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Paradise Island 
by Steve

Part 1

Jubilee had never seen such beautiful beaches in all her life. The clear 
blue water splashing against the beach drove her crazy. She wanted to 
get on that beach as soon as possible. 
"Like what you see, kid?" Psylocke asked from the seat next to her.
"I love it, Betsy! It is the most beautiful beach I have ever seen!" 
Jubilee shouted with excitement.
"We should be landing soon," Betsy said as the captain came over the PA 
to announce that the plane would be landing in a few minutes and that 
all of the passengers were to buckle their seat belts for the landing. 
"See, I told you," Betsy said with a smile.
Jubilee just sat in her seat, staring in amazement down at the shore 
below. When Cyclops had suggested a vacation for some of the team 
members, Jubilee was ecstatic. She had wanted to get away for so long. 
The pressure of being a super hero were getting too much to handle. So 
her, Logan, Betsy, Remy, Ororo, and Alex decided to go to a beautiful 
tropical island off the coast of Puerto Rico.


Reader's Note: For those who don't know who I'm talking about, I will 
tell you. Psylocke is Betsy, or Betsy. Wolverine is Logan. Gambit is 
Remy. Ororo is Storm. And finally, Alex is Havok. Hope that clears 
everything up.


Jubilee raced through the airport, Remy in close pursuit. He wasn't 
really out to catch her, but to keep a watch on her to make sure she 
didn't get in any trouble. Remy followed her out of the airport and 
through some back streets before eventually making it to the beautiful 
blue ocean. Jubilee tossed her bags on the ground and shed her clothes 
quickly. She was very happy that she decided to wear her bikini under 
her clothes for the trip.
Jubilee tore off for the water. Remy stopped to catch his breath where 
Jubilee had dropped her bags. He set his down next to hers. He rummaged 
through his for awhile before finally finding a towel. He laid it out 
across the sand and sat down on it. He wore a pair of shorts and a 
T-shirt, which he soon took off and shoved into his bag. 
The weather on the island was amazing. Not a cloud in the sky and about 
90 degrees.
After about a half an hour or so, Logan and Betsy came and sat down next 
to Remy. Logan was dressed only in a pair of swimming trunks. Betsy was 
wearing an almost nonexistent bikini.
"The kid in the water?" Logan asked, slapping Remy heartily on the back.
"Yeah, hasn't been out since we got here," Remy said, sounding fatigued. 
"She seemed pretty excited about it on the plane," Betsy added.
"I imagine so," Remy said, "Did you guys check into the hotel yet?" Remy 
asked
"Yeah, here's the key to your room," Logan said, fishing a small key out 
of his pocket, "Why don't you go back and put your stuff away, we'll 
watch the kid."
"That sounds good to me, Thanks." Remy said standing up and grabbing his 
bags, "How do I get back to the hotel?"
"Take that street their down about two blocks," Betsy said, pointing 
towards the street behind her, "and our hotel is on the left side, it's 
the Ritz Carlton."
"Thanks, cher," Remy said, walking off down the street.
"So.do you wanna go for a swim?" Betsy asked.
"Why the hell not," Logan said, pulling himself to his feet. He reached 
out an arm to help Betsy get. She took his hand pulled her self up next 
to him.
The two walked toward the water. They saw Jubilee out in the water, 
playing in the waves.
"Look at her," Betsy said in amazement.
"I know, I wish I was still that young. So much energy," Logan 
commented.
Logan and Betsy waded out to where Jubilee was frolicking. The water was 
warm and clear. Betsy watched as the fish swam around her. So many 
different types of fish, so many colors. Betsy felt relaxed at the peace 
and serenity of this paradise.
"Hi guys," Jubilee giggled as she swam closer to Logan. Betsy was still 
staring down at all of the fish at her feet.
"Hey kiddo, like the ocean?" Logan asked.
"I love it!" Jubilee exclaimed loudly, bringing Betsy out of her little 
world of tropical fish. A wave started to rise directly behind them. 
Jubilee saw it and jumped into, letting it take her along for the ride. 
The wave caught Logan and Betsy off guard, pulling them under. 
Everything was black. A swirling noise filled her ears. She opened her 
eyes, not really thinking of where she was. The salt burned her eyes 
deeply. She closed them almost instantly. Betsy swam as hard as she 
could to get to the surface, but she wasn't moving. The current was 
holding her in place. Her air was starting to run out. Feeling helpless, 
she just gave up, succumbing to death. Then hand reached under and 
grabbed her by the arm, pulling her to the surface.
Betsy gasped for air as Logan pulled her out of the water. She threw her 
arms around Logan and began sobbing on his shoulder.
