Marvel: President Stark

"Follow me." Tony gestured as he saw her arrive at the back exit. He crossed the street and entered the currently abandoned construction site of Stark Tower.

"What do you want to discuss, Mr. Stark?" Amanda asked, pacing herself right beside Tony.

"Not here. Too many ears." Tony took her into the elevator and arrived at the 50th floor of the under-construction tower.

He brought Amanda to an open edge of the floor from where the view of the city was mesmerizing. Finally, he turned around to speak with her and took out his phone. "I found something interesting, and knowing your specialt—Huh?"

Amanda looked uninterested, looking left and right. "Is this the highest we can go? Ah, there it is! Follow me, Mr. Stark."

"What?" Tony frowned and soon saw Amanda taking a ladder and climbing the shaft of the tower crane.

"Just follow me!" Amanda shouted back, her speed remarkable despite her formal dress.

Another eccentric woman. Tony sighed and followed her. He started climbing, and the first thing he saw was… White?

He ignored the magnificent view of her legs he got during the climb and carefully followed her all the way to the top. It was tiring, but as soon as he stood at the top, it felt worth it. The view was even more magnificent—even for him, Iron Man.

"Tired?" Amanda asked and took him by his hand.

Tony knew where she was taking him, so he allowed her. Finally, they arrived at the tower crane's operator's cabin. It was cramped with just one chair but still sizable enough, as the front of it was elongated. Half of the floor was made of metal grills and glass, giving a view of the ground below, while the three big glass windows around revealed the flickering spectacle of the night lights of Manhattan.

"Take a seat." Amanda pushed Tony into the chair, letting him rest. Then she entered, shutting the door behind her and squeezing beside the chair to the front. She opened the small upper window, letting the soothing breeze hit them, making their hair flutter. "Now, this is a view."

It is. Tony silently sat there, soaking in the view. Probably the last time I see it.

"So…" Amanda broke the silence and abruptly sat down on Tony's lap sideways. Despite the chair's armrests having the control stick and buttons, she accommodated her soft rear on his thighs. "So, what did you want to discuss?"

Too eccentric. Tony wondered if people felt the same about him. Ugh, she's too soft… the valley, I can feel it.

Amanda was more gorgeous than most models Tony had seen, so it was natural his body reacted. As soon as her one arm wrapped around his shoulder and neck, his palm behind her shifted to rest on her cushiony ass.

She didn't react, so Tony got to the main business. He took out his phone again and showed a video to her. "Is this green guy one of your suggested special humans?"

Amanda settled neatly on his lap, ignoring his hardening shaft under her. Her gaze remained locked on the video until it ended. "Hmm… No, this one's not natural."

"How do you know?" Tony quirked an eyebrow, pocketing his phone as he locked eyes with her, their faces mere inches apart. His gaze kept gravitating towards that enticing little mole above her lips. "With such unwavering certainty."

"Because I know about this case. I can't tell you his name, but he was exposed to extreme gamma radiation. He injected himself with a recreated Super Soldier Serum, and as you can see, this is the price he paid," Amanda revealed, her voice taking a softer and deeper tone.

Between their discussion, both of them kept touching each other in various ways. While Tony's palm spread behind her cushiony ass, gripped her, and fondled her flesh softly, he felt Amanda press her front on his chest, her tender, full breasts squeezing on him.

"How?" He questioned.

"Well…" Amanda shifted on his lap, the crevice of her rear nestling atop his iron-hard shaft. "Let's say I have a very high-level clearance."

Tony breathed deeply, his other hand unknowingly charmed by her actions as it reached for her face. He caressed her smooth, warm skin, going lower to her neck and then her shoulders, all the while their eyes locked.

"How high?" Tony rubbed his hand on her shoulder, sliding down the thin string holding her dress up.

"Let's just say…" Amanda reacted kindly to him, bringing her face so close to him that their breaths mixed well with the scent of wine they both had consumed at dinner. "Even when you reach the Oval Office… you'll be seeing me."

