Festival of X

Festival of X

Chapter 17: Perverse Preoccupations

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New Olympus Temple - Pool

Jean Grey had been trying to set her mind at ease ever since Emma’s message. The desire to trust her after everything she went through was clashing with old attitudes surrounding the White Queen. After her conversation with Amara, Jean decided the best way to deal with this was to confront Emma directly. If she was serious about trusting this woman, then she needed to be open and honest with her.

However, Emma made it clear after her announcement that she didn’t want to be talk at the moment. Jean sent out a number of telepathic messages, none of which were received. Emma was also quite skilled at guarding her mind, which made confronting her more difficult. But being a skilled telepath herself, she was able to pick up a few stray thoughts. One of them sounded quite telling.

‘I don’t think Emma will mind me taking a quick dip before the main event.’

It didn’t sound like a thought from Emma and it was projected somewhat overtly, which indicated it may be intentional. It was a bit suspicious, but Jean decided to investigate anyways. She traced the source of the thought to the pool, which hadn’t been used since Emma’s ceremony. When she entered the area, everything seemed quiet. She did a quick telepathic scan, but sensed nothing out of the ordinary. Yet she still got the impression that someone was here. She couldn’t tell if it was Emma. For all she knew, Emma was just playing a dirty trick on her.

“What are you up to, Emma?” she wondered out loud, “And how much should I worry?”

Jean walked up to the edge of the pool. She wondered if she should take a dip as well to help clear her mind. This was supposed to be a transition period for her and Emma. They were supposed to be moving forward from the affair with Scott that nearly tore them apart. But if Emma was up to her old tricks, then that would set things back in a big way. It would essentially defeat the purpose of all their elaborate efforts to make peace with one another.

As Jean wrestled with these conflicting thoughts, she noticed a figure in the pool. It hadn’t been apparent at first, but there was definitely somebody swimming underwater. This seemed a bit odd because she hadn’t seen anyone come up for air since she entered the room.

“Huh? Who could that be?” she said as she tried to get a closer look.

Jean made her way towards the deeper end of the pool where the figure was casually swimming in circles underneath. It was hard to make out who it was through the wavy surface. In an effort to get a closer look, she knelt down at the edge and tried get a closer look. Then to her surprise, the figure abruptly shot up to the surface and literally flew out of the water as if it were a miniature rocket.

“Whoa!” Jean exclaimed as she stumbled back from the edge of the pool.

As the water splashed onto her, she looked up to see the very poised and very naked figure of Namor descend gracefully to the surface. Neither Jean nor the X-men had not crossed paths with Namor, but they knew of his exploits. They also knew that he was a man who wasn’t afraid to go after beautiful women. His perfectly perfectly sculpted body certainly helped in that regard. Even though that speedo he wore left little to the imagination, seeing him naked put Jean in an awkward position.

“Greetings, Miss Grey-Summers,” he said to her, “I see I only had to project my thoughts briefly to get your attention. Emma was right about how astute your skills were.”

“Emma...so I take it that means you’re one of the guests she mentioned?” surmised Jean.

“You look shocked.”

“I’m not, I just...” she stammered.

“Is it really so surprising that the king of Atlantis would consort with a beautiful woman who is unafraid to utilize her sexual talents to the fullest? Or is the sight of my royal genitalia just too jarring?”

Jean blushed and smiled awkwardly, trying not to look too foolish in front of the king of Atlantis. While it was true that he was pretty well-hung for a king, his comments added some logic to this unexpected development with Emma. She could easily see her getting along with Namor as they shared the same arrogant, self-absorbed personality. She could also easily see them as willing sex partner. Namor’s fondness of blonds was well-known and Emma would certainly be inclined to take advantage of that. While his presence answered some questions about Emma’s activities, Jean still had her share of concerns.

“Whatever your reasons, Namor will mercifully spare you further indignity,” he said as he extended her hand, “I have a more practical reason for why I summoned you.”

“I’ll assume Emma is part of that reason,” said Jean as she accepted Namor’s gesture and returned to her feet, “At the risk of being overly paranoid about the woman who tried to steal my husband, I’ll hold off making any more assumptions.”

“Oh come now, Miss Grey-Summers. You act as though she’s the only one guilty of lusting after another’s spouse.”

In another move that shocked Jean, Namor pulled her into his powerful arms where he embraced her in a rather lustful manner. She felt his hand trail down the curves of her body, draping over her thighs in a way that communicated a strong desire. Had she not already been in the midst of a ritual where she and Scott freely engaged in sex acts with others, she would have resisted. But the feeling of his powerful hands on her skin and the hard contours of her body against hers evoked her own desires.

Namor sensed he had stirred Jean Grey’s loins. She may not have had the same voluptuous curves as Emma or the striking blond hair he found so alluring, but she was still a beautiful woman in her own right. Her ruby red lips, enchanting green eyes, and smooth skin bore the traits of a very passionate woman. He sought to stir those passions with more touching. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer so that more of her womanly flesh made contact with his chiseled frame.

“Namor...I’m naked and I have aphrodisiac-laced wine coursing through my system,” said Jean in a tone that didn’t hide her lustful inclinations, “If you’re going to explain yourself, do it now. Don’t tempt me into making the wrong assumptions.”

“Namor never tempts. He tantalizes,” he said with a more domineering leer as he slipped his hands down to her butt.

“I...I can feel that. But I’m serious, Namor!”

“So am I. Namor always takes his endeavors seriously, even those that involve simple pleasures of the flesh,” said the Atlantean King, “I know everything about this little ritual of yours. Emma informed me of the X-men’s plans several days ago. She also informed me of the role she took on. And I have to admit, I had a hard time imagining Emma Frost being submissive in any capacity.”

“In the past I would have agreed with you, but I saw it for myself,” said Jean, trying to maintain her demeanor despite Namor’s grip on her naked body.

“But she indicated it was an important act of atonement...one meant to regain the trust of you, your husband, and your team. While I scoff at the notion of going to such lengths, I understand her intentions. I also understand that she’s not a woman for whom submission weakens her more dominant inclinations.”

“I still don’t see why this involves you going out of your way to corner me and attempt to seduce me.”

“Who says I’m merely attempting? I can already see it in your eyes, Miss. Grey-Summers. I’m succeeding!”

Her further proved his point by slipping a hand between her legs and skillfully fondling the outer folds of her vagina. The way he did it evoked a sharp gasp in Jean. While Namor was undeniably strong, his ability to be tender and apply just the right amount of pressure to certain areas of female anatomy was uncanny. As he slowly slid his fingers along the inner folds of her slit, lightly pressed on her clit with his thumb. Jean could already feel herself getting quite wet and she could also feel Namor’s penis swell as it rubbed against her thigh.

