Golden Eye of the Spy Sea

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stretch of coastline in southern France, from Saint-Crouch to the Italian border, extends all the way to the east of Manchester. In early summer, the beaches are often crowded. Anglas in Nice is a great relaxing holiday destination, especially in the evening when the roads are filled with cars and tour buses, resembling Paris at dusk.
I was driving an old Aston Martin DB5 up the highest point of the Graningen Bend, parallel to the coastline. This winding road clings high above the cliffs, sometimes passing through tunnels carved into the rock. But this didn't stop me from enjoying the beautiful seascape and coastal scenery.
In the passenger seat next to me sat a beautiful young woman with long, dark brown curly hair and captivating light blue eyes that often drew my gaze from the road ahead to her face. Her face flushed and paled as I looked at her—red from slight anger, and paled from the constant adventures along the way.
“Lei Ming, can you concentrate on driving?” the woman finally couldn’t help but ask, her full red lips drawing my gaze.
“Of course, Selena, how could you think I’m not concentrating on driving?” I laughed.
“You’ve spent more time looking at me than at the road the whole way here, and you still dare to say you’re concentrating on driving?” the woman named Selena exclaimed.
“Oh, you can’t blame me for this…” I chuckled. “I’ve just been stationed in Europe, and this is the first time I’ve met such a charming European girl like you in real life…”
“Okay… thank you for the compliment…” Selena gripped the handrail tightly, saying helplessly, “Even if you don’t care about my safety, you should at least take care of yourself…”
“As you wish…” I smiled, then asked, “Actually, I’ve been wondering why you were sent to do my psychological evaluation?”
“What do you mean, ‘why me?’” Selena asked curiously. “I’m an internationally certified psychological counselor and a special consultant for Global Trading Company. What’s wrong with that?”
“Actually, what I mean is, you know what kind of background Global Trading Company has…” I smiled. “I thought it would be Chinese, or at least of Chinese descent…”
“That’s great-power chauvinism…” Selena said disdainfully. “It’s already the era of globalization, and you’re still worrying about whether I’m of Chinese descent…”
“You’re right… I was just curious…” I laughed. “At the Marseille racetrack, when you opened the car door, I thought you’d mistaken the car for something else…”
This young woman named Serena was French; I had only met her for the first time yesterday afternoon. The National Security Bureau sends psychological counselors to conduct psychological assessments of overseas special agents every quarter. Anyone who fails the assessment is immediately recalled to China for rest or special training. At first, I didn’t quite understand, but after several missions, I realized that even the most resilient field agents, with nerves as strong as steel, can become neurasthenic and even paranoid after prolonged exposure to dangerous environments. Therefore, timely psychological assessments of field personnel are crucial to identifying and addressing problems, preventing psychological issues from affecting mission execution or even leading to serious mistakes.
“I’m just doing this for a paycheck…” Selena said, “to evaluate you, to offer guidance or report problems when they arise, I’m not going to fight.”
“Of course, you’re right…” I laughed, “So what problems have you found? Or are you going to submit the report in a week?”
“There are problems, of course…” Selena frowned, “At least I’ve found that you’re very arrogant, enjoy excitement, and are quite lecherous…”
“We’ve only known each other for less than 24 hours, and you’ve already given me so many comments, isn’t that a bit too hasty…” I said with a wry smile.
“Not at all…” Selena pouted. “I was wearing such a boring suit, and you still looked me up like a knife. You didn’t care at all that we were meeting for the first time, staring at a young woman repeatedly, and then you forced me to take off my glasses and change into this suit. What else could it be but lust?”
“Don’t blame me!” I laughed. “Although you were only wearing a simple suit and non-prescription glasses when I picked you up yesterday, how could those hide your radiance? I was just letting your beauty shine through the unnecessary concealment…”
“Come on… nice words. Let me tell you, don’t get any funny ideas…” Selena glared at me, warning me, but her eyes and brows couldn’t hide the smile.
"Hmm? How did you know I was eyeing you?" I turned my head, gazing at the beautiful face beside me. My eyes flickered past her ample bosom beneath her skirt, and suddenly, a bright red Ferrari sped past. The driver, also a young woman, glanced at us, seemingly mocking my old sedan. The
mountain road was narrow, and the Ferrari practically hugged the right-side window as it passed. Selena jumped back in my direction, startled, and I finally got a clear look at the woman's face. She was also a stunning blonde, with striking features and a cold smile that gave me the unsettling feeling that getting close to her would be mortal danger.
