Puff Puff Pass

|Noah Puckerman | 17 | Junior | HIGH school 🌿🚬💨😌 Go Titans?

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana had never done this before. She was always careful when it came to sex, after all, she generally had the most to lose. But watching Puck struggle to keep his cool throughout this entire exchange boosted Santana’s ego in a way a sexual experience had never done before. If she wasn’t already in his head, there was no doubt in her mind that she would be after this.

As the aftershocks of her own orgasm continued to roll through her body, the brunette kept her eyes on Puck’s cock after he had pulled out and watched as he came almost instantly onto her pelvis. As his warm cum hit her skin, her eyes glanced up at his face and she took in the look of pure bliss that was etched across his face. Letting out a breathless laugh at his comment, Santana closed her eyes for a moment as he rolled off of her.

After giving them both a few minutes to recover, Santana turned her head before pushing Puck’s shoulder with her hand. “Pass me the towel that I dropped on the floor.” She told him, her eyes glancing at the cum that was still on her skin. “I can’t exactly get up.” Santana added. As he followed her request, she accepted the towel and quickly wiped it off of her body. After making sure none of it got on her sheets, Santana stood from the bed once she was clean and made her way over to the ensuite where she threw the towel in the laundry basket. Returning to her room, the brunette slipped on a pair of panties before returning to her bed. “Did you still want to stay?” Santana asked, her eyes finding his as she spoke. “We can order dinner and do that again? Though I’m going to need a shower.”

The amount of energy that Puck expelled with his orgasm left him practically brain dead.  His chest was heaving, a wide smile plastered on his face as he tried to regain some semblance of consciousness.  He blinked as he tried to process Santana’s request, his mind still running sluggishly from lack of blood.  “Huh?”  He shook his head and looked over to where Santana had dropped the towel.  “Oh...yeah.”  Puck rolled off the bed and retrieved it before handing it to her and watching as she wiped away the mess he’d made.  “I hope you know I’m not sorry about that,” he chimed, flopping back onto her bed as she headed toward her own private bathroom.  Seriously, this girl lived like a queen.  

He was leaning up on his elbows as she walked back into the bedroom and he watched her dip into her top drawer before pulling on a pair of panties.  Really he didn’t know why she was doing it, they’d be stained in no time.  The thought made him smirk, the shifting of the bed under her added weight garnering his attention.  “Hell yeah, I wanna stay,” he smiled, her offer making his chest warm.  “I vote all of the above.”  Puck quickly grabbed her waist and rolled her under him again, his body easily fitting between her legs.  “I’ll order pizza and I bet I can get you off twice before it even gets here.”  He was still recovering from their last round, but it wouldn’t take him long to get hard.  Besides, he was always game for a challenge.  “We can shower after we eat,” he shrugged.  “If you shower now you’re just gonna get dirty again.”  He smiled down at her and rolled his hips against her.  “I say we make the most of you having the place to ourselves.”  Puck waggled his eyebrows before bending down to drop open-mouthed kisses along Santana’s neck.  If she was inviting him to stay the night, there was no chance in hell he was going to pass it up.  

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cheeriosnix​:

The reaction she was pulling from Puck was something that could become additive rather quickly. Watching as he struggled to keep himself composed had Santana’s orgasm building quicker than she had expected it to. Groaning at the loss of contact the moment he pulled out, the brunette’s head tipped back further into her pillow as Puck began bumping the head of his cock against her clit repeatedly.

“I do, so fucking badly.” Santana managed out as Puck pushed his cock back inside of her and when he did, he began fucking her without any restraint. Moaning softly as her hips worked to match his pace, Santana moved her hands from around his neck and placed them on the middle of Puck’s back. Parting her legs and raising her hips in an effort to send him deeper, the cheerleader dug her nails into the flesh of Puck’s back as her mouth fell open in pleasure. “Yes. D-Don’t stop.” Santana managed out, her eyes falling shut as her orgasm rolled through her body.