Tony's brows shot up in amusement, too curious about the identity of the woman. She was too charming, too good with her words, and too stunning to be just an ordinary professor. The more he talked with her, the more he felt he was being pulled in.

Amanda suddenly leaned in and planted her lips on his, and tested the waters. His lips found her tongue in a feverish kiss. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of desire. She pulled her face back again, breathing heavily.

He couldn't help but lick his lips, savoring her taste.

Tony's eyes went dark with desire as he reached for his tie. With practiced ease, he loosened the knot, the dark fabric slipping from his neck. Amanda helped, her nimble hands unbuttoning his shirt one by one, slowly creeping down to his belt and tugging him closer to her body.

Tony's hand finally pulled down the shoulder strap of her dress from one side. The left side of her dress slid down to her waist and revealed one of her breasts; uncovered, perky, big enough to perfectly rest in his palm.

The moonlight and city light was enough to show she was as pink as cherry blossoms, her nipples tight and button-sized—everything about her perfect somehow.

His hand started to caress her bud, and a melodious moan escaped her lips. She kissed him again, letting him fondle her breast while his other hand kneaded her ass from above the silky fabric, giving her a slippery and tingling sensation.

Tony reacted to the kiss in kind. The kiss turned deeper and deeper as they suckled on each other's lips. Amanda's hand caressed his chest, trailing his chest and abs as he kept kneading her soft flesh.

"Ummmph… Tony-oh!" Amanda moaned into his mouth, her body wriggling on his lap.

Breaking away from the kiss, her tongue trailed down his neck and upper chest, testing him to no end. Her hands were all over him, trailing her sharp nails for his thrill. Suddenly, she held his bearded jaw in her dainty hand, making him look at her straight in the eyes.

"Wouldn't it be amazing if we could somehow freeze ourselves in youth?" She asked, her eyes looking intoxicated in lust and arousal. "One could have… this body, and this… playful life forever… Mmm…"

Tony's hand refused to move from her magnificent breast, loving her moans in his ears. But he didn't feel like talking. That wasn't his main focus when doing it with someone.

"Heh…" She playfully chuckled, getting off of Tony's lap and standing between his knees. "What if there were millions of superhumans out there, Tony? How would you deal with them as President?"

Annoyed by the loss of her warmth, he looked up at her perfect face. "I'd call it a blessing in disguise."

"Oh?" Amanda mused, reaching for the other shoulder strap of the dress, pushing it off her shoulder, and letting it droop around her slim waist. With that, both her breasts were freed, the nipples tight from the chilly air.

Tony smirked, fully enticed. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer.

Amanda spread her knees and straddled his lap, with one slender leg on each of his sides this time. His face was close to her jutting nipples, so close she could feel his warm breath on the skin of her tantalizing offer, and her hips wiggled.

Tony spread his tongue, flicking and caressing her pink bud with his slick flesh. His hands cupped her soft, bare breasts as his lips suckled them, nibbled them, touching her all over.

At the same time, Amanda held on to both his shoulders, rocking her hips on his straining bulge. Despite being under her control, she felt the dampness between her legs as the continuous rubbing did its magic on her clit. Her body moved instinctively, arching her back to push her swells deeper into the embrace of his lips, subconsciously wanting more and more.

She dry-humped herself on his cock—whining at such an obscenely high pitch.

Tony felt the burning hunger in his cock. His lips curved in that arrogant little smirk of his as she squirmed in his grip. Sloppier and harder, he sucked her nipple in a wild bid to try and quickly bring her to that edge of infinity.

"Yess~ Tony… Ah, ooooh, baby~" She moaned so softly that it felt like a song. Erotic, hot, and inviting.

While Tony's mouth kept suckling, his hands trailed down her legs, pulling up the smooth fabric of her dress to bunch up everything around her waist. His heated digits tried to find a way to the flaming furnace he craved for.

