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Shelby Loves Quinn
Forever
“We’re having a girl,” Shelby breathed against Quinn’s lips as she worked to get Quinn’s pants off against the door of her apartment.
“Mmmm,” Quinn answered. “Touch me.”
Shelby had already committed to adopting Quinn’s baby. Whether they were together or not, Shelby and Quinn would raise the baby together, in practice if not legally.
Quinn’s pants were finally down past her ass at least, and Shelby rubbed her bare pussy, kissing her still.
It wasn’t enough.
Quinn reached down and got rid of her pants completely so she could push Shelby to the bedroom. Shelby simply watched. Even after four months of fucking like lesbian rabbits, Shelby still couldn’t believe how drop dead sexy Quinn was. Sometimes she just had to watch her just be her.
Even Quinn’s baby bump was perfect, round like a bowling ball but just right so Shelby could still see her pussy when she stood naked.
Quinn had other plans right now, though, than just letting Shelby look at her. She needed Shelby naked, too, and she needed to feel their naked bodies together.
She pushed Shelby toward her bedroom, stripping their t-shirts between kisses as they went.
Shelby almost never wore shorts like she was that day, and even while Quinn was listening to the doctor tell her how healthy her baby was and that she was positioned right, and all the other things she needed to know, Quinn found it hard to concentrate on anything but Shelby’s gorgeous smooth, bare legs.
“I need your legs wrapped around me,” Quinn said.
She turned them around when they got to the bedroom so that she could push Shelby onto the bed and pull those teasing denim shorts off her. Her panties came down partway with the shorts, and Quinn couldn’t bear to leave them there any longer, so she kissed Shelby’s pelvic bone where the panties were askew while at the same time dragging the silk panties down Shelby’s long legs.
When Shelby was finally naked—it had been less than five minutes since they entered the apartment—Quinn mounted her, wrapped Shelby’s legs around her ass, pressing her mound against Shelby’s and kissed her with all the lust and unspoken love she could muster, which was more than Quinn could have imagined she was capable of even six months earlier.
They twisted and thrusted their tongues in their mouths, trying desperately to get enough, never quite succeeding.
Meanwhile, Quinn rubbed their mounds together, her bump only adding to the sensation as the slope of it brushed Shelby’s stomach, sending jolts of pleasure all through their bodies. She pushed harder and harder against Shelby as their kisses grew wetter and hotter and even more desperate. Quinn’s hands on either side of Shelby’s head gave her the leverage she needed to grind down on Shelby harder as their juices made their bodies slicker.
The bed squeaked, and the sounds of their heavy breathing and moaning filled the room and their ears with the sounds of their fucking.
That’s what they were doing…fucking.
They fucked each other with their tongues, and Quinn fucked Shelby’s mound, thrusting hard against her.
Then, Quinn did something that always gave Shelby the hardest orgasms of her life.
With a lot of effort, Quinn wrenched her mouth from Shelby’s, breathing hard and closing her eyes, catching her breath but also committing that kiss to memory, then shifted their position in a fluid motion that made Shelby’s stomach flutter.
Quinn straddled one of Shelby’s pretty legs and brought the other one up to her shoulder as she slid down, leaving a wet trail from her now completely waxed pussy on Shelby’s thigh to her own pussy.
“Fuck,” Shelby whispered.
“I plan to,” Quinn quipped, though she didn’t really mean it to be a joke because she was dead serious.
She took a few moments to savor the feeling of Shelby’s wet, also bare pussy lips against her own, the trimmed but thick tuft of hair on Shelby’s mound tickling her, looking down at Shelby’s face, which at that moment looked far off, her eyes closed and her mouth open, as if moaning but not quite audibly.
Then, slowly but steadily, Quinn began to rock against Shelby’s pussy. As Quinn rocked, their pussy lips, swelled even more and grew even wetter until they fit perfectly together.
“Oh, fuck,” Quinn moaned. She kissed Shelby’s knee and stroked her thigh as she thrust down and rocked.
Thrust down and rock, down and rock, down and rock.
