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This Cock Is Mine	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 19325 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Stroke your cock. I want to watch,” she said over the sound of the shower spray.
“Oh yeah? Are you going to show me something, too?” Santiago started stroking his cock…because when a naked, wet-from-head-to-toe Quinn Fabray asks you to stroke your cock, you stroke your cock.
“Mmmmm, yeah,” Quinn said, distracted by the sight of Santiago’s fingers wrapped around his really big dick. His fingers didn’t even quite meet around it! Her mouth watered.
Santiago was leaning against the dividing wall between their stall and the next, while Quinn leaned against the wall behind the shower spray. They should have been cold, but they weren’t.
Quinn, in a haze of lust, rubbed her clit first, coaxing it out. She was already visibly turned on, so it didn’t take much. The delectable sight in front of her made it a matter of seconds.
“Rub your pussy, Quinn. Show it to me,” Santiago begged.
Quinn spread her legs just a little bit more so Santiago could get a clear view of two of her fingers rubbing back and forth, opening her pussy lips.
“Have you ever put anything inside?” Santiago asked.
“Oh, god…um no,” Quinn felt a jolt of arousal at the thought.
Santiago slowed his stroking down a bit so that he could talk to her and so that he didn’t cum before he wanted to.
“Do you want my cock inside you?” Santiago husked.
His voice was always a smoky husk that, if Quinn were honest, sent a jolt of electricity, if not arousal, down her spine, but when he said that, her pussy twitched.
“God, yes,” Quinn uttered with a heavy exhale.
“Well, um, I’m not really bragging here, but…oh, god, Quinn,” he was distracted because he’d seen just how wet Quinn was getting from their talk, “Um…well, I’m pretty big. You should probably get your pussy ready by stretching out at least some.”
“You mean, put my fingers in?” she asked. She was genuinely curious what he thought she should do. She slowed down her own stroking of her pussy lips. “I mean, I’ve thought about that, but I want you to take my virginity, and I want it to be good for you, too.”
“Oh, trust me, Quinn, it’ll be good. It doesn’t matter if you’re not technically a virgin. The real thing is going to be different anyway.” He increased the speed of his stroking a little. “Just put one in, then work your way up to two then three. My cock’s still bigger, but it’ll help,” he smirked.
“Oh, shit, that sounds good,” she gasped as she rubbed her clit vigorously to make sure she was as wet as possible before taking his advice. “Okay, here goes, you gonna watch?”
“Oh yeah, babe,” he replied in a tone that conveyed that he wouldn’t miss this for anything.
She ran her finger through her slit one more time, separating her, by then, quite engorged pussy lips, and Santiago’s dick twitched.
“You’re so wet,” Santiago breathed.
“Shit,” Santiago’s words made her gush even more, and she knew she was ready for her finger. So, she poised one at her entrance. Slowly she inserted it into her pussy.
She shuddered, partly out of arousal, partly from a little pain from the stretch.
“How does it feel, babe?” Santiago asked as he watched her wince.
“It hurt for a second, but right now it feels really good?”
“Did you go all the way in?” he asked.
“Yeah, there was a little resistance that stung, but now that’s gone too,” she panted as the pleasure built. She gasped. “Oh! I think I just hit my spot.”
“Are you ready for another finger?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she said and pulled out until just the tip of her finger was inside and then added the second.
She pushed in and shuddered again.
“Feel good?” Santiago encouraged, trying not to drool at the hot-as-fuck sight of a wet, naked Quinn Fabray finger-fucking herself. As cocky as he was, he had to repeatedly make sure he was awake and not dreaming.
“Really good…love the stretching,” she smiled a closed-mouth, blissful smile. She fucked herself, harder and harder, trying to hit her g-spot on every thrust. She had her eyes closed also, but opened them slowly to look at him stroking himself still.
“I bet you’re miserable over there, so hard. Come over here,” she invited.
Santiago moved quickly to her side, leaning sideways facing her. His dick was hard has a steel rod.
Their genitals were not more than six inches apart, and it would have been so easy for Santiago to move and at least just rub his cock on her, maybe brush her clit with it.
He knew it would feel good for both of them, but she was in control. He wasn’t going to overstep…because he might like her or whatever.
“I want you to cum all over my pussy,” she breathed.
“Oh, Shitttt!” He swallowed and took a deep breath so he didn’t just blow his load haphazardly all over the shower. “Really, babe?”
“Yeah, come over her so I can feel you cum all over me,” she said panting herself.
“Shit, okay.” He moved the arm he was leaning on closer to her head and turned toward her so his penis was less than an inch from her pussy.
