bakerstreet | The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme.

The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme.

The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

Because any good idea for a meme deserves its own smut version, this is just what the box says: the reverse picture meme for smut/nsfw prompting.

POSTING?
1) Comment with a character
2) Include a picture (or two or three) of a scenario, scene, position, location, etc. that you'd like to be a part of the RPing.
3) Make sure to list any preferences or explanations, to help people out.

REPLYING?
1) Find someone's image(s) that inspire you and reply to their comment!
2) Yeah, that's pretty much it!

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

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Giving him an incredulous and altogether too amused sort of look, she remarked, "Don't pretend you weren't watching me closely enough to see that for yourself." After all, she was fairly sure that with all of that moving she'd done, at least some of it could have been classified as writhing.

"I would never break a promise to you," Wanda returned instinctively, even before realizing what that promise had been. "Everything I know about you, I know because you've told me, or simply because I know you, Pietro. Your mind is your own, and I'll never violate it like that."

Seeing him agree with her in terms of her being able to stop him from getting too rambunctious made her grin, and she leaned in to brush a gentle kiss to his lips. Nothing more needed to be said about that. She trusted him not to hurt her, and he trusted her not to do anything inside his head unless she absolutely needed to. In short, it was little different from the understanding they'd already had as siblings who loved one another.

Humming softly as she settled herself and got used to the comforting feel of his body against hers, Wanda arched up against him as her hands gently caressed the toned muscles of his arms. "And you don't understand how happy I am to make you happy. I love your smile. And I'm learning to love other parts of you just as much." Of course, she was an exceptionally fast learner, considering how easily she spread her legs beneath him, lightly trailing her foot along his leg. "Everything about you is perfect. And you helped shape me more than you'll ever know."

Despite how obviously aroused they both were, Wanda felt free to laugh at his commentary about her language, even if she felt something of a flush burning at her pale cheeks. "You're not the only one keeping secrets locked away in your head," she told him. "Even virgins learn to understand what men like, even if it takes them a while to find someone worthy of everything they've learned. Luckily for me, you've been right under my nose this whole time." It helped, after all; she wouldn't be able to say these sorts of things with just anyone, even if she had found someone other than Pietro to give herself to. There was too much trust built up after having shared everything she had with the man on top of her throughout her life.

When he looked towards the nightstand, Wanda took the opportunity to move in on his throat, sucking gently at the skin there and simply enjoying the feeling of Pietro all around her as he steadily grew more excited. "Mm... I think we already have something turned on here, but I wouldn't say no to some ideas."

Wanda's sweet kisses were all he would ever need in life, this he decided now. All of the rest of the world wouldn't matter when he was with her. That had carried on from their early life, but matured now as he felt her kiss in a new light.

"So you know all about what men like then?" His eyebrows raised and he laughed with her; that blush on her cheeks making her all the more irresistible to him. He loved her innocence, which he knew was part true and part covering what she was truly like beneath it all.

Her lips on his throat threw Pietro off and while he had snatched the phone, he was made to hold that position just a moment longer. "Creative virgins is right-" he saw their conversation coming full circle. Settling back down, falling onto his back, be brought the phone to his face to begin to scroll through a easily accessed porn website. "Hmmm," He pressed his lips together as he wondered where to start; there were just so many options.

"Here-" He slowed his search down to land on a simple video of a blond woman with large breasts on her back with another woman going down between her legs to bring her mouth to the blond's shaven pussy. "This is something I enjoy watching." he placed the phone in his sister's hand, watching her eyes find its contents. He would wait only a moment for her to absorb what was occurring before slipping down to perform the same oral act on her; his tongue teasing at the entrance of her pussy at first, but soon slipping inside, swirling and thrusting, tasting his previous presence mixed with her arousal.

The added depth to their relationship would only make it grow that much stronger, as far as Wanda was concerned. She still loved him as a brother, as her last remnant of a family that had been broken by tragedy. But now she had the opportunity to love him as a lover, and that meant that Pietro really would be the only person she'd ever need in her life.

"I have ideas," she returned coyly. "Inklings, really. And what I don't know, I can figure out. Especially if I have a very patient, loving teacher there to guide me along the way."

