The Frightful Four Trapped in the Zone Issue 6: The cosmic adventures of a married woman!!! PART 1 of 4

Cabana boy, the poor yellow K'choqtoc who was kind to Susan Storm-Wittman and her husband was sweeping the deck of the resort that led to the beach. He saw the rich white K'choqtoc bragging and high-fiving the other youths. It had gone from rumor to legend. Documented legend. Cabana boys rival had bedded Susan after the orgy. Alone. And he filmed it all.

In a strange cosmic poetic synchronicity, Susan Storm-Wittman walked up the boardwalk and waved at Cabana boy. She looked radiant in a tight purple top, purple skirt and flat heeled brown Mary Jane shoes with white socks. She looked young today. It wasn't long before Whitey and the others came over. Susan spoke to her new bestie friend Cabana. "I hear you guys get together before work?" She stated and said she was getting a coffee.

That is when Whitey, the rich punk broke the silence with a cocky smile. "You ever smoked Tarsuu fungi...we call em **** sticks."

The Invisible Woman shook her head. Cabana boy urged Sue not to try it, but he watched the girl sit as the others prepared a "stick". When it was Susan's turn she took a hit off the purple burning cigarette. Cabana watched Sue's eyes go red and she coughed. In seconds she was giggling.

Whitey sat next to the human beauty and whispered in her ear. The young blonde human laughed. Cabana wanted to stop this crazy train, and warn Susan, but before he could act, Sue was pulled by Whitey's sinewy digits towards and empty cabana a few yards away.

Minutes past. The group chatted but all wondered what was happening. Cabana asked. "What...what do you think they're..."

His words were cut off by a loud moan.

"OHHHH GODDDD...OH BABY...I'M EXPENDING....YOU'RE SOO GOOD." Susan's clear and very audible voice rose up in the morning sky from the cabana.

The boys wanted to see more, and so did a shameful Cabana. The poorer boys snuck over to the veiled cabana. A large TV blocked the view, but the boys saw their friends lower half. His pants were down, his twisting muscled ass moving. He had Sue's bare ass in his hands, her legs dangling behind the white aliens back. Her panties hung on her left shoe. It was the perfect angle to see a white Tarsuuian cock slicing and disappearing into a pink skinned human. The cock was dripping with Sue's cum..or EXPEL on this planet.

Cabana watched once again as his rival bedded the human Cabana had a crush on.

"GET AWAY FROM THERE INSOLENT CUBS!" A booming voice spoke from behind them. It was the morning high commander in control of the young staff at the resort. He was of the blue skinned K'choqtoc warrior caste. If yellow Tarsuuian were bigger than white, blues dwarfed them both. "That cabana is for the Neffig family the [inaudible untranslatable Neffig names].

The boys scattered, but Cabana K'choqtoc and another remainder with the commander sweeping the deck. The commander was about to open the Cabana's thick veil to apologize since he heard commotion. But he stopped in his tracks.

"Oh fuck...I'm expending again....OHHHH FUCK!" A feminine voice mewled from the cabana.

The commander laughed. He turned to Cabana yellow K'choqtoc and his coworker. "Get back to work...let them enjoy." No one corrected the morning commander about who occupied the cabana.

Yellow Cabana casually swept towards the small private cabana area to listen. He could hear clothes being put back on. He looked under the holo-television to see Susan pulling up her panties and the white K'choqtoc pulling up his slacks.

"You're going to be at my party babe," the cocky alien spoke.

Susan seemed apprehensive. "Maybe..." she sighed. "Are you gonna take me on your dad's Sun Sailor to the moon of Ollrig?"

"Of course babe," the cocky punk alien stated and then moved towards the door.

Yellow Cabana moved from the door. His rival came out zipping his fly. He put his twisting arm on Cabana's shoulder. "Gonna be a good day." He had a wide smile as he walked to his station.

Suddenly, Susan appeared next to him. "Do you wanna get a shock". It was the Tarsuuian version of coffee. Cabana walked with his crush and she asked what the "boys" were saying about her. They stood in line and the young blonde human grabbed the teen alien's arm, "do YOU think I'm a Zalbec?" She asked reffering to the term for low class low caste whore who fucks an "up caster" for position and wealth.

