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Dirty Laundry	By : DTheSwitch Category: X-men Comics > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 11414 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Dirty Laundry
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Kitty Pryde rolls over in bed lazily. The sun peeks in through the blinds. The alarm would tell her it�s around 10, but she doesn�t care. No classes to teach today, no drills to take part in, no mutant mastermind or killer robots or time-traveling clones threatening her existence, she has the rare opportunity to laze about in bed, a luxury she rarely is able to afford herself. Her warmth has filled the bed, sleeping in nothing but white boyshorts and a big Institute t-shirt.
She rolls gently onto her side, feeling the urge to touch herself. It had been a while since she had a good romp, even with herself, she�d been so busy she could hardly find the time. But this morning seemed as good a time as ever, and something had Kitty feeling particularly frisky. She runs a hand down her stomach, past her pubic mound, and lower, running her hands across her lips. She shudders involuntarily as she starts to spread them open. She feels her clit starting to protrude from its natural hiding place.
She feels her clit slowly rubbing against the fabric of her underwear and the natural moisture emanating from her lips. Taking her other hand, she begins to slowly pull down her underwear, but stayed on her side. Her hand spreads apart her lips, she can feel it stick out a bit. With her other hand, she begins gently stroking it, first slowly, but with increasing energy. Tiny circular motions cause her legs to slowly tense up, the pressure building up.
She arches her back. She�s getting close now. Her hands begin to move more forcefully, with more determination, more pressure, more speed, more, more, more...
She spasms as the orgasm hits her like a hurricane. Her legs shake, her eyes shut, and her body spasms once, twice, a third time as the orgasm secedes, but as she tries to move her hands, she finds herself locked in place. Paralyzed.
At first Kitty struggles to move, but she soon realizes she can�t. Something�s wrong, her body frozen in a post-orgasm paralysis, her muscles both sting and feel numb from being frozen.
Knock knock. Oh no, what if it�s Peter, for that matter, what if it�s anyone? She doesn�t want to be seen in this position.
�Just a second!� Kitty shouts.
The knob turns open. Emma Frost strides in. She�s wearing an ivory women�s suit, bone shoes and accessories, everything in white, as per usual. She smiles.
�Why Katherine, I�m sorry,� she feigns surprise, �Are you, are you, are you masturbating?� She puts her gloved hand to her mouth, drops it with a confident smirk.
�Oh no, don�t bother saying anything. I know right now you�re paralyzed.� What?! �It�s all a matter of finding the right switch and seeing that when it turns on it stays on.�
She locks the door.
She tears off the sheets, looks at her hand, like she�s examining her technique, �Very pedestrian. To be honest, Katherine, I�m not surprised. You handle your body so clumsily.� She turns Kitty on her back, powerless to resist, her hands spreading her pussy wide open to Emma.
Emma leans in, takes a deep breath of her. Kitty struggles to move. �Nice. Your hair, though, is rather unkempt. Appearances must be upheld if you�re ever expecting company.� She pulls out a white razor and shaving cream, begins to lather up her pubic area.
�How do you feel today Katherine? Bare, closely trimmed, perhaps a shape?� She smiled. �Yes, that�s it. A shape. But a shape of what? An X perhaps? Or a lightning bolt? You�re not Ororo. Perhaps�a diamond. Yes, you should have a diamond there. After all, Katherine, diamonds are a girl�s best friend.�
She slowly and meticulously begins to shave. Kitty�s furious, her mind struggling to move, but her body totally unresponsive. Soon Emma has a diamond shaved into Kitty�s pubic hair.
�Call me, Katherine, if you ever want to learn how to really please yourself,� she turned and left, snapping her fingers as Kitty�s back lowers and every muscle in her body releases.
Kitty�s rage knew no bounds. She took it out on a heavy repeating bag. The bag was reinforced so even Peter had trouble dislodging it, but Kitty was able to smash it open, spilling sand everywhere. Thousands of tiny silicate crystals spill onto the floor. Kitty groans. Another mess.
When she slept, and when she dreamed, she felt a different story.
Emma was in her old White Queen outfit, white corset, thigh high boots, elbow-length white gloves, fur-lined white cape. Kitty is in her old X-Men uniform, the full-body black and yellow bodysuit she had worn as an X-Men in training. When they had first met, when Emma Frost was the White Queen trying to recruit 14-year-old Kitty to her academy and her Hellions. It felt so long ago.
