Dirty Thoughts

Jean could feel herself getting wetter as she sensed Logan behind her and wondered what he was going to do to her. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that a fantasy like this could possibly come true. All that time thinking about what he could possibly do to her if he had his way with her coursed through her mind all at once as she stood bent over, chained to the pole and to the floor. But Jean sensed that she and Logan were not the only ones watching their little show. She still sensed Xavier's niggling around in her mind, trying to be as discreet as possible but failing because she sensed his presence. Jean didn't let on to Xavier that she knew, but it made her even hotter to know that someone was watching, so she gave him access to all her most private thoughts and enabled him to see everything and experience everything she was experiencing through a mental link.

Logan had always been attracted to the tall redhead since the moment she came to the Institute but he felt uncomfortable coming on to a student at first, but now all bets were off. He circled around her like a predator and its prey, his vicious smile denoting that he would have no mercy on her so long as it didn't drive her too far. Jean had never seen Logan look so scary, or so good, as she watched him circling her. His dark eyes shone in a surreal-like way in the bright lighting of the room. Logan licked his lips, sniffing the air again and finding that her scent was growing stronger. "I know ya want this Red," Logan said with a smirk. "What makes you think that Mr. Logan," Jean asked, ready to defend herself again. "I could smell yer hot little slit from a mile away," Logan growled, slightly angered by her tone.

Jean tried to move her legs together in any way but she was chained too tightly to the floor to be able to do so. Xavier moaned softly as he heard Logan talking to her, wishing it were him. He pulled himself up to his desk and quietly undid the zipper on his pants, pulling out his hard cock and beginning to stroke himself lightly. How he wished that it were him driving his cock into her, making her wet like that. "I don't like yer tone young lady," Logan sneered, the enormous bulge in his pants growing even larger. "I think that deserves an even stricter punishment," Logan said to her backside as he undid the buckle on this belt. He wasn't originally going to whip her but now he thought she deserved it. 'That little bitch'll probably enjoy it,' Logan thought to himself.

Xavier thought of the many times he had wanted to pull the haughty redhead over his lap and spank her until she cried. He spit into the palm of his hand, rubbing it down his shaft and then back up again, feeling his cock pulse beneath his hand. Logan approached her from behind, coming to stand behind the firm round globes of her ass. His cock was uncomfortably hard pressing against the constraints of his jeans so he undid them and kicked them off, freeing that monstrous cock of his. "What are you going to do Mr. Logan," Jean asked him in a pleading tone. "Shut up bitch, ya did this to yerself," Logan growled out at her, enjoying her sense of panic mixed with arousal.

Logan brought his belt high up in the air, bringing it down so hard that it made a loud crack boom throughout the room. With that movement, Xavier began to twist his hand up the long pole of his cock, his breathing becoming harder and shorter. Jean screamed, arching her chest outward, her perky breasts sticking out, their rosy red nipples hard. Logan brought it down again, harder this time, making her ass cheeks jiggle and an even louder crack. Tears welled up in Jean's eyes, streaming down her flawless cheeks which were tinged pink with her need. It felt so incredible to give all her power over to Logan, making herself his slave for a while. She wanted to be punished. She was a verd gid girl.

Xavier moved up his shaft in long, deft motions, the precum seeping from his slit and he used it to help coat his cock as he watched through Jean's eyes. Jean's ass had two large, red welts raised on her bare bottom, her cheeks still burning and painful from the blows he struck her. Logan sniffed the air again, slightly surprised that she indeed was enjoying every twisted minute of what he was doing to her. And so was he. His cock throbbed and was painfully hard now, but he had to teach Jean her lesson not to disobey the Wolverine. Logan moved upwards with the belt, striking her tender backside with bruising force, raising the same large, raised red welts on her creamy skin. Jean fought to hold back more tears but to no avail. The painful strikes of his belt brought them rolling down her cheeks.

Jean's small little pussy was so wet by now that even Sabertooth could've easily slid right into her hot slit. Logan stepped up to her side by her breasts, watching as they heaved up and down as she breathed, the tender little nipple poking out from the large mounds. Logan brought the belt against her breasts cruelly hard, watching as they bounced from the force of the blow. Jean screamed again, trying to move so he couldn't hit them. But she could hardly move in any direction at all. Logan stopped for a moment and waited for the initial shock to wear off. He was surprised when Jean pushed her breasts out for more. This earned her a satisfied growl as he brought them against her breasts again, watching how they moved when he hit them, the nipples turning even redder and harder as he struck them.

Xavier was stroking himself slower now again, saving himself for when Logan fucked Jean with his massive dick. His eyes were squinted shut as he concentrated on everything Jean was sensing. Logan moved back to her ass again, his cock needing to be in her tiny little slit and it was becoming harder for him not to just shove it in her. But before he did, he brought the belt against her cunt, making Jean bite her bottom lip because it was so intense. Her pussy stung now as he tossed the belt aside. He brought two of his thick fingers to her hole, plunging them deeply within her, earning a long loud moan from Jean. He thrust them inside of her a couple of times hard before he used the juice to lube up his dick.

He spread the hot liquid along his cock, stopping to lick the rest of it off, reveling in her tangy sweetness. Xavier braced himself for the moment when Logan plunged himself into her. Logan brought his fat cock up to her pink slit and nudged the head in before grabbing her waist. Jean felt the stretch beginning and she clenched her hands together tightly. Logan pushed himself inside of her, his incredible size unlike anything Jean could have ever imagined. She licked her full lips and let out a ragged moan as he slid inside of her. Jean had wanted this almost from the first time she saw Logan. Logan began to pump in and out of her and Xavier let out a moan himself as he began to match his pace with Logan's.

