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Love At Mach 4 . X-Men: Evolution. Part 4.

  Chapter IV. The Mile High Club.  Kitty was in euphoria. She was at the controls of the SR-77 again, and she was thrilled to have saved the mission, especially after she had come so close to destroying it. And she was sure the Professor would be happy to have someone like Peter on the team.

  This time Scott was administering her pilot training, which was a lot more pleasant than a session with Mr. Logan. She liked Mr. Logan and certainly trusted him, but he wasn’t much fun to be around. Scott even let her disengage the autopilot and fly manually for a while, choosing her own course and everything.

  Peter was standing behind the pilot console, watching everything with interest. His usual mode of transportation had been inside a metal sphere with no windows. Or anything else other than a seat. During the Apocalypse showdown, he had flown in a regular transport with the team sent to Egypt, but that was a SHIELD aircraft, not the Blackbird.

  It gave Kitty a kick that he could see her in total control of a supersonic transport. Almost hypersonic, but the Blackbird couldn’t quite reach Mach 5. He seemed duly impressed that someone her age could do this, even if under supervision.

  Scott was on the comm unit, briefing the Professor on what had happened on the mission, while still keeping an eye on what she was doing. Finally he disconnected. “The Professor is happy with the outcome of the mission and is looking forward to the debriefing. Kitty, he wanted me to congratulate you on your part in making the mission a success. And Peter, he is certainly willing to give you a chance with the X-Men, assuming the deep probe checks out. At the very least you can stay at the mansion until you get yourself together, even if you decide not to join.”

  “This is good news,” Peter said. “I thank the Professor.”

  “Kitty, plot a new course for Dallas. The Professor says that Amara needs a ride.”

  “She’s back from South America?”

  “Yeah. She got as far as DFW, but her connecting flight was cancelled, and she’s having a hard time rebooking. Everything is full, so we’re going to pick her up. And since we’re going to be entering the regular traffic control system so we can land at the airport, take us out of stealth mode. Now that the mission is over, there’s no longer a need for secrecy. Ever since the Sentinel incident, the authorities know about the X-Jet. They just don’t always know where we are going. But now we’re just picking up a friend.”

  Kitty was excited that Amara was joining them. She cared a great deal for everyone at the Institute, but the former Bayville Sirens had a special bond. She adored Amara, and was always a little jealous that Tabitha was closer to her. But then, Amara might feel the same way about her relationship with Jean.

  Now that the Blackbird was no longer in stealth mode, Kitty contacted air traffic control so that it could be added to the system. The controllers made no comment about the reported airspeed or the fact that a teenage girl was talking to them. They had been trained to expect pretty much anything from a callsign belonging to the X-Men, the FF, the Avengers, or SHIELD.

  Scott allowed Kitty to fly most of the way to Dallas, but took over as they entered the landing pattern. “Sorry, Kitty, you aren’t quite ready for a real landing yet.”

  She sat back. “That’s okay, Scott. Thanks for letting me fly as much as you did. Peter, do you want to sit up here for a while?”

  After Peter took her place, she went back to talk with Jean. She was sitting by herself, as Mr. Logan was doing his own thing as usual.

  “We’re picking up Amara,” Kitty said. “Airline problems.”

  Jean smiled. “Really? Cool. I was looking forward to seeing her again. And she can help us welcome Peter to the X-Men. A special welcome.”

  ********

  Amara was finally warming up to Peter, but it took a little while. She was shy anyway, and she had to shift her mental gears to think of Peter as a friend instead of an extremely powerful enemy. She hadn’t had the contact with him that Kitty had, since she had been on a different team in the Apocalypse incident, the one sent to China to fight Storm. And since she wasn’t on the main team, she hadn’t participated in the earlier fact-finding mission, the one in which Kitty had spent so much time with him. So she had thought he was willingly serving Magneto like the rest of the Acolytes.

