4 comments/ 71902 views/ 33 favorites Chuck! Fuck Ch. 01 By: Sensa8 Authors note: The following is a bit of fan parody fiction off of a hit television show called "Chuck". If the reader has never seen the show, this author strongly recommends checking an episode out before continuing, as being familiar with the characters parodied below will only enhance the experience. This first chapter starts out slow, builds up at the end. If anyone reads this, likes it and wants more, I'll write chapter two, and it will be much hotter, faster. * Chuck knew he was in danger. True, he wasn't a trained spy, like his cover girlfriend Sarah or her creepy NSA counterpart Casey, but he'd gotten into enough tricky situations to have developed a sensitive set of hairs on the back of his neck. Hairs that were standing on end right about now. He took a gulp, recalled the limited training he had received so far. He brought his pistol back up, turned his body a bit to make less of a target, and moved into the abandoned building. It was darker inside than it was outside, and he stumbled over a discarded piece of wood on the floor. The noise it made as his foot moved it made him cringe: the night was otherwise dead silent all around him. He started wishing he could be somewhere else. How did he ever get himself into these situations? He'd even take a boring shift at the Nerd Herd desk right now, anything other than freezing his ass off, wandering around with a loaded gun in a dark, empty old building, looking for trouble. His mind drifted to Sarah, her shining blonde hair, her beautiful blue eyes, the body you would expect from a twenty-something CIA agent. He felt a tightening in his crotch as his mind replayed various images of that body. They had never really...uh...consummated...their cover relationship, a thought the polite Chuck very seldom even thought. But a man, even one as polite as Chuck, could only take so much. So many glimpses, so many teasing moments... "Freeze!" That's certainly not Sarah behind me. Chuck thought forlornly as he dropped his weapon and put up his hands. "Now, turn around." The voice ordered. Chuck turned around, hands still up. Casey stood there, a disgusted expression on his face. Not that Casey ever really wore any other kind of expression, but, this time it was especially disgusted. The NSA agent was training a gun on Chuck's head, a thing that had happened many times before without (sadly, for Casey) the opportunity to pull the trigger. "Bartowski!" Casey barked. "Idiot. Besides letting yourself be surprised and apprehended, you also turned around and surrendered without trying for my weapon. Do you remember anything we taught you?" "Uh...yes." Chuck stammered. "Good." Casey replied. "Now, turn around again, and this time, try to disarm me." "Can we skip that part?" Chuck asked tentatively. "Do it." Casey grumbled. "I promise, I won't break a bone in you." He added with a fake smile. Chuck slowly turned back around, then almost instantly spun back, pivoted towards Casey, grabbed the gun and the arm holding it and twisted. Casey reflexively shook Chuck off, but as Chuck fell he kicked out, knocking Casey off balance and taking him to the floor with him. That didn't matter much because Casey already had the pistol trained back on Chuck's head and this time, he pulled the trigger. "Bang. You're dead." Casey said. Chuck gave a very nervous laugh. Lights started coming on all around and a door, previously hidden in a darkened corner of the room they had been standing in, opened. Several people came out, including Major Conant, one of the NSA's head agent trainers, and Sarah Walker, the cause of the softcore fantasy Chuck had been enjoying when Casey had struck. Conant had some harsh words for Chuck's less-than-stellar performance. Actually, Conant reflected, Chuck had done alright until he entered the mock-up abandoned building in the NSA's giant training simulator. Conant moved off to find several other trainee's and veterans who had been in the simulated operation along with Chuck and Casey. Casey, wiping mud off his face from an earlier part of the training, growled at Chuck: "See you in the showers, Bartowski." "Oh...you go ahead. I'll catch up!" Chuck squeaked with another nervous laugh. Sarah came over to him now, wiped some mud off his face and walked with him towards the exit. "You did really, really well, Chuck." She told him, looking at him with those beautiful blue eyes. "It was strange though, you seemed to loose focus once you entered the building. What were you thinking about?" Chuck abruptly started to turn red. He laughed again. "Oh, nothing." He told her, trying hard not to look at her. For her day at the NSA training facility, deep within a rural, undisclosed location on the East Coast, Sarah had gone a bit more casual than she otherwise might have dressed had she been at her native CIA. She was wearing a casual, comfortable blouse and tight jeans. She had left the top three buttons of the blouse undone, and from Chuck's taller vantage point, it was clear that her soft, warm tits were filling out the shirt nicely. His cock tightened once more in his pants. "I think I better catch up to Casey, get all this grime off of me. I'll catch up with you in a few minutes!" he told Sarah glibly, taking a sharp left turn and heading towards the men's locker rooms. He ducked inside, shut the door behind him and backed against it, breathing heavily and trying to subdue the massive boner tenting his NSA-issue camo pants. From beyond the locker area in which he was now standing, he could hear the sounds of the other NSA agents, John Casey included, who were showering the dirt, mud and grime from the training sessions off of them. Chuck briefly considered hopping in, realizing that showering with burly NSA men would, most likely, calm him down considerably. He stripped down to the nude and headed for the showers. This was going to be unpleasant, especially showering near Casey. But he had to get rid of that boner and he was pretty filthy. A shower would be nice. Then he could head back to his room for some much needed down time. He moved into the communal shower and turned on the water. "Batowski." A voice growled. It was of course, John Casey. Chuck rolled his eyes, flashbacks of junior high storming into his supercomputer brain. Chuck turned around. The two men eyed each other, naked. Casey was of course, twice as fit as Chuck. But Chuck noted with interested pleasure that his cock was a good big bigger than Casey's, or for that matter, any of the other NSA guys still in the shower room. "Nice of you to join us." Casey growled after a pause. Chuck laughed nervously. "Haha, well, have to get some of this grime off..." Some time later, Chuck was driving back to the vacation house that he, Ellie and Devon were sharing. Chuck and Sarah had come up with a convoluted reason to take a vacation near the NSA training center. This led them, and Ellie and Devon, to a rather pretty resort right on the beach. The Atlantic Ocean wasn't quite as welcoming as the Pacific, but it was tolerable in August. Sarah had even persuaded the government to work an exclusive "discount" for the couples, so staying at the hotel wasn't nearly as expensive as it should be. Chuck parked the rented convertible and leaped over the side. He strode through the lobby, then out along one of the wide, shaded veranda's that overlooked the beach and also linked the main building of the resort to every set of bungalows. The two couples shared one of the larger bungalows, surrounded by shrubs at the rear and greeted by a warm, sandy expanse of beach in the front. Chuck entered through a side door and headed for his room. He needed to jack off, badly. Images of Sarah filled his head. Nothing his hand and a bit of time on the Internet couldn't solve, he thought with a grin. He pulled up a favorite porn site, and had just started unbuckling his pants, when he heard a distinct, muffled moan from down the hallway. Intrigued and aroused even more, Chuck fastened his pants and moved quietly down the hallway towards the next bedroom. Devon and Ellie's door stood partially ajar. Chuck peered around the corner. There, on the bed, lay Devon and Ellie. Or rather, Ellie was on her hands and knee's as her fiance pounded her pussy from behind. Even though Ellie was his sister, Chuck got an instant hard on. How could he not? Ellie's tanned, flawless body was a bit heavier and curvier than Sarah's. Her big, perfectly formed tits swung beneath her as she moaned softly. Devon's body