Rachel was finishing making her bed. The shower had really helped her calm down. The hot water helped her come to her senses. Yes she had lost her virginity to Quinn without thinking twice. But Quinn wanted to be her friend possibly more. School was going to be difficult, but that was nothing new for her. Zises was off on suspension so the diva wouldn't have to face her for a few days at least and Santana had put the fear of god into everyone else who had been there for the unfortunate incident. Furthermore the Latina had made it clear that she would be happy to go all Lima Heights Adjacent on anyone planning on bringing it up.
Once she had sorted out her thoughts the diva had felt much better and she began to enjoy being back in the shower. In fact the shower felt amazing. Rachel was no longer surprised that she felt the need to touch herself yet again. She was having a hard time remembering why she hadn't been so against doing it in the first place. The diva loaded up her wash cloth with pomegranate shower gel and began to lather her body. She washed her breasts, kneading the soft flesh with her palms and pinching her nipples though the wash cloth. She made a note to herself that she had neglected the perky mounds during her encounters with Quinn and she would have to rectify that the next time. Rachel moved the washcloth down her body towards her semi-hard member. She grabbed herself through the material and began to stroke herself. The sensation of wet soapy cloth combined with the hot water of the shower felt incredible and it quickly bought the brunette to full attention.
Rachel thought about Quinn in the shower... with Santana... and Brittany. It was after cheerio's practice the unholy trinity where in the locker room showering together. Standing next to each other in a row with Brittany in the middle. Quinn is trying to hide the fact that she keeps stealing glances at her naked team mates. She knows she shouldn't be looking at him but she can't help it. Santana is making no effort to hide the fact that she can't take her eyes off the two wet naked blondes. Brittany is just loving all the attention.
Rachel liked where this fantasy was going so she slowed her pace hoping to make this one last longer than the previous one. Brittany getting bored waiting for Quinn to make a move takes control and pulls the smaller blonde into a tight embrace. Brittany kisses Quinn while Santana moves around and hugs Quinn from behind and begins kissing her neck. The Latina moves one hand down between Quinn's legs and starts stroking her pussy. Quinn lets out a gasp breaking her kiss with Brittany. The taller blonde gets down on her knee's before Quinn who is moaning because the feeling of Santana's fingers gliding between her folds. Brittany moves her head forward and starts lapping at Quinn's pussy while Santana slips two fingers into her tight hole slowly thrusting them in and out. Quinn is crying out in pleasure, she knows what she's doing is wrong but she feels herself getting closer and closer. Rachel pumped herself harder and harder. Quinn lets out one final cry as she goes over the edge she sprays Brittany's face with her cum and Santana whispers in the blonde's ear.
"You're such a naughty girl Quinn"
Rachel let go of her load, watching the white ropes of cum wash away she felt empty at last. She took a minute or two to wake herself up a bit then got out of the shower. After drying herself off and getting dressed the brunette was relieved that she was finally able to focus on something other than her own pleasure. She finished stripping her bed and put her sheets in the wash, then she washed the breakfast dishes and then finished her homework. By the time she was done with her homework her sheets where done in the dryer she set about making her bed, she was just about done when her phone rang.
When Santana got home from dropping off Quinn the first thing she did was go to her room and flop down on her bed. She'd had a fucking weird ass day that was for sure. Now she was home she couldn't help but feel angry and annoyed at how alone she felt. She had thought about calling Brittany but that only made her angrier because every time she thought of Brittany she thought of her stupid boyfriend. It was a little sad how few friends the Latina girl actually had. She knew it was her own fault she'd put more effort into being a bitch than anything else in her life. She was also annoyed at the whole Rachel/Quinn situation, actually she wasn't sure if she was annoyed or just jealous. Once again everyone else had somebody and she was on her fucking own. It didn't make sense to the Latina she knew she was one of the hottest bitches in the school, fuck just this afternoon she was convinced she had given Berry wood and Fabray a wettie. Santana knew a big part of why she was angry was that she hadn't gotten off in a while. Brittany had cut her off when she broke up with Artie which made no sense to the Latina. She suspected that Brittany had done it because Santana had lied to her about the whole cheating aspect of their hook ups while the blonde and robo-dork were together.
Since then the Latina hadn't had a warm body beneath her, or if she was being honest, on top of her. In public the Latina was always the one in charge of her relationship with the blonde but when they were in bed it was a different story entirely. The Latina loved nothing more than being completely dominated by the blonde. Santana had tried on many occasions to relieve her tension herself but she could never get herself to climax. She'd tried thinking of other girls while she touched herself and it would seem to work but then out of nowhere she would think about Brittany and the ache in her heart would win over the ache between her legs. She was getting desperate the Latina had even considered trying to seduce Quinn to try and help herself get over Brittany. However after the recent developments between Quinn and Berry, the Latina didn't think that, that would be happening anytime soon. In a huff Santana took off her new favourite pair of fuck me boots, tore off her dress climbed into her bed and lay there in anger until she fell asleep.
Quin paced back and forth across her room with her phone pressed against her ear. Half of her was praying that Rachel would answer the other half that she wouldn't.
"Hello, this is Rachel Berry speaking may I ask who is calling"
"Uh Rachel, its um Quinn"
"Oh hello Quinn, I realise that I must sound a little too formal but I don't have your number in my phone"
"Ohhhh that makes sense"
"So how was your afternoon with Santana?"
"It was fine I guess we got burgers and just hung out talked nothing special really"
"Sounds like fun"
"Yeah um I hope your not mad but I told her about what happened. Well I didn't really have to tell her much she has like a sixth sense for this kind of thing"
"How did she react?" the brunette was a little nervous, while the Latina had up until this point behaved with more compassion than the diva thought her capable of she wasn't sure how she would handle the diva boneing her best friend. After all Santana's jealousy and possessiveness was one of the things that made her so scary in the first place.
