Security Breach

"What's the password?" Bronwyn whispered into his ear, her tongue coming out to gently tease his ear lobe. The soft curves of her body were pressed fully against him now, and he felt her smooth left thigh press against his bulging groin.

Before he could say anything there was a commotion from the far side of the room.

Bronwyn spun away from George in surprise, to see George's partner Kevin returning to the security room. Bronwyn rushed forward, diving for the desk where she'd left her gun.

Nicky the other terrorist also sprung into action, ducking down behind the computer desk where she sat.

Kevin was just as surprised as the two terrorists, he had no idea the plant was under attacked. The inept security guard immediately started to fumble for his gun.

George saw the sudden opportunity and wasn't about to wait around and see what happened. He grabbed Sarah by the wrist and tugged her towards the lab door, taking advantage of the distraction to make a run for it.

As the pair ducked hurriedly away the sounds of gunfire filled the security room. If George had been a betting man there was no way he'd put money on his old partner against the apparently well trained terrorists. As much as he hated the idea that Kevin might get killed there was nothing he could do to stop it. Pulling Sarah hurriedly behind him he didn't look back as they made a run for it down the long corridor leading towards the labs and rear areas of the plant.

There was more gunfire as George pulled Sarah through the second door they came across, leading to a spare parts storage room. Sarah's eyes were wide with fright as George pulled her into a closet right at the back of the storage room and yanked the door shut.

Thankfully the lab area was a maze of storage rooms, laboratory's and computer rooms so they should be safe in there for the time being.

"Stay quiet," hissed George as he pulled Sarah in against him, the closet was a tight fit and he found himself pressed right up against the beautiful scientists back as they hid in the small space.

The gunfire was soon silenced, and followed by the sound of running feet and slamming doors as the terrorists obviously tried to track them down. George even heard the storage room door that they were in open, but fortunately whichever of their attackers was searching, didn't venture far enough into the junk filled room to see the small closet that was their hiding place.

George's cock was still erect, hard from the teasing that Bronwyn had given him moments before. It was nuzzled firmly against Dr Lane's nicely rounded posterior as they huddled in the closet, but if she noticed his hardness she was polite enough not to say anything.

Sarah still had her lab coat on so their were quite a few layers of clothing between George's cock and her ass, nevertheless, George couldn't help but note how nice it felt rubbing up against her in the cramped confines of their hiding place.

He wiggled his hips and nestled the hard shaft of his cock between the firm lobes of Sarah's buttocks. George was very horny by this point and he wished there were no clothes at all separating them and that he could ram his cock up into the beautiful scientist. He leant forward, breathing in the scent of her hair, slowly grinding himself against her ass.

They remained there for another five minutes in complete silence before Sarah finally spoke. "Do you think we can open the door?" she whispered quietly, eager to get away from the obvious erection that was poking into her from behind. In the small space she could hardly blame George for rubbing against her, but that didn't mean she particularly liked it.

"Yeah okay," George said, somewhat reluctantly.

They crept up out of the closet, nervous that at any moment they would get jumped by one of the terrorists.

"Seems safe," said Sarah, peering around cautiously.

George was rubbing his hard package through his pants, in obvious discomfort. "Sorry about in there," he said. "I'm not sure if you noticed, but that lady got me really worked up back there."

"It's okay," Sarah replied, glancing distastefully at George's crotch as he rubbed it. His pants bulged out obscenely. "So what are we going to do?"

"I don't know," snapped George, obviously distracted by his own hard-on. "Jesus, I don't think I've been this hard since I was eighteen."

"You're the security guard," Sarah said in annoyance, "surely there are procedures for incidents like this?"

"I can't think at the moment," George replied, shaking his head. "I'm so fucking horny."

"Now's not the time to be playing with your dick," Sarah said angrily watching his rub at the front of his pants, trying to manoeuvre his erection into a more comfortable angle within the confines of his pants.

"Look, I'm going to have to get this thing out," announced George, completely ignoring Sarah.

"No..." Sarah began to protest but it was too late. George had unzipped the front of his trousers and pulled out his rock hard erect before she could stop him. He was right though, he was definitely hard. The middle aged security guard's cock jutted out from his pants, pointing upwards like an arrow, hard as a rock, it was bright red and almost looked as though it was throbbing angrily with arousal. "Jesus, you are hard," murmured Sarah, staring at George cock in surprise.

