Selena Kitt - A Baumgartner Christmas

Carrie told the pharmacist at Rite-Aid that it was for her grandmother. She even said it with a straight face. Poor grandma, she was getting on in years and really couldnt get around well anymore and needed one of those medical seats for the shower.

Carrie didnt have a grandmother.

Or a mother or a father for that matter, at least any that she knew.

What she did have was a very sexually adventurous husband and a tiny little apartment shower and a definite aversion to getting a closed head injury due to any of the above. Shed had one close call already-theyd had to replace the shower rod, and thankfully her husband had caught her before she cracked her head open-but she didnt want a repeat performance.

Doc laughed when he saw it and called it cute-but he wasnt laughing when she got on her hands and knees on the stool and tilted her ass up as an offering, already soapy and wet and ready for him.

Jesus! He ran his hands over the curve of her behind as she arched up to meet him, practically purring at his touch. His cock was as hot as a brand against her thigh, instantly hard.

You like my cute little stool now, dont you? she teased, swinging her ass slowly back and forth, a tease.

I like your hot little ass. He clamped both hands on it, spreading her cheeks, and she looked back to see that dark, wolfish look in his eyes he got when he was on the edge of losing control. She loved that look and knew what it meant.

This ass? She tightened her muscles, winking her asshole at him, hearing that low growl building in his throat. She barely had time to breathe before he was inside of her, plunging deep into her pussy, no buildup or foreplay, just a straight shot, as far and as deep as he could go.

Carrie yelped and clawed at the wall tile, bracing herself against the onslaught. Shed never been more grateful for a piece of furniture in her life, clinging to the edges of the stool, her knuckles white.

Oh god, thats so good, he panted, grabbing her hips and driving in deeper. Such a tight little pussy. But I know youve got something even tighter for me, dont you, baby?

She moaned as he circled her asshole with one finger, his cock slowing inside of her as if changing its mind all on its own about which orifice it wanted to fuck.

No, no, she whispered, knowing it was no use, giving only lip service to her denial. Her body knew what it wanted. The press of his finger was insistent, the soap and water mixed making her crack slippery enough for him to slip his first digit inside of her with relative ease.

Did you really think you could get up here on display and not expect me to take your ass? He finger-fucked her nice and slow, making her thighs tremble.

I was hoping, she murmured, pressing her cheek to the tile, her blonde hair hanging in wet strands across her face.

Doc chuckled, moving his hips back, sliding slowly out of her pussy. The steam rose around them in a cloud, the heat of the shower making her feel faint.

Lets see what else we can do with your new toy. Turn around. He guided her when she didnt move, sitting her bottom down on the shower stool, making her face-to-face with his groin. Oh thats just the perfect height, isnt it?

She nodded, not able to say anything else because his cock was aiming for the back of her throat. Carrie swallowed his length, letting him fuck her mouth, spreading her thighs wider on the seat and leaning forward, the hard plastic sliding against the shaved swell of her pubes, her clit looking for something to rub up against.

Thats my good girl. He fisted a handful of her hair, tilting her head back so he could see her eyes, so full of hunger she could barely contain it. He watched his cock disappear again and again, rubbing the head against the roof of her mouth until she could taste his pre-cum in her throat.

Carrie arched like a cat being petted when he reached for her breast, fondling her, the flesh heavy in his hand. Just touching her made his cock harder in her mouth and she moaned in response, trying to take even more of him, choking as a result. He eased off, rubbing the head against her lips, her cheeks, while she sought it again with her tongue, too greedy to let him go.

Hungry girl. He rubbed pre-cum over her chin and she watched as he dipped his cock downward, playing connect-the-dots with the beaded water on her breasts. Carrie lifted them in her hands, looking up at the way his gaze followed the trail he made over her skin as if the heat of his cock alone could leave a visible trail of fire.

Fuck my tits, Doc. She gave them to him like a gift, pressing them together, her dark nipples hard. He didnt need to be asked more than once, shifting his hips and sliding in from underneath. Carrie watched, delighted, as the tip of his cock appeared between her cleavage. She snaked her tongue down to taste him, running along the underside, back and forth, teasing that sweet ridge.

Suck. He shoved up harder, getting the head into her mouth, just enough so she could close her lips over it. She applied a gentle suction, looking up to see his eyes flutter closed, his mouth slightly open. Using her tongue, she rocked back and forth underneath the head of his dick, cradling the frenulum. He groaned at the sensation, his hips moving again, riding the tunnel her breasts made between the press of her hands.

Oh baby, she whispered, arching her back for more. Does that feel good? You like your cock between my big tits?

Doc bit his lip, grabbing a bar of soap and waxing up his shaft and fucking her harder in response, the wet froth of the soap and his pre-cum mixing, churning sweet cream in her cleavage. Carries hands got all soapy too, her tits overflowing with suds, making it harder and harder to keep up good friction for his cock. He stopped for a moment to lean down and kiss her, sucking her tongue into his mouth, slapping his dick against the swell of her breasts.

Im going to fuck you so hard, he murmured against her lips, teasing her nipples with his cock head. Im gonna fuck that hot little pussy til you come all over my dick.

Carrie gasped when he reached down and cupped her mound, the water from the shower pooling there, making the wet plunge of his fingers into her pussy even wetter. She rocked against his hand, forgetting about his cock, forgetting everything but the way her body responded to him, her clit throbbing for release.

But thats not all, baby, Doc whispered hotly into her ear, shoving his fingers in harder, deeper, using his thumb against the ridge of her clit. Then Im gonna fuck your tight little asshole.

She cried out as he slipped a finger down to the tight ring of her ass, clenching in response, not letting him in, but he kept on rubbing, coaxing her gently open, his fingers still working in her pussy, twisting and probing both holes now. Carrie gave in, leaning back on the stool and lifting her legs, putting her feet up over his shoulders, giving him a better angle. He took it, kneeling in the bathtub and drowning himself in her pussy, the water spraying them both now, running over his hair and down his face.

Doc! she cried, feeling his finger slip deeper into her ass, just one, the others still doing their work deep inside her pussy. She imagined his cock there, so much bigger, the stretch and burn of him, and she shuddered, knowing it wouldnt be long and he would be fucking her ass.

I love your fucking pussy, he growled, his tongue flicking at the rigid bud of her clit, sucking at the juices of her flesh. Carrie curled herself around him, grabbing onto his hair, her body rocking on the little stool. Doc grabbed her hips to keep them both from toppling it over, his tongue mashing her clit, burrowing his face between her legs, the water cascading down his back.

Doc! Oh! She fisted her hands in his hair, rocking up, working for her orgasm. Make me come!