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What Has Gone Before (Skip this if you want) : During the story,
Herald Of Armageddon, several members of the European
X-Men Team : eXcalibur were captured by Selene, Black Queen of The Inner
Circle of The Hell-Fire Club, which is a society of extremely rich mutants
who want to lord it up over those they consider their inferiors (which
means pretty much everyone).
The following story explains what happened after their capture,
which was never detailed in Herald Of Armageddon or the stories which
followed it.
"What's happening?" the red-head asked, unsure of her surroundings,
unsure even of who she was.
"Welcome back, Rachel," whispered an unfamiliar voice, and as if
the words were the key she'd been searching for, all the memories came
flooding back.
The Hounds, The Sentinels, Franklin, Katherine Pryde, the journey
back in time, The X-Men, Kitty, her mother somehow dead, her father
remarried to a look-alike who became The Goblin Queen and tried to kill
her young half-brother.
She collapsed to her hands and knees, feeling physically exhausted
from the force of the memories return. Her body was dripping with sweat,
her arms were shaking just from the exertion of holding her upper body
up, drool dripped from her open mouth, her red hair hung in lank, sweaty
knots about her face.
"Who? How? What?" she gaped, finding her voice at last.
"Ahhh, it speaks," chuckled the voice, and this time she looked
up. There was no visible source of the voice, and when she cast her
telepathy out she detected no mind.
- An electronic intercom, - she thought grimly, - Smart move
when dealing with a telepath. -
"Wrong," sighed the voice again, sounding tired, and a foot
appeared in her gaze. Looking up, she found herself staring at a tall,
well dressed man of indeterminate age and dancing, gleeful eyes which
scared her. She saw no soul in them, no compassion or human feeling,
just a vast emptiness which he hid behind a wall of powerful emotions.
"Deep, aren't I!" laughed the stranger, hunkering down beside
her,"I didn't realize you had empathic capabilities as well? Or is it
just that you open yourself up so much, you're so trusting, even after all
your time in the future, all your time as a Hound?"
"I don't know what you've done with me," growled Rachel,"But I
swear eXcalibur will...."
"Do nothing, have done nothing in fact," replied the man with a
chuckle, and ruffled her hair affectionately,"Will do nothing, because
as far as they're concerned, you're lost in time."
"Lost in....?"
"Oh don't ask, it's too confusing for me to deal with," laughed
the man, and cupped her chin, lifting her gaze to his own,"I have people
to comprehend that kind of thing for me, I'm only interested in the
results."
His eyes were piercing, seeming to shift colors constantly, and
yet so subtly that you didn't realize it was done until they were changing
to another color.
"Who are you?" she asked him, totally confused, she couldn't
remember anything beyond her time with eXcalibur, everything else was a
total blur.
"Always with that question!" sighed the man, throwing his arms
up in mock exasperation. Rachel's chin, without his support, dropped
back down, her body was so weak at the moment,"What is it with you people
and your need for names!"
"Whoever you are," she growled,"Whatever your sicko plan is, it
won't work!"
"Oh I know," replied the man matter of factly,"I do get beaten
at the end, my opponent makes quite a clever maneuver and out-foxes me,
pissed me off to no end at the time I can assure you."
"What?" she panted, forcing her head up, looking at him through
locks of red hair dangling limply over her eyes,"I don't understand....?"
"You see," chuckled her captor,"This is all happening after the
fact, even though it's all going on right now, it finished a few years
ago now, when my puppet first pumped it all out."
"It's happening now but it already happened?" asked Rachel, trying
to understand. She had some experience with time-travel, and what he
was saying was technically possible she supposed, although it was a....
"Paradox!" laughed the man, cupping her chin again,"And yes, that's
my name, if you insist I have one, I am Paradox."
"What do you want?"
"Oh I'm just here to provide a way for the author to bring you into
the story, you're quite the popular young lady you know."
"Author?"
"It's all a story, Rachel," chuckled Paradox,"Even though it's
all happening now and is real for you, it's all make-believe. That's the
paradox, but remember it, because when times are tough, when you're feeling
low, just remember it's all a story!"
With that enigmatic statement, Paradox stood up and turned around,
then walked away, fading into the darkness.
As the very darkness faded to form outlines of objects in the
room and the walls - made up of thick, stone bricks - appeared, as Rachel
felt the manacles on her wrists and ankles for the first time, as the
wooden door with the sliding peep-hole formed out of the darkness, as all
of this happened, Rachel realized something that for the first time truly
terrified her.
Rachel Summers - chained and manacled in some kind of dungeon
cell - was completely....
.... naked, she was completely naked and somehow it didn't concern
her.
Kathryn 'Kitty' Pryde wasn't sure where she was, what she was
doing there or how she'd even arrived. All she knew was that she felt
warm, comfortable and lazy, like she was wrapped in silken sheets with
the sun shining through the window onto her skin, warming her without
the bite of the chilling, biting winds which usually buffeted Muir Isle,
the large out-cropping of rock which jutted out of the ocean.
She loved this feeling, knowing you didn't have to get up, that
you could be lazy this morning and just veg out in the bed. There were
no early morning combat sessions on Muir Isle, there were no arguing
from down the hall between Wolverine and Cyclops on Muir Isle, nor were
there intrusive mental wake-up calls from Charles Xavier.
On Muir Isle, ever since the Prison Facility had been shut down
and it had become a full-time Research Facility, a sleep-in was a reward
for all the Sentinels, Killer Mutants, Aliens and so-forth which they
had to contend with.
She pulled herself tight against the plush pillow and smiled,
eyes closed, trying to fool her mind into thinking she was still asleep.
No need to get out of bed before it was totally necessary she thought with
a grin.
She felt an arm drape over her waist above the silken sheets and
allowed a small smile to cross her lips. That would be Pete Wisdom, former
Black Air Operative and now her unlikely boyfriend. He was her first
'adult' relationship, based on a strong sexual attraction over her earlier
girlish fantasies of romantic Princes and Princesses.
They lived, they loved, they screwed each other's brains out.
She felt his lips pressing lightly into the crook of her neck, the
tip of his tongue lightly running over her warm skin, making her grin
widen and her body squirm slightly. He knew that she loved that, knew
it made her wet.... and indeed moments later his hand was sliding beneath
the sheets and between her legs, cupping her sex and gently sliding a
finger into the moist heat there.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, as he gently fingered her pussy and lightly
tugged on the lobe of her ear with his mouth.
Early morning sex always made her feel so joyously alive and
refreshed, the pick-me-up most people got from caffeine.
She slid her ass back against his crotch, feeling his hardness
against her back, the heat of his skin against her an incredible turn on
for the 21 year old beauty.
Kitty began to slowly, gently rotate her hips, at first pushing
her crotch up into his hand, allowing the finger to slide deeper inside
of her, to push her clitoris against the palm of his hand. Then she would
slide back, her tight ass pressing against his crotch, making his cock
press into the small of her back.
She continued this for several minutes, getting more and more
excited, moaning softly into her pillow, feeling his mouth and tongue
on her neck and on her ear, his cock against her back, his finger sawing
in and out of her pussy, her tight ass pressing against his crotch, all
of it combining with the luxurious comfort of the bed, the silken sheets,
the sun streaming in over her body.....
"Ahhh!" she grunted with a jerk, biting down onto the pillow
as she felt herself cum, her cunt tightening on the finger fucking it,
flooding it with warm, sticky juices from her orgasming snatch.
Her breathing had grown rapid, more harsher, as she'd built up
to her orgasm. Now, following a long, low scream of pleasure buried in
her pillow so as not to be overheard by the other Team Members, Kitty
pulled her mouth away and panted roughly, her body limp and exhausted
for now - although she knew she'd be feeling relaxed and easy-going within
a few minutes - as she lay against her lover, feeling his heat, his finger
still buried in her pussy, lightly stirring the juices of her hot snatch
about as he lightly rubbed against her back.
A wide grin spread across her face, her eyes still closed, her
body beginning to come back to itself now. She felt so good, so languid,
so sexy, and she knew she'd be a blissful daze for the next hour as
least, whether lying bed or walking around.
She felt him move, his body sliding over hers, straddling her
side momentarily before getting onto the other side of the bed and shifting
himself up to the top of the bed.
Instinctively she knew what was coming and let her lips part
as the head of his cock gently pressed between them. Even with her eyes
closed she knew he was lying on his side, holding his cock in hand as
he fed it into her mouth. She could even see his face, flushed with a
mixture of sexual need and wonder at her beauty, and it made her feel so
hot that her juices once again began to collect in her cunt.
Kitty Pryde let her mouth slacken and open wide, wrapping around
his cock as she slid her body slightly down the bed and lifted her head,
giving him more room for extended penetration.
She suckled on his member, using her warm wet mouth to nurse his
member. She moaned and gently mumbled words of pleasure around the
stiff cock sliding slowly in and out of her hot mouth.
She heard Pete sigh with pleasure, his hands gently cupping the
sides of her head, guiding her mouth back and forth, up and down over his
cock.
Although she couldn't see it herself, the sight of her beautiful
lips stretched around the cock as it stuffed itself in and out of her
mouth was incredibly erotic. She could feel his hands, which felt bigger,
more powerful than usual, holding onto the side of her head, gently
stroking her brunette hair as he whispered words of encouragement, calling
her a good little girl, telling her she was so sexy, so hot, such a
beautiful cock-sucker.
They were words he'd never used with her before, but somehow
she found them exciting, arousing, erotic. If, in her lust-addled stupor,
she noted that the whisper of his voice sounded a little different, she
gave it not a second thought.
She tucked her body up against his, her knees pressing against
her firm breasts, hands sliding up to his hips and anchoring her as she
took his cock again and again.
For several minutes this continued, Kitty Pryde sucking on his
cock, letting him gently fuck in and out of her hot mouth. She could
hear his moans increasing in volume and speed, joined by the speed of his
thrusts in and out of her mouth, his hand gripped her head tighter now
as he fucked her face with greater desperation.
"Ahhhh, Kitty, take it!" he moaned at her,"Swallow my cum you
hot little whore!"
At the word whore Kitty felt herself cum again, her body shocked
by the sudden orgasm, making her mouth clench tightly around his prick,
which in turn pushed him over the edge.
He shoved forward, burying all of his cock into Kitty Pryde's
hot mouth, blasting load after load of cum against the back of her throat.
She swallowed eagerly, overtaken with lust, her thighs jerking
and twitching involuntarily as she clutched onto his buttocks firmly. They
were broader, more muscular than she remembered, but in her pleasure she
thought nothing of it.
He pressed himself into her mouth firmly one more time, then
slowly slid his cock out of her mouth, bumping it off her lower lip and
lightly stroking the side of her face with his hand.
She moaned happily, her lips lightly parting, a very slight
trickle of cum dripping out onto her chin. Her eyes had remained closed
the entire time, she felt so sexy, so lazy, so debauched.
"Oh baby," she moaned,"So good."
"Lovely," agreed the man who had just fucked her mouth, a man
whose voice was not that of her lover's, Pete Wisdom.
"WHA!" she squawked, eyes opening wide as the feeling of lazy
comfort was shockingly replaced by cool air and unyielding stone. Standing
over her, a massive grin on his face, was Donald Pierce, the blond haired
cyborg who had caused so much trouble for her mentor, Wolverine, in the
past.
Her first instinct was to phase, but nothing happened other
than a dull tug in her gut. She sat up, staring wildly around the room
she found herself in. She was sitting on a massive stone block which was
generously layered with a thick blanket of fresh straw, inside a large
room made up of large stone blocks. Some kind of dungeon?
Her eyes widened as she spotted Pete across the other side of
the cell, manacled standing to the wall, his teeth gritted and eyes
furious as he glared at the man who had just fucked his girlfriends
mouth.
"Pete!" she cried, then turned and threw a rough punch in Pierce's
direction. He made no effort to move, and her fist halted itself inches
from his face, unable to finish the blow.
"What?" she gasped, straining to move her arm, which ignored her.
"You've got a hot little mouth, darling," chuckled Pierce, and
slid his hand over her cheek. She shuddered in revulsion but was powerless
to move her body, it felt locked in place,"But I bet it pales in comparison
to this."
With that he reached down and cupped her crotch, sliding a finger
once more inside of her pussy.
"Ya bastard!" snapped Pete, his voice hoarse,"I'll fucking kill
you!"
"Do you like that Kitty?" Pierce asked with a grin,
slowly massaging Shadow-Cat's cunt. Despite herself, despite
the situation, Kitty was shocked to find herself growing aroused, her
nipples growing stiff, her pussy getting wetter. Her eyes closed and she
let out a low groan, unable to believe her body's betrayal.
"Good whore," whispered Pierce into her ear,"But first rule of
show-business is, always leave them wanting more."
With that he pulled his hand away, turned about and stomped to
the wall, where a door appeared as if from magic, opening for him. He
stepped through, the door closed and both it and it's frame instantly
disappeared from view.
Kitty fell to her ass on the straw bed, eyes wide with shock
as she tried to comprehend these amazing turn of events. How had this
happened? The last thing she remembered was....
".... Selene?" asked Amanda Sefton, peering about in confusion
at her surroundings.
"Selene?" she asked herself, trying to remember why she had said
that particular name, as it seemed to have no significance to her that she
could recall.
She was standing in a massive, darkened cathedral, the dim light
filtered through the large stained-glass windows casting a crooked,
other-worldly appearance over the hallowed interior.
She had no clue how she had gotten there, and was struggling
mightily to recall what might have brought her here. Perhaps a spell
gone awry? Was such a thing possible? Some kind of translocation spell
interrupted, creating temporary amnesia and sending her to a random location
perhaps?
A flash of a golden skinned face appeared in her mind's eye for
the briefest of moments, The features almost metallic, a head separated
from it's body, and a sense of foreboding doom as she determinedly cast
a spell to prevent.... who?
"Selene?" she asked again, but the name still brought no memories
back to her. Shaking her head to clear it - red hair spilling about her
shoulders - she began to move her way down the center aisle of the massive
Cathedral, trying to figure out where she was.
There couldn't be many Cathedral's this big in the world she
didn't know about. As a witch she had to be aware of both allies of her
kind and also enemies, and The Church had proved to be both in the past,
which made her uneasy about not knowing her location. Many of the larger
Cathedral's had been built - perhaps unknowingly, perhaps not - on focal
points of the mystical Ley lines which ran the length of the planet.
Arriving at the altar, she dropped to a knee in what appeared to
be genuflection, although the purpose on her mind was far from honoring
The Church's God. She pulled one red glove off of her hand and pressed
the palm against the ground, seeking the mystical energy she was sure
would be there. The Magic would speak to her, telling her not just her
location, but the history of this focal point for as far back as she
wanted to read it. This would tell her not only where she was, but how
she had gotten there, one of many of the advantages of being attuned to
the language of magic.
She cast her mystical senses out to speak to the magic, and
instantly felt feelers wrapped themselves around her arm, her legs, her
neck and deep into her brain.
Her neck muscles strained out as her teeth clenched and she tried
to pull back from the invisible attacker, feeling her mind overwhelmed
by something dark and ancient and completely, irrevocably evil.
Her mind cried out half-formed spells of protection that crumbled
beneath the onslaught of her captor, which pushed past her powerful wards
and seals like they were made of paper.
"Noooooo!" she managed to groan through gritted teeth as she felt
her will slipping, overwhelmed by the over-powering influence she had
unwittingly let in.
To her shock she felt a grin crossing her face, her arms and
legs becoming limp as waves of dark, corrupting pleasure flowed through
her body again and again. She could feel her crotch growing damp and
heard low, sharp moans escaping from her lips as she became increasingly,
bafflingly aroused.
"No.... no.... no!" she moaned between groans of pleasure, her
hand finally released from the ground so it could rove up her body with
the other one. She leaned back on her knees, thrusting her chest out and
sliding her hands over her breasts, feeling her erect nipples through the
clothing, sending shivers of delight throughout her nervous system.
She parted her legs wide and a hand dropped between her legs,
cupping her crotch and squeezing her increasingly sopping cunt through the
material of her pants.
Her head shook back and forth in denial of what was happening to
her, how could this be? What force could be powerful enough to corrupt
this focal point of one of the primal forces of The Universe?
But as her mind, which was increasingly becoming more and more
aroused, ran these thoughts through her body was busy, hands once more
grabbing her breasts, cupping and squeezing them, massaging her large
globes of tit-flesh before gripped the center of the jacket she wore and
tearing it open, exposing her smooth, creamy breasts to sight.
"No no, I don't want this," she moaned in her native German,
rapidly losing the fight with her minds growing arousal.
"Of course you do," replied another, horrifyingly familiar, voice
in the same tongue,"It's what you always wanted, to give yourself over
to the darkness you profess to fight."
As her fingers played with her nipples as her crotch pumped quickly
up and down in a simulation of sex, she watched with growing horror as the
speaker moved around to face her.
"No!" she moaned,"You're not him, you're not....."
"....Nightcrawler?"
Kurt pulled the Cerebro headpiece off his head and turned to face
Meggan and Colossus.
"Well, have you found them?" asked the Russian Mutant nervously.
"Ya, mien friend," replied Nightcrawler,"They are in Switzerland at
the moment."
"Switzerland?" said Meggan in surprise,"How can they have gotten
there so fast, they only disappeared half an hour ago!"
"Perhaps," said Nightcrawler, more to himself than the others, then
his head snapped up as he came to a sudden decision,"But that's where they
are, so let's go get them!"
Peter turned to Meggan and....
....looked her right in the eye.
"But of course I am," mocked the blue furred, tailed, two fingered,
two toed, hunched over form before her. It's eyes glowed red rather than
the faint yellow she was used to, but other than that she was facing an
exact duplicate of Kurt Wagner - Nightcrawler.
"No, you're not!" she moaned, her hands still cupping and massaging
her breasts, tweaking her nipples as her arousal grew. She was constantly
struggling to fight the overwhelming desires welling up in her body, crying
out for sex. The appearance of Nightcrawler had almost pushed her over
the edge as her lustful mind had latched onto the image of a man she had
shared such intimacy with.
Nightcrawler crouched down in front of her and ran his eyes
greedily over her exposed breasts, lightly licking his lips before he
cupped her chin with one white gloved hand, the two fingers on either side
of her cheeks.
"Nooo," she moaned at his touch, more from her own body's reaction
than any revulsion. The moment he made contact with her skin she had felt
her nipples stiffen, her crotch grow wetter.
This was untenable, none of this could be happening! Half an hour
earlier ago she'd been... somewhere else, now she was a captive of her own
body, her mind being overtaken by lust as some dark, twisted version of
her lover mocked and teased her.
"This is what you've always wanted," whispered Nightcrawler into
her ear, the sound of his voice and the feel of his breath against her
skin sending wild shivers of desire throughout her entire body. All around
her the Cathedral had shifted and changed, becoming a dark, twisted mockery
of the previous Holy Surroundings. Now the walls were black stone, the
stained glass windows open crevasses flickering with molten light, the
altar a blood-stained, roughly hewn slab of black marble.
"Wha.... HUH!" she gasped as she felt an orgasm rock her body,
jolting her, causing her hands to clasp tightly onto her firm breasts,"What
do you mean...." she finished with a gasp.
"Your dalliance with witch-craft," he chuckled, dismissing her
years of hard-work and sacrifice as if they were no more than a girl's
passing fancy,"Your relationship with Kurt, it all points to one undeniable
thing."
He stepped away from her and drew himself up to his full height,
tail flicking about playfully. His eyes ran over her naked chest, watching
as she uncontrollably played with her own breasts, grinning ferally with
incisors that seemed more pronounced than ever.
He had been dressed in an unfamiliar black robe, and taking this
by the collar he pulled and before her startled eyes, and to her aroused,
yearning body's delight, it fell away to reveal his nude body, exact to
the last hair in appearance to Kurt Wagner's.
"You don't want to conquer darkness," he whispered to her, as she
felt her hands slide between her legs and cup her groin, pumping her fingers
as deep into her pussy as she was able to through the material,"You want
to be conquered by it, to battle it, be bested, and give yourself over to
your basest emotions."
"No," she groaned weakly, even as she felt a secret thrill rush
throughout her spine and another orgasm pour through her body,"No it's not
true...."
"You want to be Evil's Fuck-Meat," grinned Nightcrawler directly
into her ear, lightly flicking his tongue over her lobe, sending electric
pleasure coursing throughout every fiber of her being. He stood up over
her, his body perfect in every respect. He wasn't overly muscular like
many of his contemporaries, but there didn't seem an inch of fat on his
body, he was toned and athletic and obvious extremely aware of the effect
he was having on her.
She weakly licked her lips, eyes glued to the contours of his
muscles, wanting him, needing him.
"Tell me it isn't true," he whispered to her, his tail sliding
over her legs and lightly stroking between her legs, stimulating her
clit even through the material of his pants,"Tell me you don't want to
release yourself to the darkness and let. me. fuck. you."
Each emphasized word sent a stroke of pleasure through her, and
she climaxed again. Each orgasm pushed her further towards surrender as
her desire began to outweigh her resolve, she shook her head to try and
shake the maddening desire for Nightcrawler's body. To her animal mind,
all that she knew was that she was horny, a sexy man was here wanting
her and it was the love of her life, Nightcrawler.
But it wasn't, this arousal was being forced upon her, this
wasn't really Nightcrawler.....
"Fuck," he whispered into her air, tugging lightly on her ear-lobe
with his teeth, having dropped to her side un-noticed,"I'm going to fuck
you."
That was it, her rational mind was buried under a tidal wave of
animal desire, sexual lust blasting her resistance to shreds. Dropping
onto her back, she grabbed her pants by the waist - her hands glowing
with mystic fire - and tore the material away, exposing her crotch to
her captors gaze.
