Jenny the Spy stories

1. For Queen and Country

2. Body Double

3. Jenny and Suki

4. Jenny learns her Lesson

5. The Fashion Victim

6. Dos Vedanya

7. Lust for Revenge

8. Champion of the World

9. Voodoo Jenny

10. Inheritance

11. Sutorippa Jenny

Jenny and Suki - by Brummie

Chapter 1.

Jenny Richards was in a hurry. She'd been delayed at MI5 Headquarters and she

was rushing to reach the shop before it closed. There was a new lingerie store

on her way home she wanted to try. She reached the shop just before six and went

in. The two assistants, Andrea and Petra, were not pleased when a customer

entered just as they had thought they might get away on time for once.

Jenny headed to the underwear section, as she wanted a new bra to go with a

lovely evening dress she wanted to wear for her husband, John, that evening. As

she was browsing Andrea approached and asked if she could help. 'I need a really

nice low cut bra' said Jenny. 'Certainly madam' she said 'What are your

measurements?' '38D' replied Jenny self-consciously. Her enormous boobs were

marvelous things but they caused her as much embarrassment as pleasure.

'No, no Madam, we'll need your new metric measurements, we have to sell

everything in metric these days. You know metres and centimeters. The European

Community laws now mean we sell petrol in litres, straight bananas, sausages

that actually have some meat in them and brassieres measured in centimeters.

'Oh, I don't know my metric measurements' said Jenny. 'Well we could measure

Madam' said the assistant. 'If you have the time?' 'I suppose that would be OK'

said Jenny holding her arms out sideways ready. The assistant thought for a

second and said 'we'll need to go into the back Madam. Please follow me'. She

led Jenny towards a door at the rear. The second assistant, Petra, watched them

go, closed and locked the front door and followed.

The room was a combination store and workroom. Boxes of clothes covered two

walls. There was also a worktable with a sewing machine, bolts of cloth and

various off cuts. 'Now Madam I'll just need you to slip off your blouse and bra'

said Andrea. 'What?' exclaimed Jenny. 'Is that absolutely necessary?' 'It is if

Madam wants a comfortable bra that fits properly. It's vital we get measurements

as accurate as possible. Now we haven't got all day Madam. We're past our home

time. Do you want us to carry on or not?' 'Well I suppose it's alright' said

Jenny slowly starting to unbutton her blouse. Petra meanwhile had slipped into

he room and watched as the blonde removed her shirt revealing a white lace bra

struggling to contain an obviously impressive pair of breasts. Petra and Andrea

had talked about this scheme in the past but never come across anyone naive

enough to fall for it.

Jenny reluctantly unclipped her bra and drew it down her arms. She stood topless

in front of the two assistants her arms folded across her bosom. 'We can't

measure Madam with her arms there now can we?. Stretch them out sideways please'

said Andrea. Jenny slowly extended her hands out and revealed her two beautiful

breasts. The storeroom was unheated and her areolas crinkled in the cool air as

she felt the assistants gaze on her flesh. Both assistants stared enraptured at

Jenny's two enormous spherical tits. Firm and high, they were tipped by large

pink areolas and very prominent nipples.

Using a soft tape Andrea measured across Jenny's shoulders and read out the

distance for Petra to write down. She measured above her breasts and below. Then

right round making sure the tape passed over both nipples. Then Jenny looked on

in surprise as she wrapped the tape around her left breast and measured the

circumference. Andrea repeated this with the other tit. 'Now if Madam would

stretch her arms straight up?' said Andrea. 'Why's that' queried Jenny. 'We need

to take measurements to ensure the garment fits in all positions. Now if Madam

would follow instructions we can complete this much quicker' said Andrea

tersely. Feeling scolded Jenny raised her arms looking like someone was holding

a gun on her. Her impressive breasts were raised slightly themselves as Andrea

took more measurements especially the ones round Jenny's tits which seemed to

take a lot of adjusting to get the tape in just the right place.

'Now Madam, place your hands behind your back and bend forward'. Jenny did as

she was ordered and her breasts swung free and stretched toward the ground.

Andrea took another set of measurements, which Petra wrote down. 'Now Madam can

you tell me if your nipples become excited and erect at all?' asked Andrea.

Blushing Jenny answered 'Er..Yes they do, usually at the most inappropriate

moments'. 'Well in that case we'll need another set of measurements' said

Andrea. 'If Madam would make them stand up'. 'What?' said Jenny. 'Madam we need

to ascertain the nipple expansion coefficient. To do that we need to take

measurements with Madam's nipples extended to the full. It's very important for

us to supply Madam with a properly fitting bra'.

