"As tempting as that sounds, can we just go to sleep? I'm so tired. I never knew sucking cock was so exhausting." Santana laughed. "C'mon." She crawled under the covers and and waited for Brittany to join her.

"Hey, this is my bed! I should be inviting you into it." Brittany playfully chided as she got under the covers and wrapped herself around Santana. She contained her moan when she felt her soft member rub against Santana's behind.

Santana wiggled against Brittany, trying to tease her a little bit. "It feels nice being in your arms. I feel warm. Like inside and out. I think I'll keep you, Britt." The brunette said with a sleepy sigh.

Laughing, Brittany nuzzles into the crook of Santana's neck. "I think I'll keep you too. Good night, San."

"Good night, Britt."

Brittany fell asleep thinking of how ludicrous it was falling asleep with a woman she just met after almost having sex with her. It was ludicrous but it felt too wonderful to fight. Earlier, she was reminded of how her own flesh and blood turned his back on her for being different. She was reminded that being a woman with a fully functional and capable penis wasn't the norm. She worked for years finally trying to gain some closure, some acceptance of herself. Ultimately, she just accepted that she wouldn't be accepted.

Hearing that her father died and left his estate to her confused her. Yes, she felt no need to mourn over his death because he essentially was a stranger to her so it seems wrong for her to accept it. Then she met Santana. She'll just give Santana what she needs and save the rest for a rainy day.

Santana. The other girls mostly just wanted to sleep with her because of her penis; to see what it was like to sleep with a woman with a penis. It made her feel like an even bigger freak but not with Santana. Santana just wanted her. Despite of her penis. She knows that she is not her penis but when Santana accepted, and definitely embraced, her penis, she herself felt accepted and embraced. Finally. It only took her a couple of decades.

She was the last to fall asleep but the first to wake up. Her face was buried in Santana's hair and her hands splayed across her belly. Brittany has never woken up with another girl like this. Yes, she and Quinn used to cuddle all the time but this was more intimate. She hummed in satisfaction as she lead one hand to Santana's sex. Brittany's hand stilled over the smooth mound when Santana moved. Satisfied that Santana was still sleeping, she gently began to rub her nub. She kept a languid pace until she herself could no longer handle it. She reached a little lower and circled the brunette's entrance, trying to pull her out of her sleep.

"Inside." She heard Santana mumble.

It worked.

The blonde dipped the tip of her finger, making Santana moan. She pulled out only to dip her finger in again. Santana's began to rock back against Brittany. "Don't you dare fucking tease me, Brittany." Santana hissed at her.

Santana's rocking made her length harden. She pulled back Santana's leg to have a better angle, as she pushed into Santana with two fingers. "Fuckkk, babyyyy." groaned the brunette in pleasure.

Brittany didn't move her fingers, she just let Santana move until her dick adjusted between Santana's ass cheeks. She curled her fingers as much as she could, causing Santana to squeal, and then she began to quickly pump into her. She pinched the tanned woman's nipple with her other hand as she began to move her dick and hand faster.

"Shit, shit, shit, don't stop." Santana said as she reached back to try to grab any part of the blonde that she could. The two moving in sync brought them both near climax. Brittany's fingers were getting squeezed by Santana's tight pussy with every thrust; she could only imagine what her dick would feel like being choked by that wet pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Santana!" Brittany yelled as she came in between them.

"Don't stop, don't stop, I'm almost there, uh, uh, uh-" Santana was cut off when she felt Brittany's other hand rub her clit. "Yes, yes, YEESSS!" Santana screamed as she came all over Brittany's hands. Brittany slowly brought Santana down from her high and brought her hand to her mouth.

"Shit. You taste so good." Brittany moaned as she ran her tongue over her fingers. "Maybe instead of pastries, I should sell your come." She giggled as she laid back.

"Are you sure you haven't had sex since college? Because, shit. Like, seriously, though. See?! I can't even talk now!"

Brittany laughed at Santana as she scooted away in order to be able to turn Santana so they could face each other. She leaned in and gave Santana a kiss. "Yes, I'm sure. I work with my hands so I got that down. But, sadly, I don't work with my penis. Who knows how much practice I'll need with that?" She said with a fake sadness as she winked at Santana.

