The night continues....

With a muffled cry, Quinn came undone, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure washed over her. Santana worked her through it, slowly easing her fingers out as Quinn's tremors subsided. Panting heavily, Quinn opened her eyes to see Santana looking down at her with a mixture of love and lust. The Latina's cock was fully erect now, pressing insistently against Quinn's thigh.

"Are you ready for more?" Santana asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from Quinn's flushed face.

Quinn nodded, spreading her legs wider in invitation. "I want you inside me, San."

Santana positioned herself between Quinn's thighs, the head of her cock nudging at Quinn's entrance. She leaned down to kiss Quinn tenderly. "This might hurt at first. Tell me if you need me to stop."

Quinn nodded, her heart racing with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. She wrapped her arms around Santana's neck, pulling her close as she felt the head of Santana's cock pressing against her entrance. Santana moved slowly, easing just the tip inside. Quinn gasped at the stretch, her body tensing slightly. Santana peppered her face with soft kisses, murmuring words of encouragement.

"Relax baby, I've got you," Santana whispered, slowly pushing in a bit further.

Quinn focused on her breathing, willing her body to relax as Santana's thick length filled her inch by inch. There was a brief sharp pain as Santana broke through her hymen, but it quickly faded into a delicious fullness. Finally, Santana was fully sheathed inside Quinn's tight heat. She stilled, giving both of them time to adjust to the feeling, Quinn felt as if she was about to be split apart, she was so full that it was almost painful, but she didn't want Santana to pull out. A tear escaped, traveling slowly down her cheek. Santana breathed deeply, her cock was fully encased inside Queen of the Celibacy club, top of the pyramid, HBIC girlfriend. She was so tight, tighter than even Brittany was when they took each other's virginity years ago. The fluttering that pulsed around her girth was almost enough to blow her load. She held strong though, sucking on Quinn's pulse point as she pressed her hips in minutely to adjust and stretch Quinn out. “FU…you’re so good Q” She husked out.

Quinn whimpered softly, her body adjusting to the fullness of Santana inside her. The initial discomfort was fading, replaced by a growing pleasure. She rocked her hips experimentally, gasping at the sensation.

"Oh god, San," Quinn breathed, her nails digging into Santana's back. "You feel so good."

Santana groaned, fighting the urge to thrust wildly into Quinn's tight heat. "You're so fucking tight, baby. So perfect." She started to move slowly, pulling out almost completely before easing back in. Quinn moaned at the friction, her legs wrapping around Santana's waist to pull her deeper.