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their characters occasionally, so I hope they don’t mind too much. This story 
contains material of a rather explicit sexual nature, and is intended for 
persons aged 18 and above. 

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Training 

Part Three: The Real Lesson. 

By Bombshell. 



April sat nervously on her bed waiting for Logan to come to her. It was late, 
and after the violence of the Danger Room, she was tired and aching; but her 
desire kept her awake and waiting. 

She stood and paced nervously to look at herself in the mirror. Jean and Storm 
and stopped by her room before her party to give her the gift she was wearing 
now. 

“We didn’t want to give you this in front of everyone else, in case you were 
embarrassed” Jean had told her, as she opened the gift box. She moved the tissue 
paper aside and lifted the garment from the box. It was negligee, shaded almost 
the exact blue of her eyes. 

“Wow” April murmured, caressing the nearly sheer fabric with her fingers. “I’ve 
never owned anything like this before. It’s so soft….” 

“Every girl needs something special to wear when the mood strikes her. You don’t 
need an excuse. Just put it on whenever you want to feel sexy….” Storm told her. 


The negligee felt wonderful next to her bare skin, but she had a feeling she 
wouldn’t be wearing it for long once Logan got there. 

There was a quiet knock at the door, and April opened it, admitting Logan. He 
stopped just inside the doorway and looked at her. April could feel a slight 
flush rise in her cheeks as his lustful gaze took in the sight of her. 

“You look beautiful.” He moved towards her and ran his fingertips lightly over 
the smooth fabric on her shoulder. He moved his fingers downward to her right 
breast. Her nipple was already firm, and he rubbed it. He reached up to stroke 
her left breast. April sighed as he pressed the silken material against her 
sensitive, aroused nipples. He drew her to his chest and held her, then his 
hands moved down her back to her rear. He drew the hem of the negligee up. 

“Got anything on under this?” he asked playfully. 

She giggled as he caressed her bare buttocks. He moved his hands away and let 
the fabric fall gently down again. He reached for her waist and held her firmly, 
then kissed her. She moaned quietly as she kissed back. She held onto his strong 
arms, steadying herself against the firm pressure of his mouth. He broke the 
kiss off, then moved his mouth to her neck. He reached for her breasts again, 
and stroked them roughly as he nibbled her ear. April felt herself going weak 
from his sensual assault. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned 
against him. 

“Am I being too rough?” he whispered. 

April shook her head no. “Maybe we should lie down” she murmured. 

Logan chuckled and released her from his hold. She took his hand and led him 
over to her bed. She stretched out, then beckoned him over to her. He climbed 
over her, carefully balancing his weight on his arms. She moved slightly under 
him, finding his neck with her mouth. She bit him gently on the neck and he 
growled with delight. She nibbled firmly along his jaw line, and reached down to 
touch him. She drew her leg up carefully between his thighs and began to rub it 
against him. He moaned lightly, and April began to feel his hardness through his 
jeans. 

“Lie back” she whispered. Logan smiled at her, surprised. He maneuvered himself 
onto his back and got comfortable against the pillows. April moved over him, and 
he looked down at her as she began to massage his thighs. She glanced up at him 
as she inched closer to his erection. She undid his pants, then reached in and 
touched him. He shuddered with delight at the sensation of her cold fingers on 
his hot, hard dick. She pulled it free of his clothing, then gently pulled his 
jeans off. She straddled him and reached up, pushing his shirt up over his 
chest. Logan sat up slightly, helping her get the shirt over his head. She flung 
the shirt aside, then pushed him back down. 

“You’re naked, and you’re all mine!” she murmured wickedly. Logan chuckled and 
smiled up at her. 

“Yeah…. So what are you gonna do with me now?” He asked her expectantly. 

April paused for thought. She looked at him speculatively. 
“You… have quite a lot of… stamina, don’t you?” she asked. 

Logan nodded. “One of the strangest benefits of my healing factor. I can pretty 
much go all night. Over and over again….” 

