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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Quinn_Fabray/Santana_Lopez
  Character:
      Santana_Lopez, Quinn_Fabray, Noah_Puckerman
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence, Girl_Penis, Smut, Underage
      Drinking, Dubious_Consent, Unplanned_Pregnancy
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-01-19 Words: 3629
****** Beths conception ******
by EvilRegalswan
Summary
     This is how i imagined beth should have been concieved. Please enjoy.
     This work is complete.
Santana stood by herself at the drinks table mixing together a vodka tonic for
herself, a wine cooler for B, and a water for their uptight friend Quinn. It
had been a long day already with Man hands throwing herself at Finnocence, and
Quinn’s jealous rantings ringing in her ear all day. She didn't even get to
have sexy times with B in the girls third floor bathroom cause of her. At the
end of the day, frustrated beyond belief Santana suggested that they go to
Pucks party. Since Puckerman's mom was always gone with his sister, his house
parties were always the place to be. Drugs, alcohol, sex, and the occasional
loser hooking up with a jock while the others laughed due to how drunk they all
were.
Knocking back her shot, brown eyes gazing across the mass of people crowding
the living room. Santana decided to move upstairs as the noise was giving her a
headache. The party was beginning to bore her as she didn’t have Brittany with
her to grind against. The dancers grandmother they discovered had come to visit
that day cutting their afterschool “studying" obsolete. That just left her and
Q to attend Puck's little soiree. As soon as they had entered the cluster of
bodies the two had separated in search of drinks since B was going to show up
later, then the Latina had lost the blond all together.
Walking up the stairs pushing past some mini Cheerios who were whoring
themselves out to the jocks around them, Santana tried to find someplace quiet
to clear her head. With the heat of the room and the smell of sweat, booze and
sex on the air Santana was feeling very cranky. Pushing through the last
cluster of people that were blocking the upstairs, she began her jiggle and tug
search. Looking for an empty room she tried each door, first jiggling the door
knob to see if it was unlocked or not and if a door was unlocked tugging the
door open to see if some idiot was inside passed out. All together there were
five rooms including the bathroom. So far four of the rooms were occupied by
horny teenagers. Coming to the last door, she paused as she heard a familiar
husk coming from inside. Pressing her ear to the door to get a better insight
as to who it was she listened in for a moment.
"Come on Q, just one more...what’s one more going to hurt."
"No Pucker *hiccup* man...jusss...go way...fore I kick you."
"Oh, I did not know you were so kinky Quinny" Puck teased
"Fuck off, second string." Quinn growled.
Laughing at what she was hearing Santana gripping the knob quietly pushed the
door open needing to see this with her own two eyes just for the blackmail
factor alone of miss priss being tipsy. Inside the room Puck lay propped up on
some frilly pillows that laid against the backboard of his mothers bed, a case
of wine coolers beside him, and queen bee herself swaying in front of the
dresser mirror across the room. The contemplative look on the blonds face gave
Santana an idea on what was going through the blonds head. Her friend was
feeling more insecure then usual in that moment, and being the light weight
that she knew Quinn was, the Latina knew that if she left her and puck alone it
would not end in smiles and rainbows.
"Puckerman," Santana called out loud enough to gain the boys attention. Puck
smiled lecherously at the brunette when he saw her. Apparently he thought that
smile was sexy, rolling her eyes at the boys confidence she jerked her head
towards the hall, "there is a group of cheerios looking for a wet t-shirt
contest judge. Interested?" She lied, convincingly. Watching as his eyes lit up
at the image she had just put in his head Santana rolled her eyes at the
gullibility of guys. 'Always thinking of the next conquest, typical' She
thought.
Stepping out of his way as he bound off the bed in search of the fabled wet t-
shirt contest, Santana entered the room and took Pucks spot. Being sure as she
entered the room to close the door so that none of the losers outside would try
to intrude on her peace and quiet with her sullen friend.
"Am I fat?" Quinn asked.
"N..." Santana started to answer thinking that the blond knew that puck had
left.
"shut it Puckerman...the question was rhetorical." Quinn snapped out still
staring at herself in the mirror.
Chuckling at the thought of anyone mistaking her for the man whore, Santana
tried again, "Q..."
"I said shut up...besides what do you care? Finn doesn't want me, you don't
want me...not even my parents really want me." the blonds voice trailed off at
the last few words.
"That's not true, Quinn." Santana felt sympathy for her friend, she knew what
it was like to have deep insecurities about looks, her parents only
acknowledged her when it was convenient for them to do so.
