In the world of Marvel's merry mutants, where strange powers meet strange desires, one team stands as mutant kind's last and best hope for a kinky co-existence with humanity...the xXx-Men!
Westchester County, Upstate New York.
It was late at night at the Xavier Institute, dark hallways quiet in the calm of the witching hour. The Mansion's public areas were dark as well, except for one lone lamp in Charles Xavier's office. The statuesque bald man sat still, eyes closed, a light sheen of perspiration adorning his forehead, brow wrinkled in concentration. His breath came raggedly, as if he was exerting himself physically, yet his body moved not in the pale lighting. Suddenly, he shuddered, his eyes flying wide open, his mouth twisting in a mask of orgasmic ecstasy. His mouth moved silently, yet all within the Mansion heard his command clearly, their own bodies suddenly overwhelmed with orgasmic crescendos, and rolling lightning and thunder split the sky.
"Cum for me, my xXx-Men!"
The Next Morning
In the Manhattan Headquarters of the Hellfire Club, New York
Emma Frost stretched her seductive well toned porcelain skinned body across the luxurious white leather couch. The pale flesh goose bumped under the sheen of perspiration that covered her. She grasped the long hard roll of the body pillow between her muscular thighs, and pressed it against her mound, grinding against the moist patch of blonde above her shaved pubis. Her icy blue eyes were half closed in the throes of desire, as she licked her pout pink lips. She reached one hand forward, and affectionately ran her fingers through the shorn locks of brunette hair that hung from the head of the kneeling naked female before her.
))Tessa,(( she thought aloud, literally, through her wonderful genetic gift of Telepathy, ))Your exquisite memory of my physical....weaknesses...is commendable as ever, and only surpassed, my dear, by your ability to exploit them.(( She caressed the soft pink cheek of the now moaning woman before her gently with the back of her hand. The brunette licked the fingers of her right hand clean between her moist pink lips, as she sunk deeply the fingers of her left hand between the other set of moist pink lips.
"I am happy to have served you, Mistress. Tessa loves her White Queen. May I come now, Mistress, please?" the buxom brunette smiled and tweaked a long hard brown nipple with her wet fingers, pulling the teat hard, as her fingers furiously vibrated across her soaking wet clit.
))I think that could please me, Tessa. But not right yet.(( Emma's mind reached across, enveloping Tessa's within her, making their bodies and minds as one. Emma could feel Tessa's body, as if it was her own. Each stroke, each touch, such pleasure. Emma increased the sensitivity of every experience, every signal to Tessa's mind, and also her own. ))You have a fantasy, Tessa, that I know about. Place the mask on your face, and I shall grant it for you, my most loving slave.(( Tessa eagerly shivered in anticipation, as she untied a scarf from her ankle, and placed it across her eyes, binding it tightly. Emma reached her mind out, across the spacious apartment, and into the next room. She mentally stroked him erect, and told him to enter the room now. The man smiled, and replied. "Yes, Mistress."
Tessa heard someone enter the room, and warm male hands touched her flesh. They caressed over her body and pulled at her to lay down. Over her breasts, they pulled at them, and over her mound, firmly grinding up. She felt the hardness of her unknown partner slapping against her soaking wet clit, suddenly realizing that she had NO idea just how large the man Emma had gotten to do who knows what that her Mistress pulled from her twisted desires. She shivered in the absolute ecstasy of not knowing, her Mistress' presence in her mind, and the amplified sensations of pleasure doing their jobs well. He suddenly slammed into her hot little pussy, Tessa feeling the physical smack of him slamming all the way in one thrust to the hilt, hips hitting her hard. Her pussy shrieked a quick incredible combination of pain and relief under the sudden intrusion, when she suddenly felt another set of men's hands upon her, pulling her mouth over his hard cock. She suddenly found her self with two men? The man drove into her pussy again with incredible force, slapping against her ass hard again. ))He must have had a 10 inch cock(( the thought flashed across her mind, or was it her Mistress' thought? as the cock in her mouth slide deep down her throat in her darkness. Then she felt a third set of hands, also male. How many were here? She only heard the one man enter...
The two of them worked her breasts over, sliding over her body, one cock placed in her mouth, the other in her hand, yanking on the massive member. The male in her steaming pussy continued to roughly fuck her, when she felt yet another set of hands, pulling her hand to another hard cock.
Emma Frost smiled at the man staring at her. Jamie Madrox, the Multiple Man was a very receptive young student. Ah, how Emma loved those. The Hellions, the New Mutants, the Mass. Academy, now Xavier's Institute. All that fresh young virile flesh to serve her nymphomaniac appetite. Pity that Empath had a thing for that hot little cunt, Magma, because he was quite a pleaser, too. And M, god, what a little talented rugmuncher she turned out to be. Jamie continued to make duplicates, as he roughly fucked her, more hands and more hands covering Tessa's blindfolded form, pinching, pulling, caressing, tickling, licking. All of the Jamies stared at Emma Frost, their Mistress, as they took Tessa, knowing Emma was feeling it all as well. They must please their Mistress...
