Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 2: Beautiful Stranger

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Scott Summers and Jean Grey quickly lost track of time as they sat together at the bar in the vibrant atmosphere of Club Xtreme. It started with a simple greeting and a handshake. Then Scott offered to buy Jean a drink, which she willingly accepted. Soon, both youths were engrossed in conversation and yearned to learn more about each other.

“So where do you hail from, Scott Summers?” said Jean, taking another sip of her drink.

“Me? I was born in Alaska, but I spent most of my teen years here in New York not far from Buffalo,” answered Scott, not going into detail for some reason, “What about you? Are you from around here?”

“Nope. Not exactly,” said Jean as she took a rather large gulp of her drink, “I’m from Connecticut, born and raised.”

“Really? That sounds interesting,” said Scott, trying hard not to sound corny.

“It isn’t,” sighed Jean, “It’s probably the most boring place on the face of the planet. Everybody there is pretty much the same. It’s like some freaky 1950s sitcom where everything fun and exciting is forbidden and forced to exist in the shadows.”

“I’m guessing you didn’t like it,” said Scott, picking up on her exasperated tone.

Jean laughed. It showed that this guy was observant, a good quality she didn’t find in a lot of people, male or female. It made this little meeting all the more interesting.

“Well, you’d be right about that. Its part of the reason I wanted to go to college here in Bayville. It has all the glamour and mystique of the big city without the crime and pollution. And best of all it’s over nine hours away from my parents!”

“That’s why I wanted to go here too. All the comfort of the city without the clutter,” said Scott, “Perfect balance.”

“Amen to that!” said Jean, raising her half empty glass.

“Amen,” said Scott as he tapped his glass with Jean’s followed by a simultaneous sip of their beverage.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they enjoyed each others’ company. Time soon lost meaning as they continued to talk and sip their drinks while Betsy, Kitty, Wanda, and Rogue watched with amazement at their progression from afar.

“Amazing!” said Kitty as she watched Jean laugh with the young man, a smile never leaving her face, “A full 20 minutes and she’s still talking to him!”

“You owe me twenty bucks Rogue!” smirked Wanda as the southern goth grudgingly paid her the money.

“Bloody hell, look at her,” said Betsy, “I bet if the world ended right now she wouldn’t notice a damn thing.”

“Like, totally!” chirped Kitty in her upbeat valley girl tone, “I haven’t seen Jean talk so well with a guy in a long time.”

“Yeah, usually it’s ‘Hi! How are you? You’re cute! Let’s fuck!’” said Betsy with a grin.

The rest of the girls laughed at Betsy’s crude example of Jean’s behavior, exaggerated as it may be to a certain extent. Jean continued to talk with the young man and showed no signs of losing interest. It was a good sign for Jean and a promising sign for the rest of her girlfriends as they watched their redheaded friend work her magic.

“Dang, she still hasn’t made a move yet,” said Rogue, “You’d think a guy with those looks would be too tempting for that gal to handle.”

“Maybe they’re, like, connecting in some way,” thought Kitty.

“Connecting?” scoffed Betsy, “Kit, the only connection that means anything has to do with bodily organs.”

“Well aren’t you a little skeptic?” responded Wanda, her words dripping with sarcasm.

“What you call skeptic, I call rational,” replied Betsy with a dirty grin.

“Come on Bets!” encouraged Rogue, “Try to have a little faith for once. Just because ya don’t believe in real connection doesn’t mean it can’t happen.”

Betsy would have argued her point for hours, but it only helped distract them from watching Jean as she continued to talk and entice the man known as, Scott Summers. And the more she talked to him, the more she wanted to know.

“So what’s with the getup if you don’t mind me asking?” asked Jean as she finished her drink.

“What? My clothes?” asked Scott, looking down at what he was wearing, “What’s wrong with them?”

“Nothing,” said Jean quickly, “They just don’t seem like the kind of thing you’d wear to a club. Camouflage pants, tight black shirt, dog tags…stylish but uncommon.”

