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Gambit : Evolution 1.
Remy LeBeau had an incredibly beautiful girlfriend, who was
tall, beautiful, sexy as hell, beautiful, had a body to kill for,
was beautiful, strong, beautiful, had a cool Southern accent, was very
beautiful, made him the envy of every man who saw them on the street
and was very, very.... attractive.
Right now Remy LeBeau sat on his bed, masturbating.
Because for all the things that Remy's girlfriend was (including
beautiful), there was one thing she was not.
Touchable.
Rogue (even Remy didn't know her real name) had a mutant power
that made skin to skin contact impossible, any person she touched, she
absorbed that persons personality and (if they had them) powers.
Depending on the length of contact, the transference lasted
between a few minutes and, in one case, almost a full year (*) and only
one cure had ever been found and quickly lost (**) again.
As a result, the two had taken a very experimental approach to
the problem of how to continue having sex without touching. They'd tried
'ravaging' (sexual intercourse without removing clothes) at first, and
then role-playing voyeurism (each masturbating while watching the other
doing something their partner considered erotic) and finally
mutual masturbation, which both had come to enjoy greatly. Ravaging
had been an interesting diversion, role-playing fun for a couple of weeks,
but now they felt they'd found a way to cut through the crap and just get
straight to the pleasure without touching each other.
Now, in one of a million generic hotels to be found across America,
which they were currently 'sightseeing', they were ready for their latest
experiment.
Across the bed from him, Rogue sat on her knees, naked as the
day she was born and much, much sexier.
One slender, toned arm moved slowly up and down between her large,
firm breasts, her hand stroking and probing past her clitoris and down
between her vaginal lips, which she'd just finished shaving right in front
of him.
His eyes greedily drank in the magnificent sight of her massive
tits, which shook and quivered ever so slightly on her chest as she leaned
back further and further, spreading her legs wide as she arched her
magnificent back. The Southern beauty ran her hands over her incredible
body, slightly opening her eyes and watching both her own body’s and
Gambit's as she stroked her breasts, squeezing the large globes
of tit-flesh happily.
Rogue's hands quickly slid down between her legs, rubbing at her
pussy, her massive breasts heaving up and down, her heart pounding heavily
as she grew more and more excited, more and more aroused.
She rubbed her clitoris as she eyed Gambit's crotch, watching as
he pumped his own meat. His cock glistened, not from lubrication but
because he had a plastic wrap about it, as well as his hips and his balls.
There was a good reason for this, which would become obvious later
at the climax to their mutual masturbation. Rogue grunted as she thought
about this, humping her cunt up as her fingers drove up deep into her
pussy.
Panting and moaning, the former X-Woman turned herself around,
pushing her big tits into the firm mattress of the bed and presenting her
delightfully curved ass to Gambit before she began to hump and grind her
crotch down onto her hand, stuck between her pussy and the firm mattress,
flooded with delightful, wet heat.
She humped her ass up and down, knowing that Gambit's eyes would
be following her butt as it jumped up and down, also knowing that his
fist would be pumping up and down his cock to the same rhythm, imagining
that he was inside of her cunt.
She pumped furiously into her cunt, grunting, moaning and letting
out quiet whimpers of pleasure as her vagina clenched and tightened around
her fingers. She shuddered violently, her ass bouncing up and down into
the air, her cunt spasming and shaking and sucking at her fingers as she
rammed them again and again into her slit, deeper and deeper each time as
her thumb ground against her clitoris.
Her climax was building and building, the coals of her passion
stoked by her fingers, building to a burning crescendo of
passion. Seemingly rippling endlessly up and down her spine as pleasure
shook her to the core of her being. Her back arched, her breasts rising
from the sheets as she cast back her head, her mouth open in a wordless
cry of pleasure.
Her body seemed locked in an impossible position, and he was
certain she held it longer than most other women could purely because of
her incredible strength. Then, finally, she collapsed to the bed, her
hand remained locked onto her cuntmound, her juices dribbling and flowing
out between her half-buried fingers.
