Marvel XXX Capcom Ch. 07
Hello again, comic lovers, gamers, and all-around perverts! Mojo here again to introduce what is the longest round of Marvel XXX Capcom yet! With these three sex-pots, we thought it was only appropriate to give them plenty of time to enjoy themselves so you all can enjoy yourselves!
This one is very BDSM-heavy at first, with some girl-on-girl-on-guy and then some. Oh, and even a little foot fetish content for some of you!
Enjoy it, you filthy animals!
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The bag over Gambit's head was ripped off of him and he went from being in the dark to blinded by white light.
"Well, if it isn't the thief?" came a voice. It was a woman's, full of venom but somewhat playful. And Gambit knew it was just the person he was looking for.
"You must be Juri Han," he said as his eyes adjusted to the light. "A pleasure to meet you, mon ami. Name's Gambit."
As his vision cleared, he saw his assumption was true. Juri stood before him with a wicked grin on her face. She was dressed in a purple dudou in the shape of a spider that hugged her breasts, but left little to the imagination. Her legs were covered in baggy white pants and her feet bare, safe for the straps around her ankle. Her black hair was done up into a pair of points that fittingly looked like horns.
He sat in the middle of what looked like to be a gym, more specifically, a boxing gym. Around him were speedbags, punching bags, and a padded ring as well as weightlifting equipment. The walls were lined with different banners for fighters like M. Bison and Dudley.
"Oh, I know all about you."
The way she said it made Gambit uncomfortable, but with the chains and manacles around his wrists, ankles, and neck, there wasn't much he could do about it. Juri held all of the cards.
To his surprise, she sat down on his lap, straddling him. She was close enough that he could headbutt her, but he knew that would get him nowhere, especially with her wicked temper.
"You're prettier than in your pictures, I'll give you that." Her hand went lower to his chest. "Those muscles are real, too. Was wondering if that was just a flattering chest piece or not."
"It's all real," Gambit said. He didn't like the situation he was in, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate a compliment.
"I'm flattered that you would be looking for me, then," she said. Her voice was soft, but not without the hint of some fire behind it. "What do you want from me, Mr. Mutant?"
"I wasn't looking for you, chere, but I'm glad we found each other anyway. Maybe you can do something about these chains and see where that ta--"
His speech was cut short as Juri delivered a right jab that caught him completely off-guard.
"I don't like liars, Gambit." Her voice was much harder now. "Or thieves, for that matter."
"Now, ain't no reason to get violent," Gambit said, wincing still. "I ain't lying."
Juri headbutted him. It wasn't hard, but she connected with his nose, flaring his sinuses and temporarily blinding him.
"You better start answering my questions," Juri said. Her smile was gone now and her left eye flared purple.
Gambit forced a smile and then head butted her right back. Juri stumbled back off of him, dazed for just a moment. Gambit struggled in his restraints to find a way to free himself but found nothing. And when Juri regained her senses, the fire behind her eyes only grew.
"Oh, you want to fight back, eh?"
"Let me outta these chains an' I'll show you a real fight."
Juri said nothing. She walked around the back of Gambit's chair and ran her hand up the back of his neck, her fingers gliding up his headpiece until she reached his hair. She then grabbed a handful and wrenched the back of his head down, forcing him to look up. Then leaned in so he could feel her breath on his ear.
"Delivering pain or receiving pain makes no difference to me," she said. "Pain is just pleasure."
In a swift kick to the chair's legs, Juri made Gambit topple backwards, the chair breaking to pieces as he landed. He began to get up, but his captor quickly pressed her foot against his chest, pinning him.
"Tell me, Gambit, do you also find pleasure in pain? Because I am finding pleasure in yours."
"Non," he replied. "I ain't no psychopath."
"That's too bad," Juri said. "We have more fun."
She then stepped up onto Gambit's chest, placing her whole weight upon him. Gambit tried to hold strong to not let the woman know of his discomfort, but he could barely breathe, despite how little she really weighed. The blood began to rush to his face as he slowly gasped for breath.
