It was early spring; James and I were enjoying the warm weather and cleaning up the yard. James was burning some old trees that had fallen in the back yard. I watched two of our cats, Ninja and Tabasco, playing in the tall grass, chasing one another and the butterflies that graced us with their beauty. Rocky, my tiger stripped tabby was laying at my feet enjoying the heat on his back. Othello, the black Persian looked like a ball of yarn with his long hair covering his face. Princess, our dachshund was arching her long body over the tall grass, trying to catch up with the cats. At times she all but disappeared. All of this was viewed from my post on the hammock.
A neighbor stopped by and said hello to James. He, of course, welcomed this interruption being someone who enjoys company and loves to talk. They met at the fence and were really just shooting the breeze.
I was lost in my book and paid little attention to their conversation. The animals seemed to be enjoying this weather so I had nothing to distract me from the novel that I had almost finished.
Sometime, while my mind was on another land, ashes from James' flames escaped the bounds of his pyre and caught a corner of the house on fire.
"Call the fire department!" came his cry that pulled me back to reality. "The house is on fire! Call the fire department!"
I ran inside and called 911. "We have a fire!" I cried.
"Where is the fire ma'am?" the lady on the other end asked calmly.
"At our house! Please send the fire trucks fast!"
"Stay on the line, ma'am; please try to stay calm. We've dispatched the trucks to your house, and they should be there shortly. I need to get some information.
I tried to stay calm, but not knowing the extent of the fire I had no idea how long it would be until I would be engulfed in flames.
The trucks arrived in a roar of sirens and all of the neighbors clamored out of their homes to watch our bane..
There were six firemen for our little fire. It only torched the rear corner of the house for about six feet in any direction. But they managed to soak all of the carpet and both beds. And the fire didn't even make into the inside.
After the blaze was out, James remained outside talking with the firemen about how it had all started and how to prevent it from happening again. James, in his friend to everyone manner, invited them to have a beer to cool their thirst but they begged off.
"Gotta be alert you know!" one of them explained.
"Yeah, right what was I thinking," James laughed.
"Well, please feel free to come around anytime you're free and we can get to know one another and see what comes about."
I stood at the screen door watching these fit men wander around our yard. They all had arms like tree limbs and tight butts. Made me wet!
I didn't meet them all, but the ones I did meet definitely met my requirements for a playmate.
As they left they waved and smiled at me. I waved back and thanked them for their help. My pussy was moist.
"Nice guys, huh?" James smiled when he finally came inside.
"Yes, they appeared to be," I agreed.
"I told them that they were welcome here anytime. They were really impressed with you; of course, who wouldn't be. Hopefully some of them will find time to see you on a regular basis," he smiled.
"You invited them into our lives? Why did you do that?" I cried trying to sound angry, all the while creaming in my pants.
"Well, several of them commented on how beautiful you were and how they would love to be with a woman like you. They said I was a lucky man. What was I supposed to say? 'Sorry guys no one can please her but me?" He laughed sardonically.
In spite of myself, I also laughed. Then I kissed him and asked, "So when's the first one coming over?"
We didn't really set up a time. But I have names and phone numbers and even the phone number to the fire station itself. Next time I set the house on fire you can call them directly.
We laughed at that but the possibility of having a few of these studs service me really turned me on. I fantasized about having sex in the firehouse. With several of them at a time, "Mmmmm what a delight!" I spoke aloud.
"What?" James asked.
"Oh nothing just fantasizing."
He laughed and said, "Well, I guess I'm going to clean up the mess they made. Do you need anything before I go?"
Coming out of my daze of daydreams about firemen, I said, "Yeah, now I need a good licking since you've gotten me all hot talking about those sexy hunks."
"My pleasure, Mistress."
He followed me into the bedroom and by the time my shorts were off he was between my musky smelling legs. His tongue was buried deep in my smooth artichoke and he was devouring all of the delicious juices there. He paid special attention to Ms Clit; she always loves his attentions.
"Good boy, make me feel really good. I need you to tongue fuck me until I spew in your mouth. Come on baby boy; lick it good. You know where to go!
The more I taunted him the deeper his tongue explored and the harder he rubbed and sucked my rigid rosebud. The sensations were driving me wild and my legs interlaced around his back while my hips lifted off the bed trying to force his tongue deeper into my pool of lust.
