hear me out:
you’re ovulating and during your shower with wanda (she was innocently helping you wash in there) she notices the collection of stringy discharge at your opening when she was washing your body.
when you get out, she says nothing as she towels you off. but once you’re in bed, ready to snuggle with wanda and her wife, you’re slightly disoriented when wanda begins to strip you of the pajamas she just dressed you in. you address her in confusion but she shushes you and tells you to lie back on the bed.
you listen of course and that’s when you see natasha reappear in front of you at the end of the bed. she’s wearing a strap with an 8 inch dildo.
you swallow, calling out to natasha now as she crawls over your body on the bed.
“shhh, baby. daddy’s just giving your pretty cunt what it needs.”
with that, she spreads your legs. wanda lies next to you and strokes along your naked body. she coos and praises you as natasha works the strap slowly inside of you. they both talk you through it—inch by inch.
your gasps and whimpers are muffled as wanda presses her hand over your mouth.
when natasha bottoms out, she stays completely still. her hand that wasn’t holding your legs open draws the softest circles around your clit. it wasn’t enough—but that was on purpose.
your whines get louder against wanda’s hand. you want natasha to move so badly. your cunt clenches around her cock.
wanda kisses your cheek and then your forehead, assuring you that you’re okay.
that’s when natasha pulls out barely an inch. she reaches down and squeezes the base of her faux strap. it’s cum filled.
she squeezes it, effectively filling you up nice and deep. you register the cum spilling inside your womb and it makes your thighs twitch.
natasha eyes burn into yours as you whine and squirm on her strap.
“ohhh, baby—you’re okay.” she soothes, her palm cupping the side of your face.
she stays there for a couple more minutes. when she pulls out, wanda makes quick work of putting your panties back on.
“can’t have you dripping onto the sheets.” she had said. but really it was because they wanted you to be squirming in your wet panties.
you can hardly think about going to sleep at that point. you whined, pleaded and begged for either of them to touch you—please you. you even took turns humping their thighs at two separate times, completely uncaring how pathetic it was.
they didn’t give in. this was simply about filling you up, just like your body wanted.
can you tell i’m currently ovulating?🧍🏻♀️
