Fic: Turn My Swag On (4c/4) Rachel/Brittany/Quinn/Santana NC17
Title: Turn My Swag On (4c/4)
Author: meremortal2k5
Pairing:Rachel/Brittany,Rachel/Santana,Rachel/Quinn, Rachel/Brittany/Santana/Quinn
Rating: NC17
Length: 18000+ (in total)
Spoilers: All of season1 just to be safe
Summary: Totally AU PWP. This was supposed to be the last part, but it’s running away with me and I had to split it again. I just can’t seem to stop them from getting it on. I have already written the end, I’m just trying to get them there without it being rushed.
Rachel really didn’t know whose name to call out as she came. Brittany, her girlfriend, was kissing her and playing with her breasts. Quinn was beneath her. She had two fingers pressed as deeply inside of Rachel as she could get, and Santana was sitting only inches away, gliding a vibrator over her pussy as she watched the three of them. She wanted to call out all of their names, and even as she came, she was still coherent enough to realise that that wasn’t exactly feasible.
It was Brittany’s words that had finally sent her over the edge, not the extremely sexy sight of the Latina’s wet core, not hands tweaking her nipples and not the feel of long fingers inside of her, though all that did help get her to the point of climax.
“Do you still think it’s too soon for Quinn if we break out the strap-on?”
All Rachel could do was shudder violently against the two blondes, one behind her and the other beneath and in front. Every single muscle went into spasm at the thought of Quinn Fabray being fucked by one of them. She jerked her hips roughly against Quinn’s hand, panting heavily as she pressed her face into the crook of Quinn’s neck, biting down on her bottom lip. “Oh … my.” She gasped.
Quinn wrapped her arms around the girl straddling her. She held her close, stroking her back as Brittany ran her fingers through long brown hair, pulling it away from Rachel’s sweaty face.
“What do you say, Quinn?” Brittany tilted her head as she spoke to the other blonde. “Do you think you’re ready? Rachel really seems to like the idea.” She smirked at the aftershock that made her girlfriend shudder.
“I … I don’t know guys.” Quinn flicked her gaze towards the sparkly blue vibrator that Santana was still teasing herself with. “I don’t think that something … that big …”
“This?” Santana pulled the blue rubber toy away from herself and frowned as she looked at it. The toy was only five and a half inches at most but it was thick. “Puck’s bigger than this.”
“It’s been so long,” Quinn blushed fiercely. “And most of what I remember is it hurting.”
Rachel lifted her head from the blonde’s shoulder. Her forehead furrowed in contempt for the teenaged boy who had taken Quinn’s virginity without consideration or thought for the girl. She pressed a small kiss to Quinn’s lips.
Santana huffed. “Puck’s a douche, Q.” The Latina shook her head, knowing all too well about Puckerman’s impatience when it came to getting pussy. “He didn’t wait until you were ready for him.”
“Still,” The blonde lowered her eyes and nipped at her lip. She lifted her hand, folding down fingers and thumb, leaving only her index and middle finger. “This … is what I’m used to. Not that.” She nodded towards Santana’s toy. “And if I don’t … feel something like these soon,” She waved her fingers but still didn’t look up at the other girl’s. “I might just die from frustration.”
“C’mon, Fabray.” Santana lowered her voice seductively. She really wanted the blonde to let loose a little more. Her hips started to rock at the thought of burying a dildo inside of Quinn Fabray. “Give it a try.”
“We’ll make sure that you’re nice and wet, Q.” Brittany smiled reassuringly. “And we won’t do anything that hurts or makes you feel uncomfortable.”
“You can say no or stop at anytime.” Santana licked at her lips. “But I’m thinking that, with as turned on as you probably are right now, something this size,” She rolled the vibrator against her clit and moaned. “Isn’t even gonna hit the sides.”
Rachel chewed at her lower lip as she lifted Quinn’s chin with gentle fingers. “With as wet as you get, Quinn,” She remembered licking and licking at the blonde, not being able to get enough of the taste. “I’ll bet that I could fit my whole hand inside of you.”
“Holy Fuck.” Santana gasped, shocked at the suggestion but amused all at the same time. “Your girlfriend’s a freak, B.” She held up her hand for a high five, knowing that Brittany would know it to be a compliment.
Brittany grinned widely and slapped her hand to Santana’s. “Hell yeah.”
Rachel sighed softly at the other girls antics but didn’t move her eyes from Quinn’s.
