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A Little Rogue Goes a Long Way	By : jackrabbit Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 15770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 11 --- Tiffany Gets Her Man

Kitty waited at the hair salon, reading a magazine. She had already been done and was waiting for Tiffany. Just as she finished an interesting article, she felt the younger girl’s hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see that Tiffany had gone green this time. “Whoa, cool shade,” she said. “I like it.”
Tiffany picked up her packages. “Thanks, Kitty. Where are we supposed to meet the others?”
“Food court. Near the ice cream place.”
“Can we get some? I love ice cream. Hydra didn’t serve it too often.”
When they reached the food court, Jean, Amara, Rahne and Jubilee were already there.
“About time you two showed up,” Jean said. “We thought you had been sacrificed to the Retail God or something. Love the color, Tiffany.” The other girls murmured agreement.
After getting their ice cream, the six of them chattered about everything and nothing for a while.
“Let’s see what you got, Tiff,” Jubilee said.
Tiffany showed the other girls what she had bought before going to the salon.
“Nice, Tiffany,” Rahne said. “Is Kitty still helping you pick them out?”
“Nope,” Kitty said. “She did it all herself this time.”
“Wow,” Jean marvelled. “You’ve turned into a full-fledged mall rat.”
Kitty grinned. “And to think we had to drag her here the first time. Now we have to drag her out.”
After they had been there a little while, Kitty noticed that all of the people who had been sitting nearby had moved to tables farther away, looking back at them with dirty looks. “Our adoring public. I really wish we hadn’t been on TV so many times.”
Jean shrugged. “Take it up with that asshole Trask. He’s the one who had a Sentinel chasing us across town. It wasn’t as if we wanted to be on TV.”
“It was just as much Magneto’s fault, if not more,” Kitty pointed out. “He was the one who wanted everything out in the open. Trask just wanted to kill us.”
“Oh, well,” Amara said. “At least we can talk more freely now, with no one close by. So how do you guys think that the dong situation is progressing? You know, with the boys, now that our cover is blown.”
Jean was thoughtful. “I think it’s going well. It is with Scott, anyway. It doesn’t seem to affect us at all. Well, sometimes he wants to watch me jerk off or fuck another girl, but there hasn’t been a negative impact. All in all, it just allows us to have more fun.”
“Peter is handling it well, too,” Amara said. “He has asked to see it a couple of times, but usually everything is just like normal, as if nothing had ever happened. Bobby too.”
The girls continued comparing notes. Between the five of them, not counting Tiffany, they had been with most of the boys at one time or another since the dong story broke, and no one reported any real problems with sex. The boys understood that they didn’t have to deal with the dongs if they didn’t want to. Unless the girl deliberately changed over, she was completely female as she had always been. It was probably in the back of their minds that the girl could have a dick if she wanted one, but as Scott had pointed out, weirdness was just inherent in Mutant World. The dong condition wasn’t that much stranger than the other things they dealt with on a daily basis.
“I can’t contribute to this conversation,” Tiffany said. “I still haven’t been with a guy.”
“Why not?” Rahne asked. “They aren’t that bad.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to try it. I just don’t know what to do. Kitty said the girl is not supposed to ask, but I don’t know how to do this ‘flirting’ she talks about.”
“We’ll work on that,” Kitty said. “I keep forgetting about the insane childhood you had. The rest of us have been learning this kind of thing all our lives.”
“Do you like Scott?” Jean asked. “If you just want to know what being with a guy is like, I’m sure he would be willing to volunteer.”
Tiffany looked at her carefully. “And you would be okay with that?”
“Absolutely. I won’t loan Scott out, but I’ll let him fuck other girls as long as I’m there. We’ve done threesomes with Kitty a bunch of times. Amara too. Would you like to try him out?”
“Sure. Can I bring Kitty too? I’m nervous to have sex without her making sure I don’t make a fool of myself.”
Jean blinked in surprise. “Well, nobody is going to be scoring you. We all know you are inexperienced. But sure, bring Kitty if it makes you feel better. It’s not as if Scott will complain about having three girls to fuck instead of two. I’ll have to check with him on scheduling, but why don’t we tentatively plan for the two of you spend the night with us?”
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Scott hurried down the corridor to Jean’s room, noting that it was almost eleven. She had asked him to be there at a particular time, so obviously something was going on tonight. In the back of his mind, he hoped it wasn’t something to do with her dick, but he was confident that she wouldn’t try to coerce him to do something he didn’t want to do. Sometimes one or the other would suggest trying something new, but neither ever tried to force the issue.
