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Heather’s young pregnant body is penetrated by four firemen, including anally for the first time ever! She is aged eighteen years and three months in this chapter.

Author niceneasy. If desired, feedback/comments/suggestions to the author at chjp1874@gmail.com

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Story codes for this chapter: MMMMF  MF cons  voy  anal  DP

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Chapter 21.  HEATHER AND THE FIREMEN. Heather aged 18.
My pregnant young wife satisfies four horny firemen – doesn’t know that I’m watching!

A few days later I came home from work after a middle shift, and after dinner Heather said coyly to me that she’d been down to the fire-station with Carol that afternoon. I asked her what she thought of the crew. “They seemed really nice” she responded. “I don’t think Bill had told them the real reason we were there, although one of them found a reason to press himself up against me when he was showing me how to put on breathing apparatus. That was nice – I didn’t try to stop him.”

“So are you up for them, then?” I asked, secretly hoping she’d say she was.

“I think so” she said shyly. “I told Carol afterwards that she could tell Bill they could all do me if they wanted. She said she’d let me know when it could be fixed up.”

“You’ll love it” I said, encouragingly. “If they’ve been told already about it they’ll be so aroused over the thought of you willingly giving yourself to them for being fucked, they’re probably wanking off their hardons right now at the thought! Just the thought of four men shagging a pregnant 18 year-old would get any men going, especially one as gorgeously hot as you, my love.”

Heather half-closed her eyes and sexily bit her lower lip. “Mmmm, I hope so” she murmured.

About a week later, when I got home from work Heather told me that Carol had phoned her and said that if she was still up for it, it could be next day, in the afternoon. She told me that she’d agreed, but was now getting cold feet about it. I reassured her that she had what it takes to really give the men a great time and to enjoy herself in the process, but if she wanted to change her mind on the day, I’d support her. I suggested she waited until the morning to finally decide.

The next day, a Saturday, arrived. My wife said Bill was due to pick her up after lunchtime. After I spent about half an hour building up her confidence in herself, she agreed to go through with it. What clinched it was when I reminded her how well she’d taken being gang-raped by all those schoolboys in the dormitory in Derbyshire. “They were just a lot of horny schoolkids who you’d probably driven wild with lust, and who just charged straight in” I said. “These will be experienced men who’ll know how to pleasure a lady properly.” “Well, yes” she admitted. “When you put it like it that………”     She was too nervous to eat lunch, though! She asked what I thought she should wear, and I said it hardly mattered since it would all be coming off pretty quickly! In the end she picked a semi see-through button-up blouse with short sleeves and a knee-length billowy floral-patterned skirt. At my suggestion she also wore stockings and suspender-belt rather than tights or socks. I don’t know what it is about stockings and suspenders, but to most men they’re a real turn-on. I kissed her goodbye and she went out to wait for Bill – I watched through the window. After about five minutes he pulled up, got out and opened the car-door for her, gave her a welcoming kiss and hug, and they drove off. She gave me a sly little wave as he drove her away to get fucked by him and his firemen. I suddenly found myself a tad jealous as I wouldn’t be involved, despite what I’d said before about not being there. Before I could dwell on that, though, the phone rang.

It was Carol, speaking very quietly. “Hi, Peter” she whispered. “Has Bill picked Heather up yet?”

“Yes” I answered. “But why are you whispering?”

“Because I don’t want them to hear me. They’re here – the firemen – Bill’s bringing her here for the session, not at the fire-station. They’re going to fuck her outside, by the pool; it’s all set up. I wondered if you might like to come and watch with me.”

“Well, we’d agreed that I’d let her be on her own for this. I think she might be inhibited by me watching.”

“No, no, that’s not what I mean. I mean watching without them knowing they’re being watched. It would be so exciting! We can see everything from the upstairs window – I’m upstairs now. If I pull the curtains shut and just leave a gap for us to look through, they’ll never know we’re there. Look, if you leave now and park round the corner, I’ll wait for you by the post-box there. By the time you get there they’ll have arrived and probably be getting it on together out the back. I’ve told Bill I’m going out, so he won’t suspect I’ll be there. Oh, please say you will – I’m so excited by the idea!”

My mind was racing. Ever eager for a new experience, it took all of two seconds for me to agree. “OK, I’m leaving now!” I said, and headed for the car.

