Lisa Campbell. That was the name of the person I had to find. She was one of our youngest agents, having just turned twenty-one. Her last mission was to gather information from a lawyer suspected of collaborating with multiple espionage organizations. Unfortunately, my agency had lost all contact with Lisa two days ago, and I had been assigned to investigate her disappearance.

My first stop was naturally the apartment of that lawyer, Yasmina El Hadj. The door opened barely ten seconds after I rang the bell.

She was a stunning Tunisian woman in her thirties, with piercing brown eyes and long black hair.

“Maître El Hadj? I’m Lieutenant Ugo Costalsi. I’m looking for Lieutenant Lisa Campbell, and you might be the last person who saw her,” I said, handing her a photo of Lisa.

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at her face.

“Indeed, I have seen her. Come in.” She let me pass. “She came to ask me questions about terrorists. She was very persistent.”

“Yes, that doesn’t surprise me.”

“Go take a seat. I’ll make some coffee,” she said, closing the door behind her.

As I stepped into her living room, I suddenly felt her forearm against my throat and a piece of fabric with a distinct odor pressing against my mouth and nose. Chloroform.

In my last moments of consciousness, I heard her voice: “You’re really not making this easy for me.”

“Lieutenant, Lieutenant Costalsi, wake up!”

As I opened my eyes, I saw the worried face of Lisa Campbell. We were sitting across from each other, totally naked, in a small room, our arms handcuffed to the wall.

“Lisa, you’re safe… Where are we?”

“We’re at Yasmina’s home. We were wrong about her. She works for British intelligence. By coming here, we jeopardized her cover. She’s holding us until she can fix the situation.”

“Damn, we screwed up… And our clothes?”

“She wanted to make sure we weren’t wired.”

As I looked at her, I realized just how beautiful she was. Her large green eyes were shining, and her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail that rested on her shoulder. Her tiny and athletic naked body made me hard.

“Oh, ahem, I think my body is teasing you,” she said with a smile. “You have a funny look on your face, Lieutenant. And you have a short dick, by the way.”

“This isn’t funny, look somewhere else, please…” I said, blushing.

“There’s nothing else to do; let’s have a little fun,” she teased, pressing the sole of her foot against my 2-inch hard dick.

“Stop it, what are you doing?” I said, breathing more heavily.

“Fine, fine… Then stop staring at my tits. That should help you calm down,” she said mockingly.

But her stunning body was too distracting, and the minutes passed without my focus returning—in fact, quite the opposite.

“Think about something else, for God’s sake!” she sighed. “You look like you’re about to—«

“Shut up! The more you talk, the more I focus on you!” I panted.

“Oh my… so you’re really going to burst…” she said, amused.

She started rubbing her calves against mine, laughing.

“Come on, I guess there’s no avoiding it now!”

“Oh please, stop that…”

“Hehe, go ahead, little man, stop holding it!”

“Oh my god, Lisa! Give me a foot job! Hurry! I don’t want to be ruined!” I cried

“Ooh, a ruined orgasm? I’d like to see that, actually,” she said eagerly.

“Please don’t be mean. I will do whatever you want, Lisa,” I staggered.

“I never thought you were that pathetic… but all I want right now is to see that babydick cum.” Then she blows in my cock direction, and I felt the air on it. “It is almost a blowjob, right?” she laughed.

At that moment, the door opened, and Yasmina looked at us with an amused smile at the scene before her.

“Oh my… what a small and yet hard weenie. Am I interrupting?”

“Just in time, Yasmina! Look at him! His throbbing little dick is ready to explode,” she sneered.

At those words, an unmanly whimper escaped my mouth, and a powerful stream of jizz shot from my dicklette straight onto Lisa’s navel.

The two beautiful women burst into laughter.

“I was coming to tell you that you’re free to go,” Yasmina said between laughs. “You can take a shower before leaving, baby boy. And you too, of course, Lieutenant Campbell.”

“Good idea! Right, premie loser?” Lisa chuckled, winking at me. “Your cock is still leaking with cum. What a shame no one will touch it before your climax,” she said, putting my dick between her sexy feet. “It will be fun to work together, don’t you think?”

I’m sure it won’t be fun at all.

 

To Be Continued…?

 

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