X-Men Porn Story: into the-x-4

Three months later, John began his quest to make Rogue his slave. He thought about seducing her in the exact same fashion that he’d seduced Jean, but he decided that Rogue wouldn’t fall for that. She’d seen all of those dreams and she’d be completely resistant to them if he attempted to use them on her.

So he’d been forced to create a completely unique scenario for her. He’d waited for three months before beginning because he wanted to catch her completely off guard. He wanted her to believe that he’d totally forgotten about her and had gotten on with his life. When he felt that she’d accepted that he wasn’t coming back, he finally came to her in her dreams.

While he’d been waiting for the proper time, he’d studied her to discover exactly what her likes and dislikes were. He found out that she loved hard rock music, that she loved going to rock concerts, and that she loved to dance wildly with her friends.

So he’d created every facet of her dream to reflect what he’d learned about her. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw that she was enjoying herself greatly. He’d done a wonderful job in creating the setting for her seduction. She didn’t realize that anything was out of the ordinary as she danced and listened to the band on the stage.

At least two hundred thousand screaming fans surrounded her and her friends. He’d created this many fans because he wanted people pushing in on her from all sides, so that she wouldn’t realize when he arrived and so that she wouldn’t be able to watch him leave. He didn’t really think that it was necessary to disguise his exits any more. Because both Jean and Rogue knew what he looked like. But he felt it still added a sense of mystery to the whole thing if he kept himself hidden from her during the seduction.

When he felt that she was completely engrossed in the music and the dancing, he moved toward her through the crowd of people. They all seemed to dance out of his way when he got near them, and then moved back into place once he passed by. It was as if they’d simply chosen to dance aside at the exact moment he needed them out of his way. Of course, he was in complete control of the dream, so it wasn’t really that big of a surprise.

A few moments later, he stood directly behind Rogue and watched as she thrashed with her friends. Or whatever the proper term was these days for the wild, erratic dancing that kids loved to do. He’d lost all interest in the loud music that they seemed to enjoy many years ago and he’d never been all that talented when it came to dancing. So, instead of trying to watch her dance, his eyes focused on her swaying ass.

He’d not had the time to get a really good look at it while they’d spent time together in Jean’s dreams. He’d been more interested in getting the fiery redhead to submit to him, than in admiring Rogue’s small, rounded ass. But he certainly admired it now. It seemed to be right in his face and he longed to caress it with both hands. He wanted to squeeze it and feel the fullness of it in his palms.

He laughed softly to himself as he realized that he didn’t have to long for it. He could do what he wanted to her. He was the one in control here, after all. With that thought in mind, he stepped closer to her and ran his hands over her soft ass. It felt as wonderful as he’d imagined it would. He could hardly wait to get her out of those torn jeans and get a good, long look at her shapely ass.

Rogue was completely absorbed in the music and dancing as she repeatedly bumped into her friends on either side of her. She was so into the music that, at first, she didn’t feel the hands on her ass. When she did, her eyes snapped open and she grinned to herself. It had been a while since she’d been to a concert and she’d almost forgotten about how wild they could be. She knew that people tended to play around with each other while they danced and listened to the music.

She’d even watched some of her girlfriends as they pressed back into whoever was playing with their ass or ground against the cocks, and sometimes pussies, of the person behind them. She’d been amazed at first as her friends didn’t seem to mind when that person’s arms came around and began fondling their tits roughly. But, then, her friends had explained to her that these concerts had always been like that. It was no big deal to tease the people around you or to allow them to tease you. No one cared or complained because no one ever asked the other person what their name was.

So Rogue simply figured it was some overexcited guy admiring her ass. She decided to play along and she pressed her ass firmly into his caressing hands. He was so close to her that she could smell his cologne and she shivered as he growled low with pleasure. Her breath caught in her throat as she thought she recognized the cologne and that growl. Her eyes went wide with shock once again as she felt a resounding smack land on her ass. When she turned around to see if it was the guy from Jean’s dreams, he’d already disappeared into the crowd.

She sighed in frustration as she turned back around and tried to get back into the music. But it was no use and she knew it. She’d be unable to think of anything except the strange man for the rest of the night. She could still feel the sting of the slap on her ass and she grinned as she realized that it’d made her pussy wet with desire.

Then she grinned even wider as a thought came to her. The guy only came to Jean in her dreams. So, in that case, she must be having a dream now. She’d thought that she was actually at a concert with her friends. But, since she was dreaming, she could do whatever she wanted until she woke up. And what she wanted right now, more than anything, was to cool the fires burning in her pussy.

So she closed her eyes and focused with all of her mind on the people around her. She tried to convince them, simply by willing it to be so, to move away so that she could do what she had in mind. When she opened her eyes, she saw that there was no one within ten feet of her in any direction. That’d be plenty enough room for her to enjoy herself.

As the other people focused completely on the band and on the other people around them, Rogue slowly pulled off all of her clothes. She laid them out on the concrete floor carefully, then she turned around and sat her round, little ass on her t-shirt. She’d laid the clothes out so that she’d be able to lie back on them without touching the cold, hard floor.

