Request by Lamimi25


She didn't mean for it to happen. It was innocent. She was innocent. Curious, yes, but innocent.

It all started back in the kitchen. She and Sam had just finished eating dinner and he decided to help her clean up. They moved about the kitchen, Mercedes washing and Sam drying, both humming along softly to the music that played on the kitchen radio. She turned off the sink and dried her hands on the towel next to her as Sam placed the last dish in the drying rack. They looked up from their duties and shared a sweet smile.

"How about we pop in a movie and cuddle up on the couch?" she suggested.

He hummed, nodding his head. "Sounds awesome. I'll make some popcorn."

And then it happened. Mercedes had accidentally knocked the towel off the counter when she turned too quickly and Sam, not paying attention, walked forward just as she bent over. His crotch collided with her magnificent rump they both froze. Mercedes clutched the towel between nimble fingers and Sam's hands rested on her hips to steady themselves. Within in seconds, he felt the familiar tightening in his jeans and his cheeks turned a deep shake of pink. Neither moved for a moment and Sam knew that she felt his erection. Smirking, Mercedes slowly stood up, purposefully brushing her ass against him and delighting in the whimper that escaped his throat. She threw a look over her shoulder, innocence dancing in her eyes.

"Oops," she whispered before she sauntered off.

It took half of the movie and many mental images of horrible car crashes to will his erection away. It did not help that Mercedes was sprawled on top of him on the couch and every slight shift she made to get comfortable would make little Sammy perk right up.

Luckily, the rest of the night went by without a hitch. They dressed themselves for bed (well, she did, Sam never bothered himself with pajamas, just sweatpants and nothing else), shared a sweet kiss, and then cuddled up, falling asleep quickly.

That is, until Mercedes woke from a steamy dream.

Her chest was damp with sweat and her panties were soaked. She couldn't exactly remember the dream, but flashes of Sam's sculpted body flashed in her mind. His shoulders, his pecks, his arms, his abs, the line of hair that disappeared below his low-rise sweatpants. Feeling brave, Mercedes propped herself up on her elbow and ghosted her hand over his body stopping for a moment at the waistband of his pants before moving lower. Her hand hovered over his crotch thoughtfully before descending.

At the slightest touch she felt him stir and the feeling empowered her. She curiously palmed him, feeling the full length of him. And damn, was it quite the length and thickness. Little Sammy was definitely not so little. Sam grunted and shifted in his sleep and she froze. Realizing exactly what she was doing, Mercedes contemplated whether or not she should stop. If she continued he would definitely wake up and then she would be faced with tons of questions. They agreed to wait. She needed to wait. But damn it, she was curious and turned the fuck on.

She traced the outline of his hardening cock with her freshly manicured nail, taking pleasure in watching it grow right before her eyes.

"Mmm, 'Cedes..."

Her lifted up to him and she smiled when she realized he was still asleep and he said her name. Well, that was reassuring.

Her fingers hooked in the waistband and her lips pressed against his lower abdomen. Kisses peppered his skin and she tugged his pants lower and lower, her tongue flicking out to test the feel of the course hair against her taste buds. She stopped right before she could reveal his cock, his pants not stretching far enough without him lifting his hips. She pouted before a smirk crossed her lips. She lowered her head and kissed up his body, her teeth nipping gently on his sensitive nipples. By the time she reached his face, Sam's eyes popped open just in time to see his girlfriend lean down to lick his slightly parted lips before her tongue plunged inside. His eye fluttered back close and his hand became entangled in her hair as he kissed her back.

When they parted, she rest her forehead against his and smiled devilishly. "Hey, Sammy," she whispered.

"Hi," he squeaked, confusion still clouding his mind. "Whatcha doin'?"

Mercedes pulled away from him and it was then that he noticed she was straddling his hips. "Not much," she shrugged. She lowered her hips he felt her heat come in contact with his straining cock. They both moaned at the feel of being pressed against each other so intimately. She bucked forward, the ridge of him brushing against her throbbing clit. "Fuck."

"Mercedes," Sam breathed. He placed his hands on her waist to still her from further movement. "What are you... I thought..."

"Sam," she whined, displeased with his stopping her. She put her hands on top of his and moved them up so they were cupping her breasts through her loose t-shirt. As soon as she felt his fingers immediately begin to manipulate her large tits, she began to grind against him once again. "Ugh, yes!"

Sam no longer had enough thought in his mind to even form a clear sentence. All he could focus on was Mercedes grinding her pussy against him. Even through the material of her shorts and underwear and his pants he could feel how wet she was. It made his brain melt and his jaw go slack. He felt pre-cum begin to leak down his shaft and his balls tightened. "Oh, shit!"

"Ooh, Sammy, baby," Mercedes cooed breathlessly. "Feels so good. I think I'm gonna... Ah... Yes! Oh!"

"Mercedes!" Sam cried out, shooting his load in his pants as he felt the gush of wetness from between Mercedes' legs. His hands dropped from her breasts and landed on the bed on either side of him, his body spent. Though he didn't do much, this was the most satisfying and mind blowing orgasm he'd ever experienced.

Mercedes hummed contentedly above him, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she still occasionally bucked against his now softening member. She collapsed on top of him, her nose nuzzling in his neck as the tremors in her body faded away. "That was amazing."

"Mmmhm," he agreed, his fingers lazily playing with her hair. "'Cedes?"

Mercedes bit her lip, expecting a million questions from him. She was confusing him, she knew, but how could she resist his gorgeous body? She knew that after many of their heated makeout sessions that he would make up an excuse to rush to the bathroom to rub one out. She sometimes wished he would do it in front of her, or let her do it for him. He was ever the gentleman and she loved him for it, but she was frustrated sometimes, too. She had better luck at hiding it, yes, but she would have to wait until her shower to do anything about it. And damn it, her fingers just did not cut it anymore.

So, she braced herself for the bombardment of impending questions. Instead, she felt the soft brush of his lips against her forehead.

"I love you," he whispered.

She let her eyes flutter close and an incredibly warm feeling engulfed her. He didn't need answers. He had her. And that's what mattered.


Oooohohohohooooohhhhh, how incredibly corny of me to end it like that. lol No, but seriously, how was it?

I've gotten quite a few smutty requests and I can't wait to jump on them. A wedding night, an aggressive Mercedes, and an aint shit Sam shall all be coming up! Sorry, it took so long, by the way, for the wait of an update. I'm getting over the stomach flu. Eugh. Haha Anyway, you know what to do with that review button, lovelies! See ya next time!