Warnings: Masturbation, fingering, metal arm kink, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, blow job

Enjoy!

"Hi Daddy." Ashlynn answers the phone.

"Hey Ash, how are things there?" her father asks from the other end.

"Good. I made lunch for Bucky and I. How is Uncle Lucas?"

"Thank you for feeding Bucky, that man loves your food. Lucas is doing really good, not even acting like he had surgery. But there is a little problem Ash."

"What's wrong Daddy?" concern in her voice.

"Well, the weather is starting to get really bad down this way, and the news is saying it is only going to get worse throughout the night. There is no way I will be able to get home tonight in this mess, and it is heading that way. I want you to tell Buck to get everything packed away and stay there for the night. I don't like the thought of him trying to get home when the weather is not looking good. And I don't feel right leaving you at home by yourself; I would rather him there with you in case something happens."

Ashlynn couldn't say anything; she was in too much shock to react. She was going to be alone with Bucky all night. He was going to have to sleep in the guest bedroom which was right next to hers. There would only be a wall separating them. One, thin wall where they will be able to hear every movement the other makes. Her heart speed at the thought.

"Ash, Ashlynn! Are you still there?" Richard calls through the phone.

"Huh?" she questions, "Oh yeah, I'm still here. Just a little worried about the weather. It is not even cloudy here that I noticed."

"Still, just take precaution and tell Bucky to stay there. Alright?"

Ashlynn takes a deep breath to settle her nerves, "Okay Daddy. I will go let him know now so that he can clean up. I guess I should find some clothes for him so he can take a shower before the storms hit."

"Okay. I will see you tomorrow. Love you Ash."

"Love you too Daddy."

Ashlynn hangs up from talking to her father on the phone and heads for the door.

"Bucky!" she calls out to him, and he instantly pops up in front of her.

"Yes?"

"My father just called. Um, there seems to be some really bad weather coming, and he is going to be stuck at Uncle Lucas' place for the night."

"Oh, I guess I should clean up and head out."

Ashlynn shuffles her feet, twisting her fingers, "Well, actually, Daddy said that he would feel better if you stayed here. He doesn't like the idea of you trying to drive home and then getting caught in the bad weather. Also, he'd feel better if you were here with me in case something happens. But if you would rather try to get home then that is fine! I will be okay on my own and…"

Bucky cuts her off by putting his finger on her lips, "Ashlynn, I am not going to leave you here by yourself if the weather is going to be getting bad. Let me clean everything up and tie down some things and I will be right in. Okay?"

She nods and he pulls his hand away. Blinking up at him a few times, she finally comes out of her trace.

"I, um...I can uh, get you some clothes if you would like to shower before the storms?"

Giving her a sweet smile, he nods his head, "That'd be great Doll. Thanks."

As quickly as she can, Ashlynn rushes back into the house and misses the small chuckle from Bucky at her reaction.

Bucky moves all of his tools and the equipment to the shed and locks everything down. He make sure that anything that could blow away and cause damage is also put up or tied; even checking on the animals to make sure that they were safe for the upcoming storm. He makes it back in the house right when Ashlynn is coming down the stairs, holding some clean clothes. His eyes go right to her chest; staring at her breasts and the way they bounce with her every movement.

Hands twitching with the need to cup and feel the heavy weight of her breasts. To run his thumbs over the hard peaks of her nipples, teasing her before finally taking the nub in his mouth. Leaving her mewling in pleasure, wanting, needing more of him. No one but him...

"Um, Bucky?"

Her voice brings him from his fantasy, Bucky's eyes snapping up to meet her questioning gaze. He is, once again, painfully hard, and there was going to be no thinking it away.

"Y-yeah?"

"Is everything alright?"

He simply nods; all blood having rushed to his dick has left him without the ability to form a proper sentence.

"I found some clothes one of my cousins left. You two are about the same height, so the sweat pants should fit, but I am not sure about the shirt though. I think it might be a little small. I also placed a clean towel in the bathroom for you."

Still he remains silent, nodding to her in thanks and takes the clothes before rushing up to the bathroom. He hopes that she did not notice his erection straining against his jeans. She just started to talk to him; he does not want to scare her off already.

