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Santana had gone into labor at 9 p.m. Her best friend Quinn had driven her to the hospital from Regions because her parents had kicked her out of their home after finding out their 15-year-old daughter was pregnant from a person she refused to name.
"I'm calling your parents to inform them that you're in labor. I know you said not to but they deserve to know., Quinn said holding Santana's hand.
Santana nodded. Her contractions were painful.
"Are you sure you don't want me to call the father?"
Santana nodded her head. "Don't,"
"Okay. Mr. Shue said that he would bring the glee club over after the competition.
Santana didn't reply but instead shouted in pain. A nurse came up to her and asked questions regarding her contractions. Soon enough, Santana was given a room and was being monitored. She was waiting for her body to be dilated. She was 6 inches the last time Dr. Tran checked.
Santana rested her hands on her belly. "Babygirl, I can't wait to bring you into the world. I love you so much."
Quinn smiled. Santana was a strong person. She had watched her young friend change so much in the past 9 months. Her parents had abandoned their daughter when she needed them the most, rumors spread around school about her being a whore, and she studied harder than anyone to ensure she'd get into a good college.
Another half-hour passed before Dr. Tran informed Santana that she was ready to give birth.
"Okay, Miss Lopez. Everything looks good. The process is going to be smooth. When I say push, I need you to push with all your strength. Ready?"
Santana nodded.
"Okay, push."
It was painful beyond words but Santana gave birth in 8 minutes. Rebecca Lopez-Pierce was born at 9:38 pm on September 22nd. She requested the other parent not be listed. The rest of the world would know her as Rebecca Lopez because only she and her daughter would know her complete last name.
When her daughter rested on her chest, Santana fell even more in love with her daughter when Rebecca's blue eyes locked with hers. Her lips broke out into a smile. Fuck all the rumors about her in school. Especially the ones where she supposedly got a summer boob job. This. This was all worth it.
"Te quiero mucho, Amorcito. Intentaré darte el mundo. I love you so much little love. I will try to give you the world."
—
Santana bit her lip as she watches Brittany dress in her closet, the encounter repeating in her head.
"My plan worked," She says with a mischievous smirk.
"Your plan?" Brittany asks.
"Yup. It went much better than expected,"
Brittany looks at her with squinted eyes and a smirk as she went to a shelf in the back and retrieve some Clorox wipes and proceedes to hand one to Santana and gestures her to tidy up the desk. Brittany then bends down and cleans her mess.
"Explain,"
"I planned to come in here, undress in front of you, and make you turn to putty."
Brittany lets out a chuckle," Isn't that what happened?"
"Yes, but I didn't expect it to feel so damn primal. We totally turned into screamers. Like, we were loud." she says blushing and chuckling.
Brittany blushes. They both had gotten carried away. She swallows and in a stern voice said, "Yeah. Let's not do that here. I am serious about keeping us under wraps."
"I will try. I just- you drive me crazy. Plus, knowing nobody was here, I couldn't help but be very vocal."
Brittany tosses the wipes into the trash and kisses her.
"I understand completely."
Santana just smiled widely. She was pretty sure that Brittany could see her heart eyes.
—
After cleaning all the evidence of their sexcapade, Brittany and Santana made their way to Brittany's dark blue BMW M6 in the school parking lot. Santana had let Quinn take her car since she always gives her best friend rides. Santana had decided to wear Brittany's blazer once more but opted not to wear her ruined underwear. Brittany was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a gray shirt that Santana let her borrow since, in the process of cleaning up naked, cum had spilled onto the floor where her clothes had been.
Santana was waiting for Brittany in the passenger seat as she placed Santana's cheerio bag and her messenger bag in the trunk. She has already unbuttoned the button of the blazer. Thank god Brittany had tilted windows because the only she had on was her blondes blazer. Her underwear ruined from moments ago and her bra still stored away with her Cheerios uniform in her gym bag.
She'd have to ask Brittany if she could borrow it the blazer. it would go great with a tube too and some shorts. She didn't know she looked so good in an oversize blazer but she rocked the look. Her mind got sidetracked but smirked when she saw Brittany approaching the driver's side. Brittany got in and closed the door only to have Santana climb over the throttle and arms rest and straddled her. Santana was such a sex goddess.
