It was a miracle that they didn't get pulled over by any cops on the way home, but Quinn drove steadily, impressively, and before Rachel knew it, they were at her house, and she was about to get everything she had been asking for.
A slow smirk made its way to Quinn's face at Rachel's answer. That pretty much dispelled all her doubts. It was a good thing she wasn't a lightweight like Rachel, otherwise the drunkenness coupled with her hormones and the incredibly sexy distraction in her front seat would have ended up with the car veering off the road.
They ended up at her house in record time and Quinn quickly ushered Rachel into her house, taking note of her mom passed out in front of the TV. "I'm gonna get us some water," she murmured, pulling Rachel against her and blocking her view of Judy. "My room's the second door on the left and I expect you to be naked when I get up there." She playfully slapped Rachel's ass, directing her up the stairs. Once the door to her room closed, Quinn walked into the living room to drape a blanket over her mother's form and to shut the TV off.
She grabbed several bottles of water from the kitchen before hurrying up the stairs to her room. By the time she and Rachel were done, they'd definitely need it.
Quinn stepped into her room, making sure to close the door firmly and locking it. She'd be damned if there were any unwanted interruptions during this. She turned towards Rachel, jaw dropping and eyes widening as she did. She knew she'd told the girl to get naked but…wow.
Rachel was practically vibrating in anticipation, and the little smack to her backside didn't calm her any. She threw a saucy wink over her shoulder and disappeared up the stairs, making sure to add a little extra swagger in her hips, knowing Quinn would be watching.
Once she was in there, she took a second to observe her surroundings. It was nice, she decided, but she wasn't really there to look at the decor. No, she shrugged off the jacket and peeled off the rest of her skin-tight clothes, discarding them without thought until she was completely naked. But then, perching there on the edge of Quinn's bed, completely nude, she began to actually consider what she was doing.
Was she really about to have sex with this girl? A girl who had a very real, very hard, very big penis? Well, yes, because she only needed to cast a glance over to her panties to prove that she neededthis. She needed Quinn. Nobody else had worked her into such a state before, and really, Quinn had hardly touched her. But the nerves were creeping up now she was alone with her thoughts. She reached for the "leather" jacket, sliding her arms in and feeling her hard nipples brush the fabric inside, then she crossed her legs, protecting her modesty slightly.
When Quinn joined her with a few bottles of water in her hand, Rachel licked her own lips and looked up from the bed with dark eyes under her long lashes.
"I wanted to give you something to take off of me." she explained, referring to the jacket slung over her shoulders. She uncrossed her legs gracefully and reached out, tugging on Quinn's belt hard and pulling her forward. She leaned in, leaving a hot, lingering kiss against the skin above Quinn's pants and feeling the bulge in her pants respond to it. Her hand snaked up one of Quinn's clothed thighs as she pulled back again and looked up. "Are you sure you want this?" she asked, because Quinn had been concerned enough to give her the chance to say no too, and just because Quinn had that impressive bulge in her pants, didn't mean that she was totally ready.
Quinn didn't know how it was possible but the sight before her was almost better than total nakedness. Keyword being almost because she had yet to see Rachel totally naked and she didn't want to knock things before she even tried them.
She let herself be tugged between Rachel's legs, water bottles falling forgotten to the ground as her hands settled on the brunette's shoulders. She almost laughed at the question, she didn't think she could get any more turned on and Rachel was asking if she wanted this? Instead of laughing, she nodded vigorously, a small smile tugging at her lips.
"I don't think it's possible to want you more," she rasped as her right hand drifted down to part the leather jacket, exposing Rachel's breasts to her hungry gaze. "Yes, it's possible," she added absentmindedly, her eyes captivated by the pert breasts. She wanted to play with them, feel them in her mouth and tease them until Rachel was moaning and her nipples were hard and aching. But a part of Quinn was already hard and aching, ready to bury itself in Rachel's warmth.
"Lay back, Rachel," Quinn coaxed her as her hands came up to whip off her shirt and her bra. She reached into the back of her pants to retrieve the condom, flinging it onto her bedside table before divesting herself of her pants as well. Her boxers she kept for now to anchor herself. She wanted to make Rachel feel good before they moved on to the main event.