was, well, awesome. Tanned, perfectly fit, with a large, circumsized prick. He teased Ellie now, sliding in and out slowly, grinding the big bulbous red tip of his cock against her g-spot as he did so. Ellie moaned and sunk her head into the pillows. "Oh yeah baby, fuck me. Mmmm, fuck me goood." She moaned softly. Her long fingers searched out her cunt and she began playing with her clit as she was penetrated. Chuck, stiff and quietly moaning to himself in pleasure, rubbed his cock through his pants. He noted, again with pride, that his cock seemed a bit bigger than the one he was staring at, the one teasing his sisters wet cunt from across the room. Chuck watched for another minute as Devon and Ellie moved a bit, and Ellie took Devon into her mouth, sucking his shaved prick and toying with his big balls. One pretty finger crept its way back towards Devon's ass and started probing there. Chuck's eyes widened at this, something he had never seen or even though of. He wondered how it would feel and his cock grew. Suddenly, Devon was moaning. His cum filled Ellie's pretty mouth, her cheeks billowed out and some of his thick white spunk leaked past her red lips and trickled down her chin, then splattered on her aroused nipples. Chuck, snapping out of his reverie, beat a hasty retreat to his room, where he hastily beat his cock to a climax. As he did so, he watched his big, nine and a half inch prick. His mind recalled the day, images of Sarah, images of his sister and Devon and their awesome sex. His thoughts moved about and his balls churned, just about ready to reach their climax. His mind turned to Jill, his ex-girlfriend now locked away as a FULCRUM agent. Even though that was a morbid thought, he pushed it aside and thought of the more pleasant times they had had. That time she snuck under a table at a dinner, pulled down his pants and sucked him off. Or the time she had let him fuck her for the first time. God, her cunt had been so, so tight... Chuck was a bit lost in his reverie and didn't notice his pretty blonde cover girlfriend walk up to the bungalow. Nor did her hear her open the front door. Sarah Walker was a bit tired and thought a nap followed by a quick afternoon swim might do her good. She hadn't seen Chuck's car and the bungalow seemed pretty quiet. She walked towards their shared room, her hands unbuttoning her blouse and letting her hair down. She got to the door, which Chuck had shut, and opened it. Chuck! Fuck Ch. 02 Authors note: Big thanks to all supporters and those who offered creative suggestions, some of which are incorporated below. Shout out to all you guys. Again, I'll continue on if this is popular! Also, please read Ch. 1 of this story! Thanks! * Sarah paused in the doorway. Chuck paused in mid-stroke of his huge prick. The sexual tension was thick enough to touch. No more than an instant of hesitation passed, but it seemed like an eternity to Chuck, who instantly started to turn beet red. His eyes went to his computer screen, where (more embarrassing than having porn up) he had pulled up a photo of Sarah from last year's Halloween party (when she had gone as Princess Leia), to his cock, now harder and longer than it had been in a long time, to Sarah's blouse, which she had unbuttoned. "Well, Chuck." Sarah broke the silence by closing the door, softly behind her. "Look's like you've had a long day." Her eyes sparkled slightly as she assessed his package. "A very long day." Her normally cool blonde exterior was cracked slightly by the twin emotions playing over her face. Curiosity bordering on lust, and faint amusement. She quickly took control of the situation, like she always did. She made him stand. Her soft fingers wrapped around his shaft, feeling it, giving it a few tugs which made Chuck groan. Then she helped him undress. She pushed him onto the bed, stood next to it, and began stripping. Chuck's eyes were as wide as plates as he watched her strip. First her blouse, showing a bra trying to constrain her soft, swelling chest. Then her jeans were off, displaying long, smooth, sexy legs and...yes...she was wearing a thong? Chuck, naked, horny and aroused, stopped touching his dick and tried to think of Big Mike, naked, in order to stop from ending this before it began. Next, her panties were off and she tossed them to him. They landed on his dick but he refused to touch them. Sarah laughed as she took off her bra, causing those marvelous, perky tits to jiggle. She moved to him now, tossed the panties away, and put his hands on her soft, creamy tits for the first time. They felt so good, and as he played, her tiny pink nipples started to harden and Sarah...Sarah the collected spy started to moan. After a minute, that was over. "Relax, Chuck." Sarah ordered coolly. She placed her soft hands on his chest and pushed him back onto the pillows. She eyed him with amused eyes. "This is all part of our cover, remember?" "Well yeah, but don't you think..." Sarah also thought, as she turned to his huge dick, that it wasn't just the cover. Chuck was better endowed than she had thought, and it had been awhile. She wasn't going to let this pass her by. Her warm, pink tongue slipped past her ruby red lips and gently, teasingly, gave a lick to the underside of his cock. Chuck's moans made her smile and she began licking him in earnest, then sucking soon after that. He almost lost it at that point, but Sarah had learned a neat trick somewhere along her travels. Simply apply pressure here, and the cum receded. Until she was ready for it. "I want you to fuck me." She announced after another ten minutes of worshiping his gorgeous prick with her soft mouth. Chuck gulped. It had been awhile. He gave her what he hoped was a smile with a confidence he didn't feel, and started to move on top of her. Sarah stopped him, and they sat next to each other. "No, missionary is dull, Chuck." Sarah said, her blue eyes still sparkling. "Take me doggystyle. OK?" As she was speaking, Chuck, relaxed and further aroused by the out-of-this-world blow job he had just received, became somewhat more confidant. His big hand found her snatch and started to flick her clit back and forth. Sarah moaned and her eyes rolled back in pleasure. Chuck started sucking her tits, enjoying this spectacle of Sarah Walker, the cool, in-control CIA agent, completely at his mercy, moaning as he played with her snatch and her tits. Sarah regained control after a few minutes of this. She pushed Chuck away coyly, and got on her hands and knees. Chuck watched her and almost lost it right there. She looked so perfect. Her hair, normally up, was down and wild looking. Her perfect-sized titties hung there beneath her, nipples hard. Her upturned, shaved pussy glistened as it awaited his hard, hard cock. Chuck moved behind her. "Are you sure about this?" he whispered nervously. Sarah moaned as she felt his big mushroom tip at her soft gates. "Please, Chuck. Please fuck me. Fuck me good...come on Chuck...fuck me." As she said this, she couldn't wait any longer. She began pressing back against him, absorbing his cock slowly. Chuck moaned. She was so tight. And she was soaking wet. His pubes were wet now! His big dick filled her, it sank into her depths and they began a long odyssey of fucking that lasted through most of the night. Chuck's friend and loyal sidekick, Morgan, had decided this vacation was too important to be left out on, and had decided to go along. Unfortunately for Morgan, Chuck didn't tell him about the vacation plans until the last minute. That, coupled with Morgan's determination to follow his buddy, led Morgan to a Motel 6 further inland. Near the airport. Morgan, good natured soul/geek that he was, was actually enjoying himself. This allowed him valuable alone time, to get away from Anna, his somewhat girlfriend from the Buymore. His room reflected this alone time: it was a wasteland of rented movies, video games, porno magazines and discarded Chinese food boxes. The morning after Chuck's training excersizes, Morgan woke early. "I've got to get out of here." He said, aloud to himself. He left the room and took a walk through town and over to the villa that Chuck, Sarah, Ellie and Devon were staying at. He ogled most of the girls getting off the beach after an early morning swim, went over to Chuck's, and knocked on the door. No response. Morgan checked his watch. It was still early. Chuck was probably passed out from whatever that weird gym he and Sarah had been going to. He sure did spend a lot of time there. But then again, Morgan reflected, he'd