Santana met Puck stroke for stroke, their bodies writhing in perfect unison as she spread her legs wider, sending him deeper.  This was actually the first time Puck had gone in bare and he couldn’t imagine ever feeling this kind of sheer euphoria with a condom in place ever again.  

He was building fast, sweat dripping down his back as Santana’s nails cut into him.  Puck didn’t even wince, the pain only adding to his pleasure.  “I got you, baby,” Puck panted, watching Santana’s eyes close and her head tip back.  There was the flutter of her walls around his cock and then she was squeezing around him so good that he almost yelped.  Puck kept going, kept burying himself inside her as she convulsed beneath him and around him.  His brain was fogging over and he almost forgot his promise as the tension in his sack started to fray.  The familiar pressure had him pulling out of her fast, his hand immediately providing the friction he needed.  Within seconds his hips stilled, the furious pace of his hand slowing as erupted onto Santana’s pelvis.  He didn’t even have time to warn her as his cum splattered against her skin and a low groan siphoned from his chest.  “Fuck,” he breathed, his hand still slowly pumping the last bit of his load from his tip as it dribbled down his shaft.  “I almost didn’t make it,’ he confessed, rolling off of her to catch his breath.

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cheeriosnix​:

In that moment, Santana saw a flash of sincerity she hadn’t seen in Puck before. She didn’t dislike it. Glancing down between them as he slowly began to sink into her, her eyes fluttered closed the second Puck had buried himself inside of her completely. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she moaned at his words. 

Looking up at Puck’s face, the pleasure etched across it was enough to pull a whimper from Santana’s lips. “Do you feel how wet I am for you?” The brunette asked, her lips brushing against his jaw as she spoke. Sex without a condom already felt slightly better for her, she couldn’t even imagine how Puck was feeling. Moving her right leg up to rest around his lower back, Santana swore quietly against his ear as the head of his cock began bumping against her g-spot with every thrust.

“Yeah,” Puck breathed, the word stuttering from his lips as he rocked forward.  The wet heat enveloping his cock made his biceps and thighs tense as he tried to stave off a quick orgasm.  He really wanted to enjoy being inside of her without protection.  It was risky and pretty stupid, but he was too horny to care.

  As Santana shifted, her leg hooking around his waist, Puck sunk impossibly deeper into her, his head bumping into the soft spot that made her mewl.  He kept his rhythm slow and steady at first, her walls relaxing around him just the slightest bit.  When he could feel less resistance, Puck quickened his pace until he was pounding into her with loud grunts.  “Fucking...come....” he demanded, the words punctuated by the sharp snap of his hips.  He slowed again and pulled all the way out, leaving her empty, to rub his weeping head directly against her clit.  “I know you wanna come so bad,” he goaded, pushing back inside of her in one strong stroke.  This time he didn’t build her up.  He went straight into a hard and fast rhythm that had her headboard knocking against her bedroom wall.  

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana let out a loud moan as her orgasm finally rolled through her body, her hips arching against Puck’s face in an effort to prolong what she was feeling. Santana’s legs had only just stopped shaking and she was finally able to hold her own weight when Puck changed their positions and the brunette found herself laying on her back underneath him. Smirking at his remark, her hips rocked as he dragged his cock against her pussy in an effort to get hard. Moaning when the head of his cock bumped against her clit, Santana parted her legs a little wider as he continued to repeat the motion.

Completely clouded by the desire that Puck was creating for her, Santana was pulled out of her thoughts when he mentioned something about a condom. “Shit.” The brunette muttered, her eyes darting to the bedside table that she knew contained nothing but her bra and panties. She knew there was something she had been meaning to replace. “I don’t have any.” Santana admitted lowly. “It’s been kind of a slow couple of months and I haven’t needed them.” She confessed.

Hesitating for a moment, the cheerleader bit down on her bottom lip as she weighed up the situation they had found themselves in. “Are you clean?” Santana asked, her eyes locking with his. “Because I am and I’m on the pill. Just promise me that you’ll pull out?” She requested, giving him permission to fuck her without the safety net of a condom. 

