Undercover Operations (Patreon)

Kim Possible has been on my list of things to write about for a very long time. I may have done some stuff with her in the past but I don't think it was ever posted anywhere. I'm glad Patreon has been such a useful vehicle for me to run through that list and start doing the shit I've been thinking about for ages. So thanks for making that happen guys! And enjoy Ms. Possible getting dicked all up and down lol

Little by little Middleton lit up as the sun finally vanished behind the mountains and another warm summer night fell over the town. Leaning casually beneath a streetlight as it flickered to life was an orange haired young woman playfully sucking on a lollipop. One of her black, stiletto heels was resting against the rusted metal base while the other was stretched invitingly out towards the street. Fishnet stockings covered her pale legs all the way up to a slutty purple mini skirt that barely covered a fraction of her creamy thighs. The straps of her thong rode high on her curvy hips while the lacy patch of fabric that obscured her sex and the plump pair of buttocks split by the cord were just the tiniest bit visible. A low cut, midriff baring tube top pulled attention up her smoothly muscled belly to the modest but still alluring cleavage bursting out from the tight bra hidden beneath. Thick black eyeliner surrounded her intelligent green eyes and deep crimson makeup adorned her full lips. No other makeup covered her alabaster face save a light dusting of blush across her cheeks. 

Tossing her hair over her shoulder and smiling at the cars that slowly drove past Kim Possible kept her eyes peeled for person she'd been tasked with seducing. For three nights she'd been staking out the corner waiting for a certain businessman to roll up. By all accounts he had a weakness for slender, young girls with reddish orange hair. He was supposedly a regular of the area and always traveled in style yet she hadn't seen anyone matching his description once. In order to maintain her cover, and alleviate the boredom of waiting in one spot for hours on end, she'd had no other choice but to play the part of a hooker to the logical conclusion. To her continued surprise Kim found she actually enjoyed that aspect of being undercover tremendously. Dating Ron was nice but it often lacked the sexual thrills she'd grown accustomed to when single. Now with an outlet for those leanings and a morally grey justification for doing it she was free to fuck a succession of eager, desperate, lonely, and horny men to her hearts desire. She was almost to the point of not caring how long her target took to finally arrive.

Of course when that telltale limo rolled around the corner her newfound enthusiasm for undercover work still gave her a little shiver of excitement. The elongated black vehicle came to a slow stop right in front of her and the back window rolled down. The face of a middle aged, asian business man appeared and looked her up and down. He wasn't unattractive as far as many of Kim's clients were concerned and seemed in better shape than a fair number of them just by the way his crisp three piece suit looked on his slender frame. Pulling the lollipop from her mouth with a wet pop Kim sauntered up to the limousine and leaned towards her soon to be customer. She giggled coquettishly at the way his eyes lit up and the hungry smile that lit up his face as she started stroking his tie.

“Hey there handsome, you lookin for a date?” Kim asked.

“I am, how much to have for you for the night?” Mr. Sato questioned.

“I'm a hundred bucks an hour cutie!”

“So if I wanted you for the evening?”

“Ooooh, sure you can handle that?”

“Why don't we find out?” Mr. Sato grinned, “Here's twelve hundred.”

Kim took the wad of hundred dollar bills and counted them, “Well, well, well! I guess the limo isn't just for show!” She tucked the money into her cleavage and stood up, “What're we waiting for sugar?”

Mr. Sato laughed and slid over so Kim could step inside. The partition separating the decadently spacious back area from the driver seat was already up and the moment she was inside he quickly asked: “How old are you beautiful?”

Kim laughed and threw her leg over the back of the seat, flashing him her almost naked cunt beneath her skimpy mini skirt. She rubbed it through the fabric of her tight little thong and moaned, “Don't worry baby, this pussy's legal. Barely. And it's all yours for the next twelve hours.”

“Good,” he grinned, “I'm gonna get my money's worth!”

“Yeah you are!”

Instead of reaching down to unzip his slacks like she expected Mr. Sato leaned forward and pulled a large bottle of champagne and two glasses from the console in front of him. Kim pulled her leg back down and took the glass from him with a knowing look. “I won't  tell if you won't!”