She noted the way he faltered, and it only encouraged her to keep distracting him, moving with him as he fell onto his back, her lips only moving from his throat to brush along the hair at his jaw. It was easy to focus on Pietro, on kissing every single part of his body, and she actually made a small, disappointed sound when he passed the phone to her hand, prompting her to look away from her work.

It was sort of surprising how quickly he'd been able to find something inappropriate, and even more so when he emphasized that he enjoyed this sort of thing, leading her to ask him whether he expected her to find some girl to fool around with solely for his pleasure. At least, she would have asked that, but she only got out a, "You-" before she felt something warm and pliable against her lower lips, and she widened her eyes with a small gasp.

Looking down at him, she watched as her brother wasted no time in tonguing her pussy just as he'd promised. Before she could really say anything about it one way or the other, she heard a moan coming from the phone, and she turned her attention back to that. The blonde seemed to be enjoying what the other woman was doing to her, her fingers twining in her hair, and Wanda was left wondering if she was really acting, or if it actually felt nearly as good for that woman as it did for her, with her sexy twin laid out between her legs and fucking her with his tongue. With a deep moan, she brought a hand down, letting it gently comb through Pietro's hair as she held him in place and relaxed, letting it all wash over her without worrying about whether it was right or wrong.

"Oh Pietro," she breathed, torn between watching him work and watching the video on the phone in her hand. "Keep going. A little faster. Please."

"Inklings?" he eyed her, his lips unable to hold back an excitable smile. Knowing that she'd had thoughts -sexual thoughts- alone, aroused him. The mental image of her touching herself was one he would keep stored for quieter nights in the past. "I will teach and show you everything." He gladly would make that promise. "And we can learn together...what each other likes." Or rather, how they like it. And how Wanda liked things done would be etched into his technique for the rest of his life. However, until then, he would simply show her what he already had.

Pietro would never expect Wanda to venture into anything she wasn't comfortable with or aroused by. Now, if she wanted to find another woman to play with for his pleasure, well, he wasn't about to put a stop to that venture. Something of that nature would make him feel like a god among men, and the luckiest of them all. Yet, that was a fantasy that he couldn't allow himself to stall and contemplate now. Not when she was fulfilling another one so easily for him.

His eyes tried terribly to watch what he was doing, but the sight of Wanda watching the women on the small screen was far too distracting. Her gaze, her expressions, her pleasure was something he didn't want to miss a second of. Then that hand told him everything he needed to know. His cock had already swelled and any tug or harsher grip to his hair would only serve to bring it to an achingly hard erection.

"Mm-" There was no 'little' when it came to faster for Pietro and he began to move his tongue in such a fast fluttering motion that it simply became a vibrator against her clit. He only had to pause for half a second to re-wet his tongue as his hands moved to keep her thighs spread, but any resistance and he would gladly have them muffling his ears and keeping him in place.

When she was pleading for it and moaning, he would only keep the pace up, adding two slender and wet fingers to the mix, sliding them gently into her slit and testing the waters if she wanted more.

"You like it?" He wanted to hear her say it, although not specific if he was asking about the porn or the act, while speaking quickly before his tongue set back to work.

[[ooc-- Sorry I've been slow! -But a heads up that I'm going to be on a trip for 2 weeks at the beginning of July so I may be MIA for a bit, but I really would like to continue this when I return, if you still do! I just don't want you to think I'm dropping it ! :) ]]

Of course Wanda had sexual thoughts; they might not be on the forefront of her mind on a regular basis, but now.... Well, now she had a reason to put it at the forefront. "And I want to learn everything from you, darling," she murmured happily. "We can both learn something new every single night." It was a bit of a stretch, perhaps, but considering that they'd only just learned about their feelings for one another, maybe even they could learn something new about one another every so often.

For now, Wanda made the quick decision that porn should definitely become a part of their nightly explorations, or at least every other night. Seeing other women in the throes of passion had never been something that she would have considered particularly arousing, but there she was, actually taking her eyes away from the delicious taboo between her legs so she could watch something similar play out on a screen that was far too small for her liking.

