SeX-Men Evolution

Cyclops

Scott followed Ms. Frost to her office. He hadn't been in here since she'd arrived. White predominated the place, which was comforting in a way. White was one of the few colors he could be sure of. Everything he saw was in shades of red...but white was the palest of them all, which made it easy to recognize. Dark colors were the worst, any color looked black to him once it got dark enough. He only knew Nightcrawler was blue from listening to the others talk.

"You're really done a lot with this room, Ms. Frost, if you don't mind my saying so." Yeah, it was lame, but he wasn't sure how or where to start. Now that he was here, he felt like sharing his thoughts even less. However, he was smart enough to know that he needed to, no matter how he felt about it. "There was nothing here before." "You've got great taste." The furniture was all antique or custom made. He really was impressed.
 
Emma

Emma gave a smile, "Why thank you Scott. I had alot of things brought over from my old school." She said taking a seat on hes desk.

"So shall we begin?" She said cutting to the chase. She wondered what could have him so on edge and away from Jean this night.
 
Cyclops

He would have smiled had he not been so angry. She wasn't going to let up for a second, was she? Ms. Frost meant business. He liked that.

Scott sat down in a white leather chair, facing her as she sat on her desk. He was silent for a few seconds, not sure where to start. "I've never had control over anything in my life." "It's never been stable, or even of my own choice." He leaned back, running a hand through his hair. "Even here, in "charge" of the team, helping teach the other students, all of it was decided for me." "I shouldn't complain, I know it." "I've got a good deal."

"But lately...I've just gotten frustrated with everything." "The Professor opens our doors to a kid I've fought I don't know how many times." Alvers. Damn him. "A kid who's tried to kill me and my friends, to destroy the mansion, to hurt innocent people, and just lets him in." "Gives him a spot on my team." "I've been injured by his deliberate actions, seen him do the same to the others, and I'm just supposed to start watching out for him?" "To trust him with my life?" "With my friends lives?" "With her life?"

He fell quiet once more, gazing down at his feet. "I guess it just made me realize how little say I have in everything I do." "I know a lot of the others don't get why it bothers me so much." "They're probably right, I should trust the Professor." "But I thought she...I thought Jean at least was on my side." The image he'd seen earlier arose in his mind, Jean's aroused and eager face as she devoured Lance's cock. "But...I got a rude awakening there too..."
 
Jean was loving the feeling of Lance's mouth and fingers working her pussy but she was shocked when she felt his finer in her ass. At first she froze, but after a moment she was accustomed to the new sensation and continued her sucking. After all, she did ask to experiment. She had to be willing to try anything new if she was experimenting for real. She felt his dick twitch in her throat and wondered if he was about to explode. Could she handle swallowing a load of cum? She hoped so. She prepared to try.
 
Bobby

Bobby sat in his room, reading over his homework. He had finished his shower, and tried to get his mind off of the day he had had. Things had gotten lively since Miss Frost had been taken in, and he had a feeling they were only getting moreso. He was buried in a history textbook, writing in a notebook beside him, and just when he'd thought he'd forgotten about what had happened to him earlier, his mind would bring back the feeling of Storm wrapped around him.
 
Havok.

Alex grinned at Betsy, taking his time, looking her body over. Finally he caught her gaze and winked.

"You look deliscious. Good enough to eat. Again." Alex put the truck into gear and started down the road. He got an idea and slipped his free hand over to cup Betsy's nearer boob.

"You can keep the boxers on one condition. You have to cum in them for me." He winked at her as he teased a nipple, then refocused on the road.
 
Emma/Betsy

Emma listened as he relayed his problems back to her. Yes Xavier did give him a flase sense of leadership. How could he expect him to be a true leader of the team when he never included him in any of the important desicions. Then without even trying to pry into his head she got an image in hers. One of Jean in a very un Jeanish position.

"Ah I understand now...this could be a good thing though"


Besty gave a smile as his hands found her breasts again.

"You can keep the boxers on one condition. You have to cum in them for me."

"You have yourself a deal big boy" She said with a grin sliding her hand down into the boxers.
 
Havok

Alex pulled the truck over again, they'd barely gone 200 yards. He grinned at Betsy as he let go of her boob. She had no idea how much she was turning him on. Actually as a psychic she probably did.

"Turn in your seat and pull the boxers down, I want to watch you work."
 
Betsy

Betsy gave a grin. She loved the way he looked at her it was as if he couldn't get enough. She undid her seatbelt and turned around resting against the glove box as she pulled them down to her knees sliding a finger inside her wet lips giving a moan.
 
