Jenny as the Undercover Housewife Part 2 By Panther Chapter 5 Rude awakening Jenny woke up moaning with someone's mouth in her crotch. The tongue slid up between the folds of her labia wiggling inside her. Jenny threw back her head in a loud squeal, almost cumming immediately. She did orgasm when that someone sucked her swollen clit between their thick lips. Her ass slowly rose up and up into their sucking mouth and she exploded all over their mouth and chin. "Good morning Madam!” came the muffled voice from somewhere beneath her. Her heart beating like a drum from the massive orgasm, Jenny surveyed around to get a clue about her situation. She was on a large four-poster bed. There were enough pillows on the bed to supply an army. There was a breakfast tray. It contained a lot of freshly cut fruits, a glass of juice and a large baguette. There was a maid's uniform placed on the chair. Moments later a rather strong and muscular black woman lifted her head from between Jenny's legs. "How was your trip madam?” the maid said with a smile which would have frozen a tiger in its track. "My goodness!!", Jenny wondered. "Where did they capture her from? Maximum security prison?" "It vas nise Martha", Jenny replied in her fake Russian accent, pleased with herself for reading the maid's nametag from the uniform on the chair. The maid smiled a shark-like smile and said, “the usual for you madam?” Jenny hesitantly said, “is dis da same?” She had been instructed to say this if she was unsure of something. "Yes, of course. Extra large. You clearly mentioned that you should wake up to getting your pussy licked and then have these toys used on you until the battery runs out. Shall we?” Martha grinned more ferociously now. "What toys?” Jenny was confused until Martha pulled the tray near and lifted the baguette from it. That was when Jenny realized, it was not a baguette at all. It was a dildo!! Nearly fourteen inches long and more than six inches wide, it was covered in ridges. "Umm...", Jenny mumbled weakly as the large woman started taking the nightdress off Jenny's shoulder. Paralyzed into indecision with saving her pussy from being split into two or saving the mission, Jenny allowed her to grab her mountainous breasts. With a triumphant grin, Martha began massaging the enormous tits, sculpting them into plump, erotic canyons of mountainous flesh as she pushed the large breasts about. First apart, then together, then forward again. Round and round her hands went sloshing the blonde agent's breasts like huge slabs of jelly. Then, like a hungry vampire, she dove in and sucked Jenny's bare, ripe nipple deep into her mouth. With an angry bite, she began sucking wildly on the defenceless tit in some vain attempt at milking it dry. Jenny's chest rolled and twisted wildly as her breasts were accosted. The pain, the sensations, the tension of being discovered and failing the mission were sending waves of shear sensations through the secret agent's mind and she began gasping for breath. Then, with a vulgar sweep, Martha slid her hand over Jenny's shaven, bare vagina and ran her long fingers between her lips. She purred as she began wildly rubbing Jenny's cunt. "Oh Yes, That's it! MMMMMMGGGLM!" Martha leaned in and began blowing Jenny's gyrating pussy, driving the blonde wild with lust and sexual sensation. Her mouth ploughed deep and mercilessly into Jenny, her lips sucking and oscillating like someone sucking spilt milk off a tabletop. Jenny's moans continued sounding out from under the frantically thrusting black woman as her pussy was viciously violated by this woman's devilish mouth. With her fingers, Martha began feverishly teasing and pinching Jenny's now exposed clitoris. Her fingers pressed and pulled, flicked and rubbed sending the blonde's hips pounding about and twisting from side to side like a fish flopping on a dry beach. Jenny was frantic now and her body was violently squirming about and gyrating as the vicious and merciless rape continued. "Not long now Madam. Your favourite toy is coming up." teased Martha as she let up slightly and reached over to pull the long big dildo and held it ominously over Jenny's thrusting hips. "I bet you missed this in the land of the limeys," she said with a sarcastic force as she callously pushed the dildo into the unsuspecting agent. Jenny froze in shock, knowing instantly what the crude implement was that was being forced upon her is much bigger than her favourite dildo Vlad. She tightened up and surged upward as she fought to resist its advance. Martha continued to push hard, inching it slowly and deeply into the blonde's tight, silky pussy. The dildo moved ever deeper, making Jenny moan and roll about in sheer sexual agony. Then, with a deep, heavy "UUUUUUUUUGHHH!" Jenny's hips collapsed to the bed as the implement reached its deepest insertion. Instantly she began writhing and bucking about like a wild, trapped animal. Martha had to grab Jenny with both hands, almost being thrown off the wild filly by the blonde's tantrum of desperation. Martha pulled her hips back hard and the tightness caused the dildo to come back slowly. Then, with an intense effort, she forced it back in, then back out, then back in. Over and over she plunged it in and out of Jenny's defenceless vagina. Like a piston, the sex toy pumped the blonde agent higher and higher towards uncontrollable sexual devastation. "Do you want me to go harder madam, like always? Sure" Martha teased