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March Madness	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female Views: 6426 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9: Cutting Down the Nets

A little while later, after they’d both had a chance to rinse and dry themselves, Jubilee let Bobby enter her room. He’d put on a muscle shirt and athletic shorts for the trip from his room to hers. She simply wrapped a second, dry towel around her and let her hair hang loose, down her back to just below her shoulder blades. The two greeted each other with a brief kiss.
Jubilee guided Bobby towards her bed, tugging on his shirt and shorts and sneaking her hands underneath both to tactilely sample his body. A wide grin adorned her face as she directed her smoldering gaze upward. Seeing the desire in Bobby’s intense blue eyes further stoked her own passions.
“Nervous?” asked the young man, reaching up to stroke her cheek.
“A little,” the young woman admitted. “I mean… I’ve never, um… y’know…” She giggled nervously. “Everything from the waist down for me will be new ground,” she finally managed.
Bobby considered teasing her, but he remembered how pissed Jubilee had become when he’d teased her about her sexual experience in the past. Instead, he settled on answering, “Awesome. Me too. Less pressure to perform now, for me at least.”
Jubilee nodded. “I still want it to be good, but yeah. So… wanna get naked?”
She didn’t have to ask him twice. Bobby shed his clothing in two swift motions, one for his shirt and one for his shorts and boxers. Jubilee’s hungry gaze swept his sculpted muscles and proudly-erect prick; a small whimper of desire escaped her lips.
Playfully, Bobby reached for the towel still wrapped around Jubilee, forgotten in her distraction, and yanked the rectangle of cloth away. Even though he’d seen most of her body earlier, thanks to her barely-there swimwear, seeing her in full made his cock twitch with excitement. Her small, caramel-colored nipples stood at full attention atop her equally-small breasts, and the narrow strip of dark hair on her groin seemed to point downwards to the hidden treasure of her pussy.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” he breathed. “I’m a little surprised at the happy trail there. Doesn’t it chafe when you’re wearing a unitard?”
“A little,” she admitted, “but I didn’t like the all-bare look when I tried it. I looked like I was maybe twelve.” She wrinkled her nose and cupped her breasts and added, “Especially with my total lack of tits.”
Bobby grinned charmingly. “You’re perfect, Jubes,” he reassured her. “If I didn’t think so, I wouldn’t be this hard right now.”
Jubilee beamed and retrieved her towel, which she began spreading out over her bed. “Don’t want a mess on my nice, clean sheets, do we?” she joked from her bent-over position. Wiggling her rump, she invited her friend, “I’m, like, super-wet. Feel for yourself.”
Before accepting the invitation, Bobby took a moment to admire the view this sexy girl was offering. Jubilee’s firm rump and toned legs framed her partly-open pussy. The barely-visible darker inner labia glistened with arousal. Unable to resist any longer, the horny teen reached out and ran his fingers along the girl’s slick contours. “You’re fucking soaked, Jubes,” he marveled. “Wish I could feel it for real.”
“Soon,” Jubilee moaned, her back arching.
“I mean… I brought protection,” he explained.
“You, uh, d-don’t need it,” Jubilee stammered in reply. “I, um, started on the pill when we made our bet.” She giggled nervously. “I, um, wanted to be ready.”
Bobby let out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. “Damn, Jubes, you weren’t kidding about wanting to lose the bet, were you?”
“Nope,” she answered matter-of-factly. Jubilee then pulled on Bobby’s arm until he leaned down for a kiss, which soon led to some intense making out. The two horny teens maneuvered as they kissed, until the young man had moved atop the spread-legged young woman, who ground her wet and waiting pussy along his stiff length. The tip slipped just inside, eliciting a gasp from Jubilee.
“Last chance to change your mind, Jubes,” Bobby murmured.
“Not a chance. You’re sweet, but,” she winked, “I really want the D.”
“I’ll go slow,” he promised as he pushed forward into her, inch by inch. Bobby’s vision grew hazy as the sensation of Jubilee’s hot, slick tightness enveloped him. He saw Jubilee’s eyes roll back when he entered her fully.
“Oh… fuck,” they whispered in unison.
Bobby started thrusting gently into Jubilee, glad that he’d taken care of his need to cum earlier, or else he knew he’d have popped off already. He held onto her hips for leverage as he moved. He groaned, “Jubes, your pussy feels so good… so fucking good… ohh yeah…”
Jubilee wrapped her arms around Bobby’s neck, one hand tangling in his hair. Her feet pushed and slid along the mattress as pleasure roiled through her consciousness. The pumping of Bobby’s thick, hard, curved shaft inside her was driving her to heights of pleasure she didn’t know existed before now. She moaned, “Oh, fuck, Bobby! Fuck me! Fuuuuuuck meeeee!”
