X-Men Porn Story: into the-x-4(II)

It certainly felt like it if you were on the receiving end of it. But, luckily, they hadn’t been caught one time in their three months of sexual exploration. They both silently hoped that they never would be caught. They loved having sex with each other and it would destroy them if they had to stop.

The next morning, the Professor called Jean and Rogue into his office and told them that he had something very serious to discuss with them. They both glanced at each other nervously, and then sat down in the seats in front of his desk. They nodded silently at his words and waited patiently for him to continue.

“I’ve noticed that you have been acting very strange lately, Jean. You seem to be much more aroused than you usually are and I thought it best to discuss it with you before it became a problem for the team.” He said, looking her straight in the eye.

He always looked a person in the eyes when they were having a serious discussion. It wasn’t that he thought he could catch the person in a lie if he watched their eyes. It was simply that he felt it was respectful to keep eye contact when they talked about important matters.

Jean fidgeted in her seat and nodded, but she didn’t offer any explanation just yet. She wasn’t entirely sure how to explain what had been going on with her and she was afraid that the Professor would be upset with her. He seemed to understand that she was struggling with the answer because he turned to Rogue and repeated his words to her.

“Ah know I’ve been actin’ strange, Professor. Ah’ve…been havin’ a lot of weird dreams lately. They’ve been really powerful sexual dreams and they’ve left me excited when ah wake up. Ah don’t know for sure, but ah assume that Jean’s been having similar dreams.” Rogue told him. Then, turning to Jean, she asked, “Am ah right, Jean?”

Jean took a deep breath as warm, wonderful relief swept over her. She turned and looked at her best friend with extreme gratitude bubbling up in her eyes. She nodded and admitted that her dreams had also been very erotic lately. They both turned their attention back to the Professor and apologized for allowing their dreams to affect their lives and the lives of their teammates. They both promised that they would try harder to keep them inside where they belonged.

“I should have realized this earlier.” He replied, chuckling softly to himself. When they looked at him strangely, he said, “It’s only natural for girls to have erotic dreams if they go without sex as long as you two have. Reluctant as I am to tell anyone to have sex when there are so many diseases out there, it still might be better if you both found some way to relieve some of this sexual tension. Perhaps you could create a very special Danger Room program that would allow you to get rid of your sexual energy. I could even have Forge create the necessary items you would need for this…exercise session.”

“Does Forge have to know, Professor?” Jean said, blushing to the roots of her flaming red hair. “I’d rather everyone didn’t find out what I was doing in there. Even though I do agree that it’s necessary for the good of the team.”

“Ah have to agree with Jean on this one, Professor. I don’t want the others to find out about this. If we do it in the Danger Room, there’s a good chance one of the other X-Men will catch us. Ah don’t want some creep watching me have sex with one of Forge’s robots.”

“That’s very understandable, girls. But I think I have the solution to your little dilemma.” He said, as he turned his hover chair to the left and glided toward the wall.

When he reached the wall, he turned his chair to the right and moved as close to the wall as he could. He pressed his right hand against the wall and the bookcase slid up into the ceiling. Behind the bookcase was a very narrow passageway that the girls had never seen before. They looked at each other, and then at the Professor.

“Professor, what…?” Jean started to ask, but he cut her off.

“All of your questions will be answered soon, Jean. Please, follow me quickly.”

Without another word, he glided through the doorway and continued along the passage. The girls leapt to their feet and ran after him. The bookcase slid back into place behind them and the darkness surrounded them completely. The Professor quickly activated a light on his hover chair and told them to keep close behind him.

He told them that this passage was a maze that only he knew how to navigate and that it would take them many hours to get out on their own. Rogue laughed and said that Jean could simply blast through the walls with her telekinetic powers.

“The walls are made of solid stone and are about five hundred feet thick, Rogue. Even if Jean could damage them, it would take her several hours to blast a complete hole through them.”

“Ah didn’t know that, Professor. How long did it take to build this maze?”

“It took several months to construct with the help of volunteer mutants. It was built many years ago when Magnus and I were still friends.”

They walked for several minutes in complete silence without looking left or right. The walls seemed to be pressing in on them and the girls’ feelings of unease grew with every step they took. They finally understood why Storm got so upset when she was in an enclosed space.

