Fill Me, Drill Me, Fulfill Me (3/?)
Title: Fill Me, Drill Me, Fulfill Me (3/?)
Author: lps_record (sneaky-robot)
Rating: M
Length: 4000+
Spoilers: Rocky Horror Glee Show
There was something wrong with her. She had always been turned on by Rachel, but ever since sleeping with her and being given a hand-job by her, she was now constantly aroused. The brunette was the only thing in her mind. Her lips, her thighs, her legs, her hips, hey eyes, her smile, her laugh, just everything about her.
They were in Glee now, and surprise, surprise, Rachel was performing. Only this time her scorching gaze was set on Quinn instead of an angry and confused looking Finn. They had both, unbeknown to each other, broken up with their respective boyfriends via text.
Everyone was just starring at the diva and cheerleader like it was a ping pong match. Eyebrows were rising on some, others had they're jaws dropped, while others had smirks on their faces and one was thinking about if a rhinoceros could pass as a fat, gray, unicorn.
The stares went unphased by the oblivious couple who were too into their seductive game to notice. Rachel was singing some sexy song that Quinn wasn't listening to since her other senses were focused on her body, eyes, and lips. Rachel was seducing her slowly with the sway of her body and that sultry gaze. By this point, Quinn had her legs tightly crossed and a drawing pad covering her erection.
Rachel was very aware of Quinn's body language and the effect she was having on the cheerleader.
As her performance came to an end, the glee club broke into slow, scattered clapping as they erupted into chatter.
"Dude, they're totally doing it."
"Is anybody's gaydar pinging like crazy?"
"San, I heard that cat with mustaches should be taken seriously."
"You gotz to be kidding me, Q and RuPaul? Psh, I'm hotter than both of them combined"
While everyone was chattering about Glee's new situation, a note was dropped unto Quinn's lap.
"Meet me at the auditorium, front row, center, right after glee. I'll make it worth your while ;)" -RB*
Quinn smirked, knowing she wouldn't have to take her situation into her own hands. She also wanted to ask her something important.
"Alright you guys, settle down! Rachel that was an interesting performance but your song choice may have been a tad too..sexual...so tone it down next time?" Mr. Shue said, cowering a bit when he saw Quinn Fabray glare at him.
"Ok you guys, this is all for now see you all next time!" He clapped.
Everyone got up noisily, leaving and talking about the recent turn of events. Kurt and Mercedes already texting furiously on their phones.
Quinn again was the last to get up. She watched as Rachel passed her by with an extra sway of her ass, looked over her shoulder, winked and left.
She let out a breath trying to calm ger erection enough to get up without any suspicion of her situation.
As she thought about Coach Sylvester and Coach Beiste, her erection deflated, disgusted with herself that she had to use those means to calm her raging hormones. She wondered as to when she became a a horny 13 year old boy. Oh yea, when I was between a certain brunette's thighs.
Shaking her head, she put her stuff away in her Cheerios bag, she got up and left the choir room but not before being stopped by an arm on her bicep.
"What's going on with you and Manhands?" Santana asked.
"Nothing is going on with Rachel and I" Quinn responded, breaking Santana's hold on her arm.
"Q, please, she was literally undressing you with her eyes and eye-fucking you, and I know eye-fucking when I see it, I do it all the time."
Quinn rolled her eyes, "Just drop it, why do you care what I do and with who anyway?"
"Because Coach won't be happy that you're banging pom-poms with the school's hobbit, plus you think the population of McKinley High are gonna respect you if you date the thing?"
"Coach won't do shit with what I told her at the beginning of the year, I'm her head bitch in charge and I can be as ruthless as her, and the rest of these Lima losers can suck my balls, they've forgotten how powerful I can be and specially you, don't make me hurt you more than than what I've already have, because deep down, you and I still care for each other, but I won't let you threaten me." Quinn angrily said, panting and red, feeling fury and resentment flow through her veins.
"You must really like Berry then, huh? Saying all this shit to me? She must've been a pretty good fuck for you to be defending her like this. Tell me, oh mighty ice queen, how did it feel to deflower the midget was she super tight or is she really a tranny with a big, thick, long cock and that's why you're still with her?" Santana taunted, but her cocky smirk was wiped away as Quinn slapped her across the face. Hard. She pushed her with anger against the lockers, making them rattle with the force.
Getting up all over Santana's grill she whispered "You won't ever insult Rachel in front of my face. Ever. Or I'll end you Santana. I'll end you so fast you won't even know what hit you. And you more than anyone know how cold hearted I can be" she threated, her voice dripping with icy venom.
With one last push to the furious Latina, she grabbed her stuff and made her way to the auditorium.
Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes as she replayed Santana's words in her mind.
How was she to protect Rachel from all this, when she herself was the freak of the relationship? It's not like she had any control over her body. Her God had made her born that way, and she had to deal with it.
