V is for...

Later...Negative Zone

“You are, as the human's say 'barking up the wrong tree' Dorrek!” The Vigil of Vontsalvant barked. He was annoyed at the presence of this supposed ruler of the Skrulls. Like many before him, this green alien came to this planet seeking the The Crystals of Vontsalvant. The crystals were a vast source of power and where once abundant on Vontsalvant. Their constant use as a power source dwindled the supply. While the extent and nature of their power is not defined, for Annihilus to be interested in one it must be more powerful than his own cosmic control rod (whose destructive power is equivalent to 10 megatons of TNT)

Just like all the others, this green “king” brought a fleet of warships intending to intimidate the Vigil. “I will tell you what I tell all who seek the crystals. There are no more save the one on this staff.” He held out his long staff with the pink crystal on the end. “It is not for sale, and cannot be won by intimidation Dorrek the Mighty!” He said the last word sarcastically, not believing this short, green elderly alien with a large gut had any might at all. “This last crystal is protected by the Zone Collective, and if you take it, they will come for you in full ****.”

“So you have said,” Dorrek nodded, “I am not here for any confrontation of ****, merely seeking answers to rumors.” Dorrek knew the true supply and the Vigil's stock-pile is not common knowledge, the general population of the Negative Zone who are aware of Vontsalvant were led to believe there is only one, however, thanks to knowledge gained from the research of Richards, the truth was now known to at least some.

The Vigil reaffirmed his statement, “There are no more Dorrek!”

The small Skrull rubbed his spiked chin. “So I see,” he waved to his cadre of advisers and military forces and exited the large castle. “We will be on our way.”

Slightly later....Negative Zone

The petite Skrull female Jazinda waited for her liege in the large decompression chamber of the enormous battle ship. She was worried. The team was late. Susan, against Jazinda's advice and against the advice of her advisers had once again gone out on a mission with her team, the Skrull Kill Krew. Susan had named them that not in honor of the human team that killed Skrulls on Earth, but to spite them. Dorrek's fleet had returned hours ago from Vontsalvant. Sue's team had not responded in a while, nor reported from their mission.

Jaz felt relief when she saw the red-light blink above the chamber door. Peering inside she saw five forms. She paced and waited for several minutes, until the door opened with a hiss.

“Thank the Gods you are alright Susan,” Jazinda held her hand to her heart.

The Invisible Woman shrugged, “I am more than capable of handling my own.” She had on her purple and black outfit she wore for missions. It was similar to her Fantastic Four outfit, except the colors and the large green spire surrounded by a white circle in the middle of her chest. In her hand was a sack. It was filled with the crystals. Her team, had entered the castle with the use of Susan's powers, and an additional help from a computerized wristbands, that made them imperceptible to radar and other means of detection. Again, the information gleaned from the Baxter Building proved invaluable. Even the supposed location of the stock-pile turned out to be true. With this source of energy, the Negative Zone bridge could be powered for a hundred years or more. Further, the fleets of ships could be enhanced.

Her teammate, Paibok the power skrull, a former enemy nodded in agreement, “You should see her in battle Jazinda, it is the enemy of the Skrull that should worry.” Initially he had not been trusting of Susan, and her place here, but after numerous missions where she displayed tremendous strength and ability she had won him over. Those attributes, and some others, he thought staring at her ass in the tight purple costume. He had to admit he envied Dorrek for snagging such an attractive and powerful human.

Susan called over a Skrull medic. “See that Paibok, Apox and Criti Noll are not injured.” She pointed to Titannus, “he needs bandages, he was wounded!” They were becoming Sue's own personal strike ****. Her own Skrull Fantastic Four. She was proud of their accomplishments and more than confident of their ability. No mission was too difficult for this powered **** of Skrull.

Titannus, the large Skrull waved her off, “I am fine mistress! It is nothing some Skrull brew cannot fix.”

With a hiss, another door across the hall opened. Jazinda saw the three women enter smiling, each with a the white circular and green spire patch over the middle of their chests.

“There are the boys,” Patricia Walker or Patsy, known as the Hellcat, held her arms open and ran over to Paibok, she jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply.

Apox walked over to Jessica Drew whose arms were open and they embraced. “We got it babe,” He told her, “Got the power crystals.”

Spider-woman grabbed his crotch, “I got all the power I need here big boy!”

Titannus greeted Thundara, his mate. He knew not to show such affection to this strong Amazon of a woman, there would be time for that later in the night.

Criti Noll, the only one without his mate kicked his feet.

Susan noted his anger. “Natasha Romanoff is on a mission Criti, otherwise you know she would be here!”

He understood, but the Skrull still wanted to get laid by his mate.

Jazinda watched the Skrull Kill Krew grope and kiss their mates, the Lady Liberators. She had aided in enticing them to be initiated. Susan and Jazinda had called them to the Zone to assist with freeing a primitive people of Arthrosians. This was all true, but it was more to garner more Skrull territory. The three had come and helped with no qualms, even if victory came because of the imperceptible intervention of the Skrull Kill Krew.