Then, Juri dropped down onto his chest, straddling him again. Although she was still restricting his breathing, he was able to draw enough breath to keep from passing out.
"If you're gonna kill me, just do it," Gambit said.
"Kill you?" Juri said. "Haven't you been paying attention? I'm not going to kill you. Not yet. I'm just going to have a little...fun with you."
"What are you..."
Suddenly, Gambit found himself silenced when Juri swung her hand down and slapped him.
"Shut up," she said. "And try to enjoy this. I know I will."
Leaning forward, she grabbed his hair and began to pull on it. Slowly this time until Gambit grunted in pain. And then she let up and slapped him again.
"I didn't even say anything that time, dammit," Gambit protested.
"That one was for me," she said with a giggle. Gambit didn't realize until that moment that had slid one of her hands into her pants and appeared to be rubbing between her legs.
"So, you're a sadist in addition to being a psycho," Gambit said.
Juri just laughed and then struck him again. Her blows were not enough to cause anything more than temporary stinging, but his flesh began to feel more and more tender.
"Don't tell me you're not having fun," Juri said.
Gambit didn't want to get hit again, but he was beginning to feel his anger consume him.
"Can't say I am."
"Sounds like you need some incentive."
Pulling her hand from her pants, she placed her fingers, which were almost dripping wet, into his mouth. At first, he didn't want to accept them, but when she forced her way between his lips, Gambit had no choice but to accept the taste of Juri's pussy. And he hated just how much he kind of liked it.
"Mmm, that's right," Juri said. "I taste good, don't I?"
Gambit said nothing, so she retracted her fingers and slapped him.
"Don't I?"
"Yes," Gambit finally said.
Relishing in the power she had over the man, she laughed and leaned back. As she did, she ran her hands along his crotch. "Oh, I guess I didn't have to ask. You seem to really be enjoying yourself."
She felt his cock, which was now rigid and pressed up against his pants. She squeezed it, feeling how hard it was, and began to rub it.
"Maybe you're a bit of a masochist," Juri said.
"Judging by my taste in women, you ain't wrong," Gambit said.
Still straddling his chest, Juri spun around so her ass was now in his face and she slid his pants down. Gambit couldn't see what the woman was doing, but he could soon feel her nails gliding along the shaft of his cock. It didn't hurt, but it was a tease. He began to yearn for her to just take him in hand and begin stroking him.
But she continued to tease him, her nails just slightly touching him one moment and then scratching him the next. She alternated between giving him pain and pleasure and a moan soon escaped his lips.
"I knew it," she said, justified.
With that, Juri stood up and dropped her pants. She wore a pair of black and purple panties that were tight against her hips. Her thighs were thick and her rear was toned and shapely due to years of training in martial arts. Letting her panties drop to the floor, she picked them up with her toes and dangled them over Gambit's face.
"Here you go, you pervert," she said. "A little treat for you. Enjoy it, because this is where the real fun begins."
Gambit tried to act like he didn't want Juri's used panties in his face, but her scent was intoxicating.
"You're a freak," Gambit said.
"You love it," she teased. And with that, she lowered herself onto his face.
Gambit couldn't even get a word of protest out before his mouth was buried in her pussy, his nose deep between her ass cheeks. Juri moved her hips, back and forth, riding his face.
At first, Gambit gave no indication of performing for her and simply left his mouth closed. Juri was having none of this, however.
"You better get that tongue of yours going, mutant," she said. And to punctuate her point, she pulled up his shirt and raked her nails up his abdomen, digging deep.
Gambit tried to yell something out but it was muffled by Juri's body. Despite this, he complied, opening his mouth and letting his tongue go to work. He didn't have to do much, though, with how aggressively she rode him.
"Mmm, yes!" Juri said. "Lick my pussy, you fucking pervert."
He continued but before long, Gambit realized there was a new problem: he couldn't breathe. And Juri showed no sign of letting up.
"Yes, yes!" she exclaimed, grinding harder.
Gambit could do nothing to indicate he couldn't breathe. His hands were bound around his head and when he tried to speak, his mouth was full.
