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Cold War by begger
Cold War
Maria nodded to the receptionist offhandedly and clicked her heels down the cold, marble floors of the CIA building. Her hair today was let loose as it often was, her dark brown hair swaying back and forth on her shoulders as she walked. As she got to the elevator the ever-present line of people stood watching the numbers above them get smaller and smaller. She stood shifting her weight to her left foot and crossed her arms across her chest impatiently. Finally as the “ding” sounded the doors opened, men in suits filed out and more men with suits filed in.
She cursed to herself. It seemed like every morning’s ride was the same. She was pushed into the back of the elevator and forced to be pressed against everyone else. The worst of it was, she lost count of how many times the business man behind her didn’t move back far enough so she could feel his cock against her ass rising just as fast as the elevator was. Of course the man behind her, no matter who he was, always seemed to get off on a floor above her own so she was forced to endure the entire ride with some perverts boner between her ass cheeks.
She was used to it though as it was a daily occurrence. Plus, it was tame in comparison to what men would do with her during the rest of the day.
The elevator stopped for the sixth time, nearly the top of the building, and she departed, relieved that she no longer had an erection between her ass.
She clicked her heels down the hall and opened the door to her division’s office. The door read in large, black letters “Counterintelligence Interrogation.” As she pushed the broad, glass door aside she saw her boss and a co-worker of hers talking over a desk with a newspaper on it.
“This is incredible!” It was her boss, Gregory Fitzgerald. “Explorer I is in orbit.” He was truly excited. Maria couldn’t think of a better person for his position, director of interrogation. He was the most patriotic man she had ever met and it crushed him when the Soviet Union got into space first. Explorer I, the first U.S.
The other man, John Reynolds, was 2 years older than she was at his age of 29. He always had slicked, black hair, a cheap suit and often a small flask of booze with him. He was a little on the chubby side, but no one had ever thought he was fat.
Maria greeted her boss and avoided making eye contact with John. He seemed very sleazy to her and she didn’t want anything to do with the man.
Such was the not the case for John. His eyes roamed over Maria’s body like they did every morning. He licked his lips gently. She was so beautiful, he thought to himself. She always came to work in those sexy high heels, showing off her tanned legs.
He felt his pants start to get tighter. Her firm breasts were his favor aspect about her. They had to be at least 36DD, maybe 38DD. It was so hard to tell with her sometimes.
John hated his job and the only his bottle of liquor in his desk and the sight of Maria’s body made it bearable.
“When was the rocket launched?” John asked, with his eyes still looking Maria over.
“Two days ago, didn’t you see it on Television?”
John shook his head, peeling his eyes away from Maria slowly and back to the newspaper. Maria strutted past them to her office, looking upon all of the work in front of her. Women weren’t usually given such a high status job as her, but she displayed “exceptional talent in her field” according to her instructor. Long story short, she became one of the top interrogators in the country and was given a job at the CIA.
Of course she knew she wouldn’t be where she was without her looks. Her instructors praise wasn’t exactly unbiased. This was the same instructor that congratulated her by a nice pat on the rear and showed his affection for her by staring down her shirt every opportunity he had. It wasn’t like Maria fought it either; she loved picking out especially revealing clothes every day, knowing she would be giving her instructor a nice hard erection for the rest of the day.
Gregory finished explaining the significance of the Explorer to his unappreciative employee and walked back to his office, shaking his head. “Back in my day…” He muttered to himself. He was so caught up in his own grumblings that he barely heard his secretary call for him.
“I said…Mr. Fitzgerald, we’ve got a prisoner today.” The secretary said behind him at her desk. She pushed her blonde hair out of her face and stood up, handing him the file.
The division director took the file and opened the yellow folder, paging through its contents quickly. He was just about to pass it back to her when he got to the last page.
“A Soviet Spy!?” He exclaimed, a little too loudly than a person in a government building should be speaking. “This is incredible, where did we find him?”
“I just pass this stuff along.” The blonde secretary said. He knew she was lying, he had caught her a few times looking through confidential files. He didn’t mind, he knew it was out of her own curiosity. Plus, it wasn’t like they would give a lowly secretary, much less a woman, something that could threaten national security.
He was too enthused over the papers in his hand to wave her a proper goodbye and he hurried back to his office.
He was looking through the files more carefully now. The spy, named “Aleksander Kotov” was captured trying to infiltrate government buildings in Washington D.C.
There was a knock on hazy-glass door with his name printed backwards on it.
“Come in.” He said in response.
Maria opened the door and closed it gingerly. He could already feel the sweat on his brow accumulating. He was married for God’s sake. Yet, he couldn’t help stare, rather, fantasize, about his astonishing employee strutting toward his desk. He was scolding himself for his arousal. Just as he finally got his mind off of himself of top of her, she leaned against the desk and bent over to look at the open file on his desk.
He had a perfect view down her white blouse. She always left the top three buttons undone, something that drove him and his male co-workers crazy. He could see her breasts bursting out of her white lace bra. The bra cupped her breasts perfectly and pushed them out, as if inviting him to look at them.
Maria tried her best to hold back the giggle forming on her lips but she felt her mouth form a wry smile at the sight of her boss’ hardon, poking through his pants. She knew what she did to men and she enjoyed it. Even though she was looking down at the file in front of her, she knew his eyes were glued down her shirt. Admittedly, she wasn’t helping the situation but bending over as much as possible and taking a very long time to look through the file.
“um…uh…so Maria, I’ll need to you to take care of this for me.” He said trying to regain his composure by shifting his weight in his seat. He knew she was aware of his erection but he figured it was better to be obvious about it and fix the situation rather than sitting there with a tent in his pants while he talked to her.
Maria smirked at double entendre when she heard “take care of this for me.” She knew he meant the man in the file but she knew he also would have liked to mean for her to “take care” of his throbbing cock underneath his pants.
She played along a little bit further. “Of course, Greg.” She said, using his first name. “I’d love to take care of that for you.”
Gregory choked a little on his dry throat, swallowed and replied, with a cracking voice “Thanks, Ms. Giovanni, ask my secretary for more information.”
“Sounds good, sir, I’ll get right on it.” She said with a wink so soft that Gregory wasn’t sure if she had really given him a wink or not.
Maria turned around slowly and walked out of the room, making sure to strut her ass back and forth as much as possible. As the door closed, Gregory let out a large sigh, relieved she was out of the room. He shut his eyes and wiped his eyelids with his fingers. “Back in my day…” He said, trying to get his erection down.
Maria walked down the hall to her office when she heard out of the corner of the room.
“Hey, Maria, comere.”
She rolled her eyes before she turned around to face John with a rather annoying grin on his face. He looked her up and down with wide eyes.
“What do you want, John?” Maria asked impatiently, hoping to get this over with.
He looked her up and down one more time, focusing a little too long on her breasts for her tastes. He opened his mouth and she could smell alcohol on his breath, although he didn’t seem drunk.
“What did the boss have to say?” He asked curiously, still holding on to that annoying grin. She really didn’t want to tell him, not that she didn’t want him to know, she just didn’t like talking to the man.
“A newbie.” She said quickly. “Needs interrogation.”
“Your specialty.” He said with a chuckle, looking at the cleavage line between her breasts, pushing out of her tight bra.
“Will that be all, John?” She asked impatiently. “Or did you just want to stare at my boobs?” She asked bluntly, a move that gave a slight startle to the normally cool John. Most men would have gotten red in the face and looked back into her eyes. Instead, John chuckled again and took the comment as further invitation to stuff his eyes down her shirt.
“I think that’s about it. You know, if you ever need my…assistance, I’d just love to help you out one of these days.”
His drunkenness was starting to show. “Oh don’t worry John, you’ll be the first to know.” She said, walking past him, rolling her eyes.
She sat at her desk for awhile, looking at the files more in depth. She was just as amazed as the director, capturing a Soviet spy was amazing news. Especially the fact that her department would be interrogating him. And even more so that she would be interrogating him.
After another hour she finished with her notes and had practically memorized everything about the file. She took the off-white folder under her right arm and strode out of her office towards the elevator outside.
She pressed the button to go another level higher, where the prisoners were kept. Unlike the rest of the building, this floor was a gray floor with gray walls and twelve doors going down a single hallway, six on each side. She walked down the hallway, her high heels clicking loudly down the passage. She stood in front of the door, number 13475, indicating the number of the prisoner inside. She called over a security guard to unlock the door.
“Your papers, ma’am?” The guard asked, standing behind her, looking over her shoulder. She knew he wasn’t looking at the open folder since no one had ever tried to break into a prisoner’s hold and she knew the guard was very lazy and irresponsible. She was used to the treatment of his looking down her shirt. She had to give him credit though, he was doing a lot better job than the weekend security guard did at being subtle.
The guard after looking long down her shirt, opened the door and closed it behind her.
Inside, the floors were concrete with a toilet, a shower, a table with an accompanying chair and a prisoner in a light blue jumpsuit handcuffed on the ground. As she entered, the prisoner kept his head down. He sat against the only empty wall in the room, to the right of her as she entered. The table and chair were on her right and the shower and toilet were across the room for her.
She turned to her right and stood over the captured spy.
“Alek, I presume?” She asked sternly. She watched his eyes flicker but he did not look up at her. “Do you speak English?”
No response. She was getting impatient, she always got the difficult ones. But she was an expert for a reason and she new how to get people, especially men, to talk.
There was a knock on the door and then it opened slowly. A young girl, maybe 4 or 5 years younger than Maria walked through. She wore thick glasses and her dark brown hair was in a bun.
“Hi.” She said softly. “I’m Jennifer, um, Rowley.” She finished nervously.
Maria turned to greet her. “I’m Maria Giovanni and if you don’t mind my bluntness, who are you, this is supposed to be a closed-interrogation.”
“I’m the stenographer.” She responded a little worried.
“I don’t need a stenographer.”
“Well, um, it’s standard procedure. At least this is what I was told to do.”
“I see.” Maria responded. She didn’t like the idea of another person with her but she figured a prisoner of such high priority probably needed a good record.
That was another thing she hated, records. She wanted to do things the way she wanted without anyone knowing. What did the top brass care if they got the information they needed?
Jennifer took her typewriter from the hands of the guard outside and set it on the table across from the prisoner. She pulled her skirt out under her and sat down, adjusting the machine to fit the paper.
Despite her conservative look, Maria noticed that she could be very attractive if she just knew what to do with herself. She wore very little makeup, and the makeup she wore didn’t go with her at all. Furthermore, she had very nice legs but the skirt was way too long for her and her leggings weren’t really the right color for her light skin tone. Also, she noticed her breasts were very large and also high and firm on her chest, something robbed by the tight confining bra she wore and the white business shirt buttoned and trapping her best feature beneath.
“Whenever you’re ready.” Jennifer said quietly, looking down on her typewriter.
Maria smirked, of course it’s when I’m ready, she said to herself but she knew the young girl meant no harm by what she said.
“Well, Jennifer, the first part is going to be a little boring for you. I need to do some preliminary checks first so if you wanna come back in an hour or so, I’m sure you won’t miss much.” She said, completely bullshitting the girl.
“It’s ok, I’ll wait.” She said with a smile. She really didn’t take a hint, did she?
Fine, Maria said to herself, if she was gonna stay around Maria might as well have some fun with her, and herself, of course.
“I need to do some medical checks.” Maria announced and walked over to the prisoner. She knelt down next to the spy and started unzipping his jumpsuit.
A “medical check” was complete malarkey. The people who detained the spy before her had already gone through everything medically possible with him and had detailed it very well in her packet of information, But of course, Jennifer didn’t know that.
The undressing of the spy got his attention for the first time. The way the suit was put together meant that the handcuffs could stay on while the suit was taken off. Maria stripped him completely naked, making sure to go slowly around his crotch.’
Afterwards she pretended to check all around him, behind his ears and in his eyes everything she had seen doctors do. One thing she knew doctors didn’t do was push their breasts against a patient’s head while examining them.
She watched as his cock grew a little stiff, growing in size slightly. She examined further and further down his body, keeping her large breasts pushed against his face or shoulder. As her hands reached his thighs she gave a small smile as she watched him grow considerably hard and finally when she felt the time was right, she put her hand under his balls, cupping them softly in her hand.
