Sue Storm Comes If Dr. Stone Gives Her Permission

It was a measure of Sue Storm's trust and desperation that she began to rub her crotched against Dr. Stone's knee. Despite the weeks of therapy, the Invisible Woman still wasn't comfortable with this—intimacy. Ever since she had begun seeing Dr. Stone, Sue had felt her internal life slowly flipped upside down. What she had thought of her marriage and her sexuality seemed upended. It had been a journey of discovery, and her cheeks flushed with both arousal and embarrassment as she moved her hips.

The ice cube trailed down Sue's neck, to her cleavage. Dr. Stone's hot mouth found Sue's ear, her tongue invaded. The Invisible Woman felt her body respond. Sue's breathing quickened, her back arched against the chair. She let herself moan as Dr. Stone's hand slipped into her shirt, guiding the rapidly-melting ice cub onto her nipple. The heroine's pussy pressed against Dr. Stone's hard kneew, and the smell of the psychiatrist's lavender-scented champoo filled her nostrils.

"You're a good girl, Sue," Dr. Stone whispered softly. Her fingers teasing the hard, wet nipple as the ice cube disintegrated. "A good girl all your life. A perfect wife, mother, heroine. You deserve a little reward. That's your problem."

Dr. Stone's hand completely engulfed Sue's breast now. The doctor squeezed it softly, but with the hint of strength, the point of her nails suggesting potential pain.

"You don't feel like you deserve it. You need permission. You need to be told you're a good girl that deserves to cum her little brains out."

The voice was husky, and Sue continued to hump the doctor's leg, like a bitch in heat. The heroine's eyes were closed. She couldn't see the light that glowed from Dr. Stone's eyes.

"But I'm telling you, right here, right now. You can cum. I want you to cum. Cum for me."

Sue Storm's hands gripped the chair arms. Her feet curled around, ankles braced against the front legs as her whole body arched, rubbing her cunt with furious, pathetic need as Dr. Stone squeezed her tit.

"Cum for me!" Dr. Stone ordered.

A strangled gasp escaped Sue Storm's mouth. Her eyes rolled in her head. An electric heat spread from her crotch, up through her body. Muscles contracting so hard that she quivered in place. The moment held on for an impossiblely long heartbeat. Then, with a panting sigh, she relaxed.

"Good girl," Dr. Stone said with a smile. "I think this will be a regular part of our sessions from now on."