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Subject: {ASSM} Fire Below (lesbian, FF) (Katherine T.)
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{ASSM} Fire Below (lesbian, FF) (Katherine T.)
The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not
an adult is hereby warned to go away.
All comments to the author will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at katherinet_@hotmail.com
A repository of erotic fiction by Katherine T. can be found at
the following URL: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Katherine_T
Author's note: I wrote this story some years ago under another
pseudonym. I've made some changes and I'm now posting the new
version for the first time on ASSM.
Fire Below
by Katherine T.
Corey has a wife. Every day when Corey comes home from the
firehouse, Corey finds her wife waiting for her. Luanne is from
Tennessee, a leggy blonde with waves of hair flowing over her
shoulders. Luanne works in the cosmetics department of a downtown
department store, and she likes to talk about nail polish,
perfume, mascara, lipstick, and makeup, which sometimes drives
Corey crazy. She also smokes, which drives Corey even more crazy
because not only does Corey not smoke but she's a firewoman and
she treats every cigarette as a potential incendiary device.
Luanne knows all of this. She loves Corey so much she's willing
to change every other thing about herself, but she can't stop
smoking and she can't stop talking about her job. Besides, she
can tell Corey doesn't mind too much when she talks, she can tell
by the way Corey watches her, looks at her, by the way Corey's
eyes move over her body. Since Luanne likes to be looked at by
Corey, she makes sure that every day when Corey comes home from
the firehouse she's pretty enough to have Corey's attention,
pretty enough so that Corey won't be bothered too much by the
cigarette smoke or the talk about cosmetics.
It's now seven o'clock in the evening, and Luanne is lying
on the bed on her belly and Corey is lying on top of her. Corey
has just tumbled her on the bed. They're both still dressed, but
Luanne's dress has slid up her thighs and she can feel the rough
denim of Corey's 501's rubbing against her ass.
All right, Luanne says. What's your game?
You've been waving your butt at me since I got home.
Luanne smiles into the pillow. What do you want?
What do you think?
Never mind dinner, Luanne knows she's going to give Corey
what Corey wants. Whatever Corey wants.
Let me get undressed, Luanne says.
Corey releases her and they both rise. Corey starts to
undress her, but Luanne pouts and turns away. No, I'll do it. She
sits down on the opposite end of the bed and she starts to pull
her dress over her head. She knows how to handle Corey. She's
getting turned on now, turned on by the play. She gives Corey a
sly look as she slides her dress over her head to reveal her new
lace bra that shows her nipples.
That's new, Corey says.
Do you like it?
Stand up and let me see.
Luanne stands. She poses. She pulls her shoulders back to
make her breasts more prominent. She runs her fingers over the
lace cups of the bra.
You're a hot bitch, Corey says.
Luanne pulls one bra cup down to get a breast exposed.
Oh, I love that, Corey says.
Luanne smiles and covers the breast again.
Suddenly Corey is on her knees in front of Luanne, her
tongue striking Luanne's flesh like a hot iron, teasing her
knees. Hot. Luanne feels her cunt go soft as Corey's tongue
caresses the inside of her leg. Corey is so good. Corey knows
everything. Corey's head moves back and forth, her tongue kissing
the inside of Luanne's right thigh and then the inside of her
left thigh, and the inside of Luanne's cunt begins to bubble. She
can feel it. Corey's hands reach up to find Luanne's breasts,
clamp her nipples with knowing fingers. Luanne's cunt aches for
Corey's tongue to enter it. She could come right now if Corey did
that. She gently lifts Corey's head from her belly.
Eat me, Luanne says, as she lies back on the bed with her
legs dangling over the edge. I'm on fire, she says.
Corey's tongue is an electric iron. Wherever her tongue
touches, a shock of heat runs through Luanne's flesh. Corey's
tongue moves straight up the center of Luanne's belly like a hot
iron, right between her nipples. Then she's over Luanne, leaning
down, and Luanne feels Corey's tongue running over her ear lobes.
Corey traces a pattern along Luanne's neck, then over her lips
and nose and eyes, sucking and swirling down to her breasts still
covered by the new lace bra, then all the way down to her belly
again and on to the insides of her legs. Luanne thinks her
clitoris will explode if Corey touches it, her cunt go up in
flames if Corey gets inside her, but she wants the licking and
kissing of her body to go on and on.
Don't go inside, Luanne groans. Not yet. Just go all around
it.
Fire below.
Luanne knows she can come, and it would be wonderful even if
Corey never went inside. Corey is a master. Luanne closes her
eyes, feels Corey's body slide down on hers. Corey's lips
sprinkle Luanne's breasts with tender kisses, then gently nibble
at the tips of her breasts. Corey's tongue moves faster and
faster around one nipple, and Luanne feels her cunt literally
open and close, twitch in hunger for Corey's fingers as Corey
draws a nipple into her mouth and kneads it slowly with her lips.
Corey sucks the nipple, pulling half of Luanne's breast into her
mouth, pressing it between her tongue and her upper palate. She
moves from this breast to that breast, and Luanne feels her
nipples getting even more stiff, more erect from the exquisite
sensations. Corey's lips are so wonderful, all hot and wet,
feeling so good on her breasts. She continues sucking Luanne's
nipples, gently sucking, nibbling at the points, opening her
mouth, moving her mouth slowly all over Luanne's breasts.
Luanne's hands clutch at Corey's head. Corey's lips are driving
Luanne crazy. Corey is so good. She really knows how to get a
woman worked up. Her tongue moves in slow circles, round and
round each breast before she stuffs her mouth with it.
Luanne moans. I can't stand it. Touch me. Touch me. Keep
sucking my tits, but touch me!
Fire below.
She feels Corey's fingers moving down. stroking her belly,
her cunt aching now for Corey's fingers, her legs twitching, her
ass writhing. She wants to scream with joy as Corey's fingers get
closer and closer.
Please, Luanne says. Now.
Corey lifts Luanne's legs gently up onto the bed, and then
Corey's head comes down and Luanne feels Corey's mouth all over
her cunt.
Suck me. Suck my cunt.
She spreads her legs like a wide open clam, showing herself
to Corey, showing everything. Corey continues kneading Luanne's
nipples with her fingers as she lowers her face to Luanne's wet
pussy.
Luanne cries out, moans, as Corey sinks her teeth into the
puffy outer lips. Corey's tongue licks quickly up and down. She
finds Luanne's clit and she begins flicking the tip of her tongue
lightly along the shaft, around it, then down away from it to
gather the sap welling in the opening of Luanne's vagina, then
back to the clit again, fastening her lips around it briefly,
teasing it, releasing it, sucking it again.
Luanne feels as though her cunt is turning inside out. She
wants Corey to stop. She doesn't want Corey to stop. She moans
and writhes as Corey eats her. She can't last much longer, not
much longer. Finally, she clamps her thighs around Corey's
cheeks.
I'm coming. I'm coming.
Corey's fingers get inside. Two fingers. Three fingers. Her
little finger pushing into Luanne's ass. She pumps Luanne, her
mouth on Luanne's clit, Luanne bucking her hips upward, her cunt
gushing a river of juice on Corey's face.
Luanne groans. I can't stop. Take it. Take all of it.
Fire below. Corey the firewoman knows all about fires.
end
All comments to the author will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at katherinet_@hotmail.com
A repository of erotic fiction by Katherine T. can be found at
the following URL: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Katherine_T
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