The Junior Firemans Girlfriend

Teenage boy's girl is left unsatisfied, leaving stepfather no choice but to stoke the fire himself.

It was an early day for me. I'd left the client's office with a task list and intended on spending the next three or four hours at home, outlining the project. Depending upon the workload, and whether or not the client really needed me to do the work on-site, I'd often cut loose early and take the work home, where I could concentrate uninterrupted for the rest of the afternoon. This started out to be one of those afternoons, but transformed quickly into a day I'd remember for the rest of my life.

As I approached the street where we lived I saw what looked like my stepson Jimmy's car turn the corner from our street and onto the main road about 75 yards ahead of me. He looked like he was in a hurry and seemed to be alone in his Jeep. Jim was a good kid, a little fast as a driver and a lot fast with the girls at his high school. Currently a junior, he'd been having sex with girls a grade ahead of him since he was a freshman, and had just the right mix of cocky attitude, good looks, good humor and flattery to charm the panties off his seemingly endless supply of fresh pussy.

I turned the wheel to enter our street, and heard the local fire department horn begin to blare. That would explain Jimmy's rush. He was a junior volunteer fireman, and his beeper probably had sounded, alerting him to the call. Driving up the hill to our house I noticed a silver BMW parked out front. I vaguely remembering seeing that car before and it came to me after a couple of seconds. Caitlin, it must be Caitlin's car. She had visited Jimmy a couple of times at our house, the last time being the previous weekend when I'd seen the car. Yes, it had a school football sticker in the window which confirmed my assumption. I figured she probably wasn't with Jimmy because then she'd be stuck at the fire until he was finished, but I wondered why she hadn't left when he did.

Ah, Caitlin. I'd spent considerable time maneuvering around the house to catch glimpses of her that past weekend. She and Jimmy had arrived about noon; they were planning on celebrating her eighteenth birthday with another couple and were waiting to hear from them. Caitlin was wearing sandals, tight khaki shorts, and a cropped t-shirt that exposed her tummy. At about 5 foot, 7 inches she stood an inch above Jim, had medium brown hair that flowed straight down to small, but perky breasts; 32A, I'd estimated. She had large, dark eyes, a cute nose, full lips, and high cheekbones. Overall, she was very attractive from the front. From the back, she was a killer.

I've always admired, no more than that, craved and lusted after, a great ass. Caitlin had a great ass. Not only was it perfectly formed, with almond-shaped cheeks that were full and round from the side, but her ass jutted, taking an abrupt turn away from her back instead of gently flowing out and away. Her jutting ass put it right out there where you couldn't miss it, regardless of what Caitlin might have been wearing, and that weekend, what she was wearing was very short and very tight. Did I mention her legs? They were as fine as her ass; sculpted, curvy, the perfect pillars to support that work of art from which they flowed on the way to her feet. I couldn't help but steal glances at her whenever she appeared. Once or twice I lingered a bit too long, and I saw here eyes fixed on mine when I'd managed to tear them away from her lower assets. Both times there was a slight smile on her face.

All of what I'd just described, and more, raced through my head as I walked the few steps from my car to the front door, and I could feel myself growing as the blood flowed to my cock. I opened the door and stepped through, letting it slam behind me.

"Jimmy?" It was Caitlin's voice I heard from upstairs. "Jimmy?"

I didn't want to startle her, so I just gave out a loud "Umm." I'd let he know I was there as I made my way up the stairs.

"So you changed your mind about the fire. You'd rather finish dealing with the one you started between my legs. I hope now that you got your rocks off you're going to fuck me until I cum this time."

Holy shit! It took about a quarter of a second for everything to fall into place. Jimmy would sometimes bring girls home for sex after school when the house was empty. They'd obviously been fucking, his pager went off, and he made sure his needs were taken care of. Once he'd gotten his, the selfish little prick made the fire a higher priority than the needs of the hot young thing lying in his bed. But, that could be Jimmy. Girls never lasted long around him. Once he'd fucked them he was through with them. Running out on a girl while his cock was still wet must have been a record, even for Jim.

I imagined Caitlin in Jimmy's room. Would she be lying on the bed, under the sheets or naked on top? Had she been masturbating when I got home? How could I get a look at that fabulous body of hers before she freaked out?

It only took a split second to concoct a plan. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the water to help cover my voice, then raised my pitch an octave to more closely match Jim's and yelled upstairs "I'm back with a surprise. Roll on your stomach and close your eyes."

