, and you blink your eyes open, staring down at her blearily. âI just want to hurt you so bad, baby.â
notes: legit don't remember writing this or if i posted this before. posting it the way i found it in my notes app (except added bullets for non-prose sections)
itâs the beginning of the week so
thank you @sheriff-bodecker youâre the bestest
I swear I hate my life. One thing goes okay and 276357 go wrong. I am so fucking tired
user leeharkerd.. no joke i was obsessed with your works on my old account like two years ago. itâs an honor to be mutuals <333
om g i feel honored.. i love your acc smm ⥠ive been meaning to follow you ever since i saw your kinktober (..which holyshit was amazing btw)
....natasha romanoff x reader
wc: 3530?
warnings: nipple play, dry humping, intense/rough oral sex, oral from behind, mommy kink, spanking, inspection kink, multiple orgasms, strap-on sex, squirting, overstim, natasha has body hair, it's lowkey been awhile since y'all last fucked, a wink of angst, annnddd shes fucking you in her trailer,
You're fucking gushing.
You havenât even undressed yetâshit, Natasha hasnât even undressed yetâand still, you can feel your arousal soaking through your panties and into your pants.
Fuck, and all it had to take was a little making out and some humping to get you this worked up? Shit, you're absolutely pussy-whipped.
But in all honestly, who could blame you?
Youâre straddling Natashaâs lap, her mouth all over yoursâkissing you messy, wet, and hungry as you both grind into each other. Itâs hard to get any real friction, the clothes between your bodies ruining the rhythm, but youâre both too desperate to care. Youâll make it work. She groans into your mouth, her pussy throbbing, soaked through, her clit aching for attentionâneedy and twitching beneath the pressure of your grinding bodies.
Her hands are everywhereâgroping your ass, then sliding up to play with your tits. Theyâre still covered by your shirt, but that doesnât stop her. She tweaks a nipple through the fabric, making you choke out a sob. Your nipples are hard and pointy, poking so prettily against your shirt. You just wish sheâd suck on them already.
"Baby, you'reâyou're gonna make me make a mess," she groans into your mouth as she continues to rock her body against yours, and you moan, her muscular thigh pressing against your clothed pussy almost being too much to handle. God, she needs to come. Needs to take her pants off and slide her wet cunt over your mouth over and over until she soaks your chin-
But she won't. Because why would she give you what you want so early on? You need to learn, learn to be good. Learn to listen and do as told.
It's in seconds, that shes turning you over onto your stomach and ripping your clothes off. It happens almost so quickly that you dont even remember it happening.
She tears your shirt off, which is fine. It was cheap anyways, and then your pantsâokay, you'll buy new ones.
Itâs not until she gets to your soaked pantiesâones youâre sure sheâs about to tear offâthat she surprises you by lowering her head instead. She wets her lips, then drags her tongue slow and deliberate over your clothed, dripping slit, tasting you through the thin, ruined fabric.
You squirm, whining and attempting to push yourself more into her touch as she eats your pussy through your panties. It's not enough, not nearly enough.
You're so horny that you literally want to die. And Natasha was not helping with that in the slightest.
You continue helplessly rocking back into her mouth to try and chase your climax, to finally reach it, though you knew you wouldn't with this barrier of clothing, whining out her name repeatedly to try and get her to touch you properly.
"Natasha, please," you whine, and she growls into your cunt, slapping your ass harshlyâwhich tears a guttural moan from your throat. Her voice is rough as she whispers, "what, sweet girl?" Into your inner thigh, and when you try to respond, you're abruptly cut off by Natasha rudely tearing your new, expensive panties into two.
You huff into the sheets, kicking your feet as she stares at you, her eyebrow raised. "Those were new, Natasha!" You groan into the mattress frustratedly, before looking at her over your shoulder with wet eyes. "I bought them for you," you sniffle and she frowns as she picks up the ruined fabric, inspecting it.
âTheyâre pretty,â she purrs, âreal nice⌠Sounds like you should think before wearing nice little panties like these," She laughs before throwing them aside, "because your stupid pussy completely ruined them.â Her hand comes down hard on your ass again, making the already sensitive flesh burn redder, stinging in the most perfect way. "But I'm sorry either way."
You sob into the mattress as she spanks the other cheek, the pain of the sting somehow arousing you even more, a gush of slick leaking from your pussyâwhich, of course, doesn't go unnoticed by Natasha, her thumbs already pulling apart your folds for a further look. She coos at you as another gush of arousal drools from your hole.
She loves it.
She loves it so much that she can't even hold herself back as she goes right in, spitting on your cunt before sliding her tongue over every single inch of your pussy. Her nose, god her nose, bumping up against your clit with every pass between your folds. Shes sloppy, but your cunt is just the same.
