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Authors: Selena Kitt
“Your… first?” Doc’s eyebrows went up. Then he asked, “
He
?”
“Yeah.” She cleared her throat. “I told you I lost my virginity when I was in a group home in foster care, right? With a guy I knew there…”
“Jody?” Doc said her name and she stirred. “When she was… a he…?”
“Technically, I guess.” Carrie’s hand moved down Jody’s soft belly, playing with her navel ring. “But I think she was always just her… you know? She’s changed, on the outside, but she’s still Jody. I can’t explain it.”
“I get it.” Doc’s hand covered Carrie’s over Jody’s middle, meeting her eyes. “I fell just as hard as you did. I think I fell in love with her the first time she put a gun in my hand.”
Carrie laughed softly at that. “Hers—or the Glock you bought?”
“Ha.” Doc smiled. “Both? Hell, by the time I found out, for sure, it didn’t matter anymore. She could have had two cocks or a double vagina, for all I cared.”
“That would be fun.” Jody smiled, stretching, her eyes fluttering open. “I wonder if Dr. Timbor could do that?”
“I think we have all the genitals we need,” Carrie told her, laughing.
“Mmmm.” Jody sighed, licking her lips as Carrie flicked her navel ring. “I was dreaming about you…”
“Me?” Carrie asked.
“Both of you. I dreamed we were on a boat, sailing.” Jody reached back, grabbing a handful of Doc’s hip, and Carrie knew her husband’s hard cock was pressed up against Jody’s behind. “Am I still dreaming, babygirl?”
“No,” Carrie breathed, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“Did I hear the phone ring?” Jody looked between them, a brief flash of fear in her eyes.
“Just Elise again.” Carrie made a face. “She’s mad we’re not selling.”
“And you two are sure?” she asked, for the millionth time. “I don’t want to make you do something you can’t afford—”
“Shh.” Carrie happily reassured her for the millionth time, pressing a finger to Jody’s lips. “We might not be as rich as Jackie, but we’re doing okay, trust me.”
“And we’re doing exactly what we want to do,” Doc reminded her.
“Are
you
?” Carrie asked her and Jody blinked at her, surprised. “I mean, you just left a billionaire for us. You do realize that right?”
“Totally worth it.” She snorted. “I didn’t have to think twice.”
“He was really a billionaire?” Carrie mused. Their three-point-whatever million seemed to pale in comparison.
Jody yawned. “He was so rich he bought another boat when he got the other one wet.”
“That’s pretty rich.” Doc chuckled at the phrase, shaking his head. “We’re definitely not that rich.”
“But that ship has sailed.” Jody gave a small, happy sigh, snuggling down between them.
“Time to get on board another one,” Carrie agreed, snuggling up with her. “Who knows where we’re headed?”
“I know where I’m headed, babygirl.” Jody started kissing her way down between Carrie’s cleavage. This pressed her ass against Doc’s groin and he gave a soft moan, shifting his pelvis against her.
“Where’s that?” Carrie smiled, watching Jody’s dark head disappear under the covers.
“I’m headin’ down yonder to fetch you outta these britches and see if I can cream your corn…”
“I have no idea what that means.” Carrie giggled, meeting Doc’s dancing gaze. Then her eyes went wide and she gave a little moan.
“I think you’re about to find out,” Doc said, then he gasped too.
“So are you,” Carrie laughed.
“Well, butter my ass and call me a biscuit.” Jody poked her head out from under the covers, grinning, looking between them. “I think I just found out what’s up, Doc.”
The End
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Excerpt From BABYSITTING THE BAUMGARTNERS:
When my legs felt steady enough to hold me, I got out of the shower and dried off, wrapping myself in one of the big white bath sheets. My room was across the hall from the bathroom, and the Baumgartner’s was the next room over. The kids’ rooms were at the other end of the hallway.
As I made my way across the hall, I heard Mrs. B’s voice from behind their door. “You want that tight little nineteen-year-old pussy, Doc?”
I stopped, my heart leaping, my breath caught. Oh my God. Were they talking about me? He said something, but it was low, and I couldn’t quite make it out. Then she said, “Just wait until I wax it for you. It’ll be soft and smooth as a baby.”
Shocked, I reached down between my legs, cupping my pussy as if to protect it, standing there transfixed, listening. I stepped closer to their door, seeing it wasn’t completely closed, still trying to hear what they were saying. There wasn’t any noise, now.
“Oh God!” I heard him groan. “Suck it harder.”