She barely got a few moments to capture the entire scene with her gaze before she suddenly felt something buzzing against her clit, and she let out an audible gasp as she arched beneath Pietro, almost dropping the phone. She knew he was fast, but oh that was something else, something incredible enough to make her moan louder than before. Against her better judgment, her fingers tightened in his hair as she struggled to keep herself from pressing her hips up against his tongue. She was already feeling as though she was fighting a losing battle.

"Yes!" she cried in a shaky voice, grinding down when she felt those fingers prodding at her. "Yes, Pietro, I love this, don't stop, don't stop, please!"

[OOC- No worries, life always comes first! Hope you have fun on your trip; I'll be MIA myself in late August, but I'll make note of it before I go! I'll definitely want to continue this for as long as you do! ♥]

It would be refreshing to learn new things about Wanda; the woman he felt he knew everything about. Now to learn about the next layer of her, the sexual desires and urges, had been an untapped. "We very well can," He agreed, his own thoughts wandering about what they could explore together.

That gasp and grip nearly made him groan from arousal, knowing that it had been his tongue to pull that sound from her. He wanted to see her gain a little bit of a dominant side; her taking and telling him what she wanted. It was a good while coming, most likely, but he had to have goals to work up to. Still, even now he could feel her need through her actions even before she spoke and continued to give it to her.

Those hips moving to greet his vibrating tongue thrilled Pietro and he pressed harder, now making shapes with the tip of his tongue, rapidly tracing over the sensitive skin of her clit. Her juices coated his fingers as he picked up the pace of those as well. He stayed tuned into the sound of his sister over the cries on the small device; although having the sound of multiple women entering his senses made precum smear along the bed sheets beneath him.

[[ooc- [Okay- sweet! I definitely want to keep it going as well!]]

Learning something new about Pietro felt like it should be something of an impossibility, but tonight had been full of surprises. From finding out he thought of her that way to seeing for herself the sorts of videos he would watch to get himself off, Wanda almost felt as though this was a stranger in her bed.

Almost, but not quite. No matter what she might learn about Pietro, he would always be her brother, and she knew and trusted him more than she could even trust herself most days. That was why it was so easy for her to simply give herself over to him in every way, shape, and form.

For now, she was simply trying to hold herself together, every movement of Pietro's tongue threatening to make her fall apart at any moment. Her cries rang out in the room as she moved with him, writhing and arching as the pleasure mounted with alarming intensity. She tried not to yank at his hair as she kept rocking against him, holding the phone to her chest and letting the sounds of those actresses mingle with the noises that rumbled in her throat. At this point, it wasn't long before her toes were curling, her cries turning into a long, wavering moan as she hit her peak once again.

Pietro wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold Wanda still despite how her body tried to pull away from the intensity. His tongue traded off vibrating and rapidly penetrating between her lips. The harder she pulled on his hair, the harder it became not to grind himself against the bed below him; he was painfully hard and smearing pre-cum on the sheets below him.

Pietro felt her contract around his tongue and tasted as she came against his mouth. His eyes stayed open to watch as she twisted and her body was overcome by the pleasure. "Mmm!" He moaned against her hot skin as he refused to detach from her until she had become completely spent. Only then did he slow his tongue, wetting it and tasting her on his lips as he looked up at her with a wide grin.

"How'd you like that?" Pietro inquired despite already knowing the answer. He wanted to stay like that between her legs forever. It was a place he had never been since their relationship had been platonic allowing him to only fantasize the scents he inhaled now.

Eventually he would need to sit up and stroke himself out of need. His cock was flushed red and throbbed in his grip while he looked her over, lying there and hiding nothing from each other.

She could feel his moan against her body, and it only served to prolong her own pleasure, making her shiver beneath his touch. Pietro was quickly ensuring that she would become absolutely addicted to having him in any way she could, needing to feel him pressed up against her or inside of her or just somewhere in her general vicinity. As though she hadn't needed him badly enough as it was.

At his question, she could only laugh breathlessly, knowing that he very well knew the answer and only wanted to hear her say it. So when she finally caught her breath, she propped herself up on her elbows a bit, watching as he sat up. "I think we should definitely watch porn together more often," she remarked as she idly plucked the phone up again. "Though maybe we should find a television screen next time."

