Big Girls Can Be Sexy Too!
Recommendation/Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to mariposafria . So loved his/her Samcedes Summer in LA, the story is very sweet and yet very real. Great job. I highly recommend that you YouTube the section/chapter titles. They are all really great songs.
BTW: I am modeling the glee competitions on Georgia's High School choir Competitions, they say write what you know. So this is what I know; besides it gives others better opportunities to shine.
THANKS: Thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed. You have made this story a joy to write…well the reviews, and Puck's potty mouth. When writing for Puck one never needs to search for euphemisms. But I could always use more Positive Reinforcement. ;)
CHAPTER 11
TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT
Ambient PoV
Puck was no stranger to fucking a woman but he had never deflowered one before. He almost always had to go slow because of his girth but here and now he tried to move as slowly as his tautly stretched control would allow. He repositioned the head at the mouth of her pussy and sought her opening. Even with his dick breaking her barrier moments ago, he knew this would still be difficult. The opening resisted the intruder, but he pushed slightly forward and the tapered end of his cockhead forced her open like nature intended. Puck pushed forward a bit more and forced the walls of her cunt to stretch and accept another bit of the intruder. He stopped and allowed Mercedes seconds to adjust to the new feeling and pressure. She was tight. She was tighter than anyone before. Her pussy squeezed his dick, almost to the point of delicious pain. After giving her a few moments, he pushed forward again. Mercedes arched her back and cried out with an appealing groan. Puck stopped moving, even breathing, to make sure she was okay. She settled back down to the bed and looked at him. The pain in her face was obvious, but it was tempered by a rather guilty pleasure.
Puck waited again but soon she urged him on.
Puck pushed slowly forward into her completely uncharted waters. Her pussy still resisted, fighting every inch with its tightness. The intruder was too powerful and slowly her cunt stretched to accept its monstrous visitor. It took several more seconds for Puck to work his whole cock in. She bucked again as he first hit her cervix, and then tilted her hips a bit allowing him to move deeper. She whimpered her pain and Puck pulled back a little. He waited there to allow her time to adjust to the fullness and pain.
Mercedes was amazed. She still had pain from her torn hymen but the incredible fullness shocked her. It felt better than she had ever, ever thought it could or would for her first time. Puck, patiently waited above her, watching her face with keen interest. 'God, she is tight and so fucking wet,' he thought. 'I hope I'm not hurting her too much. But she looks almost like…Nah.'
"Mercedes, you okay?" he asked.
"God, yeah." She moaned. "So full."
Puck pushed forward and retreated a bit, gaining inches until his entire nine inches was buried inside of her. Sweating and shivering, he leaned over her. He placed a nipping kiss next to her ear.
"That felt good, didn't it?" he murmured; everything he was seeing and feeling from her finally clicked into place in his mind. "You got some masochistic tendencies don't you baby. Fuck that's hot."
A soft whimper was the only response she gave him. He pulled his cock slowly out of her body, her pussy was so tight it practically suctioned him back in. He groaned at the feel of her tight hot wetness. She looked up at him and smiled. Leaning up she pressed a kiss to his mouth, delving her tongue in between his lips. "Start slow…But fuck me Puck. Fuck me until I'm hoarse from screaming your fucking name."
Puck eased back and forth very slowly. The tightness of her pussy was squeezing him with wondrous affect. He didn't know how long he could last, but he wanted desperately to make it long enough for her to feel pleasure, for her cum. But he wasn't sure that would even be possible for her or him to last. Mercedes trembled beneath him as he slowly worked his cock. Puck went as slow as he could for several minutes. When Mercedes seemed to settle into the rhythm with him, he picked up a margin of speed.
Puck tried hard to avoid striking her cervix, but every once in a while he would and Mercedes would groan. As he picked up speed, he noticed a change in Mercedes's facial expression. The pleasure seemed to increase and even spike when Puck went deeper than he thought safe. Astonishment crept across his face. Soon she was moaning and little yips and yelps of pleasure seemed to rocket from her throat. He picked up a little more speed and Mercedes tightened her grip on his ass. She was still so tight to his cock it felt like a warm, wet velvet glove caressing his cock every time he pushed in. Puck pushed forward fucking her now at a normal pace.
