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The Boathouse Club	By : Saljaer Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2481 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Boathouse Club
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Author’s Note : Sequel to The Wolf and Pixie...I just really need to have a good go at editing and reformatting that. Movieverse in theme.

   They all came in their own way and at their own time to the place they felt free to find the release they needed. Jubilee was the first as she skated down the paths and trails that finally lead to the shores of the secluded lake. The boat house had been her haunt when she needed to get away until the fateful day she had taken to teaching Rahne the finer points of inline skating. Kitty was the next with her latest toy, taking pictures of the wilderness with her ‘classic’ SLR camera (as she would call it) that she had found online for a veritable steal. Taking a voyeuristic shot of Jubilee sunbathing topless on the dock Kitty knew just who might enjoy that one picture while packing up her camera before joining her friend.

   By the time Betsy found her way to the boathouse both Jubilee and Kitty were chatting while enjoying the waning days rays that warmed their naked flesh on the sturdy old dock. Her own excuse had been a need to get away from the often overwhelming minds of her fellow classmates at the school. Slipping off her sandals she walked to the edge of the dock to greet her friends. Dipping her toes in the cool waters of the lake she lay down and enjoyed the sun on her skin, wearing nothing more than a bikini and a sarong that left nothing and everything to the imagination, having caught enough errant thoughts of the boys and girls as she wound her way through the halls earlier.

   By the time their final friend came the sun hung half hidden over the treetops with the warmth of the day lingering still. Creeping out of the forest edge, Rahne wore the guise of her most feral form of the wolf then. Jubilee she saw was dozing on the dock draped in the sarong Betsy had worn. The other two were at the edge of the dock with Betsy braiding Kitty’s hair as they chatted to another on all that Hollywood gossip the two seemed to enjoy so much as their guilty pleasure. Loping along the dock Rahne crept quietly up until she was a hairs breadth shy of touching Jubilee’s brow. Licking her nose lightly she enjoyed the mewing of the girl as she was drawn from her slumber.

“Dog breath much.” Jubilee groused looking up fearlessly to the wolf before her knowing she had no reason to fear.

   Butting her cool nose to her girlfriend’s head Rahne willed the shift to happen as she momentarily took on the visage of the mythical Werewolf only to loose the height as she shrunk back to her petite pigtailed Scottish self. Naked as a newborn she crossed her legs and stretched, all the while shrugging off the habits of the wolf that sometime lingered. Distracted as she had been she only noticed Jubilee crouched before her on her hands and knees by the sudden lust driven scent that filled the air. Leaning down she put up no fight as Jubilee stole her lips in a passionate embrace that left her feeling hot in all the right places.

“You remembered.” Rahne whispered after the embrace as they both lingered near.

“You told me you hated bubblegum breath, black cherry lollipop just like you asked.” Jubilee replied while nuzzling her nose down Rahne’s neck.

   Looking past the girl who filled her with passion Rahne saw her friends eyeing them both with mischief and envy. Knowing just how she’d earned the place as the veritable mistress of their little club she gently bent Jubilee back until she lay over the girl who thrilled her with the gentle teasing touches and mewing she made in protest to her advances being ignored. The Boat House Club as they thought of their little troupe had the usual business to attend to, but looking to Kitty she knew her friend had something else to bring up to this meeting by the way she seemed distracted.

“First order of business?” Rahne asked only to gasp at the playful bite she suffered by the ignored Jubilee.

“Settle down that former So Cal mallrat’s libido before she starts projecting back to the school.” Betsy replied with a teasing wink.

   Rahne knew the pointed jab when she saw it, they had all taken so much care to keep their little club a secret from everyone who just didn’t need to know. That first night they’d all played together and explored another had cemented in each other a trust and understanding they all needed. Seeing the way Betsy looked on Jubilee, down to the desire that wafted off her on the early evening breeze, Rahne suffered her girlfriend’s whining protests as she slowly crawled off her. Settling down with Kitty she watched the British femme fatal fall on Jubilee. Smiling at the sight Rahne lay her head down in Kitty’s lap and knew it wouldn’t be long before the gently stroking and touching started.

“Are you ready Jubilee?” Betsy asked as she gently stroked the petite Asian’s hair and let her fingers trail down her delicate cheeks to be lost to the girl’s lips.