For a split second Puck thought Santana would save the day, her attention drawn to her nightstand.  But then she looked up at him and he knew what was going to come out of her mouth before she dropped the bomb on him.  “Fuck.”  Puck let out a hard breath through his nose, his cock twitching against her thigh.  Blue balls was a legit thing and his were going to be indigo.  He looked down at her, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, and steeled himself for the ultimate rejection.  But her question caught him off guard and he almost did a double take.  Was she really giving him the green light to go in bare?

“Yeah...I’m clean,” he assured with a nod, swallowing thickly against the lump in his throat.  His heart sped up into a faster rhythm, the heavy pulse making his cock swell.  “I can do that...I promise”  Puck smoothed his hands up her inner thighs appreciatively before shifting back down into position.  He looked Santana dead in the eyes but didn’t say anything, scared she might rescind her offer.  Without waiting another beat, Puck watched as he sunk his bare head into her.  He was holding his breath, the feeling of being skin to skin almost too much.  “Holy fuck,” he moaned, his hips pushing forward to bury himself inside of her to the hilt.  “You feel so fucking good.”

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cheeriosnix​: 

Santana’s eyes fell closed as Puck placed his hands on her waist and guided her hips down harder against his body. Enjoying the friction, her eyes reopened as he pulled her up his body; a small whimper escaping her lips. “Yes.” She moaned, one hand moving to thread through his hair while the other gripped onto the headboard of her bed. Rocking her hips against his face, Santana’s head fell back as Puck’s tongue brushed over her clit.

Increasing the speed, the brunette tightened her grip on the headboard as her thighs began to quiver. “Do you know how much I want you right now?” Santana asked, her eyes opening as she glanced down and sought out Puck’s gaze. If he wanted her to beg, she could definitely play his game as long as it ended with her orgasming. “I want you to fuck me, Puck. Do you want that? Do you want to feel me cum around your cock?” Santana questioned, her eyes falling shut as Puck continued to focus his attention on her clit. “Fuck. Yes. Don’t you dare fucking stop.” Santana warned, her breathing becoming heavier as the rhythm of her hips became unpredictable thanks to her impending orgasm.

Puck probably would have laughed at how eager Santana was for some reciprocated oral, but it was lost in a groan as her fingers threaded into his hair and her hips rocked forward for friction.  His tongue found her swollen clit easily, the tug on his hair a welcome dull pain spurring him on.  

And then she was asking him questions that made blood surge to his cock.  He couldn’t wait to be buried to the base in her sopping sex.  Puck dropped one hand away from her waist to pump his cock, the fingernails of his other hand digging crescent moons into her ass cheek.  He loved the way her pupils were blown and how her hair fell around her face as she canted against his lips and tongue.  She was fucking gorgeous and something within his chest seemed to ignite.  But Puck could only focus on the way Santana’s hips swiveled and the  sharp tugs on his hair when he was hitting just the right spot.  And when her eyes fluttered shut and her hips sputtered into a clumsy rhythm, Puck knew she was close.  He could have been a total douchebag and stopped, rudely edging her, but he craved the way she tasted and he wanted her walls to hug around his tongue like she needed him.

Puck was already half hard when Santana finally climaxed, her hips jerking against his face with full force.  He lapped at her sex as she came down, rolling her off of him and then under him after her legs stopped shaking so violently.  “I fucking love the way you taste,” he praised, his chin glistening and his breathing just as labored as hers as he positioned himself between her legs.  Puck dragged the underside of his cock through her drenched folds, a mix of her cum and his saliva instantly lubricating his skin.  “Fuck, you’re gonna feel so good around my cock,” he groaned, repeating the motion over and over again until his cock was rock hard and aching for her suffocating heat.  He pulled back just enough to align himself and then stopped.  Every cell in his body seemed to protest, but he wasn’t that big of an asshole.  “Shit...do you have a condom?” he asked, silently praying she kept her own stash.

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana loved giving guys head. Especially guys like Puck who walked around like they were God’s gift to women. She liked taking the power back, to bring them to their knees because of the amount of pleasure she provided for them just with her mouth. As Puck’s grip on her hair tightened, she knew it wouldn’t be long until he came. Doubling her efforts as his hips began to thrust up into her mouth, Santana moaned around his cock as he warned her of his impending orgasm.

