Chapter 98 - Revenge & Fatherhood IV

Tony suddenly lifted her in a bridal carry and took her to the bathroom with wide strides. Inside, the large bathtub was already steaming with hot water.

"Wait, wait, let me take off my pa…" Helen complained.

But Tony simply stepped into the tub and sat down, drenching Helen's pants too.

She groaned but Tony stifled it with a kiss, pulling her onto his body. His hands moved with practiced ease. He unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down quickly. He couldn't wait to ravage the beauty in front of him, wanting to hear her moans echo with the acoustics of his spacious bathroom.

Helen kicked her drenched pants off completely and sat in the water with nothing on but her thin, black, seamless panties. It clung to her curves like a second skin, tempting Tony with the imprint of her slit.

Sitting face to face in the spacious, luxurious tub, Tony's hands dove between her legs and reached for her panties. He fondled her scorching hot core with a cup of his palm for a while, seeing her face blush and her body quiver for him. Then his fingers slipped underneath the stretching fabric and his fingertips glided down her skin, rubbing against her swollen clit. His digits started to gently brush against her moist petals and curl along the lining of her entrance, making her gasp and squirm.

She whimpered and exhaled when she felt his digit slide into her. She leaned over to kiss him deeply once more. Her body reacted adorably to his touch, her knees slightly spreading wider. Her left hand went into his hair, gently gripping a fistful, just the way he liked it. Helen arched her ass up and used her left hand to slip her panties down and off her curling little toes, giving Tony all of the freedom he needed to finger her without restraint.

That whole time they kissed; Tony tasted the gasps of her breath each time he flicked her little bundle of nerves with his thumb. His finger plunged in and out of her wildly.

"I can feel it… my mind's clearing up," Tony quipped.

"Glad I could help."

Helen shifted her position in the large bathtub, placing her knees on the sides of Tony's lap. She straddled his waist and slowly lowered herself onto his saluting cock. She felt the way his swollen head parted her lower lips, stretching her petals to make way for his large girth. She loved the way his cock felt, so big and filling, spearing through her wet walls like a powerful man on a mission.

Perhaps that was the reason she only ever accepted Tony as her partner for such unprofessional evenings.

"Ugh…." Tony groaned a little as he felt the contrasting heat. Helen's pussy felt searing, the heat crawling down the length of his straining flesh little by little, the warm water felt cold in comparison. The tight embrace of her molten need enveloped his cock with wonderful massages, causing his shaft to throb.

He couldn't help himself, grabbing her hips with both hands and pulling her down even faster, wanting to let out all his pent-up needs.

"Ahh!" Helen cried out, surprised at the fast motion and instant collision on her deepest walls. Her belly contracted, squeezing hard around his cock.

Tony started thrusting upward, sliding his slippery cock in and out of her sweet, burning pussy, and he loved every second of it. He slid down a bit in the tub and rocked his hips up, noting what angles made Helen clutch his hair tighter. He used his thighs to buck against hers and his hands to lift her light frame, plunging her down on his cock a second later with a splash of the bath water, fucking her as hard and deep as he could. Wave after wave of splashes echoed like a symphony.

He slammed himself deep, recklessly, again and again, uncaring of the mess of the bathroom floor. He then forcefully leaned up towards her jolting breasts, capturing her hard nipple with his mouth, going left and right, as if he was devouring a ripe, juicy fruit. He nipped and suckled, licked, and teased, leaving red marks on her pristine skin.

He could feel her pussy clench around him with every bite on her breast, her body reacting, loving everything he did. He obliged in kind, throwing her down on his throbbing hardness over and over while he feasted on the pale mounds of her fragrant flesh.

"Ah ah ahhhhh! To–tony… Fuck!"

As he continued to slide against the walls of her love canal, he could hear Helen moan and yelp, each thrust pulling out those lewd sounds. He pulled her in deep, forcing her to grind on his cock with his hands securely gripping on her tender hips, swishing her ass around as his cock churned her insides.

With greedy pumps, his cockhead danced deep around her cervix, like a wet, one-eyed serpent looking for its nest. The water rippled with his movements; wave after wave splashing out and onto the bathroom floor.

"Fuck! Ahh…" Helen quivered uncontrollably, helpless from the heavy attack from both her sensitive spots. She couldn't hold on anymore, her deepest walls were struck with the force of his unforgiving thrusts. The pleasure in her core finally shattered her very being, sending her over the edge. Bliss washed over her, and her spine felt numb.

She fell forward onto Tony's face, crying in a euphoric climax. Her own weight became her enemy, leaving her completely impaled on his lengthy shaft.

Tony could feel it all, her insides flooding with boiling heat, her nectar covering his entire cock. He kept thrusting for a moment, letting the wild and wonderful waves crash through her body. And when he finally felt her pussy relaxing the grip, he pulled out.

He moved away, the water made it easy for him to slide her body off his legs. He stood up in the tub, stroking his still-straining cock while his veins throbbed in his hands. Coming out of the water, the air in the bathroom felt utterly cold, but he wasn't going to let that stop him.

"Come here… You know I love this part," Helen murmured.

