The Spy Queen

Part I

The dewy night air made her skin tingle, making her feel even sexier than she looked. She didn't even need to look in a mirror. The looks from passersby and the other attendees walking in to the soiree being held at Cape Town's most luxurious hotel was confirmation enough to Queen that she nailed this part of her assignment. In a land that birthed human creation and ideal feminine forms like Nefertiti and Cleopatra, Queen, that was her real name, really stood out. The gorgeous 33 year old South African stood a stately 5'9" without heels and her delectable caramel skin and dark hair served as the perfect frame for her massive breasts, taut, toned torso, a spectacular and muscled ass, and an endless pair of shapely legs. She was the perfect woman who looked great in a t-shirt and jeans, a cocktail dress, or, especially, nothing at all.

Queen strut towards the entrance of the hotel feeling both confident and sexy which were the exact qualities she needed for tonight's assignment. Her dress, a beautiful saffron gown that hugged her curves, showed so much cleavage that only by the strength of a miracle band of elastic did it avoid slipping off her awesome breasts, and the hip-high slit that almost showed off her entire left leg was practically a piece of art. When she first tried the dress, she worried that the slit was too high and would allow prying eyes an unfettered view to her privates. To mitigate that risk, she also chose a wonderful thong that was the exact same color as the dress which would hopefully eliminate anyone trying for a second peek. The whole outfit plus her makeup, jewelry, and shoes together cost an unfathomable amount of money. There was no way she could afford this outfit on her meager government salary.

However, she wasn't just any ordinary government employee. As an elite field operative for South Africa's State Security Agency, her mission was to counter any foreign or domestic threats to her country's security. Completing this mission meant being able to enter and blend into a wide variety of social scenarios and, to the SSA's credit, they did not skimp on the expense account afforded to top field personnel like herself.

Tonight's mission had its own particular challenges that could mean mortal danger to her if she did not maintain absolute focus. Tonight's target was Dube, South Africa's largest importer of illicit material, guns, drugs, explosives, anything that was illegal, he had a hand in its import and movement within South Africa. For years, the SSA were stymied at every turn in trying to take down Dube and this would be their last, and most dangerous, attempt. Her mission was to make close contact with Dube and retrieve the hard drive that detailed the operations of his network. According to SSA analysts, this hard drive had the same dimensions as a few credit cards stacked on top of each other and was on his person at all times except when he conducted personal activities such as bathing or engaging in sexual intercourse.

She smiled, a dazzling smile that the security guard manning the metal detector assumed was for him. Hearing the last part from the analysts gave her the inspiration for how she would achieve "close contact". The picture of Dube, a man of large, muscular proportions, gave the opportunity to have some fun while protecting her country. After all, her occupation made it so, so difficult to find any adequate lovers, so she had to take advantage when she could!

Passing through the metal detector made her snap out of her reverie. Focus was absolutely essential towards success, especially tonight. For all other operations, she would be fitted with a customized earpiece so she could communicate with her technical and tactical support teams parked in non-descript vans nearby. But that was not the case today. Intelligence indicated that unprecedented security measures were being adopted for tonight's party. All electronic and radio signals, except those assigned to specific channels used by Dube's security team, were blocked from going in or out of the hotel. Teams of security personnel would constantly patrol the streets within two kilometers of the hotel and interrogate, violently if necessary, any vehicles they viewed suspicious.

The security measures meant that the only avenue for success was sending in a lone operative, without electronics and without backup. Queen thrilled at the opportunity and felt, despite her clothing, deliciously naked. It was just her and her wits in the toughest assignment of her career and she wanted to prove herself.

Entering the grand lobby of the hotel, her training kicked back in and she began to observe. It was difficult to appreciate the splendid decor when there were so many security personnel, some in plainclothes, some not, constantly patroling the area watching the guests. She followed the crowd to the grand ballroom where the festivities were being held and surreptitiously made a circuit of the room before looking for her target. This took a long time because multiple men approached her while she made her round and, with varying degrees of skill, tried to convince her to come back to their rooms. Deftly, she got herself out of each situation and appreciated the opportunity to stand and look around without arousing suspicion.

