fic: long distance

Jun 01, 2010 19:00

Title: long distance
Author: flipflop555
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn.
Summary: Quinn's out of town when Rachel has the house to herself. Since they can't have loud sex together, they do it over the phone!!
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing and no one in this story, work of fiction!


   “Quinn would be away the one weekend I have to myself,” Rachel groaned to herself as she microwaved her dinner. “She yells at me that I scream when I cum, the one time it wouldn’t be a problem, and she’s out of town!” Rachel was shouting for the sake of shouting, frustrated that her girlfriend had to go to a Cheerio competition. Rachel scowled as the microwave beeped, but she made her peace with the situation and brought her food into the living room.

After her meal, Rachel walked up to her room to watch a movie and go to sleep. She was plenty frustrated and didn’t feel like doing much or seeing anyone. As she placed the Funny Girl DVD into the machine, she heard her phone begin playing it’s ringtone. She muted the television and walked back to her bed to see “Quinn :-*” on the screen. Rachel grimaced at the reminder of the girl who wasn’t with her before flipping her phone open.

“Hello?” Rachel grumbled.

“Hey baby! I miss you so much!” Quinn sounded really enthusiastic for someone who wasn’t, and could have been, having mind-blowing sex with her ultra hot girlfriend.

“I would miss you if I wasn’t so pissed at you Q” Rachel said through a pout. She heard Quinn giggle. “It’s not funny at all! I could scream as loud as I wanted this weekend, and this weekend only, and you’re not even here to make it happen!”

There was silence. Rachel suddenly wondered if she had been too hard on Quinn or if it wasn’t apparent that she really was kidding. As she opened her mouth to apologize, Quinn broke the silence. “What are you wearing?”

Rachel paused, mighty confused. “What am I wearing? Ummm, I dunno, my Wiggles t-shirt and red sweatpants, why?” Quinn smirked at her girlfriend’s ignorance.

“Take them off baby. Slowly…” Quinn growled into the receiver. Rachel still wasn’t catching on. “Why? It’s cold in here!” Quinn sighed, before whispering into the phone, “Rach, do I have to spell it out for you? I’m trying to have phone sex with you!” Rachel’s jaw dropped and her cheeks flushed.

“Q…I love you but I-I’m not really comfortable with that…”

“Rachel, I’m naked right now. My hand is tugging at my nipples, they’re so stiff. I’m thinking about you biting them, just how I like it. Oooooh, yes…” Quinn whined. Rachel sat down on her bed and stared down at her feet embarrassed, as if the whole world knew what she was thinking of doing. “Rach, you there? I’m teasing both of my nipples now, it feels so good. I’m picturing you tugging them and sucking them. Mmmm, just like that Rachel, just like that!” Quinn was getting into this.

Finally Rachel decided she couldn’t leave her girl hanging, but she just didn’t really know what to do. “I, umm, I’m playing with your…breasts?” She heard Quinn sigh. “Baby, is that how we talk when we’re in bed? I’ve taught you better than that!” Quinn groaned. Rachel could practically hear the grin on Quinn’s face as she said that.

“Um, I-no. No, we say some, uhhhh…other stuff…” Rachel was really having a hard time getting in the mood, it felt so foreign. “Like what Rach, talk to me baby, please?” Quinn asked encouragingly “Tell me what you want to do to me, and then I’ll do you, ok?”

Rachel sighed and thought for a second. “Well, I would kiss your lips softly at first…and-and cup your brea-your tits. I would cup your tits and rub your nipples until they got hard,” Rachel ventured. She lay back on her bed, slipping her hand under her shirt.

“Oh Rachel, good babe. I like that so much,” Quinn sighed.  Her hand was gently tweaking her nipples, eyes clenched as she pictured the tan girl on top of her. Rachel felt herself smiling with pride, listening to her girlfriend pleasure herself because Rachel was turning her on. “Keep going Rach, keep going please,” Quinn whined quietly.

“Ok, so I kiss down your neck slowly, still tugging those nipples, like that Q?” Rachel was starting to get into this phone sex thing. She started rubbing her own nipples, thinking of what she wanted to do next. Quinn whimpered a “yes” as Rachel began to speak again. “So I take one nipple in my mouth and I suck it slow baby. Now I’m biting it lightly while I pinch the other one. Oooh, Quinn, this is-this is fun,” Rachel groaned as she began sliding her hand out from under her shirt, resting them on her tan stomach. Quinn wasn’t talking at this point, just panting.

“Now Q, I’m sliding my hand down your stomach and I slip it into your pants,” Rachel slowly put her hand down her own pants and cupped her sex, surprised to find a pool of warm liquid. Rachel groaned with pleasure at the teasing. “Are you wet baby? Am I getting you wet?”

Quinn groaned quietly. “Yea, Rach, I’m fucking soaked for you. I’m dripping down my thighs and on my sheets, all for you baby.” Rachel’s ego was getting bigger, not that it needed it. But she kept going anyways, desperate to make Quinn shout her name hundreds of miles away. “I wanna tease you Q. I run my finger up and down your slit. You know what I do now babe? I take that finger and I suck all your cream off it. Mmmmmm, oh Q, you taste so good!” Rachel could hear Quinn’s breathing go up, she was trying hard to not go farther than teasing, abiding by Rachel’s rules.

Well Rachel wasn’t about to stop her girlfriend from feeling pleasure. “I slide two fingers in your wet sex baby. It’s so easy, you’re fucking soaking,” Rachel whined, sliding her own two fingers into herself. “I’m fucking you rough baby, like that? In and out, hard and fast. Th-th-three fingers now!” Rachel was fucking herself hard, getting closer as she listened to Quinn whining and moaning. “Rachel, I’m close! I’m on the fuckin edge for you!”

Rachel was too, and dammit she wanted to cum. “I-I’m-oooooh Quin!!!! I’m rubbing your clit now! T-t-tight little cirrrcles!! YES!!!” Rachel started tightening around her fingers as Quinn began to moan incredibly loudly. “Rach!!! Scream for me! Scream l-l-like I was wiiith you, pleeease!” Quinn screamed. Rachel could hear from her tone that she wouldn’t cum without it. So Rachel wailed in ecstasy, rubbing her clit hard. “QUINN!!!! FUCK QUINN!!! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUUUUUUMMING!!!” Rachel tightened around her fingers, hearing Quinn scream like she never heard her scream before.

Finally there was silence. Well, almost. There was heavy panting, but that was all. After two minutes of recovery, Quinn broke the silence. “Wow. Rachel. Oh my…that was spectacular. I didn’t…I didn’t know you had that in you.”

Rachel smiled as she pulled her fingers out of herself. “I didn’t either. But wow, that was fun!” Both girls giggled. “Want me to do you now, babe?” Quinn asked quietly. “Nah, I,” Rachel began giggling, “I just came pretty hard to you Q. I’m exhausted…”

“Yea, me too. I guess I’ll go to bed. I love you baby,” Quinn whispered lovingly.

“I love you too Q. I can’t wait till you get home” Rachel replied, curling up with the phone.

“Same. We can make that happen for real next time,” Quinn said with a smirk.

“Looking forward to it. Night babe!”

“Night night hun”


rachel/quinn, fic: rating-nc 17

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