JEAN GREY:

I CAN'T GET YOU OUT OF MY MIND

by PJ

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Because the summer night was so warm and inviting, Jean Grey decided to walk back to the hotel from the play she had just attended. A gentle breeze caressed the slim woman's long, flowing red-gold hair as she strolled down the lamp lit sidewalk. Traffic on the street to her right was light, and the sidewalk was nearly empty except for a few evening walkers and some apartment tenants sitting on the stairs in front of their buildings admiring the twinkling stars or chatting with their neighbors. Jean's garb was perfect for the warm weather, a thin red silk dress that hung to about mid-thigh, showing off her long, sleek legs. Jean's arms were bare except for the thin straps that held the dress up, and her nipples pressed firmly against the sheer fabric. She wore sandal shoes with high heels, her lips and nails painted a dark shade of violet. Jean hummed softly to herself, feeling serene while she walked to her waiting bed.

Jean felt a gentle pressure within her mind, not so much a mind probe as a soft brushing against her mental shields. She halted immediately, extending her own mind outwards, searching for the thing that had touched her. Jean traced the source of the sensation to a building several blocks ahead on the same side of the street that she stood upon. Walking quickly, Jean approached the building, a structure that appeared to be an abandoned apartment building. Jean climbed swiftly up the short flight of stairs to the front doors, her mind scanning the interior for signs of danger or the source of her brief telepathic contact. Jean opened the right hand door, entering a brightly-lit foyer.

"Welcome to Elyssia!" smiled the gorgeous red headed woman standing at a podium to the right. "Are you meeting anyone here?"

"Uh, no," answered Jean hesitantly, her ears detecting pounding music from somewhere beneath the room.

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to ask for twenty dollars, it's the cover charge," shrugged the woman helplessly.

Jean paid the woman, who indicated a stairwell going down. Jean followed the woman's directions, somewhat shocked when she surface-scanned the woman and felt the lustful feelings focused on her. Turning to descend the stairwell, Jean glanced briefly at the door attendant, who was brazenly sliding her eyes up and down Jean's body. Blushing deeply, Jean lowered her eyes to the stairs in front of her, making her way down into the basement. She continued to scan for the other telepath, but could find nothing except a vague feeling that the broadcaster was somewhere in this "club".

Jean left the foot of the stairs, walking down a dark, narrow hallway. Women stood along the walls, either alone or in couples, staring wantonly at Jean as she passed by. The music became louder and louder, until it grew harder and harder to concentrate with her powers. Jean passed through a doorway into a huge underground chamber.

Laser lights flashed and strobed through the tightly packed club. Young women were everywhere, sitting at tables on high stools, lined up against a long bar on the right drinking and laughing, or pressed tightly together on the immense dance floor, writhing in tune to the melodious music roaring from the club's cutting edge sound system.

"Wow," murmured Jean, her mind reeling from the lust that filled this room to overflowing. She had never been in a room with so many horny women in all her life.

"Pretty cool, huh?" grinned a young blonde who couldn't have been over eighteen. "You wanna dance?"

"No, thanks," smiled Jean politely, descending down a metal staircase to the club floor. Women and girls slid past Jean, touching, pouting, licking their lips while she searched the room for her elusive telepath. Jean went to the bar, ordering a small drink, declining the offer of a variety of drugs from the gorgeous brunette attending her. Jean sipped her drink, gasping as the burning liquor flowed down her throat. Jean's skin began to perspire from the strength of the drink and the density of female bodies surrounding her.

*Invigorating, isn't it?* purred the voice in Jean's mind.

Jean spun to face the person she sought, a woman who looked nearly identical to her, with rich red hair and a lithe, sensual body.

"Madelyne!"

"In the flesh," grinned Madelyne, wrapping her arms around Jean's waist and kissing her firmly on the mouth. Jean's mind filled with warmth, her skin hot from the lust emanating from Madelyne.

"It was you...I...sensed," moaned Jean while Madelyne's hands cupped her buttocks and squeezed them.

"Yes, and you came, just as I knew you would," smiled Madelyne, licking up the right side of Jean's throbbing neck.