Quinn crawled onto the bed on top of Rachel, pressing kisses to each patch of smooth skin. Her hands came up to caress Rachel's thighs, moving slowly towards her center. "You're so hot," she breathed right before her mouth covered Rachel's right breast, the same time her hand finally reached her wetness. Wet. So, so incredibly wet. Her fingers slid through drenched folds, coming up to settle on her clit. Her teeth grazed a nipple as she started circling her fingers over Rachel's clit, her own hips grinding down into her sheets.
She ached to be inside of Rachel, just wanted to thrust in and start pumping away until they both came. But she really really wanted Rachel to come first though. With that, Quinn slowly eased two fingers into Rachel, pulling her mouth away to moan at how hot and wet and tight she was.
Rachel gasped, her breath getting caught somewhere between her chest and throat.
"Fuck, Quinn!" she cursed breathlessly as teeth scraped her sensitive nipple, causing it to strain into her mouth, and just as she did, dexterous fingers began to tease her wet center. Rachel's clit was already swollen and needy and Quinn's circles were making it all the better. She arched upwards into all the sensation Quinn had to offer. And God, Quinn had a lot to offer her. If those fingers felt this good then she could only imagine the things she could do with her cock.
So she learned a few things. Quinn was talented in the bedroom, and she didn't fit the stereotype for teenage boys. Granted, Quinn wasn't actually a teenage boy, but she had the goods, and so Rachel had expected to just be pounded into the mattress, if not the backseat of the car. And she was more than okay with it, hell she actually wanted it. But this… this exceeded her wildest expectations.
"Oh, Q…" she whimpered, rolling her hips against the long, slender fingers moving slowly inside her, clenching tightly around them. It was delicious, it was erotic and the movements inside her were beyond sensual. She fisted her hands into Quinn's hair and tugged her upwards, pulling her mouth away from her hardened nipples with a loud 'pop' that made her clench hard around Quinn's fingers.
Rachel pulled her into a heated, deep kiss of all tongue and teeth. Her hands disappeared from the soft hair they had held captive, moving down to the perky breasts that made her mouth water instead. She palmed both of them greedily, burying her face in Quinn's neck as her release approached rapidly. Her thumbs rolled over Quinn's pebbled nipples and for the first time since Quinn had pushed her back on the bed, she felt Quinn's erection pressing against her thigh. It was almost too much, too good, and God, she wanted it. She wanted to give Quinn the same pleasure she was currently receiving.
"You're so good, Quinn," she groaned, pulling her in for a final, clumsy kiss as her orgasm coiled tightly, forcing her muscles to tense all over; around Quinn, around the fingers stroking deeply inside her, doing some sort of magic. She teetered there for a moment, caught between the almost and the gone, and then finally, finally, the dam broke and her orgasm melted through her, dragging Quinn's name from her lips in a breathless, ecstatic moan. She rocked her hips against Quinn's talented hands, grinding her clit against Quinn's palm and sinking her nails into her shoulders as her jaw dropped open.
Each moan and whimper and breathless gasp of her name, coupled with the way Rachel tightened around her fingers, only served to spur Quinn on even further. She thrust deeper and curled her fingers, loving the gasp that elicited.
It wasn't long before Rachel came apart around her and Quinn broke their kiss to watch her as she did. She took in the way Rachel arched her back, hips rocking into Quinn's hand, the way she moaned in ecstasy, how her nails dug into Quinn's shoulders deliciously. Quinn groaned at the sight and the sensations and she dipped her head to lick and bite at Rachel's collarbone, fingers riding out her orgasm.
Finally, once Rachel had stilled and quieted, Quinn slowly pulled her fingers out. She brought her soaked fingers to her lips, running her tongue along them. God, she tasted good. She was tempted to just slide down the bed and start eating her out for all she was worth but with the way her cock was straining against Rachel's thigh, she knew she'd probably make a big mess before Rachel came a second time.
"Rachel," Quinn groaned into her ear, hips grinding into Rachel's center and soaking the front of her boxers. Her eyes flicked to the condom on the nightstand. "Put it on me." She needed to be inside her, needed to come so bad.