Cabana Yellow watched Sue order and wanted to warn her about the rich white punk. But he just walked with her. She seemed so different now, less confident. Before she left him she stopped, sipped her "shock" and asked a final question. "Does his dad REALLY have the planets biggest personal Sun Sailor?"

A sun sailor was a yacht, specifically designed to travel in Negative Zone with anti-energy solar panels as means to suck up negative energy from the nega-stars of the Zone. It was legit a yacht with an open deck that sailed in Negative Space. For the rich only. And sadly, it was true. Cabana's rival had the biggest anyone knew of. "Yes." He admitted.

He watched his human crush walk away talking about getting the "fiercest dress" to wear. Jealousy filled him as he watched his rivals "expel" roll down Sue's inner legs.

Across the beach stooda figure, on a dune, using very strong binoculars, dressed in an armored suit that would make iron man blush. The suit, orange in color looked strikingly similar to that of Lockdown himself but with noticeable differences. The face of the being was stern as it watched Susan from afar. The lone figure had watched the past days fireworks with intense interest.

Back at honeymoon suite....

Bentely Wittman tinkered with his new 3D camera devices. Capable of being placed on bodies and in any area without detection or anyone noticing. He had harvested Sue's abilities to make objects invisible at will.

It was then his wife stepped into the room. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his head. "I have an idea...." she said. "For all these bounty hunters coming for you...people gotta know." She looked at Bentley's eyes in a mirror. "Maybe we get out there and shake some trees." She kissed his head. "Just me and you darling."

Bentely Wittman stood up with authority and was upon Susan quickly, grabbing her wrist. It was rather aggressive. He looked her over. "Seems like you've been at work by yourself already." He lifted her skirt showing a fucked pussy, dripping the signature green and yellow sperm of a Tarsuu native. The rich one no doubt.

Susan blushed and smiled sort of nervously. "His dad knows who Dusk is...probably."

Wizard smiled at his wife accusingly. "I'll bet that's why you did it." He spun her around and bent her over the couch lifting her skirt. "What is it the boys call you?"

Susan let out a whimper when she felt a digit enter her asshole from behind. "A Zalbec." She felt the pressure of a cockhead at her asshole. No lube, but she was still excited. She was dripping the boys cum.

The Wizard pushed his cock into his wife's puckering rectum. He gripped her hips and fucked her ass slowly. "No doubt slang for a common whore?"

Susan Storm bit her lip as her new husband slid his cock slowly in her ass. She was being taken, and felt like it was a slight punishment, and she relished the entire experience. Susan nodded at his question.

"And does the punishment fit the crime so to speak," the Wizard stated pushing more dick into her ass and slowly easing it out. "Is that what you are....a common litttle whore."

The Invisible Woman nodded, rubbing her pussy, with swelling lips on the couch to scratch a new sexual itch building. His taunting was driving her wild.

"It seems specific to that young white arrogant Tarsuu boy, if I'm not mistaken." He now was building a rhythm fucking her ass.

Sue nodded and was moving all over the top of the couch, pressing her sex on the fabric. She was still biting her lip, quietly moaning and wincing in pain and pleasure.

"Say it," Bentley instructed sternly then spanked her ass. "Say it."

"I'm a little fucking whore," she mewled rubbing herself all over the couch, her juices and the Tarsuu boys cum coating the nice fabric. She gripped the cushions as her husband fucked her ass. "I'm a little fucking slut for that boy," she began letting go and letting loose. "I'm just a fuck hole for him." She was working herself to orgasm now, rubbing hers swollen clit and lips all over the couch as her ass was fucked. "My pussy is his here." She laughed. "Oh god," she moaned as she came, and couldn't stop laughing. It was sort of maniacal laughter, and she turned with an evil face. "You better hope..." she shook her head, "better hope that little shit doesn't get greedy," she squeezed her ass muscles and watched Wizard's face turn red and squint in pain. "Because this might be the last ass or pussy you get for a while Bentley Wittman."

Susan watched Bentley's eyes roll back. "Dear gods," he uttered. The Invisible Woman giggled as she felt her ass filled with the Wizard's cum. He's such a "cuck", she thought playfully.

The newlyweds ended up cuddling on the couch, which would need to be cleaned. They were nude now.

