Festival of X

Festival of X

Chapter 12: Friendly and Fierce

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New Olympus Temple – Spa

‘So many passions. So much feeling. At the right I’m going, my mind will give out faster than my body. Any telepath would be overwhelmed on some levels. Although I haven’t sensed Emma or Betsy going through the same thing so maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m putting too much passion. It wouldn’t be the first time that’s gotten me into trouble.’

Jean Grey sighed to herself as she stretched her limbs. So far, this ritual had been everything she hoped it would be. She had a chance to explore her passions in so many new and provocative ways. For the most part, it had been good for her. A renewed fondness for intimacy and a more open approach to sex allowed her to make the most of this ritual. The only drawback was that it was pretty exhausting. She had been so eager to explore all these passions that she forgot she needed to rest. Even with a cosmic entity, her physical and emotional capacity had limits.

Jean entered the temple spa with the intent on recuperating a bit before her next passionate encounter. She didn’t bother grabbing a towel. She walked right into the circular room fully nude and laid right down on one of the nicely cushioned benches. This particular area wasn’t like a sauna. Jean didn’t consider excessive sweating to be relaxing anyways. This area was basically like a lounge with a special cylindrical apparatus in the center that played relaxing music while churning out scented mist. There was also a large window in the ceiling to allow sunlight to fill the room. Amara told her that this was where priests and aristocrats would gather, talk casually, and be served refreshments. It was meant to provide a clean, crisp environment to get away from public affairs and it worked just as well for X-men.

‘I should try to step back and unwind more often. Everybody else seems to find ways of escaping from the stresses of being wives, girlfriends, and X-men. Ororo has her gardening. Bobby has his cartoons. Logan has his beer. What do I have? Do I overwhelm myself on purpose? Am I capable of being casual in any capacity?’

Such thoughts made it difficult to relax. For all her power, Jean Grey still struggled to settle her mind at times. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe deep. It didn’t work as well as she hoped. It didn’t seem fair that she could not sufficiently unwind even in this relaxing environment. When a new presence entered the spa, she wasn’t even relaxed enough to be startled.

“Hello Jean. Do you care for some company?” asked Piotr, who sounded more relaxed than she could ever hope to be.

“Yours is always welcome,” she said with a light sigh, “It’s not like this spa isn’t big enough for your typical orgy.”

“You sound almost jaded by that notion. Is everything okay?”

“I’m fine, Peter. I’m just trying to relax and doing a very bad job of it.”

“Would it help if I shared my vodka martini with you? One of the temple workers was nice enough to make one for me.”

“You’re as generous as you are strong...and hung for that matter,” said Jean, who noticed that he wasn’t wearing a towel either.

“I try,” said the Russian with a friendly smile.

He sat down next to where she was lying and set his vodka martini between them. Jean rose up slightly so she could take a few sips. It was refreshing, but it didn’t settle her racing mind as much as she hoped. She already had the wine in her system. While it did plenty to rouse her lusts, it didn’t help her relax. This didn’t seem to stop Piotr. As he sat on the cushioned bench, he looked remarkably content. Jean couldn’t help but envy him.

“I take it you had the same idea as me in sampling these generous amenities,” he said to her, “Since the ritual began, I’ve been asked to utilize my strength in ways I never expected.”

“So I’ve heard,” said Jean, “There’s just so much you can do with a big, strong, handsome guy with enough manners to share his martini.”

“Indeed,” he said with a chuckle, “But it’s been fun even if it’s been overwhelming at times.”

“That it has,” she conceded, “Except you seem to be dealing with the overwhelming part pretty well. You look pretty content for a guy who has been so generous at accommodating so many female fantasies.”

“Why shouldn’t I be? I’ve been enjoying myself and so have the girls I’ve been with. You make it sound as though it’s more demanding than it needs to be.”

“Isn’t it?” Jean questioned.

“I’m tempted to argue otherwise, but it seems those arguments wouldn’t apply to you. Otherwise you wouldn’t have finished half my martini.”

Jean laughed somewhat as she rose up and sat in a more upright position next to Piotr. He couldn’t read minds and his English wasn’t perfect, but he was pretty perceptive. He considered her a friend and friends noticed these sorts of things. So rather than let her own cluttered mind affect his mood, she handed the Russian his martini so she couldn’t drink the rest of it. She then tried to mimic the slouched way he was sitting as if to capture some of his relaxation.

“I’d rather not get in an argument,” sighed Jean, “I’ve got no one to blame but myself for my restless mood. When this ritual began, I practically dove in head first. I had so many passions I wanted to vent...so many feelings I wanted to explore. And I definitely got plenty of both.”

“I don’t doubt that you did,” said Piotr, “You’ve always been such a passionate person, Jean.”

“And that can be a handicap during a ritual orgy. While my body tells me I’m ready for more sex, my mind just won’t stop racing. All these feelings and emotions are just as exhausting as the sex itself.”

“I suppose it would be even more so for a telepath, yes?”

“You’d be right about that,” she told him, “It’s like I can never just be casual. I always have to get overly emotional about every situation, be it an encounter with a cosmic entity or a ritual orgy. It played a significant part in nearly destroying my marriage. When you’re emotional, you can’t be very reasonable even with the people you love. Even X-men need to simplify things every now and then.”

“Well what’s stopping you?” he asked her.

“I’m not entirely sure,” she sighed, “I guess I’m just so used to getting worked up with everything I do, including ritual orgies. I’m not sure I know how to shift gears and keep things simple.”

Jean hugged her shoulders and slouched down further. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, showing that she was really trying to get less worked up. In a ritual like this, that was hard enough. For someone with her personality, it was a outright challenge. Piotr cast her a concerned gaze while finishing the rest of his martini. He considered Jean a good friend and if he was in a position to help her, he couldn’t be much of a friend if he didn’t try.

This was an instance where they were in a position to give each other something they needed. It certainly wasn’t lost on Piotr that Jean looked very good naked. He allowed his eyes to drift up and down her body, admiring her shapely legs and smooth skin that meshed so nicely with her fiery red hair. She had a beauty that was reflective of her cosmic connections. It was a beauty not many dared admire because she was married and had always had Scott’s heart. But for this ritual, Piotr was free to enjoy such beauty. He was also free to come up with a simple yet lurid way of helping her.

“If you want, Jean, I believe I can help you,” Piotr offered.

“Does that help involve you undressing me with your eyes when I’m already undressed?” teased Jean with her eyes still closed.

“Since we’ve seen everybody naked in this ritual, I won’t bother feeling awkward about that. I also won’t feel awkward about proposing something like this...”

Since Piotr had always relied more on actions rather than words, he allowed his hands to convey the appropriate message. He casually slipped his large hand down Jean’s exposed body and over her exposed pussy. His touch was strong but gentle, triggering an immediate reaction within Jean. Her eyes practically shot open, not so much out of surprise but more so from the strong way he was fondling her.

“Ooh...oh Peter,” said Jean, “I’m liking this proposal, but I don’t see the point.”

“It’s fairly simple, Jean. You and I have sex,” he said in a tone that was more friendly than lustful.

“Yeah, based on what your hand is doing I figured that much,” she said, shifting a bit upon feeling him slip a couple of fingers into her folds, “I know good sex is a solution to many things, but how is it a solution to this?”

“It isn’t the sex itself. It’s the way I propose we go about it. Growing up on a Russian farm, you learn to make due with simple pleasures. That was part of what helped me and Kitty rebuild our relationship after my return. We were casual at first, allowing room for greater feelings when the time was right.”

“And that extended to sex?”

