The Virgin & The Firefighter

A burning desire that only a firefighter can extinguish.

I stopped brushing my hair then gazed at my reflection. Today I turned twenty-three, and I’ve never had sex. Yes, I’ve gotten and performed oral on my previous boyfriend, however, I was always fearful to go all the way. My best friend Tiana swears that I don’t know what I was missing, and in some ways I guess that she’s right.

Inhaling deeply, I put the memory of my last attempt at sex at the back of my memory and continued combing through my hair. When I was finished, I collected my phone and wallet and then darted out of the house. Closing the door, but not locking it, I then made a beeline across the lawn, straight to Tiana’s house.

As I lifted my hand to knock on the door, her father opened it with a surprised expression.

“Elizabeth, you’re home, when did you get in?”

“Oh hey, Mr. Woods, good afternoon, I got in last night. Is Tiana home?” I said smiling up at him.

“Yes, she’s in her room. Come on in. Does she know that you’re back?”

“Yes, she does.”

“That’s great. It’s good to see you again. Well, I’m off to work, I’d see you around,” he stared at me for a few seconds longer than usual, then picked up his firefighter’s work bag before closing the door.

I sprinted up the staircase, but halfway there I heard Mr. Woods calling my name.

Twirling, I walked down a few steps and answered, “Yes, Mr. Woods?”

He came up to the base of the stairs and then said, “I almost forgot to wish you a Happy Birthday sweetheart, I hope that you receive everything that you’ve always wanted.”

As I looked at him, my caramel face began to get flushed with the sexual thoughts that were making themselves known throughout my mind. I wanted to get fucked for my birthday, Mr. Woods. But I never said that out loud, how can I? So with a bright smile on my lips, I replied, “I hope so as well, Mr. Woods, have a great day.”

“Thank you, dear, see you later.”

Waving him off, I slowly walked to Tiana’s room and knocked on her door before entering.

“Come on in, I’m in the bathroom,” I heard her say.

“It’s me, girl, your father let me in,” I shouted as I closed the door with my butt.

“Okay, I’d be out in a sec,” she responded.

“Take your time, I’ll be at the window seat.”

“Okay, girl.”

I sat at her window and looked down to the driveway and saw her dad getting into his black jeep then he drove away. I had always liked Mr. Woods, but as I got older, that like turned into a major crush. When I finished high school and got accepted to a University miles away I was so certain that my feelings for him would go away, and at some point, they did, which pleased me beyond reason because he was a married man and I was not a homewrecker.

Then about three years ago, I came home for the holidays and Tiana told me with tears in her eyes that her mum had left her dad for a woman.

I know that this was a tragic moment for them and I was being a horrible person and friend but my heart did a little dance at the news.

I noticed him becoming withdrawn and gaunt. My mother always made an extra plate for both Tiana and her dad, but he never ate much of it because according to bestie, he was going through his phase.

Then a few months after the fact, he began making regular trips to the gym and slowly got his life back on track. And boy let me tell you, Daddy was looking like a buffet meal with extra hot sauce. Yum!

As I came out of my trance I heard, “Happy Birthday, bitch, what are you looking at?” she asked wrapping her cool arms around my body.

“Your father,” I confessed.

“Still crushing I see.” She kissed my cheek then came and sat on my thighs, “Look, I’m not encouraging you to do anything that you’re uncomfortable with, but he’s available and you’re single, so go for it.”

“I can’t, I wouldn’t know what to do or how to start doing anything with him, Tiana. Besides, he still thinks of me as the ten-year-old person that he met for the first time all those years ago.

“Why are you giving me the green light with him?”

“You both are my favorite people and I want to see you all happy.”

Holding my face she repeated, “Go for it!”

“I can’t Titi,” I said regretfully.

She hugged me and then said, “This is why I love you, even under pressure you always think rationally. Come on, enough with the worrying, let’s go prepare for the club, birthday girl.”

EIGHT HOURS LATER

We came home stumbling through the front door at two in the morning. Or should I say Tiana was stumbling and I was trying to help her walk straight. This girl practically drank out the bar. But we had a remarkable time. I got my first lap dance and I danced on a strippers pole!

Closing the door as silently as I could, we made our way up the stairs and into her room. I removed her clothing and covered her. Kissing her forehead I collected my things and then left her room.

As I turn away from the door, I collided with a wall.

“Ouch, Fuck,” I mumbled rubbing my aching breasts.