"I was going to die," she stuttered.
"But you didn't," Logan said, caressing the back of her head.
"You saved my life," Betsy muttered, looking Logan directly in his eyes. 
She wanted to kiss him, but was afraid of his reaction. Logan was an odd 
man. No one ever really knew what he wanted. He never spoke to anyone of 
how he felt, so no one really knew. Betsy was afraid that Logan didn't 
feel the same as she did, so she controlled her emotions and let go of 
Logan.
"You all right Betsy?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, I'm better now," Betsy said, holding herself tight. She was 
shivering now, "Can we go back to the shore?" 
"Yeah, sure," Logan said, placing his hand on her shoulder as they 
started back toward the shore. Jubilee followed, the horror of what 
happened to Betsy making her think realize she shouldn't be out here 
alone.
On shore, the three dried off. Betsy sat on the ground, still shivering 
with fear. She had been near death many times, but she had never felt 
that defenseless against her opponent. There was nothing that she could 
have done to save herself. But she didn't have to worry about that 
because someone else saved her, Logan. 
"I'm headed to our hotel, where is it?" Jubilee asked, collecting her 
bags from the sand.
"Two blocks down that road, the Ritz Carlton on the left," Logan said, 
pulling another key from his pocket, "Here's your room key. You're 
sharing a room with Ororo."
"Cool. Thanks," Jubilee said, skipping off towards the hotel.
Logan sat down next to Betsy and put his arm around her shoulder. "You 
sure you're OK?" he asked.
"I'm just a little shaken up. Can we go back to the hotel now. I need to 
sleep," Betsy said. She stood up and started walking before Logan could 
respond.
Logan got up and jogged to catch up with Betsy. She walked clutching her 
head. Logan was worried about her. He really cared deeply for Betsy, but 
was too embarrassed to show it. He was afraid that the feeling wouldn't 
be mutual and Betsy would stop talking to him. He would rather keep her 
as friend than try to make her his lover.
Logan and Betsy walked through what seemed to be the commercial section 
of the island. Shops lined the street on both sides. Mostly boutiques 
and other woman's stores. Logan felt out of place. If Betsy had been 
more with it, she would have been running from window to window, 
pointing out how she wanted this and wanted that. Logan was kind of glad 
Betsy was tired.
"Do you need anything else?" Logan asked. Betsy put her key into the 
hole and turned the knob. The door swung open.
"Could you come in and stay awhile? I could really use your company 
right now," Betsy said.
"But I thought you wanted to sleep," Logan replied.
"I did. But now I just want someone to talk to."
"Well.I guess I could stay awhile," Logan said. Betsy entered the room, 
Logan following close behind. She walked into the bathroom and closed 
the door.
"I'm going to change, I'll only be a minute," Betsy yelled from within 
the bathroom. Logan sat down on the bed and flipped on the TV. He 
quickly found ESPN and sat back to watch Italian soccer.
Betsy walked out of the bathroom, clad only in a button up pajama top. 
Her long slender legs stood out as she walked to the bed and sat down 
next to Logan. "What are we watching," Betsy asked.
Logan's eyes were fixated to the TV. He didn't even notice that Betsy 
was there until she spoke. "Italian soccer," Logan said in disgust, 
"What a bunch pansies. Football, now there's a sport!"
"In England, soccer is called football," Betsy said, trying to twist 
Logan's words.
"Shit. You're kidding?" Logan asked in disbelief.
"Nope," Betsy said with a smile.
"Why do you have to go and tell me shit like that? That just ruins my 
day," Logan said, now looking very disgruntled.
"Sorry," Betsy said, laughing at Logan. She loved it when he would get 
angry and start acting like a little kid. She thought it was very cute, 
and Logan was rarely nice, let alone cute. "Do you know how cute you get 
when you're angry?"
"What?" Logan asked, sounding surprised.
"I just think you look really cute when you get angry, that's all," 
Betsy said, teasing him.
"Thanks," Logan said. He started to blush. Betsy knew this was her 
chance. She leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips. Logan jumped 
when her flesh touched his, but soon relaxed as he realized her intent. 
Betsy sat up straight again, pulling her lips away from Logan's.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," Betsy said.
"You're damn right you shouldn't have!" Logan yelled, "It should have 
been more like this." Logan grabbed Betsy and pulled her close. His 
tongue jammed into her mouth, meeting no resistance from Betsy. Logan's 
hands felt up and down Betsy's back, massaging and exploring. Betsy was 
amazed at the passion Logan had. She always considered him very frigid, 
but now.