Finally the lust was more than even I could endure and I shoved him off me. My body shook uncontrollably and my nipples were so hard that they hurt..
James was up on his knees, "I'm sorry Mistress if I hurt you!"
"No, you didn't hurt me, you just over stimulated me; I'm great! Really."
His little pricklett was standing as tall as it could and oozed white cum. He looked down at it then back up at me when he saw me looking at it.
"Mistress, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spit cum on you or the bed. Please forgive me. I was excited at being able to tame your passions. I promise to be more aware of my little dicks actions. Please forgive me. I'll sleep in the other room if you wish."
"Not a problem today James, I'm sure they excited you as much as they did me.."
"Yes, Ma'am, they did! Do you think they will let me play when they come over?"
"Yes, I will make sure of it, now go run me a bath and finish cleaning up the mess out there."
"Yes, Mistress!" he rolled off the bed, his little pricklett swaying in front of him as he entered the bathroom.
While I fantasized about one fireman in particular that caught my attention, I slipped my fingers into the wetness between my legs and stroked deep and hard. Thumb and index finger teased my clit again as my middle finger fucked me. I had two more eruptions before James returned to tell me my bath was ready.
I soaked while he went outside to start cleanup on the remainder of the disaster in the yard. The hot water relaxed all of my tight muscles and soon my eyelids covered my eyes as sleep overtook me.
"Mistress, wake up; you're turning into a prune!" floated through my head as I fought to return to the world. My eyelashes fluttered as I opened my eyes.
"Did you enjoy your watery nap, Mistress?"
"I must have; I don't even remember drifting off, but the warm of the water took me away. I guess it was a release from the stress of the fire." I offered James my hand to assist me out of the now cold tub.
I yawned and stretched once he placed a warm towel around me.
"I've prepared dinner; some steaks and baked potatoes with broccoli. And I added a nice Cabernet Sauvignon to wash it down with and relax you. Are you hungry?"
"Starved is more like it. I haven't eaten since this morning. By the way, I'd like to know more about those firemen while we're eating. Okay?"
"Oh yes, I can't wait to tell you about them. I know you are going to enjoy their company. And I will bask in them too. Just looking at them I could see that their dicks bulged. Not at all like my little pee-pee."
Licking my lips, "Mmmmm, sounds delicious. Did they say they would like to come here or can we play at the firehouse?"
"I think at first they would be more comfortable coming here one or two at a time. Once they get to know us better they may like to experiment at station. You could maybe slid down the pole naked," he giggled.
I laughed too, at the thought of my body being pleased by so many well-endowed men. Two and three men at a time, maybe; I like more than one. Then I can watch James clean up each and every one of them.
I was getting hot again. The dinner was delicious as was the fire in my groin. I wished that one or two of the firemen were here to tantalize me while I ate.
James told me all about the guys he had spoken with. "There's Darryl who has dark hair and green eyes. He's been on the force for three years; twenty-eight years old; single, no girlfriend. Don't know why because if I was a woman, I'd want to hang on his arm."
"I know you would like Coby; he's thirty and his shoulders are the widest part of him. Easy to laugh and not bad looking either. He's intelligent too, not just a pretty face. He has a stomach like a washboard."
"Dustin almost looks like Dustin Hoffman, but he's a bit taller. He has a great smile and laughs a lot. He's divorced, no girlfriend right now and I think he's horny as hell!"
"There were several more, but those three were the most open," James finally smiled and winked at me. "Which one would you like to enjoy first?"
"Wow, quite a selection there. But right now I think I could use someone who's horny as hell as you put it. Let's start with Dustin."
"Sounds good to me! Want me to call him tonight?"
"Yeah, that sounds good. It's been three days since I've been laid. I need a good fuck! You're tongue's just not doing it right now."
He cleaned the table then went to the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, is Dustin there? Yes, this is James; he was at my house this afternoon for a fire. Yes, I'll wait."
"Hey Dustin, this is James, do you remember me from this afternoon?"
"Good! I was wondering if you had thought about what we talked about?"
"Really? Would you be interested in getting together tonight?"
"Great, when can you get here?"
He turned to me, "Thirty minutes?"