Firemen for Kelly - Sex Stories

Firemen for Kelly

... to plow into her. But first, he used his free hand to gather her skin and push her lips together, rubbing them between his fingers. He flicked his tongue back and forth at the top over her exposed clit. In response, she moaned and pushed her hips forward on the seat, “Oh my god, do that again.” She pressed her thighs around his head as he flicked his tongue over her a few more times before letting go of her skin and settling his mouth over her. She arched her back up and her hands were gripping the seat behind her. He continued with his tongue and slid one finger in, then two. Pushing down against her with his fingers, his mind greedily registered her deep breaths and moans. He glanced up at her to see her hand around one of her breasts and her eyes squeezed shut in passion. She squirmed against him as his pressure from his fingers fucked her and his tongue teased her clit mercilessly, quickly building her up to an intense orgasm. Her legs shook and her hips pressed up into his face as her orgasm spread and warmed her body, bringing a light flush to her cheeks. Mike was rock hard and ready to plow the fuck out of her. He didn’t notice his coworkers as they entered the garage. Anthony opened the truck door, calling back to Jack, “I swear Jack, it sounds like someone got in here. Probably a couple of teens…” Anthony’s draw dropped as Mike’s guilty face popped from around the driver’s seat. His friend was at a loss for words as he attempted to explain why he was in the back of ...

... the truck. “Uh, hey Anthony. I um… I was just…” Anthony cut him off, “Mike, do you have someone back there with you? I hear breathing.” Kelly was still aroused and the third drink from the bar had almost worn off but still had her giggly. In a bold tone, she said, “Mike, I can still see your dick poking against your jeans. Isn’t that uncomfortable? We should all take our pants off.” Mike glared back at her but Anthony was trying to peek around the driver’s seat into the back as he echoed, “We should all take our pants off?” Jack, who was standing right behind Anthony, scrunched his brows and asked, “Why are we taking our pants off?” Mike glared at Kelly, who shrugged and rubbed at his crotch over his jeans with a naughty smile. Quietly, so only he could hear, she said, “I really want to keep playing with this.” Something about the night made Kelly feel a little reckless. Sure, she’d had sex in bed, on couches, on floors, but never in a fire truck. Now that she was here, Kelly was curious to see just how far this night would go. Mike was not yet on board with Kelly’s care-free attitude. His sarcastic tone was meant to show how uncomfortable he was with the situation as he said, “What, should we let them watch?” Kelly bit her lip, giggled, and nodded. “Sure.” Anthony climbed into the driver’s seat and greeted Kelly, “Well if you aren’t the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in a fire truck.” Kelly was reaching to unzip Mike’s pants but he blocked her hand. “Kelly, do you know what ...