happily live in a gym in order to see Sarah Walker's toned, fit body in a workout outfit. She has such a tight ass... Morgan, undeterred by the door, moved around to the side. A fence and a thick wall of shrubs also did not deter him, somehow, and he moved over them until he was in the small, inner garden around the rented villa. From here he had access to several of the wide, close-to-the ground windows. He saw one that was partially open, moved to it, and climbed over and in. Ellie Bartowski had gone into the shower early, so as not to wake anyone else. She left the window ajar slightly because...well, honestly, she wanted a long, slow, hot shower and the window of course was better ventilation than the fan. She opened the window, started the water and got undressed. Moments later, there was a clunk as Morgan rolled into the bathroom. Sarah had heard Ellie's scream and came running, hand poised over a knife hidden in her shoe. She relaxed when she saw it was Morgan. Harmless clown. She thought to herself. Morgan was beet red, his eyes wide. Ellie stood there, trying to cover herself up, glaring at Morgan. She turned as Sarah entered the room, the towel still barely covering her. Sarah's eyes appraised Chuck's sister. Not too bad. She's not nearly in shape like I am, but she's still pretty damn hot. Ugh, and her boobs are definitely bigger than mine... "Sorry Sarah!" Ellie said, embarrassment still all over her face. "Morgan was just leaving." She said in a voice of steel. This voice hit Morgan quickly, and with a last gulp, he did an about-face back towards the way he came in. Sarah and Ellie exchanged a smile. Ellie looked a bit puzzled when Sarah's eyes lingered on her for a moment. Is she checking me out? Ellie wondered. She shook her head, that was silly. After Sarah left, Ellie regarded Morgan, who was awkwardly moving back towards the window, trying to extricate himself from this entire situation. Ellie didn't know why, but she had been running on a very, very horny streak this entire vacation. Now, she watched Morgan. Ok. He's short. And that beard. And he's a geek. BUT...he's always worshiped me. Hmmm...imagine how grateful someone like that would be...bet he'd lick my pussy like it was his life's goal. It probably IS his life goal. She shook her head, trying to dislodge such thoughts. That was stupid, foolish. This lasted only a second, as this extreme, irritating, irrational horniness swept over her. She didn't get it. But, her doctor's instinct told her, she shouldn't fight it. Be healthy, accept it. "Morgan..." she said slowly. He turned back to her, with a deer-in-headlights expression. "Morgan, come here for a minute." She said. As she did so, she dropped the towel to the floor, exposing at long last the subject of all his fantasies. Her tall, tanned, curvy body. Her large, soft breasts. And those big, beautiful eyes were smiling at him. She brushed a strand of silky brown hair behind her ear and gave him a come-hither look. Morgan approached, as if in a dream. She scolded him now. "Not like that, silly." She turned, headed for the shower stall. "Don't come over here until you're naked." She instructed. Morgan was out of his clothes in less than twenty seconds. Ellie noted he was hairy, but his dick fascinated her. He was uncut, average length, but so thick. It startled her. Also, he had really, really big balls. She moaned softly. Her pussy was wet and her perfect, big pink nipples started perking up. Morgan joined her in the shower now. Ellie's soft hands found his dick, moved the foreskin back, and began stroking it gently. Morgan's eyes were perpetually wide as his body fought so, so hard not to start spurting cum all over Ellie's flawless belly right now. Ellie sighed softly as the water crashsed around them. Then she eyed Morgan with faint irritation, grabbed one of his hands (which had been pressed against the wall for support) and guided it between her already smooth legs, up past her thighs, and onto her wet, trimmed snatch. Morgan felt the sticky woman juice on his fingers and he closed his eyes and squirmed, trying to hold his cum back. He slowly, slowly started feeling around, but Ellie had no patience for that. She guided his fingers to her clit. "Here, Morgan. Do this." She instructed. Morgan nodded dumbly. Her hands were doing wonders on his big shaft and he moaned. He lent forward and buried his head in her perfect, ample bosom. Ellie sighed with pleasure as he finger her clitty, and guided his mouth to her left tit. "Now, suck baby. That's it. Suck Chuck's sisters tits. Mmmm that feels great, don't stop!" Her fingers stopped pleasing his shaft and now started delicately playing with his enormous (she couldn't believe how big they were!) balls. She toyed with them idly as Morgan worked on her and the hot water ran down over them both. Sarah, in the kitchen, brewing coffee, thought of Ellie's dreamy body. Inadvertently, her hand trailed down into the loose fitting pajama bottoms, into her undies and towards her clitty. She idly flicked it a little. The embers of her arousal began to grow, and she moved back down the hallway. Sarah crept back to the bathroom and saw what was going on in the shower. Ellie's cute ass was pressed against the glass as she was worked on from the front. From her moans, it appeared Morgan was a slightly more adept lover than Sarah could have imagined. Ellie, you slut. Sarah grinned to herself. She found that she was now full-blown horny. A quick trip by her delicate fingers inside her panty line confirmed this: she was soaking her panties watching this. Sarah lent against the door frame and moaned quietly to herself. Her other hand crept under her loose fitting shirt and cupped her tit, toying with her tiny, hard nipple. * Like it? Please vote and comment! Chapter Three will continue this. Also-more between Sarah and Chuck. In addition...Chuck's old ex Jill makes a comeback. And a few other surprises! Chuck! Fuck Ch. 03 Authors note: thanks again to my loyal readers. I've received a surprising number of encouraging feedback emails. I always welcome your comments and suggestions! For those of you unfamiliar with our story: please check out Chapters 1 and 2, or watch an episode of "Chuck" to get visuals for our characters. Thanks! Sarah stood in the doorway, toying with her soaked pussy and watching as Morgan and Ellie fooled around in the shower. Now, Ellie was kneeling, taking Morgan's dick into her mouth. Sarah moaned softly. Ellie! I never knew what a slut you were! She thought. Sarah bit her lip. Now, the ice-cool blonde/CIA agent was starting to get frustrated. The glass shower wall was opaque, and she couldn't see all the details she wanted to. Lucky for Sarah, Ellie apparently was tired of the confines of the shower. The water turned off and Sarah watched carefully as Ellie guided Morgan to a large rug on the bathroom floor. She made him lie down and said softly: "We're going to take a break from fucking so you can lick my pussy. Remember the clit I showed you? Just take your tongue to that, Morgan..." Morgan nodded and watched as Ellie crouched over him, lowering her sweet nectar down onto his waiting tongue. That was enough. Sarah couldn't stand it anymore. Besides, she could now clearly see Morgan's cock and she needed a cock in her tight little twat. Sarah moved in now, easily discarding her loose sweatpants and loose shirt. She stood naked in front of Ellie, over Morgan's body. Ellie, seeing Sarah, froze, then made a move to get off of Morgan's face. Sarah grinned, put a finger to her lips to keep Ellie quiet, and motioned her to stay. Warily at first, Ellie relaxed. Sarah winked at her and positioned her dripping wet pussy over Morgan's throbbing, uncut prick. Slowly, she sank herself down, impaling herself on his fuck shaft. Morgan, lost in the sweet, sticky bliss of Ellie's pussy, tried to look up, startled at this new sensation. Ellie, obligingly, moved up so he could see Sarah Walkers cute, blonde, fair-skinned body bouncing up and down on his prick. He almost came. "Look who joined us, Morgan." Ellie said laughing. "Chuckie's girlfriend apparently wanted some of the action." "Oh my God..." Morgan started. He didn't finish what he was trying to say, because Ellie lowered her pussy back to his waiting mouth. She looked at Sarah and the girls exchanged a giggle. Sarah then rolled her eyes slightly and moaned as Morgan's dick sank all the way in. Fuck, he was wide. Wider than Chuck, possibly. Mmm...but not as long. "Oh...yeah....oh God, he's big, isn't he?" Ellie