Cocktail!

“Oh, and what’s that?” You ask, boldly reaching in between Rachel’s legs and wrapping your hand round her erect cock, smiling at the face that she makes when you start sliding your hand up and down the length of her member, making her gasp “John…” by rubbing your thumb gently against her pisshole.

“Weeellll,” Rachel purrs once you’ve stopped pumping your wrist and given her a couple of seconds in which to recompose herself, your thumb still resting on her cumslit while her dick throbs slowly against your grasp while she makes sure to place the glass containing your jizz back on the small table, “my kinky boyfriend has made it clear he wouldn't mind watching me jerk myself off.”

“That’s right,” Grinning, you use your thumb to smear Rachel’s precum onto her cockhead as it oozes out into the open, “I did say something about how I’d love to see my sexy dickgirl slut get herself off…”

While Rachel responds to your words with an excited little whimper, you let go of her cock and instead dive towards her chest, causing her to purr and start stroking your head when your lips connect with one of her boobs.

“John, fuck…” Rachel groans with lust as you start licking the massive orb clean of coconut oil, her groans becoming louder when you focus once more on her stiff nipple, only this time you do so with your tongue and your lips, sucking on it softly whilst swirling your tongue around it.
Rachel’s plans of jerking herself off for you are now delayed as the two of you manoeuvre until she’s reclining in the lounger and you’re straddling it in front of her, her legs slung over your spread thighs and her erect cock rubbing against your belly while your hands are clutching her huge boobs as you continue to kiss, lick and lap at them while she quivers and moans in response to your actions.

“There, I think I got all of it,” Minutes later, you’re grinning when you finally look up from between Rachel’s tits, having finished off by burying your face in a cleavage, and Rachel just moans with lust again as you scoop your way down the length of the lounger after first kissing the top of her head again. By now, you’re growing hard again, your cock sticking straight out on top of your heavy sack as it rests on the plastic of the lounger while you watch Rachel smiling at you naughtily and running one hand down her flat belly.

“I’d never thought I’d ever be doing anything like this…” Rachel says with a thin little smile as she grabs onto her cock and starts pulling her foreskin up and down.

“Anything like what?” You ask.

“Playing with my cock while the man I love’s watching,” Rachel replies, making your heart soar and your mouth form itself into a big, happy grin that gets her to giggle.

“Rachel…”

“You don’t have to say anything, John,” Rachel interrupts you, increasing the pace at which her hand’s travelling up and down her cock a little, “that smile alone was enough…”

You nod, and the conversation dies down, replaced by sounds of Rachel’s excited moans and your own heavy breathing as you watch her jerk herself off, slowly and methodically at first, before her pace becomes steadily wilder, until she slows down a little once more and bares her teeth at you in a naughty smile and drives her left hand in behind her balls and starts playing with her clit.

“Rachel,” you say a short while later, noting that you sound severely parched and therefore clear your throat while you reach for the bottle of coconut oil, “I’ve got an idea…”

“Oh…?” Groaning out her response, Rachel keeps on jerking her dick and toying with her pink, bald little pussy.

“Get up and turn around, Rachel,” you instruct you girlfriend, who – unlike last time you had an idea – follows your instructions by letting go of her genitals and getting up on her feet, her cock projecting out from between her legs proudly and the juices from her slit trickling down the inside of her legs as she grins at you and spins around to stand with one high heel on each side of the lounger, her spectacular ass turned towards you.

“Good, now lean forwards,” you go on to tell Rachel, simultaneously grabbing the martini glass that you filled earlier and moving it in underneath her, your efforts to place the glass underneath her cock ensuring that your face comes alluringly close to her juicy booty and her juicing snatch, the latter of which prompts you to take a deep breath to flood your nostrils with the sweet, sexy scent of her arousal.

“Like this?” Rachel asks, her left hand wrapping itself round the lounger’s headrest and her right going for her cock as she leans forwards deeply, ending up with her cockhead a couple of inches above the jizz-filled glass and her ass pushed closer to your face.

“A-and now?” Rachel’s next question is delivered with a distinct stammer, courtesy of you pouring coconut oil all over her bubble butt, making sure that plenty of it goes trickling down into the deep, narrow cleft between her muscular asscheeks.

“Keep jerking yourself off for me, honey,” you order her, sweetly, whilst making sure to drizzle coconut oil all over her gleaming wet honeypot, smiling at the clear, sticky fluid disappearing in between the folds of her labia, “And let me know when you’re getting close…”

“G-getting?” Turned on though she is, Rachel can’t resist being a smartass, something which makes you chuckle, sending gusts of hot air crashing against her pussy and asshole.

“Okay, let me know when you’re getting really close,” you correct yourself, then drive your face in between your girlfriend’s buttocks, cherishing the throaty groan that she lets out when the tip of your tongue connects with her asshole and you get another taste of coconut. Grabbing hold of her waist with both hands, you focus on Rachel’s asshole at first, prodding and probing it with your wet muscle before licking your way up her asscrack, then downwards again, treating her asshole to a couple more quick lashes of your tongue before making your way lower still and bringing your lips onto her pussy, sucking on it loudly at first and then going on to explore it with your tongue, licking up every drop of coconut oil that you find and noting with the corners of your mouth raised slightly that it tastes even better when mixed with Rachel’s pussy juices.

“John, I’m so close…” Rachel eventually whimpers, making you groan into her pussy before pulling away and getting up on your feet behind her, one hand sliding up to paw at one of her boobs while the other wraps itself round her cock. At the same time, it’s not by accident that you thrust your cock up between her asscheeks until your cockhead is positioned perpendicularly to the small of her back.

“Grab the glass, honey, and I’ll get you off…” You promise Rachel, who gives her head a weak little nod and scoops up the glass from the lounger, after which you pull her towards you, trapping your cock between the two of you and ensuring that its nestled between her buttocks, then pumping your hips up and down to make her moan again.

Positioning the glass so her cockhead is practically dipped into your cum, Rachel stands in front of you, moaning each time that you pump your hand up and down the length of her cock and play with her left nipple.
Not content with that, you make Rachel moan even harder by kissing your way up her neck, finishing off with a heartfelt “God you’re sexy…” whispered directly into her ear.

“John!” Rachel cries out, and her cock starts throbbing wildly in your grasp while the rest of her trembles against your bigger frame as she starts pumping cum into the glass.

Twitching and trembling uncontrollably, Rachel keeps on dumping her load into the glass until finally you can feel her first relax and then slump back towards you, to which you respond by grabbing the glass from her and helping her back down onto the lounger.

“Here you are, my lady,” you offer her the glass after giving her a moment or two to catch her breath, and she accepts it from you before leaning back to recline in the lounger once more.

“I can’t believe what a naughty slut you’ve turned me into…” Rachel sighs, then brings the glass to her lips and takes a long, deep gulp of your combined jizz.

“Honey, please,” you give her thigh a gentle squeeze and shoot her a lewd smile once she’s lowered the now half-full glass, “I believe the correct term is naughty, anal-loving cumslut…”

“God… I’m going to show up for work on Monday walking funny, aren’t I?” Rachel asks, then giggles happily once more, and rushes to empty the glass of its contents, practically upturning it over her face as she pours the last of your mixed jizz into her hungry mouth.

“Well…” You grin and guide her free hand onto your rock-hard cock.