"Why am I such a little tramp for that bratty little shit head." Susan asked kissing her husband's hand. She could feel her husband's seed leaking from her ass, and the alien youth's cum poured from her pussy still.

Bentley was more than happy to explain. "You are in an estrus cycle." He looked at her well fucked pussy. "You're seeking out the most potent and virile of sperm." Susan tried to object but Bentley stopped her. "Your mind may not know it." He kissed her shoulder. "Your body is seeking out stronger DNA in a male." He explained that Tarsuu society is much older than Earth by millions of years. "Human DNA is weaker", he informed her. He rubbed her stomach. "Your seeking out a mate with resources and means. Its natural to prefer the rich young virile youth." He looked down to the yellow cum, thick and viscous bubbling from her. "His seed is very potent."

Susan shook her head. "I'm not trying to have kids with the kid." She laughed.

Wizard laughed and lifted her left leg, causing more sperm to fall from her gaping cunt. "You coulda fooled me."

Susan shook her head. "That's not my intention."

Bentley Wittman laughed, turning Sue's on joke on her. He lifted her leg and cum literally spat out her pussy. "Now who is confused about the definition of intention."

Sue elbowed him. "Enough smart guy." She joked. "We got another honeymoon crasher," Susan stated.

Wittman, showing his own awareness of their surroundings added. "The Lockdown wanna-be parked on the dune. He seems more restrained then the others."

Susan nodded, "Creeps been following us for days....thinks we don't know." Sue then laughed. "And HE is actually a SHE..." she showed even more situational awareness. "Lockdown don't have tits." She elbowed her husband. "Let's go shake some trees husband."

Hours later...Other side of Negative Zone...Planet Mantacora...Our Lady of Peace and Hope Hotel..

Taylos the trader moved quickly checking everything in the ornate suite he'd spent a months salary paying for. He kept checking his turban. The fat man from old Hyborea (yes on ancient Earth) made sure his under pits didn't smell. He again applied cologne once again, making his friends cough.

A tall thin, eyebrow-less dark haired Mantacoran laughed as he placed his Sabacc hand down on the table. "You act like you're entertaining the Walking Goddess herself."

The middle eastern overweight information trader huffed at his friend. "And if I am?"

Another Manatacoran barked out a laugh. "Yeah...the lady of peace and hope...here...in this hotel...staying with you!" The table of three men laughed.

Taylos growled in annoyance. These fools needed to leave. "Out with you!" He shouted and began to shoo them off the table and towards the door. As he opened the door to kick his friends out, a being in a large brown hood, cape tunic and cowl was standing at the door.

The Mantacoran men stood for a moment waiting, and the being removed its hoodie...or...ahem...her hoodie. The men gazed upon the beautiful face they knew so well.

"Our lady of Peace, Hope and Grace!" One of Taylos's friends shouted at seeing the visage of Susan Storm-Richards. They knew her well. The 'Four' had saved this planet. Here the FOUR were worshipped now. So the man knelt and shouted at his friends. "Kneel before the presence of the pristine and untouchable Susan Storm-Richards!"

The others began to kneel, but Susan laughed and stopped them. "That's not necessary," she said, and removed her tunic displaying a beautiful sundress with a floral patteen. The Mantacoran men got an eyeful of their goddess in real form, complete with a very real rack of large breasts that made the men blush as blood ran down to their groins.

She walked past them, lightining up as she saw the fat middle-eastern man Taylos who was nervously adjusting his white turban. "Further, drop the Richards part...add Wittman," Susan joked and put her hands around Taylos's sweaty neck. "I'm not that pristine and untouchable," she laughed. "Hi baby," Susan said to Taylos softyl in a warm and very familiar way.

The Mantacoran men gasped when Susan placed her lips on Taylos's mouth and they gazed upon their goddess kiss the fat sleazy information and arms dealer. A kiss of passion turned to obscenity soon, tongues moving in and out heads turning. The kiss finally stopped. Susan, still with her arm around short mans neck. "Are your friends joining us for brunch?" Sue asked since it was early in the day.

Taylos laughed. "They were just leaving"

But the Mantacoran men were dumbstruck. One of them asked. "How do you know the trader Taylos?"

The more reverent Mantacoran slapped his back. "Insolent dog," he barked. "You do not engage Our Lady of Virtue."

