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Festival of X

Chapter 21: One Last Romp

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New Olympus Temple – Pool
Saving the world and fighting for peace and understanding in a world that hated and feared mutants was a stressful job. Between Magneto’s attack on New York City, Charles Xavier stepping down, and Sinister becoming active again, the X-men rarely had time to rest and relax. That made enjoying this decadent ritual amidst the most luxurious settings in Nova Roma all the more vital. And for once, the X-men were able to enjoy themselves without something going horribly wrong.
After Mystique’s unexpected entry into the ritual, things settled into a more steady and relaxed mood. They had engaged in so many sex acts over the course of the day that at one point, everyone had hooked up with everyone else in some form or another. Even with the aid of aphrodisiac-laced wine, it left many fairly drained. So for much of the afternoon, everything slowed down. There was still plenty of sex, but it was less elaborate and less frenzied. Rather than use sex as a means to vent their pent up stress and desires, the X-men used it and the various amenities throughout the temple to relax.
Even in between sex acts, the X-men found ways to enjoy themselves. Some lounged around outside under the hot tropical sun. Some relaxed in the sauna. Some just curled up on the beds in the dormitories, enjoying the feeling of not having to save the world from destruction. A few times some of the men and women just got together and talked, staying nude the entire time. A number of men gathered in the lounges where they shared a snack and shared some of their sexual exploits. A number of women did the same, getting together in one of the spas and exchanging stories of their decadence. The overall consensus was that they had found plenty of satisfaction with this ritual. It had filled both their burning desires and their personal needs, ensuring that the X-men would be must stronger when the time came to save the world again.
By the time the sun began to set over Nova Roma, the effects of the wine had almost worn off and the ritual was almost over. According to Amara, the participants were to engage in one last round of sex before sunset to officially end the festivities. To accomplish this, the team split off into two groups. One group consisted of those who were romantically involved with someone else. The other consisted of those who were unattached. Jean had told Amara that she had something special in mind for the couples and she had some of the temple priests and priestesses help her set it up. But for everyone else, they took a more basic approach.
With the daylight fading quickly, this group of unattached X-men as they called it converged in the main pool. This included Sam, Amara, Danielle, Roberto, Tabitha, Elixir, Warpath, jubilee, Domino, Emma, Bobby, Kurt, Namor, Multiple, Monet, Mystique, and the Stepford Cuckoos. They had mustered up enough energy for one last outburst of lust and they made sure it was every bit as memorable as the others.
“Those poor romantic saps. They’re really missing out, wouldn’t you say, Josh?” said Domino, who was sensually pawing Elixir’s chest.
“Whatever you say, Dom,” said Elixir with a very content smile.
“And to think, I thought being single was a drag!” said Jubilee, who was making out with Kurt.
“It certainly has its advantages. Sometimes you need a strong reminder,” said Mystique as Warpath buried his face between her breasts.
“Is that a dare or a complaint?” said Warpath in a bemused tone.
“Keep pinching my nipples like that and it’ll be neither!”
Everyone in and around the pool was in the midst of heated foreplay. Domino had Elixir pinned on a lounge chair where she had been roughly groping his upper body while grinding her hips against his pelvis. Kurt and Jubilee were lying on their sides in a chair next to theirs, exchanging numerous kisses while raking their hands over each other’s naked bodies. Mystique was casually sitting on a chair nearby with Warpath on his knees in front of her while he aggressively groped and tasted around her breasts. Amara and Namor were in the pool where Namor held her up in his arms in the deep end while hungrily devouring her lips. Danielle and Sam were at the shallow end of the pool, sitting on the steps and fondling each other’s private areas to help them get aroused. And Tabitha and Bobby were sitting on the edge nearby where Bobby was making little ice cubes to tease her nipples, which she found very arousing. But while their foreplay was fairly basic, others were a bit more elaborate.
“Ooh! I like how ice feels on my tits!” purred Tabitha as Bobby formed a layer of ice around his hands and rubbed her nipples.
“You wouldn’t be the first woman to embrace this chilly little kink today,” grinned Bobby, who had stopped being surprised at how many women enjoyed this.
“Keep it up and I might just find a new way to enjoy ice cream!”
“That still wouldn’t be the craziest kink that someone discovered today,” commented Danielle while Sam was kissing around her neck.
“That’s for sure. I’m surprised at how so many girls seem to like it rough!” Sam said before giving her breasts a hard squeeze while shoving two fingers into her vagina.
“Mmm...I was referring to Roberto, but I think this works just as well!”
It was no secret at this point. Roberto had discovered during his lesson with Monet that he enjoyed being dominated by beautiful women. Armed with this knowledge, Monet and Emma essentially cornered him in an area on top of a mini-bed and where Monet held him down while Emma licked around his neck and chest, giving his nipples a few hard pinches in the process.
“Don’t be shy, girls. Pinch harder! I’m more durable than I look!” said Roberto, practically squealing with delight.
“I’m sorry. I don’t remember giving you permission to talk, Mr. Da Costa,” Emma scolded.
“Right...sorry, Ms. Frost,” he said meekly, yet still with a wide grin on his face.
“For that, I think he needs more punishment,” said Monet in a flat tone.
“I concur, Monet,” said Emma wryly.
Their foreplay grew rougher. Emma grabbed his face with one hand and held it in a dominating manner. She then lightly slapped his face while sloppily trailing her tongue down his cheek and neck. At the same time, Monet went to work on his rapidly growing manhood. She continued holding his legs down while roughly fondling his balls. For some reason, Roberto really enjoyed this and it help him become fully erect. Monet then toyed with it a bit, slapping it around and stroking it hard. Roberto groaned in response, but he still sounded like he was enjoying himself. And for Emma and Monet, the mere act of dominating someone was enough to get them aroused
Not far from where they were set up, the Stepford Cuckoos invited Multiple to join them in one of the hot tubs where they engaged in some heavy petting. They were enjoying the show. Each Cuckoo seemed to be getting aroused watching Emma and Monet dominate a man. Jamie made three duplicates to further their arousal, kissing around their neck while fingering their pussies under the water. It seemed appropriate that a man who could make multiple copies of himself would be best equipped to satisfy three horny triplets.
“I’m amazed you girls don’t seem the least bit awkard,” said the Jamie clone who was fingering Mindee.
“Isn’t Emma technically your mother?” said the Jamie who was fondling Celeste’s breasts.
“Since when have we cared for technicalities?” said Celeste, purring softly while never taking her eyes off Emma and Monet.
“This isn’t even the fifth most awkward thing we’ve seen Ms. Frost do,” grinned Mindee mischievously.
“You shouldn’t even care, Jamie,” said Phoebe, “Watching this is getting us very horny. And I hope you have the manpower to satisfy us.”
“You do know I’ve already gangbanged every girl here at least once, right?” said the Jamie clone who was spooning Phoebe from behind.
“We know and we’re not impressed,” said Phoebe, pretending to be skeptical.
“The only way you’ll prove yourselves to us is to show us!” they all said at once.
The Multiple clones eagerly took the triplets up on their challenge. They stepped up their foreplay, directing their attention away from Emma and Monet’s show by pulling them into a stronger embrace. He soon had all three of them pinned to the side of the hot tub where he thoroughly explored their naked teenage bodies with his hands. They definitely had the best of Emma Frost’s genes and that included Emma’s knack for seductive gazes. They may have just been teenagers, but they had the three Multipe clones fully aroused and ready to flex their sexual manpower. Even after so much sexual exertion, some were still intent on showing off their sexual talents.
Namor was another one who never seemed to stop showing off and he certainly didn’t hold back with Amara. Being a princess, Namor took a special interest in her. He was currently holding her up in his powerful arms, keeping her suspended in the water while she held onto his perfectly toned muscles with her arms and legs. She clung to his perfectly smooth flesh with desperate lust, willingly succumbing to his lustful onslaught. It was no secret that Namor had a thing for beautiful blonds. While he may never be able to seduce Sue Richards, she was more than willing to entertain his royal libido.
“Mmm...your highness,” Amara gasped through her burning arousal, “You know how to treat a princess.”
“But of course,” said Namor proudly, “Namor always gives special care to those of royal blood. And you, Ms. Aquilla, exude a special kind of regal appeal.”
“I’m sure you say that to every beautiful blond,” she teased.
“Namor never teases...ever,” he said in a dead serious tone, “And if your royal loins can handle Namor’s, then I would advise you to cease such teasing.”
Only a man such as Namor could make an orgy sound so serious. But seeing as how there had been so much teasing throughout this ritual, it seemed pointless now. The sexual energy was building up one last time. Whatever fatigue or soreness that had set in over the course of the ritual was set aside one last time. They were ready to indulge in one last heated orgy. Within the deep end of the pool, Amara sensed this and felt the time was right to make one final push.
“With that in mind, let’s finish this ritual in the most pleasurable way possible!” Amara announced, “Everyone, the sun is about to set! That means time is almost up for this ritual. So make the most of it! Indulge in coitus and praise the gods for granting us this gift!”
“Praise the gods indeed!” said Namor.