“Well we all can’t dress as hot as you Jean,” smirked Scott as looked down Jean’s body, causing her to smile and blush.

“No we can’t,” said Jean with a smile, “But you didn’t answer my question. I think you’re the only one dressed like this in the whole club.”

“Well that’s for a few reasons,” explained Scott as he set his drink down, “The first reason being that I just moved here and I don’t have a lot of money, so I’m pretty much stuck wearing my old military clothing.”

“Military?” said Jean sounding even more intrigued.

“Yep!” said Scott proudly as he flashed one of his dog tags, “When I introduced my self, I guess I should have said Lieutenant Scott Summers, United States Marine Corp.”

“Marine Corp?” said Jean with an astonished look, “You’re a marine?”

“Trained and true,” said Scott with pride, “That’s how I’m paying my tuition.”

“Wow,” said Jean, flashing him a sexy look of great interest, “I’ve never met a soldier before, much less a marine.”

“First time for everything I guess,” said Scott, liking the response he got.

“Well it sure explains how you look so…fit,” said Jean with a sultry expression as she looked up and down his muscular body.

“And judging by your figure, I could say the same,” answered Scott with a grin, “You’ve definitely got the body it would take to be a model. So I’m guessing you do a little weight training with sports on the side. I suspect either soccer or field hockey?”

“Soccer,” answered Jean, once again astounded by this man’s observations, “You’ve got a real knack for observation solider man.”

“What can I say? I like to observe things that intrigue me,” smiled Scott.

“Oh? So are you saying that you find me intriguing?” asked Jean playfully.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” replied Scott definitively.

“Well just so you know, I find you very intriguing as well,” smiled Jean.

“I’m glad. So I guess that means you’ll stick around? There are plenty of things that a marine can teach you,” said Scott in a lower, more flirtatious tone.

“I don’t have anywhere else to be,” said Jean as she got up and moved closer to him, getting a whiff of his intoxicating scent, “Maybe if you could teach me about marines then maybe I can teach you about Bayville in return.”

“Sounds like fun,” said Scott, butterflies forming in his stomach from being so close to this beautiful woman.

“Yeah…fun.”

Both young adults drew closer, the flirtatious grins a constant throughout their conversation. Jean was surprised how little she had to do in order to communicate with this guy. Usually, it would take more effort to get on the same page with somebody she just met. But when she talked to this guy, it was as if they were on the same page the second he walked in.

For Scott, being new to the area seemed like a distant memory. Being in the presence of this enchanting young woman was all company he needed. The physical attraction mixed with the personal attraction, helping to heighten their intrigue. It was as if no force on the Earth could tear them apart from seizing this moment.

As a strange silence fell over them and they became lost in each others’ eyes, a new song played over the loud speakers as if on cue to bring them even closer. And for the situation, what song could have been more appropriate then Madonna’s “Beautiful Stranger.”

“Hey! I love this song!” said Jean as she heard the first catchy notes to the song.

“Really? Me too,” said Scott as he got up from his seat, “Care to dance?”

Jean couldn’t help but laugh as she stood by his side and wrapped her arms around his strong neck, flashing the best smile she could muster.

“I’d like that Scott. Think you can keep up with me?”

Scott responded with a smile to match hers, one that made her go weak in the knees and sent a hot feeling through her body.

“Yeah baby, yeah!” replied the former marine with his best Austin Powers impersonation.

Both youths couldn’t help but laugh as Jean led Scott out onto the flashing dance floor, letting their bodies move to the strong, sexy beat.

Haven't we met?
Some kind of beautiful stranger
You could be good for me
I've had the taste for danger

If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Heaven forbid
I'll take my chance on a beautiful stranger

I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song

To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you
Is to be part of you
I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride

Beautiful stranger...
Beautiful stranger...

If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Haven't you heard?
I fell in love with a beautiful stranger

I looked into your face
My heart was dancing all over the place
I'd like to change my point of view
If I could just forget about you

To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows

I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song to you

To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows

I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride

Beautiful stranger...
Beautiful stranger...

