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You throw your arms around her and squeal delightfully. “I can’t believe we’re finally here. The plane ride felt too long.” You stretch, feeling the satisfying crack in your back and neck. Wanda gathers your hand in hers before leading you off to the baggage claim. After collecting your bags, you make your way out of the airport into a reserved car with a driver holding a sign with her last name.
“Are you ready, my love?” Her fingers graze your cheek, pushing a stray piece of hair behind your ear. Smiling and nodding, you look out the window, mouth agape in awe of the European architecture you are driving past.
“I cannot wait to see everything. It’s so beautiful already.” Wanda places a soft kiss against your cheek, relishing in your excitement. The driver carefully weaves his way through traffic until he pulls over to a stop in front of a luxurious hotel. You exit the car, snatch your bags from the trunk and make your way inside. She heads to the front desk, checking you in as you stare at the magnificent ceiling.
“Coming, darling?” You hurry over to her by the elevator. It takes you to the top-floor penthouse, a typical European-style room complete with an elegant balcony. You rush onto it enthralled with the view that spans in front of you. Wanda comes up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you close. “What do you think?”
“It’s so amazing! Thank you,” you gush, facing her. She pulls your face to hers, capturing your plump lips with her own. Feeling her tongue begging for entrance along your bottom lip, you open to her easily, your tongues entwining. “Gods… I think you need a reward for bringing me here,” you husks out.
“Oh, really? What did you have in mind, my love?” Without answering, you lower your hand to her crotch, rubbing her through her jeans. She moans softly. “Fuck… that feels good.” You continue to rub her, feeling her cock harden underneath your fingers. Undoing the button and zipper on her jeans, you slide your hand over her boxer shorts, her bulge twitching from the contact.
“So hard for me already?”
“Yes, baby. All for you.” Your hand finds its way under her boxers, feeling the small patch of pubic hair she keeps around her base. Gripping her, you unfurl her erection from her pants, beginning a steady rhythm of pumping her. “Shit, baby. On the balcony? You are naughty,” she gasps out, the pleasure from your hand coursing through her.
“I know you love the thrill, Wanda. The thought of possibly getting caught…” You smirk, her cock reacting to your words. “Tell me you want me to suck your cock right here. Tell me how much you’d love for everyone to see you getting your cock sucked.” She groans as your fingers brush over the tip of her member.
“Please, Y/N. Suck my cock…please. I want everyone to know.” Her words come out in short rasps as she grips the balcony railing. “I need everyone to see you suck my cock.” You kneel down, taking the head of her cock into your mouth, sucking hard. “Oh, fuck!”
“Good girl, I wanna hear you.” You continue to suck her tip, using your fingers to fondle her balls through the cotton of her boxers. Licking down her shaft, you use the flat of your tongue to run it down the underside before kissing the tip. Feeling Wanda’s eyes boring into you, you glances up at her, smirking. You take a breath before slowly taking her into your mouth. Relaxing your throat, you pushes her in all the way until your nose reaches her pubes. Wanda grabs your hair, pulling it and making you moan.
“O-ohhh, fuck, Y/N…” You begin to bob your head, the tip of her cock hitting the back of your throat each time. “I-I’m getting close.” Picking up your pace, you lower her jeans a bit more to caress her balls again. You use your other hand to pump her as your mouth works her tip. “Gonna come,” she warns throatily.
“Come for me, Wanda. Come in my mouth.” You feel her cock convulse as the first spurt of come hits your tongue. Pumping your hand faster, you milk her shaft collecting every drop. Once her cock begins to soften, you look up at her. Opening your mouth to show Wanda her seed, you swallow then open again to show it’s gone.
“That’s so sexy, darling.” She pulls you up to her and kisses you roughly. “I enjoyed my reward.”
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The next morning, you walk down the cobbled street, passing cute cafes and vendors trying to sell you one thing or another. You take Wanda’s hand in yours, loving how smooth her fingers are against yours.
“Having fun, baby?” She asks once you’ve stepped into a nearby museum.
“Yes, it’s lovely. Come on, let’s see all of the artifacts!” You pull her forward through the beautiful building, weaving through the crowds expertly. Wanda follows obediently, allowing you to lead her to the top floor where it’s quieter. As you inspect the relics imprisoned behind the glass, Wanda’s watching you. You bite your lip when you are focused on reading the information attached to each relic.
“You look so beautiful,” she whispers in your ear. She wraps her arms around you, placing a light kiss on the top of your head. A slight blush tinges your cheeks. Wanda leans down again, nibbling your ear. “I keep thinking about what you did to me on the balcony yesterday.” A quiet whimper leaves your lips, and you squirm almost imperceptibly. “Does that make you wet, Y/N? Are you wet for me here? In this public space?”
“Y-yes,” you moan quietly, feeling the heat pooling in your core. She trails her fingers down your arm, goosebumps pebbling your skin before she reaches the front of your abdomen above your dress. “What are you doing?” You glance around, seeing a woman and child walking away from the both of you. It seems everyone has left the floor.
“I’m simply enjoying my fiancée’s presence.” There’s an edge to her voice, the one that makes a shiver run down your spine in anticipation. “Simply… returning the favour.” You swallow hard, your mouth suddenly dry. You feels Wanda’s fingers lower to the apex between your legs, brushing the sensitive bud above the layers of material.
“Gods…” Suddenly, she takes your hand, guiding you around the floor toward the bathroom. She peeks into each stall to ensure the space is empty before pulling you into the handicap one at the end. Locking the door, she presses you against it, capturing your lips with hers. You open to her, feeling her tongue explore your mouth. You push your hips forward, trying to find some kind of friction for your release. Wanda realizes what you’re trying to do and moves her thigh between your legs, allowing you to grind against it.
