Yo, updating. Hope you're not all too sexually frustrated from the wait. This will surely quench it. I've pretty much said fuck it to plot in this chapter, but that doesn't mean nothing interesting is actually going to happen. I've got come stuff planned. We still gotta revisit the whole Santana's parents storyline, and school, and everyone finding out. No idea how many chapters this will be. I'm just going with the flow. This chapter's kind of playful, hot and smutty. Also with a little change up in the bedroom department. Hope you like. Thanks for all the reviews and I hope they keep coming :)
Dinner was exactly as painful as Brittany imagined. She swore to herself never to tease Santana again.
"Stop it!" Brittany whined when her parents weren't paying attention.
Santana smirked and bit her lip. She loved watching Brittany get all worked up because of her. She knew it was cruel, and that she'd get it bad later on, but it was so worth it. Currently, her hand was under the table and palming Brittany through her jeans. She was rock hard within seconds, which only escalated Santana's determination.
Brittany had been biting down so hard on her tongue that it was starting to go numb. She managed to scoff down her dinner in record time. Her parent's watched her curiously, but at that point she didn't give a fuck. She had a raging boner and her girlfriend wasn't letting up.
"C'mon, I wanna show you something." Brittany said, loud enough for both Santana and her parent's to hear. But before she could get a quick enough escape, Santana spoke.
"Oh, wait, B you ate pretty fast you can't leave now, it's rude."
Brittany couldn't believe that she was actually doing this to her right now. Her jaw dropped and she pleaded with her eyes.
"But I wanna show you now." She hissed with a warning undertone.
Santana knew she'd won. She looked towards Brittany's parent's and then back to Brittany. Only she could see the monstrous bulge in her girlfriend's pants. She'd be lying if she denied how sexually frustrated she was herself. What with the hormones and everything.
"Ok, ok." Santana reclined, standing from her chair.
Brittany shot up and practically ran from the room and slammed her bedroom door once they were free from sight. It was barely a second before she had Santana pinned to the wall, breathing hotly against her face.
"You are so going to pay for that!" She growled, grabbing both of Santana's wrists, pinning them above her head.
Deep down Santana knew she had only teased Brittany so much is because deep down she loved this. She loved driving her crazy until she couldn't take it anymore. She loved being dominated. But even more so, loved seeing her girlfriend so desperate for her – for sex. It was fucking hot.
"Yeah?" Santana managed to breathe out, her voice betraying her effort to sound confident. "What are you gonna do?" She asked, an undeniable quiver of excitement escaping her throat.
Brittany's eyes darkened, and she leaned in slowly until her lips were pressed to Santana's ear, causing the Latina to shudder.
"First, you're gonna suck my cock." Brittany husked, her tone steady and full of purpose. "Then, you're gonna get on my bed, and you're gonna fuck yourself. Except, you can't come. If you're good, and you beg me enough, I might fuck you. If I think you've earned it. How's that sound?"
Santana's body was on fire with a mixture of fear and excitement. Mostly, it was a surge of exhilaration.
"And if I say no?" She tested.
Brittany raised and eyebrow and stepped closer so that their bodies were flush together.
"Then you're not getting any for a month." She rasped.
Santana's breath hitched. She knew Brittany was all talk, but in the moment it seemed real. She could not go a month without sex. Without Brittany inside her. Especially not in her hormonal state. She'd probably go insane.
In that moment, Santana dropped to her knees, fumbling impatiently with the buttons and fly until she tugged the pants down around Brittany's ankles. There was no teasing, no foreplay, and Brittany had certainly not been expecting for Santana to take her entire throbbing length down her throat in the first go.
Brittany lost her footing, almost falling on her ass. Thankfully Santana groped her ass and kept her in place, her head bobbing up and down in a hungry, frantic pace.
"Holy shit, you're getting way too good at that." Brittany breathed out, threading her fingers through Santana's hair.
