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Here's to You, Mr. Lopez	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 21265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Note The 'Bi' I've tagged this with is only mentioned, not carried out explicitly. Also, my Spanish is very limited. I double checked translation and spelling, but I still could be off.
“Oh…my…god,” Jennifer said.
“Fuck!” Dana gasped under her breath.
“Yummy,” Brittany said right out loud.
“Whew! Is it hot in here?” Quinn asked. “Oh, and by the way, he’s mine.”
“Hola, clase,” greeted the man who had just entered with all female, and a few male, eyes glued to their new substitute teacher. “Me llamo Señor López.”
Silence.
Mr. Lopez was hot…and built. He wasn’t particularly tall, but he made up for it in every way possible.
He was strong with a firm, hard chest and muscular legs.
His face was chiseled by the gods. Beautiful bronze skin made up a face that would make any movie star jealous.
“I bet he has a huge dick,” Dana whispered to Quinn.
“I’ll find out,” Quinn replied, not-so-subtly moving her eyes in that direction.
Jennifer, seated behind them, leaned forward and said, “Wait, who says you get him?”
“I do,” Quinn responded confidently.
“Okay, Quinn, you can have the first chance, but only if you can get him to have sex with you in two days,” she said.
“I’ll have him inside me by the end of today,” she replied still on automatic, hardly thinking about what she was saying.
Quinn didn’t know it, but Brittany, Dana and Jennifer all got a little wet at that. They all harbored more than a tiny crush on their captain, and her words combined with the Adonis at the front of the room was driving them a little crazy.
But, Jennifer loved a challenge.
“No way,” she said, “He’ll be a lot harder nut to crack than that.”
“That’s what she said,” Brittany piped up.
“Anyway…” Jennifer smirked, “I say you can’t do it.”
“If I don’t have sex with him by the end of today, I’ll let you have one week off of suicides and back off and let you guys try for as long as you want. But, I’ll send you proof by tomorrow with a time stamp on the picture,” she promised.
“I say you have to send it by midnight tonight, or it didn’t happen, and you have to put us all at the top of the pyramid, above you, at Nationals,” Jennifer said.
“No way. I’ll be too exhausted after he’s done with me. I plan on letting him bend me like a ragdoll and fuck me like his bitch. I’ll send it tomorrow morning before noon,” Quinn said.
“Woah, you’re usually such a prude,” Jennifer said, squirming at how wet her panties were becoming at…just everything. “It took Puck six months for you to let him put his hand down your pants.”
“Yeah, well, Puck is an immature idiot. He’s all over the place. I bet Señor Lopez is not only huge but knows how to use it,” Quinn replied.
“Girls, please stop talking and listen,” Mr. Lopez called as he stood at the board showing the conjugation of the verb ser.
“Yes, sir,” Quinn called with a subtle purr, while her friends snickered and squirmed some more.

Shit, Santiago Lopez thought as one of the cheerleaders who had been talking in a group headed to his desk instead of out the door.
He should have known this wouldn’t be easy. He’d almost gotten caught at the last school, and he had been determined not to let another cheerleader suck him in, literally.
“Hi, Señor Lopez,” Quinn greeted.
“Hi…um,”
“Quinn…Quinn Fabray, head cheerleader,” she responded and sidled right up to him, almost but no quite in his personal space.
He took a small step back because Quinn Fabray was unbelievably gorgeous, and incredibly sexy. He could already tell she’d be so flex—
No, he couldn’t go there.
“Hi, um, Quinn. It’s nice to meet you. Can I help you with something?” Santiago asked, trying to keep the nervousness from his voice.
Quinn heard the nervousness and tried to go in for the kill.
She looked around, making sure no one was left in the room.
She stepped forward, this time definitely in his personal space.
“You’re hot. I’m hot. And, I think you and I should fuck,” Quinn said.
“What? No! You have to go, Quinn,” Santiago practically shouted and moved away, trying to put the desk between him and Quinn.
He wasn’t really surprised by her forwardness, but he was trying so hard to resist it as hot as fuck as it was.
She followed and trapped him against his desk. They were almost the same height, and she wasn’t used to that. So, it felt like she was towering over him, and it added to her already substantial confidence.
“You think I’m hot, don’t you?” Quinn raised her eyebrow…the famous and soon-to-be-patented sexy Quinn Fabray Raised Eyebrow.
“Well…yes, but I can’t. No, Quinn. You have to go,” he managed to scoot away, because she let him.
She was kind of enjoying the chase and the challenge.
He was trying to resist, and she was not going to give up.
