“Thank you.” Anya tells you, her relief palpable. “You saved my life. I won’t forget that.”
“Think nothing of it.” You grin. She returns your smile, her earlier frostiness gone. “Well Mrs Somerset,” You say pulling the bed down from the wall, “I suppose as a married couple, we really should keep up appearances…”
Anya’s eyes widen in surprise before her expression softens and she allows you to take her into your arms. You press your lips to hers and a barely audible moan escapes her lips as you tenderly kiss her. Your tongue darts between her lips, flicking over her own as her body melts into yours. You reach up and pull the straps of her dress off her shoulders, the slinky garment sliding down her body to pool at her feet and leave her standing in just her red underwear, her full breasts almost spilling out of her bra.
“Red.” You comment with a wry grin. “Your KGB predecessors would approve…” Anya rolls her eyes, but her lips curl into a smile, her fingers quickly unbuttoning your shirt, her hands playing over your hairy chest.
“So, Mr Somerset,” She asks in a passable cut glass English accent, her hand sliding down past your waist and cupping the growing bulge in the front of your trousers, “How would an English married couple behave?”
Guide her to the bed and go down on her
Have her go down on you
“Your accent is a little off.” You reply, pulling off your shirt. “Perhaps your oral talents lie elsewhere?” You cock an eyebrow and Anya can’t help but smile before dropping to her knees before you. She quickly unfastens your belt and fly, hooks her fingers into your waistband and pulls down your trousers and underpants in one go. Your hard cock springs up in her face.
“Mr Hazard!” She gasps, your aliases and her accent forgotten. “I didn’t realise you had such a large weapon!” You grin cockily down at her as she gazes at your throbbing cock jutting proudly towards her, the skin of the flared tip taut and tinged with purple. She reaches out and grasps your shaft. You stifle a moan as she begins to slowly stroke you, her lips curling into a smile as a bead of pearly white pre-come is squeezed from the tip. She leans forward and her tongue darts out collecting the droplet. Her blue eyes flick mischievously up at you before she leans forward again and slowly slides her tongue all over the straining head of your cock, leaving it wet with her saliva. Her tongue snakes down the underside of your shaft, tracing the thick vein down to your aching balls. You reach down, running your fingers through her long honey-blonde hair as you feel the tip of her tongue play over the sensitive skin of your ball sack, another moan of pleasure escaping your lips. She mews contentedly as her lips and tongue continue to slither all over your scrotum, the vibrations making your balls tingle. She laps at your balls while her hand continues to pump your cock, her fist stroking you slowly and steadily. She tears her lips away from your aching balls, her blue eyes flicking lustfully up at you before she cranes her head forward and takes your cock into the warmth of her mouth. It’s your turn to gasp as you feel her tongue swirl around the bulbous head before her lips slide further down your shaft until half its length is buried inside her mouth.
“Damn, that feels good!” You moan as her head begins to rock back and forth, her lips gliding up and down your saliva slick length. She pulls back, pumping your shaft and smiling sexily up at you.
“You like that?” She purrs. “You like an obedient wife on her knees sucking your cock?”
“I do, though it’s not as much fun if her husband finds out.” You quip before letting out a groan as she takes you back into her mouth. Her hand continues to pump your cock while her free hand reaches between your legs and cradles your saliva soaked balls. Her pace, perhaps fuelled by her own excitement, increases and you can feel the beginnings of a climax building in your loins. You grimace, torn between the divine sensation of Anya’s talented mouth and a desire to enter the beautiful Russian agent.
Allow her to continue
Stop her and slide your cock inside her
“Much as I’m enjoying that,” You tell her, reluctantly pulling your saliva slick cock from her lips, “I think I’d rather find a more mutually pleasurable alternative.”
