Author's Note: First, I am so sorry for leaving you all hanging for since February. Its been a good while. Work and school was leaving me with little creativity. Being that we are in a pandemic, I suddenly have all this extra time. I wrote this and have two other chapters line lined up. I am still editing "The Substitute." I plan to continue with book 2 when I finish this story. Juggling two porn with plot books was not too easy and I now want to focus on one book at a time.
Thanks for reading. I hope you are all safe. Please, please stay in and protect yourselves when you are out. As always, let me know your thoughts:) I did enjoy reading the few that I got and seeing the follows. I hope to see more of those.
I am a bit rusty so i apologize if this sucks:)
Santana wakes up early. She takes a moment to admire Brittany as she sleeps while staying close to her body. The light snore that Brittany has is adorable. Today is Brittany's birthday. She wants to spend the day with her, but she knows that Brittany has plans with her dad and she wants to respect them. That doesn't mean she can't make Brittany's day special.
Santana carefully pulls away from Brittany and shifts her body to the edge of the bed. Santana grabs her tank top from last night that was left on the nightstand and puts it on. She's about to get out of bed when she feels Brittany's arms wrap around her waist, keeping her in place.
"Where are you going?" she hears Brittany asks her in a groggy voice.
Santana smiles upon hearing it. She rests her hand on Brittany's arms.
"I wanted to make you breakfast today. You know, make you feel more special since it's your birthday."
Santana feels the bed move and she can hear Brittany move behind her. Brittany lets go of her waist and instead sits behind her. Brittany moves her hair to one side and behind, kissing her exposed shoulder and neck. Santana tilts her head to allow Brittany more access. She can feel Brittany's hands reach under her shirt and cup her breast. Santana moans when Brittany squeezes them. Brittany's kisses move from her shoulder to right under her ear.
"You make me feel special every day."
Santana closes her eyes as Brittany takes her earlobe into her mouth and sucks it. Her soft hands massaging her breasts and her fingers making her nipples hard. Brittany knows her body and how to get a reaction.
"Wish me a happy birthday with some birthday sex instead," Brittany whispers hotly into her head.
All Santana can do is nod. She's never been one to deny Brittany any request. She is not about to start now. She can feel Brittany bunch up her tank in her hands, maneuvering her tank top higher and higher. Santana lifts her arms and allows Brittany to remove it from her body.
Brittany lets her eyes roam all over Santana's sexy back. She runs one of her hands down her spine, causing Santana to shiver. Her erection grows harder with each passing second. She uses one of her hands to apply some much-needed pressure. She turns Santana's head so she can kiss her. The new angle causes her cock to graze Santana's back.
Santana gets up, Brittany tries to keep their lips locked. Santana grabs her cock and begins to pump her length causing her to moan. Her other hand cups one of her breasts. She pulls away from their kiss. Santana wastes no time in kneeling on the bed and leaning in, making her lay back down. Santana hovers over her, resting most of her weight on one leg as she kisses her again. Santana's hand on her cock never stops moving. She smirks. Dominant Santana is so hot.
Her hand comes up to Santana's cheek as they continue to kiss. Santana's hands feel so good on her cock, squeezing and pumping her length slowly.
"So hard," Santana whispers into her lips.
Brittany can only hum into the kiss as she reconnects their lips. She loves the pillowy ness of Santana's full lips against her own and the warmth of Santana's tongue in her mouth. Santana's kisses taste so sweet. The way Santana's tongue moves against hers makes her moan.
Santana parts from Brittany's lips and repositions herself, kissing down Brittany's body as she did so. Lower and lower she went she was at eye level with Brittany's cock. She smirks and looks up at Brittany, who is looking down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. She strokes her hand up and down slowly while keeping her eyes locked with Brittany's. Santana doesn't part her eyes as she licks the slit where the pre-cum is coming out of. She wraps her lips around Brittany's mushroomed head, sucking lightly. She then runs her tongue down her cock down to her balls where she takes one into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue before she moves on over to its twin and does the same. She then licks up the other underside of Brittany's cock before wrapping her mouth on the tip again and slowly taking more and more into her mouth. She moves her hand to massage her balls and hold her cock up as she continues to bob her head up and down slowly. Brittany feels so good in her mouth that she closes her eyes.
