Chapter 7
Dan Ragowski let out a resounding groan as he buried himself between Crystal's luscious butt cheeks. The young woman shoved her snatch to him, pleading for more. He wiped the sweat from his brow and gazed at his cock protruding from those aggravated pussy lips. The intense rubbing deepened their shade of pink while distending her otherwise tight folds. To her left, Stephanie moaned, her cunthole also looking well-fucked. It had just spent five uninterrupted minutes in a tug-of-war with his thick, penetrating shaft.
He was more than either of them could individually handle.
"Oh wow," Crystal whimpered, clutching a pillow to her breasts. He glimpsed her fanciful smile. Those blue eyes watered, and her red lips rippled. She flung back her blonde mane, gulping air. "I love it. Keep going."
Dan pushed, smashing his balls to her quivering rump. Crystal met him with a throaty sob.
Those cuntal walls adamantly gripped him. She seized his cock with all her might, smothering it her piercing warmth while getting the most from its hardness. He cupped her mound and dragged her flush with his groin. Into that soft crack, he drove, clinching his deep-seated connection. Every conceivable bit went into her.
Crystal's lips rounded as she accommodated that thriving mass. "Yes, baby. Yes."
"Now me!" Stephanie whined. "Put it back inside me!"
Dan pumped Crystal a while longer, giving her something sweet to remember, then transferred his cock to the other woman. Stephanie moaned when he plunged back into her pussy, while Crystal wept from the appreciable void he left. He fucked Stephanie hard, making a solid delivery. She loved every grinding second.
"Oh, my God," Stephanie panted, her thoughts askew from those hammering thrusts.
Crystal held her butt to him, expecting more. He fulfilled that whim by abruptly pulling out of Stephanie and cramming his way into those compact buns.
"Oh, yeah," she purred. "It feels so good."
Stephanie bit her bottom lip and nursed her tender snatch with her hand. His vacancy apparently plagued her. Crystal brightened as he entered her, but he soon wiped that smile off her face as he rammed those mouth-watering crescents.
Both pussies were equally tight. He couldn't decide which offered more friction. Doggie-style offered him choice and convenience. He swapped one chick for the other, relishing the change in binding. Both were designed for pleasure, feverishly yanking on his cock.
The women's demands increased. He satisfied them to the best of his ability. For a man of forty-four catering to the conditions of twenty-one year old chicks, he performed admirably. Each had her share of dick.
He plunged himself back into the juicy fray. Their session culminated in a breathtaking climax. Stephanie's arms surrounded him while he pumped Crystal. She hugged him to her lush, naked body and pressed her lips to his. Her nipples wildly throbbed against his chest. At that instant, Crystal disengaged her cunt from his juicy cock and began sucking it. He filled Stephanie's mouth with his tongue and Crystal's with his dick. For several heart-pounding seconds, they were linked. Dan could feel the jism boiling in his nuts, but before shooting, turned the tables on his lovely tormentors. Pulling out of Crystal's mouth, he cupped Stephanie's head and stuffed himself into her face, replacing his tongue with his cock. He Frenched a confused Crystal while he spurted his creamy fluid within Stephanie's warm cheeks. Stephanie, somewhat dazed, drank his cum.
The chicks squealed from his clever switch.
Dan took a few minutes to collect himself. He was partially disappointed in his lack of progress in finding Vanessa Storm. Precious days flew by without a payoff. M.E.A.T. committed resources to her, but were at the verge of resignation. He kept tabs on the teams dispatched throughout the country, upturning every stone. They combed the roughest terrain and emerged empty-handed. Nothing telling had surfaced, deepening his frustration.
Dan was personally dissatisfied with the amount of time he dedicated to her pursuit. There had altogether been too much sex and not enough headway. The chicks helped take the edge off, for which he was grateful, but they nonetheless prevented him from accomplishing his goal. He resolved to seriously renew his search.
