Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Clingy Jean Grey Half R-18

Mu Chen and Jean’s mouths moved together lazily, lips parting as their tongues met in a gentle, unhurried slide. Jean sighed softly into the kiss, her hands still cradling his face as she kissed him back with slow, tender strokes of her tongue.

When their lips finally parted, Jean didn’t pull away. Instead, she shifted and melted against him, sliding up until she was lying fully on top of his body.

Her face found its way into the crook of his neck, her warm breath brushing against his skin as her body settled over his like she had no intention of moving anytime soon.

"Mmmphh~... don’t move yet... I’m still shaking..." Jean mumbled against his neck, her voice hoarse and slightly slurred with exhaustion.

Mu Chen’s hand moved slowly along her back, stroking her in long, soothing motions. "I’m not going anywhere. Just breathing."

Jean nuzzled deeper into his neck; her arms loosely wrapped around him as her body stayed draped over his. "Good... ’cause I don’t want you to... ahh~... my legs still feel weak..."

A quiet chuckle rumbled in his chest. His fingers traced lazy, feather-light patterns along her spine. "You came so hard you’re still twitching. I can feel it."

Jean let out a soft whimper against his skin, her face heating up. "Stop saying that... you’re making me embarrassed... but also... mmm~... don’t stop saying it either..."

Mu Chen pressed a slow kiss to the top of her head, his lips lingering there. "You’re so clingy after you cum. It’s cute."

She tightened her arms around him in response, her voice muffled against his neck. "Mmm... I just... don’t want you to pull away yet... feels too good like this..."

His fingers gently combed through her messy red hair. "I’m not pulling away. Relax."

Jean let out a small, needy whine the moment he shifted his arm even slightly. "Ahh~... don’t move... I like feeling your heartbeat like this..."

Mu Chen settled back down without complaint, keeping her exactly where she was. "Alright, alright. I’ll stay still."

For a while, she stayed quiet, simply breathing him in. Then her lips began to move again — slow, lazy kisses pressed along his neck and collarbone, her mouth warm and soft against his skin.

"...Your skin still tastes a little like me..." she murmured between kisses, her voice low and content.

Mu Chen let out a low, amused hum as her lips continued their slow path along his neck. His hand kept moving gently through her messy red hair while the other rested on her lower back.

"Yeah?" he murmured, his voice low and slightly teasing. "You made quite a mess on me."

Jean immediately hid her face deeper into his neck, her voice coming out small but carrying a playful tone.

"Don’t tease..." she mumbled, her breath warm against his skin. "I couldn’t help it, you always make me loose myself, when I am with you."

Mu Chen’s free hand slowly slid down to stroke her bare thigh in long, soothing motions, his fingers tracing lazy patterns over her skin.

"I know," he said quietly. "You were squeezing me like you didn’t want to let go."

Jean let out a soft, shaky breath against his neck, her arms tightening around him as she pressed herself even closer.

"...I didn’t," she whispered. "Still don’t..."

Mu Chen tilted his head slightly and pressed a slow kiss to her temple, his lips lingering there for a moment.

"Greedy little thing," he said, though his tone was gentle rather than mocking.

Jean let out a quiet whimper and nuzzled further into his neck, her body melting even more heavily over his.

"Mmm~... only with you..." she breathed, her voice soft and honest. "I get like this only with you..."

Mu Chen’s hand moved back up to gently rub her lower back in slow, comforting circles.

"I know," he said. "That’s why I’m not going anywhere."

Jean stayed quiet for a few seconds, simply breathing against his skin. Her voice came out even softer when she finally spoke again, almost sleepy but still clinging to him tightly.

"...Promise?" she asked, her fingers lightly gripping his shoulder. "Even if I fall asleep like this?"

Mu Chen pressed another slow, warm kiss into her messy hair, his hand continuing its gentle motion along her back.

"Promise," he murmured against her hair. "I’ll stay right here."

Jean stayed quiet for a few seconds, simply breathing against his neck. Then she slowly lifted her head just enough to look at him, her eyes still glassy. She shifted her hips slightly, unconsciously rubbing her bare, sensitive cunt against his lower stomach.

"My pussy feels so empty now~..." she whispered, her voice turning filthy.

Mu Chen smirked and gave her ass another squeeze, spreading her cheeks slightly with his fingers.

"Already missing my cock?" he teased, his voice low. "You came so hard you squirted all over the sheets, and your legs are stilling feeling like jelly."

Jean let out a soft, embarrassed moan and nuzzled deeper into his neck.

"Mmmphhh~... don’t say it like that..." she whined, but her hips kept moving slowly, rubbing her wet folds against his skin. "It’s your fault... you fucked me this good..."

Mu Chen’s hand moved from her ass to between her legs. His fingers found her clit and started rubbing it in slow, lazy circles.

Jean’s breath hitched sharply.

"Ahhhh... Uhhhhn..." she moaned against his neck, her thighs twitching.

He kept rubbing her clit gently while his other hand moved up to cup one of her breasts, thumb brushing over her nipple.

"You’re already getting wet again," he murmured, pinching her nipple lightly. "Your body really doesn’t know how to behave, does it?"

