I Know You Want Me - Chapter Three
Title: I Know You Want Me
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 11,219
Spoilers: This is AU. No Beth. No Lucy. Puck/Rachel lasted for a few months instead of a week and Jesse is a bigger ass than canon. Also Santana's promiscuity implied in the canon is not in effect for this fic for reasons that will be made evident.
Pairing: Rachel/Santana, Puck/Quinn
Summary: Rachel's longed after someone since the first day they met, but will a big secret bring them together or destroy them?
Warnings (highlight to read): Gender Identity Disorder, pregnancy, angst, topping, language, voyeurism, dub-con, non-con, anal, oral, vaginal, public, fisting, size-kink, and talk of self harm
Author's Notes: We wish to make it very clear that the acts depicted within this and the next chapter are of dubious consent at best. No, the girls do not acknowledge this until later and things continue in a fashion which is not normal or very healthy. We have developed this story in a manner that what grows out of this very unhealthy start is something, hopefully, more healthy, but we want very strongly to note that we do not approve of the actions in a real life scenario.
Chapter Three - Untouched
It had been nearly two days since their auditorium encounter. Rachel's eyes followed Santana whenever she came into view, the hot throbbing between her thighs growing with every second she could see the fiery Latina. She didn't understand why giving herself to the other girl hadn't worked, hadn't served to draw her to her.
But Santana didn’t show any signs of wanting to repeat the encounter and it was intensely frustrating. Even letting her boyfriend Finn fumble finger her or Puck eat her out after he caught her fingering herself to keep him from telling everyone - again. And what was he doing to catch her so often? Stalking her? - wasn’t enough to give her the overwhelming explosion of feeling that Santana’s thick cock slamming into her could provide. She wanted to be released by Santana, to be wanted by Santana. Only with Santana had she ever felt completely sated and fulfilled, even if she had felt so worthless when she walked away from her.
Finally, when she was knuckle deep in her soaking core in the bathroom - with the door securely locked to keep from having to touch Puck again - her skirt high around her hips and her free hand alternating between pinching and stroking over her aching clit and nipples, the idea came to her. If Santana wouldn’t come to - and on and in - her, then she would go to Santana. A slow smile curled her lips as the heat built to overwhelming force in the pit of her stomach and she climaxed, clenching around her fingers as she thought about sneaking into Santana’s home for an afternoon rendezvous.
It was Saturday, which meant that Santana was passed out on her bed after her pre-dawn Cheerios practice. She didn’t even bother changing out of her uniform, she had come home and stripped out of her top and collapsed onto her bed in just a bra and her skirt. Her entire body ached and the only thing that she wanted to do for the next few hours was sleep, then maybe have Puck over for some ‘bro time’ as he like to refer to it. He mostly had been aching to get his dick back into Santana’s tight ass since Puck couldn’t get the girl he really wanted.
She feel asleep with her arm over her face, laying on her back snoring softly in the dark room.
Rachel had never been quite so happy for the heat of the day that Saturday than she was when she realized the heat had encouraged the other girl to leave the window to her bedroom open. Smiling to herself with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, arousal already starting to coat her thighs as thought about the girl possibly sleeping in the room, she clambered over the fence into Santana’s backyard and carefully hoisted herself up into the tree beside the Latina’s window. Almost ten minutes - and a bit of scratching on sensitive places - later, she was slipping into the window, her eyes on her prize.
Her mouth had gone dry, all the moisture seeming to have flowed down to the pit of her stomach at the sight of that tight body stretched out on her bed. She couldn’t help it, she wanted to know the other girl's touch again so bad her nipples where aching just from the touch of her shirt and bra. Watching Santana carefully, she quietly stripped out of her clothes until she was completely nude before slipping across the floor and eased onto the bed, pausing once she was on to make sure Santana hadn’t woken. She didn’t want the other girl to kick her out and she just needed her so bad it hurt.
Slipping her fingers carefully under the spankies and tight panties containing the beautiful girl’s secret and carefully eased them down her legs and off, watching to make sure she didn’t wake her. For a moment she thought about removing the skirt as well, but in the end, she settled for unfastening the bra and gently running her fingers over the other girl’s full breasts, tweaking her nipples until they stood in stiff peaks. She smiled and licked her lips at the sight of the Latina’s responsive breasts and the way her nipples felt under her fingers, wondering what they might taste like. But she didn't want to wake the girl too soon and get kicked out, so her hands slid further south, sliding through the pleats of her cheerleading skirt and gently squeezing the flaccid member she found there.
Sliding down to lie between Santana’s sprawled open legs the way Puck had told her guys liked to be woken up, she carefully slipped the limp penis into her mouth, sucking slowly as she watched for signs of the girl’s wakefulness. Her fingers gently fondled her balls, even sucking them into her mouth with the slowly hardening cock for a bit before it all got too much and she had to focus on the arousing member. She licked it, coating it with her saliva, the tip of her tongue flicking over the bulbous head as she carefully watched Santana.