"FUCK ME!" she cried, begging for him to take her,"PLEASE FUCK
ME!"
Nightcrawler grinned and....
.... set the Black-Bird's landing jets to bring them down beside
the still lake in the Swiss Countryside.
"Nearly there," he spoke up to his companions,"Cerebro indicated
they were in this area."
"None o' this makes sense," muttered Wolfsbane, not for the
first time,"They cannae just disappear from Muir Isle and reappear in
Switzerland with nae explanation."
"Amanda was involved," whispered Meggan lightly into Rahne's
ear,"And where magic is involved, there are no certainties."
The Faerie had spoken low to avoid hurting Kurt's feelings,
but his sensitive ears had easily picked up....
....Amanda's squeals of delight as she felt Nightcrawler's tongue
lap up between her shaven cunt-lips.
"Ooooh I want it!" she moaned, spreading her sexy legs as wide as
she could. Grinning darkly, Nightcrawler kissed his way up her body until
he was directly over her, long, lean cock pointing directly towards her
eager snatch.
He kissed her tits with the same sensitive touch that Kurt had
always shown, nuzzling at her nipples momentarily before running his mouth
up the side of her graceful neck and then lightly pressing his lips against
her own.
Her lips parted to accept his tongue and, all restraint gone, her
own slid between his lips to taste his mouth.
Everything about him was the same, his taste, his smell, his touch,
there was not the slightest discrepancy between The Nightcrawler she loved
and this dark abomination which had enslaved her with chains of lust and
desire.
Amanda felt his cock-head press between the groove of
her slit, eagerly raising her hips up at him, her ass bunching together
tightly. Reaching down around his hips, she clutched onto his ass-cheeks
delighting in the feel of both the firm muscles of his gluteus maximus,
but also the smooth, light coat of fur that ran the length of his body.
"Oh Kurt I want it so bad!" she moaned into his ear, and instantly
he tightened and pulled back from her. His red eyes, the only difference
between her captor and Kurt Wagner, glowed furiously and his teeth were
locked together.
"Nightcrawler!" he growled, low in his throat,"NIGHTCRAWLER!"
Having given in to her desires, surrendering to the darkness
within, she wanted nothing more than to please him and she
eagerly acquiesced.
"I want it so bad, Nightcrawler!" she moaned,"Fuck me, Nightcrawler,
please! I beg of you!"
His feral grin returned and he lowered his mouth to hers once
again, sliding his tongue across hers, making her pant and moan happily
at the return of his affections.
She rubbed her body against him, wanting nothing more than to
bring him pleasure, her only motive now to bring him off. She released
his ass and took hold of his long prick, lifting her hips high
and positioning his cock-head against the entrance of her cunt. Just the
feel of his cock against her cunt sent her body into spasms of ecstasy,
knowing her validation would come soon when hot, hard Nightcrawler cock
was burying itself into her cunt.
Nightcrawler closed his eyes and arched his head back, moaning
happily at the feel of her cunt-lips closing around the head of his cock.
Soon she would be his, soon would come the moment when he plunged his cock
deep into the tight, hot wetness of her juicy snatch.
"Do you want it, baby?" Nightcrawler whispered in her ear, lightly
moving his hips up and down, running the head of his cock up and down
between her pussy-lips,"Do you want me to fuck you? to own you? to make
you my bitch?"
"YESSSSsssssssssss...s...s...s....s.....s!" she hissed with
erotic anticipation, spreading her legs wide and slamming her hips up
as he thrust his cock forward and they joined.
"Oh Nightcrawler!" she screamed loudly, not caring who heard,
just wanting it, wanting it bad, wanting more of his cock, more, more more!
She jerked her hips up and down, sliding over the length of his
long, lean prick with wanton abandon, rolling her eyes back in her head
as she felt him sliding deep into her pussy, cunt-walls flexing and
massaging the hard shaft of his penis as he began to pump in and out of
her.
"Oh yes, YES!" cried Amanda,"Oh Nightcrawler it feels so good!
Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
"Good bitch," whispered Nightcrawler as he lightly kissed the side
of her head, stroking her hair with his two fingered hand. It made her
feel so wanted, so loved, so fulfilled, this was all that she needed to
make her feel validated. Not magic, not triumphs over demons and hellspawn,
just a good, hard cock inside of her cunt and the thrill of giving in to
the darkness she had fought so long, the seductive, all consuming darkness.
"Oh please, yes!" she cried, grabbing the cheeks of Nightcrawler's
ass with both hands, squeezing them as she begged for more, begged for him
to fuck her hard and make her cum.
"That's right my bitch!" hissed Nightcrawler, the cruel, arrogant
words coming from the lips of the man who had always been so kind and
gentle to her sending a thrill throughout her entire body,"Gonna fuck you!
Fuck your hot snatch till you cream!"
Nightcrawler was fucking Amanda Sefton with long, powerful strokes
of his cock, stabbing his prick again and again into her cunt as she
squirmed erotically about beneath him, squealing in ecstasy as she squeezed
and pulled at his hard buttocks, her head twisting from side to side as
she gurgled in orgasmic pleasure. Just the feel of his cock slicing in
and out of her was enough to make her cum again, all thoughts of resistance
long gone from her head.
The Witch moved her hips in time with Nightcrawler's prick, grinding
enthusiastically against him, lunging her ass up and down to meet his every
stroke.
"Oh yes! YES!" cried Amanda,"Fuck me! Oh Nightcrawler please fuck
me, give me your cock!"
Her hair was tossing about wildly as she twisted her head about,
feeling Nightcrawler's cock plunging in and out of her, getting even more
of a thrill from knowing this wasn't really Nightcrawler fucking her, but
some dark, twisted version of her lover that was slicing his long, hard
cock deliciously in and out of her.
She threw her arms up and wrapped them around Nightcrawler's neck,
pulling their bodies together, her back arching as she gave in to mindless
sexual ecstasy, hair flying as she bucked her hips up against him, thrusting
her squirming cunt up on and angle to meet Nightcrawler's relentless fucking
strokes, pounding and thrusting into her body. The base of his cock mashed
against her clitoris, pulling moans and cries from her parted lips as she
gave in to sexual pleasure.
"OH YES!" she cried, her back arched at a mad angle, grinding
her cunt against his fucking cock,"Give me that cock! Fuck me with your
cock!"
The two fuckers were gritting their teeth as they furiously slammed
their crotches together, his cock slamming into her cunt, her cunt thrusting
up over his cock-shaft.
"AHHH FUCK YEAH!" Nightcrawler groaned, his hands clutching onto
her ass-cheeks, squeezing them as he arched his back and slammed his crotch
deep into her cunt, balls slapping against her tightly compacted ass-cheeks
as his dexterous tail slipped under his arm and playfully tickled her
erect nipples.
Nightcrawler grinned wickedly down at her, loving the feel of
her snug cunt-slit around his cock,"Yeah you tight bitch! YEAH! I'M FUCKING
YOU!"
He began grinding and circling his hips, his cock sliding in and
out of cunt at differing angles, his tail sliding past her breasts and
playing with her clitoris, driving Amanda Sefton wild with lust.
She whimpered and gurgled, her long legs wrapping
around Nightcrawler's waist and locking her heels together as she thrust
herself bodily onto his cock, moaning with each slam of his cock hard into
her tight, sucking cunt.
She loved the heat of his body, as well as the smooth, tickling
sensation of the blue fur running lightly over his entire body.
Nightcrawler's face was contorted with arrogant, obscene pleasure
as he stared down at her flushed, gaping face, loving the sound of her
gasps and moans with each stroke of his cock into the tight, sucking warmth
of her cunt. He was making impossibly long strokes, pulling himself almost
fully out of her cunt each time before slamming to the hilt back inside of
her, his balls slapping against her tight ass.
He repeated this again and again, slamming himself back inside
her upthrust snatch, cramming every last inch of his cock-meat between her
hot, juicy cunt-lips, impaling her cunt again and again, over and over,
making her mewl and gasp and grunt and moan and cry for more, more, MORE!
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!! YESSSSSSssssss..s..s...s...s...s....s.....sss!" she
squealed as he slammed his cock fully into her cunt, feeling a blast of
sexual ecstasy slam through every nerve ending as she screamed through
gritted teeth and ground her clit against his crotch, cunt creaming as
she felt the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced. Every
sensation was heightened as her body seemed to lose all weight and
mass and become nothing but sexual release. Every squeeze of her
ass-cheeks by his strong hands, every thrust of his cock into her cunt,
the wicked pleasures brought to her clit and nipples by his dexterous
tail. Finally her body broke it's lock and she began to wildly,
uncontrollably flail beneath him, jerking and convulsing as she slammed
her cunt up and down over his cock again and again, milking his hard,
lengthy cock for all she was worth.
Nightcrawler threw back his head and laughed, then buried his
face in the crook of her neck and nuzzled at her flesh as he hammered
his cock over and over again eager, squirming snatch. It sucked back
on his prick, massaging and milking it as his balls slapped again and
again against her tight ass-cheeks. He drove into her again and again,
pumping her cunt with his cock, making her moan and cry out as her orgasm
slowly relinquished it's hold on her.
Nightcrawler slammed his cock into Amanda's cunt with a speed and
force that displayed a stamina more in keeping with Piotr Nikoleivitch than
Kurt Wagner.
He rocked her whole body with his rapid, slamming thrusts, cock
pumping in and out of her cunt, her legs locked around his waist and her
arms around his neck. Her entire body had been lifted off of the ground
and now her body was rocking back and forth as he slammed in and out of
her cunt with never-ending energy.
Amanda's back arched even more, her hips raising to meet
Nightcrawler's every thrust. Each plunge of his cock seemed to penetrate
her a little more, filling her eager cunt a little deeper, causing her to
moan and groan, writhe and twist about beneath him, her eyes wide as she
drank in the sight of his face, his body, the warped, twisted walls of
the blackened mockery of a Cathedral they found themselves in.
With every thrust of his cock, she delighted more in
being dominated and controlled by him, grew to love it, want it, to serve
the darkness she had so long fought against.
Her arms clung tightly to him, her crotch grinding with almost
frantic need against his pounding cock, taking his entire length eagerly,
cunt-lips sucking back on his shaft. Her cunt was on fire with sexual
ecstasy, pulling back on his pounding cock every time he pulled back,
eagerly sucking forward everytime he buried himself full length into her
again.
That same familiar heat spread outward from her crotch once again,
enveloping her entire body, making her nipples and clit burn with sexual
energy, causing her eyes to roll back in her head and mouth to open wide
as she once again climaxed, orgasming yet again.
As Amanda screamed out her orgasm, her entire body stiffened
beneath him and her vagina clasped tightly around his deeply fucking cock,
pulling him entirely into her and bringing him right to the brink of his
own climax, needing just one thing to push him over the edge, something
which Amanda Sefton supplied moments later.
"OH YES!" she screamed,"CREAM IN ME! CREAM IN YOUR BITCH! I'M YOUR
WHORE! I'M YOURS! I SURRENDER! I WANT YOU FOREVER! FUCK ME!!!!"
"YES!" roared Sebastian Shaw in triumph as he slammed into her,
his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth falling open as his cock - buried
balls deep inside of her - gushed hot sperm deep into Amanda's spasming
cunt.
If Amanda felt any revulsion, or indeed surprise, at Nightcrawler
becoming Sebastian Shaw, she gave no sign, in fact her efforts seemed to
redouble as she slammed her body against his, their sweating, naked bodies
jerking and thrusting against each other as Shaw blasted the last of his
cum deep into her cunt. Amanda lifted her ass high off the ground and let
out a long, low cry of wanton abandon, grinding her cunt up against his
cock as her own orgasm wound down.
They lay against each other for several minutes, panting deeply
and roughly, her breasts squashed firmly against his chest, legs splayed
wide on either side of him.
Finally Shaw pulled himself up and off of her, pressing his arm
momentarily against the wall, which had become hard stone blocks, replacing
the warped Cathedral. Steadying himself, Shaw shook his head with a
grin, moving to one wall where a door soon appeared. Opening it, he
stepped through and allowed a small smile to cross his face before leaving
the cell.
Lying inside, Amanda felt a warm sense of well being and content,
happily curled up on the comfortable straw of the bed she found herself
lying on, tucked up....
....in a small ball, pain coursing through every fiber of their
beings.
"Pathetically simple," chuckled Selene, staring down at the
huddled forms of Nightcrawler, Colossus, Meggan and Wolfsbane.
The Black-Bird was gone, crashed into the lake and gone from
sight forever, and The Black Queen stood triumphant over her enemies.
"I have you all now," she chuckled,"And the mightiest of all was
the easiest to overcome, poor old...."
....Captain Britain shook his head and tugged on the manacles for
what must have been the thousandth time.
His mind was foggy, clouded, made up of a jumbled patch-work of
images that were at best confusing, at worst infuriating.
"Why.... why can't.... why can't I think!?!" he growled to himself,
throwing one massively muscled arm forward and pulling uselessly at the
manacles.
The last thing he could recall was asking Colossus to paint a
portrait of Meggan, then things went black until a memory of opening a
safety deposit box in the vault of a bank somewhere (Switzerland) else,
a flash of green light and then awakening manacled in this cell.
And throughout it all, the maddening image of two women, their
faces blurred, taunting and mocking his lack of strength and the ease
with which they'd captured him. The hair of one seemed to burn orange,
while the other's locks were so black they seemed almost not there at all.
"STOP TAUNTING ME!" he roared and, muscles bulging, tore the
manacles from their entrenched positions within the wall, pulling the
crumbling masonry away and swinging them forward, smashing the door into
millions of splinters.
"ENOUGH!" he roared, grabbing the manacle on one wrist first,
pulling it free before tearing off the other one,"I WILL HAVE ANSWERS!"
"Answers," whispered a voice behind him, and smooth hands slid
over one shoulder and under the other, caressing his broad chest, freezing
him in place,"We all want answers, don't we?"
"Wha.... who?" his voice stuttered, his mind clouding once again
as the adrenaline rush of his fury faded. Whoever she was, she was pressing
firmly against his back and he could feel what was unmistakably a pair
of large, firm, naked breasts.
"You know who I am," she whispered in a voice familiar, one he
couldn't place due to the fogginess in his mind,"Someone who loves you,
someone you love."
"Yes, yes of course," he muttered, his anger forgotten,"Love,
yes I love you."
He couldn't explain it to himself, but he knew she spoke the
truth and that he could trust her. She did love him, he did love her,
and the feel of her body against his, her hands sliding over his chest,
flooded his mind with arousal and swept away his rationality.
"Do you like this?" she whispered to him, her hands sliding
down his wash-board stomach and closing around his thick penis, slowly,
gently stroking his cock to hardness,"Can you feel my breasts against
your flesh? the heat between my legs? Do you want me?"
"Yes," he moaned softly, answering all her questions at once,
his vision blurred behind half closed lids,"Please!"
She slowly ground her breasts against his broad back, stroking
his cock slowly, making him moan low in the back of his throat. She
slid down him, turning herself around until she was on her knees before
him, holding his cock steady as she parted her lips and took the head into
her mouth, slowly feeding his cock between her lips and causing a long
groan of satisfaction to well out from deep within Captain Britain's lungs.
"Ohhhh yes!" he moaned, rolling his head back and sliding his
hands through her hair, cupping the sides of his lover's head as he
made small, slow rotations of his hips to pump his cock in and out of
her mouth.
She mewled erotically around the thick shaft of Super-Hero cock
stuffed into her mouth, quickly moving her head back and forth, up and
down as she slid her lips further and further over his cock, taking
every inch of him into the tight, warm confines of her mouth.
Captain Britain's eyes were rolled back in his head, stroking
her hair as he moaned at the delicious sensation of his unknown lover's
mouth around his cock. Never had he felt anything like this before,
in all the times he'd enjoyed having his cock sucked, never had any
mouth felt better, any pair of lips so sweet as they sucked and pulled
and parted over his shaft.
"Oh yes," he moaned,"Yessss."
"Jesus!", he muttered.
His lover pulled back until just his cock-head remained in her
mouth, then began to roll and twist her mouth around the tip of his cock,
slathering her tongue along the underside of the ridge of his cock-head,
then firmly pressing the tip of her tongue against the eye of his penis,
causing him to let out a low, sharp moan and buck forward against her
face, shoving his cock fully into her mouth once again.
He heard her giggled around the hard dick crammed into her mouth
and loved the sound of it. There was something familiar and right about
it, something that turned him on and made him want her all the more.
- What is it about her? - his mind moaned as he continued to
slowly roll and buck his hips, gently fucking her hot mouth, - There's
something that calls to me, makes me want her, I've always wanted her!
I HAVE TO HAVE HER! -
His fog-addled mind seized on this certainty, knowing that it was
a necessity that he have her, that he had always wanted her, always
needed her, and now was HIS time! HIS moment to take what had always been
his. And he hadn't even seen her face yet.
- This is the woman I've always wanted, - his mind proclaimed
positively, - This is the woman I WILL have! -
With this proclamation fresh in his mind, Captain Britain clutched
tightly to the sides of his lover's head and began pumping his ass with
almost frantic desire, holding her head in place as he rammed his cock in
and out of her hot, sucking mouth again and again.
"MMMMh-mmmmhmmm-mmmm!" she moaned happily, grinning around the
cock slamming into her mouth. Her hands clutched onto his ass-cheeks,
holding his crotch firmly against her face with surprising strength,
suckling hungrily at his thick cock.
"Oh yes... yessss," hissed Brian, feeling more vitalized, more
attuned to his senses, more POWERFUL than he'd ever felt in his life.
The fact that he still couldn't remember how he'd gotten into this
situation, didn't know who his sexual partner was, couldn't bring his
powers to bear and could barely think straight didn't come into his
reasoning at all. For now, all that existed for him was the delicious
mouth sucking on his cock.
And then that mouth was being taken away, pulling away from
his cock and making him moan in despair. He threw his gaze down at
her but found his eyes naturally shying away from looking at her face,
not focusing until he saw her nude body, the magnificence of her nudity
taking his breath away.
She lay back on a bed, whose sudden appearance did not un-nerve
Brian in the slightest (nor did the fact his cell had become a luxuriously
appointed bed-chamber) and spread her legs wide, her totally bald cunt-lips
spreading lewdly to reveal the pink flesh of her inner cunt.
"So sexy...." he moaned, gripping his glistening, saliva coated
cock in hand and lightly stroking it,"You look so hot, I want you... I
NEED YOU!"
She dipped a finger into her hot snatch and rubbed the tip of the
digit up and down suggestively. Even though he couldn't see her face,
her intention was clear, and when she spoke it only made that intention
clearer.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered in a sultry voice that
was both familiar but frustratingly out of reach of his memory,"I want
you to fuck me till we both scream!"
With a passionate moan of desire, Captain Britain leaped onto
the bed and slid on top of her. He thrust his face into the crook of her
neck, hungrily nuzzling at her flesh as his cock-head instinctively
pressed forward against her cunt.
She raised her hips automatically her tight ass bunching as
it lifted off the silken sheets of the bed. Her hands slid up around
his waist and grabbed his muscular ass, pulling him firmly against her
as his cock slid into her tight cunt, making them both cry out in desire.
"Oh yesss!" he hissed, almost sobbing with pleasure as he felt
the delicious wet heat of her cunt fit around his cock like a glove.
This was so right, so meant to be, he knew it, and then conscious
thought fled as he surrendered to the magnificent pleasures of her body
and just concentrated on fucking her.
He kissed down her chest, taking one erect nipple between his
lips and sucking hungrily on it as he slowly pumped his cock in and out of
her cunt. As he did this she moaned and gasped his name, running her
hands over his back, cupping his ass-cheeks, stroking his smooth blond
hair as he suckled at her nipples and humped his cock with short, hard
strokes into the velvety depths of her cunt.
Her hips jerked upward, sliding herself deeper over the length of
his hard cock, letting out long, low coos of pleasure as she felt him
sucking on first one tit, then the other. His hips was lifting higher and
higher, Captain Britain fuck her with longer, more powerful strokes as
he stabbed into her cunt again and again. She squirmed about beneath him,
moaning and gasping in ecstasy, her pleasure feeding Brian's own desire
and satisfaction.
Their hips moved in time with each other in perfect synchronicity,
her arms wrapped around Captain Britain's neck, pulling him tight against
her as she bucked her hips in tight, rotating circles and Brian pumped
his cock into her tight cunt over and over. Her hair flew about as she
twisted and shook beneath him, crying out in mindless ecstasy, her hips
bucking up off the bed, grinding her squirming cunt up against Brian's
hard, pounding thrusts.
Her ass was a tightly compacted ball as she slammed herself up
against his cock over and over, crying out for more with shameless lust,
igniting the flames of Brian's passion.
His cock sliced in and out of her jerking, slamming cunt, the
Captain grunting loudly, loving the feel of her constricting, sucking
pussy as he thrust his cock in and out of her with greater urgency, feeling
the sensations coming to a head.
"So wet... so hot!" he moaned happily, sliding his cock in and out
of her cunt with long revolutions of his hips, fucking her in a circular
motion, grinding her clit against the base of his cock as he thrust into
her.
His lover whimpered and moaned erotically, driving him crazy with
lust as he threw his arms down on either side of her body and lifted his
torso, changing the angle of his cock-thrusts, causing a sharp squeal of
pleasure to emerge from his lover. His eyes were locked on the crook of
her neck, unconsciously ignoring looking at her face, then sliding down
over her chest to watch her large, glistening breasts as they bobbed up
and down.
