Recently gave my hand at writing smut again and would like some criticism as well as advice. The details behind it the scene is based in the marvel universe featuring Rogue(Anna), Mystique, and some random smuck.
"So what exactly is the point of this show?"
Anna' apartment is a lot more opulent than you were expecting. Antique vases and busts of important old dudes, old paintings, furs, and exotic plants decorate the apartment with almost no end. The two of you are currently sitting on a rug in front of their massive fucking TV. The carpet happens to be from an actual lion, something that caused you immense discomfort much to Anna's entertainment.
Anna sits in between your legs while you hold her close to you. All the while leaning against the large semi-circular red couch apparently, it's supposed to be handmade and shipped from Italy. You don't quite understand why someone would buy that, but rich people tend to purchase a lot of stupid shit you've learned.
You hold Anna's toned midriff between your arms, back pressing against your, in comparison, mediocre frame. She wears a tank top with a pair of spats while you wear some sweats and a plain T.
"Giant mechs fighting in space." You simply answer.
"Over what? Why?"
"Does it really matter?" You respond as another mech gets slashed in half by a beam sword before switching to his gun and firing rapid bursts at his enemies.
"Nope." She laughs in that bubbly, southern tone you've learned to love.
You snake a hand up to her chin and gently turn her head. Lips meeting her own quickly. Her mouth and tongue giving the delicious taste of the chocolate milkshake you made earlier with a hint of the cherry flavored lipstick she wore.
A loud explosion sounds from the TV, and she pushes you back. The ending theme plays as the remaining mechs fly off into space.
"Come on." She groans before turning around. "You made me miss it." Despite her frustration, you can't help the slight pull you feel in your chest as she pouts at you.
"Sorry." You lamely respond looking to the side.
Surprisingly strong, yet delicate hands grip your face, turning it back before Anna's lips return. At first, you're taken off guard as she probes your mouth with her tongue, exploring it thoroughly without you doing much beyond being surprised and enjoying it. Soon you gather yourself and find your arms pulling her body closer to you and your tongue almost matching hers. The kiss is sloppy. As expected. But that doesn't deter either of you in the slightest. Anna spreads her legs over yours, and you pull her closers, setting her directly in your lap. The impromptu tongue wrestling, which no matter what she says you won, ends as she pulls back. A single strand of saliva still connecting the two of you.
"Now I have nothing to do." She heavily sighs, and you just stare at her. More than just lost at what's going on.
"I can put something else on." You respond after a while, most of the blood in your head going to your other head, slowing your thinking process even more.
"Ugh," Anna says dramatically and sits down right on your lap again, right onto your quite visible package. Thanks, sweats. "You're so stupid." She laughs while a hand reaches into your pants.
"Wait wha-" The rest of your words lost in your throat, and all that comes out is a squeak as her hand grips your shaft.
Her grip is neither firm nor too soft. If anything it's a bit loose. But the pleasure that arrives from her jerking motions is more than enough to distract you. Instinctively closing your eyes, you lean your head back, and a moan escapes you as she begins to jerk you fully from your base to your tip. Seeing your pleasure Anna rapidly starts to pick up speed. The sound of your moans, her heavy breath, and the soft orchestral music with its foreign language plays in the background.
"I'd say it's that you're a lot more obtuse than he's dumb." The sound of that voice was enough to cause all your mental functions to come to a crashing halt and your body tenses.
Opening your eyes, you see the blue-skinned woman known as Mystique giving the two of you a grin. Her perfectly straight and white teeth exposed to you both in constant amusement.
You spare a brief look at Anna who seems stuck between embarrassment, anger, and if her rosy cheeks and stiffened nipples are anything to go by, arousal.
"Get out." She hisses at the woman, hand still wrapped around you and gripping a lot tighter than before.
You bite your tongue to prevent the moan rising in you.
You spare a look towards the familiar and terrifying voice. Sitting on the couch barely four feet away from you two is Mystique. The blue-skinned mutant wears one of her favorite pieces, a sheer dress that leaves her long, smooth legs bare to the world. A deep smile rests on her face, eyes filled with mirth.
