The Mole Man Introduces Sue Storm to Oral Sex

Past

On the couch in Dr. Harvey Elder's office, topless, her hand on the professor's crotch, Sue Storm felt an immediate wave of guilt. It had been her horniness that had driven her hand to fondle his crotch. Her raging hormones that had driven her to even contemplate doing something sexual with a man other than Reed Richards. She knew in her heart of hearts that she loved Reed. Wanted to marry him someday. Wanted to save herself for him. Yet...she could feel her pussy pulse with need. Her nipples were so hard. Maybe...maybe it wouldn't hurt to...ask.

"I don't...I mean...what did you have in mind, Dr. Elder?"

"Well, my dear. Have you ever had oral sex?" the short man said.

Sue didn't think her face could grow any hotter. Yet now it burned, all the way down her neck and to the tips of her ears.

"You mean...with someone's mouth? On the...genitalia? I...no. Never."

"Well," Dr. Elder said. "I have had a chance to study the technique. I think you will find that it is quite effective at...relieving tension. Without penetration."

Which was how, a few minutes later, Sue found herself in a very different location on the couch. Her skirt had been pulled up to her waist, her panties hung off her right ankle, and her hips were poised on the edge of the couch. Dr. Elder was on his knees, and Sue trembled as she felt his breath brush across her golden pubes. Then something warm and wet touched her. Not pushing. Probing. A soft, delicate little sensation that almost tickled as it pushed through the hair and found her labia.

Dr. Elder operated blindly, like a mole, his sensitive tongue tracing the young Sue Storm's netherlips. The coed brough her hand to her mouth and bit her knuckle as he found her clit. The throbbing,, pulsing, stiff little clit that made her thighs quiver and toes curl.

He was calm. Patient. Methodical. She could well believe he had studied the technique, for he seemed to have tremendous experience. Sue heard herself moan as the excitement grew and grew inside of her, the heat flushed through her body. Every time he was about to push her over the edge, he drew back. Lapped softly. Teased. Then jsut as her excitement was about to ebb, he moved in again, to suck softly on her clit, to tease her labia, to trace the inner and out folds. To find the entrance of her vagina and oh, he never pushed his tongue deep inside, conscious of her eymen, but he would swirl his tongue around and around that entrance until at last Sue Storm had cried...

"Oh, Harveeeee!"

Present

The Invisible Woman fell back on the bed, her hand cupping her pussy as she remembered that first, magical night with the Mole Man's tongue. It had left her spent, quivering, the first true orgasm of Sue Storm's life, one that had burned itself into her memory and soul. Certainly, she was still a virgin when she married Reed...but no longer was she completely inexperienced, untouched.

Reed hadn't pushed the point in their lovemaking, if he had even recognized it. After all, he was very inexperienced himself. Perhaps he never questioned why his new wife insisted he lick her pussy all the time, even to finish her off if she hadn't cum during sex. Sue thought about the tension that had cropped up in their marriage because of that simple, extremely human need for an orgasm. With the Mole Man as an example, albeit one she could never tell Reed about, Sue had not been willing to meekly lie there and take it.

Sue ran her tongue over her lips as her memories continued...into the next thing that Harvey had taught her.