You whine as she flips you back onto your back, holding you still with her strong arms as she dives back in, sucking on your clit before going back to tonguing at your folds. "F-fuck," you moan, and she spanks your thigh in response. The impact of the slap makes your eyes roll shut, serving as the pushover you needed as your first climax of the day shoots through your body like lightning.
You're shaking violently, crying out a string of "Natasha's" as your climax surges through your over sensitive body. As your orgasm finally passes after what felt like minutes, you expect Natasha to stop, but she doesn't. Her mouth is still relentless as she savors your wet pussy. You cry out, desperately trying to squirm away from her unrelenting mouth, but her arms keep you from doing so. Forcing you to stay completely still as she brutally eats your cunt. "Natasha," you whine, and she growls into your cunt, licking you further. It's almost like it's punishment, but for what?
Oh. That's what.
âNatâoh fuckâMommy,â you moan, being sure to correct yourself and watching as she smiles into your pussy, not stopping for even a second. You try to close your legs, but youâre trappedâher grip tightens, holding you open, leaving you no escape as she pushes you into another brutal orgasm.
Atleast you finally got the name right.
"N-no, Mommy, please stop,â you sob, despite being unable to stop the desperate rolling of your hips âPlease stop, I c-canâtâMommy, please, I canât!â
She doesnât let up, laughing into your soaked cunt, licking every inch with obscene enthusiasm. Her thumb creeps up to tease your clit, soft at firstâthen sheâs back on it, spitting before sucking hard, drawing a broken wail from your throat as your arousal and her spit drip down the crack of your ass. âYou can. And you will. Okay?â she spits, her voice rough and commanding.
You thrash your head side to side, desperately trying to escape her grasp as she continues to eat your pussy. Your clit throbs with sensitivity, and it almost makes you scream when she gives it yet another hard suck. You're crying, tears flowing freely down your face as she tongues at your clit. "Oh god, Mommy," you sob, "P-please stop," you cry out, and a tight feeling coils low in your belly, one that you didn't even know was formingâthe need to piss, it hurts and aches and you whine as you try to wriggle out of her punishing grip. You sob loudly, trying to find the words to describe how you're literally about to piss yourself.. But you can't, your mouth, too slack and your brain too jumbled to even keep up with her quick tongue. Eventually, after a few more long seconds of you attempting to even get a word out, it happens.
You squirt, for the first time ever. All over her face.
It comes out in multiple spurts, catching Natasha off guard for a moment as it soaks her faceâyet she doesn't stop eating. You're embarrassed to say the least, yet somehow embarrassed is an underestimate. You attempt to cover your face with your hands, only to be met with another swat to the side of your thighâwhich rips another moan from you from deep in your throat. You thrash and wail, desperately trying to escape her mouth as another orgasm rips through your body, cries of "Mommy," leaving your lips as you cry through your ecstasy.
When she's finally done, she lifts her head, climbing over your body leaning into your own for a kiss. "Gimme a kiss," she huffs, "taste yourself."
You do. And its alright, but you think that Natasha tastes better. She holds you there, kissing you slowly as you ease into it. Your hands seek for purchase, deciding on just resting them on the back of her neck, your fingers playing with the baby hairs that lie there. You've missed her. You've missed this. Missed the sex, her scent, her face, missed the feeling of her holding you so closeâlike she doesn't want to ever let go.
You missed it all.
It's hard to go through a transition where you're always together to then be torn apart from eachother. Endless nights of you phone calling Natasha, only to be met with 6 rings and then her voicemail message. You were lucky if she were to even text back, you were even luckier if she was able to call back.
Those calls usually took place at sometime at 3 in the morning when you were already in bed for the night. You'd always pick up anyways, because when else were you provided with this opportunity? She'd always had been painfully busy on her work days, and especially during her missions. You kind of missed when you both lived back at her apartment, but some shit went down and she wants to keep you safe. You get that.
Okay, scratch that, you definitely miss when you were together at her apartment. The trailer is nice, (though it is nicer when you're not alone in it) but the apartment beats it with ease. You imagine she has a pretty good life during her missions if she gets to stay in that pretty place, besides the fact that you're not there with her.
The two of you sit there for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being so close, and so together. And for a moment you just think, Yeah, I could get used to this again. The comforting silence easing your mind after all that time away from, before being broken. Though you didn't mind, obviously, because theres always time for that later. And right now, you just wanted to be fucked. Months without sex or just physical touch in general has seriously fucked you over, having had spent countless of nights with your fingers buried deep inside of your lonely cunt with only a few nude polaroids of Natasha to temporarily soothe the ache. Eventually, before giving you one more hard kiss, she pulls away from your overheated body, standing up and planting her feet at the front of the bed.
"Unzip me."
