Amy Valentine shivered
as the cold December wind played through her long brown hair. The ends of her trenchcoat lifted
with the wind, giving the bystanders a temporary glimpse of her long fit legs. She adjusted her
sunglasses, activating the internal targeting holograms. Amy looked and felt lethal and she only
had a smirk for the crowd of women and men who surrounded her. They were outclassed and didn't even
know it. "Amy, what in the world does Paragon Industries want with Stacy's department store?" a
condescending voice said behind her. Amy turned and gave Bethany Taylor only the most cursory of
glances. The busty blonde was wearing a Christmas theme sweater, though Bethany's sweater had the
Buddha sitting under a decorated tree and there was no angels or holy men in sight. Amy chuckled.
Even when Bethany was trying to blend into a crowd, her religious non-conformity stood out as proud
and as defiant as her bustline. "I could ask why Diligent Enterprises sent their best agent to New
York's largest department store on the first day of Christmas shopping," Amy responded, "but I
won't." Bethany didn't take the bait and Amy sighed. The truth was, Amy wasn't here on a mission
herself. She had used one of her rare vacation days to do some shopping. Her niece, Kathy, wanted
nothing more in the world than a Fight-With-Me Piko, the hottest, latest, most hard to find toy in
the world. Kathy's mother and incidentally Amy's sister, had suggested that normal parents who had
to raise a child on two incomes couldn't afford such a hot item, but maybe single Amy who didn't
have to spend money on kids of her own could afford it. "Bitch," Amy grunted. She vowed to get that
toy. Maybe Kathy would throw up on it and never play with it again, but Amy just wanted to see her
sister's face when Kathy opened a gift from Aunt Amy and saw her heart's desire. Amy's sister had
hated Amy ever since she realized that Amy had inherited the great ass in the family while Alice
had inherited the stringy hair and hooknose. There was movement at the front of the crowd. It
looked how the doors were finally going to be opened. Amy cleared her mind of family feuds, Alice's
bad nose and the time Alice had told every girl in school that Amy padded her jeans. The mission
was about to begin. ~~~ Bethany Taylor kept silent as she stood behind Amy. It was a strange
feeling. The crowd pressed around them and Bethany wanted to scream at the claustrophobia. It
wasn't right. She was a trained industrial agent, the best Diligent enterprises had to offer, and
the horde of willing consumers was giving her the creeps and she was forced to wait in line behind
her worse enemy. "I hate Christmas," Bethany growled. If she were on a mission, it would have been
easier. She knew how to act on a mission. Instead, she was here to buy a weird, green thing called
a "Fight-With-Me Piko". Her mother, the manipulative Felicia Taylor, had assigned Bethany the task
of buying this toy for Bethany's nephew. Bethany had never seen the tyke, having avoided contact
with her brother since the little bastard convinced her mother that Bethany be excluded from her
mother's will because "Bethany isn't even married, and she gets to travel." Bethany sighed. As much
as she despised her brother, and as much as she hated her mother for favoring her brother Adam, she
still felt shreds of guilt for not visiting her mother on the holidays. Felicia Taylor had given
her a way out as long as she bought this "Piko" crap. Felicia Taylor derived a sick joy from
assigning Bethany such a mundane task, and that would be enough of a daughterly gift for the
holidays. "The doors are opening!" a voice cried out from the front. Before Bethany could react, a
tide of hungry shoppers pushed past her aside and rushed into the store. The blonde was jostled,
shoved and poked harder than she was at the Spanish orgy last week. It was everything she could do
to stay on her feet. "I'm glad I took a few office supplies," Bethany muttered. From under her
sweater, she pulled out a small grenade. Some people snitch pencils from their workplace, Bethany
snitched small explosives. The busty blonde tossed the grenade to the ground where it exploded in a
toxic non-lethal gas cloud. The cloud cleared a path through the crowd as the noxious fumes drove
them back. Bethany held her breath as she ran into the department store. Outside, the crowd was
already reforming, as eager shoppers weren't about to let a little tear gas keep them from buying
Little Johnny a pair of pants he didn't want. The crowd was right behind Bethany and the busty
blonde had to fight to surf the edge of the crowd towards what looked like a toy department. ~~~
Amy dodged through shoppers and restrained her violent instincts. Her long legs let her move faster
than most women and her willingness to jump over a counter gave her an advantage in mobility.
