Santana will def dominate Brittany in that way, guest reviewer but much later:) I have been hinting at it though.
Guest Reviewer who requested a Transition story, please PM me. I want to do it bit would like to speak with you as i do not know of these first hand.
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Family dates are something she cherishes. The beautiful smile on her daughter's face as she gets ready for their date will be something she remembers forever. She can see so much of herself in her daughter. Something she finds all too interesting since she had not been there since she was born. There are some mannerisms that Becca has that she got from her like the way Becca puts on her right shoe on before her left one and the way Becca walks. She chuckles when Becca's face distorts when she looks at her outfit in the mirror before she shakes her head. That is another mannerism she got from her.
"Change your mind?" She questions as she finishes curling her long eyelash extensions.
"These shoes don't go with my outfit," Becca says with a pout.
"Want my advice?" Brittany offers
Her smile grows when Becca's head bounces up and down in excitement.
"I think you should wear your fluffy, creamy colored sweater. It would complement the brown booths you have."
Becca's head tilts to the side as she thinks.
Brittany's lips curve into another smile at yet another of her mannerisms. Her eyes follow her daughter as she walks off to the room that Santana walks exits. She runs ser eyes slowly up and down Santana's figure. The Latina she loves so much is wearing tight leather pants, a lovely white dress-up shirt, and a leather jacket. Her heels make her look taller.
"Damn baby" She gets up to walk over to her and takes Santana's hand and turns the Latina around to look at her over.
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Santana chuckles at Brittany's playfulness. This woman has a way of making her feel so damn sexy and confident about herself. She bites her lip teasingly.
"You like it?" She asks when wrapping her arms around her shoulders and pulling Brittany close.
"Do I like it? Baby, you look hot."
"Me? What about you? You look smoking hot in that cami dress and a jean jacket. And your hair," She says, pulling on one of her curls. "You know I love it when its curled. You look so sexy."
Their attention turns to Becca, who exclaimed that the idea her mommy gave her was brilliant.
"That will mean that we are ready to go," Brittany says, pecking her on the nose before she grabs Becca's hands and waiting at the door.
She turns around and walks to the door where Brittany and Becca are already waiting with her purse.
"Let's go."
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It is times like these where she realizes how fortunate she is. They aren't even at the most extravagant place, and yet she is having the best time in the world. Her beautiful daughter and girlfriend are making faces at each other as they eat their food, and they look so fucking adorable.
"I love you both so much," she says with full adoration.
"We love you too, mama," Becca replies `before slurping a spaghetti noodle.
Brittany grabs her right hand with her left, which makes her look at her. Their eyes lock as
"I do love you," Brittany says as she guides her hand closer to her lips and places a tender kiss on it.
There are no traces of doubt in Brittany's eyes. She swallows at the intense look that Brittany is giving her. There is so much love, respect, and acceptance. She bites her lips, wanting to wait until after dinner to kiss her, but she can't help it. She places her fork down and beings her free hand to palm Brittany's face. She runs her thumb along the pink lips she loves so much before she leans in and kisses her softly.
"I love you, too," She whispers onto her lips before she pulls away.
Santana pulls away and looks at Becca is coloring happily on her kid's menu activity sheet.
She is so lucky.
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They spent the rest of the night exchanging stories. Some of Brittany, some of Becca, and some of herself. She looks down at her plate, shaking her head in embarrassment when Becca tells her mommy about the time she sneezed so hard snot came out of her nose.
"You promised you wouldn't tell anyone my secret?" Santana chided.
"Yeah, mommy isn't just anyone." Becca justified.
"She speaks the truth," Brittany adds
"Hey, you are supposed to be on my side, Babe!" She says in fake shock.
"Nope. I have an alliance with Becca."
Santana exaggerates with a gasp when Becca sticks her tongue out at her playfully.
Sometime later, the waitress comes over with their check. Before they get up and pay, they ask for the waitress to take a picture of the three of them, and she does. After they take the photo, she comments on the beautiful family they were.
¨Thank you.¨ she responds with a proud smile.