"Oh, God," Mercedes said. "It feels wonderful. Fuck me, Puck. Fuck me please…God yes," she said.
Puck sped up and groaned himself from the incredible feelings. "Oh, god! Oh, god!" Mercedes screamed this time. "Fuck me, Puck. Harder. Please fuck me hard."
Puck rammed into her with little regard for the fact she was a virgin minutes earlier. His cock was in control now; his mind was a frenzy of sexual bliss. He'd cum soon and there was no way he wanted to stop it. Mercedes's words were igniting his passion even more, driving him on to release.
Fortunately he did not need to worry if she would make it because Mercedes was already there. For a while now, she had been meeting his thrusts and pushed up into them. Her brain had never known this kind of pleasure. The exquisite feels radiating from her clit had reached her brain and pushed it to overload. She bucked up against him one last time and froze stiff. Rockets burst in her head as her orgasm rocked her like an atomic bomb.
Puck continued to pump into her even as her orgasm rocked her, making her pussy muscles clench tightly. The feelings were beyond anything she had ever felt before. Time seemed to stand still as her climax bore through her. She barely came down when his consistent fucking drove her right over the edge again as she felt cock swelling and erupting into the condom.
Mercedes clung onto Puck's ass with a death grip, wanting him to never stop fucking her or her orgasm to end. But eventually, after he slowed down, she started to come back to reality. It took a bit for them both to recover and breathe more normally. Mercedes felt Puck pull back and his long, thick penis slide from her pussy. She watched as puck deftly removed the condom and tied the end into a knot before dropping it into her waste basket. Puck slid over next to her on the rumpled bed and looked at her. She turned her head to look at him. His hand came up to caress her left breast and nipple.
"How was your first time, 'Woman'," he emphasized the word Woman, with a waggle of his eyebrows.
"Oh, my god, Puck, it was the freaking hotness," Mercedes said. "The early part was painful when you broke my cherry but it's almost like that made it phenomenal. I came twice, one right after the other. They were the most incredible orgasms of my life."
"I'm glad you liked it," Puck said proudly.
"How was it for you?" Mercedes wanted to know.
"It was so fucking hot," he said. "Your pussy was so tight it felt perfect squeezing my dick."
"Oh, Puck, you filled me so damn full, you felt fucking huge inside me," she said.
They kissed passionately for several minutes as Puck continued to idly play with her tit.
When they broke the kiss, Mercedes asked, "How soon could we do it again?"
Puck smiled at her and said, "Let me go get cleaned up, I'll come back and play with those big pretty tits of yours, and we'll be able to go again in no time." They made love three more times that night, before Puck called a halt. Each time Mercedes found her release in the arms of her lover. "You won't be able to move tomorrow, if we go again." He said before he lifted her in his arms, much to her surprise, and carried her to the bathroom, a quick, hot, shower later and they curled around each other in her bed.
This was a new experience they shared together. Never before had Puck slept with a girl other than when his little sister had a nightmare; and the only boy Mercedes had ever shared a bed with was Kurt, who only technically counted as a male. They slept tangled together, Puck's hands, even in his sleep, roving over her lush form. He woke near dawn, his mouth suckling her nipple, and his fingers working furiously at her clit and pussy. Mercedes' screams of pleasure were actually what brought Puck out of his dreams of her.
Despite his good intentions, Puck's sleep addled mind and raging libido took over for him and he was pressing his fully engorged cock into Mercedes' throbbing, rolling, climaxing pussy before she came down from the heights of her orgasm. "Condom." Mercedes reminded him quickly. Puck rolled to the front of the bed and quickly fitted himself with a prophylactic before rejoining his girl and sheathing himself fully in her warmth.
"Goddamn, I'm gonna have to marry you, woman. Fuck if you don't feel even better all soft and sleepy." Puck moaned against Mercedes lips as he kissed her again and again. He moved his mouth to the sensitive skin behind her ear and laved and sucked the spot until it was tender and bruised. He smiled a satisfied smile against her skin as he heard her scream out his name yet again. "Gotta wait a while though, cause the second you say I do, I'm burning every condom we own. Gonna cum in your tight tiny little pussy every single day." He told her as he fucked her hard and fast to another screeching orgasm. "Maybe two, three times on my sabbath, and three or four times on yours."
