Seconds later, Ashley jumped off the couched, smiled at Nick and left, quickly heading for her room. The gentle warmth that had enveloped her during their brief talk was already dissipating, and her mind was already processing that final chilling detail she had caught on back there, that impression she had had while looking into Nick’s eyes: what she had seen was rejection, implicit and maybe unknown to Nick himself, but rejection still. Somehow, Ashley was sure that, despite his offer to do whatever she’d ask him to do for her, if she had gone ahead and asked him to fuck her ass like she wanted to, he would have refused to do so. Out of loyalty to Tessa, of course, which Ashley could understand, just like she understood that, most likely, Nick was being truly honest when he said that he wanted to help. But she knew that he wouldn’t help her in that sense, he wouldn’t do that, much to Ashley’s disappointment.
As she locked herself in her room, crying freely now, Ashley hung her head and laughed bitterly at herself as she considered that, at the moment, the only thing worse than being replaced by Tessa would have been to ask Nick for a pity buttfuck and get explicitly rejected by him. At least, by not asking him that at all, she had avoided an additional and probably unbearable hurt.
As if having Tessa lounging around the house and hitting it off with Mia wasn’t bad enough already, other things were starting to happen that would soon make Ashley look back with longing to the first couple of days, when Tessa and Nick boned all the time but at least did so in his room. Indeed, now that they were out of their self-imposed assfuck-centric seclusion, Nick and Tessa had begun having sex all over the apartment, giving in to their passion for each other anywhere they happened to be at any given moment.
The first time Ashley walked in on them going at it was on the afternoon of the third day, when she came back from class. Ashley had just stepped into the apartment when she was greeted by the infuriating sight of Tessa bent over the kitchen table with her huge tits squashed into the hard wooden surface while Nick stood behind her and plowed her big plump bubble-butt like his life depended on it. The image of Tessa’s big, fabulously round asscheeks jiggling away in time with Nick vigorous rump-impaling tempo and the pussy-wetting detail of his monstercock sliding fluidly in and out of her dilated little butthole stopped Ashley dead in her tracks for a moment, until her blue eyes focused on the blissful, vacant look of absolute joy painted on Tessa’s cute face. Arousing as that scene was, the mask of anal joy transfiguring the pastor’s daughter’s features angered Ashley into speechlessness, compelling her to stomp away to her room in a huff. To add insult to emotional injury, neither Nick nor Tessa appeared to have even noticed her coming home at all, which only made Ashley fume so much more.
After that first undesired live show, Ashley caught the rutting lovers in the act many more times in the next few days. On one occasion, she casually walked into the living room and saw Tessa kneeling on the couch beside Nick, her glorious ass tilted up and her pretty face bobbing on his lap, deepthroating his massive dick with lewd gusto while he fingered both her twitching asshole and her virgin slit, prepping her sphincter not just by stretching it with his digits, but also by lathering it in her flowing pussy juices. The wet slurping sounds of Tessa’s cock-engulfing mouth slobbering away at Nick’s dong, along with her muffled coos and his lustful grunts of enjoyment, echoed in Ashley’s ears over the grinding of her teeth as she retired to her room, choking on bitter annoyance.
Another such encounter happened later that same day, in the hallway, just outside of Nick’s room. Apparently the lovers hadn’t even made it to his bed, or so Ashley assumed when she walked out of her bedroom headed to the kitchen only to be treated to the unwanted spectacle of Nick ramming his big fat cock balls-deep inside Tessa’s indecently stretched out asshole over and over again. This time they were standing up, or at least Nick was standing up while Tessa was pinned with her back against the wall, her arms thrown around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist as he pumped away at her ass, drilling his overswollen boner incessantly into her greedy bootyhole. The raw sensuality of that coupling and the sense of intense passion radiating from Nick and Tessa was made even more vivid (and therefore, in Ashley’s view, more hurtful to witness) by the fact that, as they buttfucked like there was not tomorrow, they were also locked in a languid, breathless soulkiss that muffled their moans of shared anal joy and added a note of love and affection to the whole scene.
Unfortunately for Ashley, those moments of untamable passion seemed to increase with every passing day, as if the fact that Nick had to leave the house to go to class was making Tessa’s wanton asshole and his huge dick even hornier for each other and more desperate to be joined once again as soon as possible. In the three days that followed the end of the lovers’ non-stop buttsex marathon, Ashley was forced to see them fuck in every single room except her own, or at least so she assumed, her jealousy-addled brain going as far as conjuring up the possibility that Nick and Tessa might be buttfucking in her bed while she was attending classes.
Paranoid suspicions aside, Ashley had plenty of triggering images flashing before her eyes already, without any need to make up any fictional ones too. She only had to close her eyes to relive the many scenes she had had the dubious luck to witness first hand: there she could once again see Tessa kneeling between Nick’s legs on the kitchen floor as he tried to cook dinner, his pants and boxers pooled around his ankles, his cock snugly nestled in the soft, cushiony valley of Tessa’s abundant cleavage, his hips pumping erratically as he fucked her big round tits for another handful of seconds before exploding in a geyser-like ejaculation that painted Tessa’s smiling, happily squealing face with jet upon warm jet of thick white cum. Or there the two of them were again, fucking in the shower, Tessa’s palms spread against the tiled wall, her head thrown back in pleasure, her wet chocolate brown hair plastered to her arched back as she slammed her big round booty back against Nick’s groin to force his huge, brutally thrusting pole deeper into her insatiable asshole while his arms embraced her tightly and his hands held onto her large melons, pulling her toward him as he rammed away at her beautiful ass, their bodies glimmering with droplets of water in the vapor-misted bathroom.