Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Fun with Emma Frost R18

After wrapping up a long and tedious press conference, Emma Frost was more than ready to shed her headmistress persona for the day.

Per her request, Mu Chen picked her up as soon as the media circus concluded, whisking her away to a quiet, upscale restaurant so the two of them could eat, relax, and enjoy some uninterrupted personal time.

Seated across from him in the dining room, Emma picked up her glass and took a slow, delicate sip of red wine.

"So, how did the press conference go?" Mu Chen asked, resting his hands on the table.

"Just as usual." Emma set her glass down with a faint sigh, resting her chin on one hand. "They kept asking about the ethics of mutants, how I can be so sure our students won’t lose their tempers and attack normal people... blah, blah."

"Knowing you, I’m sure it must have been quite a headache." Mu Chen chuckled softly as he listened.

"Yeah, it was. But it’s better now... since I’m with you." Emma admitted with a gentle smile, her gaze softening.

"This is a nice place. The view is beautiful too." She shifted slightly in her seat and glanced around the well-lit restaurant.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows stretched a picturesque beach. It was a golden weekend evening, the setting sun painting the sky in warm shades of orange and pink. Families strolled along the shore while children laughed and played in the wet sand as the tide rolled in.

"I’m glad you like it." Mu Chen picked up his cheeseburger and took a casual bite. "I only know about this restaurant because I came here with Sue once."

"So... was that a date?" Emma asked, one eyebrow arching with a teasing smirk at the mention of the Fantastic Four heroine.

Deep down, she knew his habits well. Mu Chen rarely went out to eat. If he wanted or needed anything, he preferred making it himself. But whenever one of his women asked him out, he never turned them down.

"Something like that," Mu Chen replied without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

"Mu Chen..." Emma leaned forward across the table, her voice taking on a playful tone. "Don’t you think you owe me a date too?"

"Whenever you want, we can go." Mu Chen wiped his fingers with a napkin before giving her a knowing look. "Though whether we actually make it to the end... I can’t guarantee. Someone here is far too impatient."

Emma’s cheeks instantly flushed a delicate shade of pink.

In truth, it wasn’t that he strictly owed her a date, but rather that every single time they tried to go on a proper one, they never managed to finish it.

One time, Emma had reserved a private table at a fine-dining hotel, but she had gotten kinky about car backseat fun, leading to them having wild sex in the back and skipping the hotel dinner entirely.

"It’s not only me," Emma huffed softly, trying to defend herself with a coy pout. "You’re not any better, you know."

She was referring to another time they had gone out for a drive-in movie date. Instead of watching the film, Mu Chen had spent the entire first twenty minutes teasing her breasts and fingering her until she broke, and then he used his reality-bending powers to instantly transform the entire car’s interior into a massive, luxurious bedroom, which led to hours of making out.

"Because, to me, you’re much more fun than watching a movie," Mu Chen replied, a smile playing on his lips.

"You really know how to talk to a woman." Emma’s cheeks flushed a deeper crimson as she looked at him, a familiar warmth stirring low in her belly.

"So... are you sure you only want a burger right now?" she murmured, her voice dropping into a soft, sultry purr as her gaze drifted to his meal before slowly rising to meet his eyes.

Mu Chen looked at the gorgeous blonde woman across from him. Emma wore a white off-the-shoulder dress that clung tightly to her voluptuous breasts, hugged her narrow waist, and flared over her wide hips. A long slit ran up one side, flashing pale skin with every slight shift.

Her blonde hair fell gracefully over one shoulder as she slowly licked her lips, savoring the last taste of wine. The gesture was pure invitation.

"No, I’ve already decided what I want next," Mu Chen said with a low chuckle.

The next moment, both of them vanished, leaving nothing behind but the bill resting on the table.

Emma barely had time to catch her breath before she found herself pinned firmly against the wall of his room. Mu Chen’s mouth claimed hers, and she didn’t even flinch.

Her hands tangled in his hair and pulled him deeper as their tongues wrestled, tasting wine and raw hunger. Her lipstick smeared over him as she kissed him like she owned him, because she did.

His hand slid from her bare shoulders down to the curve of her waist, still hugged tightly by that sinfully white, off-shoulder gown. And finally, he reached on her hips and he cupped her ass cheeks and gave them a good squeeze.

"Someone’s needy," Emma breathed, breaking the kiss, feeling the thick, hard length of him pressing against her belly.

