imagine mommy wanda making you come sit on her thigh and to yourself off in the middle of dinner. “get on my thigh and make yourself cum, or else you will be punished”. you would come so hard just from riding her thigh because she’s your mommy and your purpose is just to be a dumb slut for your mommy
-step mommy wanda au but nothing that really implies it
Sum: Wanda takes you to the beach for a day, she has things other than swimming planned
Warnings: Mommy kink, G!P -Wanda has a penis) sub reader-dom Wanda, public sex, a little exhibitionism, embarrassment, praise
WC: 1.9k
A/N: i’ve never written g!p before
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The whole weekend Wanda had been overly touchy with you. You hardly started to notice when she’d wrap her arms around you to grope your breasts while you washed the dishes or when she’d sink her hand into your panties as you sat in her lap watching a film.
You could only moan and give into her, letting you bend you over and kiss you until she had you begging her for more. She was insatiable and even if you wouldn’t admit it, you loved all the attention she gave you.
You weren’t surprised when Wanda offered to take you to the beach for the day. She packed a basket for your lunch and even took you shopping beforehand to pick out a new bikini.
You were glad that she chose a secluded part of the beach to set up at. Only a few families surrounded you both and it wasn't long before you were laying out your fluffy towels and setting up a lounger under a provided shade tent.
Wanda let you sneak a muffin from the basket she packed you before sitting you in her lap to apply your sunblock, being careful to rub it as close as she could to the thin rose bikini, decorating your body.
You found a patch of sunlight to stand in, digging your toes under the warm sand and soaking up the heat.
The sound of kids yelling and chasing each other in the distance made you smile, it was bright and you had to squint to see the water, a clear blue under the bright sun you could just hear the sound of waves lapping quietly along the pale sand.
You hummed in surprise as Wanda came up behind you, whispering something about the view as her arm wrapped around your waist and settled on the skin.
Her fingers reached down to the seam of your bikini bottoms, stroking lower along the tight pink material before you quickly took her hand, moving it back to your middle and looking around to make sure no one saw.
“Does that embarrass you, sweetheart?” Wanda whispered in a teasing tone. Her hand slid back up your torso and this time you didn’t stop her as she softly cupped your breast nestled in that same pink coloured bikini.
Your nipples hardened under her thumb as she moved her touch to your other breast giving it the same soft treatment.
“Wanda people can see.” You breathe in a warning tone, feeling yourself growing red and not from the sun.
“I know, princess.” She muttered, leaning into you and kissing the supple skin on your neck.
“But they’re not looking yet, are they?”
You tried to ignore the heat that spread through you as she said that, feeling her lips grazing along your neck and her hands on your breasts.
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“I’m gonna make you some lunch alright, darling?’ She pulled away from you and you could almost frown at the loss of contact.
“You should go swim for a bit, honey. You’re looking hot.”
She left a quick kiss on your cheek, reaching for her phone to check a recent message.
“Aren’t you swimming too?” You said with a pout nearly forming itself on the corners of your mouth.
“Later baby, I’m gonna soak up some sun first.” She smiled at you, “I’ll watch you from here, alright?”
You nodded, feeling suddenly eager to meet the sea.
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It wasn’t long before you made your way to the tide, shivering as a small wave washed over your feet. You looked back and you could see Wanda in her yellow bikini, laying back in the sun chair.
You clenched your teeth, sucking a sharp breath in as you stepped further into the water, squeezing your firsts and you made it up to your hips. You really expected it to be warmer.
Your feet dug into the cool sand under the sea and eventually you gave into the cold, diving under a passing wave.
You swam in the water for a while, not thinking anything in particular, just enjoying the freeing feeling.
The time passed by without you noticing and finally, when you started to get cold and admittedly lonely, you made your way back up the beach, stopping at the public showers first to clean the salt off your body and hair, the high water pressure almost scaring you as it shot out.
You returned to Wanda and she quickly wrapped a towel around your shoulders, letting you dry off as she put a sandwich on a plate for you and offered you some water.
“Cold, baby?” Wanda said, laying back in her sun chair once you’d eaten and had a drink.
“A little.” You said, shrugging as you noticed the breeze that was now in the air. “Come here.” Wanda cooed, patting her lap for you to sit there.
You did as she offered, nessling yourself on her thighs and laying back against her chest.
Her arms wrapped around your front, pulling a spare, clean towel over you as a makeshift blanket, muttering something about what to do when you went home later.
“Want me to make those brownies again?” She whispers, smoothing back your hair with her hand.
