“Fire station,” I said.
“Well, well…,” Trish said, grinning and taking a step toward me.
“Well?” I asked.
She stepped forward once more. “I’ve always wanted to see the inside of a fire station. You can say it’s on my bucket list,” she said softly, her lips barely an inch from mine. “Could you give me a personal tour?”
My cock twitched at her words. She leaned back to search my eyes. It was too easy. One mention of my job and this girl was practically falling on my dick. Usually, I liked a challenge but I had a long day so this would do. I set my now empty glass down and nodded toward the door. She downed her drink, giggled with excitement, and followed me outside.
We didn’t speak as we walked to the station. There wasn’t anything left to say. I wanted someone to screw, she wanted to fulfill a fantasy. It was a win-win.
I led her through the back door toward my sleeping quarters. The bunks were still empty, and I could hear voices coming from the common area. Everyone still on-call was hanging out, wasting time until a call came in. Lucky for me, I didn’t have to worry about anything tonight. The only thing that needed my focus was Trish’s tits and her sure-to-be-glorious pussy.
She looked around the bunk area, a sultry smile on her face. When she turned back to face me, she slid her dress to the floor in one smooth motion. She was naked beneath it, and the sight of her bare skin propelled me forward.
“Let’s get started with that personal tour. We can start with my cock,” I growled and threw her backward on my bunk.
She giggled while I stripped naked. I made sure she had a good view of my full triceps and abs, which I earned from weight training at the station. She licked her lips as I lowered my boxers to let out my cock which stood in salute in front of her naked body. I climbed on top of her. We kissed hard and fast, it was wet and sloppy, sexy in a desperate sort of way. I bit her bottom lip and moved my lips down to her perky tits. I took her nipple in my mouth, and she cried out with pleasure, louder than I expected.
I slipped my fingers between her legs, slowly gliding between her folds. Fuck. She was already soaked and ready for me. I sat up and grabbed a condom from under my pillow. I tore it open and slid it down my dick in one motion.
“Someone’s prepared,” Trish said, grinning.
“Always.” I flipped her onto her stomach, and she moaned with anticipation, already lifting her hips for me.
“Good girl. Next, I want you to show me how much you enjoy me pounding you into next week.”
I shoved myself inside of her, making her gasp and cry out. I then proceeded to fuck her hard and fast. No need to waste time by leading into it. Pent-up release was my goal, and her pleasure was just an added perk. By the way she was screaming and clinging to the bedpost, she was experiencing plenty of it.
“Oh yes!” she cried out. “Fuck me, Caleb. Fuck me!”
I knew her cries of pleasure could be heard in the common area, but I didn’t care. I slammed my cock inside of her with force while waves of pleasure rolled through me. I was close to spilling my load inside her, and I didn’t want to hold myself back. I moved faster, selfishly seeking my own release.
“Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”
She came hard and fell against the mattress. I followed suit, grunting and slapping her ass while I shot forward. My legs trembled for a second before I pulled out of her and sat back.
“That was incredible.” She giggled and rolled over. I took in the sight of her naked tits. Now that I was done with her, they did nothing for me.
“I’m not surprised,” I said.
She laughed as if I was joking.
“Thanks for that.” She sat up and kissed me, then jumped out of bed and pulled on her dress. She was gone in seconds.
***
“There he is!” Jason yelled. I ignored him and moved toward the coffee pot.
“She still in there?” Tyler asked.
“Who?” I poured myself a cup of coffee pretending not to know what he was talking about.
“Oh yes!” Jason said, imitating Trish’s voice. “Fuck me, Caleb! Fuck me!”
“We left the bunks empty for you all night,” Tyler said. “Didn’t want to interrupt round two.”
“Well you wasted a good nights’ sleep then,” I said. “She bounced about two seconds after I was done.”