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Her eyes were glued to the field from under the bleachers, the Cheerios practicing their usual routine as Coach Sue yelled at the girls through her famous, white blow horn. She was strutting a red track suite today, her lucky one probably since the girls were now on the tables for competition. Scoffing, Quinn averted her eyes to the Cheerios while they pranced around like Sue's little dogs begging for attention, one of them sticking out perfectly to Quinn. She furrowed her eyebrows and took a drag from her cigarette as she put her arm against the metal above her to lean her forehead against it, staring.
Rolling her eyes, she turned back around, sticking the cigarette in her mouth for the last time and then flicking it away before going to the very worn out couch and sitting down to start reading a book.
About thirty minutes later her attention was averted as she heard someone approach her, the sound of shoes crunching through the gravel and a small 'Ow!' coming as well. Putting her book down, Quinn leaned her hand against her face and patiently waited for the person to show their face. She let out a small laugh when she saw who came into view, the head cheerleader, Rachel Berry.
"Hey, Barbra." Quinn said, crossing her leg over her knee and picking her book up to continue reading.
"Rachel." The head cheerleader corrected as she made her way over to the girl. Quinn looked up from her book, noticing the red and white athletics bag hanging from her shoulder with a large 'RB' on it. Her uniform was perfectly ironed and there wasn't a hair out of place from her high pony, her bangs swept out of her face with a bobby pin.
"Same thing." Quinn said, glancing up from her book again to see a small smile form on the cheerleader's face. "What do you want? I'm a little busy at the moment." Quinn replied after a few moments of silence from the girl. She put her book down in her lap and stared at the girl, her hand moving from her face to her side to push her up in a better posture.
"I, well.." Rachel started, adjusting her athletics bag on her shoulder and looking around cautiously.
"What is it? And why are you looking around? No one can even see us." Quinn said again, her voice more tired as she sat back. Rachel noticed her tongue dart out from her mouth as well as the slight smell of nicotine as the girl pushed a hand through her choppy pinkish, blonde hairs.
"I wanted to ask you something about our book report in first period." Rachel said, putting her hand on her waist and looking up.
"Yeah, what about it? I haven't started and I probably wont." Quinn said, getting up from the couch and reaching in her pocket for her cigarettes. Rachel eyed her as she pulled out a silver lighter, her head dropping a fraction before she cleared her throat, Quinn looking towards her.
"Could you not?" She asked simply, dropping her hand from her waist. Quinn rolled her eyes and tucked the cigarette behind her ear.
"Better?" She asked, full of sarcasm.
"Much." Rachel replied, watching Quinn grin before getting closer to Rachel, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Now," She said in a low voice, the grin still on her face. "how can I help McKinley's superstar?" Her voice was low and her mouth only inches from Rachel's.
"I, um.." Rachel repeated, at a complete loss for words, brown eyes staring into hazel eyes. "I just - I wanted to know, um.." She said again, Quinn's hand dragging up Rachel's arm lightly sending shivers down the girl's back.
"Yeah?" Quinn repeated, her mouth dangerously close to Rachel's. "Need help studying or something?" She then went forward, kissing the top of Rachel's lip lightly, Rachel closing her eyes and moaning softly into the kiss. Her face turning red as she felt the familiar dampness in her cheerleading spankies. "I don't think you came here for a book report, babe." Quinn said, pulling her head up to break the kiss, Rachel pushing herself up to attach their lips again before opening her eyes to a grinning Quinn. "I think you want something else."
"Wha - I have a boyfriend." Rachel said softly.
"Yep." Quinn replied.
"Over a year." Rachel said again.
"Committed relationship." Quinn laughed, pushing herself down to Rachel's neck, trailing feather light kisses up. After hearing a satisfying moan from the shorter girl's lips, Quinn pushed herself off, turning around to grab her bag.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, her eyes opening slowly.
"You hear that ringing noise? It's called a bell, I'm going home. Why, were you expecting something?" Quinn asked, stopping in front of her.
Rachel furrowed her eyebrows, staring the girl up and down before noticing something she probably shouldn't have. Unable to stop herself, she spoke. "Quinn, what...what's that?"
