Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Forbidden Pleasure with Jean Grey in Office R18

Mu Chen slowly pulled his fingers out of her soaked pussy. Jean’s legs were still trembling as she leaned against him, breathing hard. Her juices coated his fingers and dripped down her inner thighs.

He looked at her for a moment, then without saying anything, he went down on his knees in front of her.

Jean’s eyes widened slightly as she watched him drop to the floor. Her skirt was still bunched up at her waist, and her panties were completely soaked. A wave of shame hit her hard — she had just cum on her student’s fingers, and now he was kneeling between her legs.

Mu Chen grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them down roughly. The wet fabric slid down her thighs and pooled around her ankles. Without saying anything, she lifted her black-stockinged legs and pushed her panties aside with her foot.

He looked up at her from below, his eyes dark.

"Look at this messy cunt," he said, his voice low and teasing. "You already came so hard on my fingers... and now you’re going to let me eat this married pussy."

Jean’s face burned. She felt exposed and ashamed, standing there with her breasts out and her panties pooled aside of her feet. But at the same time, her pussy was still throbbing, and a fresh wave of slick leaked out of her at his words.

And then she spread her legs a bit wider, opening herself up completely.

Mu Chen could see her womanhood clearly. Her folds were swollen and shiny, glistening with her juices.

Thick strands of slick were slowly dripping down from her entrance, running along her inner thighs. Her cunt was visibly throbbing, clenching and relaxing like it was desperate to be filled again.

Mu Chen leaned in and his tongue reached out, flicking directly against her swollen clit.

"Ahhhhhh yesss—!" Jean’s body jerked hard as she moaned loudly, her voice breaking as her hips pushed forward against his mouth.

Her hands moved into his hair, fingers gripping and fiddling with it as Mu Chen started eating her cunt.

His tongue licked broad and wet over her folds before focusing on her clit, sucking and flicking it relentlessly. Jean’s legs trembled as she held his head, her hips grinding against his face while he devoured her.

"Fuck... Mu Chen..." she moaned, her voice shaky and desperate. "Your tongue... ahh— it feels so good..."

She kept pushing her pussy against his mouth, shamelessly rubbing herself on his tongue. Her juices were dripping down his chin and neck as he licked and sucked on her swollen clit without mercy. Every time his tongue flicked over her sensitive bud, her hips jerked forward on their own.

Jean’s moans grew louder and more broken.

"Ahh— fuck... just like that..." she gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair as she ground her cunt against his mouth. She could feel how wet she was — her juices were leaking down his chin and dripping onto the floor.

Mu Chen pulled back just enough to speak, his lips wet with her slick.

"Does your husband lick this pretty little thing of yours?"

Jean’s face burned, but she didn’t stop moving her hips.

"No..." she moaned.

"What?" Mu Chen asked, thrusting his fingers deeper while licking her clit again. "He’s never performed cunnilingus on you?"

"He has... but not in a long while," she panted, grinding harder against his mouth. "And it was different. He doesn’t do it like this... He is not so..."

"Skilled?" Mu Chen teased, sucking her clit hard again.

"I was going to say... intense," Jean moaned loudly. "Oh god! Mu Chen! Please! Don’t stop... keep eating me!"

Mu Chen buried his face back between her black-stockinged legs and started devouring her pussy with more hunger. His tongue licked broad and messy over her folds before focusing on her swollen clit, sucking it between his lips and flicking it rapidly.

Jean’s legs shook as she placed one leg over his shoulder and grabbed the back of his head with both hands, shoving his mouth harder against her cunt.

She rode his face like a depraved slut, grinding her dripping pussy all over his tongue. Her juices were running down his chin and neck, soaking his skin as he licked and sucked without mercy.

Mu Chen was eating her husband never had. He had a way of doing things that she had never experienced before. It wasn’t just the licking and the sucking; it was also his technique and how he used every part of his mouth to bring pleasure.

"Fuck... Mu Chen... your tongue feels so good," she gasped, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Just like that... eat my pussy just like that..."

Mu Chen groaned against her and pushed two fingers inside her soaked cunt. He started pumping them steadily while his tongue kept swirling around her clit. Jean’s hips jerked violently at the added sensation.

"Ohhh ahhhh fuckkkk!" she cried out, her fingers tightening in his hair. "Your fingers... ahh— they’re so deep..."

He curled his fingers inside her, rubbing that sensitive spot while sucking hard on her clit. Jean’s moans turned louder and more broken as she kept riding his face.

"I’m close again... you’re amazing at this... ahhh— Mu Chen!"

Mu Chen didn’t slow down. He thrust his fingers faster, pumping them in and out of her dripping pussy while his tongue lashed over her clit relentlessly. Jean’s thighs trembled around his head as the pressure built fast.

