Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 20: Chapter 20; Needy Emma Frost R18 (Medical Check-Up Play 2)

Mu Chen looked down at her, breathing a little heavier, his mouth still wet. "So... what’s the result, Professor?"

Emma stared up at him, eyes glassy and dark with lust, her chest rising and falling fast. She licked her lips slowly, still tasting herself on him.

"Fuck..." she breathed, voice hoarse and filthy. "You eat pussy like you were born for it. I couldn’t get enough of your tongue, but now I want your cock to stretch me,"

Emma didn’t wait for him to reply. She pushed Mu Chen onto his back on the examination table and quickly climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her soaked pussy pressed against his hard cock as she looked down at him with dark, hungry eyes.

"Ride like you mean it, Professor," Mu Chen said with a smirk, his hands resting on her thighs.

Emma leaned down slightly, her voice low and filthy as she started grinding her dripping cunt along the length of his cock, coating it with her thick juices.

"I would do that, but let me remind you this is still part of the inspection," she said, voice husky and nasty. "I need to test your stamina properly... see how long you can last while I use this cock to stretch my cunt."

She reached down, wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, and gave it a few slow, firm strokes, smearing her wetness all over it. Then she lifted herself up, positioned the fat head against her entrance, and slowly began to sink down.

"Ahhh... fuuuuck..." Emma moaned loudly as his cock stretched her open, sliding deep inside her. She kept lowering herself until he was buried to the hilt, the head pressing right against her cervix. Her head fell back as she let out a long, shaky moan.

"God... I missed this feeling," she breathed, voice trembling with pleasure. "Your cock fills me completely... so thick... stretching me so deep..."

She started moving, bouncing on his cock with growing intensity. Her heavy tits bounced with every drop, and her ass clapped against his pelvis with wet, filthy sounds.

Mu Chen groaned as her tight, slick walls gripped him hard, squeezing and rippling around his cock with every bounce.

"Damn, Emma... you feel tight," he growled, his hands gripping her thighs.

Emma squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples as her ass cheeks kept clapping against his pelvis. She could feel his hot cock rearranging her insides with every drop, her hair falling around her face like a waterfall as she rode him wantonly.

"Tell me how good my pussy feels wrapped around your big cock," she moaned, smiling as she bounced down on him before lifting herself up again. "You can’t have enough of me, can you my little boy?"

The feeling of his thick cock filling her so deep made her stretch around him, her soaked cunt gripping him tightly as she slammed herself down hard.

"You really feel good around my cock," Mu Chen groaned, enjoying the sensation of her pussy wrapping around him.

Emma just smiled at the compliment. Her round ass bounced as she rode him, and Mu Chen watched intently as she drove herself down onto his throbbing cock again and again. She pushed herself down on him and lifted up with a smooth, fluid motion.

Mu Chen reached around and gave her ass a hard slap, watching her soft flesh jiggle before grabbing a handful and squeezing it roughly.

"Fuck, this ass is perfect," he growled, giving it another firm slap. "Fat and juicy... looks amazing when you bounce on my cock."

Emma moaned louder, her pace starting to break as she gasped, "I’m close... I’m so fucking close..."

Mu Chen spanked her again, harder this time, making her ass ripple.

"Then cum for me," he said, voice low and rough as he kept groping and slapping her ass while she rode him.

"Ahhh... fuuuuck... I’m cumming..." Emma moaned brokenly, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as her orgasm hit. Her movements slowing down into messy, shaky rolls of her hips. Her body trembled as she gushed around him, her juices coating his cock and dripping down his balls.

Mu Chen sat up and wrapped one arm around her waist. Emma placed her hand on his shoulder for support, her eyes half-lidded and glassy. They looked at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily, before Mu Chen pulled her into a deep kiss.

Emma moaned into his mouth as she kept riding him slowly through her orgasm, her pussy still pulsing and gushing around his cock. Mu Chen kissed her deeper, then suddenly flipped their positions. He laid her back on the examination table without breaking the kiss, settling between her spread legs.

He started pounding into her hard in missionary, his cock driving deep with heavy, relentless thrusts. Every thrust made her juices gush out around his cock, soaking his balls and pooling on the table.

Emma broke the kiss with a shaky breath, her voice coming out needy and desperate.

"Ahhh... don’t neglect my tits, please..." she moaned, looking up at him with glassy eyes.

