"I'm going to take a shower." Santana said as they got back to her place after cheerios practice. She never liked taking showers at school, being a lesbian it made her feel uncomfortable because of the urges she got. Not to mention Brittany took showers at school, and she didn't want to jump the poor girl in public, although the thought had crossed her mind.
"Ok." Brittany replied, walking into Santana's room as she heard the bathroom door close.
Brittany opened her phone to see two texts awaiting her. They were both from Juliet, who she'd been talking to during the day and things had gotten pretty heated. She was just thankful that Santana hadn't seen them, she wasn't ready to face her wrath again, and was sure next time it wouldn't end up in mind blowing sex. Maybe a blow to her head or something violent like that.
Mm, baby. You should come over tonight.
I'm sooo horny and I'm all alone :(
Juliet.
Brittany swallowed thickly. There was no ignoring the urge to do so, but she said she'd stay at Santana's. She went to reply, but before she sent it, she received another text. Her eyes bulged, it was a nude picture of Juliet with her legs spread, lying back on her bed.
"That is not fair." Brittany mused, feeling her pants tighten.
The more she looked at the picture, the harder she got. Santana always took long showers, so the thought of relieving herself before she finished her shower was starting to look appealing. She then remembered the time she'd watched porn with Santana at the very computer she sat at.
With a surge of curiosity and the risks involved, Brittany plugged in the headphones to the computer and began to search porn. She found Santana's history to be rather amusing, yet most of it was lesbian. Of course. She expected no less. Brittany began a video and pulled her rock hard erection from her sweat pants and began to frantically get off. She knew there wouldn't be much time, and was beyond horny.
She'd never done anything like this. Usually she'd never dream of masturbating in someone else's house, let alone Santana's bedroom, on her computer, whilst she was in the shower. With that thought, Brittany couldn't help but picture her friend naked. The thought was enough to bring her extremely close to the edge. Her cock was throbbing, she kept picturing it inside of Santana and that time she made her squirt.
Brittany moaned at the memory, the sound coming through the earphones spurring her efforts on. She flung her head back in the chair and pumped her length as fast as she could, her arm starting to get tired from the frantic pace. She hadn't even realised the video had ended when it all happened.
All at once, a load of hot cum came spurting from her cock, landing everywhere, on her hands, her clothes, the keyboard. At this exact moment, Santana had opened the door and witnessed her climax. Her eyes widened so far she thought they might pop out, firmly planted on Brittany stroking her cock, eyes closed and cum erupting from the tip, spurting everywhere.
She knew any normal friend would be horrified and most likely run in the other direction, but she just stared in her towel, transfixed. It was only when Brittany came down from from her orgasm that she saw the brunette gawking at her from the open door. She swore out loud and quickly hid herself back into her pants. She looked around, realising that her cum was everywhere and there was porn on the screen. She bit her lip, blushing furiously.
"Britt, what the fuck?" Santana questioned, still in shock.
She walked up to her friend and noticed the mess she'd made.
"You're cleaning that up." She said, looking at her keyboard.
Brittany nodded, feeling slightly ashamed. She stood up, a bulge still evident beneath her pants as she went to the bathroom to get some tissues. When she came back, Santana was half naked, pulling a pair of pyjama shorts over her bare ass. Brittany groaned inwardly, feeling her cock twitch. It was times like these she despised being a hormonal, sex crazed teenager.
She pretended not to notice and wiped up her mess with the tissues and threw it out in the bin under Santana's desk. With the awkward atmosphere now in the room, Brittany sat on Santana's bed, watching as she tied up her hair into a messy pony.
"I'm sorry." She blurted out, causing Santana to stop her movements and snap her head towards Brittany with a look of confusion.
"It was kind of rude. I should have just waited." Brittany muttered.
"You should have just waited for me. If you're that desperate Britt I could always help you out." Santana said, shrugging as if it were just a casual offer.
"It seems awkward to you know, ask.." Brittany wondered aloud. It was weird enough that they'd had sex twice already, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't think about doing it again. In fact the thought of it got her hard every time.
"I didn't ask you to stay over so we could paint each others nails and watch Disney movies." Santana joked with a serious undertone.
Brittany, suddenly coming to the realisation snapped her head in the direction of her friend and cocked her head in thought. Santana read her expression and practically saw the wheels turning in Brittany's head. She hoped she'd catch on, because she didn't want to be the initiator just incase Brittany wasn't up for it, or if precious Juliet meant too much for her to keep fooling around with her best friend. After all there was a fine line between sex and dating. But, as Santana liked to say, sex is not dating.
"So.. like, you wanna, umm-" Brittany awkwardly struggled to find the appropriate way of wording her request.