For the hundredth time, he wondered why they just didn’t share a room. It wasn’t as if everybody in the Institute wasn’t aware that one room or the other was empty nearly every night.
Scott knocked on Jean’s door and heard her voice immediately. “Scott?”
“Yeah, it’s me.” The door started to open. “So what’s this all---?” He broke off, astonished to find Tiffany standing there. Even more surprising, she was wearing pink see-though baby dolls, an interesting contrast to her green hair. “Wha...? Tiffany? What are you doing here? Uh, and dressed like that?”
She gave him a shy smile. “Why don’t you come in and find out?” She took his hand and gently pulled on it. He followed her into the room to find Jean and Kitty lying on the bed, also in sexy lingerie. Both were grinning at him, enjoying his confusion.
“Whoa,” Scott said. “I don’t know what this is all about, but I know I’m going to like it. What did I do to deserve this?”
Jean laughed. “Nobody said you deserved it. You just lucked out.”
“I can live with that.” He grinned at her. “This is your show. Tell me what you want me to do.”
“It’s Tiffany’s show. Basically, you’re going to fuck her brains out. She’s never been with a guy before, so you’re elected. Kitty and I are just here for moral support.” Jean smiled. “I don’t know if you’ve ever done a virgin before, but she’s kind of a funny one. Even though she’s never been with a guy before, she’s been fucked a lot. With a real dick, not a dildo.”
“Paradoxical,” Scott said. “Different. Impossible anywhere but here. But then, you never did fit in any particular box, did you, Tiff?”
Tiffany smiled. “Little Miss Enigma, that’s me.” She put her hands on her hips. “So are you going to analyze me or fuck me?”
Scott held out his arms and she walked into them. Kissing was a little difficult because of the height difference. Tiffany pushed against his chest, backing him toward the bed, until he fell back onto it. Then she went to the dresser, turned on Jean’s CD player, and started to dance.
Scott watched in amazement. She wasn’t a very good dancer, but just seeing her do it at all was mind-boggling. Back when she had first arrived at the Institute, he never dreamed that the bad-tempered, anti-social X-23 would ever do anything like this.
“C’mon, Tiff,” Jean said. “You’ll never seduce anybody that way. I guess you slept through the Hydra dance classes. Kitty, show her how. You taught Rogue how to dance for that rock opera.”
“No, she sucked the moves out of me with her power. Good thing, too, because Sabretooth smashed the player and that was the end of dance practice.”
Kitty danced alongside Tiffany, who tried to mimic her movements. Finally Kitty got behind her and jammed their pelvises together, using her hands to force Tiffany to match the movement. Once she got the two of them at least a little synchronized, she worked on Tiffany’s arm movement.
Once Kitty was satisfied that Tiffany was doing at least a little better, she started fondling the smaller girl instead of manipulating her. She handled the tits, while Tiffany reached back to stroke her thighs. Kitty turned Tiffany’s head to the side to kiss her, but wound up causing her to lose synchronization. So they dropped the dance and just kissed. Kitty then gently pushed Tiffany toward the bed, still kissing, and up against Scott. Tiffany started to lose her balance and braced herself against Scott’s shoulders. Kitty kept pushing, and the two of them flopped over onto the bed, with Tiffany on top of him.
They kissed that way for a little while.
“This is nice,” Scott said, “but it’s a little awkward. Let’s move up.” The two of them slid up until they were completely on the bed and resumed kissing. Scott ran his hands down Tiffany’s back and then squeezed her ass through the panties. The baby dolls didn’t go down that far.
“Oooohhhh,” she said. “That feels different. Your hands are so big.”
“I’m glad some part of my anatomy is bigger than what you’re used to.” He heard Jean and Kitty snickering on the other side of the bed.
Scott slid his hands into the back of the panties and felt up Tiffany’s ass. “Mmmmmmmm,” she responded, laying her head on his chest as he handled her, pulling the panties down to get better access.
She just laid there for a little while, then stirred. “I’m not wearing much, so I better get started on you.” She reached to undo the buttons of his shirt, then stopped in puzzlement. “Hey, the buttons are backwards.”
“Guys are backward in lots of ways,” Kitty said, kicking off another round of giggling.
Scott looked at Jean and Kitty. “Y’know, it’s kinda hard to be intimate when there’s a comedy team in bed with you.”
