LEARNING FRENCH
AnniKay

Sam/Mercedes/Puck
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AN: Most of the Gleeks must be Juniors during the time of this story (end of Season 2), otherwise how could they have gone to prom. RIB and crew are falling off with their continuity if they are trying to stratify them now.

PART ONE OF THE WEEKEND

Chapter 38
Sam Point of View

Thursday morning was awesome. Mercedes woke me with her mouth on my cock. She rolled a condom on me and woke Puck with her riding. We tried really, really hard to stay quiet, but near the end, when Mercy was sucking his cock and I had both of his balls in my mouth, Puck kind of forgot that Mercy's parents were right down the hall and so were Stevie and Stacey. But God it was one hell of a way to wake up. After a short shower, we all got dressed. Though Puck kept making vetos on what Mercy was picking out finally he let her get away with the tightest t-shirt she owned, topped with a stomacher vest that she refused to leave the room without and a cute pair of jeans. The day flew by. We missed our afternoon time with Mercy because she had to get a last minute alteration for her uniform. She also had to run to the Mall with Santana, Brittany and Kurt for the proper sneakers and socks. Which really kind of sucked ass. Given the trip to New York and this week, we'd had made love to Mercy every day. I hated having to miss one.

Puck and I fixed dinner, and trust me, it was nowhere near as good as Mercy or my mom's but it was pretty good. After dinner Dad and Mr. Benton took us aside for the single most embarrassing conversation of my entire life. "So you two have something developing between you now?" Mr. Benton asked.

I blushed. I know I did. I could feel the heat coming off my cheeks. "Yes sir." I answered even as I wondered how the hell they knew. It had only happened the day before.

Puck didn't even answer. He just sat there looking like a deer caught in headlights. I nudged him in the side and finally he spat out. "Yeah, umm yes sir."

Mr. Benton gave us searching looks. "Does this change anything about how you feel about Mercedes?" he finally asked.

I looked him in the eye and spoke from my heart. "Only in that we love her even more than the day before."

"She is so much more to us than anything. She's our glue, our heart." Puck tried to explain. "Because we love her, we can love each other. Without her, something would be missing. Part of us would be empty." I nodded emphatically.

"Good answer, boys, good answer." Dad answered. 'You should feel that way about your girl every day for the rest of your lives."

Mr. Benton gave us a droll smile. "By the way Puck…thanks for this morning…your inability to be quiet, got me one hell of a wakeup call of my own." He teased as we exited that study as fast as our legs could take us.

Of course then we entered the great room, where Mercy was in the process of getting the ok for the three of us to spend the night at Santana's on Friday night. "Her parents are going on a cruise. She's throwing a party on Saturday night with their permission. But she needs help with the set up Kurt only had weekends with Blaine, plus she would still only have one decorator and one semi-heavy lifter. She figures if she gets me to help, she gets her decorator, and two built in heavy lifters. She's loving the idea of using us."

Mrs. Danica and Ms. Becah laughed. "Better watch your girl, boys." Ms. Becah teased. "That Santana is way too much like my mother, and Mercedes is a lovely young lady."

"Shouldn't Mercy watch out too?" Mom asked.

"Um no." Mercy laughed. "Not anymore. She's in love with Brittany. I'm sure that no one has to worry."

"Fine. But the same rules apply. I refuse to be a grandmother early." Mrs. Danica said. Mercy gave her mom the required happy hug. Friday itself was…god it was an endurance test of myself control and my ability to control Puck. From the second Mercy descended the stairs in the red and white Cheerio uniform, with her hair pulled up into a cute, sexy ponytail. Her legs looking longer than humanly possible in that tiny little skirt. Her skirt a little higher in the back than the front because her sexy ass was so mouthwatering and bodacious the skirt didn't really want to hide it. Her shirt tight across her big bouncing breasts. They were restricted by one of her old minimizers, but you can't stop Mercy's tits from bouncing any more than you can hold back the tide. I knew it was a lost cause. My self-control took one look at her and mutated into an extra libido.

