Confident Cover-up Cleaning (Kalifa)

"You've been slacking Kalifa," Iceburg said as he looked at the busty blonde, glasses-wearing woman.1

Kalifa bowed her head to try and hide her annoyance. It was hard being a secretary for a man who would sometimes completely abandon his schedule as well as being a top secret agent for the World Government. "My apologies, Iceburg," she said.

Iceburg sighed. "I'm the one that's going to have to be sorry. Unfortunately, you've fallen too much for me to be able to house you as my assistant. I'm afraid that you could be getting replaced soon."

Kalifa's eyes widened but the glint of her glasses covered the brief flash of anger in them; god, did she want to kill Iceburg at this moment. However, like the secret agent she was, Kalifa showed no emotions and nodded. "If I may, Iceburg... would you at least show me who your new assistant is?" she asked.

Iceburg shrugged and pulled the file from his cabinet and pushed it forward against his table, showing it to Kalifa. "His name is Y/N. He's been a citizen in Water 7 for a while and he's pretty smart. Will that suffice, Kalifa?"

Kalifa nodded and left the office with a goal in mind. 'No matter what it is, I must make him fail the exam.'

***

Now, Kalifa had several ideas of what she could do but she needed to make sure that Iceburg did not catch on. She already showed interest in Y/N, so she had to make sure that she distanced herself from him if anything were to happen. Now, the simple solution would be to just up and kill him but she doubted that it wouldn't be obvious she did. Her mind cycled through all the possible methods of keeping her job but she only came to one conclusion: seductive sex.

She wasn't too proud of it but she had to carry out her job as a secret spy for the World Government. A tool at its disposal. And what use is a tool that won't do their job, so, with a heavy sigh at what was to come, Kalifa confronted the interviewer that threatened to take her job. "Hello. You must be Y/N."

Y/N looked at Iceburg's secretary. 'I wonder what she wants with me. No hot, blonde sexy woman comes up to you, unless she is a femme fatale,' he thought to himself. Still, he didn't mind the attention but it was confusing nonetheless. "Yeah. How can I help you?"

Kalifa sighed. 'How the hell am I supposed to do this? I can't just say let's have sex! He'll think I'm a femme fatale!' Kalifa thought, close to already having a mental breakdown at the fact it had come to this. Seriously?!

Y/N quirked his head. "You spaced out? I haven't got all day, so what do you want from me?" Y/N asked, wanting to get it done with as quickly. He wasn't a sociable person. That was the reason he took the job for Iceburg's secretary. If he was preoccupied with work, then it meant he had an excuse to say in.

Kalifa coughed. "Iceburg is planning to replace me and I don't want to happen. Fail the interview," she casually told him.

Y/N sweat-dropped at how calmly she said it. "N-no, that's not how things work," Y/N stuttered, clearly in disbelief that he couldn't form words properly. He sighed. "Look, I don't know why you want me to fail but I want this job so that I can be left alone. I keep on getting people wanting me to go outside but I don't wanna! So if I get a busy secretary job, then I'm gonna have a peaceful life. So I refuse!" Y/N told her.

Kalifa sighed; this one was a tough cookie. "I refuse your refusal. You don't understand but I really need to keep my job!" she told him but clasped her mouth and moved back as she cursed herself for showing excess emotions - Kalifa remembered that she wasn't to do more than what was necessary. "You don't understand," she said.

"Wait... You wouldn't happen to have a crush on Iceburg, do you?" Y/N asked, pointing his fingers with his face in disbelief.

Kalifa lifted up her glasses, with the light shining and blocking her eyes as she barely made a move. Y/N was impressed with her emotion controlling, cause not a single hint of the red rising in her cheeks. 'T-this... kid!' Kalifa thought.

"Anyway, I don't care. I'm getting this interview and my peaceful life! Later!" Y/N said, walking off.

Only for Kalifa to block him, making him almost trip in shock at the fact she had appeared in front of him. That was confusing. "Would you fail the interview if I were to have sex with you?"

Y/N stopped. "I'm sorry, what?! Why the fuck would you do that?! Is the job worth it?!" Y/N shouted.

Kalifa tilted her glasses once again; at least, he didn't act like a spineless coward and shied from it. "Also, I can offer you a job to be a member of the shipwrights. Will that suffice?" she asked, while inwardly she was feeling strange, as this was probably the first case in her life where she was begging for something. Usually, being an elite assassin, getting things wouldn't be a problem.

Y/N was struggling. While he didn't want to feel like he was doing it for the sex, the offer was really good. Besides, what was the harm in allowing her a job? Adding on, Y/N had to admit that he did need to go out more - his father would want it. "Fine! Let's do this!" Y/N said. "We do this and then I fail and then everyone wins! Are you happy?!"

'Yes. We will just get this over and done with. I'll finish him off with just a blowjob and I can be done with this. He's probably not'—"OH MY GOD!" she said with a shocked face as Kalifa came face to face with something out of this world.

Y/N laughed at her reaction. "What's the big deal? You are acting like you've never seen a cock before. Are you still a virgin?" Y/N taunted, even though he was a virgin himself.