They turned left and right so many times that Jean and Rogue completely lost their sense of direction. They had no idea which way they were heading or even if they were still on the mansion’s grounds. Unable to bear the silence any longer, Jean stepped closer to the Professor and began talking with him.

“How can the walls be that thick, Professor? Aren’t we still in the mansion?” Jean asked, looking around carefully at the blank stone walls.

“Actually, we’re under the mansion, Jean. In case you haven’t noticed, we’ve been walking downhill ever since we entered this corridor. We’re now several hundred feet under the mansion. Only a select few know that this maze even exists. I trust that I don’t have to ask you not to tell anyone else that it’s here?

“Of course you don’t have to ask, Professor.” Jean replied.

“Ah won’t tell a soul, Professor.” Rogue agreed.

They stopped about twenty minutes later when a large metal door blocked their progress forward. It had no designs on its face except for a large “X”. It was the typical trademark of the X-Men and both girls grinned at each other. They both knew what the other was thinking. The Professor just couldn’t seem to resist adding an “X” to everything that he could.

While they were looking at each other, he’d glided forward and had pressed his hand to the door. They heard the door unlock and watched as it slid into the right wall. Their eyes grew as wide as saucers when they saw what was on the other side of the door.

As they followed their mentor into the room, they saw that it was very large and contained some of the strangest equipment that they’d ever seen before. There were countless items arranged on bookcases set against all four walls, they counted fourteen long tables that held six computers each, and hundreds of other things that they couldn’t describe.

But their teacher hadn’t stopped while they were admiring this room. He had continued to the other side and had opened yet another door. He beckoned them forward when he realized that they weren’t behind him and they hurried to catch up to him.

The next room was almost identical to the first one. The only differences were that it held no bookcases, no tables, and no unidentifiable devices. The only thing in the room was a computer console in the corner with a virtual reality helmet attached to it. As the girls watched, the Professor glided over to it and picked up the helmet.

They walked over to him and listened as he explained how the console worked. It was really very simplified and they quickly caught on to the finer points of the machine. When he was sure they understood, he put the helmet on and told them to remain standing where they were.

They promised they would and he quickly typed a few commands into the device. Within the blink of an eye, they found themselves in a dense jungle surrounded by tall trees with immensely thick trunks. They heard the calls of countless birds and the cries of many different primates. They could even detect the scents of exotic flowers as the wind blew in their faces.

“Professor, this place is wonderful.” Jean exclaimed, looking around at the giant trees. “It’s even more advanced then the other Danger Room. How were you able to build this?”

“Yeah, it’s a great room, Professor. Ah can even smell the flowers in this jungle and feel the wind on mah face. Ah didn’t know that holograms could do that.” Rogue said.

“Actually, I didn’t build it, girls. It was a gift from a friend I have in the military. The only people who know about this technology are my friend, his researchers, you two, and myself. You are not to tell anyone that this room exists. Understood?”

“Yes, Professor.” They both replied.

“Now that that’s settled, I think I’ll end this jungle scene.”

He typed in a few commands and the jungle vanished. Then he took off the helmet and hung it on the hook on the side of the machine. When the system was completely shut down, he turned his hover chair and looked at them intently.

“If you girls would like to stay and play around with this room, you are more than welcome to do so. However I will have to enter your minds and give you the directions on how to get out again. I could simply tell you, but you have a greater chance of remembering it if I telepathically insert the information into your minds. Are you willing to allow this?”

“Yes, Professor.” They replied, in unison.

He nodded at their words and closed his eyes slowly. As they stood there watching him, they felt the tickling sensation in their head that meant that someone was connecting with them telepathically. Several minutes later, the Professor opened his eyes and smiled at them. The information on how to get out was firmly implanted in their minds now.

They returned his smile and thanked him for the wonderful gift. Then, they watched as he glided out of the room. As the door closed, they realized that he had also implanted the knowledge on how to key the sensor pads to accept their handprints. Without the ability to use those sensor pads, they’d never be able to return to this room.