By the decree of the princess, the foreplay cased and one final round of heated sex followed. Namor made the first move, shifting his grip so that he now had a firm hold on Amara’s perfectly shaped ass. Then with most of her body still submerged under the water, he lowered her onto his dick. The Nova Roman princess let out a high-pitched moan, hooking her legs around his waist harder and digging her nails into his shoulders as he started bouncing her up and down his manhood. Her moans soon mixed with others as they began indulging as well.
Domino grabbed Elixir by his sides, keeping him pinned as she rose up slightly and lowered herself down onto his cock. Jubilee followed suit with Kurt, turning over onto her other side so that she was now facing away. This allowed Kurt to lift her right leg and insert his member into her vagina. He also slithered his tail around so that he could stimulate her clit while he fucked her.
“Oh-oh-ooh Kurt! You’re dick...you’re tail...feels so fucking good!” Jubilee cried out.
“Oh Jubilee...so hot and tight!” Kurt grunted in a deep tone.
“I don’t have a tail, but I...I’ve got my share of tools!” grinned Elixir as he grabbed Domino’s breasts and used his powers to trigger more pleasure in her body.
“Ohhh fuck yeah! Keep doing that, Elixir! Keep doing it while I fuck you!” Domino exclaimed, who rode his cock as hard as her remaining energy would allow.
Others tried to tap their remaining energy reserves as well. Warpath may have been more durable than most X-men, but even he had his limits. He had pushed them a great deal over the course of this ritual and Mystique wasn’t going to let him take it easy. He made sure he rose to the occasion. After having gone down on the shape shifter and stroking himself to become erect, he rose up and grabbed Mystique by the thighs. He then forced them apart so that they were as wide as possible before thrusting his dick into her pussy.
“Ooh! You almost seem...winded,” taunted Mystique, grinning as her body rocked under the force of his thrusts.
“Not as much as you’ll be when I’m done fucking you, Mystique!” grunted Warpath.
Keeping a firm grip on her lower thighs, the Native American mutant gritted through the fatigue and fucked this woman hard and fast. He elevated her hips slightly, forcing her to hold onto the side of the mini-bed to keep her balance. It ensured they both could vent what little sexual energy they had left and enjoy this last blissful experience.
Others were more subdued in enjoying their final lustful outburst. With his hands still covered in ice, Bobby pulled Tabitha onto his lap where she quickly adjusted herself so that her wet opening was aligned with his dick. She then lowered herself onto him and with her legs securely draped over his thighs, she rocked her hips in a slow and steady rhythm. Sam and Danielle adopted a similar rhythm. They remained in the shallow end of the pool where Danielle was now turned around so that she was bent over the side facing away from Sam. He then positioned himself behind her, the water only coming up to his knees, and guided his member into her pussy. Once inside, he steadily rocked his hips so that his length slithered smoothly within her tight folds.
“You like that, Dani? Want it harder?” asked Sam in a deep tone.
“Mmm...not this time. Just...keep doing what you’re doing!” said Danielle through light gasps, “And if it’s okay with you...I’d rather not create another illusion.”
“Ain’t no need,” he assured her, leaning over a bit to affectionately kiss around her neck.
“I hear you, Dani!” purred Tabitha, now clinging to Bobby’s shoulders as she rode him, “We’ve all had...plenty of kinky sex. For this last fuck...I’d rather keep it simple.”
“So...no more ice on your tits?” said Bobby with a playful grin.
“Well...maybe a little.”
Bobby laughed at Tabitha’s inability to refuse any sexual kink. He continued to accommodate her, keeping his hands iced up and giving her nipples more teasing to help add to her pleasure. He and many others had since learned that some girls were just naturally kinky.
The Stepford Cuckoos weren’t inclined to keep things simple either. Emma Frost had taught them better than that. Once they had their respective Jamie clones sufficiently aroused, they made one additional request.
“If this is to be our final tryst, I want you to double your efforts,” said Phoebe.
“By that, I believe my sister means she needs two dicks to satisfy her,” said Mindee.
“You girls are just so demanding,” said the Jamie that had been making out with Phoebe.
“I can’t imagine where they get that from,” said the Jamie with Mindee, glancing over towards Emma briefly.
“Criticize Ms. Frost’s teaching later,” said Celeste strongly, “Either double up or shut up!”
“We have no intention of ending this ritual unsatisfied!” the three triplets said in unison.
Multiple sighed and grinned. These girls weren’t going to make it easy on him. It may be a good thing that they didn’t because while it may be a drain on him physically, it would ensure that he wouldn’t end this ritual unsatisfied either.
Each Jamie clone stood up in the hot tub and made another duplicate. Now with two Multiples per Cuckoo, he coordinated his efforts to ensure each girl was in a position for him to fuck. The two Multiples with Celeste bent her over the side of the hot tub with one behind her while the other got out and knelt down in front of her. Together, one thrust into her pussy from behind while the other shoved his erect manhood into her mouth. Right next to them, the two Multiples with Mindee lifted her up and sat her on the edge of hot tub. Then one Jamie got between her legs and thrust into her while the other stood next to her, turned her head, and shoved his cock into her mouth. And in the center of the hot tub, the two Multiples with Phoebe held her up so that she was sandwiched right between them. Then they lowered her down so that one dick was in her pussy and the other was in her ass. She let out a loud moan while her sisters were muffled. And through Multiple’s collective efforts, he began fucking them at a similar pace.
“You dirty little girl! You want it so bad!” grinned the Jamie clone fucking Phoebe’s ass.
“Yes! YES! This is...what I want! Two dicks! One in my pussy...one in my ass!” Phoebe exclaimed.
“These girls...such dirty mouths!” grinned the Jamie clone thrusting into Mindee’s pussy.
“It shows!” said the Jamie clone face-fucking Celeste’s face, “Only dirty girls...can suck dick this good!”
The six Multiple clones continued to hump the three blond teens in multiple holes, which seemed like an appropriate way for them to satiate these three very sexual girls. They couldn’t move their bodies with the same vigor as earlier, but they could still maintain a fairly steady rhythm. Together, their naked bodies bounced, gyrated, and splashed within the bubbling waters of the hot tub. It was a strenuous exercise in lust for both a hive mind like the Stepford Cuckoos and a hive body like Jamie Madrox.
‘I’ve taught them so well, yet they still have so much to learn. I guess that will have to wait for the next orgy.’
Emma Frost may have been the only one contemplating another orgy at this point. She could sense how drained nearly everyone was at this point. Roberto sounded pretty winded already as she kept smothering her lips around his face and shoving his face between her breasts. Even Monet, who had been vigorously stroking and sucking his cock, seemed less energetic than before, but she did a better job of hiding it. They both didn’t have much energy left so they might as well put it to good use.
“Don’t get tired on me, you two,” Emma told them, “You heard the princess. Enjoy one last fuck before the ritual ends. It’ll distract us from how wore we’ll be tomorrow.”
“Well...only some of us may be sore,” said Monet as she gave Roberto’s balls another hard tug.
“Totally...worth it!” said Roberto with a goofy grin.
Feeling the need as well, Monet got on top of Roberto and positioned herself so that she was facing away. Then while holding his legs down, she lowered herself onto his dick and began bouncing up and down his length. At the same time, Emma pushed Roberto back down onto the mini-bed so that he was now flat on his back. Then she straddled his face and roughly shoved her pussy against his mouth where in instinctively began eating her out.
“Mmm...that’s a good little submissive!” said Emma sternly, “Eat me out and fuck Monet! Make her cum! Make us both cum!”
“He...he will! I’ll...make sure of it!” moaned Monet, already short of breath as she rode his cock.
The two women maintained their complete domination of Roberto and he didn’t mind in the slightest. And to make sure he didn’t get too greedy for pleasure, Monet used her telepathy to ensure he didn’t climax until they did. It was an uncomfortable feeling for most men, but Roberto had come to enjoy it and he made sure he played his role as the two women had their way with him.
It was like the final mile of a marathon. They had engaged in so much sex and had so many orgasms over the course of the ritual that at this point there was nothing ceremonial about it. This was just basic pleasure and maybe that was the point. After so much indulgence, sex was back to being just a simple pleasurable activity. That made this final romp all the more fitting.
They steady yet heated sexual pace continued. Blissful moans and grunts continued to echo throughout the pool, but they weren’t as loud or enthusiastic as they had been earlier. The men thrust into the women with less fervor, focusing more on just feeling around their naked bodies. And the women seemed more focused on just savoring that touch, working themselves up to one last orgasm. From above the pool, the large domed windows acted like a clock of sorts. The sunlight was fading fast as the sun set over the horizon. The whole area was now bathed in a unique twilight that faded as the sunlight waned. And before the final rays of sun could disappear, the last round of ecstasy filled the room.
“I’m close! I’m so close! Ooh fuck I’m cumming...one more time!” cried a desperate Domino, her face contorting with strain from her movements.
“I’m ready when you are, Dom. Just...let it out,” said an equally winded Elixir, “Here...I’ll help.”
