Is that some sort of a codeword? Tony pondered, already hoping this conversation would go in a certain direction. But he was no horny fiend to do anything shameful.
"Sure." He stepped aside and invited her into his spacious bedroom. It had a queen-sized bed, some chairs on the side with a table, and even a massage recliner chair.
As he turned around after closing the door, he noticed Sharon already sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at his face.
It's gotta be a codeword.
Still, Tony didn't try to sit beside her and instead stood in front of her, a good two arm's length away. He crossed his arms over his naked chest and asked politely. "How can I help you?"
Sharon was a woman with a strong moral compass and wasn't afraid to speak her mind. She believed in the stories her aunt had told her over the years. She wanted to live up to those stories.
"I want more responsibility." She declared in the simplest words possible. "I'm grateful for the role of Defense Advisor, but I know I'm capable of more. I've heard about the changes you're making to Shield, and I understand there will be openings for Deputy Directors."
Ah, it wasn't a codeword.
Tony thought about her request for a moment. He had already vetted her, that's why she became his Defense Advisor. "Alright, it's just a plan for now. How about this: You help me track down this Vibranium black market thing, and I'll throw you a bone. After the midterms, though. I'm not risking any staff changes before the election. We both know how that goes."
"Yes!" Sharon stood up in excitement. "I'd love that, Sir."
"Ugh, enough with the 'sir'—you're making me sound like I still use Myspace. Just call me Tony."
Sharon chuckled and eyed his bare chest. "Honestly, after seeing what I am seeing, you're anything but old."
"That's right." Tony flexed his pecs with a grin. "These bad boys? Powered by late-night caffeine and weight lifting. But hey, it works."
"More than just works…"
Sharon intently stepped closer to Tony, her gaze locked onto his chest. Her hand hesitantly rose towards his chest. But knowing the man was the President, she wasn't so sure. Her fingertips hovering just an inch away.
"It's fine. Feel them."
Tony grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. He allowed Sharon to caress his pecs and abs slowly while her face finally looked up at him. He looks down too, without saying a word, his expression oozing confidence as always. There was a glint of provocation in his eyes, as if saying the ball was now in her court.
Sharon's hand continued to trace her fingers all over his chest and abs, slowly reaching his lower belly while her eyes kept looking at his face. She didn't back away or hesitate, mischievously waiting for him to make a move as she licked her lower lip shyly.
Tony smiled knowingly. His hands landed on her slim waist while he admired her face, framed beautifully under that blonde hair of hers. He subtly pulled closer to his chest.
Suddenly, Sharon rose on her toes and locked her lips with Tony's.
It was a very gentle kiss and a bit awkward, but Tony had expected as much from a romantically shy and work-oriented woman like her. However, Tony held her waist tighter and lowered his face, kissing her deeply and passionately.
He liked the taste of her lipstick and whatever she used for rinse. He could feel the tempted little cat turning into a thirsty minx under his hands, her passionate lips and tongue were a delight.
At the same time, Sharon's hungry hands stroked wildly across his waist and belly, trying to squeeze under the rolled towel around his waist. In doing so, the entire towel came loose and fell to the floor. She immediately grabbed Tony's half-erect shaft and started rubbing her hand all over, stroking it and sliding her palm over his cockhead.
The whole time the kiss continued. Their tongues struggled and massaged each other, suckling on each other's lips with craving.
But as Tony felt his cock growing in her massaging grip and his desire peaking, he stopped kissing her. He looked at her seriously, "If you're doing this just to get a promotion, do—"
Before Tony could finish, Sharon placed a finger on his lips with her free hand. "Shh… I always wondered if Aunt Peggy had a fling with JFK. In case she did, I can't let her take that win… Besides, there's nothing else to do on this flight."
Sharon smiled with a tease and went down on her knees. There, she could finally register how big the President actually was, girthy and throbbing in her hands. His hard shaft stood erect, right in front of her charming blushing face.
She leaned over, grabbed his driving need, and licked his swollen purple head. Her eyes closed as the warm head slid between her beautiful pink lips, and her tongue got busy covering his cock with her saliva.
Sharon suckled on his crown, shoving him deeper into her mouth with each suck. His length was too much for her tight throat, taking in only half of him while her fingers circled his base as best she could.
Tony's hands sunk into her hair, clenching and releasing, following the waves of bliss from her bobbing head. He could feel her one hand stroking his base, while the other fondled his family jewels with her manicure, gentle and thrilling.
"Gh.." He groaned, feeling the heat of her tongue slithering around his crown as her mouth sucked on him even harder.
Her spit slobbered as she bobbed her head a little faster on his length. Her lips gleamed wetly just like the saliva slathered all over his cock. She pulled her head back and very slowly, buried half his cock back in her throat, as deep as she could.
Then, she felt it, his hot cock throbbing hard, twitching for that fulfillment. She sucked in one last time, pouting her lips over his cock, and slowly pulled him out. A little string of spit followed her blushing lips.
