Black Stiletto Diaries
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X-men Comics › Het - Male/Female
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X-men Comics › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
15,698
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own X-Men comics, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story.
Chapter 7
‘Why she do dat to Remy, don’ she love me?’
‘Remy quit yer whining’ it’s just a fuckin’ book! The next bastard that goes ballistic will get six of ‘em in his gut…got me!!’
Logan stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded and everyone backed down agreeing to his threat.
‘Dat goes for you too mon ami, no overreacting to what da girls want done to dem, not even dat daughter o’ yours.’
‘I know what I said gumbo, don’t mean I can’t get mad later, just not here.’
Gambit tipped a card to him in agreement and they waited for whoever to read the next fantasy. Bobby cleared his throat and opened to the next page eagerly awaiting the femme’s story.
Dear diary,
I know I’ve already written here once and I felt stupid before but the man I’ve been attracted to really gets to me. He looks at me with love in his eyes but I know somewhere there is scorn for me. Not being able to touch me the way I want him to, it drives me crazy, but it’s not my fault how I came to be. I dream of that hot athletic body on top of me, behind me, beside me, underneath me, pounding that thick huge cock inside my virgin cunt. I want to feel his skilled hand pull on my hair demanding me to scream out his name as my pussy swells to take every inch of him.
I want my body bent over the balcony as he pummels every inch of my pussy until I scream for no more, only making him continue to force himself on me more. The sound of his hand slapping my firm ass I rock as best I can to his rhythm. Too fast for me to keep up, to hard for me to gain control tears stream down my face as I feel my inside about to burst. The heat pulsating around our bodies fueling my lustful desires for him, fulfilling my deepest fantasy. Being fucked like noting else matters but us our bodies colliding in a frenzy of illicit immoral desire.
I need to feel him inside me tearing every inch of my pulsing muscle with this huge dick grinding against my clit. It twitches for him to rub his fingers against it sending a flood of juices down his cock to his balls as they beat against my swollen lips. His voice sultry and deep demanding I beg to him to fuck the shit outta me, boast to him how good he feels inside me. His experience too much for me as I feel I’m on the verge of collapsing, my legs feel like rubber as he bites my shoulder licking along my neck and ear. Needing to feel his huge hands on my pert breasts pinching my nipples until I cum all over him, he slides deeper inside me, his fingers work over my nubs driving my body insane with a longing begging to be fulfilled.
His body pushing my own to grasp at the hunger he yearns for me as I’m now being pummeled in the missionary position, looking into his eyes, so damn dark your soul can vanish in them. Just once to feel his hand running over my body without worry who’ll be hurt. Just once.
Signed….
X 23
Fantasy
Logan
Remy looked over at Logan who had turned a dark red, whether from embarrassment or from withholding the eruption of anger he wasn’t sure but he knew he was quite amused from it.
‘At leas’ dis time it wasn’t my Rogue, non? Although it come quite close.’
‘Shut yer yap Cajun, before I shut it fer ya.’
‘Hey now we agreed like gentlemen to not get upset, besides it’s jus fantasy brotha.’
The sound of the cards shuffling got on Logan’s nerves and he left the room.
‘Hey where you goin’?’ Remy shouted.
‘T’ get a beer, motherfucker if that’s alright with ya!!’
‘’Of course my friend, dat’s fine wit me,’ Remy laughed as he twirled a card between his fingers.
Logan reached the kitchen and he saw his daughter eating a sandwich at the table.
‘Hey, Logan what’s up?’ she asked.
‘Yer punished!’
‘What?! Why?! Fer thinking dir….’
She looked at him in confusion with her eyebrow raised.
*Damn she looks just like me when she does that.
‘’Cause, you, I don’t, you, because I said so!!’
Grabbing his beer he hurried out of the kitchen to the den where the guys were.
‘For how long?’ X yelled from the kitchen door
Logan turned to see her and she was only wearing a skimpy two piece bathing suit showing everything he gave her.
‘Until you’re dead!’
When he turned around he bumped into the wall leading to the hallway to the den. X shook her head and waved her hands in the air cursing her father.
‘Well at least I know how good I look as a dame,’ he said holding his nose.
He got to the room and slammed the door.
‘Logan, you okay?’ Bobby asked.
‘Just read the damned book already!’
Bobby hunched his shoulders and turned the page when X walked into the room. Bobby hid the book behind his back as she approached Logan. Everyone especially Bobby and Remy noticed the little material covering the important parts just barely and understood why Logan’s nose was bleeding. They argued until X stomped out of the room flaring that Wolverine-esque temper.
‘Like father, like daughter, non?’