Using his powers once more, Elixir touched her breasts and helped trigger another sexual release within Domino. She eagerly grabbed his hands, arched her lower back, and closed her eyes as her vaginal muscles contracted in one last round of bliss. And as soon as Elixir felt that distinct throbbing around his cock, he used his powers again to trigger his own release. He closed his eyes as well and clung to Domino’s naked skin as he filled her womb with one last loud. Even though he could manipulate every cell of his body, there was both drained and satisfied by this final peak.
Namor was another man who had unique talents that aided his sexual stamina. It aided him in bringing Princess Amara to her final climax. He kept bouncing her up and down his cock, still holding her slightly above the waterline. As he fucked her, he noticed the water around him becoming hotter. Her magma powers were triggered on a small scale, causing the water to steam up around them. It certainly added an extra element to their sex, which he found uniquely appealing. And when she finally climaxed, she let out an extra wave of heat that consumed them both.
“So hot! So good! You’re highness...I’m ready to cum!” Amara moaned.
“As am I, princess...as am I,” said Namor in a deep tone.
When the blissful sensations washed over her, Amara’s toes cirled and she threw her head back. Namor held her up a little higher, admiring her regal beauty as she climaxed. He kept moving his hips, slithering his cock inside her throbbing folds. The extra heat along with the tightness of her womanhood helped him achieve climax as well, making for appropriately royal orgasm.
The hot water from the center of the pool quickly found its way to the other end where Danielle, Sam, Tabitha, and Bobby were closing in on their peak as well. They maintained a much slower sexual pace compared to Namor. They were primarily concerned with relaxing and enjoying their final climax. The added steam from the pool made for a more sensual ambiance as they reached their peak.
“Mmm...is the water hotter...or is that just my orgasm?” wondered Danielle, now gripping the edge of the pool harder.
“Ah think that’s Amara! And Ah think Ah like it!” grinned Sam.
“So nice and steamy,” purred Tabitha as she steadied the movements of her hips, “A perfect way...to finish an orgy!”
“Don’t worry...I’ll keep you cool, Tabby!” grinned Bobby.
The heated water guided them to an equally heated orgasm. Bobby climaxed first, his hands still iced up as he squeezed Tabitha’s breasts when he climaxed inside of Tabitha. This triggered an extra shiver through Tabitha as she kept moving her hips against his, adding a unique feeling around the steamy environment. It helped send her over the edge as well with a few humps, causing her to cling to his icy hands and let out a blissful moan of contentment.
The extra heat in the water helped Danielle achieve her peak as well. Since her pelvis was just at the water line, the added heat over her folds gave her that extra push. Sam needed a few more thrusts, even as Danielle’s pussy throbbed around his member. He slowed down a bit, letting Danielle enjoy her peak before bending his knees and delivering a few more hard thrusts that earned him one last climax as well. They weren’t as vocal as Bobby and Tabitha were, but that didn’t stop them from enjoying it and sharing an affectionate embrace.
“Ooh fuck! I...I feel the heat too!” said Jubilee, the steam from the pool having reached her and Kurt as well.
“Me too,” moaned Kurt, who had been slow and steady with his thrusting.
The ambiance was just as appealing to Kurt and Jubilee. Like many of the other women, Jubilee found Kurt’s fuzzy embrace very stimulating. Even as her naked skin became hot and sweaty from the steam and the physical exertion, his furry body remained so soft. It helped guide her to her final orgasm. To make that extra push, she shifted her body so that she was on her hand and knees. Kurt kept thrusting into her from behind while using his tail to stimulate her clit. He also leaned over her and kept fondling her breasts, making sure as much of his fur touched her naked skin as possible. She clung to the sides of the mini-bed as the pleasure built up for one final release.
“Ohhh I’m cumming, Kurt! I’m cumming!” she cried out.
Jubilee rose up and reached behind to grasp onto Kurt’s fuzzy face as her inner muscles throbbed in a sexual release. This surprised Kurt somewhat, but he eagerly embraced her and kissed around her neck. Being the gentleman he was, he stopped his thrusting and let her enjoy her final climax. He was close too, but made sure Jubilee enjoyed hers first. Not willing to let this go unrewarded, Jubilee eagerly repaid him.
“Your turn!” said Jubilee seductively.
“Oh Jubilee...” was all Kurt got out.
While still on his knees, Jubilee rose up off his dick and turned around so that she was on all fours again. She then went to work sucking Kurt’s dick, giving him a quick and thorough blowjob to draw him to his own sexual release. It didn’t take too long. After less than a minute of thorough sucking and stroking, Kurt gabbed onto Jubilee’s shoulders and let out a deep moan as he released a final load of fluid. There wasn’t much, but Jubilee still made sure to lick up every drop.
“Mmm...you’re such a great guy, Kurt,” said Jubilee in a tired yet playful tone, “Your mother must be so proud.”
If Mystique was proud, she was too distracted to notice. Warpath seemed intent on showing that his durability was greater than hers. He had been rapidly pounding into her pussy, bouncing her whole body and testing her shape-shifting form. It was a strain for the both of them. Warpath held back his release for as long as he could and Mystique did as well, trying not to make it too easy for them. But at this point in the ritual, they were only straining themselves.
“That all...you can do, warrior?” grunted Mystique, clearly short of breath.
“Not...even close!” Warpath grunted back.
“You’re lying!”
“So are you!”
Their body motions became more chaotic. The whole mini-bed rocked and sweat poured down both their bodies, so much so that they didn’t even notice the steam from the pool that Amara had generated. Eventually, all this chaotic humping caught up with them. Their bodies finally gave out and they each climaxed. But it wasn’t clear who climaxed first. Even as Warpath’s member throbbed and released a wave of fluid into Mystique’s womanhood, he kept moving his hips. Mystique’s vaginal muscles started contracting as well, sending surges of hot sensations up through her body that caused her to contort in ways only a shape-shifter could manage. They only stopped when it became too hard to breath. By then, Warpath had expelled every last drop and Mystique could barely move her legs. They didn’t even say a word as the Native American mutant collapsed on top of her and succumbed to the strain.
Other lustful outbursts were every bit as strenuous for some. The Stepford Cuckoos effectively wore the Multiple clones down with their demanding lust. The two Jamies who were receiving oral sex from Mindee and Celeste couldn’t hold back. They each ended up climaxing before they did, letting out deep grunts as they shot loads of fluid onto their face and breasts. The Jamie that had been fucking Phoebe’s ass also climaxed, having to slow the pace as he filled her with his fluid as well. The three triplets were close, but the six Multiple clones would have to hold out a little longer.
“Damn! You girls...are really demanding!” moaned the Multiple that just climaxed in Phoebe’s ass.
“Don’t you dare stop! I’m so close!” Phoebe cried out.
“Make more clones if you have to! I...I want to cum again!” Celeste cried out, now rubbing her own clit to help push her over the edge.
“I...don’t think I can manage anymore,” said the Multiple clone that just climaxed on Mindee’s breasts.
“Then don’t! Just keep fucking us until we cum!” Mindee cried out.
Despite his own burning urge to climax, Multiple held out a bit longer. Thankfully, the hive mind of the three telepathic triplets and the Multiple clones helped. The moment one of them climaxed, the others followed suit. Mindee got hers first. The Jamie fucking her pushed her legs apart even wider so that he could penetrate deeper and Mindee, now leaning back on her arms, was sent over the edge with a few more deep thrusts. And shortly after she climaxed, the Jamie fucking her climaxed as well and the others around him followed suit as well.
The Jamie having sex with Celeste climaxed next. Having been hammering away into her pussy from behind, he could not hold back long enough for her climax. So with her naked body rocking against his, he just leaned over and fondled her dangling breasts as he released one last load of fluid into her depths. But Celeste didn’t seem to mind. As his member throbbed within the tight confines of her pussy, she skillfully stimulated her clit to trigger her own release.
Moments after Celeste’s peak, the Jamie fucking Phoebe got his as well. His legs became weak, even within the bubbling water. After bouncing Phoebe along his dick a few more times, his dick became extra rigid within her pussy and he got his release. Sensing this, Phoebe made sure she got hers as well by shoving the Jamie onto the seat next to Celeste. Still straddling his pelvis, she rode his still sensitive prick to her own climax. This seemed to cause him a bit of discomfort, but he didn’t seem to mind.
Roberto didn’t seem to mind the discomfort either. Even though he desperately wanted to climax, Monet kept him from doing so with her telepathy. She was still riding him hard, now leaning back and skillfully gyrating her hips to work his manhood within her pussy. At the same time, he had kept licking and suckling the folds of Emma Frost’s vagina. He couldn’t tell if Emma was close, but he could definitely tell that Monet was close. And the sooner she climaxed, the sooner she would let him climax as well.
“Just a...little bit...more! I’m so...so close!” grunted Monet.
“Mmm...careful darling,” said Emma as she rode Roberto’s face, “A perfect orgasm need not be strenuous...for either of you.”
“I can do it! I just need to...ohhhhh!”
The strain finally caught up with her and not a moment too soon. With one final sway of her hips, Monet actually fell back on Roberto so that she was lying on top of him as she climaxed. Her legs remained in a spread-eagle position as her pussy throbbed mercilessly around Roberto’s cock. She even squirted, something she hadn’t done since she joined the ritual. This powerful sexual release abruptly ended her telepathic hold on Roberto’s mind, allowing him to climax as well. His deep moans were muffled by Emma Frost’s pussy, but it was clearly a very strong release. His seminal fluids mixed with Monet’s in a somewhat messy mix of sex.