"Oh that feels better," George groaned at the sudden freedom.

"No wonder you can't think straight," remarked Sarah, her eyes still glued to George's cock.

"I can get us out of this mess," announced George. "But first I need to get rid of this so I can come up with a plan."

Sarah frowned doubtfully at his penis. "What do you mean?"

"Well I can hardly run around with my cock sticking out of my pants like this, no can I?"

"No, what do you mean get rid of it?"

"I'll need to get it out of my system," he explained.

"Take a cold shower, think of baseball?" suggested Sarah, although she had a feeling that wasn't his intention.

"It'll take too long, they could be back at any moment," George dismissed the suggestion. "I need to cum."

"Oh," replied Sarah in surprise. She paused a moment before continuing. "So you'll have to play with yourself. Masturbate?"

George shook his head. "Too slow," he said with absolute certainty. "The fastest way will be if you do it for me."

Sarah's eyes widened in surprise. "You want me to give you a handjob."

George again shook his head. "It'll be faster if you suck it."

"Suck!? There's no way I'm going to suck your cock George!" Sarah said in horror.

"Look," George said with sigh. "Think about this logically. We don't have a lot of time. They need my password and they won't stop looking for us until they find us so they could be back this way any minute. If we don't do something quick we're in trouble. So yes, I could play with myself but that'll take time. I need to get stimulated as quickly as possible. As you can imagine a blowjob will be pretty damn stimulating. So unless you can think of something faster I suggest you start sucking quick."

Sarah opened her mouth to reply, but couldn't think of a comeback. She didn't notice that his erection wasn't exactly stopping him from thinking fast enough to come up with that long line of logic. In her ultra stressed state his words made complete sense, even if the idea of sucking the old security guards cock repulsed her, in this life and death situation it seemed to her as her only choice.

"Okay," Sarah announced at last. "I guess I can do it for you. But that's all. And I've got a boyfriend so after I'm done we don't mention it to anyone ever."

"Agreed," George said quickly, before the lovely scientist had time for second thoughts. He glanced around the store room, it was pretty crowded with spare parts so there was nowhere to sit or get comfortable. "I guess we'll just have to do it here, kneel down."

Sarah nodded as if defeated and knelt down on the floor. George's cock was already out of his pants and he stepped forward, presenting the rock hard shaft towards her mouth.

"Okay Sarah, give me one of your best blowjobs, we're on a timetable here," George announced, rather pleased with himself.

When Sarah's mouth touched his cock George let out a loud groan of pleasure and the kneeling blonde jerked her head away from him in surprise. "Shhh! They might hear!" she told him, glancing nervously at the door to the storage room.

"Oh, sorry," George apologised. "Carry on, I'll be quieter."

Sarah hesitated a moment and then leant back in, opening her mouth and capturing the tip of George's rock hard cock between her lips, sucking him into her wet mouth without using her hands at all. George gave a quieter moan of pleasure as her mouth slid down onto his dick, bathing him in warmth.

"That's nice Sarah," he whispered as the busty scientist started to bob her head back and forth, working the tight seal of her lips up and down the shaft of his cock, her tongue working the lower side of his cock as she sucked him.

The blowjob was better than George ever imagined, Sarah's head bobbed rapidly over his cock, taking more and more of his length into her hot mouth with each suck. Her cheeks were hollowed with the effort and each time she moved her mouth down his cock he felt his dick sliding over her tongue and pressing against the back of her throat. The fact that she was doing it with no hands made it even more of a turn on for the middle aged security guard.

"Jesus, you're like a fucking vacuum," George moaned in appreciation as Sarah swallowed most of his cock, her lips stretched around the base of his erection.

Sarah pulled her mouth off his cock, making wet, smacking sound as his penis popped free. "We've got to hurry this up," she told him nervously. "If it'll help you can fuck my mouth."

George gave a lusty groan at the suggestion, he didn't need to hear that offer more than once. He reached down grabbing hold of the hair on the top of Sarah's head, holding her in place as he shoved his cock back into her anxious mouth. Sarah gave a grunt as George's cock thrust deep into her mouth.

