Chapter 12
"That does it, Jack," Letitia scowled. "We've no more got this little cunt dominated than we've got Minnie Mouse."
"Well, I -- "
Letitia came up to him and mashed her huge breasts against him. "I'm not mad at you anymore, Jack, and I'm not trying to be a bitch. But we've got to be practical."
Jack motioned her to be quiet and took her over to where they were out of earshot for Mercy. "What do you suggest?" he asked her.
"What I suggest is that we make her suck you off. There's nothing like a mouth full of cum to turn a girl around. Am I right?"
Jack snapped his fingers. "Christ, I'd forgotten about that! I must be losing my touch."
"Old age, grandpa." Letty ran her fingers up between his legs and diddled indolently at his asshole. "Come on, let's give sleeping beauty the good news."
There was no mistaking the fearful look in Mercy's eyes as they approached their twenty-two-year-old blonde captive. She knew something was up all right. Tears had started to form in the corners of her eyes. Her enormous tits heaved with emotion, her big cherry nipples standing up a mile.
Mercy had suspected all along that some new and even more disgusting activity was going to be forced upon her, but she knew so little about sex that there was absolutely no way that she could guess what it. would be.
It was Letitia who came up behind her more quickly than she could have imagined, grabbing her long blonde hair and twisting it so that she had complete control of Mercy's head and the blonde nurse cried out in pain.
"Ow! Oh, you're hurting me!" she whimpered, tears welling up in her pretty blue eyes.
"This is nothing compared with what we'll do to you if you don't behave, you little bitch. Come on, Jack."
Jack's hard-on had come up really huge, and now he approached the bed with some trepidation. Could Mercy's dainty little mouth really take all of that?
After all, he didn't want to choke her to death. They'd come this far already with good results.
Hopefully, maybe her throat was better equipped and larger then it looked. The main thing was that a girl retracted her teeth when she sucked, so that her mouth became more like a cunt. After that the size and sword-swallowing capability became important.
Some girls were dainty and yet had that capability. Others had lips like gorillas, but only tiny throats. With a cock the size of Jack's, the depth and straightness of a girl's throat was absolutely crucial.
With Letitia having a deathlike grip on her hair, and her head completely under control, Mercy was turned so that she faced the side of the bed as Jack approached, his huge dong pointing straight at her.
"What ... what are you going to do?" she said tearfully, her face running with drops.
"We're not asking for much, Mercy. It's just that -- well, Letty here thinks that in order for you to prove your devotion to us -- that is, if you are devoted now-you have only to kiss the tip of my dick ..."
"What?!"
"I mean, my penis. It's a simple thing, really -- "
"NEVER!"
"Oh, Christ."
Jack looked at Letitia. Never was a long time where these two came from, and they had no intention whatever of letting Mercy make her own decision in the matter. Never, maybe. Now or never, definitely.
Mercy began flailing the air with her free arm as Jack's cock approached her face. She could only defend herself with one hand, because she was on all fours on the bed and needed the other hand to support herself, her huge tits swinging down onto the bedsheet.
Unfortunately for her, this didn't do much good. Both Jack and Letitia did their part on wrestling her down flat onto her stomach and twisting her arms in back of her into her long golden hair.
"Go on, kiss it," Jack urged her, not so nice anymore because he was so insulted by her gross behavior. Not kiss it, indeed? Who the fuck did she think she was! Hundreds of better girls than she had kisses it and loved it to death. Who the fuck did she think she was, anyway!
But whoever she was, she certainly knew how to struggle. She was fighting harder in defense of her lips than she had in defense of her cunt, Jack thought rightly.
"Come on, kiss it. It's not that hard. Or rather it is that hard -- but anyway one little kiss won't hurt you. See the pretty purple cockhead? It's just like kissing a piece of rubber ball. Won't hurt you in the slightest. And certainly won't send you to perdition. So kiss it, you dumb bitch, you!"
"Never!"
"Oh, Christ," Jack sighed, almost worn out from so much arguing.
"Hit her in the mouth, Jack. Go on. I'm holding her, honeypie."
"Christ, I don't want to spend the rest of my life beating her up, Letty. I'm starting to get a little tired of this. You know, I'm not a young guy."
"Cut out the bullshit, Jack. You're as young as you feel this big-titted broad. Let her have a good crack on the side of the head. That'll bring her around. Mark my words, Jack. I'm never wrong."
Tears were now streaming down the helpless girl's pretty face, spoiling her makeup. She was squashed flat on her stomach, her big tits oozing out on both sides of her chest. The room seemed to swim around in her brain. Her arms hurt terribly the way they had twisted them around in back of her.
"Come on," Jack commanded sharply. "Kiss it or I break your fuckin' arm." He was starting to lose his patience by a wide margin.
"I won't!"
"You will!" He twisted harder and so did Letitia.
"Ow!"
