Snowstorm

Kurt's yellow eyes burned into hers as he slowly raked them over her naked flesh and Storm could almost feel the heat radiating from them. Storm thought that Kurt was supposed to be an extremely religious man the the look in his eyes at that moment was anything but pure. Kurt brought his face in closer to hers, his lips brushing softly against the outline of her jaw and then the slow, heated trail of his pink tongue tracing her full pouty lips. She darted her own out, swirling it around his and snaking it up into his parted mouth. His lips then joined hers as her tongue tasted and felt him, and oh how good he felt. His tail curled around her waist, preventing fromfrom pulling away, not like she really wanted to. Her tongue traced the tips of his sharp teeth, loving the equally smooth and sharp sensations it brought to her. He tasted so good, sweet like candy and she was more heady and spicy.

He pulled his lips from hers with a wet smack, then moving in on the curve of her neck, kissing feather light and then nipping sharply at the sensitive skin there, a sudden gasp coming from her and then she leaned her head to one side, giving him more access to her neck. His soft tongue soothed the bite marks before nipping at her again, and then soothing it. Her hands pawed at his clothing, yearning to have them off so she could feel his own naked body pressed against hers. He chuckled against her neck and then obliged her, peeling off the layers of his clothes. First the jacket, then the vest and shirt, revealing a beautifully scarred and muscular blue chest. She ran her small hands over it, feeling the incredibly beautiful scars that he inflicted upon himself, each meaning something different.

He then undid his bright striped pants, pulling them down too and revealing that he wore no underwear, just a massive, rigid, thick blue cock greeted her widening eyes. He kicked the pants off of his two toed feet, shoving the rest of his clothes behind him towards the door. He came closer to her again and knelt before her, running his rough tridactyl hands over her smooth cocoa thighs and Storm shivered, the touch of his hands against her feeling so incredible. She stared down at the demonic looking man, his yellow eyes looking up at her and he grinned, baring his fangs to her before bringing his face to her slick mound, looking up at her again and then she saw that pink tongue of his snake out of his open mouth and slide inch by inch against her slit, over her clit and across her moist lips, parting them with ease and teasing her hole, tasting other men besides himself still lingering on her. "Meine Liebe, who elze have you been with," he asked, his voice husky and thickly German. His tongue then slid up and circled around her clit, playing with the little pearl.

Storm's mouth quivered in pleasure as her body was overwhelmed with ecstasy. "I, I, was with two others, Logan and Sabretooth," Storm breathed out as he lightly but sharply grazed his teeth over her clit. "Mmm, I thought so, I can taste them on you," he said, and emphasized that by sliding his tongue down to her juicy hole and plunged it into her, eliciting a small cry from her. Slowly his thick tongue wound its way up inside of her, twisting and turning, writhing and snaking its way into her hot, wet cunt. He turned and his face disappeared between her legs as his entire tongue wound its way inside of her. It felt inhumanly long and oh so thick and hot. He began to fuck her with it, alternating slow and fast, his large thumb coming up and rubbing over her clit. She squatted further over his face and ground her hips against his face. She increasingly pushed his face further down until he was laying on the bathroom floor beneath her and she knelt above him, her cunt still sliding along his face as his tongue danced inside of her.

She bent forward and caressed his his firm thighs with her hands, bringing her mouth above his cock. She licked just the tip of his dick and Kurt nearly jumped out of his skin. She quietly laughed and took the head into her mouth, swirling her delicate little tongue around the thick mushroom head and sucking hard on it. She heard Kurt moan beneath her and she took that as a good thing and began sliding the length and width of him down her throat, opening her jaws wide to accomodate his huge size, not stopping when he hit the back of her throat but taking him entirely down her throat until she felt her nose press against his curly black pubes. She then began to bob her head up and down, sucking him off like a popsicle, coating him from base to tip in her spit. He involuntarily bucked his hips against her mouth as she sucked him off as Storm sat on his face and rode his tongue.

Before either of them could cum, Storm removed herself from off of his face and spun around to face him. It was hurn urn to grin as she used one hand to hold his cock steady and she wiggled her hips, just barely touching him, and stared into those intense yellow eyes of his and then slid herself down on his cock. It was even better than her mouth, even hotter and tighter than it and he licked his lips in anticipation. Storm moved herself up and down on top of him, feeling the incredible thickness and length coarsing through her like nobody else had before. She looked wild and untamed riding him like that, her hair strewn about her and her eyes glazed over with passion.

