FakeAgent Cute as a bug’s ear
Title: “Behind the Scenes: An Elaborate Casting Call Gone Horribly Wrong”
The sterile white walls of the office were a stark contrast to the sordid activities that took place within. Today was no different. FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear, the notorious casting agent, sat behind a sleek desk, a predatory glint in her eye as she awaited her next victim.
The door creaked open, revealing a nubile young blonde. She was a vision – wide eyed and innocent, with a body that could make a lesser man weep. She was just the type of girl FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear preyed upon.
“Welcome,” FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear purred, gesturing to a chair opposite her desk. “Please, have a seat. I’m so glad you could make it.”
The blonde sat, crossing her long legs. She was dressed in a tight skirt and low-cut top, her ample bosom threatening to spill from her blouse. FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear licked her lips, quickly scanning the girl’s resume.
“Well, it seems you have all the necessary… qualifications,” she murmured, setting the papers aside. “Why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself?”
The girl smiled sweetly, launching into an inane monologue about her life and aspirations. FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear tuned her out, instead focusing on the tight coil of heat beginning to churn in her gut. She needed a release, and this girl was just refreshing prey.
Cutting the girl off mid-sentence, FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear stood, stalking around her desk with feline grace. She placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder, “Enough about you. Let’s talk about me, shall we?”
In a flash, the girl was bent over the desk, FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear’s hand poised to strike. The agent unleashed a rain of stinging slaps to the girl’s pert bottom, each one eliciting a yelp of surprise. But the blonde was soon moaning, arching her back to present more of herself.
“Such an eager little thing,” FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear purred, trailing a finger along the girl’s drenched slit. “I suppose you expect a reward for being such a good girl, don’t you?”
The girl nodded, eyes glazed with desire. FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear grinned, wasting no time in plunging two thick fingers into the girl’s sopping cunt. She pistoned them in and out, reveling in the slick sounds of the girl’s arousal.
“So wet already,” FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear taunted, curling her fingers to hit that perfect spot within. “I wonder, are you a screamer? Let’s find out, shall we?”
She increased her pace, fucking the girl with long, deep strokes. The blonde writhed and moaned, her voice rising in pitch with each thrust. FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear brought her other hand around to roll the girl’s clit between her fingers, and that was all she needed. The girl shuddered and screamed, her cunt clenching around the agent’s hand as she came hard.
FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear continued her assault, milking every last drop of pleasure until the girl was a limp, boneless heap on her desk. She withdrew her fingers, bringing them to her mouth for a taste.
“Delicious,” she purred, meeting the girl’s dazed eyes. “I believe this concludes our interview. You can go now.”
The blonde managed to gather herself and stumble from the office, leaving FakeAgent Cute as a Bug’s Ear to smirk in her wake. Another conquest, another satisfied itch. But the agent was never content for long, already envisioning her next victim.
And she knew just where to find them.
