Okay, first of all thank you for your reviews and faves/follows. You guys are the best. Secondly, this is by far the kinkiest thing I've EVER written, be warned.
Sorry for the spelling/grammar mistakes. Its currently 4 AM and I need sleep to be honest.
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"From the looks of your test I can most definitely say that you are not with child." A middle aged Indian woman walked into the room where Brittany was currently sitting on the end of the patient's bed, one hand tightly clasped inside of Santana's who was in the chair beside her. They'd been inside the doctors office for what was probably going on the third hour now, both letting out a breath of relief and maybe even a tear or two. "However we do ultrasound just to be sure, yeah?"
"Well if you're sure there's really no point." Santana shook her head and stood up not really wanting to stay any longer than she had to.
"Right." The woman nodded and scribbled on her notepad before ripping the tiny slip of paper off and handing it to Brittany. "Your oral contraception you wish to pick up from pharmacy though they are not always one hundred percent so I must recommend condoms as well, which you can also get from the pharmacy."
"Wait, if I'm not pregnant then how come I'm so late?" Brittany asked with furrowed eyebrows as she took the tiny slip from the woman. "Isn't what that usually means?"
"Not necessarily. Could be a number of things really. Stress, hormones, over or under eating. Maybe exercising a little too much?" She shot the blonde a knowing look. The older woman had known Brittany and her family ever since Brittany was about three when she came in with an extreme case of the flu. Ever since she had been the Pierce's family physician.
Brittany shrugged weakly causing the doctor to shake her head and sigh. "Anita, come on!" she begged desperately. "You know how much I love to dance! Not to mention GLEE club totally needs me."
"I understand that Brittany but I've told you over and over that you mustn't over do it, no?"
"You mean there's actually a thing such as over exercising?" Santana looked at the doctor with a skeptic look. "I'm pretty sure if that were the case Britt's and I would have been dead a long time ago."
"Not really." Anita narrowed her eyes at the Latina. "Musculoskeletal Trauma and Cardiovascular Stress take are long term but are major destruction to the body. Anyways." She cut her eyes to Brittany. "Be careful from now on, yeah?"
Brittany's long fingers trace over the defined veins in Santana's cock before completely wrapping around the girth, squeezing and running her thumb over the slit at the tip. They'd been at this for over an hour, and Santana could feel tears in her eyes at the lack of pleasure that Brittany had already experienced four times that afternoon. The Latina wanted so bad to thrust her meat into her girlfriend's hand, to get off just once, but if she did that she wouldn't get her actual 'reward' that Brittany had promised would be well worth the wait. And damn if she didn't need it.
"Ow fuck!" She jumped back with narrowed eyes on the blonde. "Did you just slap my dick?"
Brittany shrugged. "You want that reward don't you?"
Yes. God yes she wanted it. She needed it. The Latina reluctantly nodded and stepped back to her previous spot. She stared into blue eyes as she felt a hand wrap around her member again, slowly stroking her.
Brittany smirked and stroked its length one more time before slapping her girlfriend's hard cock, watching it bob down and then upwards while Santana's abs tensed. "Suck your finger for me baby. Make it wet.." The blonde murmured seductively. Deciding she was more than ready, Brittany turned around so that her back was facing Santana's front and bent over, gripping the edge of the dresser in front of her. She threw a smirk over her shoulder. "Now put it in me."
Santana took her spit soaked index finger and positioned it at Brittany's pussy opening before sliding in.
"No." Brittany shook her head. "Lower."
Santana stared at her for ages, her gaze flicking back and forth from the blonde's smirk to her perfectly shaped ass. She had dreamt of this day for so long and now that it was actually here she was terrified. "If- if it hurts tell me." She swallowed nervously, positioning her finger at Brittany's asshole before sliding in a little less then halfway. She couldn't help but let out a groan at how unbelievable tight it was, just around her finger. Her cock twitched with excitement as she pushed her finger the rest of its way in before pulling out and sucking her middle finger and sticking them both in her girl in an instant. "Is that okay?"
"So good. Bet you want your dick inside it, don't you?"
"So bad, B." The Latina pumped her fingers in a few more times before pulling them out and wrapping her hand around her pulsating shaft. "Can I go ahead, Britt?" She asked desperately, rubbing the tip of her cock up and down the crease of Brittany's ass. She heard a faint 'yeah' and that was all it took before she positioned her rock hard dick at Brittany's puckered asshole, just barely getting the head in when she let out a groan. "Oh my god.. Does- does it hurt?"
Brittany shook her head no. She could most definitely tell it was her first time doing anal, but if anything it was dirty as hell which turned her on even more. "All the way, San."