as she flicked on a switch the dildo started vibrating with its industrial strength motor coming to life. She began twisting and rotating the vibrator in ever-widening circles inside Jenny's pussy. The blonde began wailing in sensation as the woman viciously resized her pussy. Jenny went absolutely insane. Her hips started convulsing wildly, pounding the king sized bed with each violent thrust. The whole bed shook and rocked as the blonde agent was deeply penetrated by the dildo. At this point, Jenny's muffled screams turned to the wailing of desperate agony. The sensations were too much, too overpowering. She was so helpless at the hands of such uncontrollable sexual sensation. The climatic wave soared higher and higher as she tightened like a swelling balloon. Her every part, every erotic nerve was stimulated beyond comprehension. Jenny surged upward one last time in a final death throw of sexual defiance. "NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!!! UUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! The huge black maid didn't stop, however. With callous disregard, she continued her ruthless onslaught of the blonde agent's defenceless pussy. No time to think, no time to catch her breath, Jenny screamed in sheer lust. "GOD, NO! ....UUUGHHH!!" Her fear was realized as the constant sexual attacks forced another and another and yet another climax from the undercover agent. For what seemed like an eternity, Jenny's firm, muscular body soared and stiffened, bursting with wave after wave of overwhelming sexual bliss. Jenny's hips then collapsed in utter defeat as the woman continued fucking the blonde with total abandonment. At that moment, the muscular black woman slapped Jenny's jiggling ass and slid herself between the blonde's legs. Using her hands to part the agent's bubble butt, she carefully aimed a hitherto unseen and devastating toy and plunged it hard into Jenny's unsuspecting anus. "UUUUGH! NO! Get it OUT! GET IT OUT! STOP..." Jenny screamed feverishly forgetting all about her character as Martha pushed the dildo slowly past her defiant anal muscles and deeper into her ass. "You docked my pay last time when I actually stopped. I am not falling for this again, “Martha said and she pushed harder. Jenny twisted wildly as she tried to escape the penetration. As she raised her hips, Martha pushed the rear dildo back down with increasing pressure. Jenny panted and breathed like a chugging steam train as both dildos continued pounding her down. Then, suddenly, Martha's body jerked downward as her hips dropped several inches. Martha's dildo had succeeded in overcoming the blonde's resistance and it sank fast and deep into the beautiful ass. Jenny's head shot straight up and her eyes bulged out in an unholy expression of absolute, sensual overload as the dildo slipped inside. No scream no shriek, no cry for help. Her teeth clenched and her body shook as she lost all control of her mind and her body. The climax was horrendous. It blasted through her like a hurricane in a wind tunnel and the light faded from her sight as she passed out from the devastation. Chapter 6 Discovering new positions Jenny woke up a few minutes later. She groaned and looked around. Martha the maid had left with both the dildo. Thankfully she left the breakfast. Jenny picked the glass of cold water from the breakfast tray and dumped it all on her crotch, hoping to cool herself. "What a dramatic way to wake up. Maybe being married to a gay twisted her tastes", Jenny thought as she gulped down her breakfast. In a few minutes, she was ready and walking towards her yoga room, hoping no one would be wondering about her John Wayne like walk. The yoga room was a bare 10X10 room with tatami mats. The Yoga teacher was already there. His name was Babu. A fit and lithe man with a pleasant smile and a luxuriant beard, he stood up and bowed to her saying, "Namaste". He was wearing the same yoga robe as Jenny. Jenny bowed and said namaste too. "What do you want to do today Madam?” Babu asked in his thick accent. Jenny was worried about this. Thankfully she was briefed about this and knew the answer which can get her out of trouble. "The usual Babu", Jenny said with a smile. Babu smiled and then pulled the drawstring and dropped his robe. Jenny was astounded. She received a nearly mortal fucking minutes ago and now this. She smiled uncertainly and looked at Babu, trying to avoid looking his hirsute body and rather a large penis. "Let us start madam. Today is Monday. Your dedication is a lesson for a guru like me too. We know the list of positions that we want to go through every day and I will not tolerate any slacking of efforts." "Yes", a Jenny replied worriedly. With a sigh, Babu waved Jenny forward. "Please take off your robe and kneel here, madam." Jenny wished she had somehow disagreed for this mission and slowly walked forward. She took off her robe feeling the burning eyes of the yoga teacher on her completely naked body. She placed the robe on the floor. A tingle gripped her lower belly and her nipples reacted becoming aroused. They sprang to their full extension as a pair of hands encircled her and cupped her breasts ever so gently and began tenderly caressing her. She groaned as the knowing hands massaged her flesh. "You know that this body is just an illusion. Let us be free from this illusion, only then you will receive the ultimate pleasure," whispered Babu hypnotically. Once more his hand