Without a second thought, Helen shifted to kneel in front of him, her body still halfway submerged in the lukewarm water. Her lips, full and slick with saliva, engulfed Tony's hard cock, the immediate warmth and wetness causing Tony to inhale sharply.

Her tongue flicked and swirled, her head bobbing along his length, knowing exactly which spots would drive Tony wild. She licked every nook of his cock, suckling deeply, savoring the way his body bucked towards her face. She gestured for him to start thrusting, her palms pulling his thighs closer, fucking her mouth completely.

Tears were already welling up in her eyes, and she was trying her best to resist her gag reflex. Her hands fondled his balls, trailed around his thighs, and hugged his hips to make his cock go deeper into her throat with each thrust.

Tony adjusted the pace and started helping her out by guiding her head, his fingers sinking into her raven hair. His length slid in and out following the rhythm of her sucking lips, drooling around him as he ventured deeper into her throat.

He could already feel the tension threatening to burst out, so he started pulling her a fraction of an inch closer every few thrusts. He even held her face against his crotch a couple of times and stopped her from pulling back, burying in deep. He felt ecstasy from the feeling of her throat desperately squeezing around the swollen head of his cock.

"Ghk! Ghk…" She gagged and gasped between squelching plunges.

"Ugh!" Tony finally abandoned himself to pleasure and allowed his molten cream to explode in her throat. As bursts of his batter filled her mouth up, his body convulsed in spasms. His hands kept her head in place to take all of him in. Not being forceful but it was simply what Helen was into.

His shaft flexed, straining to send in every last drop for her to eat up.

Helen swallowed it all without losing a drop, her lips sealed around his girth, her teary eyes looking up at him. It was visible as her throat moved, and he could even feel it on his cockhead. So hot, and so amazing, how she did that was a work of art.

After gulping down every last drop, Helen suckled again while pulling back from Tony's body. She sucked and licked inside, cleaning his length from any trace of his sticky, white seeds.

Tony grimaced, feeling his knees tremble at being milked so forcefully. Her lips slowly pulled back, sealed so tight that he almost pushed her away. But he didn't need to.

Splash!

Helen fell back deeper into the lukewarm water, relaxing entirely against the edge of the tub.

Tony also slumped back into the water, relaxing, naked, and spent. He sat face to face with her, letting Helen slide her dainty little feet to the sides of his torso, showing him the view of her flushed petals between his legs under the water. All his doing.

He leaned back on the tub's edge, pressing the large faucet to add some more hot water.

"God, I needed this. Staying in the lab was getting on my nerves." Helen groaned as her eyes closed and leaned back deeper into the water, all but her face submerged in the tub.

Tony sat like he was on a chair, back straight, eyes on the woman. The more he looked at her the more he felt a desire rise in him—a desire to be somewhere.

"Helen… I think I'll head out."

"To where?" Helen didn't even open her eyes, too used to Tony's theatrics.

"To a certain school."

"Now?" she asked.

Tony shrugged and relaxed back in the tub. "No, How about a second round first? Then maybe, if we're lucky, sleep. But only if I'm not convinced there's a third round in me."

"Heh, I knew you'd say that."

Tony chuckled fondly, eyes closed and soaking his fatigue away.

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The next morning, dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, Tony flew over the New York sky without his face visor, feeling the wind strike him. He didn't fly fast either, trying to gather his thoughts.

Although headed in the direction of the X-Mansion, Tony took a small detour and went to a Stark Family-owned estate. A large mansion outside the city with plenty of greenery around. He remembered playing at that house when he was young.

Shhh~

As smoothly as he could, he landed away from the main mansion, near a large tree. Underneath were two graves—Howard Anthony Stark and Maria Collins Carbonell Stark.

"Hey, Mom and… Dad." Tony's armor vanished as he walked closer to the properly maintained graves. "Been a while."

One of the reasons he flew so slowly was because of the item he carried—Flowers for his parents.

First, he placed some on his father's grave, and then his mother's, beside which he also sat down, nonchalantly wiping some dust he saw. He said nothing for a long time, just breathing deeply and looking left and right.

He still remembered every single second of that day. Before they left for the Bahamas. How she played the piano and sang. How he fought with his dad.

"I wonder if... Dad would've been proud of what I've become," Tony muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'd have loved for you to see me take that President's oath, Mom. Wait, could I have made you the First Lady? Doesn't have to be the wife, right? No? Okay, I'm rambling again."

He forgot how many times he sighed and held back from saying anything. Eventually, he stood up again, wanting to move on.

"Oh, by the way. I didn't exactly plan this, but uh... turns out I'm going to be a dad soon," he said, pausing as if expecting some kind of cosmic response. "So, wish me luck, Mom… Dad."

With that, he softly took off into the sky without ruining the green grass around the grave.

"Sir."

"Shoot, Jarvis. What happened?"

"Sir, I believe your father would have been immensely proud of you. The statistical and numerical impact you've had on the world, through both your technology and influence, is undeniable. If I may, I've calculated it using my—"

"Okay, okay, zip it. You're killing the vibe. Hit me with some tunes."

"Understood, Sir."

Nonetheless, Tony wasn't that heartless.

"But thanks for cheering me up, buddy."

"My pleasure, Mr. Stark."

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