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Three Way Calling


Logan could often sense danger approaching, and he knew there was nothing 
more dangerous in the world than a woman coming into heat.

Most of the team were outside, enjoying the balmy summer day on the grounds 
of the mansion. Logan had been sitting in the shade of a tree near the pool, 
trying to read, but being quietly distracted by the sight of some of his 
female teammates in their swimsuits. He subtly studied the beautiful 
feminine physiques of Rogue and Psylock, and felt a stir of arousal in his 
loins. He pushed the feeling aside, not wanting to attract Betsy’s 
telepathic attention.

He was about to force himself back to the book he was trying to read when he 
noticed Jean disappearing into the mansion. She had returned from an early 
morning walk around the lake.

Jean had been especially sensitive of late. Scott had been away for weeks on 
an assignment in Europe, and Jean was missing him terribly, especially now, 
when her body’s hormonal cycle made her crave physical attention. It was an 
evolutionary trick of biology, designed to ensure the survival of the 
species. But nowadays it just served to make Jean frustrated and incredibly 
horny. Logan had noticed her restlessness, the sensual hunger in the way she 
moved. He was especially unsettled by the way she looked at him. He had done 
his best to avoid her, but now he was becoming concerned for his friend. 
Even from a distance he could tell she was distressed. He stood, and headed 
for the mansion.

He followed her scent to the common room. Before he was even near the room, 
he could hear her speaking to someone. He listened just long enough to 
realize she was talking on the phone to Scott. He turned to move away, but 
paused for a moment, eavesdropping.

“I know. I miss you so much.” He heard her whisper. “I wish you were here 
with me. Sometimes I need you so badly I feel like I’m going to burst into 
flames.” She laughed quietly, then was silent, listening. “Baby, I’ve tried 
that.” Jean replied. She laughed again, a sensual throaty sound that made 
Logan’s mouth water. He tried to move away, but seemed rooted to the spot, 
fascinated but her voice.

“Nothing satisfies me. I need to feel your hands on me. You need to come 
home and attend to me.” She sighed. “I need to be fucked so badly. I can’t 
stop thinking how good you feel inside me. How good it feels when you kiss 
me, then work your way down my body, licking my nipples, then when you get 
between my legs and suck my clit ‘til I come.” She moaned. “Oh, babe, I’m so 
hot. I wish you were here on top of me.”

Logan could feel the blood pounding in his loins as arousal hardened him. He 
swallowed hard and turned, trying to move off. Jean was silent for a moment.

“Are you getting turned on?”

Logan assumed she was talking to her husband. He kept moving away from her, 
though it was becoming increasingly difficult to walk comfortably.

“Logan?”

He froze.

“Oh shit” he muttered under his breath. She had sensed his presence. He 
moved back towards the common room. He peered around the corner. Jean was 
stretched out on one of the couches, looking over her shoulder at him.

“Jeannie, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I was just coming to see if 
you’re alright.” He hid his body behind the doorframe, not wanting her to 
see the erection forming in his trousers.

Jean spoke into the phone. “It’s Logan. He came to see what I was doing.” 
She listened for a moment. She looked over to Logan again.

“He wants to know how much you just heard”

Logan sighed. “Pretty much all of it” he admitted.

Jean studied him as she listened to what her husband had to say. A slow 
smile spread across her face.

“Why don’t you come in and take a seat. Scott wants to ask you a favor.”

Logan looked at her warily. Self consciously, he moved into the room and sat 
of the couch opposite Jean. He tried to cross his legs to hide his erection, 
but Jean noticed, and smiled slightly. She continued speaking to Scott over 
the phone. Now he was closer, Logan’s sensitive ears could hear what Scott 
was saying through the phone.

“If I were there right now, what would you have me do?” Scott asked Jean.

Jean groaned and stretched on the couch. “I’d want you to kiss me, on the 
mouth. Lots and lots of tongue. Then I’d want you kiss my neck and fondle my 
breasts.” She paused and smiled over at Logan. “Then I’d want you to 
unbutton the top of my dress.” She ran her free hand over her breasts, 
caressing her nipples. She moaned lightly. “Scott, I’m so horny. What should 
I do about it?”

“What’s Logan doing?” Scott asked. Jean looked over to Logan “He’s sitting 
across from me, looking turned on and very nervous.” She smiled.

