Baumgartners Empty Nest (The Baumgartners)

by Selena Kitt

  “She’s not ready for us together yet. That much even I can tell.” Doc’s hand caressed her behind, and his touch made her feel soft and warm, like putty in his hands. “But she trusts you. And she wants you. And I think she’s more than a little in love with you.”

  She flushed at his words, but they were all true.

  “And I can tell the feeling is mutual.” He pressed his forehead to hers, searching her eyes, as if he could see right into her heart. “Why are you fighting it so hard, baby?”

  “Why do you know me so well?” she whispered, blinking fast, not wanting him to see too much.

  But it was no use. No one knew her like he did.

  “Because I love you,” he said simply. He pressed his lips to her forehead, sighing. “Now go. Don’t leave a lady waiting.”

  “Thank you, Doc.” She tucked her head under his chin for a moment, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Then she slipped out of bed, heading for the adjoining door.

  “I want to hear everything when you get back.”

  “You’ll probably hear everything through the wall.” She grinned, knocking on the door, hearing Jody turn off the hair dryer.

  “Come on in!” she called.

  Carrie knew there was no going back. Not anymore. She opened the door and stepped through, locking it behind her.

  * * * *

  The minute Carrie closed the door behind her, she felt the energy in the room shift. Jody sat on the edge of her bed, drying her thick, dark hair, wearing only a black tank-tee and a sexy pair of black lace panties. She was freshly showered, no make-up, and Carrie glimpsed, just for a moment, the guy she’d known back when they were in high school.

  Jody turned off the hair dryer, setting it aside and holding a hand out to her. Carrie walked over like she was in a dream, sitting beside her on the bed. They embraced, no words, and Carrie felt a lump in her throat, so much emotion rising in her, she couldn’t identify even half her feelings.

  “I assume you have his blessing?” Jody’s hand moved in her hair, her cheek brushing Carrie’s as they held onto each other.

  “Yes,” she breathed, nodding. “But... Jody...”

  “I know.” Her lips brushed Carrie’s temple, breath warm in her ear. “We don’t have to do anything. I could just hold you like this all night long and be perfectly happy.”

  “No, I want to...” She swallowed, not quite knowing how to say it. “I just feel funny about making love with you unless he knows. And I still... I just don’t know how to tell him. The longer I wait, the worse it gets.”

  “You never were one to rip a Band-Aid off in one go.” Jody chuckled, pushing Carrie down onto the mattress and stretching out beside her.

  Carrie rolled toward her, so they were belly to belly, face to face. Jody’s fingers traced the line of her shoulder, down her arm, one long fingernail tickling the inside of her elbow, making her shiver. Her nipples got instantly hard and Jody noticed. Her gaze dropped to Carrie’s breasts, braless under her cami, her dark nipples showing through the thin material.

  “I promise, we’ll stop if you feel uncomfortable.” Jody pressed her fingertip against Carrie’s hard nipples, scratching lightly, making Carrie gasp.

  “My God, deja-vu,” Carrie murmured, meeting Jody’s eyes. “I feel like I’m a virgin all over again.”

  “I can’t take your cherry twice.” Jody’s full lips spread into a smile, her eyes lighting up at the memory.

  “Once was enough.” Carrie bit her lip, remembering too, glancing down to see Jody’s cock had already sprung free, so hard it was peeking out of the elastic leg of her panties. “That was first cock I ever had inside me...”

  “Jesus, feel what you do to me.” Jody grabbed her hand, sliding it down so Carrie could feel, and she did, squeezing it, feeling how swollen, how hot it was.

  “Oh God, Jody,” she whispered, her fingers moving over the engorged head, feeling pre-cum forming at the top. “Fuck... you should feel how wet I am.”

  “I should. I agree.” She smiled sliding a hand down to cup Carrie’s mound, making her moan and rock in response.

  And that’s when the phone rang.

  “Goddamnit.” Jody glared at it, sitting on the night stand, and sighed.

  “Is it him?” Carrie looked back at it too, like a cockroach had just appeared.

  Jody reached over her to pick up the phone, tilting it so she could see the display.

  “No... not him.” She sounded relieved. “Just a friend.”

  “A friend?” Carrie raised her eyebrows.

  “I thought you didn’t get jealous?” Jody teased.

  “Oh hush.” She squeezed Jody’s cock, loving the moan that elicited. “Do you need to answer it?”

  “Not unless I want to explain where I disappeared to, and why.” Jody wrinkled her nose, putting the phone back on the nightstand. “I’d rather do this.”

  “Me too,” Carrie agreed happily, as Jody took advantage of her position, leaning over her, to kiss her.