She simply turned around and leaned on his desk, feigning casual.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m sure,” he moved amongst the student desks trying to stay as far away as possible.
She looked back over her shoulder.
“You’re really good at playing hard to get, but I know you want me. Otherwise, you would have left the room by now and gone to Figgins,” she said with absolute confidence.
“No, I don’t want you, Quinn. I don’t because I’d get in a lot of trouble,” he said.
“Ha! I knew you wanted me. You just don’t want to get caught,” she smiled, turning back toward him and walking closer.
She was still keeping her distance. This was proving more difficult than she expected. She really expected him to not even say no once.
She was Quinn Fabray, after all. Everyone bowed to her will.
He was putting up more resistance, but she was starting to get a read on how to get him to give in.
“No, that’s not what I meant—“ he stammered.
“Are you sure?” she tilted her head, looking like she was genuinely trying to figure out what he meant.
She knew he was getting weaker, and this time she knew she’d have him with the right push.
“Yes, Quinn, um—what are you doing?” Santiago asked, bug-eyed.
“I’m taking off my panties,” she said, which she did and walked up to him.
Santiago gulped as she stood in front of him again and sniffed her freshly-removed thong.
“Mmmm…yep, I’m wet alright. You know, I never wear spanks during school. I always put them on right before practice, so I’m usually just wearing my cheerleading skirt with a thong…now, I’m not even wearing that,” she said and put the thong in his shirt pocket.
Santiago’s brain almost exploded at the image Quinn painted.
And, when he felt her hand on his chest, putting her wet panties in his pocket, he lost it.
He grabbed her wrist, and held her there for a second.
He took one more deep gulp, knowing the risk he was about to take.
“How old are you?” he whispered with his lips a mere inch from hers.
“Eighteen last week,” she whispered back.
He let go of her wrist, brought his hands down to her ass and lifted her on to the nearest desk.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and attached her lips to his, immediately forcing her tongue into his mouth.
This was still a risk for him, he knew. It didn’t matter that she was eighteen. It only mattered that she was still in high school, and he was her teacher.
He could get fired and go to jail.
But, he didn’t care. He needed this blonde goddess with miraculous eyes that had turned from green to gold in mere seconds.
“God, Quinn,” he breathed and went back to kissing her.
“I want you…I want you so bad,” Quinn gasped.
“I-I-I don’t have a condom,” Santiago stammered between kisses.
“I don’t care. I wouldn’t let you use one if you did,” Quinn panted.
“God, Quinn, I shouldn’t do this,” he said even as he moved his hand down to get his first touch of her pussy. “Oh, my god.”
She was like satin and soaked.
“That’s what you did to me the second you walked in here,” she whispered in his ear.
“Is that what you were talking about?” he asked, even though it was one more thing he shouldn’t do.
“Yes…we were trying to decide which one of us would get to fuck you. I won,” she husked.
“How did you know I’d do it?” he asked, parting her pussy lips with his finger, before moving down to her entrance.
“I knew you couldn’t resist me,” she groaned, “Do it. Fuck me with your finger.”
“How many fingers do you use on yourself?” he asked, pushing one in.
They both moaned…more satiny wetness.
“I usually pound three inside because I’m used to a huge cock,” Quinn whined as Santiago started thrusting, “I bet yours is the biggest I’ve had.”
She moved her hand down to cup him over his pants.
“Mmmm…you’re huge,” she marveled.
“God, Quinn, take it out,” he ordered.
She had a hard time concentrating with his finger in her pussy, but she wanted to hold his dick in her hand.
So, she fumbled with his buckle and zipper and finally got his dick out.
“Oh, my god, I can’t wait until this is inside me. It’s definitely bigger than any I’ve had,” she gasped.
She stroked it a few times.
The sensation distracted him enough that he had to pull his finger out.
“I need to be inside you. Are you ready for me to fuck you?” he breathed.
“Yes! Take me,” she begged.
He did.
With his pants and boxers around his ankles he pushed into her with no hesitation or thought of being slow.
“Fuckkkk!” she gasped. “So good.”
“Shit, Quinn, Fuck…your pussy is so tight and hot,” he breathed as he began to thrust hard.
She was so tight, though, that he couldn’t get enough leverage to really give it to her like he wanted.
So he lifted her up again by the ass and carried her to the nearest wall.
There, he was able to get the leverage he needed to give her a good pounding.
And, he did.
Thump…thump…thump.
Hard but not fast, he fucked her into the wall.