“It most certainly did,” said Piotr with a half-grin, “It took some time for us to return to the passionate lovemaking that we enjoy so much.”

“It certainly is pretty enjoyable,” said Jean with a grin, “Almost as enjoyable as your middle finger rubbing my clit.”

“Before we got to that point, we had sex a number of times. It wasn’t the kind of heated sex involved in lovemaking. It was just the two of us, seeking the simplest of pleasures for the simplest of feelings. Sometimes we didn’t even kiss. We just got undressed, had sex, and shared a nice moment.”

“And it worked?”

“It certainly went a long way for us both. We still enjoy such casual fucks as Kitty calls it every now and then. It is a great way to relax, clear your mind, and uncomplicate things. I think that’s what you need, Jean. And after having been asked to use my abilities in such elaborate ways, I think I need it as well.”

His reasoning was overly simplistic, not unlike the way he was fondling her pussy. It seemed logical in a strange sort of way. The best way to settle down from all these exhausting feelings was to get back to basics. In some ways it was a novel concept for Jean. She had never been very casual with sex, whether it was during her reparation stage with Scott or during this ritual. She always put so much passion and feeling into it. Maybe that was part of the problem. She needed a different approach and this made as much sense as any. It also helped that Piotr was a handsome male specimen with strong hands and a body worthy of a Colossus.

“Like I said, I’d rather not get into an argument. If you think we both need a nice, simple fuck to help us unwind then I’m game!” said Jean.

“As am I,” he said with a grin, “Just remember to keep things simple. Don’t use your powers and don’t get too elaborate.”

“Oh believe me, I’m ready for a little simplicity, Peter!”

“I believe you, Jean. With that in mind, allow me to begin with another simple gesture.”

The Russian mutant turned to his left so that he was now facing the beautiful redhead, who was still shifting in accord with his fondling of her pussy. Using this erotic grip he had on her, he shifted his hands so that he had a firm hold of her thighs. The former farm boy then showed off his strength without needing to use his powers, lifting Jean up by her hips and pulling his pussy up to his face where he could taste her.

“Whoa Peter! I thought you said no powers,” said Jean in a surprised yet intrigued tone.

“I’m not using my powers. I’m plenty strong without them,” he told her, “Besides, I don’t need them to enjoy the simple taste of a beautiful woman.”

Piotr didn’t bother proving his point. With much of Jean’s body now arched up towards him at an angle, he maneuvered his head between her legs so he could lick around the tender folds of her pussy. Only Jean’s neck and head were still resting on the padded bench, testing her ability to overcome gravity. She was tempted to use her telekinesis to hold herself up, but if Piotr wasn’t using his powers then she wouldn’t either. Jean dealt with the somewhat uncomfortable position herself, bending her knees back and arching her thighs backwards so Piotr had full access to her womanhood. He made good use of it, burying his face in her heat and licking around her outer folds with lustful intent. He wasn’t trying to be thorough or go out of his way tease her most sensitive areas. He just enjoyed the taste of her pussy while helping her to get more aroused in the process.

“Mmm...if this is what you call simple, I’d love to know what you call this in Russian,” said Jean as she purred softly to the warm sensations that filled her.

Piotr remained focused. He didn’t seem to be putting much thought into his oral teasing and Jean didn’t let him know when he touched a particularly sensitive area. She sought to match his more simplistic approach, focusing less on building up the passion and more on just enjoying the baser sensations.

The Russian didn’t attempt to orally tease her for too long. The intent was to get her sufficiently aroused and he succeeded sooner than he expected. That didn’t stop him from enjoying the unique taste that was Jean Grey. The intoxicating feeling was enough to get him somewhat aroused as well. After only a few minutes, Jean’s pussy was plump with arousal.

“You’re quite wet, Jean. I’d say you’re ready,” he said bluntly as he lowered her hips from his face.

“I’d say so as well,” said Jean with a light moan as she felt around her pussy with her hand, “Does this mean it’s my turn to get you ready?”

“Well I wasn’t going to require it,” said the Russian coyly.

“But you want it, don’t you?”

“Part of simplicity is keeping things fair, yes?” he shrugged.

Jean snickered, knowing full well what this implied. Piotr was still too polite to just ask for a blowjob to get him fully erect. The way in which he projected his thoughts was polite enough and she was happy to play fair.

Jean quickly adjusted herself so she was back on the bench. She then rose up and casually got between Piotr’s knees. She made sure he didn’t even have to get up from his sitting position, lowering herself to her knees so she could access his well-proportioned manhood. In the same way he had orally teased her with such candor, she grabbed the base of his dick with her right hand and started sucking him off. She didn’t use her usual thorough technique and she didn’t throw in any telekinetic tricks either. Jean’s only intent was to get this man hard so they could have sex and nothing more.

“Hnn...I think you’re getting the hang of this, Jean,” commented Piotr, letting out deep moans as he felt her soft lips slide up and down his manhood.

Just like before, it was fairly easy to get the well-built Russian aroused. Jean sucked and stroked harder than usual. It was somewhat challenging because his dick got pretty big and fairly thick. It strained her jaw muscles, but it only ended up taking a minute or so longer to get him fully erect. While she sucked and stroked him, she continued fondling her pussy with her free hand to maintain her own arousal. Usually when she was giving oral sex, she would throw in a few playful licks to further tease her partner. This time she allowed herself to be impatient.

“There...now you’re ready as well,” she said as she rose up to her feet.

“So it would seem,” said Piotr bluntly, “Now let us do this. Let us enjoy a simple, relaxing fuck.”

“Any other simplicity tips before I get ahead of myself?”

“We can add no kissing to the no powers rule if that helps. Do not worry about waiting for me to climax either. Just focus on your own pleasure.”

Jean didn’t contest these provisions. She was eager to do this, if for no other reason than to experience something different. Her mind and heart weren’t racing like they had during other encounters during the ritual. Emotions weren’t running high. It was a simple casual sex.

They weren’t too elaborate with positions. Piotr took her into his powerful arms and pulled her onto his lap, still remaining in a sitting position. Jean instinctively parted her legs so that her knees were resting next to his thighs. She held onto his shoulder with one hand while reaching down to her pussy with the other, using her fingers to part her folds while Piotr lowered her onto his dick. There was building up the anticipation. He just plunged her down onto him, driving his hardened shaft up into her vagina. They each let out a deep moan of contentment from the hot feeling of initial penetration, but didn’t linger for too long. Following the simplest of sexual motions, Jean started gyrating her pelvis while Piotr used his grip on her hips to guide her through the motions.

“Yes...ahh yes! Your pussy feels good, Jean!” said Piotr through his content grunts.

“Ooh! Now we’re being blunt as well?” purred Jean, “In-in that case, your dick feels very good, Peter! It fills my pussy so good!”

Piotr hadn’t intended such a crude exchange, but it felt appropriate. They weren’t trying to be too passionate and they weren’t trying to make this more than just casual sex. It helped set the tone for a simple yet invigorating romp that didn’t involve either of them straining themselves more than they needed to.

The initial dirty talk quickly faded to simple moans and grunts as they settled into a steady sexual rhythm. Jean closed her eyes and just focused on riding the Russian’s hardened dick, not allowing herself to overthink or overfeel. It settled her mind better than any ordinary relaxation and was much more pleasurable. Piotr enjoyed himself as well, relishing in the tight feeling around his cock as Jean’s pussy slid up and down his length. He also couldn’t help but admire her fiery beauty as she rode him. For once, he wasn’t asked to use his powers or his strength to fulfill someone else’s erotic needs. He didn’t ask Jean to do anything with hers either. He just focus on fulfilling his basic needs. It made for a casual yet crude sexual pace. There was nothing graceful or glamorous about it. They were just fucking for the simple enjoyment and the relaxing pleasure it brought.

