The Secrets of A Cajun

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"What are you thinkin' about?" Her soft brown curls with a blotch of frost white bangs draped over his stomach. Rogue's head rest against Remy's bare right side and her hair tickled him as she turned it to look at him and wait for his answer. "Well...?" They had been lying there for a good hour or so, talking about fantasies and realities and could-bes. Not at all feeling naked or shy about only wearing a white T-shirt, she picked at her nails and bent her left leg so that her foot sat flat on the bed. As she lay across the middle, Remy lay on the far side of the bed, Logan's side.

Her hair covered his bare stomach and gave his fingers something to twirl themselves into. "I t'ink dat I can' answer de question. S' not jus' me to decide, chere." Remy had his eyes closed and was thinking about the situation, all right, but wasn't sure of the true outcome as he had never really gave it much thought until she came to him and asked him. The hair pulled away from him as she shifted and moved to sit on his thighs. The jeans he was wearing were barely held together by the seems as the rest of it resembled a look that could only have been worn by a popular 80s rock band. Focusing his burning red eyes on her emerald orbs as she hovered above him, he hummed and moaned and arched into her touch as her bare right hand massaged a lump underneath his zipper.

Rogue smiled as she knew what turned him on. "Ah've always wondered about you two."

Remy raised an eyebrow.

"Ah mean, you two keep smilin and wanderin off together, only to come back with cheshire cat smiles and shirt buttons in the wrong holes. If you two wore skirts, you'd be goin at it like rabbits in heat, right?" She smiled and laughed as he blushed at the summary.

Inhaling deeply, and thinking about the past few days when it seemed that every twenty minutes or so, he would be kidnapped and taken to a secluded spot and ravaged by a most willing Wolverine and quickly dressed to rejoin the company of the others before they were missed. "Well, I can' help dat he t'inks dat sex is de best pasttime. Jus' like you an' Jeannie in de shower an' bat'tub toget'er." His left hand went to rest on hers as she began to slowly unzip his jeans. "Ever since Hank come up wit' dat bracelet, your powers are gone but, de sex drive..... it go BAM! Wit' Scotty gone, you an' Jeannie been so hot for each ot'er, s' worse dan him an' me."

She leaned over and clasped her hands on his chest, resting her chin on top of them and smiling. "Girls can have fun, too, Remy. Boys maybe thinkin of strictly fuckin but, who's to say that girls can't enjoy the idea as well?" His erection pressed heavily against her stomach and nearly demanded them apart.

"Well, ain't this a sight?" Logan stood in the doorway and stared at them, quirking a smile and thinking something so absolutely naughty, he couldn't wait for it to possibly come true. He and Jean had finished their training sessions with the younger mutants and were ready to relax. "We leave you two alone for two minutes and here you are spillin all the dirty secrets. Tsk tsk tsk."

Remy only grinned and lit up with excitement as he felt Logan's eagerness of the display.

"Ah only asked him a question that he didn't answer. So, Ah'm waitin to hear it." She sat up and began to rub Remy's lump, again.

Logan raised an eyebrow and stepped into the room. "What was the question, and why is he so shy of answerin it?"

Sitting up and rolling over so that he lay ontop of Rogue, in an awkward angle on the bed, Remy sighed and repeated the question. "She ask if Jean an' her could watch you an' me ...... 'unwind'. Didn' answer her cause Remy didn' wan' ta spoil de rest."

"Spoil what?" Jean walked in behind Logan and smiled at the scene on the bed. Both she and Logan had been wearing their uniforms and couldn't wait to get out of them and into someone comfortable. She stared at Rogue and asked in a playful manner. "Are you leaving me for this trollop, Rogue?" She had managed to catch their full attention as she came to stand to Logan's right, making him turn to her with a mock shocked look.

"Trollop....? Trollop?! Jeannie, this boy can outdo any 'trollop' and, he'd be just gettin started."

Jean smirked at the little, hairy man and narrowed her eyes for a moment, closing the door and locking it behind them, then moving to close the curtains to keep out any unwanted eyes, with only her mind. "Really....?"

"Yep."

"Prove it, then."

Inhaling and catching on to what she was thinking, he released a claw from his right hand and ran the tip of it from her collar to her bellybutton, splitting the front of her uniform open. Resheathing his claw, he peeled the material off her shoulders and all the way down to her ankles, revealing her naked body underneath. Before he could remove his own, Jean had taken the liberty of using her mind to pull it apart by the seems until it practically fell right off of him. "Come here, boy." His eyes hadn't moved from staring into Jean's but he listened for Remy to move from the bed and be at his side before he had to ask again.

