Hump day of the honeymoon! lol Double entendres...
October 9th, 2019
Finn was awake before Rachel today but decided to lounge in bed until she stirred. They were going to the beach so he didn't see the point in showering if he'd end up with sand in unsavory places anyway. After watching her snore away happily for nearly 10 minutes, lightly running his hand up and down her exposed back, Finn really had to pee.
Quietly he got out of bed and went to the bathroom and a minute later on his way back he noticed the camera lying on the desk. Finn grinned widely as he picked it up and got back in bed next to a still sleeping Rachel. He turned on the camera and began flicking through the pictures he had taken of his stunningly sexy wife the night prior.
She looked beautiful and confident and uber sexy in every single one of them. Rachel could play to the camera like no one else and her acting and photo shoot experience really shone through making these look almost like a professional had taken them, except for the shots where Finn had cut her head off because he was too focused on her boobs or lower. When he got to the pictures of him he quickly skipped over them, mild embarrassment coloring his cheeks as he caught glimpses of the strange posses he ended up in. The things he did for Rachel were pretty crazy sometimes but he'd never stop since they always made her happy which in turn made him happy…as long as no one ever found out about said crazy things.
As he flicked from the last picture of him getting his ass smacked by Rachel to the first video Rachel had accidentally filmed, Finn Jr. woke up fully and wanted to play. They had made a total of six videos and Finn was itching to watch them. He skipped the first one since he'd already seen it and hit play on the second.
On the little screen, Finn watched his head sit between Rachel's legs as he lapped at her like a dog. He had always kind of wondered what it looked like from Rachel's perspective when he went down on her and if she found it as sexy and hot as when he watched her give him a blowjob. Finn had to admit that watching himself go to town on her and hearing her mewls of pleasure through the speakers was pretty fucking hot. Ever since he could remember he loved the idea of giving Rachel oral and now he could watch it any time he wanted when he wasn't actually able to perform it.
In the video, Rachel's stomach rose and fell as she fisted her hand in Finn's hair while he licked her sensitive skin and pushed his finger inside her. He looked up at the camera, eyes smoldering – his eyes smoldered! – and smiled wickedly before sucking her clit into his mouth. The camera shook as Rachel lost control with the force of her orgasm but she never turned it away.
Finn wanted so bad to jerk it while he watched these videos but he wanted to wait for Rachel to wake up. There was just something off about masturbating when your wife who loved sex just as much as you was sleeping right next to you.
The first video finished and Finn moved on to the next one. Rachel held the camera again as Finn knelt between her spread legs. He looked huge as she filmed him sliding in and out of her. She giggled, shaking the camera, as he made a comment about making sure she got his good side then zoomed in close on her glistening skin. Then her hand entered the frame as she worked her nub in addition to everything Finn was doing. After he made sure Rachel came again, trying to emulate practically every porno he'd ever seen, Finn pulled out of her and came on her stomach.
The last three videos were very similarly insanely hot and steamy. There was one he filmed of Rachel giving him one of her famous, to him anyway, blowjobs, another he filmed in which Rachel was riding him reverse cowgirl because he really loved her ass and watching it bounce on him, and in the last one, the camera was back on the desk and they were going at it like monkeys in every position they could think of.
It truly amazed Finn that Rachel allowed this to happen. Considering how long it took him to be allowed to simply touch her boob…Finn never would have expected her to be so very kinky. It was like once the short skirts and animal sweaters came off and Finn was allowed in, Randy Rachel came out to play and grew wilder as time went on. Finn didn't mind in the least, even the stripteases and man-thongs weren't enough to ever put him off, but it did surprise him.
Finn was so focused on the little screen and his thoughts on his kinky wife that he didn't even notice she was now awake and watching him watch the videos. She still couldn't believe she had let them make six sex tapes. True they were beyond hot and so much fun to make but if they ever got out she'd be mortified, humiliated and completely disgraced. She was going to have to make sure to get an even better lock on her drawer.
At hearing herself whine at Finn pumping in and out of her from behind against the headboard, Rachel had to let Finn know she was awake and ready to re-enact some of last night's events and help put away the tent in the sheet.
"So do you think I'd make a good porn star?" Rachel asked, startling Finn who threw the camera in the air. It came down with a hard thud on his chest.
"Ow-how," he cried out as he rubbed the area the camera hit. "You scared me. How long have you been awake?" Finn turned off the camera and turned on his side to face Rachel.