Santana leaned down and sucked Brittany's nipple before talking. "It's fine. I'm free nights and weekends so we can practice. I refuse to be mediocre at anything, Brittany. Since there is new equipment involved for me, you best believe I'll be practicing. I'll be the best at sucking you off and riding your cock, baby. Don't doubt that for a second." Santana husked as she latched on the blonde's nipple again, causing her to arch her back.

Out of breath the blonde tried to speak, "No one's, uh, ever done that to me."

The smaller woman pulls back and looks at Brittany, "Done what, Britt?"

"I've only ever been on top and never had anyone blow me or give me a hand job. No one's ever really seen it either."

"Why?"

"I hated it. I didn't want anyone to see it. I blamed it for how I grew up. The couple of times I've had sex, it was really fucking. There was nothing gentle or sensual about it. Only me pounding into these women. It felt like I had something to prove, I don't know. I'm fine about it now. Mostly because I've not been thinking about having sex with. If I get aroused, I jerk off and that's that or I go work out." Brittany explained, a little anxious about opening up so much.

"I'm sorry you went through that but now if you get aroused, you have me. You can have me anyway you want. If you want to be gentle and sweet with me, you have me. If you want to beat my pussy up, you have me. I just want you. You're sweet and sexy. That's all I could ever want. I don't care that you're packing a penis, I really don't." Santana said before straddling Brittany and rubbing her pussy over Brittany's dick.

"Oh, shit." The blonde reached out and caressed Santana's thighs.

"Fuck me, Brittany. I don't care about the condoms, come over me but fuck me. I want to be close to you." Santana sincerely told Brittany as she slowed her movements.

Brittany nodded and turned them over, leaving Santana onto her back. She reached down and softly kissed her. Moaning into the kiss, Brittany swiped Santana's lip and was met with an awaiting tongue. Their tongues massaged each other as Brittany rocked her dick against Santana's pussy. She felt Santana reach down and guide her member into her.

Her tip is met is with a delicious heat. She wants to relish in the feeling but Santana moves her hips, signaling that she wants more. She pushes all the way in and opens her eyes to look in Santana's eyes.

"Open your eyes, San." She whispers against the brunette's lips,

Santana struggles to open them but when she does, she's met with Brittany's darkened eyes. Staring into her lover's eyes, she pulls back, moaning at the tightness surrounding her, and pushes back in. Watching Santana's face change with pleasure as she struggles to keep her eyes open.

"Sanny, you feel so good. So, so, so good. I want to stay inside you forever. Fuck." Brittany pushes back into Santana.

"You're stretching me so good. Damn, you're big. Faster. Harder. Do whatever you want. Remember that I just want you." the brunette sincerely says as she looks into Brittany's eyes.

The blonde speeds up her pace, pulling all the way back until her head is almost out and buries herself to the hilt every time. Santana's pussy is sucking her back in, making it harder and harder to pull out. She can feel her body trembling against Santana's; they're close.

Wrapping her arms underneath Santana, Brittany completely lowers herself onto her, her hands cradling the back of her head as her thumbs rub circles on her neck. She kisses Santana deeply as she makes her thrusts more and more powerful.

Finally, Santana's trembling reaches its peak and she comes on Brittany's length. Brittany slows her thrusts down drawing out Santana's orgasm and then pulls out. Santana barely responsive ask, "why didn't you come?"

Brittany leans back onto her heels and begins to stroke herself. She looks at Santana's breasts moving up and down as she catches her breath. She looks at the drops of sweat trailing down Santana's perfect stomach. Her strokes become faster and rougher, her moaning becomes higher. She looks at Santana's glistening pussy, her swollen lips, and her clit soaked with her come.

She leans down and aims right at it, releasing rope after rope of come on Santana's pussy. Her climax is heightened by the feeling of marking Santana as hers. She brings her other hand and smears her come around Santana's sex.

"Well, shit. If that's you with out practice, I better get my cunt in shape for you with practice." Santana laughs as she runs her fingers down to where Brittany's are, then reaches farther and pushes her fingers in, making herself moan. Santana pulls them out and wraps her hand around Brittany's softening penis to stroke it. She brings her hand to her mouth, covered in both of their juices. She sticks her fingers in her mouth and sucks on them, staring right at the blonde. "Fuck, we taste good together. Come here." Santana grabs onto Brittany and kisses her gently, wrapping her legs and arms around her. "Let's shower. You owe me breakfast." Santana says very serious.

The blonde shakes with laughter, "That I do, that I do."