Notes: Second one shot of all that is smutty Brittana. Please note that none of these chapters are connected in any way unless otherwise stated.

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PART 1

"Let's go, get a move on you lazy bums! We have a competition to win!" Sue shouted into her megaphone. The tall women approached Santana and smirked. "Lady Tata, let's hope your implants will save us all if Rodger takes a wrong turn and we happen to drive off of a cliff."

She turned around and rolled her eyes. The boob job jokes are seriously getting on her last nerve. But seriously, what was the rush? Competition wasn't until tomorrow… She dropped her Cheerios duffle bag with the others as the driver loaded them into storage under the bus. The Cheerios bus was white, red and black. Yes, Sue blackmailed principal Figgins to get them their own bus with customization of the school colors and big bubble letters that spelled out William McKinley Cheerios. Needless to say everyone knew when they arrived anywhere.

The Latina felt the presence of someone behind her and goose bumps invaded every inch of her body when she felt breath against her neck, She knew exactly who it was.

"Don't worry, San. I like your boobs a lot. Sue doesn't know how to appreciate them. I'm glad though because that's gross. She's old and I want them all for myself," Brittany whispered, tapping her ass lightly as she walked away to get on the bus.

The brunette's whole body heated up instantly and a very uncomfortable throbbing settled between her legs. She is such a tease.

She climbed the stairs into the bus with her small carry-on bag. Of course Britt was sitting in the very back of the bus with her Cheerios blanket, a giant bag of Cheetos accompanied with a box of DOTS on her lap. Santana chuckled, rolling her eyes and approaching the seat next to her favorite girl. Brittany was notorious for junk food on their trips.

The inside of the bus was just as colorful as the outside - everything was red, white, and black. The seats weren't your ordinary bus seats. They were fluffy, comfortable, and they reclined a little. Speakers were built in at the top by your head for movies with a chair adjustment to turn the volume up or down or completely off. On the inside just under the windows, there are mini fridges in each aisle for drinks and food that needed to be refrigerated. Santana and Brittany loved sitting in the back because the small bathroom wall gave them some privacy - there was no one across from them like the rest.

"Hungry?" Santana smirked, plopping down next to her friend in the seat that she knew Brittany saved for her.

"Mhmmmm," she hummed. "Are you?" She pushed the bag towards Santana, offering some.

"Yes…" She leaned closer. "But not for the Cheetos." One brown eye winked.

She instantly noticed the blonde gulp down a combination of spit and Cheetos as she shifted in her seat. "Oh, well that's um…" She stopped trying to come up with a reply.

Smirking at her, Santana lifted the arm rest between them resting her head on the blonde's shoulder, she immediately wrapped her arm around the brunette, pulling her slightly closer. The Cheerios never thought twice about the duo's cuddling antics – everyone just thought they were the best of friends who liked to cuddle.

After Sue finished taking attendance, they were on the road on their way to the competition. The small televisions attached to the ceiling of the bus were playing the first Bring It On movie. Santana quickly became uninterested since she has seen the movie so many times. Brittany, however, was engrossed to the movie like it was the first time she'd ever seen it.

Santana looked down the aisle, seeing that Quinn was sleeping in the seat in front of them with her iPod headphones in her ears. Coach Sue was yelling something at the bus driver she was sitting behind and Becky Jackson, Sue's sidekick, was joining in taunting the bus driver as well.

"Britts, I'm cold," she muttered.

Brittany didn't pull her eyes away from the television; she just flung some of her blanket towards Santana.

The Latina pretended to be watching the movie for a few minutes, her heart racing as she inched her hand closer to Britt's thigh. When her fingertips grazed the pale skin, it caused the throbbing between her legs to become more powerful. Santana had been fighting off her urges to just jump Brittany from the moment she got on the bus. She dragged her fingers up and down her thighs, pretending to do it as a comforting thing. Brittany's skin became bumpy under the caramel fingertips and she knew the effect she was having on her.

Santana glanced up at her every few seconds and she could tell it was difficult for her to keep her attention to the movie. With every stroke hands began to inch higher and closer to her center.

"San," Brittany warned.

Santana just smiled. "Hmm?"

