Chapter 1
Vanessa Storm's eyes were huge with wonder as she toured the phenomenon known as the Internet. A procession of menus led her from one screen to the next, offering a wealth of information by the keystroke or mouse click.
As a secret agent for the Female Undercover Ring, otherwise known as F.U.R., she seldom had opportunity to explore cyberspace. Normally, she nabbed international jewel thieves, obstructed the sale of nuclear weapons or put counterfeit money producers out of business.
The government, however, always promoted the use of that medium as a means of dispatching vital messages. It protected them through encryption, which required the input of confidential passwords before its contents could be read.
Vanessa sat before a high-powered computer with a handsome technician to guide her. Dave Rossow had been assigned to teach her the fundamentals. Vanessa had no knowledge of the medium or its assortment of terms, such as the "Wide World Web," "e-mail," "gateways" and "hypertext." Although immersed in her tour, she couldn't help noticing how cute he was. She divided her attention between the colorful display and the tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed stud. In studying the thick, long fingers at the keyboard, she experienced a surge of desire.
Vanessa caught his eye, too. Mounds of fiery red hair framed beautifully sculpted features. She had dazzling green eyes, luscious red lips and high cheekbones. Her huge tits, jutting over her lap, tapered to a tiny waist and narrow hips. Of average height, she exuded a sexiness men couldn't resist. Trained professionals such as Dave found their concentration impaired by her set of curves.
"Always type in lower case," Dave advised, "when sending a message. Devout Internet users define the use of capital letters as shouting. They will often overload the offender's mailbox with e-mail, called 'flaming', as a consequence. That would result in kicking you out of the Internet."
Vanessa shook her head. "I pity the novice."
Dave chuckled. "Barring an understandable mistake such as that, it's an exciting mode of communication, and quickly becoming a world standard."
"I see you're coming along with your lessons," Rebecca Smith observed, joining them. Rebecca orchestrated many assignments for F.U.R. agents. The voluptuous blonde had scheduled Dave as Vanessa's tutor and monitored her progress.
"She knows how to use the Web Browser and gather information," Dave reported. "I'd say you could turn her loose."
"Excellent." Rebecca perched herself on the edge of the table, brushing Vanessa's thigh. Rebecca's azure pupils locked with hers. "I believe you're prepared to take on B.O.N.E."
B.O.N.E., or Brotherhood of Nefarious Enterprises, was an organization F.U.R. closely watched. Its members regularly launched diabolical schemes that were deemed hopeless for the CIA or FBI. Vanessa, having battled several of their operatives in the past, was easily qualified.
Rebecca's smile stirred Vanessa. She'd always thought the voluptuous blonde a delicious package. Her lust fluctuated between the hunky technician and the stacked coordinator. "You might have wondered why the Internet has figured so prominently into your new assignment."
"I've been curious," Vanessa admitted.
"B.O.N.E. has been blackmailing several large corporations for the past few months. Their team of technical wizards developed a program that penetrates the various password levels to their databases. By infiltrating them, they have the power to access restricted information. Their secrets can be sold to the highest bidder."
Vanessa shrugged. "Why don't they beef up security?"
"They've tried, but B.O.N.E. has outfoxed them. Even worse, they produced a virus that can be transmitted via electronic mail without detection. The most sophisticated virus-protection filters can't seem to recognize it. Those unwilling to pay have been subject to contamination. This isn't an ordinary virus. It not only destroys their database, but infects the circuitry of their computer networks. They've trashed millions of dollars in equipment."
Vanessa let out a whistle. "Nasty."
"With knowledge of that magnitude in their grasp, they could bring virtually every government to its knees. Locations of nuclear weapons, classified files, and the like would be at their disposal. We believe they have even mastered the skill of altering records, which in itself, could be devastating. Their operation must be halted."
"It's rather amazing that they've defeated every conceivable password mechanism," Vanessa pondered. "They must possess extraordinary expertise."
