Nissa Forces Sue's Face Into Her Pussy As The Other Strippers Watch

Nissa's hand grabbed the back of Sue Storm's head, her strong fingers wrapped in the wet blonde hair.

"Grab my legs!" she hissed. "Pretend you're eating me out!"

Then she gave out a loud, theatrical, pornstar moan—and Sue Storm understood what Nissa was doing. The other women entering the shower hadn't seen Sue's face. They didn't know it was the Invisible Woman buried with her face in the other woman's pussy. Sue grabbed Nissa's slick thighs and began to bob her head up and down, rubbing her nose against the other woman's taint, the muscular buttocks strong and springy against her cheeks.

Sue's tongue stayed in her mouth, but she couldn't stop her lips from playing over that labia. The hot, soft netherlips that were leaking against Sue's teeth.

Nissa kept moaning.

"Damn girl," one of the other women said. "Get a room!"

"Didn't know you went in for rugmunchers. Guess you couldn't get much dick once they pulled that brat out of your loose twat, could they cumbucket?"

The words were nasty, but tone was friendly, teasing. Both of the women laughed, and Nissa pushed back, rubbing her pussy harder against Sue's face. The Invisible Woman gripped the other woman's thighs harder, shivering not just from the steamy water, but from the fact that someone was watching her in this strange, erotic pantomime.

Is it really an act? Sue thought as she kept her head moving, trying to find a rhythm with Nissa's grinding. I mean, I'm really rubbing her pussy. Stimulating her. If this was me, then it would only be a few minutes until...

Nissa's moans grew softer, but more natural. Her thighs trembled in Sue's hand, and her grinding became more frantic. Soft little animal-noises escaped from Nissa's throat as she desperately ground her cunny against Sue's face, and the hot wet liquid dripping down from Sue's chin wasn't shower-water.

"Look at that hot bitch," one of the women said. "She hasn't had a date since her babydaddy fucked off...what six months ago?"

"Pfft. More like ten. Bastard didn't want anything to do with her once she hit the second trimester. Poor slut has been gagging for it. Glad she found someone to fill that needy hole. Wish I had someone to polish my clit that good."

A pang of guilt hit Sue Storm. She wasn't really eating Nissa out. But a part of her thought that...maybe...she should? After all, Nissa was already getting off using her face, would it really be that different if she just opening her mouth and used her tongue and lips to help get Nissa off?