Mu Chen smirked down at her, his hips never slowing as he kept pounding her cunt.

"These busty motherly tits are hard to ignore, Professor," he growled, grabbing both of her heavy breasts and squeezing them roughly. His fingers sank into the soft, warm flesh as he kneaded them hard, thumbs flicking over her stiff nipples.

Emma let out a loud, breathy moan, her back arching off the table.

"Ahhh... yesss... squeeze them harder..." she whimpered, her voice trembling with pleasure. "Fuck, just like that... don’t stop..."

Mu Chen kept thrusting into her deep and hard while he played with her tits. He squeezed them together, then leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting it lightly before licking over it.

His hips slammed forward again and again, fucking her soaked pussy with long, powerful strokes while his hands and mouth worshipped her breasts.

Emma moaned louder, her legs wrapping around his waist as she took every thrust. Her heavy tits bounced in his hands with every hard slam of his cock, her nipples wet and sensitive from his tongue.

"God... I love this cock," she moaned, voice hoarse. "Keep pounding me like this... and don’t stop playing with my tits... they’re all yours right now..."

Emma wrapped her legs tighter around him and dug her heels into his ass, pushing him even deeper inside her. At the same time, she slid one hand up his back, her nails lightly scraping his skin as she held onto him.

Mu Chen groaned and leaned down, slapping one of her heavy tits before roughly squeezing and reshaping it in his hand. He kept thrusting hard, battering the entrance of her womb with every powerful stroke. Her stomach visibly bulged with each deep thrust as his cock pushed into her deepest parts.

"Ahhh... Keep hitting there. You know how to treat a woman right...." Emma moaned, her voice already starting to break.

Her face twisted with overwhelming pleasure, eyes were half-lidded, mouth open as her moans gradually turned into broken whimpers. Her pussy clenched tightly around his cock, gripping and milking him like it was trying to pull every drop out of him.

"Ahhhn... ughhh... I can’t stop cumming... I am getting close again... ahhhhn..." she whimpered, her voice shaky. "Cum with me... please... fill my womb while I cum..."

She brought her hand between their bodies and started rubbing her clit desperately, her fingers moving fast and frantic over the swollen bud.

Mu Chen sat upright, gripping her ass firmly with both hands. He started fucking her even harder, slamming his cock into her womb like he wanted to tear her apart from the inside. The wet, obscene sounds of his cock pounding her soaked cunt filled the room.

Emma’s body suddenly locked up. Her back arched as she came hard, squirting around his cock while she kept rubbing her clit. Her face contorted in ecstasy — eyes rolling back, mouth open in a silent scream that quickly turned into a loud, broken moan.

"Ahhh... ahhh... I’m cumming... I’m fucking cumming...!"

At the same time, Mu Chen drove his cock as deep as it could go and buried himself to the hilt inside her womb.

"Arghhhhhh... Fuck, I’m cumming... I can feel you..." he groaned roughly as thick, hot ropes of cum erupted from his cock, painting her womb in heavy spurts.

Emma’s eyes widened, her expression turning almost dazed as she felt the hot, thick cum flooding her deepest parts. Her pussy kept spasming around him, milking every drop while her body trembled beneath him.

"Ahhh... it’s so hot... you’re filling me up to brim..." she whimpered, her voice weak and shaky as she felt his cum overflow inside her.

Mu Chen kept buried deep inside her as her pussy kept clenching and milking him through her orgasm, her body trembling beneath him.

The overflow was immediate — his hot seed started leaking out around his cock, dripping down her ass and pooling on the table beneath them in thick, messy streaks.

They stayed connected, breathing heavily against each other’s mouths before Mu Chen leaned down and kissed her again.

It was deep and messy, their tongues sliding together while his cock continued twitching inside her, pushing more cum out with every small movement.

When they finally broke the kiss, they looked at each other — eyes dark, heavy with lust and something deeper, more intense.

Emma’s voice came out hoarse but determined.

"Mu Chen... this is still a test of stamina. We need to continue."

Mu Chen smirked, his eyes flashing with hunger. "I was never in the mood to stop," he said, pulling out of her with a wet sound. "Now try not to faint from my pounding."

He flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her knees. Emma’s ass was still red from earlier. He gave it a hard slap, watching the soft flesh jiggle and leaving a clear handprint behind.

