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Rogues 2
🕑 Added 2025-04-07 23:00:04 +0000 UTCShe undid my nightgown and started pulling it down my body. Before she was done, I got up from the bed to let her get the garment completely off me.
I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Rogue ran her tongue over her lips. I was proud of my body—as proud as I could be when touching it was death—but seeing Rogue’s bareness put me back into envying Jean, Ororo, even Wanda. I’m sure a guy would be satisfied with my flesh just fine… he didn’t have his own big tits to play with like she did.
“Goosepimples, sugah?” Rogue said, surprise in her voice. “I kinda like making you nervous, but I’m gonna relax you real good too.”
Rogue skinned her pants down her legs, jiggling her impressive breasts with each little shimmy. She stepped out of them to show off her tiny panties. The crotch of them was already wet with her aroused juices. She took them off next. I stared at her curly pubic thatch, at the copious streak of white through the brown hair, at her stiff nipples. I felt like I could’ve stared at her forever, but Rogue didn’t give me that long.
“Ain’t no point putting it off. Let’s learn you what to do with a nice wet pussy under your tongue!”
It wasn’t that I had no objections. It’s that I couldn’t object. I was drawn to Rogue’s sex and I knew she would eat mine as soon as I’d eaten hers. We Rogues were sweet like that. Besides, I was curious. I had never eaten pussy before. And I wanted to touch someone bad—intimately. I’d probably get more enjoyment out of going down on Rogue than having her eat me out!
Rogue sat down on the couch, her legs open, her ass out so that it was perched on the edge of the cushions. If I knelt in front of her, I wouldn’t have to stretch for her pussy at all. I’d just have to bow.
“Come here, baby girl,” she said, her voice soft but not to be disobeyed.
I didn’t feel afraid, yet I didn’t move. Not touching was so ingrained in me that doing it without intending to suck someone’s power, thoughts, memory was like… not something that computed. I held still, not wanting to run away, but not able to make myself want to go forward either.
“Don’t be afraid,” Rogue cooed. “All I’m going to do is what I know you want to do.”
Then, as if to demonstrate, Rogue brought both hands down to her sex and spread the outer lips. I saw the rosy inner passage, glistening with need, and her tiny clit just visible above her opening.
The sight of the slick pink muscles simply waiting for my tongue was enough to shock me through my reluctance. I stepped up to her until I was between her open knees.
“Ooh, this is fun!” Rogue breathed. “Not that you’re my sex slave or anything… but ya kinda are, aren’t you? You need to do what I say and I gotta tell you what to do.” She smiled up at me. “Why don’t you kneel on down to me? You’re gonna find out soon how hot it is to have someone on their knees for you, but first, y’all be giving me that pleasure.”
I did as I was told. Down on my knees, I was closer than ever to her. Close enough to smell her cunt and know where my tongue was supposed to go, but I waited on her orders.
I could make it up as I went along instead, but just now, having Rogue’s voice telling me what to do was like, well, me knowing what to do. Like I’d memorized some instruction manual and I was reading it all out in my head. After all, if you couldn’t trust yourself, who could you trust?
“Now I want your tongue as deep in my little twat as you can get it,” she told me. “I’m gonna juice all over it and when your tongue is all wet and just stinging with the taste, you’re gonna take that messy love and spread it on my cunt lips and especially on my clit!”
I drew myself down between her thighs and did as she’d asked. My tongue met her pussy, found it delicious, and before I could let a second impression overtake my first, I snaked it inside her. I eagerly let myself be soaked, drinking her nectar down and moaning on the taste…
“Hey, you’re one forgetful girlie! You expect that you’re gonna have me creaming forever, just on account’a how cute you are? Take your tongue and move it all over my lady parts. You want that juice all over it, your saliva too. This is why you want a man to go down on you before he puts it in. Every lady appreciates a little help getting all nice and moist… and it’s not so bad for him, if he’s got any sense!”
I knew what I was supposed to do and I wanted to do it, but that first touch, that first taste, went straight to my brain and into my cunt and I couldn’t possibly have any focus in my head that wasn’t on that. All that mattered to me was that delicious inlet and the luscious sea it led me to.
But with Rogue’s words, I got control of myself again. I’ve become something of an expert in self-restraint in the past few years. Like Rogue had said, I drew my tongue slowly out of her and ran it along her outer lips, then just inside her. Rogue hardly needed lubing up there, but she seemed to like it—I knew I would’ve. In fact, if I were in Rogue’s place, I’d be hard-pressed to say what I wouldn’t like. And Rogue wasn’t so jaded that we differed on that.
She put her hands on top of my hair, one in the brown, one in the white streak, and she pressed me down against her juicy sex like I needed any encouragement to stay there. What I did need her to demonstrate… and I could see why she’d think I was past the point of words making an impression on me… was holding me still, then pushing on the back of my head. Bobbing it up and down.
I got the message. She wanted me licking her slot from top to bottom, no doubt finishing at her clit. And so I did. I ran the tip of my tongue from a spot almost between her asscheeks to the base of her clit, then up its narrow length, and finally to the slightly swollen tip.
Rogue went wild when my tongue first touched her clitoris and she only got wilder the more I touched her: “Oh God! Darlin’, I can’t wait to show you how damn good that feels!”
Her hands held me like a vise now. Painful, but even pain was something to be savored; what I wouldn’t have given a week ago for someone to hurt me exactly like this! She pulled me tight to her sex, so I took my tongue from her little bud and brought it back inside her.
“No, no, keep licking that clitty of mine!” she said. “Put your finger inside me! Give me all the fingers you want! Just don’t stop licking me there!”
I knew from sex ed how sensitive a woman’s clit was—the most sensitive part of her body. But I’d never realized it could be played like some sort of instrument in tandem with all the other things you could do to a woman. God, how I wanted to fondle her breasts too while I licked her, while I fingered her. I didn’t dare go that far. This was already like some wonderful dream; I thought maybe if I only did what Rogue said, I would never have to wake up!
So now I gave Rogue just what she wanted. I put my tongue on her clit and while it was there, I stuck my middle finger inside her.
“Yes, yes, that’s where I need it!” Rogue panted. “Now fuck me with that finger, with that beautiful tongue!”
I did. I moved my finger rhythmically in and out of her, eternally shocked by how she moaned and squirmed with those tiny little motions of my tiny little finger. As she approached orgasm, flushing red and sweating bullets, I felt her really tighten on my finger. Heavens to betsy, no wonder boys wanted to feel this on their peckers so bad!
“My other hole!” Rogue grinned. “I like it there too…!”
Seeing the smile on her face, I could tell she had something in store for me, fully expecting that I’d enjoy it as much as she would. And I wasn’t about to say she was wrong.
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