Playboy X

Playboy X
Chapter 1: Hot and Steamy

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AN: This isn’t meant to have much of a plot. It’s pretty much a pack of smut scenes. That’s about it. But for the sake of clarity, it takes place four years after the final episode, “Ascension” and after the whole Phoenix ordeal with Jean. She and Scott are married and the institute also has Alex, Remy, X23, Piotr, Amanda, Warren, and Dani as members.

Pairings: Scott/Jean, Logan/Ororo, Rogue/Remy, Alex/X23, Betsy/Warren, Kurt/Amanda, Kitty/Piotr, and loads others.

‘These mean character thoughts.’

Disclaimer: I don’t own X-men, Playboy, or Hugh Hefner so don’t sue me.

Don’t forget to REVIEW! Thanks and enjoy! Slickboy out.

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In a large, spacious room in the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters, a young married couple was passionately making out on their king sized bed. They were Scott Summers and Jean Grey, a couple of 22 year old mutants who were fresh out of college and full time instructors. They were also regulars on the X-men, the peacekeeping task force Professor Charles Xavier formed to help maintain peace.

But right now, they weren’t fighting in any wars. Instead, they were doing what any couple who had survived tyrants, ancient supermutants, and the Phoenix did…having a good helping of hot, intimate sex.

“Mmm…oh Scott,” gasped Jean as her friend and husband hovered over and kissed her passionately, “You know just how to get a girl going on a Wednesday morning.”

“What can I say? I love turning you on,” said Scott with a husky grin.

Lips and tongues wrestled as their hands roamed over each others’ bodies. The energy between them surged through their psychic link, heightening their arousal and sending them into a sexual frenzy.

“Come on, stud! Get those clothes off!” she commanded with a hungry tone.

Craving the sweet taste of flesh, Jean practically ripped Scott’s shirt off. Over the past four years, he had grown quite a bit. Now it was hard to call him Slim because he had packed on so much more muscle since high school. And Jean loved touching his well built form. It made her feel so hot inside.

“Yeah, that’s what I want!” she purred, trailing her lips down his manly chest.

Wanting to feel her too, Scott slid her shirt off as well, leaving her in a sexy Victoria’s Secret bra that she so often wore. Ever since they started having sex, they developed a taste for sexy attire. Now Jean wasn’t afraid to wear bras that showed off her large breasts or thongs that showed off her sexy ass.

Scott also liked to wear tight fitting shirts to show off his muscles. It was good eye candy and got them both aroused on numerous levels. It ensured they had more sex, but that was hardly a drawback.

“Oh Jean,” moaned Scott as he rubbed her breasts, “You’re so sexy.”

“Oh Scott…”

Feeling his sensual touching, Jean reached behind and undid the clasp to her bra, allowing it to fall and expose her beautiful breasts to her lover. Tossing the bra aside, Scott assaulted her large, softball sized breasts with his lips, pinching and licking her hard tits and sending shots of pleasure up through her body.

“Mmm…” she moaned, grasping his hard muscles.

With the sexual hunger growing, Scott pinned his wife to the bed and trailed his lips down her core. He went along her well toned abs, drifting lower until her pants impeded his path.

“Time to get you out of these uncomfortable pants,” grinned Scott.

Flashing a sultry smile, Jean lifted her hips, allowing Scott to undo her khakis and slide them down her shapely legs, underwear and all. Now completely nude, Jean spread her legs, giving Scott a nice view of her pussy. All this arousal had made her folds very wet and Scott was quickly taken by the intoxicating sight of his naked wife.

Kissing around her inner thighs, Jean let out sharp gasps. Using his talented hands, he teased the hot folds of her pussy, spreading them and licking the tender flesh with his tongue.

“Oh my God!” she cried, arching her back to the hot feeling.

“Mmm…you taste so good, Jean.”

Holding her legs apart, Scott hungrily probed her tender folds with his tongue, hitting all her sensitive spots. Ever since they started to explore sex, he had shown a talent for eating a girl out. Having a psychic link really helped because it allowed him to sense what worked for her. Plus, it was really intense being able to feel his girlfriend’s pleasure.