She dug her nails into her skin, dragging them down her thigh. She knew being a bit rough like that turned her on like no other. She tilted her head a little into the crook of her neck delivering soft gentle kisses to her soft skin. The smell of her skin was simply intoxicating. It was a mixture of her flowery smelling body wash and her cotton candy body spray. Brittany fidgeted in her seat, obviously trying to ignore the fact that she was completely turned on.

Santana dragged her tongue up Brittany's neck and her breath hitched in her throat as the Latina did – then she kissed up her jawline reaching her earlobe, which she began sucking greedily on.

"Touch me," Brittany husked in the brunette's ear.

She didn't need a second invitation; Santana allowed her hand to cup the blonde's center digging at it through the material of her spanks - She could feel her wetness through the fabric. Brittany let out a breath of relief at the new contact. Santana felt her own pussy clench together and release, a small pool of cum eased out resting against her now completely soaked panties. She bit down on Brittany's neck from the sensation of her mini-orgasm. Only she could make Santana cum without touching her at all.

She whimpered in return and quickly covered it with a cough. Santana chuckled deciding that she needed more than a fabric blocked touch.

"Spread your legs, baby," Santana ordered in a firm whisper. Britt obliged immediately.

The Latina carefully maneuvered under her spanks, noticing she had nothing on under them. "Naughty," she grunted into her neck and then pulled away a little. Her face was a bright shade of pink and she bit her lip suppressing a giggle.

She teased her clit for a moment, working her up but the heat from her center was warming her hand. That's when she realized the blonde was already wet enough for her and that was the biggest turn on ever. She guided her index finger through her slick folds touching every inch possible.

Brittany's head was being pushed against the back of the seat by her neck muscles. Butterflies surrounded Santana's stomach fighting each other for the most beautiful flower – the flower being Brittany. Her blue eyes were hidden by her eyelids covered in the lightest of makeup. This girl was honestly the most beautiful person the brunette has ever seen – with or without makeup. She honestly preferred her without makeup; she was just naturally beautiful and that's something that shouldn't be hidden behind cover up.

Santana poked the top of her finger in her entrance and her hips bucked up in the air as a response. The brunette could tell she was trying so hard to not moan since she was biting her lip almost drawing blood. She removed the tip sliding it up her slit then dipped it back in. This time she hummed in response, digging her nails into Santana's shoulder.

She used her thumb to play with the hardened nub located at the top of her dripping wet pussy. Again she bucked her hips at motion but bit on her finger to hold back a moan.

"So good," she husked into Santana's ear. "Give me more."

"Pequeña zorra traviesa. ¿Te gusta cuando yo vete a la mierda ¿no?" (Naughty little slut. You like it when I fuck you don't you?) She bit down on Brittany's neck.

"God, San. That alone is going to make me cum." Brittany bucked her hips into Santana's finger, so the brunette added another.

"Cum todo sobre mis dedos para que yo pueda hacer que lo pruebe." (Cum all over my fingers so I can make you taste it.) She picked up her pace working her fingers in and out of Brittany's tight fit in a steady motion. Walls clenched against her digits but it only made her try harder.

Brittany took her hand from around Santana, tucking it under the blanket. Her hand found its way to Santana's sex with ease, immediately sliding it under the fabric not wanting to waste time. Santana exhaled louder than she usually would, feeling Brittany's fingers explore her slick folds and creases.

"Oh dios mio," she whispered into Brittany's ear.

The duo worked out a rhythm that worked perfectly for the both of them, pumping their fingers in and out of each other. Breath became loud and unsteady pretty quickly and movements became sloppy as they worked each other up.

"I'm going to cum, San," Brittany whined, trying to hold on until Santana was ready.

"Oh mi dios yo también," (Oh my god, me too) Santana barely said. "Cum all over my fingers."

That's all it took. Brittany's back arched off the seat, she shook violently and her eyes snapped shut as the feeling rushed through her entire body from her head to her curling toes. It took every ounce of strength in her not to scream out her best friend's name. Santana was not far behind her, similar motions washed over the other girl, but she was not as lucky to keep quiet.