"Oh fuck yeah!" gasped George, it was taking all his control not to shout out with pleasure. He had a tight grip on Sarah's head, pulling her in towards his thrusting loins as he pumped his cock rapidly in and out of her mouth.

Sarah effortlessly took his whole length, letting him drive his cock all way into her mouth with each thrust, his balls smacking against her chin. George's cock was like a jackhammer, fucking in and out of Sarah's obliging mouth as fast as he could manage. He gave a final strangled grunt of pleasure as his cock exploded in Sarah's mouth. George held her head down on his cock, not letting her mouth retreat as he spurted heavily straight down her throat. Sarah swallowed desperately to avoid choking, letting him spend his seed and relieve the intense arousal that had distracted him from thinking of an escape from the terrorists.

"Fuck me!" groaned George as he released Sarah's head and his cock slipped from her mouth. "That hit the spot!"

Sarah wiped her mouth and chin with both hands. "You owe me big time for that," she told him, swallowing to try and get the salty taste of his cum out of her mouth. "Remember no one finds out about this," she added as she got to her feet, brushing dust off her knees.

"Of course baby, no problem," George confirmed, a huge grin of pleasure covering his face. He couldn't believe that he'd actually got to fuck Dr Sarah Lane's sweet, sweet mouth.

"So what's the plan?" Sarah asked, getting back to the business at hand.

"Well things aren't looking good," admitted George as he stuffed his cock back into his uniform pants and zipped up his fly. "We're outnumbered by at least three to two and they've got guns, we're unarmed."

"So what do we do?" Sarah sounded a little scared at their grim situation.

George's gaze scanned the room and then he reached down and picked up a short piece of heavy steel piping, about a foot long.

"I'm hoping we drew them out, I'm going to see if I can sneak back to the security station and get some help. You stay put."

"Okay," Sarah quickly agreed, pleased they had a firm plan of attack.

George took a deep breath, tightening his grip on the steel pipe. He took one last lingering look at the gorgeous Dr Lane, hardly able to believe that his sticky load was currently rolling around in her belly at that very moment.

"Good luck," Sarah called after him as he pulled open the storeroom door and glanced out into the empty hallway.

"Thanks," George said with a nod and then stepped out, quietly shutting the door behind him and creeping off cautiously back in the direction of the security station where they'd left Kevin and the terrorists in a shootout.

Head made his way down the hallway, completely on edge, expecting to be jumped by Bronwyn Holmes or one of her cronies at any moment. Surprisingly he made it all the way back to the security station without incident.

Holding his breath and trying to remain as calm and silent as possible, George peeked into the security room. The first thing that caught his eye was his partner Kevin Donaghy lying face down on the floor, a pool of blood accumulated around his torso area. George swore inwardly, vowing that he'd do whatever he could to take down the three bitches that had killed him.

The next thing he noticed was one of the terrorists. It was the blonde one who'd been sent back for something, Julie was what Bronwyn had called her. She was bent over a large metal case not too far from the door where George was located, he couldn't help but admire how nice her ass looked in the skin-tight black trousers she was wearing. There was no sign of either of the other terrorists and from what George could see the screen saver on his computer was still turned on so they hadn't made much progress on whatever their goal was in this attack.

George didn't wait for her to notice him, but immediately moved into action. He was across the small distance that separated them before she could react, his steel pipe swinging down and connecting solidly with the back of her skull.

Julie's eyes rolled back in their sockets and she slumped to the floor, lying motionless. George immediately bent over her, checking her pulse. She was unconscious, still alive.

He dragged her behind one of the desks and then went back to take a look inside the metal case she had been crouching over. Inside were a bunch of tools and something that looked like explosives. George still had no idea what the three terrorists were up to, but he was sure it wasn't good. He glanced at the door, checking that neither of the other two had returned and then walked back to where the unconscious blonde lay behind the desk.

He knelt down beside her and checked to see if she had a gun or any weapons. He couldn't see anything obvious concealed on her, her tight black clothing didn't exactly have a lot of hiding places. George lifted her up onto her side, checking if she had a back pocket on those tight black pants. Despite a lack of a pocket, George still ran his hand over Julie's buttocks, admiring their smooth roundness and the way her tight pants clung to her ass. It felt deliciously firm through her pants.

