Shark Tank

Mercy was far too engrossed in what she thought was pleasing Allison until she was forcefully invaded. Her mouth slipped from Allison's nipple and she whined a moan, her eyes widening in shock at the sudden electricity that sparked inside of her.

"Uhhwaanh!??

Mercy looked up at Allison and panted against the woman's naked breast. She lowered her gaze when she understood. Maybe Allison did want it to be a bit rough but whatever happened to her would happen to Mercy and Allison certainly had the better position. Mercy's sex was already shamefully wet before Allison got there and it wasn't because of the water.

She moved over to Allison's other breast and pressed into it with her mouth, suckling on the nipple this time instead of biting at it and only gently nipping at the full flesh with her teeth, rather than biting directly, even as she squirmed against Allison's touch.

Allison didn't need to use any force to keep Mercy held securely in place. The girl was caught between the wall of the pool and Allison's seductive, half-clad body, encouraged to her breasts by one hand, while the other one worked magic below the water's surface.

Allison wasn't so much interested in control. Mercy could do whatever she liked. Allison wasn't going to force her to do something she didn't want to do, but she reveled in making somebody want to do something that Allison wanted. It was like a drug.

Her expert fingers became gentler as Mercy's mouth did, and she rubbed them along the girl's lips in long, smooth strokes. She dug just the slightest bit, toward the outside of the area, with her fingertips when she felt Mercy's teeth, but otherwise she teased, and showed Mercy just enough pleasure to drive her mad with desire.

Mercy whimpered as Allison continued to touch her. The woman's touch was perfect and surprisingly enough, even the teasing hint of roughness Mercy seemed to enjoy. She continued to lash her tongue against Allison's breasts while hungrily suckling on the nipple.

"Mmnn! Hmmmnnn!"

Squeaky, stifled moans escaped from the gaps in her mouth and she threw her eyes up and looked at Allison while her legs squeezed tightly together. She only wished that she had her hands free and wriggled occasionally jsut to see if she could free herself.

After taking time on Allison's breast, she pulled away and began kissing he valley between both breasts and up towards the neck. Nipping and kissing until she craned her neck up and kissed Allison's neck. It was like she was trying to communicate with kisses because she knew if she tried to speak, only girlish moans would come out.

Her knees were weak already and she huffed against Allison's neck as she rubbed her body against the woman, just to get any kind of contact.

"Mmmmmm..." Allison purred, and laughed under her breath. She had Mercy eating out of the palm of her hand.

And since she had been such a good little girl. Allison was having more fun than she expected. She looked down to meet Mercy gaze and brought her hands up, sliding over Mercy's slick body, to the shoulder straps of her swimsuit. She pulled them off and dragged the suit down until it wrapped around the girl's elbows, keeping her bound even tighter while exposing the delicate flesh of her petite breasts.

Allison was somewhat surprised by the relative fullness of them, and she took a moment to admire them, standing perky and vulnerable on Mercy's chest. She moved a hand to support her own, considerably larger, breasts, and pressed them against Mercy's, letting them sink into one another. With aching slowness she slid her breasts up and over Mercy's, letting them savor every moment of the friction between their wet and supple skin, and then back down. The tickle of their hard nipples drew a chill on the back of Allison's neck.

She pressed her thigh up between Mercy's legs and put her palm to her cheek. She held her gaze, her own green eyes full of certainty and desire and experience. She slipped a finger tip down Mercy's cheek and over her lips, and then slid it into Mercy's mouth.

"I'm going to fuck you..." She whispered. "Would you like that?"

Mercy gasped when Allison removed her finger from Mercy's sex. A small squeaky little gasp that she struggled with, and failed to, swallow down. Mercy gave no resistance when Allison tugged down her bathing suit, even if it bound her further. At this point, Allison's every move, gesture and look was another layer of the spell that she'd cast upon Mercy.

Mercy blushed as their chests pressed together, Allison's bigger breasts engulfing Mercy's almost as literal as Allison's figurative engulfing. Mercy squealed and squeaked softly once more as their nipples dueled intimately. "Mm! Nnnn..."

"ahhm!"

Mercy moaned sharply again when her legs were invaded once more. When Allison touched her lips, Mercy's mouth opened as if a secret panel had been found. Those worse and how Mercy's aqua eyes wavered would be every indication to Allison what the answer was. However, inside Mercy's head, the last remnants of resistance were being quashed.