Susan laughed. "There is no need for that." She insisted they stop. "And I'm not that virtuous". She chuckled and she sucked on Taylos's ear and reached a hand down into his purple slacks, causing the fat man to groan and his eyes to roll. "Taylos and I go WAAAY back," she answered the 'insolent dog's' question, her hand moving inside Taylos's silk pants. "He helped me find my husband...ahem...EX husband." She then kissed the fat man's cheek. "We saw each other again in the Construct Prison." Her hand came out of his pants and she kissed his cheek and patted his belly. "You helped the Frightful Four find the identity of that bogus Spiderman who was in thr Simulation prison."

Taylos nodded. "Miquel O'Hara...he claimed to be from the future." He looked Susan up and down. "I'm always willing to help the Frightful Four."

Susan laughed. Sue tapped her fingers on his stomach. "That's cause you get paid in pussy baby." Susan turned to a stunned group of males who couldn't reconcile this being their savior goddess from the FOUR. "Its been nice, but I haven't seen my boyfriend in over a month." She then pulled Taylos inside and closed the door.

Mantacoran men shook their heads and grabbed their crotches. In disbelief and envy of their chunky friend.

Susan walked into the large suite like room. All buildings were essentially clay or rock on this planet. There was technology but it was limited. The room was all sating and silk covers, pillows and places to lay. Sue walked around awe struck by how comfy it all looked. She grabbed a flower and smelled it. "All this for me?"

Taylos wore his nerves on his sleeve. "I wanted the best for you..." he stuttered. "I know you said you needed information from me."

Susan ran a finger on the table seductively. "I said I wanted to SEE you...AND..." she emphasized the word and then said it again, "AND I needed information." She became annoyed at the merchants accusing eyes. "What gives?" She asked crossing her arms over her ample chest.

The fat information trader looked at her up and down. "When Susan Storm-Richards calls and tells me she was my little RAYNE-DROP in the Simulation you have to understand I get scared. It's my business to be distrusting." He was referring to her alter ego in the Simulation and his pet name for her.

He had not known she was actually Susan Storm-Richards. Rayne Ravencroft and Taylos spent a lot of quality time together in the Construct, and not just for information, when she fought with the Maniacal Magician, aka the Wizard, Rayne would come and spend time with Taylos. Even occupy and share his bed.

Susan understood his apprehension. His hesitation. It was odd. All of it. Yet, in the Simulation Taylos among all had been compassionate to the confused Rayne, especially when she doubted who she was...which was often. Yes, he was a fat sweaty, sort of weaselly little scoundrel. But Sue grew affectionate towards him. That carried over into the real world. How could it not.

Susan sighed. "What if I remind you of something only the two of us would know." She watched him nod. "Remember that abandoned warehouse we found on Krysok II, running from those spider robot things."

Taylos laughed. "It was the Moon of Krysok III...and they were destroyer drones."

"From Shadow City," Sue nodded. "And I made you fuck me right then and there...do you recall what I said to you?" She shot him a glance.

The crafty trader turned the tables. "Do YOU recall what you said?" He watched her.

She moved to him, and out her arms around his shoulders, pressing her chest to his own chest. He was looking up at her then. "I told you to cum inside me because..."

"They won't lock a pregnant bitch up in Bedlam." They said simultaneously confirming her identity.

Sue kissed his lips. "In that moment you were close to knocking up the Invisible Woman." She laughed. "I wasn't going back to Bedlam Purgatorium for the nutballs." Susan kissed the short fat man in the white turban deeply. She used her powers to literally move him into a sest behind him. He struggled but she had him down, and was pulling his silk white arabian pants down with an invisible projection. His fat cock flopped out into the air. "I think we just need to get reacquainted first," she said softly and grabbed his cock.

Taylos grunted as her hands gripped his cock. He simply couldn't believe any of this was true, but here he was, getting sexually manhandled by Susan Storm.

The gorgeous blonde lifted the skirt of her sundress revealing a shaved pantyless cunt. The swollen lips were slick and dripping down her leg. Susan shot her head from her pussy to his eyes. "I'm sorry," she blushed, "I've missed you a lot and I've been thinking about tonight a lot," she rubbed his hair. "Don't get mad if I like...cum real fast." She said and rolled her hands to accentuate.