Brittany is moaning, and it sounds so good to her. She will never tire of the sound. It fills her with so much pride that she is the one provoking those sounds. Santana takes more and more of her into her mouth as her head sinks deeper into her. She can feel Brittany's hands on her head before Brittany pushes her head further into her, making her take more of her in.
"Take it," She hears Brittany grunt out.
So Santana does.
Bobbing her head up and down, she takes more and more into her mouth each time she goes down. Brittany's cock stretches her mouth and the tip eventually hits the back of her throat causing her to gag. Brittany's grip on her head loosens to let her come up for air, but she pushes herself to continue going down for more, fighting her gag reflex before boobing back up. It is then that Brittany's hands return to her head, pushing her down while thrusting her hips into her mouth. Santana continues to fight the urge to come up.
"Oh fuck," she hears Brittany grunt out as she plows into her mouth.
Brittany's rhythm is slow with a few powerful, quick thrusts into her mouth. Slow, slow, fast, fast, fast, slow, slow, fast, fast, fast. She can taste the saltiness of Brittany's cock. Her pre-cum coating the insides of her mouth. She's never really been a fan of cock, but she absolutely loves everything about Brittany's.
She loves the way it stretches her mouth, the way it feels on her tongue, and the way it tastes. Santana moans, reaching down to her pussy and is not surprised to find it covered in slick wetness. She rubs her clit to relieve the pressure that was driving her mad with want. She moans again at the sensation.
She continues to rub herself, matching her rhythm with Brittany's. Slow, slow, fast, fast, fast, slow, slow, fast, fast, fast.
She doesn't mind this position, but when she feels Brittany's hands on her face, she pulls away. Her face is flush and warm. Her breathing is ragged like Brittany's.
Brittany loves getting blow jobs from Santana. Santana easily gives the best head she has ever had, but seeing Santana touch herself while sucking her cock made her want Santana differently.
Brittany's hands guide Santana's face to hers. She kisses her tenderly, wanting to taste the lips she loves so much. Brittany moans at the taste of herself in Santana's mouth. Santana's hands grab her waist, pulling their bodies closer. Brittany can feel Santana's wet fingers on her skin. Santana grinds her body on her leg.
The air is thick. Their bodies are hot. The kissing becomes sloppy. Their hearts beat harder and harder. Brittany's cock twitches, dancing on its own from all the blood rushing inside her.
"I need you," Santana whispers hotly when they part.
Brittany is quick, flipping them over, so she is on top. She kisses Santana again. She explores the depths of her warm, wet mouth before she moves her kisses down to her jawline, nibbling and sucking along the strong jawline. She can hear Santana sign as she tilts her head up. She moves her lips down Santana's neck. Her tongue quickly finds Santana's pulse. Her teeth graze it before biting gently on it, provoking Santana to hiss.
Santana's hands move to her head, tangling in her hair, pushing her deeper into her. Brittany is surrounded by the scent she finds there. She can also feel Santana's wetness on her skin. She reaches down to grab her rock hard cock, giving it some much-needed relief. One of Santana's hands replaces her own, causing her to moan in response.
"Baby, please," Santana whispers to her as she moves her hand up and down her cock.
Brittany drags her mouth to Santana's ear, her lips sticking to her skin.
"You want me?" She whispers into Santana's ear before looking into her eyes.
Santana's pupils are large and black. Brittany lets her eyes roam down. Her face still flushed. Her mouth is agape, and her lips are swollen. She can see the mark on her neck becoming obvious. Her chest rising and falling as she breathes. Her dark-erect nipples look delicious and suckable. She continues to move her eyes down. Past her wonderful breasts, her strong abdomen, the v of her waist thanks to her athletic build, her cute belly button, and finally, to her wet, moist center.
She quickly looks up to Santana's eyes again, asking her with her intense gaze the same question from moments ago.
Santana can only nod in response. Brittany kisses her once more before removing Santana's hand from her cock. She pumps her length one more time. She then pins Santana's hands next to her head as she leans into her ear.
"You are so hot," she says before kissing her way back to Santana's mouth.