Although Paragon Industries was always willing to cover legal expenses during a mission, she had a
feeling they wouldn't be so generous if she took down a housewife. Amy was forced to merely use her
skills to evade and out-maneuver as opposed to eliminating her competition out right. The problem
was, Amy didn't have any experience with the toy department at Stacy's. She didn't even know where
it was. A long time aversion to children meant Amy avoided the places where the little monsters
were known to gather. She was clueless, and she only knew one way of fixing the problem; the agent
had to ask a salesperson. Three older women surrounded a frazzled employee. They were harassing him
about something and his face was flushing as they taxed his minimum wage capabilities. Amy wasn't
about to wait until the man answered their demands. Dodging between two of the slimmed women, she
grabbed the collar of the employee and brought his face to within inches of her own. "Where's the
toy department?" Amy growled. "Up stairs, third floor!" the man cried out. Amy released the
employee and noticed with satisfaction that one of the old women who were questioning him earlier
had now grabbed his collar and interrogated him in the same manner. It was nice to see that senior
citizens could still be quick learners. Her smile faded. Riding the escalator upwards was Bethany
Taylor! Amy realized that Bethany might be shopping for something else, but she considered it
unlikely. Something deep in Amy's gut knew that destiny just loved irony around Christmas time. ~~~
Bethany rode the escalator in a seething fit. Stairs would have been quicker. An elevator would
have been nice. An escalator wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't for the mother-fucking
Buddha-cursed mindless shopping drones clogging every route in the store! Instead of leaping up the
steps, Bethany was forced to stand patiently while the escalator crawled. Something sharp and small
bit into her shoulder. Bethany spun around, expecting perhaps to find a shopper who had gone
insane. She didn't see anybody but a dragging on her sweater became worse and she saw the fishing
hook that was impaled in her sweater. Following the fishing line with her eyes, she found the
fishing pole, held by none other than Amy Valentine! Amy was reeling her in, and Bethany was
already walking backwards to keep up with the hook. Amy jammed the fishing pole in the cracks of a
display counter and waved wickedly at Bethany before ascending the escalator. Bethany was stuck,
and she didn't have the foresight to bring a hunting knife to a shopping trip! Bethany growled as
Amy rose closer and closer to her present location. She regretted not packing a gun either. As
Bethany dreamed wicked thoughts, she realized the solution was simple: she took her sweater off.
Clad only in a red bra, Bethany looked mighty conspicuous. Her large breasts were heaving against
the sheer material and she had a belt of grenades around her waist. Not a single shopper spared her
a second glance. As soon as she reached the top of the escalator, Bethany lashed out with a kick
brought down a Christmas tree on display. The crash of ornaments and lights brought store employees
running to investigate. It also tripped the people coming off the escalator; sending them toppling
over the tree. All in all, Bethany figured it would buy her a thirty second lead over the trailing
Amy. Bethany rushed to the toy section and she saw the first sign of success. A giant Fight-with-Me
Piko was hanging over a display and Bethany pushed through the crowd to the unseen display. At one
point the crowd wasn't moving at all so she had to drop another gas grenade. When the crowd
stumbled away choking, Bethany finally made it to the Fight-with-Me Piko shelf. They were sold out.
"Buddha on a stick!" Bethany yelled. "It only took me two minutes and they're already sold out!"
