This is the fourth story in the Tessa series, and the 3rd part of the Spring Break series. Here are the links to the previous stories.

In the Classroom

Spring Break with Tessa Pt. 1

Spring Break with Tessa Pt. 2

Once we got back to our suite, Tessa and I both took off our clothes and were going to take a shower together. I suggested that we use the outdoor one. She was all in favor, and so we went to our little patio, set the water temperature and stepped under the gentle flow. We stood face to face, arms around each other, softly kissing. My hands started to wander over her wet skin. Her shoulder blades, her neck, down to her amazing butt. I touched her everywhere I could reach. Before we got too carried away, I grabbed the soap and washed Tessa’s body from head to toe. Nothing escaped my touch, and as I washed and rinsed her, I followed that part up with a little nip or a soft kiss. My fingers spent extra time cleaning around her labia, but spent precious little time cleaning between the larger lips. I did run my tongue along her slit lightly. 

Her breasts got the most attention. Standing behind her, I soaped her boobs while squeezing and pressing against them. Her little nipples were hardening under my manipulation, so I pinched them and rolled them between my fingers. Tess loves it when I focus on her breasts, but I think she was getting a bit frustrated. Her ass kept pushing back against my hard on, indicating she wanted more. I smiled inwardly. Patience was going to be learned. 

The water started to cool off. It was time to take this inside. We dried each other off, but I didn’t let Tessa touch me except to dry. I of course took longer than necessary to dry her ass, her tits and between her legs. Once dry, I led her inside and laid her down on our bed. She looked up at me with desire. Lust. Her legs parted without prompting, her fingers playing with her clit. I watched her for a moment, admiring her lithe body and tanned skin. Rubbing her feet, I knelt at the foot of the bed and started to massage her legs, slowly inching towards her sex. I could see her pussy swell, a thin bead of moisture glistening between her pretty pink lips. Her finger was moving more rapidly across her clitoris. 

“Stop rubbing yourself, Tess. That’s my job.” I grinned up at her. She feigned an evil look, but moved her hand away from herself. “Hurry up, then sir.” she whispered. She had never called me sir before, and I couldn’t help but wonder if this would lead to a new dynamic in our relationship. But, I digress. 

My thumbs reached the joining of her legs first. Running the pads of them along the outside of her puffy outer lips, she inhaled softly followed by a soft moan. Squeezing, pinching, prodding…her labia were soft. Hairless. Almost the same color as her skin. Pulling them apart, her silken pink lips showed themselves. Wet, covered already with her desire. I leaned in, taking each lip into my mouth briefly and running my tongue along it. I pushed my tongue against her entrance, my fingers danced around her clit. Tessa was breathing more heavily, moaning a little more loudly. Her hips were moving slowly as I made love to her pussy with my mouth and fingers. Her fingers came down, entwining in my hair and pulling my face closer to her core if that was even possible. Finally I took her little bundle of nerves into my mouth as I pushed a finger into her pussy. Her hips bucked up as I did this, her gasp of my name told me I’d done the right thing. My tongue lashed against her and my finger found her special spot inside her. Tessa started to pant and groan. 

“Mmm…I’m going to cum” she sighed. “Don’t stop. There…right there….right….”. Her whole body tensed, her pussy squeezed my finger and her fingers pulled at my hair. She started to tremble and stopped breathing for a moment. “Don’t….no. Stop. Mmm….yes!”. It was like she couldn’t make up her mind what she wanted me to do as her orgasm overwhelmed her. I just continued to rub inside her vagina, and continued to lick her clit. At the crest of her climax, she emitted a few little squeaks. She started to catch her breath again, short little gasps of air. Her hips started to push down into the bed, my indication to pull away. I pulled my finger out of her slowly, lapped up her juices softly and then moved up to lay beside her. 

I held Tess in my arms, moving her hair from her face and caressing her shoulder. We were in a spoon position. She was the little spoon to my big spoon. Every few moments, she would twitch slightly as the aftershocks trembled through her. She kept her eyes closed, her hands down on her legs, her mouth slightly open as she came back under control. I lay quietly, holding her against me. I softly kissed her shoulder. She stretched her legs out, smiled and turned her head towards me. 

“I think we are even now.” she whispered.