'Er..er..'. Jenny fidgeted hesitating. She had never been asked to excite

herself in front of a couple of strangers before. 'Would Madam require some

help?' said Andrea. 'Er..er' stammered Jenny. 'Petra please get the silk' said

Andrea taking charge as she moved to stand behind Jenny. 'Now. If Madam would

stand up straight with her hands by her sides and just relax. We are experienced

at this so Madam can feel safe in our hands'. 'Er..well alright I suppose' said

Jenny. Petra had found a length of silk cloth about two feet long and six inches

wide. Holding it at each end she approached Jenny. Andrea meanwhile reached

round her, seized her breasts, and pushed them together hard until both nipples

were about three inches apart. Jenny stood stunned as Petra then used the silk

like a shoeshine boy and buffed the cloth across both of her breasts. The

combination of the friction and Andrea's squeezing soon had the desired effect

as both Jenny's areolas darkened and expanded and her nipples stood to

attention. After a minute Petra stood back to admire her handy work. Both

Jenny's cheeks and her breasts had turned pink. One with embarrassment and the

other from the stimulation and excitement.

'Are they at their fullest length Madam?' said Andrea. 'W.w..well I think so'

said Jenny still dazed at the turn of events. 'We need to be absolutely sure

Madam is at maximum length to ensure we get the most accurate measurements.

Petra if you would, please'. At that Petra leant down on Jenny's right hand side

and Andrea took up position on Jenny's left. Petra held Jenny's left arm and

Andrea held her right as they opened their mouths and before she could object

sucked in great mouthfuls of Jenny's breasts. Both then sucked on Jenny's flesh

for all they were worth. Jenny was shocked as the two women accosted her breasts

sucking like two demented vacuum cleaners. The pleasure coursed through Jenny's

upper body as both assistants started to bite and gnaw on her areolas and

assaulted her nipples with their tongues.

Jenny's breath started to become ragged as she became more and more aroused. A

couple of minutes passed as the women attempted to excite and stimulate Jenny as

much as they could. Their free hands joined the party and molded the parts of

Jenny's breasts not being enveloped by the warm wetness of their mouths. The

more aroused they could make Jenny the more likely she was to submit to the last

part of their scheme which involved them completing stripping her out of her

clothes and her joining them on the work table in a full blown lesbian love

session.

Jenny was in an erotic haze as she felt the zipper on her skirt being lowered.

She suddenly snapped awake and realized what was going to happen. She started to

struggle to free herself, which only made her breasts, which were still being

sucked unmercifully feel even more pleasure. She groaned as she pushed both

women away from her tits, which stretched farther, and farther before popping

out of their sucking mouths. She grabbed her blouse and bra, pushed past the

women, and raced for the door. Unlocking the front door she stumbled out into

the street before looking round to make sure they hadn't followed her. She stood

there, breathing heavily, her breasts pink and excited in the streetlights. It

took a few seconds for her to realize the strange looks she was getting were due

to her exposed naked upper body. She squealed in shock at her exposure and

quickly dressed herself before rushing home.

Chapter 2.

Jenny was at lunch the next day with Suki the Japanese girl. She'd become

friends with her despite the fact that on their first meeting Suki had helped

tie Jenny up and she and two other girls had stripped and orally aroused her.

(See Jenny in The Body Double). Suki was completely enamored of Jenny and Jenny

was constantly having to tell her off for taking any opportunity to touch her in

the most inappropriate of places. Like the time they had ridden up in the lift

together. Jenny had been carrying a stack of books when they'd entered the lift

on the ground floor heading for the top floor. The lift stopped at the first and

a load of people got in until there was no more space available. As more and

more people entered Suki and Jenny moved farther and farther back. Suki was

pressed into the corner and as Jenny backed into her she surreptitiously lifted

the hem of Jenny's summer dress. Finally Jenny pressed back until her buttocks

met Suki's hands. Jenny had chosen to wear thong panties that day so the first

she knew about the situation was when the naked flash of her buttock cheeks met

the waiting hands of Suki. Unable to move and still holding the stack of books

Jenny endured five floors of Suki, her head resting on Jenny's shoulder,

massaging her butt cheeks in a lift full of people. She was relieved when the

top floor arrived as her thong panties had been lowered around the top of her

thighs and Suki's probing fingers were about to start insinuating themselves in

all sorts of inappropriate places. Jenny's embarrassment was complete when, as

she stepped from the lift, her panties fell the rest of the way to her ankles

and she had to ask Suki to pull them back up. Suki accomplished this eventually

but not before at least six people had wandered curiously past them.

