Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Jean Grey’s Kinky Desires R18 (2)

"That your husband, Scott won’t question you if you show up a bit late, will he?" Mu Chen whispered against her lips, his hands sliding under her clothes to feel the warmth of her skin.

The way Mu Chen mentioned Scott made her shiver with a powerful, dizzying thrill. Her body tensed, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, a wave of guilty excitement washed over her — a dangerous, intoxicating rush that came from knowing exactly how wrong this was... and how willingly she was giving in to it.

"I’ll find an excuse," Jean said hotly, biting her lip as her hands pressed against his chest.

She knew it was wrong. Deep down, she knew it was terribly wrong. But she couldn’t bring herself to care anymore.

The growing, throbbing curiosity inside her was far stronger than her guilt. She had never felt anything like this before, and she couldn’t have been more eager to know what more filthy things are awaiting for her.

Then, Jean did something that even surprised herself. With slightly trembling hands, she reached down and began undoing his pants, her eyes locked with his. There was no going back now.

She had already crossed the line, and rather than letting her doubts pull her away, she chose to keep going — to take what she wanted.

Mu Chen’s grip on her only grew more confident. His hands roamed over her bare skin with the same hunger he had shown while she was still clothed, his fingers caressing her soft, sensitive body with a kind of eager appreciation she had been missing for far too long.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t loved — but what Mu Chen gave her, the way he touched her like he craved every inch of her, was something she had been aching for without even realizing it.

Then he took her breasts in his hands, and Jean nearly collapsed to her knees in surprise. Her ample bosom had never been touched like Mu Chen touched her now, and she wasn’t even remotely ready for how good it felt.

"Ahhn~..." she gasped, her body instinctively leaning into his touch.

"Your boobs are so full... so soft," Mu Chen murmured against her lips, giving her soft, heavy breasts another slow, appreciative squeeze.

Jean’s face flushed deep red. She bit her lip, clearly embarrassed, but the way her body pressed forward betrayed how much she liked hearing it.

"Then keep touching them, Mu Chen," She spoke in small voice, as she looked at him with shy and lust filled eyes.

"Mmmhh~... ahh~..." Her back arched as he began to knead her breasts, his thumbs brushing and circling her stiff nipples. Every squeeze and flick of his fingers sent sparks through her, and she couldn’t stop the soft, breathy sounds spilling from her lips.

"Ahhn~... Mu Chen..." Jean moaned, her voice trembling as he played with her nipples, rolling and pinching them gently.

She leaned forward, forward and shoving greedily against his lips again, forcing kisses upon him as she pressed forward, hand reaching down to finally take the leap she had been waiting for.

She grabbed hold of Mu Chen’s cock, not even bothering to look at it, and suddenly feeling his size in her grasp. So big, so hard, so ready to blow her mind.

The powerful telepath gasped into his lips, hands fumbling about his cock and taking hold of it quickly, translating her frustration and the need she felt taking hold of her to just start stroking it.

"Impressive, no?" Mu Chen purred into her lips, and Jean only offered up a sweet moan of agreement, shivering as she accepted his insanity. Her quick, eager strokes felt rapid and intense, as she began to jerk him off feverishly.

"It’s okay, you can admit that it’s a nice cock. It’s about to go inside of you needy married cunt. Saying it won’t make this any worse."

"Your cock is so big," Jean groaned, accepting his teasing and the pressure inside of her, wanting to just give in to the pleasure that took hold of her.

She couldn’t deny it, and she refused to shy away from the admission, quickly jerking him off as she gave herself up with growing desperation to the pleasure gripping her.

This was wrong, but in ways that she just wanted more of, body trembling as she opened her body to the pleasure and accepted it all upon her.

Back and forth she rocked, a moaning, needy, quivering mess unable to hold back the growing hunters taking her on.

"I need it inside of me, Mu Chen," Jean breathed, her voice thick with need.

"I can’t wait anymore either," Mu Chen growled. He pushed her back against the wall and kissed her hard, claiming her mouth as she tightened her grip on his cock. Her strokes slowed as she guided him toward her entrance, her hand trembling with anticipation. With one firm thrust, he sank deep inside her.

"Ahhn~!" Jean gasped sharply against his lips, her body jolting as his thick cock stretched her open. The kiss turned hotter, messier, as she clung to him desperately, her fingers digging into his chest and hips.

Mu Chen groaned into the kiss, burying himself to the hilt. He pulled back just enough to look at her flushed face and asked in a low, husky voice,

"Well? How does it feel?"

Jean’s eyes were hazy with pleasure. She could barely think straight — her back pressed against the wall, her body impaled on his cock. She had never been fucked like this before. Never been taken so roughly, so possessively.