When I got to the post-box Carol was waiting, with a smile on her face. I parked up; as we walked round to the house I told her that my wife was a bit nervous about it all. “She needn’t worry” replied Carol. “Believe me, Bill will look after her – nothing will happen that she won’t want to happen. The guys are really nice, too; they’ll take good care of her, as well as giving her a lot of pleasure.”

When we got to the front door Carol gently inserted the key and whispered to me “Wait here, while I just make sure they’re all out the back.” She crept into the house, and a few seconds later came back and beckoned me in, putting a finger to her lips for me to be quiet. We crept silently upstairs to the back bedroom. As we moved to sit down on the bed we could hear laughing and the clinking of glasses from outside, by the pool ; Carol had thoughtfully left the window open, and the curtains were just sufficiently open for us to be able to see out but not enough for anyone outside to see clearly in, through the very thin nets.

To my surprise, no-one seemed to have made any sort of move on my young wife. She was sitting on a sofa, glass in hand, with one of the firemen sitting next to her, also with a drink. Bill was standing, and the other two firemen were lounging on a large blow-up lilo-bed placed in front of the sofa. “The one on the sofa’s Andy” whispered Carol, “the black guy’s Colin – he’s a real sweetie, but wait ‘til you see the size of his cock – and the other guy’s Ian.”

The guys downed their shots and urged Heather to finish hers. She did so, giggling that she didn’t usually drink spirits. Bill quickly refilled their glasses. I said quietly to Carol “If they’re trying to get her pissed before she’ll do anything, it’s a waste of drink – she doesn’t need booze to enjoy being fucked. She clearly likes them, or she would have walked out.” Carol laughed. “Perhaps it’s them that need the drink. I don’t know if they’ve ever had a fivesome before!”

We continued to watch very quietly as they all continued to chat away; my young wife was complimented on how sweet she looked. After a couple more drinks she was clearly getting more and more relaxed and giggly, and her skirt had slipped up well above her stocking-tops. The drink was removing her inhibitions, and when Colin suggested that as the men only had shorts on she might be a bit overdressed, she responded with “I suppose you want me to take my blouse off, then?” Andy laughed. “Well, it’s see-through, anyway, so it might just as well come off!” Heather smiled, and began to unbutton her blouse, all the while looking straight into their eyes. “God, she knows the effect she’s having,” whispered Carol. “It’s having an effect on me as well!” She moved closer to me and placed her hand on my leg. I felt the blood start to head for my cock.

Heather undid the final button on her blouse and let it fall open, sexily looking down at her voluptuous bra-covered breasts. Andy pulled the blouse off her, leaving only her bra on the top half of her body. “I suppose you want my skirt off now!” she husked. Carol placed her hand on my knob and murmured “She knows exactly what she’s doing, doesn’t she!”

“Yeah, it might as well come off now” said Ian, getting up and moving towards her. “Lift your arse up.” I noticed that Bill had picked up a video camera that had been placed ready and was filming. My pregnant wife did as she was told, and Ian pulled her skirt down and off. All she had on now were bra, knickers, suspenders and stockings. Surrounded by four men, it presented a tantalizingly erotic scene.

“Would you like a nice massage, Heather?” asked Bill from behind the camera. “Colin’s a qualified masseur – he knows how to really relax a woman and make her feel good.”

“Ooh, that would be nice” she replied. “Where do you want me, Colin?”

“On the li-lo, my lovely, face-down. I’ve got some nice oils here.” My wife moved to the li-lo and laid down. “Unless you’re happy to get oil all over your bra, it’ll have to come off” ventured Colin. “You wish!” giggled Heather. “Go on, take it off then.”

Andy undid her bra and removed it, although as my wife was lying on her tummy not much of her large breasts was visible. Colin placed one knee on either side of her bottom and knelt down; he poured some oil onto her back and began to massage it into her bare back and shoulders. I could see her visibly start to relax as his skilful hands worked on her teenage body, starting with her shoulders.