"I want to try something new." Santana stated, confidently crawling onto the bed in a predatory way. It happened so quickly that Brittany's breath caught in her throat as she was pushed harshly onto her back.
She looked up in surprise, not only seeing, but feeling Santana's groin against her crotch. Santana smirked seductively, a look even the most flaming of gay men would heed to. So Brittany was certainly no exception to her seductress charm.
"Oh yeah? What would you like to try?" She asked, cheekily grabbing Santana's ass to push her down against her hard cock.
Santana gasped, teasingly rubbing herself against the erection before composing herself enough to propose her new idea. She let her hands roam over Brittany's top and squeezed both of her breasts, kneading them into her palms. Brittany groaned and placed her hands over Santana's squeezing them harder.
"Oooh, someone's extra horny today." Santana noted with a taunting notion in her tone. But at the same time she felt herself pool with arousal at the eagerness of her friend.
"So it was totally hot how I fucked you on the chair. But how's about you fuck me this time? I want you to take be from behind." Santana said bluntly. She found that she really enjoyed when Brittany took control, but she'd never openly admit it. So this was her way of telling her what she wanted with a hint of subtly so that she could also keep her pride. Santana Lopez was no pillow princes. Perhaps more of a bossy bottom.
Brittany could have sworn her dick grew a good two inches at the blunt request. Santana sure knew how to set a flame inside of her. She'd always thought it would be sexy to give it to her doggy style, but never thought she'd get the chance let alone be asked.
"Ok, but this time we're using protection. Because that's totally fucking hot and I can't be held accountable if I cum inside of you." Brittany said, getting up and guiding Santana off her so that she could access her drawer and pull out a small packet, tearing it open.
She stood at the edge of the bed, knees resting on it to steady herself. She pulled down her pants to her knees, revealing her raging hard on. Just as she was about to slide the condom on, Santana grabbed her wrist, preventing her from doing so.
"What? You want me to get you pregnant or something?" Brittany teased.
Santana gave her a scalding look. "Well I was going to suck you off, but if you're going to be a bitch then I guess I wont." She said with a bitchy smirk. Little did she know that a horny Brittany was not one to be toyed with.
Brittany practically growled, grabbing a fistful of Santana's hair and thrust her hips forward towards her mouth, still holding the condom in her free hand. Santana whimpered in delight, giving away any snide protest she may have countered with.
"I think you forget who's in charge." Brittany said in a warning voice, leering down at a pathetically submissive Santana. In contrast to her daily attitude, Brittany couldn't help but love having the girl at her mercy with just one tug of her hair.
"Now suck my cock before I reconsider your slutty request." Brittany demanded.
Santana let out a moan before lunging forward eagerly to wrap her mouth around Brittany's length. The sheer size of it surprised her every time, stretching her mouth, gagging her throat. Yet, the way Brittany took control and forced her down with sharp thrusts was too much of a turn on to worry about a bit of choking.
"Ugh, you look so hot gagging on my cock. Am I too big for you?" Brittany taunted, thrusting her hips forward, along with pushing down Santana's head, forcing her to take the entire length. She knew she was being a bit excessive, but her power trip was turning her into some kind of dominatrix and it was turning Santana on like she'd never imagined.
"Enough of that, get on your knees and face the wall." Brittany commanded, letting go of Santana's hair and watched in delight as she hurriedly turned around and submissively bent over, baring all to Brittany who practically salivated at the sight.
She quickly rolled the condom over herself and climbed onto the bed. She was so turned on by the view of Santana's perfectly toned ass and her dripping pussy hoisted up in the air, ready for the taking. She licked her lips hungrily and shuffled forward, bringing the tip of her cock to Santana's opening and slid it in an inch or two. Santana gasped and grabbed fistfuls of the sheets and bit down on her lip.
"You're so tight. I love how my cock stretches you open. How it only takes a minute before you're begging for more." With that said, Brittany grabbed Santana's hips for support and thrust forward, hard.
Santana yelped and buried her face into the bed. She'd never get used to how good it felt to be so filled. She flung a hand back and reached for Brittany's hip, attempting for her to push harder. Instead, Brittany slapped it away and yanked at her hair in reassurance of her dominance. Santana wondered if she'd done it just to piss Brittany off, then when she felt her head being tugged back painfully, she definitely had to think that she did. Because it was so damn sexy seeing Brittany get her sexy on.
"Uhh, Britt. I love your cock. Please fuck me harder." She begged, knowing how much her whining tone would turn Brittany on. She'd lost all shame by this point, it felt far too good to care about how pathetic she sounded. Especially knowing how much it encouraged the blonde.
"Do you like it like this? When I pull your hair and slam my cock inside of you?" Brittany asked, genuinely curious as to whether she might be taking things to far. Not that Santana had been complaining, but she was still slightly unsure of their boundaries, or her own. This was only their third time, after all.