"Fuck, Noah, are you trying to say you plan on keeping me knocked up?" Mercedes asked breathlessly. Puck pulled out of her and roughly turned her onto her stomach before entering her forcefully from behind. The scream of pleasure that ripped out of her brought a delighted smile to Puck's face.
"Hell no, my freaky little Mama. You can get on the pill, or the shot or whatever you want. But I'm not using condoms ever again once you are legally mine." He said before carefully grabbing her hair, and wrenching her head to the side, baring her neck. He thrust forward hard, and bit her neck just a touch harder. "Besides, if I want to knock your sexy ass up and keep you that way…I think you will let me. Know why? Cause you are a freaky little thing who likes it when I dominate you; and love it when I hurt you just right." He growled into her ear. Mercedes proved him correct by cumming so hard she dragged him into the abyss of bliss with her.
It took every ounce of determination within him to not immediately join Mercedes in sleep. He managed to get up, clean himself up and grab a super-hot wash cloth to press against her sore little pussy. He left the rag in place and snuggled back down to get some more sleep.
When they awoke the next morning and dressed for church, the young couple made an interesting discovery. Mercedes was only able to speak in the barest of whispers. A fact which filled Puck with a very masculine pride. However the same fact filled Mercedes with indignation. "You cannot be mad at me for doing something you TOLD me to do in the first place." Puck kept saying as they breakfasted and headed to the church.
Puck's first ever Methodist church attendance with Mercedes was a rousing success. He loved the choir and the music, and even the message which compared the old testament's eye for an eye with the new testament's turn the other cheek made him consider the Karofsky situation in a bit of a new light. He now understood why Mercedes was giving the idiot a chance to make things right. The two new lovers made it home and spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning Mercedes' room, washing her bedding and taking out the amassed trash. Then they cooked dinner, finishing just as the elder Jones pulled into the drive.
Always On Time
Mercedes PoV
"So did you two kids have a good time at church?" Fortitude Jones asked us after we were all settled at the table.
"It was so amazing. They sang this one song that funnily enough summed up the whole Jewish faith in one song. It was ummm. I can probably sing it…but the chorus was so long I'm not sure what the title was." Puck said excitedly. "And the rabbi- I mean preacher talked about how we should forgive people instead of getting even. Which explains why Mercedes is always so good about giving people second and third and fourth chances. It was crazy cool."
"I'm glad you liked it, Noah." My mom told him, barely keeping back a smile. "And, Mercy, how did you like Temple?"
"It was different than I expected. The Hebrew chanting was beautiful, but in an entirely different way than our hymns and songs. Plus, maybe I was having a Finn moment, but I thought that the Holy Spirit was an advent of Christianity, but I could feel it in the synagogue just like I feel it in our church." I said honestly.
Puck laughed. "Yeah, that was a Finn moment. What did you think was with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego in the Furnace, or Daniel in the lion's den?"
"God." I answered in a duh voice. And the four of us disintegrated into a theological discussion, which lasted so long Puck's mother called to ask him if he was staying over again. I walked him out to his truck where we said our good nights.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said kissing me half senseless. "I don't know how I'm going to sleep without you. One night and I'm hooked like Ashy Larry."
"I should never have introduced you to Chappelle show." I groaned leaning up for another kiss. "Damn, come on Puck…be bad. Can't you sneak back into my room or something?"
"Have you seen how far that tree is from your window?" He asked flabbergasted. "You know your dad is too fucking big to play with. Besides I respect him and your mom too much to pull some shit like that."
"I know." I whispered. "Night."
"Love you, Woman." He returned as he climbed into the cab of his truck.
"Love you too Puck." I said with a smile. I went inside as he drove off. To be confronted by my mother.
"Is there a reason you sound like you've been gargling with rusty knives?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
I know my face went up into flames. Thankfully they don't show through on me. "Umm, I may have said something ill-advised and Puck took it as a challenge." I responded, subconsciously parroting a response she had given to my Aunt Bethany one day when I was ten and Beth asked Momma why she was walking strangely.