You practically jump at the opportunity, crawling to sit at the edge of the bedâyour hands fumbling with her zipper as you shove her pants down her thighs, her underwear following soon after. You huff at the sight of her toned legs, your pussy growing even wetter at the mouthwatering view. God, you loved her muscles. After a long, shameless minute spent ogling her thighs, your gaze finally lands on her unshaven cunt. A small, accidental squeak escapes you at the sight of her damp curls and her pretty, swollen clitâpeeking out from it's hood.
âPlease, let me,â you beg, your voice breathy and desperate. You needed to lick herâto fucking devour her. Her pussy looks so wet, slick glistening across her inner thighs.
âMm-mm,â she tsks, and you want to cry. All you wanted was a tasteâto finally bury your face in her wet cunt, maybe even slide a finger or two inside and fuck her to the edge. But that clearly wasnât what Natasha had planned. Not that you have any time to dwell on it, because in the next second, her hand is fisted in your hair, yanking your face closer.
âLook at it,â she huffs, and you obey, your hands moving faster than your mind. You do as told, pulling apart her folds to inspect her sticky cunt. Sheâs beautiful, the smell of her arousal alone clouding your mind and making your movements clumsy. Your thumb presses on her hood, causing her clit to protrude a bit more, and you press your thighs together at the sight. Youâd like her to sit on your faceâto trap you between her legs as she gets herself off, for her to come in your mouth and then fuck you through orgasm after orgasm.
That's a great image. You'll think about that later, when you're alone in the small bedroom of your shared trailer, fingering yourself to completion as Natasha showers in the other roomâoblivious as ever. If she knew, she'd take you over her knee and spank you until you're red and raw. Though you thinkâno, knowâthat you'd like that even more.
She nods in approval through it all, letting out a soft moan when your finger accidentally slips and eases in a bit. âThatâs a good girl,â Natasha groans as you collect the slick that drools onto your finger, slipping it into your mouth. You moan at the taste of herâshe makes you crazy. You want more. You want to taste her for real.
You'd give anything in the world just for the permission to worship her.
Well, thereâs no time for that, because suddenly sheâs backing away and walking over to the nightstand, opening the bottom drawer to retrieve a harness and a dildo. She looks you right in the eyes as she steps into the harness, adjusting the buckles before pushing the dildo into the o-ringed slot.
âIs this big enough for you, baby?â Natasha husks, spitting into her open palm and stroking the fake cock. âOr do you need something bigger?â
You gulp, scanning her body for a momentâfrom bottom to top. You note the way her legs look when theyâre unshaved. You observe how perfectly her hips fit into the harness. You notice the small, thin, trail of hair leading from her pubic area to her belly button, and then to her gorgeous abs. Fuck, her abs. You take in her strong arms and manicured fingernails. Then, your eyes suddenly fall back to the fake cockâand itâs big. You hadnât even thought that it would fit, and now sheâs asking if you need something bigger? Oh, youâll be just fine with this one.
You mustâve been staring too long, because she breaks the silence with a quiet throat-clear. âIs something wrong?â she asks, voice laced with genuine curiosity.
You shake your head quickly, murmuring a soft âno,â but that obviously doesn't cut itâand you both know it.
âWhat was that?â Natasha coos, and you squirm in your place on the bed.
âNothing,â you whisper, lowly.
âDidnât sound like nothing,â she replies, walking to the bed and pushing you back down onto your back, dropping the conversation as a whole.
Her mouth is then on your tits in a rush, sucking and teasing the sensitive buds. You moan, trying to press your chest further outâgiving yourself to her, submitting to her. She sucks harder, and you suck in a harsh breath. Itâs hard to behave; you want her cock in you, and you want it now.
It doesnât help that you can feel it pressing into your thigh, either.
Eventually, she gives inâbacking away, spitting on her hand again and stroking the toy before leaning forward to spit on your cunt. âNow, normally Iâd prep you. You know that. But I think you can do it, canât you, baby? Take that big stretch?â she huffs with a laugh, pressing the tip between your folds as you nod your head "yes."
You suck in a breath, bracing yourself as she slowly sheaths herself into your pussy. It hurtsâit burnsâyet you still want more. Want her to hold you down as she fucks into your hole mercilessly, groaning as the harness rubs up against her swollen, neglected clit. God, you can just imagine the sound of her moaning into your breasts as she pounds into you.
She continues to push herself into you, rubbing your clit lightly with her thumb as she does. Your eyes flutter shut, a pained whimper slipping from your hoarse throat as she finally sinks herself all the way inside.
You bite your lip, eyes fixed on the massive cock buried deep in your cunt. You can already picture the stretch, the messy gape sheâll leave behind when she finally pulls outâand that filthy thought alone makes your clit throb beneath her thumb.
An audible moan slips from your lips as she starts to move her hips, slowly fucking you with the rather large cock. Her thrusts are deep, each one hitting just rightâmeasured, controlled, the most perfect rhythm youâve ever felt. Youâd almost forgotten how seriously she takes your pleasure; had it been months since the last time you two had sex. Months since the two of you had done anything, really. The sight of her intense concentration makes you even wetterâshe tries so hard, and you know it.
