DISCALIMER: The following story is a work of fiction depicting illicit sexual acts between two females. If this sort of content offends you, or is illegal in your area, please do not continue. Jean Gray, Rogue, Charles Xavier, and others are copyrights of Marvel Comics and I am in no way affiliated with the company. Comments are appreciated, and this is my first work. Thank you.
Jean lay on her bed. Her body sore and her mind exhausted from the X-Men's evening training session. She sighed in contentment as she opened her eyes and turned her attention towards Rogue at the opposite end of the bed. "Mmm... that feels wonderful," she told her friend, "you're amazing."
Rogue was giving Jean a relaxing foot massage. "Why, thank you, Ms. Gray." The pale beauty replied with a smile. "Glad I could be of service."
Ms. Gray. Ugh. Jean thought to herself with a giggle. I hate that name. It had been two years since Jean graduated from Bayville High School. Since then, she had become an instructor at the Xavier Academy, teaching young mutants to control their gifts and integrate with `normal' society. Rogue had entered her Senior year and had become very close to Jean over the past few months. But not as close as she would have liked. Not yet, anyway.
Jean continued to moan as she stretched. "God... don't stop." Rogue was running her thumbs in circles on Jean's big toe, pushing hard on her skin through her gloved hand.
She smiled up at the redhead. "I just wish for once I could actually touch you," she said as she moved her attention towards the heel of foot, smiling to herself. She kept it hidden that she had a major crush going on for Jean. She'd been enamored with her since she first met her. She viewed Jean as being perfect. Her long fiery hair, her full lips, long legs, perfectly shaped breasts...
"Rogue, are you okay?" Jean asked. This snapped Rogue out of her thoughts. "You've been staring into nothing."
"Yeah, sorry," she replied. "I'm fine. I was just thinking, you know, about not touching you." Jean smiled wickedly at her. "Or anyone, I mean" she quickly added, not wanting her friend to get the wrong idea.
Jean sat up and leaned back on her arms, arching her back and tossing her still-wet hair behind her. "You know, " she began, "I've been thinking about that, too."
"Wh-what?" Rogue stammered, blushing as she turned her eyes away from Jean's nipples pointing through her white cotton tee shirt.
"Your powers," Jean said. "I think I may have figured out a way to get around them." Rogue looked back up at her, wide-eyed.
"But... but how? Any skin-to-skin contact with anyone, and I'll drain their energy. It's impossible. Even the Professor can't help me." It was true. In the years that she had been attending his school, Charles Xavier had not yet found a way to control Rogue's mutant abilities. It left her feeling alone all too often.
"Do you trust me?" Jean asked her, as she held out her hand.
"Yes."
"Then take my hand."
"Are you sure? I... don't want to hurt you."
"I'm sure," Jean said with a warm-hearted smile. Rogue slowly began to take her leather glove off, one finger at a time. Her heart was racing and her breathing was becoming shallow. She was scared, but her friends eyes told her that everything would be fine. She lay the glove down on the bed and slowly reached out to Jean, stopping short of her hand. "Go ahead, " Jean urged her. Closing her eyes, Rogue grabbed hold of her hand, expecting to feel the rush of emotions and mental images that usually accompanied any contact she made with another human being.
But it didn't come. "Oh, my God," she exclaimed as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Jean." She continued to sob from sheer joy. "But... how?"
"It's really simple," Jean said as she pulled her closer. "Your powers are activated when your flesh touches another's through the electromagnetic charges in everyone`s skin... but if there's something blocking the contact, it won't activate. Using my telekinesis, I've constructed a force field of the electromagnetic energy in the air, blocking the signal."
"You're amazing," Rogue said as she moved on closer to Jean's face, tears still rolling down her own. She was so close now... their lips only inches apart. She looked deep into Jean's eyes, feeling the warmth and love of her friend. "I... I should go, now," she said as she started to get up. She could feel the wetness in her crotch, and didn't want to scare Jean away from her.
Jean held onto her hand. "Rogue, wait." She turned Rogue's face back to her own and pressed her lips into hers. Rogue was stunned for but a moment, and relaxed. She let Jean use her tongue to part her lips, exploring her mouth. She was in Heaven. Jean broke their kiss and looked into Rogue's lust-filled eyes. She took her shirt off and tossed it into a corner. "Your turn."
