you whimper as your eyes nervously flicker toward the abundance of sex toys the two ladies have laid out in front of you. they all ranged in size and function. there was no doubt in your mind that robin and nami wanted to test each one on you. you felt like their little pet, something they could play with.

a shiver runs up your spine as you feel nami’s breath fan across the back of your neck. “don’t be shy,” she whispers as she sits behind you, keeping your back rested against her chest. “we’ll even let you pick. tell robin which one you want her to use on you”.

gulping down your nerves, you watch as robin’s fingers glide along the toys. you’re not sure what comes over you but a short whine escapes your mouth when she lands on a thick strap on dick. the noise is enough to make robin take a pause. quirking an eyebrow, her lips curl into a sly grin.

“oh i see. you wanna use this one? naughty thing” robin says, pushing the rest of the dildos and other items aside. “don’t worry. we’ll make you feel so good”.

nami holds you still as robin puts on the strap. she lubes up the silicon cock before moving closer to you. “ready?” nami nipples on your ear. you’re honestly not sure but nami doesn’t really wait for a response before she starts peeling your panties off. once she slips the lacy fabric off your legs, robin lines herself up with your tiny hole.

the moment you feel the girth stretch out your pussy, your head falls back against nami’s shoulder. it’s so big. you can’t hold back your moans or the tears that build up in the corners of your eyes. now the women aren’t cruel so robin takes her time bottoming out. meanwhile, nami murmurs little praises as she massages your sides.

“doing so well” robin hums. “look, i’m all the way in already”.

doing just as she asked, you gaze at the place where your bodies meet. it’s true, she’s already filled you up more than you thought possible. you almost hate to admit it but the sight alone has you feeling hot all over. you want her to start moving and luckily you don’t even have to ask.

after a few seconds of letting you adjust, robin begins to thrust. immediately you’re so loud that your voice bounces off the walls. just hearing you makes robin snap her hips faster and faster. this was even better than either of them had hoped.

you’re so lost in the way robin’s making you feel that everything else seems to fade away. you’re so distracted that you don’t notice what nami’s up to, nor do you notice the vibrator get turned on.

you only become aware of the second toy when nami suddenly presses it against your clit. you didn’t think your voice could raise any more but the moment your clit receives some stimulation your back arches and a broken sob echoes throughout the room. they’ve barely started with you but you’re already overwhelmed.

“w-wait, i-if you do t-that i’ll cum” you warn as tears finally fall from your glossy eyes. robin chuckles, reminding you that’s exactly what they wanted you to do. “b-but it’ll happen t-too quickly” you retort.

still nami and robin don’t appear to care. they keep at it. in fact robin gets tougher while nami turns up one of the settings to make the vibrator even more powerful. your orgasm is approaching you faster than a speeding train. it’s barreling down the tracks so fast that you can’t hold it back.

“you’re gonna cum, aren’t you?” nami clicks her tongue, as your features contort in a way that she recognizes all too well. “go ahead and make a mess for us”.

oh and do you ever make a mess. when your end hits it hits you hard. so hard that you squirt all over the strap on and robin’s lower stomach. the two women’s eyes go wide in awe. it lasts longer than any of you expected but when you finally finish cumming, nami turns the vibrator off and robin goes still inside of you.

“that was amazing,” robin moans, leaning down to smash her lips against yours. you whimper as her tongue plunged into your mouth. at the same time nami’s feeling a little greedy. when robin pulls away from you for some air, nami makes eye contact with her.

“i wanna see if we can make them do that again,” nami proposes. “what do you think?”.

once again robin finds herself smirking. “𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀”.

From your very first visit to the Grand Narukami Shrine, Yae Miko couldn't take her eyes off of you. She didn't know why you came to pray to the Electro Archon so frequently, though she couldn't help but notice every time you visited. It was incredibly irritating.

The moment you crossed her sightline Miko would be distracted, unable to focus for the rest of the day. Your unintentionally provocative outfits that show just enough skin to still be considered respectful. The way you'd speak with the shrine maidens, entirely unaware of her gaze boring into you. She couldn't stand it.

So she decided to do something about it.

When a shrine maiden informed you that Guuji Yae wished to speak with you, you were nervous. Did you break a rule? Or act disrespectfully? Your thoughts slowly spiraled as you were escorted through the shrine, stopping only when you find yourself in front of a rather ornate door.

"Come in little one, have a seat," Yae says pleasantly, not a hint of anger in her smile which is reassuring. With a look you can't quite understand she turns to the shrine maiden that escorted you. "Could you bring us some tea please?"

