Chapter 7

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"Really? It didn't seem like it." We both laugh and I just look at her. I absorb her beauty and everything she is. I look at her caramel skin, the darkness in her eyebrows, the dark waves her hair creates as it draped over her shoulders. I spot the dimple she has on her right cheek. I give her a poke.

"Poke!" I yell as I continue poking her. I poke her waist, her side, her neck, her thigh.

"Stooooooooppppp! I'm ticklish!" She yells, but I keep poking her.

Poke. .Poke. I hit a spot on her back and she jumps into my arms and holds my neck. I thought she was going to fall so my hands fell onto her ass.

"Ohhh what spot was that huh?" I tease her.

She looks at me as we hold out positions. My hands are still on her ass. Her hands are around my neck. I look up at her and she gives me this devilish look. She leans into my face. I pucker my lips out thinking that she was going to kiss me. She leans further in but dodges her head to side of my face and bites my neck!

"Ouch! What the fuck? Are you some sort of vampire?" I shout out at her. I was definitely not expecting that.

"You poke me I bite you, simple." She shrugs at me and gives a smile.

"Oh it's just that simple, huh?" I raise my eyebrow and stick my tongue out at her like a little kid. Yeah I can be immature sometimes.

"Honey, you have to eat, so come down and get some Chinese food!"

CLICK. CLACK. CLICK. CLACK.

"Oh shit my mom is coming up here." I whisper to Santana.

"Umm do you want me to hide?" She asks me.

My mom's steps continue on as I think. "No, I don't want to hide you. I would never hide you." I give her ass a playful squeeze, and I tap her to get off of my lap. She gets up and gives me a look that I wish I could just capture. Well, my camera is right here in the doorway.

"What? I'm an ass type of girl, not that I don't like your boobs, because those were the things that got us in this situation we are in right now." I raise my hands in defense. I can't believe I just admitted that to her. I am not even thinking right now and at the same time my mom's steps are getting closer.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look at you that way or kiss you." I turn away to leave the bathroom. But she grabs my arm.

"Well, I'm not sorry about anything." She smirks and leans in further to kiss me. Her lips suck on my bottom lip, which I think is swollen right now. My hands come up to grab her hips. Once I have them, I feel her moving her arms. I so focused on her lips that I didn't even feel her move my hands to her ass. I rub her ass in a circular motion and give it a squeeze or two or three. Then she grabs my hands again and brings them to the front of her body. My hands trail over her torso. She guides them up to her boobs. I am so shocked that she is letting my do this. I squeeze them and hold them for a minute. She brings her hands to my face and pulls her head away from mine. My hands are still on her boobs.

"Are you still an ass type girl?" She whispers into the shell of my left ear.

"I don't even know anymore. This is ah-amazing." I tell her, and I am trying to manage the tightness growing in my pants. I really don't need another park scene again.

"I think we should *moan* um go into your room before your mom gets up here." Holy shit did she just moan or am I dreaming?

"Y-yeah let's go." I pull away and grab her hand as we walk into my bedroom. As soon as we enter it, my mom is walking into my room.

"Honey, I didn't know you had company. I didn't even know you had friends." My mom says with the fakest smile. She then walks closer.

"Hello, I am Susan Pierce. Any friend of Brittany's calls me Susan." My mom reaches out her hand to grab Santana's.

"Hello, I'm Santana Lopez. I'm actually your neighbor too. I live in the house on the left." They shake hands and now I wish my mom would leave.

"Oh really? I have never seen you before. Oh well, do you want to stay for dinner? We have enough food." My mom offers. I kind of need her to stop with this inviting stuff because I can't have Santana around while I am so hard.

"Only if it's okay with Brittany, then yes." Santana turns and looks at me with a smile.

"Yup." I called out with a high pitched voice. That is all I can say at the moment because I am very distracted right now.

"Honey, are you alright you look a little red." My mom questions me.

"I am fine Mom. We will be downstairs in a second." With that, my mom turns around and leaves. I run over to shut the door.

"Your mom is….funny" Santana tells me.

"I think you meant to say annoying." I say back.

"Well she is your mom. I guess it's like her job to be that way." She tries to sweeten it.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Well how about you go down the stairs and fix your plate and I will be down there after a quick shower." I tell her and she leaves. I close the door behind her and make my way to the bathroom, to take care of my situation. Hopefully this time that park situation won't play out.