She didn't even have to push her down anymore. Santana took all of her as if it were easy. As if it was nothing. She hardly gagged at all, and if Brittany had been observing right, it seemed as if she was actually starting to love giving her head.
"You love my cock, don't you baby?" Brittany cooed, barely keeping herself together.
Santana hummed in delight and didn't waste a second as she continued sucking and licking all over Brittany's delicious shaft. She could suck her cock all day and never get over it. She loved having such control, yet being in such a submissive position. She could sense Brittany losing herself, letting go. Her resolve crumbling as she got closer and closer to release.
"Look up. Look at me." Brittany pleaded, void of her usual demanding tone.
Santana looked up, mostly out of curiosity. Brown eyes shone with a glisten of surprise, and a lot of lust. She kept eye contact until she could tell that Brittany was on the edge. The blonde threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. Her load spurting into Santana's mouth.
"Oh fuck, San!" She whimpered, as the Latina expertly swallowed her entire load.
It took a while for her to come down from her high. Her breathing was ragged, her heart was pounding. She could get used to this.
"I love it when you come in my mouth." Santana admitted, almost shyly, licking her lips clean. "It makes me so wet; giving you head."
Brittany bit her lip and guided Santana upwards so that they were face to face.
"What else do you love?" She asked, placing a chaste kiss on her puffy, swollen lips.
"When you fuck me." Santana whispered seductively.
"Yeah?" Brittany teased.
"Uh huh." Santana nodded. "I love it when you fuck me hard, feeling you deep inside me." She said, her own words turning her on.
"Please?" Santana whimpered, thrusting her hips forward.
Brittany wanted nothing more than to give in. But she knew just what Santana was doing. She wasn't going to lose this one. Even if her girlfriend was being all sexy and needy. There was something about being needed by Santana that made her heart swell and dick throb at the same time. Romantic, right?
"But you were so bad before, baby. You can't always get what you want." Brittany convinced, sounding conversational.
Santana pouted. She was really pulling out all the stops tonight.
Brittany finally went to speak, but just as she opened her mouth, the bedroom door flung open and they scrambled apart.
"Oh god, ok, I did not see anything!" Mrs Pierce shouted, covering her eyes, slamming the door behind her.
Both Brittany and Santana had turned beet red, not knowing what to do.
"I- I was just going to say say dessert's ready!" Mrs Pierce yelled through the door.
"Looks like they've already got that sorted!" Came an older female voice from downstairs.
"Oh my God." Brittany face palmed. "I can't believe my Grandma just said that." She'd never been so embarrassed.
Santana looked horrified at first, but after a minute or so, she couldn't contain herself and let out a snort of laughter. Brittany's eyes bulged and Santana quickly covered her mouth, evidently still laughing.
"This is so not funny!" Brittany chastised. But Santana's laughter was infectious and she couldn't help but smile.
"Ha! See!" Santana teased, pointing accusingly at Brittany.
"You're making me laugh!" Brittany said back, shaking her head at her girlfriend. Knowing that this so was not a laughing matter.
"Naww, it's ok Britty Boo." Santana said in a baby voice, earning an eye roll off of Brittany, who tried to act as if she weren't amused.
"When you two are done canoodling there's some pie downstairs." Mr Pierce's voice came from outside the bedroom.
Santana smirked and mischievously at Brittany.
"I wonder if it's cream pie. That's my favourite." Santana husked, waggling her eyebrows comically.
"Saaan!" Brittany whined.
If anything Santana could see the effect she was having on the blonde, looking between her legs to see her penis standing tall once again.
"C'mon babe, just wear some loose pants or something, I wants to get my eats on, so that I can get my sweet lady fucking on." She said in her best ghetto voice.
"You did not just say that!" Brittany yelled in surprise, bursting out into laughter.
"You love it." Santana shrugged nonchalantly. "Now come on, pie awaits."
Brittany groaned, pulling on some underwear and pants. Wondering if she was going to get lucky at all tonight, because her dick was so not agreeing with her stomach's urge to eat. She knew what she wanted to eat and it wasn't pie.
