Generation X: Training Excercise

Generation X: Training Excercise

- Taisto Vähäjärki, 2004

M settled down on her knees in front of Chamber and took his semi-erect dick in her hand. They were in the tool shed on the grounds of the Massachusetts Academy. Jonothon had his black jeans down around his ankles, and Jubilee, wearing only an open white shirt, was standing by his side, cleaning the sperm from her breasts and chin and scooping it to her mouth with her fingers. She was observing M.

The Arab girl was wearing a tight, black top leaving her midriff bare and stylish white pants. Jono was looking down at her more than ample cleavage as the touch of her fingers brought his cock into a painfully strained erection. Her mutant power was to be perfect in anything she tried, among other talents. Jubilee had ridiculed her on her inexperience with sex, and after a heated exchange they had decided to pit her mutant power against Jubilee's extensive cocksucking experience. Their test subject was Jono because a side-effect of his being composed of energy meant that he could get it up again and again.

Jubilee had taken her time, getting Jono excited by talking dirty, blowing him slowly and taking his spunk on her tits. She was an athletic, fit and limber Asian girl, very different from the curvaceous M.

M took Jono's cock into her mouth gingerly, touching it with her tongue. Jono came instantly, so fast that M was startled and the sperm flew into her mouth and onto her nose.

- BLOODY HELL! Chamber exclaimed telepathically, incapable of normal speech. He didn't have a mouth.

- Jesus, Jubilee said as M smiled triumphiantly.

- So, how's it going to be? Jubilee asked him. What do you prefer?

- WELL... Chamber started. M was cleaning the spunk from her face with a handkerchief and he was getting his pants back up. YOU'RE GREAT, M, BUT I PREFER JUBILEE.

- What? But I got you to climax instantly! M protested.

- THAT'S THE PROBLEM. I DON'T WANT TO COME INSTANTLY. I WANT TO COME AFTER A GOOD, LONG BLOW.

- Loser! Jubilee gloated. M gathered the last of Jono's sperm from her nose and expertly flipped it towards Jubilee, so it hit her in the left eye.

- Don't fuck with me, M said.

- Motherfucker, Jubilee replied and tried to tackle M, spreading little explosions left and right. Jono ducked for cover, but after a momentary scuffle Jubilee was lying facedown on a workbench, M sitting astride her, holding her face down. M's powers also included superstrength, invulnerability and flight. Jubilee's little bombs meant nothing to her. Fucking bitch, Jubilee groaned.

- Let's see how you like my instant orgasms, M said and slipped her fingers into Jubilee's pussy. After a moment, Jubilee's cursing turned into moaning and gasping, and she stopped flailing with her hands impotently, instead writhing in a continuous wave of pleasure. The sight was making Jono hard again.

- Oh God, oh God, Jubilee was moaning.

- OH, EXCUSE ME, M, BUT...

- Jump right in, M said, lifting Jubilee effortlessly to the ground. She put the Asian mallrat on her knees and slipped under her to lick her pussy. Jubilee was reeling with the mindblowing procession of orgasm, unable to put two thoughts together, much less do anything. M took a bit of her cunt juices and spread them on her asshole. Jono took the hint, undid his pants and took a hold of Jubilee's hips. Looking down, he saw M looking back at him from behind his cock. He spread Jubilee's ass cheeks and started pushing his cock in. Jubilee vaguely registered the sensation, but was too far gone to do anything. Her hands were clawing the floor and she was drooling on the crotch of M's white pants.

After a while, Jubilee's reactions to M's efforts grew smaller, and she guessed the Asian mutant was so exhausted, her body wouldn't respond anymore. Gently, M eased her way from under Jubilee, who collapsed on the floor, Jono's cock plopping out of her ass. He stopped to regard the new situation and realized that getting Jubilee on all fours for a good assfucking position would be impossible. She was too far gone for that.

- Hey, wanna clean my cock? Jono asked M, optimistically.

- I don't think so, she replied. I think I'll go for a swim, she continued and walked out of the door, leaving Jono alone with his erection and the semi-unconscious Jubilee. He tried to make her suck his dick clean, but she didn't respond. In the end, he wiped it with some rags left in the shed and propped Jubilee on her back on the ground, her legs over his shoulders, so he could start fucking her cunt. She was mumbling something, but Jono didn't really care.

As his climax came closer, he realized that she had fallen asleep. Moments later, the door to the shed opened, and Chamber assumed that M was back. Instead, a moment later, just as he was about to come, someone slipped a collar around his neck and snapped it in place.

Jono swung around, splaying Jubilee's legs to the side and tried to blast the attacker with his mutant bio-energy. Nothing happened. He found Pyro looking at him with a grin on his face. Jono sprung up and tried to punch him, but instead stumbled on the prone form of Jubilee and fell down. There was a slight tremor on the ground as the Blob squeezed through the shed's door. Just as Chamber was about to get up again, he felt a masive weight land on his back and suddenly he was unable to move. The Blob had stepped on him.

- I think this is the only one immune to the sleeping gas, Pyro said as he slipped Jono into handcuffs and pulled a hood over his face, blinding him.

- Yeah. You get that out, I'll bring the girl, the Blob said. He lifted his crushing weight off Jono, and Pyro hustled the young mutant up and out of the door. The Blob regarded the prone, naked form of Jubilee and felt a familiar twitch in his crotch. He lifted up the young girl, running his large hands over her body, approving of the tight flesh. He propped the girl against the workbench, ass pointing to him and took out his enormous cock, already hard. It looked like someone had already been fucking the teen in the ass, so he was spared the trouble of lubrication. Spreading her ass cheeks, he started to force his huge member into her tight asshole, crushing her breasts against the surface of the workbench. She groaned in her sleep.

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Sean didn't like Arcade very much, he preferred villains with more sense. Still, wandering through the detritus of one of Arcade's amusement park death traps was intresting. He had always marveled at how compact these things could be. Now he was creeping along a walkway in the factory stolen from Chaplin's Modern Times. Thanks to some long-forgotten fight which had devastated the lethal gears, he could see right through into the chamber built into the machine. From the outside, one wouldn't think there was much room at all, but it turns out there's a replica of the Oval Office.

Banshee reckoned that if he went right through the floor of the office, he could bypass a lot of traps and problems, and perhaps get into the kidnapper's rear. Taking care to avoid being cut by the razor-sharp gears, Sean lowered himself between them and dropped onto the Presiden't desk. He'd returned to the Massachusetts Academy that morning from New York, only to find the place empty. Someone had broken in and gassed the whole place, abducting everyone except Monet, who had been at the lake, swimming. After a bit of detective work, it turned out that Mystique and her henchmen were responsible, and that they were hiding at one of Arcade's discarded psycho amusement parks.

Apparently Sean had come through the window, the hologram faking the appearance of the outside world flickering. It was night in the fantasy office too, same as the real world. He stepped down from the desk, and the room started making more sense as he was no longer standing in a crack in the semi-holographic environment. Apparently part of the actual room had collapsed, but the hologram still worked. He made a mental note to take care not to stumble anything real concealed by the hologram just as his eyes adjusted to the dark and he saw the one thing that didn't belong.

