X-Force: Beyond Omega
Ch: 164 [Quickie turned hardcore]

Aron looked around, a mischievous glint in his eye. He pointed towards a dense copse of pine trees nearby, their branches heavy with snow, creating a secluded alcove. "How about there? It's private, and we won't freeze our asses off."

Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Alright, lead the way."

They skied towards the trees, Aron in front, Natasha following close behind. The snow was untouched here, and their skis cut a path through the pristine powder. As they entered the small clearing, Natasha could feel the tension building. She was excited.

They stopped. Natasha unclipped her skis and kicked them off, leaving them sticking out of the snow. Aron did the same, his breath misting in the cold air. He turned to her, a playful smirk on his lips. Nat took a look around before dropping her pants, revealing her pussy. She got a little trim bush and perfect pussy. Aron went to his knees and pushed his face towards her, his breath warm on her cold skin.

He started slow, his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy, exploring her folds.

"Mumm~" Natasha let out a soft moan, her head tilting back slightly.

Aron took his time, his hands on her thighs, steadying her. He could feel her muscles tense and relax with each flick of his tongue. The cold air around them was forgotten as they lost themselves in the moment. His fingers found their way inside her, matching the rhythm of his tongue.

Natasha's breath hitched, her hands finding their way to Aron's hair, guiding him.

The sound of their breathing, the soft crunch of snow under their movements, and the distant laughter from the rest of the group were the only sounds in the secluded grove.

Aron could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in shorter gasps. Her pussy was clamping against his fingers as he began to stimulate her clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking and sucking on it.

"Fuck!" She whispered, her voice barely audible. Aron felt her legs quiver, her grip on his hair tightening. He looked up, their eyes meeting as he continued to tease her. The intensity in her gaze was almost too much, but he held it, wanting to watch her unravel. Her lips parted, a soft moan escaping as her body began to convulse. He kept his rhythm steady, drawing out her orgasm until she finally squirted.

Aron opened his mouth and continued to finger her through the orgasm. His mouth was filled with her sweet, warm essence. He lapped it up, savoring every drop, his fingers still buried deep inside her, coaxing out the last waves of her pleasure. He looked up at her, her eyes closed, head thrown back, lips parted in a silent 'O' of ecstasy. Her chest heaved with each breath, snowflakes landing on her flushed skin, melting instantly.

Natasha's legs gave out, but Aron was there, catching her, lowering her gently to the soft snow. She opened her eyes, looking at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, sharing her taste with her. She moaned softly, her hands pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. He broke away, his breath ragged, and rested his forehead against hers.

"You are so freakin' tasty, Nat," He whispered before kissing her again.

"My ass is freezing," Natasha chuckled.

"Then we'd better get out of here and find ourselves a room?"

Aron helped Nat up, his hands lingering on her waist. They gathered their skis, their earlier competition forgotten. As they stepped out of the secluded grove, the world seemed a little brighter, the cold a little less biting. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

"Well, looks like everyone is enjoying and busy. So, we can make some noise in the lodge," He said before teleporting them inside their room.

With a flick of his fingers, their clothes disappeared.

Natasha pushed him down on the bed and jumped up, standing over him, a wicked grin playing on her lips. His cock was already standing high.

"Jerk your cock. I want to see," She said with a naughty smirk.

Aron's smirk mirrored Natasha's, his eyes never leaving hers as he wrapped a hand around his thick, hard cock. He started slow, his fist moving up and down, his gaze never wavering. Natasha watched, her eyes darkening with desire, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

"Faster," she commanded, her voice barely above a whisper. Aron obliged, his hand moving quicker, his breath coming in shorter gasps. The room filled with the sound of his hand moving over his cock, the soft slap of skin against skin. The precum beaded at the tip, a testament to his arousal. "That's enough," Natasha said, her voice laced with command.

Aron stopped his hand mid-stroke, his breath ragged, eyes locked onto hers. She moved her left foot, with its delicate, pedicured toes, gently brushed against his throbbing cock. He sucked in a sharp breath, the unexpected touch sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Her smirk widened at his reaction, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She then began to rub her foot along the length of his cock, her heel pressing gently against his balls. Aron let out a low groan, his hips bucking slightly, seeking more friction.

Natasha's eyes never left his, watching the play of emotions across his face. She could feel his cock throbbing against her foot, his pre-cum making her skin slick. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the soft moans Aron couldn't suppress.

"Nat..." Aron's voice was a plea, his body tense, ready to snap. She knew he was close, so she sat between his legs and used both feet.

His cock was between her feet.

She moved slowly at first, her eyes never leaving his, enjoying the sight of his chest heaving, his abs contracting with each breath. She could see the muscles in his neck straining, his jaw clenched, and it spurred her on.