Betsy started to unbuttoning her shirt. She couldn't get the buttons 
undone, so she just tore the shirt off, buttons flying everywhere. The 
shirt fell to the ground. Logan's lips went directly to Betsy's newly 
exposed flesh. Her breasts were not by any means small, but very full 
and large. Logan's tongue swept over Betsy's nipple, bringing a little 
moan out of her. He left little kisses all over her breasts, each 
bringing little its own little sound out of Betsy.
"Fuck me," Betsy whispered, writhing under Logan's attention. Without a 
word, Logan reached down and pulled off his shorts, tossing them aside. 
His cock was at full attention, all eight inches worth. Betsy gasped at 
the sight of his massive tool. She had always suspected that Logan was 
well endowed, but this was amazing. 
Betsy rolled onto her back, spreading her legs far. Thick black pubic 
hair covered her pussy lips. Logan could see the way her hair was 
matted, showing that she was extremely wet. He maneuvered himself until 
his cock sat directly at the opening Betsy's sex. Logan and Betsy were 
both about to get something that they had dreamed about for a while.
Slowly, Logan slid into Betsy's wet tunnel. She was extremely loose, but 
Logan went slow, wanting this to be special, and not over in thirty 
seconds. Betsy's legs wrapped around Logan, pulling her body up to meet 
each of his strokes. Betsy liked Logan's slow pace. She had never been 
with a guy who had done this, and she really liked it. The pleasure was 
amazing. She had never felt this much pleasure this fast in any 
love-making she had ever participated in.
"Oh god!" Betsy cried out. Logan sped up his pace a little, sensing that 
Betsy was going to cum soon. He placed one of his hands on Betsy's 
breast and started massaging it lightly. With a hand on her breast and a 
cock in her pussy, Betsy was moaning uncontrollably. Betsy knew she 
would come soon, she could feel it building deep in her stomach.
"Fuck me harder!" Betsy screamed. Throwing her head back and screaming 
one final time, she climaxed. Her pussy gripped tightly around Logan's 
meat. He kept pumping though, feeling his orgasm close as well.
"Oh shit," Logan cried out as he came. A torrent of white fluid flooded 
Betsy's pussy, sending her into another fit of screaming and moaning. 
Betsy flailed on the bed for another minute or so until Logan stopped 
coming. She fell limp back into the bed. Logan pulled his limp cock from 
Betsy's dripping hole. He collapsed next to her. Neither spoke for the 
next ten minute or so, they just laid there.
"Thanks for inviting me in," Logan finally said.
"No problem," Betsy said, sitting up. Sweat covered her body, glistening 
in the light as she walked to the bathroom. Logan heard the water turn 
on and then the familiar sound of the shower running, but made no 
attempt to get up. He was too exhausted. He didn't even have the energy 
to roll over and flip on the TV. 
After awhile, the shower turned off. Within a minute of two, Betsy 
exited the bathroom, wearing only a silky black robe. She climbed on to 
the bed and slid under the covers next to Logan. He mustered the 
strength to put his arm around her. She nestled her head into Logan's 
chest and closed her eyes. 
Logan watched Betsy sleep for about an hour before his eyes finally 
closed. 

Part 2

Jubilee woke with the sound of the ocean in her ears. Opening her eyes,
she saw Ororo walking around the room in her bathrobe. She taking some
clothes out of her drawers. Jubilee stared at Ororo's slender legs. She
was extremely sexy. Jubilee felt embarrassed to be attracted to another
woman, but she still couldn't take her eyes off of Ororo. Jubilee
started to hope that she would change out in the room and not in the
bathroom. And she did.
Ororo's back was to Jubilee, giving her a great view of her ass as the
robe fell to the ground. Jubilee stared in utter amazement at the firm
globes of Ororo's backside. Her smooth brown skin glistened in the
morning light. Jubilee now started to feel a strong sexual attraction to
Ororo. She could feel her juices dripping out of her wet snatch and on
to the bed sheets. She wanted to reach down there with her hand and
relieve herself, but she was afraid that her moans might be
uncontrollable and she didn't want Ororo to know she was awake. So she
just sat and watched.
Ororo slid on a pair of white cotton panties. Her hands traced the
figure of her hips as she looked at herself in the mirror. Turning
slightly, she looked at herself from a different angle, verifying that
she still had her figure. In doing this, Ororo inadvertently gave
Jubilee a nice shot of her left breast. Jubilee nearly jumped out of her
bed. She had known that Ororo had big breasts, but she had never
actually seen them. Ororo never showered with the other girls in the
locker room at the mansion. Jubilee always wondered why. And at this
moment, she wondered even more. Ororo was in perfect shape. She had a
perfect figure, a great ass, and beautiful breasts. Jubilee thought to
herself, 'If I had a body like that, I'd flaunt it everywhere I went.'