As she lifted up off of him she clenched her muscles as tight as she could get them, doubling the sensations and getting him off even more, doing this over and over again until she just couldn't anymore. Her juice dribbled down over his dick and balls and onto the bathroom floor, making a sticky mess for them to clean up afterwards. She slammed herself down on him hard, her big tits bouncing up and down, the chocolate nipple hard and jutting out. She ground her clit against his groin as she came down on it, feeling the little bolts of pleasure shoot through her each time she did. He started to move against her too, meeting her thrusts as she came down on him, bouncing her further up off of him, jolting her and slamming into her and she threw headhead back and cried out, her eyes glazed white as the sky outside again turned ominous.

His hips and cock bruised her pussy as she forced herself down on it and he forced himself up into her. They could hear the wet smacking sounds her juicy cunt made each time she moved on his dick, his thick and pulsing veins creating an even more bumpy ride. She wiggled her hips to and fro and in circular motions as she continued to pick up speed, but then to her surprise, Kurt sat up and forced her backwards, his cock still inside of her, as he lifted her legs around his waist and he kneeled in front of her. He grabbed ahold of her thighs and began to pound into her with fury, his face drawn back into a grimace, his teeth bared, his eyes slits as he took control over her once more.

Storm thrashed from side to side on the floor, her eyes completely white and hail beginning to pour outside, mixed with snow. She reflexively grasped and ungrasped the bathroom rug underneath her as he ruthlessly and mercilessly continued his assault on her senses. His tail thrashed about wildly behind him as he groaned and growled, his mind becoming hazy. Storm let out tiny little shrieks as he fucked her within an inch of her life, the feeling the most intense thing she had ever felt before, even more than Sabretooth. The wind blew at almost hurricane force now as she neared her climax and he his. One after another furious slam against her pussy neared her towards the edge.

With one particularly harsh thrust she peaked, screaming his name as she bucked and grinded herself against him, writhing and moaning and clutching the rug beneath her, the storm pummeling everything outside, and then subsiding quite a bit. Kurt didn't have long to go aith ith a few more pushes into her he growled deep within his chest and bit out her name, his cock shuddering as he spilled a massive load of cum inside of her. The storm had died down to a light flurry now. Kurt smiled down at her as they both struggled to stand up. "Danke meine Liebe, but now I think we have a mess to clean up, ja," Kurt said, laughing and looking at the mess of cum and her juices on the f. W. With the help of toilet paper they cleaned the mess up and disposed of it, leaving the bathroom spotless again. They dressed and headed out the door. Storm was chagrined to find Rogue standing nearby and staring at her, kind of shocked to have heard what she had heard.

"Bathroom's all yours now sweetie," Storm said, trying to supress a laugh. Nightcrawler turned back to her and smirked before porting off somewhere. Storm headed back to her room to change into some clothes. As she pulled on the last of her outfit she heard a knock at her door. She opened it, surprised to see Scott standing before her. "Are you ok Storm, there was a lot of hail and snow out there just a little bit ago, the Professor wanted to know if everything was alright," he asked, seemingly innocent enough. "Everything's fine Scott, thank you for asking," she said and went to back up and shut the door, but Scott held it open still, his mouth set and firm. "No Storm, I really don't think it is fine," he said, coming in and shutting toor oor behind him, preventing anyone from listening to him.

He made his way over to her, his face stern and serious. Storm suddenly became scared as he kept coming closer to her and she backed herself into her wall and Scott came to stand before her. "Scott, what are you doing, I said everything is fine, now let me be," she said, afraid of the look on his face. "No," Scott said and grabbed Storm by her shoulders, pushing her body onto the floor with a loud thud. "Scott please," Storm pleaded, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Please what, I know what you were doing," Scott seethed. He walked over and picked her up by her white hair. She let out a shriek of pain. He pushed her onto her bed and then slapped her face with his hand. "I'm sorry Scott, but it's none of your business," she said, trying to hold onto her dignity. This just enraged him more and he ripped her blouse open, the buttons scattering everywhere. Storm crout,out, trying to edge her way off of the bed to get away but he held onto her shoulders, wrenching the garment from her and then unhooking her bra, baring her breasts to his angry and lustful gaze.

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