Behind her, an experienced shopper snickered. This lady knew that SERIOUS shoppers had broken in
last night and hid under the tables. She scoffed at the naivete of the toyless blonde. A young
store employee approached Bethany. Freckles covered his face and arms, threatening to change his
racial status from Irish to Native American. His youthful face could barely hide a leer. "Ma'am,
how badly do you want Piko?" the kid asked. When Bethany only glared at him, he added, "Hey, I
didn't work two years to be a stock boy for nothing." ~~~ Amy wasn't about to let a group of
collapsed shoppers around a fallen tree stop her. She leaped to the handrail of the escalator and
using her amazing sense of balance, she quickly ran up the narrow, moving rail. A simple jump
carried her over the stumbling mess of shoppers and when she landed on a stunned employee, she
quickly rolled off of him and stood up. A wall of shoppers pushed against her as they tried to flee
one of Bethany's gas grenades. Amy jumped on top of a counter and from there she leaped onto a
hanging light to get a better view. From here she could see the Fight-with-Me Piko display as well
as the empty shelves under it. "Shit!" she cursed as she jumped back down to the ground. "Now where
am I going to get a Piko?" A smiling security guard cleared his throat behind her. Amy looked at
him and noted that he was taller and slimmer than most security guards she meets. In fact, with his
short cut blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, he might even be considered attractive. "Actually
lady," the security guard said in a lazy relaxed manner, "I know of where they store some extra
toys in the back. They're reserved for Santa, but maybe we can work something out if you're a good
girl." Amy saw his eyes were looking at where her legs were peaking out from her trench coat. "I
don't know," Amy teased. "I'm not exactly what you call a good girl." ~~~ Bethany followed the kid
through a backdoor. The storage areas looked like any other storage place all over the world. It
was dark, it had a wood smell from the shipping pallets and it was dark. Once they went into a more
secluded section guarded by two alert employees, she entered the unique part of the place. What
most storage areas didn't have was an air mattress, a stack of towels and three other employees
sitting around with their pants off. "You guys do this often?" Bethany asked as she unzipped her
pants. "Call me Ken, and yeah, Christmas is a great time to get laid," he said. "We only put half
the merchandise on the shelves and keep the rest to trade out to customers. Why do you think big
huge department stores are always running out of hot items?" Bethany shrugged. It wasn't much
different from corporate policy. She kneeled on the air mattress and all four of the employees
stepped up to her, their cocks already hard. "Doesn't management have a problem?" Bethany asked as
she selected the hardest cock and began sucking on it. The teen she was sucking groaned and began
to shiver. Bethany had that effect on people. "Since when does management know what the fuck is
going?" Ken sneered.

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 Bethany had to agree with him there. She felt someone fumbling with her bra
and soon her breasts popped free. There was a collective gasp soon followed by four pairs of hands
groping her breasts. Bethany continued to suck, occasionally making eye contact with the owner of
the cock. She gulped him down till he hit the back of her throat. Bethany couldn't suck him
properly; the squeezing hands were fondling her breasts too much to allow her to move. She mere
sucked till her cheeks collapsed on his cock and her tongue coaxed the base of his shaft. Quickly
and loudly, he erupted in her mouth. The other employees giggled as the guy doubled over. Bethany
just kept sucking, draining his cock of every once of cum. Only when his cock had shriveled in her
lips and her mouth was filled with his salty cum did she let me go. Bethany didn't want any repeat
performances. "One down," Bethany purred as she leaned forward to all fours. "Shall we see how many
we can stuff this Christmas?" ~~~ "Shouldn't you be watching for shoplifters or something?" Amy
asked. The security guard, who's nametag proclaimed him to be David and very happy to help you,
just chuckled. "It's my shift to get laid. In another hour, it's be Frank's turn, and he already
has his eye on a lady in hardware who's upset that a toolbox is sold out." Amy leaned back against
the table and looked around the small office. Various security cameras were watching the store, and
she noticed one had a view of the ladies' changing room. There was a small fridge, a television set
and an arcade machine crammed in the small space. Somehow, it fulfilled all her suspicions about
security guards. "As long as I don't hold you from your job" she said as she sat on the table. Amy
parted her legs. Despite the December winter, Amy was only wearing a black miniskirt under her
trench coat. Long ago, Amy had realized that it was best to keep her legs armed and ready. An easy
lifting of her skirt revealed that she had the same feelings about her shaved sex. "Lady, this is
why I became a security guard in the first place," David laughed as he quickly unzipped. His cock
flopped out, hardening with each twitch. "Oh, and here I thought it was for the shiny badges," Amy
grinned. She stretched her legs and gathered his waist between her knees. Amy's legs pulled him in,
folding around him in an embrace of firm thighs and locking ankles. Her hands found his cock and
guided him into her warm manger. He sunk into her with a sigh and when he finally hit bottom, his
groans mixed with hers. "I have a joke about badges, but I forgot it," David moaned. "Really?" Amy
asked. Her hips shifted and David cried. "Because I don't think we need no stinking jokes," she
said. ~~~ Bethany moaned as the kids finally found a rhythm that worked. She was straddling one
young man, his cock buried as deep in her sex as his face was buried in her hanging breasts. A
second employee was using her mouth, slowly fucking her lips and tongue with his dick. The third
eager employee had spread the cheeks of her ass and was penetrating her in her tightest of places.