Shelby couldn’t believe how good it felt every time Quinn rode her pussy. She finally opened her eyes and watched Quinn rock while she felt their pussies fit together. It was just a plain indescribable mix of physical beauty and sensation when the most intimate parts of their bodies came together like this.
Shelby was in love, and it was becoming harder and harder to keep it in. She didn’t want to for much longer, but she wanted Quinn to believe her and trust that when she told her it wasn’t just passion speaking. Shelby was now and forever a one girl woman. Her prowling days were over.
Their filthy passion had sparked it, had revealed it, and when Shelby watched Quinn like this, tits swaying and hips gyrating, her heart felt like it might explode with love. But, the quiet moments, the moments like when Quinn lay on the doctor’s office table, listening to their baby’s heartbeat with wonder in her eyes, or when Shelby watched her sleep so beautifully, Shelby knew that it wasn’t going away.
The heat between their pussies built and built and built until Quinn’s hip movements grew erratic.
“I’m close,” she whispered. Shelby finally grabbed her hips and started to help her thrust, turned her body, her leg falling from Quinn’s shoulder, to add more force behind her own thrusting.
“Fuck my cunt,” Shelby growled. They virtually shoved their cunts together hard a few times until their orgasms crashed into them, literally into each other. Their clits banged together, pussies twitched around each other and juices gushed all over them, mixing and pooling on the bed.
“Shit!” Quinn panted, when the tension finally released, and she collapsed onto Shelby, legs still tangled together.
“Yeah, shit,” Shelby said, chuckling a little at the intensity of it all. It was nothing new, but as with most times with Quinn, it always surprised her, at least in the afterglow.
Quinn finally shifted again to simply lie on top of Shelby, one thigh nestled against Shelby’s wet pussy. She especially enjoyed the wet tickle of Shelby’s pubic tuft.
Their libidos simmered but didn’t quite ignite again.
Soon, they grew drowsy, but Shelby was enjoying Quinn’s body, sweaty and warm against her, too much to fall asleep just yet. She brushed one hand down her back almost to the swell of her ass and back. It was mostly a loving gesture, and she repeated it a few times until it was time.
“I’m in love with you,” Shelby said.
Quinn was almost asleep but heard her loud and clear. She lifted her head from where it rested on Shelby’s chest and looked in her eyes, chin resting on the back of her hand where her cheek had been.
She studied Shelby’s face for a few moments. Shelby loved that Quinn was clearly taking this seriously. Quinn was a smart girl, mature. They’d been together for only five months, after all.
Shelby loved her even more in that moment.
“I’m in love with you, too,” Quinn said and smiled a soft smile, eyes bright and lovely.
“Really?”
“Really.”
It was the perfect moment.
Shelby entered her apartment after a long day of preparing and then running Vocal Adrenaline through their paces, getting ready for Regionals.
When she closed the door, she saw a pair of flats on the floor by the door that made her smile.
She stepped out of her own heels and trotted to her bedroom, and her heart melted at the sight that greeted her. She dropped her skirt and removed her blouse. Dressed in only her underwear, she climbed into bed and wrapped her arms around 7-months-pregnant Quinn Fabray, sleeping and dressed in a t-shirt and pajama pants.
“Hey, lover,” she whispered in Quinn’s ear.
“Mmmm, hi, baby,” Quinn rubbed the sleep from her eyes and turned in Shelby’s arms. “I was nauseated today at school, so I skipped glee and came home.”
Shelby’s heart swelled, then squeezed.
“Good…I was missing you,” she said, holding back a tear and stroking Quinn’s cheek with her thumb and kissing her. “I’m sorry you felt sick, though.”
“Mmmm, I’m over it,” Quinn said, closing her eyes and letting herself feel. “God, I missed you, too.”
Quinn technically still lived with her parents but only there when she absolutely had to be. Unbelievably, they never said anything about Quinn’s pregnancy. Either they were stupid, in deep denial, or they just didn’t care a thing about Quinn and didn’t notice.
Well, Quinn didn’t care about them either, but she was happy to keep eating their food, at least sometimes, store most of her stuff there, and sleep in her childhood room once in a while when Shelby was gone for some reason. But, really, the night before had been the first she’d spent in her old bed in a very long time.
