Pillow-talk

Grunting as your tired muscles protest what you’re doing, you roll over onto your back and lean over to wrap your right arm round Rachel’s back and pull her towards you. Rachel raises her head, and the two of you meet in another kiss.
It’s a soft and tender kiss, reflecting the fact that you’re both still recuperating from your shared orgasm and trying to catch your breath.

Once the kiss ends, Rachel purrs and slides her body down over your stained sheets to rest her head on your chest while you start stroking the top of her head again, gently combing your fingers through her hair as she wraps one arm round your waist. It’s only now that Rachel remembers to reach down between her legs and switch the vibrator off.
You remain like that for you don’t know quite how long, savouring the sound of Rachel’s breathing and the feel of her body against yours, while she does the same.

“John?” Rachel eventually speaks again, her warm breath washing over your chest as she finishes saying your name before looking up to meet your gaze.

“Yeah, Rachel?” You reply, watching Rachel break eye-contact with you and turn her head to rub her cheek against your chest.

“We sort of made a mess of your bed, didn’t we?” Rachel says.

“Uh-huh,” you nod your head, even though Rachel can’t see it.

“Maybe I should start wearing a condom,” Rachel suggests, with a giggle, “You know, to keep me from cumming everywhere…”

“I don’t know,” you furrow your brow, “I kind of like it when you do.”

“You do?” Rachel moves her head until she’s able to look straight at your face again.

“Uh-huh,” Bending your neck, you manage to plant a quick kiss on Rachel’s head.

“Why?” Rachel asks, her curiosity apparently aroused as she rolls over and places her tits against your stomach, positioning herself at an angle where your flaccid cock is brushing against her hip.

“I don’t know,” You begin as Rachel starts kissing her way across your chest, quickly latching onto one of your nipples and teasing it with her tongue, while you in turn are back to stroking her head, “I guess I really like that you’re enjoying yourself every bit as much as I think you are…”

“It would be a bit hard for me to fake it, I suppose you’re right about that!” Rachel looks up and sends you a naughty grin.

“Hard, but possible. I guess if you mix up the right amount of custard and water, then create some sort of subtle delivery system that can be hooked to the underside of your cock…”

“John!” Rachel stops you from developing your thoughts any further.

“Sorry,” you chuckle.

“You have a very dirty mind, mister,” Rachel chides you with a playful smile.

“You’re one to talk! Remember, I’ve seen the contents of your box, after you told me to!” You fire back.

“I was only thinking that you bring me something to play with while giving you a blowjob! I’m still one, well… two, orgasms ahead of you,” Rachel explains.

“See, that sense of fair play seems like an excellent foundation to build a relationship on,” you’re only half-joking, and your words cause Rachel to look into your eyes before wiggling her way to where she can plant a kiss on your lips.

While you kiss, you slip one hand down to Rachel’s ass and gives one of her buttocks a loving squeeze before remembering something that makes you guide your hand lower, until your fingers connect with the base of the vibrator as it sticks out past the swollen lips of her smooth little pussy.

Rachel moans into your mouth when she feels you grab hold of the vibrator, but doesn’t let her lips move away from yours as you start to slip the fake cock out of her pussy, pulling it one inch at a time and constantly moving your fingers back towards her labia due to the awkwardness of your position, until it finally slips out of her sex completely and lands on the mattress with a dense thud.
This serves as a signal for Rachel to get up off of you and instead slip back towards your feet, before she seats herself on her knees and pick up the vibrator. Smiling at you wickedly, Rachel brings the dildo up to her lips and eagerly takes it into her mouth, acting very much like she loves showing off to you, sending you suggestive glances as she lets you see how her tongue dances against the tip of the vibrator until it finally disappears into her mouth and she locks her soft lips around it while beginning to bob her head softly enough to maintain eye-contact with you.

Groaning, you can feel your cock return to life. But the question is if the two of you shouldn’t pace yourselves a little. You are feeling a bit worn-out, and it’s been quite a while since you last came ten times within the scope of twenty-four hours.