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The Jailbait Is Not A Job Benefit	By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 2768 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next day
Logan found himself alone again. Erik had taken his �team� out on some business
and as Logan wasn�t �officially� on the team yet, he wasn�t invited along. Logan wandered outside to find Marie
sunbathing. She was lying on her stomach in a miniscule bikini. Logan�s mouth
watered at the expanse of smooth creamy skin on display and he instantly went
hard. When his shadow fell across her,
Marie turned to look up at him, her hand shielding her eyes from the glare of
the sun.

�Oh, hey there,�
she said in a honeyed drawl.

�You�re gonna
burn,� Logan said, indicating her back.

Marie shifted to
look at her back. Logan was right, she was already starting to color.

�Would you put
some lotion on me?� she asked innocently,
�There�s some latex gloves and some lotion in the bag.�

Reaching into
the bag and locating the lotion and the gloves, Logan sat down on the edge of
her chaise lounge. Pulling on the ultra thin gloves, he squirted a dollop of
lotion into his palms and started to smear the creamy substance onto her back,
which did nothing to help his straining erection. Even through the gloves, Logan felt the softness of her skin as
he spread the lotion in a caressing manner.
His fingers trailed down the sides of her torso and onto the sides of
her breasts. Marie let out a soft moan and shifted slightly as Logan�s left
hand slipped further onto her breast, almost cupping it. Removing it slowly, he
brushed a finger over her nipple, eliciting another moan from Marie.

Logan closed his
eyes for a second and said a silent �holy shit�. He realized he was getting
into dangerous territory and concentrated on applying the lotion to the back of
Marie�s legs. He was doing fine until
he reached the top of her thighs, just below the curve of her sweet little rear
end. The bikini bottom was so tiny, that there was more of Marie exposed than
there was covered. Justifying that her delicate little bum needed protection,
too, Logan ran his lotion slicked hands over the rounded little cheeks.

�Why don�t ya
get out of those hot looking clothes and get some sun yourself?� Marie
suggested, noting the denim and flannel that constituted Logan�s attire.

Logan didn�t
need to be asked twice if he wanted to spend the day half-naked around an
equally half-naked Marie. Standing up,
he informed her he�d be right back and practically ran back to his room to
change. Returning quickly, in only a
pair of cut-off shorts, Logan discovered to his dismay that Marie had fallen
asleep. Damn, now he couldn�t ask her to return the favor and lather him up
with lotion. He settled himself onto
the chaise lounge next to hers, and contented himself with watching her sleep.
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A short while
later, Marie shifted onto her back. As
the top of her bikini wasn�t tied, it didn�t come with her as she rolled
over.yes">

If she�d stayed
and continued watching the little display on the patio, she would�ve been
treated to something very interesting.
Logan was thrusting into Mystique, but was having a difficult time
reaching climax and Mystique, having already had her own orgasm, was getting
impatient.

�Christ, Wolvie,
I�m starting to chafe down there. You wanna finish this up already?� she
whined.

�Almost there.
If you�d quit bitchin� at me and let me concentrate,� Logan complained.
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Mystique rolled
her eyes and then had an idea. She
morphed into Marie, which apparently did the trick, because it immediately made
Logan come.

�Yeah, thought
that would do it,� she snapped, morphing back into her blonde form and pushing
him off of her.

Logan rolled
over onto his back, panting heavily, as he recovered. Mystique stood up and
adjusted her skirt.

�Next time you
get horny, you can take matterso yoo your own hand � if you know what I mean,�
she said, pantomiming the jerking off motion. She then marched inside, leaving
Logan lying there naked.
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Logan sat up and
ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, contemplating his next move.
Obviously, he no longer wanted the mother � he wanted the daughter.

At dinner that
evening, Mystique was noticeably frosty to Logan and Marie was conspicuously
absent from the table. Apparently,
Marie had eaten an entire pint of ice cream and was now in her room nursing an
ice cream headache and a stomachache.
Erik took the opportunity of Logan not being distracted by either his
niece�s presence or Mystique�s pawing, to explain in depth about his plans for
the Brotherhood, but Logan was still only half paying attention, as his mind
wandered to a certain delectable brunette. Besides, Erik�s grand plan sounded
like a dump truck load of crap, anyway. The sooner Logan got out of there, back
to minding his own business, and letting these morons fight their own battles,
the better. He wondered if he could convince Marie to leave with him.

Logan excused
himself from the less than scintillating conversation and went in search of the
object of his desire. As Logan entered
the hallway to the bedroom wing, he heard a soft moaning coming from the
direction of Marie�s room. With the
stealth of a ninja, Logan approached Marie�s room. The door was slightly ajar,
so he peered in through the sliver of space.
Marie was lying on the behis his time in a pair of pale blue pajamas
that had white clouds on them. Her hand
was down the front of the bottoms and she was pleasuring herself. But it was what she said that shocked Logan
the most.

Rubbing her clit
with his fingers, it wasn�t long before Marie shuddered, as the orgasm washed
over her. She was still recovering when
Logan dipped his head down and licked at her in the same spot where his fingers
had just been. He ran his hands over her the curves of her lithe young body as
he continued to pleasure her with his tongue.
Marie writhed beneath the heated touch of his mouth, pushing herself
into him with each stroke of his tongue.
Her second orgasm hit her with an even greater force than the first one
and she pulled a pillow over her face to muffle the scream.

Pulling the
pillow off her face, Logan leaned down and gave her a flicker of a kiss. Marie
bolted up and grag Log Logan, flipped him over onto his back and straddled
him. For a tiny little thing, she was
fairly strong, he thought, as she perched her naked little derriere on his
denim clad thighs. When she reached for the button of his jeans, popped it open
and slid the zipper down, Logan realized what she was going to do. Ten seconds later she�d freed his erection
and after the initial gasp, was studying it closely. Logan let her explore the thick member, as she ran curious gersgers up and down the shaft and over the swollen head. He thought he was going to die from sheer
ecstasy when her thumb touched the slit at the top of the head.

p clp class=MsoNormal>Leaning down,
she pressed a kiss to the head, and then her tongue repeated the earlier action
of her thumb. Logan just closed his eyes as she ran her tongue up and down the
shaft and then licked at the head as if it were a lollipop. Knowing she was an
innocent, Logan was shocked when she sucked his cock into her mouth and began
giving him head in a way that was too expertly done for someone with her
theoretically limited experience. He
wondered for a brief moment exactly how �Uncle� Erik was teaching her control,
but banished the thought just as quickly.
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