“Believe it or not, my seduction of you is merely part of a larger plan Emma has conjured,” Namor went on while he continued fondling Jean’s folds.

“And...and what plan might that be?” asked Jean, finding herself less concerned than she probably should have been.

“It’s nothing devious, I assure you. She merely intends to re-assert her dominance. Like any queen, she cannot allow one act of submission undermine her authority in the eyes of her peers. And in order to do that, she needs you to be fully distracted.”

“So that’s why you lured me here? To distract me?”

“Consider yourself fortunate. There are worse ways for a beautiful woman to be occupied,” he said in a deep, manly tone, “Which brings me to a little message from Emma that I promised to relay. I’m supposed to tell you, ‘The benefits of trust also come with privileges. Consider this a reminder of whose trust you now have and what she can do with it.’ Take that as you will.”

It was somewhat difficult to understand those words while Namor was making her incredibly aroused with his touching, but they still resonated. Jean had been so anxious about what Emma was planning. Now that she had completed her role as a submissive, she was free to overcompensate as much as she wanted. In Jean’s experience, that was usually cause for concern. But it was different this time. She sensed that Namor was telling the truth and if Emma had truly said those words, then she also understood the value of the trust they had just established. And Emma being Emma, she was inclined to utilize it in some very creative ways.

Namor felt Jean Grey settle within his grasp, her concerns and anxieties melting away under his touch. She seemed a bit more receptive to his cunning now. Emma told him she might be somewhat reluctant given their history. She also told him that she was quite receptive to outbursts of lust from powerful men. The growing wetness between her legs proved it. Feeling her womanly flesh and holding her in his powerful embrace built his arousal as well. He was ready to take this woman in ways that were only fitting of the king of Atlantis.

“Emma...you wonderfully cunning bitch,” Jean laughed as she purred under Namor’s touch.

“I take your humored vulgarity as confirmation that I need not explain myself any further,” said Namor.

“I’ll only add that I occasionally wield a cosmic force. It’s going to take a lot to distract me from Emma Frost’s shenanigans,” she said in a more seductive tone.

“Namor’s efforts are never insufficient, regardless of how cosmic a woman claims to be. If you dare question my ability, then Namor will gladly purge you of such doubts, Miss Grey-Summers!”

The king of Atlantis crashed his lips against Jean’s, effectively stifling her ability to express further doubt. Jean Grey had challenged Namor’s sexual fortitude. She would now have to brace herself as he rose to that challenge while fulfilling his promise to Emma Frost.

Jean allowed Namor that opportunity, succumbing to her burgeoning lust and submitting to the Atlantean king’s seduction. She quickly discovered that he took sex as seriously as he took any royal matter. He practically shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her lips in a forceful yet tantalizing way. As he slithered her tongue with hers, he abruptly lifted her up into his arms and carried her back towards a nearby wall. He then effectively pinned her against the polished marble, grabbing both her wrists and holding them against the wall near her head. This effectively demonstrated his royal authority while allowing his manly flesh to press up against her.

While keeping her pinned, he hungrily kissed down her face and neck. He also licked along her breasts, showing that his tongue was just as strong as any other muscle. Jean let out sharp gasps along the way. She found that the extra force his tongue exerted on her lips, neck, and nipples was even more arousing. She also felt his erect manhood rubbing eagerly around her thighs. He was clearly tempting her, making her desperate for his sex. Between all his touching and the wine coursing through her system, he was definitely succeeding.

“Ooh! So...so strong! Even your tongue! Oh it’s amazing!” Jean cried out.

“Namor expects nothing less,” he said before giving her nipples another lick.

His success was evident in the desperate gasps Namor evoked in her. Hearing them only further encouraged the Atlantean king. The touch of her naked body and the taste of her flesh had aroused him a great deal. But true to his royal pride, he took plenty of time to ensure that this woman was insatiably consumed with lust for him before granting her the privilege of his sex.

“How...how much longer are you going to tease me?” she asked desperately, “Did Emma also tell you to make me wait?!”

“Hardly,” he scoffed, “Namor merely waits until his woman sufficiently pleads for his flesh.”

“Fine! Then please give it to me!”

“You call that pleading? It hardly sounds like a woman worthy of Namor’s lust,” said the Atlantean king, giving her other nipple a lick to taunt her even further.

“Okay! I’ll say it! Fuck me! Distract me! Do me like a royal concubine! Call it whatever you want! Just do it!” Jean exclaimed.

Namor stopped his teasing and grinned. Jean Grey clearly wasn’t a woman who usually spoke in such a manner, but he had put her in a position that left her no choice. He knew about her powers. She was fully capable of fighting him off, but it would have denied her his royal sex and she just couldn’t have that. Now convinced that she was completely under his regal seduction, he was ready to act.

“Very well,” he said in a deep, domineering tone worthy of a king, “Namor will accommodate you...provided you can handle it!”

Namor released his grip on her wrists and grabbed her firmly by the hips. He then swiftly turned her around so that she was now facing away with her breasts and hands pressed against the wall. The Atlantean king skillfully positioned himself behind her, aligning his rigid cock with her wet opening. Then with an authoritative poise, he thrust his hips forward and drove his dick into her pussy. He wasn’t slow or hesitant in the slightest. He just entered her without reservation, her inner muscles stretching to accommodate his length. The sheer force of his thrust surprised Jean at first. It was a little uncomfortable and jarring at first, but she quickly adjusted to his strength and size. She had to because Namor wasted little time in establishing a fast, fervent sexual rhythm.

“Yes! Can you feel it, Miss Grey-Summers? Can you feel this royal cock inside you?!” seethed Namor, his tone laced with lust.

“Oh-oh-ohhhhh fuck! So hard! So strong!” Jean cried out.

Jean’s body rapidly rocked to the Namor’s powerful thrusting. He maintained a firm her hips, giving her butt an occasional squeeze as he fucked her. Jean’s nails roughly scratched the walls as her body pressed against the smooth marble. She felt her breasts being nicely mashed as she lightly slid up and down the surface in accord with Namor’s motions. She lightly bucked her hips and squeezed her inner muscles each time he drove into her, letting out more moans of bliss along the way.

It was very different from the casual sexual trysts she had experienced thus far in the ritual. Namor was very dominating, making sure he had her under his lustful whim. She was not a queen so he didn’t fuck her like one. While she wasn’t usually into being overly submissive during sex, Namor gave it plenty of appeal. Between the rough nature of their sex and the flood of pleasure through her body, she completely forgot about any lingering suspicions she had about Emma.

