Festival of X

Festival of X

Chapter 10: Coming Along

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Temple Roof

‘Sex is such an invigorating experience. With rituals like this, I’m surprised such a basic aspect of nature isn’t celebrated more often. Everyone is taking to it with such enthusiasm...in more ways than one. Nature is a beautiful thing. In some ways it’s a shame that we need a ritual to appreciate it’s grandeur.’

Ororo Munroe never needed incentive to embrace the simple pleasures of nature. Her powers gave her a special connection with nature and sometimes that connection went beyond the winds. She had always been comfortable with her body and her sexuality. It was actually somewhat jarring when she first arrived in America and found out how prudish people were. She still hadn’t forgotten the look on Jean Grey’s face when she went swimming naked. As she grew into the X-men, she adapted her proclivities to a more sensible level. However, she always found time to step back from such sensibilities and exercise her connection with nature.

Having enjoyed her fair share of sex since the ritual began, Ororo decided to take a break. She had heard from Roberto that the roof was a nice place to take in some fresh air. He was proven right the moment she stepped out onto the roof. The topical sun was beating down on the polished marble and limestone that made up most of the temple. Some light breezes swept over the roof, which felt great on her nude body. After soaking up the warmth of the sun for a bit, she summoned some light rain clouds overhead and created a steady downpour over her mocha colored skin. Closing her eyes, she allowed the soft droplets to soak her from head to toe. It was very refreshing, helping to re-energize her in a way that the wine could not match. Some energy just had to be fueled by the forces of nature.

“You know, this place does have showers,” came a humored voice from the rooftop entrance, “You don’t have to go through the trouble of tweaking this tropical weather.”

“You’re right. I don’t have to,” said Ororo, keeping her eyes closed since she recognized the voice.

“But you clearly want to. And whatever you’re reasons may be, they’re clearly working. You wouldn’t look so enchanting if it didn’t.”

Ororo smiled as she felt a new presence approach. Only so many men would point out the logistics of standing naked in the rain in a hot tropical climate. Scott Summers was one of them. He had a very tactical mind that was guided by logistics. Even in rituals celebrating nature, he approached it with the same focus that made him such an effective field leader. That effectiveness was part of what earned him so much respect. For Ororo, however, that respect was earned in a very different manner.

“Did you just come up here to stare, Scott? I expect even your personal missions to be more ambitious than that,” said Ororo as she increased the rainfall a bit.

“As if watching an African goddess stand naked in the rain isn’t a noble endeavor?” he quipped, “I only wish it was that simple. Roberto told me you might be up here.”

“So you’ve were looking for me. Should I be interested in the reason?”

“You don’t have to be. We could just stand here in silence until the wine kicks in. There are a number of mini-beds nearby. I think Roberto and Tabitha used one of them.”

“You’re right. I don’t have to. But I want to,” said Ororo, playing off the same sentiment from earlier.

With the rain still pouring, the former African goddess turned around to confront the X-leader. He stood just outside the circular boundary where the rain was falling. He could feel the light winds swirling around the roof as a result of her weather manipulation. It felt special as it blew over his naked body. It added to Ororo’s presence, which was always imposing in a unique manner regardless of whether she was wearing clothes. That presence emanated from a poise that had always commanded a special kind of respect within the X-men. It didn’t just earn her a role as co-leader. It earned her a special place in the eyes of Scott Summers.

“I remember a time when you once challenged me for leadership over the X-men,” he told her, “It came at a time when I probably needed to be challenged. I hadn’t faced much competition to that point. I often worked under the assumption that I was the leader by default.”

“Do you hold that against me?” she asked in a more serious tone.

“How could I? You earned your place. You didn’t even have to rally anyone around you. You let your actions speak for themselves. It’s a style I could never hope to master. Everyone likes you more than they like me.”

“Your humility would be comical if it weren’t so humble,” said Ororo with a half-grin.

“You could definitely challenge me again and you would have a good chance at winning,” he went on, “Whether you have to or want to is your choice. However, sometimes I wish you would.”

Cyclops stepped into the rainy domain Ororo had formed around her. By now the rain was falling at a fairly moderate pace. He allowed the rain to soak his body just as Ororo had allowed it to soak hers. Yet his poise never faltered. Upon reaching Ororo, who remained still under the proverbial eye of the storm, he reached out and wiped some of the moisture from the side of her face.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this for a while now. I figure we’ll never be as open or as comfortable with each other than during this ritual,” said Scott.

“You know we don’t have to be naked to talk seriously, Scott. I’m your friend more than your co-leader,” Ororo replied.

“That says a lot more about you than it does me. You know better than most that it’s not easy for me to humble myself like this. The pathetic truth is...I actually wished you had challenge me again after my experience with Apocalypse. Moreover, I wished you would have won. You probably could have done a much better job leading the team through that time than I did.”

“Are you trying to humble yourself or flatter me? I can’t quite tell the difference,” she said in a curious tone.

“I’m telling you the truth, Ororo. I get that you were caught up in your own affair. From what I’ve heard, you handled them much better than I handled mine.”

“To be fair, you had to deal with Emma Frost. That woman could strain anyone’s resolve.”

“So you’re not going to hit me with a lightning bolt for what happened with her and Jean?”

“That depends on how humble you intend to be,” she said with a coy grin.

“Then I’ll skip the part where I explain just how messed up I was and all the ways I let it affect my leadership and my marriage. What matters most is what you mean to me and what you mean to this team.”

Scott braved heavier rain as he slipped his arms around the African woman’s waist. He was almost urgent in his embrace, as if he was trying to reinforce this sentiment he was struggling to express. Ororo reached up and wiped some of the rain from his ruby quartz glasses so she could see the faint trace of his eyes. It allowed her to see that this man was being as serious as he was sincere.

“We’re all messed up on some levels. We wouldn’t be X-men if we weren’t,” Scott went on, “Part of what makes us stronger is how we challenge one another to be better when we think we can’t. More than anyone else, you’ve directly challenged me to be a better leader. You’ve done it without even having to fight me, even though I make it tempting at times.”

“Not as much as you might think,” she said with a warm smile, “Your my best friend’s husband and a dedicated warrior. You don’t need to be your own harshest critic.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. That’s a need and not a want. I have to be hard on myself, but that only goes so far when no one pushes me. I look at you, Ororo Munroe, and I see a woman that I would trust to lead and be led by. There are very few people I can say that about. I’m sorry if this comes off as selfish, but I need you to challenge me. Because if I fall into another dark pit, I need someone there to kick my ass before I hurt the people I love again.”

The rain started to ease somewhat as Ororo took in the gravity of Scott’s words. This was a man who always carried himself with such poise around others. He rarely made himself vulnerable. Even Jean didn’t often see this side of him. She knew this because Jean often told her about how difficult this man could be, yet his heart was always in the right place. He was capable of humbling himself while remaining strong.

Ororo couldn’t help but be captivated by such strength in humility. With his arms around her waist, she allowed wet body to lightly press up against his. In the process, she lightly trailed her hands down his shoulders and chest. Her touch along with the gentle rain helped sooth him in this vulnerable moment. She noticed her touch had other effects as well. Even while humble, he was still a man prone to arousal. His manhood started to stiffen and press up against her thigh. It offered an unorthodox yet fitting means of dealing with such needs.

“Although I’m sure there will be quite a line if you succumb to your demons, I’ll make sure I’m first should such measures be necessary,” said Ororo in a friendly yet serious manner.

“Hopefully, they won’t. It’ll just be better for everyone if one of us keeps challenging the other. It’ll make us both better leaders,” Scott reasoned.

