Thirsty Thursday with the girls!

As the school year winds down, the girls and I planned a Thirsty Thursday! The plan was for Maggie to pick up April at her home, driving her to our place. Especially with all the drinking, getting her home could get tricky. As soon as the kids boarded the bus, Maggie left for April. I began preparing for festivities, first making the bed, spreading the clean brown sheets on the bed. Carefully placing the pillows, lying the bedspread, smoothing out the wrinkles.

Immediately following that I ran downstairs, pulling out the tequila, placing the shot glasses on the island. The middle of the kitchen appeared as a mini bar, three double shot glasses lined up, cut limes, all awaiting their feast. A rock medley was placed into the CD player, turned on, volume cranked up. The house felt like a Saturday night at the bar, lively, smell of alcohol in the air.

As Maggie and April arrived, their laughter filled the air, seeing them smile was a pleasant sight to my eyes. As April looked at me, I could feel her desire and passion, lusting to climb on top of me. Maggie would also stare at me, letting me know that she wanted me as well, both woman totally in love with me. Their looks would send a surge of blood to my cock, feeling it get thicker in my shorts, pressing against my boxers. April then came over for her kiss, her lips so soft, her taste so sweet, her smell so desirable. Maggie soon followed, her lips so different, so pleasant, her lips so sweet, her smell so different, drawing me in as well.

After kissing me, both women embrace, their lips touch, pulling each other's bodies close, inseparable. I watch in awe, somewhat jealous, seeing the passion that they share for each other. Then they stop, looking at me for my reaction, smiling, knowing how much it turns me on. The passion and desire are overwhelming between the three of us, we can't wait to begin drinking, celebrating our time together. All wanting to go to the bedroom, unleashing our deepest desires.

All three shot glasses are already full, waiting to be downed, lowering each others inhibitions, not that they need to be lowered, more like an excuse to say its OK. The first shot a toast is made "To Thirsty Thursday" licking the salt, tossing back the shot, sucking on the lime. Laughter fills the air again, followed by a Tequila flavored kiss, first April and Maggie, then April and me, then Maggie and I, then all three attempt to kiss together. A bit of dancing in the kitchen soon follows, more laughter, then talk as the next shot is poured. I place my salt on my hand again, licking it, taking my shot, sucking on my lime. The girls lick each other, take theirs, sucking the limes out of each others mouths.

As the double shots begin to take affect, both girls undo my shorts, dropping them on the kitchen floor. Then pulling my boxers, pushing them down as well, my cock semi erect, Maggie grabs it, smiling, grabbing the salt. Licking my shaft, she slowly takes in the head, just for a moment, then sprinkling the salt on my shaft. April picked up her shot, looking at Maggie, smiling, then bending over, she licks the salt from my cock. Taking it fully into her mouth, not only taking the salt, however, making sure she made me fully erect. Leaving my cock wet and now cold, she stands up, looking me in the eye, tossing her shot down, sucking on her lime.

Maggie could not be outdone, kneeling down, placing my cock in her hand, then taking it all the way in. Deep throating me, taking my breath away, preparing it be salted,taking her time, teasing me, making me want more. Looking up at me, looking at my pleasure, smiling at me, making sure that I was enjoying this drinking game. Standing up, April handed her the salt, sprinkling it on my cock. Then bending over she then took my cock into her mouth again, sucking it clean. Standing up she took her shot, sucked on her lime with her giggly happy smile.

Both girls grinning ear to ear, dancing happily, enjoying the game. I stood there naked, cock standing out, cold in the ambient air. Wanting to be buried deep inside one of them, wanting to head upstairs to the bedroom. As their bodies danced they began to bump and grind on each other, then kissing, Maggie's arms wrapped over Aprils shoulders. Aprils hands on her waist, lifting her shirt, removing it, throwing it on the counter. Unclasping her bra, her breasts now exposed for the next shot. Maggie then reached down, grabbing Aprils shirt, lifting it over her head, unclasping her bra, her nipples erect.

