Another Training with Jean and Scott

Jesus, I was exhausted. Today of all days there had to be endurance training on the schedule. Hank chased us mercilessly over obstacles and I must admit that I was close to vomit more than once. Whatever Emma had done to me when I was asleep, it had been really exhausting for my body. I was relieved when Hank called me while I was running and pointed to the professor, who probably wanted to talk to me. Panting and on the verge of collapsing, I arrived at his place and out of breath I told him I needed a second.

The expression on his face was something important he wanted to say. And not very pleasant for me either. But the good professor had a problem. I was so sweaty that it didn't matter if we were outside or not.

"Before you start, Professor... please let me say something."

For a short moment I felt his will in my head, but then his influence was gone. "good, dean. I'm listening. But think carefully about what you want to say!" he said almost threateningly and now it was clear to me that he knew something.

"Please just listen!" I said quickly and hastily without giving him the chance to react. "Please don't use your power on me for now!" I immediately followed. If only a tenth of what Emma and Jean had said was true, this was the most dangerous man for me.

"Please do me a favor and ignore any strange behavior or thoughts from people around me as long as it can be traced back to me! Please also believe me that I only want the best for the people around me and that I am not a threat," I said and immediately his features relaxed a bit.

"I know that Dean, but you have to be more careful and broaden your field of vision. What you have done is quite dangerous. I mean Scott is an X-Men after all."

Uh... (clears throat) So I was blown by Scott. Great. "what do you mean, professor?"

"I mean that someone could use these thoughts against him or he could be distracted on an important mission!" he said with a warning. "So, could you please stop asking?"

"Of course, Professor. If you would be so kind as to ignore any further... missteps from now on?"

"Fine. But let's not have this conversation again, shall we?" he said admonishingly and then turned back.

"Mr. Wayne! You're still 12 laps short!" Hank said sternly and pointed to the track. "And don't even ask me to leave them out!"

"Yes, sir." I sighed and **** my tired legs back onto the track. I came in last, far down the field and a lot of the way down the grass. Kurt knelt beside me and looked down at me.

"Are you still alive?"

"Unfortunately, but could someone please kill me?" I said and pressed my body into the grass. It was just simply too chilly to part with.

"Should I get Wolverine? He's good in that!"

"No. Just let me play here for a few hours."

"Mr. Wayne. Hit the showers! You have class in 40 minutes!" said Professor Hank and just picked me up by my belt and carried me to the shower room. I would be embarrassed by this behavior, but now I was too exhausted to even protest. To be honest, I felt much more relaxed and better after the shower and the prospect of some quiet hours in the classroom was very tempting. Even though it might seem nerdy, classes like math’s, physics and history had always been very dear to me and so I was able to switch off wonderfully.

After the lunch break and the following lessons, I went on with my work. I noticed that Emma was leaving the property and found a small note in my books. On it was a photo of her in hot lingerie and it said that she would buy new underwear. Just the thought of it drove me crazy... and scared me too. I would hardly survive another night like yesterday!

At 2 pm the official part was over, and I was called into the panic room over the loudspeakers. It took me a while to find it, because it was well hidden in an area of the X-Men system underneath the property. While I was waiting there I felt a bit queasy. It was a small room, solidly armored as it looked and had a steel door that was just as thick. It would be a perfect prison for me. But the door was still open. While I sat there waiting I grabbed one of the books and went through the topics for tomorrow. Finally, I heard footsteps approaching and shortly afterwards Jean stepped into the room. She wore more formal clothes today. A black miniskirt, a red blouse that was buttoned up to the neck and a black jacket. In addition, she wore black high-heels. Her hairstyle was especially well done today and apparently freshly colored. I could clearly see that she had been to the stylist.

"Hello, Dean." She smiled at me immediately and had a clipboard in her right hand and smiled at me. Right behind her stood Scott, leaning into the door frame. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans as usual. Compared to Jean he was dressed much more casually.

"Hey Dean. How's it going? Can you move again?" he grinned, and I shrugged my shoulders.

"A little yes. Have I done something wrong?" I asked innocently, and Jean shook his head.

"Of course, not Dean, but we really need to start training you! And today there will be no distractions." She said, and it was the first time I had seen her with a subtle make-up. The lipstick was very subtle in color, but the whole package was just incredibly beautiful. However, the tone of her voice was emphatic, and she leaned against the table that was standing in the room. "Dean. You must understand that this is important. Your abilities are especially powerful AND when people like Magneto or Sebastian Shaw become aware of you, it can quickly become dangerous for you. That's why we have to deal with it now."

"Okay. I get it." I nodded and slid back and forth in my chair as Scott came into the room and locked the door from the inside.

"No, Dean. You don't understand. If one of them catches you, you're gonna stop being yourself quick. Whether you do it willingly or **** to, the result is the same. They'll **** your powers and it'll get ugly."

"How... ugly?" I asked and felt a big lump in my throat. The thought that people like Magneto would put me through the wringer... was far from amusing.

