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"Fuck Amy Fuck"
By Shon Richards
Amy Valentine jogged briskly through the park. The winter air
was cold, especially in Berlin at this time of year but the jogging
kept Amy warm. Her gray tank top was sweaty and clinging to her small
bosom as she jogged. She had just eluded the spies who were watching
her but she knew that they would catch up to her soon. Amy had to move
if she was going to stay ahead of them.
The running swerved towards the public restrooms. It
wasn't her choice of a rendezvous but her contact was insistent. Amy
suspected the low-level research assistant that was for her had
control issues. She accepted that. When you work for a major company
like Paragon Industries, you run into your share of egomaniacs.
She walked into the men's bathroom and breathed a sigh of relief.
At least it didn't stink in here. Manny was waiting for her, smiling
as he sat on the toilet. Amy was relieved again when she realized he
had his pants on. He was rather attractive for a lab assistant with
his curly hair and puppy blue eyes.
"Do you have the blueprints?" Amy asked quickly.
"Right here," Manny said. He held up a black cube the size of
his fist. It had a tiny keyboard inscribed in its side.
"What the Hell is that?" Amy asked. "It doesn't exactly look
like the blueprints for new medical laser."
"But it is," Manny laughed. "I took the precaution of encoding
it in our newest security device. The SecretSafe is bulletproof,
hammer-proof and corporation-proof. If you enter the right codeword,
it opens up and spits out the disk that has the blueprints. Enter the
wrong code and it acts like a garbage-disposal and eats the disk."
Amy shrugged. "Here's the money that we promised you." She
tossed him the wad of cash she had tucked in her jeans.
Manny smiled and stood up. He looked her over from head to toe.
"My price has gone up." He started to unzip his pants.
Amy laughed. "Look, normally I wouldn't mind fucking a guy to
seal a deal but we're tight on time."
"Damn right we are," Manny laughed. "I have to be back at work
in five minutes. Either I get off before then or else I take my
SecretSafe back with me."
Amy cocked her head. "I could just kill you."
Manny had his manhood out and was stroking it to life. She noted
that it was uncircumcised and very, very large.
"And not get your blueprints?" he said. "You look like the kind
who wants to make her pay this week."
He was right. Amy had her heart set on hitting the casinos this
weekend and the bonus for this mission would give her enough money to
let her get the hang of Baccarat. She didn't doubt the efficiency of
the SecretSafe. The Germans were good at making shit that came in
black.
Amy considered her options.
"Five minutes?" Amy asked.
Manny nodded.
"Let's do it," Amy said. She stepped up to him and grabbed him
by the back of his head. Before he could react she pulled him in
for a deep kiss. Her mouth assaulted his. She felt his cock press
against her thigh and Amy reached for it with her hand.
"Wow!" Manny moaned as Amy's hand tightly gripped his cock. His
moan was smothered by Amy's kiss as her tongue dueled with his. Amy's
hand was sweaty and firm as she began to stroke him but her grip was a
little too tight. Manny tried to tell her this but her kissing drowned
his protests.
Amy just thought he was a lousy kisser.
She pushed him up against the wall of the tiny bathroom. Amy
lifted one firm leg and rubbed it against his. Manny shuddered as he
felt the hard lines of her leg through her jeans. He slipped a hand
down over her tight ass and squeezed as hard as he could.
The door opened behind Amy and Amy cursed. She forgot to lock
the very public restroom door. The spun her head around as
she continued to stroke Manny's uncircumcised cock. She was
disturbed to see a teenage standing there.
"Go the fuck away, okay?" Amy yelled in her best German.
The kid jumped and slammed the door. Amy had a brief vision of
the kid growing up with a fear of being raped in bathrooms, never
dating except the really quiet ones until one day he snaps and
has an affair with the in accounting; but can only get it up
with her when they have sex in the bathroom.
"It's too dry," Manny gasped as Amy's hand continued to stroke
him. She looked down and noticed his cock was bright red. In the
rush, Amy realized she forgot to lube him!
"Fuck, sorry," Amy said as gave her hand a long wipe with her
tongue. "Is this better?" she asked as her spit-covered hand grasped
his cock.
"Oh yes!" Manny moaned. Her now slick hand glided over his cock.
He was still sore but there was something soothing about a wet grip.
Amy stroked him hard and fast till his balls were bouncing.
The door opened again and Amy cursed. Instead of a teenager
though it was a busty carrying a gun!
"Oh shit!" Amy cried out. It was Bethany Taylor, Diligent
Enterprises' best industrial espionage agent! Amy reached for her gun
that was tucked in her jeans but her spit-covered hand was too
slippery. The gun went clattering to the floor.
Bethany simply smiled.
Then she fired.
Amy caught the bullet in her chest and collapsed against Manny.
He was screaming like a girl. As Amy slid down to the floor she
realized that she would never learn to play baccarat after all.
~~~
Amy blinked.
That plan sucked.
Amy considered her options.
"Five minutes?" Amy asked.
Manny nodded.
"Let's do it," Amy said. She locked the door behind her and
walked over to the grinning lab assistant. Amy dropped to her knees
and looked his cock eye-to-eye so to speak.
She opened her lips and Manny needed no instructions. He slipped
his cock straight into her mouth. Amy nearly gagged on his girth but
she relaxed and held on tightly with her lips. His cock was warm in
her mouth and Amy moaned as she imagined this heat inside her own sex.
Manny reached down and grabbed Amy's long hair. He held on
tightly as he pumped Amy's face, his balls slapping Amy's chin. Amy
groaned at this insensitive fucking and mentally kicked herself. She
should have known that this egomaniac just could stand there calmly and
take a blowjob. The best she could hope for was that he would climax
quickly.
