Sue Storm Bends Down - And Feels Someone Grab Her Pussy

It was an innocent, thoughtless action. The naked heroine bent double, her hand grabbed the bar of soap—and why was there a bar of soap in there instead of some liquid bodywash, Sue Storm would only ask herself later—utterly unaware of the image she was presenting. The way her ass and legs framed her labia. Two children had not darkened or stretched those pink lips, and as Nissa saw the proffered puss, she came to exactly the wrong conclusion about Sue's intentions.

So she acted on it.

Even as Sue's hands closed on the pale yellow bar of Ivory soap, a slim dark hand clamped over her muff. The two inner fingers squeezed into Sue's tunnel, and instinctively, the Invisible Woman clamped her muscles tight around the intruder. Yet it did nothing to dissuade Nissa. If anything, it seemed to turn her on.

"Damn, you're tight," Nissa said. She moved swiftly, her left hand now on Sue's thigh, headed toward the blonde's clit. "Doesn't that husband of yours fuck this sweet pussy? Or is that why you're here?"

Sue Storm was too shocked to respond. This was happening. Really happening. She was being molested—

Am I? Sue's thoughts raced. Obviously, the touch is unwanted, but maybe this is a misunderstanding.

"Nissa," Sue said firmly. "I'm straight."

The small dark woman's left hand found Sue's clit.

"So is spaghetti until it's wet," the stripper said. "You're just naked, in a shower, getting fingered by another woman. Completely heterosexual behavior."

"Nissa, I mean it," Sue said as she straightened up, soap in hand. Cursing herself. She could have just used an invisible **** field to pick it up and avoided this whole situation.

"Or what?" Nissa pushed her fingers in deeper. "Come on. You wanted this. Just let me get you off. You want it, I want it, you're paying for it—I thought you'd chickened out, but then you just bent over and shoved that pussy in my face—"

"I didn't—" Sue argued. Then she shook her head. "Seriously. Stop right now. Or I'll stop you."

Nissa paused. Something in Sue Storm's tone brooked no argument. The heroine felt the other woman's confidence waver for a moment.