Momma got one of those 'MOM' looks on her face, half my baby's all grown up, and half look at my little baby. "So you have good memories?" she prodded.
"The best any woman in the history of the world has ever had." I said with a goofy smile.
She enveloped me in a hug. "I'm so happy for you, dear. But watch out. Your dad is already saying that you seem different. Keep your hair down for a few days…maybe a week. You have a HUGE hickey on the back of your neck."
Its days like today, that make me wish I could actually die of embarrassment.
Half Crazy
Puck PoV
The next day was heaven and hell. I got less than no sleep the night before, and since we were in school there was no way to fulfill my feenin' for my woman. Then there was Santana making it worse. We'd barely gotten into the damn school good, before Santana caught a good look at me and Mercedes and somehow she knew.
"OH MY GOD! Wheezy got popped!" she shouted, before running over and dragging my woman off.
"'TANA, Keep your hands off…She's mine." I yelled after them. How the hell did I ever have sex with her? She's like my freaking lesbo twin. That's as incestuous as Blain and Berry hooking up at her 'life experiences' party last year. That memory made my head burn. I think I need brain bleach. I made my way to Mercedes' locker and waited for her there. Apparently the gossip grapevine here is just as freaking efficient as ever, before Santana even brought 'Cedes back to me, Quinn was stalking up the hallway looking pissed as hell.
She knocked me into the lockers like she was Finn big. "You better have made it better than good for her, Noah Puckerman. And you better have used a goddamned condom." She growled shaking a finger under my nose.
"Oh please, like you care what happens to Mercedes. After all she did for you, despite the way you treated her before I knocked you up, you barely say three words to her a day." I growled right back.
"No matter what you think, you just better make sure that you don't wreck her life. She would never give up her child and her life would be harder than it has to be with one." Quinn said giving me a stern look.
I gave her a hard look right back. "You are right; Mercedes would never give away our child. she and I would raise it together. Eventually we WILL raise children together, God willing. But, right now, you need to get up out my face. If you want to thank Mercedes for all she's done for you, you don't need to try to 'protect' her from me. You need to stop being a drama queen and be a fucking friend."
Apparently Queen Quinn didn't like what I had to say, 'cause she stormed off like someone lit a fire under her ass. I didn't even notice that Artie and Sam had come up beside me. "Whoa, so you really love her?" Sam asked.
"Yeah." I said. I didn't want to answer such a girly question but I didn't want to deny Mercedes either.
Sam gave me a huge smile. "That's good. She's a great girl. You make sure that you treat her right." He said before turning and walking away. I could tell by the slump of his shoulders that he wasn't quite as happy as he tried to seem.
"I'm glad for you Puck…Look at you; you've become a real boy." Artie teased. "Don't worry about Sam. He'll be ok. He just needs to find a girl as great as Mercedes. So maybe, he'll eventually be alright. I'm rooting for you bro…but if you hurt her…if you're playin' her; I will figure out some way to kill you. And really who's gonna believe that the dude in the wheelchair managed to kill the jock." The look I gave him made him laugh. "Don't worry I'll be real mad at her if she's playin' you…but I'm not gonna threaten her. Mercedes dad could break me in half."
"Shoot, forget Fort. Mercedes could break your scrawny ass in half." I joked. Artie and I shared a laugh and I couldn't help but thank the Lord that I'd found my way into glee and out of the hell I'd created for myself. And in that moment I knew exactly the song I wanted to do for Sectionals.
I barely made it through the day; Living for kisses and surreptitious gropes in between classes. But eventually it was time for show choir; thankfully we were close enough to sectionals to have moved into the three times a week practices. As soon as everyone was in their seats I stood up and grabbed my guitar. "Mr. Schue. I have the song Finn and I are gonna do for the male duet competition at Sectionals." I sat on the stool and began to sing. Every word ringing with the fact that I meant them with each and every fiber of my being.
