Already relaxed and revitalized after taking a hot shower, Tessa felt even better once she changed into clean dry clothes, and she reached an even higher peak of contentment after finally eating a nice meal for the first time since she had hit the road earlier that day.
Sated as she was thanks to the sandwiches, chips and green tea that Nick had made her, what really kept alive the warm and fuzzy feeling inside Tessa long after the two of them left the kitchen and retired to his bedroom was the fact that she was wearing his clothes and sitting back in his bed, snuggled up against his side as they chatted and chilled, distractedly watching some classic episodes of The Simpsons on his laptop.
The familiarity of the situation brought back so many pleasant memories of their past history together that Tessa easily let go of all her previous anxiety and just enjoyed the present moment in all its cozy, comforting peacefulness. Unsurprisingly, despite a general sense of well-being and security, other deeper and more urgent emotions were also awakened in Tessa because of the fact that she was wearing a pair of Nick’s boxers that had shrunk after a washing mishap and one of his faded Ramones T-shirt that was so big on her petite frame that it looked more like a nightgown of sorts.
Earlier, during dinner, as they talked through Tessa’s concerns about potentially getting kicked out of school and having to inform her family of the breakup and what her plans for the future were in light of recent events, Nick had offered the conclusion that, overall, there wasn’t really too much to worry about now that she was safe and sound there with him, and whatever needed to be taken care of could wait until the morning. With a sigh of relief and a bright smile, Tessa had readily agreed with Nick and gladly accept his invitation to kick back and relax with some of their favorite episodes from The Simpsons before going to sleep. Nothing had felt more natural to Tessa than to cuddle up in bed with Nick as he wrapped an arm around her and held her snugly in his embrace. Resting her head on his shoulder and encircling his slim, toned chest with her arms, Tessa had been filled with such a surge of positive emotions that she couldn’t help but beam with joy at the simple, obvious rightness of that situation.
Now though, giggly after watching two flawlessly hilarious episodes of what was arguably the best cartoon series ever made and giddy with the constant undercurrent of lingering excitement washing all over her curvy little body as she pressed herself cozily against Nick’s toned, tall frame so that her huge boobs were squashed against his side, Tessa was starting to be unable to ignore the increasing urgency with which her arousal kept peeking through the soft, pink clouds of sentimental fluffiness that enveloped her mind. And no wonder.
In her cuddling position, Tessa’s legs were pulled close to her body and held together, so that her smooth virgin pussy was subtly but incessantly stimulated by the contact of her inner thighs, which made her libido simmer steadily to hotter and hotter levels. On top of that, ever since he had wrapped his arm around her, Nick had placed his hand on the round sumptuous plumpness of her booty, a simple enough gesture that, natural as it had always been with the two of them, never failed to excite Tessa by reminding her of how much Nick loved her ass, thus making her feel beautiful and desired and, consequently, turning her on. At first he had just let his palm rest there on top of her marvelous rump, but, as the minutes rolled by, Nick had started slowly devoting more and more attentions to Tessa’s bubble-butt, slowly caressing and massaging it, softly kneading the pillowy fullness of her asscheeks and letting his long fingers trace those luscious curves over and over again, paying silent homage to her ample booty in a seemingly unconscious but still delicious manner.
As the minutes passed, Tessa couldn’t help but get tingly all over as she savored how exciting Nick’s butt-worshiping touch was even through the layers of cloth that separated her ass from his hand. More than that, she was thrilled with joy because, once again, she got the unnecessary but nonetheless very flattering and pussy-moistening confirmation that yes, Nick was indeed still as enamored with her big ass as he had always been. That thought, even more than his tormentingly delightful caresses, made Tessa’s heart flutter and gradually got her virgin pussy so wet and desperate for some sort of relief that, soon enough, she started rubbing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to give her swollen clit a little bit of attention. As Nick’s touch on her ass grew less casual and more sensuous, Tessa’s breathing became raspier and more audible, her focus on the screen all the while diminishing at the same rate at which the bulge in Nick’s pants grew, tenting his crotch mere inches from her eyes.
When Nick finally let his index and middle fingers slide into the cleft between her meaty buns so that his fingertips could tease her tingly, horny little asshole through the cloth of the T-shirt and boxers she was wearing, Tessa let out a long mewling sigh and wiggled her heart-shaped booty against his probing digits in an instinctive display of willingness and appreciation. Her reaction made him exhale in turn and caused him to shift his hips slightly to give his growing erection some room within the confines of his pants. As a result, the tent in his groin became even more evident, which made Tessa involuntarily lick her lips as she snuggled closer to him, smushing her large boobs more firmly against his side.
Having forgotten all about the cartoons on the screen, her mind filled with mental images of Nick’s huge horsecock straining to be freed inside his pants, Tessa turned and looked up into Nick’s bespectacled eyes, finding them as glazed over with desire as she knew her own eyes must be. Moaning softly as his hand swiftly made his way under the layers of thin cloth covering her ass and he finally planted his palm on the smooth naked flesh of her buttcheeks, Tessa merely smiled for a long moment before a giggle burst from her curled up lips.
“What?” Nick asked curiously, raising his eyebrows in bafflement but not stopping his caresses on her perfect booty.
“Nothing, it’s just that…” Tessa began, her expression somewhere between lust-addled and slightly blushing, a combination that Nick found so adorable and exciting at the same time that his rigid schlong flexed painfully within its constraints. “This reminds me of that one time when we were fooling around on the sofa in my living room,” Tessa continued, the hand she had so far kept resting on his chest swiftly making its way lower down his abdomen until it was cupping the obscenely inviting bulge in his crotch, “and we were watching something on Sharon’s laptop when we started kissing, and one thing led to the other and…”