You really should be terrified right now.
Stupid hormones.
Looking towards Anna she seems torn between embarrassment, anger, and if her flushed cheeks and the hard nubs pointing out her shirt are anything to go by, arousal.
"Embarrassed? Oh my~" The mutant laughs while the grip on your cock tightens painfully. You wince and instinctively pull yourself away.
"Fuck. Off." Anna growls at the woman who only continues to laugh in return.
"Child, please." An eyebrow raises as she stares at the two of you. "You do know you're hurting him right? Do you even know what you're doing?"
As if burned Anna's hand retracts lighting fast.
"Mind your business." She bows her head away from you, trying her best not to catch your gaze.
"Don't worry." Mystique says standing up. She walks in front of you, hips swishing back and forth seductively, drawing your eyes to the lower curve of her back and how the dress hugs closely to her ass. She stops in front of the TV and ever so slowly descends until she sits on your legs. All the while her orbs of amber never leave your brown eyes.
"There's nothing to be ashamed about." She rubs the girl's shoulders, gently pulling her head back up so she can look at you. "You were doing well, a bit boring, though. But we all have to start somewhere~."
Her hands drift down the girl's shoulders, towards her arms, then her hands, and finally... Why are her hands on your pants?
Just like that Mystique pulls your sweats down, exposing your turgid, pulsing length to the much cooler apartment air. Your cock throbs and beats in synch with your heart, a concert of fear and anticipation. Looking back up you see Anna staring at it while Mystique smirks at you, her hands returned to Anna's shoulders.
"Go on, grab it." She tries to goad the girl on who only continues to stare at you. "Oh for god's sake." Mystique laughs before taking one of Anna's hands in her on and places it at your base, the double grip more pleasurable than before. "See how you're supposed to hold it? Jusssst like that~" With the tighter and less painful grip you're able to appreciate and marvel at it more than before.
Anna's hands are powerful, therein lies a strength built from countless days in the gym honing her body. Her hands are still smooth and supple, including Mystique's quite literal guiding hand helping her digits contour to provide the perfect amount of friction provides you a sensuous sleeve for your swelling member.
"Now you have to take it slow at first."
She guides Anna's hand up and down your shaft, the leisure pace an agonizing pleasure. You watch with anticipation as anna's hand is guided up slowly by the blue hand on top of hers, what feel like an eternity passes before the descent down. Soon you feel a rise in your shaft as the first beads of pre begin to spill out. The clear substance starts to roll down slowly until it slides under and over Anna's hand.
"Perfect~." Mystique coos into the girl's ear. "Now we can go faster~."
The previously moderate and torturous pace is replaced with a much more enjoyable speed. Aided with the pre from your leaking ardor and Mystique's motions, your member is soon slick with your leavings. Much to your displeasure her hand soon leaves you, cock pulsing from her ministrations.
Anna stares at her pre-covered hand, strands connecting to her digits like the webs of a spider. Mystique brings the hand back and slowly cleans off Anna's index finger while staring at you.
You think you'd die if you could get any harder.
"Go on. Try it~." She says inching the hand towards the younger girl's mouth. Anna stares at your leavings entranced. Her breath continues to come out hot and heavy, and soon it's muffled by her driving a single finger into her mouth. Her eyelids droop as she leaves her finger in her mouth for a moment, then she adds another, and another, soon all of the fingers that were covered by your pre are completely immersed in her mouth.
You watch Anna clean her fingers offs, absolutely enraptured by the sight and thought of her tasting you. Your cock throbs in synch with your fast-beating heart, each pulse mimicked by another jump or twitch of your pre-covered member.
Anna falls back abruptly, the both of you pulled out of your respective stupors. Mystique sits above her head, holding her legs back exposing the girl's crotch to you. The spats she wore already clung tightly to her body. Something that only highlights her arousal even further. The combination of the tight spats and copious amounts of her fluids accents the shape of her vulva. The compression shorts only just barely managed to keep the fluids in as little drops of it drip off her legs and around her head.