"UHHHHHH," she shouted. "Ow." She quickly covered up. "Britt, watch your feet, you stepped on my toe."

"Everything okay back there, Sandbags?" Sue turned her attention to the back of the bus along with half of the team members, all staring at the two of them cuddled under the blanket.

"Yeah, Brittany was just being clumsy," Santana chuckled and Brittany joined in.
"Well keep it down, trying to get in my beauty sleep. You can't expect me to look this hot without it." Sue turned back around in her chair.

Their fingers were still inside each other. They stayed like that until they were sure no one was watching. Santana slowly removed her fingers, shoving them in Brittany's mouth.

"Mhhm." The blonde hummed. "So good." She licked off all of her juices, making sure to leave a little for Santana.

Brittany moved her fingers around for a moment inside Santana which caused the Latina to jerk. "Hmm, save it for the hotel room." She winked and grabbed Brittany's wrist, pulling on it. Brittany moved with her, pulling her fingers out which were soaked in Santana's cum. She licked her lips, wanting a taste, but she brought them to Santana's lips first. Santana teasingly flicked her tongue around the digit before sucking them into her mouth.

Wanting a taste of her friend, she let Brittany pull her fingers out of her mouth. She quickly replaced the new absence with her own fingers, tasting Brittany. There was an even mixture of the two of them on Santana's tongue, which was her favorite.

Once they finished, Santana cuddled up to Brittany again.

"You made me miss my favorite part! Spirit fingers," Brittany whined.
"Oh, my spirit fingers were better," Santana whispered with her eyes closed. "If you play your cards right, they might come visit again." The Latina half heard Brittany say something but she couldn't respond since she fell asleep.

The bus arrived to the hotel a few hours later, Santana loved overnight competitions because it meant alone time with Britt without worrying about people busting into their rooms while they were trying to get their lady lovin' on.

"Santana, this room is so big!" Like my fake dick, Santana thought, she smirked at her inner-monologue. Brittany ran around the room like an excited little kid. A big plasma screen TV was mounted against the wall, a desk and office chair pushed in the little slot perfectly. The closet was huge and there was a king size bed in the middle of the room. The bathroom had a Jacuzzi bath and a stand up shower. Santana always expected this from Sue.

"Britt, you're so cute." Santana set her bag on the bed pulling out her red Cheerios bikini and began to change out of her uniform that Sue made them wear. Everything had to be labeled with Cheerios when away at competitions just so everyone knew what team they were on.

The duo changed and met Quinn and the others down by the pool for some relaxation until bed.

PART 2

The hotel room door slammed, all because of the force Santana used by pushing Brittany against it. The blonde moaned from the rough motion.

"I want you so bad right now," Santana husked in Brittany's ear before licking up the lobe.

The blonde couldn't respond partly because of the way Santana was rubbing her furiously through the fabric of her bikini bottoms and partly because her mouth was failing to make words. Santana had been teasing the blonde by the pool with simple touches and sayings when no one else was paying attention.

Santana grabbed the back of Brittany's neck, roughly meeting her best friends lips in a heated kiss. It didn't last long, only because the Latina wanted Brittany on the bed. She had control right now and that alone made her pussy twitch with excitement. Working her free hand she made sure to hook the chain lock so coach Sue didn't barge in without warning. Once she was done, she turned the blonde and led her to the bed. As they moved, Santana made sure to untie the back of Brittany's bikini top, while the blonde did the same to hers. They both ripped the offending wet fabric off of them tossing the skimpy fabric to some unknown place.

Santana pushed Brittany down on the bed, practically jumping on top of her. She began to grind her waist into her lover, meeting her lips once again. Their kissing was sloppy, but neither of them seemed to mind.

Brittany lifted her hand and slapped Santana's ass. Once her hand met it she squeezed, causing the Latina to let out a loud moan.

"Oh mi dios, a la mierda sí. Me encanta cuando eres rudo conmigo. Dámelo!" (Oh my god, fuck yes. I love it when you are rough with me. Give it to me!) Santana shouted, probably a little too loud.

