Selena Kitt - Crazy About the Baumgartners

I shuddered with my climax, thighs taut and trembling, rolling my hips over her face, grinding my pussy against her tongue. Ronnie moaned and wrapped her arms around my hips and ass. She knew not to let me go. She knew to keep going. My tongue found that sweet spot on her clit, the one that made her whimper, her hips bucking up. I stayed there, right there, while she kept sucking on my pussy.

Ronnie’s thighs start to quiver, hips moving up and up, fucking my fingers back, and I knew she was getting close. I could tell from the way she sucked on my clit, like a little baby attached to a nipple, trying to get more, more, more. That’s when I turned my hand and slid my thumb into her asshole.

“Ahhhhhhh!” She stopped sucking my clit for only a moment to vocalize, her pussy clamped down hard on my fingers, a honeyed vise, snapping closed again and again as she climaxed. Her mouth covered my pussy, sucking and licking feverishly at my clit. That, coupled with the rhythmic tug of her asshole on my buried thumb, sent me over the edge again and I came all over her face.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ronnie swore as I rolled off her onto the bed, which was soaked with her juices. Mine were running down her chin and neck. She rolled onto her belly to rub her face against the covers. I loved the thought of my cum all over the Baumgartner’s bed while they were fucking here.

“Okay?” I murmured, up on my elbow, looking at her disheveled hair, eyes closed. She was so fucking beautiful.

“Way better than that,” she croaked, cocking one eye open at me. “Oh Gretchen… you’re so good to me.”

“Remember when we raided Mrs. B’s drawers and found that big, black vibrator?” I asked, reaching down to cup my aching pussy with my palm. I’d had two orgasms, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to be fucked.

“Mmm God yeah.” A grin spread over Ronnie’s face.

“Think she’s got one here?” I hopped off the bed, going to the dresser, and started opening drawers. I found Doc’s socks and boxers in the first one, and that got me thinking about Doc’s cock. I shifted over to the other side, and found Mrs. B’s bras and panties. I started digging.

“Ah ha!” I held up a cock in triumph. It was huge and life-like-probably as big as Ronnie’s new boyfriend’s. Maybe a little bigger.

“Any more in there?” Ronnie sat up, pushing her hair out of her face.

“This is Mrs. B we’re talking about.” I scoffed. “There’s gotta be.”

I dove back in, hunting through her drawer, coming up with another dildo, this one a pink jelly vibe, cock-shaped, complete with veins and a ridged, circumcised head. Perfect. I carried the vibrators over to the bed, holding them up to show Ronnie.

“Which one?” I asked, waving them in the air, grinning.

“Oh pink!” She pointed, reaching out with grabby hands. I tossed it to her and she played with the controls at the bottom, turning it on, turning it up. “Ohhhh yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!”

I did the same with the real-life cock, shivering. Nice. Very nice. It would do. And it didn’t hurt to know that this particular cock had been inside of Mrs. B, that she’d fucked herself to orgasm with it. I climbed onto the bed, crawling up next to Ronnie. She already had her legs spread and she was rubbing the pink cock up and down her wet slit.

“That’s so pretty,” I said, admiring her as I turned on my vibrator. “You just wanna play together?”

“Yeah.” She nodded, biting her lip as she eased the cock inside. “Too bad we don’t have any porn.”

“We can pretend.” I laughed. “What are you picturing?”

“Ummm.”

“You can tell me.” I nudged her with my knee. We were side by side on the bed on our backs, thighs spread and touching. “It’s okay if it’s Vince.”

“It’s not Vince.” She turned her head to look at me, eyes half-closed. “I was remembering being with the Baumgartners.”

Her words thrilled me. Oh God, picturing Ronnie sandwiched between my employers. Picturing myself with them, all three of them. What I wouldn’t give for that.

“Tell me,” I urged, sliding the cock into my pussy, moaning softly at that sweet sensation of being filled. My body buzzed with the vibration.

“Gretchen…” She bit her lip, shaking her head.

“Tell me!” I insisted, starting to fuck myself, nice and slow, in and out.

“Doc,” she murmured. “Fucking me like this, on top of me. And Mrs. B sitting on my face, looking toward him.”

I moaned, pushing the huge member deeper into my pussy. I could see it. Doc kneeling up between her thighs, shoving his cock in hard, grinding his hips into hers. Leaning over to kiss his beautiful, busty wife as Ronnie licked the older woman’s pussy with eager enthusiasm.

“I want to take his cock out and suck it,” I told her. She opened her eyes in surprise. “I want to suck it and lick your juices off and shove it back in you.”

“Oh God.” Her look was pained.

“I want to slap your little clit with his cock. You like that?”

“Mmmm! Yes!”

“Ronnie, I want to put it in your ass.”

She moaned, shaking her head from side to side, but I knew she was imagining it. Her thighs widened, hips pressing up.

“I’m going to make him fuck your tight little asshole.”

“No, no, no,” she cried, but her nipples were so hard. I knew Doc had fucked her ass. She told me he did. And she’d liked it. She never let me do it to her, but I knew she’d loved it when Doc had eased his cock into her ass, Mrs. B guiding it bit by bit.

“Yes, Ronnie,” I urged, fucking myself faster. “I’m going to lick your pussy while he fucks your ass. Can you taste her pussy, baby? Can you taste her pussy juices in your mouth?”

“Ohhh yes!” she moaned, fucking herself harder, faster, deeper.

“I’m gonna climb on top of you,” I whispered, getting closer, nuzzling her ear. “I’m gonna rub my pussy all over yours while Doc fucks your tight little asshole.”

“Oh Gretchen.” She whimpered. “Fuck, I love that.”

“I know you do.” I licked her earlobe. “I’m gonna rub our pussies together while I help you lick Mrs. B’s pussy and Doc pounds your ass.”

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” Ronnie moaned.

“Do you want him to come in your ass?” I growled into her ear. “Do you want her to come all over your face? Do you want me to rub your pussy with mine until you come, baby? Do you want to come for me? Come for me!”

She cried out, hips flying skyward, making herself orgasm, and I wasn’t far behind, pulling that big, slick, life-like dildo from my pussy and pressing the vibrating head to my clit. It instantly sent me flying and I could almost taste Mrs. B’s pussy in my mouth. I lifted the dildo to my mouth, sucking the juicy head, tasting myself, imagining I could taste her too. She’d fucked herself with this. She’d made herself come. God, I wanted her.

“Oh hell.” Ronnie pulled the pink, vibrating cock from her pussy, turning it off. “Whew. That was so wrong. And so fucking hot.”

“Who says it was wrong?” I kissed her cheek, turning off my vibrator and tossing it aside onto the bed. “You know, the Baumgartners really loved you.”

“I loved them too,” she said after a minute. “But Gretchen… I moved on. I mean, I want to live a normal life. And having threesomes and sleeping with girls… it’s all college experimental stuff.”

I watched as she got up and started getting dressed.

“You’re still in college,” I pointed out.

“I know.” She sighed, buttoning her blouse. “But I guess I think it’s time I grew up and stopped… experimenting.”

“Then what are you doing here?” I sat up on my elbow as she slipped on her skirt.