You watch her closely as she places both strong hands on your hips, bending over slightly to do so before slamming into you at a harsh pace. A pitchy squeal escapes your mouth as youâre forced to suddenly adjust to the rapid, unrelenting rhythm. Your pussy opens up for her, welcoming her, letting her use you however she pleases. You donât mindânot even for a secondâas your hands reach out blindly, desperate to grab onto something: her shoulders, her hips, anything.
âDo you like that?â she groans, and you nod your head rapidly. You do. You love it.
âGood. I like that you want it,â she huffs, and you take that as your chance to finally steady your hands on either side of her waist. Your head is spinning, your eyes locked on herâon the way her abs flex, her biceps strain, the way her breasts bounce in the cups of her bra, the sweat gleaming on her skin, and that face of pure, focused attention. God, itâs hard to keep watching her with how hard sheâs fucking you, but you tryâbecause thereâs nothing more beautiful than this.
âMommy,â you sob, voice breaking as she starts thrusting even faster, driving that thick cock into your cunt, splitting you open with every brutal stroke. You donât know how much more you can takeâitâs too big, too deep, and your bodyâs trembling from the stretch.
âShh, I know, baby, I know. Itâs okay,â Natasha murmurs, her voice low and steady. âMommy knows you can take it.â
And somehow, with just those words, you believe her. Your pussy is sloppy, drenched in your own arousal, coating the toy as it slams into you again and again. Youâve never felt fuller, never felt more wreckedânever felt happier than you do in this moment as you take her cock repeatedly with no resistance.
Your hands slide around, slapping at her back, unable to get a stable grip as her mean thrusts seem to show you no mercy. You're about to cum again alreadyâit's sad. But you're horny, and you don't think you can hold back your orgasm much longer.
Natasha moans, her clit rubbing against the inside of the harness with every thrust. She needs to cum, but more importantly, she needs you to. She hopes that maybe, after this mind-blowing orgasm sheâs about to give you, youâll forgive her for depriving you of exactly that for so long. But after two seconds of thinking, she realizes that that'll take timeâlike everything does. But she's willing to be patient.
You cry out, your voice a shrill sound, as you reach the brink of orgasm. She sees it tooâimmediately quickening her thrusts. "Come on, baby," she growls, sweat dripping off her forehead, "Don't you want to cum for Mommy?" You do. So fucking badly. "I- Fuck, Mommy, please!" You sob, trying your hardest to push more words from your sore throat, but nothing comes out.
Her hand reaches down to collect some of the arousal dripping from your cunt, then proceeding to toy with your throbbing clitâher fingers nearly cramping up with the task, but she doesn't care.
Aftee taking one last deep breath, you wail. Kicking your legs and shaking as your third orgasm of the night surges through your veins like electricity, you think you might pass out purely from the force of it.
Natasha watches you with big eyes, fucking you through it and slurring heavy words, "That's a good girl," "You're so pretty, baby," and then, "FuckâI think i'm about to cum, shit!"
She does. Hard. Shuddering as she humps the material of the harness to her best ability. At one point she gets so frustrated that she just shoves her hand underneath it, rubbing her clit with her fingersâmoaning your name over and over until her orgasm finally subsides.
More silence fills the room, broken only by the sounds of the two of you breathing hard, your chests rising and falling in rhythm, and your small, desperate whimpers.
"I'm fucking exhausted," Natahsa huffs against your breast, giving your nipple a wet kiss.
tysm for all the love on this omg..
now showing: private dance
synopsis- it's halloween night, and the dancers aren't the only ones dressed up. when a mysterious stranger pays for a private dance, you come to find out the person under the mask isn't a stranger at all.
starring- natasha romanoff and student!reader
rated- x (18+) for explicit sexual content, graphic nudity, and strong language
run time- 4k
familiar
Kinktober Oct 6 pairing: Natasha Romanoff x afab!Reader
wordcount: 0.5k words
content (warnings): being watched while masturbating, pubic hair on reader - don't like? don't read., no consent, stalker-ish / spy behaviour., Reader wears boxers
Itâs a mission. Has been for months now. Her legs propped up on the desk, snack in hand, watching. Youâre on Pinterest, scrolling, saving, no rhythm. Laughing at videos, smiling and listening intently at the book recommendation videos.
On your laptop you work, sometimes, other times you watch your show. Voicing the words to lines sometimes. It's her favorite show to watch, you.
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Sum. After intense training, Natasha Romanoff realizes you haven't yet fully mastered your control under pressure. Determined to test your limits, she corners you with her favorite dagger, sliding the blade over your skin with a mixture of danger and lust. Every movement is calculated, every cold touch of the metal makes you tremble, until the power play transforms into something much more intense.
