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Family Affairs	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 41876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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: Plot by mymyself19, smut by me.
Things went on much like this until Quinn went off to Yale.
She spent almost a full semester lonely without Russell, unable to see him until the Thanksgiving break.
They didn’t leave the bedroom. Their Thanksgiving dinner was an elegantly prepared pair of TV dinners.
They didn’t have time between their frantic marathon fucking sessions to do any more.
Quinn had gone off the pill right before she left.
About a month later, the semester was over, and she was coming home.
She wanted to surprise her father a day early.
She had news… big, life-changing news.
She had a plan to execute.
She had accomplished the first step of her three-pronged plan.
The next step was waking him up the best way she knew how before the final step, telling Russell that one of their dreams had come true.
After leaving her bag next to the door, she started her trek towards their bedroom.
Her heart fluttered at seeing her father, sleeping with her pillow to his chest, wearing only his boxers.
It was a nice little gesture that he didn’t like being naked in bed without Quinn.
Unconsciously, Quinn took off her dress, leaving her naked and still standing near the doorway, already dripping just thinking of the things her daddy was going to do to her when he woke up and found her there.
And, she dripped more thinking about what he’d do to her when she delivered her news.
She stepped up to the bed and began to run her fingers over the cloth covering his penis.
With the other hand, she grabbed the waistband of his boxers and began to pull them down.
She grabbed hold of his dick as soon as it was free.
“Quinn?” Russell breathed as he woke and found the vision of an angel, a very dirty one, stripping him of his boxer shorts.
He was hard from her fondling.
“Hi, Daddy. Surprise,” she sang.
“I can’t believe you’re here… and, mmm, naked” he said.
“You want me to put my clothes back on?” she teased.
“Absolutely not,” he intoned. “Come here.”
Quinn climbed onto the bed and hovered over Russell.
“I missed you…” she kissed Russell hard.
She was still a 19-year-old girl, but she was much more take-charge as a woman than when their romance started.
She was always very sure of herself and determined to get what she wanted, but now, practically a woman, she was confident, independent and positively brimming with sexuality.
“Fuck… I need you, Quinn” Russell gasped after the kiss. “Now. Please.”
Quinn knew there was a lot of truth to what he said… he had been clutching her pillow after all.
“I need you, too, Daddy,” she said and sat up a little to line his cock with her pussy.
As soon as his cock was completely enveloped in her pussy, she leaned over and pressed her upper body to Russell’s and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Then, she began rocking on his cock.
“Your cock always fills me so good,” Quinn murmured.
Quinn spread her legs further to feel her father’s dick that much deeper.
She looked into his eyes with a look that was pure need.
She impulsively stuck her tongue down his throat, practically devouring his mouth.
“I need you to put me on my back and drill me,” she pleaded. “Slow and deep.”
Russell was surprised by the request.
He kissed her again.
“Are you okay, Princess?” he asked.
“I’m so, so wonderful. I just need to feel your cock dragging inside me and stretching me, Daddy,” she said.
Russell turned them over and settled his cock to the hilt inside Quinn’s pussy.
He looked into her eyes again and smiled.
“I’ll always do that, whenever you want,” he said.
“Thank you, Daddy. And, just to be clear. I want slow, not gentle… I want you to make me feel dirty,” she said.
Russell’s cock twitched inside of his daughter’s pussy.
She had a dirty mouth, but this was a whole new level.
He liked it… a lot.
The best part was he knew she meant it.
She never wasted words. She really meant for him to give her the dirtiest fuck he could.
So he did.
First, he dragged his cock back along her walls until just the tip was inside of her pussy.
Then, even slower, he slid his whole body along hers as his cock stretch her pussy open again.
His abs slid along hers.
His chest pulled on her nipples as his cock hit every inch of her pussy.
“Fuck!!!!” Quinn whispered on a long gasp. “So good. Do it again.”
He did, again and again and again.
In and out, in and out.
Quinn’s nerve endings were lit on fire every time her father’s cock pulled inside of her, then exploded when pushed on every centimeter of her pussy.
And, on every stroke inside of her, she just got wetter until the squelching noise Russell’s cock made when he pushed in sent Quinn into delirium.
“Oh my god,” she gasped. “My cunt is gonna drown your dick in girl cum.”
“Shit,” Russell gasped. “Are you close? Your mouth and your pussy are killing me. I need to cum.”
