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Festival of X

Chapter 19: Lessons in Deceit

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New Olympus Temple - Earlier
Raven Darkholme didn’t know what to expect when she snuck aboard the transport with Namor, Monet, Jamie Madrox, and the Stepford Cuckoos. She was used to seeing all sorts of bizarre sights in her line of work, but even she was shocked when she learned of what the X-men and her kids had been up to. The notion that the X-men would take part in a full blown orgy/fertility ritual was both astonishing and somewhat distressing. Yet she couldn’t help but investigate further.
She watched Emma Frost greet Namor, Monet, Multiple, and the Cuckoos. She also watched them strip naked before entering the temple. In order to investigate, she slipped out of the transport and took the form of a naked Amara Aquilla. She knew all about Nova Roma from her previous encounters with the X-men and she knew that Amara was the princess. This allowed her to avoid any scrutiny from some of the guards she saw around the perimeter of the temple as she entered.
Once inside, she made sure to keep her mental shields up to prevent any of the telepaths from revealing her presence. It didn’t take long for her to uncover some of the lurid activities that the X-men had been up to. She also managed to get a peak of Monet’s little S&M lesson with the New Mutants and she caught a glimpse of Multiple’s creative means of occupying some of the women. It was pretty decadent, even by her lofty standards. But once the shock wore off, she became both intrigued and somewhat aroused.
‘I can’t believe it! The X-men actually have a taste for certain brand of extreme debauchery! I don’t know whether I should despise them or admire them! I already heard one of them mention Kurt and Rogue. I’m sure they’ve done their share of indulging. And here I was thinking that this was a good time to confront them about my latest betrayal.’
Mystique eventually tore herself away from the lurid sights and sounds of the X-men engaging in an orgy. She needed a moment to collect herself so she ventured towards the eastern wing of the temple near some of the dormitories. She hugged her shoulders and leaned against the wall, allowing everything to sink in.
This disturbing revelation came at a difficult time for her. Not long ago, she had joined the X-men after having been an agent for Charles Xavier. Then recently, she betrayed the X-men once again during a clash with Sinister’s Marauders. It was yet another act that drew the scorn and ire of the X-men, her children, and everyone else involved. Yet there was a reason for her betrayal. She never took such actions lightly and while they probably wouldn’t believe her, she always did them with the best interests of her children in mind. She had hoped to explain to Rogue and Kurt why it was best for them. She never thought she would have to do so under these circumstances.
Now she had a dilemma. She could either stick around and try to confront her kids, hoping to work around the X-men’s orgy in the process. Or she could leave and wait for another opportunity. The most logical choice was to leave, but given her situation with the Marauders another opportunity may not come along. It also didn’t help that she hadn’t had sex in a while. Being a shape shifter, she had her share of decadent appetites and not all of them involved conflict. Sex was often a less destructive way to get her thrills and not being able to enjoy it left her more unbalanced than she cared to be. Now she was in a temple surrounded by sex and with the X-men no less. This made her decision to leave or stay all the more difficult.
Mystique did her best not to let her libido affect her judgment on this matter. She needed to choose quickly before temptation or the X-men’s telepaths caught up with her. The idea of her confronting Kurt and Rogue while they were running around naked and engaging in all sorts of sordid sex acts didn’t have much appeal. Yet ignoring it and hoping for another chance when she had blown so many was every bit as unappealing.
“Damn it all!” the shape shifter groaned, “What the hell is a mother to do in a situation as fucked up as this?”
Letting out an exasperated sigh, Mystique closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall while contemplating her next move. She was so caught up in deciding her next move that she didn’t hear the footsteps of an approaching figure.
“Hey Amara! I thought I heard your voice,” said Bobby Drake as he ran towards her.
“Bobby! What the hell are you...” Mystique began in an overly hostile.
It was exceedingly rare for the shape shifter to be caught off-guard. She couldn’t afford it in her line of work. She barely managed to stop herself from going into full-attack mode as Bobby approached her, fully naked and looking rather urgent.
“I mean...sorry, I’m just a little on edge,” she said, matching Amara’s appearance and demeanor.
“No need to apologize. Hell, I wouldn’t blame you if you threw a lava blast at a guy who snuck up on you,” he said with a casual grin, “After that message Emma sent out, I think we’re well within our right to be on edge.”
“Emma’s message...right,” said Mystique, trying to sound concerned.
“I know. It’s weird and a little intriguing, I admit,” he laughed, “She goes through that whole submissive role and now she’s getting back at us. I know we should have seen it coming, but knowing her she’s bound to do something overly kinky.”
“Yeah...no kidding,” she said, remembering some of the scenes she walked in on earlier.
“And in a ritual like this, that has me more worried than aroused. You don’t think she would go too far, do you? I mean, she went to all this trouble to earn our forgiveness. She wouldn’t risk it all this soon, would she?”
He sounded serious while trying not to sound too worried. It was one of the defining traits of Bobby Drake that Mystique had come to know well during her brief time with the team. He took situations seriously, but had a tendency to be somewhat immature about it. Yet somehow he found a way to make that immaturity so appealing. That was part of why Mystique was drawn to him and why he was the last person she cared to confront at this point.
She tried to maintain her poise, which wasn’t easy when looking at a naked man that she had recently slept with. It hadn’t been lost on her that Bobby Drake was the last man she had been intimate with during her time in the X-men. It was an unexpected twist to her little endeavor, but one she enjoyed more than she cared to admit. She had her share of lovers over the years. They included Destiny, Azazel, Sabretooth, Wolverine, and Forge. Iceman was her most recent sexual conquest and while every lover had left their mark, his was unique. He wasn’t overly tough, violent, or skilled. He was a man who tried to maintain some sense of innocence in a world that seemed intent on destroying it every step of the way. After her betrayal, she never expected to see him again outside of a fight. But being in his presence affected her more than she expected.
Bobby, in his ignorance, seemed concerned by her silence. He allowed himself to worry more as he offered her a reassuring gesture, which in her naked form only made the situation worse.
“Whoa, I’m sorry if I sounded overly paranoid or something. Believe me, that’s not my style,” he said while managing another smile, “I’m sure Emma won’t go too crazy on us. If she did, our brains would be melting by now.”
“Um...thanks,” said Mystique in Amara’s voice, trying to smile back.
“Wow, that just made it worse, didn’t it?” he said, now rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, “That wine you gave us makes it tough to think before you speak.”
“As if that ever stopped you before,” she teased.
“Point taken,” Bobby replied, “But if it makes you feel better, maybe we should go track Emma and some of the others down. I passed by Rogue and Kurt in the sun room. They don’t seem interested in making a big deal of this. Since you’re the one that organized this ritual, maybe you have a plan or something. And if you do, I can definitely help.”
He seemed more than willing to ease her concerns, once again wielding that boyish charm. Mystique knew it wasn’t meant for her. It was meant for Amara. Yet she still found herself taken by the situation before her. As she looked at Bobby and contemplated what was going on here with her kids, her dilemma took on a different context. And while standing in his presence, she formulated a plan. It was a plan that was obscene even by her standards, but given the situation it seemed appropriate.
“Actually...there is something you can do to help me, Bobby,” said Mystique, using Amara’s voice to make as sincere a tone as possible.
“Name it,” he said proudly, “The Iceman is at your service!”
The shape shifter grinned through her elaborate ruse and threw her arms around Bobby and crashed her lips against his in an unexpected outburst of passion. Mystique didn’t try to be deceptive either. She may have been in Amara’s form, but she was doing this on her terms.
“Fuck me, Bobby Drake,” she said in a deep, authoritative tone after momentarily breaking the kiss.
“Um...not to make light of a hot horny princess, but how does that solve the Emma issue?” said Bobby with an awkward grin.
“Don’t question it,” she said sternly, “Just get in bed with me and fuck me!”
She spoke in a town that sounded very unlike a princess or Amara for that matter. Even under the influence of the wine, Bobby was taken aback. Mystique made sure he didn’t overthink the situation by shoving her tongue into his mouth and clutching his arms in a way that the real Amara probably couldn’t match. Such aggressive kissing may have surprised Bobby, but it didn’t take long for him to return the gesture.
