Rocket and Sue Episode 5: Sue's Sticky Robot Problems.

Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman, prim and proper member of the Fantastic Four. Ahem, Rocket Raccoon knows better....

They fuck...sometimes.....

These are....

The Adventures of Rocket and Sue.....

Ones a beauty, the others a beast. But he talks, so its cool.

Episode 5: Susan's Sticky Robot Problems....(Rise of the INFLUENCER Part 3)...

Baxter Building....a few weeks after the last chapter (Do I need to keep doing that...)

Office of Susan Storm Richards, CEO of Future Foundation....

“Mrs. Richards,” a robotic but feminine voice from outside Sue's office called over the com.

Sue sat in her chair, tapping her pen on some documents related to charities. She had to catch up on work. She was stretching out in her green flowing dress, she kicked her feet up a bit, her shoes off and in the corner. It was late in the afternoon, and most people had taken off for the long three day weekend (Presidents Day BITCHES). The blonde hit the comm button. “What is it Roberta,” she answered her robot assistant.

“You have a visitor, he says its important, life or **** on a Galactic level.” Roberta spoke over the comm. Sue informed her assistant to bring him in.

Sue stood up and walked to the door, it opened and her blonde robotic assistant with the hovering lower body opened the door and Sue's shoulders dropped in disappointment when the smiling face of Rocket Raccoon came rushing in. He slammed the door behind him.

“Jesus Christ,” Sue crossed her arms and sighed, but with a lightening quick speed the little varmint hopped down on all fours and raced right under her dress. Sue's eyes shot open, as his fingers moved her white panties to the side. He was so fast he was unstoppable. The little vermin's rough sand paper tongue rolled over her pussy walls, and Sue gasped and fell back against her desk. .

From outside Roberta heard Sue moaning. “YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT!” She kept moaning, “UNNNNNN!”

Roberta still had papers for Susan to sign, and she had to by 5PM. Yet, she seemed busy. Really busy.

She was shouting. “DON'T STOP YOU LITTLE FUCKING RAT!”

Roberta was sure that Mrs. Richards was engaged in some sort of sexual activity. She didn't feel worry, or concern, she was a robot. She just wanted to ensure paperwork was done. She buzzed inside and asked if Susan could sign the papers so they could be scanned and emailed.

Sue responded. “YESSSS! YESSSS!”

Roberta moved her robotic form to the door, and opened it. Susan was laying back in her chair at her desk. Her face was red, and sweat dripped down her forehead. She was smiling at Roberta, “You don't know what its like to be eaten out Roberta,” Sue ran her hands through her hair. “I'm sorry.” Roberta's sensors picked up a licking and sloshing sound coming from under the desk.

Roberta placed the documents down, and Sue leaned over, her eyes fluttered. “OHHHH FUUCCCK!” She bit her lip. She smiled wider, and grabbed a pen. “He's a little fucking rodent, but DAMN he's got a tongue.”

“And a dick,” the voice of Rocket laughed, the sound of smacking lips could be heard. “Damn you always taste like key lime pie Barbie.”

Sue laughed. She didn't even know what that meant.

Roberta left the room, and scanned the documents. She emailed the charity, but five minutes later, she received another email about needing “initials” in certain places. The deadline was in ten minutes. Roberta buzzed Sue's office to inform her.

“She's a little busy...” Rocket was the one who responded. “Dick in her mouth and all.”

“ASSHOLE!” Sue shouted from the office. “Come in Roberta.” She called.

Roberta did as told. She brought the documents inside. If she could be surprised, she would have been. Sue was on her knees, a great big pink fleshy prick sliding in and out her mouth. Rocket was sitting on the edge of her desk giving Roberta a thumbs up. Sue was holding his furry legs.

“Sebt themb downb hereb,” Sue said the dick still in her mouth. She patted spot next to her.