Brittany repeated the motion since Santana seemed to like what she had done, she earned another loud moan. Brittany was surprised when the Latina grabbed her wrist slamming it down on the mattress with a muffled thump. Immediately after Santana broke the kiss and began to attack Brittany's perky boobs. Licking, sucking, toying, repeating.

Santana made the mistake of loosening her grip on Brittany's wrist which allowed the blonde to break free, only to slap the girl's ass again. This time, it made the both of them giggle. Santana stuck out her tongue meeting Brittany's, they didn't kiss, they just quickly and lustfully massaged their tongues together.

Santana began to get even more worked up when she was able to smell the scent of Brittany's extremely wet and awaiting pussy. She left a trail of kisses down her girl's stomach, the skin beneath her lips getting goosebumps. She wasted no time, yanking Brittany's bikini bottoms down off of her – licking her lips at the wetness pooling out of Brittany.

"Sit on my face babe. I want you to ride my tongue." Santana ordered flopping down on the bed. Within seconds, Brittany's sex was hovering over the Latina's mouth. Without warning Brittany forced herself down, Santana's nose hitting her sensitive nub.

"Oh, shiiiiiiiiiiiit," Brittany groaned.

Santana grabbed a hold of Brittany's hips, digging her nails into them. Her tongue traveled with ease up and down the blondes slit as she moved. Santana stilled Brittany for a moment, by shaking her face roughly into her like she knew her best friend loved. Brittany whimpered in pleasure above her, tugging on Santana's hair.

The Latina's hips bucked up and down looking for any type of friction as Brittany rode her face. She loved this position only because she could taste every inch of her favorite girl's snatch.

When Brittany stopped moving above her, she knew she was close. Her breathing was getting deeper and she was starting to tremble. Santana grabbed a hold of Britt and flipped her backwards until her back hit the bed. Without warning she shoved three of her digits inside of her girl, feeling her walls tighten around her. She curled her fingers hitting that special spot as she licked, bit, and sucked the blonde's clit.

"I-I-I'm gonn- uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" Brittany was silenced when she began to cum. Santana was surprised at what had happened as she did, but it was possibly the hottest thing she's ever witnessed. She closed her eyes as licked her lips as Brittany's juices squirted out at her for a split second. That alone sent Santana stumbling over the edge. She came down from her high pretty quickly so she just watched B. For a moment, Santana actually thought she hurt Brittany because the blonde stopped breathing. A moment later she began gasping for air, her entire body trembling, her toes curled, her eyes squeezed shut.

Santana stayed still admiring the way Brittany came down from her high. Minutes of silence went by until Brittany's eyes flickered open. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment. "San, I think I peed."

The Latina let out a throaty laugh. "B, you didn't pee. You squirted."

"Squirted? Am I broken?"

"Fuck no, you aren't broken. That was the wankiest thing I've ever seen. Well, you know next to that one time you gave me the ultimate lap dance dressed in that striped candy nurse outfit. You just came so hard, that's all." Santana winked at her.

"I would love to return the favor but I don't think I can move right now." Brittany sighed with a pout.

"You don't need to worry about it. I came by just watching you. Like I said, it was wanky."

"It smells like sex in here," the blonde commented.

"Gee, I wonder why. Probably because I just rocked your world so hard." Santana got up from the bed after kissing Brittany gently. "I'm going to take a shower, boo. Then I'll come out and help change the sheets."

"Are you going to be wet and naked?" Brittany called to Santana from her spot on the bed, the spot she hadn't moved from in at least a half hour.

"Sí y jabón todos. You can join if you aren't too tired," (Yes and all soapy.) the Latina called back.

Brittany was suddenly feeling a lot more energized than before. She got up off the bed and bolted towards the bathroom after Santana.

A/N: Them damn cheery-hoes and their hot sex. Hope all of you enjoyed, my little sex kittens.
Reviews are awesome, even if it's a few words (;

As long as this fic keeps getting views and follows, I'll keep adding to it when I get an idea.

By the way – currently hating the shit out of glee. Hopefully Sam realizes he has a crush on Blaine and gets with him so our babies can get back together.

Also, if you haven't already check out my other stories: You Set a Fire in my Heart and Framed.
Until next time horny hoes :P