A/N: This is only the first part of a VERY long chapter. I had a bit of writers block after the ending of that CRAP that Glee put out to us.
I want to seriously thank my Beta Karon, you have NO clue how helpful you are. And thanks for everyone who keeps reading, favorites, alerts and gives me reviews. I am so appreciative!
This chapter has some fun confessions! Oh and I DO NOT own Glee, if I did it would be R rated!
Chapter 10a
Mercedes couldn't help but think back to her morning with Sam, her body all snuggled up in the warm, tight comfort of her hot ass boyfriend. When she laid next to him, she couldn't help but stroke her leg up and down his incredibly enticing erection. Who doesn't love a good case of morning wood?
Feeling a nudge on her arm, Mercedes was pulled out of her thoughts and brought back to reality. "What?" She looked around her family room as her friends sat in a circle, all wearing some form of stylish nightwear.
"Oh my god, Mercedes! What in the world were you daydreaming about? If it was good, maybe we'd like to hear about it."
Mercedes looked at Rachel, who had the nerve to bat her eyes at her after interrupting her daydream. "Umm…" She looked around at the eight sets of eyes anxiously watching her. "Damn, y'all need lives! My daydreams are just that, MINE!" she jokingly exclaimed, then settled down. "So, what in the world were we talking about?"
"Cedes, this is a sleepover with your best girlfriends and Kurt, the effeminate Disney prince, so you will dish tonight! You will dish like you've never dished before!" Santana insisted.
Mercedes could handle Santana's craziness. And besides, this was just another fine night with the girls. Why not gossip? "Fine, punta! I was off in my own little Sam Evans world, if you must know."
"Girl, when aren't you there these days?"
"Tina, chick, you've got some nerve! How you gonna act like I don't know you well?" Mercedes looked over to Tina. The two friends shared a look. "EXACTLY! I know you too well." Tina's cheeks turned pink and she ducked her head behind her raised knees.
"It isn't that your daydreams aren't understood. I mean, I'm in a constant state of fantasy myself these days. Damn that Ames and his incredible body." Said Quinn. "But Mercedes, you have no reason not to tell us what's on your mind. If you share, we'll share! Right, girls?" Quinn looked around at everyone and quickly added, "And Kurt!"
"Quinn, just call me one of the girls and I'll happily share. I get the dish from everyone else! Egh, but not you, Santana." He scoffed at the Latina. "I'm not much for chocha munching."
"What? Bitch, you wish you had skills like I've got! You don't know the wonders of this mouth." yelled Santana. "Don't be jealous. It's not good for your skin." Santana folded her arms and leaned back against the couch.
"You two need to stop." Mercedes said, interrupting their argument. "And Kurt, put away the mirror. Your face is fine!" She pushed his hand down and smoothed his hair. "Fine, so I'll start. Even though I invited all of you over and supplied the yummy snacks, I still have to provide the entertainment?" At their clever smiles, she shook her head. "Don't answer that. Okay, so what do you guys want to know?" Mercedes wiggled her fuzzy Keroppi slippers as she waited for her friends to ask their inappropriate questions.
"Oh, Mercedes! Since you're in the hot seat, you should sit in the middle while the rest of us grill you!" Sugar clapped her hands together and pointed to the center of the circle.
"What the? So is everyone else going to sit in the middle and be grilled?" She looked around and they all nodded their heads. Kaydance refused to nod, but they'd deal with that when it was her cousin's turn. "Fine!" Mercedes crawled into the middle. "But we need to set some ground rules, folks. First, whatever we say here stays here. If I hear anything I tell you tonight come out of anyone but Sam's mouth, I will cut all of you." She panned her eyes around the room. "Second, if anyone doesn't want to answer a question that's thrown their way, then the person should say so and we will move on. No matter how awesome you think the juiciness of the answer may be, LET IT GO! Anyone else want to add anything?" Everyone seemed to shake their head. "Alright, let's start this up. What's the first question?"
Santana raised her hand and Mercedes turned to her. "So, you and Trouty get down and dirty?"
"Yes. Next question."
"Hol' up! I want more then yes or no answers."
"Then you gotta ask the right questions, ho!"
"Alright, so since you two are getting down and dirty, how dirty is it AND are you both still virgins?" Santana smirked and settled back against the couch again.
Mercedes could feel her face heating up several degrees, but she wasn't going to back out of this little game. She blew out a calming breath. "No, Sam and I are no longer virgins and yes, we lost our virginities to each other. How dirty is the down and dirty? I guess, VERY!" Mercedes shrugged her shoulders and licked her suddenly dry lips. "Next, please!"
"Okay girl, you know that since we both dated Sam, we're dying to know. How is he?"
Mercedes looked at Quinn, who was suddenly getting a high five from Santana. "Girl, that guy is AMAZING! I mean, hot damn. Granted, I don't have anything else to compare him to, but those lips do things I didn't even think were possible. And his tongue, oh God! And those big man hands of his… And that big ass dick…." Mercedes fanned herself and noticed a hush go over the room. Everyone shifted in their seats. "Yeah!"