There was a complicated bondage rack occupying a large portion of the other side of the room. A gorgeous woman with a luscious, white, soft body was suspended in the black leather harness, hanging in the air on all fours, limbs spread, full, bound breasts hanging, the nipples tipped with large silver rings. Her head was encased in a bondage hood leaving only her mouth accessible, kept open by a ring gag. Sean marvelled at the light, almost pastel pink of her nipples. His hands ached to grope those breasts. The way she was hanging, he could fuck her any way he wanted, cunt, ass, mouth. She was bound efficiently; she might be able to move her fingers, but that was it. Her weight was on the straps going under her torso, below and above her breasts. Sean wanted to see how those nipples would look like if he put a little weight onto the silver rings.

The woman quivered and a drop of drool dropped from her open mouth. The power inhibitor collar Mystique had put on her made the White Queen incapable of controlling her telepathy. She only received, reading everyone close by. She had been aware of Sean's presence for some time now, and her movement in the harness was an involuntary reaction to how his thoughts were turning her on. Emma realized that it was because he didn't recognize her. She was just an object hanging there. She could feel Sean's dick starting to do the thinking. Now he saw the pail on the floor under her ass, half full of coagulating sperm which had dripped down from her cunt and was still plastered on her ass. Now he thought that perhaps she wouldn't know if he fucked her anonymously and came to rescue her later.

Had she the full control of her powers, she would have made him drop his pants and start pounding right now. The feeling of impotence made her even more horny. Pyro and Avalanche had been amusing themselves with her earlier and she could still feel the Blob's fat hands on her breasts as he almost suffocated her fucking her mouth. It had turned out that fucking her had been a long-time fantasy for the Blob, and she found being in his head as he fucked her strangely pleasureable. Still, the promise of teenage flesh proved too enticing, and the three had left her to fuck the Gen X girls some time ago.

After that, Mystique had decided to humiliate her for a bit and had the Gen X boys, Jonothon, Angelo and Everett come on and fuck her. Reading their minds, it turned out that they didn't mind too much.

She heard Sean open his zipper and take out his half-erect dick. He closed his hand around her left breast, putting his index finger through her nipple ring. He kneaded softly and experimentally. With his other hand he caressed her back, moving towards the crack of her ass. He tested her cunt and found it wet and sticky with sperm. He scooped a bit of her juices and fed them to her. She drooled out most of it since she couldn't close her mouth.

He went to the President's desk and started fishing for office supplies. He improvised two weights out of paperclips and staplers and hung them on her nipple rings. Her nipples stretched nicely and she shuddered again. He was totally erect. He moved to her front and guided his cock into her mouth. She caressed it with her tongue as he experimented on how deep it would go. As deep as he wanted, to the hilt. The White Queen had been sucking cock since she was fifteen.

Emma found Sean's thoughts moving to fantasy territory as he slowly fucked her face. He was imagining himself in a hot shower, with Emma kneeling in front of him, the water plastering her hair down, running down her cheeks and down between her breasts. Sean imagined he was fucking her face, gently pushing his cock in and drawing it out just before she would start to choke.

Emma found herself to be horny as hell. Sean's little fantasy really reached her.

It didn't help that she could sense the echoes of the other people in Arcade's discarded playhouse on the edges of her telepathic awareness. As per the plan, M was distracting Blob, Pyro and Avalanche. Paige was restrained and insanely horny. Mystique was playing with the boys and Jubilee.

Pushing his cock in to the hilt, Sean blocked the air holes for Emma's nose with his fingers, and didn't withdraw, making it impossible for her to breathe. Thanks to her telepathy she knew that he'd pull out just in the nick of time, and although her body was spasming, trying to draw breath, she didn't really panic. Losing herself as she grew lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, the boundary between her mind and Sean's begun to blur. She was fantasizing along with Sean of making her into a ponygirl, with the buttplug-tail, bit in her mouth, guided along by her nipple rings, trotting along, pulling a small chariot.

Sean pulled out and she gasped in air, the sudden influx of oxygen making her head swim as Sean started to jack off in front of her face, approaching climax. He came quickly, imagining Emma White Queen lingerie, kneeling before him submissively as he fucked her in the ass. The sperm was splayed all across her hooded face, adding to the secretions of others before him.

After taking a moment to collect himself and see that she was alright, Sean left, leaving Emma yearning for a fuck.

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Everett, Jonothon and Angelo were sitting on wooden boxes, each with an inscription saying this side up, in box letters. Their backs were against the wooden poles supporting the hayloft of the large, empty barn they were in, their hands tied around the poles. They were naked except for power inhibitor collars and leather starps and half mask for Jonothon, keeping his energies under wrap. The other two had normal ball gags. The place smelled of dry hay and the earth. It was dark outside and the only light was provided by a couple of lanterns.

- So, Jubilee. Which X-girl is your favorite?, Mystique asked the young, helpless mutant. Jubilee had also been collared, and was hung by her wrists to a rope going through a hook in the ceiling. Mystique had hoisted her high enough that only her toes touched the ground, just low enough that she could put some of her weight on her feet. The boys were still trying not to look at her young, shapely breasts or her carefully shaved cunt.

- Fuck you, Jubilee retorted and spat on Mystique's face. Raven was in her natural, blue form, wearing tight white vinyl pants and a tank top only barely keeping her huge, bouncy breasts in check. Perfect abs, a tight, fuckable ass, long legs. It was good to be a shapeshifter.

- The traditional reply, she teased Jubilee. Now I should lick your spit off my face, yes? She continued, taking a hold of Jubilee's waist, pressing close. The young girl trembled and a moan escaped her lips as Mystique's probing fingers found her cunt. Not wet yet? Don't you find me sexy? Mystique teased.

- I bet your favorite is Storm, Raven continued as she transformed into the Kenyan mutant, wearing little more than a white shirt, open at the front. I've always thought white looks good on colored skin, don't you think, she continued, exposing a little more of her breasts. Jubilee tried to avert her eyes, but she had always wanted to know what Storm's tits looked like. She wanted to touch. Mystique was caressing her back, moving down, nibbling slightly at her neck.

- How about Rogue? You having designs on my stepdaughter, Mystique continued, transforming into Rogue, wearing only a small, green bikini. Her large breasts pressed against Jubilee's. Would you like to attain the unattainable?

- Please stop, Jubilee panted as Mystique whispered into her ear. She found herself trying to move against the luscious body of her former teammate.

- Oh no. How about you boys? Enjoying the show? Mystique asked, turning to look at the three guys. Everett had closed his eyes. Angelo and Jonothon were staring and sported full erections.

- But what about you, Everett? she asked, moving to kneel by the boy.

- Fuck you!, he retorted between his teeth.

- Oh yes, Raven said, taking his dick into her mouth. It responded instantly, hardening as she moved her hand along it, licked the head, took it in, caressing his abdomen with her free hand. Chamber and Skin strained in their bonds, envy mixing with need and Jubilee's juices were flowing down her legs. How do you like mah style? Raven inquired. Oh yeah, you can't speak, she continued, moving to take off Synch's gag.

