A Baumgartner reunion

“Oh god,” I whispered as he lifted me, gripping my ass and squeezing as he drove in deep, pinning me against the wall. “TJ… ohhhh god…” He growled as he fucked me, short fast grunts to match his pace, and I hung onto him, wrapping my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist, letting him take me. His cock was like heated steel inside of me, and I took his length again and again.

“Come here,” he said, and I groaned when he slid out of me, positioning himself on the shower floor. There was just enough room for him to lay, his knees bent, and he pulled me down into my lap. “Fuck me, Ronnie. I want your pussy so bad I can’t see straight.”

“What’s got you so worked up?” Smiling, I grabbed his cock-so hard!-

and straddled him, not even bothering with a little clit tease before I settled myself down into his lap, impaling myself on his length. He grabbed my hips and thrust up, groaning as I squeezed my muscles around him, rocking back and forth, up and down.

“Oh yeah,” he moaned, eyes closed, biting his lip, and I don’t know what it was-maybe an intuition, maybe the far away look of pleasure on his face-but suddenly I knew exactly just what had him all worked up. And instead of my prior reaction-which would probably have been a jealous fit-this time, the thought had me breathless and turned on in an instant.

“Are you thinking about Janie’s sweet little pussy, baby?” I murmured, flicking his nipples with my thumbs. His eyes flew open and he gaped at me as I sat up on top of him, the water a cascade around us. “You are, aren’t you?

Wondering if her little blonde pussy is shaved smooth? Wondering how she tastes? How it would feel to slide your cock into that tight little hole?” He groaned, closing his eyes again, shaking his head, but I knew it was true. I just knew it. I pressed on, still riding him, deeper and harder now, coaxing his cock toward an inevitably sweet release. “She’s practically a virgin, you know.

Imagine how tight and wet she’d be…”

“Oh fuck,” he moaned, gripping my hips. “God, baby, I can’t stand it, she’s such a little tease…”

I grinned. “I bet she is.”

“She’s all over me,” he gasped, looking up into my eyes. “And I don’t think any of it’s accidental.”

I didn’t think so either. The thought of Janie coming on to him,

“accidentally” brushing up against him, touching him places she shouldn’t…oh god. That thought made me tremble with lust.

“Would you like to fuck her?” I murmured, leaning over him, my hands flat against the wet tile floor, my nipples dripping water into his mouth as he sucked at them.

“God, yeah,” he admitted, wrapping his arms around my waist, shoving me down and thrusting up hard.

“I’d love to watch you,” I said, making him groan at the thought. “Want me to get her up on her hands and knees? Lick her little clit while you fuck her from behind?”

“Mmmmm yeah!” His cock throbbed as he pressed deep inside me, and I rolled my hips, imagining Janie between us like that and the sweet sounds of her pleasure. What would she taste like, I wondered. That thought made my mouth water. “God, I’d love to watch you lick each other,” TJ gasped, thrusting deeper, making me tremble with longing.

“I’d love to taste her,” I agreed, the sweet throb between my thighs too much to resist, imagining Janie, oh god, yes, I was, I really was, imagining her tongue lapping at my clit. I rubbed myself off, sitting up fully on TJ now, letting him fuck me, knowing he was imagining her, too.

“I want you to come all over her pussy, baby,” I murmured, my head going back into the spray of the shower, wetting us both. “I want to taste your cum all over her cunt.”

That was it-the image that pushed us both over the edge, the thought of TJ exploding a white-hot shower of come over Janie’s nearly-virginal pussy. I shuddered and ground my hips against him as my climax took me in an instant, sending me soaring over a sweetly perilous edge of pleasure. TJ grabbed my hips, unable to resist my orgasm, and I knew he was picturing it as he came up inside of me-he wasn’t filling my pussy, but aiming each hot burst of cum toward the waiting pink of Janie’s cunt, watching it drip toward my waiting mouth…

“Oh god,” I murmured, using my hands against the wet tile to steady myself. “Oh my god… that was…”

“I’m sorry,” TJ murmured, sitting up and hanging onto me. “Were you…are you okay? I didn’t mean…”

“Oh baby, you have no idea.” I laughed, wrapping my arms around him.

“It’s your fault, you know. You made me come here. You encouraged me.” He pushed wet strands of hair out of my face, his eyes searching. “You mean…you’re not mad? Or…jealous? Or…something?”

“No.” I grinned. “I’m turned on as hell…and wondering how we can get Janie into our bed.”

TJ swallowed, his eyes bright. “There’s a thought.”

“I’m afraid you created a monster,” I said with another laugh as I hugged him close, his cock still half-hard inside of me.

A knock on the door made us both jump, and I wasn’t surprised at all that it was Janie, saying, “You guys? Dad says dinner’s getting cold!”