The Wasp Is Sue Storm's Sexual Plaything

"Porkie?" A woman's voice held a quaver of uncertainty, but it sounded to Janet a lot like Susan Storm. "What's going on?"

"Surprise, babe," Porkum said, as he led the blonde in.

Janet van Dyne, the superheroine known as the wasp, was naked except for a half-face latex mask and a power-inhibiting collar studded with defraudium gems around her neck. She couldn't see anything, and a ball gag pinned her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Porkum had tied her spread-eagle on the bed as he explained the situation: Sue would come in, and do whatever she wanted to Janet. Porkum would film the whole thing, and her "cut" would be a copy of the resulting film.

It spoke to how **** the Wasp was, she didn't even ask any questions.

The blonde sat down on the bed. She stared down at Janet, and the Wasp's heart leaped into her throat. The illusion was perfect. She looked just like the Invisible Woman. Those blue eyes just as piercing. The strange, soft, almost maternal smile. Janet shivered as a warm hand lay on her naked stomach.

"I've never been with another woman before," Sue said, as her palm lay on Janet's navel. She walked her fingers upwards, along Janet's sternum, between her breasts. "I have to admit, it's...exciting. Your body is beautiful. Thin. Well-toned. Petite."

Sue licked her lips. Her thumb came to rest on Janet's chin, just below the Wasp's lower lip. She stared deep into Janet's eyes through the holes in the mask.

"A part of me wondered what it would be like to see Porkum fuck your pretty little pussy. Hear you squeal," Sue said. "But I don't really like to share."

The blonde got on all fours over the Wasp. Her knees pressed against Janet's thighs. She lowered her head, and Janet felt the Invisible Woman's tongue run over her lips, all around the rubber ball. A hot, soft kiss pressed against her lower lip. Then the corner of her jaw. Janet's body tensed as she felt teeth on her neck, a hard suction as Sue bruised the tender flesh.

Those soft, strong hands grabbed Jan's small breasts and squeezed. The fingers found her stiff little pink nipples, smaller than Sue's own. The Wasp squirmed as a slowly, with infinite patience, the blonde worked her way down her body. The heat built within the bound woman's body, her stomach a-flutter with anticipation and excitement. It was like one of her wetdreams. Sue's lips and tongue worked their way downward. She sucked hard on the Wasp's tits, and through the gag Janet moaned.

A trail of hot kisses and love-bites down her stomach. Until the Invisible Woman's hands rested on the Wasp's pale thighs. That hot breath stirred the dark labia of the Wasp's slit. Shapechanger, Skrull, or whoever she was, the Wasp was totally lost in the belief that this was some slutty version of her friend. That this was, in some strange way, the real Susan Storm about to eat out her pussy.

Sue's ass hung off the bed. Porkum, who had held back until now, loomed behind her. A camera in one hand. His immense prick in another.

"That's it babe," Porkum said. "Lick that cunt good..."

The first electric touch of Sue's tongue to the Wasp's twat came as Porkum began to feed his prick into the Invisible Woman's cunt. The Wasp could feel the moan that came up from the depths of Sue's being, transmitted through the mouth clamped onto Janet's pussy. As Porkum began his slow thrusts, the bed shook...and Sue's face transformed. The face burned with lust, with need, the eyes glazed over. Her tongue lapped at the Wasp's slit like a dog with an ice cube on a hot summer day, but it was Porkum that was fucking her.

The Wasp's face burned with mingled lust and jealousy. There were tears in her eyes as Sue Storm lost herself in ecstasy. Caught between the pussy she was eating and the cock that was fucking her.

Long before Porkum spouted his pint of babymakers into Sue's honeypot, Janet twisted in her bonds and screamed into her gag. Her whole body tensed as Sue Storm's amateur but earnest pussylicking pushed her friend over the edge. Sue even laughed as Janet lost control, a hot wet drizzle squirted the Invisible Woman in the face...and then the two of them moved up onto the bed, over Janet's bound body.

Janet could feel the heavy swing of Porkum's nuts slam into her unprotected pussy with each thrust into the Invisible Woman's cunt, and Sue Storm's sticky face hovered over Jan's as she kissed and licked the helpless woman.

"Next time," Sue said breathily. "Maybe I'll let you lick my pussy!"

Porkum began to cum. She knew it, because a hot rain of spunk dripped out of Sue Storm's splayed pussy and onto Janet's below. The Wasp could only quiver helplessly as the virile seed ran in rivulets through her carefully trimmed bush and onto the dark labia below, into the salmon-colored folds, and then down the crack of her ass.

More jizz overflowed from Sue's pussy than Janet had spat into her in a year by dates and lovers. Yet that wasn't what Jan cared about right now. It was what Sue had said.

Next time.