"Don't you stop," Juri said. "I'm not getting up until you pass out or I cum."
Gambit knew she wasn't lying, so he worked his tongue more, licking her clit and plunging it deep when he couldn't do that.
"Aaah, there you go," she said. Her thrusts became wider as she worked with Gambit. "Yes, just like that!"
Juri's movement allowed for moments where his nose was free, allowing for small spurts of air, but that was short-lived. As she grew closer to orgasm, Juri sat down in Gambit, letting all of her weight press down onto his face as he ate her out.
"Don't stop!" she commanded. "I'm...almost...theeeeere!"
She squealed, squeezing her thighs around his head. Gambit continued to lick her, letting her juices run down his face and chin. She stayed there for what felt like an eternity and Gambit thought that she might just smother him anyways.
But then she let up and sat back down on his chest, facing him again.
"You...crazy...bitch," Gambit said between breaths.
Juri was breathing heavily as well, but not to Gambit's extent. "You have a magic tongue, mutant. I almost didn't think you had it in you. Keep this up and maybe I'll repay the favor."
"Keep your favor," Gambit said.
"Maybe spend less time talking and more time breathing," she said.
As she did, she reached back and undid her dudou, letting it fall to the floor next to her panties. A pair of petite, yet perky, tits bounced out.
"It's time for round two," she said, turning back around.
"You've got to be kid--" But Gambit didn't get to finish his sentence as Juri pressed her body on top of him.
Again, Gambit's air supply was cut off as she rode him. He knew then that she meant to keep going until she had killed him, so he had to do something.
The shackles he wore weren't anything special and in fact he'd broken out of these kinds before. However, when he had been captured, Juri's men had stripped him of his coat and everything, even the picks he kept up his sleeves for situations like this. Still, though, anything would do to pick these locks.
As Juri rode him and his vision became blurry from lack of oxygen, he reached out and felt around the floor. His fingers brushed up against a splinter of wood from the broken chair. It was long, slender, and felt sturdy enough to undo the latch. Without another thought, he took it and began to work on his hands first, still licking Juri's pussy to keep her distracted.
"Mmm, I might have to keep you alive to have as a pet," Juri said. "You know your way around a pussy. Hey, why did you stop? I ha--whoa!"
All of a sudden, Judi felt her world turn upside down and she was on the floor, with Gambit knelt over her.
"You got out," she said.
He held up the sliver of wood over her. "It's kinda my thing, mon cheri."
Juri attempted to punch him, but he quickly pinned her wrists to the floor and clasped them in Gambit's own manacles in one quick movement. And with his knees on top of her thighs, she couldn't kick him. She was veritably immobile.
"I guess this is where the fun ends," she said with a pout.
"Non," Gambit said. "This is where it begins."
With his hands now free, he reached down and gripped Juri's knees, spreading her legs apart.
"See?" Juri said with a taunting grin. "You're no better than me."
"Wrong again," he replied with a smirk. "You'll enjoy this, too."
He inched his cock forward and slid it over her pussy lips, toying with her. She was still wet from riding Gambit's face and as he gripped his shaft, a stream of pre-cum dripped out.
Juri let out a frustrated sigh. "Are you going to fuck me or just play with yourself?"
Gambit chuckled. "You ain't in charge anymore. So I'll do as I please."
He traced his index finger around the insides of her thigh, leading it to her pussy, and then finding her clit. He rubbed it with his thumb delicately and looked at her. The fire in her eyes began to die away and a moan escaped her lips.
Then, he stopped. The fire returned, but Juri said nothing. He moved up from there sliding his finger up to her belly, which was ridged with muscles, and then to her tits. Gambit gripped one, giving it a light squeeze, and then lightly pinching her nipple.
"You are a freak, you know?" Juri said, obviously growing more and more frustrated. "Nothing but a per--oh!"
Gambit slid his cock into her pussy and began to fuck her. He didn't ease into it too much, either. Usually was the type to make sure his partner was comfortable and would start slow, but not with Juri. Any tenderness that the man usually felt for his partners was replaced by a primal urge to do more than just fuck her.