‘One more rat, just one more,’ Logan threatened.
‘My humble apologies.’
‘Read dammit!!!’
‘Remy quit yer whining’ it’s just a fuckin’ book! The next bastard that goes ballistic will get six of ‘em in his gut…got me!!’
Logan stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded and everyone backed down agreeing to his threat.
‘Dat goes for you too mon ami, no overreacting to what da girls want done to dem, not even dat daughter o’ yours.’
‘I know what I said gumbo, don’t mean I can’t get mad later, just not here.’
Gambit tipped a card to him in agreement and they waited for whoever to read the next fantasy. Bobby cleared his throat and opened to the next page eagerly awaiting the femme’s story.
Dear diary,
I know I’ve already written here once and I felt stupid before but the man I’ve been attracted to really gets to me. He looks at me with love in his eyes but I know somewhere there is scorn for me. Not being able to touch me the way I want him to, it drives me crazy, but it’s not my fault how I came to be. I dream of that hot athletic body on top of me, behind me, beside me, underneath me, pounding that thick huge cock inside my virgin cunt. I want to feel his skilled hand pull on my hair demanding me to scream out his name as my pussy swells to take every inch of him.
I want my body bent over the balcony as he pummels every inch of my pussy until I scream for no more, only making him continue to force himself on me more. The sound of his hand slapping my firm ass I rock as best I can to his rhythm. Too fast for me to keep up, to hard for me to gain control tears stream down my face as I feel my inside about to burst. The heat pulsating around our bodies fueling my lustful desires for him, fulfilling my deepest fantasy. Being fucked like noting else matters but us our bodies colliding in a frenzy of illicit immoral desire.
I need to feel him inside me tearing every inch of my pulsing muscle with this huge dick grinding against my clit. It twitches for him to rub his fingers against it sending a flood of juices down his cock to his balls as they beat against my swollen lips. His voice sultry and deep demanding I beg to him to fuck the shit outta me, boast to him how good he feels inside me. His experience too much for me as I feel I’m on the verge of collapsing, my legs feel like rubber as he bites my shoulder licking along my neck and ear. Needing to feel his huge hands on my pert breasts pinching my nipples until I cum all over him, he slides deeper inside me, his fingers work over my nubs driving my body insane with a longing begging to be fulfilled.
His body pushing my own to grasp at the hunger he yearns for me as I’m now being pummeled in the missionary position, looking into his eyes, so damn dark your soul can vanish in them. Just once to feel his hand running over my body without worry who’ll be hurt. Just once.
Signed….
X 23
Fantasy
Logan
Remy looked over at Logan who had turned a dark red, whether from embarrassment or from withholding the eruption of anger he wasn’t sure but he knew he was quite amused from it.
‘At leas’ dis time it wasn’t my Rogue, non? Although it come quite close.’
‘Shut yer yap Cajun, before I shut it fer ya.’
‘Hey now we agreed like gentlemen to not get upset, besides it’s jus fantasy brotha.’
The sound of the cards shuffling got on Logan’s nerves and he left the room.
‘Hey where you goin’?’ Remy shouted.
‘T’ get a beer, motherfucker if that’s alright with ya!!’
‘’Of course my friend, dat’s fine wit me,’ Remy laughed as he twirled a card between his fingers.
Logan reached the kitchen and he saw his daughter eating a sandwich at the table.
‘Hey, Logan what’s up?’ she asked.
‘Yer punished!’
‘What?! Why?! Fer thinking dir….’
She looked at him in confusion with her eyebrow raised.
*Damn she looks just like me when she does that.
‘’Cause, you, I don’t, you, because I said so!!’
Grabbing his beer he hurried out of the kitchen to the den where the guys were.
‘For how long?’ X yelled from the kitchen door
Logan turned to see her and she was only wearing a skimpy two piece bathing suit showing everything he gave her.
‘Until you’re dead!’
When he turned around he bumped into the wall leading to the hallway to the den. X shook her head and waved her hands in the air cursing her father.
‘Well at least I know how good I look as a dame,’ he said holding his nose.
He got to the room and slammed the door.
‘Logan, you okay?’ Bobby asked.
‘Just read the damned book already!’
Bobby hunched his shoulders and turned the page when X walked into the room. Bobby hid the book behind his back as she approached Logan. Everyone especially Bobby and Remy noticed the little material covering the important parts just barely and understood why Logan’s nose was bleeding. They argued until X stomped out of the room flaring that Wolverine-esque temper.
‘Like father, like daughter, non?’
‘One more rat, just one more,’ Logan threatened.
‘My humble apologies.’
‘Read dammit!!!’