SeX-Men Evolution

Betsy/Emma

Emma grinned catching Ororo eye and held her gaze she would not be the first to turn away. She gave a small grin wondering why Ororo tortured herself like this deying herself one of the most primal instincts.

Betsy grinned running fast enjoying the feel of the cold rain on her skin, it felt so nice. Being chased made her hot it felt like she was the prey and he was the predetor and she had no intention of making it too easy.
 
Maddrox

Jamie grinned again, this time glad for the attention the whole class was giving him. He was a clown and he loved the attention.

"I can't help it if I'm more fascinating then..." he paused, knowing he was going to get a detention for this and really not caring. He could sit in detention and go thrashing with Kurt at the skate park, and be on a study date with Kitty, "well, school in general. I'm just that kind of guy."

The class erupted in laughter. Maybe not everyone but enough. It felt great to be the center of attention.

Oh yes. He would be in detention tonight. There was no doubt about it. Cause Storm would definately consign him there knowing full well how little it mattered to him. Especially with the priss-pot Emma there, he had to be punished

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Why did it seem that time was just crawling now. Just to mock her and make this even more unbearable. She could easily dip into the slight temptation she felt to fantasize. There were plenty of good-looking males here. Turning herself inside out over her students was just not going to happen.

"Emma you could make yourself useful. If you have nothing to do, you could always help me clear a few old folders."
 
Havok

Alex Ran after her, in a simple Red t-shirt and Jeans. Damn she had nice breasts, and the way her hips shifted while she ran. He had to have her.

Catching up with Betsy he paced her staying about ten feet behind her till they got to the beach. Then he sped up, tackling her into the water. In the ensuing commotion his hand found her breast and assaged it as they tussled in the surf. His hard cock pressing against her ass through thier clothes as they stood, his other hand reaching down and lifting her skirt, rubbing her panties, the soaking water making them cling to her pussy lips.

"Hmmm, I think I caught you. Now you're my prisoner, and I think you need a strip search"
 
Betsy/Emma

Emma smirked getting up and grabbing the folders.

"Emma you could make yourself useful. If you have nothing to do, you could always help me clear a few old folders."

She smirked once again expressing her thoughts in Ororo's head.

I'm always useful and I always have something to do or someone...and you right you could use my help

She smirked with a grin sitting on the edge of Ororo's desk going through the folders and glancing up at the winodw if she pissed her off more then the weather would get worse but if she wasn't offended..then sureley the weather would get a bit better maybe the ksy would get less darker.

Betsy luaghed as he tackled her into the water but when his hard cock pressed against her she coudln't help but get excited. Contrary to populat belief the Brittish were not prudes. His hand slowly found her other set of lips and she gave a soft moan.

'Well then proceed" she said giving a small grin.
 
Havok

Rain pouring down on them, thier feet in freezing water, Alex grinned at Betsy's command. Not willing to remove either hand he leaned Betsy forward a little and undid her bra with his teeth, showing off a bit more familiarity then was probably expected. he slipped her bra oss easily.

Meanwhile his hands on her netherlips continued to stroke up and down, one finger on either lip and one in the middle pressing down, pushing her sopping panties between her pussy lips as she grew more excited, his palm rubbing against her clitoral hood with every stroke, Behind her his hips were rolling, grinding his denim clad cock hard against her ass. She could feel the hard tube of man flesh moving awkwardly, invading her ever so slightly as it indented against her ass cheeks.

Her Bra removed, Alex began a thorough tactile examination of her breasts with his fingers, cupping one breast then the other, rubbing over a nipple, the squeezing it. Rolling his thumb across it, theyu were already hard and he was doing all he could to make them harder. Rubbing circles over and around them till they pointed to the sky, then slipping his hand under her breasts and rubbing the sensitive area there, caressing and massaging her with a studied assurity.

His lips found her neck, kissing gently down the sides, around the back and up to her ear, He lapped gently against it, letting his hot tongue be the stark contrast to the shilling cold of the rain and the lake.

"I think I've verified this area as safe," he squeezed a nipple, "Is the prisoner ready for me to proceed?"
 
Bobby looked up, having finally finished his notetaking. He saw Emma moving over to the desk and sitting on it, and he had to physically tear himself away from staring at her long legs. He had two of the hottest teachers in school arguing about something, and since both were mutants, one of them a mind reader, it wouldn't do to have those kind of thoughts around them.
 
Betsy

Alex Summers was a sex god, Betsy concluded and they hadn't even gotten to that yet. He already had her shivering with delight and getting wet at this touch. His hard cock dug into her ass a bit wanting to come out.

"I think I've verified this area as safe," he said as he squeezed her nipple, "Is the prisoner ready for me to proceed?"

Betsy gave a nod, "The prisoner is always ready for you"
 
Havok

The cool rain drops felt like they were evaporating into steam as soon as they hit Alex's body. Damn he was hot, and Betsy was bringing him to a boil. He loved having her in his arms, caressing her flesh, feeling her against him. She was heaven itself there in his arms.

