“Let’s get naked”, I whispered naughtily to my fellow journalist, Jackie
Hugh, in the plane.
Jackie laughed and looked at me with mischief. “You want us to get arrested and make headlines
in the papers? I don’t think I’m really for that.”
I shrugged and sighed. “Flying is so boring and it’s still hours away from our destination.
I just needed something to distract me.” I popped some nuts into my mouth and continued, “Can’t
wait to wash the blood and war out of my hair, you know. It’s been so long without sex that I
want to dial 1-800-for-a good-time.”
Jackie nodded and gave me a sympathetic pat on my hand. “Me too. Six long months of covering
war torn Sierra Leone is enough to drive me into a depression. South Beach is certainly the solution.”
I closed my eyes and said, “Yes, South Beach. It always excites me to see so many gorgeous men and women
everywhere, especially at the clubs and beaches. Everyone dressed to entice and attract. Everyone wanted
sex and that suits me perfectly.”
“Take a nap and before you know it, we’re there at the beach, sipping a pina-colada and
having fun,” Jackie said with a yawn.
As soon as we landed, we headed to our hotel and slept like the dead. The very next day, we
went to the beach to tan. The weather was simply glorious.
Jackie said with a lazy smile and gestured with a tilt of her head, “Hey, check it out, those
two men over there are hot. What do you think about asking them over?”
I turned my head and looked at the direction where the beefy dark hair men were throwing a
frisbee. They sure had great bodies but weren’t the type that heat up my blood. “Nah, they’re
not my type. I like blondes like Brad Pitt and Russell Crowe.”
Jackie sat up. “Well, I think they are absolutely hot. I will go over there and talk to them.”
I nodded and watched as she sauntered over to the two men, topless. The two guys immediately
stopped playing as soon as Jackie approached them. I chuckled when I saw that they kept staring
and talking to her big boobs instead of looking at her face. Ten minutes later, one of them wrote
down something on a piece of paper and gave it to Jackie. She left them with a wave and smile,
before sauntering back to me.
“Dolly, guess what, those guys are firefighters and they invited us to watch the Firefighters’
charity strip tease show tonight,” she said with excitement, her green eyes twinkling. “The cute
one with the dimples gave me his phone number and asked me out.”
My heart leaped.
Firemen!
I adored firemen. Images of red hot fire engines, water hoses spraying, firemen trying to put
out the raging fire and heroic rescues surged through my head. During my rookie days, I had gone
to cover fire stories and watched with undisguised lust as the brave firemen fought the fire. I
have kicked myself many times that I never did fuck a fireman. Regretfully, I fucked journalists
who spent more time and interest covering news than pleasing me.
I pushed myself up quickly. “The charity show is tonight? I would love to attend. Shannon
Logan from the local TV station covered it last year, it was wild. I told myself that I’ve got
to see this year’s performance.” I turned to look at the two firemen and they waved at me. I
waved back. My head began to buzz, my nipples began to harden. “I wonder if there are any handsome
blonde firemen working at their fire hall?”
Jackie smiled and cocked her head, “Well, we shall see, won’t we?” She gestured with her finger
at the sight of my swollen nipples, “I knew you would be excited. Maybe we should invite the guys
over here and give us a fiery hot fucking.”
“And get ourselves arrested? I don’t think I can handle that kind of notoriety,” I said with
a laugh.
It was nine p.m. and a crowd of about five thousand men and women gathered outside the two
storey firehall. Thank goodness, we were smart enough to arrive two hours early and got to stand
at the front of the crowd. All the performers were firefighters and they were absolutely talented
and hilarious. First we were entertained by a black Elvis look-alike who gyrated his pelvis to the
tune of “Blue Suede Shoes”. He looked nothing like Elvis, but the crowd adored him. I guessed the
sight of that swaying mascular hips made them horny. His act was followed by two firemen in their
forties playing Madonna’s “Material Girl” on their saxophone. The crowd sang along. I was enjoying
myself but terribly impatient for the famous Firefighters striptease show to begin.
As soon as the saxophone playing firemen left the roof, six hunky firefighters in their twenties
and early thirties appeared. The women in the crowd began to cheer and applaud. I sucked in my breath
and felt a thrill all the way down to my pussy. The firefighters were tall, muscular and downright
gorgeous.
