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Rogue could smell, could taste the sweetness of Kitty’s arousal. The keen aroma dove into her, hitting all her sexual instincts, provoking them out of the aether of her subconscious. Rogue suddenly wanted to do things she’d never known she knew about. She’d been attracted to boys before… drawn to woman… but nothing had ever called to her impulses like pale little Kitty with her rivers of long brown hair.

She slipped out of bed, creeping up on softly sleeping Kitty on surprisingly light feet, considering how she’d inherited Sabretooth’s Size Twelves. Kitty was tossing and turning, her sheets halfway thrown off her body. She wore flannel pajamas, but they were a little short on her growing body, tousled by her movement. The bottoms rode low on her hips and the top was huddled a little ways up her belly.

Rogue moved decisively, but stealthily too. She ripped the bedsheet off of Kitty’s body. Kitty moaned at the sudden chill, but didn’t wake. Then Rogue took hold of Kitty’s bottoms and pulled them down her legs. Kitty moaned again, more breathily this time, feeling the air touch between her welcomingly spread thighs. No sooner had Rogue tossed Kitty’s pajama bottoms over her shoulders then she crowded in on Kitty’s lower body, sniffing at all the sensitive pink moisture between her legs. It smelled so good. It smelled like hers.

She licked out with her lustfully heated tongue. Kitty’s pink flesh yielded, surrendered its hotly flowing nectar, and Rogue could taste Kitty’s innermost feelings, her urges and desires, in that wetness. She greedily, lovingly, tongued the wispy softness of Kitty’s pubic hair—feeling an answering heaviness rising in her own loins.

Kitty felt a magnificently warm tongue caress her lewdly displayed sex. It woke her, but not like anything she’d ever felt before. She didn’t know if she was drifting into a dream or coming back to reality. And all too soon, she felt that lascivious tongue desert her. She forced her eyes open, blinked herself awake, to see Rogue backing several steps away from her.

“You’re stopping?” she moaned imploringly. She batted some tousled hair out of her eyes. “Oh… oh my God… you were… and you stopped! What is it? What do you want from me?”

Rogue entreatingly keened, growled, her eyes burning into Kitty’s. Kitty didn’t know if Rogue was threatening her… she didn’t feel threatened… she felt like Rogue was promising her the sexual bliss she’d just gotten a hint of. But first, she had to…

“Oh… you want me… to roll over?” Kitty asked, nodding in understanding. “You want… my ass?”

Rogue nodded, silent except for the canine burr coming from the depths of her chest. Not knowing why she was doing it, Kitty rolled over onto her belly. Her mind was inflamed, but with all her whirling thoughts, there was no fear or resistance in her. She opened up her long white legs and felt an answering twinge, empowered with burning arousal, where her slit stretched open.

She could feel that Rogue wanted this—narcissistically, she pictured her own shapely naked body through Rogue’s eyes. Was it so hard to believe that, the same way she’d lusted after Rogue’s smoothly curved femininity, Rogue had craved her in turn?

She felt Rogue’s hotly panting breaths against her raised buttocks, then joyously sensed the heat of her tongue slithering between those soft, smooth hills. Kitty moaned aloud, unfettered lust charging through her sex. She hardly felt her own actions as she reached behind herself and spread her luscious cheeks with her small hands, giving Rogue all the access she could want to her tiny pink asshole.

Rogue took advantage, wetly caressing it with her tongue, then splaying open the juicily swollen lips of her pussy to graze the sensually sensitive flesh inside. Kitty went cross-eyed as she felt that tongue chart a lewd course between her anus and her slit, both equally receptive to it.

Oh God, she was losing her mind. She was going to totally fucking lose her mind, she was letting Rogue eat her out, sodomize her, she must be insane already! And now Rogue was nuzzling her hands under Kitty’s pelvis and lifting. Obediently—as if she had a choice—Kitty lifted her hips up.

She shook with arousal as much as apprehension, until her ass was all the way up in the air, the highest part of her as she presented herself to Rogue, her upper body pressed low to the bed in a slavish kneel. She was completely surrendered to Rogue, as subservient as a bitch in heat.

Rogue rewarded her with a long, drawn-out “MMMMM” of lascivious appreciation, a sensitized bolt of arousal traveling through Kitty even before Rogue actually licked her—long, scorching tongue traveling the full length from her clit to her asshole, Kitty gasping out her sensual delight every step of the way. She tried to set her knees wider apart, opening up her throbbing pink cleft to Rogue’s perusal. She succeeded in tempting out Rogue’s approval.

The other woman’s tongue thrust animalistically inside of her, sweeping hotly through her engorged inner folds, flicking with gourmand delight at the tastes of her labia. Each lap and lick enticingly fired Kitty’s sex, making it burn hotter. She was enjoying it so much that she was totally unprepared for what came next.

Since her run-in with Sabretooth, a layer of fine but dense fur covered Rogue’s body. Kitty tensed when she suddenly felt it brush against her nakedly trembling ass, tickling her. Tickling her already tingling anus. And Kitty felt Rogue’s hands—made large and powerful with Sabretooth’s stolen power—grasping her upthrust hips. What was she doing? Was it possible… oh God… could it be that she was mounting Kitty?

Kitty wildly twisted her head to look behind and she saw Rogue covering her like an animal taking another animal. She was! Dear Christ, she was! Rogue was going to take her like they were nothing more than a pair of beasts—and she, at least, was in heat!