reached around her body this time coming to rest on her flat stomach and gently beginning to stroke her in a circular motion. Her eyes closed in pleasure as the hand caressed her. Lower it went, lower still until inevitably it flowed over her pubic bone and cupped her pussy. She sighed as the hand squeezed her softly, rhythmically. The other hand had returned to continue massaging her left tit, the fingers ever so gently circling her nipple. Jenny was in heaven. The hands caressed her knowingly, ever so softly. A finger dragged between her puffy pussy lips until it reached her erected clitoris and began to circle round and round it. The tension of failing the mission was forgotten in a miasma of erotic sensations as the hands brought her higher and higher. A finger slipped into her caressing her softest innermost moist flesh. Jenny's breathing quickened, rasped in her throat as the hands worked her body. The fingers manipulating her pussy quickened, thrusting slowly, still softly, but insistently. A thumb pressed her clit. Suddenly Jenny stiffened, releasing herself to a trembling all over warm pervading orgasm that went on and on seemingly forever. Babu held her until she could stand on her own. Babu pushed on Jenny's shoulder until she knelt on the floor. She looked up and straight into the huge brown cock. It resembled a small tree trunk. At rest, it was over twelve inches. 'Good God, who knows what it'll grow to in a minute' Jenny thought. She reached for the brown snake and lifted it. It was like picking up a soft salami. ‘It must weigh a couple of pounds' she surmised. Jenny looked up into the smiling bearded face of Babu encouraging her to go on. The truncheon in her tiny delicate hand began to react and harden. It was like a big snake waking from its slumber and slowly rising to stare at her with its single central eye. She used both hands to pump it as best she could before tentatively parting her lips. The head slipped inside the warm wetness and she began to suck like crazy hoping this is what Anya used to do. Her jaw began to ache as it was stretched. The huge cock began thrusting slowly. She could only get about half inside her mouth so she gripped and massaged the rest with both her hands. She ran her tongue around the head and along the shaft. Dark veins stood out as blood pumped into him bringing him to his full majestic length of fifteen inches. Jenny hung on for dear life as the pistoning quickened. Deeper and deeper he thrust, her sandpaper tongue rasping over his sensitive glands. Her hands fondled his balls as she sucked and sucked. She drew back but he grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and she felt him erupt over her tongue. Again and again, he spurted flooding her mouth. Jenny drank it all hoping Anya would do the same for the man she is having affair with. "Very good Jenny", Babu said gaspingly as he tried to steady his breathing. "Now we will start with downward dog position". Jenny tried to console herself as she got on all fours, hoping he would not be able to get a rise again so soon and hoping this will be less strenuous than the breakfast. She was wrong on both counts. Chapter 7 Appointments Jenny dragged herself to the bathroom and let the cold shower hit her at full blast. The yoga teacher had left her thoroughly drained. She thought she was flexible and limber. But Babu fucked her is so many positions and so many times that it’s a wonder that she is not all twisted like a pretzel now. He started with doggy style and progressed to a lot of rather adventurous positions. At one point he had Jenny do a handstand and fucked her ass standing on a table. "And he cums like a horse, with a horse's dick", Jenny grumbled as she scoped inside her pussy to bring out the cum deposited deep inside her by the Yoga teacher. She could feel the semen trapped in her womb sloshing inside. Maybe the yoga teacher is the enemy agent, Jenny thought. He somehow seduced the poor Mrs Johnson into having an affair with him and then began blackmailing him. But even to Jenny, it seemed a bit far-fetched. Maybe it is just an affair between a bored housewife and the fit masculine specimen, Jenny wondered. Finishing her bath she dressed in sexy, but practical underwear, a pink skirt, and a white blouse. When her hair was dried, she put it up on her head with two pins through it. She applied some light makeup, purple eyeshadow that contrasted well with her blue eyes and some red lipstick. She added some jewellery to the ensemble, her wedding ring, some earrings, and coached on Mrs Johnson's dressing style, she donned a cross around her neck. She went to the Senator's office because that is what Mrs Johnson used to do every morning. She met with his secretary and got to know if there are any public events. Though the senator has assured that he will make sure that there are no public appearances for his wife for the duration of the mission, pretences must be kept up. Jenny knocked and entered the office. The senator was not there but a black man was there typing something into the computer. He stood up with a smile and extended his hand. "Welcome back Mrs Johnson. Hope you had a good trip." "Thank you Robin", Jenny remembered his name from the dossiers."Is my husband around"? The senator heard her from his cabin and called over, "Good morning darling. I am here. Please come in." "Have a good day Robin," Jenny said with a smile and entered the cabin. The senator was