That did it. His cock grew to life rapidly becoming very stiff and stuck straight up. She rolled his testicles in her hand a little, trying her best to seem completely innocent. Of course if anyone could see under Maria’s skirt they would know right away what she was thinking.
After a rather rough squeeze, her hand moved upwards and gently ran over the spy’s shaft as it throbbed upwards trying its best to get more contact from Maria’s soft hand. She repeated this a few times and then wrapped her hand all the way around his shaft, one slender finger after another. The hand moved up and down slowly, making sure to squeeze slowly. Maria bit her lip, feeling the rigidity of his cock. He was very hard indeed and she pressed her chest into his face even more so, feeling his cock respond accordingly.
After giving him a great deal of stimulation, she took her hand away and stood up, wiping the precum on her hand off on a handkerchief.
She gave a quick look over to Jennifer and watched as Jennifer’s gaze went from transfixed to a red-faced stare downwards to the typewriter. Maria smiled.
Maria parted her legs a little and looked over the folder.
“Aleksander, huh?” She asked, looking down at the slave. He was red faced and obviously uncomfortable being naked in front of two women and his hardon sticking up and throbbing wasn’t helping to relax him at all.
As Maria and Jennifer talked, Alek squirmed uncomfortably. He had been captured over two weeks ago and although the last thing on his mind was sex, he realized he hadn’t had an orgasm in, well, he knew it was longer than two weeks ago.
Damn she was beautiful, he thought to himself. He had always considered himself a breast man, and this American’s tits were probably the best he’d seen. He even got to feel them on his face rubbing up and down and massaging his skin to the rhythm of her breathing.
Maria walked back to Alek.
“Tell me, Alek, it says here that the Soviets are moving missiles all over the world. You wouldn’t mind telling me where they’d want to move those, would you?” She asked in her best pouty-girl voice. She knew he wasn’t going to answer but she loved making his face turn red. Not to mention she knew that he knew of the missiles whereabouts and that that was good information to have.
She heard the pitter-patter of the metal keys slamming down on the stenographer’s paper. That was going to get very annoying.
“Not going to tell me huh?” She asked, standing closer to him, looking him over.
“Ma’am?” A soft voice asked behind her, making her scowl. This was why she liked to be alone, no interruptions.
“Yes Jennifer?” She responded impatiently.
“Um, if you’d like, I can speak Russian.” She said timidly, not trying to offend Maria.
“That’s ok, it says here he can speak English.” She said, holding up the folder.
“Are you sure?”
Maria didn’t like her beating around the bush like this. She really didn’t even want her in the room in the first place.
“Yes I’m sure.”
“Well, it’s just, I was told that the prisoner didn’t know English and that I could help.”
“Who told you that?” Maria asked, trying to get to the point.
“Mr. Johansen, from intelligence.” She responded innocently.
Maria didn’t know of any Johansens but she doubted that Jennifer would be making anything up like that. And if Jennifer was right, since the information in the folders wasn’t always correct, she could come in handy, despite her reluctance to Jennifer’s presence.
“So, you speak Russian?” Maria asked.
“Yeah, Russian, German, French, Italian, Sp-”
“Ask him where the missiles are.”
Jennifer looked sad for a second, as she failed to impress Maria but she instantly went back to her cheerful smile and spoke Russian to Alek loud enough so that he could hear.
“What did he say?” Maria asked after Alek responded.
“He says you’re wasting your time and that there are no missiles.” Jennifer said. While she talked, Maria noticed that Jennifer’s eyes were transfixed on the spy’s cock, swaying back and forth as it gradually softened.
Maria thought to herself how she could make things a little more interesting.
In the same cool tone she instructed before she said to Jennifer. “Ask him how he feels about being naked in front of two, very beautiful ladies.”
Jennifer coughed out in surprise, took a deep breath in and with a red face she asked “Ma’am?”
“You heard me.” Responded Maria with a crooked eyebrow.
Maria wasn’t sure if Jennifer was really going to ask the prisoner the question, for all she knew, Jennifer might just make it up.
All her doubts went away as she watched the prisoners voice turn a deep red and his cock stiffen just a little. Maria bit her lip and smiled, this was going to be a lot of fun.
Chapter 2
Jennifer spoke red-faced in Russian to the equally embarrassed prisoner. She asked him verbatim what Maria told her to ask. “How does it feel to be naked in front of us?” Was how she phrased it.
The spy’s face flushed and he looked like he choked on a very dry thought. Maria smiled, delighting in the embarrassment of both her subject and her stenographer.
“Ask him again.” Maria ordered to Jennifer, trying to hold back her smile.
Jennifer repeated the question but still without an answer. Maria gave a low, menacing laugh and crouched down to Alek so that he could hear her amusement.
Maria’s hand slowly brought itself down to his knee and caressed the skin sending shivers down his spine. Alek’s cock was getting stiff again and he shuffled himself to prevent his arousal. He couldn’t help it. His mind went to hockey, the men’s locker room…anything but he couldn’t avoid staring into the depths of Maria’s vast cleavage so close to his face. Not to mention her warm hand running up and down his thigh dangerously close to his throbbing manhood.
He cursed himself for his next mistake. He moaned softly and gave the air a slow thrust, begging to be touched more.
Maria smiled, felt his thigh a few more times and took his balls in her hand, rolling them around smoothly. She had him now.
“He likes it.” Maria said with a giggle and a quick look back to Jennifer who turned her face back down to her typewriter quickly.
Maria looked back at Alek’s face. His eyes were half-shut and he looked very relaxed, much different than he had been for the past hour or so. She stroked him again. Her hand moved up and down much faster now as she felt his cock fill with steel. As she rubbed, she made sure to squeeze nice and hard to stmulate him, she even felt a little warmth invade her panties as she continued and she wondered how her actions were affecting Jennifer.
Alek moaned out loudly as he felt Maria’s warm hand sooth his horny cock. It felt so good to be stroked by her he could barely contain himself. He opened his eyes slightly to get a view down her plunging neckline. There was so much cleavage his eyes were popping out of his sockets to get a better look. He prayed to put his hands on those big, firm breasts and maul them around.
Jennifer held her voice back as she felt her hands wandering down between her thighs. The events in front of her were making her very aroused. Alek was humping Maria’s hand and moaning loudly as he gave into his lust. Maria had a large smile on her face as she watched her subject’s body pump and reel to the rhythm of her strokes.
Jennifer felt her right hand squeeze her firm breast softly focusing on her nipple. It felt so good to watch such a powerful display of sex before her that she just had to give in to her own desires. Her left hand crept down under her black skirt and rubbed her wet panties softly.
She watched as Maria slowed her strokes, waited for Alek to scream, and then Maria took her hand quickly away and watched as his cock throbbed painfully as Alek humped the air begging for more contact.
Maria chuckled to herself and put her hand on his balls to massage them. They were already filling up quite nicely. She watched as Alek humped the air and begged her with his eyes to finish him off. He looked so desperate and horny that he would do anything to get relief. She was dying to know when he had emptied his balls last, as he seemed uncontrollable.
She waited a little bit, making sure to bend over as much as she could. His big, puppy-dog eyes shifted from her own eyes down to her cleavage. She watched as a drop of precum formed on his purple head and flowed down his thick shaft.
She placed her hand back on his cock, being careful not to set the steel rod off too quickly. She made sure to give him slow strokes, only on his shaft, to prevent explosion. She reveled in his squirms and thrusts, loving his desperation.
Much to Jennifer’s pleasure, Maria ran her finger along Alek’s stiff cock making him wriggle on the ground. Her finger slowly dragged itself upwards causing both Alek’s body and his aching cock to twitch and beg for more contact. Precum bubbled at the top and dripped down towards his swollen balls as he humped the air for relief.
He moaned out much more loudly than before, delighting both of the girls. Maria took her hand away slowly and placed her wet palm on his thigh, rubbing the skin. Jennifer couldn’t believe how crazy Maria was driving him. Alek was very frustrated by now after almost a half hour of stimulation. His face was constantly contorted and cringed as he whimpered for relief.
Running her hands over his thigh, Maria enjoyed what she was doing to the poor boy. He squirmed around and whimpered as her hands crept closer and closer to his cock. The close-but-not-quite stimulation was making him insane and he didn’t know how much more of this he could take.
He knew that he should have looked away, but he couldn’t help but stare longingly down Maria’s shirt wishing he could feel those incredible breasts. Almost on cue with his thoughts, he watched as her body spread his legs apart and then filled the space with her own wonderfully tanned legs and filled his vision with her wonderfully large breasts. The view was incredible as she bent over. He could see past her top and to her lacy black bra cupping each breast and pushing them out to meet his gaze.
Maria loved what her breasts did to men and she always used them to her advantage. She imagined Alek unscrewing his eyeballs and placing them gingerly in her cleavage for her to roll around. She took the bottom of her blouse and tugged it down to make it more form fitting. Her breasts looked like they were going to burst out of her blouse at any moment and the few remaining buttons threatened to snap free.
Maria could only give Alek a few strokes before she had to stop. In between strokes she took her hands and cupped her breasts through her cotton blouse and squeezed them together in front of his eyes and watched as drool leaked out of his mouth.
He humped the air wildly. Maria had him just where she wanted him. She rolled his thick balls in her hand and gave them a gentle, but firm squeeze to assert her control. He was more than ready to cum and give in to pleasure.
Now was her favorite part. She gripped his thick cock and stroked it slowly, oh so slowly. Her hand kept up with his humping to limit his stimulation but stroked him enough to drive him wild. In all practicality, she was keeping him on the edge, the very ball-bursting edge that only a few men could hold out for.
She watched his eyes glaze over on her breasts as she stroked, he was just making it worse on himself, staring at her like that. She began stroking and counting the minutes.
A minute went by, then another and another and with each passing minute Alek screamed louder and whimpered more. He struggled and squirmed and begged her with his eyes. His balls stretched out his sack like a balloon and filled it with warm semen begging to burst free.
She watched as he began to snap just as every boy did under her hand. That point where all rationality and sense went right out the window. She could feel his self control liquefy in her hands so that she could shape it.
“Ahhhh, ahhhhh let me cum! Oh god you have to let me cum!” He screamed. Maria stopped immediately. Even Jennifer stopped, despite how close she was to getting herself off.
“What was that?” Maria asked. Alek looked around breathing heavily.
Maria took a swat at his balls, nothing too damaging, just enough to let him know she meant business.
“I…I…” He mumbled.
“Since when can you speak English!?” She demanded taking another, much harder swat at his balls.
The prisoner curled up into the fetal position, desperately trying to get his hands free to remedy his painful balls. Maria turned back to Jennifer.
“I thought you said he couldn’t speak English.” She said with a challenging tone.
“Well, Mr. Johansen-”
“Whatever, it doesn’t matter, and you haven’t typed any of this, have you?”
Jennifer blushed. She knew she should have been typing but how was she supposed to put cockteasing into professional words. Plus, she was way too busy exploring her own panties to do her job anyway.
“It doesn’t matter, I don’t want you typing this anyway, it’s so damn annoying.” Maria said rolling her eyes. She turned back to Alek.
“And you, making us go through all that hassle like that.” She scolded with narrowed eyes.
Alek was usually not hindered by verbal abuse, much less by a woman. He couldn’t explain it but when this incredibly hot brunette started jacking him off he lost all control. When she slapped his balls, well, his mind pretty much turned to mush.
“I’m just trying to do my job!” He begged, holding his knees against his chest.
“Aww, you poor thing.” Maria cooed with a wry smile. “Did I hurt your poor little balls?” She asked in a sweet tone.
“Don’t do this to me, I’m just a professional doing a job.” He begged again.
Maria smiled and started laughing. She took his legs, weakened by the pain, and spread them to reveal a still-hard cock, although slightly softened, and two swollen, red balls dangling for her.
“So am I.” She laughed, giving an open palm slap on his balls. Instead of following through as she usually did she gripped his nuts and squeezed them gently.
“Now, Alek, are you gonna be a good boy, for me, from now on?” She asked demandingly.
Alek had his thighs squeezing against Maria’s arm. “Yes yes yes, please don’t do this to me.”