George lowered her back to the ground, feeling a slight stirring in his own pants after the quick grope he'd given the unconscious blonde. He couldn't help but think back to the pat down he'd given Bronwyn when she had arrived.

"Hmm, maybe she's hiding a gun in her bra," he remarked thoughtfully to himself. George then reached down with both hands and grabbed hold of Julie's sizeable tits, giving them a squeeze through her clothing, it felt as though she didn't have a bra on at all, and certainly not a gun. George ran his hands over the blonde's big tits, giving them a few more firm squeezes and gropes, she wasn't exactly in a position to protest so he didn't have to pretend to search like he had done with Bronwyn.

"These are lovely," breathed George as he massaged the unconscious blonde's huge tits in both hands. They felt huge, at least as big as Bronwyn's. In the back of his mind he was vaguely aware of the potential danger of one of the other terrorists returning, but right now he was far too caught up in this once in a lifetime titty-feeling opportunity.

He reached down and untucked Julie's black top, pulling it up over her tits that it was bunched up around her neck. Sure enough she had nothing on beneath, her large breasts were now naked before his eyes.

"Wow," murmured George in appreciation. He reached for her bare tits, cupping them in his hands. They felt very warm and soft, not to mention big. The large round orbs of flesh more than filled his hands. George had to move his hands around to cover their full surface, squeezing and stroking eagerly.

The horny security guard pressed Julie's tits together with his palms, watching the flesh well up between his fingers. He groped and mauled at her big tits in his hands for a couple of minutes before leaning down and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. He then proceeded to lick and slobber over her huge knockers, getting more and more turned on as he went.

"Christ I'm turned on," moaned George as he lifted his mouth up off Julie's chest, which was slick with his saliva. He rubbed his erection through his pants, he was as hard as he'd been before Sarah had relieved him back in the storeroom.

George gave Julie's right breast a light tap on the side, watching the firm mound quiver on her chest at his touch. He considered returning to Sarah for another blowjob, her mouth had felt so good on his dick. But then again there was a perfectly good mouth right here for the using. And Julie was hardly in any position to complain to refuse him.

George grinned at his own good idea, briefly glancing over towards the doorway to check that there was no sign of the other terrorists. With the coast clear, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection, moving to kneel beside the unconscious blonde's head.

Holding his cock in one hand, using his other to hold Julie by the top of her head and keep her in place, he touched the tip of his hard cock to her soft lips.

"Very nice," he whispered softly as he rubbed the end of his penis over her full lips. He gave her mouth a couple of quick slaps with his cock and then rubbed it over her cheeks, nose and chin. The fact that Julie was motionless and unresponsive actually turned George on even more.

He turned her head slightly to the side and pushed the head of his cock into Julie's mouth, spearing her lips apart with his thick erection. George gave a moan of pleasure as his penis slid over Julie's tongue and pushed as deep into her mouth as he could get it from the slightly awkward angle hunched over her face.

"Oh yeah!" groaned George, going up onto one knee to get a better angle of attack. He held her head in place and started to pump his hips, sliding his hard dick in and out of her mouth. It felt incredible, although not as good as it had been with Sarah, with her actively sucking on his cock.

George fucked her mouth for about a minute, but wasn't completely satisfied, kneeling over her on the floor made it impossible for him to get his penis all the way into her mouth and his legs were getting tired crouching at her face.

George stood up and cleared some space on the desk beside him. He lifted Julie up by the shoulders and wrestled her onto the desk, fortunately her slim body was reasonably light. He lay her on her back, still unconscious, with her shirt up around her neck and her big tits still uncovered.

The middle aged security guard reached for Julie's big tits, squeezing them in his fists roughly a few times. He then pulled her towards him so that her head was tilted back, right on the very edge of the desk and lined up nicely at his crotch height. George took hold of his erection and rubbed it over her right cheek, leaving a smeared trail of pre-cum across her face. When the tip of his cock touched her full lips he pushed forward with his pelvis, spearing open Julie's mouth and pushing his hardness inside her.