"Uncovering and ending that aspect to their stratagem is your objective. Thus far, B.O.N.E. has targeted Big Business. We believe they will expand into governmental control. We need someone of your talent to crack this case."
Vanessa smiled. "I'm flattered you selected me. It's an honor to represent such an important cause."
"You've succeeded where others failed. It seems natural to select you from the list of candidates. Your beauty and resourcefulness have been a winning combination in the past. We're convinced of its necessity to crush B.O.N.E." Rebecca scanned her succulent body. The striking blonde did not disguise her attraction. "I can understand the nature of the enemy's weakness."
Rebecca's blatancy set her pulse in motion. Vanessa stirred in her seat, envisioned her pussy in that blonde's mouth. Vanessa's lust did not discriminate between the genders. During a mission, seducing a female opponent could be crucial. She enjoyed women in addition to men. Typically, the rougher sex held greater appeal. For the sake of variety, however, she occasionally crossed over to women.
Dave's thigh pressed hers under the table. Vanessa sensed his feedback to Rebecca's thirst. A woman's perceptible craving could inflame a man.
Vanessa assumed they had heard delicious rumors about her. Her explicitly documented achievements were accessible in F.U.R.'s history files. F.U.R. maintained graphic details of every mission, including its sexual aspects. Given their raw expressions, Rebecca and Dave must have recently digested some steamy passages.
They were the sole occupants of the computer room. The bustle of F.U.R. headquarters did not preclude a sudden intruder. Vanessa was notorious for instigating mischief. The soul of spontaneity, she initiated sex without much contemplation.
The tension culminated into a surge of unchained passion. They temporarily shelved the gravity of the mission in favor of their burgeoning lust.
Vanessa rose from the chair just as Rebecca descended upon her. The blonde's thumbs slid under the straps of her tight fitting top. Vanessa could feel her hot breath fanning over her cleavage. Her nipples appeared pink and enticing. Rebecca's mouth went over one.
Vanessa moaned as she lashed it. "Oh, yeah."
Dave stood behind her. Cupping her mound, he dragged her to his crotch. Vanessa shivered at the press of his boner. It dug into the crack of her ass. Holding her fast, he rotated his hips. That swollen cock ground into her susceptible flesh.
Rebecca was on her knees, yanking down Vanessa's shorts. Damp, red pubes curled in her face. She kissed the feathery hair, then opened the moist folds. Slowly, she traced the borders of Vanessa's cunt lips. Her tongue slowly inched into its pink center.
Vanessa closed her eyes. Rebecca probed her crevice, scooping its honey. She had no choice but to yield to that wiggling tongue. It caressed her pussy. Her wiggling tip dispensed bubbles that popped on her tremulous walls. Each exhaustive sweep saw the removal of that foam with her mingled juices.
Dave brought Vanessa's hand over the bulge in his pants. Vanessa enveloped that rigid swell. She trembled from the heat it emanated. Enclosing her hand, he coaxed her to stroke his thing. Her palm rubbed against it.
None of them could stand it a second longer. The weight of their desire propelled them to the floor. The carpeting wasn't entirely comfortable, but it allowed for an efficient arrangement.
Rebecca went down on Vanessa. That nectar-rich pussy entered her mouth. Her lips rippled over her sodden flesh, sucking its juices. Vanessa moaned from her silken whips. Rebecca explored her quivering depths, giving rise to Vanessa's prolonged gasps. Her lavish licks urged an uninterrupted flow.
Propping his back to the desk, Dave observed Vanessa's approaching tongue. His cock jutted, thick and tall, from his pants. He prepared for her initial dart. She descended upon his bulbous cockhead. A light dab of saliva touched his velvet skin.
An observable fluctuation in Dave's breathing resulted. Vanessa waited until his shiver passed. During that time, Rebecca whisked over her clit. She clenched her teeth as she dragged her serpentine tip from one delicate spot to the other. Rebecca used precision. Each curl brought dazing delight.