Jean’s erotic gyrations combined with the added force of Piotr’s arms escalated the feeling fairly quickly. At times the movements weren’t very smooth. It often altered between Jean just jerking her hips back and forth and Piotr slamming her pelvis down against his to drive his member up into her. It was never too fast or too slow for that matter. They simply followed their most basic whims, making sure they were comfortable along the way. Jean kept a hand around the outer folds of her pussy while she rode him, eagerly stimulating her clit while she held onto his shoulder. It helped her built up an orgasm much quicker than usual. It didn’t build with the same intensity as other orgasms, but it was still intense enough to make her moan louder as the feeling approached.

“Oh-oh-ooh I’m about to cum, Peter! Don’t-don’t slow down!” she panted.

“Wasn’t planning to,” he said in a deep tone.

Piotr kept driving her hips down against his, working his dick in and out of her pussy while Jean focused more on rubbing her clit to bring about her orgasm. He only slowed down briefly when he felt her inner muscles tense around his member in accord with her sexual release. Jean dug her nails dig into his shoulder while her back arched a bit as she climaxed. It was an orgasm that wasn’t accompanied by the usual rush of feelings and emotions that were typical of a less casual fuck. It effectively settled her mind to a point where she forgot what had been stressing her to begin with.

The Russian mutant had enough manners to let Jean enjoy her orgasm, but he didn’t allow himself to fall too far behind. He wasn’t close to climaxing yet so he started bouncing her along his dick again, working her pussy along the hard contours of his manhood with a little more vigor this time. Jean gladly obliged him. He had been proven right about keeping things simple so she didn’t let the lingering throbbing in her pussy prevent her from continuing this casual romp. Now with both hands on his shoulders, she started rocking her hips with more intent.

“Mmm...you were right, Peter. I like this! It’s...fitting,” said Jean in a dazed tone.

“I think...you’ll find it more fitting...if you have another,” said the Russian through more grunts.

“Yet another great idea!” she said in a more playful tone.

Even though she was still feeling the effects of her first orgasm, Jean quickly went to work on another while Piotr stepped up his efforts. They ended up shifting their bodies. Piotr remained in a sitting position while Jean turned around so that she was facing away. He then shifted his grip from her hips down to her thighs with her knees bent over his hands. This allowed him to elevate her slightly while she leaned back and let him bounce her along his dick. It also allowed her to use both hands to fondle her clit and outer folds. It often took more effort to have another orgasm so soon after the first, but she knew she could go the distance. During the celibacy period between her and Scott, she became quite good at giving herself orgasms. She didn’t expect Piotr to do the work for her. This had to be her doing.

While Jean leaned back and rested her head on his shoulder, Piotr worked Jean’s body with more vigor. At times he held her up slightly in his arms so he could thrust upwards with his hips at a more rapid pace. Even though he was intent on getting his climax, he didn’t want it to end too quickly. He still sought to enjoy the hot sensations of having sex with Jean Grey. Every time his dick slithered into her tight folds he let out a deep grunt. He tried not to extend it for too long. The Russian mutant was almost ready to cum. Yet to his amazement, Jean beat him to the punch again and was able to have a second climax.

“I-I’m cumming again, Piotr! Ohhhh I’m cumming!” Jean cried out.

“I’m close too, Jean! Just...just a little longer!” grunted Piotr.

“Do it harder if you need to! I-I want you to cum too!”

As it to further aid his efforts, Jean arched her body and really contracted the inner muscles of her vagina as she climaxed her second time. She let out another moan of euphoria just like before. The pleasure wasn’t as intense as the first one, but seeing as how this was her second she dispensed with the whole focus-on-her-own-orgasm theme and helped make sure Piotr’s was more enjoyable.

The extra tightness around his cock definitely helped. The Russian mutant’s face contorted as he was forced to slow his thrusts. His grip on her thighs intensified as he practically slammed her pelvis down against his. Even after Jean’s orgasm passed, she kept tensing her muscles. This allowed him to finally get his release. When it hit, he let out a series of jumbled Russian phrases that Jean assumed had pleasurable connotations. He firmly held Jean’s body in place as he shot off his load into her pussy. The extra tensing of her muscles ensured she soaked up every drop. It may have been a very casual kind of sex, but it was still memorable in its own unique way.

Neither of them said a word as Jean lingered in Piotr’s arms. After the hot sensations of his orgasm had passed, he carefully lifted her up off his dick and laid her back down on the bench. She looked much more relaxed than earlier. Her eyes were still closed and her breathing was still a bit ragged, but she looked very content. Smiling at her demeanor, Piotr let out a content sigh of his own and allowed himself to slouch down a bit.

“You were right, Peter. We both needed this,” said Jean in a soft tone.

“I take it you’re feeling better?” he said to her.

“It’s hard not to feel better after two orgasms,” she replied with a chuckle, “Thanks for giving me a new appreciation for a casual fuck.”

“Thank you for a fuck that didn’t require the strenuous use of our powers. It was...relaxing.”

“Yes...very relaxing,” said Jean as she stretched out a bit, “I already knew sex could be relaxing. Guess I just needed a reminder of how to do it.”

“Simplicity goes a long ways in all things, including sex.”

“Is that a Russian proverb?”

“Nyet, but it should be.”

Piotr and Jean shared a friendly laugh before settling into a comfortable silence. At last, their minds and bodies could catch up with one another. There were so many overwhelming aspects to a ritual orgy, but there were just as many relaxing elements as well. As such, it was important to take time to enjoy both.

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Lounge

‘It’s official. Being insatiably horny after not being able to touch is a nasty combination. Ah thought Remy had a dirty mind, but given the chance to take part in an orgy Ah go buck wild. Maybe Ah should cool down for a bit. Ah’ll either burn myself out or adopt some twisted new fetish that even Remy won’t wanna try.’

Rogue stretched some of her tired limbs as she lay comfortably on a large couch in the lounge. She had been among those who took to this ritual with great enthusiasm. Having only recently regained her ability to touch, she considered herself pretty adventurous even before the ritual. Being able to touch after being isolated for so long made her want to explore all these diverse feelings. She certainly got creative at times by pushing the limits of her powers with men like Piotr. All that creativity, however, ended up being a little draining. It had gotten to a point where normal, casual sex seemed like the most creative thing she could do.

In her drained state, she attempted to recuperate for a bit in the lounge. The temple spared no expense even on furniture. Rogue secured her spot on the long, leather couch that was arranged right near a window and it just happened to be the time of day when the hot tropical sun was blaring right over her naked body. After lying on her back for a while, she turned over and rested her head on her arms. It was tough to sleep with the wine in her system, but her body definitely needed the rest. Her mind also needed to take a break from coming up with new ways to have sex during this ritual. She could only handle so many kinky thoughts at once.

“What’s the matter, Rogue? Wear yourself out already?” came a new voice upon entering the lounge.

“Ah’m not worn out. Ah’m just...catching mah breath,” she said, not rising up to greet the new figure.

“That’s just a more subtle way of saying you’re worn out. And if what I’ve heard about your sexual exploits is even halfway accurate, I don’t blame you...although I have to admit I am intrigued!”

Rogue rolled her eyes. Only Bobby Drake could be that immature during a ritual where the very notion of immaturity was skewed. She remained on her stomach as Bobby made his way over to her and sat on the table across from her. He had in both hands a couple of plates. One had a medium sized sandwich and the other had some fancy Nova Roman appetizers he probably swiped from the kitchen. He seemed a bit too intrigued to just leave Rogue to rest in peace. As he started eating his sandwich, he kept staring at her curiously while probably admiring her nude form in the process.