After lunch they both headed down to the basement gymnasium. They were attending

a Judo class. Jenny was one of the students and Suki, because of her Japanese

heritage, the instructor. Jenny sweated through the class throwing and being

thrown around the mat until Suki sent everyone to the showers but asked Jenny to

stay behind. 'Jenny' Suki started in her stilted English and soft lilting

Japanese accent. 'You do rell with frowing but gloundwok need be bletter'.

(Whoa. Japanese embassy on the phone). Judo, to those who don't know, consists

not only of throwing but groundwork where a contest can be won by holding an

opponent down on the mat for thirty seconds.

'We plactice now, yes?' 'OK' said Jenny and grabbing Suki's lapels began

circling. Suki was by far the better Judo player and soon threw Jenny to the mat

and quickly turned her onto her front. She grabbed Jenny's arms and thrust them

through her belt before using her left hand to twist it, binding Jenny's arms

behind her. She then rolled Jenny on to her back and squeezed her legs around

Jenny's legs. In a trice Jenny was trapped, lying on her back with her arms held

in her belt and her legs held by Suki's. Suki lay on Jenny's right, her left

hand holding Jenny's belt tight but with her right hand free.

Jenny struggled but couldn't free herself. Suki waited until Jenny realized she

was completely trapped before saying 'Suki rike Jenny. I ret gro if you kriss

me'. 'Kriss?' said Jenny. 'Kriss Kriss' said Suki and pecked Jenny on the lips.

'Oh kiss' said Jenny. 'Look Suki I can't do that now, let me go'. 'You no

kriss?' 'No' said Jenny firmly. Suki reached for Jenny's Judo trousers and

started to undo the string tie keeping them up. 'Suki' cried Jenny. 'Stop that'.

'You no kriss?' said Suki. 'Suki, please I can't' pleaded Jenny. 'No kriss, no

tlousers' said Suki. Jenny hesitated then had to say 'Oh alright just one then'.

Suki lowered her head and placed her lips on Jenny's. Jenny thought just a quick

kiss but Suki had other ideas. She started softly sucking Jenny's lips but

became more ardent as the seconds passed. 'Mmmm' said Jenny as Suki continued

the kiss. 'Mmmm' she said again as she felt Suki's tongue insinuate itself

between her lips. It wasn't long before Jenny felt the effect of being kissed so

well and gave herself over to the feelings as their tongues became entwined

until she was kissing Suki as much as Suki was kissing her. After five minutes

of lip mashing, sucking and tongue hockey Suki's free hand began to explore the

front of Jenny's body adding to her stimulation. She stroked and squeezed

Jenny's breasts before returning to the front of her Judo trousers and dipping

in the top. 'Mmmmm' Jenny moaned as she felt Suki's hand heading over her

stomach toward her pussy.

'Ahem'. The loud cough interrupted their play. Suki and Jenny looked up at

Commander Holt. 'I'm here for my three o'clock lesson Suki, if you're not to

busy that is' he said sternly. Both girls jumped up guiltily. Unfortunately

Jenny's Judo trousers had been untied by Suki and fell straight to her ankles

leaving her in just her small panties in front of her boss. She squealed, and

quickly pulling up her trousers, fled to the changing room. .

Chapter 3.

Some weeks later Jenny was called in to see Commander Holt, the head of Special

Operations. 'Jenny' he said 'I've got a job that you are uniquely qualified for.

We are looking for a villain. Horace Norton's his name. Horace 'The Horse'

Norton as he's known in the underworld. He's a Gangland boss who's gone missing.

We think he was tipped off that we were about to arrest him and he's gone

underground. We have a man who sometimes provides us with information so I'd

like you to go along and talk to him. You are authorized to pay any price he

demands but we must have that information. Do you understand?' 'Yes sir' said

Jenny. 'Who's the informant? 'He's known as Oliver 'Oily' Harris. He runs a

small photographic studio in the cheap part of the city. You are to go along

straight away.

An hour later Jenny stood on a run down street. The studio was above a deserted

and boarded up shop. She climbed the stairs and knocked on a dirty door badly in

need of a coat of paint. A balding overweight man in his mid forties opened the

door. The state of his hair explained his Oily nickname. 'Mr. Harris?' asked

Jenny. 'Yes, come in my dear. What can I do for you' he replied. I'm here on

behalf of the Firm' said Jenny. 'I understand you might be able to help us find

someone we're interested in who's gone missing. One Horace Norton'. Oily studied

Jenny. His gaze traveled from her blonde hair framed beautiful face, down to her

bulging chest and onward to the knees and calves visible below her hemline. 'I

might know something if the price is right' he replied. 'I'm authorized to give

you any amount you ask for, within reason of course' said Jenny. 'Amount?' said

Oily. 'No I don't want money. 'Well what is it that you want Mr. Harris'. Oily

Harris looked at Jenny and said 'I want you to pose for me'. 'What you want to

take some pictures of me?' asked Jenny. 'Yes' said Oily. 'Some very special

pictures for a very special client'. 'Well I don't see any problem with that

where would you like me to sit' said Jenny. 'I don't think you understand' said

Oily. 'The client likes pictures of big chested women...kitless'. 'Pardon?' 'Au

natural, my dear'. 'What, you want to photograph me without any clothes on?'