“Tell him to come over to you.”

Jean reached out and beckoned Logan over. Warily, Logan stood, and made his 
way over to her. He perched himself on the edge of the couch next to her.

“He’s next to me now.” Jean told Scott.

“Good. Tell him to touch your breasts.” Scott replied. Logan looked at Jean, 
shocked.

“No. No way. That ain’t right,” Logan said, shaking his head.

“Logan, it’s okay. We both want you to. Scott is going to talk to me, and 
turn me on, but we need you to help get me off. Phone sex just isn’t enough 
for me, I need someone to touch me. I need this.”

Logan shook his head, and stood.

“Jeannie, I can’t. Scott’s your husband, I shouldn’t touch you like that.”

“Scott says it’s okay. He wants me to be satisfied. He knows you can help. 
No strings attached. Please….” She whispered, looking up at him. The lust in 
her eyes made him harder.

“It’s alright Logan. I don’t mind you having her like this. I’ll do the 
talking, and you act it out on her, okay?” Scott said.

Logan hesitated.

“You know you want to” Jean whispered.

Oh lord, yes he did. He sighed, trying to relax. He’d always wanted her, but 
she was with Scott. And now he had Scott’s permission- it didn’t seem 
wrong….

“Start talking, Slim” Logan muttered.

Jean smiled, relieved.

“All right. Jean, sweetheart… I’d touch your breasts, and start unbuttoning 
your dress…” Scott began.

Logan unbuttoned the top three buttons of Jean’s sundress. He slipped his 
hands inside to caress the soft fabric of her bra. Her nipples were full and 
hard, and he pressed his thumbs over them. Jean sighed with pleasure. She 
spoke to Scott “Then you’d reach down and start stroking my thighs with your 
other hand.’

Logan complied, filling in for Scott. He pushed the hem of her dress up, his 
fingers brushing her warm skin. He touched her silky panties, while his 
other hand squeezed her breasts in turn.

“I’d want you take my bra off, so you could put your tongue all over my 
nipples” She whispered to Scott.

Her bra fastened at the front, and Logan relented from touching her thighs 
to reach up and unhook it. Her large firm breasts spilled out of the bra as 
her released the clasp. He grasped them, his big hands barely able to 
contain them. He squeezed them both gently, eliciting a moan of arousal for 
Jean. He smiled, thinking of all the times he’d wanted to touch her like 
this, and his cock began to throb steadily. She looked up at him with a 
knowing smile.

“Scott, honey, I think Logan is really getting into this”
She murmured to her husband on the other end of the line.

“Is he as good as me?” Scott teased.

“Hmm. Almost. He’s just warming up, though”

Scott gave a quiet chuckle. Logan pretended to ignore them, and continued 
stroking Jean’s breasts.

“Suck my nipples” She whispered.

Logan bent forward and took her right nipple into his mouth. He sucked it 
between his lips, then stroked his tongue around it. He moved over to her 
left nipple, repeating the process.

“Now what would I be doing” Scott prompted Jean.

“Mmm…. Sucking my nipples, really hard. Oh, it feels so good….” Jean moaned.

Logan could hear Scott breathing hard into the phone.

“Scott, are you touching yourself?” Jean asked.

Scott’s moan of pleasure answered her question. Logan blocked the mental 
image for his mind, instead concentrating on Jean’s sexy body. He unbuttoned 
her dress to her waist. He kept his hands on her breasts as he kissed down 
her abdomen, exploring her navel with his tongue. He began to realize that 
anyone could walk in on them at any time- and he and Jean would have a hell 
of a time explaining this…. Strangely, the thought of it turned him on even 
more. Jean seemed to know exactly what he was thinking, and it encouraged 
her to be even more risqué.

“I’d want you to open my dress right up and pull off my panties.” Jean 
suggested.

“And then I’d get down there and taste you” Scott responded. Logan chuckled, 
as he followed their suggestions. He finished unbuttoning Jean’s dress, then 
reached for her panties. He pulled them down her legs roughly, then grabbed 
the top of her thighs. His fingers made their way to the hot, extremely wet 
folds of skin between her legs. She moaned, moving her hips towards him. 
Logan slipped two fingers inside her, and used his free hand to move her 
thighs apart. He slipped her right leg over his shoulder, then moved in to 
kiss her. He pushed his fingers in and out, finding a rhythm she liked, and 
complimented it with slow, strong pressure on her nub with his tongue.