After that orgasm, she wasn't sure she could take any more, still trying to catch her breath as the aftershocks racked her body. However, she felt Quinn's clothed cock pushing insistently against her drenched center and all over again, she felt herself throbbing with need all over again.
The alcohol seemed to be working its way out of her system, she didn't feel drunk at all anymore. She could see and feel with clarity, and it was even better than before. She pushed herself back and looked at the mostly naked woman in front of her. She was absolutely gorgeous. Rachel could devour her there and then.
"Can you wait?" she whispered, pushing Quinn back against the pillows and shimmying her straining boxers down. They were wet from grinding against Rachel's center, soaked from her explosive orgasm. Rachel discarded them, throwing them in the direction of her own panties. There they were, both completely stripped down to their barest forms.
"Oh, wow…" she breathed, looking down at the entirety of Quinn's cock for the first time. She licked her lips and reached out, wrapping her fingers around the base and slowly moving upwards. It was soft, almost silky, yet hard, straining against her touch.
Just like Quinn had taken her fingers into her mouth, wet with the taste of Rachel's arousal, Rachel dipped her head low and guided the tip to her own lips. She had never done anything like this before, so she didn't spend an awful lot of time with Quinn in her mouth, but she swirled her tongue around the tip, then pressed a teasing kiss there. The flavor was interesting, something she wanted to try again sometime. But looking at Quinn's erection, she didn't think Quinn would last much longer if Rachel kept up her experimental touches, and God, she really did want it inside her.
She pulled back with an audible pop, then reached for the condom and tore the package with her teeth, looking up at Quinn with shy eyes now she was absolutely bare and sober. She rolled the rubber down over Quinn's stiff cock and bit down on her own swollen lip.
"I've never…" she didn't know how to say it. "You're just really big," she whispered and hoped Quinn understood what she meant; that she wanted to go slowly, just at first. And then Quinn could just go to town on her, wild, deep, rough; anything she wanted. Rachel wanted to be taken completely.
With protection in place, the brunette straddled Quinn's lap and took her pale hands, placing them on her hips. Then she draped her own arms around Quinn's neck, lightly rolling her hips against the head of the cock poised at her entrance, sliding her clit against the slight ridge of the head. She was ready to ride Quinn until they were both screaming.
"Fuck me, Quinn." she whispered beside Quinn's ear, teeth catching the lobe as she rolled her hips forward again. "I want you inside me."
Quinn's eyes slipped shut and her head fell back against the bed at the sensation of Rachel's tongue swirling around the tip of her cock. It was all she could do not to buck up into her mouth or reach down and guide Rachel. She twisted her hands in her sheets, letting out a strangled groan. If Rachel kept this up, she would blow her load in seconds
Fortunately, a condom was soon being rolled over her aching erection, the feel of the rubber calming her libido down somewhat. The revelation that Rachel hadn't done this before, whether this was sex in general or just taking someone as big as her, Quinn wasn't quite sure. What she was sure of though was that she needed to take it slow and not just go ramming into her like a brute.
"I'll be careful," she assured her, pressing a soft kiss to the underside of her jaw as Rachel settled over her. But then Rachel was telling her to fuck her and rolling her hips against her and God, she really needed to stop doing that if she wanted Quinn to take it slow. She tightened her grip on Rachel's hips, stilling her movements, as one hand moved down to guide her tip to her entrance.
"Ready?" she asked breathlessly. At Rachel's confirmation, she gently began to push in. Her eyes slammed shut at the feeling of Rachel's tight walls clenching around her. Her eyes fluttered open, taking in the look on the other girl's face, before she leaned forward to lick a path from her collarbone to her neck. "So tight." She slowly continued pushing in until all eight inches of her were buried in Rachel.
She gave her a few minutes to get adjusted to the feeling, kissing and licking along her neck and breasts while one hand plucked and teased at a nipple. "Jesus," she gasped when she felt Rachel clench around her. She took that as her sign to start moving again and started a slow but steady pace, using the hand on Rachel's hip to guide her up and down her cock.
Rachel tightened around her again and that effectively destroyed her filter. "You feel so good around me, Rachel," she murmured in awe. "Your pussy's so tight. So wet."
