Crazy About the Baumgartners

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by Selena Kitt

I needed to go. The kids were outside by themselves. I had more visions of an ax-wielding serial killer fly through my brain. But now I had other visions too—spurred by auditory cues. Doc groaning. Mrs. B moaning. Dani crying out. I bit my lip, squeezing my legs together like I had to pee—trying to hold back my own desire. Trying to fight against it.

  But it was no use.

  I crawled on my hands and knees down the hall on the thick carpet, trying to keep my heart from hammering right out of my chest. I’d spent some time talking with the “adults” before they went to dinner the night before, and I had to admit, while Mason was a big, strong, strapping man and Nico just exuded sex from every pore, it was Dani I couldn’t take my eyes off of. She was a tall woman, with long, dark hair, big dark eyes, and the longest legs I’d ever seen. Stunning was the word for Dani. She took your breath away when she walked into a room.

  That’s what compelled me. At least that’s what I told myself as I crept down the hallway, listening to them having sex. I’d heard Doc and Mrs. B having sex since that first night but I’d been a good girl. I just rolled over and went back to sleep. But I had to admit I was curious. I just wanted one glimpse. Mrs. B in the flesh. Doc’s cock—she praised it often enough during sex, I just wanted to see for myself. And Dani. Perfect Dani. They’d been talking about her for weeks and now I understood why.

  Was I jealous? Maybe a little. But I was more than a little curious. I had to see. So I kept going forward, risking everything, knowing if I got caught, it was all over. The door was ajar, but not open. I stopped just outside of the slant of light, sitting back on my heels, knees open, holding my breath. They were still going at it. And now, I could see what they were doing.

  It was just like my fantasy, like Doc’s, the one he’d detailed to Mrs. B that night. Dani had her ass up in the air—a beautiful ass, slim legs, a long torso, back arched—and her face buried between Mrs. B’s spread, tanned thighs. Doc was behind Dani, fully erect, but he hadn’t entered her. Not yet. His fingers moved up and down her slit. She was shaved. I could see that much.

  Okay, you’ve seen, now go!

  But I didn’t go. I couldn’t tear my gaze from the scene in front of me, all that glorious skin, the sound and scent of their pleasure. I could even smell their sex and it made my panties even wetter. I leaned over a little, trying to see beyond Dani’s dark head. I wanted to see all of Mrs. B—although everything I could see was mouthwatering. Her breasts were heavy, nipples fat and dark, her skin all-over tanned. Her mouth was open, head back, eyes closed.

  I realized they were too busy to notice me, or anything else, for that matter.

  “Put it in her, baby,” Mrs. B whispered, focusing long enough to meet Doc’s eyes over Dani’s head. “Do you want his cock, Dani?”

  I was looking at Doc’s cock and I couldn’t imagine Dani would say no. It wasn’t Mr. Monster Porn size, but it was quite respectable. And the man it was attached to was quite fine.

  “Mmmm hmmmm.” Dani just murmured her assent. She was too busy between Mrs. B’s thighs to do much more. But she did wiggle her ass back at him, pushing his fingers in even deeper.

  Doc slid his fingers out, putting them in his mouth to lick them off. She looked delicious. Her pussy lips were fat and swollen and I wanted to part them with my tongue. Apparently, Doc had the same urge, because he parted her cheeks with his hands and buried his face between Dani’s thighs. I heard her moan against Mrs. B’s pussy when he did that.

  “Mmm does she taste good?” Mrs. B asked her husband, eyes bright. Her hands moved underneath the other woman, kneading her breasts.

  “Come find out for yourself.” Doc stopped long enough to say.

  Mrs. B grabbed a handful of Dani’s hair, slowly pulling her back. The women’s’ eyes locked and then they moved in to kiss, mouths slanting. I saw the flash of their pink tongues, breasts pressed together, limbs twining. Doc watched too, hand wrapped around his cock, stroking lightly as he watched his wife and another woman kissing on his bed.

  And I watched too. I couldn’t stop. My mouth went dry and my pussy got wet as Mrs. B pushed Dani onto her back on the bed. I couldn’t have had a better view because Mrs. B stayed slightly to the side so her husband could see her spread Dani’s lips with thumb and forefinger. She teased the brunette’s clit with her long, red fingernail, making her gasp.

  “Such a pretty pussy.” Mrs. B slapped her vulva and Dani cried out, eyes widening.

  “Spit on it,” Doc urged. “Spit on that little clit.”

