joins the party

Betsy Braddock and Alison Blaze have been good friends for many years. They’ve been through joys and hardships together, always having each other’s backs. By fighting side by side and being there to support one another, they grew into reliable comrades, yet, despite their solid friendship, they’ve never been very close. Alison had her relationship with Longshot. Betsy had her body swapped with a sultry Japanese assassin. They’ve always had their own things to deal with. As teammates they gelled, but they never had an opportunity to really come together as partners.

That was until today. Today the two X-women became more than friends, exploring each other’s minds and bodies intimately. Betsy and Alison lay naked on the small bed, bodies intertwined, lips locked as they made up for lost time. All their time together before felt like missed opportunities.

Both of them wanted to please each other, trying to lower their heads down one another’s body, only to end up meeting at the lips again. After a little bit of jockeying for position, they ended up with a compromise. They brought their bodies together, spread their legs and pressed their lower halves against each other. They pressed close enough to thrust their hips forward and touch pussies.

Alison’s eyes widened as she gazed into Betsy’s. She watched in fascination as their erogenous folds brushed against one another. The dark haired kunoichi gazed back full of desire, shivering with delight at their body graze. They pressed in close and started grinding, lifting their hips and rubbing up against each other.

“Mmm…” Psylocke moaned

“Ahh…” Dazzler gasped.

The two X-women immersed themselves in their mutually unbridled lust. They leaned in and kissed hungrily as their lower bodies grinded against each other. Alison sat up, cupping both of Betsy’s perfectly formed breasts and cradled them into her mouth to suck. Betsy leaned back and pressed harder into Ali’s pussy. They undulated up and down like a cantering beast. Every graze of the flesh was an opiate to their mind and souls. They bumped and grinded, oblivious to their surroundings.

Outside, **** was listening. He could hear the panting, the sucking, the kissing, even the squicks of wet pussy lips meshing together. As he wandered the halls, ears perked, he followed the sounds of debauchery, slowly making his way closer and closer to the carnal couple. He caught a wisp of the pheromones exuding from both libidinous ladies. They were lost in heat, ripe for the picking. The dark mutant smugly followed his nose. It wasn’t long before he weaved his way through the abandoned dormitory, finding the room he was looking for.

He could hear the soft moans behind the door. This was it. His targets were right behind there, waiting for him to claim them. He opened the door and walked in. His eyes lit up at the sight he beheld. Two X-woman, bare ass naked, tribbing and kissing one another all over. They were so enrapt with each other that they failed to notice his entrance. He observed for a minute, letting them enjoy themselves before he decided to step in.

“Ladies…” Dearth spoke. Their movement slowed as their hazy eyes trailed from gazing at each other to look at the interloper in the room. **** grinned and opened his arms. “Save some for me, chères!”

Psylocke and Dazzler pulled themselves off of each other, not taking their eyes off the evil mutant. They climbed to their feet and slowly walked towards him. They stepped as if in a trance, all the way up to the horseman of Apocalypse. Then, they both began to undress him. **** smirked. They were his.

Psylocke took off his top and then started kissing his shoulder and neck, pressing her fine breasts against his body. Dazzler took down his pants and was quick to get her mouth around his already half cocked dick. It filled her mouth and only grew from there. She expertly bobbed her head over it, quickly getting it to full size.

Without a word, **** guided the X-ladies back to the small bed. He would take Psylocke first, bending her over and sinking his rock hard cock inside of her. She groaned, as if feeling relief for the first time after this arduous day. Dazzler knelt down and rubbed her friend’s clit while **** started pumping into the telepath. Pyslocke bounced with each thrust, her flesh jiggled yet held firm for more. **** found his rhythm, pounding into Psylocke’s wet snatch with successive smacks. He could feel the telepath tightening up more and more. She had one knee on the bed, ass out and teeth clenched, pushing back at ****, urging him to give her more.

**** could sense that Betsy was close. He kept his pace and reached around to grope her tits, then gripped her hair and pulled her up so that he could ravish her neck and face with his mouth. She kissed back hungrilly as their bodies bopped together. She reached around and clung tight. Alison was in front of her, rubbing her off and kissing her front. Soon, Betsy let out a cry and her body shook. Juices started flowing down her legs. She continued to ride even though her eyes looked spent. **** dismounted and let her fall onto the bed. He grabbed Dazzler by the waist and pulled her up to him.

Alison’s eyes grew like saucers as she realized it was her turn now. **** wrapped his hands around the pop star’s ass, pulling her up onto his waiting pestle. She fit it on with ease, wriggling her hips to sink herself deep onto him. **** gave her a thrust and she bounced up and landed back down on his stiff cock. He gave it another go and Alison bounced again. They went at it, with **** holding Dazzler up while she bounced on his cock. He could feel her vaginal walls squeeze around his member, making it extra tense every time she bounced.

**** sat on the bed, keeping Alison hoisted around his waist. The songstress took command, working her hips over ****’s hard cock as he sat back and enjoyed while Betsy caressed his body. Dazzler dribbled her ass on ****’s lap with a steady pat pat pat. It felt like her pussy had a suction grip around his phallus, pulling it up hard before slamming back down over it. The rigorous fucking brought the villain close to the edge. He tensed up, gripping Dazzler by the waist and pulling her down onto him. He didn’t need permission to cum and he was more than ready to fill her up with his spunk.

Dazzler felt all of ****’s muscles ripple under her. She delighted in pleasuring him into a climax, feeling herself ready to burst as well. She kept pumping her body over his, fucking his penis until it was on the cusp of release. She edged him on, getting as much body contact as she could with long, sweeping thrusts. Eventually it was enough. **** grunted and discharged inside her like a fully pressurized hose!

“Ahhh!” **** groaned.

“AAAAHHH!” Dazzler cried, feeling her womb become engorged in his hot sticky cream. The feeling of warm fluid filling her insides was enough to send her over the edge. Her body convulsed and she let out another cry. “AAAAAHhh!!”

Dazzler bucked over ****. Sparks flew as her mutant power involuntarily activated! They humped some more before Dazzler couldn’t take anymore and had to pull off. As soon as she got up, a fountain of jizz geysered out, spreading everywhere. Psylocke went down and started cleaning it with her tongue. Dazzler needed a moment to recover, but once she had, she joined her teammate with her own tongue.

**** lay back on the bed, letting the ladies lick him clean, basking in his success. He had recruited two formidable X-men, making him one step closer to growing his army.