Harry smiled, he was in one of the most exclusive night clubs in all of London, you would have to either make a reservation months ago or you would have to be well in to get your foot through the door. Needless to say, his green eyes sparkled and he was well in, with his many connections. One of the richest young men in the world and the owner of an impressive technology company, Harry had women throwing themselves at his feet.

Some of them he just stepped over, because they were the type of women that were far more trouble than they were really worth and that was really not an opinion, that was a fact. Some of them might be worth his interest if they grew up just a little bit.

That being said, he smiled when she approached him at the bar, she had a bright and vibrant smile, and an exotic look, with purple hair that shimmered in the light. She had gorgeous eyes that stared straight towards Harry, and she wore a red dress that wrapped snugly around her assets. She had a tight ass and long legs, which pleased Harry.

"Is this seat taken, luv?" she asked him, and quite brazenly, she sat down on his lap, before the bartender made his way to the bar, so she could order her drink.

"Best seat in the house, and you just got in time to snag it," Harry said, the young woman in his lap had an exotic look, Oriental looking with purple hair and she had a British accent, that made her quite sexy.

"Well, aren't I naughty?" she asked with a smile on her face. "How are things, Harry?"

"They're good, Betsy, thanks for asking," Harry said, running his fingers through her hair and she smiled at him.

Elizabeth Braddock, Betsy to her friends, was a rich socialite in British society, whose parents had ties to the Hellfire Club, the same as Harry's mother. Lady Braddock smiled, taking the drink and she slowly slipped on it.

They were both mutants, and they were aligned with the X-Men although not official member. Harry and Jean took over the school after the untimely demise of Charles Xavier and Scott Summers at the hands of Apocalypse some time back.

"I heard that you opened up your eighth company this year," Betsy said with a smile and she turned around, straddling his lap. She slowly brushed the strand of hair out of his face. "And SLO is going to have their phones in every hot little hand in the world, and…"

"You can't really keep them on the shelves," Harry said and she smiled.

"Yes, I saw, thankfully people are somewhat civilized and able to keep their hands to themselves, fortunately," Betsy said, slowly running her hand over Harry's hair and she sipped her drip.

She could feel Harry's hands grab her from behind daringly and she smiled, looking at him. She slowly licked her lips, he looked good enough to eat.

"I think that they're about ready to burn a hole through me," Betsy said, mockingly blowing them a kiss which caused the group of airhead girls to slink off like sullen schoolgirls.

"Well, you're in a position that many would envy," Harry whispered and Betsy grinned.

"And I'm going to remind them, why they should envy it?" Betsy asked and she lead Harry out to the dance floor.

She locked her arm around Harry, and she run her free hand down his chest, going down his abs, and then stopping suddenly, coming short from his crotch and then moving up.

Harry spun her around on the dance floor and she smiled, feeling herself dipped back. Betsy showcased her great flexibility, which had other perks and benefits other than dancing, and then he pulled her back up.

Betsy was caught with a burning kiss and she returned it with equal fever, the two of them enjoying and indulging themselves in each other. It was the kind of kiss that curled tongues and soaked panties, and Betsy was backed off against the wall, nearly touching it.

"I need you now," Betsy whispered and she was left slumped against the wall, breathing and the music kicked up, it was a jazzy tune, something that some might be able to hear out of a cheap porno.

'Fitting,' Betsy thought, and she groped his crotch with a smile, but she could see the bouncer giving both of them the evil eye. Whether it was out of jealously towards Harry, or the inappropriate and quite naughty behavior she was exhibiting, she didn't know.

"Let's head upstairs, I have a room," Harry said and Betsy wasn't going to protest, with Harry scooping her up in his arms and traveling with her up the stairs.

He smiled once more, with Betsy grabbing onto his arm and kissing him intensely when they made their way up the stairs.

He traveled with Betsy in his arms and the door swung open, when they made their way into the bedroom with each other.

Betsy could see the room was illuminated by candles and the scent was causing her mind to go to wonderful places.

