33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle

by Nikita Storm

  "No," she said, pulling away, "I'm going to save this for something special. Come here." She stood up, unbuttoning her pants and mine, pressing her hips against mine. The exposed feeling of her skin against me felt amazing as I felt myself being pressed inside her very slick pussy.

  My eyes rolled back as with practiced ease, she rocked her hips back and forth, brewing the orgasm she almost swallowed.

  From the second my cock entered her scorching cave, I knew I was a goner. We'd both been on the couch all day teasing each other and my horniness had grown. Now, it was time to release my pent-up seed inside her delicious, beautiful pussy.

  "Cum in me!" She cried as she pressed her lips seductively to mine. With our mouths locked, she sought out my tongue and they danced wickedly together.

  My cock throbbed and pulsed inside her as I felt my sperm boil in my balls. With her hips, she pinned me to the wall and my cock swelled inside her as I was nearing the release of my seed.

  It was released in a moment of ecstasy as she moaned loudly just as I spurted my hot cum inside of her.

  I leaned back on the wall, panting, with my arms around her. We stayed in that position for a good couple of minutes, cuddling before I finally decided it was probably time to set off to accomplish my first day of my new job.

  "Sorry hon, I have to go now. I don't want to miss my first day," I explained while pulling up my pants. I quickly changed into something more professional before setting off out the door with my bag of important documents and writing equipment.

  Excited, I got into the car and set off to meet my destiny. Today was the first day of the rest of my life. I felt like the day agreed with my excitement. The weather was lovely; it was very hot and there was very little wind. Maybe it was just the country I lived in.

  Driving today didn't seem like that much of a chore unlike most days, probably because most days I'm going to some silly office to go purposely fuck up an interview, or go to a depressing looking store on a crappy looking day. Well today was a good day because if this GPS Street View was only updated recently, then the building I'm looking for is well furnished and in a city I really don't mind going into.

  "Okay, so uh, all the way up there," I said to myself slamming the door to my car and protecting my eyes from the sun as I looked up at the tall building. Naturally I started to get anxious again, but I assumed that everything would be fine.

  I approached the double doors to see two security guards standing in front of it, looking like bouncers for a high-end nightclub. "Jack, right?" one of them hissed at me.

  "Yeah that's me."

  "You can go on up; Brad's expecting you. You'll see the staircase when you walk in, tell the other security guard there what your name is and he'll scan you in the system, then give you your card. Then Brad will talk to you when-"

  "Alright, got it, talk to Brad with my card. Too late, didn't listen, jeez." I walked through the door before getting inpatient.

  After chatting up the second security officer I met who gave me my security pass, I idly wandered down the corridor examining all the signs hanging from the ceiling. If I needed the toilet or needed a bite to eat, I needed to know where everything was, but there was a second lot of stairs which I ended up having to go up to meet my actual team; then the almighty Brad.

  The floor I reached didn't seem as busy as the first one. The random people I saw walking up and down didn't seem as loud or stressed. It's as if their job wasn't even as difficult; although their uniforms did look cooler. I wondered if they'd give me one.

  "Ah, Jack!" came an enthusiastic tone from beside me. "I'm completely guessing, but I don't recognize you. You are Jack, right? I was expecting a handsome guy, but not a devilishly hot hunk."

  "Please tell me you're Brad." I said dryly, stopping to talk to him. Devilishly hot hunk? Sounded like a pick-up line to me. Either that or I really was.

  "The one and only. Or Brad the great if you prefer." He smiled a cheesy smile, then waved in a general direction in front of him. "I want you to take a look around your office over there." I followed where he was indicating and saw what looked to be a rather large section of the office, which - from where I was looking - was a window and a lot of decor.

  I went to take a look, and my office was amazingly well furnished. I almost couldn't believe that this was prepared just for me; with the two comfy seats in front of my new desk, the view from my glass window looking down towards the city, and canvases of kittens, androids and women; all my favorite things!

  Did I mention the game console in the corner hooked up to a HDTV? I guess they wanted me to be working there for a while, and with the vending machines and facilities nearby, I had no problem with that.

  Such a nice place, I could get used to this. This place just seems really high budget to me. Is it just me or is it kind of rare that you'll see vending machines selling basic fruit? Nevertheless I was on that shit. Two apples, a banana and some red grapes. That made a salad to dig into as I sat down to watch the evening news, reclining back in my armchair in my amazing new office.

  But when I see something boring on TV I usually get tempted to masturbate. I wished Janet was here, draining my balls on all fours. Maybe all those canvases on the wall weren't such a good idea. That'll just kill the buzz of the day though, so I'm not going to, and if I see a hot women walk past I probably wouldn't care.

  But the truth remained that I didn't really know anyone there. I knew what they wanted me to do in my spare time, that was no issue and I could always talk to Janet on-line or text her. But at the same time, did I have any colleagues or partners share my adventures in space with? They wouldn't let my girlfriend in that's for sure.

