Brittany's guide to baby making
Title: Brittany's guide to baby making
Paring: Brittana
Rating: Nc-17
Sumary: Brittany wants a baby. What Brittany wants, Brittany gets.
Warning: G!P. Santana
A/N: I own nothing
“Is not that I don’t appreciate a little spontaneity every now and then, but I’m a little confused as to why we’re here….at the teen make out spot…in the back seat of your car…aren’t we a little old for that?” Asked a confused brunette.
“Since we decided to have a baby I’ve been thinking of ways to make sure it happens fast…so I thought ‘what do I know about getting preggers?’….Quinn went all Juno when Puck got her drunk on wine coolers back in high school, so I figured that’s the way it goes.”
“Britt…”
“Here, I brought my old cheerios uniform and Puck let me borough his football uniform.” She said excitedly handing Santana Puck’s clothes and starting to strip to put on her uniform.
“Brittany….I don’t think this is necessary…can’t we just go home and you know….do it normally?”
The blonde stopped what she was doing and looked tearfully to the Latina. “You don’t wanna have a baby?” Pouting.
“What? No!...I mean Yes, I want to have a baby…I just don’t think we need….” There were tears running down the blonde’s cheeks now. “Give me the wine coolers” Giving up.
“Yay!” The now smiling blonde threw herself at Santana hugging her tight. They got dressed quickly and started sipping on the beverage.
“You forgot this” Said Brittany holding Puck’s athletic cup.
“Put that down!...No way….there’s no way that thing is going nowhere near my junk….it’s crawling with diseases” Looking disgusted. “Why is that even in here?”
“He said it was his lucky cup….we could use luck” Looking confused.
“No Brittany”
“Ok…” With a sigh. “Are you drunk enough?”
Looking down at herself in Puck’s letterman jacket. ‘There is not enough booze in the world’
“Yeah sure B, I’m drunk let’s make a baby’
“Yay” Clapping excitedly and downing the last of her bottle.
Brittany wasted no time straddling Santana’s lap and kissing her passionately. Tongues fought for dominance while the brunette’s hands squeezed Brittany’s ass under her short cheerios skirt. The blonde’s hands were tangled in the Latina’s hair, massaging her scalp. Santana started to trail kisses down the dancer’s jaw and neck, nipping and sucking on the most sensitive spots making her moan and grind her hips to the growing bulge in the brunette’s pants. Santana’s left hand started to make it’s way to the blonde’s front, under her shirt, touching her hard abs and making it’s way up only to be stopped by Britt’s hand.
“Under the shirt, over the bra” She said with a serious face. “And then we pray.”
“WHAT?”
“I’m pretty sure this is how it went….So clothes on, I’ll be keeping an eye on those hands, so no funny business, ….you have two and a half minutes, then we pray for ours sins.”
“B that’s not…”
“YOU WILL PRAY FOR THE BABY!”
“Oookkkkaaayyy….we’ll do it Q’s way……just…..you know…. don’t call me Puck or I’m out of here” Scared.
“Sure babe” Smiling sweetly. Looking down she noticed Santana’s erection was gone.
“That wasn’t in the plan” Looking upset.
“Yes…the plan…” Disturbed. “that’s what happens when you yell at me.”
“hum…I’ll fix it”.
Britt took Santana’s cock from out of her pants and began to slowly jerk it of, running her thumbs over the opening in the tip, making the Latina moan and pull her for another hot and slow kiss. When she was hard again, Santana reached under the blonde’s skirt, pushing her spanks and panties aside, running her fingers over her wetness and rubbing her clit.
“Hum babe you’re so wet….so smooth….is this all for me? …you want my big cock in you?....hum?....say it” Teasing her opening with the tip of a finger.
“ugh San…huuumm….please San”
“Say it ….what do you want?”
“Ahh….please San ….I want…I need you cock inside me…..please San”
“you promise you’ll be a good girl and ride it good?” Pushing her middle finger in all the way only to pull it out and stop touching her at all.
“Saann….please I promise I’ll ride you so fucking gooOOOHHH” Santana shoved her entire cock inside her without warning and began a hard and fast rhythm that had the blonde hitting the top of her head to the car ceiling.
“Fuck Saannn….ohh” Brittany moaned arching her back until she was reclining on the back of the front seats. Santana kept pounding into her at a deliciously furious pace. She tightened her grip on the blonde’s hips, pulling her to meet each trust.
