Mistress Susan? Invisiblity is fucking fantastic

At some Point I was snapped out of my thoughts as Jean gently poked me in the side.

"Dean!"

"Mhm, oh sorry. I was in the middle of my thoughts. What was it?" I asked as I noticed everyone looking at me.

"I asked what brought you here boy." Natasha asked me and I nodded eagerly to answer.

"I saw that man get thrown out of the window. At first, I thought someone was going to attack, but when the professor stayed so calm and that man himself also reacted somewhat harmlessly, I just wanted to see that Jean was alright."

"Oh..., that... yes... mh... That was Remy, we also call him Gambit. He's a mutant like the rest of us, and quite the ladies' man. Except he went a little too far today." Jean said with a shrug and the three women grinned broadly.

I then stayed for a while until I was kindly but firmly asked to leave. Apparently, there were now discussed things that were above my pay grade, as they said so well. To get my mind off things, I grabbed a Sherlock Holmes book and sat down in the entrance area. Nothing calmed me down better than a detective story from the greatest detective in the history of the world. After about an hour, I could see the three women leaving the room, but to my surprise, only Natasha left the mansion. Susan, on the other hand, was accompanied by Jean to the guest wing. Was that supposed to mean that she would spend the night here? This was my chance, either I would make it now or never. I followed her as quietly as possible and saw that she had been given one of the guest rooms in the back wing. Here was my chance, which I could not waste under any circumstances. On the way back, I thought about how I would best proceed and heard that Jean was on security duty today and would be busy all night. It would be extremely unpleasant if she would notice what I was planning to do today.

It was probably about 20 o'clock in the evening when I made myself on the way. I had planned and prepared everything very well and was very sure of myself. Unseen, I was probably lucky that no one was out in the hallways, I reached her room and knocked. After a short time, she opened and looked at the sign I held out to her. Curious, she looked at the note and read aloud, seeming amused.

"Good evening, since I am unfortunately not allowed to speak, I have prepared notes.... So, what can I do for you Dean?" she asked me seeming in a good mood.

I briefly sorted the top note to the back and held the next one out to her. I had thought carefully about these slips of paper and now just had to peel them off to get my plan in motion.

"So, Jean has found out something else and wants to discuss it with me? Is Natasha still in the house or has she left again?" she asked and I just shrugged which she understood immediately though.

"Fine, where do I have to go?" she finally asked. Now the time had come. Grinning inwardly, I pulled out the next piece of paper and held it out to her.

"Sorry Dean." she replied laughing after seeing the note. "But I don't have milk or cereal. This is more for my little brother."

Confused, I looked at her, not understanding the connection at all until I looked at my note. It was my shopping list for Monday. Grumbling, I crumpled the note and stuffed it into my pants pocket. Susan watched me with amusement and waited until I had rearranged the notes. How the heck had that piece of paper gotten in there.

"Uh. Training room 13, do you know where that is?" she finally asked me and I motioned for her to follow me. "It must be hard not being allowed to talk, right? If you like I can activate my shield then you don't have to be silent." She asked caringly and as if I had suspected something like that, I handed her a new card.

"Mhm. So, you want to make Miss Grey proud and not use your voice. I understand now why she is training you herself. Very exemplary. If you like I can ask my husband if he can find a solution to your problem." she finally said.

When we had walked around a bit and entered the training area, which was completely deserted at this hour and on this day, it was time for me to act.

"Could they please do me a favor and just forget about activating your shield? I'd really appreciate it if you didn't have to be so stressed all the time" I said abruptly without giving her time to respond.

"What was that about wanting to keep quiet? But I do not know Dean. Didn't Jean say that your abilities wouldn't affect me then?" she asked uncertainly and I clearly felt that she had a very strong will. The fact that she knew about my abilities helped her, of course, because unlike Jean, Susan knew what I could do before I affected her.