After a good, thorough round of teasing, Jean’s eager body could take no more and she shot up from her position, pulling Scott into another passionate kiss and tasting some of her juices in the process.

“I believe you’re overdressed, Mr. Summers,” purred Jean, rubbing the bulge that had formed in his pants.

“I’d have to agree, Mrs. Summers,” said Scott playfully, “Whatever shall we do?”

“Oh I can think of a few things.”

Sharing in his sexual hunger, Jean kissed down her lover’s well toned body, fervently working his pants. Scott propped himself on his knees and with a firm tug, his rock hard dick was exposed.

“Oh it’s so hard,” she grinned, giving his long member a few hard strokes.

“Jean!” he gasped, loving the feeling of her hand on his dick.

Getting the rest of his pants off, Jean propped herself on her hands and knees so she was facing his cock. And with one hand grasping the base, she took it in her mouth and began to suck it vigorously.

“Oh fuck!” moaned Scott, running his hand through her long red hair.

Bobbing her head along his length, Jean sucked him nice and hard. Through their link, she could feel his pleasure. It motivated her to suck harder, teasing the tip with her tongue and further fueling their passionate desires.

Even for a married couple, they had a legendary appetite for sex. Part if it was because they were mutants. It naturally gave them a supped up sex drive and enhanced sexual characteristics. But in addition, they also shared a long-time friendship, a strong level of trust, and a powerful psychic link that was further solidified by the Phoenix affair.

Add to that the unyielding love they had for each other, and sex was abundant. They already had quite a reputation as being promiscuous. They made love in public places, watched porno, experimented with bondage and S&M, and even used the danger room to play out some fantasies.

It was hard to believe that at one point, they had been such stiffs. But all that sex helped loosen them up over the years and as husband and wife, they had never been happier.

“Jean! Jean! Oh fuck that’s good!” grunted Scott as she sucked him with such fervor.

‘Yeah, you like that, don’t you, lover?’ sent Jean through their link.

‘Oh I love it! I love everything about you!’ he passionately replied.

After a few more rounds of sucking, the young lovers couldn’t hold it in any longer. They had to fuck. They had to be one with each other. Sometimes it was slow and passionate, other times it was for stress relief and fun. This, however, was mostly plain fucking.

“Come on, Jean! I want you! Let’s fuck! Let’s fuck right now!” panted Scott, ready to fill her with his dick.

“Oh yes! I want your big dick inside of me, Scott! Put it in me now!” she gasped, removing his cock from her mouth and pulling him into a fervent embrace.

Pinning her on her back, Scott spread her legs and let his weight press against her, mixing their skin in a mesh of passion. Hooking her legs around his torso, she captured his lips as his cock rubbed against her wet entrance. And with the guidance of her powerful limbs, Scott worked his cock into her wet vagina, filling her in the way only he could.

“Oh yes! Yes! YES!” panted Jean in between kisses.

“Oh yeah! Ohhhh yeah! Fuck you’re so tight, Jean!” grunted Scott as he started plowing forward, plunging his dick into the depths of Jean’s inner domain.

Gripping her hips firmly, Scott worked his cock in and out of her cunt, establishing a strong rhythm. Jean’s legs tightened around his torso, helping to drive in each thrust. The pace soon quickened and they were really going at it, rocking the bed hard.

“Oh God! Oh God! Harder! HARDER!” cried Jean, her pussy tensing around his member with each thrust.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck!” grunted Scott, savoring the hot vice of flesh around his dick.

The pleasure surged between their link, intensifying their intimate act to new heights. No other couple in the world could experience this, making it all the more special even if it was just a good fuck.

Building up to their orgasms, they switched positions slightly. Jean widened her legs into a V-shape, allowing Scott to shift his body so he was more upright. It allowed him to fuck her from a different angle, helping to get in even deeper and hit all the spots he knew she loved.