The dark hair firefighter who had asked Jackie out, took the microphone and announced, “Ladies and
gentlemen, welcome to our third annual fundraising event for the South Beach Burn Unit. We are happy
The dark hair fireman chuckled and put out his hand, asking the crowd to be quiet. “Over here, we have
Eric, Mitchell, Bruce, Beau and myself, Frankie. We are featured in this year’s Firefighters’ calendar
and the proceeds for the calendar also go to the Burn Unit. So if you like what you see, please donate
generously. Now enjoy.”
The audience applauded and cheered again. When the song by Tom Jones, “You can leave your hat on”
was played, the crowd became quiet. We watched as the six hunks swayed to the music. Frankie stepped
forward and took off his fireman’s safety hat and flung it aside. With a smile, he began to unbutton
his jacket slowly, one button at a time. The rest of the firefighters followed suit. The crowd went
wild and they gasped aloud when three of the firemen did somersaults, cartwheels and splits.
Jackie nudged me with her elbow and said, “Frankie is absolutely cute. I want to take him back to
my hotel room and fucked him.” I smiled and nodded. My eyes were glued to the blonde hair Beau, who
looked like Brad Pitt.
Oh yes, Beau. His name alone was enough to evoke the image of a very virile Adonis. All the firefighters
had fabulous hard chest that you could bounce a penny on but Beau had the sexiest body of them all.
And he got a cute tight butt too and knew how to shake it. Every movement he made was cat-like, sensual
and damn arousing. There was no doubt he would be as energetic in bed as he danced, the type of man that
I want to spend my days and nights fucking my brains out. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who liked him,
I overheard women standing around me gasping with excitement and telling each other how handsome Beau was.
By the time the song ended, the firefighters were already down to their work pants and boots. My mind
and body were humming, aching to be touched. When the next song, “You sexy thing” came on, many lusty ones
surged forward, begging to dance with the firefighters. They screamed with joy when the firefighters agreed
and helped them up to the roof. Beau leaned over the roof, pointed at me and hollered, “Want to dance?”
I stared at him. “Me?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” he winked and beckoned me with his hand.
I hesitated but Jackie pushed me forward. “You go girl. Go dance up a storm with the hunk.”
As soon as I got to the roof, Beau and his colleagues looked me up and down with appreciation. They
flashed me their brightest smile and put me between them. My heart melted at the sight of Beau up close
and personal. He was absolutely gorgeous. His eyes were aquamarine green and with thick lashes. The more
he smiled at me, the more I melted.
Some of the men in the crowd whistled and chanted, “Take it all off girls. Show us some boobies!”
The women and I on the roof laughed. We did our best to fight for our favorite firefighters’ attention
by dancing seductively. When the cheering from the men grew louder and louder, all the women and I began
to strip off our tops. Hey, why not? Afterall, it was for charity and obviously none of us were shy about
showing off our toned curvy body.
One of the women boldly paraded herself and pushed her huge breasts together, offering them to the
audience and then to the firefighters. She raised her arms above her head and shook her boobs. The men went
absolutely wild. Not to be left out, the other women and I strut back and forth proudly. We turned to the
firefighters and urged them to take off their pants. The firefighters pretended to protest but being good
sports, they stripped down to their boxers.
As the dancing grew wilder, so was my body. I simply couldn’t get enough of watching and drinking in
the sight of Beau. Like the fireworks that shot to the sky and exploded, I was so ready to orgasm. Some of
the women in the crowd also took off their tops and danced while men were drinking and getting a little rowdy.
The entire scene was very much like Mardi Gras.
Beau was watching me hungrily. I could see the bulge in his boxers growing bigger and bigger. I licked
my lips. I would love to take him in my mouth and pleasure him. Boldly, I ran my hand down his naked muscular
back. He let out a moan and whispered huskily, “Honey, you turn me on. I can’t wait to see you naked.”
His husky voice brought a delicious thrill all over my body and the ache in my wet pussy intensified. I
tossed my long blonde hair over my shoulders, and gave him a come-hither look.
“Well, Mr. Fireman, since we are both burning up, why don’t we go some place where we could cool off?”
