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Fantastic Four: A Hard Day's Night

By: Ksennin



PART ONE: LOVE AND MARRIAGE

Standing before the dressing room's full-length mirror, Susan Storm Richards regarded her reflection with critical eyes. After adjusting an imperceptible wrinkle in her skimpy garment, she placed her hands on her hips, and twisted first one way, then the other, finally rotating to study her silhouette in profile. 

Apparently satisfied, she nodded to herself. The very-abridged version of her Fantastic Four uniform still fit as well as ever, if not better, she thought. 

"Two pregnancies and still flat," she muttered, sliding a hand over her exposed abdomen. "And still firm," she added, cupping with both hands the full bosom which stretched her top's spandex-like material. The longer hours in the gym truly paid off.

She stretched one shapely leg to a side and considered the thigh-high white boots. The high heels were quite impractical, unlike the ones she used with her regular uniform, but she liked the resulting decadent look. 

Sue had worn the skimpy, two-piece costume with the long white gloves and matching boots, only for a brief time, and had soon discarded it as unsuitable for her adventures as a member of the Fantastic Four, but she had to admit that she loved the way the daring, skin-exposing combination flattered her figure. The high-cut bottom covered barely more than a swimsuit, and the shoulder-baring top, ending not far below the bust line, emphasized the lush fullness and shape of her breasts. The unstable molecules fabric had not been designed for such purposes, but the skin-tight result of using a costume apparently two-sizes too small certainly showed off her curves to outstanding effect. Even the top's classic number "four" symbol helped bring the observer's eyes to her chest, as she knew well from experience.

Brushing her soft blonde hair aside, Sue fastened to her neck the white choker with the "four" symbol. She studied her reflection again, and smiled. You could be a wife and mother and still be seductive, she told herself. She was ready.

Leaving her bedroom, Sue strode down the corridor of the living quarters, practicing the undulating walk she planned to use. Coming out into the large common living room, she smiled at the sight of the large orange-hued figure effortlessly carrying a large trunk in one massive hand.

"Why, Ben," she said. "Planning to sneak out?"

"Uh?" Ben Grimm said, turning around. The trunk slipped from his grasp and fell with a heavy thud, spilling the contests all over the carpeted floor.

"Suzie? What-Why-?" he stammered, trying to pick up the scattered clothes and personal effects while failing miserably in not staring at her. "Uh, I mean, didn't ya stop wearing... 'dat' some time ago?"

"Thought I'd try it on again, just to see if it still fit," she said, spreading her legs slightly and posing with hands on hips. "Doesn't it make me look fat?"

"Fat? Ya kiddin' me? Heck, ya look great, kiddo."

"Why, thank you. I hope Reed feels the same," she said with a smile and a meaningful lift of her eyebrows.

"Uh, I'm sure he will," Ben offered. "Anyone normal would," he added, muttering to himself.

"You don't have to leave at all, you know," Sue said, folding her arms before her chest, forearms pressing her soft breasts up inside her top. 

"Been promisin' Alicia a long vacation for ages, Suzie," Ben said, trying hard to look exclusively at the pair of socks that seemed to elude his thick rocky digits. "I owe her."

"But you don't have to quit for that!"

"Ya know der's always crap comin' up. Ya guys need someone close by. Jennifer'll do fine in my place."

"Oh, well, try to come back soon, you big lug," Sue said, stepping next to Ben, her hands holding onto the craggy surface of his inhumanly thick arm, and leaning forward on tip-toes to kiss his craggy cheek, her breast pressing against his massive bicep. "We'll miss you. I'll miss you."

"Com'on! Don't make get all teary-eyed and crap," Ben said, his rocky body stiffening ever more. "I ain't leavin' till tomorrow mornin'. And sure I'll be back."

"I know you will, Ben. No matter how much you do grumble, you know that you aren't happy away from us," she said with a warm smile from the doorway. "We are like family."

"Yeah, I know," he said.

"Till later," she said and left.

"Never had no relative who looked like dat," Ben muttered with a sigh.

**************************************

"Reed?"

"Um?"

"It's late, darling," Susan said, standing in the open doorway to Reed Richards' Multi-Lab, her voice soft and inviting. "You should come to bed."

"Oh, yes, in a minute," Reed Richards said, his eyes never wavering from the multi-screen monitor array where figures and symbols raced at vertiginous speeds, while his arms and fingers stretched in impossible ways to operate keyboard after keyboard with manic speed.

"You should REALLY come to bed," Sue repeated. "You won't regret it."

"Oh, yes, in a minute." 

"Franklin is sleeping over at the Powers' house, so I thought we may have some time for... ourselves," she explained, as she slowly walked in, her body moving with deliberate sinuousness. "It has been a while, you know."

"Oh, yes, I'll be there in a while."

"I am wearing something special for you."

"Yes, dear."

"How do I look?"

"You always look lovely, Sue."

"You could look at me."

Reed glanced at his wife for an instant, and smiled warmly at her. "That's nice. Aren't you cold?" he asked, while turning back to his work.

"Not at all. Just the opposite, in fact." 

"You don't want to get a cold, dear."

"I would want to get something else, instead," Sue said, standing behind him and leaning forward, her arms gently embracing his seated figure, her bosom pressed softly to the back of his head. 

"That's fine dear," he replied, his hand tapping hers twice before returning to work the keyboards. "Get whatever you want."

"Really?" she said, her voice a seductive purr, as she pressed forward, cradling his head between her breasts. "I may want it in every way possible."

"That's fine dear."

"You of all people should be interested in some... experimenting." 

"Yes, dear."

"So I've been thinking of some new ways to use your stretching powers," she said with a wicked glint in her eyes. "And I wouldn't mind being stretched a bit myself..."

"That's fine dear."

"Do you think you could manage to enter me all ways at once?" she asked, her hands running thru his hair. 

"Yes, dear."

"And we have yet to measure how deep you can really get," she in a throaty whisper, moving down to bite at his right ear.

"Hey! That hurt!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, I may want it to hurt," she purred. "The best times often do, at first..."

"I'm sure," he said, frowning, and reaching with an elongated arm to scribble several obscure equations into a notepad several yards away.

"Let's do it here, now," she said, moving before him. 

"Do what?"

"Everything," she said, sitting back on the control console, throwing her head slightly back, and arching her back, to push her bust forward. "Whatever you want."

"Some coffee would be nice, thanks," he said with a smile.

"I was thinking of something more... stimulating," Sue insisted, slowly lifting one leg to rest her foot on his groin.

"I am working, Sue," Reed said, with a sincere expression of bafflement.

"Oh, yes, you are always working," she replied, her voice growing an edge of irritation. "I thought you could work on me, for a chance."

"I'll be finished in a minute, dear," Reed said, stretching his torso and twisting to a side to watch the monitors behind his wife.

"I thought you would like the outfit," Sue said, letting her breath out with a sigh of disappointment.

"Oh, sure, it's lovely," he said, while reaching up to connect several cable arrays.

"It can be gone, if you don't like it," she said as the fabric's colors began to grow faint. "It can be as if I had nothing at all on," she added, and the fading clothing began to show the pink-colored large nipples beneath, until it finally disappeared altogether, exposing her flesh as if it had never existed. The full breasts heaved with a deep breath, begging for attention, and she leaned back on the console, her legs spreading open, exposing the soft blonde hair between.

"Oh, I liked it. You are always lovely," he said, not looking away from his computer screens.

"Namor loved this outfit," she said softly, with a new fire in her eyes. "He really did."

"That's fine dear."

"He loved ripping it off me, too," she added, a tone of challenge in her voice.

"I'm sure, dear," Reed replied typing in a different keyboard, while another monitor showed rapidly fluctuating graphs.

"Almost as much as he loved having me," she whispered.

"That's fine dear."

"As he loved possessing me, making me his," she added, with growing emphasis. "Fucking me, fucking me like a savage beast, making me come in his arms, again and again."

"Really?"

"Oh, yes. He fucked me so hard. In my cunt, my ass, everywhere, and I couldn't get enough. I just begged for more. More of his big, thick cock. I begged to be his bitch forever."

"That's fine dear."

"You haven't heard a fucking thing I said, right?"

"Excuse me?"

**************************************

The HERBIE Mark XIII drone hovered five feet above the ground, its extensible mechanical arms picking up assorted small items of clothing scattered in the living room. Initial evaluation of the size of the teddy-bear print boxer shorts indicated that among the habitat's registered residents, entity Benjamin Grimm had a 99% probability of being the owner. The self-improvement associational analysis algorithm programmed by designer entity Reed Richards, led to register the observation that current data collation on paired clothing items indicated a 79% probability of isolated items lacking the respective companion, HERBIE register while gathering the oversized, unmatched socks.

"I could kill him! I could really, really kill him!" Sue said out loud as she barged into the room, her hands bunched into fists. "why the hell do I put up with this?" she continued, disappearing down the corridor to the bedrooms.

"Excuse me, madam," HERBIE said, following Sue into her rooms. "The clean clothing items were placed in the proper drawer locations at nineteen hours."

"I really should-" Susan said, before turning to look at HERBIE with a furrowed brow. "What?"

"Repeating: The clean clothing-"

"What are you talking ab-? Ah! Damn!" Sue said, making her costume become visible again. "No need for that, Herbie. I'm already dressed."

"Fine, Madam. May I be of any assistance?"

"Not unless you can slap some sense into my husband," she replied bitterly, letting herself fall back onto the bed despondently.

"My programming explicitly forbids any physical violence against humans."

"Yes, yes, Asimov's Laws of Robotics and all," Sue said, staring blankly at the ceiling. "What about Susan's First Law of Married Life: 'Wife should get some from time to time'?"

HERBIE hovered in silence, unable to process an answer.

"I mean," Sue continued. "I'm not asking for it all the time! Not that I wouldn't want it -but just once every couple of weeks or something like that! Is that too much to ask?"

"I cannot -" HERBIE began.

"I mean, is it such a chore?" she asked, standing up. "Am I not desirable?"

"I am not equipped to process that-"

"Men stare at me everywhere! Playboy has been asking me to pose for years! Even aliens want me! Kree, Skrulls, Shi'ar, whatever! How come half the universe wants to get into my pants but my husband acts like I don't exist?" she exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air. 

"Evidence indicates that Mr. Richards is indeed aware of your physical existence-"

"Sure, like another piece of machinery or furniture! I want him to be there for me! I have needs!"

"All basic household services are functioning at the optimum levels," HERBIE said. "Whatever Madam needs can surely be provided."

"Oh, please! Can you pry Reed away from his lab?"

"Mr. Richards gave instructions not be disturbed."

"See? Maybe he should program me too!"

"Organics cannot-"

"It just isn't right! We've been married for almost a damn decade! Sure they say the honeymoon is over at some time, but we really never had any! Hell, even the day we got married he spent more time on his work than on me! Literally!"

"Mr. Richards' work is of the utmost importance."

"Sure, I know that! But I wish to be important too!" Sue complained. "I kill myself dieting and working out, and I lose to a damn bunch of circuits and cables!"

"The multi-lab is composed of more than just-" "I should go out," she said, eyes shining. "You should call me a cab and I should go I out clubbing, and see if others do notice me! I should fuck the night away with some hot stud, and Reed can go to hell!"

