Skrull Boys Are Hard update

A month later, Reed returned home from work to find Sue in her dressing gown again. This time, she’d barely tied it. Her succulent breasts nearly popped out of the thin robe, giving Reed an extravagant glimpse of her lush body. 

“Don’t just stand there, Reed,” Sue said, stepping to the side so that Reed could enter the apartment. “You might catch cold out there… all alone.”

Reed stepped inside and took hold of Sue’s robe. “If I’m cold, I can’t imagine how you must feel in that drafty gown. The buttons don’t seem to want to stay closed. Every time I look at you, something is exposed. I’d better get you a new wardrobe.”

“Oh?” Sue asked, relaxing as Reed’s hand rubbed her thigh. “What will you get me?”

“New clothes, a new coat. New shoes, of course.”

“Of course,” Sue purred agreeably, noticing that his hand was getting a bit higher. She knew she could afford anything he might buy her herself, but she enjoyed having control over a man. All she had to do was let him touch her thighs a little and he’d do anything he could for her. Reed was even perspiring, his hand shaking a little. “But now’s not the time to worry about clothes…”

She led him into the darkened apartment. His hand stretched out behind them and closed the door. Sue was holding onto Reed by the tab of his zipper, her long, slender fingers almost touching his straining erection through the front of his pants.

“Sue, there’s something we have to talk about.”

“It can wait,” Sue said, reaching up to caress his face.

Reed extended his neck so that his head stayed behind as she dragged him to the couch. “You heard about the incident between the Skrull and the human? It’s only made racial tension worse here. There are a lot of protests right now on Earth against our alien visitors.”

“Yes, we have to relieve the tension, please Reed, later.”

“And of course, you’re Earth’s ambassador. People listen to you, trust you. You do so much to calm down the situation.”

“Reeed,” Sue complained, trying to pull his rubbery body down onto the couch with her.

“I know we set ourselves on you coming with me to the universe’s edge, but it would do so much for the situation if you stayed here on Earth, even with us being apart for the year…”

“What?” Sue asked flatly, now letting go of Reed’s winding, serpentine body.

He pulled himself back together. “I know it’s so much to ask, but we all have to make sacrifices—“

“We?” Sue asked bitterly. “You’re going off on your expedition and leaving me all alone! What are you sacrificing?”

“Of course I’d love to have you with me, as much as you want to come with, but with the political situation what it is, you’re needed here.”

“No, no, I need you.”

“I know you do, my love, and I need you. But this isn’t some harebrained scheme of mine. Dorrek himself came to see me, asking if there was any way you could stay behind.”

“Dorrek?” Sue asked, the fight leaving her. After a month of trying to pick up the pieces, refusing to see him as she rebuilt her relationship with Reed, his name on Reed’s tongue felt like a gutpunch.

“Yes, Sue.” Reed stretched out his arm until he’d found his pipe where it always was. His elastic limb retracted, bearing pipe and lighter in hand. “Relationships between our peoples have never been better. I don’t want to lose all the progress we’ve made just for our personal wishes.”

Sue laughed shrilly. ‘Relationships between our peoples’? Oh, he had no idea. “You’ve got to let me come with you, Reed. You have to. There’ll be someone else who can be ambassador.”

“Who?” Reed lit his pipe. “Sue, you have to appreciate just how potent a force you are. There are no others with your charisma, your popularity, your trustworthiness. Skrulls and humans alike, the entire galaxy, they all see you as a power to be reckoned.”

“And you?” Sue demanded. “How do you see me? Some convenience you can do without? I thought you wanted me. I thought once you saw me in this, you would fuck me…”

She didn’t know what she was saying anymore. Dorrek had set her up perfectly. She could no more refuse Reed’s request than reveal to him the real reason she wanted to go on the expedition. For all she knew, the two of them—her two lovers—they were right. Her presence would calm and dispel the gathering tension. But at the cost of the time and space she’d needed to save her relationship with Reed. Now she was lashing out, trying to hurt him as he’d unknowingly hurt her.

But she also wanted him. Wanted him to desire her, wanted him to fuck her, wanted him to want her as fervently as Dorrek did. Why should another man want to possess her even more than her own husband did? Wasn’t he supposed to cherish her the most? To be her ultimate lover, the zenith of her suitors?

Sue thrust her chest out impudently, opening her robe. Her pale breasts fell out into their natural shape, firm and well-rounded. Her dainty nipples were pink and erect with maddened arousal. She moved close to Reed, rubbing her stiff nipples against his chest.

Reed at least took his pipe out of his mouth. But his crotch wasn’t tented the way Dorrek’s usually was around her, and what did a man who could reach across the room have as an excuse not to be erect?

“I love you so much, Susan. Of course I want you. You just needed to know all the facts of the situation.”

“Then make love to me,” Sue said with an impish grin. “C’mon. Wouldn’t you rather have me in your mouth instead of that pipe?”

“But we were just having a discussion,” Reed said confusedly. “Shouldn’t we wait until we’ve settled the issue of the expedition?”