"AAAAAHHH!! OOOHH!! FUCKKKKKK! MU CHENNNN!!!!!" Her body suddenly locked up. A loud, broken scream tore from her throat as she came hard on his tongue and fingers.

Jean both hands were placed behind his head to shove his mouth deeper into her dripping cunt. Her hips rolled and bucked as she started riding his face wildly, rubbing her spasming pussy all over his mouth and chin as she was depraved slut.

Her hips jerked and rolled as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.

Mu Chen kept licking and finger-fucking her through the orgasm, not letting up even as her juices coated his lips and chin.

When she finally went limp against the desk, he slowly pulled his fingers out and lifted his head. He wiped his mouth with the back of his forearm, looking up at her.

"You taste delicious," he said.

"Oh... it was incrediable..." Jean replied, her voice soft and breathless. She was panting heavily, her legs still trembling like jelly.

This was her third orgasm back-to-back, and each one had been harder than the last. Her body felt weak and overstimulated, like she could collapse at any moment. She leaned against the desk for support, trying to catch her breath.

It was an incredible experience. She felt so good. And so satisfied. But there was also guilt.

She had just let a stranger do something so intimate and pleasurable to her — that should have belonged to her husband. "But this feels so good... I can’t control myself."

Mu Chen stood up slowly. He grabbed Jean by the waist and pulled her towards him. Before she could say anything, he crashed his mouth against hers in a deep, filthy kiss.

Jean moaned into his mouth as soon as their lips met. She could instantly taste herself on his tongue — thick, sweet, and messy. Instead of pulling away, she kissed him back hungrily, almost desperately. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she sucked on his tongue, licking her own juices from his mouth like she couldn’t get enough.

Mu Chen groaned and pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth, exploring every corner. He kissed her roughly, letting her taste herself all over his tongue and lips. Jean responded just as lewdly, sucking on his tongue and licking his lips clean while pressing her bare breasts against his chest.

’How can he be so perfect? Why does it feel so right to be in his arms?’ Jean asked herself as he hugged her in his arms.

She didn’t know the answers to these questions, and perhaps she wasn’t meant to.

All Jean knew was that at this moment, she needed Mu Chen more than ever. She wanted to feel his body pressed against hers. To taste him. To breathe him. To lose herself completely.

As they continued their kiss, Jean wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders. Her fingers entangled themselves in his hair as their tongues explored each other’s mouths.

His tongue was skilled and masterful, and she loved the way it explored every inch of her mouth, leaving no spot untouched.

When they finally broke the kiss, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a second before it snapped. Jean was breathing hard, her face flushed and lips swollen.

Mu Chen looked at her with dark, lust-filled eyes and spoke in a low, filthy voice.

"Look at you... kissing me in such a desperation, right after I made you cum on my tongue. You can still taste your own married pussy on my mouth, and you’re sucking on it like you love it."

Jean stared at him, still panting. Her voice came out hoarse and lewd.

"I do love it..." she admitted, licking her lips. "It tastes more better on your tongue."

Mu Chen smirked, still holding her close. His voice dropped lower, calm but filthy.

"You know... if I hadn’t sealed the space, your moaning would’ve been heard all the way outside. The whole floor would know what a desperate, cock-hungry bitch you are."

Jean’s eyes widened. A deep flush spread across her face and down to her chest. She suddenly became very aware of where they were — still inside her own office, right in the middle of the day.

She had only met him less than an hour ago. She was supposed to be his instructor, the one in control, the respected teacher showing the new student around.

Instead, she was standing here half-naked, skirt bunched at her waist, breasts out, her married pussy still dripping down her thighs after riding his face and cumming multiple times like a filthy slut.

Jean bit her lip, looking away for a second as embarrassment flooded her, but she didn’t pull back from his arms.

"...Fuck it’s turning me more ..." She admitted, her voice came out low and shaky.

"Is that so? Looks like I had brought your filthy personality outside...." Mu Chen said.

"Maybe..." Jean replied, her expression lust-drunk.

Then with a thought from Mu Chen his clothes disappeared into thin air, leaving him completely naked, exposing his toned muscular body, revealing his huge, thick erection standing at attention.

"God..." Jean whispered as she saw it.

She couldn’t take her eyes off of it. It was beautiful. Thick and veiny. And it was big, very big, far larger than her husband’s. Her heart pounded, her breath quickening, and her body trembling with anticipation. She couldn’t believe this was happening, that she was actually going to fuck a younger man.

Jean reached out and grabbed it, feeling its weight, feeling its firmness. Her hand began to stroke the length of it. Mu Chen groaned as she touched him, enjoying her attention, enjoying her admiration of his cock.

"But it seems like your pussy likes my size. Isn’t that right?" Mu Chen said. He ran a finger along her slit, feeling her wetness.