"Uhhhh mmmnnhhh Mu Chen," Jean moaned into his lips, dizzy as the strong, sweet embrace of his kiss kept her helpless.

Her legs trembled as she wrapped them tighter around him, completely surrendering to the overwhelming sensation of being fucked with such passion. Also there was nothing quite as exciting or intoxicating as being taken like this. The more she felt pressure, the more she craved for ruination.

"Keep going, baby..." she moaned, her voice breaking as her walls fluttered around him. "Mu Chen please keep fucking my married cunt just like that, ruin it with your thick cock. Don’t hold back, I can take it."

Mu Chen’s hips slammed forward with raw, aggressive force, pinning Jean harder against the wall with every deep, punishing thrust.

He didn’t hold back — one hand gripped her ass tightly while the other roamed greedily over her body, squeezing her breasts and pulling her closer as he fucked her with unrestrained hunger.

This wasn’t lovemaking. This was something primal, something rough and overwhelming, and he wanted her to feel every inch of it.

Jean moaned loudly into his mouth, her body trembling as his thick cock stretched and filled her again and again. The force of his thrusts made her back press firmly against the wall, and every time he bottomed out inside her, a broken cry escaped her lips.

"Uhh Oh yesss baby~...!" she moaned, her voice shaky and desperate. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she clung to him, her body completely surrendering to the rough treatment she had never experienced before.

Mu Chen broke the kiss just enough to growl against her lips, "This is what you’ve been missing. Scott never fucked you like this, did he?"

His hips snapped forward harder, driving his cock deep into her soaked pussy.

Jean’s eyes fluttered shut as a wave of guilty pleasure crashed through her. She shook her head weakly, her voice coming out in breathless, broken moans.

"N-no... he never... ahhn~... he never fucked me like this..." she admitted, her walls clenching tightly around him. "You’re so much deeper... so much rougher... Mu Chen~...!"

She was losing herself completely. The way he was taking her — hard, possessive, and unrelenting — was driving her insane. Her nails dug into his back as she moaned louder, her body rocking against the wall with every powerful thrust.

"Your cock feels ao amazing inside my needy cunt, I need more of you. Please Mu Chen, fuck me like woman I am..." she begged, her voice cracking with need.

Mu Chen groaned at her words, his grip on her tightening as he drove into her even faster, the wet sounds of their bodies filling the room.

"Good girl," he growled against her neck, biting down gently before sucking on her skin. "Now, I want to hear his name. Say it loud and clear."

During her earlier request when Jean had asked him to seal her memories of him, she had specifically wanted to experience the guilt and excitement again.

Mu Chen was giving her exactly that. He wanted her to feel it — the raw, dizzying thrill of being taken by someone who wasn’t her husband.

The way she trembled against him, the way her body responded so eagerly to how wrong this was, only proved how much the fact that she was cheating on Scott was feeding her pleasure.

The shuddering, writhing, throbbing bliss of getting fucked by another man, being used and taken while he taunted her with the fact that he wasn’t Scott, made for some of the most utterly intoxicating pleasure that Jean had ever felt, trembling hotly under his touch and under the growing sense of need gripping her.

All of the throbbing, white hot bliss that held onto Jean became too much to handle, as her head rolled back and her fingers tightened against his touch. Against his pressure. The big cock and the firm thrusts, the hard and unyielding wall behind her, the dizzying thrill of being so completely overwhelmed... It was just too much for Jean.

She was on the receiving end now of pleasures too molten and intense to be able to handle, and she had no idea what to do with herself as she succumbed into the throes of surrender and ecstasy, burning up with want as she let herself go. Better to give into it; she was in too deep to hold back.

"Ahhhh Fuckkkk!!! Ohhhh Goddd.... You’re so much better than Scott!" Jean gasped. She came as she said it, the shame and excitement of betraying the man she loved and selling him out like this driving her over the edge.

"Ahhhh...yess.. I’ve never cummed so hard before! This is the sex I crave, so please, cum inside of me!" She begged desperately, her inner walls clamped down desperately around Mu Chen’s cock.

Mu Chen groaned deeply as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. His cock throbbed hard, pulsing as he came.

"Ughhh... Jean, take it," he growled, his voice rough and strained as thick ropes of hot cum flooded her pussy.

Jean gasped sharply against his lips, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt every spurt of his release filling her up. The heat of it spread deep inside her, and her body responded instantly — her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling him closer as she kissed him hungrily, moaning into his mouth.

Her legs trembled around his waist, toes curling tightly as the overwhelming sensation pushed her over the edge once again. Her pussy clenched and fluttered around his cock, milking him for every drop while her body shook in his arms.

When they finally broke the kiss, Jean was still breathing heavily, her forehead resting against his.