She touched her gold cross laying on her chest, closed her eyes and tried to find peace and calmness before meeting Rachel.
As she entered the barely lighted auditorium, she felt her heart pound faster at the thought of seeing Rachel and finding comfort in her touch.
She made her way towards the first row and sat right in the middle seat. She waited, feeling heaviness in her shoulders of what had transpired earlier and feeling tears threatening to fall again.
"You're upset" Rachel's disembodied voice broke the heavy silence.
Quinn gripped the arm rest, willing her tears to not fall,and looking at her lap to hide her face from wherever Rachel was.
Out of nowhere Rachel seemed to materialize in front her, kneeling, touching her knees and trying to catch her gaze.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked, worried, seeing Quinn Fabray break down was not a sight to behold often, but God almighty, she still looked beautiful.
"Nothing," she automatically responded, trying her hardest to hide her weakness,
"Quinn, if you want this to work, you have to talk to me. I'm here for you, I thought you knew that" Rachel said, hurt that Quinn was closing up on her.
Quinn didn't want to Rachel, far from it, she just didn't want her to know what was hurting her.
"I had a little confrontation with Santana on my way here and it didn't go so well" Quinn started, still not making eye contact.
"And what did she say to make you so upset?" Rachel prodded.
"She was talking shit about you and I slapped her. She said that if you really were a tranny with a cock and that's why I was with you, but it just hurt that she's so close to the truth, that all these years we've, that I, been calling you dehumanizing names when in reality I'm the freak. I'm the freak with the occasional dick and you're perfect, and beautiful and all woman all the time" Quinn spoke, her voice breaking with regret, finally letting her tears fall down her flushed cheeks.
Rachel's heart was breaking and fluttering at the same time for Quinn had called her beautiful and perfect, but breaking because her lover was feeling insecure, guilty, and weak.
She lifted the arm rest from the seat and proceeded to straddle Quinn's lap and made herself comfortable there.
She grasped her face making her make eye contact. Her eyes were bloodshot and watery.
"Shhh, Quinn" she said, wiping the tears from her face with her thumbs, I've forgiven you for calling me all those names and I've always found you beautiful even now that I know what happens to you every month, and I thank you for protecting from Santana's harsh words" she whispered leaning down enough to kiss Quinn's salty lips. She was trying to reassure Quinn with a passionate kiss that everything would be alright, that they would fight the world together.
"That's the thing though, don't you see? I can't protect you." Quinn whispered against her lips, silent tears trailing down her cheeks, "that this..thing...makes me a freak, that if someone insults your femininity, I'll feel guilty because it should be me they should be insulting"
"Quinn" Rachel whispered back, reaching between her legs and Quinn's to free her cock from her spankies "this appendage doesn't have to define you and it doesn't make you a freak. Don't you remember the good things that it has brought you?" She asked, starting to stroke her cock, feeling it start to harden against her hand "that with this, you made love to me, that you made me feel beautiful. That I molested you in public during our date" she made Quinn giggle/gasp at the memory.
"But I'm still a freak, Rach" she sadly stated.
"No it doesn't" she responded, "you only get this for a certain amount of days every month and it doesn't make you any less of a woman" she said, firmly moving her hand over Quinn's now hard shaft, "and I know because, I've seen all of you, and you're the most beautiful, gorgeous woman I've ever seen" She captured Quinn's lips again to make her point.
"I'm a freak" Quinn said, between kisses.
"No you're not" Rachel retorted.
Still straddling Quinn's thighs, she got unto her knees lifting herself up above Quinn, put Quinn's cock at her wet entrance and slowly impaled herself with it. Taking her inch by slow inch until she was seated against her lap again, but with Quinn's thickness deep within. Quinn's pelvic bone perfectly aligned with her clit.
They both gasped. Rachel's wall twitching and contorting to stretch and accommodate the sudden intrusion.
Quinn gripped Rachel's thighs for she didn't expect to be fully emerged in her so abruptly. She had forgotten how deliciously good it felt to be tightly clutched inside Rachel's warm, wet heat.
"You're not a freak, baby" Rachel gasped out, starting to lift herself up again, almost completely pulling Quinn out and then putting herself down, creating a slow sensuous rhythm on Quinn's lap, Quinn's pelvis pushing up against her clit.
"I want to protect you, Rachel" Quinn whimpered, sliding her hands up Rachel's thighs to her ass and help her guide her in their rhythm, pushing her down, grinding her slowly on her member.
"You don't have to protect me Quinn..mmmm, baby...I can take care of myself" she said, closing her eyes, moving up and down Quinn's shaft, the friction of this slow, sex session getting to her.
"God-d R-rach, baby...I know you can..its just that...oh, fuck me...mmmm...I don't want anyone to hurt you anymore" Quinn moaned out, leaning back against the seat to get more comfortable to start thrusting inside Rachel, groping her ass for leverage.