Showing more aggression, Mystique practically shoved Bobby through an open door into one of the dormitories and led him to the bed. Along the way she eagerly groped his naked flesh, raking her nails down his back and pressing her breasts against his chest. She was so aggressive in her gestures that Bobby could only hold onto her shoulders as she led him onto the queen-sized. Once on the bed, Mystique grabbed him by his shoulders and pinned him on his back. Now hovering over him in a domineering manner, she looked him in the eye while she caught her breath. In his eyes he saw the same look he had when they first had sex. Something about that look made her want to feel it again and she was going to seize it.
“Amara...I would ask what’s gotten into you, but I’m pretty sure the answer wouldn’t change where this is going,” he said, sounding as aroused as he was surprised.
“Good, then I won’t have to explain myself before I do this,” said the shape shifter.
With little teasing or tempting, Mystique slithered her way down his body and firmly grasped his dick. Her aggressive kissing and lustful gestures only managed to get him partially aroused. She needed him fully aroused if she was to get what she wanted from him. While gripping the base of his dick, she gave him a blowjob that was every bit as aggressive as her earlier kissing. She didn’t bother with subtlety or style. She just took his length into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down, helping his manhood grow to its maximum size and hardness. As she sucked him, she used her other hand to fondle the folds of her vagina to help build her arousal as well. She had already been struck by plenty of sexual imagery so it didn’t take much to get her pussy sufficiently moist.
This rather forceful approach to seduction and oral sex continued to surprise Bobby, but he enjoyed it too much to question it. Amara never struck him as the kind of girl who was into aggressive sex. Having already had sex with her during the initial ritual, he thought he knew her sexual proclivities pretty well. It turned out she an aggressive side. Given her undeniable beauty as a Brazilian blonde and her fiery personality so to speak, it made some sense. So he decided to enjoy it.
“Ohhh Amara! That’s...pretty rough. But I like it!” said Bobby as he watched her head rapidly bob along his dick.
He was still too immature to admit he liked it rough. That was fine with Mystique. She remembered how he was the last time they had sex. His face may tense with discomfort, but she could tell he enjoyed it. She didn’t let him enjoy it too much though. As soon as he was fully erect, she got back on top of him where she grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. Now laying under her in complete submission, she lined his dick up with her wet entrance and plunged down onto him. Upon feeling his hard length fill her pussy, she let out an almost desperate grunt. It had been a while since she felt this and it was every bit as good as she remembered.
“Yes! This is what I need!” she exclaimed.
“Hnn...damn, princess! You’re hotter than I remember!” said Bobby as he absorbed the tight heat around his dick.
“Don’t say anything! Just let me do this!”
Bobby fell silent as Mystique began riding him. She maintained her aggressive approach, holding onto his wrists as she vigorously rocked her hips back and forth. With every motion, his dick slithered within the tight folds of her pussy. Her naked skin glided against his upper body, creating a heated friction that further immersed herself in his flesh. The pace of their sex wasn’t as fast as it was forceful. Every time she plunged back onto Bobby’s dick, she did it with extra force to really drive him deep into her depths.
As she rode him, Bobby never diverted his gaze from her. Her eyes never diverted either. She maintained a determined, gritty expression. It was very different from the look he saw on her face when they first had sex during the initial ceremony. Something about it seemed familiar, yet he didn’t allow himself to think about it. She said she needed this and he wasn’t going to deny her.
The young X-man remained pinned and prone as Mystique fucked him. Despite the force of her movements, she wasn’t in a hurry to climax. She preferred to savor her sex in the same way she preferred to savor the vengeance exacted on an enemy. She did this by steadying her hips at times and lightly bouncing them up and down his dick to keep the sensations going. At times she stopped with his manhood fully inside her, allowing her to take a moment to absorb the feeling. Bobby even went along with it, adjusting his legs so that his feet were planted firmly on the bed. This allowed him supplement her movements, allowing him to hit the deepest recesses of her vagina. It filled her with intense shots of pleasure that evoked deeper grunts and more intense feelings.
After savoring these feelings as much as she could, Mystique eventually found herself close to an orgasm. She finally released her grip on Bobby’s wrists and leaned back, grasping her own butt as she began bouncing up and down his cock more fervently. Bobby reached up and grabbed her bouncing breasts with both hands. As she rode him, he gave them a few hard squeezes. This sent her even closer, causing her inner muscles to contract harder. They were so hard that the extra tightness pushed Bobby towards his climax without expecting it. He had been trying to hold out longer, but that didn’t seem possible anymore.
“Oh...ohhh shit! So tight! You...you’re gonna make me cum!” Bobby exclaimed.
“Just...just a little bit longer!” she urged him, “I’m so close! So close! Need it...so bad!”
Bobby did what he could, closing his eyes and focusing hard on maintaining giving her enough time. She didn’t need much. She once again slowed the movement of her hips, focusing more on force rather than fervor. She rose up a few times before slamming her hips down against his pelvis, driving his dick hard into her depths. This finally got her the feeling she craved. As the orgasm washed over her, Mystique threw her head back and let out a cry of euphoria.
But as she climaxed, her body suddenly shifted back to her blue skinned form. And since she was so overwhlemed by the pleasure, she couldn’t do anything about it. While this sort of thing didn’t happen often, it did occur when she was overwhelmed by certain feelings, such as a really good orgasm. It caused her shape shifting to revert back to her base form. Yet because Bobby closed his eyes, he didn’t notice it at first. He barely even noticed the change in consistency for her skin and a slight shift in the size and shape of her breasts. While Mystique savored or orgasm, he kept moving his hips to push himself towards his climax. When he finally felt it, he opened his eyes where he was greeted with a shocking sight and along with a blissful surge of sensation.
“Ohhhhh-whoa! Mystique?!” he exclaimed.
Seeing a naked Mystique instead of a naked Amara on top of him was very jarring. However, it wasn’t jarring enough to stop his climax. His face contorted awkwardly as he released a load of fluid into her depths, feeling various waves of pleasure in the process. By now Mystique had recovered from her orgasm and realized what had happened. So with Bobby still spraying his seeds into her depths, he grabbed his wrists again and pinned him back on the bed.
A moment of ecstasy quickly turned into a moment of tension. Usually, when her cover was blown, Mystique’s first inclination was to get aggressive. But this was a very unusual situation with a very unusual set of circumstances. She was going to have to improvise in a way that would be difficult, even for a shape-shifter.
“It’s good to see you too, Robert. You’re as lively as I remember...in a more ways than one,” she said as she hovered over him in a predatory manner.
“I could use up right now and freeze you on the spot!” Bobby grunted, “And since my dick is still inside you, I’m pretty sure you won’t like it!”
“You’re not going to do that,” said Mystique firmly.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t remember agreeing to this kind of role playing!”
“As if you didn’t enjoy it,” she said with a coy grin.
“You’ve made me regret enjoying everything I ever did with you! And you just gave me another reason!”
“Then at least allow me to explain myself!”
“And why would I do that?” he scoffed.
“Because you know better than most that I could’ve done way worse to a former lover. If I really wanted to torment you, do you really think I would have had sex with you like this? Given the position I’m in, don’t you think I would have made it much less pleasant?”
Bobby was still inclined to ice up and freeze Mystique while she still had him pinned. His dick was still inside her, throbbing from the orgasmic aftermath. He hadn’t forgotten the previous intimate moments that he had shared with this woman. When she briefly joined the X-men, he thought those moments meant something. Then when she betrayed them in a clash with the Marauders, any possible meaning was forgotten. He never contemplated that there might be a reason for her betrayal. Against his better judgment, he remained under her grasp as her gaze remained locked with his.
“I don’t care if you resent me. I don’t even care if our sexyal trysts have since lost meaning. Just know that my betrayal was never a personal vendetta. It was a necessity. When you’re dealing with Sinister, you don’t have the benefit of the doubt. You have to cross lines, hurt people, and be cruel even to those you care about. No one else on the X-men could have done it. That’s why I had to be the one to do it!”
“So then you showing up here is...” said Bobby, still sounding unconvinced.