The sleeping girl kept her arm over her eyes and stayed asleep. Her body shook slightly as her cock was sucked on gently by her intruder. She grunted in her sleep, hips thrusting slightly as she played out a wet dream inside her sleep addled mind not knowing that it was happening in real life.
Rachel barely stifled the moan that wanted to come out as she swallowed around the dick sliding down her throat when Santana’s hips bucked up into her. It was what she wanted she told herself, the unconscious sexual prowess of the Latina. She let the stiff, saliva soaked cock to slip from her lips, a thin line of spit connecting them for a moment before she straightened and crawled up to position herself over the proud member.
Licking her lips and holding herself open with one hand while she carefully guided Santana’s penis with the other. The bulbous head sitting at her entrance, she hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath and reassuring herself that she was taking the right path, carefully lowered herself onto the other girl’s erection with a low groan she couldn’t help at the feeling of once again being so filled. She whimpered softly as she raised herself and started sliding up and down on the slick shaft. Rolling her hips, she reached forward and tweaked Santana’s nipples for a bit before turning her attention to her own breasts, squeezing the Latina’s cock with her inner muscles as she rode her, her hands pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingers as she let her head fall back.
Santana’s eyes blinked open when she felt the weight slink down on top of her. The arm across her face slapped down to her side and she stared at the girl fucking herself on top of her dick.
“The fuck?” The Latina grumbled, “What are you doing, hobbit?”
If Rachel was startled by Santana waking up, she certainly didn’t show it, continuing to ride the girl and toy with her nipples. “You,” she groaned, coming closer and closer to orgasm, “and not nearly as well as you do me. Oh God...”
“Fuck.” Santana growled, using her strength to flip them over. She started pounding into the smaller girl, taking her legs and pushing them back so her knees reached her ears. “You come into my house, my room and wake me the fuck up? Just so what? You can get yourself off on me?” Santana punctuated every statement by a sharp thrust of her hips that beat the inside of the girl’s body and bounced the tip of her dick against the back of Rachel’s pussy.
Rachel moaned as the pleasure built higher and higher which each smack against her cervix. She writhed beneath Santana, her legs pressing up against her arms as she struggled to arch up to meet each pound. “Oh God, yes,” she ground out from between clenched teeth, desperately wanting to be what she felt Santana wanted or needed, her head thrown back against the mattress, “Oh God, fuck me, Santana! Fuck me hard!”
The Latina grunted and pushed the girl’s legs further into the bed, “Shut. The fuck up, treasure trail.” Santana groaned, as she moved herself so her dick pushed into the girl sideways, “Stay quiet so I can picture that you’re someone else.” She continued to slam into her, “Anyone else.”
“Like,” Rachel gasped, “Q-quinn? Or... or B-brittany?” She sounded slightly bitter, but she was so close and Santana felt so good between her legs.
“Fuck you.” She spat, stopping her fucking all together. “You know nothing about my relationship with them.” Santana started to pull out of the diva.
Rachel whined and tried to push up into Santana held down as she was, doing her best to keep the still stiff cock inside her, “I know you like them. I’ve seen you look at them. You can imagine I’m them. I don’t care. Just fuck me, Santana. I don’t care how rough you are. Hurt me if you want! Just don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”
Santana chucked softly, “Bitch, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said pulling the entire length out of the girl, “I want to hear you beg for it. How much you want me to pound into your pussy.”
“Oh God, please,” Rachel sobbed, teetering on the edge of climax, “I need you, Santana. You’re the only one who can fill me like that, the only one who makes me come so hard. Please, oh please fuck me! I’m begging you, Santana, please! I need you! No one else feels like you do or can fuck me like you do! You’re the only one who can make me come, Santana! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me hard! I’ll do anything! You can fuck me anywhere or anyway you want! Just please!”
“Good.” Santana smiled evilly as she slammed back into the girl. She pushed hard until she bottomed out in the girl’s core. “How does that feel? Does that make you feel like a slut? Me punishing your cunt until it weeps with cum?” She dug her nails into the girl’s thighs as she rotated her hips and groaned at the feeling of her head getting squished against the hard wall.
Rachel gasped and moaned, almost biting her tongue when Santana first slammed back into her, “Oh... Oh God, yes! It’s... It’s wonderful! I love it when you fill me!” Her walls pulsed against Santana, gripping the thick shaft tightly as she started to slide back into nearly orgasming, “I’m your wh-whore," her voice caught on the degrading word, "Santana, Just fuck me! Please, please fuck me!”
“Good girl.” Santana grunted, pulling out and slamming into her, over, and over again. She shuddered feeling her dick swell more, knowing that she was gonna cum soon. “Fuck, your pussy is tight.” She grunted as she slammed one more extremely hard time when she felt Rachel’s orgasm approaching. She shot her white hot cum into Rachel’s body letting out a loud scream of pleasure.
