Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Jean Grey’s Invitation for Dinner

After two hours of relentless fucking, the room was filled with the heavy scent of sex. The sheets were completely ruined — soaked with sweat and cum, tangled beneath their bodies.

Mu Chen lay on top of Emma, their sweaty skin pressed together as he lazily played with her breasts. His mouth was on her chest, sucking and teasing one of her stiff nipples while his hand massaged the other.

Emma’s fingers were tangled in his hair, her body still sensitive and flushed.

"You’re still so warm... and sensitive," Mu Chen murmured against her skin, his voice low and rough.

"Mmmhh~... of course I am," Emma let out a soft, breathy moan as he sucked her nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue against it. "You were so rough with me in the later rounds... it’s still tingling."

Mu Chen chuckled quietly. He released her nipple with a wet pop and moved to the other one, gently biting it before soothing it with his tongue.

"You were the one who kept begging me for one more round," he said, his hand sliding down to squeeze her ass.

Emma’s back arched slightly as she pushed her chest more into his mouth. Her fingers tightened in his hair.

"Ahhh~... because it felt too good to stop~... mmm~... I love it when you lose control like that with me," she whispered, her voice husky and satisfied.

Mu Chen squeezed both of her breasts together and dragged his tongue slowly through her cleavage, licking up the thin layer of sweat on her skin.

"You bring that side out of me," he said against her chest before capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss.

Emma moaned softly into his mouth as their tongues met, the kiss turning lazy and sensual. He gently bit her lower lip before sucking on it.

And then, Mu Chen’s phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand, breaking the quiet intimacy of the moment.

He reached over to the nightstand and picked up his phone. A small smirk appeared on his face as he read the message. Emma, who was still lying beneath him, noticed the change in his expression.

"Anything interesting?" she asked, raising an eyebrow with a teasing smile.

"Jean," Mu Chen replied casually. "She’s asking me to come over for dinner at 9:00 pm."

Emma let out a soft, amused laugh. "That’s quite bold of her, if Scott is at home. How did she even convince him?"

Mu Chen didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he typed a quick message to Jean asking for clarification. A few seconds later, her reply came in.

"She told Scott that my reality-bending powers are too dangerous if they go unchecked," Mu Chen said, reading the message. "So, she wants me to come over for dinner... and then do a psychological evaluation to check my current state of mind."

Emma couldn’t help but laugh at that. Mu Chen shook his head with a small chuckle of his own.

Mu Chen typed back to Jean. "That’s a good excuse... I will be there, my firebird. But you better keep your holes wet for me."

Jean replied almost instantly. "I’m always horny for you, baby. But this time, I want you to fuck me in my house without using your powers to hide from Scott. I want the thrill, this time."

Mu Chen read the message out loud to Emma. She let out a low chuckle.

"She’s getting kinky now," Emma said with a playful smirk.

Mu Chen looked at her and smirked back. "Just like you and Sue."

Hearing this, Emma blushed as memories surfaced. She remembered how she used to use medical inspections as an excuse to fuck him in the lab, and how she would give him lap dances before getting fucked.

As for Sue Storm, she loved doing roleplay with him. One time she became his mommy, another time she begged him to fuck her on Reed’s lab table. And today, she had led Mu Chen straight to her marital bed by holding his cock in her hand, before having sex with him there.

Emma looked at him curiously and asked. "So... what are you going to do?"

Mu Chen glanced back at her, a confident smirk still lingering on his face.

...

Grey-Summer residence.

A gorgeous red-haired woman stood in the kitchen. She was dressed in simple clothes — a thin top and pajama pants — but even those casual garments couldn’t hide her curvaceous figure.

The thin fabric of her top clung tightly to her heavy breasts, clearly outlining their full, round shape and the soft press of her nipples against the material. Her pajama pants hugged her wide hips and thick thighs, stretching over the plump, juicy curve of her ass with every small movement she made.

She was Jean, who had finished texting Mu Chen, and the reality of what she had asked for was finally sinking in. She wanted him to fuck her here — in her own house, with Scott somewhere nearby. No powers to hide them. No safety net. Just raw, risky thrill.

Jean bit her lower lip, feeling a warm pulse between her legs at the thought.

"It’s still half an hour before he arrives. I should start preparing dinner," she said to herself. She felt a quiet thrill — both at the thought of cooking for her lover and wondering what trick he would use to fuck her later.

Her nipples had already tightened against the thin fabric of her top, and a slow, familiar heat was beginning to pool between her thighs.