“No, we shouldn’t!” Sue said angrily. “Damnit, Reed, it’s like you think you can schedule your whole life! I get horny when my body says so, not when a day planner tells me to!”

Reed was blushing; Sue wondered if saying she got horny was too much for him.

She had to do something to shake him up. Sue thrust her belly forward and inched down her robe from its already precarious perch on her belly, very slowly exposing her pubic hair, a small triangle of golden fur. Reed’s eyes took in her gleaming mane, but his cock didn’t make an appearance, not through his slacks.

The robe slithered down Sue’s long, slender legs and she stepped out of it, firm and toned and voluptuous with motherhood. Reed was still standing there like she was an experiment he was waiting to conclude. How perfectly ironic that she couldn’t do enough to cool Dorrek’s ardor, but her own husband seemed made of ice. What would it take to arouse him, a donkey show?

“Don’t you ever just want to fuck?” she demanded of her husband.

“Of course,” Reed said amicably. “As much as any other heterosexual man.”

“Not any other,” Sue said. “Do you have any idea how many men would love to have me as their wife? Or their sex slave?”

“But Sue,” Reed protested. “You wouldn’t want to be some kind of… of kept woman. You’re so much more than just your looks and sexual skills!”

“Don’t give me all the damned business about being a strong, independent woman. I know I’m strong and independent. Do you know I’m a woman?”

Reed shrugged, as if he didn’t see what the big deal was. “I suppose the combination of galactic politics and my ongoing scientific research could conceivably have overwhelmed me, taking away from the work-life balance I know is so important to you. And since the family unit is so dedicated to childrearing, it could be possible that in generalizing my time spent with my loved ones, I’ve neglected you in particular, and the sexual needs you have that obviously can’t be gratified at the same time that I socialize with our friends and family…”

On the spur of the moment, Sue got down on her knees and seized the waistband of his pants. She could see that Reed was coming no closer to understanding what she was going through, so she decided to demonstrate the kind of sex she wanted, the kind of man she wanted. Reed always kept their sex simple and performed foreplay like he was preparing a microscope slide, but maybe fucking him with the kind of passion she wanted Reed to turn around and use on her would get her point across. She’d touched his member, but she’d never put it in her mouth before, both of them worried that in his pleasure, he might extend it so far that it went in her throat. Now Sue trembled with excitement at the thought of that happening.

“Susan, what are you doing?” Reed asked. “I can take off my own clothing.”

“Can you?” Sue retorted. “I certainly haven’t seen you do it nearly enough.”

“Oh, you want to make love,” Reed said. “But Sue, I told you, I’m not in the mood right now.”

“Then let me get you in the mood,” Sue said in exasperation. “If I waited for you to be in the mood, I’d still be a virgin. Just give me a minute, alright? You can give the mother of your children one minute of your time, can’t you?”

“Of course, dear. But whatever point you’re trying to get across, I just don’t think this is the best way to communicate it.”

Sue grimly pulled down his trousers and underwear. His prick was completely soft, dangling limply between his thighs as Dorrek’s did after he was through ravishing her. Still, it was hers, the cock she was married to, the one that had given Sue her children. Just wrapping her hand around it made Sue’s pussy clench. But she wondered if it was Reed turning her on or the thought of Dorrek.

Growling with frustration, both at herself and Reed, Sue raised his manhood gently up to her lips. She stuck out her tongue and ran it over her husband’s doughy member. It was a handsome prick, pale white with delicate blue veins up and down its length. It sprung from the crisp brown curls of Reed’s pubic hair and continued down to a rosy knob. His balls were appealing too, hairless bags of barely wrinkled flesh that quivered delicately as she serviced Reed. None of it was at all like Dorrek’s monstrously ugly cock, which looked as sour as it tasted, as pungent as the rampant seed it left filling all Sue’s holes and covering her body.

“Sue,” Reed gasped as she licked hungrily up and down his soft length, daubing the veiny shaft wetly with her tongue. “You know you don’t have to… to…”

That was as far as he got. Sue smiled around the prick she was mouthing. Either she’d derailed his train of thought by licking him like a lollipop or Reed was enjoying it so much that he couldn’t even speak. At least she’d done as she’d intended and gotten his mind onto her instead of the million and one things that seemed to take precedence over his wife. She wanted to blow his mind more, with even more perverse things, and with a wicked moan she sucked his entire limp shaft into her mouth.

“Sue!” Reed cried with feeling. “Good God, woman…”

Reed swayed dizzily, putting his hands on Sue’s head to keep from falling. He gasped and groaned as Sue sucked hard on his erection. It came as quite a surprise to him, because he couldn’t remember Sue ever doing anything to his cock but pumping it to get it ready for coitus. But then, perhaps the sample size of their sexual encounters had grown too small for proper variance. Now that Sue had the opportunity, she was gulping him with her entire mouth, sucking his prick like candy. Reed couldn’t help but moan as Sue sucked faster and louder with each passing moment.