Tony's throbbing manhood was clearly straining, close to eruption. His cockhead was covered in gleaming, silky spit. He couldn't help letting out a long, repressed sigh.
But Sharon suddenly stood up and pulled him by the hand towards the bed.
"Tony, you must be tired. Let me do the work," she said as she pushed him to sit on the bed.
Tony only smiled and shifted back against the pillows for a better position. He knew he was going to enjoy this flight. He was in for a hot, blonde treat.
Sharon stood at the side of the bed, leisurely taking off her silk pajama pants. Her slender, pale legs were spotless and shapely with a gap between her thighs that revealed her slippery, glistening rosy pussy. She then crawled onto the bed, straddling his lap, her knees at Tony's sides.
Sharon rubbed her moist pussy lips across his length as she gyrated her hips, toying with his urge. While leaning down over him, she traced butterfly kisses over his chest and nipples.
Tony hummed at the tickle but enjoyed the attention so much more.
Sharon smiled at that, eager to make him enjoy the night to the fullest. She lifted her loose pajama shirt off her head completely, revealing her perky, handful tits with pink little tips. She lowered her waist down, her scorching hot entrance aimed right at his iron-hard erection.
"Oohh.. Tony…" Sharon mewled, feeling the strain on her petals, stretched wider than she had ever felt before. His girth widened her completely as her hips kept going down.
She could feel all her inner muscles struggling to clamp around his fully erect cock, impaling her to the deepest parts as it slid in more and more. Her hips squirming at the pain and pleasure while his cock filled her up thoroughly. Sharon couldn't help whimpering with every breath she took. It felt so big, so full; it made her feel like a virgin again.
"Mmmmh…"
Tony held her waist and agonizingly waited for her to get used to his size. He watched his cock sink inside this insanely beautiful blonde spy. Her pussy felt tight around him as if her insides were gripping onto him for dear life. Scorching hot with a hint of a pinch, drowning him in pleasure.
His fingers sunk into her soft flesh, struggling hard to stay still, trying not to force her to move. He wanted to fuck her wildly, but he also wanted to watch her do it on her own.
"Ummm… How about… A spelling game, Tony?" Sharon slowly got used to his impaling cock, her juices aiding her pussy with that slick lubrication. Her hips started to move, curving and sliding over his pelvis, drawing a "C".
"Ghh…" Tony grunted, feeling the swivel of his cock and her insides dancing around him.
Sharon giggled a little, still moving her waist as she drew another "O" and occasionally dropped kisses on his face. She moaned as she felt his cockhead slither around her cervix, painting another "C" with her movements.
She couldn't help pausing at times, her muscles knotting up from sheer pleasure. Her most treasured spot splayed from the way he stretched her, now vulnerable to every graze of his length. Her essence trickled out a little, but she didn't stop, sketching another "O" with her wiggling ass.
Taking deep breaths to not spill too soon, Tony was overwhelmed by bliss, his cock swirling around while suckled nonstop by her wet furnace. His brows shot up with each letter she drew while he gritted his teeth to stop himself from groaning too much. He could feel the endless twitching of her inner muscles, sometimes straining so hard it almost pinched him again.
Then he felt it, Sharon stopping for a breath as she drew an "N". A wave of heat engulfing his cock with her juices, he knew she came as her knees weakened. But to his surprise, she didn't stop there. She kept going, letting Tony's cock churn her juices inside.
"Ummmmm…" Sharon moaned, fucking herself on his sizeable flesh. She drew the final "U" and "T", her cream frothing around Tony's base.
"I think…" Tony grunted, staring at her blushing face. "I think I'm gonna need the whole alphabet treatment."
Sharon smirked a little, moving her pussy once again. Her slender waist wiggled round and round, her perky nipples dancing in front of his face. She looked so beautiful. "How about… your name? A… ooooh… N… T… Mmmph… H-O–ohh."
Tony was suddenly glad he had a long name, enjoying each movement. The sharp turns and round letters thrilled his senses. His hands greedily cupped her breasts, taking in her pink nipples into his mouth. He massaged both at the same time, pushing them together and nibbling her continuously when he felt her pussy react with a twitch.
Sharon paused every time he suckled on her tips, the wave of pleasure overwhelming from both ends. She couldn't stop the ecstasy, a shattering climax or a heavy orgasm with every couple of letters. Her stretched G-spot was rubbed on continuously by his large cock. Her watery culmination flowed down his throbbing shaft like a spring trickling down a mountain.
"Oohh.. R!... ummm K!" She kept spelling at the end of her fourth climax. Her body quivered uncontrollably as she lay on his chest, his cock still inside of her trembling pussy.
"Gk…God.. You're too good at this." Tony groaned, enjoying the silky smooth feeling of her flooding pussy.
"I'm not done yet."
Sharon sat up, pivoting on her knees. She started riding his cock entirely, fucking herself on his saluting pole. She took all of him in, fast and hard—now came the true, mindless fucking.
"Fucc…" Tony gritted his teeth, overwhelmed by the tight, pleasuring pussy around his cock.
