Grey Frost

Grey Frost
Chapter 21: Confronting The Truth

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The next few days were a time of recovery for Jean and Emma. The Professor got Jean out of school and let Emma take a break from her financial duties. It was a surreal moment for both girls. Being captured by the Hellfire Club and living to tell about it had left and indelible mark. Both girls had issues to deal with, but some were more complicated than others.

Jean was still reeling from the effects of the drug. Her sex-drive was out of control for the first few days. She got herself off multiple times, so much so that Ororo ran out and got her a vibrator to help stem her lust. Her sleep was also plagued by dreams of being in a dazed state of lust with guards surrounding her. But Scott and her family were a big help. Even though her urges subsided, her sex drive would never be the same. It was just going to take time before she was becoming comfortable with it.

While Jean got better, Emma stayed in the same distant state for the most part. While Scott went to school, she spent her time going on long walks and musing about where she would go from here. She had yet to confront Jean about what she sensed. It didn’t help that she kept seeing it whenever Scott and Jean hung out. This was not something she could ignore. Her boyfriend had feelings for another woman. Something had to give.

One day late in the afternoon, Emma decided to seek Scott out and share a quiet night together. Maybe there she could start talking about it. She checked his room and the garage for him, but he was nowhere to be found. In the halls, she passed Rogue and asked for her help.

“Hey Rogue, have you seen Scott?” she asked.

“Yeah, he’s out back with Jean,” said Rogue casually.

“Oh…I see,” said Emma, her tone sinking.

“What’s wrong?” inquired Rogue casually, “You two on the rocks or something?”

“What? Of course not!” she said defensively, “What gave you that idea?”

Rogue looked at her strangely. Emma kicked herself for just answering her question for her. Now she just got her curious. So much for subtlety.

“Let me guess…they’re doing it again,” sighed Rogue.

“What do you mean?”

“Scott and Jean,” she went on, “They’re doing that thing where they gaze at each other with that sappy look that’s so annoying and it’s driving ya crazy. Am Ah right?”

Rogue’s words were crass and harsh. But that didn’t make them any less true.

“Should I be worried?” asked Emma seriously.

Rogue shook her head and sighed. She warned Emma about this early on. Getting involved with Scott Summers came with this sort of frustration. But Emma just had to go for it.

“Ah’ll tell ya what Ah’ve learned with mah own experience,” she said in a serious tone, “You may feel for Scott and he may feel for ya too. But he’ll always feel for Jean. There’s no way around it.”

“So it’s true,” said Emma in a low tone, “They really do feel that strongly for one another.”

“Of course they do!” exclaimed Rogue, “For cryin’ out loud, don’t tell meh ya haven’t seen it! Just watch them when ya get a chance. You’ll see.”

It was clearly a sore subject for Rogue so she left it there and stormed off. She went through enough personal drama when she had feelings for Scott. She didn’t need to go through them again.

Emma was left to digest her words. She knew about Rogue’s history with Scott from when she started asking around about him. She remembered her warning about not getting involved. It was a warning she didn’t take seriously then, but after what she sensed in the Hellfire Club there was no getting around it.

With a frustrated grunt, Emma stormed off towards the back. She already sensed it with her mind. If Rogue was right, she should be able to see it with her eyes as well.

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Out back at the gazebo, Scott and Jean were sharing an after dinner snack. With everybody off doing their own thing it was nice to get some quiet time. Since Jean’s experience with the Hellfire Club, they had been spending more time together. Jean found herself most comforted when she was around Scott. He was the one she reached out to and he was the one who saved her. It wasn’t lost on them that Scott still had Emma, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t help each other.

They lost track of time talking about the little things. Jean went on about how she went out to dinner with her parents just to see them. She didn’t tell them what happened to her. She was still dealing with issues herself and she would tell them when the time was right. Until then, she had plenty of support here at the mansion.

“It sounds like seeing your folks was good for you,” said Scott as he casually leaned against the rail.

“It was,” smiled Jean, “Hearing my mom rant and listening to my dad’s stories just seems more meaningful after you’ve been through a bad experience. It helps remind you of the people in your life you can never leave behind.”

“That’s for sure,” said Scott, smiling back, “But you’re still going to tell them, aren’t you?”

Jean diverted her gaze out to the lake and sighed. Scott was one of the few who knew the whole story. He offered his support, but this was one thing he couldn’t understand. Even as she returned to a sense of normalcy, she couldn’t forget about her darkest moment at the hands of the Hellfire Club.

