Private Tutorship (Jean Grey)

Jean Grey thought that she would be happy with Scott. That the two would be able to make it work and stay together. Instead, she found him in bed with Emma Frost. The same woman that had been their enemy a year ago.

Initially, Jean had wanted nothing more than to barge in and scream at both of them. But then she decided to take a page out of Frost's book. She thought she could steal her man? Then she would get another.

And with Logan gone, per usual, she knew exactly who to get help from.

That was why, on this afternoon when most of the X-Men were on a mission and the other students were busy with homework, she knocked on a particular door.

When it opened, she was greeted by the institute's newest student. A young man with messy dark hair, suntanned skin, and wild orange eyes.

"Hi, Jean. Is it lesson time already?"

Jean had agreed to tutor Jira in science a while ago. He had been having trouble understanding some of the concepts. At the time, Jean saw nothing wrong with just offering a student a little extra help. Now she was seeing the benefits of her choice.

"Yes. We have a lesson to go through. May I come in?"

"Sure. Come in."

Jean walked inside and closed the door behind her. The room was the standard one given to students. The only thing that was different about his was an especially sturdy bed, given how Jira's mutation could be at times. Perfect for today's lesson.

"Let me get my notes. We can..."

"That won't be necessary, actually," Jean said as she locked the door to the room. She had already done a mental sweep to make sure no one was around. There was no one around, and they had plenty of privacy.

"What do you mean Jean?"

"Today we are trying out a new lesson. Something different."

Intrigued, Jira dropped his notes. "Alright. What is it?"

"Something you'll need to know in life. We can start with this."

Jean walked over and gently grabbed a hold of Jira's face. She bought her face closer and placed her mouth on his. Jira's eyes widened when she slid her tongue in his mouth.

He pulled away. "Jean? What are you doing?"

Instead of answering, Jean shared her mind with him. She showed him what had happened. What she wanted.

"Oh," was all Jira could respond with at first. "Are you sure you want this?"

"I wouldn't be here otherwise. What do you say? Will you help me?"

Jira weighed his options. On the one hand, doing this could mess up the team. Scott would hate him. The professor might be disappointed. He wasn't sure how everyone else would feel. Though he doubted they would look at him the same way again.

On the other hand, Jean Grey wanted him to take her. And she never said everyone had to know. Ad he didn't really care to much about Scott.

He kissed Jean. She happily and hungrily returned the kiss.

She then grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back.

"I think we're both too covered up for what we're going to do."

Jira lifted his shirt over his head. He then pushed down his pants, leaving him in only his boxers. He watched as Jean took off her clothes. Unbuttoning her shirt and sliding her skirt off of her body. Seeing her in yellow lingerie convinced Jira that this was really happening. His blood was getting hotter from the thought. And his boxers were getting tighter.

Jean noticed.

"Someone's excited."

"Can you blame me?" Jira asked rhetorically. That earned him a smile.

Jean nibbled on Jira's lip and ran her hands all over his body. She pushed Jira down onto the bed and climbed up the top of him. Their bodies molded together as Jean kissed him, running her hands down his body. Jira felt her as well, letting his hands go down her back and squeeze her voluptuous cheeks.

Jean squealed slightly. She came back around and kissed Jira on the side of the neck. More kisses delivered to his neck, to his ear, making Jira groan when Jean worked him over. Her lips lingered on his abs and then at his waist for a little bit. She slowly moved down.

Her warm hands went inside his boxers and stroked his member. Every nerve ending of his body sang with the pleasure coming from her touch Jean slowly lowered, and made sure to maintain eye contact with Jira.

"Pay attention Jira. This is called a blowjob. It's what can happen if you impress a girl enough to get her into bed with you."

Her mouth touched Jira's swollen cock head and slurped on it. That caused Peter to raise his hips up. Jean smiled, teasing both herself and Jira by descending her mouth first down onto his cock.

"Woah..." was all Jira could respond with. Jean smiled at the reaction she gained from him.

She put her hands on Jira's lower torso and drove his cock down on her throat. The feeling of such a generous prick driving into the back of her throat made Jean feel really good.

Jira put his hands on the back of her neck, followed by a trip to Jean's hair. Jean slowly ran her tongue all the way down his base, and then up to the top of his head. Jean swirled her tongue around him and then kept licking his cock until Peter pushed up to meet her mouth.

"Fuck," Jira groaned. "Jean, you feel so good. If you keep this….I'm going to….."

Jira felt it.

"Oh shit!"

Jira's prick jerked as the contents went splashing out. Semen exploded onto Jean's face as she pulled her head up. It was dripping from her chin.

"Not bad," she said while slurping up as much cum as she could. She then leaned forward, leaving a peck on Jira's lips.

"Your turn."

Jean directed Jira to sit up on the bed. She then stood up and grabbed the edges of her panties. She pulled them down, showing Jira the red bush she had covering her entrance. She laid back down on the bed, her legs open.

