Big Girls Can Be Sexy Too! | By : Illiandyandra Category: G through L > Glee Views: 8943 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 10
Sam PoV The first time I kissed Mercedes Jones was different than I’d ever imagined and I’ve imagined it plenty. Granted I’m not sure that I’d ever imagined that Puck would be present. Ok maybe I did imagine that he would be present in one of the fantasies set in that New York hotel room. But I’m positive that he was never busy pressing kisses to the soft flesh of her thighs. Somehow the real thing was worlds better than I’d ever dreamed. She tasted so sweet. Her tongue was questing and writhing in my mouth, driving me absolutely crazy. I lost myself in that kiss, and we only broke apart when our lungs demanded air. Even as we sat there panting, trying to catch our breath; I drew my lower lip into my mouth hoping- and gratified to catch a little more of her taste. “God you taste so fucking Good.” I groaned. “Doesn’t she.” Puck breathed raspily. “I know I started this. But part of me expected to be at least somewhat jealous, or have issues or something. But sitting here, watching the two of you kiss is only slightly less hot than being the one kissing her.” He sat up and pressed his mouth to hers. And suddenly I knew exactly what he meant. Watching Puck using his thinner lips so differently and yet just as effectively was sensual as all get out. From this side of the kiss, I could clearly hear every achingly sexy mew and moan she made. I could hear Puck’s pleasure filled groans as he devoured her deliciously sweet taste. I dotted kisses along the wonderful smelling column of her neck. Pressed nipping kisses along her bare collar bone. Dipped my tongue into the depression between collar bone and clavicle. Every taste of her skin made me want her lips again and yet I didn’t want to stop tasting her skin either. Without conscious thought I found myself pressing moist kisses to the upper portion of her chest and down the bare portion of her magnificent breasts. “That’s it Evans. Play with Our Girl’s big sexy titties. I got my first real taste of her last night and I am dying for more.” He groaned pressing another kiss to her mouth, before almost bampfing to the floor to kneel between her knees. He gently, reverently, lifted one of her legs and laid it across both of mine. He grabbed my hand and slid it along the soft warm skin of Mercedes’ thigh. He and I both groaned. “Fuck that’s sexy. ‘Cedes, look how good Sam and my hands look against your beautiful skin. Holy hell, that’s so hot!” Her eyes fluttered open. Her usual gorgeous rich warm brown was gone, darkened to a fiery passion-filled black. She looked at our hands on her thigh and upped the ante by covering ours with her own smaller one. “Beautiful.” She breathed. I couldn’t not kiss her. I thought I felt Puck kiss our joined hands but the feeling was so fleeting, I quickly decided that I’d imagined it. when our kiss eneded this time it was because she was crying out in pleasure. “GOD yes—Puck—God Please.” “What?” I found myself asking. “What is it baby? What do you want?” “I want more. I want you. Please touch me.” She begged. The desperately passionate tone of her voice made me shiver with longing and want of my own, but the devilish part of me just had to play. As much as I wanted to be the best I could for her…she stirred my inner devil. I ran guitar calloused fingers along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. “Like this baby?” “No.” She whined. It was the most deliciously desperate sound. “Plea—Play-my- GOD Puck! Sam! My breasts.” “Keep teasing her Sam. Keep those lips to g-rated skin until she asks right. Hot Mama I wanna hear you something as nasty. I wanna hear sex words dripping off your sexy lips.” Puck said before giving me a huge grin. He grabbed my hand. “She plays all sweetness and light, but she’s a naughty Lil Mama, Our Lady. Feel.” My first thought when he pressed my hand to her femininity was “Damn, she’s so fucking wet and feels so fucking good.’ But I quickly realized what he wanted me to know. “Mercedes Jones. You’re as bald as a billiard ball. Naughty little girl shaving Our Pussy.” I said before I could think to stop the words. “Oh Fuck.” She moaned deeply. I could feel the pleasure she took from my words. She got even wetter. I pulled my hand up and looked at the copious amounts of fluid on my fingers. As Puck returned to the source, I licked the essence of Mercedes from my fingers. She was so sweet with just the slightest bit of pleasing, addicting tang. She reminded me of a perfectly ripened Georgia Peach. But that wasn’t quite right. It was like someone had sliced a peach and soaked the slices in…“Honey soaked Peaches.” I moaned licking the last of her taste from my hand. “That’s it exactly. I’ve been racking my head for days.” Puck said happily. “She tastes like a peach somebody dipped in honey.” He leaned up; his mouth and chin glistening with the evidence of how good he was at his current vocation. And before my mind could catch up with my motions, I was kissing Noah Puckerman. Mercedes PoV Puck stopped his torturously slow and meandering gobbling of my hidden treasure to agree with Sam’s interesting assertion that I taste like honey and fruit. God it was just as sexy watching Sam licking his fingers clean of me as it had been to watch Puck do the same. But when Puck came up, the lower portion of his face was literally covered in the evidence of what these two do to me, I started to feel embarrassed. Yes—started. Before the feeling could take root, Sam was attacking Puck with his lips. I can honestly say I have NEVER seen anything as erotic. Sam was dominating the kiss; he was slowly and thoroughly devouring Puck’s mouth and chin. I slid my hands between my legs and in moments, I was screaming and cumming. And for the first time in my life; since the first time I self-pleasured two years ago; I kept my eyes open as I rode out my orgasm. As my body was rocked by wave upon wave of bliss, I watched as Sam finished licking Puck’s chin clean. Coming down, I could tell when he realized what he’d done. Sam’s cheeks just infused with redness. Puck saw it too. “You know, the first time I got a taste of Lil Mama, I licked my whole hand, all the way past the wrist. Just hoping for a little more of her sweet pussy juice.” He said cutting Sam off before he could say a thing. “Hell just now, I was getting it straight from between her sexy ass thighs, and I still was kinda tempted to lick your hand. So don’t sweat it. Besides, you ain’t a bad kisser Sammy Boy.” They both locked eyes on me and my two small hands still buried in my semi satisfied fount of moisture. “Mercedes, did you just get yourself off watching me sucking your taste off Puck’s face?” Sam asked. His voice dark and wicked again like it had been when he‘d discovered my bald Kitty. “Yes.” I said with what I hoped was a naughty smirk. “You and Puck were so hot. I couldn’t help myself.” I extended my arms and offered my hands to my boys. “Look how hard I came. My fingers are positively dripping with, well, me. They both let loose with groans of such fierce longing and desire before attacking my ten fingers that I almost came again. Then the feel of their tongues stroking the skin of my hands, sucking and nibbling at my fingers drove me even closer towards delight. All too soon, however, my fingers were ‘clean’. Sam and Puck exchanged looks, before turning to me with devious smiles on their handsome faces. They returned to their assigned seats, Puck to my right, and Sam on my left. Before they settled, they took off their shirts, baring well defined chests and abs, and lots of well-tanned skin. I would have felt self-conscious, had I not been so enraptured by the sight. Puck drem me into one of his oral seductions, while Sam’s mouth was busy setting fire to my skin. By the time they switched, their busy hands had bared my breasts. Sam’s kiss drugged my senses to the point that Puck’s first rool of my left nipple between his strong rough fingers was a shock to the system. Though both boys had fingers calloused by years of guitar playing and hard work, Puck’s fingers were more tapered…thinner than Sam’s bigger blunter digits. Sam’s mouth left mine to nibble my jaw and neck as his large hand was groping and kneading my right breast. “Oh God please.” I whimpered. I had no clue that I could sound like that. My voice was rough and husky with need. “More.” I pleaded. They just continued to tease my breasts with light gentle touches. I wanted-no needed more. “You know what I want to hear.” Puck whispered darkly next to my ear before he resumed his gentle torment. “Give him what he wants, Mercy. You are as big a tease as he is. You are enjoying stretching our control. You know that we want to suck those pretty dark chocolate nipples, as much as you want our mouths on them. They look like they would feel as good on my tongue as the rest of your big luscious sexy tit feels in my hand.” Sam crooned temptingly on my left. My back arched and yummy shivers raced through me. “Is not fair. Where is the Angel? I got Jewish Devil on one shoulder and Catholic Devil on the other.” I moaned desperately. “See you like it when we tempt you without words. You like it when we talk dirty to you. Tell you how sexy we find you. You like it when we are dirty and