Sue Shares More About Her Sex Life

"It's actually kind of refreshing," Sue Storm said, as Dr. Stone sipped her tea. "It's like we share the same secrets. Nobody is revealing who they are, and we can just...really relate to one another. I've really gotten fond of popping in at odd moments, although things really only heat up late at night, when they get back from patrol. It's not even all women, either! I had this fascinating conversation with a young gay hero, and was able to give him some advice about..."

Sue paused, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

"About?" Dr. Stone prompted, with a tight smile.

"Lovers with shapeshifting penises. How to handle things that got too big or too rough. Not that I've done a lot of anal, but Reed and I have tried a few things over the years. The key is lube and patience."

"I'm sure it is," Dr. Stone said. "And I think it's very healthy that you're able to build a community you trust in this way."

Sue nodded.

"So," Dr. Stone said, switching tactics. "Have you masturbated to any of the stories yet?"

MILFWOMAN: You didn't.

NOTTHATBLACKCAT: I did.

MILFWOMAN: How could you?

NOTTHATBLACKCAT: Okay, well it's important to understand that this wasn't THE Invisible Woman. It was during that whole Secret Invasion thing, this Skrull that had her powers and acted like her. They hadn't replaced me, but she was trying to get information out of me. We were all alone, and I was off my guard, because it was the Invisible Woman. I'd always admired her body, but she was married, had kids, there was never going to be any chance of anything happening between us. So she starts getting closer and closer to me. Brushing up against me. A hand, a breast, pressing a hip against mine, leaning in real close—and she was in that really sexy costume that she wore for that hot minute when she thought Mr. Fantastic was dead. I thought that was weird, but I wasn't complaining. If anything, I was getting excited, and she could tell. So she stares me in the eye, and all of a sudden I can't move. Utterly entranced. AND I FEEL HANDS ON MY COCK. Stroking me through my costume. She was right next to me, but she wasn't touching me, just standing there with that smug little smile, lips so perfectly kissible, and there are these invisible hands tugging at my dick, stroking me all over. Not hot, not cold, just a kind of mechanical tugging. Then I felt it.

CAPEDCOCKHOUND: What?

NOTTHATBLACKCAT: Suction. My costume pants were tenting something major, but not there was a tube around me. Using the pseudo-vacuum to make my dick swell. It was like one of those penis pumps. I was on my toes now, and her smile got nastier, her **** fields were pumping until my cock was absolutely painful, but she'd clamped an invisible ring around my balls—I couldn't cum, even though I desperately wanted to. At that point I must have been fairly hypnotized, because her eyes were these made swirling rings, and she started asking me questions...

"I...I've gotten a little hot and bothered at times," Sue Storm admitted. "I may have touched myself a little. I mean, we don't really tell stories to get each other off, but we do share anecdotes. Really spicy ones, from time to time."

"And what have you shared, Sue?" Dr. Stone asked. "What have you told them about your sex life? Your frustrations?"

THEUNREALMCCOY: What do you mean your husband won't eat you out?

NOTTHATBLACKCAT: I don't want to go all Sex and the City, but if you give him head he owes you head.

MILFWOMAN: He tries. Sometimes. On our anniversary. It's just never enough. He seems to think my pussy is calibrated for exactly two minutes and thirty seconds of cunnilingus and anything beyond that is...inefficient.

NOTTAHTBLACKCAT: In my country, that is grounds for divorce.

QUEENCUCKOO: Darling, you NEED to address this issue. That is unacceptable.

MILFWOMAN: I don't really know how to address the subject with him.

QUEENCUCKOO: All jokes aside, maybe you could get his attention? Crotchless panties send a message.

"...probably more than I should have," Sue admitted.

"Or," Dr. Stone said, and her glasses caught the light in that odd way which made them twin circles of fire. Sue slumped a little in the chair as the gravimetric pulse knocked her into a suggestible state. "Perhaps you need to share a little more."