"You Save Me" (Kenny Chesney)
Every now and then I get a little lost
My strings all get tangled, my wires all get crossed
Every now and then I'm right up on the edge
Dangling my toes out over the ledge
I just thank God you're here
This verse was all about how I used to be. The Puck who couldn't wait to fuck a new MILF every day of the summer, the one who collected panties from chickenheads, like they were solid gold trophies. But Mercedes made me start to change even when she and I were just together to increase our social ducketts.
'Cause when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun
'Cause when I'm a firecracker comin' undone
Or when I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy
No matter where my reckless soul takes me
Baby you save me
She saves me with her truth, her wisdom and her respect for herself and for me. She saves me simply by believing that I am worth saving.
It's hard lovin' a man that's got a gypsy soul
I don't know how you do it, I'm not sure how you know
The perfect thing to say to save me from myself
You're the angel that believes in me like nobody else
And I thank God you do
I'm still not sure how someone who seems to be so different from me can be more like me than anyone else I've ever known. She understands my thought and feelings even before I do. She gives me the space to get there myself, supporting me without smothering me.
'Cause when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun
When I'm a firecracker coming undone
When I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy
No matter where my reckless soul takes me
Baby you save me
I know I don't tell you nearly enough
That I couldn't live one day without your love
I refuse to let this be true. I will tell her each and every day. Not only that she saved me, but that she is beautiful and fierce and so fucking sexy it's all I can do not to drag her off like a cave man every moment of every day.
When I'm a ship tossed around on the waves
Up on a highwire that's ready to break
When I've had just about all I can take
Baby you, baby you save me
She's my net and hopefully I can be hers. I can show her that those doubts and insecurities she has are nothing in the face of my love for her, my desire for her.
When I'm a bullet shot out of a gun
When I'm a firecracker coming undone
When I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy
No matter where my reckless soul takes me
Baby you save me
I'd kept my eyes locked on Mercedes beautiful smile the entire time I was singing. When I finished she stood and walked over to me. This kiss she initiated and it was deeper than it looked to anyone else. She wiped tears I didn't even think I was capable of crying from my cheeks. We stood there wrapped up in each other, and I looked around finally seeing the faces of those around me.
Quinn was smiling at me like she finally believed that I would rather preform my own scrotum removal before I hurt this beautiful soul in my arms. Artie and Sam, those sensitive mofos were straight up weepy. Mike and Tina had been swaying with each other while I sang, and were now making out heavily. Finn was giving me his proud papa face. Which is the only face he makes that doesn't look confused. Santana had grabbed Brittany's hand and they both had tears rolling down their cheeks. Lauren was giving me her 'are you trying to make me show actual emotion' look. In other words she'd been touched too, but she sure as hell wasn't going to give us the satisfaction of knowing it. But I knew she was happy for me and Mercedes. She was the very first person to give me the 'hurt her and I'll fuck you up' speech. But she'd given it to Mercedes too, so she was all good in the hood. I didn't see Berry, though I know she'd been here when I started.
Mr. Schue was standing to the side, tears on his cheeks and yet he was smiling. His face was proud and his hands squeezing each other, like he'd had to stop himself from clapping or some shit. "Puck if you and Finn even do half that well on the duet. You guys are a lock for best male duet. That was amazing."
Finn and I went to work hammering out the rearrangement with Brad. While Mercedes and Tina argued, good naturedly over which song to do for their duet. Mr. Schue was trying, valiantly, to convince Santana and Brittany that the main group song needed to have a bit more of a message than Telephone or Teach 'em how to Dougie. Before I knew it I was dropping a kiss on Lil Mama's mouth and running to football practice.
Rachel PoV
I know that there were rumors flying around the school all day that Noah and Mercedes had consummated their relationship; but until that, performance, in glee I didn't believe it. I'm not even sure why I'm upset. I mean Mercedes is nice. But she isn't as attractive as I am. I'm no Quinn or Santana, but I know that I am much closer to beauty than Mercedes. I've been involved with Puck, he and I share a religious and cultural background. So why is he looking at her like she hung the moon? Why is she the one to turn him back from his playboy ways? Why am I never the girl who gets the guy? Finn is back with Quinn. Jessie called me the most selfish person he knew including himself, and moved to New York. And now Puck is talking about being with Mercedes in a forever type of love. What is so wrong with ME?
