Zack and Ashley get dirty again

Waiting in the cabin, Brandon listened and watched the screen, eager not to miss a moment of their infidelity. Though he suspected that it was almost over. Zack had already cum twice, and they'd been in the shower for quite a while. Surely, once they were clean, they would return to the cabin.

To his surprise, when the shower finally turned off, he witnessed their naked bodies dashing through the living area to the bedroom at the back. From the position of the television he was able to watch the couple as they fell onto the bed together, Ashley turning to kiss Zack as they collapsed, side by side.

Already hard from their shower foreplay, Zack wasted no time rolling on top of Ashley, lying between her legs. His cock rested atop her mound until Zack took it in hand and began rubbing it along her pussy lips. Ashley gasped and moaned in response, begging him to put it in. She too was already wet and more than ready to have that big, thick cock fill her once again.

Smiling, Zack fulfilled her request. He aimed his cock down, lining it up with her entrance and pushed deeper with his hips. Ashley gasped again, this one deeper and more drawn out, as she felt Zack's cock sink inside her pussy. Her pussy twitched, partly an aftershock from the orgasm she'd experienced in the shower, but also in memory of the royal fucking that cock had given her when they'd first arrived.

Watching, Brandon saw how Zack began slowly, pumping his cock into Ashley with laborious strokes and not even pushing himself all the way inside. But the slow, evenly measured pace only made Ashley demand more, between panting breaths. And Zack was able to oblige, pushing his cock in further, and thrusting his hips faster. Ashley bucked back against his cock and her pussy walls clenched around his shaft.

As the thick, hard cock pistoned in and out of her tight, sweet cunt, Ashley felt pleasure pulsing from those nerve endings. Pleasure that was becoming an old friend to her, as it swelled up inside Ashley every time he stretched her pussy lips wide to enter her.

The pleasure was small and enjoyable at first, almost calming. Then it became demanding, pushing into her new parts of her body, causing her back to arch and her hands to grip whatever they could; bed sheets, pillows, Zack's back, were all fair game as Ashley tried to earth herself to something. The pleasure surged, and she moaned with ecstasy. **** for more. Gone was the calming sensation, replaced with an energising glee. By all logic, Ashley, and Zack for that matter, should have been exhausted, but the pleasure pouring from her pussy gave her more energy, which she used to grind her clit against Zack's pelvic, begetting even more pleasure for her.

Zack's cock sawed into Ashley again and again as he increased his pace once more. He was now pressing into her with an animistic speed, and burying himself completely inside her pussy. His balls smooshed against her ass as he dipped his hips and pushed in as far as he could go. He pulled back, his entire length being drawn out of her cunt, the shaft slick with her juices, and then slamming into her again. His balls slapped against her buttocks as her pussy made lewd squelching sounds around his dick.

Pounding her with his entire length rapidly was doing wonders for Ashley. She bent her head back and howled with happiness. She was in absolute bliss, unconcerned with anything other than the thick, hard cock in her pussy.

Zack bent down over her body, positioning his hands at either side of her as he met her lips with his. Maintaining the pace of his hips in meeting hers, they kissed, deep and full, their smacking lips, joining the clapping of their skin and the sloshing of her pussy in the hotel room. Brandon could hear all of it from the television mic, all the way across a different room. They were insatiable. They couldn't get enough of one another.

Feeling the man on her lips slam his cock into her pussy, Ashley felt the growing orgasm in her stomach explode. She shook like she had the shivers as a current of pure pleasure coursed throughout her body and she screamed bloody ****. It would a miracle if other guests didn't complain about the loud shrieks coming from their room. But right now, Zack didn't care what anyone else thought. He continued thrusting into the twitching cock, feeling her walls wrap around his shaft. And feeling her writhing beneath him, it wasn't long before he felt himself ready to cum.

"Ash, I'm gonna cum," he managed to warn her.

"Ah, uh, h-here," she said scooting up the bed and off his cock, then flipping on to her stomach. "You can cum on my ass."

Zack didn't need to be told twice, grabbing his dick in his hand and jacking himself, using the residual cum from Ashley's pussy as lubricant as his hand flew up and down his shaft. He'd already been close when she'd removed his cock from her, so it wasn't long before his stroking pushing him over the edge. He felt his balls tighten, cum propelling itself up through his cock, and with it went all of the tension in Zack's body. His mind went blank as he felt cum shoot out of his cockhead. It splattered against her soft, shapely buttocks, running down over her curves between the cheeks and between the thighs. Zack kept pumping his cock, ribbons of cum painting her ass, though it was noticeably less in quantity. Not surprising, given the two loads he'd already expelled that night.

With a satisfied sigh, Zack fell over Ashley's nude body and rolled over to lie beside her.

"Mmmmmm," she purred into the mattress. "I wish we never had to leave."

"Unfortunately, I can't afford more than one night," Zack said with a weak laugh.

"Then we should run away," she joked, stretching her arms and legs out. "Mexico can't be that far away."

"Pretty far," Zack told her.

"What about Canada?" She offered thoughtfully.

Zack nodded, a smile forming on his face.

"Yeah, that's closer."

"Then let's go. Just leave everything behind, and just go, and live like this for the rest of our lives." She said dreamily.

"What about Hannah? Could you really leave her behind? And Victoria and Heather? You just don't want to break up with Brandon," Zacked said light heartedly.

"Ugh, don't remind me. Well, that's tomorrow's problem," Ashley said as she stood up. She stretched again, pushing her arms up to the sky, her shoulders and back cracking as she did so. Then she reached back and touched her ass with her fingertips, feeling Zack's cum on the cheek. "I think I need to take another shower..."

Brandon watched as she skipped off to the en-suite. Moments later the sound of the shower filled the hotel room and then he saw Zack get up and enter the bathroom too. Once again they were out of sight and the running water masked any sounds they were making.

But Brandon was too angry to really care what they were up to anymore. The fact that it seemed like such an inconvenience for Ashley to break up with him had Brandon livid. It was utterly disrespectful, of him and of their relationship. Now she had herself a new man she just wanted to skip the hard part and move on as if nothing ever happened. He punched his pillow but it didn't help. He tried to breathe but wound up grinding his teeth. No doubt Madison was feeling this one because this was an all consuming anger that he couldn't pull himself down from.

And all that was left was to wait for the pair to get back to the cabin.