April looked both impressed and afraid. “So then, you won’t just roll over and 
go to sleep if I give you some satisfaction now?” 

“Not a chance” Logan replied with a wicked grin. 

“Good” April murmured as she moved down his body. She grasped his cock at the 
base and brought her mouth to it. With one long stroke, she drew her tongue 
along the length of it. She pushed it into her mouth and sucked gently. Logan 
sighed and shifted slightly under her. She took it out of her mouth and looked 
up at him. 

“Am I doing okay?” she asked “Because, I’ve never really done this before. I’m 
kinda’ making it up as I go….” 

“Darlin, you’re doing better than okay. Just do whatever feels right to you. 
I’ll let you know how it feels either way….” Logan reassured her. 

She took it into her mouth again. He began to relax and feel the pleasure build 
in his body as she focused intently on him. She stroked him with her mouth, 
finding his rhythm. He reached down to grip her shoulders as she moved over him, 
delighting it the small succulent noises she made as she satisfied him. He began 
to move against her as his climax built. He reached up behind his head and 
gripped the bed frame. She grasped his right thigh firmly with one hand, trying 
to keep up with him. He grunted and grabbed at the bed frame as his orgasm rose. 
April held him firmly, struggling to take in the rush of his salty juice as he 
came. She sucked him until he was spent, and lay trembling and gratified beneath 
her. She sighed and collapsed onto his chest. He moaned and moved beneath her, 
drawing her into an embrace. She looked up at him expectantly, but he continued 
to lay back against the pillows, shoulders heaving as he recovered from her 
attention. She lay back down on his hairy chest and let him hold her. He moved 
his hands up her back caressing her shoulders and neck. 

“Was that…?” 
Logan shushed her, then lifted her slightly, rolling her onto her back. 

“Let me show you my appreciation” He murmured. He reached down and moved the 
negligee up over her hips, then drew it over her head. 

He moved his body over hers again, and his lips found her neck. He teased her 
sensitive flesh with small kisses, working his way down to her breasts. He took 
her left nipple into his mouth and worked his tongue over it while his fingers 
found her other nipple, making them rock hard. She moaned as nibbled on them. 
She felt heat blooming between her thighs. Logan sensed the sweet aroma of her 
desire, and reached down to touch her. 

Her soft folds of flesh were silky and wet. He stroked her gently, his 
fingertips teasing her nub. He moved down her body, kissing as he went. He moved 
between her thighs and began to caress the smooth white skin of her loins. April 
moaned in anticipation of his touch. He teased her with his lips and fingers on 
her thighs, moving gradually towards her sensitive mound. His mouth found her 
swollen clit, and she moaned as he kissed it firmly. She moved her hips towards 
him and reached down to hold his head, running her fingers through his thick 
dark hair. He caressed her gently with his tongue, already feeling her climax 
rising. He slipped a finger into her, and stroked her rhythmically, keeping his 
lips on her sensitive nub. He withdrew the finger slightly, then pushed a second 
into her. She moaned lightly with discomfort, moving away from him slightly. He 
bore down on her with his mouth, and picked up the rhythm, stroking deeply 
inside her tight wet sex. She began to surrender to him again; her breath uneven 
as her climax began to wash over her. 

She cried out and trembled beneath Logan as he pushed her over. She embraced his 
torso with her legs as he stroked her. She relaxed back onto the bed, still 
gripping him with her legs. He moved up off her, gently lowering her legs as he 
moved back up her body. Her face was flushed and glistening with perspiration. 
He held her body to his, rubbing her swollen nipples against his chest. She 
looked up at him as she felt his erection press against her belly. He stroked it 
against her stomach, then moved between her legs and teased her mound with it. 

“Ready?” he asked. 

“I really want this” she whispered. 

“I know. I want it to be good for you….” He told her. 

He drew her into his arms. His lips found her neck, and he nuzzled against her 
as he stroked her breasts. Her breathing was already fast and tight. He moved 
between her thighs, reaching up to stroke her hair and face. He kissed her 
gently as he pushed the tip inside her. She tensed slightly, so he stopped. He 
stroked her hair and neck. 