Maria giggled. “Boys are so much fun.” She squeezed a little harder.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Jennifer moaned
Maria let her grip go a little and both Alek and Maria looked over towards Jennifer. Her hand was down her panties and she was letting herself divulge into a very powerful orgasm. It lasted for about a minute before she opened her eyes again and looked at the two very curious onlookers.
Her face, red from her pleasure just turned even more red.
“Sorry…” She mumbled, quickly taking her moist finger from her panties and she put her head down.
“What was that?” Maria asked rhetorically. “You just had an orgasm didn’t you?”
“I’m sorry, miss, I didn’t mean to, it’s just…you…and he…” She was almost on the verge of tears. And rightly so, with Maria’s cold look staring her down she knew she could easily lose her job.
Maria left Alek for a moment and ambled towards Jennifer. Despite his pain, Alek watched as Maria’s skirt rode up her long legs and got a great view of her ass. He watched as Maria whispered in a low voice to Jennifer. He was dying to know what they were talking about. After a short while, Jennifer got out of her seat and followed Maria back to Alek.
Alek’s face went pale.
Both ladies crouched down in front of Alek. “Spread your legs.” Maria ordered. Alek squeezed them tighter. “Spread your goddamn legs!” She yelled. Alek’s face turned more white and he spread his legs.
“Good boy, Jennifer go ahead.”
“No please, please don’t hurt me!” Alek begged and pleaded.
He shut his eyes in terror as Jennier’s hand approached, but instead of the severe ballbusting he feared, he felt her soft hand gingerly touch his cock, stroking its semi-hardness up and down. Alek kept his eyes closed and moaned in pleasure. It really did feel good.
“Have you ever touched a boy’s cock before?” Maria asked with a smile.
“Uh, yeah.” Jennifer replied. She got this treatment all the time from men and women alike. She looked like an innocent little girl but she had had her fair share of men in her day. It wasn’t like she was some kind of slut, however. She knew she was attractive but she really didn’t like all of the attention, it was more of a nuisance than anything. She wore loose fitting tops to conceal her large breasts, long skirts and kept her hair back. Regardless, guys knew she was gorgeous underneath; there was only so much you can hide on a beautiful woman.
Most of the men she had been with were forced on her. Guys she thought were perfectly nice, mostly men coming back from the war in high school, quickly turned into ravenous wolves. Admittedly, they were way too old for her but they always seemed so sweet. She lost count of how many times a simple makeout session ended with the guy grabbing her boobs painfully while her head was forced on his cock.
Even her job now had been awarded to her for sex. That awful John Reynolds seemed so nice just like every other guy until he took her back to his place and offered her the job. Well offered wasn’t the right word. His words were more to the tune of “Sleep with me and I’ll give you a great job.” What he meant after that was “…So I can bang you whenever I want.”
Regardless, she did have her occasional good boyfriend and though she seemed innocent, she always surprised those cute sheltered boys when she dove into there pants and got them off with her hand.
She rubbed Alek like she always did and he was loving it. She bit her lip as she watched him wriggle in pleasure as he became fully erect and throbbing in her hand.
Maria reached over and started unbuttoning Jennifer’s blouse.
“Hey! Stop it, what are you doing?” Jennifer objected, covering her breast with her hands.
“Oh comeon, lighten up.” Maria responded with a giggle.
Jennifer blushed a little and unbuttoned her blouse as much as Maria had hers. The result was a direct line down to her white bra for Alek to drool over.
And drool over he did as he plundered her neckline eagerly. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Two very hot women bent over so he could see their cleavage. Precum leaked out of his cock as he couldn’t decide whose breasts to look at.
Jennifer was a little embarrassed. She was used to keeping her breasts locked up until that “special guy” was with her. Now she was using them to tease this poor prisoner, something she couldn’t have imagined herself doing in one hundred years.
She knew what her body did to men but this was like nothing she had experienced before. This man was thrashing around and begging out loud for relief. She actually felt bad for him, he must not have cum in days.
She took her hand back to his desperate cock and brought it back to the edge quickly. She had given plenty of handjobs before in her life and knew exactly when a guy was about to cum.
Maria looked nervous but recognized Jennifer’s skill. She bit her lip to keep quiet concerned that Jennifer might slip and let him shoot.
“You’re pretty good at that.” Maria complimented. Jennifer could hardly believe that Maria was capable of being nice; maybe this cock-teasing thing was a good way to bond with one and other.
Alek, on the other hand, was not sharing in Jennifer’s enthusiasm.
“I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together.” Maria said and looked over at Jennifer with a smile.
Jennifer nodded. “Yeah, I think we will.”
Chapter 3
Maria walked through the smoothly decorated halls of the CIA again, anxious to get her morning cup of coffee. As she strode into the break room she caught sight of Gregory by the coffee machine. She smiled and made sure to click her high heels extra loudly as she approached closer to him. She made a devious smile and stood next to him, pushing her breasts against his outstretched arm.
“Oh! Hello Maria, I didn’t hear you come in.” He muttered through a confused mouth.
Maria almost felt bad for what she did to her poor boss everyday. She knew he was married but it was so much fun to tease him everyday with her breasts. She had seen his wife at parties before and her breasts were almost equal in size to hers, meaning he was definitely a breast man. The difference was she was blonde, a little taller and didn’t really have a brain of her own.
She would tease him with her big breasts everyday, bend over, keeping her top unbuttoned around him and making sure to push them against him whenever she could. She loved watching his expensive pants tent as he shifted his weight, desperate to get his embarrassing erection down as fast as he could.
Today was no different as she watched with an open mouthed smile at his bulging erection. She wondered how long he had gone since his last orgasm.
“Hey Mr. Fitzgerald.” She said casually “how’s everything going?”
“Just fine, just fine.” He said, trying not to choke too much on his words or stare down at her open, white business shirt. Gregory took the full coffee pot, just finished brewing and poured the dark liquid into his cup. His right arm was still pressed into her breasts. He was married, for god’s sake. He thought to himself. But Maria put herself there and it would be embarrassing to move his arm away, drawing attention to the situation. Of course, he said again to himself, I don’t want to make things uncomfortable and decided to keep his arm where it was.
Maria reached out with her cup and placed it in front of the machine. “Fill me up too?” She requested with a smile, pushing his arm down on the table with her breasts.
“Sure.” He said as calmly as possible. He took the coffee pot and poured it, despite his shaky hands, into Maria’s cup, filling it to the top. Maria smiled with another idea.
She took the cup up to her mouth and just as Gregory warned her of the hot beverage, she took a small sip and snapped the cup away from her, acting as if she burned herself. The jolted cup spilled a small amount on her chest and dripped down between her breasts, just as she had planned.
The coffee definitely stung her skin but it was worth it to watch her boss’ reaction. His eyes immediately shot down her blouse and watched with an open mouth as the warm liquid oozed down her cleavage.
“Wow, that’s hot.” She remarked, letting her boss gaze down her cleavage for awhile. She was patting herself on the back for choosing her white bra that revealed a lot of cleavage this morning.
She leaned over even more to grab a towel off the counter and took her time getting off enough paper. She pushed her breasts out to point at his face and dabbed at her cleavage with the paper towel. They jiggled and bounced like sultry gelatin and Gregory had lost all hope of keeping himself calm.
Maria unbuttoned two more of her buttons, leaving five all together open. She pulled the fabric of her shirt to either side and continued wiping her breasts. She glanced down to see the huge bulge in Gregory’s pants as his cock struggled to get free.
“There, did I get it all?” She said, taking her hands to her sides displaying her breasts.
Gregory Fitzgerald could hardly contain himself. He couldn’t remember the last time his heart beat this fast and his eyes were glued to this magnificent sight in front of him.
“Mr. Fitzgerald?”
He wanted to feel them so bad in his hands. He wanted to shove his cock in between them and shoot between her tits, covering them in cum. He wanted to rip her bra off and lift up her skirt and screw her and use her just like in his dreams.
“Greg?”
“Oh, yeah, that looks like everything.” He muttered incoherently, his mind still wandering.
“Good, I hate when I do that.” She said with a bashful smile. With her shirt still open, she took her cup of coffee again and brought it to her lips, blowing on it first before she took a sip. Gregory’s eyes were still transfixed on her exposed bra, rising up and down as she swallowed her drink.
“What?” She asked innocently, gave him a few more moments of excitement and then looked down at her blouse. “Oh my, I really need this coffee don’t I?” She said in jest, buttoning the bottom button, leaving more open than she came in with.
Gregory still couldn’t take his eyes off of her chest and Maria noticed the distinct precum wet spot on the top of his tented crotch. She even felt herself get a little wet in her panties as she imagined his cock exposed and throbbing for her.
She shook her head. She was getting way ahead of herself in all of this. This man was decades older than her, giving him boners and sneak peeks was one thing, but picturing him naked and fantasizing about him was completely different.
She gave her breasts one last grab to adjust everything and smiled at her boss, leaving the room.
Gregory gave a big sigh, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He tried to get the images of Maria’s enormous breasts out of his mind to calm himself down but he just couldn’t. He wanted to touch her in the worst way and he knew he would never be able to and that fact wasn’t helping his aching balls.
He took a sip of his coffee and waddled his way back to his office, “Back in my day…” He said, trailing off.
After an hour of paperwork, Maria decided she would give herself a little break and try to squeeze more information from her newly acquired subject. She meandered through the CIA building until she approached the guard outside of the cell door.
“Hi Tom.” She said rolling her eyes.
“Well look who we have here, Miss Giovanni herself, and looking just as good as ever.”
“Tom, just open the door” she said crossing her arms over her breasts to protect them from his leering eyes.
“You know they’re requiring full body searches now…” He said with a sly grin on his face, advancing on Maria.
“Tom, I don’t have time for this, hey what are you doing!” Tom stood in front of her with his hands on her arms, trying to peel them away from her breasts. Maria hated to admit it but he was a lot stronger than she was and easily revealed her still mostly unbuttoned shirt.
“Tom stop.” She yelled to the empty hallway. Tom opened his eyes at her unbuttoned top and groped her big breasts in his hands
As soon as she felt his testosterone-loaded hands grip her breasts she immediately took a step close to him and rammed her knee into his nuts. In his weakened state she grabbed his arms and let him drop to his knees. “Like my breasts do you?” She asked with a smirk and let her foot collide with his now squishy nuts, sending his eyes spinning and his hands to his groin as he collapsed on the ground in pain.
She bent over and snatched the keys from his belt and let herself into the door.
She unlocked the door and stepped through.
“Oh, Jennifer.” She said in surprise at the brown-haired girl sitting by Alek.
Jennifer blushed and stood quickly, clearing her throat. “Hi Ms. Giovanni.” She said quietly.
Maria noticed Alek had a very desperate erection. Not to mention the fact that he was naked form the waist down.
“Getting an early start?” Maria jested, smiling at Jennifer’s embarrassment.
Jennifer tugged on her skirt riding upwards on her thighs and buttoned up two buttons on her shirt. “I was just asking him some questions.” She said trailing off.
Maria loved that shade of red on Jennifer’s face. He walked over in between Alek and Jennifer and looked down at Alek’s exposed cock. It was semi-hard and his balls were just as swollen as ever.
Jennifer started to go back to her chair.
“No, Jenn, you can stay here.” She said with an inviting smile.
Jennifer walked back over and crouched down with Maria to Alek’s level. The look of two very sexy women was driving his cock to the brink of explosion. It rose and stiffened quickly as he gazed down Maria’s mostly unbuttoned shirt and looked up Jennifer’s well-tanned legs.
Jennifer giggled as she watched happily at his rising cock, throbbing and dotted on top with precum. She took her hand out boldly and stroked his balls, making them turn dark and swollen at her touch. Alek squirmed at his handcuffed hands and begged with his eyes for release.
“They look like they’re going to explode.” Maria commented on the size of Alek’s balls. In all truth, she was surprised at Jennifer’s actions, much more forward than she was used to. Taking the opportunity being presented, Maria took Alek’s cock in her hand and stroked its shaft slowly, loving the precum dripping out the top.
