A Prayer for Mercy

A Prayer for MercyMercy truly wanted to become a slut. Her chosen role model was Paris Hilton. She wanted to be able to fuck any man any time she felt like it. She wanted them to swarm around her like bees after a pot of honey, eager for her signal that she was ready for them. She knew how to act like a slut, and she sometimes did, dressing like a cheap whore and cruising the singles’ bars. She knew how to pick up guys and get them to buy her drinks. She knew how to get them to take her home before they got too drunk to get it up. She even knew how to rip their clothes off and pull them into her bed on top of her.But she had one serious problem.She had not yet been able to get anyone to fuck her. “A virgin slut?” Mercy often thought crossly to herself. “Talk about the worst of both worlds!”Mercy was actually, truly, totally a virgin. No one was more shocked and humiliated by this sad and prolonged state of affairs than Mercy herself. Whoever heard of such a thing? Everyone whining about date **** and all of that, and Mercy couldn’t get anyone to pop her cherry even when she begged for it.It’s not that Mercy was unattractive in any way. Just the opposite, actually. She was a perfect little 19-year old doll, although she sometimes was afraid that her hard dancer’s body made her look much younger. But the age thing didn’t seem to be the problem. Guys would drool all over her, feel up her firm little titties, put their hands into her hot pants and rub her clitty, but sooner or later they would try to slip a finger into her steamy little hole and the embarrassment would begin. Most guys couldn’t even get a finger in. It was that tight. Mercy would try to relax and make sounds of enjoyment, even moan “MORE, PLEASE,” but something about that incredibly tight little tunnel seemed to make them start thinking about putting their pants back on and going home. It also apparently made them lose her phone number, because none of them ever called for a second date.One man had come fairly close. Mercy was grateful for the memory of that one, at least. It gave her a little hope that some day she would find someone willing and able to thrust a hard cock into her, rupture her hymen, and fuck her properly until they both came. They had met in the usual way, at a bar, and Mercy had noticed immediately that he had long, slim fingers that were perfectly manicured. She learned that he was a professional musician, and clearly he was very dexterous. She began imagining one of his long, slender fingers sliding into her hungry pussy and she knew she had to get him into her bed as soon as possible.That turned out to be not at all difficult, and quite soon they were both naked in Mercy’s bed, kissing frantically and running their hands all over each other’s smooth, lean bodies. Mercy reached for his cock, which was hard and leaking already. She ran her hand down the length of it, and it was indeed long, perhaps somewhat frighteningly so for a virgin to contemplate. But Mercy was encouraged by the fact that it was also slender, like his beautiful fingers. Her heart raced as she began to imagine this slender cock sliding right into her.Meanwhile he had found her cunning little pussy and was petting the pouty lips. He gently massaged her mound, letting his middle finger gather some moisture from her slit, which had become extremely slippery, before pressing slightly inward, separating her inner lips and grazing her clit. Mercy flinched and squealed in spite of herself, and of course this made him think that he had hurt her, which made him pull back, which then in turn made Mercy even more frustrated. She yanked him closer to her by her grip on his cock, and rubbed the velvety head hard against her stiff clitty, moaning her pleasure into his open mouth. She rubbed the underside of his cock head against her until she came, just a little ripple but a real orgasm just the same, and enough to cause her pussy to gush out its clear, sweet lubricant.When she could catch her breath, she whispered, “I want your finger in me. Please?”To her disappointment, he pulled away from her, but not for long. He slid down her body and positioned himself between her spread legs, where he began exploring her petite snatch with his tongue. “Your finger,” she whispered again, urgently, when it appeared that he intended to concentrate only on her throbbing clitty. Obligingly, he gently inserted a fingertip into her hot opening, and began worming it into her a millimeter at a time.It hurt a little, actually. But it also felt very good, and Mercy knew it would be even better once her tiny twat was stretched enough to take it easily. Mercy’s body was wracked with hot and cold flashes as the finger invaded her