"N-n-nnnnnn...."

Mercy's first instinct, her gut feeling, was to say no. She had almost got the word out too but it stuttered and melted into a purring moan. Mercy's mouth slipped forward and her wet tongue coated Allison's finger as she pushed her lips down to the base of the slender, perfect digit.

"Mmmmmhhhhhmmmmm." She moaned as her lips wrapped around the finger tightly and Mercy sucked on it while splashing her tongue against it.

Allison hid her malicious smile in Mercy's neck with soft, carefully placed kisses while her hands slid down to where her pure white swimsuit bunched up around her hips. She pushed her hands under the suit, palms flat against Mercy's skin, and moved down her hips to her thighs, dragging the suit down as she went.

While she sucked gently on Mercy's neck, she backed the girl up to the broad, underwater stairs until she was laying back against them. She took a moment to pull Mercy's swimsuit down her legs until it was free and Mercy was left completely naked.

"Now you..." Allison put one leg between Mercy's thighs and leaned forward against her, so that her hips were nearly against Mercy's face. She guided one of her wrists up to where her own swimsuit had gathered just below her generous bust, all the while keeping Mercy's gaze with her own ravenous, emerald eyes.

Mercy blissfully purred while sucking on on Allison's finger, in heaven with how the older woman gently treated her neck. She was so mature and just knew how to tease Mercy just enough. It was much, much different than Clyde who just wanted to stick it in and thrust or have her do all the work!

Hmph!

Allison was an experienced woman who knew how to treat a lady. Just like how she was being treated now. She completely cooperated with Allison as she was moved to the stairs and had her bathing suit removed. Mercy felt so vulnerable, naked with Allison on top of her, her arms still bound and at the woman's mercy. And yet, her heart thumped hard in her chest. It was so wonderfully dangerous as well.

Mercy gasped as Allison's thigh pressed against her now exposed sex. Her eyes were locked against Allison's as the woman commanded her, Mercy nodded and leaned forward, peeling away the bathing suit as carefully and as sensually as possible, tracing her fingers down Allison's body, even as she squirmed under the weight of Allison's thigh.

When is was all the way down, Allison reached to pull her swimsuit off of her toes and tossed it. It hit the water with a wet slap and floated off toward the middle of the pool.

She moved slowly and deliberately. She knew exactly what she was doing and she wanted Mercy to see every detail. She slid the length of her middle finger over the folds of Mercy's sex, so softly she barely touched her at all, and let her hand slide all the way to the paralegal's thigh. She picked up the leg and pushed it to the side, splaying Mercy's legs open, and moved to straddle her other leg until the two were almost scissoring each other.

"Mmmm..." She moaned, and let them touch. Her bare pussy brushing softly against Mercy's, and with aching, maddening slowness, she rubbed up... and down.

"Uhn-Ha!"

Mercy squeaked as Allison tenderly slipped her finger from her sex and forced her legs apart. Mercy almost couldn't look away from Allison and her Aqua eyes were entranced in Allison's emerald gaze. She felt so helpless and yet, she didn't want it to stop.

"Haaaanh"

Mercy finally wrenched her gaze away from Allison as their pussies met. She bit her lip hard to try and stifle he moan, turning her head and blushign furiously as Allison began to slide excruciatingly slow against her.

"Mmm! nnnn! nnn!"

Mercy whimpered at the contact and her head shook like she was holding her breath. She felt like she was and exhaled, falling limply against the hard stairs. She weakly bucked up against Allison but her body trembled with pleasure.

"Ah-Ah-Ah-Allisssonnnnn.... nn." There was much more she wanted to say but that was all she was able to manage.

Allison's slow, controlled thrusts were enough to subdue the now totally willing paralegal. She gently took hold of one of Mercy's wrists and pinned it against the pool stairs while she worked, and with Mercy lost in pleasure, she glanced up, with a broad, wry smile, at the security camera in the corner of the room.

She thought of perhaps waving to it, as well.

Later, once she had left Mercy in the extraordinary hands of Sukiyo for a luxurious massage treatment in another room, she sat in her office and reviewed the footage. It was like a sort of home movie. She clipped out the more interesting part, beginning just as the swimsuits left, and copied it to her phone.

Then she leaned back and enjoyed a glass of wine, satisfied with her day's work. The only thing left to do was send the video. She put in Clyde Gastin's number and sent it off for him to watch again and again while he cried his little eyes out.