Your pussy tastes like vanilla yogurt. I can't wait to eat it later!

Sam read over his text message one more time before hitting 'send'. Then he began counting. He was just reaching fifteen when he heard a cross between a snort, a cry and a laugh from the seat behind him, immediately followed by the sound of a phone crashing to the floor.

Mr Montague, their English teacher, immediately jerked his head up from the marking he was doing at his desk.

"Mercedes Jones. Bring your phone and leave it here. Don't make me put you in detention on the last day of school. None of us want to be here longer than we have to!"

Sam didn't move his head as heard the chair scrape behind him and his eyes lazily followed the curve of her ass as she walked to the front, desperately trying to switch off the phone before she reached the desk. Oh it would be so great to fuck her on the desk! After leaving it there, receiving the disappointed tut from their teacher, she returned to her seat. Sam letched openly at her tie-dyed multi purple shaded halter top which struggled to rein in her ample breasts. He'd have fun releasing those babies later. She refused to meet his eye as she walked the walk of shame back to her seat, focused only on reaching her desk. Sam sneakily hoped she was also thinking of things to do to him to make him beg for mercy for what he had done. He couldn't help it. He was in a playful mood.

School was ending and summer was starting. It should have been months of endless fun with his girlfriend - yes he was still struggling to come to terms with that label after Quinn - but his family situation had worsened and he had taken on a part time job at a pizzaria to help out. All this meant less time with Mercedes. And that did not sit well with him. He loved spending time with her. Sure, a huge heap of it was spent having phenomenal sex - the girl was the fastest and best learner he had ever come across - but they still enjoyed just hanging out like they did before. They even spent time babysitting together which was a massive help.

The kids loved her. It was her suggestion, after the class when his secret was revealed, to bring the kids with him to Glee. He was going to have to miss it due to babysitting after school but it was the perfect solution. Obviously it wasn't something he could do regularly but it gave the kids something different to do and they loved meeting his friends. And they had a great time together just having fun.

But today there were going be no kids. And today he planned on having himself some bootylicious fun...

As he inched his way slowly up her body as she shuddered her third climax. His punishment had been simple. To make her come three times with his mouth alone. She was really going to have to think of some harder tasks if she was going to truly challenge him. Although he was sure she probably had more than three. He was a generous guy like that. Besides, they all seemed to run into each other by the end. But there was no sense in leaving her too tired to be able to fuck him afterwards.

"Baby..."

"Hmmm..." She looked too exhausted to open her eyes but he still had something to prove.

"Open your mouth."

She didn't bother to argue back and he kissed her deeply, allowing her to taste what exactly it was that drove him so wild. "Can you taste it? Vanilla yoghurt." He reached down and dipped his fingers into her dripping core and coated her lips with it for her to lick off before assaulting her mouth again with his tongue.

She chuckled against his lips. "I don't know what your yoghurt tastes like down in Tennessee but-"

He stopped her mouth with another deep kiss. "Can you think of another alternative?"

"I don't know. I'll have to taste it agai- FUCK Sam!" He had spread her legs and entered her swiftly. "Give a girl some warning!"

"I thought i gave you plenty already" he moaned as they quickly settled into a rhythm. "Shit you just don't know what you do to me! We could do this all day every day and I still would't be able to get enough of you."

Of all the positions they had tried, Mercedes still loved it when he was on top. Something about feeling the weight of him on her and the ability to claw at his back. Plus she could reach to pull at his hair and dig her nails into his ass. Boring a position as it may have seemed, he didn't actually mind it either, enjoying the feel of sinking into her flesh and the softness of her breasts and thighs. But for him nothing beat doing her from behind. He quickened his pace as he thought about the feel of her ass against his hips and the sound of his balls slapping against her cheeks drove him off the pleasure scale. The way her ass quivered each time he hit is was a joy to behold and the way her walls clenched around him every time he slapped one of those cheeks- "SHIT!" He came hard. Luckily she had already come again. It never took her long when she was already sensitive but he hadn't thought that he would be so fast. This girl would be the death of him. Mercedes took everything he thought he knew about being with a girl and turned it on it's head.

