Waking up Blowjob, Jean comes to the Rescue

Drenched in sweat, I woke up in my bed. My heart was pounding madly in my chest and sweat was running down my forehead. My breathing was as fast as if I had just run a marathon. I stared at my hands and clenched them into fists. That dream. Had it just been a dream? Or some kind of prophecy? Could mutants see the future? What if my father was really on his way? What if he was going to take Jean away from me? I had to do something. But before I could even get up, my door was yanked open. Out of reflex and because of the terrible dream I just had, I reacted in panic and threw the first best thing at the "attacker". Whether now a pillow was suitable to stop a mutant was a matter for debate.

"Dean!" I heard a female figure shout as my pillow hit the "attacker" directly in the face. My gym teachers would have been proud of this masterful throw. Panicked, I pushed myself into the corner of my bed and stared at the figure. In my mind's eye, I saw Purple Man standing there until I heard a voice.

"Dean?" I suddenly heard Jean's worried voice and saw her take the pillow from her face. She saw how scared I was and just threw the pillow on the floor. Immediately she rushed to me and slammed the door with her foot. Then I was already lying in her arms and felt how she pressed my head against her chest. Worried, she ran her hand through my hair.

"Dean. It's all right! It was just a nightmare!" she said soothingly and I could feel all the dams breaking inside me. I felt helpless and started sobbing. It took some time until I had calmed down enough to realize that she was right. It was just a terrible dream. I felt her lips gently lowering to my forehead and she gave me tender kisses while trying to calm me down. Slowly my breathing calmed and my trembling subsided.

"I'm sorry." I finally said and wiped my face one last time. "About the pillow...I mean!"

"It's all right! Logan would have been very proud of that throw!" she smiled and then pressed her lips to mine. That kiss was all I needed to calm me down again. I could literally feel her worrying about me and it felt good.

"Why...are you here?" I finally asked and she smiled reassuringly at me.

"I sensed you were panicking. I came immediately." She smiled and gently pushed me back onto the bed. "Let me help you!" Before I understood what she was up to, she knelt over me and pulled my boxers down to my knees. Gently her lips pressed down on my cock and I stared in fascination at her lips. Slowly she began to lick over my rapidly hardening cock and as soon as it was hard, she gave my glans a kiss and smiled at me.

"Are you feeling better?" she breathed before her lips closed around my cock and her head slowly lowered over me. Deeper and deeper my best piece disappeared between her lips as I felt her start to suck. Her head moved up and down while her hands were kneading my balls. Immediately I moaned lustfully which only spurred Jean on to apply more pressure. Slowly she straightened up and looked at me. Then she took off her blouse and pulled down her bra. "Let me help you forget all your worries!" she breathed as she knelt beside the bed. Then she pulled me to her and knelt between my legs. She pressed her tits against my cock until it had completely disappeared between her hot breasts. Then she squeezed them together and moved up and down.

"Yes Dean! You like that?" she breathed as she drove me crazy with her movements. "Mhmmm yesses...I had such a beautiful dream about us! That's why... let me make your dreams come true now!"

What was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to think? Everything in my head was about the desire I just felt. Even if the dream had taken a terrible turn, it had been quite exciting. I could clearly feel my body longing for release. Even if Jean hadn't come here, I probably would have done it myself long ago to calm myself down. So, it didn't take long until I started to turn back and forth on the bed... feeling how I was about to come. But Jean just smiled at me and breathed.

"I want you to cum in my mouth. Do you want me to swallow your cum? Mhm. Tell me dean! Tell me to take your cock in my mouth! Mhmm, I want to have your hot juice in my mouth! Yaaaa Baby... Cum all Over my mouth! Yaaaa... Baby!!!!"

"YES!!! Jean! Come on... I'm going to cum!" I moaned and she rammed her own cock into her mouth. She took it so deep that she had to gag and yet she was eager to try. Then I already came in her mouth. I saw how her eyes widened and she closed her lips tightly around my member... It was clear to see how she swallowed and tears welled up in her eyes. It took a few seconds until she opened her mouth to gasp for air. My sperm dripped from her mouth back onto my cock, but as soon as she got her breath back, she started to lick me clean like a cat.

Breathing heavily, I watched and then she climbed back into bed with me, lay against me and purred softly.

"Are you feeling better now Dean?" she asked softly, looking at me with those beautiful eyes.

"Yes... but not just because of that..." I smiled sheepishly and looked at her. "But because you're here now."

"Do you want to talk about your dream? What happened?" she asked softly and I could feel her rubbing her body against mine. Since her breasts were still uncovered, they pressed softly and gently against my chest.

"I was dreaming about us... well, you and me..."

"And that scares you so much?" she said as she sat up, raising a brow as I watched all the pillows in the room begin to float.

"Uhm.... No! THAT part was glorious...but then my dad showed up...and..."

"I see." She said, spreading her legs and swinging herself on top of me. To my shame on I couldn't pay attention to anything but those 2 gorgeous breasts at the first moment. Only when I felt her finger on my chin and she pushed it up did I look at her face.

"Hey. I know you love them, but focus!" she grinned at me and I smirked sheepishly.

"So... your dad? I assume you don't mean Mr. Wayne but your biological father. So Killgrave?" she asked worriedly, seemingly starting to understand why I had been so worried. "Don't worry. YOU are nothing like your father. You're a good man! Let me prove it to you!"

With those words, she took off her pants and slowly sank down on top of me and I felt myself entering her. The world was all right again.