From: Sandman <bd654@scn.org>
Subject: Burning Down the House - intracial,anal,dom,spank,nc (2/3)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
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The one guy who didn't participate in the gangbang was Eddie. I've had a crush on him since I was 10 years old and he was 12. You see, he's my first cousin and, in fact, pulled a lot of strings to get me into the firefighting academy. I would describe Eddie as confidently shy. He was a man (and boy) of few words, and yet he's so handsome that you're sure that he knows it. He has classic Nordic looks with long, platinum blonde hair and blue eyes. His body looks like it was chiseled out of some old Viking legend.
Our family used to spend a couple of weeks in the summertime at his father's rustic cabin. There was no running water, so the bathroom consisted of an old outhouse. By the time I was 15 I was noticing that Eddie took a lot longer to use the latrine than most of us. One day I crept onto the roof of the outhouse as he walked up to use it. As I stared down through the cracks of the roof I was rewarded with the sight of Eddie beating his meat. It was the first cock I'd ever seen, 8 or 9 inches long, and it immediately made my mouth water. I've been a real cock slut ever since. I like pricks of all shapes and sizes. Freud or someone said it's penis envy. I guess that's true. Anyway, after getting a good view of Eddie's cock and watching it spew some mysterious white goo I started fantasizing about Eddie almost every night. Eddie was nice to me but he shook off every one of my sexual advances. I don't really blame him because as a young girl I was really skinny, flat-chested and freckled all over.
I hadn't seen Eddie for over 6 years when I graduated with a liberal arts degree from college. He showed up for my party, and after I talked about how dismal my job prospects were he suggested that I become a firefighter. The rest, as they say, is history.
As I was saying, Eddie was the one guy who hadn't participated in the gangbang truckwash. I had noticed that he was watching, but I was more than a little disappointed that I didn't get to experience his fat pecker in one or more of my holes. Eddie always seemed to have a girlfriend, so I figured he was being true to her.
That first summer I was on the job was a hot and dry one. All of the station houses were kept busy. On one call we had all three of our trucks fighting a warehouse blaze around sunset. As we brought the blaze under control, another call came in from the dispatcher saying we were the closest to a small blaze that had erupted in a barn just outside of the city. They sent Eddie and me in the small truck to the farm to put out the fire. When we got there the farmer was in tears as his small barn was burning. I warned him to stand clear as I dropped our hoses into his watering well and turned on the pumps to generate the water we would need to put out the blaze. Meanwhile, Eddie had ran to the barndoor and opened it to release the trapped animals inside. We went quickly to work putting the fire out on the lower level, but the blaze continued up into the loft. We propped a ladder toward the loft window and I climbed up with a hose. Eddie followed me with a manual extinguisher and eventually we put out the last spark.
Using our flashlights in the near dark, we saw that most of what had burned was hay, but part of the loft floor was scorched pretty badly, as well. I was hot and stripped off my firesuit to a sweaty T-shirt and shorts. As we looked around at the water and smoke I got the familiar feeling I get after the fire. True to my nature, I get very horny after a fire. Most times I race back to the firehouse and fuck whoever I was partners with. This time, however, alone in the barn with my sexy cousin I was having difficulty holding back my slutty feelings. I turned my back to him to get a grip on myself, but suddenly I felt his hands on my shoulders and the crotch of his pants pressing against the crack of my ass.
"Patricia, you're such a slut! Ever since we were kids I've thought so. I bet you want me to fuck you right here in this burned out barn, don't you?"
For a man of few words, Eddie sure had become chatty all of a sudden and a mindreader, as well. I tried to turn in his embrace to confront him, but he held me still by clamping one of his arms down across my abdomen with his hand clasped firmly over my cunt mound and his other arm draped across my left tit while he held my right tit in his hand. His squeezing of my cunt and tit was rather rough but the dull pain made me even more turned on.
I replied, "Eddie, you goddamn pussy tease. I've been wanting your meat for years."
"Well then eat it you hungry little cocksucker." And with that he grabbed a fistful of hair and twisted me around and down until I was on my knees facing his crotch. I quickly unzipped his pants and reached for his large, throbbing boner, but he yanked my head back and took hold of the base of his nine-incher in his hand. He then began to swat my face with his prick. It made loud smacking sounds as it whacked against the surface of my forehead, cheeks and chin. I had closed my eyes as my pussy started getting wet from this cockwhipping. He must have masturbated earlier and not washed up because his penis had the musky, delicious scent of a mixture of sweat and cum. My mouth was watering as all I could think of was putting that tasty pecker as far down my throat as I could.