"You know, my panties are so wet that I can't even stand it," Betsy whispered to him and Harry set her down on the bed, and he worked his fingers slowly up her leg, causing her to whimper with pleasure. She gave a lustful whimper. "That's not helping."

"Well, let's get those panties off if you're uncomfortable in them," Harry said, pealing her panties off, revealing her center with a strip of purple hair going down it. He licked his lips, her tanned thighs spread as far as they could go.

"Dig in, I know you're hungry," Betsy said and Harry grinned at her.

"Starving."

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure, her nipples growing unbearable and hard when Harry pushed his tongue deep into her pussy, causing her whimpering to increase.

"God, Harry, stick that tongue deep into my twat," Betsy moaned and the dark haired wizard buried his tongue into her pussy, her clear cum soaking it.

Betsy felt Harry hit her G-Spot and he rattled his tongue against it, increasing her pleasure. Her legs tightened around his head and he pushed his tongue deeper into her, working her over.

"God, oh, god, oh god," she moaned and Harry pulled out of her. "My, my, that's a mess, let me clean that up."

Betsy threw herself against him and wrapped her legs against his body, clawing her way through his shirt and removing it. The top half of her dress was down and it was sliding down her body, exposing her tanned breasts with brown nipples that beckoned to be suck but that could wait, she cleaned his face off.

"I'm going to suck all the cum out of your cock," Betsy whispered, gripping his iron pole through his pants.

"Well get on your knees and worship it then," Harry commanded and Betsy's legs clenched together, she could feel more of her juices gush out of her, when she dipped down onto her knees and her heart skipped a beat.

She slowly began to undo Harry's pants, pulling his massive cock out and watched it appear. She gripped, her lips kissed his cock long and lovingly, and then without any preamble, stuffed it down her throat with great skill.

Betsy's lips slurped and sucked him, when she deep throated him, and Harry groaned, when the young Asian/British mutant slurped his manhood, reaching around, and stroking his balls, causing his pleasure to spike once more.

"Damn, oh damn," Harry grunted, pushing himself deep into her mouth and her hot lips smacked around him, using her tongue to bathe the bottom of his cock.

Harry groped her breasts at her encouragement but she looked quite sexy and exotic on her knees, her purple hair forming a curtain around her face, and her eyes looking up at him with lust. She slurped him over and over again, making lewd sounds with her mouth that caused Harry's balls to tingle and his pleasure to increase tenfold.

She reached around and started to rub his balls and then she closed her eyes, focusing her telekinetic attacks on her own clit, driving herself to an intense orgasm.

"It's so sexy when you fuck yourself like that," Harry groaned and her mouth tightened around his rod with a vice like grip when she brought him deep into her throat.

'But it's sexier when you fuck me hard, so hard that you fuck my brains out, so I can't think,' Betsy thought to him and Harry grabbed her around the waist, holding onto her hair and slamming his manhood into her mouth. 'Oh god Harry, that's great, face fuck me, oh god, oh that's it, that's the best.'

Betsy could feel Harry work her into a frenzy and she closed her eyes, readying herself for his cum to enter her mouth and to choke her into submission. The Asian-British mutant took him deep into her throat and decided to add a little flurry for the telekinetic attack by squeezing his balls.

"Get ready and open wide," Harry grunted and Betsy's eyes were up towards him, and his balls constricted, before his orgasm was at hand.

The sexy telepath could feel his seed spray into her mouth and Betsy tilted her head back, to accommodate his fluids into her.

"Mmm, yummy," she said and she made her way onto the bed, stripping herself completely out of her dress, causing her naked body to be exposed. Her hair draped over one side of her face, obscuring it in a pure sexy and seductive pose, and she sauntered over, her tight ass swaying in the meantime, her legs drool inducing.

Betsy threw herself back on the bed, stretching herself out and she spread her legs nice and wide, showing her flexibility. Slowly, the sexy telepath brought her leg up so her ankle was up by her head and she did the same for her other leg.