"Oh shit, Chere, quickly," Gambit whispered harshly, and Rogue
quickly rolled over, energetic again as she eagerly anticipated what he
was about to do. She came to a stop on her back, but her tits continued
to roll as their own weight pulled them further along her chest before
pulling back and coming to a quivering halt on her chest, nipples erect
and tit-flesh glistening with sweat.
Gambit quickly straddled Rogue's waist, his skin not touching
hers due to the plastic wrap around her hips, his buttocks and thighs
as well as his genitals and penis, leaving only his cockhead open to
the air.
Positioning his cock just between her breasts, Gambit watched
as Rogue reached up with her delicate but powerful hands and grabbed her
breasts, squashing them together on either side of his penis.
Remy moaned happily as Rogue began to quickly push her tits back
and forth, up and down over his cock, wanking his cock with her breasts,
the exposed skin of his cockhead never quite coming into contact with
the skin of her naked breasts.
"Yes, yes, do it Chere, jerk me off wit dem big titties," he
moaned happily.
"That's right," she groaned,"Cum on me, Remy, cum on mah face!"
Her breasts squashed and enveloped his cock, his meat plunging
in and out of her big, firm breasts, driving him towards the edge of an
incredible orgasm.
"Ahhh SHIT!" cried Gambit, and suddenly his cock was jerking
and spasming between Rogue's breasts, firing shot after shot of cum right
onto her face, splattering onto her nose, between her eyes, over her
forehead and onto her lips. She caught a couple of shots directly into
her mouth and grinned wickedly at the Cajun before savoring the taste a
little, then swallowing his cum.
"Oh yes," moaned Gambit, falling off of her body to the side,
landing firmly on the mattress beside her, their skin having never touched
even once.
He looked up at her, watching her as she cheekily scooped some
of his cum off of her face and began to rub it into her breasts, squeezing
her large mammaries and pressing his sperm into her skin.
"Did we get dat?" he groaned, feeling tired but excited at the
same time.
"Sure did, lover," chuckled Rogue, and looked over at the video
camera taping their exploits for later viewing pleasure.
They'd first hit upon the idea after Remy had read about using
plastic wrap to prevent infection when eating out your partner (he'd read
it in one of Rogue's woman’s magazines while looking for pictures of naked
women). Since oral sex was one of the few things they couldn't do (well,
Rogue could suck his cock, but the preparation was almost more than it
was worth) he'd hit upon the idea of making a 'big condom' that covered
his thighs, hips, ass, balls and cock.
That day when Rogue returned from the store from which she'd just
brought a camcorder to make a video chronicle of their trip across the
country. He grabbed her as she stepped through the door and tossed her
onto the bed, and before she could react he was pulling off her tight
jeans (wearing gloves of course) and tearing at her panties. She'd begun
to protest, then seen what he'd done and allowed herself to be taken,
crying out in pleasure as for the first time in nearly seven months she
had a cock pushed into her cunt.
He'd fucked her hard and fast and they'd both come quickly,
Gambit glad he'd had the presence of mind to leave a small gap of air
between the head of his penis and the 'condom' he'd made.
Later, while working out how to use the camcorder they'd
discovered they had taped each other fucking and, after a little
trepidation, had both admitted that it turned them on to see each other
on t.v together. They'd masturbated on the couch of the motel lounge
together that night while watching their sex from earlier on, and it had
quickly become a wildly vital part of their sex life.
They watched porno movies together, getting ideas that they used
for role playing, and after watching the last one - a fetish video called
Super-Hero CumFest in which women dressed as make believe super-heroines
were tit-fucked and jerked off over - Rogue had decided she wanted to get
a cumbath, and Gambit had been only too eager to comply.
The next afternoon, lying in bed together with one arm draped
over Rogue's waist (she had a sheet wrapped around her, making it safe
to 'touch'), Gambit watched the video with a lewd grin on his face as
the him on the video came over Rogue's face.