"Like what you see?" Mystique asks with that perpetual smile on her face. Anna only continues to breathe heavily; her eyes drooped and her mind elsewhere. Mystique crooks her finger at you in a come hither motion. You obey her instructions, crawling over and sitting on your knees while your sweats fall even further. Anna's chest rises and falls with her breath, her limbs remain stiff, her face absolute flushed, and her eyes low as her mouth opens and closes with her breaths.
"See what you did? What are you going to do about it?" You say nothing only staring at the girl for a moment. Mystique sighs. A ripping sound catches your attention, and you look down to see hole ripped in Anna's shorts. Her pussy open to the air and the moisture trapped inside dripping eagerly without restraints. Anna twitches at the feeling of air on her privates.
"What are you going to do~?" Mystique sings as her fingers spread the girl's labia open. Her flushed pink insides, throbbing and winking at you. Your member sticks up in the air, throbbing hungrily as your excitement becomes overbearing. Following some animal like instincts and the goading of the mutant you find yourself driving your cock into the sweltering pink depths.
Resistance is a foreign term. Between your pre slicked shaft, the waterfall of her fluids, and your shared arousal it is easy to spear yourself within her flower. Your mind blanks and comes to a shattering halt by the sensations that ravish your member. Her folds wrap and squeeze you in a way you never imagined possible. The wetness of her is incomparable to anything you've ever experienced. As you finally hilt yourself entirely your whole shaft from its pre leaking tip to your base and even your tightening balls are drenched in her leaking liquids.
"Ahhn~" A sweet moan escapes Anna's mouth as she's finally brought back into the realm of the conscious. You, however, are nearly taken out of it by the feeling of her tight inner folds squeezing you.
"Such a beautiful sound~." Mystique coos directly into your ear. You don't know when she moved or got behind you nor do you particularly care at this moment. "Don't you agree?~." She asks as her hands roam over your body as you're still reeling from the sensation of penetration.
"But there's more.~" She says, her breath warm to your ears. You feel hands grab your waist, frozen into inaction and begin to guide you back out. Anna's muscles grip you tightly, desperately trying to keep hold of you and you moan loudly while Anna only breathes harder. After an agonizingly slow amount of time, your cock exits her pussy with only the tip kissing the entrance ever so slightly.
You want to dive right back in but you find yourself restrained by Mystique and a hand gripping tightly around your drenched cock.
"Not so fast~. What makes you think she wants more?" Mystique's voice registers as your eyes go wide in want and panic. "She has to ask right~?"
Anna's eyes lock onto yours, her face a painted with pure lust and want surely an echo of yours. Her breath comes out fast, hot, and heavy. Chest falling and rising rapidly as sharp mountains cap off her sizable chest. Fluid continues to leak over your trapped cock and all the way down to your scrotum. Your heart slams into your chest a mile a minute as your breath comes out labored and wanting.
Before you can give vocalization to the desire that tears at you, a soft sound emanates from the girl below.
"Please..."
And just like that, you feel the hold on your cock and waist gone, and you find yourself spearing right back home into the wet squeezing depths of Anna's pussy. You mindlessly pound away at her, driving your hips into her with short, hard motions that cause her voice to sing and moan the sweetest sounds. You are just as vocal in the pleasure that assaults your dick. Squeezing on every exit and barely loosening as you return to her hot and wet folds. The pre that leaks from your member invariably begins to mix with her fluids, creating an off-white slurry between your motions.
Hands reach up to your head, and you find yourself buried in between Anna's chest. Her legs move from their previous position on your shoulders and wrap around your waist as you continue to slam into her rapid fire. Anna screams and a splatter of liquid assaults your cock tip before spilling out between your powerful thrusts. Soon you feel a tightening in your groin and moments later hilt yourself as you finally orgasm. Cum firing out into thick globules with each spasm of your dick.
As the two of you lay there on the rug, breathing heavily, you hear laughter resound from behind you.
"A bit sloppy but it'll do for now. I have a lot to teach you so rest up~."