A couple of seconds passed and then I heard "Jimmy?" After a slight pause, "Oh, sure. I'll be waiting."

Her voice sounded a little strained, but everything seemed ok so far. I kicked off my shoes and climbed the stairs, loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt as I went. I tossed my jacket, shirt and tie into my own bedroom and then made my way down the hall to Jimmy's room. The door was open and as soon as I walked in my breath caught in my throat.

There, lying on Jim's bed, every inch of her nude body exposed and contrasting against the black, satin sheets that Jim insisted upon, was Caitlin. Her feet were towards the door, her head turned to the left, her long hair draped over her eyes. I stood there motionless, drinking in the object of last weekend's desire. That perfect ass was as I'd imagined; no, better than I'd imagined. Standing at the foot of the bed, I could see her feet, ankles, calves, the backs of her knees, her thighs, all leading up to those two perfectly shaped mounds of ass-flesh. I looked across the room to the left where a mirror ran the width of Jim's desk and dresser. There she was in profile, that jutting ass rising like a mountain up from the small of her back. To say I was captivated is an understatement, and I'm not sure how long I would have stood there had I not noticed movement from between Caitlin's legs.

Her right arm was under her body and her hand was down between her legs. I could see the French manicure on her index and pinky fingers. Her two middle fingers were buried in her pussy and moving slowly in and out. Hearing the squishing of Caitlin's fingers working her cunt broke my reverie.

I took two steps to the bed, and lowered my hands onto Caitlin's calves, the backs of my fingernails lightly scraping against her skin. I heard a low "mmmm" from her, so I continued moving up behind her knees. I couldn't reach any further so I knelt onto the bed as my hands traveled up her thighs. When I reached the "v" between her legs I placed the palm and four fingers of each hand on an ass check, and used my thumbs to spread her cheeks open.

I was rewarded with a better view of a damp hand frigging a very moist and engorged pussy. The color was deep red, almost burgundy. A few inches above her cunt lay the puckered opening to her rectum. The ring of muscle was colored faintly brown, and it seemed to wink open and closed in rhythm with the motion of Caitlin's hand.

I didn't wait long before lowering my face to her wet cunt and placing my lips against hers. My tongue immediately joined the two fingers inside her; she moaned again and withdrew her hand. I shifted my hands from the top of her ass to below each hip and gently lifted her to place her pussy in direct alignment with my mouth. No sense in straining my neck, was there?

"Mmmm, Jimmy, that feels so good. You never ate me from behind before."

I never talk with my mouth full, and it was full of her, so I just kept on licking and probing her with my tongue. I lapped at her pussy, dragging my tongue from top to bottom, lifting her slightly each time the tip of my tongue reached her clit. I held her up and flicked my tongue around the swollen nub that protruded from its sheath. Then I wrapped my lips around it and sucked gently while continuing to flick my tongue from side to side. Caitlin pushed herself against my mouth and made strained sounds in her throat. She seemed to be enjoying herself.

I alternated attending to her pussy and clit for some time until I noticed a change in Caitlin. Her thighs tightened against my head and her already heated body she seemed to grow hotter. Her hands, which had been lying at her sides, grabbed at the sheet and pulled down forcing her down against me even more. No stranger to impending female orgasm, I moved directly to her clit and used my curled tongue to tease it gently. Three licks were all it took to put her over the edge and I learned that Caitlin was a screamer. Her cry startled me at first, but I recovered and plunged my tongue into her clasping pussy as deeply as possible. One spasm led into another and I wondered what it would feel like to have my cock in place of my tongue.

Caitlin's vocal celebration had stopped, but the relative silence was broken by the sounds of the firehouse horn, again signaling the fire. To my mind, this was good news, as it meant that Jim would not be returning soon. I'd been worried that his call might have been a false alarm, but now I was assured of at least another hour alone with Caitlin. My wife wouldn't return home from work for two hours so at least I didn't have to worry about being discovered, at least by someone other than Caitlin.

