How does Sue Storm respond?

With A Moan - Reed Takes That As A Yes

Chapter 12 by Zeebop Zeebop

What emerged from Sue Storm's mouth was an inarticulate moan. She was in the grip of the pills, mid-goon. Reed Richards grinned, and his arms stretched out. One, to secure the door and lock it. The other popped into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lube.

Sue couldn't say no as he carefully slathered his right hand with clear goo.

"Now, should we go small..." He shrunk the hand to the size of a baby's fist. "Or..."

The hand swelled to twice its normal dimensions. A veritable Hulk fist. Sue's blue eyes went wide. Reed's fist was as big as a baby's head. There was no way...except, Sue Storm realized, she had given birth. Twice.

The swollen fist pressed against her sodden slit. Instinctively, Sue tried to tighten her muscles. The porn on the tablet was still playing, the moans of the blonde bombshell on the screen echoing in Sue's ears as Reed gently increased the pressure.

His fist was rubbery, like the rest of him. It compressed. No matter how Sue squeezed, she couldn't keep him out. Reed's smile was terrible to behold. He had never seen his wife in such a slutty state. The Invisible Woman's heart hammered as her cunny was slowly levered open. The immense fist pushed its way slowly inside. Stretched her so good.

In all of her years with her husband, Sue Storm had never cum from penetrative sex. Oh, she had enjoyed their lovemaking. She had played the part of the sex-loving wife, had put on a great show of exultation. Had never given Reed any reason to doubt his manhood.

Yet he had never seen her truly cum.

Until now.

Her blue eyes rolled up in her skull. Her whole body spasmed, teeth bared, as though she was being electrocuted, or suffering a stroke. Her hands dug into the bedsheets, her toes curled and hips lifted clear of the bed. Reed watched, fascinated.

His hand was still only half-way in. The knuckled barely pushed inside her grossly stretched cunny.

Mr. Fantastic dribbled a little more lube on his fist as Sue collapsed, panting, still half-impaled.

He wanted to see if he could do that again. Perhaps when he got his fist all the way in...

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