"Yes it is, if I am not some perfect carbon copy of my sister, or if I wasn't
head cheerio." Placing the empty bottle in her hand on dresser top, Quinn
turned stumbling her way to the bed for another. Tripping over her own two feet
she landed awkwardly face first on top of the comforter her hand landing on
Santana's jean covered crotch. The action causing the brunette to shift
uncomfortably and a blush to grace her cheeks. Feeling Quinn's hand twitch as
the blond tried to right herself on the bed, the brunette held her breath as
her member stirred. Inside of her head she was cursing her lack of fore thought
about wearing her special underwear with the slightly baggy jeans.
Shuffling into a seated position next to "Pucks" body with a fresh wine cooler
in her hand Quinn was silent for a moment. Lost in her head as she took another
drink of the lemonade flavored beverage, her hand absentmindedly picked at the
uniform she had on. A light flush was on her cheeks reaching down to her
cleavage from the alcohol she had consumed and the fact that when she had
fallen she had felt his...thing harden. It had felt good to know she had caused
that reaction out of him. A darker blush graced her cheeks at the thought of
that, the blond decided she was clearly not drunk enough to be thinking like
she was. Tipping the bottle back she finished her freshly opened drink in one
pull quickly reaching for another one.
"Quinn, I think maybe you have had enough." Santana stated firmly a worried
look on her face watching as her friend drank one bottle after the other with
barely any pause.
Pulling the last bottle from her lips and setting it on the night stand Quinn
steeled herself for what she was about to do. In her drunk state she began to
rationalize that she would just make out with Puck then do what she did with
Finn. Pull away to pray. She would keep her clothes on, no one would know.
Since Finn is off chasing that stupid hobbit...probably sleeping with the
hobbit as she was sitting here moping away, feeling fat and ugly. With a new
surge of confidence from her inner ramblings Quinn turned, pressing her lips
against surprisingly soft fuller ones. 'maybe puck uses chap stick.' she
thought.
Deeply worried about her friends mental state, Santana opened her mouth to say
something when Quinn suddenly attacked her. Eyes wide with surprise as the
normally prudish older girl kissed her, the Latina was unresponsive. Her brain
trying to catch up with the actions that was happening to her body. Reaching
forward she gripped Quinn by her shoulders and pulled her back.
"Q, whaa?" Santana asked
"Please just kiss me, I am tired of feeling fat and ugly. I don’t want to be
the stuck up prudish bitch that Santana calls me all the time. So please just
shut up and kiss me."
Santana thought deeply as she stared at Quinn, her eyes taking in the
vulnerable look she felt torn. Should she give in, getting her mack on with the
blond or should she leave. The wait seemed unbearable as tears welled up in the
blonds eyes, so Santana made a decision. Pulling Quinn to her she kissed her
pulling the blond on top, allowing Quinn to set the pace.
Moaning into the kiss straddling the body beneath her a new feeling rose up in
Quinn, pride and sexiness, she was wanted by someone. Laying her body flat
against "Pucks" Quinn trailed her hand down the contours of "his" body. She was
surprised at how soft his upper half felt. She thought he would have been more
firm with the build of his body. Dipping her hand under his shirt she scratched
her nails against taunt abs, loving the grunt that followed her touch, a gasp
escapes from her lips as she feels him grind into her. Her hips responding in
kind as sensation took over thought.
"Uh." Santana grunted grinding against the blond above her. "Q" she husked out
as Quinn became more bold with her touches. Urges she only felt with Brittany
began to rise along with her hard on. Sucking on her pulse point, her hands
gripped the blonds hips, pushing for the blond to lay on her back. Pressing
their lips together her hands rubbing up the blonds thighs Santana pulled
against Quinn's top wanting it off. Both girls began to shed their clothing
between shared kisses. Finally down to the last article of clothing Santana
pulled back, her right hand trailing down, marveling at the naked beauty under
her. Reaching the blonds lace panties a groan fell from her lips. "Fuck Q, your
so wet, is that all for me baby? Hmm?" Santana husked rubbing the blond over
her lace underwear.
"Mmmm... please" Quinn moaned out quivering under the other girls touch, her
eyes squeezed closed as she reveled in the pleasurable sensations.
"What do you want Quinny?" Santana purred stretching her body over the blonds
placing kisses against soft skin as she teased the blond.
Not sure of what she was being asked but knowing that what ever it was she
needed it badly. Alabaster hips jumped against the light pressure that was
applied to her core. A shiver of pleasure traveling up her body as she
attempted to gather her jumbled thoughts. Whimpering with need she pleaded once
again. "P-please...touch."