virgin cunny, and time seemed to stand still. Eventually he was in up to the first knuckle, and Mercy began to squirm and moan in earnest, because it did hurt, but she definitely did not want it to stop. He kept pushing patiently, working his finger back and forth in tiny increments, penetrating a tiny bit deeper each time. Mercy distinctly felt his finger encounter her rubbery hymen, hesitate, then carefully begin to dilate it. She bucked her hips gently against the invading pressure, and felt the finger slide further into her until it was deep in her molten core. Mercy tried to get control of her breathing as she got used to the feeling of this invader in her pussy. She tried hard not to move, as she feared that it would dislodge this wonderful new visitor too soon, even though she felt rather like she was stuffed full enough to burst.With his finger gently massaging Mercy’s inner sanctum, he returned the attentions of his tongue to her clit. Mercy’s pussy immediately went into a violent spasm as she came harder than she ever had before. She felt her muscular little cunt expand and contract in waves of exquisite pleasure, and she bucked and thrashed like a wild thing until she was spent and gasping.Sadly, this tsunami expelled the lovely finger from Mercy’s pussy, leaving her apparently extra-heavy-duty hymen stubbornly intact.Mercy’s lover held her tightly as she regained her composure, and she could feel him smiling in the dark, proud of himself for making her lose control. When Mercy could once again speak coherently, she whispered, “That was SO good. Now I want you to fuck me and make me come again that way.”He rose above her, parted her legs, and positioned his rigid cock at Mercy’s tender opening. He pressed forward gently, and Mercy felt his hot cock head part her delicate inner lips. She urged him on and he pushed harder, but that mushroom head would not pop into her fully. And it hurt. This time it really did hurt. Determined to get it over with, Mercy grasped his long cock with both hands and tried to impale herself with it.Unfortunately the grasp of her soft hands on his rigid tool was more than the man could take. Groaning in humiliation, he jetted his steamy load all over Mercy’s little virgin cuntie.Mercy spent the next hour trying to get him hard enough to fuck her. She milked all the cum from his softening cock, and let him watch her savor it thoroughly before swallowing it. She sucked him, slowly, quickly, and everything in between. She rubbed his cock across her perky nipples, and molded her firm titties around it while sucking naughtily on the still-leaking head. She even switched to the sixty-nine position long enough for him to make her come again, another little one, but his cock never got more than semi-hard. In desperation, she mounted him and tried to stuff at least his cock head into her pussy, but it would not go in.Before midnight he had made some embarrassed excuses and left. He said he would call her, of course.Three months later she was still waiting for that call.Mercy had tried every approach she could think of. At first, she didn’t tell her prospective lovers that she was a virgin. Of course they quickly found out that her pussy was too tight to accept even the average finger, and were annoyed with her for not telling them ahead of time. Usually they stayed long enough for a quick blow job, but then it was “Thanks baby, I’ll call you sometime.” And they were gone. Then she tried honesty up front. That REALLY didn’t work. One guy told her, “I’d love to, you know, but if you’re really Escort bayan a virgin it wouldn’t be good for either of us…” Another suggested that she find someone with a “teeny weenie” to “break her in.” Still another suggested that she practice with a dildo, and “quit telling guys that you’re a virgin. It’s a real downer.”So Mercy decided to give the dildo a try. She went a little overboard and ordered six different ones from an on-line store. She got the smallest ones they had, but they still looked huge in her delicate hands and, try as she might, she could not get any of them into her pussy. None of them felt at all realistic, for one thing. And none of them had a horny, sweaty man attached to it, filled with his lusty need to pump his hot spunk deep into her grasping snatch. And wasn’t that the point of the whole exercise?Mercy didn’t have many girlfriends, and not any with whom she felt comfortable enough to discuss the size of her pussy. Then one evening, late, she found herself undressing in the gym locker room next to her friend Connie. Connie wasn’t making any effort to conceal her body as she stripped down, and Mercy couldn’t help noticing that the crotch of Connie’s panties was soaked and that her