at his table looking at some files. He lowered his voice conspiratorially and whispered, “All okay miss? Are you settling in?" Jenny debated telling him that his wife was not only a traitor but an adulterer to boot. But she did not want to hurt the man anymore, so decided to keep quiet. "Yes, all good. What do I do today?" "To minimize the risk and exposure, I decided to cancel all your appointments for the next two weeks. You would have all the time to conduct your investigations. My wife used to get together with the other wives of the, ahem, prominent gentlemen of the town for lunch. But that could be risky, so I took the liberty to inform her friends that my wife would be unavailable for the next few days. Instead, you can go to lunch with the attorney general's wife, Clara. They are an acquaintance only, so she will be easier to believe our ruse." “Okay. That is a great relief!” Jenny smiled genuinely for the first time since morning. "I was also worried since friends would be easy to realize that something is missing." "Anything for the country dear. Now go and enjoy your lunch. You can take the SUV today. The place is only a short distance." Jenny happily skipped back to her room, feeling confident for the first time. Once this lunch is done, she can devote herself to searching through Mrs Johnson's room. If there is even a hint of suspicion, she will find it. Chapter 8 Buttering the muffin Jenny thanked the waiter for the ice tea and tried to ignore his glances down her cleavage. If she was more attune with what goes around her, she would have noticed the looks and puzzled herself. But being a few cards short of a deck, she was not worried. She had been waiting ten minutes when she spotted Clara. The attorney general's wife was hard to miss. She was every bit as attractive as Jenny. She was wearing a sleeveless top that was held up by straps over her shoulders. The top ended just under her ribcage showing off Clara’s flat tanned belly and her diamond pierced navel. Clara also wore shorts like Jenny, though Clara’s was shorter and higher up on the thigh then Jenny’s. Jenny was wearing her sandals, but Clara was wearing flip-flops. Clara had her long black hair tied back and large dark black sunglasses covered her blue eyes. “Hi, Clara,” said Jenny standing to greet her friend extended her hand. Clara instead grabbed Jenny in a bear hug, nearly crushing her boobs with her silicone boobs. Then she pulled out her chair and sat down. Jenny confusedly said, "My husband told me that we are only an acquaintance." Clara giggled at Jenny’s shocked expression. “What the men do not know, cannot hurt them. Are you free this afternoon or are you going somewhere?” Jenny thought for a while. If this person was the enemy agent then this would be a perfect chance for her to get the information. But there is a danger involved that she might see through the disguise. This is a risk that Jenny has to take. “I’m free.” “Let’s go back to my house. I’d really like to repeat our practice.” “You want to practice?” “Yes honey, sure.” The two friends took separate cars back to Clara’s house with Jenny driving the whole distance in the wrong side of the road. Clara pulled up behind Jenny just minutes before. They headed upstairs to the bedroom. Clara brought Jenny to her bedroom all the while Jenny sat on the bed and kept getting excited. She was this close to finding evidence that Clara was the enemy agent. Otherwise why would Mrs Johnson be meeting her in secret? But Clara is Attorney General's wife; does that mean that there is a larger conspiracy? Jenny fantasized when she would single-handedly capture all these traitors and the queen would pin a medal on her chest. She started visualizing the queen coming over with the medal but for some reason in a bathrobe. Jenny looked closely and realized that it was Clara. She had changed into a bathrobe, a very flimsy and short one. Jenny’s looked with round eyes at Clara's nipples which were clear as day under the bathrobe. “Are you horny now?” asked Clara. "What?” Jenny was confused for the umpteenth time that day. "I asked shall we start doing what we do every day we meet. Which is hot, sweaty and dirty sex and fucking each other like bunnies" "Like what?” Jenny was still confused. Her dream of getting a medal from queen rapidly evaporating in front of her eyes. “Like this.” Clara reached out and took both of Jenny’s nipples between her fingers. “Aaah,” gasped Jenny at the shock of pleasure. She jerked as her vagina clenched. “Clara, what are you doing?” Jenny rasped the question out while breathing heavily. “Get naked. Usually, you get naked in record time. Is something different today?” "NO! NO! NOTHING IS DIFFERENT!” Jenny yelled and chucked her clothes rapidly lest Clara becomes suspicious. She got naked and quickly sat on the bed her heart beating rapidly. Clara smirked and twirled and stroked Jenny’s long nipples. “Let’s just switch places.” Clara continued her ministrations on her friend’s breasts as she got off the bed and manoeuvred Jenny around to sit down in her place. Clara kneeled before Jenny’s legs and pushed them apart. “Your pussy’s beautiful Jenny.” Clara could see the lubrication coating the blonde agent’s pussy. Jenny came to her senses and tried to slide back on the bed, but Clara’s arms snaked under her legs and soon they were teasing her nipples again. Instead, of moving away, Jenny opened her legs up wider. She sighed and relaxed