Maggie leaned over, sucking on April's nipple, her tongue circling the nipple, then the aerola, taking it completely into her mouth, slightly tugging as she removed her mouth. Pouring salt on the nipple, placing the lime in Aprils mouth. Grabbing her shot, licking the salt, throwing her shot back, smiling at me, then taking the lime into her mouth while kissing her deeply with the lime. As the kiss ended, they both looked to me, smiling and happy,I was dying to get upstairs. April then grabbed the salt, ready for her next shot, taking Maggie's nipple into her mouth. Slowly and erotic, she sucked on her nipple, soft and gentle, enjoying feeling Maggie's body respond, gasping with pleasure. Removing her mouth, sprinkling salt, asking me if I was enjoying the show. With her naughty smile and devious eyes, she licked the salt from her breast, taking her time, enjoying its taste. Taking the shot glass, drinking her shot, placing the lime in Maggie's mouth, kissing her as she took the lime.

Grabbing my hands the girls informed me that they were feeling a bit tipsy, wanting to go upstairs. Almost running through the house, hand in hand, we all went upstairs to the bedroom. Me naked, the two of them topless, all embracing, mouths meeting. I began to undress April, April began to undress Maggie. Shorts falling to the floor, panties removed, all of us naked. One by one we all climbed onto the bed, enjoying our "Thirsty Thursday" together.

Kissing and Touching

She touches the side of her face, their lips touch, sending chills down my spine. I watch intently as their lips explore each others mouth. At first, neither one quite sure of the other, clicking their teeth together, a true sign of awkwardness. Pausing and giggling, then resuming, hands fall from the face, to the shoulders. Sexy and erotic, everything that I had imagined, two women that I love, sharing each other.

As I lie there, my cock stiffens, balls tingle, I am highly aroused. My mind racing with happiness, seeing their excitement arouses me more, wanting to take part, I move myself closer. As I do they stop, looking at me, smiling at my happiness. I crawl closer, kissing one, then the other, as I lift my lips, they quickly begin kissing again. The happiness emotion is quickly replaced by a surge of jealousy, wondering if it was a show for me, am I needed here? Seeing the two of them gave me mixed emotions, curious to the feelings they were experiencing themselves, never knowing, always relying on their word.

April who was lying on top of Maggie, sat up, removing her top, I lie their in disbelief. Sitting atop of her, she looked at me, removing her bra, allowing me to see her breasts for the very first time. Small and perky, her light pink nipples stood erect, highlighted by her freckled chest. Her naughty smile was inviting, inviting me to join in on the naughtiness. With a laugh she reached down, tugging at Maggie's shirt, lifting it up over her head, then removing her bra. Both women topless,their boobs both small, the way I like them, wanting to be touched.

With that naughty smile, April lowered herself, kissing Maggie, breast to breast, skin on skin. The arch in Aprils back was sexy, I reached towards her, running my fingers down her soft skin, I could see her smile through the kiss. Excited and happy that I joined in on the fun, I couldn't resist. The girls passionately kissing, stroking each others face, exploring each other's mouths. I climbed behind Stef, unsure if I should, I licked her spine in one long lick.

Every Man's Dream-A Threesome

Every man dreams of having a threesome, very few live that reality. For me it all began when my wife found out about my newest girlfriend, allowing me to keep my relationship, only if she could join in on the fun. Now I am living the reality of what every man wishes he could experience once.

After spending a weekend together with my girlfriend and her family. After much drinking, Jill and my wife became friendly and flirtatious with each other. Finding a new friendship that neither of them had ever expected. My wife found out two days later that I was already seeing Jill, causing a whirlwind of emotions. Both Jill and I sat on our couch, talking with my wife, explaining our situation, good friends as we called it. The conversation then turned to the two of them, the feelings and events that had occurred over the weekend. I sat there quietly, unsure if my wife was going to allow me to stay, this wasn't my first time being caught, my future uncertain.

