Filled - Part 1 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 19:53:44 UTC
“Principle Figgins, the blatant favoritism shown to the athletes of this school is simply unfair!” Rachel sat on the edge of her seat as she tried desperately to get exempt from P.E
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Re: Filled - Part 2 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:06:10 UTC
Class was easy that day and she was happy. They went over the various activities they would be participating in throughout the year, though most of it went in one ear and out the other, the majority her attention spent staring at Quinn. She looked different then she did last year, better, but different. Her features had matured; her hair seemed a bit darker, her skin was basking in a healthy summer glow. Although Quinn made no secret of her distaste for her, Rachel could not help but still admire her. She held a sort of classic beauty, and the gym uniforms provided did nothing to hide the contours of her body; the defined arms and firm thighs were on full display. It was clear that not a shred of the baby weight remained on her, her stomach looked flat and toned, and Rachel wondered idly what type of regiment she must have used to acquire it
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Re: Filled - Part 3 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:11:11 UTC
The second she saw Quinn exit the room Rachel fell back against the lockers and released a shaky breath. It was official; Gym was going to be complete and total torture. She could not subject herself to being in the same room with Quinn as she changed. She would be absolutely mortified if her secret ever got out, that she lusted after her tormentor, her boyfriend’s ex, the former Head Cheerio. She had to spend another two years in this hell hole whether she liked it or not and she wasn’t keen on the idea of making her high school experience any more unbearable.
I’ll just have to avoid being in here with her at the same time. She told herself silently as she began undressing. I’ll find excuses to arrive or leave a few minutes late or early. I’m sure Daddy will write a note. Or maybe I’ll tell the nurse I have a phobia of locker rooms, surely they can’t force me to change in front of other people. Silently she re-clothed herself as her mind went through option after option. She would use all of them if she had to
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Re: Filled - Part 4 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:18:51 UTC
Poor Finn had been deluded into thinking she got that excited for him, the small wet spot she would leave on his jeans after their make-out sessions giving him a false sense of pride, but she knew better. It was never him. In the beginning it had just been the remnants of a long school day spent in dirty fantasies but slowly Quinn started creeping into her mind with him as well, and of course on those times the dampness would be more defined
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Re: Filled - Part 5 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:21:26 UTC
The faintest of whines escaped Rachel’s throat at the request and she squirmed. Her palms began to sweat and her nipples hardened at just the thought of inching that zipper down her spine, there was no way she could actually do it. Nervously she glanced around the room looking for any excuse to leave, a fire alarm to pull, a hole to crawl into, anything but taking those steps towards the statuesque blonde asking for her help.
“Rachel!” The harsh tone and use of her actual name snapped her eyes back to Quinn. “Seriously, what is wrong with you?” Quinn looked over her shoulder at her. She was actually being sincere, though her tone made it just sound like another one of her snide remarks. But Rachel had been acting strange lately even by her standards. She had been fidgety, leaving classes early, leaving Glee early, she spoke less, even now she looked like she might have a fever, there was a light perspiration on her forehead, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed over
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Re: Filled - Part 6 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:24:35 UTC
“Seriously Rachel, are you ok?” Quinn closed her locker and looked at her, she honestly looked like she was about to be sick. Internally Quinn wasn’t feeling all that well either. The light touch of Rachel’s thumb had caused an unusual reaction in her, one that she hadn’t felt since the height of her pregnancy hormones, and one that she certainly didn’t want being elicited by her. Still, begrudgingly it had happened, the feel of the soft finger had sent a chill through her. To make matters worse the entire time she was changing she had imagined Rachel’s eyes on her, hoping they were roaming her appreciatively, only to turn around and find them closed and the brunette looking like she might get sick. There used to be a time when people couldn’t help but stare at her, apparently she had lost her touch.
Rachel’s eyes shot open to find Quinn facing her, thankfully fully clothed. She swallowed to lubricate her suddenly dry mouth, and nodded. “Yeah, I’m just…” Just what, aching for you? “I haven’t been feeling well
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Re: Filled - Part 7 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:29:10 UTC
She glanced down on her body; beads of perspiration had already settled on her stomach, her nipples pushed against the silk of her bra, her clit was visibly hard through the cotton of her panties. She whimpered and dug her nails into her thigh as she pushed forward again, gripping her other hand more firmly along the bench.
Maybe this will help. She told herself, her hips rolling. I’ll get my concentration back; I’ll stop fantasizing about Quinn.
“Oh god, Quinn…” Her leg twitched and she thrust harder, thoughts of her spurring her need
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Re: Filled - Part 8 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:30:53 UTC
“Right there…” Her fantasy deepened, it was Quinn below her as she canted and pitched, her stomach burned as she imagined the toned thigh getting coated in her wetness, flexing with her body. Her grunts and whimpers grew louder as she pushed on. If it wasn’t for the blood rushing through her ears she might have heard the door open, or the soft calling of her name, but she hadn’t, and she continued unaware of the sudden spectator
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Re: Filled - Part 9 - Re: Rachel !masturbation !rubbing !at schoolpleasure_chestJanuary 13 2011, 20:42:50 UTC
Did she just…no!? Quinn gripped tighter to the locker feeling suddenly lightheaded. I misheard, she said Finn. But then she saw Rachel twitch again and her own name was definitely the only breaking the heavy silent air. Oh my god, she was thinking of me?? She wished it upset her, but it did nothing but fuel her arousal further. Rachel at this point was glowing, a small smile curled on her lips as she rested her head on the bench, her long hair sticking to the sweat on her back, her arms listlessly hanging over the edge, her eyes closed in bliss. Meanwhile Quinn was on fire, and it was her fault. Silently she stalked closer, with each step the heady smell of Rachel’s arousal invaded her and clouded her head causing her nostrils to flare. Her body was overriding all of the flashing red warning signals, the knowledge that Rachel had just come by thinking of her spurring her to act without thought. As she stepped and straddled the bench behind her Rachel suddenly became aware of another presence in the room and shot upright
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I’ll just have to avoid being in here with her at the same time. She told herself silently as she began undressing. I’ll find excuses to arrive or leave a few minutes late or early. I’m sure Daddy will write a note. Or maybe I’ll tell the nurse I have a phobia of locker rooms, surely they can’t force me to change in front of other people. Silently she re-clothed herself as her mind went through option after option. She would use all of them if she had to ( ... )
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“Rachel!” The harsh tone and use of her actual name snapped her eyes back to Quinn. “Seriously, what is wrong with you?” Quinn looked over her shoulder at her. She was actually being sincere, though her tone made it just sound like another one of her snide remarks. But Rachel had been acting strange lately even by her standards. She had been fidgety, leaving classes early, leaving Glee early, she spoke less, even now she looked like she might have a fever, there was a light perspiration on her forehead, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed over ( ... )
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Rachel’s eyes shot open to find Quinn facing her, thankfully fully clothed. She swallowed to lubricate her suddenly dry mouth, and nodded. “Yeah, I’m just…” Just what, aching for you? “I haven’t been feeling well ( ... )
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Maybe this will help. She told herself, her hips rolling. I’ll get my concentration back; I’ll stop fantasizing about Quinn.
“Oh god, Quinn…” Her leg twitched and she thrust harder, thoughts of her spurring her need ( ... )
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*gulp*
YOU ARE GOING TO CONTINUE THIS RIGHT?
YOU CAN'T STOP NOW THAT QUINN GOT THERE
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Here's to hoping you feel obliged to continue.
AMAZING.
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*struggles internaly*
Thank you for sharing :') You did so well.. I love your writing.
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