Beach Rabbits (Patreon)

Confession time! I've never seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit. I probably should some day and this story might be my motivation to do so. But at time of writing I haven't. So hopefully that explains any potential issues with stuff not seeming quite as genuine as it could be. For a porn story. Anywho, hope y'all like this one!

Seagulls noisily cawing and the rhythmic crash of ocean waves on the sand  filled the air as another sunny day graced the Toontown beach. Dozens, if not hundreds, of people were enjoying the warmth or playing in the ocean in what was purported to be the last day clear day in some time. Jessica Rabbit and her husband Roger were no exception, though they turned considerably more heads than the average person as they searched for a spot to relax. Or at least Jessica did. Few if anyone had eyes for Roger with his wife looking as she did. In her normal glittering dress and gloves she was already a knockout but when the only thing covering her pale, slender form was a red sling bikini she was almost otherworldly. Her ample, swaying breasts bounced and strained mightily against the two little straps that somehow managed to keep them wrangled while her equally voluptuous ass jiggled with every step she took. The thin cord disappearing between her buttocks might as well have been invisible for all the good it did hiding her shapely ass while the skimpy little patch meant to hide her vagina just barely managed to keep her outer lips from completely enveloping it. A slight tuft of reddish pubic hair peeked out from the top of her bikini, the fiery color matching the lustrous mane around her head.

Even Roger, as used to her drop dead gorgeous looks as he was, couldn't stop from ogling her almost naked form, stumbling and tripping with ever alternate step. He was carrying their towels, flip slops, and a small picnic basket full of snacks and wine so she could strut her stuff and 'advertise' as she called it. Unlike his flashing, attention seeking wife he was wearing a pair of red swimming trunks that covered most of his lower half. Only the blue bow tie and yellow gloves of his trademark outfit remained. Once in a while he'd tear his gaze from Jessica's body to look up at her alluring face. She would look down at him and flash a little wink or blow him a kiss. She knew exactly what she was doing and had done it more times than she could count. He might not have been fully aware of her plans but that just made it all more thrilling. Attention from so many awestruck, horny, and jealous people all at once was what she lived for.

“Roger darling, let's put the towels here,” She decided, pointing to the most secluded spot on the crowded beach, “I'd love to work on my tan.”

He nodded and did as she asked, stretching out her long, pink towel in the center of the large divot formed by that morning's high tide. Jessica sat down as soon as he was done and languidly stretched across the soft fabric. She looked out across the beach with a knowing smile, coyly crossing her legs and falling back with a sigh. In that moment there were probably a dozen different sets of eyes on her but the only one she paid any heed to were her husbands. A quick glance in his direction made sure he was just as entranced as all the others. But more importantly it confirmed the bulge in his swim trunks was far from a clump of baggy fabric. She was something of a size queen and Roger was the definition of 'big things come in small packages'. It wasn't the only reason she married him, probably only in the top five, but it certainly made the decision easier than it had already been. And she never got tired of seeing it or him in action. Though after being married so long sometimes she liked to mix it up a little, coax him into losing his mind. She knew all she had to do was show him her tits or pussy and he'd be ready to go. There was no art in that however. At least not as far as she was concerned.

“Did you remember the sunblock?”

“Here it is dear!”

“Perfect, would you mind getting my back for me?”

She rolled over and interlocked her fingers beneath her chin, smiling at him from behind a curtain of hair. Her breasts flattened appealingly against the towel as she purposefully pushed them against the sandy ground. They just about spilled out on either side of her with so much bare flesh on display she might as well have been naked. For added effect she pushed her ass into the air and softly licked her lips. Not enough to draw attention to either but just enough to keep his gaze roaming up and down her sultry from. She crossed her ankles and pushed back ever so slightly, the already struggling line of cloth between her ass cheeks disappearing even deeper between her plump buttocks. If she moved just right she could make the front of her woefully too small bikini vanish almost completely between the lips of her aroused pussy. But that would come after he was already so worked up he couldn't keep his hands off her.