Warnings. 18+, fem!reader, explicit sexual content, explicit language, dom!nat, sub!reader, knife play, fingering (n receiving), breast play (squeezing, nipple teasing), oral (n receiving), dirty talk. Minors dni.
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The sweat-slicked mats of the Avengers training room echoed with the sounds of labored breaths and the occasional thud of bodies hitting the ground. The session had been grueling â Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow herself, pushing you to your limits with her unrelenting precision. As her protĂŠgĂŠ, you'd come far under her tutelage, but today, something was off. Your strikes were a fraction too slow, your defenses cracking under pressure. Natasha noticed, of course â she always did. Her green eyes narrowed as she disarmed you for the fifth time, her knife flashing in the fluorescent lights before she sheathed it with a flick of her wrist.
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zora bennet đŚ hunted
â°ď¸ jurassic world rebirth (2025) â no use of y/n â mdni â wlw â friends to enemies to lovers â predator/prey â dominant!zora â boot riding â kind of a hate fuck â she means well â word count: 2.5k
â°ď¸ warnings: horror â smut â
â°ď¸ after splitting off from the group, you realize that youâre being hunted by something.
....natasha romanoff x reader
wc: 3530?
warnings: nipple play, dry humping, intense/rough oral sex, oral from behind, mommy kink, spanking, inspection kink, multiple orgasms, strap-on sex, squirting, overstim, natasha has body hair, it's lowkey been awhile since y'all last fucked, a wink of angst, annnddd shes fucking you in her trailer,
You're fucking gushing.
You havenât even undressed yetâshit, Natasha hasnât even undressed yetâand still, you can feel your arousal soaking through your panties and into your pants.
Fuck, and all it had to take was a little making out and some humping to get you this worked up? Shit, you're absolutely pussy-whipped.
But in all honestly, who could blame you?
Youâre straddling Natashaâs lap, her mouth all over yours, kissing you as you both grind into each other. Her mouth is messy, wet, and hungry. If you're being honest, Itâs hard to get any real friction, the clothes between your bodies ruining the rhythm. But you find yourselves both too desperate to care. Youâll make it work. She groans into your mouth, her pussy throbbing, soaked through, her clit aching for attention, needy and twitching beneath the pressure of your grinding bodies.
Her hands are everywhereâgroping your ass, then sliding up to play with your tits. Theyâre still covered by your shirt, but that doesnât stop her. She tweaks a nipple through the fabric, making you choke out a sob. Your nipples are hard and pointy, poking so prettily against your shirt. You just wish sheâd suck on them already.
"Baby, you'reâyou're gonna make me make a mess," she groans into your mouth as she continues to rock her body against yours, and you moan, her muscular thigh pressing against your clothed pussy almost being too much to handle. God, she needs to come. Needs to take her pants off and slide her wet cunt over your mouth over and over until she soaks your chin-
But she won't. Because why would she give you what you want so early on? You need to learn, learn to be good. Learn to listen and do as told.
It's in seconds, that shes turning you over onto your stomach and ripping your clothes off. It happens almost so quickly that you dont even remember it happening.
She tears your shirt off, which is fine. It was cheap anyways, and then your pants.. okay, you'll buy new ones.
Itâs not until she gets to your soaked pantiesâones youâre sure sheâs about to tear offâthat she surprises you by lowering her head instead. She wets her lips, then drags her tongue slow and deliberate over your clothed, dripping slit, tasting you through the thin, ruined fabric.
You squirm, whining and attempting to push yourself more into her touch as she eats your pussy through your panties. It's not enough, not nearly enough.
You're so horny that you literally want to die. And Natasha was not helping with that in the slightest.
You continue helplessly rocking back into her mouth to try and chase your climax, to finally reach it, though you knew you wouldn't with this barrier of clothing, whining out her name repeatedly to try and get her to touch you properly.
"Natasha, please," you whine. She growls into your cunt in response before slapping your ass harshly, tearing a guttural moan from your throat. Her voice is rough as she whispers, "what, sweet girl?" Into your inner thigh, and when you try to respond, you're abruptly cut off by Natasha rudely tearing your new, expensive panties into two.
You huff into the sheets, kicking your feet as she stares at you, her eyebrow raised. "Those were new, Natasha!" You groan into the mattress frustratedly, before looking at her over your shoulder with wet eyes. "I bought them for you," you sniffle and she frowns as she picks up the ruined fabric, inspecting it.
âTheyâre pretty,â she purrs, âreal nice⌠Sounds like you should think before wearing nice little panties like these," She laughs before throwing them aside, "because your stupid pussy completely ruined them.â Her hand comes down hard on your ass again, making the already sensitive flesh burn redder, stinging in the most perfect way. "But I'm sorry either way."