For all practical purposes, Quinn and Shelby lived together. Shelby’s bed was now their bad, and they were well on their way to forever.
Quinn was still in New Directions, and Shelby obviously still coach of Vocal Adrenaline. They were competitors committed to their teams but secretly immensely proud of each other. Quinn sometimes had a chance to watch Shelby bark instructions at her team, and Shelby once in a great while sat in the shadows of the McKinley auditorium with tears running down her cheeks, proud of her daughter and her woman.
Neither had voiced it—they were trying to just enjoy their lives—but they were both already impatient for Quinn’s high school graduation in a couple of years, so they could live their lives without needing to hide. The apartment was their safe place, though. No one questioned Shelby helping the pregnant girl. She was a teacher, after all. They just didn’t know what went on behind closed doors.
Quinn was practically invisible at school except when she performed and when she was in the choir room, and her friends noticed the change in her. She did tell them she was gay, and she wanted to but never did tell them about Shelby. It was for the best, especially for Rachel. Rachel deserved to be the first to know.
They’d agreed to tell her everything after Nationals when Rachel wouldn’t get distracted. Quinn was close enough to Rachel, and growing closer intentionally, to know that Rachel would obsess over everything and lose focus on her competitions.
Neither Quinn nor Shelby wanted that.
So, in the meantime, a lot of lovingly dirty things went on behind closed doors, and, well, they’d never reveal too much. But, eventually, they’d tell Rachel of their love and how it started.
Shelby snuggled next to Quinn and rubbed her rounded stomach over her t-shirt, then moved her hand under the shirt and continued. Quinn purred at the affectionate but also arousing sensation.
Her bump had grown a little bit, but Shelby thought it had only gotten prettier. She kissed Quinn’s cheek.
As Shelby and Quinn had both bonded to the baby, the changes to Quinn’s body turned Shelby on more.
She figured it was a biological response to seeing her mate growing their child, and their physical relationship reflected that animalistic nature sometimes, for sure.
The always loved each other, but sometimes they just fucked. And, as tender as this had begun, the touch of Shelby’s hand on Quinn’s skin was making her wet.
And, being this close to the girl carrying her child was soaking Shelby’s panties. She sat up and, without a word, pulled Quinn’s pants off. She was naked underneath.
Shelby dived into her pussy, just like that. She left Quinn to pull her own shirt off, which she did.
“Mmmmmm,” Shelby moaned against Quinn’s wet pussy. If she wanted to pull away along enough, she’d tell Quinn how delicious she was.
Shelby latched her mouth to Quinn’s pussy lips, sucking, licking them all around, flicking her clit when she felt like it. By that time, Quinn had her hand on Shelby’s head, and Shelby had her own panties down to her knees.
Finally, she wanted them off, so she gasped for breath and pulled them from first from one leg, then the other. While she was separated from Quinn, she took off her bra, watching Quinn’s bump and breasts heave as she worked her plain lingerie off.
Then, she dived right back in. She used her fingers to pull Quinn’s pussy lips apart and dug her tongue in as far as it could go and put her voice to work.
“Motherfucker!’ Quinn shouted at the vibration of her whole body when Shelby, who could sing by the way, hummed into her cunt.
Shelby laughed a little, which only added to the rumblings through Quinn’s whole body and drew out the orgasm that had ripped through her whole body like a lightning bolt.
Quinn’s mouth was dirty, but Shelby had never heard her shout that word before and certainly not so loud. She was proud and, well, turned on beyond belief. Quinn’s husky, alto voice was the sexiest sound in the world, but this was a new level.
“Shut up,” Quinn panted but chuckled because, fuck, it had been so unexpected but so, so good.
“I think I just found my new favorite things to do to you,” Shelby said as she climbed back up Quinn’s body. “I can’t believe I never did it before, though. You must make me lose my mind.”
“Huh?”
Shelby laughed a deep belly laugh, kissed Quinn’s neck, then just watched her face, hovering, ready to pounce again.
She was not done with Quinn’s body, yet.
New Directions had won Nationals the week before, and Quinn had invited Rachel over to see the baby and just hang out a little, she’d said. But, as Rachel followed Quinn, she realized they weren’t going to the part of town where all the big mansions were and where she had assumed the Fabrays lived.