“How can I say no?” Kim took a sip of the tasty liquid and lowered the glass, “I guess you're more the 'wine and dine' type huh?”

“I like to enjoy myself. I have the time and money to do so.”

“It sure seems like it!”

“And rest assured, we'll be doing plenty of fucking soon enough."

“I'll hold you to that!”

Both of them took another sip of champagne and Kim slid in nice and close to her companion. Her hand moved to his thigh and a cheeky little smile found its way onto her face. His only acknowledgement of her movements was a slight widening of his grin before drinking more champagne. She downed what was left in her glass in one sudden quaff and sidled up as close as humanly possible. Holding her emptied glass out for him to refill Kim pressed her perky tits against his arm and none too subtly squeezed his cock through his pants. As fun as the consequence free sex with strangers was it was the build up that really made her wet. All the playful flirting and touching made her more wet than fucking her boyfriend a thousand times over. The fact that she'd been waiting for Mr. Sato for quite a while made her relish the thrills even more. Her fingers slowly started groping and kneading his dick while the lipstick stained glass was lifted to her lips once again. The smallest of shudders coursed down her spine as she felt him throb a little harder against her hand.

“So Mr . . .”

“Sato. But please, leave out 'Mr'. I don't stand on formalities.”

“Of course Sato.” Kim purred, “So what kind of work are you in?”

“Oh a little of this and a little of that . . . I like to keep my portfolio varied.”

“Mmmm I bet. Does the same apply to your other interests?” She rubbed his dick a little faster for emphasis.

“Why don't you find out?” Sato asked.

For a second time Kim emptied her glass but rather than going for a third refill she set it a cup holder across from them leaned in close to Sato. Her hands skillfully unfastened his belt, opened his pants, and pulled his cock free in one practiced motion. It wasn't the biggest she'd dealt with, that honor still went to Ron surprisingly, but it had a nice thickness and would more than do the trick for the evening. As soon as it was fully exposed she slid the first few inches into her mouth with a breathy moan. He leaned back in his seat and let out a groan of satisfaction. Kim pulled both legs up onto the seat beneath her so she could properly gobble his dick, her ass swaying tantalizingly for an added bit of eye candy. She held the base of his dick with her right hand while the other slid down to her skirt and flipped up over her back so he'd have an even better view of her ass and the lacy thong keeping it 'clothed'. Sato took the bait almost immediately and while his prick disgorged a nice mouthful of precum for her to enjoy his hand slid down her supple body. For a moment she thought he was going to reach beneath her panties or grab himself a handful of her pert buttocks. Instead his hand left her body entirely and he leaned towards the side of the limo.

Ever the professional Kim dutifully kept his shaft in her mouth, even using his movements to slide a little more between her lips. She licked the underside of his member and flicked the tip with her tongue in an selfish effort to break her previous record for making a man cum. And to distract herself from whatever he was doing with his free hand while the other rested atop her head. That curiosity was answered before she could reach the base as the mechanized sound of whirring motors was accompanied by a sudden gust of fresh, warm air across her half naked ass. Kim tensed at the sudden realization, more from immediate arousal than any actual fear, and quickly slammed herself down on the rest of his dick in approval. Sato made a noise somewhere between a groan and chuckle, bringing his hand back to her backside with a soft but firm smack. Her butt jiggled appreciatively at his spanking and Kim didn't waste any time pushing it closer to the open window for all to see. Sato wasn't the first man who liked to think he owned her pussy. Luckily for him she got off on that notion almost as much as cheating on her boyfriend. Plus at a hundred dollars an hour he could indulge in almost any fantasy he wanted.

“I think these are just getting in the way . . .” He mused, his fingers sliding beneath her thong. The cord rolled off his digits and hit her flesh with a toe curling snap, “Why don't we let Middleton see what they're missing out on tonight?”

“Mmhmmm!” Kim slurped. She pulled back a few inches to take a quick breath and suck up some more precum before diving back down faster than before.

“Good!”

