Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters.
My Right Hand and Rachel Berry
Prologue
"Oh fuck Quinn," she moans into my ear. "Yeah, just like that. Right there."
I fist myself harder, running my hands down my shaft, twisting with each drop. Sweat beads across my forehead and my breath comes out in shallow pants.
"Mmm god, you're fucking me so good Quinn." Her hot breath spurs on my movement and I piston my hips into her pussy. "Oh yeah baby."
"You like that, huh?" I moan deeply.
"Fuck yes! Harder, fuck me harder."
I whimper and slap my dick lightly a few times. Running my thumb over the tip, I collect pre-cum and run it down my cock using it as lube. "Shit."
"This pussy is mine, you hear me?" I whisper roughly. She pants in response and I pull out completely. "I asked you a question."
"Yes," she whimpers. "I heard you. This pussy is yours." I plunge deeply into her core and rock my hips faster.
A knock sounds at my door and my hand jumps away from hard shaft. I quickly search for my boxers and pants.
"Quinnie? Why is your door locked?" I hear my mom's voice sound from the other side of the door?
"I––my door is locked? I had no idea, I'm coming. Hold on." I pull my pants on in record time and fly to the door. "Hi mom, what can I help you with?"
She eyes me suspiciously and steps half way into my room to inspect. Finding nothing, she flips her blonde hair and returns her blue eyes to me. "Well I came to ask if you wanted to go out to dinner, but clearly you're busy."
"Busy? I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Quinn, I've lived with your father for nearly two and a half decades. I think I know when someone––namely you have been masturbating. I can smell it on you, at least open a window."
She shuts the door behind her and I'm not sure whether to be embarrassed or shocked. I choose the former and a red blush overtakes my facial features.