Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Nasty Jean Grey R18 (2)

"You are one hell of evil woman Jean, you know that?" he growled, his voice low and rough as he set her down right at the edge of the pool table and stepped between her legs, caging her in.

Jean tilted her head, looking up at him with a wicked little smirk. Her fingers playfully toyed with the collar of his shirt as she replied, "I learned from this guy who’s supposed to be the best at what he does."

Mu Chen’s eyes darkened. He pressed closer, forcing her to lean back slightly against the table as he growled, "It’s not nice to tease your man like that."

"Well, it’s not nice to tease your woman like that either." Jean said, her voice dropping into a sultry tone, she tugged lightly on his collar, pulling him even closer. "I seem to remember being left hanging this morning... all worked up with no release. That wasn’t very fair, was it?"

Her thighs brushed against his hips as she spoke, and there was a clear challenge in her eyes — along with a heavy dose of lust. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she wasn’t backing down.

"What, you’re allowed to do it and I’m not?" she goaded him.

His hands trailed slowly along the hem of her miniskirt, fingers brushing against her bare thighs. The light touch made her breath catch in her throat.

"I am the one in charge here," he said, his voice low and firm.

Jean let out a soft, teasing laugh.

"Oh really?" she purred. She brought both hands up to her breasts, trailing her fingers slowly over the curves as she looked at him. "I seem to recall being pretty firmly in charge just a few minutes earlier."

Mu Chen’s eyes darkened as he watched her. She took her time unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time, letting the fabric slowly part and reveal more of her smooth skin.

When the last button came undone, she let the shirt slip off her shoulders and fall down her arms, leaving her in just her bra.

"And it looks like I’m in charge right now," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction.

Mu Chen’s breathing had grown heavier, and the bulge in his pants was now very obvious.

Jean smirked at the sight. Hooking her thumbs under the straps of her bra, she slowly tugged them down her arms, then peeled the cups down until her stiff nipples were fully exposed.

"Okay... so if you’re in charge," Mu Chen said as he licked his lips, eyes locked on her bare breasts, "what do you want me to do?"

A wicked little smile curved Jean’s lip. She leaned in slightly and said in a low, commanding tone, "Talk dirty to me, Mu Chen. Tell me what you’re going to do to me... and then do it."

"Hm. I get to choose what I’m going to do?" Mu Chen said, his gaze burning into hers. A slow, hungry smirk spread across his face as he stepped closer.

"I think I feel like eating your cunt," he murmured. "I’m going to get down on my knees and lick that clit, my married slut."

Jean felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. Her pussy throbbed harder, and she felt herself growing even wetter.

"Okay, then do it," the sultry red-haired woman replied, her breathing growing heavier.

Mu Chen smiled and yanked her skirt up, bunching it around her waist. Jean shifted back against the desk and lifted one leg, resting her knee over his shoulder, opening herself up for him.

"God, I love it when you do that," he breathed, his eyes dark with hunger as he looked at her exposed pussy. "Spreading yourself for me like this... I love seeing how wet and swollen you get for me."

Jean moaned softly, her breath catching when his fingers slid over her mound, gently parting her folds to expose her clit.

"You’re really worked up, aren’t you, baby?" he purred, circling her swollen clit with his thumb. "Look at this pretty little clit... so sensitive and ready for my tongue."

"Then stop talking and use it already," Jean gasped, her voice strained with need.

Mu Chen chuckled, the low sound vibrating against her skin.

"Impatient little minx," he murmured, before leaning in and flicking the tip of his tongue over her clit.

Jean jerked with a sharp moan, her hips pushing forward instinctively, but he pulled back with a smirk.

"I think you’re enjoying this a little too much," he teased, rubbing her clit slowly with his finger.

"Please..." she whimpered, trying to pull him closer with the leg hooked over his shoulder.

"Please what?"

"Please make me cum," she begged, her voice cracking with desperation.

"Not yet," Mu Chen’s eyes gleamed as he replied. "I’m going to get you nice and messy first... then I’m going to bend you over this table and fuck you until you can’t think straight."

Mu Chen slipped his two fingers into her soaked pussy while his tongue returned to her clit. He buried his fingers deep inside her, curling them just right to stroke that sensitive spot while his tongue worked her clit in slow, firm circles.

He sucked on the swollen nub, flicking his tongue rapidly over it before licking long, flat strokes up her slit.