Her ass wasn't exactly her best feature, but the stock boy couldn't wait any longer. Meanwhile, the
first employee she had sucked was trying to masturbate his cock back to life. The three young guys
lacked experience, but Bethany had to admit they were fast learners. The one in her ass dictated
the pace, pushing and fucking her with a slow steady cycle of thrusts. The one who was sucking her
breasts just lay there, letting his cock move with Bethany's pussy as her body moved with the
thrusts. The kid in her mouth shifted his pelvis slightly, allowing Bethany to ride up and down his
cock without having to move her head much. They even used their hands just right, gliding over her
smooth skin and pinching and pulling with erotic tension. "All in all, its a damn good way to go
Christmas shopping," Bethany thought. Bethany moaned as Ken bit one of her nipples. Her breasts
were slick from his mouth and her nipples ached with her own desire. As she moaned, her lips
vibrated around the cock that was lodged in her mouth. From the way his hands clenched her blonde
hair, Bethany could tell he liked the extra vibrations. Just for balance, she clenched hard on the
cock in her ass, and the resulting moans completed her erotic group caroling. It might have been
too much for the guy in her ass, was his name Mark? Bethany wasn't sure. She just knew that Mark
lost his control and began to fuck her harder. His hips collided with her ass, turning her buttocks
pink from the impacts. The blonde groaned as she felt her tiny ass opened further, harder and
quicker than she was used to. The speed was amazing and Bethany realized there was something to be
said for young men after all. She spat out the cock in her mouth as she struggled to hold her
balance and ride out the pounding. "Oh fuck," Ken moaned from between her breasts. Bethany
collapsed on top of him, smothering him completely in mammary heaven. Together, they felt their
sexes merging as Mark moved them both with his anal assault. Harder than either of them could
control, Bethany and Ken cried out as their sexes melted in friction. Bethany climaxed first and
her resulting contractions milked Ken's cock into orgasm as well. "Here I cum!" cried Mark and he
were true to his word. Bethany felt the sudden flood of his cum fill her ass. The blast of warm
liquid was a bit disconcerting, but Bethany didn't mind. It must have been the Christmas spirit
filling her as well as his cum. "I haven't cum yet!" the guy standing in front of her whined. His
cock was red from her sucking as well as slick and swollen. "That's easily fixed," Bethany said.
She lifted herself from the cocks she was impaled on, not minding at all as their cum trailed down
her legs. She crawled over to the standing employee and drew herself up on her knees. Cupping her
tits together, she slid her cleavage down over his cock. "Wow!" the kid moaned. Bethany had a
feeling his girlfriend is going to have to perform new tricks. His slick cock slipped easily
between her breasts and his eyes devoured the jiggling that resulted from her motions. Up and down
Bethany moved, but it wasn't the movement that excited the kid as much as where his cock was.
Bethany could swear she heard his cock pop as his cum came flying out. She narrowly prevented the
flying stream from hitting her face but her breasts were quickly covered in sticky semen. She was
impressed by the sheer quantity of his offering, but she was annoyed by how much area was now
covered in clinging white. "That explains the towels," Bethany said as she reached for one. "I just
wished they didn't still have their sales tags on them." ~~~ The table creaked as David fucked Amy.