   The only answer she had needed was seeing those lips wrapped about her finger just as she had seen the girl do as of late with those lollipops she’d taken to enjoying in the stead of her usual bubblegum. Crawling on down the dock she let her lips trail over one pert nipple of Jubilee as she only gave one teasing nip before letting her tongue trail it’s way down to her bellybutton. Feeling Jubilee return the gesture in kind Betsy felt a heat stir in her belly feeling the first touches of the girl’s ebon locks teasing her between her legs.

“Now I see why Rahne wasn’t complaining about those silly little pig tails of yours.” Betsy whispered.

   Finding her way right down to where she longed to tease Betsy found her lips enticing as always right down to the groomed little patch left above them. Letting her tongue part them she felt Jubilee trailing a finger down her thighs in reply. Delving her tongue into the soft depths she knew just how excited Jubilee was by the sensual rapport they shared in the act, feeling as if she’d delved into her own depths then with the sensations she borrowed from her friend. Feeling an electric jolt as Jubilee returned in kind by running her tongue over Betsy’s own lips she knew just why she loved these moments so very much.

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Betsy teased in the heat of the moment only to realise her mistake as the words tumbled haplessly from her lips.

   A wince of pain tore through the embrace only to be filled with a sadness and longing. Sliding about and slithering her way back up along Jubilee’s naked flesh she lay overtop her and looked straight into the blue eyes that stared back up at her filled with unspent tears and a stubbornness not to shed them. Planting kisses atop her brow and trailing down her cheek to nibble at her lobe Betsy whispered the sorry words she knew then. Finding her friend’s eyes again she saw the pain had passed with the tears spent but the longing remained. Stealing her lips Betsy felt a heat deep in her belly by the way Jubilee wound her tongue into the embrace as the two tangled.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Betsy whispered as they broke for a moment to find their breath.

   The only answer Betsy needed was by the heated desire that filled the embrace as Jubilee clutched to her shoulders relishing her nearness. Stealing a glance beyond the sight of the pixie of a girl she looked up to her friends and saw Rahne laying down on the dock with Kitty’s head hidden between her thighs. Rahne met her gaze and by the understanding in her eyes Betsy knew she hadn’t anything to worry about as she returned her full attention to the girl who now ground herself against her very own thigh.

“We really need to find a cock to add to this party.” Betsy spat only to grasp Jubilee’s hair in her fists as she found the strength to satisfy the energetic mallrat.

   Once again she felt her lover’s desire in kind and let a hand trail down her side to tickle her hip before vanishing between another. Betsy let her finger roll along her friend and feeling every touch as if against herself by the telepathic rapport. Guided by the lust she shared with Jubilee she delved her first finger between the satin soft lips and felt her own flames of desire fanned. Working her fingers with stolen insight she felt Jubilee writhe under her all the while forcing her seat of desire against Betsy’s hand pinned against her very thigh.   Gripping her hair tight and gently pulling her head back Betsy playfully bit and suckled at her neck.

“Oh god Betsy.” Jubilee croaked in a hoarse voice while struggling to find her breath.

   Meanwhile Rahne caught the scent of desire and need that roiled from Kitty at the words spoken so suddenly by Betsy. Feeling the ghostly girl feasting between her legs and letting her tongue invade her most secretive lips Rahne knew she wasn’t alone in needing that touch none of them could really hope to add. Gripping Kitty’s hair tight in her fists as she worked her tongue frantically Rahne grew ever closer as she let her slender legs slip over her back to trail her toes down the toned buttock beneath them. Resting her heels against the small of her back she caught Kitty working all the harder then.

   Lolling her head back Rahne saw Jubilee suckling at the teat of Betsy who knelt over top her with her hand hidden between their pressed flesh. Girlfriend’s they might be Rahne felt a perverse pleasure at watching the girl who belonged to her heart in the arms of another even if it stirred a hint of jealously. Imagining Jubilee laying under the muscular flesh of a man thrusting unrelenting into her Rahne knew Betsy was so very right that they really needed to add a cock to the party, knowing just who she longed to invite returning her gaze back down to the girl between her clenched thighs.

“Kitty!” Rahne cried feeling her friend expertly working her every lustful bit of flesh right down to teasing the tight puckered bud with a finger.

   Exploding in the depth of her belly right down to her burning lips Rahne climaxed feeling the softness of Kitty’s hair clenched in her fists as the girl cried in kind. Losing her strength she lay on the dock with the first stars of the new night joining those that danced in her eyes. Though a moments reprieve wasn’t her fate as she felt Kitty crawl up along her flesh until finally she nestled herself with their different lips meeting another. Tired as she was Rahne found strength in the hot scents of need that filled her. Lapping at Kitty she caught her leaning with her hands in fists against the dock while her breasts hung just out of reach.