  Jean could see that Amara was coming around, so she mentally told the younger girl what they planned to do with Peter. “Do you want to play?”

  “Sure. You guys taught me to never pass up a chance to get fucked. It’s a Siren tradition.”

  Aloud, Jean said, “Peter, come with us. We want to show you what’s in the back of the plane. We think you’ll find it interesting.” She winked at Kitty.

  Jean led Peter into the back compartment, followed by Kitty and Amara. He looked around the mostly empty room, and raised his eyebrows. “Have seen storage area before.”

  “But this one has a floor show.” She opened one of the bins and pulled out a CD player. She sat him on the crate, then turned the music on and started to dance. “You watched me dance earlier. Consider this a continuation of the show.”

  “Were not wearing clothes that time.”

  “I can fix that. Just be patient.”

  Jean continued to dance, and the other two girls joined her on the inpromptu stage. They kissed and ran their hands over each other while swaying to the music. Kitty got behind Jean and fondled a tit with one hand, smacking Jean’s ass with the other, while Amara rubbed her pussy. Jean’s own hands roamed over the other girls.

  Since Kitty was already playing with Jean’s tits, she played her peekaboo trick again and Amara licked and sucked the mammaries when they appeared. Then they were covered up again.

  The girls started undressing each other, slowly and deliciously. Kitty didn’t phase any clothes off this time. She looked over at Peter as she pulled Amara’s top off. He was definitely enjoying the show, displaying a decent bulge.

  Finally all three were nekkid and could play with each other for real. Kitty and Amara each sucked one of Jean’s tits, manipulating them with their hands as well. They were big enough that a lot of movement was possible. Amara put her nose between them and Kitty mashed them on her face from either side.

  Jean lifted the three of them into the air so that their movement was less restricted. She placed Kitty a little higher and put light pressure on her inner thighs. Kitty took the hint and opened her legs wide. Then Jean licked Kitty’s pussy while Amara did her asshole.

  Jean kept the trio in sporadic motion, changing positions two or three times every minute, a sexual kaleidoscope. Each of the three girls pleased the other two in several different ways in rapid succession.

  Peter watched with jaw dropped and dick hard. He had never seen a show quite like this. Finally he couldn’t stand it any more and started to unzip his pants.

  “Don’t do that!” Jean yelled.

  He looked up guiltily. “Is not permitted?”

  “Not permitted that you do it yourself. C’mere!”

  Peter was startled to find himself floating in the air. Before he knew what was happening, he was inside a mass of girls and they were all over him. He was engulfed in female flesh. He gave himself up to it completely, let them do whatever they wanted to him. Someone was sucking his dick and he looked down to see that it was Amara. She looked up at him and smiled, then went back to her task. He was startled to notice that his clothes were gone. He didn’t even remember them being taken off.

  He closed his eyes and reached out. He encountered a pelvis, then found the attached pussy and began fingering it. “Oooooohhh,” Kitty moaned. She started breathing in his ear. “That’s good. Keep doing that.”

  So Jean must be on the other side. He reached out with the other hand and found something deliciously soft and yielding. He squeezed it gently, then found the nipple and captured it between his fingers. Jean moaned softly and gently placed her hand on his arm.

  Then everything changed around. Apparently he was part of the kaleidosope now. He opened his eyes and found that Jean was blowing him now. Kitty’s pussy was right in front of his face, so he started tonguing her. He started to feel around for Amara, but then he realized she was pressed up behind him and was handling his dick while Jean sucked it.

  The configuration kept changing. Part of the excitement each time was discovering who was doing what to him, and what he could do to them. Sometimes one girl was with him and he could watch the other two do each other. Other times they were all on him.

  Finally, Jean asked, “Are you ready to go inside now, big guy? We’re all plenty wet.”

  “Da! Yes! Absolutely!”