When she saw how needy he was, Wanda couldn't help looking at him with utter fascination for a moment before she forced herself to sit up as well, lips slightly parted as her eyes focused entirely on his cock. "Would you like me to return the favor?" she asked. "I've never done it, so it might not be good, but I can try. Or we could watch a video for some tips for me. Research. You can do whatever you'd like to me while I study hard for you."

Pietro smiled when he got her to answer and nodded to her suggestion. Watching more porn with her would be a fantasy come true. Exposing her to new acts and ideas; maybe acting out a few as they watched.

Her eyes on him alone made his breath hitch even though they had only had intercourse not too terribly long before. To hear that Wanda had never performed oral sex on another man relaxed Pietro. His sister was still untainted and untouched by another man; or rather not having touched someone else. While he had only been with another virgin in this act before, he knew that this would still certainly be more than enjoyable.

"Yes-" to all of the above. And he knew he had sounded possibly too enthusiastic, but his smile couldn't be withheld from her now. "So long as you don't bite down, you can't be horrible at it....but it couldn't hurt to study, right?" He chuckled but still picked up the device to search for a new video of different content.

Pulling up a scene from a POV of the man receiving head as he held the camera pointed down at the woman, Pietro only paused it to hand the device to his sister. He wanted to still be close to her and her offer was a welcomed surprise. Sliding up next to her, he only moved to line up beside her while she laid on her back. "I want to watch you watch it." He explained, but a stray hand slid up her stomach and cupped one of her breasts, groping it softly. "But I may also play with these while you do."

He snuck a quick kiss to her cheek, whispering, "I adore you," as if wanting to be certain she remember that even as they began to have a fresh sexual relationship. It didn't change a thing about what they'd had beforehand. He didn't want to just use her for sex and never would. Tweaking her perky nipple, he wanted to make the nub hard so that when he brought his mouth to it, his tongue could easily swirl and flick between sucking gently on her.

Wanda would likely be perplexed as to the real-world plausibility of certain porn scenarios, and so she would be only all too happy to have Pietro prove to her just how certain things should go, and just how enjoyable they can be. After all, it wasn't as though she could ever deny her brother before, and she certainly wasn't going to start now.

If his immediate response hadn't gotten a laugh out of her, then his comment about not biting down surely did the trick, and she chuckled as she grinned widely up at him. "I won't bite unless you tell me to. And I might be learning new things about you, but I don't think you'd like me to bite you there."

As he plucked the phone from her hand, Wanda couldn't help absently licking her lips as she looked down at him once again, admiring the view and trying to figure out how that would feel inside her mouth. How much of him could she really fit in there? How much of a real risk of choking did she face? There were so many logistics that spelled a considerable amount of potential discomfort for her, but if it could make Pietro feel even half as good as he'd made her feel, she'd gladly train herself to take in every inch of him and moan in pleasure the entire time.

She was startled from her revelry when he handed her back the device, and she cradled it in her hands as she laid back, content to feel him all but curl up against her. Her small smile as she watched the beginning of the video and heard Pietro said that he wanted to watch as she watched it turned into something more tender as his hand moved up her stomach and cupped a breast, and her expression went softer still at those whispered words.

Tearing her gaze away from the illicit scene of a woman teasingly licking along some unknown man's erection, Wanda looked at Pietro with nothing but the utmost adoration in her eyes before leaning in, brushing a light kiss to his lips. "And I live for you," she whispered in return. "And I plan on doing everything I can to take care of you, as a sister would a brother and as a woman would a man."

Their relationship hadn't changed, after all. There was simply a new layer to it, something to take into consideration when they were in bed together or getting dressed alongside one another. And regardless of whether he was her brother or her lover, Wanda was determined to bring Pietro all the pleasures she could feasibly manage. That was the only reason she looked away from him once more, watching the video and determined to mimic the actress exactly in the hopes of making Pietro moan the way this actor currently was.

"No," he shook his head with a soft, amused smile. "I'm not into that kind of biting." That would be a sure way to dampen their evening together.

