Selena Kitt - A Baumgartner Christmas

“Sleepy,” Daphne murmured, her eyes still closed, a slow smile on her face.

Carrie pulled the covers over them both. “Probably too much sun this afternoon.”

“Let’s take a nap until dinner.” Daphne rolled toward her so they were belly to belly, both of them smiling, satisfied.

“Then I have an idea,” Carrie said. “Let’s surprise Doc at the door.”

“Sounds interesting.” Daphne opened one eye, then closed it again. “What did you have in mind?”

“Well, I still have to wrap a few presents, so I packed some wrapping paper and ribbons…”

Daphne giggled, hugging her. “You have a dirty, evil mind. I love it!”

* * * *

The girls dissolved into a fit of giggles at the door, fumbling with the deadbolt as Doc continued to knock.

“C’mon, Carrie, it’s me!” he called, pounding the door with his fist. “Don’t make me get out my keys…”

Carrie winked at Daphne as she turned the lock and slowly swung the door wide. He saw Daphne first, wearing a wide, red velvet ribbon like a sash, a loopy bow attached, falling to her hip. She was completely nude.

“Hey, what’s up, Doc?” Daphne stood with her hands on her hips.

“Uh… wow… actually… my cock.” Doc gulped, glancing at his wife as she slipped an arm around Daphne’s waist. She wasn’t wearing anything at all-not even a ribbon or a bow. “All of a sudden.”

Carrie turned, capturing Daphne’s lips with hers, their mouths slanting, tongues playing right out in the open. Carrie heard the door swing shut as Doc stepped fully into the entryway.

“What…” Doc’s voice was faint. “What are you doing here?”

“What does it look like?” Daphne’s blue eyes flashed mischievously, cupping his wife’s breast in her hand. “Want to join us?”

“Does Santa wear a red suit and say ‘ho-ho-ho?’” He dropped his suitcase and his jaw as they both went to their knees in front of him. Carrie unzipped his jeans and Daphne pulled them down, but they both got to his cock at the same time, and he’d spoken the truth-he was hard. Invitingly hard.

“Here,” Carrie offered, licking her lips but pointing his cock toward her friend’s waiting mouth. “You first.”

Daphne took her gift, letting Carrie guide his cock into her mouth, both women looking up at Doc, who was gazing down at them with a dazed expression on his face, like he’d just walked into a dream-a really, really good dream.

“So big and hard,” Daphne purred, tonguing the tip, licking Carrie’s fingers as she took him fully into her mouth. Doc groaned as Carrie leaned in, joining her friend, their tongues meeting over the head of his dick, fighting for it.

“We need to get to a bed before I die,” Doc protested.

The girls laughed and then it was a race up the stairs, both of them leaving Doc struggling with his pants down around his knees at the front door. By the time he got into the bedroom, both of the women were kissing on the bed, the red ribbon and bow hung over the bedpost.

“Oh wow.” He stopped in the doorway, his pants up now, but still undone. They looked up at him, blonde and red hair falling over their breasts. He waved them on, shaking his head. “Please, don’t let me interrupt!”

Carrie smiled at her husband before turning her attention back to Daphne, licking her nipples hard, showing him. Doc slipped his jeans and boxers down again, circling around the bed, his cock already in his fist as he watched his wife sliding down to lick her friend’s pussy.

“Come here,” Daphne urged, reaching for Doc. He let her grab his cock, tugging him onto the edge of the bed. “Oh god, I can’t wait to fuck you.”

“You want that big hard cock?” Carrie teased, her tongue making circles around Daphne’s clit. “He’s going to fuck you so good.”

Doc groaned at her words, cupping Daphne’s breast in his hand as she pumped him closer and closer to her mouth. She licked her lips, looking up into his eyes as his fingers dipped low on her belly, walking that line of red hair toward her pussy.

“She’s wet for you,” Carrie assured him, watching as her husband slipped his fingers past Daphne’s threshold, testing the waters. She knew he wanted his cock there, and she wanted to watch him fuck her too.

“Can I have her?” Doc asked her permission, holding his breath, and Carrie nodded, rolling to the side.

“I want you to,” she whispered, crawling up to kiss her friend, feeling Daphne’s body tense with anticipation. “I want to watch.”

Doc moved between Daphne’s thighs, parting them with his own, rubbing his cock up through her slit. His gaze was hungry, full of longing, but he glanced again at his wife for reassurance.

“Do it, baby,” Carrie urged. “Put it in her. Tell me how it feels.”

Doc swallowed, shifting his hips forward and sliding slowly into Daphne’s waiting pussy.

“Ohhhhh,” Daphne moaned, turning her face toward Carrie, her eyes widening and then half-closing at the sensation. “Oh my god, he feels so good!”

“Doesn’t he?” Carrie murmured, kissing her friend’s cheek, stroking her breast, her areolas even more puffy than usual, her nipples rising, turning dark pink. She glanced up at her husband, who bit his lip and held still, thighs trembling. “How good does she feel, baby?”

“Not as good as you.” He winked, slowly beginning to move inside of her. “But ohhhh… fuck… almost!”

“Yessss!” Daphne rolled her hips up to meet his cock, fucking him back. “Oh god, it’s been so fucking long since I had a nice hard dick…”

“Mmmm.” Carrie slid her tongue over Daphne’s nipple, making her moan even louder. She couldn’t take her eyes off her husband’s cock, the length of him disappearing again and again into her friend’s wet pussy.

“You okay?” Daphne bit her lip and looked at Carrie.

She nodded, kissing her in response, feeling Doc’s hand moving over her thigh, up between her legs. She couldn’t believe how okay she really was. It was more than okay-it was more than exciting. It felt right, somehow, as if some circuit had been completed between them.

“I want to taste you.” Daphne cupped her friend’s breast, tweaking her nipple. “Come in my mouth while he fucks me. Please. Please, come sit on my face.”

She couldn’t resist. Doc’s eyes brightened as he watched his wife straddle Daphne’s face, the redhead wrapping her arms around her hips, pulling her pussy to her mouth. Carrie moaned softly, looking at her husband, seeing his cock disappearing into Daphne’s pink flesh, and nearly came instantly.

“Hold me,” she whispered, leaning forward, feeling his arms go around her, his mouth slanting across hers. They kissed as Doc fucked her best friend, rocking them all on the bed, and Daphne’s tongue madly worked her little clit, her guttural moans filling the room with every deep thrust.

“Oh baby, she feels so good,” Doc groaned, hips pumping faster, harder. Carrie wrapped her arms around his neck, grinding her own hips in rhythm, mashing her pussy against Daphne’s eager tongue.

“Does she have a nice, tight little pussy?” Carrie asked, feeling him shudder at her words. “You should taste her, Doc. She’s soooo sweet.”

He groaned, his eyes meeting hers. “Lick her. Do it. Now.”

“Mmmmmm!” Daphne managed as Carrie sank down to take her friend’s clit between her lips.

Doc grabbed Daphne’s long legs, pushing them wide and back, giving Carrie lots of room. She stretched her tongue out, teasing her friend’s clit, nudging it to and fro, hearing her moan and lick and suck at Carrie’s pussy with even more fervor. Doc was fucking her hard now, his face a mask of torture, his expression almost grim, and she knew he was holding back.