You take a few nervous steps into the room, glancing briefly over your shoulder when you hear the door click. Not wanting to be rude, you quickly sit in the chair she indicated a moment ago while she clears some space on her desk. After a few seconds you can't stand the silence and speak up.

"You… asked to see me Lady Yae?" Your question is quiet, but immediately grabs her attention. "Did I do something wrong?"

"I did, and no you didn't do anything wrong," she replies warmly, "You're here so frequently, I guess you could say my… curiosity was piqued. Perhaps we could help if something's bothering you."

"A-actually I-" you stammer, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door. Yae frowns as one of the shrine maidens enters carrying a tray with tea, placing it on the desk. With a bow, she leaves and you continue. "I'm… praying for the Electro Archon's forgiveness."

Miko smiles gently when you take the cup of tea from her, taking a big sip to calm your nerves.

"I- I don't know what I did but…" You look genuinely scared as you cast another glance over your shoulder. "I keep having these… dreams. And recently, I thought I saw the Raiden Shogun in the shadows, glaring at me- OH is that blasphemous? I'm sorry, Guuji… Yae…"

Yae lets out a soft chuckle, catching you just before your head hits the desk, unconscious. It's all to obvious to her now what's been happening, why you've been visiting her at the shrine, and its giving her ideas.

You fit so snugly in her arms, like you were made just for her. She doesn't miss the way you nuzzle up against her in your sleep either. She's going to have so much fun once your hers, but for now…

Yae still has another few hours before she's scheduled to meet with the Shogun, and a then few hours more before you wake up, so she quietly carries you into an off limits area of the shrine. Her hands move almost on their own, sliding across your smooth skin as she undresses you. After all, you can't meet the Shogun looking like that. It takes only a moment for her to slide off your underwear and then dress you in a shrine maiden's uniform.

Deciding she won't be able to get any more work done with your sleeping face tempting her like that, Yae decides to leave early. A little kitsune illusion magic and no one can tell she's even carrying you. She only drops the illusion once the two of you are alone in one of the many drawing rooms, sitting you in her lap and wrapping her arms possessively around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder.

"Miko, I suppose you have an explanation as to why you're early," Ei demands as she enters the room. Her breath catches when she sees you sleeping so peacefully in Miko's lap, a far cry from how on edge you looked last she saw you. "And you've even brought-"

"The object of your obsession," Miko hums, cutting off whatever Ei was going to say. The confusion and jealousy is clear as day in Ei's eyes, especially when Miko's hand starts caressing your thighs, gently spreading them. "I was going to just have my fun with her before coming, but then I learned of your… habits. Poor dear was desperate for your forgiveness."

Ei strides across the room, her gaze following Miko's hands as they tease your body. Sliding your kimono off one shoulder and baring your collarbone. Slightly hiking up your hakama, revealing more of your legs and digging her nails into your soft flesh. Ei doesn't blink, not until Miko makes you whimper in your sleep by biting your neck.

"So I thought," Miko begins thoughtfully, hooking her hands under your knees. It doesn't take much for your hakama to fall around your waist as she opens your legs, revealing your lack of underwear and putting your pussy on display for the Shogun. "That we might instead share in the entertainment this evening."

When Ei towers over the two of you, Miko stands to meet her, making sure her hips are pressing you into the Shogun's. Ei wastes no time at all, rolling her hips to rub against your cunt and threading her hands under your kimono to palm your breasts. The motion causes it to completely fall open and your face to twitch slightly, an indication that you can feel everything.

Miko's lips are busy marking your neck with lipstick stains and hickeys, drinking in every whimper and moan you make. Ei's mouth similarly finds your throat, trailing kisses down to your sternum. She loves the way you shiver every time she hums.

"Such a sensitive little thing," Ei whispers, glancing at the slick stain you've left on her waist. It doesn't take long before her hands are unwrapping her own kimono, letting it pool around her ankles, quickly followed by her knickers. "Miko, I think she's ready."

"Mmm… In the bag."

Stepping away for a moment, Ei overturns the bag Miko mentioned, intrigued when a vast array of sex toys fall out along with a few harnesses. She picks out one in particular, a large purple dick with ridges at uneven intervals that you're bound to feel even if you're asleep. She almost wonders if it's too big for you as she affixes it to the harness before threading her legs through.

It certainly looks huge when she rests it on your stomach, but if Yae has taken interest in you to this extent then it's probably best to get used to it now. After a few thrusts just to coat it in your slick, she aligns her cock with your dripping cunt slowly sinks the toy in. You're so tight she wonders if she could have even gotten all the way to the hilt if Miko hadn't slowly shifted your weight into her arms.

