Baumgartners Empty Nest (The Baumgartners) (12 page)

“Wait, wait.” She shivered, trying to closer her legs. “Easy. Not yet.”

Jody kissed her way over Carrie’s trembling fingers, up to her navel, pushing her legs back and she knelt up between her thighs. Carrie’s met her eyes, seeing her own juices glistening on Jody’s face. Her gaze dropped lower, to Jody’s heaving chest, her breasts heavy, nipples pursed and hard. Her belly ring was silver, plain, and it made Carrie’s mouth water. She wanted to lick it. Then her attention shifted lower, seeing Jody’s cock standing at full attention, rising up from her completely hairless crotch, pointing at Carrie’s navel. Jody’s panties were still on, they were just pulled aside.

“God, I want you inside me,” Carrie whispered, reaching down, grasping onto Jody’s thick, veined shaft. She cupped her balls with her other hand. They were tight, drawn up closet to Jody’s body, and completely bare, too. “Oh I want you to fuck me.”

“Are you sure?” Jody moaned softly when Carrie began to stroke the other woman’s cock, nice and slow. “I thought…”

“Oh damnit,” Carrie swore, thinking of Doc on the other side of the wall over there. She couldn’t, not when he didn’t know. And now that Jody was here, and her fat, throbbing cock was in Carrie’s eager little hand, she knew she had to tell him. Soon. Because she wasn’t going to be able to hold out long. She wasn’t even sure she could hold out this time. Her pussy clenched, aching to be filled.

“Come here,” Carrie urged, pulling gently on Jody’s shaft, guiding her slowly up her body. Jody slid up, up, up her body, until her soft, full thighs were parted, straddling Carrie’s ribs. “Can I suck it?”

“You can do anything you want to it.” Jody stroked her cheek with the soft press of her fingertips. “I’ll give you anything, babygirl. I’m all yours.”

Carrie’s lower lip trembled at that and she reached her mouth out for the bobbing cock just inches from her face. Jody gave a soft, feminine cry when Carrie’s lips closed around the head, her tongue making slow circles. Carrie went to work on the cock in her mouth, hand wrapped around the base, as Jody’s hips began to move.

She was the most beautiful sight Carrie had ever seen, her hair falling all around her face, eyes closed, hands cupping her breasts, rolling her nipples. Her hips moved, hipbones jutting out like wings as she thrust her cock deeper into Carrie’s hungry mouth, the ring piercing her navel flashing in the lamplight.

“Your mouth,” Jody whimpered, biting her lip, rocking faster. “Oh your sweet goddamned little mouth. Ahhhhh!”

“Mmmmm!” Carrie hummed around Jody’s pulsing length, tasting pre-cum, peppery and hot. Jody’s hands moved down her own abdomen, hips rolling, taut belly undulating as she rocked faster, faster. Then she reached for Carrie’s breasts, moving with them as they bucked together. Jody’s fingers brushed her hard nipples and she moaned.

“Push them together,” Carrie panted, pulling Jody’s cock from her mouth. She spit on the head for good measure, even though it was still nice and wet with her saliva.

“Ohhhh babygirl, yesss.” Jody knew just what Carrie was thinking, because she filled both hands with Carrie’s flesh, guiding her cock between the soft, rounded globes of her tits.

“That’s it,” Carrie moaned. “Oh God, yes, fuck!”

Jody thrust, panting, hips rocking faster. Every time the tip of her swollen cock appeared at the top of Carrie’s cleavage, Carrie reached her tongue out to taste. God, she wanted to taste her cum. She wanted it all over her, wanted to bathe in it, revel in it. Her pussy was throbbing again, and she knew what she wanted most was to feel Jody inside of her.

Not yet. Not until…

She had to tell Doc.
Had
to. Because she couldn’t stop this, whatever this thing was between them. Jody had a part of her, maybe had always had a part of her, since the very first time they were together.

“Let me.” Carrie cupped her own breasts, pressing them together around Jody’s thick shaft. “Fuck my tits. I want to see you come all over them.”

“Fuck, babygirl.” Jody pulled her lower lip between her teeth, reaching up to grab the headboard, and began to do just that. Carrie could barely catch her breath, watching the woman poised above her move her slim hips, fucking faster, harder. Carrie spit on the tip again, keeping it moist, keeping her tits pressed together, creating a perfect, fleshy, fuckable crevice.

