Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Teasing Jean Grey 4 R18

"Fuck... After listening this, now I think I should fuck you next time, next to your husband on your marital bed."Mu Chen whispered against her mouth.

Jean cupped his face with both hands and pulled him into a kiss. Her fingers slid into his hair, gripping it gently as she kissed him deeper. Her hips gave a small, involuntary roll against him, rubbing her soaked pussy against the hard bulge in his pants.

"Yes... I want it. I want you to fuck me right there... right beside him. I want to feel your cock stretching me open while he’s lying there completely unaware."

She knew he would use his powers to make sure her husband remained oblivious to them—just as he had done with the students in the classroom earlier.

The thought of Mu Chen’s cock stretching her open and being fucked senseless right beside her sleeping husband, sent a sharp pulse of arousal straight through her.

Her pussy throbbed and leaked even more, soaking further into her already wet panties.

Mu Chen’s eyes darkened with lust as he heard her words. He grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her down harder against his bulge.

"And what more, Jean?" He grabbed her chin and made her look at him. His eyes were dark and hungry.

Jean’s breath hitched. She could feel how hard and thick he was beneath her, pressing right against her soaked panties. Her hips rolled on their own, grinding her dripping pussy against his cock through their clothes.

"Ahhh~... ummm~... I want you to take me from behind... when I watch Scott’s face and cum on your cock while you fill me up to the brim."

She moaned softly, her hips moving faster as she rubbed her clit against the hard ridge of his cock. She leaned down and kissed him again, messier this time, biting his lower lip before sucking on his tongue.

Mu Chen slipped one hand between them and slid it under her dress. His fingers found her panties, which were completely soaked through with her juices. He pressed his fingers against her covered folds and slowly rubbed them, feeling how drenched the fabric was.

"You’re drowning in your juices, Jean..." he murmured against her lips, his fingers stroking her soaked pussy over the panties.

Jean bit his lower lip harder, her hips rolling greedily against both his fingers and the thick bulge beneath her.

"Little scoundrel... you’re no better," she breathed out, voice husky. "You’re so hard that your dick might burst from your pants..."

"Yeah?" Mu Chen gave a low, dark chuckle against her lips. "Then why don’t you take it out and sit on it properly? Since you’re already this wet and desperate."

Jean’s hips jerked at his words. Without wasting any time, she used her telekinesis to yank his pants and underwear down in one swift motion.

At the same time, Mu Chen roughly pulled her dress up around her waist. He hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them further aside, fully exposing her swollen, dripping cunt.

Her pussy looked obscene — puffy, glistening, and visibly throbbing. Her folds were parted and shiny with arousal, her entrance clenching and twitching like it was desperately begging to be filled. Thick strands of her wetness clung between her lips, slowly dripping down.

Jean wrapped her fingers around his thick cock and gave it a slow, deliberate stroke, feeling how hot and heavy it was in her palm.

"Fuck," she whispered, looking straight into his eyes. "There are twenty minutes before my next lecture... and I want to be filled again."

Mu Chen grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her forward until the swollen head of his cock was pressing right against her bare, dripping pussy.

"Then put it in," he said, eyes locked on hers. "Stop teasing yourself and sit on my cock like the needy married slut you are."

Jean bit her lower lip hard. She positioned herself over him and slowly sank down, taking his thick cock inside her once again. A long, broken moan tore from her throat as he stretched her open and pushed deep into her pussy.

"Ahhh~... fuuuuck~..." she whimpered, her walls clenching tightly around him.

Mu Chen groaned as she took him all the way in. He grabbed her waist and thrust up once, burying himself even deeper inside her.

"Shit... this pussy is still tight," he growled. "Even after I’ve already fucked you so many times today."

"Ahhhh... ughhh... ahhnn... it feels so good to be filled again by you..." Jean moaned loudly and started moving, rolling her hips as she rode him. Her ass cheeks slapped against his pelvis as his cock pistoned in her cunt and kept rearranging her warm, wet womanhood.

Mu Chen watched Jean bounce on his cock like she was possessed. Her red hair flew wildly around her face with every drop, and her heavy tits bounced hard right in front of him. She was riding him with raw, desperate energy, slamming herself down on his cock again and again like she couldn’t get enough.

He reached up and roughly pulled the top of her dress down, freeing her breasts completely. His hands immediately grabbed them, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh hard as she kept riding him.

"Ahhn~... yes~... play with them more~..." Jean moaned, her voice breathy and needy. "Mark them... bite them, Mu Chen~... I want them sore every time I move~..."

She leaned back slightly, her hands sliding into his hair as she pushed his face into her chest. Mu Chen didn’t hesitate — he sucked one nipple into his mouth and bit down.

"These fat udders feel soft and heavy in my hand," he purred against her nipple, as his other hand kept roughly groping and slapping her other breast. The sound of his palm hitting her soft tit mixed with the wet sounds of her pussy taking his cock.

Jean moaned louder, her hips moving faster. She leaned forward again, crashing her mouth against his in a messy, hungry kiss while his hands continued abusing her tits. She licked into his mouth, then moved down to suck and bite on his neck, her hands cupping his face as she rode him harder.