"Dirty little vixen aren't you, eh, chere?" he chuckled into
her ear.
"And whose cock is that pushing against the small of mah back
right now, hmmm?" she replied with a sexy, sensual grin.
"Maybe we put it to good use, no?"
"Maybe, Cajun, if yah play yah cards...."
- WE ARE HERE! - blasted into their heads, throwing them out of
the bed with physical force.
- HUMANITY, YOU'RE TIME IS DONE, - the massive, intruding voice
continued, - MUTANTS WERE THE FIRST SIGN, BUT NOW THEY, TOO, ARE
OBSOLETE, THE CHOSEN HAVE ARRIVED, THE NEW EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE,
THE FINAL EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE IN HERE, NOW! -
Shocking images filled their minds, unbelievable images of The
Avengers lying defeated and beaten at the hands of mysterious opponents.
- WE HAVE ALREADY DEFEATED WITH EASE THE GREATEST EXAMPLES OF
THE OLD HUMANITY, THE AVENGERS FELL BEFORE US EASILY, AND ANY OTHERS WHO
THINK THEY COULD CHALLENGE OUR POWER WILL SUFFER THE SAME FATE. YOUR
TIME AS MASTERS OF THIS PLANET IS OVER, NOW YOU WILL SERVE US AS WE LIFT
HUMANKIND TO IT'S RIGHTFUL PLACE AS EVENTUAL RULERS OF THE UNIVERSE. -
Was it over? The two lovers stared at each other with wide eyes,
shocked to the core at both the mental intrusion, which had even gotten
into Gambit's usually difficult mind with terrifying ease.
- YOU WILL SERVE US, OR DIE, - boomed the voice, making Rogue
clutch her ears in frustration at the pain of the booming voice. Gambit
shook his head, unsure what to think about this intrusion which was so
unexpected. When Professor Xavier had been alive, Gambit had always
purposefully left his mind open to any messages the powerful telepath
might send. Xavier had told him that Remy's mind was as slippery and
difficult to catch as his body was, and although he could do it if he
had to, the situation would not be pleasant for either of them.
For whoever these 'WE' were, they'd slipped into his mind with
an almost contemptuous ease, and that was a very, very scary thought.
"Remy? What was that?" gasped Rogue.
He stared at her, hating the fact that he couldn't wrap his arms
around her and comfort her, her powers always that slight wedge between
them despite their closeness, despite all their little sex games and
love for each other.
"I don' rightly know, chere," Gambit replied,"But I tink it best
dat we get to Alaska right quick after all."
The Residence Of Scott Summers and Jean Grey.
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They stepped into the kitchen and looked about, concern etched
on each others face.
"Come out, you two," Remy said after a few moments,"You should
have de moment you saw it was us."
Rogue arched an eyebrow in confusion, but moments later Angel
and Psylocke seemed to step from the shadows, shocking her with their
sudden appearance.
"Our apologies, Remy," said Elizabeth 'Betsy' Braddock, aka
Psylocke,"I was going to attempt a surface scan of your minds to make
sure you were who you appeared to be."
"Seems everyone likes doing dat lately," grumbled Remy,"How long
have you been here?"
"A few hours," replied Angel, who had never been
entirely comfortable with the former thief,"How did you get here so fast?"
"I flew us," replied Rogue,"We decided to forego any cover we had
for speed."
"I'm glad you did," said Betsy, although her beautiful
Asian features remained cool and impassive, almost businesslike,"I have
been unable to telepathically contact any of The X-Men, or should I say
the former X-Men, as well as X-Factor or The Avengers."
"Any sign of what happened here?" asked Rogue.
"I found the barest telepathic trace of Jean, Scott, Ororo and
Jubilee," said Betsy,"Whoever was here had either telepathic abilities or
a companion who did. They covered their tracks almost completely, but I
think I can track them to wherever they took our former teammates."
"Den de question is, do we go after dem now or wait in case any
other X-Men who might arrive."