demanding. We just want to hear you be the naughty little girl we know you really are.” Puck murmured in my ear. “We love the sweet innocent side, but we love that sassy, feisty naughty side even more Lil Mama.” He moved his hand from my breast totally. Placing it on my thigh instead. He gently pulled my leg across his muscular, toned left thigh. Sam gave him a smile and then did the same. Spreading my legs wide. My blond love returned his attention to licking and nibbling my neck and collarbone. His hand played with the skin of my inner thigh before ghosting over my still covered tummy and back up to tease me with his gentle ministrations. “Please, God please. I need more.” I begged, not sure what I was begging for. “Touch me. Please.” I hate being a wuss, but even a whole lotta woman has a breaking point. “But, Baby, we are touching you.” Sam said his voice ringing with laughter and something almost sinister. It was so sexy. I was drawn in even further to his and Puck’s game. “Please, Sammy baby. Puck me doll. Please touch me more; harder. I’ll do anything. Please.” I begged. I even tried to lighten my tone, not sound as though I needed this more than air. “So if Sammy Baby and I were to whip ‘em out here and now, would you wrap those soft little hands of yours around us and jerk us off.” I nodded desperately. I don’t think I knew how sharp the edge of orgasm was until tonight. “Will you say naughty, nasty words; telling us what you want us to do to you?” he asked as he and Sam matched actions to his words. I hesitated for less than a moment before agreeing. “Please Puck, Sam. Please. Suck my tits. Please.” I slid my hands over their hot hard erections. “your cocks feel so good in my hands.” I said touching them very gently. So gently. But they caught my game. “Almost as good as your big soft tits feel in ours.” Sam teased. His voice filled with that southern sound he usually fought to hide. But that wasn’t the only indication that my hands were doing their job. The gentle was gone from their strong hands. Their groping and kneading had turned wonderfully rough. As quickly as I could I pressed my palms to my dripping pleasure center and returned them to Puck’s and Sam’s cocks. As thick as Puck’s cock was, Sam’s was even thicker, though Puck was the longer of the two. And for a while they were all mine. As I started to stroke my slick hands up and down their shafts, I made sure to roll my thumbs over the super sensitive skin of the dick heads. I reveled in their moans, groans, and expletives of pleasure. “Yeah, Baby, Fuck, Just like that.” Sam breathed. “Shit Lil Mama…feels so damn good.” Puck groaned. “Love you…Fuck-so much. God. So good.” I smile a secret smile. Puck is such a touch slut. I’m a virgin, but even I know that you never believe the L word when you have your hand, mouth, or any other part on a man’s dick. “I know Sexy. I know. Now please Touch me.” I moaned. Suddenly their hands were back on my breasts. Sam was pinching and pulling my right nipple while Puck was rolling and pulling my left. It was heaven and hell. I started to keen and whine in the back of my throat. I needed more to go over the edge. My hands sped up, and gloriously Puck seemed to read my mind. He replaced Sam’s hand with his mouth, sucking and nibbling as Sam slid his freed hand back to my pussy. Sam captured my mouth in a searing kiss as Puck played with my breasts and Sam’s thick fingers played with my pussy. Seconds later Sam and I were ripped apart by the need to shout out as we tumbled over the edge into pure satisfaction, Puck joined us moments later. I wanted to taste Sam. So I decided to repay a sexy favor and I licked the cum from my hands. Alternating hands and thus men, flavors. Puck’s cum was less acrid, less bitter, almost sweet. Sam’s cum was almost lemony, or citric. They watched me through hooded sated eyes, and groaned. Sammy sighed. “You look like a naughty little kitten lapping at two different bowls of cream.” He gave me a gentle smile. “You are so beautiful. Do you know that?” he gave me a wicked smile. “And when you are teetering on the edge of pleasure, you look like a goddess given form.” He stopped for a long moment. “Thank you. not just for today, or tonight. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for giving me a chance to see you like this, but thank you for the smile you give me when I’m feeling discouraged in English class. Thank you for the chance to finally tell you how amazing you are. I’d tell that knucklehead over there thanks too…but we all know he’d just brush me off.” Puck PoVWhile AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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