"Oh, don't worry about its Miss Storm. Can't we just assume that I won't **** my abilities. You are my great heroine after all. I'd be so happy if you trusted me on this as much as Jean does." I smiled and had turned to face her. I still saw a little resistance in her face and was fascinated by it. I involuntarily wondered if Jean would have had such a strong will if she had known beforehand how my abilities affected her.

"Mhm. Very well. I'll make an exception. And don't worry about it. Every five minutes I'm checked out by HERBIE. That means even if you do something unknowingly or accidentally HERBIE will surely detect a change in my biology."

"Oh? Who is this HERBIE?" I asked curiously. "And how does he do that?"

"HERBIE is the artificial intelligence of the Baxter Building. My husband designed and programmed him. He monitors our biofunctions for as long as we want him to." She smiled kindly before walking past me.

"I see...and so it does that every 10 minutes...and how?" I asked as I followed her.

"With this." She smiled and raised her right arm where I could only see a normal watch. However, when I looked closer, I could see that the clock was not a standard model I was familiar with.

"Could you make him stop checking you or consider your current data as normal?" I asked curiously.

"Of course, but why would I do that?" she asked, confused.

"Because I'm asking you to." I smiled back and she immediately nodded.

"Well, that will be enough of a reason for me." She replied and did a little typing on a keyboard hovering above the clock. When it disappeared, she nodded at me and smiled? Apparently, it was no longer necessary to fight against her will, because my pheromones showed complete effect. Satisfied, I walked with her to the classroom and opened the door for her. Of course, the room was completely empty as we entered and as I followed her, I closed the door behind us again.

"Now that we're here...I'd appreciate it if we could have a quiet talk first before Jean joins us."

"You want to talk about something?" she asked kindly, leaning warmly against the teacher's desk. "What's on your mind my boy?"

"I've always wanted to be alone with you, and I really hope you're just like I've always hoped you'd be. That would be too good!" I formulated my request carefully. She raised her brow questioningly and I continued. "I would love to meet the nymphomaniac, sex-obsessed, and uninhibited Susan Storm someday." I smirked, earning an amused smile.

"Sorry Dean, but that Susan doesn't exist." Before she could continue, I cut her off. However, I had the feeling as if she had not been completely honest there.

"Couldn't you do me the favor of showing me that side of you anyway?"

"You want me to... show you how I'm... uninhibited and obsessed with sex?" she asked, a little confused, and I nodded.

"It would be incredibly great if you could admit to yourself that my presence awakens those very feelings in you."

Slowly, her facial expression began to change and she looked at me furtively from top to bottom.

"I'd love to do some kind of ... role-playing with you... I've always dreamed of that." I smiled and she involuntarily crossed her arms in front of her breasts, not only squeezing them together, but also pushing them up a little.

"And what kind of role play do you have in mind?"

"One in which I would have control over you and be able to control your thoughts and actions."

"Oh... so you imagined that you could control my mind? Mhm? Of course. With your abilities, that's certainly a commonly used fantasy in a young man, hmm. Well, I must confess that I'm curious as to what you've imagined. Why don't we just use this time and see where it goes, hmm? Although I'm afraid I know exactly where that would lead."

"Oh, where to?" I asked with a grin, and suddenly her expression changed.

"I'm sorry, but to be honest I don't have any time to wait here, my boy. Couldn't you check where Jean is?" she asked me suddenly more sternly and it took me a little while to realize that for her the "role play" had already begun.

"Oh, I'm really sorry about that. I'm afraid Jean won't be coming at all." I smiled and earned a nasty look from her.

"Well, I can go back to my room then." She said, swinging away from the table as I now crossed my arms in front of my chest and smiled.

"I'd prefer you stay...and while you're at it...would you be so good as to come closer and smell on me for once?" I grinned as I watched her pause in her motion and look at me.

