6 comments/ 87310 views/ 7 favorites Daisy's on Fire By: BallParkRat Why did it have to be firemen? My wife Daisy and I were in Vegas for a long weekend, some time to get away from the rigors of my life as an investment advisor. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining… I make a ton of money to tell people what to do. Anyway, Daisy and I had booked a room at the Venetian, our favorite hotel on the strip. After relaxing for a couple of hours we went downstairs for a nice dinner. Daisy was wearing a black, spaghetti strap dress that hugged her magnificent curves. She stands only 5’1, but has beautiful 32C’s that look fake but are very real. She’s petite, weighing only 98 pounds and she has the tightest little ass I’ve ever had my hands on. As we passed through the hotel on the way to the restaurant, Daisy perked up as she noticed a club that had a sign at the entrance: CLOSED FOR PRIVATE PARTY – FIREFIGHTERS OF SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. She looked at the sign, then back at me with a sly smile on her face. “You think we could get in?” she asked. “Dunno. We can try, I guess.” Now I had no particular reason to hang out with a bunch of firefighters, but Daisy had this “thing” for them. She had dated several before we met and married three years ago. I figured, what the hell? It might be kind of fun to watch her flirting with a bunch of guys. After dinner she went upstairs to change into something more appropriate for a club and I played a few hands of blackjack while I waited. About a half hour passed and since Daisy hadn’t shown up, I wandered back over to the club. There she was, talking to a guy that stood about 6’4 and in fantastic shape. His snug jeans and tight white shirt left no doubt that he and the gym were good friends. Daisy looked amazing. She was in her tiny little black leather skirt with knee length boots. Her flat stomach was showing beneath a white tube top and it was either really cold where she was standing or she was getting aroused. She was flirting shamelessly. I walked up and introduced myself, shaking the “Greek god’s” hand. He introduced himself as Jim and he seemed pleasant enough. Turns out we graduated from the same college and we hit it off immediately. With his escort, we passed by the red rope and into the club. Daisy was in heaven. There were probably 100 firemen in the place, with 20 or so women scattered about. It was still early and I was hoping that more ladies would show up, so I’d at least have something to look at. Jim ushered us over to his table where we met his buddy Dave. He was a blond version of Jim and although I’m in good shape, I was beginning to feel a bit inadequate. After a couple of drinks and good conversation, Daisy and I hit the dance floor. She can dance. I can hold my own, but she’s unreal. After a couple of minutes on the crowded floor, she was grinding against me and working her tight little body. She turned her back to me and bent at the waist, grinding her ass against the growing lump in my pants. My hands were on her hips and I realized that she wasn’t wearing anything under her skirt. I was immediately hard as a rock. I was seriously considering lifting up the skirt, dropping my pants and doing her right on the floor when I saw Jim dancing in front of her and moving our way. She had her head down and was flinging it from side to side as he approached. She must have seen him approach, because when he got close enough, she reached out with one hand and grabbed him by the waist of his pants, pulling him closer. As he moved in, she began to straighten up, sliding her hands up his stomach and across his chest. She was now snugly sandwiched between the two of us, her tiny frame forcing her tits against his stomach. As erotic as this was, staring at Jim while my wife was grinding against us wasn’t doing much for me. I grabbed a handful of her ass, squeezed, and then walked back to the table. From my seat I could see that she was now giving him the same treatment she was giving me, bent at the waist with her ass against his crotch. He bent over slightly, running his hands up the back of her legs and tugging up on her skirt. It slid up her ass briefly before she straighted up, tugging it back down as she did. It was now clear to Jim, too, that Daisy wore nothing beneath her little skirt. They both came back to the table and I could see that Daisy was flushed and VERY turned on. “Baby, do you want to go upstairs?” she nearly pleaded with me. “Why, what do you need”, I asked, taking my turn to tease her. She pulled my ear down to her, whispering “I need a good fuck.” I grabbed her hand and said goodnight to Jim and Dave, telling them we were turning in for the night. Jim said he’d walk up with us, since he had a seminar to attend early in the morning. The three of us headed for the elevator. We popped into the elevator and Jim and I both reached for the 43 button. He mentioned that he had recently won Fireman of the Year and part of his reward was a huge suite on the 43rd floor. As the elevator rose, Daisy leaned back against me, facing Jim. My hands went to her bare waist and I began to rub them against her stomach. She threw her head back and moaned at my touch, closing her eyes. Jim raised his eyebrows as he watched her little show. I moved my hands up and cupped her tits, feeling her nipples get hard immediately. There was no hiding them in that little tube top and she again let out a little moan. Jim moved his hand down to the bulge in his jeans as he watched my little vixen enjoy herself. Daisy put her arms up over her head, wrapping them back around my neck as I continued to fondle her perfect tits. I hooked my fingers into the top of her tube top and began to pull it down, just as the elevator hit our floor. Jim looked a little disappointed as we left the car for our room. It turned out that Jim was in the suite next to ours. We said our good byes; me with a handshake and