“Then I’ll try and get in the habit of pushing your limits, Scott Summers,” she said as her touching became more heated, “Seeing as how we’ve such an appropriate opportunity before us, why not start now?”

“What kind of challenging can we do standing naked on a rooftop?”

“More than you think,” said the African goddess in a seductive tone.

The astute X-leader picked up on the subtext of her words. It didn’t take a growing feeling of lust to see the merit in such a challenge. The way Ororo was pawing his upper body with her hands indicated a sexual energy every bit as strong as the winds she commanded. She was daring him with her gaze to match that strength. Without questioning his ability to do so, he lightly trailed his hands up the curves of her elegant figure. He was quickly taken by the smoothness of her skin and the wet droplets from the rain along the way. When she slowly leaned in and captured his lips in a sensual kiss she to was taken. The challenge between the two leaders was set to begin.

The rain dissipated while winds picked up. Scott and Ororo’s kiss deepened, their lips and tongues swirling with burning intent. Their poise as leaders quickly gave way to a more lustful inclination. Ororo assertively wrapped her arms around his neck and started pulling him towards the nearest mini-bed. It was right next to the same mini-bed that Roberto and Tabitha had utilized earlier. It was apparent from the slight burn mark. Ororo and Scott were prepared to leave some marks of their own. The rain cloud and winds followed them as they reached the mini-bed. By then Scott’s arousal became fully erect and Ororo felt a new kind of moisture between her legs.

“Hmm...so are there any rules to this challenge of yours?” asked Scott as they parted for a moment to catch their breath.

“Always with the rules,” chuckled Ororo with a feline purr, “I’ve always been one to follow the examples set by nature. In the jungle, when an alpha male and alpha female couple they must demonstrate their worth.”

“I thought you said I’ve already proved my worth.”

“In some manners, you have. In others...well, I’m waiting to be convinced.”

Scott grinned and prepared to do plenty of convincing. Now at the mini-bed, he followed his own natural tendencies and kissed her again. With one hand on her thigh and he other on her lower back, he laid her down onto the mini-bed. At this point the rains had stopped and only the swirling winds remained. They added an extra element to this challenge and helped stir more jungle-caliber lust. Within these winds, Scott and Ororo proceeded to fervently make out. Their kissing and touching escalated in conjunction with the winds. Scott made sure to position himself over her in a way that allowed their lips to wrestle while he reached between her legs and fondled the hot folds of her pussy. This evoked some deep purrs of approval from the former weather goddess, helping to communicate her readiness for this most primal of acts.

“Mmm...I take it from your moans that you’re at least partially convinced,” said Scott after briefly pausing their make-out session.

“At least,” she told him, “If you intend to fully convince me, you had best channel the full extent of your mating instinct.”

“You make it sound as though we’re in a nature show,” he said in a humored tone.

“Are you saying you can’t do it?”

“Are you trying to challenge me even more?”

“Only if I know you have what it takes,” said Ororo, the intent of her voice leaving no room for further questions.

Scott matched the sultry look on her face with a manly grin of his own. He could tell from the way the winds were swirling around the sinews of their wet bodies that she wanted his sex. Following the whims of his most basic desires, he allowed his body to sink into her waiting embrace. They briefly resumed their make-out session while they adjusted their bodies, making it so they were now in the center of the mini-bed with Scott hovering over her in just the right way. Following more instinctive inclinations along the way, Ororo parted her legs so Scott could guide his erect manhood towards her wet opening. Sensing Ororo didn’t care for the subtle, gentler brand of sex, he didn’t hesitate. He thrust his hips forward, driving his dick into her pussy. Her inner depths felt as heavenly as her divine poise. Without lingering too much in the initial feelings of penetration, the basic motions of mating took hold.

“Ooh goddess! You’re certainly rising to the challenge, Scott Summers!” moaned Ororo as waves of primal sensations surged through her.

“And I intend to rise higher!” he said intently.

The X-leader went about proving his point, using his knees and feet to provide thrusting power as he worked his hips in a heated sexual rhythm. Ororo kept her thighs nice and wide with her feet planted firmly off to the side. This allowed her to work her hips as well. Each time Scott drove his manhood into her depths, she tensed the muscles of her inner thighs to make for an extra tight feeling. It added extra energy to each motion, heightening the pleasure and the overall feeling.

This basic yet thorough act of mating mixed with the passionate make-out session they began earlier. As their hips moved in primal harmony, they exchanged somewhat less primal gestures in a new wave of kissing and touching. This time they used their tongues more thoroughly. Scott also began rubbing her mocha-colored breasts, which had fairly large nipples that had since become nicely erect. Ororo’s touching became more fervent as a result. She thoroughly explored the sinews of his back and neck, enjoying the feel of his well-toned muscles. The lingering moisture from the rain along with the presence of the winds helped add more feeling to each touch, which in turn added more feeling to their sex.

In the spirit of challenging one another, the two respected X-leaders put a special kind of effort into having sex with one another. Each kiss, touch, and body movement was laced with added intent. Their friendship, both personal and professional, was expressed on a new level. At times they parted their lips, allowing them to gasp and grunt through their sexual motions. Despite such physical exertion, Scott and Ororo often found themselves gazing strongly into each other’s eyes. In some ways more meaning was conveyed through their gaze than through their kissing. In their eyes there was an encouragement if not a longing to make this sexual tryst meaningful.

Whatever meaning Ororo conveyed through her gaze, Scott matched it every step of the way. He demonstrated his stamina and dedication, maintaining his focused humping for a fairly extended period. He kept working his hips and gliding his body against he naked flesh. When they passed the twenty-minute mark, Ororo found it difficult to keep up. He kept pushing the sensations, holding back his climax at times so that she could build hers. She didn’t make it easy for him like she had with others, but as the sensations built up she soon found herself compelled to show some dedication of her own.

“Uh-uh-ohhh god! Storm...I-I’m ready whenever you are! Just-just tell me when you want to cum!” said Scott, panting heavily as he worked to keep the rhythm going.

“Mmm...I’m not quite there yet,” she told him, “But you’ve done you’re part, Scott! Now let me contribute!”

A sharp gust of wind blew between their naked bodies. It forced Scott to stop his thrusting for a moment. It was a creative way to get him to slow down so Ororo could take charge. Hooking her legs around his waist, she threw her arms around him in a powerful embrace of her own and turned him over so that now he was the one lying on his back. His dick never left her pussy through the process. Once repositioned, Ororo rose up so that her nude form was nicely illuminated in the hot tropical sun. Surprised yet taken by her divine grandeur, Scott watched as the African goddess began matching the standards he himself set during his romp.

“Wow...no wonder they called you a goddess,” said Scott in a daze.

“I don’t need to be a goddess to share something like this with such a great man,” Ororo replied.

The African goddess leaned over slightly and offered her fellow X-leader an affectionate gesture as he continued to catch his breath. While he recovered from such exertion, she began rocking her hips. In a smooth yet strong motion, Ororo guided her pussy up and down Scott’s hardened shaft. She altered between bouncing along his length or rocking back and forth, allowing his member to thoroughly stimulate every area within her vagina. She wasn’t as fervent as Scott had been earlier, but she was much more thorough. Through these sexual gyrations, she explored his face and chest muscles with the same intent as she had done with his back. Scott followed her lead, feeling up the sensuous curves of her body and feeling around her breasts. He set a high bar for mating bliss and Ororo was intent on matching or exceeding it.

