Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Jean Grey Filthy Cravings R18 (Marital Bed)

A few days had passed since Mu Chen joined the Mutant Academy as a transfer student. His days had quickly fallen into a very particular rhythm — one filled with constant, shameless indulgence.

Every day, he would steal forbidden moments with Jean inside the school itself — whether in empty classrooms, her office, the Danger Room, or supply rooms — indulging in their adultery.

Susan Storm, on the other hand, would either turn invisible and slip into his room late, or call him over to her home.

But out of the three women, it was Emma who spent the most time with Mu Chen. Since she was unmarried, she didn’t have to deal with any husband or hide her relationship.

Because of that, the two of them had naturally started living together. Half the time Mu Chen stayed in her room, and the other half Emma stayed in his, thought academy remained completely oblivious to it because of Mu Chen’s reality bending powers.

While Jean and Susan could only steal secret moments with him, Emma was the one who woke up beside him every morning, ate with him, and both of them fucked whenever they wanted.

...

Grey-Summers residence, Sunday evening.

Jean moved restlessly around her bedroom, unable to sit still.

She was wearing a simple, thin white tank top that clung to her body and a pair of loose cotton shorts that barely reached her upper thighs. Her red hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, with a few strands sticking to her slightly flushed neck.

Today was the first school day off since her taboo relationship with Mu Chen had begun. After being thoroughly ruined by him all week, the day now felt like nothing more than torture without his touch.

"Damn it, I need him so badly..." Jean muttered in frustration as she walked toward the window, staring out at the student dorms.

Her body felt hot, restless, and unbearably sensitive. She needed to be fucked — properly fucked — but not by her husband. She needed Mu Chen’s cock.

She needed the way he stretched her, the way he used her like he owned her, the way he made her cum until her legs gave out.

"Already, so horny," she muttered, her breathing uneven.

Her hand slowly slid down her stomach and slipped inside her shorts. She wasn’t wearing any panties underneath. Her fingers moved between her legs and she let out a quiet, shaky breath when she felt how wet she already was.

Her pussy was soaked. Her folds were slick and puffy, and when she pushed two fingers between them, they glided easily through the mess she had made just from thinking about Mu Chen. She bit her lower lip hard as she slowly rubbed her clit, her hips twitching forward on their own.

"Mmm... I’m not waiting anymore," Jean whispered.

She turned around and walked toward the center of the room. Using her telekinesis, she brought her phone flying into her hand from across the room.

Without hesitation, she dialled Mu Chen’s number while her other hand stayed inside her shorts, two fingers slowly pumping in and out of her dripping pussy.

On the other end, Mu Chen picked up the call. Faint music could be heard playing in the background.

"Hey, Jean," he answered, his tone clearly teasing.

Jean’s fingers pushed deeper inside her the moment she heard his voice. A soft, desperate moan slipped out of her lips before she could stop it.

"Mu Chen... I need you..." she breathed, her voice shaky. "Come to the house... please..."

Mu Chen let out a low chuckle, before replying. "You sound so desperate."

"I am... and if you love me... you’ll be here in the next few seconds," Jean admitted without shame, her fingers now coated in her arousal as they moved faster between her legs. Every slow circle she rubbed over her clit only made more wetness leak out of her.

With that, she ended the call and tossed the phone onto the bed.

True to her words, Mu Chen appeared inside her bedroom only seconds later.

He and Emma had just finished dinner. After the call ended, Mu Chen had given Emma a quick kiss and told her, "I’m going to Jean."

Emma had simply nodded and replied, "Go and enjoy."

There wasn’t even a hint of jealousy in her voice. She understood how difficult it had been for Jean to control herself all day. If Jean had gone as far as calling Mu Chen while her husband was in the house, then she had clearly reached her limit.

With that, Mu Chen had teleported directly from Emma’s place to Jean’s bedroom.

Jean’s eyes lit up the moment she saw Mu Chen appear in her bedroom. A relieved, needy smile spread across her face as she took a step toward him.

"Mu Chen... you are here..." she said, her voice soft but filled with obvious desperation.

Mu Chen’s gaze immediately dropped to her hand, which was still buried inside her loose cotton shorts. He raised an eyebrow.