Once we dropped Stevie and Stacey off, I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her thigh as high as I could. "God Mercy. You are beautiful on any given day and sexier than any girl your age probably should be. But in that uniform, you are a walking, talking, singing, wet dream. I don't know what Puck and I will have a harder time doing, Beating the guys off you, or keeping our hands off of you."

My words were amazingly prophetic. When we pulled in and saw Puck's truck, I knew that if he lost control I would to. Thankfully I have my clothes in the car for staying over at Santana's and her party tonight. My dad was off today so he'd be getting the kiddies, so we were going to go straight over to Santana's to give us more time 'to get the house ready for the party.' We got out of the car and as soon as Puck saw our girl, all bets were off. He was across the lot so fast I would have called him Flash if he'd have heard me. He had her pressed against the side of the vehicle with her legs wrapped around his waist. He was kissing her so deeply that I was dragged in by the vacuum forces. Soon the three of us were pressed together kissing ourselves absolutely senseless.

"Save that shit for later." Santana drawled. We broke apart and turned to find her and Brittany standing there. Santana was smirking lecherously and Brittany was almost vibrating with joy.

The tall blonde wrapped Mercy in a huge hug. "Thank you MercyCedes. I cannot wait until later. Santana says that I can't tell anyone, though, so I didn't well except Lord Tubbington, but he had catnip this morning, so he probably already knows." She said happily. Releasing Mercy, she bounced over to Puck and gave him a kiss on the cheek before doing the same to me. "Thank you for letting us play with her tonight."

We made it through school, but barely. Things got really hairy during the introduction of the Cheerios when they performed their set to PussyCat Dolls Dontcha. Kurt and Mercy sang the song as a duet, with the Cheerios doing some serious background moves. One of the male Cheerios did the Busta Rhymes part. He was okay. But front and Center was Mercedes Jones looking sexier than ever doing most of the same moves. I mean she didn't do the flips, but all the belly dancing and grinding moves. Damn, at one point she and Santana and Brittany, who were providing the back ground vocals, were hanging and dancing all up on each other, Kurt was doing pretty much the same thing with two of the Cheerio boys, but his looked innocent and funny. Mercy's looked hot as the fires of hell. And Puck and I wanted to be burned. And then she did that ass pop thing, Puck and I were out of our seats and halfway down the bleachers before Finn and Lauren got to us. Lauren is fucking strong, man; she tossed me over her shoulder like I was Kurt. Puck actually swung on Finn, but apparently Finn was prepared. He managed to get Puck back to his seat without too many people seeing.

Thank god that assembly was at the end of the day. And when they called us all down to the floor to get our trophy, Mr. Schuester was smart enough to keep us with Mike, Kurt and the rest of the guys, and Mercy over on the other side of him with the girls. As soon as we could though we had our girl back between us and headed to the parking lot. We dropped Puck's truck off at his house, and met Santana at her house.

Once we were inside the girls all headed upstairs to shower. Coach Sylvester had made the Cheerios practice the performance for an hour before they performed it. So they were all hella sweaty. Puck reminded Santana that she wasn't allowed to start anything without us. She apparently listened, the girls all came back down in their lounging clothes, looking very comfortable. Mercy was in a purple tee shirt that had the word DIVA across it in sparkles and some shorts that left her legs bare. She was showing off her pedicure in some flip flops, that really just kept her from being bare foot.

As soon as they entered the room Puck and I attacked. We had Mercy sandwiched between us, getting our mack on. As I slid my hand under her shirt I made a startling realization. She was braless. "Baby, where is your bra?" I asked my tone masterful and commanding.

"I left it upstairs, we're relaxing and after the new ones that thing was killing me." she said innocently.

Brittany started bouncing. "I wanna taste them now, Please Mercedes…pretty please with rainbows and cherries on top?"

"Wait the lady pillows are roaming free?" Santana barked. "Everybody upstairs." When we didn't move fast enough for her she commanded once again. "Did I sssstttudder? Everybody gets your asses to the bed. We'll use the guest room I put you three in. that way if Mercy leaves a wet spot…which she damn sure will…I don't have to sleep in it."