As the song went on, Scott Summers and Jean Grey lost themselves in the hot rhythm. It was elegant, yet edgy. Yet they both moved together. The hot atmosphere of the dance floor caused them to perspire, causing their skin to shine with in a sexy glow while heightening each of their unique scents.

They stayed close, absorbing the feel of one another. Jean’s moves were fluid and flawless as she let herself rub up against Scott’s imposing muscles. She relished in the feeling his hands roaming down the curves of her thighs, butt, and mid drift. His touches were like white hot fire on her smooth skin. His grip was soft yet firm, a good combination that Jean wanted to feel more of.

Scott lost himself in the enticing movements of the beautiful redhead as she danced before him like an angel in the light of the dance floor. She responded to his touches with smooth, yet rough actions of her own as she traced patterns along his well built muscles. Her touch was sweet, sensual, warm. It was intoxicatingly sweet. Being so close to this sexy woman was a feeling he truly savored. He never wanted it to end.

As the song ended and more music kept playing, Jean couldn’t take it anymore. This man had triggered a powerful feeling within her. She couldn’t resist a moment longer. As their bodies slowed down, Jean wrapped her arms around his strong neck while Scott rested his hands firmly on her hips.

“You can move,” said Jean breathlessly, their faces now no more than a few inches away.

“So can you,” said Scott in a lower, equally breathless tone.

For a moment, they stood there in the center of the dance floor, not taking note of anybody else but each other in this seemingly lost moment in time.

“You’re really something,” said Jean, not noticing that the gap between them was closing fast.

“You are…amazing,” replied Scott, at a loss for words.

Then, in an act that defied reality itself, their lips met in a warm, intoxicating kiss. For a single moment, everything stopped for Scott Summers and Jean Grey. It was as if they had left the universe itself had frozen. They both relished in the soft, warm taste of each others’ lips. It was, for lack of a better word, perfect.

Then, as they parted, only one word came to mind to symbolize this moment.

“Wow,” said Jean in a dazed.

“Yeah…wow,” said Scott.

Scott’s hands remained on her hips while she maintained her grip on his neck. The wondrous feeling of each others’ touch along with the rush they felt from the kiss had unleashed a deep yearning within In feeling his rough, sweaty muscles through his tight shirt, Jean couldn’t fight the urge to take it a step further. And judging by the way Scott was tracing along her womanly curves, he was thinking the same thing.

“I think you’ve seen enough of the club soldier boy,” smiled Jean in a low, sensual tone, “What do you say we ditch the club and visit another sight of Bayville I think you might enjoy?”

“Oh really?” responded Scott in a husky tone, “Where did you have in mind?”

Jean purred moaned as she felt Scott trace soft, sensuous kisses down her cheek and along her neck, fueling her throbbing need to embrace this man completely.

“I was thinking…my apartment,” gasped Jean, warm sensations coursing through her body from his soft lips.

Scott pulled away and flashed her a wide, manly grin that only made her want him more.

“To that I say…lead the way Ms. Grey.”

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Scott and Jean stumbled through the halls in the late hours of the night in a fever of passion as they neared Jean’s apartment. They embraced and kissed along the way, showing how much they desired one another. Jean fumbled with her keys as Scott traced soft, sensual kisses around her neck and run his hands along her thighs. A hot feeling formed in her lower regions as she absorbed soft, yet firm touches. It took her nearly a minute to coordinate herself enough to open her door, but once she got it opened she led him in, kicking the door back closed behind her so they could get down to business.

Once they were in the privacy of her apartment, Jean jumped the strong young man, wrapping her long, sexy legs around his waist. She grinded her pelvis against him even though they were still fully clothed, but she couldn’t help it. She was too lost in the moment to care.

“Mmm…Scott,” she moaned, feeling a stiff hardness in Scott’s pants.

“Jean…” he moaned as he assaulted her lips with his.