Seconds later, Santana tightened her grip on his thigh as Puck came hard in her mouth. Swallowing everything he was giving her; she began to slow down her movements before releasing him with a wet pop once he had finally released her hair. Using her index finger to wipe the corners of her mouth, Santana watched as Puck ran a hand over his face as a laugh escaped his lips. “I told you I’m good.” She whispered. Feeling the wetness from her own arousal on her inner thighs, Santana moved up Puck’s body and straddled his stomach. “How long do you think it will take you to get hard again?” Santana asked, her hips rocking slightly against his body. “I need you to fuck me.”

“No fucking kidding,” Puck laughed, blinking his eyes open to stare at her ceiling with a wide smile on his face.  He was still panting as Santana slid up his body, her thighs slick with arousal against his sides.  He could feel how she naturally reacted to him and it made his pride swell.  

“Not long,” he assured, his hands guiding her hips down harder as she rocked against him.  “But I know how we can pass the time.”  Puck pulled her up his body, lifting her over him until her knees were on either side of his head, her pussy hovering above his mouth.  “I’m gonna make you beg for my dick,” he rasped, pulling her hips down so she could ride his face.  

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana smirked at the desperation in Puck’s voice and after pumping him a few times with her hand, she resumed what she had been doing. Swirling her tongue around the head of his erection, she took the entire length of his cock and held herself in place. Repeating the movement several times, Santana began humming in an effort to push Puck over the edge. Lifting off, she kept her mouth close to his cock as she moaned at the taste of him. “Cum for me.” Santana demanded before she took him completely in her mouth once again.

The moment Santana’s lips curved into a smirk, Puck knew she was going ruin blowjobs for him...in the best possible way.  She seemed to double down on her efforts, her humming vibrations bringing him to the edge before she’d pull off again.  It was driving Puck absolutely crazy and he was actively trying to hold back his orgasm to enjoy the build up for as long as he could.  But then Santana pulled off of him, her lips grazing his cock as she spoke through labored breaths.  And when she took him back into her mouth, Puck relinquished all self control.  He threaded his fingers into her hair and pushed on her head as she bobbed between his legs, his other hand gripping the blanket so hard that his knuckles turned white.  “Don’t fucking stop,” he groaned, his hips lifting as the pressure at his base flared.  “I’m gonna cum,” he warned, giving her less than ten seconds to make any decision to pull off.  “Fuck!”  Puck barked, his eyes snapping shut and his head craning back as his heavy load spurted into Santana’s mouth in thick streams.  It wasn’t until he’d finished that Puck finally released the fistful of her hair to collapse back on the bed, his breaths panting from his chest.  “Holy shit,” he laughed, rubbing his hand over his face as the euphoria ebbed out to every cell. 

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana fought the urge to roll her eyes at Puck’s attempt to provoke her. Noting the way one of his hands was gripping onto her comforter, she decided to play nice and without giving him any warning, the brunette relaxed her throat and took the entire length of his cock. Holding herself there for a moment, she pulled off completely and tightened her grip around his shaft. Licking her lips, she began to teasingly stroke his cock before tilting her head slightly as she offered him a smirk. “I have no gag reflex.” The brunette told him lowly. “But mentioning the way other men talk about me behind my back isn’t going to get you very far.” Santana warned, one of her eyebrows raising in annoyance. “Now would you like me to continue or do you want to stop and reminisce about all of the guys I’ve done this with instead?”

“Holy fuck,” Puck huffed, his legs trembling as Santana swallowed his entire member, his head pushing into her throat.  He wanted to hold her there until he came, but even he knew that was a douchebag move.  Puck tightened his grip on her comforter instead of her hair and let out a shaky breath when she pulled off of him completely with a soft pop.  He was leaking pre-cum from his tip as she stroked him again, his abs tightening to stave off any premature climax.  “I can see that,” he mumbled, his mouth going dry when the irritation in her voice became evident.  Okay, so maybe he wasn’t the most tactful, but he also wasn’t intentionally trying to offend her.  “My bad,” he apologized, rocking his hips into her hand.  “My lips are sealed,” he promised with a thick swallow.  “Just...keep going.”