Soon the family is ready to go home. They decided to walk to the hotel room because she didn't want the night to be over yet. She knows their days together are numbered, and Brittany and Becca will be returning to Lima. She wanted to spend as much time as she can with her family, even if it meant walking a somewhat long distance. Santana knows she will miss it when she isn't able to do it whenever she wants to.
The walk was long enough for Becca to complain about her feet hurting halfway to the hotel room, and Brittany carried her with ease. The younger girl was fast asleep, the closer they got to the hotel. Santana will never tire of seeing Brittany´s maternal side. It was one of the most beautiful things her eyes will ever see.
She reaches and intertwines their fingers together as they walk in silence.
Santana's concentration breaks when she hears a man whistle at her. She rolled her eyes, but he followed behind her and Brittany.
Oh come on ma, I know you can hear me.¨ he says obnoxiously. Át least, let me get your number."
Santana is about to turn around and tell him off, but Brittany beats her to it.
"That's going to be a no."
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"Ain't nobody asking you, lady." He tells her. "So, what's it gonna be, ma, you gonna give me your digits?"
Brittany raises her eyebrows in shock at the man's rude behavior. She looks over to the Latina, who is shaking her head, looking back at her.
"Like my hot girlfriend just said, that's going to be a no. Besides, you are not my type."
Brittany is about to add to that, but Santana grabs her hand and turns them around and pulls her along so they can walk away. Brittany rolls her eyes when the man doesn't relent.
"She can't give you the good fucking as a man can. You're missing out."
She turns her head back, but Santana turns her head forward with her hand forcing her to bite her tongue even though she wants nothing more than to tell this man how things really are. They ignore him as he calls out to them.
"What a tool," Brittany says under her breath.
"Don't let him get to you, Babe. You know I am all yours."
She smiles at this because she knows with all her heart and soul that it is the truth. Santana is hers, and she is Santana's.
"Score!" she cheers before she brings Santana's hand to her mouth and kisses it.
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When they reach the hotel room, Santana opens the door with the key card. They enter the room quietly. She preps the bed while Brittany changes Becca into her pajamas. Brittany comes out of the bathroom with Becca asleep once again. She lays her on the couch bed, and she loosens her hair that had been tied up in a bun. They take turns placing a kiss on their daughter's face before retiring to their room.
As she removes her leather jacket and begins to undress, her eyes watch Brittany closely. A smirk makes its way onto her face. The blonde woman has no idea Santana is watching her. Her eyes follow the edge of the dress as it rises higher and higher, showing more of the endless legs, her full, large ass, and sexy back. She swallows as the familiar craving builds inside her when Brittany removes the dress entirely, leaving her standing there in only her special lacey underwear.
Quietly and stealthily, she walks behind the blonde woman until her arms wrap around her waist as her lips land on the pale skin of Brittany's shoulder.
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Brittany gasps before her eyes closed, and her hands rested on Santana's. Santana still had her heals on unlike her, which gave the slightly shorter girl a height advantage. Brittany moans as she tilts her head to the side to provide Santana with more access.
"You're so damn sexy, Babe," Santana says between the kisses she places along her neck.
Santana hand grabs her chin and pulls her into a kiss while the other gropes her ass. Brittany, needing more of her kisses, turns around, trying her best not to break the kiss. She smirks into the kiss when Santana begins to pull her underwear down. Her cock springs out of her lingerie and hits her stomach with a loud smack as Santana works to remove her underwear, making the girl break away to remove the underwear entirely.
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Santana bites her lip at the sight of Brittany's hardening cock. Her eyes slowly move up her tight abdomen to her small but perfect breasts, and her face once more.
Brown eyes meet blues. They can see the intense feeling that reflects in her eyes. Her eyes never leave the deep blues as Brittany's hands come up to her white shirt. A long pale finger traces the curve of her right breast and down to her abdomen, causing her body to shiver and get goosebumps. She licks her lips when Brittany's fingers reach the button of her pants. Her eyes follow the blonde as she gets closer and lowers herself on her knees.