A knocking at the door stopped Manny's fucking.
"Go away!" Manny yelled.
"Please mister!" a kid's voice yelled back. "I'm going to
my pants out here and I need to get back to my girlfriend!"
"Fuck off!" Manny yelled back and began to pump his hips against
Amy's face again. Amy had a sudden vision of the German teenager
pissing his pants on his date, his girlfriend breaking up with him and
the kid being the laughing stock at school. The kid would then grow up
having never kissed a and one day having the biggest collection of
stamps in all of Europe.
Amy concentrated back on the blowjob. Manny's fingers tugged on
her hair and Amy had to fight his grip to keep him. Her tongue
danced on his cock, trying every trick she knew to get him off. Manny
moaned louder when her cheeks caved in from the suction but it was Hell
on Amy's breathing.
"I'm close!" Manny growled before the door was kicked in.
Amy tried to turn her head but Manny had an iron grip on her
hair. As soon as he let go, Amy felt the familiar pressure of a gun
barrel at the base of her skull.
"Nice and easy," a woman's voice said. Amy recognized the voice.
It was Bethany Taylor, Diligent Enterprises' best industrial espionage
agent!
Amy slowly rose and Bethany removed Amy's gun. She then slapped
a handcuff on Amy's wrist. Bethany then slapped the handcuff to a pipe
next to the toilet. Amy could do nothing as Bethany pushed Manny to
the far end of the bathroom.
"I'll be taking the blueprints now," the cocky declared.
She was wearing a black leather skinsuit like she always did in German
missions. Bethany found that most people just assumed she was
Dominatrix.
"No one gets the password till I get off!" Manny said with
revived courage. A stiff cock does that to some men.
Bethany smiled. "Why of course," she said. She reached down and
held his slick cock in her hand while she used the other hand to unzip
her skinsuit. She slowly tugged at the zipper as her hand pumped his
cock. As her was revealed inch by slow inch, Manny's eyes
sparkled.
All Amy could do was watch helplessly. Bethany's
plunged further and further down. The leather parted to reveal more of
Bethany's impressive until Manny was shaking with anticipation.
"Oh!" Manny cried out as he into her hand.
"Never send an to do a blonde's job," Bethany laughed.
~~~
Amy blinked.
That plan sucked.
Amy considered her options.
"Five minutes?" Amy asked.
Manny nodded.
"Let's do it," Amy said. The tall pulled her pants down
to reveal her firm legs and tiny black panties. She didn't say a word
as she dropped to her knees and gave his cock three good spit covering
licks with her tongue. When Manny tried to grab her head her hands
were already swatting them away.
She stood back up and turned around to pull down her panties.
Manny gasped as he saw the splendor of her firm round ass. Her cheeks
presented a tempting he couldn't resist.
"Go ahead, fuck me there," Amy told him and she bent over. "And
I would hurry, you only got four minutes left."
Manny eagerly took her advice. He placed his cock at her anus
and slipped easily in. His uncircumcised cock provided its own
lubrication but Amy's spit was the little extra it needed to fit inside
her tight ass.
Amy moaned as her ass expanded to accept him. His thickness was
pushing her from inside and her clenched as he filled her. His
hands reached around her flat stomach and pulled her ass to him. They
cried out together as his cock sank to the hilt in her tight ass.
"Faster," Amy groaned and Manny agreed. His hips undulated as he
fucked her; his balls slapping hard against her ass. Amy reached
between her thighs and stroked her sex. She sweaty down there from the
jogging and her fingers made wet slurping noises to accompany the hard
slaps of her ass.
A teenage walked in and froze. His mouth dropped open and
his eyes widened in shock.
"Take a already," Amy invited in German. "and hurry up,
we're kind of busy."
Manny didn't seem to mind that the teenager was watching them the
entire time he took a leak. Amy didn't mind either. Her ass was just
getting used to Manny's size to stop now. Let the kid watch, he might
learn something.
"Remember to always use a condom!" Amy said as the zipped up.
"And wait till you're in love!"
Amy had a sudden vision of the growing up to be a healthy
responsible who never had to drop out of High School because he got
a pregnant. He would then get a job doing something erotic and
artistic because of the strangeness of his first sexual experience and
get a job with MTV making millions of dollars.
"Faster!" Manny moaned and this time Amy complied. She clenched
her buttocks around his cock and swiveled her hips ever so slightly.
Manny shivered as his cock was massaged by Amy' anal vise. Her buried
fingers could feel his cock pressing through her ass. Hand and cock
worked together to make Amy melt in friction.
"I'm close!" Manny cried out.
The door exploded inward and in stomped a busty wearing a
black leather skinsuit. Amy recognized her; it was Bethany Taylor,
Diligent Enterprises' best industrial espionage agent!
Luckily for Amy, she already had her gun out and pointed towards
the door.
"Drop the gun and stand quietly over there," Amy commanded as she
still swiveled her hips.
"Mein Gott!" Manny cried out as his cock exploded within Amy.
His flooded Amy's ass with its liquid heat and Amy's spasmed
around her buried fingers. Amy hit her climax simultaneously and her
eyes almost but not quite closed. She wanted to make sure Bethany did
as she was told.
Bethany did.
Manny eased his cock out of Amy's ass and checked his watch.
"Just in time," Manny told her as he handed her the cube. "The
codeword is 'Lola'."
"Could you pull up my pants for me?" Amy asked as she kept her
gun trained on Bethany. The cocky lab assistant was only too happy to
comply. After he pulled her pants back over her firm legs and ass, he
asked Amy a question.
"How did you know she was coming?"
"I didn't," Amy told him as she pocketed Bethany's gun.
"I just like to plan ahead."
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