Realizing that I could not remain monogamous, my wife decided she wanted to open our relationship to include Jill. Since that moment, it has been rewarding and trying at the same time. A relationship filled with happiness, insecurities, emotions always running at a high. In love with two woman, watching them explore each other, living every man's dream.

In future posts I hope that I can begin to explain and describe how wonderful this experience has been, although not as easy as any of us would hope.

Firefighter Laid to Rest

 

What happens in Vegas!

We had made plans to watch a movie, snuggling on the couch, enjoying each other’s company. Spending quality time together, time that we had not had until this moment. As I got to her house, I rang the door bell, waiting patiently on the cold doorstep. When she answered, she looked absolutely stunning as I had remembered. It had been months since I had seen her last, keeping in touch since we met in Vegas. Keeping contact through face book, chatting, reminiscing about our experience, an experience in sin city, that one never forgets.

There was something magical about her from the first time we met, the way her eyes looked into mine. That immediate connection that draws one to each other, passion, lust, a desire to know someone new, her flirtatious smile, electrified me the moment we met. It was that feeling of complete desire that drew me to her. She made me comfortable being myself, accepting me for who I am, not judging and unbiased. A free spirit, willing to live life to its fullest, allowing me to share that with her, made for an amazing trip.

As the door opened, her smile radiated to my heart, excited to see m, she was bursting with joy. As I entered her home she took me into her arms, wrapping them around me happily, giggling, bubbling with happiness, I took her into my arms. She smelled the way I remembered, the smell of someone that lingers with you when they are gone. Wishing you could take it with you, reminding you of your favorite memories. Our embrace lasted for what seemed to be minutes. Stepping back gazing into each other’s eyes, reaching and pulling each other back in, pulling tight, feeling the closeness that we both missed.

I began to remove my coat, she quickly assisted me, apologizing for not helping me sooner, then taking it and placing it in the closet. Grabbing my hand, smiling with a skip in her step, she led me through her house. Offering me a drink, then grabbing a couple of beers, she lead me over to the couch, sitting down, one leg crossed under the other, facing me so that she could stare into my eyes. As she handed me the beer her cold fingers brushed up against my skin, causing a chill of excitement from her touch. We both sat there facing each other, smiling, excited to have each other’s company after so much time apart.

We talked about how we waited for this moment again, the time where we could get together and relive our moments over and over again. The way her eyes looked into mine drove me completely wild, she was into me, unlike any woman that I had experienced before. She understood me, so much like me, we acted as if we hadn’t lived states apart, like best friends that never missed a beat. Now hand in hand we sat on the couch talking, gazing into each other’s eyes as the beers got warm sitting on the table.

As we talked we felt our bodies get closer, pulling each other in, slowly and methodically, our bodies now were skin to skin. Naturally my hand reached up to her cheek, gently stroking her cheek bone, she smiled, that smile that radiated through me. Staring into her eyes, she stopped talking, our lips met, tasting succulent enjoying the complete surface of her lips. As we kissed, I slid my hand into her hair, slowly stroking her scalp. I could feel her exhale in relaxation, comfortable with me and my touch, her defenses were down.

As we kissed I slowly began pushing her backwards, leaning forward into her body, using my body to get her to lie on her back. Our mouths never separating, tongues dancing, passionate deep kisses, and the kind of kisses you yearn for during their absence. Her hands on my back, then down to my untucked shirt, her cool hands found their way to my warm skin. Sending a chill down my spine, the kind of chill that sends blood surging to my cock. I could feel myself thicken, pressing against her body, our lips still touching, passion building.