Jean let out a shaky moan and lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes were darker now, filled with fresh need. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, tugging gently as she leaned down and bit his lower lip.

"Mmmph~... because you keep teasing it..." she whispered against his mouth.

"Oh, yes?" Mu Chen teased, raising an eyebrow as he continued lazily circling her clit with his fingers.

Jean kissed him again, slower this time, sucking on his tongue before pulling back just enough to speak. Her voice came out breathy and desperate.

"Ahhh~... I still want more..." she moaned softly, her hips grinding down against his hand. "I want your cock again... deep inside me... I want you to fill me up until it leaks more out of it~..."

"Looks like..." Mu Chen’s muttered as his fingers pressed a little harder against her clit, rubbing faster. "You’re getting more worked up, knowing we are doing it, when your husband is sleeping behind us."

Jean let out a filthy little moan and bit his jaw lightly.

"I know~..." she whispered, her voice dripping with lust. "It makes me even wetter... knowing he’s right there while I’m begging you to fuck me again..."

She reached down between them and wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking it slowly as she looked into his eyes.

"Fuck... Jean," Mu Chen grip on her ass tightened.

Jean gave him a small, wicked smile, her hips still moving slowly as she coated his cock with her wetness. She leaned down and kissed him again, slower but deeper this time, her tongue sliding into his mouth as she kept moving her hands over his cock between them.

"Ahh~... Look at you... getting hard again so fast..." she whispered, breaking the kiss and biting his lower lip as she rubbed her clit against the head of his cock. "You want to fuck me again too, don’t you?"

"That’s surely, I want to do. But are you sure, you can take it more?" Mu Chen his cock now fully hard and throbbing against her slick pussy.

"Yes, please baby... fuck me again... right here... while he sleeps next to us... I want you to use me until I can’t walk tomorrow," Jean said, her voice soft but filthy as she kissed the corner of his mouth, then his jaw.

Mu Chen grabbed her hips with both hands and flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion, settling between her legs again. His cock pressed against her entrance, already slick with their mixed cum.

"Fine," he said, his voice rough. "But this time, I’m not stopping until you’re crying."

Jean’s eyes lit up with pure lust. She immediately wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as she grabbed his face with both hands and dragged him down into a deep, filthy kiss.

"Mmmphhh~... yes~..." she moaned into his mouth. "Do it... fuck your married slut again~..."

Mu Chen didn’t waste another second.

The moment those filthy words left Jean’s mouth, he grabbed her thighs, spread them wide, and slammed his cock into her in one brutal thrust. Jean’s back arched violently off the bed as her pussy was suddenly stretched wide open around his thick length.

"Ahhhhhh~... fuuuuck~!" she cried out, her voice breaking.

Mu Chen didn’t give her time to adjust. He started fucking her hard and deep right away, his hips snapping forward with rough, powerful thrusts. The wet, filthy sound of his cock pounding into her cum-filled pussy filled the room with every stroke.

Jean’s hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she moaned loudly beneath him.

"Ahhh~... ahhh~... so deep~... fuck~... you are choking me on your cock~!" she gasped, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.

"You are still tight, even after I just filled you up." Mu Chen tightened his grip on her wrist, the redhead kept her thighs spread open as he hammered into her without mercy.

Every thrust was deep and brutal, the head of his cock slamming against her cervix.

Jean’s eyes were already starting to roll back. She looked completely lost in pleasure as he fucked her like he was trying to break her.

"Ahhh~... yes~... yes~... use me~..." she moaned shamelessly, her voice loud and desperate. "Keep pounding me harder... deeper~... I want it~... I want your cock ruining me~..."

Mu Chen grabbed her breasts, squeezing them roughly as he leaned down and bit her nipple hard. Jean let out a sharp cry, her back arching as her pussy clenched tightly around him.

He didn’t slow down. If anything, he fucked her even harder, his hips slamming into her with loud, wet slaps. The bed creaked beneath them, and Jean’s moans were getting louder and more broken with every thrust.

"Ahhh~... ahhh~... Mu Chen~... just like that~... Oh God... I can feel you in my stomach~!" she cried out, her voice trembling.

Mu Chen grabbed her by the throat with one hand — not choking her, but holding her firmly in place as he looked down at her wrecked face.

"You wanted this," he growled, pounding into her relentlessly. "Begging me to fuck you again while your husband sleeps right next to us... You looks like depraved slut now, Jean."

Jean’s pussy clenched violently around his cock at his words. A broken, lust-drunk smile appeared on her face as she looked up at him.

"Ahhh~... yes~... I am~..." she moaned, her voice dripping with depravity. "I’m your bitch~... your cheating married slut~... keep fucking me~... don’t stop~... ruin my pussy~..."

Mu Chen let out a low, dark groan and suddenly flipped her over onto her stomach. He yanked her hips up and slammed back inside her from behind, fucking her even harder in this new position. One hand gripped her ass tightly while the other pushed her face down into the pillow.

Jean’s muffled screams of pleasure filled the room as he railed her from behind without any mercy. His cock slamming deep into her womb with every thrust while Scott remained completely unaware, sleeping peacefully right beside them.