"Don't taunt me!" Kalifa said as she made Y/N groan when she tightly clutched on her dick. Luckily, this time, she made sure that she was in the rational state of mind to not completely squish his dick using her hidden strength. Despite using less of her powers, Kalifa was shocked that Y/N's cock didn't look damaged; in fact, the veins were popping out more and presenting the meat as more menacing to her eyes.

Y/N held back a pained expression at the brief intensity of his dick between her strong arms but he relaxed as Y/N sank into the soft bed while Kalifa's hands worked his shaft at a pace you wouldn't expect. Well, maybe it was because being a secretary meant that you were using your hands and writing lots of things down, then it did make sense for them to be trained after a certain point of hard work.

"You are really fast. Did doing work as a secretary improve your handy work?" Y/N asked, seriously curious about if it would help with your strength. He made a sour face as she ignored the question and wanked his wang harder, like it was a crime what he said and that he needed to be punished for his insolence. "Geez! I'm not gonna take your job if you answer either yes or no! Some men are just genuinely curious!" Y/N complained as Kalifa gave him the cold treatment.

Kalifa looked away as she kept stroking his cock even more. "That's sexual harassment," she said, making Y/N give off a confused face.

"You're stroking me off!" Y/N replied back, almost finding it comical with the circumstance he was finding himself in. He felt like he was more engrossed with the conversation than the fact that his dick was stiffening up to the weapon of massive destruction to any anatomy.

Kalifa took a deep breath in as she gripped the cock and used her thumb to rub the cockhead's underside, rubbing it sensually and making it throb and Kalifa was sure that it had grown an extra inch from that. "It's still this big," Kalifa said in surprise.

Y/N was about to mock her on her constant gawking but was stopped as his virgin body was experiencing something of another level as a tingling sensation burned into his body and spread as Y/N's hands took in the covers and crushed them in his fingers as he continued to pant and Y/N's body felt heat be injected into his veins as his breath was caught in his throat.

Kalifa gave a small smile but her smile soon was taken off as she had to focus on the dick in her mouth. Already, her lips felt like they were being stretched out and it wasn't easy having your mouth wide open and being full up. Luckily, Y/N was a virgin. Still, he could make a killing if he was a gigolo.

'It's so good!' Kalifa thought shamelessly as, after a long time had passed and her mouth was finally adjusting to the sore slicking of his cock back and forth into her mouth, her libido caught up to her and she was smiling as her head bobbed up and down and her hands stayed firm on Y/N's dick as she also jerked it off with her hands but they were more slow and steady movements than the fast, frisky, frantic actions of Kalifa's mouth.

"I'm so glad I took this deal! Y/N said deliriously as he found himself in a static sex shock. He could see the smug face on Kalifa and she would have laughed had her mouth not been full with his meat. Y/N didn't care and he couldn't help it anyway, as his body was more sensitive to some things and there was no point in trying to change one thing but rather Y/N moved on and enjoyed the blowjob as Kalifa had taken a lot of it impressively and even now she was still hard-working as Kalifa's tongue swirled around and thoroughly touched each yard of his dick and was still going.

Y/N's senses tingled and something overcame him as Y/N's hands grasped at Kalifa. The sexy secretary didn't get to say anything else (not that she could in the first place) but she was really feeling the power of being muted as her throat was not safe from the onslaught and her hips were thrusting back and forth as her breasts jiggled against the confines of her outfit was Kalifa was feeling her eyes roll to the back of her head and give into the pressuring pleasure patting that was making her nose the only supply for oxygen.

Kalifa's throat ached like she was in a hot region and didn't have any water, which was very ironic as her mouth was probably releasing a large ton of saliva and that would be good enough as a substitute for not having water when your mouth felt like it was chugging sand. 'Still... It's so good but why am I struggling so much?! I can't believe some random person is making me pant this much!' Kalifa thought.

Y/N leaned forward and dropped his weight all on Kalifa, who didn't expect it. Surprise didn't even start to explain Kalifa's reaction as before she could even get her mouth off of his long john to make a complaint, a leakage came out and Kalifa soon found her mouth being flooded and under attack as the thick girth twitched and expanded and flattened out as Kalifa's eyes were growing wide and her mouth was too as Y/N's cum overwhelmed her body and she found herself wanting to remove it before she passed out from lack of oxygen but the challenge was there and Kalifa thought that she might have gone for it as this was gonna be her only interaction with Y/N, so might as well have fun with it.

Big mistake. Those were the thoughts of Kalifa as she found her mouth being filled with cum. Even more shocking for the Cipher Pol agent was that someone managed to spill out the miniature cracks in her mouth that was already crammed with cock. 'I need a miracle. Oh, Celestial Dragon!' she thought as her body felt like it had lost its physical functions.

"A-are we done?" Y/N panted as he laid over Kalifa and his hips were weakly moving back and forth, but they were not of his own accord but rather the sexual instinct that had been awaken in his body. "I think I've had enough," Y/N said.

