Fantasy is not enough

Zack was transfixed. Thirty seconds ago, he had descended the porch steps to the backyard and was enjoying the view out to the lake in the clear air. A gorgeous day... that was shattered by Ashley's scream. He heard her belt his name, and he came running. Images of a bear or mountain lion covertly entering the house and attacking her swept through his mind until he rushed into the bathroom and ripped the curtain away... then she yelled "FUCK ME ZACK!" He saw her shudder as she screamed his name again and fell to the floor. The image of Ashley, wet and naked, orgasming to him, stopped everything in Zack's brain. His cock had hardened immediately and now she looked at his tent in his shorts like a parched camel looks at an oasis.

Ashley's mouth twitched. Her brain equally locked up, the only thing she processed was Zack's hardon, a sudden fantasy come true. Unconsciously, she knelt and raised a shaky hand to Zack's waistband. She pulled, and it bounced free. Saliva pooled on her tongue in anticipation.

Zack just watched Ashley drool. His heart pounded away in his chest, and throbbed visibly in his cock. It was like an iron pole jutting from him; he didn't even feel this way with Victoria when they made out on the porch last night. The fact that it was Ashley, long time girlfriend of his good friend, now sitting before him like this aroused him more than anything before. He saw her raise up on her knees and eyed his pole up close, a slack-jawed stare in awe. Seeing her mouth hanging open, Zack sorely wanted to simply grab her by the head and push his cock into her throat. And something told him she wouldn't be opposed to that right now.

That's when Ashley gently gripped it with a hand. Electricity shot up his spine and he shivered. Ashley reveled in its warmth, its firmness, and his precum now dribbling his its tip. She moaned as Zack's cock cried for her touch. Deftly, she began to pump, rolling its entire length in her palm. She pulled from the tip down, then twisted her wrist on the return, making full contact with his entire cock. More precum soon flowed, and Ashley eventually slathered his length in it.

Her handjob made Victoria's from last night seem amateurish. The way Ashley could milk him, making his cock slick with his own essence, was unreal. The more lubricated he became, the faster Ashley pumped, and Zack could see a single-mindedness about her. Sheer lust masked her face, directed at only one thing. Ashley was determined to make his cum fly, just like Victoria.

The water still sprayed behind her, bouncing off the tile and keeping her glistening in the light. Steam billowed around her, fogging the area in a dream-like sense. Her hair clung to her back in frozen rivulets of dark blonde. Zack saw the swell of her tits, flowing down to edges of very hard and very pink nipples. He yearned for their taste, sucking them until Ashley came to orgasm. She undulated in time with her pumping, throwing her whole weight into jacking him. Zack envisioned her riding him, making those same motions, as his cock speared her depths again, and again, and...

"Fuck!" He roared, and his cock blasted his hot load into Ashley's fist. It squirted through her fingers, splashing her cheek and making her mewl. Zack kept cumming as she removed her hand and opened her mouth, relishing the taste of his cum on her tongue. After what seemed like centuries, Zack's system finally eased, and Ashley took to lapping up his cum from her palm, moaning with each lick.

Never did Zack think he'd ever be seeing a girl desire his cum so much as Ashley right now. Running on instinct now, he snatched her by the shoulders and hoisted her to her feet in one smooth move. She yelped in surprise, but offered no resistance. He moved her into the stream, drenching himself and his clothes in the process, and pushed her against the tile. Her green eyes looked his blue ones, and she felt his hardness, still there despite all that had happened, poking between her legs.

She was very submissive right now, and Zack's mind struggled with what to do. Ashley, on her part, felt that this was going to happen anyway, and was about to let Zack have his way with her, but a lone voice cried in her head and, briefly, she weighed the options.