Agent Vixen Collection

by Jay Aury

  “Nice, aren’t they?” Capria hummed, her voice reverberating through her chest. “Much bigger than even your wife’s perky breasts, aren’t they?”

  “They are,” Alistair said, nibbling on a firmed nipple.

  “Mmmn. Of course they are. I had the procedure done on me. Not too much, though. I knew I only needed the body. Men are willing to give up so much for a chance to fuck one like mine.”

  Alistair paused, because John would, when reminded of his soon to be infidelity. She chuckled, then pushed his face back down into her breasts. “Don’t worry. It will be so much better.”

  After a moment he resumed suckling at her massive breasts. Releasing her shining nipples, he kissed his way down the deep valley between those huge orbs, down the hollow of her trim stomach before reaching her pendulous hips. She lifted her head, green eyes burning as he reached the dark patch of fabric around her mons. He glanced into her eyes, and kissed the front of her panties.

  “Mmmnnn,” she purred as his tongue flicked her cloth clad mound. “You better do more than th-ah!” she gasped, bucking as he stroked the groove of her rump, fingers locking around the string and pulling it down her wide hips. Her slightly gaping quim was on full display. Alistair took a moment to admire it, then leaned forward, tasting her.

  “Ohhh,” Capria moaned as his skillful tongue delved into her hot box. “Mmm. Not bad, John. Not bad at all…”

  Alistair grinned. But not good enough, is that it? Well, if you insist… Grasping her hips he plunged his tongue into her hot depths. Capria gasped in surprise, moaned in delight, rocking her hips to meet his swirling tongue. It took him little time to find her clit, the buzzing pleasure bead engorged and huge. He flicked it with his tongue, making her breath hitch with a gasp. Another flick. Another gasp.

  “Stop… teasing me…” she gasped, face flush.

  “Alright,” Alistair chuckled. “Turn over.”

  She gave him a curious look, then did as bid, her heavy breasts propping her up, her soft, generous ass in the air. It was a bit of a gamble, he mused, but he had a feeling he knew where her truly tender spot was. Reaching down he parted her cheeks, smirking a little when he heard her soft gasp. A most excellent indicator, he mused as he lowered his head between her rounded cheeks and slid his tongue inside her dark star.

  “Ohhhhh,” Capira exhaled deeply as Alistair’s tongue ran up the seam of her bum. “Mmmnnn… Yesssss. That’s it… Kiss my ass, John. Tongue me deep in there. Yes. Ah. Ah!”

  Her cry rose suddenly as he slid his finger inside of her hot pussy. He stroked her slowly, making her moan, huge breasts shuddering. He explored her depths with first one, then two, then three fingers, all of which her deep quim stretched to accommodate. She was very elastic, Alistair observed with interest. Not even Audra was so loose.

  “Yesss,” Capria moaned, rocking against his lips and his hand, her generous curves shuddering with pleasure. “That’s it. Tongue my ass. Ah. Finger my pussy. Yes. Yes! Mnnn! F-fuck! Ahhhh!”

  Her body shuddered about his hand and mouth. Her orgasm tightened her ass around his tongue and her inner walls sucked at his finger even as her juices ran freely around his hand. He lifted his face from her rump, tapping the soft flesh of a cheek. “How was that?”

  She looked over her shoulder, green eyes sparking and tan cheeks flushed. “Not bad,” she breathed. “Not bad… at all…”

  “Thank you. My wife always loved it when I did that.”

  Her eyes narrowed. She climbed to her knees and grabbed him by his open shirt. She pulled him down onto the bed and straddled his hips. “Did she?” Capria asked roughly, grasping his cock. “And did she like this?” she demanded, and slid down.

  Alistair gasped, then groaned as she descended, her velvety depths clutching his cock to the very root. She threw back her head, red hair flying about her face. “Did she ever take you this deep!” she hissed.

  “Ah. N-noo,” Alistair groaned.

  “Did she ever fuck you. Like. This!” she demanded, her powerful legs tensing, lifting her off his cock, then slamming herself back down. “Did she… ah… ride you… like this!”

  Alistair heaved with pleasure. Her inner muscles clenched around his rock hard shaft. “No,” he gasped.

  “I. Will!” she gasped. Her face was flush with orgasmic excitement and anger. Her hips pounded his, fucking herself atop him. “I’ll fuck you… so you… never think of her again. Ah… Hnnn! F-fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

  He grabbed her hips, fingers digging in. He rose to meet her thrusts, fucking the domineering woman with a will. Capria’s ragged gasps grew heavier.