"A few minutes. You seemed like you were having a good time without me so I didn't want to disturb you." She giggled and Finn pulled her to lie on top of him.
"I always have a better time with you though." He nuzzled his face against hers. "I love you, Rachel Hudson," he mumbled against her cheek.
She smiled. "I love you, Finn Hudson." Rachel whined and ground herself against Finn's hardness until she couldn't stand the throbbing in her own body anymore.
Rachel pushed herself down onto Finn and let out a little whine as he filled her up. She moved her hips back and forth slowly, letting him graze her spot gently. Finn sucked on Rachel's neck as his hands smoothly roved over her body. Her pebbled nipples rubbed against his chest and her hot wetness wrapped around him tightly with every down thrust making him moan deeply against her skin. Finn needed a distraction otherwise he was going to lose it before Rachel. He didn't want to use the mailman as that was pretty halting these days but talking sometimes slowed things down.
"You feel so good baby," Finn announced in a husky breath.
"You too," Rachel replied just as breathless. "Now stop talking." She crashed her mouth down on Finn's to shut him up and pulled at his hair as he rolled them over.
Finn thrust into her smoothly over and over as he tightly held Rachel to his body. Rachel wrapped her legs around Finn's waist digging her heels into his ass. When he pressed on just the right spot, Rachel's body seized and she braced herself against the headboard.
"Oh Finn, right there, right there! Don't stop. Harder, please!" she cried out loudly. Finn smiled smugly as he did as Rachel asked and pressed harder and faster. Her eyes closed tightly while her mouth fell open in a silent scream of pleasure. She squeezed Finn's hips tightly with her legs as her walls shuddered around him. Finally the scream came out.
"Oh God! Yes, Finn! Fuck! Fuck, oh God," she belted out, squeezing his head to her chest between her breasts, cutting off his airway. He struggled against her impressive grip until her head cleared enough and she came down so that her hands began releasing their intense hold. When his head was finally free, Finn gasped loudly as he came up for air. He coughed as he took in a big breath and pulled out of Rachel to lean back against the headboard next to her.
Rachel was still so euphoric she hardly even noticed Finn gasping for air. "That was amazing," she stated sounding very relaxed. She glanced over at Finn and noticed he was still quite aroused. "Did you not come yet?" Usually when she got off Finn followed pretty close behind.
"No! I was a little too busy being smothered to death by your boobs!" He looked forward taking a deep breath. "You've got a grip of steel when you want it."
Rachel smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. It just felt really good. You felt really good." She walked her fingers down his chest playfully until she got to just below his belly button where she flattened her hand and smoothly ran it down to wrap around Finn's shaft. "Let me make it up to you," she sweetly intoned, running her hand up and down his smooth, soft yet hard skin. "How do you want me?"
Rachel got on her knees. "I could ride you again," she pressed her body to Finn's, "or I could let you get a great view of my ass." She picked up Finn's hand and placed it on her backside. He squeezed and she let out a tiny squeak. "Or I could sing for you."
Finn didn't know what he wanted as every way of having sex with his wife was awesome. He loved her blowjobs, he loved doggie style, he loved…everything.
"Or we could try another position. Whatever you want baby." Rachel kissed Finn's neck and felt him twitch against her stomach. "What do you want Finny?" She licked his throat.
"Turn around," he growled out. Rachel smiled and did as he said looking over her shoulder lustfully at her husband.
Finn scrambled to his knees behind Rachel and roughly pulled her against him. He kissed her neck and cupped her breasts, tugging on her nipples. Then he ran his hand down Rachel's stomach to rest between her legs.
Rachel's body tingled deliciously all over, begging Finn to take her. She pressed her backside against Finn's erection trying to get closer to him. He leaned her forward so she was on all fours, let her get comfortable then gripped her hips and pushed into her. She let out a throaty moan and couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face as her husband took her in one of his favorite positions.
After a few mind blowing minutes, Finn had finally come and was lying next to Rachel getting her off again by hand. When the shivers stopped, Finn ran his hand over Rachel's back and told her multiple times how much he loved her.
"Is it possible to have too much sex?" Rachel asked tiredly.
"God I hope not. I can never get enough. It's one of the reasons I married you." Finn smirked as Rachel rolled her eyes.