Alex continued to rub Betsy's breasts for a few moments, caressing them tenderly, lovingly, his other hand never leaving her pussy, running a steady tempo up and down her slit, not very deep, but definately pushing her panties inside her, making them tighter on her sensitive lips. His mouth suckling her ears, kissing down her neck, pausing only twice to breathe in deeply of her scent.

"MMMmm Betsy, you smell like desire incarnate," he whispered to he as his hands finally trailed down her stomach, rubbing gentle, luxurious circles over her perfect abs. His thumb played over her belly button while his fingertips ran under the front waistline of her skirt. he let his fingers trail around her waist, teasing Betsy by not proceeding further, yet continuing to grind steadily against her ass, letting her feel his member harden as he pushes against her soft willing flesh. As he completed the circle of her waist he let his tongue play over her left ear, dipping in just a little and then whispering:

"The prisoner has nothing in her waistband. Will you remove the skirt or should I remove it for you?"

He brought his hand up and let her see it coruscate with a sheen of plasma, showing Betsy how he'd remove her skirt. Alex wasn't considering how they'd get back into the mansion after he atomized her skirt, he was in this moment, consequences be damned.

While he gave her a moment to repy heis hand found it's way back to her luscious, wonderous breasts, pulling her against him as he licked delicately down her ear lobe.
 
Betsy

Betsy was in extacy and Alex was the master of foreplay. He had her body tingling in delight everytim his finger tips touched her. And despite the cold rain he had her pussy on fire teasing her with her own panties.

"The prisoner has nothing in her waistband. Will you remove the skirt or should I remove it for you?"

Betsy bent over feeling his cock push into her ass even more she couldn't wait to have it in her.

"I'll let you have the honors" she said pushing her ass against him deciding to return some of the teasing.
 
Havok

Alex began to match the upstroke of his hand on Betsy's pussy with the thrust against her bum from behind. And when she thrust back he groaned out, moaning into her ear.

"uh, I thinkk the prisoner is getting uppity." His hand on her breast dropped down and gave Betsy a light slap on the side of her ass, not interfering with the grinding for a moment. Moving up and cupping her breast again ALex tweaked a nipple then dropped his hand to her skirt front, getting a good grip around the waist band, bunching the skirt in his hand so that the whole front, from top to bottom of Betsy's centerline, was in his hand. Alex openned his mouth, pressing it on her neck and suckling hard. He pulled Betsy against him with his hand on her pussy as he ground forward, squishing the poor girl into ecstacy. Then he activated his powers for a brief instant, atomizing the front of her skirt and letting it fall. The back of the skirt was still pinioned between his hard cock and her ass, but that would fall away the moment he stopped grinding.

Alex moved his lips of Betsy's neck, admiring his handiwork for a brief instant. That was going to leave a rather noticible hickey. He grinned at the idea and licked at her ear again. His hand that had destroyed her skirt moving to her breasts again, the other nipple this time as he suckled her ear and whispered to Betsy.

"The Prisoner's skirt is removed, commencing check."

His hand dropped from her breasts and commenced to pat down her hips. Alex's other hand still moving in the same motion, one finger on each cunt lip rubbing her tender flesh while his middle finger pushed inside her lengthwise pushing panties inside her, making them tighter on the rest of her while his palm crushed down on Betsy's clitoral hood, grinding down on her clitoris through panties and it's own protective skin, only he was moving much faster now. Finishing the pat down of her hips, Alex reached his free hand forward to rub the sensitive area between the vulva and the anus wondering if anyone had ever done anything like this to Betsy before, teasing and playing with her like this.

"Topical check complete. The prisoner needs to remove her panties."

Alex made no move to release her, if anything his motions intensified. His cock now moving between her ass cheeks, it was quite hard and was spreading her cheeks as well as could be expected with a layer of boxers, jeans, skirt and panties blocking it's path. His hand rubbing her pussy, pushing down hard on her clitoris with the heal of his hand, his other hand teasing that small area of skin thaqt so few men ever paid any attention to. His lips never ceased thier assault on her neck and ears. There was at least one, maybe two more probable hickies forming. After a moment Alex spoke again.

"The prisoner has permission to cum first."
 
Betsy

"The prisoner has permission to cum first."

Betsy gave a moan pretty sure that if anyone had been in the woods they would have definatly her Ms. Braddok's moans of delight. Alex was definatly studying more then the required reading. Foreplay was definatly an art he had mastered. He removed her skirt with ease and his hands and fingers were delighting her pussy and his cock was now banging between her ass and it felt good. She felt a hunger and Alex Summer's was the main course. She leaned her head back and turned her head hungrily finding his mouth and kissing it hard.
 