"Look Tana…you and me we're cool. You and Brittany can come play with Cedes' big sexy tits, but you'll have to do it while Sam and I are fucking her. We missed yesterday, and then had to look but barely touch her all day looking like every man's fantasy. If I'm not in her in the next few minutes one of the stains you'll have to clean up will be my jizz stain." Puck said his voice low and dangerous.

Apparently they reached an accord because Brittana were pulling a semi protesting Mercedes up the stairs.

Mercedes Point of View

Brittany is so excited, I can't even admit that I'm nervous. She sits me down on the bed and just starts kissing me. It is a far different experience than kissing either Puck or Sam. She's very gentle and soft. Her tongue is more coaxing and enticing. She's a great kisser, but there's something missing. When she pulls back Santana is there to have her turn. Again a whole new experience. She has all the extra softness of Brittany, with the commanding and dominating of Sam and Puck. Now my men they own me, but Santana, her I can fight with, her I can bitch out. I take the kiss and flip it. In very little time I have her mouth quivering under mine. But I should have realized, even if I won the battle, Santana would not concede the war. She worked my tee-shirt up and over my head. And pulled it off over my hair.

"You know, I'm not even sure Brittany and I know what to do with all this tit-meat." Santana crooned. "They are nice. Large, and soft, yet they ride high on your chest and are fairly firm." She taunted. Her fingers soft as she holds my breasts up as though making an offering of them to some hidden god.

Brittany leans over and draws her tongue across my left nipple. "Yum. You taste like candy, but not exactly chocolate…it's sweet and a little nutty." She laughs before fastening her mouth to my nipple. My back couldn't help but arch forward. Between Sam and Puck and my own need for harder and harder when in the throes of my pleasure, my nipples are in a constant state of soreness lately. Brittany's softness would not have been enough to arouse me any other time. And yet here today, her soft lips and gently suction was definitely making me hot. She pushed me back onto the bed, straddled my waist and she went to town. She may have said she wanted to taste my nipples, but she was kissing and nipping and sucking anywhere and everywhere. I felt Sam's hands on my hips pulling my shorts and panties off, spreading my legs wide and then I felt a soft small face between my thighs.

Santana licked gently at my outer lips, teasing my clit out of hiding before ever even trying to lap at my juices. When she finally tasted them, she let out a moaning little whimper. "God Britts. You have to taste her pussy it's almost as sweet as yours." She moaned before burying her face again and getting back to work between the two of them and all their experience with lady kisses, they had me riding a sow gently waving orgasm in no time. While not as intense, this one seemed to be designed to be a predecessor for others.

Brittany moved down to join Santana, they had to put my legs over their shoulder to have room, but they managed. And Brittany was mewing and making sounds of pleasure like a cat getting stroked. Another slightly more intense orgasm and she and Santana moved to the other side of the bed. Puck was condom clad so he went first. He flipped me onto my hands and knees on the bed and stood with his feet panted on the floor. He entered me quickly, all of his usual gentleness gone. Thank fully. Sam knelt on the bed in front of me with a wicked smile he pushed himself into my mouth. We moved together Puck fucking me forward onto Sam and Sam fucking me back ward onto Puck. Santana brought Brittany to a screaming orgasm beside us, and then rather than take her turn, she moved to my other side. She started sucking on my nipple on that side, and Brittany drew the other into her mouth.

It was too much. I took Sam deep into my throat and let the sensations of fullness and the sharp tugs on my nipples drive me into my own bliss. And orgasm wracked my body that left me screaming around the cock in my mouth and damn near squirting on the one in my pussy. Sam and Puck followed me down the rabbit hole. We were all so spent that as soon as the rubber was disposed of we climbed into the bed all five of us and took a nap.

Part two to come after some serious sleep, and a pleathora of reviews. Love ya'll but so sleepy now. But a Promise is a promise. So here you go.