A Life-Changing Night - Sex Stories

A Life-Changing Night

... her head back and moaning as her pussy clamped hard around my dick. “Keep going,” she panted, and I did, pounding into her furiously until I felt the waves of euphoria flood through me as I came deep inside her. We stayed there a moment, my forehead against hers, both of us trying to breathe evenly. “It’s cold in here,” she said, finally. I smirked at her. “I never noticed.” We straightened out our clothes, checked that we’d left no evidence and then she pressed the safety release handle, pulled open the freezer door and my heart instantly dropped because I knew something wasn’t right. Whenever you opened the freezer door, you would feel this kind of whoosh! as the air from outside came in. That night, when Katie opened the door, the whoosh! was crazy. For a couple of seconds, we just stood there blinking because we didn’t know what was happening. We couldn’t see the wall opposite because there was some sort of grey mist accumulating in the air. I could hear a loud crackling sound and for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what it was. Katie and I headed tentatively out of the freezer. I could see from her face that she was just as confused as I was. The shadows of flames were flickering on the far wall, like a candle flickers and when we turned the corner back into the main section of the kitchen, everything became clear. All I could see was this huge mass of flames and I automatically felt guilty, thinking somehow they’d started due to my absence. But they weren’t near ...

... the ovens or the gas plates. I couldn’t understand where they’d come from. It was like a bonfire. The sound of it throbbed in my ears and the heat was everywhere. I could feel myself sweating and I was trying to think of what I could use to pour water on it but there was nothing big enough. I knew there was a fire hose between two of the restaurants further down but I felt stunned. I couldn’t stop staring at the huge flames. Katie grabbed my arm. “We’ve gotta get out!” she said, and she was pulling me through the clouds of smoke. Common sense finally seemed to snap into place. “You go,” I said. “I’ll phone security.” She hesitated and I went to the front of the shop, which was empty of people, reached for the phone and stabbed in the number. There was no answer. I punched in 911 and waited. Katie stood anxiously, reluctant to leave without me. “Just go!” I said. “I’ll be out in a minute.” I watched her head for the exit, and the ringing tone on the phone kept going. I slammed it down and ran out of the shop, going towards where I knew the fire hose was located. I’d walked down that hallway maybe a thousand times, but that night everything was different. It seemed like a different building. I was running and then all of a sudden four security guys appeared from the casino, guys I’d seen before but wasn’t known to. “Is there a fire hose cabinet in this area?” one of them asked breathlessly. “Right by Primo’s.” They set off in the direction and I followed. The cabinet was in a ...