Namor’s hold on Jean Grey never waned as he kept fucking her. He remained focused, letting out deep grunts with each thrust. The warm heat of her womanhood around his dick had a special feel to it. He could see why Wolverine and Cyclops were so smitten with this woman. As he had done with his teasing earlier, he took time to make sure this woman was filled with appropriate levels of pleasure. But unlike before, he didn’t make her wait too long. If he was to prove his royal worth and sufficiently distract her, he had to demonstrate more than just strength.

After maintaining his vigorous sexual rhythm for a while, he shifted his grip on her hips so that he could elevate her right leg slightly. This helped him thrust into her at an angle he sensed would stimulate her more sensitive areas. It also allowed him to use his other hand to stimulate her clit in a way that pushed her to the brink of orgasm.

“Ohhhh your hand! Keep doing that...and I...I’ll cum!” Jean exclaimed.

“That’s the point,” he said with a grin.

Namor applied extra pressure to Jean’s clit, evoking sharper gasps as she neared her peak. Jean Grey proved quite easily stimulated as he felt her inner muscles contracting in accord with her orgasmic release. The Atlantean king slowed the pace of his thrust, but didn’t lessen the force. He listened as she let out a deep moan of euphoria as the pleasure from her orgasm consumed her. Yet through the pleasure, he continued thrusting in accord with the contractions of her pussy. It added an extra shot of sensation that further consumed her. Between the pleasure and the rough sex that caused it, she was effectively drunk on Namor’s royal lust.

“Wow...oh wow!” said Jean breathlessly as she remained pinned against the wall.

“I take it your concerns have waned, Miss Grey-Summers?” said Namor as he leaned over her in another dominating gesture.

“Yes...I think that’s as safe assumption,” she said with a content purr.

“Good. Then Namor can now focus primarily on distracting you.”

The Atlantean king offered Jean little rest. He briefly pulled out of her and turned her around so she was facing him again. His powerful grip on her never faltered and he pinned her once more, this time forcing her off her feet so that she was effectively sandwiched against the marble wall. Jean instinctively hooked her legs around Namor’s waist and grabbed onto his shoulders. He then swiftly lowered her back onto his manhood, allowing his length to fully penetrate her still throbbing depths. From here, he began working his hips in a fluid, fervent manner. Jean’s body jerked slightly with each thrust, causing her naked skin to glide along the wall. The force of his thrusts was still pretty hard, but the determined focus of each movement ensured that any possible discomfort was overshadowed by pleasure.

“Oh yes! Ohh yes! Please...distract me more!” Jean moaned.

The Atlantean king heeded her desperate cries. He kept fucking her with his hard, focused thrusts. This time he steadied the pace, allowing him to better draw out the blissful experience. It didn’t just add to Jean’s distraction. It heightened the sensations as their naked bodies grinded together in a sexual fervor. Namor’s penetrating gaze never waned. There was a regal authority and poise with each movement. Jean, impassioned with lust, raked her hands along his shoulders and face. While he was usually not easily taken by a woman’s charm, Jean Grey was in the same mold as Emma Frost in terms of exceptional grace.

After keeping her pinned against the wall for a good long while, Namor felt inclined to exert his regal authorities in other ways. Jean Grey was clearly enjoying herself, despite her body being tested by a man of his stature. It was time he test hers to see if she could deliver the kind of satisfaction a king rightly deserved.

“Mmm...you’re a resilient woman, Ms. Grey-Summers...enduring Namor’s lust!” he grinned in between thrusts.

“You...you doubted me too?” she said breathlessly as her body bounced along the length of his dick.

“Initially,” he conceded, “Now...let’s see if you can please the king of Atlantis lust in a more...appropriate setting!”

Namor delivered one last thrust, making sure his dick was buried deep within her pussy. He then pulled away from the wall, grabbing her by the butt to hold him in his grasp. Jean instinctively held onto his shoulders while keeping her legs wrapped around his waist. Then in another display of his physical prowess, Namor leaped up into the air and flew her back towards the pool. They landed in the deeper part of the pool. Jean was so surprised that she didn’t get a chance to hold her breath. But Namor made sure this wasn’t an issue. Just before they hit the water, he captured her lips in a deep kiss. This both conveyed his lust while allowing her to share air with him while they were underwater.

This rather exotic display surprised and enchanted Jean. It seemed fitting that the king of an underwater kingdom would prefer having sex in the water. It was a little strange for her, but she was too engrossed in her lust to be anything other than more aroused. She kept her lips secured with Namor’s, taking in the necessary air from him as they hovered in the deep end for a brief while. In this state, Namor used his powerful arms to work her hips against his, guiding her pussy up and down his dick. He seemed much more comfortable yet just as strong. The presence of the warm water and the exotic circumstances added to the feeling.

After their brief underwater romp, Namor swam them over towards the shallow end of the pool. They emerged near the opposite edge from where they initially entered. Even after they surfaced, Namor kept using his arms to maintain the sexual rhythm.

“Ungh!” Jean gasped as she coughed up a bit of water, “Wow...underwater sex...so hot!”

“You almost sound...overwhelmed,” said Namor with a smug grin.

“So what if I am? Keep doing it!” she exclaimed.

Namor continued to demonstrate his underwater strength, working her hips up and down in a vigorous motion. Jean Grey also demonstrated that she had some strength of her own. Now no longer pinned against the wall, she eagerly gyrated her hips in accord with each thrust. Such fortitude marginally impressed Namor, but not enough to make him falter in his dominance over her.

He kept fucking her, allowing Jean to bounce and splash about in the warm waters. She showed impressive endurance, but not nearly enough to match Namor’s. She was so enthralled by his efforts that she was nearing another orgasm. Namor, having held back for much of this sexual tryst, was close as well. Figuring that additional enthrallment could only aid his distraction efforts, he decided to bring her to orgasm in another creative way.

“You’re close...so is Namor! I can feel it!” he said with more labored grunts.

“Yes! I-I’m cumming again, Namor! Ooh I’m really close!” Jean moaned out.

“Then allow the king of Atlantis to demonstrate another one of his many talents!”

Namor suddenly stopped his thrusting and lifted Jean off his cock. Then with her body still partially floating, he dipped under water and buried his face between her thighs. Just as he had done earlier, he used his powerful tongue to probe her folds and stimulate her clit. Since he could breathe underwater, it made for another unique sexual experience. Jean leaned back into the water as if she was doing the backstroke, splashing about and rubbing her own breasts as she felt Namor’s powerful tongue slither within her depths.

“Oohhh that tongue again!” she squealed in delight, “So good! So strong! Ooh it’s going to make me cum!”