Vanessa returned to Dave. She orbited the jutting rim of his bloated crown. He pulsated in her grip. Gently, she massaged him. She tugged that taut skin over the network of veins. He stiffened to a heightened degree. His bone-solid dick curved through her fist.
Dave's chest expanded and contracted. He groaned from her manipulation.
Meanwhile, Rebecca pursued her enlarged clit. She smothered that firm dot with sloppy kisses. Vanessa throbbed against her lips. She licked her button, producing an abundance of tart seepage. Rebecca lapped her outpouring joy. She thumbed the stretched cunt lips, squeezing the moisture from them. Tightly drawing her folds, Rebecca thrashed Vanessa's burning clit.
Dave's cock blurred. Vanessa could scarcely keep sight of it without that flood of delicious chills running through her body. Upon regaining her presence of mind, she resumed the job of satisfying Dave. She pulled on that inflexible mass, mustering his grunt. His hard-on screamed for more tongue.
Dave's shirt was unbuttoned. Those enhanced abdominals flexed at her flickering tongue. She fondled its muscular definition before latching onto his inflamed member.
Her veering tongue tip hooked the hefty ridge of his domed head before her hot, sucking lips took over. She drew powerfully on his rigid cock.
Dave groaned from her slick embrace. Elevating his hips, he thrust into her mouth. He craved her pleasing swirls. His hand went over her head and pushed down. She took more cock. His lips curved with contentment. Her tongue delivered hot, wriggling love. His salty heat enveloped her. She wove up and down his length, absorbing that tasty cock. Each descent ended with a fluttering sweep.
Dave trembled as she increased her intake. She studied his expression while mouthing him. He fluctuated between bliss and agony. He battled to keep his eyes open every second he was buried in her face. His dick emerged from her slobbering embrace, wet with spit. Her lips swooped over that section, cleaning her bubbly evidence. She swerved up and down his length, granting pleasure.
He watched his dick disappear into that red ring. Her tongue compressed him before he hit the roof of her mouth. Hot air filtered around his cock. Again, he yielded to her hungry pull. He groaned from her fierce suck. She navigated him into her throat. She ran her tip back and forth over the protruding vein of his underside. That to and fro movement spurred him to cum. Only by a thin margin did he refrain from exploding.
Vanessa watched him flash white teeth, then gasp.
"Oh, yeah," he whispered, arrested by her brutal suck. "Don't stop."
Rebecca's gliding tip hindered Vanessa from fully driving him out of his mind. She could not escape its determined path. Her pussy oozed with desire. Rebecca eagerly consumed her juices after whipping her clit into a frenzy.
Vanessa wrapped her legs around her head. Her heels dug into her back. Rebecca's blonde mane spilled over her lap. Flipping it over her shoulder, she permitted Vanessa to view her oral feast.
While torturing her with some lingering slurps, she inserted a finger into Vanessa's sticky cunt. In and out it swooped, providing a new thrill. Vanessa whimpered. She loved being pumped by Rebecca's unrelenting digit. Her tongue never deserted her clit. She licked that pulsing button while finger-fucking her.
Perspiration formed at Vanessa's temple. She was close to cumming.
Dave rotated his hips to vary Vanessa's mouthfuls. She sealed his cock in a layer of foamy spit. He quivered beneath the crackling froth. After it dissolved, he was left with a glistening sheen.
"Mmmmm," she huskily murmured, tracing the veins on his upstanding shaft. The strain of his excitement projected them. Her saliva gave him a shiny glaze. After notably moistening that section, she dipped to his balls. She offered that taut pouch with foam spittle. Her slurps brought ticklish delight that evolved into guttural bliss.
"Yeah, baby," he muttered, writhing from her persistence. "Lick them. Use your tongue to make them wet."