As he searched for the video, out of the corner of his eye he saw her looking down at him. It hadn't occurred to him until now that she had never really looked at him nude. Let alone with an erection. Well, unless she had woke up beside him and caught him with morning wood, but this was certainly much different. This time he was aroused at the sight and feel of her. "You like what you see?" he turned his head just slightly to tease her. "It's certainly yours to play with whenever you like." And that was something he would encourage.

Her words when she responded really touched him; she was committing to him in a new way. As a woman would to a man. "You know, I am twelves minutes older than you." He reminded her. "It is my job to take care and protect you." Although this playful bickering could easily go back and forth for some time, he still had to get his jab in. "And to give you everything I can." Pleasure and materialistically.

Slowly moving his hand to hers, he took it from the device and guided it down his stomach as he spoke to her. He want her to at least wrap her fingers around him, even if it meant initiating it. His eyes would close briefly when he felt that it was her touch on him and not his own. "Just...stroke it," He exhaled, not expecting such a simple act to begin to have an effect on him so strongly.

"Mm," she mused. "But you appreciate other kinds of biting? I'll keep that in mind."

Wanda may not be seeing Pietro for the first time, but she was certainly seeing him as a man for the first time, at least physically. She'd always known him to be brave and strong and caring, everything a real man should be. But to actually see him bare and aroused before her... that was something else altogether. "I think I've proved as much," she murmured, looking up to meet his eyes. "But thank you for letting me know that you're completely mine. I'd say the same, but I think you're smart enough to have known that by now."

When he brought up their tiny age difference, Wanda couldn't help but let out a gentle chuckle, nuzzling lightly at his throat. "You may be older, but we have the same job. After you risked yourself for Barton, I'm not going to let anything else happen to you. And you're still an idiot for that, by the way. Barton, of all people." It was all in jest, of course. Given that she would have cowered in an abandoned building until the Avengers either defeated Ultron or Sokovia fell from the sky if not for Barton's pep talk, she had a great deal of respect for the man, especially when she'd seen how Pietro's apparent sacrifice had affected him.

But now wasn't the time to think about Barton, not when she had someone much more appealing to her here besides her. Adjusting her grip on the phone when Pietro took one of her hands, she inhaled deeply when her fingers made contact with the hot flesh between his legs, her palm sliding over it easily thanks to how much pre-cum there had already been when he'd used his mouth on her. "Stroke it," she echoed lightly, "Play with it. Suck it. Ride it. You want me to do all sorts of things to it, don't you?" Grinning, she leaned in and lightly scraped her teeth along his throat, her hand starting in on a slow but steady rhythm. "Luckily, I want to do it all. Many times. We don't need sleep, do we?"

"I do," he could see in her face that she was making a note and liked where that could potentially pop up again in the future.

"Yes," he pressed himself against her once more when she made the snarky comment as his sibling. "I know what's mine." Then she brought up that man and Pietro sighed, loudly and rolled his eyes, "Can we not talk about him right now?" It was in jest, but it also certainly would be a turn off to think of Barton in that moment. Of course he didn't need to say any more, but he still gave her a playful pinch to the side like had when they were younger, "Snd don't tell me how to live my life." Another jest, but he simply had to have the last word.

"Yes..." He wanted all of that. He was so weak for her. When she held his cock like that, he was a goner. Then she spoke- even if it had been his words, her voice was like silk to his ears. Barely able to keep is eyes open, Pietro closed them briefly, solely focusing on what he was feeling. "When you talk like that..." Describing the things she could and would do for him. Pietro's breath shivered when he exhaled, feeling her teeth on his neck like an expert lover.

"Wanda- you don't know what you do to me-" his pleading eyes opened as his hands raised to her beautiful porcelain face, taking it to bring her mouth to his. When his tongue entered her mouth it muffled his moan while his hips rolled into her slender grip.

"No..." He shook his head when they broke for air. "No one needs to sleep tonight." He kissed her again, deeply and passionately, still thrusting softly into her hands. "I want to fuck you- i want you to ride me- mmm! To suck it-" his eyes closed again as he moaned, never imagining that a hand could feel so blissful, but all because of whose it was.