"Smell you? I'm happy to do that, but I have to point out that it could be dangerous! After all, your pheromones could render me will-less!" she said with feigned horror, and yet she moved slowly toward me.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about the will-less, Susan." I smiled as she stopped right in front of me and brought her head to my neck and almost audibly sucked in air through her nose. Anxiously she then asked.

"Why? What was it that was supposed to scare me?"

"That my smell will make you terribly horny. Because I smell incredibly awesome and seductive, don't I?" I grinned to her and immediately saw her take another deep breath and close her eyes with relish.

"I... won't deny that you smell really, really good... but.... mhm... so ... really very good! But I'm married and I'm sure Jean wouldn't approve of you using your powers on me." She said and I smiled to her.

"And am I right? Do you feel how my smell makes you horny?"

"Maybe... a little!" she stammered and I could almost feel her breath on my skin now as she took a deep breath through her nose and slid it along my neck.

"Don't worry...Jean won't even notice. After all, we don't want anyone to know how you fucked the shit out of a student, do we?" I grinned and she shuddered at the words.

"No, we don't want that!... What ... no! I would never.... Oh, damn you smell fucking amazing... "she moaned out. "Please Dean...don't do this.... I'm married...and a friend of your teacher..."

"Is your pussy wet yet?" I asked and she looked up at me and she played that pleading expression excellently.

"Yes... but..." she stammered and I grinned.

"Mhm. Can you feel yourself getting horny already, huh? Yes, just like that I want to see you... getting nice and horny and sexy... oh I can't wait to see you get completely under my influence!"

"Mhmm... what... is still happening to ... me?" she moaned lustfully, licking her lips... while a hand wandered to her cleavage and half rested on her tits.

"Can't you feel it? How the horniness is slowly taking over your body... are you already imagining what it would be like if I took advantage of the situation and fuck you right here and now? In a few minutes you will be completely under my control and will fulfill all my hot fantasies!"

"Mhm.... Tell...me more...!" She moaned helplessly and brought her head back to my neck to take in my scent. "you'd do it after all.... no.... that would be.... a ...mhm...Oh fuck...I need to get away from you..."

"Please...I'm not stopping you...you're welcome to leave if you want to." I smiled and she took a step back from me...visibly struggling and apparently, she had been in similar situations many times before...because her role playing was flawless and completely convincing. However, her hard nipples were almost showing, at least that's what I imagined. She was still wearing the same office dress she had on earlier. A short skirt, which was exactly on the border between professional and dirty, a white blouse and a jacket over it. The whole thing gave her the outfit of a secretary, teacher or better yet a CEO. But the face was all-surpassing.... In front of me stood Susan Storm, Invisible Woman, member of the Fantastic Four and the horniest Milf there could be on this planet. And now it would be decided what would happen.

"Dean.... I'm not...allowed to...I... you...are not allowed to do that. But...just...for... ...what...exactly...do you...want?"

"That you admit that you find me horny!"

"Damn it!" she suddenly growled, angry and pissed off. "You know you make me horny! It's your fucking pheromones!"

"That's not what I asked." I said coldly and she looked at me angrily with feigned hatred in her eyes. "YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're making me horny! Are you satisfied now!"

"Then it's time I showed you something special!" I grinned, seeing her hungry look as I opened my pants and slowly unwrapped my stiff cock. "You want me to ask you for something, huh? A simple little request..."

"Fuck you... I know exactly what you want to ask me..." she hissed angrily and sank to her knees in front of me... she ran her nose along my stiff cock and rolled her eyes in rapture. "You're going to ask me to take this thick.... horny... hard... cock... mhmmm to suck it.... yes... oh fuck... does it taste as hot as it smells... oh yes... you are going to ask me to take this hot cock in my mouth... mhm... yes..." she breathed and ran her lips mm away over my shaft. "Please... .... Say it... ask me to... I know I won't be able to resist you now... that I'm a **** to your pheromones... that I'll comply with your request right now... and suck your cock like a whore! Please... finally say it so I can finally suck your horny cock! No guilt... because your asshole forces me to do it!"