I didn't know how much longer I could fool her, so I decided to press my luck and go right at the target of my lust, Caitlin's ass. I withdrew my tongue from her pussy and replaced it with two fingers. Then I licked my way up the short distance between her cunt and her asshole. When I arrived, I softened my tongue and pressed the flat of it over and around the puckered ring. Caitlin moaned again and I glanced up and over to my left to peer into the mirror, wanting to see what I'd assumed would be an incredibly erotic sight, my face buried in Caitlin's ass. As I viewed the mirror's reflection of our prone bodies, my eyes met Caitlin's. She was looking at the same sight, and directly into my face.

"You never licked me there before," she paused briefly, "Jimmy. Like the taste of my ass, Jimmy?"

Each time she said "Jimmy" Caitlin paused for emphasis. She knew it was me, but wanted to play out as though it was still my stepson. I was golden!

Caitlin later told me that she'd known it was me from the moment I'd stepped into Jim's room. Her eyes, which I'd hoped were closed weren't, and she was peeking out from behind the fall of hair covering her eyes. As he left, Jim had told her that his stepfather sometimes came home in the middle of the day, and that she shouldn't hang around. Caitlin intended to leave as soon as she'd gotten herself off. My entrance caught her before she could finish. She also told me that a girlfriend had mentioned having incredible sex with the father of her boyfriend, thus planting the idea of fucking an older man in Caitlin's mind. When she'd caught me checking her out that past weekend, it wasn't at all unexpected nor was it a turn off. My imitation of Jimmy's voice from downstairs hadn't fooled her for more than a moment; she'd assumed it was me arriving home. While she hadn't fantasized about me specifically as a sexual partner, neither did she discount the idea. When circumstances threw us together, she decided to see what would happen.

Now that I knew the game we were playing I could be vocal as well, and responded. "I must have been a fool to have ignored you there, and I'm going to make up for lost time now, if that's ok with you?"

"Yes, Jimmy, it's perfectly alright with me if you want to kiss and lick my ass. You did such a great job eating my pussy, I wouldn't think of denying you access to whatever you wanted."

That was all the green light I needed. I continued to finger-fuck her juicy pussy and moved my other hand up to Caitlin's ass. With my index finger and thumb, I spread her cheeks apart, giving me better access to her asshole. I'd paid sufficient attention to the exterior surfaces, now it was time to go exploring within. I stiffened my tongue and pushed it past the opening and into her butt. The first taste was musky with a little tang. As I began probing her rear, Caitlin raised up a bit to give me better access. I wanted her ass at a better angle, so I pulled out of both her holes and came up onto my knees.

"Why did you stop?" came from her almost as a plea.

"I'm just getting a pillow to put under your hips" I responded. On the floor, next to a torn condom packet lay one of Jim's pillows. I picked it up and rolled it into a cylinder intending to slide it under Caitlin's hips. When I grasped her hips and gently pulled her up she rose all the way onto her knees, and then glanced into the mirror. This time I could see the side of her left breast and erect nipple. Since she was looking into the mirror, I decided it was time to shed my pants and give her the first look at the cock that would be fucking her before long. As I stared into her reflected eyes, I reached down, unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my trousers, and unzipped them. My cock was erect and throbbing, pointing straight up along my belly held in place by my jockey shorts. I pulled down on my trousers and shorts at the same time and my cock sprung out, pointing straight ahead at Caitlin.

In the mirror I watched her eyes lower to my cock as I pushed my trousers down my legs and finally, off past my feet. I spit into my right hand, grasped my cock and began stroking it for her. She watched me in the mirror as my hand, covering about half the length of the shaft, moved slowly from the base to the head. From the slit in the tip, I gathered some of the slippery pre-cum with my thumb and index finger and rubbed it around the head. Caitlin's lips parted, she looked up into my eyes, licked her lips and then looked down at my cock as I stroked myself for her.

I could have taken her right then and there; her pussy was wet, its red lips swollen and open, almost beckoning me in. All I had to do was grab her hips, line up my cock and drive it home. I thought about it briefly, but saw no sense in rushing. Now that I knew I had the time, I wanted to take full advantage of it. Her glorious ass was also pointing right at me and I wanted to get back to it. I reached around in front of her with the pillow, positioned it by her hips and pushed gently on Caitlin's back. She settled back down, the pillow supporting her hips and giving me better access to her bottom. I lay down as well, my head positioned between her legs. I took one thumb and pushed it first into Caitlin's moist folds, wetting the length of it. Then I pressed it into her ass. There was no resistance. I repeated the same action with the other thumb and then pulled them slightly apart, allowing a space between for my tongue. I was stretching her open with my thumbs as I began eating out her ass.