- Please... he stuttered, eyes still closed.

- What was that, she asked, whispering to his ear, her hand gently caressing his straining cock.

- Please don't stop, Everett gasped.

- Oh, I won't, she replied, still moving her hand along his shaft, too light to do anythign except make his want worse. Say, ah'll make it better for you. Who do you want me to be when you open your eyes?

- Oh God, oh God...

- Surely not. Ah think that might be blasphemy. She nibbled on his ear.

- Oh fuck, oh fuck, please...

- Yeah?

- The Black Cat.

- What?

- You know, the Black Cat. The thief. She's been in the papers and everywhere.

- What do you want to do with her?

- I wanna fuck her.

- How do you want to fuck her?

- In her face, just in her face.

- You can open your eyes now.

Everett opened his eyes gingerly. He found the Black Cat kneeling before him, one hand gently stroking his cock. She was wearing her black catsuit, fur trimmings and everything, and the little black mask.

- Oh fuck, he said.

- What do you want me to do, she asked, still stroking his cock which was oozing precum like crazy.

- Suck me, suck me please!

She smiled and lowered her head onto his cock, stroking it more forcefully with one black-gloved hand.

- Harder! he managed. She complied, taking him into her throat and starting to move up and down faster, using her throat and tongue for friction.

- Oh yeah, oh yeah... Everett gasped, finally getting some release. He could see her cleavage. He wanted to see her tits.

- Take off your clothes, he wheedled. She complied, morphing the clothes off, using her free hand to massage her breasts and touch her cunt.

- Suck me, you white bitch, Everett gasped. He didn't notice his friends looking at him in surprise. Jubilee was trying to squirm and move her legs against each other, but it only made her want worse.

- Suck me, you piece of shit whore, he exclaimed. He couldn't see Mystique's smile as she was licking his shaft and balls and fingering her cunt.

- Fucking trash, oh yeah, oh fuck you worthless cunt, oh yeah, he kept talking as Raven sucked him harder and harder. He started feeling the approaching peak of his orgasm.

- Fuck yeah, I wanna fuck your mouth, your ass, I'm going to smack you around, he grunted. Although his tirade astonished his friends, who were more used to the straight-up, responsible version of Synch, it made them hornier and hornier to see the Black Cat take it and finger herself, touch her huge, full, soft breasts and go down on him so that her nose touched his stomach. Synch was on the verge of coming, just a couple of more blows.

- Harder you bitch, harder, fucking shit, he yelled. He was just starting to come, almost there...

Suddenly she stopped and stood up, transforming back into her normal, clothed self.

- What the fuck? You can't stop, fuck you! Everett yelled, almost in tears.

- Yes I can, she said, her faces inches from his.

- Please, I was coming so close!

- Perhaps later, she replied, placing the ring gag back into his struggling mouth. She walked over to Jubilee, put her arm around her, caressed her thighs. And what about you? You want to get fucked?

- Fuck you, Jubilee sobbed and started to moan and buckle as Raven pushed a couple of fingers into her cunt.

- I might be able to fill you up, but you have to be a good girl. I'm going to take you down now, and you can help me with the boys. What do you say?

- Fuck you, she sobbed again.

- We'll see about that, Mystique said as she lowered her down to the ground. She quickly opened and rebound Jubilee's hands from her front to behind her back, before she could protest. So what now? she asked the young mutant writhing on the floor.

- Now you go down, Jubilee yelled, springing up and head-butting Mystique in the stomach in one move. They both fell down, and before she could realize what was happening, Jubilee found herself under Raven, who was kissing her on the mouth. She responded as the shapeshifter's vinyl clothes melted away and her hand moved to touch Jubilee's clit.

Suddenly Jubilee was lifted up and onto her knees, and she found herself looking at Skin's grey cock, erect and covered in lots of flabby foreskin.

- In you go, Mystique said to her ear, holding her upright and pushing her fingers into Jubilee's asshole. Jubilee still hesitated. Mystique pushed the young mutant's ass forward, and Jubilee's head was thrust into Skin's crotch. Briskly Mystique took a hold of his cock with one hand and Jubilee's head with the other, and pushed the cock into her gaping mouth. Holding her firmly by her short hair, she pushed straight to the hilt and kept it there. Jubilee was used to throating, but the mass of Angelo's foreskin clogged her throat completely. She couldn't breathe and started to gag. Mystique was masturbating her with her other hand, nibbling her throat, kissing her ears. Angelo made thrusting motions with his hips to get himself further down Jubilee's throat. He knew she'd been blowing everyone else except him. Jonothon, Sean and even Everett. He intended to get his share.

Jubilee was sweating and choking, the constrictions of her throat making it better for Angelo. Her head started to swim, but it didn't feel all bad. Raven's mouth felt so good on her skin, and she really could find the right spot with the fingers down the former valley girl's cunt. Raven started yanking Jubilee's head up and down on Skin's cock. The amount of skin bloking her windpipe and throat prevented air going in. Between her escaping consciousness and emerging orgasm by Mystique's expert hand she marveled at the strange sensation Skin's cock was creating in her throat.

Jubilee started cumming, harder than she had ever orgasmed before, in long waves of pleasure that washed over her fleeting consciousness. She lost all sense of place and time. It just felt so good. She was breathing again.

- I think Skin here would like to have some fun too, Raven whispered in her ear. She saw Angelo's cock in front of her face, glistening with her saliva. Not really thinking about anything, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, playing with it lazily, moving her tongue between the folds of skin, finally finding the cockhead, taking it in a little deeper, sucking on the skin. She felt like a dream.

- What about you, Jonothon?, Mystique asked. I hear you can cum and cum over and over, because you're not really flesh and blood. Let's see if that's true, she continued, straddling him, his cock erect between her naked legs, the cockhead touching her navel.

- You a kinky guy, Jon? she whispered into his ear, rubbing her ample breasts against his chest. You like piercings?

As Mystique leaned back, Jonothon could see silver rings piercing her dark violet nipples, contrasting nicely with the dark blue of her breasts. He was sure they were even bigger than before. The rings were quite large, an inch across. In his mind they associated to the metal rings on the noses of cows, used to pull them forward or tie them down. He really liked them. Mystique could tell from the way his cock moved. Even Skin was watching her, as Jubilee explored his dick with her mouth. She was taking it slow now.

- I can tell you appreciate them. Tell me, who do they suit best, me or the White Queen? she asked.

Jonothon nodded towards her.

- I see you like me as I am, she continued after looking him in the eye for a while, touching the his cockhead fleetingly. I appreciate that, she said, taking a hold of his cock, leaning against him, smiling contentedly, her breasts pressing against his torso again, moving up for a moment so that she could get his cock inside her. She lowered herself slowly onto it, momentarily lost in her fulfillment.

- Boy, what would I give to have you sucking and biting on my nipples now, she sighed. But you can't, and that's that, she said as she started to move up and down on his shaft, taking her time, leaning her breasts against his face. Want me to do more piercings? she asked, breathing down at him. He nodded, as well as he could. He wouldn't have minded having a mouth and a tongue to touch all that gorgeous tit-flesh right about now, either.