Her long, sexy legs wrapped around his waist and locked together,
anchoring her in place as she slammed herself bodily back and forth over
his cock. Their body's slammed together, the erotic sound of flesh
slapping against flesh filling the room as their crotches mashed together
and his balls slapped together against her tight ass-cheeks.
"Oooh yes! Ungh! YES!!" Captain Britain growled, face contorted
with obscene pleasure as he felt the tight, sucking warmth of her hot,
juicy snatch sucking back on his cock with every withdrawal of his cock,
pulling him forward with each inward thrust.
He began to pull his hips as far back as he was able to without
completely withdrawing, leaving just the head of his large cock inside
of her pussy before slamming it suddenly back between her eagerly sucking
slit, making her groan with each withdrawal and then squeal happily with
every slam back in.
Again and again, his head dizzy with sexual emotions, every nerve
in his body seemingly on fire with lust, he slammed into her. Every inch
of his thick cock-meat buried itself again and again into her hot, velvet
sheath of cunt.
All of Brian's massive power was going into fucking her, and yet
she showed no sign of discomfort, in fact she seemed to be begging for
more, crying out for him to fuck her deeper, harder, longer, faster,
over and over.
His fingers gripped and kneaded her hot ass-cheeks, then slid
up over her waist and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them, fingering her
nipples as he continued stabbing his cock harder and harder into her
tight, sucking cunt.
She continued to thrust her pussy up at Brian, keeping up with
his energetic pace, her sucking, gripping cunt milking Captain Britain's
cock, trying to draw him into orgasm, to make him blow his load deep into
her.
For Brian it was heaven, the feel and taste of her, the sound
of her whimpering and mewling with pleasure as she squirmed and writhed
beneath him, it all made him feel so good. All that mattered to him now
was the delicious sensation of this woman's cunt clasping around his cock,
nothing else mattered, nothing else was important, all that mattered was
fucking her.
Her juicy snatch sucked at his prick, velvet walls massaging it
as his balls slapped against her ass-cheeks again and again with every
stiff thrust of his cock into cunt, pushing her ever upwards and onwards
towards a massive orgasm.
Sensing this, somehow knowing it was important to make her cum,
Brian redoubled his efforts, slamming into her cunt with hammering strokes,
making her whole body rock with hard, fucking thrusts.
Her cunt sucked and clasped on his cock as she arched her back
and babbled obscenities as she felt herself building towards an
orgasm. This caused her crotch to raise at a different angle as well,
once more changing the force and speed of his prick as it continued to
bang into her hot pussy.
Her arms were wrapped tightly around Brian's neck, and as his
eyes instinctively closed they kissed, tongues dancing over each other
as she ground her crotch with almost frantic need against his pounding,
slamming cock.
She groaned and cried out, pulling her mouth from his and rolling
her head around as she felt her pleasure center's overloading, driving
her over the edge into a massive orgasm.
She screamed with pleasure,, her whole body stiffening and locking
up momentarily before it began to wildly shudder as her vagina clasped
tightly around Brian's deeply imbedded cock.
"AHHHH FUCK!" cried Brian, feeling himself being pushed over
the edge as well. He tried to hold back, tried to keep from cumming as
long as possible to prolong the pleasure, and his lover seemed to sense
this as she grabbed the sides of his head and spoke clearly, her words
slicing through the sexual fog clouding his mind.
"Look at me, Brian," she whispered,"Know me."
His eyes opened and shock blasted him, releasing his control
and making him blow his load, shooting his cum deep into the cunt of the
hot woman he'd been fucking for the last 20 minutes.
Betsy Braddock - Psylocke - his sister.
"No!" he whispered in shock as she smiled up at him, continuing
to squirm her cunt around beneath him, his still hard cock remaining
buried in her cunt,"No it can't be!"
"Oh but it is," laughed Psylocke,"Don't pretend you didn't enjoy
it, don't tell me you haven't always secretly wanted to fuck your sister."
"No," gasped Brian, shaking his head madly,"No no no nonononono!"
She slid out from under him, the feel of his cock sliding out of
his sister's cunt sending a thrill throughout his treacherous body.
Standing up she blew him a kiss and turned about, sauntering seductively to
one corner of the room, his eyes seemingly moving off their own volition
as they followed her tight ass.
"No...." moaned one of the most powerful Super-Hero's in the
world in disbelief, rolling up into the fetal position and beginning to
rock slightly,"No...."
"Oh yes," laughed Psylocke, and stepped through the curtain,
which slipped shut behind her, reforming into hard stone as she left the
cell and it reverted to it's natural state.
Leaving Captain Britain unmanacled in the middle of the room,
but held captive by chains more powerful than any forged by human hands.
Out in the corridor, Psylocke laughed as her face flickered and
changed, hair color turning from purple to red as clothes formed over
her nudity.
"So pathetically simple," chuckled Madelyne Pryor to herself,
then moved to stare out the.....
.....window, saying with a barely audible whisper,"Bless me
Father, for I have sinned."
"How have you sinned, child?" asked the kindly voice of The
Priest on the other side of the veiled window in the Confessional, a
voice that mollified, that relieved the anxious mind of the sinner who
came to beg forgiveness.
One like Rahne Sinclair.
"I have... thoughts," she whispered hesitantly,"Dark thoughts I
shouldnae have."
"What kind of thoughts, my child?" asked The Priest.
"D... d... I cannae say it!" she sobbed,"I'm so wicked! I shouldnae
think things like this!"
"You can say anything you wish to in Confession, child," soothed
The Priest,"Think of me not as a Priest but as God's ear, and remember
that God knows everything all ready, so you can reveal nothing to shock
him."
Somehow the thought of this soothed Rahne and she was able to
continue, sniffing back tears and wiping her soulful eyes clear.
"I think d... dirty thoughts," she said at last,"Things about
men and women being.... together, like only a husband and wife should be,
and I know it's wrong but I cannae stop....."
She was barely holding back tears now, and The Priest spoke up
in an effort to comfort her.
"My Child, these thoughts are not uncommon for one your age,
they are a natural part of growing up and becoming aware of the changes
in your body. The important thing is for you to realize that you have
control, you must never give in to these desires, because it will cheapen
what is supposed to be the most special, joyous union between a man and
a woman there is in this world."
"I know, I know," she gasped,"But it's so hard, sometimes I
find myself looking at men and just wanting them so bad that I have impure
thoughts, want them, have to have them and I... I.... huh! I! UGH!"
Her face burned with terrified humiliation at what had just
happened. All her talk of lust and men and sex had built up something
massive within her and she'd become steadily more excited, fighting it
as long as she could until she'd done the unthinkable and orgasmed in
The Confessional Booth.
"Oh no no!" she sobbed, shocked and disgusted by what she'd
just done but worst of all, feeling a small thrill at the taboo nature
of it all,"I'm sick! I'm sick!"
She burst out of The Confessional and charged down the aisle,
barely hearing the squawk of protest from the concerned Priest as she
slammed into a large man moving between the rows of pews.
"Woah there, little lady!" chuckled the tall, well built blond
man. He held her by the shoulders, uncomfortably close to her, his
muscular body pressing against hers,"What's the rush?"
"NO!" she cried, twisting free from his grip,"Dinna touch me! I'm
unclean!"
"Wait, Child!" cried The Priest, bursting out of his side of The
Confessional,"Don't go outside! You can only be safe within these walls!"
She heard him but ignored his claim, bursting through the massive
arched doors of The Church and falling into the bright light outside.
Rahne Sinclair tumbled down the stairs, hitting hard, compacted
dirt that knocked the wind out of her.
Her eyes fluttered wildly, taking in the Church looming over
her beneath a red sky. Before her startled eyes, The Church began pulling
away from her, growing steadily smaller as it disappeared into
the horizon. She hadn't moved and neither had it, but somehow perspective
and proportion had twisted to pull them far apart, far from her reach
now.
"Liar!" hissed a voice and with a shock Rahne twisted her gaze
to spy a new figure standing in the distance. Suddenly the horizon seemed
to move forward without moving, the speaker now only a couple of feet from
her, exposed to her gaze.
He was as tall as the blond stranger she'd bumped into in The
Church, but his hair was black and his body's athletic frame was more that
of a swimmer, his shoulders spread wide tapering to a narrow waist. His
eyes were a dull red and he was naked, his penis jutting obscenely out
before him, long and lean like himself. From his back sat two black,
leathery wings and the incisors of his teeth were more pronounced than
normal, giving him a feral look.
"Are you.... are you a... Demon?" she whimpered, staring up at
him, unable to keep his gaze from straying back to his penis again and
again. She felt her already soaked vagina aching with need which she
tried to ignore, but the itching somewhere else was not so easy to dismiss.
"What I am is unimportant," growled The Demon,"What is important
it that you have left the safety of your Church, and you are a liar!"
"Nae!" she gasped, trying to fight the aching need in her stiff
nipples and juicy slit, and that other place, the secret, dirty place
which made her feel like such a dirty whore,"I told The Priest the truth!"
"Not ALL the truth!" growled The Demon with dark glee, he hunkered
down, balancing his weight with one arm between his legs,"Tell me now,
tell me what you really think about, what really gets you hot!"
"No! I won't!" she gasped,"Ye'll not get me that easy, Demon!"
"Oh?" asked The Demon with a chuckle,"Won't I?"
He reached out and cupped one of her small, firm breasts, making
her sharply inhale. Her hands and legs seemed useless and she didn't
resist him as he lightly massaged her breast through the thin material of
her shirt, then slid it down her waist and pressed it under the waistband
of her pants.
"Nae, nae!" she gasped, shaking her head weakly,"Ye cannae... ye
cannae do that!"
"But you want it," he whispered in her ear, and his proximity,
the feel of his breath on her face, sent a thrill throughout her body,
made her want him despite herself,"You need it, admit it!"
"Nae!" she gasped,"It's nae true!"
"If it wasn't true, why do you keep thinking these thoughts?" he
whispered to her,"Why did you cum in The Confessional? Why did you leave
the safety of The Church and willingly enter this barren wasteland?"
He gestured behind him, at the flat plains of hard compacted ground,
broken up only by the odd boulder or rock. The Church was long lost to
sight now, symbolic perhaps of Rahne leaving it?
"You deserve this," he whispered directly into her ear, his
breath hot on her flesh, making her moan in unwanted need,"You're a filthy
whore for thinking the things you do, wanting sex out of marriage, wanting
to feel a hard cock plunging into your cunt...."
"Nae! Nae! Nae!" she gasped, shaking her head as his hand slid
down under her panties and cupped her cunt-mound, lightly squeezing it
but doing nothing more.... yet,"It's nae true!"
"You don't just lust for men," he growled, as if disgusted by
her,"You want women too, don't you, you long for those bitches in eXcalibur
to fuck you as well, you're nothing but a fuck-whore, aren't you!?!"
"NAE!" she cried, her hips rolling off their own free will against
his hand, her cunt begging for his fingers to push into her. But more
than that, she wanted something else somewhere else, and that lust sickened
her even more.
"Oh yes!" he snapped, as if furious with her perversions,"You sick
whore, you're nothing but a cum-bucket and you know it and you LIKE IT!"
He twisted her around before she could protest, slamming the
beautiful young girl onto her stomach. Grabbing the waistband of her
pants and panties, he tore them down, exposing her smooth, lightly browned
ass-cheeks. She squawked in shock and more than a little anticipation
as she felt her buttocks spread and hot breath against her tight, puckered
asshole.
"And most of all, you want this, you dirty little slut! You want
to get your butt fucked by a demon, because you know you deserve it, because
you know it's all you're good for!"
"It's nae true!" she sobbed, but couldn't deny the growing arousal
in her pussy or the excitement building in her mind at each word he
spoke.
"You were safe in that Church and you chose to leave," he hissed
at her, lightly pressing his finger against her asshole, making the sexy
eighteen year old moan low in the back of her throat despite
herself,"Because you want to be fucked, you need to be fucked, you deserve
to be fucked, because it's all that you're good for!"
"Naeuuuuoooooooooohhhhhh!" she cried, orgasming suddenly as she
felt his finger push up her asshole to the knuckle.
As if it had been a symbolic acceptance, she surrendered, letting
her body's screaming need for sexual satisfaction take over the deeply
imbedded religious upbringing which had kept them repressed for so long.
"AHHHHHH YESSSS!!!!" she cried,"OH YES!"
"That's right," chuckled The Demon,"You like that, don't you?
Like it in your ass!"
He continued sliding his finger in and out of her ass, making
Rahne moan and cry out. Her repressions were shattered and she had
totally surrendered to her erotic desires, thrusting her ass back with
wanton abandon, fingers thrusting up into her cunt eagerly. After all
her repression, all her constraint, she felt a wild, heady sense of
freedom that had driven her temporarily mad with sexual excitement.
"That's right, you hot little whore," hissed The Demon in her
ear,"Get that ass up in the air and prepare to get your butt fucked
hard!"
Rahne cried with gratitude for what this lovely Demon was doing
for her, for helping her finally release all the tensions and lusts that
she'd so stupidly fought against for so long. Pressing her breasts against
the hard, hot ground (not even questioning how she'd suddenly become
totally nude) and shoving her ass up in the air, waving it about lewdly
as she spread her legs, she continued to madly frig her gushing snatch,
moaning and crying out for more, more MORE!
The Demon grabbed the hot Scottish Beauty by her hips
and positioned the head of his cock firmly against the pink pucker of
her anus. She pushed her ass back, wanting him, but he simply teased
her for the moment, making her hotter and hotter before pulling
her backwards and skewering her on his long, hard prick.
"YESSSSSssssssss!!!!" she hissed wildly,"Oh yes yes yes thank
you yes oh yes thank you yes oh yes yes yes oh thank youyesthankyouyes!!!!"
The Demon threw his head back and laughed wildly, his long prick
sliding with ease up Rahne's asshole, parting her tight anal walls and
making her cry with gratitude.
She hunched back against the delicious penetration of The Demon's
cock, moaning and crying as she finally felt something that could quench
the burning, itching need she so often felt in not just her cunt
- cunt cunt cunt tit cunt asshole - her mind babbled madly, taking
great delight in finally saying those dirty, secret words she'd always
been too afraid to say out loud.
Rahne squirmed her ass with shameless abandon on her fucker's
steel erection, wailing loudly as he pumped his cock in and out of her
clasping butthole, pounding against her smooth, firm ass-cheeks with his
crotch, a wet smacking noise echoing throughout the barren land with
each impact of his crotch against her firm ass, each slice of his cock up
her tight little asshole.
A steadily growing keening emerged from low in the red-headed
young girl's throat as she felt his cock sliding steadily in and out of her
butthole, parting her anal walls easily but still feeling the delicious
heat and tightness of her ass.
His balls slapped deliciously against her cunt, rapping over
her squirming, probing fingers as she masturbated herself furiously, as if
trying to make up for lost time.
The Demon was laughing wildly, as if drunk on a combination of
power and the corruption of the innocent, confused young girl. He gripped
tightly to her smooth hips, throwing his upper body back and letting out
a roar of pleasure as he re-doubled his efforts, fucking Rahne's ass
harder and harder, her hot, eighteen year old asshole gripping hungrily
around his fucking cock.
Rahne's hot body was shaking and rocking with each stroke of
his cock into her, the young girl totally inexperienced when it came to
sex, already fast approaching another orgasm. Both their bodies were
sweating profusely, making his cock glisten and gleam with sweat as it
pounded into her tight asshole, making his progress up her butt easier
and faster.
He pulled Rahne back against his crotch, grinding his hips against
her firm, smooth buttocks, the front of his thighs slapping against the
back of hers. Her legs were quivering, her ass tensing as he continued
to make long, fucking strokes deep inside of her ass. Rahne's moans
and cries were coming quicker and quicker, little mewling gasps building
and building as the feel of a man's - A DEMON'S! - cock fucking up her
tight little butt drove her over the edge towards yet another orgasm.
She let loose, her inhibitions gone the moment she'd surrendered
to her pleasures at last, screaming out for more, begging her Demonic
Lover to fuck her faster, harder, longer, to screw her butt and make her
cum.
"AHHHH!" she cried,"FUCK ME YE EVIL BASTARD! FUCK MY BUTTHOLE!
MAKE ME CREAM! PUMP MY ASS WITH YE GLORIOUS PRICK AND. FUCK. ME!!!!"
"You hot bitch!" he roared, slamming his hips forward, gripping
her sides firmly as he re-doubled his efforts, fucking her ass vigorously,
cock pumping in and out of Rahne Sinclair's ass.
He plowed her tight little butthole with faster, more powerful
strokes, causing her to scream in delight as she slammed herself back
against him. She squirmed her upper body around on the hot
ground, pressing her naked breasts firmly against the earth, stroking
her stiff, aching nipples firmly up and down, biting her lower lip and
rolling her large, soulful eyes back in her head as she moaned happily.
They made an incredibly erotic sight, the beautiful, innocent
young eighteen year old girl slamming her ass back against the powerfully
built Demon who was butt-fucking her. There was nothing to break up the
deliciously corrupt tableau of innocence lost, nothing but flat earth
and a laughing Demon screwing a hot, lightly brown skinned red head mutant
as she cried out for more, crying with the intense satisfaction of her
orgasm.
The Demon rammed again and again into Rahne's snug little asshole,
making her squeal like a stuck pig at the amazing pleasure. His arm
had wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against his fucking cock,
pounding his prick in and out of her butthole.
"YES!" hissed The Demon, grinding against her tight ass, leaning
right over her body, whispering obscenities in her ear that thrilled
the young red head. He told her how much he was loving fucking her,
how tight her ass was around his cock, how it sucked and pulled back on
him, how he could feel her fingers and the wetness of her juices on her
fingers as she frigged her cunt.
Each word drove Rahne's pleasure higher, her juices steadily
flowing past her fingers and down her thighs to the earth below, which
swallowed the moisture almost immediately.
She cried out louder and louder, peaking almost immediately
after her last orgasm with another, screaming with delight as she came
again and felt his cock growing harder and longer up her butt as he
prepared to blow his load.
"YESSsSSSsssss..ssss..ss.s.s.s!" she hissed, teeth grinding
together,"Pump ye're hot cum up my ass ye Demon! Shoot up me butt!!!!"
"OH YES!" roared The Demon and slammed his cock fully into Rahne's
asshole, blasting his cum deep inside of her rectum as she squealed her
way through another orgasm.
She frantically, wantonly humped her ass back against The Demon's
blasting, shooting cock, humping her ass back and forth along the length
of his shooting cock, continuing to fuck herself onto his prick as she
blasted her cunt-cream out over her jerking, probing, masturbating fingers.
She writhed about in ecstasy as The Demon resumed fucking her
asshole again, fingering her clit as she wound down from her orgasm,
her sluttish behavior positively reinforced by her orgasms, which she
would forever associate with the denigrating way he'd treated her, the
filthy things he'd called her.
The Demon slowed his thrusts into Rahne's hot ass, moaning happily
as his body relaxed, settling over her, his cock buried deep inside of her
cum-filled asshole.
He nuzzled her neck before slowly withdrawing his cock from her
asshole, slapping it playfully on her firm ass-cheeks before getting up
and stretching.
She rolled over and spread her legs wide, moaning happily as
she continued to frig her cunt, fingers sliding sloppily in and out of
her hot, juicy snatch. Her back arched steadily higher and higher as
she cried wordlessly for more, more pleasure, more fucking, more filthy
words.
"You're a good little slut," chuckled Mastermind with a chuckle,
watching the hot red-head slamming her fingers into her cunt, tweaking
her nipples before raising her ass up and working a finger up her asshole.
"SlutslutlslutslutI'maslut!" moaned Rahne happily,"I'm a....
....slut! Dirty filthy slut!" spat Pete Wisdom angrily.
The two incredibly sexy, nearly naked women ignored Pete, who was
now tied to a plush, luxurious bed. No longer tied by manacles, his wrists
were bound by silken scarves that were no less restraining, his powers
nullified by a neural inhibitor around his neck.
"Where's Kitty!?!" growled Pete,"Quit this bloody soft-porn
act and let me go!"
"Oh shall we do as the big bad Black Ops Agent says," laughed
Selene, nuzzling at Madelyne's neck.
Madelyne broke away and crawled up over the bed, legs spread
lewdly over Pete's thighs as Selene's eyes crawled lecherously over
the red-heads hot ass.
"Softcore? Petey, you have no idea!"
She stood back up and moved beside The Black Queen once again,
knowing Pete's eyes would be on her ass the entire time.
Madelyne tensed her body slightly as Selene wrapped one arm around
her waist, then forced herself to relax as the Black Queen nibbled lightly
on one ear.
"Enjoy the show Mr Wisdom," Selene laughed as her hand traveled up
Madelyne's waist and cupped one breast in hand,"These girdles make
women's figure's look great, but they're so constrictive."
One hand gripped the lacy string at Madelyne's back and pulled,
releasing the girdle, letting it drop to the ground. Madelyne sighed with
relief as the constrictive object dropped to the ground, her large, firm
breasts were only accentuated slightly by the torturous device anyway.
As the Black Queen's pale hands gripped Madelyne's milky white
breasts in her hands and began to squeeze, Pete Wisdom stared on in shock,
trying desperately to break free despite the strangely restraining scarves
around his wrists and the neural inhibitor on his neck that prevented him
from turning his fingers into hot knives capable of cutting through solid
steel like it was butter.
"I don't understand," he gasped as his efforts came to nothing,"Why
the hell are you doing this Pheonix?"