Rachel brought her hands to start unbuttoning her own blouse, leaving it open and undoing the front clasp of her bra, letting her succulent bouncing, breasts tempt Quinn.
A surge of heat made its way through her body ending in her throbbing cock as it slid in and out of Rachel, all caused by Rachel's breasts.
Moaning at the sight, she let go of Rachel's ass, leaning her body and the brunette's weight forward, bringing her hand to her back to support her weight. Rachel, feeling the change of their positions, leaned back placing her hands on top of Quinn's spread knees. The slight shift of angle, caused Quinn's dickhead to hit a particular spot inside her, sending jolts of pleasure down her thighs and chills up her spine, making her groan every time she was hit. She grind herself more throughly, every nerve ending awake with the pleasure.
Quinn took in a dusky nipple between her lips, suckling it, while stopping her thrusts and letting Rachel control how fast or slow she wanted her to penetrate her sopping pussy. She swirled her wet, hot tongue around it, blowing cool air watching it perk up at her ministrations. She switched between nipples, paying attention to her breasts as well, kissing them, biting them, leaving marks, showing that Rachel was as much hers as she was Rachel's.
Rachel gripped Quinn's knees,moaning, as she fought the urge to thread her fingers through her ponytail and keep her near her breasts at all times, canting her hips into hard thrusts, speeding up and working herself up more.
Quinn kissed between Rachel's breast, kissing her chest and exposed throat, kissing her where she assumed her vocal chords were, showing them her appreciation. Rachel's high pitched cries of passion vibrating through her lips.
They moved into each other, the heat of their bodies coming out in waves, making them sweat and pant loudly.
Both of their skirts were around their waists, and Quinn had nice view of her cock sheathing itself like a sword inside Rachel, spreading her folds. Seeing how fully stretched Rachel was. Her cock glistened with their shared fluids under the low theater lighting.
Making love to this girl was beautiful. She watched Rachel with loving eyes, watching tendrils of hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, beads of sweat pooling between the valley of her breasts that was puffed out out due to her position, her eyes tightly shut, brows furrowed,her bottom lips caught between her teeth, her hips thrusting sensually, her stomach muscles clenching.
Man, was this woman gorgeous, she brought her closer towards her, feeling Rachel quickly wrap her arms around her neck. She put a hand behind Rachel's neck, bringing her head down and kiss her fiercely, she now knew she'd be ok being a freak if it meant that Rachel made love to her like this, proving that it was alright to be different and that she too deserved to be loved, no matter what her anatomy consisted of.
So many emotions and physical sensations were assaulting her body that she pulled Rachel even closer and came in spurts inside her, thick ropes of cum just shooting out in full force, filling Rachel with her load. Her orgasm was so powerful, was so pure and beautiful that she put her face between Rachel's breasts and started crying, tears just falling like rain while Rachel's name fell from her lips over and over.
Feeling Quinn shoot her load from within, sent Rachel right over the edge as well, screaming "Yes!" as her walls contracted around the Quinn's cuming cock, being receptive to her sperm. Waves of pleasure shot up her spine in electrifying chills, making her toes curl in her shoes and her thighs hold Quinn's waist in place. She saw colors explode behind her eyes, heat spreading and accumulating on her core.
She felt Quinn start to cry against her chest, as Quinn thrust jerkily inside her.
She hugged Quinn close, kissing the top of her head as their post-orgasmic shocks passed between them, leaving them in a realm of security and peace.
As Quinn's sobs quieted down, Rachel's whispered words of comfort filled the silence.
Quinn reached up and kissed her, whispering a "thank you" on her lips.
Kissing, Quinn once again grabbed Rachel's thighs, sliding her hands up and down them, lovingly caressing them, making Rachel quietly moan, her now soft member twitching at the sound.
"Mmm you better pull out, because as much as I want round two, you need to take me home" Rachel warned Quinn.
Quinn laughed. Rachel rose above Quinn letting her pull out, streams of their cum coming out of Rachel's entrance, dribbling down her shaft in thick, gooey drops.
"Woah, this is a hot mess" Quinn said, awed at how much cum had been produced between the both of them.
Rachel giggled bringing out napkins from a pocket on her skirt, and cleaned herself between her legs as well as she could then proceeded to clean Quinn's soft member, her moaning at the gentle brush of the napkin on the sensitive skin there.
"There, all clean" Rachel smiled.
"I broke up with Sam," Quinn, suddenly spoke
"What?"
"I want you to be my girl Rachel Berry" She said, ignoring Rachel's "what".
"When did you break up with him?" she asked, her eyes wide in surprise.
"Last night, after our date. I'm not a cheater. I don't wanna keep cheating on him when all my mind and body belong to you." Quinn said.
"I...Quinn...I broke up with Finn too, last night, be he hasn't accepted it yet" Rachel said, realizing that they were no longer tied down by boys.