"I cannot establish a telepathic link with Bishop, whom Jean said
might join us," replied Betsy,"But I cannot guarantee how long the slight
telepathic trace I have might last."
"Let's put it to vote then," declared Angel, who had obviously
decided he would lead this team,"I say we go now."
"I think we should wait," replied Rogue.
"I say we go," said Betsy.
Remy hesitated,"Sorry, chere, but I got to agree with Warren and
Betsy on dis one, we should go now."
Rogue sighed, raising one hand to her forehead,"Okay, fine, ah
just hope we're prepared for whoever these freaks are, and ah hope they
ain't as tough as they made themselves out tah be."
Pyslocke concentrated firmly on the telepathic trace she'd caught
onto, then used the reduced powers left to her since Onslaught had severed
her link to the Crimson Dawn (***) to envelop all four in shadows and
take them to the end of the trail.
A second later, the kitchen of Jean Grey and Scott Summers was
once again empty.
Location unknown.
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"Master?"
Dunac grunted, not wanting to take his gaze from the engrossing
image of the three naked mutant woman before him. The image was only
a few inches wide and long, supplied to him via a crystal given to him
by The Mental Discipline to allow him to watch all the fun.
"Master?" repeated The Fellow, who knew his place since Dunac
was one of The First, but he also was an arrogant, smug and superior
bastard who hated acting subservient.
"What?" snapped Dunac, turning to face The Fellow, who despite
his own superiority complex could sense the immense power emanating from
one of the very First of The Fellowship Of The Physical Discipline.
"You asked to be told, Master, the moment the telepathic alarm
went off."
"Ahhh yes," hissed Dunac happily,"Give it to me."
Yet another of the crystals of The Mental Discipline was handed
to Dunac by The Fellow, opened to the image of Scott and Jean's kitchen,
in which stood four mutants, two of them men and of no interest to Dunac
unless he cared to prove his superiority over them, and two exceptionally
beautiful women.
"Their names?"
"Master?"
"What are the women's names, fool!" snapped Dunac angrily, his
mind already feverishly running over all the things he could do with the
two women.
"Ahhhh, the purple haired one is Psylocke, real name Elizabeth
Braddock, the one with the white highlight is Rogue, real name unknown."
"Rogue, Psylocke," chuckled Dunac,"Delicious."
He went back to watching Jean, Ororo and Jubilee on the other
crystal, his unspoken order clear. All of his Followers were to be ready
to face Rogue, Psylocke and the two men when they came, all so Dunac
could have two more women for his steadily growing harem.
"Delicious," repeated Dunac with a quiet chuckle.
Muir Isle - Several Hours Earlier.
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Brian Braddock - A mystically powered man with a link to the very
land of Britain that made him strong and powerful far beyond that of
normal men. His codename was Captain Britain.
Meggan - an Elemental of extraordinary beauty with features like
those of a elf. Her codename was.... Meggan.
Once they'd been members of a superteam called eXcalibur, but
that had since disbanded in the wake of a more global X-Team in X-Factor,
and also a much safer, more tolerant world since Henry McCoy had cured
Legacy, AIDS and most forms of Cancer in one fell swoop.
They had also once been lovers.
They still were, but now they were married too.
Brian stepped forward, staring with undisguised lust at his wife's
incredibly sexy body, a body that just screamed sex, a body that men could
not help but look at. As someone with a deep (and sometime sensual)
connection to the Earth, there had never been a heterosexual man who had
seen her without lusting for her.
And she was Brian's.
She lay on the grass, basking in the sun that seemed to
perpetually shine on Muir Isle, completely naked, her gorgeous body
almost seeming to shine, her skin was a milky white that reflected the
light and contrasted very nicely with the emerald green of the grassy
hill she lay on.
Brian lowered his body over hers, his own body was physically
perfect, his eyes blue, his hair blond, his skin pale but not as much
as his wife’s.
His hands pressed into the firm, yielding grass on either side of
her and he leaned down as she leaned up, the two sharing a sensuous kiss.