   Jubilee climaxed and Betsy felt it as if she herself had been worked to those frantic levels of passion. Falling against another she knew by the mischief in her lover’s eyes that rest would still be denied. Rolling together Betsy found herself under the teasing lips of the impish girl then who vanished between her legs to nip and tease at them then. Grasping those two pixie pig tails in her fists she gripped them and helped to guide the girl by ever tight grasp she took as the grips of the erotic passion filled her loins. Looking past her she saw the tight little ass dancing in the air so in need of a spanking that none were free to give.

   Mesmerized by the pale flesh of Jubilee that hung so alluring and lonely beyond her Betsy wondered just what mewling noises she’d make if someone were to thrust deeply into her then. Letting her head loll back she saw Rahne working to satisfy the veritable sex kitten who nestled atop her and felt Kitty’s desire fill her mingled with need and fantasy. Kitty imagined another whose tongue delved into her depths, whose lips suckled at her sensitive bud that rose from her swollen lips. Betsy felt herself grow hot imagining just who it was that Kitty longed for and imagined him thrusting into Jubilee while she lapped as she was just now.

“Rahne?” Betsy asked feeling herself growing close to her first real climax this night.

“Yes?” Rahne projected with a thought to answer in a way she would be impossible to do as she supped on Kitty.

   Betsy let her fantasies dance in Rahne’s mind and was surprised by just how Rahne enjoyed the vision of that special someone Kitty so lusted after. While hardly a secret it was just one of those things no one really talked about and Betsy took an enjoyment in knowing just what it would mean to her friend. Drawn back feeling Jubilee delve her fingers into her own slick lips Betsy knew what was coming next and did nothing to protest it. Without any askance she felt Jubilee delve her middle finger right into her puckered bud and reach for that hidden bundle that lay beyond the flesh her lips and tongue worked.

   White light exploded as Jubilee found it and pressed her efforts while humming, Betsy feeling the shattering orgasm ripple through her teased flesh. When she could muster the strength to find her senses she found Jubilee nestled in her embrace while teasing her breasts with a hand that was slick with her own fluids. Rahne lay near her with Kitty against her, the Scottish girl trailing circles around the small of her back with a free hand while nuzzling her ear with her nose.

“So?” Betsy asked to Rahne.

“Yes.” Rahne replied with a longing look to Jubilee.

   Betsy caught images that would play out soon enough with the boisterous girl lovingly bound by their shared mistress. Maybe this time she would dare work that little plug slowly into Jubilee’s puckered bud that would lend her a tail for the evening. The Boat House Club was their secret with Rahne naturally as their mistress by the way her feral natural sought to claim them. They all trusted her to not push them in any way they didn’t lust after or need, and right now Betsy knew at least two of them lusted after someone in particular. Looking to Kitty she knew just how to rouse the girl from her slumber.

“So tomorrow we invite Piotr?” Betsy asked brazenly.

   Kitty only nodded at first lost to a light foggy minded slumber, suddenly though she jerked her head up as a new blush fell over her cheeks. Reaching across Betsy stole her lips in her own and pressed her tongue past them. Reluctant at first she faded into the embrace and that was all the consent they all needed. Betsy imagined just what it would be like to add Piotr to the tangle of limbs they lay in now, how it would feel to have him have to decided just who to take first while they all burned hot with need. Breaking the embrace she let her hot breath wash over Kitty’s lips before giving one last final nip.

“I’ve tried though.” Kitty confessed as her blush darkened.

   Betsy looked to Jubilee who lay spent against her before looking to the petite Scott across from her. “Kitty, you just didn’t try hard enough. I don’t think there’s a boy alive who could stand against a red haired Scottish lass, my own charms, your own girl next door classic looks and Jubilee in a school girl outfit.”

   The last was for Rahne and reaching out she knew just how much she was aroused by the idea. Tomorrow’s trip to the mall would be busy indeed seeing Kitty look to her hopeful. Pressing her lips against her nose Betsy let herself relax with the warmth of Jubilee’s naked flesh against her. The night was still young and Betsy still wanted to try that one telepathic trick she’d been dying to use taking control of Jubilee to ravage Kitty. For now they all needed to find their strength and knew Rahne had her own ideas of just how to finish the eve too.
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