Sue Storm/Namora

The Marlyn Monroe wig. White latex gloves that went up over the elbow. White latex high-heeled boots that came up over the knee. The one-piece latex costume with the cut-outs for her abs, and the breast window in the shape of a "4." The sexiest of all of Susan Storm's costumes.

Of course, what Alex had found is that she didn't quite have the cleavage to pull of the breast window, and her wider hips and ass had a tendency to swallow the one-piece, so that her jiggly buttocks were bare.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," Alex said to her reflection in the mirror. She ran her gloved hands down the front, to smooth wrinkles. "I don't look like a MILF with two kids, do I?"

There was a knock at the door. Alex turned and stepped forward warily. Her body felt more exposed in the latex than it had been when she wore only underwear, and the heels put odd pressure on her calves. She opened it carefully...and gasped.

Rory's hair was wet. So was the swimsuit. That lithe, tall, toned body was barely contained by the skimpy green scaled one-piece. High arched eyebrows had been drawn on Rory's forehead, little pointed ears poked out of the wet hair The little wings glued to her ankles were the piece de la resistance. They had worked so hard on getting those right, getting them to stay in place...

"Namora!" Alex said, as she remembered the script. In her mind, it was raining... "Oh God. I...I'm married..."

"A princess locked in a tower," Rory said, as she boldly stepped across the threshold. "I would make you a queen!"

"But..." Alex did not fight as Rory drew her into her embrace. Which is when the transparent strap-on poked "Namora" in the crotch.

"Imperius Rex!" "Namora" swore. "What witchcraft is this?"

"Sue Storm" smiled. "You are helpless before my powers, Atlantean!"

They fell onto the bed. Not for the first time, Alex was glad that they kept the plastic covers on the mattress. Rory was soaking wet, and from more than just stepping fresh from the shower.

"Is this the pussy that launched a thousand ships against the surface world!?" Alex said, as she pulled the bottom of the green swimsuit aside to reveal Rory's labia. The head of the transparent prick slid up and down the pink slit, so vivid against Rory's darker skin. "Slut of Atlantis! You dare to try and break up my marriage!?"

"No...please...have mercy..." "Namora" said, as Alex guided the tip into her hole. "It's so big...please...my power is nothing compared to yours..."

They had argued about this in the script. Rory had wanted the traditional scenario, Namora with her trident, the conquering Atlantean king. Yet Alex had wanted to flip the script. After all, Sue Storm was the more powerful of the two by far. And, perhaps more importantly, this way Alex got to top for a change.

The transparent cock slid into Rory's pussy, and "Namora's" chest heaved upwards as her breast arched. "Sue" smiled cruelly, a hint of Malice showing as she ran her latex gloves over the twin mounds that bulged in Rory's swimsuit. Slick and wet, Rory began to shiver with the cold as Alex began to move her hips, to slide that transparent cock in and out, and the base of the shaft pressed and rubbed against "Sue Storm's" own clit as she moved.

"Mutant slut!" Alex whispered as the heat began to build between them. Her eyes were focused on Rory's face. She loved to watch her lover's expression as she pushed and pulled the invisible cock in and out of her slutty slit. "Namora's" hands were thrown over her head, found and grabbed the metal bars that formed the headboard of the bed. Her hips gyrated to match Alex's rhythm of thrusts.

"Mercy! Mercy! You know my hybrid nature makes me mentally unstable...prone to mood swings..." Rory said.

"Which is why you need to be fucked more regularly!" Alex said, and huffed with exertion as she kept up the pace. "But enough of such foolish words. You are in my power. Take...this!"

The second transparent dildo was pre-lubed and waiting close at hand. "Sue Storm" grabbed it and brought it straight to "Namora's" lips. Nor did she stop until the transparent balls at the base banged against Rory's chin. Despite the fact that neither of them had much interest in men, fellatio-play was a turn-on for both of the lesbians. Alex's face hurt from the constant grin as she watched Rory's expression of ecstasy as she deep-throated the invisible cock.

Not something you would ever see in Marvel comics, not unless Greg Land was swiping images from porn stars again...but right here and now, it was almost an impossible turn-on for "Sue Storm" to see her "Namora" close to cumming while sucking on one invisible cock and being pounded by another.

Now, "Sue" wanted to send her lover over the edge.

"You wanted to conquer, but now you're conquered," Alex said. "This mouth is mine. This cunt is mine. And these tits...are mine!"

"Sue" grabbed the sides of the swimsuit and pulled them inward. To free the small, wet breasts, to watch them flop, nipples stiff, in time with the thrusts of the dildo. As "Namora" moaned around the transparent dildo, "Sue" stimulated those nipples. Rory's weak point...and as so many times before, the toned woman's body tensed, her eyes rolled into her head.

No comic artist ever captured the expression on "Namora's" face as she came. Hot wetness splashed against Alex's crotch as the quivering quim squirted hard. Rory's upper body convulsed, and lube shot out of her nostrils, quickly, Alex grabbed the dildo and pulled it out of her mouth, so that "Namora" gasped like a fish out of water.

"I-imperius...rex..." Rory managed as she panted.

"Sue" grinned. She pulled her transparent dildo out of the sloppy slit. Rory lay there, boneless, shivering, as Alex pulled it off of her costume.

The thong of the costume had crept up so that her labia hung out on either side of the thong-like crotch piece. "Sue" pulled it aside so that her own pale, wet slit was now visible.

"You're not getting away that easy, lover," Alex said. "You're going to finish me off with your mouth!"

Dumbly, Rory sat there while "Sue Storm" lowered her fat pussy and fatter ass down on her face. There were, probably, better characters to cosplay as...more appropriate to their body types, easier to fit into a roleplay scenario. Right now, as "Namora's" tongue explored "Sue Storm's" pussy, neither of them cared. They were having fun.

'nuff said.