How Sue Storm Got Her Groove Back update (Patreon)

“Feel ‘em,” she said, and Peter mutely reached out to squeeze and grope Jen’s full tits. Sue giggled and, peppering his neck and shoulders with kisses, reached past Peter to join in caressing Jen’s chest. She-Hulk’s potent curves were more than enough for both of them to enjoy.

“Mmm, too much of a good thing!” Jen enthused, her voice full of husky arousal. “For future reference, Pete, this is how much foreplay a girl needs. Now I need your prick inside me.”

“I think I need that too,” Sue moaned.

“My prick inside you, or inside of Jen?” Peter asked.

“Yes,” Sue answered.

Peter fell to the bed, surrounded by women, immersed in femininity. He lay flat on his back, Sue’s lighter weight on top of him, while Jen lay on her side opposite the blonde, both of them stroking and fondling his body. Jen nibbled his ears; Sue kissed his lips. They both caressed his skin, touching the toned muscle of his chest and belly and thighs. But they both stayed away from his upthrust erection. It quivered on its own, not lacking in lust, just not having its desire answered.

Peter groaned weakly as they enjoyed him. His own pleasure had never been greater, he just knew there was more to sate him. When he started thrusting his hips up, Sue finally took his cock inside her fingers.

“His balls are mine,” Jen said, teasingly wrapping her hand around his scrotum, giving it a painful squeeze, then settling for rolling his testes on her fingers.

“And our tits are his,” Sue breathed. “Come on, Peter. You’re not going to make us do all the work, are you?”

She rolled onto her side, exposing her luscious breasts, now dwarfed by those of She-Hulk; Peter reached around her back and took hold of one of her tits. With his other hand, he reached out to Jen. His fingers were almost lost in the heft of her massive teat, but he could use far more of his strength on that vibrant green flesh, while with Sue he was more subtle, more teasing, pinching a swollen nipple between his fingers. Twisting it and drawing on it while his other hand actually struggled to get a good grip on Jen’s mammary.

So much cleavage and it was all for him. It felt like heaven to Peter. Sue stroked his erection with an easy, relaxing gentleness, not trying to work him to orgasm, but simply please him. Jen pumped his balls with squeeze after squeeze verging on pain while kissing him.

Peter closed his eyes, drifting into the feeling of the kiss, but his eyes popped open when he felt Sue’s small mouth on one of his nipples, teething it while speeding up her strokes of his cock. Peter nearly came before both women stopped and shared a giggle.

Then they shared a lesbian kiss, Sue’s hand still on his prick, Jen’s hand squeezing his balls too tightly to let him come. Peter still felt so much lust, watching them trade tongues, that it seemed as if he was coming, just without the sense of relief. His lust was still there, thundering inside him as heavily as ever. He decided that when he did come, Jen would have to be who he was sheathed in. He wasn't sure Sue would be able to take the passion she’d inspired.

Peter soaked his hands in both their hair, golden blonde and dark green. Then he pressed their faces together. Their lips fused into one, even more passionate now that he was a participant in their loving, and they stopped touching him to focus on each other. Peter grinned at the lascivious sight.

“Don’t get too into it,” he warned them. “I may have to punish you for forgetting why you’re here.”

Sue’s lips pulled away from Jen’s with a purr. She nuzzled her forehead against that of She-Hulk while sliding her hand between Jen’s legs.

“Why are we here, Petey?” Sue drawled. “To be your cum dumpsters?”

Jen moaned softly, eyes closing as she enjoyed Sue’s fingers. Despite the vast power contained in Jen’s gargantuan body, it was evident that Sue led in their lovemaking. Something about the idea of the small, sylphlike Invisible Woman being able to dominate She-Hulk turned Peter on immensely.

“One of you can be my cum dumpster,” Peter quipped insouciantly. “The other can be my cock-holster.”

“Mmm—sounds fun,” Jen sighed.

Sue moved in as if to kiss her, but instead licked her, tongue tickling from the plump bottom lip to the tip of her nose. “Fine. I’ll be his cum dumpster. But we’re both his dirty little whores, understand?”

Peter couldn’t even banter anymore—the sight and sound of them being so intimate while making such filthy conversation was almost enough to bring him to orgasm. “Goddamn,” he groaned.

Sue grinned at him. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

She reached out to grip his manhood while still embracing Jen, who spread her legs. Peter soon saw why. Seemingly on their own, her slit was opening, wrapped around a penetration Peter simply couldn’t see. Then Peter realized Sue had formed a dildo with her power, fucking Jen with an invisible forcefield while using her hand to jack him off.

Sue moved up, forcing a breast into Jen’s mouth, one arm wrapped around She-Hulk, the other extended out to Peter’s lap. “We may be dirty whores, Peter, but you’re our sugar boy. And you’re not leaving here until you’ve satisfied both of us. Is that alright with you, lover?”

“Oh yeah,” Peter gasped.

“Don’t worry—we won’t forget about this anytime soon,” Sue promised, giving his cock a squeeze.

“I know.”

“Wanna suck Jen’s tits with me?”

He shot across the bed, sucking a jade nipple into his mouth.

“Mm! Now there’s a man who appreciates getting to be our sugar boy,” Jen sighed.

“He’s not the only one,” Sue said, and lowered her head to Jen’s other breast, moist lips concealing the nipple as ardently as Peter’s had.

Jen’s head drifted back, eyes shut in ecstasy. She wrapped her arms around both her lovers, powerfully holding them to her body. Awkwardly splayed on the bed, her head and shoulders edged over the side, but Jen hardly cared that her hair was cascading down to the floor. Not when she could feel Sue’s arm brush against her thigh every time she jerked Peter off.

“Finally, enough attention!” Jen moaned.

Peter sucked audibly on her nipple, his hands moving down her body, squeezing the tight muscle—then helplessly reaching for her pussy. When he found it, Sue’s hand was already there. Peter opened his eyes and met Sue’s gaze. She smiled around the nipple she was sucking on; rubbing Jen’s clit while Peter fingered her.

“That’s it, that’s it! Hhn! Play with my pussy! Feel what it’s like before that big cock ruins it!”

Peter wiggled his index finger around in Jen… pulled it out of her and then fucked it back in. At the same time, Sue squeezed her clit. Jen thrashed her dangling head around, her hair slapping the floor like a cat o’ nine tails.

“One of you put a finger in my ass!” Jen gritted out.

“Allow me,” Sue said, and Jen felt the frictionless smooth of a forcefield penetrating between her buttocks. Trust the mommy to not want things to get too messy, even in the middle of this orgy.

Jen’s mouth gaped open at her double penetration, screaming without sound until a plea finally forced its way through her mute lips. “God! Jesus! Someone fuck me for real!”