“Yes, your dick is so good. I feel every inch dragging inside me,” she said through thrusts that left her breathless. “Were you looking back at me during class and hoping this would happen?”
There was no point in denying it now.
“Yes,” he answered, equally breathless.
“I knew it. Are you ready to cum? I want it. I want your big load in my tight cunt,” she grunted.
Thump…thump…thump.
Her ass banged into the wall on each thrust, and finally, with one more hard thrust, he unloaded deep, deep inside her pussy.
And, he kept spurting and spurting and spurting.
“Oh my god,” she gasped at the warm gooey liquid she was feeling him empty into her.
And, it wasn’t stopping...
“Fuck!” he gasped, thrusting hard again as more of his hot seed gushed out of his cock and into her waiting pussy.
Finally, he thrust once more, let go of another short spurt and he was done.
“Fuck,” she breathed.
“Did you come?” he asked, his dick still inside her.
“I think so, but I don’t really care because, damn, that was hot,” she breathed and let her legs fall to the floor.
When she was steady on her feet, obviously leaning against the wall because she couldn’t trust her legs, she kissed him again.
“We’re doing that again…tonight,” she said as she pulled back.
“Yeah…absolutely,” he breathed.
She smiled.
“You don’t regret it?” she asked.
“No…I can’t regret anything that good. Shit, I didn’t think I could ever cum that much,” he kissed her, “Your pussy is the best I’ve ever had.”
It seemed strange for him to make such an extreme statement, but it was true.
Quinn Fabray had the best pussy he’d ever had, and he already knew it.
“Come over to my house tonight. My parents are gone for the weekend. Please, Mr. Lopez?” she begged.
She knew he might have a crisis of conscience and draw a line.
“Call me Santiago, please,” he was still trying to catch his breath, “And, yes, I can’t wait to come to your house and do this some more.”
“You’ll get to see me naked this time. Will I get to see you naked?” she bit her lip with a hint of a smirk.
She knew the answer.
“Absolutely,” he said.
“Good. I’m very flexible and have no problem showing you just how flexible, and I’ll give these…” she cupped his balls, “the attention they deserve…with my tongue.”
“My god, Quinn…you better go now, or else I’ll be keeping you here after lunch, too,” he breathed.
“I wouldn’t have a problem with that, but I’ll go. Keep my panties.” she smiled and patted his pocket, “Where’s your phone? I’ll text you my address.”
They stored each other’s phone numbers, under fake names, in their phones.
“I’ll see you tonight, Santiago…and leave the condoms at home,” Quinn kissed him deeply once more and left to finish her day.
Then, and only then, did he realize he’d left the door unlocked the whole time. He still couldn’t find it in himself to care.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Quinn grunted as Santiago pounded into her.
They hadn’t even made it upstairs at Quinn’s house.
Quinn had dragged Santiago through the door, pushed him up against it and kissed him hard.
Then, she’d pulled down his pants and taken him into her mouth, just to get him hard.
She intended to take more time with his cock after he deposited his first load inside of her because damn he was big and gorgeous.
“Give me your cum,” she begged.
Santiago knew he should have learned his lesson the last time. And, that should probably have included asking Quinn if she was at least on birth control before fucking her raw.
But, he still couldn’t bring himself to care with Quinn.
He’d succumbed to temptation in the classroom, and after Quinn got him hard, he simply moved her panties aside and drove in.
Quinn’s pussy was too good for the barrier of a condom. As with everything Quinn Fabray, was worth the risk, and if something happened, he’d deal with it.
So, at her request, he picked up the pace of his thrusting and quickly hit his release.
“Fuck!” he shouted as his balls twitched.
Again, he released rope after thick rope after thick rope of seed…and then some more.
His orgasm in the classroom had taken them both by surprise, but this one was even more intense.
“Shit, keep going,” Quinn whispered as she felt his hot semen splashing inside of her for long seconds and then long seconds more.
“My god, I can’t believe how much you make me cum,” he muttered with his mouth against her neck.
He was holding her up against the wall, with his cock still inside of her.
His cock was still twitching with aftershocks, though, at this point, he knew he had to be empty.
“Let’s go upstairs. I’m not done with you, obviously,” Quinn demanded.
Santiago chuckled.
“I’m kind of spent at the moment. Do you think you’re up for the challenge of doing something about that?” he asked.
“Of course I am,” she said, “Now, put me down so I can actually take my clothes off.”
He let her down, and she started towards the stairs, leaving clothes in her path.
She’d gone for cute, sassy and casual, with a hint of sexy schoolgirl with easy access as a priority.