"Would you be so kind and let me fuck you as if you were my horny little slut?" I grinned down at her and instead of getting an answer I felt my cock disappear into her mouth. She let it disappear deep into her mouth despite the size and literally impaled herself with my cock. For a few seconds she managed to swallow the whole cock before she threw her head back and gasped loudly. Coughing and catching her breath she stared at me and then grabbed my cock with both hands and squeezed it tight and hard.

"Yes Dean! I'm going to let you fuck me!" she moaned and encircled my cock with her lips again. She immediately started sucking on my glans while one hand massaged my cock and the other kneaded my balls. Every now and then, however, she let go of it completely, reared up a little and swallowed it as deep as she could, apparently enjoying the feeling of being smothered by my cock. Each time she coughed violently afterwards and yet it seemed to me that she would only get greedier afterwards. Under these circumstances I couldn't stand it for long and finally grabbed her hair and pressed it as hard as I could on my cock. She probably felt what was coming and tried to get away from my cock, but as hard as she tried to push away my thighs, I held her head. Finally, I heard her stifled gasp and come violently through these exciting sounds. I rolled my eyes as I felt how violently I came in her mouth and finally let her go. She immediately sank backwards and opened her mouth. My cum flowed in thick streaks over her sensual red lips and flowed down along her child, where a thick streak collected and then dripped onto her blouse... She looked at me desiring and ran a hand over her chin... staring in disbelief at the slimy drop that flowed along her fingers and kept turning her hand in fascination.

"I hope that wasn't all Dean..." she then looked at me and the way she looked up at me was like an aphrodisiac. "You did want to fuck me, didn't you?" she grinned seductively and reached for my cock. Gently she started massaging it and smiled. "Why don't you ask me to pull out my tits...? mmm? Don't you want to see my tits? Dean. You wanted that the moment you first saw me, didn't you? You little pervert pig wanted to make me unpack my boobs so you could jerk off your horny cock, huh?" she said and I clearly felt how the wind just changed.

I was suddenly not so sure who was controlling whom. "Yes...I... want to see your tits!" I said and felt a strong pressure on my balls.

"That was not a request, young man!" she said reprovingly, licking my glans. " Plead with me!"

"Please... show me your tits!" I stammered in pain, arousal and desire in equal measure as she closed her eyes and her jacket and blouse were ripped open by unseen hands. Underneath, to my amazement, she wore a black latex bra that caused me to gasp. Why the hell was she wearing a latex bra? But before I could really think about it, I felt an invisible **** pushing me onto one of the chairs and she stood up and came towards me.

But before she reached me, we heard voices in the hallway approaching us. Startled, I wanted to jump up, after all she was half naked and already the door opened. Panic-stricken, I looked at the door where 3 students had just come in. They looked around the room briefly, then laughed and closed the door.

"Alright... here we are in privacy! I heard one of them say before it dawned on me that Susan had made us invisible. I hardly dared to breathe as she leaned over me and whispered softly in my ear.

"And now I'll fuck the shit out of you and you won't be able to say a word! Now you're completely mine alone!" she said and with wide eyes I was **** to watch silently as she pulled up her skirt, turned around and sat backwards on top of me. With a quick grip she had my cock in place and I could feel myself entering her wet, warm pussy. I had to bite my lips terribly to keep from moaning out loud as her pussy closed tightly and firmly around my cock. Likewise, I could hear her struggling to be still but drawing in air sharply as she slid deeper onto my cock. She wasn't really going to fuck me here at this moment, was she? If we were exposed then it was all over! They would immediately expel me from school and throw me in jail. Slowly it dawned on me that I was now really completely at her mercy. I couldn't possibly say anything to her, because I could hardly control my voice now that she was fucking me, and pushing her away wouldn't work either... in both cases the students would see or hear us. And I could feel how much Susan enjoyed it... she turned her head to the side and grinned almost diabolically at me as she lowered herself the last bit. Now I was as deep in her pussy as I could get in this position and then this miserable bitch started to move her pelvis.... circling movements that brought me to the rage. She tightened her pussy again and again and thus exerted a constant pressure on my cock.