"So, what does it mean?"
"It means, yes Quinn, I'll be your girl, if you'll be mine" she answered grinning, pecking Quinn on the lips.
Quinn smiled a dazzling smile, brightening up the whole auditorium.
"I'm glad you said yes because I don't take no very well as an answer and I was planning on ways to convince you to say yes if you had said no" Quinn smirked.
"And how were you planning on changing my mind?"
Quinn quirked her eyebrows and looked down. Her cock was erect again. Ready for Rachel and round two.
"Let me show you"
"Quinn!" Rachel squealed as they unexpectedly changed positions.
Quinn placed Rachel on the seat, swiftly getting rid of her Cheerios top in order to feel more skin on skin contact, she put Rachel's heels of her feat on the edge of the seat and spread her thighs getting an amazing view of her glistening sex. She readily placed the tip of her penis at her entrance, and entered her with one hard thrust, both of their groans echoing off the walls.
Rachel slouched down the seat, to make their position better. With her right hand, she reached behind her, over her head, grabbing the top part of the seat in a vice hold, watching with hooded eyes as Quinn draped herself over her, placing and holding her weight on her hands next to her waist, and started to impale her hard, moving her whole body up and down with her powerful thrusts.
They panted loudly, their breaths failing to catch up with their rhythm. Keeping eye contact, make it the experience much more thrilling. Smirking, Quinn kissed Rachel hard, breaking in between to grunt. Her bra encased breasts rubbing against Rachel's naked ones. Rachel had a hold of Quinn's side of her face with her left hand, feeling her quickened breath on her wrist. They kissed sloppily, just to have as much contact as possible as Quinn once again sped up her thrusts.
"Oh baby that's it. You're...you're fucking me so good right now" Rachel whimpered.
"Is that right, baby? You're feeling good? I can tell, you're so wet for me baby" Quinn grunted out
"Yes, baby, I'm wet for you just you and only you"
"Mmmmmm, remember how...uhhh...you said that...my cock belongs to you?...oh god..well this pussy's mine baby...all mine..." she hotly whispered into Rachel.
"All yours...uhmmm, Quuuiiinnn...keep talking..."
"Do you feel me, baby, inside you, rubbing against your slick walls?"
"I do Quinnie, I feel every inch of you"
"Feel me Rachel, you're gonna feel me for days"
Rachel let out a long moan, briefly closing her eyes.
"What do you...want..me to do, baby? Quinn asked.
"Oh sweet baby, Jeeezzus!"
"Tell me, Rach" she begged her.
"Rub your cock against my clit baby" Rachel demanded.
Pulling her rock hard cock out of Rachel, she moved her hips placing the tip to play with Rachel's painfully erect clit. The wetness of her cock making it slide deliciously against.
"Like this, babe?" Quinn asked, watching Rachel nod her head furiously.
"You like my cock teasing your clit, baby, mmmmm...I can't wait to have you cum in my mouth soon baby" Quinn moaned.
"Oh God! Quinn, fuck me! Fuck me, now! Ram the cock cock in my pussy!" Rachel screamed.
Quinn entered her again, promptly setting her hips into motion. Fucking Rachel with all she had, making Rachel scream in pleasure.
She pumped her hips in and out, so fast so hard, overcomed with passion, Rachel's walls burning with the heavenly friction.
Rachel met her thrust by thrust, pump by pump, until finally she arched up, releasing a high pitched moan, as a powerful orgasm blasted from her clit up her body, warmth spreading like wildfire. It felt as if every nerve in her body was firing at once.
"Shit Rachel!" Quinn whimpered thrusting deep inside her, letting herself go into orgasm, grunting as she came, making Rachel gasp as her cum filled her once again,
"Fuck" Quinn said, letting her hips slowly guide them both through their orgasm, both completely breathless and tired.
She captured Rachel's swollen lips, still feeling her walls contracting around her softening cock. She was still gently sliding between her folds, just elongating their intimate moment.
She pulled out letting the cum drip unto the seat, feeling bad for whomever was going to clean that up.
Rachel hadn't spoken a word, her eyes were closed and if it weren't for her heaving chest, she would've thought she had fallen asleep.
Reaching for the extra napkins that were on the floor, she cleaned herself and Rachel up, she wondered where Rachel's panties were.
Once finished, she sat next to Rachel, quietly murmuring to her.
"Rachel, baby? You ok?" she brushed her hair behind her ears.
Rachel smiled and nodded yes, but refused to open her eyes putting her head on Quinn's shoulder.
"That was fun." Rachel quietly said.
"Yeah?"
"Mmmhmm, I'm going to be sore tomorrow" she said, already feeling her pussy begin to ache, making Quinn smirk.
Rachel began to get drowsy as her body fully relaxed against Quinn's.
"Can we stay for a few minutes?" Rachel asked lethargically.