Kissing and touching with fervent passion, they stumbled into Jean’s bedroom. Scott pinned her up against the wall, his strong body pressing against hers. They were already perspiring from the club and the short trip back, allowing them to taste one another’s intoxicating aroma. They hungered for one another, desperate to taste each others’ flesh and absorb every ounce of ecstasy. It was hard with their clothes in the way, but they quickly went to work solving that problem.

While pinned against the wall, Jean managed to slip off her black, denim jacket and went on to remove Scott’s tight black shirt. Scott assisted in this, swiftly pulling his shirt off over his head and letting Jean take in the view of his muscular upper body.

“Oh my…” said Jean in a sultry voice, “You are so built.”

In a show of passionate hunger, Jean traced her lips and tongue down his rough muscles, teasing his nipples and running her hands along his rough, six-pack abs. This elicited a soft moan from Scott, enjoying Jean’s sense of foreplay. Then, forcing herself to back off a bit, Jean let Scott slide his hands up her waist, removing her tight-fitting red halter top and exposing her sexy purple silk bra that she had gotten from Victoria Secret for just such an occasion.

“My, my Miss Grey,” said Scott as he took in newly exposed form.

“I take it you like my dress sense Mr. Summers,” said Jean breathlessly.

Scott flashed a manly gaze as he took in the sight of her large, yet still covered breasts. They were so big and full. He craved to hold them. Jean let out a deep moan of pleasure as he traced his lips along her cleavage. Her breathing increased as he picked up the pace and took the time to hit every nerve he could, something no other guy did with her before. She couldn’t help but enjoy it and craved to experience more.

As he led her away from the wall, allowing her to return to her feet, Jean stumbled towards him, but managed to keep her balance. Their lips met in another kiss as she felt his hands working on the fly of her tight leather pants. Once he got it undone, she wiggled her hips in a slow, sensuous manner to help get them off. And once she stepped out of them, Scott was met with another arousing sight.

“Damn Jean,” said Scott breathlessly, “You are just full of surprises.”

She flashed a sultry grin. In addition to wearing a sexy purple silk bra, she had also worn a very revealing matching silk thong that showed off her perfectly shaped ass. The sight of a beautiful, fit, sexy woman standing before him in nothing but bra in panties sent Scott’s mind reeling. The sweat beading up on her skin from all the physical contact made her glow in a way nothing short of divine. She practically cried for more touch.

As Scott stood momentarily stunned, Jean took advantage of the situation and swiftly assaulted him with more kisses while he explored her newly exposed skin, tracing along her cleavage, down her back, and to her firm, sexy butt.

His skilled hands made her feel wetter as she began to work on his pants. Scott remained enticed with her kiss has he let her do the work. Then, with a firm tug, Jean pulled his pants and boxers down to the floor, freeing his throbbing erection from its confines.

“Mmm…it’s so hard,” moaned Jean as she ran her hands run along his hard member.

Scott let out a deep grunt of contentment. As her soft kisses trailed roughly down his neck, past his muscular chest, she dropped to her knees and found herself face to face with his hard dick. Her hunger for him was growing, but she chose to tease him slightly at first, gently stroking him with her hand and teasing the sensitive tip with her tongue.

But this didn’t last long. Her hormones soon took over and she so badly wanted to taste him. Flashing him a sexy gaze, she licked along his shaft and took his hardened member into her mouth.

“Oh god!” moaned Scott, throwing his head back at the hot warmth around his penis.

Jean found he was bigger than most men and it was a little difficult getting his entire length in her mouth, but she kept at it and continued to suck, tease, and lick him at a fervent rate. With her hand at the base of his shaft, she bobbed her head back and forth, using her tongue to lick the underside of his stiff member while also teasing the sensitive tip as Scott ran her hands through her long, beautiful red hair.

“That’s it! That’s it, Jean! Oh suck me harder! It feels so good!” grunted Scott as he felt himself coming close to an orgasm.

Jean let out a soft purr and sucked harder. Soon, his rock hard dick began to twitch. He was close. She knew it. Wanting to save that pleasure for when he was inside her, she withdrew his cock from her mouth, giving it a final little tease with her tongue before returning to her feet.

