Dirty Thoughts

Rogue felt as if she were going to scream, feeling Sabertooth's massive dick filling one hole and his thick clawed fingers filling the other. Sabertooth was not one to have mercy on anyone and Rogue was no exception. He dove his fingers inside of her, twisting and turning them, feeling his sharp claws scrape at her sensitive skin inside. Rogue held onto the tree hard as she felt reality slipping away and her only awareness was of being fucked, and being fucked unlike any other time before. He was an animal, an absolute beast, when it came to fucking women, whether consenual or rape, usually the latter, but there was the ocassional woman who came on to him.

His cock pushed Rogue to her limits, its massive size and girth forcing her apart wider than she had ever been, even by Logan, who for most women was painfully large. It was like having a gigantic summer sausage stuffed in your pussy, and if she hadn't been so into this she would've zapped him by now. The knowledge that what she was doing was terribly wrong was another stimulus that got her off even more. Sabertooth could smell how aroused she was, which for one part angered him and the other turned him on. His cock slammed into her, her pussy never entirely growing used to its size, and his largely palpable veins created a hot friction that sent liquid warmth throughout her body and engulfed his dick.

He rode her hard and relentlessly, driving himself into her like a jackhammer, with thrust after forceful thrust as Rogue held onto the tree to keep from collapsing. His two fingers continued to plunge into her slick asshole, each movement matching that of his cock, creating a frantic rhythm that vibrated throughout the woods. His hugely large hips rocketed into hers with bruising force, making her ass and thighs even redder then they had been after he cruelly whipped her with his thick leather b Ro Rogue's mind was numb and her body was buzzing as she focused solely on the sinful feelings she was experiencing. His free hand grasped her waist tightly in order to keep her from hitting the tree too hard when he forced himself into her. Ocassionally he would drag his claws along her pale skin, leaving red scratches in their wake.

The friction inside of her was burning her up, her clit ached with wanton need and her red pussy lips dripped her sweet liquid fire down her inner thighs. But she didn't need her clit to be stimulated to cum from this, his cock inside of her was enough. As his movements grew more rapid and cruel, he would draw his dick out so that the tip was barely inside of her and he would thrust back in, loving the feel of her tight muscles still stretching to accomodate him. The wet squishing sound his cock made when he thrust back into her filled Rogue's senses as she felt her arousal starting to peak. Her head hung low and her breathing was rough and ragged, her mouth parted, as she fought to maintain what little composure was left in her trembling little body.

"Yer a dirty little slut, ya know that Rogue, I know how much you wanted this, how many times did you stroke that hot little cunt thinkin' of me fuckin' ya like this, huh, don't lie to yerself, ya always wanted this didn't ya," Sabertooth growled out as he ground his hips against her, his massively large and heavy b swi swinging up and slapping Rogue's tender pussy. Rogue just moaned, her bottom lip quivering with constrained lust. "I asked ya a question," Sabertooth said, punctuating his statement with a sharp thrust of his fingers, opening and closing them in widessorssor-like motions. "A-All the time, ah've wanted ya for a long time, I fuck ma'self with ma fingers every night thinkin' of ya," Rogue said shakily, her cunt raging in heat and her peak fast approaching.

That was all Sabertooth needed to hear, speeding up his thrusts until the sounds of his hips slapping her ass could barely be told apart. He added a third finger to her ass, causing Rogue to moan gutturally from deep within her chest. Her breasts swung to and fro as her captor fucked her harder than anyone could've imagined. His sharp claws continued to scrape her tender insides, igniting a fire within her that she never imagined anyone could bring out in her. All her nerves were on edge and any little touch she felt made her cry out. Rogue felt herself cumming fast, the most intense thing she had ever experienced. She felt the orgasm control her body, its pleasure so extreme that it almost bordered on pain. Black spots formed before her eyes as the she fought not to pass out.

She pushed herself into him as she rode out the residual waves of the orgasm, her juices having squirted onto Sabertooth's abdomen and onto the ground. Sabertooth plunged into her a few more times erratically as he plunged into his own orgasm, shooting spurt after spurt of hot, thick, creamy seed into her. He withdrew his fingers and slowly pulled himself out of her as she collapsed to her knees, trying to regain her strength. His cum leaked down her legs from jui juicy slit and she slowly turned around to face him. He was pulling his pants back on as she looked at him, his body as gorgeous as a god's and his hard, rugged features enough to make any woman want him.

"Like what ya see darlin'," Sabertooth quipped as he noticed her oggling him. Rogue shook her head plainly. "Well then, ya oughta go fer walks more often and ya can see it more then," Sabertooth said with a grin. A slight smile came to her lips as she watched the massive beast walk off to God knows where. Rogue dressed herself in skimskimpy little outfit, wiping the cum off with the inside of her shorts and hoping nobody would notice. Of course Logan would smell his scent if she got anywhere near him before showering. "Hmm, ah'll need to try an' sneak past him," Rogue thought to herself as she resumed her walk.