Bobby grinned, proud to wrest such enthusiastic noises from his partner. Wanting to draw this out as long as possible, for both their sakes, he kept his thrusting at a slow, luxurious pace, resisting the near-overwhelming urge to pound away frenetically until he came. “Damn, Jubes,” he replied, “you’re so fucking wet… best feeling ever! Fuck yeah!”
Until now, Jubilee had remained fairly inert beneath her lover, content to simply relax and get a feel for sex. Craving more pleasure, though, drove her now to press her body wholly against his, her back arching and her hips rolling with Bobby’s. “Oh shit… so good… gonna cum already… I can fucking feel it!” she announced as she felt the wave cresting, much faster than she’d expected. “Oh fuck! Don’t stop! Don’t stop fucking me! Fuck-yes-fuck-yes-fuck-me-fuck-me-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!”
At this point, Bobby lost the battle with his instincts. He quickened his pace to try to catch up with Jubilee, spurred on by her fervent swearing and the way her eyelids squeezed tightly shut as the orgasm washed over her. The young man ran his hands along the young woman’s toned legs and ass and peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses. “Fuck yeah! Cum for me, Jubes!” he grunted as he felt his balls winding up for his own release.
“Oh my God, your cock!” cried Jubilee. “I feel it twitching! Cum inside me, Bobby!”
She didn’t have to ask him twice. Bobby groaned “Oh fuck!” about a dozen times as he shot his load inside Jubilee’s still-spasming snatch. Jerking off earlier had felt great; this, however, felt incredible.
Both teens shuddered to a halt. Bobby’s softening prick soon slipped out of Jubilee’s pussy, and he rolled off her to one side without losing contact. For several long moments, they could do nothing but lie on the bed together and process what they’d just done while catching their breath from the exertion.
Finally, Bobby broke the silence. “Holy shit,” he gasped between breaths – or, perhaps, breathed between gasps.
“For real,” Jubilee agreed. “Dunno if I’ll be able to stand till tomorrow.”
“Did it hurt?” asked the young man with concern. She didn’t show any signs of being in pain, he remembered, but maybe I missed them? Or mistook them for pleasure?
“Nuh-uh. Legs’re jelly,” replied the young woman. “Pussy’s all tingly now.” She giggled. “I think your cum’s leaking outta me.”
Bobby chuckled. “Like your Boston cream-pie, Jubes?”
“New favorite thing ever,” she responded dazedly as she rolled to face him. “Think I’ll have one every day,” added Jubilee with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
With a grin, Bobby answered, “I can handle that kind of delivery schedule.” He gave her a lengthy, languorous kiss.
Breaking the kiss after a minute or so, Jubilee asked, “How was I?”
“Best pussy I’ve ever had,” Bobby teased.
Normally Jubilee would’ve smacked him for that, but she lacked the energy just now. “I mean it! I had no idea what to do. I tried to ask the other girls for advice like before, but none of them could help.”
Bobby’s eyes narrowed as his ears zeroed in on Jubilee’s word choice. “Could? What do you mean, they couldn’t help you?”
Jubilee winced. “Shit… I wasn’t supposed to tell you.” She sighed and mock-glared. “You musta scrambled my brains pretty bad.”
“Anytime, babe,” joked Bobby.
“Hold you to it, stud,” Jubilee teased back. “You didn’t hear this, okay? When I asked the other girls – some of the ones I thought might have had sex before – they all told me they were virgins.”
“Wait a sec,” protested the young man. “You mean to tell me none of the other girls have gotten laid?”
Jubilee shrugged. “I didn’t ask Rogue, obviously. Rahne’s too religious to talk about kissing, much less this.” She scrunched her nose in thought. “Danielle said she and Sam have been moving pretty fast, but they’re not there yet. Even though they’ve only been dating a little while, she’s already started thinking about it.”
Somewhat surprised by that revelation, Bobby’s brow furrowed. “Hm. Okay, I know Amara is; she told me during our, um, time together,” he admitted, tiptoeing around the subject since Jubilee had seemed upset by it when it’d come up before.
“I didn’t ask her anyway,” Jubilee added. “Can you say, ‘awkward’?”
“Awkward,” Bobby parroted with a shit-eating grin.
“Dumbass,” Jubilee chided with a giggle.
“Smart ass,” he corrected. “What about… Kitty? She had it pretty bad for Lance.”
Jubilee shook her head. “She ‘never, like, felt ready for that’ with him,” she answered, pitching her voice upward and adopting a bubbly valley-girl accent in a dead-on impression of the Jewish brunette.
Bobby grinned at the excellent lampooning. “Who else… Tabby,” he guessed.
“Virgin,” declared Jubilee, eagerly awaiting his reaction.
“Bullshit!” he called.
