"So Santana you going clubbing tonight?" Quinn asks dragging Mercedes, Puck, Kurt and Blaine with her.
"Yeah I guess, I'll meet you there at seven or you could come pick me up." Santana shrugs knowing her dad will want her to check up on how the shipments are going.
She sort of wishes that the blonde girl would be there as she looked like she'd be good at dancing.
"So I'll tell my parents I'm staying at yours." Quinn says breaking her train of thought.
"Yeah sure, listen I have to get home." Santana says running to her car and peeling out of the parking lot. "Fuck!" she whispers feeling pressure building in her spanks. No one has ever made her that hard that fast and she has yet to even talk or be close to this girl. She really wants to get to know the blonde now. She speeds home barely throwing her car in park before, jumping out running into the house and up to her room.
"Santana?" Mario questions as she runs by him.
"Fuck," Santana breaths once she's in her room and has discarded her skirt and spanks. Her cock springs free and she starts jerking off thinking of the beautiful blonde. That this is her hand pumping on her cock. She moans as the pressure builds up until she finally comes.
"Santana!" Mario says knocking on her door.
"Just a sec dad," Santana shouts wiping herself off and looking around for her pants. "What?" she asks opening her door while finishing her last button.
"Santana when are you going to find a nice girl to settle down with or at least go on more than two dates with?" Mario asks, he is worried his daughter will never find anyone.
"Dad, I can't just go around telling people I have a penis dad we live in Ohio and I would be eaten alive at school if it became common knowledge." Santana confesses to her father.
"Sweetie I know, but I just want you to be happy and I haven't seen you truly happy in years since your mother left us." Mario says hugging his daughter.
"I know daddy, I'm working on that." Santana tells him giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Now if you do it mind dad I have to change, going clubbing tonight."
"You going to CJ's?" Mario asks.
"Yeah do you want me to check up on the shipments?" Santana asks.
"If you don't mind and please try and get back before one." Mario tells her before leaving to go check on some of his dealers that he thinks might be talking to the cops.
Santana runs around her room like a chicken with her head cut off looking for something hot to wear out tonight on the off chance she sees that blonde.
When Quinn arrives with Puck and Mercedes, Santana is actually dressed which is like a first for her.
"Damn S you look hot." Quinn says giving her a peck on the lips.
"Thanks Q, are we picking up Kurt and Blaine?" Santana asks as Puck stares her down licking his lips.
"Puck stop perving on Santana she's a lesbian loser and you're my boyfriend." Mercedes says slapping him on the arm.
"Yeah Puck I wouldn't want to have to beat the piss out of you." Quinn threatens glaring at the mohawk boy.
Santana shakes her head; there are only two people at school that know about her condition her cheer Coach Sue who had to know for obvious reasons and Quinn who had accidently found out. Ever since then Quinn has basically claimed her as her secret girlfriend. It's not like they could let people at school know they are lesbians. The only problem for Santana is she isn't in love with Quinn, sure she is fun to be around and sleep with, but she just doesn't have the same feelings for Quinn that Quinn has for her. In Quinn's eyes they are dating and she gets jealous whenever someone hit on or even talks to Santana that she deems a threat to her. While Santana only sees her as a friend who she occasionally has sex with.
"Calm your tits Q, let's get going. I wants to get my drink on." Santana says placing a hand on Quinn's arm calming her down and giving her the Puck is our friend and dating Mercedes look.
"We have to pick up Kurt and Blaine before Blaine kills Kurt for changing his clothes every ten seconds." Mercedes says looking up from her phone, "Oh and Rachel's going to be there too with Mike and Tina."
"So what is everyone from glee going to be there?" Santana asks as they walk out to Puck's truck.
"Yep," Mercedes absent mindedly says.
"Great, I'm putting you in charge Puck of making sure no one gets up and sings. We don't need our reps taking any more of a nose dive than it already has." Santana orders as they pull out.