“Uh-uh-uh-oh Scott! Uh-uh-I’m-I’m cumming soon! I’m going to cum!” she moaned.

“Jean! Uh-uh-oh Jean! Oh I’m cumming too!” grunted Scott, grabbing hold of her legs at the knee and plowing into her for the final round.

Feeling her climax coming strong, Jean fondled her breasts as she worked her body against Scott’s. Their moans got louder and the sensations between their link got more intense. Finally, after one last deep thrust, the married lovers were sent over the edge.

“OHHHHHHHH SCOTT!” moaned Jean, arching her body as her climax it.

“OHHHHHHHH JEAN!” moaned Scott, his dick penetrating all the way to her cervix as he hit his peak.

Sexual fluids came together in a sea of passion. Scott’s semen mixed with Jean’s juices. They didn’t bother with condoms since Jean was on the pill, as was every other girl in the institute for health reasons. That, and if a kid did come out of this, they were married and wouldn’t hesitate to embrace the chance to have a family.

But for now, they just wanted to enjoy being young, happy, and sexual.

“Oh God that felt good!” said Jean, panting for air as her lover hovered over, tenderly caressing her face.

“It’s always good when it’s with you, my love,” said Scott, giving his wife a warm kiss.

‘That it is,’ she sent him through their link as their lips wrestled.

For a moment, they simply lay naked together, making out on the bed. They still had more sexual energy in their system and as a married couple they had every right to get it out of their system.

“You good for another go?” she said curtly.

“I’m always ready for another go with you, babe,” said Scott with a manly grin.

“Then come here and show me why I married you!” she said playfully, hitching a leg around his side and drawing their bodies together again.

Hands roamed, quickly finding their way to private areas and building their arousal. Scott rubbed the wet folds of Jean’s pussy while she stroked his sensitive cock. Soon, Scott was hard again and Jean’s pussy was ready for another round.

This time, Jean was on her hands and knees and Scott was behind her, allowing him a nice view of her sexy ass. Giving her a few playful swats to start, he teased the still tender flesh of her folds. Hearing Jean moan, he bent down and spread her soft lips, teasing the folds with his tongue.

Jean panted hard, moaning for more sex. Scott knew how to arouse her in so many ways. He licked her g-spot and fondled her swollen clit. Sweat dripped off their bodies as Scott licked up her sweet juices, listening to his lover moan in ecstasy.

“Come on, lover! I want more! Give it to me, more!” growled Jean like the sexy beast she was.

“Ask and ye shall receive my lovely wife!”

Grabbing hold of her ass, Scott worked his cock into her cunt and started fucking her again with the same fervor as before. Moans quickly filled the room as the sweat was now pouring off their bodies. Always one to keep in shape, a good workout never hurt.

Grabbing onto the head of the bed, Jean panted with each thrust as her body rocked to the rhythm. Every time Scott’s dick slammed into her cunt, she tensed her folds to make for a nice, tight fit. Scott grunted hard, enjoying the hot feeling as their bodies moved to the rhythm. Her breasts swayed freely, inclining Scott to touch them as he plowed his cock into her wet depths.

“Scott! Oh Scott! OH MY LOVE!” she moaned passionately.

They went at it like this for a good long while, savoring the sweet bliss. Then Jean took the initiative, raising to her knees so she was upright, allowing Scott to reach around and fondle her breasts more easily while he was thrusting into her pussy.

This also allowed them to kiss as their bodies moved together. Jean’s body moved up and down his cock with Scott groping her breasts and kissing down her neck. They went at it hard and thoroughly, fucking each other with the vigor they so loved.

From here, Jean unleashed the sexy minx within and pinned Scott onto his back so that she was the one on top.

“God Jean,” gasped Scott as he looked up at the naked woman hovering over him, “You truly are being of the cosmos.”

Smiling at his little Phoenix reference, Jean tenderly kissed her husband as she started riding his cock. Panting and moaning resumed as Jean gyrated her hips vigorously. She fervently rubbed his manly chest, providing leverage as she built a strong rhythm. Scott helped as well, holding her tightly by the hips as he thrust upwards into her cunt.