Jean was in dire need of a shower now, the smell of heady sex and sweat still clinging to her body, her hair a red mess and some leaves still clinging to her shirt. The last thing she wanted was to run into anybody on her way up to shower, especially any of the guys, mainly Logan or Scott. But as she rounded the corner to go into her room to get an adequate change of clothes she ran smack into Logan, literally. She hadn't been paying attention to what she was doing because she was so busy trying to see if anyone noticed her or not. "Hey Red, ya look like ya have a lot on yer mind," Logan said as he began to take notice of her unusually unkempt appearance and the still lingering scent of sex. Logan sniffed the air again. Yep, definitely sex. "What've ya been up to out there Red," Logan asked her directly, watchinr grr grimace at the question.

"Nothing, I-I just fell that's all," Jean lied to him, knowing he wasn't buying it. "Don't lie ta me Red, I can smell the sex on ya," Logan said with a wolfish grin. "Who's the lucky guy," Logan asked her boldly. "Uh, you probably wouldn't want to know," Jean said, her face beginning to flush with embarrassment. "I wouldn't would I," Logan teased her. "Lemme guess then, it was one he Bhe Brotherhood boys wasn't it," Logan said with a flash of his gorgeous smile. The only time Jean had stood this close to him was during their battle sims or real battles, and the mischevious look in his eyes told Jean that his teasing wasn't as pure as she thought it was. "Yes it was," Jean said, looking him in the eyes for any sign of anger. All she saw was his eyes darken slightly and his grin grew wider, his sharp teeth gleeming almost surreally.

"Ok, 'nuff said," Logan said, not really wanting to know which one it was. "But ya know how I don't like any of ya ta hang around, or fuck in yer case, any of those assholes," Logan s the the smirk never entirely leaving his face as he spoke. "Yeah, and," Jean said, growing defensive of her predicament. "And, there'll have to be a consequence for yer actions," Logan said, watching her eyes widen. "I want ya down in the Danger Room in an hour, alone," Logan said as he walked off. Jean's mind was buzzing with the potential eingeing alone with him, and what the possible consequences could be. Jean gathered some clothes and washed herself off, leaving only the scent of floral shampoo and soap.

Jean had always been attracted to Logan whether she would admit it to herself or not, and he was often a player in some of her wilder fantasies and dreams, along with Scott. Jean was sure her heart was beating a mile a minute as she approached the door to the Danger Room. She listened for the sounds of anyone else in there but heard nobody. She opened the door and walked in, the door shutting coldly behind her. She looked around at the setup of the room and seeing a large horizontal metal pole standing on two vertical ones in front of her and what looked to be two hooks in the floor in front of the pole. Her mind fluttered at what they could possibly be used for when Logan appeared from behind her. He had been waiting in the shadows just watching her reaction.

Jean felt a warm hand cover her mouth and she attempted to scream but her scream was stopped in its tracks as she felt a hot, hard body pressing against her backside. "Now I know ya wouldn't want anyone ta hear us," Logan whispered in her ear. He could smell her fear but it was mixed equally with want. Logan led her over to the metal pole and told her to take her clothes off. "Wh-what are you going to do to me," Jean asked, suddenly becoming fearful. Logan only laughed as Jean peeled off her clothing, leaving her flawless skin for him to admire. Jean could sense Logan's arousal and she felt herself begin to get wet.

Logan procured a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and he pushed Jean over to the pole where he handcuffed her to it. If Jean had really wanted to get away she would've by now and Logan knew this, so he continued. From his other pocket he retrieved two chains, each with a clamp on one end and an ankle cuff on the other. He secured the cuffs to her ankles and hooked them through the two hooks on the ground so that her legs were spread wide apart. Her now wet slit peered out at Logan from between her legs, her thicsweesweet scent overriding Logan's senses as he fought to control himself.

As Jean stood spread eagle against the pole she felt the Professor probing her. 'Jean are you alright,' he mentally asked her. 'Yes Professor, I'm fine,' she answered as innocently as she could, seeing as she was buck naked in the middle of the Danger Room with a very horny Logan. 'I just es fes fear thats all, what are you doing,' Xavier asked her, not wanting to probe too much. 'Nothing, really,' Jean tried to tell him but she khe whe wouldn't buy it either. Xavier probed into her mind further to see if she truly was alright before quickly withdrawing, his face burning with a fiery blush. 'Oh my, I'm sorry Jean. I'll talk to you later,' Xavier said, making Jean blush because she knew what he had seen. But after what he had seen and sensed, Logan and Jean's meeting wasn't going to be as private as they thought.


Next chapter: Logan/Jean with Xavier, and Jubilee/Bobby