Chapters tagged sue storm

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

"I just...I can't believe I actually did that!" They sat, not in Dr. Stone's office, but in the living room of the psychiatrist's sparsely-furnished apartment. The emergency phone call from the Invisible Woman had led to Sue Storm on a leather chair, elbows on knees, hands gripp...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"You want to massage me!?" The Invisible Woman said, her voice rising in pitch. "I am offering," Dr. Stone said. "You're already paying me for medical services. Doctor-client confidentiality applies. No one needs to know, and it's an extension of your existing treatment. You nee...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Growing up, Sue Storm hadn't had many sleepovers. Even in university, it wasn't until she had gotten Johnny and herself into the dorms that Sue had a chance to just hang out with women in a cozy setting. She still remembered her first time, the dorm mother insisting they "camp in...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"That's it. Touch my breasts. Just with your fingers. You've done this with yourself. You know what it feels like. Not too hard, not too fast," Dr. Stone said. Face up, the villain had to cease using her power. Trusting in the tone of her voice and Sue's ongoing focus to carry t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

What surprised Sue Storm when she got back to the Baxter Building was how everything was the same. She had just experienced an orgasm with someone who wasn't her husband, and yet nothing was different. The children accepted her hugs and kisses as they finished their work. Ben Gri...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The Invisible Woman met Nairobi in the lobby. In her usual costume, not civilian clothes. "So, I talked to the others," the blonde said. "And they agreed that it might be nice to have a masseuse that could...service us...at home." Nairobi blinked her dark eyes, and instinctivel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Nairobi learned everyone's names. There were parts of the Baxter Building she had access to, and others she did not. Her workspace. Bathrooms. Communal spaces. Not the bedrooms or labs, but then she didn't have any need to go there. The masseuse was in the kitchen making a smoot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The massage parlor wasn't far. Sue Storm was on her way, in a dreamy half-daze after another profound, mind-opening session with Dr. Stone. She steeled herself, nervous and yet excited as her feet guided her toward something new—an experience she had never dared even contemplate...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

"We'll use my desk," Dr. Stone announced. The psychiatrist stood up, and Sue Storm caught herself staring at the almost sheer leggings that hugged the other woman's ass as Dr. Stone cleared her desk, then knelt underneath it and came up with a thick roll of yoga mat, which was la...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Sue Storm had flipped onto her stomach. Fully clothed. Dr. Stone's surprisingly strong hands pressed her thumbs along Sue's inner thighs. Not touching her, but very specifically not touching her, in a sense that suddenly seemed incredibly relevant. Like a line that the Invisible...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

She was close. Karla could see it. The blush over her cheeks spread to her ears and across her neck. Pupils dilated. How stiff the Invisible Woman's nipples were, and how her breath began to come in little pants. Sue Storm was so close to cumming. Then the window exploded. Imm...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

It wasn't that different than how Moonstone manipulated the Invisible Woman, really. A concentrated gravimetric pulse. Except instead of spreading it out over his frontal cortex, she concentrated it all on a single spot. Her implants buzzed at a higher pitch than normal, like scr...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"I...I don't think...I'm comfortable with that," Sue Storm said. She squirmed on the desk. Dr. Stone gave a thin-lipped smile. Around her head, space seemed to distort into a kind of halo, and the light from her eyes burned. The Invisible Woman gasped at the strength of the psyc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The Invisible Woman didn't want it. Her rational mind knew that she shouldn't be doing this. That it had gone too far. Yet the rational part of Sue Storm wasn't in control. She had passed some threshold beyond her control. Lost in the sensations that assailed her body, the poundi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Dr. Karla Stone checked the time on her smartphone for the fiftieth time. She paced, the high heels killing her calves. The black dress she wore was a little more demure, a little less revealing than her previous outfits. The skirt came down to mid-thigh, the sleeves to mid-forea...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"Susan, before I do this—and please understand I will do this—I need you to understand that I'm a psychiatrist and a sex therapist, not a whore," Karla said. The withering glare of a woman who hadn't climaxed in six virtual months conveyed the question "What's the difference?"...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The Invisible Woman wore a thin blue jacket over a dark blue blouse that fell rather low on her breast, showing a generous amount of creamy cleavage. Her blue pants matched the jacket and hugged her motherly hips and calves. She smiled as she shook Dr. Stone's hand, completely na...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Suddenly, Dr. Stone's arms were pinned by her sides. Her legs were trapped together by something unseen. She could feel the bonds of invisible above and below her breasts, squeezing her teats above and below through her shirt. The teacup fell from the psychiatrist's hands,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

_A little push shouldn't hurt_, Moonstone thought to herself. Moonstone's eyes closed to slits. With a thought, her implants began to buzz in her skull. Golden light burned behind her eyelids. Sue Storm's head dipped down, shoulders suddenly slumped, the vibrator still pressed b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

That was the start of things. Every week, Sue Storm would arrive for her appointment. Their greetings went from a polite handshake to a hug. From a hug to a friendly kiss on the cheek. From a kiss on the cheek to a kiss on the lips. Full tongue. A grope. Then one week, Karla ope...