The last thing M.E.A.T. managed to achieve was using a homing device for detection of Misty Worth's car. By zeroing in on it, they had stumbled onto an approximate locale of Vanessa's hiding place. That area needed to be fully explored.
"Whew," he muttered, gently nudging them away. "You chicks are wearing me out."
Stephanie's stroked his semi-erect member.
"I doubt that's going to happen."
"How about a new game?" Crystal coyly asked.
"Game?" Dan echoed. "I've got work to do."
"Come on, don't spoil our fun." She retrieved a pair of handcuffs from the nightstand.
Their clink raised his brow. "Where in the world did you get those?"
"A trick shop," Crystal explained with a smirk. "A secret catch releases them, but you have to figure out where. How about it, lover? Indulge us, please."
Dan chuckled. The thought of two slips of women restraining him revived his lust. Though conscious of the pressing duties, he couldn't resist. "All right, but after this next romp, I've got some business to take care of."
The chicks giggled. "Deal."
Dan lay back on the bed, propping his head on the pillow and submitting. Crystal secured his wrists to the brass headboard. He grinned as her sumptuous tits hung over his face and tried licking her nipples. Crystal, laughing, dodged his reach.
"You know," he surmised, "you chicks have too much time on your hands. Holing yourselves here all day has created severe boredom. Perhaps if you got jobs-"
"But we do work," Stephanie insisted.
"Oh?" he quipped. "Selling marital aides at home demonstrations?"
"Didn't we tell you?" Crystal snickered. "We're employed by B.O.N.E."
Dan froze. He distinguished a sinister quality in her otherwise melodious voice.
High heels noisily clicked outside the room. The sound grew louder, then a knockout brunette he'd never seen before strutted through the door. Her skintight uniform left nothing to the imagination. Her breasts jutted, her waist narrowed and her hips curved. She bestowed him what he perceived was a wicked smile. Her emerald eyes flickered over his naked body. She glanced at his upright cock, then digested his perplexed look.
"Well done, ladies," she graciously complimented. "I believe you have properly disadvantaged him."
"Who are you?" Dan asked, maintaining an even tone.
"Morgana. No last name. We'll leave it at that."
"The boss from B.O.N.E., eh?" Dan refused to show them fear. Instead, he projected utter confidence. "Nice meeting you."
Morgana's tight smile held. "You've always been a cocky guy, Mr. Ragowski. Your reputation proceeds you. Since we're on a first name basis, I'll address you as Dan."
"Make yourself at home, doll. I'm obviously not going anywhere." He casually rattled his manacles against the brass rails.
"Time is at a premium, Dan. I'd appreciate your briefing me on the strides M.E.A.T. has made in tracking down Vanessa Storm."
"You're after her, too?"
"She's not my primary concern. My interests lie in her traveling companion, Jon Monroe."
What planet was she on? Did she think a lousy pair of handcuffs and those sexy chicks breathing all over him would break him? Crystal and Stephanie's involvement further mystified him. He found it difficult to buy that those cunning young ladies had forged an alliance with that corrupt agency. He stubbornly opposed Morgana's feline charms. "I wish I could help you, doll, but as you can see, I'm tied up."
Morgana's beaming countenance faded. "Don't challenge me. I can be a nasty bitch when provoked."
Dan held his ground. "Believe me, doll, I've faced worse."
Morgana whipped out a metal object. "You leave me no choice." She lowered it to his bare chest. A spark crackled and Dan, howling in pain, arched from the bed. The handcuffs prevented him from flying off. He slammed to the mattress, his features twisted.
The women panicked. "Oh, my God."
Morgana quickly offered reassurance. "Not to worry, dears, I haven't hurt him. That simply took the wind out of his sails and will ensure his cooperation."
Dan shuddered and erupted into a fierce sweat. His confidence gone, he was consumed by a raging fever. He gritted his teeth while grappling with a sensation that burned through his veins.