"Ahhh fuckk..." Emma moaned, pushing her ass higher. "Keep spanking my ass... and ram that cock back in. Pond my cunt. Pound it like it owes you money."

Mu Chen grabbed her hips and lined his cock up with her dripping, cum-filled pussy. Without warning, he rammed forward in one brutal thrust, burying himself straight to her cervix.

"Ahhhhhh...!" Emma cried out, her voice breaking into a long, blissful moan as her body jerked forward from the sudden deep stretch. Her arms gave out slightly, but she stayed on her knees, ass pushed high as he started pounding into her again.

The medical room quickly filled with the wet, obscene sounds of his cock slamming into her cum-soaked cunt and Emma’s loud, desperate moans as he fucked her hard from behind.

...

Hours later, the medical room was thick with the heavy scent of sex and sweat. Mu Chen was fully dressed again — crisp shirt tucked in, pants buttoned, looking perfectly composed as he sat on the edge of the examination table, legs dangling casually.

His hair was slightly messy, but that was the only sign he’d spent the last few hours absolutely ruining the White Queen.

"So... do I pass your medical inspection, Professor?" he asked, voice low and teasing. "Or do I need to fuck you for a few more hours to get a proper score?"

Emma stood right in front of Mu Chen; her white blouse and black lace bra were lying in a crumpled heap on the on the floor beside his leg. Her tight black skirt was still bunched up around her waist, leaving her lower body fully exposed.

Thick, pearly white cum was steadily leaking from her swollen, well-used pussy, slowly running down the insides of her trembling thighs in messy streaks.

Her legs were visibly shaking. Every few seconds her knees would give a small, involuntary twitch, like her body was still recovering from the hours of relentless fucking. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath, covered in red bite marks and fingerprints.

"Mu Chen..." she said, her voice hoarse and teasing, still slightly breathless. "You’re unbelievable. Right now, I don’t even feel like I have any strength left in my legs."

She remembered it clearly. By the end, all she could do was lie beneath Mu Chen and let out soft whimpers, as though even speaking a single word had become difficult.

Then, as she orgasmed, it made her lost consciousness and it took her several minutes to recover.

She bent down slowly — her movements sluggish and unsteady — and picked up her ruined white panties from the floor. Straightening up, she held them in both hands in front of her and looked down at them.

They were completely destroyed.

The once-pure white fabric was now a filthy, yellowish mess. It looked like someone had used the panties to wipe up after hours of raw, messy sex.

Emma stared at them for a moment, lips slightly parted, a faint blush on her cheeks. Then, without a word, she slowly stepped into the ruined panties right in front of him.

When she finally pulled it over her hips and adjusted it around her waist, as fabric touched her crotch, fresh cum of Mu Chen gushes out of her pussy, soaking her ruined panties with more of his cum.

Mu Chen walked toward her. Her blouse and bra, which had been lying on the floor, suddenly vanished and reappeared in his hands.

Emma looked up at him, cheeks still flushed, legs visibly unsteady. The second he was close enough, she looped her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a slow, lingering kiss. It was soft at first — warm and lazy — but there was still that underlying hunger in the way her tongue brushed against his.

"Ahhh... fuck, my whole body is feeling sore..." she murmured against his lips, voice soft and spent.

Mu Chen’s free hand slid up to cup one of her heavy, marked breasts, giving it a firm, possessive squeeze. His thumb brushed over a fresh bite mark as he spoke, low and teasing.

"And here I thought you’d ask for more follow-up right away, Professor."

Emma let out a breathy little laugh, still pressed against him.

"Ahhh... that I would surely ask for. It’s all for medical purposes, after all." She tilted her head, eyes half-lidded. "But before that I’d need rest to recover properly. Otherwise, if I’m not at my best... it would affect our medical test."

Her gaze dropped to the bra still dangling from his fingers. Then she looked back up at him with wide, almost pouty eyes—soft, pleading, and unfairly adorable. Without saying a word, her expression seemed to convey exactly what she wanted.

Make me wear it, please.

Mu Chen looked at her charming pout and couldn’t help but smile. Shaking his head slightly, he decided to help her get dressed.

"Fuck... that face," he muttered, almost to himself. "You’re dangerous when you do that."

He stepped even closer, pressing the bra against her chest before sliding it around her back.

His fingers worked the clasp with practiced ease, but not before he gave both her breasts one last slow, deliberate squeeze — thumbs circling her sensitive nipples through the lace as he secured it.