"Metaphysical locations are not accessible-"

"It's ridiculous that in all these years of marriage I have slept more with other men than with my own husband! Hell, I think I have gotten more sex from our enemies alone than from Reed!"

"Madam, my programming indicates this may be filed as 'Too Much Information'-"

"Ah, damn, why am I telling you this at all?"

"Human behavior exhibits a basic need to unburden emotional issues with anyone available as audience. This conclusion is derived from analysis of the Oprah show."

"And why the hell are you standing there?"

"I cannot exit a verbal exchange until being formally dismissed, madam. At what time do you desire your taxicab, madam?"

"Taxicab?"

"To quote go out clubbing unquote and quote fuck the night away with some hot stud unquote."

"But I don't want to cheat on him! I hate cheating on him! I love Reed, I don't want anyone else, but what choice does he give me? Do I even get a quickie from time to time? No! The only time I had sex regularly at home was when the Brute passed himself off as Reed, and THAT's how I knew something was wrong! It was just too much and too good to be true!"

"Madam then will not require a taxicab."

"NO!"

"Fine, madam. May I be of any assistance?"

"NO!"

"May I be excused?"

"Oh, get out of here!" she said, already close to tears of frustration.

*********************************************

HERBIE left the Invisible Girl's living quarters. 

The previously projected date did not match, but the medical literature reviewed had warned about the possibility of irregularity. He went on, registering the day in his inner calendar as the beginning of the 'That Time of the Month' period, and activated all the pertinent behavioral precautions.

*********************************************

Sue took off the unsuccessful outfit and threw it against the wall, her invisible force powers making a dent in the sheet-rock wall.

She would not cry or go nuts, Sue told herself, taking a long, deep breath. Ever since her ordeal with the PsychoMan in the Microverse, she had sworn that she would never let her frustrations saddle her with guilt and feelings of inadequacy. She knew that she was beautiful and sexy, and if Reed did not appreciate it, it was his loss.

She entered the bathroom and headed for the tub, opening the hot water faucet. She would take a long, hot bath, and forget about her sex life, or lack of it.

As she slipped in the hot water, Sue sighed. She could never stay mad at Reed for too long. His detachment with the mundane was part of his genius, and she loved him too much to hate such an essential part of his self, but she could not help but feel frustrated by their lack of regular intimacy. It had been so long since he had last caressed her, she thought, since he had last made her tremble in his arms.

Perhaps if he were lousy in bed she would not feel so deprived, but he was a wonderful lover. The obsessive concentration he devoted to his work, he also carried to the bedroom. She loved the way he explored her body with his stretchable limbs, how he lingered in the most unusual spots, as if measuring her every minute change in arousal, how he managed to make possible positions that would have baffled the writers of the Kama Sutra.

Sue sighed again. Her hands had been running over her skin in synch with her recollections, rubbing her swollen nipples, kneading the soft flesh of her teats, touching herself as she longed him to touch her. One hand slid between her legs and explored her core, the water mixing with her own growing moisture, and she moaned with the growing pleasure. If only it were his hands on her.

She began to rub harder, to probe more insistently. Her excitement rose, but also her sense of unease. Masturbation most often left her feeling empty and unfulfilled, as if she had settled for junk food instead of a proper meal. 

Perhaps her therapists and the Psycho Man were right, and she was essentially too passive. Maybe she did need the presence of a lover both for emotional communion and for providing her the opportunity to relax, to let go and yield completely to her senses. Maybe she could go just so far being too active herself.

She smiled and bit her lower lip with a small smile. She could still be passive, physically at least, she knew. Focusing on her powers, she extended her arms above her head, in a stretched out languorous position, while she felt the pressure of her invisible force against her own skin. She simulated the pressure of a body on top of hers, and as she opened her legs as wide as the tub allowed her, she felt the shape of an invisible force construct parting her outer labia.

The force field construct felt solid but perfectly smooth, slicker than plastic or glass, as it slid between her inner lips and entered her, making her gasp with its size. She bit her teeth at the slight discomfort, and concentrated to make the construct larger, thicker, even as it slowly penetrated her. 

She cried out softly, the surrogate penis reaching deep into her. She could make it as long or as thick as she wanted, and a bit too much of each was just enough. Moaning loudly, she made the construct begin to thrust rhythmically into her.

She tried to shape a second construct to probe her anus, but the first construct faltered in its motion and lost consistency as her concentration wavered. She focused again on the single one in her vagina, and brought one hand down again to caress her swollen clitoris.

She made the thrusting more urgent, seeking release, feeling her climax approach, but her concentration lapsed as the pleasure increased. She focused on the construct's shape, size and hardness above all, fixing its visualized image in her mind as a focus, trying to keep the pumping pace in time with her hand's rubbing of her clitoris. But the synchronization failed, and the construct thrust too deep and two hard, making her yelp in pain. It was the price to pay, she knew, biting her lip, not stopping, but the thrusting became jerky and irregular as she felt the onset of orgasm. When the warm rush of pleasure began to truly rise in her core, she lost all focus, and the construct banished into nothingness.

"NO!" Sue cried, rubbing hard at her clitoris, trying to recover the fading orgasm, but no avail. It was gone.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" she yelled out loud. The only thing worse than no sex, was aborted sex. 

"FUCK!" she repeated, and her mind lashed out, her invisible force exploding in all directions. The tub's water splashed high, perfume and oil bottles crashed against the walls, and the large mirror over the washbasin shattered.

PART TWO: IT'S A DIRTY JOB, BUT SOMEBODY'S GOTTA DO IT

HERBIE responded immediately to the master bathroom's alarm, activating the headquarters' security protocols while rushing to the location of the disruption. 

"HERBIE!" Susan yelled as the robot entered the master bedroom. "Where the hell is it?"


Fantastic Four: A Hard Day's Night



"What 'it', madam?"

"My vibrator! I left here last Monday!" she said, pointing at the open drawer, whose contents were now strewn upon the floor.

"Madam means the small cylindrical object with the inefficient internal motor producing no discernible useful function, powered by two batteries of-"

"YES, YES! THAT ONE! 

"Mr. Richards had me retrieve it this morning for-"

"You took my vibrator? Reed had you take my vibrator?"

"Yes, madam."

"But why?"

"He needed to cannibalize certain parts for a new device he designed while shaving-"

"He dismantled my vibrator? He has three floors full of his high-tech crap and he has to take MY vibrator?"

"That is correct, madam."

"That's nuts!"

HERBIE identified the expression as a colloquial interjection needing no reply. "Was there an problem in the bathroom, madam?" it asked.

"My whole marriage is the problem!"

"The floor is covered in sharp glass fragments. It would be advisable to wear shoes."

"I walked over my force field," Sue replied. "And what the fuck did Reed need it for? What great damn miracle of science did he perform?"

"Mr. Richards constructed a new type of shaving device. The patent request has already been filed-"

"A razor? Reed took my vibrator apart to make a damn new electric razor?"

"An electronic razor, madam."

"THAT"S TOO MUCH!"

"Would madam like me to fetch her some clothing items?"

"Screw that! If my husband won't see me naked, who cares if you or the toaster does!"

"If madam grows cold I can adjust the temperature-"

"I am not cold! It's the opposite! But how the fuck am I supposed to deal with it with no vibrator?"

"Perhaps I can be of assistance?"

"How the hell can you assist me?"

"Whatever function the dismantled implement performed I can surely duplicate."

"What?"

HERBIE extended its long, flexible cylindrical arms and set them to vibrate, creating an audible hum. 

"Would this be adequate?" it asked.

Sue's eyes grew wide open. 

"Madam only needs to state what task she needs performed."

*********************************************

Walking into the lobby, Ben Grimm noticed the flashing light of the activated security protocols and frowned. It was not the highest-priority alarm yet, but in the Fantastic Four, you could never be too cautious, Ben decided. 

He took off his trench coat and other civilian clothing before entering the private elevator, clad only in his usual shorts of unstable-molecules fabric. He did not need to have more of his always shrinking wardrobe trashed, he knew.

"May be Clobbering Time," Ben muttered with a smile, cracking his oversized knuckles.

*********************************************

Sue moaned softly, writhing on the bed, her slender left arm stretched over her head while her right hand covered her open mouth.

"My nipples, pull my nipples again," she asked softly.

"Yes, madam," HERBIE replied, the small pincers at the end of his extended left arm pulling on the hard bud with precise tugs.

"Oh, yes," Sue purred, smiling. "Now the other one. Oh, yes... Now back to the other... Ah-Alternate between both, please."

"At which rate, madam?"

"Any- Ah!- Randomly!"

"Yes, madam," HERBIE replied, selecting a suitable aleatory distribution algorithm.

"Go deeper, now," Sue asked, her voice heavy with her excitement.

"Yes, madam," HERBIE replied, as the end of his extended right arm began to slide further inside the moist folds of her sex. 

"Deeper," she urged. "I'm wet enough again."

"Yes, madam."

"Oh, yeah!" Sue moaned. "More-OOW!-No, wait-Oooh- There, yes-Right there-!"

"Yes, madam."

"Step up the pace, now" she ordered. "Same depth, but pump harder and faster... OOOH! Yes, faster- harder-fa-AH! YES! Just like that!"

"Yes, madam."

Sue moaned loudly as the thick, flexible metal arm pumped into her with mechanical precision, the rhythm constant despite her squirming and tossing, as HERBIE's response evaluator adjusted precisely to her body's feedback.

Sue's hands clenched at the crumbled bed sheets. The robot arm was thicker than any vibrator or dildo she had ever owned, but was modest compared to some of her past less conventional lovers, so she had easily adjusted to its diameter, and her own intense warmth had soon made the metal's temperature acceptable.

She had no idea it would be so good. She had balked at first, surprised at herself for even contemplating such a thing. It was not just that HERBIE was a robot, as she had had sex with robots before. It was a nonliving object, but so were a vibrator or a dildo. But HERBIE was the help, and as liberal as she considered herself to be, her upper class upbringing still made the idea of sex with the servants shocking. 

The very unorthodoxy of the prospect however had made her go through with it after a single moment's thought. It was wrong, she decided, and kinky, and that made it simply too exciting to turn down. 

Her initial reluctance had been forgotten after the first few seconds. The thrill of telling HERBIE exactly what to do, of getting precisely what she wanted, combined by the fact that she could be completely passive otherwise, having the drone do all the work, had proved enormously exciting and satisfying. There was nothing to feel guilty about, she told herself as she moaned and whimpered. It surely was less kinky than blowing Lockjaw or anything similar. 

She felt her long-desired release build up, and she began to tremble in anticipation, the pleasure becoming almost too much to bear.

"Yes! YES! Go on! I'm about to come," she cried. "AAH! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!"

"Yes, madam."

"DON'T -OH, FUCK! DON'T-!"

"WHATTA HELL?" a new voice boomed.

Suddenly HERBIE was gone.

*********************************************

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Sue yelled, at the edge of hysteria. "I WAS JUST ABOUT TO COME!"

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-," HERBIE droned on and on and on, from the floor at a corner of the room.

"Damn thing was fuckin' ya!" Ben protested, his huge hands waving in the air.