Rebecca shivered at Vanessa's oral artistry. She fantasized having that tongue making sweet love to her pussy. It made her lick Vanessa harder. Vanessa shivered as her tongue went nonstop for several rapturous moments. It revolved around her clit before launching an attack. Her finger plunged into those hot loins, eliciting a gasp. In and out of that squishy hole her digit went. More of Vanessa's woman flavor trickled onto her scurrying tip. Her silken thighs brushed Rebecca's cheeks.
Cupping Rebecca's head, Vanessa humped her face. She held her fast. "Oh, yeah," she sobbed, pushing her cunt into Rebecca's mouth. "Swallow it."
Rebecca breathlessly obliged. Vanessa's saturated membranes melted in her mouth. She downed that batch of honey.
Rebecca's rubbing lips and throttling tongue made Vanessa moan. Electricity flowed from her clit massage. Rebecca's bobbing head twisted in her grip. She couldn't maintain her concentration with Dave and endure Rebecca's oral jolt.
Orgasm seized Vanessa. She thrashed against Rebecca's trained tongue, unable to shake its wiggle. It snapped at her vibrating button, sending Vanessa into orbit.
Vanessa's fingers tensed around Rebecca's head. A sweet dizziness overtook her. Rebecca's lips would not detach, no matter how fiercely she squirmed. Her clit continued to receive its swirling torture.
Dave's cock stood at a pulsating height. He languished from inattention. His fingers coiled around it, nursing the wild beat Vanessa engendered. He was painfully hard, aching to cum.
Smiling, Vanessa raised her tits. The plump nipples were aimed with effect. Those warm, clinging breasts surrounded his big dick. He gasped while tucked in her luscious cleavage.
"Yeah," he grunted.
Tightly enfolding him, Vanessa began her pleasuring stroke. She worked her hugging boobs up and down his length, drawing his choked gasps. His bloated crown emerged from her fleshy groove. Vanessa exacerbated his excitement with some intermittent licks. His cum slit emitted a thick pearl of jism after several tormenting lashes. Parched for his manly fluid, Vanessa swallowed it.
Rebecca climbed onto his face. Her pussy settled over his mouth. Her folds divided over his mouth. "Lick away the frustration, baby."
Vanessa watched Dave's tongue extend into his pink center. Within seconds of its entry, Rebecca's lips rounded. She threw back her head and rode his mouth. She could hear his noisy consumption.
Although distracted, Dave savored Vanessa's tit embrace. The clasp of her soft flesh drove him wild. He glimpsed those distended nipples while swallowing Rebecca's tangy trickle.
Vanessa's lips encompassed his mushroomed head while her tits fucked him. His shaft slid through her sweaty groove, receiving pleasurable friction. She bound it tightly, pressing her satiny flesh to its conglomeration of veins. She sustained the momentum, wanting to drink his cum.
Rebecca's eyes fell on her. "Fuck him with those tits," she gasped, lifting and dropping herself on Dave's gulping expression. "Faster. Oh, yeah, faster."
Vanessa could tell he was about to shoot. His pulsations, compounded by Rebecca's feverish ride, led to that conclusion. "Do it. Jizz me. Squirt all over my tits. Cum on, baby. Splatter me."
The aroma of cunt, linked with Vanessa's manipulation, sent Dave over the edge. His tongue froze seconds before he spasmed. Rebecca's moist snatch went back and forth, seeking his lazy tip. His groans were muffled by hot squish. Bearing down, she pushed juicy pulp into his mouth.
Vanessa moaned as his jism splashed her nipples. She alternated her position so that he spent himself evenly over her heated flesh. She took him in her fist and milked the last gooey drops. She smeared his ejaculate over her rock-hard nipples. That hot, sticky substance glazed her flesh.
Rebecca whimpered, shifting on his face. Despite his bewilderment, Dave managed to get her off. He darted at the quivering flesh that filled his mouth. She didn't need much. Madly rotating her hips, Rebecca peaked. Her gush of happiness went down his throat.
Vanessa luxuriously stretched her limbs. "Fun's over, gang. It's time to kick some ass."