Remy smiled and moved as fast as he could, and was instructed to "give the lady a kiss." He did and felt every nerve in Jean's body tense a moment before going completely limp while purring and humming as his tongue caressed hers. Something in the way her fingers twisted in his hair, or how he dipped her backwards and felt her cling to him as if he were only a fantasy she couldn't have. When the kiss ended, Remy whispered into her ear before slowly bringing her to stand upright, again, "How's dat, chere?" A smile and glowing eyes accented the wink he gave her, letting her know he liked it too.

Logan smirked and hooked a finger under Remy's chin and turned his head to kiss the Cajun, tasting Jean on his lips and tongue. He kissed Remy a little deeper and gasped as Rogue had taken the liberty of crawling off of the bed and removing her shirt and panties before standing behind Remy, removing his jeans. He always preferred Remy to wear nothing when he was around Logan, and Rogue seemed to want the same thing.

Slender milky arms wrapped around Rogue's waist and soft lips kissed her left shoulder. "So, enough with the kissing, we want some action." She rest her head on the shoulder she kissed and watched the two men finish.

Rogue agreed and smiled as Logan and Remy both turned to look at their audience. She reached up and slipped the band out of Remy's hair that held his long hair and tossed it behind her. "Get on with it, or do us women have to start the party?"

Remy came closer to her and placed his hands on her hips, pulling them against his. "You want Remy and Logan to start de show, huh?" He smirked and licked her right jawbone as he asked, "You wan' to sit on de sidelines, or join?"

Gasping at his tongue on her neck, she slid her hand between them and wrapped her fingers around his hard erection. "Can't we do both?" She was going to say something else but was called to attention by Logan, who now reclined on the bed.

"Why don't you help me, darlin." He cupped his manhood and motioned her over to him. "I need this real wet, so that it goes in easier. Think you could handle that?" Logan watched her as she knelt in front of him and buried his manhood down her long, warm and wet throat. He gasped and hissed as it felt good but not as good as Remy's. His hand held the back of her head and his eyes fixed on Remy and Jean as they came around to position themselves behind him on the bed.

Remy lay on his back and watched Rogue deep throat Logan, running his hand lightly up and down Logan's forearm. He couldn't wait for what Logan had instore for them. Splitting his attention from Logan and Rogue, and placing it on Jean who was now touching herself and watching Rogue, he whimpered a "hurry up" and cooed as Jean began touching him.

When Rogue had stopped and stood up, Logan cleared his throat and moved to psition himself between Remy's spread legs. "Ready, kid?" Leaning over and kissing Remy again, he asked.

"Oui. Remy's ready for anyt'ing." Remy was all too eager to be taken by Logan for the 3rd time today.

With Jean to his right and Rogue to his left, Logan was starting to like the idea of exhibitionism for a closed audience. Pushing in and watching Remy gasp in lust, he started a slow rhythm and could smell the excitement from both girls as well as the young man underneath him. Kissing Remy's lips and moving a hand to stroke Remy's extremely hard erection, he jumped a bit as Jean joined in to help him stroke Remy. He sat back, never stopping in his rhythm, and motioned for Jean to come closer. "Wanna know what it feels like, darlin?"

"You mean--? You want me to--? While you and he are--?" Jean was stunned. She had been waiting for an invitation but hadn't thought that she'd be asked in that direct way. Glancing at Rogue and back to Logan, she was speechless.

Remy had gotten the idea Logan had been playing with and followed suit asking Rogue to come closer so that he could "taste her excitement" so to speak. She obliged him and let him position her ontop of him so that he had easy access to lick her. He eyed Logan to see slight upset but nothing that wasn't cured by watching Rogue leaning over and wetting Remy's manhood as she was being licked by the Cajun. Remy's senses felt like ping pong balls bouncing off of the walls, taking in Logan and Jean and Rogue as well as his own peaked lust that nearly exploded as Logan began a different pace.

Jean nodded and watched intently while Rogue sucked and licked Remy to the point that between she and Logan, Remy nearly lost control of his orgasm.

