Message-ID: <12717eli$9807051830@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: pegasus777@hotmail.com Subject: RP: Submission Agenda 2 (X-Men, MF, FF, nc, inc, mc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6njbdq$17l$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> This is Submission Agenda, featuring the characters of Marvel Comics, non-consential and consential sex, oral, anal, mind control, some bondage, elements of transformation and an amount of incest too. The story is an ongoing one, so feel free to send any comments and suggestions to pegasus777@hotmail.com Chapter Two: The Elimination of Cyclops My sister was born ten minutes after me. Genetically we are near identical, being twins. Perhaps it was our upbringing, but despite our closeness there has always been a difference over and above our gender. In theory we should have discovered our mutant powers together near-simultaneously, but this did not occur. Stephanie was my first victim - the recipient of my first excursion into the exercise of my mutant powers. It was a clumsy fuck fuelled by what must have been a year's near-constant teasing. I watched Stephanie develop into the one of the most stunning redheads I've ever seen, with the most perfect body I have fucked. She is tall, around five foot ten, and has incredibly sculpted legs, a fine flat stomach and very large breasts - scoops of flesh which together are wider than her back. I only realised my power after raping her when she begged me for more later. Genetically speaking, she should have been immune to my power, but it was not the case - maybe just because her powers hadn't manifested themselves yet. When they did, they were shaped around her transformed psyche, almost becoming a female extension of my own abilities. I allowed her to exercise her powers, to give her that superiority over normal men, but made sure that she only found true sexual fulfilment in my arms. In theory she is more powerful than me - her mutant capabilities can render any man her slave, and even any woman. Maybe I could do the same to men but obviously I am not interested. Perhaps the impression of my own fuck-lusts on her mind has removed this limitation. Regardless, she is instrumental to the success of my plan. Through our psychic rapport I can see that so far, my scheme is working out just as I intended. I bury myself in her memories as I recline on the bed in the plane, experiencing hours of Stephanie's life in minutes as our contact grows. Scott Summers is waiting in a high class New York eatery for his wife, Jean Grey. He is strumming his fingers on the table, toying impatiently with a glass of water. Clearly he has been waiting a long time. It's 45 minutes specifically. We have arranged for Jean to be... otherwise occupied... at this time, pitting her wits against a cadre of super villains we have arranged to free during transit to The Vault. As Phoenix, Jean Grey is very dangerous. Not only will this exercise enable us to eliminate Cyclops, it will also wear down his wife's resistance to my power later on. Stephanie has dressed to kill. Her hair is perfectly arranged, her perfume is vivacious and arousing... and her clothes near obscene. She wears a very tight, cleavage revealing peach blouse, black mini-skirt, slutty high heels and matching stockings. She has no bra on and it is very obvious to all who give her more than a cursory glance as her nipples are blatantly displayed, pressed against the thin material of the blouse. She looks like a whore, a redhead who wants it badly. The introduction is obvious, perhaps even to the X-Man. Apparently caught up in her thoughts, she walks along until she hits the edge of Summers' table, voicing her pain and dropping her handbag. Summers looks up into sexual heaven as he sees my sister bend over to retrieve her bag. Her spectacular breasts greet him head on, accompanied by her scent and her pheromones. Another reason my sister is more powerful than I concerns the male sexual imperative. Despite his love for Jean, Cyclops has the same innate need as any man to impregnate any suitable and available women. Up against Stephanie he stands little chance. In the wake of Stephanie's charm and mutant powers, Cyclops' devotion to Jean disintegrates quickly. She is perhaps the physical match of Jean in terms of beauty, but she's a slut, a whore, easily taken. She's also a good decade younger - a minor - making it even more of a must to fuck her. When their eyes meet, Stephanie lets him know her availability with one look alone. My sister can feel his sexual frustrations, Jean's cautious love-making technique, his male need to sexually dominate cruelly curtailed because of his love and respect for his wife. Inwardly she laughs at the powerful X-Men leader, knowing full well the fate that awaits him and his beautiful, reserved bride. Stephanie knows that physical contact seals the promise of sex. As they part ways, her handshake is almost a caress, her eyes heavily lidded. She leaves the