Alek humped her hand furiously begging out in Russian for relief. His eyes watered and he cringed as he felt those dreaded blueballs set into his scrotum.
The hands of both of the sexy interrogators were driving Alek mad once again. His face contorted as if recently been sucking on a lemon. After continuous stroking and stimulation, Alek was brought to the edge making him moan out incoherently for release.
Maria’s hand dropped the shaft like a hot poker and purred as she watched his pelvis push into the air desperately. She mused on how hot she was feeling, watching him being so desperate for her.
Similarly, Jennifer was feeling her own panties become wet watching how desperate the prisoner had become for an orgasm. What made the situation the best however was that she got to grip his poor, swollen balls in her hand, feeling his testicles rise in his sack and harden in her hand. She bit her lip and gave in to her desires, squeezing the aching blueballs in her hand.
Alek moaned out in pain feeling his already painful balls being compressed. Humping the air made them tug down in his sack causing him to scream out painfully.
Maria’s watched happily as Jennifer was giving in to her lust and crushing his big balls with her small, soft hand. Jennifer herself was surprised at her own actions. She had cupped a few boy’s balls in her hands before but she had never really squeezed them before, at least never like this. Was it bad that she liked the feel of his swollen manhood being flattened in her palm?
Her soaking panties egged her on, making her squeeze harder and tug on them forcing Alek to scream out painfully.
She gave his nuts a quick slap and giggled subconsciously thinking of all of the teenage boys who forced themselves on her when she was younger. Watching Alek tighten his body in incredible pain made Jennifer shudder in pleasure. How she wanted to go back to her earlier years and give those over-sexed boys a nice big slap to their weakest point.
Maria crouched, wide-eyes at Jennifer’s second slap. Jennifer drew her hand back and let it fly open-palmed onto his balls, sending Alek into an uncontrollable state of insanity.
“Jennifer!” Maria said in surprise. “I never knew you had it in you.”
Jennifer shook her head. “Oh, um…” She was nervous. “I don’t know what got into me.” She responded, running her hand through her brown hair.
“Neither do I, but I love it, look how much pain he’s in.” Maria marveled.
“Oh…” Jennifer said unsure of herself, finally realizing what she had done to her poor victim.
Alek was on his side with his hands cuffed behind his back. His teary eyes were shut and his knees were brought tight against his chest.
Jennifer bit her lip and finally she gave out a little chuckle. “Silly boys.” She said with a smile directed towards Maria.
Maria smiled back, this girl was really rubbing off on her.
“So, Alek.” Maria began. “Ready to tell us where the missiles are now?” She said in her best cocksure voice. Alek groaned out.
This time it was Maria who gripped Alex’s balls and squeezed the life out of them. Alek screamed out and rolled on the floor again, this time begging for mercy.
“Aww, poor guy wants me to stop.” She said, his balls still in her vice. “Tell me where they are!” She screamed crushing his balls even more.
“Ahhhh, I can’t!” He screamed.
“Fine.” Maria said releasing his balls. She spread his weakened legs away from his cock and said between the partition.
Alek cringed and shut his streaking eyes as her hand approached his groin. Instead of causing him pain, she placed her hand on his cock, rubbing it up and down methodically. Despite the incredible pain Alek felt, Maria’s soft and gentle hand made his cock stiffen and rise to attention.
“Good boy.” Maria said with a smile, feeling his stiffening cock in her hand. She rubbed it even more and giggled as it struggled to get fully erect.
“Something wrong?” Maria giggled at his terrible ball pain preventing him from getting much harder. She stroked harder, making his shaft feel very pleasurable. She leaned forward and pushed her breasts forward into his face.
Alek’s cock turned to steel.
“Oh my!” Maria exclaimed. You like them don’t you?” She questioned. “I bet you love how firm they feel, huh?”
Alek forgot about the pain for a second as he felt two squishy pieces of heaven push against his face. His wilted cock felt an instant rush of blood and the feeling of her hand felt very magnified.
Alek moaned out in pleasure and nuzzled his face into her plentiful bosom.
Maria unbuttoned her shirt except for the last button and spread the shirt open more, revealing much more cleavage encased in her firm bra. Alex finally opened his eyes and beheld the glorious sight in front of him. His cock twitched and would have erupted if Maria had not let go at the right moment. Alek could feel his balls tighten and ache as he felt no release result.
Maria took her hands to her chest and pushed her large breasts into Alek’s face, letting him nestle his face into her cleavage.
Alek humped his cock into the air between Maria’s squatting legs and let out whimpers. Precum oozed out of his cock as he desperately begged for release. Maria cooed to him and stimulated his testicles painfully, feeling her own panties get moist from his pain.
“Comeon, Alek, tell me.” She cooed, letting her hand drift to his shaft every once and awhile to keep him on the edge.
Alek moaned out in pleasure and humped the air continuously.
“Comeon Alek.”
“I…I can’t.” Alek begged. “Please I need it so much.”
“I know Alek.” Maria purred, rubbing his aching balls. “These must hurt so much, let me stroke your cock and have you explode all over us right here.”
“Please, ahhh, please I need it. I…ahhhhh, I can’t take this anymore!”
“Just tell me Alek.” She got him on the edge and kept him there.
“I can’t! Oh! Ahhh! I can’t take this! It hurts, my balls are going to explode!”
Maria felt her pussy twinge. “Just tell me and I’ll let all that pressure go!”
“Ahhh! Ahhhh!” Alek screamed.
Maria knew he wasn’t going to crack so easily, he still was able to talk.
Jennifer felt bad for Alek. Maria let him hump the air uncontrollably for the next five minutes. He stayed on the edge the entire time too, his face pressed into her expansive chest. She watched as his balls slowly filled with excess cum and his cock get even more red and twitchy as it covered itself in its own precum.
Eventually Maria took her body away from his and just sat there, watching him in pain. Alek writhed and humped the air for another minute.
“Poor thing.” Maria said to Jennifer. “Maybe he’ll wise up by tomorrow.”
“Maybe.” Jennifer said. “Where are you going?”
“Oh I’ve got some other work to do.” Maria responded.
Jennifer smiled. “I’ve got some work to do too.” She said with a menacing smile as she watched Maria slip out the door. Jennifer smiled and turned her eyes towards Alek.
Chapter 4
Maria tried her best to stuff her briefcase into the crowded elevator. She held the leather case against her skirt firmly, being pushed on all sides. She had to smile just a bit. These men saw her everyday in her business outfit, and as sexy as it was, it barely held a candle to what she had in her briefcase. If only these men knew, she mused to herself.
The good thing about the large briefcase was that the man in front of her couldn’t press himself against her breasts, as he normally did. Not to say it was a specific man but the horny workers in the CIA all seemed to collaborate to sexually harass Maria as much as possible.
She strode out onto her floor and entered her office.
“Hey Maria.” John said, staring at her breasts as usual. “How’s my favorite girl?” He asked with a warm smile.
“I’m just fine, John.” She said, trying her best not to make eye contact.
“You know, I think I need your help in my office later.” He countered suggestively.
She smiled “Oh, I’m sure you can handle it, John, you’re a big boy.” She said with a smirk. She could hear the secretary giggle too.
“Well Maria...” John continued smartly, ignoring the secretary until their boss, Gregory walked in.
“All right you two.” Gregory began, standing straight. “It’s been two weeks and we haven’t gotten anywhere with the new prisoners.” He announced.
“Mr. Fitzgerald…” Maria protested.
“Uhp bup bup. Maria I don’t want to hear it. Trust me, I know these things take time but my bosses are getting impatient with me. My hands are tied.” He said shrugging his shoulders.
Maria fought the urge to argue with him. “Sure thing, boss.” She said as sarcastically as possible.
“And John, wipe that smile off of your face. The Hendricks report is way overdue. You’ve had a long time to work on it.”
“Boss...”
“I don’t want to hear it, John. Get it done.” With that Gregory adjusted his tie and walked out of the room. He was never one for lengthy go-get’em speeches.
Maria and John exchanged a heated glance before they took their separate ways.
Maria and Jennifer clicked their heels down the long corridor to the prisoner’s room. The guard, half asleep, fumbled with his keys at the sight of the two women and unlocked the door for them.
“What’s in the briefcase?” Jennifer asked curiously.
Maria flashed a bright smile. “Oh don’t worry, Jen, you’ll find out.” She said, placing the briefcase down on the ground.
Alek awoke to the sound and began trembling. It had been two full weeks of their torment and he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. The worst of it was, he was left naked the entire time and he hated when the food girl came in and laughed at him and his almost constant erection. The medical men who checked up on him made a habit to try their best to divert their attention from his nagging boner and the top brass always skipped his room on inspection.
“How are my swollen balls doing?” Maria inquired with a smile, standing over him. He knew he shouldn’t have looked but he did anyway. Despite her generally modest attire, Maria was bent over, letting Alek see down her shirt. She had a very lacy, black bra that showed off her breasts and made Alek’s cock drip precum.
“Awww, it looks so sad like that.” Maria said with laughing sympathy. “All that precum makes it look like it’s crying.” She scrunched her face with pity.
Jennifer undid her tight business blouse just enough to show off her cleavage, amply displayed by her firm, white bra.
“I’ve got a special treat for you Alek.” Maria cooed. “Would you like to see it?”
Alek shook his head and shut his eyes. He brought his legs closer to his body.
“Poor thing.” She muttered, grasping his throbbing cock in her hand. She stroked him a few times and cupped his balls. She reveled in his pain and how full she had caused his sack to be. His balls were a dark blue and their size made them look like they were going to explode, much to Maria’s delight.
“Jennifer, could you help me over here?” Maria requested, ushering the typist to her side. “I need you to cover his eyes while I change.” Maria grabbed her suitcase and opened it up. Jennifer crouched to Alek’s level and sat between his legs. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned forward, granting him a view of her plentiful cleavage. She unbuttoned another buttoned and nuzzled Alek’s face between her breasts and held him there.
Alek was going crazy. Jennifer’s large breasts pressed against his face were making his cock throb and beg for attention. Not only that but he could hear Maria taking off her clothes right in front of him. He had never seen either woman naked before and he was dying to see what Maria looked like.
“Wow, Maria...where did you get that?” Jennifer said in awe, turning her head to look Maria’s body over. “You look like a pin-up girl.”
Maria blushed a little bit and twirled around. She wore a black, almost lingerie-looking outfit. She only had a bikini bottom on, some garter straps and a bra-top, pushing her breasts together and forming quite the crevice of cleavage.
“Seriously.” Jennifer insisted. “You look so hot.”
“Thanks, I had to special order this, it was a real pain in the neck. Oh right, yeah you can take your tits away from him now.”
Jennifer stood up making sure to brush her cleavage as much as possible on Alek’s face. Alek’s jaw dropped to the ground. Maria stood with her hands on her hips strutting towards him. His cock leaked about a gallon of precum.
“I think he likes it.” Maria giggled, taking a model’s pose, twisting her hips and bending over for him. Alek humped the air and begged for release.
Maria stood over him. “Now, Alek, why don’t you tell me where those missiles are, hm?” She said in a commanding voice.
“Please let me cum, ahhhh my balls, they hurt so much.”
“They’re gonna hurt a lot more if you don’t tell me, now where are they!” She stomped her foot down right in front of Alek’s balls resting on the cold concrete ground. His scrotum’s skin just barely brushed against the leather boot.
“Please, no no no.” Alek muttered, tears forming under his eyes.
“Alek...” Maria began, placing the front end of her boot on top of his balls, pressing down lightly. Alek was paralyzed in fear. Maria smiled.
“Tell me.” She ordered.
He begged, his tears covering his cheeks. “I can’t, please I’m just doing my job.”
She shrugged. “So am I.” She pressed her foot into his balls causing a glass-shattering scream. She felt his balls compressed under her foot. It wasn’t the first time she had ever done it, not even the second or third but she still found almost limitless enjoyment from the pain she was causing to his weakest point.
She relieved some of the pressure. “Now?”
He shook his head, biting down on his teeth. She pressed in again, crushing his balls with more force than the first time. She let him beg and plead for her to take her boot off. In all honesty, she was enjoying the torment but knew she had a job to do.