- Let's see... Mystique said, pushing up on his cock. One for my navel. One for my clit. Two for my cunt lips. A couple of studs on my eyebrows. What do you think? she had stopped before coming down again, her arms on his shoulders. He just stared.

- Oh yeah, tongue, so that I can better suck you off, she said, coming down again. Chamber felt her cunt-muscles on his cock, keeping it tight. She was extraordinary. Huge, firm breasts against his face. Perfect abs, a tight butt. He loved the weird, Gothic look her blue skin and red hair gave her. Her luminescent yellow eyes mader her lust seem like that of an animal. He wanted to touch that hair. He wanted to fuck that ass.

- Vinyl boots, she breathed, starting to lose her cool as her pace on his cock started to quicken. She was wearing thigh-high high-heel boots of black vinyl, so skin-tight they would have been impossible for a normal human. My cunt tight enough for you? she asked, rubbing herself against the black leather straps covering half his face and upper chest.

Jubilee was no longer sucking on Angelo. She was watching Mystique. Raven has humping up and down Jonothon's cock in a frenzy, her hands seeking for purchase on Chamber's shoulders, the pole behind him. Jubilee's attention was momentarily diverted to Mystique's black stiletto heels, which apparently didn't cause her any balance problems at all, despite her wild bucking.

- Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh fuck! Raven gasped, pushing herself over the peak, pushing his cock inside her as deep as possible for the last time. Her orgasm was gentle, and left her slumped over the prone body of the British mutant, absent-mindedly caressing his back and hair. She was sweating and felt more relaxed than she had felt in ages. She licked a bit of Jonothon's sweat from his brow as her breathing started to calm down. He was still rock hard, buried inside her cunt to the hilt.

- Oh, you're still hard, she observed, disengaging from him and carefully standing up, allowing his cock to come free of her cunt. The long shaft was glistening with her cunt juices and his precum. Don't worry, I won't leave you stranded, she said happily, kneeling before him, taking a hold of his cock and licking the head. She tasted her own juices. She was lost for a moment, watching his cock, giving it a few quick strokes with her hand before carefully taking the cock head in her mouth first and then his whole shaft. He was very close, bucking against her face to get his cock deeper into her throat. She went down hard and fast, allowing her throat to do most of the work, long quick strokes. The tongue piercing felt novel in her mouth, rubbing against the cock shaft. He definitely liked it when she started playing with it for a bit. She could tell he was closing in.

- I know what you want, you want to cum on my face, she said as the did the last couple of strokes by hand, aiming his cock at her face. He'd been excited for so long, and his body produced cum quite prodigiously and when he finally started to come, there was a lot of it. Mystique kept stroking his cock as long strands of white gunk flew onto her eyes, cheek, open, waiting mouth, hair. He kept cumming. Sperm flew onto her breasts, her brow, her nose. She engulfed his still orgasming cock with her mouth again, taking the last bursts of cum down her throat and swallowing.

- Wow, you're really something, she said as she touched the white stuff on her chest, rubbing it into her breasts and blinking to get it out of her eyes.

Chamber's eyes widened and Mystique started to turn but Jubilee was too fast. Before Mystique could react, she had a power inhibitor collar around her neck. She didn't stop her move, but instead turned around and headbutted Jubilee in the stomach. The Asian mutant was free of her bonds but still had a collar on. She staggered backwards as Mystique stood up and turned to see who's collar was she wearing. The way it worked, she couldn't take it off herself. Someone else had to do it for her.

Angelo. Of course. Jubilee had been playing with Angelo, had come to her senses and opened his collar, with her teeth, probably. But how had she gotten her hands free?

Mystique's thoughts were interrupted as Skin concentrated all of his spare epidermis onto his cock, creating a huge tentacle and lashed out to Mystique, binding her torso with his foreskin. She stumbled down but he didn't let go. Angelo had used to the cock-tentacle to unbind Jubilee, but she hadn't even taken off his gag before taking on Mystique. Angelo was a bit surprised at his captive. Raven struggled a little, but once it became apparent she couldn't get free, she just settled down to wait.

- Not so fucking tough now, are you? Jubilee blustered as she got her wind back and walked back to Mystique and Angelo. Man, that's so gross! she continued, looking at Angelo's distended foreskin. Got a little more cock than you bargained for, eh? she teased, bowing down to speak to Raven's face.

- Ngghgggh, Synch mumbled. He was still erect, as were the other two guys.

- Oh yeah, wait a moment, Jubilee said and went over to free first Angelo, then Jonothon and Synch last.

While Jubilee was untying Everett, Jon walked over to Raven.

- HI RAVEN, he said to her telepathically. I'M GOING TO MAKE A LITTLE EXPERIMENT. AS YOU KNOW, THE POWER RESTRAINER ONLY BLOCKS CONSCIOUS USE OF A POWER, NOT REFLEXIVE, SUBCONSIOUS USE LIKE YOUR OR WOLVERINE'S HEALING OR MY PASSIVE TELEPATHY. LET'S SEE IF I CAN GIVE YOU A BIT OF SUBCONSCIOUS SUGGESTION. He put his hands on Mystique's temples and concentrated. Her mind was impossible to read, it was shifting and shifting. He decided to stop analyzing and just transmit. Suddenly a yard-long stick morphed into existence between Raven's ankles, attached to both by metal chains, keeping her legs apart.

- SKIN; LOOSE UP, Chamber said. Angelo cautiously loosened his hold on Mystique and started to reel his flesh in. Her hands were cuffed together at the wrists, in front of her.

- Wow, who did that? Jubilee asked as she and Everett came to the scene.

- I DID, Jonothon said.

- Cool, Jubilee said. Mystique was on all fours on the floor. She still wore the thigh-high boots and all the piercings. She was trying to sit, but the ankle-bar caused problems.

- You know what? I want to fuck her, Synch said. He was still erect. The others looked at him, some slightly shocked, others obviously harboring similar thoughts. Jonothon looked at Synch for a moment and stepped over to Mystique.

- OKAY, GIRL. YOU HAVE TWO CHOICES. YOU CAN EITHER BE DIFFICULT, IN WHICH CASE I'LL MORPH YOU INTO SOMETHING UNPLEASANT. OR, YOU CAN BE OUR LITTLE FUCKBUNNY, AND I WON'T. NOD IF YOU WANT TO BE OUR TOY. Mystique nodded. She'd been looking forward to this. Right now she had Chamber's huge, erect cock right in front of her face. He took a hold of her red hair. OPEN UP, BITCH. She opened her mouth and he pushed his cock in, to her throat.

- What are you boys waiting for? Jubilee asked. Fuck her!

Thanks to Jono, Mystique was already on all fours. Just as Jono started to fuck her face, Synch took a hold of her hips and positioned himself behind her. He tried her pussy with one hand, pushing two fingers inside her, playing with the piercings on her clit and cunt lips. He could see her cuffed hands grasping at the floor even as Jono had a firm hold of her hair and kept pushing in. His fingers wet with Mystique's juices, Everett started probing her ass and lubricating his cock. After a while, he spread her ass cheeks and pushed his cock in. The way it went in, firm but smooth, he suspected that this was not the first, nor the second time she'd been fucked up the ass.