“So is it true?” asked Bobby with a mouthful of sandwich.

“Is what true?” muttered Rogue.

“Some of the stuff I’ve heard about you and how you’ve been indulging yourself with this ritual,” he clarified before taking another bite.

“Ah guess that depends on what you’ve heard.”

“Well there was this thing with Colossus where you...”

“Okay, that part is true,” she said, not even letting him finish so he wouldn’t go into detail.

“Really? Even the part about red hot metal that you could fry an egg on?” asked the younger mutant with even more intrigue.

“Ah don’t know how hot it was! Ah didn’t really care to measure.”

“I bet you didn’t! I’m surprised you’re both still walking after that! You are still walking, aren’t you?”

“No, Ah swiped Kurt’s powers so Ah can teleport around the temple in between sex. Or didn’t you hear that one too?” said Rogue dryly.

“Fair enough! No need to get defensive on me,” said Bobby innocently.

“If Ah was gonna be defensive, Ah would be yelling at you for lookin’ at mah ass.”

“Why? It’s such a nice ass to look at. If I knew I would get dinner and a show I would’ve worn something nicer than my birthday suit.”

“Ah give up,” she groaned as she turned her head to look away.

“And you call yourself an X-man,” he teased.

She sounded remarkably tense for a woman who just admitted to having the kind of kinky sex that could warp metal. Bobby’s curiosity shifted as he took another bite of his sandwich. He figured that Rogue would be pretty active in this ritual. He heard about how she and Remy had developed such a potent sex life since she regained her ability to touch. It was only logical that she would test the extreme ends of the sexual spectrum here in Nova Roma. Now it looked as though she couldn’t handle those extremes as well as she thought.

“Would you like a bite of my sandwich?” Bobby offered, “All this sex burns a lot of carbs. Couldn’t hurt to up your intake.”

“Ah’m not hungry,” she said flatly.

“Okay then...mind if I make another comment before I can’t resist commenting on your butt again?”

“As if Ah’m in any position to stop you,” sighed Rogue.

“You don’t have to vent all your pent up horniness all at once,” he said in a more serious tone, “I know I can’t understand what you’re going through. I’ve never been cut off from intimacy and I’m pretty sure I it that for granted just as I take my own adorable butt for granted.”

“Ah’m sure you do,” she muttered.

“But sex doesn’t have to be excessive or kinky to be awesome,” Bobby went on, “Take it from a guy who has simpled pretty much every crazy genre of porn that the internet has to offer. The basic act of a penis going into a vagina is still plenty enjoyable. You don’t need to blow it up more than it needs to be. There’s always room for normal sex. If you don’t enjoy that, then you’re missing the point.”

Rogue’s demeanor shifted. She turned over, shifting to her side again so that he could see more of her naked body in addition to her butt. He swallowed the latest bite of his sandwich a little abruptly as a result, but maintained his composure enough to warrant taking him seriously. It was probably the most insightful thing she had heard from Bobby Drake in recent memory. His chronic lack of maturity made him the last person she would take seriously for advice on sex, especially given the circumstances. However, his assessment here made a lot of sense.

There was a time when normal sex seemed like the most extreme act in the world for her. Not being able to touch made it seem like this unattainable feat that she could only fantasize about. After having experienced that feeling, she seemed to make light of just how valuable that basic feeling really was. It got lost in the theatrics of other wild sex acts. Maybe she allowed it to get too lost. This ritual would eventually end, but the basics of sex wouldn’t change. In many ways those basics were the most important aspects of sex. They were what this ritual was meant to celebrate in the first place. Perhaps what she needed most right now was a reminder of how valuable those basics were.

“Did you come up with that on your own? Or is that something you also ripped from the internet?” asked Rogue with a friendly smile.

“Um...would you find it more attractive if I said it was all me?” Bobby retorted in an awkward yet flirtatious manner.

“If Ah said yes, would you join meh on this couch and share a few of those appetizers?”

“You’re not going to ask me to do something kinky with them, are you? Because that would defeat the purpose.”

“Ah wasn’t gonna suggest anything. Ah’m just feeling a bit hungry all of the sudden.”

Now Rogue was the one with the flirtatious undertone. Bobby couldn’t tell if she was just being playful or if she was suggesting something more lurid. The way she shifted her hips a bit to reveal her pussy seemed to imply that food wasn’t the only thing she was hungry for. This was one instance where making a joke wasn’t appropriate even for him. So after setting aside his mostly eaten sandwich, he grabbed some of the appetizers and slipped onto the couch next to her. Since the couch was pretty large, he was just able to lay down on his side next to her so that they were both facing. It allowed her naked skin to touch his, which had an extra special feel to it after once being so forbidden.

“So uh...how much do you want?” he asked awkwardly.

“Ah think you know what Ah want, Bobby. Even you ain’t dense enough to ignore it,” said Rogue in a more seductive tone.

In an effort to make her point clearer, she grabbed the appetizers from his hand and ate them in a very provocative manner. They consisted mostly of crackers with cheese and small slices of meat on the top. It wasn’t the most sensual food, but the way Rogue placed it on her tongue and licked her fingers afterwards made them sensual. It was enough to make Bobby’s manhood perk up a bit. While she was still chewing, she scooted closer to him so that her breasts were pressing up against his chest. This got her message across even for Bobby’s immature mind.

“Commit this to memory because Ah have no idea if Ah’ll ever say this again...you’re right, Bobby,” she said to him.

“Whoa...coming from you, that almost sounds weird,” said Bobby sheepishly.

“That makes two of us,” said Rogue, trying her best to maintain a serious tone, “Ah ain’t gonna deny it. Ah let myself go a little hog wild. Ah guess a part of me still worries that Ah could lose mah ability to touch at any moment so Ah wanna make sure Ah feel everything there is to feel, even if it is a little out there.”

“Not the word I would use, but I see where you’re coming from,” he said.

“But at the end of the day, those normal feelings you mentioned are the most important. You gotta allow yourself to enjoy those or you ain’t gonna enjoy much. With that in mind, how about you and Ah just have some nice, normal sex right here on this couch? Ah ain’t gonna ask you to rub ice cubes around mah nipples. And Ah don’t expect you to ask meh to become some sort of snow princess or something.”

“I honestly wasn’t going to.”

“Ah’m sure the thought crossed your mind at least once,” said Rogue coyly, “All Ah ask is that we make an effort to enjoy the simpler side of sex. You seem to already know its value. Ah just need a reminder.”

Such a request made Bobby hungry again, but not for food this time. As Rogue’s breasts pressed up against his chest, he found himself trailing his fingers down her waist and thigh. Her naked skin felt so good and looked even better in the warm glow of the sunlight. She smiled at him and he smiled back. Bobby was already within her grasp and after being adventurous in the early parts of the ritual, he could use a nice normal romp with a beautiful woman like Rogue.

“I’d be more than happy to remind you, Rogue,” said Bobby in his manliest possible voice, “There’s just one thing we have to take care of before we get down to business.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” she said in sassy tone.

“You’ve got some cheese on your lips. But don’t worry. I’ll be happy to clean it up.”

Whether it was meant to be another joke or not, Bobby went with it. He lightly cupped Rogue’s chin and drew her into a deep kiss. It effectively cleared the cheese from her lip while also stirring their desires. Rogue laughed a bit while they kissed, setting a mood that was more playful than it was kinky. It was refreshing in many ways. Without using any powers or elaborate techniques, it made for a very raw feeling of powerful lust.

