Hi. It's been a while since I posted so I thought I would put together something short. I am still taking requests for my next story. The characters/pairing can be either Faberry or Pezberry and I only write SMUT stories.
Please write your fantasies in reviews.
When Quinn joined the soccer team a week ago, she'd never thought it would bring this kind of reaction out of her girlfriend.
The first time the blonde walked out the bathroom in her soccer jersey, she barely had time to let out a yelp before Rachel pounced on her, tackling her to the ground and plunging her tongue deep in her throat. Innocent, shy kisses were exchanged before turning into wanton make-out session against any part of the house, against any surface they could get away with or even risk being caught. Rachel was insatiable, needing Quinn's bare skin underneath her fingers in whatever form the blonde let her, resulting in the soccer player taking two cold showers just to get rid of her rigid boner before every practice.
On game day Quinn had to wake up extra early and visit her girlfriend's house (in her jersey, of course) to spend hours rolling around on her bed before leaving for the field, legs tingling and hair tussled in the way too obvious manner. They haven't gone all the way yet, both preferring to get comfortable with each other's bodies but when Rachel was screaming her name while she fingered her into the mattress, she couldn't complain.
But as they learned about what the other liked or didn't, Quinn discovered a particular but very enjoyable part of foreplay.
Dirty talk.
But when Rachel unexpectedly calls her "daddy" while she's on the brink of her orgasm, Quinn feels a shudder go through her spine and she comes so hard in her boxers, she feels faint. After taking note of her reaction, it was safe to say Rachel perfected the dirty talk to the highest level.
After all, Rachel Berry did not do anything half-assed.
Just like with every other prospect in her life, Rachel required nothing less than perfection.
"Hm, you feel so good, baby."
Squeezing her eyes shut tightly, Quinn's toes curled almost painfully in her socks as she tried to stay as still as possible on top of the covers and not buck her hips into Rachel's closed fist around her cock as she jerked her off. Her jersey top thrown somewhere on the floor while her shorts and underwear were pushed down to her ankles almost as if Rachel couldn't bother to undress her properly before wrapping her delicate hand around her meat.
The brunette was straddling her tights, the house blissfully empty which Rachel planned to take full advantage of.
Quinn's chest heaved rapidly as she gripped the sheet at her sides.
"Do you like this, baby? You're so hard for me," Gently moving her hands up and down, Rachel took her earlobe between her lips, nibbling on it while her other hand squeezed her bare breast, "I bet you've been thinking about my pussy during practice, huh? You couldn't wait until you can get me alone. Do you want my pussy, Quinnie?"
The blonde was rock hard at this point, precum leaking out of her tip that Rachel used to speed up her movements, "Y-es."
"Do you want my tight little pussy squeezing your big cock," She latched on her neck and sucked before whimpering in her ear, "So wet and warm."
Quinn bit her lip hard at the words. She wanted nothing more than to throw the girl down and fuck her senseless. "Fuck."
Rachel smirked, "Hmm, I know you do, sweetie. I can't wait until you split me open." Her thumb swiped across her tip, before speeding up her hand and the blonde's thighs shook, "You're gonna be so huge inside me, just throbbing, fucking me like nobody else can. Do you want to do that, Quinnie? Fuck me so good until I see stars?
"Ugh, fuck yes. Please, Rachel." She gasped as Rachel let go of her cock and fondled her balls, gently playing with them in her hand.
"Patience darling," Rachel teased her, "I'm gonna make you come but you have to be a good girl, okay. Let me just feel you for a little while longer."
Quinn groaned desperately as her head thrashed from side to side and her abs clinched with an effort to not come until Rachel said so. The brunette leaned down to swallow her moans, licking into her mouth eagerly then dropped on her side and pushed Quinn until her back was melting into her front. The blonde grunted at the sudden change of position and reached back to kneed Rachel's waist, clinging to her.
"God…" Quinn wailed when Rachel's arm circled around her and picked up her cock again, twisting her wrist on every upstroke and building up the pressure in the pit of Quinn's stomach, "Please let me come!"
The brunette grinned and ignored the request, "Hmm, you are so hot, baby. I feel your big cock throbbing in my hand." The sound of squelching as her wet hand slides up and down her rigid meat feels up the room and Quinn feels it to her bones. She's never been this hard before and she couldn't imagine what it would feel like when Rachel finally let her come.
She could feel Rachel's smirk pressed against the back of her neck before the diva licked a bold stripe across her skin, "Maybe I should just leave you like this until after the game, hm? Let you use all this aggression and frustration out on the other team so you can win," She squeezed her base and tugged on it in rapid sections, "I would be watching you from the stance and drooling over your big dick that I can see bulging in your pants. I would be so wet baby that I'd have to flip up my skirt and fuck myself while watching you."
Quinn was so close that it was almost painful and with every move of Rachel's palm she was wounded tighter, her body tensing.
"Please…" Her tone was desperate and low, barely escaping her lips but it was the best she could do. She didn't have any more energy to chase after her orgasm, instead of letting her body slacken into Rachel's arms and letting her take care of her, "Please."
A tender kiss was pressed against her cheek before Rachel's hand sped up, jerking her off faster and harder than before, focusing on her tip more.
"Come for me, Daddy."
Suddenly, the blood rushed into her ears and her muscles tightened as Quinn cried out, shooting ropes after ropes of white, thick come on Rachel's sheets and all over her hand. Her spine curved back into the brunette's body as she shook, riding the waves of pleasure until she literally couldn't come anymore and went limb in her girlfriend's arms.
"We're gonna lose," Quinn said quietly, hips still twitching every once in a while.
Rachel giggled and hugged her around the waist, pulling her flush against her front, "Why?"
"Because I can't move."