“Come for me,” Carrie whispered, reaching her tongue out to lick the head as it appeared, then disappeared again. “Oh let me taste it. Come all over my face. Come all over my fucking tits. Come for me! Come all over me!”

“Ahhhhhh God!” Jody moved like a belly-dancer, hips rolling, shimmying, cock pulsing as she thrust toward Carrie’s flickering pink tongue. “Ohhhh! Babygirl! Oh! I’m gonna come all over your face!”

With a high-pitched wail, Jody reached a hand down and slid it behind Carrie’s head. In one, easy, swift motion, Jody shoved her hips forward, pressing her erupting cock between Carrie’s open lips. The first spasm of cum landing on Carrie’s tits, but the stream flowed hotly into her mouth. Jody moaned, slapping her cock against Carrie’s lips, rubbing the spurting tip over her chin and cheeks.

Carrie licked and sucked as much of it as she could, swallowing the bittersweet taste of it, hungry for more, more. Jody whimpered when Carrie took the slick head between her lips, sucking gently, her fingers caressing the bare skin of Jody’s balls, as if she could milk out every last drop.

“Holy fucking hell.” Jody climbed off, collapsing on the bed beside her. “That was…”

“Yeah.” Carrie smiled, rolling toward her and snuggling close in agreement. “It was.”

Jody took a deep breath, letting out a long, slow sigh as she wrapped her arms around Carrie, pulling her as close as possible.

“It was always good, wasn’t it?” Jody kissed Carrie’s damp forehead. They were both sheened with sweat. So much for the showers they’d taken, Carrie thought. But she smiled at the thought of taking a shower with her new lover, imagined soaping her up, from tits to ass to cock.

“Yes,” Carrie nodded, remembering with a smile. She’d given her virginity to him without a second thought. It had felt right then, and it felt right now.

“I don’t think I ever stopped loving you.” Jody whispered these words against the top of Carrie’s head.

“I know.” She nodded at that, too. They had fallen back together like two halves of a whole. She couldn’t explain it. She didn’t even understand it. She had always had part of Jody with her, somehow, even though she hadn’t even known what was missing until she showed back up in her life.

“Carrie.” Jody swallowed, her hand stroking her hair, soft, easy. “I can’t go back.”

“I know.” Carrie took a deep breath, thinking of Doc. “You won’t have to.”

“Even if things don’t work out, I mean.” Jody took a little, shuddering breath. “I can’t…”

“Shhh.” Carrie lifted her head, pressing her fingers to Jody’s soft, trembling lips. “Don’t say that. Listen to me. I can’t… I won’t live without you anymore. No matter what.”

“Do you mean that?” Jody whispered, the look in her eyes so pained, full of hope.

“Yes.” Carrie felt her eyes fill with tears. “Trust me. Believe me. I love you, and I’m not letting you go. Not ever.”

Carrie put her arms around her, feeling Jody squeeze her tightly. They didn’t say anything else, and maybe that was good. Carrie closed her eyes and listened to the sound of Jody’s heart beating, waited until her breathing was deep and even, before slipping out of her arms.

She pulled the covers over Jody’s sleeping form, watching as the dark-haired woman turned on her side, her hand curled up near her face. So beautiful. Carrie brushed her hair away from her cheek, listening to the sound of her breathing, thinking of her promise.

If only she knew what Doc’s reaction would be…

She had imagined it going a hundred different ways, but the one she feared most was Doc giving her some sort of ultimatum. It had never happened, in all the years of their marriage. He’d always been open and accepting of her choices in women. They’d always been so simpatico. Why would she think this time was any different?

But it was different. And as much as her heart wanted to deny that, her head knew better.

“Goodnight,” Carrie whispered, leaning over and kissing Jody’s cheek.

She stirred only a little, smiling in her sleep.

Carrie tried to be as quiet as she could, opening the door that joined their rooms, but Doc was awake. And he’d clearly been listening, or at least thinking about them, because there was lesbian porn on the Pay-Per-View and his cock was hard in his fist. Just the sight of him made her mouth water and her pussy clench, reminding her of exactly what she’d been missing tonight.