"Jean... you are not doing well," he said, his tone low and slightly teasing.

Jean didn’t deny it. She slowly pulled her hand out of her shorts, her fingers glistening with her arousal, and walked straight up to him. She wrapped both arms around his neck, pressing her body against his as she looked up at him with hazy eyes.

"Whose fault is this, little rascal...?" she whispered.

Mu Chen pulled her closer, his hand sliding down to grab her ass through the thin fabric of her shorts. He gave it a firm squeeze, feeling the soft, plump flesh fill his palm.

"Well, then I should take responsibility," he murmured.

Jean let out a soft, needy moan.

"Mmmphhh~... Baby, that’s exactly what I expect from you," she breathed. "Give me, a very good, hard fuck... and then being filled by you."

The moment the words left her lips, their mouths crashed together.

Jean kissed him hungrily, her lips parting as her tongue slid against his. Mu Chen kissed her back just as deeply, their tongues rolling and twisting together while they sucked on each other’s lips. It was messy, wet, and full of pent-up need.

Mu Chen’s hand moved between their bodies and grabbed one of her heavy breasts over her thin tank top. He squeezed it firmly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he kneaded and reshaped it in his palm.

"Ummm..." Jean moaned into his mouth, her fingers sliding into his hair and gripping it tightly. She bit his lower lip before sucking on it, her body pressing harder against him.

Mu Chen’s other hand slid down and slipped inside her loose shorts. His fingers immediately found her soaked pussy, gliding easily through her slick folds.

He broke the kiss just enough to speak against her lips, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Already this wet just from missing me?" he whispered, his fingers slowly rubbing her dripping slit. "You really are a slut, Jean."

Jean’s eyes burned with raw need as she pressed herself tighter against him.

"Ohhh fuck... I’m your slut, Mu Chen," she breathed against his lips, her voice thick with lust. "Your married, cock-hungry slut."

She crashed her mouth back onto his, kissing him with desperation. Their tongues twisted and slid together messily, saliva dripping down their chins as they sucked and devoured each other’s mouths like they were starving.

Mu Chen didn’t hold back. He shoved two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy and started fucking her with them roughly, his thumb grinding hard against her swollen clit. Jean moaned loudly into his mouth, her body jerking as he finger-fucked her without mercy.

"Mmmphhh~... ahhh~... fuuuck~..." she whimpered into the kiss, her hips rolling desperately against his hand.

He curled his fingers inside her, rubbing that sensitive spot with every thrust while his thumb kept circling and pressing down on her clit. Jean’s moans grew louder and more broken, her body trembling violently against him.

"Hnnnggg~... ahhh~... Mu Chen~...!" she cried out into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Mu Chen added a third finger, stretching her properly as he fucked her harder and faster. Jean’s legs started shaking. Her pussy clenched tightly around his fingers as her orgasm suddenly crashed into her.

"Uhhhhh... Ohhh god, I’m gonna cum.... Fuckk..." she screamed, her voice breaking as her pussy spasmed and gushed around his hand. Her juices coated his fingers and dripped down her thighs while her body convulsed in his arms.

Mu Chen held her up as she came hard, her legs nearly giving out. Only after her orgasm started fading did he slowly pull his soaked fingers out of her twitching cunt. He looked down at her with a smug, teasing smirk.

"Already cumming this fast?" he said, his voice low and mocking. "I barely even touched you and your married pussy is already making a mess all over my hand, Red."

Jean was still breathing heavily, her body trembling as she leaned against him for support. Her legs felt weak and shaky.

She glared up at him weakly, her face flushed and eyes hazy, but she had no strength left to argue. All she could do was pant softly against his chest while her pussy continued to twitch and leak between her legs.

Mu Chen gazed down at her flushed face. He gently brushed a strand of red hair from her cheek, then leaned in close with a playful grin.

"Dead fish?" he whispered teasingly. "And I haven’t even begun to ravage you yet."

Jean’s cheeks burned even hotter. She managed to recover just enough to pout up at him, her voice coming out needy and bratty.

"Ugh... then stop teasing and actually fuck me properly this time," she said. "I want your cock. Not just your fingers."