Quinn’s nostrils flared at Rachel’s suggestion, her pupils expanded to eclipse the hazel of her eyes and her lips parted as she took in a sharp breath. “There is no way, Berry.”
“Fine.” Rachel huffed. “But really, Quinn, it feels so good to be filled by a dildo. When Brittany is inside of me and above me?” She blew out a soft breath and smiled. “I feel so connected to her and we both cum so hard. If one of us used a strap-on with you, we would ensure that it would be a mind blowing experience.”
“Santana should totally do it.” Brittany wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and rested her chin on Rachel’s shoulder. “She made my first time unbelievable.”
Rachel turned her dark eyes to the Latina, taking a moment to enjoy watching the girl stroke herself. “I, for one, would really like to see that.” She held up her hand as though she were voting, her dark eyes moving from Santana to Quinn. “If, both of you are in concurrence.”
“Quinn?” Santana reached out with the hand not holding the vibrator and smoothed damp strands of blonde hair away from pretty eyes. “I can do that for you, but if you’d prefer, I’ll use my fingers instead.”
Quinn dipped her eyes and then looked up through long lashes. She really needed to have someone inside of her, everything was just so much and she ached to be touched. She was almost at the point of doing it herself. Why should she care if the other’s watched, when that’s what they were doing with Santana? Santana was her oldest friend and she trusted her, even after all the shit that had happened since they joined Glee. She nodded her head. “Okay, S.”
“That’s it?” Santana smirked. “Okay?” She chuckled and gave the girl a wink. “Just give me a minute here and I’ll rock your world, Fabray.”
Quinn frowned, wondering what Santana needed a minute with. Her eyes widened when the Latina turned on the vibrator and used it to stroke her erect clit. She blinked rapidly as Santana’s hips jumped at the first touch.
“I …” Santana sighed in relief as she felt the building orgasm low in her belly, spreading warmth through her entire body. “Wouldn’t want … to be like Puck.” She smiled.
“Do it, Rache.” Brittany pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s neck and stroked her hands down the brunette’s arms. She then turned blue eyes to Quinn. “Santana needs to knock one out before she touches you, Q, so Rachel’s going to help.”
“What?” Quinn puzzled. “Why?” She wanted to be touched now.
The taller blonde chewed on her lip as she looked at the flush to Quinn’s pale cheeks and chest. “You’re really hot, you know?”
Brittany and Quinn both turned as Rachel climbed off of Quinn’s lap and settled on her knees in front of Santana. They watched as the small brunette pushed Santana’s thighs further apart and then dipped forward to lick at the other girl’s sticky thighs.
Santana grabbed for Rachel’s silky hair. Fisting her hand, she pulled the brunette’s face closer to her core. She rolled the buzzing vibrator against her clit and jerked. “More.” Santana breathed as Rachel lapped at her. “Fuck.” She gasped when two fingers pushed inside of her and curled.
Brittany lifted herself onto the bed and over the other blonde. She gently pushed on Quinn’s shoulder, laying her down on the bed. “Look at me, Quinn.”
Quinn squeezed her eyes tight and then moved her head. It was the only way that she could stop watching the two brunettes. Her eyes fluttered open as Brittany leaned over her, ghosting her fingers over the strip of taut abs exposed by Quinn’s top being tugged up.
The taller blonde lowered herself gently and slowly moved her fingers higher until they reached Quinn’s bra. “S needs to cum, otherwise she’ll be thinking of the mailman as soon as she’s inside of you.” Brittany explained as she continued to stroke ever decreasing circles over Quinn’s small breasts. She slipped her thigh between Quinn’s. “It won’t take long.”
“Oh.” Quinn rolled her hips up against a muscular thigh. “Good.” She breathed.
Brittany smirked. “Yeah.” She tilted her head down a little and captured the shorter girl’s mouth with her own. She slipped her tongue between Quinn’s lips and kissed her soundly before pulling back to look down into dazed hazel eyes. “Want to get naked with me, Q?”
Quinn swallowed hard. She turned her head for a second. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of Santana bent over Rachel, pulling roughly at the other girl’s hair as her whole body rigidly sought out that elusive first orgasm. Quinn looked back up to Brittany and nodded her head. She wanted to feel skin against skin.