"You will!"
"Oh! I won't!"
Mercy began to feel dizzy. Besides the painful twisting on her delicate white arms, her position was decidedly uncomfortable, and conducive to an overload of blood rushing to the head. Her forehead was pounding with the beginnings of a migraine.
Should she give in? Mr. Armstrong's penis was so near ... she could smell it, a scent not unlike freshly baked bread that wasn't bad at all.
More to the point, what did she have to lose? They had already raped her of her virginity. Was this so much worse on the ultimate scale of immorality, a scale she had already decided she may have seriously misjudged?
But what if he actually shot his juice into her mouth? Wouldn't she throw up?
"Ow!"
In any case the pain in her arms was now becoming by far too great. She wouldn't be able to stand it for a single instant longer.
Saying a silent prayer for forgiveness, she pursed her lips forward and gave his penis the tiniest of kisses with both of her eyes tightly closed against the contamination of actually having to watch herself do this.
"What!" Jack cried indignantly at this display. "You call that a kiss? I said kiss it, not peck at it like a goddamned bird looking for seed at five o'clock in the morning. My prick is not the fucking early worm. Now, kiss it, goddamn it!"
Jack was starting to get angry again. He could feel his former nasty self returning. He wasn't about to be insulted, not considering all the hundreds of women and girls who had been crazy about his gorgeous cock.
Mercy felt the bile rise in her throat. The pain in her arms was considerable and increasing. By now she was in no mental condition to hesitate for even a second ... loosening her lips slightly in order to make them less tightly wrinkled and softer, she did as she was ordered ...
And was surprised to find that kissing Jack's knob was nowhere near as unpleasant as she had expected!
Her soft pink lips rested softly against the purplish, straining heads of his prick as she contemplated this new information that was being fed into her nervous system.
Indeed, very far from being unpleasant, the softness of the skin on the top of Jack's penis was very tasty indeed. She couldn't help but wonder how it would taste to kiss it all over ...
"Hey, that's more like it," Jack laughed to Letitia. "What do you think, sweetie?"
"I think she's got the makings of a great little cocksucker, Jack. But she'd better not try to steal you away or I'll scratch her fucking eyes out."
"Christ, you talk more nonsense ... hey!"
Mercy, even to her own surprise, had begun nibbling slightly at Jack's cockhead, drawn in largely by the hypnotic effect of his male aroma.
It was like being drawn into a spider's web, or hypnotized by a swaying cobra. All at once Mercy knew what it was about male sex that drove women crazy.
It had nothing to do with getting fucked, or being in love, or any of that garbage. The main thing, out of all of it, was the male penis, the taste of which was the equivalent of two hundred cc's of truth serum being shot right into the blood veins.
In that moment of truth, when a woman's lips were on the male sexual member, it was obvious that the puritan ethic could only run a poor second to its powerful taste and aroma.
Mercy savored it. Of course there was nothing even remotely similar to it lying around scattered in her memory banks. The taste of the male penis was unlike anything whatever she had ever known before.
It was not quite like bread, perhaps partly like coconut, but whatever it was it was individual and compelling.
If they could bottle it, she thought involuntarily, Walgreen's could make a million ...
By now she was licking at it like a dog, the rough specks on her tongue lapping at it underside and topside. The fiercely painful hold in her long blonde hair had relaxed, and she felt her arms released awkwardly. They still felt as if they were imprisoned, but somehow it didn't seem to matter as much as before.
As the pain subsided, she felt sensation creeping back into her arms in tingling waves. But she had lost track of all that now.
Her sultry pink lips, with the pouting lower jut, had enfolded the knob of Jack's prick and she could feel his fingers going into her hair.
At this point there was no way she could comprehend the fierce self-control that Jack was exercising, as there was nothing he would have liked better than to ram his cock all the way down her throat until she gagged.
But at the same time he was enjoying himself so much, now that Mercy seemed to be getting the hang of it, that he didn't want to break her rhythm.
"Do you see that, mama," she could hear Jack's voice above her. "She's finally starting to get the hang of it."
"I said she would, Jack."
"Let her arms go. I think we've got her now." "Yeah."
Almost immediately after her long tanned arms were released Mercy wrapped them around Jack's buttocks and made a mindless little cry of happiness and surrender as she let his prick slide past her teeth and into the overheated cavern of her mouth.
"Christ, lookit that!"
Letitia smiled unpleasantly and dropped back into a chair. The young blonde might be some competition, but that would have to be settled some time in the future. In the meantime, she was going to enjoy herself.
She stuffed two fingers into her cunt and began jagging off as she watched the blonde nurse suck on Jack's marvelously bloated dick.