“I will eventually,” she said, “I just have to get through all this…this mess. I can honestly say I’ve never been through something so horrible in my life.”

“But it’s over now,” said Scott in a reassuring tone, “It takes time to get over things like this. Trust me, I know.”

“I believe you,” sighed Jean, “It’s just that…I was used and violated in a sick way. I didn’t just let a bunch of men fuck me. I actually took pleasure in it. It messes with me because you never know your dark side until it’s shoved in your face. I know I was drugged, but that doesn’t change the fact that it happened.”

“Stuff like that will always mess with you,” said Scott, moving in closer, “I think the same thing every time I remember the plane crash that killed my parents. Just because you had no control doesn’t mean it was any easier.”

“And that’s what bothers me most,” said Jean, leaning into his shoulder, “With my powers I need to have control. When I don’t it just all goes to hell.”

“I know. But sometimes control only goes so far. Don’t forget the human element. You were dealing with some pretty nasty people, remember?”

“Tell me about it,” muttered Jean, “And while I was on that drug, I was one of them. I don’t care what anybody says. There’s a greedy, lustful monster in all of us. I’m just lucky I didn’t give in.”

“Of course you didn’t,” said Scott, slipping his arm around his friend, “You’re Jean Grey. Giving in just isn’t your style.”

Jean turned to her friend and smiled. Hellfire left her with so much doubt in herself and Scott more than anybody reminded her of who she was at heart. Like he once told her, he knew her better than anybody has or ever will. It was that kind of bond that saved her twice from disaster.

“You know with everything that’s happened, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to thank you enough for all you’ve done, Scott,” said Jean.

“You don’t have to, Jean,” said Scott warmly, “You’re my best friend. That’s what best friends do. They help each other in their darkest hour.”

“Yes…friends.”

As they held each other in a quiet moment, Jean thought back to her power surge and the fateful moment she called out to Scott with Emma. Each time she felt him through a psychic bond so strong that not even Professor Xavier could comprehend it. She wrote off the first time because Emma came into the picture shortly after. But after it happened again it was even stronger and it got her thinking.

Bonds like this went beyond friendship. All those feelings they had for each other were coming out again even though Scott was still in a relationship with Emma. Jean had enough to deal with without this coming up again and Scott still cared for his girlfriend on many levels. But even those complications weren’t enough to keep them from being hopelessly drawn to one another.

They shared another meaningful smile as they watched the sun set over the lake. Across the yard, Emma watched anxiously. Rogue had been right again. It did show in their actions as well as their thoughts. All week this had bothered her. She had hoped it would blow over and things would return to normal. But the longer it went on, the more she realized that things would never be normal.

Her relationship with Scott was at a crossroads. She needed to find out just how deep these feelings between Scott and Jean ran. She needed to know if her relationship with Scott could continue like this. And to do that, she had to confront both of them.

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After her time with Scott, Jean was in high spirits. She returned to her room where she planned to catch up on some reading before turning in for the night. She was schedule to return to school at the beginning of next week and there was no way the Hellfire Club was going to taint her great point average.

For all the problems Hellfire caused, her life was getting back to normal it seemed. Soon she would be back to worrying about exams, projects, and training sessions. It was almost ironic in a way. After surviving what she did that stuff didn’t seem as hard anymore. But it would still take some getting used to.

She hadn’t been reading for more than a half hour when she heard a knock at her door. Looking up from her book, she rose and saw Emma peer in.

“Hey Jean, how are you holding up?” she asked as she walked in.

“I’m getting there,” said Jean, “What about you, Emma?”

“Same,” she said with a shrug.

There was a brief silence between them. Emma hadn’t spoken to Jean much since that moment in the infirmary. It was awkward for obvious reasons. But after what they went through together, they were inescapably bonded.

“Mind if I come in?” said Emma, “There’s something we need to talk about.”

“Sure,” said Jean, setting her book aside, “What is it?”

Emma shut the door behind her and walked over to Jean’s bed. Jean noticed the serious look in her eye. It was the same look she had whenever they bickered. But given how much she owed this woman, she ignored it and heard her out.

“I notice you and Scott have been a lot closer since we got back,” said Emma, “And he’s my boyfriend last I checked, so I think it’s high time we address this.”

