Rouge The Bat: Mature Goddess

Rouge and Tom have been married for twenty one years and eight months
as of this chapter.

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Teal stacked the books. Educational materials that had been purchased to
aid in June's literacy lessons. Her leg was healing well and she already
had a basic reading level. The girl carefully wrote sentences, learning
basic sentence structure and pronunciation. "You're getting better
at this," Teal complimented. "But, uh... well, I guess I know why grandma
didn't teach you, but why didn't grandpa teach you how to read if he
was around?"

"He couldn't read," June explained. Finished with her work, she handed
the papers to Teal so they could be reviewed. June's eyes noticed
something odd. "Wow... you have five toes on each foot."

Her curiosity piqued, Teal looked down. She wasn't wearing socks. "Yeah,
one of those things I got from dad. I usually forget that mom only has
four toes on each foot."

Marking the mistakes, Teal finished and set the papers down. "Basic
mistakes, spelling, but you're getting a lot better."

Grabbing a book, June tossed it aside. She didn't feel like reading more
kid's books today. "You going out on a date again?"

"Yeah, I'm meeting Slate in an hour. What about you, ever have any
boyfriends?"

Looking away, June seemed to shudder. "I- I don't want to talk about
that now."

"I didn't mean anything by it," Teal said apologetically.

June replied, "don't stress. I just- I'm not interested in one right
now. Sis gonna be busy tonight?"

Letting out a gust of air, Teal answered, "mom's on her fertile
days right now, so they'll be locked in the bedroom all night."

Picking up the radio, June commented, "guess I'll leave them alone
then. I can get around on my own good enough. You go have fun."


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Rouge was on the bed, knees down, her head flat and arms cradled
behind her ears. Licking her lips, she moaned loud, screaming her head
off. Being taken from behind was rather rare for her as Tom preferred
to look her in the eyes, but she was able to talk him into it on
occasion. While she missed the passionate kissing and eye contact,
this position put her g-spot into place to be hit the hardest while her
lover was thrusting, an act which Thomas did with practiced
experience.

Her screams only encouraged him, hands gripping her butt, occasionally
giving her a light spank and stroking her tail. He asked, "you ready?"
It was his word that he was about to finish.

"YES! I can't hold it much more! Fill me, bad boy!" Rouge screamed, the
force against her g-spot finally past the limit. The bat squirted, her
liquid spraying Tom's balls and legs. With several hard, sharp thrusts,
he jizzed, pumping every last drop into his wife.

Catching her breath, Rouge was exhausted. Her wings were stretched out,
toes curled tight, and her lungs were sore. She could feel the sweat
all over her body. Regaining some degree of composure, she rolled
onto her back. Climbing onto bed, Tom lay beside her, just as sweaty as
she was. She grinned, grabbing is dick. "Still a bit hard... hmm,
been a while since I titty banged you. Actually..." She thought about
it. "At least five years. I owe you."

"Sure you want to waste any?"

Licking her lips, she said, "if I do get pregnant we'll be taking a
break. Might as well go all out with the kinky stuff!" Rouge slowly
stroked him for encouragement.

"When you put it that way..." he commented, gently straddling her
stomach. The sweat was lubricating, dripping between her breasts as
she parted them to let him in between. He slid on her stomach, the
sweat and spray from her pussy doing nothing but allowing him to slide
easily, which he liked.

Her double-d breasts pressed tight on his penis. Rouge knew that by
pushing in on them even slightly, she could control how intense
this was. Her eyes moved down, watching as the tip slid in and out,
poking out from between with each gentle push. "Tom, I ever tell
you that the little hole in the end is just too adorable?"

"You're only saying that 'cause that's where it comes out. This is
going to take a while, you know that?"

She replied, "I don't care. This feels pretty good." Rouge couldn't help
it. Feeling it sliding back and forth between her tits was amazing.
However, it offered no real reeling of love.

Tom wasn't into it, he was still recovering from sex. "Want to get in
the tub instead?"

"Yeah. Well, better wait a bit, okay?"

Rolling off her, he said, "let the sperm sit a bit and see if it swims
up?"

"Just lay here and cuddle with me." He did so, forehead to hers. "Tom,
do I still really look young?"

"I think you have a couple wrinkles started, but don't worry about it."

She let out a weak sigh. "I knew I wouldn't be young forever. But it's
okay. As long as I'm with you I don't mind getting old."


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Shadow had stopped by briefly. His communicator was dead and he needed
to contact GUN. The Adriani mansion was the closest outlet he knew of.
Walking on her crutch, June was in the kitchen. The girl was thirsty
and bored. Being unable to do much with a broken leg was driving her
crazy. Rouge watched her step entering the kitchen, avoiding bumping
into her sister.

