The Rachel Berry Chronicles

14

The Yule Ball was the one event on campus that everyone looked forward to. It was often seen as completely worth it to stay on campus an extra day after finals were over just to attend. Puck had made sure that all his commitments to the football team's bowl game preparation had been taken care of in advance so he could be sure to attend. The last couple of weeks had been hectic and he had hardly been in his apartment for very long.

Today though would be different, he was sure. By mid-morning, he had finished everything he needed to do and found himself lost for things to do, looking aimlessly at the internet for inspiration. It was such a weird feeling to be on top of things for a change.

He texted Rachel to see if she was around however he got no reply. He figured she was already gearing up for the ball. Since she had been talking about it nonstop, she was probably very excited.

After a few more minutes of nothing his phone buzzed with a text, but it was not from Rachel.

SUGAR: Hello stranger! Long time no see...

It had been a couple of weeks since their little game night, and while everything seemed fine between the three of them, things had been so busy Puck and Rachel had hardly had a chance to catch up with Sugar besides quick meetings at dinner or a 'hello and good luck on finals.'

PUCK: Hey Sugar. Sounds like you miss me or something…

SUGAR: Hardly…

As Puck stared at the phone screen, his mind filled with flashbacks to the game and images of Sugar's lips wrapped around the head of his cock.

PUCK: Liar. I know you miss me.

SUGAR: Ok you got me; maybe I miss you a little bit.

PUCK: I knew it.

SUGAR: Did you miss me?

Puck laughed to himself thinking about her gorgeous body riding his shaft. He could remember how her body shuddered before his eyes as he filled her with his cock.

SUGAR: Stop thinking about me naked.

Puck laughed.

PUCK: You know me too well… I missed you a little.

SUGAR: Good... It will be nice catching up with you and Rachel tonight…

PUCK: Yeah, it's been too long. Have you eaten lunch?

SUGAR: I ate in with Tina already. Anyway I texted to see if you knew what Rachel was wearing tonight yet. Girls hate showing up in the same color.

When it came to asking Rachel what she was wearing, that was the one subject she avoided. It seemed she was building the suspense on purpose.

PUCK: Nope... no word yet.

SUGAR: Hmmm... ok then. Well...I need to get going. See you tonight.

PUCK: Me too. See ya.

Puck texted Rachel again hoping for a reply, but no response came back.

Sugar put down her phone and looked at the clock: 1pm. The ball was tonight and while she had spent the last couple of weeks trying to get excited about it, she just wasn't feeling it this year. She knew others, especially Rachel, were making a big fuss about it, but for some reason she wasn't.

She was a little scared of being around a giant crowd of people because the last time she went out to an event like that it was with Sam. Because of that she would have much preferred to just go to a pub, meet a nice guy, and come home to have a special night in bed; even if that meant giving up the glamour. Much cheaper and simpler probably, she kept telling herself. Still she knew she would spend hours getting ready for any over the top night out to feel special.

She didn't have anything to do until then, so she got back in bed. Sugar started thinking about the game with Puck and Rachel again. It had been a couple of weeks and the most important thing she took from that experience was that she was starting to change her worldview in order to feel better about her life. However since the game, it was as if everyone had been forgotten from the world, and so she hadn't been able to have any real fun: not with Rachel and Puck, certainly not with Tina, and not with any of the male population of the university at all.

Puck had been at work or finals almost every day since that night, and Rachel it seemed had gone into hiding making it almost impossible to catch up with her. She didn't want to think that maybe they were avoiding her, she thought everything was still the same, they were just caught up in their own lives. And the places she did see either of them weren't exactly the best places to reminisce about all the minblowingly amazing things that happened during their sexy game.

So that's why she had spent a lot of time reliving those memories alone. Sugar remembered everything that happened clearly as if it had just happened and was able to play back her favorite bits. The smells, the touch, the taste, the feelings all filled her mind, frequently taking her to a happy place whenever she was alone.

Sugar felt her pussy throb as images or Puck's cock filled her mind again: how good that feeling was when she straddled him and let his hard cock slip past her wet entrance and into her pussy. The memory was almost as good a feeling.