He pulled down her panties in one smooth movement, pushing them past her ass cheeks and halfway down her thighs. When he was satisfied and she was quivering with obvious excitement his fingers slid between her buttocks to spread them open for all to see. Though she couldn't tell for sure Kim was all but certain people were staring at her puckered asshole and glistening pussy at that very moment.  She slid as close to the open window as possible, moving so far her ass was almost hanging out of the car for all to see. Her head started bobbing up and down Sato's shaft in earnest as the thrill of being shown off like a trophy started to hit her. The limousine had come to a stop only moments before and whoever was lucky enough to have pulled up beside them was getting a front row view of her barely legal pussy. As luck would have it a sporty little four door with the windows rolled down came to a stop less than a second later. Kim heard the tired on the asphalt and Sato laugh triumphantly. A new set of eyes were drinking in her cunt. As badly as she wanted to lift her head and look she knew keeping her mouth stuffed full of cock would make it feel a thousand times dirtier. She moved as fast as she could across his length, slurping and sucking as noisily as possible so the voyeur could get a proper idea of what was happening.

The car started rolling again all too soon and presumably their audience was no longer present for the show. Though disappointed Kim focused all her attention on her sloppy blowjob. Sato's hand remained between her buttocks despite their newfound motion but rather than pushing them apart his fingers were slowly circling her asshole with a frustrating deliberateness. It was clear he wanted to plunge tow or more digits inside her backdoor but her unmitigated enthusiasm at the idea was making him drag it out. She was unable to stop herself from whimpering in irritation or pushing herself backwards to try and coax him along. When he didn't follow through Kim took a different tact and leaned away from his hand, sliding most of his prick out of her lips until only head remained. If he was gonna tease her it was only fair that she return the favor. Bringing all of her considerable oral skills to bear she focused entirely on his hypersensitive tip, her tongue dancing across it while her lips sucked with all their might. Sato instantly started to groan and his hand leapt to her ass, grabbing the soft flesh and holding on for dear life. Kim smiled and doubled her efforts. She loved how much power she had with a man's cock in her mouth. It was good to remind them of that every once in a while. Especially when they started getting a little too clever.

“I didn't think you'd make me cum before we got to my place,” Sato groaned, “Guess I might've been wrong!”

Kim released his dick with a wet smack and started stroking with both hands while smiling up at him, “You paid for the best honey. You're gonna get it. Now stop teasing and give it to me! I want everyone we pass to see you knuckle deep in my ass!”

“Of course. And speak of the devil . . .”

Squealing brakes and crunching asphalt filled the air as they came to stop at another red light. With her mouth momentarily free Kim too the opportunity to glance back and see who was getting a free show that evening. As she did Sato kept his word and roughly shoved his middle finger into her ass. It slid into her experienced hole with ease and he instantly started wriggling it quite skillfully around inside her. She moaned and paused for a moment, closing her eyes and wildly jerking him off as a not so subtle thank you for the penetration. When she recovered enough of her wits to return to her task she finally looked at the car beside them. Her heart nearly jumped out of her throat at the sight. Of all the people it could have been sitting in the lane beside them was her mother, still dressed in a lab coat with both windows rolled down. She was talking on the phone and didn't seem to have noticed what what happening mere feet away from her. But as Kim stared she watched her parent's eyes start to wander as her hands slid off the steering wheel. A rush of adrenaline fueled pleasure and fear filled her body. She wanted her mother to see her, to see what a little slut she was being in that moment. Nothing in the world seemed hotter at that point in time. But letting that particularly cat out of the bag would likely blow her cover and completely ruin the operation. Her body instinctively tightened around Sato and her hands kept moving in spite of the conflicting feelings. 

Kim's decision was made for her when, without any warning, her mother suddenly looked at them. Her eyes widened in shock and the phone fell out her slack fingers. Sato unhelpfully chose that moment to push another finger into her ass and start fingering her hard enough to make her moan. The noise escaped her lips before she could think about stopping it and to her shame Kim was even more aroused than before. She wanted to hide her face from the disbelieving stare of her mother but that would only put her right beside her companion's dick. Swallowing several times and even cracking the smallest of smiles Kim pulled a sticky hand away and waved to her mom as though they'd casually spotted each other while at the mall. A continued stare was the only response she got and after accidentally letting another moan slip she ducked back below the edge of the window. Her mouth wrapped around Sato's prick once more and she bounced along his shaft with the most enthusiasm she could muster. There was no way her mother didn't know what her only daughter was doing in that car and Kim could still feel her gaze glued to her backside. Her pussy had never been more wet in her entire life. She probably could've been fisted by Sato without any difficulty. She'd have to settle for fingering until they reached their destination.