"And I thought you were marrying me because Taylor Swift wouldn't tweet you back."
"Well that too." They both laughed then Finn pressed his lips to Rachel's. "You're perfect and I will never want anyone else. Not even Taylor Swift. She probably wouldn't even like me anyway and write a song about my potato head."
Rachel snorted. "There are a few things wrong with your statement. I'm hardly perfect and Taylor Swift would love you and write an awesome song about you. But she'd have another think coming if she thought she could steal you away from me. You're mine baby; I put a ring on it."
Finn chuckled as Rachel pinned him down on the bed with his hands over his head.
"I sure am. Now what are you going to do with me?" he asked playfully.
"I'm going to ask you to be an awesome husband and go downstairs to get us breakfast while I get ready." Rachel released Finn's hands and got off him. She grabbed one of the bathing suits Kurt had packed her and walked into the bathroom leaving Finn grumbling to himself.
Later that day Finn and Rachel were walking out to the hotel's private sandy beach. As only the hotel guests could use it they would be able to avoid any crowds that any of the public beaches would possibly have. There weren't that many people around despite the beautiful almost summery day making it very peacefully quiet. Rachel laid out the blanket Kurt had specifically packed for beach going and knelt down on it when she noticed Finn staring off to their right.
"Finn, what are you staring at?" she asked as his face went a little red and his mouth fell open slightly. Rachel turned her head in the direction he was looking to lay eyes on a group of women sunbathing not too far away. She understood why Finn had turned bright red. The women were quite topless and quite well endowed. A goofy grin crossed Finn's face as he continued to stare at the women. Rachel pulled on his hand to jerk him down onto the blanket with her.
"Would you stop staring Finn? It's rude." Not only was it rude to gawk at the women who were only trying to get a tan but it also kind of made Rachel feel a little inadequate.
Rachel had come to terms with her appearance long ago and she loved her body but occasionally there were moments when minor insecurity resurfaced. Watching her husband stare at other women's large breasts was inciting one of those moments. Rachel was steadfast in her knowledge that Finn loved her and her boobs but she also knew that Finn had a fondness for huge knockers. Sometimes the thought crossed Rachel's mind that she wished she could have bigger boobs for Finn. It wasn't that she felt pressured by society or Finn; she just liked to make him happy. Once when she absent-mindedly voice this to him, Finn told her she was crazy to think that then proceeded to show her just how much he loved the boobs genetics had given her. It had taken a month for all the hickeys to dissipate.
"If they don't want people to stare they shouldn't show them off," he grumbled as he laid back on the blanket and tried very hard not to keep glancing at the women's breasts.
Rachel laid back on her elbows next to him. "You have to remember where we are Finn. Boobs on European beaches are not as big of a deal as they are in the US. Women don't need to cover up here because it's not really considered 'sexy'," Rachel explained.
"Well I'm not European. Boobs are sexy."
Rachel glared at him when she caught him looking over at the women's boobs again. He chuckled guiltily then looked in the opposite direction which wasn't much better as more bare breasted women had arrived.
"I can't win." Finn threw his head back and closed his eyes.
Glancing around, Rachel noticed that Finn was the only man on the beach, besides a few little boys. Since Finn clearly wanted to look at some boobs and no one was even paying attention to them, Rachel decided 'when in Rome' or Nice as the case may be. She sat up and untied her bathing suit top, grabbed her romance novel Kurt had packed her, put her sunglasses on and laid back to get an even all over tan at the beach for the first time ever. It was rather awkward at first but when no one immediately zoomed in on her chest and started ogling her, Rachel relaxed.
A page into her book Rachel realized she forgot her tanning lotion and sat up to dig around in their bag for it. The movement caught Finn's attention and he shot up quickly trying to cover Rachel's breasts when he realized they were bare.
"Hey, hey! What are you doing?" he hissed looking around to see if any guys had seen his wife's chest.
"I'm looking for my tanning lotion." She found it and pulled it out of the bag. "Want to help me put it on?" She wiggled her eyebrows at a very distraught Finn.
"That's not what I mean!" He gestured to her naked chest. "Why are you topless?"
"Look around Finn. No one cares. By societal and most men's standards, I don't even have the most impressive rack out here for anyone to stare at so I'm going to get a line free tan." Rachel started rubbing the lotion on her body while Finn watched biting his lip. He didn't approve of the public nudity but man did he love watching Rachel rub herself down.
