Marvel: President Stark

Following that, Tony had a quick chat with Charles Xavier and sent him on a quick, first trip to Europe to snoop around and see what the current leaders actually thought of America. To see if he could genuinely hope for a united front towards Space Defense with them.

After that, he met with the Secretary of Treasury and taught him how to listen to Jarvis' data. Then, he spoke with Rhodes and sent him straight to Afghanistan. After that, he talked with his Press Secretary, Christine Everhart, who left her job to join his staff.

As the day neared its end, Tony finished dozens of meetings, and three cups of coffee. But the last meeting of the day was the one he was truly waiting for.

"Ugh… why did I get into this?" Tony tiredly reclined in his leather chair. He had discarded his tie and suit already, and even his shoes were thrown away. In just his white shirt, pants, and socks he read documents.

Knock! Knock!

"Mr. President."

"Nat! I was waiting for you." Tony welcomed the guest by getting up himself. He noticed a small bag in her hands. "Are those burgers?"

"Just the ones you asked." Natasha raised the bag and walked closer to him. Her attire was simple yet hit all the right notes, a beige, knee-length pencil skirt and a sleeveless white, office blouse. Her black high heels made her slender calves stand out, and her hips highlighted.

Tony clapped and folded his sleeves. He took a seat on the sofa and gestured for her to sit beside him, close enough that the side of her hips pressed against him.

Natasha took out the boxes of burgers and let the man enjoy the food. She took one for herself too, "How's the first day going, Mr. Stark?"

"Already regretting," Tony blurted and took a big bite. "Umm… juicy. Too bad, you couldn't plan the date."

And now since he was the President, they could only afford it in that office.

"So, what have you decided? Gonna do it?" He asked as he grabbed a second burger.

Natasha took a deep breath, and gently placed her palm on Tony's knee, earning his undivided attention. "I spoke with Fury. He's unwilling to let me go, but he understands your concern. I'm honored that you see me worthy of such a role, Mr. President."

Natasha spoke in an official capacity.

"I'll take the position in the CIA."

"That's… great!" Tony blurted, still staring at Natasha. Her hair was done loose and curly that day, the red locks so alluring on her pretty, perfect pale face. Her big eyes shined in that light, and her plump red lips just made him feel things. "I remember you said I'd love the buns… I wonder if I can still try them out."

Natasha's hand moved from his knee towards the inner part of his thighs. She smirked seductively and shifted closer to him, her face coming closer. "I thought you'd never ask."

Tony threw the burger back on the table and pushed Natasha down on the couch by her shoulders, not wanting to wait anymore. It was such perfect timing, why wait?

He leaned on top and kissed her lips, his hands rubbing her thighs up, pulling her skirt up too as his fingers danced on her smooth skin.

He kissed her with eager passion, carefully parting her delectable lips wider. His palm searched for that thin strap that would come between them, smoothly caressing back and forth the soft skin on the base of her thigh and plump ass.

Natasha suddenly giggled and pushed away from their kiss a little. She teasingly whispered, "I'm not wearing anything under there, Mr. Stark."

Tony's eyes widened and his hand quickly went deeper under her skirt. He knew she was willing, but didn't think she was willing enough to show up there, in the White House, with no underwear. That simple, lewd thought aroused him even more.

Right away, his palm found her steaming hot pussy, ready, willing, and able. He widened her delicate petals with two digits and slid his middle finger inside, all the while kissing her glossy lips and slender neck.

"Umm…" Natasha whispered a moan, clearly still trying to avoid a scandal. But her body betrayed her calm thoughts, shivering and twitching with pleasure from his hand and ticklish tongue.

Tony heard her little whimper, his excitement peaking up even more. He kept kissing her, but his hands went up to unbutton her blouse and shove her white bra up, claiming her beautiful, large breasts as soon as he could. His wide, rough palms kneaded like no tomorrow, pinching her nipples between his fingers while his tongue trailed down her neck and chest.