The winds swirling around their bodies grew steady, forming a cloud-like mist around them. It had a unique soothing effect on their skin, helping to further build the growing sensations. Ororo and Scott had both been holding back their orgasms, conceding immediate gratification for more intense pleasures. It ended up building faster than they expected. At first Ororo sought to match his twenty-plus minutes of humping. She rode him with fervent vigor, leaning back at times to show her flexibility. To Scott, it looked as though she was performing a heavenly dance on top of him. That dance along with all the sexual energy they had expended quickly escalated the feeling. After only ten, it became apparent that holding back their climax wasn’t an option. With this in mind, Ororo came up with a new way to complete this challenge.

“Scott! I-I’m almost ready!” she told him.

“Me too!” he grunted, “Just a-just keep it going a little bit longer!”

“Actually...I’d rather you make me climax another way,” she told him as she steadied her hips, “You’ve shown me you can use your penis. Now show me you can use your head as well!”

Another sharp gust of wind blew over their bodies as Ororo shifted again. She rose up off Scott’s dick and turned her body around so that they were in a 69 position. It surprised Scott at first, but that surprise quickly turned to motivation when he felt Ororo engulf his member in her mouth and start sucking him off with the same vigor she showed while riding him.

“Ohhh Storm! I...I’ll show you!” said the X-leader strongly, “I’ll show you if you show me!”

Following her example, Scott used both hands to part the outer folds of Ororo’s pussy. He fingered her lightly at first to make sure she didn’t lose too much feeling during the transition. Her pussy was still seeping with wet arousal while giving off a thick feminine aroma. Driven by lustful intent, Scott used his tongue to taste and probe her womanly depths. He was vigorous in his efforts to push this woman to her climax, focusing primarily on licking around her clit while using his fingers to stimulate the deeper recesses of her pussy. He could tell how close she was because the winds around them intensified. He was close as well. It was as if the final challenge was to see who could make the other climax first.

It was a challenge that ended in a draw. After only a few minutes of oral teasing, both Ororo and Scott gave each other the orgasms they craved. It wasn’t clear who climaxed first, but they each felt the full effect of their release. Scott ejaculated a generous load of semen, which Ororo willingly swallowed. She continued suckling his member while her pussy spasmed around his fingers, releasing a light load of feminine juices that he also licked up. The pleasure that followed was intense, a result of having built it up in the spirit of pushing one another. The end result was quite satisfying, leaving them both moaning in a daze of ecstasy.

“By the goddess...” gasped Ororo upon releasing his member from her lips.

“Amen to that!” said Scott breathlessly.

“I had no idea you had such a passionate side, Scott.”

“I had no idea jungle sex could be so amazing, so I guess that makes us even.”

Ororo smiled and let out a content sigh as she rolled off Scott and adjusted her body so she could lie down next to him. The winds around them were finally settling. The cloud-like mist was lifted and so was the cloud above it, leaving only clear skies and the hot tropical sun. It was a nice setting for the two X-leaders to relax and soak in the afterglow of this most natural of acts. As Ororo laid next to him, they both looked up at the sky and admired nature’s grandeur.

“So what’s the verdict, Ororo? Did I meet your challenge?” asked Scott casually.

“I never questioned you were a skilled lover, Scott. Jean has never been shy about sharing details about your bedroom skills,” Ororo replied.

“Guess I’ll have to thank her,” he said, “And maybe discuss the limits on what we share with others about our private life.”

“Those details were only secondary,” she went on, “You’re a dedicated man, both in the field and in a woman’s bed. You matched my every erotic gesture. For that, I can only concede that you met my standards to the extent I met yours.”

“Seeing as how you had the weather on your side, I’m okay with that.”

“And if you continue that dedication both in and out of the bedroom, then you won’t have to worry about faltering in the face of darkness. As your friend and co-leader, I’ll be sure to keep you on your toes just in case.”

“I appreciate that, Ororo...in ways even great sex can’t express.”

“You don’t have to express it. When you have the forces of nature on your side, I would hope such sentiment is implied.”

The two co-leaders smiled as they continued to relax under the warmth of the sun. Scott and Ororo each took on a great deal of responsibility in their roles with the X-men. Others looked up to them and expected them to guide them through the many challenges that awaited them. It was reassuring to know that there was always someone to push them in all the right ways. It made them stronger while also making for great sex.

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Massage Den

“You look pretty dang comfy, Noriko. Ah take it you’re ready,” said Sam as he looked over Surge’s nude form.

“Believe me, Sam. I’ve been ready,” she replied, “ I’ve dished out my share of massages to overly horny men. It’s about time I get my turn on the receiving end.”

Surge took deep breaths as she allowed herself to relax on the massage table. The roles had finally been reversed. She had played the part of masseuse and partner in a three-way. She had done more than her share of pampering to others during this ritual thus far. Now it was time for her to be the target of a sensual massage.

Luckily, she didn’t have to look far to find a willing participant. Sam needed little convincing when Surge approached him, asking if he was willing to do this for her. He was still a bit dazed after what he did with Domino in the shower. Being so rough with a woman made him feel a bit distressed. Even if it was the influence of the wine or Domino’s daring persona, it didn’t sit well after it was over. He needed something like this where he could be tender with a woman and Surge offered him the perfect opportunity.

“Thanks again for doing this, Sam. I thought every guy I came across would be too eager to get the same treatment I gave Alex,” said Surge as she rolled over onto her stomach with a towel around her waist.

“Ain’t no problem, Noriko. Ah’m actually glad you asked me to do this,” said Sam as he got ready on his end, mixing a bowl of massage oil as Noriko had instructed.

“Why is that? Do you enjoy getting touchy with Tabitha?”

“She’s a pretty outgoing girl in case you haven’t noticed. Being touchy as you say ain’t too great a stretch.”

“Then I’m confident you know how to give a simple massage. If it’s all the same to you, I’d like it if I don’t have to give too many instructions.”

“Ain’t that why you’re dating David? A fella that can mimic skills must go a long ways if you’re that impatient,” said Sam with a smirk as he finished mixing the oil.

“Forgive me if the wine has left me more needy than usual,” said Surge, rolling her eyes, “We all can’t be versed in those southern manners of yours.”

“My manners ain’t as nice as you think,” he muttered under his breath.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked curiously.

“It means if you wanna be pampered and be impatient about it, you should ask fewer questions.”

Sam wasn’t inclined to tell Surge about his escapades with Domino. She didn’t seem inclined to care either. She shrugged and fell silent, allowing her arms to drape over the edge of the table. Sam gazed over her exposed form, admiring her smooth Asian skin and petite frame. As he started gathering some of the massage oil in his hands, new feelings of lust crept up within him. Unlike before, it was more comfortable. Needing this as much as she did, he applied a nice dab of oil along Surge’s back and began the massage.

“Ahh...that does feel good,” said Surge with a soft purr, “You know, you don’t have to be that gentle, Sam.”

“You’re right. Ah don’t have to,” he told her.

“That was a coded request, by the way.”

“Ah know. Ah’ll get to it,” Sam assured her, “You asked me to do this for you, Noriko. So let me do it my way.”

Surge protested with a light sigh, but didn’t push the issue. Sam clearly had a plan for this massage. He wasn’t going to use the same techniques she used. While he was clearly no expert, he had to have some experience in showing a woman his soothing touch. Tabitha wouldn’t have bragged about how great a lover he was if he didn’t.

The Japanese mutant entrusted herself to Sam’s care. He continued to take it slowly and softly despite her clear desire for something more thorough. Using his fingertips and thumbs, he traced a series of swirling patterns around her back and shoulders with the oil. She proved a bit ticklish at times, shivering a bit by his touch. He made sure she remained comfortable, using his knuckles around her shoulder-blades and rubbing his thumbs over her lower neck. He carefully traversed her entire body, going from her neck down to her feet while working carefully around the towel that covered her butt. As he worked around her thighs and feet, he took his time with each muscle group. It made the massage last a bit longer than she was probably expecting, but it ensured he was extra thorough. It also allowed him to find a few sensitive areas along the way.

