"I think you covered most of them," Bucky teases. "But I'm sure we can find some other ways we can make each other feel good given enough time and experimentation. I'm a scientist, after all. We're all about testing hypotheses."
He's not thinking about work right now, though, and just thinking about how he can grind his hips against the softness of Natalia's thighs to get a little relief. He knows they could just have sex, sure, but there's something that feels naughty and forbidden about trying to get off this way while wearing everything.
"Da," she breathed, tipping back her head to offer pale skin for his mouth. "So many ways, malyshka..." The thought of him bending her over the back of the couch burned in her vision, making her ruck up harder and moan low and long. Then the kitchen table, that magnificent motorcycle in the garage, perhaps even a department store dressing room...her list went on and on.
But for now, Natalia was determined to enjoy him here, on the comfortable couch in the living room, both of them rocking and grinding against each other like, well, teenagers. The thought made her giggle, and she bit her professor's plush bottom lip a little naughtily.
"What sort of experiment you do on me?" she inquired with a naughty grin, completely unashamed that her full breasts strained against her thin shirt, dark nipples tight and on prominent display beneath the fabric.
"Uh, I'm not sure," Bucky says. It had been something to say in the moment and now that he's put on the spot he actually has no idea what he'd want other than the usual things. He's being outdone by a sixteen year old girl, that's for sure, and he feels a little awkward about that.
"I just thought we'd figure out some new things," he manages. "Spontaneously? As they came up?"
Natalia giggled again, the sound muffled by his mouth, which turned her mirth into moans as she melted into his kisses. Her arms around his neck, her thigh hooked over his hip, she was sure they made a scandalous sight, rutting against each other on his living room couch. But fuck the world; she didn't care at all.
"Da," she breathed a minute or so later, inhaling a quick breath and sparkling up at him, so gorgeous in her eyes. "We can play together," she promised, licking coyly at the tip of his nose. The girl rubbed the her calf over her professor's toned ass, pinching the denim of his jeans with her toes.
"I love how you kiss, your mouth," Natalia whispered, sliding one long finger between Bucky's lips. "Kiss me some more? All over?"
"You're greedy," Bucky teases but he does kiss her, down her neck and along her shoulder and when he doesn't have enough skin left to kiss he reaches between them to pull off her shirt so he can kiss along the slope of her breast too. It's nice, just this, and he knows it'll end up in sex but he likes taking his time with it.
It feels more affectionate to approach it this way and maybe he's an idiot for not wanting to get ridden 24/7 but he's a romantic and sometimes he wants a little more of this and a little less getting ridden hard over and over again.
"Da," Natalia agreed, shameless. But she sighed in pleasure when he did as she asked, tilting her head to give him more room. When he tugged at her thin shirt, the girl obligingly lifted her arms and arched her back to let him pull it over her head, and she moaned happily when Bucky's dark head bent to her breasts, so eager and aching for his touch.
She knew they'd end up in bed later, but, even as impatient as she always was, this really was nice, being worshipped by such a man, and the girl purred in delight, running her hands through his hair and down over his shoulders, touching as much as she could. Her soft shorts were soaked, and her lush hips still teased against his groin, but it was slow, sweet, and delicious. He was hard between her legs, and the girl squirmed beneath him, mischievous.
"We do this in wintertime?" she breathed softly. "Make out like this in front of fireplace?"
"Well, yeah, but if you have your way I'll be in some Russian palace or something," Bucky says, laughing softly. It's a tight laugh, though, because he's both nervous and turned on and it's a lot easier to occupy his mouth with kissing and sucking at her skin than thinking about how insane it is that he's with her.
A lot of things about his life are going to change if he stays with Natalia and it looks like that's going to be the case. He's never been with anyone as openly affectionate as she is and even though she's wearing him out in bed, she does seem to genuinely care about him outside of it too.
"Only for holidays," Natalia told him, still running fingers through his hair. "I have classes, remember?" And so did he. "Russia is different religion, so Christmas there is different than Christmas here. But we will have fun, anyway."
She gently guided his lips to her other breast, it aching and needing the soft heat of his mouth. "More of this," she begged, back arching to get closer. "Please, Dzheyms?"
Bucky stops thinking about what Christmas is going to be like to focus on the present and doesn't waste time getting his mouth on her other breast, laving soft kisses over her skin like he had been doing before. She's impossibly soft, especially for an athlete, and Bucky wonders how she manages it.