when she felt Clara’s tongue slide up her labia. Her hips rose up into the tongue. Clara's tongue was busy flickering back and force over Jenny’s labia and then twirling around her clitoris. Clara would pause and thrust her tongue in and out of Jenny’s pussy. “Yes. Oh god yes,” moaned Jenny. In spite of being thoroughly fucked out of her brain only a few hours back, Jenny was getting hot. She groaned when Clara stopped suddenly. “What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?” “Usually you are more enthusiastic.” “Do it, Clara. Do it. Finish me off.” “Say the words ‘eat my pussy’.” Clara leaned down and sucked Jenny’s clit between her lips. “Eat my pussy. Please, Clara, eat my pussy,” Jenny begged. She needed to have another orgasm and the pressure built both deep within her loins and in both her breasts. Jenny moaned and writhed in pleasure when Clara started licking her again. This time Clara slid two fingers inside and thrust them forwards like they were a penis. Jenny bucked her hips up into Clara’s thrusting fingers. “It’s happening. Harder Clara, harder.” Clara felt Jenny’s pussy clamp down and tighten around her fingers. She looked up Jenny’s flat belly and looked at Jenny’s nipples. Clara still had one nipple in her hand and was stroking it. Jenny had taken up stroking the other. Jenny screamed and Clara’s chin suddenly got soaked. The orgasm continued for nearly half a minute while Jenny kept shuddering and gasping for breath. Clara fell back, gasping for breath. She stood and looked down at Jenny. The delicious blonde seemed half passed out. Clara stripped her clothes off. Her large breasts fell free when she pulled the top off. She let the shorts drop to the floor and pulled her thong off. Clara then climbed in bed next to Jenny. She started stroking Jenny’s hair and she leaned down and kissed her lips. Jenny slowly woke up. Her eyes smiled at her friend at first, and then she remembered what had happened. “We just. I mean you just…” “I just ate your pussy. You begged me to do it. Remember?” Jenny thought for some time and then asked. “What else do we do?” “What are you talking about?” “I mean, we only eat each other off? I mean...is there anything else...”Jenny stopped artlessly realizing she is digging herself in a deeper grave. “No, we do a lot of other stuff”, Clara said with a smirk. “But Clara? You’re a married woman.” “I also like good hard fucking by a nice stiff cock too.” Clara pulled Jenny up on her side and embraced her stunned friend. Jenny realized that Clara was also nude as their large bosoms mashed together. Jenny moaned as her nipples pressed into the soft tit flesh of her friend. Clara kissed her and Jenny kissed back finding her arousal growing again. “I’ve missed this,” whispered Clara, kissing her again. Clara reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tighter. Jenny giggled. “Marriage and sex give and take, honey.” Clara sat up and straddled Jenny’s belly. “Speaking of give and take. I need to cum too. It’s your turn to do me.” Jenny looked sickened and tried to pull out from under Clara. Clara reached down and fondled Jenny’s nipples again. Jenny soon quit struggling and started writhing with renewed lust. “Do you want me to eat your pussy again?” This time Clara bent down and took a long nipple between her lips while half straddling her friend. “Yes, god yes. Eat my pussy again,” moaned Jenny. “Well, you gotta eat mine first. And be as good as you were last time” “Okay.” Clara moved up over Jenny’s chest and lowered her pussy down over Jenny’s mouth. “But..” Jenny’s protests were muffled as Clara’s pussy came down over Jenny’s open mouth. At first, Jenny froze, refusing to do anything. Clara’s arms were at her sides and soon they’d found Jenny’s nipples again. Jenny’s tongue slid out and into her friend’s pussy as she moaned in pleasure. Jenny began lapping at her friend’s vagina. Her tongue licked up Clara’s labia repeatedly, stopping to flicker over her clit. Clara moaned as Jenny looked up at the most erotic sight of her life. The attorney general's wife was mounted on Jenny’s face. Jenny could make out the thin strip of dark hair Clara had shaved on her crotch and she could look up Clara’s undulating belly through the gap between Clara’s large breasts. Her friend’s head was thrown back and she was moaning in pleasure. Jenny held her tongue straight out and Clara began bouncing on it. It was an amazingly attractive sight. “That’s it, Anya. Come on keep it up, baby.” Clara ground her pussy down into Jenny’s extended tongue. Jenny reached around and slid her hands up Clara’s tanned belly and grasped her nipples. Clara humped Jenny’s face in response. She was clearly pleased that Jenny was showing some initiative. Jenny found herself fascinated with Clara’s breasts. A triangular patch of whiteness around the nipples showed where a scandalously small bikini must have covered. The rest of her breasts were a perfectly even tan to match her face, belly and legs. Her breasts were so soft and perfect. Her nipples were puffed up and nearly a quarter inch long, beautiful and normal. “You’re doing it girlfriend. You’re hitting all the right spots,” moaned Clara. “I’m cumming Anya. I’m cumming.” Jenny felt her lips and chin get soaked in a fresh wave of fluid as Clara moaned in pleasure. Seconds later, Clara slid her pussy back off Jenny’s mouth and Clara collapsed beside her on the bed. Jenny stood up to go wash her face off. She entered her restroom and cleaned herself off. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. It was like she was staring at a stranger. Her hair was mussed and the expression she wore on her face was one of sexual satisfaction. She immediately tried to make the expression disappear out of guilt. She is on a mission to find traitors, not be getting fucking up in so many ways. Jenny returned to Clara who was stretched out on the bed with a satisfied look on her face. She bent down and moved some of Clara’s dark hair off her face. “You should get dressed.” “Why? You never left before for anything less than a couple of hours” asked Clara, grabbing Jenny and pulling her down in the bed. She kissed her mildly amused friend on the lips. The kiss lasted nearly a minute. “Oh! I guess we have time.” Jenny gasped as she felt Clara twirling her nipples again. “Do you want to cum again?” “Oh god yes.” “Tell me what you want, honey.” Clara redoubled her efforts on Jenny’s tits. “I want you to make me cum again.” Jenny groaned and hesitated before saying. “I want you to eat my pussy.” Jenny suddenly giggled. Clara laughed too. She bent her body around and first sucked one of Jenny’s nipples into her mouth. Jenny gasped and moaned. Clara wondered just how sensitive those things were. Clara flickered the nipple with her tongue then kissed down over the breast to Jenny’s ribs. She kept one hand teasing her friend’s nipples. She wanted to keep Jenny at a heightened state of arousal. Clara half licked and kissed her way down Jenny’s stomach. Her friend’s belly was so fit and lean. As her muscles tightened with arousal, the lines of her abs grew defined. Clara slipped her tongue into Jenny’s bellybutton before kissing down her smooth crotch. Clara had to release her grip on Jenny’s nipple as she swung her body on top of her friends. Clara reached down and sucked Jenny’s clit between her lips at the same time shoving her pussy back into Jenny’s mouth. Jenny hesitated but a moment before starting to lick Clara’s pussy. The two women slid their tongues all around and inside each other’s pussies. Clara was more skilful and experienced. She finger fucked her friend while teasing her clit with her tongue. Soon Jenny was writhing beneath her and gasping into Clara’s pussy. Clara was close, but she was more concerned with keeping Jenny satisfied. Clara was shorter than Jenny and slid her body down further to get more tongue traction in Jenny’s pussy. Jenny didn’t seem to mind as she was moaning constantly now. Clara slid up until she was nearly sitting on Jenny’s large cushiony breasts as she bent over to get Jenny off once again. Clara licked as fast as she could while fingering Jenny’s sopping wet pussy with two fingers. Clara felt something rubbery bend against her own clit and slide between her labia. The thing straightened between her folds and entered her pussy. It felt like Jenny had shoved about an inch of a thick pencil up her pussy and Clara realized that it was her friend’s inch long nipple inside her. This was a new and surprising experience. It was even more surprising when Jenny’s pussy contracted around Clara’s fingers. Her hand grew soaked and Clara gasped in shock. Her own orgasm hit as the nipple rubbed inside her pussy. Clara ground her pussy down into Jenny’s soft breast wishing there really was a cock. Her lust for women was now satisfied and she was ready for a good cock fucking. Clara sighed and rolled off Jenny. “You know what’s kind of nice?” asked Jenny, after several minutes had passed. “What’s that?” “No messy semen.” The two women rested a moment before getting up to clean themselves and dress. They dressed, Jenny felt worse than before. She felt some guilt, as she was exploiting Mrs Johnson's friend. But it was a bust too. It seems Mrs Johnson, apart from having an affair with the yoga teacher, had a girlfriend on the side too. But it seemed only an affair, not a sinister conspiracy as she imagined. She walked Clara to the door and was surprised when she was the one who initiated the kiss goodbye. Clara walked her down to her car. “Remember honey, we are meeting for lunch every day for the next two week. I‘ll bring a few surprises next time.” Jenny blushed. “Thanks, Clara.” She drove on the wrong side o the road again to the senator's house. Chapter 9 The side of beef or two Jenny took a nap and when she woke up, it was time for her gym. She wondered when the damn woman had any work done. But then again, she did not have to work at all. So, maybe that was the point. Jenny sighed and got ready. She stared at the dress that Mrs Johnson used to wear to the gym. Martha the maid has already put it on her bed for her. The yoga pant and the t-shirt seemed decent enough. But on a woman who was maybe starving for a month. On our delectable and busty heroine, it would look painted on. Worse, there was no underwear. Jenny asked. Apparently, Mrs Johnson did not like to wear underwear in the gym, something about restricting her flow. Even our normally bimbo Jenny was starting to suspect that maybe Mrs Johnson really went to the gym for a different sort of exercise. With heavy trepidation and butterflies in the stomach, Jenny drove to the gym. It was a small two-story building near a mall. The door was closed with a paper stuck over it. Someone has written hastily with a pen over that, RESERVED. With a deep breath, Jenny collected herself and entered the gym. And promptly exclaimed, "OH MY