“Ooh...that’s a nice spot!” she when he rubbed an area just below her neck.

“Is it tense?” asked Sam.

“No, just a bit...sensitive.”

Encouraged by her response, Sam rubbed a bit harder with his thumbs while using his fingertips to rub around her waist and sides. More responses followed. He finally began to step up his efforts, adding a bit more pressure to his rubbing. He also attempted to multi-task somewhat. With one hand still on her back, he moved the other down to her thighs where he rubbed some muscles just above her knee. He found yet another sensitive area in this domain. When he added some extra pressure to this, he got an unexpected response from Surge. A light spark shot up from her skin, sending a light yet uncomfortable shock through his body.

“Ahh! That’s pretty dang sensitive!” said Sam as he stood back and shook the sting out of his hands.

“Oops! Uh...sorry,” said Surge sheepishly as he rose up slightly from the table, “I probably should’ve warned you about that.”

“Probably,” he muttered, “Is that normal?”

“No, but you wouldn’t be the first one that got shocked. You probably won’t be the last either. I hope it didn’t kill the mood.”

“Nah, that’s okay. Ah can still finish this,” he said, “Just uh...be mindful about certain reflexes.”

“I’ll do my best,” she assured him, “I hope I didn’t kill your boner or anything. It looked like you were getting in the mood.”

“Ain’t nothing that can’t be fixed,” said Sam, blushing a bit upon noticing the shock caused his semi-erect penis to soften.

“Would it help if I ditched the towel and turned over?”

“If you wanna, Ah ain’t gonna stop you.”

Surge smiled lightly, still blushing after this second act of involuntary shock therapy. It seemed she was still a bit overwhelmed by all these sexual experiences. For the sake of her role in this ritual and that of the men bold enough to take her own, she would have to be more mindful.

After the sting wore off, Sam prepared to resume the massage. He gathered up a fresh glob of massage oil in his hands while Surge turned over on the table. She also tossed away the towel covering her waist, exposing her pert B-cup breasts and cleanly shaven pussy. She was still clearly aroused. Her nipples were undersized, but still clearly erect. The outer lips of her labia was also slightly engorged. Seeing her so open and wanting helped get the blood flowing back towards his member.

“I’m ready if you’re brave enough to give me another chance, Sam,” said Surge.

“If Ah wasn’t, Ah wouldn’t be much of an X-man or a gent now would Ah?” he said in a manly tone, “Don’t worry about it, Norkio. If Ah gotta risk a few shocks to give a lady what she wants, Ah’ll take it!”

His manners were as admirable as his bravery. Surge smiled lightly as she watched Sam approach her again. If he was nervous about being shocked again, he didn’t show it. He went right back to work massaging her naked body, dabbing a fresh load of oil around her breasts and rubbing around her the smooth contours of her womanly flesh. He paid extra close attention to her breasts at first, rubbing around her nipples and kneading the fleshy orbs in his hands. This sent relaxing tingles throughout her body, helping her to relax once more. She closed her eyes and entrusted herself to Sam once more, hoping that this time he could just her as well.

Sam was just as soft and slow as before, carefully feeling his way around her upper body before working his way down her womanly frame. This time he used his palms more than his fingertips, working the muscles around her pelvis and thighs with greater care. This helped stir more arousal in her. However, he still avoided touching too close to her pussy. He wanted to save that for later and build the anticipation. It was the technique he often used with Tabitha. She may have enjoyed more energetic lovemaking, but she often favored a more subtle approach when it came to foreplay. While Surge didn’t share Tabitha’s tastes, she definitely responded in the form of erotic moans.

“Am Ah hitting any more sensitive areas?”

“Not yet, but you’re getting closer!” said Surge softly.

“Which is right where Ah need to be for now,” he said intently.

Sam continued to drag out the massage in ways that tested Surge’s patience while adding to her growing arousal. He used up almost the entire bottle of lotion, applying it in an even spread all over her upper body. He kept going up and down from neck to feet, rubbing and palming every muscle he could. He even massaged her toes, which earned a few light chuckles. Even as her arousal escalated, she made sure to enjoy the finer points of this massage. She closed her eyes and let Sam work for as long as he needed to, expecting that he would get to the more sensual aspects of the massage soon enough.

This time there were no shocks, much to Sam’s relief. Surge let him do everything he wanted to do. She clearly needed this, but he needed it as well. Touching a woman like this with such care and tenderness was a nice change-up after his encounter with Domino. Whatever lingering distress he felt about that encounter melted away. In addition, taking his time allowed him to rebuild his own arousal. All this touching combined caused his manhood to stiffen again. He made sure to keep his lustful inclinations in check until he made sure he massaged every part of Surge’s body except one. By the time he used up all the oil, her body glistened in a very erotic manner. At this point even his own patience had reached it’s limits and he was ready to take this massage to the next level.

Upon making sure that Surge’s eyes were still closed, Sam started working his hands up her thighs as had done a few times before. This time, he didn’t avoid her pussy. As as he reached the point where her legs came together, he skillfully slipped his middle finger into her moist folds while draping his thumb up her slit. This caused Surge’s body to react, but without a shock thankfully. The building arousal that she had been so patiently waiting to sate was finally getting some attention. She started shifting on the massage table while letting out light gasps of approval. Sam smiled at her reaction, but all this anticipation had her wanting more.

“Ah think you’ve been patient enough, Noriko,” he told her.

“Mmhmm...” she said, shifting her legs a bit as he slid his finger in and out of her heat.

“Ah’ll do this as long as Ah need to. Just let me know when you’re up for something different.”

“I...I’m glad you said that. Because there is...something,” said Surge through sharp pants.

“Does it involve more shocks?” he teased.

“No...it involves you taking a few steps to your right. But don’t you dare move your hand.”

“Um...okay, but why?”

“You’ll see.”

Sam shrugged and did as she instructed. He made sure not to remove his right hand from her pussy, maintaining the soft caressing gestures she seemed to enjoy so much. Once he was in position, he found himself standing at the head of the massage table on the right side of Surge’s head. The Japanese mutants finally opened her eyes and flashed a seductive grin. Taken by such a lurid gaze, he watched as she turned onto her side and reached for his semi-erect penis. With a grip every bit as careful as the one he had demonstrated, she started licking and suckling around the tip of his manhood.

“Ooh Norkio!” said a pleasantly surprised Sam, “Ah...Ah thought this was your massage.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t share the happiness,” she quipped.

Surge went to repaying Sam for his efforts, as well as the unpleasant shock from earlier. She used both hands to tenderly stroke and squeeze his shaft, helping to escalate his own arousal. Sam let out sharp grunts as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his member, which prompted him to shove two fingers into her pussy. It began a cycle of escalating gestures. The harder Surge sucked his cock, the harder Sam fingered her vagina. It turned this massage into all out foreplay. They maintained the slow and soft theme at first, making each gesture count. Before long, going slow and soft just wasn’t enough anymore. They were ready to drop the massage portion of a sensual massage.

“Mmm...you’ve been such a gent, as you say,” said Surge after giving his member one last suck, “You’ve fully massaged the outside of my body. Now I’d like you to do my insides.”

“Yes...Ah’d like that as well,” said Sam, his voice thick with desire.

“Then by all means,” she said in a polite yet seductive tone, “I do not know the American female equivalent of a ‘gent,’ but I’ll be happy to play such a role.”

