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Family Affairs	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 41873 -:- 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: This story is a collaboration with mymyself19. She wrote the plot, and I edited and wrote the smut. This is her first time writing any fiction, so go easy on her. As for me and the smut, well, tell me what you think. It's quite different from what you've seen from me before, though the smut is quite similar. :b
Warning Note: Russell's lust for Quinn begins when she's 13, but he doesn't embrace it until she's 14.
We'll be posting at least three chapters per week all at once to make sure there will always be smut with every installment.
Prologue
Quinn and Russell Fabray live by Andre Gidé’s principle, "It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not." They don’t have a fairytale love, not even close; their love is messy, and dirty, and hot and pure and many other conflicting things. But it all boils down this: their love is real.
To the outside world, Quinn and Russell Fabray live a normal life; they are just a father and his only daughter, living in a nice, big brownstone mansion in the richer part of Lima, Ohio.
They, of course, have normal schedules and routines: Russell is a highly-respected citizen, attends church regularly, gives to charity and, even though nobody knows for sure what he does for a living; they know he’s an accountant of some kind… or something.
He appears to be not a day over 40 years old. He is well built, always leaves home perfectly dressed in his suit and tie; he takes good care of himself: his nicely cut blonde hair and clean-shaven face complete the picture of the handsome Russell Fabray.
Except for one thing… he is the proud and loving, single father of a daughter, one Quinn Fabray.
Quinn, by all appearances, complements her father as the stereotypical blonde, athletic daughter of such a respectable man. She is extremely beautiful, intelligent college student… an Ivy League student. After graduating from William McKinley High School, where she was head cheerleader and graduated at the top of her class, she went off to Yale.
There’s just one problem with the perfect picture the Fabrays present to the world: she is still dating the good-for-nothing Noah “Puck” Puckerman, her high school boyfriend. Puck dropped out of high school after failing all his senior year final exams. He’s still cleaning pools in Lima, Ohio.
Nobody can understand why Quinn still visits every damn weekend to spend time with her deadbeat, cheating moron of a boyfriend, but she does it anyway.
But, nothing is ever as it seems. People just accept it because it makes for good gossip.
In this case, if they did, though, they’d be both scandalized and titillated. It would put any salacious novel to shame.
Everyone has secrets, and the Fabrays’ secret is one hell of a secret. Quinn and Russell drop the act and stop pretending they are simply father and daughter. When no one is looking, they are much more than that.
Quinn and Russell Fabray are in love.
Quinn and Russell Fabray are irrevocably, utterly, madly in love with each other, and it is hard.
Pretending not to want to rip each other’s clothes off, or even simply kiss, hug, or hold hands like any other couple any time they want is just damn hard. It kills them, but for the sake of their love, they must act like any other father and daughter.
They wouldn’t care if it weren’t both legally problematic and taboo. And it’s getting worse because Quinn is tired of pretending with Puck.
They both want to live their lives just the way they have always dreamt of. They want their dream of a family and a future out in the open more than anything.
They have a plan, which involves keeping up this façade for now. This is why Quinn still, barely, puts up with Puck, and Russell tries his hardest not to murder the stupid jackass who touches his woman.
They’re barely holding their secret together, though, so they’re becoming more and more desperate.
Failure is out of the question. They are going to have their happily ever after and no one and nothing is going to stop them. Come hell or high water, they will be together for all to see.
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Then there’s Santana Maria Lopez. Who is Santana Lopez? Santana is Quinn’s best friend in the entire world, and they’re practically sisters.
They bicker, fight and laugh at each other, like sisters, but most of all, they have each other’s backs like sisters. From the moment they met on the first day of high school, they were sisters for life, with no secrets between them and always loyal.
They’ve grown some, but their relationship has not changed.
Yes, Santana knows all Quinn’s sensitive and delicate secrets, including the true nature of the relationship between Russell and Quinn. And Santana is a lot of things, but she is not disloyal to her family.
Family means everything to Santana, and the Fabrays are her family.