Scott’s voice was low and his breath thick as he continued to talk dirty in 
Jean’s ear.

“So now I’m sucking on your clit….” Scott suggested

“… And fingering me” Jean gasped. “I’m so hot, oh… I’m going to come. Rub it 
harder….”

Logan stroked her swollen clit with his tongue. His cock was throbbing so 
hard, he was certain he would loose it before she did. He could hear Scott 
breathing rhythmically over the phone, close to getting himself off. Logan 
bore down on Jean with his mouth, and he began to feel her tremble beneath 
him. She grabbed his shoulders and pushed her hips towards him frantically. 
She writhed and squirmed as she surrendered to her orgasm, moaning and 
crying out. The sound of her climax pushed Scott over, and Logan heard him 
grunt and gasp over the phone. Jean slumped back, panting as her orgasm 
subsided.

“Scott?” She asked into the phone.

Scott sighed, relieved.

“How was that?” He asked.

“Oh, so good. Exactly what I needed.” She smiled down at Logan, who was 
still nuzzling between her legs. “Oh, but honey, was have another problem….” 
Jean whispered.

“And what’s that?” Scott wondered.

“Poor Logan. He’s been working so hard on me, he’s gotten himself all 
excited…. I think he need a little relief now himself….”

“I think he’s earned it.” Scott told her.

Logan looked up her, his head spinning from the control he was trying to 
exert over his throbbing dick.

“C’mon, Logan. Your turn” Jean murmured to him.

Logan could hardly move, but he shook his head. “No, this was my gift to 
you, that’s all” he choked out.

“You and I both know you’re not going anywhere with that load still in you.” 
Jean told him.

Before he could protest, Jean used her telekinesis to lift him onto the 
couch. She stood, pulling her dress around her. She laid him out on the 
couch and moved over him; the phone still tucked between her chin and 
shoulder.

“Do you want to hear this?” Jean asked Scott.

“Give the phone to Logan, I want him to describe what you’re doing to him.”

Jean handed the phone to Logan.

“Jeannie, you don’t have to do this” Logan muttered.

“I want to” she whispered. She tucked the phone under his chin, still using 
her telekinesis to pin him down. She reached for his waist, undoing his belt 
and zipper. She reached inside his pants and pulled out his painfully hard 
cock. It took every ounce of his self-control to not come right then and 
there.

“So?” Scott asked.

She’s undone my pants, she holding my cock, stroking it….” He moaned in 
appreciation. Her hands felt amazing on his hard prick. She leaned over him 
and took it into her mouth.

“Ohh….” Logan moaned, hardly able to speak “Now she’s sucking it.”

She stroked her mouth up and down on his cock, swirling her tongue around 
the shaft. Her lips played on the sensitive end of it, and then she pushed 
it into her mouth again and began to suck hard. The pleasure was too much, 
and he started to come. He growled, his cock throbbing.

“She’s good, isn’t she?” Scott murmured.

Jean held his shaft firmly and sucked hard on it as he came; she swallowed 
his hot juices as his cock jerked in her mouth. He moaned wildly, moving his 
hips towards her. He panted and trembled as his climax washed over him. He 
lay back on the couch as Jean finished up with him. She smiled up at him as 
she moved up his body. She pulled his shirt up and bit one of his nipples 
hard. He growled appreciatively and smiled back at her. She took the phone 
from him.

“Hey babe” She whispered to Scott.

“How’s he doing?”

“He’s a little more relaxed now.”

“Good.” Scott said. “Put him on the phone again.”

Logan sighed and took the phone, his body only now starting to relax.

“Logan… thanks for taking care of Jean. Let’s make this our little secret, 
just the three of us….”

“Of course.” Logan watched Jean as she re-hooked her bra, then started to 
re-button her dress. He reached down and tucked his satisfied cock away, and 
did up his pants.

“I’m glad to know I can count on you. Jean will be… relieved to know she has 
someone to turn to you when she needs satisfaction….” Scott told him.

“It’ll be my pleasure” Logan grinned wickedly at Jean. She gave him a 
knowing smile….







The End…?   ;)