These strong releases left both Monet and Roberto breathless and drained. However, Emma Frost still hadn’t had hers. She had been close thanks to Roberto’s teasing and a few telepathic tricks of her own. But rather than make Roberto finish the job, she rose up so that the Brazilian mutant could catch his breath and pulled Monet off her.
“You’ve proven yourself nicely, Monet,” Emma told her, “But I think there’s room for one final lesson!”
Monet was too breathless to contest Emma’s request. She was practically limp when she pulled her off Roberto, laid her on her side, and positioned her pelvis between her legs. Emma then went to work, holding onto Monet’s leg and grinding the outer folds of her pussy against hers. Since Monet’s folds were still dripping with various sexual fluids, the movements were nice and smooth. She even had Roberto place his hand over her clit and use his solar powered touch to glide her to one last orgasm last orgasm.
“That’s it, my students! Make your teacher cum...one more time!” Emma exclaimed.
Monet and Roberto learned their lesson well, watching as Emma Frost arched her body in one final act of ecstasy. She was almost as tired as they were, but was too proud to show it. That didn’t matter though. She always had to maintain her special brand of dominance, even at the end of a sex ritual.
By the time the last orgasm had passed, the last rays of sun had disappeared. The twilight around the pool became dimmer and the air became much cooler. It seemed like an appropriate signal to the end of such a decadent yet exhausting ritual. The effects of the wine were finally fading. All their lustful energy had been effectively spent. It left them exhausted in ways that struck even experienced X-men, yet it also left them satisfied in ways that were nothing short of uncanny.
“Wow…I know I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve said that, but I’ll say it again,” said an utterly drained Bobby Drake.
“It’s worth repeating,” said Danielle, who was leaning on the edge of the pool for support, “I never thought so much sex could be so exhausting.”
“Exhausting…yet satisfying!” grinned Tabitha as she stretched her tired limbs.
“That goes without saying,” said Bobby with a grin.
“I’m still going to be sore as hell tomorrow,” sighed Jubilee, now laying on her side again next to Kurt.
“But was it worth it?” asked Elixir from the mini-bed next to hers and Kurt’s.
“Hell yes!” she replied.
Amidst their exhaustion and soreness, they all took a moment to settle. Bobby helped Tabitha up and they each laid down on a couple of mini-beds near Jubilee and Kurt, who were already resting comfortably on their sides. Danielle and Sam remained in the pool and just allowed themselves to float around while they caught their breath. From the deep end, Namor had to carry the exhausted Amara out. The Nova Roman Princess was so spent at this point that she didn’t have the strength to swim back. Always mindful of royalty, Namor carefully laid her wet and naked body down on another mini-bed.
“What say you, Princess? Has the ritual been fulfilled to your liking?” asked Namor.
“Oh yes…very fulfilled,” she said, still short of breath.
“It’s not the most decadent ritual in which Namor has participated, but I’ll concede it has its merits.”
“Do you always sound this casual after an orgy?” sighed Domino, who had since risen off a very tired Elixir.
“You act as though such acts are rare for the King of Atlantis,” he scoffed.
“And you people think I’m decadent,” chuckled Mystique, still casually leaning back on a mini-bed.
“As if you’ve done anything to change our minds,” muttered Warpath, who was far more drained.
“What can I say? Some are just more built for it than others,” the shape shifter shrugged.
As if to further spite the Native American mutant, Mystique got up from the mini-bed so that he could rest on it in peace. She then made her way over to the mini-bed next to Kurt and Jubilee. While they were both too exhausted and too naked to talk seriously, they would certainly have to have a few words before she left. There was no way she was going to return to her undercover mission with Sinister without leaving her children on a good note. And maybe she could even patch things up with Bobby.
Once he made sure that the Nova Roman princess was resting comfortably, Namor made his way over towards Emma. Along the way he passed the hot tub with Multiple and the Cuckoos, who had already settled into a more recuperative state. The three triplets slipped back into the bubbling waters, leaning onto each other for support. Multiple would have preferred they lean on him, but he was too exhausted to keep his duplicates going. He recalled the two remaining duplicates, leaving only his prime self. He remained in the hot tub as well, settling on the other side for some much needed rest.
Monet and Robert were just as in need of rest as well. After their domination games, Roberto remained flat on his back. His whole body was practically limp, but a content smile never left his face. Monet remained seated near the end of the mini-bed, leaning back on her arms as she caught her breath. She was too proud to show how tired she was. Emma Frost, who was every bit as tired, had to coax her into lying down on another nearby mini-bed.
“The lesson is over, Monet. You’ve more than earned an extended recess,” said Emma.
“You know me, Ms. Frost…always looking for extra credit,” she said breathlessly.
“Overachiever,” muttered Multiple from the nearby hot tub.
“And even overachievers need rest,” said Emma.
Monet didn’t have the energy to debate the former White Queen. Even she understood that perfection required rest. Once she and Roberto were settled, Emma rose up off the mini-bed as well. Namor arrived to help her, always eager to provide an embrace to a beautiful naked blond. This not being their first orgy, they were better able to endure the exhaustion. Since Emma had been the one to bring Namor into this decadent ritual, it seemed appropriate that he would share the post-orgy afterglow with her.
“You look like you could use some rest as well, Ms. Frost,” Namor commented.
“Speak for yourself,” she said wryly.
“Since when has Namor had to?”
“Point taken,” said the former White Queen, “But I hope at some point you find the humility to thank me for getting you involved in this lurid ritual that I knew you’d love.”
“You need not frustrate yourself. Namor is not above showing his gratitude, especially to beautiful women who share with him their rituals amongst other things.”
Namor’s expression remained as hardened as ever, but Emma could sense more than just his usual royal bravado. The King of Atlantis was never going to be as open and affectionate as she would prefer, but that wasn’t necessary with her. After what happened with Scott and Jean, she had a new appreciation for Namor’s self-assurance. It gave her more reasons to share other decadent plans with him after this ritual was over. If the way he embraced her was any indication, he was certainly open to the idea.
“Even after an orgy, the King of Atlantis insists on getting fresh with me?” Emma teased.
“Speak for yourself,” he said with a slight grin.
“You’re not going to ask that we join the others in their inappropriately romantic ceremony, are you?”
“Maybe at the next orgy, we could consider it,” said Namor with a suggestive undertone.
“If only you could say that without your hand on my ass,” she teased.
“You want me to move it?”
“Heavens no,” she said coyly.
The king and former White Queen set their future plans aside and focused instead on joining the others in their rest. Namor formally led Emma back into the pool where he could help her settle in an environment where he could better accommodate her. Now that she had successfully atoned for her past transgressions with the X-men, she could focus more on building a life more fit for the former White Queen. It seemed only appropriate that an actual king would be involved.
As the team settled in for some much needed rest, the whole area became quiet and peaceful. A decadent orgy in such a luxurious setting went a long ways towards dealing the rigors of constantly having to be heroes. It was more than just a celebration of lust and sex. It was a reminder that even heroes deserved some decadent self-indulgence every now and then. It gave them all the more incentive to save the world.
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New Olympus Temple – Central Chamber
‘The ritual is almost over. I know you’re tired. I know you’re sore in places you would rather not think about. But before this elaborate orgy officially ends, I want us to share one last special ceremony. Meet up with your significant other, gather whatever energy you have left, and meet in the central chamber. Let’s make finish this ritual in the best way possible!’
This was the telepathic message that Jean Grey had sent out a half hour ago. She made sure that only the couples received it and she made sure it had a very appealing undertone. This provided extra motivation to make use of what little time they had left. According to Amara, the ritual officially ended at sunset. That allowed just enough time for them to share one last elaborate sex ceremony.
With help from the temple priestesses and priests, Jean and Scott put together a fairly simple setup in the central chamber. It was similar to the initial setup they had when the ritual began. They arranged a series of small beds in a circular shape around a larger central bed. But these beds were larger and fancier than the mini-beds that were so common throughout the temple. They included special red sheets of the finest linens and matching pillows. And around each bed were several candle stands, each of which were lit with specially scented candles that matched the colors of the sheets. The bed in the center had a few extra candle stands and a ceremonial rug underneath it, which was adorned with some very special imagery that wasn’t immediately clear. It helped create a much more romantic ambiance compared to the overtly sexual setups they had experience thus far.
It seemed appropriate that after indulging in so much decadent lust that they would end this ritual with something more intimate. At this point in the ritual, those involved in committed relationships willingly opened themselves to sharing sexual intimacy with others. In doing so they exercised all sorts of lustful inclinations. In most cases it led to enjoyable sex with friends and teammates. In some cases it allowed them to lay old feelings and emotions to rest. It was distinctly different from the intimate sex they shared with their lovers. And rather than indulge in yet another act of lust, Jean thought it would be fitting if they took some time to celebrate with something a little more meaningful.