“Mmmm, that’s nice” murmured Heather dreamily, as Colin worked down her back and sides, his liberally-oiled fingers also working on the edge of her breasts spread out beneath her. As he got down to her waist he stopped and smilingly asked her if she wanted him to do her bottom and legs, in which case her knickers, stockings and suspender belt would have to come off. “OK, then” she replied, with her eyes shut. “Take them off, and do me all over!” Colin got off her, and told Ian (who by now was clearly sporting a full erection inside his shorts, as was Andy) to pull them off, as his hands were oily and he didn’t want to ruin her lingerie. They eagerly obeyed, and Colin then resumed working on my wife’s now-nude body, liberally applying more scented oil (at least, I assumed it was scented!). As he massaged her full bottom-cheeks and then her thighs, I could see her face getting more flushed as he worked her over and worked her up with his practised and nimble fingers. By now Carol was rubbing my cock through my trousers; “Feel me up as well” she whispered as she tongued my ear while watching the rapidly developing situation below. I put my hand up her skirt, and not feeling the need to bother with rubbing her cunt through her knickers first, pulled the elastic outward and delved straight down into her warm wet furrow.

After a few minutes Colin asked Heather if she’d like him to do her front as well now. She laughed. “I said all over, didn’t I?” She turned over, revealing her full breasts, now a little fuller with pregnancy even though her belly wasn’t showing yet. Andy handed her another drink, which she eagerly drank down before lying flat again, this time on her back. “Bloody hell, Heather” remarked Ian. “Your breasts are superb. They’re so big, but so firm. You must be really proud of them!” “Well” she replied, a little slurrily now with all the drink taking effect, “my husband certainly is!”

Colin poured oil onto her shoulders and breasts, and began to sensually massage the top of her body. Andy poured a little oil onto his hands and started to gently massage her thighs, all the while working closer to her lovely bush. I could tell by her breathing, sighs and facial expressions that she was getting really worked up, and as if to confirm this, gradually opened her legs more and more, to show her cunt. Andy needed no further encouragement to go higher, and within a minute started to run his fingers up and down her open pink gash. Heather gasped, and opened her thighs as far as she could get them, to give him better access to her sex. He paid special attention to her stiff little clitoris that was sticking up by now, gently wanking it between his oily thumb and forefinger. My wife loved that; “Keep rubbing it – Oh, yeah, keep rubbing it!” she gasped. Carol had my cock out by now, breathing heavily as she tossed me while we watched the lewd scene by the pool “This is great to watch!” she exclaimed.

Bill spoke again, all the time videoing the delicious molestation of my wife. “Heather, you’re sex on legs – or at the moment, on your back! Tell us what you like”

“Oh! Oh!” she gasped. “Do lots to me – use me lots!”

“How do you want to be used?” asked Bill mischievously.

“Mmmmm….I……..I…….aaaaah……do things to me….you know, between my legs…..!”

“To your cunt?”

Carol sniggered. “He’s trying to get her to talk dirty – he loves that!”

“She hardly ever does that until she’s actually being fucked, when she loses control of what she says” I replied. “I’ve tried to prompt her loads of times”

“I bet she does now – you listen!”

Heather was already flushed with arousal (Andy now had a finger right inside her, moving squelchily in and out), but went a bright red. “Yes….to….yes….down there!”

“Go on” prompted Bill. “Say it – use the word!”

“Oooh…..I can’t…..no, I can’t!”

“Yes, you can” he urged. “We might stop if you don’t!”

“Fat chance!” murmured Carol.

“No….no….don’t stop!” my wife gasped. “Do it…..do it…..do it all…to my cunt! Oh, yes, do it to my cunt!”

“That’s better” chuckled Bill. “I’m sure you’ll get everything done to your lovely cunt that you want.” He moved closer to her, clearly trying for a close-up of her perspiring red face. “Would you like your sweet young cunt fucked, as well?”

“Oh….oh, this is so rude!......Yes….OH YES!.....Fuck my cunt!….I want you all to fuck my cunt!”

“We certainly will!” continued Bill “Probably two or three times each. What about your lovely big pregnant breasts?”

“Oh yes…..feel them…..suck my nipples……suck my nipples while…while I get shagged!”

“Bloody hell!” I exclaimed quietly. “She doesn’t usually talk like that other than during actual intercourse.”

Andy moved down between Heather’s widely-splayed legs and began to lick, nibble and suck at her sex. Ian moved Colin out of the way and went for her breasts, sucking and stimulating first one nipple while fondling the other breast, then swapping. My wife clearly loved it; “Kiss me as well!” she gasped, and Colin obliged by kneeling and engaging her in a passionate clinch and kiss while the other two men worked her body. “Ooooh…..ooooh” she moaned. “You’re giving me the feeling – go on, go on, go on!”

