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Step Aside Please	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 21378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Step Aside Please
- 1
“Step aside, please.” the guard said.
“Huh? Why?” Quinn Fabray asked, puzzled.
“Just stand over there. I need to do a hand search,” the guard replied, tersely but kindly. So, Quinn obeyed. She wanted to get on her plane in plenty of time, but the guard was gorgeous so Quinn decided she wouldn’t mind.
Then she realized another part besides her brain had noticed the hot brunette security guard, Rachel Berry according to her nametag. Yes, her cock was trying to escape its confines, and, even though she prided herself on her control, she could already tell it was going to be hard to tamp it down enough. TSA Officer Rachel Berry was really, really hot!
She was all exotic beautiful face, clearly the perfect-sized perky tits stretching her button-down shirt, unusually long legs for such a petite girl, and—shit! —an ass that was oh so tight and—
Quinn began to panic.
She had gone through her normal routine of tucking her cock between her ass cheeks snugly, and normally that worked. She had a very tight ass, and she was hung. Not a lot of women went for an intersex woman under ordinary circumstances, but as soon as they got a look at Quinn’s 9 inches a good number of them changed their minds very quickly. When Quinn was working she was very good and serious about her job, but when she played she played with abandon.
But, now, Quinn needed to stay hidden. This was not the time or place to reveal herself since she knew from experience that if her bulge were to be detected security would not only suspect but assume it was something it most definitely wasn’t. Damn criminals who will do anything to smuggle drugs.
“Now, ma’am, I’m going to have to pat you down to make sure you’re not hiding anything on your person,” Officer Berry said. “Please hold out your arms.”
Quinn took the moment to try to relax as she held out her arms, closed her eyes and heaved a big sigh.
Then, her senses were assaulted by Officer Rachel Berry and her scent, a mix of soap, perfume and a quality Quinn could only assume was her natural Rachel Berry scent. It was so intoxicating she wanted a taste.
But, of course, this was a TSA officer, not a girl she met at a club.
And, then, her hand was on Quinn’s sides, her back, her shoulders, and then…way too briefly on her breasts then torso. Quinn was quickly losing it.
She gasped and barely held back a moan.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? We have to be pretty firm with our hands,” Officer Berry’s voice was not helping. It was like rich coffee, with a unique accent that only added to the sexiness of the whole package.
Quinn cleared her throat, holding on by a thread. “Um…no, no. I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting it because I had my eyes closed.”
“Oh, well…I’m going to have check your legs and…um, below your waist too. I’m sorry. It is standard procedure,” Officer Berry said still very kindly but Quinn was finding it almost mind-altering in its sex appeal.
The security officer knelt in front of Quinn and started by patting up and down her legs. It gave Quinn a chance to take another deep breath. It still felt really good to have Officer Berry’s hands on her, and the damn sexy scent was still present, but she wasn’t quite as sensitive there as on her upper body. Besides, she could look straight ahead and avoid seeing that ass as she bent forward.
Quinn should have seen it coming…in fact, she did but still underestimated how unbelievable it would feel to have Officer Rachel Berry’s hands pat down her ass.
Oh, shit!
She almost said it out loud. However, she managed to suppress it with a heavy swallow. Officer Berry seemed to be really concentrating and didn’t notice, thank God.
But, the second Quinn was thanking her lucky stars that she had suppressed her expletive, Officer Berry give her one last pat practically at the crack of her ass, and it was just so delicious that she couldn’t stop what happened next.
Her cock slipped from her ass, and stood straight at attention. She was only wearing boxers under her loose slacks so there was no way it was going to go unnoticed.
As soon as Officer Berry turned her attention to Quinn’s front, she saw it.
She gasped, clearly not expecting that.
“Fuck.” That was out loud, though under her breath.
Officer Berry touched it! And, she squeezed it…again…and again.
“Oh, shit, oh shit, shit,” Quinn continued to mumble because seriously, what was happening? Whatever it was, it was going to cause a really pleasant disaster in her pants very soon.
Mercifully, Officer Berry stopped touching her and moved over to where Quinn’s passport was resting on top of her bag off to the side.
“Um, ma’am, I’m going to have to ask you to step into the security office. There seems to be something extra in your clothes, and I’m afraid I’m going to have to see it.” Officer Berry had the decency to sound sheepish at this “request,” but Quinn knew she had no choice.
After grabbing her purse, leaving her other baggage behind, Quinn followed Officer Berry to the security office, and as soon as the door was closed behind them, Quinn began to try to explain. “I swear, Officer, this is exactly what it seems like—“
“I assure you, ma’am, I believe you. In fact, I’m 99% sure that what the bulge in your pants seems to be is exactly that…a-a penis. But, you must realize I have to be sure since your passport clearly states you’re female, and that is a decidedly non-female appendage that you seem to have. So, I really must check to make sure it’s…um, one of those instead of you know…drugs,” Officer Berry rambled.
