A First Time for Everything

I'm back. This is my attempt to return to writing on Literotica. I had 7 separate stories sent back for being AI generated which was some kinda bullshit. I've had to shift the way I write to slightly simpler sentences. In this one I didn't even let spell check touch it, so pardon the inevitable error. If this one gets sent back, well you won't be reading this, but I will stop bothering with trying to get through the AI detector.

This story is admittedly a little outlandish, but I like to think it could be possible. Hopefully we can continue the story of Kerri and Laura together. I've got some great ideas coming, but hey, I'm open to suggestions too.

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The Skyline Firehouse

Inside, laughter echoes from the lounge. Outside, in the garage, the Type 1 Pumper gleamed in the late afternoon light, freshly polished, proud, and waiting.

Laura and Kerri stood just outside the garage, peeking through the door, spying Laura's older brother and the other firefighters on his crew watching the Florida/Georgia game on TV. Only a short hall separated the TV room from the door into the garage.

They moved like whispers between the shadows of the trucks; past the ambulance and the rescue engine, to the Pumper. They shared a glance that said everything: mischief, affection, and the thrill of doing something beautifully reckless.

"I think we might be trespassing," Laura whispered. "There's no way we're going to be able to get away with this and get it off the list." She scanned the garage, blue eyes piercing the orange light of sunset, expecting at any moment that someone would catch them. Meanwhile, Kerri's eyes rolled, and a grinning smile played across her lips. "Who? Who's going to stop us? Those guys are too busy with the game." She waved a dismissive hand toward the garage door, just as a muffled cheer filtered through. "It's like this place is nearly ours when they're so preoccupied."

Laura gave a feisty laugh. "Bitch, you're a rebel." She stepped in and brushed her hands along Kerri's wrist, reaching to steady herself on the fire truck's polished surface.

Kerri instinctively tightened her fingers around Laura's wrist, tracing slow patterns across the delicate skin with her thumb. "You're no innocent either," she countered, dropping her voice to a low, seductive tone. She locked her gaze in to Laura's, each second passing thickened the tension between them.

Laura was almost panting with anticipation and a combination of nerves. Biting her bottom lip, and with a sense of uncertainty as she looked away from the intense connection. "I didn't mean anything by it," she stammered barely above a whisper.

Kerri's grip tightened and pulled Laura closer until they were inches apart. "Stop pretending you don't want it too," she said firmly and with a sudden hint of dominance.

The smaller girl knew Kerri was right. Laura leaned against the truck admiring Kerri with thoughts of mischief. Kerri's shining black hair led down to her curvy figure flattered by tight jeans and a loose tank top. She loved the way this top fell away from Kerri's breasts to hang loosely in front of her belly. Like Laura could just reach under it and slide her hands up to them.

Just as she was about to reach out and do exactly that, Kerri teased, "Come on. You're not scared of a little fun, are you?" She leaned away from the railing as her words hung in the air with that seductive edge that made Laura's pulse quicken.

Laura returned with a smirk, her confidence coming up in response to Kerri's lead. While secretly her heart hammered against her ribs, she bluffed, "Scared? Me? I'm just wondering if you're ready for what's coming."

Kerri's brown eyes darkened and her desire shifted her body language from playful to predatory. She stepped closer again, and leaning in her breath felt warm against Laura's skin. "Oh, I'm ready," she purred, a tone that sent shivers down Laura's spine. "But don't you meanwho'scumming?"

Laura turned, jerking playfully away from Kerri, and twisting from her grasp, ran up the steps to the top of the truck, and onto the hose bed. The canvas hoses laid out in layers formed a scratchy, but not completely uncomfortable field for them to play on.

Loud voices and raucous cheers burst from down the hall, a reminder of the risk of discovery. Still, Kerri followed Laura's lead and climbed up the sparkling steps to the roof of the Pumper. As she fell down next to Laura on the hoses, their hands grasped, and hid laughter behind bitten lips.

Their anticipation finally gave in with their first kiss. Softly and carefully beginning, deepening into more and something else. Their embrace pulled the girls down and stretched them out among the hoses. Next to each other, their legs tangled and hands explored.

Suddenly, and without warning, Laura reached out and her fingers deftly unbuttoned Kerri's jeans. The slight sound of metal against denim and the fall of the zipper seemed sharp and loud in the quiet garage. But it was no louder than the soft gasp that escaped Kerri's lips.

Kerri's own hands copied the movement by drifting to Laura's shorts, her fingers popping each button open deliberately and teasing. The shorts opened, exposing more of Laura's tanned skin to the last of the warm sunlight.

"You tease," Laura accused while her body arched into Kerri's hand sliding up under her tee to cup her slim breast. Her thumb brushed over the nipple and then rolled the nub between her fingers. It responded, hard and begging for attention. "You know you love it," Kerri whispered into Laura's ear. Her other hand wrapped around Laura and pulled her closer.