“Oh my God!” Reed keened. “Sue, darling, you’re certainly—certainly…”

If anything, Sue was even more excited than he was. She hadn’t been sure that she would like sucking Reed off—perhaps it was too perverse, too much like what she did with Dorrek—but the taste of Reed’s precum, the feel of him hardening and lengthening in her mouth, it left her with no doubt at all. She loved it. She loved slurping Reed’s feverishly warm meat until it imparted his sweet precum to her for Sue to suck even harder at.

“Dear Christ!” Reed panted. “My God! Sue, honey, wait…”

Reed sounded shocked. Of course he was. Being Reed, he wouldn’t think it was immoral of her to be doing such a thing, but he would think it was terribly illogical to do something in the bedroom that wasn’t the literal, dictionary-definition type of sex—and they weren’t even in the bedroom.

Sue didn’t care. Reed’s cock was how she wanted it and where she wanted it: long and thick and hard in her mouth. His delicious precum soaked into her tongue and she moaned as she sucked even harder. But Reed groaned and backed away, pulling his erection from her mouth.

Sue stared hungrily at it. Eight inches of rigid prick, fat veins standing out from it, the swollen cockhead a rich purple. Her pussy simmered at the look of it. She got up and sashayed to the bed, lowering herself down onto her back. When she opened her legs, it was to show Reed how moist she was, her cunt flashing pink between her thighs.

“Were you going to come?” she asked, almost mockingly. “Then come inside me. Do it! Right now!”

Reed was too stunned to look stunned. He hurried to the bed and thrust himself on top of her. Sue wished he’d use that keen intellect of his to come up with something more imaginative than just crawling between her legs, but at least he was going to fuck her. Reed. Her husband. The man who was supposed to be making love to her. He was what she needed.

Reed’s lean frame pressed down on Sue. She felt the engorged head of his manhood pushing into her steamy wetness, seeking the opening inside her.

“Yes, darling, please hurry!” Sue whimpered.

“Sue!” Reed gasped as he found her, his cockhead notching into her slit.

She felt the thickly throbbing knob ease inside of her, whining with need as it began to sate her lust. Sue held her legs open for him, eagerly offering her cunt as she always would to her husband, and she was rewarded with the feeling of his entire delicious shaft slowly entering her. Sliding all the way in. She creamed all around it, her juices flowing out of her in helpless arousal.

“Gggh—Gawd, yes!” Sue cried.

Reed’s cock felt wonderful inside her, too good for her to control herself, her frantic hip movements going on without her, shrill cries of pleasure escaping Sue despite her best efforts. Usually she’d want more than a fast, dirty fuck, she’d want him to romance her, but somehow she’d managed to arouse herself so thoroughly that all she wanted was a big cock inside her, fucking her hot and hard.

“Nnnnyes! Good!” Reed groaned.

“Yes, yes, it is,” Sue sighed. “It’s beautiful, darling, it’s so good! Oh God, Reed, please don’t stop!”

He took her hard and fast, just the way she wanted him, fucking her in quick, rough thrusts that satisfied her immensely. Sue clung to him, gasping with each thrust, lost to everything but the delicious feeling of his manhood inside her soaked pussy. She could have taken him to the hilt all afternoon, but unfortunately Reed wasn’t up for it—like his sexual appetite had shrunk with abstinence the same way Sue’s had grown with gluttonous indulgence. 

“Fuuuu—hhh!” Reed yelped as he came.

Sue felt the blast of his jism pathetically following up his last fulfilling thrust and she had to bite her lip to keep from cursing. Now that she’d gotten Reed into bed, it’d gone as it always did. He got off without taking the time to make her come.

Reed sighed happily, rolling off her and sprawling into a boneless sleep. Sue simpered with frustration as he snored. She needed to come so fucking badly!

There was only one thing to do—what she always did on the rare occasions she and Reed made love. With him off in dreamland, she created a cylindrical forcefield with her power. Sue wasn’t crazy about masturbation, finding it a bit torrid and pathetic to get off on her own when she had a perfectly fine husband to share in sex with her, but it beat being celibate.

Sue put her finger on the hot little nubbin of her clitoris and rubbed herself as she willed the forcefield into her pussy. After years of sexual frustration, it never took her more than a minute to finish herself off. She just massaged her sensitive button and stroked the forcefield inside herself and it happened.

The problem was, she didn’t want to get off like she was changing the oil in her car, she wanted to be made love to. She wanted to be fucked. She thought of Dorrek and wondered if he’d ever left a woman high and dry—whether she was his wife, a slave girl, or whatever Sue was to him. 

And she wondered how long she could pretend faithfulness to Reed, much as she loved him, if her sexual fulfillment kept coming from elsewhere?

Her fingers did its work, as did the forcefield, but as she came, she had a helpless vision of Dorrek on top of her—realizing that her phallic forcefield had become a picture-perfect recreation of the Skrull cock she was so familiar with. The thought made her climax much more powerful than the satisfying, but uninspiring orgasm she’d been anticipating. She cried out as she squirted—it was actually enough to half-rouse Reed from his slumber.

“Did you say something, dear?” he asked, rolling over.

Sue pushed him back onto his face to go back to sleep. “No, darling. Nothing at all.”