What was left of the trip was spent in a complete daze. She didn't dare look back up after returning to her blowjob and even once the car started moving she kept herself glued to his shaft like a cock starved harlot. Even when Sato finally blew his load she barely registered it, save for a muffled gasp of approval. His spunk rushed into her mouth and she swallowed it down like a good whore. Her body was on autopilot while her mind raced. She slowly pulled back until only a small portion of his shaft was still between her lips, stroking his sticky member with one hand while the other cradled his sack to coax as much cum out of him as possible. There was no telling what her mother was going to do now that she knew Kim's secret. One of them at least. A little shiver of fear coursed down her spine at the thought of everyone knowing what she'd been doing the last few nights. But that trepidation was also met with a strangely powerful rush of excitement. Ron would be heartbroken yet the idea of him seeing her act like such an unmitigated slut made her pussy ache and her asshole squeeze Sato's finger harder than ever. As she gulped down another stranger's jizz she couldn't help but wonder if it was even worth trying to fix the situation. Random spunk and cock had been more sexually fulfilling in two days than years of monogamous relationships. Maybe she ought to embrace her inner skank and just enjoy the ride. She was already making more as a streetwalker than she ever did as a secret agent . . .

“How was that baby?” Kim asked, her mouth almost overflowing with copious amounts of cum. She continued to jerk him off even while making a little show of swallowing his seed, “It seems like you were really saving up for me!”

“That might have been worth the money alone.” He replied, “Most girls aren't comfortable with me showing them off like that!”

“I think you already know I'm not like most girls.” 

“You certainly aren't!”

Kim giggled and teasingly licked the tip of his cock. He was starting to go soft but she refused to let him wilt on her so soon afterwards. Sato wasn't the youngest of men but he had at least one more go in him before they could fall it a night. After all, what kind of hooker would she be if she only made him cum once in twelve hours? Her hand flew up and down his member as her tongue flicked across his still sensitive tip. His face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort while she knowingly pushed him right up to the edge of what his member could take. In just a few seconds his prick had started swelling up between her fingers and a small trickle of precum started to dribble out. Kim laughed and stared up at him with unmistakable 'fuck me' eyes. She was more than happy to keep blowing him until they reached his home but she was never one to shy away from a good hard dicking when the chance presented itself. He already knew just how tight her ass was and wet her pussy could get. All he had to do was say the word and both holes would be his for the taking. Perhaps they could fuck hanging out of the sun roof. Her tits could use some fresh air . . .

“It looks like we're finally here,” Sato jovially announced, instantly dashing Kim's plans, “Let's continue this upstairs.”

“Absolutely!”

She started pulling her panties up and her skirt down but was stopped by a coy look, “Who said you needed to get dressed?”

Kim's face lit up in a sultry smile and she flashed him a wink before completely removing her panties and tucking them into her purse. She lowered her mini skirt just enough to hide her naked and aroused body before sliding out of the limo. Her arm snaked comfortably around Sato's waist, her taller companion draping his own across her shoulders. The lobby of the luxurious apartment complex was mostly empty except for staff which meant they had free reign to enjoy each other however they wanted. He grinned at looked at her out of the corner of his eye as his hand cheekily slipped beneath her top to grab a handful of her perky tit. Kim let out the smallest of moans and quickly followed his lead. Her hand slid back around his waist to dive into his pocket and none too subtly start playing with his dick through the thin lining of his pocket. Unlike her he'd kept his underwear on which made it just on the tantalizing side of difficult to really get a good feel for his member. Fortunately Kim wasn't the one leading them so she could devote most, if not all of her attention to solving that little conundrum.