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"Britt, god slow down. I'll be at the bar." Sam shouts giving up on trying to follow his sister who will be dancing in the center in no time. "Vodka on the rocks," he tells the bartender as he sits down next to Puck and Mercedes.
"Hey, you're that guy that went into McKinley this afternoon." Puck says when he turns around to ask the bartender for a drink and sees him. Mercedes swats Puck on the head.
"Yeah, who are you?" Sam asks frowning.
"Puck, I'm a senior at McKinley and this is my girlfriend Mercedes." Puck says sticking out his hand.
"Sam and I'm a junior." Sam smiles shaking his hand. "And somewhere out there," he gestures to the dance floor, "is my crazy ass older sister. She's a senior like you."
"So that was the heart breaker you helped out of the SUV, good to know she's available." Puck says getting smacked by Mercedes.
"That's my sister," Sam growls being the overprotective younger brother.
"Don't worry Sam I won't let him anywhere near her." Mercedes reassures him glaring at her boyfriend.
Sam gives Mercedes a small smile before looking out on the dance floor for his sister. He takes his drink from the bartender and takes a sip, but nearly spits it out when he sees the dance floor open up to show his sister grinding on some idiot guy.
Santana has been dancing with Quinn when she sees that everyone is moving to give a couple more room. Her jaw drops when she sees the blonde girl dancing with Mike and actually out dancing him. She is starting to see red that should be her dancing with the blonde. It confused her as to why she feels so drawn to this girl she has never met and why she feels so protective of her.
"Santana, Santana." Quinn yells in her ear,
"What!" Santana snaps.
"You stopped dancing and you're staring at that girl dancing with Mike." Quinn growls slapping Santana's arm. "What am I chopped liver. You. Are. Here. With. Me." she punctuates each word getting right up in Santana's face centimeters away.
"Got off Q, we're not dating." Santana spits shoving Quinn off of her and walking over to where Mike and the blonde are still dancing though everyone around them had started dancing again. "Mike, Tina is starting to get jealous." she says nodding towards his girlfriend.
"Oh well I guess I'd better go over there. Nice dancing with you, see you tomorrow maybe." Mike says walking over to his girlfriend.
"It was nice dancing with you as well. You're pretty good." Brittany says smiling at him before turning to face Santana. She smirks, wrapping an arm around Santana's waist pulling her into her. She runs an arm down the Latina's body spinning around and grinding down her.
"You're beautiful," Santana whispers in her ear running her hands down the blonde's body and she swallows a moan as she feels the blonde's taut abs.
"You're really beautiful too, I'm Brittany by the way." Brittany whispers leaning back into the Latina, taking her arms and wrapping them around her.
"Santana," she breaths into Brittany's ear as she grinds her ass into Santana's crotch causing her to get even harder than she already is.
Brittany can't be happier to be dancing with an extremely hot girl that is totally into her. She is starting to really let the music guide her that when she grinds her ass farther into Santana's crotch she feels something she doesn't feel when dancing with girls. It causes her to gasp and spin around to face her.
"Is that what I think it was?" Brittany asks innocently.
"Yes," Santana gulps looking down at the ground waiting for Brittany to shove away from her. What she doesn't expect is the blonde to lift her chin up and crash their lips together.
"It is weird that I don't care and actual find it turns me on." Brittany whispers pulling Santana up against her.
"No," Santana gasps into Brittany's mouth as she kisses her again running her tongue across the Latina's bottom lip who gladly let her in.
"I don't normally do this, but do you wanna get out of here?" Brittany asks pulling away from Santana a bit.
"Come on I know the owner and he has a room in the back." Santana whispers leading Brittany.
"So do not a lot of people know what you're packing?" Brittany asks sitting on the bed.
"Nope, I'd be teased and who knows what else." Santana whispers gently pushing Brittan back on the bed.
"I won't tell anyone." Brittany whispers pulling Santana on top of her, kissing her passionately.