The claps of their flesh grew louder, and their grunts and moans echoed in the room. He pulled her down again, hugged her by her slender waist, and kissed her neck as she nestled her heated, moaning, mumbling face beside his. Her hips were still moving up and down as her back arched.
"Ahhh! Yesss! Yess!" Finally, Sharon came with a wild, loud cry of deliverance one last time.
Tony felt her pussy tightening and milking him out insanely. It felt otherworldly, gripping around him with a wild suck. He couldn't hold on anymore, teetering on the edge as he also matched her landing plunges with his upward thrusts. He plowed her fantastic, tight pussy to his need to reach that final edge.
But he didn't want to take any more risks.
"M-Mouth…" Tony grunted.
Coming down from her climax, Sharon slid downward on Tony's torso. She popped his cock out of her pussy, letting her messy accumulated climaxes dribble down on the bedsheets. She then sucked him hard, bobbing her head and letting his firm hand on her blonde hair guide him. She suckled on the tip, probing her tongue on the tiny slit and around his foreskin.
Tony, being very sensitive after an hour-long session of fucking, surrendered to the pleasure.
He sprayed his batter inside Sharon's mouth, filling her throat up until he felt the creamy shower coating him too. Her swirling tongue never gave him a moment of peace as his sensitive peak continued. His hips thrust involuntarily and gushed out many small sprinkles of his seeds.
Sharon kept his cockhead in her mouth, her hand rubbing up and down his length as she swallowed all his warm cream. She kept suckling him for a moment until every trace of the salty culmination vanished.
After gulping down every last bit, she released him and fell back on his chest with panting breaths. Her breasts roughly squished on his chest and she closed her eyes tiredly.
"I don't… uh… know about Aunt Peggy but… I bet she would've loved this too… God, it all makes sense."
"What?"
"Why you're a womanizer…"
Tony chuckled and closed his eyes, nonchalant to grab a quilt or something since the temperature was quite nice. And her naked body was warm.
Without opening her eyes, Sharon suddenly grabbed his half-flaccid cock and squeezed it hard. It was still larger than what her fingers could circle around completely.
"Not using this thing… uh would have been a crime against humanity, Tony."
"Hah…" Tony laughed at her relaxed shenanigans, knowing she was definitely going to feel embarrassed about it in the morning. Certain that she was sex drunk at the moment.
"Well, then you'll have to keep saving me from that crime. How about that?"
"With pleasure… um…"
Amidst sex-drunk mumbling and pants, Sharon soon fell asleep, and Tony soon followed.
Tony had the nicest dream that night. Although he was truly flying in the clouds, he felt it physically too. Sleeping in the warm embrace of a beautiful woman like Sharon was an experience no other body pillow could top.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
"What?!" Tony's eyes shot open at the strong knocks on the door. He raised his head to look for a quilt around, but it was under his and Sharon's naked bodies. He eyed the clock and it was already morning, a few hours from landing.
"Mr. President! Big news!" Daisy, or Quake, shouted from the other side of the door.
Bam!
Then suddenly, the door was pushed open and Daisy jumped inside. Holding a tablet in her hand, she looked towards the bed and instantly froze, jaw wide open.
"W-What… W…"
Tony tiredly rubbed his face and unashamedly stood up from the bed. Since she had already seen him naked, there was no need to hide anything. With his morning wood dangling, he walked in front of her and grabbed his towel.
At the same time, he threw the quilt over Sharon. The woman seemed truly tired for not waking even after that loud knock.
"What big news?" Tony asked Daisy.
The girl continued to stare at the significant bump in Tony's towel. Her open mouth refused to close.
Snap!
Snap!
Tony snapped his fingers near her face. "What big news?"
"Ah… oh, yess…" Daisy finally woke up from the stupor, a blush evident on her face. "It's Russia… I mean, Russian-backed forces shot down a Malaysia Airlines flight using a surface-to-air missile over Eastern Ukraine."
Fuck! Give me a break! Tony screamed inside.
"Survivors?" He asked.
"None."
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Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters had a new guest, or perhaps a new prisoner.
Underneath the school's main building, the X-Men gathered together around a lone figure sitting on the harness chair, arms and legs tied. The man was James Buchanan Barnes, unconscious and beaten up, his metallic arm missing.
Behind him stood Jean Grey, her eyes closed while her hands rested on Bucky's temples. She moved through Bucky's mind, trying to untangle all the mysteries and the brainwashing. It wasn't easy, but it was doable for a telepath of her skills.
However, as she passed through memories, a deep frown formed on her face.
A few moments later, she abruptly opened her eyes wide and stepped back, her breath ragged and concern evident.
She looked around at the X-Men—Magneto, Scott, Logan, Storm, Raven, Gambit, Hank, Rogue, and others.
"He…"
"What happened?" Raven stepped closer to calm Jean down. "What did you see?"
Jean gulped and glanced at unconscious Bucky.
"He killed Tony's parents."
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