Sugar slipped a hand down the top of her pants and into her panties feeling the still smooth skin over her mound until she reached the warmth that had suddenly built up between her legs. She slowly ran her middle finger down along her wet entrance as she thought about how good his cock felt inside her, and how his warm hands trembled on her hips as she tried to act calm but wasn't able to. After the hours of build up and playing she had wanted him so badly and the memory had lingered in her mind since that moment, knowing that he had wanted her too.

Sugar's finger ran over her clit causing her body to jolt in response to her climax. She pushed her finger down and slipped it into her pussy along with a second finger as she thought about Puck's hands running over her skin, feeling all her bumps and imperfections, accepting her for who she was as she rocked her hips and felt him inside her.

Her nipples brushed against the fabric of her bra as she breathed deeply with every movement, causing them to harden in arousal. Sugar slowly stared to rock her hips as she closed her eyes and bit her lip, giving into the feeling. Her other hand ran gently up her front to pull down her shirt and bra and palm her waiting breasts. Gently she ran her hand over one, feeling the nipple bounce between her fingers, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. She pushed her fingers deeper into her pussy, feeling her clit with her thumb, riding the pleasure wave again and cresting over the top of it.

Suddenly images of Rachel filled her mind, her gorgeous naked body rubbing against her own as she sucked on her wet pussy while she lay on top doing the same back. Sugar pushed her head back into the pillow remembering the softness of Rachel's body against hers, as her climax came forth and released into her hand. Her hand dropped to her side and clutched the sheets tightly as her back tensed up and arched high until her climax had passed.

She collapsed back on the bed slowly pulling her hand out from her panties and looking at her soaked fingers. Sugar smiled and sucked on them as her mind wandered back to the ball. She kept telling herself that she used to loved getting dressed up, so for that reason she felt compelled to try and have fun.

She rolled over and looked at the black cocktail dress hanging against the wall that she had picked up for a bargain at a vintage store in the city. It was a sleek simple dress that had straps over the shoulder and hugged her body nicely all the way down to just below her knees. As it happened, it was the first dress that she had tried on that fit, so instead of searching for hours she just bought it immediately.

It was what she would wear underneath the dress that she found herself caring the most about. She bought a new padded bra that made her look a whole cup size bigger since she needed to do something to make the boys interested. Her panties though were another story. She wanted to feel special and a little bit dirty. After discarding the idea of going full commando as being too risqué, Sugar decided she would wear one of her new thongs. She spent many hours looking for the perfect one before finally settling on a lovely little black thong that cost almost as much as the dress she was wearing.

Given the cost of the undergarment, Sugar made a pact with herself. If she was going to spend that much money on something like that, then she would not be the only one to see it. So therefore she needed to bring someone home and fuck their brains out to make the purchase worthwhile. That simple thought had kept her going.

The problem Sugar faced was that she knew there would be dancing, and all the heels she owned were too tall and thus not suited for that. After much searching around in other stores all week for some to wear, she couldn't find any she liked enough to buy. Now on the day of the ball she would have to borrow some from Tina, who luckily had the same sized feet as her.

Looking at the time again Sugar figured it was time to start getting ready. She slowly got out of bed and got dressed. She sent a text to Rachel but got nothing in reply. Rachel had been an interesting development over the last couple of weeks. Rachel had kept extremely quiet about what she was going to wear to the ball. The fact that not even Puck knew was intriguing.

Sugar looked out her window and saw that already some people were walking around dressed to the nines, so she knew it was time to go see if Tina and her could help each other finish getting ready. She raced down the hall to Tina's room and opened the door without knocking since it was unlocked. Instantly Sugar realized that that had been a mistake. She should have knocked.

"SHIT!" Tina said as she turned around, standing naked in the middle of the room and covering her body from Sugar's wide-open eyes. She stood in front of Sugar in complete shock, but managed to drape one arm across her breasts and one down covering her core with her legs crossed and pushed together. She stared at Sugar as she looked back at her suddenly realizing the door was still open. "Are you just going to stand there?"

Elsewhere, Puck was awoken from an afternoon nap by a persistent knocking at the door. He got up and opened the door. "I really need to get you a key," he said to Rachel letting her inside and closing the door behind her.

"Well if you didn't lock the door in fear someone will walk in on your pleasuring yourself to pictures of me then I wouldn't need one…" she replied poking her tongue out as she turned and looked at him with a huge smile on her face.