“Oh…I see where you’re going with this,” said Jean, “Look Emma, I haven’t forgotten my promise. I said I wasn’t going to come between you and Scott and I meant it.”

“I believe you, Jean,” said Emma, still not looking at her, “You’re too good a person to do something like that…overtly at least.”

“Emma…”

“I’ve been watching you two,” she went on, “The way you look at each other is different and it’s not the kind of look you give a friend, no matter how close.”

Jean shifted uncomfortably. She was right about her and Scott being closer, but it was that last part that she was unsure about.

“Plus, there’s what happened back in the cell,” said Emma seriously, “We still haven’t talked about it yet.”

“What are you talking about?” said Jean anxiously.

“Don’t bullshit me, Jean. I know what I sensed when we combined powers. You sensed it too, so don’t act like it’s not important because it is.”

There was a hint of hostility in her tone. This had been bothering Emma all week. It was right up there with the lingering effects of being a Hellfire prisoner. She pulled through and hoped to come home to her boyfriend’s loving arms. But instead of bringing them closer, it brought serious doubts to their relationship.

“I don’t know much about psychic bonds, but I know what I felt,” said Emma in a calmer tone, “We were both physically and mentally drained trying to project our thoughts outside the best psychic shielding money can buy. We couldn’t reach anybody, not even the Professor. But somehow, someway you reached out to Scott on a level I didn’t even know was possible. It was pretty strong so I’m guessing it wasn’t the first time.”

“It wasn’t,” affirmed Jean, thinking back to her power surge.

“So you admit it,” retorted Emma, “There is something between you two.”

“It’s not that simple,” sighed Jean, “It’s one of those things I can’t put into words. It’s always been there because Scott’s always been there. It’s just gotten a lot stronger recently. I couldn’t tell you how deep it was if I tried.”

Jean couldn’t believe she was finally telling this to someone. And that someone just happened to be Scott’s girlfriend. For so long she denied it, but when confronted by this woman who she was deeply indebted to she couldn’t avoid it any longer. Emma was her friend and an important part of Scott’s life. She deserved to know the truth.

Emma didn’t look too enthused with her honesty. Learning someone else had that kind of bond with her boyfriend was very disconcerting. The more she dug into it, the more it conflicted with her feelings for Scott. Jean knew this and was quick to defend herself.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m breaking my promise, Emma,” said Jean defensively, “Do you really think I’d do something like that after what we’ve been through together?”

“Of course not,” said Emma, “It just really bothers me. I thought this experience would help us strengthen our relationship. But all it did was remind me of the problems we’ve had from the beginning.”

“You can still work them out.”

“No we can’t, Jean. It doesn’t work like that,” said Emma in a morose tone, “You’ve dated before. You know some things just can’t be worked out.”

Jean didn’t argue with that, thinking back to everything that was wrong with her and Duncan. She too thought she could get around his faults, but in the end nothing changed. For that, she didn’t blame Emma for being frustrated.

“What do you want from me, Emma?” asked Jean intently.

“I don’t know!” said Emma, shooting up from the bed and storming across the room, “You’re my friend, Jean. You may have feelings for my boyfriend, but you’re still the best friend I’ve had in a long time. I’m at a total loss here. I honestly don’t know what the hell I’m going to do.”

What happened next caught Jean totally off guard. In a show of unparalleled distress, Emma threw her arms around her friends and started crying. For all her strength, she just couldn’t take it anymore. Her life was so messed up and the relationship that meant so much to her was falling apart. Rather than lash out at the one person who now understood her, she broke down.

“We’ll figure it out,” said Jean over her sobs.

“I…I hope so,” sobbed Emma, “I just…ugh! Why do I have to feel this way? Why does it have to be so…”

“Complicated?” added Jean, “Feelings like this always are, Emma. Trust me, I know.”

Emma let out another wave of sobs. It felt so out of character for the former White Queen to start bawling in the arms of a woman who was complicating things with her boyfriend. But Jean Grey was the girl who helped her through her darkest hour. She saw firsthand what a strong, noble person she was. She resisted where Emma gave in. And despite the trouble she gave her, Jean still tried to help her.

“I’m sorry, Jean,” said Emma, pulling out of their embrace, “I know I’m not making things better by yelling at you, but I’m really at a loss here.”

“It’s okay. We’ve both been through a lot,” said Jean.

“No it’s not okay,” said Emma strongly, “I’ve done so much in my life that I regret. I’m sick of guilt and I’m sick of doubts. I want to move on. I want to make things right with Scott. I just don’t know how.”