“O-oh God! Santana!” Rachel gasped, her body flooded with the intensity of her orgasm at the Latina’s hands. Her eyes rolled back as her back arched, forcing her up tighter against Santana, her pussy spasming around Santana’s dick, milking it for all it was worth. Everything was white and she hovered on the edge of passing out from the force of her climax.
Santana quickly pulled out and started rapidly jacking off her wet dick, she used their mixed cum as lubrication as she tented up to full arousal. She closed her eyes, but couldn’t help the few glimpses of cum dripping out of Rachel’s hole and onto her bed and the flush naked body sprawled out beneath her. She moaned softly as she frantically got to her orgasm again and shot thick ropes of cum all over Rachel's stomach and breasts. She kept stroking her cock and came again right in Rachel’s face.
Rachel moaned as the thick fluid splashed over her body, the way her nipples tightened as the warmth spread over them, causing them to almost visibly harden. She brought her hands up while Santana stroked herself to a third orgasm, rubbing the semen over her body and groaning as it began drying on her skin, her fingers slipping between her cum-soaked folds to stroke herself. When the hot cum splashed over her face, she couldn’t help gathering as much as she could with her tongue, licking every drop she could reach with a low groan. “Yes...” she groaned out, her voice deep and husky with arousal, “Come on me, in me, I don’t care it’s all wonderful. Oh God, you’re so delicious.”
Santana’s dick fell semi erect out of her hand, as she sat back on her bed with a groan. She looked up at the spread eagled girl on her bed. She wished it was anyone else, anyone other than Rachel Berry that found out about her extra parts. She wanted to kick the girl out, to make her walk home limping and cum soaked; but she just sat there with her hand covering her dick as she waited for Rachel to move. She was scared, of everyone finding out she was biologically male. Of Rachel telling people her secret.
Rachel blinked up at her, pearls of cum clinging to her eyelashes and streaking her cheeks where her tongue couldn’t reach. Her fingers worked between her folds, urging her body to another climax as she pinched and rolled her sticky with cum nipples. The entire time she she worked her body, she watched Santana, her eyes roving over her tanned body with a lusty gaze, taking in erect nipples and just wanting them in her mouth. Wanting Santana in her mouth.
“I want you,” she groaned, pushing two sticky fingers into her still dripping hole and fucking herself, “I want you so bad, Santana. I want you in my mouth, I want to suck you so bad and feel your hot cum sliding down my throat. I want you all over my body. Just take me, Santana. However you want me... I’m yours. I’m your slut. Treat me as your property and use me...”
Santana slowly removed her hand from her member, wondering how this all got so fucked as she did. She held it up, pushing the Cheerios’ skirt to the side and made no effort to move. “If you want it. You come get it.” She said unsure but her fingers stroking the smooth skin slowly as she spoke.
Rachel slowly pulled her dripping fingers from her hole and pushed herself to her hands and knees. “Do you mean that?” she whispered, trying to speak as wantonly as she could as she crawled forward, hoping that the room was dark enough to hide her embarrassed blush, “Will you let me drink your cum? Let me feel it pouring down my throat in a hot stream as I swallow it down? Let me take you in my mouth and suck you off? I have excellent breath control and a non-existent gag reflex and can take you to the hilt if you let me. Let you all the way down my throat...”
Her breath was hot over Santana’s erect dick as she rolled her eyes to look up at Santana with a tiny smile. She didn’t mind being used by the Latina as long as she got to be with the other girl. It wasn’t like she was worried about her reputation - there was no way Santana would let any of this get out while she was still hiding her own special secret.
Santana licked her lips and moved to slide off her skirt before Rachel took her deep into her throat. Santana was trying to act like the breath on the tip didn’t drive her crazy, even though her dick was now at her full length. “Suck it.” She demanded, raising her hips to rub the tip against the other girl’s pouty lips.
“As you command, Santana,” Rachel breathed, slowly wrapping her lips around Santana’s erection and carefully easing down, her teeth lightly scraping over the veined length as she kept her eyes rolled up to watch the Latina’s reaction as her tip first bumped against the back of Rachel’s throat and then slid down into that slick tunnel. She swallowed against the feeling of too much in her throat, the muscles working the cock she was sucking as she reached up and fondled her balls, rolling them between her fingers.
“Fuck.” Santana moaned, her hand going into Rachel’s hair. She tangled into it roughly and got ready to guide the girl. She groaned, her hips arching a bit when the full length was in Rachel’s mouth.
Rachel groaned around the cock filling her mouth and throat and just nodded, her head slowly sliding up and down Santana’s stiff cock. Being with the other girl was nearly everything she’d hoped for when she’d set her sights on the Latina and more - far more - than she’d dreamed she could hope for when she’d found out about her little friend. Then she sucked Santana’s dick back into her throat, choking slightly until she readjusted to having her throat fucked.