Things grew even more obvious when they stepped onto the elevator and Sato ramped things up to eleven in a heartbeat. They were alone save for the cameras and the moment the doors started shutting he yanked down Kim's top so hard he almost tore the fabric. Her smallish tits bounced and jiggled merrily in the open air while she gasped and smiled at him. Leaning back against the railing behind her and smiling up at the camera she started playing with her nipples while he watched approvingly. After a moment Sato stepped, pushing her up onto the handrail and spreading her legs nice and wide. His bulge brushed against her bare cunt and a little tremble of excitement coursed through her. Kim knew he wasn't going to fuck her like she wanted but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the notion a little before they had to stop. As the numbers continued to rise he groped and fondled her tits like a man who'd never seen breasts before. She grinded against his cock as much as possible, leaving a nice sticky smear across his slacks within a few seconds. The entire elevator smelled of sex and echoed with her moans and delighted giggles. What really got her off was imagining the face of the security guard watching their little show.

When that telltale ding finally arrived both of them were so horny they could barely see straight. Kim didn't cover herself in the slightest as she rushed out of the elevator with Sato in tow. He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out of the impressive foyer they'd sopped at and into the only door that wasn't an emergency exit. He pushed in a code on the security pad and a small machine scanned his eyeball while Kim made impatient little noises behind him. Several locks clicked in rapid succession and the door swung open for them. He led her into his incredibly decadent home, making a beeline straight for the kitchen. For a moment Kim thought he was going to fuck her on the marble topped island in the center but instead he grabbed a glass from the cabinet above the sink and filled it with water. He made a comment about 'heart medication' as he took a pair of small pills from a bottle beside the sink and downed them. As soon as he was done he took her hand and guided her towards the bedroom. She couldn't help but admire the sheer opulence baked into nearly everything he owned. And the strangely reserved sense of decor it was all tempered with. As they rushed by a partially closed door Kim stopped them dead in her tracks and asked him a question.

“Is that your office?”

“Yes.”

“Why don't we go in there? You can get some work done while I crawl under your desk and pick up where we left off in the car . . .”

“As tempting as that offer is there's not enough room for you under there. And I want to see your pretty face while we're having fun!”

“Sure thing cutie!” Kim grinned. She glanced out at the floor to ceiling window in the living room and looked at him, “Why don't we start there?”

Casually approaching the thick pane she pressed her tits against the glass and pushed her ass out for Sato. Her hands lifted the hem of her miniskirt up to give him a full, unobstructed view of her ass and pussy. She didn't even have time to give it a smack like she always did before Sato was upon her. With one hand he grabbed her waist, shoving her useless skirt up even higher up, and the hurriedly pulled his still hard dick from his pants. He stroked it a few times while Kim watched over her shoulder. Just as he looked about ready to put it in he instead smacked it against one of her pert ass cheeks. Both buttocks jiggled from the force of his hit and a little smear of precum was left in it's wake. Kim moaned and bit her lower lip, staring at him with admiration and frustration. Most men would have been balls deep already but his restraint was quite impressive. And completely maddening. Luckily everyone had their limits and Sato seemed to be no exception. His prick rubbed against the sopping out lips of her pussy for a split second, his intention of teasing her a little more obviously clashing with his baser instincts. In the end the instincts won and his dick glided into her waiting slit like it belonged there.

“Finally!” Kim moaned, “Now fuck me baby! Fuck me hard!"

Like all the other men she'd fucked, with the possible exception of Ron, Sato didn't hesitate for a moment to start fucking her. He didn't go at it full force right off the bat which was a nice change of pace but he still thrusted hard enough to make her body tremble from every individual push. He was no stranger to pleasing a woman as each his cock brushed against her g spot each time he pulled back and when he slammed forward he did so in the perfect way to force Kim onto the tips of her toes. He moved just a hair faster each time his dick slid balls deep inside her and before long his momentum started to grow faster than she could handle it. All the teasing and anticipation from earlier had put her in such a heightened state it was a wonder she didn't cum then and there. As he steadily built up speed one of his hands left her waist to grab a fistful of her hair. He pressed her cheek even more firmly against the window, holding her in place and forcing her to stare out over the city while she was getting railed. Which of course worked wonders for her inner exhibitionist.