“Alek, how does it feel to have your balls crushed by me? I’ve teased you so long, your balls probably doubled in size. Look at my breasts Alek, look at them.” She ordered, lifting his chin. “Aren’t they beautiful? Don’t you long for them?” She let her boot off of his balls. “I know you want them, Alek, I’ve seen it in your eyes.”
He cried in Russian, begging for all of this to end.
“You’re not an agent, your just a little boy with big, swollen balls that need to be taken care of, aren’t you?” She knelt down and took his cock in her hand. “That’s right, Aleksander, gaze into my cleavage, think about how wonderful they would feel around your cock. Think about thrusting between my firm breasts, shooting your load all over them. Your balls would feel so good after that.”
She was stroking faster now, watching his face melt in pleasure. He started humping her hand and moaning out loudly, begging for release.
“Tell me Alek, let it go, let all that cum from your balls go.”
He let out a loud scream and humped the empty air as her hand left his throbbing cock. He began weeping, desperate for an orgasm. The time he had spent in this cell, hard and horny for both of the women felt like ages and he saw no sign of escape.
“Ready to talk?” Maria questioned. He shook his head.
She leaned forward and pressed her expansive breasts against his face, squeezing them around his cheeks. She felt his unshaven face nuzzle between her bosom.
“That’s it, Alek. You’re just a little boy who needs his balls emptied. That’s ok, my big breasts are here for you, suck on them, lick them, feel them, let your body sink into them.” She massaged her massive breasts around his face, rubbing them all over, nearly suffocating him. Alek was in a state of bliss. Although his balls felt like they had turned to fire he still let himself go, unable to take himself away from her magnificently firm breasts.
She had her hands on his balls, massaging them. Part of her wished he hadn’t said anything. She really liked teasing the poor guy. His balls felt so full and swollen in her hand and she fought the urge to squeeze them. After all, she did have a job to do.
Alek pleaded for release and told her information faster than Jennifer could run over to the dusty typewriter to get it down. After he was done Maria comforted his balls with her hand.
“See, was that so hard?” She taunted him, keeping him on the edge. “That’s all we needed to know.”
She smiled as his eyes widened. “Now I know what you’re ready for.” She stroked him faster. His eyes locked on her gorgeous outfit, watching her cleavage bounce slightly as she spoke. Her hand on his cock felt so good as he bucked and let his body relax.
“There you go, just sit back and enjoy it. It’s going to feel so good!”
She got him so close and finally she let go, letting precum shoot out of his cock. Alek screamed and cursed her in Russian.
“Aww, poor thing. Sorry buddy but I’ve got no reason to let you cum now that I’ve got the information. So you sit tight,” She said tugging on his balls “And I’m sure you’ll get to cum in a month or two.”
She leaned over and kissed the top of his purple, angry head and stood up, walking towards the door. “Comeon, Jennifer, let’s go.”
Maria took her clothes and redressed herself, putting her sexy outfit back in the briefcase, carrying it with her.
Jennifer held her words until they left the room, the door closing on Alek’s screams.
“Maria, why did you do that!” Jennifer exclaimed, trying her best to lower her voice in the echoing hallway.
“What’s gotten into you, you really thought I was going to let him cum?” Maria said in surprise.
“Yes! He was crying and begging for an orgasm. I mean, I like teasing just like you but I think he deserved it.”
“Jennifer, he’s a spy against the United States
“He still doesn’t deserve that kind of torture, Maria, did you see the pain in his face?”
Maria pressed the button for the elevator, waited for the doors to open, turned to face Jennifer, smiled and said “Yes, I did.”
Jennifer couldn’t get over what Maria had put Alek through as she watched the steel elevator doors close. She took a few breaths and walked back to Alek’s cell, had the guard open the door and walk back in. Alek was still trembling; he was trying to get himself off by rubbing his cock on his stomach. She doubted this was his first attempt at the frustrating process.
She crossed her arms and looked at his pity face through her thick glasses. Her high heels click-clacked on the floor as she approached him. He looked at her with begging eyes.
“Please…help me.” He begged, his angry cock bobbing in the air. Jennifer didn’t doubt herself, she was very turned on by the pathetic sight in front of her. A small smile crept across her lips as she bent down, taking his rigid cock in her hands. She knew he was about to explode.
“I’m sorry for what Maria did to you.” Jennifer said, stroking him slowly.
He was staring right at her breasts, her shirt still not re-buttoned. She was loving the way he was obsessed with her right now. His gaze was lost in her cleavage and he was all her’s.
“Oh, thank you, bless you, please!” Alex mumbled incoherently, letting his back relax against the cold concrete ground. Jennifer stroked him faster, milking precum from him. He was so close; she knew he was only a few more rubs away.
“Oh, yes, YES!” He screamed out.
She let go. “I can’t do this.” She said shaking her head. There was no doubt Maria would be back to re-inspect Alek and her job was already riding on a thread, she told herself.
Alek’s balls clenched and it felt like they had burst. He screamed so loudly it was too high pitched to hear as he humped the air furiously.
“I’m sorry, I really am. I can’t do this!” Jennifer blurted, running out of the room, putting a surprised look on the guards face as he relocked the door.
Alek sat in agony.
Jennifer tried her best not to be noticed on her way back to her office. Unfortunately for her, luck was not on her side.
“Jennifer!” John said jovially, the last person she wanted to see.
“Hi John.” She said, not turning to face him. They were alone in a white hallway, she heard his carpeted footsteps close in on her. He put a slimy arm on her shoulder.
Her face cringed or a second. “How’s my favorite girl doing?” He asked with a smile. She could feel his breath on her neck.
“I’m ok, I was just about to go home.”
“This early?” He asked, she knew what he had in mind.
“Please John, I really do have things to do, I need to go to the dry cleaners and the…” She was cut off as he spun her around. His eyes locked on her breasts. She cursed herself for not wearing tight bras as she usually did. Ever since she was with Maria she wore sexier clothing and it was showing effects in John’s pants.
“Then we’d better make it quick huh?” He pressured, massaging her forearms.
She moaned out innocently as she was tugged along to the first open door John could find. He brought her inside a small copying room, locking the door behind them.
“Make yourself comfortable.” He said with a smile as he sat down, pointing to the ground between his lounged legs.
She stood with her arms folded across her large breasts.
“Comeon, Jennifer, you know the drill. Do I need to talk to your boss?” He said, a little more serious now.
Jennifer crept forward and slowly lowered herself to her knees, placing her hands on his thighs.
“That’s a good girl. Keep going.”
She reached for his zipper and button and undid both, tugging his pants down around his ankles. He was slightly stiff underneath his underpants. She tugged those down too and grimaced at his semi-hard cock throbbing for her.
She hesitated for only a second and then let her head lean forward, licking his shaft. He tasted like he hadn’t cleaned himself in days, which could have been the case. She shut her eyes and licked him up and down, feeling his shaft grow hard.
She felt his hands go around her head, playing with her hair, pressuring her to take him in further. When he became fully erect she took his head in, sucking on his knob. She was very good at what she did and she usually brought her A-game whenever she was with John to get it over with as soon as possible.
Unfortunately for her it meant John could hardly wait until their next session every time she gave it her best.
“Take your shirt off.” John said under his breath, moaning out from the pleasure. Jennifer knew it was coming sooner or later and she unbuttoned her blouse, opening it for him. She also knew he’d want her bra off and she took that off too, laying it on the floor.
“Oh, I love these.” He said, mashing her enormous breasts in his hands, mauling them around and watching as her flesh overflowed from between his fingers. “You have magnificent tits.” He said, more to himself than to her. She knelt there, feeling his hands all over her breasts, touching and tugging them everywhere.
“Keep going.” He said, tugging her forward. She put her head back on his cock and sucked on it, feeling his hands on her breasts.
John had gotten plenty of blowjobs from her and knew she could take in a lot more of him. Usually he liked when she stimulated him, letting him soak up as much pleasure as possible before he exploded. But enough was enough and she felt his hands go on her head, pushing it downwards. She felt his cock touch the back of her throat as she relaxed her muscles.
“That’s a good girl.”
She bobbed her head up and down on his crotch, massaging his shaft and head with both her lips and tongue. John moaned out loudly in pleasure, forcing her head faster, alternating between her hair and her breasts.
“Oh god yes! You’re amazing!” She was going faster now and could feel his balls contracting. He was about to cum soon.
She could feel his hands directing her head onto his cock, thrusting himself in and out of her mouth. Finally, he took himself out.
“Give me a big smile, Jenn.” He said happily, waving his cock around.
“John, please not on my face.”
“Comeon, hun, take it like a good girl, show me those teeth.” He demanded. She smiled a little and she heard him stroking himself. She reached to take off her glasses when she felt the first hot load hit her face. Then another and another. Her right eye was covered in his seed along with her cheek and lips. He stroked the last few drops of cum out of his cock, dripping them on her face. She waited with a cringe until he was done, exasperated.
“Oh Jennifer, that was amazing. Damn you give good head.” She licked off the last few drops hanging from the tip.
Jennifer relaxed on her knees as she heard him zip his pants up, she was happy it was over. She was slightly blind at the moment as most of the frames on her face were covered in his white cum.
“Good girl.” He said, patting her head, leaving the room.
Chapter 5
Maria poured herself a cup of coffee. The smell touched her nose and made her lips curl to a smile. She licked her lips and sipped at the steaming coffee, still too hot for her tastes.
“Maria.” It was her boss, just walking in. Maria set her mug down on the counter and turned to face him.
“Hey Mr. Fitzgerald.” She responded in a bubbly voice. She smiled extra wide when she spotted him staring at her chest and smiled even wider when she saw the unmistakable bulge pushing out at her. She noticed the size of his tent and realized that he hadn’t just gotten his erection, he must have been hard since before he saw her.
It was casual Friday, Gregory’s favorite day. Fridays meant Maria came to the office in something sexy. Right now he was staring down her burgundy top with a neckline that dove down her chest showing off all of her cleavage. She wore a skirt and that seemed to be cropped a little higher than normal. He wished every day was a casual Friday.
“Uh Maria…” Gregory started “I just wanna say good job on the interrogation.” He said with a nod, trying his best to peel his eyes away from her neckline.
“Oh thanks Mr. Fitzgerald.” She said with honest pride. She was biting her lip a little; the idea of them having a normal conversation while he stared at her breasts was accelerating her sex drive.
“Is there anything else?” She asked tilting her head, folding her arms under her breasts, propping them up for him.
“Sir?” She asked again, trying to snap him back to reality.
“Oh, um, uh…yes, Maria, there are still a few things we need to discuss about Aleksander, would you mind coming to my office later to discuss them?”
She could see sweat drops forming on his forehead. “Of course, Anything for you.” She said with a wink.
Gregory left, waddling due to his erection. I’m a married man for god’s sake, he muttered to himself, trying to lower his impossible erection. What am I thinking?
Alek wept as he heard the door open. He couldn’t handle anymore of this. A nurse walked through the door giggling as her butt was pat by the guard. She ambled over to Alek and stood over him. He groaned out.
“Wow, just as desperate as she said.” She muttered, staring at his engorged cock and balls. Maria, after Alek had confessed, had volunteered most of the female staff to come and tease Alek for their enjoyment.
That meant that women were coming in almost hourly, even late at night to explore their fantasies. The nurse’s lives involved being treated as walking asses to the men around them at work and walking cleaners, food preparers and sex slaves in their bedrooms at home. The opportunity to play with a man’s cock who didn’t need (or more accurately require) satisfaction was just what the doctor ordered for many of the women.
The nurse bent down and wrapped her rubbery-gloved hand around his shaft, careful as to not set him off. She moaned out, feeling how hard and desperate he was for relief. She felt his balls, massaging them in her palm, rubbing their girth.
Alek cried out more, humping the air, begging for relief. It fell on deaf ears.
“Ooohhh.” The nurse moaned out while she bit her lip. Precum oozed out of Alek’s cock like a faucet, a sight she was astonished by. She had to let her hand go off of his cock, sensing his imminent explosion. She squealed in pleasure.
“Oh my god, that was so fast…” She said trailing off, watching his dark red cock bob and twitch around in the air. She put her rubbery finger on it to keep it still, trying to keep herself from giggling. Alek cried out in pain as she ran her smooth finger up and down his aching shaft, precum covering its purple head.