Taylos looked into her blue eyes. He had been thinking the exact same and felt the exact same. "Please grant me a similar respect." He was speaking a little more. "Please don't get mad if I.....oh gods."

Susan stopped his words by sinking her pussy onto his fat cock. She took and inch in and then slid up. Slid down another inch, her wet pussy squishing as she fucked him. They looked at each other with abject lust. Sue's mouth open in a half pained face with long breaths during each thrust. He was thick. Thicker than her past few lovers. Not as long. She pulled her top down and pushed his head to her hard right nipple. The sleazy fat trader eagerly sucked on her huge tit.

Taylos was in a heaven even the bible could do no justice to. Here was the lovely Sue Storm fucking his cock and forcing him to lick and play with her legendary tits. He moaned into her tit when he felt her pussy crush his dick in pulses and coat his dick with lady honey. "I'm cumming baby." She cooed in his ear.

Taylos was there as well and expected her to stand up, as his balls tightened. Instead, she sank down, burying his cock in her spasming pussy. He grabbed her tones white ass and exploded not caring who cared. He'd fight Reed Richards if he had to. All the Fantastic Four. He didn't care. He had to cum. "Fuck," Sue moaned. "I'm cumming again...I'm cumming again." She said as he pushed his exploding cock deeper up.

The two then kissed. Both still cumming almost violently together.

An hour later, Taylos was much more relaxed, and receiving a nice hard shoulder massage from Susam Storm as he sat in the warm waters of the suite's rock hot tub, carved in the side of the wall. A contrast to the old world feel of the room, was the holotv which got plenty of channels from numerous large planets and Empires. They watched the news about Shadow City. Susan rubbed the fat traders large shoulders. Her legs at his side, her pussy on his back. Shs kissed his shoulder and ate a strawberry like fruit which she dipped in cream. "Remember that resort on Argos," Susan stated. "With all that delicious honey. That fucking bug honey." She laughed munching on fruit. "I think I sucked every flavor off your cock," she joked. The Invisible Woman reached around to grip his half hard cock. He seemed ashamed, but it had only been a half hour. "We have all night," she assured him.

Taylos wanted more wine. He stood up and left to move towards the kitchen. He reached for his bag and pulled out powder. He poured some purple powder on his hand and sniffed. Behind him, Susan was rooting through the fruit.

"What's that?" She asked causing Taylos to jump.

Taylos was taken by surprise that Susan followed. He wiped the dust from his nose. He stammered with his words. It was a **** from the planet in Arthrosian space. A by product of sand worms. It was called the "Spike", because it was like a shot to the cock. "Just a fun....just a..." he was already sweating. As his eyes took in Susan's nude form, dripping with water, his cock moved.

This did not go unnoticed by Susan. Her eyes watched his dick move again. She pushed the fat sleazy trader aside and grabbed the bag. "Is this shit Viagra?"

Suddenly Taylos felt shame, though he knew not what Viagra does. His cock began to push up just from Sue's touch.

Susan laughed ans surprised him. "Let's have you snort this shit off my tits." She grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bathing area.

Minutes later, Taylos looked down at the purple line of dust on Susan's white creamy ass. His dick already rock hard, he took a moment to stare at Susan's perfect ass and pussy from her bent over position in the tub.

Meanwhile, Susan rubbed her gums with the purple dust that coated her hanging breasts. She wondered if it worked anything on women, but her train of thought was broken by a fat cocm pushing into her pussy from behind. "Hhhuuuuunnnnhhhh," she moaned with a wide smile. She turned her head back towards Taylos. "Your using that whole bag baby."

Taylos fucked her hard, causing her tits to swing. The **** known as Spike was a little dangerous. It was like Viagra times 50 for an average human. That's all Taylos was, a fat short human. The amount he sniffed off of Susan's breasts and ass was more than three doses. It sent him in sort of a sexual rage. He began ramming his cock hard and fast. Growling and snarling as his need to cum grew.

The hard fucking sent The Invisible Woman wild. Susan's pussy was in a constant state of climax. "Oh fuuuuuuck....oh fuuuuuck." She squeeled. He was fucking her senseless. Water splashed this way and that. She was shocked when he pulled her stomach up and had her sitting on her knees, his hands groping her breasts, pawing at them. "Oh god Taylos...oh my god...what are you doing to me," she moaned getting humped harder and harder.