Rogue stood up and raised her arms over head, removing her green mesh over-shirt. Jean played with her own hard nipples as she watched her undress. Next, she undid her belt buckle and slowly pulled it through the loops on her black miniskirt. She turned her back to Jean and hooked her fingers in the sides of her skirt. Bending over, she slowly began to slide it down past her thighs along with her pantyhose and down to the floor. She stepped out of them breathed a sigh of relief. Next, she repeated the process with her black lace panties, running her hands along her thighs as she bent down, giving Jean a view of her completed shaved pussy. She stepped out of them and brought them to her face. Breathing her own scent in deep, she turned back around and tossed them at Jean. "You like?" she asked.
"Mmm... I love!" Jean said as she inhaled. "Smells like someone in horny."
"I have wanted you for so long," Rogue began, "but didn't want to scare you off. I love you so much."
"I know," Jean replied, inviting her friend to her. "You have nothing to be afraid of." Rogue walked over to her and sat down again. Jean leaned in and kissed her deeply again, caressing her breast through her black tank top, rolling her hard nipples in her fingers. She pulled Rogue down on top of her as they made out, feeling each other up and down, taking in everything there was to offer. Rogue got on her knees over her friend and leaned down, taking Jean's breast in her mouth. She licked at her nipple with passion, sucking and biting it as Jean ran her hands through her auburn hair. Rogue kissed and licked her way down Jean's body, her hard abs, blowing gently on her belly button. Jean squirmed as she directed her lower down her body. As Rogue came upon her crotch, she breathed deeply. "You smell wonderful," she told Jean as she stuck her tongue out, pressed it hard on her lips, and ran it up her. Even through her white cotton panties, Jean felt bliss.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. Rogue continued to kiss her way down her body, caressing and licking her thighs. Her first contact with another person since as long as she could remember was not going to be wasted. Biting gently down her calves, Rogue took Jean's left foot in her hand and held it close to her face.
"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this?" she asked as she licked her way from the heel to the tip of her toes. "You have the most beautiful feet." She massaged the arch as she kissed her toes, licking in between of them, running her tongue under each nail. She took the heel in her mouth and began to suck it ravenously, scraping her teeth slightly. The feeling was driving Jean crazy and she squirmed in delight, playing with her own breasts. Rogue moved to the other foot and sucked gently on each toe, rolling her tongue around them as she tickled the sole. She worshipped her feet for a while longer, kissing, sucking, and biting every part that she could, before making her way back up her leg, leaving a saliva trail with her hungry licks.
When she came back to her pussy, she kissed it like she would her mouth, sending waves of pleasure through Jean's body. She pulled the fabric of her panties aside, and using her hands to spread her lips, she pushed her tongue deep into her void, passionately eating her cunt as she retch up to squeeze her breasts. She licked and sucked at her pussy as Jean pushed on her head, trying to force her deeper into her love.
"These have got to go," Rogue said as she pulled Jean's panties down her legs and tossed them aside. She turned her attention back to her friend, her moist red strip of hair directing her towards the prize. Jean pulled her legs high and spread her pussy with her fingers. Rogue moved back down and located her friends clitoris. Jean jumped at her touch. She took the bump in her mouth and began to suck at it as she inserted a finger into Jean's wet hole, pumping slowly. Jean squired and gyrated her hips as Rogue ate her, sucking her clitoris. Her finger began to pump faster as she inserted another into her pussy, hand fucking her best friend. She lightly bit on her clit as she rolled it in her tongue.
Jean was feeling the fiery heat build in her gut. "I'm so... I'm going to come soon," she told the beauty between her legs. "Make me scream." She continued to lick, suck, and pump now three fingers into her in a rhythmic motion. "Oh, God, oh, yes. That feels so... mmm, yes! Fuck me, baby. Fuck me. Yes, God, Rogue, you're so amazing." She began to buck wildly as the pleasure was coming to a point. "I'm going to explode. I'm going to... mmm, yes! Yes! Oh, God! Nnn! Mmm! God, nng, yes! Yes! I'm so close... I'm going to... mmm... oh... I'm going to... I'm... yes... I'm coming! NNNG! YES!" She thrashed her entire body as the orgasm washed over her, her pussy exploding with love juices. As she screamed and thrashed, Rogue bit down hard on her clit, causing a second wave to pass over her. "OOOOHHHH, GOOOOOOD, YEEEEEEESSSSSS!" she screamed like a banshee, totally lost in her orgasmic Heaven.
Rogue crawled up and they kissed deeply, sharing Jean's juice as she recovered from her orgasm. Coming down from her high, she collapsed on her back, panting heavily. Rogue nuzzled her breast. "My God, that was amazing," she told her. "I've never felt anything like that before."
"Why, thank you, Ms. Gray. Glad I could be of service."