Jean stretched to accomodate his enormous size, the feeling of having Logan inside of her almost enough to make her cum. Logan thrust himself deep inside of her, Jean feeling his coarse pubes brushing against her sensitive cunt, his massive balls swinging wide and slapping her clit. "Oh God, harder Mr. Logan," Jean bit out as her senses went on overload. Logan growled from deep within his chest. "Yer a dirty little whore ya know that Red, so ya want more, ya wanna feel my cock deep inside of ya dontcha," Logan said as he grinned down at he"Ye"Yes," came Jean's meek reply as she felt Logan increase the speed of his thrusts and the intensity, his muscular hips slamming into hers, pushing her body forward as far as it would go, chafing her hands and ankles but she didn't care.

Xavier pulled up on his cock and slammed his hand back down on it, mimicking the motions Logan was making inside of Jean. Jean was a little whore, and when he got her alone, he was going to have to teach her his own lessons. Logan watched her body bounce with each of his movements, her red hair flying every which way as he rode her hard. He drove himself into her relentlessly, the force of his thrusts bringing Jean off of the floor slightly as he rode her, his large hands nearly fitting entirely around her tiny waist. Jean felt the Professor's arousal in herself and her own as she was being driven to a violent climax.

Jean was tighter than any other girl he'd ever fucked, even Kitty, and the snug fit was quickly driving himself to cum. He began to bring her body out as far as it would go to meet his thrusts. Jean's juices had overflowed from her hot cunt all over her legs and Logan and onto the floor. Each thrust was loud and wet and resounded throughout the room. Xavier's dick was leaking its precum faster and faster now as they all three neared completion. Logan's cock created a rough, hot friction between them, igniting a fire between her legs that could only be quenched by her own climax.

Logan's massive balls slapped into her clit, getting her off even more in addition to his dick. Jean moved her hips against him as much as she could, working her cunt in just the right way so that he often hit her g-spot just right. She felt the orgasm come on quickly and she shrieked out Logan's name as she came totally for him. Xavier felt her climax reverberate througout his own body, sending him on his own shivering course to completion. His thick, hot seed spurted out of his cock and over his hands and thighs. He kept his eyes closed as he regained his strength. He wiped his cum off with some tissues he kept on his desk and anxiously awaited his next run-in with Jean.

Logan felt her clamp down on him, the tightness even more incredible as he moved within her. He gave way to his climax, growling loud and slamming himself even harder against her, his massively thick, whitehot load shooting in great waves into her pussy. Jean felt his hot release wash inside of her, sending her into a smaller, less intense orgasm that left her shivering. Logan slowly withdrew himself from her, undoing her bonds and helping Jean to stand up on her wobbly legs. He gave Jean her clothes and she put them on and began to head out the door. "Don't think this is tha last time Red," Logan grinned at her, watching her try to hide a smile from him.

"Hey Jubes, whats up," Bobby called after Jubilee, who walked by the Rec room where he was unsuccessfully trying his hand at pool. Jubilee stopped, backtracking to the doorway of the room. "Not much, I was just going to the mall with Kitty, that's all," she replied, eyeing his doomed game of pool. "Hey, I betcha I can beat you at that," Jubilee said, a playful hint in her eyes. She smiled teasingly at Bobby, who stood straight and laid the pool stick across the table. He crossed his arms and looked at her, a mischevious look spreadingoss oss his face. "Alright, and what'll be the prize for the winner," Bobby asked her, cocking his head to one side and grinning. Jubilee furrowed her eyebrows as she thought of an answer.

"Winner gets to do whatever they want with the loser for the rest of the day," Jubilee answered, knowing he sucked at pool and even though she wasn't great at it herself, she was sure she could beat him at it. A surprised look came over Bobby's face. "Alright, it's a deal," Bobby said, hoping that he would win. Jubilee's motives for the game were less than pure though. Either way, she was gonna end up fucking him. Bobby rounded up the balls in order and went first. He shot the cue ball at one of the balls, pushing it into the other side of the table and having it bounce off the wall and come back to rest not far from where it had originally been. He groaned inwardly.

Jubilee smirked to herself as she took her stance at his end of the table. She took careful aim at a ball and with one lucky stroke ended two of them in the sidepocket. "Lucky shot," Bobby said as he glared at her. Once again he tried getting it in, but to no avail. It ended up flying off the edge of the table and across the room. Jubilee broke out in haughty laughter at this point, not stopping even when he turned to look at her with a searing glare. He picked the ball up and set it where it had originally been. Jubilee ended up the winner in the game by a longshot, having missed only a few token shots. She was better then she thought she was at pool.

"I won, I won," Jubilee teased Bobby, grinning at him with a rather predatory look in her eyes. "I get to keep you as my slave for the rest of today," she said giggling. "This isn't fair," Bobby grumbled. "Hey, you're the one who took the challenge, not my fault I'm better than you at pool," Jubilee said smiling. "Now," Jubilee started as she began to close the distance between them, "I get to do whatever I want to you," she stated. Bobby began backing up towards the other end of the room where the big couch sat. "Why're you looking at me like that," Bobby said, getting a sinking feeling that she wasn't going to use him for just cleaning her room. Bobby hit the couch, tripping and falling onto the overstuffed object.

Jubilee hopped up on the couch in front of him, placing both knees on either side of his body. She lowered her face to his, coming within mere inches of him. "I never said what 'doing to you' specified," she said, her eyes darkening. Bobby could feel his cock getting harder. Jubilee clsed the gap between them and pushed her sweet little mouth into his. Her tongue traced along his lips, seeking entrance, which Bobby gladly gave her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her hands in his short hair. 'I think I might enjoy this after all,' Bobby thought to himself.


Next chapter: Bobby/Jubilee and Ray/Rogue