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Authors: Selena Kitt

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High school senior, Moxie, agrees to be
moral support for her friend, Patches, who is totally enamored with a college
boy, so she says yes to a double date, even though she has to lie to her
parents to do it. But Moxie wasn’t counting on lying about her age to get into
an x-rated movie, and she definitely wasn’t counting on her date’s Roman hands
and Russian fingers, or the fact that the pants she’s borrowed from Patches are
several sizes too small. By the end of the night, Moxie finds herself in far
more trouble than she bargained for!

 

 

 

A Baumgartner
Christmas

By Selena Kitt

 

 

In spite of a brief experimentation early in their
relationship, Doc and Carrie Baumgartner have since maintained a monogamous
marriage without too much difficulty or even temptation—until now. A move far
from home, coupled with new friends and long hours away from each other in
classes or at work, have left the young Baumgartner couple on shaky ground. Doc
believes bringing in someone “new” like they did early in their relationship
might add just the spice their marriage needs, but Carrie isn’t so sure about
that plan. Doc has a surprise Christmas present for his wife anyway—but in an
ironic twist, he discovers she has one for him as well, and each gift allows
the Baumgartners to rediscover, in the true spirit of Christmas, an expansive
love that includes not only their feelings for each other, but their ability to
share that inclusive passion with others as well.

 

 

IF YOU LIKE THE
BAUMGARTNERS,

you may want to have
more fun with this family!

 

A Baumgartner
Christmas

Meet the Baumgartners

Babysitting the
Baumgartners

A Baumgartner Reunion

Baumgartner
Generations: Janie

Baumgartner
Generations: Henry

Letters to the
Baumgartners

Table of Contents

Chapter
One

Chapter
Two

Chapter
Three

Chapter
Four

Chapter
Five

About
the Author

Bonus
Excerpt!

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Chapter One

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 couldn’t get around
well anymore and needed one of those medical seats for the shower.

Carrie didn’t 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. She’d had one
close call already—they’d had to replace the shower rod, and thankfully her
husband had caught her before she cracked her head open—but she didn’t want a
repeat performance.

Doc laughed when he saw it and
called it “cute”—but he wasn’t 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, don’t 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. She’d never been more
grateful for a piece of furniture in her life, clinging to the edges of the
stool, her knuckles white.

“Oh god, that’s so good,” he
panted, grabbing her hips and driving in deeper. “Such a tight little pussy.
But I know you’ve got something even tighter for me, don’t 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.

“Let’s see what else we can do
with your new toy. Turn around.” He guided her when she didn’t move, sitting
her bottom down on the shower stool, making her face-to-face with his groin.
“Oh that’s just the perfect height, isn’t 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.

“That’s 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 path 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
didn’t 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 mixed, churning sweet cream in her cleavage.
Carrie’s 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.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,”
he murmured against her lips, teasing her nipples with his cock head. “I’m
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 that’s 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 I’m 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.

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