It was as if she was dancing atop him, her breasts bouncing with each movement. A look of pure ecstasy dominated her face as her climax built. Scott felt it through their link and it helped push him as well, further fueling their fervent movements.

“Uh-uh-uh-Scott! Scott! Oh fuck I’m cumming again! Oh it’s so good! So fucking good!” moaned Jean, riding her husband hard.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh-oh Jean! Oh I feel it! I feel it!” grunted Scott, taking her bouncing breasts in his hands for the final push.

Then, with one last impassioned gyration, Jean’s body arched as she threw her head back and was hit with a wave of orgasmic sensations.

“OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES!” she cried, her pussy throbbing around her lover’s hard penis.

“OHHHHHHHHHH GOD JEAN!” moaned Scott, the extra tightness sending him over the edge as well.

Their fluids mixed as Scott released a load of his hot cum into Jean’s wet pussy, her tight folds milking him for every drop. Both had looks of euphoria on their faces and as they relished in this feeling, they came together in a tender, loving kiss to top it all off.

Together, they experienced the pleasure and the closeness of this act. It was a feeling that had few equals. Having overcome so much together from high school to the Phoenix, the connection they shared was truly unparallel. They loved each other so much. And the bond this love gave them was truly special to these star crossed souls.

“I love you,” said Scott as Jean collapsed atop him.

“I love you too,” said Jean with a warm smile, “You’re the best husband a girl could ask for. How many guys give their wives a double romp on a Wednesday morning?”

“I don’t know, but I hope it’s not too many. I don’t like competition,” said Scott playfully, “I guess it just takes a special girl and a guy who’s madly in love with her to go that extra distance that makes moments like this special.”

“Mmm…you’re sweet,” she purred softly.

Even after a hot fuck, Scott and Jean still knew how to be tender with each other. They others often commented how lovey dovey they were, but they didn’t care. After the Phoenix, they refused to waste anymore time holding back their love. And if they didn’t like them sharing their affection for one another, then that was their problem.

From childhood friends to a happily married couple, Scott Summers and Jean Grey had come a long way. Their lives were so complicated as mutants and X-men, but it was times like this when all those worries just melted away in a sea of passion.

For a while, they just laid together, soaking up the feeling. But they knew they had to get up. It was Wednesday and the Xavier Institute was always brewing with conflict.

“Well I don’t know about you, but I need a shower after that,” said Jean, getting up and stretching a bit.

“Yeah, a shower sounds nice,” agreed Scott.

“Mmm…then I take it you want to join me?” she said with a playful tone.

“Is it really necessary to ask a guy you’re psychically linked to?” said Scott with a grin.

Needing no more debate, the two lovers disappeared into their private bathroom, looking forward to nice, thorough shower after what they had just done.

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In one of his many elaborate mansions, Playboy founder, Hugh Hefner, sat in his vast master bedroom watching TV with untold distress. For weeks on end, the news had been covering growing civil unrest surrounding the ‘mutant menace’ as they called it. Protests had broken out everywhere. There seemed to be no end in sight. And after seeing it worsen day after day, it started to get to him.

When he wasn’t running his empire, the man they called Hef liked to enjoy the simple pleasures in life. Whether it was swimming, traveling, TV, movies, or sex, he was still a man who appreciated life’s gifts. But when the world around him was becoming so ugly, it was getting harder to have any optimism for the future.

He wished there was something he could do. He made a name for himself making people feel better about the world, showing that there was real beauty to be had. And despite all his resources, he couldn’t do anything to stop this ugly trend.

“Hugh? Hugh, honey, are you still in there?” came a sweet voice from outside his door.

Hugh didn’t answer as he remained fixated on the TV. Worried, a young, voluptuous blonde woman entered to check on him. She was one of his girlfriends and she bore a classic Playboy image. She had long blonde hair, large breasts, and a figure most women would have killed for. Women like her made a great living because of Hugh and because of that, they were always concerned for him when something was amiss.

