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I'm Mad Because I Love You	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 50329 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- 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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Quinn entered the Cheerios locker room just to get away.
She was so sick of everything.
Her parents still hated her.
She was Head Cheerio again, but it just wasn’t the same anymore. Sue didn’t think she could do it anymore; she just liked the idea of using the reformed teenage mom angle to raise funds.
Santana resented her, and Quinn knew Brittany’s loyalties lay squarely with Santana even if she didn’t say so.
Most importantly, Rachel and Finn were dating again.
She still didn’t want to admit why that bothered her so damn much…in spite of her newfound self-awareness.
“Mmmmmm…fuck,” Quinn heard a deep but feminine moan from behind one of the banks of lockers.
Sure it was Brittany and Santana going at it again, she approached slowly.
She had to reveal herself. She didn’t resent them. She envied them.
And, she didn’t want to leave because they may hear her and get scared that their secret was out.
They clearly didn’t hear the door opening, but they probably would hear it fall closed.
She quietly rounded the bank of lockers, and stopped dead in her tracks.
It wasn’t two girls; it was one.
One Rachel Berry.
Stroking a penis…a real penis…a real, big penis, attached to her own body.
Rachel Berry had a big penis, and she was masturbating.
Quinn hastily retreated behind the lockers.
She took in huge gulps of air…and then Rachel’s moans reached her ears again.
Quinn closed her eyes and tried valiantly to calm down.
Finally, she got her breathing and heart rate under control, and she was ready to process what she’d seen.
Despite the distraction of Rachel’s continued moans, Quinn quickly concluded one thing.
She wanted to stay…and she wanted to see Rachel’s dick again.
This did not surprise her in the least, but her courage to go through with it did.
She sneaked around the end of the lockers again and took in the sight.
Rachel Berry had a penis, and she was currently stroking it for all she was worth, with her other hand massaging her balls.
She was clothed. She had her usual animal sweater, headband and knee socks. Her short skirt was bunched around her waist, but her boxers—of course—lay next to her on the bench.
Quinn’s focus was on Rachel’s penis…she had those two word on repeat in her head.
Rachel’s penis was rather large, as she’d noticed right off the bat, but, now that she had a good look, she noticed how absolutely gorgeous it was.
That surprised her as much as the fact that Rachel Berry had one in the first place did.
She didn’t think she’d ever find the sight of a penis attractive, but Rachel Berry’s thick cock—finally, she found another word for it—made her mouth water.
It wasn’t particularly long, but it was a gorgeous tan flesh color, much like Rachel’s gorgeous tan on the rest of her body, and it had a beautiful pink head.
And it was thick…she felt like her brain was short circuiting, fixating one word at a time.
Her mouth watered as she stared at the beauty of Rachel Berry and her dick, and she had to touch it. So, she stepped forward.
“Rachel,” she said quietly so as not to startle Rachel too much.
It didn’t work. Rachel jumped out of her skin.
“Quinn!” she screamed, then covered her crotch and slumped her shoulders as if she’d been expecting this after all. “Quinn…please, get it over with. All your suspicions are true. Manhands has a penis. Tell me you knew there was a reason I had such big hands, masculine features, whatever it is you think about me. Call me boy hips. I know that’s one of the na—”
“Berry!” This was why Quinn’s frustrations with Rachel were genuine and sometimes so intense. “Stop talking!”
“Sorry…please proceed with your insults,” she said, bowing her head.
Quinn rolled her eyes because…Rachel just could not shut up without saying one more thing.
It endeared her to Quinn and infuriated her at the same time.
Quinn walked up and stood in front of Rachel.
For several long moments, she just stood there.
Rachel was impatient, of course, so she finally locked eyes with Quinn.
“Qui—”
Rachel stopped as quickly as she started because Quinn was getting down on her knees.
She grabbed Rachel’s wrists and moved them away from her, amazingly, still hard penis.
And, then…she wrapped her hand around the base of Rachel’s penis and deep throated it.
“Quinn!...Oh my god,” Rachel’s exclamation of surprised turned instantly into a moan as Quinn began bobbing her head up and down Rachel penis.
Quinn moaned and moaned, deep, guttural, loud.
She moved her hand to Rachel’s balls and massaged them, continuing to bob up and down for several long minutes while Rachel white-knuckled the bench.
“You have great stamina…you’ve been hard for how long?” she panted continuing with her hand where her mouth left off.
“Fuck, I don’t know,” Rachel responded, breathless as Quinn went back down on her.
She bobbed and bobbed, flattening her tongue on the underside of Rachel’s cock and then finally needed more.
She stood up and removed her panties.
“You taste so good, you got me really wet,” she gasped as she straddled Rachel, “Now, I need you inside me.”
“But…I don’t have any condoms, and I don’t know if I can get you pregnant,” she whined because she really, really wanted to fuck Quinn.
“I don’t care. I need you inside me, and I need you now…raw. Just let me ride you,” she said and gave Rachel no more time to protest.
She wrapped her arms around Rachel’s neck, kissed her hard, and impaled herself on Rachel’s dick.
They both moaned into each other’s mouths.
She began bouncing up and down, hard, on Rachel’s dick.
“Mmmm…you’re stretching me so good,” she mumbled, “Fuck me!”
Rachel was still trying to get past the shock of all Quinn was doing to her, so Quinn’s words carried very little meaning because she wasn’t expecting any of this.