Bucky is quick to get in the shower, closing his eyes at the feel of the hot water running over his body. With his metal hand rests on the white tiled wall, Bucky wraps his other hand around his cock. Now in the privacy of the bathroom, he lets his fantasies run wild. This is not the first time he has thought of Ashlynn while jerking off.

This time, he pictures her on her knees for him. Staring up at him with her big grey eyes, looking oh so innocent. Her sweet voice asking,

'Please, may I suck you cock?'

Bucky groans, moving his hand faster as fantasy Ashlynn takes him into her mouth. Flicking her tongue over the head, tasting the pre-cum leaking from the slit. Taking him more in her mouth, moaning as he grips her hair to control her movements. He thrusts into her mouth, restraining himself from possibly hurting her. He could see one of her hands slipping between her legs, whining in need as she plays with her wet pussy.

'Yeah, suck that cock! You like how I fuck your mouth huh? You wish it was that tight cunt of yours...Fuck I'm gonna cum!'

"Fuckin' shit!"

Bucky grunts, his cock twitching in his hand, shooting his cum down the shower drain. He continues to stroke his cock through his release. Standing there, his breath comes out in harsh gasps. This is not going to be enough to hold him over; there is no way he will be able to last the whole night with Ashlynn. Now that she was talking to him, lasting longer than just 2 seconds in the same room with him. This is going to be pure hell for him.

Finishing up his shower, he exits the bathroom wearing only the sweatpants. As Ashlynn suspected, the shirt was too small from him to put on. He heads back downstairs and finds his host in the kitchen and standing over the stove.

"Hey."

"Hi I figured be better to go on and fix...supper...storms…"

Ashlynn's sentence runs off, not completing her thought at the sight of Bucky standing at the door. No shirt, chest still a little wet from his shower and the sweat pants hanging low on his hips. She is able to clearly tell that he is not wearing anything under those sweatpants, even though she did give him some boxers. She is sure her heart stops seeing the outline his cock through his pants.

"Ashlynn..." Bucky calls to her, a teasing tone to his voice.

He caught staring, her face flushing bright red eyeing him body. Her reaction to him was a good boost to the ego.

"Ashlynn!"

"Huh? Oh, uh…um...what?"

The dark hair man laughs, shaking his head at the woman, "You were saying something about supper?"

"Supper, right…" Ashlynn mumbles, trying to remember what she was going to say. Her thought process was interrupted by the oven going off, alerting her to being ready. "Oh! I am getting supper ready for us now before the storms hit in case the power goes off. You can just go watch some television or something. I have everything covered here. Just, just go to the living room."

She pushes him out of the kitchen, which surprises both of them that she was capable of doing so. The male stares at the kitchen door in disbelief for a moment before trudging into the living room. He was thankful that no one else was around or else they would see Bucky fling himself on the sofa, cross his arms and pout. Yes, pout.

He had been hoping to spend more time with Ashlynn, even if it was just sitting in the kitchen together. He wants to be around her, have her grow more comfortable around him. Why is she acting this way now? He did not want to dwell that question, but that boost to his ego earlier is now deflated.

Bucky is not sure how long he is sitting there in the silence; simply staring off into space. A gentle hand comes to rest on his shoulder, causing him to jump and the hand quickly pulls away.

"Bucky! Are you alright?" comes Ashlynn's worried voice.

"Yeah. Why?" he glances up in confusion.

She rolls her grey eyes, "I have been calling you for the last ten minutes trying to tell you that the food is ready. I wanted to ask if you were hungry enough to eat now or if you wanted me to keep it warm and eat later."

"I am not all that hungry. But if you are then…"

"No. I am not that hungry either. I took a look outside and it has gotten a lot darker. Will not be long now I think, before we start to hear…"

A loud crash from outside causes both to jerk and look outside. Ashlynn laughs before finishing her sentence. "Thunder. I guess we made it just in time of getting everything done huh? Did you manage to get things tied down or put up outside?"

He nods, relaxing back on the sofa, "Yeah. there was not that much stuff. I even checked on the animals, they should be fine for the night."

"Thank you."

The pair falls into a silence once more. Stealing glances once they think the other is not looking. Ashlynn was sitting on his left side, giving her a better look at the arm that has been the focus of many wet dreams.

"Ashlynn, you know staring is rude."

She instantly turns red, eyes going wide; worried that she just offended him in some way, "Oh God! I am so sorry Bucky. I did not mean to stare, I just...I um…"

"Were curious. I understand. Most people are. I have gotten used to it by now. Go on and ask your questions. I do not mind." he turns to face her.

