Dirty Thoughts

Kitty sat on the edge of the pool table, her legs spread wide as Warren fingered her wet pussy, feeling like such a dirty little slut for acting like that, but it felt way too good to stop. Warren rubbed his thumb in slow circles around her swollen bud, his fingers wrapped in her sweet warmth as he drew them along her inner walls, feeling as her muscles contracted around him and she moved her hips on his fingers. Her mouth was parted slightly as her eyes shut and her head fell back. She felt the tips of his fingers rub against her g-spot, bringing her in a come hither motion er ter to cumming all over his fingers. When he suddenly withdrew his fingers she moaned in disappointment, only to have them replaced by his hot mouth and tongue.

His tongue moved up and down on her clit before sliding downwards over her lips and into her hole, swaying side to side like a snake inside of of her. His perfectly straight nose bumped her clit as he fucked her with his tongue, and with every move he made his nose ground into her. She could feel the tension building inside of her, flooding her senses, making the blood pound in her ears. With a shriek and a buck of her hips, she came, squeezing Warren's head between her legs as she rode the rest of it out on his face. He came up from between her legs, his face covered with her sticky juices, licking his lips like a cat. Angel undid the buckle of his belt, sliding it from his waist and then unbuttoning his khaki pants, letting them fall to the floor before sliding them aside. He maneuvered his shirt off of his wings, standing there in front of Kitty like a beautiful statue, his cock hard and throbbing and ready to take her.

He smiled at her and Kitty blushed, her eyes looking down, feeling flustered even in the position she was already in. This man was gorgeous enough to be a god. He came closer to her, never taking his eyes off of her. She looked like a naughty little girl, sitting there with no panties on and her little pink shirt covering her breasts, in which her nipples jutted out noticeably, her head looking down and her cheeks red with need. He was a lot older than her but he didn't care, he always had a thing for young flesh, like hers and Rogue's. He pushed her back onto the table, raising her legs up onto his shoulders. She felt his aching need pressing against her, just waiting for her command. "Warren, p-please," she said, her lips quivering. "Please what Kitty," Warren said, his voice as smooth as silk. "God, just fuck me Warren, please," she said, barely able to keep her control.

With that order he squeezed her thighs and thrust his member inside of her up to the hilt, groaning, his wings fluttering behind him. He felt so good in her, his hands kneading the flesh of her thighs. He began to move, slowly at first, savoring the feel of her hot tunnel grasping his dick as he pulled himself back, before thrusting back into her womb. She felt his dick sliding slowly against her, the tip of his cock pressing into the bundle of nerves inside of her, then igniting her flesh as he pumped back into her, his cock as hard as a rock.

He had to move faster, his desire grew with every move he made inside of her and her body writhed and moaned beneath him. She was like some demon little nymph who kept him entranced by her every movement, watching her eyes roll back in her head as he fucked her, wanting to make her squirm under him more. He wanted to hear her shout his name. Her juices squished out of her pussy, coating her pussy and his groin as he pumped into her. The ride was slippery and wet, her passage sucking him back inside her greedily.

He moved faster against her, his hips now hitting her bottom with wet and noisy sounds, her juice running down her pussy and onto her ass and the green fuzz of the pool table. Her head moved from side to side as she moaned, urging him to go faster and harder. He was glad to comply and he moved inside her cunt hard, ramming himself with no self control into her hot hole. Sweat dripped down his forehead and the rest of his body as his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. She was such a sweet girl and he was getting such great pleasure out of fucking her.

Kitty's breath hitched in her throat several times as her moans became more guttural and primal, bringing them both closer to the edge. "Warren, God, don't stop, I'm cumming," she moaned as she felt her body tense. He increased his pace even more, helping to bring her over the edge. She screamed his name out, clenching at the table beneath her hands as she came, her muscles tightening and her juices spurting out onto him. Everything grew brighter and brighter as she peaked. She hadn't had an orgasm that intense in a while.

Warren grunted and threw his head back, grinding her name out of his gritted teeth, his hips working themself against her, his wings flapping erratically, her muscles still twitching around him. He shot his cum into her pussy, his cock shuddering as it shot great spurts of it inside of her hot tunnel. He stayed inside of her for a moment more before drawing back. He smiled again at Kitty who smiled at him tiredly. Both redressed before someone came in there and found them together, naked.

"I'll definitely be seeing you around," Warren said as he left the room to look for more girls. Kitty was exhausted and made her way up to her bed to lay down. Logan meanwhile was looking for a girl to fuck and everyone witheithe busy or out. He was starting to grow desperate when he heard a soft humming coming from one of the other hallways. He sniffed the air and grinned. "Jeannie," he said harshly. Jean rounded the corner just in time to run into Logan. "Jeannie, I need ta talk to ya," he said, his eyes wild with a feral lust. Jean sensed his intentions a little too late as he grabbed her arm and began to drag her off to his room.


Next chapter: Logan/Jean and Jubilee/Sabertooth