'Precisely' said Oily.

Jenny's cheeks reddened as she thought of what he wanted her to do. Commander

Holt had impressed on her how important the information was. She was trapped by

indecision. Taking her clothes off in front of this odious little man was bad

enough but to be photographed for another mans gratification was disgusting.

Eventually she decided she had to agree and shyly, told Oily she'd do it.

'OK my dear. We'll start fully clothed and gradually strip down. I'll warm up my

gear and be ready in a few minutes. Oily started turning on various lights and

loading cameras with film. 'OK lets do it' said Oily. You stand over there and

start posing. Jenny had no idea how to do this but Oily told her how to stand,

were to look and were to put her hands. Inevitably Oily directed Jenny to start

losing her clothes. 'OK, undo the top of your dress now' he ordered. Jenny

slowly pulled down the zipper and lowered the top of her summer dress to her

waist. Oily taking snaps all the time. 'Now all the way down' said Oily. 'Turn

your bum to me'. Jenny blushed as she lowered her dress over her butt revealing

her lacy panties, suspender belt and stockings.

Oily had Jenny in all sorts of positions. He snapped her from the front and

back, with her on her knees, on her front and lying on her back. 'Right lets see

your tits Baby' he ordered. Jenny bowed her head as she slowly unclasped her

bra. 'Slowly Baby, slowly' said Oily as he snapped Jenny removing her bra. Even

though he was a seasoned pornographer he goggled as Jenny's breasts were

revealed. They were some of the finest he'd ever seen. The client would be very

grateful and pay through the nose for these snaps. Again Jenny was twisted and

turned into myriad positions, standing, lying and cupping her own boobs. 'Mould

those tits, Baby' ordered Oily. 'Pull your nips'. Jenny did as he told her until

her nipples stood up proud and erect.

Finally the words Jenny had been dreading came. 'OK, now the panties, Baby'. She

slowly hooked her thumbs into her panties and started to push them over her

hips. 'Slower Baby' ordered Oily as he snapped as fast as he could. Jenny

lowered her panties down her legs and exposed her naked shaven pussy lips. Oily

stopped and marveled at the sight before him, then recovering he directed Jenny

into even more outlandish positions all of them exposing her pussy to his

intrusive camera lens. 'Stroke it, Baby. Show me some pink'. 'What?' said Jenny.

'Pull your lips open Baby and finger yourself' ordered Oily. Jenny blushed

furiously and did as he commanded. Her clit was exposed and she rubbed and

stimulated herself. She soon felt moisture in her pussy. She couldn't believe

she was becoming aroused in front of this nasty little man.

Jenny was beginning to think there couldn't be anything more he could ask of her

when Oily tossed a large red vibrator on to the bed she was posing on. 'What's

this' asked Jenny naively. 'Just a little toy darling' said Oily. 'Pick it up

and suck on it a bit'. Jenny looked at it before pursing her lips and slowly

inserting the sharper end into her mouth. Oily snapped away before saying 'now

between the tits Baby'. Jenny frowned and pressing her tits together slid the

now wet and slippery plastic toy into her cleavage. After a few minutes of that

Oily said 'OK now down below darling'. 'What?' said Jenny. 'Stick it in your

pussy, Baby' ordered Oily. Jenny stared at him shocked before slowly lowering

the vibrator and placing the tip at the entrance to her moist pussy and pushed

it in an inch.

Oily snapped away until he said 'Deeper Baby, deeper'. Jenny blushed as she

spread her legs and pushed another couple of inches into her body. 'That's it

baby, in and out now, in and out'. Jenny slowly pushed and pulled the vibrator

in and out of her pussy as the lights flashed and Oily captured her shame on

film. Oily had made sure the vibrator had new batteries before he'd thrown it to

Jenny. 'OK Baby switch it on'. 'I don't want to' said Jenny 'don't make me do

that, please' she pleaded. 'Turn it on Baby or the deals off. No information'.

Jenny had no option. Oily held all the cards. Holt had thought he knew what Oily

would want when he'd sent Jenny to him and he was being proved right.

