After Reed and the Others Return

Sue Storm smiled as the children returned. She greeted the rest of the Fantastic Four with hugs and kisses as they came back from the interdimensional void. Slid back into her old life as if she had never been railed by Porkum's cock. There was no evidence, no outward indication of her infidelity.

Or her plans for future infidelity.

That was the strangest, most terrible part of it all to Sue Storm. How coldly rational she was as she went through the motions of life. It wasn't that Sue didn't love her family, her husband. She was still a hero. Still determined to save the world. Even Porkum wouldn't interfere with that part of her life...or perhaps that was how she rationalized it to herself at the time.

"I need to get fucked," Sue whispered to herself in the mirror, as she put on the black lipstick. "And Reed just isn't man enough to meet my needs anymore."

Reed was in his lab, the children were asleep. She had a few hours to herself. So she had made the call. Dressed in something black and slinky, the kind of tight-fitting dress that clung to hip and breast, accentuated her curves. The kind that would stiffen the prick of any normal man.

She hoped it would be enough for Porkum.

Invisibly, she left the building. Her communicator was at home. She was unavailable for emergencies, but she was also free. Sue's steps felt lighter as her heels clicks on the invisible path she made through the night, to where Porkum waited.

"Sex is a basic human need," Sue whispered to herself. "I'm not a nun. I deserve a chance to relieve some stress. To have a little fun. It's not like I'm betraying Reed emotionally. It's just a physical affair."

Perhaps if Sue repeated the lies to herself often enough, she would believe them.

Thd building was dark as she entered. Anticipation and nervousness warred inside of her stomach. She quivered with every step, and her nostrils flared as she first detected his scent. Slid down the stairs as fast as she could. Through the kitchen. The door to Porkum's lair was open, and the great obese mass of Porkum sat on the edge of his bed, his cock drooped over his massive balls. Sue smiled nervously, stepped delicately through the empty pizza boxes and Chinese food containers.

There was porn on the massive screen that covered the wall.

"Panties off," he barked, and Sue hurried to comply. Drew her black lace thong down her legs and stepped out of them. She offered them to him, draped between her outstretched hands. His scent was almost overpowering. It was like sticking her nose into a spent condom.

Porkum didn't even bother to look at her. His eyes were fixed on the screen. Thin blonde sluts with big, fake tits sucked off a hairy hedgehog of a man. Once, not too many weeks ago, Sue would have thought he had a big cock. Until Porkum had redefined what Sue Storm imagined a cock could be.

"On your knees," Porkum grunted. "Suck the sweat off my balls. Maybe if you do a good job, I'll plow that little pussy of yours."

Sue Storm should have taken umbrage at those remarks. There was no defraudium around. With a thought, she could have destroyed Porkum. Instead, one of the most powerful heroines in the world crawled on her knees amid the trash. She lifted the pink elephant's trunk of his prick with both hands, and felt her cunny pulse as a wet dribble dripped onto the floor.

Why does it turn me on so much to be treated like shit? Sue Storm wondered as she brought her mouth to that hot, pulsing ballsack. Her tongue ran up the wrinkled folds and tasted the salty sweat. The heat of it against her face made her mascara run. All the effort she had gone to in order to look sexy for Porkum, and his cock laid across her carefully-coifed hair, dribbled precum down her back onto her tight black dress.

She kissed his testicles hungrily. Brought up her hands to massage them. Listened to the moans through the speakers and did her best to match them.

At some point, the cock lifted up off her head. The sack tightened in her grab, even as she ran her tongue over the soft, sensitive underside.

"Alright, slut," Porkum rumbled. "Ride me."

Sue stood up. With one smooth motion, she pulled the dress up and over her head, and tossed it away. Naked except for her stockings and heels, two invisible pillars raised her from the ceiling, so that she stood astride him. The tip of his dick tickled her pussy, and their juices mingled together.

She also blocked his sight of the porn. He grunted and moved his upper body to see the screen better.

Sue didn't care. She dropped into a squat as she fed that delicious pink prick into her tight twat. A part of her determined to make him recognize her. Another, more insistent part simply wanted him in her. It wasn't like she was really cheating. More like she was using this dick to masturbate with.

And she did. Slowly at first. She took it as deep as he could, and bit her lip as she acclimated herself to that size. Then up and down. Her buttocks quivered as she rose and fell, sought to take that cock a little deeper each time, to stuff more and more of that sizable schlong inside her greedy cunt. The moans and sighs came from her lips easily. There was no need to hold back now. No one would hear. Not Reed, not her kids. It was just Porkum, who almost seemed disinterested in the carnal display of Sue Storm fucking herself senseless on his cock, building herself up to her first real orgasm in weeks...

Then the dark eyes flashed, and the piggy face burst into a grin. His eyes left the porn on the screen and he asked Sue Storm a question that changed everything.