She let her finger up and down for a few minutes, letting his whimpers and painful cries amuse her. She noticed his swollen blueballs, tight in his sack and swollen in pain. She just had to touch them, just a little bit at first to feel how full they were. Then she let her palm grasp his precious manhood and squeeze only slightly, just to see his reaction. Alek cried and begged her to stop as she squeezed more, enjoying his loud screams of pain. She tugged downwards and squeezed, precum spilling out like a juiced orange. She smiled in pleasure again.
She let go for a second, and slapped his balls. Alek reeled in pain, screaming so loudly she thought her ears would burst. He clamped his body and rolled over in the half-fetal position, his wrists straining at the cuffs.
“Oh, jeez I’m so sorry!” She knelt over him. She reached down and stroked his still-exposed cock. “I’m sorry.” She said again, whispering. She stroked him to the edge. “Here, I’ll make it up to you, ok?” She stroked faster and just as he was about to cum she let go, seeing his legs separate. She slapped his balls again, laughing out loud.
“You really thought I was going to do it weren’t you?” She said between her high-pitched laughter. “Maybe this time.” She said, jerking him off and slapping him on the edge, squeezing his balls.
He was in too much pain to make noise and she finally had had enough, still laughing to herself. She stood up and walked out of the room with a big smile on her face.
Maria and Jennifer sat at opposite ends of Maria’s office, forced to work together on Alek’s file. Of course, not much work got done when they were both ignoring each other.
Maria didn’t like Jennifer’s attitude, after all, it was her case and she couldn’t understand why, after inviting Jennifer into the world of tormenting boys that she would go against her and want to give Alek pleasure. She couldn’t even comprehend why a girl would want to give any boy pleasure at all!
Jennifer on the other hand was completely thrown by Maria’s insensitive behavior. Sure, it wasn’t much a surprise to her that she would be cold to Alek, but he did confess, shouldn’t that have granted him release?
The phone rang. Both women exchanged glances and Maria picked the phone out of its cradle.
“Hello? Oh…hey John, what do you want?” She rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. “I’m working on a case right now with Jennifer.” Maria looked at Jennifer for awhile. “Uh, I suppose.” She took the phone away from her ear and handed it over to Jennifer. “It’s for you.”
Jennifer took it with a confused look and answered the phone. She listened in silence and then hung up.
“I need to go.”
“What do you mean, what did John tell you?” Maria questioned.
“What do you care?” She responded angrily, opening the door to leave.
“You’re sleeping with him aren’t you?” Maria pushed, locking her eyes on Jennifer’s.
Jennifer stood at the door and turned around and sighed.
“Jennifer…” Maria began. “Come sit down and talk with me.”
John Reynolds stood cross-armed at his car, leaning against the black finish. Finally, he heard the familiar sound of high heels clicking against the pavement.
“Took you long enough.” He said impatiently.
“Sorry John.” Jennifer said, approaching him. “I had to get past the security.”
John immediately looked down Jennifer’s shirt as the dim light from the parking garage hit her body. Her protruding breasts caught the light as an astonishing angle and John could already feel his erection grow.
“Damn, that’s hot.” He complimented, looking her over. “Why so sexy all the sudden?” John had a right to question as Jennifer rarely wore such promiscuous attire. Her dress shirt was unbuttoned quite a bit and she wasn’t wearing such an encasing bra as earlier. Her skirt was one borrowed from Maria and it was much shorter than she normally cropped it. Her hair was flowing across her shoulders angelically, complementing all of her features.
“Because it’s just you and me.” She responded in her best sultry voice. It worked like a charm. The dim light made his tent in his pants even more obvious as he ushered her into his car. John got into the driver’s seat and immediately began kissing Jennifer.
Jennifer winced at the feeling and felt his hands go all over her firm breasts, mauling them and squeezing them. “Man, I love your tits.” He muttered in her ear, handling them roughly.
Jennifer moaned out more in pain than pleasure as his hands squeezed on her breasts. She felt his thighs and crotch, rubbing his sensitive cock through his pants. John moaned out and unzipped his pants for her.
She took his growing hardon and stroked it in her small hands, feeling how hot and hard he was. She knew John wouldn’t settle for just a handjob and she lowered her face down to his groin, licking his swollen shaft.
“Ohhhh, that’s good Jenn.” He moaned, caressing her hair.
She bobbed her head quickly on his cock, stroking his aching shaft with her lips.
“Damn you give good head.” He moaned, pushing her lip down further.
She gagged a little as she felt his cock cram into her throat and she struggled to take him all in. She felt his balls against her lips as she sucked on him and listened to him groan out in pleasure.
She cupped his balls and felt them tighten. She rolled them in her hand as she moved her head up and down the whole length of his shaft. She tugged down on his balls slightly and let her mouth off of his cock. John exhaled sharply.
“Aww, Jenn, don’t stop I’m so close.” He moaned trying to push her head down.
“Wait, John.” She muttered, holding his desperate cock in her soft hand, stroking it lightly to keep him on the edge. “How about we continue this in a more private place?” She asked, licking the top of his cock.
“Ohhh Jennifer, please, I need it right now.”
“Well, if we go back to your place, maybe we can take this a step further?”
John froze and she felt his cock throb in her hands, ready to explode at her words.
“Let’s…go…” John muttered trying to control himself and is elation. He started the car and tried to pull up his pants.
“No John, leave it exposed, I want something to play with on the ride there.”
Maria strolled in casually to Gregory Fitzgerald’s office. Her burgundy top jiggled sweetly at her every step. Her neckline showed off so much cleavage, Gregory felt like his heart and his balls were going to explode.
“Oh, Hello Maria.” He said out loud, his wandering eyes all over her body. Back in my day, women never would be wearing such clothing, he thought to himself, his eyes plummeting down her top.
Maria smiled to herself as she watched his eyes all over her body. She loved the attention to her large breasts and was pleased with her wardrobe choice this morning.
“Hey Greg.” She said informally. “Working overtime again?” She asked standing on the other side of his desk.
“Yeah…” He said, focusing on the conversation. “I need to get this stuff done before I can go home tonight.” He responded.
“That’s too bad.” She said with a sympathetic tone. “How long do you think it’ll take?”
“I don’t know, maybe an hour or so.”
“Want some help?”
“What?”
“Do you want any help with it; I’ve got nothing to do tonight.” She offered pleasantly.
“Well, I mean. No, well, I’m sure you’ve got some strapping young man to escort you about town.” He muttered, too nervous to think in coherent sentences.
Maria giggled, making Gregory’s cock grow. He loved to hear her giggle and loved seeing her breasts bounce when she did.
“No, Greg, don’t worry about me, really, I’m sure you could use the help, the ‘Misses’ will probably be wondering where you are.” She responded.
“Oh no, uh, she’s out of town…” He countered quickly. Truth was, Gregory and his wife were having trouble in the relationship, meaning he dreaded going home every night and it mean he was getting nothing in the bed for many weeks now.
Maria took her hands and placed them gently on his desk, bending over as far as she could. Her breasts wobbled nicely as they lowered and Gregory felt his balls clench. “Well, I’d love to give you what you need tonight.” She purred, letting him gaze down her vast cleavage.
A few dry-mouthed moments later, he responded. “Uh, sure, I just need to get these papers filed.”
She smiled sweetly and grabbed the first pile. “Where?” She asked curiously.
“Just down in these drawers.” He said, pointing to the drawers underneath his desk. He regretted it immediately. Maria bounced over and leaned down to open the drawers right in front of him. Her almost-naked breasts were close enough to touch and he felt his blood coursing to his groin. She spent an eternity sorting through the paperwork, each paper she placed in made his cock throb and go crazy for her. Several days without pleasuring himself from the rough times at home meant he had to use all of his self-control to keep him from pouncing on her right then and there.
Maria, from her perspective wasn’t stupid enough to not know what she was doing to him. She glanced up every once and awhile to see his throbbing cock through his pants. She felt a little bit of wetness in her panties. She felt a chill go down her spine. What was she doing? He was more than ten years older than she was and she was getting turned on by the thought of his growing cock.
“Ok, all done.” She said happily, standing quickly and making her breasts quiver in front of his eyes.
“Good, thanks for your help Maria.” He said, his eyes trapped on her chest.
“No problem.” She stretched her arms upward and yawned. “Oooh, I’m getting tired, long week you know?” He nodded.
She couldn’t help herself, her lust had completely taken over her body. She was about to do something she never thought she would do at work, shamelessly flirt with him.
“I’m just glad for these casual Fridays, I hate wearing those itchy outfits everyday.” She rubbed her arms and pushed her breasts around with her wrists.
“Yeah…” He responded incoherently.
“I’d much rather wear these comfortable clothes, I don’t see why we all have to dress formally every day, it’s not like anyone sees us.” She ran her hands on her soft shirt and made sure to fondle and squeeze her own breasts.
Gregory groaned out and Maria giggled gently.
“Why didn’t you dress casually?” She asked. She stepped towards him and setting her hands on the armrests of his office chair.
“Uh, you know, I can’t be seen in pants and shirts at the office.” His lips said without any help from his mind.
“Oh, I don’t think anyone would mind. Plus…” She said in a suggestive voice. She reached down and rubbed the stiff material of his inner thigh. “These must be very uncomfortable every day.” Gregory groaned out again. “Especially since they’re so…tight.” Her gaze wandered over the tent in his pants and finally it met his.
“Maria…”
“Shhhhh.” She said placing her finger to her soft lips. She reached down and placed her hand on top of his erection, feeling its warmth through his pants. She purred.
Gregory stiffened his body and raised his waist in her direction.
“Maria we shouldn’t.” Gregory moaned, feeling her hand run over his throbbing tent.
“Shhh, I know you want it. I know you want these.” She cupped her breasts and squeezed them in front of his face. “I know you want me.”
“Maria…” His voice giving into his lust and he reached out with his hands holding her big, firm breasts in them.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh.” He groaned, his major desire sated, feeling her full, firm breasts he had longed for since he could remember. He rubbed and petted and squeezed and felt her magnificent breasts in his hands, his cock ready to explode out of his pants.
She unzipped him and unbuttoned, taking his aching cock out for her to touch. She stroked him, ever so slightly, making him hump her hand and whisper her name in pleasure.
She cupped his balls as he approached the edge, bobbling them in her hands. She felt his warm precum begin to cover her hands as she stimulated him. She reached to the bottom of her shirt and slipped it off her head. His hands were quick to return to her bra, mashing her breasts together and drooling over her cleavage.
She lowered her skirt and sat on top of him, her covered pussy only inches away from his cock. Her silky black bra pushed against Gregory’s open-mouthed face, he felt his nose and cheeks being pushed against her cleavage. He humped Maria but his cock couldn’t make contact with her almost-naked body. She pushed her breasts into her face, feeling his whiskers against her skin.
Gregory reached around her and unclasped her bra, letting it melt down into his hands. He fingered the material as one would with such soft fabric just placed against incredible breasts. Precum flowed out of his cock as he felt her naked breasts in her hands, suckling on her nipples. Maria moaned out in pleasure as her stiff nipples were sucked and she felt his cock hit her stomach.
She reached down and took the bra from his hands. She wrapped it slowly around his cock and jerked him even slower. Gregory was about to explode. The feeling was so intense he gave a muffled scream between her breasts in pleasure as she rubbed him with her bra.
She took it away as he was about to explode and let it sit against his balls and thighs. She fingered herself for a little while and soon, Gregory joined in, both of their hands touching Maria off to a fantastic orgasm. She purred and moaned loudly as she got closer and closer. The sucking of her nipples, his cock beating against her stomach and their hands playing with her clit got her off quickly. She squirmed and her whole body throbbed on top of his in pleasure.
As the waves died down she let her body relax against his, her gentle hand toying with his aching cock.
“Maria…” He begged, still sucking and kissing her breasts.
“Mmmmmm.” She got down off of him and knelt beneath the chair, taking his pants and underwear with her. She watched with a smile as his cock throbbed, its purple head begging for release.