asked "Yeah." Sarah panted. Her eyes opened and locked with Ellie's. Ellie moaned as Morgan's tongue re-discovered her clit and went to work. Sarah, moving deep into her world of lust, decided to take advantage of this moment when Ellie's guard was well and truly dropped. She leaned forward, grasped Ellie's shoulders, and kissed her. Instantly, Ellie's eyes flew open and she resisted, but Sarah held her tight. Ellie started to relax. Sarah had, in her worlds of experience, done far more wild things than this with other women, and men. She hungrily tasted Ellie, one hand caressing Ellie's ample tits as the other hand slipped down her back and traced its way down Ellie's cute bubble butt. Poor Ellie. Sarah thought to herself. This is probably something pretty new and wild for her. But she seems to like it. Sarah noted Ellie's tongue was now exploring Sarah's sweet mouth. Sarah embraced Ellie and let the feelings wash over her. Soon, another sensation broke through. Morgan had caught a glimpse of what was going on when Ellie re-adjusted herself to get at Sarah better. "Oh!" she said aloud. Looks like someone else isn't used to girl-on-girl either. She thought. But the thought was a quick flash in her mind, now she was leaning back and enjoying the sensation of Morgan's cum spurting into her. Ellie watched and moaned, and her hands tentatively found Sarah's taut stomach. Sarah, with Morgan's cock still in her spurting a hell of a lot of cum, watched in a lustful daze as Ellie slowly let her hands move up to cup Sarah's perky tits. Both Ellie and Sarah moaned, louder than Morgan was moaning, as Ellie caressed Sarah's beautiful rack. Morgan, to his credit, kept licking Ellie's cunt until she came. After that, Sarah sat on the edge of the sink, pretty legs splayed, as Morgan repeated his performance on her cunt. With her guidance, Morgan's tongue soon brought her to orgasm. Not the best she'd ever had, but enough to hold her over. As she came, she watched Ellie as much as she could, and told herself. Next time, it will be Ellie licking my cunt. Ohhh that will be good... Sarah released Morgan and got dressed with Ellie. "Let's do this more often." she said to Chuck's gorgeous sister. Ellie nodded, turned a bit red from embarrassment at all the wrong things she had just done, then giggled. "Let's. It was fun. Thanks Sarah." And she smiled warmly at her new playmate. Sarah kissed Ellie's pretty mouth once more, than smiled back. "My pleasure." They left, leaving Morgan spent, on the floor. He lay there, almost unconscious, for quite some time. Until Ellie returned, looked disgusted and told him he had to get out of the bathroom. Later that day, Chuck told Ellie and Devon (and Morgan) that he and Sarah were going out for the day. A romantic getaway. Ellie and Devon were supportive, Morgan a bit put out. Morgan was consoled, however, by discovering a Video Game Hall of Fame twenty minutes away. In reality, today was the CIA's turn to take a crack at giving Chuck some basic agent training. Sarah drove the rented convertible on the half-hour drive to an Agency training facility. For a brief return to her home turf, she was dressed in heels, a business-skirt and blouse. Chuck had done a double take when he first saw her that morning. The clothes Sarah wore weren't cut in a slutty way or anything, but the simple fact that she was wearing them made them hot. Chuck watched her as the drove. She smiled at him and reached over, giving his crotch a gentle, teasing rub. Chuck moaned and enjoyed it...until she stopped a second later. "Tease." He accused. Sarah didn't say a world, she just gave that self-assured smile and kept driving. Chuck was feeling a bit mischievous. And horny, thanks to Sarah. Her hands stroking his package while she just sat there, looking incredibly sexy. It was warm out, the top was down, and her long hair flew behind her as she guided the car down a quiet country road. Chuck put his hand on her thigh. Sarah had opted out of pantyhose, it was far too warm to bother. Chuck gently stroked her middle and inner thighs. Sarah, still a bit horny and glad to see Chuck had a naughty side, gave a small smile of encouragement. And spread her legs further apart as she drove. Now Chuck's hard-on grew quickly. His eyes widened and he started to shake slightly from excitement. And nerves. Sarah felt his hand tremble as it slid further up her thighs towards her already hot, wet snatch. She looked over at him and slowly wet her lips. "Keep going, Chuck." She said, just loud enough for him to hear. Chuck's fingers moved past her panties now, pushing them aside as he sought her wet cunt. He moaned as his fingertips got soaked in the sticky juices. His thumb and forefinger found her clit and slowly massaged it. Sarah, still driving, put her head back and moaned. "Whoa. Hey-uh-Sarah...you're still driving. Maybe this should wait?" Chuck said, reluctantly moving his fingers away. Sarah looked at the dashboard. "We're almost half-an-hour early." She concluded. And with that, she pulled the car off the quiet road, onto a turnoff that was shielded (sparsely) by a few trees. She calmly parked, unfastened her seat belt and Chuck's seat belt, and quickly took off her panties. Chuck's eyes (and dick) grew at the sight of her lacy underwear. He undid his pants and pulled them (and his boxers) down. Sarah gasped slightly and Chuck grinned, feeling a surge of confidence at the fact that his massive boner could easily upset that CIA-agent composure. "Mmmm...Chuck." She said. She put his seat back slightly, moved over, and straddled him, guiding his dick to her wet lips. Putting her hands on his chest, she took control, slowly, tortorously, lowering herself down onto him. Chuck was surprised. Sarah's snatch was still hot, wet and tight. But somehow, it wasn't as painfully tight as last time they fucked. He had no clue that Sarah's pussy was stretched out this morning by his friend's wide schlong. Chuck was eternally grateful that Sarah favored blouses. Sexy and easy to get off. Already, he had caught quite an eyeful of her cleavage this morning, for every time she moved the right way, the spaces in the blouse between each button expanded, allowing him to see those perky, milky white tits just inside. Now his hands were on her bra, trying to get it off. She laughed as he fumbled with it. "You'd think they could make these things a little more user-friendly." Chuck grumbled. "Oh, so you're the user now?" Sarah asked with a giggle as she undid the bra for him. Chuck moaned as he felt her tits and Sarah moaned as she felt his cock grow a bit inside her. Chuck, imbued with a sense of confidence, looked at her with an unusual cockiness. "Yeah, maybe I am the user. How does that sound to you?" "Mmmm, Chuck...I like that." She put her arms around his head and brought his face to rest on her perfect boobs. Chuck moaned and started sucking on one, at the same time he bucked his hips in the seat and really started pounding his CIA handler. Sarah let out a little scream as his head rubbed against her cervix. "Oh God...just like that...oh God, yes Chuck! Fuck me!" Sarah's cries had attracted two hikers, Dan Johnston and Jim Wright. The two were new college grads, buddies who had gone to a good old boy college here in Virginia and had decided to do some hiking over the summer. Imagine their pleased reactions upon hearing the moans and cries of a girl in the woods. They exchanged a look. "What the hell?" Dan said quietly. Jim grinned. "What does that sound like to you?" Dan nodded. "Let's get a closer look." The two moved through the woods cautiously, until they came to the edge of the road. Sarah was still fairly audible on this quiet morning and the two followed the noise until they came on the turnout. They stood, two or three tree's back from the turnout, and stared at the scene in front of them. Sarah was wearing her skirt, and heels and that was it. She was now bent over the passenger seat, facing the windshield, as Chuck slid his wet, 9-inch dick in and out of her from behind. His big hands caressed her swaying tits and Sarah's own fingers were toying with her clit as she was fucked. "Holy shit." Dan whispered. Jim stared and rubbed his crotch. "What should we do?" In the car, a cellphone rang. It was Sarah's. Annoyed, she picked it up. "Walker." She listened for a moment to the voice on the other end of the line. Her eyes widened slightly, and then she hung up abruptly. "What is it?" Chuck asked. "It's Jill, Chuck. She was in transit to a different detention facility