“you like that? Hum? ….You like me taking you hard and fast? ….You like feeling my cock pounding in your pussy?” she groaned.
“ahnn…” whimpering .
“Say it”
“I love…*gasp* when you take me hard baby…please” she moaned
“Is it hurting a little bit?....hum?....You like a little pain with your fucking? She grunted.
“But it hurts so good San…so good…aahhh…aahh….so close”
“That’s too bad baby cause your two minutes is up” Santana said with a wicked grin on her face.
“Noooo….nooo…..S….please….don’t stop….don’t” She said desperate.
The Latina stopped her hips. “well then I guess you’re gonna have to work for it….you did promise to be a good girl and ride it good.” A evil smirk in her face.
Putting her hands on Santana’s shoulders for balance she began to rock her hips up and down, impaling herself on her hard cock.
“You’re evil…”
“You like it when I’m evil” She responded with a wider grin.
“You’re lucky”
Santana took the opportunity to slip her hand under the girl’s shirt and bra and play with her right nipple.
“But the plan…” Moaning.
“Should I stop?”
“…nooo…….but we will still pray” Pouting.
“Ok” She said as she pinched the nipple. She could feel herself getting closer so with her other hand she reached under the dancers skirt and panties starting a circular massage on the girl’s clit.
“Ughh….britt…so tigh….”
“San…so close babe …so close…OOOOhhh…..Oohhhh…AAhhhhh..Ah..AAhhh” A well timed pinch to her clit was all it took to send the blond over the edge. Her inner walls squeezing Santana’s cock making her spill her cum deep inside her.
“Humm…B…fuck….you’re good”
Still breathing hard Brittany made to dismount only to be stopped by Santana. “Wait babe it’s gonna spill like this. Here let’s lie down first.” They moved together carefully to avoid Santana from slipping out until the blond was on her back with the Latina on top still inside. As Santana was about to pull out she felt Brittany squeezing her inner walls, massaging her cock.
“What are you doing?” She asked felling herself starting to grow hard again.
“We should go another round…you know …to make sure” Clenching rhythmically around Santana’s dick.
“This is new…were did it… came from?” Gasping.
“You mean this?” squeezing extra hard.
“Fuck yeah that.” moaning.
“There was a pamphlet on Quinn and Rachel’s kitchen counter last month, I’ve been practicing the exercises.”
“Well…fuck…it’s paying off.” Santana slowly began to lift Brittany’s hips, placing both hands under her ass, holding her hips on an elevated position and getting on her knees, without pulling out. Brittany put her legs on top of the back and the front seats, spreading then and helping hold her weight. The brunette started a slow rhythm pulling out till just the head of her glistening cock was inside her girlfriend and pushing in all the way just as slowly.
As time passed the only sounds in the car were the heavy breathing and the wet sound of Santana’s cum covered cock sliding in and out. Both were going insane at the pace. Looking down Santana could see Brittany’s red swollen pussy opening to take her cock over and over again, her clit distended to it’s full size peaking out of it’s hood.
“Please San…please …I can’t take it anymore….please make me come…please”
Feeling like it was finally enough Santana brought her thumb to the blonde’s clit flicking it a few times. Brittany’s eyes closed as she felt wave after wave of hot pleasure travel her body making muscles spasms, her toes curl and yelling Santana’s name.
Feeling and hearing her girl cum was enough to make the Latina go over the edge as well, squirting her warm white cum deep inside her pussy.
“Fuck” she groaned. “That was great”
After a moment to recover, she, carefully not to spill anything, pulled out and laid Brittany’s hips back on the seat. The blonde could feel her pussy so filled with cum start to spill a little between her ass cheeks but figured it was ok, they had enough as it was.
“I think it’s going to work” she said with a sleepy smile.
“Probably…but if it doesn’t…we can always keep on trying…you know they do say practice makes perfect” Said the satisfied looking Latina.
“You’re right….next month is the high school’s prom, we could go do it in the dumpster.” She said proud of her plan.
“What? …Why?” Looking more confused then ever.
“You know…so we can have a prom night dumpster baby” Looking like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Santana could feel the beginnings of a headache. “Britt that’s not what it means, it…you know what…” Giving up. “Sure…you, me and the dumpster why not?” ‘I’m already dressed as Puckerman reenacting his and Tubber’s pervy little tryst, it can’t get any lower than this.”
