Firemen for Kelly - Sex Stories

Firemen for Kelly

... that offer pretty fast and she wondered how many other women he had convinced to go to the fire station with him. Mike seemed nice and she was undeniably attracted to him, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to do anything as risky as wandering a fire station with him late at night. Should she go? They had toured the kitchen and the main area. Now he was being true to his word and she was climbing up into the driver’s seat of a bright red fire truck. He stood next to her on the metal step and pointed things out to her. “This is how you would turn it on,” he reached over her, his hand almost brushing against her breast, “and this switch…” They heard voices and his eyes widened. “Aw, shit. Can I ask you to crawl in the back so no one sees us? If they see you, I’ll get endless amounts of teasing and they’ll assume you’re my girlfriend.” Kelly scrambled out of the seat and into the back, accidentally showing off her black thong under her dress, while Mike hopped in after her and closed the door. He crouched next to her, his arm brushing hers and his face only a few inches away while he peered out the window. She whispered into his ear, “They must not have been coming this way.” He turned his head back, his face barely centimeters away and Kelly caught herself gazing into his eyes as he whispered, “It sounds like it.” Forgetting what they had been talking about, she tilted her face closer to his and asked, “It sounds like what?” He closed the small distance between them and covered her ...

... mouth with his. He slid his hand under her short dress and up to her hips. She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue out. The small sensation from her mouth buzzed down his body as his blood rushed to his groin. He snapped the string waistband of her panties against her hips and pulled them down on that side of her waist. Gently pushing forward so she was backed into a seat, he moved his warm mouth over her chin and down her neck, softly sucking and pressing. He moved his mouth down her shoulder, sliding her dress straps down her arm and following them with his mouth. When he got to her wrist, he sucked and gently blew on the sensitive skin. Slowly on the inside of her thigh, he traced soft figure eights up, down, and back up the other leg while he pulled her dress top down and flicked his tongue over an exposed nipple. She moaned and clenched his upper arm while pushing her chest up and closer to him. He moved his hand from her thigh up to her waist and pulled down the other side of her panties. He flicked over her nipple once more then pulled on her knees, indicating she should slide down in the seat. Mike got down on his elbows and pulled her panties all the way down to hang off one of her ankles. He slipped one hand under her leg and grasped her waist while settling between her legs. He pressed his lips up the inside of her thigh then turned his head to inhale the scent of her. She smelled musky and he detected a hint of sweet that teased his nostrils and had him ready ...