Sue Watches The Porn. Just Once.

Sue Storm's heart fluttered. It wasn't that she never touched herself, but it was always a rushed, furtive thing, usually just before a rare visit with Reed, to make sure she was wet when her husband entered her. The idea of having a few hours all to herself, and porn to watch—it was irresistible.

"Just once," she whispered to herself as she slid the disc into the player.

She settled on the edge of the bed, pulling her pants and panties down as the menu came up. Scene selection. Extras. Setup. Play. Sue hit play.

Soft music began to play. A flashing montage of images. Parodies of the Fantastic Four. A transgender Mister Fantastic with an inhumanly long dildo stretched out. A bodybuilder in rocky orange body paint. CGI flames about a blonde young woman. And Mae Mifton, AKA Tess Tempest, at the center of it all. As logos played, Sue Storm's gaze became locked in. Her fingers found her clit without her mind consciously choosing to.

The Invisible Woman couldn't look away. Her breath quickened as Mae appeared on the screen, sitting on a couch. Behind her, a group of costumed heroes and villains. There were patterns shifting in the background. Spirals. Odd fractals. A part of Sue Storm's brain paid attention to them. Yet her focus was on Tess in her pornographic parody of her Fantastic Four uniform.

Tess smiled. Sue found herself smiling back.

The gangbang started slowly. Tess never looked away from the camera. Even when she opened her mouth wide to accept the first of many cocks, one blue eye held Sue Storm's. The Invisible Woman's fingers moved, faster and faster on her clit, her fingers moving in time with the pulsing beat of the soundtrack, faster now. Sue's heart hammered in her chest, excitement and anticipation rising and rising.

Gloved hands tore the crotch away from Tess's costume. Hard cocks lined up with eager holes. No foreplay, no need for it. She was wet and ready, pre-lubed. Sue gasped as the pricks plunged in. Two at once. Thick and hard. Her pussy spasmed in sympathy, her ass clenched. A strange flutter ran through her stomach as she imagined what it would feel like to be in her place, just once, just for a moment, to feel herself as a piece of meat crammed between two hot hunks.

Tess's eye seemed to speak to her. This could be you.

The Invisible Woman was going over the edge before she realized. The first cock pulled out, Tess's pussy leaking white jizz. Another immediately took the place. People were talking; there was a storyline, but Sue was focused on the fresh cock plugging the gaping cunt, pushing that jizz deeper into the mess pussy.

Sue's own pussy clenched and spasmed, an electric pulse that ripped through her body. Yet her fingers didn't stop. Her clit ached, her body outside her control. It lasted for hours.

Exactly three hours.

When the film ended, Tess Tempest was a gooey, cum-filled, cum-covered mess, breathing hard, twitching uncontrollably. She blew a little kiss at Sue.

Then the screen went black.

And Sue Storm heard the elevator open. Ben's booming voice. High-pitched squeals.

The Invisible Woman collapsed off the bed and crawled to the bathroom, unable to stand.