“Great!!...Now start praying.”
Paring: Brittana
Rating: Nc-17
Sumary: Brittany wants a baby. What Brittany wants, Brittany gets.
Warning: G!P. Santana
A/N: I own nothing
“Is not that I don’t appreciate a little spontaneity every now and then, but I’m a little confused as to why we’re here….at the teen make out spot…in the back seat of your car…aren’t we a little old for that?” Asked a confused brunette.
“Since we decided to have a baby I’ve been thinking of ways to make sure it happens fast…so I thought ‘what do I know about getting preggers?’….Quinn went all Juno when Puck got her drunk on wine coolers back in high school, so I figured that’s the way it goes.”
“Britt…”
“Here, I brought my old cheerios uniform and Puck let me borough his football uniform.” She said excitedly handing Santana Puck’s clothes and starting to strip to put on her uniform.
“Brittany….I don’t think this is necessary…can’t we just go home and you know….do it normally?”
The blonde stopped what she was doing and looked tearfully to the Latina. “You don’t wanna have a baby?” Pouting.
“What? No!...I mean Yes, I want to have a baby…I just don’t think we need….” There were tears running down the blonde’s cheeks now. “Give me the wine coolers” Giving up.
“Yay!” The now smiling blonde threw herself at Santana hugging her tight. They got dressed quickly and started sipping on the beverage.
“You forgot this” Said Brittany holding Puck’s athletic cup.
“Put that down!...No way….there’s no way that thing is going nowhere near my junk….it’s crawling with diseases” Looking disgusted. “Why is that even in here?”
“He said it was his lucky cup….we could use luck” Looking confused.
“No Brittany”
“Ok…” With a sigh. “Are you drunk enough?”
Looking down at herself in Puck’s letterman jacket. ‘There is not enough booze in the world’
“Yeah sure B, I’m drunk let’s make a baby’
“Yay” Clapping excitedly and downing the last of her bottle.
Brittany wasted no time straddling Santana’s lap and kissing her passionately. Tongues fought for dominance while the brunette’s hands squeezed Brittany’s ass under her short cheerios skirt. The blonde’s hands were tangled in the Latina’s hair, massaging her scalp. Santana started to trail kisses down the dancer’s jaw and neck, nipping and sucking on the most sensitive spots making her moan and grind her hips to the growing bulge in the brunette’s pants. Santana’s left hand started to make it’s way to the blonde’s front, under her shirt, touching her hard abs and making it’s way up only to be stopped by Britt’s hand.
“Under the shirt, over the bra” She said with a serious face. “And then we pray.”
“WHAT?”
“I’m pretty sure this is how it went….So clothes on, I’ll be keeping an eye on those hands, so no funny business, ….you have two and a half minutes, then we pray for ours sins.”
“B that’s not…”
“YOU WILL PRAY FOR THE BABY!”
“Oookkkkaaayyy….we’ll do it Q’s way……just…..you know…. don’t call me Puck or I’m out of here” Scared.
“Sure babe” Smiling sweetly. Looking down she noticed Santana’s erection was gone.
“That wasn’t in the plan” Looking upset.
“Yes…the plan…” Disturbed. “that’s what happens when you yell at me.”
“hum…I’ll fix it”.
Britt took Santana’s cock from out of her pants and began to slowly jerk it of, running her thumbs over the opening in the tip, making the Latina moan and pull her for another hot and slow kiss. When she was hard again, Santana reached under the blonde’s skirt, pushing her spanks and panties aside, running her fingers over her wetness and rubbing her clit.
“Hum babe you’re so wet….so smooth….is this all for me? …you want my big cock in you?....hum?....say it” Teasing her opening with the tip of a finger.
“ugh San…huuumm….please San”
“Say it ….what do you want?”
“Ahh….please San ….I want…I need you cock inside me…..please San”
“you promise you’ll be a good girl and ride it good?” Pushing her middle finger in all the way only to pull it out and stop touching her at all.
“Saann….please I promise I’ll ride you so fucking gooOOOHHH” Santana shoved her entire cock inside her without warning and began a hard and fast rhythm that had the blonde hitting the top of her head to the car ceiling.
“Fuck Saannn….ohh” Brittany moaned arching her back until she was reclining on the back of the front seats. Santana kept pounding into her at a deliciously furious pace. She tightened her grip on the blonde’s hips, pulling her to meet each trust.