The robot placed the docs down. “Sign here,” Roberta told her boss, the young heroine's mouth never left the cock and kept moving back and forth, but Sue's eyes were on the paper as she initialed the areas. Roberta pointed to another area, and Sue initialed. There were about five more initials to be done, and Sue kept pumping the cock in and out her mouth.

Roberta floated away with the documents. Sue stopped her before she left. The fleshy dick now being pumped by her hand. “Did you do the 2018 taxes for the Foundation yet?”

“OHHH FUCK BARBIE!” Rocket uttered and pulled Sue's face to his dick tip. With her eyes one Roberta, her tongue came out and licked the twisty end.

Roberta watched Rocket Raccoon cum right in the face of Sue Storm. Her boss didn't flinch as gray sperm covered her forehead and then her left cheek. The girls tongue kept flicking the spurting twisty fleshy end of the dick.

“I will tonight Mrs. Richards,” Roberta assured her.

Sue nodded, causing cum to hit her the top of her blonde hair. “We go to get that done. I'm not rushing though. Take your time.” Still looking at Roberta, Sue Richards mouth went over the pink dick tip, and sucked it in. Her throat began to move.

Roberta left the room, and went to her desk, she connected her power supply to a wall socket. Roberta set about doing the taxes for the Future Foundation, and each member of the Fantastic Four, as well as each charitable company the Foundation owned. What would take an army of accountants took Reed Richards robot all of six minutes. She needed Sue's signature on the business filing accounts and her own personal filing account with her husband Reed.

From inside the room, Sue was shouting “FUCK ME YOU RAT! YOU FUCKING LITTLE VERMIN! FUCK ME!”

Roberta didn't even ask this time. She went to the room. Sue was nude and spread out on the desk, holding onto the part facing the door. Rocket Raccoon was behind her standing on the rolling chair. He was diving his big cock in and out of Susan's pussy. Her hips were off the end of the desk. Her pussy was making sopping noises as the raccoon fucked it. He held her legs in his small paws, and her feet were bent back so they were smacking his ears. It looked like Rocket was trying to use her like a wheel barrel.

“I have tax forms to sign Mrs. Richards.” Roberta laid them next to the sweaty body of Susan Richards.

“OHHHH I'M CUMMMING!” Sue's head went down onto the desk. Her hands gripped the wood of the desk tightly.

“GRRRRRR!” Rocket growled, he pulled his dick out and pushed it between Sue's ass cheeks, literally fucking her crack.

Sue didn't lift her head. She picked up a pen and waved Roberta over. “Just put them under my pen.” Roberta did as he boss instructed and Sue just circled around.

As she 'signed' the tax forms, one after the other, Rocket let out a loud “AAAHHH SHIT!”

Cum shot onto the back of Sue's head, drenching her hair. The top of her head was already covered in cum, as well as Susan's face. Sue was smiling ear to ear looking back at Rocket as Roberta took the documents and left the room.

“Can she suck cock?” Rocket asked from behind the robot.

“She has no saliva numbnuts.” Sue shook her head. “It would hurt.”

Roberta closed the door behind her.

Ten minutes later, Rocket came out whistling, pulling up his pants. “Latah toots,” she shot her the finger guns with his paw and winked.

Roberta went in to tell Susan it was time for her to power down. She walked in to see Susan sitting at her desk legs up on the table, fully nude, covered in raccoon cum, dripping from her face, her tits, her hair, her open pussy. She was smoking a cigar.

“It's time to upload the work from today Susan,” Roberta told her. They did it overnight at 5PM, “to the mainframe, as well as all the video from today.”

Sue nodded. “It is. But not the last hour.” She smiled to Roberta. “Alpha Gamma Delta Zulu X-Ray.”

Roberta's mind went black. When she came back online Susan was in her dress, adjusting her belt. Her hair was matted badly. “I am unaware of the last hour of work Susan!”

“I know,” Sue laughed. “You didn't miss anything.”

They will return...in a minute....