Rogue and Bobby quickly got more comfortable on the couch. The innocent kiss meant to clean Rogue’s lips turned into a full blown make-out session. Swirling lips gave way to wrestling tongues while they explored each others’ bodies with their hands. Rogue hitched a leg around his waist, allowing her pelvis to lightly grind against his waist. It helped get the blood flowing between her legs while causing Bobby’s manhood to stiffen as well. As she did this, her upper body pulled back from his slightly. This allowed Bobby to shift his hands to her breasts. With her fleshy orbs in hand, he kneaded them softly to evoke a few light gasps from Rogue. He made it a point not to squeeze too hard or start pinching her nipples. This was supposed to be normal sex and not overly kinky.

There was no real urgency to get right to the sex. Bobby and Rogue were content to enjoy some extended foreplay, just enjoying the natural feel of their bodies and setting the right mood. Even after Bobby’s penis was fully erect and Rogue’s vagina was sufficiently moist, they continued to just feel one another. Gasps of desire mixed with more playful laughs. They kept enjoying it until the time felt right to make the next move.

“Mmm...did you get the cheese?” asked Rogue coyly after they parted.

“What cheese?” asked Bobby with a goofy look on his face.

“Never mind,” she laughed, “Ah’m ready for sex if you are, sugah!”

“Guess the only mature thing for me to do is give it to you.”

Ironically, it probably was the most mature thing Bobby could have done. It was both humorous and arousing, leaving Rogue eager to see him make good on his word. He didn’t make her get up or shift her position that much. He rose up from the couch and moved back a bit, grabbing her right leg in the process and elevating it so that it was over his shoulder. Bobby then positioned himself so that he was on his knees with Rogue’s other leg running between them. While holding onto her leg, he guided his dick to her wet opening. He rubbed the tip around the outer folds at first. Once he was at just the right angle, he moved his hips forward and entered her pussy.

“Ohhh that’s a nice pussy!” Bobby exclaimed.

“So much for maturity,” she snickered.

“To hell with maturity! We’re having sex!”

He was back to being the overly crude young man everyone knew and it didn’t bother Rogue in the slightest. Bobby didn’t do anything too elaborate. He just started working his hips back and forth, rhythmically driving his cock into her pussy. Rogue closed her eyes and fondled her breasts as warm sensations of bliss followed. She didn’t give Bobby any pointers on how to fuck her and she didn’t tell him to do anything fancy for him. They just went at their own pace, enjoying these most basic methods of sex for all their worth.

Through their labored grunts, Bobby and Rogue still maintained a playful demeanor. Bobby varied the pace of his thrusting, starting and stopping at regular intervals so he could just enjoy the hot feeling of Rogue’s pussy around his dick. Rogue stopped fondling her breasts at one point and reached down to rub her clit. This was a bit of an awkward reach while lying on her side so she shifted her body around so that now she was flat on her back. Bobby generously accommodated her, pulling out for a moment so that she could get comfortable. Once she had adjusted, he repositioned his pelvis between her legs and held onto her thighs at the point right blow her knees. He then re-entered her and resumed his thrusting.

“This basic enough for you, Rogue?” grinned Bobby in his manly voice again.

“Ooh yeah! Basic ain’t supposed to feel this good!” Rogue purred.

“Actually, with sex it should!”

They shared more playful laughs as Bobby continued his thrusting, stepping up the pace a bit and slithering his dick inside her with more vigor. In this basic missionary-like position, Rogue was better able to stimulate her clit. Holding onto the side of the couch with one hand, she used the other to lightly fondle the swollen nub while Bobby’s dick moved in and out of her. He continued to vary the pace, slowing down so that he didn’t climax too soon. Part of sticking to the basics meant not finishing too soon. This was something they both wanted and needed to enjoy so they sought to make it last.

Bobby and Rogue remained in this comfortable missionary position for a fairly long while. The warmth of the sun beating down on their naked bodies through the window along with the comfortable setting on the couch made it something worth drawing out. Bobby continued to follow his own whim, leaning over at times so he could steal a few quick kisses from Rogue before turning to a more upright position. While she was fondling her clit, he also reached over and fondled her breasts like he had done when they were making out. It added a more varied feel to this basic act. Through each variation, the sensations escalated. For Rogue, they escalated faster. Having her breasts and clit rubbed at the same time really helped bring her closer to her climax.

“Oh-ooh-oh-Ah’m getting close, Bobby! Ah feel it coming!” she exclaimed.

“Then you’re doing it right!” grinned Bobby.

Seeking more leverage as the feelings intensified, Rogue shifted her body around so that she was on her knees while leaning against the arm of the couch. This gave Bobby a nice view of her butt, which he had admired so much earlier. Without skipping a beat, he grabbed her by the hips and re-entered her pussy again. This time he thrust into her at a faster pace, his pelvis repeatedly against her butt with each motion. As he moved with greater vigor, he came closer to climaxing as well. However, Rogue beat him to the punch.

Now clinging to the arm of the couch firmly, she bucked her hips in sync with each of Bobby’s thrust. This drove his dick deeper into her pussy, providing that extra bit of force to send her beyond the brink. These most basic of motions lead to greater pleasures. As these pleasures surged through her body, Rogue threw her head back and let out a deep moan of bliss. After having gone through such elaborate feats to get her orgasm, it was almost a relief that she could still cum with this kind of basic stimulation. As her pussy contracted around Bobby’s dick, he had to slow his thrusted. Despite the extra tightness, he still hadn’t climaxed. This was not lost on Rogue even as she enjoyed the feeling.

“Dang...talk about going back to basics!” said Rogue, exhilarated by her release.

“Sticking to the basics does wonders,” said Bobby, who was still breathing hard, “Speaking of which...”

“You don’t have to say it, Bobby. Ah ain’t gonna be selfish. You did such a good job of reminding meh how simpler sex can be great. Now Ah’m gonna finish a job of mah own!”

Bobby was too dazed to understand her meaning at first, but he quickly picked up on her intent. With her pussy still throbbing from her orgasm, Rogue pulled back from him and turned around. She practically pounced on Bobby, pushing him down into a sitting position so that he was leaning back against the arm on the other side of the couch. She then quickly crawled up on top of him in a very feline way, grabbing a hold of his hardened dick in the process. It was now soaked with her feminine juices, allowing her to lightly jerk him off a bit. Upon seeing his content reaction, she took it a step further and trailed her lips down his chest and stomach.

“We’ve successfully established that basic sex can feel pretty dang good,” she said playfully, “So why not apply the same logic to blowjobs?”

“Sounds so very logical,” said Bobby, moaning a bit at the way she was rubbing his dick.

“Ah ain’t gonna be too fancy. Ah’m just gonna get you what you need and we’ll see if that’s good enough.”

Rogue licked her lips and went to work, devouring his cock in a fluid motion. She didn’t attempt to show off any deep-throating skills or swirl her tongue in some elaborate motion. She just bobbed her head up and down, sucking him in a steady yet firm manner. Bobby quickly relaxed under this invigorating feeling, leaning back on the couch and closing his eyes so Rogue could prove her point.

“Ohhhhh fuck! Keep doing it, Rogue! I’m almost ready! Just don’t stop whatever you do!” he moaned.

Rogue’s lips kept trailing along the full length of his member. Her simple sucking was more than enough to get him to his climax. She didn’t have to do it for very long. Bobby had already worked up the feeling during their sex. She felt the veins on his shaft throb as he approached. When he finally got his release, he let out a sharp gasp as he blew his load of fluids. Rogue didn’t stop sucking. She let him unload his manly fluids right into her mouth. Since this all started with food to begin with, it seemed fitting. She looked up at his content expression as she lightly sucked a bit longer, making sure she got every drop.