Havok

Alex put down the emergency brake, leaving the truck in neutral. He lay down on the seat, his head near her crotch, giving him a perfect view, very close. He looked up at Betsy and grinned, "I'm just gona watch, take your time and get yourself off. Pretend I'm not even here. Unless that's turning you on?"
 
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Lance waited for Jean to continue her sucking before he would start moving his finger in her ass. Not stopping his tongue at all, Lance could feel as Jean became use to his finger. Smiling he started to move his middle finger in and out of her ass, starting out smooth and slow. This was deffinatly an interesting experiment, and even now was still surprised Jean had wanted to do it.

Even when he was an enemy of the X-Men, Lance remembered figuring there was something between Jean and Lazer Boy... oh yeah they were on the same side, so Lance would try to be nice. Well the point was that he had always suspected them to like each other. However once Jean assured him that he was the first one to like her that way, he figured it wouldn't be wrong to continue this experiment. Of course Lance didn't realize that Summers had seen them, and maybe Lance would have even felt guilty... wow he had turned into quite a softy now that he was a good guy...

Returning to reality, Lance could feel himself about to blow. His body freezing for a second, his cock suddenly shot stream after stream of cum into Jeans mouth.
 
Jean sucked greedily. "Mmmmm" she murmured as she milked Lance's cock. This experiement was easy, and pretty fun. Why hadn't Scott wanted to do it with her? she wondered. "She lifted her face from Lance's cock and asked, "Is there a place we could really be alone? I am curious what this would feel like...inside." she looked down to where his hands worked in her cunt and smiled. "Is that alright with you, Lance?"
 
Betsy

"Of course it's turning me on. Everything about yu turns me on", she said with a grin as she thrusted her fingers in an out feeling the wetness coming back. "mmmmm" she licked her lips and bit down on her bottom lip giving a small grin at Alex. "God your hot"
 
Lance moaned slightly as Jean drank his creamy cum. Laughing with a smile, Joey stopped eating Jean out, raising his head up to look at her while he was still under her. "Sure I don't mind. We can go to my room... but we'll need to get dressed first. We already did enough out in public..." Lance said with a laugh, waiting for Jean to get off of him before he'd move to get his pants.
 
Rogue

Sucking the air between her lips, Rogue moved quickly back away from the door. The hush tones of their spoken words tickling her ears. Soft squishing noises only produced by the most intimate contact. She could not help but wonder how Jean felt. What it would be like to feel the heat of another's skin on hers...or for that matter the cold.

The frustration came as quickly as the desire. She had to see more, but they were leaving. She strained to hear where they were going? His room. Maybe just a few more peeks would not hurt. Biting down on the knuckle of her leather glove, she promised herself just a minute or two more. His cock sliding in and out her mouth dewy with her spit. The heavy lids covering eyes filled with ectasy. God, to be her right now. The thought of it all threatened to overwhelm her. Her hand snaked down her adomen to brush lightly over the heat radianting from her untouchable pussy. She needed more then stolen glances.
 
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Madrox

This day wasn't turning out at all like he was expecting. In a good way. Jamie had mouthed off to Storm in class and hadn't gotten detention. Neither Kurt or Alex had shown up at the skate park so he was the baddest thrasher there. His application to work at the Muir institute after high school had been approved, even though Moira was notorious for turning down apps. And his application to Edinborough had been approved, so he was all set for next year.

All in all it was an excellent day, but little did he know it was about to get better. One of his dupes was strolling the halls, looking for Kitty to compare answers on the history homework, when he saw something extraordinary. A girl was leaning against the wall in the dark corridor and it looked like she was rubbing her crotch. Jamie, being Jamie, had to check this out.

Jamie wasn't as silent as Wolverine, but he wasn't bad at moving quietly, and today it was enough. The girl didn't seem to notice him approaching and as he got closer Jamie couldn't believe it, it was Rogue! And she must have been going at it for awhile because Jamie could smell the sex. He could hear heavy moaning and realized there were more people there, in the next room, and Rogue was spying on them. He moved a little closer and recognized Jean and Lance's voices. Jamie grinned, despite himself. He always thought Jean would fool around but he hadn't had a chance to confirm that for himself yet. And he probably wouldn't today.

Jamie understood Rogue's plight, and he sympathized. She could never touch another, never feel another's embrace, steal a tender kiss. And as he was contemplating the scene before him something sparked in his head, a report that had come in from Forge. Moira had designed a device to neutralize mutant powers, a collar she had wanted to use on Proteus before the death of her son. She had sent the design to Xavier who sent it to Forge who finally figured a way to overcome a few electrical engineering problems with a few Stark transisters. Jamie knew about it because mail duty was one of the things he was assigned to for all the demerits his pranks had earned him, and so was lab duty. He had a key to the lab, if Rogue was interested...

