Rude and Lewd (X-Men, Scott/Jean/Emma, bedroom manners)
Betsy's eyes snapped open in utter shock. It was late, and she had been peacefully sleeping in her room...
Then Betsy let out a low moan and curled into a tight ball as a wave of sensation washed over her. She was still trying to recover when the second orgasm hit her. That one made her to convulse so hard that it knocked her completely out of her bed.
On the floor, tangled in her blankets and sheets, Betsy frantically tried to make a telepathic signal, but the interference was too intense.
The third orgasm was shorter, but strangely sharp. Typically male. That was Scott, of course, Betsy thought groggily to herself as she scrambled to her knees and reached for the cell-phone on her nightstand. She didn't use it very often, but this was an emergency.
Jean was given to quick, multiple orgasms -- something Betsy didn't know, but was now learning. Jean's second climax of the night made Betsy's entire body clench. In the process, she banged her head against the edge of the nightstand. Shaking her head to clear it, Betsy frantically punched in Scott's number. Scott was the only one who would actually pick up a phone in the midst of a threesome.
"Hello?" Scott's voice said hesitantly. He sounded distracted.
"Oh, for pity's sake, Scott!" Emma voice moaned in the background.
"Damn it, Scott!" Betsy yelled into the cell-phone. "You're telepathic gestalt is leaking! And everything is being magnified! Tell those two sluts of yours to..."
That was when Jean and Emma had a simultaneous orgasm. Actually, that's a rather easy trick for a telepath to manage.
When Betsy finally came to her senses, the cell-phone was laying under the bed as Scott's voice said, "Hello? Hello? Betsy? Hello?"
Betsy reached under the bed and grabbed her cell-phone. Putting it to her ear, she said raggedly, "This is really very rude."
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Date: 2009-12-07 11:53 pm (UTC)Betsy's eyes snapped open in utter shock. It was late, and she had been peacefully sleeping in her room...
Then Betsy let out a low moan and curled into a tight ball as a wave of sensation washed over her. She was still trying to recover when the second orgasm hit her. That one made her to convulse so hard that it knocked her completely out of her bed.
On the floor, tangled in her blankets and sheets, Betsy frantically tried to make a telepathic signal, but the interference was too intense.
The third orgasm was shorter, but strangely sharp. Typically male. That was Scott, of course, Betsy thought groggily to herself as she scrambled to her knees and reached for the cell-phone on her nightstand. She didn't use it very often, but this was an emergency.
Jean was given to quick, multiple orgasms -- something Betsy didn't know, but was now learning. Jean's second climax of the night made Betsy's entire body clench. In the process, she banged her head against the edge of the nightstand. Shaking her head to clear it, Betsy frantically punched in Scott's number. Scott was the only one who would actually pick up a phone in the midst of a threesome.
"Pick up, pick up, pick up!" Betsy begged desperately.
"Hello?" Scott's voice said hesitantly. He sounded distracted.
"Oh, for pity's sake, Scott!" Emma voice moaned in the background.
"Damn it, Scott!" Betsy yelled into the cell-phone. "You're telepathic gestalt is leaking! And everything is being magnified! Tell those two sluts of yours to..."
That was when Jean and Emma had a simultaneous orgasm. Actually, that's a rather easy trick for a telepath to manage.
When Betsy finally came to her senses, the cell-phone was laying under the bed as Scott's voice said, "Hello? Hello? Betsy? Hello?"
Betsy reached under the bed and grabbed her cell-phone. Putting it to her ear, she said raggedly, "This is really very rude."