Quinn stared down to where Rachel was looking and noticed what she was staring at, her bulge now completely noticeable.
"Well, I'm sure you've heard of a strap on before, right?" Quinn said, looking up at Rachel, her face completely neutral.
"That wasn't there before." Rachel then dropped her bag, her mouth open slightly. Before she was able to stop herself, images of shoving her cock down that gorgeous throat filled her mind making her dick twitch which caused Rachel's eyes to open even more. "Oh my God, you're packing." Rachel said in disbelief.
Rolling her eyes out of frustration, Quinn nodded. "Yeah, alright? Happy? Now run off and tell your little prissy friends." Quinn said again, adjusting her bag on her shoulder, putting on her Lennon sunglasses and walking past the smaller girl before she felt a hand on her arm. Turning around, she pushed her sunglasses up over her hair "What do you want, babe?" Quinn said, annoyed with the whole situation.
Pushing herself up on her toes, Rachel smashed her lips on to Quinn's, the taller girl's hands automatically going for her waist and pushing her into the bleachers behind her as her bag fell to the floor.
Rachel began kissing down Quinn's neck, collarbone, her exposed chest, slowly making her way down on her knees until she was facing Quinn's crotch. She then glanced up to the girl who was currently gripping at the metal bleachers above her, her eyes staring directly at Rachel.
Facing the bulge again, Rachel began rubbing her through her pants, feeling the large member twitch again under her grip. Palming it slightly, she heard an intake of breath and turned up to see Quinn, her eyes still focused on Rachel and her mouth open.
Slowly, Rachel pushed her hands up to the button and zipper of the pants, working on both until they were open, her boxer briefs now the only thing blocking her from Quinn's length. Rubbing her again through the briefs, she reached in and let her hand wrap around the large cock then pulled it out swiftly, Rachel's eyes widening. Quinn grinned slightly before her grip got tighter on the bleachers as Rachel began stroking the head softly.
"You're really big." Rachel said, slightly out of breath.
"Well, thank you." Quinn strained as Rachel continued to stroke. "Listen, Rachel, you don't have to do this fo - oh, my God." Quinn moaned as Rachel stuck the head in her mouth, her hand still stroking the base of her cock as she let her tongue run on the underside of her cock. "Oh, fuck!" Quinn moaned, shutting her eyes and putting a hand behind Rachel's head. She began pushing her hips forward as her eyes shut tightly, Rachel now picking her pace up as small noises were sounded in the back of her throat. "Fuck, tell me if I'm choking you." Quinn groaned as her belly began to tighten. Rachel pulled the dick out of her mouth, a string of saliva connecting from her mouth to the head of Quinn's cock together. She began stroking it rapidly before talking.
"You wont choke me. I do not possess a gag reflex." She said, smiling up at Quinn who then rolled her eyes to the back of her head and continued to thrust into Rachel's hand.
"Fuck, that's so hot." Quinn moaned, her hips jerking slightly. Rachel attached her mouth back to the head of the dick and began sucking as her strokes continued. "You're gonna suck the come right out of me, superstar." Quinn said, moaning into the hot air.
Rachel laughed lightly which only caused Quinn to groan that much more as the vibrations bounced against her dick. "Oh, shit..."
Pulling the dick out of her mouth, Rachel began stroking it rapidly yet again, pointing up to reveal her testicles. Licking both, she then put one in her mouth and began sucking, her hand still going at Quinn's cock. Quinn was now thrusting furiously into Rachel's palm, her ass cramping at the constant pressure.
"Fuck, come here, Rach." Quinn said, stopping her hand and pulling her up.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, completely confused. Quinn took her hand and pushed her a little roughly on the couch.
"Lay down and pick up your hips." Quinn commanded through gritted teeth. Rachel did as she was told, Quinn getting on her knees between her legs on the couch and pulling her spankies down and off.
"Don't you dare put them on this floor." Rachel said, getting up on one arm. Quinn stared at her in disbelief before locking her jaw.