He'd been removed from the cell he shared with Kitty just after
she'd unknowingly given Pierce head, finding himself on this bed and
facing Madelyne and Selene. Their breasts, pussies and asses had been
exposed despite the girdles they wore, and he'd been more shocked by the
identity of Selene's partner, Jean Grey - Pheonix.
He didn't realize that this was actually Jean Grey's clone, Madelyne
Pryor, and actually thought Selene was feeling up the X-Men's Pheonix right
before him.
As Selene's mouth closed around one of Madelyne's firm breasts and
began to suck on the erect nipple, she couldn't help but smile.
"Because I like this," she laughed,"And when me and Selene are done
here, we're going to go get your precious Kitty and let her join the fun
too!"
Pete glared sullenly, trying to hide the panic he was feeling at
the idea of Kitty getting felt up, licked and prodded by these
two madwomen. And yet, as much as he hated to admit it, watching these two
go at it was giving him a hard-on, and he prayed they wouldn't notice.
He gasped as he felt Madelyne's lips on his balls, sucking on
the fleshy orbs, one at a time before she moved her attention to his cock
and began to lick down the shaft.
"St... stop it!" grunted Pete, trying all of the tricks he knew
to take his mind away, to not let what this incredibly beautiful woman
was doing to him affect him.
It was like trying to move the ocean with a small sieve.
Madelyne smiled around his cock, her telepathy letting her pick
up on his futile attempts to divert his mind. He might have, with some
effort, have been able to succeed if she hadn't been playfully nudging
his mind back to sexual thoughts and fantasies.
As with most men, Pete Wisdom had always longed to fuck two
women at the same time and this most base of fantasies was now coming
true. It took only the slightest nudge from her to push him in the right
direction and despite his best intentions he soon found himself moaning
and groaning, leaning his head back and lightly whispering obscenities
at the lewd pleasure of having the hot red head sucking on his cock while
an equally sexy, raven haired beauty stood watching, gently stroking her
fingers between her cunt-lips.
Madelyne continued to suck on Pete's cock until she felt him
building towards an orgasm. She immediately withdrew her mouth as she
extended her mind into his, stimulating his pleasure centers and driving
him to higher and higher plateaus of sexual desire until all thought of
protest was long gone.
Turning her head over her shoulder, she giggled and winked at
Selene, not surprised in the least to catch The Black Queen leering at
her ass.
Now, she mouthed at Selene, who nodded with a grin of her own
before sliding up onto the bed. Now both women were on either side of
Pete, running their fingers over his chest, down his waist, each taking
turns to stroke his hard cock as they whispered into his ear.
"You want our pussies, Wisdom?" they whispered,"You want to fuck
our cunts? pound that big dick of yours in and out of our boxes? fuck us?
screw us? suck on our titties, eat our muff? Do you want us, Wisdom?"
"Ohhhh yesssss!" moaned Pete in total surrender, all of his
inhibitions and willpower stripped away by the overwhelming basic instinct
to fuck.
Selene lunged forward with predatory swiftness, taking Pete's
already glistening cock deep into her mouth, sucking on his member which
was already coated with Madelyne's saliva.
She pulled her mouth back and grinned at Madelyne before wrapping
her lips around Pete's shaft as she beckoned the red head to join her.
The newest member of The Hell-Fire Club's Inner Circle was all
to eager to do so, kissing The Black Queen around Pete's cock, the two
incredibly beautiful women french kissing around a hot, hard penis.
Pete's eyes roamed over the incredibly erotic sight and he groaned
loudly, his cock straining between their tender, parted lips.
Selene broke away from Pete's cock and began to kiss
down Madelyne's body, taking one large, firm breast in hand and lightly
squeezing it as she took the nipple into her mouth, lightly suckling at
it.
Madelyne cooed softly, then wrapped her lips around the head of
Wisdom's prick and slowly, sensually swallowed inch after inch of his
cock. His groans echoed hers as Selene kissed her way down Madelyne's
firm, sexy body until she was lightly peppering the hot red-head's clit
with kisses.
Madelyne moaned happily around Pete's cock at the feel of Selene
pressing her lips softly against her clit, instinctively rotating her hips
in tight little circles, rubbing the parted lips of her hot, shaven snatch
against the Selene's face.
Jean Grey's duplicate pulled her mouth from his cock and slid her
fingers through Selene's hair, holding her in place so that the raven haired
beauty followed her up as she began kissing up Pete's chest.
Soon Wisdom found himself presented with a pair of the most
perfect breasts in the world, large, firm and yet still yielding to the
touch. He didn't hesitate for a moment, taking the stiff nipples and
firm, creamy flesh into his mouth and gently suckling on them, moaning
Jean's name around them.
Madelyne laughed lightly, pussy trembling as Pete sucked on her
nipples and Selene lapped at her clitoris. Selene heard the moans and
grinned, pulling away from the red-head's love button and pressing her
face firmly against her cunt, stabbing her tongue between her shaven,
pussy-lips.
"Ugh!" grunted Madelyne, not from lust but out of annoyance, why
the hell did Selene always have to ruin it!?!
Ever since her confrontation with Apocalypse and subsequent
flight (*) from him, ever since she had hooked up with The Hellfire Club
in order to facilitate her own dark plans, Selene had been after her.
Seeing the powerful Black Queen as a potential ally in one of the
most dangerous Secret Society's in the world, Madelyne had let Selene
believe she had seduced the 'innocent' red-head.
But the woman couldn't eat pussy if her life depended on it, she
slobbered and slathered her tongue around, gripped her breasts too hard,
had a tendency to tug hair and kissed with her teeth. She was getting to
be more of an annoyance, and soon Madelyne would do away with her all
together.
For now, however, she still had her purposes.
Madelyne pulled away from Selene's face, straddling Pete's thighs
and looking directly into his eyes with a lusty grin.
"Tell me what you want, Wisdom?" she whispered, sliding her fingers
over his chest, thrusting her own forward,"What do you want?"
"Your pussy!" moaned Pete.
"Uh uh!" laughed Madelyne, as Selene rolled off the bed and stood
beside them, watching with a grin as she gently stroked her own
clitoris,"Say it the way you want it."
"I want to fuck you!" roared Pete,"Fuck your cunt! FUCK YOU!"
"Damn straight!" laughed Madelyne, and pulled herself up over
Pete's cock, the hard, purplish head almost - but not quite - touching
her slightly parted, shaven cunt-lips.
"Wouldn't you rather snuggle with Kitty?" asked Madelyne, teasing
Wisdom by gently rotating her hips, the barest edge of her cunt sliding
over the very tip of his cock.
"NO!" cried Pete loudly, not even thinking about what he was
saying,"I WANT TO FUCK YOU, JEAN!"
"You got it, baby!" laughed Madelyne, and impaled herself onto
Wisdom's cock.
"AHHH YEAH!" cried Pete, slamming his hips up, getting maximum
penetration, feeling the snug velvet glove of her tight pussy around his
shaft.
"Are you going to join us or not, Selene?" chuckled Madelyne,
as she settled herself onto Pete's member again, making a couple of
experimental strokes up and down his length.
"Oh yes, my little darling," hissed Selene with a grin,"For now,
I just want to watch."
She stood beside the bed, right next to them, her thighs spreading
ever so slightly, crotch pressing out as she slid her fingers over her
shaven cunt-mound and gently squeezed.
Pete's last resistance was fading, taken away by a mixture of
Madelyne's telepathy, the feel of her cunt around his crotch and the
erotic image of the powerful, sensual Black Queen masturbating right in
front of him.
He felt his mouth water as he saw her parting her cunt-lips, which
glistened with her juices. Suddenly nothing was more important to him
than pleasing these women, making them cum, giving them pleasure however
they wanted it.
As if sensing the snapping of his will, Selene's face shot up and
a dark look of satisfaction spread over it.
"Thirty, Mr. Wisdom?" she asked with a grin, running her fingers
between her cunt-lips, slowly pressing one long, delicate finger deep into
her cunt, right up to the second knuckle,"Do you want a drink?"
"You're so hot...." moaned Pete, eyes crawling over Selene's
naked body, making slow, fucking strokes up into Madelyne's cunt without
even realizing it.
Madelyne cooed softly at the feel of his cock pushing in and
out of her pussy, but didn't like the way Pete was paying all of his
attention to Selene.
"Over here, baby," she whispered in her best sex voice, sliding
her smooth fingers over Pete's unshaven cheek, making him turn to face
the hot, naked red head straddling his cock.
"Fuck me, Wisdom!", she moaned lightly, throwing her arms behind
her head and thrusting her large chest out. Her eyes were half closed,
her crimson lips slightly parted as the pink tip of her tongue slid
between them,"Give me that cock of yours!"
"Ooooh Jean!" moaned Pete, still believing Madelyne was Jean
Grey,"Oh you're so tight!"
He began moving his hips up and down, sliding his cock in and
out of her tight, clasping snatch. As Madelyne moaned happily and began
to rock her body up and down, her large breasts gently bobbing up and
down as Selene clambered onto the bed, sliding up beside Pete and watching
Madelyne ride him, her eyes lecherously crawling over the red-heads hot
body.
"Fuck her, Wisdom!" Selene whispered into Pete's ear, making the
former Black Ops Agent moan low in his throat. His head had lolled back
on the pillow, half-lidded eyes fixed on his crotch, watching her cunt
sliding up and down his cock,"Fuck her cunt! Slam your dick into the
hot little bitch's pussy!"
"Oh yesss..ss...s!" moaned Pete as Selene got onto her knees and
straddled his pale, toned chest.
"Fuck her cunt, Wisdom," moaned Selene with a laugh,"And while
you're at it, suck on mine!"
With that, she slid two fingers between her pussy-lips and parted
them before pressing her crotch against his face, his mouth instinctively
pressing up between her cunt-lips and sucking at the glistening pink
flesh within, tongue sliding up her hole broadly, exciting the already
highly aroused woman.
Madelyne rolled her eyes down to take in the delicious sight of
Selene grinding her crotch against Pete Wisdom's face, her tight ass
contracting and squeezing tight. She grinned lewdly, humping her cunt
onto Pete's driving cock as she watched The Black Queen pressing her
snatch into the Englishman's mouth.
She squirmed her twat firmly against Wisdom's cock, her large,
firm breasts bouncing up and down erotically as she fucked herself against
the Englishman, whose lips were pursing and gaping almost at the same time
as he as he hungrily lapped and sucked at Selene's juicy, gushing pussy.
He repeatedly dragged the tip of his tongue through her slit down
to her asshole, then back up to her clit - which he sucked on momentarily -
before stabbing his tongue deep into her juicy fuck-hole once again.
This, of course, illicited loud moans from the highly aroused
Black Queen. She grabbed the back of Pete's head firmly and pressed his
face hard into her eager, grinding snatch.
"That's right, Wisdom!" she groaned,"Oh that's it! Fuck my cunt
with your tongue!"
Pete responded immediately, all his resistance gone and long
forgotten, spreading his mouth over her shaven pussy and plunging his
tongue again and again into her humping, grinding cunt, using his lips to
noisily suck the juices from her hot pussy.
Selene cried out with pleasure as Pete slid his tongue out of
her cunt and wrapped his lips around her hard, erect clitoris. Instantly
he began suckling and lightly chewing at it, feeling her hands clawing
through his thick black hair, pressing his face firmly against her humping
crotch.
Madelyne's eyes were glued to Selene's hot ass as the tight,
milky white cheeks of her buttocks pressed and compacted
together. Despite Selene's various shortcomings there was no disputing
how hot her body was, and Madelyne took a great deal of pleasure in
watching it.
The sight of Selene's tight, gyrating ass was matched by Madelyne's
own tight ass as she fucked herself down onto Pete's cock as he pumped up
into her at full speed. His tongue was moving in conjunction with his
cock, both moving at alternate timing, his tongue once again thrusting into
Selene's fuck-hole before pulling out, just as his cock slammed into
Madelyne's cunt.
The room was filled with the highly erotic sounds of moans, groans,
gasps and loud cries of pleasure accentuated by the wet, slapping sounds of
flesh against flesh.
Pete pulled his tongue broadly up over her cunt-lips before
again sucking her clit into his mouth, even as he lifted his hips to change
the angle of his cocks fucking strokes, mashing his crotch against hers,
pressing against her pubic bone with his driving cock.
Both hot women were crying out loudly, gasping for air as they
approached orgasms. Their hot asses gyrated and quivered, their tits
bouncing as they squirmed wantonly against his tongue and cock respectively.
Selene squealed with pleasure, frantically - almost
desperately - mash her juicy cunt against Pete Wisdom's face, pulling his
head against her crotch, burying his between her thighs with both hands.
"Oh yessss..ssss...sss..ss.s!" she hissed,"Fucking cumming!"
The Black Queen's legs shook as she arched her back and ground her
cunt roughly against his face, cumming hard. Her juices ran over his face,
those that escaped his mouth's hungry suckling. He ran his tongue over and
around her slit, lapping at her juices hungrily as she climaxed, his jaw
working overtime as he gobbled at her drooling, juicy snatch.
Madelyne's eyes were locked on Selene's ass-cheeks, watching them
tighten, rise and fall, locking and tensing up as she approached her
orgasm. The sound of her moans and groans, panting and whispered curses
were extremely erotic, especially when linked with the sound of Pete's
mouth lapping and sucking at her juices.
Carefully, knowing Selene was not to be underestimated, Madelyne
used her telepathy to sneak into The Black Queen's mind. She opened herself
entirely to Selene's orgasmic pleasure, tempered and strengthened by her
arrogant sense of satisfaction over using a 'hero' in this way.
This extra added incentive pushed Madelyne over the edge as well,
and she came hard, grinding her cunt down onto Pete's cock, feeling him
fill her entirely as she gritted her teeth and hissed out a long, low,
erotic moan of satisfaction.
Selene rolled off of Pete's face as he finished lapping up the
last of her juices, flopping onto the bed beside the two mutants, physically
exhausted for the moment. She rolled her eyes down between their crotches
and let a small grin cross her face as she watched Pete continue to ram his
cock up into Madelyne's stretched cunt with deep, hard strokes.
Madelyne had her eyes tightly closed, low moans of pleasure
welling up from deep within her throat. Every so often she would part
her lips in a smile and mouth a low curse, a 'fuck' or a 'shit' or a 'oh
hell yes!' as she ground her crotch down on his cock, arms thrown behind
her shoulders, hands entwined in her long red hair as she fucked herself
down onto his cock, her large, firm breasts bouncing up and down as her
buttocks tightened and compacted erotically.
Pete arched his back, lifting his hips as he began to once again
slide his cock in long, hard strokes in and out of her cunt, moaning
happily at the delicious feel of her cunt contracting around his cock,
gripping it, milking it as his pleasure lifted higher and higher towards
the inevitable orgasm.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh bloody hell!" he gasped and came, his hips
jerking wildly as thick, ropy streams of sperm blasted up from his balls,
Pete Wisdom crying out with sexual ecstasy as he pumped his cock deep into
Madelyne Pryor's snatch and flooded her hot cunt with his seed.
Madelyne came again almost immediately, feeling his sperm blast
deep into her cunt as she ground herself against his bucking cock as hard
as she was able.
Selene lay next to Pete, legs spread wide as she rubbed her
glistening pink pussy-lips as she watched a thin stream of Pete's sperm
run out from Madelyne's cunt-lips and down Wisdom's cock-shaft.
She grinned lewdly at the junction where Pete's cock joined with
Madelyne's cunt, stroking her clit as she looked at the first, oldest
and most enjoyable of acts possible between a man and a woman.
"That's enough," laughed Selene, stroking Pete's chin gently,"I
think you've had your fun, now it's time to face the repercussions of your
actions."
"Wha... what?" grunted Pete, shaking his head as his mind cleared
somewhat. Madelyne slid off of his cock and moved up beside Selene, the
two hot women wrapping arms around each other's waists.
The two just grinned, kissing passionately as they faded away
along with the bed and surrounding room.
Leaving Pete lying on his ass in the cold cell-room he'd been in
earlier, inhibition collar and manacles long gone, staring across the cell
at a horrified, sobbing Kitty Pryde.
"Oh....."
"..... hell?" grunted Colossus, shaking his head slightly before
repeating himself,"What the hell? Where am I?"
Where he was pressed against something warm, soft and undeniably
erotic. Flickering his eyes, which adjusted to the bright, warm light
enveloping the featureless, white room, he saw what it was.
Meggan.
He gasped in astonishment, realizing that he was lying on top of
his Team-mate in eXcalibur, the beautiful fiancee of Captain Britain, the
women whom he'd seen naked only an hour ago when painting her portrait
for her future husband.
He tried to move and found he couldn't, some kind of invisible
barrier preventing him from moving up or to the side, trapping him on
top of Meggan, who was just as naked as he was.
He could feel her massive breasts pressing firmly against his
broad chest, and her thighs were slightly spread, which of course meant
part of his cock shaft was pressing against her smooth, bald vagina.
"Meggan!" he gasped, his voice barely audible,"Meggan? Are you
awake?"
She didn't reply, just a slight moan and the barest flicker of a
smile crossing her face. He tried once again to pull himself off of her
but once again failed.
Shaking his head, Peter tried to ignore his treacherous cock as
it began to stir and shift, looking instead over the side of he and Meggan's
bodies.
"Floating?" he muttered, noting that Meggan's long blonde hair
was draped down and over the floor, which they appeared to be floating
several inches off.
Meggan groaned slightly in her sleep, shifting slightly and
spreading her legs just a little more. Peter's cock instantly slipped
forward and he felt her bald cunt-lips part around the shaft of his cock,
clasping around the top side of his penis.
"Uhhhh Meggan, dammit," grunted Peter, and tried to pull himself
back, his powerful muscles straining against the invisible forcefield
before finally giving up. He felt his cock filling with blood, getting
thicker and harder, trying to push up into Meggan's cunt on instinct alone,
ignoring his mind's protests.
Shaking his head to clear it, Peter came to the only conclusion he
could, he would have to convert his flesh to organic steel to tear them
free from this invisible forcefield. He prepared to shift his flesh to
the hardier, steel form of Colossus when a voice in his head stopped him.
- In that form you weigh hundreds, - it whispered, - Can you be
sure you won't crush Meggan to the floor beneath you? -
He paused, considering. If he changed, it was indeed a possibility
that the invisible forcefield holding him and Meggan up would shatter and
he would fall hard on top of her, crushing her to death.
"Dammit," he whispered, then groaned as Meggan shifted again
and his cock managed to lift another inch, pressing firmly against her
cunt now.
"Hmhm!" giggled Meggan, feeling the cock against her pussy,"Brian,
not now!"
"Meggan, wake up!" gasped Peter, blushing furiously,"I need your
help!"
Meggan just mumbled something with a smile and spread her legs
a little wider.
"Ahh fuck!" gasped Peter, feeling his cock practically bounce up
and press with greater urgency than ever before against her tight little
cunt.
"Yeah, fuck!" giggled Meggan, a lustful and yet somehow innocent
look on her face,"Fuck me Brian!"
"Nooo!" whispered Peter, desperate now as he felt his treacherous
body happily doing it's own thing.
"Yesss," chuckled Meggan as Peter desperately pulled his crotch
back, inadvertently giving his cock just the right angle to fuck himself
fully into The Faerie's cunt.
- Go on, go on! - whispered the voice in Peter's mind again, - Who
will ever know? Just fuck her! -
"I can't," he grunted, holding his crotch high up, the tip of his
cock pressing against the entrance of her cunt,"It's wrong."
- Oh bullshit, - giggled the voice, a voice he didn't
recognize, - You can't tell me you don't want her.....
....He was leaping over his canvas....
....tearing a can of yellow paint....
....letting the contents drop onto her....
....Meggan gasping with shock as his hands grabbed her buttocks
and began massaging the paint roughly into her ass....
....Spinning her around....
....pulling her to her feet....
....scooping globs of paint from the floor....
....spreading it over her body....
....Caressing her face....
....her arms....
....grabbing her breasts in his hand and squeezing them....
"Peter! What are you doing?" she was crying....
"Shuush," was his reply, eyes alight with something - frenzy? lust?
inspiration?....
....pulling his hands away....
....grinning in pleasure at her breasts....
....sliding his hand down between her legs....
....cupping her vagina in his hands....
....giving a little squeeze, sliding his hand up, letting it run
up her waist and between her breasts....
....his finger sliding off of her chin....
....turning with a roar....
....spinning the canvas around....
....pushing his hands against it....
....sliding his hands down in a circular motion....
....Pulling them away....
....grabbing a brush covered in green paint....
....slashing it down the middle of the picture....
....Metal fading....
....turning and looking at Meggan....
....panting despite the fact that everything he had done had been
in his metal form - which required no respiration....
....The light gone from his eyes....
....looking tired....
....Meggan looking a little shocked....
....paint dripping from her body....
....her eyes catching the painting and she gasped....
"Peter! It's beautiful!"....
....Peter smiling slightly....
....Meggan wrapping her arms around his neck....
....hugging him....
....pressure of her breasts against his chest feeling more pleasant
than anything he had felt before.....
....She looking up at him with a grin....
....kissing him....
....meaning it to be a little peck on the lips....
....but it becomes more passionate....
....her lips parting....
....Peter lifting her into the air....
....pressing his own lips against hers....
....their tongues entwining....
....and then he pulls away....
....lowering her to the ground.....
"You should take a shower," he says,"I'll put the canvas away to
dry, and then I'll clean up in here."
"Peter?" she starts,"I....."
....He walks out the door with the canvas before she can finish....
....she has no idea what it was she was going to say....
....want that hot Faerie pussy of hers? - finished the voice,
accompanied by that flash of images coming in between her words, making
him recall what had happened less than an hour ago (as far as he knew,
he had no idea how long he'd been unconscious).