"Ooh, that's so dirty, Jimmy. I've never had anyone's tongue in my ass before."

I pushed into her more deeply, extending my tongue to the limit, withdrawing it, and pushing it in again. Caitlin just moaned as I tongue-fucked her ass. I figured that placing the pillow below her hips would put pressure on her pubic mound as well as giving me better access. I wanted her stimulated from both sides of her body. I intended Caitlin's earlier orgasm to be only the first, hoping I could make her cum as loudly with my cock as I had with my mouth. I decided it was time to feel the inside of her body with something longer and wider than my fingers and tongue.

With a flourish, I rapidly assaulted her anus with my tongue, pushing its full length into her while stretching her wide with both thumbs. From experience, I knew that she was now sufficiently prepared to take my cock in her ass. Before fucking her ass, I would fuck her pussy. I thought briefly of Jimmy, rushing out to a fire after only the briefest of encounters with this beauty. Ah, youth, they have no idea what they're missing.

I reached up and stroked Caitlin's back, scratching my nails along her spine from her neck to her ass. Then I grabbed her hips pushing her down gently while I slowly slid my body up along hers. I reached out with my tongue and laved the crack of her ass, the roll of firm flesh leading down to her spine, then up her spine, and lastly, the base of her neck. Then I buried my face in her hair and reached down to position my cock at her mouth of her pussy. I'd had a vasectomy, so there was no chance of a pregnancy. I knew I had a clean bill of health and I couldn't bear to have a condom insulating my flesh from the teenage treasures that waited. As I kissed her ear I whispered gently "Don't worry, I can't get you pregnant and I'm safe to be with." I'm not sure if she would have stopped me from entering her in any case, but I wanted her as relaxed as possible in any case.

I rubbed the head of my cock around her moist lips, wetting it with the mixture of my pre-cum and her fluids. Then I shifted forward and slowly sunk into her. There was little friction, as wet as she was but, boy, was she was tight. I had no idea how big Jimmy was, but he certainly hadn't stretched her open much. When all seven inches were embedded in Caitlin I rested against her, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy around my cock.

Caitlin's body lay beneath me, my pelvis joined to hers, her ass against my belly, her back against my stomach and chest. Her flawless white skin felt so soft; I imagined it might have been easy to spend a whole day tending to each and every inch of her body. But this was not the day. I pushed down against the mattress with my forearms and lifted an inch or two away from Caitlin's back. At the same time I lifted my hips, using my knees for leverage. My cock withdrew from her a couple of inches. Now I began sliding inside her, feeling the contour of her cunt. She was still tight around me, and I could feel the ridge behind the head of my cock as it pushed and pulled her sensitive inner flesh.

At first, Caitlin lay still, but soon she started pushing back against me as I moved deeper into her. Her pubic mound was resting right on the firm, rolled up pillow, and I used the angle of penetration to place maximum pressure on where I guessed her g-spot might be. As I thrust forward I pressed down with my hips, hoping to add to her stimulation. We began to develop a rhythm. Caitlin's breathing became louder and I could hear the air catching in her throat. I looked at her face, turned again toward the mirror, but her eyes were squeezed shut. I imagined she was totally focused on the feel of my hard cock driving in and out of her pussy.

I had no intention of cumming inside her cunt. I was going to save that for her ass. All the same, it was tempting to think of flooding her with my jism and then eating it out of her pussy afterwards. My cock was as hard as it's ever been and her tight pussy was doing a number on my self-control. My own breathing was getting labored, and the friction against the head of my cock put me dangerously close to climax. I bit down on my lip and squeezed my ass tightly trying to stave off orgasm while continuing to fuck Caitlin close to her own orgasm.

When I saw her fingernails dig into the sheet I knew she was close. I thought a little verbal stimulation might help send her the rest of the way. "Cum for me baby. Cum with my big, hard cock in your tight pussy. Your cunt is so tight and so wet. How does it feel wrapped around my cock? I'm so hard and long inside you, I want to fuck you until you cum all over me." I guess that did it, because her screaming began once again. Earlier, I'd felt Caitlin's pussy close around my tongue, but that was nothing compared to the waves of pressure she was exerting on my cock. It was as though her cunt was a hand squeezing as tight as it could around me, so tight that it stopped me from moving inside her. That was a good thing, as I probably would have cum myself.