A/N A few people asked for it and only because it's Snixxxmas, I present you a sequel to On our way home...
Quinn slid into the back of Santana's car after pushing a mountain of discarded clothes out of the way.
"You two really need to get a room," she said as the smell of sex hit her nostrils. She looked toward the front seat as Brittany gently stroked Santana's arm.
"Is that an offer?" Santana said looking at Quinn in her rearview mirror.
Quinn rolled her eyes and looked out the window. She thought she really should have walked the rest of the block to her house, but the thought of going home and having no one there was too much for her. She appreciated the small amount of company she could get.
Santana pulled into Quinn's driveway and shut the car off. She looked to Brittany for her agreement and said, "Come on Quinn, we'll hang out for a while." All three got out of the car.
The blonde getting out of the backseat looked relieved. She really hated being home alone. She especially hated it when she was feeling lonely. Her life just didn't seem to make sense to her at the moment.
Quinn opened her front door and walked to the kitchen to grab some water. Brittany and Santana made their way upstairs and to Quinn's bedroom. Though the house was empty they only felt comfortable in Quinn's room.
Looking around for a note from her parents, Quinn sighed and gave up. She knew they were out for the weekend at a bible retreat but a note would have been nice. She walked back through her house and up the stairs. She opened the door to her room to find Brittany straddling Santana on her bed.
"Seriously you two? On my bed?" Quinn said annoyed. She really couldn't understand why the two couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Taking a breath from their kiss, Brittany leaned up and got off of Santana.
"Jealous?" Santana said just as annoyed as Quinn but smiling. If Quinn didn't know better she'd think Santana was up to something. She could see Brittany slightly nudge Santana. They were up to something.
Santana took her cue from Brittany, leaning over to give her a peck on the lips, and got up from the bed. She walked over to Quinn's dresser and opened the third drawer. Quinn's eyes shot open.
"What are you doing?" Quinn said with sudden alert in her voice.
Santana took a second to find what she was looking for; a small, purple, lipstick sized vibrator. Quinn was terrified.
"What the hell Santana," her voice elevated.
"Don't act surprised that I knew about this. All those times we slept over you must have known we could hear you using it," Santana said matter-of-factly. She looked towards Brittany who had gotten off the bed and walked over to Quinn.
"We just don't want you to feel lonely tonight," Brittany said grabbing Quinn's hands as she pulled the other blonde closer to her. Still in shock that they knew about her toy, Quinn didn't put up a fight as the taller woman's lips met her own.
Brittany guided Quinn's hands around her waist and put her own around her friend's neck. She felt as Santana walked up behind Quinn and opened her eyes to look at her girlfriend as she started to gently bite on Quinn's neck. She moved her hand up to the back of Santana's head to stroke her hair and could feel the moan that escaped Quinn's busy mouth.
Quinn still wasn't resisting when she realized that Santana had started undressing her from behind. She stopped kissing Brittany long enough to have her top pulled off and to allow her to step out of her pants and underwear. As Brittany reached around to unhook her bra, Quinn surprised herself when she hungrily grabbed her lips again.
Brittany laughed into Quinn's mouth as she took the bra off the smaller woman. She slid the bra off her arms, dropped it to the floor and cupped both breasts in her hands.
Santana was watching her girlfriend kiss Quinn, as she slid her hand down between Quinn's legs. She didn't have to feel around long to find the wetness that was dripping from Quinn's pussy. She took the small vibrator and turned it on; holding it against her friend's swollen clit.
The kiss between the two blondes was broken when Quinn leaned back against Santana, giving her better access. Brittany pouted at the loss of contact but quickly moved her head down take one Quinn's nipples into her mouth and played with the other between her fingers. The shorter woman moaned in approval.
Quinn could feel the small circular movements of the vibrator against her clit. She shouldn't have been shocked that Santana was so good at rubbing another girl but didn't think that it would have felt this good. Brittany's attention to her sensitive nipples wasn't helping either; she was embarrassingly close to coming.