thighs were slick with milky fluid nearly to her knees. Connie noticed Mercy’s point of attention and giggled guiltily. “This guy fucked me in the laundry room this morning when I was on my way to work,” she explained, blushing prettily. “And his, uh, stuff, is still draining out of my pussy. What a load he must have shot into me!”Mercy gaped, now staring openly at Connie’s cum-soaked crotch. She could see little globs of cum caught in the curly pubic hairs, and imagined that she could smell the slight odor of bleach and feminine musk combined. “Oh, yeah, I know how it is,” Mercy murmured. But Mercy did not “know how it is.” She didn’t know at all, and that thought made her burst into tears.”Oh, what’s wrong, honey?” asked Connie, concerned with Mercy’s unexpected outburst. Connie reached out to touch Mercy’s hand, forgetting momentarily that they were both nearly naked in the otherwise deserted locker room.”I wouldn’t know “how it is” because I’ve never had a man’s cum in my pussy,” Mercy sobbed. “I want to know, but…””Oh, sweetie, you’re just being responsible,” Connie comforted her. “I guess you always ALWAYS make them use a rubber, which is what you should do. It’s what I should do too, I know. But I’m such a slut I just can’t resist it, sometimes. I should think with my head instead of my cunt, really I should.””NOOOOoooooo….” Mercy howled. “I’ve never…with a rubber…or without….”Connie gathered her into her arms comfortingly. “There, there, now…you mean, you’ve never…uh, never been fucked at all?” Mercy nodded against Connie’s shoulder, still shuddering with sobs. “Maybe you really prefer girls?” Mercy shook her head vehemently. “I love guys! I love to suck their big cocks, and I always let them come in my mouth if they want to. And I so want them to fuck me, but they won’t….” Her sobs intensified, and Connie rocked her in her arms.”Maybe you should try eating pussy, just to make sure,” Connie suggested hopefully. And before Mercy knew exactly what had happened she found herself with her head buried between Connie’s slick thighs as Connie reclined on the cold locker room bench. Mercy really did not want to lick Connie’s sweaty pussy, but Connie had been so nice, and she was right there already….Gingerly Mercy extended her tongue and traced it along Connie’s drooling slit. The mixture of male and female cum was delicious, and Mercy began to lap at it like a kitten with a saucer of cream. Connie sighed and spread her legs further, allowing a fresh wad of cum to leak out of her cunt. Mercy lapped it up eagerly and pushed her tongue into Connie’s slippery hole as far as she could. She then substituted a finger, pushing it easily into Connie’s hot tunnel as she suckled gently on her clit. Before Connie came explosively, smearing Mercy’s pretty face with second-hand spunk, Mercy had thoroughly explored Connie’s pussy with two fingers and was considering trying to work in a third as well.”It doesn’t get any better than that,” Connie gasped, giggling. “Now lie back and let me do you.”It didn’t take Connie long to discover Mercy’s problem. “Honey, you have a miniature pussy,” Connie told her as she gently worked a slender finger into Mercy’s hole. “You’re going to have to either find a guy with a miniature dick or get some kind of surgery to open this thing up.””Surgery!” Mercy squeaked, sitting up in surprise and dislodging Connie’s probing finger. “I don’t want some guy with a knife to…””Oh, it’s no big deal,” Connie told her. “In the old days the little rich bitches used to get a doctor to pop their cherries surgically so they didn’t have to deal with a bloody mess on their wedding nights.” Connie glanced at her watch and hurriedly began to dress. “Sorry, but I’m late for a dinner date, gotta run, maybe we can get together sometime…?” And she was out the door before Mercy got her thoughts together enough to realize that, once again, she had been dumped because of her tiny pussy. Back in her apartment, Mercy began despondently surfing the web, looking for some kind of “virgin surgeon.” She really didn’t know where to start, and had no luck until she stumbled on a web site labeled “Hymen Busters Inc.” Her hopes rose as she read the brief listing, which appeared to offer a service called “termination of virginity” and suggested that she present herself for examination and assessment at an office downtown. With shaking hand she copied the address carefully onto a slip of paper. She would check this out. Absolutely. It was time to take positive steps.The very next morning Mercy was standing in front of the listed address, which turned out to be a small, shabby office building in a rather dilapidated section of town. Mustering her courage, she entered the lobby and took the