A few of you guys asked for a sequel, and I was in the mood for some Brittana Love, so here we are. The morning after the night before.

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Random Encounter Part Two

It had been a while since I'd woken up next to another person, especially a person that I didn't immediately regret sleeping with, so waking up with Brittany's arm around me and her head nuzzled into the crook of my neck was actually really wonderful. I held her for a while as the morning sun shone weakly through the window of this stranger's bedroom, coiling some of her blonde hair around my finger. I wasn't ever one for this kind of mushiness, but there was something about Brittany that made me want to snuggle. It was weird, but in a nice way. I felt her stir, holding me a little tighter.

"Good morning," I said with a smile.

"Hmm, good morning," she murmured against my neck.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, stretching and yawning. The duvet fell away to reveal her smooth, tanned skin, the arch of her back, her perfect tits and the little hickey I'd left on her neck. I would never get bored of staring at her.

"I can't remember whose house we're in," she said, brushing her messy hair out of her face.

I laughed. "Neither can I. We'll get a cab back to civilization later."

She looked down at me and smiled serenely.

"How is it you look so pretty when you just woke up?"

I shrugged, smirking a little. "I was just about ask you the same thing actually. The two of us are just lucky, I suppose."

"Oh, I know I'm lucky," she said, sounding oddly like a little kid. "I wore my lucky panties last night and then I met you, so that totally proves that they work, right?"

"Right," I chuckled.

How is it possible for someone so sexy to be so adorable at the same time? She lay back down next to me, her arm around my waist, holding me close so I couldn't help but look right into those gorgeous blue eyes.

"I wasn't even going to come to this party," she said. "I didn't know that many people here, and I wanted to practice for this music video audition that I have next week, and also I was going to make another video for my internet talk show, Fondue For Two. But I'm really, really happy that I decided to go out instead of interviewing my cat. I'm really glad I met you, Santana."

I smiled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "I'm really glad I met you too, Brittany. I wasn't going to come to this party either, to be honest. The whole thing was a total fail right up until I saw you."

She grinned and pulled me into a sweet kiss, which we both smiled into. When we separated her smile was a little less cute and a little more... wanky.

"I was going to ask if you wanted to go get some coffee," she said huskily. "But I'm way too horny for breakfast right now. You are so hot, Santana."

She was between my legs and kissing me deeply before I knew it. I sighed into her fierce kiss, running my hands over her back and squeezing her breasts. Her tongue was exploring my mouth with a contagious kind of desperation, on her hands stroking my thigh and the other cupping my breast, her fingers pinching my nipple. Her soft lips moved from my lips and down to my neck, sucking and nibbling in a way that made me shiver.

"You made me come so hard last night," she whispered, licking my earlobe. "I want to return the favour."

All I could do was moan as her mouth moved lower, leaving a trail of hot kisses on my skin before taking one of my nipples in her mouth. My nipples had always been super sensitive, so the feeling of her sucking and flicking her tongue and gentle biting, pinching my other nipple at the same time was just epic. It sent tingles all the way down my spine and straight to my pussy, making me wet in no time.

Just when I felt like I was going to go insane, her mouth moved lower, leaving little bites and kisses on my stomach and my hips until she was right between my legs. I spread my legs for her, giving her a 'you-better-lick-me-out-right-this-fucking-second' look. She smirked at me, slowly stroking my thighs.

"You teased me," she purred. "You made me beg for it. So now you're going to beg for it too."

I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Baby, I don't beg."

She arched an eyebrow at me and started lightly kissing my inner thighs, slowly making her way down before stopping just as she got to where I wanted her. She then made her way back up again and started on my other thigh, lightly pressing her lips against my skin and stopping before she got to my pussy. I was absolutely dying, squirming on the bed with need. She looked at me through her eyelashes.

"I want to hear you beg for it, Santana," she whispered. "I want you to beg me to fuck you with my tongue and my fingers."

I stared defiantly at her. "I do not beg, Brittany."

She smiled deviously at me, tracing patters on my inner thigh. "I can do this all day, you know."

She leaned forward and took my nipple in her mouth again, sucking it between her teeth. I couldn't help but cry out, arching my back against the bed, needing her like fucking oxygen. Screw my pride, I needed to come.

"Oh fuck, Brittany, please! Please, please, please lick me and fuck me and make me come! Please!"

She sat up and grinned at me, giggling in a way that was jarringly cute considering the situation.

"As you wish, honey."

She lowered her head between my legs and gave my pussy a long, slow lick from bottom to top, stopping to flick her tongue against my clit. Oh my fucking God, it felt so good. I moaned deeply as tongue delved deeper into my folds, lapping at my wetness and rubbing my clit with her fingers. My moans and gasps and cries were getting louder as her actions got faster, and I practically screamed when she pushed two fingers inside me and sucked on my clit at the same time. Holy fucking shit, she was amazing.

She thrust her fingers into me harder and faster, her tongue flicking hard against my clit, before she suddenly crawled up my body and kissed me hard, the taste of me on her lips. She pumped her fingers into me, her thumb rubbing my clit at the same time, and I slid my hand down her stomach and towards her own pussy. I rubbed her clit, covering my fingers in her wetness and making her moan into my mouth. She whimpered my name against my lips once I pushed two fingers inside her, the two of us fucking and kissing and moaning until the whole world just disappeared and all that mattered was her. I never wanted this to end, but soon it felt like a fucking tidal wave had crashed over me and I was coming so hard that I was sure my heart stopped for a second. She came a second later, burying her face in my neck to muffle her scream, her body trembling on top of me.

She rolled off me breathlessly, the both of us sucking our fingers clean as we stared into each other's eyes.

"You taste really nice," she said quietly.

"So do you," I replied, rolling over to wrap an arm around her waist and kiss her.

We lay like that for a while, just gazing at each other. It was strange to think that such a soppy situation was happening to me in a stranger's bed, in some random house and with a girl I'd only met the night before. I didn't even know anything about her, but... I don't know. It kind of felt like I'd known her forever, if that made any sense. Christ, that sounded so lame. But it was true.

"So," she said, playing with my hair. "Do you want to get out of here and get some coffee with me?"

I smiled at her, my stomach fluttering in a way that it had never, ever done before.

"I'd love to."

Hope you enjoyed, Humble Readers.

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