Arrange For Them To Get Caught

"I can't believe we're doing this," Sue Storm whispered. The Invisible Woman was blushing, and Moonstone allowed herself a little smile. "Dr. Karla Stone" was currently invisible, her feet floating about an inch above the ground. Sue Storm was sneaking her lover into the Baxter Building, carefully maneuvering Moonstone through the complicated security sensors designed to stop exactly this kind of infiltration.

"It's okay," Moonstone said. "You can do this. You're amazing."

Sue's cheeks burned. Yet she was courageous, resourceful, and intelligent. Despite the blush to her cheeks, she guided Dr. Stone to the elevator that led to the Fantastic Four's personal quarters. It was night, the lights were dimmed, and the pair moved almost silently through the living space. Moonstone took in the children's toys in the living room, the dish rack next to the sink that contained the dishes from someone's late-night snack, the slight smell of tobacco from the Thing's evening cigar.

The Invisible Woman guided them away from the kitchen, to a carpeted corridor. The touch of a hand to a plate by the door caused that door to swish aside, and Moonstone saw the Fantastic Four's master bedroom—the king-sized bed with its blue sheets marked by a giant 4, the pictures of family on the wall, the two walk-in closets, his and hers, and the door to the bathroom. A large screen occupied one wall, opposite the bed, and a one-way reinforced glass window gave a breathtaking view of Manhattan.

As the door closed behind them, Dr. Stone moved, carefully unlocking the door, then moving to Sue.

Her hands groped Sue Storm's breasts from behind. The blonde moaned softly, and exposed her neck. Karla kissed her, and the Invisible Woman let go of the invisibility, the **** field. Moonstone sank to the carpet, groping Sue Storm's tits in her own bedroom.

For a little while, they lost themselves in each other. Shed their clothes and climbed under the covers. Giggled like naughty schoolgirls as Karla's mouth found Sue's nipple. Traced a line of kisses down her flat, toned stomach. Then found the hot, ready gash, salty and slick beneath her tongue. Even though Karla could feel the weight of the sheet above her, the darkness swiftly vanished. Sue had turned the sheet invisible. She wanted to see her lover's face buried in her pussy. Wanted to grab the headboard and flex her hips and fuck herself against that hot and eager tongue, so strong and seemingly tireless.

There was no let up, no breaks, no chance to rest and cuddle. Moonstone pushed herself hard, her superhuman anatomy allowing her to continue to play with Sue Storm's body even when the Invisible Woman was panting and exhausted, having lost count of her climaxes. Minutes stretched into hours, the sky over Manhattan began to lighten a little. Karla was kissing Sue deeply, her fingers sloppily thrusting in and out of the Invisible Woman's slit when, at last, the moment came that Moonstone had been hoping for.

Reed Richards walked into the room, to find his wife fucking another woman in their own bed.