  Her lips were so soft, her tongue sweet, expertly stroking the inside of Carrie’s cheeks, the roof of her mouth, as Jody’s hands pushed up her cami, revealing the rounded globes of her breasts. Carrie did the same, breaking their kiss to pull Jody’s tank off, so they could roll together on the bed, skin to skin, just their bottoms on.

  “You’re so beautiful,” Jodie whispered in her ear as Carrie straddled her, feeling the hard press of her erection. “Even more beautiful than I remembered you.”

  “So are you.” Carrie leaned in, cupping Jody’s face in her hands, kissing her lips, then trailing her mouth down Jody’s long, slender neck. The last time she’d kissed her here, Jody had been sixteen, and she remembered how her throat had moved when she swallowed, Adam’s apple bobbing, but it wasn’t there anymore.

  Carrie traced a finger around one of Jody’s puffy little nipples. Then she cupped one breast in each hand, feeling the weight of them. “Oh God, they’re perfect…”

  “The best Jackie’s money could buy.” Jody smirked.

  Carrie slipped her mouth over her nipple, sucking gently. Jody let out a little sigh, her eyes closing. Jody’s nipple puckered in her mouth and she ran her tongue around and around. Carrie wiggled and squirmed when Jody’s hands found her breasts too, squeezing and kneading her flesh, tugging gently on her nipples.

  “Come here.” Jody reached for her, pulling Carrie to her, cupping her face in her hands and bringing her up for a long, hot, tongue-thrusting kiss that, somehow, she felt deep in her throbbing cunt. “I need to taste you. Please.”

  “Yes.” Carrie nodded, but Jody was already rolling her to her back, yanking her boy shorts down and tossing them aside as she settled between her open thighs.

  “Oh, what a sweet, wet pussy,” Jody practically purred as she rubbed Carrie’s shaved, swollen lips. “Fuck, you even smell good, babygirl.”

  Carrie flushed, but let Jody part her thighs, spreading them wider, pushing her legs back so she could get a better look. Carrie grabbed her knees, rocking her bottom up, watching Jody’s tongue trace up and down her labia. She was incredibly swollen and still soaking wet, even after her shower. Just being near Jody made her pussy ache, after so many months of being able to look but never reach out and touch her.

  “Oh babygirl,” Jody whispered after her tongue slipped between Carrie’s fat pussy lips. “Oh fuck, just tasting you makes me want to come.”

  Carrie cupped her own breasts in her hands, putting her feet on Jody’s shoulders and twisting her dark nipples while Jody’s tongue explored the entire length of her slit with both fingers and tongue.

  “Oh please,” Carrie whispered, shivering when Jody’s tongue slipped into her pussy, and she started sucking at her juices. “Oh! God!”

  Jody’s tongue had slipped even further down, probing the tight rosebud of Carrie’s asshole. It clenched and spasmed at the attention and Carrie moaned, reaching for her knees again, pulling them back, giving her deeper access.

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sp; “Ohhhhhh fuck!” Carrie cried, feeling Jody’s finger slide into her pussy, her tongue probing her asshole. “Yes! Finger my cunt!”

  Jody moaned at her words, starting to pump her fingers, just one at first, slow, her tongue rimming Carrie’s ass. But then it was two. Then three fingers, pumping in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

  “Oh baby, baby, please, please!” Carrie rolled her hips up. “Lick my clit! Fuck! Put your mouth on it!”

  “You ready to come for me?” Jody’s fingers twisted inside her, pounding faster, harder. “You want to come all over my face?”

  “Fuck, yes!” Carrie grabbed the other woman by the hair, forcing her head down—not that Jody gave much resistance. She rocked up, fucking back against Jody’s hand, fingers buried deep, and shoved her mouth down against her clit. “Ohhhh yeah, lick it! Lick it!”

  Jody’s lips fastened over Carrie’s throbbing clit, sucking it into her mouth like a tiny cock. Her fingers twisted again, her thumb pressing, stroking Carrie’s asshole, a hot, steady pressure.

  “Ohhhhh baby!” Carrie gasped, thrusting back, feeling the other woman’s thumb sink into her asshole, fingers plunging in deep, tongue lashing back and forth now against Carrie’s little nub. She was going to come. There was no holding back.

  “Ahhhh make me come!” Carrie moaned, giving into it, letting the first wave of her climax overtake her like a hot volcano eruption. She rocked with it, a low, keening wail escaping her throat as Jody swallowed her juices. Jody moaned too, a hot, aching hum against Carrie’s quivering clit. “Ohhhh my fucking God!”

  “Yes, oh, yes, that’s so good, babygirl,” Jody breathed against Carrie’s still spasming pussy. “Oh you come so good. Mmmm more.”

  Jody rubbed her face against Carrie’s labia, back and forth, like she wanted to devour. Carrie cried out, sliding a hand down over her mound, so sensitive she could barely stand it.

  “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?