  Mrs. B did as he asked, and we all watched the saliva slide down her slit.

  “Now suck it,” he instructed.

  Mrs. B dove in and I couldn’t see Dani’s pussy anymore. Her mouth covered it, blonde head in the way. But I saw Dani’s eyes close, her head roll back, a long, low moan escaping her parted lips.

  “That’s it.” Doc’s hand pumped a little faster on his cock. “Suck it, baby. Suck it like a tiny little cock.”

  “Oh Carrie, yes!” Dani lost her hands in Mrs. B’s long blond hair, grinding her hips up to meet her mouth.

  Mrs. B’s hands crept up to cup the brunette’s breasts, thumbing her nipples. Doc knelt up behind his wife, whose ass wagged in the air. I couldn’t see Dani’s pussy anymore, but I could see hers. I had no idea how she did it, but her pussy was tanned too, a fat, swollen, tanned little mound of flesh, making the insides look even more pink and Doc spread them with this fingers.

  “I’m gonna fuck that pussy.” Doc worked his fingers in, twisting, plunging.

  She moaned against Dani’s pussy when her husband slapped his cock against her ass. He left a trail of pre-cum across her skin. Then he slipped his cock through her slit for a minute, up and down, making the head wet, before grabbing her hips and shoving into her.

  I bit my lip to keep from crying out, but Mrs. B did. She moaned and shook her head from side to side like a dog with a bone, her mouth still fastened to Dani’s pussy.

  “Oh yes! Yes!” Dani rocked her hips up, spreading her legs wider, her own hands covering Mrs. B’s, kneading her breasts. “Oh fuck make me come in your mouth! All over your face!”

  Doc drove Mrs. B forward into Dani’s flesh, each thrust taking them all a little bit higher. And I couldn’t help myself. I spread my own legs and slid a hand under the elastic band of my shorts. The crotch of my panties was soaked. I rubbed my hand over them, feeling the swollen heat of my pussy lips, watching Doc fuck his wife.

  And Dani climax. She shuddered and cried out, hips bucking up, forcing Mrs. B to grab her and hold on tight. Doc slowed, watching her orgasm, and I circled my clit with my fingers, the sensation spreading from my pussy down my thighs, up through my belly, hardening my nipples. I watched Doc slowly withdraw his erection. He glistened with his wife’s juices, the sound of his hand moving making a slick noise as he sat back on his heels, watching the two women kiss.

  Mrs. B took Dani in her arms, letting the brunette taste herself, their tongues snaking out, twining, meshing, bodies pressed together. I imagined being in between the two of them and my pussy spasmed at the thought, clamping down on nothing. God I wanted to be fucked. Apparently, Dani did too. She rolled out from under Mrs. B and got up on her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder at Doc.

  “Please,” she begged, shoulders to the bed, hands spreading her ass wide for him. “Fuck me. Do it, Doc. I want your cock.”

  He groaned and complied, positioning himself behind her, grabbing her hips and sliding in deep, cock still wet from his wife’s pussy juices. He didn’t hesitate. His fingers dug into her ass as he pounded her against the mattress, driving her hips down until they were flat against the bed, Dani fisting the comforter at first and then bracing herself, palms flat against the headboard, to keep from sliding any further.

  Next to them, Mrs. B was putting on a show. Of course she didn’t know it. But she was putting on a show for me. She played with her pussy, eyes half closed as she watched her husband fuck another woman. There was no hint of an

ger or jealousy in those eyes—just pure lust. Her fingers circled her clit, just like mine did, her other hand running up that long, tanned torso to the heavy mounds of her breasts. Her nipples were hard. I could see that from where I was sitting on the floor, my hand shoved deep into my shorts.

  “You love watching, don’t you?” Doc reached over, slapping Mrs. B’s tanned thigh, spreading her wider so he could see.

  Yes, I do love watching.

  But he wasn’t talking to me, he was talking to his wife. She bit her lip and nodded, meeting his eyes as she circled her clit, faster and faster. Dani ground her hips up against Doc’s cock, a gesture of don’t forget me, and he groaned, rolling his own hips and slamming her into the mattress.

  “Oh fuck her hard, Doc,” Mrs. B gasped. “Give her that big hard dick! She loves it. Don’t you, Dani?”

  “Mmmm yes!” Dani arched, meeting him, thrust for thrust. “Harder! Oh fuck! Pound my pussy! Do it!”