“Such a filthy little mouth you have, my pet,” he said gazing down at me then said, “Come with me,” as he took my hand and lead me down the hall into the TV room.

“Have a seat, and I’d be back briefly,” then he disappeared down the way that we just came from.

I’ve been in this room numerous times, but today it felt alien to me. Everything felt like I’m seeing it for the first time. Suddenly, I heard singing. Turning toward the sound, I saw Mr. Woods returning with a cake with a single-lit birthday candle on it, and he stood in front of me.

“I know that your birthday was a few hours ago, but I wanted to do this for you. Make a wish, sweetheart,” he whispered to me.

“Oh Mr. Woods, you didn’t have to,” I mumbled coyly.

“It was nothing, go on make a wish,” he said staring at me intently. Closing my eyes I did what I was told, when I opened them I gazed up at Mr. Woods and blew out the candle.

“What did you wish for?” he asked.

“I’m not supposed to say until it comes through, Mr. Woods, don’t you know how wishes work?” I asked all innocently.

“Of course, I do little one!”

He smiled deviously, then took out a lighter from his back pocket and lit back the candle. He shut his eyes for a moment, then opened them with a purpose, the candle was blown out for a second time as he peered at me. As I looked at him with questions in my eyes. It didn’t take him long to answer my wordless question.

“You see, Elizabeth, today is my birthday, do you want to know what I wished for?” he asked me dangerously low.

“Yes,” I admitted to him breathlessly.

He came closer and whispered, “I wished for you to straddle my thighs, wrap your arms around my head and hair, then kiss me with passion,” then he licked my ear.

My mouth opened for a few seconds then I felt my body shudder, “That’s some wish, Mr. Woods,” I murmured.

He looked at me and said, “Say, Zachary.”

“Zac…” that’s the furthest I got before he smashed his lips with mine. He stood me up, then he deepened the kiss.

As if we were being moved by a marionettist we began to slowly dance in small circles.

Nibbling and pulling, he sipped from my lips with so much passion that my legs began to tremble and I dipped.

“Are you alright, little one?” he asked.

Shaking my head I uttered weakly, “Yes I’m fine, just a bit flustered.”

“Do you want to stop?”

Summoning all of my confidence, I smiled at him and then said, “No, I’d rather sit on your thighs to regain my balance then begin again.”

He gave me the widest Cheshire smile possible, moved back, and sat on the chair closest to him then beckoned me over.

I lifted my dress and straddled him.

Suddenly, he stood and lifted me. As if by instinct, I wrapped my legs around his body. Then he began to walk out of the room, “Where are we going?”

“To my bedroom,” he said nonchalantly.

I took his face in my hands and said, “I’m not ready, can we stay here for a while?”

He slowly lowered me to the floor and then asked, “Am I moving too fast for you?”

“No, it’s just that I haven’t gone further than kisses and orals, and I’m a bit scared,” I admitted to him.

“Are you a virgin, Elizabeth?”

I shook my head shyly then whimpered almost inaudibly, “Yes.”

His expression became almost sinister. I believe I now knew what a mouse felt like when the cat was playing his games. The quiet Mr. Woods was gone. This person was devious and predatory. I became a bit scared and a lot turned on by what was to come. He slowly pushed my dress down to my ankles, then assisted me out of it. I stared into his eyes and licked my suddenly parched lips. My breasts were pressed up against him, as I stood before him only in my underwear.

Staring him up and down, I discovered something, “You’re wearing too much clothing, Zachary,” as I bit my lip.

“Not for what I’m about to do, Elizabeth,” he announced, grabbing my waist and turning me around.

“Put your hands on that chair,” he demanded in a dangerously deep tone. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw him peering at my ass longingly, as his breathing escalated. This behavior arouses me. I’m ready to do just about anything he asked of me. Placing both of my hands on the chair, I awaited his coming command. He walks up behind me and pressed his rigid cock against my toned backside. As his hands comes up around me, he gently grabbed my breasts kneading them as he thrust his cock onto my backside.

The outline of his hard length against my ass was driving me crazy. His fingers spread apart and took my nipples between them, tugging on the hardened flesh which caused me to intake my breath and lift my ass in the air wantonly. “Oh, that feels incredible Mr. Woods.”

He slapped my ass swiftly, then bent into my ear, and whispered, “Didn’t I ask you to call me Zachary, little one?”

“Yes,” I uttered meekly.

“Well then,” as he resumed rolling my nipples between his fingers.

“Mmmm, harder Zachary, that feels so good.”