restaurant confident that Scott will follow. She has imprinted herself on him, his need for her will increase exponentially until he is either driven mad or in her cunt, spewing his seed into her. It's a five minute walk to the Ritz-Carlton hotel, a further two minutes until she's in her room and another four before the inevitable knock on her door. She congratulates Cyclops on his restraint - she half-expected him to rush after her and rape her in the lift moments earlier, but knows that the wait has only made him even more horny. She opens the door, after unbuttoning the top of her blouse and removing her panties. I can feel her heart speeding up, pumping out the same levels of lust-inducing pheromones that I used to tame the White Queen. At the same time, she uses her powers to slip into Cyclops' mind, removing the threat of his optic blasts in the same way that I disarmed my Emma. I count five seconds before Stephanie is on the bed and Scott is unzipping his pants. He only manages to say "Stephanie... I" before he plunges his lust-engorged cock into her pussy. As he fucks her, he rips open Stephanie's blouse and buries his face in her bosom, sucking on her nipples and prematurely reaching orgasm when he feels a jet of warm milk shoot into his mouth. She is the ultimate sexual creature, the lactation every man's fantasy. It pushes him over the edge and is the last chemical piece in his enslavement. Stephanie allows the ravishment to take place and appreciates Scott's subsequent efforts to give her release as his head snakes down to the junction between her thighs. His tongue is skilled, quickly seeking out her erect clitoris and teasing it, before dipping deeply into her snatch, regardless of the presence of his cream inside her. She moans at his ministrations, giving herself to the feelings emanating from her vagina, letting her juices flow across his tongue, using them to rebuild his lust to new levels. Stephanie has a level of vaginal control I have never witnessed in any woman before, and when she desires it, her orgasms can be very wet indeed. She screams as she reaches climax and almost floods Scott with her cum. I almost envy Summers when she reaches down to return the compliment. Stephanie is at one with her prey. She is exciting Scott in ways his wife cannot possibly conceive as she buries his erect cock in her mouth. She immerses herself in his desire, being everywhere he wants her to be, but at the same time teasing him, keeping him well away from orgasm until she is ready - her punishment for the premature release of their first - and last - fuck. She looks Scott in the eye as she blows him, moving up to trap his cock in her mammoth cleavage. Her hands encircle his penis, trapping specific nerves, containing his thrusts as he urges his cum to shoot over her face and tits. Stephanie smiles up at her prey as his ineffectual attempts to climax continue. "What's the matter, lover? Can't cum?" Cyclops only answers with moans and grunts. "You can do better than that. Tell me you want me. Tell me you want me to fuck your wife." "Yesss...." Cyclops shouts. "I need you... fuck me... let me cum... please!" Stephanie heightens the friction between her breasts and Cyclops' rock hard cock, but tightens her fingers on the nerve centres. The pre-climax ecstasy becomes painful for Scott. "Let me fuck your wife, Scott." "She... wouldn't..." Scott's further words were cut off by a pain-pleasure feeling he'd never experienced before. Stephanie knew that the pressure on his blood vessels was now way in the danger zone. His body needed to cum, but couldn't. She sighed, "Wrong answer, lover?" and lent over to flick her tongue over the beet-root coloured tip of Cyclops' dick, still trapped between her gorgeous mammaries. Cyclops' moans gave way to consistent screams as the pressure became too much and Stephanie snakes her free hand to his scrotum, squeezing another nerve group behind his testes which produces an inhuman roar from the X-Men leader before causing him to collapse on the ground, drool escaping his mouth. Cyclops' broken mind withdraws into coma, as cum impotently dribbles from his still-hard penis. She looked down at her victim. "I'm gonna fuck Jean with or without your help, Summers." Shaking her head and sighing, she dresses and left the hotel room, smiling as she places the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door handle. I withdraw from Stephanie's memory and after we agree on our plan to add the mighty Phoenix to our ranks, I return to the reality on-board my jet, just as my Emma emerges from the bathroom, her body groomed and ready to satisfy my most perverse sexual needs. I am fired up after experiencing my sister's fuck-lust and glancing at the clock I surmise that I have a couple of hours to take it all out on my new toy. -----== Posted via Deja News, The Leader in Internet Discussion ==----- http://www.dejanews.com/rg_mkgrp.xp Create Your Own Free Member Forum -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----