“Walking in on an orgy was hardly part of my plan,” she retorted, “I was hoping to catch up with Kurt and Rogue privately. I was even hoping to catch up with you if there was time. But here I am, still hoping for a chance to reach them before it’s too late.”
“And you expect them to listen to you?”
“I never try to get my hopes up with those two,” said the shape shifter, “But for you...I’m hoping that our intimate history will give me at least some leeway. I came to trust you, Bobby Drake...both literally and figuratively. I know very few would ever dare trust me. But I need to be that man for me. Otherwise, my betrayal will be for nothing.”
Bobby studied Mystique’s penetrating gaze. This woman was deceptive by nature. Every promise she made seemed to get broken. She had been an enemy of the X-men for so long that he shouldn’t have hesitated to freeze her in a block of ice. But the memories of what they shared during her time with the team still resonated. From those memories, he was able to see through the deception. In her gaze he saw her do something that she didn’t usually do. She faltered.
Mystique was reluctant to release her grip on him. She didn’t expect him to understand. However, she knew Bobby Drake wasn’t going to make his decision on a whim. So after a few tense moments, she steadily rose up off of him. By now, his dick had softened and the intense feelings from their sex had passed. She remained on the defensive as she released her grip on him and moved back on the bed. Yet to her astonishment, he didn’t attack her.
“You’re as devious as you are deviant, Mystique. I would be crazy stupid if I trusted you enough to help you confront Kurt and Rogue, especially during a ritual like this,” said Bobby in a deep and serious tone.
“If you’re going to strike me, you’re only making it harder on yourself by waiting,” she said strongly.
“Lucky for you, I’m the champion of crazy stupid in the X-men. I have a bad habit of giving people the benefit of the doubt. I don’t see why I should break it now of all times.”
Mystique looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Then he smiled coyly. It only added to her astonishment. This young man may have been the most naive member of the X-men. Yet for once she needed it and it couldn’t have come at a more fitting moment.
“What are you saying? Does this mean what I think it means?” she questioned.
“I’ll answer your question with another question...do you think you can maintain Amara’s form long enough to utilize some of her royal influence?”
“And why would I want to do that?” said Mystique, now with heightened curiosity.
“Because if you want them to believe you, you’re going to have to make them a peace offering of sorts. And given the nature of this ritual, I think I know what would resonate with them.”
Now Bobby was the one with the devious grin. The shape shifter couldn’t help but be pleasantly surprised. This young man with which she had shared some intense intimacy was actually going to help her. Were she not already witness to this ritual of sex and decadence, she never would have believed it. However, it seemed oddly fitting that this would be how she reached her kids.
“Very well, Robert,” said Mystique as she shifted back into Amara, “What’s the plan?”
“First, we’ll need to have a little chat with some of the guards and off-duty priestesses that Amara mentioned,” he told her, “We’ll also need to borrow some of that special wine. It should definitely help in giving Kurt and Rogue all the incentive they need!”

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Temple Sun Room - Present Time
Things had become eerily quiet after Emma Frost’s announcement. Whatever plan she had hatched was most likely underway and was probably pretty decadent. However, not everyone got involved. For some reason, Emma didn’t lure some of her teammates into this plan of hers or send some of those guests she mentioned to confront them. It seemed somewhat suspicious, but in many ways Rogue and Kurt felt lucky. Being overlooked by Emma meant they had more time to conserve their strength for the rest of the ritual.
“Are we really gonna to just keep waiting like this?” wondered Rogue, who was doing a little nude sunbathing while eating a snack, “Ah’m starting to think we’re either ignoring some blatant warning signs or missing out on a hell of a show.”
“You sound both disappointed and relieved, mien sister,” said Kurt, who was finishing up a light meal as well.
“Can you fault a gal for being curious?” Rogue shrugged.
“Given Emma’s history, I vould be more vorried if you weren’t,” said Kurt jokingly, “But one zhing I’ve learned about Emma is zhe doesn’t make excuses and she never does anything halfway. Since she has gone out of her vay to earn our trust. I say ve should do zhe same.”
“Not that I’m an unforgiving mood after all this food and sex, but Ah still think it’s pretty odd,” Rogue retorted, “The others have conveniently disappeared or are otherwise occupied. And in our collective X-men experience, we all know that can be either really good or really bad.”
“So try and have faith in zhe good for once,” Kurt replied, “Zhat is vhy ve’re here in zhe first place, is not not? To remind ourselves zhat there is good in zhis world and zhat good should be enjoyed.”
Rogue shook his head and grinned. Sometimes Kurt was too forgiving, but he always found a way to justify it. She used to be the complete opposite, but a lot had changed over the years. In addition, being able to have so much sex after having not been able to touch for so long had clearly affected her. She had never been this content before. Perhaps her mood was clouding their judgment along with the wine. Yet so far they had not heard any cries for help or seen anything to indicate that Emma was doing something more devious than usual. That offered at least some assurance.
“Maybe Ah’m just used to things being too good to be true,” Rogue sighed, “Ah struggled with mah powers for so many years, yet here Ah am enjoying the hell out of all the touching Ah never got to do. And usually when any of the X-men have a chance to just relax and indulge, it ends up going horribly wrong at some point.”
“I zhink we’ll find out all zhe crazy details soon enough,” said Kurt, “But Ve haven’t gotten any distress calls from Amara, Jean, or Psylocke. So vhatever Emma has going on, I believe zhere is a good reason for why ve are not involved.”
“But still, you can’t tell me you ain’t the least bit curious as to what that reason may be,” Rogue retorted.
“I never said I vasn’t curious. But I’m sure we’ll learn zhose reasons vhen the time is right.”
Kurt was content to finish his snack while Rogue continued soaking up the tropical sun. He was quickly becoming less concerned about Emma’s plans and more concerned about why they weren’t involved. Emma may have been devious at times, but she always had a reason for her actions. Under these lurid circumstances, there were plenty of equally lurid possibilities.
As Kurt contemplated those possibilities, the door to the sun room opened and a very relaxed-looking Amara entered with Bobby by her side. They didn’t seem the least bit concerned about Emma’s announcement either and Amara had what looked to be another bottle of the ceremonial wine in hand.
“Ah, so we’re not the only ones Miss Frost seems to have overlooked after all. I was actually starting to worry,” she greeted with a casual smile.
“Heya Princess. Nice to see you in once piece as well,” greeted Rogue.
“Speak for yourself. You’re the one that sounds worried,” Bobby quipped with a wry grin.
“What can Ah say? Ah can only be so worried when Ah’m sunbathing naked while enjoying a light snack,” she retorted.
“Rogue’s capacity for worry aside, I am glad I found you two before Miss Frost. There’s something important we need to discuss,” said Amara in a more serious tone.
“Does it have to do vith Emma? Because I just finished convincing Rogue to give her zhe benefit of zhe doubt,” said Kurt.
“It actually has nothing to do with Emma’s ominous announcement, if you can believe that,” said Bobby, who looked unusually serious as well, “This issue is a bit more...personal. Well, personal for you two anyways.”
“Vhat do you mean?” asked Kurt with heightened curiosity, “Is something wrong?”
“Wrong enough that it may kill the sexy mood we’ve been enjoying all this time?” asked Rogue, who finally got up from her lounge chair.
“Not necessarily,” said Amara in a strangely ominous tone, “But before I tell you, it may be best if you get more comfortable. And in order to do this, I managed to bend some of the rules of this ritual.”
The Nova Roman princess turned to Bobby and nodded, who in turn opened the doors to the sun room again to allow a series of new figures to enter. There were six men and six women. They were each very attractive. The men were all tall, well-built, and well-hung. They appeared similar to the masked men of the Zodiac who had gangbanged Emma earlier, but their rugged complexion indicated they were from the royal guard. The women were nicely toned, voluptuous, and covered in a healthy bit of makeup. They were all completely naked and had that distinct dazed look in their eyes that indicated they had taken a healthy dose of the ceremonial wine. Having come to know this look well, Kurt and Rogue stood up and confronted Amara.
“Uh...what exactly is this, Amara?” asked Rogue in confusion.