Jean licked her lips slowly and turned her attention to Rogue. She could see the excitement in her friend’s eyes and knew that Rogue was as eager to try this room out as she was. The sexy redhead walked over to the machine and punched in the code to turn the system on. As she was putting on the headset, she felt two hands sliding around her body.

She gasped as the hands squeezed her breasts and the fingers tweaked her nipples. Her skin tingled with every touch and she finally realized what was going on. Rogue had moved behind her and was fondling her tits gently. She grinned as she knew the tingling was coming from the telekinetic force field that the southern belle had extended around herself.

Jean pressed her ass back and pressed her firm cheeks against her friend’s pussy. She heard a soft moan of pleasure from behind her and shivered as Rogue kissed the nape of her neck softly. She heard a soft southern voice whisper against her left ear. The sound carried easily through the thin helmet.

“Ah want you right now, Jean. Hurry up and get the room ready for us, sugah.”

“It’s almost ready, Rogue. Just…oh, gawd…give me a few moments to finish it.”

She whimpered softly as Rogue pinched her nipples and bit the side of her neck. She tilted her head to the side, but Rogue stepped back and swatted her ass firmly. She laughed at Jean’s squeak of surprise, then told her to get on with it. The fiery redhead nodded submissively and finished keying the sequence into the console. She closed her eyes and thought about the scene she wanted.

Within seconds, a large bedroom materialized around them. The room was furnished with some of the most expensive and beautiful furniture that Rogue had ever seen. There was a large cherry wood dresser along one wall, a huge desk near another wall, a beautiful queen sized bed against the third wall, and a door that led into the bathroom on the fourth wall. The walls themselves also seemed to be made of cherry wood.

Rogue noticed another set of doors next to the dresser and had just started toward them when she felt Jean slide her arms around her. She moaned softly as Jean cupped her pussy and nibbled on her ear gently. She shivered in pleasure as her long-time friend kneaded her pussy lovingly and she could barely hear her when Jean whispered in her ear.

“I thought you wanted me right now, Rogue. Aren’t you going to throw me on the bed and eat my hot, wet pussy?”

“Unnh! Mmmm! Oh, gawd, that feels so good, Jean.” Rogue replied, breathlessly. Then, with a growl, she broke out of Jean’s hold and turned around to face her. She grabbed her hair tightly and pulled her head back gently. Then, she whispered, “Yes, ah am going to eat your pussy, bitch. But it’s going to be mah decision when ah do that. Understood?”

“Yes, I understand, Rogue.”

“You mean, “Yes, mistress.” Don’t you, bitch?”

“I-I’m sorry, m-mistress. I p-promise I’ll do better next time.” Jean replied, whimpering with need.

“Yes, you will, Jean. If you don’t, I’ll be forced to punish you. Now, remove my clothes, bitch.” Rogue said, pushing the redhead away from her gently.

Jean nodded and stepped closer to her. Her hand shook slightly as she lifted it to the zipper of Rogue’s uniform. She slowly pulled it down and slid her hands inside to pull it off of her friend’s shoulders. When the skintight uniform was around her waist, the redhead lowered to her knees and pulled the southern belle’s boots off.

Rogue grinned wickedly as she watched her friend slowly undressing her. She silently wondered what Jean’s master would think if he saw her serving someone else. A flash of fear crossed her face and she pulled her foot out of her friend’s hands. She didn’t want to upset him because she, too, wanted to become his slave. When Jean looked up at her, she whispered softly.

“Ah don’t think we should be doing this, Jean. What if your master finds out and gets upset with us?”

“Don’t worry, mistress. He won’t be mad at us for playing with each other.”

“How do you know?” Rogue asked, as she looked down at her kneeling friend.

“Because he must have placed the thought in my head before leaving the dream we had together. I don’t remember him actually telling me in words, but I do know that he would be pleased if we played with each other. I know it without a doubt, Rogue.”

Rogue nodded at her words and the anxiety soon left her altogether. Then her eyes narrowed and she grabbed Jean’s hair tightly once again. She guided her head to the floor and told her to keep it there. Jean whimpered softly and promised that she wouldn’t move until she was allowed to. Even though her pussy was wet with desire from being dominated by her friend, she prevented herself from squirming around on her knees.

