Agent 69- Stroken, Not Stirred

by Callista Hawkes

  “Bérénice…” You gasp as her lapping tongue finally sends you over the edge. Your cock twitches in her hand as your balls release their load, your come racing up your shaft to streak from the tip. You grunt with each powerful eruption as your seed splatters wetly across her toned stomach. She continues to wriggle her tongue in your arse until she squeezes the last few drops from your spent cock. You climb off her, collapsing onto the bed beside her, your head swimming.

  “That was pretty nasty.” You pant, gazing at your creamy white come streaked across her tanned abdomen.

  “You didn’t seem to mind.” Bérénice chuckles unashamedly, reaching down and running her fingers through your seed before rubbing it into her skin.

  “It certainly had the virtue of being a fresh experience.” You grin, taking her into your arms. Her body moulds itself to yours and within minutes you have both drifted off to sleep.

  You awake just as the sun rises, the golden light reflecting off the skyscrapers around the Kruger Corporation building. You slip silently from the bed and quickly gather your clothes, pulling them on with a wary glance towards Bérénice’s sleeping form. You cross the room towards the door and step out into the corridor, making your way to the lift and back down to the lobby. You walk down the steps outside the Kruger Corporation building, strolling out into the long shadow cast by the monolithic structure.

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  “I’m terribly sorry, but I have to go.” You tell Bérénice, her eyes widening in surprise as you fasten up your trousers and reach for your shirt.

  “You can’t leave now!” She protests, sitting up.

  “I’m truly sorry,” You reply, not even bothering to sound sincere, “But I’ve just remembered that I need to do something.”

  “Yes, me!” She objects, but you are already halfway to the door, buttoning up your shirt as you go.

  “Another time perhaps?” You shrug, sidestepping a pillow as she hurls it across the room at you, her face contorted in fury.

  “Bastard!” She spits.

  “Has anyone ever told you you’re beautiful when you’re angry?” You grin over your shoulder before leaving, the door closing behind you and silencing a string of colourful curses.

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  “Well Agent Bush,” You grin, leaning nonchalantly against a pallet stacked waist high with US dollars, “It would appear we have a little time to kill. However might we amuse ourselves for a few hours?” You raise an eyebrow.

  “You really are a cocky son of a bitch.” She glares at you, before her expression softens and she saunters across the vault towards you. “But I’ll bite. Now let’s see if you’re all hat and no cattle.” As she reaches you, you take her in your arms, pressing your lips to hers. Scarlett kisses you passionately, almost aggressively, your eyes widening in surprise as she spears her tongue between your lips. She pulls away and chuckles sexily.

  “You prefer your women a little more submissive?” She enquires, her green eyes gleaming with mischief.

  “Not at all.” You grin, your hands running down the smooth latex clad contours of her back and down to her generous buttocks. “I like a woman that knows what she wants.”

  “While you seem to be a man that is used to getting what he wants.” Scarlett purrs, her fingers working at the buttons on your shirt. “And I’m not the sort of girl to leave a man disappointed.” She adds, a wicked smile and a sparkle in her eye promising a multitude of carnal pleasures. Her hands unbuckle your belt and pull your trousers open letting them drop to your ankles. She eagerly reaches inside your underpants, her fingers closing around your rapidly hardening shaft.

  “A assume the ‘cattle’ is to your satisfaction?” You ask, flashing her a cocky smile.

  “I’ll let you know in a little while.” She purrs, stooping to pull down your underpants. You kick off your shoes and step out of your trousers and underpants, simultaneously pulling off your shirt to stand naked before her. Scarlett smiles, her eyes fixed on your cock which, encouraged by her exploring fingers, has become fully engorged and erect.

  “Quid pro quo.” You murmur, helping her back to her feet and reaching for the zipper hanging between her full breasts. Her green eyes gaze hungrily into yours as you tug the zip down, the glossy black latex of her catsuit peeling open to further reveal her impressive cleavage. You smile and kneel as you slowly continue to pull the zip down her body, past her navel and continuing lower still. You smile as the red fuzz of her pubic hair is revealed.