Miko picks up the other harness, mercifully deciding to select something slightly smaller and less rough. While Miko is undressing Ei gives you a few exploratory thrusts, noticing how you unconsciously cling to her every time she bottoms out. It takes all of her self control to wait for Yae, lifting you up slightly when the kitsune's boobs rest on your back with her strap pressing against your ass.

Your face twists in discomfort as you're lowered back onto Miko's strap, biting and kissing at your neck once again to try and relax you. Her hands find your legs again, gently unwrapping them from Ei's waist and giving you just enough time to adjust. The first thrust comes from Ei, snapping her hips forward and pushing you deeper onto Miko's strap. The moment you collide with her hips, Miko snaps them forward sending you back onto Ei.

They slowly pick up speed, Miko holding your legs still while Ei holds your chest as they alternate thrusts. Your back arches as they relentlessly pound you, legs trying to squeeze together only to be stopped by Miko's nails digging into your skin. The new pain is just enough for you to start to stir, only half waking from the sedative still in your system.

"Mh- ah~ …wha? Ah…"

You can't make sense of your surroundings, you must still be dreaming… right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be staring at the Shogun's flushed, lust filled face. Her tits are so close they're practically suffocating you, and you can feel something just as soft behind you. The pleasure is overwhelming, fogging up your already confused brain.

"Oh, the little one's awake," Miko purrs in your ear. Now that you're half conscious, your voice is unbound and Miko is determined to make good use of it. Her teeth sink deeply into your skin, accompanied by a particularly hard snap of her hips that has you crying out in ecstasy as you fall into the Shoguns chest. Despite being muffled now, your moans are still louder than before. Ei also doubles down, making sure she bottoms out with every thrust and holding your head between her breasts.

It doesn't take long before you break, becoming a shaking, dazed mess in their arms. You don't care anymore if it's real or not, how could something that feels this good not be? You gather all the strength you can, which isn't much with them still pistoning in and out of you at a rate that makes your brain fizzy, just to move your head to lay on the Shogun's chest. Out of the corner of your eye you can see Miko lean in close, her lips ghosting your jawline.

"I think we broke her, Ei," she murmurs, sucking more hickeys into your jaw. Despite her words, she doesn't slow down. You're so overstimulated… and you can't find it in you to care.

"Mmm… Will she even remember this?"

The smirk on Miko's face is all the answer she needs.

Giyu had been the ideal flatmate. He was always quiet, reserved, and considerate to you. The pair of you didn't engage in conversation too often, only lighthearted small talk when you'd bumped into the other in the hall, or kitchen. Both of you being shy, yourself being new to the culture, it was a mutual routine. You'd been caught up in studies and the small part time job you'd had, getting back at different times throughout the day and missing the other. 

The male hadn't often ventured to knock on the door of your bedroom, or converse with you while you were in the confides of your own space, but the odd occasion had occurred where he'd found himself knocking at the white painted door, grasping around the handle and opening it to find you at your desk, re-watching a lecture from earlier in the day. The faint scent of the candle you'd been burning was now strong in his nose, your eyes tearing from the screen to see what he'd summoned himself for. 

The issue at hand had been his laptop. He couldn't figure out why, but the console had stopped charging, rendering it useless for his upcoming assignment. You'd laughed, telling him your speciality was software, but didn't decline his request to look at it anyway. He'd left it in the safety of your care, going back to reside in his own part of the home as you looked over the device. Understanding that it was likely there had just been a little dust in the compartment, you found a toothpick to pierce into the hole, low-and-behold some grey matts of debris sliding from the metal. You plugged the charger back in, opening the screen back up and pressing the power button. Thankfully, you were met with a booting screen, and once onto the desktop, the small signal in the left of the taskbar that had signalled to you that the laptop was now on charge, and working.

You placed a hand to rest behind the screen, moments from closing it, before you'd noticed chrome had been open. He'd probably been browsing when the laptop had died, so the window would still be open on whatever he'd left it on. It would probably be something boring; a google search or perhaps uni document, but curiosity teased you, and you gave in. The mouse hovered over the browser as you let go of your morality, clicking to see what the male had been indulging in before you'd inevitably hand it back over. 

Breath hitched in your throat, eyes widening as the screen changed, the well-known black background and orange text in the corner. He'd been on an adult website, an explicit range of imagery on the screen before you. You scrolled the profile he'd taken residence on - you were being a little intrusive, but you couldn't help but stick your nose where it shouldn't be, shocked when realising the profile had belonged to a male. Sexuality had crossed your mind previously, though you hadn't bothered to take much of a guess at what his preferences had been. 