Santana wasted no time in grinding her hips over Brittany's groin. Her hands caressed her face as she admires every detail of Brittany's face.
"I dream about you at night. I have since that night. It was love at first sight for me." Her thumb traced Brittany's bottom lip. Her hips never stopping from moving. "I know we love each other but I want to ask you something I'd never thought I'd get to. Brittany Pierce, will you be my girlfriend?"
Brittany smiled at Santana's adorable actions. "My girlfriend is the only person that can pull off adorable while getting me incredibly hard at the same time."
The next thing she knew, Santana's lips crashed onto her own giving her a fierce kiss. Santana had successfully(without much effort because seriously this is Santana) gotten her hard as a rock and was pushing down the sweatpants that blocked access to what she craved and needed. She gripped the meaty pole and rubbed it between her very wet pussy lips.
"Holy fuck Santana. You're so wet."
Santana's hand rubbed her wetness over the length of her cock making sure she was well lubricated and aligned it with her entrance. Brittany watched as her mushroomed tip was swallowed by wet, warm heat. She moaned but didn't dare close her eyes. Santana's head was thrown back as she let out a lengthy and throaty moan. She slides down inch by inch until all inches were in. Santana's wet pussy lips moistened her testicles.
"Oh, Santana." She groaned
"Feels so damn good to have you in me, baby."
—
She feels so full. She feels complete as Brittany's thick, veiny cock reaches the places so deep, deep in her once again.
Brittany kisses Santana. She loved this girl so much. This beautiful angel of hers walked back into her life. This beautiful goddess gave her another little angel of her own. Her animalistic side wants to impregnate the brunette lover again but she knows right now isn't the time. She's oh so thankful Santana's on the pill.
Santana's hips began to create figure eights. Brittany's hands massaged Santana's breast. She took turns sucking, licking, and lightly biting each nipple. Her hard nipples poke her tongue. She loves Santana's boobs. They are perfect.
Santana moved her girlfriend's hands and placed them on her hips. She kissed her slowly and passionately. When breathing became an issue she pulled away and rested her forehead on Brittany's looking into the pair of blue eyes she's missed.
"Do you know that you're the only person who I've ever slept with?" She whispered out with her husky, smokey voice.
"No."
"You are. This pussy-" she says as she grinds slow but hard. "Iiiiiiiis all your baby."
Brittany lets out a grunt. She likes the sound of that a lot.
"Do you know why?" She's breathless and moaning. The feeling makes it hard to formulate proper sentences but she needs Brittany to know.
"Because we love each other," Brittany said whispers our sweetly. She feels like she's got the best drug in her system.
Santana chuckled lightly. "Cute and true buuuut that's not why." She uses her knees to lift herself until on the tip is inside of her before her thick cock is once again in her pussy. "Because you fuck me sssssso good." She repeats the action several times.
"Fuck me." Brittany whimpered with her eyes closed. No one else could make her whimper. She'd never begged. She was always dominating. She was different from Santana. She liked submitting herself to Santana. The animal deep within her had a willingness to submit to her mistress. "Santana" she moans out hotly.
Santana can hear how desperate Brittany is for her. She was in charge right now and she loved it. Her lover was aching for release. "What was that babe?" She said with her bossy, dominating attitude. It drove Brittany mad just like all those years ago.
"Ride my big cock." She croaked out. Santana was loving this way too much. She will forever feel the most confident she's ever felt with Brittany.
"Mhm what was that? I still didn't get it." She teased her hips continued moving in figure eights. She reaches down to the side of the seat to recline it. The movement causes her body to sink deeper into the blonde. she shivered at the feeling the movement caused in her.
—
"Ride my fucking cock Santana," She said beginning to move Santana's hips up and down on her cock. Santana took both Brittany's hands, intertwined their hands, and forces Brittany to lay down and take it. To let the Latina dominate her. To let her have her way with her. Their hands were on either side of Brittany headrest intertwined. "fuck me, baby. fuck me" she says weakly as she looks into Santana's brown eyes.
Santana kissed her hard before using her knees to thrust. Up. Down. Grinding forward. Grinding backward. Making figures eights and repeating her actions again and again. Her perky full breast bounced as the car moved.
"Who does this cock belong to?" Santana moaned out.
