natasha romanoff smut !! (wlw)

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When you had told your girlfriend what you'd been getting up to in your free time and why you were suddenly spending more money online shopping than you ever had before, this is not exactly how you expected her to react. Not that you thought she'd react poorly, she would never, but you certainly hadn't expected her to want to appear in one of your streams.

Natasha doesn't know why you're so surprised, really. She just needs to make sure all the pathetic men and women watching know that you're taken. That you only pretend to be interested in them because they throw money at you, nothing more than that, because you belong to her. And you would never belong to anyone else.

Well, that and you expressed that you weren't entirely comfortable in front of the camera just yet, still shy and nervous about what to do and say, but your viewers didn't seem to mind too much. And, well, if that was the case, who was Natasha to deprive everyone of seeing just how cute you are when you really get shy? It seemed a shame, really, to deprive them of that when you'd recently been talking about how much you wanted a new couch. Natasha was sure she'd get them to pay for it for you.

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"C'mon, pretty girl... Show 'em how you touch yourself for me," Natasha murmurs into your ear, dipping her head down to nip at your earlobe. Her rough hands slide up and down your sides in what is supposed to be a comforting manner, but really just makes you squirm in her hold. "I thought you said you've done this before, princess? Don't be shy..." You huff at her words and roll your eyes, she's acting like she doesn't have your hands cuffed behind your back, like you're disobeying her words on purpose.

Her hands move down to your thighs, blunt nails raking against your skin before gripping them and pulling them apart, showing off the damp spot on your lace panties. "Just look at how wet you are already—" she's interrupted by the, in her opinion, incessant dinging sound of the donations finally starting to pour in and she takes a glance at the comments that accompany some of them.

[user2340293] donated $5: quit playing around and just fuck her already

[scarletmommy] donated $200: oh, a guest? how cute

[user04930291] donated $15: you're so fucking hot

"Everyone's gettin' so impatient, baby. C'mon, be a good girl." Natasha smirks, a teasing laugh escaping her lips. She leans down to kiss at your neck, and then takes the opportunity to scrape her teeth against the soft skin there, threatening to bite down and leave her mark. "Tasha.. cut it out." Her words and actions make your cheeks feel like they're on fire.

You don't usually get so worked up when she teases you like this, but knowing that you're streaming right now makes you more embarrassed than usual. "What? You need me to do everything for you now?" She squeezes your thigh before moving her hand up closer towards your core, ghosting her fingers along your skin, up your thigh, across the waistband of your paintes. You jolt when you feel it snap against your skin, the stinging feeling pulling a whine from your throat, "Natasha, please."

"Hm? What was that?" She's just being mean now, wants to hear you get all desperate for her. "Please what? I can't do anything if you don't tell me what you want, princess." Natasha smirks, not that you can see it from where you're sitting between her legs, but you can practically hear it in her voice. "Please, touch me."

She had been teasing you practically all day, groping you whenever she could, whispering things into your ear, you couldn't take it anymore. You know she probably planned this all along, getting you all desperate and then all of a sudden suggesting she appear on a stream with you. "See, was that so hard? All you had to do was ask."

Natasha's hand slides down the front of your clothed cunt, the heel of her palm grinding against your clit and pulling a whimper from your throat. Her fingertips ghost along the edge of your panties, teasing, for what feels like forever until she finally uses her other hand to pull your panties to the side. She hooks her arm under your leg to keep them apart just in case you decide to try and get shy again. She's reminded of the stream once more, when that awful dinging sound of the donations picks up again when your glistening cunt is exposed to the camera.

[user0012394] donated $15!

[mvriahill] donated $100!

[user1205938] donated $10!

Two of her fingers dip inside your drooling hole, but they're gone just as fast as they came because she's leaning forward to really show the camera how wet you are, pushing you forward with her. Your breasts are now on full display as well, threatening to spill out of the flimsy lace bra you're wearing. She moves her fingers around in the light and spreads them apart to show off the string of slick dripping from them. "Look how excited our little moviestar is," she grins, spreading your slick around her fingers before bringing them up to your mouth, "open up, princess."

Her fingers push past your lips before you can even react to her words and you wrap your lips around them, tongue tracing the length of her fingers and then pushing between them, cleaning your slick off of them. Natasha pushes her fingers further into your mouth and you choke a little, gagging around them as tears begin to prick at your eyes. You look a little pitiful and Natasha's not even being as rough with you as she usually is.

She's showing you off to the camera like some sort of whore now, really getting into it, looking at the screen showing the live feed. "See, isn't this better? You just needed me to come here and show you how to properly stream, isn't that right, baby?" She uses her free hand to tug your bra down, "need to let them see all of you," she says casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

You're drooling around her fingers as she starts to play with your tongue, drool dripping down onto the bed sheets. "Just look at you, making such a mess already." She hums as she starts to thrust her fingers into your mouth, and then you're choking on her fingers again as she shoves them down your throat, tears starting to spill from your eyes. "Crying already? We're just getting started, princess," she laughs, "you didn't think I'd go easy just because we're on camera, did you?"

[user8674439] donated $20!

[user5693842] donated $5!

[captaindanvers] donated $500!

She leans back and lets you settle against her as she continues pushing her fingers to the back of your throat. She holds them there for a second before pulling them out completely and letting out a little chuckle at the way you gasp for air.

She hooks her hand under your leg again to keep them open before moving her other hand back to your cunt. "Maybe I'll go a little easy. I have to keep some things just for me." She murmurs, kissing the top of your head tenderly. Her fingers teasingly circle your clit as she speaks and you shiver slightly at the feeling of her spit-covered fingers against your slick cunt.

"Tasha, please, inside." You plead, pulling against the cuffs around your wrists. If you could grab her wrist and force her hand down lower you would, stupid cuffs. "Well since you asked so nicely, sweetheart." She grants you a little mercy by moving her hand lower and immediately sinking two fingers into your heat. The heel of her palm grinds against your clit as she thrusts her fingers in and out.

Little moans and whimpers slip past your lips as Natasha fingers you, curling her fingers every few thrusts just to hear the sounds she can pull out of you. The pads of her fingers drag against a particularly sensitive spot at the same time as her palm presses against your clit and your thighs try to snap shut instinctively. "Keep them open. Be a good girl." Her other hand grips your thigh tightly and forces it open, her blunt nails digging into your flesh.

She can hear the annoying dinging of the donations and she tries her best to block it out. What a horrible noise. She finds the perfect way to drown it out when she picks up her pace and your moans get louder. You can feel yourself getting closer and your fists clench behind your back, "Tasha, f–fuck, please."

"Are you close, baby? Are you gonna cum for me?" When you nod in response, Natasha does the unthinkable and takes her fingers away. You whine pathetically and she laughs, squeezing your thigh. "I didn't say you were allowed to cum. I told you, I have to keep some things just for me, baby."

Natasha's starting to think maybe this camming thing isn't so bad after all.

(by: taliasgf)