Touch. The simplest of senses that so often gets taken for granted. If anyone knew the power of touch, it was Rogue. Remy, Bobby, Eric: all people she had longed to touch; longed for more. She had only recently gained control of her powers and she loved it. She could touch, feel and kiss anyone she wanted and boy did she want. It was as a result of this that she ended up in bed with two men this night. Her roommate Kitty Pryde was out so she had the room to herself; she'd decided it needed spicing up with some hot men. Magneto and Sabretooth

Victor Creed was a strange bedfellow indeed. As Sabretooth he had menaced the X-Men many times with no signs of seeking redemption or forgiveness. Then it all changed. A familiar case of amnesia led to him gaining a place in the ranks of the X-Men. The new Victor was hardly the most likeable of people but he seemed to have genuine commitment to his new found dream. Plus getting to sleep with babes like Rogue could only be a plus, especially considering how Logan would react later...

Love is a weakness. Eric Magnus Lensherr had worked on that principle since he had lost his first true love: Magda. Then he had met Rogue. The pale white streak in her otherwise brunette hair, the seductive southern accent, the green and yellow jumpsuit; he was intoxicated. A mere kiss outside just a few fateful minutes ago had evolved into this passionate frenzy of lovemaking although quite where Sabretooth had come from he wasn't sure.

Rogue had ditched her clothes at the first possible opportunity: the only evidence she had worn any before they started was the heap on the floor and the green headband stretched around her forehead. She moaned out as the four hands pleasured her sleek curvy body.

Since he had arrived Sabretooth had kept an eye on this girl. Her scent was a lure for him, signalling the need to mate. Since she had got her powers under control he had found her in a desperate and vulnerable state, practically begging to be taken. Like a predator he pounced and now he ravaged this beauty in her bedroom. The presence of Magneto only added a competitive element to the game.

Magneto was passionate as he kissed Rogue; her salty taste lingering in his mouth long after his lips had parted from hers. His hands roamed across her body; the more they felt, the more they wanted. His red armour hung from the door where he had left it and now his tongue scraped along her cheek, savouring the taste.

Rogue felt Eric and Victor work in harmony. Magnus was gentle and passionate while Creed was feral and rough. The two contrasts brought her a warm vulnerable feeling between her legs. Magneto toyed with her hair and face whilst playing with her neck and Sabretooth had his hands pressed firmly against her legs, pinning them to the bed as he licked his sharp tongue along them. She could feel his claws digging into her skin.

Sabretooth worked her legs furiously, his hands scratching along them while he stared deeply at her perfectly formed ass. She was sweating hard and the smell aroused him; it took all his self-control not to get violent. Not that she didn't deserve a good hard fucking. He hooked his arms around her legs and pressed them upwards until they rested against her chest, leaving her butt nice and exposed. She moaned out once more as he licked down her buttocks.

Magneto ignored Sabretooth, focused on her large juicy boobs. His hands slid down from her neck, rubbing along her collarbone, and down to her breasts. He started to work them fast, clutching them like balloons.

After years of solitude, Rogue was ecstatic at the feelings the two were bringing her through their respective methods. Suddenly Victor flipped her over onto her front. She left out a soft grunt felt his hands grip her bum tightly. Then she saw Magnus' penis dangling so temptingly in front of her. She'd always wondered what it would be like. She pressed her lips against the end, to which Magneto responded with a low groan. Then she worked her lips along until she had the whole cock in her mouth. Suddenly a large thrust hit her from beyond. She went to scream but instead found herself gagging on Eric's penis. Lodged between the two men she was trapped and unable to move

Sabretooth had wasted no time in removing his costume and charging his large dick up into her ass. The faint whimper she had managed to make as he did inspired him to take her hard. He roughly thrust into her repeatedly which his hands holding her hips in place. Her legs flung around wildly beneath him until he trapped them between his own, holding them in place. The smooth rubbing of them against his own hairy thighs prompted him to fuck faster.

With each thrust, Rogue was pushed further onto Magneto's dick. He made no effort to prevent this. Instead his formerly gentle hands now grabbed her head roughly and pushed her down on him as hard as he could. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to push his dick further into her, now thrusting himself.

Rogue's eyes widened and watered. She hadn't been expecting it quite so rough on her first time. She wondered how any girl could live without this. She was yanked off Magneto's dick by her hair painfully and took the opportunity for a sharp intake of air before she was shoved back down. While at her rear, Victor kept her down with his constant fucking. At her next breath she shouted out: "Sugah! Harde-" she was cut off as both men responded.

Victor was starting to tire, he was giving his all yet the bitch refused to fall. He wasn't used to losing to his prey. A girl who took more than he could: Logan would never let him live it down. He couldn't stop himself as he let his cum loose. He fell back, breathing heavily. "Damn, girl..." he muttered.

Magneto barely noticed as Sabretooth came to a finish. He held her head tightly and screwed her mouth like a god. There was a reason he had been viewed as the one true leader of the Brotherhood. Rogue moaned out as he withdrew from her mouth and splattered his cum across her face. "Sugah," she winked collapsing into her bed. "Honey, honey," he retorted as he held himself upright against the wall.

What an experience. That was the thought that flew across Rogue's mind as she looked around, catching her breath on her bed. Kitty wasn't due back for hours yet. "So who's next..." she wondered aloud.