“True story. She acted all awkward when she admitted it,” Jubilee explained. “If she wasn’t, she wouldn’t have said she was; she’s so blunt and all.”
Bobby shook his head, still unable to believe what he’d heard. “You’re right; she would’ve owned it. She certainly acts like she’s easy, though.”
Jubilee shrugged again. “She doesn’t give a damn about her reputation,” quoted the classic-rock fan-girl. “I guess that’s the difference?”
Bobby nodded thoughtfully. “And Jean told me she was buttoned-up, but still… she and Scott have been together for, like, two years now,” he observed.
“She’s ‘waiting for the right time,’” Jubilee responded, taking on a slightly-snooty nasal tone to mock the redhead telepath.
“Marriage, probably,” snorted Bobby.
“Whatever floats her boat,” remarked the California girl with an eye-roll. “I, for one, am proud to pioneer the path of premarital sex.”
Bobby clasped Jubilee’s hand and grinned. “Same here. Nice alliteration, by the way.” While she preened, he licked his lips and changed the subject. “I, um, tried to ask this earlier, but…” He took a deep breath. “What did this mean? What are we?”
Jubilee blushed. “I dunno. It did mean a lot to me, though; I don’t want this to not mean something. Wanna just… give things a try and see where they go?”
Bobby nodded with a small smile. “Sounds good to me.” He wrapped an arm around her waist. “I was hoping you’d say something like that.”
“Aren’t boys supposed to want meaningless hook-ups with hot girls purely for bragging rights?” teased Jubilee.
“Don’t worry,” Bobby assured her, “you’re not hot enough to brag about.”
Jubilee glared and shoved her tormentor playfully. “Asshole! I’m already regretting giving you my V-card,” she lamented in exaggerated exasperation. She began cleaning herself up, blotting with the towel the messy aftermath of their inaugural romp.
“Good thing we put that down, huh?” remarked Bobby, watching the still-nude Jubilee, as if seeing her for the first time. There was a carefree quality to her just now, a nonchalance that contrasted with her earlier nervousness about being naked in front of him. To see her so comfortable, so confident, brought a near-indelible smile to his face.
“Yeah, that was quite a load you shot inside me,” marveled the young woman. “Damn, dude – this was the second one today? I’d hate to have seen the first.”
“I went without for a month, so sue me if I’m a little volcanic,” griped the New Englander.
Jubilee tucked an errant strand of hair behind one ear. “What about… Amara?” she asked haltingly.
“She’s definitely hot enough to brag about,” quipped Bobby, pushing his luck. He realized he’d pushed too far when he saw the hurt look on Jubilee’s face.
“Fine. Go fuck her, for all I care,” she bit out sullenly. “I guess I was just some kind of warm-up.”
Bobby tried not to smirk at her unintentional pun. “Do you want me to brag about scoring with you?” he asked to try to lighten the mood.
Jubilee sighed and shook her head. “I want you to be serious for, like, five minutes,” she answered tersely. “Do you still want her? Am I going to be in some sort of… fucking competition? Whoever’s sluttier, wins?”
“What? No! That would be a dick thing to do,” protested the young man. “I’m not that level of dick.” He squeezed Jubilee’s hand. “Nothing’s going on between me and Amara, not anymore,” he reassured her.
“Anymore?” she parroted.
“I won’t deny we had something starting, and she might still have feelings,” Bobby answered honestly. “I don’t know. I know I don’t.”
Jubilee regarded her companion warily. “You’d pick me over the literal hottest girl here? It better not be because I put out.”
Fighting the urge to make a remark that would surely dig his hole even deeper – perhaps to the point of receiving a plasma discharge in the sensitive regions – Bobby shook his head and kissed Jubilee’s cheek. “Amara’s a little high-maintenance; and, honestly, a little too foreign. She’s even harder to understand than most girls.” He nuzzled Jubilee cheek to cheek. “I think you’re a good fit.”
The young woman smirked. “For your dick, you mean.”
Bobby adopted a ‘got-me-there’ expression. “Well, there is that,” he jibed back.
Jubilee mock-glared. “Oh, so it is because I put out?”
Both teens shared a tension-relieving laugh and a brief kiss. Noting the time, they began dressing, since they couldn’t remain naked in bed together all evening, as much as they might want to. Dinner was coming up soon; and, after that, a couple playoff games. Hand in hand, they left Jubilee’s room and, with fresh and excited steps, went their no-longer-solitary way.
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A/N: We're almost to the end here; the next chapter, which I plan to post next week or maybe the week after, will wrap everything up. The only things that would delay it will be summer courses and incorporating the results of the NBA Finals, which won't conclude until mid-June, into the contents of the next chapter. I don't plan to do that, but as poet Robert Burns wrote, "The best-laid plans of mice and men / Gang oft agley."
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