She lets go of Santana's wrists and grabs Santana's breasts. She squeezes them as she moves her kisses down Santana's neck. Brittany then pinches both of Santana's brown, perky nipples before grabbing it. She hungrily places her mouth on Santana's nipple.
She twirls her tongue around the hardened nub, loving the texture of the bumps on her tongue. She blows air onto it. Goosebumps break onto Santana's skin and she smirks, loving the reaction. She places her lips on it once more, sucking it gently before kissing over to her other nipple to give it the same attention.
She chuckles when Santana's lips start humping into the air. She widens Santana's legs and positions herself between them. Grinding into her. Both of them moan at the contact, but Brittany isn't done with her teaching.
"Baby," she hears Santana say.
The tone of Santana's voice makes her grind into her harder. Her voice is raspy and she sounds pained. Santana is so turned on and so is she. She wants nothing more than to pound into Santana, but the wetness against her skin and the smell of her pussy is driving her insane.
Brittany takes her hand and cups her pussy. Santana signs at the contact before beginning to grind her hips into her hand. Brittany can't resist closing her eyes to bask in the sensation of being the one to touch Santana.
Brittany feels Santana pull her head closer until they rest their foreheads against each other. She can feel the hot air from Santana's mouth on her lips and face. She can hear and feel how wet Santana is. She begins to rub Santana, meeting her movements. Santana is so wet. She inserts two fingers into Santana, causing her to moan in relief. Brittany sighs at the sensation of her fingers being squeezed by a wet, warm tightness. Santana kisses her lips slowly. Santana's mouth leaves hers when she thrusts her fingers. Everything feels so good. She lowers her hips down onto the bed. Brittany can feel her hard cock resting against her stomach. She grinds her hips into the bed, needing more relief.
Brittany thrust her fingers in and out of Santana, slowly, enjoying this sweet torture. She loves Santana's moans and pleas. She loves her body. Everything about her, she loves. She removes her fingers from Santana, brings them to her mouth, and while looking into Santana's eyes, she sucks them clean. Once she is done, she offers her sticky fingers to Santana who sucks them as well.
Brittany kisses her before leaving a trail of kisses down her body. Brittany moves her body down as she does so. When she's inches away from Santana's pussy, she looks up at Santana who is watching her with intoxicated-heavy-lidded eyes. Brittany inhales deeply, taking in her scent, closing her eyes as she does so. She kisses the insides of one of her thighs. Running her lips and mouth closer and closer to her wet center. She sucks the space right under her soaking wet pussy. Brittany can hear Santana moaning. Brittany can tell she wants her to give her some relief, but she can't help teasing her. She then bites the now wet flesh tenderly. Santana bucks her hips again, hissing as she does so.
"Britt, just fuck me, Baby."
Brittany lets go of her skin and blows on it. Never taking her eyes off of her, she sticks her tongue out and licks her pussy languidly. Santana's eyes close just before hers do. She can feel Santana's hips buck and lift into the air. Brittany takes hold of her waist and lowers them back down, savoring the taste between her legs. She runs her tongue slowly up Santana's seeping slit. Up, up, up she goes until her tongue is flat on her clit. She flattens her tongue around it, loving how hard it is against her tongue. She moves her tongue in circles on her clit, caressing it with her tongue. She shakes her head, causing vibrations on Santana's clit, making Santana moan more. She bobs her head with her movements, intensifying the feeling even more. Brittany licks her slit again from the center, up, up, up. This time she takes the hardened clit into her mouth and sucks it.
Santana tastes so good. Brittany can still feel her hard cock against her abdomen, but she couldn't care less about it at this current moment, because eating Santana out, being surrounded by her scent, feeling her wetness on and around her mouth. It's all she wants right now. It's the best thing she's ever had.
Brittany brings one of her hands so it is in front of her, she straightens two fingers out and enters her anew. Just like earlier, Santana's easily takes her in. Santana's walls tighten around her fingers, squeezing them with warm wetness. Slowly she works Santana up again, sucking her clit while thrusting in and out of her.
Santana is not surprised by how quickly she feels her orgasm approaching. Brittany has been teasing her to no end. Santana was going crazy. So much so she was about ready to take matters into her own hands and fuck herself when Brittany finally, finally gave her what she needed.
"Fuck," she moans, already on edge.