You feel hands grip your face again and Anna's lips meet yours as your fluids begin to leak around your deflating cock.
"So what exactly is the point of this show?"
Anna' apartment is a lot more opulent than you were expecting. Antique vases and busts of important old dudes, old paintings, furs, and exotic plants decorate the apartment with almost no end. The two of you are currently sitting on a rug in front of their massive fucking TV. The carpet happens to be from an actual lion, something that caused you immense discomfort much to Anna's entertainment.
Anna sits in between your legs while you hold her close to you. All the while leaning against the large semi-circular red couch apparently, it's supposed to be handmade and shipped from Italy. You don't quite understand why someone would buy that, but rich people tend to purchase a lot of stupid shit you've learned.
You hold Anna's toned midriff between your arms, back pressing against your, in comparison, mediocre frame. She wears a tank top with a pair of spats while you wear some sweats and a plain T.
"Giant mechs fighting in space." You simply answer.
"Over what? Why?"
"Does it really matter?" You respond as another mech gets slashed in half by a beam sword before switching to his gun and firing rapid bursts at his enemies.
"Nope." She laughs in that bubbly, southern tone you've learned to love.
You snake a hand up to her chin and gently turn her head. Lips meeting her own quickly. Her mouth and tongue giving the delicious taste of the chocolate milkshake you made earlier with a hint of the cherry flavored lipstick she wore.
A loud explosion sounds from the TV, and she pushes you back. The ending theme plays as the remaining mechs fly off into space.
"Come on." She groans before turning around. "You made me miss it." Despite her frustration, you can't help the slight pull you feel in your chest as she pouts at you.
"Sorry." You lamely respond looking to the side.
Surprisingly strong, yet delicate hands grip your face, turning it back before Anna's lips return. At first, you're taken off guard as she probes your mouth with her tongue, exploring it thoroughly without you doing much beyond being surprised and enjoying it. Soon you gather yourself and find your arms pulling her body closer to you and your tongue almost matching hers. The kiss is sloppy. As expected. But that doesn't deter either of you in the slightest. Anna spreads her legs over yours, and you pull her closers, setting her directly in your lap. The impromptu tongue wrestling, which no matter what she says you won, ends as she pulls back. A single strand of saliva still connecting the two of you.
"Now I have nothing to do." She heavily sighs, and you just stare at her. More than just lost at what's going on.
"I can put something else on." You respond after a while, most of the blood in your head going to your other head, slowing your thinking process even more.
"Ugh," Anna says dramatically and sits down right on your lap again, right onto your quite visible package. Thanks, sweats. "You're so stupid." She laughs while a hand reaches into your pants.
"Wait wha-" The rest of your words lost in your throat, and all that comes out is a squeak as her hand grips your shaft.
Her grip is neither firm nor too soft. If anything it's a bit loose. But the pleasure that arrives from her jerking motions is more than enough to distract you. Instinctively closing your eyes, you lean your head back, and a moan escapes you as she begins to jerk you fully from your base to your tip. Seeing your pleasure Anna rapidly starts to pick up speed. The sound of your moans, her heavy breath, and the soft orchestral music with its foreign language plays in the background.
"I'd say it's that you're a lot more obtuse than he's dumb." The sound of that voice was enough to cause all your mental functions to come to a crashing halt and your body tenses.
Opening your eyes, you see the blue-skinned woman known as Mystique giving the two of you a grin. Her perfectly straight and white teeth exposed to you both in constant amusement.
You spare a brief look at Anna who seems stuck between embarrassment, anger, and if her rosy cheeks and stiffened nipples are anything to go by, arousal.
"Get out." She hisses at the woman, hand still wrapped around you and gripping a lot tighter than before.
You bite your tongue to prevent the moan rising in you.
You spare a look towards the familiar and terrifying voice. Sitting on the couch barely four feet away from you two is Mystique. The blue-skinned mutant wears one of her favorite pieces, a sheer dress that leaves her long, smooth legs bare to the world. A deep smile rests on her face, eyes filled with mirth.
You really should be terrified right now.