So, when they pulled into a big apartment complex Rachel had seen but never been in and parked in front of a nice but not luxurious apartment building, Rachel was very confused.
She got out of her car and met Quinn between their cars.
“You live here?” she asked.
“Yeah,” Quinn said, fidgeted a little, and leaned against her car. She was determined for this to go well, so she wanted to prepare Rachel. “Um…can you trust me? I have a surprise.”
Rachel felt a little ambushed already. She wasn’t good with surprises, and Quinn’s behavior made it seem like this may not be an entirely pleasant one.
“Please, Rach. I’m sorry. I should’ve told you I was bringing you here to tell you something. Shit, I’m sorry,” Quinn said.
It wasn’t the first time Quinn had sworn in front of her, but it was still a little jarring. It emphasized her sincerity, though, so it calmed Rachel down a little.
“I trust you Quinn, but are you okay?” Rachel asked.
“Oh, um…” She smiled. “I’m very okay.” Then, she sobered. “But…this surprise is more about you…a little about me, but it affects you, too.” She finished with a sigh. She didn’t think she was helping.
Rachel leaned against her own car. “Okay…well…like I said, I trust you. So, I’ll go, but I don’t know if I like this.”
“It’ll be fine, Rach. Just, please, keep an open mind?” Quinn said, biting her fingernail.
“Okay, Quinn.”
They made their way, in the elevator, to the floor where the apartment was, no words exchanged between them. Rachel was nervous, and Quinn watched Rachel fidget.
But, as they got closer to the apartment, happiness crept into Quinn’s heart because she was about to see her loves, Shelby and Beth.
She opened the door and led Rachel in.
Rachel followed Quinn in the door and found a nice apartment, clearly lived in by a baby, diaper bag on one chair and burping cloths lying around on the furniture.
Then, she saw Shelby Corcoran, a woman she only knew as the coach of their vanquished enemies, sitting on the couch shushing a baby, bouncing it softly on her shoulder.
“Wha-?”
This was so outside of anything Rachel imagined from what Quinn had said that she couldn’t make any sense of it. Why was Shelby Corcoran in Quinn Fabray’s home? Why was she holding what she assumed was Quinn’s baby?
And—just why? And, what did it have to do with her?
Then, she saw Quinn walk barefoot past her to sit next to Ms. Corcoran and take the baby, then peck Shelby on the lips.
“Huh?” Rachel said. She was dumbfounded and still couldn’t make sense of this, and she thought maybe she was being pranked but couldn’t figure out how or why.
Quinn smiled at Beth and kissed her cheek, smiling and bouncing her in her hands as Beth laughed and cooed. Then, Quinn turned Beth around to cradle her and looked up at Rachel. Shelby had been watching Quinn and Beth the whole time.
Yes, Shelby was anxious, but, somehow, she knew this would be okay, even if Rachel rejected her as her mother.
“Come over and sit down, Rachel, please?” Quinn said. “We’ll explain.”
Rachel could do nothing but comply. She already had so many questions, but she wasn’t sure the answers would help.
Quinn shifted with Beth in her arms to face Rachel, and lean against Shelby, whose arms were open and waiting.
Rachel tilted her head at that, trying to figure this out. She wasn’t stupid, but it just didn’t seem possible.
“Okay,” Quinn started. “I think you’ve figured out a few things, which are true, but I’ll get to that later.”
Rachel gasped, and Quinn swallowed. At least she wasn’t running away or screaming.
“First, I’ll tell you the part that’s relevant to you,” Quinn said. “You see…” Shelby tightened her arms around Quinn, to gather courage but also signal to Quinn to go ahead. “You see, Shelby is…your biological mother.”
Rachel recoiled and then stood. She didn’t go anywhere, though. Then, she sat down again.
“What?”
Shelby took over. “It’s true…I am. I wasn’t supposed to know until you were older, but, well—“
“Well, she kind of met me,” Quinn said, smiling again and sinking further into Shelby’s embrace.
Rachel sat, astonished, then, “Wait…how do you know?” she said, standing up again. She paced around the room this time.