Santana reaches down to Brittany's head and pushes her more into her pussy while thrusting into Brittany's beautiful face, wanting and needing more of the amazing sensation. She keeps her eyes closed while she tilts her head back. Brittany's hot mouth on her throbbing clit feels amazing. She can feel Brittany's long slender fingers moving inside her. She mutters Brittany's name, again and again, wanting to say more but not being able to find her words.
"Ugh, Britt,"
She can feel herself get closer to her orgasm. She can feel her heart thumping. She can hear the heartbeat in her head. Her blood is pumping throughout her entire body. Her chest heaving as she breathes quicker and quicker. One of her hands leaves Brittany's head to grasp the bedsheets, her nails clawing into the sheets before it's bunched up in her palms.
"Oh, my G-" she moans breathlessly before her mouth goes agape.
Brittany's fingers thrust in and out of her so quickly as her mouth continues to work wonders on her clit. Santana's grinding into Brittany's face wanting to feel an amazing feeling, grunting, gasping, and moaning as she does so.
"I'm gonna cum." she blurts between quick breaths.
The feeling intensifies more and more, she feels her body shaking and her muscles tightening. Closer and closer she gets. It feels so good that she wants more. She can't even formalize the words to say it, because Brittany is doing everything right. Closer, closer, closer. She keeps her rhyme with Brittany until it hits her.
"Brittany," she moans loudly.
Her body lifts off the bed only to crash back down. The tightness in her body releases. Her palms also relax. Then, she feels a rush of endorphins courses through her veins. Her chest still heaves from her harsh breathing, but she is far more relaxed. Everything else fades away.
With her eyes still closed, Santana smiles as she feels Brittany kissing her way up to her. She licks her lips when she realizes how dry they feel.
"You taste so good," Brittany mumbles into her neck before she kisses her there.
Santana opens her eyes when she feels Brittany's lips on her jawline. She can't wipe the smile from her hot face. She takes a moment to run her hand through her hair to move the hair from her face, noticing its dampness from the sweat. She then takes her hand and caresses Brittany's cheek.
Santana smirks at her when she feels Brittany's hard cock against her stomach. She raises an eyebrow at Brittany before pulling her into a kiss and rotating their bodies so that Brittany was under her. She soothingly reaches to one of Brittany's breasts and squeezes it, causing Brittany to break their kiss as she gasps.
Brown eyes look into blue eyes. Santana bites her lip, loving how dark the blue eyes appear, and at how large Brittany's pupils are. She loves too how heavy-lidded they are. She is the only one that gets to see her this way, that gets to be with her this way.
Santana lowers her hand, letting her fingertips graze Brittany's skin, causing goosebumps to rise on the skin. Down, down, down her hand trails until she grabs Brittany's hardened cock. She loves how hard and heavy it feels in her hand. She moves her hand up and down Brittany's cock, loving the amount of pre-cum that has seeped out of the tip. She loves that she can feel its veins.
She kisses and sucks her jawline, moving closer and closer to her ear.
"Need me?" She asks with a husky tone.
Brittany licks her lips before replying, "Yes."
Santana smirks at how desperate Brittany looks. Brittany is the only girl that can look so hot and fucking adorable at the same time. Santana straddles Brittany, momentarily letting go of Brittany's hard cock as she does so. She relishes on how quickly Brittany's hands find her hips. She leans to kiss her. It's sloppy, but she doesn't care. She wants to get Brittany off.
Santana straight her back, placing both hands on Brittany's breasts, squeezing them as she grinds her hips on Brittany. Her eyes never leave Brittany's. The love and adoration in those blue eyes make her feel like the sexiest woman in the world. The way Brittany licks her lips as she stares back into her eyes, she knows that she is, at least to Brittany. She bites her lip as Brittany repositions her pillow she is propped up against the headboard slightly.
She leans down, sucking one of Brittany's nipples, loving how the hardened nub feels against her tongue. She moves over to its twin and does the same. She brings one hand to Brittany's cock, now wet and soaked with her wetness. She rubs it against her pussy before positioning it between her pussy lips. Slowly she sings in, feeling it stretch her. Her eyes close, and she moans at the sensation of being filled up. She hears Brittany moaning, too, which only spurs Santana on.