The Secret
“Babe, you are so hot,” Puck said as he pulled out of Quinn.
Quinn stared, impassively, at the roof of her boyfriend’s car as Puck was focused on putting his pants back on.
Quinn readjusted her dress, not bothering to put her panties back on so she could get out of the car as fast as possible.
She could throw up.
Quinn only allowed this relationship, to use the term loosely, to continue at this point because Quinn needed Puck to keep up appearances. Hopefully, someday soon, it wouldn’t be necessary anymore.
Quinn hated pretending so much she even hated the word. According to the dictionary, it meant: ‘To try to make it appear (that something is true), in order to deceive’.
Okay the first part fit. She did try really hard to keep up the appearance that her feelings for Puck were true instead of puking. She did that afterwards, alone.
She never cried because her father said tears are only for joy.
He also said, "Quinnie, Fabrays are tough and nothing can touch us.”
Russell was very wise.
She didn't think deception fit, though, as a description for what she did to hide what she and Russell did.
It sounded so negative.
They loved each other, and love is never wrong.
And, deep down, Puck knew he peaked in high school. He took the virginity of more than a few girls and partied like a boss.
And, even though he didn't know it wasn’t real, he snagged the school HBIC.
Nobody saw it coming, not really even him.
And nobody gave them a chance at lasting, but they had, even if he didn’t know any of it was real. After his dad left when he was eight, he became a badass motherfucker sex shark. No one messed with him.
When he first heard of the rich, innocent, beautiful Quinn, she was the talk of the school, and he had to have her.
She hadn’t even come to school yet.
He would “court” her if necessary and win her over. His friends would call him a pansy, but he didn’t care.
With her by his side, he was gonna be unstoppable.
And, he’d have fun with other girls, too, of course. He was not a one-woman man.
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Quinn was the best fucking girlfriend ever! She didn’t make him go anywhere he didn’t want to go, and she didn’t hound him about what he did when she wasn't around.
No, Quinn let him live.
The only thing she asked was that he didn’t cheat on her with anyone from school.
It was as if she knew he had needs that she wasn’t ready to fulfill.
His pool-cleaning business was the perfect way to meet those needs. Cougar pussy was almost as good as Quinn’s (he guessed).
When she finally gave him her v-card, he was over the moon, though.
And now, with Quinn in college, he was a free man during the whole week, and, then, on weekends, a hot ass traveled many miles just to be with him.
Life could not get any better…
Sure, Quinn had never been very affectionate with him, and they only had sex like every couple of months or so. Seriously, if it wasn’t for the other chicks, he would have exploded by now.
But Quinn was his ticket to wealth, so he played as nice as he could with her, giving in to her every demand.
And, let’s face it, who wouldn’t in his place? He may not have been a genius, but even he could see a win-win situation when it presented itself.
When Puck joined the Fabray family and Daddy Fabray gave him the key to his business, whatever it may be, he was gonna be the boss, a real one, not just that high school bullshit. Anybody with functioning eyes could see that Quinn was the apple of her dad’s eye, and if Quinn wanted Puck, he had it made.
There was a niggling doubt, though, because he’d never once been introduced to the man. He and Quinn had been dating for like forever, and he had just seen Mr. Fabray in passing.
It was weird, but it really didn’t matter because the Puckerone was here to stay.
Or, at least that’s what he thought…
The reality was thi:.
Puck’s relationship wass a house of cards, and Puck was just a means to an end. Quinn planned to dump him as soon as she possibly could.
That was why, as soon as they are dressed, Quinn more or less demanded that Puck drive her to Breadstix, where Santana was having dinner with her girlfriend, Brittany.
“Babe, why don’t we go to your place and go another round?” Puck whispered in Quinn’s ear after he’d parked the truck in a handicapped spot.
“Puck, how many times have I told you not to call me babe? You know how much I hate it!” Quinn responded while separating Puck from her with a push to his chest.
Puck didn’t understand. It wasn't as if it was a degrading name like “woman” or “hot mama.”
Men called their girlfriends babe all the time.