  I tried not to make any sound as I rubbed my own clit even faster, watching Mrs. B play with herself and Doc fuck Dani so hard the whole bed shook and the headboard banged against the wall. I’d heard that sound plenty of times in the middle of the night but now I was seeing exactly what they looked like when they fucked that way.

  “Don’t come yet,” Mrs. .B begged her husband, her fingers plunging in and out of her sopping wet pussy. “I want your cock. Please, baby. Fuck me too.”

  Oh me too, meeee tooo. My pussy begged for it and I slipped two fingers inside, hoping to ease the ache, keeping my thumb against my clit, rubbing, rubbing. My hips moved all on their own, watching Doc fuck Dani, wishing I was the one pinned to the bed, taking that hard dick. My nipples were so hard in my bra they hurt.

  “Get over here.” Doc gripped his wife’s thigh, his eyes dark as he watched her fucking herself with her fingers. “Get on top of her.”

  Mrs. B rolled to her hands and knees and her husband grabbed her hair, pulling her closer, closer, then slid his cock out of Dani’s pussy. I heard it come out of her. It made a wet, sucking sound. Dani cried out at the loss, but Doc was shoving his hard dick into his wife’s open mouth. She gagged and took it, eyes watering, looking up and meeting his gaze. Dani glanced back, watching, her face full of lust and longing. I knew just how she felt, except I wouldn’t be on the receiving end of that cock. Only in my dreams.

  “Get on top of her,” he said again, shifting his hips back, taking his cock away from his wife. She went after it with her mouth, hungry, eager, but he held her back by her hair, directing her onto Dani. He slapped Mrs. B’s ass as she climbed on top of her friend, easing her way down, so they were both on their bellies, Mrs. B on top of Dani. I knew where he was going with this but I watched, incredulous, as he slid into his wife’s wet pussy first—the one on top.

  Mrs. B slipped her arms under Dani’s shoulders, moving her hair out of the way so they could kiss. Dani turned her head, mouth seeking her friend’s, tongue licking her lips. Doc grabbed his wife’s hips, slamming into her, making both women moan at the motion. Dani’s hand was underneath, her fingers moving on her clit as Doc fucked Mrs. B and the two women kissed.

  Then Doc reached under and grabbed Dani’s hips, pulling them up so he could plunge his cock into her instead. Dani cried out, breaking the kiss, as Doc fucked her. Mrs. B’s fingers were playing with her own clit from underneath too, both women moaning and writhing on the bed, on each other, under Doc’s onslaught. First one. Then the other. Back and forth. Up and down. They were all so sweaty, panting, like animals. It made me heady with longing.

  And so was I. I could barely keep myself upright, my hips thrusting forward as I fingered myself, imagining it. What if I was on top of Mrs. B? What if he had three pussies to fuck? I whimpered, trying to keep myself quiet, but it was hard. So hard.

  “Oh I’m gonna come!” Mrs. B cried. Her husband’s cock was buried balls deep and he stayed there, grinding, until she screamed, calling his name, shuddering all over.

  “Fuck! Oh! Fuck! Me too!” Dani gasped from beneath her, both women cheek to cheek.

  Doc heard and withdrew his cock from his wife’s spasming cunt, thrusting into Dani’s, making her scream too. She climaxed, rearing up so that Mrs. B was forced to roll off onto her back on the bed, still gasping and breathless from her own orgasm.

  “Jesus Christ.” Doc huffed, withdrawing slowly from Dani’s pussy, his whole crotch soaked. He was dripping sweat, his body, almost as tanned as his wife’s, glistening in the lamp light as he collapsed onto his back on the bed between his wife and Dani. His cock was still rock hard, standing straight up, and I wanted to crawl up onto the bed and take it into my mouth.

  After all, both of the other two women were still recovering from their orgasms and Doc was in need of relief. I could almost taste his cum at the back of my throat. God, I wanted it. I desperately wanted it. My pussy throbbed and I strummed my aching clit, feeling my own climax coming. Soon. So very close.

  But then the two women, like they had the same thought at the same time, situated themselves on either side of Doc and proceeded to kiss each other over the head of his cock. I licked my lips, brushing my nipples through my t-shirt and furiously rubbing at my clit as I watched them take turns, first Dani, then Mrs. B, sucking his cock.

  “Who wants it?” Doc asked with a low growl. “Who wants my cum?”