“These six strapping young studs are members of the royal guard,” said Amara while playfully gesturing towards the men, “The Nova Roman elites often choose them to guard the temples during the fertility rituals and for their loyalty, they often get to participate. Their bulging muscle tone and large manhoods make them more than qualified.”
“You could probably say the same about the ladies,” grinned Bobby, who couldn’t help but admire their beauty, “Not only are they walking centerfolds, I’m told they have a certain skills that you won’t find in even the dirtiest magazines!”
“They’re not just skills, Bobby,” said Amara, rolling her eyes, “These women are actually the priestesses that usually lead ritual orgies. As you can see, they’re chosen for their beauty, their sexual talents, and their dedication to the gods.”
“Yes, zhey seem quite...dedicated,” said Kurt awkwardly as he noticed some of the women eying him strangely.
“It still doesn’t answer mah question,” said Rogue, trying hard not to admire the men, “What the hell is this?”
“Why...it’s a peace offering, of course,” said the Nova Roman princess in an uncharacteristically coy tone.
“A peace offering? For what?” asked Kurt.
“You two seem tense. Before I answer that, why don’t you take a moment to relax a bit?”
Amara signaled the six men and the six women, who couldn’t comply with her orders fast enough. The men struggled to keep their balance and had full blown erections while the women walked awkwardly and were all dripping with arousal. The men surrounded Rogue while the women surrounded Kurt, following the instructions they had been given earlier.
“Lay her out,” said one of the guards as he grabbed her by the hips, “She must be tempted first.”
“I’ll take her legs. You get her arms,” said another.
“Hey! What the hell are you...” began Rogue, ready to drain them all of their energy.
But before she could attack, one of the men grabbed her chin and crashed his lips against hers in a powerful kiss that effectively silenced her.
“Please...no questions,” said one of the other men, “We have been ordered to pleasure you. We cannot do that if you are difficult.”
Rogue’s apprehension soon melted away as the powerful men began groping her naked body. They demonstrated some of those skills Amara had mentioned, rubbing her breasts and fondling the hot flesh between her legs to stir her arousal. They weren’t rough or forceful. They seemed intent on pleasing her. With the wine still coursing through her system, Rogue couldn’t help but enjoy it. As they stirred her arousal, three of the men lifted her by her arms and legs and laid her down on the lounge chair she had been resting on earlier.
The women were just as effective with Kurt. They surrounded him and smothered him with their hands and lips with one of the women capturing his lips to silence any possible opposition. In their intoxicated state, they began pawing at his fuzzy body. They were as skilled as Bobby claimed, stirring in him the kind of reaction that made it difficult to resist. As they eagerly fondled his exotic form, they pulled him down to the floor so that he was in a sitting position near Rogue. They made sure they surrounded him on all sides, allowing them to fully smother him with their naked bodies.
“Mmf!” groaned Kurt as the priestess squeezed her breasts around his face.
“Ooh! His furry skin feels so good!” she purred.
“Such an exotic young man,” said another priestess who was feeling around his chest, “He looks like a creature from Hades, yet his flesh feels so warm and inviting!”
“And his tail...such an exquisite appendage,” said one of the priestesses, who was stroking it.
“That’s not the only part of him that is so exquisite,” grinned another, who was focused on his throbbing erection.
The women were not put off by his appearance in the slightest. If anything, they were aroused by it. They all eagerly pawed at his body, stroking his limbs with their hands while rubbing their breasts over his face and chest. It could have been the drugs or maybe Nova Roman priestesses were used to exotic sex. Whatever their reasons, their talented foreplay left Kurt at their lustful mercy and they seemed intent on exploiting it.
“Is...is zhis part of Emma’s plan?” said Kurt as he absorbed this onslaught of touching.
“If it is, Ah like it!” purred Rogue as she felt one of the men lightly finger her vagina.
“Oh it’s part of someone’s plan,” said Amara, “But not in the way you think.”
They both turned to Amara, whose eyes had since shifted into a familiar yellowish hue. Despite their wavy vision, they quickly surmised whose plan this was. They received full confirmation when Amara shifted into the familiar blue form of Mystique, who remained completely nude.
“Mother?!” gasped Kurt.
“Mama...you couldn’t shift yourself some clothes?” said Rogue with equal astonishment.
“Given all the decadent exploits you X-men have been up to, I would think seeing your mother naked is hardly the most shocking of sights,” she scoffed, showing little reservations about being nude in front of her children, “And if memory serves me right, this ritual prohibits clothing from its participants. I’m just following the rules.”
“Coming from you, it still sounds pretty ridiculous,” laughed Bobby.
“Shut up, Drake. You of all people know I’m willing to follow some rules and break others, depending on how much they work to my advantage!”
“Point taken,” he shrugged.
She almost sounded serious, but the devious grin on her face made it impossible to accept. It was equally impossible to lash out at her because the guards and priestesses kept a tight hold on them. By now the men were fondling Rogue’s pussy in a way that felt too good to stop and the women were stroking Kurt’s dick in a way that rendered him immobile. The additional influence of the wine ensured they were not in a position to attack their mother with their usual resolve. What made it all the more serious was that Bobby seemed to be helping her.
“So you’re one of zhose guests zhat Emma mentioned,” groaned Kurt as the women intensified their touching to keep him restrained.
“And Bobby...you helped her?!” exclaimed Rogue before being stifled by another kiss.
“It’s not for the reasons you think! I swear!” he said innocently, “This was all her idea and believe it or not, I trust those reasons and not just because we’ve had sex before!”
“Although I’m sure that influenced your decision,” said Mystique dryly, “But you’re wrong about one thing. I’m not part of this so-called plan you speak of. I know I’m not welcome with the X-men. But I never got a chance to explain myself and I’ve spent the past few days trying to confront you two. You can’t imagine my surprise when I found out you decided to take a vacation that involved indulging in drinking, eating, and lots and lots of sex. Were I not already a severely jaded woman, I might actually have a newfound respect for you X-men.”
“Ungh...respect indeed,” said Kurt as he was silenced by more breasts in his face.
“I won’t make excuses, nor would I expect you to accept them,” she went on, “Part of why I’m so jaded is because I’ve had to make so many painful decisions. But every decision I’ve made has always had your best interests in mind. That includes my decision to betray the X-men for the Marauders. Believe me when I say I never would have done so if I weren’t certain there was another way. But I had to do it. I had to betray the X-men so that I could earn Sinister’s trust.”
“Sinister?! He’s...alive?!” gasped Rogue, only to be silenced by another kiss from one of the guards.
“As if that bastard could ever stay dead,” she muttered, “What he’s planning...the X-men weren’t in a position to stop him. Someone had to cross a few lines and break a few hearts to be in that position. It’s only a matter of time before he makes his move. Before that happened, I wanted to let you know why I did what I did.”
Despite being surrounded and smothered by a sea of hands and naked flesh, Kurt and Rogue could detect an unmistakable sincerity in Mystique’s tone. It was a rare sentiment for a shape-shifter with a history of breaking their hearts. However, this woman was a significant part of their lives. They also knew that she never did anything without having a very good reason. Even if it meant hurting them, there was always a greater purpose. She may have been misguided, but her dedication to them was always apparent.
At this point, Kurt and Rogue stopped struggling against the guards and the priestesses. They settled into their through foreplay, allowing them to grope them more freely. While it was a strange sight to see her kids embrace such decadence, it certainly made the circumstances a bit more pleasant.
“I never expected this to be an easy conversation,” Mystique went on, “Lucky for me, I stumbled across Mr. Drake here and he offered a few creative suggestions.”
“I said a peace offering would help convince you of her sincerity. I figure for a ritual like this, a few romps with Nova Roma’s best studs would help get the point across,” said Bobby with a casual shrug.
“Hnn...you got a dirty mind, Iceman,” said Rogue, purring as two of the man gave her breasts a hard squeeze.
“It can’t be too dirty if it’s working,” he retorted, “We gave them all a double dose of the wine. They’re probably too drunk to notice they’re following the orders of a shape shifter.”
“So with that in mind, accept this little token from me to you,” said Mystique, “Even if it doesn’t earn me your trust, I want you to enjoy it. I’ve always found that basic pleasures go a long ways towards soothing complex emotions.”