"Turn around," Taylos instructed with vigor. She did as told and the short fat middle eastern man lifted her up, so that her legs were around his waist. They kissed passionately as he walked them out the bath area and into the laying areas. With plush blankets and cushions on the ground. He threw her down and was suddenly upon her, grabbing her legs and placing them on his shoulders. He pushed down onto her, and moved his fat cock to her pussy. His intensity didn't wane, and he fucked her hard, putting her feet above her head as he slammed into her.

Susan was rolling in and out of consciousness with each mind blowing orgasm. She was mumbling incoherently. Suddenly he flopped on his back.

"Get on top," the formerly meek trader barked. His cock standing straight up.

An exhausted Susan Storm, spent from countless orgasms crawled over him. Her pussy dripped from the now gaping hole. She turned to face away so he could see her ass. And he could see his dick slide in and out. Susan sank down slowly, twirling her hips so her pussy literally screwed itself on his cock. Then she slowly moved up. She did the same screwing motion again, and when she hit his stomach with her ass, she rolled her hips around so her pussy moved all over his cock. If he wanted good pussy, Susan was going to give him the best.

Taylos watched her ass and her pussy move on his cock. He gripped her hips and speared up. Only a half inch remained outside her pussy as be grunted in delight. He got a vision of his cum dribble out her pussy and down his shaft.

He wasn't the only one. From a camera the size of a flea placed on Taylos's turban by Susan, Bentley Wittman watched from a ship in orbit as the fat information trader came inside his new wife. Bentley's own cock had already erupted from his hand. Shame, envy, jealousy and excitement filled his heart. He looked at his still hard cock. It wanted more. He wanted more. "What has that woman done to me," he laughed looking at his wedding ring.

An hour later

It was early afternoon, and Taylos had a client. He hosted a group of Kree criminals looking for a safe haven in the Zone. Taylos had names and places to look, where they could get passports, licenses, and new identities. He had contacts all over the zone, even after being trapped in the Construct. Hell, he had more now. Over 340 real prisoners, comprising aliens, humanoids, heroes, villains and everyone in the middle, had been placed in the prison Simulation for Lockdown and Shadow City to train.

The Kree captain was insisting on a glass of ale. But Taylos refused. "What have you here that is so important," the tall Kree wondered. He ventured towards the sleeping area in the back.

Suddenly, a blonde in a sheer white nightie walked out yawning and stretching. Her large breasts and dark nipples clear as day. "Come back to bed baby," the girl yawned. "I wanna nap more." She walked over to the food cold box and grabbed water.

The Kree men were leering and lingering. Most of them instantly knew it was Susan Storm. Some had fought with her. Grumblings of disbelief grew amongst the Kree men. How could SHE...be here...with this fat bobble trader.

Taylos was annoyed and told them to leave.

The Kree captain walked towards the door. "You are sure what we look for is at the Ma’Os Spires."

Taylos nodded and bid them farwell. But Susan, still yawning added. "Ma’Os Spires are a region of Negative Space not just a planet or a place."

The men looked at each other not sure how to respond to such obvious and well known knowledge here in the Zone. They just laughed. Was Susan always such a ditz?

Sue grabbed Taylos's hand, and walked with him holding hands back to the sleeping room. She laid next to him and sighed. "I always come off as some airhead to your clients". She hated that. She rested her head on the fat arabs stomach, still holding his hand as she began drifting off to a nice midday nap. Before falling asleep she gave Taylos some unique information whispered in his ear. His eyes popped open. Unbelievable and impossible.

"Are you serious?" The fat nervous man asked.

Susan nodded in a dream like trance and smiled. She kissed his cheek. "It can be you if you want."

Fantastic, thought the trader.

Planet Tarsuu...next night....honeymoon suite.

The cabana sat at the party for the younger staff in Sue's honeymoon suite. The boy felt such jealousy now. For all Susan's "don't bring the cocky white one", she. now sat in the rich white K'choqtoc's lap, giggling like an citadel academy floozy.