Morgana exhibited the item before his cold and damp face. "That's the Mind Zapper, our newest brainchild. Don't bother trying to combat its searing effect. I guarantee, it won't physically harm you."
Dan groaned. He'd deftly sidestepped those slave discs that they'd stuck on people's foreheads, yet was outwitted by a bunch of foxy females. His knees shot up as the shock ran its course. His brain felt as though it had been set on fire.
Morgana extended no sympathy to Dan as the charge she issued did its work. Although powerful, he couldn't dispute the decay to his armor. The Mind Zapper was one hundred percent effective.
She ruminated over the separate outcomes of those who had been subjected to it. Greg Newton was privately convalescing in the Antarctica compound. He had no recollection of Morgana's attack, nor his exposure to the mind-scrambling instrument.
Allan Black and Dave Rossow were written off by their respective companies as mentally wasted. Their precious blueprints missing from the vault had created abject disappointment. Without setting those crucial plans in motion, the stock suffered poor market performance and plummeted. Since no provision to retain them existed in the body of their agreement, the company put them out to pasture.
Dan Ragowski would be the latest casualty.
The handcuffs clanged against the brass rail. Dan futilely struggled. After a last-ditch battle, his thighs fell apart and his shackled wrists went limp.
The women, whimpering, watched him succumb.
Morgana, oblivious to his exuding perspiration, climbed on top of him and sat on his lap. Her profile was a mere inch from his. "Tell me everything, baby," she murmured. "You mustn't eliminate a single item."
The truth sprang from Dan's tongue in fragments. Once prompted, he supplied her the details she sought. He divulged the ongoing effort to find Vanessa Storm. He mentioned the homing device that established the location of Misty Worth's car and M.E.A.T.'s suspicions of Jon Monroe taking her hostage. He furnished Morgana the exact coordinates, as they had been relayed to him. Although the vehicle had since been moved, they suggested a point of reference.
That sufficed Morgana's needs.
Morgana sat vertically and absently massaged his cock. He'd stayed hard through his ordeal. "Hmmmm. He's a wonderful size, isn't he, ladies?"
"Don't get too heated up," Crystal advised. "He fucked us a few times. I don't think he could go another round."
Her slender fingers curved around his thick shaft. "You're obviously not acquainted with the Mind Zapper's side effect."
Originally, Morgana hadn't contemplated an erotic respite with Dan. His subjugation completed, she could have gone forward. Those rugged features, however, pierced her resolve. She wasn't in such a hurry to leave, but rather open to explore the possibilities.
Reaching behind, she pulled down the zipper of her tight outfit. Her big tits sprang out, the nipples perpetually swollen. She wore nothing beneath her costume-not even panties.
Dan, barely conscious, observed Morgana's striptease with a thumping heartbeat. The woman excited the hell out of him. His dick was like rock, standing straight. He wanted to jump her bones, big-time.
He preserved no memory of the metal weapon she brandished. The last stages of the Mind Zapper erased his traumatic experience. He didn't even ponder why he was manacled to the brass grill. Simply getting inside Morgana dominated his mind.
Morgana chucked her duds, then elevated her moist pussy. She could feel the heat rise from Dan's cock. She unlocked her sodden flaps with his plump head. That blunt end detached her sticky lips. Holding him by the base, she impaled herself.
"Yes," she sighed, feeling him fill her up. He soared through her middle, big and hard. Laying over him, she cupped the back of his head and steered him to her lips. They kissed passionately, with tongue, while her hips snapped.
Dan's pulse raced. Adrenaline shot through his body as those nipples stabbed his glistening chest. Morgana packed him in tight, wet cunt. Digging his heels into the mattress, he pushed all he could into that hugging pussy. His balls pressed her quivering ass.
Morgana broke free of his kiss and dragged air. Her emerald eyes glazed over. "That feels so good."
