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X-Men porn. Chapter 2. Interview With the Weapon

Continue of A Little Rogue Goes a Long Way.

 Kitty was starving, as she had missed breakfast. Since it was not a mealtime, she expected to find the kitchen table empty. But she was startled to find X-23 sitting there with a bowl of cereal. Kitty hesitated, then went on in. She poured her own bowl of cereal, then went over to the table. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”

X-23 glanced up with her usual scowl, then returned to her cereal. “Whatever.”

When X-23 had first arrived, everyone had been scared to death of her, since she was basically a killing machine in human form and angry at the world to boot. But they found out later that the Professor had agreed to let her stay as long as she allowed him to put a mental block on her. With the block in effect, she was incapable of unsheathing her adamantium claws inside the Institute, or anywhere on the grounds. The lone exception was the Danger Room, and even then only during an exercise.

Even though she wasn’t quite as dangerous with her claws disabled, most of the residents of the Institute still avoided her whenever possible, as she still retained her anti-social tendencies, and the only person she could relate to even remotely was Mr. Logan. Still, Kitty tried to reach out to her on occasion, such as when she invited X-23 to the Jubilee party. X-23 didn’t have a good time, of course, since she wasn’t capable of it, but at least she stayed in the corner and didn’t disrupt everyone else’s fun. It was sort of a symbolic victory that she was there.

Kitty sat there in silence, working on her cereal. Even if X-23 had been willing to talk, what was there to talk about? She just couldn’t relate to anyone else. Even Mr. Logan had had a childhood once. X-23 never had one.

At least X-23 had decent table manners. Kitty had been surprised by that, since her only purpose was killing, but then she was intended to be an assassin, so perhaps she had been trained to blend in with society, even though she wasn’t a part of it.

Finally Kitty thought of something to say. “Good work in the training session yesterday.”

X-23 looked at her with no expression. “Of course I was good. I was designed for it. I have no other purpose.”

Kitty took a different tack. “But you weren’t designed to work with people. You’re starting to show teamwork. That’s something, isn’t it?”

X-23 shrugged.

Kitty shut up and concentrated on her cornflakes. So much for the conversation attempt. I tried, she thought sadly.

“Thanks,” X-23 said.

Kitty was startled, then recovered. “You’re welcome, X-23.” She thought for a second, then said, “have you ever thought about giving yourself, like, a regular name? It’s weird calling a person X-23.”

X-23’s eyes narrowed. “What, like Tiffany or something? Do I seem like a Tiffany to you? I’m not a person. I’m a fucking thing! A weapon. A tool.”

“Sure you’re a person. Hydra may not have intended you to be one, but fuck them. You wiped out the Supreme Hydra, so what she thought about anything doesn’t mean shit. Show those bastards you’re a person. Show them all. Be a person. Go to the mall. Go to a rock concert. Try out for cheerleading. Learn to play the guitar. Why not call yourself Tiffany? Or whatever name you like.”

X-23 looked at her in surprise. Then she looked thoughtful. “I’ll, uh, consider it.”

Just then Kitty heard Jean’s voice in her head. “Where are you, Kittycat? I talked to the Professor, and I have some stuff for you. Come to the room and we’ll talk about it.”

“Okay, be right there.”

Kitty only had a little cereal left, so she finished it and put the bowl in the dishwasher. “I have to go, Tiffany. See you later.” She left the room before X-23 could say anything else.

When Kitty reached Jean’s room, she didn’t knock, or use the door at all for that matter. She simply phased through the wall. Jean never minded her doing that as long as she was expected.

Jean was sitting up in bed with her laptop. “Hey, Kittycat.”

“Hi, Jean. What did the professor say?”

“Well, he’s willing to help you, of course. Or the Mystery Mutant Girl, since he doesn’t know it’s you. He did analyze the cum. Interestingly enough, it’s pretty much identical to guy-cum except that there’s no actual sperm in it, just the seminal plasma. Wild, huh?”

“For sure. Well, I guess that means I don’t have to worry about shotgun weddings.”

Jean laughed at that. “Yeah, no little Kitties running around.” She pointed to the laptop. “He gave me a bunch of questions to ask you. He wants more details about MMG’s problem. And I’m supposed to get blood and urine samples too.”

“Do you want the second one as, like, a golden shower?”

Jean grinned. “Well, it would be kinda hard take your piss down to the lab if I’m wearing it. Just in another cup will do. And I’m supposed to run some other tests. I’m not even sure what they are, but he showed me how to do them.” She started reading off the questions from a file in the laptop, and recording Kitty’s answers. There were a lot of them, covering a lot of detail, so it took a couple of hours.

After that, Jean ran the unknown tests. Most of them involved strange looking equipment pointed at Kitty’s groin, with and without the dick.

