It's summertime. There are currently two girls and a very large cat standing around a small kiddie pool out in the Pierce's backyard.
"C'mon Lord Tubbington! It's hot out. The water feels great!" Brittany was trying hard to get her cat to play in the pool like she had seen so many dogs do.
"Britt, I don't think Tubbs wants to. Cats aren't very fond of water." Santana tried to explain, looking down at the fat cat for confirmation. Lord Tubbington just sat firmly by Santana's side, tail swishing slowly back and forth.
Brittany crossed her arms and pouted. Santana hated to see that pout so she quickly formed a plan to make it go away. While Brittany was still pouting and looking down thoughtfully into the pool, Santana nudged Lord Tubbington with her foot. When the cat looked back up at her, she looked to the house quickly and back at him, nodding. Lord Tubbington, happy to get away from the water, trotted as quickly as he could back to the house and snuck in the flap in the door specifically put in for his convenience.
Santana gave the cat time to get back into the house. Brittany hadn't even noticed the exchange or Lord Tubbington going back into the house. The thoughtful blonde was also oblivious to the eyes dragging up and down her bikini-clad body slowly and a tongue darting out to lick full lips.
Santana moved quickly, putting her plan into action. She reached down and cupped her hands full of water before flinging it at the surprised girl. "Oh my god, San!" Brittany giggled and quickly bent down to grab her own handful of revenge.
"It's on!" Santana exclaimed before getting back into water fight mode. Her plan was starting pretty good. Phase one of getting Brittany 'wet', complete.
When the majority of the water was no longer in the pool, but on the two girl's bodies, Santana moved around the pool towards Brittany. The other girl, seeing the movement, grinned and took off running. "I'm going to get you!" Santana claimed as she chased after the girl, making sure Brittany was heading in the direction of the outdoor furniture that Mrs. Pierce had begged for but rarely used.
Once she had Brittany cornered, Santana pounced.
"San!" Brittany squealed as she was tackled back into an extremely soft couch. Santana smirked at the thought of how different those squeals would be in just a second.
Just as predicted, Brittany's breath hitched as she felt Santana's lips on her neck, lightly sucking a mark to existence. "Mmm, yes." She breathed out. Santana continued her path up her girlfriend's neck until she reached lips she always craved. Once there, she whispered out a quiet "Fuck, I want you" before capturing Brittany's lips with hers. The blonde moaned and wrapped her arms around Santana's neck to hold her close. She felt their hips bump together and it made her buck with anticipation.
Santana put her hands to work and untied both the top and the bottom of Brittany's swimsuit and quickly whipped both pieces away, revealing a body she dreamed about. "San, please!" Brittany whined. She loved when Santana stared at her because it made her feel so sexy. At this point, though, she'd had Santana staring at her for the past hour of coaxing Lord Tubbington into the pool. She was already getting wet before this had even started and now she was ready.
Santana figured maybe if she was quick, Brittany would still have enough energy to get her off, too. It was a reoccurring problem lately. Santana would work Brittany up, working herself up in the process. Then, after she had her orgasm, Brittany would fall asleep without a second though to Santana. At first, Santana had just figured the other girl was overworked but now it was summer and there was no schoolwork to keep the blonde up late at night. Maybe I'll finally get off thanks to my girlfriend instead of my own hand.
Santana shifted her body down just a bit. Her mouth was now over Brittany's chest and her hand was teasing the strong thighs that came with dancing and cheerleading. She could hear Brittany's breathing get more uneven as she teased more and more. Finally, after a small whine and a frustrated groan, Santana gave in and let her fingers run through Brittany's folds. After spreading the wetness she found, she lowered her head to tease hard, pink nipples, sucking on one before shifting to the other and back again. Her tongue played with the peaks as her fingers rubbed at Brittany's clit.
"Fuck me. Please! I need it, baby!" Brittany begged, her eyes trying and failing to focus on Santana's face. Instead, she gave up and threw her head backwards to let out a loud moan of pleasure, not caring if the neighbors would hear or not. It probably wouldn't be the first time, after all.
Santana grinned around a nipple before moving her hand down to slide two fingers deep into the blonde at a slow pace, letting her adjust to the fullness. "Yessss." Brittany hissed as she felt herself get one step closer to the mind blowing orgasm that was sure to come. Santana always made her come so hard, giving her body a nice workout before she even knew it was happening.
Soon Santana was going harder, already feeling Brittany start to tighten around her. She felt the muscles of the body beneath her own flex and tighten with the building pleasure. Santana curled her fingers, hitting a spot inside her girlfriend that made a breathy moan come out of that heavenly mouth.
"So close! I'm so close, San!" Brittany cried out, feeling her body go into overdrive.
It took only a few more thrusts and curls before Brittany screamed out Santana's name as her orgasm made her whole body shake with pleasure. Santana took pride in how loud Brittany was as she slowly moved down the beautiful body beneath her and cleaned up the mess she had made.
By the time she had moved back up for a kiss and hopefully to get her own reward, she realized Brittany was peacefully sleeping. The blonde was almost mocking her with a content smile on her face that Santana hated herself for loving at the moment. Brittany was too cute and she could not wake her up. Even if Santana wanted to, she couldn't wake Brittany up because the girl always went into an almost comatose state after a good orgasm. Santana Lopez gives nothing but good orgasms.
"Fuck. Brittany, why do you always leave me hanging?" Santana asked, sighing in frustration as she received no answer.
I'm still working on The Lie Keeps Me Safe but I needed a small break from that so I decided to do a fill for the GKM.
I'm thinking a three shot for this, but I could cut it down to two. Feel free to let me know your thoughts about this story, if I should continue, or anything else you want to say you can review, send me a message, or find me on tumblr (writtentoberead). On my tumblr is also where I will repost this story and it's following chapters or where I will announce where you can find it if it gets taken down for any reason.
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