Summary: Santana had always been different and her parents were grossed out by her. But then on their annual month long vacation, Santana meets Brittany who loves everything about her. Sexy times! G!P Santana.

When I was little my parents sat me down and told me to stay away from people.

At first I didn't know why but as I got older, I understood why they'd done it.

The only problem was that they were scared of what I was and they pulled away from me as I grew up.

I never really had any friends but I didn't really care. I was a loner anyway.

"Santana!"

My mom's voice startled me and I glared at her.

"What?" I snapped.

Because my parents took me away from Lima every year, I tried to be nice to them but I hardly ever spoke to them.

"We're here. You have a month to...you know, do what you will."

"Thanks," I said. I got out of the car and took out my suitcase.

It was huge and I had trouble getting it to the house but that was why they had parked close to it so that I didn't have to struggle too long.

They had gotten me a beach house all by myself while theirs was a couple of houses further along. That way they weren't confronted with me all the time.

In my opinion that was an awesome agreement.

"See you around," I said.

My mom rolled her eyes before I could turn around and I grinned when I walked toward the door. I probably took that eye-roll from her – it was a Lopez signature move.

With a kitchen, a living room and a bedroom, the beach house was as simple as they came but I never cared much about where I stayed.

Most of the time I would be out on the beach getting a tan.

My parents didn't really know that I didn't do much but hang out around the house though. I usually only went clubbing a couple of times in those four weeks that they took me out of Lima.

Because I didn't have many friends and I didn't want anyone in Lima finding out about me and my differentness, I hardly ever had sex. I'd never had a girlfriend.

I'd been out for years. My parents had never really shown that they cared. Other people though, still looked at me like I was the devil himself.

I put my clothes away, taking my time and listening to some music and singing along.

After I was done putting my clothes away, I took the bottle of whiskey I had brought and sat down outside, a glass in my hand.

It was late in the afternoon and the sun was hot overhead but people were still laying on the beach and kids were still playing.

With my headphones on I slowly sipped the honey whiskey and watched the people on the beach.

It always comforted me.

It took me a moment to realize someone was standing at the first step up to the patio and I looked up while I took out my ear buds.

But instead of it being one of the little kids, it was a girl that looked about my age.

"Hey. Did you just arrive?"

"Yep." I watched her as she slowly sat down and I took a moment longer to look at her long, blonde hair and amazing blue eyes before I added, "Staying here for a couple of weeks."

"Sounds good. I'm Brittany by the way," the girl held out her hand.

"Santana," I said shaking her hand.

"Brittany!"

I looked up to see a little girl standing a couple of feet away glaring at Brittany. She was a miniature of the girl standing in front of me and I grinned.

"Your sister is calling you," I said. "You better go. I'll see you around."

"Yea, I should...see you around Santana."

She looked at me a little longer than necessary and then seemingly reluctantly stood and made her way back to her sister.

Later that night I sat outside, enjoying the cooled down air and sipping some more honey whiskey.

Normally I wouldn't even bother with a drink because I didn't care much for the feelings I got when I was drunk or even buzzed. But tonight I felt like drinking.

I already had a nice buzz going when Brittany stumbled onto my patio and sat down next to me.

She had a bottle of licor 43 in one hand while she had a glass filled with it in the other.

"Hey Brittany."

"Can I join you?"

"You already did...but sure," I said with a grin.

She smirked at me and took another sip of her drink and then I realized that she was probably just as buzzed, if not more, as I was.

"So what did you do all day?"

"I watched people," I said. "I'm a people watcher and especially on a beach. It's just awesome to see all these kids play and stuff you know?"

"Yea," she nodded her head. "I do know. I love kids."

I felt a spatter on my arm and looked up.

"It's gonna rain." Just as I said it it started raining and hard. I pulled Brittany up and led her inside.

"My bottle!"

I looked outside and saw that both of the bottles were still standing outside and I sighed and quickly got them.

"Here you go," I said. "You can stay here until the rain lets up."

"Thanks."

The rain didn't let up soon like I'd expected.

So we sat inside, listened to music and drank together while we talked.

I was surprised at how easy going Brittany was and how I felt when I was around her. I felt like I could take on the world.

But then Brittany leaned against me and I could feel the throbbing starting so fast it surprised and shocked me.

"Um...I um..."

I hadn't been prepared and when it happened it was too late.

"What?"

Brittany looked down and widened her eyes.

"I'm sorry," I jumped up and turned around so that she couldn't see anything.

"Wait," she stood and stumbled a bit. "What's that?"

She stretched out her hand to touch but I jumped back.

"Don't." I could feel my eyes burning and I groaned when the throbbing only intensified.