Brittany smiled and unzipped the sides of Quinn’s Cheerio’s top before tugging her own vest over her head. Like Rachel, she hadn’t been wearing a bra under her vest and she smirked as hazel eyes widened. The tall blonde wondered when it would be that Quinn was no longer shocked by things happening between them. Never, she hoped.
Brittany pressed her lips to Quinn’s again and helped her remove the red and white material of her top before unzipping the red pleated skirt and sliding it down long legs. Brittany stood from the bed and slipped out of her grey sweats. She revealed herself to Quinn with a cheeky grin. “Your turn.” She reached out for the other girl’s spanks and drenched panties, pulling them down her legs.
Quinn scrambled to release the catch on her bra. She removed the last of her underwear and dropped it to the carpet besides the bed. Quinn grabbed for Brittany’s hand and yanked the other girl back down onto the bed.
Brittany giggled as she bounced a little, but she stopped when she heard Santana’s growl. With a wide smile on her face, she crawled over Quinn until almost every part of the girl below was touching her. Flush.
Quinn’s hands circled Brittany’s waist and then danced from the base of the taller girl’s spine up to her shoulder blades. “Can I also have a first orgasm so as not to have a mailman moment?” She blinked shyly up at Brittany.
“She’s close, Q.” Brittany didn’t even need to look at the Latina to know just how close she was. The whimpers and grunts coming from Santana told her that the girl would only take a few more seconds before she came with a throaty groan. “Hell,” She snickered. “She’s gonna need a few minutes to recover anyway.” She dipped forward and kissed Quinn hungrily.
Quinn rocked her hips up and into Brittany, but there wasn’t enough pressure to give her any satisfaction. “Britt.” She groaned in frustration. “Do something before I do it myself.”
Brittany sat up, pulling Quinn with her as they continued to kiss. Brittany guided Quinn's right leg over her left to hook around her hip until Quinn's heel pressed into her back, while draping her own right leg over Quinn's left. Brittany pulled her mouth away as she scooted as close to Quinn as she could get before leaning backwards supporting herself by placing her hands on the comforter behind her.
Quinn looked down at their awkward position and gasped as Brittany rolled her hips, pushing her swollen pussy against Quinn’s. Hazel eyes darted back up to blue and she blinked. Quinn tugged the corner of her lip between her teeth as she rolled her own hips. “Holy … moly.” Quinn moaned. She thrust harder, emulating the taller girl by also leaning back.
Brittany had heard her best friend cum hard against Rachel’s mouth a few moments ago as she positioned herself and Quinn. She quickly glanced to the side. Two pairs of very dark eyes were watching them intently. She turned blue eyes back to the blonde she was scissoring with. “Open your eyes, Quinn.”
Quinn eyes were so tightly shut. She was concentrating, with everything that she had, on what she was doing with her friend. The feel, the sounds, the smell. This, she had never dreamed could feel so good. Everything that she had done with each of the three girls since waking up this morning, she never wanted it to end. Quinn’s brow creased as she focused on the ache, low in her stomach, feeling it expand to encompass all of her. She jerked her hips rapidly, needing so badly to feel that explosion.
“Open your eyes, Quinn.” Rachel moved on the bed until she was kneeling besides the panting blonde. “Brittany is so beautiful, Quinn. Look.”
Quinn forced her eyes open. She grabbed at her lip with sharp teeth, focusing on the girl opposite as she continued to grind her pussy against the soft wet flesh of her friend’s core.
Brittany looked like a goddess.
Her long golden hair was falling over her face in damp strands. Her face and chest were flushed and sparkling with beads of sweat as her whole body undulated.
Piercing azure eyes watched as both Quinn and Rachel looked at her. She didn’t mind, she never did.
Brittany knew that she was smokin’ hot and it both flattered her and turned her on when people stared. She inhaled sharply as Rachel bent forward to take one of Quinn’s nipples between her lips. Brittany moved quicker, watching as Quinn’s stomach quivered. She grabbed for the other girl’s thigh as she twisted a little, resting her weight on one arm now.
“Oh Lord.” Quinn gasped. She was so close. Suddenly, her eyes caught movement and she turned her head to see what it was. “Fuck.” Quinn moaned as she thrust her pelvis one last time.
Brittany’s head whipped to the side, following Quinn’s hungry gaze. She pushed herself roughly against Quinn again and again as she came.