She had witnessed the “Awakening” of the Lady Liberators, and it hadn't gone perfectly. It wasn't Susan or Dorrek's fault. As they “descended” below the Might of Dorrek, it became apparent that six women, Sue, Jessica, Patsy, Natasha, Thundara, and herself were too many. The spurting of Dorrek's seed upon their faces was plentiful, but Thundara got agitated when she didn't receive as much as the others. A fight briefly ensued. If it wasn't for the Might of Dorrek satisfying them all, it would have gotten ugly. Under Sue's direction, they took turns in what humans called the doggy-style tradition or position, Jaz couldn't recall the name. Three were bent over awaiting impalement from Dorrek's Might, while three laid on the bed, with their legs spread allowing the others to enjoy their womanhood with their tongues. In time they worked up an orgasmic rhythm that lasted until the morning. It was difficult to all stay in the bed, so some slept at the feet of the bed, while others rested on the floor as the night went on, changing positions to service the Might of Dorrek.

Only Susan, of course, was allowed at his side the entire night, instructing each woman how to properly service a Skrull cock. Human women simply weren't ready for “Skrull size” as Sue put it. There was an old Earth saying “once you go black you never go back” that had some merit. Now, Susan taught the girls a new saying, “Once you get Skrull cocked, human penis is gonna get mocked”. This wasn't just as saying, it seemed more a rule. Skrull cock was always at least double the size of even the proudest humans.

After the commotion with the Lady Liberators/Avengers woman, it was decided by Susan the next day to keep “Awakenings” to two girls or less. Jazinda had to agree, as she watched Skrull women clean up cum and womanly juices from the floor and the bed. Simply too messy for that much pussy.

The lovely memory faded, and Jaz watched as Susan spoke to her team, “Then go enjoy the night off guys, you earned it.” The group walked away, towards the large bar set up on the ship, wishing she would join them, but they all knew she would not. She was working overtime on her plan. It was beginning to show, as she had bags under her eyes.

“You need to rest,” Jazinda told her as she walked with Sue towards the bridge of the ship. “We can get the crystals to Granok later.”

The consort of Dorrek would not be hindered by sleep now, there was too much to do. “Nonsense Jaz,” she assured her friend. She didn't admit how tired she was. This life of a Queen, or soon to be Queen was grueling. She didn't need sleep so much as sex. She was voracious now, needing sex regularly. Probably the new child growing in her stomach, she mused. The last child had her jumping off the walls with lust back in the Zoo.

Susan gripped the crystals. “V” is for Vontsalvant Crystal, she mused. They had all the power in the Negative Zone now. Damn, she was horny though. She needed release. She laughed to herself. Luckily, the Invisible Woman has a hot date tonight, she thought.

Later....A Lounge in New York City.....

Tony Stark came back with three drinks and three shots, and sat between the ladies. He handed the shot to Susan Storm-Richards who sat on his left in a tight blue dress, and another to Natasha Romanoff who sat on his right in a tight red dress that was the exact same as Susan's except for the color. Sue grabbed the small shot glass and took it down quickly. “I've never seen you like this Susan,” Tony watched her in her drunk state.

The woman held back a burp with her hand, and grabbed the Vodka tonic. “Clearly there is a lot about me you don't know Tony.” Her hand rested on his left thigh.

The man known as Iron Man couldn't believe his luck, or maybe it was the lack thereof. Natasha Romanoff, a woman he worked with for years, had earlier insisted on going out for drinks. “I'll bring a friend,” she had promised the playboy Stark. When he arrived at the club, he was dumbfounded when that friend turned out to be Susan Richards. The married woman was grinding on the dance-floor with Natasha. When they saw him, they ran up and got under his arms, making him look like the top stud in the place, with the two hottest women at the bar. Two of the hottest women in New York for that matter.

Susan and Natasha got drunk fast and quick, sharing drinks and jokes as they stared at Tony all night. Was this really happening he thought, as he sat with them now, in a VIP section. He felt Susan's weight as she lifted herself and plopped onto his lap. Natasha followed her friend and got on his other knee. Stark loved the looks of the men outside the velvet rope, like dogs who had lost their favorite bones.

“So,” Susan slurred, “Does this thing on your chest really work well?” She circled her finger over his shirt, feeling the arc reactor.

Tony nodded, “It keeps me alive!”

Sue looked over to Natasha, “So you won't have a heart attack if this happens,” she leaned over, and Natasha did as well. Their lips met and they kissed deeply on his lap. She felt something twitch by he right knee which was in the middle of his legs. “I think we know ONE part of you works well!”

Stark Tower....not too much later.....(he's good like that)

“Damn,” the rich womanizer groaned looking down at the blonde woman who was licking his shaft from his left side. The red-head was on his other side, her tongue moving in time with Susan's. “What had gotten into you?” Stark grunted out putting his hands on his face. Why was he doing this...with HER? She had come onto him so hard. She was so beautiful, and he had wanted her, and Natasha, but this was so unlike her.

