Sue Hesitates...Then Goes To Meet Anna In The Bathroom

The Invisible Woman stared into her wine. She had just come to terms with having a relationship with Nairobi. A lesbian relationship, outside of her marriage to Reed Richards. Now she had been propositioned—or well, offered—sex outside of either of those relationships.

Sue gnawed her lower lip.

Am I cheating on Reed, or Nairobi, or both? she thought to herself. Technically, I'm already cheating on Reed with Nairobi. And Nairobi and I haven't exactly discussed being monogamous with each other. She has other clients, after all.

Sue let the last sip of wine swirl. She thought of Anna. Who so wanted to show her appreciation. And, to herself, came to a strange realization:

The idea of cheating on Nairobi gave her almost as much of a tingle of excitement as cheating on Reed.

The Invisible Woman rubbed her ass against the edge of the chair. She had never imagined such a thought. Such a feeling, down between her legs. Yet now that she put the realization into words, she couldn't deny it. Maybe she had always been a cheating slut, deep in her heart. Or maybe it had been awakened by her therapy with Dr. Stone. Either way...Sue knew what her body wanted.

She stood up and downed the last drop of wine. Dropped some money on the table. Then she headed to the bathroom to get her reward for her heroics.

The stalls in the lesbian bar had handles welded to the walls. Something told Sue that they saw more than their fair share of action. She found herself gripping the handles as Anna peeled off the heroine's panties. The dark-skinned woman licked her lips...and she had come prepared.

Sue Storm had never used a dental dam before, or had one used on her. Yet as Anna rolled the thin piece of plastic across the heroine's pussy, she explained:

"Not that I don't trust you, it's just that, I, um. Well, I meet a lot of women. I get tested regularly. But just in case."

The Invisible Woman nodded.

"I appreciate that," she said, as the woman lowered her face to Sue's cunny and started to lick.

It wasn't quite like Nairobi. There was that barrier, so Sue didn't get as much sensation, as much heat. But it also meant that Anna could press harder with her tongue, her lips—and she knew what she was doing. While her mouth ran over and over Sue Storm's plastic-protected pussy, the one point of focus for the lesbian was Sue's clit. The supersensitive nub that became, for a hot few minutes in the bathroom of a lesbian bar in lower Manhattan, the center of Sue Storm's universe.

The sensations built inside of her. The heat, the flutter, the electric bliss each time that mouth pressed against her clitty. The emotional surge of delicious naughtiness as Sue realized neither of her sexual partners knew what their little slut was getting up to. The wanton act of pure sexual freedom seemed to supercharge Sue's libido so that her hips flexed, nearly humping Anna's face.

"Auhh...aaagh!" Sue barely bit back a moan as her thighs began to shake and shiver. Anna smiled as her lips closed on the plastic-wrapped bud and attacked it mercilessly. Pushing Sue Storm over the edge and making her pussy squeeze tight, a slow explosion spreading throughout the Invisible Woman's body, every muscle clutching at once in a moment of utter ecstasy that left silver stars exploding before her eyes.

Then the moment passed, and Sue was hanging off the bars, panting.

"Wow," she managed.

Anna peeled off the dental dam and smiled.

"And that's how I say thank you for saving me from that purse-snatcher!" she said, with a wicked grin.