For a second, she can see that Brittany is fully erect before her eyes closed as the older woman begins to place tender kisses all over her abdomen.
She pulls down her jeans, kissing the skin above her underwear. Once the jeans are down to her ankles, Brittany lifts each one of her legs, removes her heels, and then guides her foot out of the jeans. The blonde gets close to her right leg and kisses her way up until Santana can feel her mouth kissing her wet center over her underwear.
Her hands tangle in Brittany's hair. Brittany's mouth leaves her, and she opens her eyes and looks down to see Brittany using her teeth to pull her underwear down. God, it's such a beautiful sight to behold. As much as she likes it, she misses her lips.
"Come up here, Babe," She tells her
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Brittany has no choice but to listen to the brunette she loves so much. She brings her hands to Santana's face and caresses her. Santana is so beautiful and perfect. She still can't believe this girl is hers. Hers. Hers and nobody else's.
"You're mine," she tells her in wonderment, promise, and disbelief all in one.
"Solo tuya, only yours, Babe." Santana confirms, pulling her closer by the waist.
Her smile grows, and she brings their lips closer. Her tongue begs for entrance, which is instantly granted — both moan when their tongues meet. The sound makes her hard cock twitch against Santana's front.
"I love it when it does that," Santana comments onto her lips before crashing their lips together anew.
Brittany needs her so fucking bad. She begins to guide their bodies to the bed, but Santana pulls away.
"Cameras, I need to set them up."
Brittany grabs her cock and groans as she moves her hand up and down her shaft to offer some relief.
"Hurry, Babe." She says as she sits on the edge of the bed, watching her girlfriend as she watched her set up.
Brittany is amazed at her girlfriend's persistence to keep up with the whole sex tape idea she came up with. Her eyes lock with Santana's who is looking at up from the last camera she just placed on a tripod. There's an extra sway in Santana's hips as she walks to her. She looks at Santana's entire body over before the younger woman is standing in front of her at the edge of her feet. Her cock twitches with excitement. This causes Santana eyes to leave hers only to fall on her hard cock.
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Santana licks her lips. Her mouth waters at the sight and she wants to take Brittany into her mouth, but she wants to feel Brittany deep inside her soaking, wet pussy so much more. She reaches down to grab Brittany's cock causing the blonde to moan. She runs her thumb over the wet tip and spreads the pre-cum around it before she moves her hand down the shaft. She moves her hand up and down, loving the feel of it in her hands.
She lets go of her hard cock when Brittany grabs her waist and pulls her onto the bed. Her hands wrap around her shoulders as she uses Brittany's body to help her straddle the blonde. She never breaks her gaze from Brittany's eyes as she lowers her wet pussy onto Brittany's hard erection and begins to grind it. The sensation causes her to close her eyes and moan.
Brittany's hold on her waist tightens.
Their lips meet in a slow and passionate kiss. She can feel Brittany's erect nipples on her body, making her hornier. They pull away, breathing harder.
"You're so wet," Brittany husks.
The wetness of her lips lets her feel the hot air from her words. She wants Brittany so bad that her pussy hurts with ache.
"Please, baby," She begs.
Santana no longer wants to wait. She lifts her hips and reaches down and grabs Brittany's hard cock and stands it upright, aligns it with her pussy. Brittany's hand replaces hers. She uses her free hand to pull Brittany into a languid kiss then wraps her arm around her shoulders anew.
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Brittany rubs her mushroom head along Santana's wet lips spreading her profound wetness even more. She younger girl moans into her mouth but doesn't break the slow kiss. Instead, their kisses pick up in pace, becoming hungrier, desperate, and sloppier by each passing second. With her other arm, she helps Santana lower herself onto her cock.
Santana pulls away but keeps her mouth close to hers as she moans. Their eyes lock as Santana sinks onto her cock little by little. The air leaving Santana's mouth tickles her skin. Her breathing thickens as her chest heaves. Santana's pussy is so warm, wet, and tight. So tight that her cock is being suffocated in the best way possible. Santana's pussy swallows more and more until she full to the brink. They both close their eyes. She hears Santana moan as her pussy stretches to accommodate her large size. When her body is relaxed again, she sighs in satisfaction.