"Of course, anything for you"
They stayed cuddled up next to each other enjoying the silence of the place that had started it all.
Author: lps_record (sneaky-robot)
Rating: M
Length: 4000+
Spoilers: Rocky Horror Glee Show
There was something wrong with her. She had always been turned on by Rachel, but ever since sleeping with her and being given a hand-job by her, she was now constantly aroused. The brunette was the only thing in her mind. Her lips, her thighs, her legs, her hips, hey eyes, her smile, her laugh, just everything about her.
They were in Glee now, and surprise, surprise, Rachel was performing. Only this time her scorching gaze was set on Quinn instead of an angry and confused looking Finn. They had both, unbeknown to each other, broken up with their respective boyfriends via text.
Everyone was just starring at the diva and cheerleader like it was a ping pong match. Eyebrows were rising on some, others had they're jaws dropped, while others had smirks on their faces and one was thinking about if a rhinoceros could pass as a fat, gray, unicorn.
The stares went unphased by the oblivious couple who were too into their seductive game to notice. Rachel was singing some sexy song that Quinn wasn't listening to since her other senses were focused on her body, eyes, and lips. Rachel was seducing her slowly with the sway of her body and that sultry gaze. By this point, Quinn had her legs tightly crossed and a drawing pad covering her erection.
Rachel was very aware of Quinn's body language and the effect she was having on the cheerleader.
As her performance came to an end, the glee club broke into slow, scattered clapping as they erupted into chatter.
"Dude, they're totally doing it."
"Is anybody's gaydar pinging like crazy?"
"San, I heard that cat with mustaches should be taken seriously."
"You gotz to be kidding me, Q and RuPaul? Psh, I'm hotter than both of them combined"
While everyone was chattering about Glee's new situation, a note was dropped unto Quinn's lap.
"Meet me at the auditorium, front row, center, right after glee. I'll make it worth your while ;)" -RB*
Quinn smirked, knowing she wouldn't have to take her situation into her own hands. She also wanted to ask her something important.
"Alright you guys, settle down! Rachel that was an interesting performance but your song choice may have been a tad too..sexual...so tone it down next time?" Mr. Shue said, cowering a bit when he saw Quinn Fabray glare at him.
"Ok you guys, this is all for now see you all next time!" He clapped.
Everyone got up noisily, leaving and talking about the recent turn of events. Kurt and Mercedes already texting furiously on their phones.
Quinn again was the last to get up. She watched as Rachel passed her by with an extra sway of her ass, looked over her shoulder, winked and left.
She let out a breath trying to calm ger erection enough to get up without any suspicion of her situation.
As she thought about Coach Sylvester and Coach Beiste, her erection deflated, disgusted with herself that she had to use those means to calm her raging hormones. She wondered as to when she became a a horny 13 year old boy. Oh yea, when I was between a certain brunette's thighs.
Shaking her head, she put her stuff away in her Cheerios bag, she got up and left the choir room but not before being stopped by an arm on her bicep.
"What's going on with you and Manhands?" Santana asked.
"Nothing is going on with Rachel and I" Quinn responded, breaking Santana's hold on her arm.
"Q, please, she was literally undressing you with her eyes and eye-fucking you, and I know eye-fucking when I see it, I do it all the time."
Quinn rolled her eyes, "Just drop it, why do you care what I do and with who anyway?"
"Because Coach won't be happy that you're banging pom-poms with the school's hobbit, plus you think the population of McKinley High are gonna respect you if you date the thing?"
"Coach won't do shit with what I told her at the beginning of the year, I'm her head bitch in charge and I can be as ruthless as her, and the rest of these Lima losers can suck my balls, they've forgotten how powerful I can be and specially you, don't make me hurt you more than than what I've already have, because deep down, you and I still care for each other, but I won't let you threaten me." Quinn angrily said, panting and red, feeling fury and resentment flow through her veins.
"You must really like Berry then, huh? Saying all this shit to me? She must've been a pretty good fuck for you to be defending her like this. Tell me, oh mighty ice queen, how did it feel to deflower the midget was she super tight or is she really a tranny with a big, thick, long cock and that's why you're still with her?" Santana taunted, but her cocky smirk was wiped away as Quinn slapped her across the face. Hard. She pushed her with anger against the lockers, making them rattle with the force.
Getting up all over Santana's grill she whispered "You won't ever insult Rachel in front of my face. Ever. Or I'll end you Santana. I'll end you so fast you won't even know what hit you. And you more than anyone know how cold hearted I can be" she threated, her voice dripping with icy venom.
With one last push to the furious Latina, she grabbed her stuff and made her way to the auditorium.
Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes as she replayed Santana's words in her mind.
How was she to protect Rachel from all this, when she herself was the freak of the relationship? It's not like she had any control over her body. Her God had made her born that way, and she had to deal with it.
She touched her gold cross laying on her chest, closed her eyes and tried to find peace and calmness before meeting Rachel.
