by Alexa Aaby
The two men mounted the back of the ladder truck, and they all rolled out onto Main Street, headed for the restaurant. As soon as they were out of eyeshot, Hannah began pacing the concrete floor.
“Hey, are you all right?” asked the remaining female firefighter.
“I’m fine, Fran. It just worries me to think of everyone in such a dangerous set of circumstances.”
“Hannah, this is our job. It’s what we do. You’re a civilian, so I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”
“I can’t wait here while the two men I care about the most in the world are out there putting their lives on the line. I’ve got to go,” Hannah said, walking toward her car.
“Hey, wait a minute. What are you doing?” Fran asked.
Without bothering to answer her, Hannah got to her car and pulled off.
* * * *
Arriving on the scene of the four-alarm blaze, Hannah parked her car a block away from the inferno and then proceeded to the corner of Main and Parker Streets. She arrived just in time to see both Chance and Luke entering the front of the establishment.
Minutes felt like hours to Hannah. While she stood on the sidewalk across the street from the fire, a crowd started to gather, obstructing her view. No longer afforded a clear shot of the building, Hannah became anxious and even more nervous. A few moments later, there was a cracking sound. Seconds after that, a portion of the restaurant’s roof came crashing down to the ground.
“Oh my God!” Hannah screamed, impulsively crossing the street, running toward the debris.
Without thinking, she ran past the police and firefighters and entered the front entrance. Flames were everywhere. The walls of the eatery were on fire and ashes floated through the air. Holding her hand to her mouth, it became difficult to breathe. She ran across the main floor and headed toward the kitchen. Her mind was disoriented, and as she desperately searched the building, she became so depleted of oxygen, she almost fainted. Her lungs filled with smoke, and a burning sensation penetrated the sensitive tissue lining them, but still, she continued on. In the distance, she heard someone calling out her name.
“Hannah, what the hell are you doing here? You’ve got to get out before it’s too late!”
From the other side of the restaurant, she saw a man running through a thick cloud of black smoke toward her. Coughing and gagging, she fell to the floor. The intense heat stung her exposed skin. Seconds later, she felt her body being lifted up and cradled. She was being carried back to the restaurant’s main entrance in a hurry. A piece of dangling roof struck the man carrying her, and they both tumbled to the floor.
She heard someone else yell, “Come on, man, we’ve got to get outta here!”
Once again, in the midst of peril, Hannah felt herself being carried toward the building’s entrance. She didn’t want to leave. She had to locate Chance and Luke.
“No, I can’t leave. Let me go. I’ve got to find them,” she uttered before passing out.
“We’re right here, angel,” Chance whispered to her.
“She’s really out of it. Get her to the ambulance,” Luke said.
Regaining consciousness, Hannah opened her eyes. She was wearing an oxygen mask and was being attended to by an EMT. The woman, who was checking her blood pressure, looked kind and caring. Seconds later, she spotted Chance running toward the ambulance after speaking to Chief Jacobs. His shoulder was bandaged because of the injury he sustained as he carried Hannah from the burning building.
“Thanks, Betty, I owe you one,” Chance said.
“No you don’t. This is my job. It’s what I do. She’ll be fine as long as she doesn’t go foolishly running headfirst into anymore burning buildings,” the woman said before removing the mask from Hannah’s face and then leaving to speak with her coworker.
“Jacobs just reamed me and Luke out. What in the hell did you think you were doing? Hannah, are you OK?” Chance asked. His face was covered in soot. He coughed several times.
“I thought you were trapped in there. I thought…wait, where is Luke?” she asked desperately.
“I’m right here,” Luke answered, walking up to them from around the other side of the truck. His forehead was bandaged.
Chance was pissed. “Answer me, Hannah. What in the hell did you think you were doing?”
“I don’t know. I saw you two go in there. I saw the roof collapse. I thought—”
“No you didn’t. You weren’t thinking at all. You could have gone in there and gotten yourself killed!”