"Stop...stop it! Get out of my mind!" panted Jean, perspiration beading on her forehead while Madelyne nibbled on her right ear, her hands moving to fondle Jean's silk covered breasts.

"But you like this, I can sense it in your mind," whispered Madelyne into Jean's ear before she inserted her tongue, rolling it around Jean's ear canal.

Jean closed her eyes to mere slits, her body on fire as Madelyne guided her to the crowded dance floor, standing behind her with arms pressed against her stomach as they moved in beat with the music. Jean acutely felt Madelyne's firm breasts pressed against her back, she rolled her crotch in sync with her captor's while Madelyne forced Jean's shields down, opening her mind to the desire screaming from all the minds around them.

"It's...too much," gasped Jean, sweat covering her body, her sheer dress clinging to every curve of her flesh.

"Then don't fight it, give in to it," murmured Madelyne, placing her right hand between Jean's legs, reaching up beneath Jean's dress to rub her damp panties.

Jean moaned, her pussy melting from Madelyne's sensual caresses. She felt the juices of her vagina pour through her cunt, drenching her panties and sliding down her trembling legs. A young brunette with short cut hair dressed in a painfully tight rubber halter and mini-skirt spun up to Jean, placing her small hands over Jean's tits, leaning up on tiptoes to kiss Jean passionately on the lips. Jean groaned softly, unable to struggle when the girl slid her tongue into Jean's mouth, tickling Jean's tongue lasciviously.

"Let's go to the bathroom," suggested Madelyne, her arms still wrapped possessively around Jean's thin waist.

"Okay," grinned the young brunette, enthusiastically following after the two stunning redheads.

The three young women entered the large bathroom full of girls primping themselves in front of mirrors. They didn't have to wait long for a stall to open, one at the very end disgorged two girls wiping traces of coke from beneath their pert noses. The short brunette rushed forward, claiming the stall for Madelyne and Jean. Madelyne pulled the stumbling Jean into the stall, lowering the lid of the toilet so Jean could collapse down upon it. While the brunette closed the stall door, Madelyne pulled off Jean's red silk dress, leaving her naked except for her shoes and moist panties.

"She's already wet," giggled the raven-haired girl as she knelt down in front of Jean, prying her long legs apart.

"Yes, my friend is a real slut," smiled Madelyne, stroking Jean's slick red hair while raising her own short leather skirt up with her free hand. "Go ahead, you want to."

Jean closed her eyes, the scent of Madelyne's crotch making her dizzy with arousal. She bent forward, rubbing her nose against Madelyne's panties, her mouth pressed against the smooth white fabric. The eager brunette pulled down Jean's panties to her ankles, thrusting her small mouth onto Jean's glistening pussy. Jean groaned sharply, her bare nipples stiff as the girl between her legs sucked on her labia, tugging at the tender pink flesh with her small teeth. Madelyne caressed Jean's left breast while her naked lover gently pulled away the front of her panties to lick her honey slick cunt.

"Um, good," purred Madelyne, her eyes half closed with bliss as Jean shoved her tongue into Madelyne's vagina, licking the engorged dripping walls with relish.

The brunette between Jean's thighs lapped at the woman's quivering clit, her tongue caressing and fondling the little nub until Jean groaned, a fresh gush of honey escaping out of her slit. Jean moved her head back and forth, pumping her tongue inside Madelyne's pussy, burying her nose within her lover's musky red pubic hair.

"I'm gonna cum!" panted Madelyne, her hips rocking as her orgasm approached. She grasped Jean's head with both hands, shuddering while a fountain of her honey sprayed out of her cunt, splattering across Jean's face and gaping mouth.

Madelyne struggled for air, watching the brunette lick the insides of Jean's bare thighs.

"Want to come home with us?" inquired Madelyne.

"Oh, yes," whispered the girl, rubbing her right cheek against Jean's warm leg.

Jean stared at the full-length mirror, admiring her sexy body, which was now in a black leather bustier like the one she had once worn as the evil Black Queen. Unlike that garment, this brazier did not cover her luscious breasts, it laid them bare, supporting them so that they thrust forward brazenly, wantonly. She wore matching black leather g-string panties and polished black stiletto heeled boots that rose to her knees. A spiked leather choke collar completed the costume, clinging snugly to her graceful neck. Jean's fiery red hair was tied with a single black leather cord, the loose ponytail dangling over her left shoulder to her exposed breast.

