Movie time!

“John!” Rachel cries out as she feels your cum being pumped into her ass, and intensity of her orgasm seems to increase until soon you can feel something thick and sticky slowly making its way onto your fingers as they’re holding the wine glass. Your own orgasm is pretty powerful too, but despite it arriving later than Rachel’s, she’s only just finished cumming when the last of your load is churned forth from your balls to be dumped in your gorgeous girlfriend’s bowels.

Carefully, you pull the glass downwards and forwards, away from Rachel’s cockhead, and can feel more of its contents spilling onto your hand as you bring it down onto the table before grabbing hold of Rachel’s sides. While she’s purring contentedly in the wake of her climax, you pull her up, bringing her towards you until her back is rubbing against your chest. Your softening cock is still lodged inside Rachel’s ass, and it remains there while you pull her in for a loving kiss, your lips and your tongues meeting while you can sense how a few beads of her sweat ends up spilling onto your cheeks and chin. The kiss is gentle and sweet, that of two satisfied lovers enjoying a long moment of intimacy.

“Do you know what one of the many things I love about you is, John?” Rachel asks with a mischievous grin once the kiss has ended.

“What?” You reply.

“Your manners,” Rachel’s grin turns naughtier still, “Who else would say ‘please’ when making me hand him his wineglass so he can have me cum in it?”

“Oh that,” you plant a quick peck on Rachel’s cheek, “I just didn’t want to make a mess.”

“Maybe you should have thought about that before pumping my ass full of cum,” Rachel uses one hand to stroke the outside of your right thigh, “As soon as you pull out, I’ll be dripping cum everywhere.”

“Alright, so perhaps I shouldn’t pull out then,” Your grin is probably as wicked as hers by now.

“That’s the best idea you had all day!” Rachel makes you groan by tightening up her sphincter just a little, bringing it in tighter still against your member and causing it to stir back to life.

“Either that, or have you lean forwards while I go fetch your buttplug,” You keep on grinning, while Rachel moans.

“Or maybe those anal beads of yours,” You pause to kiss Rachel’s cheek again, “And have you whimper with lust like the slut you are while I shove them up your ass.”

In response, Rachel moans again and reaches out with her left hand, placing it on your cheek and pulling you in for another kiss. When it’s over, she makes you both groan by inching her ass forwards along the length of your semi-hard rod, the crown of which pops out from beyond her bunghole just as she grabs hold of the wineglass. Spinning around quickly, Rachel drops her ass onto the table and raises her glass, saluting you before bringing it to her lips and upending it, pouring her own cum into her mouth and down her throat, her free hand coming down to fondle her limp dick while the treacly fluid slowly pours past her lips.

“There!” Rachel cries out in triumph when she holds up the now empty glass, only to have it ruined when she releases a loud burp. Your catsuit-clad brunette bombshell of a girlfriend looks absolutely adorable in the wake of the burp, as it causes her cheeks to flare red and prompts her to don a sheepish expression.

“I think you just made a big mess on our kitchen table, honey,” you deadpan.

“At least it saves you the bother of making that trip upstairs to raid my toy chest, honey,” Rachel replies.

“Yeah, now we can just go sit down and watch a movie or something,” you joke, figuring that Rachel is as uninterested in that as you are. By now, you’re back at full mast, and Rachel isn’t far behind. One of the advantages of having a dickgirl girlfriend is that determining her state of arousal is very easy indeed.

“That’s actually a great idea,” Rachel beams.

“It is? Damn…”

“Trust me, you’ll like it,” Rachel’s purring makes you suspect that she’s definitely planning something, “You pick a movie, just nothing icky…”

“So not Raiders of the Ark then?”

“No, usually I like God melting Nazis, but…” Rachel’s smile is massively suggestive.

“And while I’m doing all this, you will be…?”

“Slipping into something a little more comfortable, I guess,” Rachel explains.

“Oh, you’re getting out of this thing? That’s a shame…” you reply, and advance on Rachel, who doesn’t flinch when you reach out with both hands, although she does groan when they make contact with her chest and begin fondling her tits through her catsuit.

