A unique experience or the start of something new?

CHAPTER 6

"This should never have happened," Sue said.

While she sat naked, upright in the tent with the blanket covering her chest, Namor lay beside her, grinning contentedly and gently stroking her back.

Everything felt so wrong for the woman at the moment, even this tender touch, and yet so right at the same time. Her body still ached for more, and she honestly couldn't tell if this was the first or the last time.

She was so torn about her feelings. Of course, her heart ached when she thought of Reed and her children, and Namor's behavior didn't exactly make the situation any easier.

"But it is," he said calmly, drawing small circles on her back.

"You did everything you could to make it happen," she said, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Last night, you were pretty happy about it."

Sue rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't in control of my senses," she said, unsure if she was again.

The way he lay there so confidently, he seemed to be just waiting for the next round, and the question wasn't if, but when. God, how could Sue have let this happen? Flirting and teasing was one thing, but yesterday...

"Well, I liked it. A lot."

"Namor. I'm married and have two children."

He looked at her seriously.

"And?"

Sue snorted.

"You should know that's not okay."

"I think you weren't listening to me yesterday," he said, and she didn't like his tone at all.

As charming as he had always been to her, he was now unpleasant to her.

"You know how I see things, and there's nothing wrong with that. We both wanted to and gave each other pleasure."

"But I love Reed..."

"You're welcome to continue doing that, but if we feel the urge for each other, we should always give in to it. Love, lust, and passion are the things you make of it, and..."

He grinned crookedly, and his fingers slowly moved a little lower.

"...you wanted it despite your marriage, since you first saw me or do you think I didn't miss it?"

Sue didn't respond, thinking about the last few days, everything that had happened, everything she had done and what she hadn't done, and whether there couldn't have been another way.

"When I see you, Susan... I see even more beauty than anything in Atlantean land. You gave me so much love and affection that I wanted to return it to you. You are a passionate woman who, despite marriage and children, wants to live and love. You hold back, but deep within you beats the heart of an Atlantean. What happens from now on is in your hands, Susan Storm. It could have been a unique, beautiful experience for both of us. Our secret. Or we could continue it... on my terms."

"On your terms?"

"We live, love, and fuck like Atlanteans. Completely. Like in my lost homeland. That's all I want from you."

"Namor, I... don't know... Reed..."

"He'll understand."

"...it's not that easy..."

His fingers slid further down.

"I have to think about it..." she said, and cried out in shock as one of his fingers tried to push itself into her anus.

Laughing, she jumped naked out of the tent and made herself invisible, but Namor was fast enough to catch up with her and grab her. They wrestled and fought briefly until the visible Sue pounced on Namor.

His muscular, dark body lay stretched out on the temple floor. Sue lay on top of Namor, legs apart, moving her lower body in restrained circles and equally graceful heaving movements. She had wrapped her arms around his neck and her mouth was glued to his lips. Sue moaned excitedly, her insistent, longing movements testifying to her lust and ecstasy.

The oily, smacking sound aroused them both even more. The young Atlantean's immense, thick, massive cock slid in and out of the woman with almost frightening smoothness. Although quite tightly built, Sue nevertheless seemed to have no problem with the sheer monstrous dimensions of the hard pole, which penetrated her with regular, deep thrusts.

Namor pulled his phallus completely out of Sue's pussy each time, paused for a heartbeat before smoothly plunging it back into her cunt. The long, black spear disappeared inside her up to her sack, eliciting a soft gasp from the woman as it reached its hidden stop deep inside her. The lovemaking gained pace and intensity, heading inexorably toward climax. Namor let out a strangled gasp and cried triumphantly:

"You will be my Atlantean bride from the surface!"

As if on cue, Sue sat up, threw her head back, and screamed YES in a strange, hoarse tone she had never uttered before.

She moaned with delight and pressed her lower body tightly against the young man's, taking the shaft as deeply as possible inside her. Now completely impaled on his cock, she fell into total ecstasy, tossing her head back and forth in her pleasure.

Then Namor gasped with relief and, with a lustful grunt, released his semen into Sue's vagina. While the Atlantean delightedly pumped his sperm into the woman, his pelvis jerked upward several times. This was undoubtedly to ensure that she received his semen with as little loss as possible. He practically impaled her as his lower body jerked upward, the **** so energetic that each of his thrusts lifted Sue several centimeters.

The king was in a frenzy of lust, wanting only to inseminate the woman and pump his sperm into her vagina. Now he grabbed her, and his hands closed tightly around her waist, powerfully pulling her lower body down onto him. Sue clasped her hands over her face, biting her fingers in lust to keep from screaming out loud.

She kept her lower body motionless, squatting rigidly and as stiff as a board over her king and willingly allowing him to inseminate her. Completely exhausted, but completely satisfied, Sue sank down onto her lover's muscular body. She closed her eyes in contentment.

Here, where so many had loved and united before them, the Atlantean and the woman from the surface had continued the custom, and Susan Sue Storm Richards would continue the Atlantean customs and practices of her king on the surface, on her homeworld...