With the rest of the team enjoying their final indulgence in the pool area, the couples arrived in the central chamber eager to see what Jean had planned. Logan, Ororo, Warren, and Betsy were the first to join them. Rogue, Remy, Alex, Lorna, Piotr, and Kitty followed shortly after. Laura, Juilian, Prodigy, and Surge came last. And once they were all in the room, Jean wasted no time in getting things started.
“Hope you all have enough energy for one last ceremony,” Jean said to them as she stood near the central bed with Scott by her side, “I promise that this one will be the most memorable!”
“Given all the kinky shit we’ve done today, that’s gonna be a tall order, Jeannie,” said Logan.
“Don’t tell me you doubt my sincerity, Logan,” said Jean, pretending to be offended.
“Never,” he said with a grin.
“We trust you, Jean. That you can be sure of,” said Ororo.
“You guys have found all sorts of crazy ways to surprise us today. I think we can handle one more,” said Alex.
“Does that mean there’s a crazy reason why only couples are allowed for this ceremony?” asked Lorna curiously.
“Or why your bed is bigger than the rest?” Alex added.
“Yes, but it’s not as crazy as you think,” said Scott, sounding every bit as confident as Jean, “For now, just get comfortable with your lover and wait for the fun to begin.”
Each did as they instructed, locking arms and leading each other to one of the seven beds. The soft sheets and sensual ambiance made it easy to get comfortable. Some couples were already engaging in casual foreplay, fondling breasts and feeling up each other’s naked flesh. Others were somewhat drained, having vented so much lustful energy over the course of the ritual that they weren’t sure they had enough energy for another ceremony.
“Ah hope you haven’t worn yourself out, sugah,” said Rogue playfully as she and Remy exchanged a few casual gestures.
“Speak for yourself, chere. You be the one making up for all the kinky fun you missed out on when you couldn’t touch,” said Remy in his usual flirtatious tone.
“That supposed to mean something?” she said, pretending to sound offended.
“Yeah…it means we can focus on making our own fun now that you’re all caught up!”
“If only I had your energy, Remy,” said Prodigy, who was in the bed next to theirs with Surge, “I hope you don’t hold it against me if I’m not as durable as the others, Noriko.”
“Don’t even focus on the others, David. Focus only on us,” said Surge, who had her legs draped over his lap and her arms around his neck, “We’ve had our share of meaningless sex today. And I would like to make some of our last sex acts today more meaningful.”
“So would I,” he said with a warm smile
Prodigy and Surge embraced tenderly. Rather than engage in heated foreplay, they just laid back on the bed and enjoyed the warm feel of their naked bodies. Their sentiment was shared by many. As fun as it was to freely indulge in all sorts of casual sex acts, there was still a place for the loving and affectionate kind of sex that could only be shared between partners that loved each other. It didn’t need to be elaborate or kinky. It just needed to be sincere.
For some couples, however, these loving affections were more meaningful. Warren and Betsy were more desperate in their gestures and so were Piotr and Kitty. They were already kissing passionately and making out on their respective beds. Warren surrounded Betsy with his wings and arms while Kitty lay on top of Piotr, lovingly caressing his large muscles with extra care. Not long ago, Kitty had spread Piotr’s ashes over Russia, thinking she would never see him again. Betsy was thought to be dead as well. While their relationship had been tenuous at times, her recent return gave them another chance to love each other in all the right ways for all the right reasons.
“I can’t tell you how much I missed holding you in my arms like this, Betsy,” said Warren as the feathers of his wings lightly grazed over his lover’s naked skin.
“I missed it too, luv. Death hasn’t made me forget how much I enjoyed our feathery cuddling,” she said warmly.
“And I want to enjoy it even more this time around,” he said to her, “I don’t want to screw it up again.”
“You won’t. If death wasn’t enough to stop you from loving me, then I think we can look forward to much more feather cuddling.”
In the bed across from theirs, Piotr and Kitty shared a similar sentiment. But thinking about Piotr’s death made Kitty more emotional in her gestures. Tears even formed in her eyes under the weight of her passions. Piotr affectionately wiped them away while holding her in his powerful embrace.
“I missed you so much, Piotr. I know I’ve said it way too many times, but damn it if it still hurts when I think about holding your ashes and…” said Kitty, her words trailing off so she wouldn’t have to say it.
“It’s okay, Katya. I missed you too,” he said to her, “I wish I could stop the hurting.”
“That’s just it. I don’t want it to stop. It reminds me of how much you mean to me. And I don’t ever want to forget that.”
Piotr felt tears in his eyes as well as this amazing young woman conveyed her love for him through each gesture. It never ceased to amaze him how this girl could make someone as strong as him feel so vulnerable, yet so secure. The pain caused by his death may never fade. However, it served as a strong reminder to them, and to Betsy and Warren as well, that their love was strong.
The strength of such love was apparent with every couple. They had each come together in their own special way, but the depth of their love for each other was made it so special. For Laura and Julian, however, the extent of their love was still blossoming. Before the ritual, they had grown closer. They had even been intimate a number of times. However, their ability to explore their love was hindered by personal issues.
While Julian’s lack of maturity had always been an obstacle going back to his Hellion days, Laura’s issues were much more complicated. Growing up in a Weapon X facility, robbed her of the ability to develop close emotional bonds with anyone. The only one she ever developed such a bond with was her mother and she ended up dying by her claws. Since she joined the X-men, she had to learn how to forge these emotional bonds. She had already done so with Logan, who was like a father figure to her. And teachers such as Emma Frost, Jean Grey, Ororo Munroe, and Kurt Wagner had been a big help as well. But it was Julian Keller who made her feel these emotions in ways that often overwhelmed her. With Logan and Ororo’s encouragement, she convinced Julian to participate in this ceremony.
“Are you…comfortable yet, Julian?” asked Laura somewhat anxiously.
“I’m in bed with a beautiful naked girl. It’s kind of hard not to be,” he replied.
“Then why do you look conflicted? Do you not want to do this with me?”
“Hell yeah, I want to do this with you, Laura. I’m just a little confused, that’s all. After our initial romp at the beginning of the ritual, you pretty much ditched me. Even in an orgy, that’s sending some mixed messages.”
“I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intent,” she said to him.
“Then tell me why you gave me the cold shoulder for most of this ritual only to catch up so we can participate in some ceremony clearly meant for couples,” said Julian intently, “Because if we’re supposed to be a real couple, I would like to know for sure.”
His sounded almost as overwhelmed as she was. Together, they were both sitting upright on their knees with their arms only lightly draped around each other, as if they were hesitant to fully embrace each other. Julian clearly wanted to embrace her, but not without a clear understanding of what this meant to them and their relationship.
There was no getting around it. Laura couldn’t keep avoiding the powerful emotions she felt for this boy. She sensed that he felt them too. She could practically smell it on him every time he looked at her. But she avoided embracing it because she didn’t understand these emotions. She refused to hurt Juilian the same way she hurt her mother. This ritual allowed her to explore emotions in a unique way, helping her separate the passionless sex acts she did as a teenage prostitute from sex acts that were more meaningful. She had made a lot of progress in the span of one decadent ritual, but she needed to take it further. She needed to confront these overwhelming feelings once and for all.
“Logan once told me that understanding emotions is like fighting blindfolded. You can’t make sense of everything around you and sometimes you get hurt because of it,” Laura said as she began to explain herself.
“That sounds like something Wolverine would say,” sighed Julian.
“You know I’ve been…struggling with emotions since I joined the X-men. And you’ve been the source of many overwhelming emotions, Julian.”
“Um…sorry?” he said sheepishly.
“Don’t apologize. These are emotions I don’t mind even if I don’t understand them. That’s why I’ve been avoiding you for most of this ritual. I’ve been trying to understand them better because until recently, the most intimate thing I ever did with anyone was either kill them or fuck them for money. And I don’t want that for us. I’ve done a lot of self-exploration with this ritual, learning how to incorporate emotions into meaningful physical acts. And if you feel the same emotions for me that I feel for you, then I want to express them in all the right ways.”
The former living weapon finally allowed some of these emotions to show as she pulled Julian into a warmer embrace. Now the front of their naked bodies were intimately meshed, their warm skin conveying the feelings that had been so confusing. Laura was a battle-hardened killer, but even she was somewhat anxious under the power of these feelings. Yet despite her disposition, Julian embraced them with her.
“You know, I knew from the day I started crushing on you that it was going to be a challenge,” said Julian with a half-grin.
“Yet you don’t seem as overwhelmed,” Laura pointed out, “Does that mean you understand these emotions?”
“News flash, Laura. Nobody really understands emotions,” he told her, “But they do understand when someone means a lot to them. And you, Laura Kinny, do mean a lot to me. But since understanding emotions is such a pain, I think we’re better off just expressing them.”
Expressing these emotions for Julian meant capturing Laura’s lips in a passionate kiss. It was deeper and more intimate from the many kisses they had shared with other partners over the course of this ritual. With their lips locked, Julian laid Laura down on the bed so that they were both on their sides, allowing them to more freely explore each other’s naked bodies. It was still overwhelming, but in a good way this time. It made the most sense of anything she had learned about emotions to date. Rather than agonize over trying to understand these emotions, she and Julian would communicate them through actions. And with everything they had learned throughout this ritual through various sex acts, they were more than equipped convey the necessary feelings.