He leaned in and said into her ear, "Is this what you wanted?"
"Mmmhmm," Juri replied, a little surprised with how much she was enjoying herself. Being more into women than men, there were few things that could pleasure her more than a dildo, vibrator, or just the hungry tongue of someone like Poison. Sometimes, it was nice to get the real thing, though. Still, even with women, she wanted a little more danger than this. "Choke me."
Without even hesitating, Gambit reached up from fondling Juri and gripped her by the throat.
"Harder," she gasped.
Remembering just how close he was to dying because of this woman, Gambit squeezed tighter. Juri let out a quiet moan and closed her eyes as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in.
Gambit pounded into her, driving his cock as deep into her pussy as he could and Juri welcomed it. The two of them worked together, each hate-fucking the other. There was no love or tenderness in what they were doing, just two people using one another to bring themselves pleasure first.
Eventually, Gambit released his grip from Juri's throat.
"Fuck, fuck," she gasped, catching her breath. Her face was beet-red but slowly returning to its milky white complexion. "Don't you fucking stop!"
And he didn't. In fact, he, too, decided he wanted to live a little dangerously. After all, Juri's legs were free, meaning she could have tried to attack him at any moment, but she hadn't. So, he reached up and undid her manacles.
Juri's hands shot out and grabbed the Gambit's backs. She raked her claws along it and pulled him in closer.
"Goddamn, girl!" Gambit said, feeling her break skin. Still, his exclamation was one of pleasure, not pain.
Juri just giggled, but her laughter was short-lived before it faded away into moans of ecstasy. "Don't...stop!"
Gambit gripped her by the thighs and continued to thrust into her. "You couldn't make me."
"Oh, oh, yes!" She screamed. The next thrust pushed her over the edge as she felt her body flooded with euphoria. Juri's orgasm hit her even harder than when she was riding this man's face. Something about the fact that he had been able to overpower her drove her a little crazy.
Gambit did not let up, knowing the effect it was having on Juri. In fact, he took another chance at showing her that he was in control. Grabbing her by the knees, Gambit pulled her legs back. Even then, Juri was game for whatever was happening. She raised her legs until her ankles were by her ears and her feet dangling in the air.
"Deeper," she said. "Harder!"
Sweat began to coat both of their bodies as they worked them to the maximum. Gambit pounded into Juri as hard as he could while Juri came again and again.
On a whim, she swung her leg down so it was over Gambit's shoulder. He grabbed it and used it to pull her into him. She swung her other leg down, then, but didn't put it over his shoulder. Rather, she stuck her foot in his face, which he grabbed, shoving her toes in his mouth.
That was enough for Juri to believe she was the one in control. Gambit worked for her, worshiped her, down to her very feet. Another orgasm took over her and it soon led to the next and she couldn't control her body.
Gambit felt the mounting pressure as well. In just moments, he could be experiencing what Juri had experienced a handful of times already. He wasn't done, though. Couldn't be done.
All of a sudden he pulled out of her, just seconds before he could enter the road of no return.
"Why...did you stop?" she asked. Then she saw the look on his face and once again, felt herself in control. "Oh, I see."
Gambit watched as her feet clamped around his cock and began to massage it.
"Merde," he gasped.
"I don't know what that means, but I'm guessing it's good."
That it was. She worked his cock harder, using the soles of her feet to jerk him off, her toes curled around the top to give her better coverage.
"It means..." Gambit said, and then stopped. "I'm about...to..."
As much as he tried, he couldn't hold it. Suddenly, he felt the release as he came, shooting his semen all over Juri's nude body. She didn't stop, her feet working the entire time. His cock twitched between her feet as he emptied his load all over her.
"I knew you were into this," Juri said as he came down. "Pervert."
Still, she enjoyed this almost as much as Gambit. Sure, she wasn't the one cumming, but she was able to torture her one-time captive, stroking him even after he'd gone dry.