My eyes wide, I felt the pulse returning between my thighs, a slow, steady heat. Was she sucking his cock? I remembered what it looked like in his hand— even from a distance, I could tell it was big— much bigger than any of the boys I’d ever been with.
“Ahhhh fuck, Carrie!” He moaned. I bit my lip, hearing Mrs. B’s first name felt so wrong, somehow. “Take it all, baby!”
All?! My jaw dropped as I tried to imagine, pressing my hand over my throbbing mound. Mrs. B said something, but I couldn’t hear it, and as I leaned toward the door, I bumped it with the towel wrapped around my hair. My hand went to my mouth and I took an involuntary step back as the door edged open just a crack. I turned to go to my room, but I knew that they would hear the sound of my door.
“You want to fuck me, baby?” she purred. “God, I’m so wet ... did you see her sweet little tits?”
“Fuck, yeah,” he murmured. “I wanted to come all over them.”
Hearing his voice, I stepped back toward the door, peering through the crack. The bed was behind the door, at the opposite angle, but there was a large vanity table and mirror against the other wall, and I could see them reflected in it. Mrs. B was completely naked, kneeling over him. I saw her face, her breasts swinging as she took him into her mouth. His cock stood straight up in the air.
“She’s got beautiful tits, doesn’t she?” Mrs. B ran her tongue up and down the shaft.
“Yeah.” His hand moved in her hair, pressing her down onto his cock. “I want to see her little pussy so bad. God, she’s so beautiful.”
“Do you want to see me eat it?” She moved up onto him, still stroking his cock. “Do you want to watch me lick that sweet, shaved cunt?”
I pressed a cool palm to my flushed cheek, but my other hand rubbed the towel between my legs as I watched. I’d never heard anyone say that word out loud and it both shocked and excited me.
“Oh God, yeah!” He grabbed her tits as they swayed over him. I saw her riding him, and knew he must be inside of her. “I want inside her tight little cunt.”
I moved the towel aside and slipped my fingers between my lips.
He’s talking about me!
The thought made my whole body tingle, and my pussy felt on fire. Already slick and wet from my orgasm in the shower, my fingers slid easily through my slit.
“I want to fuck her while she eats your pussy.” He thrust up into her, his hands gripping her hips. Her breasts swayed as they rocked together. My eyes widened at the image he conjured, but Mrs. B moaned, moving faster on top of him.
“Yeah, baby!” She leaned over, her breasts dangling in his face. His hands went to them, his mouth sucking at her nipples, making her squeal and slam down against him even harder. “You want her on her hands and knees, her tight little ass in the air?”
He groaned, and I rubbed my clit even faster as he grabbed her and practically threw her off him onto the bed. She seemed to know what he wanted, because she got onto her hands and knees and he fucked her like that, from behind. The sound of them, flesh slapping against flesh, filled the room.
They were turned toward the mirror, but Mrs. B had her face buried in her arms, her ass lifted high in the air. Doc’s eyes looked down between their legs, like he was watching himself slide in and out of her.
“Fuck!” Mrs. B’s voice was muffled. “Oh fuck, Doc! Make me come!”
He grunted and drove into her harder. I watched her shudder and grab the covers in her fists. He didn’t stop, though— his hands grabbed her hips and he worked himself into her over and over. I felt weak-kneed and full of heat, my fingers rubbing my aching clit in fast little circles. Mrs. B’s orgasm had almost sent me right over the edge. I was very, very close.
“That tight nineteen-year-old cunt!” He shoved into her. “I want to taste her.” He slammed into her again. “Fuck her.” And again. “Make her come.” And again. “Make her scream until she can’t take anymore.”
I leaned my forehead against the doorjamb for support, trying to control how fast my breath was coming, how fast my climax was coming, but I couldn’t. I whimpered, watching him fuck her and knowing he was imagining me ... me!
“Come here.” He pulled out and Mrs. B turned around like she knew what he wanted. “Swallow it.”
He knelt up on the bed as she pumped and sucked at his cock. I saw the first spurt land against her cheek, a thick white strand of cum, and then she covered the head with her mouth and swallowed, making soft mewing noises in her throat. I came then, too, shuddering and shivering against the doorframe, biting my lip to keep from crying out.
When I opened my eyes and came to my senses, Mrs. B was still on her hands and knees, focused between his legs— but Doc was looking right at me, his dark eyes on mine.
He saw me. For the second time today— he saw me.
My hand flew to my mouth and I stumbled back, fumbling for the doorknob behind me I knew was there. I finally found it, slipping into my room and shutting the door behind me. I leaned against it, my heart pounding, my pussy dripping, and wondered what I was going to do now.