He remained under the surface longer than most men could hold their breath, keeping a firm grip on her thighs while he licked up her hot folds. After a few more teases, Jean got her sexual release. She let out a cry of delight that Namor could hear underwater as the pleasure consumed her. This one was definitely more intense than the first, most likely because of the exotic acts that led to it. Namor allowed her to enjoy it, watching from underwater as Jean allowed herself to float as she bathed in the bliss. It was quite a sight from a woman who was every bit as passionate as she seemed. However, he couldn’t allow her to get too used to his lustful pampering. He had gone out of his way to please her. now it was time for her to return the favor.

“I see you’re enjoying yourself, Miss Grey-Summers. And to think, you had been so suspicious,” he told her.

“I’d...rather not be reminded,” said Jean sheepishly as she caught her breath.

“Yet I must remind you that Namor’s affections are not free. While my dedication to bringing pleasure to a woman has no equal, Namor is equally dedicated to getting what is his.”

“I see,” she replied, “And how should I repay you for distracting me so thoroughly?”

Namor grinned mischievously. Shifting his grip from his hips to Jean’s waist, he led her towards the most shallow parts of the pool. It was right near one of the step entrances where the water was only a couple feet deep. Once they arrived, Namor grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down so that she was on her knees. Now face-to-face with his still erect dick, Jean surmised what he wanted of her.

“Seeing as how Namor showed you the talents of his tongue, it’s only fair that you show yours as well,” he said to her.

“Very well...your highness,” said Jean in a seductive tone.

Not one to deny a king that had dominated her so thoroughly in all the right ways, Jean went to work on his cock. She eagerly devoured it with her lips and tongue, suckling it with a vigor similar to what he had demonstrated with her. Since she wasn’t as strong as him, she threw in a little telekinesis to add some extra force. His skin tasted quite differently from other men. It was smoother, harder, and more rigid. It was like sucking on a piece of glass. And since he was pretty big, Jean had to really test the limits of her jaw muscles. Such challenges only encouraged her oral teasing and Namor’s escalating grunts proved that she was succeeding.

As she fervently sucked his cock, Namor grasped her head and worked her lips along the length of his shaft. It was another show of dominance, but Jean didn’t mind. The dominance was part of what drove his lust and it helped him draw closer to his peak. She could feel it in the way the veins around his penis throbbed. He was just about ready to climax.

“Just a little bit longer! Namor...is close!” he seethed.

Jean threw in a bit more telekinesis, adding some extra force as she licked and suckled around the base and tip. After a few more thorough slurps, the king of Atlantis finally got his orgasm. His poise finally faltered as he let out a deep grunt and released his load of fluid. He held onto Jean’s head as he slurped up every drop. His Atlantean physiology made his semen a bit thicker than normal, making it easier to ingest. It also had a rather fishy taste to it, which seemed appropriate for the king of the seas.

As the pleasure flowed through the Atlantean king, he released his grip on Jean’s head and she was allowed to finally catch her breath. She rose back up in the water, wiping a few light streaks of fluid from her face. She was exhausted on so many levels, sore in so many places, and dazed in so many ways. Yet she found herself smiling. It wasn’t just because she had sex with a real king either. This was part of a plan by Emma Frost. Considering how her past plans had gone for her and the X-men, this was quite a shift. It was an unusual way to test the new trust between them, but after what she just experienced she could safely say they had passed this test.

“What say you, Miss Grey-Summers? Are there any further doubts after Namor’s efforts?” he said as he remained close to her with his dominating poise.

“Not in the slightest,” said Jean with a grin, “I think it’s safe to say you humped the doubt right out of me.”

“Then Namor has succeeded once more. As if he could do anything else,” he scoffed confidently.

“That stunning bravado of yours never falters, even after sex. I can see why you and Emma get along so well.”

“I can also see why she told me you would be a challenge,” said the Atlantean king as he lightly cupped her chin, “Namor usually doesn’t care for redheads, but you have a grace that is not shared in many women. Your beauty and your resilience may not be worthy of a queen, but it is worthy of Namor’s respect.”

“Your brand of post-coital pillow talk is unusual, but I’ll take it,” said Jean with another grin.

The king of Atlantis was not easily impressed. Emma Frost and Sue Richards were among the few to do so on a regular basis. Yet this woman standing before him had endured his lusts and still carried herself with a kind of passionate strength that was unique. Scott Summers was a very lucky man to have one such as her. That made enjoying her company all the more important as Emma’s plan unfolded.

“I just have one more question before your manhood catches up with your ego,” said Jean.

“Given your ability to satisfy a king, Namor will humor you,” he said with a shrug.

“I get that she has plans and I’m pretty sure those plans are of the kinky variety. You wouldn’t happen to know how kinky, would you?” she asked him.

Namor’s expression remained firm, even in the face of a smiling naked women that he had just had sex with. Jean may not have had doubts about Emma’s sincerity anymore, but she was still curious. Emma warned him about this as well and he was more than prepared for it.

“Namor only knows so many details,” he told her as he took her in his powerful arms once more, “But her plan doesn’t involve me telling you. So before you attempt to read my mind, allow Namor to do some more extensive distracting.”

He didn’t give Jean a chance to respond and she didn’t resist such distractions either. She was clearly more than content to be preoccupied while the rest of Emma’s plan unfolded. If only she knew how she intended to distract the others, she would know just how elaborate these plans were.

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New Olympus Temple - Den

The mood throughout the temple was tense after Emma Frost’s unexpected announcement. Even during a ritual orgy, some couldn’t help but be concerned by the activities of the former White Queen. Some were content to shrug it over and continue their indulgence. Others were more curious and decided to investigate.

This led Ororo and Kitty to catch up with Betsy in one of the temple dens. Since she was psychic, she was in a better position to uncover more details about Emma’s activities. While Emma had gone to great lengths in enduring the ceremony and playing the part of a submissive, she still had a reputation that she could not escape. Even if she wasn’t up to anything too devious, it couldn’t hurt to make sure.

“Come on, Betsy! Let’s hear all the dirty details! What is Emma up to?” asked Kitty intently.

“Impatience tends to hinder my telepathy, among other things,” said Betsy with a touch of frustration.

“In other words, you’re not sensing anything,” Kitty surmised.

“Not to bullocks my own psychic abilities, but Emma Frost is more advanced than I am. If she wants to keep me from sensing something, she’s more than capable.”

“So she’s blocking you out. Why would she do that?” wondered Ororo.

“That’s where it gets a bit more disturbing,” said Betsy, “When I try to do a full psychic scan, I keep getting this interference. But it’s not your typical psychic chaff if you can believe that.”