- You should let her do the work, Jono, Everett said.

- YOU THINK SO? Chamber replied. YOU UP TO IT, MYSTIQUE? he asked her, momentarily out of her mouth. She nodded. Chamber sat down on the floor and lied down, pulling Raven by the hair to his cock. I WANT TO FEEL YOUR TITS, he said telepathically and Mystique complied, taking his cock into her ample cleavage, while Everett slowly and leisurely fucked her ass.

Jubilee was watching Mystique on all fours, massaging Jono's cock with her mouth and breasts, making little noises as Synch started to push harder. The young mutant reacted only with a small moan as Angelo, who had moved behind her, started to touch her, first her arms, then her breasts, then her cunt. She craned her neck to kiss him, and he responded, and filled her cunt with his fingers and skin.

- You know what, Angelo? she asked as he was slowly fingerfucking her with his epidermis. They were still standing, nestled against each other. Her voice told of bliss.

- Mmmmm?

- I think Mystique wants to be fucked. I think it would be more fun if we tie her down, oh yeah that's good, don't stop, she moaned as he started fingering her ass. I think it would be more fun if we tied her down and you'd all fuck me on top of her.

- We can do that after I cum, Everett replied. Hey, Jono. Can you do that telepathy thing to make her ass tighter?

- SURE, Jono replied. COME HERE, he said to Mystique, and pulled her along, so that she was lying on top of him, Synch following. Her face was kissing distance from Chambers and her breasts rubbed against his chest. She moved her cuffed hands over his head so she was effectively embracing him, worried what was happening. Synch pushed in as Chamber took hold of her temples and concentrated. Mystique whimpered in surprise as she felt Synch's cock fill her ass as never before, and then she realized Chamber was actually making her tighter. The sadistic fuck!

- Oh yeah, now we're talking, Synch said, feeling the increased pressure and taking a firmer hold of Raven's hips to keep her steady. She had lost interest in Chamber, inching forward over him, supporting herself by her elbows on either side of his head. Her breasts settled around his throat and he tried to maneuver his cock into her pussy. Unfortunately Synch kept her ass up in the air. Chamber was stuck, he couldn't get his hips high enough to fuck her.

- HEY, JUBILEE. COME HERE AND SUCK ME.

- Okay, right, Jubilee replied. She went on all fours, Angelo still probing her cunt. She crawled between Everett's legs and found Jono's straining cock under Mystique's dripping pussy. There was just enough space for Jubilee's head. She took Jono's long cock into her mouth, and carefully slipped it down her throat, her head going under Mystique's hips, Everett thrusting right above. Angelo started to push fingers into her ass, even as his skin eveloped her thighs, abdomen, cunt.

Jubilee felt her ass filling up even as the strange movements of Angelo's skin in her pussy were making it difficult to concentrate on blowing Jono. Everett's ass-fucking became more forceful, and Mystique started to moan in rhythm. Jubilee found that every time Synch pushed down, he forced Raven's hips down, pushing her cunt onto Jubilee's hair and forcing her down on Jono. The Asian teenager had to pace her cock-sucking in time to Everett, and as he kept going faster, she found it harder and harder to breathe. Doing it through her nose required too much concentration, made impossible by Angelo, who seemed to be massaging and touching her entire body from breasts down. Her ass and cunt were completely filled, and she didn't even notice when Skin started buttfucking her after paving the way with his epidermis. Jubilee's lean, trained teenage body felt very different from Mystique's voluptuous, perfect form.

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M was having a hard time finding her way through Arcade's labyrinthine, psychotic amusement park. Her job was to keep Mystique's henchmen occupied while Banshee did all the heroics, and she had decided to use her newfound understanding of sex to her advantage. She really wanted to get fucked by the Blob. To make sure that happened, she was wearing only a black PVC bikini struggling to keep her firm, young, full breasts contained. She had decied to bank on cleavage and a toned midriff.

Suddenly she picked up a mental signature. She stopped in midair, inside a gigantic replica of a fridge complete with a gargantuan milk carton, to concentrate. It was Paige, and she detected her because she knew her. Paige was being insanely horny. M could feel Paige's restraints, the gag in her mouth, the lazy motions of the dildo in her cunt, the sharp sting of the whip across her breasts. she couldn't see anything; apparently Paige was blindfolded, and right under her.

M punched through the floor of the fridge, pummeling through mainenance corridors and erupted out of the ceiling of a large public toilet, fitted with blue heroin lights. A throbbing industrial beat filled the air and just as she came through, a piece of aluminium tore through the straps of her top, exposing her breasts to the trio of Blob, Avalanche and Pyro who'd been playing with Paige and who stopped to stare at the Arabic mutant who suddenly erupted into their midst. Paige had been tied to some water pipes by the urinals, hands outstretched. She had a dildo gag in her mouth, a blindfold, another dildo in her cunt, silver rings piercing her nipples, cunt lips and nose. Pyro had just been hanging weights from her nipples. She was writhing and M could tell she was so horny she would've fucked a donkey.

- Nice tits, Avalanche said. He was naked, and didn't look too bad, but he was not M's objective. She had a mobid fascination with the immense bulk of the Blob. He was also naked, and his immense cock was at half-mast.

- We're so going to rape your Latin ass, the Blob said to her gleefully. Pyro let go of the weights, elicting a shudder from Paige. Since she was wearing a power-inhibitor collar, she was unable to husk away.

- I'm Moroccan, M said, not bothering to cover herself. And I didn't come here to fight. Release my friend and I'll let you go.

- Okay, let's cut the crap, Pyro said. I can make that collar explode with a thought, he continued, pointing to Paige, so you're going to do what we ask you to do, and I won't kill your friend here. Understood?

- Understood, M replied.

- What? Just like that? the Blob asked, suprised.

- Do I have a choice? M asked.

- No you don't. Here's your collar, Pyro said, tossing another collar to her. She caught it from the air and put it on, a bit hesitantly.

- You know, I think she's invulnerable. That's a shame, now we can't pierce her, brand her or do any of the fun stuff, Avalanche said.

- I'm sure you'll come up with something, M said, snapping the collar into place.

- Damn straight, the Blob said, figuring something out. This bitch came here to be fucked, but we're not in the service industry. Let's put her up.

- Against the wall, Pyro said, and M went to the wall, beside Paige. Hands up, Pyro continued and M did as she was told. Avalanche tied her wrists surprisingly fast, and in the next moment she was spreadeagled over a urinal on the wall, wearing only her PVC panties. The power inhibitor made her incapable of using her superstrength, so for the moment she was stuck.

- I think Paige here wants to fuck, Pyro said, taking her down. The blonde girl was almost spasming with desire. He removed her dildo gag and she started to beg instantly, seeking her cunt with her hands.

- Please fuck me, I can't take this anymore, she moaned, still blindfolded. She moved from groping at her cunt to groping around, trying to find someone to fuck her.