"And who’s talking?" Mu Chen replied, as he felt the busty blonde MILF lift one leg through the high slit of her dress, wrapping it around his waist and baring a thick, pale thigh that would have brought weaker men to their knees.

His hand immediately closed over it, fingers digging into the soft, smooth flesh. With his other hand he shoved the gown down her shoulders, dragging it lower until it pooled beneath her breasts.

Emma wore no bra, and those perfect, heavy tits stood full and high, round and more than a handful, spilled out in the open. His hands dove in, cupping and kneading, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh so that it overflowed between his palms.

"Mmmhh~... Mu Chen~..." Emma moaned, already working his pants open. She freed his thick, rock-hard cock and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking slowly from base to tip.

"So hard... looks like you can’t wait already," she purred, her grip firm and teasing.

"Can’t help it when I’m with you," Mu Chen answered, pinching and rolling her nipples until she arched against the wall.

"Then, no need to wait," Emma said, and brought her hand from his shaft to between her legs.

Her fingers hooked the edge of her panties, shifting the delicate barrier aside to expose her glistening, freshly shaven pussy. It was flushed a deep pink, dripping wet, the folds already swollen and pulsing with need.

Mu Chen didn’t waste another second. He rubbed the thick head of his cock along her slick entrance a few times, coating himself, then thrust forward hard. His length tore through her wet folds and sank deep into her heat in one smooth motion.

"Ahhhh... fuuuuck... ahhhn... yesss~..." Emma cried out as her warm, dripping pussy stretched wide around him. She immediately brought her hand from her panties to the back of his head and shoved his mouth into hers, kissing him hungrily.

Mu Chen pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in, starting a steady, deep rhythm. The blonde beauty’s thigh stayed locked around his waist as her body jolted against the wall with every thrust. Her muffled moans vibrated into his mouth while her heavy breasts crushed and bounced against his chest.

Their tongues wrestled wetly as he fucked her harder. Her greedy walls clenched and swallowed him with every stroke.

"Uhhhh... ohhh yesss... Mu Chen... just like that... ahhh... this feels amazing... ahhnn... hhnnghhh..." Emma moaned against his lips, her voice breaking as her pussy milked him greedily.

He sucked her lower lip hard, stretching it between his teeth while their bodies moved in a brutal, matching rhythm.

The White Queen’s hands stayed buried in his hair, nails scraping his scalp as she pulled him closer to her sweat-glistening, flushed body. Her scent was addictive to him; one he couldn’t get enough of. He latched onto the side of her neck and suckled hard, leaving wet, dark marks.

Mu Chen gripped her thigh even tighter as he changed the angle so he could drive even deeper. The new position made her eyes roll. He kept pounding into that sweet spot, the head of his cock battering her cervix over and over.

"Ahhhh... ohhh... keep going... hhhnghhh... right there... ahhhnnn... fuckkk..." Emma gasped, voice already shaking.

The blonde busty woman’s head fell back against the wall. Her fuckable ass slapped wetly against the wall with every powerful stroke. Her pillowy thighs, soft curves trembled like liquid heat beneath his force.

Everything about her screamed sex: the flush on her cheeks, the sweat running in thin rivers between her breasts and down her stomach, and the way she was completely lost in the pleasure, moaning louder with every thrust.

"You look even more tempting when you fall apart beneath me," Mu Chen murmured.

Before she could respond, he leaned down and captured her lips in another kiss, sucking her tongue into his mouth while he fucked her harder. Their bodies slapped together in a relentless rhythm. Her walls fluttered and squeezed, growing tighter every second.

Emma was nearly lifted off the ground by his unrelenting thrusts, each one slamming hard against her womb. One heel dangled loosely from her toes while the other barely brushed the floor. Her toes curled tightly and her whole body shook. Suddenly her pussy clamped down hard around him, throbbing in tight pulses.

"Ohh God... Mu Chen... ahhhnn... yes... I’m... cumming... nnghhhh..." Emma moaned loudly and deeply, her voice cracking as the orgasm crashed through her. Her thighs shook violently, ass cheeks bouncing and rippling with every brutal slam that pinned her to the wall as waves of pleasure overwhelmed her.

Hot floods of nectar burst from her twitching slit, coating his cock in thick, syrupy slickness. Every thrust sounded wetter as her juices sprayed and ran down his shaft, soaking his balls and dripping onto the floor.