As she entered the barely lighted auditorium, she felt her heart pound faster at the thought of seeing Rachel and finding comfort in her touch.
She made her way towards the first row and sat right in the middle seat. She waited, feeling heaviness in her shoulders of what had transpired earlier and feeling tears threatening to fall again.
"You're upset" Rachel's disembodied voice broke the heavy silence.
Quinn gripped the arm rest, willing her tears to not fall,and looking at her lap to hide her face from wherever Rachel was.
Out of nowhere Rachel seemed to materialize in front her, kneeling, touching her knees and trying to catch her gaze.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked, worried, seeing Quinn Fabray break down was not a sight to behold often, but God almighty, she still looked beautiful.
"Nothing," she automatically responded, trying her hardest to hide her weakness,
"Quinn, if you want this to work, you have to talk to me. I'm here for you, I thought you knew that" Rachel said, hurt that Quinn was closing up on her.
Quinn didn't want to Rachel, far from it, she just didn't want her to know what was hurting her.
"I had a little confrontation with Santana on my way here and it didn't go so well" Quinn started, still not making eye contact.
"And what did she say to make you so upset?" Rachel prodded.
"She was talking shit about you and I slapped her. She said that if you really were a tranny with a cock and that's why I was with you, but it just hurt that she's so close to the truth, that all these years we've, that I, been calling you dehumanizing names when in reality I'm the freak. I'm the freak with the occasional dick and you're perfect, and beautiful and all woman all the time" Quinn spoke, her voice breaking with regret, finally letting her tears fall down her flushed cheeks.
Rachel's heart was breaking and fluttering at the same time for Quinn had called her beautiful and perfect, but breaking because her lover was feeling insecure, guilty, and weak.
She lifted the arm rest from the seat and proceeded to straddle Quinn's lap and made herself comfortable there.
She grasped her face making her make eye contact. Her eyes were bloodshot and watery.
"Shhh, Quinn" she said, wiping the tears from her face with her thumbs, I've forgiven you for calling me all those names and I've always found you beautiful even now that I know what happens to you every month, and I thank you for protecting from Santana's harsh words" she whispered leaning down enough to kiss Quinn's salty lips. She was trying to reassure Quinn with a passionate kiss that everything would be alright, that they would fight the world together.
"That's the thing though, don't you see? I can't protect you." Quinn whispered against her lips, silent tears trailing down her cheeks, "that this..thing...makes me a freak, that if someone insults your femininity, I'll feel guilty because it should be me they should be insulting"
"Quinn" Rachel whispered back, reaching between her legs and Quinn's to free her cock from her spankies "this appendage doesn't have to define you and it doesn't make you a freak. Don't you remember the good things that it has brought you?" She asked, starting to stroke her cock, feeling it start to harden against her hand "that with this, you made love to me, that you made me feel beautiful. That I molested you in public during our date" she made Quinn giggle/gasp at the memory.
"But I'm still a freak, Rach" she sadly stated.
"No it doesn't" she responded, "you only get this for a certain amount of days every month and it doesn't make you any less of a woman" she said, firmly moving her hand over Quinn's now hard shaft, "and I know because, I've seen all of you, and you're the most beautiful, gorgeous woman I've ever seen" She captured Quinn's lips again to make her point.
"I'm a freak" Quinn said, between kisses.
"No you're not" Rachel retorted.
Still straddling Quinn's thighs, she got unto her knees lifting herself up above Quinn, put Quinn's cock at her wet entrance and slowly impaled herself with it. Taking her inch by slow inch until she was seated against her lap again, but with Quinn's thickness deep within. Quinn's pelvic bone perfectly aligned with her clit.
They both gasped. Rachel's wall twitching and contorting to stretch and accommodate the sudden intrusion.
Quinn gripped Rachel's thighs for she didn't expect to be fully emerged in her so abruptly. She had forgotten how deliciously good it felt to be tightly clutched inside Rachel's warm, wet heat.
"You're not a freak, baby" Rachel gasped out, starting to lift herself up again, almost completely pulling Quinn out and then putting herself down, creating a slow sensuous rhythm on Quinn's lap, Quinn's pelvis pushing up against her clit.
"I want to protect you, Rachel" Quinn whimpered, sliding her hands up Rachel's thighs to her ass and help her guide her in their rhythm, pushing her down, grinding her slowly on her member.
"You don't have to protect me Quinn..mmmm, baby...I can take care of myself" she said, closing her eyes, moving up and down Quinn's shaft, the friction of this slow, sex session getting to her.
"God-d R-rach, baby...I know you can..its just that...oh, fuck me...mmmm...I don't want anyone to hurt you anymore" Quinn moaned out, leaning back against the seat to get more comfortable to start thrusting inside Rachel, groping her ass for leverage.