"You"
"Louder"
"You," she said louder.
"Louder baby or I'll stop."
—
"YOU!" she says loudly. "Santana fuuuuck baby," the blonde says as she helped Santana thrust faster. "Please don't stop, San. Ugh oh my god, you feel so good."
"Mmm yeah."
"Fuck. I'm gonna- ugh" Brittany moans loudly in surprise as she came hard shooting her load up into Santana's pussy. She hadn't expected to cum so soon but she's all too aware that Santana hadn't orgasmed yet, she put her hand on Santana's clit and rubbed furiously as Santana still rode her cock.
"Shit baby..." she stopped thrusting and moved her hips in a circular motion. She went harder and harder as Brittany's hard cock seemed to rub her g-spot better this way. "I'm gonna cum." Her hips ground harder and harder until she squirted.
The blonde came for a second time because of Santana riding her cock hard and because she squirted for a second time that day.
Brittany held onto Santana while her breathe normalized. She shimmied her sweatpants up. She kissed Santana before lovingly helping her move to the passenger side once again and covering her naked body with her blazer and holding her hand.
"We'll go to my house and shower and then to pick up Becca from Quinn's. I trust her. I do but I don't want her parents to suspect anything."
Santana agreed. They kissed and Brittany began to drive. Brittany and Santana held hands the whole way to Brittany's house. Her iPod connected to her car playing songs that seem to fit them perfectly. Everything feels so damn good right now. Neither girl can believe how lucky they were to have found each other not once, but twice.
Brittany is nervous. The good kind of nervous. The kind that makes her want to dance just so she can take the extra energy out. She is so happy. So happy she could die right now and be okay with it. Only, she doesn't want to die. Not yet. She still has so much to live for and now she has her soulmate and a new love of her life.
Santana is feeling a bit more anxious. She's so happy to have Brittany back but she's nervous about how Becca will react. She wishes she would have reached out to Brittany sooner but that was not an option. There was so much at risk with their age difference. Even now, they were still taking a risk with her being a student and Brittany being a teacher but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help herself then and she couldn't now. Becca is her baby. She puts her first now. If things don't go well, If Becca doesn't accept Brittany, her world will shatter.
Brittany squeezes Santana's hand. It gives her the hope she needs.
Brittany pulled up to a decent mansion. It was as big some of the biggest mansions in Lima but it certainly wasn't one of the smallest.
"Okay I know I'm just a teenager but I'm pretty sure being a substitute teacher doesn't pay that much."
Brittany powered off the car's engine and smiled at Santana.
"The pay is decent but your right. You remember what I studied at school?"
Santana nodded. "You were a math major at MIT my beautiful mathematical genius."
Brittany shyly smiled. Santana being proud of her and her accomplishments made her pride soar a tenfold.
"Yeah. Well, since college I've solved quite a few math problems and introduced new math formulas. I'm also responsible for what mathematicians have dubbed "The Brittany Code." The world of math pays well babe."
"I'm so proud of you," Santana said giving her a sweet kiss. She put on and buttoned Brittany's blazer. "Are you going to give me a tour?"
Brittany smiled before exiting the door and opening the door for her lady love. They left the bags in the trunk and made their way into Brittany's home. Santana was beyond impressed. The house was very big and spacious and she could see why Brittany chose to purchase the home.
"You have a very nice home Britt," Santana commented as she followed Brittany into her room and say in the king-size bed waiting for Brittany picked out something to wear. She checked her phone and quickly sent out a text to her best friend telling her they'd be on their way soon.
"Thank you." She responded taking the moment to look out of her walk-in closet and face Santana before turning again to look for any outfit. She was excited and nervous to meet her baby girl.
She decided to go casual yet comfort opting for some aqua blue shorts, a white shirt, and a jean jacket. She'd finish the outfit with some white vans and a brown leather belt.
"Do you think this would look okay?" She asked nervously as she came out of the walk-in closet and set her outfit on the bed. "I don't want Becca to feel intimidated by me looking overdressed with something else."
Santana smiled warmly. "You've got nothing to worry about and this outfit is the perfect baby."
Brittany visibly relaxed. She sat next to Santana and rested her hands on the smaller girl's shoulder. "I'm scared Becca won't like me or that she'll be angry for not being around."