Ororo then slid on a large white bra, one of the ones that is built for
support, not sex appeal. Jubilee was a little disappointed that her peep
show was over, but she still had the memories.
As Ororo slipped her shirt over her head, Jubilee started to pretend
like she was just waking up. She rustled in the bed a little then let
out a hefty yawn.
"Good morning little one. Did you sleep well?" Ororo asked, slipping her
shorts up over her thighs and buttoning them.
"Yes I did," Jubilee said, picturing Ororo standing there naked, as she
had been just minutes before.
"Good, you better get a shower and get dressed, we are meeting everyone
for breakfast in an hour.
"Oh crap!" Jubilee shouted, jumping out of bed and running for the
bathroom, "I need at least an hour to do my hair!"
"You don't have an hour. Just shower and get dressed. We'll worry about
your hair when you get out," Ororo said.
Jubilee washed quickly in the shower. She hated being rushed. Then the
thoughts of Ororo naked started coming back to her. Her shapely butt,
her firm breasts, her taunt black nipples. Jubilee felt the wetness
between her legs again. She reached down and slid her index finger into
the folds of her young cunt. She pushed her finger in and out quickly,
wanting to feel herself cum. Her other hand started massaging her clit.
Jubilee had been masturbating for a few years now, since she was about
fifteen. She loved the feel of the walls of her pussy against her
fingers. It gave her sensations she never thought were possible. She
really wanted to share those feeling with someone else someday, but she
was very shy and finding a boyfriend wasn't easy.
Jubilee's fingers plunged in and out of her raging cunt. Her other hand
still working her clit back and forth. It usually took her about fifteen
minutes of this to climax, but with the thoughts of Ororo racing through
her mind, Jubilee felt her orgasm coming after only about five minutes.
She continued to pump her finger furiously until she felt the hot
release of her fluids.
Jubilee slumped up against the wall of the shower, closing her eyes and
letting the pleasure soak in to her mind. She loved nothing more than an
orgasm. She just wished it wasn't always her that gave it to herself
though. She wanted to feel another person's hands on her body, massaging
and caressing every inch of her. It would be wonderful.
Jubilee bounded out of the bathroom, completely ready to go, and with
only minutes to spare. She seemed to be her usual perky self, bouncing
instead of walking.
"Come on child, it is time to leave," Ororo said, opening the door.
Jubilee walked out behind Ororo, shutting the door behind her.
"Where are we going for breakfast?" Jubilee asked as they walked through
the corridors of the hotel.
"It is a little caf‚ that Alex and I found yesterday when we were taking
a walk," Ororo responded.
"So, are you and Alex getting close?" Jubilee asked inquisitively. She
really wanted to see Ororo find a man. She seemed so lonely. Jubilee
just wanted to see her happy. All of the girls were constantly trying to
fix her up, but she never wanted to go out with anyone. Jubilee had
hoped that maybe she would find someone while they were here.
"I would like it if you were to stay out of my personal affairs. It is
none of your business," Ororo stated firmly. This shut Jubilee up until
they arrived at the caf‚.
Everyone was already there when Jubilee and Ororo arrived. Logan and
Betsy sat close, exchanging little glances and laughing and smiling at
one another. Next to them sat Remy and Alex, and a very large man. The
three seemed to be conversing with one another.
"Hello everyone," Ororo said, sitting down next the large, unknown man.
"Your finally here," Alex said with a bright smile on his face.
"No thanks to her," Ororo said jokingly at Jubilee.
"Ororo, I'd like you to meet James," Alex said pointing to the man next
to him.
"Hello," James said, extending a large hand towards her.
"Hello, I am Ororo and this is Jubilee."
"It is nice to meet someone as beautiful as yourself," James said,
causing Ororo to blush a little. She knew that everyone was trying to
set her up again, but James too charming and handsome to shoot down
right away. She would do it later.
"Thank you," Jubilee said, knowing the comment was not directed towards
her.
Ororo and James smiled at each other all through breakfast. They talked
non stop as well. They really to connect. James lived on the island. He
was a manager at one of restaurants in the area. Alex had met him the
day before at a bar. He thought James would be perfect for Ororo. So he
invited him to breakfast.
Betsy and Logan left as soon as they finished their meals, walking out
of the caf‚ hand in hand. Remy left soon after, saying her was going to
the beach to meet women. Jubilee left with him, wanting to go to the
beach as well.
