Skinny Dipping - MCU - Clint "Hawkeye" Barton x OFC
Clint wouldn't say he wasn't one to go beyond his comfort zone. He had done things that could attest to that, but since being with Margaret, he caught himself doing things he never thought he would, especially when it came to their sex life.
That day was a clear example of that, as Clint was standing on the lake shore watching Margaret run towards the small wood pier and screaming for him to follow her before jumping in the water. He already was stripping down and couldn't stop laughing at the crazy idea that she had come up with. It was the middle of the day and they were going skinny dipping. Sure, the lake was on his property and there was no one else around, but still…
Running after her, Clint dived in, cannon ball style, making her laugh. He swam to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her close to him, before kissing her softly and telling her she was insane. She laughed in response and threw some water at his face.
He started tickling her, pulling her so close to him, he could feel her chest heaving against his. Clint stopped after a while and kissed her again, this time more passionately, feeling her legs wrap themselves around his waist. What came next was as natural as breathing.
Margaret started rubbing herself against his cock, making his already harden cock get even harder. He grabbed her ass and helped her move, groaning at the feeling and at the moans and pleas that were coming out of her mouth. She wanted him to fuck her, but he was going to take his time.
Reaching a hand down between them, Clint found her clit and started rubbing it. It didn't take much effort on his part for her to come and scream his name. Pushing two fingers inside her, he began pumping them in and out, slowly at first but when she begged for him to make her come again, he picked up some speed, giving her what she wanted.
He wasn't sure how, but one minute he had two fingers in her and the next they were out, and she was guiding his cock towards her entrance. Once he felt his tip touching it, he pushed forward with one swift movement, making them both moan at the feeling of him filling her so perfectly. Giving her time to adjust, he kissed her neck and nibbled on her sweet spot. He felt her starting to move her hips, signaling to him that she was ready.
At first, he thrusted slowly, enjoying the feeling of being inside of her, touching her core with each stroke. But neither of them wanted to wait. She kept moving her hips, inciting him to move faster and harder. Clint heard her beg and plea with him and he knew he couldn't keep teasing her anymore.
Picking up speed, he thrusted inside of her faster and harder with each moan that came out of her lips. Soon, the only sounds he could hear was her moaning his name, begging him to fuck her harder and faster, and the sound of the water splashing around them. He loved feeling how her insides wrapped around his cock; how it was a perfect fit; how she would squeeze his cock with her pussy, making him dangerously close of coming.
Clint felt her come over and over again, her nails digging deep into his shoulders, pleads coming out of her lips to not stop until he came. So, he just kept going. She was tight, which made him want to fuck her even harder. With each stroke he would touch her core and he saw her arching her back, moaning in pleasure.
He felt himself getting close to hit his own peak and he let her know. A plead to come inside of her and to fill her up with his cum reached his ears, as it was all that she was able to say in between moans. He fucked her as fast and as hard as he possible could. He felt her insides clamping and wrapping around his cock, as she hit her own peak, and soon he was giving her what she wanted. Coming inside of her, he felt her sucking every bit of cum that she possible could.
Resting his head on her shoulder, Clint kept her in place against him, allowing Margaret to catch her breath and regain her strength. Once they both got themselves centered, he put her down, kissing her and making sure she was okay. Helping her out of the lake, they gathered their clothes and made their way back to the house, Margaret snuggled under his arm and him kissing the top of her head every so often.
The way back was silent, but Clint's mind was on overdrive. He couldn't stop thinking how lucky he was to have such an amazing girlfriend, after all the hurt and pain that he had been through in his life. All he could do was than his lucky stars for Margaret being in his life and made a promise to never stop making every thing he could to make her happy.