"Wolverine level of ugly." Jean said calmly and took her clipboard to her chest.

"Oh..." I said intimidated and immediately sat down straight as a die. Jean and Scott seemed satisfied when they noticed my reaction.

"Good Dean. Then we will begin now. Scott is here so you can practice your powers under supervision of me." Jean smiled and sat halfway down on the table. Her skirt slipped up a little and I could see that she was wearing black suspenders.

Suddenly, I wasn't so sure how serious Jean was about training. When she was serious, she played the role well.

"Understand Miss Grey." I nodded eagerly, and she smiled gently.

"That's very good, Dean. Oh. Before I forget. Black, latex." She smiled, and Scott raised an eyebrow.

"What do you think, darling?" he asked incredulously, and Jean smiled at him.

"Just a little insider between student and teacher. Dean certainly understood!" she smiled and was right. I had understood it right away. Now everything made sense. The confined space, the remote location and that Scott was here. Why Jean had dressed up so well.

"So? Will you enlighten me Dean? What does she mean?"

Now that I knew what this was all about, I smiled at him and nodded. "Sure, Scott. But first, could you allow me to kiss your wife?"

"Of course, go ahead." He smiled and to my delight there was this twinkle in his eyes when I asked him for it. He liked the idea of me kissing his wife.

Jean had watched the whole thing with a smile and nodded to me in secret. It was exactly what she had wanted. She came towards me, stood directly in front of me and spread her legs unnecessarily wide. This made her skirt slide a little higher so that the suspenders could be seen more clearly. She bent over to me and put my cheeks in her hands. Gently she brushed the hair out of her face to make sure that nothing would obstruct Scott's view as our lips slowly lay on top of each other. It was a long, tender kiss that she gave me. Her tongue played with mine and although it was much less wild this time, the kiss sent a shiver down my spine. Her fingers held me gently and finally she released from me. We both looked at Scott who had bent over to see how we kissed better and we both smiled at him.

"Thank you, darling. Now we can finally get started" smiled Jean and wiped some lipstick from my lips with her thumb.

"Well... then... what are you up to with Dean?" Scott asked me, and I smiled at him with a plan that was forming in my head.

"Oh, be so good as to just sit there quietly for now. I think we should first show you what would happen. Jean. You are immune to my powers, right?"

"Of course, Dean. You know that. Why?" she asked me interested and was probably as curious as Scott about what I meant.

"Very nice. Then we should demonstrate to your husband what he would expect. Just a little role play! And since my pleas will only be addressed to you, he can watch in a relaxed manner what would happen.

Jean just smiled and nodded, and Scott agreed. "Good. Let's get started then. Jean. Would you be good enough to sit on my lap, so we can begin?"

Jean agreed with a smile and turned so she turned her back on me. Then she sat on my lap with her legs apart and of course she rubbed her hot ass over my fast-growing swelling by accident.

"You see Scott. Something like that would happen. The special power of him does not make you will-less like a normal telepath, but that you see his request as something harmless and just want to follow it." She smiled, and Scott nodded as I put my head on Jean's shoulder and felt her perfume in my nose.

"Scott...be a dear and just watch us without thinking about it. It would also be great if the sight of it will make you horny," I smiled, and Jean turned his head towards me and we looked each other in the eyes for a long time.

"Your naughty boy!" she smiled gently, and we kissed again. While she sat on my lap and our tongues played hot together, this kiss was already much more demanding than the first one. She reached up and looked for the back of my head to pull me towards her a little bit more and when we released the kiss I smiled at her.

"Jean. Be a dear and show Scott what you just mentioned!"

"Mhmm... This is a weakness of his powers, by the way. I'll demonstrate it for you, dear." She smiled at Scott and then looked at me in shock. "But, Dean... I'd have to open my blouse for that, and you're my student. I'll show him later, okay?" she teased me, and I grinned.

"Oh, you can just do it! For my sake, yes? I'd really like to see your bra too," I smiled at her and she looked at Scott who took a deep breath when she opened her jacket.

"And he would have me again, darling! If it wasn't for my powers to create an effective barrier, I would just take off my jacket now. Just like this." she smiled and brushed the jacket off her shoulders. Then she started to undo one button after the other and kept talking. "I would really like to grant Dean this wish and even if I had doubts I would only express them verbally, but not necessarily stop. Like this! Is that enough for you two?" she asked us, and a tiny part of her bra was visible. Just the tips of it.

"No darling! I don't think that's what he meant," said Scott and Jean smiled at him.

"Do you think he wanted me to open the blouse, so he could see the whole bra, darling?" she asked innocently, rubbing her ass in a circular motion on my cock.

"I... think so!"

"Darling. Would it bother you if my apprentice could also catch a glimpse of my underwear?"

"No, I don't mind. not at all. Go ahead!" he said excitedly.