Shelby had seen enough of Rachel in the New Directions practices she’d watched to know this was how she dealt with stress, pacing and storming like a bull in a china shop.
“What?” Shelby said.
“How do you know you’re my mother?” Rachel screamed, arms wide.
“I just know,” Shelby said, remaining calm, having been prepared for this kind of reaction. “Hiram and Leroy are your dads, right?” Shelby asked.
“Yeah,” Rachel said, almost defeated. She didn’t want to believe this, but she didn’t think they were trying to trick or prank her. Quinn would have no reason to.
“Your dads and I met a long time ago, well a little while before you were born, and they asked me to help them.”
Rachel sat down again, finally. As she pondered this, Beth started to fuss, and Quinn and Shelby focused their attention on her. When she didn’t settle, Quinn went to the kitchen to prepare a bottle of breast milk, leaving Beth, and Rachel, alone with Shelby.
“Rachel, I just wanted you to know because of Quinn. I don’t have any expectations for a relationship with you. I know this is completely unexpected. But, Rachel, I would love to get to know you…if it’s okay with you.” Shelby soothed Beth the best she could as she spoke.
Quinn re-entered the living room with the bottle and took Beth back to feed her.
Rachel watched them all together, and for a while Quinn and Shelby were focused on each other and Beth.
“What’s going on with the two of you? And…isn’t it illegal?” Rachel said.
Quinn chuckled in spite of herself. “Well, it's a gray area, but if have to ask, you probably know what’s going on.”
“Yes…well,” Rachel leaned back in the chair, unwilling to be amused just yet.
“Okay…yes, it’s true. Shelby and I are together, a couple, and before you get up in arms,” Quinn raised her voice to calm Rachel, who she could tell was having the delayed reaction she’d expected. “it’s completely consensual, Rachel, and no one is getting hurt. Okay? No one. I’m happy…and, Rachel, I’m in love.”
She turned her head and smiled at Shelby who met her gaze with a tearful gaze of her own.
“So, you’re really gay,” Rachel said, in a way that said she’d known all along.
“Yeah,” Quinn chuckled again. “really, really gay…like as gay as Ellen and Rosie combined.”
It was the best way she could describe just how repressed she’d been compared to how totally aware of herself she was now.
“I un-pressed her lemon,” Shelby said, laughing with Quinn.
“It’s an inside joke,” Quinn said when Rachel screwed up her face in distaste of the image. “Rachel, I know this is really weird, believe me,” she said after a minute.
“And, just so you know, Rachel, this isn’t about feeling sorry for Quinn or some sordid sugar momma thing,” Shelby said.
“Ew, yeah, no,” Quinn said. “Believe me, Rach, I could raise Beth on my own, but Shelby’s the perfect mother to Beth, I’m happy. Shelby makes me happy. I’m so in love with her, Rachel...” she trailed off.
She couldn’t really explain it to her.
Shelby leaned over and kissed Quinn’s shoulder squeezing mother and daughter closer to her.
“Ditto, baby,” she whispered to Quinn but loud enough for Rachel to hear. Beth finished her bottle, and Quinn lifted her to her shoulder to burp. Beth smiled and looked around as Quinn patted her back and Shelby made faces at her.
Rachel observed them. She wanted to question how Shelby could be such a great mother but leave her in the dark, but she was smart enough to understand legal agreements and restrictions. She wouldn’t hold that against Shelby regardless of her decision regarding their own relationship.
And, she was nothing if not open-minded, and as she watched, she couldn’t help but be happy for Quinn. She realized she couldn’t do anything to mess that up.
“Um,” she cleared her throat. “I won’t tell anyone about the two of you, but…”
As she trailed off, Shelby and Quinn waited for the rest, and Beth burped. That broke the tension a little, as they all laughed, and Quinn gave Beth a playful kiss on her cheek before Rachel continued.
“I, uh, still don’t know what to think about knowing you’re my mother. Can I…think about it?” Rachel said.