Russell was pulling back again, slower than ever.
“Shit, yes… I just need to feel your load pouring inside me… give it to me. Give me your big load,” she gasped.
“I’m gonna go hard and unload, all right?” he asked as he pushed his cock back in, unhurried until he got her okay.
“Yes, yes, yes… I just need your cum…. now!” she whispered, urgent.
“Here goes” he said.
He pulled back one more time, this time a little bit faster.
Then, he slammed into her hard, hitting her cervix and sending huge waves of semen into his daughter’s pussy.
“Fuck!!!!!!” she screamed.
She felt the warm seed her father unloaded into her spread inside her pussy.
She couldn’t hold off her orgasm if she’d wanted to.
She definitely didn’t want to.
Her pussy squeezed the big cock inside of her pussy and gushed and gushed and gushed.
It was so much that she squirted and sent her own waves of juices flowing from her pussy.
She did exactly what she’d promised and immersed her father’s penis in juices.
It was a mess, a dirty, wonderful mess.
Still panting from the unexpected exercise, and lying in the mess with Russell’s cock nestled inside of her, Quinn smiled.
“Not that I’m not glad you’re here, baby, but I thought you weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow,” Russell said, still trying to catch his breath.
“I took the first train I could when I found out. I have some news, and it couldn’t wait… well, it could wait until after we did that,” Quinn said sheepishly.
“Mmm, and let me just say, thank god it could.” Russell smirked. “What is it, baby? It’s gotta be good after that.”
“It’s definitely good.”
Quinn looked down at Russell’s now flaccid penis that had fallen out of her because of all the wetness.
She began massaging it with no real intent, just because she wanted to feel what she’d done to it.
It was so slick with their juices, it made her tingle.
But, she needed to concentrate.
“Baby, you’re gonna get us started again if you don’t watch out,” Russell gulped as Quinn simply stroked him faster and faster.
“Daddy, I’m pregnant. You’re gonna be a father again,” she breathed. “And, I’m gonna be the mother of your child.”
For the next ten seconds, Quinn and Russell were silent. Then, Quinn squealed because Russell had suddenly turned them over and pinned her to the bed, hands above her head. His painfully hard dick poked her stomach.
“What did you just say?”
Quinn returned her father’s shining smile.
He released her arms, and she wrapped them around her father’s neck.
“I said that you fucked,” she kissed him, “a baby into me.”
As soon as the words were out, their tongues were tangled together, winding and pulsing in and out.
Their moans filled the room at the eroticism of the kiss.
“We made a baby,” Russell breathed.
“My father impregnated me,” Quinn beamed.
She was so proud… of him, of herself.
“I want you so bad right now,” Russell growled.
“Then take me, stud.”
***
“Are you really pregnant?” Russell asked after he’d thoroughly fucked her again.
“I took seven tests just to make sure,” she smiled and panted.
“I’ll take you to a doctor tomorrow. I know a guy in Columbus. I don’t want the gossip mill to start if they see you at an obstetrician,” Russell said.
“You mean you don’t want Puck to know?” Quinn smirked.
She agreed, but she was slightly amused that her father was trying to protect her from Puck’s prying.
Obviously, he’d assume the baby was his, and that would be a mess.
Her father nodded.
“Of course, Daddy… Daddy, I want the baby to be born in Boston,” Quinn said.
“Really? I thought you wanted to stay in New Haven until you graduated. That’s why I was putting everything off,” Russell said, surprised.
“Daddy, I want you. And I know you want to make me happy, but I want the same for you. I see your face every time you talk to Uncle Will about the city. And I already applied and filed a transfer from Yale to Boston University. I want to start the next phase of our lives in your home. That way, you can be closer to everything, and have a closer hand in things there—”
Quinn’s speech was interrupted by Russell’s eager tongue.
That morning couldn’t have had a better ending.
***
Russell was cooking mounds of food for lunch later that day.
His baby had to eat for two, after all.
Just thinking about it put a toothy smile on his face.
He was going to be a dad. Again. With his daughter.
Naughty, perverted old man, he chuckled to himself.
The beautifully dirty thought made him harden a little inside his sweatpants.
“Daddy, where’s your head right now?” asked Quinn, wearing one of her father’s shirts.
Only one of her father’s shirts.
“Nowhere, baby. Just planning.”
She smirked and winked.