You couldn't deny the male on the page had been attractive, thumbnails of the videos he'd uploaded exposing his pale skin and vascular arms, a thick cock gripped between long fingers in one image, toned torso covered in his own seed in another, all holding raunchy titles. They'd had a good amount of views, too.

It wasn't until you'd scrolled past the first five videos that you'd recognised the backdrop. A thumbnail being the increasingly familiar set of abs, black trousers set a little lower than hip level, the body stood before a screen of a shower. The same pane of glass and tiles you'd had in your home.

Frantically scrolling back up, you searched for the username of the profile, and that had been the confirmation you'd needed. Of course, he'd picked something that was obvious to those that would've known him. GTom. 

Giyu hadn't just been scrolling through videos to reach his climax, he'd been creating them. The realisation that you'd just seen not only your roommate's chest, but dick, and seed covering himself, hit, stomach dropping as you wondered how you'd be able to face him once more. There was a twinge of guilt among the emotions you'd been over-encumbered by, but you pushed it back as you closed the window, the laptop with it.

The worst part of the situation had been the fact that before you'd learned the account-holder's identity, your pussy had throbbed, hips shifting uncomfortably as you'd grown aroused over the sights on the screen, enjoying what you'd seen a little too much. 

Ignoring your racing mind, you stood, attempting to suppress the way your heart had been racing in your chest, or use the wetness your body was creating to indulge in the activities you'd just seen your roommate practice. Your feet worked to bring you to Giyu's doorway, the door itself already wide open with the expectation you'd be back to return the device to him once taking your time to aid him in the predicament. 

He was seated on his bed, open textbooks surrounding him with pen in hand, innocently scribbling notes onto the lined page before him, unaware to the fact he had just been exposed before you - through the joys of adult video. 

You cleared your throat, mouth opening to speak as your eyes fell to meet his hand, gripping at the stationary, instead remembering the same digits wrapped tightly around his cock. Unable to look him in the eye, your gaze remained still, watching his hand loosen it's grip on the instrument as your presence had been revealed. The veins across his wrist stood out to you, now, the way they'd come to meet those in the outside of his hand, how they'd flex as he pumped his erection. 

"It's fixed." Pushing the words out, you let a breath leave your lips, walking toward him to place it on the bed he'd been studying upon.  "Thanks, that's great." He offered a smile, one which you'd been unable to see as your eyes refused to meet his. "Are you-" He began speaking as your body language had closed up, taking a step backward. "Are you okay?" His question would be endearing in any other scenario; simply caring for your emotional well-being, but when the answer would revolve around the fact you'd just seen a multitude of imagery belonging to his own masturbation videos, you couldn't reply truthfully. 

"Yeah, uh-" You snapped your gaze up, forcing yourself to look at his face, falling onto his mouth opposed to matching his blue-eyed, confused stare. "I'm just tired." You didn't allow him to push into your poor excuse, turning on the heel to leave his bedroom.

You sighed as your back hit your own door, closing it behind you and returning to the safety of your room. Closing your eyes in relief, you'd been far from seeking out any self-reassurance, as the only thing on your mind had been Giyu. Through the darkness of your covered eyes, the imagery your brain had mustered was that of the thumbnail that had ruined your perceptions of your roommate. 

The way those black pyjama bottoms had sat just above his cock, allowing the flatness of his stomach to be exposed, a sharp v-line and trail of black hairs leading to under the fabric. There was no denying his body had been enticing, the tightness between your legs reminded you of the consequence of human urge. Surely, there was no harm in acting upon that, right?

Without much thought, you'd grabbed the vibrator you'd stored in your nightstand, along with your phone and earbuds, plugging only one in to listen out for any potential movement in the apartment, to save yourself from being caught in the act you'd been about to partake in, especially considering the only thing you'd wanted to watch would be the content from the male only one rooms from yours. 

Clicking the video, you watched as your own bathroom had appeared on screen. His chest down had been in frame, hands grasping between his legs as he'd shown off his length through the fabric of the loose fitted bottoms - the same ones you'd seen him wear around the house while he'd ventured from his room to grab a snack, or if meeting him in the hall when returning home from work. He palmed himself through them hips rocking against his own touch. Sliding the hand upward, he traced his fingers to his stomach, feeling along the outline of the muscle he'd had no fear of hiding, before returning back to the prominent bulge in his trousers. 

You turned the toy on, slipping your underwear down and laying back on the wall behind you, parting your thighs. Placing the silicone between your spread legs, the vibrations coarsed across your folds, eyes glued to the trousers Giyu squeezed the hard length, finally reaching to the waistband to free his cock from the cotton confinement it had been hidden behind. 