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cheeriosnix​:

“Twice is two times more than any other guy.” Santana remarked, raising an eyebrow up as she smirk. “You should feel honored.” The brunette added. Looking over at Puck when he made his request, the brunette offered him a smirk before nodding her head in agreement. “I was hoping you would want that.” She told him lowly before licking her lips to moisturizer them. “Because someone needs to prove to you that your mouth isn’t the most talented one at McKinley.” Santana couldn’t help but add.

Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, the brunette pumped him a few times with her hand before leaning forward and licking a line from the base to the tip. Swirling her tongue around the head a few times, her left hand moved to cup his balls just as she began to take more of his cock with her mouth.

Puck couldn’t help but scoff at Santana’s backhanded comment.  If she wanted to take him down a peg, she would just have to try harder...and definitely not right before sucking his dick.  He couldn’t take that kind of challenge seriously when her hand was wrapped around his shaft and her lips were inches away from his head.  

“I didn’t hear any complaints when you were coming on my tongue,” he volleyed, watching with rapt attention as Santana slowly pumped him.  He looked fucking huge in her hand and he wasn’t even fully hard yet.  Then her tongue was on him, leaving a cool, wet trail up his length.  Puck breathed out through his nose to keep from sounding too damn desperate as Santana practically worshiped his cock head.  He reached out and swept her hair to the side for a better view, a moan escaping his lips as she cupped and gently squeezed his balls.  “Fuck, that feels so good,” he praised, watching with hooded eyes as Santana took him deeper into her mouth.  One of his hands was pressed into the mattress, fingers curling into the soft comforter, while the other combed through Santana’s thick, dark locks.  The soft slurping and sucking sounds she made had him pulsing against her tongue and Puck fought the urge to cant his hips upward and slip into her throat.  If and when she was ready to take him fully, she would.  “Word on the street is you don’t have much of a gag reflex,” Puck goaded, gently tugging on her hair.  

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cheeriosnix​:

The moment they were back on dry land, Santana reached over for the towel and quickly dried herself off. Handing it to Puck so that he could do the same, she took it back from him and wrapped it around her body. Picking up her discarded clothing, she led him inside and up into her bedroom.

Tossing her bikini into the clothing hamper that she kept in her ensuite bathroom, the brunette remerged just in time to see Puck flopping down onto her queen sized bed. “It’s a big bedroom.” Santana said in agreement. In that moment she felt a little spoiled for having never really thought about how much bigger her bedroom was compared to practically everyone else.

Pushing that from her mind, Santana smirked at his remark before taking a few steps towards her bed. “Twice.” She replied honestly, knowing that telling the truth would be the best way to tease Puck even more. “Even when you aren’t around, I can’t get enough of how you make me feel.” She told him lowly, knowing guy’s like Puck loved having their egos inflated.

Allowing the towel to drop and pool at her feet, Santana held his gaze as she moved to cup her breasts. Running the pads of her thumbs against her nipples, she arched into her own touch before dropping her hands back by her sides. Placing her knees on the end of her bed, Santana shuffled her body closer to him, her hands resting on his thighs for stability once Puck was within reach. “So… now that you have me all to yourself, what are you going to do with me?”

“Just twice?” he countered rhetorically, narrowing his eyes at her.  “Damn.”  He was almost embarrassed that he’d admitted to jerking off to her so many times.  Almost.  Puck’s lips lifted into a cocky smirk at her comment.  She was telling him everything he wanted to hear, but he wasn’t going to call her out on it.  Not when the attention felt so damn good.

He watched the towel drop to the floor, Santana’s bare body on full display.  Puck didn’t even try to hide his leering, his eyes soaking in the way her hands palmed her breasts.  He was in a half trance as Santana shuffled toward him, her hands finding purchase on his thighs snapping him out of it.  Her hand was so close to his cock that it was almost painful.  “Blow me,” he ordered, flicking his eyes between her and his dick.  He wanted to watch himself disappear into her mouth.

