Friday the 13th means crazy sex stories. You never know what is going to happen.
You know on Friday the 13th things can get a little crazy, so I’m sitting here thinking of other Friday the 13ths and the crazy sex stories that come with them. There are plenty of kinky sex stories in the arsenal. One in particular that stands out today was my date with a firebug.
He had come to my rescue. It was like something out of a movie. I got into a little accident. I was relatively unharmed, but the doors were scrunched shut and smoke was starting to pour from underneath the hood. He heroically pulled me from the smoldering wreckage just as flames started curling over the twisted metal. He held my trembling body tightly, comforting me. He’d turned me away so I couldn’t see the damage and stroked my hair as he gazed over my head. I could feel his hard cock straining against his fireproof pants. I had chalked it up to the adrenaline, but as that throbbing dick pressed into my lower belly I didn’t care what the reason for it was.
We exchanged numbers and a few days later I got a message reading “do you trust me?”
I was confused by this question. The man probably saved my life. Obviously, I did trust him, without question. He sent me an address and told me to meet him there just after dark. I plugged in the coordinates and was puzzled that it seemed to be taking me out to the middle of nowhere. I drove down the dusty isolated road thinking of his hard cock from a few days prior. My body was shaking, I was so nervous. Obviously, I didn’t know what was awaiting me at the end of my drive. However, the anticipation was making me wetter than I had ever been.
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