Santana laced their fingers together and rested them in her lap. "Honey," she says waiting for Brittany to look at her. "She knows that I'm gay and that she has another mommy. I've told her about you and she asks about you."
"How have you explained my absence?"
"I told her you're working hard but that you love her." Santana again feels guilty for not having called Brittany when she should have. "I'm sorry for not-" she was cut off with a soft kiss.
"Shhh. The past doesn't matter. We're here. I'm here now." She kissed Santana lips once more before standing up and pulling Santana along. "Let's shower because I so want to meet her." She said leading them into her master bathroom.
—
They both stripped down and got into the spacious shower. They wanted to shower faster. While one was washing her hair, the other was washing her body. They exchanged soft kisses whenever the opportunity arose.
Santana was washing her backside with her back turned to Brittany when she felt a slap on her ass. She let out a squeak in surprise.
"Hey now." she turned around and through the loofah at Brittany. "Don't start something you won't finish."
Brittany grabs Santana's hips and brings their bodies to close. Her hands move to Santana's ass and she kneads it. She gives her a passionate kiss letting her tongue taste the sweetness of her mouth. Pulling Santana's bottom lip with her teeth before letting it go she adds. "Who says I can't?"
—
Santana could feel Brittany dick hardening against her and she loved it. She loved just how easily Brittany got hard for her. It was like magic. Just a minute ago her dick was flaccid and resting on its balls and now it was hardening to its full length.
She watches as Brittany grabs a silicone lube container from her shower rack and squirts a generous among on her hands. Her lined up hands grip her cock and she squeezes it moaning at the contact. She thrust her cock up and down but Santana removes her hand and replaces it with one of her own. Her hands helped work Brittany's cock until it's at its tallest length. Santana's hand couldn't even grip the entire girth. She turned around, placed her hands on the tile for support, and stuck her butt out. She turned her head around and teased Brittany. "Well come on then Miss. Pierce." Her voice thick and husky. Taunting her. Inviting her. "We wouldn't want the entire school to know you're fucking one of your students in the girl's locker room now would we." She shot Brittany a wink when she noticed how hard she swallowed. Brittany's been jerking off to her and she was okay with that because she's done the same. She gyrated her hips.
—
Brittany closed her jaw shut and made her way over the tan woman. Her hips were flush with Santana's ass. Her hands reached towards Santana's breast where she pinched the nipples until they were erect and then kneaded her breast. She grabbed her fully erect cock and placed it on Santana's ass before she grounded into her. Her long, hard cock rested between both of Santana's ass cheeks with her penis's mushroomed head hitting Santana's dimpled lower back every time.
Santana felt her lover's length along her backside and bit her lower lip. Brittany knew how to turn her on so bad.
"Your ass is so thick baby," Brittany said slapping her ass. The loud smack echoed through the shower stall. Santana moaned out. She turned Santana's head and kissed her. Santana's hands reached behind her and pulled Brittany by her neck to deepen their kiss. "Do you trust me?" Brittany asked between kisses.
"With my life." She responded breathlessly as she pulled away.
—
Brittany wanted to try anal with Santana but she knew that Santana probably wasn't ready for it. Plus, she didn't want to overwhelm the younger girl who's never tried it. She also didn't want to rush the process of preparing Santana for anal because she wasn't a small size and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt the love of her life. She gave Santana another long, soft kiss before she aligned her cock and slowly entered Santana's pussy from behind. She loved how Santana curved her back and stuck her ass out more. Moaning and humming until her balls were touching Santana's ass. Her hand lifted again and slapped Santana's ass before she started thrusting in and out slowly. Santana yelped.
"Do you really think you can get away with daydreaming about having sex with me when you zone out in my class young lady?" She said. Brittany's breathing was hard.
"Ugh fuck Miss. Pierce." Santana could feel Brittany all over her. This position felt amazing. Better than her dreams. She could feel Brittany in her pussy but also along her ass. She screamed as Brittany's hand slapped her ass once more.
—
"Answer me!" She grunted out as she slapped her ass again. She moaned at the feel of Santana's ass cheeks clenching momentarily over her cock.