“Relax, darlin’” 

April swallowed nervously and nodded. He pushed against her again. She gripped 
his hips and closed her eyes. He pushed firmly until he was inside her. She 
grunted with discomfort, then exhaled sharply. Her eyes sprang open and she 
looked up at him. 

“Ouch” she breathed unsteadily. 

“The worst bit is over now. Try to relax.” He whispered in her ear. 

She panted slightly, trying to relax her body as he started to move gently and 
rhythmically inside her. She loosened her grip on his hips, trying to hold him 
steady above her. Logan shifted up onto his arms, trying not to crush her with 
his weight. 

“Are you okay?” he murmured in her ear. “Do you want me to stop?” 

“No, it doesn’t hurt too much now” she whispered. 

He kissed her gently on the lips as he continued moving inside her. She lay back 
and closed her eyes, small noises that were a combination of pleasure and pain 
escaped from her throat. She wriggled slightly beneath him, trying to work her 
limbs in a comfortable position. Logan was picking up the pace, thrusting deeply 
into her. He moved his hips up high over her pelvis. April grit her teeth and 
tried not to moan in discomfort. She was beginning to feel numb between her 
thighs, but a dull ache was spreading to her lower back. She looked up at Logan. 
His eyes were closed, his face a mask of blissful concentration. She put her 
lips to his stubbled chin and began nibbling. A small delighted rumble escaped 
Logan’s throat. April continued down his chin to his neck. She nibbled and bit 
him gently, steeling herself against his increased thrusting. His climax was 
building. He moved over April, enraptured by how her tightness felt against his 
hard cock. He grunted as he pushed into her harder and faster. The sensation 
shocked April, and she bit him hard on the neck. Logan startled. His eyes 
snapped open and he looked down at her. She was putting on a brave front, but he 
could see the pain in her eyes. It was too late. He lost control. His hot 
essence spilled inside her as his thrusting reached a fever pitch. April cried 
out, digging her fingers into the flesh of his back. 

“Sorry, babe, sorry” Logan gasped as he trembled above her. He began to slow 
down, feeling his body go limp with exquisite exhaustion. He shifted his weight 
back on to his knees, moving up off her. April groaned and drew her knees to her 
chest. She lay back against the bed, her loins pounding from abuse and 
frustration. Logan lay down gently beside her. 

“How you holding up?” He asked. 

April sighed. She looked over at him with a wry smile. 

“Is it supposed to hurt that much?” she asked him sadly. Logan drew her into his 
arms. She moaned as she shifted her body around. Logan paused suddenly, and 
released her from his hold. He sat up slightly, and moved down her body. She lay 
back, staring at him. He moved down between her legs, moving her thighs apart. 

“Logan, what are you doing?” she asked suspiciously. 

Logan sighed. Gently, he touched the soft, swollen skin between her legs. April 
gasped. 

“Logan!” she grumbled at him. 

He drew his fingers away. He knew he’d smelled blood. The thick red fluid was 
smeared on her skin, and on the bedding. He swore quietly. April looked up at 
him, and suddenly she realized what he was looking at. 

“Is there a lot?” she asked cautiously. 

Logan sighed. “Nah. But more than there probably should be. I think I got a bit 
rough.” He looked up at her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bleed ya' like that.” 

“I’ll live” April muttered. “But help me into the bathroom. I want to wash it 
off. And your stuff. I feel pretty nasty right now….” 

Logan studied her eyes. He could see sadness mingled with trust. 

“It’ll get better, I promise.” He told her. Gently, he scooped her up into his 
arms, and took her into the bathroom. He set her down into the tub and turned on 
the water. April sighed, stretching out in the tub. She shifted around 
uncomfortably as the water rose around her. Logan folded a towel and pushed it 
behind her head. She rested back against the tub and looked up at him. 

“Aren’t you going to join me?” she murmured. 