  “Ah. Ah! Y-yes! Squeeze me! Fuck me! Fuck me like you mean it!”

  His fingers slid around her hips and grasped her ass. She gasped, and he squeezed and molded her shapely rear. Her lashes fluttered. Her mouth opened as her tender bum sent pleasure rolling to her core. “Oh. Oh! Ohhhh,” she moaned. “D-don’t stop! Don’t you… ah… d-dare… nnnn! Oh f-fuck! I… I…”

  She trembled, her huge breasts shuddering as she let out a wail of pleasure. Her inner walls clenched around his cock, and Alistair grunted, unable to hold back as her inner walls rippled with her orgasm. He arched his hips, plunging into her to the hilt. His cock pulsed, shooting his seed deep inside of her.

  “Ahhh!” Capria cried. “C-cumming!”

  Alistair clenched his teeth against the strength of his orgasm. Then, as it faded, he fell back, broad chest heaving.

  Capria fell atop him, her soft breasts cushioning her. She wrapped her arms around his head, her face flushed, her ruby red lips parted. Her breath fairly steamed as she looked into his eyes. “Mmm. Did you wife… ever do that?” she asked.

  “N…No,” Alistair gasped. “I can’t say… she has…”

  She smiled silkily, her eyes lidded with pleased triumph. She stretched up and lazily kissed him. “Mmm. Well, we’ve only started,” she said.

  Alistair chewed his lower lip. “Miss Eisen. I really don’t…”

  She silenced him with a kiss, her tongue sliding against his lips before pushing past, deepening. Alistair hesitated, then returned it at length. “Call me Capria,” she sighed. “And by the time I’m done,” she said huskily, “there’s nothing you won’t do for me.”

  Before he could answer, argue, say a thing, she kissed him again, her soft, shapely body moving against him, her hips rocking as he began to harden in her once more. And against that, it was easy for Alistair to ignore the small spark of guilt which flickered in his chest.

  After the Procedure

  The world was a sea of shifting colours and pleasant aches. Her breasts throbbed. Her rear pulsed and her quim throbbed with an aching need. Yet she felt lazy. Like she were lying in the most comfortable bed she could have imagined, her curves stroked and massaged by a master.

  Then the colours started to fade. Audra pouted as they went away, the sound murmuring from the headphones fading to a whisper, a sigh, and then nothing, leaving nothing but a pleasant fuzz in her head.

  Audra blinked, coming out of the pleasured haze slowly, as if she were emerging from a deep sleep. Bright light shone as the pod opened up. She groaned, pulling herself out. Hands were quick to help her out. She stepped onto the floor, staggering at a sudden change in her balance.

  “Oh gosh Janie. You look great!”

  Audra opened her eyes and blinked at Maxine. Then she looked down, and sucked in a startled breath.

  Her breasts had always been of ample size. But now they were practically absurd! Swelling from her chest in a pair of perky orbs, her breasts seemed to grow even larger with her sudden intake of breath.

  “Like, oh my gosh!” Maxine giggled. “It worked so good! Let’s see.”

  “What-mnnnnn!” Audra moaned as her swollen breasts were cupped. Her legs quaked under the sudden rush of pleasure radiating from her palm filling teats.

  “Oh yeah! These are just perfect!” Maxine said huskily. Her fingers kneading Audra’s firm teats, then
touched the pads covering the nipples and peeled them off. Audra fell back against the pod with a bang, her legs quivering like those of a newborn faun as pleasure rocked through her at the feel of those pads peeling off her terribly sensitive nipples.

  “Oooooh fuuuuck!” Audra moaned.

  “Fantastic,” Maxine said. Her hands slid lower, coasting over Audra’s trim stomach and lingering on her shapely hips. “You’re, like, looking just perfect! How do you feel?”

  “G-good,” was all Audra managed to articulate. Her head swam. A haze of pleasure descending before her eye and her pussy tingling with a need to be touched. “I feel… so good,” she moaned.

  Maxine giggled. “I knew you would. Now, let’s check your tactile sensations. Turn around.”

  Audra wasn’t thinking. She was hot and confused and so desperately horny. She turned around, her breath ragged as she leaned over the pod. The sudden crack of Maxine’s hand on her rear sent her jerking forward, a cry of surprise and pleasure ripped from her. The impact rippled through her, shuddering across her suddenly even curvier frame, running up her thrumming breasts before seeming to burst from the peaks of her nipples. She cried out, her cunt clenching, an orgasm trembling through her.