and she escaped. And they think she's coming after you." Please vote, make suggestions and comment! Thanks! Chuck! Fuck Ch. 04 Author's note: thanks again to my loyal readers. I always welcome your comments and suggestions! For those of you unfamiliar with our story: please check out Chapters 1-3, and watch an episode of "Chuck." * "Well." Chuck said following Sarah's announcement. "That's a downer." Sarah reluctantly, but quickly, put her clothes back on as Chuck did the same. Sarah sat in the drivers seat and thought for a minute. "My superiors don't think its safe to bring you in for training. I've been instructed to disappear, go completely off the map with you until they can capture Jill again." Chuck gave a nervous laugh. "That makes it sound like she's well, kinda close." Sarah gave an absent nod as she looked with unfocused eyes out towards the road. "Yes, she's actually in the same state. They were moving her to a facility closer to Langley for her interrogation sessions when the convoy was attacked, Jill was freed by FULCUM operatives. Our analysts think the coincidence with us being here is too great, so she's probably after you." Chuck gave a gulp. Bad enough to have been dumped by her, and kidnapped. This time, after he had seen her sent to prison, she probably wouldn't be so kind. "We've got to get you to safety. Somehow, somewhere they won't look or expect." Sarah said, thinking hard and moving back behind the wheel. "What about here? They can't find us, can they?" Chuck looked around. "I mean, we're kind of in the middle of nowhere, aren't we?" Sarah looked at him with those marble-like blue eyes. "I don't know, Chuck. We can't go anywhere near CIA facilities, they could easily intercept us before CIA or even local police find us. We don't know how strong their numbers are. We've got to lie low..." Meanwhile, Jim and Dan, the local perverts who had been watching the steamy show earlier from the woods, decided to make their move before that smoking hot blonde dissappeared. They moved out of the treeline and in front of the car, not pointing their rifles, but, as they both had shotguns over their shoulders, it was hard not to notice. Chuck groaned. Sarah motioned him to be quiet and looked them over. Definetly not FULCRUM. Not this fast. Besides, the way they were looking at her openly betrayed their other motives. This should be easy to handle, but it had to be done carefully so that she and Chuck could get out of this quickly. Despite her world-class training, Sarah mentally moaned. She was feeling so fucking hot this morning and Chuck had far from satisfied her. Maybe she could get out of this tough spot and out of her panties at the same time. The thought made her juices flow even more. Motioning Chuck to stay in the car (a command he always received but never obeyed), Sarah got out and leaned against the hood. "Morning fella's." she said in a perfect, cute Southern drawl. Chuck stared, his frustrated dick springing back to attention at hearing such a cute accent on Sarah. "Morning ma'am." Dan said, eyeing her. He and Jim stopped their approach and stood, about three feet from the front of the car and Sarah's long, pretty legs. Cum was leaking down her thighs. "So, you boys enjoy the show?" she asked softly. As she spoke, she had one finger in her mouth as her other hand toyed with the hem of her skirt. She eyed them. "We sure did. Mind putting on an encore performance?" Dan asked. Sarah hesitated. She was trained, she could probably drop and disarm both these guys in a few minutes safely. She looked at Chuck, sitting wide eyed in the passanger seat. She looked back at the two men. Boys really. And kind of cute to boot. She hesitated. She was so horny, unusually so. Maybe she was ovulating, maybe she just needed a good fuck. Who knew? Sarah thought for an instant more. She and Chuck did need to lie low. And if she tried to rush both of them, these nervous boys might pull a trigger and that would be it. That would be terrible, she didn't want that at all. With a sigh and a lick of her lips, she realized what she did want: to see if these two boys had any more restraint in their hard dicks. Sarah winked over her shoulder at Chuck, then turned back to Dan and Jim. "I'd love to put on a repeat performance." She said breathily. "But for this act, I think we're going to need the full cast. My leading man back there is a bit tired out." She jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "Not true!" Chuck volunteered from the passanger seat. "I could go on singing and dancing all morning, actually." Dan and Jim didn't take much notice. Looking at each other, they slowly moved towards her, encircling her, standing on either side of her. They leant their guns against the car hood. Dan stroked her neck while Jim got a bit more direct and put his big hands on her hips. Sarah breathed in through her delicate nostrils, taking in their musk and sweat from their hike. They smelled like men, ready to take her like the willing bitch in heat she was. She leant her head back in joy as Dan slowly kissed her neck and Jim's hands deftly removed her skirt, then her top. Chuck watched in shock. A moment later, he was staring into Sarah's pretty blue eyes through the windshield as she lay on the hood, watching him through lust-filled eyes, as Dan and Jim took turns nailing her pussy and her ass from behind. As Sarah let her guard and training down for a really good fuck in the middle of the woods, FULCRUM was zeroing in a lot faster than anticipated. Moments after collecting Jill, the two agents who had set up the operation were in a rented chopper, soaring above the treetops of rural Virginia. Jill was positioned in back, changing her clothes as the older of the two men flew and the younger man fiddled with a military grade laptop computer. "Did you get it set up?" Jill asked, tugging a new shirt on over her perky tits. The young man nodded, admirably not looking up from the screen. "Yes. You're hunch was right, the CIA has a medium power homing device somewhere on him. Could be an implant or a watch or a necklace or something." "Probably a watch." Jill said, thinking of Chuck. Not the man-jewelry type. Also decidedly implant phobic. She grinned inwardly. Chuck was phobic of anything invading his orifices. "We don't know if he and his handlers even know we're coming." The young man sounded a bit nervous. "The homing signal hasn't moved for the past half-hour now." Jill frowned. "Could be a trap. But we're only going to get one shot at this. If he is the INTERSECT, we have to get him." Again, she grinned inwardly and a sexual thrill, starting from her snatch and running up her spine made her shudder slightly. She said quietly, under the din of the chopper engine: "I have to get him." Five minutes later, they were closing in. The three FULCRUM agents executed their move with speed and agility. At that moment, Sarah was back in the car, splayed on her belly over the reclined drivers seat, now completely naked. Jim was fucking her mouth with gusto, his big balls slapping against her pretty chin as she eagerly sucked. Dan was near the steering wheel, his pants down, his big dick sawing in and out of Sarah's willing wet cunt, loosened nicely from Chuck earlier that morning. For his part, Chuck sat in the passanger seat, moaning as one of Sarah's soft hands gave him a decent handjob. Only decent because she was a bit distracted by being spitroasted by two random Southern boys. Her tits bounced violently as she was pounded. They all thought they heard the chopper, hesitated, each of them thinking it was their heartrate. Sarah realized it first, reluctnalty tried to disengage from Dan and Jim, but they held her in place laughingly. A short, confused, awkward half-naked struggle ensued. By the time Chuck and Sarah were almost free of the two, they were surrounded by three armed FULCRUM agents. Jill and the two others moved on the car. Jill was shocked by what she saw, but refused to hesitate. With the two men following her lead, she clubbed Sarah, then one of the unidentified men. Her two wingmen got Chuck and the second man. They disposed quickly of the two unidentified men, and loaded Chuck and Sarah aboard the chopper. When Chuck awoke, he was completely naked, bound to a table set at a 45 degree angle. This was in a cement room with only tiny windows along the top of each wall, a single door to his right, an old wooden chair, an old wooden chest, and Jill. Jill was wearing a tight-fitting leather outfit. Her hair and bangs, which normally