Of course he does

Mark was in a daze. It wasn’t every day that a gorgeous, powerful, exotic older woman asked an eighteen year-old boy to have sex with her. Restraint all but forgotten, Mark intended to take full advantage of the opportunities afforded to him by his ability.

Ororo smirked sexily and gazed at him in a way that made him feel wanted, needed. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but it was something Mark found he enjoyed very much.

“How do you want me?” she licked her lips. Her hand drifted downward toward her dripping wet cunt. She spread her folds with two fingers, exposing her slick love canal.

Mark didn’t answer her. He crawled onto his bed and settled on his back. His huge hard pale cock throbbed as the cool air of his room tickled it.

Ororo seemed to get the message and she slowly, sensually crawled over Mark’s body and got to her feet, practically having to stand in order to align herself properly with his towering cock so
her pussy was positioned right above it. Her big tits swayed hypnotically as she moved. She wrapped a dark hand around his cock and maneuvered it so the tip touched the edges of her moist slit.

Her eyes never left his as she sank slowly onto his cock.

She was tight. So tight—wet, hot, and trembling. Mark groaned as her inner walls struggled to accommodate him. Inch by inch, she lowered herself, her toned thighs quivering with the effort of taking him in. Her pussy clung to him with **** resistance, stretching visibly around his thickness. It looked as though her body was fighting to contain him, and losing.

“Ah—!” Ororo gasped. “Oh, Goddess…”

Mark’s hands explored her body, massaging her muscular thighs, her flat stomach, and finally her swaying breasts, helping her ease her way down.

I can’t believe this is happening. I -love this- so much.

Ororo moaned and began to move—slow at first, adjusting to the sheer girth buried inside her. Her hips rocked against his, her wetness flowing freely now, helping her glide more easily over the impossible length filling her.

“Ugh!” she gasped again as she bottomed out. Her eyes fluttered open and her lips curled into a dazed smile. “I’m… I’m so full, Mark.”

“We-oh!-we’re gonna do this all the time, Ororo,” Mark said.

“All the time!” Ororo readily repeated him as she hilted his cock within her again. "Oh! You’re so deep, Mark!”

“Oh fuck,” Mark felt much more confident now. The more mental commands he gave Ororo, the clearer and sharper his mind seemed to become, the easier it was to give her new commands. “Play with your tits, Ororo.”

“Ah! Oh my!” Ororo put her hands on her large melons and started pushing them together and pinching her nipples.

“Faster,” he grunted. Ororo’s wet, willing cunt gripped him like a vice. She sped up. Lewd slapping sounds filled the room when her ass met his hips. He began thrusting himself into her from below to meet her movements, loving the way her hot inner walls kissed and caressed his cock.

I'm going to make you -cum- for me, Ororo.

“Mark, I’m cumming!” Ororo’s cunt spasmed around his cock as she fucked herself even more frantically. Mark grabbed her hips to help her maneuver up and down his cock.

-Cum.-

“M-ah!-MARK!” She screamed his name as she came for a second time and collapsed onto his chest, squishing her big breasts against his bare chest.

-Cum.-

“Mark…” Ororo whimpered. She looked at him with watery eyes and brought her lips to his, kissing him gently. Mark kissed her back. He probed her plump, wet lips with his tongue and she yielded, allowing him access to her mouth.

“Mmm,” Mark felt Ororo melt into the kiss as their tongues intertwined slowly, delicately. She tasted like strawberries.

Wow…

Ororo gave an uncharacteristically girlish “eep” when Mark’s cock twitched within her cunt. He grabbed Ororo’s arms and pushed her onto her back. He clambered over her and slid his member into her pussy again.

“Oh fuck,” he growled as he began to thrust. Her body accepted him more easily now, though it still looked obscene—his thick shaft disappearing into her trembling folds. Her breasts bounced with every motion, her hands now gripping the bedsheets tightly.

“Mark,” Ororo’s hazel eyes were misty. “I want you to use me until you’re satisfied.”

“Yeah?” He withdrew from her cunt and slipped himself into her again.

“Ugh-huh,” Her lips quivered as he gave her a particularly strong thrust. “Please take me. I don’t care how long it takes or how you do it, just take me."

Mark drove himself further into Ororo’s cunt, savoring her warmth. He grabbed a handful of Ororo’s titflesh, mauling her breasts relentlessly as he used and dominated her.

“Ah!” He bottomed out inside her and held himself there. He looked into her eyes, searching for the barest hint of hostility or doubt. “Is… is it okay if I cum inside you?”

“If it pleases you,” Ororo licked her lips and gave him a wicked look. “But I think you'd like it if I wanted it, too...”

“A-are you asking me to..." Mark gulped. "You want me to make you want my cum inside you?"

Ororo shook her head and grinned. "I just want to please you. Is that so wrong?"

"No, not at all," Mark said and immediately began rattling off commands for Ororo's manipulated mind to absorb.

-You love the idea of Mark Williams cumming inside you.-

-Mark's cum tastes delicious-

-Mark's cum feels comfortable on your skin and inside of you.-

-The more Mark cums inside you, the more you feel like you belong to him.-

Ororo’s pussy squeezed and massaged his dick, drawing him closer to her womb.

“Incredible…” Ororo looked up at him in awe. “Your ability is truly -ah!- amazing.”

He felt himself reach his limit. “I’m gonna cum, Ororo!”

“Do it,” Ororo bit her lip. “Cum inside me, Mark. Make me yours!”

“Ugh!” he spilled himself inside of Ororo’s unprotected pussy. Her inner walls massaged him, coaxing as much cum into her grasping cunt as possible.

"Mark, I'm so full..." Ororo whispered in awe. She squeezed her vaginal muscles around his cock again.

Mark stayed inside her for a few minutes before he pulled out slowly, his softened member emerging like a fat python from a burrow. A deluge of semen poured out from Ororo's gaping pussy, that gave him an immense sensation of masculine pride.

Mark rolled over onto his back and tried to catch his breath, resting his head on his soft blue pillow.

Ororo curled up against him, resting her head against his chest and throwing a shapely thigh over his leg. He wrapped an arm around her, drawing her closer.

She looked up at him and smiled.

“That was incredible, Mark,” she kissed his neck. “Never in my life have I experienced so much pleasure from sex, and from a potential student of all people! I’m so lucky the Professor found you.”

Ororo's mention of Professor Xavier caused Mark to think back on his fears of the telepath himself and the other telepaths who would surely reside at his school for mutants. Mark had not the slightest idea how to defend himself against a telepathic **** and had no way to know if a telepath was accessing his mind, learning the truth of what he had done to Ororo.

As far as Mark knew, he had no natural defense against the abilities of a telepath. The thought of people reading or manipulating his mind unimpeded was unsettling to him given his own experiences as a mind controller. He wanted to find a way to counteract the potential weakness as soon as possible.

His manhood twitched when he felt Ororo's nipples harden against the side of his chest. He leaned down and kissed her. She responded eagerly and wrapped a smooth dark-skinned hand around his cock, massaging it gently.

Then again, perhaps planning could wait.