Karla enjoys being a sandwich...and that's just the beginning.

"God yes..." Karla moaned in pleasure as both Reed and HERBIE pounded their cocks into her, her legs wrapping around Reed's waist. The two hard shafts pounding her cunt and her ass sent her into raptures of pleasure.

"Never... ogh... Been filled this... aahh... MUCH before!!" Karla said. Which was true. The scientific part of her mind wondered if it was just because she was wearing the body of this world's Moonstone or that men from this world are just that better endowed.

Reed chuckled. He was enjoying himself immensely. This Karla was proving to be an eager fuck, her snatch nice and tight. He would have to make use of her more often. ...Which led to another thought. ~If she does stay here and her original body is altered to match this one, I could take both of them at once.~ Reed grinned, roughly pounding his maleness into her wet, dripping snatch, groaning in lust. He greatly enjoyed blondes (and felt that he married the best of the lot), and this was turning out to be quite an enjoyable experiment.

HERBIE, meanwhile, was also having fun. Reed had given the robot pleasure centers, which meant that he was capable of enjoying every second of his 'scans.' Especially in a nice, tight ass like Karla's. He discreetly increased the size of his member just a little, taking note of Karla's increased moans of lust. HERBIE moaned as well, roughly fondling her breasts, musing that he probably had the best job in the world...

Karla was in ecstacy. She had never been in a threesome before, always preferring to be alone when she was using her body to manipulate someone. But this feeling, the feeling of having two strong male bodies pressing up against her (even if one WAS a robot), into her most intimate areas... It was bliss. She wanted more...

And, to her amusement, she saw on the monitor that she was going to get more...

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Down Below...
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"...Matchstick, what are you doin'?" Benjamin Grimm said, the musclebound man shaking his head at his young companion.

Johnny Storm just grinned, sorting through a huge wad of cash that was in the jacket pocket of the ridiculously expensive Armani jacket he wore. "Well, we're obviously gonna end up havin' sex with this new Moonstone, right? Might as well be fair about it and pay for it. Figure she'd probably go for Moonstone's usual rate, so I'm thinking ahead. Don't worry, I got more than enough to cover all three of us."

Ben rolled his eyes. "Always showin' off with the money, ain'tcha?"

Johnny just gave Ben an amused look. "This comin' from a guy who rarely tries out other women after getting on Puppet Mistress's personal freebie list. How is Alicia, anyway?"

Ben chuckled. "She's doin' fine. Still making statues with regular clay instead of that mind control junk from when she was a baddie. I still think you're jumpin' the gun with this new Moonstone."

Wyatt shook his head, chuckling as he parked the car. "Ben's right, Johnny. What if she's too rattled by the sudden change in both reality and body to be interested in sex?"

Johnny snickered. "She's in the body of our Moonstone, right? She'll be interested. Especially in a stud like me."

Ben snorted. "Makes you wonder how Lyja, Crystal, Nova, and Namorita put up with him enough to keep him on their personal freebie lists, don't it?"

"No accounting for taste sometimes," Wyatt said, nodding sagely.

"Heyhey," Johnny said grumpily, "I COULD just pay for ME, y'know."

Ben and Wyatt snickered, heading for the elevator up to Reed's lab.

Back in Reed's Lab, Reed had cum, and he and HERBIE had moved away from Karla. This was not becuase she no longer craved their cocks; she doubted such a thing would ever occur. Nor was it becuase Reed was spent; he had become hard again immidiately (Moonstone idly wondered if this astonishing ability was natural or the result of one of Reed's inventions). No, it was becuase Reed had produced an astonishing amount of cum, and Karla had resolved to taste it.

And so she was laying on the lab floor, naked, flushed, and sweaty, frantically scooping cum out of her dripping slit and devouring it when Johnny, Ben, and Wyatt entered the lab. The contrast between knowing that in her own world she would be humiliated at being seen like this and her current nonchalance was suprisingly thrilling. So was the fact that all three men were clearly aroused by the sight, but not in the least taken aback.

Karla was about to demand that they pile on and fuck her brains out, until she realized that Johnny was holding a great big wad of cash, and remembered that, in this world, her sex life would be business as well as pleasure. She wasn't just a slut satisfying her craving, she was prostitute, offering a service.

"So, boys," she purred. "Do you want to take me together, or would you like to take turns?"

(Originally posted on the Superstories Addventure by Fanfic Fetishist)