You get ready for another fuck-session

You moan at the feel of Rachel caressing your hardening cock through your trousers and press your lips tighter against hers. Rachel responds to this, and it doesn’t take many seconds before the kiss has gone from gentle to being much more intense.
When Rachel finally pulls her lips from yours, her hand is resting against your rigid cock, and its with a naughty smile that she makes you moan again through the nimble manner in which she gives it another squeeze.

“Remember what we did after the movie last night?” Rachel asks you, that same sly grin still on her lips as her hand slips inside your pants and finds your cock again.

“Actually,” Your cock twitches both from the sensation of Rachel stroking it and the recollection of what the two of you did on the couch yesterday, “the movie wasn’t quite finished…”

“That’s a technicality,” Rachel shots back, unfazed by your deadpan reply, “But if you want to be all anal about it…”

“I don’t,” You shake your head and chuckle, then lock eyes with her again, “But I just remembered that my sheets might need changing too.”

“Mmm, a bed’s more comfortable than a couch,” Rachel murmurs, using her left hand to tug your trousers down until your cock pops out into the open, at which point she starts rubbing her right thumb against the crown of your tool, “And would give us more room too…”

“But we probably won’t make it upstairs if you keep doing that,” You helpfully point, nodding towards your cock, the head of which is becoming increasingly wet with your precum.

“Oh, like a stud like you’d need more than five minutes to get hard again!” Rachel replies, proceeding to wrap her hand around the trunk of your cock and give it a few more jerks.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, I guess,” You say while Rachel lets go of your member and instead kisses you again. At the same time, she’s pushing against you, and you allow her to get you down on your back on the couch, your legs sticking out over the armrest while this gorgeous babe who also happens to be your girlfriend ends up on top of you.

“Now,” Rachel says once the kiss eventually ends, “here’s my plan. I’ll go take care of the laundry, while you go up to my room and check the box in the bottom drawer. Pick something that you like and meet me in your bedroom. Sound good?”

“I’m intrigued,” you admit with a grin, and the two of you exchange another, faster, kiss before Rachel dismounts you.

“Remember, bottom drawer,” Rachel tells you with a smile before spinning around and moving quickly out of your living room, swaying her hips as she goes and making sure to look back at you over her shoulder before disappearing from view.

“Hmm,” you say, but get up on your feet, intrigued by the enigmatic nature of Rachel’s instructions.

Soon, you’re upstairs in her room, your cock having only softened slightly as you make your way towards her dresser. Pulling out the bottom drawer, you find some folded towels and a box. You retrieve the box and set it down on the naked mattress of Rachel’s bed, then lift the lid.

If you didn’t already knew that Rachel was a girl with a healthy appetite for sex, this box would strongly suggest it. It contains several dildos and vibrators, including one of those rabbits, plus anal beads and buttplugs.

“So, I should pick one that I like…” You grinningly remember Rachel’s instructions, and try to think it over before making your decision. In the end though, which occurs not much more fifteen seconds after you began your heroic effort to think it over, you pick up the biggest dildo that Rachel’s got, the one that she’s mentioned earlier, which is almost as long as your cock but thinner. Chuckling as you remember her description of it, you’re about to turn around and walk to your room when you hear footsteps running up the staircase.
You decide to wait until Rachel’s made it to your room, and become confused when nothing happens after she’s made it across the landing. A few seconds pass, and you know that you should already have heard the creak of your bedroom door when it suddenly manifests itself. Waiting for your bedroom door to close, you then exit Rachel’s room and step out onto the landing. What you find as you walk up to your bedroom room is enough to make you break out into a wide, happy grin.

“Naughty slut…” You mutter with love in your voice as you admire how Rachel’s bikini-bottoms are now hanging from your door-handle, and you realize that the brief delay was caused by her pulling them off and putting them there.
Pushing open the door, you’re greeted by Rachel on all fours on your bed, her bubble butt raised up behind her.

“Hi,” She greets you with a loving smile, which she follows up on by wiggling her ass at you.

“Hi,” You reply, and lift up the vibrator that you picked from her collection, “Will this do?”

“Uh-huh,” Rachel nods, then lets her head touch down against your mattress and turns it so she can still look at you while her hands reach back for her ass.

“Like I said earlier, pick one…” Rachel purrs as she pulls apart her buttocks and leaves you to stare at her bald, glistening pussy and her puckered little asshole.