"Hey, let's move for a second," he says, shifting to sit up and motioning to his lap. "Get these jeans of mine off, yeah? I figure you've been wanting that since I kissed you to begin with so you might as well get what you want."
She had his jeans off in less than sixty seconds, and slowly knelt on the carpet between his parted knees. Small hands ran up and down the insides of his thighs, and red curls tickled his skin when she leaned in to place kisses just above his knees, licking, teasing.
"I always want you," Natalia whispered heatedly, working his legs further apart. Her prize was standing stiff and proud just inches away, but the girl deliberately ignored it in favor of tasting other areas of her professor's warm skin. "My turn to taste, da?"
He still wore his shirt, and she her shorts, but it was an exciting contrast. Lower lip caught between her teeth, Natalia met Bucky's gaze as she gently curled her fingers around the base of his cock, slowly stroking, but lowered her head to suck a few marks on the tender skin inside his thigh, tongue swirling over the abused flesh.
One of the things that's nice with Natalia is that he never really has to ask for things and while it kind of embarrasses him to ask to have his dick sucked, she pretty much just does it of her own volition and eliminates that part. He guesses he shouldn't be shy about it, it's a normal part of sex, but he is and he's glad she isn't.
"You better not mess around too much down there," he warns her, but it's a light tease because he's got better control than he did a few weeks ago. He gently threads a hand in her curls and rubs her scalp with his fingertips, just trying to give her some affection, and leans back against the couch so he can enjoy himself.
The girl grinned at his teasing warning, inching upwards to lick at her treat, running the tip of her tongue down and the flat of it back up, moaning softly. She loved pleasuring him, watching him shake and shudder above her was almost enough to bring about an orgasm on its own. Natalia pushed her long hair over a bare shoulder and went to work, slowly lowering her mouth and sucking lightly at first.
A hand dipped low to fondle his sac, teasing the swollen flesh with clever, devilish fingers. She sucked him slow, taking her time to let his cock slip between her lips before lifting and lowering her head in an alternating rhythm. When his shaft was slick and wet, she lifted her head, gave him a siren's smile, and carefully pillowed it between her full breasts, rubbing back and forth.
After a moment of this devilry, the girl took his cock back in her mouth, slurping and sucking to get the stiff flesh slick again, then pressed it back between her breasts to tantalize, and purred sultry delight as she instigated her own little "experiment".
It's good just like anything Natalia does but it's not as good as her mouth. Still, it's a gorgeous visual, and Bucky rifles his hand through her hair and smiles, completely satisfied.
"Mouth is better," he murmurs. "But you look damn good down there right now. Pornographic, even."
Where the fuck did she learn all of this stuff? She's way too young to know it.
That mouth curved in a siren's smile, and Natalia purred softly, gazing up at her lover with her bold gaze. "Glad you like," she murmured, then rose slightly to take him back into her mouth, moaning as she angled her head this way and that to work him all the way into her throat. She loved pleasuring him this way, sucking his cock with teenage abandon, the slick sounds mixing with her sensual sounds of bliss.
Her sexual education had been brief, at least physically, but the Russian heiress had had access to unlimited and ungoverned internet back in her mother country, and her natural, insatiable curiosity, coupled with the lack of friends her own age - thanks to her family name - had left her free to explore everything, which now served her so very well.
Red curls feathered across Bucky's lap, tickling his skin, and the young girl sucked him slow and long while running her hands upwards, beneath his shirt and over his abdomen and chest, utilizing her nails on the return. She wanted him writhing, moaning, bucking up into her mouth with his incoming pleasure.
The addition of her nails is something new and it's something Bucky didn't know he liked until he got it. Jesus Christ. He works a hand into Natalia's hair and pulls a little, showing her just how much he likes it, and he hopes it's not hurting her. Then again, she's not really shy about saying what she wants or likes.
"God, you're good at this," he murmurs. "So fucking good. It feels like you're swallowing me whole."
And it does, because he thinks he's never had a blowjob as good as the one he's getting right now. Not even the first one from Natalia was this good.
The girl mewed when Bucky tugged on her hair, preening at his praise, and she lifted her head, letting him slip from her mouth with a filthy slurp. "Mmm, malyshka," Natalia purred, unable to help running her tongue around the head of his swollen, slick cock, "I love doing this for you. Seeing you shake up above me." A naughty chuckle, and she deftly cupped the flushed sack, rolling them in her palm.
