Baumgartner generations: Janie

"I don't either." He kissed my cheek, my mouth. "I don't want to lose either of you."

"She'll be okay," I insisted, kissing him back. His tongue was warm, probing, his hands moving on my ass again. This time I didn't push them away.

"God, I love your body," he said against my ear, nibbling there, his thigh sliding between mine.

"Easy…" I groaned as his fingers probed between my legs.

"Are you really that sore?" He sounded genuinely surprised.

"Uh huh."

"Well I'll be gentle…" He grinned, sinking to his knees and pressing me back against the tiles. "How about I kiss it and make it all better?"

"Oooohh." I moaned softly as he carefully spread my lips. They were already swollen, and not just from the night before. I'd been thinking about Josh, lazily rubbing myself, when TJ interrupted me. Now his tongue pressed flat against my clit, moving back and forth, making me rock my hips in response.

"Oh yes," I murmured, my hands in his hair. It was cut short and there wasn't much to grab onto-not like Josh's dark curls. And I had to admit, I was imagining it right then, thinking about shoving Josh's face against my wet pussy. I couldn't help it.

"Oooo, god, no," I protested when his fingers probed between my lips, sliding up inside me. I was so sore from the fucking Catherine had given me from the strap-on I could barely stand it. "Not inside, please…"

"You poor baby." He slid his fingers out and used them to spread my lips wider. I put one foot up on the edge of the tub, giving his mouth better access. "How about I just fuck you with my tongue?"

"Oh!" I rolled my pelvis forward when he made his tongue hard, like a tiny cock snaking its way into my cunt, his nose rubbing against my clit. I looked down to see him, water dripping over my breasts and belly, his eyes turned upward to mine. "Oh god, baby, that's good! TJ, yes!"

"Mmmm!" was his only successful response.

I grabbed the back of his neck, grinding my hips, my clit throbbing, my pussy already wet from the shower, but slicker from my juices as he thrust his tongue in deep.

I mauled my breast in my other hand, pinching my nipple, sending delicious shockwaves down through my belly. All the sensation was centered between my thighs as I tottered against him, rubbing my clit into the hard press of his nose.

"TJ!" I moaned when he slid a finger past my pussy, probing further back, pressing against the tight pucker of my ass. "Oh! God!"

"Did she fuck you here?" He broke away to ask me the question and I whimpered, not wanting him to stop.

"No," I panted, propelling him back toward my pussy.

"So I can do this?" His finger, wet and soapy from the dispenser on the wall, slid easily past my sphincter. I clenched, but it was no use.

"TJ," I begged, shaking my head but quivering anyway, my body responding even though my head told me not to. In the year or so we'd been together, I still hadn't

let him fuck my ass. Ronnie had encouraged me, and I'd watched him do her that way, but I just…couldn't.

"Just my fingers," he assured me, sliding another one in, making me cry out.

"Ohhhhh god," I whispered, feeling him begin to fuck me, slow, not deep, just easing his way in to the knuckles and then back out again.

"You like that?" He leaned in to kiss my clit like it was my mouth, exploring with his tongue.

"No," I lied, mewing, careening. "No, please… don't…"

Then TJ stood, not moving his fingers, and I tried to wiggle away, but he forced the fullness of weight against me, kissing me breathless against the wet tiles.

"Let's try this." He reached over his head and took one of the shower heads down. He flicked the side of it with his thumb, turning the shower massager on. "Nice and easy."

"Nooo," I whispered as he slid it down between my legs, focusing the pulsing spray on the already sweltering nub of my clit. He knew I couldn’t resist the shower massager, and he was right. It felt too fucking good. It demanded my hips grind, looking for more, forcing his fingers deeper into my ass.

"That's a girl." He watched me, his cock like a hot steel poker against my thigh.

"You like it in your ass. I know you do."

I gritted my teeth and shook my head, seeing him only through slits, but I thrust against his hand, the pounding wet heat of the shower massager driving me crazy. I held onto him, my knees weak, and nearly screamed as his fingers moved in deep, as deep as they could go, really fucking me now.

"Ohhhh TJ!" I moaned, struggling in his arms. His body was hard and lean, flattening me against the tiles. I bit his shoulder, raking my teeth there, licking an apology with my tongue afterward, lost in sensation.

"Oh yeah, that's it," he encouraged me. "Fuck me back. Do it. Faster, baby. Take it in your ass!"

I closed my eyes fully against his words, but I couldn't stop the feeling, his fingers spreading me wide while the water flooded my clit with pleasure, taking me right to the edge of ecstasy.