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cheeriosnix​:

“I’m glad that we agree.” Santana replied, her eyes falling shut as he began to scrap his teeth against her skin. Arching into his touch, the brunette reopened her eyes just as he pulled back and sought out her gaze. “As much as I love my pool, I really don’t want to start pruning. Besides, the idea of being fucked into next week is so much more appealing.” She added with a grin. “Let’s go.”

“Yeah, not gonna lie, raisin fingers kinda gross me out,” Puck laughed, carrying Santana toward the pool stairs.  His smile morphed into a wry smirk.  “Orgasms totally trump sunbathing.”  Once they were at the stairs he let her pull away from him.  The water was cold where her body was once hugging him, causing goosebumps to flare up his arms.  “Lead the way, sexy.”

After climbing out of the pool and using Santana’s towel for a quick wipe down, Puck followed her through the house to her bedroom.  He tossed his jeans and boxers on the floor at the foot of her bed and propped Maverick onto her desk chair.  If the stupid thing started crying now he’d probably chuck it out the window.  

Without any invitation, Puck flung himself onto Santana’s bed completely naked and tucked his hands behind his wet hair.  “Nice room,” he hummed, taking a moment to look around the ample space.  “Pretty sure you could fit our entire trailer in here.”  He let out a soft laugh and adjusted to push himself up on his elbows, his eyes falling to the mattress beneath him.  “So, how many times did you fuck yourself thinking about me?”

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cheeriosnix​:

As Santana came down from her high, she wrapped both of her arms around Puck’s neck as he guided both of her legs around his waist. As he leisurely made his way towards the centre of the pool, she hummed a little at his question. “I nearly blacked out from too many orgasm so yeah, I feel fucking amazing.” She replied as she pushed her chest against his. Allowing a small silence to fall between them, Santana locked eyes with Puck and offered him a teasing smirk. “You’re totally going to have to clean the pool again.” She commented, her nose scrunching up slightly. “Since you came in it and all.”

Not being able to stop the laugh that escaped her mouth, the brunette found his gaze once more and offered him a small smile. “Did you still want to spend a few hours here tonight?” She questioned lowly. “Because as good as that was, I still want more. And considering you’ve made yourself cum multiple times this week to the image of me riding you, I think it’s fair to see that you also want more.”

Eye contact was another biggie for Puck.  Staring too long into someones eyes was like handing over a part of himself.  But he was okay with that with Santana.  He loved the gold flecks in her eyes and the way they darkened with her arousal.  Santana’s laugh was contagious, drawing a deep chuckle from his chest.  “It’s a good thing I’ve got everything I need in my truck.”  He pulled her through the water easily, his arms keeping her close.  “But I’m not gonna play clean up crew just yet.”

Puck flexed his fingers against the taught muscle of Santana’s ass at her question.  “Baby, I plan on staying all damn night.  If your parents are out of town I say we make the most of it.”  He tipped his head to the side slightly, angling his mouth against her jaw.  “That was just to take the edge off,” he assured, scraping his teeth against her skin.  “You bet your ass I want more,” Puck hushed, pulling back to lock eyes with her.  “If you wanna soak up a little more sun we can stay out here for a while longer.  If not, I vote we go stain the hell out of your sheets.”

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cheeriosnix​:

Santana let out a strangled whine as Puck continued to pump his fingers inside of her, her eyes reopening as his thumb began to circle her clit. Her hips began to thrash, the water rippling around their bodies as the intense pleasure Puck was causing her to feel became almost too overwhelming. “I’ve missed you.” Santana managed out, her eyes locking with his as her mouth opened and closed in pleasure.

As her thighs began to shake, Santana leaned forward and kissed Puck for the first time throughout this entire exchange. She could barely think of anything else but the way he was making her feel, her second orgasm building quicker than she had expected it to. Pushing her tongue inside of his mouth, the brunette deepened the kiss as her hips continued to rock against Puck’s hand. “God, yes.” She mumbled against his lips, her forehead leaning against his as her orgasm tore through her completely unannounced. 