When Rogue sat up again, she licked her lips and leaned over to kiss Jean, meshing tongues and sharing the taste of Remy in their mouths. "C'mon shugah, he's nice and ready for you." Kissing Jean again and brushing a hand against Jean's sensitive and soaked clit, she winked and let Logan help Jean to sit on Remy.

He whispered into her ear as she was facing Rogue, "It's gonna hurt a little but, let him make the rhythm." He had stopped, pushing himself all the way into Remy so that he could place the Cajun's manhood inside Jean's tight hole. As she sank slowly down to meet Remy's hips, Logan had reached around and began rubbing her wet clit to get her to loosen up. "That's it, darlin. Relax."

Sharp gasp. "Wow!" Was all her mouth would let her form syllables to. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as Remy's hands on her hips lifted her up and slowly back down and back again.

Rogue was having her part of the thrills as well. Aside from moving Jean up and down his erection, Remy was also licking every bit of Rogue's wetness dry and dipping his tongue deep inside her to wiggle and tickle her as she came, letting him swallow every bit of it. She 'oooed' and 'ahhed' and gasped as he managed to hit the certain spot inside her that made her squirm with excitement. She leaned over and kissed Jean's lips after seeing Jean still getting used to either Remy's size or the entrance she was being pleasured in.

Logan's pace continued and slowly increased, driving Remy over the brink. Holding Remy's bent legs and pushing in slightly rough, he smiled as Remy gasped and mewled. He knew that Remy had shot a part of his orgasm into Jean and made her jump and moan in pleasure as well. Logan was near orgasm, himself, but hadn't wanted it to end just yet. He wanted to watch Remy bring not only Jean but Rogue and himself to climax as the Cajun had done on several of their monage-et-tois with other men.

Almost there.

His heart pounded in chest as his pace increased yet again and he leaned forward, pressing against Jean's bare back as she and Rogue continued kissing. He couldn't hold back much longer and thought about resting while he watched Remy and Jean finish. Throwing his head back and sitting back a bit, Logan ground his hips against Remy's one last time as he came hard into the Cajun.

After he finished, he removed himself and draped himself beside Remy's left and watched.

Jean had broken the kiss and sat back, arching her back towards Rogue and touching her own breasts as she had taken over from Remy's rhythm to move at a faster pace. Head back, eyes closed, she gritted her teeth and felt Remy's pending release. He was so close and she was not willing to let him stop before she truly felt what he felt every time Logan came inside of him.

Finally, he came. His hands on her hips, pressing them down onto him as his orgasm burst like rapid fire and filled her so completely that she couldn't tell if it was her wetness or his release that was slickening the area around them. "Ahh! Ah! Oh..... Remy.... I--!" She gasped and held onto him as he continued not only the movement but the orgasm, as well.

Rogue had finished and lay at Remy's right, watching he and Jean. His eyes were closed and teeth ground into each other while a thin sheen of sweat adorned him. He wasn't thinking about Logan or Logan's newly replenished erection as his lover watched the display, nor was he thinking about Rogue and how he managed to bring her to complete extacy just by using his mouth. He was only focused on Jean's entrance and how it was tight and small and how she seemed to like it much more than just plain fucking Scott or playing with Rogue. She smiled as Remy finished and panted heavily while smiling with satisfaction.

"You were sayin somethin about my boy bein a 'trollop'?" Logan smirked and rubbed Jean's back as she panted and leaned forward, placing her hands at either side of Remy's ribcage. He inhaled, loving the scent of Remy and Jean and Rogue and himself that surrounded the bed. He hadn't minded sharing Remy but, preferred to keep Remy for himself.

"Mmmm...." Jean hummed. "Oh, he's definately that..... and very good at it." Winking at Remy before kissing him and thanking him. She caught Rogue's eye and smiled as she told Rogue that it was her turn, next.

Logan sighed and placed Remy's left hand on his erection. "Maybe later. I need to get my boy cleaned up so we can go..... eat." He and Remy shared a smirk and then helped the ladies dress in borrowed clothes before sending them to their room. As he locked the door again, Logan turned and kissed Remy while walking him back to the bed and laying him down for another round. Just the two of them, this time. "Did she feel good, kid?"

"Oui, mon cher."

"Did you like it?"

"Oui mon cher."

"You ready for it, again?"

"Oui...... mon cher." Remy purred and spread his legs, inviting the brawny Canadian that lay ontop of him, for another play.


End.