elevator to the third floor. Room 312…there it was. With pounding heart, Mercy pulled the unmarked door open. A lone receptionist sat behind a battered desk in a grimy waiting room. She had a telephone clamped between her shoulder and head and was filing her fingernails as she talked.”Sign these,” she whispered around the phone. “He’ll be right with you.”Mercy took the stack of papers and signed her name in several places without really reading them. One paper said “Release and Waiver” and appeared to be some legal thing. She assumed that it was a standard medical release form, and was grateful that she hadn’t had to explain her embarrassing situation to the clearly unconcerned receptionist.As Mercy handed the paperwork back to the still talking receptionist, a man in a white lab coat entered through a back door and smiled at her. “Come with me and we’ll get started,” he told her. “Change into this hospital gown while we get the range.””Get the range?” Mercy wondered as she undressed. “What on earth…” But the man, (doctor?) was now talking into a cell phone and was paying no attention to her.His conversation finished, the Doctor told Mercy to lie down on the exam table and put her feet in the stirrups. He knelt between her spread legs and peered at her furry pussy. “Sweet!” he breathed. This seemed a bit unprofessional to Mercy, but she was too nervous to complain. The Doctor gently spread the folds of Mercy’s pussy, and examined her tiny entrance hole.”Did she check your ID?” he asked sternly.Mercy shook her head miserably. Was she going to be rejected again?”That lazy bitch!” the doctor muttered. “You got ID then? With you?””Yes,” Mercy stammered. “My license is in my purse there.”The man rose to his feet and rummaged in Mercy’s purse. Finding her driver’s license he examined it carefully. “You’re really 19?” he grumbled. “Coulda fooled me. But the license looks legal. Make sure that stupid whore gets a photocopy before you leave, OK?”The Doctor took a shiny instrument from a wall cabinet and returned to his kneeling position between Mercy’s thighs. “We’ll just get a close-up shot here, then,” he remarked as he patted Mercy’s pussy. “We want a good tight shot when it’s this pretty, don’t we?” Mercy, already uneasy about this Bayan escort whole peculiar affair, nearly panicked.”You mean you’re taking pictures?” she squeaked. “Is that, uh, usual?””Just for your medical records,” the Doctor smirked. “Federal regulations, you know.”Before Mercy could object further, he again spread her pussy lips with one hand and gently pushed the cold metal instrument against Mercy’s entrance. She shivered as it slid into her. When he had it in place he fiddled with a knob that seemed to expand the device, opening Mercy’s tight pussy a little more with each turn. She tried to look down between her breasts to see what he was doing, but could see nothing.”Oh ho, you want to see too, don’t you?” The Doctor chuckled. “Well you’re in luck, because we have the technology.” He reached up and pulled down a video screen so that Mercy could see it. There on the screen before Mercy’s eyes was the image of her own little cunny, with a metal thing sticking out of it. Somehow the Doctor zoomed in even closer, and she could see how she was being opened up. The Doctor adjusted the knob even more, and Mercy began to feel an uncomfortably cold draft invading her body.”And there’s that sweet little maidenhead, all intact,” the Doctor breathed as the picture zoomed in to focus on her hymen. He gently prodded it with his forefinger and Mercy flinched at his touch. When he touched her there it was almost like an electric shock. “Now we’ll just open you up a little more, OK? Not too much. We don’t want to break that thing now, do we?”Mercy was completely bewildered. “I came here to get it broken!” she exclaimed.”Of course you did, dear, but not just yet, OK? First we’re going to stretch you out just a little more. Relax now…that’s right. Good. See, I can put my finger right in there now. But you want to be able to take more than a finger, don’t you. Of course you do.”After tweaking the knob a few more turns, the Doctor rose to his feet again, and, to Mercy’s horror, dropped his white pants to reveal a very hard, thick cock. “We’ll just check the size now,” he murmured soothingly as he guided himself toward her expanded hole.The door from the waiting area burst open and the receptionist leaned in. She had an excellent view of Mercy’s exposed pussy but didn’t waste a second glance. “I think there’s been a mistake,” she whined.The Doctor turned to face her, still holding his rigid cock in one hand. “Dammit, Julie, how many times have I told you not to come in here when the red light is on? Now get the hell