- I think we're too spent to do that, Avalanche said, but perhaps there's someone out in the club who wants to try. He went to the door of the toilet and opened it. The music volume went up and M could see a bit of the club outside. It looked real, like a kinky punk/industrial place, and a couple of young guys wearing leather jackets walked into the toilet. Probably robots, but she sure couldn't tell the difference. The first one dropped his jeans and roughly pulled Paige's head by her ponytail to push his erect dick into her mouth as more guys came in, most of them young, alternative type twentysomethings.

Paige was in heaven. Another guy took a hold of her hips and pushed his cock into her ass. M could have sworn that Paige was an anal virgin, but from the passive telepathic impressions she was gathering, this was not the case. She'd been fucked up the ass a couple of times before, tied up no less, by Jono when they were dating. A third guy, with designer shades and a celtic tattoo, was under her, trying to get his dick into her pussy and throwing the weights still attached to her nipples out of his way. She had dicks in both hands and a couple of guys masturbating and shooting their loads into her back, her hair, her ass. Soon they flopped her around, so that she was supported by the men fucking her every hole, nipples stretched by the weights, back arched from having a cock in ther mouth and two in her ass.

M was getting insanely horny. Pyro was gently rubbing the front of her panties, and she tried to hump his hand, but he only laughed. A couple of times he explored under the PVC for a moment, but never came down to her immaculately shaved pussy. The men were forcing Paige to drink from the urinal under M while they slapped her breasts and fucked her ass, and Pyro scooped a bit of sperm from Paige's back to feed to M. She licked his fingers with a desperate yearning.

The pack of horny alterno-guys settled Paige down on the floor so one of them could fuck her breasts, pulling on the weights and her rings, baiting her tongue with his cock while another guy was attaching a leash to the rings on her cunt lips. Her hands were occupied jacking of two more guys.

Pyro cut off M's PVC panties. Her juices started to flow along her legs, and he dipped his fingers into her cunt for a taste.

- So, which one of us you want to fuck? he asked.

- The Blob, M breathed, tense from anticipation.

Pyro and Avalanche looked at her mouths open.

- Alright! the Blob said. He took a hold of her torso with both hands and tore her down. She was still invulnerable, so she couldn't get hurt. He groped at her breasts and held her against his vast bulk, looking at her beautiful, dark face.

- You wanna suck my cock? he asked.

- Oh yes, she replied, looking him straight in the eye. Her breasts were squished against his rolls of fat. She kissed him on the forehead and slipped down from his hold to her knees in front of him. The Blob looked obscenely happy.

- You know, all your friends I had to rape, Paige here, Jubilee and the White Queen of course. Although she was delectable, the Blob said.

- I can't imagine why, M replied, stroking his huge, enormous cock, turned on even more by the idea of that cock being forced into Emma Frost. The Blob stroked her long, straight, lustrous black hair as she kissed his cock and finally, with effort, took it inside her mouth. The Blob's hand on her head slowly but irrevocably guided his penis deeper and deeper, forcing her breath through her nose, until most of it was inside her throat, only a hand-length remaining outside. He sensed it wouldn't go any further and let go, M settling into a slow pace of deepthroating, letting his cock experience all the sensations her throat and mouth had to offer. She may not have had her mutant ability of perfection anymore, but she was still pretty damn talented.

- Why don't you tell me what you did to Emma? she said before she took his cock back in.

- Yeah, yeah, you're good, the Blob grunted, settling down on the ground, pulling her after him. We did a lot of things to her. My favorite was when Pyro there made her eat from a dogbowl and yip and bark, and if she didn't do it, we put on the current to the taser-dildo in her cunt. She was so cooperative, and I got so hot watching her eat dog food I grabbed her head amd shoved my cock into her mouth, all the way down. She's a really good cocksucker, maybe that's what you learn in those high class fancy schools she's been to as a teenager.

- Another good one was when we made her suck off all of her students, Pyro said. You could see the guys trying to mask their enthusiasm.

- Yeah, and the dinner party, where Mystique made her drink sperm, Avalanche said. We were all real fancy, tuxedos and all, Mystique was gorgeous in a white dress. Only every time Queenie made a mistake, and we just invented most of them since she's an upper-class bitch and knew how to behave, we made her strip. And instead of wine, she had sperm in the glass, with vodka. She ended up under the table, sucking us off naked before we got to the desert.

- That was really classy, the Blob said, fondling M's breasts, her enormous hands moving over her nubile body. I really appreciate this, X-girl, he continued. I always get the short end of the stick with fucking. Pyro once got Mystique drunk and fucked her ass while she impersonated that Chicano actress, Salma Hayek, and Avalanche gets all the wannabe evil fangirls, even though his image is wimpy.

- Hey! Avalanche protested.

- It's true, besides, who're you to complain. You fucked that chick, Marrow. On her good days she was kinda cute even with the bones.

The horde of men fucking Paige had thrown the leash over some pipes running in the ceiling and now Paige was hanging by the rings in her cunt, the lips stretched obscenely, the leash going around her wrists to take off some of the weight. Her head was at the men's crotch level, and she tried not to move to alleviate the pain, whimpering as a punk with a mohawk fucked her face and slapped her tits. Her blonde hair was crusted with sperm and her legs were spasming uselessly in the air. There was a piece of metal pipe sticking out of her ass.

- Fuck me now, M said, looking the Blob on the eyes from behind the cock she was stroking.

- Alright, the Blob replied, heaving himself up while M went on all fours on the floor sticky with sperm, courtesy of the men using Paige. The Blob took a hold of M's midriff with both hands and pushed his cock into her cunt with one, smooth stroke. She was so wet and so frustrated it went in easily despite it's enormous girth. His mounds of flat rolled over her ass as he sought the best position to start hammering her. She screamed in pleasure, the want finally being satisfied. Her long black hair was collecting up come of the sperm on the ground.

The Blob was a methodical fucker, and finally getting someone who actually wanted to fuck him was a treat that made him want to savor every moment. He groped at her breasts, made her suck his fingers, rode her hard while a knot of her hair in one hand. Since he'd been fucking constantly for a couple of days straight he knew he'd take time to come. Pyro and Avalanche took turns at her mouth, making her blow them. She gave lazy but happy blowjobs, made sloppy by her orgasms and her satisfaction.

After half an hour of fucking the Blob withdrew and took an aim at her asshole. Spreading her cheeks, he started to push in, against the resistance of her invulnerable body. M didn't feel pain, she just felt stretched and more full than she had ever before as the Blob slowly pushed the entire length of his cock into her bowels. Encouraged by her spastic whimpers of exctacy, he started pushing in and out harder, pulling her in by her breasts, his pace quickening as he finally approached climax.

M's unfocused, post-orgasmic gaze wandered to the prone form of Paige, still hanging from the ceiling, the weights on her nipples pulling her breasts down. The men fucking her finally been exhausted and had left. The Blob started to come, pushing his cock in as far as possible one final time. M felt the immense mass of his sperm bursting inside her, coming out around his cock, dribbling down her legs. He held himself down inside her for a long time before finally pulling out. She collapsed on the floor as he let go of her.