They sat in the lounge room, alongside Brittany's family with full stomachs. Brittany and Santana were under a blanket, and Brittany's Grandma was fast asleep on a one seater couch.
"Well girls, we're off to bed and it's getting late, so don't stay up too much longer. Oh, and no more funny business, some people in this house enjoy sleeping." Mr Pierce said, followed by a knowing look from Mrs Pierce.
Brittany gave them a guilty smile and nodded.
"We'll be good. Promise." She said, nudging Santana playfully.
"Goodnight, thanks for dinner." Santana offered politely. She didn't want their little escapade to make Brittany's parents view her in a bad light.
They each received a kiss from Brittany's mum and waited in silence until the room was empty.
"Good one." Santana teased. "Now we have to be extra quiet when we get out mack on." She said with an exaggerated sigh.
"Who cares! Come on!" Brittany said, bouncing up and grabbing Santana's wrist, pulling her upstairs once again. It was like she couldn't wait and it was Christmas morning or something. Santana found it cute and strangely arousing.
Once inside Brittany's room, the blonde took no time ripping her own clothes off. Santana was a little shocked by the pace at first, but found herself just as eagerly undressing. They both stood, completely naked. Brittany was the first to pounce, mashing her lips together with Santana's. Their tongues battled desperately, their hips pressed together.
"Fuck!" Santana hissed, quiet enough not to be heard. She could feel the tip of Brittany's cock prodding at her clit.
"Mmm San, you're so wet. I bet I could just slide in." Brittany whispered hotly into Santana's ear.
"Oh fuck, please." Santana's hips bucked forward. More desperate than ever.
Brittany winced at the friction. Santana managed to impale herself on the head of her cock, just enough to fill her an inch.
"Sneaky." Brittany husked. It seemed Santana was outsmarting her at every turn. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it.
"Uhh, fuck B, let me ride you. Please, I wanna fuck you. I wanna slide up and down your big dick." Santana spoke low and urgently. She knew just what to say to get Brittany going and she was doing especially well tonight. Brittany couldn't hold back any longer. She'd always imagined and fantasised about Santana riding her, but was too shy to ask if she would.
"Ok..." Brittany agreed somewhat breathless.
She parted their bodies and stepped back, crawling onto the bed until she was lying on her back looking up at Santana.
"Stroke your cock." Santana said, standing at the edge of the bed.
"Wait wh-"
"Shh, just do it, Britt." Santana cut in, talking as quietly as she could while still managing to sound like she meant it.
Brittany couldn't deny that Santana's sudden change of play was really fucking hot. She just wasn't being used to being told what to do. Not like this. But she wasn't against learning. So she looked Santana in the eye as she gripped her dick. She took a deep breath and began to slowly stroke up and down, making sure to give Santana a show.
Santana watched, keeping an expression of indifference. She watched Brittany's every move, wishing that it was her own hand stroking her up and down.
"Please, I need your pussy babe." Brittany whined with a pout, picking up her pace. Knowing it'd turn Santana on. "Fuck, please." She hissed, rubbing herself raw. She didn't want to bring herself too close, she needed to last.
Santana's eyebrow perked at the display of desperation. Wondering if this is how Brittany felt every time they fucked. It really was gratifying; having control for once.
"Yeah? You want this tight pussy?" Santana teased, dragging her index finger through her folds, and bringing it to let lips. Tasting herself.
Brittany whimpered and pumped herself faster, she couldn't help it.
"Yes, so bad. Ride me, fuck me San." Brittany begged breathlessly.
With that, Santana prowled onto the bed and straddled Brittany's hips. She thrust down and coated Brittany's cock in her arousal. Both of them moaned at the contact.
"How about that cream pie?" Santana said in a playful, yet seductive voice.
Brittany looked up at her, staring in awe. Wondering whether she was being serious or not.
"C-can you do that? I mean, is it ok?" She asked, unsure and beyond turned on.