“We’re not psychic, Bets. Any chance you could explain it without telepathically forcing it into our minds?” said Kitty.

“Imagine you’re trying to make multiple phone calls, but you keep getting sent to voicemail. Now imagine that voicemail keeps saying, ‘Tsk tsk, darling. No peaking just yet. You’ll get your turn soon enough.’ Also imagine that voice being Emma in her most annoyingly coy tone possible.”

Ororo and Kitty grew more intrigued. It didn’t sound like Emma was trying to keep a huge secret. It sounded like she was teasing them, which was hardly unheard of for her. They expected Emma to shift her approach to this ritual after she had completed her submissive role. They just didn’t know how far she would take it and knowing her, there was a possibility that it could go too far.

“I wish I could tell you more, but I keep getting more of these annoying psychic voicemails that say things that would be impolite were we not already naked,” said Betsy as she rubbed her temples more intently.

“Perhaps we’re making too big a deal of this,” said Ororo, “Emma may have an attitude, but she’s still one of us. She showed us during the ceremony that she’s willing to go to great lengths to maintain our trust.”

“And how much do you want to bet that she’s not going to test that trust?” quipped Kitty.

“I’m not saying she won’t. But I think she deserves the benefit of the doubt.”

“I would love to agree with you, Ororo. But I’m not sensing anything that would reassure me,” said Betsy, “I noticed the New Mutants have slipped under the radar. They’re still here, but I can’t sense what they’re doing or what’s being done to them.”

“In a ritual like this, that could be any number of lurid things,” made Kitty.

“I’m also not sensing much from Jean. I thought she would be just as curious, but from what I’ve been picking up she’s been...distracted.”

There was an unusual undertone in Betsy’s voice. It didn’t sound like Jean or the New Mutants were in any danger, but something was clearly going on with them and Emma Frost was more than likely behind it. Knowing the possibilities were quite broad with Emma, their curiosity only grew.

As they contemplated what Emma could be up to, Jubilee and Lorna entered the den with Domino following close behind. Domino was finishing a light snack and didn’t look too worried, but Jubilee and Lorna seemed to share Kitty and Ororo’s concerns.

“Hey guys, I was hoping I would find you,” said Jubilee, “For some reason, most of the men are suddenly MIA.”

“And she suspects Emma is doing all sorts of horribly kinky things to them,” said Domino dryly as she finished her snack.

“And you don’t?” quipped Lorna.

“Of course I do! But why should we worry?” she shrugged, “Aren’t we in a place where horribly kinky is actually appropriate for once?”

“Clearly, you haven’t known Emma Frost as long as we have,” retorted Jubilee.

Their shared concerns quickly escalated. First the New Mutants disappeared. Now the men were missing as well. Emma’s plans were clearly taking shape and they still had no idea what they entailed. As the X-women gathered in the center of the den, their recourse was clear. They needed to find out what Emma was up to.

“Okay, now I think it’s okay to be impatient,” said Kitty as she turned back to Betsy.

“Do you sense them in distress at all, Betsy?” asked Ororo more seriously.

“I’m still not getting anything, luv. Between the wine and multiple orgasms, my mind isn’t exactly in its sharpest state,” said Betsy.

“Then maybe it’s time we sober up and track them down,” Lorna suggested, “Even if they aren’t in danger, we should at least make sure.”

“Are you really going to try and kill the buzz we’ve been enjoying thus far?” groaned Domino, “It’s not like everyone is overreacting to Emma’s psychic taunts. We saw Rogue, Bobby, and Kurt lounging around in the sun room not looking too worried.”

“Emma probably just has a different set if kinky plans for them or something,” said Kitty with a shrug.

“So let them relax at their own peril. We need to figure this out!” said Jubilee in a more urgent tone.

They all seemed ready to put their ritual indulgence on hold to investigate this matter fully. But before they could even formulate a plan, a familiar voice rang out from the other entrance to the den.

“I can’t believe you ladies. All this sex, food, and wine and you’re still uptight! Clearly, you need to employ more drastic relaxation measures.”

Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino all turned to the opposing entrance to the den where they saw a naked Jamie Madrox casually standing in the doorway. He looked rather bemused by their conversation, indicating he had been listening in the whole time. His presence startled the X-women while further raising their curiosity.

“Jamie...what the hell are you doing here?” asked Jubilee.

“Maybe a better question would be are you really here? Or are you just another dupe?” asked Lorna.

“Does it really matter? You all heard Emma’s little message about guests. And who better to invite to an orgy than a one-man gangbang?” said Jamie coyly.

He casually snapped his fingers and in short order the three other entrances to the den opened, revealing more of his duplicates. They then entered the room, closing the doors behind them in the process. With each step they took, the Jamies formed more duplicates. Within moments, the room was surrounded with duplicates. It left the X-women boxed in, uncomfortably confused, and even more concerned.

“Still ready to give Emma the benefit of the doubt, Ororo?” said Kitty.

“I admit an explanation would certainly help,” said Ororo anxiously.

“Jamie, I don’t know what you and Emma are up to, but I really hope you have a damn good reason for this!” said Lorna.

“How many reasons do you need to get involved in a ritual that involves meaningless sex with many beautiful woman?” said one of the Jamies, “It’s not like Emma had to telepathically manipulate me be part of her little plan.”

“Are you going to tell us about this little plan of hers? Or are you going to keep trying to intimidate us?” said Betsy strongly.

“Intimidate you? Why would I want to do that?” he said in a humored tone.

‘He’s telling the truth. So you stop worrying already! You’re killing the mood.’

Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino each tensed as they felt the familiar telepathic voice of Emma Frost in their minds. This one was even louder than her earlier announcement. Betsy instinctively tried to filter it out, but Emma’s greater skills overpowered her shields. In addition to her message, an astral figure appeared in front them. It showed Emma in a rather provocative outfit, even by her standards. It consisted of a tight corset that allowed her breasts to hang out, thigh-high boots, and a thong that only consisted of treads save for a small patch over her vagina. She looked just as humored as Jamie, but far more mischievous.

“Emma...I’m not sure what mood this is, but I’m pretty sure you’re taking it too far,” said Domino.

“We’re making an effort to trust you, Emma. But you’re making it exceedingly difficult,” said Ororo.

‘I subject myself to humiliating submission and a full fledged gangbang and you still have doubts? I’m hurt. But I suppose I can’t blame you. It’s not like I haven’t abused the trust of my friends in the past.’

“If only you could say that without sounding so incredibly smug, I might believe you,” said Jubilee.

