Marvel: President Stark

Without a word, Natalie leaned in closer, planting her glossy, seductive lips on his. Her body came closer and closer as she pushed him a bit with her lips, her lithe form sliding down onto his lap. Her arms went around his neck as she sat sideways, letting him wrap his hand from behind and hold her waist steady.

Tony's other hand instantly found its way to her gentle bosom, something that already tempted him so many times before. He found her juicy lips sweet and soft, tasting every inch as his tongue started to explore her.

Tony could feel his heart race, thumping non-stop, his blood rushing through his veins towards his loins; he knew it was bad for his condition. But at this moment, why even care? Death was coming too damn fast, and he wanted to enjoy every last moment he got.

Without breaking away from his plundering kiss, Natalie's flexible body moved, her legs slid to the side, widening as she straddled him. Her skirt bunched up on its own on her lower hips, exposing a peek of the red, lacy thong that covered her heated core. Her hands played with his dark hair, tickling his scalp as her tongue caressed his.

The wild exchange of dribble continued while Tony shifted both his hands to cup the soft flesh of her perfectly plump ass once more. He could feel the tickle of her lace on his palm, tempting him to rip them off as soon as possible. But he only pulled her body closer, letting her feel what she was doing to him as her legs widened.

"Ummm…" Natalie hummed as she felt his bulging erection through their clothes, moving her slender waist to grind onto his greedy need with her own flaming furnace, her damp petals, sensitive to every brush of cloth between them.

Tony's hands started to move up her back as his tongue went down her neck. Eventually, his palms found their way to her amazing assets. After massaging them a few times, he couldn't wait anymore and started unbuttoning her white shirt to get to the real treasures behind her clothes.

One button, two buttons, three; he didn't care about the ones below her belt and quickly went for her bra. The strapless red bra looked sexy, covering her magnificent twins so tightly as if they couldn't restrain her size. He quickly broke its front hooks, feeling thankful for a brilliant invention, and pulled it out from around her front opening.

He quickly claimed her bouncy full breasts with his mouth. He suckled and nibbled on her hardening pink nipple while his hands fondled her ass with heavy massages and craving squeezes. His tongue swished and flicked around her tips, sending shivers up her spine.

"Ooh… Mr.Stark. Ummm…" Natalie moaned in pleasure, her eyes closed as she threw her head back. Her red hair swayed left and right, following the wild twists and wiggles of her hips.

Let this be the last fuck of my life. Tony let go of any restraints, drinking up this intoxicating experience.

With determination Tony suddenly stood up, Natalie still in his arms, hugging his neck steadily. They both looked into each other's eyes, knowing what they both craved for. Seeing no rejection in her, Tony swiftly carried her to his bed as he relished the feeling of her bare mounds on his chest.

He gently placed her on the silk-covered bed as he stood at the edge, taking in her erotic form. With her shirt open at the front, her breasts peeking out from the opening, her black skirt bunched up to her lacy red thong, and her long satiny legs; Tony gulped while his male member twitched uncontrollably.

Natalie stood on her knees in bed, kissing his lips and jawline as her nimble fingers got busy unbuttoning his shirt. But Tony suddenly pulled it up and threw it away, urged on by the thirst that was building up in his loins. He did the same with his pants, pulling them off and kicking them away swiftly.

Tony stood there completely naked, confidence oozing out of his very being. A firm, sleek body with its fine musculature.

Natalie smiled temptingly as she fell back and Tony leaned forward over her body, crawling onto the bed. Natalie coyly slid her legs up, letting him come up between them while his one hand slid over her satin-smooth leg.

With her skirt already bunched up, Tony had easy access to her lacy red thong, as beautiful as he imagined it would be. His two fingers caught the side of the thong, tugging it down her smooth skin and off her legs. Her dainty toes wiggled as he caught one of her feet.

He kissed the back of her foot, letting his tongue slowly crawl up her soft calf, and shower her fleshy thigh with butterfly kisses. Natalie's skin shivered under his hands, slowly feeling the tickle creep up her skin.

His head gradually found its way under the hem of her skirt, a breath away from her sweltering core. The puffs of his breathing titillated her damp, private silky flesh.

Natalie mewed breathlessly in thirst and complaint, withering under his teases. Unconcerned, Tony went down on her since her flushed pussy was just too enticing—brazilian waxed clean, rosy lips, scentfully drooling. It was as if she was waiting for him to do this.

In one long and broad swipe, his tongue covered her lower lips entirely. His extended tongue wiggled and twisted, poking at her heated entry with quick teases, circling her little nub like a predator on its prey. He lapped up her juices with hunger, suckling her portal for more of that sweet nectar.

Both his hands went up her tender pale legs, eventually reaching the junction of her thighs, spreading her legs wide as his fingers also widened her slit. Her blushing core pulsated, throbbing as if begging him to come in, but Tony went slow and steady, wanting to see her squirm in pleasure, finding every last bit of sensitive skin he could find. His two thumbs brushed up and down her petals, as his lips continued to suckle and clamp her clit between them.

"Ummm… M-Mr. Stark… We-eh don't have time… for this…" Natalie squirmed on the bed, her back arched, her beautiful hair getting messed up.

Tony looked up for a moment.

"Whatever I want… With whoever I want, right?… I want this," he said and pressed the tip of his thumb on her slightly leaking entrance. His head went back down, teasing her with the tip of his tongue as it clenched and released.

"Uhh.. ohh… ohh…" Natalie moaned uncontrollably. Her knees buckled, resisting her own urges to clasp them over his head. Her hands went forward, caressing Tony's hair, savoring the wonderful feeling he was giving her.

Her hips squirmed in delight. Her hands clenched his hair, the urge to pull him further onto her was hard to suppress; But she had to, wanting to please him as much as she could, let him do whatever he wanted until he was blissfully happy.

"Oohhh-Ah!" Natalie's body soon stiffened up, feeling the strain in her pussy contract as his slithering tongue caressed her inner walls. "Mr. Stark… oh… No… Sta—Stop. I'm… I'm….."

Her withering cries were music to his ears. He didn't want to stop, wanting to taste her thoroughly even if it meant letting her flood him with her nectar. His tongue went faster, caressing everything he could touch, going as deep as he could. He also strummed his fingers across her slippery clit

Riding on a wave of frenzy, Natalie came, wildly and explosively. Her flooding juices lapped up with one lick after another, taken in by Tony's unstoppable tongue. Her jutting breasts arched up as her head pressed deep into the pillow behind her, whimpering whispers dripping from her lips. It was that strong, lovely sensation she hadn't had for a long time.

Natalie felt lightheaded, the uncontrollable, shuddering contractions finally calming down. With her head sweating and her charming face blushing, she finally opened her eyes, only to stare at Tony's face, watching her coming down from a heavenly high.

He had already crawled up to her side, looking at her with devilish interest. "I gotta say, I never thought you'd look this stunning when you let everything go like that. Unguarded, vulnerable...

"Mr. Stark..!" Natalie caught sight of Tony's glistening wet beard. She couldn't help but blush a few shades redder as she turned to her other side, away from Tony.

Tony didn't know if she was really embarrassed or merely acting coy, but he liked it. He brushed away the strands of hair from her cheek and whispered into her ear. "Time for my birthday present..."

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