"She was actually very cool about it. I might have been freaking out a bit and she calmed me down. She's actually very sweet when she wants to be, actually she's the one that suggested I call you. I would have done it anyway but she dropped me home specifically so I could"
"What where you freaking out about? You haven't changed your mind about us have you?"
"No I haven't, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little confused by things but I think the more time we spend together the easier that will get. How about you any freak outs?"
"Yes, I kind of realised that I lost my virginity"
"Do you regret it?"
"No I think it was meant to be with you...that doesn't sound stupid does it?"
"No, not at all actually that makes sense...Santana said to me that I've probably had feelings for you for a long time I'm just too repressed to have realised them. She said that if we had gone to elementary school together I would have been pulling your pig-tails"
"I kind of prefer you pulling on other parts of me" The brunette slapped her hand over her mouth she couldn't believe what she had just said
"Yeah I think I liked that too" The tone in the blondes voice changed it was lower and huskier
"Sorry I didn't mean to say that it just came out"
"Rachel compared to the other things we've done together a little dirty talk is nothing...I still can't walk properly"
"Oh I'm sorry does it hurt?"
"It's not bad but I am a little sore...It was only my second time doing anything like that and I don't know if this is too much information but you're a lot bigger than Puck"
Rachel could feel her ego swell, she was slightly relieved that it this time it was just her ego doing the swelling.
"I'm bigger than Puck?"
"Yes and Finn too, also judging by the look on Kurt's face the other day your probably bigger than him actually it wouldn't surprise me if you were bigger than all the guys in glee"
"Is it weird that I'm kind of proud of that"
"Considering you've spent so much time trying to pretend you don't have a um..cock it is. Then again you're also the most competitive person I have ever met so no."
"I wonder if I'm bigger than Mr Schuester...I mean his constantly trying to sabotage my career would make sense...he has penis envy"
Quinn laughed down the phone, she should have been completely uncomfortable with the conversation but she wasn't and that made her happy.
"Yes he is subliminally threatened by your monster cock and therefore cannot bring himself to let you have every solo"
"It makes so much sense"
Quinn just chuckled in response
"Thank you Quinn"
"For what?"
"For being so accepting, I never thought I would find someone who wouldn't make me feel like a total freak let alone let me feel proud of myself"
"Rachel you are far from a freak...actually you might be god's gift to women. Last night was your first time and you made me cum. Don't laugh but that was the first time I ever had an orgasm, well with another person"
Rachel felt hot with the thought of Chastity club Quinn touching herself.
"Really? Wait you masturbate, I never would have picked it you're so wholesome."
"Wait Rachel are you telling me that you don't masturbate?"
"Well I didn't until today"
"Wait you jacked off today?"
"Twice actually...oh that reminds me I found your panties they got lost in the sheets"
"Wow Rach you're a stud. So what or who were you thinking about?"
Rachel felt guilty she couldn't tell Quinn that she had fantasised about the blonde with her two teammates
"Wait you go first, after all you have more experience"
It was Quinn's turn to feel embarrassed
"Okay but keep in mind I was too repressed to realise that I'm totally into you okay?"
"Okay no judgement"
"Um Santana and Brittany"
"Figures, I'm a little disappointed which is weird"
"I know its kind of predictable but I've seen them naked sooo many times. Also its not like their shy about showing their affection towards each other. The amount of times I've had to pretend not to notice Brittany with her hand up Santana's skirt on the bus going to cheerleading competitions and football games. They also had sex in my room with me in it at a sleepover. I saw them going at it in the locker room one time."
Rachel was hard again.
"Wow..."
"Yeah so can you blame me that they worked their way into a fantasy or two...so your turn...no judgment"
"Well I thought about you Quinn... but also Santana and later on Brittany...please don't be mad but Santana wasn't wearing any underwear and I saw up her dress when she came to pick you up today"
"I noticed that as well I'm not really sure what that was about"
"So you thought she was dressed a little sexier than usual"
"Yeah, I guess it worked she got you all hot and bothered"
"From the sounds of things Santana has been far more successful at getting you all worked up"
"I still can't believe that until today you never jacked off"
"To be honest neither can I, I do have a lot of wet dreams though"
"Are they all about Santana and Brittany as well?"
"Yes. Mostly they're about you, sometimes they're about Tina"
"Tina, huh and here I thought you had some sort of Cheerleader kink"
"Well I do like those uniforms but if I have a Cheerleader kink then you have a full blown Cheerleader fetish I mean not only do you masturbate over them but you're one of them"
"Ok if you must know sometimes I think about Miss Pillsbury and sometimes I also think about Tina"
"Let me guess Tina's wearing that gothic cheerleader uniform she wore when she thought Mike was cheating on her"
"Maybe, do you think about her in the uniform as well"
"Perhaps...Quinn?"
"Rachel?"
"I'm hard again"
"Wow you really are a stud, are you touching yourself?"
"No but I want to"
"Do it"
"Will you do it aswell. I want you to talk to me, tell me what you think about when you touch yourself"
Quinn sat herself down on her bed and moved her hand between her legs. In her own house Rachel had moved into her bathroom, she didn't want to have to change her sheets yet again. She sat on the counter and pulled herself out of her underwear.
"Ok stud this is how it begins...
AN: I just want to thank everyone for reviewing, favourite-ing etc. This is my first story so thanks for the encouragement. If anyone has any suggestions let me know I've got more of the story worked out but I need a little extra inspiration. I should have another chapter up soon.