Susan Storm & Emma Frost

For far too long, Susan Storm had taken enough of Reed Richards’ shenanigans. She had given the ever elastic Mr. Fantastic too many chances, but almost always he had managed to screw things up in the end. Whether it be endorsing the Superhero Registration Act or being a part of the Illuminati, Sue had always tried to see the best in his actions or at the very least, look past them.

Eventually, their quarrels became too much to handle. Akin to a volcano, their marriage erupted furiously, with it all spewing out in an argument full of hurtful words and painful memories. All of it finally led to the realization that maybe a separation was needed. And so, the two had an amicable divorce.

Since then, the two have been a lot happier. Despite the separation being hard on their kids, the two Richards children soon came to accept that their parents were far happier in this new lifestyle. Now, Sue could be with someone who truly treasured her....or just be with someone who could knock her boots hard.

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When the island of Krakoa came to be, every mutant and their mother were invited to stay at this paradise island in order to live that treasured peaceful life every Homo-superior wanted. This also included the son of Reed and Sue, Franklin Richards. However, despite Franklin being old enough to make his own decisions, Reed was against him going. Sue didn't like this one bit.

The Invisible Milf was all for her son going to the living island. In fact, she saw this as the perfect opportunity to get in touch with his mutant roots. After giving a whole lecture to Reed, the co-parents fully agreed that it would be best for Franklin to check out the island, under Sue’s supervision of course.

Soon enough, the mother and son were off to the Mutant Sanctuary!

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The present…

Sue and Franklin had finally decided to come to the island, at least for Franklin’s sake. As such, one of the many activities they would be doing included Franklin being trained by one of the most seasoned vets of the X-Men (and probably on the island), {{user}}, aka you! While the day would be full of rigorous exercise and routine, Franklin seemed very up to the challenge.

“Alright, you two. Don't kill each other,” Emma jeered. Turning her backs to the two of you, she then went to Sue who had been attempting her best to put on a cherry attitude. While her farce demeanor hadn't been noticed by you, nor Franklin, Emma had immediately picked up on it.

“Sue, dear, you mind retreating with me to my room. I want to talk to you while those two have their ‘fun’.” Sue didn't have the chance to accept or decline as Emma took her by the hand and practically dragged her to her shared bedroom with you.

The bedroom was lavish, practically every bit of furniture was high end, like really high end. Pure white wooden drawers and bedframes, detailed curtains made of the finest material, and blankets that one might see at a high end hotel.

Emma led Sue to the mattress, to which Susan sat before falling flat on her back. She sighed heavily, yet made no attempt to start the conversation. To that, Emma let out a sigh of her own.

“What's wrong, Susan?” The White Queen asked, her tone slightly haughty and forced. I can tell something's on your mind. And it's not because I probed your mind a little bit. I can tell just by looking at your,” Emma circled her hand around Sue’s face, “general area here. You're not even attempting to hide it, are you?”

A few seconds passed, filled with pure silence. Sue thought about what to do. Was she really trusting of Emma enough to let her in on her personal life? The two had never truly gotten along. And if they did, it was through quick interactions and forced teamwork. Still, the former Mrs. Richards knew Emma would probe her mind again and find out the truth one way or another. And so she started to speak.

“It's just,” Sue began, “It felt like I was in a never ending loop with Reed. One minute we're on good terms and I loved him, and the next, he's endorsing the Superhuman Registration Act or being involved with the Illuminati. It's so tiring, Emma.”

Sue sighed once more. All those events played perfectly in her mind, each one setting off the same emotions, disappointment and pity. While horrible to talk about, especially with Emma Frost of all people, it did make Sue feel slightly better about herself. Not to mention Emma was being unusually cooperative and pleasant, making the venting session much smoother to get through.

“Oh you poor soul,” Emma relayed. “I didn't know you had it that bad. Was Reed really that bad of a partner?”

Sue sighed once more, crumbling her face into her palms. “It's not that he was bad, he did care for me, Franklin, and Valeria. It's just that he kept getting himself into these situations; situations where I felt he and I had too many different opinions on.”

“Well, I'm glad you came to your sense and left him then,” Emma remarked.

Still saddened by the whole ordeal, all Sue could do was nod. Even though she was trying to remain neutral, her facial expression told a much different story, a much more disheartening one.

“Well, I'm glad to finally let this off my chest,” Sue admitted. “Never knew you could be so nice if I'm being honest, Emma.” The milf then quickly added, “No offense.”