She leaned in and held her breasts firmly. She placed her wet nipples against his stomach and squeezed her massive breasts against each other, enveloping his aching cock.
“Oh, oh ohhhh Maria!” He screamed out as he felt his sensitive cock against her breasts. She rubbed them softly on his aching shaft, up and down slowly.
“Ohhhh.” He moaned out as she continued. She slowed down as he approached the edge and waited and began again. “Maria I need it! Maria!” He pleaded. She smiled and stopped and began again, massaging his aching cock.
“Ready for the most intense pleasure of your life?” She said licking her lips.
“…Maria.”
She went faster and didn’t stop. Her breasts squeezed firmly and trusted faster, bringing him to orgasm. His cum shot out above their heads, landing about the room. More of his load hit his stomach and her shoulders as she went faster and faster. His cock emptied itself on her big breasts as she coaxed the rest of his cum out with her hands.
Gregory groaned out, exhausted and satisfied. He ran his hands through his wet hair and let out an exasperated moan. Maria smiled and licked the cum off of his cock.
Jennifer was nearly thrown onto the bed as John took his way with her. He ripped her clothes off and nearly broke her bra as he snapped it off of her large breasts.
“John, slow down, please.” John breathed heavily and felt her breasts slowly. He stripped her panties off and his own clothes followed.
“John…please.” His cock throbbed a few inches form her pussy, a drop of precum on its head.
“What?” He asked impatiently.
“Why don’t we try something interesting?”
“What could be more interesting that this?” He asked, following through by thrusting his cock against her pussy.
“How about something kinky?” She said quickly, trying to get him to slow down.
“What do you mean kinky.” It worked, or at least it had slowed him down. He was on all fours above her, his cock at the very gates of her pussy walls.
“Well, get off of me and I’ll show you.” She said with a wink.
Chapter 6
“Put these on.” Jennifer said with a wry smile, holding a pair of dangling, metallic handcuffs.
John was open-mouthed. “Whoa, where did you get those?” He said in surprise.
“I was a cop for twenty years.” She said sarcastically. “I got them at a joke shop silly.” She remarked, letting the metal chains clink together as she swayed them back and forth.
John narrowed his eyes. “I am not putting those on.” He insisted.
“Oh comeon, it’ll be fun.” Jennifer said.
“I never knew you were so kinky.” John said with a crooked eyebrow. He also couldn’t explain her sudden willingness to have sex with him.
Jennifer got close to him and took his shirt off, unbuttoning it slowly. She had her business shirt over her breasts to protect some of her dignity but her bra was still laying casually on the bed, draped over its side.
His naked body repulsed her a little but she ran her fingernails over his chest anyway, moaning as she did so. It had the desired effect, John’s cock was stiffening and she knew she would have him by the balls soon.
“Ok, Jennifer, we can try it, but just for a little while ok?” He said nervously.
She smiled back him, trying conceal her elation. “Sure, just for a little while.”
In only a few minutes she had him against the bed’s backboard with his hands cuffed behind him. He was staring at the way her shirt swayed, covering and uncovering her large breasts every time she moved.
“There.” Jennifer said. “Not so bad is it?”
John gave an uneasy smile. “Yeah they’re actually not too uncomfortable, now uh, let’s get to the good stuff already.”
Jennifer smiled and nodded and reached down to his tented pants. She unbuttoned and unzipped him, tugging down his pleated pants around his ankles, leaving him in just briefs. She giggled at the sight of his cock pressing against the white fabric.
John moaned loudly as he felt her hand descend onto his throbbing cock and massage it slowly through the fabric. She cupped his balls and massaged them, biting her lip.
“Ohhhh, Jennifer. Comeon, quit being a tease.”
Jennifer tugged his underwear down over his balls and stroked his shaft.
“Yeah, that’s it, man that feels good.” She jerked him faster, rubbing his cock from his balls to the red tip. She tugged and kneaded his balls with her other hand, stimulating him to the edge. She took him there with practiced efficiency, just as Maria had taught her and left his cock throbbing for release as she kept one hand on the shaft and the other toying with his balls.
“Ohhhhh, Jennifer, a little more.” She gave him a stroke “More!” He yelled, humping her hand. She kept her palm wrapped around it and jerked with his movement, giving him no stimulation.
“Why John, wouldn’t you rather cum in my pussy?”
Precum shot out of his cock.
She got on top of him and let his face go between her cleavage. She took the sides of her shirt and peeled them back, revealing her gorgeously large breasts. He suckled on her nipples and begged to be inside her. Jennifer pretended to be so swept by the nipple stimulation that she didn’t hear him and started to finger herself to orgasm. She moaned out and let her panties drop.
“Oh yes.” John moaned, looking down at her bare thighs and dripping pussy. “I want that.” He thrust his cock at her, bouncing into her thighs.
She lowered herself on top of him and let his throbbing cock slide into her tight pussy. She could feel that he was more than ready to cum but she held still and made him beg.
“Please Jennifer, ugh I need it so badly.” She kept her weight on him, pressing her breasts around his face. “I’d do anything for it.”
“Tie yourself to the bedposts?” She asked with a passionate voice. John was knocked into reality. “Wait what?” He begged.
Jennifer reached behind her and took rope into her hands and tied two pieces to the posts on either side of them. She pressed her firm breasts into his face as she slid the key into his handcuffs and undid them.
She let him play with her breasts for awhile before tying his arms up. He begged her not to, but the feeling of warmth and pleasure around his cock made his arms so easily manipulative.
She tied his feet to the bottom posts.
“Jennifer…” He said, his cock throbbing and wet.
“Shhh.” She placed a finger on his mouth to quiet him. “Just relax.”
She slid her hand down his chest like a snake and wrapped her fingers around his needy cock. She slowly gave him strokes, trying to fill his balls. John moaned out in pleasure and his whole body squirmed at her touch.
“Good boy. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”
“Jennifer?” He squeaked.
“Shhh, just relax.”
Maria clicked her heels on the floor of the large, marble-floored meeting room. She and Gregory were going to present their findings to the board and she was already nervous.
Gregory stood beside her and was feeling awkward enough from the events of the night before. He couldn’t get her out of his mind and he couldn’t stop staring at those big, beautiful breasts.
Maria was glad she had worn a conservative outfit. Not only did her cleavage and long legs make her look like a whore when she was trying to present vital information to the CIA, but Gregory’s eyes were wandering all over her and she felt like if she showed any more skin he might just leap on her during the meeting.
“Have a seat.” The board chairman commanded. He looked to be in his 60’s, large, dark glasses sat on his nose and his black and gray hair was greased back where it wasn’t balding.
Maria sat down quickly and listened as the preliminary topics were covered.
“Mr. Fitzgerald, would you and your assistant please begin.” He said in a loud voice, sitting back in his chair and folding his hands over his chest.
The two stood up and walked to the screen facing the long table. The room was all black and white with very dim lights. The slideshow began.
A map of the world appeared as Gregory announced his findings and the general situation the Soviets were in. Everyone there knew they had the bomb but didn’t know where it was and therefore, all eyes and ears were on him. Gregory announced that with Maria’s interrogation, they were able to find the location of these missiles.
The chairman was not impressed thus far.
“Cuba Caribbean . He pointed to the small island. Murmurs fluttered through the room as the members talked amongst themselves.
“That’s preposterous!” One of them yelled. “There’s no way the Soviets would send them that close!” Others yelled similar accusations, trying to falsify the information.
The chairman waited for silence “Tell me, Mr. Fitzgerald, what proof do you have of this?” He probed, still relaxed in his seat.
“Sir, the spies we have captured leaked this information to our interrogators.” He said nervously.
The chairman paused and Gregory could feel beads of sweat drip down his forehead.
“Unfortunately, Mr. Fitzgerald.” He started, drumming his chest with his thumbs. “There is no concrete evidence. Furthermore, I question your choice of using a female interrogator in a case of such importance.” He said glancing over at Maria, now red in the face. “Although the board has always valued your contribution to national security, I’m afraid that this time, your work has been insufficient and at best, faulty in its practice.”
Silence covered the room as everyone sat silent.
“My apologies, chairman.” Gregory said with a sullen look on his face.
“Additionally, Mr. Fitzgerald, we have already sent spies of our own to Cuba
“Next order of business.” The chairman announced, cutting Gregory off as another group stood to present.
The car ride back to the CIA headquarters was a silent one until Maria piped in. “This is ridiculous! Just because I’m a woman doesn’t mean I can’t do just as good a job as any other male interrogator.”
“Maria, I think you do a great job, but you know the chairman, he’s very traditional.”
“I don’t care! I know I had solid data.”
“Maria, I mean, these spies are trained not to give away any information. Even the best interrogators fail.” Gregory consoled.
Maria was seething and kept quiet the rest of the ride.
It had been about an hour since Jennifer had tied John down. The first thirty minutes had been very pleasurable for him. Jennifer was completely naked and giving him the best handjob he had ever received. Her soft hand knew all the right spots to touch him and all the right spots not to touch him. He couldn’t count the times he had been brought to the painful edge and let go, giving his balls a terrible ache in them.
The last thirty minutes had been hell once John had realized Jennifer wasn’t going to give him release. His balls hung low and felt very full and his cock was super-sensitive after her treatment. The worst part was that Jennifer didn’t seem like she was going to stop.
“Ahhhh, Jennifer, not again, it hurts so much.” John moaned.
“What hurts? Your poor balls?” She cupped them. “They look awfully full, I wonder if any of this teasing is making them hurt so much?” She said with a teasing giggle, bobbling his sack in her hand.
“They feel like they’re going to explode. Why are you doing this to me?” John begged.
Jennifer gave an open-mouthed smile. She loved the emphasis he put on his pain. “Oh John, you remember all the times we’d go in the back room and you’d have your way with me?”
“Jennifer please I already said I’m sorry, don’t do this to me.”
“No John, I’m going to make you suffer tonight. I’m going to make your balls so big, they’ll be confused with oranges, they’ll be in so much pain and I’m going to love every minute of it.”
John closed his eyes and tried not to cry. His balls hurt so much he couldn’t comprehend that much pain.
Maria stormed past the guard and into Alek’s room. A nurse was bent over, playing with Alek’s cock. The amount of precum on his stomach and her hand implied to Maria that she had been going at it for about a half hour.
“Oh, you want to join in too?” The nurse asked pleasantly.
“Get out.” Maria responded firmly.
Surprised, the nurse wiped her hands on the towels installed next to Alek by the nurses and walked out swiftly. Maria watched her leave and stepped carefully towards her pathetic subject.
Alek was filled with fear. He trembled and tried to curl up.
“Poor thing.” Maria said with false sincerity. She knelt down in front of him and cupped his balls. “Alek, do you remember when you told me the missiles were in Cuba
Alek whimpered.
“Well?” Maria insisted, keeping her hand firmly locked on his swollen testicles.
Alek nodded slowly.
“Good…good boy. I had an interesting talk with American intelligence today. Guess what they had to say?” Maria smiled and squeezed a little harder.
Alek was already in pain and all he could do was shake his head and shut his eyes.
“Well, I’ll tell you. They told me there was no way the missiles are in Cuba
Alek shook his head. “No….I didn’t.” He moaned out as he felt his balls get squeezed roughly.
She stroked him with her other hand, keeping his balls in her vice. “Yes, you did, now do you want to tell me where they are?” She asked pleasantly, tugging downwards on his painful sack and also stimulating him to the edge.
“Ahhhh, please, ahhhhh.”
“Comeon Alek.” She wrung his balls out like wet laundry and was jerking his cock violently.
“Please, they’re, ahhhhhh, ahhhhh! They’re in Cuba
Maria would have smiled if she wasn’t so angry with him now.
“Please, I don’t know!” He begged her. “My balls…”
She stopped her slapping and stood up. She took a high-heeled foot and placed the toe over Alek’s balls, letting its weight rest on them.
Maria looked at Alek and cocked her head questioningly. Alek whimpered.
She pressed down on her foot and heard Alek scream loudly in pain, then drew her foot back and sent her toe flying into his balls. Alek sounded like he had lost his voice and all control over his body. He writhed uncontrollably and passed out.
Maria tugged her shirt down and touched up her hair, puffed air and left the room.
