Zack and Ashley get clean

As the wet room filled with steam from warm water spewing from the shower head, Ashley untied her strappy, open toed heels. With one hand on the wall for support, she reached behind as she bent her foot upwards, feeling the square heel as it rested against the soft flesh of her bottom. When the shoe was undone, she tossed it aside and then switched to the other.

Finally, bare foot and completely naked from head to toe, she stepped under the cascading water and bent her neck back to allow the water to run over her face. She felt the warm liquid mix with the sticky, viscid fluid of Zack's cum, and together they ran down her cheeks, dripping from her chin to her chest where it streamed down over her breasts and dribbled on to the titled floor before disappearing down the drain. Within a matter of moments, Ashley's face was as clean and innocent looking as it had been before the week began.

Hearing footsteps, she turned towards the door, allowing the water to soak her hair and back. She watched Zack pad into the room, having shed his clothes as well. Between his legs, his cock, limp but still thick and delicious, bounced along with every step as he drew close to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her into a kiss beneath the falling water.

The kiss deepened as their mouths opened to each other, tongues licking and lapping in the middle. Their hands, like muscle memory, went to body parts they were becoming intimately familiar with. Zack gripped her ass, feeling the fullness of each cheek in his hands, as he had done so many times before. And it just felt right that his hands should be there again; natural and comforting like nothing bad could ever happen so long as his hand never left that cheek.

Ashley's rested her hands on his chest, the water running over his shoulders and down through the fingers. She felt his muscles underneath his slick skin, and traced their outline with her fingertips. Below, their bodies bumped together, the skin contact making them both moan into the other's mouth.

Back at the cabin, Brandon paced around his room, alternating between glaring angrily at the walls and obsessively checking his phone. They'd moved out of view of the large television, leaving Brandon once against without a visual. All he could hear was the sound of running water and he could only guess that they were taking a shower together.

He stopped, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He didn't want his sister to be getting any more out of body emotions from him. Not anger, and certainly not any other inappropriate feelings he most definitely wasn't having from imagining his girlfriend and his friend, naked together under the warm water.

In that bathroom, Ashley pulled her lips from Zack's gasping, as she rested her head on his shoulder, simply enjoying her naked body against his as the water soaked them both together. It was sexy and satisfying to simply be this close, this exposed with another person who was willing to be just as close and exposed with her.

"I almost thought you'd be out for the count ," Ashley giggled, her hand idly pawing at his stomach, drawing circles around his navel.

"After that world class cock sucking? Almost," Zack joked back at her. "But seeing that naked ass as you sashayed into the bathroom gave me a second wind."

"Don't you mean third?" Ashley teased. "Seeing as how you've already cum twice."

"You're so fucking sexy I'm sure I'll have a third ready for you in no time." Zack said, puncuating his words by tightening his grip on her buttocks. "We'll have to think of somewhere new to put it. I've already cum on your face and in your pussy."

"And on my tits and in my ass yesterday. I think you're running out of places to shoot your load," Ashley said with a laugh. And then, turning her back to Zack. "While you're thinking, wash my back, please?"

"We could always revisit an old favourite," Zack replied as he lifted the body wash from a nearby shelf and squirted some onto his hand. Then, placing his palm against her back, between her shoulder blades, he lathered her up. He moved his hand in small circles, moving across her shoulders and then down the curve of her back. "God knows I've cum inside you more than once."

Ashley hummed in agreement as his soapy hands washed their way down, caressing the small of her back and tailbone before moving over the curvature of her soft, buttocks.

"This might be a weird time to ask..." Zack said, using both hands to foam up her ass. "But everyone else seems pretty worried about getting pregnant. All the girls want condoms before they do anything else with the guys...but you've never mentioned it once."

Ashley shrugged as she looked over her shoulder at the man washing her butt.

"I know I should, but with you it's hard to stop once we getting going. With Brandon..." she said without thinking, then realising how weird it was to be talking about Brandon while another man's hands were on her ass, spreading suds and bubbles between her crack. Zack didn't seem to mind so she continued. "...he always pulled out and always in good time, so there was never much risk. I know it's a terrible method but for us it worked. But with you, I always seem to be on the brink of an orgasm just when you're about to cum and hell if I'm going to stop cumming so you can cum."

"I do enjoy it when we cum together," Zack admitted, his hands moving from her ass around to her front, his soapy hands on her toned stomach now. "But can you imagine, being the stereotypical teenage cheerleader, with a swollen belly?"

"You make it sound so slutty," Ashley gasped back at him. "And I thought I asked you to wash my back."

"I am, I just thought your front looked a little dirty too." He pulled her soapy back against his chest, bodies grinding together as his thickening cock became wedged between her ass cheeks. He applied more body gel to his hands and began rubbing it into the soft, tight flesh of her tits. "I hear your breasts get bigger too when you're pregnant."

"And my ass," she groaned, bucking her own butt back against Zack as she said the words and feeling his warm, fleshy length, side along her wet crack. "Shit, you make being pregnant sound so hot."

"Is that what you want, Miss Woodsen?" Zack teased as his hands squeezed her breasts, jiggling and jossling them as he pinched and rubbed at her erect nipples. "For your sexy body to get even hotter as my seed swells within your belly?"

"Ah...ah...we...we're in the honeymoon suite, re-remember?" She replied, breathily as she rolled her hips back against him, massaging his cock with her buttocks. "So, that's Mrs. Bishop?"

"Mrs. Ashley Bishop," Zack whispered as one hand left her tits and trailed down her stomach, dipping between her legs. Given how often they'd fucked, he practically had her body mapped out in his mind, so it only took a few seconds to find her clit and begin teasing it with his fingertips. The blonde teen cheerleader half screamed as he played with her sensitive nub. "Mrs. Ashley Bishop. Fuck, that sounds good on you."

"Fuck, you feel good on me," Ashley moaned as she continued moving her hips, grinding her pussy against Zack's hand one way, and stroking his cock with her ass the other way. It felt so hot to feel her body being pressed upon from both sides, and she bit her lip as she felt bursts of pleasure surge throughout her being.

Zack pressed his hand lower, pushing a finger between her folds as his thumb took over rubbing her clit. Ashley inhaled, deep and sharp, as she felt the finger enter her, mixed with the pleasure she was already feeling from having her clit rubbed while his cock ground against his ass. She bent forward, hands against the wall for support as Zack continued to play with her body on multiple fronts.

A second finger joined the Zack's first, jamming them into Ashley's cunt as he continued to rub circles around her clit. It was like that rub your stomach and pat your head thing that Ashley could never do, but Zack was playing it on her pussy and, fuck, was he good at it. Ashley pressed her head against the shower wall, the cool tile a refuge for her hot body. It was all becoming too much for her. The hand on her tit, the cock between her ass, the fingers sloshing in and out of her cunt and the thumb on her sensitive clit. Four separate pleasures all built up into one accumulative release. She screamed against that shower wall as her body spasmed, her hips bucking back and forth against Zack's hand and cock.

Zack held her as she came, feeling her inner walls clench against his fingers. Her ass kept pushing back against his cock , which had once again grown stiff and hard. As Ashley's orgasm subsided to mere gasping and twitching, Zack withdrew his fingers from between her dripping, wet lips. Ashley whimpered as they left her but sighed as Zack replaced them with his cock, rubbing the tip along her lips, mixing her juices with his pre-cum.

"W-wait," Ashley said, straightening up weakily and resting a hand on Zack's chest. Partly to keep him from pushing in further but, mostly for balance.

Zack searched her face for a reason not to fuck her but Ashley was panting and exhausted, so she needed a second to catch her breath.

"I wanna try out that bed."