An early morning assfuck

“Sure,” Flashing Rachel a smile over your shoulder, you spin round to face her, the two of you standing close enough that her tits are now rubbing up against your chest while your semi-erect cock is hanging down and touching against the side of her already rock-hard member. At this stage in your relationship, you've got so much experience with your early morning routine that you picked up the liquid soap before turning around. Judging from the tone of her voice just before and now the sly smile that her lips have formed into, you definitely made the right call in grabbing it.

While the two of you meet in a loving kiss, one that has her boobs mashed tighter against your chest while her hard dick rubs against your thigh and your own prick starts swelling back to life, you can feel her snatching the soap out of your grasp.

“Amy told you about breakfast?” You ask Rachel as you pull back from the kiss.

Nodding her head and replying to you with a dreamy “Uh-huh,” Rachel's already focusing on your cock, wrapping one hand around its shaft and upending the bottle of soap with the other, squeezing its content onto your cock in a long line running from its base all the way to its crown.

“Hold this,” Handing you back the bottle, Rachel starts rubbing the soap all over your cock with one hand, and use the other to stroke it. The effect is instantaneous, and though your dick was stiffening as soon as she joined in the shower, it's swelling at a record pace right, and you can hear yourself let out a long, throaty groan.

Purring out a husky, “Fuck, I love hearing you like that,” Rachel redoubles her efforts, and is still jerking you off with one hand while soaping up your cockhead with the other, and is having to bend forwards and push her ass out behind her in order to get at it instead of having it press into her belly.

“Rachel, we only got a couple of minutes...” You groan out, figuring it might be best to tell her in case one of her parents come looking for the two of you when you don't show up for breakfast.

“Honey, you don't think I know that?” Rachel's teeth are bared in a teasing smile as she gives the business-end of your cock a tender squeeze. Without waiting for your reply, she lets go of your member and turns around to stand leaning forwards again, but away from you, her bubble thrust towards you to have your soapy cockhead rub against her ass cleavage while her hands are pressed against the tiled walls on either side of the glassed shower door.

“John... Have you figured out why I told you to hang onto that soap yet?” Rachel directs a saucy smile back at you, and gives her hips a shake that makes her booty bounce.

“It really isn't hard to figure out, babe,” you reply, and rub your hands together after pouring a generous amount of soap into your hands.

“Can't forget about our morning routine, stud,” Rachel says, and gasps with excitement when you slip your cock underneath her and pull her left asscheek aside, before your right hand slips in between her cheeks and find her hole.

“No... I know how much you love that, my gorgeous slut,” Your smile widens as you rub your fingers against Rachel's asshole. It's still expanded after hours of having your cock inside it, and you focus on wiggling your fingers around its inner rim, teasing Rachel by stimulating her back door.

“John!” Rachel yelps with lust over the sound of running water when you push two fingers into her bung and keep on shifting your wrist about to work your digits around inside her, then make her bite her lip and close her eyes by pumping your wrist instead.

“You're such a buttslut, Rachel,” You lovingly tell your gorgeous girlfriend, “We both know how easily I could make you cum just by fingering your sexy ass.”

“But you don't want that, do you?” Reaching round, you grab hold of Rachel's dick with your left hand. It's rock-hard, and already beginning to throb.

“No...” Rachel whimpers needily, her face a mask of lust as she looks back at you, too turned on to manage a smile and instead settling for a dirty grimace.

You deliver your “You want me to fuck your ass,” to Rachel in the form of a statement and not a question, and while she moans at your words and nods her head, you extract your fingers from her ass.

“Just like I do every morning...” You continue on, and line the crown of your cock up against Rachel's widened asshole, which prompts her to release her neediest moan thus far and push her bubble butt back towards you to leave the two of you standing there with your cockhead nudged just inside her backdoor.

“D-do it,” Though it's awfully unsteady, it appears that Rachel's rediscovered her voice, and she immediately throws a lustful “Pound your dickgirl slut's ass!” at you that has you thrusting your hips forwards before the words have fully registered.