GOD", and more quietly, “not again". Inside, two men, who Jenny assumed were the gym trainers were waiting with hands held behind their back, buck naked. Jenny, having seen more than her share of naked men, wasn't worried. What brought out exclaim was the soda can thick cocks attached to the hugely muscled body of the two men. Jenny remembered from her dossier that both were ex-marines. Jack was of Vietnamese descent and Steve was from Canada. Jenny closed her mouth when she realized that she was staring. If this was not a mission, Jenny would have jumped on any of the cocks by now. They were of majestic length, dark and veiny with girth. Even then her sharp intake of breath and wet crotch of her pantyless yoga pants did not go unnoticed. Both the men smirked and motioned her to come forward. Realizing that her worst fears were coming true, Jenny mumbled hesitantly, "Ready, when you are". "Impatient are we," Jack asked. Jenny just nodded her head as they led her towards to gym floor. Jenny looked around the gym with all the exercise equipment, and she noticed an exercise mat on the floor. "Where do we start?" she asked, knowing very well she is going to get fucked again by those two monstrous cocks. "Take them off then," Steve said with a grin. They watched as she looked kind of thoughtful and then with a shrug slid her yoga pants down and stood there completely naked. She stood back up and looked at them expectantly. "Ok, Mrs Johnson why don’t you get down on your hands and knees over on the mat". Michelle got down on the mat and looked back at them hopefully. Maybe this is some new type of workout and maybe she won’t get fucked to an inch of her life. Or maybe pigs will learn to fly. Jack went behind her and kneeled between her legs and pointed his cock at her crotch. He positioned his cock head at the opening as he quickly grabbed her stretched out leg. Steve walked over to her, cock rising until it stuck straight out, the doorknob sized cock head bobbing a foot from his body and right in front of Jenny's face. So much for the new type of workout, thought Jenny as she opened her mouth to envelop the large organ in her silky lips and prepared for the inevitable thrust that would come from behind. The two hours passed in a blur. Jenny woke up to find herself sprawled across the exercise mat, covered in dried sweat and cum. She sat up in a groggy daze, looking around at the mess. Articles of her clothing were scattered everywhere. There were obvious cum stains everywhere. They'd fucked her over and over again...on the mat, then on the exercise bike and then on the glass window where she was pushed to the window face up with her boobs pancaked over the glass while Steve fucked her ass from behind. Jenny dazedly looked at her body. Her pussy was gaping open and there was a constant trickle of semen dripping to the mat. She could not see her ass, but it would be the same there also. Both the men seemed inexhaustible. They had the stamina of eighteen-year-olds and had cum about four times making Jenny cum a dozen times each. "There is one benefit of having an affair in the gym. There is an attached bathroom. Go clean yourself up Mrs Johnson," One of the men said since Jenny was still having trouble focusing on their faces. After a long shower, Jenny felt like human again. She dressed up in her discarded yoga pants and t-shirt and drove back to the house, silently cursing the nymphomaniac Anya Johnson all the way. Chapter 10 The icing on the cake Nearly groaning with exhaustion, Jenny returns to the senator's house. After another bath, she went for dinner and gets to know that the senator is at a dinner invitation. Jenny silently eats her dinner, getting distracted only once when Martha the maid asks her if she would be having the usual tomorrow morning too. Jenny nearly drops the spoon and manages to squeak a faint yes. Too worried about what she would have to face on the next day, Jenny was lying awake when the door to her bedroom opens. A whisper calls out to her, "are you awake?” Alert and suddenly conscious that she was only wearing a nightdress which could charitably be described as 'completely sheer dress, which even if it was opaque, would have been illegal everywhere except on the centrefolds of nudie magazines', Jenny realized that it could be the enemy agent that she was looking for. Her breath quickening, she whispered back, "yes." Some fumbling in the dark and then a weight settles on the bed. A voice calls out, "oh good. I thought you had gone to sleep. Shall we?" Jenny realizes with a start that it was the secretary of the senator, Robin. Is he the traitor? "Shall we what?" "Haha. You are funny. Let me quote you, 'we are going to have hot, sweaty and dirty sex. Fuck me so hard that I won't be able to stand up straight afterwards. Make me beg for mercy, you big strong hard man.'" Jenny nearly groans from frustration. Another affair? What does this damn woman need to keep her satisfied? She had been here only a day and getting violated for the sixth time. She had lost the count of orgasms she had. She was so tired. By then Robin had lifted the nightdress of Jenny and his knees were pressed down onto her parted thighs, pinning them back into the bed. She squirmed and struggled under the pressure. Chuckling, Robin grabbed her flailing wrists and forced them back into the bed to either side of her head, then slowly lowered his hips. “Oh...” Jenny gasped softly. Her eyes, staring