"And doing it damn well, too!" Sue replied, trying to control her fury. "Why the fuck did you have to ruin it?"

"I thought 'twas raping ya! Just like dat other time when-"

"That was years ago! It was a different version of HERBIE, it was being controlled by Doctor Sun, and it only TRIED to rape me! It never managed to actually do it!"

"Because I found ya just in time! Just like now!"

"NO! THAT time you saved me, NOW you fucked up, you idiot! You fucked up my fucking!"

"Why da hell was dat thing doin' dat to ya, anyway? How da ya know it wasn't possessed again or sumthin'?"

"Because I told it to do it! Because I needed someone or something to do it"! 

"Ya what?

"And the only one being possessed here was me! Very well, too! Until you had to go and screw it up!"

"Jeez, Suzie!" Ben exclaimed. "Why wouldya wanna have dat thing do dat?"

"BECAUSE I NEED TO BE FUCKED!" Sue exploded. "I NEED SEX! I NEED TO BE FUCKED OR I'LL GO NUTS!"

"But-"

"AND IF REED WON'T DO IT, I'LL FUCK WHATEVER I CAN!" she yelled, stomping her foot, fists clenched in fury.

"Uh," Ben began, his eyes bulging at the sight of Sue's nude breasts bouncing up and down with her every movement. "Ya may wanna put some clothes on, Suzie."

"This is my house and I'll be naked whenever I want! Why does everyone want to put clothes on me? Am I so horrible or what?"

"NO!" Ben stammered. "It ain't that I'm complainin', but-"

"I can parade bare-naked all day and still Reed won't even look at me, anyway!" she said with a gesture of desperation.

"Oh, crap. He's like dat again?"

"HE'S ALWAYS LIKE THAT!"

"Aw, Suzie, I'm sorry, but-"

"It's like I don't exist at all!"

"Com'on, Suzie, ya know Stretcho has his head up his own ass half the time, but ya know he still luvs ya..."

"I know he loves me! I love him to! But that doesn't give me cock when I need it, does it?"

"Jeez, Suzie, don't speak like dat-"

"I'm still young, I'm sexy-"

"Sure, but-"

"I deserve to have a sex life! What does Reed want? That I start screwing around? I don't want to! But if Reed won't touch me, what can I do the next time Terrax wants to have me?"

"Terrax's dead last I knew, Suzie."

"Whoever! Blaastar! Annhilius! Anyone else who ever had me or wanted to!"

"Ya can't go doing dat!"

"Right now I'd even screw the Mole Man!"

"Suzie! Dose are bad guys! Evil, dangerous bastards! Ya can't-"

"What else you want me to do? I can't even keep a damn vibrator around!" 

"I don't-"

"Who should I fuck instead? Willie, the mailman? You?"

Ben's mouth hung open, as suddenly both Sue and him grew silent at once.

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-," HERBIE repeated in the background.

"I-I meant-" Sue stammered, her face growing red, and she looked down from Ben's eyes, only to gasp in surprise at the sight of the enormous bulge in Ben's shorts. 

"BEN!" she exclaimed.

"Ah-I'm sorry, Suzie," Ben said, his rocky orange hide growing ever ruddier, as he tried to cover his obvious erection. "It's an accident. Yer bouncing around naked, and yer boobs-I mean, I'm a man, and-"

"Oh, yes, you are," Sue said, her eyes taking on a peculiar sparkle. "You certainly are."

"Ya really need ta get sumthin' on, Suzie. Ya can give a man a heart attack or sumthin'"

"I'm interested in that 'something' part, actually," Sue said, a smile forming in her lips.

"Ya can't mean-"

"Well, it's nice to finally see someone being truly happy to see me," Sue said, running a hand through her blonde hair and walking closer to Ben, her body making a production out of the couple of steps.

"Oh, shit," Ben muttered, beginning to walk away. "Yer yankin' my chain, aren't ya?"

"I'll yank whatever you want," Sue said, smiling, while her invisible force closed shut the door behind Ben.

"Look, Suzie," Ben began, his broad back bumping with the closed door. 

"You look, Ben. Look at me," she said in a seductive, throaty voice, while slowly running a hand along the side of her body, from hip to breast, to finally pinch at her own nipple. "Don't you like what you see?'

"I like it plenty enough," he muttered, swallowing with difficulty. "But better not make dat kinda joke, it coulda get us inta trouble."

"I think we are in trouble already, Ben. Don't you feel it?" she asked, standing just before him, her hands reaching to touch his wide shoulders, her eyes looking up at his with a myriad promises. 

"Suzie, dontcha-"

"Don't you feel it now?" she asked again, pressing herself against him, standing on tip-toes so her lush breasts flattened fetchingly against the wide expanse of his rocky chest.

"Suzie, Reed is my best friend." Ben, said, trying hard not to look down.

"I think that's perfect," she said, her voice a seductive purr, while a bent leg moved to rub at his side, her foot caressing the back of his rocky calf. "Who better to do it? You don't want Klaw or the Superskrull fucking your best friend's wife, do you?"

"Hell, no! But-"

"Or do you want me to go off with Namor to Atlantis, and leave Reed? Is that what you want?"

"You wouldn't!"

"All I want is some sex, Ben," she said, breathing deeply, and Ben could feel her chest expand in the close contact. "Surely as Reed's best friend you can do some fill-in work for him."

"Suzie, I luv Alicia, ya know dat," Ben said, trying to sound earnest.

"We all love Alicia," Sue said, beginning to rock herself slightly while brushing against him, her nipples growing stiffer with the friction against the rough surface of his rock-like hide. "I won't mind if you invite her in, as well."

"That's not what I meant!" Ben said, flustered, as the resulting image crossed his mind and made his erection grow even larger. "I can't do that to her!"

"I want you to do it to me, silly. And you want it, too. It's easy to tell," she said, as her hand moved to touch the large bulge jutting impressively from his shorts. 

"Suzie, no man with his balls on wouldn't wantcha," Ben said with a sigh. "But it won't work out, ya know. We done it before, remember and-"

"Ah, those times didn't count," Sue said, frowning, as her hand continued to move around Ben's bulging groin. "They were the wrong circumstances, and each time one of us wasn't of the right mind. And even so, it was never bad at all, right?"

Ben swallowed hard. It had been a wrong idea to recall the past. Sue and him had had sex twice before, one or the other being under mental manipulation, and in the time that he did remember the sex had been fantastic. 

Despite his monstrous appearance, Ben had at times enjoyed sex with some of the most extraordinary and beautiful women in the universe, and Sue had more than measured up to any of them. He could not help but wonder if the sex would as good with Sue being herself.

"I'll let you go the back way," she whispered. "I bet Alicia doesn't give you that."

Ben blinked in surprise. Surely Suzie could not do such a thing, he thought. Not even as Malice had she done that. She was too petite for it to work anyway.

"Maybe I could talk to Reed," Ben offered, his voice lacking all conviction. "Knock some sense inta him..."

"Maybe you could fuck my brains out right here, right now," Sue said with clenched teeth, as her hand gripped him tightly through the stretched fabric of unstable-molecules. "Or must I hop over to the moon and screw the whole Inhuman race, from Gorgon to Lockjaw?"

"Suzie!"

"Hell, I'll fuck the Watcher for good measure, too."

So much for being submissive.

*********************************************

Reed Richards nodded with interest as the graph in the screen spiked exponentially into surprising ranges. The tesseract that housed his particle accelerator would need to be expanded, he registered in his mental agenda, thinking of the whole new range of experiments he would need to run to clarify his latest findings.

If he applied recent loop quantum theories which regarded how time and space themselves existed only as predetermined quanta, like the matter and energy whose presence intrinsically defined timespace, he could see some truly fascinating new ramifications. He should tell Sue about this, he told himself, looking around him with puzzlement. 

Had Sue not said that she would bring coffee?

He frowned then as he noticed the flashing light signaling the activation of the emergency protocols. He had muted all devices to better concentrate, so it could have been activated at any time without him realizing it. Wasting no time he ran a complete security system check, but could detect no intrusion in the security perimeters, and no vital emergencies except for a single activated sensor in the living quarters. He transferred the security system visuals to the main screen array, ready to do a complete inspection of the headquarters. 

Hopefully Victor was not at it again.

He began from the top, and the exterior sensors in the roof slab did report an object with an incoming vector.

*********************************************

Ben held Sue by her wrists against the wall, her spread legs not touching the floor, as their mouths met, her soft, delicate lips mashing against the craggy ridges of his mouth, her small tongue wrestling with the thick slab of his.

She broke the kiss in a breathless gasp, and he lifted her higher, while leaning down to bite at her heaving breasts. His wide mouth and teeth allowed him to bite and suck on almost all of each generous teat, making her moan loudly in response. After long minutes of focusing on her bosom, Ben's large hands took her by her slender waist and lifted her even higher up the wall with the almost ridiculous ease his superhuman strength afforded, so his mouth and tongue were able to move further down her trembling stomach, leaving a glistening trail of saliva from her now-tender nipples to her pubis.

She brought her legs over his shoulders, leaving only her upper back in contact with the wall as his hands pulled her hips forward, so his big, round head was buried between her trembling thighs. His massive digits kneaded her buttocks and his mouth started to work on her, the thick tongue, bigger and stronger than any man's, lapping eagerly at her moist core, making her vocalize loudly in appreciation.

Pulling her slightly higher up, his tongue moved to probe the drenched entrance to her sex, to taste her innermost flavor, and she pouted in disappointment as he soon withdrew it, only to gasp in pain and surprise, when the tongue was replaced by a inhumanly thick, craggy-skinned finger. Easily holding her in place with just one hand, Ben began to use his fingers in conjunction with his mouth, probing her depth and tightness gently with his index finger.

Sue moaned as the massive digit, thicker even than the robot arm had been, slid deeply into her sex, its gentle probing stretching her with delicious subdued pain, even as Ben's tongue began to work on her swollen clitoris. But just when she thought the sensation could not become any more intense, she felt his thumb caress the entrance to her anus. 

She cried out in delight, her pleasure multiplied tenfold, as thumb and index penetrated each of her entrances, while her clitoris was being licked, sucked and bit tirelessly. She moaned, cried, whined and whimpered with the unbearable pleasure, and began to throw her head back to hit the wall behind, again and again, in time with the frantic motions of her hips as she pushed herself against his mouth and fingers, seeking to match the pace of his ministrations.

"Hey, careful!" he said, concerned, as he realized what the loud knocks on the walls were, and he pulled his mouth away. "Ya can hurt yarself."

"NO! Don't stop!" she cried out.

"Better move ta'a softer place," he said, holding her up with no effort and turning around to deposit her face-up in the nearby bed.

"Please," she pleaded with both voice and eyes, lifting her torso up, leaning on her elbows, while spreading her legs wide for him. "Do it now. Do me now."

Catching his breath at the enormously erotic sight of such a truly beautiful woman in her posture of complete surrender to her desires, Ben tugged at his shorts, and freed his aching penis, its massive length stiff as a rock and with similar texture, a foot long and almost four inches in diameter, proportionally as impossibly wide and thick as the rest of Ben's body.