“Don’t yell at her, Chance,” Luke said, “she just reacted—”
“I don’t give a damn about that,” he replied. Grasping her shoulders, looking into her eyes, he said, “Listen to me, Hannah. That was a stupid move.”
Getting to her feet, she said, “I’m sorry, Chance. I was worried about you and Luke. I saw you both go in there, and I thought you were trapped.”
“And what were you going to do, Hannah? Save us? You’re so cute. Come here,” Luke said, pulling her away from Chance’s embrace, hugging her tightly.
“What are we going to do with you?” Chance questioned. “I can’t fuckin’ believe this. We’ll talk about this later. Would you please go back to your car? We’ll meet you at the station.”
“I’m sorry,” she repeated.
“The chief’s not going to like this, but I’m driving her car back to the station. She’s in no condition to be behind the wheel. We’ll meet you there,” Luke told Chance.
Walking off toward her car with Luke, Hannah knew she was in it up to her neck. She was convinced Chance was going do his best to ream her out. It was just a matter of time.
Chapter Ten
“Have you lost your mind? Don’t you ever do that again!” Chance yelled, shaking his finger at Hannah.
Those were the first words he had spoken to her since they arrived to his house. After she and Luke returned to the firehouse, she didn’t try to engage Chance in conversation. She knew how angry he was. At least Luke allowed her some relief by talking to her about the incident without attempting to bite her head off.
“It was the dumbest move you could have possibly made. I thought you were smarter than that!” Chance hollered.
Sitting across from him at the kitchen table, she shifted uncomfortably atop the tan microfiber cushion of the chair.
“Please stop yelling at me. I was only concerned for your safety,” she said.
“I can’t begin to explain how angry I am with you right now, but I’ll stop yelling. I guess I’m still pumped up from battling those flames.”
Not knowing how to leave well enough alone, she asked, “What if something had happened to the both of you? What was I supposed to do?”
Running his hands through his freshly washed hair, he said, “You would have moved on, Hannah. We’re firefighters. It’s our job to run headfirst into dangerous situations. You know that.”
“How am I supposed to move on? I couldn’t do that. It would kill me if something happened to you and Luke. I understand that you’re angry with me, but I couldn’t help myself.”
“And I understand that you care, but you’ve been a bad girl, Hannah. Your transgression cannot go unanswered. You’ve got to learn to listen to what we tell you, so we’re going to try this again,” Chance told her.
“Hey, what’s going on?” Luke asked, entering the room wearing nothing but a dark blue towel around his lower half. His dark hair was still wet from his shower.
“She’s got to learn to listen, to do what we say,” Chance said.
“I can’t argue that point.” Walking over to the kitchen island, he glared at Hannah. “You know he’s right. I came to your defense out there on the street, but you could have been gravely injured or killed. We can’t have that…”
“I know, but—”
“But nothing, you disobeyed,” Luke said. “You’ve got to accept your punishment.”
Looking from Luke back to Chance, she asked, “What kind of punishment? What
are you two talking about?”
“We thought you understood us when we said that we love you. You belong to us, Hannah. You’ve got to listen, and if you refuse to do so, you’ll have to be taught how,” Chance said, walking around the table to face her.
Before Hannah could respond, Chance wrapped his large left hand into her long, dark mane and pulled her head back. “You belong to us, understand?”
When she failed to answer him, he tightened his grip on her hair. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes, I understand,” she replied, gritting her teeth.
Smiling down at her, he continued, “So when you’re bad, it’s our job to discipline you, to show you the error of your ways.”
Using his right hand to unzip his jeans, he reached down inside of them and pulled out his cock. “You wanna be a bad girl? Well, we’re gonna show you how. Open your mouth, bad girl, and suck my big dick. Suck it until I come all over your sweet, pretty face.”
Hannah did as he asked. She opened her mouth and allowed the head of his cock inside. She began sucking on it, swirling her tongue around the tip.
“Mmm, now that’s what I’m talkin’ about. Every bad girl needs a big dick to suck on when she refuses to listen to her master. I’m gonna teach you to listen even if I have to shove my prick into every one of your tight little holes.”