Stupid hormones.
Looking towards Anna she seems torn between embarrassment, anger, and if her flushed cheeks and the hard nubs pointing out her shirt are anything to go by, arousal.
"Embarrassed? Oh my~" The mutant laughs while the grip on your cock tightens painfully. You wince and instinctively pull yourself away.
"Fuck. Off." Anna growls at the woman who only continues to laugh in return.
"Child, please." An eyebrow raises as she stares at the two of you. "You do know you're hurting him right? Do you even know what you're doing?"
As if burned Anna's hand retracts lighting fast.
"Mind your business." She bows her head away from you, trying her best not to catch your gaze.
"Don't worry." Mystique says standing up. She walks in front of you, hips swishing back and forth seductively, drawing your eyes to the lower curve of her back and how the dress hugs closely to her ass. She stops in front of the TV and ever so slowly descends until she sits on your legs. All the while her orbs of amber never leave your brown eyes.
"There's nothing to be ashamed about." She rubs the girl's shoulders, gently pulling her head back up so she can look at you. "You were doing well, a bit boring, though. But we all have to start somewhere~."
Her hands drift down the girl's shoulders, towards her arms, then her hands, and finally... Why are her hands on your pants?
Just like that Mystique pulls your sweats down, exposing your turgid, pulsing length to the much cooler apartment air. Your cock throbs and beats in synch with your heart, a concert of fear and anticipation. Looking back up you see Anna staring at it while Mystique smirks at you, her hands returned to Anna's shoulders.
"Go on, grab it." She tries to goad the girl on who only continues to stare at you. "Oh for god's sake." Mystique laughs before taking one of Anna's hands in her on and places it at your base, the double grip more pleasurable than before. "See how you're supposed to hold it? Jusssst like that~" With the tighter and less painful grip you're able to appreciate and marvel at it more than before.
Anna's hands are powerful, therein lies a strength built from countless days in the gym honing her body. Her hands are still smooth and supple, including Mystique's quite literal guiding hand helping her digits contour to provide the perfect amount of friction provides you a sensuous sleeve for your swelling member.
"Now you have to take it slow at first."
She guides Anna's hand up and down your shaft, the leisure pace an agonizing pleasure. You watch with anticipation as anna's hand is guided up slowly by the blue hand on top of hers, what feel like an eternity passes before the descent down. Soon you feel a rise in your shaft as the first beads of pre begin to spill out. The clear substance starts to roll down slowly until it slides under and over Anna's hand.
"Perfect~." Mystique coos into the girl's ear. "Now we can go faster~."
The previously moderate and torturous pace is replaced with a much more enjoyable speed. Aided with the pre from your leaking ardor and Mystique's motions, your member is soon slick with your leavings. Much to your displeasure her hand soon leaves you, cock pulsing from her ministrations.
Anna stares at her pre-covered hand, strands connecting to her digits like the webs of a spider. Mystique brings the hand back and slowly cleans off Anna's index finger while staring at you.
You think you'd die if you could get any harder.
"Go on. Try it~." She says inching the hand towards the younger girl's mouth. Anna stares at your leavings entranced. Her breath continues to come out hot and heavy, and soon it's muffled by her driving a single finger into her mouth. Her eyelids droop as she leaves her finger in her mouth for a moment, then she adds another, and another, soon all of the fingers that were covered by your pre are completely immersed in her mouth.
You watch Anna clean her fingers offs, absolutely enraptured by the sight and thought of her tasting you. Your cock throbs in synch with your fast-beating heart, each pulse mimicked by another jump or twitch of your pre-covered member.
Anna falls back abruptly, the both of you pulled out of your respective stupors. Mystique sits above her head, holding her legs back exposing the girl's crotch to you. The spats she wore already clung tightly to her body. Something that only highlights her arousal even further. The combination of the tight spats and copious amounts of her fluids accents the shape of her vulva. The compression shorts only just barely managed to keep the fluids in as little drops of it drip off her legs and around her head.