  “I want him in me first,” Kitty said. Jean obligingly moved the two into proximity. Kitty took Peter’s tool and guided it into her. Then he started thrusting, working it farther into her. Kitty was soon panting in time with the pounding. Jean positioned herself above Peter, pushing her tits against his back, and she put Amara in a position where she could finger Kitty’s clit and kiss her ass.

  “Peter, do you think you will last long enough for all three of us?” Jean asked.

  “Do not know,” Peter replied. “Have not been much in woman lately.”

  “Do you mind if we bring Scott in to take up the slack?”

  Peter stopped thrusting. “He is just to be with woman, yes?”

  “Of course. He isn’t gay either. You won’t have any contact with him. Just with us.”

  Relieved, Peter started up again. “Is fine. But who will fly plane?”

  “Logan. He’s at the controls now anyway. Scott’s just sitting in the cabin. I’ll call him in.”

  A few seconds later the door opened and Scott appeared. He quickly stripped and Jean lifted him into the party. She detached Amara from Kitty and positioned her with Scott in a 69 position to bring him up to speed. By stretching out her arm completely, Amara could just reach the group, so she shoved her fingers into Jean’s pussy and ass while she sucked Scott.

  After a few moments, Jean rolled the dice again. Now Kitty was sucking Scott, Peter was in Jean, and Amara was eating Kitty.

  The kaleidoscope was more complicated now, with five participants. The number of combinations was huge and it took virtually no effort for Jean to shuffle everyone around periodically. It happened so quickly each time that no one lost sexual momentum, and all five players moved steadily towards orgasm. With the exception of the two guys with each other, everyone got to play with everyone else several times, rotating partners on a continuous basis.

  After a while, Kitty had her orgasm and Jean gently lowered her to the floor. She sat there breathing hard and watched the others continue. Jean switched Scott to Amara.

  A few minutes later, Scott came, and Jean soon after. Despite his comments, Peter was still going, so he pounded Amara while the others watched.

  Finally, Amara started trying to push Peter away. “Stop, Peter! I can’t cum with a guy in me. I’ll have to suck you off and then do myself.”

  Peter stopped thrusting as requested. “I have heard many women have this problem. Would like to try to make you cum.”

  “You haven’t heard of any women with this problem,” Amara said. “I didn’t mean that I am not able to cum with you inside me. I meant that I shouldn’t. It’s dangerous for you if I cum.”

  “Dangerous?”

  “When Amara cums, she sometimes activates her power involuntarily,” Jean said.

  “What is this power?”

  “Intense heat and fire. She literally bursts into flame. Her code name is Magma, which should give you an idea.”

  “I can never cum with the guy,” Amara said sadly. “Or girl either. Even doing myself, I have to be careful. I can’t tell you how many beds I’ve destroyed while diddling myself.”

  “How much heat are we speaking of?”

  “Well, not much for me. It’s not a full burn. 400 degrees, tops. And it only lasts for a second or two. But that’s plenty to really hurt a guy.”

  “Not this guy. In my metallic form, I can withstand this easily. We can continue.”

  “Really? Are you sure?”

  “No problem. Just warn me when you are cumming so that I may armor up.”

  Wow, Kitty thought. This should be interesting.

  Peter and Amara went at it again, while the others watched breathlessly. Amara had been close to orgasm before, but there had been intervening conversation. However, it didn’t take her long to get back on the path. She started making gutteral noises. “Guhhhhh. Almost there. You better convert now.”

  Peter’s body transformed and the armor plating appeared. Seconds later, Amara’s orgasm hit. Sure enough, the flames appeared in their characteristic jagged, striped pattern on her body, rippling along the entire length of it. Everyone else could feel the heat. Then the flames died out. Peter was still humping, indicating that the flame had not affected him at all. After he returned to flesh form, his own orgasm came immediately after.

  The two of them were pretty wiped out. Jean lowered them to the floor, where they sat gasping. When she recovered, Amara held Peter tightly. “Thank you for that.”

  “No problem. I think I am liking being X-Man.”

  THE END!

  Author is Jackrabbit

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