"Y-Yes..." Jean admitted, her cheeks reddening even further. She had to agree. His size was incredible, and her pussy was throbbing in anticipation.

"Tell me how much you love it," Mu Chen ordered, and he continued rubbing his finger along her pussy.

Jean’s eyes closed as a wave of pleasure washed over her.

"I love your big cock, Mu Chen."

"You’re a naughty woman, Jean. Now go ahead and suck it," Mu Chen said.

Jean wasted no time. She kneeled between his legs, his cock shadowing her face. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and guided the tip into her mouth.

Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, savoring the salty, musky taste of his precum, while his toe reached down between her legs, finding her clit and stroking it softly.

She was in ecstasy. Her body trembled, her nipples erect and sensitive, her pussy drenched, and her mouth full.

"Oh, Jean... That feels so good... Your tongue, oh fuck..."

Jean’s heart skipped a beat as she heard him moaning in pleasure. It made her happy that she could please him.

Continuing sucking on his cock, her head bobbing up and down on his length. She took more of his shaft, letting it slide deeper into her mouth where no one had reached before, filling her completely, her throat stretching to accommodate him.

"Mmmm... Yes... Keep going... Suck that cock... Make me cum in your mouth..."

Jean increased her efforts, her hand stroking his shaft in rhythm with her sucking. She moaned around his shaft as he thrust his toe into her cunt, and the sensation caused her to push harder on his cock, her mouth stretching wider.

"Fuck, your mouth is incredible... I’m getting close... I want to shoot it down your throat..."

Mu Chen suddenly gripped both sides of her head with both hands. Without warning, he started thrusting his hips forward, fucking her mouth and throat hard and deep.

Jean’s eyes widened in shock as he forced his thick cock way down her throat. She gagged hard, but he didn’t slow down. He held her head firmly and started pounding into her face with rough, powerful strokes.

Her face turned red quickly. Saliva flooded her mouth and spilled out around his cock, dripping down her chin and coating his shaft in thick, messy strands. Her eyes bulged as she struggled to breathe, each thrust making her throat bulge visibly.

She had never been face-fucked like this before — so rough, so deep, so completely used.

Instead of pulling away, Jean felt herself getting wetter and hornier with every brutal thrust. Her pussy throbbed and leaked down her thighs as Mu Chen used her mouth like a toy, slamming his cock down her throat again and again.

"Mmmph—! Glrk... glrk...!"

Wet, choking sounds escaped around his cock as he fucked her face relentlessly. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she kept her hands on his thighs, holding on while he used her.

Mu Chen’s thrusts grew faster and rougher. His cock swelled in her throat as he got close.

"I’m going to cum down your throat," he groaned, gripping her head tighter. "Take it all, Jean."

He thrust hard, his cock swelling, his balls tensing. Then he exploded, his cock throbbing, his semen spurting into Jean’s mouth, filling her, coating her tongue, her taste buds overwhelmed with the flavour of his sperm, the taste of his seed.

"Mmmmhmmm!!" Jean moaned, her pussy clenching as he flooded her with his seed.

Jean swallowed desperately, her throat working around his pulsing cock as he emptied himself inside her. Saliva and cum mixed and spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin as he finished using her face.

"Oh... Fuck.... Jean... That was amazing..." Mu Chen finally released his grip on her head, she backed gasping for air, her mouth and chin coated with his cum. She licked her lips, cleaning them.

"Hufff... huff...." Jean breathed heavily and today she had sucked a man other than her husband, tasted him, and swallowed his seed. And she loved it. She loved the way it tasted, the way it smelled, and the way it made her feel.

So, when she met his eyes and saw the way he looked at her, a deep sense of satisfaction bloomed in her heart.

She had pleased him, and it felt amazing. It gave her such a thrill. But there was still something she needed. Her pussy was still throbbing, yearning for more.

Jean stood on shaky legs, skirt still bunched at her waist, black stockings damp and clinging to her thighs. Her voice came out hoarse, cracked with need.

"Mu Chen... please fuck me. Fuck my pussy with your huge cock."

She wanted him to fuck her. Needed him to fuck her. It was a raw, desperate need that had been building inside her since the moment he touched her — a hunger that had stayed buried for far too long. And now she wanted it from him.

She wanted him to claim her married body, to fuck her like she was his to use, and to make her cum all over his thick cock.

"Don’t worry," Mu Chen said, his voice low and filthy. "I have no plans of letting go of a busty married milf like you so easily."

He grabbed her by the waist and turned her around and spoke. "Bend over the desk."

Jean happily obeyed. She leaned forward over the desk, pressing her heavy tits and flushed face against the cool surface. Her ass was pushed out toward him, black stocking-clad legs spread wide, so he can come forward and claim her.