"Oh, my God," Sue whispered with a throaty voice heavy with lustful anticipation.

"Oh, my God!" a voice behind them echoed. "Will you look at THAT!"

PART THREE: ALL IN THE FAMILY

"JOHNNY!" Sue cried out in shock, unable to even move.

Johnny Storm stood in the room's doorway, his hand still in the doorknob, as he stared at the sight of his friend and sister, Ben with his enormous exposed erection, and Sue with her legs spread wide open, completely nude on the bed before him.

"She-eeet!" the young man said, eyebrows raised, a hand moving to run through his blond hair. "That's a sight you don't see every day." 

Ben and Sue both looked at Johnny, then at each other, then at Johnny again, none managing to make more than unintelligible word fragments.

"Ha-hum-well..."

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-," HERBIE droned on in the background.

"Damn, I wouldn't mind getting some of that myself," Johnny muttered finally, with a lopsided smile in his handsome, boyish features.

"Johnny!" Sue exclaimed, blushing even deeper, as she brought her legs together, and lifted her arms to cover her glistening breasts as much as possible.

"That's your sister, dammit!" Ben said, equally shocked.

"Sister?" Johnny asked, frowning. "Hey, I wasn't talking about Sue."

"Uh?" 

"Sure, she's pretty hot for an older chick and all, but dude... All this time I though they called you The Thing for your ugly face, but man-!"




Fantastic Four: A Hard Day's Night



Ben's eyes opened even wider.

"Was I mistaken or what?" Johnny completed, as he nodded his head in a gesture of admiration, his eyes fixed on the large orange-hued erection quivering in the air. "THAT Thing is quite SomeThing!"

"JOHNNY!" Ben exclaimed.

"Was I pissed when I found out I had come rushing over some kinda false alarm, but THIS surely made the hurry worth it!" Johnny added. "Pity I have other arrangements made for tonight, and I don't want to disappoint all those hot chicks and hunks, or..."

"Look, we can explain," Sue began.

"Explain what? That Reed is off his gourd again? Oh, big fucking news," Johnny said, shrugging. "I don't know why you two waited so long, actually. Anyway, I gotta split, guys. Things to see," he added, looking down again and whistling. "People to do and all that."

Sue relaxed and smiled at her brother. "Lock that door behind you as you leave, will you?"

"Sure, sis," Johnny said, blowing her a kiss with a small halo of flame as he turned to leave. "I hope you bought the lube by the gallon, though" he added with a final furtive glance at Ben's endowment. 

"Is he-?" Ben, began to ask as the door was closing, but it swung open once again, and Johnny's head leaned back inside.

"By the way, feel free to knock on my door as well anytime you want, Ben, ok?" Johnny added, before winking at him. "Bye!"

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-," HERBIE continued in the background as the door closed.

"Did he mean whatta-?" Ben began again.

"You didn't know Johnny swings both ways? I thought everyone knew," Sue said, falling back on the bed.

"Whatta revoltin' development," Ben muttered to himself.

"Now, where were we?"

*********************************************

"Roberta!" Johnny called out to the Fantastic Four's robot receptionist as he bounded out of the private elevator, and into the lobby. "Call Wyatt on his cell and tell him that I'm on my way back." He really needed to have Reed design a flame-proof cell phone, he thought.

"Yes, Mr. Storm," Roberta answered. "Anything else I may do for you?"

"Not really," he replied with a smile, a small halo of hot plasma already beginning to form around him as he headed for the main doors, preparing to flame on.

It was about time that Ben gave Sue a hand on her marital troubles, he thought. Reed's mind was forever lost up in the clouds, and while Sue had always acted all shy and demure since they were kids, he knew that inside she was really a furnace aching to burn. After all she was his sister. No wonder she had almost gone mental during those years of frustration.  

So who better than Ben to give her that extra "thing", he thought with a snicker. To keep Sue satisfied, Ben was surely the best option this side of the Hulk.

Bursting in flames in the sidewalk, enjoying the cries of surprise of the bystanders, Johnny wondered if Ben could get Alicia to do a group thing. Surely that was another nice girl dying to be nasty, he mused, taking off into the air.

*********************************************

"Was that Johnny?"

"Yes, madam, it was Mr. Storm," Roberta answered. "You just missed him."

"Damn. Who else is up there now?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Richards, as well as Mr. Grimm."

"Oh, good. I'll just go get the bags."

*********************************************

"Uh, maybe we shoulda forget it," Ben said with a sigh. "Sure wasn't a good idea, Suzie. Johnny-"

"What? Are you kidding? We were just getting started," Sue said, moving towards him on all fours. "Forget about Johnny, will you?"

"I kinda lost da mood," Ben said, scratching his head. "Maybe it's for da better, after all-"

"Oh, I'm sure I can help you find the mood again," she said, licking her lips, and reaching for his still-erect member.

"Suzie?"

"Now, this is a challenge," she said. Ben's phallus had indeed lost some if its rampant rigidity, but it was still much bigger and harder than most others she had ever seen, even at their best moments. Her hand came nowhere close to encircling its diameter as she grabbed it, and getting its massive glans in her mouth would not be easy.

Kneeling before him, she began to stroke the shaft as well as the craggy surface skin allowed. 

"Uh, Suzie..."

Her tongue ran slowly from the base to the crown, and back again, first running a spiraling path all along the length and then tracing the crack lines and ridges on the rocky skin.

"Ah, Suzie, I just..."

She kissed the thick shaft at intervals, massaging it, and the large testicles still in his shorts, with her hands.

"Um, eh, I just don't feel much of dat-"

"What?"

"Uh, well, my skin is ah, kinda thick, ya know," Ben said, very embarrassed. "It turns me on ta see ya doing it, sure, but I can't barely feel nuthin'."

"I almost wore my lips down on that thing and you didn't feel it?"

"Ya'd need ta do it a lot harder." 

"What? Should I chew on it?"

"Dat'd work, yes, and, um, it's much more sensitive at...uh, da end-"

"Why didn't you say that first?"

Sue opened her mouth and rubbed at the tip with her pouted lips, kissing and sucking as hard as she could, then letting her tongue trace the shape of the glans with deliberate pressure.

"Oh, yes! Dats lots better...," Ben muttered, breathing in deeply.

"You like the visual, too, eh?" Sue asked with a smile, and with some effort pulled the member to point downward, and pushing a breast at it, she used the swollen head to first trace the shape of her rosy aureole, and then to rub at her again stiff nipples, shifting from one breast to the other.

Ben stared at the sight of the beautiful blonde kneeling at his feet and sensuously rubbing her generous breasts against his manhood, and sighed. Sometimes it really paid to be one of the good guys.

"Well, it's working," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I'd better not wait till it gets too big again for this-"

Letting the phallus spring up again, Sue took a deep breath and wrapped her lips around as much of the huge head as she could, beginning to suck on it with gusto, trying to take more and more of it inside her mouth with each bob of her head. 

Ben closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

Her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with as much force as she could, Sue worked on the enormous head, before finally withdrawing slightly and letting her teeth press on the glans. Carefully, she bit on it, making Ben breathe in sharply. Doing small bite after bite, she moved her head back and away and then in reverse, trying to avoid scrapping her teeth, yet nibbling each time with greater force and confidence until she was biting on him with force that would have mutilated a normal man.

Ben closed his eyes and groaned. No one had ever fellated him like that.

"That was fun," she said, catching her breath, as she disengaged for a moment. "Every woman does want to bite on a cock sometime, you know."

"Go on!" Ben asked.

"Maybe it's your turn now-" she began.

"Oh, sure," he replied, reaching for her.

"BEN! NO!"

As easily as lifting a doll, Ben pulled Sue up and flipped her around in the air, holding onto her by her waist and hips, and pulling her loins towards his mouth, while leaving her head hanging inverted before his member, her blonde hair flowing towards the floor.

"Dis fine by you?" he asked, balancing her with ease at hand's length before leaning forward to lick at her exposed pubis.

"Ben!" she exclaimed with a laugh, after a moment of shocked silence. "You really are good at improvising!"

Sue placed her spread legs more comfortably on Ben's wide shoulders, trusting him completely to keep her aloft, and grabbed for the huge penis before her, her mouth restarting her previous actions in the newly inverted position. Returning the favor, he worked at her sex while he stood and she hanged upside down before him, both servicing each other. Sue licked, sucked and bit at the enormous member, swallowing its whole head was now impossible, but she made sure Ben was enjoying it as much as she did his own ministrations, if not more. She was already almost as wet as she had been before, despite the inverted position which tended to lead circulation away from her lower body, but she missed the added stimulation of Ben's thick fingers. His powerful tongue however, was doing wonders on her swollen clitoris, and she was growing desperate for more, feeling her arousal grow and grow. 

"HEY!" she yelled suddenly, as for an instant, she felt her body fall, his hold on her faltering for a fraction of a second.

"Sorry, I-I-Oh, OH, DAMN!" he groaned, as his hands trembled and his phallus began to spurt thick jets of semen.

Sue tried to speak, and her whole face was showered by the spray of semen, which almost pushed her away with its power.

"Hey! That isn't fair!" Sue complained, wiping her face with hands and tongue, after he had finished ejaculating. "I had started first!"

"You're too good, Suzie, I-"

"Don't you dare leave me like this!" 

"Aw, don't worry," he said, placing her gently on the bed. "Plenty more where dat came from."

"Really?" 

"Sure, takes three or four times ta come down at all," he explained.

"Is that a promise or a threat?" she asked, biting the right edge of her lower lip, and staring at his member, which was indeed still completely erect.

"Depends on how ya wanna take it," he said.

"Oh, I want to take it every way possible," she growled, spreading her legs wide.

"I should get protection or sumthin'"

"What the hell is going to fit THAT? Don't worry, I'm on the pill."

"Really? Cause if-"

"All the time we face people or things that want to kill, eat or rape me. The pill is the minimum protection I should take."

"Ya sure don't need no lube or sumthin'?" 

"Any wetter and I'll be Hydro-Man. Shut up and take me." 

"Say if it hurts," he said, leaning over her and positioning his member at the entrance to her sex, the scale of its girth evident in the close contrast.

"'IF'?" she asked, her breathing labored with anticipation. "I know it WILL hurt, but don't you dare stop now."

Slowly and with tender care, Ben moved forward and pressed his phallus against her gate, forcing the drenched soft folds to part before him. There was resistance, but as he pushed on, it could do nothing but yield under the power of his slow, deliberate penetration.

Sue's eyes closed tight and her mouth opened in a voiceless cry. She felt her body tense as if in a spasm, as the huge head forced its way inside her, and all breath seemed to leave her lungs. The pain was overwhelming and her whole world seemed to be reduced to the sensation of the enormous object slowly impaling her. She had never had anyone so big before. Not even Blaastar or Terrax. Not even Ben himself. Her recollection of the time with Ben under the control of the Puppet Master was nothing like this. 

Ben heard Sue gasp and felt her body tense beneath him, so he stopped, withdrawing partially, before moving forward again, even more slowly and gently. He was supporting his weight on his extended arms, and only met her at the joined loins. She gasped louder and arched her back, and her legs at his sides clenched at his body with all her strength. 

