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Chapter 12 by Duskford Duskford

Who do we follow next?

Zack and Heather, with some underwater fun

Heather stood there staring at the door, shocked and more than a bit aroused at what happened. Mmm, seems like I can cross off kissing a girl from my hypothetical bucket list. That was really nice, she thought. Suddenly, she heard a splash behind her. She quickly turned around to see that her boyfriend had fallen into the tub, only his legs sticking out.

“Zack, oh God, are you okay?!” she inquired while peering into the water.

A couple of seconds later, Zack reemerged, his hair all wet and sticking to his forehead. “Yeah, I just…,” he spluttered. “I didn’t expect that.”

“Neither did I,” Heather smiled and sat on the edge of the tub. A wicked smirk grew on her face. “Well, you liked it?”

“Huh?”

“Did you like what you saw?” Heather repeated the question, reaching over to cup his cheek. “It sure looked like it.”

Zack chuckled, a bit nervously. “You mean my gorgeous girlfriend making out with the second sexiest girl I know?” he inquired. “Yeah, I loved it, just don’t leave me for her.”

Heather laughed. “You dork,” she said, lowering herself into the tub with him and leaning her forehead against his. “I’m with you, don’t doubt that.”

He grinned. “I know, I was kidding,” he said, unable to hold himself back and doing what he wanted to do since witnessing the kiss, to devour his girlfriend’s lips with his own. He had gotten really hard at the display, so it was a hungry kiss, Heather straddling his lap to sate her own arousal as their tongues dueled in her mouth. He lowered a hand to her ass and brought her body closer to his, her tits flattening against his chest and increasing his arousal.

Several seconds later, the kiss broke but the two teens remained with their faces mere inches apart from each other, panting heavily. “Damn, how can someone be this sexy?” he asked in a whisper, snaking his right hand between their bodies and lowering it down her navel before sneaking his fingers under the fabric of her bikini and starting to rub her wet pussy, causing the cheerleader captain to moan.

“Mmm, Zack…,” she mewled into his ear. “You naughty boy, are you gonna finger me right here in the tub, huh?”

The sultry tone of her words made Zack even crazier for her and determined to make her cum. “Yes, babe, I’m gonna blast your tight pussy until you scream for me.”

His fingertip circled her clit, making Heather bit her lower lip to stifle the loud moan that wanted to come out. “Dammit, Zack! Everyone inside will hear it, even your Mom!” she pleaded with him in a hushed tone.

“Then we’ll just have to check out how leveled up is your ‘Keeping Quiet’ skill, won’t we?” he grinned, glad to know he could turn the tables and surprise her every once in a while.

“Zack, doooo….oon’t,” Heather’s protests died in her lips once her boyfriend slid two fingers into her needy pussy, turning it into a long whimper of pleasure.

“That’s it, Heather, let it go, baby,” Zack cooed, sawing his fingers in and out of his girlfriend’s fuck tunnel. She was tight and hot around his digits as his dick also begged for attention in his trunks.

Heather moaned, burying her face in the crook of his neck. The truth was that she was loving his bold attitude to finger her in public without worrying about anything else. Before dating him, she could never have imagined Zack Bishop could get so worked up and do things like that, that notion making her really hot for him as well. Zack sped up his pace, slamming his fingers into her opening underwater. She breathed hard, knowing her orgasm would come soon, what with the weight of her kiss with Hannah and Zack’s fingerfuck crashing down around her. “Shit, Zack, I’m cumming, I’ll cum real soon!”

He kissed the side of her head just above the ear. “Then cum, Heather, babe, I’m here, I’ll catch you.”

Her eyes fluttered open as she panted, a sight immediately startling her. “Coming, Zack!”

“I know, honey, shhh…, I’m here, let it go.”

“No, Zack, someone’s coming!” she whispered heatedly as the doorknob of one of the glass doors slowly twisted. Heather never felt more thankful for the glass of the door being frosted than she was right now.

Who's coming?

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