Quinn was somehow amused by Officer Berry’s rambling and smiled. Apparently, she was as embarrassed as Quinn was. “I’ll prove it…without having to embarrass us both further,” she said.
“Um…okay. How?”
“Here…in my purse, I have my medical ‘diagnosis’,” and here she did do the air quotes. “It shows I’m intersex.” She reached in her purse and handed the papers to Officer Berry.
“And, yes, I do identify as a woman because everything about me is female…breasts, legs, hips, no facial hair, and my brain and voice are all girl but—“
“It is rather husky, though,” Officer Berry blurted. “Oh, shit. Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Quinn smiled. Officer Berry seemed to be looking very interestedly at her papers and seemed to be relaxing as well.
“Okay, well, these do seem to be exactly what you say, ma’am, and…wait. Why is it hard?” She asked suddenly perplexed.
“Well…you see, um…well, you were…um, touching me and…um, well, you’re very beautiful and—“ Quinn stammered.
“Wait. I turned you on?” Officer Rachel Berry suddenly looked very happy and proud of herself.
“Well, yes!” Quinn didn’t know what was happening, but she was suddenly not just embarrassed at being turned on but, frankly, a little put out that Officer Berry had been clueless for all this time. Surely, since she suspected what Quinn was working with, she should have known the cause of its “appearance.”
But now, it seemed, that Officer Rachel Berry had figured out the cause of Quinn’s erection, she wasn’t going to just let it go.
She actually walked right up to Quinn, close enough that Quinn could smell that damnable beautiful aroma that was Officer Rachel Berry, and squeezed it again.
“Um, what are you doing?”
“Oh, I was just checking to see if it was still hard,” Officer Berry said with a breezy tease to her voice.
“Well…it is,” Quinn said, trying to stay stone-faced with a beautiful—fuck it, sexy as hell!—woman’s hand on her crotch.
“Good...now,” Officer Rachel Berry said with a sultry smile so hot it would melt glaciers, “I don’t want you to miss your flight. So, I’m letting you off, and you better hurry.”
“Um…really? Okay,” Quinn was somehow slightly disappointed because as much as she needed to get to London, Officer Berry had turned her on and was now just leaving her like that even though she was obviously happy about the turn of events.
She gathered her purse and as she got the door half-open, Officer Berry said, “Ma’am?”
“Hmmm?” Quinn couldn’t really form a coherent thought with the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her brain.
“I work every day. Enjoy your trip.” And, with that, Officer Rachel Berry breezed past Quinn, leaving a trail of that cursed erotic scent in her wake.
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Quinn had had a horrible trip. She couldn’t concentrate. She’d even been too preoccupied to enjoy London when she wasn’t in meetings. The reason? Officer Rachel Berry.
It had been a horrible trip, but she’d had some very pleasant dreams.
Now, as she made her way off the plane back in America, she was going to take her sweet, sweet revenge for her lack of productivity.
She approached the security station and saw her…and realized that somehow those pleasant dreams hadn’t done the gorgeous and sexy security officer justice.
Quinn hadn’t bothered with her usual routine this time, and her cock was already stirring at just the sight of Officer Rachel Berry, whom she intended to be on a first name basis with very soon.
“Passport, please?” She’d had her eyes so fixated on her target that she hadn’t noticed how close she was. She handed it over.
Officer Berry had the faintest smile on her face, which signaled that she recognized Quinn.
Then, she gave her a quick pass with the security wand, and, a still professional look on her face but staring straight into Quinn’s eyes, she squeezed her crotch.
“Come with me, please, ma’am.”
This time Quinn did not panic, following Officer Berry as quickly as she possibly could.
Quinn closed the door by pushing Officer Berry against it and kissing her senseless, making sure to press all of her body against her.
“May I call you Rachel?”
“You may call me whatever you want as long as you fuck me senseless,” Rachel replied.
“Are you gonna give me some help getting hard?”
“Are you saying you’re not already hard?”
“I could get harder, and your mouth on me would do it,” Quinn put an end to their simmering fight for dominance.
Rachel immediately knelt in front of Quinn and wasted no time in bringing her pants down to her ankles, boxers and all.
“Wow...” she breathed and went to work trying to make Quinn’s eight plus into nine full inches.
She started at the tip, sucking hard. Quinn, meanwhile, stripped her top half, t-shirt first then bra.
Rachel, with Quinn’s cock all the way inside her mouth, glanced up at the movement and moaned around Quinn’s cock. That finished the job.
“Shit!” Quinn exclaimed. “Get up here. I need you naked and bent over.”
“But, I didn’t finish blowing you,” Rachel pouted.
And clearly they were both done with being at all coy.