“You need to be quiet, Y/N… can you do that for me?”
“Y-yes.”
“Good girl. If I hear anything louder than a whisper, I will stop.” You nod, gyrating your hips frantically. Wanda removes her thigh from between your legs before sliding her hands under your dress. Trailing her fingers over your bare thighs, she reaches for the thin lacy underwear, pulling it off and tucking it into her pocket. “Ready, pretty girl?” With your confirmation, she slides two fingers inside you, causing you to moan softly. You bite your lip to block the other moans.
“Oh fuck, baby.” She increases her pace, curling her fingers inside you to hit that sweet spot. You wrap your arms around her neck, lifting your legs and locking them around her waist. Her other hand reaches for the zipper to your dress, pulling it down halfway to reveal your luscious breasts. Slipping a nipple into her mouth, she sucks and rolls the bud hard with her tongue before doing the same to the other one. “Holy shit, Wands” you moan, slapping a hand across your mouth to muffle the ungodly sounds from exiting.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” she pants out. “I love you so much. I need you to come for me.” You match her pace with your hips, rocking against her hand as you feel your orgasm approaching.
“I’m close, love. Please make me come.”
“Come for me, Y/N. Come on my fingers.” With that, you explode. Wanda quickly swallows your moans with her lips on yours as you ride the pleasure. Slowly removing her fingers and lowering you back to the floor, she cleans her fingers. “That’s my good girl,” she says, fixing a few stray hairs.
“Thank you, baby.” You step out of the stall and out onto the museum floor. You cling to her arm, your legs quivering from the pleasure. “I love you.”
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It’s the last day of your vacation and you are headed to a vineyard for a wine tasting. As the car rounds the bend on the country road, a beautiful sight spreads itself before you. The thousands of grape vines splinter out from the road, covering hundreds of miles before reaching a cute, cottage-style house. “Wow,” you breath out. You feel her wrap an arm around you, pulling you closer to her before the car pulls up to the house. A woman steps out to greet you.
“Thank you for coming. Right this way.” You follow her through the house to the back of the space where a taller building sits comfortably. “This is where the process begins.” The woman pushes open the door to the two-storey barn style building. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust, and when they do, there’s several barrels and wine-making contraptions set up inside.
“This looks complicated,” Wanda says. You hum in agreement. She snakes her hand through yours as the woman takes you both through the tour. Once you’ve tasted a few different flavors of wine that the vineyard produces, the woman allows you to explore the land freely. You wander through the grape vines, tasting the fresh fruit. “Here, my love. Try this one,” she murmurs, holding a plump green grape between her fingers. You open your mouth obediently, waiting for her to place the grape into your mouth. Once she does, you take it, but swipe your tongue over her fingers before seductively sucking on them to remove the grape.
“Delicious.”
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Y/N.” You giggle, stepping back toward the little cottage. You lead her through the cottage back to the distillery. Wanda opens her mouth to speak, but you quickly spins to face her, capturing her lips with yours desperately.
“I need you,” you pant out after the kiss. Her eyebrow raise as she glances around the space.
“Here? What if we get caught?” You smirk, leading her into a darker space between the barrels. “Darling… I don’t think – ” You cut her off with your lips again, running your hand down to the crotch of her jeans. Unsnapping the button and lowering the zipper, you slip your hand over her growing erection.
“You’re already growing hard for me, Wanda,” you coo, wrapping your fingers around her shaft. She groans, eyes fluttering closed. “We’ll be quiet, but we have to be quick.” You continue to grip her, your eyes pleading. Finally, she relents, lifting the edge of your dress and caressing your thighs while kissing you hard. You open to her, your tongues mingling with the sweet tang of wine. Wanda lifts her hands higher, searching for the lacy underwear you typically wear, only to discover you’re not wearing any.
“Holy shit, Y/N…” Her fingers brush against your slick opening. “If I had known you weren’t wearing any underwear…” You gasp as her fingers find your clit, rubbing soft circles over it. “And it’s windy today…almost like you wanted this.”
“Please fuck me, Wanda” you beg, her fingers doing nothing to release the ache. She stops her movements to grab the back of your thighs to lift you against the stack of barrels. She removes herself from her jeans, lining up at your entrance.
“Ready, pretty girl?” You nod and she slides into you, barely allowing you to adjust before she’s thrusting steadily into you. Wrapping your arms around her neck, you grips her, your nails probably leaving half-moon crescents into her skin underneath her shirt. She feels so good. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Oh gods, just like that. Faster please…” You almost whine as she slows down before slipping out of you. Wanda sets you down and then turns you around. Lifting you dress and re-entering you again, she pumps into you again, driving faster as you cling to the barrel in front of you. “Holy fuck…” you moan, biting your lip and trying to keep quiet. She grips your hips as her cock flies in and out of your warm tunnel. You can feel your orgasm approaching since she’s hitting that sweet spot. “Wanda, baby, I’m gonna come.”
“Come for me, pretty girl. Come on my cock.” A few more thrusts and you explode, your legs shaking as the pleasure rips through your body. She slows her movements a bit as your orgasm begins to fade. She pulls out as you turn around, lowering yourself to the ground. Taking her into your mouth, she begins pushing her cock down your throat. Gagging a bit, you breath through your nose and use one hand to caresses her balls. “Fuck, Y/N, I’m gonna shoot my seed down your throat.” A bit of drool begins to leak from your mouth, but you continues to take her cock until your nose reaches the tuft of pubic hair at her base. You feel her shaft convulse as she grunts and the first squirt of hot come hits your throat. “Holy shit, Y/N… take all of my seed.” Wanda empties down your throat before allowing you to pull back, panting heavily, eyes shining.
“The perfect way to end our vacation, baby. Thank you.”