She put one arm around Santana's neck and pulled her into a kiss, her free hand holding Brittany's head to her breast. In a flash the movement against her clit was quickening and she couldn't hold off any longer. Her hips began to buck against Santana's hand, begging her to stop and keep going at the same time. She was able to ride it out until the last shiver of her orgasm had subsided and Santana removed the vibrator from her clit. She could feel Brittany's mouth leave her nipple with a pop and looked down to see a darkening spot forming in the shape of Brittany's mouth.
The girlfriends reached around Quinn and began to kiss each other feverishly. Quinn could feel the arousal between the other two women. She began to help free the blonde in front of her of her clothes. Brittany didn't object and she began to undress Santana. Within moments they were all naked.
Quinn looked at Brittany and winked, directing both ladies over to her bed. She pushed Santana down and kneeled between her legs. She pushed her legs open and licked up Santana's turned on pussy. She may not have any of Santana's skills but she sure as hell wanted to taste her then and there. She smiled when she noticed she could smell Brittany's perfume. She was the second girl to go down on Santana that night.
Looking up at the girl she was tasting, Quinn watched as Brittany straddled Santana's head facing her. Santana pulled Brittany down closer into her by wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's hips. Brittany replied to Santana by gently riding her tongue.
Quinn watched as the blonde slowly moved back and forth on her girlfriends face. She was mesmerized by how the rocking was making Brittany's breasts move. She was just about to reach up and grab one when Santana beat her to it, so she grabbed Santana's breast instead. She took the hard nipple between her fingers and began to rub it between her thumb and middle finger. She heard Santana moan into her girlfriend's pussy and saw Brittany smiling down at her.
She was getting more turned on by watching Brittany riding Santana then she had thought. She moved her free hand to her own pussy and began rubbing her clit. She was wetter than she had ever been before, her fingers finding their way easily inside of herself. She wanted to come again but found that she wanted to see the two women in front of her come first. She removed her fingers from her pussy and put her hand up to Santana's receptive center. Quinn noticed Brittany looking at her expectantly. She no longer hesitated and put two fingers inside of her friend, moving them in slowly and the back out again. She had to readjust so she could continue to lick Santana's clit and work her two fingers at the same time.
Brittany began moving faster on top of Santana. She probably could have come by just watching Quinn eat her girlfriend out, but she was lucky enough to have Santana's tongue also inside her. She made no more than three movements before Santana was licking her clit again. Brittany could not hold on any longer and let out a long, husky cry followed by a hysterical laugh. She was coming all over her girlfriend's face and they both loved it.
When her spasms ended, Brittany moved from her position so she could kiss Santana. She let her hands wander to Santana's now unattended breasts and took one in her hand. She moaned into Santana's mouth before breaking the kiss and leaning to suck her nipple into her mouth. Santana was appreciative that this also meant that Brittany's breasts gently touched her chest as she leaned over her.
Quinn was no longer paying attention to the couple in front of her. She was hypnotized by the muscles tightening around her fingers and the swelling of Santana's clit. She didn't care what they were doing as long as she was able to feel her friend's build-up. She continued to move in and out of Santana, gently licking her clit up and down, until she heard what she knew to be a swear word come from her mouth. Around her fingers she could feel contracting muscles. She didn't stop until she was almost kicked away by a not so angry looking Santana. "You need to stop," Santana said looking down at Quinn with a large smile on her face. Quinn's face reddened when she kept going too long after Santana's orgasm, she was after all new to making a woman come.
She smiled back as she made her way onto the bed, all three ladies lying over each other exhausted.
Brittany was the first to make a movement. First to kiss Santana, then to kiss Quinn. She was just about to get on top of Quinn when Quinn felt as though she was being shaken.
The feeling was gone only to return a moment later. Why was she feeling this uncontrollable shaking? Quinn couldn't understand what was going on and then she heard a voice. It was Santana's voice cursing at her but when she looked at Santana her lips were not moving. Quinn fainted out of fright.
Another round of shaking and Quinn woke up. She looked around confused. She was sitting in the back of Santana's car. They were still in her driveway. She looked at the two women in the front seat confused. Brittany was the first to break the silence. "So why exactly were you yelling out Santana's name in your sleep?"