“That was…great,” said Scott trying to catch his breath as Jean wrapped her arms around his neck and trialed her lips down his face.

“Glad you liked it,” she grinned as she felt his hands cup her still covered breasts, “But the best is yet to come!”

“That it is, beautiful.”

Unable to stand the itch of her remaining clothing, Jean reached behind her back and swiftly undid the clasp of her bra, slowly slipping the straps off her shoulders and leaving Scott to do the rest. Finally, she exposed her large, well shaped breast to the fully naked man before her. Scott let out a husky moan as he saw the large orbs of flesh. They were so perfect and full and Jean could tell he liked what he saw.

Casually tossing her bra aside, Jean let out a soft moan as she felt Scott caress each of her breasts with his soft, sensual hands. The former marine was in awe at the feeling of her large breasts. They were nice and large, yet perfectly proportioned to her full body figure. He relished in their, fleshy soft feel and began tracing kisses down her neck and directly on the soft orbs of flesh. Jean let out a squeal of delight as he caressed one breast with one hand while performing oral love to the other.

“Oh Scott!” she moaned, closing her eyes, legs nearly buckling as hot sensations coursed through her body..

A wet spot was growing in her panties. All this touching, moaning, and caressing left her very aroused. Her vagina was throbbing for sex as she felt Scott’s hands on her naked skin. The bed was looking very inviting and she knew she had to lead him there before she lost her balance.

“Scott…I want you! I want you so bad!” she moaned as he gave her nipples a soft pinch, “Do you want me?”

His penis was rock hard. He wanted this woman in her voluptuous glory. He wanted to fill her with his sex, craving the taste of her naked flesh. And she wanted him just as bad, flashing him a wanting look as she ran he hands over his rough muscles.

“I want you too Jean. You know I want you,” answered Scott in a daze.

“Then do me! Fill me with your dick! Have sex with me now! Give me the best fuck of my life!” she said desperately.

“Don’t worry,” said Scott as he gave her a sweet, intoxicating kiss, “I’ll make this night one you’ll always remember.”

No man had ever made a vow like that to her before. But judging from the look on his face and the way he rubbed her breasts, he had every intention to keep his word.

With his strong arms he lifted Jean off the ground with surprising ease and laid her on her bed. He pressed his weight atop her and he planted another kiss upon her lips. Then, as she lay flat on her back, Scott traced his lips down her neck, along her breasts, and past her well toned six-pack abs to her still covered lower regions. Her thong was wet with her feminine juices and Scott could tell she wanted it off. Not wasting any time, Scott griped the thin sides of the skimpy garment and slid it down her long, sexy legs. Jean adjusted her body so he could get it off and once he was successful, he casually tossed it off to the side.

Now, she was completely naked. Taking in the sight of her wet pussy, her body was begging for his dick. The short, perfectly plush crown of pubic hairs just above her folds glistened with her fluids. Her breathing was short and her heart rate was racing as Scott looked intently at her exposed vagina and lowered his face to her wet folds.

“Oh God!” moaned Jean as she felt his lips upon the sensitive areas outside her vagina and along her labia.

Upon hearing her gasps of pleasure, Scott let out a manly grunt and continued to please her, stroking her wet folds with his tongue and fondling her swollen clit. Jean closed her eyes, swimming in a world of pleasure. Waves of bliss coursed through her body. She bucked her hips and grabbed onto the headboard, spreading her legs wider to absorb the hot sensations.

Few men had ever done this, making sure she was so pleasured during sex, Jean relished in having someone so dedicated to this passionate act. He had captured her attention physically with his looks and enticed her even more with the way he carried himself. The connection from their initial meeting only seemed to strengthen their chemistry as sheer lust drove them to pursue the best sexual experience possible.

Probing long and hard, exploring the depths of her hot folds, Jean moaned to the warm sensations. Soon, she felt an orgasm coming fast. However, she wanted to relish it when he was inside her. While he was still pleasing her pussy with his hands and tongue, Jean managed to pull herself together enough to speak.