Before long, every couple was comfortable on their beds and making out in a passionate embrace. There kissing, touching, and groping escalated, but only to a point. The sexual aspect of their embrace remained secondary. The point was to bring these feelings of passionate love in line with the feelings of powerful lust that had fueled the ritual. This would be the two major components that would drive this final ceremony. They lacked only one special component to make it work.
Scott and Jean took note of each couple’s feelings in addition to sharing their own passionate embrace. Since their bed was bigger and in the center of the room, they had a good view of every bed surrounding theirs. Jean could sense the passion escalating. Scott certainly did his share, kissing down her neck and massaging her breasts in the way he knew she loved. She remained in an upright position while leaning back on her arms. She took deep breaths as her husband smothered her with loving gestures, preparing herself for one last intimate act.
“What do you think, Jean? Are they ready?” asked Scott.
“Mmm…you almost sound impatient,” said Jean, purring softly at the way he fondled her breasts.
“Speak for yourself,” he quipped, “You’ve got that naughty cosmic look in your eyes. You’re so ready for this and so am I.”
“As if you haven’t made that obvious,” she teased, rubbing her thigh up against his semi-hard manhood.
“We have an advantage. We’ve done what we’re about to do. Everyone else hasn’t. We don’t want to overwhelm them, but we want to share this. After everything we’ve done with this ritual, it’s only fitting.”
Even during a ritual orgy, Scott Summers approached this in a very tactical manner. It was oddly appropriate. They had to be so tactful in organizing this ritual. But before it even began, they knew how they wanted to end it.
It was no secret that while repairing their marriage, Scott and Jean had discovered some creative ways to improve their sex life. They didn’t just discover new ways to open up to each other and express their love. They actually got creative in ways that made for plenty of intimacy and plenty of intense experiences. Some of those experiences, however, required that they utilize some of their unique talents. Ironically, it was Emma Frost who taught them how to incorporate those talents into their love life. Now they were going to share it with their friends.
“It’s time,” Jean announced with Scott still kissing her, “Everybody keep embracing your lover and open your minds. You may see some strange sights and feel some unfamiliar sensations, but I promise it gets better…much better.”
Nobody voiced any concerns. They all seemed just as eager to experience this as her and Scott. Once she sensed their minds were ready, she and Scott shared an intimate embrace while still sitting in an upright position. Then her eyes began glowing with the distinct flames of the Phoenix Force, showing that she was tapping into the cosmic power with which she was so connected. Within moments, these flames surrounded both her and Scott, filling them with a special kind of energy that caused them to strengthen their embrace. Then Jean took it a step further and directed the flames throughout the room.
In doing so, the rug underneath Scott and Jean’s bed lit up like an aurora, revealing that the imagery it depicted was that of a Phoenix. The large image pulsated ominously, like a flickering star in the night sky, and as the pulses became more intense, the embers on the candles surrounding each bed flared up. They now burned like large torches, engulfing the whole chamber in a hot, fiery glow. These embers seemed to carry the exotic fires of the Phoenix Force. And from these embers, the cosmic flames surrounded each couple in a similar aura.
“Whoa!” exclaimed Lorna as soon as she felt it.
“The Phoenix…I feel it!” said Betsy.
“Dang…is this supposed to be happening?” wondered Remy.
“I don’t care! I like it!” said Surge.
Everyone shared Surge’s sentiment. The instant they felt the flames surround them, a powerful energy surrounded their bodies. Each couple had been so engrossed in their intimate affections that they barely noticed the cosmic flames radiating from the central bed. But as soon as they felt this energy, they quickly took note of its power. This energy filled them with a special kind of passion. Any lingering aches or fatigue from all the sex they had earlier faded for a moment, as if it were purged from their bodies. With these limitations gone, each couple became aroused again and this time it wasn’t just sexual.
In the warmth of these flames, they all paused from their foreplay and affectionate gestures to process what they were experiencing. They all looked at their respective lover and marveled at the stunning cosmic glow that now surrounded them. Along with this glow, they also sensed a stronger connection. It was as if a special channel to their partner’s passions had been opened and now those passions could flow between them freely in a way that wasn’t possible before. This passion led them all to become fully aroused to a level that surpassed even the potent aphrodisiacs they had utilized throughout this ritual. All the men developed large, throbbing erections and all the women developed hot, moist pussies. Lust and love merged completely under the power of this energy, giving them the opportunity to express both to the utmost.
“Damn you’re beautiful, Ro,” said Logan in a daze.
“Laura…my God,” said Julian, at a rare loss for words as he caressed Laura’s face.
“Oh Peter…I missed you. I want you,” said Kitty with more desperate than before.
“Lorna…I feel so…wow!” said an overwhelmed Alex.
“It’s incredible, isn’t it?” said Jean, smiling at all their reactions.
“By the goddess, Jean…when did you learn how to do this?” asked Ororo in amazement.
“Very recently,” she replied, “And Scott and I have grown very fond of it.”
“We call it Phoenix powered lovemaking,” said Scott, who was still astonished by the power of this feeling, “It’s one of many ways Jean and I have learned how to share greater intimacy. It helped us strengthen our love and our marriage when it needed to be strengthened. Now we’re sharing it with you.”
“You all now have cosmic energy fueling your passions. Use it to make love to your partner and express those passions to the fullest!”
Love and lust now had a potent source of fuel in the Phoenix Force. For every couple now immersed in the flames of the Phoenix, the breadth of their desire for each other transcended their mental and physical limits. It was like their consciousness along with their capacity to love expanded under this power. In the hot glow of these cosmic flames, they reveled in the feeling, gazing at their lover with a kind of passion that wasn’t possible with mortal minds. And what they couldn’t comprehend with their minds, they expressed with their bodies.
Scott and Jean set the tone, acting as the core of sorts to this Phoenix powered lovemaking. With Jean’s eyes still glowing, they kissed passionately. And while their lips softly swirled amidst the flames, Jean arched her legs around Scott’s waist so that her pelvis was aligned with his penis. Then while she held onto his shoulders and he held onto her hips, she lowered herself onto his length so that his manhood filled her womanhood. The hot feeling of flesh merging with flesh triggered a brief outburst of cosmic flames and as Jean began moving her hips along his rigid length, these outbursts settled into steady embers that flowed freely into the others.
The energy resonated quite strongly with Logan and Ororo. Having always had a special affinity for the forces of nature, they embraced the spirit of this cosmic lovemaking. They let out primal growls and moans as they kissed, flushed with newfound vigor. With the passions flowing, they quickly got into their favorite sex position, which involved Ororo being on all fours with Logan behind thrusting into her. It allowed Logan to channel his feral instincts while allowing Ororo to feel like a true goddess. And once they got going, their naked bodies rocked fervently with Logan pounding his manhood into her depths while Ororo clutched the sheets and cried out in delight. It was reminiscent of an alpha male consummating with an alpha female in a beautiful culmination of primal passion.
“Logan…my love…ohhh you make me feel like a true goddess!” Ororo exclaimed.
“Ungh! Ohhh Ro…my goddess…you already are!” grunted Logan, his love and feral passion for this woman converging with every blissful moment.
The power of the Phoenix evoked plenty of primal instincts. It also negated any need for playful flirtation or elaborate acts of arousal. For Rogue and Remy, this was a significant change in their approach to sex. Before and during this ritual, they had been so adventurous with sex acts. Yet when their passions were filled with cosmic energy, their love manifested in the most basic of ways.
There was nothing fancy or elaborate about the way Rogue and Remy kissed or touched each other. There were no witty exchanges or casual chiding, which had been part of their relationship long before they became a couple. And when they began making love, Remy just laid her down on the bed and got on top of her in a simple missionary position. Rogue continued to embrace him with her tender touch, spreading her legs and holding onto his arms as Remy guided his penis into her vagina. He wasn’t too slow or too hard. He just lovingly caressed her as he worked his body up and down hers, making love to her in a simpler way that still managed to convey the breadth of their love.
“Chere…” was all Remy said through his labored breath.
“Oh Remy…” was the most Rogue said through her blissful gasps.
Simplicity was plenty effective when their passions were fueled by the Phoenix Force. However, there was still room for a more personal touch. Warren and Betsy had always tried to make their intimate moments special. Most of the time, they only had Warren’s wings to work with. But this time, they had the flames of the Phoenix and they certainly helped.
Warren kept his wings securely around his lover along with his arms, holding her in a uniquely affectionate embrace. Sitting on his knees, he held her up while kissing her and grazing his feathers over her naked skin. Betsy lovingly reciprocated his embrace, snaking her arms around his neck and planting her feet on the bed just behind his back so that she could lower herself onto his waiting manhood. The support offered by his wings made it easier and in addition to being uniquely sensual. And she felt his length penetrate her hot womanly depths, she used that support to rock and gyrate her body in a sexual rhythm. It ensured that both the passions and the hot sexual sensations of their naked bodies moving together was appropriately heavenly.
“Oh Betsy…my angel,” said Warren with almost desperate affection.
“Mmm…takes one to know one, luv,” purred Betsy as she lovingly caressed his face.