Mercy was now too far gone to ever recover her former composure. Control had been thrown to the four winds. As Jack's enormous cock entered her mouth, she seemed to see stars. Her tongue ran all around the powerful bloated stem, feeling the veins bulge and throb against her taste buds. The taste of his cockskin was at once delicious and indescribable. As she buried her nose in the fragrant scent of his fluffy pubic hair, she sensed that her own cunt was squirting juice all over the bedspread. His cock bumped the top of her throat savagely, and she gasped with surprise and. delight.
"That's it, baby ..." Jack whispered, his fingers in her long blonde hair, his hips working his rod in and out of her earnestly sucking mouth. His head was thrown back and his eyes partly shut. Only partly because he was delighted in watching her pinkish lips stretch along the throbbing length of his penis, her long blonde hair following up close behind. She had the most beautiful hair in the world, and he had never fucked such a beautiful face as hers in his life.
He loved to hold both hands on either side of her cheeks, feeling her sucking through her cheeks, watching her mouth move, watching his dick slip in and out of that hotly sucking cavern of oral lust.
"Oh, baby," he whispered, stroking her delicious yellow hair, "you're the most beautiful cocksucker in the whole fucking world. The way you swirl that tongue around my dick drives me out of my fucking mind. Do you know that?"
"Mmmmmrph," Mercy replied, her nose buried deep in his brown curly bush before her mouth made the joyous upward ascent once more.
Now all thought of puritanism had been permanently banished from her mind. She wanted to wallow in filth forever, sucking off her dominator's penis until the cows came home, or until the earth became a frozen ice ball one more time in all the millenniums. She loved his odor, and his taste, and everything about his wonderful maleness.
Now Jack's penis had begun spewing forth a little pre-coital fluid. Mercy found that the taste of this stuff was singularly wonderful.
Was this what she had been missing all these years? If this was cocksucking -- as Letitia and Jack put it -- it was even more wonderful than straight fucking.
What ever could possibly top it?
"Lookit that, Letty ... ooooh Jesus, can this cunt suck on cock. Christ, she's a fucking natural ... ooooh God ... she's good ... ooh ... oh... I think ..."
Jack could feel the sperm boiling in his nuts. His dick was like a trail of gunpowder waiting to explode in Nurse Mercy's beautiful blonde head.
Mercy sensed it too. Instinctively she reached underneath and stroked his balls, poking at his puckered little asshole with one of her lengthy red fingernails.
She couldn't believe what a heaven she was in. Nothing in her entire previous life had ever prepared her for this. It was altogether too wonderful and delicious.
She'd been beautifully fucked, it was true, once by grandpa and twice by Mr. Armstrong, . but sucking on Jack's prick was even more wonderful than that.
She wanted to swoon, to groan, to moan, to give herself completely over to the business of love and sex. The sticky clear fluid seeping down her throat was an aphrodisiac that set her cunt to boiling. If only she had somebody to lick at her cunt while she was sucking on this wonderful-tasting penis .. .
And then she felt it ... someone's nose ...
"Mmmmmrppphhh ... slurp . . lllleeelllleeleh ..."
She could feel Letitia's tongue burying itself deep in her snatch from behind, poking at her like a penis, and she tried to spread her legs in order to provide better entry.
Seventh heaven! Het vagina was being eaten by the older woman as she sucked on Jack's cock, with all of that murky fluid spilling across her taste buds and down her hotly swallowing throat ...
"Come on, baby," Jack said through gritted teeth, holding her blonde hair tightly. "Letty's eating your cunt ... suck me off ... oh Christ ... I'm going to blow off right in your mouth ... that beautiful ... can you take it all ... ?"
"Mmmmmmrppphhh ... slurrrp ..."
Jack's handsome head strained back. The walls and ceiling of the oversized bedroom swam above him. He could see in a mirror the reflection of a far window, and through that the lawn and swimming pool beyond.
But most of all, he longed to shoot off his load down her throat.
The veins in his neck stood out sharply, pulsing with blood. Every muscle in his body tensed. The sound of her mouth and tongue slurping at his dick drove him wild. Still holding her hair, he ground his cock through her lips faster and faster, making Mercy moan for joy.
"That's it, oh baby ... baby ... oh my God, you're wonderful ... the best ... you're the best ... the best cocksucker I've ever had ... oh ..."
And with that he erupted, his hips jerking wildly.
Mercy felt a surge of happiness as at last all of his come came shooting forward in great jerking spurts, down her throat, all over her tongue, all over the walls of her mouth ... her eyes closed from happiness ...
She could feel a small bubble bursting in the vicinity of her cunt where Letitia was eating her. Just the tiniest trace of joy, but in its way more significant than orgasms a hundred times stronger.
She couldn't explain it. Her climax had been stronger, more sensational when she was. being fucked, and yet this time she was more deliriously happy in a way that only a woman can know. Somehow she felt that having given happiness to Jack Armstrong was the greatest credit that life had to bestow ...
And now she knew at last that she was wonderfully, truly in love ... and she knew who with ...