She was on her knees, Emma looks down at her, �It�s a funny thing to admit, Katherine, desire. That you want someone, or worse, what you want them to do to you.�
She props up a leg on an ottoman, putting her boot in front of Kitty�s face. �There are parts of us that want to deny those urges. But you are attracted to women, aren�t you, Katherine? Not just women, but you find them desirable the same way men.�
Kitty nods as she admits it. Those shameful glances changing, the thoughts pushed to the back of her mind...
�But you can�t push anything out of your mind, only deep enough that it won�t bother you. And that�s the best place to look, like a dirty laundry hamper. You may proceed.�
Kitty takes her hands and cradles Emma�s foot, she begins to slowly kiss her way across the boot. Emma smiles, �Are you doing this for me or are you doing it for you?�
Kitty didn�t know for sure and couldn�t answer as she kept worshipping Emma�s foot. Emma drops her boot, and reveals her feet, each toenail painted white. She flexes her toes. �Continue.�
Kitty starts with the little toe and works her way across, putting each of Emma�s dainty digits into her mouth. She eventually moved down, licking and caressing Emma�s foot all the way towards the ball of her heel, moving up to the ankle.
Kitty looks up fearfully, Emma smiles, �Continue.� Kitty�s lips move up the smooth skin of her calf, up past her milky white thigh, moving ever closer to the center.
Emma looks down, �My, that�s awfully personal isn�t it? Shouldn�t you ask me, first?�
Kitty looks sheepish, Emma grabs a fistful of her curly hair. �Ask me.�
�Please�Please Mistress Emma. Please let me lick you and make you come.�
�You want to please me? You don�t just want to drink my delicious juices?�
Kitty nods nervously, twice.
Emma pouts for a moment in thought, then smiles as she pulls her panties to the side. Her pussy is shaved clean, already a little wet. Kitty spreads open Emma�s lips, feeling her tiny white clit pop out. She pauses for a moment before she slowly leans in, her tongue licking against Emma�s clit.
The White Queen groans as Kitty licks her lips. �Yes, good.� She groans, her hands gently nestled in Kitty�s curly brown hair. The pace was slow, tender. �Faster.� Pause, she grows impatient, �Faster!� She grabs Kitty�s head, thrusts it between her legs. Kitty presses harder, Emma�s scent overwhelming her senses. For a moment this all feels too lucid to be a dream.
�Oh yes, oh yes�Kitty, you�re doing a great job, I�m, I�m, I�m going to come soon. Keep it up�� she begins the first thunderous shakes of an orgasm, her legs quaking against Kitty�s body as she does.
Kitty awakens with a start. What did that mean?!
Kitty walked over to Emma and Scott�s room, it was late, it was crazy, she probably shouldn�t...
�Be waiting for her, wearing a white robe and a white slip.
�Would you like to talk?�
�Would I?!�
�Did you find your little dream�pleasurable?�
�You have no right to invade my mind that way.�
�That doesn�t answer my question.�
�Well��
�Katherine, this is a difficult thing for me to talk about. But, well, I find you very attractive. You�re a beautiful young woman.�
Kitty sputters angrily until she realizes�Did Emma Frost just compliment her?!
�Was that a compliment?�
�It was. I�m surprised you aren�t aware of how beautiful you are, especially with how the gentlemen treat you. And I find you quite attractive as well. I was wondering if you would like for your dreams to become a sort of reality.�
�What about Cyclops?�
�Scott and I have an arrangement. We�re hardly human, and I feel we have no need for conventional mores as such. If Scott wished to bed another woman, or another man if he were ever inclined, he is welcomed to. I know his heart is mine, and mine his. But my body,� she smiles, eyeing Kitty, �Can be yours. If you want it to be.�
Kitty fumes. This is insane! But why was she seriously considering it?!
�Maybe because you want to,� Emma says bluntly, �But you�re afraid. Afraid to let go of little Kitty Pryde and her crush on the gentle Russian giant, but not to try and explore what she�s really capable of��
Kitty leans in and kisses Emma. She grabs the small of her back, her side, takes a deep breath of her scent, exactly what it was in her dream.
Emma smiles, �As much as I would like to do this out here in the open, perhaps we can go someplace a little more�private.�
In the room, Emma begins to show Kitty all of her toys. It�s a sizeable collection to be sure, one Kitty would have doubted Emma possessed. She had dildos and vibrators of all sizes, shapes, curved in various ways, double-sided, strap-ons. She looked at some small toys.