"Shit," he said. And then he moved back, covering himself.
"Now's no time to be bashful," Juri said.
But Gambit's attention was elsewhere, namely the front doors of the gym.
Standing at the door, with her arms crossed, was an Asian woman in a blue leotard that looked more like a swimsuit rather than something someone would fight in.
"Gambit, what the hell is going on here?" the woman said with the hint of a British accent. "We're supposed to be grilling this woman for information on the Morlocks and here you are getting your rocks off."
Gambit rose, covering himself. "Psylocke, hey. Umm, this is...complicated."
"It doesn't seem very complicated to me," she said and then pointed to Juri. "I could hear her bloody thoughts all the way from the first floor. Seems like the two of you are having one hell of a time up here."
"We are," Juri purred. "Would you like to join?"
Psylocke gave her a look of disdain. On one hand, here was her teammate who she had fought with in countless battles but never had a romantic thought about thanks to his on-and-off again girlfriend, Rogue. Then there was Juri Han, whose dark thoughts were lurking in her mind, even when her thoughts were currently filled with ideas of carnal pleasures.
"You seem a little worn out already, love," Psylocke said to Juri.
At that, the woman hopped up, spry and without the hint of exhaustion. In fact, the appearance of Gambit's teammate seemed to add fuel to her fire.
"Oh, it takes a lot to keep me down, hot stuff," she said.
With a sigh, Psylocke walked towards the pair, then past them, towards the boxing ring. "Fine. I suppose I did come all this way. But clean yourself up a little first."
Juri did so, wiping Gambit's mess off of her with her own clothes and then practically sprinted up to the ring, leaving a confused and exhausted Gambit behind.
On the ring, Psylocke used her telekinesis to bring over a bench from the weightlifting equipment, leaving the actual weights behind. She placed it in the middle of the ring and took a seat, crossing her legs and waiting as Juri pulled herself into the ring.
Juri walked over to Psylocke and put her knee down on the bench as if she were about to straddle her when she was stopped.
"What are you doing?" Psylocke asked.
Juri frowned. "Umm, trying to fuck you?"
"On your knees," Psylocke said. When Juri didn't move, pink telepathic energy in the form of a butterfly appeared over Psylocke's face. "I can always make you do it."
Juri smirked. "Maybe I'm into that."
"So be it."
Suddenly, Juri's eyes glowed pink and she dropped to her knees, sitting back on her heels. Then the glow went away and she shook her head, slightly disoriented. Looking up at Psylocke with a scowl, she said, "Using powers is no fun."
"Then you'll just have to do as I say," Psylocke said. "Now, undress me."
Juri hesitated again, but did as she was told. She reached up and grabbed the top of Psylocke's left boot. Psylocke, in return, batted her hand away. Juri looked up at her, anger and frustration slowly building.
"Sorry, darling. The boots stay on," Psylocke said. "I'm not touching this disgusting floor if I can help it."
With a sigh, Juri placed her hands on Psylocke's waist and stomach. She grabbed at the fabric of her uniform and tried to pull it down, but it stayed in place.
"There is a zipper on the back," Psylocke said. She had the faintest smile, clearly enjoying the fact that Juri couldn't just use brute force to get what she wanted for once.
Still kneeling, Juri leaned forward and reached behind Psylocke's neck. Locating the zipper, she pulled it down, all the way to its end at the very lower part of her back. She then pulled at the fabric again and this time, the suit peeled off of Psylocke's flesh, exposing her upper torso.
Juri caught herself staring at the woman's tits, which were much larger now that they were unbound. She reached out to grasp one of them but Psylocke slapped her hand away.
"I'm not undressed yet," she said. "Finish your job and then we will see if you deserve a treat."
Juri didn't even fight her on this. She merely grabbed at the uniform and pulled it down. Psylocke lifted her legs to help and she was soon naked, save for the boots she wore that rose up mid-thigh on her legs.
"Good," Psylocke said and spread her legs. Her pussy was on display, the faintest strip of hair above it. "Now, lick it."