"Mercedes, is it REALLY big?"
Mercedes laughed at Sugar's question. At first, she thought about making a gesture to Sam's size, but this was HER man! "Oh yes, it most certainly is, Sugar. I've seen porn and most of those guys aren't even in Sam's league! I refuse to tell you all how big, but feel free to use your imaginations." Mercedes looked at Quinn, then Santana. "Thank you guys for allowing him to stay a virgin! I love you both DEARLY." Mercedes couldn't help but giggle at that thought.
"Is Sam kinky?"
Mercedes thought seriously about Rachel's question. Is he? "I guess it depends on your definition of kinky. I would NEVER allow Sam to do anything gross. Certain body situations just don't belong in sexual play. I mean, can I get an amen from the choir?"
"You can get a hell yeah from me!"
"I'd never allow anyone to piss or shit on me."
"Golden showers and scat, just egh."
"I am glad we all agree on that." Mercedes laughed. "And I see that weird look on your face, Tina. Just you wait until it's your turn!"
"What? Oh, egh! No! I wasn't thinking about that. My mind was on something else entirely." Tina and Mercedes shared a look. "If you ask the right questions when I'm up there, I'll tell."
"Mercedes…" started Kaydance, "Has Sam proposed to you yet?"
"Thank you for a non-sexual question, cuz. Sam says he has something in store for the future, some grand romantic gesture. He's already told me I'm it for him, that he and I will be married someday, and I'm ready for the day I'm Mrs. Samuel Evans. Granted, our parents told us we aren't allowed to get married until after college."
"Why are you two going to Nashville instead of L.A., or some other sexy music place? Miami or Atlanta, someplace like that."
Mercedes fell back, laying out straight. She threw her arm across her eyes. "Kurt, how many times do we have to have this conversation?"
"As many times as we need to until I believe that you aren't going country on me!"
Mercedes pushed back up, propping herself on her elbows. "I am not going to go country! And I'm sorry, why in the hell would I go to ATL or Miami when I can go to Nashville and work with amazing producers and music people that the Evans family already knows? Hmm…"
"I'm just looking out for you, love. And if your ass isn't working on your demo the first year you're there, I'm gonna be mad as hell at you and show up in hickville to drag your ass to NYC! Got it?"
Mercedes took off her slipper and threw it at Kurt. "FINE! And on that, I'm over being in the middle." Mercedes looked around the circle for the next victim. As soon as her eyes fell on Tina, she beckoned her with a curl of her finger and patted the spot she'd just left.
Tina dramatically threw her arms up in the air. "Damnit!" She stomped over to the middle of the group and folded her arms as she sat down. "Alright. Ask away!"
Mercedes, who'd just retrieved her slipper from the other side of the room, sat back in her original spot. She leaned forward on her knees and looked at her good friend. "So chick, what do you like for Mike to spray all over you? That is, if you don't want it to be piss and crap."
"Mercedes, you suck!"
"Sure do! But, it's not me answering questions right now. Come on, you are in the middle now."
Tina shook her head. "You are so sneaky, Cedes."
"I just know the right questions to ask!"
"Fine, so I love for Mike to…" Tina covered her face with her hands, "Spray me down with his cum!" The room erupted in giggles and handclaps as Tina turned several shades of red from her confession.
"Oh honey, where do you like him to spray his cum?" Kurt smirked at Tina.
"Umm, on my face if I'm giving him a blowjob. Depending on the position we're in, on my stomach or down my butt and back. Oh my God, I can't believe I just told that!" Tina covered her face again.
"Tina Cohen-Chang, you naughty, naughty girl!" Rachel squealed. "I love it! So, how is Mike as a lover?" She asked, resting her chin on her knees.
"I, like most of us in this room, was a virgin before my current relationship; I didn't get all that far when I was dating Artie. And you all know the way that Mike moves when he dances. Those movements are a thousand times better when he'd inside me." Tina swung her head to a beat in her own head, lost in thought. Suddenly, she sucked in a breath and put her head down. "Oh shit, someone ask the next question."
"So, basically you're saying Asian on Asian sex is pretty amazing?"
"Asian on Asian sex is so amazing! I have no words to describe it. Can we please get off of my sex life now?"
"You were the one bragging about the greatness of Mr. Michael Chang Jr! But, I think you've answered enough questions for now. Who are you gonna call up to be drilled next?" Santana was bouncing with glee as she looked around the group.
"I say…" Tina looked around the circle, once, twice and finally pointed to Rachel.
"Oh, come on! This shit is gonna be BORING! Tina, you should have pointed at Kaydance. At least we know she's doing SOMETHING." Santana fell back against Brittany's shoulder, quieting down when her girlfriend stroked one of her pigtails.