  “If I hear the words ‘collars’ or ‘cuffs’, I’ll cut your tongue out.” She growls, her green eyes glaring down at you.

  “That really would be a pity: As sharp as my tongue can be, it’s not where it’s true talent lies.” You grin.

  “Really?” She smiles before turning around and bending over the shrink wrapped stack of money before you. She reaches back and pulls the zip open the rest of the way; back up between her buttocks nearly to the small of her back.

  “Very practical.” You quip, gazing at the shiny latex clinging tightly to her shapely buttocks. You eye is drawn between them to the narrow strip of exposed flesh with her glistening folds and tight puckered arsehole.

  “A good agent is prepared for all eventualities.” She grins over her shoulder at you before standing and slowly turning to face you. You gaze at the beautiful redhead before you, the catsuit open and her voluptuous body finally revealed to you. Her long red hair hangs down just past her shoulders, the colour contrasting with her pale skin. Your gaze drops lower, your cock twitching at the sight of her large breasts, the pink nipples erect and begging for attention. Though they are still clad within the catsuit, the skin-tight latex hugs her slender, toned legs. Your eyes are drawn between them to the neatly trimmed patch of red pubic hair and her glistening lips peeking out just beneath.

  “Well?” She purrs, stepping towards you and reaching out to caress your muscular chest. “What are you going to do to me?”

  Bury your face into her wet folds

  Slip your cock inside her

  You guide her back to the shrink wrapped stack of cash and she sits on the edge, parting her thighs in anticipation. As you drop down between her legs, a broad smile crosses her lips.

  “I like a man on his knees before me.” Scarlett quips as you settle between her open thighs and grasp her hips through the latex material of her catsuit. You move your face closer, enjoying the aroma of her musky scent, your mouth salivating at the sight of her labia glistening with her juices. You draw back slightly and begin to kiss your way up her left inner thigh, your lips grazing the smooth glossy latex material. You can feel the heat radiating from her pussy against your cheek, but you pull back and repeat the process, this time kissing your way up her right inner thigh.

  “Stop teasing me, you son of a bitch.” Scarlett moans, squirming in frustration. You grin, slowly sliding your lips back towards her moist folds, the open catsuit gaping as she spreads her legs wide, willing you to pleasure her. Finally you relent, dragging the tip of your tongue along her sodden slit. She lets out a guttural groan of delight, her hands grasping your head and pulling you tightly into her warm, wet pussy. You thrust your tongue inside her, your cock twitching as you enjoy the feminine taste of her juices. Her fingers pull your head in tighter as your tongue probes inside her.

  “Yes, fucking eat me!” She groans, thrashing about on the mountain of cash. “Taste me! Lick my clit!” You slide your tongue up to the top of her slit and begin to flick it over the sensitive little nub. You feel her flinch, her cries of pleasure increasing in intensity.

  “Fuck, that feels good!” She gasps. Her excitement infectious, your hard cock aches for attention as you trace elaborate patterns on her clitoris. You slide a hand around from her hip and slip it between her legs, thrusting your fingers inside her sopping pussy. Her breathing becomes increasingly erratic and you realise she is closing in on her climax. Her fingers tighten in your hair until you are almost wincing from the pain.

  “Oh
God, don’t stop now.” She pants as you lash your tongue against her clit while thrusting your fingers into her. “Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh Fuuuuck!” She tenses up, arching her back before with a cry of pure pleasure, she explodes into her orgasm. Her whole body convulses before you as her clit twitches against your tongue, her pussy clenching around your fingers. Her cries of pleasure echo around the vault until finally she relaxes, slumping back on the pile of money, her hands releasing their grip on your head.

  “Not bad for a limey.” She smiles, craning her head forward as you emerge from between her thighs, your lips and chin wet with her juices.