“Scott! Please! Don’t tease me anymore!” she gasped, “I don’t want to cum until your dick is in me!”

Obediently, Scott stopped. Hovering over the naked redhead as she laid back on the bed, she looked nothing short of angelic. He wanted her so bad. He craved sex with this woman. Caressing her face and sliding his hand down her womanly curves, Scott and Jean gazed into each other’s eyes with sheer passion, craving the hottest sex imaginable.

“Are you ready?” said Scott breathlessly.

“I’m ready. Come on. Kiss me. Fuck me.”

With his strong arms, Scott spread her legs and positioned himself between them. Jean responded by wrapping them around his waist in a tight vice of flesh that showed her strength as a woman. Taking a firm grip on her hips, Scott pressed his weight atop her and began working his erect penis into her tight vagina. Jean wrapped her arms around his strong neck and kissed him passionately, moaning as he slid his length into her wet interior, making sure every last pleasure nerve within her was hit.

It was an act that few men took the time to do, but this man was doing it for her and the feeling was like no other. Pleasure nerves she never knew existed were stimulated as Scott made his first thrust into her. It caused Jean to let out a high pitched moan of delight, his dick stretching her inner walls just right for a perfect fit.

“Feel good?” whispered Scott into her ear, working his dick in as far as it could go.

“Oh Scott!” she gasped, “I can feel you inside me!”

Scott kissed her passionately on the lips, slowly drawing his cock halfway out of her vagina only to ram it in with greater force, causing her to moan in delight. Slowly, he began sliding his member in and out of her in a rhythm, maintaining a strong grip on her hips every step of the way.

They exchanged wet kisses as Scott picked up the pace and Jean supplemented each thrust with a gentle lift of her own. The vice grip of her powerful legs grew tighter as she urged his powerful thrusts on, sending waves of hot pleasure from her lower regions and spreading all throughout her sweat covered body. The bed rocked hard as Scott humped harder and faster while Jean eagerly ran her hands along his strong, manly muscles. Together, they kissed and moaned passionately, absorbing the hot feel of each other’s flesh as their skin rubbed together in a dance of ecstasy. They fucked each other with great energy, the sex act growing more intense with each passing moment.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh Scott! Oh that’s it! That’s it! Harder! Faster!” urged Jean, contracting her pussy every time Scott plowed into her.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh God! Jean! Oh it’s so hot and tight!” said Scott, pumping into her hard and savoring the hot tightness around his dick.

Scott ran his hands down the upper part of her sexy legs, tracing the elegant curves of her womanly body as he thrust. Jean continued to move her body and meet his movements under his powerful weight. The sex grew to a fevered rhythm that had them both moaning in ecstasy as they neared their respective orgasms.

Their skin was glowing with sweat. Their hands ran wildely around their naked flesh. Scott’s dick thrashed about in Jean’s hot pussy. They could both feel the rush coming and Scott adjusted his rate so that they would climax together.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” gasped Jean, running her hands through his sweaty chestnut hair.

“Uh-uh-me too, Jean! Oh fuck you’re so hot!” said the young man as he slowed the rhythm of his hips, savoring the moment as long as possible.

Then with one firm trust, Scott felt Jean’s inner muscles tighten around his penis as she climaxed with a force unlike anything she had ever experienced. A loud, pleasured moan echoed through the room as she tightened her legs around his waist and released a wave of her warm feminine juices. At the same time, Scott felt himself explode within, filling her vagina with every last drop of his hot cum.

The feeling of his warm liquid inside her most sensitive area was a feeling Jean relished. They both relished in the bliss of such wonderful sex. Beads of sweat covered their entire bodies as Scott rolled off to the side of her, capturing her lips in a long passionate kiss with his hands resting on her hips.

“That…was…amazing,” panted Jean, still breathing hard.

“I promised you I’d make it something you’d always remember,” said Scott as he ran he traced his finger down the side of her face, “And I’m a man of my word.”