‘I also understand that you don’t share my tastes when it comes to ritual orgies. As I announced before, I have every intention of enjoying myself on my own terms now. Now don’t worry about the men or the New Mutants. They’re in good hands. Rest assure that Jean, Bobby, Rogue, and Kurt will be handled appropriately as well. But as I exercise my own hedonistic proclivities, I’ve no intention of leaving my fellow X-Ladies out of the mix.’

“Are we supposed to be excited about this?” said Kitty dryly.

‘I think once you get a taste of how friendly I can be to those I trust, you will be! Allow me to demonstrate.’

The astral figure of Emma Frost placed her hand on her temples and almost immediately, the six X-women were struck by a powerful telepathic probe. However, this probe was neither intrusive or uncomfortable. In fact, it was the complete opposite. The women were suddenly struck by a surge of pleasure that radiated from their minds and flowed down their bodies like a warm wave of bliss. It was like having an orgasm within their heads. It stirred in them feelings of euphoria and intense sexual arousal. The feeling was so overwhelming that some fell to their knees.

“Whoa!” exclaimed Domino, having to lean on a nearby couch for support.

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

“What...what was that?” wondered Ororo.

‘Think of it as a token of my sincerity and a quick way to re-establish the mood. While I’m enjoying my time with some of the men, I want you ladies to enjoy yourselves as well. That’s why Jamie is here. Like he said, he’s a one-man gangbang. And since I got to enjoy a good gangbang earlier, it’s only fair that my loyal teammates get to partake as well!’

Emma didn’t give them a chance to ask any questions or entertain any second thoughts. She struck them with another round of telepathic ecstasy and this time she made sure it was more intense. Another round of blissful moans filled the den as the six X-women were filled with orgasm-like sensations. Such sensations triggered a fresh surge of arousal in the form of a powerful heat radiating from between their legs. Moist wetness engulfed their folds, causing some to fondle themselves while others had to sit down. Jubilee and Kitty fell onto a nearby couch while Lorna leaned against one of the tables. Ororo, Betsy, and Domino remained standing, but not for long.

“Bloody hell...I’ve got to learn how to do that,” moaned Betsy.

“Is this...normal? Figuratively speaking?” said Ororo, who was already rubbing her breasts intently.

“Who cares! I like it!” purred Domino, who fell to the floor.

“It gets better,” said the lead Jamie Madrox as he and his duplicates closed in on the women.

As the X-women were growing increasingly intoxicated by arousal, they barely noticed that Jamie and his army of duplicates had surrounded them. They each had a lustful leer in their eyes. Some were already stroking themselves to become fully erect while others positioned themselves around the women. Eventually, there were three Jamies to each woman and they were all ready to fuck these girls in a coordinated manner that only he could manage.

‘Their minds should be sufficiently aroused by now, among other things. Jamie, my darling, do show my female friends a good time.’

“Oh we will! We most certainly will!” said the Jamies simultaneously.

Leaving her fellow X-women in Jamie’s many capable hands, Emma’s astral form disappeared. Now Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino weren’t in a position to obstruct the rest of her plans. In the end they will find that placing their trust in her has many lurid benefits.

Once Emma was gone, Jamie and his army of dupes went to work. Six of them got on the couch with Kitty and Jubilee while three others laid Lorna out on the table. Once they surrounded each girl, one of the Jamies captured their lips in a lustful kiss while the others began groping their naked flesh. Six other Jamies did the same with Betsy and Domino, who had since fallen to the floor as their legs became too weak from the arousal. They laid both women out on their backs and began kissing down their naked flesh, paying special attention to their neck and breasts. Three more Jamies surrounded Ororo, who managed to remain standing. She would have fallen to the floor with Betsy and Domino, but the lead Jamie held her up by slipping his arms around her from behind and grabbing her breasts. While he eagerly kneaded them in his hands, the other two Jamies took turns kissing her while fondling the areas between her thighs.

The sudden onslaught of touching and kissing further fueled the growing lust among the X-women. While Emma may have provoked their arousal, Jamie and his dupes sustained it with their groping. Their efforts were perfectly coordinated. Each Jamie was fully in synch, working together to take these women and make them crave his sex.

After smothering them with hungry groping, some of the Jamies stepped up their efforts. As Kitty and Jubilee leaned back on the couch, one of the Jamies got on their knees and buried their face in their pussies while the other Jamies held their legs apart. Lorna got the same treatment on the table with one of the Jamies holding her hips up while licking around her moist folds. They discovered that Betsy and Domino liked it a little rougher so they coordinated more, having one Jamie probe their folds with his tongue while another rubbed her clit with his hand. For Ororo, all three Jamies used their hands to fondle her folds and evoke more arousal.

“Ooh Goddess!” Ororo moaned, “So many hands!”

“So skilled too!” Betsy purred as her clit and inner folds were perfectly stimulated.

“All the benefits of being a perfectly coordinated self!” said the Jamie that had been licking her pussy.

“Mmm...so many benefits,” said Jubilee, practically squealing with delight.

“And with coordination comes perfect synchronization! Allow us to demonstrate!”

Without any words or gestures, the Jamies shifted their efforts in perfect harmony. Two of the Jamies continued groping the women, putting more of an emphasis on their face and breasts while another positioned themselves between their legs. Jubilee was laid back on the couch while a Jamie elevated her hips so that her legs were draped over his shoulders. Kitty was adjusted so that she was laying on her side with her head resting on the arm of the couch while a Jamie positioned himself over her with one of her legs at a near perfect angle for entry. For Lorna, two of the Jamies coordinated to pull her legs apart so that the third could get into position to enter her. Domino was in a similar position on the floor, lying on her back while her legs were held apart in a wide V-shape so that one of the Jamies to get on top of her. Meanwhile, Betsy was turned over so that she was on her hands and knees with one Jamie behind her and two in front of her, still smothering her face with kisses. For Ororo, the lead Jamie that has begun this lurid affair laid down on his back while the other Jamies positioned her on top of him. By now all the touching and groping had ensured that each Jamie had a full erection. With the additional effect of the wine, they were ready to gangbang Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino to ecstasy.

Once in position, Jamie further demonstrated his coordination by having his dupes thrust into each woman simultaneously. All at once, the three X-women were penetrated by Jamie’s hard cock. They each let out simultaneous moans while the Jamies let out a sharp grunt in perfect unison. They maintained that unison as they each began moving their hips in perfect harmony and established a heated yet focused rhythm.

“Ooh Jamie! So...so good! So hot!” moaned Lorna as the table rocked in accord with Jamie’s thrusts.

“Mmm...coordinated indeed!” purred Betsy, arching her back as Jamie rocked her back and forth on all fours.

“And the touching! Don’t...don’t you dare stop!” urged Domino, feeling the other two Jamies rub her breasts and clit as the other fucked her.