He finally stopped, and I opened my eyes to look up at him. He had a horny smile on his face, and said, "Okay cuz, kiss the tip of my dick."
I obediently pursed my lips and gave the purple head of his meat some loud puckery kisses. He obviously enjoyed this, so I continued by frenching his peehole, scooping out the pre-cum that was being secreted out of his manly cock with my tongue. I paused, and looked up at him, saying, "Your prick is wonderful Eddie. You have no idea how long I've dreamt of cramming it in - unghhh..."
"Hey Red! Your mouth is made for sucking not talking," and he had pushed his pecker right into my mouth as I was speaking. I didn't miss a beat, though. I started licking and sucking my handsome cousin's cock all over. When I was sure that I had licked off all of the dried-on cum and sweat that was still lingering on the skin of his cock and balls, I pushed my mouth and throat down over the entire length of his throbbing boner. He enjoyed this immensely, and started rocking his cock back and forth down my throat. He would pull almost all of the way out of my mouth and then push forward until his balls slammed against my chin. I love deep throating a delicious, hard penis like Eddie's. One of my early lovers was patient enough to let me perfect my technique. Men have loved my blowjobs ever since.
I kept squeezing Eddie's balls hoping that he would spray his incestuous spunk down my throat. But just as he was about to blow, he abruptly pulled out of my mouth. As I groaned in disappointment, he pulled off his shirt and pants and collapsed down on top of me. The burnt, hardwood floor of the barn loft dug cruelly into my back and well padded butt, but I didn't care. Feeling his muscled chest push down on my hard nipples and squishy tits was enough for me to ignore all pain. He pushed his dick straight on into my wet pussy. It was a snug fit and I enjoyed working my pussy muscles around the outer skin of his pecker. He stopped suddenly and looked at me seriously.
"Shit! I forgot to put on a rubber. Are you using birth control?"
"Yeah, I'm on the pill," I replied.
"Whew! I don't think it would be a good idea for us to be making babies considering how closely related we are," he said.
The thought of my cousin's sperm swimming up toward the eggs in my ovaries sent me into overdrive. I got so horny I started bucking against his cock. He took up the charge and started fucking me hard, as well. As we were groaning and moaning and fucking, a small blaze re-ignited within some of the surrounding straw. We both kept on pumping one another as we watched the blaze grow. Eddie was gonna stop, but I clamped my legs around his back and screamed, "Keep fucking me cuz! You have to put out my fire first."
He grinned at me like an evil co-conspirator and started pumping me harder than ever. I started screaming and yelling above the crackles of the fire. There was still a little bit of remaining straw around three sides of the loft. The area where I was receiving a wonderful screwing, though, was bare of any straw. Since the straw was kinda wet, it took awhile for it all to ignite but eventually the flames were flying high almost all of the way around us. Since we were low on the floor, the smoke didn't affect us.
I went into a long orgasm and some pretty slutty dialogue. "Fuck me you incestuous bastard! Fuck the fire within me. Squirt your goo on my inner flames."
Eddie was working hard and was sweating profusely, but he managed to hold back a huge load. When he did come, I felt jet after jet of his creamy pecker sauce shoot deep inside of my vagina. I grew dizzy and silent as I laid back and enjoyed this wonderful moment. Eddie, however, rolled off of me in one swift motion and had the manual extinguisher in his hands spraying at the fire while on his knees. The way he was going at it, he looked like the James Bond of firefighting. His still-erect prick swung back and forth as he fought the blaze. Strings of cum flew from the head of his dick in every direction.
In less than a minute he had the fire out, but at the same time we heard a voice ascending the ladder. A few seconds later, Connor bounded up into the loft with his own extinguisher. The lieutenant had obviously sent him to check on our progress. He took one look at us and started laughing his guts out. I rushed into Eddie's arms as he absently dropped his extinguisher. As we nakedly kissed and clung to one another, Connor informed us that the farmer down below was worried about us being up here when the fire re-started.
Eddie broke off from my kiss and slapped me on the ass, saying, "I had to put out the fire in Trish's cunt before I could finish off the barn."
Our newest recruit, Jolene, came onto the scene a couple of weeks ago. I'd only had a few bisexual thoughts before, but one look at Jo and my mouth started watering. She was a mix of hispanic and african blood. Her long dark curly hair framed a beautiful face with large lips and dark eyes. She stood a couple of inches shorter than I and she was quite a bit thinner, but her hips flared seductively and her legs were long and curvaceous. I enjoyed more than one peek at her naked form as we shared the women's dormitory room.
Manuel was assigned most of the task of training her, and he pushed her pretty hard. On one occasion when fighting a set-up fire she turned on him and angrily said something to him in spanish. Later that night she confessed to me that she swore at him, but she wasn't sure whether he understood spanish so she thought she'd gotten away with it.