"Ooo, you look so sexy!" smiled the young brunette girl that Madelyne had brought back from Elyssia.

"Thank you, Amy," blushed Jean, the memory of Amy's mouth against her pussy still fresh in her mind.

"Madelyne wants you in her bedroom, she wants to make love to you just by herself," pouted Amy.

"I bet you'll get to join us later," smiled Jean, passing Amy on her way out, caressing the girl's lovely face.

"Promise?"

"Promise," grinned Jean, leaning down to kiss Amy on the lips.

Jean made her way through a candlelit hall, passing through two open wood double doors into Madelyne's master bedroom. Madelyne lounged upon the room's huge four poster bed, sipping idly from a vial of sparkling crystal.

"Wine?"

"Yes, thank you," nodded Jean, taking another vial from a small table near the bed, draining the rich wine swiftly. Jean sighed, setting down the vial while the powerful wine worked its magic, loosening her limbs, and her inhibitions.

"I see you're getting into the spirit of things," nodded Madelyne, discarding her own empty vial as Jean climbed onto the enormous, soft bed.

"You can be very...persuasive," smiled Jean, snuggling close to Madelyne, who wore an identical costume to Jean's.

"You haven't seen anything yet," murmured Madelyne, touching Jean's right cheek before kissing her hungrily on the mouth, devouring Jean's soft wine colored lips.

Jean felt Madelyne's lust, the woman's overpowering need to possess and break her. Jean's skin became hot as Madelyne started sucking on her right tit, adorning her breast with gleaming saliva. Jean reached down between Madelyne's thighs, moving the front of her panties aside so she could fondle the folds of Madelyne's warm pussy. Madelyne groaned softly, gently biting Jean's nipple, circling around it again and again with her wet tongue. Jean rubbed her fingers up and down Madelyne's cunt, massaging the slit until it became moist with the woman's musky juices.

"You make me so hot," moaned Madelyne before she kissed Jean urgently, her hands squeezing Jean's naked tits.

Jean returned Madelyne's embrace with equal passion, her hand sliding over Madelyne's ass, moving into her crack to fondle her dripping pussy. The two beautiful women frenched, their tongues entwining and caressing like separate entities. Madelyne rolled on top of Jean, burying her hands in Jean's thick red-gold hair, rubbing her crotch over Jean's while the woman below continued to finger her cunt, slipping one long delicate finger into her moist vagina. Madelyne groaned continuously, pumping her hips forward, thrusting her pussy onto Jean's probing digit. Jean fastened her lips over Madelyne's left tit, sucking loudly on the dangling mound, the tip of her tongue flicking over the hardened, engorged nipple. Madelyne formed a telepathic rapport with Jean, sharing her building ecstasy with her lover. Jean moaned around the breast inside her mouth, her own pussy grew hot, juices trickling down her cunt onto the soft black silk sheets beneath her bare ass.

Madelyne licked the sides of Jean's exposed neck, then moved to her bare shoulders. She kissed and ran her lips across Jean's hot skin while the woman underneath her thrust a second finger into her sopping wet pussy, pushing them deep into her shuddering vagina. Madelyne slammed down with her hips, ramming Jean's fingers into her cunt, shoving them farther and farther into her until her climax threatened to explode within her. Jean and Madelyne screamed out their lust in tandem, their sweat covered bodies writhing against each other as bursts of honey splattered out of their cunts, drenching their thighs and the sheets beneath them with thick, sticky droplets of cum.

Jean lay limply upon the disheveled bed, her scantily clad body reeking of perspiration and vaginal juices, hers as well as her lover's. She waited for Madelyne to come back to bed, her red-maned mistress on an errand to retrieve another of her playthings, the young girl named Amy. The duo entered the sex-scented bedroom, young Amy nearly shaking with anticipation.

"We had to take some extra time to get Amy properly equipped," explained Madelyne.

"Like my new cock?" giggled Amy, her small right hand stroking the black plastic dildo strapped over her crotch.

"Looks yummy," grinned Jean, brushing away a strand of her sweat slick red-gold hair.