"Mmn... more... ahhhnnn... keep pounding me... I need more, Mu Chen... hhnghh... ahhhnn... please," Emma begged, her body trembling, knees weak as if they might give out and send her slumping to the floor any moment.

Luckily, before she could, with a mere thought from Mu Chen, reality shifted and they were on the bed now, in lotus position, her thighs spread wide over his lap, his thick cock still buried deep inside her pulsing heat.

"And you will get it, Emma." He gripped both plump cheeks of her ass, lifted her high until only the head remained inside, then slammed her back down onto his cock, fucking her straight through the aftershocks of her last orgasm with deep, punishing strokes.

"Ahnnn... yes... you feel so deep like this... ahhh... mmmhh..." Emma’s eyes fluttered open again. She recovered fast and began bouncing on him, her cunt spasming greedily around every thick inch as if trying to suck him even deeper into her core.

His hands left her ass and rose to the heavy breasts jiggling right in front of his face. He buried his mouth in her bosom, squeezing both soft mounds hard while sucking one erect nipple deep into his mouth, tongue flicking the stiff peak.

"Yes... play with my tits... squeeze them... bite them harder while I fuck your big cock..." Emma gasped, shoving his face deeper into her soft flesh. She started gyrating her hips in slow, tight circles that dragged his cock against every sensitive wall, then sped up, drawing out every drop of pleasure with each roll of her hips.

Mu Chen was completely lost in the feast of her body. He licked across both nipples in turn, cupped and squeezed the heavy weight of her breasts until they overflowed his palms, groped them roughly, then bit down just hard enough to leave dark marks. He soothed each fresh mark with long, wet sucks while she continued to ride him hard.

Every time she bottomed out, fresh juices flooded out around his cock and soaked both of them, running down his balls and soaking into the sheets beneath them. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the bedroom, mixed with the wet sounds of her dripping pussy.

"I am getting close, Emma..." Mu Chen purred against the soft underside of her breast. His hands returned to her fine ass, each cheek more than a handful. He squeezed, groped, and massaged the soft flesh, completely lost in the heavy bounce of it on his lap with every thrust she gave him.

"Ahhhn... yes... yes... give it to me... Mu Chen... uhhhhh... cum inside my needy cunt... fill it to the brim... hhhngh... ahhnnn..." Emma moaned as she rose until only the swollen head of his cock remained inside her, then slammed back down hard. Her ass cheeks rippled with every impact, wet flesh smacking loudly against his pelvis.

She rode him with wild vigor now, as if something had completely possessed her. Her heavy breasts bounced in front of his face while her dripping walls clutched and dragged along his length on every stroke.

Mu Chen gripped her hips, lifted her high, and slammed her down onto his cock with full force, ramming the thick head deep into her womb. The brutal thrust pushed him over the edge.

"Ugh... Emma..." he groaned, burying himself to the hilt as his cock pulsed hard. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted deep inside her, flooding her womb in heavy spurts. He held her down tightly, grinding against her as he emptied every drop into her fluttering heat.

Emma felt every single gush. Her walls fluttered and clenched in a soft, rhythmic milking motion, squeezing him through his climax. The hot, pressurized flood of his seed filled her completely. The sensation tipped her over again.

"Ahhn... ahhn... mmm... I am cumming again... hhnghhh..." The blonde busty woman’s eyes squeezed shut as another orgasm crashed through her. She squirted hard around his cock, her juices mixing with his cum and soaking both of them.

Her grip tightened in his hair. Her thighs clamped hard around his waist as she clung to him for dear life, body shaking violently.

Mu Chen face remained buried between her bosom, kissing it and smoothing her orgasm. Her chin rested on his sweat-slick shoulder, his cock still sheathed inside her, pulsing lazily in the afterglow. She kissed and suckled at the side of his neck, tasting salt and heat.

"That was incredible," Emma breathed, her voice hazy and blissed out. She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

"As always," Mu Chen chuckled and licked slowly across her lips.

They shared a low laugh. Their mouths crashed together again, this time in a slower, deeper kiss. His hands rose to her breasts, massaging the soft, heavy flesh. They felt so good in his palms, and he couldn’t get enough of them.

Emma began rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles, riding his still-hard cock while her fingers threaded through his hair. It wasn’t long before blissful moans and cries filled the room once more.