You cursed under your breath as your eyes laid over him, this time in video-form opposed to the thumbnails you'd seen on his computer. His fingers from his right hand trailed from his head to his base, dick twitching at the small movements he'd allowed himself to make, while his left had rested at his stomach, groping over himself as a loud hiss escaped his mouth. There had been a small bead of precum sitting at the tip of his slit, and you'd realised that his sensitivity to his own touch had most likely been due to at least a few hours of edging. Biting your lip, you pictured your roommate desperately trying not to cum in preparation for this very video. He'd clearly enjoyed the thought of cumming for the camera; willing to put effort in before even pressing record. 

Giyu finally stopped teasing himself, wrapping his hand around his thick girth, pumping a few times over. A deep groan tumbled from him, hips stuttering forward to buck in his own grip, pleasure causing his stomach to suck inward. His arm flexed as his fingers tightned, body turning slightly so the lens would capture the movement in his hips as he fucked into his hand, hums of satisfaction leaving his lips. 

The way he was moving was sensual, grinding his hips as if his hand had been a cunt wrapped around him, needily humping into closed fist. He let go for a second, but the motion his body had found itself in had continued, thrusting into the air, cock twitching as it begged for release. 

You'd wondered if you'd been home while he'd created this, thinking it couldn't have been likely due to the noise he'd been making. The bathroom had been between both of your bedrooms; if he'd been breathing heavily and moaning, you'd surely hear it. If he'd given the opportunity, you admitted to yourself you'd go in there and help him out, wondering how his cock would feel if it had been shoving into you instead of his right hand. 

A few 'fuck's had filled the air between his whines, his voice ringing through your earbud as if music, his curses sounding so painfully beautiful to you. You'd wished he'd show his face in the footage, being able to admire how his lips formed each profanity, or how his gaze would fall to watch his own cock disappear into the hole his fingers had made. His left hand fell to the shower screen behind him, using it to steady himself on as he'd leaned back, pushing crotch forward to elongate his already lengthy erection, hand barely moving as his hips carried the work. 

With each moment, Giyu's stomach moved more, breath becoming sporadic as he grew closer to climax. Each exhale through gritted teeth had turned into whimpers, if his head had been in frame you'd have known it would've been pressed back to the glass, as his back arched, stuttered movements as the hand supported him grasped onto the pane, a sentence finally spoken;  'Gonna cum-' 

You felt yourself clench as your own high was moments away, watching on your phone as thick white liquid had sprung from his cock, shooting upward to land over the hand he had been milking himself dry with, each thrust left grunts that had caressed the inside of your ear through the earphone you'd been wired to. You fell over the edge, biting your lip to suppress the moans you'd known would have erupted if you'd allowed them to. Your muscles contracted, eyes going foggy as they rolled back, breathy whimpers threatening to fall and signal to your roommate what you'd been up to.

The video ended, as had your climax, and you'd locked your phone, leaving it face down on the bed. Sitting upright, you sighed, wondering how you'd ever be able to look at Giyu again, without feeling the newfound lust you'd acquired; the usually silent male had been less so when it had come to his own pleasure, something you should've been none-the-wiser to until now. 

Adjusting your bag on your shoulder, you rang the doorbell. You hoped your friend would be the one to answer the door. She’d invited you over for a sleepover the minute you’d notified her you’d be coming home for break. There was no telling how you’d react if it was her mother that opened the door.

The last time you’d seen her was a few months ago at a gathering they were having. You had gotten a splinter stuck in your finger and Natasha was in the bathroom with you trying to get it out.

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“I need you to stay still for me, honey.” Her voice alone was enough to have your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“Sorry, Mrs. Romanoff,” you mumbled, looking everywhere but her. She was standing so close to you, and her lips were right there. You probably only had to move your head forward a bit for them to meet.

“Why are you crying, sweetheart? Did it really hurt that much?” No, you could barely feel anything but her. It was the shame you carried for being attracted to your best friend’s mother that made you feel bad.

“I’m fine.”

“Let me kiss it better.” she purred, planting her lips on your pinky. You found yourselves leaning in and then the door bust open.

“Fucking hell, Aria.” Natasha groaned, stepping away from you. She walked over to where your friend was hunched over the toilet. “I told you to take it easy tonight.”

You had to get out of there, so you told your parents you were tired and returned home. Unfortunately, you didn’t realize that Natasha would care enough to ask where you went after you left.