hung loose, were pulled tightly back, but she still wore her cute, dorky librarian glasses. Chuck's face was a study in puzzlement and fear. There was no sign of Sarah. "Uh...Jill...I know things kind of broke down between us-agh!" Chuck was cut off as Jill tightened the bonds around his hands. "But, I was kind of hoping we could talk things over without resorting to-whoa!" Chuck was cut off again as Jill tightened his ankle restraints. "Without resorting to, well-uhm...torture." He finally squeaked out. "Aww, Chuck." Jill said with a slow smile and a glint in her pretty brown eyes. "Who said anything about torture? I've got to keep you here for a few days, until FULCRUM can stage an extraction. We're going to have a little fun while we wait, that's all." Jill turned to a set of drawers behind her, and bent down to get something in the bottom drawer. As she did so, Chuck got a view of her cute little, heart-shaped ass in her tight, tight leather pants. There was a key-hole near the crack of her ass that made his cock harden. Remembering he was naked, Chuck took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He was aided in his efforts when he saw Jill turn back around, a whip in hand. "Uhm...where is Sarah?" he squeaked. Jill laughed, and she suddenly moved behind him and struck his ass with the whip through a large hole in the table which allowed access to Chuck's butt. She whipped him again, harder. "Whoa!" Chuck groaned. "I don't want to hear that name." Jill said softly in his ear, no longer smiling. "From now on, you will call me "Mistress" and you will call that woman "Slut-Girl." Is that clear?" Chuck made a face. Oh God, this is far more than I ever expected. Or asked for. Or wanted. He thought to himself. "Answer me!" a painful whip to the ass, this time with one of the cords of the whip curling under and nicking his balls. Chuck howled. "Yeah! Ok! Fine!" "What do you call me?" Jill demanded. "Yes, Mistress." Chuck said, feeling immensely stupid as he said it. "Good boy." Jill cooed, reaching around to cup his balls and shaft, and gently starting to stroke. Despite himself, Chuck responded and hardened in her warm, soft hands. "For your information, Slut-Girl is earning her name in the other room. The boys will be having a very, very good time with her." Jill purred in Chuck's ear. In the next room, two muscular guys were indeed about to enjoy Sarah Walker. She was wearing only a bra and panties now, with a large chain around her taut midsection, leashing her to the wall. In addition, a pair of handcuffs held her hands together in front of her. Her legs had been left free, for obvious reasons. Someone had put a pair of slutty black high heels on her feet. This could be interesting, Sarah thought. * Already working on the next chapter. This was a slow chapter, thanks for hanging in there! The next one is spicier, I promise. AND suggestions and ideas make it faster! AND please vote! Thanks you guys! Chuck! Fuck Ch. 05 Authors note: thanks again to my loyal readers. I've received a surprising number of encouraging feedback emails. I always welcome your comments and suggestions! For those of you unfamiliar with our story: please check out Chapters 1, 2, 3 and 4, or watch an episode of "Chuck" to get visuals for our characters. Thanks! The two men stood, watching her impassively for a moment. One was black, a large hulking man with large almost soft brown eyes that flicked casually over her exposed, flawless form. The other man was shorter (about 5 feet, 10 inches) with short-cut blond hair and deep, dark blue eyes. They both wore black t-shirts and jeans. It began quickly. They both moved towards her and began stripping their clothes off. The black man reached her first, put one of his massive, cool hands on her taut midsection and allowed it to move upwards and roughly cup her right tit. He cruelly pinched her nipple and she gasped, turning her head as he circled behind her. Now the other man was in front of her, naked with a gigantic 8 inch dick, thick and with a lot of veins, pointing right at her. She stared at it dumbly then felt herself moving towards it as the massive man jammed her towards the ground. Laughing, he pushed her face forward. The white man's mushroom tip, already slick with precum slapped against her pretty lips. She moaned, resisting. But the smell of his musk was in her nostrils. Angrily she realized she was getting aroused, her throat dried up. She quickly swallowed, and good timing too as the man behind her thrust her head forward onto his partners dick. The thick, hard member was in her mouth now and she began sucking, reluctantly at first. Then she found herself hungry for it and noticed that there was a warm feeling developing between her legs. To her horror she heard the big man behind her sniff the air, then say: "Mmmm, smells like cunt juice." A second later, two big black fingers were probing her shaved slit and she moaned around the dick in her mouth. Fingers from his other hand started probing her ass. Sarah moaned in protest and clenched her pink rosebud tight, trying to keep his probing fingers out. That was a bad idea. The fingers were withdrawn and she suddenly felt a powerful smack on her ass. It stung more than any spanking or fall she could ever remember and her eyes welled up a bit. Then he smacked her ass again. And again. "You'll obey us, slut or we'll just make this a bit more raw and painful for you." The man behind her said. She didn't reply. She was half terrified, half aroused as she sucked the other man's big prick. He pushed forcefully further into her and she relaxed her throat muscles to take as much in as possible. The heavyset black man behind her watched this pretty blonde CIA agent sucking his cohorts dick. He decided he was through fingering her holes. His hardening, 9 inch dick seemed to agree with him. So he pushed her on all fours, and his buddy knelt at her head to keep feeding his cock into her wondrously talented mouth. And the man behind her pulled her smooth pussy lips apart and drove his dick in quickly. Sarah screamed as best she could with a dick in her mouth. Her mouth opened enough so that that big prick fell out and her head hung limp as her pussy was overloaded with big black dick. It was so wide, it felt like it would split her in half. She just hung there, head limp, hair mussed, tits bouncing as the man thrust into her from behind. Suddenly her hair was grabbed and a dick was being fed back into her mouth... Back in the first room, Chuck was conflicted. His heart ached, wondering about Sarah, praying she was alright. As much as the thought of her being ravaged tore him up, another side of him realized that, unless there was a virtual army of men in that room, Sarah would make it just fine. That was a relief. But still, he worried. Adding to his conflicting emotions was the fact that Jill had unzipped her leather outfit and taken it off. She now held her whip, and wore her knee-length leather boots, but nothing else. And she had backed her wet pussy onto Chuck's hard prick and was slowly fucking him. Chuck also was enjoying, or at least experiencing the new sensation of a vibrator in his ass. Jill had gently shoved it in there, after making him beg her to stretch his ass. He wasn't sure he enjoyed having that vibrating bullet up his butt, yet with Jill's wet pussy fucking him, he wasn't complaining. Jill was taking full advantage of Chuck's hard, thick dick and was impaling herself, slowly, leisurely, at her own pace on it. Again and again. She moaned and toyed with her clit as she slowly fucked Chuck. Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes Chuck who had never done anything wild or interesting while they were going out. And now he had a vibrator up his ass. Mmmm...and he seemed to like it, judging by how hard he was. Jill started to crave the taste of his dick. Reluctantly, she pulled herself off his prick, which was now smeared with her honey. Chuck moaned as she stopped and Jill was swift in whipping him, punishing him for daring to speak without her having ordered it. He quickly lapsed into silence and watched, wide-eyed, as she adjusted a lever on the side of the board he was strapped to. Slowly the board reclined back, turning into a table. Chuck was starting to look a little panicked. With a smile, Jill removed that look by using a remote control to turn up the vibrator in his ass to a more intense level. Chuck's wide eyes half-shut now and he let out a soft groan. She raised the whip high in the air, but he stopped. Slowly, she lowered her head down and began a slow, teasing licking of his big shaft. A few minutes later, she was busy sucking. Suddenly, there was a noise in the other room. Loud noises. The door burst open and Sarah stood there, a pistol in one hand, wearing high heels, but otherwise completely naked. Chuck noticed that what appeared to be cum was trickling down her chest. Damn, there was a lot of it! "Freeze!" She ordered. Jill, with a devious grin, slowly slid her mouth down fully onto Chuck's cock and froze there. But her tongue didn't freeze. Chuck groaned slowly. "Get your mouth off him!" Sarah ordered. Jill slowly, reluctantly moved her wet lips off Chuck's hard member. She made a soft sucking sound as she stopped. Chuck groaned. Sarah looked concerned. "Chuck, are you all right?" As soon as Sarah's pretty blue eyes were off her, Jill sprung into action. She leaped backwards, grabbed a hold of her whip, and sprung towards Sarah. The leather strap wrapped itself around the gun, jerking it from Sarah's hands. The next moment, Jill was on top of her and they tumbled to the floor. Chuck, still strapped to the table with the vibrator up his ass, groaned and tried to crane his neck to see what was going on. Beside him, the two women struggled. Sarah, naked, was pinned beneath Jill, also naked. As Chuck watched in shock, Jill managed to subdue Sarah for a second. Slowly, she kissed the blonde on the lips. Sarah struggled free, pinning Jill to the floor beneath her. Jill giggled as she felt Sarah's big perky tits press into her. "Mmmm...that feels nice Sarah." She gazed at Sarah's hardened nipples and licked her lips, tried to lean forward to suck on one. Sarah restrained her. "Don't move." She ordered in an icy voice. Jill cast her playful brown eyes up at the naked blonde now sitting astride her stomach. "Chuck, are you alright?" Sarah asked. "I guess you could call it that." The man with the INTERSECT brain moaned from the table. Sarah turned to look at him and try and figure out why he was groaning so much. As she did so, Jill slid downward, like a snake, until her head was directly beneath Sarah's legs and her face was buried in Sarah's well-fucked cunt. "Oh!" was all Sarah could manage to get out. Her arousal roared back and crashed around her as Jill's expert tongue found her clit and began steadily strumming on it. Jill, for her part, was quite surprised and happy to find the blonde CIA agent's tight juice box was working overtime. She moaned softly as three different tastes tricked down her eager tongue and down her throat. She could taste the cum from the two men (useless idiots, by the way, she thought to herself) and in addition, she could also taste the freely flowing cunt juices from Chuck's cover girlfriend. She lapped eagerly at Sarah's cunt. Jill's hands, stuck at her side by Sarah's strong arms, slowly pushed upwards. Sarah, lost in a world of startled pleasure, was too busy rocking her clit up and down on Jill's mouth to stop her. Slowly Jill's hands crept upward, slowly feeling and teasing the pale, soft skin of her nemesis CIA agent. Finally, Jill's fingertips reached those glorious boobs. Slowly she teased both Sarah's nipples. "Oh, fuck YES!" Sarah cried out, tilting her head back. Chuck, straining to watch and straining not to cum, lest he be able to escape his bounds on the table, now saw Jill take control. She toyed with Sarah who moaned like a whore. Then Jill made her move again. Quickly Jill overpowered Sarah. The two naked women wrestled on the floor briefly, but it was confusing. Sarah groaned as Jill's tits and hardened nipples pushed into her. Jill's hands expertly worked that soaked pussy as her mouth locked onto Sarah's sweet, pretty mouth. The fought their way over to the table where Chuck lay. As Chuck watched with wide eyes, Sarah's cute bubble butt was thrust into the side of the table. They were standing now and Sarah was pinned against the table by Jill. Sarah's hands were free and worked quickly behind her. She released Chuck's leg bonds and then his arm bonds. Freed at last, Chuck leaped off the table. The vibrator fell out and he was standing naked to the two women, with a rock hard erection. Jill stopped kissing Sarah for a moment and they both half turned to face him, arms still around each other. They looked him up and down then looked at each other. Jill said: "What should we do with him?" and then began kissing Sarah again before she could answer. As Jill's warm, pretty mouth moved down Sarah's neck, Sarah gasped aloud "We've got to fuck him. Oh I need to be fucked again." Jill gave an "mmmm" of agreement. Her hands snaked protectively around Sarah, one hand dipping to her cute butt and toying with her sweet pink asshole. Sarah gasped and her eyes immediately widened. Chuck, watching, tried so hard not to cum. Jill smiled slowly at him and pulled Sarah away from the table. "Stand against the table, Chuck." She ordered. Chuck dumbly did as he was ordered. Jill easily placed the obedient blonde CIA agent against him and with her own hands delicately guided Chuck's hard prick into Sarah's soaked cunt. "Oh God! Ugh...I don't know how long this will work for!" Chuck sputtered nervously as his big fuck weapon was doused in Sarah's pussy juices. Jill grinned, went to her toy collection, found a butt plug and put it up his ass quickly, without mercy. Chuck yelped and made a contorted face. "That should help." Jill purred sweetly. "Now fuck her, Chuck. Fuck her like you never fucked me before. Use her good..." Sarah was bent at a forty-five degree angle, in a haze. Chuck slowly began fucking her. Jill got underneath Sarah, squatting over the floor and put her tongue up at the intersection of their two pelvises. She licked Sarah's cunt as Chuck fucked her. In addition, she put her smooth hands up under Chuck's balls and began caressing them. Already working on the next chapter, but suggestions and ideas make it faster! AND please vote! Thanks you guys! Chuck! Fuck Ch. 06 Authors note: Unfamiliar with our story? Check out Chapters 1-5, or watch an episode of "Chuck" to get visuals. Sign the online petition to keep "Chuck" on air: it's a fun show, don't let them cancel it! Sarah Walker had her eyes half-shut, transported to another world of pure pleasure, leaving all her cares and worries behind her. Chuck was fucking her tight pussy like never before. His dick sawed in and out, stretching her. He had set a rythmn of slow, teasing strokes alternated by quick bursts of pounding. Only adding to the sensation was Chuck's former girlfriend turned FULCRUM agent. Jill's tongue was expertly flicking her clit. Sarah was an expert in controlling her orgasms, and now, to her secret delight, she felt one building in her so powerfully that she knew she wouldn't be able to control it or tame it in any way, that when it finally crescendoed, she would just have to ride along with it. The power of that building within her gave her a buzz that rolled her eyes to the back of her head. She felt hands on her firm, luscious tits and found that Chuck had found her left tit and was slowly tweaking her nipple, while Jill had found her right tit and was doing the same thing, with a bit more force. Jill knew full well what this was doing to the CIA agent. With a mischevious look in her eye, and the intention of further prolonging this, she stood and pulled Sarah bodily off Chuck's big dick. There was a soft sucking sound as the two came apart. Sarah moaned loudly but was almost limp at this point. Chuck tried to push Jill aside. "Now, Chuck..." Jill said, her soft hand wrapping around his sticky, soaked cock and giving it a gentle, teasing glide or two, her knuckles slipping from his mushroom tip down to the base of his shaft in one slick movement. "Now Chuck...be a good boy and wait here for a minute." She ordered. Quickly, Jill rummaged through her toys and found a vibrating strap-on dildo. Chuck eyed it warily and she laughed at him. "Not for you, silly." Jill admonished, her small tits bouncing slightly as she laughed and adjusted her strap on. Jill knelt on the floor behind Sarah, who was on her hands and knee's, lost in lust still and gently fingering her clit. Jill laughed at her softly, hit a switch which activated the vibrator, and slowly thrust into her blonde nemesis. Chuck watched as his former girlfriend began fucking Sarah expertly. Sarah moaned and began to ride the vibrating dildo. It was wider than Chuck's dick, and the vibrations made it a sure fact that she would not be able to fight off her orgasm much