Message-ID: <27996asstr$977569805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@dejanews.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: venus_diablo@my-deja.com X-Original-Message-ID: <91uh2g$bpu$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Fri Dec 22 03:16:35 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Story (mf, bond) - Mercy II Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2000 06:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/27996> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Mercy II Mercy pushed forwards, easing the tip of the thick strap-on into Sean's tight anus. She smiled as the thick black rubber entered him, pullin ghis head back further so that she could see the look on his face as she fucked him. She felt his cock twitch in her hand as he was penetrated and gripped it harder, her nails digging into his hot flesh. As she began to ease her hand up and down his erection, she pushed forwards, the dildo sliding deeper and deeper into his virgin hole. His grunts and moans were muffled by the ball-gag stuffed into his mouth, a bright blue plastic ball wedged between his teeth, held in place by thick leather straps buckled around his head. Mercy smiled as she saw tears begin to run down his cheeks, and pushed forwards, driving the strap-on deeper. ***** In the club, she'd led him to a darkened corner table and pushed him down into a chair in the shadows. She turned and adjusted her skirt, and Sean saw the slit move from the side of her leg to her back, exposing a slim slice of her calves and thighs, wrapped in black fishnet stockings, and the top of her thighs and the center of her pale buttocks, bare and smooth. 'She's not wearing any panties,' he thought, 'Fuck, she's not weari-' His train of thought was derailed when she sat down on his lap, her exposed ass pressing against his stiff cock. Mercy moaned a little as she squirmed, slowly and deliberately, on his erection. She raised her body a little, reaching down with a pale hand and quickly unbuttoning his fly. Sean sat, frozen, as she opened his jeans and grabbed his cock with her cool hand, pulling it out, her nails scraping gently at his hot meat. "Wait... What if-" he began, but she clamped her other hand over his mouth, silencing him. "They'll only know if you tell them. I won't. Shut up and relax, stud..." With that, she lowered herself expertly onto his erection, her moist pussy lips parting and letting his cock slide easily deep inside her. Mercy's pussy was haot and wet, and when she settled into his lap again, he felt some of her pussy juices drip onto his balls as she clenched her muscles, tightening her pussy's grip on his cock. "Nice and easy..." she murmured, wriggling gently on his lap, her pussy clenching and relaxing around his cock. "Nice and slow..." as she slid up his shaft a couple of inches, her pussy loose, before clenching her muscles and sliding her tight pussy back down him again. Sean started pushing himself up off the seat, shoving his cock deeper into her eager pussy as she squirmed her hips and clenched her muscles. "Fuck..." he whispered as he pushed his cock into her willing body, "Oh, fuck..." "Made a friend already, huh?" Dan's voice shocked Sean back to his urroundings. Dan stood in front of him, a blonde in a tiny skirt and tight white vest on his arm. Mercy clenched her pussy on his aching cock as he stretched an arm around her narrow waist in a loose hug. "Uh... Yeah... How about you?" Dan squeezed the blonde and smiled. "Doing fine, man. We're out of here - had enough of the freaks, you know. No offense." The last comment was addressed to Mercy, staring coldly at the couple standing in front of them. "Uh... Right - I'll see you tomorrow, okay Dan?" Dan looked at him curiously, and shrugged. "Sure. Tomorrow." Mercy began sliding herself up and down his cock as Dan turned and left, her pussy clenching tighter than before. Sean moaned and pushed back, meeting her on the downstroke, juices dribbling from her sodden pussy down his cock. "I'll wear that little blonde bitch like a glove - right up to the elbow," Mercy whispered as she pumped up and down on his cock. "Just wait and see..." Sean could see the image in his mind - Mercy would shove her fist as far up the blonde's pussy as she could, and she would probably laugh as she did it. His cock jerked suddenly, and he felt his hot cum shooting into Mercy's wet cunt as he came for the first time that night, before they'd even left the club. 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