Finally, after shedding her last suitor, she saw him near the back corner of the bar. And he looked even better than his photograph! Despite knowing all the harm he caused to people, she couldn't help but feel her pulse quicken at the sight of this beefcake of a man. Just a second after she saw him, he saw her, their eyes locked and they exchanged smiles. It was time to make her move.

Slowly, seductively, so he could have all the time he wanted to examine her perfect body, she made her way towards him. When she was about 15 meters away, the first problem of the night showed up. From Dube's left and right appeared two shapely, busty redheads latched on to his arms and hugged their bodies tight against his. Before she could hesitate, Queen remembered the need to focus and kept walking without breaking stride.

"Goddamnit!", she screamed in her head. In every operation, no matter how much planning you did, there was always something that was missed, and they didn't check if Dube, of all things, had a date! Or dates it seemed in this case. Now what was she going to do? How could she entice him to a private place with the promise of sex so she could steal the hard drive if he already had two bimbos for the night? And then, for some reason, that old American saying popped into her head, "two's company but three's..." and then it dawned on her what she had to do. What she had to do would work but it might mean doing things she had never done before.

When she was close enough, she could observe more. Up close, Dube was even more handsome than she imagined, his perfect, shining teeth contrasting wonderfully against his chocolate-colored skin. And his tuxedo was custom-made. She also saw, to her surprise, that the redheads were actually identical twins. And despite her perception of them being bimbos, there was no denying their fantastic bodies. Though not equal to hers, their breasts and ass seemed slightly smaller, their fiery red hair, pouty lips and creamy skin emitted rays of raw sexuality that even she, a heterosexual, could not ignore. Or maybe she was more receptive to those vibes now?

Graciously, Dube motioned to a passing waiter to provide Queen with a flute of champagne. Cracking a toothy smile, he said in his low, baritone voice, "Good evening, a lovely drink for a lovely lady. My name is Dube and it is always a pleasure to meet a woman of such great beauty."

Queen couldn't help but smile at the compliment and the champagne tasted wonderful to her suddenly parched mouth. Returning his smile with a dazzling one of her own, she said, "Thank you for the drink, it was even better knowing that it came from such a handsome and courteous man such as yourself. My name is Queen, yes", she giggled, "that is my real name and it is a pleasure to meet you Dube."

She stepped closer, now just inches from his body, the heat from his body, her body, the redheads' bodies seemed to rise as they bunched together, the sexual vibes going off making her slightly heady but not enough to lose focus.

She put her hand lightly on his chest, almost moaning at its hardness.

"You know what they say", she said, "two's company, but three's a crowd". At this point she moved her hands so they lightly rubbed against the redheads' arms on either side of Dube, moved her lips just inches from Dube's before whispering, "and four's a party."

She gently pressed her hip against Dube's groin and was delighted to feel it start to swell before he backed off lest he show the entire ballroom his erection.

"Well ladies", Dube happily said to the women on his arms, "it looks like we have one more to join us tonight."

To which the redhead on his left arm replied, to Queen's surprise, an American accent, "Do we have to wait for so long?"

Dube, who couldn't believe his luck, quickly said, "No we don't", and motioned to Queen to link her arms with the redhead on his left arm. After locking arms, Queen couldn't help but press her body slightly alongside the redhead's and was thrilled when the redhead pushed back. She wasn't into women at all but right now it seemed as if her body had a mind of its own. Frankly, it was a good thing because if she wasn't convincing as someone who liked girls then her mission was compromised and she would likely be in danger.

The four of them walked out of the ballroom and Dube reveled at the envy he saw in every man's eyes. He was already the richest and most powerful person in the entire hotel and now they all knew he would spend the night with three gorgeous women. Indeed, he was truly a lucky man!

They walked to the elevator reserved especially for Dube, its entrance guarded by one of his men. It opened instantly and all four of them entered, arms linked, and stood against the back wall.

"Cindy", he said to the woman on his right arm, "Mindy", to the one on his left, "will you please make sure our lovely Queen is entertained on the long ride to the top?".

Both redheads detached themselves from Dube's arms, with Mindy slowly guiding Queen against the side wall of the elevator. Quickly, she slid her bare thigh into the slit of Queen's dress and gently rubbed it against her thong-covered pussy. Next, she lowered her lips to Queen's lower neck and began to tease and nibble on the hot skin.