Well Jamie knew how to find out. Making sure his gloves were firmly in place he slipped in behind Rogue and ran his hand over hers on her crotch.

He really hoped he survived this.
 
Feeling a hand slip over hers, Rogue felt her stomach lurch into her throat as a thousand butterflies broke free into her stomach. She went rigided with fear. Fear... she would hurt them. Fear... what they thought of her peeking. Fear ...they would stop when they realized who she was. Her kiss was a death wish for any man or mutant.

"Whose there?" she whispered into the darkness not turning her head.
 
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Lance's room was a typical guys room, and not the neatest place in the world. It smelled of his musk but she was in a lust filled fog and didn't care much now about surroundings. She entered his room and promptly removed both their clothes with her mind, standing before him naked and likeing the way his eyes roamed over her body. "Lance, I want to feel that big cock of yours inside me." she whispered, moving to kiss him.
 
Havok then Janie

Alex lay there, resting his head on Betsy's thigh and watched her fingers slip in and out of her cunt, hearing the slip slop slurp as her pussy surrounded her fingers then the sloshing pop as she pulled them out. It was hypnotizing. It was making Alex hard.

He grinned up at Betsy when she complimented him. That she thought he was hot was tres bien, he thought she was hot too. After a minute or two of watching her work it got through his addled brain that he should tell her.

"Damn Bets, you're not just hot, you're a goddess. Are you gonna rub your clitty for me?"

Slipping one hand out he cupped a few fingers under her pussy, letting her juices build up and drip down for a salty treat. While he waited Alex ran his hand up and pushed Betsy's shirt up, exposing her boobs, the undid her bra and hooked it over the rearview mirror. Maybe he should keep that too.

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Jamie went rigid when Rogue did, bracing himself for her response, expecting violence. He was surprised when she didn't hit him, more then a little relieved too.

Rogue's voice was so unlike her when she asked who he was, she actually sounded afraid. Not just afraid but scared, deep down to the soul scared. Jamie didn't think Rogue ever got scared; if she did, maybe she just put up a good front. That's what Jamie was doing right now, fronting, but he new he was more confident. The prize was worth a great deal, not only will he help a friend, but he might just get to be her first.

Jamie couldn't help but think about sex. Being this close to the forbidden fruit / enigma that was Rogue was a HUGE turn on. He could already feel his cock stiffening against her ass, and even if it killed him, well killed his dupe, it was worth it. Then there was Jean and Lance going at it like rabbits. If he could figure out a way he'd go join them, it was good to be the Multiple Man, but he couldn't think of a way.

Rubbing his hand over Rogue's, Jamie pushed her on, he couldn't feel much through his gloves, but he wanted Rogue to be as horny as possible. And wanted her to know how much he wanted her. He leaned his hips in, letting Rogue feel his need.

"Forge built..." Jamie stopped talking as his voice cracked ever so slightly. His voice was unmistakable, so that answered her question right there. He took a deep breath, calming himself, his hand never stopping its firm, steady rythem, when he spoke it was with renewed, if forced, his voice a husky whisper in her ear, "I know you want to be touched Rogue. I've seen the way you look at the couples here and at Bayville. Its driving you crazy isn't it? Never being able to touch someone, to hug a friend, to kiss a boy?" Jamie kept rubbing her, trying to invoke a word picture, to seduce her, "I can help you Rogue. Forge built a collar."

Jamie paused, still rubbing her, not sure what to say next. He wanted to ofer to test it with her, he wanted to demand sex for his help but knew that wasn't right. His hornines was overpowering his brain. Jamie took another deep breath and forced himself to be calm, to do the right thing. He was a hero damnit, heroes always do the right thing, you can count on heroes!

But heroes have needs too. Reed and Sue sure did more then just save the world. Jamie exhaled slowly, blowing on her ear.

"I'd like to show you."
 
Betsy

Betsy gave a grin and leaned down a bit getting a tasted of herself off of Alex's hand. At this rate they would defintaly make it into the mansion past curfew for sure but she didn't care. She slowly moved her fingers to her clit and pinched it a bit teasing it, getting it just right before rubbing it She closed her eyes giving a soft moan. Even her nipples responded as they grew hard.
 
Rogue

The motion of his hand over hers felt so good. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of his warm breath against the back of her ear. It was Jamie. The voice was so distinctive. She slightly spread her curled knuckles allowing his gloved fingers to intertwine with her own stroking the crotch of her pants. The thin leather barrier laid between them protecting his life from her cursed powers.

Opening her eyes again, she realized Lance and Jean were gone. Her embarrassment fading knowing they hadn't seen her and the one behind her would never tell. Not after the way he was touching her now.

