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The Spa	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 36085 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-The Spa
- 2-The Motel
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Santana had just been plucked, waxed, exfoliated and massaged.
Now, the beautiful Latina lawyer sat completely relaxed, wrapped in a towel and nothing else.
She was so glad she had decided to take the day off.
Her latest case had been a bitch, and she needed this.
She was enjoying the solitude until she heard the door of the sauna open and close.
She was so relaxed, though, she didn’t care.
It was a big sauna, and she could share it.
But, suddenly the calm broke.
“Oomph!”
She opened her eyes as she not only heard but felt the source of the grunt.
“I’m sorry, so sorry…” the blonde, who had apparently tripped and fallen right into Santana’s lap, sputtered.
“Well, get up then,” Santana spat.
“Um…well, I would but your arms are around my waist, and I can’t,” the blonde said.
There was a hint of a smile on her face because…well, she just landed in the lap of a beautiful girl.
She felt awkward, but it also felt nice.
And, even with a scowl, this girl—woman—really was beautiful.
“Oh…” Santana’s face softened.
“Yeah, oh,” the blonde smiled and waited. “Um…are you going to let go?”
“Well…probably, but wow. Your eyes are amazing. They’re like blue, green, and gold all at once, and I’d like to know the name of this blonde goddess who literally fell in my lap.”
“I’m Quinn,” she beamed, blushing deep just at the peaks of her high cheekbones.
It was one of the prettiest things Santana had ever seen.
“I’m Santana,” she returned the smile.
They stared and smiled at each other, silently, for a few seconds.
“So, Quinn. What brings you here? The spa, not my lap,” Santana said.
Quinn bit her lip.
“Well, my parents gave me a spa day for my 17^th birthday,” Quinn replied.
She thought she’d put that out there right now and test the waters.
Santana was obviously not a teenager, and she didn’t want to get too far and then be rejected.
She was going to seduce this woman if she could.
Quinn liked sex.
She slept with a lot of girls at parties and, just whenever.
She didn’t care if people called her a slut.
She didn’t feel like one, and she didn’t feel ashamed.
She even slept with the occasional guy.
It wasn’t often, but sometimes she just needed dick in her mouth and in her pussy.
“Seventeen, huh?” Santana licked her lips.
Fresh pussy, she thought.
She had no qualms with sleeping with a teenager if she offered herself up.
And, Quinn was hot, and, seriously, she could have gotten up off her lap by now.
“Yep…” Quinn beamed.
Santana didn’t push her away.
Actually, she tightened her grip around her waist.
Quinn bit her bottom lip again.
“Well, Quinn, do you like it here? My lap, not the spa,” Santana smirked.
“I do,” Quinn answered.
“Good…I like you being here,” Santana responded and pulled Quinn even tighter.
Then, Quinn noticed something poking her hip.
Could it be?, she thought.
She had a good idea of what it was, and her arousal spiked at the thought.
She put her lips to Santana’s ear.
“Did you sneak a cucumber into your towel, or are you just happy to see me?” she purred.
“Oh…it’s definitely not a cucumber, but you flatter me…and yes, I am very glad to see you,” Santana chuckled.
She was a little proud of her dick being compared to a cucumber, thick and long.
“Can I see it?” Quinn asked looking into Santana’s eyes.
She finally got up off of Santana’s lap but for very different reasons than what she originally planned to.
Before Santana could answer or respond in any way to her question, Quinn dropped her towel.
“Oh my god,” Santana gasped.
Quinn was gorgeous…head to toe.
Her face had to have been sculpted by the gods, and celestial artists must have taken special care painting her eyes.
Her body was equally spectacular but in a different way.
While Quinn’s blush and long neck made Santana’s dick twitch, her face could have been mistaken for innocent beauty.
But below the neck, Quinn was the stuff of Santana’s wildest wet dreams.
“You like?” Quinn asked.
“I like very much,” Santana responded, forgetting everything but that body.
Beautiful tits, round and just big enough.
Creamy, toned expanse of abs…cute belly button.
Santana brushed her fingers over it to watch the skin tremble.
Flared hips Santana wanted to bite.
And the prettiest pink, bare, wet and swollen pussy she’d ever seen.
Santana was a bit of a player herself.
She was married, but that just made this hotter.
Santana did not like being tied down, and Dani just didn’t understand.
How could she pass up an opportunity to fuck the shit out of a girl like Quinn?
She couldn’t.
Quinn got impatient and reached down, tits right in Santana’s line of vision and untied the knot at her fantastic breasts.
Quinn’s eyes went straight to Santana’s cock as it came into view.
“Yum,” Quinn licked her lips. “I can’t wait to have that.”
“It’s just waiting for you, baby. Do whatever you want with it,” Santana smirked.
By this time, Santana’s hard-on was getting painful.
And, Quinn hadn’t even touched her yet.
“Mouth or pussy first?” Quinn mused.
She wasn’t asking Santana.
“Whatever you heart desires, Princess. I’ll be hard and ready however you need me,” Santana said.
Quinn bunched her towel and knelt on it on the platform between Santana’s legs.
She took Santana’s long, thick dick into her hand and licked a stripe up the seam of her balls.
“Shit!” Santana was not expecting that, but it was oh so good. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
“Mhm…I am,” Quinn responded before she licked along the same path and immediately took as much of Santana’s dick into her mouth as possible.
It was about 7 ½ inches total, so she couldn’t quite fit it all the way in.
She swallowed once around the head and then backed off.