All sense of speech left my body after that moment. What was left were only emotions. I felt myself getting wetter than I’d ever been before.

“You like that, baby?” he queried with an emotionally raw voice.

I shook my head wildly in heat.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, please.” My thong was soaked through, as I rubbed my ass against his throbbing cock, begging him to touch my pussy.

“You are so gorgeous, Elizabeth.” He mumbled as his hand slid down my body and stopped at my wide hips, while the other hand continued going around to my stomach and then lower into my thong. His fingers gently glided over and circled my awaiting clit.

“Oh God, Zachary, please stop tormenting me.” Opening my legs, I pushed myself onto his hardened cock.

“That’s it, Elizabeth, shake that ass for me, baby. Yes, just like that,” he whispered into my ear.

He used my movement as a rhythm and gently slid a finger in and out of my pussy, resulting in me convulsing in a heated manner. My body was melting onto him, and as I was about to collapse onto the floor, his fingers slide out of my panties, and I groaned with the emptiness that was left behind. Clenching my hips with both hands, he pushes onto my ass, groaning with ecstasy.

“Fuck, Elizabeth, you’re making me lose my mind.”

Without warning, he spun me around and I almost fall with the suddenness of his passionate action. I instantly grabbed him as he catches me, I clung to his shoulders breathing heavily. His mouth comes crashing down onto mine and the passionate kiss that followed set my body on fire. His hands were everywhere now while his tongue swirled in my mouth. Our enthusiasm was on the edge of an explosion. He growled and held my face, turning my head so he could deepen the kiss.

He tasted of whiskey and cigar. His flavors had me moaning into his mouth. Grabbing his butt I brought him closer to me and clenched his noticeable passion. He lost his cool then and grabbed my waist, sweeping me into his arms, hence tossing me over his shoulder.

“Oh my goodness, what are you doing, I can walk you know!”

“Shh,” slapping my ass tenderly.

As I moaned at the sensation that it caused, he chuckled and began stepping faster. He goes through a doorway and across another room. Suddenly, I felt myself free-falling, then softness as I landed on his soft bed.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him slowly pulling off his t-shirt, revealing a well-toned body, courtesy of the times that he has spent in the gym.

“Fuck, Zachary, you are glorious.” He smiled devilishly as his shorts followed by his boxers drop to the floor. I covered my eyes feigning shock, however, made sure to peek through my well-manicured fingers.

His cock was as impressive as the rest of his body. Without another word, he unhurriedly climbed onto the bed. Opening my legs he leaned in kissing my neck, licking and sucking until I’m certain that he left a mark. He sat up, then winked at me. That one playful move was his casual way of warning me that he was about to fuck me senseless.

The way that he shifted from tender to hostile had me shivering with anticipation. I bit my lower lip and gazed at him from under my eyelids. My gaze was heavy with desire. He moved to the bedside table and took out a pack of condoms. He donned it then moved forward on his knees taking off my thong, and smelt it deeply before throwing the garment over his shoulder.

“Are you ready, honey?” he inquired with compassion.

“Yes, Zachary, please don’t stop,” I responded with anticipation.

With his rigid cock in his hand, he began gliding it up and down along my puffy pussy lips until he delicately pushed the tip inside my opening. I tensed from the slight intrusive sting that I obtained.

He leaned into me and whispered, “Relax Beth, don’t tense,” he then went in for another small thrust. His cock felt so hot and stiff, “fuck,” he groaned. Sliding both of his trembling hands below my ass, he drew me nearer to him and squeezed their softness. “Relax baby, I won’t hurt you intentionally.” His cock dipped inside me just a little further than before, he then took his fingers and brought them to his mouth spitting on them a little, then he placed them between my thighs gliding his wet fingers on my swollen clit.

He rolled his fingers in a circular motion slowly at first, then faster until I was screaming from the magic that he gave to me. He maintained that gentle thrust, in and out of my pussy, however, he never pushed all of his length into me, which drove me insane. My pussy was slick as I felt him flicking my clit faster and faster until I came again, “Fuck Zachary, stop playing with me, I want your dick inside me now!”

Chuckling, he answered back, “Be patient, Elizabeth,” grabbing my legs in a fluid motion, he wrapped them around his torso, bringing me even closer to him, this movement caused his cock to slip a little further into me. He stared at me and then announced, “Now!” Then growled as his cock slammed through my barrier, burying himself to the hilt.

I screamed out from the intense pain as I began to hyperventilate, Zachary halted his movement and petted my hair trying to soothe me. “It’s okay baby, breathe, that’s it. It only going to get better from here on out.”