Our eyes met for a fleeting moment, and by the time I came to my senses, I could only see the Ferrari's taillights. The blonde's defiant gaze ignited my competitive spirit. I shifted the gear lever to manual, yelled, "Hold on tight!", and floored the accelerator. The V8 engine roared to life, the powerful torque propelling the car forward.
“I said, is it really necessary to drive this fast?” Selena pinched my arm, quickly realizing it was a rather intimate gesture and immediately pulled her hand away.
“Fast? We’re being bullied like this!” I replied without looking at her, staring at the road ahead. At this speed, getting distracted would be suicidal.
While the Aston Martin's appearance wasn't as flamboyant as a Ferrari, its sports car heritage was in no way inferior. After two corners, I saw the red rear of the car ahead. I downshifted and followed closely behind, waiting for an opportunity to overtake on a straightaway.
After a few more corners, a straightaway less than two hundred meters long appeared ahead, with a sheer drop on either side. Forcing an overtake would be extremely dangerous, but I always crave excitement, so I downshifted to first gear without hesitation and floored the accelerator. The
end of the straightaway was right in front of me. Selena screamed in terror. I had already overtaken the Ferrari, squeezing into the inside corner and forcing it to slow down.
“Thunder! Stop… what are you doing…” Selena screamed repeatedly, her nails digging tightly into my arm.
"What's wrong with me?" I laughed. Seeing that we were approaching the bend at the top of the mountain, instead of using the turn signal, I slammed on the brakes, letting the Ferrari pass. The blonde beauty, seeing she had no chance to compete with me anymore, glared at me resentfully and drove off.
I slowly drove the car to the innermost part of the observation deck parking lot, got out, opened the passenger door, and reached out, smiling, "Want some fresh air?"
Selena glared at me fiercely, swatted my hand away, and got out of the car herself. The moment her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy and swayed. I quickly grabbed her slender waist, laughing, "Let's stay in the car, it's more spacious in the back." With that, I opened the back door and gently pushed it open, causing her to involuntarily slump into the spacious seat.
I closed the door and got into the back seat from the other side. The back seat of the older Aston Martin was very spacious, with no bumps or obstructions, like a sofa. Selena and I were sitting in the back, and the car was quiet, with only her slightly rapid breathing audible. I inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her, and my penis was already hard.
"Lei Ming…you…" Selena took a deep breath and spoke, her high breasts heaving rapidly with each breath making my blood boil.
"Selena, what do you want to say?" I smiled, my arm casually resting on the back of the seat, as if I were holding Selena's fragrant shoulder in my arms.
Selena looked up at me, not looking away, and said softly, "You should know I'm here to conduct a psychological evaluation of you over the past quarter, right?"
“Of course, this isn’t my first time doing a psychological evaluation. It’s just that I’ve always done them in the East Asia region, and the assessors have all been Asian women…” I chuckled.
“Since it’s not your first time… then you know that the evaluation results determine whether you can continue your posting or whether you need to be recalled, right?” Serena asked.
“I know that…” I nodded.
"Then why did you do that?" Selena said, exasperated. "Just because the other person is a pretty woman, you drove recklessly on the mountain road?"
"Oh, really? Selena, are you jealous?" I chuckled. "We've only known each other for less than a day, isn't that a bit too fast?"
"Good heavens, Lei Ming, how narcissistic are you..." Selena couldn't help but roll her eyes, putting her hand to her forehead. "Even French men aren't as narcissistic as you..."
"Intuition, intuition," I laughed. "My intuition is always right. Even if that blonde beauty doesn't have your elegance, you're still jealous."
"Okay, say what you will..." Selena shook her head. "Let's hurry back, it's getting dark..."
"Selena, this is France, with the most romantic nights in the world, and you want to go back so early..." I subtly moved closer to her. "
I have to go back to write a report..." Selena looked at me warily, trying to back away, but the car door was right behind her, where could she hide?
“The evaluation report is important, of course…” I chuckled, “but I think the evaluation should be mutual, otherwise it’s too unfair, don’t you think?”
“What do you mean?” Selena looked up at me. “I’m the psychological evaluator, you’re the one being evaluated, don’t get it wrong!”
“No, I didn’t get it wrong. I did a rough evaluation yesterday, otherwise why would this dress fit you so well?” I smiled, glancing at the slender legs peeking out from under the skirt.
“You…you don’t talk nonsense…I’m leaving…” Selena was a little scared by my gaze and turned to open the car door, but I quickly put my arm around her waist.
“Selena, I only had a rough look at your figure yesterday, so I think a more in-depth evaluation is needed, don’t you think?” I lewdly chuckled and kissed her.