"What did you say to him?" I asked.
"I told him he was a little pricked weasel," she replied.
I laughed and said, "You really shouldn't have said that Jo. First, I know for a fact that he doesn't have a little dick. Second, I can assure you that he understands spanish. And, finally, he will pay you back."
We both laughed, and from that time on I knew I was gonna make my first chick. It was only a matter of time.
That night I woke to the sounds of a creaking cot. Manuel had Jolene on her hands and knees and was plugging away at her asshole from behind. She was whimpering as he vehemently swore at her in a whisper. I climbed out of bed (with no clothes on, of course) to get a better view. Manuel turned towards me with a wide grin on his face.
After watching the action for some time, I eventually crawled beneath Jo and positioned my face beneath Manny's cock which was pistoning in and out of Jo's tight rectum. I kissed and licked Manny's balls as they passed over my mouth. I reached up and touched Jolene's cunt and it was gushing plenty of pussy juice. I dug my fingers between her labia until I found her clitoris. As I started rubbing on her love button she let out a long wail. Manny clamped his hand over her mouth and whispered, "Shut the fuck up you dark little whore. You're gonna wake the entire house."
Soon after this, Manuel reached orgasm and flooded his cock cream into Jo's tight asshole. Jo had buried her face in a pillow and had absorbed an orgasm, herself. Her pussy was in full flow, at the time, and I caught a little bit of her tangy/sweet love juice into my mouth. I was incredibly turned on when Manny pulled out of her butt and demanded that she clean up his cock with her mouth. Afterwards, he got off the bed and with a parting shot said, "Next time you might check out the facts before dissin' the length of a guy's tool."
I watched Manny leave the room, and then pushed my way under Jolene's covers to hug her face-to-face. I asked, "Are you alright Jo?"
She smiled through her tears and said, "Yeah, I'm okay. I've just never been anally fucked before, so I'm pretty sore. I guess I had that coming."
I replied, "No you didn't. Manny raped you, girl. I love Manuel but he has no right to come barging in here." As I said this I traced a finger across her anus.
She continued to smile and changed the subject, "You've done most of these guys haven't you?"
"All of 'em, as a matter of fact ... 'cept the Lieutenant, he's married."
"What are they like? Are they good guys?"
"If you mean, are they good in the sack, I'd have to say yes."
"So, you continue to fuck all of them, all of the time?"
"Well let's just say, sugar, that there's no shortage of meat around here for a horny girl."
She smiled and said, "I liked you, Trish, as soon as I saw you on the first day."
"Really?"
"Yeah sure! Thanks for touching me when Manny was pounding me. Do you like girls, too?"
"Well I really haven't had any experience up until tonite."
Jolene pulled me into a long kiss, and I didn't put up any resistance to this cute, young thing. Her lips and tongue were far sweeter than any man's. We explored one another's mouths for a long time before she broke it off and moved down to my boobs. She gently kneaded my large mammaries as she flicked her talented tongue across my achingly stiff nipples. I let out a long sigh, as she said, "You have wonderful tits, Trish. I wish I had tits as big as these."
I reached down and grabbed Jo's beautifully upturned breasts and replied, "Oh, darlin' you have nothing to be envious of. Your tits may be smaller but they are such ripe tender treats upon this gorgeous body of yours."
This compliment seemed to light up her face, even in the dark, and she proceeded to move down to my snatch. She expertly started licking my puss, but I interrupted her and said, "Swing that cute little butt of yours over here to my face. I'll clean as much of Manny's cum out of your bunghole as I can."
She wasted no time planting her butt crack down upon my face. The combination of smells of her pussy, her ass, and Manny's cum almost overpowered me for a moment. Once I regained my senses I started attacking her puckered little anus with my tongue. Her asshole loosened in response and it wasn't too difficult to scoop the bulk of Manuel's cum out. Of course, the taste of his jizz was very familiar to me, but adding in the smells and tastes of Jolene's asshole was quite a new elixir for me. I immediately went into orgasm, as Jo's tongue was working overtime. She had penetrated my cunt with two fingers and my anus with her thumb. Her tongue flicked crazily over my clit, cunt lips and asshole. When I let loose of my orgasm, I'm sure that I flooded her face with my own juices.
I collapsed back against the bed in exhaustion. After cleaning up my vagina and her face she turned around and crawled into my embrace. We slept the remaining part of the night together until the morning alarm rang. We awoke in one another's arms and kissed for a couple of minutes before hitting our private shower. Since that morning, showering has always been a great part of my day as we routinely shower together.
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