Santana had stripped herself of her uniform and underwear and she had pulled on the harness that Rachel had dropped on the bed before she moved to suckle Quinn’s tit. Santana now stood at the side of the bed stroking her rubber dick as she watched her gorgeous blonde friends rub pussy’s until they came.
“Who wants to suck my cock?” Santana smirked.
“Oh, I do.” Brittany licked at her lips and eagerly untangled herself from Quinn. She stopped for a second, looking at the other blonde. “Unless you want to, Quinn?”
Quinn shook her head in mild panic. She had never done that, ever, and even though it wasn’t real and was attached to an extremely sexy, very female, Latina, Quinn just couldn’t. She was already having second thoughts about having that thing inside of her, let alone having it in her mouth. Quinn was sure that the sparkly gold appendage was bigger than the blue vibrator.
“Relax, baby.” Rachel cooed as she ran her tongue over Quinn’s pebbled nipple. She licked over the blonde’s small breast and then kissed a path over Quinn’s chest and neck. “You’re going to love this.” Rachel sighed into the other girl’s ear before taking the lobe between her teeth. “Just a little while longer, Quinn. Santana will be inside of you making you feel so good.”
Quinn tore her wide eyes away from where Brittany was on all fours at the edge of the bed, opening her lips to let Santana slide right in. She looked at Rachel, amazed at finally seeing the brunette for the beautiful and sexy person she was, and smiled before she wrapped her hand around the back of Rachel’s head. She pulled the girl against her lips, kissing her passionately.
Rachel eased herself on top of Quinn as they kissed, feeling the girl’s left leg hook over her hip, keeping her close. She brought her hands up and cupped Quinn’s breasts, kneading the soft flesh before trailing her fingers to the tips to pinch and twist at her nipples.
“Oh.” Quinn gasped. She raked her short nails over the brunette’s shoulder blades and then down over the length of her back until she could reach Rachel’s ass.
Rachel moaned as soon as cool fingers touched her heated bottom. She nipped at Quinn’s lower lip and pulled back before letting it go with a wet pop. She looked into the other girl’s hazel eyes, smirking at the hunger. Rachel couldn’t help grinding down against Quinn when the blonde roughly squeezed her ass. “Fuck.” She hissed.
Quinn tilted her pelvis up into Rachel. “You … like that?”
Rachel nodded. “It still … tingles, baby.”
“It does?” Quinn swallowed hard. “Did I hurt you?”
The smaller girl shook her head and then stopped. She shrugged her shoulders. “A little, but it felt sooo good.”
Blonde brows furrowed. As much as Quinn enjoyed spanking Rachel’s fantastic ass, she didn’t like the thought of actually hurting the girl. Not anymore.
Rachel pressed her lips to Quinn’s. “I’m fine, Quinn.” She felt warmed by the other girl’s concern. “I don’t think I’ll feel a thing tomorrow, so you can spank me again,” She dipped her eyes and looked up through dark lashes, fluttering them a little. “If you’d like?”
Quinn stared into eyes that sparkled mischievously. She was already starting to be able to distinguish between Rachel’s moods just from looking into her eyes, and Quinn could tell that Rachel was being honest. The girl really wanted to be spanked again, but Quinn was still unsure. “Turn over.” Quinn pushed against Rachel’s shoulder, giggling when Rachel squeaked and fell to the side. She moved down the bed until she could clearly see Rachel’s backside.
Quinn’s breath hitched in her throat at the view. Rachel’s ass still looked sore, but not nearly as angry as before. Quinn could see faint purple speckles from where she had hit a little too hard. She reached out to gently stroke the tender flesh with first her fingers and then her lips.
Rachel gasped. “Quinn.” She shuddered. “This … this is good too.”
“Now that is something I never thought I’d see.” Santana pushed her hips, gliding her cock into Brittany’s mouth. She had stopped watching the gold silicon disappear, over and over, into Brittany’s mouth as soon as she had seen Quinn flip Rachel over.
Brittany fisted her hand around the rubber dick and bobbed her head as she sucked on the tip, rough enough so that Santana felt every movement through the nifty little insert in the harness. She turned her head, still sucking on the dildo, so that she could see Quinn Fabray kissing Rachel’s ass. She smiled against the dick before letting the slick rubber slip from her mouth.
“You ready for this, Fabray?” Santana called out, a grin on her face.
Hazel eyes fluttered open. She had become so immersed in kissing the pain away, that she had almost forgotten that Santana was going to fuck her. Quinn took a deep breath, her whole body quivered in anticipation. “I’m ready.”