"And these," she murmured, bending her head to coil her tongue around one, then the other, tickling the delicate skin between them with the tip before running the flat of it along the underside of his shaft, moaning as she closed her lips over the plump head and sucked lightly.
"You can fuck my mouth, Dzheyms," she told him, voice husky, sultry. "Then come where you want." An impish light lit in her cat-green eyes. "Here, maybe?" Small hands plumped her bare breasts, pressing the heavy mounds together as she smirked.
It's not what he's used to, all of this, and when Natalia invites him to fuck her mouth, he does. It's something he's never really done before and before Natalia, he's never really let himself go. He's never allowed himself to just want the way he wants with her or express himself the way he does with her. Maybe that's a good thing.
So he fucks her mouth and it doesn't take him long to get close to coming and he has to make a decision. He's never come on anyone's breasts before and it's exciting and tantalizing, especially with how beautiful hers are so he pulls away a bit.
"Wanna come on your breasts," he says, breathless. "Please?"
Natalia kept her lips taut and her cheeks hollowed as her gorgeous professor fucked her mouth, taking wicked pleasure in hearing his breath begin to shorten and feel his hips start to buck. She moaned and slurped as he pistoned up and down, never pulling all the way out, but sliding across her tongue and into the back of her throat with salacious ease.
She let him pull her off when he was so close, defined abdomen trembling with the tension, turgid cock quivering and flushed. "Da," she panted, licking her lips, slick and full. "Da-da..." Natalia cupped her breasts, lifted her chin, and held the flushed mounds tight together for him, wanting to be covered in his spend.
Bucky had been on the threshold of coming anyway but hearing Natalia actually beg for it is too much and when he comes, he thinks it's harder than he ever has before. There's something deeply erotic about seeing himself all over Natalia and he sinks back against the couch, exhausted.
"God, if I wasn't afraid of taking pictures I would take one. Too risky, though. Not without a polaroid camera. I wouldn't ever do it on my phone or yours."
She smirked in delight when he covered her breasts, and the girl smeared the drips across the tops of her breasts, giving an involuntary moan as her thumbs brushed over the tight nipples. Natalia rubbed her skin, licking her lips clean and praying he'd get hard soon so he could fuck her rough again, because seeing him splayed against the couch, naked from the waist with his cock delicious and drained against one muscled thigh was more than enough to have her soaking wet.
Then he mentioned photos, and her eyes lit right up, wicked. "No," she agreed, still rubbing her breasts, "not on phone. But snapshot camera? Mmm, da. I do so many poses for you," she smirked, wedging back between his thick thighs to lick at the head of his cock. "Mmmmm," the girl purred, "still tastes good."
"Hey, watch it," Bucky says, hissing a little. "Still sensitive, Natalia. Give me a minute, okay? I'm not a vibrator and I don't run on batteries." He laughs, though, because it amuses him that she needs him that badly that she can't even leave him alone for a minute.
"But I'd like to take some photos," he says. "So I'll go buy us a camera and some film so we can do that. I can keep the photos in my safe."
It reminds him, though, that he has it and he strokes her hair a little. "You got a safe place to keep your passport? I can keep it for you if you think that's something you'd be comfortable with."
She wrinkled her nose and laughed to his consternation, but obliged willingly enough. Rocking back on her heels, Natalia smoothly went from down on her knees to reclining on the opposite end of the sofa, one arm languid over her head and her other hand lazily running a finger through the drying liquid on her breasts. A lean leg hung over the edge of the couch, the other was bent at the knee, idly resting against the back of the sofa.
"Da," she agreed, "sounds very fun." Indeed, the naughtier the better. From teasing her nipples, the little heiress drifted her fingers down her flat belly to the waist of her soft cotton shorts, idly stroking the damp fabric between her sprawled thighs. She closed her eyes, hips slowly rocking beneath her hand, and the tip of her tongue ran around her full lips.
A moment later, she gazed over at her professor, still replete as he recovered. "Da," she answered again, "I have passport. In my bag upstairs. You can keep for me."
"I'll keep...keep it then," Bucky says, swallowing thickly. He didn't expect Natalia to just keep...doing that but he guesses he should have because of how she is but damn. It's just a lot of stimulation for every single sense all at once.