- Thanks, that was fucking great, the Blob said, moving over to Paige to clean his dick inside her mouth. You okay? he asked M:

- Yeah. Fuck. Yeah, M mumbled.

After a couple of cleansing strokes into Paige's throat the Blob cut her down and settled her on the ground. He undid her wrists, and she didn't seem to be about to move.

- Let's hit the kitchen, I want food, he said.

- Yeah, Roger that, Avalanche said. The trio walked out of the toilet and into the club.

- Ladies, stay put, Pyro said as he closed the door.

After they had been gone awhile, Paige crawled over to M, and with the last remnants of her strength, pulled M's head by the hair to her cunt. M smelled the cum covering Paige's pussy and started to lap it up, suck and lick her slowly and langurously. She didn't really have the energy to move more than that. Paige was stroking her black hair with one hand. The pipe was still in her ass.

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After wandering in the tunnels way too long, worried about M, Sean suddenly heard distinct sounds of fucking. He started to run towards them along the maintenance corridor and burst through a double-door to find himself inside a barn. Jubilee was on her knees, back arched so Skin, behind her, could facefuck her as Synch fucked her cunt furiously. Skin was fondling her breasts. Mystique was hanging by her wrists from a hook and a rope in the ceiling, clad in nothing but vinyl boots and piercings. She was covered in sperm. Jonothon was standing by her, naked, fondling her cunt idly as he watched the others fuck Jubilee. Mystique looked deprived. Jono had an erection.

- OH, HELLO SEAN, he said as Banshee barged in.

- I see that you're not in a desperate need of rescue, Sean said, stopping to take in the situation. Skin looked like he was trying to push his hips into Jubilee's mouth as he came, and the sperm started to come out of her nose, sliding to her eyes and forehead.

- YOU WANT SOME? Chamber asked, twisting one of Mystique's nipples by the ring.

- Well, Banshee started. He'd just fucked a girl in the mouth, but his cock was moving again, and no wonder. Yeah, I want to fuck her.

- OKAY, BUT WE HAVE A RULE. YOU DON'T MAKE HER CUM. OTHERWISE, EVERYTHING GOES AND SHE'll GO ALONG SINCE SHE'S GOT THE COLLAR, Chamber explained, taking Mystique down and making her body morph off the bonds.

- Can you make her look like someone else? Banshee asked, undressing. Skin was lying on his back on the floor. Synch had turned Jubilee around and was fucking her in the ass. She was almost senseless from a wave of orgasms, her face and tits rubbing the floor.

- SURE, AND YOU, DON'T GET ANY IDEAS, he said, yanking down on Mystique's nipples hard enough to force her down on her knees. She didn't yelp, just gasped for air.

- Okay, I'd like to fuck Theresa, you know my daughter?

- SURE I KNOW HER, AND RAVEN HERE KNOWS HER TOO SO IT'S NOT TOO DIFFICULT.

- Good. But keep the boots and the piercings. And tell her to act the part, Sean said, his cock already erect from the prospect of fulfilling his incestuous dreams.

Mystique looked up to Sean, licked her lips and morphed. Sean's cock felt like it was going to assault her on its own if Banshee didn't. On front of him was a teenage Irish beauty, all freckles, reddish orange hair, fresh features, full, young breasts and touched with bay fat and aching to be touched, capped by puffy nipples adorned with the large rings. She only wore the black vinyl boots.

- Father! You look stressed. Is there something I can do for you? she said, standing up and moving close to him, all in apparent innocence. Her nipple rings almost brushed Sean's chest as she laid her hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. Jono was watching the sitution from the sidelies and slowly starting to jack off.

- Oh yeah, darling, oh yeah, Banshee said, kicking his pants off his feet. Mystique/Theresa's hand brushed against his erection. She didn't seem to notice.

- You know, I never knew you as a father when I was growing up, so I think I would like to get to know you better, catch up... she whispered into his ear.

- You can get to know me better all right, Banshee replied and gently but very firmly pushed her down to her knees so she was facing his erection. Say hello to mr. Dick.

- Hello, mr. Dick.... It's huge, Theresa said as she gingerly took the head of his cock into her mouth, licking the end and the precum drblling off the hole like she was experimenting with it for the first time.

- Fuck, fuck, Sean panted. In a supreme effort of mental control he only took a hold of Theresa's head by her hair and pushed his dick all the way into her throat. It slid in perfectly. He caressed her hair for a moment with his hands. She kept his cock all the way in, letting him feel her throat. He started to feel the urge to start facefucking her. She gently removed his hands from her hair and guided them behind his back. He clasped them together to keep from grabbing her head the way his dick told him to.

Slowly, she pulled his cock out, caressing the shaft with her tongue and holding it with her hands. Her grip was firm yet soft, and the cock was long enough that she could hold it with both hands and still touch the head with her tongue. Sean's entire body was bursting with tension. He was emitting a low moan, his mutant power vibrating everything in the room. Theresa took the length of his cock back into her throat again, slowly. This time she let it out again, slowly, but didn't stop the movement. The started a steady motion, never hurrying, sometimes stopping to lick the shaft or the head or give it a couple of wanks with her hands as she looked up, her eyes full of innocence. It was this look that made Sean almost insane with lust.

Jono had gotten tired of wanking. Synch had collapsed after coming in Jubilee's ass. They were both lying on the ground, and Jono was trying to prop her up using Synch's body as a support to be able to assfuck her while watching Mystique do her magic on Sean.

- Wait, I don't want to come yet, Sean gasped, and gently, with utmost control lifted Theresa's head from his cock. The shaft looked close to bursting. She followed his motion and stood up.

Banshee was trembling from the want and conflicting passion inside him. He guided her hands behind her head so she was standing straight, breasts proudly jutting forwards, legs apart, everything available for his touch. She looked at him with a sunny smile. Sean moved behind her, caressing her arms, then her neck with his hands. He ran his hands down her sides, stopping to feel her flat abdomen. Slowly one hand moved downwards until it reached her neatly trimmed cunt. Touching her clit elicted a moan from Theresa, the first real aknowledgement of the sexual feelings inside her.

He sank a couple of fingers inside her, and found her wet. He took the fingers that had been in her cunt and slowly fed them to her, his whole body still trembling from repressed lust. She licked her own juices while Sean cupped her soft yet firm breasts, feeling the piercings, kneading them more violently.

- Let me, Theresa said. Banshee stood aside and she knelt down, her eyes still innocent but her body wet with want. She took hold of his cock with both hands and started to caress and wank, all the while looking him straight in the eyes. He stood still like a statue, growling in a low voice. She maintained a steady rhythm, never breaking her gaze, refusing to speed up as he was getting closer to coming, minute by agonizing minute.

Sean started to sound like he was trying to scream with his mouth closed. Theresa continued her ministrations, hands moving, eyes locked. Suddenly he kissed the head of his cock. Sean gulped in air and let out a strangled sound as sperm started to fly out of his cock and onto Theresa's face, hair and breasts. Suddenly she was wanking his cock fast and hard, just the way he liked when he was coming, sperm flying everywhere. He felt like all energy that he had was flying out of his cock and onto the face of his daughter.

