Igniting Her Passion

by Lainey Fox

  “It’s okay,” Crystal said quickly. “All that stuff is in the past now. So… if you don’t mind me asking, what made you decide to become a firefighter? It must be hard work- I mean, it shows.”

  “What does that mean?” he chuckled. Crystal blushed and elbowed him in the arm.

  “Well I have to be strong going up and down that pole,” he grinned.

  They had stopped walking and were now waiting outside a short, white, fence. The lawn was covered in crispy oranges and yellows. There were several pumpkins lining the small walkway, their clear plastic bodies no doubt housing electric candles. The front door was covered in garland.

  “She’s so festive,” Crystal said.

  “Hey, what do you expect? It’s a small town and Halloween is weirdly important to them. Still happy you came back for a visit?” Vance asked.

  “Ask me again when the party is over,” she said.

  Vance walked forward, his face inches away from hers. She looked up at him, unsure of what to do next.

  “Shall we?” he said, brushing past her to open the gate.

  She smiled and walked in first. Vance loved the way her hips swung back and forth; she had grown into her curves so naturally. If he wasn’t careful, his growing arousal would get the best of him.

  As Crystal reached up to knock on the door, it swung open to reveal Sasha. She was tall and slim with tanned skin and golden hair. Atop her head was a pair of cat ears. Crystal imagined she had a tail pinned to her snug black dress. She suddenly felt strange for not coming in a costume, or for coming at all. Thankfully, Vance walked up behind her and placed an arm around her waist.

  “Vance! So good to see you. And you brought a date. I assume a sacrificial lamb? It is Halloween after all.”

  “Sasha,” Vance said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “It’s good to see you. This is Crystal, she’s Petey’s sister.”

  “Oh,” Sasha said. She sounded disgusted, which started to amuse Crystal. “Well, come in. There are refreshments in the kitchen, wine and beer in the fridge. I think there might be some vodka in the freezer if you want shots or something.”

  They walked behind Sasha. Vance closed the door and Crystal became distracted by the party around her. There were dozens of people that she went to high school with, along with some of their spouses and significant others. Everyone was decked out in Halloween garb. Crystal wondered why she hadn’t dressed up as a witch or something. She figured it would be embarrassing to dress up like a garish nurse or princess. Besides, Vance seemed fine with the way she was dressed.

  His firefighter friends were all strewed about, talking to various men and women. One of them spotted Vance and walked up to him. He tightened his grip on Crystal, which sent tingles down her spine.

  “Vance my man, what are you doing here?” His friend said, giving Vance a strong slap on the shoulder. “Sasha said you weren’t coming. And you brought a date?”

  “Yeah, Dan, this is-“ Vance started before being interrupted by his date.

  “Crystal. It’s nice to meet you. You work with Vance?” She asked sweetly.

  “You bet I do, but work isn’t really what I would call it.” He winked at Vance who punched him playfully in the shoulder.

  Crystal wondered what exactly he meant by that, but said nothing. She figured he probably meant that they slept around a lot. Vance was an attractive man, she didn’t put it past him. He’d probably slept with Sasha, who was giving them the evil eye from across the room.

  “Drink?” Vance asked.

  Crystal nodded. Once Vance returned Crystal took slow sips of her beer. Dan was attractive, though not as attractive as Vance. He had electric blue eyes and short sandy blonde hair. Just like Vance he was tall and muscular; a feature she figured was probably common in firefighters. She suddenly felt strange, and placed her hand behind her back for fear of reaching out and touching him. Dan noticed her looking and smiled smugly at her. Vance ignored them. He was too busy looking at Sasha’s cattail, which dangled from her fit ass. He knew he was there with Crystal, but part of him wanted to lean out and touch her. He thought back on their sleepless nights, the freckles dotting her back. There was a tattoo of a whale on her left shoulder flank, surrounded by black-ink sea foam. Vance had bitten that very same shoulder before. Sasha had loved it, squealing with delight at his rough play.

  Vance found that he was unable to control himself. He excused himself from Dan and Crystal and headed towards the bathroom to relieve himself. Now that Crystal was all alone with Dan, she was nervous. They were virtually strangers, and she was oddly attracted to him. Low jazz music began to play from Sasha’s speakers. Crystal noticed that there were chili pepper light bulbs strung around the fireplace. She enjoyed the heated puddles they made on the floor. The fireplace wasn’t lit, but it may as well have been. The house felt warm, perhaps too warm.

  “You okay?” Dan asked.

  “Yeah, it’s just a little stuffy in here. It’s been a long time since I attended a party,” she admitted. “I guess I’m kind of nervous.”

  “Don’t be. These people will probably forget you by tomorrow. The one’s that don’t will remember how killer you looked in that dress.” He motioned towards her figure with one hand, the other one grasping a wineglass.

  Crystal bit her lip. “I, um, came here with Vance,” she said.

  “I know,” he said. “So, care to find out where he’s hiding?” Dan grinned at her. He leaned in close and planted a kiss below her earlobe. Crystal blushed and waited for him to lead the way. He was wearing a dark red shirt and black dress pants. He reminded her of the devil, with his handsome face and witty remarks. He led her down a dark hallway with mahogany walls. There were picture frames and small paintings. Closed doors spilled golden light on the left and the right.