“That you are,” said Jean with a warm smile.

Jean’s beautiful smile gave the former marine a warm feeling unlike no other. The more he saw it, the more he desired it. Together, they embraced one another’s naked bodies, remaining entwined in the moment. They touched and kissed, quickly becoming more passionate as hands began to roam with Scott’s hand tracing the curves of her hips while Jean traced patterns along his muscular chest.

“Mmm…are you going to fuck me again?” purred Jean to his warm touch.

“The night is young, Miss Grey,” said Scott in a husky tone, “Plenty of time to make it memorable.

Their desires washed over them again as insatiable lust drove Scott Summers and Jean Grey to experience such wonderful pleasure. Scott’s throbbing member soon stiffened once more as Jean took the initiative pinning him on his back and straddled his pelvis. With his hands still firmly on her hips, Jean guided his hard penis back into her wet vagina, letting out another moan as his hard member filled hot depths.

“Oh God! Oh God it feels so good!” she moaned as she began moving her body along his dick and fervently rubbing the muscles of Scott’s muscular upper body.

Jean began to bounce up and down on his dick in a fervent rhythm. It quickly became faster as Scott supplemented her movements with upward thrusts of his own. The sweet sound of her moans was music to his ears as she arched her back and gyrated her hips to the rhythm. Her large breasts bounced and Scott was inclined to touch them as she bounced along his dick in a fury of sexual movements. He used both hands to squeeze and massage them as they continued their erotic dance into the night.

“Uh-uh-oh yeah! That’s it!” gasped Jean as the hot sensations shot up through her body, “You like it don’t you? You like my warm pussy going up and down on your cock don’t you?”

“Oh yeah!” grunted Scott, her dirty words fueling his hunger for this sexy woman, “Oh it’s so fucking hot!”

Jean quickened the pace with shorter, yet fiercer humps as her inner muscles tense around his hard dick. She rode him long in hard, building up another intense orgasm. She wanted to feel again, that powerful rush that just made her lose all sense of control in her body.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh yes! OH FUCK YES!” she moaned, closing her eyes and arching her back.

Grabbing Scott’s hands, she threw her head back as her pussy tensed around Scott’s hard dick, filling her with waves of sweet bliss. It was such a wonderful feeling. She wanted to commit every sensation to memory.

Exhausted, Jean collapsed upon the former marine, placing another passionate kiss upon his lips. She then rolled off to the side on her stomach in an effort to catch her breath, but it didn’t last long. In the fury of her orgasm, she realized that Scott hadn’t climaxed. Not wanting to end it, Scott got up from his position and grabbed her hips, raising them up to his waist level. Now Jean was on her hands and knees, still panting hard as his hard dick rubbed up against her still wet opening.

“Scott…it’s so good…don’t stop yet I…” however she was quickly cut off by the feeling of his hard member slamming into her wet pussy.

Jean soon lost the ability to form coherent words as Scott’s rock hard dick rammed into her hot cunt. Her moans filled the air as Scott kept slamming against her sexy butt with firm, passionate thrusts. Her body rocked as he kneaded her sexy ass in his hands. Her skin felt so good to touch. He craved more as the bed rocked to their hot bodies.

Scott ran feather light kisses down her sweaty back, inhaling her intoxicating scent. He also reached around to cup her swaying breasts as they bobbed to his powerful thrusts. Jean moaned louder, loving his sensual touch. He was drawing closer to his climax. He only needed a few more pumps. He was slow, yet thorough in making sure he hit all the right nerves within her pussy. The more thorough he was, the more intense her orgasmic moans were. They drove him to the final thrust as he squeezed her breasts and unleashed another round of his warm liquid inside her.

“Jean! Oh Jean! I’m cumming! Oh I’m cumming!” moaned the young man, thrusting all the way up to her cervix before releasing his load into her vagina.

