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The Great Goddess Jean Grey
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X-men Comics › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
8,909
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own X-Men comics, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story.
Coming Storm
He ran around the entire estate. No one was there. Good. He then slipped into the house itself through a weak window catch and ran around the entire place. Kitty was in her room, moaning. Rogue was in her room, quiet. Sage was in … Wolverine’s room? What the hell was that about?
Not that it mattered, of course. He zoomed around. No one else in the entire place. He grinned.
Storm was in her room with her plants, naked and wet. Whoa. He stopped and looked at her for five whole seconds, then caught her arms behind her and said, “I’m here. Talk.”
“Release me, and I will.”
He did, and she turned around, hunger on her face. “Glad to see you’re here, Quicksilver. Take off your uniform. Stay a while.” She stroked her hands over her naked, wet flesh, then over his chest, and he shuddered.
“You said, earlier …”
“I do wish to join with you, Pietro. This way.” She bent her head down and quickly flicked her tongue over his cock through his uniform. Mm. “But if you would like me to stop, I will.” She moved her mouth away, and he grabbed her head.
“Don’t play games with me.” He pulled off his uniform and pushed her head back down to his cock.
“Aw…” she murmured, wet lips on him. “I wanted to play ‘let’s see what Pietro sounds like when he comes,’ don’t you?”
He yelped as she swiftly drew him into her wet, warm, sucking mouth. “That … that’d be fine,” he groaned.
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Finally. Storm finally had a man who was interested in her, panting under her lips. She teased him a little, running her tongue over him but not sucking, until he drew her head up to his. Drat. She loved sucking men till they came.
“How about a side chorus of ‘Storm coming like a slut when Quicksilver fucks her?’” he grunted, sliding into her hot, wet cunt instead.
Oh, Gods. He turned her over and started ramming into her, and she eagerly tightened around him. It had been so long … she was so wet … who cared if there was lightning outside? There was lightning inside, shooting through her whole body, and she let it all loose in a fierce scream as her orgasm finally burned through her, and he yelled with her.
Not that it mattered, of course. He zoomed around. No one else in the entire place. He grinned.
Storm was in her room with her plants, naked and wet. Whoa. He stopped and looked at her for five whole seconds, then caught her arms behind her and said, “I’m here. Talk.”
“Release me, and I will.”
He did, and she turned around, hunger on her face. “Glad to see you’re here, Quicksilver. Take off your uniform. Stay a while.” She stroked her hands over her naked, wet flesh, then over his chest, and he shuddered.
“You said, earlier …”
“I do wish to join with you, Pietro. This way.” She bent her head down and quickly flicked her tongue over his cock through his uniform. Mm. “But if you would like me to stop, I will.” She moved her mouth away, and he grabbed her head.
“Don’t play games with me.” He pulled off his uniform and pushed her head back down to his cock.
“Aw…” she murmured, wet lips on him. “I wanted to play ‘let’s see what Pietro sounds like when he comes,’ don’t you?”
He yelped as she swiftly drew him into her wet, warm, sucking mouth. “That … that’d be fine,” he groaned.
****************
Finally. Storm finally had a man who was interested in her, panting under her lips. She teased him a little, running her tongue over him but not sucking, until he drew her head up to his. Drat. She loved sucking men till they came.
“How about a side chorus of ‘Storm coming like a slut when Quicksilver fucks her?’” he grunted, sliding into her hot, wet cunt instead.
Oh, Gods. He turned her over and started ramming into her, and she eagerly tightened around him. It had been so long … she was so wet … who cared if there was lightning outside? There was lightning inside, shooting through her whole body, and she let it all loose in a fierce scream as her orgasm finally burned through her, and he yelled with her.