However, Amanda suddenly moved, leaving his arms.

She slid down from his lap and knelt between his knees. The space was tight, and her limber movements surprised him. He couldn't believe there was such a flexible woman out there, wondering if she had been a gymnast before. Someone he could bend and stretch at will.

She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper with tantalizing movements, keeping her green eyes locked on his. Her warm hand took out his sizable, pre-cum dribbling, veiny cock out, burning hot with craving.

"Ummm… You're bigger than I imagined, Mr. Stark…." She teased, resting Tony's cock against her cheek.

"You imagined it before?" He chuckled.

Offering up a lusty smile, Amanda wasted no time in moving forward for more indulgence, licking her way slowly up his cock, bringing her tongue to sweep along his shaft in slow, loving adoration, a taunt of delight that she knew would drive him crazy.

Tony groaned with a low rumble in his throat, his fingers running through her hair, slowly loosening her hair bun to toy with her hair while she started playing with his throbbing shaft.

As her lips wrapped around the girthy head of Tony's cock, one that made her mouth open as wide as it could to accommodate him, she was ready to act utterly shameless. Carefully, she cupped her hands around her own breasts and squeezed his length in between. She moved slowly at first, up and down, keeping his cock head in her mouth as she squeezed his length between her cloud-like softness, kneading and molding her flesh to please him.

But Tony felt too hot, too much taunting and not enough fucking. He suddenly pulled out his belt from his pants. He grabbed both her hands and tied them together by the wrist, making her lower them on her lap.

"Only mouth, Amanda… Only mouth," Tony commanded, the desire for completion arising from deep within his heart after being left out in the cold twice already.

"Such impatience? I kind of like it…" Amanda giggled and accepted the challenge.

She leaned further forward, her lips widened around Tony's cock, ready to sink her way down his impressive length. There was so much cock, so the slender beauty had had to relax her throat to take him in deep.

With gradual pushes of her face, she indulged in the shameless pleasure of sucking him off and making him groan in pleasure. She worshiped his cock thoroughly, her tongue slithering along his length, building up layers of slick spit all over his cock. She slapped her face down onto his crotch repeatedly, her tongue coming out while she lapped up everything.

Tony couldn't resist the overwhelming ecstasy. He stared down at the gorgeous woman while his cock disappeared into her mouth or rubbed against her blushing red lips. His hand in her hair wanted to press her head down to help her go deeper. But to his shock, she could shove all of him to the hilt without an issue. She didn't even gag.

Heck, her mouth felt so tight that even virgins couldn't compare. The way her tongue massaged him inside her mouth drove him wild. The vacuum-like seal brought it to perfection.

Tony's primal desire took over, and without saying a word, he started fucking Amanda's mouth, going in with jolts of his hips. It felt so slippery and hot, making him move faster and faster, sometimes even taking a few moments to grind into the back of her throat. Tony gripped her hair as he pumped his hips, searching for that wondrous release.

Amanda's lips clamped around him, only relaxing her throat to take Tony in even deeper.

To his surprise, Amanda allowed him, never stopping him, gagging, or even letting out a tear. She remained looking as perfect as ever, constantly looking up at him with her hot, seductive green eyes, as if she was there to pleasure him however he wanted.

"Ghk…" With a sudden groan, Tony grimaced, closing his eyes tight, letting the bliss wash over his body. His load erupted down her throat while he let out a long grunt.

Shamelessly, Amanda swallowed down the creamy spread he pumped into her mouth, some even dripping down the sides of her red lips since it was so much more than she had expected.

His hips shook, and the thrill engulfed him with chaos and heat that didn't feel rational as his release was an accumulation from a few days.

Feeling the fatigue seep in, Tony fell back in the chair, breathing heavily.

"T-That… Ah…" Amanda panted and stood up on her own. Somehow, she removed the belt, tying her wrists too, and tucked her breasts back into the dress. "That was amazing… Tony."

