Wanda Maximoff One Shots

"Oh my god, y/n! Fuck, right there!" Wanda screams out. Her chin points towards the sky as I slip my tongue further into her pussy. Her legs spread out over the backseat, giving me just enough room to lay down on my stomach with my legs tucked under.

Wanda's hands dig into my hair, pulling at the locks.

"Oh god!" She pants, "oh fuck!"

If someone walked by my car, it would be clear what we are doing. The foggy windows and Wanda's screams are a giveaway. It makes it more exhilarating for me though. The risk of getting caught. Wanda being caught with me.

My index and middle finger carefully rub her clit in circles, just the way Wanda likes. Wanda's chest moves up and down faster letting me know that she's about to come.

My fingers and tongue speed up to bring her over the edge. Her hips rock up against my mouth then suddenly freeze. I continue to lick at her folds but avoid her sensitive clit.

"Fucking hell," Wanda breathes out. "When you asked to give me head, I didn't expect that."

Gathering up all my courage, I lean my body over Wanda, "How about round two then?"

Wanda smiles at me, giving me butterflies. She tilts her head before shaking it. "I can't. I got plans with Monica."

Monica? Her coworker? Why would Wanda have plans with her? Why would she rather spend time with Monica than me?

"Are you sure?" I ask in a sultry voice, trying to mask my disappointment. I slowly sit up between Wanda's legs. Having Wanda's full attention, I carefully take my shirt off, tossing it in the passenger's seat before doing the same with my bra

Wanda stares unashamed at my tits, letting me know that I've got her where I want her. My cheeks turning a slight pink at her undivided attention.

"I shouldn't..." she says, not looking away. To fully convince her, I take her hands and place them on my chest giving them a firm squeeze. "Ughh fuck... you know I can't say no to these tits."

I let out a giggle as Wanda takes control and kneads my breasts more roughly. Sitting up, she lays hot kisses on my neck while maintaining the same attention to my chest.
Pulling my hair back, Wanda's eyes bore into mine.

I already know what's she's going to ask.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Anything you want."

Like clockwork.

Wanda's hands fly to my jeans, unbuttoning them and starting to pull them down. I shift my body to give me enough space to shimmy them all the way off.

Facing Wanda, I see the dark look of desire and possession in her eyes. Is she finally realizing that I'm all she needs? I can almost promise her that no one is willing to give her what I do.
Will she finally want more than just sex?

"I want you to ride my thigh. Now."

I begin to rock my hips forward, letting out a gasp as I gain more friction. I know Wanda likes a show, so I make sure to lay it on thick.
Leaning forward, my hair creates a curtain as I close my eyes, desperate to come.

"Oh my god, Wanda!" I whine, " I'm so close! You make me feel so good! Fuuuuck!"

Wanda's hands fly to my waist, helping me rock harder against her thigh. I can tell she is getting more turned on the more I talk.

"You're such a slut for me, Y/N. Always so desperate to come," Wanda growls. "You'd let me fuck you anywhere."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I pant. I can feel the sweat sliding down my back as I grind faster.