A lookout point

“You’ll see, come with me.” Heather grinned as she motioned for him to follow her through a path amidst the trees.

Zack shrugged, but followed the brunette out of curiosity, dodging a few branches on the way. It seemed that few people used to walk on that trail. After they walked for about a minute, an old but still beautiful structure came into view.

A secluded lookout point, with a roof, a table and four benches, surrounded by a rail. “This is amazing, Heather.” Zack said as they walked over to the rail.

“I know, right?” Heather grinned. “I used to come here with my dad when I was a kid.”

From the rail they had a breathtaking view of Silver Lake from above, Zack even thought he could see someone who looked like Victoria or Ashley jogging around the lake’s border.

“If this is what you wanted to show me, thanks then.” He said with a smile.

“Not quite,” Heather replied, turning her blue eyes to the lake below for a few moments. “I also wanted to show you these again.”

With that, the brunette cheerleader stared into Zachary’s eyes and reached up to her shoulders, pulling down the straps of her dress and revealing the large pair of breasts on her chest to his gaze once more, for the first time since the cave behind the waterfall.

Zack stood there speechless for a couple moments before smiling at the blue-eyed girl. “Not that I don’t enjoy the hell out of seeing these but,” He looked at her with a dumbfounded expression. “Why?”

Heather smirked and slowly walked over to him, step by step. “I recall saying to you back at the movies that I intended to make you squirm,” She explained in a husky voice. “So I figured this was the best place for me to, let’s say, reciprocate both of your favors.”

Zack gulped. “You don’t really need to, Heather,” He said softly. “I wanted to please you those times.”

“Oh, but I want to,” Heather retorted, planting a quick peck on his lips. “And I will.”

That said, she slowly kneeled down in front of him, their blue eyes never leaving one another as she reached up to his belt buckle and began to undo it. Zack watched with bated breath, already knowing what she had in mind but struggling to believe that it would happen.

Almost in a trance, he watched Heather unzip his jeans and fish his painful erection out. She stroked it for a while, marveling at seeing his long penis for the first time and hot and throbbing it looked in her hand. Then it happened, she leaned in and licked its tip with her pink tongue.

Zack had to groan in pleasure at the feather-like touch of her tongue on his cock, before she took the head into her mouth and started to suck gently on it. Her skills were top-notch, like he thought they would be as she lavished his shaft with her gorgeous lips.

“Fuck!” He cursed, his knees buckling and causing him to sit on one of the benches. “This feels so good…, keep going…ugh…Heather!”

Heather slurped on him for a couple more minutes and then drew back her head with a wicked smirk. “Relax,” She told him, stroking his spit-drenched dick. “Now you’re properly lubed for what I have in mind.”

Zack chuckled nervously. “Oh yeah? And what’d that be?”