“Why, Mr Somerset,” Anya replies, returning to her English accent as you help her to her feet, “You’re such a considerate lover. No wonder I married you.” You chuckle as you reach behind her and effortlessly unclasp her bra. She quickly discards it and lies back on the bed reaching down, pulling her panties off and tossing them onto the floor. She parts her legs and grins shamelessly up at you as you drink in her naked form. Her long blonde hair lies in a halo around her beautiful face. Her chest rises and falls with her every breath while the darker pink of her hardened nipples and areolas contrasts with the soft creamy white skin of her large breasts. Her narrow waist curves out to her slender hips and her long, athletic legs. Your gaze is drawn to her bald pubic mound and her glistening folds just beneath.
“No wonder I married you!” You echo appreciatively.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” She purrs, reaching between her legs and running a forefinger the length of her slit. “Now, what do you want to do to me?”
Slide your cock inside her
Lie back on the bed and have her ride you
You join Anya on the bed and lie on your back, reaching for her and pulling her towards you, your lips meeting and your tongue seeking and finding hers. You kiss passionately for a moment before pulling away and gazing deeply into her eyes.
“I want you to ride me.” You tell her. She nods almost submissively before throwing a long, toned leg over your hips and sitting astride you. She reaches between her legs and you stifle a gasp as you feel her fingers grasp your hard, aching shaft. She guides it to her moist, puffy labia and slowly lowers herself down onto you. You let out a moan as you feel her warmth envelop the tip before she releases your cock from her grasp and impales herself on your length, letting out a deep sigh of delight as she slips down your shaft. Her eyes fix on yours and her lips curl into a smile before she begins to slowly ride you. You return her smile and grasp her hips as she grinds herself against you.
“Oh yes!” She moans as you thrust up into her. “Your cock feels so good inside me!” She begins to ride you with wild abandon, panting softly as her breathing quickens. You gaze up at the beautiful Russian agent, her blonde locks cascading down to the tops of her large, heaving breasts, her lips pouting slightly and her eyes fixed on yours. She leans forward, placing her hands on your chest to support her weight. You slide your hands up from her hips to cup her swaying breasts, caressing them for a moment and enjoying the weight and softness of her magnificent mounds. You crane your head forward and Anya smiles as she realises your intentions and leans further forward, guiding her right breast to your lips. You suck the engorged nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and flicking it over the hard bud. Anya moans with delight and quickens her pace, grinding herself against you with renewed vigour as you tease each nipple in turn.
“That feels so good!” She purrs, throwing back her head. “Don’t stop, I’m getting close!” You pull your lips from her nipple leaving Anya groaning with frustration.
“Sit up.” You tell her. She obeys, straightening and gazing down at you quizzically. “Now touch yourself.” A smile spreads across her face and she eagerly slides her right hand down her stomach and between her legs. As her fingertips find her clit, you watch enthralled as she begins to tease it while continuing to bounce up and down on your hard cock. Her left hand goes to her right breast and squeezes and caresses it, pinching her saliva coated nipple between thumb and forefinger.
“Fuck me James, fuck me!” She rasps, her breathing becoming ragged and uneven.
“God, you’re beautiful.” You groan, the sight of this gorgeous Russian woman riding you while touching herself driving you close to your own climax. Her hand works furiously between her legs as she grinds her pussy down on you, her eyes blazing with lust.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh fu
uuuuuuck!” She pants before stiffening, her mouth dropping open and her body bucking on top of you as her orgasm washes through her. You feel her pussy quivering around your throbbing cock and her climax sends you to yours, grunting as you feel your balls release their load into the pretty blonde. Your body bucks beneath her as your cock pulses again and again, twitching with each powerful blast and making you groan with pleasure as your bodies both jerk and tremble in ecstasy. As Anya’s climax fades, she slumps forward against you, panting heavily, her warm breath against your cheek as you pump the last weaker spurts of your own climax into her pussy, your cock already beginning to soften. You reach for her, playfully squeezing her buttocks before taking her into your embrace. You kiss tenderly before she rolls off to one side and gazes into your eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Continue
Without the willpower to stop her, you reach down and gently guide Anya’s bobbing head, the sensations radiating out from your groin causing you to groan with pleasure as you feel your climax building. Her fingers stroke and caress your aching balls while her other hand continues its slow, deliberate pace as she pumps your shaft. Her lips are stretched around your engorged cock and her blue eyes gaze up at you, enjoying your obvious pleasure.