Their sweaty bodies collapsed once more, yet they remained entwined, the passion still burning as their sexual energy remained strong. They took a moment to catch their breath, gently fondling each other’s naked flesh and exchanging soft kisses. Never before had either of them managed this level of passion in sex before. It was a rare, yet magnificent act of intimacy and connection. Neither of them wanted it to end and they worked to drag it out into the night.

On the bed, they rolled around together, making love from as many sexual positions as they could muster. Sweat covered their naked bodies from head to toe and the room echoed with moans of pleasure. Time itself seemed to lose all meaning in the passion of the moment.

They went at it in many different ways. Jean got on her hands and knees, rubbing his dick between her breasts to get him hard again. She got on her side so Scott could fuck her from behind. She hitched a leg up over his shoulder, allowing him to thrust into her at different angles. All the while hands roamed, lips met, and passionate kisses were exchanged as they kept having sex for as long as they could go on. It was a true show of their endurance as they pushed their bodies to the limit.

Finally, they were on their last romp as their sweat covered bodies began to slow from the frenzied rhythm to more gentle and passionate movements. Scott and Jean pushed their stamina further as Jean had Scott on his back and she was once again straddling him as she rode his dick into a world of wondrous bliss.

Scott watched her beautiful body glow from the pouring sweat. She truly looked like an angel as her naked body moved gracefully before him. All they needed was one last push before they could cap off the greatest night of sex that either of them had ever had. Together, they held on, holding hands as Jean’s tight inner muscles clamped down on his hard penis in a mind numbing wave of ecstasy one last time.

“UH-UH-UH-OH SCOTT! OH SCOTT! OH YOU’RE SO GOOD! SO GOOD! I’M CUMMING! OH I’M CUMMING” yelled Jean as she felt the rush of her orgasm all throughout her body.

“UH-UH-UH-UH-OH JEAN! OH IT’S SO GOOD! I’M CUMMING TOO! OH GOD I’M CUMMING!” moaned Scott, grunting as he filled her waiting pussy with his final load.

As the final orgasm came and went, Jean fell limp atop Scott. Together, they met in one last kiss as Jean rested her upon his strong, manly chest. Scott savored the intimacy, gently placing his hands on her hips as she traced patterns with her fingertips along his chiseled muscles. Neither of them had any strength left. Their bodies craved rest, but the lingering feeling of such a wonderful experience made it all the more worth it.

“You…are…incredible,” said Jean softly, slowly nodding off to the rhythm of Scott’s heartbeat.

“So are you,” said Scott as he held the naked woman in his arms close.

“Are you going to stay?” asked Jean hopefully.

“I don’t have the strength to leave,” he said with a tired smile, “Besides, I can’t think of a better place to be right now then in the presence of a beautiful woman like you, Jean Grey.”

“You’re so sweet,” she said warmly, “Thank you…for such a wonderful night.”

“Anytime, miss.”

This night had brought so many unexpected things. Jean had come seeking companionship with her old friends while hoping to find new ones and Scott had come seeking to get a feel for his new home. In the end they both got so much more than they ever could have asked for. It was a strange feeling to establish such a profound connection in the span of a single moment. It hadn’t been long, but they knew there was something there deeper than either of them could explain. Whether or not they understood it was still in question, but for now Scott Summers and Jean Grey allowed their tired bodies to rest. Together, they had experienced a level of intimacy to wonderful new heights. And with one final kiss, the two young lovers slowly drifted off into a deep sleep, knowing this night was one they wouldn’t soon forget.

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AN: Well, that’s all for now! I hoped you all liked the Scott/Jean smut! There will be more to come with them in the future! I feel there needs to be more lemony content out there for them. They are the longest lasting, most enduring couple of the X-men after all. They’ve been together for nearly 40 years! There’s still plenty more to come with this fic. I will explore other pairings and there will be some more sex scenes in the future, so be warned. Remember, I gave everybody a fair warning in the intro, so don’t blame me if you found it offensive because I warned you! Other than that, what do you think? Please tell me! Send your thoughts to my email address at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on adult-fanfiction.org or wherever this fic is up! Thanks for reading everybody! I wish you all the best!

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