"Wait a second. This is too…who are you and what have you done with Rachel? First you're fine with joining the Mile High Club, you aren't mad when some Italian punks catch us having sex outside on a balcony, you have no problem with making a bunch of sex tapes and now you're showing off my funbags to everyone!"
Rachel ripped her sunglasses off her face. "Excuse me? Your funbags? Last I checked these were my boobs and it's my body and if I want to sunbathe topless while on vacation in a place where it is perfectly acceptable to do so then I will. I may be your wife Finn, but I am not your property."
Finn sighed and rolled his eyes. "You know that's not what I meant! If you want to be topless I won't stop you, I won't like it but I won't stop you. I just meant that I want to be the only guy to see your boobs. I don't want everyone else knowing how cute your nipples are."
Rachel raised her eyebrow. "Cute? You think my nipples are cute?" She thought it a strange way to describe someone's nipples.
Finn pursed his lips and looked away thoughtfully. "Yeah, they're awesome and I like being the only guy who knows that." He leaned in close and kissed Rachel's neck as he ran a hand over one of her boobs.
"Finn, I hate to burst your bubble but you're not the only guy who knows that. Kurt's seen my boobs…and Puck unfortunately." She shivered unpleasantly at the memory of him seeing her completely exposed when he first met Anjali.
Finn groaned. "Don't remind me."
"On the bright side, you're the only guy who's ever touched them and continues to be allowed to do so but you should probably stop now since I can tell you're getting a boner." She giggled as Finn realized he'd been staring intently at them and his shorts had been growing tighter. She leaned closer and whispered, "You might want to put that away."
"I can think of a place to put it," Finn quipped, still not dropping his hand.
"I'm not going back to the room." She pulled Finn's hand from her body, put her sunglasses back on then laid back to relax.
Finn moved closer to Rachel and caressed her stomach. "Who said anything about going back to the room?"
"There are people around. The French may be more open minded about sexuality but I don't think they're that open minded, nor am I. There's a big difference between a balcony 15 stories up and the middle of a beach."
"We could pretend to go swimming," Finn whispered into her ear, running his lips along the skin behind it.
Rachel shook her head at him. "I'm trying to get a tan Finn."
"You can tan anytime. There's like four places near our apartment. How many times will we get to have sex on a really nice beach?"
Rachel's breathing was growing more labored under Finn's touch and the light kisses he was placing down her neck were riling her up. His hand danced down her abdomen to run along the top of her bikini bottoms before sneakily slipping underneath.
"Finn!" Rachel chastised as she ripped his hand away from her. "Put a leash on that libido of yours, buddy!"
Finn begrudgingly pulled away from Rachel, sensing he would not get his way. "Fine, get your damn tan. I'll just imagine having sex with my wife on the beach in France." Finn sulked as he laid back and closed his eyes in a huff.
She thought he was being rather childish about the situation. He acted as if they hadn't had sex in years instead of several times over the past four days and in various places and positions. She had given him everything he'd asked for yet he was now pouty because she didn't want to get arrested for public indecency. Rachel had loosened up a lot and discovered the wild naughty vixen within over the years and she would try almost anything once as you never know what could potentially turn you on but she was not going to have sex with Finn in the open. Air plane bathrooms, fine, hotel balconies, yeah, but not right in front of people.
Wanting to actually relax, Rachel opened her book and began reading again.
It was hot. Like, really hot. The shirt Finn was wearing was in flames and it was burning him and he couldn't find water to put it out. He ran around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to find something but there was nothing!
He was going to die. Finn was going to be burned alive leaving Rachel a widow when she was barely a wife. His flesh sizzled off and Finn was horrified as he looked down at his body which was blackened and leathery.
Finn's eyes flew open and he jumped up startling Rachel who had just gotten to a really good sex scene in her novel. He screamed as he looked down at his bright red chest and bolted for the Mediterranean. Rachel sat up stunned, watching her husband leap into the sea and submerge his entire being in the blue water. She stood up and held her boobs to cover them as she ran after Finn.
"Finn! What are you doing? Holy–that's cold!" Rachel said as she stepped into the water. It may have been sunny and warm on land but the water was not that great for swimming. Needing to know what was going on with Finn however she pressed onward.
His head came up from under the cold water and he shook the excess out of his face. Finn's chest and legs felt so much better but it was temporary relief. He stood up and looked back down at his chest which was lobster red.