Without opening her eyes, she whispers words of affection to Santana. She is so wrapped up in everything that they are, their love, and the passion between them. She never wants to be with anyone else. Santana is an open book that she wants to read again and again. She loves her with everything she is.
Santana begins to move her hips in a circular motion moaning, whimpering and grunting as she did so.
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Brittany feels so good inside of her. She signs when Brittany hugs her and buddies her head between her breast placing tender kisses on her chest and whispers nothings into her chest. Her hands go to her head, and her fingers tangle in blonde locks as she keeps her head in place.
Each kiss feels like little butterflies in her skin. The words the blonde mutters between kisses make her feel so special, valued, loved, and appreciated.
She takes her hand and forces Brittany to look at her and then kisses her tenderly on her lips. With her kisses, she hopes to portray how much she loves this woman beneath her. She hopes the blonde knows that she belongs to her and no one else. She lips trail up her forehead as Brittany's lips trail down her neck. She shuttered when Brittany's teeth grazed her skin before some of her skin is bitten. She gasps and grinds her hips harder at the sensation.
Brittany knows her neck is her sensitive spot. It drives her absolutely crazy when the blonde sucks, kisses, and bites her neck. Her movements are hard and slow. She loves how Brittany exhales sharply when she moves her hips roughly. Her mouth leaves Brittany ultimately when the blonde's mouth moves to read the skin around her hard nipples.
She moans loud when the blonde wraps her lips around her nipple before sucking them.
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Santana's nipple hardens with the twirling of her tongue poking her. She hums in response before pulling over and blowing on her already erect nipples. Goosebumps develop on her skin, and she smirks before she moves to the other nipple.
Her hand came up to grope her breast and massaged it before taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking it roughly. The action makes Santana pick up the rhythm of her hips.
"Ugh, fuck," she hears Santana mutter above her.
Brittany's mouth leaves her nipples as she presses into her chest again. Her hands grab at her waist to help her movements.
Their rhythm speeds. Their moans and gasps become more frequent.
"San," Brittany moans out
She moves up to meet to thrust into Santana. Thrusting in and out a few times and letting Santana grind into her. Again and again. Closer and closer she gets to cumming until the movements become sloppy.
"I'm gonna cum," she moans out
She can already feel her muscles and balls tightening with each passing second. To get Santana closer to her orgasm, her hand reaches down to her clit, and she begins to rub the wet swollen nub with her thumb.
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Santana licks her lips in anticipation. The air is hot, thick, and laced with the smell of sex. Their bodies are wet with sweat. They continue to move their bodies together.
"Babe," Santana mumbles out "I am close,"
Brittany twitches inside her. She knows the blonde is not going to last any longer. Putting her urges aside, she moves her hips harder and faster.
"So fucking good,"
She keeps her movements and the pace up. Brittany's thumb continues to rub her. She gasps when Brittany's fingers claw into her back.
"S-San," Brittany grunts out as she cums inside her.
Santana moans when she feels Brittany's warm cum shoot inside her and continues to grind into her to reach her climax. Her breast has a slight bounce as she moves faster and harder, nearing her orgasms and letting Brittany ride her out. Her moans get louder and louder as Brittany's hand moves more quickly and harder on her clit. Her abdomen tightens, her movements still, and her head tilts back with a gasp before letting out a long, loud moan in satisfaction.
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Brittany feels Santana tighten around her before she comes. She closes her eyes at the tightness, engulfing her cock as Santana's pussy milks her until it is empty.
Relaxed and satisfied, they rest their forehead on each other. Santana and Brittany hold each other coming down from their high. Their breathing eventually steadies. They open their eyes and smile at each other. Moments later, their lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss.
Brittany helps Santana lift herself off of her. They both sigh when their most intimate areas are separated. Brittany lays back and uses her feet to move up onto the bed. Santana crawls next to her until their heads each the pillow. They lay on their sides and stare at each other.