As we kissed, I would suck her lower lip into my mouth, slightly biting it as it retracts to her. I could feel her hold her breath as I did this, the gasp of approval. I continued to kiss her, then slowly I moved my mouth down her jaw, then her neck, softly kissing the nape of her neck. Tilting her head, allowing me access to kiss her succulent skin, tasting the delicacy of her skin. Slowly I moved her bra strap from her shoulder, my mouth working diligently to express my intentions.
Every kiss and every touch, reminded me of the first time we met, the passion, the desire, the unbearable need to express our feelings for each other. Slowly we began to undress each other, removing her shirt, appreciating everything about her. Kissing her collar bone, then her sternum, unclasping her bra, working my way to her nipples. Taking my tongue I circled her nipple, taking into my mouth, pressing it to the roof of my mouth, rolling it in my tongue. Then slowly taking my teeth, I add pressure, then biting her nipple, not letting go, hearing her gasp, moaning in slight pain, then laughing, knowing I was teasing her even more.

She pulled me back down to her, lifting off my shirt, our bare chests pressing against each other. Kissing and loving each other while her hands caressed my chest, feeling my muscles. Her touch was soothing and exhilarating at the same time. My cock now pressing hard against her, wanting to be released, so I slowly shifted my weight, lying more on my side. My hand which was on her breast, slowly slid down her stomach. Retracting it on touch, enjoying my slightly callused hands touching her so ever gently. Her waistline gapping, my hand slowly caressed her waistline.

Unbuttoning her jeans, I slowly slid her pants an undies past her hips, down her legs and onto the floor. My hand ran down the soft shaven skin, feeling the curve of her hip, then the muscle of her thigh. My hand continued down her leg to her knee, then to her calf, feeling her leg move to my touch. Rhythmically my hand ran like pianist hand on a keyboard, making her respond, slowly opening her legs, wanting my touch. My hand brushed her pubic hair, then lightly the back of my hand brushed her lips as I caressed her inner thigh. Her pussy was soaked, dripping wet, aching for me to enter.

She then pushed me back, unbuttoning my pants, sliding them down my legs, pulling them over my ankles, then dropping them to the floor. Taking my boxer briefs, she pulled them down as well, exposing my hard penis, erect and at attention, glad to be released. Gazing into my eyes, hands on my chest, pushing me down onto my back, she kissed my nipples, finding her way down to my stomach. Occasionally looking up for my approval, her eyes dancing with happiness. Slowly she kisses my hip, then taking my balls into her mouth, her hand grasped my cock, slowly sliding her tongue up my shaft. As it reached the head, she took me into her mouth, stroking at the same time, enjoying my taste.

Making sure I was extremely hard, she pulled her mouth from my cock, smiling as she climbed upon me, taking my cock in hand, she slowly guided herself onto my cock. Her pussy, dripping wet, I could feel the wetness run to the base of my cock. The look on her face was pure delight, her breath taken away, as she took me into her. I heard her moan in pleasure, her body shuddering with pure pleasure. After lowering herself onto me, she rested momentarily, adjusting to me, allowing her a moment to prepare for her ride.

Slowly her hips began to move back and forth, pressing her clitoris against my pelvis, grinding, stimulating her into a full heightened arousal. Leaning over, kissing me, sucking my lip, then a quirky naughty smile as she leaned back, and placing her hands on my knees. We began to move rhythmically together, her body responding to my stiff cock inside her, enjoying its fullness as it pressed against her love spot. Again she adjusted her position as she increased her rhythmic movement, now sitting upright, my hands moved to her hips, assisting her, pushing and pulling her back and forth. Her breath was now increasing, I could see her nose flaring, ribs retracting, the sensation she was experiencing become more intense. “Fuck me “ I said repeatedly, as she released a loud moan. I could feel her uterus clamp down as she orgasmic.

The orgasm rippled through her body, I could see involuntary muscles tremoring, as if she was convulsing. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her face wincing, all the while the moan was extracted while not taking a breath, a complete body and mind orgasm. The visual of seeing her orgasm sent me over the edge as well, triggered by her, every muscle in my body tightened. I could feel the orgasm begin, I knew it was coming, then with a large release, I could feel the rush of energy through my cock. Feeling the warmth release into her, my cock twitching, I released a moan of excitement. Looking up I could see her smile with achievement, her hips moving faster, allowing me full enjoyment of the experience.