Santana pulled Rachel’s hair so she could thrust down the girl's throat harshly. She grunted and watched as Rachel’s nose pressed into her hip before pulling herself out and slamming back down the girl’s throat. “Fuck. Take it.” She mumbled pulling herself out and smacking it against the girl’s face hard enough to leave a light mark. Santana fisted her cock and pressed it against the girl’s lips. “Open up.” She said as she felt her cock quivering in lust.
Rachel knelt in front of her, knees splayed to the side, the mixture of her arousal and Santana’s cum dripping from her cunt, hands on Santana’s hips and her mouth gaping open for Santana’s cum, begging in the humiliating way her research implied men enjoyed, “Please, Santana. Give it to me. I want you in my mouth. Please. Please come on me. Come in my mouth. Please...”
Santana pumped a few more times and the hot cum spurted out and hit Rachel’s face, splashing into her mouth. After several pumps, the abnormal amount of cum slid into Rachel’s throat as Santana shook. Rachel swallowed as quickly as she could, taking down the thick ropes of cum and licking her lips to catch every last drop.
“Oh God,” she groaned, her voice slightly muffled by the sheer amount of semen filling her mouth, “So good... so good. I want more... I need it, Santana.”
Santana sat up and pushed Rachel back and slammed her fingers into Rachel harshly, she pushed her back and slid three fingers inside her. “So fucking wet, you little whore.” She kept pushing and slipped her little finger in and rotated her wrist. “I wonder...” Santana remarked, her smirk broadening as she worked her entire fist into the girl. “Well. Look at that. You really are a fucking slut. You can take my whole fist into your cunt.”
It hurt, but Rachel just laid back and spread her legs as far apart as she could, moaning as erotically as she could and arching her back so her tits pointed up, nipples straining and begging for attention. “O-oh God, yes! I’m your slut! Your slut, Santana! Just fuck me!”
Her walls were already started to pulse and clench around Santana’s fist as it rammed in and out of her. Her body ached and she knew she’d be beyond sore tomorrow, but she didn’t care. She wanted Santana’s touch, needed her slamming her pussy to quench the burning flames of her arousal. She could feel the slick wetness of her arousal sliding from her body, dripping down her thighs to pool on the sheets beneath her. She’d never been so hot, so painfully turned on as she was with Santana’s cum drying on her body and her fist wrist deep in her cunt. She groaned and bucked her hips, trying to draw Santana even deeper.
“Please fuck me, Santana! Fuck me hard! Take me and make me yours! Oh god!” She gasped out the words, tightening her muscles around Santana’s hand, “Or d-do I need to go to Noah after this?” She hoped the suggestion would inspire Santana to the passion she craved from the fiery Latina.
Santana slammed her fist into the girl’s body, “Shut the fuck up.” She spat, her hand releasing and tightening inside the girl’s hole. Her other hand moved up and twisted the girl’s nipple and watched as she screamed out into the room. She leaned over and ran her teeth against the girl’s breast, sucking and biting roughly to leave dark, angry marks on olive skin.
Rachel cried out, her back arching pressing her breasts harder into Santana’s rough mouth, her nipples straining painfully at her arousal. “God, I need you so badly it hurts! I’m on fire because of you! You make me want you just walking down the hall at school! I imagine you shoving me against the lockers and just taking what you want!” Her hips thrust into the first slamming against her, wrenching an almost painful cry from her with each slap of knuckles against her cervix.
The Latina grunted and bit the other girl’s nipple hard as she twisted her hand inside the girl. “Come, come all over my hand.”
The words, the twist rubbing hard over her g-spot, the bite - she wasn’t certain exactly what it was, but it definitely was. All of the overwhelming sensations that had been building and building to a fever pitch in the pit of her stomach suddenly exploded out of her. Her body clenched down hard on Santana’s hand, trapping her in place as she trembled and shook with climax. Hot fluid spurted from her body, sliding over Santana’s wrist and arm as she cried out, actually blacking out from the force of her orgasm.
Santana pulled out, leaving the blacked out girl on her bed and headed into her bathroom to clean up. A couple moments after she left, Rachel managed to return to herself, fighting against the rubbery feeling pervading her body to push to her feet and pull her clothes on. She couldn’t help the feeling of weakness or uncertainty as she brushed her fingers over the dark bruises on her chest or felt the mini tremors that hit as every step flexed her abused pussy as she crossed the room and carefully pulled her clothes back on. She’d supposed she had gotten what she wanted - Santana’s passionate and the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced - but she'd been left alone again, the sick dirty feeling filling her as she made her way to the window.
"I wish I knew what I was doing wrong with you, Santana Lopez. Why can't you see me?" she murmured at the closed bathroom door before slipping out the window and down the tree. She nearly fell twice her legs were so limp feeling, but she managed without too much mishap, beginning the long walk back to her home.