But no, this position wouldn't do. It didn't give her the leverage she wanted. In a flash, Quinn rolled them over so Rachel was on her back and her hands were on either side of Rachel's head, her cock still deep inside her. Better. Quinn pulled one of Rachel's legs around her waist, biting her lip at the change in sensation. She pulled out almost entire before plunging back in with more force and quickening her thrusts. She slanted her mouth over Rachel's, all teeth and tongue and heavy breaths. "This feel good, Rachel?" she rasped into her ear.
Rachel whimpered as Quinn first entered her, but as promised, she went slowly, allowing Rachel to get used to it and set her own pace, helped by Quinn's hands guiding her hips. She loved the closeness of the position, she loved how deep Quinn could reach, but she needed more. She needed it harder, faster, and Quinn seemed to sense it. Or maybe she just needed the same thing. Either way, without removing her cock, Quinn flipped them until Rachel had her back to the mattress again and Quinn had brand new leverage. It was unbelievable, the movement, and her walls fluttered around the hard flesh moving inside her.
"Oh God, so good…" she managed to grit out, answering Quinn's husky question, though it was difficult to get any sort of coherent sentence out when she had Quinn's dick inside her, fucking her relentlessly. So much better than the fingers, and they were fucking glorious. She clenched hard around Quinn, wrapping both legs around her hips and clinging desperately to the cock bringing her to new heights of pleasure. Quinn's name fell from her lips over and over as she arched and writhed and strained to get more and more of the wonderful sensation inside her, breath catching each time Quinn would push in deep enough for her clit to bump against her pelvic bone.
"Baby, harder!" she cried out, dragging her nails down the curve of Quinn's back. It was slightly sweaty from the heat they were creating and the effort Quinn was putting in to fuck Rachel into oblivion. She forced her near-black eyes open and looked down between them, to where Quinn entered her repeatedly.
"Oh my…" she trailed off as she watched her pussy take all eight inches of cock Quinn had to offer, and she pulled on the sides of Quinn's hair, unable to get her request out coherently. She forced Quinn's eyes to where her own were looking, her swollen lips right beside her ear. "Look," she groaned low in her throat, walls clamping down on the thick cock inside her. She knew Quinn loved it when she tightened like that around her.
The sight of Quinn's erection pounding into her slick heat propelled her closer to her orgasm, but she held on for Quinn, pressing hot, wet kisses against her shoulders; even being bold enough to mark her collarbone possessively.
"Tell me how you feel," she breathed against Quinn's slightly damp skin as she rode her cock for all she was worth.
Harder, she'd said. Quinn was all too eager to comply. She pounded mercilessly into Rachel, loving all the little sounds and gasps she managed to elicit from her. Pitch-perfect even while being fucked.
When Rachel tugged at her hair and told her to look, she did and she gasped at the sight of Rachel's pussy taking all of her so eagerly. Experimentally, she slowed down, just to watch her dick go into Rachel. God, that was hot. And a little bit narcissistic. She'd have to fuck her in front of a mirror one of these days.
Quinn groaned, her head falling into the crook of Rachel's neck to make her own mark. How was she supposed to think and talk at the same time her dick was inside Rachel? She thrust harder into the girl below her, a little bit frustrated at her request. But she did it anyway. "You're amazing," she managed to say. "Could fuck you for days." She closed her eyes, imagining all the other ways, places she could fuck her. The images almost pushed her over the edge but she held back. She didn't want to come before Rachel did. The way she would arch up against her and moan and tighten would be a surefire way to push her into an orgasm.
"Come for me, Rachel," she breathed into her ear, one hand reaching down to trace tight circles against her clit before pinching it hard. As Rachel came below her, she felt walls clamp down on her harder than before and that was enough to send her hurtling towards the edge. She lost all sense of rhythm and was soon spilling herself into the condom.
She collapsed on top of Rachel, feeling satiated and boneless. Slowly, Quinn pulled out, moaning at the feel of the tightness around her, as if Rachel didn't want her to go. God, that would have probably been enough to make her hard again if she wasn't so spent. "Wow," she gasped, rolling off of Rachel onto her back.
