Rachel had asked to come over and maybe work on some of her "special requests". She knocked on the door, and I let her in. She had a short dress on, and was carrying a bag.
"Hello sailor," she said, walking past me.
She went into the living room and sat down, putting her bag at her feet.
"OK," I said, "so what do you need?"
"Well," she said, pulling out a couple of pairs of panties, "how about a baby oil massage?"
"Really?"
"Really," she said. "Over the panties. He wants a picture, too."
"You know that'll make them pretty much see through?"
"Yes," she said, "if they're white, but I was going to use these blue ones."
She stood up and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to her hips. She wasn't wearing a bra, and stood there, topless, for a few seconds as she was pushing the dress down further. She was wearing dark blue panties.
I went and got a towel, putting it on the floor, and waved her over. She stepped out of her shoes and onto the towel. She'd got a bottle of oil from her bag, and passed it to me.
I poured some into my hand, put the bottle down and rubbed my hands together. I started at her ankles, and worked my way up her legs, occasionally stopping to get more oil. I rubbed some oil in to her panties on the way past, and kept going. I went all the way up to her shoulders, spending a fair amount of time on her tits, then worked my way down each arm. I went back to her panties, and rubbed in enough oil to soak them through. I kept stroking her, through her panties, until she put her hands on my shoulders and came.
When she'd calmed down, she gave me her phone and asked me to take a picture of her, and I did. She took her phone back and said she'd have to crop the image, but it'd do, then took her panties off and put them in a ziplock bag and put them in her bag. I noticed that she'd shaved off her little landing strip.
"Can we do some white panties, too, to see what they look like?" she asked.
I nodded, and she put on a white pair. I poured more oil into my hands, and massaged her over her panties. Sure enough, they went pretty much see through. She got her phone again, and I took several pictures of her - standing, then with her legs further and further apart. I was pretty sure she wasn't going to use most of them, but they were nice to have. She bagged these panties too.
Having put the phone down, I went to grab her and start rubbing on her again, but she pulled away.
"I'm going to have a quick shower," she said, heading in to the bathroom.
I went and left a towel in the bathroom for her, then went back into the living room and sat down to look at the pictures I'd taken and wait.
She came out with the towel wrapped around her.
"What did you have in mind next?" I asked.
"Well, I have a request for an al fresco blow job, with some video. Interested?"
"Sure," I said. "Are you sure you want to do porn videos though?"
"I already did."
"Yes," I said, "but that was just your back."
"I'm fine with it if you're fine with it. I'll edit it down so there's very little of me in it. Your dick'll be in it too."
I shrugged, and she collected her dress, dropped the towel and pulled it on. I picked up the towel and went and hung it up in the bathroom. When I came back, she'd put a new pair of panties on, and was putting on her shoes. I pulled on my own shoes, and stood up.
Rachel put her black bob wig on, and we headed out to the park that's not far from my place. She took my hand, and we stepped off the path, and headed into the undergrowth. She put her sunglasses on. I pointed the phone at her, and started recording.
"Remember, I don't want to show my face," she said as she knelt down in front of me, and reached out and pulled me closer to her. She undid my buttons, and pulled my jeans and underwear down a little, then reached in and pulled my dick out. She wiped it over her face, looking down and away from the camera.
She stuck her tongue out, and licked all over the head. She slid her hand up and down the shaft, then followed that with her mouth. After a minute or two of this, she sucked the head into her mouth, and started going down on me.
After a few minutes, she let go of my dick and took her dress off over her head. She handed it up to me, and I hung it from a nearby tree branch. She went back to sucking me off, pushing far enough onto my dick that she was gagging on it every few strokes.
Eventually I was ready to cum, and she took my dick out of her mouth, and jacked it until I came over her tits.
"Whoa."
We both jumped, and turned. There was a couple there, watching us.
"We were just looking for somewhere to make out," the guy said.
Rachel's hands went to cover her tits, which were still covered in my cum.
"I think it's a little late for that," I said to her, as I put my dick away and buttoned my jeans. My phone was still recording, and I put it in my shirt pocket, with the camera pointing out. Maybe it would catch something interesting.
"Give me my dress," she said, standing up again.
"Are you sure you want to put it on, while you're, uh..." I gestured at her cum covered chest, "like that?"
"I guess not," she said, standing there with her hands over her tits.