“I’ll let you blow me as many times as you want after I’ve blown my load inside you once,” Quinn demanded.
“Fuck…” Rachel blurted and stood and rushed to strip herself of all her clothes. Uniforms like hers were somewhat complicated and Quinn was too impatient to let her finish by herself.
Once she was finally down to her underwear, Quinn knelt, naked behind Rachel to pull her g-string off.
“Shit, you don’t know how many wonderful dreams I’ve had about this ass, and it’s even better in real life,” Quinn said as she pulled the panties over the small, round, tight ass cheeks and then took a little time to lightly bite each in turn.
“Eek!” Rachel squealed at each bite. It did not hurt in the slightest, but she was definitely surprised. It did nothing but turn her on though.
“Really? ‘Cause I’ve dreamed about that cock inside me probably just as much, and I can’t wait to find out if I did you justice. By the looks of it, I doubt it,” Rachel countered.
“Oh, I’ve never had any complaints before,” Quinn was getting cocky she knew but then she had one so she had a reason.
Finally finished worshipping Rachel’s ass, she stood up and pushed Rachel by her hips to the desk and bent her over. “I’ll definitely be going back to that ass again later,” she said and snapped Rachel’s bra clasp open.
"I look forward to it,” Rachel said as she removed her bra. “Now, get inside me. As you can tell, I’m already very wet. No more prep needed.”
“Fuck, okay,” Quinn leaned over Rachel, pressing her breasts against her back, and kissed her neck. “Kiss me first,” she requested gently.
Rachel turned her head and complied. Even at the usually awkward angle, they just seemed to fit together. It didn’t seem awkward at all as their tongues danced together, languidly for a few seconds. A vague emotion bubbled between them as they both recognized their physical compatibility.
“You’re so beautiful,” Quinn breathed.
“You’re gorgeous yourself,” Rachel replied softly. “Now fuck me, please.”
“Gladly.” Quinn lined herself up and easily pushed in to Rachel’s pussy.
“Fuck yes!” Quinn grunted. “Do you want it hard?”
“Yes! Hard! Please, give it to me!” Rachel wanted to make sure there was no doubt what she wanted.
Quinn moved her hands to Rachel’s breasts and let out her own moan.
“So hot!” Quinn said as she began to use her grip on Rachel’s tits for leverage to start pounding into her.
“I’m gonna make you cum and squeeze my dick so hard. Can you squirt?”
“Well, um…” It was hard for Rachel to concentrate as she took Quinn’s hard but slow thrusts…thrust…thrust…thrust.
“I’ve never…but I want you to try,” Rachel grunted.
“Oh, I will,” she continued to pound, increasing her pace gradually.
“Are you close?” Quinn asked after a while.
“So close!” Rachel practically screamed mindful of the thin walls but also knowing the airport was loud.
“Say my name,” Quinn demanded in a whisper.
“Uhhh…”
“What?”
“Well, um, it’s just that I don’t actually know your name. I only verified your gender and your destination.” Rachel blushed because really she’d already felt something for this woman who was thoroughly fucking her, with no condom. And, she didn’t even know her name.
“Shit, that’s hot.” Quinn knew she should be equally embarrassed that she was fucking a pretty much complete stranger despite recognizing her own spark of feelings. But, it only turned her on more. She might have even felt her cock grow impossibly stiffer inside Rachel.
“It’s Quinn,” she finally said casually.
“It’s nice to meet you, Quinn,” Rachel said, immediately growing redder at her lame response.
Quinn laughed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, my cock says nice to meet your pussy,” Quinn said trying to regain her cockiness.
It worked because they both immediately forgot they were practically strangers again when Quinn resumed fucking her with purpose.
“Say my name, Rachel,” Quinn demanded again in the same tone she’d used previously.
“Quinn…” Rachel breathed. They were back at it and just as close.
“Rachel…I’m cumming,” Quinn warned. “Are you sure you want it inside?”
“Yes…I want your cum inside me,” Rachel said plainly.
At those words, Quinn moved all the way to the hilt and ground her pelvis into those glorious ass cheeks. “Gladly. Squeeze my dick, Rachel. Cum for me,” she pleaded.
Rachel did. She’d never come so hard, she thought, and it was so intense she was surprised she didn’t actually squirt. She knew there was time to try for that again later. This was definitely not going to be the last time for them.
As Rachel squeezed her dick in a vice grip, Quinn screamed, “Shit! Her it comes!!!”
She released a very, very large amount of cum, ropes of thick semen, into Rachel. It seemed like it would never stop.
When it finally did, still all the way in to the hilt, holding her cum inside Rachel, she asked, “Shit, we’re gonna do that again, right?”
“Yeah, you’re gonna call me and we’re gonna do it as many times as you want and maybe go on a date too?” Rachel replied.
“Can’t wait for all of it, Rachel,”
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