  I strolled down the corridor mindlessly during my lunch break, when wow, I thought, as a cute, red-haired lass wearing a tank top and black mini-skirt walked past me. I would stroke that long silky hair all day, sweeping her hair away from her exposed arms and perfect cleavage before getting on my knees and --

  "Guys, we got an issue and need to go over our own individual procedures!" yelled the head captain of our entire section, causing everyone to drop what they were doing and stand in a small circle in the main hub of the room.

  "We got two new recruits here today. I want you guys to meet Jack and Sarah." He then turned to us, leaned closely and said "I'm Brad by the way, I already told Jack this but any problems you guys have just let me know." He then winked at us and went back to pacing up and down slowly with his hands behind his back.

  So she was new too! I'm glad we met on good terms so I'm not the only one with these new responsibilities. Of course that wasn't the only reason I wanted to chat her up.

  "So, you're Sarah," I said, quietly scratching the back of my head.

  "Hello, yes. I hear your name is Jack, right?" She had a very soothing voice and seemed very well mannered. If I wasn't careful I'd find my emotions turning me to someone else, had to keep my control.

  "That's right miss, it's nice to meet you."

  I started to blush as she walked up close to me, "I can sense you're a bit overwhelmed, if you need any help or someone to speak to, this isn't my first time doing top secret agency work," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder.

  I don't think either of us noticed this guy Brad was still rambling away about something, currently he was pointing to a map of the entire building on a big screen. Still blushing, Sarah and I secretly sat next to each other during Brad's introductory speech, I must admit my anxiousness was disappearing.

  Supposedly, the planet we were traveling to disappeared during the 80's when extra-terrestrial activity was found near to the planet's coordinates. It was found that if they had not disappeared when they did, the coloring in everyone's DNA would have been universally catastrophic as the technology they were using to mine the planet of its highly valuable gasses wasn't able to isolate itself appropriately, and that's when they had to shift it to an alternate dimension to finish the job. They want us, me and Sarah specifically to investigate
and pocket some of what we find there.

  "We'll do it," Sarah said after the briefing.

  "I'm sure we will. I'm quite looking forward to it!" I responded in nervousness.

  We both stood up and I followed Sarah as she looked more like she knew where she was going. "Um, Jack, I don't quite know where we're supposed to go."

  "Oh, I assumed you knew, so I was following you," I shrugged. At the time we were both standing next to a double door with little circle windows in them. I looked through, urging her to look through the other window, to the most beautiful sight either of us had ever seen: ship upon ship lining up next to each other with people in yellow suits walking up and down. I wondered how a room this size fit in the building. It sure didn't look possible when I was outside looking up.

  After creeping in, we both paced down the hanger eying all the nice looking ships. Brad emerged from behind us when we both stopped, admittedly like we didn't know what we were actually doing in here.

  "You guys will be in this little beauty right here, it's quite new so make good use of it and report if there are any problems okay?" He shortly walked off leaving us to enter the ship and presumably leave.

  *****

  After stepping onto this magnificent looking ship and immediately feeling the cool air blowing onto us, I couldn't wait to get some private time with my new stunner of a partner, just to get to know her, you know, for my sociology research and not to hit on her or anything.

  The ship wasn't all that bad, it was obviously well-maintained in-between missions and it looked like it was set with some toilets and even a kitchen. Not as good as the one back at HQ, but enough for us to enjoy our time while in space. On that note, what were our coordinates again?

  I found a switch under the screen in the cockpit, which proceeded to bring up a screen in which the coordinates we were looking for were already set, along with a set way-point to that location. I was somewhat relieved by this because I didn't actually know how we were supposed to find it. I turned around to Sarah who was looking at the digits like an eagle.

  We sat there in the cockpit in complete silence before I finally asked her out for a coffee after the mission. "Sorry," she said, "I don't date guys." Huh, oh right, well I certainly wasn't expecting that. Such a pretty girl though, what a shame, I thought.

  "However," she continued, winking at me, "I bet you'd make a stunning woman."

  "Like you?" I said smirking, thinking that was good banter. She was gorgeous and she definitely looked like she knew what she was after.

  Emotions came over me all of a sudden when I started asking stupid questions. "Okay, but what about, in theory, if I did become a girl. What would you want me to look like?" I laughed at myself while asking this, because I knew the idea of turning into a women was hilariously improbable, even more so to impress my partner.

  "If that were so, I'd have fucked you repeatedly on the floor right there, but, you know, you're not," she said, shrugging.

  The ship definitely needed a bit of time to start up. I couldn't help but feel the need to go over our mission with Sarah one more time. She did take notes after all, and that was better than me, being lazy and not writing anything.

  Turning to her, I brought up the topic of revising the mission as if it was an exam. "So basically, we're looking for a planet which basically might not be there, using this screen to track planetary disappearances. Did you catch the coordinates we're meant to be headed?"

  "I did, yes," she answered with that ever-so-adorable voice.

  It took an hour of comparing the coordinates with what we saw on our screens, until we finally found what we were looking for, a smallish green planet emanating purple gas.

  Sarah turned to me and called loudly over the sound of the ship hovering, "I don't exactly remember how to get out of this thing, and if going out like that is a really good idea. But, good luck, I think you can jump out from here." She smiled.

  With that, Sarah hit a switch which lowered me from where I was standing enough to jump off to safely land on the planet.

