Rogue is a senior of Bayville High School. While she attends a normal high school, Rogue lives at another school, a school for the gifted, for mutants. Created by Professor Charles Xavier, this school teaches mutants how to controls their mutant abilities and become productive members of society. The school is located in a Professor Xavier personal mansion, large enough to accommodate all 14 students and 4 instructors. All of them are mutants, each with their own unique power.
Rogue's has the power to absorb a person's memories through physical contact, and in the case of mutants she absorbs their powers for a short time. Because of her powers Rogue had never even kissed a boy, and at a very hormonal time in a young girl's life, that was a problem. Not to mention, that she had a major crush on Scott Summers. Scott was one of the first X-Men to truly except her as part of the group and was genuine in his effort to make her become part of the team. However, Scott does not share Rogue's feeling. It maybe because of Rouge's inability to touch another human being but it's mainly because of Jean Grey. While Rogue is in love with Scott, Jean Grey is the person who owns Scott Summer's heart. And while Jean does have feeling for Scott, it seems that neither of the two has the courage to act on them. Needless to say, it's one weird and wacky love triangle.
Summer was fast approaching and the entire Mansion was as busy as ever. Most of the seniors were getting ready for graduation, while the younger students were cramming at the last minute for their finals. As one of the seniors, Rogue has been spending the last couple of days hanging out with her best friend Risty. The two young girls did practically anything and everything together. They would study for their classes together, go shopping together, hell even at clubs they would dance together. Despite this great friendship, Rogue was lonely for a boyfriend and that was one department Risty couldn't help her with. All Risty could do was to keep Rogue company during her times of loneliness.
One Thursday night, Rogue broke her curfew, and joined by Risty, went to a heavy metal concert in the city. When she returned to the mansion, she staggered about and bumped into numerous objects. She was quite stoned. While Rogue herself had never done any illegal drugs of any sort, just about every other person at the show did and the resulting cloud of smoke affected the southern Goth. She stumbled into her room and tried to lay herself down on her bed but missed completely and fell smack dab on her face. Hearing the impact, her roommate Kitty woke up with a startle.
"What the hell? Like, are you ok Rogue."
"Ah'll be fine, ah jus need ta sleep".
The young brunette got up out of her bed and went over to pick up her intoxicated roommate. Knowing the risk of her powers, Kitty carefully took hold of Rogue from underneath her arms. Kitty started to lift, but Rogue started to fall again. Rogue's hands frantically searched for anything to grab onto. The only thing her pale hands could find were Kitties hand, Kitties bare hand. Rogue screamed as she realized what she had just done and quickly let go of Kitty. However nothing happened. No memory transfer, no power transfer, just nothing. Rogue stared in complete shock at her hands; she can't even cope with the fact that she actually touched someone without anything happening. Kitty however was much more excited.
"Hey, like when did this happen?" Kitty asked.
"When did wha happen?" Rogue responded.
"You controlling your powers, I didn't know you could do that."
"Ah didn't know ah could either."
The southern belle replied as she finally gained enough energy to sit herself down on the bed. She just stared at her hands in amazement and then her eyes start to water up. Kitty instinctively lowered herself down and gave Rogue a hug and a friendly kiss on the cheek.
"Looks like your life is gonna be a lot more interesting."
As her roommate finished that sentence, a thought popped into Rogue's head and a devilish grin shot across her face.
"Kitty, why don't we keep this between the two of us for right now? I wanna surprise some people."
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The next morning, Rogue could hardly sit still through her classes. She finally has control of her powers. She didn't know how it happened, and truly didn't care. Her last class of the day was her English class, and it was the worst out of them all. Scott was there. With her powers no longer a problem, Rogue was prepared to finally make a move on him. She thought many different plans as she stared at him. He was easily the cutest boy in the mansion and among the cutest in the entire school. She took his entire body in and she eyed him up and down the entire class. Scott was a tall brown haired man, with long legs. At first glance he was just tall skinny guy, but Rogue had seen him many of times in his uniform and knew that he was quite muscular. She imagined doing all sorts of dirty things to him, and by the end of class had gotten herself quite horny. Her nipples were very hard and could easily be seen through both her green mesh top and black tank top. The black thong that she was wearing was getting thoroughly wet, and unconsciously Rogue spread her legs. However, she had forgotten that she was wearing her black leather skirt, which only went down to her mid thigh. Luckily for Rogue, the only person to notice the show was Mrs. Johnston, her teacher. Disgusted by the girl's whorish position, the teacher walked over and whispered something into the gothic girl's ear. Rogue quickly closed her legs and slouched down in her chair. As she crossed her arms around her breasts, a bright shade of red quickly engulfed the normally pale girl's face. A few of the students in the back start to laugh quietly and words like 'whore' 'slut' and 'skank' escaped from their mouths. Scott heard these words and became quickly angered by them and yelled back for them to shut up. He then looked over to Rogue and saw a single tear run down her face. Once the bell rang, Rogue quickly backed up her stuff and practically ran out of the classroom.
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Once school let out, Rogue went straight to her room and collapsed on her bed and started to cry. She wasn't the most popular girl in the first place, but then going and embarrassing herself like just completely ruined her. Not to mention that any chances of getting with Scott had just gone out the window. As her mind drifted, her thoughts went back to her wet panties. She wiped the tears from her face and laid her back against the bed.
"At least ah can get some type of enjoyment from this," Rogue thought.
She gently pulled up her black skirt revealing her soaping wet thong. She raised her legs and slowly took off her trenched thong. She let out a soft moan as the cloth clung to her wet pussy. Tossing the underwear to the floor, Rogues hands began to wander. Her hands found their way to her large breasts the one thing she loved about her body. They're a full C cup, hell lately her bras had seemed rather small and she could probably move up to a D cup. Despite their size, her breasts were that of a 17-year-old girl, and did not sag a bit. In fact they were very perky. Loving the feeling of her hands on them, Rogue continued to rub her nipples and pinched them until they were once again hard. Her hands left her breast and passed along her toned and firm stomach, and then finally found their way to skirt. She pulled the black leather up to reveal her beautiful pussy. She had a small amount of brown hair just above, but Rogue was shaved were it counted. Her index finger gently brushed down from the top to the bottom of her lips. A quiet moan was let out as she continued to tease herself. After a few more teasing passes, Rogue stuck her finger all the way in her pussy and moaned loudly in pleasure. She quickly found her clit and began to rub it in a delightful circular rhythm. Adding another finger, Rogue let out a whimper as she threw her head back in joy. She bit her lower lip as she began to feel an approaching orgasm. Her breathing was very heavy and she couldn't help but to let out moan after moan. Jamming her two digits in and out in a much faster rhythm, Rogue now felt the orgasm that was mere seconds away. But then two powerful *KNOCK* *KNOCK* pounded on her door. The approaching orgasm Rogue was about to achieve was obliterated as she remembered that she had forgotten to lock the door. Trying to catch her breath, Rogue desperately let out a
"Just a second!"