“You’re right, Scott,” Jean said. “And it’s not fair to Tiffany. We’re sorry. Here, I’ll shut Kitty up.” She grabbed Kitty by the neck and pulled her head forward for a kiss.
By now Tiffany had unbuttoned Scott’s shirt. She ran her hands over his chest, while he reached under the baby dolls and fondled hers. There wasn’t much to squeeze, but he did as well as he could and also stroked her nipples with his thumbs. Tiffany closed her eyes and moaned. His hands weren’t really rough, but felt different on her than those of a girl. She continued to explore his body at the same time.
“You’re really getting me excited,” she murmured. “Check it out.”
The panties were still pulled down in back, now Scott did so in front and rubbed her bare pussy, savoring the heat and wetness. He slipped a finger into her and worked it around, while she gasped. Then he brought it up to his mouth for a taste. “Primo stuff.” He pressed the finger against her lips and she opened her mouth and tasted herself, sucking on his finger. Then she took his hand and rubbed her cheek against it. At the show of affection, Scott again marvelled at how much this girl had changed since her arrival at the Institute.
Tiffany undid Scott’s belt and unzipped his pants. Then she reached into the shorts. “Oooooohhh. I must be doing it right. It’s hard already.” She handled his dick inside the shorts. “With all the talk about penis envy, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to find it or something. But it’s about the same size as Kitty’s.”
“Well, yeah, but don’t forget she’s three years younger than I am.”
“Whatever. The point is, I can work with it.”
With Scott’s help, Tiffany worked the pants down and off, then the shorts. Sitting on his legs, she took the dick in her hand and stroked it slowly, while Scott took off his shirt the rest of the way. She took the dick in her mouth and began sucking on it.
Scott abandoned himself to the sensation. “You’re good at that.” He couldn’t reach anything on her to fondle, so he just put his hand on her cheek, following the movement.
“Would you like me to do you too?” he asked after a few minutes. “A 69? I’d love to be the first guy to taste you.”
She gave him a shy smile. “You already did. You want some more? Okay. We need to slide again, though. No place for my legs.”
“I’ll take care of that,” Jean said from the other side of the bed. “We were just getting to that point too.”
She lifted the four of them into the air. Tiffany was a little alarmed at first, not having been levitated before. She flailed her arms and legs, trying to connect with something solid.
“Easy,” Scott said. “Jean’s got you. We do this all the time and she never drops anyone. Relax.”
After a moment or so, it registered on Tiffany that she wasn’t falling, so she calmed down. Jean rotated the two of them into a 69 position, girl on top. Scott pulled the panties the rest of the way off and dropped them to the bed. Then Tiffany spread her legs wide and resumed sucking him.
In the meantime, Jean and Kitty were also doing a 69 just a couple of feet away. Scott noticed that Kitty had morphed, so as he ate Tiffany’s pussy, he periodically glanced over to watch Jean suck Kitty’s dick.
“Ohhhh, you’re getting harder,” Tiffany murmured. “I must be doing my job.”
“That and other things,” Scott agreed. She was still wearing the baby dolls, because they really didn’t get in the way that much. He reached under them to handle her tits while he licked her. With his other hand, he fondled her cute little ass.
After a while, Tiffany looked over at the other couple. “Kitty, uh, I’m ready to have it inside me now. We need a condom, right? Because it’s a guy?”
Jean answered instead, popping Kitty’s dick out of her mouth. “Normally, yeah. You don’t have to this time. I can protect you, the same way I protect myself. I’ll create a barrier inside you, sort of like an invisible female condom. You won’t be able to feel it, so it won’t interfere with your enjoyment. But it will protect you just like a regular condom. Better, really, because it can’t break and it covers everything, all the way out to your inner thighs.”
“Cool,” Tiffany said. “Thanks, Jean.” She turned around to face Scott and smiled. “You can be a little rough if you want to. I’m curious about what that’s like.”
“Like how rough?”
“Well, don’t beat the shit out of me or give me bruises or anything.”
“I’m not like that. Besides, a guy would have to be insane to assault you, especially now that the Professor has released your claws.”
“Don’t worry. The old X-23 is gone. It would take a hell of a lot of provocation for me to use them now. All I mean is I want you to fuck me hard.”
“That I can do,” Scott said. “Why don’t we start easy, then just tell me whenever you want it harder. We can do it gradually.”