“That feels incredible!” You pant, your heart racing as the beautiful blonde continues to rock her head back and forth, your cock glistening with her saliva. She begins to scrape her long fingernails over the thick skin of your scrotum, her eyes brimming with mischief, knowing that she has you on the very brink but holding you tantalisingly short of your climax.
“Please,” You beg, “Please make me come!” But still she torments you, her lips and hands feeling divine while your balls ache with a desperate need for release. Finally she relents and releases her grip on your shaft, her lips sliding further along your length, while her fingers probe behind your balls, her nails scraping along the sensitive seam of skin between your balls and arse.
“Oh fuck!” You groan, feeling her finger press against your arsehole as she takes your cock deep into her mouth. You feel your balls twitch powerfully and your cock expanding in the warm confines of her mouth as the come races up your length to explode across her tongue. She locks her lips around the head and gently sucks each blast from you as her finger continues to tease your anus. You throw back your head and bellow in ecstasy as waves of pleasure radiate out from your loins with each powerful pulse until as Anya sucks the last weaker spurts from you, she withdraws her probing finger and allows your softening cock to slip from her lips. She gulps down your seed and smiles up at you.
“I might just defect.” You tell her breathlessly, helping her to her feet. She chuckles and you take her into your arms, kissing her tenderly.
“Let’s go to bed.” She murmurs, climbing onto the bed. As the excitement of your climax fades and you gaze at Anya lying there in her sexy red lingerie, you feel a pang of regret that you let her finish you off. You climb into bed next to her and a smile crosses your face as you remember that you won’t reach Istanbul until noon and there will be plenty of time in the morning…
Continue
“Why don’t I show you.” You smile, reaching behind her and effortlessly unclasping her bra with one hand. You pull the straps from her shoulders and it drops away, your eyes drawn to her heaving breasts and her swollen nipples. She pulls you towards her, her blue eyes gazing lustfully into yours, her lips parted in anticipation. You lean into her, your lips meeting and you kiss hungrily, your tongues flicking and dancing over one another, your brush with death fuelling your passion. You slide your lips downwards, kissing your way down her chin and throat. Anya lets out a murmur of delight and tilts her head back as you feather kisses down her neck, a faint trace of her perfume filling your nostrils. Your lips brush down her chest, kissing the soft flesh of her breasts before you find a nipple, gently sucking the engorged nub into your mouth.
“Oh yessss!” She moans in pleasure, her fingers running through your hair as you flick your tongue over her left nipple. After a moment, she guides your head to her right breast and you take her other nipple into your mouth, teasing and sucking it to her obvious pleasure. You then allow her nipple to slip from your lips and begin to kiss your way down her flat stomach, Anya mewing with pleasure as she realises your intentions. You kiss down past her navel and past the waistband of her silky red panties, enjoying the aroma of her feminine musk as you kiss the front of the flimsy fabric. You glance up at her, her blue eyes gazing back at you through her cleavage, her breasts heaving with her excitement. You smile and hook your fingers into the waistband of her panties and pull them down her long, toned legs. She steps out of them and you gaze at her bare pussy, her labia glistening with her arousal. You guide her back onto the bed and she eagerly reclines back, her legs parted in anticipation. You drop to your knees between her thighs and bury your face between them, your tongue probing deeply inside her moist pussy.
“Da, da, da!” She cries out in breathless Russian, her cover completely forgotten in her excitement, “Your tongue feels so good! Lick me! Lick my pussy!” You continue to thrust your tongue inside her drenched slit, enjoying the taste of her juices and her cries of delight as she squirms with pleasure. You glance up at her, noticing that the beautiful blonde is squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as you plunge your tongue inside her. You withdraw your tongue and slide it up to the top of her slit, the tip finding her clit. Anya gasps with delight as you begin to lap at the sensitive little nub.