  “Oh my gosh! Yes! Jane! You’re going to be just like, such a great bimbo!”

  Gasping, Audra slowly turned her head. “What… what d-did you call me?”

  “Well yeah!” Maxine giggled. “What women doesn’t want to be, like, a totally great big titted bimbo? So sexy, with all the guys, like, looking at you wanting to fuck you. Doesn’t that sound so awesome!”

  Audra stared at her, mouth slightly slack. That did sound awesome. She gave a giggle, then started, slamming her mouth shut. Did she… did she just giggle?

  “I mean look at these tits!” Maxine chimed, grabbing Audra’s breasts. And like that Audra’s thoughts were blasted into oblivion as pleasure speared through her. She moaned, arching, thrusting the globes of her immense breasts into the bimbo’s hands. “Anyone would love to get their hands on these. They’re so sexy and big!”

  “They… mnnn... are…” Audra moaned, panting as Maxine expertly massaged her breasts.

  “Yeah! But that’s just the beginning. Next we get your hips nice and wide. Then your stomach a bit slimmer. You’ve already got the just, like, perfect hair for it! Then we make your pussy even more sensitive so it’ll feel, like, so super great to be fucked!”

  “O-oh?”

  Maxine gave her a flirty look and took one of the thumb-sized nipples between her lips. Audra grabbed the lid of the pod, a moan shuddering from her as those plump lips sucked at her tender nipples. Oh God. Oh fuck! Just that. Just a pair of lips on her fat nipples and she was… she was…

  “C-cumming!” Audra moaned. Her wide hips bucked and her pussy clenched around nothing, her juices soaking her legs.

  Giggling again Maxine sucked harder. Audra groaned, her ass beating against the pod with a thudding bang. A soft hand pressed against her mons, and Audra gasped as a finger slipped inside her sopping quim.

  “Nnnn!” Audra panted as a second finger joined the first. She trembled, her legs so weak only the pod kept her upright. Pressure, sweet, erotic, pressure throbbed in her breasts, rising to the peaks. The banging of her ass against the steel increased, her ass a wonderfully soft cushion, the impacts rippling through her to her core. She panted, her head spinning. Her breasts heaving as those tender lips sucked on her teats.

  “Oh God,” Audra panted, humping against the plunging fingers. “Oh God! Oh fuck! What… what’s happening. My tits. They… they’re… Nnnnnnyaaaaaaa!”

  Audra threw back her head, a great scream of pleasure ripping from her. The pressure in her breasts suddenly burst! White cream pulsed from her throbbing nipples. Maxine moaned as she sucked at it. Milk, Audra realized dazedly. She was being milked!

  Audra moaned weakly. The strangeness. The utter debased lunacy of the sight sent her spiralling into another clutching orgasm. Her mouth opened in a wide O as her hips bucked mindlessly against nothing. Her head throbbed with senseless delight as Maxine massaged her massive teats and squeezed more of the pearly white cream from her.

  The pleasure began to wind down. Panting, Audra lowered her head. The fuzz that had consumed her thoughts began to slowly fade. She blinked as she stared at her breasts. Her nipples still gleamed with milk, but the swelling of her teats had gone down, reducing them to a size closer to what she recalled.

  Maxine lifted her lips from the spy’s teats with a shamefaced look. “Whoops!” Maxine giggled. “Sorry Janie. You just looked, like, so totally scrumptious!”

  Audra shuddered as the blonde bimbo pulled her fingers out her clutching cunt. Giggling again, Maxine licked each finger clean with a relish, a sight that sent another aching throb through Audra.

  “Anyway, I’m like, totally sorry. Your body was supposed to get suuuuper into the hormone treatment to give you those, like, perfect curves! But I drank all your milk. No worries! We can totally try again tomorrow.”

  “T-tommorow,” Audra murmured weakly. “Yeah.” She lifted her head, blinking. The fog was dissipating. The lab came back into stark relief as her thoughts became her own again. Audra turned her head dazedly and looked down at her breasts. She hefted them, shuddering with the sensation of even so gentle a touch on her tender mounds.

  “Maxine,” Audra said. “The body thing I get. But… I felt so dizzy when you did… that.”