Her legs were tight around his waist as his magnificent cock drove deep inside her. His hands
reached past her and gripped the edges of the table for leverage. This brought his face down to
hers where his lips showered her neck and mouth with biting kisses. She in return had his shirt in
her teeth; using the cloth to gag her fervent moans. David might lack skill or creativity, but he
made up for it in sheer desire. It was like being fucked by a piston; a very hard, very fast
piston. Well, a piston with blonde hair, cute eyes and a great smile, but certainly a piston. Amy
developed an appreciation for holiday sex. After five minutes of shopping, she didn't feel up to
creative sex. Amy just wanted the simple pleasure of having her sex entered and fucked by a long
cock. She wanted to sit there and feel her pussy expand around his shaft and not have to worry
about moving herself. Shopping wore a girl out. On the other hand, Amy was in a hurry. Subtly but
firmly, Amy began flexing her thighs around David. Her ankles pushed against his buttocks in a slow
drumbeat that happened to coincide with the clenching of her sex. She released his shirt from her
teeth and bit his shoulder. As her teeth sank into his flesh, she exhaled her hot breath through
her nose, sending goose bumps down his chest and arms. The piston was racing now. The table was
crumbling under Amy's ass. With a sharp 'CRACK', the table shattered. David's hands raced to cup
Amy's ass just in time to prevent her falling but at the sudden dropping, the two found themselves
at climax's ascension. "Fuck!" David cried out as his cock released inside Amy. "Whoa!" Amy added
as her own pussy radiated the waves of her orgasm. They stood there for a few seconds, locked
together as her clenching sex drained his discharging cock. "You know, any time you want to let me
down is fine with me," Amy said after a minute had passed. ~~~ Bethany was still sticky but at
least she didn't have any white clumps on her. Well, none that she could find. Ken was stumbling
through the tight corridors; his ability to walk had been diminished from the orgasm Bethany gave
him. The blonde only smirked. It was nice to know she could still cripple young men. "Fight-with-Me
Piko has been our best selling item," Ken offered as conversation. "In fact, I'm pretty sure we
only have one left." "Look, I'll gladly fuck you to buy a Christmas toy, but don't expect me to
talk with you," Bethany snapped. Being sticky made her irritable. "Fine with me," Ken said. As a
stock boy, he was hard to offend. It came with the job. As they walked around the corner, the sight
of Amy and a security guard surprised them. Amy was holding a Piko, and the guard was frowning at
the sight of Ken and Bethany. Ken immediately started making excuses for why he had a chick in the
storage area, but Bethany shut him up. "Unhand that toy!" Bethany yelled. "Fuck you," Amy snapped.
"I had to fuck this guy to get this toy!" "Just one guy?" Bethany asked. It never failed. Someone
was always buying what you bought for cheaper prices. Amy was through negotiating. She had the ugly
pink toy and she was going to show her sister up once and for all. She grabbed the guard's arm and
spun him into Bethany while making a dash down the corridor. Bethany was having none of this. She
had to have that ugly toy so she could shut up her mother! She threw the stock boy into the guard
and after they collided, Bethany leaped over their bodies. She was not letting Amy get away! The
busty blonde tackled Amy head on. Unfortunately, they weren't fighting in a factory in some
concrete corridor. The two of them crashed right through the flimsy wall separating storage from
the rest of the store. The two girls fell to the floor in a tangled heap. The Fight- with-Me Piko
slid across the floor, bouncing against a girl's foot. As Amy and Bethany kicked and punched each
other, a little voice stole their attention. "Look Mom! It's a Fight-with-Me Piko!" the little girl
said. "It's just like Jason wanted! We can get him one for Christmas after all!" The little girl's
mother looked at Amy and Bethany and frowned. "I'm not sure, Jessica. I think he belongs to, one of
those ladies." Amy and Bethany were in a crisis. On the one hand, they had a chance at family
revenge. On the other hand, there was a little girl who LIKED her sibling and wanted to make him
happy. "Its not mine," Amy said, untangling herself from Bethany. Bethany thought of how much she
hated to spend Christmas with her family. Then she thought of how she would feel if she disarmed a
little girl not more than seven. "I've never seen that toy before in my life," Bethany said. The
mother smiled while the girl cheered. As they walked away, Amy and Bethany had a rather
uncomfortable moment of silence. Bethany began to walk away and Amy called out to her. "Merry
Christmas, Bethany." Bethany paused, and thought about it. "Merry Christmas, Amy." They still tried
to kill each other next week, but for the moment, it was kind of nice. 

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