There were so many passions to express. But the addition of cosmic power to this basic act of expressing love didn’t just supplement the emotions surrounding it. It also supplemented the strength of those expressing it. Piotr usually didn’t need extra strength when he made love to Kitty. But he soon found that he was strengthened in other ways.
While they were making out on the bed, Kitty exercised the most strength. She remained on top, kissing and caressing his large muscles with a vigor unbefitting of her stature. When they began making love, Piotr was the one who exercised the strength. He took his lover in his powerful arms and rose up so that he was on he knees. Kitty instinctively held onto his neck while demonstrated her uncanny flexibility, draping her legs over his shoulders. Then with his grip firmly on her butt, he lowered her onto his waiting cock. And once he fully penetrated her tight folds, he bounced her up and down his large endowment. The head of the Phoenix fires and the powerful aura surrounding them seemed to make every movement stronger than his mightest form.
“Peter…so good! So strong!” Kitty exclaimed as she clung to her lover.
“For you, Katya…I am at my strongest,” he said to her in his deep, accented tone.
This added strength offered an added ability to express these passions. For some, it offered more than they knew what to do with. Alex and Lorna didn’t get many chances to experience heightened passions. Being able to share the power and strength of the Phoenix Force offered a unique opportunity and they embraced it fully.
They were usually so subdued when they made out or made love. This time, they made an exception. They shifted around on the bed, kissing and touching each other with more vigor than they usual. When the need to make love overwhelmed them, they happened to be on their sides with Lorna facing away while Alex lay behind her. They usually didn’t get too creative with sexual positions, but this occassion seemed more than appropriate. With Lorna’s head still turned so she could keep kissing him and Alex reaching around to fondle her breasts, he lifted her leg so that he could enter her. As soon as he felt the tip of his penis make contact with her wet outer folds, he thrust into her and started pumping into her at a heated pace. This was the kind of heated lovemaking that reflected passions they rarely expressed, but the Phoenix allowed them to truly convey those passions.
“Oh...ooh Alex! Ohhh Alex! I love you! I love you so much!” she exclaimed.
“Oh Lorna! Ohhh God, I love you too!” moaned Alex in between passionate kissing.
Added strength and added passion was a lot to process, even for mature couples. Prodigy and Surge may not have had the history that others had, but their love had blossomed a great deal in wake of recent events. And the power of the Phoenix Force allowed them to share it in a way that was mature beyond their years.
Prodigy was skilled and refined in the way he kissed and touched his lover. There was no awkward teenage clumsiness. His ability to mimic skills was part of his mutant power, but they had never impressed Surge like this. He didn’t need to mimic anything this time. It was driven purely by the passions and emotions imbued by the Phoenix Force. These skilled touches naturally led to heated lovemaking. Prodigy laid Surge down so that she was perfectly comfortable. Then while still in an upright position, he grasped her thighs and positioned himself over her so that they were draped over his shoulder. It allowed him to admire the impassioned look on her face as he slid his manhood into her hot pussy. Armed with cosmic level energy and passion, he began making love to her in a slow yet thorough rhythm that reflected both his skills and his love for her.
“Ohhh David! So…so good to me!” Surge cried out.
“Mmm…you deserve it, Noriko,” grinned Prodigy as he skillfully leaned over and kissed her, not interrupting the rhythm for a second.
Making love with the aid of a cosmic power was a unique enough experience, adding a special energy to an already intimate act of passion. But for Laura and Julian, the concept of making love in general was every bit as foreign. They had experienced sex in many forms, yet they had not experienced genuine lovemaking. The emotions between them were clearly present. They just didn’t know how to express them. Now they had a cosmic force to guide them.
They were the only ones that hesitated briefly when they felt the power of the Phoenix Force invigorate their passions. Laura actually looked anxious while surrounded by the cosmic aura, as if her primal inclinations were clashing with her volatile human emotions. Julian watched this struggle and felt some of those emotions flow into him through the connection that the Phoenix had opened. In a profound moment he actually got to feel the inner turmoil that she struggled with. It was overwhelming, but it affected him in a profound way.
“My God…I feel you, Laura,” he said to her.
“I…I’m sorry, Julian,” she said in a conflicted tone.
“Don’t be. I want to feel this with you.”
Julian helped settle his lover by embracing her tenderly and kissing her. He was soft and caring with his gestures, helping to settle some of the primal anxiety she was feeling. Laura instinctively returned his affections, kissing back and raking her hands down his back. It helped soothe the overwhelming emotions that were now racing through her at such a heightened level. In the same way Julian felt her tumultuous feelings, she also felt the extent of his love for her. It triggered more powerful feelings, but unlike before, these didn’t overwhelm her. Now her most urgent inclination was to express these feelings.
“Let’s do this, Laura. Let’s make love,” he told her.
“But I don’t…” she began.
“You don’t need to know how. Just…let it happen.”
Laura had relied on her instincts all her life to survive and fight. Now she needed them to share this feeling with this very special boy. Julian placed his trust in her, a hardened killer, to do what she needed to do. He laid her down on the bed with her, allowing her to remain on top of him. At first, Laura just intensified the foreplay, kissing and touching him with more urgency. Then she felt his throbbing erection pressing up against her thighs. Guided by her instincts, she rose up slightly and straddled his hips. She then locked hands with Julian as she plunged down onto his manhood. More instincts followed and she began rocking her hips, working his penis within the tight confines of her wet folds. The familiar sensations of sex followed, but this time they were accompanied by something different. This time, she felt the powerful emotions she had for this boy manifest in this act. She still didn’t understand these emotions, but she fully embraced their power.
“Julian…oh Julian! Ooh this feels…so good! So fucking good!” Laura cried out with primal passion.
“That’s it, Laura! You’re…you’re doing it! We’re doing it! Ohhh Laura!” exclaimed Julian.
No matter the level of experience or skill, the power conveyed by the Phoenix Force allowed every couple to make love in a truly special way. It didn’t matter if some had been together for years or had just recently come together. The sheer breadth of the feelings and emotions they experienced together was heightened to an astonishing level. It took the simple act of making love and gave it a level of cosmic significance.
Once every couple established settled into their own unique lovemaking style, the flow of cosmic flames settled as well. It became a self-reinforcing cycle, flowing like a river from Scott and Jean in the central bed and into each couple. The glowing flames around their naked bodies pulsated in accord with the flames, which also seemed to correspond with the rhythm of their sex. The energy from the Phoenix strengthened the connection they felt with their lover, allowing them to feel each other’s affectionate emotions while also sharing in the blissful sensations. And the intensity of these sensations were every bit as heightened as their emotions.
With the love and affection flowing freely between each couple through cosmic power, the basic pleasures of sex escalated to equally cosmic proportions. It was like every part of their bodies capable of transmitting pleasure was supercharged and every sexual movement maximized the stimulated. It added to both the intimacy and the ecstasy. At times the pleasure was akin to that of an orgasm, so much so that it was difficult to determine if they had climaxed. But under the power of the Phoenix Force, the mechanics of orgasms were somewhat different.
“You feel that, everyone? This is how we make love on a cosmic scale!” proclaimed Jean in a tone worthy of a woman bearing the Phoenix Force, “The love…the passion…the pleasure…let it flow! Let it connect your minds and bodies! Together…we embrace it!”
The power of this connection fueled this unique kind of pleasure. Unlike the regular pleasures of sex, it didn’t just build to a regular sexual release. The sensations from every sexual movement was like a miniature orgasm in and of itself, sending a powerful rush of pleasure without draining the body of arousal. Once the pleasure built up to a certain plateau, it became akin to prolonged cluster of continuous orgasms. The pleasure defied the limits of the body, but the power of the Phoenix Force allowed them to function beyond those limits, as was its nature. It ensured that every couple remained at this special plateau of ecstasy. From each couple, the blissful moans and euphoric grunts reverberated along with the burning cosmic flames. It made for a very special and very intimate experience.
Once every couple settled into this unique state of continuous euphoria, they maintained their respective sexual pace. Some made love at a heated, fervent pace. Some chose a slower, more focused pace. Many also varied the position in which they made love, rolling around on their bed and exploring this pleasure from various angles and rhythms. The experience they gained from their various sex acts throughout the ritual showed in the creativity some couples displayed. However, nobody got too elaborate with positions or paces. No matter what rate or what position in which they did this intimate act, its the impact was every bit as profound.
As the cosmic flames coursed through each couple and they made love passionately in their respective beds, time seemed to lose all meaning. For all they knew, they could have been making love for hours. It didn’t matter either way. They cherished every moment of it, embracing their lover and celebrating the passion they shared. The only limiting factor was the flow of cosmic energy from the Phoenix. Unfortunately, it couldn’t be sustained indefinitely.
While the Phoenix Force had few limits, the human mind and the human body did. Jean and Scott had learned to respect those limits in refining this process of cosmic lovemaking. Emma Frost once told them that the threshold between ecstasy and strain was never wise to exceed. Once they got close to that threshold, they had to reign in the flow of cosmic energy. But that didn’t mean that this powerful act had to end abruptly.