When your dick invades her ass, Rachel pushes her way onto it, her breathing turning heavier and your hands grabbing hold of her waist as you pull back a little and perform another thrust, again being met by her hips jerking back towards you. You were planning on some more dirty-talk about how the shower must have been another one of her recurring fantasies, where she'd stand, jerking off and playing with her ass thinking about some big-dicked stud coming along to fuck her, until her mum would knock on the door and tell her she was using up all their warm water. But you've already forgotten about that now that you're going deeper into her anal tunnel, and instead your focus is fully on making sure to keep the rhythm of your forward thrusts and her backwards shoves perfect.

Both of you already knew going in that this was going to be a quick and dirty bit of anal sex, and as you bottom out inside Rachel's ass and have your belly smack into the generous curvature of her firm ass, you reach round and grab hold of her member again. So far, Rachel's been able to hold herself back from crying out, but as you pull your wrist back and her foreskin along with it, you can see her mouth opening in that familiar fashion. Immediately, you reach in and plant your lips on top of hers, kissing her and muffling her blissful cry as the violent throbbing of her cock reaches its crescendo and it starts twitching in your hand while blasting the shower door with stream after stream of her cum.

Holding onto her cock with one hand and while having her asshole tighten up around the base of your own fat rod, you reach in underneath her balls with your other hand and plunge two fingers inside her cunt, prodding it as her juices pour onto your digits.

“John...” Rachel moans once she's finished cumming and you've pulled your lips from hers.

“Yeah, Rachel?”

“Pull out...” Rachel's entire face forms the mischievous smile that she now directs your way, “I want to finish you with my mouth.”

After a loving “You dirty slut!” and quick peck on her lips, you do as Rachel asks by extracting your prick from her ass, slowly easing it out of her well-fucked hole while she wiggles and squirms in front of you, gradually bringing her spent member closer to the jizz-painted door in her efforts to help bring your cock back into the open as quickly as possible.

When your cockhead finally pops free of Rachel's gaping sphincter, you take a step back, straight into the downpour of water, and watch her turn round and drop to her knees.

“Fuck!” You cry out at the familiar sensation of Rachel's dainty hands wrapping themselves round your thick shaft and her soft, full lips sliding over your cockhead. At first, she kisses and licks your head while jerking you off slowly with both hands. Then, after another naughty glance up at you, she increases the speed at which her wrists are pumping, and takes you into her mouth.

You were pretty close to cumming when Rachel's ass was massaging your schlong as she blew her load, and though you try to hold back as best you can for just a little while longer, the combination of her hands stroking you expertly and her warm mouth engulfing your cockend is too much to resist. So instead you throw your head back and let the warm water flow over it and into your wide-open mouth as you let loose a first big blast of spunk straight into her mouth. It's quickly followed by several more, and though the water stops you from hearing it, you can feel Rachel humming softly around the business-end of your fuckpiece in between gulping down your jizz.

“Rachel...” You can hear how tired you sound after the last of your big batch of spunk has been pumped from your balls into Rachel's mouth, and you have to shore up your footing on the wet floor to keep from stumbling.

“Honey,” Spitting your cock out of her mouth, Rachel smiles up at you and lets a rope of your cum pour out the right side of her mouth and down her chin, “Turn the water off.”

“Huh?” You duck your head from underneath the shower-head.

“The water... turn it off,” Rachel repeats herself with a patient but amused smile.

“Why?” You ask, while reaching in behind you and turning the water off just like she asked.

“Because you can step out and get dressed, go downstairs and tell them I'm taking a shower, and they'll never know...” Again, Rachel's smile turns naughty, even more so than when she announced that she wanted to blow you.

“You love this sneaking around, don't you?” You ask with a smile, and get an eager nod from Rachel.

“Alright, I'll leave you to it,” Announcing this, you squeeze your way past Rachel as she gets back up on her feet, though you stop so she can kiss you on the cheek, and exit the shower, closing the door just before Rachel grabs the shower head and uses it to wash away her own cum from it.