"Well, I guess I'll go and leave you two alone," Alex said, dropping a
ten down on the table to pay for his part of the meal.
"Good-bye," Ororo said. In the beginning, she couldn't see herself
liking James all that much, but after talking to him for the past hour
or so, she found herself extremely attracted to him.
"See ya," James said casually. He never took his eyes off of Ororo
though.
"What do you want to do now?" Ororo asked, running her finger up James'
leg.
"It's up to you," James said.
"How about we go back to my hotel room?" Ororo spoke seductively. Her
hand was now tracing along James' crotch.
"Perfect," James said. They both stood up and ran out of the caf‚. They
raced all the way back to the hotel. Ororo jammed her key into the lock
and flung it open. James grabbed her and kissed her passionately. She
slammed the door behind them and started to unbutton her shorts.
James reached down and helped Ororo slip out of her shorts. James' hand
slid over the thin material of Ororo's panties. She moaned and squirmed
under his touch. His finger drew circles across the lips of her pussy as
she moaned louder. The material of her white panties was now soaked and
perfectly transparent. Ororo hadn't had this feeling in a very long
time. She couldn't even remember when her last orgasm was, but she knew
her next one would be soon.
"Oh James! Fuck me!" Ororo screamed. James moved his hand higher and
pulled off her panties, throwing them to the ground. He pushed Ororo to
the bed. Soon, his pants were on the floor, as were his boxer shorts.
James leaned over Ororo, his dick hanging right in front of her awaiting
pussy.
"I want you so bad," James said, kissing Ororo lightly on the lips while
his hand circled her breast.
"I'm yours," Ororo said, pushing her pussy up towards James' solid dick.
With one mighty thrust, James buried himself inside of Ororo. Her moan
shook the room. Her hands clutched her breasts tight, her fingers
rolling and pinching her nipples. "Oh God Yes!!" she screamed.
James grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of Ororo. Sweat covered
both of their bodies, helping them slide against one another. Ororo's
legs wrapped around James' back, pulling him into her further.
" Oh yes! Fuck me!" Ororo screamed. This excited James more, so he sped
up his pace. His balls slapped against Ororo's asshole, making a loud
slapping sound.
Jubilee was walking down the hallway of the hotel. She was on her way to
pick up her swimsuit so she could go sunbathing on the hotel's deck. She
left Remy at the beach with some blonde girl named Bambi or something.
She was tired of feeling left among all of the older team members.
As she neared her room, Jubilee heard a faint noise. She couldn't tell
what it was, but it had a steady beat to it. She moved closer to the
door and the sound got louder. She also began to hear another noise. The
low moaning sounding. Jubilee thought about it for a second. Ororo and
James were fucking just a few feet beyond the wall in front of her. That
thought quickly vanished. She knew Ororo was too prude to sleep with a
guy she met just hours before. She didn't even think Ororo would sleep
with a guy she had known for years.
Jubilee shrugged and inserted her key into the door knob. Ororo and
James were moaning to loud to hear anything. Jubilee twisted the knob
and pushed the door open. Her eyes expanded and her jaw dropped. There
was James, slamming his huge black dick into Ororo, and she was letting
him. They didn't notice Jubilee standing there, they just kept on
thrashing into one another.
"Oh shit! I'm cumming!" James yelled, pulling his dick out of Ororo's
sloppy pussy. His fist pumped up and down the shaft, sending jets of
creamy white cum all over Ororo's sweaty body. Most of it landed on her
stomach and tits, but some landed on her neck and pussy as well.
"Oh god yes!" Ororo moaned. Her eyes were closed tight and she looked
like she was about to cum. James had stopped a little too early for her.
Her fingers found there way into her pussy, where they started moving
furiously. James gently licked her nipples as she neared her orgasm.
"Ughhhh!! Oh shit!" Ororo ranted. She felt the white hot surge of her
orgasm as it sent her into a fury of screams and contortions. She had
never climaxed that hard before.
"It's OK baby," James said, stroking Ororo's cheek gently. She slowly
calmed down, her body finally coming to rest under James'.
Jubilee watched all of this through a small crack in the door. She
wanted to see more, but knew it was over. She slowly shut the door and
walked off down the hall, dreaming of the events that she had just
witnessed. Thoughts of Ororo naked flashed through her head non stop.
Her soft, round breasts. Her smooth ass. Her cum filled pussy. Jubilee
looked at Ororo in a very sexual way now. She had never thought that she
was gay, but she had never proven she was straight either.
When she watched Ororo and James having sex, she never once looked at
James, just Ororo. Maybe she was gay. Maybe she was just really horny.


CONTINUED IN PART 3...


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