You sob into the mattress as she spanks the other cheek, the pain of the sting somehow arousing you even more, a gush of slick leaking from your pussyâwhich, of course, doesn't go unnoticed by Natasha, her thumbs already pulling apart your folds for a further look. She coos at you as another gush of arousal drools from your hole.
She loves it.
She loves it so much that she can't even hold herself back as she goes right in, spitting on your cunt before sliding her tongue over every single inch of your pussy. Her nose, god her nose, bumping up against your clit with every pass between your folds. Shes sloppy, but your cunt is just the same.
You whine as she flips you back onto your back, holding you still with her strong arms as she dives back in, sucking on your clit before going back to tonguing at your folds. "F-fuck," you moan, and she spanks your thigh in response. The impact of the slap makes your eyes roll shut, serving as the pushover you needed as your first climax of the day shoots through your body like lightning.
You're shaking violently, crying out a string of "Natasha's" as your climax surges through your over sensitive body. As your orgasm finally passes after what felt like minutes, you expect Natasha to stop, but she doesn't. Her mouth is still relentless as she savors your wet pussy. You cry out, desperately trying to squirm away from her unrelenting mouth, but her arms keep you from doing so. Forcing you to stay completely still as she brutally eats your cunt. "Natasha," you whine, and she growls into your cunt, licking you further. It's almost like it's punishment, but for what?
Oh. That's what.
âNatâoh fuckâMommy,â you moan, being sure to correct yourself and watching as she smiles into your pussy, not stopping for even a second. You try to close your legs, but youâre trappedâher grip tightens, holding you open, leaving you no escape as she pushes you into another brutal orgasm.
Atleast you finally got the name right.
"N-no, Mommy, please stop,â you sob, despite being unable to stop the desperate rolling of your hips âPlease stop, I c-canâtâMommy, please, I canât!â
You don't actually want her to stop, and she knows that, considering your discomfort would be easily identifiable. So she doesnât let up, laughing into your soaked cunt, licking every inch with obscene enthusiasm. Her thumb creeps up to tease your clit, soft at firstâthen sheâs back on it, spitting before sucking hard, drawing a broken wail from your throat as your arousal and her spit drip down the crack of your ass. âYou can. And you will. Okay?â she spits, her voice rough and commanding.
You thrash your head side to side, desperately trying to escape her grasp as she continues to eat your pussy. Your clit throbs with sensitivity, and it almost makes you scream when she gives it yet another hard suck. You're crying, tears flowing freely down your face as she tongues at your clit. "Oh god, Mommy," you sob, "P-please stop," you cry out, and a tight feeling coils low in your belly, one that you didn't even know was formingâthe need to piss, it hurts and aches and you whine as you try to wriggle out of her punishing grip. You sob loudly, trying to find the words to describe how you're literally about to piss yourself.. But you can't, your mouth, too slack and your brain too jumbled to even keep up with her quick tongue. Eventually, after a few more long seconds of you attempting to even get a word out, it happens.
You squirt, for the first time ever. All over her face.
It comes out in multiple spurts, catching Natasha off guard for a moment as it soaks her face, yet she doesn't stop eating. Determined.
You're embarrassed to say the least, yet somehow embarrassed is an underestimate. You attempt to cover your face with your hands, only to be met with another swat to the side of your thighâwhich rips another moan from you from deep in your throat. You thrash and wail, desperately trying to escape her mouth as another orgasm rips through your body, cries of "Mommy," leaving your lips as you cry through your ecstasy.
When she's finally done, she lifts her head, climbing over your body leaning into your own for a kiss. "Gimme a kiss," she huffs, "taste yourself."
You do. And its alright, but you think that Natasha tastes better. She holds you there, kissing you slowly as you ease into it. Your hands seek for purchase, deciding on just resting them on the back of her neck, your fingers playing with the baby hairs that lie there. You've missed her. You've missed this. Missed the sex, her scent, her face, missed the feeling of her holding you so closeâlike she doesn't want to ever let go.
You missed it all.
It's hard to go through a transition where you're always together to then be torn apart from eachother. Endless nights of you phone calling Natasha, only to be met with 6 rings and then her voicemail message. You were lucky if she were to even text back, you were even luckier if she was able to call back.
Those calls usually took place at sometime at 3 in the morning when you were already in bed for the night. You'd always pick up anyways, because when else were you provided with this opportunity? She'd always had been painfully busy on her work days, and especially during her missions. You kind of missed when you both lived back at her apartment, but some shit went down and she wants to keep you safe. You get that.
Okay, scratch that, you definitely miss when you were together at her apartment. The trailer is nice, (though it is nicer when you're not alone in it) but the apartment beats it with ease. You imagine she has a pretty good life during her missions if she gets to stay in that pretty place, besides the fact that you're not there with her.