Jenny tentatively reached down and flicked the switch at the base of the big

plastic toy. It buzzed merrily into life inside her pussy and she immediately

groaned as the vibrations permeated her groin. Oily took photos as Jenny slowly

thrust the vibrator in and out of her pussy even though Oily hadn't told her to

do that this time. She moaned and groaned as the feelings built in her. She

gripped her own tits and nipples as she increased the pumping speed until

inevitably she peaked and orgasmed noisily. All the while her jerking and

bucking body being captured forever by Oily's camera.

Chapter 4.

Jenny returned to Headquarters and went in to see Commander Holt. 'So Jenny you

got the info from Mr. Harris? 'Yes' said Jenny. 'How much did it cost us' asked

Holt. 'Er.. ' Jenny couldn't tell her boss what she'd had to do. She thought

quickly and lied through her teeth. 'He..er..had an attack of conscience Sir,

and gave me the information for free'. Holt smiled. He was pretty certain he

knew what Oily had demanded of Jenny but if she wanted to lie about it he wasn't

going to embarrass her even more. 'So what was he able to tell you?' 'He thinks

Norton will have been taken to the 'Kleiner Clinic' said Jenny. 'He thinks it's

used to give people who want to disappear new identities. Plastic surgery, that

sort of thing'. 'Hmmm' said Holt. 'We've had our eye on that place but never

found any evidence. I think we need to get someone in there as soon as we can.

I'll let you know if we need you again. Thank you for now, Jenny and

congratulations on a job well done'.

One morning, some days later, Jenny was returning from the gadgets department

when she was told to report to Commander Holt. She had agreed to help the

elderly Professor Q test his latest invention. She'd spent the last hour helping

him perfect the 'Homing Panties' he'd invented. She'd blushed pink when she had

first put them on as they were almost completely see-through and it was only

when he'd said that no signal was being received that he'd asked her to bend

over the desk. He then lifted her skirt exposing her panty clad bottom and

started to make some adjustments. Jenny 'eek'ed and ooh'ed a couple of times

when his fingers inadvertently stroked or poked a sensitive spot but eventually

the old man let her up and asked her to return in a couple of days for more

testing. (If his heart could stand it he thought).

Jenny sat down in Commander Holt's office. 'We've managed to get you accepted at

the Kleiner Clinic as a nurse Jenny' he began. 'I know you don't have much

experience at nursing but we've provided a cover story that you're returning to

work after a break studying a specialty and you'll be treated as a trainee for a

while. It was short notice so the cover won't stand to close a scrutiny but you

should be alright if you don't arouse any suspicion. You start in the morning'.

'OK thank you Sir' said Jenny and got up to leave. As she turned toward the door

Holt said 'By the way, have you been to see Professor Q this morning?' 'Yes Sir'

answered Jenny. 'Why?' 'Did he show you his invisibility spray?' he asked. 'Yes

he did, Sir. A fantastic invention. A spray that makes cloth invisible for an

hour. What will they think of next? Anything else Sir? 'No, that's all Jenny,

you can go now thank you'. Jenny turned back and Holt watched her perfect

undulating, apparently naked, derriere through the invisible material of her

dress and panties as see walked away from him. Another fifty minutes of exposure

he calculated before sighing and returning to his work.

Jenny reported to the Clinic the next morning and began her trainee duties. All

the time she kept her eyes open trying to spot Horace among the patients but no

one seemed to fit the description she'd been given. The only part of the

hospital she couldn't get into was the West Wing. It was only accessible through

one door and that had a card swipe security lock. She asked the other nurses

what lay beyond the mysterious door and learned they thought it catered for

celebrity clients, which explained the need for the security. She also asked the

Head Nurse who told her that it was a unit treating 'Sexual Dysfunction' so that

was why the celebrities demanded total privacy. Jenny thought quickly and said

'Sexual Dysfunction? That's the specialty I've been studying. Perhaps I could of

more use to the Clinic in that department than just making beds out here?' The

Head Nurse studied her and replied 'I'll tell Madam. Perhaps she will agree'.

'That's it then' Jenny thought. 'He's almost certainly in the West Wing'. Later

that day she found one of the nursing stations unoccupied and attempted to gain

access to the patient records. Horace Norton wouldn't be admitted under his own

name but she thought she might be able to identify him by a combination of his

body measurements. Height, weight, eye colour etc. Unfortunately the system was

password protected so she couldn't hack in. It was her bad luck that the

computer recorded her efforts.