longer. Jill turned her head slightly and motioned to Chuck to join them. In a daze, he wandered over to them. "Come here, Chuckie." Jill ordered affectionately. Chuck stood over Sarah's body, his cock pointed at Jill's mouth. Jill never took her eyes off Chuck's as she leant forward and slowly, teasingly, agonizingly began licking his large shaft, with Sarah's cunt juices just starting to dry on it. Jill relished her position in the middle of this orgasmic delight. She could feel Sarah tensing, riding that high before the shuddering crash in an orgasm. At the same time, the vibrations from the strap on gave Jill something to rub her own clit against, which she was enjoying. Finally, under the skillful guidance of her tongue and ocassionally assisted by one of her hands, Chuck's throbbing man pole was making a lot of precum. There were sounds in the distance. The air seemed to throb. Vibrations, thudding all around. Several loud reports. "Exploding!" Chuck announced, sounding slightly confused. "Mmmm..." Sarah moaned. "Let it all come out, Chuck." Jill told him. Chuck looked up. "No, something really is exploding!" There was another bang and the heavy front door flew off it's hinges. Smoke curled into the room and Chuck smelled something burning. "Freeze!" a familiar voice growled. Men in SWAT outfits swooped into the room and lined up all around, assault rifles pointed at Jill. Their masks concealed whatever surprised expressions they may have had at beholding such a scene. However, NSA agent John Casey wore no such mask. "Bartowski." He growled, eyes widening briefly at the scene in front of him. "Casey..." Chuck managed a barely audible hoarse whisper. "Nice of you to come in..." Jill licked her lips and looked at Chuck. "Come in? I think we've already been through that, Chuck. Mmmm, and it was good too." She said with satisfaction. She stood up, went to the table that Chuck had been strapped to earlier, put her wrists together and then bent over the table, exposing her tight ass and upturned pussy to the SWAT team. "Cuff me, boys." The SWAT team eventually took Jill back into custody, bringing her and the other men who Sarah had knocked out back to a top secret, secure CIA processing facility. Luckily, vacation time was just about up, so it was perfectly normal for Sarah and Chuck to head back to Califronia the next morning. Casey returned seperately of course. Something about not wanting to drain taxpayer dollars by flying on a "big fancy commercial jet." Whatever that meant. They finally got back to Barstow late Saturday afternoon. Chuck and Sarah parted ways in order to start unpacking. But later that day, they had a meeting with Casey in the castle. Sarah eyed Chuck with bemeausement. "How are you feeling?" Chuck gave her a baleful look. "Well, aside from being sexually used and slightly tortured over the past few days, I'm feeling pretty good." "Your memory will still be a bit hazy about the encounter, Chuck." Added the voice of General Beckman, who was reviewing some files on the television monitor in front of the team. "The report submitted by Agents Walker and Casey, as well as the medical technician who accompanied the SWAT team seems to suggest you were both under the influence of a cocktail of narcotics, probably injected while you were unconcious." Chuck gave a foolish grin and a teasing wink. "Oh I don't know about that, general. We were having a pretty good time, and I didn't have to be unconcious to join in the fun." The general ignored the joke. Agent Casey gave Chuck a lethal glare. "Take some time, all of you, to recover. We need you all to lie low for now anyway, while we ensure that FULCRUM is not still on your trail. All the FULCRUM agents captured at the scene-" Chuck gulped as he thought of Jill. Despite her rather hidden aggressive side, he still maintained a soft spot for her, feelings that after all this time, hadn't really died down. "-have been put in maximum security lockdown. Hopefully you will all be able to breathe easy for a few days, but don't count on it. At any rate, lie low until further notice." Beckman signed out. It was a few days later when Chuck, still dazed from his experience, woke and headed for the shower. The first bathroom of the Bartowski household was occupied, probably by Sarah but it could be Devon or Ellie. So, still naked, he wandered sleepily into the master bathroom, whose door was left open. He froze, awake, naked and slowly hardening at the scene before him. Ellie groaned loudly as Devon slowly penetrated her tight cunt. Her pretty eyes widened and her breath shortened. One hand grabbed her tits and began tweaking one of her nipples. She looked up with lust filled eyes at Chuck, standing there dumbly with his large dick in hand. "Come here, Chuck." She ordered "What? Ellie...no. I'm not going to..." "Come here, Chuck! I need a cock in my mouth. Come here." She stretched forward and Chuck's eyes permanently widened as his sister took ahold of his big prick and pulled him towards her. "Agh! Whoa...no. No." Chuck protested but it was all in vain. Ellie had his big prick in her mouth. And it was a completely new sensation. Unlike Sarah, who varied her oral technique but was generally very soft, sensual and teasing, Ellie was sucking and deep throating his dick like a pornstar. Eagerly. "Holy shit." Chuck groaned. His half-shut eyes saw Devon's grin and, of course, he heard the word "awesome" being uttered. He groaned again. Now Ellie's soft, long fingers were groping his balls, which felt absouletly amazing. Chuck felt his dick harden even more in her soft mouth. Ellie apparently noticed this too, and made a soft groan from the back of her pretty throat. She wasn't even actively sucking him now, the momentum of Devon's thrusts from behind would carry her mouth forward and back, forward and back. Now her fingers snaked further back, seeking Chuck's asshole. "Oh, wow! Ellie...no...you can't..." Chuck tried to back away, but her mouth was not that easy to leave. Her hands turned strong and firm as she held him in place. Devon, still slowly and rhytmically fucking her pussy, looked up at him. "Dude: not awesome." Chuck didn't have a say in the matter anyway. Ellie's finger was already probing his ass. He whimpered like a small child. His big hands found her boobs and started tweaking her nipples, all his inhibitions gone as he enjoyed her body. "Mmmm..." Ellie moaned as she came, her pussy tightening and seizing up around Devon's dick as the orgasm gripped her. She enjoyed it to the very last shudder, and when it was finished, she slowly disengaged from both dicks with a soft sucking sound on either end. "Ready to cum? Let's see who can make the biggest mess." Ellie beamed as she lay down on her back on the rug. She ran her hands up her sides and toyed with her nipples. "Come on boys, cum all over me." She smiled slowly at both of them. Devon and Chuck looked at each other, grasped their cocks, and with a few final strokes, both blew their loads all over Ellie's smooth, sexy body. She moaned and watched them, her fingers toying with the big pools of cum they left on her chest. Groaning, both men got to their feet and prepared to go. "Mmmm, I think I'll take a nice long bath." Ellie said dreamily. She turned on the jacuzzi and stepped in. They both stared at her for a second, her long, tanned and elegant body marred only by the cum drying on her breasts and tummy. Devon and Chuck left. Devon went off to change and head in to work. Chuck had just enough energy to crawl, still naked, into his room and collapse onto his bed. Meanwhile, just outside the Bartowski residence, a team of four men crept stealthily up to the nearest wall, all eyes expertly scanning for the nearest open window. They found a small but adequately sized window open on the far side of the building. One half knelt and took a quick look inside. He crouched back down to his friends, eyes wide. "It's his sister. She's naked in the jacuzzi." He reported. There was a pause. Then they collected themselves and prepared to do what they had come for. Inside of five minutes they were in the bathroom. Two minutes later they had Ellie's naked, unconcious body with them and were headed for their van parked on a sidestreet. Sarah found Chuck passed out on his bed. She shook him awake. Chuck opened his eyes to find himself face to face with Sarah's low cut blouse and he smiled. "Chuck! Wake up!" Sarah hissed. "What is it?" Chuck replied. "Ellie's been kidnapped." Already working on the next chapter! Please vote! Thanks you guys!