Once she extracted the last of it, she swallowed and rose up. Bobby remained in a sitting position, leaning back on the arm of the couch in a very content manner. Rogue did the same, returning to the other end and sitting back in a similar position. The warm daze of sexual bliss lingered for a moment. When Bobby finally opened his eyes, he shared another warm smile with Rogue. This back-to-basics approach had been good for them. It served as a fitting reminder that sex was still enjoyable even in its simplest form.

“A job well done if that’s not too crude a term!” said Bobby in utter satisfaction.

“Crude being relative for some folk more than others,” Rogue quipped.

“Point taken,” he said with a chuckle, “But can we at least say we made our point?”

“Definitely!” she replied with a warm smile, “It’s a point that needed to be made and Ah can’t thank you enough for going outta your way to make it for meh, Bobby. You may be immature, but you know the value of a good fuck!”

“Hey, the day we stop appreciating the simplest pleasures of life is the day we all join the Brotherhood,” said Bobby.

“Lord knows we don’t need that. There’s a time and a place for the more elaborate stuff. For all we know, some of the others are already taking part in some much kinkier shit!”

“We can only imagine.”

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Hades Chamber

“This is so wrong, yet so awesome,” said an overly eager Roberto de Costa.

“I’m sure it’s more wrong than we’ll ever be comfortable with. I just don’t care enough to dwell on it at the moment,” said an equally eager David Allerdyce.

The two young mutants had enjoyed numerous opportunities to indulge their raging hormones since this ritual began. It was a real fantasy come true, freely engaging in sex with their fellow teammates without fear of complications or emotional entanglement. It also provided opportunities to act out fantasies that were often confined to the realm of perverse imagination. More often than not, Emma Frost was involved in those fantasies. As a woman who openly flaunted her sexuality even among her students, it was difficult not to imagine her in a sexually charged fantasy. Now in her role as the nymph of penance, fantasy had become reality.

“I hope you boys aren’t just going to stand there and drool. These ropes are chaffing my wrists,” said Emma Frost in an overly bemused tone.

“Sorry, Miss Frost. Please understand what a big moment this is for us,” said Prodigy sheepishly, “I don’t think any of us ever thought we could do something like this.”

“I hope you don’t hold it against us for just wanting to commit this to memory,” added Roberto.

“Make me wait much longer and I may just have to,” she said replied.

For once, her harsh tone didn’t particularly bother Prodigy and Roberto. This was not a classroom where she was in a position of authority. This particular chamber of the temple was among the less glamorous areas of this otherwise opulent structure. Amara informed them that this was an area reserved for rituals involving the god, Pluto. It was taboo in Greco-Roman traditions to acknowledge the god of the underworld openly so most rituals were conducted in secluded areas. This particular chamber had no windows, fairly dim lighting, and a rather macabre setting. Like many other chambers, there were frescoes along the walls. However, these frescoes depicted hellish imagery. They all surrounded stands of candles that bathed the chamber in an eerie twilight. In the center was a special bed where Emma Frost sat waiting for her latest act of penance.

It took a while to sink in for Prodigy and Roberto. The notion that they could have their way with this beautiful woman that was so intimidating aroused them almost as much as her perfect sink and surgically perfected breasts. After hearing how Julian acted out one of his twisted fantasies, the two young X-men decided to act out one of theirs. The setup was a basic exercise in bondage. They bound Emma’s wrists behind her back and did the same with her ankles, leaving her prone and submissive on the queen-sized bed. On a small stand next to them was a bottle of lubricant, some scented massage oil, and a few other accessories. As part of her role, she was poised to be the target of every lustful thought they ever had of her.

“I don’t know about you, Roberto, but I’m done admiring! I’m ready for some hands on learning with our teacher,” said Prodigy with a mischievous grin.

“I’m ready too, amigo!” said Roberto as he cracked his knuckles in anticipation, “So how do you want to begin?”

“Might I suggest a drool bucket so you don’t look so foolish?” said Emma dryly.

“Hey, I thought you were supposed to be in a submissive role, Miss Frost!” Prodigy pointed out.

“I am, but such a role doesn’t involve watching two students that I taught look foolish. Even in the presence of the epitome of feminine sexuality, I prefer you carry yourselves like men rather than immature boys.”

“Are you actually trying to teach us a lesson about our manhood at a time like this?” said Roberto with a raised eyebrow.

“I would prefer not to so I’m hoping you’ll prove me wrong. I’m bound, submissive, and naked. As such, I expect you boys to handle me like aspiring men.”

Only Emma Frost could sound so domineering in a submissive role. The two young mutants exchanged glances. This woman was expecting them to show her that they had grown into men under her tutelage. It was like an exam of sorts on top of their fantasy and they were intent on fulfilling both.

“You hear that, David? She wants us to show her that we’re men,” said Roberto intently.

“And she has to do anything we say so we may never have a better chance to prove it,” said Prodigy.

“Then let’s make the most of it! I say if we can make her scream in ecstasy, we’ll have proved ourselves.”

“In that case, let the proving begin!”

The two men practically pounced on Emma, surrounding her on both sides and eagerly groping her naked body. Roberto went right for her breasts while Prodigy went for her hips, leaning in and licking around the area just above her folds. Her skin felt every bit as pristine as it looked. There were no blemishes or marks, most likely a result of surgery during her Hellfire Club days. It felt so good on their hands and their lips that normal raging hormones turned to a sort of wild and uncontrolled lust.

“Ooh, I thought you two were going to be men. Not animals,” said Emma, shifting a bit as she felt their eager hands and lips on her body.

“We’re going to prove it, Miss Frost. But we’re also going to enjoy ourselves,” said Roberto while giving her breasts a hard squeeze.

“And to do that, we need you to play your part and resist the urge to criticize us,” said Prodigy, who was practically resting her head on her pelvis.

“Are you telling me to shut up?” she asked flatly.

“Isn’t part of being a man having manners around a beautiful woman?” Roberto quipped.

Emma grinned at such a coy response. It exuded a kind of manly confidence in the two young mutants that she had hoped to see. Even if they were groping and slobbering over her naked body, they had the right intent and she was willing to let them prove themselves.

The former White Queen fell silent and let Roberto and Prodigy enjoy her body. They groped and kissed around her breasts and hips a bit longer, which helped to entrench them in this a mindset of intense fanciful lust. After enjoying the simple touch of her naked skin, they decided to put some of their additional resources to good use. While giving Prodigy a chance to feel around her breasts, Roberto reached over to the table and retrieved a bottle of scented massage oil. With little regard for making a mess on the sheets, he opened the bottle poured it over her breasts and butt.

“Nice!” grinned Prodigy as he spread the oily substance over her naked body, “This should help get this bitch warmed up!”

“So much for manners,” muttered Emma.

“Says the woman who actually answered when Miss Grey asked what made you such a bitch,” quipped Roberto, “What was your response? Breeding or something?”

“Very appropriate, don’t you think?” snickered Prodigy.

Emma rolled her eyes. She had a feeling Jean would tell the others about that. It wasn’t meant to be serious, but it wasn’t meant to be a joke either. She never hid from such labels before. Now it was just taking on a very literal context.

