“Easy, baby, just exploring and clarifying things,” he said as he pressed a palm up over her breast as he used his fingers from his other hand to undo her bra.
“About the liking to have control part you asked about,” Kurt told her, and she thought she might pass out she was so aroused.
Warner lifted her top, revealing her full, round breasts to him and his brothers.
“Sweet Jesus, Mercedes. Where you been hiding those, baby?” Taylor teased then ran the palm of his free hand down over her shoulder and to a breast. Kurt cupped the other one as Taylor played with the nipple and remained holding her arm above her head.
She wiggled her hips and shook and nearly screamed it was torturous.
“Please. Oh God, you guys are too much. Too wild,” she said to them.
“You bring it out in us, baby,” Warner whispered as he blew warm breath against her left nipple as Taylor held part of it forward for his brother like an offering.
As Warner stuck out his tongue, Taylor released her breasts and Warner suckled the nipple. She watched his cheeks cave in and then go back to normal. He twirled his tongue around her breast as Kurt released her other breast and Warner cupped it and massaged it.
Having all three men touch her like this at once was overwhelming, arousing, so damn wild she started not to care about anything but letting go and giving in.
It was overwhelming and she felt her pussy clench then release a small bit of cream.
“Warner, please. Oh God that feels so good,” she said and tilted her head back. When she lifted her hips, Kurt reached down and pressed his hand under the elastic of her shorts. Before she could react his fingers stroked up into her wet cunt.
She lost it.
“Oh. My. God,” she said and she came.
* * * *
Kurt couldn’t believe it. One touch, a few pulls on her nipples, and a finger to her cunt, and Mercedes was practically shooting up off the bed.
He nodded toward Taylor to hold her hands above her head and he did as Kurt began to push her panties and shorts down.
“No, wait. Oh God please,” she said, sounding scared.
She wiggled and tried pulling her hands down.
“Oh God we can’t. You can’t. I’m not ready. I don’t really know you that well. I mean it feels great and oh God, we have to stop.” She carried on, making Taylor chuckle.
“It’s okay, Mercedes. We just want to make you feel good and explore this sexy body,” Taylor told her as he lifted her wrists, bent over, and kissed them.
“But I—what are you going to do?” she asked, sounding so innocent.
“Well I know what I want to do. I want to taste your sweet cream and make you come. You are going to look sexy and beautiful when you come. I just know it,” Kurt said as he eased her panties and shorts down and off of her.
Warner reached over and caressed her inner thigh. She shook and looked so scared.
She locked gazes with Kurt.
“You’re safe, and you belong to me and my brothers. We want to explore what’s ours,” he told her then leaned up and kissed her deeply. When he felt her relax a little he pulled back and slowly slid toward the bottom of the bed as Warner kissed her next. When he was done, Kurt pressed her legs apart, stared at her perfectly manicured pussy, and licked his lips.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” he said then eased down over her pussy. He used his tongue and lips to arouse her, to get her to relax and just let go. Here and there he added a digit or two and drew out soft purrs and then moans of pleasure from her.
She tasted so good, smelled delicious, and then he felt her rock her hips.
“That’s right, baby. Just let go and let us have all of you,” Warner said, cupping her breast and pinching the nipple.
She looked like a goddess spread out before them. Taylor held her arms above her head and suckled her inner wrists against the sensitive spot. Warner was feasting on her breasts while Kurt thrust fingers in and out of her pussy until she moaned a release. Her cream poured from her cunt and he fell between her thighs and licked and suckled what he could.
“Sweet mother you’re so damn responsive. Fuck, you got my dick so hard,” Kurt told her, pulling away from her pussy, lips moist from her cream, and she gasped. Her hazel eyes grew wide as saucers as she stared at Kurt. She closed her thighs, locking Kurt, Taylor, and Warner out.