"Oh my God, Finn! Your chest!" Rachel cried out as she saw how raw his skin looked. "You forgot sunscreen? Finn!"
"I got distracted by the boobs!" he whined as he realized how much his nipples hurt. "It burns so bad." Rachel could swear Finn was about to cry.
She walked further into the water ignoring how cold it was to get to her husband. By the time she got to where Finn was at waist depth, the water was up to just under her chest. "Baby, don't cry." She gently touched Finn's face but he pulled away taking in a sharp breath in pain as his cheeks were almost as badly burned.
"I'm not crying," he said through gritted teeth and flared nostrils as a tear fell from his eye. "Oh my God Rachel, I think I'm going to die."
"Finn, you'll be okay. Kurt packed some aloe. We'll go back to the room and we'll put some aloe on you and you can take some medicine and you'll be okay. You'll be okay." Rachel kept repeating 'you'll be okay' over and over as Finn started to break down. She knew how easily he burned which was why they constantly had to slather him in SPF 50 or he wore a swim shirt but she had never known he burned that easily. They had only been lying out for about an hour and a half.
She reached out to try and touch Finn but he backed away from her. "It hurts too much."
"I guess this will teach you to fall asleep at the beach without sunscreen on, huh?" Rachel tried to joke but Finn wasn't having it.
"I fucking hate the beach," he replied sullenly. "I want to back to the room now."
Rachel shook her head. "Okay, come on. Let's go." She held her hand out for Finn to take and together they walked back to their stuff. On the way the remaining people on the beach stared at Finn's Santa Claus red face, chest and legs. It was rather ironic that Finn had been the one worrying about Rachel getting stared at when it was him he should have worried about. She quickly threw on her bathing suit top and grabbed their blanket and bag then went back inside.
Finn stiffly walked back into their room and over to the bathroom. He needed to wash the sand off his body and even though it probably wouldn't help in the long run, cool water felt really great on his burnt skin. Rachel followed after him and tried not to laugh at his back. Compared with his red front it looked like he had on a white t-shirt from behind. She turned on the shower for him and let him rinse off while she grabbed some ibuprofen from her bag for him to take.
"We are never going to the beach again. Never!" Finn swore as he let the cool water cascade over his chest. "There's too much sand and too much sun."
"But if we never go to the beach again you'll never get your sex on the beach." Rachel hopped into the shower to rinse off too.
Realizing she was right, he altered his plans. "We can go at night when there's no sun. Actually, I like that idea; sex on the beach by moonlight." Finn tried to smile but stopped when his cheeks hurt. "I can't even smile! Don't make me laugh."
"I'll try." Rachel started laughing herself which forced Finn to crack a smile again.
His cheeks burned. "Damn it Rachel. You can't laugh! It makes me laugh."
"I'm sorry! I can't help it." She went up on her tip-toes and kissed Finn on the lips gently. "I'll find the aloe and help rub you down when you're done." Finished rinsing the sand off her legs, Rachel stepped out of the shower and dug around for the aloe. Aloe, towel, ibuprofen and cup of water in hand, she went back out to the room and changed into some shorts and a tank top. At least Rachel had managed to get a nice, even, all over tan without burning in the amount of time they had been outside.
She grabbed her book and started reading again until Finn came out of the bathroom dripping wet and looking like he should be in a sitcom. He really was comical with how pasty white his entire back and groin were while the rest of his front was red.
"Oh you poor baby," Rachel cooed, standing up and beginning to pat him dry as gently as possible. She handed him some boxers which he painfully put on, gave him the medicine then laid him down on his side of the bed so she could cover him in aloe. The cool green gel felt amazing on his skin. It was heavenly getting that relief. His eyes closed as Rachel smoothed it over his face, chest and legs and let it help the burn. "There, now you just lie here and rest, okay? Take a nap again. Try not to move too much."
Finn shook his head and laid there still. Rachel laid down next to him with her book and they silently relaxed together. A few minutes later Rachel could hear Finn snoring lightly and chuckled to herself. She had a feeling he wasn't going to be so silent when he woke up again.
So question, now that Glee is back on and this story clearly does not follow what will be happening on the show, is everyone still interested in reading? I have plenty of ideas for this little world I've created for them and still want to write them. I just want to know if everyone would still like to read them. So let me know! :)