Sue Storm Maintains Control (But Gets The Happy Ending Anyway)

Take charge, Sue, the Invisible Woman said. Don't let Nairobi be in control.

"I do want a happy ending," Sue Storm said, with as much confidence as she could muster. "And does the extra service involve your tongue in my cunt?"

The word sounded odd on the Sue Storm's tongue. She had hardly ever thought of it, much less said it. Even when she tried doing dirty talk with Reed, it had been difficuly to use a word other than "slit" or "pussy." She had tried "vagina" once, and it had been too clinical, even for her. Now...now "cunt" seemed just right.

Nairobi's dark eyes went wide. Some of her own confidence crumbled.

"Um. Yeah, I can...do that. Sure," she said.

Sue Storm smiled. She grabbed the young woman's shoulders. On impulse, the heroine leaned forward and kissed her again. This time, it was Sue's tongue that pushed into the other woman's mouth. Sue who was in control. Who set the pace. She was the customer, and she was going to get exactly what she was paying for.

Who tugged Nairobi's shoulders down, so that the young woman's mouth trailed kisses down the Invisible Woman's chest. Her trim, flat stomach. Until that hot mouth found the eager, dripping slit between the married woman's legs.

"That's it," Sue said, and clenched her buttocks and arched her back as though she could force her pussy into Nairobi's mouth. "Lick my cunt. Make me cum. And I'll give you a hell of a tip."

The only sound was the heavy breathing of Sue Storm's mouth. The wet, sloppy lapping of Nairobi's tongue. Sue found her body undulating, gently humping the masseuse's face.

This worked. Sue was in control. She could make this work.