Fireball Revelations - Sex Stories

Fireball Revelations

... before and it felt wonderful. So wonderful that it took me by surprise when the telephone in the house began ringing.

Talk about instant fear and trepidation, no one ever calls that number. Not even salespeople! It is an unlisted number and never given out. Normally, Mom and I use our mobile phones so why that phone was ringing was a real concern. With an "Oh, shit" I sprang up and darted into the house. I think I got to it on maybe the tenth or twelfth ring. It was my Mom. "I've been calling you for the last half hour, Kerri. Where were you?" Mom said.

"Sorry, Mom. I got to the phone as fast as I could. Sandy and I were laying out in the back yard." I glanced over at Sandy who had followed me into the house and was standing against my shoulder. I knew she could hear everything we were saying.

"I was calling your cellphone. Didn't you hear it? Anyway, I'm at the airport waiting on our flight. I'll be gone for three days. I'll call you from our hotel when I get there. Will you be all right while I'm gone?"

"Sure, Mom. There's plenty of food here. I'll either be here or at Sandy's house."

"Don't be making a pest of yourself. Missus Reynolds has enough trouble."

"Not to worry, Mom. I'll be good!" I felt one of Sandy's hands sliding around my waist as her left boob brushed against my arm. I glanced sideways at her with a smile as her open palm slid down to the bare right cheek of my ass. My eyes got wide as her fingers slid around to my butt crack and began ...

... rubbing the very bottom of my tailbone. Then a finger reached the top of my asshole.

"I know, sweety, I know. Oh, did that delivery ever come?"

"Ummm, ugh, yes. Its in the living room still in its box. It's heavy." I leaned forward a little against the kitchen counter and my voice gave an upward squeak as Sandy's finger covered my puckered butt hole!"

"Go ahead and open it. It's your birthday present. I'm sorry it didn't get here in time last week."

"Mom, my birthday was just last Friday, and this is Monday. It's no big deal!"

"Ok, sweety. Well, enjoy! I've got to go. I'll call you from the hotel! Bye!" And she hung up.

I put the house phone down, turned so that Sandy and I were face-to-face and boob to boob. I pulled her to me for a kiss. It quickly tuned into a deep, open mouthed, tongue twisting affair that had both of us breathing hard while reaching and squeezing as much flesh as we could reach. My hands were both wrapped around her ass cheeks while hers were exploring my hips and lower stomach and one was sliding south into my trimmed bush. She stopped when her fingertip reached the edge of my protruding aroused clit. She fingered it slightly and I cried out as my knees buckled. I was suddenly sitting on the floor with my legs spread, my pussy convulsing and gushing juice while my clit rested against the cold tile. Talk about a wake-up call! The "Ohhh!" that escaped my lips had Sandy smiling down on me. "Sorry about that!" She laughed yet sounded ...