Not three meters next to us stood 3 students and talked about how they wanted to cheat on a test on Monday and here I sat and was fucked by a superheroine who was anything but the noble mother I had always thought. She knew exactly how to fuck a man and control him through sex. She grinned broadly when she noticed how intensely I perceived her movements and then propped herself up a little on the armrests and lifted her body a little. I clearly felt my cock moving along her pussy, tight and hot, and guessed what she was up to. I looked pleadingly at her to let it go, but then she pushed herself back down with ****. The sudden pressure and the hot movement were too much for me and had she not pressed her hand on my mouth I would have had to gasp loudly. Her eyes sparkled wildly as she finally began to ride me slowly, pleasurably almost torturously. I bit my hand in madness so I couldn't scream while she pulled her other hand to her crotch.... There I immediately felt her wet pussy, my cock stretching her labia again and again and also the latex they had pulled aside. She was breathing heavily herself and yet she managed not to make a sound while I had more and more problems to stay calm.

Finally, she stood up, turned around and sat down on me with her legs wide apart. Immediately she guided her cock with one hand to her ass and I clearly felt that this time she wanted to be fucked in the ass. The pressure was almost too much for me as she looked at me and moaned loudly.

"Yes... finally... a fucking hot cock! MHMM Yesses Dean! Your dick is mine!" she moaned loudly and firmly thrust her abdomen onto my cock. Completely stiff with shock at her loud scream I could do nothing. Now it was all over. I was fucked. The students would discover us and that was it...

From fright, panic and whatever, I felt my cock cum in her ass and she tensed her body so much that it was almost painful... I moaned loudly and screamed and completely lost track... when I could finally think clearly again, I looked at the door, but there was no one there.

"Stupid little boy! They left 5 minutes ago!" she said them amused and pulled me to her to kiss me. I literally melted in this kiss and let her pull me... it didn't matter where; the main thing was that she didn't detach this kiss from me... one of her hands jerked my cock while the other held my neck and pulled me with her. Then she detached herself from me and looked at me with those crystal blue eyes I had dreamed of so many times.

"Do you want to fuck me Dean? Do you want to finally fuck your beloved Susan Storm?" she breathed in a sugary sweet voice that went through me.

"Yes..." I stammered... completely forgetting the fact that I had already come twice. This woman played on me like on a violin. She had completely taken control of the situation.

"Tell me Dean." She breathed, nibbling on my ear. "Do you want to impale my pussy with your big cock? Do you want to cum all over my cunt? Do you want to be my horny fuck-piece pumping all over my cunt?"

"Yes...yes...please!"

"Beg me Dean! Beg me to let you fuck me... You wanted to use me, but really you're mine now!" she moaned lustfully in my ear and I would have done anything to hear that tone again.

"Please... let me fuck you... please... I need you so much!"

She then took a seat on the teacher's desk, spread her legs and licked her fingers. She then used them to pull the latex panties back to the side and pulled her pussy apart. "Be a good fuck toy! Lick my pussy clean! Get on your knees and lick your new mistress' pussy!"

With that, she pulled my hair and I was only too happy to follow her move. Her greedy pussy before my eyes, I couldn't help but let my tongue glide over her pussy and hear her laughing loudly with a moan. "Finally...yes...this is it Dean! Mhm.... You have no idea how many times I've tried to get my husband to do it! Now you're going to be my fuck ****! Mhm... yes lick your mistress’s pussy! Oh yes... make me nice and horny... mhmm yes that's it... If you are good, I will allow you to cum all over my pussy... yes... I will milk your perverted little cock until you don't have a drop of cum left... yes... and then you will lick my pussy clean. lick mh tits clean..."