Her mouth goes agape. Lower and lower she sinks until she has all of Brittany inside her. She gives herself some time, feeling the insides of her walls pulsating as it adjusts to Brittany's girth and length. Like always, Brittany's thumbs caress her hips, easing and comforting her. Slowly, the intrusion feels pleasurable.
"So deep," Santana utters, opening her eyes and looking into Brittany's.
As she grinds her hips slowly, Brittany's eyes flutter and her mouth widens. She can feel Brittany's fingers dig into her sides. Soon, Brittany begins to slowly move into her. Slowly, they move together. One of Brittany's hands moves to her thighs.
Needing to feel closer, she leans down and kisses Brittany passionately, letting her tongue explore Brittany's mouth. She then sucks Brittany's lower lip. Santana then tucks on Brittany's lower lip as she pulls away.
Santana picks up the pace, moving her hips quicker for a few moments before slowing back down. She continues the pattern. Faster grindings and then a few slow ones. When Santana grinds her hips faster she also grinds them harder while her softer grinds were softer. Slowly, she would build the both of them up just to slow them down. She loved how Brittany's fingers dug into her the closer she got, and how her mouth going agape every time she did so. She loves how Brittany's face would furrow together. Santana was sure her face mirrored Brittany's.
"Fuck," she hears Brittany grunt out, "San."
Santana can hear the desperation in Brittany's voice. Brittany wanted to cum, and so did she.
Brittany's hand comes up to her neck. As Brittany leans in, she pulls Santana into a kiss. It's sloppy and doesn't last long at all, but Brittany keeps their mouths close. Santana can feel the hot breath on her wet lips.
"Please, you're killing me here,"
Santana can feel the words on her lips. The whisper in Brittany's voice makes the words sound hoarse and sexy. They keep moving with each other. Santana can't help but close her eyes at how good it feels, moaning as she meets Brittany's quick movements.
"Oh fuck," the words escape her.
Santana lets herself be pulled by Brittany but does not stop her movements. One of her hands supports her while the other rests on Brittany's chest. She moans into the kiss when Brittany massages her ass. They separate, but keep their faces in proximity when breathing becomes an issue.
Santana moans again when Brittany thrusts in and out of her in short quick movements before pushing their bodies together so she can grind so deliciously into her. This new rhythm feels oh so good. She can feel her orgasm approaching all over again, like the many times it had since she started this little game. They both know they won't be prolonging it this time. Her chest heaves as her breathing quickens, her muscles begin to tighten. She can hear the moans, hums, and grunts. She is sure some of those noises are hers. This feels so good. So good that she knows she's about to cum.
"I'm gonna-Oh,"
She can feel her face contort and her mouth go agape. She looks into Brittany's eyes who only nods back at her.
"Me, too" Brittany reassures breathlessly before giving her a chase kiss.
They continue their rhythm. A series of slow, quick thrust and some grinding. Eventually, it all becomes a series of quick thrusts. In, out, in, out, in and out. Santana closes her eyes, getting lost in the sensation. Everything begins to fade all over again. The feeling intensified as she gets closer and closer.
Santana moans in surprise when she feels Brittany cumming inside her, Brittany's cock releasing cum deep inside her. Santana moves her hips, working to empty every bit of a Brittany. She's so close she can feel. Closer and closer she gets to her orgasm. Then everything stops. Brittany moans and her hands squeeze her ass when she does, indicating Brittany can feel her spasms. The right feeling in her abdomen fades as her muscles relax. Blood courses through her veins. She feels the buzzing feeling all over her body. She feels her legs go numb, only feeling them when they shake with the aftershocks. When she does, she also feels Brittany's cock move inside her as it empties itself completely.
Breathless, she falls onto Brittany's hot body. She rests her head on Brittany's left side, placing her head just above her breast. She rests her hand on Brittany's chest. Neither she or Brittany say anything. She listens to Brittany's quick heartbeat and breathing as she comes down back down. Brittany's right-hand rests on top of her left hand.
Moments later, when she can move again, she detaches herself from Brittany to use the restroom. She instantly feels their mixture coming out of her. When she returns to bed to cuddle up with Brittany more.
"Happy birthday, babe," she whispers before kissing her chest.