“Yes ma'am!”

Spraying a liberal amount of creamy white sunblock across his gloved hands Roger slid towards her with the same enthusiasm she'd come to expect of him. He flattened his palms against her back and started rubbing with all his might. Jessica smiled and turned her attention towards the people walking by on the nearby sidewalk. She winked at one or two of them and let out little moans that only her husband could hear. He smiled goofily and continued applying the liquid to ever inch of her that he could reach. Within seconds the smooth skin all the way up to her neck was glistening in the sun and he was already started to get that telltale fidget. Jessica pushed back against his hands when they ran across her slender shoulders and before long he was paying them extra special attention. Surprisingly back rubs were Roger's forte and she was never one to pass up a chance for one. As he started to knead her perpetually tense muscles Jessica let out her loudest and most genuine moan yet. It wasn't vocal enough for anyone more than a few feet away to hear but it definitely got both of their hearts beating all the same. She enjoyed his massage for a few more seconds before looking back at him with her most seductive grin.

“I think you missed a spot . . .”

“Where?” He asked, looking at her shoulders and back, “I thought I got everywhere—”

“Try lower darling . . .” 

He swallowed several times and followed the curve of her body down to her helpfully lifted, and untouched, lower back and ass cheeks. Jessica  laughed encouragingly and swayed her hips back and forth for him. Roger watched the spectacle for a moment with a slack jawed look. Seemingly outside of his control one hand snapped onto the bottle of sunscreen and brought it to bear. Instead of pouring it onto his hands he squirted the refreshingly cold fluid straight onto her ass. It splashed across her buttocks and ran down her inner thighs and back in long rivulets. As delighted by the feeling as he was by the sight Jessica lowered her waist and softly moaned her husband's name. She might as well have fired off the starting pistol for a race with how quickly his hands were upon her once more. They started just above her ass, finishing the job on her back with an respectable diligence, and quickly worked down.

As his slick fingers brushed against the topmost parts of her legendary as Jessica was unable to stop herself from looking around once more. Plenty of people were watching the display with varying degrees of delight or envy. Many seemed to be experiencing both. A little shiver of excitement worked it's way down her spine and helpfully made her soft buttocks bounce underneath Roger's fingers. He slowly rubbed, squeezed, and kneaded his way all the way down to her thigh. She noticed he was only paying attention to the outer edges of her buttocks and for a moment worried having so many onlookers might have tempered his libido. When his touch returned to her waist she was all but certain he wasn't going to go any farther. Then another cold spurt of sunblock landed across her bubble butt and she trembled with barely contained delight. One finger slid beneath the strap of her bikini and lifted it just enough for him to rub more sunscreen across her body. With a single digit he smeared the oily substance into her the line between her cheeks, pushing so far he almost brushed up against her tensed and quivering asshole. Whether he meant to or not he stop regrettably short and let go of her bikini. It hit her body with a small snap and she bit her lip.

“Don't stop now . . .” She urged, “You're almost done with this side!”

“T-this s-side?!” He stammered.

Jessica smiled at him and returned to people watching, waiting patiently for him to finish. Unable to mistake what she wanted Roger slid his fingers between her buttocks and continued lathering her skin with sunscreen. He repeatedly brushed up against her asshole as he endeavored to satisfy her and each time he did she trembled just a little bit harder. It only took him a few seconds to complete his task and start on her legs. The instant he was finished with her calves she rolled over. Cheekily sliding her fingers beneath her bikini to hide her stiff nipples Jessica subtly spread herself out and stared at him expectantly. He looked down at her with the same awestruck expression he always had upon seeing her naked or nearly so. Roger wasn't the only one gawking at the sight and she basked in their attention like she'd just won a beauty contest. Eventually her husband's sunblock covered hands returned to her body, starting just a little above her navel.