"Natalia, you're driving me insane. Will you just...do you want me to get you off before we have sex again?" Because that's a forgone conclusion that they'll have sex again before the afternoon is over.
If she had her way, they'd never leave the house until Monday morning. And only then because they both had classes, she had practice, and who knew when they'd be able to be together like this again. It was only Friday afternoon, so there were two and a half more glorious days for her to gorge on her beautiful lover, and it was with no abashment at all that the girl gazed over at him and nodded.
"Da, Dzheyms," she told him, voice thick with desire. "I need you, badly." Her hips lifted, an offering all for him, and she cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing her nipples to aching hardness. "Put your mouth on me?" She made it a mewled little question. "I love your mouth, malyshka. So hot, so soft...so, so good...mmm, pleeeease?"
Bucky moves so he can kneel on the floor in front of her and slides his hands up her smooth, pale legs. Her skin is so soft and when he reaches her shorts, he tugs them down and off. It's all she's wearing so it's easy to get rid of them and once he has, he leans in and just nuzzles against her thigh before inhaling a bit.
"You smell so good," Bucky murmurs. "I could just smell you all day, Natalia."
Right now, though, he wants to taste so he licks a stripe along her thigh to tease before he gets to what he really wants.
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He's not thinking about work right now, though, and just thinking about how he can grind his hips against the softness of Natalia's thighs to get a little relief. He knows they could just have sex, sure, but there's something that feels naughty and forbidden about trying to get off this way while wearing everything.
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But for now, Natalia was determined to enjoy him here, on the comfortable couch in the living room, both of them rocking and grinding against each other like, well, teenagers. The thought made her giggle, and she bit her professor's plush bottom lip a little naughtily.
"What sort of experiment you do on me?" she inquired with a naughty grin, completely unashamed that her full breasts strained against her thin shirt, dark nipples tight and on prominent display beneath the fabric.
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"I just thought we'd figure out some new things," he manages. "Spontaneously? As they came up?"
Then he kisses her and hopes it's a distraction.
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"Da," she breathed a minute or so later, inhaling a quick breath and sparkling up at him, so gorgeous in her eyes. "We can play together," she promised, licking coyly at the tip of his nose. The girl rubbed the her calf over her professor's toned ass, pinching the denim of his jeans with her toes.
"I love how you kiss, your mouth," Natalia whispered, sliding one long finger between Bucky's lips. "Kiss me some more? All over?"
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It feels more affectionate to approach it this way and maybe he's an idiot for not wanting to get ridden 24/7 but he's a romantic and sometimes he wants a little more of this and a little less getting ridden hard over and over again.
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She knew they'd end up in bed later, but, even as impatient as she always was, this really was nice, being worshipped by such a man, and the girl purred in delight, running her hands through his hair and down over his shoulders, touching as much as she could. Her soft shorts were soaked, and her lush hips still teased against his groin, but it was slow, sweet, and delicious. He was hard between her legs, and the girl squirmed beneath him, mischievous.
"We do this in wintertime?" she breathed softly. "Make out like this in front of fireplace?"
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A lot of things about his life are going to change if he stays with Natalia and it looks like that's going to be the case. He's never been with anyone as openly affectionate as she is and even though she's wearing him out in bed, she does seem to genuinely care about him outside of it too.
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She gently guided his lips to her other breast, it aching and needing the soft heat of his mouth. "More of this," she begged, back arching to get closer. "Please, Dzheyms?"
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"Hey, let's move for a second," he says, shifting to sit up and motioning to his lap. "Get these jeans of mine off, yeah? I figure you've been wanting that since I kissed you to begin with so you might as well get what you want."
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"I always want you," Natalia whispered heatedly, working his legs further apart. Her prize was standing stiff and proud just inches away, but the girl deliberately ignored it in favor of tasting other areas of her professor's warm skin. "My turn to taste, da?"
He still wore his shirt, and she her shorts, but it was an exciting contrast. Lower lip caught between her teeth, Natalia met Bucky's gaze as she gently curled her fingers around the base of his cock, slowly stroking, but lowered her head to suck a few marks on the tender skin inside his thigh, tongue swirling over the abused flesh.
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"You better not mess around too much down there," he warns her, but it's a light tease because he's got better control than he did a few weeks ago. He gently threads a hand in her curls and rubs her scalp with his fingertips, just trying to give her some affection, and leans back against the couch so he can enjoy himself.