"That's right," she whispered against his throat. "You know I'm yours. The whole world knows it." And if they didn't, Wanda was almost certain that someone must have overheard something from their escapades tonight and might have been able to guess that theirs was no ordinary sibling relationship. She had an inkling that she should feel embarrassed or ashamed, but she instead found herself wondering just how many people would find themselves unable to look them in the eye the next morning. The thought along was enough to make her chuckle, but she wrote it off as a response to his pinch.

"Already you're demanding that I never even breathe another man's name?" she asked coyly, giving his erection a gentle, teasing squeeze. "You always were the jealous type, dear brother."

She moved a little, rolling more onto her side so she could face him more directly as she continued to stroke away at him. "No man will ever compare to you," she promised in a low whisper, watching his face intently as his eyes fluttered closed. She had no idea that simple speech would have this sort of effect on him, but now that she knew, she intended to make the most of it, though she had to wait until after he was done kissing her deeply, her tongue tangling with his in the interim.

"I make you hard. And I apparently make you want to fuck all night. Both are fine by me. We can skip training in the morning, and if anyone really wants to know, I can tell them it's because you had me every way imaginable, and you still weren't through."

Just the thought of passing an entire night fucking her brother in ways she was still too inexperienced to think up was enough to make her shiver, and she set the phone aside so she could free up her hand to cup the back of Pietro's neck, holding him to her for another kiss even as he moaned. The hand on his dick sped up, and she moaned with him as she remembered she had something else to do with her mouth, so she forced herself to linger for only a few moments before backing away, scraping her teeth along his lower lip as she went.

"I want you in my mouth now," she told him, suddenly assertive about the whole thing. She was already kissing his chest, leading a trail of small nips and licks as she pulled herself down along the length of his body. "Tell me if I do something wrong. I just want to taste you right now."

Pietro wasn't necessarily hoping anyone would know what he and Wanda had done that evening. He would rather their business remain their own. "We are the only ones that mattered," he reminded his sister. "Others...they won't understand our love for one another." Of course with his cock hard and ready for her, he didn't imagine anyone would ever understand his position as he lay beside his sister. "No one else matters. Only us."

"Oh, and you think this will make that better?" He jested through heavy breathing as she made it hard to focus with her hand squeezing him just right. He was a jealous brother and always would be, that would only get worse with their new development. He knew it already and suspected Wanda would catch on quickly. She was now his to protect in a fresh new light. No other man would tocuh her so long as he was by her side. Hearing her speak then that no other man would compare at least did rest any inklings that would arise from doubting his significance to her.

"Why don't we tell them we have the flu- contangious - no one will dare enter our room and we will just have to take care of each other." He suggested an alternativen lie. "And I'll just have to take care of you all day long," His voice purred the words as he smiled, still irresistabily turned on by her speaking dirty again.

Pietro's thoughts were cut off when her hand began to move at a steady pace. It was when she backed off that his eyes were able to focus on her again. "Yes-" that assertiveness had him submitting in a way she would have never seen before; he was so weak for her when her mouth tended to his skin on its venture south. This was truly happening. Pietro had never imagined that it would ever actually happen that he would gaze down and see Wanda's head in his lap in this fashion. As they had grown older, it had become increasingly difficult for her to be affectionate as a sister and lie her head there. He had only prayed that so many times before he hadn't revealed himself to her prematurely.

"You can't do anything wrong," He reminded her. "Just...put it in your mouth and...lick it." His breaths heavy as he described his desires. "Use your tongue and get it wet...then...slide it into your mouth. You can't make a mistake." Not in his eyes, she couldn't.

While Wanda was currently completely unashamed of the way she and Pietro were behaving together, she knew it was all simply in the heat of the moment; she'd never been the sort to kiss and tell, so while she would be more than happy to exchange secret, knowing glances with her brother in front of the others, she wasn't going to loudly broadcast every dirty little act they'd performed in this bed tonight. Gossip was for women who had no lives of their own, and Wanda was currently very happy with the state of her life. "You're the only thing that ever mattered to me anyway," she whispered lowly.

"It should," she continued with a small grin. "Because now you know you don't have to be jealous. I'm yours. In every way." She always had been, truth be told, but he likely had never realistically considered that one of those ways would include an unquestionable willingness to worship his cock with as much of her body as she could manage in a single night.