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tbc
Author: meremortal2k5
Pairing:Rachel/Brittany,Rachel/Santana,Rachel/Quinn, Rachel/Brittany/Santana/Quinn
Rating: NC17
Length: 18000+ (in total)
Spoilers: All of season1 just to be safe
Summary: Totally AU PWP. This was supposed to be the last part, but it’s running away with me and I had to split it again. I just can’t seem to stop them from getting it on. I have already written the end, I’m just trying to get them there without it being rushed.
Rachel really didn’t know whose name to call out as she came. Brittany, her girlfriend, was kissing her and playing with her breasts. Quinn was beneath her. She had two fingers pressed as deeply inside of Rachel as she could get, and Santana was sitting only inches away, gliding a vibrator over her pussy as she watched the three of them. She wanted to call out all of their names, and even as she came, she was still coherent enough to realise that that wasn’t exactly feasible.
It was Brittany’s words that had finally sent her over the edge, not the extremely sexy sight of the Latina’s wet core, not hands tweaking her nipples and not the feel of long fingers inside of her, though all that did help get her to the point of climax.
“Do you still think it’s too soon for Quinn if we break out the strap-on?”
All Rachel could do was shudder violently against the two blondes, one behind her and the other beneath and in front. Every single muscle went into spasm at the thought of Quinn Fabray being fucked by one of them. She jerked her hips roughly against Quinn’s hand, panting heavily as she pressed her face into the crook of Quinn’s neck, biting down on her bottom lip. “Oh … my.” She gasped.
Quinn wrapped her arms around the girl straddling her. She held her close, stroking her back as Brittany ran her fingers through long brown hair, pulling it away from Rachel’s sweaty face.
“What do you say, Quinn?” Brittany tilted her head as she spoke to the other blonde. “Do you think you’re ready? Rachel really seems to like the idea.” She smirked at the aftershock that made her girlfriend shudder.
“I … I don’t know guys.” Quinn flicked her gaze towards the sparkly blue vibrator that Santana was still teasing herself with. “I don’t think that something … that big …”
“This?” Santana pulled the blue rubber toy away from herself and frowned as she looked at it. The toy was only five and a half inches at most but it was thick. “Puck’s bigger than this.”
“It’s been so long,” Quinn blushed fiercely. “And most of what I remember is it hurting.”
Rachel lifted her head from the blonde’s shoulder. Her forehead furrowed in contempt for the teenaged boy who had taken Quinn’s virginity without consideration or thought for the girl. She pressed a small kiss to Quinn’s lips.
Santana huffed. “Puck’s a douche, Q.” The Latina shook her head, knowing all too well about Puckerman’s impatience when it came to getting pussy. “He didn’t wait until you were ready for him.”
“Still,” The blonde lowered her eyes and nipped at her lip. She lifted her hand, folding down fingers and thumb, leaving only her index and middle finger. “This … is what I’m used to. Not that.” She nodded towards Santana’s toy. “And if I don’t … feel something like these soon,” She waved her fingers but still didn’t look up at the other girl’s. “I might just die from frustration.”
“C’mon, Fabray.” Santana lowered her voice seductively. She really wanted the blonde to let loose a little more. Her hips started to rock at the thought of burying a dildo inside of Quinn Fabray. “Give it a try.”
“We’ll make sure that you’re nice and wet, Q.” Brittany smiled reassuringly. “And we won’t do anything that hurts or makes you feel uncomfortable.”
“You can say no or stop at anytime.” Santana licked at her lips. “But I’m thinking that, with as turned on as you probably are right now, something this size,” She rolled the vibrator against her clit and moaned. “Isn’t even gonna hit the sides.”
Rachel chewed at her lower lip as she lifted Quinn’s chin with gentle fingers. “With as wet as you get, Quinn,” She remembered licking and licking at the blonde, not being able to get enough of the taste. “I’ll bet that I could fit my whole hand inside of you.”
“Holy Fuck.” Santana gasped, shocked at the suggestion but amused all at the same time. “Your girlfriend’s a freak, B.” She held up her hand for a high five, knowing that Brittany would know it to be a compliment.
Brittany grinned widely and slapped her hand to Santana’s. “Hell yeah.”
Rachel sighed softly at the other girls antics but didn’t move her eyes from Quinn’s.