“Oh James!” She shrieks, arching her back as you trace intricate patterns on her clit with your tongue, “You’re going to make me… uhhhh!!” Her body convulses powerfully on the bed and you feel her clit twitching against your tongue as waves of pleasure surge through her body. You hold your tongue motionless against her quivering clit, enjoying her cries of ecstasy as her body is consumed by a powerful orgasm. As she finally relaxes, you get to your feet. Anya’s chest heaves as she catches her breath, a broad satisfied smile on her lips. Her blue eyes meet yours and you return her smile.
“That was… incredible.” She tells you breathlessly before her gaze drops to the bulge in the front of your trousers. “I wonder if you are as talented with that as you are with your tongue.”
“I’ll let you be the judge.” You grin, quickly shedding your shirt and unbuckling your trousers, your erect cock springing from your underpants as you pull them down. Anya’s eyes widen and her smile broadens.
“What do you want to do to me?” She asks huskily, her gaze still fixed on your throbbing cock as your trousers and underpants swiftly join her dress and underwear on the floor.
Straddle her chest and guide your cock to her impressive cleavage
Slip your cock inside her
“That magnificent cleavage would be a good place to start.” You grin, climbing onto the bed and straddling her chest.
“Men.” She snorts with a roll of her eyes as you guide your shaft between the two fleshy mounds. She presses them together and you groan as you feel your length enveloped in the warmth of her soft cleavage. You begin to thrust forward, eager to alleviate the aching from your neglected cock. As the bulbous tip of your shaft emerges from its fleshy prison, Anya cranes her head forward and swipes her tongue across the taut purple skin of the head. You groan at the sight and the sensation of her moist, warm tongue flicking against the straining tip.
“Fuck, that feels good.” You groan through gritted teeth. Anya grins wickedly up at you and continues to lap at the head with every upstroke, swirling her tongue around it, leaving it glistening with her saliva. You quicken your pace, your pulse racing as you gaze down at your cock sliding between Anya’s beautiful breasts, her eyes watching you intently as you do so.
“You like that don’t you?” She teases. “Are you going to come soon?”
“Yeah.” You groan through gritted teeth, the tension already building in your balls.
“I think I’d like you to come on me.” She mus
es. “Perhaps you could give me… what do you call it… a pearl necklace?”
“Whatever the lady wants.” You reply breathlessly, her dirty talk bringing you rapidly to your climax.
“Yes, I think I’d like that,” She purrs, kneading her breasts as you continue to thrust your throbbing cock between them, “To feel your hot come splashing against my skin as you erupt all over me.”
“Oh fuuuuck!” You groan as you feel your balls tighten.”
“Yes, come on me!” She moans, her blue eyes filled with wanton desire as she senses your imminent climax. “Shower me with your creamy seed!” She releases your cock from between her breasts and you quickly grasp your shaft, your balls twitching as you pass the point of no return.
Come on her breasts
Come on her face
You rapidly stroke your cock, gazing at Anya’s beautiful breasts as she presses them together, presenting them to you. Her pale blue eyes are fixed on your hard cock and her lips are pouting slightly as she waits in breathless anticipation. You give in to temptation and as you feel the come race up your shaft, you aim a little higher. You let out a loud grunt of pleasure as the first glob of thick white come erupts from the tip to splatter across Anya’s left cheek. Her eyes widen in surprise and she opens her mouth to berate you just as a second spurt splashes across and into her open mouth and up the side of her nose. You can’t help but smile at her surprised expression as you continue to come all over her beautiful face.
“You son of a bitch!” She fumes angrily as your climax subsides, the last weaker spurts dribbling from the tip to land wetly on her chin and throat. Her face is streaked in thick ropes of your pearly white seed.
“You said you wanted to feel my come on your skin.” You shrug unapologetically as you climb off her.
Agent 69- Stroken, Not Stirred Page 8