She looked at Harry through her legs with a smile and then she rolled herself around on the bed, swaying her nice ass at him.

Harry was really hard at no time, watching her bend completely back, and her pussy gushed, his manhood throbbing.

"Harry, I'm empty, please fill me," she whispered, with a sexy smile and Harry threw himself down onto her and grabbed her hips, before ramming his throbbing manhood deep between her hot thighs.

Betsy closed her eyes, feeling herself stuffed full of his manhood and the mutant grinded herself back up, with Harry slamming himself deep into her.

"How do you like that?" Harry whispered, nipping the side of her neck.

"Very….very….oh yes," Betsy said, and Harry nibbled on the side of her neck, hitting all of her sensitive spots.

"I'm driving you nuts, aren't I?" Harry asked and Betsy used her telekinesis to make her pussy a little bit tighter. "Creative application of your powers, Miss Braddock."

"My teacher taught me well," Betsy said with a smile on her face, and he pushed into her tight vice when it hugged him.

Harry groaned when she was super tight and he pushed into her, building up quite the seed.

Betsy closed her eyes, with her hot thighs rolling up, and Harry drove himself down into her tight twat.

She was so wet and warm that Harry could not stop fucking her. He could feel her creamy thighs close around him, her legs stretching wider, to allow him to spear herself into him.

"Such a flexible bitch," Harry grunted, slapping her on the ass, which caused her to coo sexily.

"You keep me nice and limber, oh and you make sure my skin stays nice and wet, mostly between my legs," she said, pumping him and she could feel the orgasm between her legs growing.

His tongue lavished her breasts and Betsy suddenly could feel her pleasure spike even more. Her really sensitive nipples where bitten and licked up, and she grinded her box around him.

"That's good, that's good, cum for me, please," Betsy said, hooking her nails into his shoulder and encouraging him to fuck her harder.

She marveled at his stamina and his throbbing cock pushed deep into her hot walls, with her squeezing him, and milking his manhood.

Something had to give and Harry gave in her it, his fluids injecting into her body.

Betsy felt his hot cum coat into her walls and she continued to ride him out, feeling him inject his seed into her more and more, going deeper into her.

The hot mutant pulled herself away from him and then she got on her hands and knees.

"I believe you have one more hole that's in dire need of attention," Betsy said and she looked over her shoulder, seduction dripping from her voice. "Go ahead, bugger me."

Harry needed no further introduction than that and he could tell that Betsy was ready, her supple ass about ready to take him inside her.

Betsy could feel unmistakable pleasure, when he rammed himself into her ass, and she closed her eyes, when she felt her lovers hands move down her body.

"You couldn't go without this cock in your ass for long," Harry whispered and Betsy was pushed down onto the bed, Harry riding her into submission.

"No, no, I could never, not for long," she cooed and she could feel him continue to take quick and solid strides into her ass, her tight rectum squeezing him.

Betsy wasn't lying it got her extremely wet, to the point where she thought she stained the bed sheets with Harry drilling her into the ass harder. He ran his hands all over her body and caused her to whine in pleasure.

"I'm saving up a big load for you, you won't be able to sit down for a week when I'm done with you," Harry said and Betsy closed her eyes, and felt him ram into her even harder yet.

"Well, I would hope so, or you wouldn't really be doing your job."

Betsy's ass was extremely tight and she worked out well and was proud of it, he put her through the paces something fierce and he could fuck her all day long.

She could feel the sheets stick to her when he rammed into her hard from behind, and something was once again about to give.

Betsy welcomed another dose of cum, filling the third hole for the evening, this time into her ass. She could feel Harry's hands stimulate her vagina but then she realized that his hands were firmly on her hair, so he was using his telekinetic powers to psy-finger her into one of the most intense orgasms that she ever felt.

The woman collapsed on the bed.

"I'm going to sleep now, you better be ready for another round though when I wake up," Betsy whispered and Harry turned her around, and looked her in the eyes.

"Don't worry, you can count on it,"

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