Superpowered Sex Squad: P.U.S.S.I.E.S. on the Loose

Veronica, Samantha, and Gracie belong to a top-secret organization known as P.U.S.S.I.E.S. When a terrorist group calling itself C.U.N.T. threatens to launch nuclear missiles, these girls fly into action to stop them.

They each have a special, sexual ability that they’ll need to use to achieve their goal. Gracie, the spunky, redheaded interrogator, gets aroused whenever she hears a lie. Samantha, the sultry, stealthy blonde, gains necessary knowledge and skills from the men she beds. And Veronica, the dangerous, brunette powerhouse, channels her sexual energy to produce electrifying results.

They travel the globe kicking ass and having their way with multiple men, culminating in an epic group sex scene that’s guaranteed to titillate. These women are out to prove one thing to the villains of the world: P.U.S.S.I.E.S. are powerful!

EXCERPT:
"Samantha was face down on the bed, her back arched to lift her ass into the air, her tits squashed flat against the mattress. A man she’d just met earlier that evening was straddling her legs and drilling her pussy with an enthusiasm suggesting that he thought he might strike oil.

Samantha and her fellow P.U.S.S.I.E.S. had trailed the man when he left C.U.N.T.’s secret, island compound, and ended up encountering him at a large beach party in a small, nearby town. Apparently, not even evil henchmen could resist the allure of young, sexy bodies on a warm, tropical night. It wasn’t hard to get invited back to his apartment. He turned out to be more of a gentleman than she’d expected, given that he was a supervillain’s lackey.

He’d politely offered her a drink and tried to make small talk, but rather than accept, she’d simply sat down on his bed, spread her legs wide open, and said, “Maybe later.” She wanted to get down to business. She’d been wearing a skimpy white dress without panties. She felt his eyes follow the path of her short, blonde landing strip down to her moist, pick lips. It wasn’t long before he was inside of her. Now she just needed him to come.

Samantha’s nickname around the office was the Mind Fucker. She had the ability to learn from someone—to gain knowledge and skills from them—by banging them. She could do the horizontal tango with a guard and learn his access codes. She could play hide the salami with a mathematician and be able to solve complex math problems. And, yes, she could have a bit of the old in-and-out with Jackie Chan, and when they’d finished…she would know kung fu. Of course, it was only temporary. She would eventually forget. But it lasted long enough that it came in very handy during missions.

The only problems were that, A. it had to be a man, and B. he had to come inside her. It didn’t matter if it was inside her pussy, her ass, or her mouth, but his semen had to get inside of her. The way the scientists at P.U.S.S.I.E.S. had explained it, there was something different about her immune system that reacted to semen by allowing her to make what they referred to as a brief, telepathic connection.

The C.U.N.T. henchman who was currently fucking Samantha (who had introduced himself as Bernard but who she preferred to think of as Bernie) was a satellite communications technician. If this worked, she should gain the knowledge and access codes necessary to get into C.U.N.T.’s computer system and sabotage the missile launch. She just had to get him to finish inside of her."

Approximately 8,115 words.

Features: Group sex, heterosexual sex (vaginal / oral / light rimming / cream pies), female masturbation, interracial sex, light bisexual themes.