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"Ugh… Did the aliens invade us or what?" Tony grumpily woke up from his deep slumber. It was a rare thing when he drooled in his sleep, and this was one of them. "What's the time?"
"It's eight in the evening, Sir," Jarvis answered. "Ms. Darcy Lewis is calling you."
"So it was her." Tony felt his phone under his pillow, vibrating. He tapped on the accept button and got out of the bed to go and take a leak. "How did the interview go?"
"You're a liar, Mr. Stark! They didn't even let me into the company! I showed them your fancy business card but they still refused!"
Tony annoyedly grunted. It was probably Pepper stopping him from hiring pretty girls ever since the Natalie-Natasha incident.
I can use some relaxing.
"Where are you right now?"
"Central Harlem. I rented a small place."
Tony looked at the time and hummed. "It's close. Send me the address and I'll come over and take the interview myself. Oh, and order some pizza."
"Oh? So is this going to be a real interview or one of those 'interviews'?" she teased, her voice a sultry whisper that lingered like a promise.
"Depends on your score."
"Hehe, I'm prepared for it," Darcy replied. "Pizza it is then."
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"At this rate, I'll forget how to drive cars." Tony looked at the ant-like cars down below as he flew towards Darcy's apartment building.
Using the stealth mode, he gently landed on the rooftop and from there made his way downstairs to her floor. The door was already open, the well-endowed woman waiting for him to get inside, leaning to one side of the doorframe.
This vixen. He chuckled at her attire.
With large framed glasses on her eyes and hair left untied, and below was a lone, oversized white t-shirt hanging off one shoulder exposing a bra strap. Just long enough that it settled right above her thighs. And those were some fine legs covered in thigh-high black stockings, so tight that some of her soft flesh was spilling out at the top edge.
Click!
Darcy locked the door once Tony entered. She circled him, eyes full of excitement and interest, staring at his unlocking metal suit. A true Iron Man fanatic through and through.
"I'll never get bored of watching this." She muttered but hissed the very next moment. "Tsk… You're overdressed."
Her bubbly personality and smart brain were what he liked about her. He didn't mind her little jokes. But he was indeed overdressed, jeans and a hoodie. Well, overdressed for the rest of the night's activities.
"I'm hungry."
"For?" She smirked.
"Pizza."
Darcy pouted and sauntered into her kitchen. On the way, she put some music on and started playfully, or perhaps teasingly swaying her fantastic, fleshy hips. Her thigh-high stockings left little to the imagination, tightly hugging her shapely hips.
Tony took a seat on the couch in the small living room. It felt crowded since the couch was a little too big, a three-seater sofa, with cushions taking up much of the space. But it was comfy, so he sat right in the middle of it, placing his feet on the coffee table.
Darcy teasingly danced the entire time while he couldn't take his eyes off of her sultry wiggles. He couldn't help but feel hard, having to adjust his pants to give the little buddy some room to breathe.
"Umm, 'cheese-stuffed', still hot and gooey," Darcy mumbled from the kitchen as she opened the two pizza boxes.
Tony amusedly stared at her pretty face. He was damn sure every single word from her mouth had double meanings. So, he decided to play along. "Yeah, I'll need that. Been hungry for the last ten days."
"Really?" Darcy said, bringing the two boxes into the living room and setting them down on the coffee table. She plopped down right next to Tony, snuggling close enough to feel the warmth of his side. "Don't worry, Tony. I've got enough here to satisfy that hunger of yours—and maybe even a little more."
"Um-hm." He was genuinely hungry. So, he grabbed a slice and started devouring it.
"Where were you?" Darcy asked, also eating, sometimes letting the string of melting cheese tangle around her twirling tongue.
"This is good," he mumbled. "It's a long story. But I was in space, doing some research."
Plap!
The slice of pizza fell from Darcy's hand back onto the box. "S-Space? Really?"
"Yup."
Stars lit up in her eyes. Like a puppy teased with the most delicious treat imaginable. But she didn't say what she wanted, knowing her boundaries.
"I'm planning a small space flight capable jet. I'll take you for a ride once finished." Tony entertained her.
Darcy suddenly squeezed closer to him and patted her thighs. "Well then, you better rest up, cuz I'll be expecting that long ride… Say ahh…" she said as she lifted the slice, letting the strings of cheese drip into Tony's open mouth.
Tony took a bite and smiled mischievously as he chewed.
"Anything I can do to help you relax, Mr. Stark ?" She asked.
"Sure," Tony took that offer and went a step further. He laid down on his own, relaxing his head on her squishy, featherlike thighs. "Better now."
She'll giggle and continue to feed him, leaning in even closer. Darcy's free hand playfully landed on his chest, her fingers slowly caressing him, tickling down.