A new buzzing feeling warms her whole body. Being able to be with Brittany, being able to love her, it's the best feeling in the world.
There is so much Brittany loves about Santana. The way she looks. The way she smells. The cute little smirk she throws at her. The way she calls people out and is super hilarious as she does so. She even loves how Santana uses "Wanky." instead of the usual, "That's what she said."
"I'm crazy about you," Brittany whispers into Santana's ear as she sleeps before she quietly gets out of bed.
She takes one more look at a sleeping Santana before smiling and heading into the bathroom to shower.
As she showers, all she can think about is that she's now 18 and that her dad and she were gonna spend the day together. It's been years since she's done this tradition with her dad. She's 18 and legally an adult, but today, right at this moment, she feels like she's a little kid again.
Santana is sitting up with her body covered from her chest down. She holds the sheet close to her body by tucking it under her arms. She's biting down on her lip as she checks Brittany out from her legs, to her ass, to her beautiful reflection in the mirror. She watches as Brittany finishes curling her eyelash extensions and smiles when Brittany winks at her through the reflection in the mirror.
"You look hot."
Brittany chuckles and turns around. She's wearing worn-out denim jeans and a white Nirvana t-shirt on with the logo in red. A plaid t-shirt tied around her waist. Her nails are painted black and she's got several bracelets and rings on.
"It's super simple," Brittany says with a smile.
"You can make anything look hot," Santana says with a smile that grows with each step that Brittany takes toward her.
She swallows hard when Brittany straddles her on the bed. Brittany rests her body weight on her thighs. Brittany's arms wrap around her shoulders. Her heart rate increased under Brittany's intense gaze. Santana places her hands on her waist.
"Is that so?" Brittany whispers inches away from Santana's face.
Santana hums in response. "I am totally biased," she adds with a smirk.
"You're a smooth talker, Santana Lopez."
The way Brittany says her name makes her heart melt. Brittany's hand comes under her chin, making her look up at her. She can feel Brittany's warm breath on her lips. Santana looks between her lips and her eyes that seem bluer and clearer thanks to the black eyeliner and mascara. Santana brings one of her hands to Brittany's face. The pad of her thumb caresses Brittany's cheekbone.
"I speak only the truth, babe, you're beautiful."
Santana watches as Brittany smiles, looks between her lips and eyes, and leans in, closing the remaining inches to place her lips on hers. Her eyes close as she gets lost in the sensation of the soft, warm kiss. Santana wants to take this kiss and take things to the next level, but she knows this day is important to Brittany. She tries to memorize the feeling, the sensation that the kiss awakens in her, and the softness of Brittany's lips. Eventually, they pull away.
"I'm gonna miss you so much today," Santana whispers with a raspy voice.
Brittany smiles cutely at her as her hand reaches to put some hair behind her ear. Brittany then looks at her eyes once more.
"I'm gonna miss you, too," Brittany gives her a chaste kiss. "Now, stop being so dramatic. I will be back before you know it."
Santana watches as Brittany pulls away and gets up. Santana instantly misses the warmth and the weight of Brittany's body on hers. Santana's eyes follow her as she gets her phone from the make-up table and then as she retrieves her black purse from the lounge chair. Santana can tell that Brittany is excited. Brittany has checked the time and her phone every couple of minutes as if she was afraid she'd miss it. Santana thinks it's adorable.
After grabbing her phone and putting her purse across her chest, Brittany approaches her one last time. Brittany grabs her face with her hands and makes her lookup. She kisses her one last time. It's so passionate and slow that Santana moans. She can feel Brittany smile into the kiss at this before she pulls away.
"I love you," She whispers to her.
"I love you, too, birthday girl," Santana whispers back with a smile.
Brittany winks before pecking her lips and making her way out the door. As she blows her one last kiss before telling Santana she will lock up. The smile on Santana's face doesn't falter. She can still smell Brittany's perfume in the air. The surrounding sheets are a solid reminder of how they spent their morning.
"I fucking love her," she shouts out into the empty house.
Santana is whipped as fuck and gives no shits about it. She gets out of bed and makes her way to the shower. If she's quick enough, she can catch Brittany on campus where she had to stop by before meeting her dad.