Emma’s expression sank with despair. Jean placed a hand on her shoulder and cast a comforting look. The older blonde accepted the gesture and managed a weak smile.

The two girls were in a strange predicament. Emma loved Scott. She made no secret of that. And he loved her back, but at the same time he shared a powerful bond with Jean. Those two were close on a level Emma could not match and yet they both promised not to let that get in the way of her and Scott’s relationship. It was a complicated situation and Emma didn’t know where she fell on all this. Her gut told her that bond Scott and Jean shared was deep, but was it deep enough to overshadow her love for Scott?

Suddenly, Jean shifted uncomfortably and her face blushed bright red. Despite the tense moment between her and Emma it was happening again. Her carnal cravings were coming to surface again.

“Damn it! Not now!” she groaned.

“Oh no, I know that look,” said Emma, “Again?”

“Stupid drug!” grunted Jean, “Did it take you this long to get it out of your system?”

“It gets easier, but it’s usually not this pervasive.”

“Well I’ve been getting myself off all week! Shouldn’t it have settled by now?”

“Masterbation only does part of the job. There’s just no substitute for the real thing, I’m afraid.”

“Well what the hell am I supposed to do?” exclaimed Jean, “I broke up with my boyfriend before this mess, remember?”

Jean fell back on her bed and started rubbing her legs together, showing she really was in need of sexual relief. Emma had been here before, but she was able to manage the effects easier because her job as a Hellfire stripper earned her plenty of opportunities for sex. Jean had to deal with it on her own, but there was only so much a person could do without a partner.

Then Emma had a radical idea. It was bawdy, extreme, and so many other things that were potentially dangerous. But desperate times called for desperate measures. Jean needed relief and she needed to confirm her suspicions. There was a chance this whole thing could backfire, but given the current state of affairs it was a risk she was willing to take.

As Jean shifted her legs and rubbed her breast, Emma sat down next to her and flashed an strange look.

“Um…Emma, would you mind?” said Jean in embarrassment.

“What? Leave you alone while it gets worse?” said Emma, “I thought friends helped each other.”

“Do you have an alternative?” said Jean, growing increasingly anxious.

Emma’s expression shifted. Normally, she didn’t mind having fun with her sexuality. She did it all the time back at the Hellfire Club and Scott sure didn’t mind when he showed him some of her talents in the bedroom. But she never did something like this while she was in a serious relationship before. Even if there were troubles, this could make or break them.

But she owed Jean and she owed Scott as well. It was as good a way as any to find out once and for all if her relationship with Scott could continue or falter.

“Funny you should ask because I do have an idea,” she said anxiously, “It’s going to sound crazy given what we’re dealing with, but it might help us all in the long run.”

“I’m listening,” said Jean, desperate for anything at this point.

Emma took a deep breath and prepared to make her pitch. It wasn’t going to be easy, but she owed it to her friend and her lover.

“It goes like this…”

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Later that night, Scott was in his bed waiting for Emma. He was in only a pair of white boxers. Emma said she had a little surprise for him and he waited like a good attentive boyfriend. He never knew what to expect from this woman, but he didn’t imagine anything too extreme. After what she went through, he assumed she wanted to take it slow. And since they got back, that’s what they had been doing.

For the past few nights, Emma had been sleeping in Scott’s arms. Sometimes they had sex, but most of it came out of the need for comfort. They nearly lost each other and were desperate to hold onto what they had. But that wasn’t easy when he was spending so much time with Jean.

While it was a relief to have her back, Scott couldn’t help but feel torn. As much as he loved Emma, there was no getting around what he felt for Jean. Feeling her through their bond during this experience made all those old feelings he once pushed aside come back stronger than ever. And this time he wasn’t sure he could write them off again.

“Are you ready, darling?” came a low, sensual voice from his door.

Scott looked up from his bed to see Emma standing before him in some very provocative attire. His mouth hung open slightly as he took in amazing the sight. Her beautiful body was covered only in elegant white lingerie. It ran just below her waist, revealing her skimpy white g-string thong underneath and was transparent just around the breasts.

“Wow…” he said, “Back in lingerie already?”

“Hellfire can do a lot of things, but squashing my enjoyment for the sensual isn’t one of them,” she said with a smile.