Quinn’s nostrils flared at Rachel’s suggestion, her pupils expanded to eclipse the hazel of her eyes and her lips parted as she took in a sharp breath. “There is no way, Berry.”
“Fine.” Rachel huffed. “But really, Quinn, it feels so good to be filled by a dildo. When Brittany is inside of me and above me?” She blew out a soft breath and smiled. “I feel so connected to her and we both cum so hard. If one of us used a strap-on with you, we would ensure that it would be a mind blowing experience.”
“Santana should totally do it.” Brittany wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and rested her chin on Rachel’s shoulder. “She made my first time unbelievable.”
Rachel turned her dark eyes to the Latina, taking a moment to enjoy watching the girl stroke herself. “I, for one, would really like to see that.” She held up her hand as though she were voting, her dark eyes moving from Santana to Quinn. “If, both of you are in concurrence.”
“Quinn?” Santana reached out with the hand not holding the vibrator and smoothed damp strands of blonde hair away from pretty eyes. “I can do that for you, but if you’d prefer, I’ll use my fingers instead.”
Quinn dipped her eyes and then looked up through long lashes. She really needed to have someone inside of her, everything was just so much and she ached to be touched. She was almost at the point of doing it herself. Why should she care if the other’s watched, when that’s what they were doing with Santana? Santana was her oldest friend and she trusted her, even after all the shit that had happened since they joined Glee. She nodded her head. “Okay, S.”
“That’s it?” Santana smirked. “Okay?” She chuckled and gave the girl a wink. “Just give me a minute here and I’ll rock your world, Fabray.”
Quinn frowned, wondering what Santana needed a minute with. Her eyes widened when the Latina turned on the vibrator and used it to stroke her erect clit. She blinked rapidly as Santana’s hips jumped at the first touch.
“I …” Santana sighed in relief as she felt the building orgasm low in her belly, spreading warmth through her entire body. “Wouldn’t want … to be like Puck.” She smiled.
“Do it, Rache.” Brittany pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s neck and stroked her hands down the brunette’s arms. She then turned blue eyes to Quinn. “Santana needs to knock one out before she touches you, Q, so Rachel’s going to help.”
“What?” Quinn puzzled. “Why?” She wanted to be touched now.
The taller blonde chewed on her lip as she looked at the flush to Quinn’s pale cheeks and chest. “You’re really hot, you know?”
Brittany and Quinn both turned as Rachel climbed off of Quinn’s lap and settled on her knees in front of Santana. They watched as the small brunette pushed Santana’s thighs further apart and then dipped forward to lick at the other girl’s sticky thighs.
Santana grabbed for Rachel’s silky hair. Fisting her hand, she pulled the brunette’s face closer to her core. She rolled the buzzing vibrator against her clit and jerked. “More.” Santana breathed as Rachel lapped at her. “Fuck.” She gasped when two fingers pushed inside of her and curled.
Brittany lifted herself onto the bed and over the other blonde. She gently pushed on Quinn’s shoulder, laying her down on the bed. “Look at me, Quinn.”
Quinn squeezed her eyes tight and then moved her head. It was the only way that she could stop watching the two brunettes. Her eyes fluttered open as Brittany leaned over her, ghosting her fingers over the strip of taut abs exposed by Quinn’s top being tugged up.
The taller blonde lowered herself gently and slowly moved her fingers higher until they reached Quinn’s bra. “S needs to cum, otherwise she’ll be thinking of the mailman as soon as she’s inside of you.” Brittany explained as she continued to stroke ever decreasing circles over Quinn’s small breasts. She slipped her thigh between Quinn’s. “It won’t take long.”
“Oh.” Quinn rolled her hips up against a muscular thigh. “Good.” She breathed.
Brittany smirked. “Yeah.” She tilted her head down a little and captured the shorter girl’s mouth with her own. She slipped her tongue between Quinn’s lips and kissed her soundly before pulling back to look down into dazed hazel eyes. “Want to get naked with me, Q?”
Quinn swallowed hard. She turned her head for a second. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of Santana bent over Rachel, pulling roughly at the other girl’s hair as her whole body rigidly sought out that elusive first orgasm. Quinn looked back up to Brittany and nodded her head. She wanted to feel skin against skin.
Brittany smiled and unzipped the sides of Quinn’s Cheerio’s top before tugging her own vest over her head. Like Rachel, she hadn’t been wearing a bra under her vest and she smirked as hazel eyes widened. The tall blonde wondered when it would be that Quinn was no longer shocked by things happening between them. Never, she hoped.