It was unlikely anyone would be able to see them from the street but there were more than a few lights on in the apartments across the way. Kim could just barely make out people milling around inside their homes from that distance. Her cunt gripped his cock even harder at the prospect of multiple strangers seeing her getting rawed by a man she hardly knew. Some of them probably had a telescope and would be able to see every bead of sweat or drop of arousal glistening on her half naked body. She wanted to put on a good show for them and for the person actually paying for the privilege of using her holes but it just felt too good to finally be getting some dick after all the build up. The moans pouring out of her mouth were as real as they were understated. She couldn't quite find the wherewithal to exaggerrate them like she usually did. Sato didn't seem to mind though. If anything her softer, more innocent whimpers and gasps seemed to really work for him. His thrusts grew considerably in speed and ferocity the longer they fucked. His own groans and the wet slapping of flesh connecting drowned out any noises she might have made. Something was taking over his body and she was starting to feel like she was just along for the ride at that point. Which actually suited Kim just fine. Whenever a john decided to take matters into his own hands it meant she got to sit back and simply enjoy the thrill of consequence free sex with a stranger.

He favorite part, for a number of reasons, was always the climax. She rarely got to cum while on the job but the thrills more than made up for that shortcoming. But her companion's orgasm was always something ot behold. The men she fucked always seemed to have gone a considerable amount of time without release so when they finally found it in one of her holes it was nothing short of glorious. Sato had already blown his load once but that didn't seem to diminish his eagerness for another go inside her pussy. And when he finally buried his prick inside her slit and emptied his balls it was clear he hadn't lost any of his potency or quantity because of that first time either. Thick, creamy spurts of fresh cum poured into her slit faster than she could react to them. After the first jet drenched her inner walls in viscous material Sato resumed thrusting, no doubt in response to way her pussy suddenly tightened from the pleasurable sensations filling it. His movements only slightly matched up with the constant throbbing of his dick but Kim didn't mind. The fact that he managed to move at all while still unloading such a delicious amount of spunk inside her was enough to make her knees tremble. It wasn't until he'd finally stopped filling her with cum but his thrusting continued unabated that she started to learn just how capable her seemingly banal partner was.

It was around then that Kim realized Mr. Sato was no ordinary man. Or rather it was no ordinary heart medication that he'd taken. Slowly but surely over the next few hours he transformed from the relatively plain but charismatic business man she'd met initially met into what could only be described as some sort of sexual maniac. Every time he came it was with a volume and strength comparable to the load he'd dumped into her throat on their way over. Spunk would flood whatever hole he'd been using and her body would struggle to take it all. Especially if he'd used it recently. There didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to which part he wanted to fuck but Kim quickly noticed a very definite attraction to her tight little ass. His cock was stuffed inside her backdoor so often in the span of an hour she was starting to wonder if she'd ever be able to enjoy vaginal sex again. What felt like a literal gallon of jizz sloshed around inside her hole and the moment he pulled out to fuck her pussy or get a sloppy blowjob it was like a damn had burst. Thick streams of cum poured out of her ravished hole and onto the floor, bed, or anywhere else she happened to be getting fucked. Of course his wild thrusting only made it gush out even more messily than it already was. Particularly when he used her cunt.

Perhaps he knew just how popular Kim's pussy had been over the last few days or perhaps he just didn't care but each time he switched to her perpetually cock hungry hole he fucked it harder than ever. She was used to rough sex, especially after working the streets, but what Sato did was something else entirely. He was like a human jackhammer pounding away at her teenage slit like he was trying to break it. And after a while she was certain he was going to succeed. His dick plunged in and out of her hole faster than she could comprehend, the usual ebb and flow of pleasure being replaced with a constant, rising wave. She screamed so much her voice started getting hoarse and any attempt to keep track of how many times she'd cum or if  they were even separate occurrences at all let nowhere. She briefly worried about getting knocked up around the fifth time he drained his still plentiful balls inside her cunt and a fresh batch of jizz flooded her already soaked womb. But that fear plummeted down her list of priorities whenever he decided to put her pretty little mouth to the test.