"We owe them no explanations," she told him, voice hushed as she continued to be captivated by the way her beloved brother was responding to the sound of her voice. "If you want to take care of me all day and night, they should know better than to attempt to open that door."

Glancing up to see Pietro's eyes focused completely on her as she made her way down the length of his body sent a thrill through Wanda unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She was worried she wouldn't be good, yes, and afraid that she might utterly embarrass herself, but those fears were but niggling thoughts at the back of her mind. This was Pietro. She couldn't humiliate herself in front of him even if she tried.

Besides, what she was doing was an act of love, and not something some director was telling a porn star to do. He would obviously take that into consideration rather than simply judge her if her first time proved to be less than spectacular.

So she listened to his guidance, splitting her attention between looking up at him and gauging the cock that was steadily looming as she slunk further down the bed. It had just been inside her, bringing her so much pleasure; surely taking it in her mouth couldn't be so bad, right?

Reverently taking hold of the base, she glanced up at him once more before whispering, "I love you, Pietro." It helped her, at least a little. She was doing this for him, which meant that he was free to guide her, tell her everything that brought him pleasure and whatever didn't. And with him helping her, how could she be nervous?

And so she brushed her long hair over one shoulder and leaned in, the flat of her tongue lapping slowly just along the tip, as though testing the waters. It was a strong taste, but not the least bit unpleasant, and so she lowered her head and let her tongue lick a slow, steady swipe along the veiny underside of his erection, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the intimacy in what she was doing for her brother. She still felt woefully unprepared, but she tried to remember what that actress in that video had been doing as she began gradually taking him into her mouth, careful to make sure her tongue kept constant contact with him.

Wanda couldn't embarrass herself in front of Pietro if she tried. Hell, the fact that she was new to all of this and was just now learning made the situation all the more arousing for him. Not that Pietro cared for virgins, actually he did prefer an experienced woman. However, with Wanda, he could teach her and give her that experience. Shape her into the lover he desired.

"And I love you," he responded through a hitched breath, wanting nothing more than her mouth then. He could only wait in anticipation before that tongue would touch him. How powerful it was, that first contact, it made him shutter, his mouth falling open. "Oh- yes." He finally exhaled. The more he felt her, the more his cock throbbed in her hand.

"That's- it." He encouraged her, tilting his head slightly to watch. He wanted to see her face and her expressions. Besides the pleasure, just seeing his cock in her mouth would be a sight he wouldn't soon let go of. She was beautiful to begin with, but like this, she was irresistibly sexy.

"Wanda-" his stomach clenched as she began to take him in her soft, wet mouth. "Oh, God-" it took all of his will power to not roll his hips forward and fuck that tight opening. He would silently remind himself to continue to guide her. "Now use your tongue still...around the head."

Wanda would only be all too happy to let Pietro shape her into whatever he liked, at least in the bedroom. Outside of that, of course, she would still be her own woman, unafraid to debate things with him if she saw a better way of doing them, but the dynamics of their relationship was subject to change, once the doors were closed and the lights were down low.

Hearing and feeling his reaction to her tongue was in itself something of a strong aphrodisiac, and Wanda couldn't help moaning softly around him, unaware of the vibrations it caused around Pietro's erection. She could feel her lips buzzing around him for a moment, but as she wasn't entirely certain whether or not he'd consider that pleasant, she focused instead on the things he asked for, and right now that meant concentrating on using her tongue.

Glancing up at him as he spoke to her, she tried not to get distracted by how turned on she was when she realized he was watching her every move, especially with that look in his eyes. Instead, she drew up slightly, once again letting her tongue lightly circle along the tip of his cock, tasting the bitter pre-come and swallowing around him, getting herself used to the taste of him not just in her mouth but down her throat.

After all, if she did a good job, she'd be tasting much more of him, and so she might as well get herself used to it early on. The last thing Wanda wanted to do was make Pietro think she didn't enjoy this, especially since she quite liked the look on his face as she pressed on, gradually taking more and more of him in his mouth and pausing only when she felt that tip at the back of her throat.

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