Brewing up a storm

After an enjoyable dinner, and cleaning up the dishes together, Jean and Scott prepared for bed. After a hot bath and getting dressed in a night robe, Jean air dried her hair, her mind reaching out to who she had planned for her little 'pet project'. To her delight, she found Storm had turned in early after a long day, the woman choosing to sleep in the nude on top of her bed with her long white hair strewn across the pillows around her. Reading the woman's dreams, she found Ororo reliving a pleasant memory of when she was married with T'Chala. The two of them tangled together in a hot tub in their personal quarters, where Ororo was riding the man so hard they were literally causing waves.

It wouldn't take much... All she had to do was a little cut and paste with who she was having her pleasant little dream with. Smiling, her eyes went wide and her nostrils flared when she edited Storm's dream, the woman finding herself sitting in the lap of Scott Summers, her legs wrapped around his waist and his face smothered in her tits. Her eyes fluttering as she felt his mouth kiss at her cleavage and his cock pluming her insides harder and harder, growing under his breast as his hands gripped at her thighs. The sensation

"Hey honey? Are you ready for bed?"

"Cumming."

"what was that?"

"I mean... Coming, Scott."

Exiting the washroom to join Scott in the bedroom, Jean snuggled up to her husband, sighing as she rested her head on his chest as he turned off the light. All the while she continued to simulate Storm's dreams from afar. The woman fingering herself in her sleep and groping at her breasts while she bit at her lip, moaning and squirming as her dreams felt more vivid and demanding.

Caught up in the bliss Ororo was feeling, Jean began to kiss at Scott's chest, making her way up to peck at his neck and chin until she straddled the man and began to make out with him fully. Moaning into his mouth, Jean reached behind her to undo her bra and guide Scott's hands to her chest.

"What brought this on?"

"Don't talk... Take me! Take me NOW!"

Kissing him again, Jean groaned, tugging at the side of her panties to grip at his hardening erection and pump at his shaft to make him ready, her eyes fluttering as she felt his hands grope at her tits, then go down to grip and squeeze at her thighs and rear. Breaking away to pant and gasp, Jean finally sunk down on his cock, stifling a moan as she broadcasted her experiences to Storm in her sleep, making the woman thrash and turn in bed as the experience made her gush.

Sitting up, Jean tossed her red hair back and forth, crying out as she rode her husband, feeling him thrust into her again and again, her tits swaying from the excitement. It didn't take long for her to reach her limit and cry out Scott's name in orgasm. Fully aware that across the island, Storm did the same.