Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Susan Storm being Playful R18 (Marital Bed)

Baxter Building.

Susan Storm sat alone in her private office on the upper floor, the morning sunlight filtering through the tall glass windows. She was still wearing her Fantastic Four uniform, the blue material hugging her gorgeous Milf body like a second skin.

The thin, stretchy fabric stretched obscenely over her heavy tits, clearly outlining her thick nipples. It hugged her slim waist before tightly gripping her wide hips and fat ass, sinking deep between her cheeks and pressing against her pussy like it was painted onto her naked body.

Reed, her husband, had been locked away in his lab for the past fifteen days, completely absorbed in whatever research he was chasing — blissfully unaware that for the last ten days, his wife had been getting fucked senseless by a much younger man.

With Reed buried in his work, Johnny had gone back to living his usual unfiltered celebrity lifestyle, while Ben Grimm spent most of his time in his room, watching sports and smoking heavy cigars.

Sue walked over to her chair and sat down. She picked up her phone, staring at the screen for a moment before murmuring to herself, "Should I call that little scoundrel... or tease him first through text?"

She was thinking about Mu Chen. They had met yesterday morning and fucked before she had to leave for the Avengers meeting.

The entire day had been spent in that dull, drawn-out meeting, and by night she had wanted to call him — only to see a message in the private group chat she shared with Jean and Emma.

Emma had written that Mu Chen was with her. Not because anyone had asked, but simply because she enjoyed showing off how openly—and how much more often than everyone else—she got to spend time with him.

Reading that message, Sue felt a small pang of sadness at the thought of not getting to spend time with him today. But she was exhausted from the long meeting, so she decided to sleep instead of disturbing Emma and Mu Chen. Just like how the other girls never disturbed her when she was with him.

Now, at 11 in the morning, she figured he was probably still in class.

"I think I should tease him first..." Sue murmured to herself. Deciding on that, she opened her phone and started typing a message.

...

Inside one of the classrooms at the Mutant Academy, Mu Chen sat at the back near the window. One palm rested beneath his chin while the fingers of his other hand idly spun a pen.

At the front of the room, the economics professor, Warren Worthington continued the lecture, speaking about market structures and resource allocation. Mu Chen had found it somewhat interesting at first. For the first twenty minutes, he had even paid attention.

After that, however, the lecture had become little better than a lullaby.

Rather than continue listening, Mu Chen projected a movie in front of himself. The screen floated invisibly above his desk, visible only to him. To everyone else, he appeared to be quietly watching the lecture while occasionally twirling his pen.

Then a soft ding came from his phone.

Mu Chen’s attention shifted away from the movie. Glancing down, he saw a notification – message from Susan. He picked up his phone and opened it.

"I saw Emma’s message last night. Looks like someone had fun without me. Should I punish you by not letting you fuck me today..."

Mu Chen read her message and a small smirk formed on his face. He already knew about personal group of these three women. The movie screen before him vanished as he typed out a reply.

On the other side, Sue didn’t have to wait long before her phone chimed with a notification. Picking it up, she immediately found Mu Chen’s response.

"Punish me like that? That’s mean. But if you’re really not letting me near you today, at least tell me what you’re wearing right now. This lecture is dead and I need something way better to think about."

"Hehe, Mu Chen, that’s exactly what I’d expect from you. How is a shameless pervert like you supposed to focus on lectures?" Sue giggled softly as she read the message.

A moment later, she let out a small scoff, though a smirk tugged at her lips. She shifted in her chair, crossing her legs as she typed.

"I’m in the office, wearing my Fantastic Four suit. This blue uniform is stretched obscenely over my heavy tits. The thin stretchy fabric is clearly outlining my thick nipples."

"It hugs my slim waist before tightly gripping my wide hips and fat ass, sinking deep between my cheeks and pressing against my pussy like it is painted onto my naked body."

She didn’t have to wait any longer, in new seconds she got his reply.

"Damn, that’s really hot. But you gave me way more detail than I asked for. Is this also your way of punishing me? If it is, then you’re succeeding... because you’ve already got me completely focused on you."

Sue read Mu Chen’s reply on her phone, she bit her lower lip and deliberately pressed her thighs together under the desk. The thin, stretchy material of her suit sank deeper between her folds, creating a delicious friction that rubbed right against her clit.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she typed with one hand, the other resting on her thigh.

