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When I was a firefighter Chapter 6 part 6 of 8

When I was a firefighter
Chapter 6 part 6 of 8

Cherry agreed and said, “Yeah. Let’s get naked and get a shower.” Kicking off her shoes she snickered, “There: I’m naked. Why are you still dressed?”

I laughed and continued the joke, saying, “Yeah, this is awkward.” I took off my shoes and asked, “Is that better?”

Cherry smiled and replied, “Much better.”

We held hands as we went into the bathroom to get our much-needed shower. But Cherry surprised me a little when she began running the water and put the stopper down to draw a bath instead. She looked around for a bubble bath; of course, I didn’t have any so she added a large volume of shampoo to the water and it worked ‘in a pinch’. She got in and leaned back to the far side and I got in with her, not sure where to sit. She motioned for me to sit with my back to her and, as I did, she wrapped her arms and legs around me while resting her cheek against my shoulder. I caressed her legs which were smooth as silk and rubbed her feet. I could feel her breasts pressing into my back as she breathed slowly and deeply. In no time at all, we were the only two people on Earth.

Cherry sighed, “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”

I replied, “I feel the same way about you. I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

She asked, “Do you think it’s possible that we were meant for each other—like soul mates?”

I said, “I think it’s more than just possible. I think it is more than highly likely! If you are not my soul mate, then there is no such thing. I felt instantly connected to you and that was before I ever saw you. As long as you are by my side, the rest of the world can fall apart and that will be ok because I’ll have you. ‘Soul mates,’ you ask? I say, ‘no doubt in my mind’.”

Cherry hugged me as tight as she could and for a few moments, I could not breathe. I did not mind, either. We relaxed in the hot water until it began to cool and then we soaped each other up before rinsing ourselves. We got out of the tub and dried off; Cherry wrapped a dry towel around her and took my hand, leading us to bed. She got in first with the towel still wrapped around her.

I asked, “What’s with the towel? Are you wearing it to bed?”

Cherry said, “I don’t want to make a mess: I don’t have any ‘products’ and I’m still on my cycle, remember?”

Slapping myself on the forehead I said, “Oh, shoot; that is right. Do you want me to go pick something up for you?”

She said, “Later. Right now, I have a better idea…”

Cherry opened her towel, spreading it across the bed, and motioned me to her with one finger. She was a radiant vision; her skin still damp from our bath and she blushed slightly in anticipation. Receiving her message ‘loud and clear’, I got in bed next to her and she pulled me to get on top of her. I gave her a long, gentle kiss while brushing her hair away from the side of her face; her lips were as sweet as ever.

Breaking our kiss, Cherry said smiling, “Thank you for tonight: I had a really good time.”

I said, “It didn’t go exactly as I had envisioned, but it certainly was exciting.”

She said, “I’ll have to be more careful about telling you I want to adventure with some danger mixed in!”

I agreed and said, “Sorry about your clothes getting lost…”

She corrected me, “I think the word you are looking for is ‘stolen’. But it was SO worth it! It was so exciting running around naked playing our game, to begin with, but then riding back here—knowing our clothes were stolen—was more thrilling than I could have imagined!”

I kissed Cherry again with more passion this time and my cock was lined up and ready to go someplace warm, wet, and close. But I had other plans in mind.

Recalling what she told Olivia the night before, I wanted to spend a little extra time focusing on her nipples. I moved into a crouched position so that my knees were alongside of her hips and my face was over her beautiful breasts which were already heaving in anticipation. In this position,
I could keep my cock head in contact with her while my tongue went to work on her nipples. I made slow, lazy circles with my tongue in one direction while my finger did the same on her other nipple. At random intervals, I would switch speed and direction; occasionally stopping to suck or lightly bite at her nipple before switching to the other side. Cherry ran her fingers through my hair as she hummed with pleasure. She was rocking her hips down to try and push herself onto my ready and waiting cock, but I pulled back when she did—making sure it stayed barely in contact with her.

Cherry gave a moan that sounded a mixture of passion and frustration before she hooked her feet behind me and pulled me forward. But I had anticipated her move and resisted, all without breaking my attention to her breasts.

Cherry hissed, “If you don’t put it inside of me right now, I’m going to cum before you get it in!”

Without releasing her nipple, I looked up at her and her head was vibrating as if she was freezing; clearly, desperately holding back an orgasm.
Cherry’s eyes were slammed shut and she was sucking on her lower lip forcefully. I sucked on her nipple as hard as I could while pinching the other with a pulsing pressure that mimicked a heartbeat. Cherry began to gasp in short breaths as her eyes shot open.

“I’m Cumming!” she squeaked out.

I responded, “Really?” while sitting upright.

She said, “Yeah; look!”

I looked at the point where my cockhead and Cherry’s wet pussy met and, just as she said, saw her clear fluids pulsing lightly out of her and onto me. I did a small victory dance in my head as I went back to kiss my Lover on her lips, cheeks, and neck. At the same time, I slowly pushed my cock in where we both so desperately wanted it and she groaned until my balls came to rest on her ass and my cockhead brushed her cervix. The moment her cervix felt that stimulation, her vaginal walls tightened on me and began pulsing in an attempt to milk my orgasm from me.

She said, “Oh god! I’m Cumming again!”

Cherry had one of her fists full of her red hair while the other fist was full of bed sheets. Her head was tilted back as far as she could go while I kissed her neck and continued to try and push deeper, harder. As I did, she began to make a blended sound that was an enthusiastic mixture of a moan, a hum, and a whine. Through clenched teeth, the only words she could muster were ‘Yeah!’ and ‘Yes!’ That was all the ‘cheering section’ I needed to urge me to continue on.

Just as Cherry’s second orgasm was subsiding, I could feel my own beginning to build. I began making longer and slower strokes into her. I hooked an arm under each of her knees to curl her butt up off of the bed which allowed me to penetrate even further. Cherry took the next step immediately and put her legs up over my shoulders.

The new position for us was incredible; the effect was it automatically tightened her vaginal grip on me while giving me the best possible angle for going deep. I pushed down into her and Cherry’s eyes shot open at the sensation of my cock head pushing hard on her cervix. The passion written on her face brought my orgasm before I knew it started and it was a powerful one! It was so strong, I could almost hear it power washing the entrance to her womb; if not for Cherry’s vocals, I probably would have heard it! But the instant my cum hit her, she had a third orgasm that had her squealing and thrashing under me. Cherry held on to the bed for dear life as our orgasms slowly quieted. She pulled her legs down from my shoulders and we rested in a ‘basic missionary’ position.

Cherry was completely out of breath and her body was going limp with exhaustion. She rolled to her side and I took position behind her. She whispered fragmented sentences.

“So amazing… Thank you. Can’t talk; so tired… Sleep… Love…so much,” her words trailing off to a whisper as she passed out.

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