She was becoming dangerously addictive in more ways than one.

Despite everything he was going to have his best summer ever with her.

The following week they were having a strangely domestic moment in her kitchen, making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for Stevie and Stacey when she brought up the question he had been dreading. He'd managed to deflect it to far, distracting her with kisses and more. But now he was caught with no way to distract her.

"So about this dating that's not dating thing that we're doing-"

Sam knew that she was looking at him but suddenly the jar of jelly had become really interesting.

"Sam? Are you listening to me?"

He dragged his eyes away from the jar and sighed as he turned to face her. He really didn't want to be having this conversation right now. They'd just spent the coolest morning with the kids and he didn't want to put a downer on it.

"Sure I am." But he turned back away from her and put more effort than was necessary into trying to scrape the dregs out of the bottom of the jar until her felt her hand over his and she took it away from him. He bent his head to kiss her but she shook her head, pushing him away and stepping back slightly.

"Not this time Sam. Every time you avoid the question it makes me feel more and more insecure." Her face looked so sad and his heart really did go out to her.

He reached out and pulled her back into his arms where he never failed to be surprised by how good she felt there. "Cedes, you're amazing, you're perfect and I am totally honored to be with you." He placed small kisses on the top of her head being careful not to mess her hair. "Being with you feels amazing and I don't want that to end. But I want to do this properly. I want to do us properly. My girl deserves more than just staying in and watching movies. I want to take my girl out and show her a good time. I want you on my arm at the movies and at Breadstix. I wanna make stupid holiday gestures to you." He moved his head to start trailing kisses down her cheek.

She looked up at him with her eyes wide. "Really?"

"Really. Look we're not stupid. We both know people gonna throw shit at us, but they're gonna throw even more shit if they think we're not in a proper dating relationship. I want to be able to say that I'm out with my girl and I'm proud. We have nothing to hide. They can all just take a flying fuck as far as I'm concerned. Our business is our business. And you, mizz Jones, are very much my business. And if it wasn't for the kids I'd be getting my business on with my girlfriend right now in this kitchen-" His lips locked onto hers and she let out a soft moan.

"Sammy?"

They pulled apart and resumed their original positions just in time to see Stacy walk in clutching her favorite bear by its left ear. "What's for lunch Sammy? I'm hungry and so is bear!"

He smiled and scooped her up in his arms, sitting her down on the counter so that she could see the huge pile of sandwiches they had made. Mercedes had done several types but Sam knew Stacey would only actually eat the peanut butter and jelly. "Lunch is about to be served! How about you help me by taking these plates through." He paced them in her hands and smiled at her as she walked carefully back out of the kitchen before immediately turning back to his girl. "Are we good?"

She shrugged but on her face was a smile. He'd take that for now. "We'd better raincheck our kitchen activity for another time. You'll never see this counter the same way again by the time I've finished with you!" He didn't have to turn his head to see what kind of expression was on her face. He simply grabbed the plate of sandwiches and headed off behind Stacy before he lost control. Mercedes always had him going from zero to full throttle faster than a sports car!

But hot and bothered wasn't going to go away this particular afternoon. Mercedes kept licking her lips and making eyes at him after every bite of her sandwich and smirked obscenely when he'd had to put a cushion over his lap. There were kids in the room for fuck sake! Luckily he couldn't touch her. All four of them were on the couch and the kids were being all cockblocky sitting in the middle of them.

Stevie's head was back and he was emitting small snores in his post lunch snooze. Stacey had her head on Mercedes' lap, thumb in mouth, eyes drooping in front of the screen while his girl played with her hair. It was in his hair that her hands to be. And not just playing but looping and tugging.

That should be my hair in your fingers!

He watched her fish out her phone from her pocket, read the message, smile, then start typing without looking at him.

Why? She's much cuter!

He let out a sound of mock horror.

That's not what you were saying the last time you were on this couch! ;)

She was biting her lip now.

I don't think I had the ability to form words last time we were on this couch… ;p

His jeans were getting seriously uncomfortable.