Surge rose up from the massage table and pulled Sam into her waiting arms. She smothered her lips with hers, allowing her oil drenched body to press against his. The Kentucky farm boy eagerly accepted her gestures, feeling up along her body in a way far less thorough than a massage. While they kissed, Surge adjusted herself so that she was in a sitting position with her legs in a spread-eagle manner. This allowed Sam to get himself in position and maneuver his erect dick to her waiting entrance. They continued kissing as he lightly rubbed the tip around her wet opening, building the anticipation as he had done to such great effect at this point. When he sensed Surge was ready, he thrust his hips forward and drove his manhood into her.

“Oohhhhh Sam!” moaned Surge, practically squealing at the feeling of smooth penetration.

“Dang, that’s tight!” grunted Sam.

“This was so worth being patient for!” she exclaimed.

Now brimming with sexual energy, Surge grabbed onto Sam’s shoulders and started rocking her hips to get the rhythm going. Sam quickly took it from there, slipping his hands down to her waist and working his hips against hers. Bending his knees, he jerked his pelvis back and forth in a slightly upward motion. His erect member slid in and out of her tight depths, filling them both with all the appropriate pleasures they craved. The massage and the anticipation had really built up their desires and when all the feelings were allowed to flow freely, it made for an especially blissful experience.

While it was invigorating to release these pent up desires, Sam and Surge approached their sex with the same soft approach they had with the massage. They weren’t too hard or vigorous, focusing instead on moving their bodies in a smooth, thorough motion that maximized every feeling. This didn’t just make for more potent thrusts. It allowed their naked skin to really mesh, causing a good deal of the massage oil that still covered Surge’s body to spread between them. Their naked flesh glided against one another in a heat of sexual bliss, helping to draw out the experience while building up the sensations.

Sam and Surge showed similar patience in allowing this sexual romp to unfold naturally. They didn’t try to reach their climax too quickly. They had come to enjoy this slower method of releasing their lust. It allowed them to last longer compared to previous sexual encounters. It also allowed them some flexibility to try out new positions. At one point, Surge shifted her legs so that they were arched over Sam’s shoulders while he fucked her. From there, he turned her on her side and trust into her at an angle. By the time Surge elevated her right leg so Sam could tease her feet, his legs were getting tired. With their peak drawing closer, Sam turned Surge over so that she was on all fours. He then got on the massage table with her, positioning himself behind her so he could do thrust into her from behind.

With the table now rocking to their sexual rhythm, Sam and Surge finally stepped up the pace of their sex. Sam held onto her waist while moving his hips back and forth, causing his pelvis to make a loud slapping sound ever time he drove his dick into her pussy. Surge arched her back and tensed her vaginal muscles with each thrust. This drew them each closer to their climax. Sam was getting close, but Surge was definitely closer. Between the massage he gave her and the extended sex afterward, it was almost impossible to hold in at this point. When she felt her peak approaching, her squeals of euphoria grew louder.

“Oh-oh-oohhhh Sam! I-I want to cum! I’m really close!” she exclaimed.

“Go on, Noriko! Cum!” grunted Sam, “Don’t hold back because of meh! Ah-Ah won’t be too far behind!”

Surge gripped the sides of the massage table and held on for her release. Sam kept thrusting into her, making sure to get extra deep so he stimulated the deepest recesses of her pussy. Her inner muscles started contracting more rapidly. Then she got her release, letting out a sharp cry of euphoria that echoed through the massage den. However, her orgasm was accompanied by another effect and one that caught Sam completely by surprise.

It was yet another involuntary manifestation of her mutant powers. Just as before, she unleashed a series of sparks. However, this time it was different. Her eyes sparked briefly. The areas between her fingers sparked as she gripped the table. And in a wholly new and bizarre twist, the nerves inside her vagina sparked. These sparks quickly shot through Sam, but unlike before it didn’t sting. In fact, it was the complete opposite. By some strange twist of biology, it triggered his sexual release prematurely and caused him to fill her depths with his fluid. Along with this release came a flood of sensations that caused him to experience a very different kind of climax.

“AHHHHHHHHHH DANG!” he exclaimed.

The sensations struck with such intense force. Sam couldn’t see it, but the the sparks in Surge’s vagina were so small and focused that they surged right through the sensitive nerves on the tip of his penis. This sent a wave of intense signals through his system. It amplified the sexual sensations that coursed through his body. It was akin to a car engine being supercharged. The feeling was so intense that he started twitching awkwardly through each orgasmic feeling. Even though Surge was still reeling from her own orgasm, she quickly panicked.

“Oh-my-god-oh-my-god! I-I’m so sorry, Sam!” she exclaimed as she quickly pulled back and withdrew his penis from her vagina, “Damn it! I did it again! Just-just don’t panick! I’ll get Amara or Jean or...”

“That...was...awesome!” exclaimed Sam.

Surge blinked in confusion as she turned around on the table to face him. He was still twitching lightly. She grabbed onto him to make sure he didn’t fall over. Yet to her surprise, he had a look of pure euphoria on his face. There were no burns on his penis or anywhere else on his body. Confused, Surge wasn’t sure just how worried she should be.

“Uh...Sam?” she asked anxiously.

“Noriko...was that some trick you uncovered with David or something? If so, he’s a dang lucky fella!” he said, still dazed and short of breath.

“Trick? You mean...”

“Ah know you felt it. Somewhere in your lady parts sent a little surge through my manhood. It was like plugging an orgasm into a drag racer!”

“So...it didn’t hurt?”

“Hell no! It felt so dang good Ah thought my body was gonna freeze up on me! Far as Ah’m concerned, this more than makes up for that little mishap earlier!”

Surge laughed to herself in a mix of amazement and relief. For once, an unexpected manifestation of her powers didn’t cause pain or destruction. If the thought hadn’t crossed her mind before, it probably should’ve. She could radiate sparks from all over her body. That had to include her vagina as well. This was the first time it happened and embarrassingly enough, it happened when she was having an orgasm. While she continued to process everything that had just transpired, he helped Sam settle. She stayed close until he emerged from his daze. Now leaning back on the massage table, he smiled at her and chuckled at the look on her face.

“You really didn’t plan that?” he asked her.

“I’m not that kinky, Sam. Neither is David,” said Surge, still blushing somewhat.

“So...it was a happy accident to go along with the happy ending,” Sam surmised.

“I think that would be an appropriate way of putting it. I...usually do my best to hold my powers back during intimate moments. As you can see, I’m still learning.”

“Well maybe this is a sign that you don’t have to hold back. Part of being an X-man involves finding creative ways to use your powers and help people. Of all the things you could do with electrical powers, supercharging orgasms sounds like a dang fine way to help!”

“So it would seem,” she said with a grin, “Then perhaps it is fitting that something like this happen during such a ritual.”

“That’s the spirit! You’ve got a golden opportunity to refine that skill. If it’s anywhere near as great as what Ah just felt, Ah’m sure you’ll have plenty of volunteers!”

Sam was still clearly feeling the lingering effects of his supercharged orgasm. He looked even more relaxed than her and she was the one that got the massage. He even gave her a friendly hug to show his appreciation. Surge returned the gesture despite her lingering awkwardness, but now had some serious contemplating to do.

‘As far as accidents go, this may be among the few that lead to greater benefits. Since I can’t seem to stop shocking people while in a dazed state of mind, I might as well find a better way to deal with it. Sam is right. This ritual may be the best possible time for me to develop such a skill. It should give me something very special to surprise David with when all is said and done.’

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East Wing Shrine

“This shit is wrong in way more ways than I can count,” said Logan as he assessed the situation before him.

“Funny, you don’t seem too messed up about it, Wolvie,” teased Jubilee.

“I should probably note counting ain’t one of my strengths,” he added.

“It doesn’t have to be wrong in any way,” argued Kitty, “We just have to find a way of making this work in a way that’s not totally awkward.”