She increased the pace, her feet moving up and down his length, her toes curling slightly to add more pressure. Aron let out a low growl, his hips lifting off the bed, seeking more contact. She could feel his cock throbbing against her feet, his pre-cum making her skin slick.

"Fuck, Nat," Aron grunted, his body tensing. "I'm going to come."

Natasha didn't stop. Instead, she increased the pace, her feet moving like a blur. Aron's body arched off the bed, his cock pulsing as he came, his hot seed spilling over her feet. She continued to move, drawing out his orgasm until he was spent. Her feet, glistening with his release, slowed to a stop.

Aron collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving, eyes closed. Natasha, her heart still pounding, looked at the mess he had made on her feet. She smiled. She was satisfied seeing the amount of release. She brought her feet up, one at a time, licking his release off her skin, her eyes never leaving his. Aron watched, his breath hitching, his spent cock twitching at the sight. She hummed, the sound vibrating through him, "Delicious."

She then grabbed his still hard cock and placed her pussy over it, sliding down with a soft moan, taking him in inch by inch.

"Wow! Shit! Tight!" Aron's eyes flew open, his hands automatically gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He watched as she took him in, her pussy swallowing his cock, her head thrown back in pleasure. She was tight, her inner muscles clenching around him, pulling him in deeper. "Fuck, Nat," He groaned, his hips lifting off the bed, meeting her thrust for thrust. She started to move, her hips rolling, her body undulating like a wave. The sight of her, her breasts bouncing, her hair cascading down her back, was enough to make him lose his mind. She was a goddess, riding him, taking her pleasure from him.

Natasha leaned forward, her hands resting on his chest, her nails digging into his skin. She increased her pace, her breath coming out in short pants, her moans filling the room. Aron could feel her pussy fluttering around him, her orgasm building. He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit, rubbing it in circles. She gasped, her body tensing, her pace faltering.

"Come for me, Nat," Aron commanded, his thumb pressing against her clit, applying more pressure. Her body responded to his touch, her hips bucking, her breath hitching. He felt her pussy clench around his cock, her inner muscles pulsing as her orgasm crashed over her. She threw her head back, a low moan escaping her lips, her body shuddering with each wave of pleasure.

He sat up and took her right nipple into his mouth and began to suck, his tongue flicking against the hardened peak. Natasha gasped, her hands tangling in his hair, pressing him closer. Aron's hands gripped her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, pulling her closer, encouraging her to ride out her orgasm. He could feel her pussy pulsing around his cock, her juices coating him, making their connection slick and smooth.

Natasha's body began to move again, her hips rolling, her pussy sliding up and down his length. She was insatiable, her desire fueled by her recent orgasm. Aron groaned, his cock throbbing inside her, ready for more. He switched to her left nipple, giving it the same attention, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, making her moan.

"Fuck, Aron," Natasha panted, her body tensing again. "Your cock is hitting the spot. So hard and big."

Aron flipped her over and went on top in the missionary position. He then began to pound her without stopping. His lips captured her and they continued to fuck.

[Meanwhile... Outside]

Emma, after dropping a truckload of snow on Wanda, decided to change her clothes and maybe grab something hot, since it was freezing. As she was walking past the room, she heard the moaning. She paused mid-step, her eyes widening as she recognized the voices. She should keep walking, she knew, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. The moans were unmistakable, the rhythm of the bed against the wall was a steady, insistent beat. She could picture them, Aron's strong body on top, Natasha's legs wrapped around his waist, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

Aroused curiosity warred with her sense of decency. She should leave, give them their privacy. But the sounds were intoxicating, pulling her in like a siren's song. She took a step closer, her heart pounding in her chest. She could just peek, a quick glance to satisfy her curiosity. No one would know.

She leaned against the wall, her ear pressed against the door. The moans were louder now, Natasha's high-pitched cries of pleasure punctuating Aron's deep, guttural groans. Emma's breath hitched as she imagined the scene. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, her own body responding to the sounds of their passion.

She pushed the door, and to her surprise, it was open.

Before her...

Aron was fucking Natasha in the doggy style. Both were facing toward the door, and both of them stopped seeing her.

"Ah! Having a little sex session without me?" Emma said with her usual wicked smile as she closed the door and quickly dropped her clothes. Then she sat on the sofa near the fireplace. Her legs spread and her right hand on her pussy. "Don't mind me, keep going. I'll just sit here and enjoy the show, and depending on my mood, I might just join in." She winked.

Before Natasha could say anything...

Aron spanked her butt before grabbing her waist and started to pound her again. His eyes were on Emma. Both were smiling.

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