When I was a firefighter Chapter 4 part 3 of 11

When I was a firefighter
Chapter 4 part 3 of 11

I could not take much more and ask, “What would you do to have me there right now?”

She answered without hesitation, “Anything! I would do anything to have you here right now!”

Unable to resist I said, “What if I told you that all you had to do was open your bedroom window? Would you open it?”

Not understanding what I was telling her, she answered, “I’d open it in a flash…”

I held back my laugh and said, “Then open it; open your window!”

Cherry stopped masturbating as my words began to register and could only muster, “Huh?”

I said, “Knock-knock…”

Thinking I was telling a joke, she asked the next part, “Who’s there?”

I replied, “I am.”

“I am, who?” she asked.

I said, “It’s not a joke: I’m there; I’m here!”

Cherry leaped from her bed and was at her window in an instant. She pulled the curtain back and the light from her room illuminated my face. She gasped in shock.

“ARE YOU CRAZY?! What are you DOING here?!” she asked in a whispered yell as she opened her window.

Crawling through the now-open window I said, “Yes, I’m crazy—I had to see you!”

She said, “Oh my god! We must be quiet! If my Mom wakes up…”

I shook my head and whispered, “Don’t worry: I’ll be like a mouse in church—promise!

I half expected Cherry to grab her clothes and put them on ‘just in case’ her mom woke up and busted us—at least then she could say that she had no idea I was coming over (which would have been true). But instead, she began taking my clothes off me! My shorts and boxers were around my ankles before either of us remembered that I had shoes on. I began kicking them off and Cherry got to work on stripping my shirt over my head. I still had one shoe on (and nothing else) as Cherry pulled me onto her bed on top of her. We kissed deeply like we had not seen each other in years as I attempted to kick the other shoe off. Finally succeeding, it landed on the floor with a thud and we both froze at the sudden sound. Figuring it out I said, “shoe,” and we were back at it.

Cherry’s legs wrapped tightly around me, but my cock was pinned between us, and the shaft pressed firmly into her swollen clit. I began to thrust back and forth over it to keep it stimulated and Cherry moaned into my mouth. She broke our kiss just enough to whisper, “Now—put it in me now!”

Not one to make a young lady beg, I moved back, lined myself up to her dripping-wet vagina, and pushed forward. Cherry exhaled in relief with a hushed ‘YESSSSSSS’ as my cock slid into home base. She had her arms around my back and smiled brightly as she looked into my eyes. A few hairs were running down her face; I brushed them behind her ear with one hand and traced her jawline to her chin before kissing her again. Our bodies rocked together slowly to make sure her bed didn’t make any ‘obvious sounds’ that would wake her mother.

Cherry broke our kiss and said, “You are crazy; you know that right?”

I nodded my head and said, “Crazy about you…”

She said, “Thank you for coming to see me…” Then something entered her thoughts. “OH SHIT!” she whispered.

Startled, I looked around to see no one there and asked, “What—what’s wrong?”

Cherry explained, “You can’t cum inside me!”

Thinking I understood why I asked, “Is it the fertile time of your cycle?”

She answered, “No; it’s not that—my period is only three or four days away.”

“Then what’s the problem?” I asked.

Cherry said, “It is my mom: she does the laundry. If she finds a big cum stain on the sheets, she is going to know what happened!”

I agreed with her, “Shit… What do we do?”

She said, “I do not know. I want to feel it squirt inside of me so bad!”

Suddenly I had an idea. I grabbed my shirt from the floor, folded it a few times, and placed it under her ass before resuming our position. Cherry seemed satisfied with my plan and quickly forgot about the sheets. As my cock glided back inside of her, Cherry let out a slow hiss that lasted until my balls pressed into her ass and we continued our slow, enthusiastic lovemaking. We locked eyes as we quietly made Love and I noticed how Cherry’s hair moved against her pillow with each of my snail-paced thrusts into her. Her face was positively radiant with her broad smile, and I could see her eyes sparkle—even in the darkness of her room.

I kissed my way down to Cherry’s breast to take a nipple in my mouth while gently massaging her other breast with my hand. In doing so, my cock backed out of her until just two or three inches were left inside of her. I was making short strokes in and out while licking and sucking on her nipples. In this new position and as luck would have it,

I found her G spot! I could feel the head of my dick rubbing against it with each short stroke. Cherry’s legs shot out to each side of me, putting her in a full split on her back.

She was quickly going into ecstasy and biting her lower lip in an attempt to stifle her high-pitched squeals and moans. Her incredibly tight vagina began to clamp down tighter on me and I could feel pulsing on the top side of my rock-solid cock. I knew she was having an orgasm and that brought on my own. I quickly pushed in as deep as I could go and blasted her cervix with cum from point-blank range. Cherry screamed at the sensation of a mouse being attacked by a cat before she grabbed the stuffed bear next to her, jammed it into her face, and finished her orgasmic scream into it.

Before our orgasms were even finished pulsing, Cherry whispered, “Don’t move—stay still for a minute...”

I did as she asked and she said, “Can you feel that? I feel your heartbeat inside of me!”

Vaguely aware of it, I nodded and said, “Yeah, I feel it, too.”

To be continued