His fingers were trembling almost uncontrollably as he worked his way higher and higher up her taut stomach towards the underside of her massive tits. It was clear he was barely able to control himself from grabbing them with only Jessica's knowing smile keeping his instincts at bay. The closer he drew to her breasts the higher she lifted them until they could go no further and she was almost smothering herself. But rather than letting them fall back down and envelop his hands she spread them apart. Her expression remained seductively aloof even when, after a few seconds of deliberation, Roger moved his fingers between them. He leaned in closer and closer as his hand slid nearer to her collarbone. Before long he was awkwardly bending over her and trying his best not to stare at the jiggling mounds of flesh he was forced to skirt around. Jessica licked her lips and stared at the bulge threatening to burst ouf of his swimming trunks. She was no stranger to telling her husband what she wanted and when she wanted it. Especially when he was so worked up he couldn't think straight. But this time she was hoping he'd take the bait himself and let her keep the mystery alive. If only for a few more moments. 

Luckily Roger seemed to pick up on her not so subtly clues around the time he'd started smearing sunscreen across her neck. Without a word he threw his leg across her stomach, straddling her slender body and sliding forward under the guise of continuing his duties. Jessica smiled up at him and pulled her hands away from her tits. The lunged towards his swimming trunks and yanked them down faster than he could follow. An audible gasp echoed all around them as his weighty dick sprang out of it's confinement and landed with a wet slap right between her heaving tits. She moaned and looked down at the girthy member now laying draped across her like a lewd ornament. Thanks to his considerable Roger didn't have to move a muscle for her to be able to lean forward and lick the tip of his shaft. Her hands returned to her breasts, pulling the straps of her bikini aside to properly reveal her large, puffy nipples. When her husband and everyone around them had a proper view of hre mountainous chest she wasted not time pushing her breasts together around his shaft. Her pillowy flesh closed in around him and Roger shivered in appreciation. 

“Don't hold back baby!” Jessica cooed.

The words were barely out of her mouth before she wrapped her lips around his swollen head and started sucking away. Roger bent forward and grabbed her tits with both hands as he prepared to start thrusting. She was just barely able to moan before his hips surged forward. Thick, veiny cock plunged into her throat faster than her mind could react. Of course her body had no such limitations and pleasure echoed out from her suddenly filled esophagus to every corner of her form. By the time her brain caught up with his movements he was already starting to pull back and her mouth felt suddenly empty. She closed her eyes and waited eagerly for the follow up, a delighted smile curling at the corners of her mouth. He slammed back in just as hard as before, burying his prick even deeper inside her the second time around. She squeezed his dick as tightly as she could with her massive tits, doing everything in her power to coax out his inner animal. As was quickly becoming evident that wasn't going to be a very difficult task if she kept teasing his member with her tongue. He was more than long enough to always keep part of his prick between her lips not matter how hard he pulled back. And when he slid forward she felt like he was about to reach her stomach in every thrust. Her personal record for deepthroating him wasn't more than half of his tremendous cock and as dearly as she wanted to it didn't look like that record was getting broken that day. 

While her upper body was wholly occupied by Roger's twitching member her lower half was left to ache and squirm in anticipation. More than few people were staring at the sopping outer lips of her half naked pussy even with such a show going on between her tits and she was eager to give them a show as well. Not to mention satisfy the arousal that had been brewing in her since she first put on her bikini that morning. Jessica spread her legs open as wide as they could go, the fabric of her bikini slowly disappearing between her folds bit by bit. Before long it was as useless at concealing her pink slit as the backside had been at hiding her perfect ass. She started grinding against the open air in time with Roger's thrusts as the cloth rubbed pleasingly against her sensitive clit. It might not have been as good as getting dicked but she'd have to make do for the time being. From the way her husband's dick was throbbing and disgorging bitter precum onto every inch of her esophagus she knew he wouldn't last much longer. Rubbing his shaft as much as she could with her weighty chest and moaning sloppily around his pole Jessica stared up at Roger with the same sultry eyes that had made him cum so many times before. His eyes widened the instant they met hers and she half expected him to blow his wad that instant.

