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Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old or older. Erin Delacorte was used to blonde being like a ghost, sneaking in and out of people's lives without leaving so much as a footprint. Not that it mattered, because there was no ‘real her’ to leave behind. She is a member of the FBI’s Counterintelligence team; more specifically a part of the elite Intelligence Detection and Retrieval (IDR) team. She was anyone she wanted or needed to be; depending on her task. Her job is to glean information from specific targets without them being aware of her intentions. Erin is such a beautiful and charming woman that men didn’t hesitate to grant her every wish, and that made her stockings job easier. She is, without doubt, a stunningly beautiful woman at 5’ 7", 128 lbs., Green eyes, Big Tits and blonde hair; worn in a loose pony-tail. Every member of the IDR team was hand-picked based on their appearance, charisma, and ability to persuade. Erin stepped off the subway and made her way through the morning rush crowd to the Jacob K. Javits Federal Building in Manhattan. A couple of her colleagues admiringly responded as she passed them, a silent congratulation for the fifteen people from Manhattan and Brooklyn that were saved by big ass her last Intelligence retrieval. The information she retrieved from her previous target turned out to be invaluable in protecting those individuals. Erin’s pony-tail swayed back and forth as she waltzed through the doorway of her small cubicle and sat down at her cluttered workspace. She re-adjusted the height of her chair and fussed under her breath, “Sean...only he would come into my cubicle and feel free to change things around on my desk." Erin silently cussed Sean under her breath for making a mess of the files on her desk and skimmed through them trying to Big Boobs re-establish some kind of order. Within minutes of her arrival at her office, Sean himself stomped in unannounced. He threw his jacket over an armchair and sat down with an angry scowl on his face. “What’s wrong?” She asked her colleague and a good friend. Well, best friend, actually. But she felt revealing that would just inflate his already sizable ego. Sean huffed and dramatically crossed his arms across his chest. Shaking his head from side to side, he sighed, “I was sent on an assignment to seduce a young woman and to get some highly important information, but she rejected all my approaches.” He looked hurt and frustrated. “All of them! Every goddamn fucking sexual advancement I tried fell flat,” he continued. "I used every trick in the book, and she didn't fall for a single one." Erin found that surprising because Sean was a really great-looking guy; young, athletic and loaded with sex appeal. Few women could resist his charm and good looks. Erin and Sean had been on a couple of dates together when she first transferred into the Bureau’s counterintelligence division, but there were no fireworks or magic between them, so they just decided to be good friends with occasional benefits. She understood why he was upset because no one ever said no to Sean’s charm. He had the highest success rate of all the male members of their IDR team. “I don’t get it,” Sean whined, “I did everything by the book. I was gracious and charming and nice and patient, and I'm good looking and, and..," he trailed off, lost in his frustrated rambling. "No, dad," Newlyn replied flatly. But just as I was paying for dinner I got a call from Katie. I guess it was because of my age (62) and because I asked to be edged to the strongest orgasm possible. “What up the bum do you mean?” The door opened just enough to fit my frame in as the driver bent over, licked my head and sucked me into her mouth. I started to touch her lips, and to lightly rub and trace my fingers along the length of her. “Impale me. Stab…” then she gave a little cry of excitement and caught her breath. Each time she pressed deep in my ass the harness pressed on her clit bringing her to the point of orgasm. I did, and wondered what Big Boobs the men must be thinking as I put on the boys clothes. "Jodi stockings and Kristin are coming big ass over...I think we need to make this a 4 some...and while normally I wouldn't...I am giving in...because it is me that made you..." Saliva dribbled out of the corners of her mouth as she took more and more of my throbbing member in-and-out of her mouth. “Only one. We Big Tits would like to do business with you, sir. The face of the first one is familiar. However, seeing as life is too short and my responsibilities towards my son and daughter have been fulfilled, I finally have the chance to enjoy my life the way I want to... “Whoa,” she said, “what the fuck is going on here?” And I would save my family. Laura just knelt there for a moment, holding back tears. This second (this) story is a bit more kinky (not extreme, no torture or pain) and best described as “Female-domination with forced male bi-sexual act”. He slides it in more. Now let's get warmed up with full court layups.” After all the driving and all night fishing, I crashed on a beach mattress near their pool. She smirked crookedly at me, letting the links cascade from her gloved hand until she grasped the loop at the end. She grinned and watched him go before looking down at the phone in her hand, typing out a short innocent caption, ‘The fan you all saw me with before is just a fan, but a talented one! At this rate they'd be hunting for ships with the new signal longer than those still lost. She reached back into the bag and started shuffling through her belongings. I felt the pressure of the injection, the sublimation of aphrodisiac in my loins, and my cock engorged with blood, curving backward as it rose. blonde “Hold that,” she says with a sly smile, and then buries her fangs into my thigh. She was standing there watching us with her mouth wide open, her eyes wide open and her hands up like she was she was way shocked. "May I walk mistress?" You have been telling me to loosen up and relax, but I learned that on my own with my toy.