It was raining now. She tried to convince herself that it wasn’t her fault. No, it was Emma. She stood up next to her, lowering her head, her voice not above a whisper. “You’re playing with fire. You know that right?”

Of course, she knew that. She was enjoying this far too much. The students all sat there busy with work. They had no clue what was going on between the two powerful females.
 
Emma

"What can I say.. I love danger" she quipped back with a smirk. "So was that a yes or a no then?" she smirked enjoying how Ororo had avoided the offer for help. Emma was good at helping in fact she had been helping Rouge as of late. Because of her ability to asborb others powers on contact it made it virtually impossiable for intamacy that is until her sessions with the White Quen who produced some interesting and powerful illusions that let Rouge experiance her sexuality safely.
 
Storm

"Oh help as much as you want. I just don't understand why matters of my life are suddenly an interest to you." Narrowing blue eyes, she eyed Emma. If she could read her thoughts, she would be pleased to know that she wasn't thinking about Bobby and Kurt. t least not in the way she had before. She still cursed herself or accidentally letting that slip.

It was no secret her love life was nonexistent. She didn't go out as much as the others. She worked hard and hardly played. But she wasn't living completely under a rock, just her lower half was. Her confidence level was nothing to worry about. She was confident she just didn't depend on sex to get her through life and she didn't see anything out of the normal when it came to it. She had the normal urges just as everyone else.

There just wasn’t a long list of men that looked past the other more outspoken woman here to see her. She was the mother figure, the one they all loved but only saw as a teacher a woman who had gone so long without sex or even as much as a kiss that she didn't care. That she didn't need it. But she did. She was just selective with her list and students were prohibited. Even if they were cute.
 
Emma

Emma gave a grin, so she had accepted after all. The White Queen never did anything for free and like all things there would be some benefit fot her. She gave a nod and glanced back at the two boys that would be Ororo's sexual undoing and licked her lips a bit. "Excellent choice."
 
The day was rounding down ad the weather was clearing. Okay so she was feeling better. Much better despite having Emma so close to her she could easily strangle her. Shove a chalk brush down her throat. But even she was becoming manageable.

Besides breaking out into a catfight in front of her class probably would be entertaining but incredibly unprofessional. No matter how tempting.

"Okay class for the remainder of the period you guys and relax. No use in working yourselves into a rut. Pass up your papers and wait for the weekend to officially arrive."
 
Emma

Emma gave a small smile. Relax huh...sounded like advice Ororo could use herself. Sure she had her garden and her students but was that really enough? A woman needed to be held, touched and appreciated. Emma took Ororo for the kind of woman that consider bubble baths while reading a good romance novel relaxation. She would definatly have to come up with something memorable for the african goddess...maybe something blue and furry topped with a bit of ice.
 
Bobby

Bobby blinked, and looked up from his work, then straightened his papers up. He looked at the clock, then passed the paper forward, and stretched. He had been working so hard his neck had become stiff. He wondered how some of the other students did it. He had never liked doing work, it just seemed too much like...well, WORK, to be anything else.
 
Stormy

It didn’t take her very long to realize Emma wasn’t going anywhere. She sat there for the longest time asserting her role as the thorn in Ororo’s side. She stuck around and even helped her. She helped her…Emma Frost was helping her. No matter how many times she replayed that in her mind is still made no sense.

Her stomach began to churn and her mouth went dry. She had an eerie feeling Emma wasn’t going to leave her alone anytime soon. Not until she was safely locked away in her room that was.
 
Emma

Emma grinned Ororo was uncomfortable and glainced at Bobby seeing he was done. She could use his help with Ororo.

"Bobby may I see you in the hall?" sha said icely, it wasn't really a question but more of a command. She looked up at Ororo and smiled wondering if she would be upset taking him away from her for a moment.
 
Bobby

Bobby blinked, seeing Emma and hearing her ask to talk to him outside. He put his stuff in his backpack, then stood up, and walked down to the front. He followed her outside the classroom, and then stopped.

"Yes Ma'am?"
 
Emma

Emma concealed the smile the was starting to grow across her face this was going to be almost too perfect.

"Are you aware that you are failing my class right now? And if you don't pass your next exam you won't be able to move up"

It was the hope of every student here to become a full fledged X-men and have all ther perks that came with it like the X-Jet or the various cars and motorcycles Xavier provided for them.
 
Bobby blinked. He hadn't realized his grades were that bad. He shifted from one foot to the other, then looked at Emma.

"Is there anything I can do to raise my grades, Miss Frost?"
 
Ororo’s eyes went wide when Emma summoned Bobby over and into the hall. Was she going to tell him about their argument? Explain to him that his teacher had one small perverted thought about him and Kurt? The window beside her desk suddenly looked appealing. She could just jump out and let nature takes it’s course.

Shaking her head, hoping it would shake away the unfamiliar shakiness of her limbs the tight knots that curled into her abdomen and the racing of her heartbeat.
 
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