《Natasha Romanoff one-shots // Natasha x reader ;)》sorry proffesor*
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SMUT** idk what to put here but Natasha has a penis in this*
Class was coming to an end. I knew she was going to ask me to stay behind.
I haven't payed any attention all lesson. Just listening to her voice, not her words. I haven't written a single thing down on my sheet of paper. I'm practically asking for it.
"Class dismissed, y/n, stay behind." Those are the only words that I've listened to this whole hour. Once everyone left, she locked the door.
She slowly walked over to me and leant against my desk a little. "Hmm." She glanced at my paper, but all I could look at was her breasts, and how her shirt was slightly hanging loosely.
"Tsk tsk.." I quickly glance up at her face, only to see pure disappointment. "Bad girl." She shook her head and sat down by her desk.
The room went silent for a second, the both of us just staring at each other. "What are you waiting for, slut. And bring your paper with you."
I got up and walked to the front of her desk. "Now now y/n, you know that's not where I want you to be." She says sternly.
I move to her side of the desk, my back facing her. "I'm starting to think that you enjoy my punishment.." her hands move to my hips and lightly skim over them.
She unbuttons my jeans and slowly slides them off. "Such a shame." I could practically hear the smirk on her lips.
"Tell me, what have you done wrong?" Her voice is lower and even raspier than usual. I slightly whimper when I feel her hands by my heat, slowly tracing my underwear.
"You better answer me." She warns, gripping my hips tightly. "I didn't listen to you mommy-" I replied.
She pulled down my panties and pushed my body onto her desk. "Why not hm?" Her voice was soft, but I could tell she was just being patronising.
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"I'm sorry-" I practically whined, needing her touch. Her fingers traced along my ass for a second. "That's not going to cut it котенок (kitten)"
"I thought you were going to start being a good girl and listen to mommy. I guess you really are just a dumb brat huh?" She let out a dark chuckle, giving my ass a harsh spank.
"Please-" I whined trying to get out of her hold. She pressed my face harder onto her desk and shook her head. "How many do you deserve this time?"
"F-five?" I say hopefully. "Five? I really need to fuck some sense into you, don't i?" She smacked my ass again, causing me to let out a quiet moan.
"Make that 20." She whispered into my ear and smirked darkly. "And you will count after each smack, or I will edge you for hours." She warned.
"Ok mommy-" I replied. "One-" smack. "Two-" smack. It felt like it went on for hours. The mix between pain and pleasure made me extremely wet.
"T-twe-" smack. I let out a loud moan as I get another harsh slap on my ass. "I told you to fucking court you stupid bitch." She hissed.
"T-twenty-" I breathed out, getting one final smack. She traced her hands along my cheeks, causing me to whimper.
"All red and bruised for me." She coos. "Mommy- please-" I begged. "What do you want hm?" She asked standing up. I could feel her hard cock pressing against my ass.
"Please fuck me. I want to cum, please I'm sorry-" I begged. She hummed and thought about it for a second.
"If you finish the sheet I gave you in the lesson, then I'll let you cum sweetheart. Got it?" I instantly nodded.
She slapped my thigh and grabbed onto my hair tightly. "Use your words."
"Ok mommy-" I replied. "Good girl. Now pick up that pen and do your work ok детка (baby)?" I started on the work, as her hands placed themselves on my hips.
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I was already so worked up, even the feeling of her tip sliding down my folds made my legs shake. "So wet." She said proudly. "All for mommy."
As I was trying to do the work, i felt her dick thrust into my pussy with full force. "Oh fuck-" I moaned, dropping the pen in shock.
She continued to pound into me rapidly. "I hope you're still doing your work over there-" she grunts.
I pick up the pen and try my hardest to do the work. "You're so fucking tight for me kotenok-" she breathed.
I was so close. My legs started to shake, and it was getting near impossible to finish the last couple of questions. "I'm gonna cum-" I whined.
Instead she started thrusting into me harder, and moving one of her hands to toy with my clit. "Oh god-" I breathed, finally getting to the final question.
I place down the pen and let out a loud moan. "Mommy- please let me cum- I- I finished-" I mumble, trying to steady myself by griping the edge of the table.
"Oh yeah?" Her pace slowed, but she continued to thrust into me. "Please-" I begged. I don't know if I can hold it any longer.
"Hold it in baby, just a little longer." I let out a loud whine at her words. "I can't-" I breathed. The knot in the pit of my stomach only seemed to grow.
"Cum for me y/n-" she slowed down her pace, letting me cum all over her dick. "Oh god-" I breathed, trying to regain myself.
"You look so pretty like this-" she said lightly rubbing my ass. She picked up the paper in front of me and read over it quickly.
"Seems like I did fuck some sense into that pretty head of yours huh?" She smirks. "Such a good girl." She added.
"Get on your knees малышка (baby), mommy wants to fuck your pretty face." I slowly got off the table and got to my knees in front of her.
I was still panting, and my legs were jelly. "You did so well today," she smiles. "Go on now, suck mommy's dick-" she orders placing a hand on the back of my neck.
I place my lips on her tip, and slowly start bobbing my head. Listening to her moan is enough for me to come undone. She sounds so fucking hot.
"Take it all like the slut you are." She breathed, grabbing a fist full of my hair and pushing me further.
I moved faster now that I was used to her length. "That's right baby-" she moaned, still holding onto my neck. Her other hand was grasping onto the arm of her chair.
"Mommy's going to cum-" she rasped. I suddenly felt her cum warm up my mouth. She pulled out and sat there breathlessly. "That's right котенок (kitten), swallow."
I did just that, and lazily sat there for a moment. I watched as she dressed herself again. "I can give you a ride home." She says, closing her belt.
"Sure-" I reply pulling my jeans back on. "Where are your manners?" She asks raising a brow. "Please and thank you-" I say rolling my eyes.
"You know, you could always come to my place?" She says suggestively. I turn around and smirk at her.
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a/n
HELP CLINT KEEPS AUTOCORRECTING TO CLIT. lmao my friends mom doesn't want me to hang out with her anymore and I asked her why and she was like 'bEcaUse YoU aRe a ThReAT" like what 💀 I might be seriously unwell but doesn't mean I'm going to make your daughter fucking depressed. Anyways good bye stay safe x
-mim
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