Something new

“Still half the time left to go, honey,” You reply with a devilish grin as you grab hold of Rachel’s narrow waist, holding her firmly in front of you as you close the distance between your face and her ass.

“John…” Rachel groans when she feels your lips connect with her right asscheek, giving the firm globe a soft little kiss before unfurling your tongue and letting it slight down into the crack between her buttocks.

“W-what are you doing?” Rachel stammers out, her voice barely holding together and her whole body twitching when the tip of your tongue glides over her spit-coated bung again.

“The forfeit was that I should lick your ass for fifteen minutes, so that’s what I’m doing,” you reply, quite matter-of-factly, then drive your face back between your girlfriend’s juicy buttocks. Now, that might not be a strictly accurate interpretation of the rules, but you don’t care. What’s far more important is that by the time that egg timer starts ringing, you’re going to have Rachel rock-hard and dripping wet.

“Oh God…” Rachel’s next throaty groan comes in response to the tip of your tongue reconnecting with her asshole, and her waist wiggles softly against your grip as she brings her bubble butt up closer to your face in response to you running your wet muscle in a clockwise motion along her sphincter.

Once you’ve spent about a minute circling your tongue round Rachel’s sexy bunghole – though you’re not in the mood to break away and glance at the egg timer to get the exact time – you tighten up your tongue and press it tighter against her backdoor.

“John…” Rachel whimpers when your tongue snakes its way through her anus. That whimper turns into a heavy, lustful moan thanks to you letting your right hand wander up the length of her soaked snatch, your fingers caressing the folds of her labia until you eventually let your index finger rub against her swollen clit.

Extracting your tongue from Rachel’s ass but keeping it pressed against her tightest hole, you also steer your hand away from her honeypot, the corners of your mouth rubbing against the inner curvature of her asscheeks as you smile at the disappointed groan coming from her when you abandon her clit and move forwards.

“Fuck!” Rachel’s cry is a reaction to your hand wrapping itself round the shaft of her cock. Considering how many times you’ve already made her cum today, it’s not especially surprising that Rachel’s member is still only semi-erect, but while your tongue pierces her bunghole again you start jerking her off with a soft touch, running your hand up and down her dick while your tongue wiggles about beyond her ringpiece. While your thumb rubs against her pisshole, you switch tactics and start showering her asscheeks with soft kisses, the sound of your lips smacking against her skin mixing with that of her aroused little moans and yelps as you continue the stimulation without interruption.

By the time that Rachel’s member is as stiff as a sausage accidentally left in the freezer, and has begun to throb against your grasp, you estimate that you’re almost out of time. Wanting to tease her just a little more, you slide your tongue back onto your girlfriend’s anus and let your hand come slipping to her slit again so you can resume polishing her pearl.
But then, as Rachel’s moans grow louder and rises in pitch, the egg timer starts buzzing.

“There, all done,” you’ve no doubt that the smile on your lips comes across as borderline evil as you abandon Rachel’s ass and pussy to kill the ringing egg timer.

“You… you bastard!” Rachel cries out, having just been denied her orgasm.

“Careful, Rachel,” You reply, forgetting all about the now silenced egg timer as you get on top of Rachel, who moans when the weight of you leaning in close over her pushes her body down closer to the floor while your own erect member ends up between her asscheeks.

“Keep mouthing off like that, and I’ll have to punish you…” While speaking, you start moving your hips, grinding your cock over her asshole as it slides back and forth through her ass cleavage.

“H-how?” Rachel gasps lustfully, while moving her own body in pace with your hips.

“I can think of a few ways, my funny, beautiful, absolutely gorgeous little slut,” you lean down and whisper in her ear, after which Rachel cranes her neck and brings her lips into contact with yours. Both of you stop moving as you share a long, tight kiss.

“Rachel, honey, can I ask you for a favour?” You ask as soon as the kiss ends.

“What is it, John?” Rachel smiles up at you with her whole face before giving her hips a gentle shake that has your stiff member bouncing against her asscrack.

“Go out and collect that bottle of coconut oil,” Your right hand moves in to tease one of Rachel’s nipples while you speak, “And I’ll meet you up in your bedroom.”

“Oh my, what have you got planned now?” Rachel’s smile, having faded into a lustful grimace once you started playing with her nipple, now returns and immediately turns mischievous.

“I think you’ll like it,” you assure her, and there’s another loving kiss, one that lasts only a couple of seconds, before you pull away and climb back up on your feet.

“Are you sure you want me to go out there?” Rachel purrs, a moment later, after she’s turned around to find herself on her knees with your erect cock practically rubbing against her right cheek. Only now do you notice how her stomach and the bottom of her chest are randomly decorated with streaks of her jizz.
Chuckling at Rachel’s suggestive question and equally suggestive smile, you help her onto her feet.

“By the way, Rachel, part of my victory is that I get to rummage through your drawers, okay?” You say as you hold her tight and she wraps her arms around you.

“I should never have showed you that toy box!” Rachel exclaims into your chest, then drops her head back to grin at you.

“That’s not actually what I’m looking for,” you explain.