  Once on the ground, I tripped and fell on some rocks. Great, that'll make a good first impression, I thought wryly to myself. Then I remembered that I was - hopefully, anyway - the only one around.

  The gravity was a little more intense around this little planet - ironic really, considering I had no special suit on and we weren't on Earth which I'm sure was the only planet in existence to have a safe environment for humans.

  I picked up some soil from the planet's surface and put it in the special container they gave me. Brad wanted some kind of substance from the planet, so this is what he's getting. I started to feel a stabbing pain in my lower back, but I decided to ignore it as I wasn't in a safe environment anyway. I saw the ship with Sarah looking down at me from the front window, and waved for her to pick me up as I thought I'd accomplished the mission.

  "Oh God, you're hurt," she said as I climbed back in the warm spaceship.

  "Am I?" I said feeling around my back.

  She grabbed some medicine from the first-aid kit and administered it to my wound. Every time she touched it, I winced as it hurt like hell.

  "Thanks Sarah."

  "Did you bring anything back from the planet?"

  "Yes," I said, rubbing my back. "Here." I handed her the soil sample. "It was all I could get," I explained, sitting back in the main chair next to Sarah's. I sighed deeply with the experience and prepared for the journey home and the debriefing.

  "Let's stay here awhile and get some sleep before heading back," I said, yawning. I suddenly felt extremely tired. Sarah agreed and set the ship's computer to rouse us in a few hours.

  Even though I was dog-tired, sleep was difficult. Not only did it hurt like hell, but I could feel odd changes throughout my body. At least that's what it felt like. Maybe it was just the effects of being in space for the first time.

  A few hours later, I felt the engines roar to life as they strained to attain faster-than-light speed. I felt the movement from under my bed, waking me up from my much-needed nap.

  Sarah softly rapped on the door. "You all right? You've been moaning for a while. I set the coordinates; we should be there shortly."

  "Yeah," I said, stretching and yawning. "I feel fine. You?" I stumbled out into the cockpit, blinking to adjust to the bright lights - which oddly seemed to be much brighter and more vibrant. New colors - and names for those colors - popped into my head. No longer were things just brown or red, but mauve and rose. That was odd, but again I just shrugged it off. I'd heard the effects of space-travel could be many and varied.

  Without looking at me, concentrating to keep the ship on course, she answered, "Yes thank you, I'm good. But you may want to check yourself for any signs of infection in your wound." I headed off to the bathroom so I could throw some water on my face to wake me up from the nap.

  I never saw this facility before, it was quite nice to look at, but awfully lonely. I just wished Sarah was here with me taking selfies, as girls usually do together. What the hell was I saying?

  I gazed at the foggy mirror for five minutes, trying to get a clear view of myself, but something was wrong. The silhouette I could see beyond the mirror fog was thinner, and my hair appeared longer than it really was. I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the sand crabs from them. Geez, maybe I wasn't cut out for this type of shit.

  Eventually the mirror cleared up, but the vision remained. What was I looking at here? It wasn't a mirror, there was a girl looking back at me. Maybe this was new state-of-the-art computer tech. But in the bathroom?

  I was just about to forget all about it and grab some Aspirin, when I noticed the girl making the exact same movements as me.

  I dropped to the floor when I started to contemplate what had happened. I immediately stood right up and ran out of the bathroom and back into the cockpit.

  "Sarah! I'm freaking out," I said panting, literally sounding like a whiny teenage girl and stamping my foot against the floor.

 
; "I'm sorry, what's wrong?" she replied before turning back to me, only for her own face to go pale and her eyes wide.

  "Who the hell are you?" She asked, backing up.

  "It's me! Jack! You've got to help me. What's going on?" I was frantic. Not only didn't I feel like myself, I didn't look or talk like myself.

  "Jack?" She took a tentative step forward. "What happened?"

  "I don't know. I was in the bathroom thinking about how much I wanted you to join me, and then I went to look in the mirror and I looked like this. And, I just don't-- I'm scared." I began to sob as I placed head in my hands.

  Sarah put her arms around me. "Hey, it's okay. I don't know what's just happened, but its okay, I told you I'd be here for you and here I am."

  I didn't notice when I came in but Sarah had grown much taller than me, or is that I shrunk? Either way this was comforting and my feelings were only getting stronger as she looked at me lovingly.

  Looking into her beautiful round eyes, I started, "Sarah, remember what we talked about before if I turned into a woman?" to which her only response was to stroke my cheek and lower her head down to kiss me tenderly on the lips, pulling me in closely.

  "I've been looking forward to this all day," I admitted after pulling away for a few moments before being pulled back in for more. I guess making out with her almost made me forget that I quite possibly turned into a woman a few moments ago.

  "Sarah," I said, pulling back, still in her arms, "I don't know if I'm ready for this, my body being the way it is."

  "I'll bring you up to speed, don't worry," she replied seductively as she pulled me toward her to kiss me again.

  The first thing she did was take off my clothes and run her soft, silky hands all over my body, lightly brushing up against my pert breasts. Oh my God, the sensations I was feeling were incredible. Now I know why women liked their boobs touched so much.