"No, Miss. Pierce." She notices how her love thrusts harder into her when calling her Miss. Pierce. "Fuck this feels so good, Miss. Pierce." She said in her raspy. smokey voice. Her hard breathing only making her sound that much sexier. She moans louder when her lover thrust harder into her.
"You're a naughty girl who thinks naughty thoughts aren't you, Santana?" Brittany said slapping her other butt cheek. Santana lets out another moan.
"Yes, Miss. Pierce ugh fuck" she let out. "I'm a very naughty girl who thinks dirty thought about you all the-" she yelps again feeling another slap on her ass. "Harder baby. Mmm soo good." She sticks her butt out to meet Brittany's hard thrust. "I have naughty thoughts about you all the time. I-I shiiiit I have a toy that I use to get off with."
Brittany bit into her shoulder upon hearing this.
"OHH MISS. PIERCE!" The Latina grunted out in pain. Brittany made her hurt so good. "So fucking good" she whispered out.
Brittany kisses her shoulder. Her dominant hand finds her way to Santana's clit where she begins to rub.
"Tell me what you think about you naughty girl." She uses her free hand to slap her ass again.
—
"Faster baby. Fuck me faster" she mutters breaking their role play for a moment. "I love you." She adds reaching behind for Brittany's head and pulling her into a kiss. Due to their position, their kiss is a little sloppy.
Brittany places a kiss on Santana's shoulder again. "I love you, too," Brittany says sweetly before returning to their role play. "Now, tell me what you think about."
"I-I think about fucking you, Miss. Pierce. I ugh fuck I-I I think about hiding under your desk and giving you a blow job in the middle of class." She shuts her eyes. Brittany is moaning and grunting as she thrust rapidly into her and harder than before. She loves it when Brittany loses control. "I think about you taking me from behind. Just like this or fucking me in the ass." She moans as Brittany thrust all the way in hard before grinding her hips in a circular motion as the fingers in her clit move in a circular motion as well. "I think about you eating me out. Ugh! I'm so close. Fuck my pussy. OH FUCK YESS!"
Brittany pounds hard and fast into Santana's tight pussy as she continues to rub furiously on Santana's clit.
"FUCK ME MISS. PIERCE. FUCK THIS PUSSY. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. FUCK ME!"
"Don't stop shouting baby. Don't stop begging me to fuck you." She said kissing Santana's lips hungrily. Her balls are making that slapping sound. Her pussy soaking so much she can hear it. They're both panting.
"FUCK ME SO GOOOOD WITH YOUR THICK COCK BAABY OOOH SHIIT." Her nails dig into Brittany's neck. "DON'T STOP. DON'T STOOOP OOOH YEAH."
"I'm so close, San." She says before kissing Santana's shoulder tenderly.
"Me too. God me too."
"SHIT SAN!"
Brittany's muscles burn and her arm feels like it's cramping as she continues to rub Santana's clit but she doesn't stop. She can't even if she wanted to. She thrust hard and fast a few more times before both of them come at the same time screaming each other's name.
"SANTANA!" Brittany let's out as she thrust in deep and emoting her load into Santana.
"BRITTANY!" Santana screams as she comes hard.
Brittany's thrust and touches gradually slow down. Brittany and Santana exchange sloppy, slow kisses as their bodies come down from their high.
—
Brittany pulls out making Santana moan at the emptiness but turns her around and closes the gap between them. She puts her arms around Santana's waist and pulls her close. Santana's arms naturally find their way around Brittany's shoulder and they kiss slowly under the water allowing the water to rinse them off. After a few moments, Brittany grabs the loofah, soaps it up, and continues by washing Santana's body before her own. Santana let's her loving how careful Brittany is with her.
When she's rinsed of anew and both of them are washed, Brittany turns off the water and retrieve a towel. She opens her arms inviting Santana in. Santana hugs Brittany under the towel and they both make their way of the bathroom getting an extra towel.
After drying off, they get ready. Brittany changed into the outfit she picked out and Santana borrows some of Brittany's clothes.
"God baby. Your closet is like a fashion institution." Santana calls out from Brittany's walk-in closet. "Your clothes are a little bigger but I'm sure I can wear some of these. YES! Your shoes fit me!"
