Suitor For Sue Part 3

Part 3: Fixing problems with umbrella bags...

Sue had avoided advances from Reed last night after her 'incident'. Well, he made none, but Sue feigned sleep when he returned. She should tell him. But a part of her told her not to. She had no right. She didn't know why she felt this way. In fact, she wasn't that sad or upset. She felt really nothing at all about last night. It was odd. As if it was normal.

Sue sipped a strong drink in her lounge chair by the lazy river. Reed was on his computer. She was getting drunk again. She needed to. Oddly, she felt relaxed for once. Many men ogled her in her purple bikini. It wasn't slutty, but with Susan's breasts and ass, any bikini was noticeable. She just laid in the strange green and blue sun, soaking up the rays hoping to get a tan.

She fell asleep, but was awoken by a sensation. She felt that same thing as the night before. That yearning. Her eyes went red, and vision began to be fuzzy. Sue looked around, and found Taserface staring from across the river. He wore board shorts now, exposing a muscular body with scars. She knew he'd been tortured by his own people. He was looking at her big mounds, and she could feel his arousal. Part of her decided it was time to fuck with this alien, so she put on her tan wedge high-heels and stood up. She walked across a bridge, feeling his eyes, among others on her tight toned, well proportioned body. She flicked something off her breasts, causing them to bounce. It wasn't really there. She got another bucket or ****, and went back to her chair. She bent down at the knees and adjusted her towel. Her ass swaying in Taserface's view. She could feel how aroused the being was. It made her laugh.

There was an internal struggle in Susan. Like an Angel and a Demon fighting. The Devil said, “fuck with him and let him go do it himself”. The Angel said, “stop, as you're going to be the one pleasing him”. She decided to turn the tables on this asshole. She stood up, and made sure Reed was per-occupied. Then she sauntered seductively to a far woman’s bathroom, making sure Taser saw her go in. She shot the villain a glance. And then a smile.

She walked inside and waited. It didn't take long. The blue alien appeared in a minute. She laughed “Does Taserface wanna FUCK ME!” She cooed. She could feel how heavy his balls were. She thought she was in control. That this was her dance.

“Put your body against the sink and bend over Susan,” Taserface instructed.

“You think you're just gonna GET pussy Taser!” For some reason, even as she taunted him she walked over and did EXACTLY what he asked, swaying her ass back and forth. “You want this PUSSY Taser,” she mocked him with her eyes in the mirror, feeling his eyes on her ass. She was throwing out language she rarely if ever used. “What would you do for this PUSSY Taser?” She asked stressing the word.

“I would destroy a planet,” he growled and moved behind her.

His words were true, she felt, and she pushed her bikini down from her ass. Her own truth, was that she may have wanted sex more than he did. She couldn't stop thinking about last night, and how she came. Duty or no, Taserface was paying attention to the PUSSY in a way Reed was not. That same Angel and Demon argument was raging. “You wanted this,” one side said. “No it's my duty,” the other side of her mind pleaded. Either way, she felt the cock shove into her drenched pussy. “OHHHHHHHHH!” She moaned at the invading alien dick, conquering her pussy once again. This time, Taser was not gentle and he began ramming his cock in her. He lifted her by the neck so she could see the bugle of his dick in her stomach as they looked in the mirror. One hand around her neck, the other slipped under her bikini top. He twirled her engorged and swollen nipples which poked out in the bikini.

Sue noted the contrast in his blue alien body, and her white human body. It added to her arousal, she began mewling like a whore. “AHHH!” She moaned with each thrust, their bodies slapping together, and the sound filled the room. She could feel his orgasm build.

“I'm gonna pull out again Mrs. Richards!” He taunted her, looking at her eyes in the mirror.

She shook her head. “NO....NO....it's doesn’t want that....I....I....”

The villainous alien sneered. “Then figure something out!”

At the gift shop across the way, Gudrun was looking at Negative Zone nicknacks for the kids back in Asgard. This was all stupid stuff, and the kids would want weapons, guns, things of value and use. She sighed, and picked her head up to see Susan Storm come from the bathroom across the way, and walk quickly over to the empty counter. A young Ootah man worked the register. The Earth heroine seemed nervous.

“Do you....” the blonde looked around her, red faced, sweating almost, and whispered. “Do you have condoms?” She said softly, but loud enough for Gudrun to hear. Gudrun swung her head around to where Reed Richards was sitting, and adjusted her sunglasses twice to make sure what she was seeing was correct. Sue had come out of the bathroom. Gudrun looked back to a very distraught Sue Storm who was debating size with the laughing you Ootah man. “No...” Sue shook her head. “Bigger....BIGGER....like what is your BIGGEST condom,” the female celebrity leaned over looking at the row of condoms, some humanoid and some alien.

Gudrun's field of vision still had the bathroom in sight, and the door swung open. The Asgardian woman gasped seeing that blue alien from the night before. “Susan,” the man leered with his ghoulish blue face and no nose. “I'm waiting.” The being then returned to the bathroom.

The Asgardian woman's eyes popped open and mouth agape. Sue walked towards the bathroom, and then back to the counter, checking the condoms again. She paced back and forth. Suddenly, Sue stopped by the entrance. The blonde looked down at a rack of umbrellas, and by the door were the bags for rain. Sue grabbed one and ripped it free. It was long and thin for a bag, but shaped like a tube so it could fit an umbrella. A small smile of contentment crept on Susan's face, or so Gudrun thought. The heroine walked over to the bathroom and went inside with tube shaped bag in hand.

The fat Asgardian waddled to the bathroom door, and put her head near the door. She almost fell back when she heard a shout. “OOOOHHHH MYYYY Y GAAWWWDDD YAAAAASSSS!” There was a thumping sound. “YAAAAAAAAAAASSS!” A woman shrieked.

The plump woman dressed like a viking looked around. She was about to go inside, when the door swung open and the blue alien with a wide grin stepped out, nodded to her and winked. He then walked past her. Gudrun grabbed the door and opened to see Susan Storm fixing her bikini. In her hand was that umbrella bag. Now filled with thick blue substance. The bag dripped with white and clear juices on the outside.

Susan Storm didn't notice the woman as she tied the bag and chucked it in the trash. She finally noticed the short fat, probably Asgardian staring. “What?” Sue looked around confused. “Something on my face?” Susan wiped her face self-consciously and walked away.