More Gratuitous Sex in Mark's Throne Room

Mark was in heaven.

Beautiful young women worshiped him, their excellent nude bodies on display as they pleasured him as best they could. Quake, the half Asian beauty with wavy brown hair atop her natural black, licked at his nipples, her own tits plumped out pleasantly across his abdomen. Her boss, Maria, had an arm wrapped around both her massive boobs, the bottom half of his cock wonderfully ensconced between them as she bounced her whole body up and down to deliver a determined tit-fuck, her head tilted and slobbering along the part of his shaft that escaped her mammaries, intense eyes gazing past the towering column straight into his. She knew she wasn't a Comfort Agent now, but she still retained all of the sexual skills Jean had implanted into her mind and recalled how much she'd enjoyed the simple happiness of that state.

A pair of small feminine hands held his butt-cheeks, her cheeks, chin, and nose pressed into his butt as her tongue worked liberally into his anus. She felt very very warm, almost hot to the touch, giving her identity away as Magma. His balls were being lifted and pulled outward slightly into Kitty Pryde's palm as her lips remained pressed to his sac, sucking and slurping with a delight she would always feel. The craving to suck upon testicles, with a preference for bigger and fatter nuts, ever present in her malleable mind thanks to a stray thought of his. Her other arm actually erupted out from his abdomen, an expression of her phasing mutant power. It passed through his body to reach out and physically stroke his cock just beneath the head.

He was practically parallel with the floor leaning way back on Colossus's very hard back, his arms extended, his hands clutching the metal mutant's shoulder and right buttock. It felt like an exquisitely carved statue in the likeness of a man on all fours, but Mark could feel the big Russian mutant's receptiveness to his subliminal commands even through steel-hard skin, and the man's shockingly average sized iron prick had already ejaculated three times from the shear erotic pleasure he now felt from the act of being mere furniture for his master's sexual escapades.

Around him stood his newest male mutant acquisitions. Beast, Iceman, and Gambit. They had already had the most powerful orgasms of their lives as they jerked themselves frantically into the untouchable Rogue's mouth, a fetish that would never leave them. All three of them were the epitome of Mark's preference for his male slaves with thick toned chests and stony abs that looked like they'd been carved with exquisite care. Seeing them with wild lust filled eyes as they watched him worshiped by their female teammates as they urgently tugged upon their ferociously hard and excited dicks was highly enjoyable to Mark.

Beyond them with a hairy musculature that was even more **** and exaggerated, yet with a huge dick and set big set of dangling balls that actually matched his physique was Wolverine.

“OOOOAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Jubiliee was loud as fuck as Logan pounded up into her, holding the girl's small form in his arms as he drove up into her, her comparatively thin legs crossed at the ankles above his big muscular hairy butt.

It was impossible not to enjoy the viscerally erotic sight of the pair. He'd imparted a delicious command into Logan with the tip of his dick pressing into the much older man's belly button, making it so that he was continually turned on after accepting his enslavement and so that he would enjoy having sex at Mark's command much more than he otherwise would be. Mark was never going to get tired of using his dick to impart commands that others had to follow and he enjoyed watching Wolverine fuck Jubilee hard and fast right now. The fact that Logan saw himself as the younger woman's protector and she saw him as a kind of father-figure, made the **** erotic debauchery taking place before him all the more exciting.

Despite the plethora of beautiful sexy women tending to his pleasure, his attention was drawn to the pair of servants clutching a black chaise lounge, lifting it and bringing it into the throne room.

You found Colossus to be rather uncomfortable as a seat, my love. Jean's mental voice sounded in his head. She stood nearby, an arm wrapped around Ororo's hip. Both of his first two wives watched him be pleasured with utter relish, their own nipples hard, their pussies quite wet and ready.

Oh? You hooked me up? he shot back and she shook her head.

I can't take credit. Charles noticed your discomfort and summoned them

No real surprise there. It was a bit uncomfortable to realize that the bald older man was now the person who knew him best, but that was the natural result of his own crazy plan to subjugate the extremely powerful telepath and it had been entirely successful so far, so he couldn't really complain.

All of the women tending to his pleasure pulled back in unison as he got to his feet, any one of his pet telepaths could have been the ones puppeting them. He threw himself back upon the absurdly comfortable sofa, his hands behind his head, his heavy dick thickly slapping his abdomen before careening back and forth in the air above his pelvis, pre-cum flying all over the place.

Mark's attention focused upon Wolverine, slipping into the brawny brute's mind with ease thanks to Xavier's attention to his every thought. At this point, thanks to his own commands and Logan's own inclinations the mutant was so completely over-powered by his urges that his thoughts lost all semblance of humanity. The thin veneer of his human side had been worn thin, so it took just one mental push by Mark to destroy any control he had over his animal side.

He was reduced to a rutting beast and Mark made sure that Jubilee enjoyed the big-dicked monster's attentions. There was no reason to feel guilty if every one of his victims felt nothing but **** pleasure and erotic satisfaction by his every action, right?

He smirked enjoying the show, even as his group of X-Men sex slaves settled in back around him. They were centered around his crotch, of course. Jean and Ororo took seats to either side of his head, their lush hips delightful. Mystique squatted down at the top of the chaise lounge, her hands softly grasping his temples, her dick pressing up against the bottom of the furniture.

What he wanted was to fuck Jubilee and that mere desire was enough to change reality as his choir of telepaths made it happen.

Logan was currently an animal experiencing the bliss of pumping his hips and plunging his rock hard dick into a wet and willing pussy. He pulled out the instant his mind received the command, fist furiously pumping along his thick slickened dick, balls jumping. Jubilee was no more sentient than he was, her brain blasted with pleasure from her battered pussy and now feeling nothing but absolute pleasure and need. She crawled up on to Mark and reached down, palm grasping his cock, she raised her hips high because his length was towering.

Positioning himself carefully, Mark pressed the tip against her pussy. It was warm and wet, and definitely primed for this. Wolverine's thick dick did it's job, spreading and loosening Jubilee's pussy for an even better larger cock. Still, it took some pushing to get his massive dick inside her, the pressure giving way all at once. Again, it was a tight fit. But her pussy stretched around his girth in a way that is apparently anything but painful. He sank in slowly, hands holding her knees up and open. There was a lot of cock still outside her pussy, but her stomach was showing a bulge in it now, a very hazy outline of his thick rod within her.

He groaned softly, enjoying the incredible sensations of Jubilee's wet and tight pussy around his cock. Her small soft breasts pressed into his chest, fucking thimble-thick nipple's pressing into him. He laid his head back and allowed the girl to kiss him. She sucked on his tongue like some sort of Japanese slut. Was that sort of lewd crazy shit, genetic?

Grasping Jubilee's ass-cheeks as he thrust up into her, he spread them and ordered Logan to fuck her ass.