“Absolutely,” Shelby said. “Rachel, thank you. And…you can take all the time you need to think about it, and you can come ask me questions or Quinn and she can relay them to me if you don’t want to see me. Whatever you want, Rachel, it’s up to you. If you never want to see me again, I won’t like it, but I’ll accept it.”
“Okay,” Rachel said, still fidgeting a little, uncomfortable still with all that had happened and where she was. She still thought maybe she’d wake up from a dream, but dreams are supposed to be pleasant or completely nightmarish. This was just puzzling.
“Do you want to hold her?” Quinn asked.
“Oh…may I?” Rachel asked. A baby she could handle. This she understood.
“Of course…that’s why you came, right?” Quinn laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
“Yeah.” Rachel finally chuckled. Maybe she didn’t grasp all of this, but Quinn was Quinn, and she loved babies. She’d deal with the rest later, she figured. It’d be hard, but she’d try to put it aside for now.
When Rachel had Beth in her arms, happy and fed, laughing and cooing, Rachel realized that whatever she was going to do with Shelby, Beth was the most important person to think about besides herself.
“Do you need a babysitter?”
“Bye-bye mama, bye-bye, mama!” Beth repeated over “Auntie Rachel’s” shoulder. Beth wasn’t old enough to understand who Rachel really was.
She was just over a year old, and their neighbors simply thought her mommy and mama were still teacher and student.
But, really, it was their two-year anniversary, marked from the day met, had sex for the first time, and, in retrospect, fell in love, in a way that little girls like Beth should not be present for. But, they were not, and seventeen-year-old mommy and 46-year-old mama were about to celebrate in a way little girls like Beth should not be present for.
As Quinn and Shelby stood by the door, though, they gave no indication to anybody who might walk by that they were going to fuck each other senseless all night. After all, it may be strictly legal, but they didn't want the attention it would bring.
And, as she closed the door, trapping Quinn against it, Shelby whispered, “I saw you sneak a look at Rachel’s ass” into Quinn’s ear.
“Well, she has a nice ass. It’s her amazing genes.” Quinn giggled as Shebly bit onto her neck just hard enough to tickle.
“You know how to butter me up, don’t you? It is a nice ass she has,” Shelby said as she rubbed Quinn’s ass under her dress, then stuck her hands into her panties to palm her cheeks. “Yours is better.”
“Are you going to do anything with it, or are you just going to hold it for a while?” Quinn asked, smirking and looking into Shelby’s eyes, which were right there where she could get lost in the sea of golden brown. She was content right there.
Shelby squeezed and stared into Quinn’s eyes. “I’m gonna hold it for a while. Then, I’m gonna take you to bed and worship it…thoroughly.”
“Okay, take your time,” Quinn said. She figured this was fun for both of them.
Shelby and Quinn continued to stare while Shelby kneaded and squeezed. Quinn studied Shelby’s face, signs of her youth still present in her beautiful, smooth skin but also with lines around her mouth and eyes that added to her beauty, Quinn thought. While Shelby pulled her ass cheeks apart, then kneaded some more, Quinn traced the lines with her hands.
“Ready, dear?” Shelby said, when Quinn’s adoration got the best of her.
“Mhm.” Quinn bit her lip and smiled wider at the completely ordinary term of endearment, which to her meant permanence and undying love.
Shelby pulled Quinn from the door but didn’t remove her hands. She walked Quinn backwards to the bedroom, still staring into her eyes, still squeezing her butt. Quinn fought back a smile at the kind of dorky stubbornness of Shelby.
“It’s okay, you can laugh at me. I can take it,” Shelby said as they stood by their bed, Shelby’s hands still firmly planted on Quinn’s ass.
Quinn laughed and kissed Shelby at the same time. “I love you.” In fact, she was possibly more in love with Shelby now than she ever had been. She wasn’t sure if it was possible, but she thought she did.
“Play time’s over,” Shelby said and crouched down as she pulled Quinn’s panties down and off her long legs. She stood back up. “It’s time for you to be naked.”
She manhandled Quinn, turning her over and pushing her face down onto the bed.
“Aah!” Quinn cried at the sudden movement, but it was a cry of joy and anticipation.