Author: Sio & Maura
Rating: Hard NC-17
Length: 11,219
Spoilers: This is AU. No Beth. No Lucy. Puck/Rachel lasted for a few months instead of a week and Jesse is a bigger ass than canon. Also Santana's promiscuity implied in the canon is not in effect for this fic for reasons that will be made evident.
Pairing: Rachel/Santana, Puck/Quinn
Summary: Rachel's longed after someone since the first day they met, but will a big secret bring them together or destroy them?
Warnings (highlight to read): Gender Identity Disorder, pregnancy, angst, topping, language, voyeurism, dub-con, non-con, anal, oral, vaginal, public, fisting, size-kink, and talk of self harm
Author's Notes: We wish to make it very clear that the acts depicted within this and the next chapter are of dubious consent at best. No, the girls do not acknowledge this until later and things continue in a fashion which is not normal or very healthy. We have developed this story in a manner that what grows out of this very unhealthy start is something, hopefully, more healthy, but we want very strongly to note that we do not approve of the actions in a real life scenario.
Chapter Three - Untouched
It had been nearly two days since their auditorium encounter. Rachel's eyes followed Santana whenever she came into view, the hot throbbing between her thighs growing with every second she could see the fiery Latina. She didn't understand why giving herself to the other girl hadn't worked, hadn't served to draw her to her.
But Santana didn’t show any signs of wanting to repeat the encounter and it was intensely frustrating. Even letting her boyfriend Finn fumble finger her or Puck eat her out after he caught her fingering herself to keep him from telling everyone - again. And what was he doing to catch her so often? Stalking her? - wasn’t enough to give her the overwhelming explosion of feeling that Santana’s thick cock slamming into her could provide. She wanted to be released by Santana, to be wanted by Santana. Only with Santana had she ever felt completely sated and fulfilled, even if she had felt so worthless when she walked away from her.
Finally, when she was knuckle deep in her soaking core in the bathroom - with the door securely locked to keep from having to touch Puck again - her skirt high around her hips and her free hand alternating between pinching and stroking over her aching clit and nipples, the idea came to her. If Santana wouldn’t come to - and on and in - her, then she would go to Santana. A slow smile curled her lips as the heat built to overwhelming force in the pit of her stomach and she climaxed, clenching around her fingers as she thought about sneaking into Santana’s home for an afternoon rendezvous.
It was Saturday, which meant that Santana was passed out on her bed after her pre-dawn Cheerios practice. She didn’t even bother changing out of her uniform, she had come home and stripped out of her top and collapsed onto her bed in just a bra and her skirt. Her entire body ached and the only thing that she wanted to do for the next few hours was sleep, then maybe have Puck over for some ‘bro time’ as he like to refer to it. He mostly had been aching to get his dick back into Santana’s tight ass since Puck couldn’t get the girl he really wanted.
She feel asleep with her arm over her face, laying on her back snoring softly in the dark room.
Rachel had never been quite so happy for the heat of the day that Saturday than she was when she realized the heat had encouraged the other girl to leave the window to her bedroom open. Smiling to herself with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, arousal already starting to coat her thighs as thought about the girl possibly sleeping in the room, she clambered over the fence into Santana’s backyard and carefully hoisted herself up into the tree beside the Latina’s window. Almost ten minutes - and a bit of scratching on sensitive places - later, she was slipping into the window, her eyes on her prize.
Her mouth had gone dry, all the moisture seeming to have flowed down to the pit of her stomach at the sight of that tight body stretched out on her bed. She couldn’t help it, she wanted to know the other girl's touch again so bad her nipples where aching just from the touch of her shirt and bra. Watching Santana carefully, she quietly stripped out of her clothes until she was completely nude before slipping across the floor and eased onto the bed, pausing once she was on to make sure Santana hadn’t woken. She didn’t want the other girl to kick her out and she just needed her so bad it hurt.
Slipping her fingers carefully under the spankies and tight panties containing the beautiful girl’s secret and carefully eased them down her legs and off, watching to make sure she didn’t wake her. For a moment she thought about removing the skirt as well, but in the end, she settled for unfastening the bra and gently running her fingers over the other girl’s full breasts, tweaking her nipples until they stood in stiff peaks. She smiled and licked her lips at the sight of the Latina’s responsive breasts and the way her nipples felt under her fingers, wondering what they might taste like. But she didn't want to wake the girl too soon and get kicked out, so her hands slid further south, sliding through the pleats of her cheerleading skirt and gently squeezing the flaccid member she found there.
Sliding down to lie between Santana’s sprawled open legs the way Puck had told her guys liked to be woken up, she carefully slipped the limp penis into her mouth, sucking slowly as she watched for signs of the girl’s wakefulness. Her fingers gently fondled her balls, even sucking them into her mouth with the slowly hardening cock for a bit before it all got too much and she had to focus on the arousing member. She licked it, coating it with her saliva, the tip of her tongue flicking over the bulbous head as she carefully watched Santana.
