No problem with a bit of indulgence

"I... Always wondered about your breasts... But I got to say that I'd much prefer your language skills."

""You're sure full of surprises boy, but I dig that. Surprises make for more fun experiences."

The boy replayed the previous memory in his head of the Black Widow herself hooking his pants down, boxers and all, revealing his semi hard cock. It electrified his brain and got him to harden himself faster. The redhead wasted no time in stroking his arousal further, merely caressing and lightly jerking him off, pressing the tips of her fingers more to tease and give him a slight taste of what's to come.

Richard already felt a huge difference from his first blowjob, with his teacher's being a much more frenzied, while Natasha was merely toying with him, not even starting said act, in his first one, everything was so fast and blurry. Now? It was a bit of a slow turn, and that was sure enough to hook him. His hand settled on the russian woman's head, caressing her locks and enjoying how they felt, while the woman slowly inched her head foward and started to use her "language" skills.

Natasha had done this several times over her decades and decades of spy work. For the KGB, for Shield and most importantly, against H.A.M.M.E.R. - blowing a man was kind of almost second nature when you do this for so long. Her lips pursed around the sides of his engorged shaft, sliding along his side sluttily, almost as if she was peppering it with little kisses, doting on the girth.

The sounds behind the dumpster were obvious, but no one could imagine it was an Avenger blowing an unknown teen, and that for some reason started to instill something inside of said Avenger. It was thrilling doing this. One of her hands busied itself by wrapping around the boy's schlong and proceeded to jerk him, with her head nuzzling itself on his crotch further, which only could mean his balls. She sucked and lapped them up, almost as if they were prized possessions, with her pinning for their sticky reward, looking like a slut having the time of her life.

For the tall teen? This was heaven, he could not even believe it, but somehow he was not out right orgasming in the first minute or so of him receiving this skilled and soulful cock worship. It was so good that he was around the edge ever since the redheaded woman suckled softly at his pair of family jewels. Her movements started cautiously ramping up, now effectively using her super soldier biology to strangle his girth inside of her throat.

She deepthroated him easily, with every second or so, her nose was against his clothed navel, earning her a grunt or two from the boy. Her tongue barely worked, only needing to envelop partially his girth in order to tease it whenever she felt like she wanted for him to squirm more, and her throat muscles moved at her own will basically, putting on a grip that was so pussy-like that got the teen thrusting almost unconsciously at her.

The minutes passed, and it was actually surprising to Black Widow how the boy she was blowing was better than 90% of her past encounters, he had so much stamina and a hint of virility that spoke miles to her, adding to her growing arousal. The blowjob evolved naturally into a facefuck, with Richard not having the exact grip on her head, leading to a sloppier one, but all the more intense. While he fucked her face away, drawing little to no gags on her trained super soldier throat, Natasha unzipped her suit further and showed inch after inch of her perfectly white skin, almost gleaming like marble.

"Urgh~! Glhk~! Let me try something for you boy."

"I'd prefer you call me Ritchie. That would be cool, wouldn't it, Natasha?"

"Another funny one? Has Spider-Man infected the youth?"

Her dry humor did got a chuckle out of Richard, whom watched as the woman repositioned herself and squatted on her heels, making his explode out of their sockets as he watched one of the single most sexy scenes of his life: Black Widow enveloping his man meat with her breasts, using one arm to hug them. Why? Because her other hand was still unzipping her suit, to give her better access to her soaking wet pussy.

"Are you really letting me... Use your... Breasts?"

"It's your reward, don't be shy to get it."

"Fine then... I'll try my best."

Thee boy smirked, feeling in more confident in himself, decided to use his power again, focusing on the faint feeling of all prevous times, getting the hang of the rush and doing two things in sequence. The moment reality altered, Natasha immediately gasped, feeling herself pant at how... Sensitive her breasts felt, it was like the skin on her cleavage was on fire! And why was she so **** for relief? She never felt like this before! It was distracting, and only when Ritchie started thrusting, she could get out of the distraction.

He set up an awkward pace until he figured out how he wanted to proceed, and with a bit of help from his partner, eventually he was fucking away at her boobs in a competent way. She gasped and blushed, a weird endearing sight for Ritchie, at each time his time reached up and poked her lips, it looked magical. How this happened? Easy, Richard used his powers to synchronize his orgasm with Natasha, and also made her breasts super sensitive. She looked taken aback by this transformation, but to her, nothing was new, just intense.

The superheroine could only gasp and moan at how electric everything felt, with her pussy fluttering, spewing her juices around her teasing hand. Her lower muscles were sent on overdrive and clamping around nothing. Natasha was clearly close, but couldn't exactly go higher, she needed to cum! But she wasn't going to beg the boy to fuck her, was she?

Before anything could've happened, Richard orgasmed hard, with his super physiology managing to churn out a larger load than he anticipated, which flew out high in the air and went kind of everywhere. The back of the dumpster, and the wall got a bit of his load, but Natasha? She got smeared in what looked like several ropes of it, but it looked like she herself was on another land, after all, she was orgasming hard.

The moment the first spurt of jizz flew out of Richard's dick, Natasha was struck with one of the single best orgasms she ever had, going through the entirety of her body and somehow being focused on her crotch and breasts at the same time. It was like her most sensitive areas were having orgasms of their own, while a bigger one washed over her. It was so all consumig that the Avenger thought she would've passed out, but luckily (or unluckily), she was wide awake through the whole ordeal.

The Romanov's legs gave out soon after, and after a bried moment of chuckling, silence grew between the two, with both of them catching their breaths after what had just happened. Richard was over the moon and ecstatic about it, after all, he had just realized another teenage fantasy and got more control of his power, he definitely needed to keep testing and bettering himself. The redheaded woman laid on the floor, the buzzing feeling of completion and comfort slid through her brain like a pleasurable humming, which led to her not moving a single muscle after her orgasm.

"Ritchie... Right? You... Were... Amazing. I can see you're going to do well boy. Don't let that heart of yours waver."

"Thanks Natasha! Uhm, need help to get up?"

"No need. Go. I can... Work this all out myself."

The woman weakly moves her arm to dismiss the tall teen's concerns about her, watching him raise his boxers and pants again. She was being truthful about his judgement of character, he was doing good and didn't seemed untrustworthy. Him being a mutant didn't at all changed her opinion of him, just slightly wishing that he didn't full time joined the X-Men, after all, he was this good of a lay and only recently started? Yeah, the Black Widow would be back for him.

The boy walked out of the alleyway not too long after, looking to his sides and crossing the street, wandering into New York city without a hint of care in the world. His aunts wouldn't bother if he stayed late for an hour or two longer, right?