Kitty’s New York Adventure X-Men: Evolution.
Chapter VI. Fireball(ing). Part 1.
Continue of toon porn story “Kitty’s New York Adventure. X-Men: Evolution.”
Again Kitty was looking down over the city. The altitude was much higher this time, as she was in a flying vehicle rather than webslinging. The Fantasticar had closeable cockpits, but right now the canopies were open, as it wasn’t moving that fast.
The Fantasticar was actually a compound aircraft, four detachable units that could fly independently or as a unit. At the moment, they were bound together and Sue was flying the conglomerate from the front unit, the one normally occupied by Reed. The 7 x-girls (not including Storm, who was stuck with official shit back at the Baxter Building) were crammed into the other cockpits. Fortunately, they had no aversion to sitting in each other’s laps. They just had to be careful not to touch anything. Kitty was in Ben Grimm’s unit, which had plenty of room for three teen girls to sit side-by-side.
Normally the Human Torch would be riding in his own unit, but he was flying alongside them to give the girls more space.
Once Sue had brought them to a comparatively remote area, she slowed the aircraft until it was at a hover. Johnny landed on a flat area of the fuselage, while Amara climbed out of the section normally occupied by Sue. Both of them stripped and tossed their uniforms into the cockpit. Amara then gave Johnny a blowjob.
All of the x-girls took off their clothes as well, or at least enough to have sex. Some of them performed genital morphs, others kept their pussies. But everyone started playing with whatever was in reach. Sue was the lone exception, as she had to fly the plane. Sex while piloting was even more stupid than sex while driving.
Jean had been with Amara and was now alone, so she levitated herself over to join Kitty, Jubilee, and Rahne. They shuffled around so that Jubilee was in her lap. Rogue and Tiffany were in Johnny’s section of the Fantasticar. Rogue of course put on her cherished bracelet before she and her playmate started to undress.
“Johnny has a hardon,” Kitty noted. “So the donkey show is, like, ready to start.”
Sue climbed out of the front cockpit to help the featured couple get ready. She put a harness around Johnny’s shoulders and back. It included padded rings in exactly the right position for Amara to put her arms through. Johnny took Amara in his arms, her back against his chest. When Amara put her arms through the rings and locked her arms in front of her in dream-of-Jeannie-style, the strap allowed her to hold onto Johnny as well as if she had been facing him. Better, actually, as she didn’t have to depend on a grip.
During the distraction, Johnny had softened a little, so Sue sucked him back to a hardon, then helped him penetrate Amara. Using the harness as an anchor, Amara went up and down on the dick a few times. “Oooooooohhhh,” she moaned. “I think we’re ready to go.”
Sue scrambled back into the front cockpit.
“Flame on!” Johnny yelled for the crowd of horny x-girls. As he and Amara were engulfed in fire, they rose slightly above the fuselage of the Fantasticar.
“Flame on too!” Amara responded. Her own flame pattern was radically different from Johnny’s, her trademark jagged red and black stripes. It was highly visible against the mostly yellow of the Torch. Yet since her hair tended to flame yellow, she slightly matched him as well. Amara started humping for real, driving herself up and down on Johnny’s cock. As she established a rhythm, they started ascending, then shifted into level flight toward the west.
Sue put the Fantasticar into forward motion, soon catching up with them and then matching speeds. She didn’t get too close, but the observers still had a good view of the fire-balling. “Can everyone see?” Sue asked on the intercom.
“We’re on the wrong side,” Rogue said.
Sue maneuvered the Fantasticar below Johnny and Amara, then back up to the original level, but on the other side of them. Now Rogue and Tiffany were on the same side as the action. The compartment on the other side was empty after Jean moved. Ben’s compartment was in the middle, so the view from there was equal on either side.
The x-girls started kissing and feeling each other up as they watched the performers.