"Yeah?"
"Do it, now."
Santana shoved her cock the rest of the way in, earing a loud moan from herself and Brittany both. She was absolutely surrounded in nothing but tight walls and knew it wasn't gonna take long for her to come at all. Running her hands up and down Brittany's back, she pulled out slowly before pushing back in even slower in attempt to savior the godly feeling of her cock being suffocated. "I just wanna pound into your ass, B. It feels so fucking good."
"Pound me, S. Fuck my ass like I know you want to."
"Oh yes." The Latina moved her hips a little faster spurred on by the words, the feelings of her balls slapping against her girlfriend with each thrust adding to her pleasure. "Baby you feel so good, so. fucking. good. Rub your clit, baby. Please."
Brittany groaned and rested her head on the edge of the dresser as her hands tightly gripped it, feeling her ass being stretched to its girth as Santana pumped into her furiously. She took one of her hands and brought it to her more than over sensitive bundle of nerves, rubbing it in fast circular motions. "Oh shit, San."
"Feel good, Britt Britt? Like when I fuck your ass while you rub that hard clit?" Santana asked with a teasing tone. "You've done came four times and are about to come again, this time because of my big cock in your tight asshole. Take this big dick baby!"
"Santana! Baby sl-slow down.."
The words fell on deaf ears as Santana fucked Brittany as relentlessly as she possible could, feeling her balls tighten with that familiar feeling. "Get ready for my load baby, its gonna fill this perfect ass so good.. Yeah, yeah, here comes B, here it comes!" She laid her front on Brittany's back, her hips moving to their on accord as rope after rope of hot cum shot from her dick into Brittany's ass, a feeling neither one of them would forget anytime soon.
Santana groaned and tossed the remote to the TV to the side as she sat on the sofa in her living room. It was afterschool and instead of being with her girlfriend like she usually would be, she was stuck at her house because her dad called her during fourth period demanding that she be home for a 'family meeting' by the time he and her mom got into town. With a few rolls of the eyes followed by her immediate response that her and Brittany had plans, Brittany was able to convince Santana that going home would be the right thing to do considering the Latina hadn't seen her parents in ages. She reluctantly agreed and was starting to regret it as the clock above the television set read a little past seven PM. Just as she started to get up she heard her parents talking outside of the front door before they walked in and closed the door behind them. Santana gave them a confused look when her father just stood there staring at her with a clenched jaw, her mother staring at the ground.
"Harriet, take our bags up to the bedroom please." Mr. Lopez told his wife, jutting his head towards the stairs. As Mrs. Lopez did so, Santana could feel the anger running through her father as the man just stood in front of her with crossed arms.
She cleared her throat, trying to break whatever the hell this tension was. "You um, you look nice. The haircut really defines your jawline..And the suit..."
"Cut it out, Santana." He bit with his thick accent, glaring at the girl. "Do you want to explain to me why I received a call from the Jorge down at the Center claiming to have you on file for a HGC blood test?"
Santana sat up fully on the sofa and sighed heavily. "We had a scare." She mumbled with a shrug.
"'We' as in who, Santana? Do you even know the girl's name?"
"Brittany. And she's my girlfriend."
The man scoffed. "Girlfriend? For how long is this one?"
"Nine months." Santana glared at him. "But she's not pregnant so no need to worry about your precious little reputation." She stood up and went to walk past him but was stopped by a firm grip around her wrist. "No me gusta." she snatched her arm away, now facing him. She could see the crease above is eyebrow- much like her own except his only showed when he was upset or angry- with little strands of his slicked back hair sticking out.
"You're forbidden to see this Brittany."
"What?" Santana practically laughed. When Mr. Lopez's stance nor face faltered, the Latina's breathing sped up. "You can't do this." she gritted through her teeth.
"Until your 18 I can do whatever I want with you, therefore from here on out you go to school, you come home, and vice versa." With that being said he walked passed his daughter and up the stairs just as Mrs. Lopez re entered. The woman took a seat on the sofa with a tired sigh, resting her elbow on the armrest and her chin in palm.
Santana swallowed the lump in her throat as she stared in the spot her father was just standing, not entirely believing this situation.
"Give it time, Mija-"
"Don't even try to justify this, mami." she shook her head, facing her mother.
"Maybe a break will be good for you. Focus on school and what not."
"Please, mami.." She begged, her voice cracking at the end. "You don't understand how much I love this girl.. She's my everything."
Mrs. Lopez gave her daughter a sad smile. "I'm sorry, bebe." She murmured. "But your papi's mind is made up."