  Dan led her to the very end of the hall before taking a sharp left. They walked up a miniature staircase to the third floor where they were met with more closed doors. Crystal followed him to the very end. He picked the last door on the left before letting her in. The room was empty save for an enormous bed in the middle. The ceiling was covered in small hooks. A few of the hooks held bundles of fake flowers. The rest were empty, their curved silver bodies seeming to beckon to Crystal. She placed her drink on the nightstand and sat on the bed. Not sure what they were doing, she looked at Dan. He cupped her chin and kissed her jawbone ever so softly. She felt her eyes flutter before closing.

  “I’ll be right back,” he said.

  She watched him leave before throwing herself back on the bed.

  “What am I doing at this party, with all these strangers?” She asked herself.

  She wondered briefly what Vance would say about Dan’s kiss, but then also remembered they weren’t dating. There wasn’t much he could do, except act disappointed in her. She didn’t care, and she had the feeling he wouldn’t either. She sat up when she heard the turning of the doorknob. Both Vance and Dan entered. Vance locked the door behind him before he walked over to Crystal.

  “From the moment I ran into you on the sidewalk, I knew you were special. I want you to know that the only thing Dan and I want is to please you. But if at any time you feel uncomfortable, you need to tell us,” Vance instructed.

  “You locked the door,” she said. Her head felt like it was swimming, though she’d barely had any beer. Vance made her nervous.

  Vance smiled a reassuring smile. “Only because I know you would want your privacy. But you can unlock it and leave at any time. So what do you say?”

  “I say yes, though I’m not sure what it is you want from me,” she said with a sheepish grin.

  Pulling himself close to Crystal, Vance leaned in and whispered to her. “I want you, plain and simple.”

  Crystal felt her cheeks getting hot. She turned to look at the wall. Vance reached out his hands and tugged her face towards his. His lips were warm on hers, sending shockwaves through her groin. He pushed her back on the bed and began to kiss up and down her thighs. He lifte
d her dress over her hips, marveling at how smooth her skin was. Dan walked over to the nightstand and fumbled through the drawer. After a few seconds of rustling and rattling Dan produced a pair of leather handcuffs.

  “You still okay with this?” Dan asked.

  Crystal nodded her head. “Yes,” she whispered.

  “You heard the lady,” Dan said, nodding towards Vance.

  Vance motioned for Crystal to sit on her knees. He took her slender arms and ran his warm hands up and down, admiring her goose bumps. He then began to put the handcuffs around her wrists, the chain that connected them long enough to reach the ceiling. She looked up at her raised arms and the taught silver chain that was locked into the ceiling hook.

  “So that’s what they’re for,” she thought to herself.

  Dan and Vance hovered around her like hungry vultures, unsure of what to devour first. Dan surprised her by climbing on the bed and sweeping her hair away from her neck. He began to kiss her slowly, running his warm hands up and down her back. He bit her earlobes, making her cry out. Dan placed a warm hand over her mouth as he continued to touch her.

  “Quiet, pet,” Dan whispered. “We don’t want anyone else to know they’re missing out on the fun.”

  His hand over her mouth only enticed Crystal further. This was exactly what she’d always wanted, someone who would take charge around her and not be afraid to do it. Dan and Vance weren’t like all those other men she’d slept with before, who were afraid at even the mentioning of handcuffs. She loved the tightness of the restraints on her wrists, enjoyed the warmth of Dan’s breath on her ears.

  Vance was watching from the side of the bed, absent-mindedly touching himself. He loved watching Dan touch the woman he had found. Vance could tell that Crystal was enjoying herself and he knew it was a good idea he brought her here. She was loved the attention she was getting. This is how it should have been when they were together before carefree, heated; every inch of her skin should have been devoured. He was getting a second chance at ravishing her. Not many men had been that lucky.

  Dan motioned for Vance to come over to the bed. Dan then switched to Crystal’s front, slipping her dress over her legs. Vance worked from behind, massaging her ass, which was as smooth as he’d expected. She was wearing a bright red thong which seemed to glow against her dark chocolaty skin. Vance slowly peeled her thong off, loving the feeling of how wet she already was. He could tell she was trying hard not to make noise. Sasha’s house was enormous, and she didn’t mind that people slept together at her parties. Setting up her rooms as sex dens was after all her specialty.

  Dan was on his knees in front of Crystal, licking around her stomach. She was warm, her skin practically glowing from the attention. He used his tongue to lick her mound, traveling further to her wet pussy. She tasted like a mixture of sweet and salty skin, her clit swollen with the fervor of her libido. He licked her hard while Vance worked on her backside. Dan heard his friend unhooking his belt, recognized the jingling sound as his pants fell to the floor.

  From behind, Vance let his erection press into the softness of Crystal’s back. He eased himself down, cradling his length between Crystal’s soft and wet lips before pressing himself inside. It was tight at first, stimulating the tip of his penis with each millimeter he moved. He felt bolts of electricity shooting up and down his groin. Before Vance knew it, his balls hit against Crystal’s backside; signaling he was completely within her. He sighed against her back and she leaned the back of her head into his. They rocked together for a few minutes, her hands gripping the restraints.