Looking down at her fingers, she picks at her nails, a nervous habit of hers, "It is just one question actually."

"You want to know what happened?" Bucky asks.

He is taken back when she disagrees with his question.

"Then what?"

Slowly, Ashlynn raises her eyes to meet his, "Why a metal prosthetic? I have seen prosthetic arms and legs before. But this is a-whole-nother level."

Bucky can only laugh. Never has he been asked that before. Normally people want to know what happened and if it still hurts. And here she is, only wanting to know why it is metal.

"A friend of mine is into engineering, a genius and an obsessed perfectionist. And after the accident, he manages to create," holding up his hand to show off the work, "this. Every little bit, I will go see him and he will add some kind of upgrade to it. He said that the metal is some of the strongest in the world, will not rust, and some other… functions."

"Such as?" she inquires.

Smirking, he peers down at her, "They are more of a show than tell, Doll."

Grey eyes meeting steel-blue eyes, the air in the room becomes thick, tensions rising. Bucky's eyes flicker between her eyes to her lips, trying to hold himself back. She was pushing him to his limit; biting and licking her lips, grey orbs sparkling with innocents but a hint of something that Bucky could not name. All control was lost with one word,

"Bucky…"

His name nothing more than a breath moan on her lips. He grabs her by the back of her neck, pulling her close and a heartbeat later his lips are on hers. Bucky nips lightly on her bottom lip, sliding his tongue across, begging for entrance. Ashlynn willingly grants his wish, wrapping her arms around his neck to push against him as their tongues meet in a dance for dominance. Bucky easily takes control, grasping her hips to turn and sit her on his lap.

Breaking from her lips, he moves down her jaw to her neck, his scruff scraping against her creamy skin. He leaves his mark all along her neck and chest, biting and sucking on any exposed flesh he can reach. Her head falls to the said, giving him better access. Threading her fingers through his hair and tugs gently, letting out small whimpers as she grinds down on his thigh.

"B-Bucky...please…"

Bucky grasps her ass with both hands, standing from the sofa. Ashlynn lets out a squeal and wraps her legs around his waist, grasping his shoulders to not fall. He carries her up the stairs and heads right to the guest bedroom. The second he lays her on the bed, his lips are back on hers. Ashlynn responding with equal enthusiasm, writhing beneath him. She wants more, needs to feel him touch her, needs to touch every part of him.

Placing her hands on his bare, hard chest, Ashlynn pushes and uses what strength she has to roll over, sitting on his abdomen, rotating her hips over the hard planes of his abs. Bucky moves her down so she is rocking on his cock; the only thing separating them is the thin layer of her panties and his sweatpants. She breaks away from him, sitting up and reaches behind her back.

Keeping her eyes locked on Bucky's, Ashlynn lowers the zipper on the dress then grasps the hem and pulls the material over her head, flinging it across the room. She is left in nothing but her white lace cheeky panties.

"Doll, you are so fucking gorgeous."

Bucky takes her breasts in both hands, kneading and massaging the plump flesh. Sucking one of her pink nipples into his mouth. Teeth nipping and pulling on one peak while his flesh fingers twist and teasing the other. Her hands bury in his hair, holding his face close to her chest. His mouth and hand is all over her breast, she was sure she was going to have multiple bruises, and loves the idea of having proof of his touch all over her.

His metal hand slips down her body, dipping below her panties. Ashlynn freezes up and pushes Bucky away from her. A flash of hurt and confusion appears on his face, "Ashlynn? What's wrong?"

"Bucky...I have never really done...this before…" Ashlynn mutters.

Bucky gapes up at her in disbelief, "You're a virgin?"

She looks away, shyly nodding her head. Bucky pecks her on the lips, "We can stop now if you want to. We are not going to do anything that you are uncomfortable with Doll."

"I want you Bucky. Please, I've wanted you to fuck me anyway imaginable since I met you. I have gotten myself off with thought of you; of your fingers, your metal fingers, deep in my pussy, of your mouth sucking on my breasts, eating my cunt until I pass out. I want to get on my knees, suck that big, hard cock of yours, getting you all slick before you pin me down, pounding into me until I can't walk straight. I want you to fuck me until I forget everything except your name."