"It's time for you to learn to pleasure a woman Jira. Keep your mind open and I'll show you."

Jira positioned his body over Jeans. He started feeling as much of her as he could. He flat stomach, her hips, her shoulders. He let one of his hands slide under her bra, feeling the soft mound underneath.

"Stop teasing me Jira. You know what to do."

That was the good thing about telepathy. It let you teach someone something without having to spend too much time. Jira had the knowledge of what he should do to Jean inside his head. All he had to do now was act.

And act he did. He grabbed Jean's legs apart and plunged his face inside of her. Jean's head reared back from the sudden wave of pleasure her body experienced.

He put in a lot of work to lick at her pussy, hands leaving her legs and grabbing her ass and pulling her in tightly for what was to come, for the excitement he was ready to be overwhelmed by. The tongue ignited more little pulses of delight and sensation within Jean, the sorts of which she had never gotten from Scott.

Jean reared back as her body reached its peak, gasping for air and yelling out in delight as she lost herself. Her white fluids exploded out, Jira's face getting painted with them. He lifted his head up, mouth wet and chin dripping.

"How was that?"

"Great," Jean said in a heave. Then she smiled at Jira in a provocative manner. "Do you know what else is great?"

Jira was about to ask when Jean tackled him. She made sure he was sitting up while straddling him. And without so much as a warning, Jean drove herself down onto his hard cock.

"And this- AH!" Jean screamed as Jira's cock pushed her walls wider. "Is how- OOH!- two people- Aah!- share pleasure."

Jira groaned at the feeling of Jean pushing down on top of him. Their hips met each other with Jean raising almost all the way up off of him and then slowly crashing down onto him. His cock pushed inside of her walls.

Very tight, very hot, and the juices which floated caused every inch of Jira's body to become envigored. He felt a very intense massage starting at his cock. Jean bounced up and down to pleasure him, to work his manhood. Her walls slid down, gripping Peter and releasing him with a few more drops.

Jira decided instead of being an observer, he should let his hand shave some more fun. He grabbed the side of her face and ran down her body. Jean threw her head back and encouraged Jira to explore her chest. He slid his hands to find Jean's bouncing breasts. Perfectly soft, and with very supple nipples. Jira squeezed them to cause a moan from Jean. Her loins reacted to his touching just as much.

"You are on fire right now," Jira said while holding Jean's hips. The fiery redhead smiled at the praise while she continued bouncing her body on Jira's rod.

"Is this-?"

"It's safe. Don't worry," Jean forced out while riding him. She had taken precautions before coming in in the form of pills. She wanted revenge on Scott, not to get pregnant. All Jira heard was that he didn't have to worry about putting a baby in her.

Jira laid Jean back on the bed as he felt his grip lessening. He was almost there.

"JEAN!"

Jira and Jean both yelled when Jira's damm spilled out. As did Jeans. The result was a sticky cock left in Jean's dripping pussy, along with two tired mutants on a bed.

Tired, but not exhausted.

So even when Jira pulled out of Jean and lay next to her, he still had energy left in him.

"Do you have another lesson planned?"

Jean smirked. She turned her body around. Her plump ass was in full view for Jira to see.

"Just one."

Jira, not needing any direction pulled himself up and moved behind Jean. Not taking a moment to hesitate, his cock slammed into Jean. Her pussy seemed much tighter the second time around. He stuffed her completely full and made her groan.

The unknown vessel for the Phoenix Force received a rush of satisfaction at Jira giving in to his more animalistic side and driving his cock into her from behind. He could barely fight back the small bits of scales that grew on his skin as he drove himself into her, Jean felt the burn of his huge cock just spiking into her from behind.

Each thrust brought her to an edge. She could feel the orgasm building up, reaching a fever pitch inside her body. She had to grab onto the bedsheets for balance as he plunged into her. Jira could feel the result of so much build-up about ready to go off at once. Jean lightened the reigns on his balls.

Jira's orgasm rapidly approached. He held onto Jean's waist while nailing the goddess on her hands and knees. Jira plunged his thick rod inside of Jean's inviting body time and time again. His balls looked about to give way.

"Jean, I'm almost..."

"I know," Jean breathed out before rearing her head back in a loud moan. "Together."

It didn't take much longer. Only a few strong thrusts later, and Jira's load exploded into Jean. Jean could feel him rush inside of her. His cum shot into her for several rounds. The build-up coated Jean's insides and made her feel a buzz beyond everything else. Jira kept her close, his balls drained as their contents went into Jean.

Their orgasm completed, Jira and Jean lay on the bed. No distance existed between their naked bodies.

And with hands unable to stop traveling one another, it was clear that their study session would not be ending any time soon.

I don't actually hate Cyclops. I think he can be a cool character when done right. He just isn't often done right.

I think the next chapter will focus on a comic book girl, after which I will spend more time focusing on girls from different mediums. Either anime or video games. Any preferences?

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Bye!