You looked up at her, shifting your weight to sit on your side as Wanda's hand settles on the nape of your neck and she mutters something quietly before leaning in and kissing you.
You whine in surprise and she smiles at your lack of resistance as her tongue parts your lips, lapping softly against yours. Her hand found your hair, combing through it and guiding you closer to her.
It’s softer than she’s kissed you all weekend and you could tell by the way she touches you she’s been wanting you all day.
The deeper she kisses you the harder it is to stop yourself from wanting to go further.
You try to ignore it when you feel a bulge between your legs and quickly you realise what it is.
“Wanda..” You breathe, pulling away from her lips. She kisses your cheek, offering light pecks down to your collarbone.
The urge to rub yourself on her erection is almost too much to ignore
"Honey, we're in public, remember." Wanda says calmly and you nod, almost forgetting the people surrounding you both.
You do your best to stop yourself even though the heat between your legs is becoming difficult to ignore and you’re all too aware of the people around you, likely already staring as Wanda kisses your neck again.
Her hand trails to cup your breast, and before you can say anything she pulls away the thin fabric and lets your boob fall free. You want to stop her and cover yourself but you can’t deny that it makes you feel a certain way to be so exposed.
She takes your breast with her hand and starts massaging the flesh, squeezing your nipple between her fingers as you groan softly.
Wanda frees your other breast and takes it, groping it gently too, she doesn’t take her eyes off you for a moment, wanting you to know exactly what she’s doing to you.
You try to ignore the fact that Wanda has you flashing an entire beach and is groping you without a care for who sees, but at the same time you don’t want her to stop.
“You like this, don't you, sweetheart?” She says as if reading your mind.
“I know you do, you just want mommy to play with you all day.”
She pulls your bikini loosely back over your chest and her hand moves down to the hem of your swimsuit, toying with the straps.
Your gaze finds her hand between your legs, and you suddenly want more, Wanda’s bulge is even bigger, pressing into the fabric on your bikini as your mouth slips open and you watch her rub it softly.
"Baby." Wanda whispers, sliding her hand back over your bikini bottoms, finding the wet patch that resided in the middle.
She pulled the fabric to the side, ghosting a finger along your folds, the feeling was enough to make you moan and your hips began grinding against her for more.
“Want it, baby?” Wanda hums, and you groan at the warmth on your neck.
“Well? Use your words sweetheart.”
You nod hardly thinking, “please mommy, fuck me.”
She smiles, “good girl.”
She pulls away her hand from your heat, slipping her bottom bikini down her hips, letting her hardened cock free.
You whimper feeling it rub your entrance, a breath is caught in the back of your throat and you instantly want more, grinding yourself along her wet tip and pressing yourself onto her.
“Baby-” Wanda moans, and her hands find your hips gripping you softly and guiding you down onto the length.
You whine, sinking it deeper as you quickly accommodate her size, she lifts you back up and down again to take her full length as you groan. Feeling her thrust into you at an agonisingly slow pace, you’re desperate for more and the sound of your wet slick against her skin wasn’t making it easier to remain calm.
"Like this baby?” Wanda mutters in your ear, “all these people could see your mommy fucking you."
You can only find it in yourself to nod your head as she taunts you, glancing around at the few people thankfully not close enough to know what she’s doing to you, immersed in their own conversations and watching their children playing in the water.
“Mommy you feel so good.” You moaned, your desperation pushing you into that soft headspace Wanda had been putting you in all weekend.
She immersed herself in the feeling, knowing people could be staring only turned her on more. You could feel her girth pulsing in you as she brought you down again taking her whole length.
You looked so pretty, sitting between her thighs with that needing look on your face, humping your hips against her cock and sucking your lip as she thrust into you again.
It didn’t take long before you felt that urge threatening to overcome you.
"Mommy i'm gonna come-" You whimper, humping yourself quicker on her cock as she finds an angle that hits the right spot.
"Fuck-me too." Wanda groans pushing her length deeper as she feels your walls squeeze around her.
Your head falls back and you gasp, moaning helplessly as you come and suddenly Wanda does the same, groaning as you feel her warm cum filling you.
"Mommy-" You mutter softly and Wanda hums in response. You could feel her dick twitching inside you as she finished.
Her hand offered strokes along your cheek and her lips pressed on your neck as she kissed the skin, you only now thought of the marks she must have left.
"That’s it sweet girl." She said brushing your hair back, "such a good girl."
You moan softly as Wanda pulls out and you feel her warm cum drip down your thighs and onto the chair below, you glance down at the mess between your legs, your cute pink bikini smeared in cum and Wanda's erect cock between your thighs.