She walked over to his bed where he took her in his arms. She remained standing, moaning at the feel of his powerful arms around her body. As much as Emma enjoyed them, she couldn’t let it go to her head too much. She was on a mission.

“Is this the surprise you told me about?” asked Scott huskily.

“Not quite,” she said, “There’s…something else I had in mind. Although I have to warn you, you may find it a little strange.”

“What is it?” asked Scott.

It was hard to contemplate this woman doing anything in the bedroom that could shock him at this point. She already had him doing things in their relationship he never thought he’d do. But the look on her face was different this time. It wasn’t the usual sexy look she always gave him. If anything, she looked anxious.

‘Come on in.’

Right on cue, Scott’s door opened again and Jean stepped in. At first Scott was confused, but when she closed the door behind her and undid her robe it dawned on him. Now he wasn’t just surprised, he was shocked.

With her robe gone, Jean revealed a matching outfit almost identical to Emma’s. It had everything from the thong to the see-through top part. The only difference was that hers was purple. It really bought out Jean’s womanly figure. Scott always knew she was beautiful, but in attire like this it accentuated everything that made her sexy. She seemed a little shy, but the sight of Scott in just his boxers did a way with any doubts.

While a normal man would be brimming with excitement at this point, Scott was deeply confused.

“Jean?! Emma, what is this?”

“Relax stud,” she told him, “Jean’s still struggling with the drug and needs relief. So I offered her to join us.”

Scott looked at Emma with a bewildered expression. This sure came out of nowhere, but she seemed dead serious. He then looked over at Jean. Her face was still flushed and he saw the distinct signs of arousal. Her legs were trembling and she was shifting uncontrollably.

She looked so embarrassed standing before her friend like this, but at the same time she grew even more aroused. She always found Scott attractive and with her sex drive at full throttle seeing him in his boxers really got her going. But she was still coherent enough to be careful.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Scott.

“Of course I am, darling,” she said, affectionately cupping his chin, “You trust me and I trust you. We’re just helping her. She needs it.”

“I can see that, but…”

“Just go with it, Summers,” she told him, “I’ve done this before with other men and I’m comfortable with it. So why not enjoy this?”

Scott detected a hint of uncertainty in her tone. He believed her when she said she did this before. It was part of her job description at the Hellfire Club. But there seemed to be something else to it that she wasn’t telling him. She hid it in a cloak of sexuality, but Scott’s gut felt it. He wanted to push the issue, but it wasn’t easy when every part of him was screaming to embrace this chance.

Emma saw him hesitating and decided to help his decision. So with her usual sexy allure, she got onto the bed, hooked her legs around his waist, and captured his lips in a deep kiss. It furthered his arousal and dampened his logic capabilities. Watching got Jean more aroused and it filtered through their link. Emma sensed this and watched as Jean approached the bed. She wanted him and Scott wanted her. And if Emma was okay with it, why not?

“Mmm…” moaned Scott as Emma’s lips wrestled with his.

“Is that a yes?” she said, staring at him with lustful eyes.

“Um…are you sure it’s okay?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” she said, rolling her eyes, “Just think of it as helping a friend and having a good time.”

Even at the prospect of making love to two beautiful women, Scott still had to be the boy scout. Emma admired his shyness, but she wasn’t taking no for an answer this time. They had to do this so she could see for herself.

“Come on, Jean. Let’s do this.”

“Okay,” she said anxiously, “It won’t change anything, right?”

“Of…of course it won’t,” said Scott, blushing as he eyed Jean’s body.

“Oh shut up and come here,” said Emma, “Scott, lie back like a good boy and enjoy the show.”

Scott adhered to her wishes as Jean slipped onto the bed. She was a little shy at first, starting off simple by running her hand over Scott’s manly physique. But Emma got things going as she pulled Jean into an embrace and ran her hands along Jean’s hips. Jean got into the spirit as well, exploring Emma’s voluptuous frame with burning desire. All the while they flashed sultry gazes towards Scott.

It was very arousing and Jean seemed remarkably comfortable with it. Scott was already getting a raging hard-on.

“Have you girls done this before?” he asked with a slight laugh.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” said Emma in a sultry tone.

Emma then crashed her lips onto Jean and started making out with her. The young redhead’s burning need took over and she started returning the feeling, falling back as Emma pinned her to the bed.