"Then suck it," demanded Amy, jumping onto the bed, thrusting out with her tiny hips.

Jean crawled towards Amy, thrusting her face towards the offered dildo. She took the head of the rod into her mouth, moaning sensually as she sucked on the stiff shaft.

"That's my bitch," giggled Amy, placing her left hand on the back of Jean's head, pushing the woman's mouth harder against the dildo. The long plastic prick rammed down Jean's throat, making her choke until Amy eased her hand. Madelyne sat on the bed behind Jean, running her right hand across Jean's tight bare ass. She leaned forward, licking Jean's creamy buttocks, tasting the sweat that slid down the woman's ass to her luscious thighs. Jean caressed the length of the black dildo with her tender purple lips, her tongue drenching it with her warm drool. She reached the plastic testicles near Amy's pussy, she enfolded them with her mouth, sucking loudly, her nose pressing into Amy's little cunt. Amy panted, her small tits heaving, her tongue slipping across her pouting lips while she ran her hands through Jean's thick red mane. Madelyne licked Jean's anus, drooling long streams of saliva into her relaxed sphincter. She watched as Jean eagerly sucked on the dildo in front of her, her head bobbing up and down while her lips caressed the veined pole.

"Lay down, Amy," ordered Madelyne, slapping Jean's ass playfully.

The young naked girl laid down on her back as instructed, her ebony dildo rising like an unyielding spear from her pussy.

*Fuck her, Jean,* whispered Madelyne into Jean's mind. *Fuck her like the whore you've become.*

Jean licked her moist violet lips, crawling on top of Amy before lowering her crotch onto Amy's stiff cock. Jean moaned as the hard dildo pushed up into her vagina, filling her wet cunt, caressing the hot lips of her slit. She started bouncing on Amy's crotch, ramming the dildo into her belly, her ass bobbing erotically as she humped the girl beneath her. Madelyne hugged Jean from behind, squeezing her left tit while shoving a finger into her asshole, ramming it deep into the panting woman's rectum. Jean groaned, her hands resting over Amy's tiny tits, her honey-slick crotch slapping upon the prone girl's narrow thighs. Madelyne removed her finger from Jean's anus, she ran it around the folds of Jean's dripping pussy, gathering the moaning woman's honey until her digit was coated in it. She removed her hand from beneath Jean's ass, raising it to her gaping mouth.

*Suck it.*

Jean placed her lips over the glistening finger, sucking her own pussy juices from it. She moaned with pleasure as she devoured the sticky honey, her cheeks taut from consuming every drop of the delicious fluid. Madelyne caressed Jean's lips with the sex scented finger, watching with amusement as Jean kissed and rubbed her mouth against it.

Jean placed her arms around Amy's neck, shoving her pussy harder against the dildo nestled inside her vagina. Amy attached her mouth to Jean's sweaty left tit, suckling it eagerly. Jean abandoned Madelyne's finger to kiss young Amy on the mouth, their embrace fierce and wild as their orgasms approached. Jean climaxed first, panting weakly, arching her back as her vagina clenched around the dildo buried inside her, squeezing it like a vice. Amy screamed shrilly, her hairless pussy squirting her honey up onto Jean's gleaming buttocks.

Jean collapsed onto Amy, both young women weak from their powerful orgasms. Madelyne reached forward with her right hand, diving her fingers into Jean's shimmering hair, pressing her hand against the breathless woman's skull.

*Forget,* commanded Madelyne, implanting a silent recall command deep within Jean's unprotected mind.

Jean became limp with unconsciousness as Madelyne rose up from the bed to retrieve Jean's discarded clothing.

"Is she okay?" asked Amy, climbing out from beneath the nearly naked woman.

"You just exhausted her, my dear," smiled Madelyne, handing Amy Jean's dress. "Could you get her back into this? I have to check on something before we take her back to her hotel room."

Madelyne kissed Amy briefly before she left the sweat reeking bedroom. She walked down the hall into a small room that had a wall covered with small monitor screens. She turned off the recorder beneath the screen displaying her bedroom, ejecting the tape of Jean's debauchery into her right palm.

"Revenge is so sweet," smiled Madelyne, pondering who to sell a copy of this night's revels to first.

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