Mystique had always had a twisted approach towards solving problems, but this was extreme on an entirely new level. However, compared to her past behavior, it was much more palpable. As she and Bobby watched on, the guards and priestesses continued groping their bodies. So much touching left them quite aroused. The men all had full erections while the women had streaks of fluid dripping down their inner thighs. Kurt and Rogue soon shared their arousal and began to embrace this gesture.
“Ohhh! They’re makin’ meh...so hot!” gasped Rogue.
“Mother...are you sure about zhis?” said Kurt, who managed to pull his face away from a priestesses breasts.
“I know it’s not typical for a mother to provide her children with sex, let alone watch them enjoy it. Then again, when have I ever been a typical mother?” she said coyly.
Mystique had made her point clear. Kurt and Rogue were done arguing it. At this point, there was no further need to rationalize why Mystique was doing this. It was happening regardless of their capacity to forgive her and they weren’t going to oppose it any further. With this in mind they began to eagerly embrace her gift. The men had been hungry to taste more of this woman’s naked flesh and the women were just as intent on feeling more of Kurt’s exotic body so they eagerly accommodated them.
It started when two guards, one on each side of Rogue, each grabbed one of her breasts and startled suckling her nipples. As they did this, two other guards on each side of her pulled her legs apart so two more could get between them and start licking around her pussy. They were very thorough, slithering their tongues around the outer folds of her labia while lightly trailing up her moist slit. Rogue let out more pleasured moans as her body shifted and contorted to this onslaught of stimulation, thus adding to her arousal.
The priestesses also coordinated around Kurt, keeping him in an upright sitting position so they could better surround them. Two were on each side of his hips, taking turns licking and sucking his cock. Two more were working on his tail in a similar manner, licking and stroking around the spaded tip. They even rubbed it against their pussies, which they found uniquely stimulating. The other two kept Kurt silenced by smothering him with kisses while repeatedly shoving their breasts in his face. Kurt began exploring the naked women with his hands and lips, allowing his fuzzy skin to rake across their womanly flesh. They each purred and moaned with him, enjoying the feeling while becoming more aroused.
“Ooh! Your fur feels so good on my breasts!” purred one of the women.
“Your tail feels even better on my clitoris!” said the woman fondling his tail.
“I take back what I said earlier! You’re not a creature from Hades! You’re a gift from Aphrodite herself!”
They were both really getting into it, becoming very aroused and hungry for more. It was a side to them that Mystique had never seen before. She didn’t doubt that her children had a decadent side, but she never expected it to be this strong. It was somewhat refreshing to see that they embraced this more deviant aspect of themselves. They clearly wanted it and as a mother seeking penance she was going to give it to them.
“I can tell how much you want it,” she said to them, “In the past I may have been sadistic enough to deny you, but not today...not after what I’ve done.”
Mystique shifted into Amara’s form again. The guards and priestesses barely noticed. They were too caught up in their foreplay and too intoxicated to question anything at this point.
“Go ahead and give them what they want,” Mystique told the guards in Amara’s voice, “Have coitus with them utilizing all your abilities.”
“It will be done, Princess Amara!” they all said in slurred tones.
The guards and the priestesses repositioned themselves around Kurt and Rogue once more. And in a coordinated effort, they began to gangbang the two dazed X-men.
It started off with one of the guards who had been eating Rogue out. After giving her one last lick, he positioned himself between her legs and eagerly thrusting his dick into her vagina. Rogue let out a sharp moan as her inner muscles stretched to accommodate the hard penetration. In addition, another guard stood up over her and thrust his dick between her breasts and began to tit fuck her. The two men beside her both pushed her breasts together to make for a tighter squeeze. As they both fucked her, the other guard that had been eating Rogue out held her legs apart while roughly fondling her clit. The last guard pulled her back a bit so that her head was hanging over the chair, allowing to shove his dick into her mouth where she instinctively began sucking him off. It made for rather chaotic yet still intoxicating rush of sensations or which she had no control over.
The priestesses around Kurt demonstrated equally effective coordination, adjusting him so that he was now leaning back on his arms. From here, one of the priestesses got on top of him in a squatting position and plunged down onto his dick. As soon as his length filled her tight folds, she began aggressively gyrating her hips in a very skilled manner that filled Kurt with a surge of hot sensations. As he absorbed these new feelings, another priestess silenced him by standing up and straddling him so that her pussy was right into his face. In his blissful daze his only inclination was to taste the moist folds, savoring the hot taste of feminine fluids. The two other priestesses continued pawing at his fuzzy chest, rubbing their hands and breasts over him while the priestesses who had be fondling his tail started rubbing the spaded tip around their inner thighs.
The collective coordination between the guards and priestesses both filled the sun room with moans of ecstasy and ensured that Kurt and Rogue didn’t dare question this bizarre gesture from their mother. They were as skilled as they were thorough, putting extra effort into their sex to help maximize Kurt and Rogue’s pleasure. The guards fucked and fondled Rogue hard while the priestesses vigorously used Kurt’s exotic form to established a heated sexual rhythm. All the while Mystique and Bobby kept watching, admiring the sight of them accepting this odd yet intoxicating peace gesture.
“Ooh this man! This creature! He feels so good!” cried the priestess riding his dick.
“This woman...so hot! Her womanhood is truly divine!” moaned the guard that was having sex with Rogue.
“Don’t you dare hold back!” ordered Mystique, still in Amara’s form, “Give them pleasure worthy of the gods!”
Her order resonated strongly with the guards and priestesses. Fueled by lust and intoxication, they stepped up their efforts with Kurt and Rogue. By the order of the princess, their pleasure was a priority. So utilizing their skills and stamina, they fucked Kurt and Rogue towards the first of many orgasms.
Kurt was the first to experience it. The priestess riding him, now on the balls of her feet bouncing up and down his length, skillfully contracted her vaginal muscles to make for a tighter feeling around his penis. This along with two other priestesses pawing his chest and another one lightly nibbling on his ear was too much for him to handle. Under this intense onslaught of feeling, Kurt closed his eyes and threw his head back.
“Mein Gott! I...I’m cumming!” he exclaimed.
“Yes! Fill me with your seed!” the priestess riding him exclaimed.
The women paused for a moment so Kurt could enjoy this feeling. His manhood throbbed as he released a thick stream of fluid into the priestess’s vagina. She affectionately purred at the hot feeling, even though she didn’t climax. His arms nearly buckled under the overhwelming waves of pleasure that followed. The priestess that had been nibbling on his ear caught him and held him up in her naked embrace. Yet even as he was immersed in this feeling, the priestess that had been riding him rose up off his dick and tenderly grasped his still sensitive member in her hands. The other two priestesses that had been groping his chest joined in.
“Ooh I want to taste it next!” said one of the priestesses.
“Be careful, my sisters,” said another, “Taste what you can. But be sure he is ready for more as we have yet to to grant him all the pleasure he deserves!”
“You do that while we continue to enjoy this tail of his!” said one of the priestesses that had been rubbing the spaded tip around her vagina, “It’s already making me cum!”
“Then don’t hog it! Let me try it!” said the priestess that had been riding Kurt.
Three priestesses were now licking and sucking his still throbbing cock while the rest fought for control over his tail. Kurt continued moaning in contentment, amazed by the skill of these women as they worked to rouse his member for another round. He also flexed his tail along with the sensations. This slithering action actually brought one of the priestesses to orgasm. She practically squeezed it as she let out a euphoric moan. And before the sensation could fully pass, the priestess that had been riding Kurt grabbed the tip of the tail and used it to stimulate her pussy to her own orgasm.
While Kurt was enjoying his first climax, the guards helped Rogue get hers. One guard kept skillfully working his dick within her pussy while holding her legs apart. Another carefully stimulated her swollen clit, helping to get her closer. Her blissful moans were largely silenced by the guard who was face fucking her, shoving his erect manhood in and out of her mouth. He pulled out a few times to give her a moment to breathe. It allowed her to gather her breath in anticipation for the ecstasy.