"Britt, I'm already pregnant." Santana reminded her, laughing quietly. "Plus, I know you want to. I do too, I loved feeling your cum inside me, filling me. I want it to drip down my thighs. Can you do that? Can you fuck me 'til you blow, baby?" Santana husked into Brittany's ear.
Brittany couldn't trust herself to speak, so instead she nodded and squared her hips so that she could enter Santana.
"I'll do it." Santana said, grabbing the base of Brittany's cock, guiding it slowly inside of her.
"Oh fuck." Brittany hissed. "More San. You're so warm and tight."
Santana smirked and sat up, allowing her girlfriend to get an even better view. She teasingly took her time, sliding down her shaft until finally reaching the base. Her eyes rolled back, she could never get over how amazing it was to be so full.
Brittany whimpered and bucked her hips. Santana gasped and pushed down on Brittany's stomach.
"Don't move, I'm fucking you remember?" She warned.
Brittany bit her lip and nodded, doing her best to stay still. Which was totally unfair. In her opinion.
"Mmm, you're so fucking hard." Santana groaned, creating a rhythm. It was new, but not that difficult. It actually felt really good from this position, Brittany felt even deeper than usual. It wasn't going to take Santana long to come.
"Faster baby, please?" Brittany asked, in that cute, polite way. Her eyes large and beckoning.
"You want me to fuck you fast, huh?" Santana said, slamming herself down from the tip to base.
"Holy shit!" Brittany gasped, covering her mouth with her hand and bit down.
Santana smirked and picked up her pace. She rocked as fast as she could, her tits bouncing as she thrust up and down. She tried not to let out any noise, but it was deeming impossible. She let out little whimpers and breathy moans. She seemed to be hitting that perfect spot.
"I'm gonna cum!" Santana whimpered, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter.
"Me too." Brittany replied, her breath hitching. "Fuck you look so hot right now. I'm gonna fill you up. Come on baby, cum all over my dick."
Santana let out a tiny squeal before bitting down on her tongue, her hips rutting uncontrollably as she impaled herself over and over, the pleasure almost unbearable. Just when she thought she could take no more she heard a hot, breathy moan and felt a warm liquid pooling inside of her.
"Oh God!" She moaned, falling forward on top of Brittany, the warmth now dripping from her pussy with Brittany still inside of her.
"B-Britt- OH! Fuck, fuck me, please oh shit I'm gonna cum again!" She bit down onto Brittany's shoulder and almost screamed when she felt Brittany pounding into her, hard and fast.
"Fucking slut." Brittany hissed into Santana's ear, knowing the dirty words would bring her closer and make her cum twice as hard. It seemed to work, Santana's pussy got tighter and started to squeeze her dick.
"Fuck, you're so good." Santana whispered, almost inaudible behind her uncontrollable arousal. She felt her walls quiver, an orgasm approaching even stronger than the last.
"I-I'm... fuck! Britt!" She winced into the crook of her girlfriend's neck as she came undone again. This time, it was so intense that she almost blacked out, her entire body shaking. It was a while before it subsided, the aftershocks causing her body to jolt every now and then.
"Holy crap." Brittany gasped when she finally pulled out.
Santana lifted her limp body and fell beside Brittany with an awe stricken expression on her face.
"Tell me again why I'm the dominant one." Brittany asked, smiling, completely dumbfounded.
"Fuck." Was all Santana could muster. "Fucking hell, B."
Brittany laughed softly and turned over to get a better look at her worn girlfriend.
"You liked that, huh?" Brittany asked, licking her lips.
"I fucking loved that." Santana corrected, having never felt more satisfied.
"I fucking love you." Brittany said, curling into Santana's side, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"I fucking love you more." Santana added playfully.
"Yeah yeah, now go to sleep you crazy sex monster." Brittany joked.
"I believe the term is 'pregnant'"
They both giggled under their breaths, now concerned with being heard. Until finally they fell asleep, sated and satisfied.