"No, no I can't," he moaned,"It's wrong!"
- BULLSHIT! - snapped the voice, - FUCK HER! -
"No!" gasped Peter, shaking his head as his crotch began to
shake, fatigue setting in as the invisible barrier pressed back against
his ass. He couldn't hold it much longer, unless he shifted to his
metal form of course, and then he ran the risk of crushing his team-mate.
"Bozhe Moi! I can't hold it!" he cried, his teeth shaking as his
jaws clenched and his muscles shook,"MEGGAN! WAKE UP!"
"Huh?" she muttered, eyes flittering open,"What?"
"Noooo!" he groaned, giving in at last. His body dropped, his
large, erect cock plunging forward and splitting open Meggan's tight,
bald cunt.
"UH!" they both gasped together, Meggan in bewildered shock, Peter
in shamed relief.
"Peter?" she gasped,"What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, Meggan!" sobbed Peter,"I couldn't hold myself back
any more! I'm sorry!"
"Peter," Meggan started, then had to repeat herself when Peter
began to break down,"PETER!"
"Wh... what?" he gasped, trying to ignore the delicious feel of
her tight, tight snatch around his thick slab of cock-meat.
"What's going on?" she asked,"Where are we? We were in Switzerland
and then... what?"
"I... I don't know?" he muttered to himself, feeling her shift
beneath him, cunt sucking on his cock,"We were... by the lake? And we?
What happened? It all went black...."
"Someone is playing with us," she whispered, then let out a short
gasp as he tried to pull himself out of her before losing strength again
and sliding fully into her,"PETER!"
"I'm sorry!" he gaped again, as he tried to push back the eager,
laviscious thoughts running through his head at a mile a minute,"I was
trying to get out of you and.... I'm sorry."
"Ju.. uh! Just relax," she whispered, biting her lower lip softly
as she felt the unmistakable feeling of a thick cock inside of her cunt,
filling her deeper and thicker than any man's cock ever had, including
her beloved Brian,"Listen, we... uh, we just have to think...."
"Think..." agreed Peter.
"There has to be a way out of this...."
"Out..." moaned Peter.
"....this is just some trick...."
"....some trick...."
"....some sick test...."
"....sick...."
"....one of the... uh!"
"Ohhhh," groaned Peter.
As she had talked, the Faerie and Mutant had, of course, been
looking directly into each other's faces. As a result, they could feel
their breath on each other's face and in their mouths, could feel the
erotic stimuli of their joined, albeit unwilling, intercourse which was
tempered by their already strong attraction for each other. As they talked
their mouths drew closer, lips brushing against lips, Meggan making only
a token effort to prevent it, Piotr none at all.
And finally they kissed.
They broke away for a second and Meggan found the strength to
finish her sentence,"....death traps they think up in their perverted
little minds...."
"....perverted...." agreed Peter, and they kissed again.
They tasted each other's mouths, tongues sliding between lips
as they surrendered to their inhibitions at last. Peter pulled his
hips back and then hunched forward, burying his large erection once
again to the hilt in the Faerie's hot little cunt. The difference this
time was that it was intentional, and he was awarded by a long, low
moan in the back of Meggan's throat as she ground her cunt against his
long, thick member.
Perhaps guilt would follow, but for now Peter and Meggan only
cared about sating their lust, their long held in feelings for each other
finally released.
Meggan groaned happily, legs spreading wide before wrapping up
around his waist, giving her leverage to hump her crotch up onto the
thick Russian prick splitting her cunt.
The Faerie hunched her tight ass in time with Peter's eager
cock-thrusts, rocking her hips and moaning loudly, mindlessly at the
pleasure she was getting from him.
One of Peter's large, powerful hands had slid up to slide through
her hair, holding the back of her head as they kissed, and now it trailed
down, pausing momentarily to cup one of her large, firm breasts before
sliding down her waist and over her crotch, one large finger pressing
against her erect clitoris.
At no point did his finger cross hair, and for The Russian this
was enough to blast the last of his inhibitions clear. But an hour ago
she had been naked before him as he painted her portrait, and then she
had had a thin thatch of blond pubic hair. Now her cunt was totally
bald, and in his own mind at least this was definitive proof that none of
this was real, Meggan wasn't real, this was nothing but a fantasy or a
trick and it didn't matter, he could let himself go.
Again and again he plunged himself into her, pumping his cock
over and over again into Meggan's tight little cunt. His hips slammed
up and down, the full length plunging into the Faerie's pussy.
Meggan's eyes were half closed with lust as she felt her tight
cunt being slammed full of long, thick Russian cock. Her cunt was wrapped
around his cock like a second skin, tight as a vice, burning like a furnace
as he fucked his engaged Team-Mate.
Meggan's firm, tight ass was squirming all around as they floated
in mid-air, her hips being slammed down with each deep, powerful stroke
of Peter's cock. She whimpered and cried out for more, grinding her tight,
bald cunt up at his pounding, slamming cock.
Without even realizing it, Peter arched his back - the forcefield
apparently gone - to give him deeper penetration, fucking deep into her
tight little fuckhole, screwing her with long, hard strokes that made the
blond Faerie moan and groan, whimpering for more and more. She bucked
her curved hips back up at him in orgasmic frenzy, fucking back against
him with uninhibited lust.
Peter could feel himself building towards orgasm already, seeing
and feeling it building up in Meggan as well. She was squirming her
tight little ass about like crazy, thumping her cunt up against his cock,
getting him to cram his big, thick cock buried balls deep inside of her
juicy little cunt.
"OH! OHHHHhhhhh!" she squealed,"Fuck me Peter! Cum in me! Cum in
me!"
"Oh Meggan!" he cried, hunching hard up into her and grinding
his crotch against her as he blasted his cum deep into her. She screamed
in pleasure, throwing her head back and crying out as she came as well,
her hips slamming in mad, jerking circles as she gripped her breasts and
squeezed them, fingering her nipples, tweaking and rubbing them as her
legs tightened around his waist and applied pressure which would have
left bruises on almost any other man.
Finally the two collapsed against each other, kissing and stroking
each other's bodies as they wallowed in post-coital bliss. The only
sound was their panting as they hung in mid-air, before finally Peter
broke the silence by saying,"That was....
....unbelievable," growled Rachel Summers as she took in the sight
before her,"What kind of trick is this."
"No trick," replied the red-head in front of her,"Mommy's come
to take you home."
And with that, Jean Grey smiled and grabbed the collar of her
uniform, pulling it loose and letting it drop to the ground. She smiled,
naked in front of Rachel Summers,"But perhaps not in the way you might
have hoped."
"You're not Jean Grey!" snapped Rachel angrily,"This is some kind
of trick!"
"Really?" asked Jean with a grin,"Then how, pray tell, can I do
this?"
Rachel - who had been on her knees in the center of the room,
wrists and ankles manacled - found herself being shoved against the wall,
chains retreating into the wall itself as she was lifted bodily up against
the cool surface of the wall.
"What?" she gasped,"How...?"
"Telekinesis, darling," chuckled Jean,"Don't you know Momma's
powers?"
"Don't say that!" growled Rachel, her mind rebelling at the
innate wrongness of this,"You're not my mother!"
"You don't know how happy I am to hear that," laughed Jean,
sauntering forward till she was inches from Rachel's nude body,"Because
now I don't have to feel guilty about doing this."
Before Rachel shocked gaze, Jean dropped to her knees and grabbed
Rachel's thighs, slipping a finger briefly between Rachel's cunt lips and
scooping out some of the juices contained therein.
"Seems as if you like what you see, hmmm baby?" asked Jean with
a grin at the woman who would have been her daughter in another
timeline,"You're going to love this."
Rachel said nothing, just staring in shock as Jean ran her now
glistening, sticky fingers up over Rachel's waist and between her large,
firm breasts. The captive red-head couldn't help but groan as she felt
Jean circle both her nipples, which had become erect. But she was quickly
brought back to earth as she felt Jean's mouth close around one of the
stiff nubs of flesh and suck it in.
"You can't do this!" she cried in despair as Jean suckled at
her breast, trying desperately to ignore the aching pleasure she felt
in her nipples,"It's wrong."
- What's so wrong? - Jean asked telepathically, - Turnabout is
fair play, I used to do this for you, you know? -
"You're not my mother!" growled Rachel, then gasped as Jean
playfully tugged at her nipples with her teeth.
"Oh shut up," laughed Jean, sliding two fingers up into Rachel's
cunt, sliding them in and out. Rachel shook her head in disbelief,
shocked at the sudden intrusion, coupled with Jean taking her tit into
her mouth again and once again lightly biting at her nipple.
Rachel was helpless to do anything, stripped of her clothes and
her telepathy, bound to the wall she could only stand there as Jean Grey,
who in another time had been her mother, suckled on her breasts and
fingered her pussy. Her shock and outrage couldn't sustain themselves
forever, not against the continued onslaught of Jean's sexual assault,
and soon Rachel felt herself feeling unwanted pleasure. There was no
denying how good Jean's talented fingers and mouth felt on her cunt and
her tits, and to her shame she found herself growing more and more aroused,
her cunt growing moister and moister around Jean's probing fingers and
lapping tongue.
Jean grinned around Rachel's breast, then slowly began kissing her
way down the captive red-heads waist, over her flat, toned stomach until
finally her head was situated just before the other woman's crotch.
"Jean... Mom," whispered Rachel, tears running down her cheeks
which were flushed red with unwanted sexual arousal and humiliation,"Don't
do this, it isn't right."
Jean just smiled, then reached up and gently pulled the lips of
Rachel's cunt open, quickly running her tongue up between the exposed
pink flesh and sending an involuntary shiver of pleasure throughout Rachel's
body.
As the startled red head tried to come to terms with this shocking
turn of events, Jean gave her no chance to compose herself, running her
tongue up between Rachel's cunt-lips again before kissing the inner curves
of her thighs, kissing softly upwards, making Rachel moan and involuntarily
hump her crotch up towards Jean's face without even realizing it.
"This... UH! This isn't.... right," moaned Rachel as Jean teased
her, kissing softly, gently, seductively all around her vagina without
making contact, driving her wild with frustrated sexual desire, unwanted
but undeniable.
Jean moved her lips to within a hairsbreadth of Rachel's cunt,
breathing hotly on it, sending jolts of pleasure through-out her clitoris
as Rachel found herself becoming more and more aroused, losing the ability
to think clearly.... and then Jean was moving away, taking her tongue
and lips away from Rachel's cunt and before the red-head knew what she
was doing she cried out a wordless groan of denial.
Jean wiped her lips and grinned up at Rachel's nude body as she
saw her captive realize what she had done, sagging visibly as her face
blushed terribly.
"Tell me you want me to continue, baby," Jean said with
a smile,"And Momma will bring you pleasure like you've never known."
The words should have cleared Rachel's head, disgust and contempt
over-riding momentary lust. But instead the taboo nature of what was
being suggested to her appealed to something dark and primal in Rachel
Summers.
- It's all a story, Rachel, even though it's all happening now and
is real for you, it's all make-believe. That's the paradox, but remember
it, because when times are tough, when you're feeling low, just remember
it's all a story! -
The strangers words echoed through her mind once again and somehow
that made it all right, everything was okay, because even though it was
real and it was happening, it was all just a story and didn't matter.
"Please," she whispered, releasing herself to lust,"Please lick
my pussy, eat me out Jean."
"What kind of mother would I be if I didn't!" chuckled Jean, and
lowered her face down into Rachel's crotch, nuzzling her shaven cunt-lips
and light rectangle of red pubic hair.
Without even realizing it, Rachel's hands and legs had been
freed of their manacles, which had disappeared at the same time she'd
begged Jean to eat her out. Now, without even thinking about it, Rachel
reached down and grabbed the sides of Jean's head, attempting to push her
lover's face firmer against her cunt.
Jean grinned, kissing more firmly, pressing down harder as she
slipped her tongue between Rachel's cunt-lips, opening them up and running
her tongue up and down. She alternated between broad, sweeping strokes
of her tongue up running thickly up between Rachel's cunt-lips, followed
by quick, probing thrusts of her tongue in and out of the red-heads
hot pussy before sucking sharply on her clitoris for a few moments, then
returning to making broad, sharp strokes through her cunt.
As she did this, Jean reached around to cup Rachel's firm buttocks,
using them to pull herself more firmly against her crotch, increasing
the pleasure for Rachel, who gasped in pleasure, her minds protests
becoming weaker and weaker as she was orally pleasured by a woman she
had always thought of as mother.
Jean began tongue fucking Rachel, making her tongue into a rock
hard, smaller version of a cock, fucking it in and out of Rachel's tight,
shaven pussy again and again, twisting and turning it like no penis
could, driving Rachel absolutely wild with pleasure.
"Oh... UGH! Oh yes! No! Ohyesno!" gasped Rachel, the last vestiges
of her protests fading away, washed away by a tide of lust as Jean Grey
ate her out,"Oh fucking me.... uhhhhh, my clit.... oh please my....."
Most of what she said was incoherent, but as both were telepaths
it was easy for Jean to know what it took to get Rachel going and supply
it to her, along with the odd tweaking of her mental g-spots to speed
things along.
With a grin, Pheonix pulled her mouth off of Rachel's cunt and
spread the other red-heads shaven pussy-lips slowly apart with her fingers,
exposing the erect clitoris. She lowered her head and cheekily flicked
lightly at it with the tip of her tongue, causing Rachel to moan in
ecstasy, her body shuddering.
"Don't be scared, darling," chuckled Jean,"You can cum for Mommy."
The words no longer bothered Rachel, nor did the identity of the
woman eating her out. Nothing mattered to her but pleasure now and she
was beginning to hump her crotch up into Jean's face, hands cupping the
back of Jean's head to feed her her pussy.
Jean had made a small O with her mouth and taken Rachel's clit into
it, sucking on it gently as the other girl cried out in pleasure. Jean
fondled Rachel's tight, contracting ass-cheeks as she sucked on the other
girl's clitoris, moving her head in time to Rachel's bucking, humping
movements as she ground her crotch into her mother's face.
Despite being Rachel's 'mother', Jean was only slightly older than
Rachel, of an age when both their bodies remained tight and firm without
benefit of clothing, creams, surgery or silicon. So it was an incredibly
erotic sight that would greet any lucky enough to be peeking in on the
scene. Jean cupping one of Rachel's ass-cheeks as she sucked on her
clitoris, her other hand now down between her own legs, sliding in and
out of her own cunt as Rachel humped and fucked her cunt against Jean's
face.
Rachel's breathing was becoming ragged, speeding up in time with
the thrusting of her crotch and the fucking of Jean's tongue, which was
once again slamming in and out of her shaven pussy. The second woman
to be known as Pheonix released the first's head and began to thrust and
twist her fingers in and out of her own pussy, joined by Jean's fingers
too as she pulled her tongue out of Rachel's cunt and stood herself up.
Rachel and Jean, 'mother' and 'daughter', stood fingering Rachel's
cunt before Jean moved her mouth down to Rachel's large breasts and began
to lightly flick at her erect nipples with her tongue. She pulled one of
her hands free of Rachel's sopping, juicy cunt and ran it up over her
toned waist, coming up under her breast and circling around the nipple in
ever declining circles as her mouth lifted to Rachel's own, kissing her
'daughter' with what was definitely more than maternal love.
Somehow the two embracing woman found themselves on the floor,
they had fallen back through air that seemed thick and soft, slowing their
descent. Even the hard stone of the floor seemed soft and yielding to
them as they lay on the ground, tongues sliding in and out between each
other's lips, breasts pressing together as their thighs rode over their
hot, yearning cunts.
"Eat me," whispered Jean into Rachel's ear, then spun herself
around so her crotch was directly above Rachel's face,"Eat me out baby,
I'll return the favor."
Jean dropped her mouth to Rachel's cunt, sucking firmly on her
shaven pussy as Rachel moaned lowly, biting at her lower lip before she
finally reached up and cupped Jean's firm ass-cheeks, pulling the red
head's crotch against her own face, sucking with rough, but undeniably
talented, use of her mouth and tongue.
"Oh that's it, baby!" laughed Jean wildly before once again
burying her face into Rachel's lap, burrowing into Rachel Summer's cunt,
nose pressing against her clit, making the other woman buck and thrust
her hips up and down, crying out in pleasure before once again plunging her
own face into Jean's pussy.
The two beautiful red-heads lay on the stone floor, licking and
sucking each other, Rachel's gripping Jean's buttocks tightly, lightly
squeezing them as Jean pressed fingers into her 'daughters' cunt beside
her fingers, fucking Rachel with tongue and fingers.
It was all too much for Rachel, her surrender, the taboo nature
of her lover, who was not only a woman but her mother, the feeling of
tongue and fingers sliding in and out of her cunt, her breasts firmly
pressed against the other woman's stomach, feeling Jean's breasts pressing
into Rachel's own stomach, it pushed her over the edge and she came, hard.
Jean squealed with delight and pressed her face firmly against
Rachel's cunt, grinding her face around Rachel's crotch, sucking up her
flowing cunt-cream, chin moving up and down as she gobbled up the juices,
stimulating Rachel's clitoris as the other woman threw her head back
and screamed in pleasure.
Jean's own juices had begun running copiously down from her
pussy, and Rachel recovered enough to spot the lewd sight and instantly
know what she wanted. Her head lifted up, clutching the other woman's
ass-cheeks as she began lapping up Jean's juices as the other woman hungrily
ate out Rachel's cunt.
When Rachel's pussy-juices finally slowed to a trickle, Jean
pulled her face clear and pushed her ass back, grinding her crotch over
Rachel's face before spinning around and getting onto her knees
between Rachel's outspread legs.
Rachel lay there, panting and moaning for breath, face flushed
with sexual satisfaction. Jean grinned down at the erotic sight, watching
Rachel's large, firm breasts raising and falling rapidly, then lifted one
of her daughter's toned, firm legs up, bringing half her body up as well
before sliding her own legs around it, pressing her crotch against Rachel's.
"Wha... huh?" Rachel gasped.
"Momma's turn, darling," whispered Jean with a smile, then slowly,
carefully began to work her pussy up and down against Rachel's, their
legs scissored around each other.
Rachel arched her back and moaned with pleasure while Jean dropped
back onto her elbows and rolled her eyes back in her head, humping her
crotch against Rachel's, driving them both wild with pleasure. Quickly
Jean's humping, thrusting movements lost any sense of rhythm or timing
as her pleasure grew, her large breasts began to bounce wildly as her
hair flung about and the pool of juices between her and Rachel's legs
grew and grew.
With a loud moan Jean came, joined by Rachel a second later, and
both women were in a sexual frenzy, grinding each other's cunts together
as they squealed each other's names, as well as every obscenity their
lust-mad minds could dredge up.
Finally they slowed, both just lying there as they recovered from
the maddeningly liberating feel of sexual orgasm, taking deep and slow
breaths to get their strength back.
After a few minutes of enjoying the wet heat of Rachel's cunt
against her own, Jean pulled herself free and stood up, scooping up
the X-Men costume she had pulled off earlier.
"Good girl," she whispered, kissing a now contentedly sleeping
Rachel gently on the lips,"You made Mommy proud."
Standing up, her hair growing longer and her eyes
shifting slightly, taking on a cold amusement that would be alien to
anyone who knew Jean Grey, Madelyne Pryor turned and walked out the door.
Leaving Rachel....
....huddled on the stone floor, ignoring Pete's attempts to
draw her out of her shell.
"Dammit, come on Kitty!" whispered Pete to his girlfriend,"We've
got to figure a way to get out of her."
Of course he'd felt incredibly guilty and ashamed after he'd
discovered she had been forced to watch as Madelyne and Selene had seduced
him. More ashamed because after but a token resistance he'd totally
given into his desires and gotten in to the hot fucking and sucking that
had gone on.
"Listen Kitty," he whispered to her,"I'm sorry, dammit! okay, I
was a shit, but there was nothing I could do to stop them and then my
body just seemed to take over and.... ahh shit would you listen to me,
I sound a right jackass, don't I? Wasn't my fault my pale white bum! I
should have done something to stop them and.... I'm, I'm sorry Kitty."
Finally, slowly, Kitty raised her head from her arms, which were
crossed around her knees and turned to gaze at him. He knew she'd been
crying, and her eyes seemed swollen and red from her tears. She sniffed
and allowed a sad little smile which cut right into his heart.
He was a callous sod, and was more than happy to tell anyone who
asked (or didn't) that such was the case. He'd seen people die in the
most horrible ways, he'd killed for his country and for his own code of
morality and honor, beaten people to get information, lied, cheated and
stole during his time in Black Ops. And yet somehow everytime he did
something to make Kitty sad he felt like his entire body was aching with
some dull, undefinable pain which no amount of drinking could quench or
even bury.
"Kitty.... I... I'm sorry," he whispered, then when she didn't
say anything he found himself talking again, him who loved the silent
mysterious routine,"Ahh shite, here I am talking about myself when I saw
what Pierce did to you, the miserable bastard, the way he tricked you
and...."
"Pete... shut up," Kitty said finally, lifting her hand to his
mouth. She lowered her eyes again and when she spoke once more it was
in a whisper so low he could barely discern what she said.
"What?" he asked,"Kitty, it sounds like you said..."
"I liked it," she snapped loudly, and her shoulders shook with
yet another barely suppressed sob,"I LIKED IT!"
Pete recoiled slightly, shocked by the vitriol in her voice as
she stared at him with angry eyes.
"I like it!" she growled,"When he put his dick in my mouth and
I sucked him I liked it, and when I watched those two whores
fucking themselves on you it turned me on! I got WET! I CAME YOU SON OF
A BITCH!"