out.”Julie rolled her eyes theatrically. “I’m trying to tell you, that actress you scheduled for this morning just got here. She was late, and I just thought this other one was her, but obviously she’s not, and anyway, I don’t recall the script calling for you to fuck her.”The Doctor ground his teeth in frustration. “I’ll have to try to work that other bitch in later. I’ve already got 15 minutes of really good footage on this one and I’m going to continue with her. SO GET OUT!”As the Doctor turned back toward her, Mercy noticed that his cock had begun to wilt. Just her luck. He shook it once or twice, cursing, and tucked it back into his pants. “Alright, cut then. We’ll have to go with what we got, and if someone doesn’t remind me to fire that stupid bitch TODAY I’m going to fire all of you!”Mercy was too confused to think. Who was he talking to? There was no one else in the room that she could see. Then the Doctor was talking again, apparently to her.”We’ll shoot the dance sequences next. Just a few short ones to set the mood. So pick a nice demure prom dress out of that closet. Then we’ll go right into the motel scene.” Gently he removed his instrument from her pussy. He left the room and Mercy could hear muffled shouting as he apparently berated the hapless receptionist. Mercy sorted through the dresses in the closet and chose a pure white ball gown which displayed her small breasts to perfection. She was brushing her hair when he came back.”Perfect!” he whistled. “You are absolutely perfect. Now just go through that other door and we’ll do a little ballroom stuff.”Inside the next room, which was dimly lit and decorated with rather tatty crepe-paper streamers, Mercy met a handsome young man in a tuxedo. He took her into his arms and guided her through a few slow dance steps, then bent her backwards and kissed her deeply. Mercy wondered if she was trapped in some weird dream. A voice from a hidden intercom instructed them to proceed to the “motel sound stage” and they exited, hand in hand, through still another door and found themselves in what appeared to be a cheap motel room, furnished with a saggy bed and not much else.”I know it’s not very nice, but it’s all I could afford,” the young man murmured as he took Mercy in his arms once again. “Someday I’ll take you to the best hotels in town. But for now, if we can be alone together, that’s all that counts, right?” Mercy leaned back to look into his face. “What the hell are you talking about?” she whispered.”Cut, cut CUT!” demanded a voice from another unseen intercom speaker. “Did you even read the script? Dammit. We’re trying to make a movie here, people, and time is money. Now listen up. The picture is “Prom Night Cherry Poppers.” Sound familiar at all? And the story is about these hot girls and hunky guys who get themselves laid on prom night, okay? They’re all virgins so they kind of fumble around, say cute things, and then fuck like minks. We want close-up shots of first penetration, the cherry pop, little virgin blood, then a good solid money shot. Now get each other undressed and let’s see some fucking!””It has to be a dream,” Mercy thought. “I’ve somehow become Alice in Wonderland.”Mercy’s “date” began kissing her again and gently massaging her breasts through the ball gown. He slipped the lacy strap of the gown down over Mercy’s shoulder to expose her pert breast, fondled it briefly, and sucked the nipple into his mouth. Mercy moaned and arched her back, forcing her pelvis against him. She felt his hard meat straining against his pants, and abandoned her misgivings to revel in the moment. Could she truly be about to get really and truly fucked?He steered her clumsily back toward the bed, still kissing her hungrily until the edge of the bed hit the back of her knees and she fell backwards onto the mattress with him on top of her. They caressed each other briefly and began unbuttoning each other’s clothes. He pulled her dress off entirely and flung it aside, then finished undressing himself until he was naked. He knelt and reverently lowered Mercy’s damp panties to expose her sweet cunny. “Oh, Mary,” he breathed. “You’re so beautiful. I just want to hold you.””I hope you want to do more than that,” Mercy said saucily. She was really starting to get into this movie mood. “What’s your name supposed to be?” she whispered softly, hoping that the recording equipment did not pick this up.”His name is Dave, dammit!” announced the intercom. “And now I’m going to have to cut that and splice it. So get on with it, and try not to say anything stupid, OK?”Stung with this rebuke, Mercy pressed herself against “Dave” and felt his hard tool against her belly. She glanced down and gasped. It was huge!”I never guessed your