The sleeping girl kept her arm over her eyes and stayed asleep. Her body shook slightly as her cock was sucked on gently by her intruder. She grunted in her sleep, hips thrusting slightly as she played out a wet dream inside her sleep addled mind not knowing that it was happening in real life.
Rachel barely stifled the moan that wanted to come out as she swallowed around the dick sliding down her throat when Santana’s hips bucked up into her. It was what she wanted she told herself, the unconscious sexual prowess of the Latina. She let the stiff, saliva soaked cock to slip from her lips, a thin line of spit connecting them for a moment before she straightened and crawled up to position herself over the proud member.
Licking her lips and holding herself open with one hand while she carefully guided Santana’s penis with the other. The bulbous head sitting at her entrance, she hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath and reassuring herself that she was taking the right path, carefully lowered herself onto the other girl’s erection with a low groan she couldn’t help at the feeling of once again being so filled. She whimpered softly as she raised herself and started sliding up and down on the slick shaft. Rolling her hips, she reached forward and tweaked Santana’s nipples for a bit before turning her attention to her own breasts, squeezing the Latina’s cock with her inner muscles as she rode her, her hands pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingers as she let her head fall back.
Santana’s eyes blinked open when she felt the weight slink down on top of her. The arm across her face slapped down to her side and she stared at the girl fucking herself on top of her dick.
“The fuck?” The Latina grumbled, “What are you doing, hobbit?”
If Rachel was startled by Santana waking up, she certainly didn’t show it, continuing to ride the girl and toy with her nipples. “You,” she groaned, coming closer and closer to orgasm, “and not nearly as well as you do me. Oh God...”
“Fuck.” Santana growled, using her strength to flip them over. She started pounding into the smaller girl, taking her legs and pushing them back so her knees reached her ears. “You come into my house, my room and wake me the fuck up? Just so what? You can get yourself off on me?” Santana punctuated every statement by a sharp thrust of her hips that beat the inside of the girl’s body and bounced the tip of her dick against the back of Rachel’s pussy.
Rachel moaned as the pleasure built higher and higher which each smack against her cervix. She writhed beneath Santana, her legs pressing up against her arms as she struggled to arch up to meet each pound. “Oh God, yes,” she ground out from between clenched teeth, desperately wanting to be what she felt Santana wanted or needed, her head thrown back against the mattress, “Oh God, fuck me, Santana! Fuck me hard!”
The Latina grunted and pushed the girl’s legs further into the bed, “Shut. The fuck up, treasure trail.” Santana groaned, as she moved herself so her dick pushed into the girl sideways, “Stay quiet so I can picture that you’re someone else.” She continued to slam into her, “Anyone else.”
“Like,” Rachel gasped, “Q-quinn? Or... or B-brittany?” She sounded slightly bitter, but she was so close and Santana felt so good between her legs.
“Fuck you.” She spat, stopping her fucking all together. “You know nothing about my relationship with them.” Santana started to pull out of the diva.
Rachel whined and tried to push up into Santana held down as she was, doing her best to keep the still stiff cock inside her, “I know you like them. I’ve seen you look at them. You can imagine I’m them. I don’t care. Just fuck me, Santana. I don’t care how rough you are. Hurt me if you want! Just don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”
Santana chucked softly, “Bitch, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said pulling the entire length out of the girl, “I want to hear you beg for it. How much you want me to pound into your pussy.”
“Oh God, please,” Rachel sobbed, teetering on the edge of climax, “I need you, Santana. You’re the only one who can fill me like that, the only one who makes me come so hard. Please, oh please fuck me! I’m begging you, Santana, please! I need you! No one else feels like you do or can fuck me like you do! You’re the only one who can make me come, Santana! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me hard! I’ll do anything! You can fuck me anywhere or anyway you want! Just please!”
“Good.” Santana smiled evilly as she slammed back into the girl. She pushed hard until she bottomed out in the girl’s core. “How does that feel? Does that make you feel like a slut? Me punishing your cunt until it weeps with cum?” She dug her nails into the girl’s thighs as she rotated her hips and groaned at the feeling of her head getting squished against the hard wall.
Rachel gasped and moaned, almost biting her tongue when Santana first slammed back into her, “Oh... Oh God, yes! It’s... It’s wonderful! I love it when you fill me!” Her walls pulsed against Santana, gripping the thick shaft tightly as she started to slide back into nearly orgasming, “I’m your wh-whore," her voice caught on the degrading word, "Santana, Just fuck me! Please, please fuck me!”
“Good girl.” Santana grunted, pulling out and slamming into her, over, and over again. She shuddered feeling her dick swell more, knowing that she was gonna cum soon. “Fuck, your pussy is tight.” She grunted as she slammed one more extremely hard time when she felt Rachel’s orgasm approaching. She shot her white hot cum into Rachel’s body letting out a loud scream of pleasure.