“I heard that,” Luke commented, playing with his dick beneath the towel. “She’s a bad little twat. She deserves to be punished. Suck his dick, you bad girl. Suck it hard.”
“Oh, she’s gonna suck it all right,” Chance said, sliding his jeans off of his ass.
Hannah grabbed both of his cheeks and began pumping his torso, thrusting his prick in and out of her mouth, forcing it to become rock hard.
“I want some of that—I want a blowjob, too,” Luke said, walking over to join Hannah and Chance, dropping the towel to the floor. “My dick is aching to come.”
The next thing Hannah knew, she had Chance’s cock in her right hand and Luke’s dick in her left hand. They were both so big and rigid. She took turns licking and sucking on one while she stroked the other, over and over until their helmets dripped with pre-seminal fluid.
Her cunt started to throb under her tight pink miniskirt. Wearing no panties at the time, she thought her pussy juice would soak through to the seat cushion.
“Ooh yeah, that feels good, baby. Suck on my dick head. Lick my pre-cum,” Chance instructed.
“I like that,” Luke commented. “Suck on both our dicks at the same time.”
“You heard him. Do it, Hannah. Shove both of our cocks in your mouth.”
Obliging them, Hannah stuffed as much of their shafts into her mouth as she could. It felt good having both of their dicks in her mouth at the same time. She wanted to finger her cunt, but she knew she had to wait. She had disobeyed. It was her job to pleasure them, to beg for their forgiveness by making them come like they had never come before.
Pulling up her white cotton T-shirt, the two men squeezed her big, firm tits and pulled on her nipples, flicking their fingers against her nubs, making them aroused and super hard.
“Shit! Suck it, you bad girl. Oh, my dick is so fuckin’ hard. I want to shoot my load all over your face!” Luke hollered just before he lubed her lips and left cheek with his creamy cum.
Chance started to tremble. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Stick out your tongue, Hannah. I want to come on your tongue!”
Hannah stuck out her tongue still covered in Luke’s cum, licking the sensitive V under Chance’s swollen, fleshy helmet, forcing him to spew his semen into her mouth. Both he and Luke watched her lap up the last remaining drops of jizz from their cockheads.
“Damn! You are so smoking’ hot, girl! I want more,” Chance said.
“Me, too,” Luke added. “Let’s get her upstairs,” he said, picking her up, tossing her across his shoulder.
Hannah felt her head hit the top of a large, fluffy pillow on top of Chance’s king-sized bed. Their large hands stripped her naked and explored her body, caressing her thighs, messaging her breasts, fingering her clit.
“You’ve been a really bad girl, Hannah. It’s gonna take a lot of effort on your part to make things right again,” Luke said.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked, her breaths starting to quicken.
“We want you to lie here and let us fuck you into unconsciousness. That’s your punishment for disobeying us,” Chance said, wrapping two black scarves around her wrists and securing them to the headboard.
Luke was busy eating her juicy pussy, flicking his tongue against her engorged clit. Hannah squirmed beneath his stimulating touch. When she bent her legs, spreading them open even wider, he slipped his middle finger into her anus, and continued licking her wet cunt.
The combination of him tonguing her pussy and massaging her asshole with his finger seemed almost too much for her to handle. He brought her to the brink of an orgasm.
But Chance was not going to leave even a single stone unturned. He squeezed her breasts together and ran his tongue across her hard nipples, sending acute sexual spasms from her head to her toes.
“You’re eating my pussy like a starving beast, Luke. Oh, lick my clit! Don’t stop fingering my ass,” Hannah moaned.
“He’s gonna make you come real good, Hannah. Come for us, baby,” Chance said.
“Your pussy tastes so good, it’s so delicious, Hannah. I’m gonna make you come so hard and so long, you’re going to scream,” Luke promised.
Seconds later, Hannah felt her pelvic area explode in delightful, intense pleasure, and just as Luke told her, she did indeed scream. Her clitoris vibrated uncontrollably as he continued to suck on her pussy until she writhed in sexual release.