"Well then..." she smiled and looked down at herself and took off her blouse until the black latex bra was visible. She grabbed her blouse and pulled it to both sides so that her firm tits were completely visible. The latex bra was especially sexy and emphasized her tits so incredibly well that I put my hands on her thighs. She turned a little bit to the side, so I could see her tits better and it was more than obvious that she was very aroused. The latex molded her hard nipples perfectly and it was just impossible to see how horny she was looking at them.

"Scott...is that enough of an explanation or do we need to show you more? So, if you have any questions and all?" I smiled, and Scott looked at her tits as excited as I was.

"I'm...not quite sure yet how it would work... "I mean, I'm... there are limits, right?"

"Limitations? Of course, there are. But in this case... I mean, as we both can see, your wife is really turned on, and already quite aroused. So, I might even go further... Jean. While you explain to him what I mean... may I please lick your nipple?

I could clearly feel Jean's shiver and she put a hand on the back of my head and gently stroked my hair. I felt a chill run down my back as I sank into her green eyes and she replied.

"Of course, Dean. Lick my nipples all you want." She breathed on me and gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead before she turned on me and sat on the side to my lap. Then she bent back a little and made a wide hollow back. Only then did she grab her right breast and pull down her bra. Her incredible breast was suddenly exposed in front of me and this hard nipple stood off full of desire. Once again, I was sure that these were the most beautiful breasts that would ever exist. Emma's tits might have been bigger, but they weren't so perfect! Jean's breasts simply fitted perfectly into the overall picture of her body. They were big, but not as oversized as Emma's. Her hard nipple protruded desperately from her soft flesh, just waiting for me.

As I bent down to her, I looked straight at Scott and held out my tongue. Slowly the tip of my tongue circled around her nipple and she moaned gently.

"Uh, what Dean meant was... I'm pretty turned on, honey. That's because you're in the room and you know how much I desire you, darling." She lied and closed her beautiful eyes. Her hand was now in my neck and her long fingernails were gently stroking my spine. "So... of course... it's... easier... for him... to ask me for something like this."

As if to prove her words, my lips opened and wrapped around her nipple. Gently I started to suck on it which led to a pleasant purr. Heavens! This sound she made went through my bones. It was like pure sex for my auditory canal. I sucked a little harder and then surrounded her nipple with my teeth and pulled a little. Her unbearably lascivious purring turned into a much worse hot groaning and she threw her head down her neck.

"Look out Dean! Not so wild! You can't bite my nipple so hard in front of my husband," she moaned, and I let her nipple snap back.

"You are right, Miss Grey! Would you mind if I fingered your pussy a little then?" I grinned and immediately she beamed at me lasciviously. She didn't even look at her husband, but immediately took my hand and put it on her thigh right on the hem of the skirt.

"Dean! No swearing." she smiled and probably still played the linguistically prudish Jean in front of Scott.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Grey," I said sheepishly.

"Because I realize how sorry you are, you're welcome to put your hand between my legs, Dean!" she said and looked down at herself. We both looked at the same spot together. Slowly I pushed my hand under her skirt and as it was quite tight I pushed it up a little more. She spread her legs slightly so that I could better get between her thighs and when I finally reached her pussy I felt latex there too. I stroked the panties slightly and felt her shiver. I bent back to her tits and licked her hard nipple.

Then I pulled my hand back again and let go of her tits. Irritated they both looked at me and I smiled as I lifted them off me and pretended to stand up. Especially Jean's face was stunned.

"Miss Grey. Maybe we'd better go over the basics a little more... in private," I smiled, and Jean understood what I meant. She half-heartedly buttoned her blouse just enough to show her tits and then went to her husband who had also got up. The bulge in his trousers was unmistakable and Jean gave him a kiss on the cheek. I could clearly see that he was expecting a kiss on the lips, but that was all he got.

"Scott. Thank you for being so willing to help us! I really appreciate it, but I think I'd better go over the basics with him first! Alone yes?" she smiled, and he hugged her and put his hands on her ass.

"Will it take long?" he asked excitedly, and she pulled his hands up on her back and said rebuking.

"Not in front of the boy, darling! I don't know that yet." She looked over her shoulder at me and her eyes fell on the lump in my trousers. "It could be that it's going to take longer and that I'll be home late. You can go ahead and lie down. You don't have to wait for me. I don't think I'll be in the mood for romance after the exhausting training" she took away all hope and he sighed clearly.

"Good. Then I'll see you at the next training?" Scott asked me. "I'd really like to do it again!"

"Sure, you would!" I just grinned and watched him walk out and Jean immediately closed the security door behind him again and leaned his back against it and looked at me.

"So... I must say I enjoyed this demonstration. Maybe we should do it again, so you can see what your pleas would trigger.

"Really? Can I put my hand between your legs again?" I grinned, and she looked at me longingly.

"Dean... if you ask me nicely you can massage my wet pussy as long as you want! Why do you think I am wearing Latex? Not for my Husband that’s for sure.”