“Oh shit, John…” Rachel soon groans as you begin focusing on tweaking her stiff nipples inside the glossy fabric, “You’d better stop…”

“Or what?” Your question comes just as you notice one of Rachel’s hands wandering back in between her legs.

“Or I’ll do something naughty,” Rachel explains, “The kind of thing that’d make me deserve a spanking .”

“Yeah, I think I’m going to go pick out a movie now,” You say stiffly, and Rachel’s giggling as you pull your hands back from her chest and back away from her.

“And I’ll go find a mint or something for my breath,” Rachel’s naughty smile returns as she teases you, then she too gets up on her feet.

“Oh, and John…” You’ve already split up, Rachel heading for the downstairs bathroom and you for the living room, when the sound of her voice causes you to stop and turn round to find her standing at the doorway out of the kitchen.
Grinning at you, she pushes her ass out just a little and gives it a playful slap with her right hand, sticking her tongue at as you ogle how the shock of the blow causes her buttocks to jiggle about softly inside the catsuit.

Content that she’s left you speechless, Rachel slips out of view.

“So, what did you pick?” Rachel asks a few minutes later as she comes strolling into the living room completely naked, sans even any shoes.

“You’ll find out,” You promise as you scoot over in the couch to give her some room. Unsurprisingly, she sits herself down next to you and is already embracing while you lean forwards and click the remote.

“John,” Rachel releases an exaggerated sigh as the familiar theme music plays, “Just to be absolutely clear, I DO NOT have a thing for Emperor Palpatine.”

“Duly noted,” you grin as Return of the Jedi starts, “And I promise I won’t make any comments about your asshole when the sarlacc shows up either.”

“Gee, thanks…”

“Although if there’s any place where I’d like to be buried for the next thousand years…”

“Congratulations, honey,” Rachel leans in to kiss you, and you can indeed taste a faint whiff of mint on her breath, “That’s probably the geekiest and the dirtiest compliment anyone’s ever given me.”

“Come on, I think I’ve given you a few a lot dirtier than that,” you kiss her back and keep one arm wrapped round her waist as she leans into you.
“I know,” Rachel flashes you a smile as you pull your lips back.

“You look beautiful, by the way,” While you’re holding Rachel and she has her arms around you as she lies in the couch, neither of you’re paying any attention to the movie.

“Thanks,” Rachel’s smile returns, and is even bigger and brighter this time around.

“The outfits are great and all,” you push on, “but you’re always the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever met."

“John, you’re going to make me blush!” Rachel protests, but quickly dives in for another kiss.

“And we don’t any blood moving away from your crotch,” you tease her.

“That reminds me,” Rachel purrs, “My idea…”

“Yeah?”

Without explaining what she’s planning, Rachel lets go of and gets up on her feet, although she doesn’t stay upright for long. Instead, she reaches down and places one hand around your cock before lowering herself down onto it.

“This seems much more fun than just cuddling,” Rachel winks at you over her shoulder as you can feel your cockhead pressing against her asshole.

“Yeah…” you agree, and groan again as Rachel lowers herself further, pushing the crown of your cock up her tightest hole.

While Luke’s infiltrating Jabba’s fortress, your dick is working its way up Rachel’s backdoor, your hands on her waist as she whimpers happily and you groan over and over again.
“Fuck,” Rachel gasps once she’s sitting on your lap, your member buried all the way up her ass, and leans back against your chest.

“I was thinking we could watch the movie like this,” Rachel explains, craning her neck to look at you.

“It’s two hours and ten minutes long, honey!” You protest, although the idea appeals.
“I know! Just think about how much cum you’ll pump out…” Rachel purrs and wriggles her ass tighter still against your lap.

“Alright, let’s give it a shot,” you give Rachel another kiss and lean back in the couch, her following along with your, her back remaining against your chest and you can hear how her stiff cock slaps lightly against her stomach while your own member is hugged close by the walls of her ass. As if that wasn’t enough, you can feel the wetness seeping out of her pussy and onto your balls.

Wrapping your arms round Rachel’s stomach and being careful not to accidentally hit her cock, although it does end up resting against your hands, you can’t help but think that you’ll never be able to last the entire movie without succumbing to temptation and begin pounding your funny, sexy, smart and extremely creative girlfriend’s juicy ass.