Bucky's eyes dilate, a low growl rumbles from the back of his throat, "Stand up, now."

His demand leaves no room for argument, and Ashlynn is rushing off of him and up to stand beside the bed. Bucky stands with her, dropping his pants and kicking them to the side. He sits back on the bed,

"Well Doll, on your knees."

Ashlynn does not hesitate, she is on her knees, kneeling between his legs and taking his length in her hand. Her grey eyes wide, never having seen a penis in person before, and even as a virgin, she knows that Bucky is a larger than the average male.

"Don't tease Doll. I want to feel that mouth of yours. Suck my dick."

Taking an unsure lick at the tip, she moans at the taste of his salty pre-cum. She eagerly takes as much of him in her mouth as she can. He wraps her hair in his fist, getting a clear view of her face.

"Holy fuck!"

Bucky's hips jerk, forcing for the take more and causing her to gag around him, but she does not pull away. Hollowing her cheeks, she bobs her head, tongue swirling around the head before going back down. Humming, she savored the taste of him, the feel of him fucking her mouth.

"Fuck! So better than I could have ever imagined! Damn Doll, you like sucking my cock huh? You my little cock slut?"

All she can do is moan, bobbing her head faster. Never would she think she would like to be called a slut of any kind. But hearing Bucky call her his little cock slut has her squeezing her legs to ease some pressure.

"Look up at me. I wanna see how much you love my cock."

Grey orbs glazed over in lust stares up at him. The sight of her sucking his cock like her life depends on it is too much for Bucky to handle. Jerking her off his cock by her hair, Ashlynn whines at the loss of his cock. He lifts her, tossing her back on the bed.

"I hope you don't care too much for these."

Ashlynn is not able to answer before Bucky is literally ripping her panties off of her body.

"Bucky!"

"I'll buy you some more Doll. Now spread those legs for me."

Bucky places himself between her legs, smirking up at her, legs over his shoulders. Kissing up her inner thigh of one leg, just barely reaching the juncture of her before switching to the other leg, doing the same thing. The stubble from his jam scraping against her legs, and Ashlynn is sure to have stubble burn there tomorrow, but she could not careless. The feel is so amazing, she is pretty sure she has just found another thing to love about him.

"Bucky...please…"

He kisses all around her legs and around her lower lips, purposely missing the one spot she is desperate for him to touch.

"Tell me what you want Doll."

"Your mouth...please…" she whines, grasping his hair to try and push his head where she wants him.

He lets out a low chuckle, his breath hitting her cunt; her hips bucking up towards him. "Where do you want my mouth? Use your words Doll."

"Fuck! M-my pussy Bucky! Please...I want your mouth on my pussy!"

Not wasting another second, Bucky dives between her legs, hungrily working his mouth over her cunt. He groans at the sweet taste of her on his tongue.

"Taste so fucking good Doll." he murmurs, "So addicting…"

With every flick of his tongue over her clit, her hips jerk, fingers yanking at his hair and pushes his face farther into her cunt. Bucky sucks and licks at the bud until she is screaming, shaking in pleasure.

"Yes, Bucky! Sh-shit...so good...oh God….Oh God! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Ashlynn shrieks, her legs locking around Bucky's head, eyes shut tight. Nothing has ever felt so good. Pleasure explodes throughout her body, her cum flowing into Bucky's wanting mouth. He eagerly licks her sweet honey, not willing to let a single drop go to waste.

Bucky is not finished with her yet, he remembers her admission to being turned on by his metal arm. The gears in his metal arm whirls to life, and slowly, he pushes 1 cold digit into her wet hole. A low humming sound comes from his arm, sending a low vibration through Ashlynn's sensitive cunt.

"Bucky...Bucky...ohhh God! Yes, more, oh please more! Fuck me….fuck me!"

Adding a second finger, Bucky slams his fingers into her slick cunt, fucking her through her first orgasm. A second was quickly building, Ashlynn doubted she could survive the effects Bucky has on her body.

"C-close! I'm gonna…"

Ashlynn's sentence cut short with a loud scream erupting from her, calling out Bucky's name.

He keeps his lips attach to her cunt, drinking in every drop she has to offer him. Curling his fingers, moving his arms faster, triggering a third, smaller orgasm from the squirming woman. Her wanton moans egging him on, drawing out her orgasm as long as he could.