Pete threw his head about, as if he wasn't sure if she was talking
to him or someone else.
"I came," she whispered,"I didn't want to, I didn't want to like
it, I wanted to be angry, upset, furious, shocked, anything like that but
all I could think of was that I wanted you, them, anyone to fuck me as
well. I wanted to eat them out, I wanted to feel them suck on my tits and
kiss me and run their hands through my hair and FUCK ME!"
"Kitty, what the hell brought this on..." he started, but she
over-rode him, shoving him over onto his ass and then leaping on him,
grabbing his collar. Her eyes had lost their red look, she seemed flushed
with something (anticipation? lust? anger?) even as tears continued to
run down her cheeks.
"What did you do to me, Wisdom!" she growled,"Before I met you
I liked computers and boy groups and reading and I was an X-Man and then
you came along and suddenly I was letting you fuck me and do things that
I would never have done before! I'd never given a guy a blow-job before
you! I'd never let a guy buttfuck me before you! I never let a guy jerk
off between my tits and cum over my face before but I let you do it ALL!
I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHAT YOU DID TO ME, YOU SON OF A BITCH, AND I WANT
YOU TO.... to... t.. to tell me now!"
She burst into tears and fell against his chest.
"What's wrong with me, Pete?" she moaned,"I'm trying to be mad
at you but all I want is for you to fuck me!"
"Wh... what the fuck? Kitty what's going on?" snapped Pete,
totally at a loss.
"I... uh.... I don't know," cried Kitty,"Just fuck me, Pete,
fuck me!"
Pete tried to speak then, but she kissed him and began to move
around on top of him, both of them nude and his cock already recovering
from the threesome with Madelyne and Selene. Soon his better nature was
being over-ruled once again and he was returning the kiss, and then he
and Kitty were rolling around into soft silken sheets on top of a bed,
despite the fact they had been on cold stone earlier.
But if either of them noticed it, they....
....ignored it, or at least Captain Britain tried hard to ignore
the undeniably erotic image before him.
"You want it! I know it!" laughed Psylocke, dancing nude before
her brother, always coming close but never quite touching him. He did
his best to maintain a stoic demeanor, to pretend that he was in now way
aroused by this display, but his nudity only served to expose his erection,
something she had made a great deal of.
"You want to put that big dick of yours inside of me, don't
you?" laughed Psylocke,"Want to fuck your hot sister raw, slap your balls
against my ass while you cram every inch of your big, fat dick deep into
my cunt!"
Her face was only an inch from his, and he feigned disgust when
she ran her tongue out, sliding over his lips before she pulled away and
returned to dancing seductively before him, running her hands over her
breasts, her hips, between her legs, between her thighs, back up through
her long purple hair.
Brian tried to ignore the lust coursing through his body, but
all he could think of was how good it had felt to fuck her, even after
he'd discovered it was Psylocke he was fucking, his sister.
And now he had to try and fight the desperate need to...
....fuck her, he had to fuck her, that's all Pete Wisdom knew,
and that was what he was going to do.
He rolled over on top of her and got up onto his knees between
her spread legs, eyes crawling lecherously over Kitty's nude form before
he grabbed his cock in hand and....
....found himself being pulled back by the neck, rolling off of
the bed. He lay stunned for a few moments, then jumped to his feet to
take in a most unexpected sight.
Rahne Sinclair, the eighteen year old Scottish girl from their
team, eXcalibur, was on hands and knees, naked ass waving about in the
air as her face buried itself in Kitty's lap, eating out her pussy.
Pete was shocked, he had no idea where she had come from, but
despite it all he couldn't believe how arousing it was to see the hot
young girl, who had always seemed so innocent and meek, hungrily gobbling
at his girlfriend's pussy. Kitty was gripping the back of Rahne's head,
moaning happily, seemingly unconcerned by the fact that it was another
girl eating her out, not just another girl but one of her team-mates.
She turned her head and gazed up at Pete hungrily, anything but
innocent, as she told him in no uncertain terms what she wanted from
him.
"Wisdom, get yer dick over here and....
.... buttfuck me!" laughed Psylocke, waving her firm, curved
ass back and forth inches from Brian's face,"I bet you'd love that,
wouldn't you, Brian? Love to fuck that big cock of yours right up your
sister's ass!?!"
"You're not my sister," growled Brian,"My sister would never
act like this!"
"Good, then it'll be all right if you fuck me," laughed Psylocke,
then twisted about and thrust her cunt into Brian's face, grinding it
briefly against his nose and mouth, putting the taste and smell of her
pussy juice into his mouth and nose.
"Madness," he grunted, wishing he could wipe her juices from his
face, but he was helpless. He was on his knees, ankles manacled, his
massively muscled arms held behind his back, manacled together, keeping
him from moving even if he wanted to,"This is madness."
"Insanity is the best response in a world gone mad, luv," laughed
Psylocke, standing a foot away from him, back arched, crotch thrust
forward as she stroked her shaven vagina,"Give in to it, fuck me, we
both want it."
He shook his head and opened his mouth to respond, and as he did
she stepped forward, dropping to a knee and thrusting one of her firm tits
into his mouth. Before he even knew what he was doing, Captain Britain
was suckling at the breast, feeling a deep yearning deep within him,
wanting desperately to fuck her.
She rode her cunt up and down one thickly muscled thigh, moaning
happily as he sucked at her tit, then with a laugh she pulled away from
him, leaving him gaping stupidly, staring in shock at her.
"How do the common folk put it, Brian," laughed Psylocke, her
back to him, bending over and spreading her ass-cheeks, far out of his
reach,"Kiss my arse!"
As she laughed he felt his rage grow, and he began to...
....press his cock into Rahne's cunt, making the young Scottish
girl moan into Kitty's mouth.
Kitty's firm young tits pressed against her team-mate's, the feel
of Rahne's erect nipples digging into her own flesh an incredible turn
on for the young woman who had, just a few minutes earlier, been lamenting
how sexually promiscuous she'd become.
The two finished their kiss, lips parting, leaving a slight
trail of saliva before Rahne began to kiss down Kitty's body, pressing her
lips against her team-mates firm young breasts, sucking at the erect
nipples.
Kitty grinned lewdly and stretched her arms over her
head, spreading her thighs around Rahne's flank as the slightly younger
girl moved her mouth down her body, trailing her lips over Kitty's belly
and then down to her shaven cunt-lips.
Pete sat on his knees on the bed, distractedly stroking his
erection as he watched Rahne start to eat out his girlfriend, running
her tongue up and down between Kitty's pink, shaven pussy-lips, making
her moan happily.
"Yeah, that's it," he chuckled,"Eat her out, Rahne, stick your
tongue right up my Kitty's twat her suck her cunt!"
He didn't know why he was talking so dirty to her, it just seemed
like the right thing to do and it obviously had the right effect on
Wolfsbane, who instantly began to twist and flick her tongue up and down
Kitty's juicy slit, making Shadowcat moan happily, running her hands over
her breasts, lightly flicking her nipples before sliding them down her
flat stomach and grab the sides of Rahne's head.
Pete knew it was the right time and he moved into position behind
Rahne, her....
.... ass presented to his gaze as Psylocke teased him, rocking
her firmly curved, naked ass before her brother's gaze.
And then he was grabbing her, tearing the manacles around his
wrists apart with a roar of frustration, pulling himself to his feet as
his massive strength finally returned.
"Wha....?" gasped Psylocke, twisting around just in time to see
Brian towering up behind her, then he was knocking her to the ground,
spreading her legs with his knees and pushing her head into the ground.
"Now we'll see, bitch!" roared Brian, forgetting for the moment
that it was his sister, knowing only that she was some hot bitch that
needed a good fucking....
And Psylocke smiled as....
....he grabbed his penis in hand and pressed it against Rahne's
cunt, stroking the head up and down between her hot little pussy-lips,
making her moan with desire.
Kitty's eyes were wide, her face flushed with excitement as she
watched the innocent young Rahne Sinclair running her mouth up and down
her pussy, tongue sliding up and down, dragging between her cunt-lips,
sliding and poking up into her juicy fuck-hole. Kitty couldn't help but
thrust her hips up into Rahne's face, dragging and grinding her cunt
around the innocent young girl's face as Pete got a good grip on her
ass-cheeks and then, throwing his head back and letting out a long, low
moan, slammed forward and....
....buried his cock balls-deep into Pyslocke's asshole.
Captain Britain grasped firmly onto Psylocke's curved hips,
holding still for a few moments, slightly flexing his cock inside his
sister's cock-stuffed butt-hole before he pulled his cock slowly back
from the tight confines of her rectum, leaving only the thick head of
his cock inside of her anus before he once again plunged forward, slamming
his cock into her ass yet again, balls slapping against her shaven cunt.
"Do you like that, huh?" growled Brian, panting roughly as he
began fucking himself in and out of his sister's ass,"Not so fucking tough
now, are you!?!"
Psylocke's only response was a hiss, but her eyes were dancing
with amusement and contempt that he couldn't see.
"Well too bad," laughed Brian, feeling a giddy sense of freedom
as he butt-fucked her, all the pressures and tensions of his life lifting
for a brief moment,"Because I'm not going to....
....stop! Don't fucking stop!" panted Kitty happily, riding her
cunt up into Rahne's face with tight, grinding circles of her hips.
Rahne, for her part, was squealing with pleasure into Kitty's
cunt as she chewed and sucked on her team-mate's clit, loving the feel of
Pete's cock pounding into her pussy, fucking her cunt with long, deep
strokes that were driving her wild. Every so often she'd pull her now
drenched, juice covered face free from Kitty's pussy to cry out for more,
slamming her ass lewdly back against Pete's cock, getting as much of his
thick meat inside of her that she could.
Then she went back to eagerly tonguing her team-mate's cunt, loving
the exhilarating sense of freedom she felt from finally releasing all of
her inhibitions. She gripped Kitty's tight little ass-cheeks, squeezing
and kneading Kitty's firm little buttocks as she fucked her tongue in and
out of Shadowcat's pussy.
The flow of juices from Kitty's tight, juicy fuck-hole
were becoming more copious, but Rahne was there to gobble them all up
eagerly, tongue dragging thickly up between Kitty's pussy-lips, scooping
up the juices and swallowing them down.
Kitty's crotch was slamming and jerking around wildly, cunt
dragging over Rahne's face as she approached orgasm, jerking her crotch
up against Rahne's face, excess juices running past Rahne's lips and down
over her chin, between her ass-cheeks and down to the sheets below.
With a happy moan, Rahne slid one hand off of Kitty's ass-cheek
and moved it down into her crack, sliding her finger around Shadowcat's
anus before slowly pressing her finger deep up inside of Kitty's asshole.
Her other hand came up and several fingers slid up into Kitty's
saturated cunt, Rahne's mouth now concentrating solely on Kitty's clit,
and the combination of fingers in her cunt, one up her butt and a mouth
suckling on her clit drove Kitty wild with pleasure, blasting her over
the edge into orgasm.
As Kitty gripped roughly to Rahne's head and bounced her crotch
erratically up and down, grinding it all over the beautiful, innocent
looking girl's face, Pete continued to slam his cock hard into Rahne's
cunt, driving his prick in and out of her tightly clasping cunt.
He couldn't help but laugh as he....
....pumped in and out of her asshole, pumping rhythmically into
the clasping, buttery heat of his sister's tightly clinging rectum, his head
dizzy with exhilaration as he threw back his head and slammed again and
again into the sucking vice-like grip of Psylocke's tight little butthole.
He could hear her beginning to moan and cry out and it filled
him with a sense of incredible power, knowing that his sister, who had
captured him and taunted him, teased him and humiliated him and brought
him to the edge was now herself on the edge of orgasm, brought there by
the feel of his thick prick slicing in and out of her ass, butt-fucking her
to climax.
She was begin to hump back against him, grinding her cock-stuffed
asshole back against his plunging, fucking cock. Again and again she
slammed her ass back against him cock, moaning and crying out as he slammed
again and again into her tight little asshole.
He suddenly fell forward over her body, reaching under her to grab
her big, firm breasts and massage them, squeezing and kneading her tits
as he began making a series of short, hard thrusts in and out of her
tight anal sheath.
Laughing to himself as he heard her moans of pleasure, Brian
slid one hand off of her breasts and moved it down between her legs,
beginning to roughly stroke her....
....clitoris as he fucked her cunt, bringing closer and closer
to orgasm as Rahne continued to suck on Kitty's clit, fingers mashing
in and out of the soaked, cream filled cunt of her team-mate.
Rahne gasped with ecstasy, bouncing her ass back faster and
faster, matching Pete's cock-thrusts, each stroke forward of his met
by one back from her. His hands were running all over her plump breasts,
tweaking and tugging at her nipples as he fucked into her tight little
cunt, slapping against her tight little ass as he filled her cock again
and again and again.
"Ahhh yes! Fuck me! Yer FUCKING ME!" the Scottish beauty moaned
back at him, pulling her face from Kitty's cunt, which she had been slowly,
languidly sucking on,"FUCK ME!"
Pete just grinned, continuing to slam into her, balls slapping
against her clit as the contracting muscles of her tight little cunt
sucked back on his cock, pulling back on him every time he slid his cock
back out of her cunt.
Rahne's cries and moaned had been muffled into Kitty's cunt,
but now they built to such a pitch that they could be clearly heard,
causing a vibration of sound to shock through Kitty's cunt. Pete's
girlfriend had been content to lie back and enjoy the sensation of having
Rahne eat her out, but this drove her over the edge once again and she
climaxed, her thighs jerking up around Rahne as she pulled her face clear
for a second, mouth wide open in a wordless squeal of ecstasy as she too
came. Then she plunged her face back into Kitty's cunt as Pete worked to
slam his cock into the tightly clinging sheath of Rahne's sucking, gripping
cunt.
His balls seemed to swell as they slapped against her clit,
and then he was burying his cock fully into her cunt as he....
....prepared to cum, and then Psylocke was pulling away, Brian's
cock sliding out of her ass as she gracefully leaped into the air and landed
several feet away.
"Wha....!?! HUH? WHAT!?!" gasped Brian as Psylocke twisted around
and laughed at him, eyes twinkling with delight.
"You're pathetic!" she laughed,"Look at you!"
Brian had come too close and despite the shock he felt himself
cum, shooting his sperm onto the floor as he stared in dismay at his
sister, who was watching him blow his load with amused contempt.
"Look at you!" she laughed,"Typical repressed British upper
class! Hidden desires behind inner tension and pressures, all of it
contained behind that so-called stiff upper lip!"
"What the fuck!?!" growled Brian,"You crazy wh...."
"And then!" laughed Psylocke, interrupting him,"You lose it all
because you're sister wiggles her ass in your face!"
She turned around and bent over slightly, wiggling her still
nude ass about,"And then you think you can prove your superiority by
butt-raping your own sister!"
She giggled, then twisted around with her hand held high, changing
as she moved, her purple hair becoming red, her toned, muscular body
losing some of it's hard definition, becoming softer, creamier.
"Je... Jean Grey?" gasped Captain Britain, confused.
"No, you faggot!" laughed the red-head, sending a deep pulse of
primitive anger through Brian's body,"Not Jean Grey, Madelyne Pryor!"
She turned about and shook her naked ass at him once again,"And
you couldn't even finish the job! Inbred faggot Limey!"
With a roar Brian leaped to his feet and launched himself at
Madelyne, who faded away, leaving him to crash into the stone, his face
contorting....
....with ecstasy as he blasted his load deep into Rahne's tight
little cunt.
"Ahhh yeaahhhh!!!" cried Rahne, still cumming herself as she
felt Pete blast several thick shots of thick, ropy sperm deep up into
her spasming, juicing cunt.
They continued to fuck, ass coming back to meet hips, crotches
grinding together as her juices mixed with his sperm and she plunged
her face back into Kitty's cunt, eating out her fucker's girlfriend as
she too came.
Pete continued humping into her until finally she went limp
beneath him, and then he collapsed over her body, lying over her, cock
still planted firmly inside of her cunt, the side of her face resting
against Kitty's snatch as Shadowcat gently stroked Rahne's red-hair,
contented smiles....
....on all their faces as the image faded.
"Excellent," chuckled Shaw, rubbing his hands together,"We have
them!"
"Not all," replied Selene calmly, filing her nails,"Although
The German Witch, The Russian and The Faerie fell with no trouble, and we
were finally able to break The Jew, The Scot and The Englander, Captain
Britain still resists us."
"Madelyne is working on her now," spat Shaw,"She will break him
easily enough."
"Is that a little crush I sense, Shaw?" smirked Selene, making
Sebastian Shaw fume with indignant fury.
"In-fighting helps no one," Mastermind noted calmly,"That is where
we have always failed before, this time we must put our differences aside
to achieve our goal."
"And with our secret weapon," chuckled Tessa, who until recently
had been nothing but one of The Inner Circle's preferred fuck-toys,"We
cannot fail!"
They all turned to look at Douglock's head as it transmitted
various images via a hologram emanating from it's head. From Colossus
and Meggan's slow, passionate love-making to Captain Britain sucking on
Psylocke's cunt to the sleeping Kitty, Rahne and Pete to the sobbing,
shaking Rachel.
"What about her?" asked Mastermind tentatively,"Her power would
be all we needed to...."
"Do not ask," Tessa warned,"She is a special case, Madelyne and
myself are taking turns to break her."
"And him?" asked Selene, pointing at the image of the last member
of eXcalibur, one whom they had still not found an effective method to
break.
"He is no longer a problem," chuckled Madelyne, entering the
chamber of The Inner Circle, still nude.
"Aren't you with Captain Britain?" asked Shaw, confused as he
took in the image of Captain Britain eating out his sister's pussy.
"I am, in his mind at least," laughed Madelyne, only telling a
half lie,"And Rachel has broken, Tessa, you will not need to take the
next shift as we thought."
"Pity," replied Tessa, licking her lips lightly,"I was looking
forward to getting a go at her."
The rest of The Inner Circle all shared a smile before most of
them went back to looking at Madelyne, or more specifically her nude
body.
"Then how will you break him?" asked Selene, pointing at the
image of the last eXcalibur member,"How will you break....
....Nightcrawler."
He twisted about at the mention of his name, but he saw
nothing, he was still alone.
He had awoken in blackness, no visible walls or floors anywhere,
no ceiling or source of light. He had tried walking but with no frame
of reference hadn't gotten anywhere. He had been too concerned to try
teleporting out, as for all he knew he might appear in solid earth or
concrete. Finally time had gotten the better of his concerns and he
had attempted several bamphs! in succession, but each time he had appeared
in the same blackness, still standing on no visible floor, as if he had
gone nowhere.
He had tried ripping bits of his costume and dropping them to
the ground as a frame of reference for his jumps, but the moment they
hit just about where the floor should have been the fragments of his
uniform would just disappear.
"Nightcrawler."
Again the voice, but it seemed to come from no discernible source,
but at least he knew he wasn't imagining things anymore. There was a
voice, a female one, and it seemed familiar to him somehow, as
if perhaps....
"NIGHTCRAWLER!" snapped the voice angrily, and suddenly he was
standing in a large, carpeted room, large windows set into the far wall
shining light through, shrouding the figures standing behind the desk
in darkness,"Answer when you are spoken to, boy!"
Slowly they came into focus, and before Nightcrawler's startled
eyes he found himself facing five Nuns, and their faces were familiar to
him, he was sure that he knew....
"Rachel?" he gasped, finally recognizing the face of one of the
Nuns. It had taken him a moment, due to only her face being visible, her
hair and her figure hidden by the Nun's habit she was wearing for some
bizarre reason.
"You will call me Sister Summers, you filthy little boy!" snapped
Rachel angrily.
"What is going on here?" growled Nightcrawler,"I don't know what
kind of sick trick this is...."
"Silence ye horrid child!" snapped another nun, and to
Nightcrawler's shock he realized who it was.
"Rahne?" he gasped,"Why are you wearing a nun's habit?"
Another nun stepped forward angrily and was restrained by another,
and now Nightcrawler could tell who they all were.
"Rachel? Rahne? Meggan? Kitty? Amanda? What are you all doing?"
Rachel stepped forward angrily, grabbing Nightcrawler by his collar
and pulling him forward. For the first time, Nightcrawler realized that
he was wearing a school boy uniform, one much too small for him,
emphasizing his athletic frame and, unfortunately, his crotch.
"Listen to me, brat!" growled Rachel into his face,"You will
speak when spoken to, you will treat us with respect and you will stop
calling us by our first names!"
She had positioned herself so that her thigh was pressing into
crotch and despite the bizarre circumstance, or perhaps because of them,
his penis began to grow erect.
He had always secretly found nuns to be arousing, something he
had never been comfortable with due to his rather strict
Catholic upbringing. Now here he was with five undeniably sexy women
dressed up as nuns, and he was a school-boy? What was this, a dream? a
wet dream?
"Oh you foul little boy!" growled Rachel, eyes dipping down
as she felt his growing erection, she turned to look at the others, shouting
out,"He likes this! He's getting aroused!"
The other's rumbled in disgust, but Nightcrawler noticed that
Rachel was beginning to rub her thigh up and down over his crotch, and
a small little smile tugged up one corner of her lips.
"Sister Pryde," she instructed, talking to Kitty,"Lock the door."
Kitty moved by them, and to Nightcrawler's surprise she slid her
finger along his flank slowly before heading to the mahogany door a few
feet behind him, locking the door.
"All right, Kurt," snapped Rachel, stepping back,"Do you know
why you're here?"