“Come on, bab… I mean, Quinn, you’re leaving tomorrow, and I won’t see you ‘til next weekend. The last two weekends you ditched me to spend time with your old man! I mean, yeah, he’s your father and all, but come on, wouldn’t you prefer to spend some quality time with me and Puck Junior? We both missed you,” Puck said, wiggling his eyebrows with his hand on her upper thigh.
“Puck, you know Daddy gets lonely, too, and I’m all he has. Besides, he’s the one who pays for college,” Quinn lied through her teeth.
She allowed his hand to move higher, even though it made her wish all the more for the day she could finally get rid of him.
“Nobody can make you scream like I do, babe.”
Right then, Quinn wanted nothing more than to tell him everything.
“You’re wrong” she’d say; “In fact, all my orgasms with you are fake because you don’t even turn me on. I have to think of my dad to even get wet enough for it not to hurt! Furthermore, my father can make me come just by kissing me, you jackass.”
Instead, she kissed him and left before he could say anything else.
“No, Puck. Sorry. Bye, see you next week. Love you,” Quinn quickly replied, then heading into the restaurant.
She let out a sigh of relief once she got inside and spotted S right away.
Meanwhile, Puck left, a little unsatisfied.
He shrugged.
Really, it didn’t matter.
He’d get what he wanted somewhere else. He scrolled through his contacts to choose the girl he wanted.
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“S, hey B. Sorry to interrupt your night, but Puck just dropped me off here and I was hoping you can drive me home, please?” Quinn pleaded. She looked to Brittany, knowing that if she saw Santana’s face, she’d be faced with an angry Latina, probably fuming. Britt was her safest bet here.
“Hey, Quinn. Of course we can drive you; Sanny is just upset because now she will have to wait for her sweet lady kisses,” Britt replied innocently while Santana growled.
“Let’s roll; they’re out of ‘stix anyway,” Santana sighed, as if she didn’t want to murder Quinn.
Quinn laughed at this because Britt was like magic.
The trio left the restaurant, not noticing how the tension in the other diners at the restaurant dissipated as soon as Santana left the premises at last.
After a short drive, Quinn stepped out of the car and waited for Santana, who was kissing Brittany softly on the lips.
“You are so damned whipped, S. B has you at her beck and call,” Quinn laughed loudly when she finally got out.
“Bitch, if I didn’t love you so much, I’d be shoving my foot so far up your ass you’d be tasting it,” Santana growled.
“Oh, S… Thanks, sis, for the ride. I couldn’t wait to get home and shower so I can get the smell of him off me,” she shuddered while looking for her keys.
“I’m both proud and repulsed at this, you know. I means, you gots to do what you’ve gots to do to keep the façade, but at what cost?” Santana asked Quinn while opening the door with her own set of keys.
“First of all, drop the ghetto voice. You were raised in the same neighborhood as me. Second, you know why, but you’re right. It’s getting harder and harder, and I had to sleep with him again to appease him. I had ditched him twice already and he was beginning to piss me off. Hopefully, Daddy can move the plans along…”
“Any movement on that? I’m waiting for Britt to graduate, but you at least have to get out of here, soon.”
“Daddy hasn’t told me anything except soon, and I trust him. Anyway, go be with your girl. I wanna spend the rest of the weekend with my man…” Quinn said, smirking.
“Gross, Quinn. My dinner’s about to make another appearance. I’ll leave you while I gets my mack on with Britt-Britt. I’ll pick you up Sunday to drive together to New Heaven, okay? Tell Russ I say hey,” Santana waved goodbye on her way back to her car.
“Bye, S. Tell B I said goodbye and I’ll miss her,” Quinn said.
The words were barely out of her mouth before Santana was speeding away.
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“Hi, baby,” a naked Russell said, wrapping his arms around Quinn from behind as she closed the door.
“Hi… Mmmm, someone’s happy I’m home,” Quinn purred.
“I’m very happy you’re home,” Russell said as he grazed Quinn’s thighs with his fingers under her dress.