As the smaller girl, Tiffany was sitting in Rogue’s lap. She writhed as Rogue handled her body, basically fondling everything within reach. She spread her legs as far as she could in the cramped compartment. Rogue responded by stroking Tiffany’s pussy, then outward along the inner thighs almost out to the knees. Rogue’s hands then moved to the underside of Tiffany’s legs, sliding all the way back until they reached the ass cheeks. Rogue fondled those as well as she could with Tiffany sitting on them. The smaller girl lifted herself up slightly so that Rogue could get to her ass. After more pussy stroking, Rogue moved slowly upward until she reached Tiffany’s tits, which she squeezed and stroked.
“Oooooohhhhh,” Tiffany moaned. “And I thought Kitty was touchy-feely.”
“I’ve got a lot of touching and feeling to catch up on.” Rogue captured Tiffany’s nipple between her fingers and squeezed it gently. “I can’t tell ya how awesome it is to be able to do this. Until a couple of days ago, I had touched only one pair of tits in my life. And I was lucky to have felt those.”
“I hear ya, Rogue. I’m kinda the same, because I haven’t been doing it as long as the others either. But it was harder for you, because you knew what you were missing and I didn’t have a clue what sex was.”
“Well, we’re doing it now.” Rogue pressed on Tiffany’s cheek, urging the younger girl to turn her head around for a kiss. They held it for a while, engaging their tongues, but the position was too uncomfortable to maintain for long.
“I’m sorry I can’t do much for you this way. I can’t reach much of your body.”
“That’s okay. I like touching you. Whatever you can get to on me is fine. It’s a lot more than I was getting last week.”
Tiffany felt as many parts of Rogue as she could, then wriggled around so that her back rubbed against the older girl’s tits. “I guess you’ll have to be the boy this time, because there’s no way I can turn around to fuck you.”
“That’s okay, you can fuck me next time.”
Rogue performed a genital morph. Tiffany now had something she could reach. She leaned down and grabbed it, then stretched it out along her pussy. She mashed it with her palm, rubbing both the head of the dick and her own clit at the same time. “Mmmmmmmmmmm,” she murmured. Rogue’s reaction was similar, as the older girl touched her head against Tiffany’s.
There was a little more room in Ben’s compartment, so Jubilee and Rahne were able to sit in the laps of Jean and Kitty in a facing direction. Yet they were still close enough together that the girls on top could lean over and kiss the other couple.
Rahne raised herself high enough that Kitty could suck her tits, her head slightly out of the cockpit. Since that also brought her pussy into reach, Kitty slipped a finger into it. “Uhhhhhhh,” Rahne moaned, wriggling her ass a little. She wrapped her hand around Kitty’s neck and held it. Kitty added a finger to Rahne’s pussy and poked one into the asshole as well.
Rahne reached down and brushed Kitty’s nipples with her palms. Then she lowered herself again and sat on Kitty’s thighs. She pressed Kitty’s newly-formed dick against her pussy and rubbed it up and down the length. With her other hand she squeezed one of Kitty’s tits as she kissed the other girl.
There was no room in the cockpit for a vertical 69, but Jean and Jubilee did it anyway. Getting into the inverted position was the difficult part, so Jean simply levitated her partner out of the cockpit, flipped her over, and lowered her into position head down. Then Jubilee was held in place while she sucked Jean’s dick and her own pussy was licked. Jean fingered the smaller girl’s pussy and smacked her ass. Jubilee did not need her hands to hold her position, so she fondled Jean’s tits while she was upside down.
Sue was unable to really participate in the fun, but she could at least rub her pussy as she watched Johnny and Amara. The Fantasticar was on autopilot, and there were all kinds of alarms if other aircraft got too close, so she wasn’t fully occupied with flying. On the other hand, she couldn’t completely let herself go to the sex either, in case something did happen. So she just slowly played with herself, feeling good but still alert.
Amara gave herself in to the unique experience. She had never touched another person while under a full burn, much less gotten fucked that way. Not to mention fucking miles above the ground with no visible means of support. Occasionally she looked around to see if the other girls were watching. Part of the time they were, but they were also occupied with each other.
to be continued…
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posted on May 12th, 2011 at 10:05 pm