"Oh baby... are you losing yourself so early? Then let me make it worse for you. The suit is so tight it’s basically teasing me on its own. It’s rubbing right against my clit every time I move... and I’m already getting wet."

Mu Chen replied: "Fuck Sue, now you are making me hard for you."

Sue read Mu Chen’s reply on her phone, her eyes widening with fresh heat after knowing her lover was getting hard for her.

She uncrossed her legs and spread them wider under desk, slipping her hand from her thighs to top of her mound as she touched the fabric.

"Ummm~..." A soft moan escaped her lips, feeling the way the material clung to her was starting to become unbearable, she leaned back slightly and moved her fingers over it as she typed back with her hand, slowly.

"My pussy is dripping baby. Tell me something, Mu Chen. If you were here right now instead of sitting in that boring class..., what would you do to me first?"

Mu Chen read her message and smirked, at other side. Knowing Sue, very well, he could already imagine at what state. He started to type again.

Mu Chen: "If I was right there, your dress would have been on floor, legs spread wide on the chair and my face buried between your thighs. Eating your needy cunt until you are shaking and moaning my name."

Sue read his message and her breath caught in her throat. Her hips jerked forward as her fingers moved faster over the soaked fabric, rubbing tight circles against her clit.

"Ahhn~..." the sexy blonde woman let out a sharp, involuntary moan as it slipped past her lips before she could stop it.

Her other hand trembled slightly as she typed back.

Sue: "Fuck, baby... Now all I can think about is shoving your face between my legs and riding it. My pussy’s throbbing badly right now..."

The thought of his tongue pushing deep inside her made her body flush with renewed heat. Her nipples stiffened visibly against the tight blue suit, rubbing against the material with every shaky breath she took.

Her phone lit up with Mu Chen’s reply.

"Good. Keep thinking about it, Sue... I’d lick up every drop you’re making right now. I wouldn’t stop even after you cum the first time. I’d make you cum again with just my mouth before I even think about using anything else."

Reading the message, her breath hitched.

Sue’s thighs trembled under the desk at the thought of that smug mouth latching onto her pussy.

She imagined his tongue dragging slow and greedy through her folds before pushing deep inside her, making her cum again and again until she was a moaning, trembling mess.

"Ahhh... ughhhhh..." Sue whimpered, as she pushed two fingers harder against the thin blue fabric right over her pussy, pressing the stretchy material deep between her swollen lips. The suit was so tight it offered almost no resistance.

She could feel how wet she had become — the crotch of her Fantastic Four suit was now visibly darker, the blue fabric clinging obscenely to her folds and turning almost see-through from how soaked it was.

A thin trail of her juices had already escaped the edges of the suit and was slowly running down the inside of her left thigh.

Her free hand shook as she grabbed her phone again. She could barely type straight, her thighs twitching every time she pictured his mouth sealed over her cunt, sucking on her clit while she came again and again.

With trembling fingers, she finally managed to type: "Oh God... Mu Chen, I want you right now before me."

Her fingers kept rubbing in tight, desperate circles, pushing the fabric harder against her throbbing clit as she kept imagining his tongue lapping at her, drinking down everything she gave him, refusing to let her come down from the high.

Mu Chen: "Oh Sue... but why? I thought you were punishing me today by not letting me touch you at all."

Sue read the message and her face instantly burned with embarrassment.

She had started this whole thing just to tease him — to make him suffer a little during his boring lecture. But somewhere between the messages, she had completely lost control.

Her fingers were still rubbing frantically over her soaked suit, her thighs were trembling, and her pussy was throbbing so hard it almost hurt. She could already picture that smug grin on Mu Chen’s face and hear that low, knowing chuckle he always gave her when he knew he had won.

"Damn bastard... he’s so fucking irresistible," she cursed internally, biting her lip hard as another rush of wetness leaked out of her and soaked further down her inner thighs.

Her breath came out shaky as she stared at his message. She wanted to stay in control, but her body had already betrayed her completely.

With trembling hands, she quickly typed back, her fingers slipping slightly on the screen because they were so wet.

Sue: "I was just teasing you... now just come here right now... I want you to fuck me hard and deep until I can’t think straight. Please, baby... I’m so fucking wet for you right now."

She hit send and immediately leaned back in her chair, legs spread wide under the desk as she kept rubbing herself desperately through the ruined suit.