"Ahhh... you’re terrible," Emma whispered, but there was no real complaint in her voice. "My tits are still throbbing from your teeth and rough hands... yet you’re groping them again like a greedy bastard."

Mu Chen chuckled, low and dark, as he picked up the white blouse. He held it open for her.

"Arms up, Professor."

Emma slipped her arms into the sleeves obediently, still standing close enough that her leaking pussy brushed against the front of his pants. A soft, breathy moan escaped her as Mu Chen’s knuckles deliberately grazed her sensitive skin while buttoning the blouse.

"Mmmh~..." she let out a quiet moan when his fingers brushed over her breasts. "You’re doing this on purpose..."

When he reached the top, he left the first two buttons undone on purpose, letting the deep valley of her cleavage show. He smoothed the fabric over her chest, then slid both hands down to her waist.

"Stay still," he murmured teasingly.

Emma bit her lip, letting out a soft, breathy moan as his hands lingered.

Mu Chen continued to tuck her blouse neatly into her bunched-up skirt, his fingers deliberately brushing against the sensitive skin of her lower stomach and the top of her ruined panties.

Emma shivered and let out another quiet moan.

"Ahhn~... Mu Chen..." she warned softly, though her voice was filled with heat and lingering lust.

He let out a smile before moving to her skirt next, pulling the tight black fabric down from where it was bunched around her waist. He smoothed it over her hips, then gave her ass a firm squeeze from behind as he adjusted the hem.

"Better?" he asked, voice low, eyes flicking up to meet hers with a teasing glint.

Emma’s lips curved into a tired but satisfied smile.

"Mmm... much better," she murmured teasingly. "Though I’m not sure how long these clothes are going to stay clean if you keep looking at me like that."

Mu Chen’s hands slid down to her ass again — this time giving both cheeks a slow, possessive squeeze that pulled her flush against him. His fingers dug into the soft flesh through the skirt.

"Then maybe I should stop looking... and start touching instead," he said, voice dropping even lower.

Emma let out a soft laugh, wrapping one arm around his neck while her other hand came up to rest gently against his cheek. Her thumb brushed over his lower lip as she looked at him, filled with love and lust equally.

"Come here, little rascal" she whispered.

She yanked him down by the back of his neck and captured his lips in a slow, deep kiss. Their mouths moved together lazily at first — warm, wet, and sensual.

Emma sighed softly into the kiss, her tongue sliding gently against his in a slow, exploratory dance.

Mu Chen kissed her back with the same unhurried heat, one hand still possessively kneading her ass while the other slid up her back.

"Mmmhh..." Emma moaned quietly into his mouth as their tongues tangled deeper.

She pressed her body closer, her heavy breasts squishing against his chest. They broke apart for a brief second, breathing against each other’s lips, before latching back on again — slower this time, more indulgent.

Mu Chen’s hand squeezed her ass harder, pulling her against the growing bulge in his pants while his other hand roamed up to cup one of her breasts through the blouse.

"Ahhh..." Emma breathed shakily when they parted again, only for Mu Chen to chase her lips immediately.

Their kiss grew hotter, wetter, tongues sliding sensually as soft, needy sounds escaped her. She tilted her head, sucking on his lower lip before licking into his mouth again, her fingers threading through his hair.

When they finally broke apart, Emma bit his lower lip gently, tugging it before releasing it with a wet pop. She rested her forehead against his, breathing heavily against his mouth.

"You are becoming irresistible for me..." she murmured, voice husky and sincere.

"Good," Mu Chen whispered back, thumb brushing over her swollen lower lip. "Because I have no intention of letting you get enough of me."

Both of them let out a soft, breathless laugh at the same time — low, intimate, and filled with mutual understanding. Their noses brushing as they shared the quiet amusement.

They slowly pulled apart, though their hands lingered on each other. Mu Chen smoothed down her skirt one last time while Emma adjusted his collar with gentle fingers.

Emma looked up at him, her eyes still dark with lingering desire as she took his hand.

"Come on," she said softly, her voice still a little hoarse. "Before we both lose control again... and I end up fainting in the middle of the school."

They walked toward the door together, Mu Chen’s hand resting possessively on the small of her back, fingers occasionally brushing lower over the curve of her ass.

Emma leaned slightly into his touch, her hips swaying with each step, the faint squelch of his cum still leaking into her ruined panties reminding her of everything they had just done.