Without another word, Mu Chen grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up effortlessly, and threw her onto the large marital bed.

Jean landed on her back with a soft bounce. Using her telekinesis, she made her tank top and soaked cotton shorts fly off her body and drop onto the floor. At the same time, Mu Chen’s clothes vanished into thin air, leaving him completely naked.

Jean immediately spread her legs wide in a shameless V-shape as Mu Chen climbed onto the bed and moved between them. His eyes dragged over her exposed body, drinking sight of gorgeous naked redhead.

"Spreading your legs like this for your student... on your marital bed," Mu Chen said with a filthy smirk, his voice low. "Where’s your husband, Jean?"

Jean bit her lower lip, her face turning even redder. The thought of getting fucked right here, in her own house, on the very bed she shared with Scott, sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through her. It was so wrong, so filthy, and it made her pussy throb even harder.

"He went out drinking tonight... with Logan and Hank McCoy," she answered, her voice breathy.

The knowledge that her husband was out with his friends while she was about to get ruined by another man in their bed made her even wetter.

She reached down between her legs and used two fingers to spread her soaked pussy lips wide open for him, showing him how dripping and needy she was.

"Come eat my pussy, baby..." she said, her voice turning shameless and depraved. "I want your tongue buried deep inside me. Lick your married slut’s cunt on her husband’s bed."

Mu Chen didn’t waste any time. He lowered his head between her spread thighs and buried his face straight into her soaked pussy. His tongue dragged heavily from her dripping hole up to her swollen clit.

She was so wet and tasty... Can just eat her like this for hours. Slipping his tongue inside her pussy, he started eating her with raw hunger, sucking and licking like a man starved.

"Oh my god! Oh shit!" Jean cried out. She grabbed her own heavy breasts with both hands, squeezing them roughly as his tongue worked her over.

"Ahhh~... fuuuck~... yes, just like that~..." she whimpered, her head falling back against the pillow. Her fingers slid into his hair, gripping tightly as she pushed his face harder against her cunt.

Mu Chen groaned against her pussy and shoved two fingers deep inside her while his tongue kept flicking and sucking on her clit. He fucked her with his fingers roughly, curling them with every thrust. Jean’s moans grew louder and more desperate.

She lifted both legs and wrapped them around his head, clamping his face tightly between her thighs.

"Mmmphhh~... ahhh~... yes right there~... eat my cheating pussy~..." she moaned filthily, her hips starting to move. She lifted her ass off the bed and began grinding her cunt against his face, riding his tongue and mouth with needy desperation.

Mu Chen didn’t let up. He kept licking and sucking her clit while pumping his fingers inside her, letting her use his face however she wanted.

Jean’s movements became more frantic. Her thighs squeezed tighter around his head as she humped his mouth, smearing her wetness all over his lips and chin.

"Ahhh~... ahhh~... I’m close~... I’m so fucking close~...!" she cried out, her voice cracking.

Her back suddenly arched sharply off the bed. Her eyes rolled back, and a broken, blissful smile spread across as she was waiting to be get eaten by him whole day.

Her pussy clenched hard around his fingers before she started gushing, squirting her juices all over his mouth and chin. Her red hair stuck messily to her sweaty face as her body shook violently beneath him.

"Ahhhhhh~... fuuuuck~... I’m cumming~... Yessss~!" she screamed, her voice raw and desperate.

Her legs finally unclamped from around his head and fell limply onto the bed. Her chest rose and fell heavily as she tried to catch her breath, her expression still dazed and satisfied.

Mu Chen slowly pulled back, his face glistening with her juices. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before crawling up her body and hovering over her, looking down at her wrecked, smiling face.

He moved up and captured her lips in a deep kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth so she could taste her own cum on his tongue. Jean moaned softly into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with raw hunger.

While their tongues slid together messily, Mu Chen’s hands moved to her heavy breasts. He grabbed them firmly, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh before pinching her stiff nipples between his fingers.

Jean moaned louder into his mouth and slid her hands into his hair, gripping tightly as she pushed her chest up, feeding more of her tits into his hands.

They finally broke the kiss, both breathing heavily.