At the same time, Tony's hand started to feel her calf, trailing up and down. Her smooth skin felt warm, but the best part was right under his head, hot and pulpy, better than any cushion he knew.
Darcy's hand went lower and lower, reaching down to his waist, her finger crept down towards his belt. She could already feel the heat from his loins, the small hill growing.
The lower Darcy's hand went the more she leaned forward, giving Tony a whiff of the sweet scent of her hidden valley.
Soon, with one hand caressing his dark hair, the other got busy unbuckling his belt. She quickly slid through the gap and got hold of his fully erect manhood. By then, Tony was pushing up her t-shirt and bra, liberating her heavy set of assets.
So fantastic, he cupped them with one hand, but they still drooped over his face. Surprisingly, he loved it since they were just too hot and soft. He kneaded them and popped the pink, button-like tip into his mouth.
"Ummh…" Darcy gasped a little at the sensation of his lips on her nipples. But she gave tenfold back as her hand had already freed his erection out of his pants. Her thumb pressed on his cockhead while the rest of the fingers squeezed him hard.
Tony felt revitalized and used both hands to play with her large breasts. It was rare to find women with such busty and curvy bodies while still looking fit and gorgeous. The plan was to thoroughly explore this one.
Though, he felt a little awkward while suckling her sizable teats. Sure, he loved the sensation of their weight on his face. He loved every stroke on his length from her light hand. But at the same time, remembering that he was THE Iron Man, and THE richest man in the world, it felt embarrassing.
Am I too easy to seduce?
"Aah! God, you're great with that tongue!" Darcy moaned harder and squeezed his balls to tease him.
Tony realized it right then. No, it wasn't being sexual that made it awkward. It was the position he was in. On her lap, suckling her breasts. Wait a sec, I don't have a mommy complex.
He stopped quickly and shifted away from her lap. He sat back up and looked at Darcy, her face flustered and eyes needy. So, he grabbed her hand and stood up.
"Oooh, someone's rushing." Darcy licked her lips and took the initiative faster. She pulled on Tony's hand and led him into her bedroom.
Thud!
She pushed him onto the queen size bed, leaving him splayed with his iron-hard cock still dangling bare. But instead of jumping right on, she quickly removed her long t-shirt, and then her panties, leaving only her thigh-high stockings and her bra on.
"Oh, I'm gonna eat you up." She crawled onto the bed and roughly pulled down his pants and underwear.
Tony didn't mind that at all. Her personality was pretty arousing and he loved it. "Bon appétit."
"Hehe." Darcy grinned and sat down on his waist, rubbing her hungry, drenched long slit across his virile length. "I won't be eating alone—Iron Man."
"Wh—"
Before Tony could ask, he saw Darcy turning one-eighty on his lap, leaving her bubbly ass all for his view. Then with a quick move, she leaned down, supported by her knees, and glided backward towards his face.
Tony knew what she was doing and he was all for it. The primal position—the position where both sides give and take. The legendary sixty-nine.
"Bon appétit," Darcy repeated his own words and lowered her sopping pussy onto his face. At the same time, she claimed his cock with her mouth.
Tony first gripped both her asscheeks with his spread palms and squeezed them hard. Then he admired the work of art that Darcy had between her legs. She was clearly prepared for this since not a single thread of pubes was there. The long, rosy, drooling slit was waiting for his attention. The pussy lips themselves looked pretty soft and plump, and that was the cue.
His tongue came out and thrust into her, sliding between the tightness and giving a long sloppy lick till he tickled her clitoris. He felt Darcy squirm over his chest, so he went rougher.
Ugh… She's sucking hard. Tony grunted a little as he felt Darcy's lips lock around the base of his shaft, and both her hands massaged his balls.
He repeated the favor by gripping her asscheeks harder and spreading them until she could feel the air on both her entrances. But Tony only focused on her slippery pussy, lapping her up good and deep. Using his years' worth of experience, he made her twitch on his lips.
"Mmmh… Fuck, you're too good at this!" Darcy moaned a cry, panting from all the self-choking and throating she was doing.
As expected. He responded in his thoughts. His mouth was too busy. He ate her up well and prepared her for the drilling he was about to give her. Having spent ten days without any 'pleasuring' interaction had him pent up.
After giving her a few good, deep tongue fucking sessions, he stopped and tried to move her. "Let's get to the main interview now."
"Oooh! Discussing salary?" Darcy giggled and stopped deepthroating him. Quickly, rolling off of him, she turned around and laid down beside Tony. "Where do we start?"
"That's for me to decide." Tony played the game and sat up. As he shifted on his knees to get between her soft legs, he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it away.
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