“I like dick Tony,” Susan answered kissing his cockhead. “And I like to fuck, sorry if not everyone I know does,” she made a joke that everyone present understood. “I hear you like to fuck sluts Tony.” She looked at him directly in the eye, “I'm a SLUT Tony Stark, if ya can't tell.” She put her mouth over his cock and buried her head allowing herself to deep-throat his nine inch hard cock. Natasha watched, rolling Tony's balls in her hand.

“Unnnnnggh,” Tony's head fell back from the fantastic head he was getting. “What is happening,” he let out, still confused about all of this.

Susan picked her head up and wiped blonde locks from her face, “You're getting blown by two women,” she taunted and went back to suck on his tip, as Natasha moved to his balls. “Don't tell me you've never had two girls do this?”

Tony, ever the stud, answered in the affirmative. “Of course I have Susan.” He put his hands behind his head, resting on the silk pillows. “What makes you think I won't tell Reed,” he taunted her now. There was no way he would, he had gone to far, he just wanted to get a reaction out of her.

Susan looked back into his eyes, allowing Natasha to get a chance to start sucking Iron Man's dick. “Because the top bachelor in New York, the rich and handsome Tony Stark has probably had two girls suck his dick before.” She moved up so her head was inches from his, and lightly kissed his lips. “But he's never got his cock sucked or fucked as good as hes' about to!”

Tony smiled when Susan went back down to his cock. He couldn't tell which one was sucking, which one was licking, or which one was grabbing his nuts, but he simply did not care.

A few minutes later, Susan and Natasha were kissing, on the edge of the bed, as there asses swayed back and forth. Tony chose Susan first, and plunged his cock into her tight wet snatch. It seemed oddly loose, but he realized who she was married too. He humped her and held her waist while he pushed in and out. Her blonde head went down and into the bed. He was an expert at fucking women by now, and he wanted them to see his ability.

“OH FUCK TONY!” Sue moaned, her screams muffed by the dark red sheets. “FUCK ME HARD TONY!” She begged pushing her hips back against him, trying to get every inch of his cock inside her. He pulled out and moved over to Natasha's waving ass. “You're making me one of those little Iron Man groupie sluts I read about,” Sue cooed, fingering her pussy.

Stark's cock, coated with Sue's juices, easily slid into Natasha who moaned loudly, her head now going down into the bedsheets like Susan. It was as if they were trained to do this. He noted how loose Natasha felt, but thought about the rumors of her trysts. He had wanted these two for years and couldn't believe he was actually fucking them at the same time. He moved Sue's finger and began to rub her clitoris with his thumb to help her continue her fun.

“Face down ass up that's the way that Dorrek fucks!” Sue shouted.

Tony was too deep into this threesome to notice her words. He was slamming his cock into Natash who was growling incoherently into the sheets.“What?” He asked finally grasping she said something.

Sue's hand came up around his back, and trailed down to his asshole. “Nothing stud!” She reached around and rubbed his balls. “Just so you know, you can't cum in the Black Widow!”

“What?” Tony said looking over to Sue.

The Invisible Woman rolled onto her back and opened her legs wide, “Don't worry you can creampie me all you want!”

He knew he shouldn't but the invite was too much, he rolled off Natasha who groaned in anger, and then got between Sue's legs. He worked his cock up and down her slit and then pushed hard. Tony held her waist up and felt her legs wrap around his back. He leaned over her and began to pump hard and fast.

“FUCK ME TONY! MAKE ME YOUR SLUT!” She screamed, “CUM INSIDE ME!” She pulled him with her legs to her body, and felt his cock bottom out. “I'M CUMMING! I WANT IT SO BAD!” She cried over and over.

Natasha got behind Tony and reached down to his balls rolling them in her hands. “CUM IN HER! FILL THE WHORE UP!” She screamed at Tony.

“FUCCCK!” Tony Stark wanted to stop, but there was no way he could. He was too close, and the girls were pushing him to do it, he shot his load deep up inside Susan, the wife of his friend. Her body gripped his and she wouldn't let him go. She kissed him deeply, and they both embraced, letting each other catch breath.

Tony rolled off her and flopped down on the middle of the bed, exhausted. The girls moved up to his sides. Susan on his left and Romanoff on his right, they kissed his cheeks as they took turns rubbing his cock and his balls. Sue went down and cleaned his cock of cum and her own juices while Tony made out with Natasha.

Cum on her lips, Sue's head shot up. “OH MY GOD! CAN WE ALL DRIVE IN ONE OF YOU RACE CARS!” She looked up eagerly. “We'll blow you the whole time!”

Minutes later Tony was jetting down the highway, in convertible Rolls Royce. Natasha Romanoff was topless screaming at the top of her lungs as the wind whipped by her. They drove by Hammer Tech. Justin Hammer watched as he walked down the steps as the topless red-head whizzed by, and Tony gave him the finger. From his lap the head blonde that looked a lot like Susan Richards appeared with a trail of cum on her lips that dripped down to Tony's cock. She gave him a wink and stuck out her cum covered tongue!