Sue Storm Masturbates Using Her Fingers

"Give me space," Sue Storm said.

Porkum stepped back.

Her weakened leg collapsed, and the heroine fell to one knee on the floor of the factory. Porkum stepped around. He was naked, his immense cock resting on the floor. A glittering jewel emanating a sickly yellow light hung about a golden chain on his throat. He leered at the defeated heroine, whose cracked helmet hung heavy on her head. Her torn, dissolving suit revealed more of and more of her lithe, fit body. She panted and leaned against a massive stainless steel vat, acutely aware that her crotch and breasts were exposed.

Sue Storm didn't even have to work to touch her pussy. The pale golden triangle of carefully-managed hair and the labia beneath were clearly visible. She kept the helmet on, cheeks burning in shame and, if she were honest, arousal as her gloved fingers rubbed along her slit.

I'm not wet, the Invisible Woman told herself. It's just the chemicals that dissolved my suit!

Yet her pussy felt slick beneath her gloved fingers. Porkum's leering gaze seemed to drink in her defeated state. The way her fingers rubbed, a little faster, a little harder. How her traitorous nipples poked holes out of her dissolving costume. Unmistakable signs of arousal.

Sue had closed her own eyes, trying to take herself away from where and when she was. She thought of Reed. Of her husband's cock. Stiff, proud, almost too big to take even before they went in that rocket ship. The air grew close in the confines of the helmet. The smell of Porkum's unwashed body, so animal and primal, became stronger and stronger.

Then she heard the grunt.

The Invisible Woman opened her eyes and saw that Porkum had taken himself in hand. His cock wasn't hard in the way a normal man's was, but it reared like a serpent, swollen and drooling. She watched his hand shuffle up along the impossible thickness. Reed could do something similar, but his actions had never been this rough, forceful, lewd...

"Yer gettin' close," Porkum growled, his small dark eyes like deep-set gems. "Spread your legs. Show me that precious cunt as you're about to cum!"

Obediently, Sue Storm spread her thighs. Aroused beyond anything normal. She realized his pheromones must be affecting her. Yet as her heart hammered against her breastbone, and her fingers rubbed faster and faster at her clit, the excitement building and building inside of her, all conscious thought briefly vanished.