“Don’t worry, ladies!” grinned the Jamie that was fucking Kitty.

“Yeah...there’s plenty of me to go around!” said the one fucking Ororo.

“And then some!” added the one still groping Jubilee.

As each X-woman was fucked by one Jamie, the other two added to the experience with continued touching and groping. The two Jamies surrounding Jubilee each sat on a side of her and each focused on touching one of her breasts, giving a few extra pinches to her nipples to evoke more moans. The two surrounding Kitty did something similar with one Jamie focused on her breasts while the other kept kissing her. The two Jamies next to Lorna were a little more creative in rubbing their erect dicks around her breasts, which she seemed to enjoy. For Domino, the Jamies found that her tastes were a bit kinkier. One of the Jamies kept rubbing her clit while the other fingered her ass, which really seemed to get a potent response. Betsy didn’t share those same kinky tastes, but that didn’t stop her from using her breasts to give each Jamie a tit-fuck while they took turns kissing her. However, Ororo didn’t allow the Jamies to do all the work. While she was riding the prime Jamie’s cock, she eagerly embraced the other two and returned their lustful gestures with a few of her own.

Between Jamie’s coordination and the powerful arousal in the women evoked by Emma, it didn’t take long for the ecstasy to escalate. The six Jamies that were doing the fucking maintained their harmonious body movements for the most part, working their cocks in and out of their pussies. They were so nice and tight, the wet slithering sounds also reverberating in perfect harmony. And since Jamie had so much manpower at his disposal, he didn’t bother holding back. He made a quick push for his climax, but some of the women beat him to the punch.

“Oh...ooh Jamie! Ooh you’re going to make me cum!” Domino cried out.

“Mmm...me too!” moaned Jubilee, the added pinching of her nipples sending her to the brink.

“Oh yeah! Go ahead, ladies! Cum all you want!” grunted the Jamie fucking Domino.

“I’ll be doing the same!” said the one fucking Jubilee.

Domino and Jubilee’s moans escalated as they each got their climax. Domino came first and Jubilee followed shortly after. They each arched their backs and let out deep purrs of contentment as pleasure surged up through their bodies. As they were climaxing, some of the other Jamies climaxed as well. The first came from the Jamie that was fucking Betsy. With a firm grip on her well-toned ass, he let out a deep grunt as he unleashed a thick load of his fluid into her depths. The Jamie fucking Lorna followed soon after, holding her legs apart as he released his load as well. Moments later, the Jamie that was fucking Kitty climaxed as well, squeezing her leg which was still elevated through the whole feeling. It led to a momentary break in the sex, but it didn’t last long. In another show of perfect coordination, another Jamie took the place of the one that climaxed and resumed the heated humping at nearly an identical pace. This ensured that Betsy, Lorna, and Kitty each climaxed as well, the continued wave of stimulation easily sending them over the edge.

It was an impressive display. Despite being very close to climaxing as well, Ororo couldn’t help but admire it. The two Jamies were now rubbing her breasts and trailing their tongues down her neck. She sensed the Jamie under her was close too so she gyrated her hips with some extra vigor to send them both over the edge.

“Jamie...oh Goddess! You’re being so...” she panted, her words trailing off as her orgasm approached.

“I know, Storm,” said the Jamie under her, “Boy do I know!”

Ororo and Jamie nearly climaxed simultaneously with Jamie getting his a few moments earlier. As waves of pleasure surged through her, the two other Jamies held her up while the one under her grabbed her waist and thrust as deep into her as he could go before releasing his fluid. It was sharp, intense release that was embraced only for a brief moment. Jamie and his army of dups had no intention of slowing the flow of ecstasy and with continued coordination, they kept the gangbang going.

“You ladies are every bit as fun as Emma said you were!” said the Jamie that had just climaxed inside Betsy.

“Now we’re going to see if you’re as resiliant!” said the one that had just fucked Lorna with a mischievous tone.

“And how...do you plan...on doing that?” asked Betsy, who was already being fucked by another Jamie.

“With coordination of a different kind!” said the Jamie that had just finished fucking Ororo.

Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, Domino quickly found out what Jamie meant by this as his duplicates adjusted their sexual tactics with them. The Jamie that had just climaxed had been quickly replaced with another that hadn’t. But this time the others did more than just continue with the heated foreplay. It started with Ororo. After the Jamie under her climaxed, the other two next to her adjusted her so that she was on her hands and knees like Betsy. Then one Jamie got behind her while the other got in front of her. And in another coordinated effort, the Jamie behind her thrust his dick into her vagina while the other thrust his dick into her mouth. From here, they coordinated their body movements to rock Ororo’s body in a fervent sexual rhythm.

The Jamies took a similar approach with the rest of the women. The Jamie on the couch next to Jubilee rose to his knees while the other pulled her down slightly so he could thrust his dick into her mouth. The Jamie with Kitty stood near the arm of the couch where Kitty was lying and turned her head slightly so that she could give him oral sex as well. The Jamies with Lorna coordinated so that she was closer to the edge of the table, allowing her to turn her head so one of the Jamies could thrust his manhood into her mouth. The three X-women didn’t oppose this new approach. After the initial surprise of having a dick shoved in their face, they instinctively began sucking them off while another Jamie continued to fuck them. As they adjusted to the new rhythm, the three Jamies that had climaxed continued groping and fondling them to further encourage their efforts.

With Betsy and Domino, Jamie was a bit bolder. Unlike the others, these two demonstrated a taste for rougher sex. To ensure they would keep pace, they adjusted their bodies in different ways. For Betsy, the Jamie fucking her from behind grabbed her purple hair and pulled her up slightly so another Jamie could get under her. Once in position, he pulled out so the other Jamie could thrust up into her vagina. But just as he was entering her, the Jamie from before adjusted his position and thrust his still erect dick into her ass. They did the same to Domino, lifting her up so that she was in a sitting position with one Jamie leaning back on her arms. This allowed another Jamie to get behind her and thrust his dick into her ass so that she was effectively sandwiched between them. This sudden double penetration surprised them both, but any discomfort they may have felt was quickly washed over by pleasure.

“Ooh bloody fuck!” Betsy cried out as the two dicks stretched her pussy and ass.

“Whoa! You...you are a one-man gangbang!” moaned Domino, who had enjoyed enough anal sex in this ritual to be used to it by now.

“And you ladies are kinkier than I thought,” said the Jamie that had climaxed with Domino earlier, “I respect that and I know I haven’t done much to earn that respect in return with the X-men. Consider this my incentive!”

