Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. Unfortunately.
This is my first smut, and kind of a little kink of my mine. Enjoy!
"San...fuck that's uncomfortable."
"Of course it is, you're sitting on a piano."
"So do something."
Santana lifted Rachel up so that she was balanced on the edge of the piano. She decided it would be more comfortable if she joined her up there, so she stood precociously on the piano stool before throwing herself on top of Rachel, pulling her down as she did so.
"Santana Lopez, you are crushing my boob."
"You seem to like pain, Berry."
"Just fuck me already, whore."
Santana wasn't sure what this was. And she wasn't sure how, exactly, she had ended up laying on top of Rachel Berry in the choir room. But she was sure that everyone at the school would know if she wasn't inside Rachel soon.
She slowly slipped her hand up Rachel's skirt, and moved her panties aside. Stroking her, Rachel began to moan loudly.
"Shut the fuck up, Berry. You're going to have to be quieter than that."
Rachel's moans became whimpers.
"Please, San. Fuck me."
Santana looked at Rachel's pleading face, and seductively bit her lip as she inserted two fingers. Rachel responded immediately by bucking up to meet Santana's hand.
"Mhmm. San...please." Santana always smirked when Rachel became incoherent, "Harder."
Santana responded by inserting another finger into Rachel's dripping wet pussy. Supporting her by resting her hand beneath her back, Santana subconsciously rubbed Rachel's back in circles.
That seemed to tip Rachel over the edge.
"Fuck, San. So close. Yes, faster. Gonna cum, baby."
That's when Santana heard the door open. She stopped, and looked over her shoulder. Rachel though, with her eyes closed and moans loud, responded only by grinding against Santana's hand faster and harder.
Mr Schuester watched as Rachel came hard, screaming the sorts of words he wasn't sure she even knew.
"Fuck, San. Coming. Coming hard. Need you. Shit, San. Fuck my cunt with your hand. Yes. God, yes."
Rachel's breathing returned to normal. Santana had been watching Mr Schuester throughout. Mr Schuester had been watching Rachel orgasm. His breathing quickened, and Rachel's eyes flew open. Santana's rapid withdrawal of her hand was all Rachel needed.
"Mr Schue...fuck. I'm coming again. Fuck, San. I think I'm coming again." Rachel stammered. Mr Schuester was in two minds. Should he turn away quickly or stay? He decided on the latter. Both Santana and Mr Schuester watched as Rachel's hands screwed up beside her and her body spasmed. She screamed her way to a second orgasm.
"San...Mr Schue...fuck my pussy. Fuck...feels so good. Yes! Yes! Yes!"
The trio caught their breaths back.
"I'll...I'll see you two later." Mr Schuester stuttered. He made quickly for the door. Santana smirked.
"I think we have a little admirer..." She whispered as she lent down to kiss Rachel.
Okay, so I feel dirty just posting that so I will now erase that and go back to skipping in fields with candy on trees.
Paige
xoxo