"Like what you see?" Mystique asks with that perpetual smile on her face. Anna only continues to breathe heavily; her eyes drooped and her mind elsewhere. Mystique crooks her finger at you in a come hither motion. You obey her instructions, crawling over and sitting on your knees while your sweats fall even further. Anna's chest rises and falls with her breath, her limbs remain stiff, her face absolute flushed, and her eyes low as her mouth opens and closes with her breaths.
"See what you did? What are you going to do about it?" You say nothing only staring at the girl for a moment. Mystique sighs. A ripping sound catches your attention, and you look down to see hole ripped in Anna's shorts. Her pussy open to the air and the moisture trapped inside dripping eagerly without restraints. Anna twitches at the feeling of air on her privates.
"What are you going to do~?" Mystique sings as her fingers spread the girl's labia open. Her flushed pink insides, throbbing and winking at you. Your member sticks up in the air, throbbing hungrily as your excitement becomes overbearing. Following some animal like instincts and the goading of the mutant you find yourself driving your cock into the sweltering pink depths.
Resistance is a foreign term. Between your pre slicked shaft, the waterfall of her fluids, and your shared arousal it is easy to spear yourself within her flower. Your mind blanks and comes to a shattering halt by the sensations that ravish your member. Her folds wrap and squeeze you in a way you never imagined possible. The wetness of her is incomparable to anything you've ever experienced. As you finally hilt yourself entirely your whole shaft from its pre leaking tip to your base and even your tightening balls are drenched in her leaking liquids.
"Ahhn~" A sweet moan escapes Anna's mouth as she's finally brought back into the realm of the conscious. You, however, are nearly taken out of it by the feeling of her tight inner folds squeezing you.
"Such a beautiful sound~." Mystique coos directly into your ear. You don't know when she moved or got behind you nor do you particularly care at this moment. "Don't you agree?~." She asks as her hands roam over your body as you're still reeling from the sensation of penetration.
"But there's more.~" She says, her breath warm to your ears. You feel hands grab your waist, frozen into inaction and begin to guide you back out. Anna's muscles grip you tightly, desperately trying to keep hold of you and you moan loudly while Anna only breathes harder. After an agonizingly slow amount of time, your cock exits her pussy with only the tip kissing the entrance ever so slightly.
You want to dive right back in but you find yourself restrained by Mystique and a hand gripping tightly around your drenched cock.
"Not so fast~. What makes you think she wants more?" Mystique's voice registers as your eyes go wide in want and panic. "She has to ask right~?"
Anna's eyes lock onto yours, her face a painted with pure lust and want surely an echo of yours. Her breath comes out fast, hot, and heavy. Chest falling and rising rapidly as sharp mountains cap off her sizable chest. Fluid continues to leak over your trapped cock and all the way down to your scrotum. Your heart slams into your chest a mile a minute as your breath comes out labored and wanting.
Before you can give vocalization to the desire that tears at you, a soft sound emanates from the girl below.
"Please..."
And just like that, you feel the hold on your cock and waist gone, and you find yourself spearing right back home into the wet squeezing depths of Anna's pussy. You mindlessly pound away at her, driving your hips into her with short, hard motions that cause her voice to sing and moan the sweetest sounds. You are just as vocal in the pleasure that assaults your dick. Squeezing on every exit and barely loosening as you return to her hot and wet folds. The pre that leaks from your member invariably begins to mix with her fluids, creating an off-white slurry between your motions.
Hands reach up to your head, and you find yourself buried in between Anna's chest. Her legs move from their previous position on your shoulders and wrap around your waist as you continue to slam into her rapid fire. Anna screams and a splatter of liquid assaults your cock tip before spilling out between your powerful thrusts. Soon you feel a tightening in your groin and moments later hilt yourself as you finally orgasm. Cum firing out into thick globules with each spasm of your dick.
As the two of you lay there on the rug, breathing heavily, you hear laughter resound from behind you.
"A bit sloppy but it'll do for now. I have a lot to teach you so rest up~."
You feel hands grip your face again and Anna's lips meet yours as your fluids begin to leak around your deflating cock.