The two of you sit there for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being so close, and so together. And for a moment you just think, Yeah, I could get used to this again. The comforting silence easing your mind after all that time away from, before being broken. Though you didn't mind, obviously, because theres always time for that later. And right now, you just wanted to be fucked. Months without sex or just physical touch in general has seriously fucked you over, having had spent countless of nights with your fingers buried deep inside of your lonely cunt with only a few nude polaroids of Natasha to temporarily soothe the ache. Eventually, before giving you one more hard kiss, she pulls away from your overheated body, standing up and planting her feet at the front of the bed.
"Unzip me."
You practically jump at the opportunity, crawling to sit at the edge of the bed. Your hands fumble with her zipper, then shove her pants down her thighs, her underwear following soon after. You huff at the sight of her toned legs, your pussy growing even wetter at the mouthwatering view. God, you loved her muscles. After a long, shameless minute spent ogling her thighs, your gaze finally lands on her unshaven cunt. A small, accidental squeak escapes you at the sight of her damp curls and her pretty, swollen clitâpeeking out from it's hood.
âPlease, let me,â you beg, your voice breathy and desperate. You needed to lick her, to fucking devour her. Her pussy looks so wet, slick glistening across her inner thighs.
âMm-mm,â she tsks, and you want to cry. All you wanted was a taste.. to finally bury your face in her wet cunt, maybe even slide a finger or two inside and fuck her to the edge. But that clearly wasnât what Natasha had planned. Not that you have any time to dwell on it, because in the next second, her hand is fisted in your hair, yanking your face closer.
âLook at it,â she huffs, and you obey, your hands moving faster than your mind. You do as told, pulling apart her folds to inspect her sticky cunt. Sheâs beautiful, the smell of her arousal alone clouding your mind and making your movements clumsy. Your thumb presses on her hood, causing her clit to protrude a bit more, and you press your thighs together at the sight. Youâd like her to sit on your faceâto trap you between her legs as she gets herself off, for her to come in your mouth and then fuck you through orgasm after orgasm.
That's a great image. You'll think about that later, when you're alone in the small bedroom of your shared trailer, fingering yourself to completion as Natasha showers in the other roomâoblivious as ever. If she knew, she'd take you over her knee and spank you until you're red and raw. Though you thinkâno, knowâthat you'd like that even more.
She nods in approval through it all, letting out a soft moan when your finger accidentally slips and eases in a bit. âThatâs a good girl,â Natasha groans as you collect the slick that drools onto your finger, slipping it into your mouth. You moan at the taste of her. She makes you crazy. You want more. You want to taste her for real.
You'd give anything in the world just for the permission to worship her.
Well, thereâs no time for that, because suddenly sheâs backing away and walking over to the nightstand, opening the bottom drawer to retrieve a harness and a dildo. She looks you right in the eyes as she steps into the harness, adjusting the buckles before pushing the dildo into the o-ringed slot.
âIs this big enough for you, baby?â Natasha husks, spitting into her open palm and stroking the fake cock. âOr do you need something bigger?â
You gulp, scanning her body for a moment from bottom to top. You note the way her legs look when theyâre unshaved. You observe how perfectly her hips fit into the harness. You notice the small, thin, trail of hair leading from her pubic area to her belly button, and then to her gorgeous abs. Fuck, her abs. You take in her strong arms and manicured fingernails. Then, your eyes suddenly fall back to the fake cockâand itâs big. You hadnât even thought that it would fit, and now sheâs asking if you need something bigger? Oh, youâll be just fine with this one.
You mustâve been staring too long, because she breaks the silence with a quiet throat-clear. âIs something wrong?â she asks, voice laced with genuine curiosity.
You shake your head quickly, murmuring a soft âno,â but that obviously doesn't cut itâand you both know it.
âWhat was that?â Natasha coos, and you squirm in your place on the bed.
âNothing,â you whisper, lowly.
âDidnât sound like nothing,â she replies, walking to the bed and pushing you back down onto your back, dropping the conversation as a whole.
Her mouth is then on your tits in a rush, sucking and teasing the sensitive buds. You moan, trying to press your chest further outâgiving yourself to her, submitting to her. She sucks harder, and you suck in a harsh breath. Itâs hard to behave; you want her cock in you, and you want it now.
It doesnât help that you can feel it pressing into your thigh, either.
Eventually, she gives inâbacking away, spitting on her hand again and stroking the toy before leaning forward to spit on your cunt. âNow, normally Iâd prep you. You know that. But I think you can do it, canât you, baby? Take that big stretch?â she huffs with a laugh, pressing the tip between your folds as you nod your head "yes."
You suck in a breath, bracing yourself as she slowly sheaths herself into your pussy. It hurtsâit burnsâyet you still want more. Want her to hold you down as she fucks into your hole mercilessly, groaning as the harness rubs up against her swollen, neglected clit. God, you can just imagine the sound of her moaning into your breasts as she pounds into you.
She continues to push herself into you, rubbing your clit lightly with her thumb as she does. Your eyes flutter shut, a pained whimper slipping from your hoarse throat as she finally sinks herself all the way inside.