This, Juri did without hesitation. She practically head butted Psylocke's stomach with how quickly she stuck her head forward and began to lick her.
"Mmm, how eager you are," Psylocke said. "I'm glad you can follow instructions. Perhaps there is hope for you, yet."
Juri pulled back and smiled, licking her lips and began to say something when Psylocke hooked her leg around her head and pulled her back on.
"Ssshhh," she said. "Don't talk. You'll only ruin it."
Juri didn't object. She just kept licking, tasting and teasing her new master. And Psylocke couldn't deny how much she was enjoying the woman's skills at cunnilingus, using her tongue and even occasionally teeth in just the right ways.
Gazing down upon Juri's form, she found herself even more pleased. The woman had a fighter's body: muscular but shapely, which reminded Psylocke of herself. She was not one to let herself go, partially out of a requirement for her job as an X-Man but also for her own satisfaction. She enjoyed the way that men looked at her and she enjoyed the thoughts they had about her even more.
Running her hands through Juri's hair, Psylocke pulled her in closer. Juri took the hint and became even more animated in how she explored Psylocke's pussy with her tongue, lapping it up.
"Yes, Juri, just like that," Psylocke moaned. "Don't stop. Keep...ohgod...yesssss!"
Psylocke leaned back on the bench and gripped it, her nails digging into the padding, as she came. Once again, Juri felt that sense of control for just a moment as she brought her partner to climax and continued her assault on the woman's pussy.
"Oh, keep going," Psylocke said, but Juri didn't need further instruction. She ate her out readily and hungrily. After a few more seconds of this, Psylocke pushed Juri back. At first she didn't want to stop and Psylocke thought she was going to have to use her telepathy again, but she finally complied.
"You taste good," Juri said, licking her lips again.
"I'm glad you think so," Psylocke said. "I think you'll be tasting a lot of me before the night is over."
"What's next?" Juri said. "Is it my turn?"
Psylocke was about to answer when something caught her eye. She looked up and saw Gambit in the background, slowly gathering his clothes.
"Gambit, where do you think you're going?" she asked.
Gambit stopped, his clothes wadded up at his crotch. He smiled and said, "Thought I'd give the two of you some privacy."
"Oh no you don't," she replied. "You'd really leave your own teammate behind in the field?"
Gambit chuckled. "I'm not sure mixing our work relationship with our personal is such a good idea..."
Don't act like you haven't had these thoughts, Gambit heard Psylocke say, though she didn't say it verbally. I've seen the mental pictures you have when we are training in the Danger Room.
Gambit blushed, but he said nothing.
"Get up here," she said with a little more humor in her voice than when she spoke to Juri. "And don't make me make you."
With the slightest of shrugs, Gambit dropped his clothes on the floor and crawled up into the ring. Juri looked up at him, still on her knees, and then back to Psylocke.
"I already drained him, remember?" Juri said.
"Oh, I think he's ready for another round," Psylocke said. "Aren't you, Gambit?"
Sure enough, his cock was erect again just from watching the two women. "Oui, more than ready."
Juri rolled her eyes and waved him over. "Well, come here, then."
Gambit did and Juri took his cock stroking it and then putting it in her mouth. Still feeling a little hostile for almost smothering him, Gambit grabbed the back of Juri's head and thrusted his cock into her mouth as she blew him. This didn't seem to phase Juri.
"Seems like she's enjoying herself," Psylocke said. While she watched, she reached down and began to play with herself, rubbing her clit with her middle and ring fingers.
"I know I am," Gambit replied.
"Come here, Gambit," Psylocke said, motioning to a space on the bench next to her with her free hand.
Without another word, Gambit pulled himself out of Juri's mouth and joined his teammate on the bench. Psylocke reached over and began to stroke his cock.
"You know, I always wondered if your confidence was just an inflated ego or something else," Psylocke said. "Now I can see it's a bit of both."
Remy winked at her, "Never had a complaint yet, chere."