It was remarkable how casual Kitty and Jubilee approached this situation. Logan suspected that it may have just been the effects of the wine, but the more he sensed from these two young girls the more he suspected that the wine was just an excuse of sorts. They both teamed up to seek him out. He had been in the middle of a quick meal in between romps when Kitty and Jubilee literally cornered him. They didn’t hide their intent. They wanted to double-team him in a three-way that would pit him against two former students of his. Despite having already had a three-way, he showed a minor hint of reservation. However, it wasn’t nearly enough to make him refuse.

Even if he had refused, Kitty and Jubilee were prepared to seduce him in whatever way they could. Thankfully, he didn’t put up much of a fight. They each latched onto one of his arms and led him into one of the shrines, causing him to leave a half-eaten sandwich behind. Along the way, Kitty and Jubilee couldn’t help but admire the warm touch of his burly flesh. Logan had always had a special allure to women. His conquests and emotional entanglements were well known throughout the X-men. Given his mysterious past, they were probably more extensive than they thought. That helped add even more intrigue as the two girls prepared to show their former mentor how much they had grown under his wing.

“With that in mind, we did make an effort to set the right mood,” said Kitty as she, Jubilee, and Logan stood in the center of the shrine.

“Some mood,” scoffed Logan, “No candles, no booze, no blindfolds...I hope you girls ain’t half-assing this. I know I taught you better than that.”

“You’re right. You did teach us, Wolvie. You taught us pretty damn well,” made Jubilee, “We seriously wouldn’t be alive if you hadn’t.”

“Or anywhere near as competent for that matter,” added Kitty, “But to decrease that awkwardness I mentioned, we thought it was best to keep things simple and appropriate.”

“Appropriate being a few matted carpets in front of a statue depicting some Greek or Roman god that was big on young girls,” said Jubilee, “Was it Pan or something?”

“Does it really matter?” questioned Kitty, “Jubilee and I argued about the ambiance, but not the premise. We both want to have sex with you, Logan. Moreover, we want to share it!”

“That and the noises you make with Storm led us to believe we couldn’t handle you individually,” added Jubilee, rolling her eyes.

“Speak for yourself,” said Kitty, rolling her eyes.

Logan grinned wolfishly at the enthusiasm his former students showed. They really gave this a lot of thought. They set up a sizable ten-by-fifteen feet carpet only several feet from the main shrine. He could tell the carpet was made with sex in mind because it was padded underneath and had some rather graphic depictions of Greco-Roman sexuality embroidered on it. As they stood in the center of the carpet, Jubilee and Kitty let go of his arms and started playfully exploring his upper body. They smiled and giggled like the teenage girls he had spent so much time training. He could also smell the distinct scent of arousal between their legs. They really wanted this in a very lustful sort of way and they weren’t even trying to hide it.

“And here I was thinking you were supposed to be Chuck’s golden girls,” Logan commented, “Guess I that’s one lesson I skipped.”

“We may be your students and we may or may not be upstanding models of female youth, but we’re still two girls that came of age under your tutelage,” Kitty reminded.

“I don’t know if you know this, Wolvie, but when girls come of age they start coming...literally,” joked Jubilee.

“That’s one way of putting it,” snickered Kitty, “Another way involves impressionable young women developing a kind of school-girl crush on their teacher. I don’t know if you picked up on it, but there were times I couldn’t help but admire that alpha male bravado of yours.”

“Ain’t that what all the ladies like about me?” Logan shrugged.

“It’s one among many,” Kitty went on, “I won’t get into the intricate feelings we get when hormones start assaulting our senses and our burgeoning libidos. I’ll just add that after certain training lessons, I would have some very graphic dreams about you.”

“I would just lock myself in the bathroom and masturbate,” said Jubilee in a more blunt fashion.

“Your lack of subtlety is astonishing, Jubilee,” chided Kitty.

“Can’t imagine where you learned that,” snickered Logan.

“But aside from our willingness to share our bathroom habits, Jubes and I agree on one thing. We both had our share of naughty thoughts about you during those formative years. I imagine you’re mind is dirty enough to have a few lurid thoughts as well.”

Logan shifted awkwardly. Even with these two fledgling young women sensually running their hands through his body hair, he had to maintain some sliver of honor. He never hid his lust for beautiful women. However, some of those lusts were taboo. Wanting to bed teenage students was one of those inclinations along with his berserker rage that he fought to suppress.

“I didn’t have as many as you think,” he told them, “If I did, I made damn sure they were locked in the deepest recesses of my fucked up brain.”

“How generously noble of you,” said Jubilee as she playfully twirled her finger around his facial hair.

“I’m serious, Jubes. I may think with my dick almost as much as I think with my claws, but I still got boundaries. And some lines you just don’t even think of crossing.”

“Take it easy, Logan. We’re not saying you secretly want to have your way with every young girl you teach,” said Kitty, “The point is those thoughts were there. Will you at least grant us that?”

“If I did, would you bust my balls for it from here on out?”

“That depends entirely on how well you handle this,” said Jubilee, “Kitty and I both want you. If the semi you’re working on is any indication, you want us too. I know on the face of it all it’s pretty messed up. We’re your teenage students. You’re our burly, bad-boy teacher. But we have a chance to act out all these lurid feelings here. I doubt there will ever be a more appropriate time so let’s not waste it!”

“Finally, you make some coherent points, Jubilee. I couldn’t agree more!” said Kitty.

Having made their feelings and intentions clear, Kitty and Jubilee made it a point to ensure that Logan was not in a position to refuse. They both leaned in and embraced them, allowing their breasts to press up against his frame while they gaze into his eyes with the puppy-faced look that he could never refuse. Logan’s awkwardness quickly turned to bemusement. During the course of their training, he taught them to take advantage of every opportunity to win the battle. They had definitely taken that lesson to heart, albeit in a way he never intended.

“You two are taking everything I taught you and turning it against me. I can’t tell you how proud that makes me,” said Logan with a grin.

“You’ve no one to blame but yourself,” purred Kitty seductively.

“But you’re both still young. You got a lot more to learn and I ain’t just talking about what you do in the bedroom,” said the former living weapon.

“Are you going to scold us for our inexperience? Or are you going to fuck us and share some of that experience?” said an increasingly eager Jubilee.

“You girls have always exceeded my expectations when the going got tough. I want you to exceed them again. If we’re gonna do this, I want you to show me you can use that training. That way I’ll know how much harder I’ll have to work you!”

It sounded like he was both challenging them and warning them. Jubilee and Kitty exchanged glances. Logan always had high expectations for everyone he worked with. It was only fitting that he apply those same standards to sex. They had both risen to the occasion in the past. There was no reason why this should be any different.

“What say you, Kitty? You think we can show him how well we can use our training?” said Jubilee playfully.

“For all the work he’s put into us, we damn well better!” said Kitty strongly.

“Then if you’re as ready and horny as I am, let’s do this!”

The two young girls set aside any notions of youthful innocence and attacked their former mentor with the kind of focused intent that could only come from his training. They surprised him by roughly shoving him down onto the floor, demonstrating surprising strength that caught Logan a bit off guard. He didn’t have a chance to stay surprised because Kitty and Jubilee practically pounced on top of him, crawling over burly body and eagerly pawing him with burning lust.

“Damn! You girls like to play rough!” commented Logan as he laid back on the carpet.

“Don’t tell me you expected anything less,” teased Kitty.

“You trained us like this. So that’s how we’re going to fuck you!” added Jubilee.