She looked back and realized that she was up too far, so she lifted her ass and scooted down about a foot. Then she laid back on her clothes and closed her eyes. Her small hands slid over her smooth skin in the direction of her large tits and she gasped in pleasure as her searching fingers found her small, pink nipples. She tweaked and pulled them until they were hard, little pebbles atop her creamy, white mounds.

She twisted her nipples savagely as her thighs opened and closed uncontrollably. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. She wanted nothing more than to slide her hand down and finger her hot, wet pussy until she came explosively. But she decided to wait until the moment was right. She wanted to be in a nearly uncontrollable frenzy of lust when she finally chose to play with her pussy. She knew it’d make the orgasm that much more enjoyable if she waited.

She’d thought that Jean’s master had left, so she’d given no more thought to him as she continued to pinch and twist her already rock hard nipples. But he hadn’t left the dream at all. In fact, he’d only moved about twenty feet from her and he’d been watching her the entire time.

He grinned wickedly as he watched her fondle her tits like he knew she wanted him to do. He knew she wanted him because he’d heard her sigh of frustration when he’d seemed to have disappeared on her. Even though the music was blaring and causing his ear drums to throb, he’d still heard her sigh. It was as if every sound in this dream was separate from every other sound, so that you heard each one clearly.

His cock throbbed in his tight jeans as he watched Rogue slide her hand toward her quivering pussy. Her hips lifted in anticipation as she bypassed her clit and went straight for her pussy lips. She pulled them apart gently, and then shoved two fingers deep inside her needy pussy. She fucked herself hard for several strokes as her free hand continued to maul her succulent looking tits.

He waved his hand and his clothes seemed to fade away into nothingness. He licked his lips slowly as he kept his eyes glued on the scene before him. He wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and stroked it in time with her thrusts into her tight pussy. His eyes were alight with an inner fire as his arousal grew more powerful with every passing moment. He knew that she was very aroused right now and that she might be more willing to just follow his orders without complaint than she normally would have been.

With that in mind, he stalked toward her like a lion pursuing its prey. When her back had come to rest once again on the floor, he reached down, grabbed her hair tightly, and pulled her up to her knees. He growled low and pushed her mouth onto his hard, throbbing cock. Surprisingly, she didn’t resist him in the least. Her eyes went wide with surprise, but, finding that her mouth was now full of cock, she whimpered and sucked as hungrily on him as if she hadn’t had any food in months.

His hand remained firmly entangled in her long, black hair as she bobbed her head eagerly and her soft hand cupped and massaged his large, hanging balls. She hadn’t even bothered to open her eyes to see whose cock she was sucking. She simply went at it with everything she had and his eyes nearly rolled back into his head as she sucked harder on his cock than any woman ever had.

But she had to know exactly whose cock she was sucking, so he pulled her mouth off of his cock and tilted her face up gently. Another soft whimper escaped her full, pouty lips as she felt the wonderful cock leaving her hungry mouth. She needed to suck cock right now. She was so hungry for cock that it was all she could do to keep from wrenching her hair out of the guy’s grip and attacking his cock once again.

He cleared his throat to get her attention and she opened her eyes languidly as she looked up at him. Unbeknownst to John, Rogue had known exactly who had forced her to suck cock and her eyes twinkled with amusement as they locked with his. She saw the confusion in his eyes and whispered softly.

“Ah knew it was you that was forcin’ me to do this, suh. But ah was so fuckin’ hot that ah didn’t care that you were takin’ control. But don’t ya go startin’ to think that there was any more to this than there was. Ah’m not your slave and ah never will be, suh.”

She grinned widely as she finished her little speech and he thought he saw a hint of hope in her eyes. It seemed that she was silently begging him to take control of her again. This only made him even more confused than he already was. She said that she’d never be his slave, but here she was sending him silent pleas for him to make her his slave anyway.

He knew his confusion was causing his control to slip away from him, so he roughly pushed her away and ended the dream. Both he and Rogue awoke with sweat covering there bodies and they found their breath hard to come by. When they’d finally calmed down enough to breath properly, they began eagerly seeking their own climax.

Rogue had already been aroused, so it was no surprise that she needed to come. But John was surprised that the dream had aroused him as much as it had. The confusing paradox of a girl who both wanted to be a slave and who didn’t want to be one seemed to be appealing to him. It caused his cock to twitch with every beat of his heart and his balls to ache with a very large load of cum.

John wrapped his long fingers around his turgid member and gripped it firmly. He loved to have a good hold on his cock when he sought his climax. He’d experimented with a lighter grip many years ago, but had discovered that it didn’t do anything more than frustrate him. So he held his cock firmly and stroked it with an ever-increasing rate of speed.

Halfway across town, in the Professor’s huge mansion, Rogue lay on her stomach in her bed with three fingers buried in her tight pussy. Her ass bounced up and down as fast as it could as she rode her fingers hard. Her eyes were closed tight and she gasped every time her clit grazed the rough fabric of the comforter.

Within seconds, John and Rogue came explosively in their respective beds. John arched his back as he shot long, thick ropes of come high into the air. His body shuddered as the cold, creamy liquid landed on his overheated chest and stomach. As he slowly lowered himself back to the bed, Rogue, in her own room, ground her pussy down onto her small hand.