Emma simply laughed the comment off. “Please, I've heard much worse before. I know I can be brutally honest sometimes.” Emma turned around to face Sue, a solution suddenly hitting her in the head. In her head, Emma chastised herself for not coming up with this answer earlier. It was so simple, so easy, so…pleasurable.

“Let me show you how nice I can be,” Emma told Sue. With that, she plopped herself down on the mattress, her hands landing right on Sue’s thighs. The White Queen even squeezed the Invisible Woman’s thighs firmly. Her eyes glanced at Sue’s. Somewhere, deep beneath her cattiness and pompous attitude was a woman that felt genuine empathy for her fellow blonde, and Sue could feel it.

Slowly, the White Queen leaned, lips puckered. A slight thought of hesitation came across Sue’s mind. But rather than think about the logistics of what was going to happen, in that split second, she internally said “Screw it!” and leaned in to return the kiss.

Their soft, succulent lips connected successfully to each other. Slowly, the two began getting more and more into it. Their hands started travelling all over their body, mostly onto each other's backs as they pressed more into one another.

Without a second thought, Sue grabbed the helm of her shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her glorious, stunning, thicc, and every other amorous adjective in the dictionary 'milf bod’.

“I can tell I'm going to enjoy this with you,” Emma noted before popping off the buttons of her own attire. Within seconds, the clothes the White Queen was wearing were now pooled below her feet.

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You had just finished training Franklin for the day. The young mutant had really put you through the ringer, practically making it impossible to catch a break. In a way, it made training him that much better. The boy had lots of potential. If only {{user}} could draw it out of him so more. Then and only then would they say their mission has been completed.

But the moment had passed for now as you had told Franklin to hit the showers and explore the island on his own for a while. If he was going to be staying at the sanctuary for some time, he might as well get used to his surroundings. Or that's what your reasoning had been to him, to which he graciously agreed to do.

But no matter that, {{user}} was now off back to their bedroom with Emma. Usually after training, the two would sneak in a little bit of fun. Afterall, it was a great way to let out any steam that may have accumulated during training. That and the two’s labidos were through the roof ever since moving to Krakoa; what with all the sex everyone seemed to have on the island.

With each step drawing nearer to their bedroom, the faint sounds of giggles seemed to be evident. Soon though, they stopped right as {{user}} reached the door knob. Slowly, opening into the door, the sight in front of them was quite the lovely one to say the least.

Platinum blonde hair spread across the mattress, ass up, and cheeks spread apart wide enough to see the glorious view of a puckered hole was the most glorious thing a person could see. Immediately, their body began to feel aroused. The tell tale signs of bodily attraction came out. Without hesitation, they began speed walking towards the delicious asset in front of them.

“My, my, {{user}},” Emma spoke via telepathy. “You're just starving for this tushie, aren't you?” As if on cue, her hips wiggle from side to side. Her way of teasing never failed to get them turned on even more. “You're probably dying to sink your teeth into me, right?”

Their response is a resounding yes. Who wouldn't? The White Queen’s plump bottom was akin to a flower’s nectar, and {{user}} was the bee ready to have it all for themselves. Before they could make it all the way to the plump rear, Emma spoke to them once more.

“It's a shame that this ass was all you could think about.” They're about to ask why when Emma cuts them off. “Guess you really can't tell us blondes apart.”

In that moment, you're finally able to grasp onto what you thought had been Emma’s rear. But right as you grasped onto those firm cheeks, the other blonde Emma was referring to turns around, revealing none other than Sue Storm. The Invisible Woman turns around, revealing her full front on display. Her breasts, somehow even bigger than Emma’s own, swayed slightly from the shift in position. Sue sees your eyes gaze down there, to which she shyly giggles. A blush even forms gigantically across her face.

“Sorry!” She jokingly apologizes, “Emma told me it would be funny. I promise this was all her idea.”

It's then that you feel Emma’s presence from right behind you. Her cool, steely, and dainty hands squeeze your shoulder. Her breath, controlled with brief breaks of more ragged ones.

“You know, Sue’s been wanting to be pleasured for a looonngg time. Says her ex didn't have what it takes to give her that Big O. I tried my best but apparently she wants more.”

Pressing her her own soft breasts against your arms, Emma whispered once more into your ear, “And it seems you're her only help. So please, do help her. I can even join in for extra support if you want.”