“Ohhh! Oh Ah’m close! Ah’m gonna...mmf!” she exclaimed before the guard shoved his dick back into her mouth.
“Yes, my lady! Enjoy it! Savor it!” grunted the guard.
“I feel her getting tighter!” exclaimed the guard fucking her, “By the gods, it’s so hot!”
The guards slowed down, steadying their motions as Rogue arched her lower back and let out a muffled cry of delight. They could feel her naked flesh contorting to the pulsing sensations of her sexual release. Her eyes alone hinted at the overwhelming pleasure she was experiencing. It was truly divine and her equally divine figure allowed them to experience some of it as well.
The extra throbbing of her inner muscles allowed the guard that had been fucking her to get his climax shortly after hers had passed. He held onto her legs and let out a deep grunt as he released his load into her tight womanly depths. The feeling of his fluid lining her insides only made Rogue want more. She found herself sucking harder on the guard who she had been giving oral sex. This got him to climax as well. He grabbed her by her hair and grunted as he released his load. Most of it ended up in the back of her throat, but some of it spilled out onto her face. She had been gasping so hard that she was short of breath. But just as she had gathered herself, the guard that had been tit fucking her climaxed. He squeezed her breasts together and moaned as he shot a thick stream of fluid that covered her face and chest. It made for quite a sight. Rogue looked overwhelmed by all this sex and sensation. The guards gave her a moment to gather herself, but never lost focus. They still had every intention of pleasuring her in all the ways she deserved.
“Dang...that was...Ah’m gonna need a minute,” said Rogue breathlessly.
“Try and relax, my dear,” said one of the guards as he helped wipe some of the cum from her face, “Our job is to please you. Not overwhelm you.”
“We’ve still much pleasure to give so brace yourself!” said another, “The gods have blessed you with beauty and resilience. And we intend to help you enjoy that blessing to its fullest!
The guards and the priestesses continued their lustful onslaught. They slowed things down a bit so that Rogue and Kurt could keep up and continue to enjoy themselves. The intoxicating feelings and sensations were so strong that it was hard to remain apprehensive about Mystique. She was going to great lengths to make up for betrayal and this novel gesture of hers was certainly helping her case.
As Kurt and Rogue continued to enjoy themselves, Mystique watched on every step of the way. Seeing her son and adopted daughter enjoy themselves like this was quite a spectacle. She had no idea her children had such a strong sexual appetite. It had been a long time since she had seen her children enjoy themselves so much, especially from something she had planned for them. It was hard to tell if this was earning their trust, but it was still refreshing to see that she could make her kids happy on some levels.
“You sure this isn’t awkward for you? Watching your son and daughter get gangbanged?” asked Bobby, who had been enjoying the show as well.
“Why would it be awkward? Shouldn’t a mother want her kids to be happy?” she shrugged.
“I only ask because unless the wine is really getting to me, you’re getting aroused by this.”
“Speak for yourself,” she quipped, glancing down at the bulging erection that had formed from watching this lurid display.
“I have an excuse. I’m a healthy young man with aphrodisiacs coursing through his system. You’re their mother/adopted mother. So why are you licking your lips like you’re about to join in?”
Bobby glanced over at the shape shifter, noting how she was rubbing her thighs together and lightly fondling her breasts. There was an unmistakable wetness building between her inner thighs, indicating that she was actually getting aroused by watching her kids get gangbanged.
“You almost sound shocked,” Mystique scoffed coyly.
“Maybe I shouldn’t be, but isn’t it typical for parents to be sickened by the idea of their kids having sex?” said Bobby.
“Well I’m not a typical parent or a typical woman for that matter. When you’ve lived a life as a shape shifter, certain natural instincts are rendered meaningless.”
“So then what instincts do apply?”
“Whichever ones I damn well please!” she replied with a devious grin.
Bobby could tell what she was thinking, but it took him a moment to actually believe she would go through with it. However, she made it clear that she was going to do it. She was going to participate in the gangbang of her kids.
At this point, the guards had adjusted Rogue so that she was in a more comfortable position. The guards had lifted her up off the lounge chair briefly so that one of them could get under her. Once she laid back on top of him, another guards got behind her and positioned himself over her hips. Then with careful coordination, the guard under her inserted his dick into her vagina while the guard over her slid his dick into her ass. Rogue tensed a bit at first under the feeling of double penetration, but the two guards were skilled in how they steadily rocked her body along their manhoods. As more pleasure surged through her, another guards got in front of her so she could give him a blowjob. She had been enjoying this position and so had the guards. As her body rocked back and forth, the dicks of the two guards slithering inside her pussy and ass, she managed to suck the guard off to the point where he climaxed again. But as soon as he finished spraying his fluid on her face, Mystique shoved the dazed guard out of the way and stood before her adopted daughter.
“Hnn...mama?” she said in a daze.
“Oh come now, Rogue. You didn’t think I would let them do all the work, did you?” Mystique said with a playful grin.
Flexing her parental authority, Mystique rubbed her breasts into Rogue’s face. She then eagerly shoved one of her nipples into her mouth. Rogue instinctively sucked on them, which the shape shifter found quite stimulating. She let out hungry grunts of approval as hot sensations coursed through her. It strange yet oddly appropriate way for a mother to derive pleasure.
Rogue was just as stunned as Bobby at the idea of her mother participating in these lurid sex acts, but in her daze she went with it. While she was enjoying the unique sensations, Mystique turned back towards Bobby who had since given up trying to make sense of it.
“Robert, while I’m tending to my daughter, be a gentlemen and make sure the women continue to accommodate my son,” she told him.
“Uh...how am I supposed to do that?” he asked awkwardly.
“You’re a healthy young man with aphrodisiacs coursing through his system. I trust you’ll figure something out.”
Bobby didn’t need any additional incentive. He wasn’t planning on helping Mystique more than he already had, but she just had to go the extra distance. And since he had gotten so aroused from watching, he might as well enjoy it.
He made his way over to where the priestesses had been going at it with Kurt. After his first climax, three priestesses licked and sucked his manhood in a coordinated effort that got him erect again in short order. Once he was ready, another priestess squatted over his waist while facing away from him and lowered herself onto his dick. She was now eagerly bouncing her hips up and down, her pussy sliding along his rigid length. Kurt continued leaning back against one of the other priestesses, who affectionately kissed his furry face as he let out moans of contentment. However, his tail continued getting a lot of attention with three of the priestesses taking turns rubbing it around their inner thighs. It got all three of them to climax at least once by now, but Bobby sensed it had become a distraction.
“Excuse me ladies, but I think you’re giving a bit too much attention to his tail,” he told them.
“Oh, but it’s so incredible!” complained a priestess that had just climaxed with it.
“Fair enough, but you’re supposed to be pleasing this guy. Not fooling around with his tail,” Bobby pointed out, “There are other parts of his body that need attention, you know?”
He may not have been princess Amara, but he did have a point. They had been tasked with pleasuring this man and not themselves. Despite their intoxicated state, they heeded his advice and refocused their efforts.
“You’re right,” a priestess sighed, “We still have a duty to perform!”
“Ooh, if only we could better share in the pleasure!” complained another.
“I think I might be able to help with that,” said Bobby mischievously.
The priestesses repositioned themselves around Kurt while Bobby did the same. One of them rose up to her feet and stood over Kurt so that her pussy was right over his face. Still lost in his lustful daze, Kurt eagerly tasted it and savored the hot fluids that his tail had helped secret. The two other priestesses got beside him, grabbed one of his hands, and directed it towards their breasts. Kurt eagerly started feeling around their naked flesh, enjoying the warm touch of their soft orbs. The priestesses each enjoyed his touch, but Bobby could tell they wanted more.
After determining the priestess on Kurt’s right was the most aroused, he positioned himself behind her and began having sex with her. The priestess was startled at first, but didn’t seem to mind and began rocking her body along with his while maintaining her focus on Kurt.
“Ooh yes! Praise Aphrodite! Praise the gods!” the priestess exclaimed.
“Mmm...praising feels so good!” grinned Bobby as he fucked the attractive woman with more vigor.