Leaning in, Psylocke kissed Gambit, who reached over and began to squeeze her left breast, rubbing her nipple with his thumb until it became hard and erect. They held that kiss, each feeling a sense of catharsis, exploring something they'd both thought about in the past but never having the actual opportunity to act on.
As they broke off from their kiss, Psylocke looked at Gambit dead-serious. "You know, of course, that this doesn't leave this gym, correct?"
Gambit chuckled. "You think I want this gettin' back to Rogue?"
As the two continued to play with one another, Juri sat back on her heels, arms folded and frowning. Seeing this, Psylocke beckoned her over.
"Oh, so you haven't forgotten about me?" Juri asked, crawling over to them.
"You didn't have a problem taking what you wanted before," Gambit said. "Why stop now?"
Seeing this as an invitation, Juri positioned herself between the two of them, looking at both of their bodies the way a child would in a toy store when they've been told they can only buy one thing. Like the greedy child she was, she decided on both.
First, Juri went to Psylocke. Ravenous for her pussy, she stuck her face between her thighs and began to eat her out. She then reached over to Gambit, who guided her hand to his cock, and began to jerk him off.
While they were being serviced, the two mutants looked at one another and kissed again. Their passion was high as Juri brought them pleasure they hadn't known before her touch. She was firm but knew what she needed to do to work them both up.
After a while, though, Juri grew bored. She leaned back and looked up at Gambit and Psylocke as they broke off from their kiss.
"What's wrong?" Psylocke said.
Juri folded her arms. "I think it's only fair I get a turn."
Gambit smiled. "With me?"
She pointed to Psylocke. "With her."
Gambit shrugged and began to stand up when Psylocke caught his arm.
"Wait," she said and then stood up. "Lay down."
He did so, laying along the bench. The women looked down at his body, admiring everything from his toned muscles to his erection, which stood up straight for them.
Psylocke slapped Juri on the ass, prodding her forward. "Well, pick an end and sit."
For a moment, Juri thought the obvious choice was to sit on the man's face, remembering just how much pleasure it brought her previously. And then she saw his cock, which had also brought her a lot of pleasure as well, even if she didn't want to admit it.
Juri was bisexual, but that didn't mean she enjoyed the different genders equally. In fact, it was safe to say that she preferred women, due in part to the fact that men were such pigs. But this one before her was something else. He was a pig--there was no doubt about that--but the size of his cock and his body alone were enough to make her forget that.
So, Juri threw her leg over the bench, her pussy hovering over Gambit's cock, and slowly lowered herself on top of it. She let out a low moan as soon as his tip penetrated her, but she didn't stop there, letting the rest of him inside her until she was balls-deep. Slowly, she began to ride him, lifting herself up and down, swaying her hips to make sure that she felt every inch of him.
Psylocke went next. She straddled the bench, just above his head and looked down at him saying, "Just pinch me if you need air."
"Oh, I can apparently hold my breath for a long time," he said with a wink. And then his mouth was suddenly covered by her pussy as Psylocke sat on his face. Immediately, he reached up and grabbed her ass as he worked his tongue furiously along her pussy.
"Mmm, Rogue doesn't know what she's missing out on," Psylocke said, grinding against his face. She looked over to Juri, whose eyes were closed as she bit her lip in utter ecstasy. "Looks like you're enjoying yourself."
Juri opened her eyes for just long enough to register that she was being spoken to. "Mmm, yes....he's--fuck!"
As she came, Juri slapped her hands down on Gambit's abs and raked her nails against him. Gambit suddenly feeling the burst of sharp pain, gripped Psylocke's ass and nearly bucked her off of his face as his head shot up in a reaction he couldn't control.
"Oh, hell!" Psylocke gasped, but she didn't mind it. In fact, her sudden lurch forward only brought her closer to Juri. She leaned in more and grabbed her tits. Feeling Psylocke's hands on her, Juri grabbed the woman and pulled her in for a kiss, suddenly desperate for a tenderness that she usually didn't care for in a sexual encounter.
The two women kissed, impassioned by the pleasure they felt from the mutant thief they were both riding. Together, they experienced one orgasm that turned to two and then they began to lose count as they ran together. After a while, Psylocke felt a sharp pinch on her ass.