"Who says it is to pictures of you…" he replied laughing. She punched him in the arm. "Maybe you should just move in to make sure..." he suggested.

Rachel broke away and laughed. "If only dorm rooms weren't paid for all up front…" she said laughing, leaning in, and kissing him.

They moved to the couch and Rachel sat on his lap. She pulling a present out of her bag she had hiding behind her back and handed it to him.

"But it's not my birthday," he said to her.

She rolled her eyes, "Just open it," she replied. "Wait…" she said concerned. "You've still chosen to forego all sense of traditional decorum tonight by wearing a … kilt?"

"It's a Yule Ball; Christian traditions don't apply to you and me."

"Fine…" she said handing over the gift at last. "But could you at least wear this as a favor to me..."

Puck took the box and undid the bow. Inside was a bow tie (the type you needed to tie yourself) and a pair of silver cufflinks shaped like claymores. Puck didn't know what to say.

"It is still black tie after all," she said sheepishly. "You do know how to tie that right?" she asked.

"It may be one of those life skills I have taught myself over the last couple of years..." he said laughing at her.

"Good" she said. He hugged her to say thanks.

"I didn't get you anything…"

"You are plenty enough for me," she said kissing him on the forehead.

"You are really making a big deal out of tonight aren't you," he said.

"I might not have to celebrate Christmas, but I still love it." Rachel then leant her lips to his ear. "...and after we get home tonight I want you to fuck me under the mistletoe," she whispered.

Puck felt his erection grow at the thought of it.

"I have always wanted to fuck a girl in a ball gown," he said.

Rachel lustfully slid her ass back and forth over his lap. She sat back up biting her lip, "Well I am sure we can arrange something." She pushed her ass down against his erection, feeling it press back. "But we aren't there yet."

Puck was about to protest as Rachel stood up left him with a kiss and then left his apartment.

Back in the girl's dorm, Sugar was motionless. "Huh?" she asked Tina.

"What? Do you see something you like or something? Close the door!" She shouted.

"Oh" Sugar blushed and pulled her eyes away from Tina's naked body. "Sorry," she mumbled. "I'll come back later…"

"Sugar!" she said. "It's fine, I was just shocked when you walked in. I don't mind you being here. You were just standing there with the door open, that's all."

Sugar forced laughter as she looked back at Tina seeing her smiling warmly and wrapping herself in a robe. "Sorry, its just…" she was trying to work out how to say it. "...well your body is amazing."

"Thanks…" Tina replied. "I try."

Sugar felt a little better.

"I don't want to be late," she said as she turned her back to Sugar, put on some underwear, and moved to find her gown. "I wonder what Rachel's wearing…" she said.

"Me too" Sugar said walking over to her. She helped pull up the zipper on a white and silver dress that fitted Tina's curves nicely. Sugar could tell Tina enjoyed getting dressed up. She got more excited the more things she put on. The excitement was infectious and Sugar actually started getting excited about the whole thing too.

After Tina got dressed they did their makeup together and put on the finishing touches. Tina passed Sugar the heels she had been searching for, laughing at their show compatibility. When they were both ready they went out into the quad where everyone was waiting for the rest of their groups. Sugar wasn't sure where Rachel or Puck were.

As it turned out it took Puck a while to get ready: he had to iron his shirt and shine his shoes. Then he had to have a shower, shave, and make sure his Mohawk could both badass and sophisticated.

Once he had everything together, there was a knock at the door and I opened it to see Rachel standing there, looking stunning.

She was wearing her hair back in a bun showing off her gorgeous neck which had a lovely simple necklace hanging around it. She had on a strapless gold dress that made her look like an award they give to movie stars, and Puck was speechless at the trouble she had gone to. Her dress pushed up her breasts and also somehow hugged them to her body as it ran tightly down her chest until it got to her waist where it fell loose out from her body all the way to her heels. As Puck looked at her feet, he saw she had on a pair of heels that matched the color of her dress. To top it all off she smelled amazing: her perfume was sweet, and it completed the package perfectly.

"You...you look... stunning," he said finally looking at her and then giving her a kiss.

"Why thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself," she said blushing. "I was worried when the dressmaker said we might not match."