“Right. Well, I’m afraid we need to deal with Puck. For the past half hour, he’s been texting dirty messages to me that make my skin crawl. He’s expecting me tomorrow and just the thought of him near me makes my stomach twist.”
“I’ll be damned if that good for nothing moocher will ever come near you again now that my baby is inside you. I’ll kill him with my bare hands if he even comes near you,” Russell’s voice rose as he spoke.
He was getting irrationally angry.
Quinn got up pulled him into a long, deep kiss.
He palmed her bare ass.
“Don’t worry, Daddy. I don’t want that either. Our baby is safe,” Quinn calmed her father with gentle strokes to his hair.
“Our baby.” Russell all but forgot about Puck, focusing his attention on rubbing his daughter’s flat stomach. “That sounds so amazing.”
“Yes it does. But let’s eat before we get sidetracked again. We have plans to execute,” Quinn said.
Quinn took her seat again.
Beaming at her from the stove, he finished cooking and sat by her side.
“I’ve been thinking long and hard about the Puck issue. I even talked with Santana because she knows him so well—”
Quinn gave him her famous raised eyebrow.
He chuckled.
“Anyway, she gave me an idea that I think could make all of this easier.”
“What is it? Although I must say I’m a bit scared. Everything that comes from Santana’s mind is probably dangerous…”
Russell snickered.
“You’re probably right, but, I think this can work,” Russell answered.
“Okay, I’ll bite. What is it?”
“Okay. We know that Puck will never leave you on his own. He sees you as his trophy and you’re his ticket to being somebody,” Russell started.
“This isn’t sounding good,” Quinn muttered.
“As I was saying, he’s not gonna let you go on his own. So, what if we give him a reason to leave you?” Russell finished with a proud smirk.
“How are we going to do that? If we tell him I’m pregnant, he’ll just be around even more,” Quinn said. “You know how ‘responsible’ he is.”
She did the air quotes with her fingers.
“Not if he actually has to take care of you. What if you told him I’d disown you if I found out? He’d think he had to do everything, and he’d probably leave you. What do you think?” Russell asked.
Quinn pondered what he’d said.
“It might actually work. I think I agree he’s all talk. As soon as it gets real, he’ll be gone.” Her excitement grew.
“And, he won’t say anything because he’ll still be afraid of me. And then, we’ll sell the house; tell anyone who asks that I was transferred. Nobody will remember us in a month. In a town like this, there’s always a new scandal or neighbor to dig up dirt on. We’ve been lucky.”
“I think that all sounds wonderful,” Quinn smiled. “And, I can’t wait to finally be yours for real and start our lives once and for all.”
While Quinn was daydreaming, Russell was struck with a thought.
“What about Santana?”
Quinn smiled gently.
Her dad was a wonderful man.
He worried about every member of their family, biological or not.
She fell impossibly more in love with him.
She pecked his lips.
“I love you, you know that?” Quinn whispered.
“Of course I know,” he smiled in return. “I love you too, baby. What do you love me for this time?”
“You included my best friend in our plans. Isn’t that enough?”
“Well, she’s family. And family…”
Before he could even finish, Quinn ended the Fabray motto “…sticks together”.
After a moment of tender silence, Quinn spoke.
“Santana was accepted into Boston University, too. Brittany applied to all the colleges she wanted to in the area. Britt asked a lot of questions but, of course, trusted Santana in the end. She’s been aware of our intention to move from day one and she’s been on board ever since.”
“She wants to move?” he asked.
“Yep. She’s family, and she thinks it’s a good idea, too, and she wants to be a part of it. Oh, her head’s gonna explode when I tell her I’m pregnant.” Quinn laughed as she stood up to lean on the table in front of her father.
He began stroking her thighs absently.
Russell laughed at the string of curse words he expected to hear from Santana.
“Okay… so, Santana and Brittany will come with us. So, tell Santana, then Puck. I just wish I could see his reaction,” Russell chuckled, still brushing his fingers over Quinn’s thighs on display.
“I’ll do that. But first, don’t you think we should take advantage of the fact nobody knows that I’m here?” Quinn purred, unbuttoning the shirt and dropping it to the floor.
At the sight, Russell got hard almost painfully fast, and before he could even think about it, he’d lifted Quinn with practiced ease with the intention of making good use of their alone time.
They couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom, so he headed for the couch.
They never got to the bedroom, but they certainly had a lot of orgasms.
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