Most women cried out, Ben reflected, but Sue was really something else, and he began to slowly thrust, rocking gently, feeling her soft insides clench him.

Sue forced herself to breathe rhythmically, her whole awareness now focused on the all-consuming piercing of her core, the white-hot pain becoming exquisite, delicious pleasure. And Ben was still thrusting deeper and deeper into her. Her body relaxed, accepting the massive intruder with relish now, delighting in the stimulation of its size and hardness, in how it filled her utterly, so she could almost feel every detail of the shaft's craggy surface and how it rubbed her insides.

He began to thrust harder and deeper, as he felt her velvety flesh clasp him with desperate strength that even the resilient skin of his lower shaft could feel. Ben knew he could not let go like he would with someone whose strength at least approached him own, or he could pump Sue into a pulp, but despite Sue's human fragility, or maybe because of it, she excited him on as few had ever done, and was more delicious than even Thundra or Carol Danvers had been.

Ben surely had been fighting the Puppet Master's control that time he had been coerced to seduce her, and had not been fully erect, Sue decided, not that it had mattered. The pain had been almost too much this time, but it was proving worth every second of it.

"Oh, Ben, yes, yes..." she moaned, having almost no strength left for vocalization, as she felt all of her body's energy rush towards her orgasm. 

The bed gave out then.

"What? WHAT???" she gasped, her body almost spasming in the denial of her climax, her pulsing vaginal muscles still feeling much of his throbbing phallus embedded inside her, as Ben sought to keep from crushing her with his weight and rise up from the collapsed bed.

"OOOW!!!!" she protested as he almost lifted her up by just the connection at their loins.

"Sorry, Suz," he apologized. "Was doing it as gently as I could, I swear, it just didn't-"

"Goddamnit, don't explain, just go on," she gasped, as he sat back in the bed and settled her in his lap, her legs stretching out at his sides, and his member still lodged inside her.

"That's why my bed's reinforced-"

"JUST KEEP GOING!" she cried with a grimace as she eased herself down to take back inside more of him. "OH, GOD!"

She wrapped her legs tightly around him as she began to rock up and down on his lap, his big hands at her waist. 

"Oh, GOD! YES!" she moaned, as she felt the waves of pleasure start up again and she sought desperately his mouth, kissing him hungrily while her bouncing breasts rubbed at his rough chest. "YES! YES!"

Ben used his hands to control Sue's own enthusiasm, as she began to slam up and down with almost savage urgency, and he didn't want to hit her cervix, but the position certainly allowed him to relax and enjoy himself without worrying about falling on her. He was approaching his second climax and by her cries Sue seemed ready to finish, too.

"Oh, YES! YES! YEEE-!" Sue screamed, her voice giving out on her, her whole body shaking wildly as her orgasm finally overtook her, making her every nerve seem alight with a devastating flare of uncontrollable pleasure.

"-Where the hell is everybody?" Jennifer Waters said, opening the door.

*********************************************

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-," HERBIE's voice repeated on and on.

Jennifer Walters stood in the doorway, her tall, statuesque figure clad in a neat outfit of white jacket and matching skirt, well-tailored to fit the more-than-human curves of her green-skinned body. Her eyes were opened wide as saucers.

"Don't nobody ever knock?" Ben demanded.

"Ben?"

"Jennifer? Whatcha doing here?"

"I am joining the group today, remember? You were going on a leave of absence."

"Oh, yeah," Ben said, not knowing what else to say. Jennifer was a trusted friend of the group, and as the She-Hulk, she had already filled in for him before, but Ben had no idea what she would make of the situation. She was a lawyer by profession, after all, so she could already be planning to file the divorce papers for Reed.

"Ya didn't knock," Ben said, returning to his previous thought.

"Thought it was open," she said, showing him the doorknob in her hand with a piece or door still attached, before tossing it to side. "I was puzzled that I found no one."

"Reed is locked in the Multi-Lab," Ben said, trying to find anything to say.

"Ah, yes. And I had no idea you were here."

"Uh, huh," Ben replied eloquently.

"I must say," Jen said, leaning her seven feet tall frame against one side of the door, freeing from its sensible ponytail her long mane of dark green hair, and tossing it to a side of her face with an obviously well studied gesture. "THAT is the most impressive welcome I've gotten so far anywhere."

"Uh?"

"Wasn't this Reed and Sue's room?" she asked with a smile, while unbuttoning slowly her white jacket, letting the lacy fringe of her bra below show more and more.

"Uh, yes."

"It seems there was trouble with the bed, eh?" she asked with a broader smile, now down to the last bottom.

"Uh, yes."

"The bathroom, too?" she continued spreading her long arms, letting the jacket open to reveal the impressive cleavage of the exuberant green breasts, barely contained by the extra-large black lace bra. 

"Suppose so."

"Doesn't the robot say anything else?" she added, stepping out of her high heels.

"Not anymore."

"Ah," Jen replied, taking off the jacket with very careful slowness, her arched back thrusting her bosom forward even more, emphasizing its impressive size and the wide, muscular shoulders and torso that framed it beautifully, a perfect synthesis of bodybuilder and centerfold aesthetics.

Tossing the jacket aside, she stepped closer and arched her eyebrows. "I didn't know you were Jewish."

Ben blinked hard. Was she crazy?, he thought. Why was she acting like Sue wasn't here? 

He looked down and realized that he could not see Sue, either.

She was still there, of course. He could feel her against his chest and around his penis, still breathing and still rocking softly over him, to his consternation.

"You can stop that now," Jen said, smiling. "Believe me, you don't need to rock THAT to make me notice it. As if-!"

Sue had gone invisible and Jennifer thought he was sitting alone on a mattress on the floor with his hard-on for all to see. It was quite a realization.

"Get off me," he whispered.

"Wait, just a while more," Sue whispered back.

"Excuse me?" Jen asked, reaching back behind her perfectly toned waist for the zipper of her skirt.

"Stop rocking, then!" he whispered again.

"Can't help it," Sue replied, still breathless even in her whisper. "It was wonderful..." 

"She'll find out!"

"Who? Alicia?" Jen asked with a shrug. "I won't tell her if you don't."

"Uh?"

The sound of the zipper going down was unmistakable.

"I'm really surprised, I must say," Jen began.

"So'm I, believe me," Ben muttered.

"I did figure you for a one-woman guy, Ben."

"So did I."

"Not that I am complaining, of course. Not by far!"

"Uh-hu," he offered. Was Sue falling asleep?

"You certainly have... enough to offer for both," she added, letting her tongue peek out from the side of her lips. "It would be a shame not to."

"Don't sleep!" he whispered.

"Oh, I don't think we'll have time for that," Jen said, slowly letting the skirt slide off her curvy hips and down her impossibly long, thickly muscled legs. "There's SO MUCH... to do."

"Look, Jennifer..."

"Call me Jen. It's shorter to moan," she said, stepping off her skirt, now clad only in sheer stockings, garter, and bra. 

She had not worn any panties, he saw.

She was the same shade of green below, too. 

"Jen, it's not-"

"I'm not normally this easy, you know," she said, letting her fingertip run on her thigh before unfastening her left garter catch. "Really. Despite what some may say."

"Oh, please!" Sue muttered. 

Ben breathed out relieved. At least Sue had not fallen unconscious, as had happened to some in the past.

"Really! People say the darnest things! But I really don't just put out for anyone who flops out a big thingee, or anything like that," She unfastened her other garter catch and took it off.

"Yeah, sure," Sue whispered. "Tell that to Blaastar."

What was it with that bastard?, Ben thought, shocked. Had he had everyone?

"A girl has to have some self-respect, you know," Jen continued, as she sat back on the edge of a nearby dresser, and lifted one long shapely leg. "No sex on first dates anymore, even."




Fantastic Four: A Hard Day's Night



"What a slut," Sue whispered.

"But well, I can make exceptions. For good enough... reasons," she went on, running her hands down her raised bent leg, sinuously taking off the stocking, sliding it past the thick thighs, the rounded calves and off her incongruously small foot. 

"Actually, Jen..." Ben began, fidgeting in his position, trying to encourage Sue to get off.

"That's one hell of a reason, too," Jen muttered, slowly removing her other stocking, and rising up. "God, I knew you were well hung, but I never dreamed..."

"Well, thanks, but-"

"I always liked you, Ben. A lot," she added, biting her lip. "I mean, aside from THAT."

"Really?"

"You are so nice and gentle beneath the gruff facade. So brave and unselfish and... I-I really shouldn't say this-"

"Shut up then, bitch," Sue muttered.

"But I always had a crush on you," Jen completed, her green eyes shining, as she walked closer to Ben and slid one strap off a shoulder. "I really, really wanted you." 

"Uh, thanks-" Ben said, gulping as he followed Jen's hand move to the other strap, while he could feel Sue tightening around him. It would be better if he stopped being hard, he thought, but that seemed less likely every second, with one drop-gorgeous girl mounted on him, while an even more spectacular looker stripped before him.

"I can't believe it's finally going to happen," Jen added, her voice a throaty whisper, standing just one step away from Ben as she slid off the second strap.

"Come on, you can't believe those are real."

"What?"

"What what?" echoed Ben. 

"What did you say?" Jen asked, placing her hands on her hips, her full, round breasts oscillating with her motion, much firmer and high-set than anything even half as big would be in a normal woman.

"Nuthin'!"

"Your voice sounded strange, too."

"I didn't say nuthin'!"

"You can touch them to make sure," Jen offered, smiling again, running one fingertip around one big, hard green nipple. "Won't you like that?"

"Oh, I'm sure!" Sue said, and Ben felt her jerk up.

"I thought so," Jen said with a smile. 

"OW!"

Sue gasped in pain as she slid off Ben in a single tug, and he sighed at the single sharp final moment of pleasure, as his head popped off her tight sex, just before she was gone. 

"I get growls, too, all the time," Jen commented, pleased, as she spread her legs apart and leaned forward over Ben, her big breasts dangling just above his face.

"Jen, look-" he began, rising from the floor, his face brushing the large orbs as he stood up, and ended up almost burying his face in the breasts before him, as she was a head taller than him.

"Oh, I'm looking," she said while he stepped back in embarrassment, and she stared down at his erection. "And I like the view, too."

"It ain't dat I-" he said, stepping back until his back hit the wall.

"I bet Alicia can't keep herself off you," she said through gritted teeth as she moved after him, and leaning forward at the waist, placed her arms on his broad chest. 

Ben grew even more uncomfortable hearing Alicia mentioned again, and he tried to step aside. "'Cause I do, but-"

"I sure couldn't," Jen said, pushing him back, making the wall tremble as he was slammed against it. 

"Careful, Jen-"

"I sure won't," she completed, her hands grabbing his head as she pressed her lips to him. 

Ben tried to break away, but Jen held on to him with irresistible strength, and she kissed him with almost frantic urgency. 

She was a great kisser, too, Ben admitted, as her lips mashed his feverishly, her teeth bit him with ravenous hunger and her tongue thrust into his mouth with an aggressiveness that made Sue seem lethargic.

Ben's hands flailed about, not knowing what to do. As he tried to place them on her broad shoulders, she pushed them down towards his breasts, and he unwillingly found his big fingers grabbing the oversized globes, her firm, superhumanly hard flesh yielding beneath his strong digits, before he moved them back up, and in panic, pushed.