He suckled and licked each hardened nipple, earning another sensual moan from the wiggling body under him.

But it wasn't only him taking all the steps.

Natasha had a leg between Tony's knees, rubbing onto his throbbing cock. The other foot wiggled out of her shoe and trailed her dainty little toe on his calf.

Tony kept kissing and suckling on the fair skin of her swells, his hands pulling out the hem of her blouse from her skirt. His licks went lower and lower, leaving butterfly pecks on her smooth undulating belly. He loved the way she twitched from every touch of his lips.

He pushed her skirt up, letting it bunch around her waist, and then lifted the leg between his knees onto the couch's headrest. And finally, he squeezed his head between her silky warm thighs, tasting the scorching heat inside her.

"Uuummm…" Natasha moaned while biting her red lips.

The sensation of his hot tongue on her wet petals was pure ecstasy. The way it slid, widening her entrance with its flat surface and finally going up to flick her bundle of nerves with its tip, drowned her in lust. Natasha's body shivered all over, her sticky juices flowing and mixing with his saliva.

Tony indulged completely, taking in her essence with every curl of his tongue. He nibbled at her petals with his lips, suckling her sweet, sweet honey. He could feel her thighs instinctively wanting to smother him even deeper, but he held them apart, letting her feel his ravenous hunger plunge as deep as it could while his fingers sunk into the marshmallowy flesh of her lower thighs. The tip of his tongue danced inside her, stroking her inner walls with ticklish delight.

"Oh… Tony.." Natasha mewled. She could feel her body tensing up, teetering on the edge of release when she felt his thumb dancing around her slippery, flushed nub.

But Tony also felt it, her thighs and belly tensing up under his palms. He suddenly stopped, not wanting her to come this way.

"I really needed this." Tony looked up at her, relishing the flushed look on her charming face.

He pulled her up by a wrist and led her to the large oak desk. He pushed some documents away and made her lie down on it on her back. Her plump ass right on the edge of the desk.

Natasha followed his every whim, kicking off her other shoe as she lay there. The pearly white teeth biting on her lower lips clearly showed how expectant she was. Not every woman could say they had done it in the Oval Office.

Tony stood between her dangling legs, raising them straight so her ankles rested on his shoulders each. He kissed her pale, smooth calf as he unbuckled his belt and allowed his pants to fall to his feet. His underwear soon followed.

Then, he stroked his eager need a few times, aiming his swollen cockhead towards her gleaming tight pussy.

"Here comes the stab."

He slid in, aided by her juices. The little resistance felt tight around him, its throbbing grip milking him with gentle strokes. He could feel her lower lips suckling on his girth, swallowing him all the way down to his base. He felt a strange new pleasure and thrill of doing it in that office, his excitement throbbing in every vein of his straining cock.

Natasha could feel his shaft stretching her pussy lips, his crown sliding over every inch of her tight walls. Her breaths heaved while her lips let out panting breaths."Oohh…"

Tony hugged her straightened legs against his chest and started rocking his hips slowly, letting her really feel every inch of his heated shaft. It was almost torturing himself, but the way Natasha moaned as if pleading for more kept him steady.

"Ah…ah…"

With achingly slow plows and heavy grunts, his cock scraped her inner walls, churning her like butter. He slowly went in, struck her inner wall with a heavy slap of his hip, and then slowly came out. Again and again until she gripped the arm holding both her legs up.

"Ahh… Tony… Plea–se…," she cooed for a release.

Tony merely smirked a little, his large ego stroked by her watery eyes. "As you wish, Nat…"

He leaned onto her even more, folding her knees to frame her magnificent set of mounds from her left and right. He fondled her breasts with wild pinches and prods, folding her body as he kept her legs there with his elbows.

"Oh–Oh God!" Natasha yelped as she felt Tony's rhythm sharply increase. His cock plunged in and out with wild greed like a piston. His pelvis slapped onto the bottom of her thighs, his balls brushing against the star-shaped hole of her ass.

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