  “Me!” The both said it at the same time and he groaned, pulling Mrs. B off his cock and stroking it hard and fast, hips bucking up, the first spray hitting her cheek. Dani went right in, her tongue licking it from Mrs. B’s face as the second shot rose up like a geyser, right between them, both women fighting to cover the head of his cock, shoving his hand off, their fists encircling him, pumping, looking for more.

  I moaned. I couldn’t help it. My pussy was on fire, spasming, my orgasm ripping through me, my pussy making squelching noises as I fucked myself. I ached to taste that cum in my throat, imagining all of our tongues fighting for it, licking it off each other’s faces. My pussy clenched around my fingers and I wished it was a hard cock buried deep, filling me again and again. Then I collapsed onto the carpet in the slant of light coming from the bedroom door, shaking so hard I didn’t think I could ever move on my own again.

  “Such good girls,” I heard Doc murmur. “God we’ve missed you, Dani.”

  I slid my hand out of my panties, lifting my fingers to my mouth to suck them. I found myself wishing it was Mrs. B’s pussy I was tasting. I wanted to know what those fat lips felt like in my mouth, her clit hard against my tongue. I could smell the heat of my own pussy mixing with the scent of their sex. God, I loved the smell of cum.

  “Did you hear something?” Mrs. B asked.

  My eyes flew open and I realized I could see them. Just their feet and legs—they were all in a huddle on the bed—but if they sat up, they could see me, practically passed out in the hallway, still panting from getting myself off while I watched them have sex.

  I was in so much trouble.

  “The kids?” Doc asked, still sounding out of breath.

  “Maybe.”

  I heard them shifting on the bed and sat up, glancing around. There was only one place to go. I crawled quickly into my room—thank God the door was open and the light was off—hiding behind the door. I heard someone walking down the hall.

  “Gretchen?” Mrs. B called.

  I closed my eyes tight, willing my heart to stop in my chest, because I was sure she could hear it beating. I held my breath, waiting to be discovered.

  “Do you see them?” Doc called.

  “The fire’s out. There’s no light in the tents. I think they’re sleeping,” Mrs. B called. She was in the bathroom, looking into the backyard. I heard the toilet flush, the sink running.

  “Oh I need a shower,” I heard Dani say as Mrs. B went back into the bedroom.

  “Mm let’s go get clean,” Doc said. “Then we can do it again and get all dirty.”

  I cowered behind the bedroom door, waiting
for them all to go down the hall to the bathroom. I waited until I heard the bathroom door close and the shower go on. I waited longer, counting to a hundred-Mississippi. Twice. Then I heard the sound of moaning from the bathroom and I knew the coast was really clear. They were busy again.

  My pussy twinged as I hesitated outside of the bathroom door, imagining what was going on in there, but I didn’t linger long. I crept back down the stairs and outside, shutting the patio doors behind me. There was dew on the grass already and I ran through it in my bare feet in the moonlight, shivering. I peeked inside my tent, seeing Henry asleep, snoring just as loudly as he’d complained Janie did. I smiled, zipping the mosquito netting back up and checking on Janie. She was snoring too.

  I climbed inside her tent, forgoing my air mattress for the night. I would tell Henry he’d been asleep when I brought out his iPod and I just decided to climb in with Janie. And no one would ever know that I’d just watched their parents have sex and masturbated until I came so hard I could barely see. No one would ever know that I’d watched them have sex with another woman and I’d wished the whole time it was me.

  Chapter Four

  “So when are we getting the baby?” I flipped through the racks, watching Mrs. B hold dresses up in front of herself.

  “Next week.” Mrs. B met my eyes in the mirror.

  Every time anyone mentioned the baby, her eyes got all dewy and shiny. They’d called last week, letting the Baumgartners know they had a baby they wanted to place with them, but it would be a few weeks, because the baby was still in the hospital. I’d gleaned most of the details from overheard conversations. The baby was a girl, three months old. She’d been taken away from her parents before, as a newborn, but she’d been returned. Now she’d been taken away for a second time, which Mrs. B said was a good sign that they wouldn’t give her back again. That meant they would probably be able to adopt her permanently.

  Mrs. B was over the moon. They’d already prepared a nursery, converting Doc’s office, the room down the hall from mine. It had come together quickly, thanks to hiring a painter, a muralist and an interior decorator. Now the room was Pepto-Bismol pink with white stripes and walking into it made me a little dizzy. There was a mural on one wall of a cherry blossom branch. And Mrs. B couldn’t stop buying little girl clothes. The closet was already full of dresses.

 
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