AN: So this is the a quick short update for those wanting it. I was inspired. I wish to add a visible Quinn section next but we shall see.
"Fuck! Quinn. Quinn. Quinn. Quiiiiin. Oooooh."
Rachel has been enjoying her time with Quinn. Since learning her name there hasn't been a word she's said more, and Quinn doesn't want it any other way. She's currently pounding into Rachel's pussy in their favorite spot against the mirror. After the first time she took Rachel against it, she has frequently caught her leaning against it with her fingers in her pussy, moaning her name. She's only human, sort of, how was she supposed to resist a warm and slick pussy? From the sounds Rachel was making, she wasn't suppose to. She just fucked her whenever Rachel presented to her, and sometimes when she didn't. Like last week, for example.
Quinn was bored so she followed Rachel to her place of employment. Turns out Rachel was some Broadway star currently playing a big role. Well, she would be when the show actually opened, but right now she was just in practice. Watching Rachel perform on that stage excited Quinn, and her voice… She knew Rachel could hold her breath for an extended period of time, but she never thought it had more practical uses that didn't involve deep-throating her dick. Since she started fucking Rachel she was so accustomed to getting sex whenever she wanted it and she wanted it now.
Making her way to the stage, and standing behind Rachel; she only wanted to touch what was hers. Sliding her arm across Rachel's waist, she cupped her sex. A mischief smirk forming when she felt Rachel stiffen up. Slowly sliding her other hand up the front of Rachel's shirt she heard, whispered, something she'd never tire of hearing.
"Quinn."
There was no question. Just a statement. Rachel knew it was her hands that were making her wet. As she pressed the clothes between her hands and Rachel's delicious pussy she could feel how her touch was affecting her. This only managed to make Quinn harder. She let her dick rub along Rachel's clothed ass. She knew Rachel could feel her. She was shuddering with need right. Quinn wondered if she could somehow fuck Rachel right here on the stage in front of the rest of her cast mates. That would be so hot. Making her moan and cum in front of people that would only see her coming unraveled.
Deep in thought, she almost missed Rachel calling for a break and running toward her dressing room. She knew Rachel was a slut for her cock. She couldn't even finish her rehearsals without taking a cock-break. Quinn couldn't fault her she wanted to feel that pussy squeezing her dick just as much as that pussy wanted to be stuffed with her 8 inches.
Approaching Rachel's dressing room, she noticed the door was slightly open. Smiling to herself, Quinn entered the room, closing the door behind her, causing Rachel to look towards it.
"I know it's you Quinn I felt your dick against my ass. That wasn't nice interrupting my rehearsal like that. What if someone noticed?"
If only Rachel knew how bad Quinn wanted someone to notice her dirty little slut. Quinn wishes she could tell Rachel all this as well, but showing her will have to do. Walking up to her and falling to her knees, she wanted to taste Rachel. Gliding her hands up Rachel's legs and over her ass stopping only to squeeze it, she pulled Rachel towards her watering mouth. Pulling down the panties that covered her prize she left them around Rachel's ankles. The sweet smell of Rachel always drove her crazy. She needed to taste her.
Using her tongue, she swiped Rachel's sex causing her to jump. Parting her folds with her tongue licking up to her clit and slowly twirling her tongue around it.
"Quinn. Ohhh."
Hearing her name being moaned drove her forward. Licking her tongue down from Rachel's clit to tease her pussy's entrance. It was grasping for her tongue. It wanted to be filled. Sliding her tongue in her, she began to tongue fuck Rachel. Fucking her name from her lips with her tongue. She was ready to slow down and tease her clit more. She wanted her to beg for it, but there was a knock on the door.
"Rachel?"
Hearing the knock Rachel jumped back landing in her dressing room chair, causing it to spin a bit. "Yes?" she called out.
"I heard some noises are you okay?"
How was she supposed to answer that when her invisible lover was back between her legs? She just wanted to cum and for the intruder to fuck off. Just as she was about to tell him such a thing she felt Quinn's tongue around her clit.
"I'm Fineeeee. Ooooh" She tried to hold that moan back, but she couldn't. She was about to cum with someone standing outside her door and the thought alone was about to push over the edge.
"Are you sure? Maybe I should just come in."
"No! Ooh. I'm cu—cumming!" And she came, hard, on Quinn's tongue.
"Rach?"
Quickly trying to compose herself, she panted, "I'm coming out." Hearing the person behind the door walk away she relaxed against the chair. That was the most intense orgasm of her life. Catching her breath, she stood and pulled up her damp panties. She was going to think about this for the rest of rehearsal.
"I have to go Quinn, but when I get home…" And she was gone.
That was the most fun Quinn had in a while and even though she didn't get to cum she was truly satisfied with herself.
"Fuck! Cumming."
Feeling Rachel's walls squeezing her dick Quinn was brought back to the present. The memory and the snug fit of Rachel's squeezing pussy caused Quinn to cum. Spraying the inside of Rachel's pussy with her surprisingly visible baby batter. Pulling her soft dick from Rachel's pussy she watched her slink to the floor spent. Sitting beside her, she wrapped her arms around her pulling her close.
Feeling the kiss to her forehead Rachel sighed. "Oh, Quinn. I wish I could hear your voice and see the face of the person that fucks me so well."
Hearing Rachel's wish made Quinn smile. Soon enough Rachel will get her wish.