"Too, too much...too much…" her voice weak, trying to push him away.

Crawling back up her body, pressing kisses over her stomach, nipping at her already bruised tits. He presses his lips against hers, allowing her to taste herself on his lips. Lining his cock up to her entrance, he pushes into her gently,

"Breath Doll, I will go as slowly as I can. I do not want to hurt you...never want to hurt you."

Her body tensing up at the stretching of her pussy to fit his cock. Ashlynn whines, not in pain but in discomfort.

"Relax Doll," he coos, rubbing her sides in a soothing manner, "it'll pass."

Inch by inch, he slides into her fully. Bucky has to pause, as much for her benefit to adjust as it is for him to calm down. She is squeezing his cock so tight, he feels ready to bust right then.

Ashlynn begins to squirm, "Please, Bucky! Fuck me, I need it...I need you."

"You feel like heaven, Doll. I'm never going to get enough."

He start gentle and slow, still not wanting to hurt her.

"B-B-Bucky! More...o-ohhh fuck...give me more!"

"Gladly Doll." he grunts. "You love my cock fucking you...my good Doll. Scream for me, beg me to fuck you." growling in her ear.

"Yes, yes, yes! Please fuck me Bucky! I need it! Ohhh...ummm, fill my pussy, m-make me feel so f-f-fucking full!"

Grabbing one leg, and placing it over his shoulder for better angle, Bucky picks up speed, slamming into her tight cunt. The sounds of skin slapping together echoing in the room. Ashlynn's head thrown back into the pillows, fingers digging into the sheets, pillow, his shoulder, anything she can get her hands on. This new angle has Bucky hitting her g-spot directly, Ashlynn seeing stars.

"Sh-shit….so good! OH f-fuck...Bu-Buck...I'm going t-to cum...already…"

"Cum as much as….fuck...you can Doll...you wanted me to fuck you till you cannot walk right...I'm going to make good on that…"

Bucky pounds into her harder, faster, biting her shoulder. A scream rips from her throat, her pussy clenching around him with her body spamming with her release; jerking up to meet his thrusts.

"Yes...fuck yes! Oh my fucking God! Bucky! Bucky!"

Not slowing down, Bucky drops her leg and leans back up, grips Ashlynn's hips moving her body to ride his cock with her back bowed. And fucks her through her orgasm. Hammering his cock in and out of her pussy,

"Shit! Yeah Doll...I'm gonna cum...I want you to cum for me again!"

Ashlynn is rendered speechless. Unable to form a full thought much less a whole sentence. Not having recovered from the previous and he is fucking her into another. Eyes rolling to the back of her head, chest heaving as she gasps for air. Her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

"Bucky!" Ashlynn cries out his name.

"Yeah, milk my cock Doll...You want my cum in this pussy."

"Yes! Ohh GOD! Cum in me Bucky...I-I want it...I want you to cum in my pussy!"

Bucky's rhythm becomes uneven, hips surging forward in deep, hard thrusts. Ashlynn's cunt clenching around his cock. Bucky buries his face in her neck, growling her out her name, his hot breath hitting her neck. With one final hard thrust, Bucky joins Ashlynn in the euphoria of his release and cums deep in her pussy.

Bucky collapses next to Ashlynn on the bed, breathing hard and bodies glistening with sweat. Ashlynn could not move, she is so drained of all energy from her multiple orgasm that it is a fight for her to try and keep her eyes open.

"I worked up quite an appetite Doll. Think you are ready to eat?"

"Shut up...no move." Ashlynn grumbles.

Her male companion notices her struggle and gently smiles down at her. He places a light kiss on her forehead,

"Sleep Doll. I will be right here when you wake up."

She turns onto her side and is fast asleep without another word. Bucky manages to pull the cover over them without waking her, and in her sleep, she curls into him with her face buried in his chest. He keeps his arms tight around her, watching her sleep and a smile never leaving his face. He has wanted this for so long, he was not going to let Ashlynn go anytime soon. He just hopes that Richard will approve because he would really rather they did not sneak around, lying to her father.

In this moment, Bucky has never been happier that he took on the job as a farm hand, working for Richard. Had he not, then he would never had laid eyes on this grey eye, dark hair beauty now in his arms. It is all thanks to working on the farm that he fell in love with the farmer's daughter.