She bobbed up and down, letting the tip of Santana’s dick tap the back of her throat on each thrust.
Santana was already hard, and she loved the stiff flesh brushing the roof of her mouth.
She moaned at the taste and feel of it all, and she couldn’t wait to swallow what this vixen would give her.
She flattened her tongue on the underside of the shaft in her mouth and brought her hand down to fondle Santana’s ball sac.
“I love your balls…so big and round and smooth,” Quinn said before licking from the base of Santana’s shaft to the tip and fluttering her tongue over the little slit.
She palmed underneath the ball sac and squeezed just a bit.
“Fuck…I need you to empty these balls into my mouth,” Quinn moaned.
Quinn wrapped her lips around Santana’s dick again, tongue running up and down as she bobbed some more.
Every couple of bobs, she swallowed around the head of Santana's dick.
She continued her work on her balls.
“Shit!” Santana wasn’t happy that she was on the edge of cumming already, but everything about Quinn was sending her barreling toward her orgasm.
She’d been hard since Quinn discovered her dick and husked in her ear, so that lessened the embarrassment somewhat.
Somehow, she knew Quinn was aware of her effect.
Quinn was assaulting her dick, in the best way possible, but it was a small action that triggered Santana’s explosion.
Quinn moved from palming Santana’s scrotum to brushing her fingers lightly over her balls, one then the other.
They twitched, and she shot her load down Quinn’s throat.
Quinn moaned and guzzled it like water in a desert.
Quinn released her dick once Santana’s balls were empty and kissed her.
They both moaned at the taste of Santana on their swirling tongues.
“Fuck, that was hot,” Quinn breathed. “Check how wet your dick made me.”
Santana did just that.
Not at all gently, she rubbed Quinn’s pussy lips, and, already half-hard again, her dick sprang completely back to life at what she felt.
“You’re so soft and wet…are you ready for my dick?” Santana panted against Quinn’s lips.
“The question is…are you ready for my teenage cunt?” Quinn breathed, eyes half-closed as she grabbed Santana’s dick. “And, the answer is yes.”
“Please tell me we don’t need a condom,” Santana said.
“Fuck no,” Quinn said.
There was no talk of why…they just both wordlessly accepted that they didn’t give a fuck about consequences.
“I’ll stretch your pussy good,” Santana said as she pulled Quinn to straddle her.
“I need it,” Quinn gasped as she felt the hard dick between her pussy lips.
She rocked on the underside, enjoying the long vein that ran along the entire shaft.
“So good,” she whispered.
Santana was delirious from the wet pussy coating her dick.
“I need to be inside you right…fucking…now,” she growled and pulled Quinn up and right back down, impaling her in one swift motion.
“Fuckkkkkk!” they both moaned.
Every inch of Quinn’s pussy came alive as she felt Santana’s cock slide into her, and Santana couldn’t believe the hot, wet stretch of Quinn’s pussy.
“I’m gonna fill you up,” she growled.
“Do it…fuck me and fill me up,” Quinn answered.
She rocked back and forth, arms wrapped around Santana’s neck as Santana took one of Quinn’s luscious tits in her mouth.
When Quinn felt Santana sucking on her nipple, sending a spark through her body, she began to bounce up and down…hard.
“Shit, shit, shit,” she chanted as she bounced, savoring the stretch and drag of Santana’s dick.
Her other breast brushed Santana’s cheek as Quinn fucked her.
Santana was suddenly aware of how quickly this had all happened, and her dick twitched inside Quinn.
“Fuck!” Quinn gasped, resting her forehead against Santana’s shoulder.
“You’re so dirty, fucking me raw when you just met me,” Santana growled.
“I need your cum, Santana…paint my cunt,” Quinn demanded.
“Shit…so dirty…we’re doing this again,” Santana said.
Somehow, she knew this girl was going to be a regular part of her sex life.
“Hell, yeah,” Quinn answered.
She started to alternate bouncing and rocking against Santana’s balls, firm, round ass brushing so deliciously against them.
“Shit…I’m gonna cum, Quinn,” Santana warned, tightening her grip around Quinn’s back, then moving one hand down to squeeze an ass cheek.
“Give it to me…cum deep in my cunt,” Quinn begged again.
Santana thrust up hard into Quinn and let go.
“Shit!!!!!!!” Quinn screamed.
She squeezed Santana’s dick with her pussy as it gushed her orgasm.
The hot semen spreading inside her pussy felt so good.
Her pussy squeezed and twitched.
Quinn peppered kisses on Santana’s shoulder as she came down, twitching and flexing for what seemed like forever.
Finally, the last drop of cum splashed against Quinn’s cervix, and she felt Santana’s dick softening inside her.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Quinn said.
Santana’s dick just felt good…it was undoubtedly the best dick she’d ever had.
Santana tightened her grip on Quinn again, cock still buried deep, feeling their mixed juices flowing.
She swallowed at the feeling.
“What time do you have to be home today?” Santana panted.
“Curfew is midnight…why?” Quinn hoped she knew the answer.
“Come to a motel with me,” Santana responded. “We’ll spend the day fucking.”
“Let’s go,” Quinn stood, pulling herself off Santana’s dick and watching their juices drip down her thigh.
They put their towels on and went to the dressing rooms to get dressed, distracting themselves a few times with heated touches and dirty words.
Quinn ached the next morning after a day of fucking Santana, and four months later, she walked the halls of her high school proudly displaying her baby bump.
Their no-strings-attached affair continued.
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