Kerri's lips returned to Laura's and the world ceased to exist beyond this small space. Their tongues desperately wrestled as Laura pulled in from Kerri's back. Kerri's fingers slid under Laura's bra, pushing it and her shirt up to reveal her breasts now in the dim light. She was well on her way to undressing her friend on top of this nearly public fire engine.

Laura moaned in response to Kerri's touch and the feeling of the cooling air across her chest. Her insecurities melted away in the heat of the moment and she pulled her shirt and bra up over her head now completely topless. Kerri watched Laura reveal her slim torso and couldn't help but contribute to the action. She grasped Laura's shorts at the hips and reaching her fingers into the waistband took hold of her panties as well. Unceremoniously she pulled them down Laura's legs and off, taking her small sandals as well, leaving Laura sprawling fully nude in front of Kerri.

Kerri reached down and, tracing along Laura's waist, pulled her tighter, their bodies becoming flush against each other again. "Fuck, Kerri, you're not messing around," Laura's voice trembled with need and the last of her nervousness. The canvas scratched their skin, and their touches softened the burn.

Finally, Kerri's fingers moved lower, deliberate, teasing, while her lips never stopped their exploration, kissing and sucking along Laura's neck and breasts. Her fingertips drifted through Laura's sparse hair, stopping for a moment to play in the soft tuft of blonde. Turning her hand, she ran her hand down to slide apart Laura's folds revealing the already excited clitoris. Mimicking her attentions to Laura's nipples earlier, Kerri rolled the clit between her fingers causing a groan to escape Laura's other lips.

"Fuck yeah," Kerri sighed, filled with lust as she slid the first finger inside her. For while Kerri was molesting Laura's pussy, Laura began to reach for Kerri's nether regions as well. Kerri's jeans were tight, but Laura's movements were now confident, and hungry. She hooked her fingers along Kerri's panties, pulling them aside the make room for her hand beneath them. Kerri's other hand gripped Laura's should for leverage as she leaned back slightly, body tensing in response to what was coming.

As expected, Laura didn't waste time and plunged two fingers into Kerri just as Kerri plowed a second finger into Laura. In unison, as though they had practiced, and perhaps in some ways they had, both girls pushed into the other with curled fingers towards that spot that would light the fireworks in their heads.

Both girls wrestled for the upper fingers, as it were. Pushing and rubbing the other to see who would succumb first. Kerri was the first to find her voice, "Don't stop. Fuck me harder, baby." Laura pressed her thumb down on Kerri's clit as her fingers plunged relentlessly deep. The squelching of fluid echoed through the garage, mingling with the girls' moans.

Kerri began to lose, or win, the battle. Her body bucked against Laura's hand, grinding her hips to the rhythm Laura played. Kerri's hand moved from Laura's shoulder to her own mouth where she bit down on her own fingers to stifle her screams. Her body tightened and the muscles of her stomach spasm as her orgasm took her.

"Fuck Laura!" Kerri cried in a mumble through her fingers. Her body started to shake as she came, soaking her panties and jeans with her release. A whimper, "oh, fuck, yes," while her legs trembled as Laura held her tightly, pressing soft kisses into Kerri's heaving chest.

"Good girl," Kerri gasped, the last shudders drifting through her body. Kerri's juices dripped down Laura's hand as she lifted them to her mouth to taste the other girl. Then Kerri's lips found Laura's once more and she tasted herself on Laura's tongue as well. That scent of sweat and desire mingled with the smell of smoke and rubber in that moment.

Kerri's hand followed the line of Laura's chin, and her thumb brushed away a strand of pale yellow hair. "Not done yet," she started and began to move down Laura's body.

"Wait, just a minute," Laura stopped her downward slide. Just as she had imagined before, she finally reached her hands up to Kerri's stomach. She slid them up her body, under the midriff tank top to feel Kerri's breasts dangling over her in her large bra. She found the clasp in the front and released it, instantly dropping each tit into her palms. She grasped each breast, squeezing until a slight groan came from the girl above her.

Kerri pulled away and continued her slide with narrowed eyes and clenched jaw, determined to even the scales. As she moved Laura grabbed the shirt and pulled in a mess of fabric, hand over hand, she uncovered Kerri's chest. "Oh, you like them so much," Kerri teased as Laura blushed down at her friend between her legs. To antagonize Laura even more, Kerri pulled one tit up and ran her hard nipple up and down Laura's slit. She pulled up to Laura's clit and battled for space, nub against nub, nipple versus clit.

"Oh, come on," Laura pleaded. "Relax, babe. I've got you," Kerri returned. Her words sent shivers down Laura's spine knowing what was coming. First, Kerri kicked off her own jeans that had tangled themselves in a bunch at Kerri's knees. This freed her to move about the truck roof. With gentle hands, Kerri pushed Laura back and her knees fully apart. Kerri knelt between her legs, eyes dark with desire, drunk on the scent of Laura's arousal. Those hands slid up her thighs, the touch tender and insistent.

Laura's cheek flushed and she looked toward the door and hallway again, listening for the sound of the firefighter's laughter drifting down the hall. Kerri noticed how she hesitated and smirked, "Stop worrying." Her fingers tracing patterns on Laura's inner thighs, in a low purr the said, "Just focus on me."