Selena finally realized that my parking the car so close to the back was ill-intentioned, but it was too late. She struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Shy and angry, she cried out, "Leiming...no...not here..."
"It is indeed a bit cramped here...let's have a brief chat first, and then we can have a more in-depth conversation when we get back to the hotel..." Ignoring Selena's struggles, I kissed her cheeks and neck, my lips occasionally brushing against her earlobes, making her tremble all over, her fair face already flushed.
Selena struggled in my arms for more than ten seconds before finally stopping and panting heavily. I took the opportunity to kiss the beauty's red lips fiercely, my tongue probing into her mouth. She was shocked and angry, biting my tongue with her teeth. I knew this was the most crucial moment, and ignoring the pain, I held the beauty's slender waist tightly with one hand and lifted her skirt with the other.
The young woman's long, shapely legs were exposed before me, without an ounce of excess fat, dazzlingly white. At a glance, her thin silk panties were already moistened with arousal fluid, becoming semi-transparent, unable to conceal the soft pubic hair, and a rosy slit was clearly visible, bright and alluring.
At this moment, I knew Selena was already aroused. Without hesitation, I reached between her legs and pressed my hand against her most sensitive clitoris through the thin fabric. Selena let out a soft moan, relaxing her teeth. I then slipped my tongue into her mouth, teasing her tongue tip. She hesitated for a moment, then finally engaged in a passionate kiss with me.
The beauty's return kiss invigorated my spirit. I reclined the large seat, pressed myself against Selena, and frantically unzipped my pants, releasing my engorged penis. I spread her legs apart with both hands, pulled her panties to one side with my fingers, and pressed my erect penis against her.
The heat emanating from between her legs brought Selena back to her senses. She opened her dazed eyes, reaching out to try and stop my penis, saying, "No...don't...oh my god..."
Looking at the pale face of the beauty beneath me, I felt a surge of joy. She was undoubtedly terrified by the size of my penis after touching it.
"Don't do this?" I lewdly chuckled. "Selena, you're already so wet, and you're telling me not to? Do you think I'm a child?"
With that, I took a deep breath, pressed down on her thighs, and thrust my hips downwards. My enormous glans lingered between her labia for less than a second before disappearing inside.
"Oh..." Selena and I cried out almost simultaneously. I was releasing the lust aroused during the race, while she was writhing in pain.
“Ray…please…go slower…” Selena’s face was flushed as she looked at me and said, “You’ve already gotten what you wanted…can you be a little gentler?”
“I thought Western girls liked more intense sex…” I laughed, subtly thrusting my hips deeper.
“You bastard…” Selena gasped as I penetrated her, gritting her teeth, “What girl would like to be raped!”
“Rape?” I leered, “You’re so wet, and you still dare to say I raped you?” As I spoke, I unbuttoned her shirt and ripped off her bra.
I stared lecherously at Selena’s breasts, my penis hardening even more. When I picked her up at the station yesterday, I noticed her alluring figure, which couldn't be concealed by her simple clothes. But now, naked together, I realized this slender beauty had disproportionately large breasts—snow-white and large, with nipples a pale pink, almost skin-colored—that trembled slightly with her heavy breathing. A surge of desire rose within me. I reached out and grasped her breasts, kneading them forcefully. She let out a soft moan, and her pale pink nipples hardened. I immediately lowered my head and took them into my mouth, sucking hard.
I licked and teased her nipples with my tongue, and she gasped. Her nipples quickly became erect like cherries. I couldn't get enough of her breasts, wanting to take them all in my mouth, kissing her until she cried out in pleasure. Suddenly, her body tensed, her snow-white abdomen convulsed, and a warm stream of love fluid flowed from deep within her, splashing onto my penis, making my whole body tingle, and I almost ejaculated.
"You're so sensitive to climax like that..." I spat out the nipple I'd been sucking until it was red and purple, looking at the beauty beneath me. She gave me a weak glare. Actually, it wasn't Selena's fault. I'd been with nearly a hundred women; my skills in seduction were unparalleled. Not only are breasts one of the most sensitive areas for women besides their genitals, but my oral skills, though seemingly simple, involved countless subtleties: when to apply pressure, when to be gentle, when to suck hard, when to entwine. I just wasn't aware of them.
I also wanted to get back to the hotel and enjoy some intimate time with Selena. This wild encounter on the mountaintop was just an appetizer. Since I'd already brought her to orgasm once, I might as well keep going. With that thought, I embraced Selena's slender waist and began to slowly thrust my penis in and out. With the lubrication of her love juices, my thrusts gradually became smoother.