Rachel brought her hands to start unbuttoning her own blouse, leaving it open and undoing the front clasp of her bra, letting her succulent bouncing, breasts tempt Quinn.
A surge of heat made its way through her body ending in her throbbing cock as it slid in and out of Rachel, all caused by Rachel's breasts.
Moaning at the sight, she let go of Rachel's ass, leaning her body and the brunette's weight forward, bringing her hand to her back to support her weight. Rachel, feeling the change of their positions, leaned back placing her hands on top of Quinn's spread knees. The slight shift of angle, caused Quinn's dickhead to hit a particular spot inside her, sending jolts of pleasure down her thighs and chills up her spine, making her groan every time she was hit. She grind herself more throughly, every nerve ending awake with the pleasure.
Quinn took in a dusky nipple between her lips, suckling it, while stopping her thrusts and letting Rachel control how fast or slow she wanted her to penetrate her sopping pussy. She swirled her wet, hot tongue around it, blowing cool air watching it perk up at her ministrations. She switched between nipples, paying attention to her breasts as well, kissing them, biting them, leaving marks, showing that Rachel was as much hers as she was Rachel's.
Rachel gripped Quinn's knees,moaning, as she fought the urge to thread her fingers through her ponytail and keep her near her breasts at all times, canting her hips into hard thrusts, speeding up and working herself up more.
Quinn kissed between Rachel's breast, kissing her chest and exposed throat, kissing her where she assumed her vocal chords were, showing them her appreciation. Rachel's high pitched cries of passion vibrating through her lips.
They moved into each other, the heat of their bodies coming out in waves, making them sweat and pant loudly.
Both of their skirts were around their waists, and Quinn had nice view of her cock sheathing itself like a sword inside Rachel, spreading her folds. Seeing how fully stretched Rachel was. Her cock glistened with their shared fluids under the low theater lighting.
Making love to this girl was beautiful. She watched Rachel with loving eyes, watching tendrils of hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, beads of sweat pooling between the valley of her breasts that was puffed out out due to her position, her eyes tightly shut, brows furrowed,her bottom lips caught between her teeth, her hips thrusting sensually, her stomach muscles clenching.
Man, was this woman gorgeous, she brought her closer towards her, feeling Rachel quickly wrap her arms around her neck. She put a hand behind Rachel's neck, bringing her head down and kiss her fiercely, she now knew she'd be ok being a freak if it meant that Rachel made love to her like this, proving that it was alright to be different and that she too deserved to be loved, no matter what her anatomy consisted of.
So many emotions and physical sensations were assaulting her body that she pulled Rachel even closer and came in spurts inside her, thick ropes of cum just shooting out in full force, filling Rachel with her load. Her orgasm was so powerful, was so pure and beautiful that she put her face between Rachel's breasts and started crying, tears just falling like rain while Rachel's name fell from her lips over and over.
Feeling Quinn shoot her load from within, sent Rachel right over the edge as well, screaming "Yes!" as her walls contracted around the Quinn's cuming cock, being receptive to her sperm. Waves of pleasure shot up her spine in electrifying chills, making her toes curl in her shoes and her thighs hold Quinn's waist in place. She saw colors explode behind her eyes, heat spreading and accumulating on her core.
She felt Quinn start to cry against her chest, as Quinn thrust jerkily inside her.
She hugged Quinn close, kissing the top of her head as their post-orgasmic shocks passed between them, leaving them in a realm of security and peace.
As Quinn's sobs quieted down, Rachel's whispered words of comfort filled the silence.
Quinn reached up and kissed her, whispering a "thank you" on her lips.
Kissing, Quinn once again grabbed Rachel's thighs, sliding her hands up and down them, lovingly caressing them, making Rachel quietly moan, her now soft member twitching at the sound.
"Mmm you better pull out, because as much as I want round two, you need to take me home" Rachel warned Quinn.
Quinn laughed. Rachel rose above Quinn letting her pull out, streams of their cum coming out of Rachel's entrance, dribbling down her shaft in thick, gooey drops.
"Woah, this is a hot mess" Quinn said, awed at how much cum had been produced between the both of them.
Rachel giggled bringing out napkins from a pocket on her skirt, and cleaned herself between her legs as well as she could then proceeded to clean Quinn's soft member, her moaning at the gentle brush of the napkin on the sensitive skin there.
"There, all clean" Rachel smiled.
"I broke up with Sam," Quinn, suddenly spoke
"What?"
"I want you to be my girl Rachel Berry" She said, ignoring Rachel's "what".
"When did you break up with him?" she asked, her eyes wide in surprise.
"Last night, after our date. I'm not a cheater. I don't wanna keep cheating on him when all my mind and body belong to you." Quinn said.
"I...Quinn...I broke up with Finn too, last night, be he hasn't accepted it yet" Rachel said, realizing that they were no longer tied down by boys.
"So, what does it mean?"