But to her utter amazement, and complete delight, Roger didn't cum. Instead he pulled his dick out of her throat so fast she was left staring open mouthed at the spot where he used to be. “Roger!” Jessica gasped, “You animal!”

Sitting up as fast as she could Jessica smiled rapturously while her husband slipped between her shapely legs and pulled aside her bikini bottom. With his tongue hanging out of his mouth and a look of uncontrollable lust on his face he slid his prick into her waiting cunt. Nearly all the onlookers gasped in varying degrees of amazement as her pussy somehow took his tremendous shaft without any difficulty at all. In fact his cock slid into her cunt with such ease it was almost as if she'd been made to satisfy him. That was certainly how she liked to view it when his tip was pressing against her cervix. Jessica whimpered and threw her head back, eyes closing in pure ecstasy. He knew exactly how to make her cum and she had no illusions he wasn't going to accomplish that before his own climax. Already the first surges of pleasure were starting to crest inside her body. They only grew more powerful when he lifted her leg to hold it against his chest, flattening his other hand against her second thigh to give himself all the control. She pinched her stiff nipples and called out his name louder than she meant to and he responded by fucking her in a complete frenzy.

Her orgasm arrived before she could even think to drink in the looks on all the faces around them. A wave of ecstasy so strong it momentarily robbed her of all mental faculties hit her body. It swept away any illusion of control or seductive mystery. In the moment she was little more than a dick loving whore screaming wildly for an audience while her husband plowed her experienced pussy. Most were simply amazed at what they were getting to see but several people familiar with Jessica were beyond astonished to see just how much of a slut she really was. If she'd been able to hear what they were muttering about her, particularly what they wanted to do when Roger finished, she'd probably have passed out from the pleasure. Luckily she didn't because it meant she was able to properly enjoy her husband's big finish when it finally arrived. As was always the case the sight of his wife screaming and writhing on the end of his dick, as well as the feel of her pussy gripping every inch of his shaft, was more than his endurance could handle. 

He managed a few more rough movements while everything built up inside. When it all came spraying out it did so with the base of his cock pressed against her pussy. Despite his relatively normal sized, compared to his prick at least, balls Roger could produce an almost astonishingly large amount of semen. His first spurt along basted the entirety of her cunt in swirling jizz and the second sent streaks of viscous juices spraying out of her. They arced in every direction around the overwhelmed couple, splashing across Jessica's slender tummy or across his stubby legs. Some even managed to streak some distance into the sand to the delight of their audience. The harder he came the more powerfully her contracting slit sent rivulets of spunk flying out. A good portion of his jizz even managed to flood into her womb, filling her belly with that hot warmth that made her toes curl and her head spin. Her cervix hadn't taken the same kind of pounding he usually gave it but there was just enough stimulation to keep it open for the length of his climax. As the cum stopped flowing her body greedily sucked up what little juice was left to hoard all for herself. Few things made her feel more satisfied or full than a belly full of her husband's spunk.

With a final shuddering thrust Roger let go of his wife's leg and collapsed onto her with a comically exhausted grin. His face disappeared between her still heaving tits and she hugged him tightly against her body. Cum seeped out of her pussy in steady stream while his cock slowly but surely started to shrink. Jessica smiled down at him and then at all the people who'd watched their little show. Sadly none had taken the opportunity to really enjoy the performance but that didn't matter much in their little post coitus basking. After a time his dick finally popped free and all the juices still swirling inside her gushed out in earnest. She shuddered at the always pleasing sensation, stroking the back of Roger's head and silently planning their next special outing. All the onlookers except one gradually returned to their business when it became clear the show was over. Jessica didn't even notice the stern looking woman until a shadow suddenly fell across her face. The moment her eyes adjusted all the color drained from her cheeks.

“Roger dear . . . I think we may have to excuse ourselves . . .”

“Gimme another minute . . .” He groaned from between her tits.

Jessica smiled at the police officer staring down at them and tapped her husband's shoulder, “I don't think we have much of a choice.”