cock was so big, Dave,” Mercy moaned.Dave chuckled. “You should have,” he said. “You’ve felt it pressed up against you often enough.””Seeing really is believing,” Mercy giggled as she moved to inspect more closely the throbbing meat stick she held in her hand. It was truly a remarkable specimen, nearly as thick as Mercy’s slender wrist and easily eight inches long above his hefty balls, sure to be bursting with hot lava. The head was an angry-looking purple color, and she noticed a generous dollop of pre-cum already forming at its tip. “May I kiss it?” she asked timidly.”If you’re good, I’ll allow it,” Dave snickered as he rolled onto his back to allow her access to his raging boner.Mercy knelt over him, wiggling her cute ass for the camera as she took his swollen cock head into her mouth. Oh God, it was huge. She could imagine how obscene her lips must look stretched around this monstrous thing. Mercy did her best, but there was no way she could swallow more than Escort half of it. She slurped and slobbered all over it, jacking it with one hand, then both as Dave moaned beneath her. When she sensed that his cum was beginning to boil in his massive balls Mercy slid up his muscular body to position herself over his cock. Taking a deep breath she prepared to impale herself.Expertly, Dave grabbed Mercy before she could force herself down onto his rod and rolled her over so that he was above her. Moaning in frustration, she tried to get him to thrust into her in that position, but he had other ideas. Against her muffled protests, he settled his face between her thighs and began nuzzling her sweet pussy. After he had licked and caressed her thoroughly, he drew back to allow a close-up shot of her tiny twat. A spot-light on the ceiling intensified as he parted her pussy lips to reveal her entrance. Apparently it was still somewhat dilated, because his finger entered quite easily, at least until it encountered her troublesome hymen.Mercy stifled a shriek with her hand as a bolt of sensation enveloped her slender body. Not quite pain, but not quite pleasure either, she reveled in the feeling and resisted her impulse to retreat from it.”Let’s do it, Mary,” Dave rasped. “I need to be inside you. I can’t stand it any more.””We can’t, Dave!” Mercy moaned as she pulled him up against her until his bulbous cock head was perfectly aligned with her eager pussy. “We promised my Dad we wouldn’t…””He doesn’t have to know, honey,” Dave told her. “I just love you so much, baby. It’s not wrong if we love each other, is it?”The intercom interrupted. “I’m not getting a good shot here,” it said. “There’s not enough space down there. You’re going to have to do her doggy-style.”Dave helped Mercy get onto her knees and held her in position as he once again aligned his big cock with her cunt. “Just put it in a little, honey,” Mercy murmured. “And please be gentle.””Just the head,” Dave promised. “It won’t hurt at all.”Mercy felt the hot, spongy cock head ease its way between her inner lips, stretching her tender hole first gently, then more insistently, and finally quite painfully as its rosy crown popped past the constricted entrance and came to rest against her elastic hymen. One little push and Mercy would be de-virginized forever!”Are you OK?” Dave asked tenderly. “Do you want to stop?””NO!” Mercy wailed. “I want more!”Obligingly, Dave thrust more firmly and Mercy felt her maidenhead stretch, absorbing the battering but dilating further with each thrust until at last his fat cock head popped through her hymen, tearing it to shreds. Mercy could not stifle her scream this time as the searing pain ravaged her body, but even as it quickly ebbed her desire for more became overwhelming.”Oh, you’re fucking me, Dave!” she squealed. “I want more, I want all of your big cock inside me!”Dave began to withdraw. “Noooooo…” Mercy cried. “Don’t stop now, honey! It doesn’t hurt any more…” But even as she begged for more hard cock, Mercy knew that Dave was showing off his gory, blood-streaked fuck-stick to the camera. He pulled back until just the tip of him held her lips apart, no doubt to display her ravaged hole, and then thrust firmly back into her. Only this time he had no intention of stopping until he had everything but his balls buried in her newly opened sheath.Mercy felt each exquisite sensation as the firm cock head sc****d past the tattered remnants of her hymen and began to expand new territory. Time and space began to merge and diverge in her mind, all conscious thought fled, and, as if from a distance she heard a girl moaning and crying and begging to be fucked. In a lucid flash she realized that the girl was her, and she bit down on her own knuckles to make sure she did not lapse into