"Seriously you guys, I don't really have much to say." Rachel sat down, rubbing her arm as she sat down in the middle.
"Oh hell no, Berry! I have it on good authority that your man is a FREAK! Don't ask me how I know, I just do." Mercedes crossed her arms under her chest and gave Rachel the side-eye. "So SPILL!"
Rachel blew out a breath. "Ask your question, Mercedes."
Mercedes smiled. "I'll allow someone else to ask first." Mercedes looked over smiled at Quinn, who smirked right back at her in understanding.
"So Rachel, how far have you and Jesse gone?"
"We've gone all the way. I mean, we have made love." Rachel smiled to herself as she straightened her pajama bottoms.
Quinn looked to Brittany, just when she popped a gummy bear into her mouth. "And when did this alleged love making happen? And why Jesse?"
Rachel faced Brittany and Santana. The brunette looked nervous, but went ahead and answered. "Jesse is exciting and totally mysterious. I never know what he's going to do next. And even when I am angry with him, I feel a sense of passion that I NEVER felt with Finn or even Puck. Jesse consumes me with a wild sense of want. I can't keep my hands off of him." She sucked in a breath. "And we first made love after Regionals."
"Passion...interesting. What kind of lover is he?" Sugar asked, bumping elbows with Kaydance.
"Umm, he's kind of wild and umm…" Rachel fanned herself. "Oh boy, is it getting hot in here?"
The group started cracking up. "Spill, Berry!" Mercedes sat forward, excited to finally hear the mousy brunette dish about her freaky sex life.
"Umm…." Rachel's cheeks were bright red.
"Girl, I saw the naked picture of the boy. Tell us all about it!" Kurt rubbed his hands together and sat forward.
"Well, after Regionals, Jesse surprised me with a trip to Cincinnati for the weekend. He wanted to celebrate me—well, us—and our win! So, he took me to a really nice hotel room he'd booked for us and there were flowers and these amazing chocolate covered strawberries he bought from this little bistro I love in New York. He brought them special, on an airplane in a freezer package…"
"Boring!" huffed Santana, sitting back against her girlfriend. "Berry, stop rambling about some bullshit strawberries! We want the smut! Stop smothering us with all the fluffy crap details."
"Fine!" Rachel leaned forward, and the others followed suit, shrinking the circle. "Jesse is relentless in his love making. He won't let me up until I hit a higher note than the last, every time I orgasm. He just keeps making me cum again and again and again! Then, when I'm completely wiped out and belt the highest note I can possibly reach, he finally allows himself to cum." Rachel paused as they all stared at her, open mouth. "And he cums HARD. He roars and bites and tears into the linen. It's HIGHLY satisfying!" Rachel placed her hands on her inflamed cheeks to cool them down.
"I fucking knew it! You and your man are closet freaks! Well, we knew about your man, but you, berry?" Mercedes jumped up and high fived Santana, Kurt and then Quinn. "Girl, we KNEW IT!" Mercedes sat back down, wearing a cat that ate the canary grin.
"Fine! Yes I am! But hello, you're a freaky ass too, Mercedes! So is Tina!"
"So? We admit it! We love our men and love the down, dirty, freaky, nasty things we do with them. Don't you dare be ashamed! I respect your ass far too much for your confession!"
Rachel held her hands to her chest and smiled. "You respect me? Aww, Mercedes! Are we having a moment?"
Mercedes slightly smiled. "Don't ruin it."
"Well, who the hell would have thought that you and Jesse get down all freaky ass with continuous orgasms and biting and shit. Color me impressed!" Santana gave Rachel a slight smile.
"I'm glad I waited for Jesse to be my first, and even more glad that I didn't give in to him last year. We both had a lot of growing up to do." Mercedes couldn't help but do a slow clap at Rachel's comment. "Okay, I've been a bit of an asshole in my quest for glory."
"A bit?" Santana nudged Kurt in the shoulder.
"Okay, a whole asshole!"
"A gaping, anally fucked asshole without lube, Vaseline, lotion or spit! Seriously!" Mercedes didn't even realize the thought left her mouth until she heard Tina giggling next to her. "I mean…"
"You have EVERY right to say that, Mercedes. I'm just glad that we're all friends now and that I've grown and changed because of our friendship. I'm no longer afraid that your talent, or any of you guys' talents, will detract from my shining future and what I'm destined to be." Rachel shared a smile with Mercedes as she crawled back to her original seat. As she turned to sit, her eyes squinted at Santana. "You're up, Santana."
Santana squealed and dragged Brittany to the center with her.
Kurt fell back. "Oh god, I do not need to hear about girl on girl!" He covered his ears and started humming The Sound of Music, hoping to drown out the noise of lesbian gossip.
A/N: Okay so this is the end of part 1 or a. More is to come and SOON, so be looking for it! And please review my crazy sleepover that's in progress.
Oh, seeing as how I haven't finished the next part, if you'd like to hear anyone's crazy confessions, let me know.