Before Laura could even say anything, Kerri leaned down and pressed her lips against Laura's lips. Kerri's mouth found Laura's clit, her tongue flicking and sucking as she thrust fingers deep inside her. The wet slurp of her mouth and the squish of her fingers filled the air in a filthy symphony of desire.

She released a soft gasp as Kerri removed her fingers and her tongue dived in deep, hot and wet. Her tongue was soft and Laura's fingers tightened in Kerri's smooth black hair as it worked its magic. The sounds of the firehouse faded away, being replaced by the wet, repeated noises of Kerri's tongue on Laura's flesh. Laura's hips bucked involuntarily when Kerri's flattened tongue licked the length of Laura's slit. Kerri held her down as she repeated the licks.

Laura's pleasure spiraled through her, "Ah... Kerri..." Laura moaned, her voice barely audible. She bit her lip to try and stifle the scream she longed to release, but Kerri's tongue was relentless. Now she traced circles around Laura's clit before plunging back inside and then repeating the process. Laura's lip was almost starting to bleed as her body trembled on the edge of release.

Kerri's mouth was somehow everywhere. Her tongue mapped every inch of Laura's pussy, her lips sucking and nipping gently. Laura's juices flowed freely into Kerri's mouth, the taste of her arousal intoxicating on Kerri's tongue. Kerri hummed against her, the vibration sending shivers through Laura's body, pushing her to the edge.

"Fuck...Kerri..I'm close..." Laura hissed through gritted teeth as she tried not to scream. Her scream would draw the attention of all those nearby. Her nails dug into Kerri's scalp. Kerri's tongue flicked faster, her mouth devouring her. Laura reached out and grasped one of the loose hoses. She brought it to her mouth and bit down just as she climaxed, her body contracting around the hose. Kerri drank greedily from Laura's fluid flowing into her mouth, sucking her lips around Laura's as she rode out the orgasm.

Limp. Laura's body went limp, breath ragged as she came down from her high. Kerri pulled back, her lips glistening with Laura's essence, a playfully evil grin on her lips. She licked them slowly, her eyes locking with Laura's. Then, shifting positions, Kerri crawled up the petite girl's body and her curvy frame settled onto Laura's face.

Laura's eyes widened and her gasp was stifled as Kerri's folds pressed against her mouth, the scent of her arousal filling her nostrils. Kerri knelt over the girl, body upright, all of her naked curves clearly in view of anyone coming through the door. Kerri's hands gripped the weight of her own rounded breasts, her fingers squeezing, kneading, and pinching as she held her position above Laura. Her eyes watched the garage door, the risk on being found in this open location heightening her arousal. She rocked her hips, grinding into Laura's mouth, a soft breathy moan escaping her lips.

Laura's tongue snaked through Kerri's folds. Kerri's taste was a mix of sweet and musk that had her craving more. Her hands gripped Kerri's thighs to pull her closer as she licked and sucked, tongue delving deep into Kerri's canal. Kerri's groans grew louder, almost too loud, though the laughter from down the hall rose too. Her body moved in a steady rhythm, juices dripping down along Laura's face and down her thighs.

"Fuck, Laura," Kerri breathed, nearly breathless. Her hands let go of her breasts and gripped a railing in front of her, fingers wrapping around the cool, shining metal. Using this purchase for leverage, she bucked against Laura's mouth. With one hand her fingers slid into Laura's hair, guiding her movements. Laura just made her tongue rigid and let go as Kerri basically faced fucked herself on the girl beneath her. Laura's tongue was tireless and her moans were muffled against Kerri's skin.

The sounds of their bodies filled the garage. There was the wet slurp of tongue, soft smacks of skin against skin, and ragged panting of Kerri's breath. That breath quickened with an expectancy, feeling the wave coming. "Ah...right there, don't stop...don't stop..." she gasped as though Laura could, being guided by Kerri's hand gripping her hair and thick, smooth thighs holding her head.

Kerri was lightheaded with euphoria. Laura's mouth wouldn't quit, tongue trailing through her, lips now sucking and nipping as Kerri had done to her. Kerri's moans grew louder again, her body trembling right on the edge.

"Y-yes, yes...yes!" Kerri cried, voice echoing in the stillness. "Yes...YES!" her hands tightening with her contractions. "Right there...oh god..Oh FUCK!" She let her scream go, her voice thankfully timing itself with some unknown play or touchdown that caused the cheers to drown out her orgasmic cries. Her hips jerked wildly, climaxing, convulsing over Laura.

Laura drank deeply, her tongue lapping up Kerri's liquid, savoring every drop. Kerri's body went limp as Laura's had and came down from her high with a ragged breath. She collapsed onto Laura's chest and slid down off of her.

Their two naked bodies collapsed onto the flat canvas hose, sweating and moist with both their juices. Kerri's heart hammered against her chest, and Laura gasped for breath now that she wasn't smothered by Kerri's pussy. Lost in the aftermath.

And then, the fire alarm shattered the quiet.