Santana can't help, but smirk. This girl is something else. They have just met and don't know a damn thing about each other yet here she is about to have sex with the girl.
"Well are you just going to stay over me smirking or actually get down to the pleasing." Brittany giggles as Santana rushes to throw off her shirt and help the blonde get out of hers, unclasping both their bras throwing them off to the side.
Santana stares down at the half naked girl below her. She swears this is the single most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Looking her straight in the eyes she moans as the blonde gives her right boob a squeeze. Not to be out done Santana grabs the blonde's left boob gently squeezing it while sucking on the right one swiping her tongue over her nipple. Brittany moans laying back as the Latina switches her attention to the left, lightly biting the nipple.
"Ah...San," Brittany moans sliding her hands down the Latina fumbling with her belt buckle.
"You are so beautiful." Santana moans almost coming at the sight of Brittany beneath her. She has never been this turned on in her life.
Brittany smirks as Santana gasps when the blonde finally gets her pants and compression shorts off in one fallow swoop. She is shocked at how big the Latina is and is busy thinking how good it will feel to have her thrusting into her that she doesn't notice her own pants and thong getting pulled off. Licking her lips she grabs the base of the shaft and squeezes it a little before looking up at Santana who has her eyes closed and mouth a couple of times before guiding her to her own throbbing pussy. Normally she'd give a guy a blow job first, but she needs a release to bad.
Santana's eyes shoot open when she feels heat radiating on her dick. She sees that Brittany is not wasting anytime. As their eyes connect she understands how much the blonde needs this. She stops her unwrapping her hand all while looking her in the eyes.
"San," Brittany whines thrusting her hips up. "Please," she begs, pouting.
Unable to deny this girl anything she thrusts in, deep. Both moan as she pushes all the way in, pausing to allow her to adjust to her size and being so full. Once she feels Brittany starting to squirm, she pulls almost all the way out before pushing back in getting into a pretty steady pace. It is a little hard to thrust in as the blonde is really tight. She loves the blonde's vice grip on her dick, it is the best feeling in the world. Sex with Quinn had never felt this good. Leaning down she kisses Brittany trying to convey how much she loves this.
"God Britt you're so fucking tight." Santana gasps thrusting in deep.
"So...big and...thick." Brittany gasps throwing her head back, gripping tightly to Santana's shoulder.
Brittany can barely think let alone talk. She has never in her life felt this good. No one has ever worked her up this fast, she feels herself getting close. She has been with numerous other boys and girls, but none of them had made her feel this good. Moaning, she pulls Santana's head down so she can kiss the Latina.
"You just want to squeeze every ounce of cum out of my dick don't you." Santana breaths in Brittany's ear, surprising herself at how forward she is being. This is something new to her, but is encouraged when she only hears moans come from Brittany.
"Harder...San, harder. I'm close." Brittany moans as Santana complies thrusting as deep as she can, her balls smacking against Brittany's thighs. "Faster," she moans, Santana has just hit the spot that caused her walls to clamp down on Santana.
"Fuck," Santana mutters thrusting in as deep as she can go before releasing her seed, deep in the blonde.
As soon as Brittany feels the long, warm ropes squirting deep inside her, she stiffens. "I'm com- Santana!"
Santana can't help, but smirk as the blonde screams her name. After she finishes, she waits until Brittany stops quivering before pulling out.
"That was amazing, you were amazing." Santana breaths out trying to caught her breath, turning over to see two blue eyes staring at her.
"It was," Brittany says smiling as Santana pulls the covers over them.
They lay there in silence just staring at each other as Brittany snuggles into Santana and the Latina wraps her arms around her, cuddling them together. Brittany smiles snuggling farther into the Latina falling asleep.
Santana kisses her head, before sliding out, grabbing her clothes and putting them on. She kisses Brittany once more before quietly opening the door and rushing to the meeting room.