"Fine." She said, still gritting her teeth and letting them hang from her back pocket. "There. now lay down before I explode." Quinn said, lifting the Cheerios skirt with ease and pulling her legs closer to her face only to be met with complete wetness. "Fucking shit, Rachel, you're all wet." Quinn said, dragging her tongue along throbbing folds. Rachel moaned, her hands going to the sides of the couch and squeezing tightly. Quinn looked up and noticed before smiling, her tongue now doing circles around her red clit.
Pushing a hand up, she took one of Rachel's hands and placed it in her own hair, the girl now pulling at blonde hairs. Positioning her hands back at Rachel's thighs, she pushed them open more, Rachel's pussy now on complete display for Quinn to see. "Oh, fuck." Quinn moaned as she pushed her head in yet again, attacking her clit before teasing her soaking hole with her middle finger. Slowly, she began to enter in her pale digit, hearing a loud moan fall from Rachel's lips as her back arched off the couch.
"That's right, baby." Quinn moaned, pushing her finger in more, Rachel whimpering the more Quinn pushed in. Going back to her clit, Quinn began sucking eagerly, tasting Rachel's delicious juices on her tongue.
Rachel tugged at Quinn's hair more as she whimpered out, "Quinn, I'm close!" With one more suck and a particularly hard thrust, Quinn pulled her finger out and detached her mouth.
"Ready?" Quinn said, getting up on her knees while stroking her dick quickly in her palm.
"You better pull out." Rachel said before nodding.
"I'm not an idiot." Quinn said before opening Rachel's legs and teasing her hole with the head of her dick, precome already forming at the red tip.
"Oh, fuck, just do it!" Rachel pleaded just as Quinn thrusted in, both of them moaning in relief.
"Hudson pop your cherry already?" Quinn asked, slowly moving to allow Rachel time to adjust.
"That's none of your business." Rachel said, her eyes shut tight and hands clenching at the couch. "Just go faster." She said, moving her hips up. Grabbing her waist, Quinn began pounding inside the petite cheerleader, loud moans echoing around them as Quinn began to break out in a sweat.
"Yeah, you like that? You want it harder? Fuck, I'm about to come." Quinn said, tightening her grip on Rachel's waist and pushing her head back.
"Faster!" Rachel yelled, her stomach tightening and her legs squeezing around Quinn's waist.
"Shit, Rachel, stop squeezing my dick like that!" Quinn said, completely out of breath.
"Oh God, I can't help it." Rachel whimpered. "More, I'm so close!" She yelled out. Quinn looked at her with hungry eyes as she began pounding her dick inside Rachel, the tip hitting inside her perfectly each time making her scream and tighten her grip on the couch.
"You want it faster? Fuck, I'll give you faster." Quinn said, gritting her teeth. Pulling her waist down, Quinn had Rachel meet her thrusts with more force as Rachel pushed her back up off the couch into a perfect arch as her mouth fell open in a silent scream. Her eyes shut tight and her walls clamp down on Quinn, suffocating her dick completely.
"Fuck, I'm about to come, Rachel, let me out!" Quinn said quickly as she pounded into Rachel's sensitive hole, her aftershocks causing her to twitch violently.
Finally, Quinn was able to pull out and quickly push herself off the couch, jacking herself off furiously and aiming at the floor. Her ass cheeks clenched and she felt the coil in her stomach explode as ropes of her white come began to shoot out from her dick and coating the gravel below. Her stomach twitched as she began moaning out in ecstasy.
Turning around, her eyes shut, she leaned against a metal rail and opened her eyes to see Rachel pushing herself up from the couch, still catching her breath.
Getting up silently, she went to her athletics bag. Then turning around, her chest still heaving, she witnessed Quinn stuffing herself back in her boxers, a satisfied grin on her face as she did up the zipper and button.
"No one is to know about this." Rachel said, sternly.
"Who do I have to tell?" Quinn asked with a smirk. Rachel narrowed her eyes before reaching behind Quinn and grabbing her spankies.
She began to walk off, hearing the flicker of a lighter as she did so. Once she was out of view, she began limping slightly, her now sore area feeling as if it were on fire.
Staring at her from the cracks of the bleachers, Quinn laughed at the small limp she noticed before reaching down to grab her bag, push her sunglasses down and begin walking the other way to the student parking lot. This was starting out to be a incredible Junior year.