I strip down, and I turn on the water. I put on a shower cap because I washed my hair this morning and I won't have time to dry it. I step into the shower and let the water run all over my body. My penis starts reacting to the warm water.

I reach down to stroke it and I immediately moan with my touch. Santana knew what she was doing. I shake my head and start pumping.

Downstairs in the kitchen: Santana and Susan

"So how long have you been our neighbor Santana?" Brittany's mom asks as she is setting out the plates.

"Actually, I met Brittany the day you guys were moving in, about 3 years ago. But, we never really talked after." Santana replies casually.

"Why?" Susan asks.

"I guess it's because she was so closed off, and I hung out with a different group of friends who were not closed off." Santana shrugs with her answer.

"Oh, well I hope you guys stay friends because between you and me, you are Brittany's first friend. I really like that she is being sociable. I know she loves her photography and just being on her own, but it is always nice to have someone to talk to. I am glad the person turns out to be you." Mrs. Pierce says with a sweet smile.

"Me too." Santana replies with a toothy smile.

"Can you please go tell my daughter to hurry up? I swear you would think she would give up being in that room when she has company over.

"Will do Susan." Santana makes her way up the stairs.

Upstairs in the shower

Moans are hitting the walls of Brittany's bathroom as she is still stroking her cock. Santana is slowly making her way up the stairs to tell Brittany to hurry up.

"Uhh, right here. Mmmm." Brittany shouts and also oblivious that she didn't even close the door. She gives her penis its last few strokes and cleans herself off. She grabs the soap but it falls from her hands and it hits the floor with a bang.

Santana hears the bang and runs down the hall quickly.

Brittany picks up the soap and finishes her shower. She turns off the water and lets out a sigh. She gets out and immediately starts looking for a towel. She has to reach into her cabinet to find one.

Santana runs into Brittany's bedroom and notices the door is open, so she runs over to it.

Brittany yells an "ouch" because a bottle of mouthwash falls from the cabinet onto her foot.

Santana burst through the bathroom door and is met with a naked Brittany. Brittany's arms are still in the air as she is still reaching for a towel. She is unaware of Santana's presence until she turns around.

"B-b-brittany. Big. Brittany. Really. Big." Santana's eyes look like they are about to pop out of her head. Brittany follows Santana's line of sight and finally finds a towel and drapes it over her body to cover her boobs and penis.

"Santana! What are you doing here?" Brittany yells.

"Tip." That is all Santana says.

"What do you mean tip?" Brittany questions her.

"Your tip." Santana basically repeats.

Brittany turns to the mirror and sees the tip of her penis still in sight hanging below the towel.

"Shit." Brittany turns around completely.

"You told me to stay for dinner." Santana replies shyly with a blush on her face.

"No. I meant, what are you doing here, right now, in my bathroom?" Brittany turns red because of all of the embarrassment.

"Y-your mom told me to tell you to hurry up. But then I heard a bang and you yelled 'ouch' so I came here running thinking that you fell or something." Santana replies as if she's in trouble. She has a sad look on her face.

"Oh, well I'm fine. The soap fell in the shower and I yelled ouch because the mouthwash from the cabinet fell onto my foot." Brittany tells her hoping she would walk away.

"Oh okay, well then I will go downstairs." Santana says shyly as she starts to exit the bathroom.

"Wait, Santana. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just I am still self-conscience about my body and you just found out about my penis. Now you just saw it and I can't help but think that you think I'm a freak of nature or something. I just… I just don't want you to feel sorry for me or hate me. I am sorry that you had to deal with all of this. So just walk away because I am sure I can find someone, someone who can accept me. Maybe not now, but later, and I don't-" Brittany rambles on but gets cut off by Santana's footsteps getting closer to her.

"Stop. I told you that I like you just the way you are." Santana speaks louder.

"Nope, you said that you would choose a girl with boobs and a penis over a guy anyday." Brittany says over her shoulder.

"I meant that I would choose you. You're different Brittany, and I like different. Now let's go and get some food because it is getting hot in here, and I'm not just talking about the steam from the shower." Santana stands there as Brittney turns around and laughs. Santana gives her a wink and runs down the stairs.

"I knew you were special. You were special ever since the first day I met you." Brittany whispers to herself as she stands in the middle of her bathroom alone, with a smile on her face. She then walks into her room and finds some clothes to wear.

Santana walks into the kitchen, and tells Mrs. Pierce that Brittany is coming. Santana smiles because she realized what she just said, no pun intended.