Puck bit down on his lower lip, his hard breaths forced through his nose as Santana rolled her hips through her orgasm.  His fingers pushed deep inside with each thrust of her hips and he kept his eyes locked on hers until she leaned forward to kiss him.  He sucked on her tongue, his own rubbing aggressively against hers as her walls fluttered around his fingers.  Usually Puck kept kissing to a minimum.  It was a little too intimate for his taste.  But kissing Santana was different.  He wanted to taste her tongue and swallow her moans.  

When her second orgasm ripped through her, Puck swore it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, even though their foreheads were fused together.  He could have been really greedy and gone for a third, but he didn’t want to make her comatose.  As it was, he pulled his fingers out of her slowly as she came down from her high, both of his arms preventing her limp body from slipping completely beneath the surface.  “You’re fucking gorgeous when you come,” he mumbled, guiding Santana’s legs around his waist so he could half walk half float them toward the center of the pool.  “Feel better?”

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cheeriosnix​:  

“Fuck.” Santana groaned, her head tipping back as Puck pushed two fingers inside of her and instantly began tapping against her g-spot. As her thighs began to shake, she managed to shift her attention back towards Puck just in time to see his face become overcome with pleasure as he reached his orgasm. Letting go of his cock, she brought her now free hand up to one of her breasts and roughly cupped it as her hips continued to chase after her release. “Puck.” Santana moaned, her eyes glazing over before closing as she came around his fingers.

A shaky breath pushed past Puck’s lips as Santana released her hold on his softening cock.  She was riding his fingers, chasing the same high he had achieved only moments before.  His name on her lips was like a fucking spell,  beckoning Puck to fuck her through her orgasm in an attempt to pull another one out of her in quick succession.  “Tell me you missed me,” he grunted, his thumb stroking over her clit as her walls squeezed around his fingers.  “Tell me you love having me inside you.”   

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cheeriosnix​: 

Santana whimpered lowly as Puck began telling her exactly what she wanted to hear. Knowing that she was inside of his head was something the brunette liked more than she thought she would. As her grip around his erection tightened as she felt him completely harden, she moaned softly as Puck’s hand slipped between her legs. “I have.” Santana admitted lowly, her legs parting further to allow him better access. “But I’ve also missed your mouth.” She added, her eyes closing as her hips rolled against his hand. “Nobody has ever made me cum like that. You made me feel so fucking good.”

Biting down on her bottom lip as Puck leaned forward and pressed a kiss just below her earlobe, her eyes reopened as her hips began to rock a little quicker against his hand. Swiping the pad of her thumb against the sensitive head of his erection once again, she tightened her grip around his neck as the pace around his cock began to quicken. “Yes.” Santana panted, her breathing beginning to become more erratic as her orgasm began to build.

Puck moaned a content sigh against Santana’s neck.  He knew he was skilled at oral, but hearing Santana’s confession made his own ego flare triumphantly.  Honestly?  He’d gladly spend an entire night with his head trapped between her thighs.  He craved her taste and nothing seemed more satisfying that having her come around his tongue.  

The tighter, faster strokes of Santana’s hand had Puck canting into her, his movements causing the water around them to jostle into small waves.  He was chasing his climax at full speed, the tension at his base refusing to be ignored.  “Fuck,” he breathed, his fingers abandoning her clit to slip inside and tap against her G spot.  “You’re gonna make me nut,” he huffed, his lips trailing along her jaw until he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

A few more tugs on his cock and Puck was jerking into Santana’s hand erratically.  “Shit, shit, shit,” he chanted, his own wrist flexing to pushing knuckle deep inside her.  “Fucking come, San.”  He’d meant it to be a demand, but it came out as more of a plea as his own orgasm rammed through him like a freight train, his hips only slowing when the last bit of cum squeezed from his tip.     