"Ahhn~... fuuuuck~... Mu Chen~..." Jean moaned loudly, her head falling back as her hips rocked against his mouth. Her fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him closer. "Just like that, baby... don’t stop~... your tongue feels so fucking good on my clit~..."

The sultry red-haired woman gripped the edge of the table as his fingers curled inside her and his tongue worked her clit with expert precision. Her body was already trembling, her pussy clenching greedily around his fingers.

She loved the way he used his mouth and hands together — the way he knew exactly how to drive her insane.

"Fuck you taste so delicious," Mu Chen groaned against her pussy, the vibration making her thighs tremble around his head. He sucked her clit harder while pumping his fingers faster.

Jean’s moans grew louder and more desperate, her voice trembling with need. "Mmmhh~... ahhh~... I’m getting close~... don’t stop, please~... I’m so close~..."

Her thighs tensed hard around his head as the powerful telepath felt herself spiraling, her mind going hazy from the overwhelming pleasure. But just as she was about to fall over the edge, that little rascal stopped again.

Jean let out a frustrated whine, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Mu Chen..."

"Whining gets you nowhere, darling," Mu Chen said calmly as he sat back on his heels, looking up at her with a smug expression.

Jean’s cunt was throbbing desperately, aching to be filled and devoured again. "What will get me somewhere?" she asked breathlessly, her voice dripping with frustration and lust.

Mu Chen bit his bottom lip, pretending to think for a moment. "Well... you could spread your legs and play with your tits while I finger you, my needy girl."

Suppressing another whimper, Jean climbed onto the table and leaned back. She rested her heels on the edge, spreading her legs wide open for him. Her hands slowly moved up to her breasts, fingers circling her stiff nipples as she watched him pull his pants and boxers down.

Mu Chen stepped closer. One hand slid between her spread thighs, fingers gliding over her slick, swollen slit while his other hand wrapped around his hard cock, slowly stroking himself. "C’mon, baby... pinch your nipples."

Smiling wickedly, Jean cupped her breasts and arched her back slightly, rolling her nipples between her fingers. "What, you don’t like it when I tease you?" she said softly, her voice laced with mischief. "I’m not supposed to tease? The little perverted guy doesn’t like being teased?"

Mu Chen answered by suddenly shoving three fingers deep inside her, curling them to hit her g-spot while his thumb rubbed firm circles over her clit. At the same time, he rubbed his thumb over the head of his cock, smearing precum as he stroked himself.

"Ohhhh God~... Fuck~! Fuck~! Yes~!" Jean cried out loudly, her hips bucking wildly against his hand. Fresh juices gushed out of her cunt, dripping down to her ass crack.

Her legs spread even wider in a shameless V as she pinched and tugged on her sensitive nipples, making them red and aching.

Mu Chen kept wrecking her pussy with his fingers, pumping them knuckle-deep with rough, relentless thrusts. His digits were soaked in her juices as her pussy clenched greedily around them, dripping and throbbing while she moaned brokenly, completely lost in the overwhelming pleasure he was giving her.

"Uhhhh~... Mu Chen~... just fuck me now," Jean begged, her voice cracking with need. "I want your big hard cock inside me~..."

Mu Chen was rock hard, his cock throbbing painfully at the sight in front of him — the respected red-haired married woman, skirt bunched up around her waist, completely naked otherwise, desperately groping her own tits while his fingers fucked her dripping cunt.

"Turn around," he growled, finding too hard to hold back now. "I’m going to fuck this cheating pussy from behind."

Shivering, Jean hurriedly complied, she quickly got down, turned around, and bent over the pool table.

She arched her back deeply, pushing her big, round ass out toward him in clear invitation. Her skirt was still bunched around her waist, leaving her completely exposed.

Mu Chen stepped in close behind her, rubbing the thick head of his cock along her soaked folds. He grabbed her plump ass with both hands, squeezing the soft flesh hard, fingers sinking into her cheeks as he spread her open. He could never get enough of this feeling.

"You love this, don’t you, Dr. Jean Grey?" he rumbled, his voice low and rough as one hand slid up her back. "All helpless and at my mercy... I could do anything to you. Anything I want."

He pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, teasing her.

"Yes, I love it, Mu Chen~..." Jean moaned, pushing her ass back against him. "Now, don’t tease me... baby, just fuck me. Fuck this cheating cunt of Scott’s wife hard~..."