Then it was over. He was standing hunched over. Theresa was still holding his cock, smiling at him, strands of sperm on her face. He was still rock hard. He was breathing hard and ragged. He fell to his knees and Theresa let go of his cock. He started to crawl on all fours towards Jono who was assfucking the semi-conscious Jubilee over the body of the sleeping Synch. Sean pushed Jono away, and the young Brit fell down, giving a startled telepathic yelp. Sean grabbed hold of Jubilee's waist violently and pushed his cock into her ass, immediately starting to hump her as fast and as hard as he could, holding her by her wiats, her breasts, her hair.

- Slut, whore, fuck, fuck, slut, fuck, and more words to that effect could be made out of Sean's breathless grumbling. He started to hit and tear at Jubilee's breasts, sometimes slapping her face and forcing his fingers into her mouth as he pummeled into her ass. The Asian girl started to wake up, panting and screaming incoherently. She had no idea what was happening to her. She had thought she'd been spent, but subjected to this punishing fuck she found new reserves of lust.

The violence of Sean's fuck and the sheer fuck energy in the room made Jono look to Mystique/Theresa for release. She was watching Sean fuck Jubilee, looking almost bemused. Jono went to her side. Something told him it might not be a good idea to have Sean see him fucking Theresa, but he couldn't resist. He tweaked her nipple rings playfully and took her head to hic crotch while he sat down on the floor. He took a hold of her hair and started to facefuck her unceremoniously while he watched Sean tear into Jubilee. It felt like a game of chicked. The longer he did it, the more exited he became and the greater the risk of Sean noticing what was happening and flying into a rage.

Suddenly Sean seemed to look straight into his eyes and Jono froze. Only after a moment he realized he'd been holding Theresa down, his entire length in her throat making breathing dificult. Sean's eyes were closed.

- TIME TO CHANGE, Jono said to Mystique and made her change into her normal blue self, plus the piercings. He let go of her head and laid back, letting her do the work. She started blowing him lazily, caressing his balls.

Sean let out an incoherent scream as he came and collapsed over the struggling body of Jubilee. His cock plopped out of her ass as he rolled to her side and stayed there, breathing hard, eyes closed. Jubilee was wheezing, and didn't move. With wonderful lazy comfort Mystique brought Jono to another orgasm, swallowing most of his copious sperm.

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Some time later, the three villains returned. Paige and M were still lying in the mess on the floor, sleeping or too exhausted to move.

- Hey, you want to fuck some more? the Blob asked M, lifting her head by her hair.

- Mmmm? she replied, drowsily.

- Thanks to modern medicine we're still horny, and I was thinking you might want to have another go, the Blob explained.

- I'm too tired, M mumbled.

- No you're not, the Blob said as he raised her in the air by her hair. He didn't notice that neither M nor Paige wore their power inhibitors.

- What if I just suck you off? M asked, wriggling.

- Sure you can, suck on Pyro while I fuck you, the Blob said and put her down on all fours. Pyro came up to her na dguided her face to his crotch.

- Suckie suckie, he said. M took his half-erect cock into her mouth. The Blob gave his dick a couple of wanks and started to push it inside M's cunt.

Pyro gave a strangled scream as M suddenly applied her power of perfection to his cock. He had an instant orgasm in her mouth, sperm flying down her throat, but she didn't quit. Pyro was screaming in exctacy and pain as M's cunt muscles were milking the Blob to another perfect orgasm. The huge, fat man bellowed, almost in panic. Pyro came again, painfully. The Blob tried to pull himself free, but M was stronger. Pyro collapsed, passing out. M let his shriveling cock out of her mouth and concentrated on the Blob. He was hyperventilating and in the throes of his fourth pain orgasm. Lightheaded from the excess oxygen, he too passed out.

M stood up and looked around. Avalanche was running away, naked, along a corridor. M flew in pursuit and tackled him from behind. She threw him on the ground and straddled him, giving his cock a quick wank which made it instantly erect before pushing it into her cunt. She was sitting on him, cock inside her, perfectly held so it didn't lose the erection. Avalanche looked up at her breasts and face wide-eyed. M was smiling cruelly.

- Touch my breasts, she said. Gingerly, Avalanche complied, caressing her breasts with the lightest of touches. She started to fuck him slowly and pleasureably, taking her time. She stooped down to kiss him and give his hands a better access. He was stiff from fear. She didn't pay him much heed except when he was slacking in his caressing of her body. After half an hour, she was draped over him, humping and bucking slowly, her tits on either side of his head. She came gently, and when she rose to see how Avalanche fared, she found he had fainted from fear.

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Jono was watching TV in his basement room. His pants were down, and Mystique, still wearing the power-dampening collar, a PVC corset and thigh-high vinyl boots in addition to the piercings was sucking his cock. Her hands were bound behind her back, more because Jono thought she blew better this way than from any reason to restrain her. Jono was undecided whether she could have escaped any time she wanted or whether she feared his ability to mold her body against her will so much, she didn't dare to try.

It had been some months since they escaped from the old Arcade complex. Jono had been alone with Mystique for a moment, and afterwards he had told everybody she had escaped. In reality, he had smuggled her home to be his personal fucktoy. He was a generous guy, so he'd told Synch and Skin about it. Sean had found out. Jono could tell when Banshee had seen his daughter, because the next night he'd be there, making Mystique play his daughter and fucking her. In the beginning, he was very repressed, but as time went on, he started to enjoy degrading her more and more. He had progressed into making his daughter-surrogate drink his piss at dinner from a wineglass before making her suck the cocks of all the dogs on the school grounds.

Normally Jono kept Mystique in her normal form; that was what he preferred. When not in use, she was chained in a sub-basement room, on all fours from her ankles and wrists, ready to be fucked. With difficulty, she could lie down and sleep. This was so Jono's pals could come and fuck her safely when he was not around.

Normally Sean was busy with Emma. After the adventure, she'd jumped him. Now they'd progressed to playing ponygirl. It involved having Emma in a pony harness, gagged and often with a chastity belt and a dildo inside her, trotting around the more secluded school grounds, bells hanging from her nipple piercings, drawing a small carriage.

Sometimes Synch or Skin asked to have Mystique turn into Emma. Sometimes Emma secretly came down to replace the shapechanger and let her students have their way with her thinking they were fucking a copy.

Skin was a bit of a starfucker. His favorites were Britney Spears, Shakira and Pink, and Mystique had been fucked very thoroughly while shapeshifted into all of them. It often involved elaborate, pre-scripted scenarios. Synch was more into the superhero thing, asking Jono to make Mystique change into the fellow superheroes he had fantasized about. He had also found his violent side, tearing into the Scarlet Witch, the Black Cat, Storm, Psylocke or Sue Richards with equal abandon. He liked to slap them while the fucked, go for heavy SM involving nailing their breasts to poles and sewing their cunts shut and a steady torrent of verbal abuse. Thankfully Mystique healed fast.

Jono lifted Mystique's head by her hair and drew her close. Her ample breasts pressed againt his chest. She kissed him where his mouth should have been and he thought that life was pretty good.

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