“Wait a minute, Rogue… now wait a minute… this won’t work, we can’t do this, I’m a virgin and you’re a girl, a girl for God’s sake! You don’t even have a—I mean—you can’t very well…”

Kitty inwardly gasped, flesh quivering with the sensations Rogue’s lashing tongue had left behind in her. That was one thing, but could Rogue really… really, honestly… Her confused brain shook with the insanely lurid idea. She thought of how Rogue had absorbed some of Sabretooth’s physical attributes… absorbed her own dancing skills… what else might Rogue had taken from that big, gruesome MAN?

Kitty turned, her glazed eyes spotting their reflection in the vanity mirror. She moaned helplessly, seeing how they were locked together. Rogue looked obscene, animalistic, a monster despoiling the smooth oval buttocks that seemed the plumpest, most extravagant offering of Kitty’s tender young flesh. It was a fearful sight—it sent an unbelievable thrill of salacious feeling through Kitty’s body.

Then, Kitty gaped breathlessly. Rogue was hung—a huge, glistening, purple manhood emerging from her loins, long and hard, much bigger than anything Kitty had seen before. The bulbous tip twitched and danced, discharging dribbles of precum as it moved in on Kitty’s reluctant sex. Her damp, pink, wildly excited sex.

Kitty felt Rogue’s brute physique jerk against the giving flesh of her supple body, saw the stiffly risen head of that thick length of phallus trying to enter her own defenseless womanhood. Rogue panted loudly, seemingly overcome with anticipation the same way Kitty was—Kitty whimpered as loudly and, with a horrified moan, shifted her hips to the side, trying to avoid the probing maleness Rogue somehow had to attack her with.

The feverish tension inside her was reaching a breaking point. Even the idea was nearly too much for Kitty. God, the thought of it was terrifying. To have Sabretooth’s long, thick, monstrous cock inside her soft little pussy. And not even raping her, but carried with Rogue in her seduction of Kitty… waiting for Kitty as Rogue plied her with caresses and fondling, building on her own treacherous, onanistic thoughts.

Yes, she’d let things go way too far. She should’ve stopped Rogue the moment her roommate touched her, not just drifted along with what felt good on this tide of raw sexuality. Now she was practically ravaged… not yet, but soon, so soon… it was wrong, utterly wrong, perverted, an abomination. Kitty never would’ve guessed that Rogue was capable of such a thing. She had to be going mad with unfulfilled desire, the same as Kitty was.

But Kitty didn’t want this! Not this way! Not like this! She didn’t want to lose her virginity to some… state Rogue was in. She couldn’t allow it, not under any circumstances. And not just for her own sake, but for Rogue’s. How would Rogue feel, learning that her virginity as well had been lost?

But it seemed like regret was a distant concept for Rogue at the moment. Nothing else mattered but how hard her cock was, how it throbbed. Kitty looked back over her widely splayed asscheeks, paralyzed, her slight hips effectively frozen by Rogue’s powerful grip on her. Her wide eyes fearfully watched as Rogue’s thick, rigid phallus searched blindly through her softly silken pubic thatch. Slippery wet precum doused her mons until, to Kitty’s dismayed shock, Rogue found her opening.

Wetly receptive, twitching, waiting. Even as Kitty was jolted by the intimacy of that first touch, Rogue lunged forward, into the contact. Kitty gasped with alarm! Rogue speared inside her, opening her wet young pussy for the first time, spreading it wider and wider for the sake of the hard, stiff prick destined to be Kitty’s first sexual encounter.

Kitty’s eyes clouded over with brimming tears, but she still watched in horrified fascination… in ecstatic disbelief… as that rod of impossibly stiff flesh thrust into her, a brutal charge taking all of her virgin tightness in one stroke. With a shock of pain, all of it was buried in Kitty’s savagely stretched womanhood.

Kitty didn’t feel loose, despite intellectually knowing what Rogue’s cock must’ve done to her sex. No, she felt taut, under intense pressure from within, her impalement seeming to tightly constrict her inner folds. A wave of pleasure came bursting through Kitty’s cunt and she let out a choking gasp, trying to withstand both it and the pain still centered on the cock hilted inside her.

“Oh God… it’s in… it’s innnnn!” she wailed, her wide blue eyes now unseeing, as if the sight of her virginity being taken was one experience too many for her overloaded mind.

Rogue panted, adjusting her stance, better angling her erection to go inside of the lovingly taken sheath she’d just found for herself. Then, with a confident grip on Kitty’s hips to ensure she’d go nowhere, no matter how much pleasure Rogue reaped for herself with her hardened strokes—Rogue began fucking rhythmically. In and out, in and out, taking Kitty from behind again and again, filling her cunt just like she had the first time.

Tears burst from Kitty’s bulging eyes. Her hair flew around with every fierce plunge Rogue made into her, swirling around her drawn face until she looked as feral as the woman corrupting her. No matter how stunned she was, Kitty’s attention slid slickly to the girthy length of phallic flesh pumping into her, again and again, riding smoothly on the juices of her arousal.

She was being fucked. Rogue was fucking her, literally, a misbegotten mutant cock in her cunt, going where no real man ever had. It pistoned into her deep and hard, massaging the oh-so-sensitive folds that Kitty had never discovered before. Fires were rubbed into existence and burned out of control inside her, heat flickering from her newly opened pussy to her open, baying mouth.