“Jean…I feel it. I…I think it’s time,” Scott said to his wife through increasingly labored breaths.
“I…I feel it too, my love,” said Jean, her voice echoing with the cosmic power, “They do too.”
“Then…let’s finish it.”
Jean Grey-Summers smiled and kissed her husband again passionately. They had made love in numerous position throughout this cosmic experience, but for the final part of this intimate act, they returned to the sitting position in which they started. It was their favorite position for a reason and the one they always finished in whenever they shared this special level of intimacy. Their naked bodies continued rocking while the cosmic flames radiating from Jean grew to greater levels of intensity. This intensity soon filtered to every other couple, connecting them to the power of the Phoenix Force and ensuring they could share in this moment.
“It…it’s time, everyone! The Phoenix…has connected us all!” Jean announced to them, “I can feel it! I know you can too! Now together…let’s share one last climax! One more…to celebrate our love! One more…to make this ritual complete!”
The flame on every candle erupted in a sharp burst, creating short columns of fire that brightly radiated the whole room. Under this light, each couple was more fully immersed within the aura of flames surrounding their bodies. These flames swirled in accord with the motions of their lovemaking, adding a greater urgency as every sensation became hotter with bliss. Then in one profound moment, they achieved orgasm on a cosmic scale.
The sensations of the body and the capacity of the mind to experience those sensations expanded in a way akin to a candle becoming a towering inferno. The physical pleasure surged through their bodies, mixing with emotions along the way to create an intense wave that covered them like an ocean of pure ecstasy. Scott and Jean felt it first. Their sexual movements stopped and their naked bodies froze within the fiery aura of the Phoenix, allowing them to embrace each other in a loving grasp and let out a shared cry of ecstasy that signaled the final sexual release. From the cosmic flames radiating from their bed, this final burst of cosmic passioned flowed into the other couples. Their cries of ecstasy soon followed, their connection to their lovers and the Phoenix Force creating a perfect storm of bliss.
The wave of sensations that erupted with each couple flowed in a powerful progression of pleasure. Ororo and Logan felt it next, followed by Piotr and Kitty. Having favored more fervent kinds of lovemaking, their moans were especially vocal. Laura and Julian followed suit. Laura was pretty vocal as well, her howls of ecstasy echoing over Julian’s. But he didn’t seem to mind in the slightest. Rogue and Remy got theirs soon after along with Warren and Betsy. They may not have been as loud, but they made up for it by maximizing their naked embrace. Alex and Loran felt it next, whose moans were muffled by a deep kiss. Prodigy and Surge felt it soon after, who were so overwhelmed by the feeling that their cries were mutated. It was a testament to the sheer intensity of this feeling. The love they shared, the passion they felt, the pleasures of sex, and the cosmic power of the Phoenix converged to create an experience that was nothing short of uncanny.
The breadth of this sexual release lasted longer than any of them expected, but not nearly as long as they would have preferred. Through every blissful moment, they remained frozen in their sexual union, cherishing every sensation and emotion. As the experience passed, cosmic fires radiating from Jean Grey in the central bed faded. The raging flames became soft embers before disappearing completely. In the process the flame from the candles faded as well, so much so that they flickered out completely. It marked both the end of this special ceremony and the ritual as a whole.
Without the intense cosmic flames, the room became dark and silent. Only heavy breathing and light moans could be heard at this point. With every couple was now completely drained of energy, their strength gave out. The men withdrew from the women, the arousal finally subsiding as every muscle in their bodies went limp. Their now exhausted bodies settled onto the soft beds. They remained in a light embrace with their lover, supporting each other as they processed what they had just experienced.
“Wow…so that’s what it feels like to make love,” said Laura who had the widest smile she had ever had in her life.
“So that’s what a cosmic orgasm feels like…nice!” purred Kitty, already on the verge of passing out.
“Nice…doesn’t even begin to cover it,” said Piotr, his powerful arms still draped around his lover.
“This is how you guys got your marriage back on track?” said Alex.
“It’s…one of the ways,” said Scott with his very exhausted wife securely in his arms.
“Well thank you for sharing it with us,” said Ororo, who had never seen Logan look so content, “We…really appreciate it.”
“It was our pleasure…in more ways than one,” grinned a very tired yet very satisfied Jean Grey-Summers.
Each couple shared in that satisfaction as they instinctively curled up with their lover and fell into a a light sleep. After having engaged in so many decadent activities over the course of the day, it seemed fitting that they ended up back in the arms of their respective lovers. Having shared this cosmic level of intimacy, they achieved a level of ecstasy that would make any god or goddess proud.
By now, the sun had set over Nova Roma and the ritual was officially over. The same temple that had echoed with the sounds of so much decadence fell silent. There was nothing left to do but rest and reflect on all the blissful, and sometimes overwhelming, experiences they had shared with each other. These were experiences they wouldn’t soon forget. The X-men dealt with a lot of stress and frustration in their lives as mutants and heroes. Their complicated lives made it difficult on their minds, their bodies, their relationships, and sometimes their sanity. They came to Nova Roma looking for to escape, relax, and enjoy themselves. And after having experienced this exotic festival together, they could safely say they succeeded.

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Two Days Later
The day after the ritual was much needed day of rest. Early in the morning, the X-men reconvened near the entrance of the temple. They finally put on their clothes and returned to the palace. There were no more activities, festivals, or ceremonies to participate in. Many of them were too sore at this point anyhow. They were content to spend the rest of the day sleeping in, lazily lounging about, and resting within Nova Roma’s luxurious accommodations.
Near the end of the day, the unexpected guests that Emma had invited left. Namor departed with Multiple, Monet, and the Stepford Cuckoos in the same ship they arrived in. They intended to return before they arose too much suspicion from their peers. They even gave a Mystique a ride back, dropping her off somewhere in Canada where she could meet up with the Marauders. Her trust with the X-men remained tenuous, but she had done enough to earn herself another chance with her children and the team. It was also clear that Namor intended to pay more visits to Nova Roma and Emma Frost was likely to join him. Their stay in this secluded locale left quite an impression to say the least and the rest of the team agreed that this would be their new favorite destination to unwind when they needed to get away from their lives as heroes.
After their final day in the palace, they thanked Amara’s family for allowing them to stay and departed from Nova Roma aboard the X-jet. The trip back was fairly quiet and relaxed. Nobody said much about the ritual. They decided before they left that it was probably a good idea to keep the details of the ritual to themselves. They didn’t need their students or their fellow X-men knowing about some of their decadent activities. All they needed to know was that they enjoyed themselves and were rejuvenated for whatever crisis came next.
However, that didn’t mean that some wouldn’t notice the signs. When the X-jet arrived back at the mansion, Hank McCoy was there to greet them. He was pretty relaxed himself, having shared some overdue nights with his lover, Abigail Brand. But when he saw the team exit the jet with their luggage in hand, he noticed that his teammates looked very relaxed.
“Welcome back, my friends. You’re all looking well,” Hank said as he secured the jet.
“We feel better than we look, old buddy!” said Bobby, giving him a playful punch in the arm.
“That’s for sure. I can’t remember the last time I’ve come back from a vacation feeling this good!” said Warren.
“That’s good to hear. I hope that means you’re all sufficiently rested,” said Hank.
“I doubt think we’ll ever be this rested again so don’t get used to it,” said Kitty, who was even more chipper than usual as she clung to Piotr’s arm.
“Would you believe that Logan actually slept through the night and without the aid of too much whiskey?” added Ororo, who was also walking hand-in-hand with her lover.
“Depends on what counts as ‘too much,’ darlin’,” Logan joked.
“I think we can all say that the concept of ‘too much’ has changed for us, but for the better,” said Emma Frost in her usual coy tone.
“That’s for sure, luv!” said Betsy.
Hank looked at his teammates with a raised eyebrow. It was good to see that they were so relaxed, but there was something else at work here. He noticed that some had this special glow about them that he couldn’t quite ascertain. He then noticed that some of his teammates were walking awkwardly and smiling strangely. He couldn’t help but pick up on some suggestive undertones, but he had a feeling that they weren’t going to share the details. And that may have been for the better.
“So…what exactly did you do on Nova Roma to get so relaxed?” Hank asked as Scott and Jean walked by.
“Oh you know…this and that,” said Scott, who somehow managed to maintain a straight face, “Amara’s people were very generous to us. They made sure we had everything we needed to enjoy ourselves.”
“Is that all?” said Hank, sounding completely unconvinced.
“All you need to know is that this vacation worked, Hank. That’s all we’re willing to share,” said Jean as she slipped her arm around her husband and followed him out of the hanger, “But let’s just say that we’ve all developed a new appreciation for certain ancient festivals.”

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The End
AN: Thank you all very much for reading this story. I hope you enjoyed it. I would like to give a special thanks to Agent-G, who was a big help in crafting this story. And I know there may be some pairings or acts that I didn’t get to, but I feel that this is a good point to end the story. And I’m leaving this story open for a spin-off or even an addition if warranted. But for now, I’m going to leave this story as is. Also, please take the time to review. I always appreciate it. And if you want to get in touch with me, feel free to contact me at MarvelMaster616@hotmail.com. Thanks again and take care!
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