Beau’s smile widened. “Sure thing, babe. After the show, I will take you to my place. I’ve got a whirlpool
on the roof top. We can sip champagne and explore each other.”
“Sounds great,” I said. Standing on tip-toes, I gave him a kiss on his cheek.
Suddenly loud police sirens burst into the reverie. Everyone looked down and saw two police cruisers had
driven to the side of the firehall. The cops jumped out and headed up to the roof.
“Hey man, what’s up?” Frankie asked the cops.
“Someone in the community complained of indecent exposure so we have to shut you down,” one of the burly
cops said sternly. His eyes looked at the firefighters and then at us women. Desire flickered briefly in his
brown eyes before he resumed his seriousness again.
“Look officers, we are doing a charity dance here,” Beau said with annoyance.
“We know that but you guys and those women are getting out of hand. This is a firehall not a strip club!
We have no choice but to tell you to stop.”
Beau and the other five firefighters refused to barge. So the cops turned to the crowd and told them that
the show was over. The crowd stood firm, refused to disperse. They jeered and threw empty beer cans at the cops.
The women and I were ordered to cover ourselves and leave the roof. The rest of the firefighters who were
watching below jumped on to the roof to argue.
Taking advantage of the commotion, I grabbed Beau’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
Beau initially refused, for he wanted to fight for the right to continue with the show but I dragged him
away. Emotions were running high, the crowd became very rowdy and some even urged the firefighters to beat up
the cops. My heart pounded, terrified that a fist fight might broke out and poor Beau and his colleagues would
be hauled to jail.
“Please come with me,” I pleaded.
Beau relented. “All right, just for a few minutes. I don’t want the guys to hate me for abandoning them.”
“Just tell them you were showing me around in the firehall.”
We disappeared down the other side of the roof and entered into the area where three fire trucks were stationed.
I looked at them and then at the shining brass pole. Oh boy, everything around me was so sexual - red for passion,
the pole and the fire trucks symbolized everything masculine and phallic. I grabbed hold of the pole, pretended it
was Beau’s cock and began to swing around it. I mimicked the way exotic dancers danced, slowly took off my top and
rubbed myself against the pole, swaying my body to an imaginary tune.
“Do you like what you see?” I lifted my boobs up and offered them to Beau. He watched me, absolutely mesmerized.
I was delighted when I saw him grabbing the front of his boxer and slowly rubbed himself.
Beau nodded. “Sure do. You’re one hot chick and you’re giving me a boner,” he said huskily. “All I want to do
now is to be inside you.”
I smiled. “This hot chick’s name is Dolly Spice. Why don't you touch me now?”
With two quick strides, Beau stood before me. He cupped my breasts and let out a soft moan. “You feel so good
and soft, Dolly.”
I revelled in his hot touch and the husky way he called my name. I threw my arms around his neck. His roguish
green eyes told me how much he wanted me. I wanted him too and knew our joining would be different from any other
I had experienced. Unforgettably wild and imaginative.
My eyes darted to the fire truck and back at Beau. Without a word, we scrambled up to the top of the fire truck
nearest us. We dropped to our knees and kissed passionately. My mind swirled with excitement, loving how Beau teased
my mouth with his lips, teeth and tongue. He licked my mouth hungrily before putting his tongue into my mouth. God,
he tasted wonderful and his hard body moulded so hotly against mine. He smelled so good too, a combination of the
ocean and his masculine scent. I sucked on his tongue while he played with my aching breasts.
“Suck my nipples,” I said with a purr.
Beau bent his head and showered kisses on my breasts. He lightly pinched my nipples and then bit down hard on
them. I yelped and tapped him on his shoulder. He chuckled and then sucked on my breasts like a starving man. The
sensation that he created with his tongue was electrifying.
“Oh Beau,” I said, moaning as Beau ran his hands all over my body, exploring every curves. He ran his index
finger over my narrow slit and then cupped me between my legs. I opened my legs wider and shivered with excitement
as his finger stroke me up and down. My already wet pussy became more swollen and opened up to receive Beau. I gasped
when he pushed his finger into my slippery hot passage. He twirled around, massaging the inner walls. I was ready to
fly and held on tightly to Beau, moaning lustily.
