SeX-Men Evolution

Rogue

He didn't need to be the mutiple man in that moment to be everywhere at once. He was suckling her breast, pounding into her core and filling every sense as just a single man. The pleasure was deep and dizzy making her moan and scream for more. Throbbing from head to toe, she writhed in ectasy. The white hot electricity sparked a fire that pushed her over the edge. Her pussy buckled down on his hard cock painfully before the first spasm ripped through her muscles. She caught her breath shocked. Then, another ripple ripped through her and soon the waves came crashing faster taking her under with force. Tearing her nails into his back, she screamed slamming into him with all the strength she had left.
 
Boom Boom

"How about plums?" she smiled at Betsy. "I have a craving for something sweet, wet and purple right now."
 
Emma/Betsy

Emma would have smiled at the thought that had just popped into Scott's head if it weren't for his mouth keeping hers busy.

It's okay Scott you can cum in me. In fact I want you to. And then I'll get you hard and make you cum all over it again

Yes, Emma had plans for Mr. Summers. Plans that would have him here all night and worn out come morning he would be passed out on her bed. Yes he would be hers. She would make him hers and he would come willingly.

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Betsy gave a small grin at the food Alex named off and his descriptions and then at Tabby's comment she was definatly grinning now.

"Hmmm sweet, wet and purple huh?" She hadn't missed the looks Tabs had given her or the thoughts for that matter but she liked playing along. It made things much more fun. With the tension around she had no problem undoing the towel and letting it fall to the floor.

"Hmm what to wear?", she asked herself outloud playing innocent even though she and Alex knew better then that.
 
Scott

He would be learning a lot tonight. Espeically about his own stamina and limits, it seemed. Emma seemed to want him here for a long time. Not quite the meaningless relationship she'd discussed earlier, but he didn't give it much thought. All of his focus was on the intense wave of pleasure that slammed into him every time he lanced into her hot core.

"As long as you want me, I'm here." "I never want this to end." The honest conviction of those words were almost frightening.

That well-reasoned thought splattered against his lust and the roar of his building climax. He was hammering in and out of her now, faster and harder with each thrust, his balls slapping loudly against her taint each time. "Hold on, Scott," he thought to himself. "Just a little longer."

With each thrust, he felt the force gathering at the base of his cock grow greater and greater. He let out a ragged groan, driving himself in as deep as he could one last time as he felt the dam crack and then burst, "Emma!" "God, I'm-" his words gave way to a primal cry as he was hit by the shock of his orgasm. His member spasmed inside her, pumping jet after jet of his seed into her. His whoel body stiffened, his back arching, as pleasure so strong it verged on pain slammed into him. For a few long incredible moments, he felt ablaze with white hot enjoyment.

Then it passed, suddenly, leaving him gasping for breath. He felt more relaxed than he had in years, as though he had shot all of his stress along with his load. He felt oddly tired, but knew already that this would pass. Especially given the way Emma was looking at him.
 
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Boom Boom

When Betsy's towel hit the floor, so did Tabby's jaw. The realization dawned on her. She was a telepath. She'd probably heard ever thought and saw every image that passed through her mind. Betsy was playing with her. These two were up to something. Her knee jerk reaction was it was a prank at her expense. She'd play along.

"Hmm what to wear?"

"If it ain't broke, don't fix it," Tabby grinned leaning back into her chair. "That's what my dad used to say."

Tabby rolled her eyes up the length of Betsy's perfectly formed legs to the purple thatch of hair. It glisten with wetness. Still, she radiated heat from the shower or maybe it was all in Tabby's head. Things felt fuzzy, but in a good way. It was like she was drunk. Her fingers itched to touch Betsy.
 
Emma/Betsy

Emma gave a grin at his words in her minds and clung to him as he released himself inside of her. He felt amazing and she loved it...wanted to make him cum again. She grinned rolling over so that he was beneath her and she pulled herself off of him. Without even taking a break her mouth moved down to his cock and her tounge flicked around it cleaning it off before she took it into her mouth sucking him like a popsicle.
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Betsy gave a smile at Tabs comment. She was liking her more and more each minute. She was enjoying the attention she was giving her and decided to turn the heat up a bit. She moved closely to her still naked and brushed her thumb lightly across her cheek.

"You have an eyelash here. Make a wish" She said softly looking into her eyes holding the stray eyelash on her thumb infront of Tabby's lips.
 
Boom Boom

"You have an eyelash here. Make a wish"

Slowly, Tabby formed a tiny o with her lips and blew softy on Betsy's finger. The lash curled up from the index pad before lifting into the air. Disappearing into nothing, the wish was made. Tabby, with Betsy's breast in her line of vision, concentrated on a single fithly thought. In reaction, the dimples of the Betsy's areola drew into a tight lines as it hardened. Protruding toward her mouth, Tabby wanted to touch her tongue to it, catch it between her teeth and suck it in completely. Licking her lips, Tabby placed her hand on the back of Betsy's satiny thighs.