Tony smirked and suddenly pulled her closer again by her ass, fondling her and trying to lift the hem of her dress.

"But we haven't had the main course yet," Tony muttered, not intending to let this chance go.

"Oh…" Amanda reacted to his fondling for a moment, but then caught both his hands to stop him. She looked down, smiling softly at his face. "This view is romantic but… hardly enough for 'that' kind of romance, don't you think?"

Calming his breath, Tony relaxed back in the cushiony seat and nodded. He wanted to do it, but he could see it wouldn't be very comfortable doing it there. Besides, this tender beauty deserved a thorough lovemaking session over a very long night.

"You're right," Tony muttered, shoving his cock back in the pants.

"Oh, Tony…" Amanda suddenly leaned forward and caressed Tony's face with both hands. "I'll see you again very soon, and if things work out… in the Oval Office."

Tony thought the idea sounded very hot, and he liked it. "It's great fuel for my motivation."

"Then, I'll leave." Amanda finished fixing her dress and squeezed toward the door. "It's better we don't leave together. Too many eyes, as you said..."

Tony let her go and remained seated in the cabin. "See you later, Amanda."

"Of course, Tony." Amanda finally closed the door behind her and vanished into the darkness, going down the ladder.

Meanwhile, Tony relaxed in the same cabin alone, looking at the city outside. His lips held a wide smile, yet his furrowed brows contrasted. Both his fists clenched up, veins popping up on his temples.

"Who sent her? Shield? Hammer? Who else is there?"

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At the same time, a few streets away from the Stark Tower, an otherworldly stunning blonde woman entered a car with tinted windows and relaxed in the driver's seat. She reclined the seat immediately, followed by heavy breath escaping her lips.

"Aaah…"

Her slender fingers stroked the inside of her thigh over the dress, touching herself, her breasts, and lifted the hem of her dress. Her hand squeezed between her legs, hooking her panties, pulling it to the side. She let herself relax into the seat, and her mind wandered.

She gently tapped her clitoris with the tip of her finger, feeling the sensitivity start to build as the blood rushed to the area. She slowly slipped her unoccupied hand under one of her perky breasts, slipping her fingers up to her nipple, squeezing and running her fingers over the hardened nub of her flesh.

Her middle finger dipped into the warmth between her lower lips, sliding in easily as it was already thoroughly soaked with her juices, her panties ruined from her flooding, lustful desire.

Her digits curled and thrust in and out a few times, her palm pivoting on her lower belly. Her arousal so high that her nectar of life started to flow uncontrollably, squirting and sullying the car seat.

But she didn't realize her body reacted, too—her true appearance was uncovered: red hair, yellow eyes, and dark blue skin. This was the first time her carefully sculpted disguise came undone like this, letting her self-control go as her body shivered from the bliss.

"I-ugh… I can't believe I came just from that… So strange…" Amanda muttered to herself, her eyes closed and her breath slowly reverting to normal. "Bizarre… bizarre man…"

Finally, as she calmed down a few moments later, she looked down and realized something. "What? How?"

Her body had somehow returned to its original form, and she couldn't make any sense of it.

But ignoring all that, she hurriedly took out her encrypted phone from her purse and called the same man as before.

"How did it go, Raven? What are his views on mutants?"

"Better than I anticipated, Charles. His interest in us seems genuinely positive, more than anything else. However, I couldn't bring myself to mention mutants directly; I felt it would overwhelm him," she replied, her gaze shifting down towards her body, at the mess between her blue legs. "I… I believe I'll need a few more meetings with him to get a definitive answer. But for now, I don't sense any hostility from him."

"That's wonderful, Raven. He might just be our only chance for a better future for all the mutants in the world. Continue the surveillance and try to enter his inner circle as much as possible," Charles ordered. "But you should return first. There are more pressing immediate matters to handle."

"I'm on my way," she answered and cut the call, once again slumping back and relaxing in the seat.

Anthony Edward Stark… I hope you're the one… the last hope.

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