Marvel: President Stark

"Because you are 'THE' Tony Stark. And I'm nothing… Things like this happen in stories, not in real life," May answered. She was no fool and had noticed Tony held no aversion to her age or body. Rather, there was a hint of interest.

Tony scoffed and gently landed his palm on her exposed thigh. It felt like warm marshmallows.

He looked into her dreamy eyes. "No. We're all nothing. All of humanity is nothing. If a ship like that destroyer were to somehow appear in the sky above right now, we'd all die. At the end of the day, we're all just sacks of flesh and bones."

"Hmmm…" May murmured, landing her own free hand over his leg. "Will you work on it when you become the President?"

May rubbed Tony's thigh, looking absentmindedly at her hand as if she were pondering the question. But who knew what she was truly wondering when her fingers dangerously slid closer and closer to the rising mound on Tony's pajama pants. There was a subtle warmth there, calling out to her own guilty pleasure.

Then she suddenly felt it, a tiny tickle shocking her belly to tighten. She finally noticed Tony's hand was also doing the same thing. Kneading and sliding up her bare thigh, his thumb "accidentally" brushing against her core, tightly wrapped under that spandex material. Stroking her sensitive heat against and again, staying there with a gentle stroke, each brush longer than the last one.

She unconsciously bit her lips a little, already feeling the thirst creeping up on her.

Tony noticed a subtle change in her expression, enjoying her playful act as her hand kept sliding closer and closer to his growing erection. He relished the feeling on his palm, soft and smooth like the finest silk.

While they both enjoyed the teasing, testing their limits, their bodies slowly leaned in, closer and closer without realizing it.

"That, and much more. There are things that exist in this world that you can't even begin to imagine, May. I'll have to work on all of that." Tony responded, his voice getting hoarse as he felt a dose of passion in reply to her soft teases.

Tony was so close now, almost as if he was whispering in her ear. He couldn't help it, the attraction was too much, as if she had her own pull on him. He had never planned for this when entering that apartment, but now he felt glad he did.

May felt Tony's hand sliding up her thigh, too daring. Finally, in a moment of heat, she felt his entire palm covering her entrance, gently rubbing up and down as if he was challenging her teases with something more than a game of cat and mouse.

She was startled but felt hot that instant, completely lost in craving. Hidden under that tight spandex, covered under a layer of white cotton, her petals were already somewhat moist. She bit her lips even more, feeling that tingling, wonderful sensation take over. It was evident by the pebble-sized dents on her oversized t-shirt.

"Mmhmm…" May suppressed her moan. "You do… have a lot to work on… don't you?"

Tony felt her hand cup his hard cock right then, feeling relaxed against her touch. Raven wanted something from him. Natasha wanted something from him. So to Tony, May felt a lot more charming and hot for she only wanted his physical attention.

"I'm working on it…"

Tony tried to lean closer to her and slip his palm into her spandex shorts from the waistband to reach her damp, heated lower lips. He pulled her cotton underwear to the side with a hook of his fingers and slid his digit in between.

Even in silence, May's mind was rushing a hundred miles per second. Sensing his finger rub up and down between her lower lips as his face came closer and closer to her slender, sensitive neck. Her body started to shiver as she felt the warmth of his breath on her skin.

"I could work all night and day… if you'll let me.."

"M-Me?" May whimpered in response, her hand tracing the bulge growing in his pants.

Could she, would he, should she? And how far would he even take it? Being a single "mom" for a while now, it really made her envy those women who truly caught the attention of this genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. And her secret collection of spicy books she hid from Peter didn't help her cling to logic at all.

But she still longed for that male attention sometimes. Maybe it was the wine I drank earlier today, she reckoned. But right now, she felt like feasting on this exotic man before her.

"It's strenuous work, a lot of uphill battles… I'd need to go down and get dirty… Maybe even hours and hours of sleepless nights…" his voice rumbled in her ears; his other hand sliding down her back, pulling her closer. "It'll all be worth it if you help me…"

"H-how..Oh… Could I h-help? Umm…" May trembled, feeling his slick thumb brushing up and down between her soaking hot petals, sometimes even flicking her hardening kernel of flesh. The flicker of flame in her loins was now burning like a furnace.

"Maybe help me relax… A warm comfort at home, hot and inviting… Be there for me every time." He teased her ear with a lick. "With nothing on but a pretty apron."

May could feel the muscles of her loins clenching, imagining the hot sultry scene of a powerful CEO and his ordinary hidden lover. She quickly pulled out his hand and jumped over to his lap.

Under Tony's amused smile, she removed her glasses and pulled off her hair tie, letting her dark brown hair sway behind her back. She cupped Tony's face closer, "You know I'm not that sort of woman… Tony…"

"Never thought you were, May," he answered playfully as his hands grabbed onto her slowly grinding hips.

May leaned down and kissed his lips while letting him sink his fingers into her tender, plump ass.

She suckled his lips, hungry like a cat in heat. She finally felt she could release her wild side she had kept hidden, feeling the man's tongue tasting her mouth with a frenzy as his hands explored her curves.

After so long she finally had a man she could be with. One who wouldn't try to follow her around like a creep. One who could help her explore her wildest imagination without judgment, nor cling to her already burdened life.

"Ummmm…" May moaned into his mouth, feeling too damn hot and wild. She touched his neck and chest, sliding her hands all over his body, kissing his chin, and his neck, swirling her tongue into his mouth.

"Maybe I could be… only for you."

Tony's hand had already slipped under her shorts and underwear by then, fondling her bare ass.

He moved his wrists a little more and pulled her shorts further down, bunching them up around her thighs. His hand caressed every nook and cranny, spreading her ass wide as his finger slid over her shivering skin, looking for that hot cave of wonders. "That… would be wonderful."

May couldn't wait any longer and slid off his lap, pulling off her shorts and underwear with one big movement, and sat back down on his lap, kissing and licking him with wild abandon. Tony couldn't help but marvel at how eager she was, kissing her with equally searing passion.

Tony lifted her oversized t-shirt over her breasts as she combed her fingers through his hair. He marveled at the burgeoning, naked, creamy breasts at last. So hot, so natural; her breasts jutting, larger than what his palms could hold. Her pale brown hardening nipples complimented her ripe flesh.

Her belly had a tiny hint of extra flesh, while a cute small patch of brown pubes was above her slit. That slender and sexy curves of her sides, the warm, tingling flesh of her bottom, satin-smooth with a pink flush of arousal. Everything about her screamed 'take me'; he couldn't resist.

Tony took her achingly swollen nipple into his mouth while his other hand fingered and teased her pussy from behind. His finger tiddled the drooling entrance from below as his tongue nibbled and suckled, almost reshaping the underside of her breast as he held on.

May kept grinding onto his bulge as she hugged his face closer to her bosom. She suppressed her moans as best as she could, all the while drowning in the bliss of his coarse pajama pants stroking on her wet, nub of love. Her juices slowly soaked into Tony's pants.

"Ohh… um! Yes… Tony… Ummm…." She moaned.

Tony's iron-hard erection could feel the moistness between her thighs, spurring him to quickly plunge in with twitches and throbs. He couldn't wait anymore, his gut knotting up as he listened to her sultry cries.

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