"It means, yes Quinn, I'll be your girl, if you'll be mine" she answered grinning, pecking Quinn on the lips.
Quinn smiled a dazzling smile, brightening up the whole auditorium.
"I'm glad you said yes because I don't take no very well as an answer and I was planning on ways to convince you to say yes if you had said no" Quinn smirked.
"And how were you planning on changing my mind?"
Quinn quirked her eyebrows and looked down. Her cock was erect again. Ready for Rachel and round two.
"Let me show you"
"Quinn!" Rachel squealed as they unexpectedly changed positions.
Quinn placed Rachel on the seat, swiftly getting rid of her Cheerios top in order to feel more skin on skin contact, she put Rachel's heels of her feat on the edge of the seat and spread her thighs getting an amazing view of her glistening sex. She readily placed the tip of her penis at her entrance, and entered her with one hard thrust, both of their groans echoing off the walls.
Rachel slouched down the seat, to make their position better. With her right hand, she reached behind her, over her head, grabbing the top part of the seat in a vice hold, watching with hooded eyes as Quinn draped herself over her, placing and holding her weight on her hands next to her waist, and started to impale her hard, moving her whole body up and down with her powerful thrusts.
They panted loudly, their breaths failing to catch up with their rhythm. Keeping eye contact, make it the experience much more thrilling. Smirking, Quinn kissed Rachel hard, breaking in between to grunt. Her bra encased breasts rubbing against Rachel's naked ones. Rachel had a hold of Quinn's side of her face with her left hand, feeling her quickened breath on her wrist. They kissed sloppily, just to have as much contact as possible as Quinn once again sped up her thrusts.
"Oh baby that's it. You're...you're fucking me so good right now" Rachel whimpered.
"Is that right, baby? You're feeling good? I can tell, you're so wet for me baby" Quinn grunted out
"Yes, baby, I'm wet for you just you and only you"
"Mmmmmm, remember how...uhhh...you said that...my cock belongs to you?...oh god..well this pussy's mine baby...all mine..." she hotly whispered into Rachel.
"All yours...uhmmm, Quuuiiinnn...keep talking..."
"Do you feel me, baby, inside you, rubbing against your slick walls?"
"I do Quinnie, I feel every inch of you"
"Feel me Rachel, you're gonna feel me for days"
Rachel let out a long moan, briefly closing her eyes.
"What do you...want..me to do, baby? Quinn asked.
"Oh sweet baby, Jeeezzus!"
"Tell me, Rach" she begged her.
"Rub your cock against my clit baby" Rachel demanded.
Pulling her rock hard cock out of Rachel, she moved her hips placing the tip to play with Rachel's painfully erect clit. The wetness of her cock making it slide deliciously against.
"Like this, babe?" Quinn asked, watching Rachel nod her head furiously.
"You like my cock teasing your clit, baby, mmmmm...I can't wait to have you cum in my mouth soon baby" Quinn moaned.
"Oh God! Quinn, fuck me! Fuck me, now! Ram the cock cock in my pussy!" Rachel screamed.
Quinn entered her again, promptly setting her hips into motion. Fucking Rachel with all she had, making Rachel scream in pleasure.
She pumped her hips in and out, so fast so hard, overcomed with passion, Rachel's walls burning with the heavenly friction.
Rachel met her thrust by thrust, pump by pump, until finally she arched up, releasing a high pitched moan, as a powerful orgasm blasted from her clit up her body, warmth spreading like wildfire. It felt as if every nerve in her body was firing at once.
"Shit Rachel!" Quinn whimpered thrusting deep inside her, letting herself go into orgasm, grunting as she came, making Rachel gasp as her cum filled her once again,
"Fuck" Quinn said, letting her hips slowly guide them both through their orgasm, both completely breathless and tired.
She captured Rachel's swollen lips, still feeling her walls contracting around her softening cock. She was still gently sliding between her folds, just elongating their intimate moment.
She pulled out letting the cum drip unto the seat, feeling bad for whomever was going to clean that up.
Rachel hadn't spoken a word, her eyes were closed and if it weren't for her heaving chest, she would've thought she had fallen asleep.
Reaching for the extra napkins that were on the floor, she cleaned herself and Rachel up, she wondered where Rachel's panties were.
Once finished, she sat next to Rachel, quietly murmuring to her.
"Rachel, baby? You ok?" she brushed her hair behind her ears.
Rachel smiled and nodded yes, but refused to open her eyes putting her head on Quinn's shoulder.
"That was fun." Rachel quietly said.
"Yeah?"
"Mmmhmm, I'm going to be sore tomorrow" she said, already feeling her pussy begin to ache, making Quinn smirk.
Rachel began to get drowsy as her body fully relaxed against Quinn's.
"Can we stay for a few minutes?" Rachel asked lethargically.
"Of course, anything for you"
They stayed cuddled up next to each other enjoying the silence of the place that had started it all.