The long hours spent in black nothingness were gone from
Nightcrawler's mind, his mind had fixated on the concept that he was
having some kind of wet dream. Thus, everything was okay, he could go
with it, do what he wanted, because none of it mattered, none of it was
real, it was all harmless.
"No, why am I here.... Sister Summers?" he asked.
"Several girls have reported your harassment of them," spoke
up Meggan, whom Nightcrawler had always had a thing for, and that coupled
with the nun's habit she was wearing made for a very appealing image,"That
sort of behavior is unacceptable, Kurt, how would you like it if you were
being sexually harassed?"
"I'm not sure," he replied,"I guess I wouldn't like it."
"That's right," nodded Meggan, stepping forward and grabbing
Nightcrawler's crotch, squeezing it. His eyes widened and he took an
involuntary step backwards, but she followed him, still clutching him.
"You don't like that, do you!" smiled Meggan.
Nightcrawler wasn't too sure about that, having Meggan clutching
his crotch was certainly not high up on his list 'don't likes' and when
she stepped forward and kissed the crook of his neck, he liked that even
more.
"Having sex forced on you is never pleasurable," noted Kitty,
and Rahne nodded somberly,"How do you like this?"
Both young women moved forward and began sliding their hands over
his chest, unbuttoning his too tight shirt and lightly kissing his chest,
which had a light coating of blue fur over it.
"Not so much fun now, is it Kurt?" asked Amanda, moving behind him
and nibbling at his ear,"Not all harmless, is it."
Rachel stepped up beside Amanda and tightly gripped onto Kurt's
tight buttocks, firmly squeezing them.
"To be used, your mind ignored in favor of your body. That's
not who you are, you're not just an object, but that's how you're treated."
"It's torture, isn't it?" asked Kitty, raising her head and lightly
kissing his lower lip,"Utter torture."
Nightcrawler just groaned, and the five nuns led him back to
the heavy oaken table, pressing him down on his back, slowly pulling his
clothes off, kissing him all over, nibbling at his ear, his lips, hands
sliding all over his body.
"This is what it feels like to be sexually harassed," whispered
Rachel into his ear,"Not so much fun, is it?"
"You.... you really got me..." he groaned,"I've learned my lesson."
"Not yet ye haven't," growled Rahne, pulling his pants down
past his ankles and off his feet.
"That's right, you've got a long way to go yet," laughed Rachel,
pulling her habit up over her body, revealing it in all it's nude glory,
then grabbed his already half-hard cock and began to roughly stroke him
up and down, quickly bringing him to a full erection.
She dropped her head to his lap and took his cock into her mouth,
making Nightcrawler sit up in shock, before being pushed back down onto
the desk by the four others.
"That's right," Meggan said directly into his face,"She's going
to give you oral sex and there isn't anything you can do to stop her!"
- Oh no, whatever shall I do! - thought Nightcrawler with half
a laugh, then let out a moan as Rachel slid her mouth up and down his
cock, cheeks hollowing as she sucked him off.
Meggan was on the desk, knees on either side of Kurt's face as
she lifted her habit up and over her body, also nude beneath it. Her
tight, creamy white ass was directly over Nightcrawler's face, but he
didn't notice her lowering herself down until almost the last second,
when he opened his eyes to see her bald, totally hairless pussy press
down against his mouth.
"It's about time ye got a taste of yer own medicine," Rahne
panted breathlessly, her fingers sliding over her lap, feeling herself
through the black material of her nun's habit. It wasn't enough, and
with a snort of irritation, she reached down and grabbed the hem, hiking
it up over her nude body to give her access to her pussy. Holding the
habit up, her other hand slid between her legs, cupping her cuntmound
and squeezing it, a finger sliding up between her shaven cunt-lips,
sliding in and out as she watched Meggan ride Kurt's face and Rachel
suck on Kurt's cock.
Amanda and Kitty Pryde stood beside each other, panting
breathlessly as they fingered each other's pussies through the material of
their habits, their breasts rising and falling rapidly as they watched
their team-mates/fellow nuns.
Turning to face each other at roughly the same time, Amanda just
smiled at Kitty and then they were kissing, hands sliding over each other's
bodies, cupping ass cheeks, sliding over breasts and between legs, Kitty's
powers phasing both of them through their habits which dropped to the
floor behind them.
Nightcrawler's vision was filled with Meggan's firm buttocks, a
fine sight indeed which he took a great deal of pleasure in seeing. He
had long ago had a serious crush on Meggan and even considered trying to
seduce her when she had thought Captain Britain was going to leave her.
And now he was getting to live out his fantasy, happily lapping
at her pussy as Rachel sucked on his cock, running her mouth up and down
his cock-shaft, tongue running along the underside, lips firmly wrapped
around his penis like another cunt, running up and down his prick again
and again.
Nightcrawler moaned and groaned happily into Meggan's cunt as
Rachel sucked him off, but he never allowed his eyes to leave the erotic
image of Meggan's naked ass, eyes following as she rode his face up and
down, her hands sliding up and down his stomach and chest, pressing her
large breasts together, her head thrown back and eyes rolled back in
her head as she moaned happily, pushing her bald cunt-lips down hard
against his mouth, feeling Nightcrawler slide his tongue up deep inside
of her.
As he ate Meggan out, the leader of eXcalibur reached up and
grabbed Meggan's hips to anchor him as he began to slowly, carefully,
gently slide his hips up and down, pushing his cock in and out of Rachel's
hot, sucking mouth. Rachel made no protest, just gripped Nightcrawler's
own hips, pulling her face down and deep-throating him, sucking firmly
on his cock as he ran his own tongue up between Meggan's cunt-lips,
sucking her juices hungrily down.
Rachel pumped her mouth up and down eagerly onto Nightcrawler's
cock as he made his lips buzz, sending a vibration throughout The Faerie's
cunt, making her squeal with pleasure and grind herself down onto his
face.
After suckling at his cock for a few minutes, driving Nightcrawler
wild, Rachel pulled her mouth up until only the head of his cock remained
between her lips. She made her mouth into a O, then with her eyes rolled
up to take in the sight of Meggan's magnificent nudity, began to quickly
run her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, fingers of one hand
tickling his balls while the fingers of her other hand thrust between her
legs, jerking herself off.
Meggan tweaked and rubbed her nipples, pulling on them, sliding
her hand over her large breasts, moaning happily as she ground her cunt
over Kurt's face, hand coming off of one breast and sliding down over her
flat stomach, rubbing at her clit as she locked eyes with Rachel, who
was bobbing her head up and down over Nightcrawler's crotch, her sexy mouth
sliding over the length of his shaft again and again.
Every time she pulled back, she would run her tongue all around
the head of his penis before taking him fully into her mouth again, the
light blue fur covering his skin warm against her nose.
Meggan grinned as she noted the thrusts of Nightcrawler's cock
into Rachel's mouth were in a rough counterpoint to the thrusts of his
tongue into her own pussy. She grinned, lifting her ass up and then
pressing it back down, making small, grinding circles over his face,
using his mouth, tongue, chin and nose to bring her off. Her juices
were flowing copiously, dripping down his face and into his mouth, the
German sucking them up greedily.
Nightcrawler was loving the delicious wet heat against his face,
coupled with the feel of Rachel's mouth around his cock and the moans
coming from both of them, as well as the gasps and moans from the other
three beautiful women.
Meggan's moans in particular were becoming louder, more erratic
as she ground her cunt up and down Nightcrawler's face, the leader of
eXcalibur sliding his tongue in and out of her gooey snatch as she rode
his face. Her legs had spread wide on either side of his face, pressing
her cunt more firmly against his mouth, grinding down onto him, her juices
flowing steadily, running over his face and chin when he didn't catch them
in time, gulping them down like water.
He ran his tongue up and down between Meggan's bald snatch over
and over, darting it in and out with natural talent coupled with skill
and years of practice.
Meggan's upper body was twisting about, her fingers rubbing
furiously at her erect clit, her beautiful blonde hair now plastering to
her glistening skin or swinging about her head as she writhed about on
top of his face. She humped her tight, firm ass up and down in small,
wild circles against his face, forcing more of his tongue deep into her
juicy slit.
Her eyes remained locked on Rachel's own, which were alight with
amused delight as she watched The Faerie wriggling about on Nightcrawler's
face, driving her cunt over his mouth as she squealed and gasped in
utter sexual pleasure. Her large, heaving breasts were bouncing up and
down, glistening with sweat, her pink nipples erect with desire as she
tweaked and twisted one with her free hand, the other playing madly with
her clitoris.
Nightcrawler dragged his tongue roughly, lewdly, up between her
cunt-lips with broad strokes before narrowing the pink flesh and jamming it
as far up Meggan's snatch as he could. This was helped by Meggan, who
humped her ass up and down, her firm ass-cheeks slapping against his
face as she fucked herself onto his tongue.
"Cu.... cum.... cumming!" cried Meggan breathlessly and slammed
her cunt hard into Nightcrawler's face, burying his mouth and some of
his aquiline nose into her pussy as she came, blasting streams of juicy
cunt-cream into his mouth which he eagerly lapped up.
Rachel grinned at the erotic sight of Meggan cumming into Kurt's
mouth, then pulled her mouth off of his cock and with athletic grace
braced her hands on the desk and vaulted up, straddling his thighs for
a second before positioning her cunt over his cock, waiting for Meggan
to slide her cunt off of Nightcrawler's face so he could see what was
coming.
"This is what it's like to be used," laughed Rachel, and then
lowered herself down over his cock, making him groan with pleasure,"How
do you like this....
....faggot!" laughed Madelyne, her face disappearing as Captain
Britain's fists smashed into the stone brick wall where her visage had
been moments before,"Is that the best you can do? I'd call you a mother
fucker but I know that's not the family member you're interested in,
are you you sick fuck!?!"
Brian twisted around with a roar, spotting her staring at him
from down on the floor. He lifted his leg high with a snarl and smashed
it down into the floor, crushing the hard material, Madelyne's image
faded and gone.
"Come on, try a little harder!" laughed Madelyne,"Or do you only
get hard when you're around your sister?"
Captain Britain snarled angrily, clenching his fists, the ends of
his finger-nails actually cutting into his....
....hands sliding over each other's bodies as Kitty and Amanda
kissed passionately, tongues sliding past each other, tasting themselves
as they dropped first to their knees, then to their sides on the plushly
carpeted floor, making out as they rubbed their firm, naked young bodies
against each other.
They rolled over, Amanda beneath Kitty, and the younger woman
slid down the witch's body, cupping her large breasts in hand, squeezing
them together as she sucked on first one, then the other nipple. She
worked on those for a few minutes, making Amanda groan happily, stretching
her body taut as the sexy Shadowcat suckled on her nipples. Then she
continued down, kissing over Amanda's flat stomach and past the thin red
rectangle of red pubic hair before gently kissing her shaven vaginal
lips. Amanda giggled happily as Kitty nuzzled at her pussy, then moaned
sharply as the other girl pulled away and sat up between Amanda's parted
legs.
With a lewd grin, Kitty lifted Amanda's leg, spreading it wide
as she slid her own legs around it, pressing her cunt firmly against
Amanda's, making the other woman gasp with pleasure at the wet heat of
Kitty's cunt against her own pussy.
The two of them started at some unseen signal, pushing forward and
back against each other's cunt, rubbing together, grinding back and forth,
their cunt-lips pressing and rubbing against each other hard, sending
pulses of sexual pleasure throughout their nervous systems, making their
entire bodies buzz with sexual pleasure.
Kitty threw her head back, moaning happily as she locked her
arms into place, supporting her weight as she shoved her chest forward
and hunched her ass up, her tight buttocks contracting and loosening as
she scissored her cunt against Amanda's. The two women slid their pussies
back and forth against each other, their twisting and grinding becoming
smoother as their juices began to flow more copiously, their fuckholes
oozing cunt-cream as they brought each other off.
Watching the erotic tableau before Rahne - Kitty and Amanda
scissoring each other's cunts, Meggan cumming into Nightcrawler's mouth
while Rachel fucked herself onto his cock - was driving her wild with
voyeuristic pleasure. The innocent young Scottish girl giggled naughtily,
sliding one glistening finger between her cunt-lips, her hand cupping her
mound, squeezing it roughly, pumping her young cunt with her fingers as
she bit on her lower lip, watching her friends and team-mates fucking
each other.
She slid another finger up into her cunt, laughing gustily, guilt
free at the lewd pleasures she was feeling. For someone who had led
such a repressed lifestyle for so long, the opportunity to break free and
let loose was an exhilarating sensation.
"I can feel my cunt!" she giggled, loving using the dirty, naughty
words she'd been taught never to use,"My snatch is hot and tight and wet
and juicy around my fingers!"
She lifted her other hand up and cupped one small, firm breast,
rubbing the knuckles of her fingers on either side of her nipple, tweaking
and pulling at it as she frigged her pussy. Her mouth was slightly
parted, breath coming fast as she enjoyed the feel of her own sexy young
body.
Her hips rolled back and forth, moaning and groaning happily as
she watched Kitty and Amanda grinding their cunts together, Rachel's tight
ass contracting as she rode up and down on Nightcrawler's cock while the
German leader of their team continued to slowly, greedily eat out Meggan's
pussy. Rahne giggled, feeling a flush of pleasure sweep through her body
as she imagined herself in any one of their positions. Getting eaten out
by Nightcrawler, eating out Meggan, fucking herself onto Nightcrawler's
cock, grinding her cunt against Amanda's or Kitty's, the lewd thoughts
drove her wild with desire as she expertly twisted her fingers in and
out of her cunt, pressing the knuckle of one thumb against her
clit, grinding and rubbing her lovebutton, masturbating herself, fucking
her fingers in and out of her cunt as she rolled her hips in small circles,
emulating fucking herself onto a cock.
A few feet away, Kitty continued to thrust her hips forward faster
and faster, grinding her cunt against Amanda's, their juices running all
over each other's buttocks, thighs and crotches. Sweat glistened over
their bodies, their breasts shaking and bouncing along with their bodies
as their levels of arousal grew higher and higher, moving towards orgasm
as they pumped their cunts against each other.
The two beautiful women lunged their bodies together, sliding
the cunt-lips over and between each other, stroking each other's clits
against the other, their legs kicking involuntarily as they approached
orgasm. Amanda had dropped onto her back, her hands clutching her breasts,
squeezing and kneading her large tits as she tweaked and pinched at her
nipples.
Kitty for her part was now sitting right up, her finger slamming
roughly over her clit, stroking and rubbing at it as she skid her juicy
cunt up and down, all around over Amanda's. With a grunt of pleasure,
she pressed her other hand down on Amanda's clit, stroking and twisting
her love button as well, eyes fixated on the erotic image of their cunts
slamming and twisting against each other.
"Ahhh fuck!" moaned Kitty,"It's toooo good!"
"YESSSSsssssssss!!" was Amanda's only reply, and then the two
were roughly thrusting their cunts hard against each other, their clits
grinding together as Kitty lifted her hands to grab her good sized breasts,
squeezing them excitedly as they went over the edge, orgasming noisily
as their juices burst out, mixing together as they continued to slide
their pussies over each other, their backs arched as they clutched firmly
to their breasts, eyes squeezed shut as they lifted their tight, firm
buttocks into the air, ass-cheeks compacting against each other.
Finally they collapsed, legs draped over each other, gently
squeezing their breasts, sliding the fingers ever so slightly over their
nipples as they moaned happily, their juicy snatches still pressing
slightly against each other.
Meggan moved by them, crawling on all fours, her ass swaying
erotically as she moved towards Rahne, who was leaning against the wall,
fucking herself with her fingers.
Kitty reached out with a hand and lightly brushed Meggan's buttocks,
but The Faerie ignored her, all her attention for the moment on....
....destroying that evil fucking whore!
Again and again Captain Britain tries to smash his fist through
Madelyne's laughing face, to put an end to her mocking, taunting voice
forever. But everytime he was just a fraction of a second too late, the
red head laughingly disappearing, only to reappear to shout her obscenities
at him.
He was in a blind rage, worked up into a lather by her mocking
words, and he wasn't thinking of anything but getting his hands on her
and....
....fucking her brains out, that was all Nightcrawler could think
of as he slammed his crotch up to meet Rachel's, his cock slamming over
and over into the beautiful red-heads cunt.
Rachel had her head thrown back, fingers gently running along the
underside of her breasts as she gently flicked her head from side to
side, enjoying the feel of Nightcrawler's cock sliding in and out of her
pussy. She tweaked her nipples, shudders of pleasure coursing through her
body, then lowered herself down over him as he leaned up, pressing her
breasts together with her hands and feeding her tits to him, letting him
suck on her nipples.
As Nightcrawler grabbed her tits in hand and hungrily suckled on
them, Rachel reached behind herself and parted her tight buttocks, spreading
her ass-cheeks wide as she began to quickly slide her cunt up and down
over his glistening, lubricated cock-shaft.
She gyrated her hips in tight little circles, applying delicious
pressure/pleasure onto Nightcrawler's cock as she squeezed her ass, then
ran her hands up his flank and cupped the sides of his head, pulling his
mouth up to kiss her. Their tongues slid past each other as they tasted
each others mouth, then she was leaning back, sliding her hands through
her red hair and arching her back, her large breasts bouncing up and
down as she rode Nightcrawler's cock, fucking herself up and down onto
him.
She was gasping and moaning with pleasure all ready, Nightcrawler's
lengthy prick slicing in and out of her pussy again and again. She was
lifting her ass high, pounding it back down on top of him, grinding her
cunt around the base of his prick before lifting herself back up, her
cunt-lips gripping hungrily to his cock.
Nightcrawler was flushed and giddy, his head spinning with mad
thoughts as his cock was engulfed again and again into Rachel Summer's
delicious, sucking snatch.
"Oh yes! YES! YESYESYESYESye...ssss.sss.s.ss!" hissed Rachel
with pleasure, sucking her lower lip in as she slammed her cunt down
hard onto Nightcrawler's cock, grinding against him as her fingers shot
down to slide roughly over her clit, rubbing it furiously as she drove
her cunt roughly over the base of Nightcrawler's cock. Her juices exploded
from her cunt as she screamed in orgasm, her cunt squeezing hungrily onto
his cock, squeezing and milking him as she pulled herself high again,
still furiously fingering her clit, then dropped back onto him again,
burying his cock fully inside of her cunt as she ground her cunt hard into
his crotch, firm ass-cheeks pressing against the insides of his thighs.
After several repeats of this, she let loose a soft moan and
dropped forward, her large breasts squashing against his toned, athletic
chest, his blue fur soft and warm against her naked flesh. She cooed
happily, lightly kissing his cheek as he stroked her hair and smiled,
his cock still hard and erect inside of her.
He had felt on the verge of breaking himself, but something had
kept him from cumming, made him hold back something at the last second,
and despite the undeniable pleasure of still being inside of Rachel, her
breasts squashed against his chest, he now knew he was past any danger
of cumming.
The two lay there, their panting, harsh breathing joining the
slightly smoother breathing of Amanda and Kitty and the soft moans coming
from Rahne. With a slight groan, Nightcrawler looked up and was greeted
with the delicious sight of....
....Madelyne's laughing face as she hurled more obscenities at
him.
"SHUT UP YOU BITCH!" roared Captain Britain, driven nearly insane
with rage,"JUST SHUT UP!"
This was accompanied by him smashing his fists into the floor,
sending splinters of stone and rock flying as he crushed the hard stone
with his fists.
All around him, Madelyne's laughing image was everywhere, pointing
at him, whispering to herself and giggling, her eyes mocking him
everywhere that he looked.
Brian burst into tears at the overwhelming magnitude of it all and
Madelyne couldn't help but smile to herself, soon, soon it would all come
to fruition and their plans could be realized.... and then of course, her
plan would be put into action.
"Little cry-baby want his Mother?" giggled Madelyne, then grinned
sarcastically,"Or would he prefer his sister?"
"BITCH!" roared Captain Britain, throwing his arms wide, trying
to grab at the insubstantial images of Madelyne floating all about him.
- That's it, - Madelyne chuckled to herself, - Just get a little
bit angrier, just that little bit madder. -
And that's just what Brian did, throwing his hands....
....to either side of Meggan's head, pushing her face firmly
against her cunt.
"Oh yeah, yeah!" moaned Rahne happily, pumping her cunt into
Meggan's face, pressing against her mouth as The Faerie happily ate her
out.
Kitty had pulled herself away from Amanda and with a grin had slid
behind Rahne, who had stepped forward away from the wall. Grabbing the
young Scottish girl's ass firmly in hand, she parted her buttocks and
pressed her face forward, lewdly licking at Rahne's buttocks before pressing
her tongue firmly into Wolfsbane's asshole.
"ACH! OH YES!" moaned Rahne happily, pushing her crotch firmly
against Meggan's face momentarily, then pressing her ass back to get more
of Kitty's tongue up her ass.
Nightcrawler grinned and sat up on the desk, noting Amanda lying
on her stomach, her tight ass presented to him as she watched Meggan and
Kitty orally pleasuring Rahne. He chuckled and dropped down beside her,
startling her momentarily.
"Kurt!" she started, the pretense of nun's and schoolboy long
since gone,"You surprised me!"
He just grinned, and her gaze dropped down to his still erect
penis, which made her grin.
"Is that for me?" she asked.
"It's all yours," replied Nightcrawler with a broad grin, and
with a chuckle Amanda slid around and grabbed his prick in hand, engulfing
it in her mouth as she quickly deepthroated him.
As he moaned in pleasure, Rachel sat up and prepared to join one
of the groups, until a hand restrained her.
"What?" she asked, turning to take in a strangely familiar figure.
"Times up, Rachel," the man said with a small smile,"It's time
for you to go."
"You? You're...."