Nestled between the two of them, Hannah panted wildly, her clit and asshole still reeling from the aftershock Luke had just sent surging through her body.
Like the Southern gentlemen they both were, they allowed her several minutes to recover.
After Chance untied her hands, she couldn’t help but use them to find her way back to their cocks. She wanted them hard again. She wanted them inside of her at the same time.
“What is it with you, girl? You just can’t get enough,” Chance said.
“That’s good, because I know I can’t,” Luke commented.
Hannah was ready for more. “I want you both to fuck me together. I want two cocks, not just one,” she said, licking her lips, climbing on top of Chance.
“Are you sure you want that again?” Chance asked.
“Since you both can’t seem to get enough of my love, I want you to show me how much you desire me,” Hannah said.
“Oh, don’t worry, pretty baby, we’re going to show you how deep our love for you really is,” Luke replied.
Hannah knew she was about to get the fucking of her life. She had secretly fantasized about it since the night they both mounted her together. Was she really ready for it again? Was she about to get more than she had bargained for?
Chapter Eleven
Grinding her wet pussy on top of Chance’s soft dick caused his long, thick cock to become hard again. Sliding herself along the length of it made her clit begin to swell with anticipation. Her pleasure was prolonged by Chance’s tongue lovingly licking her hard nipples, bathing them in his saliva.
Not to be left out of the party, Luke, who had been watching the sex play, stroked his big prick until it was stiff and ready to penetrate the sweet, tight inside of her ass. He was hooked on Hannah’s love. She was right about his desire. The more he fucked her the more he wanted.
“Hannah, are you sure you’re all right with this?” Chance questioned. “I mean, Luke and I are pretty well hung. Don’t get me wrong, we love fucking the shit out of you, but we don’t want to hurt you.”
She leaned forward, kissing him, sliding her tongue across his lips. “Like the two of you, I can’t get enough. I’m so happy. I feel so complete when both of your cocks are in me. I wish I could have them in
me all the time. It feels so good when you make me come really hard. I can handle whatever you two can throw my way.”
Luke began to massage her shoulders, sliding his hands down her back to her smooth bottom. “I love fuckin’ your ass, Hannah. It’s so tight. Every stroke I give, it pushes back on my shaft, making me even harder. I just can’t get enough.”
As Chance fingered her engorged clit, she said, “Well, if you love it so much, what are you waiting for? I want your big prick shoved in my ass. I want you to fuck my tight, little cunt with your thick cock. Fill me up, baby, if you can.”
“Is that a challenge?” Luke asked. “Don’t do that, Hannah.”
“Be careful, Hannah, he never backs down from a challenge,” Chance told her.
“Yeah, well, I’m ready for whatever he lays on me. Get to it, Luke. I want you to fuck me in the ass. Fuck it like you’ve never fucked it before,” she replied.
Luke felt his dick begin to throb from the anticipation of entering her rear end again. “I’m going to cram my dick so far up your ass that when you come, you’re going to squeeze every drop of cum from my shaft.”
“Do it, baby. Fill my tight ass with your massive, hot cock. Fuck me. Fuck me hard,” Hannah begged.
Neither of the two men could wait any longer. Chance took hold of his dick, and Hannah slid her pussy down to its base, pressing his balls against his lap. She leaned forward again, exposing her round buttocks to Luke. A second later, he was spreading her cheeks open, squirting lube down the crack of her ass, and then pressing the fat tip of his helmet to her pink, puckered rim. Applying pressure at the opening, his head pushed its way into her anus, inch by inch, until his pelvis rested against her soft cheeks.
“Oh, God!” she screamed. “I can’t do this!”
“You asked for it,” Luke said in a strained voice, her snatch tightly squeezing his manhood. “It’s too late now. We’ve got to finish this.”
“He’s right, Hannah. Your pussy is so good. I can’t stop until I come,” Chance explained. “We’re gonna fill you with our love. When we’re done with you, you’re gonna have cum dripping from your mouth, pussy, and your sweet, tight ass.”