You bite your lip, eyes fixed on the massive cock buried deep in your cunt. You can already picture the stretch, the messy gape sheâll leave behind when she finally pulls outâand that filthy thought alone makes your clit throb beneath her thumb.
An audible moan slips from your lips as she starts to move her hips, slowly fucking you with the rather large cock. Her thrusts are deep, each one hitting just rightâmeasured, controlled, the most perfect rhythm youâve ever felt. Youâd almost forgotten how seriously she takes your pleasure; had it been months since the last time you two had sex. Months since the two of you had done anything, really. The sight of her intense concentration makes you even wetterâshe tries so hard, and you know it.
You watch her closely as she places both strong hands on your hips, bending over slightly to do so before slamming into you at a harsh pace. A pitchy squeal escapes your mouth as youâre forced to suddenly adjust to the rapid, unrelenting rhythm. Your pussy opens up for her, welcoming her, letting her use you however she pleases. You donât mindânot even for a secondâas your hands reach out blindly, desperate to grab onto something: her shoulders, her hips, anything.
âDo you like that?â she groans, and you nod your head rapidly. You do. You love it.
âGood. I like that you want it,â she huffs, and you take that as your chance to finally steady your hands on either side of her waist. Your head is spinning, your eyes locked on her; on the way her abs flex, her biceps strain, the way her breasts bounce in the cups of her bra, the sweat gleaming on her skin, and that face of pure, focused attention. God, itâs hard to keep watching her with how hard sheâs fucking you, but you tryâbecause thereâs nothing more beautiful than this.
âMommy,â you sob, voice breaking as she starts thrusting even faster, driving that thick cock into your cunt, splitting you open with every brutal stroke. You donât know how much more you can takeâitâs too big, too deep, and your bodyâs trembling from the stretch.
âShh, I know, baby, I know. Itâs okay,â Natasha murmurs, her voice low and steady. âMommy knows you can take it.â
And somehow, with just those words, you believe her. Your pussy is sloppy, drenched in your own arousal, coating the toy as it slams into you again and again. Youâve never felt fuller, never felt more wreckedânever felt happier than you do in this moment as you take her cock repeatedly with no resistance.
Your hands slide around, slapping at her back, unable to get a stable grip as her mean thrusts seem to show you no mercy. You're about to cum again alreadyâit's sad. But you're horny, and you don't think you can hold back your orgasm much longer.
Natasha moans, her clit rubbing against the inside of the harness with every thrust. She needs to cum, but more importantly, she needs you to. She hopes that maybe, after this mind-blowing orgasm sheâs about to give you, youâll forgive her for depriving you of exactly that for so long. But after two seconds of thinking, she realizes that that'll take timeâlike everything does. But she's willing to be patient.
You cry out, your voice a shrill sound, as you reach the brink of orgasm. She sees it too, immediately quickening her thrusts. "Come on, baby," she growls, sweat dripping off her forehead, "Don't you want to cum for Mommy?" You do. So fucking badly. "I- Fuck, Mommy, please!" You sob, trying your hardest to push more words from your sore throat, but nothing comes out.
Her hand reaches down to collect some of the arousal dripping from your cunt, then proceeding to toy with your throbbing clitâher fingers nearly cramping up with the task, but she doesn't care.
Aftee taking one last deep breath, you wail. Kicking your legs and shaking as your third orgasm of the night surges through your veins like electricity, you think you might pass out purely from the force of it.
Natasha watches you with big eyes, fucking you through it and slurring heavy words, "That's a good girl," "You're so pretty, baby," and then, "FuckâI think i'm about to cum, shit!"
She does. Hard. Shuddering as she humps the material of the harness to her best ability. At one point she gets so frustrated that she just shoves her hand underneath it, rubbing her clit with her fingersâmoaning your name over and over until her orgasm finally subsides.
More silence fills the room, broken only by the sounds of the two of you breathing hard, your chests rising and falling in rhythm, and your small, desperate whimpers.
"I'm fucking exhausted," Natahsa huffs against your breast, giving your nipple a wet kiss.
so basically.. this may or may not be posted depending on how happy i am with the finished product lol
heyyy just wanted to say im IN LOVE w your works!! to me ur like a lesbian saint who blesses our thirsty souls đĽşđ btw THAT maeve drabble? oh god. pathetic!maeve has been on my mind ever since and refused to let go tysm
THANK YOU SM! honestly more people need to write maeve like that because once you peel back that layer of her hardass personality, that's exactly what she is </3
i plan to write more by the way, again thank you for this sweet compliment love! â¤ď¸
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STOP I MISS U im writing more things so i will have something to put out eventually
Ngl you had me so excited when I got the notification you posted and saw the gif until I actually clicked it and realized it was a repost đ
im sorry đ ill post soon i swear