“I’m close, Santiago, cum on me please,” she begged. It seemed to him like she was becoming more and more desperate for him, and that fed his ego and his arousal.
“I’m gonna cum, babe,” he frantically stroked himself and finally, after all that time of being hard for her, shot a huge load, some of which landed on her belly and hipbones and some of which landed lower, all of it dripping.
“Fuck!” she whisper-screamed. He watched as her pussy squeezed her fingers and she shuddered deeply. Once her body relaxed, she removed her fingers. But, just as he thought he’d seen the most beautiful and sexy sight possible, she began to rub the cum he’d shot into her pussy lips, spreading it around.
“Lick it off my stomach,” she ordered.
“Yes ma’am,” he quickly complied before she changed her mind. He didn’t think she would, but he’d been wanting to taste the creamy expanse of skin almost as much he wanted to… do several other things.
He brushed his tongue from the edge of her pubic hair straight up to just below her breasts. He ran his tongue over every inch of her stomach, as softly as he could. He gathered all the cum he could, pausing to flutter his tongue over her cute-sexy belly button.
“Ah!” she gasped, then chuckled slightly. “I didn’t know that would feel so good.”
“You’re so hot,” Santiago said as if his mouth were on autopilot.
“Come over this afternoon,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Shit yeah,” he nodded probably looking like an idiot.
“We should actually shower now,” she smiled.

During the last period of the day, Quinn and Santiago found themselves in a class with a substitute.
They’d had separate classes the previous two periods, and Quinn hoped she’d get the chance to have some fun, and sitting in the back would help her chances. So, that’s where they were sitting, at the same table side-by-side.
Luckily, it was Miss Holliday, and, somewhat surprisingly, she wasn’t teaching a lesson in her usual unconventional way but had given them an assignment to work on alone.
Under these conditions, Quinn was obviously bored and horny.
She couldn’t wait for that afternoon, and she wanted a taste of what was to come.
She didn’t think she could get away with taking Santiago away to blow him in the janitor’s closet, so she did the next best thing.
She didn’t want to call attention to themselves, so she warned him with a note.
I want to touch your cock, and I’m going to. Try not to call attention to us.
Santiago smirked and nodded when he read the note.
Quinn wrapped her ankle around Santiago’s, pressing her lower leg against his. Even through his pants, she could feel his hard muscle, and she knew he could feel her heated skin.
She slid her hand under the table and to his thigh.
Then, she moved up to his upper thigh, squeezed, and moved to cup his dick over his pants.
She wasn’t sure if she could even get away with unzipping his pants. Miss Holliday, the teenager-whisperer, had gotten the class to be completely quiet. So, a zipper might make too much noise.
She started to rub him up and down, using the thicker material of his fly for added pressure to his dick.
He started to get harder, and she was able to wrap her fingers around his penis through his clothes and squeeze.
He gasped, and she let go but kept her hand wrapped around it as the Miss Holliday looked up.
She and everyone else who had heard his gasp returned their attention back to their work when they saw nothing of interest.
Once, everyone’s attention was diverted again, Quinn released his cock completely and wrote another note.
I’m going to ask her a question. Unzip your pants while we're distracting everyone.
“Miss Holliday,” Quinn said loudly, confident that she had Santiago so turned on he couldn’t refuse.
“Yes, Quinn,”
“I was just wondering if this was going to be a graded assignment,” she said.
“Well, no, but the notes say that you’ll get two quiz points extra credit if you do it completely,” Miss Holliday replied.
“Oh…okay, thanks.”
Once everyone was settled back to work, Quinn stared at Santiago and moved her hand back under the table.
She found that her confidence was well-founded, and he had, in fact, unzipped his pants. She smiled, biting her bottom lip.
She unbuttoned the fly of his boxers one button at a time, deliberately pressing into his dick as she moved down from one to the other.
This was incredible to Santiago. Two days before, Quinn Fabray was the Celibacy Club president, pure virgin queen…he briefly wondered if her parents gave her that name because it sounded like queen.
But here she was, four blow jobs and a couple of hand jobs later with a promise of honest-to-god fucking that very afternoon…giving him another hand job under the table in public.
He wanted to say out loud, “Hey, look, Quinn Fabray really loves my dick, see?” But he didn’t because…well, that would just be more trouble than it was worth really. They’d have to stop, for one thing.
He did not want her to stop what she was doing. She had his already stiff dick in her hand, and she was stroking him, running her thumb across his tip every time her fist got to the top. Pre-cum shot out with every swipe.
All the buildup meant he wasn’t going to last long once she really got going. Fortunately, there wasn’t that much time left in the class so he had just about enough time to blow, clean up and leave the classroom with no one the wiser.