John, on the other hand, was just getting started. His balls were now a dark blue and he didn’t even want to look at the clock. Jennifer couldn’t seem to be satisfied by his pain, she had been teasing him all night, taking him to the edge over and over.
John was sitting blankly as he felt himself approach the edge once more, and then be taken away by his aching balls being tugged downwards.
“How do these feel?” Jennifer asked cutely, feeling each nut between her thumb and index finger.
“Oh, ouch, Jennifer please, they’re so sensitive.” He moaned out, wincing in pain to her relatively gentle handling.
“Oh, so I bet this hurts a lot.” He squeezed each ball in succession roughly, making sure to cause him jolts of pain. John screamed out loudly and tears ran from his eyes. “Mmmm, I just love seeing you suffer like this, John, we should really do this more often.”
“Oh, please, what do I have to do, anything Jennifer, please just stop!” he begged her with pleading eyes.
“Awww, I’m I hurting poor John? Trust me, this is nothing like what you did to me, using me day after day. You have no idea what the look of your cock all stiff and needy like this does to me. Oh my.” She stroked him again, running her fingers up his thick veins and smearing the precum all over his shaft.
She went to her purse again and pulled out a light feather, pink in color. She gave a devious smile and sat next to John, biting her lip.
“Oh John, you’re just going to love this toy.” She took the pink feather and brushed it against his chin and ran it down his chest making him shiver. She circled it around his thighs and let it lightly go over his dark balls.
She let the silky plume dance over his cock, tickling the angry head and teasing his throbbing cock.
It immediately spurt out precum and John was having a fit. He was squirming more than ever and tears were as abundant as the clear liquid dripping from his cock.
She became very moist in her pussy as she watched him, nearly having a heart attack from the ever-so light stimulation. She let it glide up and down his cock and brush over his balls and soon the feather became wet with precum. She didn’t stop, she let the torment sink into him and ravish him.
“Apologize.” She demanded.
He coughed out in shock and pain and muffled an “I’m sorry Jennifer.”
“Louder.” She let the feather go quickly on his head.
“I’m sorry! Jennifer it hurts…my balls!”
“Gooooood boy.” She cooed, still letting the feather go slowly on his balls. “I hope these hurt a lot.” She took the feather away and gave him an open-handed, hardy slap and closed her grasp around his tight balls and squeezed. “I hope you think of this pain every time you think of how hot a girl looks. Every time you jerk off in bed thinking about a girl, I hope your balls tighten up and ache. Is that understood?”
“Ahhhhh! Yes!” He screamed as she gave him a confirming squeeze.
“Good boy.” She took herself away from him. “Now I want you to do one more thing for me. She took the phone off of the night stand and put it on his stomach awkwardly. She took her manicured fingers to the dial.
“Wh…what?”
“You know your girlfriend you’ve been cheating on with me?” His stomach sunk. “Call her, invite her over. Oh don’t give me that look, what’s her number.” John was stone-cold with fear. She took the phone stand and rested it on his sensitive balls. “What’s her number?”
He gave it to her. “Good boy, now tell her to come over, you’ve got something special for her.”
With tears in his eyes he called her and told her and when John hung up Jennifer said “Oh don’t worry, I’ll leave right when she gets here.”
Maria and Gregory spent an awkward morning together in the break room over coffee. They were already half way into their conversation when Maria changed the topic to the interrogation.
“I just don’t understand it, Greg, I mean, I know when a guy is lying to me, trust me. The missiles have to be in Cuba
“I know, I know, Maria.” He said. “But you heard the chairman said, what are we supposed to do?”
Maria sighed and rubbed her temples. “Maybe Aleksander just doesn’t know. Or maybe he was misled.”
“A possibility.” Gregory acknowledged.
It wasn’t until after hours that Gregory called the chairman’s secretary on the phone, waited a few minutes to get through and eventually greeted the esteemed individual.
“Mr. Fitzgerald, I assumed you’d be calling me. I think we have a lot to discuss.”
The chairman’s forwardness took Gregory back a little, he knew that he had lots to discuss, but he didn’t know what the chairman had in mind.
“It seems your interrogator…what was her name?”
“Miss Giovanni.” He informed.
“Right. It seems Miss Giovanni has stumbled on some very serious information. Gregory waited in silence for him to continue. “Frankly, Mr. Fitzgerald, you should have contacted me about this first.”
Gregory began to speak but was quickly interrupted “I’m afraid that Miss Giovanni was correct in her findings. Our spies reported to us earlier today that indeed, there are missiles located in Cuba
Gregory nearly dropped the phone in his hands. “Excuse me?”
“We’ve had suspicions in the past but indeed, we cannot afford to have a woman find out information so important to our nation’s security.”
“I see.” Gregory filled the silence with.
“Therefore, Mr. Fitzgerald, I can assume that I will be able to keep this information secret with you.”
“I understand completely, sir.” Gregory responded with notable hesitation. He could almost hear the smile on the chairman’s lips.
As Gregory Fitzgerald drove home that night and entered his house he felt a cold chill run over his body. His wife was already in bed when he arrived, still angry with him. He took off his suit and put on his night wear to slip into the bed. He knew he didn’t have to worry about waking her, as he knew she was still awake, just not acknowledging him.
The next day went on without any surprises. Gregory didn’t see much of Maria, or John for that matter. His secretary came in with a memo and Gregory looked it over. It was some scribbled writing about John being sick and in the hospital. He rolled his eyes, probably just hung over, he thought to himself.
He considered the chairman’s conversation with him the previous night. He definitely couldn’t tell Maria. No, that would be a very bad idea indeed.
Nevertheless, Maria strolled in around the time they shut down for the night, still as sexy as always. She sported her usual business shirt and skirt. He enjoyed the fact that her hair was down and she had let a few buttons loose on his behalf.
“Ready to go home for the night?” Gregory asked.
Maria displayed a sultry smile. “Not yet, big boy.” She said sweetly, sitting on top of his desk facing him, crossing her legs over one and other to tease him. Gregory licked his lips silently as Maria took her hands to her big, full breasts. “Miss these?”
“Ohhhh, yes.” Gregory said, leaning forward in his chair.
Maria purred and hopped off the desk letting her breasts bounce eagerly in her bra. Gregory immediately pushed his hands against her bra through her top and massaged the white lace to his satisfaction.
Maria marveled at the tent forming in Gregory’s pants and she bit her lip in pleasure. She moaned as she felt his hands rub her bra and finally reach around to unclasp it, letting it land on his thighs.
Gregory loved the look of his fingers pressing into her firm skin as he squeezed her massive breasts. “Ohhhhh, I missed these.” Gregory groaned.
“Mmmmm, I bet you did.” Maria smiled. She hitched up her skirt and sat herself on top of Gregory’s knees, letting her full breasts squish against his face. He sucked on her nipples and licked her skin.
As he enjoyed the taste of her breasts she undid his pants and stroked his cock. It didn’t take long to get him on the edge as she milked the precum out of him.
“Say Greg, I had an interesting talk with our secretary today.”
Gregory groaned at the taste of her breasts and suckled on her nipples.
“She told me you had a talk with the chairman.”
Gregory’s heart skipped a beat and his licking stopped for a minute. His eyes darted about the room and returned back to her cleavage. His erection had already started to wilt in Maria’s hand.
“Got anything to say about that?”
“Um, no Maria, what are you talking about?”
Maria peeled her naked breasts away from him and touched his face with her fingers. “Greg, hon.” She began with a soft voice. “Tell me what you said to the chairman.”
“Maria I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She smirked and took her hand off of his cheek and wrapped it around his ball sack. She squeezed firmly and tugged downwards.
“Ow, Maria, that hurts, quit it!”
“Tell me.” She squeezed roughly.
“Owww, ahhh. Maria please I, ahhhhh…I don’t know anything.”
She let her hand go and gave him two consecutive slaps.
“Fuck, Maria.” He begged, gasping for air. “This isn’t funny. Oh that hurts, Maria please.”
Maria repeated her tortured until Gregory couldn’t take it anymore and Maria was able to squeeze the answers out of him. Tears rolled down his cheeks and her boss confessed to her. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t tell you, you were right. Ahhhh, please let go of my balls.”
“Not until you tell me everything.”
“Ahhh, they didn’t want a woman finding out such valuable information so they dismissed your finding so that they could take the credit.” He said rapidly.
Maria took her hand off of his balls and took her anger out on them with her palm. “Is everything you said true?”
“Yes, please, leave them alone, I’m in so much pain.”
“Fine, we’ll talk tomorrow.”
The next day Maria came in with modest attire, not in the mood to be stared at. She hurried to her desk and waited for Gregory to get to his desk and when he did, she marched into his room.
“Oh…hello Maria.” He said startled, she could tell he was nervous.
“Make an appointment for me and the chairman.”
“What…Maria, there’s no way I could do that.”
“I didn’t ask for argument, make it happen.”
“Maria, he doesn’t take meetings with people he doesn’t know. I…I don’t know what else to do.” Gregory pleaded, unconsciously protecting his balls.
Maria thought for awhile, smiling a little at his hands cupping his groin. “Fine, I’ve got an even better idea.”
“Wh…what?” Gregory asked, holding his breath.
“What’s the chairman’s address?” Maria asked with a smile.
“I don’t know…”
Maria sighed and walked over to Gregory. She rolled up her sleeves and rubbed his arms, letting his arms go loose so she could peel them away form his crotch. She gripped his balls, still a little swollen.
“Uh, uh, uh I think I’ve got it on file here somewhere!” He squeaked, rummaging through his folders. It took him awhile but he finally found an old recorded conversation. He handed the folder to her.
“Good boy.” Maria acknowledged. She took the manila colored folder and strut outside the room.
Gregory covered his balls soothed them, and sighed “Back in my day…”
Maria took the folder with her to Alek’s cell and found two nurses playing with him. They never took a break with him did they?
“Oh hello Miss Giovanni.” One of them said while the other stroked a feather across his cock.
“Hi…leave.”
Both of the nurses pouted but neither put up any argument and they both left to wash off their hands.
Maria waited for the door to close and then stepped towards Alek, now with balls bigger than ever and still swollen from days past.
He quivered and his cock still leaked precum. She knelt down in front of him. “Alek, can you hear me?” Alek tried to go against his restraints to curl into a ball.
Maria giggled and she reached her hand out to his swollen cock. It trembled and twitched sending out loads of precum. “Oh my, you must have terrible blueballs.”
Alek let out a scream of pain at her touch, bringing him to the edge again. He begged her to stop.
Maria sighed and looked into his eyes. “Well, I’ve got good news and bad news for you. The bad news I that you’re stuck in here for quite awhile until this whole thing washes over. But that’s not my fault, blame ‘Mother Russia,’ it’s her fault you’re in this mess.” She said, playing with his balls.
“The good news. You were right. The missiles were in Cuba
Alek’s lips quivered and he had trouble speaking. “Mar….ria.” He let out.
“Oh right.” Maria said offhandedly. “I suppose I should get you off.” His cock twitched with more precum. Maria rolled her eyes. “Well, fine, I guess you deserve it.” She said reluctantly, taking her hand on his cock and stroking it.
It was the best stimulation Alek had received in weeks. A hand wrapped all the way around his cock, not a feather, not fingertips but a whole feminine hand. He groaned out in pleasure and let his body relax. She jerked him and let her other hand massage his balls. He moaned and his whole body quaked. The first pleasurable blast went over his head. The other followed just barely clearing his hair. The rest she milked out onto his face and chest. And finally she pumped out the remaining amounts on his stomach.
“There, I bet that felt good.” She wiped the cum off on his legs. “I’ve got other things to do. Oh, and if they nurses ask they’ll probably assume you had an accident. So try to convince them that I did it or they’re going to hurt your balls.” She waved to him and walked out of the room.
Alek was so exhausted he could barely hear her.
Maria picked up the manila folder and walked to her car. She went to bed that night with a smile on her face.
The next morning she wore her sultriest outfit that revealed her breasts to their full extent. She wore a short-cropped skirt and did her hair the fanciest. She followed the address and as she waited outside the doorway she readjusted her breasts in her cups.
“Today is going to be a good day.” She said to herself.
The End
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