“You’re so hot and wet, my cock is hungry for you,” Beau said. With a growl, he pushed me gently down on my back
and quickly unbutton my denim shorts. He showered kisses on my belly as he tugged my white satin thong down my legs.
His tongue made a wet trail down to where my pussy laid waiting. With a smile, I spread open my legs and told him to
give me a tongue bath.
“Sure baby, I want to make you come like never before.”
His promised words made me burn for him even more. I purred like a cat when Beau flicked his tongue urgently over
my wet flesh. When he increased the pressure and the speed of his licking, I grabbed the sides of his head and moaned.
My swollen clit was on fire and my juice oozed out of me and into Beau’s mouth. He parted my labia with his tongue
and tongued me so deep that it felt like his penis fucking me. I squeezed my eyes and arched my back, drinking in the
pleasure. The pleasurable sensation grew stronger and stronger, threatening to throw me over the side of the truck. I
began to pant and felt my entire body tightening like a bow string. My pussy throbbed with such intense pleasure that
I wanted to climax right away. Beau was great, there was no doubt he had a great deal of experience in pleasuring women.
I had chosen well.
“This is too much, I can’t bear it....Oooooo.....Beau!” I cried and clung on to his blonde head.
Beau lifted his mouth away from my pussy. “Do you want me to stop?”
I shook my head. “No, no, go on.”
I spread my legs wider. Beau grinned and with his thumb, rubbed my clit faster and faster. With his middle finger,
he shoved it right into my pussy. Huge tongues of fire flared inside me, burning me. I moaned loudly as he finger fucked
me. His movement was relentless, intended to drive me over the edge. He sucked on my breasts and pushed his finger right
up and hit my pleasure spot. I cried out and felt myself thrown upwards. Waves of pleasure thundered through me, sweeping
me up like a tornado.
“Beau!” I screamed over and over and exploded. My body shook so hard that I thought my heart was going to give out on
me. With the thundering heart beat in my ears, I pulled Beau down for a deep kiss. “I want more! Don't stop giving me
pleasure!” I commanded.
Beau smiled, his lips shining with my juice and our saliva. “That euphoric look on your face is priceless. Now it’s
my turn.”
My pussy quivered at the feel of his hand caressing it again. I reached between our bodies and gropped for his cock.
Beau sat back on his feet and with a quick tug, he took off his boxer. I licked my lips at the sight of his cock pointing
at me - so huge and pink with lust. He kneed between my legs and playfully teased my pussy with the round head of his cock.
He was wet and slippery to the touch. He inched himself a little by little. I was desperate to be filled and quickly, threw
my legs up and rested them on his strong shoulders. Beau held my hip and pushed himself all the way inside me. My flesh
opened up and enveloped him.
He was huge like a stallion.
Ah, bliss.
Beau sucked in his breath. He remained still before withdrawing his cock almost to the tip of his round head and with
a groan, he thrusted back inside me, all ten throbbing inches of him. I bit my lips and moaned. The feel of his cock inside
me was like a hot rod, hard and pulsating. I could feel every raised blue veins on his shaft. He thrusted and withdrew in
a slow mesmerizing rhythm, all the time watching me. I bit my bottom lip and thrusted back, hard and hungry. The louder my
moan, the faster Beau slammed into me. My head spun.
“You want it fast and hard right?” he said, his breathing fast and shallow. He squeezed my breasts and sucked on them.
I murmured “Yes, please,” and pressed my clit against his shaft, loving the pleasure that it gave me as he moved his
cock in and out. He thrusted like a man possessed.
“You're making me lose control, I want to come right now,” he said through gritted teeth.
I laughed, loving how the pleasure was driving him wild and crazy too. With our bodies still joined, I lifted myself up.
“Not yet,” I said. I pushed him on to his back none too gently and straddled him.
“You want to ride me?”
I nodded and sank my pussy down on his shaft, absorbing him deep inside me. We moaned as I took him completely and
wholeheartedly. Yes, I liked it so much better - to be on top, to be the one who controlled the rhythm, the one who wanted
to fuck the fireman’s brain out.
“I always have the hots for firemen. Many a times, I fantasized about fucking one on top of the truck, just like this.