Scott watched with intent as the two hot women ran their hands over one another in a rough, sensual manner. Emma was the more aggressive one, squeezing Jean’s butt and working her way back up to her breasts. She also elevated her knee slightly, rubbing it between her legs to add to the growing arousal. Such fervent gestures pushed Jean to do some exploring of her own. She grasped Emma’s large breasts, giving her tits hard pinches through the thin lingerie. The hot blonde moaned as Jean slipped her tongue into her mouth, letting her sexuality run wild.

The arousal between their legs throbbed with their fervent touching. Emma trialed her hand down Jean’s core and fondled her pussy through her thong. Jean moaned in content and did the same for Emma. After a while their lips parted and they turned to Scott.

“Wow, that really got him hard,” said Jean, gazing at his bulge.

“I told you men loved watching two hot girls make out,” grinned Emma, “Now let’s give that dick of his some attention.”

“Oh boy,” said Scott in anticipation.

The two girls crawled atop the handsome young man and kissed down his torso. They flashed him erotic gazes as they trailed their lips down his hard chest and chiseled abs. When they reached his throbbing bulge, each girl took a side of his boxers and slid it off. Freed from it’s confines, Scott’s dick stood ridged and hard.

Jean eagerly stroked it, her burning need getting the better of her. But Emma helped keep her from losing too much control. Part of getting over the effects of the Selene’s drug was pacing one’s self during sex and finding a normal balance of lust and affection.

“Oh fuck!” grunted Scott.

Scott closed his eyes as the tongues of two sexy women licked his member. Emma cupped his balls while Jean grasped the base and licked his shaft. The two girls were playful, yet thorough. They took turns taking him into their mouths. Emma went first, showing off her deep-throating skills. Not one to be outdone, Jean matched her. She wasn’t as fervent as she was with the Hellfire guards. Scott was different and she enjoyed it more than she initially let on.

The wetness between their legs was unbearable. Streaks of arousal seeped along their inner thighs. The thongs were becoming too much a burden. After a few more playful sucks, the two girls rose up and crawled back over to a very content man.

“Ready for the next step?” asked Emma.

“Yes…I am,” said Scott, still catching his breath.

“Jean?”

“God I want it so bad!” she said in a desperate tone, “Let’s get these damn thongs off already!”

Both Scott and Emma were surprised by Jean’s intent, but went along with it. The two girls slipped out of their thongs and tossed them aside. Their pussies were wet with arousal, ready to be fucked. Jean and Emma fingered themselves slightly, prepping themselves for the main event while kissing down Scott’s muscular body. So much sexual energy filled the room. They yearned to let it out.

“So how do you want to do this?” asked Emma.

Jean needed a moment to stop touching Scott’s body so she could try and rationalize this. Looking at her friend, she could see how much he wanted her. She wanted him just as much. They blushed under such gazes, but followed their passions.

“I…I was hoping I could have the dick first,” said Jean, “I really want it and you’ve had it before so…”

“I understand,” said Emma, stopping her before she could go any further, “You’re the one recovering from the drug anyways. It’s only fair.”

She then turned to Scott, who was eyeing Jean’s wet pussy with intent.

“Are you ready, darling?”

“I’m ready,” he said in a lustful daze, “This…this won’t change anything, Jean.”

“Of…of course not,” stammered Jean.

Emma sensed uncertainty in their words. It was the first sign of confirmation. But she didn’t assume everything yet. She would wait till the end. Besides, she needed sex too.

With Scott still lying on his back, the two hot women positioned themselves over him. Jean straddled his dick while Emma straddled his face. Facing each other, they held on as Jean closed her eyes and absorbed the hot feeling of penetration while Emma gasped upon feeling Scott’s tongue probe her tight folds.

“Ohhhhhh yes!”cried Jean.

“Mmm…you like that, Jean?” purred EmmaJean, feeling the hot sensations of Scott’s oral teasing, “Go on! Ride that cock!”

With Emma’s encouragement, Jean pressed against Scott’s toned core and started riding his cock. She fervently moved her hips along his ridged member, letting the hot sensations of sex overtake her. Scott got into it as well, matching her gyrations with upward thrusts of his pelvis. They worked to establish a frenzied rhythm of humping.

It was intense. Neither Duncan nor the guards could ever compare to this. Jean only knew sex as pleasure. But as she rode the dick of the man she felt so strongly for, a rush of sensations the likes of which she never felt before surged through her body. Scott felt it too and thrust into her with thorough ferocity. All their pent up fantasies and desires came pouring out in the heat of the moment.