The kiss had given her something to concentrate on, but now she was back to trying to figure out what was happening.
None of this made any sense, unless…
A question bubbled up from Rachel’s throat.
“Is this a dream?” she asked.
Quinn chuckled and pinched Rachel’s nipple through her sweater.
“Oooohh….” Rachel moaned at the pleasurable pain.
“Do you think it’s a dream?” she asked, with a raised eyebrow, still bouncing on Rachel’s dick.
“No,” Rachel murmured.
"Mmmm...not a dream. God, I feel every inch of your huge dick in my pussy, and it's so good."
Rachel still didn’t know if this was real—maybe it was a hallucination, and the pinch came from an unknown source—but it had at least brought all the pieces together.
If this was a hallucination, Rachel was going to enjoy it.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” she asserted and maneuvered them until Quinn was on her back on the bench.
“Finally!” Quinn moaned and then whimpered as Rachel actually pulled out.
Then, she grew wide-eyed as Rachel finished undressing.
“Oh my god, Rachel…your tits are amazing. Why do you hide them?” she asked.
Rachel smiled and straddled the bench…naked, hard dick pointing like a compass at Quinn.
Quinn let her feet fall to the floor, leaving her pussy open and ready.
“I don’t know, Quinn…god, your pussy is so pretty,” Rachel breathed.
The rest of her cheerleading uniform just added to the sexy vision of Quinn Fabray, open and ready for Rachel.
Her pussy was so pretty she had to fuck it, so she did.
She took Quinn’s leg and placed it on her shoulder and slid her dick right into Quinn’s pussy in one fluid motion.
“Fuck!!!” Quinn shouted.
Quinn was so flexible it wasn’t hard at all for Rachel to lean and bend Quinn’s leg on her shoulder so she could kiss her and fuck her hard.
The tasted each other's swirling tongues until they needed air.
And, Quinn took advantage of their closeness by grabbing both of Rachel’s tits and squeezing.
“Shit, keep squeezing them,” Rachel gasped.
“They’re even better in my hand…harder!” Quinn demanded and she pinched Rachel’s nipples, resolving to put them in her mouth as soon as possible.
“You like my dick fucking you, Quinn? You want me to shoot my load inside you?” Rachel grunted as she picked up her pace, feeling overwhelmed by Quinn’s hands on her breasts, her thigh on her torso and her velvety pussy around her dick.
Not to mention her gorgeous face awash with sexual pleasure.
Quinn put her lips at Rachel’s ear and whispered the dirty things Rachel’s cock was making her feel.
“Mhm, yeah, your big dick is so good…it’s stretching me so wide. I can’t wait to feel your cum shooting inside my cunt.”
“Fuck!” Rachel exclaimed.
Rachel didn’t know Quinn could ever say such dirty words, but the positively indecent confirmation that she wanted Rachel’s seed sent her over the edge.
She thrust one more time and pulsed her cum deep inside Quinn’s pussy.
The feeling of the warm jets of Rachel’s semen inside of her sent Quinn over the edge.
“Shit, your cum feels good,” Quinn murmured and squeezed Rachel’s cock with her pussy walls and gushed all over it.
“Oh…” The feeling of Quinn’s soft pussy squeezing her cock sent another small jet of cum into Quinn before Rachel was finally done.
She collapsed on top of Quinn before she realized what she’d just done.
She pulled out of Quinn and scrambled to her feet.
“Quinn!” she gasped.
“Yeah, Berry?” she raised her eyebrow, not happy at the sudden loss of the delicious of ache of Rachel’s dick stretching her open.
“We just had sex!” Rachel squeaked and looked around for her clothes.
“Yeah, so? You’re dating Finn,” Quinn said, “Clearly, we wanted each other’s bodies and didn’t care about anything else.”
Quinn cared about other things, but clearly Rachel didn’t.
“Oh...um, about that. Finn and I don’t actually have a romantic relationship. He found out about my…you know, and has agreed to act as my boyfriend to throw people off the scent. Clearly, that hasn’t helped much…” Rachel trailed off, still looking nervous.
“Wait…how did he find out? You know what? Never mind. Relax, Rachel. I wasn’t lying. I liked your dick, and I won’t tell anyone about your secret…and I want to keep doing it,” Quinn said.
“You do?” Rachel asked, “Wait! I thought you were straight. What about Finn…and Puck…”
Again, she trailed off.
Quinn chuckled.
“Well, now, you’ll know one of my secrets. I just figured it out myself in the last few months. I figured out, with Puck, I kind of liked having his…dick inside me and the feeling of...you know, what made Beth. I just didn’t like the rest of…Puck's hard body. Plus, I’ve seen a lot of porn, and I really like pussies too…"
At this point, she kind of got distracted with the image. Maybe they could watch some porn together sometime.
"Anyway, I’m pretty much gay, and I’ve been making do with lots of dildos until I could get out of this town and find a girl with a nice strap-on collection. So, yes, now that I know that you have the real thing, I’d like to make use of it. So, stop freaking out…and tell me when and where we can do that again,” Quinn smirked, looking for her panties.
“Tonight at my house?” Rachel smiled…though she was still a bit wary about whether what had just happened was real, Quinn’s mini-speech made some sense and seemed sincere.
Quinn erased all remaining doubt by standing up and sticking her tongue down Rachel’s throat.
“I’ll be there,” she whispered against her lips.
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