A Better Kiss, A Hotter Touch, A Better Fuck
Quinn hated her, at least so she had thought. But recently, she had been spending much of her time thinking about Rachel Berry. Thinking about how soft her hair probably was, how smooth her skin looked, and how fucking great her legs looked under her barely long enough skirts. When she was alone, she would let her thoughts wander farther. She would think of how Rachel looked in her bikini top and sarong at the pool party last summer, her breasts bulging ever so slightly over the fabric, much to the distraction of Quinn. She would imagine Rachel in nothing but underwear and her knee socks, laying on the bed, sighing as Quinn explored her skin with her lips.
Quinn sighed as the images swam though her brain, she laid back on her pillows and muttered over and over to herself “No Quinn, you hate her. No Quinn, you HATE her. NO, Quinn you hate her” to no avail. The image of Rachel gripping the sheets and arching her body while Quinn's head was between her legs was too much. “Fuck.” Quinn said as she pictured Rachel coming, she could almost hear the other girl moaning in her mind. She couldn't take it anymore, and slid off the bed to slip off all her clothes except her bra and undies. She was going to take this slow, teasing herself as she so wanted to tease Rachel.
She lay back on her bed began to let her hands wander. They slid over the smooth skin of her stomach, trailed across her hips, and over her inner thigh. She moved back up her body, one hand gently palming her breast over her white lace bra. She leaned forward and removed her bra, pinching her nipples lightly and hissing at the sensation. She laid back again, pinching her nipples harder and grasping her breasts. One hand still firmly on her breast, she slid her right hand down her stomach and over her pink cotton undies. She slid her finger over her pussy, gasping at the sensation and how wet she was.
She took her underwear off hurriedly, not wanting to ruin them. She was now completely naked, her hips arching slightly in frustration as she returned to rubbing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She continued this until she actually ached for release. She placed her finger over her clit, rubbing over the slick bundle of nerves, moaning loudly into her pillow at the contact. She pushed a finger into herself, letting her thumb brush against her clit. She moaned and cursed as she slid in another finger. She felt herself starting to come and slowed. She wasn't going to let herself go that easily.
She opened her bedside drawer and took out a black velvet bag, out of the bag, she pulled a purple rabbit vibrator. She turned it to the lowest setting, knelt down, and lowered herself onto it. She gasped as it filled her, the rabbit ears humming against her clit. She fucked herself down on it hard, moaning loudly as she started to come. She tossed her head back and let her orgasm rip through her. She slumped over as she removed the vibrator, curling up and panting, fully satiated and sleepy. She dreamed of Rachel, tasting her, kissing her, fucking her.
She finally decided how to get her alone. She would ask her for vocal help after Glee club on Friday. It went as easy as she expected, Rachel eagerly agreeing. They sat down on the piano bench, and Rachel started her on a few vocal exercises that Quinn sailed through with ease. She grabbed Rachel's hand and pulled it away form the piano, holding it for a minute as she looked into her bright eyes. Quinn moved in closer, watching carefully for Rachel's response, she didn't shy away. Quinn closed the distance between them, holding Rachel, and kissing her gently. She pulled away to gauge Rachel's reaction, only to be surprised by Rachel grabbing her and kissing her back. Quinn groaned softly in her mouth as Rachel's tongue slid against hers. Quinn's hands grasped Rachel's hips, pulling her in as close as possible, needing their bodies to be as close as possible. They kissed each other hungrily, and Quinn slid her hand up to Rachel's breast, the smaller girl gasped at the sensation but didn't stop her. Quinn smiled against Rachel's lips as she leaned her chest forward into Quinn's hand. Quinn helped Rachel shrug out of her cardigan and they returned to kissing, and Quinn resumed her groping of Rachel's breast. It wasn't long before Rachel's dress was removed and Quinn was struck by the way her white bra and undies looked against her tanned skin. Rachel swore she heard Quinn growl as she quickly removed her own clothing and shoved her hard against the piano and kissed and nipped at her neck.
Quinn unhooked Rachel's bra and went right to work at pinching her nipples and making Rachel shudder. She kissed a line down Rachel's neck and flicked her tongue across one of her nipples. Rachel moaned softly and Quinn lowered her mouth around Rachel's breast, swirling her tongue around her nipple and sucking lightly. Rachel leaned back against the piano and moaned. Quinn slid a hand down Rachel's body, cupping her pussy over her underwear. Feeling how wet she was made Quinn groan, and she felt herself start soaking her own underwear. She rubbed Rachel through the cotton, loving the way the other girl moaned loudly and jerked her hips forward. Quinn pushed her hand past the waistband of Rachel's underwear, and circled her fingers over Rachel's soaking clit. Rachel's hips jerked harder and she moaned even louder, Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand and guided to her own breast, grateful for the contact and moaning gently as Rachel squeezed gently. When Rachel's lips finally made their way to Quinn's breast, Quinn slid a finger into Rachel, feeling the stretch of muscles and the tight heat. She pulled Rachel's face away from her breast, and kissed her forcefully, slipping another finger into her. She pulled Rachel's underwear away, and her own, and lifted Rachel up on top of the piano. Quinn kissed every bit of skin that she could get to, nipping at Rachel's hip bones, and licking at her inner thighs. Rachel was aching, she needed to come. Quinn finally slid her tongue over Rachel's pussy, over her lips and entrance, up to her clit. She flicked her tongue over her clit, slid one hand up Rachel's body to her breast, and began to finger her with the other hand. She licked and sucked at Rachel's clit, knowing the she had to be near the edge.
“Oh God, Quinn I'm going to … OH!”
Rachel exclaimed loudly right as he orgasm hit her, her body arched up, and she let out a loud, resounding moan. Quinn removed her fingers from Rachel, and licked the before placing them firmly against her own clit and rubbing hard. She was so close already, and all it took was a few quick circles and she was coming hard. White flashed across her vision and she rested her head against Rachel's thigh,both of them panting.
When they had recovered, they both got dressed in silence, and when Quinn went to leave, Rachel called after her.
“Quinn! Same time next week? Maybe I can take care of you?”
Quinn nodded jerkily and rushed out the door, hurrying home to her bedroom.