She was watching the clock too, so she knew she had to make him cum soon.
So, she cupped his balls and squeezed, which did the trick.
He oozed a pretty good amount of hot seed over himself and her hand.
She couldn’t help the quiet gasp at the feeling, and it was all she could to keep from moaning obscenely.
Fortunately, nobody heard, and she surreptitiously pulled her hand up and quickly dug in her purse with her clean hand for the tissues she knew were there.
Even though she felt like it was a waste not to lick it off, she quickly cleaned her hand off and handed Santiago the tissue pack to clean himself.
He did, and just as he was ready to zip up his fly, the bell ringing drowned out the noise.

Quinn pushed Santiago against her bedroom door, and kissed the breath out of him.
“I want your dick,” she breathed.
“Can you get naked first?” he frantically requested.
“Yeah,” she breathed.
She stepped back and let him watch her drop her skirt to the floor.
Then, after she got rid of her shoes and socks quickly, he watched her pull her Cheerio top over her head, and he gulped.
He’d already seen her completely naked, but the second time seeing her incredibly sexy body still hit him a like a very pleasant slap to the face. It would definitely make a blowjob even better if he could look at her ass or her tits with her mouth wrapped around him.
She removed her bra, and then his dick swelled to the point he thought he might just cum when she started to pull down her thong and the crotch clung to her pussy because of how wet she was already.
“Have you been looking forward to swallowing my cock…’cause it looks like you have?” he smirked.
“So crass,” she smiled, amused. “I like it. But yes, I don’t really know why I can’t get enough, but if you want me to I’ll stop. I’m sure I’ll find another boy who’s even bigger,” she chirped with hands on her beautiful hips.
Before answering, he pulled her to him, put his hands on the small of her back, fingers brushing the swell of her ass and kissed her.
“It’s hot that you can’t get enough of me…and just so you know, I can’t get enough of you either…it’s gonna be so much better with you naked while you’re kneeling in front of me.” He smiled.
“Good…now, enough of this sappiness. You might be going soft…in more ways than one, and we don’t want that,” she said.
She knelt, naked, while he leaned on his door again. She simultaneously rid him of his pants and underwear and, fisted his almost-hard dick in her hand and took her first satisfying lick from the base to the ridge of his glans. She gave it the tongue-flutter she knew would make him twitch…and her pussy gush.
A flash of their first time came to her, and it made her wetter thinking of how far they’d come so fast.
The first time in his room, aside from the fact that she was only there because she lost a bet, she appreciated that she didn’t have to be naked and kneeling on a hard floor.
Hardly a day later, she unhesitatingly stripped in front of him and she barely felt how hard the floor was below the thin padding of the carpet…after all the carpeting in the Cheerio locker room was even harder. In fact, it only reminded her what she was doing and made her stomach flutter.
Deep down, she was beginning to admit to herself that she might actually like Santiago. Of course, they were having a lot of hot, dirty sex, and she was about to give him all of her physically. She hoped they wouldn’t lose the sexual heat and electricity between them.
She didn’t ever want slow and tender to be their normal pace, but he had shown her respectful appreciation in his own way. So, maybe he wasn’t as bad of a guy as she always thought.
She realized she was getting sappy again, so she refocused on the delectable view she had right then.
“I can’t wait until your thick cock is stretching my pussy. I bet it’ll be even better than feeling it stretching my mouth,” she purred while jerking him off faster, then moving to probably her favorite part of going down on him, his balls.
This time, she simply just laid her open mouth on his sac, essentially making out with it.
She felt the musk and softness on her lips, in her mouth, and then an intense, almost electric, taste on her tongue as it flattened on the stretch of skin…her pussy clenched unexpectedly.
“I just came from having your balls in my mouth,” she said, looking up at him awe-struck.
“Really?” he replied, kind of proud of that.
“Really.” The surprise and wonder of that turn of events made her want him even more, if possible. “I need you to cum in my mouth.”
She deep-throated, then bobbed back and forth, finally squeezing his balls, soaked from her saliva, to prod him towards release.
It had worked every time before, and it worked that time.
All of the arousal he was feeling from thinking about the events of the day, what Quinn was doing right then, and making Quinn orgasm without touch, produced a huge orgasm.
Quinn had to back off until only the tip of his dick was in her mouth to try to get it all. Even then, some of his seed escaped the corners of her mouth, as she drank his cum as fast as she could.
Finally, when it was all milked, Quinn gasped and voraciously collected the excess semen into her mouth.
