Sue Storm Endures The Frottage Until Porkum Cums

The pink shaft rubbed against her thighs. Sue Storm could feel the filthy prick through the crotch of her costume as it scraped against her pussy. She shook, in the grips of a pheromonal cloud she couldn't resist. Her head swam, and pain and pleasure mingled as she struggled to maintain her **** field as Porkum humped it. Drove his swollen prick right through the hole she had opened, to frot against her pussy.

It's not cheating, the Invisible Woman told herself, as her body quivered. I can't help it, he has some power that's affecting me. I'm not cheating on my husband, I'm not. I just...I just can't resist...

Even as her vision swam, the words sounded hollow in Sue Storm's head. She gripped the wall, paralyzed, unable or unwilling to move away as the hot, soft shaft rubbed between her thighs. It was the closest thing to sex she'd had with another person in months. Her stiff nipples pressed against her sports bra, and even within the nearly skin-tight costume Sue thought she could make out the little stiff bumps.

Porkum certainly could. He grunted like a beast in heat, his dark eyes drank in her body, and missed no detail.

"Your husband's not here," the pig-man said. "Sure you don't want to have a little more fun? Why don't you take that costume off and we'll have a real party. Nobody needs to know."

"S-shut up!" Sue stammered. "Just...get it over with."

Wracked with guilt, pleasure, and pain, the heroine remained stubborn. She knew right from wrong. Porkum had gotten the drop on her while she was weak and unprepared, but Sue Storm wasn't going to give up yet. All she needed was an opening. A chance to escape, put some distance between herself and his mind-altering musk that filled her with such unnatural lust.

Which is why, with what little willpower she had left, Sue closed her thighs a little more. To squeeze that pink porcine pecker between her gams a little tighter. Feel that heat rub against her pussy, and her own pussy rub against the shaft. She heard Porkum's soft grunts grow louder as he responded to this added stimulation. His swollen testes rose and fell with each thrust, and the sheer **** of his hip-thrusts thuded against her invisible **** field with such **** that Sue almost felt his inhuman cock fucked her brain with each pelvis-pound.

"Faster, you bastard!" she whispered hoarsely. "Harder! Put your back into it!"

The encouragement drove Porkum on to new heights. He snorted loudly and redoubled his efforts. The friction of his cock's passage made Sue Storm's cunny burn. She quivered as she neared her own point of no return, the **** anticapation a knot of excitement in her stomach that grew and grew. Porkum was already there. Spittle flew from his mouth and he gave a long, high-pitched squeal as his regular thrusts attained a frantic, wild quality.

Something hot and wet spurted all over the Invisible Woman's crotch. A thick white cream, the smell even more intense than anything she had encountered before. It made her head swim and before she knew it she too gave out a little, unrepressed cry of pleasure.

Then Porkum fell backward. His mighty fuckmeat slid through the invisible hole in her shield and left a ring of jizz-scum to hang in mid air. He collapsed onto the mess of a bed, his cock limp and momentarily sated. For a moment, his head leaned back and he closed his eyes in pure bliss at his intense ejaculation.

Which was when Sue Storm was free to act.