Dripping in sweat she sat on top of me, lifting her hair up off her shoulders, smiling, happy for the experience. Her body still slowly moving with me inside her, eventually stopping and just sitting on top of me. Releasing her hair, she now placed her hands on my chest as I reached up and cupped her breasts. Goosebumps began to spread across her body, as I pulled her onto me, chest on chest, keeping her warm. Laughing and kissing, we rolled over onto our sides, pulling her close as I slid out of her. Gazing into her eyes I could see her happiness and she could see mine, meant to be together, meant to share, we lie there in complete bliss.

Sometimes what happens in Vegas shouldn’t just stay in Vegas!

Eight years and I still remember!

It was eight years ago, Labor day weekend, people everywhere, enjoying that last weekend before the school year. A typical day at the firehouse as well, the only difference between a holiday or normal day is that we are allowed to watch TV at noon, instead of five in the evening. Otherwise our day is filled with routine work consisting of house chores, rig checks and responding to calls. Hoping that instead of walking into chaos, we could rest throughout the afternoon. As most people I do not remember much of that day, however, one event that I will never forget, still haunts my mind today.

Responding to the tollway that Labor day, I was on the ambulance, getting reports of ejections, knowing I was coming into a bad situation. My mind began thinking of all the possibilities, always thinking worse case scenario, hoping that I am wrong, knowing that your gut is usually right. As expected the closer we got, the traffic slowed, then stopped, we could see it was stopped in both directions, riding the shoulder we slowly got closer to the accident. As usual we had already launched a helicopter, knowing that we can always return them if not needed. But today I had a feeling that they were needed.

As we came upon the scene we couldn't even get across to the other lanes of the expressway, grass median in the middle, cars everywhere, traffic stood still on both sides. We could see people surrounding someone on the ground in the roadway, same with the median. A car split apart, silver in color, resting halfway in the road and on the shoulder. The trunk of the car and rear axle were located in the median. Debris everywhere, it was hard to tell how many vehicles were involved. Your mind has mere seconds to input all of the information, with training, schooling and experience, your body naturally sets in motion doing what you have been trained to do. It is only afterwards that your mind is allowed to think, wondering if you did everything possible to save a life, still knowing that it was unsavable.

My partner and I split up, triaging how many patients, the severity of their injuries, it was then that we realized the magnitude of this accident. My partner went to the child in the median, not realizing it was a child until she moved through the sea of people to gain access the victim. I saw the driver for a brief second, still sitting in the car, crying, unknown if she was injured, assuming she was, like I was in slow motion, I was distracted by the people doing CPR on another child in the roadway.

Our Captain had arrived with us as well and he had put the wheels in motion for more ambulances, knowing that we were committed to our most severe patients. Mine being the most severe of them all. Alone, by myself, I grabbed my monitor, jump bag(everything I need to immediately render care,including drugs and airways). Doing the same thing as my partner, parting the sea of people, gaining access to my patient.

While they were doing CPR the woman shouted at me that she was a nurse, which I truly appreciate. I rapidly began placing the monitor on the child, wanting to see what her heart was doing. The nurse on the other hand was thrown into something that she is not accustom too, being in the field, which is a drastic difference from the controlled environment of whatever hospital she worked for, alot less equipment and people to ask for assistance. I knew she was rattled, I couldn't get her to stop CPR just to see the monitor. She had now become a hinder and not a help, which often happens in this type of situation.

I am pretty sure I yelled at her to stop, finally I could see and the monitor, it showed a rhythm, now feeling for a pulse. People shouting to do something, the nurse still wanting to do CPR, it was chaotic, stressful, sweat was rolling off my brow. To this date it amazes me the things that I remember so clearly and things I hardly remember. I began working on this little black girl with pig tails. Her brown eyes looking at me, fully dilated, staring, now realizing she was probably dead. Checking to see if she was breathing, which she was not, grabbing for my equipment, trying to give her the best care that I could.