Rogue nodded and told her that she was about to be punished. She told Jean that she’d forgotten to call her mistress and that she deserved this punishment. Then she walked around behind her and raised her hand slightly. She brought it crashing down onto Jean’s upturned ass and told her to count each slap in a loud, clear voice.

“One, mistress!” Jean whimpered, as her ass stung from the blow.

Rogue grinned and brought her hand down three more times. The first of the three blows landed on Jean’s right cheek, the second landed on the left, and the third landed across both of her ass cheeks. Her small, firm ass glowed softly with a soft, pink tinge and she struggled to keep up the count.

Rogue spanked her for several long minutes, then finally stepped back to admire her handiwork. She grinned at the lovely red glow of her friend’s ass and she was very impressed that Jean had been able to count every strike. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on each firm globe. She could feel the heat radiating out of the redhead’s abused bottom and it made her pussy grow even wetter with arousal.

The thought of Jean on her knees with her ass in the air, ready for more punishment, excited her like nothing else ever had. She loved dominating her best friend and she couldn’t wait to have Jean’s talented tongue inside her tight pussy. She stood up slowly, then walked to the bed and sat on its edge.

She could see Jean’s body quivering as she struggled not to move. She knew that her ass was still stinging and that she wanted to bring her hands back to rub away the pain. But she remained in her position while she awaited permission to move. Rogue let her stay there for a few more minutes, then ordered her to crawl towards the bed.

Jean rose to her hands and knees, without hesitation, and seductively crawled toward her sexy fellow X-Man. When she had reached Rogue’s feet, she stopped and looked up into her soft, brown eyes. Rogue grinned and ran her fingers through the fiery tresses as she studied the beautiful girl’s face. Then her hand tightened and she forced Jean’s face between her thighs.

The girls moaned softly with desire, but Rogue’s uniform prevented Jean from giving her mistress the pleasure she desired. Jean was about to pull her head back to suggest that Rogue remove her uniform, but Rogue had other ideas. She pressed Jean’s face further between her thighs and ground her covered pussy against the redhead’s face.

Rogue gasped as the material of her uniform grazed her throbbing clit repeatedly. The scent of her pussy was nearly overwhelming as it filled Jean’s nose and the sexy redhead couldn’t stop herself from opening her uniform to caress her own needy pussy. With a sigh of frustration, Rogue suddenly pushed Jean onto her back.

She grinned wickedly as she saw her friend playing with her pussy. She knew Jean was just as aroused as she was. Before Jean could ask why Rogue had pushed her away, the southern belle had pulled off her uniform and had knelt over the telepath’s mouth. Jean started to speak, but her words were muffled as her mouth was suddenly filled with hot, sweet pussy.

Rogue didn’t even have to say a word to get her friend’s tongue in her pussy. The moment Jean had felt her mouth filled, she’d stabbed her tongue as far inside her friend’s pussy as she could. Her hands came up and gripped Rogue’s ass firmly as she tongue-fucked her best friend as fast and as deeply as she could.

She could feel the delicious juices covering her cheeks and nose as her beautiful teammate squirmed on her questing tongue. Jean took a deep breath and shuddered with pleasure as the scent of excited pussy filled her senses. She had never been so turned on in all of her life. She started to close her eyes to better focus on her mistress’ pleasure, but then she felt her pussy suddenly filled with three long, thin fingers.

Rogue had reached behind and shoved three fingers deeply into the redhead’s pussy. Her free hand gripped Jean’s hair and pulled her mouth tighter to her quaking pussy as she fingered her best friend as fast and as hard as she could. She could feel the redhead arching into the rough treatment as she continued to suck hungrily on the southern belle’s steamy pussy.

Within minutes, Rogue was cumming hard on the talented tongue of her long-time friend. She pulled Jean tighter against her spasming pussy as her fingers continued their brutal assault. Jean’s curvaceous frame shook violently as she neared her own climax. Her eyes were wide and she looked up at Rogue as she silently begged to be allowed to cum. Rogue growled low in her throat and demanded that she cum for her.

Jean arched her back suddenly, nearly dislodging her teammate, and came hard around the thrusting digits. Rogue clamped her strong thighs tightly against Jean’s sides and held on as best as she could as the squirming redhead rode out her powerful climax.