Sue Storm Uses Her Oral Skills To Distract Reed

The Invisible Woman's pussy hurt. She watched the pierced labia regularly, and they had swollen and were sore the next several days. Out of necessity, she had switched to her padded underwear, which were gentler and put less pressure on the puffy mons. No one could tell in her civilian clothes or even her Fantastic Four costume.

But there was the problem of her husband.

Reed Richards was not the most amorous of men. That was, Sue Storm was intelligent enough to realize, part of why she had fallen so swiftly and completely into Porkum's clutches. Undersexed as she was before, the blonde heroine now felt the lack of sex—the lack of Porkum's cock—more acutely than ever.

Perhaps that was why she was so concerned Reed might find out about her pussy. It was bad enough that Sue had to spend two weeks without her regular dicking, but now she had physical evidence of her infidelity. While Sue could easily make the laces invisible, there was the worry about what would happen if Reed actually expected coitus.

Valentine's Day. Their anniversary. His birthday. Her birthday. Even Christmas wasn't off-limits. And those were only the traditional times they had sex. Sometimes he got it in his head to surprise her.

Head, Sue Storm realized. That's the answer! Reed can't fuck me if I keep his balls drained.

It was not a course of action that the Invisible Woman would have come up with in her rational mind. However, under the lingering corruption of Porkum's instilled behaviors and her awakened libido, it seemed to Sue Storm the proper course.

Thaat night, when she glided into Reed Richard's lab in a litle white negligee that her tits nearly popped out of with every step, he was shocked. When she sank down on her knees and pulled out his penis, he was amazed. Sue Storm was no stranger to fellatio, but neither was it something she normally participated in except as part of regular conjugal relations. This was all so...irregular.

"Don't think about it too much, dear," Sue said, batting her eyelashed as she stroked his stiffy with one hand and gently squeezed his testes with another. "I just want to show you how much I appreciate you..."

And she did. heeks hollowed out, head bopping, slurping and sucking with lewd noises unlike she had ever made during their past lovemaking sessions. Mr. Fantastic braced himself against a work table and stared with a mixture of rapture and alarm at the complete transformation that had taken over his wife's face. Her behavior, her evident sexual desire, the flush that came across her cheeks, the dilation of heer eyes, the way her dakr nipples stiffened in obvious arousal.

A suspicion was born in Reed Richards then. A seed of doubt that might, in time crystallize into action.

When at last he could restrain himself no more, Reed called out:

"Darling! I'm about to blow!"

He expected her to pull out and jerk him off, possibly into an invisible cup. She had done that a few times, to keep things nea and tidy. Early in their marriage, she had allowed him to ejaculate onto her chest or face, and never had she ooked more radiantly beautiful than with a pearl necklace on their honeymoon. On very rare occasions he had not warned her in time, and she had been forced to spit him out after he had expelled all he had inside her mouth.

Now, Sue Storm did not let go. Her lips were locked behind his glans, pumping his shaft squeezing every drop onto her tongue—and then, to his utter shock, she swallowed. Not with disgust, or even satisfaction, but with a wistful look in her eye as if she was not yet quite satisfied.

"We should do this again," she said.

"Next week?" he squeaked, not sure how to respond.

Sue laughed, and smiled a sticky smile.

"In an hour, silly. You can get it up again then, can't you?"

That was when Reed Richards knew there was something very wrong with his wife.