“Hugh?” she said as she approached him.

“I’m fine, Veronica,” he sighed, “Just watching a little TV.”

“Well you shouldn’t watch the news,” she said, watching the ominous news reports on his 70 inch plasma screen, “That junk is just too depressing.”

“I know,” he conceded as he got off his bed, “But it’s just so hard to ignore now. All this conflict over mutants is just getting so heated. Hell, I lived through the Civil Rights movement and I’m beginning to think that this could be even worse.”

As more images of violence streamed across the TV screen, the voluptuous Veronica slipped her arms around the 80 plus year old legend in a comforting embrace.

“Oh Hugh, you really shouldn’t worry too much about that sort of thing. It’s such a complicated issue anyways, so I don’t think about it.”

“Well I just can’t help it,” he said, his eyes fixated on the TV, “I know it’s not my place or Playboy’s for that matter, but sometimes I just wish there was something I could do to bring a little beauty out of this mess. If for anything, just to get people to look at this in a different way so they won’t fight so much over it.”

With a centerfold worthy smile, Veronica kissed Huge on the cheek, hoping to perk him up a bit even with such terrible images before him.

“You’re a real sweetie-pie, Hugh,” she said warmly, “You have everything a man could ever want and yet you still want to make the world a better place.”

“Well I try,” he said, managing a smile.

“And there are many men all over the world who would say you’ve already succeeded.”

Hugh took some comfort in that as he picked up his remote and prepared to turn off the TV. Then suddenly, he was stopped by a few interesting images from the news report.

“While the number of people rallying behind the anti-mutant movement is growing worldwide, there are still those who are trying to pursue a peaceful path,” said the newscaster as images of the X-men flashed across the screen, “Professor Charles Xavier and his X-men have become a growing part of the opposition to the growing violence. His team is already famous for the legendary Apocalypse battle, but controversy still remains over how he administers his brand of peacekeeping. And with many of the X-men already known to the public, some policymakers are calling for…”

Suddenly, as images of each individual X-men flashed across the screen, Hef got his first glimpse of the women of the X-men. And upon seeing them, his eyes widened with amazement.

“Hold on!” he said, hitting the pause button on his controller, activating his Tivo.

“What is it, Hugh?” asked Veronica.

Hugh didn’t say a word as he started rewinding the clip and playing back the sections with shots of the X-men. Sure, he had heard of them, but he never saw too many images of them. And looking at the snapshots of the remarkable youths, the Playboy legend was awed at what he saw.

“My God,” he said with amazement, “These women are mutants?”

“Um, I think so,” said Veronica as she watched the clips, “Hey, you know some of them are kind of hot. I like that guy with the glasses. He looks cute! And who’s that guy with all the hair? He looks like a biker I dated in high school.”

“Yes…hot indeed,” said Hef, sifting through the images.

While most people saw freaks when they looked at these pictures, Hugh Hefner saw something so much more. These were very attractive people. Some of these men and women looked better than the supermodels he knew. And yet the world was calling them an abomination?

Suddenly, he had an idea. He may not have been able to do much about the politics surrounding mutants, but maybe he and his Playboy empire could do something to put a new face on this complicated issue.

“Veronica, could you get me my phonebook. I have a few calls to make.”

“Certainly Hef, baby,” said Veronica, “Why? What’s going on?”

“I just had a tizzy of a brainstorm,” said Hef with that trademark undertone in his voice, “And I think I just found Playboy’s role in helping to ease all this conflict.”

“Ooh, really?” exclaimed the blonde, happy to see that passion in his eyes again, “Oh this is so exciting! I’ll be right back! I just have to tell the other girls!”

“Thanks, V,” said Hugh affectionately, “But hurry back. We’ve got a lot of work to do.”

Hugh just smiled as Veronica ran off to get his stuff. Turning back to his TV, he stopped his Tivo on a shot of a very attractive redhead. He may not have known the first thing about mutants, but he knew true beauty when he saw it. And it was his job to share that beauty with the world.

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