"But...is that...what I think it is? Is it real?"

"Fuck...yes it's real, I have a real dick." I bit my lip harder than intended and I could taste blood. "Now you can run away like the rest of the people who know!"

Brittany stood there watching me for a moment.

And then she stepped forward and kissed me.

She pressed her body against me and I felt my dick twitch.

"I think it's hot." She reached down and I made a move to pull away, so she stopped. "I mean, it's not...you don't see something like this every day."

"I know," I gritted out.

"Are you a virgin? Because you...you seem..."

"I'm not! It's just...people usually walk away. They get scared. I don't want anyone to know, you know?"

"Is that why you get a house all to yourself?" she asked, her body still pressed against mine.

"Part of it is," I said.

She kissed me again and this time she pushed me toward the couch. I fell down backward onto the couch and she straddled me.

"I think it's hot...I think that...you're super hot."

I moaned into her mouth as she kissed me and then she started grinding into my.

"Fuck."

She pulled back a little and I licked my lips.

"I kind of...you know...want to feel you," she said. She was blushing and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

Normally, I'd be the one initiating something and now, it being the other way around, was kind of hot.

"Yea?"

"Yea, I want to see you...taste you...touch you..."

I took a split second decision.

Did I want this? Hell yes.

Was I afraid what might happen afterward? Damn right.

But I wanted this so bad that I couldn't really think about what would happen afterward. The alcohol didn't help either.

"Are you sure you want this Britt?"

At the nickname her eyes shone bright.

"Yes, I'm sure."

I stood with her still straddling my hips and even though it was hard to carry her, I did all the way to the bedroom.

After slowly lowering her onto the bed I lay down on top of her and kissed her neck. She moaned and I could feel the vibration of it against my lips.

She tried pulling off my shirt and so I helped her by lifting my arms. She stared at my breasts for a while before reaching out and touching them.

"Are they real?"

I nodded my head and helped her take off her shirt.

I didn't bother asking her anything but I latched on to one of her nipples, making her squirm.

She arched her back into me and sighed as I moved to the other nipple.

"You taste so sweet," I said when I pulled back. I smacked my lips and she chuckled.

"Thanks."

Things moved quicker then. Before I knew it, we were both naked and she was staring at me. My dick, at full attention and throbbing, had her attention and now it was easier for me, because I knew she was okay with it.

Though, to be honest, I was still self conscious about it.

"Did you know that you're just...beautiful?"

I shrugged. "I mean, I know that I am a looker. I have a good face, but my body..."

"No, I don't even mean your face. Though you are sexy as hell. But...you are beautiful all around," she said with a smile.

She pulled me toward her and then on top of her. At the feeling of her skin against me I moaned and I could feel precum dripping out of me.

I'd never been so turned on in my entire life.

"Fuck."

"Yes, that's what we're doing," Brittany said with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes and kissed her again.

She reached her hand down and touched my dick between our bodies and my hips jerked forward in her hand.

Brittany was a tease. She jerked me to that point just before an orgasm and then stopped.

"Ungh."

"I want you to come inside me."

I didn't think twice about it.

I leaned down, reached my hand between us and rubbed her clit. I didn't think she expected me to do that and she jerked against my hand. I rubbed her to an orgasm and when she came she arched her hips and screamed out my name.

"Wow," she said. "I didn't expect that."

I grinned and kissed her slowly.

I positioned my dick in front of her opening and slowly pushed forward while her breathing slowed.

But her breathing sped up right away when I lifted her legs up on my shoulders and pushed in all the way, hitting her G-spot perfectly.

"Oh god! Oh god!"

I thrust my hips forward in a steady rhythm and sometimes when I could feel my orgasm building I slowed.

It was no use though, I wouldn't last long because she was so tight around me and she made the most amazing sounds as I moved inside of her.

"Oh fuck," I muttered. I rubbed her clit again, wishing I could do more to make her orgasm come faster but I couldn't.

"I-I'm...oh fuck Santana!" Brittany screamed out as she came and with two or three hard thrusts I came too, jerking my hips as I rode out my orgasm.

I stayed inside of her until I softened and then I lay down beside her. Her legs fell slack on the bed and I smiled.

"I think you've always picked the wrong guys if you didn't even expect me to get you off at least once," I said.

"Hmm." I looked at her and noticed that she had her eyes closed and looked close to sleeping.

For a moment I tried to think of a way to arrange her so that I could pull the covers over her but she didn't seem cold and I could always get a blanket.

"You wanna sleep? Need a blanket?" I asked softly. She nodded her head and then shook it and I grinned as I lay back down.

This vacation looked better than it had a couple of hours ago.