Nairobi Sees Sue Storm As A Sugar Mommy

"Oh, sugar," Nairobi said as she accepted the new smartphone. "I love it!"

Sue Storm wasn't sure what the street value of the new StarkTech phone was. A thousand? Two? Yet it was worth it to see Nairobi's dazzling smile. The young woman had mentioned last time how old and out of date her phone was, the screen cracked. For the Invisible Woman, such a gift was only natural for a friend.

Nairobi didn't see it like that.

"I'm going to give you some extra service today, sweetness," Nairobi said.

After so many sessions, Sue finally found herself comfortable being nude around the other woman. She was definitely always looking forward to their sessions. The way Nairobi knew where all the knots were in her muscles. And, of course, there was the happy ending. If Reed only knew...

But then, what business is it of his? Sue thought to herself as she lay on her stomach, legs spread, as a well-oiled hand gently squeezed her pussy. It's no different than when I go to the gynaecologist, is it?

Yet even as she repeated Dr. Stone's arguments in her mind, Sue knew they felt oddly hollow, artificial. Excuses for bad behavior. This was going far beyond just the occasional happy ending. Yet why did that thrill her? Why did the thought that this went beyond mere health and professional relationship make it hotter?

Two fingers squelched inside the Invisible Woman's pussy. Then she felt an oil-slick thumb run down the crack of her ass...and stop on her anus.

The blue eyes opened as the thumb pressed slowly and insistently.

"Uh...Nairobi..." Sue said. "I'm not paying for that!"

"Ssssh," the young masseuse hushed, as her thumb gently pushed against the tiny sphincter. "Just relax. You're carrying a lot of stress back here, honey."

It was a hard enough life, being a young woman of color in New York. Trying to go to school and make ends meet. She couldn't afford for Sue to suddenly lose interest, and shower her money and gifts on someone else.

When the universe drops a rich white MILF in your lap, you don't look a sugar mama in the mouth, Nairobi thought to herself, as her thumb slipped inside, instantly gripped by the tight sphincter. Nairobi didn't try to push it. She let Sue get used to it, as her fingers stirred and rubbed Sue's slit. Slowly, the Invisible Woman eased, the tension drained from the muscles in her shoulder and back.

"We won't go farther than you want to go," Nairobi promised, dollar signs in her eyes. "But I want you to know that as generous as you are with me, I can be generous too..."

Nairobi brushed the blonde hair away from Sue's neck and, with one arm extended and playing with the white woman's pussy and ass, bent down to lay a kiss on the nape of her neck. A kiss so soft, so intimate, that it sent an erotic thrill through Sue Storm's body beyond anything she had experienced so far.