You were too busy demonstrating other abilities o.O

He could see her blush even from a distance.

I thought we were going to break the sofa!

I nearly broke my back!

It's a good job leather can be wiped down afterwards!

He took a chance.

Juicy bitch!

Finally she moved her head and shot him a look that went straight to his cock.

You have no idea how wet I am. If it wasn't for the kids I'd slip 2 fingers… O.o

My cock is about to unzip these jeans…

Is Stacey asleep? I can't see her face without moving

Drifting. Give it 5 and meet me upstairs ;)

And why would I want to do that?

I've got a friend I want to introduce you to ;) ;)

Will I like him?

You'll love him. He's desperate to meet you

Tell me about him

He's a big guy. And thick. But that's a good thing not a bad thing :P

Sam moved the cushion and stood, making sure she had a good view of the bulge in his jeans before heading up the stairs. His phone went before he had reached the top of the stairs.

Is he gentle?

He can be. But today he's feeling rough.

He could only begin to imagine what torture she was going through downstairs.

Sounds like someone I really want to meet!

That's what I thought

Make sure you're naked

Already am

I need you inside me

I'll fuck your brains out

Make me scream!

We'll have to be quiet

"I'll do my best!" She was already there at the door looking all hot and bothered as she locked it behind her.

By the time she had made her way over, the phone had slipped out of his fingers and he had rolled on the condom. She leaped on top of him and had him pinned to the bed, ravaging his mouth and tongue. But was not how it was going to roll today. Using brute force, he rolled them over and had her pinned on her back, wasting no time by bunching her dress around her waist and shoving her panties to the side as he began thrusting into her. She hadn't been lying about being wet, she was practically overflowing already.

If this was only going to be a quickie, he would have to put his all into it. He suddenly pulled out, ignoring her whine of frustration and pulled her harshly towards the edge of the bed by her ankles. Her dress bunched even higher around her and he put one of his legs on the ground and bent it slightly in order to get greater leverage.

He looked into her eyes. "Promise you won't scream?" She nodded but he didn't believe her. He placed one of her legs over his shoulder and put one of his hands flat on the bed next to her head for balance. The other arm he used to hold her legs wide open while deciding to clamp that hand over her mouth anyway before thrusting back into her as hard as he could.

Good call! She was screaming into his hand. He bit down on her covers to keep himself quiet. If they woke the kids up with their noise all kinds of shit would hit the fan. And the sound of their bodies fucking so hard was already loud enough. She was clawing wildly at him, making it hard to keep his hand over her mouth. He could feel sweat starting to pour down his back but he continued to pound into her relentlessly, aggressively, deeply satisfyingly. The rhythmic squeals and grunts muffled by his hand let him know he was hitting all the right spots. They would only be able to go one round today and he was going to leave Mercedes feeling that she had been well and truly fucked.

She came first, her body stiffening and arching, clamping and damn near pushing him out if he wasn't pumping so hard. She was still coming when his own release hit, equally as violently but he kept pumping through that too. It was as if his hips needed to grind to a halt rather than stop suddenly.

Finally he collapsed back on top of her and rolled them onto their sides so that they could catch their breath. Mercedes was still so far gone that she was quivering. He watched her in amused silence as she came down from her high.

"Wow!" Was her first word.

"Yeah!"

"Sam I don't think I'll be able to even close my legs for a bit!"

He laughed and tickled the tip of her nose. "I don't think I can stand yet either."

She groaned and put her hands over her face. "We are such bad babysitters. What if the kids woke up? What if they heard?"

He linked her hand in his and smiled. "Firstly, those kids sleep like the dead. Secondly, we live in a motel with thin walls. I suspect there's nothing they haven't heard by now. Especially with a pimp next door. And thirdly, I don't regret a second of what we just did. I just wish I didn't have to go to work so that I could love on you properly. You deserve much more than quickies while we babysit Mercedes. One day I'm going to take you somewhere romantic. We're going to make it special."

And he honestly meant it.

And that was the point that Sam knew he had grown a fucking vagina over this girl.