  Crystal’s arms had begun to feel sore, but the pleasure coursing through her body soon erased all the pain. With the flurry of motion and sensations, she was having trouble focusing on who was where. Dan was wrapping his tongue around her clit, licking her bikini line, even biting parts of her stomach. Vance was pushing back and forth slowly, trying not to cum too quickly. She could feel her body tensing up at the familiar itching feeling in her clit. It spiraled out of control and seized her muscles. She convulsed between the two men who showed no signs of stopping. Crystal groaned loudly as the orgasm washed over her; but her two fire fighter men still weren’t done with her, yet.

  “Let’s switch positions,” Vance whispered into her ear.

  Dan was already ahead of his friend. He reached up and in one swift motion freed Crystal’s hands from the ceiling hook, though not from their leather restraints. She fell forward, almost crushing Dan’s chest. Vance stayed inside her as Dan moved and positioned her, moaned against her back as he thrust deeper into her. Having Vance behind her felt so much more familiar and intimate. Crystal felt her pleasure sensors spiraling out of control. She was laying on Dan’s chest, her restrained hands in his.

  “You’re so hot like this,” Dan said as he embraced Crystal, bracing her against the thrusts from behind.

  She sighed, feeling the compliment shiver its way through her ears. Now that she was face to face with Dan, she was nervous. She didn’t know him as well as Vance, and she felt vulnerable lying on top of him, pressing against him. He was looking up at her with an expression she couldn’t read. It seemed like a mixture of joy and admiration.

  Vance couldn’t hold back anymore. His thrusts became wild and deep. Crystal squeezed herself against him, nearly trapping the muscular man inside of her. Vance groaned in pleasure as Crystal’s extra stimulation pushed him over the edge. His cock tensed in a momentary pause before pulsating and depositing his hot cum deep within the moaning Crystal. Vance gasped as he pulled himself from his lover’s cunt, his penis throbbing with sensitivity. After finishing, his weight became too much to bear and Vance collapsed on the bed.

  Crystal wasn’t sure what to say to Dan. She was still half-perched on his stomach and gasping for breath.

  “And you?” she finally said coyly.

  “Oh I’m good for now. We can finish this up later,” he said with a knowing wink.

  Crystal watched Dan carefully as he undid her restraints. Once free she rubbed her wrists where they were worn raw from the leather.

  “Jesus,” Vance said lying on the bed behind Crystal. “Did you know you have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen?”

  Crystal burst out laughing. “Is that seriously the first thing you say to me after we’ve been intimate?”

  “What else should I be saying? It’s a compliment, I’m admiring your gracious curves.”

  Crystal slapped his stomach. “You’re not too bad yourself.”

  Dan rolled his eyes. “Alright love birds, ready to get back to the shindig? I’m sure Sasha’s wondering where we are by now.”

  They got dressed in silence. Crystal ditched her thong in the trash. She was too wet to wear it comfortably. She slipped her dress over herself, making sure it was tugged firmly over her backside. Reentering the party was nerve-wracking. Though no one was clear on where the trio had went, Crystal felt like they were all watching her. And though she had gone to the bathroom to check her appearance, she felt like she had all the earmarks of just having had sex.

  Dan and Vance acted like cool guys who had just scored some serious action. Their firefighter buddies went around high-fiving them as if they already knew what had happened. Crystal knew it was a guy thing. A man could always tell when another man had just had sex.

  4

  Crystal spent the remainder of the night over by the windowsill. She immersed herself in dull conversations with her friends from school. Though she was distracted, she couldn’t help but notice the way Dan kept looking at her. She would catch him looking over at her from over the rim of his beer glass. No matter where she went in the room, she could feel his eyes tearing holes in her back. Something about him made her nervous. It wasn’t like that with Vance.

  Though he had come there with Crystal, he spent most of the night talking to Sasha. She was twirling her hair around her fingers in a way that drove Crystal crazy. She wished Sasha would just disappear so she could talk to Vance.

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�Why was he over there anyway?” Crystal Pondered. “Am I not enough?”

  Suddenly it struck Crystal that those weren’t questions she should be asking. Her and Vance weren’t exactly together and they were free to see, speak to and even fuck whoever they pleased. After the party began to die down, Vance walked Crystal home. They were both stumbling slightly, their lips and hands sticky from the alcohol. Crystal’s house was close to Sasha’s but the walk back home felt like it took ages. Crystal just wanted to take off her heals and climb into bed. She was still reeling from the events of earlier. Every time she locked eyes with Vance or Dan, she could feel a tug in her groin.

  At her door, Vance didn’t ask to come in. Instead he kissed her roughly, pressing her up against the side of the house.

  “What if my brother sees?” Crystal asked.

  “He won’t,” Vance whispered dismissively.

  He began to massage her breasts, feverishly kissing the slope of her neck. After a few minutes of heavy petting, Vance kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye. Crystal watched him walk away felling horny and frustrated he was leaving her turned on. She was about to turn and enter the door when Vance turned around and called out to her.