“Have fun?” His eyes were bright as Carrie closed the door, locking it behind her.

“Were you listening?” Carrie had left her clothes—panties and cami—in Jodi’s room. She leaned against the door, licking her lips and looking at her husband’s cock.

“Hell yes.” He nodded at the television, where a blonde and a brunette were thoroughly licking each other’s pussies. “That’s why I have it on mute.”

“If you squint, that could almost be me and Jody.” Carrie did squint, biting her lower lip.

“That was the idea.” Doc chuckled. “Was it as good in person as it was over Skype?”

“Better.” Carrie drifted toward the bed, her gaze moving from the girls on the television back to her husband, whose hand was slowly stroking his cock, a nice, teasing motion. “Oh my God, Doc, her mouth. She licked my ass.”

“Oh fuck.” Doc groaned, grabbing his cock and squeezing it. “Really?”

“She licked—everything.” Carrie’s hands moved down over her sleek curves, remembering the way Jody’s cock had rubbed between her breasts, the way she had shoved it deep into her throat as she came. But she couldn’t tell Doc that.

“Did you come?”

“So hard.” Carrie’s fingers dipped into her slit, slippery wet still. “I came all over her face.”

“That’s what I thought I heard.” A smile played on his lips as he looked down, watching her play. She parted her labia, showing him. “She licked and sucked my clit. With her fingers buried in my cunt.”

Doc moaned, his hand moving a little faster on his cock.

“And her thumb in my ass…”

“Fuckkkk.” Doc swallowed, his thighs tensing, pulling the skin taut to the base. Carrie saw his balls were tight. He’d been edging, bringing himself close and backing off again, probably the whole time. He was ready to explode.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about having a cock inside me.” Carrie put one knee on the bed, fingers sliding down through her wetness, finding her hole and pressing in. She was telling him the truth. That’s what she told herself as she climbed onto the bed, crawling toward him. “I kept wishing you were there, with your big, hard cock.”

She swung her leg over, straddling him. Doc held his cock still, watching as she rocked her hips, spreading her pussy so her clit rubbed against the head. Moaning, Carrie positioned herself, and Doc helped, guiding his cock to her hole.

“Ohhhhh baby,” she whispered, closing her eyes and sinking down onto his shaft, until he was buried deep inside her.

“Is that what you wanted?” Doc murmured, as his wife began to rock. “A big, hard cock inside you?”

“Yeah,” she breathed, not opening her eyes, not willing to chance him seeing it on her face—that she was picturing Jody’s cock inside her, hands on her hips, nails digging into her flesh.

She didn’t have to fantasize what it would be like to be with Doc and another woman. They’d done that too many times to count. It still made her hot—and him too. It was some deep part of their psyches that she imagined would never fully disappear. It was part of who they were.

But now she was imagining Jody, and what it would be like to have her here. Two cocks to play with—oh the possibilities! One in her mouth while the other pounded her pussy. Doc fucking her ass while Jody slid into her cunt.

“Look at me.” Doc’s hands moved up Carrie’s waist as she rocked on top of him, lost in her fantasies. “Look at me, baby.”

Carrie opened her eyes, meeting his in the dim lamp light. The television was still on but neither of them were paying any attention to the licking and sucking going on there. They were too busy fucking.

“Are you okay?” Doc pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, searching her eyes.

She nodded, not speaking, pressing her lips to his, knowing she couldn’t answer him honestly. Carrie moaned as he rolled her to her back, still inside her. She put her arms around his neck and clung to him, feeling his balls slapping hard against her ass as he fucked her. Doc’s mouth slanted across hers, his tongue probing, making the same hard, thrusting motions as his cock.

Then his head came up and he looked at her, using his arms to prop himself up to look at her. A question passed over his face, confusion, his eyes searching.

“What?” she whispered. She was doing her best to keep quiet. For some reason, she didn’t want Jody to hear them.

“Nothing.” Doc shook his head, leaning in to kiss her again, his tongue licking at her lips, parting them.

Carrie moaned as his hips began to move again, making fast, hot circles, burying his cock deeper every time. She bucked up against him, sucking at his tongue, drawing him into her as much as she could.