“Mmmm…” She stood up and pressed herself against him, mouth to his ear. “Your big cock feels so good in my mouth. Now show me what it feels like in my pussy. Fuck me.”
Santiago followed closely behind Quinn, who scampered to lie back on her bed.
He lowered himself on top of her and asked, “How do you want it?”
“Just like this for now. I think it’ll be better to start with,” she replied returning his intense gaze into her eyes.
He understood the unspoken trace of nervousness in her words but smiled at the promise that went with it.
“Yeah, babe. I’ll make sure it’s good for you,” he replied with uncharacteristic softness. “Um…do you want to use a condom? I actually have one I carry just in case.”
People often compared Santiago to that Noah Puckerman guy, and he could concede that they were similar. But, Santiago liked to think that, deep down, when faced with an important moment, he took girls’ comfort and feelings into consideration just a little bit more.
“No…I want you to fuck me raw, and I don’t want you to pull out. I want to feel it all and deal with any consequences later,” she said. She knew what those consequences could be, but she’d cross that bridge if necessary.
“If you’re sure…” he smiled wide.
“I am…do it. Put it in me,” she was breathless already.
He lined himself up, looked into her eyes and buried his cock as deep as he could go.
They both remembered vividly her extremely sexy preparation for this. The earlier stretching really helped.
Nonetheless, it did take some time for her to adjust, and he just waited for her to give him the go ahead to move.
“Okay…go,” she said after several long seconds.
“Gladly,” he began with a slow but steady pace, in and out.
“Shit, your pussy feels good,” he said into her neck.
“Oh my god, this is so good already and it’s just getting better. Go harder,” she panted.
He smirked, looked back into her eyes and used his arms on either side of her head for leverage to drive into her. He was putting his muscles to the test, but he was an athlete. So, he could handle it.
“Fuck, Quinn. You’re pussy is squeezing my dick so good!” he shouted.
“Turn over,” she gasped.
“Huh?”
“Turn over. I wanna ride you,” she ordered.
When he finally got the message and stopped moving, she took the initiative and pushed him onto his back. She followed, keeping his dick inside her.
“Woah,” Santiago said, impressed.
“You’re not the only one with muscles,” she said smiling.
All thoughts of feeling pain her first time were gone. She was obviously still tight, but that only brought her more pleasure.
“Woah, I can feel every inch of your dick in my pussy.”
She began to grind down onto his pelvis.
“Oooh, shit!” Santiago exclaimed.
“Yeah,” she chuckled. “Fuck, this so good. Why did I ever take that stupid purity pledge?” With her hands on his muscular chest, she began to bounce up and down on his dick. Her breasts bounced, and he couldn’t decide if he wanted to put his hands on her ass or her tits.
He needed to touch those tits, so he did.
He grabbed them, actually, and squeezed.
“Suck them,” she moved her hands to either side of his head, so she could lean close enough for him to reach.
He took one in her mouth as much as he could, sucking hard, then releasing it to suck on just the nipple. Most guys said they liked huge breasts, but Santiago thought that if they saw Quinn Fabray’s perfectly round, not large but full, pert tits, they’d choose her over any big-breasted celebrity any day.
He mirrored his actions on the other breast, pulling the nipple with his teeth just for fun.
“Shit, that feels good. Your cock and your mouth are gonna make me cum. Are you close?” she asked.
“Yeah.” In fact, he was a lot closer than he'd thought. Her scrumptious breasts, coupled with her very wet, very tight pussy had gotten him to the brink before he realized it.
She bounced up and down on his dick, still leaning, looking him in the eye.
“Squeeze my ass, and then cum inside me,” she breathed.
He grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and squeezed. That was enough.
“Fuckkkk! Damn!” He unloaded inside of her more than he thought he ever had, which was a lot considering the amount of cum he’d put in and on her in the last couple days.
“Shit!” Her pussy suddenly squeezed his dick very hard, and the sensation of the ridges of her pussy molding to every ridge and vein of his thick cock was amazing!
Then, she felt his hot seed inside her, and she almost passed out from the pleasure as her orgasm continued through her in waves.
She collapsed on to his chest with his dick still in her pussy.
“That was incredible,” she panted.
“It really was,” he replied, wrapping his arms around her back and holding her.
“How often can we do that?” she asked.
“I can probably cum three times as long as one of them is a blowjob before I have to take a rest,” he replied, cocky but sure it was true.
“In other words, several times a day. I think I can handle that,” she replied just about to catch her breath again. She turned her to head to look at him, smirking. “And...I like giving you blow jobs. So win-win.”
She squeezed her pussy muscles around his dick, signaling she was ready for round two.
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