Mu Chen gripped her waist tightly and started fucking up into her with force, pounding deep into her cunt. Her juices were spilling out with every thrust, making a mess on his lap and dripping onto the desk beneath them.

"Talk nasty to me, baby~..." Jean whimpered against his mouth, her voice shaking. "Fuck me hard... use me like your dirty little slut~..."

Mu Chen’s hand moved up and wrapped around her throat. He squeezed lightly as he fucked her harder, his voice low and nasty.

"You’re depraved slut, Jean," he growled, choking her while his cock slammed into her womb. "Riding my cock like a desperate bitch in the middle of the classroom... Look at you, leaking all over me."

"Yes! Yes! Fuck, I am your slut..." Jean’s eyes rolled back slightly. A thin string of saliva slipped from the corner of her mouth as she moaned helplessly.

Mu Chen tilted her head back with the hand around her throat and leaned in, biting and sucking dark marks onto her neck while he kept pounding into her.

Her pussy was making wet, obscene sounds every time he pulled out and slammed back in. Her juices were running down his cock and soaking into their clothes.

"Ahhh~... ahhh~... I’m close~..." Jean moaned loudly, her voice breaking. "I’m so close, Mu Chen~... cum with me, please~... fill this married slut professor’s whorish cunt with your thick seed~... give it to me~..."

Her walls clenched down hard around his cock, squeezing him like a vice as she tried to keep him buried deep inside her.

Jean wrapped herself tightly around him — her arms locked around his neck and her legs locked around his waist, her heavy breasts pressed and squeezed between their bodies.

She kissed him messily, biting his lips as they moaned into each other’s mouths. Their tongues tangled desperately while Mu Chen kept battering her cervix with hard, deep thrusts.

"Ahhhhhh~... fuck fuck fuck~... I’m cumming~... ahhhhhh I’m cumming~...!" Jean cried out against his mouth, her body shaking violently as her pussy gushed around his cock.

Mu Chen groaned deeply, burying himself as deep as he could go.

"Ughhhhh~... fuck~..." he growled, his cock pulsing hard as he came with her.

Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb while her pussy kept spasming and milking him through their shared orgasm. They stayed locked together, breathing heavily against each other’s mouths as they came undone.

Mu Chen kept himself buried deep inside her as thick ropes of cum continued to pump into her womb. Jean moaned into his mouth as they kissed sloppily, their tongues moving lazily against each other while his cock twitched with every spurt.

Some of his cum began leaking out from where they were connected, slowly dripping down around his shaft and onto the desk beneath them.

"Mmmphhh~... your cum feels so hot inside me~..." Jean whimpered against his lips, her voice soft and shaky.

Mu Chen gave a low chuckle, still lazily rocking his hips as he filled her. "You’re going to carry this through the day now, Jean. Walking around the academy with my cum stuffed inside this married cunt."

"And it will make me keep thinking about you..." Jean let out a small, breathy laugh, her forehead resting against his as they both caught their breath.

Then she glanced at the clock on the wall, and murmured. "Five minutes... My next lecture starts in another classroom in five minutes."

She reluctantly began to lift herself off him. The moment his cock slipped out of her, a thick mixture of their cum spilled out of her stretched pussy, dripping down her thighs. Jean let out a soft whimper at the sudden emptiness, her walls clenching around nothing as if already missing the feeling of being full.

Mu Chen flicked his fingers. In an instant, both of them were clean and dressed again. Her black dress looked fresh, and all visible bite marks and hickeys outside the fabric disappeared. However, the marks he left on her breasts, ass, and inner thighs remained hidden beneath her clothes.

Jean adjusted her panties back into place before straightening her dress, pulling it down over her hips and adjusting it around her waist before tucking her breasts back inside. She gave him a look, half exasperated, half amused.

"It’s good we’re in school," she said. "If we were at home, I’m sure you would make me walk around naked, carrying your cum and marks all over me."

Mu Chen sank his fingers into her bubbly buttocks, pulling her closer to him. His fingers moulded and reshaped her ass cheeks according to his wish.

"No doubt in that," he replied with a smirk.

Jean yanked him closer by his shirt and kissed him again, slower this time but still deep. When she pulled back, she rested her forehead against his for a moment.

"Fuck... I’m feeling so sore all over," she murmured. "You’ve been fucking me for the last three days in school... I can barely walk straight."

Mu Chen let out a low chuckle. His fingers gently ran through her hair as he fixed the dishevelled strands, smoothing them back into place with surprising care.

"Good," he murmured. "Means I’ve been using this married body properly."

Jean’s face flushed at his words. She bit her lower lip and gave his waist a light pinch in retaliation.

"Ouuch..." Mu Chen let out a fake cry, dramatically wincing as if she had acatually hurt him.

Jean rolled her eyes, though a small, helpless smile tugged at her lips. She liked it when he played along like this. Shaking her head, she slipped her hand into his as they finally turned toward the door, leaving behind the empty classroom that still carried the faint scent of their messy, taboo encounter.