u*********sness. It seemed to take hours of relentless pressure, laced with pain, before she finally felt his prickly pubic hair against her ass and knew for sure that he had truly fucked his cock into her all the way to the hilt.At that point Mercy thought she had been thoroughly fucked, but she was only beginning to find out what fucking was really all about. Dave withdrew about two inches of his massive rod, with some difficulty due to the incredible tightness of her, and pushed back into her forcefully, his balls slapping against her clit. On the next thrust he gave her three inches, and then four, until finally he was long-dicking her vigorously, her overflowing juices squishing obscenely as his cock abused her tight pussy. Mercy took the pounding passively. She wanted to move her ass for him, she wanted it to be nice for him, but she seemed to be paralyzed from the waist down. Dave was supporting all her weight with one arm around her waist as he continued to fuck her hard and fast. Her head whirling with unfamiliar sensations, Mercy suddenly recognized a sensation with which she was indeed familiar. She was about to come, and she was going to come hard. “I’m gonna come, honey,” she croaked. “You’re making me come, fucking me like that with your big cock in my pussy.””Cut!” shouted the intercom. “That’s enough doggy-style. Let’s do a few minutes with her on top, get some good shots of her ass and tits. Then we’ll finish up with the old missionary position.”Sobbing with frustration, Mercy got into position above Dave’s sopping cock and settled back onto it. It hardly hurt at all as it sank into her to the hilt, and as she rotated her hips her feeling of impending orgasm returned in earnest. “I’m gonna come for you baby,” she moaned. It hit her with the force of a volcanic eruption. Mercy sat bolt upright, taking even more of his massive cock into her as her cunt expanded briefly and then clamped down on him like a Chinese finger-trap.Mercy must have lost consciousness momentarily, because the next event she was aware of was Dave repositioning her tenderly on her back so that he could continue to fuck her. “I came,” Mercy murmured.”I noticed,” Dave smiled. “I heard it and I felt it, and after awhile I’m going to taste it. But first I think you need some more cock.” And, pulling her legs up around his waist, he proceeded to give her exactly that.Dave fucked her steadily, for what seemed like a long time, and Mercy was starting to get the feeling that she was about to come again. She wanted to, of course, but she wasn’t sure if she could take it in her weakened state, and she certainly wanted to be conscious when another of her dreams came true: the long cherished dream of a hard cock spurting its hot load deep into her pussy.”Oh, Mary, I think I’m coming,” Dave blurted. “I can’t hold it back any more, Mary. Do you want me to come?””Yes, Dave, I want you to come! I want you to come inside me! I want all your hot spunk in my pussy!””NO, DAMMIT!” the intercom blared. “You’re supposed to be afraid of getting knocked up, and you make him pull out and come all over you! I want to see her soaked with cum. One good shot on the belly, a squirt on the tits, and then a messy facial. DO NOT COME IN HER –“But, alas, this instruction came a moment too late. Or perhaps Dave came a moment too soon. Dave was known as a master of control, but Mercy’s plea for his hot spunk was too much for him, and his sticky load burst out of him, filling Mercy’s narrow channel completely with the first shot. Mercy shrieked her delight as he drew back and thrust deep into her again, expelling his first blast of jism back onto his own quivering balls even as his second shot spurted into her. Mercy counted each spasm of his thick cock as he emptied himself into her.When at last he was calm, Mercy kissed him tenderly. “You came in my pussy, ” she whispered.”I didn’t mean to, honey,” Dave murmured feebly. “I tried to pull out; I really did.””I know, baby,” Mercy crooned. “Don’t worry about it. And maybe you can get it right next time, hmmm? But for right now, I’m laying in a big puddle of cum, so maybe you could help me clean up a little?””I couldn’t possibly get up right now,” Dave mumbled.”Oh, you don’t need to get up out of bed,” Mercy said thoughtfully as she rolled him onto his back. “I’ll be happy to help you.” And help she did, as she straddled his head and let his freshly deposited load of spunk drizzle out of her newly reamed pussy and directly into his open mouth.As Dave lapped at her ravaged slit, Mercy looked back over her shoulder. “Did you catch that, Intercom? Was that hot enough for you?”The only response was a rapid and repeated slapping sound. Intercom was apparently beating his own meat.