Rachel's breathing was labored as she tried to come back to Earth. Her climax was like none other, stronger than the first one by a long shot. She had cried out Quinn's name breathlessly, hardly able to get her words out with Quinn's fingers clamped down on her clit harshly and her cock ramming into her mercilessly, all sense of rhythm long gone. Rachel's pussy spasmed hard throughout her own orgasm until she had nothing left to give, and she was left gently milking Quinn's cock as the pink-haired woman emptied herself inside Rachel. Once she pulled out though, Rachel felt empty. She missed having Quinn inside her; even went as far as wondering how the sensations would change were they not separated by a condom.
"Yeah," she agreed, stretched out and utterly spent on Quinn's bed, marked and hot and absolutely bare. And finally satisfied, with that hunger quelled for the moment, Rachel's mind began functioning normally again. Her eyes slid down to where Quinn's soft cock rested against her thigh, and finally, it occurred to her that Quinn having a penis was odd. But still, she had other things in the forefront of her mind.
She slung her leg over one of Quinn's and let her hands fall over her own breasts comfortably, shielding them.
"So you think I'm amazing." she chuckled quietly as she began to remember. That wasn't exactly what she had expected when she asked how Quinn felt. She had expected a slur of how tight she was, how deep her cock was. The unexpected surprise was even better. "That's pretty interesting." she smirked lazily, looking over to her… what could she even call Quinn? Friend? No. They were way past friends. But she had no idea what the few hours that had all led up to this point meant to Quinn. Though if she could fuck Rachel for days… perhaps this was more than a one night stand?
Quinn quickly took care of the condom, tossing it in the bin by her bed. She rolled back just as Rachel slung her leg over one of hers. She smiled at the comfortable weight but rolled her eyes at the way Rachel covered her breasts. Considering that just a few minutes ago, she'd been dick deep in Rachel and fucking her as hard as she could, it was kind of funny.
Her brow furrowed slightly. Had she called Rachel amazing? Oh, right. "You can hardly blame me for the nonsense I say in the heat of the moment," she said teasingly, lazily trailing a hand up and down Rachel's arm. "But yeah, I guess you're pretty amazing." She shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.
She rolled off the bed, bending down to grab two of the discarded water bottles. "Here." She offered it to Rachel, a proud smirk on her lips. "You must be pretty thirsty what with all the screaming." It was a huge boost to her ego that she'd made Rachel sound like that, made her come like that.
Her eyes trailed down Rachel's naked form, taking it in greedily as she chugged at her water bottle. She tossed the bottle aside before diving back into bed, pulling up the covers over them. "Here you go, Princess," she said with a smile. "To preserve your modesty," she teased. Before she even realized what she was doing, she'd leaned forward to press a soft, affectionate kiss to Rachel's lips, totally different to all the other kisses they'd shared so far.
"My hero." she teased right back as she effectively snuggled into the bed that had smelled so strongly of Quinn before. Now the room smelled undeniably of them, together. She could get used to it.
She was about to thank Quinn for the water, but before she could, she was caught off guard by a kiss unlike any of the ones that came before it. Quinn had traded in the demanding kisses of all tongue and teeth for something soft that warmed Rachel's heart and caused her to blush, of all things. How embarrassing, after everything they had just done.
"You're amazing too, you know." she said conversationally, though softly. "The sounds you dragged from me…" her cheeks grew hotter and she couldn't bring herself to meet Quinn's eyes, almost embarrassed. Almost. "You made me feel like an animal." she confessed, her voice uncharacteristically husky for a second. Because nobody could make Rachel lose her inhibitions the way Quinn had in a single evening. Her hand drifted lower, lightly tracing the length of Quinn's dick with her fingertips, teasingly. A very large part of the reason she lost so much control that night. She laughed under her breath when she felt it twitch, but she let her hand wander back upwards, because if Quinn got hard again, Rachel would be down on her knees or Quinn's hand would be getting her there herself, because after two mind blowing orgasms, there was no way Rachel could take Quinn again so soon.
"I owe you a very happy wake up call. To even the score." she joked with a slight smirk as she snuggled right into Quinn's side, as if it was her rightful place. She dropped a series of sweet kisses along the curve of Quinn's shoulder; slow, soft, affectionate, before hiding her face there and letting her eyes fall shut. "'m tired, babe." she whispered, adopting the affectionate term out of nowhere.