Sometime later Madam von Kleiner sat in her office listening to the Head Nurses

report. Madam Von Kleiner was a tall imposing; raven haired German who could

command the obedience of the strongest men with little more than a disdainful

look. 'One of the new intake tried to get at the West Wing patient records' the

Nurse was saying. A trainee Nurse Richards' she reported. 'Hmm' mused Von

Kleiner, well it could be just idle curiosity I suppose but we I'll have to

check. Give me her file. After a few minutes she said 'so she trained at St

Hertford did she? I know the Head of Operations there'. As Holt had said the

speed they had been forced to use to put together Jenny's cover meant that a

quick phone call was all it took to reveal her subterfuge. 'It seems our Nurse

Richards is a fake' said von Kleiner 'Do we know any more about her?' 'Well'

said the Head Nurse. 'As soon as I mentioned the units cover of a Sexual

Dysfunction unit she almost immediately said that was her specialty and that she

wanted to be allowed to work in the West Wing'. 'I think that makes it quite

likely she's an MI5 agent. I think our operation here is finished. Please make

the preparations for our leaving. There's no rush, tomorrow lunchtime should be

early enough. If MI5 had any hard proof we'd have been under arrest by now.

Instead they are trying to sneak an agent in'. See smiled a wicked smile and

said. 'We have time to play with Nurse Jenny Richards a little. Head Nurse

Bloucher also grinned evilly when von Kleiner said 'I think it would be most

entertaining to introduce her to 'The Horse' before we leave. Please inform

Nurse Richards that she will be required to start work in the West wing tomorrow

morning'.

Chapter 5.

The following morning Head Nurse Bloucher met Jenny. 'Due to your experience

Madam would like you to help out in the West Wing. Follow me please. She led

Jenny through the locked door to the mysterious department and into a changing

room. 'Please put on the uniform and meet me in room 14. We have a special job

that you can help with'. She turned and left her to dress. Jenny noticed that

the uniform was complete with black bra and black panties so stripped out of all

her own clothes. The bra was very small and low cut and her breasts were

squeezed tightly together giving her an enormous cleavage. The panties were also

minuscule and provided a minimum of coverage. Jenny was beginning to get a bad

feeling about this. The white suspender belt and white stockings didn't help but

she was even more perturbed when the white dress provided only came down to her

stocking tops and gaped open leaving her with half her chest on display. Her

reflection in the full-length mirror showed a caricature of a nurse usually only

seen on a dirty seaside postcard or on the stage of a strip club.

Jenny teetered alone the corridor on four-inch high heels, her breasts wobbling

invitingly, until she found room 14. It was a standard hospital private room

containing a single bed. She was surprised to find not only Head Nurse Bloucher

but Madam von Kleiner there as well. 'Nurse Richards I believe' said Madam von

Kleiner. 'Good of you to join us'. Nurse Bloucher, please carry on'. 'Right

Nurse Richards' said Head Nurse Bloucher 'Doctor has asked us to take a sperm

sample from the patient here. As you can see Mr. Smith can't provide it himself

so we'd like you to take it for us. It shouldn't be a problem for someone with

your specialized knowledge. So here's a syringe, please extract the semen

straight from the patient's testicles'. So saying Nurse Bloucher handed Jenny a

syringe with a huge six-inch needle. Jenny stared at it at a loss what to do.

Madam von Kleiner meanwhile had moved to the patient's side. Jenny turned to see

a large male lying on the bed, easily six feet tall, his head swathed in

bandages. His hands were also completely encased which explained why he couldn't

provide a sample himself. 'Here's your patient Mr. Smith. Nurse Richards' said

von Kleiner as she whipped back the covering sheet.

Mr. Smith lay naked apart from his bandages and Jenny's eyes were immediately

drawn to his genitals. She nearly gasped when she saw his penis. It was the

biggest one Jenny had ever seen in her life and she'd seen a few. It lay like a

small snake between his thighs over a pair of testacies the size of tennis

balls. Jenny stood mesmerized. 'Well Nurse Richards if you'd like to insert the

needle and draw a semen sample, we're waiting' said Nurse Bloucher. Jenny stood

goggle eyed, Mr. Smith looked on even more goggle eyed both of them staring at

the gleaming needle.

Seeing her hesitation Nurse bloucher said 'Perhaps you think another approach is

called for in this case Nurse Richards?' 'Yes I do' said Jenny loudly exhaling

the breath she'd been holding. (But not nearly as loudly as Mr. Smith did).

'Perhaps with your greater experience you would recommend a more traditional

treatment such as ... Oh say the Bowden Technique'. 'Er... perhaps' said Jenny

carefully. 'OK then lets begin' said Nurse bloucher taking the needle from

Jenny. I will be very interested to study your technique'. 'If you would take

the patients member in your hand I'll get the receptacle to catch his emissions.