  “You certainly seemed to enjoy yourself.” You smirk, glancing pointedly at a wet, sticky stain on the cash. “Though I think this money might need laundering.” Scarlett rolls her eyes before climbing off the shrink-wrapped green banknotes and into your arms.

  “Enough talk.” Scarlett purrs, reaching out and playfully squeezing your hardened shaft, “What are we going to do about this?”

  Bend her over the stack of money and slip your cock inside her

  Suggest she takes you into her mouth

  “Bend back over that stack of money.” You tell Scarlett. She smiles and eagerly turns around, bending forward over the shrink-wrapped pallet of cash, her legs parted. You step behind her, caressing her shiny latex covered buttocks for a moment before sliding a hand between them, your fingertips skirting her moist slit.

  “Stop teasing me and fuck me already!” Scarlett tells you impatiently.

  “You’re not a shy girl are you?” You smirk as you take your cock in your hand and press the tip to her sopping wet pussy, easing the head past her puffy labia.

  “Yeah!” Scarlett moans, impatiently pushing back against you, your cock sliding deeply inside her. “Oh, that feels good! Now fuck me!” You grin and grasp her hips, thrusting inside her right up to the root. She lets out a groan of pleasure as you quickly find a rhythm, slamming your cock into her drenched hole, your shaft glistening with her juices. She begins to arch her back and gyrates her hips, her pussy snugly gripping your cock as you pound into her.

  “Pull my hair.” She tells you, glancing over her shoulder, her green eyes filled with lust. You reach out and grasp a handful of her long red mane, tugging on it. “Yessss!” She moans in response. “Harder, harder!” Not sure if she is referring to your thrusting or hair-pulling, you hedge your bets and do both, driving your cock into her with renewed vigour while roughly pulling at her hair.

  “Is that what you want?” You hiss. “Does that feel good?”

  “Oh fuck yes!” She moans, her breathing coming in short, sharp gasps. “Don’t. Fucking. Stop!” You grin, enjoying her reaction as she closes in on her climax. Her groans reach a crescendo before with a final moan of pure ecstasy, she reaches her orgasm, her body jerking and juddering before you as powerful waves of pleasure consume her. Her pussy convulses around your rigid shaft until finally sated, she slumps forward onto the stack of money.

  “Fuck, that was good.” She tells you breathlessly, glancing over her shoulder at you, a sheen of perspiration on her face.

  “I think Wildcat might have been more apt a codename.” You grin. “You have those in Texas?” Scarlett returns your smile and nods.

  “Yeah.” She pants. “I’ll bear it in mind. Now I guess it’s your turn to come.” She adds, squeezing your hard cock with her pussy muscles. Her green eyes sparkle with mischief as they meet yours. “So how about putting that thing somewhere a little tighter?” She purrs.

  “What?” You reply, your eyes widening in surprise at her brazen request. “You want my cock in your arse?”

  “I love the way you English guys say ass.” She chuckles sexily before her green eyes meet yours. “Yes, I want you to fuck me in the arse.” She tells you shamelessly, mimicking your English accent and exaggerating the ‘r’.

  Sounds good

  No thanks. Have her ride you instead

  “I think I’d rather have you riding me.” You reply.

  “You Brits are so reserved.” She chuckles, a hint of disappointment on her face. “But that sounds good too.” You slip your cock from her and climb onto the stack of money, lying back with your glistening shaft jutting proudly into the air. Scarlett eagerly joins you, throwing a latex clad leg across you and straddling you. She leans forward, her large breasts spilling out of her gaping catsuit, her long red hair dangling in your face. Her green eyes, just inches away, gaze deeply into yours as you feel her reach between her legs and grasp your shaft, guiding it back to her slit. Her mouth drops open as you feel her warm moist pussy engulf your cock, her lips sliding down to the root. As she begins to ride you, you grasp her hips, driving up to meet her downward thrusts. Scarlett moans with delight as your long, hard length slams into her, riding you harder as you both pant and gasp with a mixture of excitement and effort. Her large breasts bounce before your face with every thrust and you crane your head forward, your lips seeking and finding an engorged nipple. Scarlett moans with delight as you suck the sensitive nub into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and gently nibbling at it.