“O-oh God! Santana!” Rachel gasped, her body flooded with the intensity of her orgasm at the Latina’s hands. Her eyes rolled back as her back arched, forcing her up tighter against Santana, her pussy spasming around Santana’s dick, milking it for all it was worth. Everything was white and she hovered on the edge of passing out from the force of her climax.
Santana quickly pulled out and started rapidly jacking off her wet dick, she used their mixed cum as lubrication as she tented up to full arousal. She closed her eyes, but couldn’t help the few glimpses of cum dripping out of Rachel’s hole and onto her bed and the flush naked body sprawled out beneath her. She moaned softly as she frantically got to her orgasm again and shot thick ropes of cum all over Rachel's stomach and breasts. She kept stroking her cock and came again right in Rachel’s face.
Rachel moaned as the thick fluid splashed over her body, the way her nipples tightened as the warmth spread over them, causing them to almost visibly harden. She brought her hands up while Santana stroked herself to a third orgasm, rubbing the semen over her body and groaning as it began drying on her skin, her fingers slipping between her cum-soaked folds to stroke herself. When the hot cum splashed over her face, she couldn’t help gathering as much as she could with her tongue, licking every drop she could reach with a low groan. “Yes...” she groaned out, her voice deep and husky with arousal, “Come on me, in me, I don’t care it’s all wonderful. Oh God, you’re so delicious.”
Santana’s dick fell semi erect out of her hand, as she sat back on her bed with a groan. She looked up at the spread eagled girl on her bed. She wished it was anyone else, anyone other than Rachel Berry that found out about her extra parts. She wanted to kick the girl out, to make her walk home limping and cum soaked; but she just sat there with her hand covering her dick as she waited for Rachel to move. She was scared, of everyone finding out she was biologically male. Of Rachel telling people her secret.
Rachel blinked up at her, pearls of cum clinging to her eyelashes and streaking her cheeks where her tongue couldn’t reach. Her fingers worked between her folds, urging her body to another climax as she pinched and rolled her sticky with cum nipples. The entire time she she worked her body, she watched Santana, her eyes roving over her tanned body with a lusty gaze, taking in erect nipples and just wanting them in her mouth. Wanting Santana in her mouth.
“I want you,” she groaned, pushing two sticky fingers into her still dripping hole and fucking herself, “I want you so bad, Santana. I want you in my mouth, I want to suck you so bad and feel your hot cum sliding down my throat. I want you all over my body. Just take me, Santana. However you want me... I’m yours. I’m your slut. Treat me as your property and use me...”
Santana slowly removed her hand from her member, wondering how this all got so fucked as she did. She held it up, pushing the Cheerios’ skirt to the side and made no effort to move. “If you want it. You come get it.” She said unsure but her fingers stroking the smooth skin slowly as she spoke.
Rachel slowly pulled her dripping fingers from her hole and pushed herself to her hands and knees. “Do you mean that?” she whispered, trying to speak as wantonly as she could as she crawled forward, hoping that the room was dark enough to hide her embarrassed blush, “Will you let me drink your cum? Let me feel it pouring down my throat in a hot stream as I swallow it down? Let me take you in my mouth and suck you off? I have excellent breath control and a non-existent gag reflex and can take you to the hilt if you let me. Let you all the way down my throat...”
Her breath was hot over Santana’s erect dick as she rolled her eyes to look up at Santana with a tiny smile. She didn’t mind being used by the Latina as long as she got to be with the other girl. It wasn’t like she was worried about her reputation - there was no way Santana would let any of this get out while she was still hiding her own special secret.
Santana licked her lips and moved to slide off her skirt before Rachel took her deep into her throat. Santana was trying to act like the breath on the tip didn’t drive her crazy, even though her dick was now at her full length. “Suck it.” She demanded, raising her hips to rub the tip against the other girl’s pouty lips.
“As you command, Santana,” Rachel breathed, slowly wrapping her lips around Santana’s erection and carefully easing down, her teeth lightly scraping over the veined length as she kept her eyes rolled up to watch the Latina’s reaction as her tip first bumped against the back of Rachel’s throat and then slid down into that slick tunnel. She swallowed against the feeling of too much in her throat, the muscles working the cock she was sucking as she reached up and fondled her balls, rolling them between her fingers.
“Fuck.” Santana moaned, her hand going into Rachel’s hair. She tangled into it roughly and got ready to guide the girl. She groaned, her hips arching a bit when the full length was in Rachel’s mouth.
Rachel groaned around the cock filling her mouth and throat and just nodded, her head slowly sliding up and down Santana’s stiff cock. Being with the other girl was nearly everything she’d hoped for when she’d set her sights on the Latina and more - far more - than she’d dreamed she could hope for when she’d found out about her little friend. Then she sucked Santana’s dick back into her throat, choking slightly until she readjusted to having her throat fucked.