"Where, Quinny, where do you want me to touch?" The husky voice above her
asked, their lips that were sucking on her right nipple vibrated against her
heated flesh as teeth nipped at her nub. Licking her dry lips, her mind
spinning in circles as her hips grinded the finger that teased her so meanly.
Quinn's body was begging for relief to the point that any anger she had felt
earlier at puck grew ten fold. Though if she had known who she was actually
with the blond might have been even more angry in her frustrations. That was
after she had questioned the brunette about her anatomy.
"Stop teasing and fucking touch me, or else I...Uhhhhhhh." Quinn gasped out the
moan as a finger pressed against her clit cutting her off completely.
"Is this where you want me to touch you?" Santana asked, subtly moving her
thumb in small
circles against the throbbing bundle of nerves. Kissing her way over and around
the different spots of Quinn's body, slowly discovering the blonds hot spots a
smirk played around the brunettes lips at the sounds that were coming from the
writhing blond. Scraping her teeth lightly against the inside of her thighs
sucking on the skin leaving hickies in her wake, Santana groaned in delight at
the smell of the blonds arousal, her erection so hard it was almost painful as
it twitched with every pleasurable noise that passed the blonds swollen lips.
Reaching her covered sex Santana curled her fingers into the edge of the
waistband and peeled the soaked lace panties off of Quinn's swollen sex. The
cool air that hit the glistening pussy before her caused the aroused blond to
shiver with a plead of, "More."
Laying on her stomach in between the blonds legs, Santana kissed and nipped
lightly at the swollen flesh as she settled more comfortably in her position.
Scooting the blond closer to her, groaning as she delved her tongue in between
the labia gathering the blonds sweet nectar loving how sweet it tasted, the
Latina knew she had to have more. Twirling her tongue around Quinn's entrance
gathering more of her nectar Santana wasted no time as she curled and twisted
her tongue around her clit. Using the tip of her tongue to flick the pleasure
button, she has to grab Quinn by her hips to keep the humping blond in place. A
hand curling in her hair pulling her closer Santana released a groaned as she
shoved her tongue deep inside of Quinn. Moaning as she pumped her tongue in and
out of Quinn. The sounds in the room echoing past the door as Quinn climbed
higher and higher to her orgasm.
"oh, oh, oh...yesss...yess... God what are you...ohhh right there...dont
stoppppp" Quinn shouts as the knot in her stomach tightens. Her toes curling as
Santana's tongue thrust in twisting motions inside her velvet heat and how her
nose hit the blonds clit at the same time. Gasping for breathe as it all became
too much for the blond the hand she had on Santana's head tightens pulling her
closer till with one final push against her clit Quinn free falls.
"Fuck Mee!" Quinn shouts to the heavens as her body arches off the bed, her
center pressed tightly against Santana’s face as her walls grip the brunettes
tongue.
Helping Quinn ride out her orgasm Santana pulled her tongue out with one final
swipe against the twitching blonds clit. Standing from the bed she sheds her
boxers releasing her 'lil s', much to her relief. It had been hard not to cum
when she was eating Quinn out, the blond was so sexy. It was very questionable
to the latina that she had never once considered the blond as a bed partner
till now. Climbing back on the bed once again settling between the blonds legs
slowly she stroked her cock watching as the blond came down from her high.
"Fuck me..." Quinn breathed out as the last of the tremors in her body died
away her body lax and legs spread.
Hearing those words, Santana took it as an invitation but wanted to be sure.
She was so turned on it hurt. Placing the head of her member against Quinn's
slit she ran it up and down coating it in the blonds cum. Hearing Quinn moan
out as her hips jerked in response to Santana's touch. Santana took that as a
go ahead. Lining her cock up with Quinn’s entrance, Santana pushed.
"Ughh...fucking tight baby" she groaned as the head of her dick slipped into
the tightest pussy she had ever felt. If it was any question that Quinn was a
virgin, the tightness of her pussy was evidence enough that she had not been
touched. Breathing hard, holding still with just her head inside of the blond,
Santana gathered herself. The small squeal that she had heard from Quinn when
she pushed her head in had the Latina on the edge.
Moving her hips back and forth softly Santana slipped into the blond more and
more with every thrust forward. She was half way in when she was met with
resistance. . "Jesus," Santana breathed out.
"Dont stop!" Quinn shouted in a slurred voice her legs wrapping around
Santana's ass on instinct as she pulled the body on top of her into a
desperate, needy, lust filled kiss.
Sliding out of the slick tight passage that clenched at her meat so nicely
Santana waited for a moment before driving her dick home. Ripping away her best
friends hymn with one thrust forward, buried ten inches deep she marvels at how
close to cumming she is as Quinn's walls squeeze her just right. The feeling is
new. Usually when she has sex its with a condom, but at the moment she was raw.