Beforehand, Kalifa would have definitely agreed and left it at that. Yet for some reason she refused. She didn't want it to end so early. If it did, she was sure that she would have lost something. "No! We are far from done! This is my interview," she said, trying her best not to sound lustful but her flushed cheeks, cum-stained lips and the fact her clothes were now close to being removed with a shrug went to show that Kalifa was going back on her previous feelings.

Two soft cushions encompassed Y/N's dick. Kalifa rubbed her breasts against his cock and her head dipped down only to be stopped by the meat between her jugs that was still hard and stopped her momentum completely. 'What is he? How does his dick have more stamina than him?' Kalifa thought as her tongue moved out and licked the tip.

Sometimes she would lick the mushroom tip that poked out from her cleavage cage but other times were a no go because as much as she didn't want to admit it, her jaw HURT from sucking his cock off. It was killing her mouth sometimes to lick it and moments of licking the tip were too much and she didn't want her jaw to fall off; hell, she wouldn't be surprised if it was dislocated, broken or suffering some permanent damage.

Regardless, Kalifa took things in stride and continued to bounce her bodacious babies against the rigid cock as Y/N whimpered and panted as Kalifa gave a menacing grin against the drained body of his and, although she might regret it later on, took his cock into her mouth and bobbed her head and sucked on it like it was hard candy as her breasts worked wonder on the thick rod and Y/N's laboured breaths were a sign that he was close.

Freeing his cock from her mouth, Kalifa gave a lustful smile as she slowly descended her head downwards and her tongue stretched to the maximum capacity and licked the slit. "Cum. That's an order," she said.

Immediately, as if Kalifa had a Devil Fruit to cause those to obey her whim, Y/N cried out as his sensitive snake spat out heavy globs of gooey cum and Kalifa watched and closed her eyes as the cum splashed all over and she was left in a sopping wave of mess as Kalifa was panting from just receiving the cum-load sprayed over her. "It's so hot but cold at the same time," she commented with a dripping sensation building up in her pussy as she felt the slimy semen drip down her chest and end up slipping close to her pussy lips and she sensually moaned at that.

A heavy fall hit her thigh and she looked to see that even her glasses were covered in cum. And it didn't like it would be fixed anytime soon. A small vein grew in her head at what had happened. "Look what you did! You've ruined my glasses!" she complained to Y/N, who was sure that Kalifa was about to apply serious CBT in vengeance.

"M-mercy?" Y/N joked as he couldn't take her seriously when she had been defiled and decorated with a bunch of his own cum. Now, thinking about it, could anyone take someone seriously if they looked like they just had been showered with your natural milk.

Kalifa grinned as she grabbed Y/N easily with one hand, making his eyes widen and she threw him flat on the bed as she used Geppo to throw them up in the air and slam her pussy down on his cock, her head falling back as she felt all the inches pierce right into her body and stretch her out before the sudden stop amplified he pain and pleasure as Kalifa had to take a heavy breath for her mind to calculate and process what just happened.

Juices fell out from the cracks as Y/N had already pre-cummed from the smashing sex Kalifa had performed, even though she literally just took his took his cock in her pussy. Y/N felt a sudden surge of energy. 'You know what, this might be the last time anything like this happens. I might as well give it my all!' Y/N thought as he rose up from his sex coma and gripped Kalifa's thick thighs.

"Oh?"

Y/N hefted her up and brought her back down. He could feel the burn in his arms from doing it but it was worth it to him as Y/N could see Kalifa's golden locks swaying and dancing as Kalifa's tongue fell out and she was gleefully smiling up at the ceiling as Y/N's cock not only spread open her tight cavern but the fact that he was hitting her most inner sacred parts at the perfect angle to not only hit her G-spots but also to shove his massive man-meat deeper inside her.

Kalifa whimpered as she felt her insides be stirred and her pussy was also craving the devastating dick inside her as she could feel her womb walls tightly squashing Y/N's cock between their tunnels but it didn't matter because she was currently enjoying herself and the idea of this being a mission was being lost as Kalifa was able to vent out some energy and frustration from being Iceburg's secretary as her hands clamped down on his shoulders and Y/N groaned loudly in pain but Kalifa ignored it as her breasts were smacking his face and she was grinding and hammering the cock further inside her.

Pulling back, Y/N smacked Kalifa's butt and she yelped. Her cheeks went red as Y/N grinned maliciously and poured his energy into creating red imprints on her pale and smooth skin. "Stop it!" she told him but immediately moaned as Kalifa looked to see Y/N pulling back on her areola and sucking the nipples and breast intensely, his face sweating as he continued to move and make an effort to send his cock all the way and beyond.

"G-gonna cum!" Y/N groaned as after a few minutes of exhausting himself out and plunging and taking advantage of the sexual sensitive spots and they both moaned out loud as Kalifa felt an endless rush of semen invade her fertile fortress and she was sure that she'd probably end up giving birth to sextuplets but Kalifa found the idea not too bad; well, maybe now until post nut clarity hits her.

Finally, after giving up everything, Y/N passed out as Kalifa was still impaled on his meat-sword. She breathed in and smiled as she looked at him. "Such a shame that I'm going to be leaving the sword you have but it was fun while it lasted," she said as she rested herself on Y/N's chest with a smile.