Seeing that there was no way to resist, Selena finally gave up her resistance. She slowly twisted her slender waist, her eyes misting over, and her long legs spread wide. Her bloodless, stretched vulva slowly swallowed my penis. Finally, she felt her clitoris swell, knowing I had penetrated to the deepest point, yet a portion remained outside.
I felt the tight, warm sensation of her vagina, an indescribable pleasure. Ignoring her discomfort, I grabbed her buttocks and thrust my hips forward, the head of my penis forcing its way through her supple cervix, the entire shaft plunging inside. My pubic bone pressed tightly against her mons pubis, leaving no gap.
Selena screamed, her beautiful eyes rolling back, nearly fainting. I breathed heavily several times, and as my urge to ejaculate subsided, I felt my penis, having soaked in her wet, slippery vulva for a while, grow even thicker. Selena's breathing calmed, and although her vulva still ached deeply, she gradually adapted to my size, her tightly furrowed brows relaxing.
Seeing my advantage, I seized the opportunity, immediately grasping the beauty's trembling breasts and beginning to thrust rapidly, faster and faster, until she moaned incessantly. A light rain began to fall outside the car, gently pattering against the body, while inside, the sounds of a man and woman making love filled the air, making one's heart race.
Holding Selena's slender waist, I thrust hundreds of times, feeling her cries grow louder and her vagina tighter, gripping my penis with unparalleled pleasure. I gritted my teeth and thrust a hundred times, until Selena finally reached her climax. Shamelessly, she arched her hips repeatedly, moaning repeatedly, "Ah...ah...Ray...I...can't take it...I'm going to die..." Before she finished speaking, her body trembled, her snow-white abdomen convulsed, and warm love fluid gushed from deep within her uterus; she had been brought to orgasm again.
Although this was the second time I had brought Selena to orgasm, I still needed to reach a certain level of climax. Ignoring the beauty's pleas, I grabbed her smooth, rounded legs and hoisted them onto my shoulders, pressing them forcefully against her full breasts. Holding her snow-white, upturned buttocks, I thrust my penis straight in, the glans piercing her cervix, which was contracting repeatedly with orgasm, and began the final thrusts.
Selena's slender body was bent into a T-shape by my movements; she could see my penis moving in and out of her vagina with a simple glance down. The thick shaft stretched her entrance to its limit, and copious amounts of translucent love juice flowed onto her mons pubis with each thrust. Startled, her uterus contracted again; her third orgasm had arrived.
I glanced at the quartz clock on the dashboard; from my actual penetration to Selena's two orgasms, less than ten minutes had passed. Having brought a stunningly beautiful woman I'd only met 24 hours prior to this point to the point of weeping uncontrollably from repeated orgasms, I felt incredibly satisfied. No longer suppressing my urges, I thrust in several more times, my glans penetrating deeply into her supple cervix amidst her continued throbbing. My urethral opening pressed against the uterine wall, and thick, scalding semen gushed out, causing her to cry out in pain. The
intense intercourse was nearing its end. As the passion subsided, I looked at Selena, her eyes glazed and her limbs limp, and reluctantly withdrew my penis from her swollen vulva. A mixture of vaginal fluid and semen immediately gushed from her labia, barely concealed by her thin panties. I quickly grabbed some tissues for her, but she snatched the box from my hand and ignored me. I didn't say anything; offering comfort at this moment would be hypocritical, especially since I was the one who had just taken advantage. I
tidied my clothes, returned to the driver's seat, and drove down the mountain back to the hotel. Along the way, glancing in the rearview mirror, I saw the beautiful woman who had just been writhing beneath me was now dressed, leaning back in her seat, gazing out the window. I couldn't see her expression, only the blush on her fair face testified to the passionate lovemaking she had just experienced.
The car slowly pulled into the VIP parking lot of the Four Seasons Hotel. I helped Selena out of the car; her legs were still a little sore. Even the spacious back seat of a car couldn't compare to a bed, and given the intensity of the lovemaking, the beauty, though unwilling, could only let me half-carry her into the private elevator.

Next chapter preview: I quietly walked behind Selena and saw a Word document on her computer screen that read: "Strong will, good execution, physically strong…" I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you a psychological assessor? Why did you write 'physically strong…'?" Selena jumped up in fright, her face flushed, and she pushed me aside, frantically deleting the passage. I laughed relentlessly, "That's not professional at all! Even if you have firsthand experience, you shouldn't write things that aren't your responsibility!" This immediately made the beautiful woman both embarrassed and angry; she clawed at my waist, leaving it bruised and purple.

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