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A hand dipped low to fondle his sac, teasing the swollen flesh with clever, devilish fingers. She sucked him slow, taking her time to let his cock slip between her lips before lifting and lowering her head in an alternating rhythm. When his shaft was slick and wet, she lifted her head, gave him a siren's smile, and carefully pillowed it between her full breasts, rubbing back and forth.
After a moment of this devilry, the girl took his cock back in her mouth, slurping and sucking to get the stiff flesh slick again, then pressed it back between her breasts to tantalize, and purred sultry delight as she instigated her own little "experiment".
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"Mouth is better," he murmurs. "But you look damn good down there right now. Pornographic, even."
Where the fuck did she learn all of this stuff? She's way too young to know it.
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Her sexual education had been brief, at least physically, but the Russian heiress had had access to unlimited and ungoverned internet back in her mother country, and her natural, insatiable curiosity, coupled with the lack of friends her own age - thanks to her family name - had left her free to explore everything, which now served her so very well.
Red curls feathered across Bucky's lap, tickling his skin, and the young girl sucked him slow and long while running her hands upwards, beneath his shirt and over his abdomen and chest, utilizing her nails on the return. She wanted him writhing, moaning, bucking up into her mouth with his incoming pleasure.
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"God, you're good at this," he murmurs. "So fucking good. It feels like you're swallowing me whole."
And it does, because he thinks he's never had a blowjob as good as the one he's getting right now. Not even the first one from Natalia was this good.
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"And these," she murmured, bending her head to coil her tongue around one, then the other, tickling the delicate skin between them with the tip before running the flat of it along the underside of his shaft, moaning as she closed her lips over the plump head and sucked lightly.
"You can fuck my mouth, Dzheyms," she told him, voice husky, sultry. "Then come where you want." An impish light lit in her cat-green eyes. "Here, maybe?" Small hands plumped her bare breasts, pressing the heavy mounds together as she smirked.
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So he fucks her mouth and it doesn't take him long to get close to coming and he has to make a decision. He's never come on anyone's breasts before and it's exciting and tantalizing, especially with how beautiful hers are so he pulls away a bit.
"Wanna come on your breasts," he says, breathless. "Please?"
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She let him pull her off when he was so close, defined abdomen trembling with the tension, turgid cock quivering and flushed. "Da," she panted, licking her lips, slick and full. "Da-da..." Natalia cupped her breasts, lifted her chin, and held the flushed mounds tight together for him, wanting to be covered in his spend.
"Give all to me, malyshka...pleeeease."
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"God, if I wasn't afraid of taking pictures I would take one. Too risky, though. Not without a polaroid camera. I wouldn't ever do it on my phone or yours."
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Then he mentioned photos, and her eyes lit right up, wicked. "No," she agreed, still rubbing her breasts, "not on phone. But snapshot camera? Mmm, da. I do so many poses for you," she smirked, wedging back between his thick thighs to lick at the head of his cock. "Mmmmm," the girl purred, "still tastes good."
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"But I'd like to take some photos," he says. "So I'll go buy us a camera and some film so we can do that. I can keep the photos in my safe."
It reminds him, though, that he has it and he strokes her hair a little. "You got a safe place to keep your passport? I can keep it for you if you think that's something you'd be comfortable with."
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"Da," she agreed, "sounds very fun." Indeed, the naughtier the better. From teasing her nipples, the little heiress drifted her fingers down her flat belly to the waist of her soft cotton shorts, idly stroking the damp fabric between her sprawled thighs. She closed her eyes, hips slowly rocking beneath her hand, and the tip of her tongue ran around her full lips.
A moment later, she gazed over at her professor, still replete as he recovered. "Da," she answered again, "I have passport. In my bag upstairs. You can keep for me."
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"Natalia, you're driving me insane. Will you just...do you want me to get you off before we have sex again?" Because that's a forgone conclusion that they'll have sex again before the afternoon is over.
"Do you need me?"
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"Da, Dzheyms," she told him, voice thick with desire. "I need you, badly." Her hips lifted, an offering all for him, and she cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing her nipples to aching hardness. "Put your mouth on me?" She made it a mewled little question. "I love your mouth, malyshka. So hot, so soft...so, so good...mmm, pleeeease?"
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"You smell so good," Bucky murmurs. "I could just smell you all day, Natalia."
Right now, though, he wants to taste so he licks a stripe along her thigh to tease before he gets to what he really wants.
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