He wasn't the only one who noticed. Bentley Wittman, now stuck in an Invisible field unable to move in the corner was **** to watch his new wife fawn over the skinny alien. He hated how much he loved to watch, and how Susan had not only figured it out before him, but tortured him in such tantalizing ways. It was no surprise to the scientist that Sue chose the cocky white one over the yellow cabana boy. Females chose means and resources as well as confidence. It intrigued him to watch his wife become subservient to this mere boy alien.

Meanwhile, Susan herself was questionig how this alien got her on his side. Was it just good ol sex. Was the way to her heart between her legs. Susan had cleaned up and wore a revealing nightie ebsemble with short shorts. She wanted to tease the boys...well now just this one. She sat in his lap, letting him pull up her chin for deep kisses. Which was odd, since his long white head was very similar to the alien from ALIEN. While the boys played Tarsuu hold em poker, Whitey, as Sue called him (his name unpronouceable to humans), was sticking his white twisting hand limb down her stretchy shorts.

She playfully told him to stop. He refused. The young teen alien's finger digits dipped past her panties and into Sue's sex. Sue's face opened up in shock. She was being fingered right here in front of all these aliens who were barely of age. She did have an orgy two nights ago, but it seemed so different. There were more staff. More white aliens like him. Even two blue warrior caste.

"Baby," she cooed. "I'm going to expend." She said softly in his ear hole.

"Good," the arrogant prick smiled, pushing his fingers in and out of her sopping pussy.

"Oh fuck..oh fuck." Susan moaned and pulled his face to hers and they kissed as she came, right there in the middle of a crowd. Few noticed, save for her husband and Cabana boy.

She came so hard she had to go change. Susan put on sweat pants and a t-shirt, but when she came back the white prick alien pointed back to the room. "You're better than that." He clicked his fingers.

Susan nervously went to her room. She found a tight red top and skirt set. She hated how much control this young kid had over her. Why was she so excited. She was THE Invisible Woman. Not some cheap tramp...well...maybe a little.

When Susan came back out, the white Tarsuuian alien grabbed her top and lifted it, sending her tits bouncing out into the open air for all to see. Susan could crush this punk like a bug, but she let him flash her tits to a small white Tarsuuian. He then showed Sue paper. "He paid ten credits to see your tits." Whitey told her. He clicked his chalk white fingers. "My buddy in the corner, the taller white," he pointed to the right alien. "He paid thirty to see some pussy." The alien said and spanked Sue's ass and clicked his fingers.

Susan Storm-Wittman walked over to the tall white K'choqtoc alien drinking in the kitchen. Nervously she asked, "are...are you the one." She'd always been in control..sort of. Not now. The alien nodded. Susan lifted her skirt exposing a slick dripping shaved cunt. The young alien smiled and grabbed his crotch. He winked over to Whitey.

The embarassed but exicted Susan pushed her skirt down and walked back to Whitey. He told his buddies that the "pussy and ass" were his, but the rest of the "zalbec"..his Zalbec..was open for sale.

A white Tarsuuian to Whitey's right said he had 50 credits. Whitey whispered in Susan's ear.

Cabana watched minutes later when Sue was on her hands and knees, blowing the other rich punk, as this one paid Whitey for his Zalbecs services.

Cabana boy was ashamed he was too afraid to tell Susan she'd become the planets PREMIERE porn star without her knowledge. Now, he watched his rivals pay bia asshole coworker for blowjobs.

He wasn't the only one watching with envy, rage, jealousy, and **** excitement and arousal. Bentley Wittman watched, unable to move watched his wife suck several cocks and display her sex for numerous male aliens.

The young punk had her turning tricks. Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman was currently not just an alien pornstar, but now an prostitute for aliens, turning tricks for her teenage alien pimp.

Susan was immensely excited about all of it. So when the party ended, and Whitey took her into the bedroom, she was cumming the moment he shoved his cock in her....ass.

At his own living cube, Cabana turned on the live stream of Whitey's page. One camera showed Sueel biting a pillow. The other showed Whitey's cock buried in Susan's ass. Whitey came before Cabana who self expended. Whitey gave his audience of a million Tarsuuians a show by displaying Sue's puckering ass as his cum poured from the fucked hole.

Cabana shamefully expended hard. He turned off the feed as Sue and his rival laid in bed talking about how Susan's blowjob that morning in the private cabana had gotten Whitey fired.