With multiple Jamies fucking them from multiple ends, this one-man gangbang became less coordinated and more decadent. Emma’s earlier telepathic teasings left the women hungry for more pleasure and Jamie was more than equipped to give it to them. Jamie now seemed less focused on impressing them with how he coordinated his dupes and more intent on just fucking these women to ecstasy.

The pace of the sex became more vigorous. The Jamies fucking Kitty, Jubilee, Lorna, and Ororo skillfully worked their cocks within their pussies while humping their faces. Each woman responded by showing off their oral sex skills, slurping and licking along his shaft in a way that inspired more intense grunts. Things were rougher with Betsy and Domino as the two Jamies double penetrating them fucked their pussy and ass with focused vigor, working it so that their thrusting alternated between each thrust. The cries and muffled moans filled the den. And just as before, Jamie didn’t bother holding back or delaying his climax. As soon as he was close, he just let himself peak. The Jamies fucking Betsy and Domino’s ass climaxed first. The ones fucking Jubilee and Kitty’s pussy came next followed by the Jamie getting oral sex from Lorna. But shortly after they climaxed, the other Jamie who had climaxed beforehand made another duplicate. By now the wine was kicking in and he was fully aroused again. This allowed him to replace the Jamies from before, resuming their heated sex with little delay.

As the decadence unfolded, Jamie created a few more duplicates to aid him. Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino soon found themselves surrounded by more Jamies. As two kept fucking them, the rest continued groping their fondling their bodies with his skilled hands. Some like Ororo, Kitty, Jubilee, and Lorna responded to more massage-like touching while Domino and Betsy responded to more heated gestures. All this touching and sex eventually led the women to climax again. The double penetration got Domino and Betsy to climax multiple times. It was so successful that Lorna and Kitty were repositioned so that they could be double penetrated as well. They climaxed soon after while Jubilee and Ororo kept pace by directing the Jamies to massage their naked skin in more targeted ways.

It was hard to tell how many orgasm the women had and even harder to tell how many Jamie had, given how many dupes he ended up making. It was a true test of endurance among other things. In the midst of this one-man gangbang with these six X-women, it wasn’t lost on Jamie why he had agreed to help Emma with this. He had fallen out of favor with the X-men over the years and never established himself as someone worthy of respect. This was a provocative yet appropriate way to make a lasting impression with the X-men.

“Yeah! Oh yeah! So hot and tight!” grunted the Jamie that was fucking Kitty’s pussy.

“You like it, don’t you? You like being fucked in both holes by multiple men!” grinned the Jamie fucking Domino’s ass.

“Ooh fuck yeah!” was all Domino could get out before one of the Jamies silenced her with a kiss.

“That’s it! Take us! Take all of us!” the Jamie fucking Ororo, who was now lying on her side.

The gangbang continued and Jamie kept making more duplicates. They kept going at it, releasing load after load while bringing the six X-women to more climaxes. Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino were covered in sweat with streams of fluid seeping from their pussies, asses, and mouths. Jamies numbers were hard to keep up with, leaving them exhausted and dazed as the lustful onslaught continued. This may have been Emma’s intent for all they knew. She wanted them too tired and fucked to interrupt whatever she was doing. And at this point it was safe to say it was working.

However, even a one-man gangbang had his limits. It began to show as the duplicates started disappearing while the overall pace of the sex slowed. Making so many duplicates and having them expend so much sexual energy was exhausting in its own right. But before Jamie allowed himself a breather, he carried out one more impressive display of his unique sexual talents.

In another act of coordination, he had the duplicates that were fucking the six X-women pull out simultaneously. Then he had them gather around each woman, who at this point were too tired to move or get up. For those duplicates that hadn’t climaxed, he had them firmly stroke their still erect cocks towards one final simultaneous climax.

“Ohhh fuck! One more!” grunted the main Jamie, who was still standing over Ororo, “I’m going to shower every one of you with my cum at once!”

He soon delivered on this promise. Moments later, each duplicate let out a deep grunt as he released a load of seminal fluid on the women. Ororo, Kitty, Lorna, Betsy, Jubilee, and Domino were sprayed with streams of cum all over their bodies. It covered their face, breasts, torso, and thighs. It was as impressive as it was messy. Some of the women were still rubbing their wet pussies, swirling the fluids with theirs. It was quite a feat, but one that seemed appropriate given what Jamie had shown them.

“Whoa...I am so going to need a shower,” said Jubilee in a breathless tone as she wiped some of the fluid from her face.

“Or several,” said Betsy, who got a particularly thick load on her breasts.

“You mean...this stuff won’t disappear along with the duplicates?” said Lorna as she rubbed some fluid from her eyes.

“Afraid not,” said the lead Jamie, sounding out of breath yet very content, “I don’t know the physics of it, but some stuff from my dupes...lingers.”

As the X-women cleaned themselves off from all the cum, Jamie’s duplicates disappeared until there was only one left. The main Jamie was now lying on the floor next to Ororo, looking all too pleased with himself. Given how exhausted and content the women looked, he had plenty of reasons to feel that way.

They all needed a moment to gather themselves. The lingering effects of so many orgasms and so much pleasure left them too tired to get up and too dazed to contemplate everything that had just happened. If Jamie Madrox was hoping to make a point by helping Emma with this, he had clearly made one. It was an unusual way for him to earn their respect as he claimed, but the women weren’t complaining. Yet even as they all recovered from this unusual gangbang, a few questions still lingered.

“That was...quite an experience, Jamie,” said Ororo as she stretched her limbs a bit.

“Yeah...you know how to work those dupes of yours!” added Domino.

“Thanks! But if you’re expecting a second wave, I’m going to need some time to recharge so to speak,” he replied.

“I think we’ll need just as much time to clean up,” said Ororo with a light chuckle, “But I have to ask...if Emma had you do this to keep us from interrupting her, then what exactly is she doing to the men right now?”

Jamie laughed and shook his head. It hadn’t been lost on him either that his lurid demonstration here was part of a larger plan for Emma Frost. He didn’t doubt that she had something much more deviant planned for the men. But if her little telepathic gesture from earlier was any indication, it wasn’t overly malicious. In some ways he almost envied the men, but in others he was glad to have a different role.

“I uh...can’t say,” he replied.

“You don’t know or you can’t say?” Ororo questioned.

“Damn, you’re still concerned after what we just did?” said a still dazed Betsy.

“Not concerned...just curious,” she retorted.

“That makes two of us,” said Jamie, “Because I honestly don’t know what Emma has planned for the men. That’s one question I chose not to ask. But make no mistake...she has a plan. And if you remember what she was wearing earlier, expect that plan to be pretty kinky!”

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Up next: Emma carries out her plan for the men while the Cuckoos have their own plan for Scott