Chloe was hot. She was young, blonde, intelligent, vivacious and generally popular. And she knew it.
Ashley wouldn't go so far as to call her vain, but he did consider her to have a lot of pride. That's was OK. He could work with pride. Pride would make her do things she really shouldn't, just to save face, and that same pride would help her justify her actions afterwards. Basically, it was wait and take the chance when offered.
The chance came one summer evening. Ash had been at the beach with a number of friends, Chloe included, and they were now packing to go home. Nearly everyone had already gone. The only people left were Ash and a few of the boys and Chloe. They'd all been out catching some last waves, but were now prepared to pack it in.
The changing rooms were next to each other and open to the sky. While there were half a dozen people in the men's room, the women's room was empty, apart from Chloe.
Faintly hearing the shower in the room next door, Ash decided that the time was ripe to pay Chloe a little visit and see what developed. He slipped out of the men's changing room un-noticed and drifted into the woman's room.
Ash headed down towards the showers, hearing them stop running as he approached. Then Chloe stepped out from them, casually drying herself as she came.
"Very nice, Chloe. In fact, you look sensational," murmured Ash.
There was a soft squeal from Chloe as she hastily rearranged her towel to protect her modesty.
"What are you doing in here?" she demanded. "You know damn well you're not supposed to be here."
"It's not what I'm doing, so much, as who I am going to be doing," returned Ash. "I want you and I thought that this would be the ideal time to demonstrate that fact."
Chloe paled slightly and started backing up as Ash moved towards her.
"Don't be silly," she snapped. "You're not going to touch me and you know it. If you don't go away I'll scream and people will come to see what's going on. I can hear the others in the other changing room, even if you can't."
"Oh I know that they're there and that they'll come running if you start screaming, but I don't think you've thought it through."
"What do you mean?" demanded Chloe, a horrible feeling nagging at her that she might be in real strife.
"Well consider what would happen. You'd scream and the boys would come running. While they're on their way I'd have that towel off you and be holding you with your arms pinned behind your back, facing the door. The boys would come barging in and then they'd be beholding you standing starkers before them, giving them a most unforgettable sight.
On top of that they all have smart phones and I can just guarantee they'd be taking pictures of you before they did anything else. Those sort of pictures would go viral as soon as they hit the internet.
On top of that, the boys are getting changed so they'll all probably be only half dressed.
The big question is would my mates thump me and toss me out of the changing room or would they decide to join in the entertainment. You are a very sexy dish, as you must know.
And even if they did toss me out, how do you know that someone might not linger and follow up their advantage while the others are chasing me away?"
Ash smiled at Chloe.
"Are you really going to risk them all admiring your nudity, cameras flashing rather than having to put up with a little quality time with me?"
Chloe paled. The thought of the rest of the men seeing her naked was bad enough, but to have them taking pictures as well? She'd never live it down. She'd just curl up and die. Why the hell did they ever invent smart phones in the first place?
Chloe jumped when Ash reached out and plucked the towel out of her hands. She promptly tried to cover herself only to drop her hands to her side when Ash gently derided her. As Ash moved closer Chloe backed further away until she encountered the wall of the shower cubicle behind her.
Ash reached out and took her arm, turning her until she was facing the wall.
"Bend over and brace your arms against the wall," he told her, helping her to reluctantly take up the position he wanted.
A gentle tap on her ankles encouraged Chloe to move her legs further apart, and then she gave a small shriek as she felt his hand close over the sensitive flesh between her thighs.
A little gentle exploring and titillation established that Chloe was not a virgin (which he hadn't really expected. She was pushing twenty.) and that her pussy was starting to heat up and moisten. The knowledge of what was going to happen was enough to make Chloe acutely aware of herself, and Ash's teasing touches just hastened the flow of her natural juices.
"I'd suggest you keep any squealing or screaming to a minimum. You don't really want visitors checking to see what's happening, do you?" Ash advised her.
Chloe gulped, wanting to scream already. Mainly she wanted to scream a lot of rude names at Ash. Then she gasped as she felt him probing against her soft flesh. She gasped again as Ash reached down and stretched her lips apart before driving forward more forcefully.
Ash heard Chloe give a soft squeal as he impaled her with one firm thrust. He could feel her pressing back against him, and he grinned. Whether she knew it or not, she was ready and willing to do her part. Ash slid his arms around Chloe and captured her breasts.
Chloe felt Ash's withdrawal and then gasped and pushed firmly back against him as he thrust back into her, hard and fast. She cursed softly to herself. She was not going to cooperate with this, this ravishment.
She held firm while Ash withdrew and plunged back again, and then again. The next stroke Chloe was again pushing back to meet him as he returned with another thrust. No way, she had decided, would she just stand there and let him do what he wanted. If he wanted her then he'd better be prepared to match her, because she wasn't some doll he could just toy with.
Ash smiled as he felt Chloe positively responding to him. He'd thought she would and he now set to work with a will, thrusting into her as hard, fast and often as he could.
Chloe was panting hard, striving to match his needs and deeds, not wanting him to get the better of her. Ash's hands on her breasts were squeezing out the tempo and she made herself meet him, breasts rubbing against his palms while at the same time her bottom bobbed up and down.
The pattern established, Ash hammered Chloe, thrust by thrust driving her towards a satisfactory conclusion. Chloe was hot, excited and reluctantly willing, hastening to meet Ash's every push.
Her climax was coming, Chloe just knew it and little wails were spilling out of her mouth, with Chloe finding herself helpless to prevent them. The little wails were starting to turn into louder shrieks and squeals when Ash placed his hand over her mouth, stifling them.