"Hey!" Jen blurted out in surprise as she slammed into the opposite wall, the sheet-rock division of the living quarters collapsing behind her.

"Ooops!" Ben heard Sue say.

"Jeez, Jen, I'm sorry," Ben began, flustered.

"Oh, you are strong," she said, her eyes shinning with admiration, brushing plaster flakes off her hair. "Don't worry, I like playing rough myself."

She rushed at him, and slammed him back against the floor, lying flat on top of him, her big breasts as cushions between the two, while her hands on his wrists held his massive arms apart and she pressed her midsection down against him, squealing in delight as his rigid member rubbed against her torso and belly. "You really are rock hard!"

"JEN!" he protested before her mouth covered his again, and she kissed him even more insistently, while she spread her legs apart over him, and she began to rub sensuously against the hard pole of his member.

He twisted and turned her over, moving on top of her.

"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Fuck me now, fuck me here, on the floor!"

"What a slut!" Sue exclaimed to their left.

"YES! I'm your slut! Fuck me, Ben!" Jen begged, before lifting her long legs and wrapping them around his thick waist, tightening them with her enormous strength, making Ben yelp in surprise, before she turned them around again, kissing him once more before sliding up and pressing her lush breasts to his face.

He grabbed at the breasts to push the up and get some air and she squealed moving her shoulders, pressing herself into his grips. 

"You have such big, strong hands! I love that you can grab all of my boobs!" she said, continuing to grind against him. "God, I envy Alicia so much! You're so big and strong and hard and BIG!" 

He turned them around again, hitting the side wall now, but his hands were still clasped on her breasts to his embarrassment.

"YES! FUCK ME, PLEASE!" she cried out. "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!"

"Jen, dis's wrong-!" he began trying to let go of her breasts, but her own hands were keeping them in place, encouraging him to rub and knead the massive orbs.

"My sex life is what's wrong!" she cried, her legs enclosing him again, lifting her hips up to keep rubbing against him. "I don't want to keep fucking ugly, evil monsters and villains just because they are big and strong enough! I want to be a good girl!"

"Why, yer a good girl, Jen! Ya-"" Ben began.

"You've no idea the things I've fucked! I want to have a good, nice guy to love. I want a strong, big man I can respect! I want a hero to fuck me for once!"

"Jeez, Jen! I-"

"Oh, Ben! Be my hero!" she pleaded. "Fuck me! Fuck me as no one has ever fucked me! Make me a good girl! Please! Make me a good girl for you!" 

"Oh, that's so pathetic," Sue's voice said.

"Fuck me and I'll never want to fuck anyone else! I'll be good, I'll be so good! I'll be your good girl to fuck!"

"It makes me sick!" Sue's voice muttered.

"Wait! Don't-!" Ben protested, trying to move away and stand up.

Jen was no longer listening, as she reached and grabbed Ben's erection, and pulling herself back and away at first, holding onto him with her powerful legs and one arm, she positioned it and drove herself back up and at him.

"OH, YES!" she screamed.

"FUCK!" he blurted out, and as he stood up, Jen still hanging onto him, she was driven down so his member slid all the way into her.

"Wow. Now, that's talent, I'll give her that," Sue muttered.

"OH, GOD! IT'S SO BIG!" Jen cried out. 

"Oh, DAMN!" Ben gasped as she held onto his standing body with both arms now, her legs open wide around him, and her sex enclosing his thick phallus almost to the hilt, their superhuman strength making the precarious position possible. Ben breathed deeply, amazed at the feeling of her incredibly tight depths clasping him like a vise. 

"Ow-ow-ow-ow..." Jen cried out softly, rocking slightly in her position perched on him. "It really hurts...!"

"I'm sorry, Jen," Ben said, taking her waist in both hands with a sigh to pull her up and off him. "Ya really shouldnta-"

"NO!" she protested. "Are you nuts? Oh, God, it's great! It hurts so good!" she added, pulling herself closer to him and down again, gasping as she nearly hilted him again. "Oh, Ben! You're fantastic!"

"Ah, uh-"

"Stay still. Don't move," she begged. "Not yet," she began to use her legs to move herself up and down over him, throwing her head back as she moaned loudly with pleasure. "OH, YES! YES!"

Ben groaned at the feeling as she began to hump him faster and faster, with the kind of grinding only someone with their level of strength could achieve. Her depths and heat were amazing. He felt like he was penetrating a furnace. Then her vaginal muscles began to work on him in time with her motions, and he almost cried out in delight. Not even Thundra had squeezed him like that.

No wonder she said all those villains kept going after her, Ben thought. This was nearly worth going to jail.

"Damn, Jen," he muttered, beginning to pump into her as well, in time to her motions, his hands on her waist helping her move up and down faster. "Yer great!"

"Oh, YES! FUCK ME, BEN! FUCK ME HARDER! OH, LOVE, FUCK ME!"

"Oh, yes, fuck that bitch...!"

Ben frowned as he thought he had heard Sue's voice edging him on, with an unmistakable heaviness of breath on it. Could Sue be masturbating while watching Jen and him? The idea somehow made him grow even more excited, and he began to bounce Jen up and down with much of his full strength, his loins pumping up in time with more power than a jackhammer, making her squeal and whimper louder.

Jean grabbed at his torso with her strong arms, and her hands raked at his back with diamond-hard nails, leaving deep scratches even in his rocky hide, as she gasped for breath and shuddered uncontrollably in a powerful orgasm. After all her previous vocalizing, her silent, gasping climax seemed a fitting contrast.

Ben felt Jen's powerful inner muscles clench him in time to her body's contractions, and felt his own climax approaching. Feeling Jen relax in his arms, her moved forward and pressed her back against the outer, which collapsed around them after his first powerful thrust. 

Regaining his balance he moved across the room, Jen still trembling in her arms, to the wall whose shuttered window identified as an exterior-facing wall, which he knew were made of heavily reinforced thick concrete to absorb the shocks of landings and take-offs in their hangar, or the occasional blow up in the labs.

Pushing Jen against the strong surface, he began to thrust in earnest, using his enormous strength, racing after his climax.

Jen closed her eyes tightly and began to moan and whimper loudly again, her arms spreading to her sides, and her fingers stabbing into the concrete surface. "OH, GOD! Where you holding back before?" she asked incredulously.

"Ain't hurting ya?"

"Fuck that! HURT ME! OH, GOD! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN! Oh, YES!"

Jen seemed to have phased immediately into a new orgasmic crescendo, Ben noticed with admiration, as he pounded her even harder, making the wall's plastering crack and fall off in patches. 

"Yer truly multi-orgasmic, aintcha?" he asked. 

"Oh, YES! YES! YES!"

If Jen was always like this, it would be no surprise to see the whole superhuman community, heroes and villains alike, lining up for a chance at her, Ben thought. Of course, he had occasionally stared at her huge tits, hard ass and luscious legs, like everyone else, but he had never imagined that she would be such a wild, uninhibited lover.

"Oh, YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE NOTHING EVER HAS! YES! YEEES!"

Ben grunted, driving into her tight depths even more powerfully, so that the wall and floor alike began to vibrate, until he felt his legs turn rubbery and he groaned loudly, coming with fire hose power inside of her. 

"OH, GOD! YES! YES!" Jen screamed as she came again as well.

"Damn, Jen, yer something else," Ben groaned.

"You too, dear," Jen gasped, a big happy smile of utter satisfaction on her face, as she rubbed her forehead to his. "You keep fucking me like that and I'll never need anyone else. Neither of us will."

"HEY! Learn to share!" Sue's voice said, startling Ben, who had almost forgotten her presence in his fervor. 

"Only an idiot would share someone like you! Look, Ben, forget about Alicia. I'm sure she can't fuck you like I can."

"Don't say that!" Ben cut in, sudden anger in his voice.

"You bitch!" Sue muttered.

"I'll be your bitch! You can have me whenever, however you want!" Jen went on, beginning to rock again against him, his hard member still embedded in her. "Who else could take your big, thick cock all the way, every way, as hard as you want? Alicia? That dumb blonde Sue?"

"WHAT?"

"Don't you want to have me again and again just like this?" Jen asked, her deep green eyes, glazed by her orgasmic bliss, fixed on Ben's baby-blue pupils. "Only for you?"

"YOU BITCH! WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DUMB BLONDE?" the enraged Sue screamed, becoming visible.

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-" 

"SUSAN? What the hell are you doing here?" Jen blurted after a second of stunned silence.

"Me? I live here, Salad Girl! This is my own fucking room! What are YOU doing here?"

"Well, I-I-" Jen stammered. "Ben and I..."

"I can see WHAT you were doing with Ben, you idiot. I meant what were you thinking coming here and-"

"You guys asked me to come!"

"Oh, sure, and you took it so literally!"

"Uh, girls, maybe I-" Ben began.

"You shut up!" Sue told him. 

"Look, Sue, ah... sorry about the name-calling thing, I apologize and all, but we are rather busy, and you are interrupting-"

"I AM INTERRUPTING?"

"We can discuss this later, but could you please give us some privacy meanwhile-"

"PRIVACY? YOU ASK FOR PRIVACY?"

"Girls, I-" Ben began again.

"YOU SHUT UP!" Sue repeated, before addressing Jen again. "And you! At least have the decency to get off him!"

"Oh, do I have to?" Jen asked, as she remained tightly perched on Ben, and intimately connected as well.

"YOU'D BETTER!"

"Oh, well," Jen said, with a sigh of disappointment, as she slowly pushed herself up and slid herself off Ben's still rigid member, their abundant mixed fluids dripping freely. "Sorry, love," she whispered with a regretful expression.

"Great! Now you are ruining the carpet, too!" Sue complained.

"Oh, sorry about that. Ah, and the room, too," Jen said, looking at the crumbled walls. "But the bed and the bathroom were like that before-"

"Forget about the room!" Sue exclaimed, fuming. "Just get the fuck out!"

"Uh, yes, we should just go somewhere else and-"

"WHAT? You are not taking HIM away, you bitch!"

"What?"

"YOU WERE THE ONE INTERRUPTING!"

"WHAT?"

"Girls-"

"SHUT UP! You want him? Get in line!"

"Oh, my...," Jen muttered, finally staring at Sue's nude figure. "Are you naked because-?"

"Yes, genius! No wonder you're a lawyer!"

"You were coming to-?"

"I WAS HERE FIRST!"

"OH, GOD! YOU AND BEN?"

"YES!"

"SUE! How could you? What about Reed?"

"HOW COULD I? Oh, that's rich! That's so right, coming from the official slut of the hero business!"

"WHAT?"

"So who else did you hump today on the way here? Thanos? The Abomination? The Wrecking Crew?"

"Why, I was in court all day!"

"Come on! Is there a single villain or monster out there who you haven't fucked?"

"There are still plenty! And what's that to you, dammit?"

"I'm sure the Thinker and all those mad scientists must work really long hours just to keep supplying you with dates!" 

"Fuck you!"

"'OH, YES, FUCK ME, BEN, I WANT TO BE A GOOD GIRL!'" Sue mocked, in a high-pitched, squealing parody of Jen's voice.