In response, Tiffany simply smiled and spread her legs. Scott accepted the invitation and entered her. She was about as tight as he expected, given that she had regular sex with someone the same size as him. He established a rhythm, while Tiffany held onto him and made noises of pleasure.
Scott glanced over to see that Kitty was now fucking Jean, in much the same position, but facing in the other direction. She grinned at him, then leaned over for a kiss. It was a little difficult to connect, with both of them moving, but they managed.
“Okay,” Tiffany moaned, “you can do me faster and harder now.” Scott picked up the pace and intensity, and she responded to the higher level of sensation. “Oh! Uh! Nggg!” She whipped her head from side to side. Her hands were pressed firmly against his chest. He noted that she had been doing that a lot, probably because that was one of the more noticable differences between a guy and a girl with a dick.
“Wait,” she said after a few minutes. “Could you do me from behind now?” Scott waited while Jean rolled her to a face-down position and she dropped her legs to vertical, then grabbed her thighs and started hammering her again. “Ohhhhhh,” she moaned.
Scott jerked on her shoulders to force her back on his dick harder. She didn’t complain, just responded with more moaning, interspersed with other inarticulate noises.
“I’m not gonna last much longer,” Scott panted.
“I’m almost there too. Just a little more.”
Judging by the sounds they were making, Jean and Kitty were on the final stretch as well.
Just as Scott thought he wasn’t going to make it, Tiffany screamed and arched her back. Feeling her orgasm squeezing on his dick pushed him over the edge and he erupted inside her. Even as he filled her up, her love tunnel was still racked by spasms. It seemed to go on for a while. Then she just hung there, shaking. “Ohhhh, that was a good one.”
“It was one of my better ones too.” He pulled out of her, and the cum started leaking out. That was one of the side effects of Jeans’s telekenetic condoms. The cum didn’t really make contact with anything, so it didn’t stick and every drop always came pouring back out. None of it stayed inside, which made cleanup a hell of a lot easier. The spooge accumulated on the invisible cum shield several feet below.
Jean and Kitty climaxed soon after, resulting in another load of cum landing on the shield. As always, Jean tossed the accumulated cum out the window as she lowered the four of them to the bed.
Kitty giggled. “Does the gardener ever, like, wonder why the grass is white under your window?”
“That’s not what concerns me,” Scott said. “I know that Sam jogs around the grounds late at night. Sooner or later he’s gonna pass under Jean’s window at the wrong time.”
Jean grinned. “Sam yells ‘What the hell?’ and looks up. ‘Must have been a BIG fucking bird’ he concludes.”
Tiffany kissed Scott. “Thanks for that. It was nice.”
“I hope I didn’t turn you off guys.”
“Oh, no. It was different, but I liked it just as much. Kitty is going to teach me how to relate to guys so I can do more of it.”
“Well,” Jean said, “the night’s still young. We can hit it again after we have a little rest.”
The group had sex most of the night. With four participants, three of whom could change genders more or less at will, there were a lot of combinations to go through. Scott got to fuck the other two girls, and all of the girls fucked each other.
At one point they did a vertical blowjob stackup. Jean stood on the floor, sucking Tiffany, who was floating a few feet higher. Tiffany blew Kitty, who was higher yet, while Kitty sucked Scott, his head just short of the ceiling.
Later they performed another daisy chain, Scott in back, then Kitty, Tiffany, and Jean. The middle two had to be raised higher so they would align.
After a few more positions, everyone was starting to wear down and they figured there was just one shot left.
“This is still your party, Tiffany,” Jean said. “What would you like to do this last time?”
“I want you guys to cum in my face. All of you. I saw that in a movie.”
So Scott, Kitty, and Jean unloaded all over her face, while Jean suspended her upside down so she could shoot into her own face. Kitty jerked Scott and Jean, on either side of her, while Jean did Kitty and Tiffany. The smaller girl was pretty well coated from the output of four dicks. Jean sent the remainder out the window as usual.
Jean laid Tiffany on the bed and smiled. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Whoo, that was different. It felt good, all nice and warm. I need to clean up, though.”
“What, you don’t want to wear our cum for the rest of your life?”
The bathroom was right next door, so Kitty phased her through the wall so she didn’t have to go through the hall.
The four of them laid on the bed exhausted. Jean and Tiffany put their heads on Scott’s chest, while Kitty snuggled up behind Tiffany. In minutes they were out of it.
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Chapter 11 --- Tiffany Gets Her Man