“What are these tests checking for?” Kitty asked.

“Beats the shit out of me. I think Forge designed these machines, so it could be anything. For all I know, you’ll have three dicks after this. Or will turn purple or something. And then you’ll clash with Kurt.”

“Wow,” Kitty said when it was all over. “The Professor’s really taking this seriously. Just another example of how much he cares about us. And he sure doesn’t play favorites. He doesn’t even know who he’s helping.”

Jean shut down the laptop and closed it. “Okay, now it’s almost playtime. Let’s get the samples first and I’ll run them down to the Professor. When I get back, we’ll run our own test of your equipment.”

Jean drew the blood and then Kitty provided the other sample. Jean was back from the lab in just a few minutes, because she was merely delivering things. “I’ll take the Forge tests to him and transfer the file from the laptop later, because those will keep. Right now I want to do a Kittycat taste test.”

Jean levitated Kitty into the air, then positioned her so that Kitty’s dick was in the vicinity of Jean’s mouth. “Ooooh, you’re already hard,” Jean observed.

Kitty giggled. “Yeah, I’m kinda excited about getting my first blow job.”

“Well, I better get on with it, then.”

Jean started licking the dick again, all over this time, including the head. Her hands roamed all over Kitty’s body, front and back. Since she was taller, she had no problem reaching pretty much everything. Then she took the dick in her mouth and started going up and down on it. Her movements were soft and slow, since Kitty was apparently on such a hair trigger because of the newness.

“Uummmmmmm,” Kitty murmured, twitching her body slightly as she floated in the air. “That feels so nice.” She brought her legs forward so that her feet were on Jean’s waist and rubbed them lightly against her.

As she continued sucking, Jean lifted both of them up until they were only a couple of feet from the ceiling. Since Kitty was already floating and had her eyes closed, she didn’t even notice the altitude change.

Kitty writhed in the air. “Would you like for me to do you too?” she asked between moans.

“That would be great.” Jean rolled the two of them into a horizontal 69 position and spread her legs. Neither girl was on top. Both were facing to the side.

Kitty rubbed Jean’s pussy with her thumb, then spread it open and started licking. At the same time she slid a couple of fingers inside. She forced herself to ignore the strange new sensations coming from her groin so that she could concentrate on pleasuring Jean. And so that it wouldn’t be over too soon. It wasn’t easy, though. She was finding out what Scott already knew: Jean was an expert cocksucker.

Kitty found it more and more difficult to concentrate. She tried to get her mind off what she was feeling, but it just wasn’t possible. Jean was relentless, leaving her gasping for breath. Finally, Kitty said, “Jean, stop. I won’t be able to go much longer. Back off for a minute, or I’m gonna shoot.”

Jean paused only long enough to speak. “Nope. I want some of Kittycat’s cream.”

“But if you don’t back off I won’t be able to get you off.”

“Doesn’t matter. I can have mine next time.”

Kitty continued to diddle Jean as best she could, but her fingers were losing coordination. She had already given up on the cunnilingus, because she couldn’t stop from thrashing her head around. “Nnngyahhhh. Uhhhhhh.”

Finally Kitty squealed and exploded, pumping what seemed like gallons of cum into Jean’s waiting mouth. “Gmmmmffff,” Jean gurgled as she tried to keep up, swallowing as quickly as she could. She didn’t quite make it, and some of Kitty’s cum overflowed her lips and fell toward the floor. The cum didn’t make it all the way down, however, as she had already created a telekinetic barrier below them to prevent messing up her room. Wow, she thought, Kitty’s still cumming. Un-fucking-believable.

Finally, the flow of cum stopped and Kitty just hung there trembling, only half conscious. Jean moved the little pool of cum floating below them to the side, and lowered Kitty and herself to the bed. At the same time, she opened the window with her mind and tossed the hovering cum through it.

“Are you okay, baby girl?”

“Guhhhhhh.”

Jean laughed. “That’s what you said last time. Or something like that.”

It took several minutes for Kitty’s breathing to return to normal. “That was awesome,” she said when she was capable of speech.

“So do you like male orgasms more than female?”

“I wouldn’t say that, but they sure are fucking different.”

Jean grinned. “Are you ready to put it in me now?”

Kitty looked at her with a startled expression. “After that? You’ll have to give me a minute.”

“Just kidding. We can take the next step later. I have a lot of stuff to do right now, including finishing that lecture and taking the rest of your tests to the lab. And I need to make some time for Scott. But I want you to sleep here tonight, and you can fuck me as many times as you want to. Let’s really break that thing in.”

Kitty looked at her with wide eyes. “Sounds more like break it off. But I’ll be here.”

to be continue…

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