[puckinbaked]

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Not being given enough time to admire his newly naked body, Santana couldn’t help but laugh as Puck closed the distance between them and picked her up in his arms. Bracing for impact the moment he threw her into the pool, the brunette surfaced quickly and ran her fingers through her hair in an effort to push it out of her face. Smiling at his remark, Santana allowed him to guide her towards the wall of her pool, her back arching as her skin came into contact with the rough surface.

“The same could be said for you.” Santana replied lowly, her eyes locking with his at the same moment her left hand wrapped around his cock. “Though, I’m not against us staying a little hot and bothered.” She whispered as her hand began to stroke him teasingly, her touch light. Moving her right arm to hook around his neck, the brunette pushed herself closer to him as her grip around him tightened ever so slightly. “Have you thought about me, Puck?” Santana asked quietly. “Have you thought about what you would do to me if I ever gave you the opportunity to fuck me again?” The brunette questioned, the pad of her thumb swiping against the head of his cock as she slightly quickened the pace.

Puck had steeled himself for some kind of high pitched protest from Santana about him getting her hair wet or some shit, but she surprised him yet again with nothing but a bright smile and a low, sultry tone as her hand wrapped around his cock.  He couldn’t help the moan that bubbled up his throat, his pelvis rutting froward into her hand for more friction.  “Definitely not against that,” he agreed, his arms reaching down to support Santana as she slung her arm around his neck and pressed her body closer, her grip tightening deliciously around his hardening shaft.    

He knew what she wanted to hear.  She was splaying her ego out in front of him, begging him to stroke it.  Puck could be cruel and lie with a shrug of his shoulders, but something told him that feeding into Santana’s pride would be more beneficial.  “Maybe,” he hedged, his tongue swiping across his lips.  He couldn’t  just roll over for her, but he’d give her just enough praise to keep her happy.  “A couple times, yeah...”  Puck swallowed thickly as Santana’s thumb swept over his sensitive head, her quickened stroke bringing him to full length.  “Taking you from behind with your face in the pillow...or watching your tits bounce as you ride me.”  He forced a steadying breath through his nose as his cock twitched in her hand at his own admission.  “I bet you miss me stretching you,” he husked, one hand abandoning her hip to slip his fingers over and around her clit.  Usually he took his time before going right for it, but she was building him up faster than he realized.  “I’ve jerked off all week thinking about you,” he whispered in her ear, pressing a kiss just below her earlobe.  Now he was stroking her ego while stroking her clit and the roll of her hips had him smirking against her skin.  

[puckinbaked]

cheeriosnix​:

Santana allowed herself to admire Puck’s body as he removed the sling that had kept Maverick secure on his chest. Her eyes closing briefly as he ran his fingers along the waistline of her bikini bottoms, the brunette found his gaze as her hands reached behind her and started tugging on the strings of the bikini top. Taking a step back, the brunette allowed the item of clothing to fall and land on the ground in between them. “Would you like to go skinny dipping, Puckerman?” Santana asked lowly as she slowly began to remove her bikini bottoms. Tossing it to the side, the brunette ran her fingers through her hair as she chewed on her bottom lip. “Care to join me?” Santana asked.

Santana was nothing if not confident.  And it was that confidence that had Puck totally sprung.  He’d never admit it outright, but he thought Santana was way out of his league.  She was smart and sexy with razor sharp wit; she could hold her own better than any other chick he’d met, especially at McKinley.  Maybe it was because of all those things that Puck couldn’t stop thinking about her.  Puck felt Santana shift, their eyes still locked until she stepped away and let her top fall to the ground.  He couldn’t resist, his gaze dropping down to admire her perky breasts.  “Fuck yeah,” he breathed, popping the button on his jeans and easing down the zipper as Santana stripped off her bottoms.  The innocent way she chewed her lip had blood surging between his legs.  He was half hard by the time he toed off his shoes and kicked his jeans and boxers back toward the pool chair.  “Don’t mind if I do,” he chimed.  Puck sidled up to her slowly, once again closing the distance between them, before sweeping her off her feet and tossing her into the pool.  He canon balled in after her, popping up to the surface with a bright smile as he smoothed his hair back.  “You looked like you needed to cool off,” he teased, swimming toward her until he could trap her against the wall of the pool.