The decadent sounds of sex and ecstasy became more chaotic as Mystique’s peace offering to Kurt and Rogue devolved into a sweaty heap of debauchery. The guards continued to fuck Rogue, too intoxicated to care that Mystique was no longer in Amara’s form. The priestesses continued to fuck Kurt, pampering him with their various sexual talents. Bobby and Mystique found ways to enjoy themselves along the way, but the focused remained on Kurt and Rogue.
The two guards that were double penetrating Rogue kept rocking her body until she had another orgasm. As she climaxed, she roughly bit down on Mystique’s nipple, which caused her to climax as well. They exchanged dazed glances as they shared in the feeling, but Mystique made sure the feeling continued. She mimicked Amara’s voice again and ordered the guards to continue. The two guards kept going, thrusting into her pussy and ass until they each climaxed. After they finished, they pulled out and adjusted Rogue so that she was on her side. With fluids still dripping from both her holes, another guard came in and re-entered her while grasping onto her thigh.
As he began fucking her again, Mystique used Amara’s voice to order another guard to fuck her from behind as well. Soon, both their naked bodies were rocking to the intense rhythm. As they indulged in this feeling, they fondled each others’ breasts. If there was any awkwardness between Rogue and her adopted mother, it was overshadowed by the pleasure.
While Mystique shared this feeling with her daughter, Bobby made sure each priestess got a chance to fuck Kurt. The priestess that had been riding him in a reverse cowgirl position kept at it until she had an orgasm. As she climaxed, the other priestesses allowed Kurt to reach around and squeeze her breasts. Then another priestess took her spot and fucked him in the same position until he climaxed again. Shortly after, Bobby climaxed with the priestess he had been fucking.
After a brief moment of enjoying the feeling, he ordered one of the priestesses to tit-fuck Kurt until he was hard again while two of the other priestesses to lay down on so that one was on her back and the other was on top of her. Once Kurt was hard again, the priestess released her grip on him so that he could position herself behind the two women. Following his lustful whims, he proceeded to fuck the two women women while Bobby had two of the other priestesses tit-fuck him.
“Yes! You...you see, my children?” panted Mystique as the guard fucking her climaxed inside her pussy, “This is how far I’m willing to go for you! This is what I can offer you if only you give me a chance!”
Rogue and Kurt were still dazed from so many intense sensations, but their mother’s words still resonated. For once, she had gone out of her way to gain their trust and it was actually an enjoyable experience. As they shared in this indulgence, the sting of her betrayal became less and less painful.
The guards and priestesses continued to have their way with Kurt and Rogue in a variety of positions. They slowed down the pace of their sex, allowing them to better enjoy the feeling. The priestesses alternated between allowing Kurt to get on top of them and fuck them in a missionary style position and getting on top of him and riding him to another climax. For Rogue, the guards followed kept following Mystique’s orders. They allowed Rogue to remain on her side or on her knees while the guards took turns fucking her from behind. They alternated between doing her pussy and ass, leading her to a number of orgasms.
Mystique and Bobby kept sharing in the excess lust, but made sure the guards and priestesses saved most of their energy for Kurt and Rogue. Bobby got to take a priestess who had used Kurt’s tail to get herself around again, laying her down and having sex with her until they both climaxed. Mystique pinned a guard to the floor at one point and rode him to another climax of her own while she and Rogue continued fondling each other. They kept pinching each others’ nipples, which they each found stimulating and helped bring them to more orgasms.
Eventually, each guard and each priestess had their turn with Kurt and Rogue. Every guard had climaxed at least once with Rogue while every priestess had climaxed at least once with Kurt. Along the way, they adjusted positions. Rogue remained on her back for the most part while the priestesses made sure they did most of the body movements with Kurt. When a guard or priestess was recovering or waiting, Mystique and Bobby pulled them aside to have sex with them. After so many orgasms and so much exertion, they were left pretty exhausted. Some of the guards and priestesses eventually slipped to the wayside to rest. Some even passed out. However, Mystique was intent on making sure that this experience was maximized for her kids.
Long after they lost track of time, the last guard was finishing up with Rogue while the last priestess was working Kurt up to one last climax. The guard had Rogue on her back again, her legs hitched over his shoulders as he desperately thrust his hips and drove his cock into her womanhood. The priestess had Kurt pinned on his back while steadily gyrating her hips, her body now dripping with sweat as she worked her pussy along his length. The priestess was able to maintain a steady pace while holding Kurt’s hands over her breasts. But the guard couldn’t keep going with Rogue.
“So hot...can’t hold back...much longer!” grunted the exhausted guard.
“You must! I demand you give her one more oragasm!” Mystique ordered in Amara’s voice.
“My princess...I don’t think I can-ungh!”
It was no use. The guard roughly squeezed Rogue’s ankles as he bent over slightly and had one final climax inside her. He was so tired at this point that his body went limp. Rogue struggled to hold him up at first, who was pretty exhausted herself at this point. But Mystique wouldn’t have it. She had been massaging Rogue’s breasts while pleasing herself on the side. Now she needed to take a more active role.
“Figures...a mother’s work is never done,” she sighed.
“Hnn...mama, Ah think Ah’ve need a break too,” said a breathless Rogue.
“Oh come now, what’s one more orgasm between family?” quipped the shape shifter.
Mystique pushed the guard off Rogue and shoved him towards the corner where the other exhausted guards and priests were lying in an exhausted naked heap. She then got on top of Rogue so that their breasts were perfectly mashed together with her thigh between her legs, which was still dripping with a mix of sexual fluids. For a moment they just looked each other in the eye, as if to gather themselves for this moment.
“I want this for you, Rogue. Both you and Kurt...I want you to feel good for once about something I do for you,” Mystique told her.
“This feels like overcompensating,” said Rogue with a humored grin.
“And why shouldn’t it be?”
As the two women prepared themselves, Mystique looked back towards Bobby. He had since run out of priestesses to fuck and he was just watching Kurt have his way with the last one. Yet he was still hungry for more, stroking his dick as he watched his friend have sex with this beautiful Nova Roman woman. It seemed like a waste to just have him watch.
“Robert, would you care to help me with this little family moment?” she asked him, “I think I need to overcompensate just a little bit more.”
“I’m not even going to ask if it’s too weird this time,” he said as he got up, “Kurt, this won’t kill the mood for you, will it?”
“Mmm...go ahead, mien friend,” said Kurt in a daze as he continued guiding the priestess along the length of his dick.
He seemed to immersed in the priestess to make a big deal about someone else having sex with his mother. He was now grasping onto her hips and thrusting upwards, rapidly driving his dick into her vagina in pursuit of one final peak. Leaving Kurt to finish, Bobby made his way over to Rogue and Mystique and positioned himself behind them.
“So...how can I help?” he asked playfully while playfully rubbing Mystique’s ass.
“Just pick a hole and fuck it!” said Mystique in an overly candid tone, “I’ll even make it interesting for you!”
Her mischievous grin never waned as she shifted into Rogue’s form, surprising both Rogue and Bobby. Whereas Bobby was surprised in a way that made him more aroused, Rogue was a bit more hesitant. Seeing herself and feeling her own body rub against her was a strange feeling, even by the extreme standards of this ritual.
“This has finally gotten too weird,” said Rogue with a half-grin.
“Really? After everything you just did, this is too much?” Mystique replied.
“Ah didn’t say it was weird in a bad way,” she quipped, “Ah know mah own body pretty dang well. So that should make this easier!”
Now it was Rogue’s turn to surprise Mystique as she hungrily kissed down her neck and nibbled along her earlobe, which she always enjoyed when she was with Remy. It definitely got a reaction out of Mystique, who eagerly went along with it by rubbing her breasts against hers more fervently. Once they got into it, Bobby joined them. He started by thrusting his dick into Rogue’s pussy while holding onto Mystique’s butt for leverage. As he guided his manhood within her hot folds, the two women continued grinding their naked bodies against one another. In the process, their swollen clits rubbed together as well. This added to the sensations and despite their growing fatigue, they maintained a strong rhythm in pursuit of one last orgasm.
Together, they all made one last desperate push. Given all the sex they had to this point, it took a bit more effort to reach their final peak. But whether it was the wine or the sheer impact of Mystique’s elaborate gesture, they were able to enjoy one last round of ecstasy.