But this is better than my fantasy, you’re damn good at fucking,” I said breathlessly and put my finger to my clit.
“It’s my fantasy too except it’s with a beautiful woman like you,” Beau said as he thrusted his hips up and pushed
himself deep inside me. He grabbed my breasts and played with them.
The wet slapping sound of our joining aroused me further. Beau grimaced, trying his best to last. I reached behind me
and tickled his perineum, the pleasurable area between his balls and anus. He moaned and gave in. He begged me not to stop.
I kept massaging him till I felt his cock jerked and ready to blow. I sank down hard on him and clenched my muscles, milking
him one last time. Beau clutched my hips and came with full force. “Oh my God, oh, baby!” he shouted and shot his hot creamy
come into my pussy.
“Oh man, that was awesome,” he panted and threw his arm across his eyes.
I continued to ride him and he watched as my earth shattering climax blew me apart. I collapsed on top of him, breathless.
It was great and was dying to repeat our orgasmic performance again.
Sticky with our sweat and body juices, we laid in each other’s arms. We didn’t say a word, just waiting for our bodies
to come back down to earth. Suddenly, we heard music blasting outside the firehall, followed by cheers and applaud. Apparently,
the firemen had won the fight and the show continued.
I smiled. Good, that means Beau wasn’t missed and we won’t be disturbed for quite a while. I kissed Beau on his lips. “Want
to continue with our fantasy or go back to your show?”
Beau stroked the underside of my breasts and shook his head. “I think we still have to explore our fantasies further. Any
idea how to use the fire hose?”
Hmmm....fire hose - long, hard and powerful when turned-on. So like Beau’s cock.
We scrambled down the fire truck, impatient to try out new positions. Standing between the fire trucks, Beau and I played
with the hose by running it up and down our bodies. His nostrils flared and his eyes hot with lust as he watched me sandwiched
the hose between my breasts and licked the brass top. His cock quickly became engorged and ready to play. I tossed the hose
aside and dropped to my knees. I grabbed his sticky cock, stroke it lovingly before putting it into my mouth. Beau trembled
with pleasure and held my head while I sucked him. I swallowed him as deeply as I could. He moaned so loud that I felt sure
anyone standing outside the firehall could hear him. I flicked my tongue over and over his big round head and he moaned loudly.
I could feel his cock jerking and about to orgasm soon.
“Go slow, I won’t last if you keep blowing me like that,” Beau pleaded and pulled his cock out of my mouth.
I chuckled and watched as Beau picked up the water hose and turned on the water. Immediately, a huge geyser shot right up
and I squealed with delight. The water was ice cold. After a quick adjustment of the water current, Beau showered us with the
hose. The cold spray hit my breasts, turning my nipples hard like rubies. I ran my hands up and down my slippery wet body, all
the time telling him where I wanted him to touch me. With my legs spread apart, I put my fingers into my pussy. Beau watched as
my fingers disappeared and appeared. I removed them from my pussy and put them into his mouth. He sucked and licked my juicy
fingers like a popiscle. With a groan, he threw down the hose and threw me against the truck. I trembled with anticipation. He
lifted me up and wrapped my legs around him. He held his engorged cock and pushed himself deep inside me.
I shivered with pleasure. This time, he was even bigger and harder. He rubbed my lit with his thumb as he thrusted himself
in and out of me like a jackhammer. Every inch of me were vibrating and humming. As he slammed into me, I ran my hands down his
muscular back and kissed his neck.
“Keep going, this is great!” I said as I thrusted back urgently.
Like a wild stallion, Beau slammed into me, driving us over to the edge. I felt myself thrown into the vortex of a wild fire.
“Yes, yes!” I screamed. Our climax came violently, rocking us to our very core. Utterly spent, we rested our heads on each other’s
shoulders and clung tightly to each other. If it weren’t for the fire truck to support us, we would have slided down to the wet
concrete floor. I giggled and kissed his cheek.
“Come home with me,” Beau whispered.
I nodded. “Will you dress up in your uniform for me and stoke my fire?”
“Sure thing babe,” Beau said with a grin and put his semi-engorged cock into my hand. “And if you want to come back tomorrow
and play with my fire engine, I’ll be ready for you.”