Logan’s proud grin widened as the two girls showed off some aggressive foreplay skills. They practically smothered his body with their feminine frames, allowing their naked flesh to press up against his burly form. They seemed to really enjoy the feeling of his body hair on their skin. As they glided along, they eagerly touched and felt around the rough contours of his muscles. They started with their hands, but quickly utilized their lips as well. Kitty and Jubilee coordinated in their lustful assault, licking around his nipples and trialing up to capture his lips in a three-way kiss. He was quickly captivated by this strong display of sexual energy. He readily took them both in his arms and started feeling around their youthful flesh. The feeling of his powerful arms around their bodies helped further stir the burning arousal in the two young women.

While their arousal was building, Kitty and Jubilee worked to build Logan’s as well. In another act of coordination, they each used their thighs to rub up against Logan’s semi-hard member. They giggled and purred as they felt it harden between them, watching as their former mentor allowed some of that forbidden lust of his to come out. It was the kind of lust that he mentioned earlier, the kind he once never dared to unleash up on his young students. Kitty and Jubilee worked to extract more of it by stepping up their efforts.

“He’s getting pretty hard on us, Jubes,” Kitty commented after abruptly ending their three-way kiss.

“So he is,” said Jubilee in an overly casual tone, “Shall we?”

“If you can keep up with me!”

The two girls eagerly slithered their way down his burly frame as if it were a race to see who could reach Logan’s manhood first. They arrived at nearly the same time with Kitty managing to grasp the swelling organ around the base about a half-second before Jubilee grasped the midpoint. Another race quickly ensued, this time to see who could suck his dick the best. They each used their lips and tongue to suckle and lick around the length of his shaft. Logan let powerful grunts to show that more lust was seeping through. He rose up and leaned back on his arms, watching in a daze as his two former students sucked him off.

“Ahhh fuck! You girls are dirtier than a thought!” said the former living weapon.

“Mmm...only as much as we need to be, Wolvie!” teased Jubilee.

Kitty and Jubilee continued their oral assault on his dick, showing more coordination than competition. When one would suckle the tip, the other would lick the underside. Sometimes they would alternate with one of them deep-throating him while the other fondled his balls. At others they would each use their tongues to kiss each other with his shaft in between them. It showed they really had planned this out every bit as well as they would a regular training session.

This double dose of oral teasing stirred in Logan enough desire to want to contribute to the foreplay. While Kitty and Jubilee were sucking him off, their tightly toned butts were facing towards him. This may have been intentional because they playfully shook their hips as if to invite his touch. He eagerly accepted that invitation, rising up a bit further so he could use bot hands to fondle their pussies. He felt they were already pretty wet, but he was intent on making them wetter by slipping two fingers in each pussy and using his thumbs to rub around their assholes. Both girls let out sharp squeals of delight when the felt this. It let them both know that their attack plan was working.

“Ooh, he’s getting pretty touchy with us, Jubes!” purred Kitty.

“Do we mind?” she questioned.

“Hell no!”

The two girls let Logan’s skilled hands arouse them further while they maintained their oral assault on his dick. They weren’t able to maintain it for as long as they planned. Logan’s vigorous fondling got them both aroused pretty quickly. He discovered that Kitty liked having her asshole rubbed and Jubilee was extra sensitive around certain areas inside her folds. Pretty soon, the two girls were every bit as immersed in this forbidden lust as he was. They were now ready to take on the full fury of an aroused Wolverine.

“I knew we had other plans for our tongues, Kit, but I don’t think I can wait that long!” said Jubilee.

“I don’t think he can either,” said Kitty, looking back to see Logan with a look of feral lust on his face.

“Then what do you say we skip the rest of our oral skills test? He wants it. We want it. He never liked us wasting time during training so why start now?”

Always one to adapt when confronted with demanding challenges, Kitty followed Jubilee’s lead. They both rose up off him and got on all fours, staying close to one another so that their butts were side-by-side in an erotic display. They had exercised their dominance over the former living weapon to this point. Now they were ready to play another role.

“What are you waiting for, Wolvie? Pick a pussy and have at it!” said Jubilee, wiggling her ass a bit to tempt him.

“We only ask that you give us both an equally thorough fuck,” said Kitty, who did the same.

“Won’t be a problem,” said Logan with a lustful growl.

The feral mutant rose up from the carpet and prepared to mount the two women like an animal in heat. He targeted Jubilee first, getting behind her and standing on the keel of his feet with he knees bent so that his erect dick was right at her dripping wet entrance. Using both his legs and hips for leverage, he thrust forward and pushed into her vagina. She was even tighter than he expected, making for an extra hot feeling around his member. He began to vigorously pump into her, seething with the sexual fervor of a man overcome with a primal lust for these girls.

“Errrr! So hot and tight!” grunted Logan, gritting his teeth as he hammered into her.

“Oh yes! Ooh yes! Fucking Wolvie! Fucking Wolvie! Fucking Wolvie!” exclaimed Jubilee in a mantra.

“Sounds like you’re having fun, Jubes,” grinned Kitty, “Any chance I can get some action?”

“Hnn...you’ll get your share!” said Logan through his hard thrusting.

While Logan was pounding into Jubilee with primal force, he transferred a hand that had been on Jubilee’s hips over towards Kitty. Just as he had done earlier, he fingered and fondled her womanhood. This time, he was much more vigorous. He rapidly slithered his fingers in and out of Kitty’s tight snatch with the same fervor with which he was fucking Jubilee. This allowed Kitty to share in the pleasure, but Jubilee was clearly getting the most of it as her body rocked hard to the force of each thrust.

Yet true to his word, Logan made sure Kitty got her share as well. After a few minutes of fucking Jubilee, he abruptly pulled out and stepped to his right where he thrust right into Kitty without missing a beat. He actually caught her by surprise with how hard and fast he thrust into her, leading to some mild discomfort at first. But once she adjusted she was moaning with the same impassioned bliss as Jubilee. Logan made sure Jubilee didn’t fall too far behind, using his skilled hands to pleasure her while he fucked Kitty. It ensured they both got their fill, allowing them to realize the ecstasy that they had only fantasized about.

This fantasy of forbidden teacher/student relations played out better than either Jubilee or Kitty could’ve planned. Logan proceeded to alternate between them, spending a few minutes fucking one girl before spending an equal amount of time fucking the other. Despite his feral state, he clearly made a conscious effort to give them both an equal amount of sex. Kitty and Jubilee each this exhilarating feeling both during and in between their turns. Since Logan trained them, he didn’t go easy on them despite their petite frames. He rapidly hammered into their pussies, rocking their bodies to a very primal sexual rhythm. It wasn’t the kind of rhythm either of them were used to, but they made an exception for their former mentor. As their bodies rocked, Jubilee and Kitty occasionally exchanged a few wet kisses. At one point their arms couldn’t support them any further and they hunched over, maintaining a firm grip on the rug in an effort to maintain their balance.

Sensing their imbalance from this onslaught of sexual energy, Logan utilized some of his teaching authority to reposition their bodies. He pushed them both onto their sides so that the two girls were facing each other. He then grabbed one of their legs, Jubilee’s right and Kitty’s left, and hitched them over his shoulders. Now on his knees, he resumed his strategy of alternating between pussies. It proved to be an equally efficient position. It also allowed Kitty and Jubilee to fondle one another while he fucked them. As Logan vented more and more of his lust, they neared their building climax. Jubilee was slightly closer and he seemed to sense this. Since he was close as well, he extended her turn after alternating from Kitty.

“Fuck Wolvie! Fuck Wolvie! Fuck Wolvie! Oohhhhh fuck I’m about to cum! I’m about to cum!” Jubilee cried out.

“You always repeat yourself during sex?” chided Kitty as she watched her face contort to the approaching sensations.