"How often do you think that works?"
 
Scott

She didn't waste any time, that was for sure. Scott's head rolled as her tongue cleaned thier mixed juices off his shaft. "Mmmm...that's so good." Her mouth was warn, wet, and alive, seeming to find and delightfully feast on every surface of his dick.

He gripped the sides of the desk, his hips pushing up slightly to force more of him into her skillful mouth. He had hardly begun to soften, and could feel his member hardening as she devoured it. "Damn, so hot..."
 
Betsy/Emma

Betsy gave a grin knowing full well how hard her nipples were now due to the cold air and Tabby's gaze on them. Plus the fact that Alex was in the room made it that much more hotter.

"How often do you think that works?"

She felt her place her hand on her thigh and her smile grew, her eyes locked on to hers giving her all of her attention.

"Always. Hasn't failed me yet"

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Emma gave a small moan feeling him stiffening again in her throught. His praise was definatley a turn on making her feel like the sex goddess she claimed to be. He pushed himself deeper into her throught and when most would have gagged she didn't. She felt her throat expand for him and then squeeze around him tightly as if it were a virgin though it was far from it.
 
Scott

Emma took his cock deep into her throat, no gagging, no hesitation. "oh, God," he gasped, "that's incredible."

He looked down at her, watching her head bob up and down, taking more of him in each time. She looked so fucking hot. Her face...she had the same expression that he'd seen on Jean earlier. That of pure hedonistic enjoyment. He smiled, almost laughing. Well, that was one wish granted. What else did the night hold in store?

He reached down, running a hand through her hair. Then he lifted it up so that he had a clear view of her sucking him. "That's so good, Emma." "Suck my cock." He could hardly believe it was him saying the words. "Show me how much you love it."
 
Boom Boom

"Always. Hasn't failed me yet"

Her blue eyes lit with erotic meaning. The weight of the unspoken intention made Tabby's eyelids heavy as she looked up at her through her lashes. Her bold nudity and coy flirtations poked a sleeping desire. A forgotten wish. A secret need to know what another woman felt like. Adam receded into the background of her conscious mind as the object of her lust, Betsy, toyed with her.

"You don't generally need to make wishes to get what you want."

Sliding her other hand between Betsy's legs, Tabby gently stroked the sensitive skin behind her knees. She was soft like a petal. Caressing it made a Tabby's thighs quiver. Climbing higher, her fingers tingled. She never broke her gaze while tracing light circles up inching higher.

"Do you, Betsy?"
 
Emma/Betsy

Emma continued, moving a bit with him feeling her through push against him tighter and tighter. Her hands rested on his shoulders and made their way down scratching him lightly. They finally found his balls and rubbed them slowly wanting him completely stimulated.

Oh I love it Scott but do you?


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"You don't generally need to make wishes to get what you want."

Betsy smiled placing her hand on Tabby's slim waist.

"Do you, Betsy?"

She smiled at this feeling her soft hand on her skin. She placed her other hand on her waist slowly pulling her closer.

"Your right and can you guess what I want right now?"
 
Boom Boom

"Your right and can you guess what I want right now?"

Closer, Betsy's mouth was just inches from hers.

"No, I'm not a mind reader."

Leaning in, she fitted her mouth to Betsy's in a weightless kiss. A soft flutter of lips causing Betsy's fingers to tighten. The reflex made Tabby's pussy spasm. The crotch of her panties were getting as wet as her shirt just in anticpation.

" Is that it?" she murmered. "Because it is...for me."
 
Scott

The hard sharpness of her nails left tiny lins of fire down his chest as Emma raked him, ever so little, but the feeling was intense. The flares of pain melded with the relentless pleasuring her mouth was giving him, enhancing it somehow, sweetly stinging but undeniably good.

Her clever hands found his scrotum, her fingers rolling and massaging his balls. "Good God," he choked out, another rush of sensation assailing him. He could hardly feel the desk beneath him, see the room around him. It was as though Emma had taken him into another world, one that consisted only of sex and pleasure so strong it verged on agony.

Her mental question came to him, and he let out a loud moan before answering. "Yes, God, yes, I love it!" Even his voice sounded alien to him, with a need in it that startled him. In the very back of his mind, he began to see thge power she held now, that it would grow stronger as they pleased one another this way. "I don't want it to stop." "Please, Emma."
 
Is this dead now? I was thinking of joining if that would be ok.

Anyone planning on a remake at all?
 
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