She kept her fingers as far inside her quaking pussy as she could while the rest of her hand cupped and squeezed her quivering mound. Her breathing was erratic and her heart pounded painfully in her chest as she slowly came down from her amazing orgasm. Every inch of her body tingled with pleasure and she was so exhausted that she could barely move.

Her last thought before falling asleep was of John. Would he come back to her in her next dream? Would he ever tell her or Jean what his name was? How long would he torment her before finally claiming her as his slave? Across town, John wondered the same thing.

He finally decided that he would tell both girls who he was after he had made Rogue his newest girl. He wanted to be completely sure that they wouldn’t try to find him in real life and repay him for forcing himself on them in the beginning. He wanted them completely under his control before he allowed Rogue and Jean to meet him in person.

“Oh, gawd! Fuck me! Fuck your bitch hard! Fuck her tight ass with that long, hard cock. Shove it up her ass and make her scream with pleasure! Yessssss! I love your cock up my ass, Jamie. Please, use your bitch!” Kitty screamed, as Jamie Madrox gripped her hair tightly in his fist and fucked her ass hard from behind.

She was on her hands and knees as she pushed her ass back hard to meet each of his demanding strokes. They were near the south wall of the estate, in a secluded area that not many people ever came to, and they’d been there for the last three hours. Their friends thought they were in bed, but they’d snuck out here together after letting everyone see them going upstairs to bed.

Jamie had whispered in her ear, while everyone watched the movie, and had told her that he wanted her ass tonight. She had given her pussy and mouth to him for the last three months without hesitation, but he’d not asked for her ass once in that entire time. In fact, he hadn’t even fucked her ass yet.

His copy had been the one to take her ass that first time they’d been together. While it’s true that he’s empathically, as well as telepathically, linked with his duplicates, he still wanted to experience anal sex with Kitty on his own. Gaining the emotions and other sensations involved in this act by reabsorbing his copies just wasn’t the same as doing it himself. He wanted to make sure that he’d enjoy it just as much as his doppelgangers had.

He’d found out tonight, several times in fact, that he loved fucking Kitty’s hot, tight ass. It was a lot warmer and was several times tighter than her small, velvety pussy. He had fucked her the first time with her legs over his shoulders, so that he could see the look of pleasure on her face. Then, after he’d gotten his strength back, they’d laid in the spoon position while he pumped her ass with long, full strokes over and over again.

He’d filled her ass both times with large loads of his thick, creamy cum and he had every intention of doing so again. He seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of cum when he fucked his hot, little bitch. He’d certainly never had this kind of stamina with any of his other girlfriends.

Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had finally found someone who didn’t resist his weird ideas. His previous girlfriends had refused his every suggestion of adding something special to their sex life and many had left him because of what they had termed, “his sick and perverted fantasies.” But Kitty hadn’t called them weird or sick. And she hadn’t left him when he’d suggested it to her. In fact, she’d eagerly accepted each and every one of them. She was a real tigress when it came to sex.

When he fucked her, in whatever position it happened to be, she eagerly fucked him back with everything that she had in her. It was as if she was trying to prove to him just how much she loved being his bitch. She didn’t need to do that, though. He could see it in her eyes every time he looked at her.

“Yes, bitch. I’m going to take this ass anytime I choose from now on. I know you love having my hard cock up your tight ass.” He growled in her ear, as he pounded his cock into her ass over and over again. He fondled her tits roughly with his free hand and lowered his voice even further as he whispered, “You love being my bitch. Don’t you, Kitty? You love the control I have over your every desire and the arousal I cause in you just by being near you. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Jamie! I love all of those things. Oh, gawd, Jamie! I’m cumming!”

“So am I, bitch! So am I!”

Their bodies shook violently as they both came at the exact same moment. Jamie’s thrusts into her tightly clasping ass were erratic and uncontrolled as he fought to keep his balance and his place behind her. Kitty’s back arched as she, simultaneously, tried to press her ass against his hips and her tits into his hands. At the moment of their release, Jamie’s hand had slipped from her hair and had grabbed her small tits in his strong hands. He squeezed them and pinched her nipples hard as he continued to slam his throbbing cock into her hot ass.

When they’d finally calmed down, he pulled his cock out slowly and they collapsed onto the grass next to each other. They could hardly believe that it’d been only three short months since their first encounter. Since then, they’d been fucking every chance they got. Whenever the house was empty, they found an empty, unused room and spent the entire night fucking each other’s brains out in every position that they could think of. They’d even managed to sneak into a broom closet at school so she could suck his cock between classes.

On one occasion, they’d barely been able to finish what they were doing and leave the closet, before the janitor came around the corner. If he’d caught them in there having sex, there would have been hell to pay. The principal would have been forced to call the Professor and tell him what they’d been doing. And the Professor would’ve grounded them for a very long time for being so foolish.

He didn’t mind letting them get away with most things. But being foolish was something that he didn’t allow at all. If he discovered that you’d done something foolish, he would sit you down and talk to you for hours on end about it. Then, he’d ground you for about six months. It was as if he didn’t think his lecture was a bad enough punishment.