“In a minute” Logan said as he wrapped a towel around his waist. April closed 
her eyes and rested as Logan moved out of the bathroom. 

He re-emerged several moments later with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He 
sat on the floor next to the tub and looked at the bottle for a moment. 

April gave him a wry grin. “Forgot the cork screw, didn’t you?” 

Logan pretended to ignore her. He popped a claw from his right hand, and dug the 
cork out. April watched him, slightly open-mouthed. Logan poured two glasses, 
then handed one to her. 

“You were saying…?” he asked, a small smile on his face. 

April chuckled. “Handy all over the house, aren’t you?” she teased. She lay 
back, sipping her wine. Logan leaned towards her and slipped his arm behind her 
shoulders, drawing her closer to him. He nuzzled against her neck, kissing her 
gently. 
“It wasn’t too bad” she mumbled. “I know you tried to be gentle.” She looked 
over to Logan, a look of concern suddenly crossing her face. 

“Logan, promise me one thing….” 

“What’s that, darlin?” he wondered. 

“Please don’t make me train tomorrow….” 

Logan laughed. 

“Honestly, I don’t think I’ll be able to walk, let alone spar with you.” 

“Okay. I’ll give you the day off.” He chuckled. He set his wineglass down and 
reached into the bathtub. He scooped the warm water over April’s body, then 
stroked his fingers over her wet skin. He moved his fingers down her abdomen, 
playing them gently over her navel. She looked over to him again. 

“What are you up to, now?” she asked him sleepily. 

He moved his hand down between her thighs, his fingertips brushing her clit. She 
moaned and tried to move his hand away. 

“No more, please” she murmured. 

“This won’t hurt you.” He told her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. 

He stroked his fingers over her nub, teasing it with the lightest of touches. He 
kept is up for several minutes until her breathing grew heavier. She lay 
stretched out in the bath tub, her head resting back against his other arm, eyes 
closed. 

“How’s that feeling?” he murmured. 

She moaned with pleasure. “Harder” she whispered. 

He continued to tease her lightly. She was starting to move her hips against 
him, increasing the stimulation. She swallowed nervously and sighed. 

“Rub it harder” she whispered again. 

“Nah, I’d best be gentle with all I’ve put you through tonight.” 

She whimpered. The urgent rhythm of her body was making waves in the tub. Logan 
looked hungrily at her hard nipples as the water lapped against them. He leaned 
over her and licked her outstretched neck as he caressed her. Her breathing was 
tight, and small moans escaped her chest. 

“Logan, just touch it harder. I’m going to scream if you don’t make me come 
right now!” she cried urgently. 

Logan laughed wickedly. 

“Maybe I want you to scream.” He teased. 

He pressed hard against her clit with his fingers, bearing down on her. She 
brought her hips up to meet his hand, rubbing herself against him. She gasped as 
she started to come, grunting with every spasm of her hips. 

“C’mon….” Logan urged her. 

She grabbed his arm with her hands, digging her nails in. She cried his name as 
she peaked. She leaned her head back against his other arm, bracing herself 
against the end of the tub with her feet. She slumped into the tub, limp and 
panting. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at him. 

“Not bad. You’re going to have to scream it louder next time.” He teased, as he 
continued to touch her gently. She reached up and grabbed him by the shoulders, 
pulling him up into the bath with her. He didn’t resist her at all, and slid 
into the tub with a splash. He scooped her into his arms, and moved her around 
into his lap. He settled back with her in his arms. 

“You’re the best teacher I’ve ever had.” She murmured. 

He chuckled. “This is only the beginning. I have so much more to show you…. You 
think your body hurts now, wait ‘til I really go to work on you….” 

She was silent for a moment. “In the Danger Room, or the bedroom?” wondered 
aloud. 

“By the time I’m finished, the Danger Room is going to seem like a relaxing 
hobby” Logan told her with a dangerous grin. 

“Sign me up. I plan to graduate at the top of my class.” She told him, matching 
his wicked look. 



The End 


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