Shelby pulled the zipper down on Quinn’s skirt and pulled it off, then pulled the zipper down the side of her own sundress, letting it hang open. Then, she dragged the blouse zipper down her back and pulled it over Quinn’s head, leaving her in just her bra. That didn’t last long before Shelby threw it across the room, and she had a naked teenage girl on her bed.
Not just any teenage girl, though, her love. Quinn Fabray, the mother of her child, all long legs and glorious ass, and, hopefully her fiancée by the end of the night. She had a surprise.
“Stay right there,” she ordered, but Quinn wasn’t going anywhere. She did turn her head, though, so she could catch Shelby undressing. She was not disappointed.
Shelby pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulder, then the dress down over her hips until it dropped on the floor. She was naked underneath. Rachel Berry may have a nice ass, and she was pretty, for sure, but Quinn still thought Shelby was the most beautiful woman in the world. Her high cheekbones, expressive eyes, and bright smile, her shapely legs, round hips, boobs pert and big, her soft and pretty belly. Quinn thought she was a breathtaking vision. And, she couldn’t even see her ass, which she could write poetry about.
Shelby knelt down and kissed Quinn’s left ass cheek, then her right. Then, she went at it. She licked and sucked and squeezed and kissed…all over, with more than one drag of her tongue up Quinn’s spine, sending Quinn into tremors of ecstasy.
Shelby, then, licked from Quinn’s pussy to her asshole and flicked the outer ring of her asshole with her tongue.
“Fuck!” Quinn shouted. Then, she shuddered, without warning, in an orgasm she had not been expecting. It wasn’t a big one, but the sensation was heightened by Shelby climbing on top of her and draping her naked body over Quinn’s, bare breasts pressed against Quinn’s back and Shelby’s wet pussy rubbing lightly against her ass. “Fucking shit,” she breathed.
“Good, huh?” Shelby whispered in her ear, grinding down on Quinn’s ass still. Someday, she was going to ride Quinn’s ass to an orgasm. She wasn’t going to this time because she wanted Quinn to feel as much pleasure as possible, but maybe she’d ask on her birthday. Quinn would like it, too, she was sure, but it would be mostly for her.
“You’re leaving a wet spot on my ass,” Quinn said.
“Is that a problem?”
“Nuh-uh,” Quinn answered. “How did you give me an orgasm without hardly touching my pussy?”
“I don’t know. I must be pretty good,” Shelby said, still grinding, not enough to climax but just enough to keep her at a simmer.
“I do think you’re pretty hot stuff,” Quinn said, enjoying the weight of Shelby and the other things she was doing, especially her warm breath on her ear.
“You do?”
“I do…very hot stuff.”
“That works out well, then, because I think you’re pretty hot, yourself,” Shelby said.
She finally pushed herself off Quinn and eased Quinn over onto her back. She looked down at her with love and adoration. “Scoot up onto the pillow. I want to eat your pussy.”
“Will I get to touch you tonight?” Quinn asked as she obeyed.
“Yeah…but after I’m done with your body.” She moved to hover over Quinn. “I love you. Happy anniversary.”
“I love you,” Quinn said. “Happy anniversary.”
Shelby kissed Quinn’s lips, then her chin, her breasts one at a time, her stomach, where her kiss lingered for just a beat longer, then finally she arrived at her pussy. She licked the patch of hair just above her clit, then pulled her clit between her lips.
Quinn instantly moved to gather Shelby’s hair out of her face so she could watch. “Lick me.”
“I’ll do even better than that,” Shelby said, then put her mouth back on Quinn, this time licking around her clit over her pussy lips, already swollen and wet. Then, she brought two fingers up and slowly pushed them in Quinn’s hole, flicking her clit with her tongue at the same.
“Oh…my god.” The words fell from Quinn’s mouth on a moan. She squeezed Shelby’s hair, as she bucked her ass up off the bed. Shelby continued her assault on Quinn’s clit as she started to finger fuck her hard and fast.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Quinn chanted, bucking and turning her body to get Shelby’s fingers deeper.
Then, Shelby pushed down on Quinn’s stomach and pushed up on her g-spot from the inside, and that set Quinn off.