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“Hey!” A familiar redhead opened the door. “It’s been a while.” You looked at the woman as if you’d just seen a ghost. “Come in, sweetheart. Aria’s in the shower right now, but she’ll be down soon.”

Natasha stepped aside to allow you into her home. “It’s nice to see you, Mrs. Romanoff.”

“We’ve been over this multiple times, Natasha is just fine. Let me take that,” she said, gesturing towards the bag slung over your shoulder.

“It’s fine, I can handle it.”

“Sure you can. But let me take care of you while you’re here.” Natasha rolled her eyes. “You are my guest after all,” she added quickly.

“Thank you,” you replied, standing awkwardly in the middle of the entryway.

“You can take a seat.” Natasha chuckled, guiding you to the living room. Her hand rested on the small of your back and you couldn’t help but want it to drift lower. “Dinner’s on the stove so I’ll be working on that. Hopefully, Aria doesn’t take much longer. If you need anything at all, just come find me.”

“Alright, Mrs. Ro- Natasha.”

“Good girl.” Your mouth went dry as Natasha turned to leave. God, you were so fucked.

“Hey!” Your back hit the sofa as a body collided with yours. “Sorry I took so long! My mom didn’t break you did she?” You froze as Aria shifted off your lap. “Take it easy! I’m just kidding, I know you’re not that kind of person.”

“Yeah.” You tried to laugh along with your best friend, but that was difficult considering how wrong she was. “So how have you been?”

“Fine. Life can get boring around here. Mom’s also stopped bringing home random women since the last time you were over, so I never get the pleasure of seeing the walk of shame anymore.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I guess mom was right, you are a good influence. Not only did you rub off on me, but you rubbed off on her too.”

“Why does y/n look like she’s nervous?” Natasha asked her daughter. “Are you talking about my sex life again?”

“Not exactly,” she replied. “I was telling her how she was a good influence on you too.”

“Is that so?” Natasha smirked. “I’d like to think I was a good influence on her. I was the one keeping her out of trouble when you kept getting her into it.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever. Can you feed us now?”

“Sure. Y/n would you like to help yourself or should I feed you?”

“I’ll be fine.” you practically squeaked, following behind your friend with your head bowed. It felt like your body was on fire and Natasha was just throwing gasoline into the flame.

“I’m just kidding, sweetie. Ease up.” The older woman squeezed your shoulders playfully. You were surprised you hadn’t passed out yet.

“Please don’t sit next to me. Please don’t sit next to me. Please don’t-” Natasha sat in the chair beside you, while Aria sat in front of you. Just your luck.

Your friend’s mouth was open but you couldn’t hear whatever was coming out of it, so you just put on a smile and nodded along because she looked excited. You dropped your fork on your plate when Natasha’s free hand dropped to your knee. Muttering out an apology, you continued eating.

“You’ll let me know if I cross a line, right?” Natasha asked quietly, leaning towards you.

“Eh, sure?” you replied, oblivious to her suggestive tone. Her hand trailed up your leg and squeezed your inner thigh.

“Are you okay, y/n/n?” Aria questioned. “You seem jumpy.”

“I’m peachy. The broccoli is really good.”

“That’s asparagus,” Aria said, furrowing her eyebrows and pointing to the vegetable on the end of your fork.

“Both are green.” you shrugged. Like Natasha’s beautiful eyes. Shaking your head, you tried to focus on your friend.

Natasha's hand slipped underneath your dress and ghosted over your panties. You shivered as her pinky brushed over your core. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” you whispered causing Natasha to smirk. Aria excused herself to go to the bathroom, leaving you alone with her mother.

“Be a good girl and sit still. Don’t get loud either.” You're hips bucked slightly as her palm pressed down gently. “What did I say, baby? You’re not listening that well.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to. It’s hard.” Natasha pulled your panties aside and swiped her fingers through your folds.

“It’s okay, I understand that you haven’t been touched this good before.” You held onto the edge of the table when Natasha’s digits found your clit. “Does that feel, sweetie?” You hummed in response and Natasha pulled her fingers away. “Use your big girl words.”

“Yes, Mommy.” You hadn’t noticed what you’d said until you saw Natasha’s face. Your eyes widened and you went to apologize, but were cut off by a low moan when Natasha’s fingers slid inside your cunt.

“You like it when Mommy plays with your cute little pussy, baby?” You clenched around her digits. “I’m going to have so much fun stretching you out with my strap.”

You were biting down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood. A part of you wondered what was taking Aria so long, but you hoped that she wouldn’t be back for a while. “I’m so close.” you whimpered, pressing your legs together to keep Natasha’s hand in place. “Please-”

“I’ve barely done anything and you want to cum?” Natasha teased. “Well, I’m not ready to let you.” You whimpered as her hand disappeared, leaving you unsatisfied.