Brittany pressed her lips to Quinn’s again and helped her remove the red and white material of her top before unzipping the red pleated skirt and sliding it down long legs. Brittany stood from the bed and slipped out of her grey sweats. She revealed herself to Quinn with a cheeky grin. “Your turn.” She reached out for the other girl’s spanks and drenched panties, pulling them down her legs.
Quinn scrambled to release the catch on her bra. She removed the last of her underwear and dropped it to the carpet besides the bed. Quinn grabbed for Brittany’s hand and yanked the other girl back down onto the bed.
Brittany giggled as she bounced a little, but she stopped when she heard Santana’s growl. With a wide smile on her face, she crawled over Quinn until almost every part of the girl below was touching her. Flush.
Quinn’s hands circled Brittany’s waist and then danced from the base of the taller girl’s spine up to her shoulder blades. “Can I also have a first orgasm so as not to have a mailman moment?” She blinked shyly up at Brittany.
“She’s close, Q.” Brittany didn’t even need to look at the Latina to know just how close she was. The whimpers and grunts coming from Santana told her that the girl would only take a few more seconds before she came with a throaty groan. “Hell,” She snickered. “She’s gonna need a few minutes to recover anyway.” She dipped forward and kissed Quinn hungrily.
Quinn rocked her hips up and into Brittany, but there wasn’t enough pressure to give her any satisfaction. “Britt.” She groaned in frustration. “Do something before I do it myself.”
Brittany sat up, pulling Quinn with her as they continued to kiss. Brittany guided Quinn's right leg over her left to hook around her hip until Quinn's heel pressed into her back, while draping her own right leg over Quinn's left. Brittany pulled her mouth away as she scooted as close to Quinn as she could get before leaning backwards supporting herself by placing her hands on the comforter behind her.
Quinn looked down at their awkward position and gasped as Brittany rolled her hips, pushing her swollen pussy against Quinn’s. Hazel eyes darted back up to blue and she blinked. Quinn tugged the corner of her lip between her teeth as she rolled her own hips. “Holy … moly.” Quinn moaned. She thrust harder, emulating the taller girl by also leaning back.
Brittany had heard her best friend cum hard against Rachel’s mouth a few moments ago as she positioned herself and Quinn. She quickly glanced to the side. Two pairs of very dark eyes were watching them intently. She turned blue eyes back to the blonde she was scissoring with. “Open your eyes, Quinn.”
Quinn eyes were so tightly shut. She was concentrating, with everything that she had, on what she was doing with her friend. The feel, the sounds, the smell. This, she had never dreamed could feel so good. Everything that she had done with each of the three girls since waking up this morning, she never wanted it to end. Quinn’s brow creased as she focused on the ache, low in her stomach, feeling it expand to encompass all of her. She jerked her hips rapidly, needing so badly to feel that explosion.
“Open your eyes, Quinn.” Rachel moved on the bed until she was kneeling besides the panting blonde. “Brittany is so beautiful, Quinn. Look.”
Quinn forced her eyes open. She grabbed at her lip with sharp teeth, focusing on the girl opposite as she continued to grind her pussy against the soft wet flesh of her friend’s core.
Brittany looked like a goddess.
Her long golden hair was falling over her face in damp strands. Her face and chest were flushed and sparkling with beads of sweat as her whole body undulated.
Piercing azure eyes watched as both Quinn and Rachel looked at her. She didn’t mind, she never did.
Brittany knew that she was smokin’ hot and it both flattered her and turned her on when people stared. She inhaled sharply as Rachel bent forward to take one of Quinn’s nipples between her lips. Brittany moved quicker, watching as Quinn’s stomach quivered. She grabbed for the other girl’s thigh as she twisted a little, resting her weight on one arm now.
“Oh Lord.” Quinn gasped. She was so close. Suddenly, her eyes caught movement and she turned her head to see what it was. “Fuck.” Quinn moaned as she thrust her pelvis one last time.
Brittany’s head whipped to the side, following Quinn’s hungry gaze. She pushed herself roughly against Quinn again and again as she came.
Santana had stripped herself of her uniform and underwear and she had pulled on the harness that Rachel had dropped on the bed before she moved to suckle Quinn’s tit. Santana now stood at the side of the bed stroking her rubber dick as she watched her gorgeous blonde friends rub pussy’s until they came.
