Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters.
A/N: This is my first story and it is unbetaed.
Hope you enjoy!
"Oh God…oh God, Rachel…Holy…"
Quinn couldn't believe what Rachel was doing. Here, she'd been thinking that Rachel Berry was a good girl and would have no clue on what to do when it came to sex. That was far from the truth, she sends a prayer up to God for Rachel's habit when it comes to doing research, very thorough research.
"You're so hot…Jeez…Yeah…right there…fuck please more"
Rachel was doing things with her tongue that Quinn had never imagined or didn't know that was even possible. The heat was building; Quinn thought for sure that her brain was going to explode in a minute from all the unadulterated pleasure that was running through her body.
"Oh FUCK YEAH! YES RACHELLL!"
Suddenly, something snapped and then everything went black.
"Quinn? Baby, are you all right?"
Rachel sat up, looking towards Quinn's face. A trickle of blood was coming from her nose.
"Damn it! I killed another one! At this rate I'll never loose my virginity!" exclaimed a frustrated Rachel.
Rachel got dressed and opened her door to yell down stairs.
"Dad, Daddy! I have another one."
Hiram Berry set down his newspaper to look at his husband Leroy with a look of awe and disgust at knowing what his daughter has just finished doing upstairs.
"That's the third one this month," he sighed.
"That's my girl," said a beaming Leroy.