Scott and Jean

“Got’em” said Scott, waiting for his wife to look at him before nodding in the boy’s direction.

Jean smiled, “That was quick.”

“Well, there’s only one woman dressed like that around here. Given his profile…”

“…as a red blooded male you mean?” she asked as she looked at the petite Asian woman wearing a tight white dress that clung to her body, its hem very short. Behind her within the line to board the plane was a blonde teenager. He was facing away from them but a brief skimming of his surface thoughts confirmed it as she winced, “Oh god…”

“What?” asked Scott as he followed after his suddenly moving wife, who seemed quite intent on reaching their target. Unfortunately, the terminal was extremely crowded and the passengers debarking from the plane were only making it worse.

Jean narrowly dodged an unaccompanied minor currently accompanied by an exasperated looking stewardess as she mentally replied given the subject matter: He’s going to have sex with her right now in front of everyone!

Scott blinked and nearly plowed into a rotund businessman but he quickly mastered himself, evading with a muttered, “Excuse me.” Slightly irritated, he wondered why Jean wasn’t just mentally resolving the situation. Because first contact with another telepath is tricky. Given his level of power, I don’t want to mess this up. Even speaking to him telepathically could set him off. 

He mentally nodded and quickened his pace, Jean having managed to get a bit ahead after his run in with the businessman. When he finally reached the clear area just before the line of passengers waiting to get on the plane, he immediately tensed as he saw the way his wife was standing, shock and surprise clear as day in her body language. Coming up alongside her, he asked, “What is i-ahh!” He was brought up short as his eyes first fell on the Asian woman’s dress hiked up to reveal a leopard print thong between her athletic cheeks and then did an actual double take as he saw the teenager’s cock thrusting obscenely out from his jeans, the woman’s hand reaching back and sliding along its length.

If there had been any doubt that he was a mutant, it was forever put to rest by the sheer size of his penis. If Scott hadn’t been staring right at it, he wouldn’t have believed it to be real. He was uncomfortably aware that Jean, his wife, was looking at a cock much much larger than his own. Suddenly feeling hot, Scott abruptly realized he was becoming aroused by the erotic nature of the situation. Startled, he knew he needed to take action but a glance at Jean stalled him.

Like many mutant women, his wife was well endowed. Although like many X-women, a better term would be super-endowed and as such it didn’t matter what clothing she wore: the material always strained to contain her breasts. That Jean had long thick thimble like nipples meant her arousal was as noticeable as noticeable as his eight inch prick made his. The fact that one hand was pressing firmly into her upper thigh while the other softly tugged at one of her long locks of beautiful silky red hair were just unnecessary footnotes to the evidence of her erect nips pushing through the material of her dress.

His appreciation and consternation at his wife’s openly aroused state was interrupted by a loud voice and Scott turned his head to see their potential student slowly turning around clearly showing off his prodigious endowment to everyone at the gate, “Everyone stand still and look right here. No one wants to do anything to stop this. Just relax and enjoy the show. Think of this like some really good free porn. Touch yourself if you want but keep it covered. Well…if you’re a woman who knows she has tits a guy would like to look at, go ahead and give me a show. Oh and when I cum you will all have the best climax you’ve ever had. It’ll be your messiest orgasm too.”