Smiling, I felt the pain subside. He began to move at a slow and steady pace, then picked up momentum and went quicker and harder.

“That feels so good, Zachary, don’t stop. Harder,” I begged while wiggling my hips until my body began to tremble. I got a bit light-headed from the intensity and force of the climax that he gave me.

He settled both of his hands on either side of my head as he began to roughly slam into my wet and slippery pussy. I could feel the difference in his movement now, he was about to cum!

“I’m cumming, Elizabeth,” he confessed, “Argggghh,” he thrust into me until his movement stopped, then he collapsed onto my chest, groaning into my hair. “That was amazing Beth,” he confessed, then pulled out and rolled onto his back, staring at me as I tried to catch my breath.

“Does it hurt?” he inquired in a worried voice.

“Kind of,” I admitted.

“I’m such an ass, Beth, I’m sorry but your pussy felt so good!”

“It’s okay, Zachary, I enjoyed it very much.” I leaned into him and kissed his lips. Our tongues quickly found their rhythm and began a slow dance. He gently ran his fingers through my hair and caressed my face. I stroked the muscles on his ribs and stomach feeling their strength. I slowly inched my way lower in an unhurried exploration of his body. Then my mouth found its way to his stomach, his fingers are now running through my short black hair.

Working my way down to his pelvis, I kissed each bone gaining a small gasp from him. Then I slowly dragged my tongue along the length of his hard cock. He placed one hand behind his head while the other grips his hardened member. “You have a beautiful mouth, Beth, made just for my cock,” he admitted, “Go deeper baby, you’re doing so well,” he growled.

His growl was cut short when I lift my body over him and took his entire length down my throat letting my tongue wrap around him. I slid my mouth up and down his dick until it reached the back of my throat. I played with his balls while the other hand gently twisted his nipples, one at a time.

“Oh God, yes,” he groaned as his hips rose to meet my mouth in violent thrusts. When he felt full to bursting and my mouth was slick with saliva, I took his cock out of my mouth, leaving my hand in its place to slowly stroke him.

Glancing up to him I mumbled, “I want to ride your cock, Zachary.” Moving forward I placed one leg on either side of his body, reached behind me and took his cock in my hand, and guided it into my wet and slippery pussy. He threw his head back with his eyes closed as I lower myself inch by inch onto his hard cock until he was buried inside my pussy.

Slowly I began to roll my hips onto his cock until he reached up to hold my hips and say, “Stay still,” as he began thrusting into me with a force I never dreamed was possible.

“Zachary, oh fuck, I’m going to die from your fucking, it feels so good,” I shouted as tears streamed down my face. I leaned over and held his chest for balance.

His response was, “And I love how your tight pussy latches onto my cock, Elizabeth.” I arched my back and lifts my ass off him some more until only the head of his cock was inside me. I rolled my hips teasing him. Unable to endure my torture any longer he announced in a pained voice, “Stop fucking teasing me, Elizabeth!”

Grabbing my hips he pulled me back down so that he was sheathed inside my heated cave.

The feeling of his hands on my hips as he filled me up caused an explosion of pleasure to erupt throughout my body. I let out a loud moan and dug my nails into his chest, rocking and rotating my hips in a frenzy. Our bodies seemed to fit perfectly together. Leaning forward to kiss him deeply, he took that opportunity to grab my ass and thrust into me at full speed. I whimpered at the intensity this caused, as our bodies were now clapping together like hands.

I glanced at him then said, “Come for me, Zachary,” as I began to roll my hips faster on his cock. I reached behind me to cup his already tightening balls. He thrust into me once more as his orgasmic explosion hits him at full force rocking our bodies to the point where I’m thrown forward onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and ground his cock into my pussy.

Witnessing his intense climax and hearing his groans sent me over the edge into my very own climax. I screamed as I felt as if I was losing control over my body. My pussy gripped his cock in an attempt to keep all of him inside of me, and I collapse on top of him.

We lay silently in our thoughts until I felt him kiss my forehead. I sat up and looked at him as he smiled deviously and asks, “What was your birthday wish, Elizabeth?”

I smiled at him and say, “For you to fuck me senseless, Zachary.” He stared at me and we laughed together.

“Looks like both of our wishes came through today, Elizabeth.”

I kissed his lips and wished him a Happy Birthday. He took me off his cock and turned me onto my side, spooning me as we both fell soundly asleep.

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