Jim leaned over and gave Daisy a big hug and a quick kiss on the lips. We went into our room and I went straight for the shower, wanting to wash the smoke off my body. When I came out, wrapped only in a towel, Daisy was naked and brushed past me on the way to the shower. While she was showering, I hit the mini-bar and poured myself a drink. I then heard a knock at the door that joined Jim’s room to ours. I opened it and he put another drink in my hand, thanking me for the show in the elevator. He turned and walked back to his room, sitting in a leather chair in the middle of the “living room” of his suite. I noticed that he too was in just a towel and I had to take a second and admire his body. This guy was in incredible shape. I leaned against the doorway of the two rooms and we talked for a few minutes before I heard the shower turn off. Next thing I knew, Daisy was standing next to me, wearing one of my dress shirts. “What are you boys chatting about?” she asked, leaning her back against me and facing Jim. “Oh, you know, the usual,” I responded. “We were actually talking about how sexy you are,” Jim noted, though we weren’t. “Oh yeah?” she questioned. “What were you saying?” I brushed her hair aside and kissed her on her neck. I wanted to get her back into our room and I knew that kissing her on one of her most sensitive areas would hasten things. “I was telling John how great your tits looked tonight,” Jim responded, catching me off guard. “What, these?” Daisy asked, cupping her tits through the white button up shirt. I ran my tongue up her neck and nibbled on her ear. She moaned. “Yeah, those. And you have a killer little ass.” Jim was pushing his luck. I glanced up at him, his legs now spread a bit, the white towel still snug below his rock hard abs. Daisy turned to me, pushing her tongue in my mouth as she reached up with her arms around my neck. She had to really reach to do that and I knew that the shirt she was wearing had now come up and was allowing Jim to see her naked ass. “Oh yeah, that’s nice, baby,” he said. “Thanks, cutie,” she responded, turning back around to face him. She pushed her ass against me and she could tell that I was rock hard. “John likes it when men check me out, don’t you honey?” What was I supposed to say? She had me so hard that I stopped thinking completely. I moved my hands to the top button of the shirt and unbuttoned it, then the next. “See, I told you he likes to show me off,” Daisy noted. I worked my way down until the shirt was completely unbuttoned and hanging loosely open. “God I’m thirsty,” Daisy said and she walked away from me towards Jim dropping the shirt as she went. His drink was sitting on the back of his chair and Daisy walked over to him, parted his legs, moved between them and reached for the drink that was over his head. I admired her beautiful ass and her naked body as she reached over him, her left breast within inches of his mouth and she grabbed the drink. She took a big sip and then moved over to the bar. “Fuck baby, you’re driving me crazy,” Jim said as she moved away from him. I realized how crazy when he undid his towel, revealing a hard 8” cock. Daisy’s back was to him as he wrapped his fist around it and started stroking it. She turned and got the smoky look in her eyes that always means she needs to fuck. She moved over to him and got on her knees between his legs. She put one hand on his thigh as he stroked his cock in front of her. Her other hand went immediately between her legs. “God, look at that mouth. I bet you know how to use that little mouth, don’t you baby?” Daisy licked her lips, entranced by the cock in front of her. “Yeah, that’s a little cocksucker mouth. I bet you love to suck cock, don’t you baby?” Daisy only nodded. From across the room I was shocked and thrilled at the same time. I wanted to be angry with her and tell her to end it now, but my throbbing dick was saying otherwise. I removed my own towel and began to stroke my modest 7”er. I could see her hand moving quickly against her clit and I could see how wet she was from behind her. She then reached up and put her wet fingers into Jim’s mouth. He greedily sucked on her tiny fingers. She then slid them down his chest, across his 6-pack abs and grabbed the wrist that was stroking his cock. She pulled his hand away from his dick and put it on his thigh. From across the room I could see it throb against his stomach and I could see a drop of pre-cum on its tip. Daisy looked over at me, licking her lips again. She looked down at my hand moving up and down my dick and then looked back to Jim. She looked into his eyes and stuck out her tongue, just a bit and placed it at the base of his cock. She slowly slid it up his shaft until it rested against the tip of the head. She paused for a second and then opened her mouth and took the head inside. I knew she was treating him to her swirling tongue technique. She then let it slide from her mouth and she got up. She smiled at him and walked over to me, dropping to her knees and repeating her little tongue trick with my thick cock. She popped me out of her mouth and pushed me over to the couch. I was now facing him with Daisy on her knees in front of me. She started sucking me again, sliding her pretty little mouth up and down my hard cock. She was on all fours, her ass facing Jim. She was totally focused on my cock… sliding up and down, her little hand wrapped around the shaft. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her work. A few moments later, she stopped for a second, and then started again, more feverishly. I opened my eyes to see Jim kneeling behind her. The tips of his fingers ran up the back of her thighs… across her ass… pulling her tight cheeks apart. He moved them up her back, his fingers lightly brushing her skin. When her reached to grab her tits his cock slid beneath her and rubbed against her swollen clit. She moaned over my dick. She slid one of her hands down and grabbed the head of his cock and began to rub it back and forth against her clit. “Oh, yeah… that’s it baby… use my cock,” he whispered into her ear. Daisy pulled her mouth off of me long enough to moan again. “God you have a beautiful cock, Jim” she half moaned. He played with her tits for a few minutes before pulling back. When he did, his cock came back into view. It was dripping wet. “Oh baby, you got my cock so wet. Fuck, your pussy is dripping,” he managed to say as he grasped the thick shaft and began to stroke it again. “I bet that’s a tight little pussy too. So fucking hot and tight.” Daisy spread her legs wider apart and lifted her ass just a bit, showing him her clean-shaven pussy. “Oh fuck, that’s nice, baby.” She started moving her ass back and forth. Jim stroked his cock, closing his eyes. When he did, I couldn’t help but openly stare. Seeing him stroke himself only inches from my baby’s tight little pussy was overwhelming. Then Daisy moved her ass back, just a bit. But enough. The tip of his cock came into contact with her hot pussy and he stopped stroking it. Daisy froze. Nobody moved for what seemed like minutes. Then I moved. I put my hands on Daisy’s shoulders and slowly, slightly pushed her backwards. The tip of Jim’s cock parted her lips and entered her. To be continued… Daisy's on Fire Ch. 02 I appreciate any and all feedback, in as much detail as possible. Let me know if you want the continuation of the weekend... ************************** ... Her mouth froze, her lips wrapped around the head of my cock. She looked up at me, asking? Pleading? Begging? The thick head of his dick slid further inside her and she moaned, sending a wonderful vibrating sensation up my shaft. Jim began to fuck her with just the first few inches of the tip of his cock, teasing her, while she tried to focus on me. I couldn't see the actual penetration, but I could see part of his shaft ever time he moved back away from her and I found it incredibly exciting. I leaned over next to her ear and began to whisper to her, as I had done many times in the past. "Oh god baby, does his cock feel good?" She couldn't answer, but made eye contact that told me everything I needed to know. "His cock looks so good fucking you, so wet. You look really hot with him. I want you to show him how good you are." That was all the prodding she needed. She slowly slide her beautiful lips off my cock, stopping at the tip to lavish it with her tongue and turned, pushing Jim down onto the ground. Hey laid on his back, his cock snapping up against his hard abs and Daisy slowly began to crawl on all fours between his legs, licking and nibbling her way up his thighs. The view for me was amazing. All I could see was her tight little ass and her dripping wet pussy crawling away from me. I moved to the side to get a better view just as she ran her tongue from his inner thigh and up the entire length of his shaft, her eyes focused on his. She stopped briefly and planed a soft, gentle kiss on the tip of his dick and then began working her way up his 6-pack. She stayed on his stomach for quite a while, enjoying the ridges and bulges that it had to offer. His hands slid through her hair and began to lightly squeeze her tits. I just sat, transfixed, my hand moving slowly up and down my cock, slowly enough to keep me from exploding all over both of them. She moved further up, her lips sliding along his neck before their mouths met and they began a deep kiss. His hand moved down her body, cupping her ass and he pushed her down slightly, her clit coming in contact with his cock. She started grinding her hips into him and I could hear her begin to moan. I'm not sure if it was the friction or the situation, but she came suddenly, her body shaking, and she threw her head back. Jim's lips went immediately to her neck and he lavished her with kisses, licks and nibbles. It took her close to a minute to calm herself enough to get back to business. She moved up slightly and then slid back down, his cock easily sliding into her. She then put her hands on his chest and pushed herself upright. Her chest was flushed and she looked so beautiful. She then began to ride him, changing her tempo every few seconds. Sliding up and down, feeling all of him pass between her swollen lips. I moved over to her and started sucking on her tits and she leaned back, supporting herself with her arms. I looked down and could see everything. Her legs spread, his cock appearing, disappearing, then coming back into sight as she rode him. She was building up again and she began to move her hands across her stomach then her fingers found her clit and she began to apply pressure exactly where she needed it. Something took a hold of me then and I began to lick my way down her body, finally pushing her hand out of the way and putting my tongue on her clit. She immediately grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her and I licked her just how she likes it. I was so focused on getting her to cum again that I forgot all about Jim and his cock being so close. I was brought back to reality when he cried out that he was cumming. I pulled my head back, just as she reached down, pulling his cock from her and he exploded across her tits. She continued to stroke him until he was completely spent and soft. She then slid her finger across her nipple, capturing just a drop of his juice, and she slid it into her mouth. I was still rock hard, just watching. She then leaned over him, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and said, "Thanks. Now I have something to take care of." She hopped off him, grabbed me by my cock and pulled me back into our room, slowly closing the door behind her. "Now," she said, "Why don't I tell you all about what was going through my head and how great that felt. Would you like that, baby?" I could only nod. "Oh, and please figure out somewhere to go tomorrow night. I have this great outfit I think the boys will love."