“Who wants to suck my cock?” Santana smirked.
“Oh, I do.” Brittany licked at her lips and eagerly untangled herself from Quinn. She stopped for a second, looking at the other blonde. “Unless you want to, Quinn?”
Quinn shook her head in mild panic. She had never done that, ever, and even though it wasn’t real and was attached to an extremely sexy, very female, Latina, Quinn just couldn’t. She was already having second thoughts about having that thing inside of her, let alone having it in her mouth. Quinn was sure that the sparkly gold appendage was bigger than the blue vibrator.
“Relax, baby.” Rachel cooed as she ran her tongue over Quinn’s pebbled nipple. She licked over the blonde’s small breast and then kissed a path over Quinn’s chest and neck. “You’re going to love this.” Rachel sighed into the other girl’s ear before taking the lobe between her teeth. “Just a little while longer, Quinn. Santana will be inside of you making you feel so good.”
Quinn tore her wide eyes away from where Brittany was on all fours at the edge of the bed, opening her lips to let Santana slide right in. She looked at Rachel, amazed at finally seeing the brunette for the beautiful and sexy person she was, and smiled before she wrapped her hand around the back of Rachel’s head. She pulled the girl against her lips, kissing her passionately.
Rachel eased herself on top of Quinn as they kissed, feeling the girl’s left leg hook over her hip, keeping her close. She brought her hands up and cupped Quinn’s breasts, kneading the soft flesh before trailing her fingers to the tips to pinch and twist at her nipples.
“Oh.” Quinn gasped. She raked her short nails over the brunette’s shoulder blades and then down over the length of her back until she could reach Rachel’s ass.
Rachel moaned as soon as cool fingers touched her heated bottom. She nipped at Quinn’s lower lip and pulled back before letting it go with a wet pop. She looked into the other girl’s hazel eyes, smirking at the hunger. Rachel couldn’t help grinding down against Quinn when the blonde roughly squeezed her ass. “Fuck.” She hissed.
Quinn tilted her pelvis up into Rachel. “You … like that?”
Rachel nodded. “It still … tingles, baby.”
“It does?” Quinn swallowed hard. “Did I hurt you?”
The smaller girl shook her head and then stopped. She shrugged her shoulders. “A little, but it felt sooo good.”
Blonde brows furrowed. As much as Quinn enjoyed spanking Rachel’s fantastic ass, she didn’t like the thought of actually hurting the girl. Not anymore.
Rachel pressed her lips to Quinn’s. “I’m fine, Quinn.” She felt warmed by the other girl’s concern. “I don’t think I’ll feel a thing tomorrow, so you can spank me again,” She dipped her eyes and looked up through dark lashes, fluttering them a little. “If you’d like?”
Quinn stared into eyes that sparkled mischievously. She was already starting to be able to distinguish between Rachel’s moods just from looking into her eyes, and Quinn could tell that Rachel was being honest. The girl really wanted to be spanked again, but Quinn was still unsure. “Turn over.” Quinn pushed against Rachel’s shoulder, giggling when Rachel squeaked and fell to the side. She moved down the bed until she could clearly see Rachel’s backside.
Quinn’s breath hitched in her throat at the view. Rachel’s ass still looked sore, but not nearly as angry as before. Quinn could see faint purple speckles from where she had hit a little too hard. She reached out to gently stroke the tender flesh with first her fingers and then her lips.
Rachel gasped. “Quinn.” She shuddered. “This … this is good too.”
“Now that is something I never thought I’d see.” Santana pushed her hips, gliding her cock into Brittany’s mouth. She had stopped watching the gold silicon disappear, over and over, into Brittany’s mouth as soon as she had seen Quinn flip Rachel over.
Brittany fisted her hand around the rubber dick and bobbed her head as she sucked on the tip, rough enough so that Santana felt every movement through the nifty little insert in the harness. She turned her head, still sucking on the dildo, so that she could see Quinn Fabray kissing Rachel’s ass. She smiled against the dick before letting the slick rubber slip from her mouth.
“You ready for this, Fabray?” Santana called out, a grin on her face.
Hazel eyes fluttered open. She had become so immersed in kissing the pain away, that she had almost forgotten that Santana was going to fuck her. Quinn took a deep breath, her whole body quivered in anticipation. “I’m ready.”
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