Even if their choice of words were vulgar, the massage oil definitely helped heighten the mood. Roberto must have emptied out half the bottle, effectively covering her naked body with a nice layer of the viscous material from her neck all the way down to her feet. It gave her skin an even smoother feel while giving it a very sensual sheen in the dim light. The two young mutants took full advantage of this slick smoothness, showing even more eagerness as they smothered their hands around her body. It was much smoother this time, which actually helped Emma get aroused as well. At times the felt around her pussy, which helped get the blood flowing while aiding the growing moistness between her legs. They didn’t just feel with their hands either. They found other ways to enjoy the sensual touch of her body.

Since this brand of massage oil was edible, they started licking as well. Prodigy licked around her breasts and ample cleavage. Roberto licked around her feet and over her heart-shaped ass. The mango flavor of the oil made her akin to a delicious desert that they sought to devour. The more they tasted, the more they hungered for her.

“Mmm...you taste go good, Miss Frost!” said Roberto.

“I damn well better with all the cheap cologne you boys wear,” she remarked.

“Guess we can’t expect her to keep stay completely quiet this whole time,” said Prodigy, who was still focused on rubbing her breasts.

“Oh I’m sure we’ll find a way to silence her when the time is right,” grinned Roberto.

“You’re welcome to try.”

The two young mutants grinned mischievously as they took her up on that dare. Having sufficiently enjoyed touching Emma Frost’s once untouchable body, they were ready to exert their lust in other ways. Such much touching and tasting left both Roberto and Prodigy very aroused. Their dicks were now quite hard, but could stand to be a bit harder so they decided to coordinate.

“Since you seem to be enjoying her breasts so much, how about you titty fuck her while I give her mouth something to do aside from talking?” Roberto suggested.

“Works for me,” said Prodigy with a casual shrug.

They asserted themselves more aggressively, shoving Emma onto the bed so that she was lying on her back with her arms still restrained behind her. It was a bit uncomfortable, but she endured it while the two young mutants got into position. Roberto maneuvered himself to her side while Prodigy hovered over top of her with both feet at her sides and squatted down so that his dick was right in line with her breasts. As he started kneading her voluptuous mounds again in preparation, Roberto grabbed Emma’s head and turned it to her right so he could shove his dick right into her face. Emma, maintaining her role as a submissive, instinctively opened her mouth and took in his length.

“Yeah! Suck that dick, teacher!” said Roberto intently.

“How is it, Roberto?” asked Prodigy.

“Oh man, her mouth is as good at sucking dick as it is as belittling us!”

“Damn, that’s saying a lot! Let’s see if her breasts are just as good.”

Having added extra oil to Emma’s famously large breasts, Prodigy slid his hardened penis between them and mashed them together. It made for a tight, intoxicating feeling around his member. Since her breasts were surgically enhanced, they felt harder compared to normal breasts. In some ways that helped because it made for a much tighter fit between them. It allowed him to rock his hips, working his cock between her breasts in a smooth motion. Titty fucking Emma Frost was a fantasy of many male students, but the real thing hardly did justice to such a fantasy.

As Prodigy eagerly glided his dick between Emma’s breasts, Roberto played with her platinum blond hair while he humped her face. He didn’t work it with the same intensity as Prodigy, allowing Emma to do most of the work. She demonstrated some advanced oral sex skills, most likely another relic from her days in the Hellfire Club. She deep-throated his cock with ease, using her tongue to skillfully swirl around the base and over the tip. She knew how to suck with just the right amount of pressure. He and many other students imagined she would be good at this, but no one could have imagined it feeling this good.

The more Emma Frost’s body exceeded their fantasies, the more fervent the two young mutants became. Roberto and Prodigy were practically seething with lust. Their dicks now rock hard with arousal, they lost themselves in a daze of sexual hunger. This was a woman who was always hard on her students. While they never doubted she cared for them, they never got a chance to be hard with her. There was a temptation to get downright rough with her, but they didn’t let it get that far. Like Emma had told them, they were men and not animals. And after bathing in this burning lust for a while, they were ready to finish the job.

“Ahhh fuck! I don’t know about you, man! But I’m ready for some pussy!” said Prodigy intently.

“Really? You don’t want to get a blow-job first?” said Roberto, who seemed content to let Emma keep sucking, “It’s pretty awesome!”

“I’m sure it is, but I bet her pussy is better!”

“Only one way to find out, I guess,” he said with a phony sigh, “But if you’re going to take her pussy, I’m going to fuck her ass!”

“A little double penetration action? Deal!”

Prodigy and Roberto reluctantly pulled themselves away from Emma’s body so they could reposition her. It allowed the former White Queen to catch her breath for a moment after Roberto pulled his dick out of her mouth. The shift came as a relief of sorts. Laying on her back with her hands tied behind her was getting a bit uncomfortable. To accommodate their insatiable lusts, they turned her over. Prodigy got on his back this time while Roberto made his way around towards Emma’s legs. Along the way he grabbed a bottle of lubricant, the sight of her perfect ass looking more appealing by the second. Once he got behind her, he undid the ropes restraining Emma’s angles.

“There...that should make this easier on all of us,” said Roberto as he and Prodigy guided her into position.

“Relatively speaking, of course,” said Emma dryly, “You do realize if both of you fuck my holes at once and fail to make me cum, it’ll be a horrendous blow to your masculinity.”

“Thanks for the reminder, Miss Frost,” said Prodigy, trying not to get too discouraged by her harsh words.

“Even though reminders like that are a minor buzzkill,” said Roberto as he opened up the bottle of lubricant.

“What would you have me do? Point out your shortcomings while you’re in the middle of fucking me?”

“Well we’d like to avoid that, which is why I made sure Amara had one of these in stock.”

While Roberto was getting ready to lube up Emma’s ass, Prodigy reached over towards the table and retrieved a ball gag. Emma had made it clear that she her submissiveness didn’t extend to that legendary wit of hers. So in the spirit of seizing this teenage-fantasy-of-a-lifetime, Prodigy practically shoved the gag into Emma’s mouth and secured it.

“Mmf!” grunted Emma as her words were muffled.

“There! Much better!” said Prodigy.

“You know she can still use her telepathy, don’t you?” Roberto reminded him.

“She could, but not if we fuck her to the point where she can’t think straight!”

“Duly noted,” he snickered, “Then we’ll just have to be extra manly!”

The two young mutants continued to adjust Emma’s body so that she was in the perfect position. With her mouth gagged, Prodigy grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her on top of him so that she was straddling his pelvis and leaning forward with her breasts pressing right up against his chest. This allowed his hardened member to rub around the outer opening of her vagina. It gave Roberto a clearer view of her butt. With some lube in hand, he smeared some of the slippery fluid around her anal opening. As he did this, he rubbed a little on his dick as well to make sure he stayed hard and was sufficiently lubricated. Once ready, the two young mutants prepared to fulfill the last part of their fantasy.

“You ready on your end, Roberto?” asked Prodigy.

“She’s all lubed up and ready to go!” said Roberto, giving Emma’s butt a light slap in anticipation.

“What about you, Miss Frost? Are you ready?” he asked casually.

“Mmfmm,” she replied with a bemused look on her face.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” grinned Prodigy.

“Then let’s get to work on this bitch!” said Roberto eagerly, “Come on! We’ll enter her at the same time!”

The wait was finally over. Fantasy could finally become reality for the two lucky teenagers. Prodigy reached down and grabbed hold of Emma’s waist while Roberto grabbed onto her ass. After some brief coordination, one dick was at her pussy and the other was at her anus. Now ready to fully expend their lust, the two young mutants thrust into Emma Frost.

“Holy shit! Her pussy is really hot!” exclaimed Prodigy.

“Ooh her ass is really tight! It’s better than I ever thought it could be!” said Roberto with equal enthusiasm.