"Uh-huh." Santana nodded frantically, in a way that caused Brittany to smirk darkly. Santana could barely speak, feeling the way Brittany's huge length kept pounding inside of her. This position gave even better access. She could literally feel Brittany hitting her cervix.
"You have no idea how hot you are." Brittany groaned, surprised at how close she was already. Hoping that Santana wasn't far off even though it was early in the game.
"Your pussy feels fucking amazing." She continued, tugging Santana's hair again, loving the little whimpers of pleasure mixed with pain that escaped her lips each time.
"Mmm, Britt. Harder, fuck please. Fuck me harder. If you're gonna fuck me like this, at least spank me." Santana begged breathlessly.
Brittany's eyebrows shot up. "You want me to spank you?" She asked, sounding more surprised than sexy, realising she'd lost some of her bravado before correcting herself. "You want me to spank you like a little slut?" She said, more teasingly this time.
Santana's hips bucked and she nodded. "Yes, yes! Please!" She moaned, realising how close she was.
Brittany didn't want to over step any limits and first gave a tame smack, just hard enough to earn a red mark. As she did, she could actually feel the way Santana tightened around her cock.
"Oh, you like that, don't you? You love being treated like a slut." She said, spanking her harder, both gasping when they felt different, yet equally pleasurable sensations.
"Mmmm, I love it Britt. Oh shit! Don't stop, don't fucking stop." She begged, the entire bed creaking with each powerful, fast thrust. Santana could feel her orgasm in the pit of her stomach, rising up throughout her whole body until she tensed.
With one more hard thrust, her body shook and she let out a resounding cry of pleasure, loud enough to be heard up the street. These noises continued, along with Brittany's name as Santana came violently. Brittany didn't want to cum inside of the condom, and quickly pulled out due to the maddening tightness around her cock. She slipped the condom off and stroked it a few times which was all it took before she came on Santana's ass.
"Oh God, oh fuck.." Santana spluttered, collapsing into a heap, with Brittany beside her, close behind.
"Mmm. Babe that was amazing. I hope I didn't hurt you." Brittany said apologetically, catching her breath.
"I think you know by now that I dig the roughness. Seriously Britt, stop worrying, I came, didn't I? Obviously what you're doing is hot, otherwise I'd tell you." Santana assured truthfully.
"But your jizz wont clean itself up, go get a tissue or something, I don't need that stuff all over my sheets." Santana said in a humorous tone, showing that she wasn't disapproving of Brittany's aim. In fact she couldn't lie, she loved when Brittany came on her body.
"Aww." Brittany pouted, standing up. "But I love seeing you all covered in my cum. It's cute." She cooed, and Santana scoffed. Not really sure whether she was being serious or sarcastic.
A few seconds later Brittany crawled onto the bed and wiped the creamy liquid off Santana's ass, lingering just a bit too long, making the Latina giggle and swat her away playfully. Brittany grinned at her childlike attitude and threw the tissue in the bin.
"Want the light off? I'm kind of exhausted after that. Plus, I love naked snuggling." Brittany said, earning a chuckle and a soft head nod. In turn she switched the light off and rolled back onto the bed, pulling the sheet over the both of them.
"I wanna be the big spoon tonight." Brittany said cutely.
Santana couldn't resist the blonde even if she wanted to.
"Well since we're into new ideas tonight, I've kind of always wanted to snuggle into your shoulder." Santana said, blushing at the realisation of how sappy she sounded.
Brittany however, found it adorable. She smiled warmly and wrapped her arm around Santana's waist and pulled her close. Santana smiled in content, nuzzling her head into the crook between Brittany's neck and shoulder, making an adorable grumbling sound as she got comfortable.
Their new found position combined with the sickly cuteness of her best friend caused Brittany to feel a little tug in her chest. It made her body swell with emotion, mostly that of happiness mixed with adoration. At first, she was sure it was just purely an appreciation for Santana as her friend. But there was something else that got her mind ticking. But for the life of her, she couldn't figure it out.
She didn't linger much longer on the thought. She was too tired, and Santana was like a big, warm cushion.
"Goodnight, beautiful." Brittany cooed, closing her eyes and snuggled closer, smiling at the warm, steady breath on her skin.
"You too baby." Santana replied softly, half asleep.
The endearment didn't pass by a sleepy Brittany, who suddenly found herself very awake. She reasoned that it was just Santana, and that they were best friends. It had to be acceptable to give adorable pet names. But for some reason, she found that it affected her. In some way or another, Brittany knew that this thing between them had gone too far. It confused her. She knew the only way she'd figure out what it was, would be by asking Juliet out.