"Fuck!" she said, standing up. She looked down at Gambit, whose face was red and wet, but he was smiling.
"Thought it was time for a change of scenery," he said and sat up. Juri scooted back on the bench to catch her breath as well.
Psylocke leaned in and kissed Juri and then did the same with Gambit and then back to Juri. As the two women continued to make out, Gambit positioned himself beneath Psylocke and slowly guided her ass down onto his cock. The woman moaned but she didn't break away from Juri. In fact, she kissed down the woman's neck, stopping at her petite tits and sucking on her nipples.
Juri, racked with pleasure, leaned back onto the bench and Psylocke leaned forward as she began to eat her out. The three of them worked in-tandem then, Gambit driving his cock into Psylocke's tight, wet pussy as she licked Juri's. Gambit gripped Psylocke's ass, which was firm from years of training as he fucked her.
For just a moment, he looked up and made eye-contact with Juri Han, who was lost in the throes of yet another orgasm. But there was a moment of lucidity that came to her as she registered what was happening, and she gave Gambit that same devilish grin, showing she was still the evil bitch that had tried to suffocate him with her pussy.
After a few more minutes of this, Gambit felt the familiar feeling in his loins. "Fuck," he said. "I'm going to cum."
Psylocke pulled back from between Juri's legs for just long enough to say, "Don't you dare stop!"
Ever the woman-pleaser, Gambit didn't. He gripped onto her ass harder and picked up momentum, plowing into her faster, harder. The pressure built and he knew he was about to let loose another load, but the fact that Psylocke seemingly didn't care that he was about to cum inside was almost freeing. So, he continued fucking her.
Psylocke knew the risks as well, but the pleasure was too great to stop now. And the pure sexuality that radiated from Juri's psyche was like crack to her, feeding her just as much as her pussy did.
"Oh, fuck," Gambit gasped. "Oh, god!"
Suddenly, his entire body shuddered as he felt himself pass the point of no return. One pump he was fucking Psylocke, and the next he was filling her with his semen. This sudden sensation seemed to have an effect on his fellow X-Man as well, who squealed in delight as she backed into him, feeling his cock throb inside her. And Juri, too, felt herself come to orgasm as Psylocke buried her face in her pussy in an attempt to stifle her moans.
Gambit didn't stop, either. Even when the last drops were gone, he continued to fuck Psylocke, which only made her moan more. But then, when the sensation became too much, he finally pulled back, letting his cock slip out from her.
He sat back, catching his breath, surveying the scene before him: Psylocke, a broken mess, laying on her stomach on the bench, her pussy overflowing with hers and Gambit's juices; Juri, collapsed on her back, her legs limply laying over the bench. She had Psylocke's head in her lap and she was playing with her hair, almost affectionately.
"Mmm," Psylocke said, her voice weak. "You're fun, Juri Han. I think I'll keep you."
Juri didn't say anything but chuckled slightly as she laid there. "Well," she finally said after a few moments. "Who's ready for round three?"
Psylocke sat up and looked back at Gambit, whose face must have clearly conveyed the shock he felt at the prospects of more sex.
"What about the Morlocks?" he said in a weak attempt to change the subject.
"I think they can wait a little longer," Psylocke said. Already, Juri had sat up and was kissing up Psylocke's body.
Gambit sighed. These women were conspiring to kill him.
- Juri Han, renowned from Street Fighter, was surprisingly familiar with Gambit from the X-Men in Marvel vs Capcom.
- Gambit found himself in a heated situation with Psylocke's alter ego, Juri, in a scene from Marvel XXX Capcom Chapter 07.
- In the Marvel XXX Capcom game, Psylocke's alter ego, Juri, had a unique outfit inspired by her Street Fighter appearance, with elements of foot fetish and BDSM style.
- Gambit and Juri's interaction in Marvel XXX Capcom involved intense role-play and sexual consent, showcasing elements of both Street Fighter and Marvel universes.