From the other side came Cindy who pressed her body tightly against Queen's and began to kiss and lick up and down the other side of Queen's neck.

Queen moaned in pleasure under the twins' sensual assault. From her position, the only thing she could do was wrap her arms around Cindy and Mindy and explore the curvature of their bodies with her hands. She was pleasantly surprised at how natural it felt to feel another woman's lips on her, to feel another's breasts pressed against her own, to rub and squeeze a woman's ass, and to ride her pussy against a woman's bare thigh.

By unspoken signal, Cindy and Mindy began to move from the neck area in opposite directions. Mindy moved down, carefully planting her lips and tongues on every inch of exposed skin of Queen's fantastic tits while Cindy moved up, licking and kissing her way up to Queen's lips as they quivered in pleasure. Within seconds, Cindy's lips met Queen's and it was like putting a flame to gasoline. Their mouths mashed hungrily mashed against each other, swapping hot spit, while their lips pressed and slid together.

Queen couldn't believe the pleasure she was feeling and her moans inside of Cindy's mouth only got louder when she felt Mindy slide her dress off her left tit, wrap her lips around her nipple and began to softly suck. And Queen almost came when she and Cindy began to twist their tongues together.

The African beauty felt the pleasure rising inside of herself to almost unbearable levels and knew she was only moments from cumming when the ding from the elevator indicated they'd reached the top floor. All the women quickly fixed themselves before the elevator door opened, with Mindy even helpfully pulling Queen's dress back up to cover her tits. Everyone linked arms as before and walked out, this time to a hallway lined with almost a score of bodyguards. Even in her flustered state of pre-orgasmic bliss, Queen could tell these guys were pros. As opposed to the men downstairs, the looks she got from this lot were stony stares. As they approached the door to Dube's suite, Queen reminded herself that a hallway of professional killers were just mere feet from her.

They entered the suite, Cindy first, with Queen bringing up the rear. Queen gently placed a hand on Mindy's ass to propel them ahead of Dube. She reached into the well-concealed pocket of her dress and withdrew a small compact makeup case, the kind that had a mirror and a little bit of blush powder for times she would need a quick fix. She opened the case and held the mirror up to her eyes, presumably to see if her makeup was alright but, in reality, she was gauging the distance between herself and the target.

When he was in range, she turned around, rotated the case in her hand so the powder faced away from her, and gave a quick, hard blow. Just like she was trained. Immediately, Dube's face was hit with a burst of a powdered narcotic that instantly knocked him to the ground in a crumple. Cindy and Mindy turned around at hearing the thump and were greeted with the vision of Dube lying flat on his back while Queen searched his clothing clearly looking for something.

Queen's hands felt the hard surface of the hard drive in a hidden pocket of the tux jacket and yanked hard, tearing the tuxedo in the process. She quickly slid the hard drive into her own concealed pocket and began to make her way to the windows to make her escape. This was an old-fashioned hotel with large windows that opened to a balcony with, for her, easy access to the roof. Escape was going to be a piece of cake.

"Wait!", Queen heard from one of the twins, the voice barely above a whisper. It was more the lack of volume in the voice than the word that made Queen pause and look at the speaker. It was Cindy who had spoken.

"All the windows are wired to his security! If anybody tries to open one, those goons out there will be here in two seconds and we'll all be dead!", Cindy explained.

"Shit", was all Queen could say as she backed away from the window. She had the hard drive but she was still in danger, what should she do?

This time it was Mindy who spoke. "Listen, those guards are going to become suspicious if they don't hear any sounds of fucking soon. In fact, we usually go the whole night. Sometimes he joins us, sometimes he watches."

Queen was astonished at these words and was slightly thrilled at the answer she knew was coming when she asked, "So what do we do?".

In response, Cindy and Mindy just smiled and immediately walked towards the closet and retrieved all manners of restraints and gags and quickly began to secure Dube against one of the suite's many columns while he was still unconscious. Queen couldn't believe he had all those types of things just in his closet, what kind of psycho was he?

When they finished tying up Dube, who was still out cold, they both turned towards Queen and walked towards her slowly. Seductively.