“You know I was with Puck just half an hour ago, right? Fuck!!!” she gasped as her father cupped her bare pussy.
She leaned against the door to steady herself.
“Mhm, I do. That’s why I think we need a shower,” Russell said and took hold of Quinn’s zipper to drag it down.
She stood to let the dress pool at her feet.
She immediately removed her bra, and it was barely off her shoulders when Russell scooped her up into his arms.
“Aah!” Quinn squealed and laughed.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck to breathe him in.
“Watch it,” Russell warned when she lifted her head to look him in the eye as they climbed the stairs. “I might drop you if you block my vision.”
“Don’t you want me to kiss you…? Ooh!” she squeaks when Russell’s cock taps her bare ass. ”My man is already hot for me”
“I’m always hot for you,” he said.
“Flatterer,” she said as they entered the bathroom.
He put her down on her feet and turned on the shower.
She instantly molded herself against his back and reached around to stroke his cock. “You didn’t give me a chance to greet you properly,” she hummed.
“Well, that’s because you told me you needed to wash Puck off of you. Please tell me you remembered your diaphragm,” Russell said.
“Of course, Daddy. I promise I’ve never forgotten. Are you jealous?” Quinn said, kissing between Russell’s shoulder blades.
“Yeah, I am. Mmmm… fuck, you’re so good to me,” he moaned as he grew painfully hard from Quinn’s stroking.
“That’s hot,” she said. “And I’ll tell you as many times as I need to that when I let Puck have sex with me, it’s like a big, heavy wet blanket on top of me, and his cock feels like a dead fish.”
“And when you let me fuck you?” he asked, leaning back into her, enjoying her slow strokes.
“First of all, I don’t just let you; I can’t wait for you to.” She squeezes his cock for emphasis. “Secondly, your cock feels so good inside me, I can’t get enough of it sliding along every inch of my eager cunt… and, I can’t wait to have your child growing inside me because you left so much seed in me, there’s no way I couldn’t get pregnant.”
“Fuck, I wish I could do that right now,” he breathed.
“Practice makes perfect,” she said as she stepped into the shower and pulled him inside. “Now, wash him off of me so you can show me how much better you fuck me.”
Russell put soap on his hands and didn’t bother with a washcloth or anything else. He simply washed Quinn, savoring her soft skin.
He ran his hands all over her body.
Up her sides…
Over her back…
Shoulders…
Finally, over her breasts, brushing her nipples, pulling yet another gasp from his daughter.
Then, he spent a little time on Quinn’s creamy, flat stomach.
Quinn practically purred like a cat in heat as he spread the soap around her bellybutton and over her hips, finishing with a circular pattern just above her mons.
“Daddy,” she breathed.
“You’re going to be so sexy with a growing belly,” Russell murmured just loud enough for Quinn to hear over the water.
She continued to gasp and moan and sigh as Russell moved his hands down to her pussy.
To this point, he'd kept his washing fairly gentle, just wanting to clean her.
But, when he got to her genitals, he wanted to really scrub Puck off of her.
So, instead of gliding and sliding his hands over her skin, he rubbed deep and hard into her pussy lips.
They quickly swelled and grew wetter from more than the water.
“I’m going inside,” Russell said against her ear.
He rinsed his hand off and then rubbed her pussy lips a few more times.
Then, without further warning, he shoved his first two fingers deep inside Quinn’s pussy.
“Fuck!” Quinn almost lost her footing at the intrusion and then rough thrusting of Russell’s fingers in her pussy. “I need your cock.”
“Sure, baby. Do you feel clean of Puck yet?” Russell asked as he pushed her up against the wall of the shower.
“Mmm… Almost. I just need you to make me forget completely,” she said, wrapping her leg around his waist, running her leg up and down his thigh.
“Shit, Quinn… you’re so sexy,” Russell grunted into her neck.
“Fuck me,” she said. “Deep!”
She emphasized what she wanted by tightening her leg around his ass to pull his cock against her.
He sucked on her neck and then peppered kisses over her breasts as the water continued to stream down on them.