Santana pulled Rachel’s hair so she could thrust down the girl's throat harshly. She grunted and watched as Rachel’s nose pressed into her hip before pulling herself out and slamming back down the girl’s throat. “Fuck. Take it.” She mumbled pulling herself out and smacking it against the girl’s face hard enough to leave a light mark. Santana fisted her cock and pressed it against the girl’s lips. “Open up.” She said as she felt her cock quivering in lust.
Rachel knelt in front of her, knees splayed to the side, the mixture of her arousal and Santana’s cum dripping from her cunt, hands on Santana’s hips and her mouth gaping open for Santana’s cum, begging in the humiliating way her research implied men enjoyed, “Please, Santana. Give it to me. I want you in my mouth. Please. Please come on me. Come in my mouth. Please...”
Santana pumped a few more times and the hot cum spurted out and hit Rachel’s face, splashing into her mouth. After several pumps, the abnormal amount of cum slid into Rachel’s throat as Santana shook. Rachel swallowed as quickly as she could, taking down the thick ropes of cum and licking her lips to catch every last drop.
“Oh God,” she groaned, her voice slightly muffled by the sheer amount of semen filling her mouth, “So good... so good. I want more... I need it, Santana.”
Santana sat up and pushed Rachel back and slammed her fingers into Rachel harshly, she pushed her back and slid three fingers inside her. “So fucking wet, you little whore.” She kept pushing and slipped her little finger in and rotated her wrist. “I wonder...” Santana remarked, her smirk broadening as she worked her entire fist into the girl. “Well. Look at that. You really are a fucking slut. You can take my whole fist into your cunt.”
It hurt, but Rachel just laid back and spread her legs as far apart as she could, moaning as erotically as she could and arching her back so her tits pointed up, nipples straining and begging for attention. “O-oh God, yes! I’m your slut! Your slut, Santana! Just fuck me!”
Her walls were already started to pulse and clench around Santana’s fist as it rammed in and out of her. Her body ached and she knew she’d be beyond sore tomorrow, but she didn’t care. She wanted Santana’s touch, needed her slamming her pussy to quench the burning flames of her arousal. She could feel the slick wetness of her arousal sliding from her body, dripping down her thighs to pool on the sheets beneath her. She’d never been so hot, so painfully turned on as she was with Santana’s cum drying on her body and her fist wrist deep in her cunt. She groaned and bucked her hips, trying to draw Santana even deeper.
“Please fuck me, Santana! Fuck me hard! Take me and make me yours! Oh god!” She gasped out the words, tightening her muscles around Santana’s hand, “Or d-do I need to go to Noah after this?” She hoped the suggestion would inspire Santana to the passion she craved from the fiery Latina.
Santana slammed her fist into the girl’s body, “Shut the fuck up.” She spat, her hand releasing and tightening inside the girl’s hole. Her other hand moved up and twisted the girl’s nipple and watched as she screamed out into the room. She leaned over and ran her teeth against the girl’s breast, sucking and biting roughly to leave dark, angry marks on olive skin.
Rachel cried out, her back arching pressing her breasts harder into Santana’s rough mouth, her nipples straining painfully at her arousal. “God, I need you so badly it hurts! I’m on fire because of you! You make me want you just walking down the hall at school! I imagine you shoving me against the lockers and just taking what you want!” Her hips thrust into the first slamming against her, wrenching an almost painful cry from her with each slap of knuckles against her cervix.
The Latina grunted and bit the other girl’s nipple hard as she twisted her hand inside the girl. “Come, come all over my hand.”
The words, the twist rubbing hard over her g-spot, the bite - she wasn’t certain exactly what it was, but it definitely was. All of the overwhelming sensations that had been building and building to a fever pitch in the pit of her stomach suddenly exploded out of her. Her body clenched down hard on Santana’s hand, trapping her in place as she trembled and shook with climax. Hot fluid spurted from her body, sliding over Santana’s wrist and arm as she cried out, actually blacking out from the force of her orgasm.
Santana pulled out, leaving the blacked out girl on her bed and headed into her bathroom to clean up. A couple moments after she left, Rachel managed to return to herself, fighting against the rubbery feeling pervading her body to push to her feet and pull her clothes on. She couldn’t help the feeling of weakness or uncertainty as she brushed her fingers over the dark bruises on her chest or felt the mini tremors that hit as every step flexed her abused pussy as she crossed the room and carefully pulled her clothes back on. She’d supposed she had gotten what she wanted - Santana’s passionate and the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced - but she'd been left alone again, the sick dirty feeling filling her as she made her way to the window.
"I wish I knew what I was doing wrong with you, Santana Lopez. Why can't you see me?" she murmured at the closed bathroom door before slipping out the window and down the tree. She nearly fell twice her legs were so limp feeling, but she managed without too much mishap, beginning the long walk back to her home.