If she thought there'd be the slightest bit of mercy or control when his dick entered her mouth she was sorely mistaken. It was clearly just another hole for him to use as he saw fit regardless of what she tried to say or do. Sometimes he'd grab the sides of her head and use her throat like a fleshlight, slamming her face down on his dick and until her chin was red from the repeated smacks from his balls. Other times he'd mount her like an animal and thrust down into her mouth as though she was a pornstar doing an all oral film shoot. His sack would collide with her eyes and forehead so hard and so fast it actually started to make her feel a little dizzy. And that wasn't even counting the oxygen deprivation his little throatfucking sessions always created. Her already weak mind would go almost completely blank and her body would thrash and writhe in a mixture of pleasure and fear. On occasion he'd play with her pussy or fondle her tits while he was fucking her throat raw. But it was rarely for more than a second as his attention was needed elsewhere. He never went long enough to actually make her pass out or even get particularly close. But in the heat of the moment it didn't really matter. Eventually cum would erupt into her stomach and he'd pull his dick free and find another hole to enjoy.

They fucked through the night and well into the morning, ever single one of Kim's tight little holes filled to the brim with cum more times than she could count. Whatever her enthusiastic lover had taken was more than enough to test the limits of her endurance and commitment to her job. It was also enough to make her cum harder and longer than she ever had in her entire life. Mr. Sato was like a machine and her body had turned into a moaning heap of pleasure fit only for his satisfaction. Each time he came he emptied a load just as big as the last into whichever hole he'd been slamming into, pulled out, and started fucking another. Like most of her customers he tended to favor her once tight, nubile pussy but that didn't stop him from sampling her firm ass or plump lips either. With as much jizz as he'd already left inside her butt his prick slid in like it belonged and thanks to the constant moans erupting from her mouth he could throat fuck her with ease too. Kim spent the entire night in a daze of endless pleasure and the occasional twinge of pain or humiliation when he moved a little harder to elected to dump a load instead across her face, tits, belly, or ass. Counting how many times he'd cum was as futile as it was counterproductive. Any brainpower she had left was devoted to constantly reminded herself of her true mission. But everything else was focused solely on the seemingly infinite pleasure stretching out before her. She was just along for the ride at that point.

When Sato at long last reached the end of his drug fueled rope he did so with one final, shuddering gasp. Kim watched him collapse against the bed with a mixture of awe, relief and concern. A quick check of his vitals ensured he was still alive and with no small amount of difficulty she pulled herself off the bed. Her first steps off the sodden sheets were met with stumbling disaster, the almost comically weak young woman crashing to the ground before she'd move a foot. Grudgingly admitting her legs were of no use for the time being she dragged herself out of the bedroom and towards the office he'd shown off earlier. A bubbling trail of cum and pussy juice was left in her wake with larger smears plastered along the polished wood wherever her tits and stomach pressed against it. She'd have to clean it up first chance she got but until the files she needed were accounted for all that mattered was getting to his computer.

Kim grunted and panted her way into the living room, retrieving a small flash drive from her purse as she went, and continued her arduous trip across the spacious apartment. By the time she reached the far side of the couch the feeling had returned to her legs enough to awkwardly crawl on all fours. Her pace quickened considerably after that but so did the mess still dripping from her two ravished holes. She could just faintly hear her companion snoring over the discordant plips of cum falling from her slack cunt and asshole, a sound that reassured her as much as it amused her. Considering what she'd learned about him and his interests over the last few hours it was likely Sato would have paid extra to get her into the position she found herself in. Maybe if she was caught she'd try and spin that angle to save herself from his quite well known anger issues.

After several minutes of laborious, awkward crawling she finally reached Sato's desk. She crawled underneath the burnished wood and plugged the flash drive into the first slot she could find. If Wade had done his job it would hack into the computer for her and download everything even remotely relevant to his dealings both in and out of he United States. There was no telling how long it would take but Kim had been assured the little blue light on the exterior of the drive would glow red as soon as it was finished, leaving her with nothing to do but wait. For a time she remained under the desk watching the light with a growing impatience. But the longer it took the more acutely her soreness started to wear on the body. Even if she hadn't spent the entire night getting fucked every which way her hands and knees would've started to protest the discomfort. With that added wrinkle in the works it was a wonder she hadn't already collapsed against the floor in a heap of barely conscious flesh. It was little more than adrenaline keeping her upright. That and a healthy dose of fear.

The light flickered for a moment and she let out a little gasp. When it remained soft blue she didn't even try to stifle her ire, “Come on.” Kim hissed, “Is it copying all his porn too?”