"Paradox," he replied with a sigh,"Really, you people insist on
me having a name and then you can't even remember it!"
Rachel's arousal had faded and now she took in the scene before
her not with excitement but shock and disgust.
"What are they doing!" she gasped,"That's not...."
"Oh shut up," muttered Paradox irritably,"Is that all you people
ever do? Talk?"
And with that the two of them were gone.
Meggan munched hungrily at Rahne's snatch, while Kitty licked and
probed at Wolfsbane's asshole. The two were driving the young Scottish
girl crazy with pleasure, eating out her pussy and her asshole as they also
fingered their own clits, their hands sticky and juicy from jerking
themselves off.
Off to the side, Amanda had finished sucking off Nightcrawler,
removing the last remnants of Rachel's pussy-juices as well. Now she
lay before him, legs spread on either side of his hips. He himself was
sitting on his ass, legs forming a v spreading out around her, stroking
his cock as she lowered her legs down over his thighs, which lifted her
crotch up to just the right position to accept his cock.
He positioned the head of his cock just before her shaven cunt,
then slightly pressed his hips forward, his cock sliding quickly into her
cunt, filling her fully as he moaned with pleasure at the tight, wet heat
of her snatch.
He gripped her hips firmly, pulling her up and down along the
carpet, which under normal circumstances would have given her intense
burns. These could hardly be called normal circumstances, however, and
she had no complaints as he pulled her forward again, then pushed her back,
fucking her onto his cock, making slight thrusts with his own hips to
pound himself in and out of her, fucking his girlfriend as beside them
Meggan and Kitty ate out Rahne's pussy and asshole.
Nightcrawler moaned happily, loving as always the feel of Amanda's
snatch squeezing down around his shaft, her cunt wrapped around his meat
with vice-like intensity. He pulled her back and forward, thrusting his
own hips back and forth with less intensity, his cock sliding in and out
of her cunt over and over, his balls slapping against her ass as he fucked
into her with long, slow strokes.
His cock plunged again and again into tight little fuckhole,
ramming into her snatch, pulling firmly back, pulling her cunt-lips out,
slamming them back again as he thrust back into her.
Amanda bucked her hips up to meet every thrust of his cock, her
hands squeezing her breasts, twisting and tweaking her nipples as her
body was slid back and forth across the carpet. Her tight ass squirmed
about on the carpet beneath them as she arched her back and jerked her
hips around, thrusting her cunt up at his at varying angles, causing
untold levels of pleasure to pass through her body as he fucked her
hard.
Amanda moaned happily, tugging at her nipples as she felt his
cock pumping in and out of her cunt. He had pulled her hard up against
his cock, burying his prick balls deep into her pussy, now making short,
hard little thrusts into her, staring at her face, which was flushed with
desire as she rolled her eyes back in her head, sucked in her lower lip
and then let out a long, low moan of sexual desire. Her body shook with
each inward thrust of his cock into her cunt, she was moaning and moaning,
crying out in pleasure as Nightcrawler fucked her, her nipples aching
with pleasure as she came, kicking her legs up on either side of his
body, pushing her hips forward to grind her cunt violently against his
crotch, her juices exploding out around his cock, flooding down her own
thighs and into the carpet.
Nightcrawler continued to pound deep into her pussy, grinding the
base of his cock against her cunt, his balls slapping against her ass-cheeks
as he threw back his head and moaned with pleasure, feeling his own
orgasm coming...
- WAIT! -
The overwhelming thought causing Nightcrawler's body to lock
up, frozen in place with his cock planted deep in Amanda Sefton's pussy,
and then the need had passed. He was sweating and panting, he felt more
tired than he ever had, but he knew it would soon pass, he hadn't cum
and would soon be able to continue.
He shifted his body, throwing his legs out behind him as he
lowered himself over Amanda's body, his cock thrusting deep inside of
her as he slowly suckled at her breasts. He did this for a few moments
until he felt slightly more energized, then rolled off of her and lay on
his back, breathing softly before he took in a sight which got him going
again.
Kitty and Meggan had gotten Rahne into such a stupor that she had
lost the ability to stand, and they'd dropped her to the floor, onto her
stomach. As Meggan played with the young Scottish girl's breasts, sucking
and squeezing on them, Kitty was on all fours, her cute ass presented to
Nightcrawler's gaze as she continued to eat out Rahne's asshole.
He grinned, seeing Kitty not as the sweet thirteen year old
girl that had joined The X-Men, but the hot, sexy 20 year old that any
man in their right mind would want to fuck.
The blue furred elf moved up behind her, sliding his hands between
Shadowcat's legs, cupping her cunt mound as she moaned into Rahne's ass
and helpfully spread her own legs.
"So beautiful," moaned Nightcrawler, grabbing his cock with his
other hand and moving up behind her, pressing the head of his cock into
her cunt, sliding it up and down between her cunt-lips.
"Mmmmmmm," moaned Kitty happily as she felt Nightcrawler tease
her, she pulled her tongue out of Rahne's ass and turned her head, licking
her lips before moaning at him,"Fuck me, Kurt, fuck me hard!"
He just nodded and she smiled before dropping her face back into
Rahne's ass as Nightcrawler....
....smashed his fist through the stone, tearing it from the wall,
smashing his other fist in and widening the hole, tearing out huge chunks
of rock with his bare hands.
"I'll get you, you bitch!" roared Captain Britain, punching...
....into Kitty's cunt again and again, she was moaning and crying
out happily, loving the feel of his cock pushing inside of her, filling
her entirely as she was fucked by only her third lover, feeling not a
moments guilt at what she was doing.
"So tight!" moaned Nightcrawler as he pressed up against her tight
little ass, pushing her forward into Rahne's ass, muffling Kitty's own
cries of passion.
He pulled back with a groan, her tight cunt sucking back on him,
pulling him back in as he slammed his cock forward into her cunt yet
again. He fucked her with steadily quickening strokes of his cock, pushing
in and out of Shadowcat's tight little pussy.
The feel of pressing up against Kitty's tight little butt was
beyond description for Nightcrawler, never had he felt such pleasure,
a cunt so tight, so sweet, so cinching. He gripped firmly onto her hips,
making long, hard strokes into Kitty Pryde's tight pussy.
Kitty was moaning with pleasure into Rahne's ass,
pleasure coursing throughout her body, her erect nipples dragging along
the carpet. Her pussy was buzzing with sensation, her clit on fire with
pleasure, cunt gripping tightly onto his fucking cock-shaft.
She thrust her ass back with a long, low moan of pleasure which
vibrated throughout Rahne's asshole, Kitty's cunt sucking his cock back
inside of her. He fucked her faster and faster, harder and harder,
pushing his hips against her tight little butt and then pulling back out,
slamming into Kitty's cunt again and again.
He arched his back, throwing his head back and slamming his
hips forward, grinding his cock against her tight little butt as he
crammed every inch of his cock into her juicy snatch. Kitty lifted her
head out of Rahne's ass and let loose a long, primal scream of ecstasy
as she came, her juices blasting out around his cock, her tight ass
slapping back against his hips, the young girl frigging her clit madly
as she came, dragging her nipples up and down along the carpet, shaking
her head, mouth wide open and eyes rolled back in her head.
Again Nightcrawler held himself back at the last moment, letting
his potential orgasm subside, and when he felt that he was sufficiently
recovered he lowered himself over Kitty's body, his cock still stuffed
inside of her cunt, and rested his head over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" he chuckled, nibbling her ear as he listened
to the erotic sound of her eating out Rahne,"Tell me."
"I'm..." moaned Kitty, pulling her face away,"I'm eating out
Rahne's asshole."
Nightcrawler moaned happily, then turned his gaze to Rahne's
hot ass, just a few inches away.
- You know what you have to do, - a voice whispered in
his head - You know....
....what you have to do - Madelyne whispered in Captain Britain's
mind, careful to disguise her voice to sound like his. In his maddened
state he could easily turn his rage on himself if he thought she was in
his mind, and she didn't want him dead, she needed him to finish things
off for her, put an end to The Inner Circle's plans and supply her with
a way out to help her with her own plans.
"Gotta get them!" growled the mad Captain Britain, tearing into
the rock and tearing the wall away, tearing through to daylight outside,
green grass and sunny skies,"WHERE ARE THEY!"
- This way - Maddie whispered, directing him to where she knew
The Inner Circle would be watching the orgy with voyeuristic, lustful
arrogance, thinking their plans were coming to fruition.
"That way," growled Captain Britain angrily, tossing aside a
startled masked guard who got into his way,"This....
....is going to be fun!" laughed Nightcrawler, pressing his
cock forward, feeling her asshole give, the tight muscles of her anal
sheath opening before him.
Rahne's eyes were wide with the pleasant surprise, she had only
just recently admitted to herself her lust to be butt-fucked, and now she
was going to get a second go in the same day!
Nightcrawler gritted his teeth, clutching Wolfsbane's hips tightly
as he pushed inch after inch of his cock into her lubricated asshole. Her
butthole was just so tight, her sphincter parting, then closing around,
every inch of his butt-fucking prick.
"Oh your ass is so hot, so tight!" moaned Nightcrawler,"Do you
like it, Rahne? Tell me, tell me how you like it!"
"Oh yes, I love it, yer fucking me ass!" cried Wolfsbane,"Buttfuck
me, Nightcrawler, buttfuck me!"
Hearing the innocent looking girl scream such obscenities was
incredibly erotic, driving Nightcrawler mad with desire as he fucked his
cock deep into Rahne's ass, getting as much of his cock inside of her
asshole as he was able, then grabbing her hips and holding her in place
as he pulled back out of her.
He braced her with his hand, then pushed his cock forward once
again, this time burying himself balls-deep into Rahne's tight little
asshole. He held himself inside of her for a few moments, both of them
sucking in their breath before he started up again, slowly, carefully
sliding his cock in and out of her asshole, setting up a steady motion
that was driving them both....
....wild with rage as he smashed through the walls, shocking
the members of The Inner Circle who sat around Douglock's head, watching
the erotic tableau before them.
"Braddock!" gasped Shaw as Captain Britain charged forward in
a rage, naked as the day he was born, making him seem even more like an
animal.
"GET HIM!" cried Pierce, leaping forward towards Captain Britain
who indifferently swung an arm, backhanding Pierce and knocking him back
across the table, knocking over Tessa.
Selene let loose a scream to chill the soul and launched herself
through the air at Brian, who caught her by the throat and tossed her
behind him, knocking her into the wall and winding her.
Brian angrily approached Shaw, who stood defiant at the head of
the table.
"That won't work on me, Braddock," growled Shaw,"I absorb kinetic
energy and add it to my own bio-mass, remember, so anything you hit me
with, I hit you back with just as hard!"
Brian kept approaching, so Shaw tried a different tack.
"We're not on your beloved Isles now, Braddock, we're on a private
island in the Pacific Ocean, hundreds of miles from anywhere, you won't
be able to match me."
Selene shook her head with a moan, cast a swiftly appraising
look over the situation, then faded into blackness, disappearing from
the room.
Brian had paused in place, as if considering, and it was at this
point that Shaw said the worst possible thing he could have.
"There's a good lad, let's take you back to your cell and you'll
soon forget about all this..." he allowed a small smile,"Maybe we can
organize another visit from your sister!"
Brian let loose a roar and charged forward, slamming his shoulder
into Shaw, smashing him against the far wall. Even as The Black King was
falling to the ground his short was ripping open as his musculature
expanded, but he never got a chance to use it. Brian grabbed him roughly
around the neck and lifted him up, then smashed him with a vicious left
that sent him flying through the wall, over the island and out to sea....
hundreds of miles from anywhere.
Pierce had gotten back up and with a roar he charged Brian from
behind, who twisted and caught his hand in a vice-like grip, squeezing
the cybernetic man's metallic hand, crushing it with a....
....vice-like grip of her asshole around Nightcrawler's cock
as he pumped in and out of Rahne's butt.
He fucked in and out of Rahne Sinclair's ass, loving the
incredible heat and tightness of her rectum with each and every
thrust, his cock throbbing with pleasure as he buttfucked him young
female team-mate.
He plunged in and out of her, fucking her ass faster and hard,
loving not just the feel of butt-fucking her, but the sound of her moaning
and crying out with pleasure. She was unashamedly masturbating herself,
fucking her cunt with her fingers, which plunged deeply into her juicy
The friction of Rahne's tight little anal passage around his
meat was driving Nightcrawler mad with desire, slamming himself in and
out of her tight little asshole, his hands roughly squeezing her small,
firm breasts with his hands as he slammed in and out of her hot little
ass, butt-fucking her with hard, fast strokes as she madly frigged herself,
her juices running over her fingers and down her thighs, dripping onto
the carpet.
Nightcrawler arched his back and let out a long, low growl as he
slammed his hips forward against her ass-cheeks, burying the full length
of his cock inside of her ass as his crotch ground wetly against her
tight buttocks.
She screamed in pleasure and came, her body seizing up, every
muscle locking into place as her asshole somehow, impossibly, got even
tighter around his cock. Nightcrawler slammed forward again, once more
getting every inch into her butt as her juices sprayed out of her cunt,
all out over her fingers, running down the back of her thighs and the front
of Nightcrawlers, causing a wet slapping sound as he continued to fuck
her asshole. He pushed fully into her and ground his cock against her
ass, groaning happily, his eyes rolled back in his head as.....
....he pulled the golden head out of the outlet set into the
table. Instantly the lights in the room flickered and shifted, and then
the very walls around them changed from oaken panels to cool
white linoleum.
"What the fuck?" growled Captain Britain, much of his madness
subsided following the beating he had handed out to The Inner Circle,
no longer feeding itself after Madelyne had stopped telepathically goading
him.
"Perhaps I can explain," said the head in his hand, shocking Brian
into dropping the head.
"What the fuck are you?" he gasped, not usually given to crudity
but then, given the circumstances.
"I the fuck am Douglock," replied Douglock smoothly, who was also
not given much to crudity, but then, given the circumstances.
"Yeah yeah, one of The Phalanx, right," muttered Brian, whose mind
still felt a little befuddled,"But a good guy."
"That's right," replied Douglock,"Would you mind picking me up,
it's not the best vantage point here."
Brian lifted Douglock's head up and, for want of anything better
to do, tucked him under his arm.
"Have any chains to rattle?" Douglock inquired.
"What?" muttered Brian distractedly.
"Sorry, seems you have less of a sense of humor than I usually
do."
"What's going on?" snapped Brian, confused at the change in their
surroundings. They still appeared to be on the island, but rather than a
luxurious playhouse for the rich, they now appeared to be in a similar
structure to the old labs and prison sections of Muir Isle.
"The Inner Circle were using me to power this station, which
they were using for psychiatric conditioning, apparently one of their
new members had discovered a way to change the self-replicating Trans-Mode
Virus in my system into a power source."
"Which member?" asked Brian.
"Why...." Douglock paused, and one eye narrowed slightly,"I can't
remember... that's impossible."
"Was it..." started Brian, but he couldn't complete the sentence,
he just couldn't remember the name of the woman he wanted to name, even his
image of her was getting blurry and faded, despite the fact she had spent
much of the last few hours abusing and taunting him,"I can't remember
either."
They moved through into a new corridor and Brian stopped in
surprise, taking in the unexpected sight before him.
There were a number of tubes set into the wall, one between
each clear, square room that ran down the long corridor. Each room had
a sheet of glass for the wall facing them, and all were empty except the
one directly in front of them. Floating naked in two of the tubes,
unconscious, were Piotr Nikoleivitch and Peter Wisdom, and inside the
room their tubes flanked were Nightcrawler, Wolfsbane, Shadowcat, Meggan
and Amanda Sefton, naked and apparently engaged in a sexual orgy, their
bodies wrapped around each other, coupled up in various
different combinations.
As they watched, shocked, they saw Nightcrawler stiffen and
heard him groan out,"Finally" before he slammed his hips forward, his
ass tensing as he obviously blasted his load into Wolfsbane's asshole,
which he had been fucking.
"What the hell is this?" gasped Brian, noticing that they all wore
white goggles which covered their eyes, and several spots on their bodies
had small, white sensors placed on them.
"This is their psychiatric conditioning," replied
Douglock smoothly,"Isn't it....
....a hoot!" chuckled Paradox as he watched Brian place Douglock's
head into an outlet in the wall, the Phalanx tapping into the system and
shutting down the Techno-Pathic system which Madelyne had been running
with only some slight help from Tessa.
"What is this all in aid of?" gasped Rachel with growing horror,
horror of both what had been forced on her friends and also what this
man/monster/demon who was her captor seemed capable of,"What can any of
this achieve?"
"Oh it's a long term thing, sweetheart," chuckled Paradox, waving
his hand and clearing the image of the orgy away just as the others had
been coming out of it, realizing just where they were,"It's all building
to something but I have to keep it on the Q.T, or else it won't be as
much fun."
"Fun? FUN!" yelled Rachel incredulously,"Is this all a game to
you?"
"Yes," replied Paradox with a smile.
"You're mad," she whispered,"You can't think you can get away
with this, they'll come after you, they'll want to find me...."
"No they won't," interrupted Paradox, sounding bored,"You're lost
to time, you're only here because I needed you here for something I have
planned a little later on. Believe me, they'll forget you were ever
there."
"Even if that was true," growled Rachel,"They'll know that The
Inner Circle had help on this, they'll find Madelyne Pryor and then they'll
find you...."
"Oooh I'm shivering," laughed a female voice, and Madelyne stepped
up beside Paradox, sliding her arm around his waist. He grinned and leaned
down to kiss her softly on her cheek.
"Glad you could make it, Jean, I was just explaining that..."
"DON'T CALL HER JEAN!" roared Rachel angrily, and Paradox and
Madelyne looked taken aback for a moment before they started laughing
at her.
"But she is Jean Grey," laughed Paradox,"She comes from
an Alternate Earth where she was quite evil, and they chased her out."
"I was all alone for such a long time," chuckled Madelyne,"Until
I found a planet where a clone of myself was regarded as close to a God,
so I took on her identity and said I had risen from the ashes."
"Now she rules Earth 998," laughed Paradox,"But my little Jeannie
isn't happy with one Earth, she wants them all!"
"You're both mad!" sobbed Rachel, tears running down her cheek,"You
can't get away with this! There are consequences and repercussions, doing
something like this...."
"That's the beauty, my dear," laughed Paradox,"There isn't, and
there won't be until my plan comes to fruition. Until it does, I can
do anything to these people, fuck them, rape them, beat them, make them
hated, loved, disappear, I can do it all and things will just continue
on like they always were."
"There's a status quo in this Universe,
darling," chuckled Jean/Madelyne,"It won't be broken, not until Paradox
is able to break it...."
"And break it I will," giggled Paradox, leaving Rachel in no
doubt that he was, in fact, quite mad.
".... and until he does," continued Jean/Madelyne,"Nothing will
ever have any consequence."
"Watch," laughed Paradox, swiping his hand up and creating an
image of the island where eXcalibur had been captured,"The outcome is
always the same, one of them will pose bravely on a hill with their hair
whipping in the wind and say they learnt something new about themselves
this day, and that perhaps they'll never be the same, then they'll go on
with their lives as if nothing had ever happened."
"I pick Captain Britain," giggled Jean/Madelyne, Paradox grinned
and shook his head.
"No, I think....
Nightcrawler stood bravely on a hill overlooking the Pacific
Ocean, his hair whipping in the wind as behind him S.H.I.E.L.D scientists
looked over the technological marvel of The Inner Circle's Techno-Pathic
Facility, while soldiers oversaw the handling of prisoners, mainly the
masked Hellfire Club guards, joined by Tessa and Pierce, whose body had
been almost entirely crushed at Captain Britain's hands.
"We learnt something new about ourselves this day," Nightcrawler
said, eXcalibur assembled behind him,"Perhaps we'll never be the same
again."
"It's important we don't let it get to us," whispered Meggan,
her head resting on Brian's shoulder,"We have to move on with our lives."
"I feel so guilty," sobbed Rahne, whom Kitty attempted
to comfort,"The things I did, what I said... how could I be so.... I'm
sorry!"
They gathered around Rahne and hugged her, knowing that as long
as they were all together, nothing could tear them apart or drive a
wedge between them or ever make them....
....forget you, you know they have," whispered Jean/Madelyne into
Rachel's ear.
Rachel said nothing, but Madelyne knew she had struck a chord
with the girl, and she turned and moved away into the seemingly eternal
blackness where Paradox waited.
"What will you do with her?" she asked him.
"When the time comes, she will be integral to my plans," replied
Paradox. He stopped to look at a watch which hadn't been on his wrist
a moment before and smiled,"I just realized, I was beaten in New York
just an hour ago."
Jean/Madelyne just shook her head, having long ago given up
trying to understand the way his mind worked. He was as he
said, a Paradox.
"Remember our deal," Jean/Madelyne warned,"When the time for your
plan comes, I get Nate Grey."
"Of course," chuckled Paradox,"What would I need him for! He's
all yours."
Jean/Madelyne grinned, then rose up on her tip-toes to kiss his
cheek.
"I'll see you when I see you, I guess," she said,"I must say,
it's always interesting."
She walked away, fading into blackness, reappearing most likely
on Earth 998, where she was Queen of all she surveyed.
"Well my little puppet," Paradox said, apparently to nobody,"It
seems we've done it again, don't think I don't appreciate all the hard
work you do for me, I certainly enjoy your pathetic little efforts to
write me out."
He moved over to Rachel and leaned down beside her, watching
what she was watching, the image of eXcalibur several days later, playing
a game of baseball, laughing and having a good time.
As if nothing had ever happened.
END.
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