'Oh god' thought Jenny. 'She expects me to masturbate this monster to get the

sample. 'Come, come Nurse' said Madam von Kleiner. We haven't got all day'.

Jenny couldn't see any alternative so moved to Mr. Smith's side. He, meanwhile,

had quickly passed from abject terror at the sight of the needle to trembling

anticipation at the prospect of the Blonde nurse with the enormous breasts and

long supple stocking clad thighs handling his member.

Jenny reached out with her right hand and gently wrapped her fingers around the

biggest cock she'd ever held. It felt like a large soft salami in her hand. She

began squeezing gently and moving her hand up and down. To the surprise of both

Jenny and Mr. Smith the penis remained soft. Jenny continued to work on his

member until it slowly started to react and harden. It grew and grew until it

stuck straight up at the ceiling. Jenny had to step back to save from being

poked in the eye. The slow reaction wasn't such a surprise to Nurse Bloucher who

had earlier administered a special pill to Mr. Smith, which deadened ninety

percent of the sensations in his groin. Jenny was going to have to work harder

than she'd ever worked to get this sample.

After ten minutes of pulling, pushing with one hand and two Nurse Bloucher said.

'You don't seem to be having much luck Nurse Richards. Are you sure you've

practiced this technique before?' 'Yes' said Jenny flushing. 'I've never had

this problem before, exactly the opposite in fact'. 'OK then' said Nurse

Bloucher 'It's time for phase two. 'Phase two?' said Jenny. 'Yes, Phase two,

please start the oral stimulation. 'What?' exclaimed Jenny. 'Come on Nurse

Richards, get on with it' said Madam von Kleiner in her sternest voice. 'Oh no'

thought Jenny. 'They want me to suck this thing. I'm not even sure I can get my

mouth round it'. Resigned Jenny dipped down. Mr. Smith watched fascinated as the

big titted blonde lowed her head, her mouth open wide, toward his cock. He

gasped as the warm, wet sensation engulfed his helmet. He was amazed he hadn't

come yet but he marveled at his own control. He'd have thought this angel of

loveliness would have been bathed in his semen by now but he wasn't going to

argue. The longer he held out the longer the blonde would work on his cock.

Jenny sucked and sucked, using her lips and tongue as well as both her hands.

Even with so much of Jenny engulfing his cock there was still more of it

uncovered. After another ten minutes of slurping still no sample. Jenny was

using every trick and technique she'd ever learnt. Some of them would have her

husband howling in seconds but didn't seem to be working on Mr. Smith.

'Phase three I think' said Nurse Bloucher. 'What there's more' said Jenny

breathlessly. 'Oh yes, now up on the bed please, legs to the top, head to the

bottom' said Nurse Bloucher. With that Madam von Kleiner and Nurse Bloucher

boosted Jenny up on to the bed placing her so she was kneeling either side of

Mr. Smiths shoulders. Nurse Bloucher then pushed her shoulders down until her

head was back over the patients cock. 'OK continue the treatment Nurse Richards'

she said. Jenny resumed sucking and wanking for all she was worth. With a nod to

Madam von Kleiner Nurse Bloucher positioned herself beside Jenny's head and

watched her service Mr. Smith. Madam von Kleiner stood beside Jenny's hips. Her

spread knees had forced the stretched gusset covering her panty-clad pussy to

hover, practically touching Mr. Smiths face. He stared up at the thin, and

slightly wet, strip of lace that was all that stood between his lips and Jenny's

pussy. Madam von Kleiner gently lowered the bandages covering his lower face and

uncovered his mouth. Then she took a pair of small scissors and reached for

Jenny's panties. Nurse Bloucher, seeing this, grabbed a fistful of Jenny's hair

and held her head in place as Madam snipped through the black lace gusset of her

panties. 'Mmmmm' groaned Jenny feeling the air on her pussy. It was all the

sound she could make with Nurse Bloucher holding her down on the cock gagging

her mouth. Mr. Smith wasted no time and extended his tongue started licking and

sucking Jenny's moist pussy lips and clitoris. 'Mmmm' moaned Jenny. With Nurse

bloucher now pushing Jenny up and down on his cock and Jenny's pussy in his

mouth no pill in the world was going to keep Mr. Smith from exploding. It only

took a minute and he unloaded the contents of his balls but not into the

receptacle Jenny had expected. Nurse bloucher didn't relent. She held Jenny down

as Mr. smith filled her mouth. The explosion of come in her face and the sucking

lips on her pussy and clit combined to push Jenny over the edge as well and she

exploded into orgasm.

