Lust conquers all

Gotta shed these clothes, Zack's only coherent thought stated, and he tugged at his shirt heavy with water. Ashley saw him do that, and came to the logical conclusion of turning off the water. As his shirt came off, the water ceased, and Zack simply stepped away from his bunched shorts.

He cupped her ass, and Ashley groaned to his touch. Posing her like a doll, he lifted one leg, wrapped it around his back. She clung to his shoulders as her other leg left the ground and joined its partner, and she ground against him. She pushed his cock into her belly, savoring its length on her hot skin, and he thrust upward with her every undulation. She whimpered, unsatisfied with having Zack like this inches away from her pussy. He understood the message, and before she knew it, she felt herself rising.

Using the wall to brace her, Zack slid her upwards. His cock carved a trail from her ribs past her labia, and she whined as it flopped out beneath her. She wriggled in his grasp, trying to reach it with her cunt, but Zack held her tight. He signaled to her that she'll get her prize, just be patient. Obediently she relaxed, latching to him with all of her strength, and soon she felt the welcome intruder at her lower lips. She opened to him without resistance, well lubricated from masturbating and the earlier handjob, and with the ease of entry, he instinctively thrust forward.

"Fuck!" she belted, her first word throughout this whole experience that encapsulated it so well. Zack reached into her deeper than Brandon, and she reacted to nerves never before stimulated by a man activating all at once. She devoured him, holding him tightly by her muscles as she rippled them across his length and girth. He grunted primally, pulling his hips back only to **** himself in further. Ashley shrieked, finding higher notes as he pounded into her again, and again, and again.

"Fuck, Ashley!" he growled. A surge of power tore through him, bulging his lean frame. With one arm, he supported her as he reached for her tits. Her larynx found a note and held it as he mauled her breast flesh and slurped a nipple.

"Fuck me Zack!" her voice broke. "You fucking bastard, use me. Take me. Fucking take me, fuck!" The words exploded from her mouth, originating from an area of her brain previously unknown. She would've been surprised, if she cared enough right now for some control.

Zack's engine revved, and his piston blurred into her shaft. He started to pulse, twitching upwards into her, and she knew what was arriving. Her own climax was just around the corner, and soon they'd crash into each other.

"Do it!" she shouted between thrusts. "Cum in me, Zack! Fill me, oh fuck, do it!"

"Ah, fuck, Ashley, I'm gonna cum!" he roared, releasing her nipple. "Gonna cum inside... ahhhh!!!!!"

Zack's cock grew impossibly large, Ashley felt, and then shrank. It pulsed again and again for what seemed like hours, emptying itself within her. His hot trickle of stickiness seeped out through her entrance, running down his member.

"Your cum... ohhhh!!" As his cock ceased, her pussy only started. It fluttered and waved, contracting around his length. She squeezed his back with her legs, forcing him to stay as she orgasmed. Warm fluid splashed his member, mixing with his own, and dripped onto the shower floor below.

With their breathing labored, they found each other through barely open eyes. Ashley groaned and pulled his head to her bosom and dropped her legs to the floor. Zack weakened, resting against her with a loose grip. She played with his hair, wrapping his partially dry locks around her fingers.

It happened, Ashley thought. What's happening to us?