His naked flesh pressed against her as his hands slid along the
side of her body, her large, firm breasts pressing against his broad,
muscular chest. His fingertips ran briefly along the sides of
her breasts and she moaned into his mouth, her eyes half closed, her
face the seeming personification of sensuality itself.
His hard organ was pressing against her belly as they kissed
and stroked each other, Meggan's hands circling his back and making
small circles beneath his shoulderblades.
One hand slid between the Elemental's legs and lightly cupped
her cuntmound, causing her legs to naturally open wider. As he carefully
played with her clitoris, he took his cock with his free hand
and positioned it at the steaming entrance to her completely bald pussy,
ready to slide once more into his incredibly beautiful wife's delicious
cunt.
He pressed down hard, boring into her tight cunt, opening the
walls of her pussy with a slow, drilling passage into her tight, bald
snatch. Brian's cock drove into her till his balls lay against the
tight, compacted asscheeks of Meggan's delicious, rounded ass.
He sucked on one nipple as he began to saw into her, his cock
pumping back and forth into her juicy opening as she gasped in pleasure,
her body totally open to pleasure, not holding back at all, not holding
anything back. He humped steadily, his hips rolling back and forth
against hers as his hands caressed her breasts, his teeth lightly gnawing
at her nipple.
Picking up the pace, grinding faster and faster against her hips,
Brian moved his mouth from her nipple, kissed up the crook of her neck
and her cheek, sliding his tongue between her lips and into her mouth. She
sucked on his tongue, groaning happily as he humped in and out of her
tight, bald pussy.
Now Brian was fucking with more energy, his ass rising and falling
steadily as he fucked his cock into her with deep, powerful strokes, her
cunt sucking back on his cock every time he pulled back out of her.
The two lovers - so attuned to each others needs not just because
of their love but because they also shared a special affinity with the
land and so with each other - both shifted the angles of their hips so
that every time Brian Braddock's cock slid into her cunt, it did so at
an angle that rasped along her clitoris.
She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, pushing
her cunt back up against his thrusting cock, grinding her hips to maximise
the delicious pleasure of contact between his pumping cockshaft and her
engorged clitoris.
Her body was heating up, her cunt seeming to bubble and boil
between her legs. Warmth spread out from her cunt to every nerve and
muscle as Brian fucked his cock in and out of her cunt.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer,
kissing his passionately as she thrust her cunt up hard against his
crotch, her legs closed tightly around his hips, moaning and groaning
around the tongue in her mouth.
His cock rasped across her clit and waves of pleasure surged
throughout her crotch and out to every limb of her body. She grunted
and moaned, mewling and calling out in pleasure as she pulled her mouth
free from him, slapping her cunt up against his crotch.
She came suddenly, crying out in pleasure, whining in pleasure
as he rocked back and forth under Brian's steadily faster
fucking strokes. She trembled, clinging to him as he drove his cock
deeper and deeper into her pussy, throwing her head back and her legs
wide as she wet limp, letting him fuck her body hard. Like a
ragdoll, her arms and legs flailed about, her scream of orgasmic pleasure
coming out shaky and quivery as her body bounced up and down beneath
Brian's fucking body.
Brian cried out in pleasure at the feel of her tight, clinging
cunt gripping him even tighter than before, his large cock pistoning in
and out of her gushing, flooding fuck channel again and again.
Meggan continued to groan and cry out in pleasure, shifting from
the end of one orgasm to the beginning of another. She was always like
this with him, her body became an incoherent, thought free pleasure zone
jerking from one orgasm to the next as her husband smashed his hips down
hard against her pelvis, her cunt slamming up to meet his
halfway, allowing him to grind his deeply planted cock against her cunt,
her clitoris, balls slapping against her asscheeks.
Brian leaned back, resting on his knees now and holding her
lower body up by her round asscheeks as he pounded his cock into her,
making her body jerk back and forth in unrestrained lust, her breasts
jumping and bouncing, swinging violently before his lust addled vision,
her face contorted with lust as she orgasmed again and again, over and
over.