  “That feels good.” She moans, guiding your head to her other breast where you repeat the process. She begins to gyrate her hips, grinding her pussy against you, your cock buried deep inside her. You let out a muffled groan of pleasure against her fleshy breast as you feel the beginnings of a climax building in your balls.

  “Are you going to come?” She teases, caressing your head as you softly suck and lap at her nipples. “I want you to. I want to feel you thrust up inside me and your whole body tensing up. I want to hear your manly grunts of pleasure as you come. I want to feel your hot, thick seed erupting deep inside my pussy.”

  “Scarlett…” You groan, her filthy talk exciting you and sending you rushing towards your climax. She reaches back behind her and you feel her free hand gently caress your aching balls.

  “These feel so full.” She purrs. “I can’t wait for you to empty them into me. Come for me James, come inside me.” With that, she squeezes your balls and sends you over the edge. You let out a roar of ecstasy as you feel the pressure released and your balls twitch in her hand as your seed races up your length to explode deep inside Scarlett’s pussy.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” She cries in delight as you grasp her hips, thrusting up inside her as your erupting cock spurts again and again. “I can feel your hot come inside me!” As your climax begins to fade, she squeezes her pussy muscles tightly around your shaft, drawing the last of your come from you. She lets go of your head and you fall back onto the stack of cash, letting out a groan of satisfaction. She leans forward, kissing you tenderly on the lips, the soft weight of her large breasts pressing against your chest. Breaking the kiss, she sits up, smiling down at you before gingerly climbing off you.

  “You’re some woman.” You tell her, catching your breath after such an energetic session.

  “You’re not so bad yourself.” She grins, zipping her catsuit back up. “I’d say you’ve just about redeemed yourself for getting us trapped in here in the first place!”

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  “If you insist.” You grin, slipping your cock from her pussy, your shaft glistening with her juices. Scarlett coos with excitement, reaching back and dipping her fingertips inside her pussy before smearing her juices over her tiny puckered orifice. You press the tip of your cock against it and push, Scarlett groaning as you force the bulbous head past the tight ring of muscle and into the hot, snug confines of her arse.

  “Oh yes!” She moans as your shaft slowly slides inside her back passage, her sphincter obscenely stretched around the thick intruder. “Give me all of it!” She pushes back against you, your cock disappearing completely between her buttocks. You groan with pleasure at the incomparable sensation of her hot arse enveloping your cock, her sphincter clenching the base of your shaft in a vicelike grip.

  “Damn, that feels good.” You groan, unable to pull your eyes away from the sight of your coc
k buried deep inside her arse.

  “You like that huh?” She chuckles sexily, glancing over her shoulder at you as she playfully clenches her sphincter, squeezing the base of your cock and making you gasp. “Now fuck me. Fuck my ass!” You grasp her hips and begin to slowly thrust into her, her sphincter squeezing your shaft as you slide in and out. Scarlett’s groans join your own as you begin to quicken your pace.

  “Yes, yes!” She gasps. “Harder, fuck my ass harder!” You oblige, the banknotes crumpling beneath her body as you pound into her. You slide your right hand around her waist and down, your fingertips grazing the soft tangles of pubic hair before finding her clit. She stiffens, her moans turning to cries of pleasure as you simultaneously tease her clit and thrust into her arse.

  “You like that?” You echo, smirking. She answers only with a guttural grunt as her hands grasp fistfuls of money as you bring her rapidly towards her climax. She breathes in rasping, uneven breaths as you continue to slam into her, your fingers furiously rubbing at her clit. You can feel your own climax building, the pressure building in your balls with each passing moment

  “Uh that feels so good.” Scarlett pants. “Are you going to come inside me?”

  “Yes.” You hiss in her ear as you lean forward, your chest pressed against her back. “I’m getting close and I’m going to thrust deeply inside you and explode in your tight arse. Is that what you want?”