“Okay, now I’m really curious about what you’ve got planned,” Rachel says, but doesn’t press you on the matter. Instead, she ends the embrace and starts walking off towards the back door, swaying her hips for your benefit and sending you one last smile before disappearing from view.

After remembering just how lucky you are to have a girlfriend like Rachel, you shake your head and head upstairs, to her bedroom. Checking her drawers, you quickly find something that definitely fits into what you have planned, and don’t have to wait long before you can hear her come climbing up the stairs.

“Alright, John, what have you got planned?” Rachel asks with a grin as she enters the room, one eyebrow going up when she sees that you’ve got your hands behind your back. As is the case with you, your brief time apart has done little to lessen the erect state of her cock.

“First, you need to put these on…” you say, holding up the teal panties with a black frame and black lace details that you found in her drawer, letting the skimpy garment dangle from your right index finger.

“You really think they’ll fit?” Rachel replies, and tosses the bottle of oil onto her bed.

“I’m sure you can squeeze into them, Rachel,” you say back as she comes your way and slips the panties off your finger.

Holding them up in front of her with both hands, Rachel’s smile grows filthier as she meets your gaze for a brief moment before proceeding to drape the panties over the business-end of her dick.

“There,” Wiping her hands, your top-heavy bombshell of a girlfriend looks quite pleased with herself, “all done.”

“Not quite what I had in mind, Rachel, but points for creativity!” You reply as you watch the underwear dangle down between Rachel’s thighs.

“Oh, alright,” Shaking her head in mock frustration, Rachel snatches her panties back up and saunters over to seat herself on the bed.

“Honey,” Rachel starts off whilst threading her heels and her shoes through the panties so she can slide them up her long legs, “This would have been so much easier if you hadn't gotten me all hot and bothered first…”

“There are two reasons why I did that,” you begin, and move closer to the bed, getting onto your knees in it and picking up the bottle of oil just as Rachel manages to fit her member around her panties, which are now bulging considerably as they cling to her crotch.

“First off,” you place your free hand on Rachel’s shoulder and gently push her onto her back, “I love making you cum.”

“Secondly, it’s a bit tricky to do that if I’m fucking your tits,” While your words make Rachel gasp, you climb on top of her, making sure that your weight isn’t really on her as you’re suddenly straddling her waist and opening the bottle of coconut oil.

“Hence, my thinking was that if I got you really excited first,” Pausing again while Rachel ogles your cock as you sink it into her cleavage, you start pouring oil all over her huge boobs and your own thick, long member, “I’d be able to make you cum with me just by playing with your nipples.”

“That’s… that’s some good thinking, honey,” Rachel commends you, and follows up on it by gasping with excitement when you start working the coconut oil into her tits, a thin smile on your face as you watch them yield and move under your touch.

“Hopefully it’ll work too…” You mumble.

“And the panties?” Rachel asks, right before you make her groan by sliding your cock up through her oiled-up cleavage until your belly is pressing against her tits and your cockhead is pressing down on her lips. Parting them, she attacks the underside of your dick with her nimble tongue.

“Health and safety,” you explain, rather tersely, while Rachel’s making your member drool precum onto her upper lip.

“Health and safety?” Rachel’s questions comes after you’ve pulled back and she’s smacked her lips to get your precum into her mouth.

“Yeah,” Rachel’s moaning happily again as you proceed to pump your cock slowly up and down between her tits, “so I don’t get carried away and pull back too far and sucker punch myself in the nuts with your cockhead.”

“John!” Rachel erupts in laughter at your words and your deadpan delivery, and her boobs bounce around your schlong, prompting you to place your hands on them to hold them in place.

“I’m serious,” you insist, though you’re not especially successful in sounding it, and find Rachel’s stiff nipples with your fingers, “Imagine us showing up at your parents, you with an eye-patch and me hobbling about holding an ice pack between my legs.”

“That would be terrible,” Rachel gasps as your fingers start working her nipples and you increase the pace of your thrusts just a little, making it harder for her to contribute to the conversation by sliding your cockhead up over her face time and time again.

“Definitely,” you agree, while the mixture of coconut oil and dickgirl cum makes thrusting your dick through her cleavage a very smooth and extremely enjoyable experience.

The conversation dies down after that, both of you becoming enraptured by the sight and sensation of your continuously emerging from between Rachel’s oiled-up titties, with your fingers constantly caressing and teasing her nipples as she lies underneath you, squirming and moaning happily.

“John…” You’re not sure how long you’ve been keeping the same rhythmic pace when Rachel speaks up again, but the sensation of spearing your cock through the narrow valley between her massive knockers have brought right to the edge, “I’m so close…”

Hearing that, you stop immediately, your cock about an inch from Rachel’s chin, and while she places her hands on her tits and starts rubbing them against your prick, you reach back behind you blindly and find her own member, clutching it through the soft, thin fabric of her panties so you can stroking her.

“Me too, Rachel,” you breathe out as Rachel’s lips start to tremble and her eyelashes are fluttering.

Then, suddenly, she arcs her back as much as she can and her cock is throbbing against your grasp, the unexpected movement and her tightening her tits round your own member being the last straw required to make you cum, and you start blasting Rachel’s face with long streamers of your spunk just as her cock erupts inside her panties.