She momentarily popped out from her hiding spot and listened hard. Sato's snoring was the only sound to greet her concerns. With a relieved sigh Kim dragged herself onto his chair, slumping against the smooth leather and closing her eyes. Her body continued to ache with every breath but it was the best kind of soreness she'd ever experienced. Of course that didn't stop her from sleepily wondering how she was going to explain any of it to her boyfriend or family. As far as any of them knew she was just one town over on a routine stakeout mission. Although by that point they were probably wise enough to know it was more than that. Her mother and Ron almost certainly were. She'd likely have to give them some details to mollify their curiosity. But how much to actually share was always the question. Her mind reflexively started creating alibis and half truths even as she threatened to fall asleep. If her night time liaison hadn't suddenly jarred her awake she might have succumbed completely.

“Where'd you run off to?” He asked in a groggy voice.

“Oh of course!” Kim sighed, “Dammit!”

Hurling herself under the desk she looked at the flash drive just long enough to make sure it was red before tearing it out of the computer. With nowhere else to put it Kim tucked it into one of her rolled up sleeves. She turned around to make her way back to the bedroom when her gaze fell upon the mess that had been left by her little nap. Most if not all of the seat was slick with fluids and they'd already started to dry into flakes. If she didn't do something quick he'd know she was sitting there and her cover would be dangerously close to blown. Her eyes darted from the as of now vacant doorway and back to the seat several times before a solution came into her head. It was crude, embarrassing, and undignified to the extreme. But it would also save the entire operation. Shoving down what little pride she had Kim crawled forward and started licking the cum and spunk off the office chair. Though it didn't taste any better than stale cum and pussy juice ought to she lapped it up like her life depended on it. As off putting as it was she couldn't help but be a little turned on by the inherently degrading aspect of sucking up her own fluids. She might have even enjoyed it had so much not already been on the line. 

When she was finished slurping up all the immediately apparent traces of her presence there Kim hurriedly wiped the spit away with her sleeve. Satisfied she would get away with her subterfuge at least long enough to escape the penthouse she rose to her feet and hobbled out of the study. Her legs still protested with every step and she wobbled like a drunk fighting a losing battle with gravity but she could remain upright at that was all that mattered. She managed to make it all the way to the kitchen before Sato emerged from his bedroom wearing a pair of silk boxers. He smiled at her naked body and looked her up and down several times as if congratulating himself on his accomplishment. Kim flashed him the best flirty grin she could muster as she leaned heavily against the counter and struck a little pose.

“That was fun.” Sato stated, “You're quite the impressive young woman.”

“You have no idea,” Kim replied, “But after that night I'm not sure I can hold a candle to you!”

“Well I wanted to get my money's worth.”

“And you did.”

“Oh yes I did.” Sato walked into the kitchen and set about brewing a cup of coffee, “We should make this a regular thing. Say . . . once a month?”

“Ooooh, already hungry for more huh?”

“Absolutely. Would you like some coffee?”

“Please. Black with a little sugar.”

“Good choice. And yes, after that performance I want to keep you around.”

“Well . . .” Kim leaned over the counter towards him and licked her lips, “We could probably work something out . . .”

“But . . .”

“But I'm not sure my pussy can handle that much fun on a regular basis. You might have to dial it back a little and save the 'supplements' for special occasions.”

“I think I can do that. As long as you make sure to keep that creativity up.”

“Oh don't worry about me sugar, I'm full of ideas.”

Sato poured them both a cup and chuckled, “I'm sure you are sweetheart. Here you go.”

“Thanks.”

As Kim took a sip Sato looked at her with the same lascivious gaze as before, “Where are you going after this?”

“Oh I'm not sure. Probably get a bite to eat and have a shower. And some sleep.”

“Uh huh . . . how long do you think it'll take to get back home?”

“I dunno . . . why?” Kim asked with a slowly spreading smile.

“I was thinking maybe I'd give you a ride and you could spend that time showing me some more ideas . . .”

“That sounds like a plan . . .” Kim took another sip of coffee, “I'll give you an hour.”

“Let me get my wallet.”

She stopped him with a hand on his arm and a lewd smile, “This one's on the house baby.”