Brittany smiles at how adorable Santana is. "Hurry up babe it's already 7:50"
Ten minutes later, Santana stepped out looking gorgeous as ever. She had borrowed one of Brittany's grey yoga pants and a black t-shirt. Her hair was put up in a messy bun.
"Wow," Brittany said checking her out. "You look beautiful."
Santana blushed and pecked her lips. "You too."
Brittany intertwined their fingers and guided them out of the room and house. Brittany made sure to wipe down her seats from their earlier activities. Their hands quickly found their way to each other's again once they got into the car.
—
Later, Brittany pulled up to Quinn's house where Santana had mentioned she had lived for the past 3 years and 7 months. Brittany turned off the engine but didn't open the door. She needed some moments to calm her nerve but more importantly her heart. She would be meeting Rebecca, her and Santana's daughter, in just a few minutes since Quinn's parents weren't home.
"Ready?" Santana asked moments later. "I texted Quinn awhile ago and she's been expecting us."
Brittany glanced at the clock that now read 8:20. It was getting late and she didn't want her baby girl to fall asleep. "Yeah, I'm ready."
They made their way out of the car and to the front door hand in hand. Santana let Brittany take a deep breath and kissed her before open ending the door.
"I'm home," Santana yelled out and letting go of Brittany's hand to set their bags on the couch. Brittany followed closely behind Santana.
There was a high pitched squeal and a bunch of giggles before small footsteps could be heard running down some stairs into the living room where the front door was located. Brittany's heart stopped as a little light light tanned skinned toddler. Her hair was a honey brown color. She had pouty lips, vivid blue eyes, and a small nose. The little girl was wearing a white shirt, a small-faded-jean jacket with the sleeves folded to her elbows, a dark-blue-floral skirt, tan Saltwater sandals, and a messy bun came running into Santana's legs that she hugged tightly.
"MAMÍ!" The little girl squealed out in pure delight at seeing her mother.
Santana picked Rebecca up and hugged her tightly before resting the girl on her hip. "Give me a besito." Santana said before she turned her cheek. The little toddler kissed her mom and turned her cheek so Santana could kiss it.
"I miss you."
"I missed you too, amorcito."
Brittany's heart throbbed. This little girl was hers. She created this beautiful little person with Santana. She blinked hard to fight the tears and but her lip but it was no use. Some tears fall from her eyes as she smiled at the interaction between her daughter and Santana. She listened as the little toddler told her mom that her Tía Quinn was in her bedroom. The little toddler turned to look at Brittany and pouted.
"Mamí...your pwetty friend is crying." She heard Becca say.
"You should hug her as I hug you when you're sad."
—
Santana smiled. Her little girl was always so sympathetic. She knew it was best if she told her daughter now who her pretty friend was. She stuck out her hand behind her back where Brittany had been standing and once Brittany grabbed it, motioned for her to stand next to her so that Becca could see her face to face.
She whispered in Becca's ear behind her hand as if she was telling her the best secret. Becca smiled and nodded.
—
Brittany didn't know what was whispered but the next thing she knew was that Rebecca was reaching her arms out asking for Brittany to hold her. Brittany hugged the little girl as tightly as she could without squeezing too hard. The little girl hugged her just as hard. It lasted for a few moments before the little girl wanted to pull apart. Her heart skipped a beat when the little toddler wiped her tears and asked her to please close her eyes. As soon as she did she felt little butterfly kisses on her eyes lids. A little voice whispered for her to stop crying. She nodded and opened her eyes. Her heart skipped another beat when two little hands touched her cheeks and a small forehead rested on her own.
"You have blue eyes like me." She said in a whisper voice.
"Yeah." She said whispering back.
The little girl smiles at Brittany and Brittany has no choice but to smile back. Santana's own heart grew in size at the interaction she just witnessed between her baby girl and her other mother. Her smile matching theirs. They both turned to look at Santana when she spoke.
"Amorcito, Brittany and I need to tell you something. You know how you have two mommies right?" The little girl nodded at this saying that she knows both her mommies love her very much and that she hasn't met her other mommy because she was always working. "Becca, Brittany's your other mommy."
They waited for a reaction from the little toddler who was looking at Brittany as if she was looking at her in a new light.
"You're my mommy?" The toddler shyly asked looking at Brittany in her matching blue eyes.
"I'm your mommy Becca."