It was not long after that when the neighboring department showed up for assistance. They too cover the expressway to the west, they were returning from the hospital and came upon our accident. One of the EMT's who worked part time with us as well, came running up to lend a hand, asking what I needed, soon followed by two other crew members giving us a total of four. Meanwhile the Captain informed me the helicopter was coming for my patient. My job was now to keep her alive until they arrived.

Everything was moving at such a fast pace, however, at the moment, it seems as if life is standing still. The other crew brought necessary equipment so that we could package this girl and get her off of the roadway into our environment, away from onlookers, allowing us to do our jobs. I was handed the C-collar, holding her head, the EMT and I placed the collar around her neck. As we did this, I looked over to see the monitor, watching her heart change from a heart rate, to a pulse less rhythm. Quickly we placed her on a board, connecting the straps and rushing into the ambulance.

Hollering at the Captain, letting him know that we arrested, redirecting the helicopter, which was now for our patients sibling. Grabbing my bags, I hopped aboard our neighboring departments ambulance, telling the other EMT to just drive. The other paramedic who I also worked with before, just sat there, stunned, frozen, unable to help. Her EMT partner yelled at her as well, still frozen, I was left to do it all. The EMT was doing everything he could, while I used my paramedic skills, meanwhile she sat there, staring, unable to help.

I remember looking at her, asking for her assistance while I tried to secure an airway.Essentially I was trying to stick a tube down this seven year old's throat, while bouncing down the roadway. I felt inadequate that day, not having my normal crew and surroundings, making the best of what I had. I felt like I had worked for hours on this young girl, feeling as if I was running a marathon with no end in sight. Looking at her brown eyes, I knew she was gone, I continued working.

As we arrived at the hospital, we were surrounded by staff, all feeling the same way, wanting to help. In a matter of what seemed seconds, the doctor came in, stopped everyone, checked the monitor, felt for pulses. Asking how long we had been working, an estimate of time was given. He gave some orders and the staff resumed their roles. We all stepped back watching them work as well, hoping for a miracle, realizing what was to become the outcome.

Our crew then removed ourselves from the room, I was physically and mentally drained, wondering if I did everything I could. Wondering if putting that collar around her neck, was the stamp that sealed her fate. Everyone was quiet, not a word was said. Slowly we began to replace and clean our equipment, preparing for the next call. Silently we all climbed back into the ambulance so that we could return back to the station. As we arrived at my department, I graciously thanked the other crew. Sending them back to their department, humbled by that days events.

Later that evening they returned for CISD otherwise know as Critical Incident Stress Debriefing. This debriefing is supposed to allow the emergency workers the opportunity to discuss the event, allowing them to opportunity to know that this is normal to feel the way we do. Some handle it better than others, some talk about it freely, others keep it hid inside. I remember talking about how I could still smell her blood, see her eyes, but I never admitted to what I have always wondered.

Still eight years later, I still ask myself, if I did everything right that day.

Firefighting Writes!

Otin amoung others have asked about my writing and whether or not I have written about my job. The answer to that is yes I have, much earlier in my blog I had written a few stories about my job. In matter of fact, I have been thinking that its about time to write another one. This will allow my everyday readers to see a different side, other than the perverted warped mind that I have been currently sharing. So I have listed some links to several stories that I have written in the past. Some are basic every day type things, others put you right into my head, maybe this is one reason I escape here with my writing. Another reason my blog is called "My expressions live"

Reflections of Death

Firefighting

Fallen Brother

Dying

This is what I live for


Just open the god damn door

2008 Firefighter Memorial

Reality

Crash leaves one dead

It will be ok

A day living the dream

Suicide

That pretty much wraps up most of my firefighting posts. I left a couple out, videos I had posted, live videos of firefighter's in trouble, calling for help, stuff like that.

Feel free to look back, tell me what you like....enjoy! Be safe!