Aria came back into the room, distracted by her phone. “There’s still a long time before either of us are ready to go to bed, so we should watch a movie.”

“You two go ahead and pick out something to watch. I’ll clean up.”

“Are you sure you don’t want any help?” you offered.

“I’m sure.” Natasha smiled, stacking the dishes on top of each other. “Don’t worry, I won’t be long.”

“You heard the woman.” Aria practically dragged you out of the dining room. “I’m starting to think you like my mom more than me.”

“Of course not. I was just trying to be polite,” you explained. “And you’re my best friend. There’s no one in this world I adore more than you. Except for maybe-”

“Don’t even think of finishing that sentence.” Aria teased, slapping your stomach. “I was just joking.” A poor sense of humor that made you want to crawl into a hole seemed to run in her family.

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You ended up sandwiched on the sofa between your friend and her mother. Aria’s full attention was on the movie, while yours was on Natasha. It was hard to keep your eyes off of the redhead and you hoped she couldn’t notice.

“Do I have something on my face, honey? Or are you just admiring the view?”

“I-uh. I-”

“Do you know more words than that, sweetie? I’m starting to think you’re not retaining whatever they’re teaching you at college. Are you spending more time having sex with your peers than studying?”

“What?”

“Aria’s pretty loud when she talks to you on the phone. She also leaves it on speaker so I hear everything. Is it true that you haven’t had a proper orgasm in months?”

Looking over towards Aria, you noticed she still had her eyes on the screen. You appreciated that she couldn’t hear you, but you didn’t understand how she could be less than an arm's length away and be unaware of what was going on between you and her mother.

“I haven’t got all day, baby.” She cooed, slipping her hand underneath the blanket to trace patterns on your thigh. “Pull your dress up.”

“She’s going to notice,” you whispered. Natasha rolled her eyes and dug her nails into your thigh.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Aria asked, grabbing your chin to scan over your features. “You look pale and you don’t sound like you’re doing okay.”

“Yeah, just cramps.” you breathed as Natasha’s grip on your leg loosened.

“How about you get her some Advil, honey? I think it’ll help.”

“It’s fine.”

“No, mommy’s right.” You cringed when she didn’t refer to Natasha as her mom. Well, you called her “Mommy” too but for a very different reason. “I’ll be right back.”

“What are you doing?” you asked as Natasha kneeled between your legs. “Aria will be back any minute now!”

“Do you want me to stop?” you shook your head and she took your panties off. “Then spread your legs like a good girl. Let’s make this quick.”

Her head ducked underneath the blanket and you waited in anticipation for her to do something. Anything. You could feel her hot breath against your center, but nothing more.

“You were raised to have good manners, sweet girl. If you want something from me you know you're going to have to ask nicely.”

“Please-um. Please put your mouth on my pussy, Mommy.” You tried to pull the blanket up higher so you didn’t have to look Natasha in the eye after that, but she pulled it back down and let it fall to the floor.

“None of that, princess. I want you to see me.” She nipped at your thighs, leaving behind faint marks.

Finally, she gave you what you wanted, lapping at your clit with her tongue. She circled the sensitive bundle of nerves with a pointed tongue.

“You taste almost as sweet as you look, honey.”

“Thank you, Mommy.” Natasha buried her face between your thighs, licking at your entrance. She hummed and dipped her tongue inside of your core.

One of her hands made its way inside of her jeans while the other stroked your clit. “Fuck.” she mumbled, thrusting two fingers inside her wet cunt. Looking at how your face contorted in pleasure from the way she was touching you was enough to rile her up.

Your hands clawed at the couch as her tongue curled inside of you. “Please let me cum this time, Mommy. I need it.”

“Go ahead, love. Cum whenever you’d like.” She attached her mouth to your pussy again, flicking her tongue inside of you. Your thighs tightened around her head as you rode out your high against her face. Natasha pulled away and cleaned your arousal off of her face.

“My panties.”

“I think you’ll be just fine without them, honey. You’re already so hot.” You pouted, causing her to roll her eyes. “Fine.” You silently thanked her and slipped them back on.

“I’m getting tired.” Aria yawned, reappearing with some medication and water for you. “I think it’s time we retreat to my room, y/n.”

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.”

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Unlike your friend who was sound asleep in the bed you were sharing with her, you were wide awake. It was hard to fall asleep when a certain green-eyed woman was plaguing thoughts. You ended up going downstairs to get a glass of water. As if that would help in any way. But you needed to get out of her room.