She squeezed Shelby’s fingers and gushed all over face. Shelby collected as much of her juices in her mouth as she could, but, it was a veritable river. So, when she pushed herself up, removed her fingers, and climbed up Quinn’s body again, licking her fingers, her face glistened.
Shelby released her fingers from her mouth with a pop and kissed Quinn as hard as she possibly could, so Quinn experienced the full flavor her juices as they moved their tongues around each other and back and forth between their mouths, then wound their tongues around again some more.
Shelby broke the kiss and watched as Quinn relaxed with a blissful smile on her face.
It was time.
She leaned over to the nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out the ring box.
It took just long enough for Quinn to register the movement for Shelby to open the box and lay it on Quinn’s stomach with the ring facing Quinn.
Quinn’s eyes brightened in recognition, and she looked at Shelby, expectantly.
“Quinn Fabray…sweetie, will you marry me?”
Quinn simply nodded, biting her lip and smiling.
Shelby picked up the box and pulled out the ring. She pulled Quinn’s hand up and placed the ring on her finger then kissed her. “I love you, Quinn. I always will.”
Quinn sat up and squeezed Shelby around her neck, then pulled back, smiling. “I love you, too, Shelby. You have no idea how much…forever.”
They kissed again, and soon they were winding their tongues together again, tasting Quinn’s juices still.
It revved them up again, but this time Quinn took control. She wasn’t going to wait any longer.
She pushed Shelby on her back and, right away, rubbed her clit, hard and fast, relishing how wet she was before very long at all.
Now, Shelby was pushing middle age, but she was still pretty flexible, so Quinn decided she’d use that to her advantage. She pushed Shelby’s legs up as far as they’d go, so that her knees almost touched her breasts.
It gave Quinn easily enough room to access Shelby’s pussy and most of her ass. And, when Shelby got tired she could put her feet down on Quinn’s back. Quinn loved being connected to Shelby’s body in any way she could.
So, she lay down and helped Shelby hold her legs up by putting her hands on her upper thighs just below her ass and started to lick like a lollipop. She licked all around and flicked her clit, then sucked it in.
Then, she burrowed as deep as she could get with her tongue, for as much of Shelby’s intoxicating flavor as she could. As with many times before, Quinn still tasted herself on her tongue mixed with Shelby’s own distinct zest. and anytime Quinn pushed her tongue that far in, Shelby always howled like a banshee.
This was no exception.
“Tongue fuck me!” Shelby screamed, and Quinn took it as the encouragement it was and pushed even further in until her nose brushed Shelby’s clit.
Shelby’s scent almost launched Quinn into another unexpected orgasm, but Quinn concentrated on Shelby. She built her up and built her up, thrusting and licking inside her pussy, along her pussy walls.
Quinn never thought she’d need any drug except this one, the taste and aroma of one Shelby Corcoran.
She was finally ready to finish her off because the sight of Shelby coming was just as good. Besides, the air always smelled of their sex when they were done.
Quinn pulled her tongue out abruptly and latched on to Shelby’s clit with her lips and, simultaneously, speared two fingers in Shelby’s pussy, finding her g-spot with no effort at all.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Shelby yelled in staccato rhythm with Quinn’s fingers.
Quinn rubbed as hard as she could, still working her clit, moaning at the taste…and the combined sensations sent Shelby’s ass rocketing off the bed and her pussy squeezing and gushing all over Quinn leaving Quinn in the state Shelby had been in…soaked with her lover’s juices.
Quinn pulled her fingers out, easing Shelby back onto the damp sheets, sucked them clean and settled on top of a heaving Shelby.
“Happy anniversary, fiancée,” Quinn said.
“We’re not done,” Shelby panted. “But, I need a nap.”
Quinn chuckled. “Me too, baby. Me too.” She snuggled with Shelby’s arms around her.
They fell asleep with very similar visions of their future together dancing in their heads.
The End
Note: I hate explanatory notes. Generally, more than one interpretation is desriable, but if a story needs explanation, it's not good enough. But...feel free to imagine Rachel joining Shelby and Quinn once in a while in their bed or not. But, I'll take the authorial authority, written in as Shelby being "a one girl woman" and say it's only occasional and means nothing more than sex.
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