“you like that? Hum? ….You like me taking you hard and fast? ….You like feeling my cock pounding in your pussy?” she groaned.
“ahnn…” whimpering .
“Say it”
“I love…*gasp* when you take me hard baby…please” she moaned
“Is it hurting a little bit?....hum?....You like a little pain with your fucking? She grunted.
“But it hurts so good San…so good…aahhh…aahh….so close”
“That’s too bad baby cause your two minutes is up” Santana said with a wicked grin on her face.
“Noooo….nooo…..S….please….don’t stop….don’t” She said desperate.
The Latina stopped her hips. “well then I guess you’re gonna have to work for it….you did promise to be a good girl and ride it good.” A evil smirk in her face.
Putting her hands on Santana’s shoulders for balance she began to rock her hips up and down, impaling herself on her hard cock.
“You’re evil…”
“You like it when I’m evil” She responded with a wider grin.
“You’re lucky”
Santana took the opportunity to slip her hand under the girl’s shirt and bra and play with her right nipple.
“But the plan…” Moaning.
“Should I stop?”
“…nooo…….but we will still pray” Pouting.
“Ok” She said as she pinched the nipple. She could feel herself getting closer so with her other hand she reached under the dancers skirt and panties starting a circular massage on the girl’s clit.
“Ughh….britt…so tigh….”
“San…so close babe …so close…OOOOhhh…..Oohhhh…AAhhhhh..Ah..AAhhh” A well timed pinch to her clit was all it took to send the blond over the edge. Her inner walls squeezing Santana’s cock making her spill her cum deep inside her.
“Humm…B…fuck….you’re good”
Still breathing hard Brittany made to dismount only to be stopped by Santana. “Wait babe it’s gonna spill like this. Here let’s lie down first.” They moved together carefully to avoid Santana from slipping out until the blond was on her back with the Latina on top still inside. As Santana was about to pull out she felt Brittany squeezing her inner walls, massaging her cock.
“What are you doing?” She asked felling herself starting to grow hard again.
“We should go another round…you know …to make sure” Clenching rhythmically around Santana’s dick.
“This is new…were did it… came from?” Gasping.
“You mean this?” squeezing extra hard.
“Fuck yeah that.” moaning.
“There was a pamphlet on Quinn and Rachel’s kitchen counter last month, I’ve been practicing the exercises.”
“Well…fuck…it’s paying off.” Santana slowly began to lift Brittany’s hips, placing both hands under her ass, holding her hips on an elevated position and getting on her knees, without pulling out. Brittany put her legs on top of the back and the front seats, spreading then and helping hold her weight. The brunette started a slow rhythm pulling out till just the head of her glistening cock was inside her girlfriend and pushing in all the way just as slowly.
As time passed the only sounds in the car were the heavy breathing and the wet sound of Santana’s cum covered cock sliding in and out. Both were going insane at the pace. Looking down Santana could see Brittany’s red swollen pussy opening to take her cock over and over again, her clit distended to it’s full size peaking out of it’s hood.
“Please San…please …I can’t take it anymore….please make me come…please”
Feeling like it was finally enough Santana brought her thumb to the blonde’s clit flicking it a few times. Brittany’s eyes closed as she felt wave after wave of hot pleasure travel her body making muscles spasms, her toes curl and yelling Santana’s name.
Feeling and hearing her girl cum was enough to make the Latina go over the edge as well, squirting her warm white cum deep inside her pussy.
“Fuck” she groaned. “That was great”
After a moment to recover, she, carefully not to spill anything, pulled out and laid Brittany’s hips back on the seat. The blonde could feel her pussy so filled with cum start to spill a little between her ass cheeks but figured it was ok, they had enough as it was.
“I think it’s going to work” she said with a sleepy smile.
“Probably…but if it doesn’t…we can always keep on trying…you know they do say practice makes perfect” Said the satisfied looking Latina.
“You’re right….next month is the high school’s prom, we could go do it in the dumpster.” She said proud of her plan.
“What? …Why?” Looking more confused then ever.
“You know…so we can have a prom night dumpster baby” Looking like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Santana could feel the beginnings of a headache. “Britt that’s not what it means, it…you know what…” Giving up. “Sure…you, me and the dumpster why not?” ‘I’m already dressed as Puckerman reenacting his and Tubber’s pervy little tryst, it can’t get any lower than this.”
“Great!!...Now start praying.”