Victoria wants to finish what she started

Things were getting hotter as Zack and Victoria made out in the dark. His tongue was massaging hers wetly inside her mouth as his cock throbbed painfully inside his boxers, poking Victoria’s belly.

The blonde interrupts the kiss and looks up at him naughtily. Zack begins to wonder what’s on her mind when her fingers brush against the waistband of his boxers. She lightly pushes him backwards.

“Sit down,” She says, biting her lower lip. “I want to finish what I started at the lake.”

Zack swallows hard as he sits on the lounging chair. Victoria slowly drops to her knees in front of him and reaching up, begins to tug on his boxers until it comes off. His fully erect cock greets her, bobbing in front of her face. She becomes silent, awed by the organ staring at her.

“Do you like it?” Zack asks, unable to stand the silence.

“Well, it’s big.” Victoria states, finally smiling as she looks up at him and closes her fingers around his shaft. She lowers her green eyes to the cock in her hand and begins to gently stroke it. “I wanna make you cum, Zack.”

Zack groaned at the amazing feeling that was his crush’s hand around his cock. He could admit that at some point he believed that this moment would never come, despite Chloe, Gavin and Brandon’s words of encouragement.

”Hell, I barely believe now!” He thinks as Victoria’s hand was busy on his crotch.

Victoria worked diligently on his dick but after some time, the friction was beginning to get painful. She must’ve sensed it as well by the awkward grunts that Zack was letting out, so she leaned over his dick and dropped a sizable load of saliva over it.

Now properly lubricated, the handjob was much smoother than before. “Thanks, it’s even better now.” Zack said, earning a wide smile from the blonde on her knees before him.

After a while, Zack glanced past her hard nipples and noticed that her knees were resting directly over the wooden floor of the deck. “Hey, are your knees alright?” He asked, worried about her.

Victoria smiled again. “Just a little bit,” She began to stroke his cock faster. “You’re sure taking a while to cum, don’t you?”

“I want to savor this moment.” Zack says, making her grin at him.

“You don’t need to, there’s many more from where this one's coming from.” Victoria assured him, her hand a blur on his crotch. “Cum for me, Zack.”

Zack thought it would be too awkward to ask her to suck his cock, so he concentrated on the feelings her hand was providing him. “Yeah Vicky, you’re gonna make me cum.” He teased her. “Keep rubbing me…”

Spurned on, Victoria started to rub him with long and deep strokes and then his penis began to throb in her hand. The sensation was too much for him.

“I’m cumming, Victoria!” Zack shouted in a whisper, then bit the back of his hand to muffle his groans.

“Yes! Cum for me, Zacky!” She encourages him, never taking her hand off his cock as it began to spurt.

The first rope hits her neck, then another one hits her left breast, instantly wetting the top she wore. A last long spurt hit her right cheek and a few short ones landed on his belly and her hand.

Zack slumps on the lounging chair as Victoria gingerly brings her hand to her mouth and extends her tongue, tasting his seed.

“Hmm, not bad, Zack.” She says, then cleaning her hand with her tongue.

Zack groaned at the lewd sight of her tasting his cum. He tried to move his legs, but found out that he couldn’t, at least for a while. She had totally drained him.

Victoria smirked as she stood up on her feet. She leaned down to his head and gave him a long kiss on the lips. When the kiss broke she smiled down at him, gazing into his blue eyes as she caressed his cheek with her thumb. “Are you coming to sleep?” She asked. “All this, activity, got me tired.”

“I’ll be there soon.” He answered. “Just let me recover.”

She gave him one last smile. “Okay, but don’t take too long.” She said, then entered the cabin, leaving Zack alone on the deck.

After a few minutes debating with himself if all that just happened was real or a product of his perverted mind, Zack stood up at last. Throwing a last glance at the dark lake, he grabbed his boxers and pulled it on again.

When he got inside the cabin, he was immediately greeted by the sound of light clapping. Trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness, he could make out a dark silhouette sitting on the couch at the living room near the front door.

“Who’s there?” Zack asked, puzzled.