Kurt got his first with the priestess. The women had already had multiple orgasms so she merely held onto his sides and hovered over him, holding on tightly while he pounded up into her folds. Kurt’s expression contorted with strain as he tightened his grip on her hips, delivering a series of rapid upwards thrusts before finally steadying his pelvis.
“I...I’m close!” he grunted breathlessly, “One more! Just a little bit...ohhhh!”
“Go on. Enjoy it!” said the priestess as she affectionately caressed his fuzzy face, “A man such as you deserves such gifts from the gods.”
The German mutant muttered a few slurred words in German as he felt one last surge of pleasure. At this point he didn’t have much fluid left to release, but the feeling was still intense. It left both him and the priestess breathless and in need of rest. The priestess rose up off him and helped him up onto one of the lounge chairs so that he could recover comfortable. Since she was pretty tired herself, she made her way back over to the other guards and priestesses where she could get some much needed rest as well.
While Kurt was catching his breath, Rogue reached her final peak as well. The combined stimulation of Mystique grinding her naked body against hers while Bobby worked his member in her vagina was overwhelming. As her body began to tense with the orgasmic sensations, Mystique reached down and roughly rubbed her finger over her clit to help draw it out.
“Mama! Ah-Ah’m cumming! Ooh Ah feel it!” Rogue cried out.
“Yes...that’s it, dear daughter. Let it all out!” said Mystique intently.
The shape shifter watched as her adopted daughter closed her eyes and moaned in euphoria. It was a unique yet amazing sight, seeing Rogue in so much pleasure. It was a far cry from all the times she hurt her. She found herself embracing her daughter closer to fully absorb the moment. It may have been a rather strange way for a mother to bond with her adopted daughter, but that didn’t make it any less meaningful or enjoyable.
“I think you’ve done your part, Mystique,” said Bobby, noting the way she embraced Rogue, “I think you’ve earned a little something extra as well!”
Still very much aroused, Bobby pulled out of Rogue and inserted his dick into Mystique’s ass. The fresh penetration caused her body to shift, but she remained focused on Rogue. Bobby sensed the shape shifter had been close to climaxing and in his experience with her, anal was the best way to get her to her peak quickly. Since he was pretty close as well, he leaned over a bit and rapidly worked his hips against her butt. It didn’t take long for Mystique to get her orgasm. Rogue even helped a bit, giving her breasts a nice squeeze along the way. As she climaxed, her inner muscles contracted hard and helped Bobby get his final climax as well. It brought a fitting end to this unorthodox peace offering.
A heavy silence fell over the sun room as everything they had just experienced sunk in. Only the heavy gasps echoed through the hot air, which was now thick with the musk of sweat and sex. Kurt and Rogue remained on the lounge chairs, still in a daze as they caught their breath. Bobby and Mystique rose up and stretched a bit, looking not quite as winded yet still every bit as content. They had shared a great many blissful sensations. Now they had to
“I uh...better help the guards and priestesses. As soon as the wine and the afterglow wears off, they’re going to figure out that you’re not Amara and they were tricked,” said Bobby, trying to sound pragmatic rather than awkward.
“You do that,” said Mystique casually, “I need to have a brief word with my kids while they’re still content.”
Bobby smiled and left the shape shifter to her family business as he went to work with the guards and priestesses. He quickly led them out of the sun room. They were still dazed from all the sex and intoxicated by the wine. They were still coherent enough to make their leave. Bobby led them out so they could get cleaned up, leaving Mystique alone with Kurt and Rogue.
She remained silent at first, waiting for the two of them to emerge from their sexual daze. They looked so satisfied and relaxed. However, they weren’t too dazed to forget their long history of betrayal and mistrust. Mystique didn’t plan on avoiding that, but given recent developments she was prepared to accept their judgment.
“I know you’re both enjoying yourselves and I have no intention of hindering that, but I need make one final point before I leave you to your orgy,” she told them.
“You’ve got a hell of a way of makin’ a point, Mama,” said Rogue with a content sigh, “For better or for worse, it ain’t something we forget.”
“Even if zhis is one of those rare ‘better’ moments,” added Kurt.
“I suppose I’m overdue to give you some fonder memories of our encounters. But I’m not foolish enough to think that all the decadent sex in the world will make you forget the mistakes I made. But don’t expect me to apologize for those mistakes either. I mean it when I say that everything I do is what I feel is in your best interests as your mother.”
“And vhat you just did for us is in our interests?” said Kurt in a humored tone.
“You may not understand it. You may not even care to understand it,” Mystique retorted, “But as bitter and misguided I may be, I still care for my children. As much as I’m sure you enjoyed yourself, I hope you’ll remember more than just the orgasms. This is what I’m willing to do for you. And that cuts both ways. As much as I’m willing to let you indulge in hedonistic pleasure, I’m also willing to betray you and the X-men if I feel it serves you in the long run.”
“So...you still want us to forgive you for what you did with the Marauders?” Rogue asked her.
“What I want is irrelevant. I just want you to understand why I do what I do. I know it doesn’t make me the best mother. But it doesn’t make me care for my family any less. That’s all I wanted to demonstrate with this little offering...for the most part.”
Kurt and Rogue exchanged glances before looking up at their estranged mother with their dazed eyes. It was always hard to tell if Mystique was being sincere. She was deceptive by nature. However, they were her kids. They could see in her the subtleties that she didn’t show to anyone else. Yet they never doubted one thing about her many questionable deeds. She truly believed that she was doing what was best for her kids. Even if she was misguided, she clearly loved them and that was not something they could discount.
“You make it very hard for us to trust you, mother,” said Kurt in a deeper tone, “No matter how far you go to prove yourself to us, I don’t know if ve can ever have as much faith in you as you want.”
“I’m not asking for faith, son,” Mystique replied, now hugging her shoulders somewhat.
“But you are asking for our understanding and zhat is something ve can give you,” he said with a smile, “You may make it hard for us at times, but you’ve done more zhan enough to convince us zhat you do care about us. And I’m not just talking about his latest gesture of yours.”
“Although it sure helps,” said Rogue in a humored tone, “Now you say you had to betray us. You can’t expect us to accept everything you claim at face value.”
“For me, I suppose that’s not possible,” Mystique sighed.
“But you can always expect us to give you a chance, mama. Ah think you’ve earned that,” Rogue went on, “So if that’s what you hoped to accomplish by sneaking in on us in the middle of an orgy...consider it a success!”
Mystique finally allowed herself to smile. The understanding gazes of her kids were almost as overwhelming as any sex act. She never thought she would have to go to such extreme lengths for her kids, but in the end she managed to get through to them. That made all the strain, lurid or otherwise, worth it.
Having accomplished what she hoped to accomplish, Mystique had no further reason for being here. As much as she enjoyed indulging in casual sex, she was pushing her luck by sticking around. She was still a traitor in the eyes of the X-men. She couldn’t afford to make her situation any more complicated than it already was.
“I appreciate that. Thank you for everything,” she told her kids, “I’ll certainly remember this experience fondly as well.”
“Ah’m sure you will,” snickered Rogue as she and Kurt settled in for some much needed rest.
“But as much as I would like to share some more family moments, I think it would best if I made my leave. I would rather not make too many more gestures like this, especially to the X-men. Please tell Bobby I said thanks and if possible, tell the rest of your friends about the Marauders.”
Mystique was prepared to shift into a bird and fly out the nearest window. She lingered a bit to offer Kurt and Rogue one last gesture before she left. But just as she was about to make her move, she felt a loud voice echo within her head.
‘Leaving so soon, Mystique? Don’t tell me you’re going to ditch us before you enjoy this ritual with the rest of us!’
Mystique’s eyes widened with shock and concern. She recognized that telepathic voice as belonging to Emma Frost. The psychic shields she had maintained since her arrival were abruptly shattered as if they had never been robust enough to begin with. She tried to reestablish her shields and make a break for it. But before she could even take a single step, everything around her went dark.

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Up next: Mystique confronts the rest of the X-men and must convince them to give her a chance as well
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