“Mmm!” moaned Emma through the gag.

“I think that means she likes it too!” Prodigy surmised, “So let’s give it to her!”

With sexual energy beyond their years, Prodigy and Roberto began fucking Emma Frost. Prodigy used his grip on Emma’s waist to move her body laterally, working her pussy along the length of his dick in the process. He also shifted his legs a bit so he could thrust upwards into her, adding more force so he could feel the full length of her womanly depths. It was a bit tricky with Roberto in the way, who was a lot more vigorous with his body movements. He kept a firm grip on her butt as he eagerly jerked his hips back and forth, driving his dick into her ass as far as he could push it. With her arms still bound behind her back, all Emma could do was move her body in accord with their whims. Their deep grunts mixed with her muffled moans, creating a messy mesh of sex that was more raw than any fantasy.

At first Prodigy and Roberto were content to just hammer away, enjoying the simple feeling of filling Emma Frost’s holes. But after a while, they steadied the pace of their humping and focused this wild outburst of sexual energy. They could have just callously fucked her, but they didn’t. It offered her a sense of reassurance while allowing her to enjoy this feeling as well. Her students may have been young, but they carried themselves admirably. They worked in unison to fuck her in a way that was pleasurable for her as well as them. It showed to Emma that they took the task of proving their manhood seriously.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! We’re giving it! And she’s taking it!” exclaimed Roberto through hard grunts.

“Ahhh fuck! I love it! Her pussy...so hot!” panted Prodigy.

Emma’s muffled moans continued to mix with their grunts. The way she was tensing her vaginal and rectal muscles with each thrust showed she was into it. They alternated between periods where they both thrust their dicks into her at the same time and periods where they would alternate their thrusts. Such collective thrusting filled Emma with surges of pleasure. There were times when their inexperience showed and their movements were a bit uncomfortable, but they kept the rhythm going and made sure it lasted so she could bear the full extent of their lusts.

Roberto and Prodigy sought to savor this collective fuck for as long as they could. They knew it was highly unlikely they would ever get another chance like this with Emma Frost. The best they could do was make this experience memorable. At times they completely sandwiched her between their bodies with Roberto leaning on top of her and really allowing her voluptuous form to mesh with hers. They also allowed her to rise up at times so that Prodigy wasn’t bearing so much weight. It also allowed him to fondle her breasts while he thrust up into her. They continued to coordinate, working Emma’s body in lateral motion so she plunged back down on both their dicks. When they wanted to mix it up, they held her in place so they could each just pound into her on their own accord. Emma seemed to really like it when they showed their strength. They did this more and more as they held back their own orgasm at times so they could get her to have one as well. It was only proper as good men.

After numerous periods of fucking Emma at different angles and rates, they heard her muffled moans growing more intense. It eventually got to a point where it was clear even through the ball gag that she was getting close to her orgasm. Since they were getting too close to hold back as well, they shifted their bodies again for the final push.

“You-you hear that? I think our teacher is trying to tell us something!” said Prodigy, who could see the shifting expressions on her face.

“Is she...trying to...criticize us again?” grunted Roberto, who was still focused on thrusting his cock into her ass.

“No...I think she’s saying...she’s ready to cum!”

“Really? Then I guess...that means we should get ready too!” said the Brazilian mutant.

In preparation for this final outburst of lust, Roberto grabbed Emma by her thighs and used some of his solar strength to pull her up so that she was fully elevated from the bed. Prodigy rose up with her, attacking her breasts with his lips while he hungrily thrust up up into her pussy while propped on his knees. With each thrust, Roberto worked her up and down so that his dick kept slithering within her ass. She was once again sandwiched between them, her flesh surrounded by these two aspiring young men. This along with their more desperate thrusting sent her to the brink of orgasm.

“Mmf! Mmf! Mmmmm!” moaned Emma through the gag.

“Ohhh I can feel her pussy getting tighter!” moaned Prodigy, “I think she’s cumming!”

“Then let’s cum too! I can’t hold it back any longer!” grunted Roberto.

When Emma climaxed, they both felt it. She threw her head back and let out cry that was loud even with the ball gag. As waves of pleasure surged through her body, the muscles in her pussy and ass both throbbed. It let Prodigy and Roberto know that it was okay for them to finish the job.

Shortly after Emma’s orgasm, Prodigy climaxed next. He practically squeezed her breasts as he thrust up into her with desperate fervor. When he blew his load, he nearly fell over backwards as he pushed his cock up deep into her pussy to deposit his load of manly fluids. As he lingered inside her, Roberto released his load as well. He gripped her thighs firmly as he let out a moan of ecstasy, ejaculating a thick stream of his fluid into her anal depths. Like Prodigy, he lingered inside her. They were both somewhat reluctant to pull out because they wanted to commit this feeling to memory. When they finally did, they each fell back on the bed and let Emma settle between them.

“Meu Deus...” said Roberto breathlessly, now resting on his side.

“Is that Brazilian for that was fucking amazing?!” said an equally content Prodigy as he casually laid on his back.

“Brazilians speak Portuguese, asshole,” he replied in a dazed tone.

“Fair enough,” Prodigy shrugged, “If you know of a way to say how great fucking Emma Frost is, I’d love to hear it!”

“I’ll let you know if I come up with something.”

The two young men couldn’t help but feel accomplished at what they just did. They had sex with Emma Frost, their teacher and the X-men’s resident vixen. There had been many fantasies surrounding this woman and they had a chance to act it out. It was enough to make an already amazing ritual even more memorable.

“So...you think we proved our manhood?” asked Roberto.

“I don’t know. Why don’t we ask her?” said Prodigy casually.

Reaching over towards where Emma Frost was lying on her side, he undid the ball gag. As soon as it was off, the former White Queen took a moment to adjust her jaw before addressing her two students.

“If you’re expecting me to compare your sex skills one of Nova Roma’s resident gods, you’re going to be severely disappointed,” she said, sounding remarkably assertive for a woman who just had an orgasm.

“Even our egos aren’t that inflated after sex, Miss Frost,” laughed Roberto.

“But we would like an answer. You did say you wanted us to prove ourselves,” said Prodigy.

“Fine,” she sighed, “If I had to grade you on your masculinity, I’d give you a B.”

“Just a B?” said Roberto in protest.

“Okay, I’ll make it a B+ because you both took the time to give me a nice orgasm. You didn’t have to. You could have just fucked me, filled my holes, and left me here gagged and bound for my next horny student.”

“But we didn’t,” Prodigy pointed out, “We did make an effort to ensure you enjoyed yourself, Miss Frost.”

“And that is the mark of a true man. It’s good to know that you’ve taken some of my lessons seriously in addition to fantasizing about me naked.”

Emma was back to her usual harsh tone. Prodigy and Roberto didn’t expect anything less from her. This coarse assessment was probably the most praise they would get from her. However, after having lived out one of their fantasies with her, they were more than willing to accept it. They would probably never get an opportunity like this again. Except now instead of just fantasies, they had these fond memories to cherish for the rest of their lives.

“Now that we got that out of the way, would one of you mind untying me?” she asked in a bemused tone.

“Aw, do we have to?” teased Roberto.

“If you want your brain matter intact, yes,” said the former White Queen in a more assertive tone, “I know you’re enjoying this. You probably won’t be the last ones either. I still have a role to fulfill. And I’d like to carry out the rest of these nymph duties so I can indulge some of my own fantasies. They may not be as perverse as teenage boys, but I assure you they’re worth indulging.”

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Up next: Warriors mix sex and sparring while others attempt to take the ritual to exotic new heights