With a long moan of pleasure, Brian ground his cock hard against
her crotch, planting his long, thick cock deep inside of her gushing
snatch and shooting his cum deep into her pussy. He continued to make
slow, rough thrusts, his hips slapping against her upturned ass as he
stared down her hot, naked body.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," she moaned.
- WE ARE HERE! - cried a completely different voice in their
minds.
Brian fell back in shock, his cock pulling free from Meggan's
cunt with a wet slurping noise. The Elemental lay in shocked silence
on the grass, her eyes wide as she tried to deal with the conflicting
emotions of a recent orgasm and a sudden telepathic roar in her head.
"What's going on....?" started Brian when they were hit with
the rest of the message.
- HUMANITY, YOU'RE TIME IS DONE, - the roaring voice
continued, - MUTANTS WERE THE FIRST SIGN, BUT NOW THEY, TOO, ARE
OBSOLETE, THE CHOSEN HAVE ARRIVED, THE NEW EVOLUTION OF
HUMAN EXISTENCE, THE FINAL EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE IN HERE, NOW! -
Shocking images filled the minds of Brian and Meggan, images of
friends and allies being horribly defeated by men dressed like Romans or
Greeks of old, with togas and hard, powerful bodies.
- WE HAVE ALREADY DEFEATED WITH EASE THE GREATEST
EXAMPLES OF THE OLD HUMANITY, THE AVENGERS FELL BEFORE US EASILY, AND
ANY OTHERS WHO THINK THEY COULD CHALLENGE OUR POWER WILL SUFFER THE SAME
FATE. YOUR TIME AS MASTERS OF THIS PLANET IS OVER, NOW YOU WILL SERVE US
AS WE LIFT HUMANKIND TO IT'S RIGHTFUL PLACE AS EVENTUAL RULERS OF THE
UNIVERSE. -
- YOU WILL SERVE US, OR DIE. -
"What's going on, Brian?" gasped Meggan in fright, as the two
lovers finally recovered from the telepathic onslaught.
"I don't know," he gasped, helping her to her feet,"But I think
it would be best if we returned to Moira's lab."
They gathered their clothes and with as much speed as they were
able (which was considerable) returned to Moira's laboratory.
There they found the other members of eXcalibur. Though the team
was disbanded, all the members still called Muir Isle home, and all
were on hand to help Moira not only in her research, but also to stop
any of the small handful of small but powerful mutants imprisoned on
The Isle for psychiatric treatment.
"What is happening here?" demanded Brian as he entered the lab,
where everyone else had gathered. They were : Kurt Wagner - Nightcrawler,
Kitty Pryde - Shadowcat, Piotr Nikolievitch - Colossus,
Rahne Sinclair - Wolfsbane and also Moira's ward and finally the strange
aberration, Douglock.
"What is happening, mein fruend?" repeated Nightcrawler, from
his perch at the side of the main lab bench, his two dexterous toes
wrapped around the side of the table. He swept his hand at a series of
sensor readings and video monitors set into one wall, showing nothing on
radar but picking up seven men like those in the telepathic assault on
the video surveillance screens,"Muir Isle is under assault."
(*) Rogue once absorbed so much of Carol Danvers personality that
'Carol' would take over from time to time, oddly enough, Carol had complete
control over Rogue's powers. Carol Danvers : Currently Warbird
(**) In Something Sinister This Way Comes, Gambit and Rogue
discover The Z'Noxx Chamber blocks Rogue's powers. It was later destroyed
in Herald Of Armageddon, both available from : dimitri_resides@yahoo.com
in Avengers. That Dimitri person again.
(***) To see what would happen if Onslaught hadn't cut Psylocke's
connection to The Crimson Dawn, see my story titled, strangely enough,
Crimson Dawn. Available from me at dimitri_resides@yahoo.com
End Gambit : Evolution 1.
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