Finally, he grabbed the supple thigh around his waist and pushed his dick inside of Quinn, his daughter and one great love, in one deliberate movement.
And finally, he was deep inside her… just like she wanted.
“Fuck” Quinn whispered in his ear, clinging to him for dear life, trying her best to make their bodies become one.
Russell didn’t move for long seconds after he buried his cock inside of Quinn’s pussy.
“Fuck, I love your cunt,” he panted, enjoying the feel of her pussy walls massaging his dick.
She squeezed her pussy muscles around his cock, feeling every inch inside her form to every vein and ridge on his dick.
She wished she could feel it every minute every day.
“Oh, shit,” she breathed as he began thrusting through her grasping vagina.
“So tight… choke my dick, baby,” he grunted into her ear as he picked up the strength of his thrusts.
Finally, she relaxed and gave herself over to just feeling Russell’s magnificent cock dragging inside of her.
She used her leg to help him go even harder and deeper until finally he was hitting her cervix on every inward push.
Tap… tap… tap.
She’s wearing her diaphragm, so it was dulled a little, but, on every nudge, a little spark shot through her body and drove her closer to her orgasm.
“I need your cum… please!” she begged.
Quinn asking to feel his cum always sent him like a freight train crashing to his orgasm.
After a few more quick thrusts, he slammed his dick as far inside of his daughter as possible, his balls twitching against her pussy.
He exploded inside of her.
“Fuck, yes!” Quinn, involuntarily this time, squeezed his cock with her pussy and gushed all over it at the feeling of his hot sperm splashing inside of her pussy.
The diaphragm didn’t prevent her from feeling everything her father gave her, and she was glad of that at least.
But she just always wanted the chance of getting pregnant.
There always was that slightest chance, just not enough for her.
In a few hours, she’d come back for more with no barriers, but right now, she wasn’t done with him.
“Fuck… let me wash you, then I need you to take me to bed,” she gasped.
He pulled out, and they both watched a little cum leak out of her.
Then, she quickly washed him, and they made their way to the bed, dry but still naked and virtually glued together.
Quinn pushed Russell down on the bed and followed him, settling between his legs.
“I need your dick hard again, right now,” she said as if expecting his cock to instantly go erect at her wish.
It very nearly worked.
But, she sucked on his balls anyway.
She lathed her tongue all over his scrotum, not leaving a centimeter of his smooth, round testicles dry from her saliva.
“You taste so good,” Quinn gasped.
She really loved his balls. Most women pay attention to this area of the body only because it helps their men get ready for the real thing.
Some women like it because it brings their lovers pleasure.
But Russell’s scrotum was beautiful to Quinn, and tasting it made her shiver all the way to her pussy.
She liked doing just this almost as much as she liked having his dick sliding inside of her… almost.
“Get ready for me to ride you hard, Daddy,” Quinn said, licking and kissing up to the tip of his cock just for good measure.
“Fuck!” Russell gasped as she lined herself up and sank her pussy slowly down his cock.
“Mmmm… you stretch my pussy so good,” she sighed.
Then, she put her hands on Russell’s broad, hard chest and went to town on his dick.
She bounced and bounced and bounced up and down on that amazing cock.
And, he couldn’t figure out where he wanted his hands.
He squeezed her sexy, round hips.
Then, her bouncing tits grabbed his attention.
They were mesmerizing, but he wanted to squeeze them.
So, he did.
And, she continued to bounce and bounce and bounce.
She squeezed her calves tighter, effectively squeezing his cock.
“Shit, I’m cumming!” he warned, squeezing her tits once more before moving his hands to palm her ass.
They both thrust and smacked their pelvises together, setting off an eruption of fluids, his sperm shooting up into her and her juices spraying over both of them.
“Fuck!” she screamed and collapsed onto his chest when she finally felt the last of his prodigious load inside of her pussy.
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Sex wasa huge part of why they had to keep their secret... Their relationship, including the sex, was non-negotiable. They would be together as a couple, someday out in the open as well as in their own home. Nothing was more important to them.
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