Jenny lay on top of the patient gulping great breaths of air. 'Bloody hell she

thought, that guy came like a bloody horse'. It took a few seconds to register

as she slowly realized where Horace 'The Horse' Norton had got his nickname.

'I've sucked off the very bloke I was searching for she thought. I've got to get

out of here and alert the Firm'. It was just as she made the connection that

Jenny's was grabbed by the two women and dragged off Horace Norton. He got off

the bed and Jenny was quickly put in his place and her arms and legs tied to the

bed frame. A bandage gag was added. 'Well Nurse Richards, if that's your name.

Thank you for the entertainment. I hope you enjoyed it as much as Horace did. We

have to go no now'. With that they all left the room leaving Jenny tied to the

bed, her wet and glistening pussy on display to anyone who entered.

Jenny had been struggling to escape for ten minutes when the door opened and

Suki rushed in. She stood stunned as she saw Jenny as she'd seen her many times

in her dreams. A tiny white nurses uniform, bound to a bed, her pussy exposed

and available. 'Mmmmm, Mmmmm' groaned Jenny when Suki failed to release her

immediately. Suki snapped out of her daze and quickly untied the gag in Jenny's

mouth. 'Quick Suki, they're escaping, if we're quick we may just intercept

them'. The rest of Jenny's bindings were cut and they raced toward the car park.

Jenny's husband, John, was there already and the three of them started to search

the cars to see if they were in time. Suddenly an engine gunned into life, a van

pulled out and accelerated toward John who stood in the middle of one of the

lanes. He drew the gun he'd been issued with and calmly raised it aiming at the

cab. 'Click'. The gun misfired and jammed. John stood trapped as the van bore

down on him. Jenny screamed 'John' as the van gave no sign of slowing or

swerving. It was scant feet away when the flying body of Suki hit him, knocking

him out of the vans path. Suki rolled and dived out of the way as the truck sped

past. The speeding bumper just caught John's ankle as Madam von Kleiner, Nurse

Bloucher and Horace Norton made their escape.

John lay groaning, clutching his lower leg. Suki and Jenny ran to him and helped

him back into the Clinic. Jenny's uniform got a few amused looks so she ran to

the changing room and put on her own clothes. When she got back a Doctor told

her John had a badly bruised ankle. They wanted him to stay the night and they'd

probably release him in the morning. Jenny kissed John goodbye saying 'Suki

saved your life. I hope you thanked her. I'll come and collect you in the

morning. Suki and I have to go and report to Holt. See you tomorrow love'.

Chapter 6.

As Suki was about to leave Headquarters that night a note was delivered to her.

'Room 403, Carlton Hotel, 8:00pm' it said. The note had no signature. Suki was

intrigued, so later that evening she rode up in the lift toward the fourth

floor. She knocked and waited expectantly. The door swung open and there stood

Jenny in a white toweling bathrobe looking like she'd not long emerged from the

shower. 'Come in. Suki' said Jenny.

'Jenny' said Suki. 'What's going on. Why have you asked me to come here'.

'Please sit down Suki' said Jenny. 'I wanted you to come here tonight so I could

thank you properly for saving my husbands life today. If you hadn't pushed him

out of the way of that van he would have been killed for sure. You risked your

own life to save John's. I want to show you how grateful I am.

Jenny slowly stood up and faced Suki. I have to collect John from the Clinic

tomorrow but, if you wish, for this one time only, I'm yours until the morning.

So saying Jenny released the robe and let it slide to the floor. She stood naked

and demure in front of Suki. Suki was stunned. She stared silently at Jenny's

naked body. She'd seen most of it at one time or another but this was the first

time she'd seen Jenny completely exposed. She slowly rose and taking Jenny's

face is her hands she planted a soft kiss on her lips.

The night was filled with soft moans and groans. Their hot sweating bodies

heaved and jerked against each other as they strove to give as much pleasure to

the other as they could. Time and again one of them reached the heights of

passion only to resume again after a few minutes rest.

Jenny lay staring at the ceiling in the early morning light. Suki lay beside her

quietly sleeping. The exertions had exhausted them both but Jenny couldn't

sleep. She was glad she'd made preparations for the night of passion. She'd

brought along various items she thought Suki would like. The six cloth cuffs

seemed to be her favorite and Jenny found they had really enhanced the

sensations when Suki had used them on her. The large red vibrator she'd sneaked

out of Oily Harris's studio also worked for both of them. She'd have to get some

new batteries though. They both gave as much joy as they received until Jenny

used the Butterfly Kiss on her and Suki had to admit defeat after passing out

from the exquisite pleasure.

The End

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