A worrying thought entered Santana's quickly sobering mind.
"Q, you are on the pill right?...Fuckkkk..." Santana groaned out losing her
breath as Quinn started to move. The blonds hips grinding, undulating against
lil s causing Santana to almost lose her mind.
"J-just pull out" Quinn rasps out wrapping her arms around Santana forcing the
brunette into a kiss as their bodies began to move together. Pulling herself
almost all the way out only to slam back in Santana broke the kiss as she
started a slow but torturously delicious rhythm. Both of them panting and
moaning as Santana worked her cock in and out of the blond, her slow but hard
thrusts ensuring that Quinn felt every inch of her meat.
"Harder" Quinn grunts out her nails digging into Santana's back at the pressure
she felt building. She needed more.
Thrusting harder, and deeper into the blond, nibbling on her ear lobe Santana
began to brag into Quinn's ear. "Uhh...you fucking like that dont you?...me
fucking you?"
"God yes...Umphhh." Quinn panted out meeting Santana thrust for thrust.
Grinding her hips in circle eight motions as she pounded harder into Quinn, her
hips pistoning into the blond getting closer and closer to her release. The
Latina was in heaven as she drove her cock into Quinn listening to the moans
and wails that came from the blond. The knocking of the head board against the
wall as their fucking shook the bed.
"You want my fucking cock don't you? You fucking slut...ughh you gonna cum
Quinny? You gonna cum on my cock?" Santana gritted out through clenched teeth
the sounds of skin slapping roughly against skin joining the noise in the room
as the brunette finally bottomed out in the tight blond.
"Oh..oh...oh...fuck...fuck you...not gonna cummm...oohhh shit
fuck...you...lima...Loser" Quinn screamed out as her walls tightened around the
cock inside of her like a vice. Her orgasm crashing over her without her
permission.
"Dont you fucking lie bitch...I feel you coming," Holding the blonds hips to
the mattress Santana with a new determination began to fuck the blond as hard
and as fast as she could go. Her words following each thrust of her cock into
the blond as her stomach and balls tightened. The bed shaking so hard that a
dent began to form in the wall and the bottles on the nightstands fell to the
carpet.
"You think you can cum on my dick with out my fucking permission you ungrateful
slut..." Driving Quinn towards a second orgasm their moans and wails filled the
air as her cock sawed in and out of the blond. " You begged for my cock...call
me a loser...fuck gonna cum...uh uh uh oh fuck oh fuck...gonna fill your slutty
hole up..." Santana groaned feeling her cock swell and her balls tighten
painfully as she held back her release as long as possible.
"Oh uhhh,...pullout pullout pullout...dont stop pull out..." Quinn cried out
trying to fight her approaching orgasm. Feeling Quinn’s walls grip her cock in
a vice Santana pulled out once more till just the head was inside, groaning
deeply. "Fucking look at me...Q...look at me...let me see what Miss bible
thumper looks like when I cum in her." With that last word Santana drove her
cock hard into Quinn, a deep moan escaping her as she tensed; her orgasm
washing over her body as she stared into Quinn’s startled eyes, watching as the
hbic fell into an orgasm as her seed left her cock filling the blond. Pressing
her cock hard and deep into the blond keeping it there as all of her cum left
her Santana collapsed on top of the blond. Her cock still twitching with
release as it flooded out of her. Never before has she come so hard.
Quinn passed out from the intensity of her last orgasm. Small whimpers leaving
her throat as warmth continued to blossom inside of her. Feeling like someone
had shoved a warm gallon of goo inside of her she dreamed of nothing. Exhausted
both girls fell asleep connected. Inside of Quinn how ever a party was just
beginning as Santana's "boys" began to make there way up inside to the very
unsuspecting fertile egg dropping down Quinn’s fallopian tube.
The next morning before dawn Santana woke with a start the feeling of something
heavy pressed against her shocking her into the land of wakefulness. Shoving
the body off of her she became aware of four things. 1) she was buck naked. 2)
Puckerman was shirtless and passed out on her right. 3) Quinn was on her left
also buck naked and they had been cuddling. And 4) she had one hell of a hang
over.
Grabbing her clothes she quickly got dressed and left. Not wanting to be a part
of the backlash of the night she only remembers bits and pieces of. Closing the
front door to Pucks house, she breathed in deeply dawning her shades that she
carries on her person for such emergencies as this and sauntered towards
Brittany's house to try that raw stuff with her B.
The End
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