Chapter-Eight
Returning to the living room Jonathan's nose was filled with the unmistakable smell of the orgasms that Ororo, Emma and Betsy were still releasing from their masturbating. Which was staining the carpet as Emma in particular screamed out Jon's named as her juices came out in a stream not contained since her pants weren't pulled up and actually managed to nail Betsy's foot. But who was so absorbed in her own fantasies that she didn't notice, that was until Jonathan said "Alright stop masturbating." And almost immediately the three women stopped to catch their breath as they opened their eyes to smile up at the black man who been in their heads for the last couple of hours.
Who went to first lay Jean down in an out of way corner of the room and then approached the other three ladies, letting them marvel at both his fit body and a course the massive dong that swung between his legs. "Oh fuck." Betsy swore "Very impressive." Emma said in a sultry voice "It's quite the tool you got there Jon." Ororo commented as he got closer and his cock was leveled with her face. "Jean thought so, and so will you Ororo." Jonathan said as he helped Storm to her feet and then looked over at the other telepaths. "Go sit on the couch, turn on the television and slowly please yourself as you watch the screen while imagining what you were before."
With that said Jon lead Ororo into the bedroom, which now Emma and Betsy could see into because of the cameras that were set up to let the ladies watch Jonathan guide his next woman to the middle of the room before the bed. "You know I heard our people in Africa call you a Goddess not only because of your weather powers, but also because of your immense beauty. And seeing you standing before me, I understand why they would worship you as their Goddess. A course now you are my Goddess, in service to me and me alone as the Goddess that will bear my children with our powers. Whose Goddess are you?" Jon asked as he held her chin "Yours, fully and proudly my love." She declared and Jonathan rewarded her with a kiss on the lips that she reciprocated by kissing him back and giving the two telepaths a scene almost out of a movie that had two lovers kissing passionately.
As they did so Ororo molded her body to Jon's and liked how it fitted perfectly against the mussels of the man, who hands, that been on the bare exposed skin of her stomach, moved to slip beneath the bottom part of her suit and took hold of Ororo's ass. Who muffled moans could be heard through the kissing as Jonathan gave her butt a firm squeeze, then when the kiss ended he moved his mouth to the side of Ororo's neck and began pinching the skin between his teeth. "Oh Jon!" Ororo moaned as she held his head in her wrapped around hands. Which mostly hid Jonathan's body by the cape, "Unclip that cape from your wrists." He said between leaving love bites on her neck and Ororo complied to the command by undoing the clasps of the cape on her arms. So soon the only thing keeping it on Ororo's person was the ruby on her chest, which briefly glinted in the light as Jon stopped his neck biting to finish the job by moving one of his hands from Ororo's ass to grab the gem and showing off his immense strength by tearing it off completely.
With the cape sliding off her shoulders and onto the ground it truly looked like Ororo was wearing an exotic swimsuit, which made Jonathan think about a similar suit being worn by his super model girl on one of her shoots. Refocusing on his task Jon took hold of the golden ring and began pulling it up to make the lower half rub against Ororo's sensitive parts and cause the white haired mutant to gasp and moan. Which increased the more Jonathan pulled, along with his other hand slipping underneath the upper half of the suit to grab hold of the breast and flick his fingers over the hidden nipple.
"Such a revealing design outfit, were you trying to be as sexy and exposing as Emma?" Jon asked and Ororo managed to shake her head and say through her gasps, "N… Not… in… intentionally… I just w… wore similar c… clothes in Af… Africa…" Jonathan raised an eyebrow "So it was a subconscious decision, or were it because you secretly enjoyed having men lustfully gaze at your form?" Ororo was about to object, but then hesitated as the power of the hypnotic spell compelled her to answer him truthfully. "Perhaps a… little bit." Jon smiled "Well those fans would probably blow off their tops if they saw you like this, or maybe even this." And with a great ripping sound Jonathan pulled on the ring and managing to pull practically all of the suit off. Leaving Ororo naked, except for the boots and the tiara still on top of her head.
Who was surprised by the action as Emma and Betsy, who watched Jon toss the still connected pieces of the bikini in the corner where the remains of Jean's suit were. He then took Ororo's breasts into his hands and leaned down to close his mouth over the left dark nipple. The feeling of teeth nibbling on her tit made Ororo scream and yet she grabbed the back of his head to pull him closer to her chest. The scene was exotic to the two telepaths, both of whom secretly extended their minds to Ororo in order to feel a bit of the pleasure Jonathan was giving her. Which made all three women come at the same time as Jon laid Ororo onto the bed and ate out of her pussy, the juices of her previous orgasms still remain for his tongue.
Followed by his once more hardened cock that slid into a pussy which was quite tight, "I heard a rumor that you dated the King of Wakanda. Didn't he have a large cock?" Jonathan asked "Not as… big as yours…" Ororo said between her moans as she felt like she was being split. Which the still mind connected purple and blonde haired women also psychologically felt as if they were feeling their pussies were being destroyed prematurely by the beast from entry to cervix. That beast soon began its rampage as Jon pulled it out to the head and then slammed the shaft back into Ororo, who clung to him desperately trying not to blackout as she was soon fucked by a man who occasionally kissed his 'sister of another black mother' and ready himself to put a 'daughter' into the eye of Storm for another five hours.