Clearly, she’d succeeded because his eyes were glued to her as she undressed.
Her short, pleated skirt was first, and he got his first really good look at that ass.
It was so round but firm. The thong didn’t even come close to hiding how tight it was.
He began to get rid of his own clothes, leaving them on the floor with Quinn’s.
She flung her WMHS t-shirt over her head, and he watched her run upstairs.
He had to see her tits. He knew they’d be on the small side, but he didn’t care. This girl had to have spectacular boobs.
He figured they’d be just big enough to give him a good mouthful.
Instead of wasting more time thinking about it, he ran upstairs to see the real thing.
“Coming, big boy?” he heard the husky but feminine voice from one of the bedrooms, and his dick sprung to life.
He entered and immediately saw that his predictions were right.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he groaned.
She quirked her finger in a ‘come here’ gesture, and he didn’t hesitate.
He jumped on the bed where she was leaning on the headboard and attacked her neck.
“Do you care if I leave hickies?”
“No,” she breathed as she moved her hand to his dick and squeezed.
She stroked it as he left a hickey on one side, then the other.
Then, he moved down to her tits…those indescribable tits.
“Wow…just wow,” he said before taking a stiff nipple into his mouth.
They were flawlessly round, perky, creamy…unbelievably perfect.
And, he was right, they were just big enough to fill his mouth.
“Mmmmmm….” they both moaned.
“You’re so good with your mouth…love your prickly chin,” she moved her hand from his dick to the side of his face, stroking his equally stubbly cheeks.
“Oh god,” he gasped. Her hand, slick with her pussy juices, on his face was surprisingly erotic.
He’d certainly gotten his dick wet already today. He planned to keep it that way for a while…risks be damned.
He took her other breast in his mouth and fluttered his tongue on her nipple a few times between sucking her whole breast in his mouth.
Then, he licked a stripe up the enticing patch of skin between her breasts.
It was a thing of beauty, really, almost a perfect triangle, rounded off by the sides of her breasts before they almost met at the top of her sternum.
“My god, I could do this for hours. You taste so good,” he breathed and kissed the side of each of her boobs.
He licked the round dark skin around each nipple.
“These are perfect,” he breathed.
Meanwhile, Quinn resumed stroking his dick because his mouth on her breasts had her ready for it again.
“I need you inside me,” she responded.
“Gladly,” he scooted back a little so he could line himself up.
“Fuck me into the mattress…don’t hold back. I need your cum…fast,” she begged.
He plunged in quickly but stayed in to the hilt because…fuck, he was sure she didn’t want him to cum right off the bat.
“Shit! Have I told you that your cunt is amazing?” Santiago breathed in her ear.
“Mhm…not in such dirty words, but keep doing it. I like it when you’re dirty,” she responded.
“Well, it’s fucking incredible, so tight and wet and soft!” he started thrusting because, she did want his cum, and he was able to at least collect himself enough to give her a good quick fuck.
He drove in harder and harder with each thrust. The headboard was banging against the wall with each slow but tremendously hard thrust.
“Shit…your dick is so good! Fill me up!” she shouted.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. Her pussy and her complete lack of inhibition pushed him over the edge.
And, again, he released so much jizz inside of her that it was almost a full minute before he was empty. Meanwhile, she squeezed his dick with her pussy with her own orgasm, maybe two. He couldn’t tell.
He knew she was gushing all over his dick.
“I love having your cum inside me,” she panted as he rolled off of her.
“Have you ever done it without a condom before?” he asked, catching his breath.
“No…but I knew I had to feel your bare dick inside me. I knew it would be the best feeling, and it is,” she answered, still in a daze, “What about you? Do you usually fuck teenage girls without asking them if they’re on birth control?”
He turned on to his side and looked her in the eye.
“To be honest, you’re not the first, but Quinn… My god, you are absolutely the best. I mean it. Your breasts, your abs, your hips…" he reached over and caressed her hip with his thumb, "And your cunt. My god, your cunt is unbelievable.”.
“So fucking dirty,” she smiled, “I don’t care if you’ve fucked other girls like this. I’m not a virgin, even though I’m not usually a slut and take precaution. You’re too good to cover up though. Your dick is amazing, and I want more of it, Mr. Lopez.”
She did have more of it that night…all night. And by the time she had texted Jennifer pictures of his head on her pillow and his bare ass, she’d taken it too many times to count.
She’d also rolled him over and taken a picture of his hard dick for future “alone time.”
Then, she woke him up from his obviously very pleasant dream and made it come true.
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