�What are these? They look kind of tiny.�
�Not for where they go. These are butt plugs. They�re meant to be tiny, to get you ready, if you like anal penetration.�
�I�ve, well, never tried it.�
�Would you like to?�
Kitty looked down reluctantly, �I�ve heard it hurts.�
�Don�t worry, dear, I�ll be gentle.� She puts on her hand on hers, and Kitty feels a strange twinge. She was actually being nice to her.
She smiles, �But, first, have you ever had multiple orgasms?�
Kitty shakes her head.
Emma grins. �You will tonight.�
Emma starts to remove her clothes. Kitty follows suit. Emma�s so�pale. Her skin almost sheens with a luster, her hair is beautiful. Her breasts are perfect in size and proportion, her ass. Kitty felt ridiculously inadequate. But�Emma thought she was beautiful.
Emma leans in and kisses her. She feels the White Queen�s tongue slide into her mouth, Kitty kisses back. They lean back into the pillows, Kitty feels Emma�s body against hers. She can feel Emma�s wetness sliding against her own.
Kitty groans as Emma�s clit touches hers. Emma smiles as she bristles slightly. �Does that feel good?� Kitty nods. Emma continues to bump and grind as she tweaks Kitty�s nipples. �Do you want to feel mine?� Kitty reaches out, gets a handful, she finds she likes it. She squeezes them. They bounce as Emma grinds harder and harder against Kitty�s clit. She feels it growing inside her. She lets out a little moan.
Emma stops, dropping down, her face buried between Kitty�s legs. Its so fast she hardly notices the change as Emma�s tongue laps against her clit. She groans with greater intensity as Emma slowly slides in her middle finger. She moves it slowly, finding that spongey spot of tissue that drives Kitty crazy. She found it right away. None of the guys could find it without hours of searching it seemed. But within a minute Emma Frost had her finger right on Kitty�s special spot as her tongue lapped against her clit.
Kitty grabbed Emma�s head as the first orgasm shakes her body. She grinds against Emma�s face, thrusting against it in ecstasy. She�s shaking, sweating. �By the time the night�s over, you�ll be ready for more,� Emma says, �But, first, I need a little help myself.�
Kitty smiles, �I�ll try. I�ve never done it before.� She gets down on all fours.
�That�s alright, dear, you know what I�d like.�
She begins licking slowly. But she remembers her dream. She takes charge. Hard and fast she licks Emma�s clit. Emma groans as she enjoys the pace. She likes it hard and fast. She moans more as Kitty slips a finger in, then two, �More!� Emma calls between thrusts, �More, please!�
Kitty, surprised, begins to put in three fingers, then four, and Emma grows more and more enthusiastic. �Your fist! Could you�please��
Kitty smiles as she balls up her hand, sliding it slowly into Emma�s waiting darkness. She lets out a little yipe. A yipe?! �It feels good, I�m almost there�� Kitty moves her arm like it�s a massive dick, Emma�s groans become a scream as she climaxes, panting.
Kitty slowly withdraws her fist. Emma smiles, �Good job. What would you like to do now?�
�I�m�I�m curious about anal.�
Emma smiles, �Okay.� She carefully lubes up a small butt plug. Kitty bends over and awaits the results. She feels the plug, which looked so small but inside her feels so big.
�Are you alright?�
�It feels good.� Kitty says, which is all Emma needs to hear. She leaves it in as she begins to kiss Kitty, gently stroking her clit. Kitty groans. �Mmm.� Kitty looks at the strap-on, �Are you going to fuck me with that?�
�If you want,� Emma said.
�I do.�
Emma positions herself, the tip right at the edge of Kitty�s asshole, the strap-on sufficiently lubed for where it�s going. Kitty groans as it begins to slide in. It�s not much wider than the plug, but it�s certainly longer. Kitty groans.
�It�s all the way in,� Emma says.
Kitty, on her knees, her chest on the bed, puts her hand next to her clit, which she begins rubbing frantically. She wants to come. She can feel it welling up.
Emma pulls back and thrusts in. She groans. She pulls it in and out, and begins to fuck her with a steady constant pace. Kitty rubs her clit as she can feel it�another orgasm inside her.
�I�m ready, Emma!� Kitty says as Emma�s thrusts grow more and more rapid. Kitty and Emma�s groans become screams as the earth shattering orgasm knocks her practically off her feet and shoots out her knees. In a heap, Kitty groans with pleasure.
�That was amazing��
�You aren�t so bad yourself,� Emma traces a hand down Kitty�s stomach, �My little diamond in the rough.�
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