“Hrrr! Gonna cum too!” seethed Logan, “Hang on, Jubilee! Just a little bit...”

The former living weapon’s words trailed off amidst a bevy of grunts and howls. Jubilee had to cling to Kitty as the inner muscles in her vagina started throbbing. Logan kept hammering away, slowing his thrusts while adding a bit more force each time he plunged into her. Kitty allowed Jubilee to cling to her as she finally got her release. She let out a pretty loud cry of ecstasy that left Kitty’s ears ringing since she was so close. As Jubilee climaxed, Logan reached his peak as well. He let out a deep howl as he shoved his cock in deep and released his load of manly fluids into her depths. The feelings were intense, but there was something unique about sharing this with his former student.

Jubilee and Logan lingered for a moment as they enjoyed these orgasmic feelings. They couldn’t linger for too long. Kitty was still in need of her own release. While Jubilee and Logan were enjoying themselves, she was fondling her pussy to keep herself sufficiently aroused. She looked towards Logan, who had since withdrawn his fluid soaked dick from Jubilee’s depths. He still had that feral look in his eyes, indicating that he was ready for more.

“Please don’t make me wait too long, Logan!” she said with the same puppy-eyed look from earlier.

“Wasn’t intending to,” he said in a deep tone as he lightly stroked his somewhat sensitive manhood to get it ready, “Healing factor makes waiting a non-issue.”

“And if you’re that impatient, I’ll help out!” said Jubilee.

While Logan readied himself for another round, Jubilee adjusted her body so that her leg was no longer hitched over his shoulder. She remained on her side, facing Kitty with a mischievously yet playful look. She rushed to aid her in keeping up her arousal, grasping her right breast with one hand while reaching down between her legs with the other. She even threw in a sloppy kiss to further flood her sense. Kitty let out soft gasps of approval. With Jubilee’s hand on top of hers, they each manipulated her pussy and clit in a way that kept all the right juices flowing. As promised, Logan didn’t make her wait. He was fully erect fairly quickly. Once Jubilee saw this, she used her fingers to spread Kitty’s folds so that Logan could thrust right into her with ease.

“Ooh yeeesssss!” moaned Kitty, “That’s what I want! Give it me!”

“You want it? You got it, Pryde!” grunted Logan.

The feral mutant quickly resumed the heated pace of thrusting from earlier. Kitty showed some impressive flexibility. Still on her side, she allowed her left leg to really bend back so Logan could lean into his thrusts. He clung to Kitty’s thigh for leverage, making sure he worked his penis in and out of her pussy at just the right angle. She was just as tight and hot as Jubilee. Even though he had just climaxed, his healing factor meant he could get another one even if it wasn’t as intense. He usually held back to draw out the feeling. This time, he made a much more aggressive push along with Kitty for that special orgasmic peak.

While Logan hammered away into Kitty’s pussy, Jubilee still contributed. She kept touching and groping her friend while she was so thoroughly fucked. She kept a finger on Kitty’s clit, rubbing it while Logan’s dick slithered in and out of her depths. This really helped build up the feeling, some of which had been lost while Logan was giving Jubilee her orgasm. As she neared her own orgasm, she closed her eyes and started letting out sharper gasps. Jubilee further escalated her teasing, giving Kitty’s nipple a little pinch while rubbing her clit a bit harder. Kitty was almost as loud as she had been earlier, but Jubilee didn’t mind. She wanted this and she deserved it.

“My ears are ringing so that must mean she’s getting close, Wolvie!” Jubilee announced.

“Good! I’m close too! Just need to...hit the right spots!” he grunted.

As Kitty’s inner muscles started tensing, Logan slowed his thrusts. After a few more motions from him and a few more teases from Jubilee, Kitty got her release. Her orgasmic moan ended up being even louder than Jubilee’s, most likely the result of having to wait a bit longer. It was still every bit as enjoyable. Kitty proved more flexible than Jubilee, really arching her back and bending her leg to the waves of pleasure that radiated through her body.

While Kitty got what she wanted, Logan had yet to reach his second climax. He was still pumping his into her pussy, but he couldn’t go too fast while Kitty was writhing in orgasmic bliss like this. Upon seeing this, Jubilee stepped in again and helped out.

“You’ve done your job,” she told him, “Let her enjoy her moment with the big-O. Pull out and I’ll finish you off!”

“Hnn...go right ahead,” said Logan, still longing for his release.

Logan rose up off Kitty, allowing her the necessary time and space to recover. Within a second of his withdraw, Jubilee attacked Logan’s dick with her hands. She quickly grabbed it with both hands and started stroking it firmly, the combined fluids of her and Kitty’s feminine juices acting as a sufficient lubricant. Logan was still on his knees and leaning back on his arms, letting out deeper grunts as he neared his climax.

“Fuck! I’m about ready to pop!” he exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, the still breathless Kitty rose up and joined Jubilee. Despite her pussy still throbbing, she rose up and reached in to help Jubilee finish the job. At first she protested, but Kitty managed to wrestle her away with a friendly nudge.

“Don’t get greedy on me, Jubilee. He already came in you,” she told her, “Let me get my fill.”

“Fine,” Jubilee sighed, “Do what you gotta do, girlfriend.”

With a fittingly feline grin, Kitty licked her lips and quickly deep-throated Logan’s cock again just as she had done earlier. He was already so close. He needed only a few slurps and strokes to push him past the brink. When he climaxed, the former living weapon jerked his hips slightly and let out a feral howl of euphoria. Kitty made sure she had his entire length in her mouth as he ejaculated. It probably wasn’t as big a load as he had unleashed with Kitty, but it was still more than sufficient. She looked up at Logan and watched his burly complexion contort to the blissful sensations. It seemed like she and Jubilee had done it. They took on Wolverine and triumphed.

“I think our training is officially complete!” said Jubilee proudly, “At least the sex ed component.”

“Mmhmm,” said Kitty as she rose up, swallowing the bulk of Logan’s cum in the process, “It took a little teamwork, but we got the job done. Wouldn’t you say, Logan?”

It took a moment for Logan to emerge from his lustful daze. He had to lean back on his arms for support while the blissful sensations subsided. The two girls that he worked so hard to train over the years looked different now. They weren’t the same awkward teenage girls they were when they arrived. They were aspiring young women and they made it a point to prove that to him. It made the pride he took in training them all the more meaningful.

“I ain’t gonna say much,” he told them, “I usually don’t like to be this surprised, especially when it comes to women.”

“Oh? So now we’re women and not just your girls?” teased Jubilee as she and Kitty crawled up and sat next to him.

“I was hoping we ditched that label a couple bra sizes ago,” said Kitty.

“Your age and the size of your tits don’t matter...not entirely anyways,” he said, “I’ve seen you both as students for a long time. Even an old fart like me has a hard time realizing that the kids he trained ain’t kids anymore. But when we do crazy shit like this...hell, it’s hard not to realize.”

“Are you getting sappy on us Logan?” said Jubilee playfully.

“Maybe you are a big softie at heart,” laughed Kitty.

“Don’t push it, you two. Now that I know you two can handle a three-way, that means I can stop going easy on you when we train. You’ve proven you’re more women than girl. So I’m gonna start treating you as such and that means the stakes are that much higher!”

Kitty and Jubilee laughed with a mix of humor and bemusement. It was hard to tell how serious Logan was being when he was still clearly reeling from back-to-back orgasms. Even if he was being serious, they had accomplished more than they expected. A lurid three-way ended up being a coming-of-age test and they both passed with flying colors. It helped make this ritual all the more memorable and for reasons beyond the amazing sex.

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Up next: Amara flexes her royal authority while Laura seeks a more spiritual kind of intimacy