  “Oh! Yeah. Totally! That’s what the headphones are for. And the colours! Have to rewire your brain so your pussy is so, like, extra sensitive! Best time to do it when the modified hormones are in you. Makes it all go super smooth.”

  “But… Why did it make me so… um…”

  “Ditzy?” the bimbo asked brightly.

  “Yeah…”

  “Because everyone wants to be!” Maxine cried, throwing up her arms in delight, her lab coat billowing around her. “Like, everyone wants to be so super hot and super fuckable! Who wouldn’t want to be a big titted ditzy bimbo? It’s like, the best!”

  Audra stared at Maxine, seeing the delighted eagerness in the other woman’s eyes. My God, Audra thought with a cold shiver. She really believes it. Earnestly and eagerly.

  “…Maxine,” Audra began slowly, as carefully as a man walking through a minefield. “Did you ever think that… these women didn’t want to be brain dead bimbos?”

  Maxine looked over at her blankly. “Huh? Why wouldn’t they? Isn’t this, like, totally what everyone would want?”

  “Well… Maybe some do,” Audra said, recalling how delightful it had felt as Maxine plunged her fingers inside of her. “But what if not all of them did? What if they didn’t want to be brain dead bimbos having sex with anyone who wanted it?”

  Maxine pouted. “But that’s dumb. Wouldn’t everyone like to be fucked, like, all the time? It feels so good.”

  Well, there was no denying that. “Maybe. But Maxine. I’m married. You know that right?”

  “Oh! Yeah. Like, totally. He’s super hunky,” Maxine giggled. “I bet he’s got a great cock!”

  Audra smiled and laughed faintly. “Well, yeah. He does. But he doesn’t want to fuck me just because I have big tits and a great ass.”

  “He doesn’t?”

  “No,” Audra said, and she felt something change in her voice. A soft fondness, yet strong certainty. “He’s not just with me because he likes having sex with me. Lots of guys want that. But he likes me. He likes that I’m smart and clever. That he can trust and rely on me. Sex with him, it’s more than fun. It’s… deeper.”

  Maxine listened, brow furrowing as she processed Audra’s words. She chewed on her lip thoughtfully. “And… and he likes you for more than that? He likes you more than just because you’re a fun fuck?”

  “Yes,” Audra said, and strangely, she felt a soft heat in her breast, and knew without a doubt that it was true. But he was a master of disguise, she reminded herself. He could lie, and could she even tell
? But the feeling persisted. That low, deep warmth that spread through her, so different from the heat of passion and lust. Yet so near. She smiled a little. “Yes. He cares for me.”

  Maxine’s jaw dropping face screwed up with thought. She sat down next to Audra, hands clasped between her legs. “I mean… I guess. But don’t all guys just want, like, a super sexy girl who’s up for fucking all the time?”

  Audra smiled and patted Maxine’s leg. “Some are. But if that’s all they want, then they’re not worth much at all.”

  Maxine bowed her head a little. Sighed. “I guess…”

  Audra touched the other woman’s shoulder, smiling fondly. “You’re really smart, Maxine. Brilliant. There’s no one who can do what you do. But… maybe you didn’t think all of this through.”

  Maxine glanced at her from beneath her long lashes. “So, not everyone really wants to be a big titted bimbo? Not even if it lets them, like, fuck whoever they want?”

  Audra paused, recalling with a suddenness the delights she’d felt after stepping out of the machine. When Maxine had kissed and stroked her, blasting her thoughts to nothing as she fucked herself against the brilliant blonde bombshell. “Well,” she said with a flirty smile. “Maybe some do. And there’s a definite appeal. But I don’t know if everyone wants it all the time.”

  Maxine pouted. She balanced her elbow on her thigh and leaned her chin into her hands, pendulous breasts bouncing beneath her. Audra licked her lips, and had to resist the urge to shove aside the small pad of fabric covering each of those dusky nipples and suck for all she was worth.

  “Yeah,” Maxine said, nose crinkling cutely with the effort of these new ideas. “I mean, you like, might be right. I guess. If people wanted to be boring…”

  Audra smiled. Despite what the blonde did, despite the fact Audra felt certain, utterly so, that Maxine was the lynchpin of what was going on about the island, and Audra’s reason for being there, she liked the other woman. Without quite knowing why, she leaned over and wrapped the bimbo in a hug.

  Maxine giggled and returned the embrace enthusiastically. Audra gasped, breath crushed from her, breasts mashed against Maxine’s in a hard press of female flesh. She patted the other woman on the back until Maxine let her go.