They approached her, like two hyenas about to pounce on some tasty prey. Queen's heart pounded against her chest. When she first adapted to the sight of Mindy and Cindy, she thought at most she might have to do was some kissing with them before she got the hard drive. She did not think that a whole night of lesbian sex was possible.

But she was horny. The anticipation of fucking Dube had her riled up for days and she was still feeling tingly from that episode in the elevator with the twins. And the windows were wired and the guards would be suspicious if they only heard silence for the whole night. Therefore, the mission's success depended on fucking two hot redheads for the whole night. Awesome.

She had barely finished that train of thought when the redheads sidled up to either side of her, Mindy on the left and Cindy on the right. A gentle hand on her left arm turned Queen and she was enveloped from behind by Cindy who began to kiss along the side of Queen's neck while her hands began to undo the knots and clasps that held Queen's dress together from the back.

Mindy leaned in and began to kiss Queen, their lips softly mingling and breasts lightly tapping against each other while Cindy finished up with Queen's dress. When done, she stepped back, and quickly stripped, throwing her dress, panties and shoes to a corner. She pressed her now naked body against Queen's bareback and rubbed her hands up and down her sister's bare arms to signal it was time for her turn.

Together, the twins turned Queen around, and she gasped at the sight of Cindy's gloriously nude body that looked so much like her own. Bulging tits, toned stomach, beautiful pussy lips with some clear wetness, and long, stunning legs. Her observations only lasted for a second before Cindy put her hand on the back of Queen's head and brought her in for an intense, tongue-twisting kiss. Queen moaned under the pleasure of the kiss and quickly wrapped her arms around Cindy's bare back. While her hands explored the hard, unencumbered flesh, from behind, Mindy began to slide Queen's dress down.

As the dress slid down inch by inch, Mindy kissed her way down Queen's increasingly uncovered back. She took an even more deliberate pace when it came time to slide the dress over Queen's fantastic ass, delighting in kissing every inch of hard muscle exposed as the dress slid down. Finally, the dress pooled at Queen's feet and Mindy quickly, and expertly, navigated Queen out of her heels without Queen ever having to break her makeout session with Cindy. Now Queen was just clad in her thong which Mindy decided to leave on for now.

As her sister did before, Mindy backed away and quickly stripped naked, throwing her things in the same corner where the other two girls' clothes were. She rejoined the party by pressing her large breasts against Queen's muscled back, moaning at the feeling of her hard nipples scraping against the supple skin.

Sensing her sister's return, Cindy knew that all three of them were now naked. Or almost naked she realized as her finger tips grazed along the borders of Queen's thong, now wet with sweat and precum. Cindy broke her kiss with Queen and began to kiss down. Queen's moans of disappointment at the kiss's ending were quickly silenced when Mindy grabbed her head, turned it in her direction, and thrust her tongue straight into Queen's mouth.

Cindy kissed and licked her way down Queen's body, savoring every taste of skin and sweat. Her lips climbed the mountain of Queen's tits twice, each time covering them in saliva and swirling her tongue around the nipples before luxiourously sucking on them for what seemed like an eternity. Her journey continued, down Queen's incredibly toned stomach before reaching the destination of Queen's thong-covered pussy. Cindy curled her fingers around the strings of Queen's thong and began to tug down until it was on the floor.

Queen couldn't believe what she was going through right now. From behind her, Mindy was ravishing her mouth, while pressing her incredible tits and slick pussy lips against her backside. And Mindy's soft hands were all over Queen's tits, pinching her nipples and massaging Cindy's spit into her tits. It felt wonderful and when she felt Cindy's hot breath on her pussy, she couldn't help but thrust her pelvis in anticipation of what came next.

Slowly, as if teasing, Queen felt Cindy's long, wet tongue tease and excite her vagina before kissing her lips one at a time. Soon, when Cindy's ministrations got Queen leaking fluid, she plunged her tonge directly into Queen's vaginal canal, filling the whole cavity and causing Queen to break her kiss with Mindy and scream, "OHHHHH SHIT!!!!!" in delirious pleasure. Cindy continued to keep her tongue still and bob it up and down into Queen's pussy before she softened it and began to explore Queen's outer lips and circle her pulsing, quivering clit.