Horny Devil

Kitty and Piotr’s wedding was set for a Sunday. It would take place in the mansion and the reception would spill outdoors so long as the weather was good, which it would be if Storm had anything to say about it. 

The other X-Men all put in to clean up the place, trying to spare Kitty any work, but it assuaged her own nerves to contribute. Late into another sleepless night, she had a very early breakfast. After, ahe filled the sink with suds, not wanting to use the dishwasher, but do some work herself while gazing out the window.

“Need any help?” Kurt asked her, picking up a dish towel.

Kitty was so lost in her thoughts that she wasn’t even startled. She just handed him her plate and started in on another dish piled up by the sink. “Thanks.”

“You’re like a different person since you and Piotr made it official,” he said.

“I’m happy,” Kitty said unconvincingly. She reached into the sink and pulled the plug. The water whirled down the drain. The wall clock ticked loudly. “What about you, Kurt? When are you going to tie the knot?”

Kurt shrugged with both shoulders and his tail. “No need. When I want a woman, I have one.”

Kitty scoffed. “You can’t just… okay, you’re in good shape, but you’re not…”

“Irresistible?” Kurt wagged his head around. “Maybe, maybe not. But I have a knack for knowing when women need to be fucked. Then I meet their need.”

Kitty felt his tail running up her calf. She wore only a morning gown. It didn’t seem like anything that could protect her from Kurt’s demonic visage, so beautiful and perversely sexual at the same time.

“Kurt…” Kitty faltered. “I love Piotr.”

“Ja… but you’ll love my cock even more, won’t you?” Kurt unzipped his pants.

He was even bigger than Kitty had thought, his cock a fitting counterpart to his long prehensile tail. She’d once thoughtlessly phased through a wall and stumbled on Rogue giving Kurt a blowjob. She’d seen how those juicy lips strained to take his entire condomed prick into her mouth, so much so that she’d seen flecks of pink under all Rogue’s black lipstick, but Kitty still hadn’t believed a man could be so huge.

Kurt was.

The next thing she knew, Kitty was up on the counter, her morning gown wide open. Kurt was between her legs, fanged mouth sucking at her breasts. The suction felt good, even when his sharp teeth eked sparks of pain from her engorged nipples. Kitty opened her own mouth to protest, but nothing came out—not until she felt his hard, throbbing cockhead pushing against her sex. 

She gasped with pleasure to feel his throbbing thickness entering her, making her inner walls stretch. They clung wetly to his penetrating manhood no matter how many inches he fed into her.

“Ggghh!” Her nipples pulsed with him sucking them. Her sex soaked his prick with her juices. “Fuck me, Kurt!” Kitty eagerly wiggled her hips, trying to get him all the way inside of her. “Fuck my cunt!”

Kurt laughed devilishly. He pushed her legs up to sandwich them back against Kitty’s modest chest, then added insult to injury with his tail striking over his shoulder like a scorpion’s. It wrapped around Kitty’s ankles and held them together, her feet bundled behind her head as Kurt mounted her and drove down into her sex. Kitty’s head was now pressed against the window she’d been staring out of moments ago, and it occurred to her that someone could stumble onto her infidelity from either inside or outside the mansion. But it felt too good to stop.

“Why should I fuck your little cunt, fraulein, hmm? When I can breed it?”

Kitty’s clit tingled. Her cunt was spread so wide by his massive prick that it even touched her little pleasure button, with Kitty having no say in it. She could even feel Kurt’s thrusting in her tender asshole, and it made her wonder if what the girls said was true about how Kurt liked to use his tail when he’d already filled his partner’s cunt. Kitty didn’t know if any woman could resist that when just his cock was enough to warm her backdoor up.

“Are you using protection, Katzchen?” Kurt teased her remorselessly. “I know I’m not. Perhaps I should be fucking you in the ass instead while my tail goes in your vulnerable little pussy? Nun ja, too late now. But perhaps your engagement has been of insufficient length if you don’t mind another man breeding you before your honeymoon?”

Kitty didn’t want to hear it. It was all true, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop when he was fucking her so good. That was all she cared about—being fucked more and more and more. 

“Make me come!” she cried desperately, knowing that once he did, all her cares would be lightyears away. Piotr had only rarely been able to bring her to that state of rapturous orgasm where she came so hard she was lost in it, but with Kurt and his goddamn mating press, she was halfway there already.