June looked through the doorway. "Hey... I know him."

"Yes, that's Shadow. An old friend. You might have heard about him on
the news," Rouge explained, grabbing two empty cups. "He's leaving
soon, though."

"No," June spoke, "I mean... I'm sure of it."

"Sure of what?"

June recognized the black fur with red streaks and the shoes. "I was
about eight at the time. He came over to the house and met with mom."

"Shadow? Oh... Tom had him check up on her every so often, that was
probably it."

"No... Rouge... I know he had sex with mom. He stayed a bit then left
but I heard them. Another one of her revolving door sex partners..."

Rouge was breathing erratically. "June... please tell me it wasn't
him. Please..."

The girl replied, "I- no, it was him. Those spikes, that same look of
darkness and sadness. I know he saw me, too, he looked right at me. I
was playing in the living room when he came by and he looked right at
me. It's the same man..."

She was angry. Furious. Stepping into the living room, she smacked
Shadow hard. "You! You... how could you?" Shadow was prepared to
strike back. He had no idea what caused this, but then he saw June,
the bat girl, grown up but it was her. "You slept with my mother!
You knew I had a sister and you ever told me!"

He became defensive. "You acted as if you didn't care about your
mother."

"What about me?" June was angry. "I have a sister, a rich sister who
coulda got me away from that mean old woman and you let me stay there!"

"You son of a bitch!" Turning, Shadow saw Tom. "I told you to keep an eye
on Rouge's mother to make sure she was doing well, NOT to go screw
her! Bad enough you did THAT but to keep THIS a secret? Get out of my
house!"

Shadow was stunned. His secret was out, and it was too late for him to
understand why this was a big deal. Fear had overridden his ability to
become angry. Running from the house, he brushed past Teal. Curious,
she went inside to find her mother crying and shaking. "What happened?"

"Shadow did something bad," Tom responded.

"What? He hurt mom?" Teal was scared.

"No, Teal," Rouge muttered. "He did something worse..."


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Shadow had spent the day nervous, thinking about his actions. He was
afraid. Rouge had invited him to talk. Slowly, he opened the door to
their mansion. In the living room, he found them, waiting. "Shadow,"
Rouge greeted. "Please, we need to talk about this." Sitting, he looked
at them. "Shadow... what's done is done. Sometimes I forget what you
really are. You're from the Black Arms, a race that I don't believe ever
knew what love was. But somehow I believe you're better than they were."

She took a sip of her orange juice. "I believe you can understand
love but it's not something you fully understand yet."

He sighed. "I had regrets about us, and when I went to visit her that
day... she came on to me."

"I see," Rouge said.

"Mom was pushy about that kinda stuff," June spoke, "in a bad way. I
think she could get any man she wanted, as old as she was."

"That's what happened. She grabbed me and..." Shadow didn't want to go
on.

Rouge said, "it turned you on to have a woman touching you. I know that,
with what happened to Maria, you're afraid to form a bond with anyone.
But when you saw my mother, she just wanted sex and nothing else. But
there's June. You should have told me about her."

"I didn't know she was your sister," he defended. " She was someone
else's kid for all I knew. Your mother never told me who she was."

Tom sighed. "Probably wouldn't have much mattered. The courts never
would have taken custody away from the mother. GUN could have
influenced things but it might have taken years."

Rouge was still angry inside, but she let it go. "I don't even know
how the Black Arms treated their children. Guess we won't know,
since they were wiped out. Shadow, I have something to say that might
hurt your feelings."

He said nothing. "The day after I brought Tom home from the hospital,
I had a nightmare that he had died, and you were there, coming on to
me. And it scared me. Funny as it sounds, Tom taught me that it's
more than physical attraction. A LOT more... as much as I liked you,
now, I don't believe our personalities would have matched too well and
I stand by what I said a few months ago. I'm getting old and you're
not. I kept thinking I should treat you like a normal person, but
you're not normal. You don't work that way."

She walked towards him. "But don't think you're alone. I understand you
now. Please don't be angry. I'm still your friend no matter what."

He turned. "I'm sorry I let you down. I'll try better in the future."
Without a word, he left the mansion. Rouge let him go, knowing he
would need time to think.

June grabbed her crutches. "That's done... anyway, I'm going to bed."

Hobbling off, June left them alone. "You handled that well," Tom
remarked, proud of his wife. "But... you had a dream like that?"

"Please don't remind me about those nightmares I used to have..."
Sitting beside him, Rouge rested her head against his chest, listening
to his heartbeat.