"Dressmaker!?" Puck exclaimed. "Don't worry, it's beautiful, you're beautiful," he said to her still looking her up and down. "It looks so expensive. How on earth did you afford it?" he blurted out.

She laughed. "Don't you worry about that, that's for me to worry about," she said hugging him. "Now come on, let's go get drunk."

Puck looked at her warm smile and felt an urge just to drag her into the bedroom and skip the ball entirely, spending the night making sweet love. But before he could suggest doing just that, she grabbed his hand and pulled out of into the hall.

Puck closed his door and then spend time looking at the back of Rachel's dress for the first time. His heart skipped a beat seeing it was held together like a corset with a bow sitting at the small of her back. He thought about the corset she wore when she stripped for him, and he licked his lips reliving that memory. Puck thought about what speed he'd use when undoing that later, and watching it fall to the floor revealing her sexy body underneath. He felt an erection grow against his kilt. He had to settle down, he didn't want to get too excited too early.

He followed Rachel outside to where there was a large group of people collecting together to go to the ball. All of a sudden they stopped talking and looked at the pair. Seeing Puck in a kilt and Rachel in her incredible shiny gown, the silence was deafening. Then a small cheer broke out from them the crowd. Rachel smiled and hugged Puck closer as they walked with locked arms in the direction of the cheers.

The cheers and whistles were of course from Sugar and Tina. Puck smiled knowing these three girls were the hottest girls on campus and every guy would look upon him with jealousy, kilt and all.

He hugged Sugar first and said, "You look beautiful."

She blushed. "Thanks," she said. "I feel silly. It's cold out here and I keep expecting to see Sam around every corner."

"Nah, that asshole would never wear black tie." Puck replied.

She smiled at his attempt at comfort. "You kept that a secret," she said gesturing to the kilt.

"Yep, but totally worth it for shock value alone," he replied with a smile. "I couldn't resist. Although I get the feeling I will regret it as soon as a winter breeze goes between my legs."

She smiled. "Now you know how every woman feels in skirt," she replied. "Rachel looks gorgeous too," she said changing the subject.

Puck took a deep breath as he became lost in Rachel's beauty as he watched her in the crowd talking to other people. She looked amazing and he couldn't get over the effort she had gone to. Rachel turned and gave the two of them a shy smile as she noticed him and Sugar watching her.

"I know," Puck said finally. "I had no idea. She did all that AND bought me this tie and cufflinks to match the kilt... I don't want to know how much it all cost her, or how she afforded it."

Sugar didn't say anything as she looked at Rachel too in agreement, her dress certainly wasn't cheap.

"I meant what I said before" Puck said to her smiling. "You look beautiful too."

"Thanks," she replied looking down shyly.

"Honestly Sugar," he said. "If I was single I would totally want to go home with you." That wasn't a lie, and the erection threatening to poke out from under his kilt was evidence enough.

"Who says you need to be single?" she said with a whisper and dirty grin. "Got a deck of cards hidden under there somewhere?"

They stared at each other with an intense gaze, but that didn't last long. They both laughed hard for a whole minute. Things were still okay between them.

"Thanks though…" Sugar said suddenly and then unexpectedly threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"It meant a lot to me what you said that night, and what you say means everything to me..." she whispered in his ear. "You both mean a lot to me..."

"Sugar…"

When she pulled away Puck could see her eyes welling up. "I'm alright," she said. "I'm just being stupid. I am just so happy I have you and Rachel around because, well, I don't know what I would be doing if you weren't."

Rachel walked over holding a small package of tissues and passed her one. Sugar laughed and took them wiping her eyes and blowing her nose.

"Thanks Rachel," she said when she was done. "You always seem to know when I'm sad."

Rachel gave her a hug, "Tears should not be an accessory for a dress that cute, Sugar."

Tina came over and joined them. "Hello all," she said to them.

"May I say how lovely you look tonight Tina," Puck said to her with a smile.

"Why thank you sir," she replied with a curtsy, matching the silliness of Puck's greeting.

They all left together walked inside. There were still some stragglers about, but most of the action was starting to move indoors anyway. Rachel, Sugar, and Tina walked in front while Puck hung back admiring the view.

to be continued