"WHAT?"

"I DON'T WANT ALL THAT BAD VILLAIN AND MONSTER COCK ANYMORE, PLEASE, I WANT TO BE A GOOD GIRL!" 

"YOU WERE SPYING ON US ALL THE TIME?" Jen asked, filled with indignation. 

"You don't care who you fuck, why care about who's watching?"

"YOU BITCH!"

"For all I know, you sell tickets each time you do a villain gang-bang!"

"I NEVER-!"

"Girls-!"

"SHUT UP!" Jen and Sue ordered in unison.

"You think Ben could exchange Alicia for someone like you? Someone who has had more enemy cock in her than the Wasp has had costumes?" 

"Oh, like you haven't had any yourself! What about that time in the Microverse? The Psycho-Man had you too!"

"Maybe, but I never fucked the dumb animals!"

"Yeah, like Blaastar was so bright! And what about Lockjaw? I was in there in Attilan that time, too, remember?"

"It was just oral!"

"No, no! You did take him before Medusa did! While you ate Crystal, remember?"

"That was just a few minutes! He didn't blow it in me or anything!"

"Oh, big difference!"

"If he didn't come, it doesn't count."

"It does!"

"It doesn't!"

"Ah, but you did come, didn't you?"

"Not half the times you did! And never doing anal, too, like someone else did, eh? Giant knot and all!"

"Like you wouldn't have loved to do it if you could take it!"

"Please! I have standards!"

"Oh, yeah! Swallowing a gallon of Inhuman dog sperm is so damn classy!"

"Better Lockjaw than the Dragon Man! And after THAT one, no wonder your ass could take anything! Hell, probably you didn't even feel it!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOU, TOO! OR IS THERE A WAITING LIST?"

"YOU ARE JUST FUCKING JEALOUS!"

"WHAT, OF YOU? DREAM ON!"

"YES!" Jen affirmed, before smiling broadly and crossing her arms before her chest, with an air of smugness. "You are jealous because you could never fuck Ben like I can."

"WHAT?"

"You know it. I am younger, sexier and much, much harder. Everywhere."

"I was fucking Ben's brains out just fine before you had to come in and hustle your fat, rap-whore ass in here!" 

"My ass isn't fat!"

"Yes, it is! Just like your fake tits!"

"My tits are real!"

"Did you always have them?"

"Well, no, but the gamma-irradiated transfusion that-"

"So they are artificial, then."

"NO!"

"An unnatural event gave you giant tits, so how do you call that?"

"But it wasn't surgery!"

"Wasn't natural either!"

"They just grew-!"

"Excuses, excuses..."

"You wish you had the ass and tits I have!"

"Only if I also was a skanky monster-fucking whore!"

"Yeah? But this skanky monster-fucking whore can fuck Ben's monster cock like you never could!"

"Ben is not a monster!" Sue said, seeing Ben wince at Jen's words.

"Ben is a sweet, noble hero!" Jen clarified in a hurry. "But his cock is a great, delicious monster of a cock! And only someone like me can service it like it deserves!"

Ben had never suspected how it would feel to be completely objectified. It was not bad at all, he admitted.

"Please! You think sex is only about muscle? Ever heard of something called skill?"

"I've got plenty of that too, dear, just ask around."

"Where? At all the maximum-security superhuman prisons? At all the local kennels, too?"

"Just ask the interested party, dear."

"You bet I will! BEN!"

"Uh, yes?" Ben replied cautiously, still shocked at the heated exchange and language used by the two women, not to mention the passing references made. No wonder Lockjaw was such a happy critter, he thought.

"Who was better? The skank or I?"

"Go on, Ben," Jen said, with a confident smile. "Break the old broad's heart."

Ben blinked in surprise. "Uh, ya both were great."

"FOR REAL, BEN!"

"Really! Yer both great!"

"Cut out the gentleman bullshit!"

"Well, yer both different, but each has great moves and looks, and-" 

"WHO WAS BETTER?"

"I'd better go," Ben muttered. "It's getting late and-"

"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!"

"We should get a second opinion," Jen said. "Let's wait for Johnny and-"

"Are you nuts? I'm not fucking my brother!"




Fantastic Four: A Hard Day's Night



"Ah, full of hang-ups, are you?"

"That's stupid!" Sue replied. "Ben is the one at stake here. His is the opinion that matters!"

"Good point. You would have made a good lawyer."

"Is that another insult?"

"Take it as you will."

"You bet."

"We should have a second round. Like finals."

"You just want an excuse to fuck Ben again."

"To prove that Ben can fuck me and not worry about squashing me like a bug!"

"I have a force field, you know. I can make it skin-thin and take it as hard as you can, and more!"

"YEAH?"

"YEAH!"

"Care to put your cunt where your mouth is?"

"SURE I CAN!"

"LET'S SETTLE THIS!"

"FINE BY ME!"

"BEN!" both called out at once.

"FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN!"

"NO! ME FIRST!"

Ben raised his rocky brows. A guy did not get requests like that every day. "Um..."

"I'LL GO FIRST!"

"I WILL!"

"WILL NOT!"

"Afraid I'll leave him worn out?"

"WORN OUT? YOUR SLOPPY CUNT!"

"BITCH!"

"WHORE!"

"Uh, excuse me?" Ben asked. "May I speak?"

"WHAT?" both asked at once.

"Better none go first," Ben stated, smiling broadly at the two beautiful woman arguing over him. Most people underestimated Ben because of his lingering Yancy Street accent, and often understated manner, and that was often the undoing of his foes. But he had not worked his way from the slums into being a top test pilot by being a fool.

"WHAT?"

"You don't want-?"

"Much better both at once, says me." 

Sue and Jen turned to each other in surprise. Their eyes gazed furtively upon the obvious charms of each other's nude figure, and both blushed.

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-" 

"Why, I-I-," Jen stammered.

"I could do that," Sue said.

"Won't mind it myself," Jen added.

"Why didn't we think of that first?" 

"Fine!" Ben said, with a sigh of relief. "Now why dontcha two just kiss and make up?"

"There'd better be no more interruptions this time," Sue muttered, eyes fixed on Jennifer, as she licked briefly her lips.

PART FOUR: THE EISENBERG PRINCIPLE

"Damn! Look at the time!" Ben said, jumping to his feet. "Where are my shorts?"

"Didn't Jen eat them?" Sue whispered.

"What? Alicia's gonna kill me!"

"Oh, Herbie did the laundry. There's surely another one there."

"Uh, look, girls, I gotta go."

"You have to?" Jen asked breathlessly. "How about one for the road?"

"I can't!"

"Just a quickie?" Jen begged, rubbing her glistening left breast, covered in sweat and other fluids. 

"Each?" Sue added.

"Jeez, dontcha two never have 'nuff?"

"Look who's talking," Jen quipped with a smile.

Ben looked down and sighed. That could be hard to explain indeed. Thankfully, he thought, Alicia would not see him walk in like that, literally.

"Just tell her you're happy to see her," Sue advised. "Really happy."

"And bring her with you next time," Jen purred.

"Yes, we do work best as a foursome," Sue agreed.

"And it would be fantastic, indeed," Jen added.

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Ben strode down the corridor and breathed out with relief. Thankfully he would not have to see Reed for a while. Sure the dumb nerd deserved it, neglecting a woman like Sue, but that did not make Ben feel any less guilty.

Ben sighed. He just could never say no to the dames.

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"God, so big and so pussy-whipped," Sue muttered, stretching on the remnants of the bed.

"He really does love her, doesn't he?" Jen said with a pout.

"Alicia? He adores her," Sue said.

"She's so lucky!" Jen protested. "He's so adorable, and kind, and-" 

"And can fuck so well!"

"That, too! Just one of his fingers is better than most guys I've had!"

"Oh, yes! They drove me crazy! When he was fucking you in the ass, and he had one of them in each of my-"

"Why can't I have someone like him?"

"Well, there's only one Ben. That's his charm."

"Can we really share him?"

"I think so. I don't mind his doing you too."

"That's so cool of you."

"As long as I can join in sometimes."

"You can have me alone, too, you know."

"Now, that's an idea," Sue said, sliding over her, their lips joining in a slow, lingering kiss, hands caressing welcoming flesh.

"Sue, about what I said before-" Jen began, after their mouths drew apart, long minutes later. 

"Oh, forget it."

"No, it's just that -I'm sorry-"

"I'm sorry, too."

"God, I can be a possessive bitch sometimes," Jen said, twisting her mouth. "You had every right to hate me."

"Oh, no," Sue protested. "I just overreacted. I just had such a lousy day..."

"But I started with the insults."

"The blonde cliché thing? Forget it, you weren't thinking straight."

"Really?"

"After that fucking Ben gave you, it's a wonder you could talk, much less think."

"Oh, yes. It was quite something-!"

"You bet! Made me hornier than hell, and I had already had my own just before!"

"Was it as good?"

"You have no idea. Almost fainted."

"What about Alicia?" 

"Oh, you are insatiable!"

"I mean about Ben. You think she'll find out?"

"She's very perceptive."

"Will she be mad?"

"We could convince her to understand," Sue said, kissing Jen again.

"I'd really love that, all kiddin' aside," Jen sighed. "She's really cute, in that sweet, delicate waif way. But she seems too... you know, innocent, for a foursome, or anything too daring." 

"Probably Ben thinks the same."

"Who knows if she gives him any at all."

"I think Ben is worried that Alicia's relationship with her father was abusive, or something, and that she is too sensitive and fragile."

"Having a super-villain as father was surely tough."

"But I think it's a load of crap."

"Really?"

"Ben thinks that, because he has the whole knight in shining armor complex, but I think sweet dear Alicia has her wild side, too."

"Why?"

"You seen those sculptures she makes? Of all sorts of heroes and villains? All completely lifelike? Well, I've really checked them out and not only are they perfect likenesses, but she even has right all 'those' most particular sizes and shapes. In all of them!"

"She does?"

"And how else can a blind girl get such detailed, precise knowledge? I can see it: 'Oh, Mister Hyde, let me read you with my hands, please. This is how I see. It's all for my art! Innocent, my ass!"

"And how can you tell yourself?"

"Oh, believe me, ok? You aren't the only one who does get around."

"Why, you wicked... Who have you done?"

"All the right ones, dear."

"Ah! I knew it! Blaastar and Annhilius were way too familiar with you that time!"

"I was the token hostage of the FF for years, you know."

"We should compare lists."

"With Alicia, too."

"I bet you've missed some great ones."

"In the Avengers?"

"And elsewhere," Jen laughed. "Besides Ben, the best good guy I've had may be Cage."

"Luke? Power Man? Oh, God, he was awesome, yes!"

"You did Cage?"

"He did me, actually," Sue said, smiling impishly. "You are not the only one who filled in for Ben in one of his absences."

"Oh, I bet he 'filled-in' real well!"

"Oh, yes! But the man is obsessed with anal!"

"You tell me!"

"I walked funny for a month!"

"Only a month? He wasn't really trying, then."

"He's hanging with that Jones chick these days, right?"

"Yep. Don't know what he sees in her. Flat as a board, that one," Jen said with a shrug.