Emma got into it as well and rode Scott’s face. Flushed with the hot feeling of Jean’s cunt around his cock, Scott grabbed Emma’s butt and spread her pussy lips so he could probe deeper. He was very passionate. Emma loved every sensation. Soon, moans of delight echoed throughout the room.

“Uh-uh-yes-oh yes-oh it feels so good!” cried Jean as she bounced up and down Scott’s dick.

“Uh-uh-that’s it, Jean-uh-let it all out!” moaned Emma as hot sensations surged through her body.

Scott’s grunts were muffled as his face was buried in Emma’s pussy. He was in a sexual daze, enjoying these two beautiful women. He felt strongly for both of them, but set aside the complications and let his passions do the work.

Together their bodies moved with intense fervor until Jean could no longer hold back her climax. She started grunting as she reached over and pinched Emma’s nipples while arching her body each time Scott’s dick plunged into her throbbing cunt. It was an intense feeling, fucking Scott Summers with Emma with them. It felt so amazing. Even in a daze of lust, it was so profound for her.

“Uh-uh-oh fuck-I-I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” moaned Jean.

High pitched squeals of delight echoed through the room as Jean slammed her hips down one last time threw her head back and let out a moan of ecstasy.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!”

Feeling her cunt clamp down on his dick, Scott moaned in delight and was sent over the edge as well. His cock throbbed and exploded in Jean’s tight depths. The pleasure surged through their link and from there Emma sensed it. Combined with Scott’s tongue on her G-spot, she climaxed as well.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck!” moaned Emma, “Oh my God…oh God.”

Flushed with pleasure, the two girls collapsed besides Scott. He looked very content as well and he had every right to be. He just made love to two beautiful women. It was an amazing experience, washing aside all lingering doubts and uncertainty.

“That was…amazing,” gasped Scott.

“I’ll say,” smiled Jean, “You were right all along, Emma. Scott is a natural lover.”

“That he is,” she sighed, cuddling next to him.

“And if I wasn’t so sure it was the after-effects of the drug talking, I’d do him all night.”

Despite the need for recovery, Jean leaned in and kissed Scott passionately on the lips. Emma motioned to join in, but they left no room for her. In this state of heightened passion and ecstasy, they expressed their long held passion for one another. Emma saw it in their eyes. But when they realized what they were doing, they abruptly stopped and let Emma join in.

“Uh…sorry, Emma,” said Scott awkwardly, “Got caught up in the afterglow.”

“Don’t be sorry, darling,” she told him, “It’s a three-way. It’s supposed to be like this. I’ll keep saying it until you two get it. Let it all out!”

“Let it out…” said Jean, gazing into Scott’s eyes, “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Me too,” he said.

Jean renewed her sensual rubbing of Scott’s body while he started alternating between kissing each woman. Soon all three of them were in a hot make-out session, building up to another round of pure ecstasy. This time Scott and Jean wouldn’t hold back. Hopefully this way Emma would see what she was looking for at the end.

Next, they all rose up to their knees with Emma in the center of the bed. Then Scott and jean started kissing down her body. Scott slipped two fingers into her pussy while Jean fondled her breasts, making the hot blonde moan with delight. After going at it like this for a while, Emma got on her hands and knees with Scott in front shoving his dick into her mouth while Jean was behind spreading her folds and eating her out. Using her oral sex skills, Emma got Scott nice and hard again. Now they were ready for a new round.

“Now it’s your turn, Emma,” grinned Jean.

Emma placed her trust in Jean and laid flat on her back. Jean got on top and started making out with her, rubbing her breasts and gliding her wet pussy along her torso. Meanwhile, Scott was behind them holding Emma’s legs apart and thrusting his dick into her wet cunt. Hot bodies rocked together as Scott pounded away into her while Jean’s tongue twirled with hers while her sweaty skin rubbed along hers.

Scott and Jean fucked her long and hard, sending Emma into a world of pleasure. She couldn’t help but be amazed at how much they got into it. Together, they pushed her to the brink of another orgasm.

“Uh-uh-that’s it, Emma-uh-uh-fuck you’re so tight!” grunted Scott as he slammed his cock into her.

“UH-UH-UH-OHHHHHHH FUCK YES!” cried Emma, her body contorting to the sensations.

Scott and Jean exchanged smiles. Emma was the one who introduced them to the world of sex and this was their way of thanking her.

“Is that what you mean by letting it out?” grinned Jean.