Jamie's words were sinking into her mind past the clouds of her concerns. Something about a collar. He could help her. He seemed to be promising her the ultimate prize. A reprieve from her isolation.

She couldn't help think about the risk. What if it didn't work? Her mind flashed images of poor Cody's convulsing. His beautiful blue eyes rolling up into his head. Then, the loud silence of his unconsciousness. Cody's impulsive kiss almost cost him his life. Their accusing eyes staring at her as the ambulance came for his body. She could not stand the way they looked at her after that. She didn't ever want anyone to look at her like that again. Part of her wondered if Cody had awoken from his coma. Sweet Cody, his only crime was liking her. Another part of her hoped no one outside of Caldecott County would ever know of her crime. Could she risk hurting another for her selfish needs? She could still taste the bitter memory on her lips.

Feeling his interest nestle in the curve of her ass, she lean into him. She whispered back still afraid to turn around or meet his eyes. He might see what she did to Cody there if he looked too closely.

"Doesit work? 'cause if it dunnit...well, it'll keel you and um...that jus' wouldn't be worth it. Now, wouldit?" she replied with all the bravado she could muster.

She leaned slightly back to pull his arm tighter around her. A shiver of hope and desperate need ran down her spine.
 
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As they both entered his room, Lance now remembered that he had just unpacked so things were a tad bit... chaotic. Not that Jean seemed to care, as Lances clothes were suddenly ripped off thanks to Jeans mental abilities. "Wow, you really know how to control those powers..." Lance said with a laugh, kind of amazed how fast she was able to undress the both of them.

Looking her body over, he realized how perfect it really was. Overtaken by lust, Lance simply nodded at Jean request and walked over, taking her breast in his hand, playing and pinching her nipple as he began to kiss her, his tongue slipping into her mouth. His cock was still hard from earlier as it began to rub across Jeans pussy, at the ready to be pushed into her.
 
Havok

Alex's hand slipped down from Betsy's mouth leaving a trail of saliva and girl cum down her breast as he ran his fingers over her hardening nipples, rubbing one, squeezing it gently and rolling it between his fingers. Betsy had such perfect breasts, it was no wonder she used to be a model.

As Betsy slipped her fingeres over her clitoris Alex's eyes were glued to her every move. He was watching how she npleased herself filing away tiny details so he could do the same thing in the future, see what she liked and what she didn't, trying to learn her body so he could make her cum on command.
 
Jean moaned, with pleasure. This was all so very erotic. It felt so nice to be touched, and teased, and pinched, ahe wondered why she'd waited for so long to begin this sort of sexual exploration. Lord knows she'd picked up the lustful thoughts from other people's minds so many times before but she had never realized how great it would be to experience it all firsthand. As Lance's toungue drove into her mouth he pushed her onto the bed, rubbing his hard cock against her pussy lips as she groaned in his mouth. Oh she wante dhim so badly. She had to know what it felt like to have that pulsing thing moving inside her. It had to be better than her own fingers. She touched the head of Lance's cock, stroking it, trying without using her powers, to will him into her.

Finally, he pushed, in one great motion, she felt instantly pressure, a bit of pain mixed with pleasure, and her eyes watered from the force of that first thrust. He had broken through her maidenhead without warning. But, she had wanted this, she reasoned and nodded to him that it was ok to continue as he slowly pulled out and then pushed in again, then began to pump away at her. After that initial shocking thrust the rest felt really very good to Jean and the more he pumped his cock into her the more she liked it. Soon she was screaming from ecstasy.
 
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Madrox

Jamie grinned as Rogue entwined her fingers with his, He couldn't feel much under the supple leather gloves, but the encouragement she was giving him, the desire the simple move made was overwhelming. Jamie could feel his cock straining against his pants when he felt her push back against him. Jamie moaned, a low desperate sound. Rogue had the perfect body, it was almost as if she'd been drawn, not born. Her ass felt amazing against his hard cock, and he wanted her, wanted Rogue so bad he almost tried to take her right there without the collar. HIs hand bore down on Rogue's crotch pulling her tighter against him as he leaned his hips forward.

"Doesit work? 'cause if it dunnit...well, it'll keel you and um...that jus' wouldn't be worth it. Now, wouldit?" she replied with all the bravado she could muster.

"Silly Rogue, we'll start with my fingers rubbing over your arm, and if that works we'll move to a kiss. And if all else fails Rogue, you can't kill me," his voice had started off indulgant and seductive, but it quickly took on a certain amount of pride, "I'm Jamie Madrox, the Multiple Man. Even if you knock me out there's always another of me running around." His other gloved hand slipped up her side and rubbed her breasts through her shirt. "You ready to go see if this thing will work?"

Meanwhile, another Jamie was heading down to the electronics lab to set up the collar.
 
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