up into the dark, suddenly went wide with fear. With an instinct honed out of getting into a similar situation with, again and again, she figured out that the senator's secretary was carrying a rather large tool. “Please, no” she whispered, licking her trembling lip. “Funny. Usually, you claw and beg for me to fuck every day. Asking me to not stop, even if you faint. Is anything different today?” Robin asked. With a sigh, Jenny swallowed her trepidation and forced out the next words, "Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. So hard that..ugk". Without warning, Robin slammed his hips down. “Thanks for the invitation, BITCH!” he roared, laughing, as his entire inhumanly large penis rammed down into her, impaling her, with a single powerful stroke. Jenny squealed out. Mercilessly, uncaring, he pumped, again and again, driving his huge cock in and out of her. Shuddering under the tremendous power and already aroused, her eyes went wide and then slowly rolled back up into her head. Grabbing her huge wobbling bare breasts, the black secretary positioned himself upon her helpless buxom body like a boar atop a sow, pulled his hips back and began, deeply, brutally and mercilessly, to fuck her brains out. Soon Jenny’s eyes grew glazed. Her gorgeous face began to pant and shake with irresistible pleasure. The pleasure of being ridden like a stallion by her lover. Robin slowly forced the helpless, obliviously moaning blonde into a variety of sexual positions. Gasping, moaning, her buxom body lurching and quivering under his slaps and gropes, the secret agent obediently allowed her deeply impaled body to be manoeuvred into one receptive position after another. So long as the merciless ploughing of her pussy continued unabated. She heaved and tossed her head, lips quivering and blonde hair flashing, as he put her onto all fours and pounded her like a bitch. When he flipped her onto her side, lifted one luscious leg and, laying his own belly against it, began to literally fuck her sideways, she merely spread her arms out for support upon the bed. When he seized her by the arms, forced her juicy thighs around his waist, and began to lift her bouncing body aloft with his mighty thrusts, she could but throw her head back and squeal, her huge wobbly breasts sloshing like the tides. The force of his mighty slams into her big bare buxom ass drove her stumbling forward upon her hands and knees, one slamming deep-penetrating penis-thrust at a time. His head thrown back and his hands gripped tight on her ass, Robin stayed right behind her helplessly and clumsily wobbling curvy body. Her whole body starts to slowly shudder, as Robin ground his huge cock brutally into the depths of her helplessly stretched pussy. “Oh… oh… I’m CUMMING!” she cried. Her body tensed and then spasmed uncontrollably as a massive orgasm overwhelmed her. “OH! OH! GOD!!!” she screamed out, her gorgeous face gaping up above, her curvy ass slamming uncontrollably on Robin’s thick penis which was deep inside her. With an explosion of heat within her, she felt the huge cock unleash a massive load directly up into her defenceless, fertile womb. Voice soaring up and eyes rolling back in her head, Jenny lost control completely and succumbed utterly to a soaring, devastating and mind-blowing climax. Her long wild orgasm left her breathless and near comatose, and when it finally ended the busty blonde agent wilted downward like a carelessly plucked flower. Her curvy body hung limply from his jutting member like meat on a spit. The only motion in her body came from the last few desultory thrusts Robin delivered into her pussy, as he unleashed a last few spurts of seed into her womb. The load of semen his huge balls had already emptied into the curvy delicious blonde were already causing streamers of cum to leak out of the sides of her massively over-stuffed pussy, running in rivers down her juicy white thighs. Then as his big long dick finally started to go limp within her, he released his grip upon her big round ass and laughed, delighted, as Jenny slid slowly down off his dick and dropped limply into the bed, unconscious. Chapter 11 New encouragements Exhausted beyond belief by the near constant fucking she got throughout the day; Jenny woke up a few hours later. Realizing that it is the only time she got free, she dragged her battered and cum stained body to her bag. There she pulled out the makeup kit. The makeup kit, which looked and also had various boxes of powder, wax etc was a cleverly designed device. It also doubled up as a satellite phone. Jenny called Commander Holt. "Agent Richards reporting sir." "All good agent? Any trouble settling in? Anyone suspicious?" Jenny thought for a moment. "No, sir. I am behaving exactly Mrs Johnson used to do." "Great. Any progress on the investigation? Did you find any clue?" "No. Sir. I realized, we knew very little about Mrs Johnson. I am spending the almost the whole day in living like her. It is ..." Commander Holt understood Jenny better than most. He sighed and said, "I understand girl. But it is a difficult mission that you chose. You are our only hope, Jenny. Do your best. This country depends on you." Her chest swelling with pride, Jenny blurts out," Sir, yes sir. I will make you proud sir." "That’s the spirit agent Richards. Good luck" Disconnecting the call, Jenny decided to put more efforts in fulfilling the mission. She finally went to sleep with a smile on her face.