Their flesh slapped as they bounced. Morgana took him in large swings, savoring his slick movement. His dick slid high into her, burrowing into her hole. She curved her back, deriving satisfaction from a lazier pace. Going fast, then slow, was an exercise in endurance.
"Fuck me," Dan ordered, submitting to the slippery glove that tightened, then released. Her grip on him curled his toes. Those immense boobs bounced in front of him, screaming for a suck. His indisposed wrists began to frustrate him. He wanted to tame that anxious butt with his hands and pound himself upward. "Fuck me good."
Morgana complied. She hadn't had someone as enormous as Dan for quite some time. She appreciated a man of his thrilling mass. Overall, a big one felt best.
Crystal grew crazed from the humping. Listening to Morgana and Dan was sheer agony. She heard Dan's cock go into her pussy. That moist reception tortured her. She longed to join them.
Stephanie strode toward her with a dildo strapped over her mound. The rubber apparatus, of grotesque measure, protruded from her groin. Apparently, Morgana's moaning propelled her to fetch the contraption. She thumbed it, then said, "I'm gonna fuck you, girlfriend."
Crystal purred. "Mmmmm. Let's go."
They claimed another area of the bed. Stephanie mounted her. Crystal clung to her, writhing against the dildo. Their tongues played for a moment while their flesh heatedly pressed. Crystal opened her legs for that rubber thing while Stephanie took aim. Crystal guided her, then whimpered as it descended into her sodden cunt.
"Yes!" Crystal sobbed.
Stephanie could feel her tension as she pushed. The end of the dildo smashed her groin and bombarded her with waves of pleasure. Passionately embracing Crystal, she slowly pumped her. "Yeah," Stephanie murmured. "Take it, baby. Take it."
Crystal shifted beneath her, gasping. She admitted to the lush sensation it produced. "More. Please. More."
Dan watched the chicks fuck while Morgana rode him. He could hardly ignore their joyous cries while that pussy slid up and down his cock. The brunette sitting on him was absolutely delectable. Her pussy sucked him to the balls. The sight of Stephanie feeding it to Crystal made him breathe harder.
Morgana, glancing at the young ladies, smirked. "That turns you on, doesn't it?"
Locking eyes with her, he nodded.
She held his stare, then sank on him, moaning. Dan gave her so much. Fucking him was hot. Sweat showered his muscular form. Seeing him handcuffed, defeated by her slippery cunt, accentuated to her enjoyment.
Dan gazed at Stephanie. The svelte brunette seemed so determined to make Crystal cum.
Her compact butt moved with purpose. She pushed the dildo far into Crystal. The end of the rubber device delved into her mound, and presumably her clit. The blonde's face mirrored ecstasy. Her lips quivered from each penetrating thrust. They stared intently at each other, as though sharing a special moment.
Dan lost it. He exploded inside Morgana. Her pussy shrank around him and wrung ever drop he yielded. Howling, he shot his load into those squishy layers.
Morgana came fast. She didn't need much more of that monster. Her cunt stroked that bone-solid mass throughout his spurting. Her chin went high during that hot turbulence.
"Yeah," she cried, riding out the thrill. "Oh, yeah."
Crystal and Stephanie's orgasm reverberated, too.
Exhausted by Morgana's furious snatch, Dan passed out. The gratification was too great to digest.
Morgana, perched on him, ran her fingers through her hair. She was hesitant to dismount him and make the separation. Dan felt so good inside her, and besides, he stayed rigid. Several of her best remembered sessions had been spoiled when her lover had been useless afterwards. She was inclined to believe Dan could still go a few more rounds, doing them all to their satisfaction.
"What are we going to do with him?" Stephanie fretted.
"Yeah," Crystal chimed, regarding his unconscious form.
Morgana shrugged. "I'd love to make him my sex toy, but my plate is rather full. The Mind Zapper has tamed him. Why not do with him as you wish, ladies? He's my present to you."
Crystal and Stephanie cheered.