“Oh yes…” gasped Emma, “I think you two have it down. Now keep at it! Don’t let up!”

“Wow, someone’s eager to wear themselves out tonight,” grinned Scott.

“Less talking, more sex!” she ordered.

Not one to argue with his girlfriend, the trio started making out in another sweaty heap of flesh. They rolled around on the bed, laughing and moaning as they worked up a frenzied pace. Jean and Emma took turns riding Scott’s cock individually while sharing messy kisses and fondling their naked bodies. When they each got an orgasm, Scott rolled on top each woman and fucked them until he climaxed in Jean again. The girls also took time to give Scott another show, making out in front of him again and taking turns eating their pussies out. It was a fun, invigorating experience. Emma almost forgot she was doing this to see if her and Scott’s relationship still had a chance.

Time lost all meaning as they went at it, but eventually fatigue caught up with them. For the finale, Scott and Jean coordinated their efforts, laying Emma on side with her leg hitched over Scott’s shoulder while he pumped his cock into her pussy. Jean was lying next to her with her cunt shoved in Emma’s face so she could eat her out while she was being fucked. She was on her last climax and so were Scott and Jean.

Then it hit her. Emma’s inner muscles tightened around Scott’s cock, unleashing one last rush of pleasure. She moaned into Jean’s pussy, absorbing the wondrous pleasure that filled her body. But she quickly noticed Scott didn’t cum and neither did Jean. So for one last romp, they turned to one another.

“One more, Scott?” asked Jean with lust in her eyes.

“One more, Jean,” he answered, taking her in his arms and laying her next to Emma.

While recovering, Emma watched as Scott and Jean had sex. Without her participation, it was different than before. Scott held Jean by the hips as he laterally worked his body along Jean’s naked flesh, thrusting his cock into her depths. They moaned and panted, holding each other and exchanging passionate kisses. Emma soon noticed there was something to it that went beyond the physical act of sex.

The way they looked at each other and the way they touched each other was different. It was something she hadn’t seen from Scott when they made love. They moved together so fluidly and gracefully. It was almost as if their bodies were made for each other.

After moving together in a smooth, fervent rhythm Scott and Jean neared their climax. Intense passion flowed through their link, driving them to heights they had never experienced before. Jean spread her legs into a wide V-shape while Scott grasped her hips and worked his cock into her to the coming ecstasy.

“UH-UH-I’M CUMMING JEAN! I’M CUMMING!” grunted Scott.

“UH-ME TOO! ME TOO! OH GOD I FEEL IT!” cried Jean.

Finally, they were sent over the edge. Scott let out a deep moan and thrust his cock in as far as it would go, shooting his load into Jean’s tight depths. Her pussy throbbed around his member, contracting hard and milking him for every drop of his manly fluids while the mind-numbing sensations of her orgasm inundated her being. The feeling was so intense even Emma picked up on it.

Then when it was over, she watched as Scott and Jean stared at each other with passion in their eyes. It was almost as if Emma was never even there. And in a daze of lust and euphoria, they kissed. It wasn’t because of their state of mind or the drug in Jean’s system. It was real and Emma knew it.

When they parted, Scott collapsed into the center of the bed with Jean cuddled besides him. Emma, being the most lucid one now, watched this with mixed feelings. Staring at them now as they lay together, bathing in the afterglow it confirmed for her what she suspected. Scott and Jean really loved each other. It was the only way they could make beautiful love together.

“Thanks Emma,” said Jean in a tired tone, “I needed this.”

“Yeah, sure Jean,” she said distantly.

“You okay, Emma?” asked Scott, turning to her with a worried look.

“I’m fine,” she said, slipping under the covers, “Go to sleep, darling. You deserve it.”

Too tired to argue, Scott closed his eyes and succumbed to his exhaustion. He barely realized that he was holding Jean in his arms and not Emma. But when Emma cuddled closer to him the tension eased.

However, neither he nor Jean could sense what was going through the young blonde’s mind. Despite being exhausted from sex, her thoughts wandered as to what was next for her. Looking at her boyfriend, a tear came to her eye. She loved Scott and he loved her back. But he couldn’t love her the way he loved Jean and a relationship couldn’t last she was only second in his heart.

Now Emma had to make a decision. It would no doubt be one of the hardest decisions she would ever make. But she had to do what was best for her and the people she cared about.

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Up next: Emma makes her decision.