“Can’t sleep?” You almost tripped and fell in surprise, but Natasha caught you in time. “Careful, baby. Mommy’s not always going to be looking out for you.”

“I-”

“You what? Can't think straight around me?” Of course, you couldn’t, she looked like that and you were a mess. “Why did you leave that night?”

“What?”

“The night of the party, why did you leave?”

“I was tired.”

“Bullshit.” Natasha hissed, boxing you in against the counter. “You got scared, so you left. But what exactly were you afraid of? That we’d get caught?”

“I didn’t want to lose my friend.”

“So you put your own feelings aside to protect her?” Before you could reply, Natasha was already speaking. “Knees.” You dropped to the ground embarrassingly fast. Natasha pulled her pants down, allowing you to see the strap she had on underneath. “Get it ready for your pussy, precious.”

She held the base of the dildo and guided it into your mouth. Natasha let you take it from there, not wanting

to push you too much yet. You slowly bobbed your head up and down the toy.

“You look so cute with your mouth wrapped around my cock.” Natasha cooed, rubbing circles on your cheeks with her thumbs. “I’m going to make you feel so good, honey.”

Her hands grabbed the back of your head and held you in place. You gagged around the toy as it hit the back of your throat.

Natasha pulled your mouth off of her strap and grabbed your hands, helping you back to your feet. “You did such a good job for me, baby.” Her hand lingered on the side of your face, caressing your cheek.

She snapped out of her trance and grabbed your shorts, pulling them down your legs along with your panties. You sat up on the counter, letting the older woman stand between your legs.

“This comes off too,” Natasha smirked, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. You took the bottom and pulled it off over your head. Your nipples hardened as they came into contact with the cold air. The redhead gave you a good look over before slipping her hand between your bodies. “Tell me if you want me to stop at any point, okay?”

“I will, Mommy.” Natasha lined the fake cock up at your entrance and pushed it inside. Your hand dug into the material of her sleeves as you adjusted. “It’s fine, keep going.”

“You’re taking it so well, y/n. It’s almost in.” Your eyes squeezed shut as the toy bottomed out inside of you. “There you go. You’re okay.” Natasha drew her hips back, leaving only the tip of the strap inside of you. “Such a good girl.”

“Your good girl, Mommy.” you moaned, pushing your hips towards hers in search of the dildo. Natasha chuckled and snapped her hips forward, filling you once again.

Her thrusts were fast and rough because she was set on making you cum quickly, so Aria didn’t notice you were out of bed. Your eyes fell to Natasha’s lips. They were so close, reminding you of the last time you’d almost kissed.

Natasha noticed tears pooling in the corners of your eyes. “Focus on me, baby. I’m right here.” Her fingers rubbed at your swollen clit. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from yours and she found herself leaning in.

Your hands grasped at the roots of Natasha's hair causing her to moan into your mouth. She swiped her tongue along your bottom lip but when you didn’t open up, she pinched your nipples making you gasp in surprise. Her tongue slipped inside your mouth and taught yours, but you found yourself giving into her easily.

Natasha grabbed your jaw and pushed your head against the cabinet behind you. “You’re gonna cum for me sweet girl?”

“Cum for me, precious.” With a few more thrusts, your cunt clenched around the toy and you fell apart in the green-eyes beauty’s arms.

Natasha pulled the toy out of you and helped you dress. She pulled you into her embrace and rubbed your back.

“We’ll figure something out, baby.” Natasha pecked the top of your head. “Everything will be okay, all you have to do is trust me. You trust me, right?” You nodded, rubbing your eyes. “Good, you must be tired now so go to sleep.”

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You sat in the same chair you were seated in last night, waiting for Natasha to be done with breakfast. “How’d you sleep last night?”

“Fine.” You had, right after you’d had your brains fucked out by her mother. Your eyes left Aria’s and focused on your lap. She frowned, but let it go.

“Here you go,” Natasha said, setting down a plate in front of you.

“Thank you, Mommy.” Your eyes grew wide. “I mean-”

“Chill!” Aria chuckled. “It happens.” If only she knew about what happened last night. She wouldn’t be laughing around then and would be too busy attempting to strangle you.

“I almost forgot.” The redhead turned to you. “Your parents called me earlier, they said they had to go out on a last-minute work trip. They were wondering if you wanted to stay over here.”

“I can’t possibly do that. I’m an adult, I can handle myself. I’ll just stay there on my own until they get back.”

“Well, I already took the liberty of letting them know that you’d stay here while they were gone. I don’t want to leave you on your own for a week in that house even if I know you can handle yourself.”