Masturbating Together Becomes A Regular Thing

"Mommy, when are you coming home?"

When your father stops being an asshole, Sue Storm didn't say to the video screen. At the blonde face with the worried blue eyes halfway across the city, in the Baxter Building. It had been a week since the Invisible Woman had stormed out. She didn't know when she would be back.

"Mommy's been busy with superhero business with Aunt Jan," Sue said. Then, knowing she needed to make a promise: "I'll talk with daddy soon. I love you."

"Love you too, mommy."

The video call clicked off. Sue Storm's shoulders slumped, and she collapsed backward into the couch cushions. She did need to talk to Reed. Sue knew she couldn't impose on Janet van Dyne forever. Yet she had to admit she appreciated the relative freedom of the bachelorette life.

From the other end of the couch, the Wasp's vibrator buzzed into life. Sue wasn't sure when they had stopped wearing pants or panties around the apartment. It had been a gradual thing. Sue would wake up in the morning and start to touch herself, her moans filling the room no matter how quiet she tried to be, an invisible cock sliding in and out of her slick cunt as she savored the last few naughty dreams from the night before.

A good climax in the morning tended to set her head right.

Janet hadn't joined her right away. But she had tried a few more of Sue's pills, and the two women had found a comfortable openess with each other now. Sometimes Sue even liked to watch her friend, the mousy little brunette holding a big Hitachi wand to her shaven slit with both hands. It was the least fancy of Jan's toys...and Sue had sampled more than a few of them.

"So I'm an Aunt now?" the Wasp teased.

Sue snorted. "Honorary."

Her eyes went to Jan's slit. The Invisible Woman stretched out her thighs on the couch, and Janet's brown eyes dropped. Small invisible clamps spread Sue's pussy, showing the pulsing pink depths. Sue found her clit, already stiff. Janet's eyes were fixed on the sight, and Sue felt her nipples go hard as she realized her friend was masturbating to her.

"We're almost out of pills," Janet huffed, her voice tight.

"My appointment with Dr. Stone is tomorrow," Sue promised. "I'll get more. Unless you want to come with? Seems like my little sex addiction is infectious!"