"It's all about size for you, isn't it?"

"You bet!" Jen said, playing with Sue's breasts.

"Cut that out!" Sue complained. "We should really get all this cleaned up."

"Really?"

"Not that Reed will notice," Sue shrugged. "And we should get some sleep sometime!"

"We could do that next week."

"I should go check up on Reed, too, or he'll stay in the lab for days without eating or washing."

"And that is bad because?"

"You haven't slept next to a smelly scientist."

"I have slept next to more smelly things you can imagine."

"Oh, I don't doubt that," Sue laughed, rising up. "I'll be back, don't worry. I'll just check if he's had dinner or not."

"The perfect housewife!" Jen mocked. 

"Laugh, laugh," Sue replied, putting on a bathrobe. "I'll see you married to Speedball yet. Then we'll talk!"

"No way. I may reform one of the real big bad boys, tough. The REAL BIG bad boys... The Juggernaut perhaps."

"Oh! That would be too much!"

"Not really. Too much is often barely enough!" Jen added, making both laugh. "The Thinker's Awesome Android however..."

"Oh, yes! The Awesome part was right on target!"

"Oh-my-God! You know, too?"

"We really MUST go over those lists together," Sue stated. "Just wait, I'll be right back."

"Shouldn't you do something about the robot? It's really getting on my nerves."

"Malfunction-Malfunction-Malfunction-" 

"Oh, yes! Poor thing. It was doing so well, too."

"Doing what?"

Sue knelt by the HERBIE drone and straightened him against a wall. "It's a little dented, but Reed had self-repair functions built into it, so it should be already operational again, I think. You may find him useful."

"Doing what?"

"Oh, he's very handy!" Sue replied, pressing a hidden button in the metallic chassis. "Herbie, command mode. Reboot."

The drone's lights ran a complex pattern and after a small shudder, it rose to hover steadily again.

"May I be of any assistance?" HERBIE asked.

"Actually, Yes. Herbie, this is Jennifer."

"Ms. Waters is registered in my database. Welcome, Ms. Waters."

"Oh, he's so cute!" Jennifer said, rising and clapping her hands in child-like delight.

"Jennifer will be with us for a while, so we must be very nice to her, understand?"

"Please define 'nice'."

"You should do whatever she needs."

"I will be of assistance."

"Oh, I am sure you will. You do have higher power levels for your ... extensible arm functions?"

"Yes, madam. My maximum level is-"

"I think we should test those. Right now."

*********************************************

Sue was walking down the corridor when Jen's first cry of surprise filled the air. Surely that was the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Sue thought. And Reed did have several other HERBIE models that could be activated as well, she recalled with a broad, broad smile.

*********************************************

Pausing only to run a hand through her hair and make sure that her bathrobe was properly tied at the waist, Sue pressed the access pad in the Multi-Lab's door. The security system verified her fingerprints and retinal print, and opened the multiple locks. Only Sue had full access to override the "no disturb" directive Reed Richards placed when he was working.

Stepping into the lab, a much happier and relaxed Susan Storm addressed her husband: "Reed, honey, you're staying up far too late, and-"

She stopped as Reed, who sat hunched in his chair with his back to her, immediately shut off the monitor arrays and fumbled with his pants.

"What are you doing?" Sue demanded, striding forward.

"I-I can explain, I-" Reed stammered, still trying to get his stretchable pants in place. 

Sue's mouth hung open as she realized the nature of the fluid patches splattered in the floor before her husband's seat. There was even some in the console before him.

"You'd better have a damn good explanation," Sue hissed.

"Well, I-I was-You see, I noticed-" he began, searching for words in highly uncharacteristic fashion.

"You noticed? YOU NOTICED WHAT?"

"I was just checking-"

"I've been trying to get you to notice me for weeks! I've been going crazy trying to get your damn attention! Trying to get you to treat me like a woman, like your woman! All in vain! And all the while you have been here watching porn and jerking off like some pathetic comic-collecting geek?"

"Not really, I-"

"Do you have any idea what you've put me through? Do you realize the aggravation I suffer for your sake? The things you have driven me to do?"

"Actually, I-"

"Most men would do anything to have me! Some of our deadliest enemies would imperil the world just to have my body once, and you prefer to jerk off to some damn slut in a video?"

"Not really, I-"

"What the fuck were you watching? What the hell was preferable to having me, your flesh and blood wife?"

"It isn't-"

"Computer! Codeword Franklin. Activate the monitor array and replay the last minutes of displayed video!"

"No, Sue, it-"

"DON'T YOU DARE BLOCK THE COMPUTER ON ME, YOU BASTARD!"

The monitor array went on, and in the screens, multiple angles showed the huge, rocky figure of the Thing holding the soft body of Susan Storm Richards in his arms, his enormous phallus entering her from behind with powerful thrusts while her face lay busy between the spread legs of Jennifer Waters. 

The replayed grunts, moans, and cries filled the silence in the room, while in the background the faint sound of the fallen drone could be heard repeating a single word. 

Sue stood speechless. The first thought to cross her mind was how ridiculous her utterances sounded from outside the context.

"I can explain," Sue whispered.

"Oh, it is quite self-evident," Reed stated. "I was neglecting your sexual needs as usual, and you were again forced to seek alternate venues of satisfaction. Rather understandable."

"When did you-?"

"I accessed our room while doing a full security check and well, it was not hard to grasp the situation."

"You saw all?"

"Oh, yes. I reviewed the previous events later, too. I really had never considered such applications for HERBIE, but-"

"You saw all that and you just jerked off to it?"

"I am afraid so, dear," Reed admitted, blushing deeply. "More than once, as it is obvious, I must confess, but I-"

"You saw me letting a machine fuck me and just jerked off?"

"Yes. I do apologize for dismantling your vibrator, by the way, but-"

"YOU SAW ME THROW MYSELF AT BEN, BEGGING YOUR BEST FRIEND TO FUCK ME AND YOU JUST JERKED OFF?"

"Yes, but-"

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" she yelled, jumping at him, battering furiously with her bunched fists.

"Actually I approve of the choice of Ben," Reed said, letting his pliable flesh absorb the blows harmlessly. "It is the most convenient option, both in the situational availability and-"

"I FUCKED YOUR BEST FRIEND AND YOU DON'T CARE? WHAT KIND OF SICK MAN ARE YOU?"

"I care! But I want you to be happy!"

"You want me to be happy?" Sue echoed incredulously. 

"Of course! I love you, dear, and-"

"YOU LOVE ME AND YOU JERK OFF TO MY CHEATING ON YOU?"

"Well, I want us both to be happy."

"You want to make me happy? Then you fuck me as you should, you asshole!" Sue yelled, opening her robe wide. "I'm here! Stop throwing come at a damn screen and fuck me!" 

Reed stood silent for a couple of seconds, staring at his wife, before shaking his head and answering. "I wish I could, really, but I can't."

"WHAT? YOU CAN'T FUCK ME BUT YOU CAN JERK OFF TO A DAMN PEEPING SHOW? WHAT KIND OF PERVERT ARE YOU?"

"Technically, I am a form of voyeur," Reed said, lowering his eyes. "I suppose it has to do with my tendency to concentrate on my work, to observe and measure and tinker, from a vantage position that is transcendent rather than immanent to the actual action."

"What?"

"Computer, halt the feed," Reed ordered, before continuing. "I conjecture that I have allowed myself to become too clinically detached in my studies and interests, seeking an outside observer position, so that it has become harder and harder to perform as active participant in sexual activities, until it seems to have become an unworkable situation."

"So you can't-?" Sue began, horrified.

"Become aroused unless I watch from a distance, metaphorical or actual, yes," Reed nodded. "I tried using some of the drugs available for erectile dysfunction but apparently my cosmic-ray mutated metabolism does not respond adequately."

"But if you can masturbate, then you can become erect!" Sue said, her eyes filled with growing desperation. 

"As a non-involved observer I can and do become functional."

"Then we could use pornographic videos or-"

"I have experimented, but-" Reed began, and for a moment hesitated, before continuing: "I duplicated most of Johnny's extensive collection, but diverse as the contents were, none could arouse me into functionality. I just felt no interest for any of the performers sampled."

"But you just-"

"Because you were involved, dear, and I do love you." 

"Oh, Reed!"

"I am not interested in anyone else."

"But I stripped for you and it didn't-"

"It has to be actual sexual intercourse with a partner to work, unfortunately."

"Oh, Reed!" Sue exclaimed and hugged him tightly. "So to function, you'd need to..."

"See you having sex with other people, yes. That is why I found the choice of Ben inspired. He is a dear friend, and I would not like so much the idea of your having casual sex with strangers or persons of unknown conditions or motives. I must say that I was quite impressed by his exemplary performance, as well as yours, dear. Truly magnificent. Particularly when Jennifer was also involved."

"Show me."

"Excuse me?"

"Show me how it works."

"It is an embarrassing situation-"

"Nonsense, dear," Sue said, caressing his hair tenderly. "We are consenting adults, right? What is one fetish or the other? I do have my own fetishes, too."

"Computer, continue video replay," Reed asked, the assurance gone from his voice.

The recorded grunting and groaning resumed, but Sue's eyes were fixed only on her husband. Reed swallowed uncomfortably, but his eyes were soon drawn to the monitors. Several seconds later, his phallus began to react noticeably.

Sue stared for almost a minute before moving slowly towards him. Kneeling before him, she released his growing erection from his pants and cradled it in her hands.

"I've missed this so much," she muttered, before taking it into her mouth.

Reed's eyes were fixed on the images before him, but he soon began to groan in appreciation of Sue's actions.

"I'm not going to waste this," Sue said softly as she stood up, and straddled him, taking his now fully erect member into her with a sigh of delight. "Oh, Reed, it had been so long!" she moaned.

"I concur," Reed said, stretching his neck to better retain sight of the main monitors. "You are as exquisite as always, and you copulate with Ben so well!"

"Oh, yes! He took me so hard and so deep!" she moaned. "He rammed his huge cock into me until I screamed with pleasure!"

"Yes, go on."

"It was so big, and thick, it hurt like hell, but I loved every hard inch of it, as it fucked me harder and harder!"

"Yes, yes! Tell me more!"

"I loved his huge hands squeezing my tits, kneading them like dough! And the way his teeth bit on me, making me whimper and cry, I could have come just there!" she continued, gasping more and more, as she rode him with frantic urgency, and his hands roamed her body, mirroring the actions described.

"Oh, yes, Sue!"

"And when he rammed a big thick finger in my ass, I felt my body explode!" she said, gasping as Reed's finger followed suit. "Oh, I just wanted to fuck him forever! To fuck him until I died!"

"Oh, Susan!" Reed gasped. "More! Tell me more!"

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The video had stopped long before, but Susan's voice had gone on, describing in minute detail her actions and feelings while coupling first with the Thing and then with him and the She-Hulk as well, until both she and Reed reached a second climax together, collapsing together to the floor, giddy with their shared orgasmic euphoria.

"That was fantastic, dear," Reed gasped.

"Is that a pun?" Sue laughed.

"I would say your enthusiastic descriptions worked as effectively as the images themselves."

"Oh, you do have a great imagination."