“Oh, this is going to look so good on film” remarked Carol, her warm experienced hand still skilfully stimulating my knob, as we watched my wife get worked up to a complete loss of self-control as she orgasmed noisily. With Colin cuddling her as she came back down, Bill suggested that the four of them get into the pool to cool down. The firemen took off their shorts, and helped Heather up – they all then stepped naked into the shallow end of the pool. Within a couple of minutes they were all laughing and splashing about, with plenty of body- (and, on the part of my wife, cock-) fondling. After a while they stopped playing about, and the three of them stood around my aroused 18 year-old wife, feeling her full body (paying particular attention to her voluptuous breasts, bottom and hairy cunt) and taking turns in kissing her. “Mmmm” she gasped. “You men make me feel so sexy; I need to do it soon!”

“A lady’s wish is our command” tittered Ian. “Let’s go to the edge of the pool.” They waded to the side, and as Heather leant against the tiled wall of the pool, she reached out and started to rub Colin’s big cock. It must be true what they say about black men, I thought; it looked about ten inches long, and was pretty thick (although nowhere as thick as Robert’s outsize monster!).

“Oh yes, my sweet” groaned Colin. “Does this mean you want me to go first?” My wife put her other arm around his neck and kissed him. “That would be nice!” she replied.

“Get either side of her and lift her up so’s I can get between her legs” Colin instructed the other two. They each put one arm around her and the other beneath each thigh as she was lifted high enough for her cunt to clear the water. She had an arm around each man’s shoulders, and with her thighs held wide open, Colin moved in for penetration of her defenceless vagina.

“I told you he had a big cock” murmured Carol. Heather looked down as he rubbed it up and down her slit. “Put it in, Colin!” she urged. “But mind my baby!” Colin slipped the head in easily and started to shag my wife with rapid strokes, going about two-thirds of the way in. I whispered to Carol “Believe it or not, I’ve seen her take a bigger cock than that, the thickness of a man’s arm. She could only get the head in, though.” Carol giggled. “I’d have liked to have seen that!”

“Do it slower, Colin, do it slower!” my wife implored. “I want to watch you do me slowly. Pull it almost out each time and see how far you can get it up each time! But slow, please!”

“Okay” panted Colin. “You want me to show your baby my cock, do you?”

“Ooh, Colin, that’s so… that’s so….I don’t know what the word is! Oooooh, yes, just like that.”

Colin goaded her as he slipped more and more cock into my wife’s receptive young belly. “Is your baby ready for her first taste of spunk, eh? Is she, is she?”

“Aaaaah…..Oh, Colin, that’s lovely…..I love watching you do me…..Yes! Yes! Cum all over her!”

“Tell her to lick and suck my cock!” gasped Colin.

“Oh, Colin, yes!” Heather moaned. “Go on, darling, suck his cock! Work your little tongue all round the end!”

Utterly implausible theoretic tosh, of course, but their passion-fuelled lewd utterances strangely added to the mind-blowing eroticism of the seriously hot scene unfolding before us.

“Good God! Their imagination’s really got going, hasn’t it!” muttered Carol. “Peter, I want you up me while we watch – I need cock as much as she does!” She pulled her knickers off, straddled me facing away so that she could still watch Heather getting fucked, and sweetly impaled herself on my knob. She gasped as it went right in, like a soldier getting speared. She began to gently wriggle round and round and up and down as we watched the exciting scene in the pool. Heather was locked in a kiss with Andy as Colin’s pumping suddenly got ragged, and he shot in her with a loud exclamation of “Oh, god, you spunk-loving slut – TAKE IT, TAKE IT!” “Oh yes, Colin!” my wife cried out in response. “I’m a pregnant slut – use me – squirt spunk in me – fill me up – OH GOD, FILL ME UP!” Colin’s arse juddered as he emptied his balls into Heather’s already-impregnated belly.

As they subsided, Colin slipped his cock out, and he and Heather kissed. She thanked him! The guys helped her out of the pool, and she sank down onto the lilo, with Andy laying down beside her and cuddling her as she subsided from her sweet fucking by Colin. It wasn’t long, though, before Andy’s cock was up her, too, him lying on his back and pulling my wife on top of him as he penetrated her. “Go up and down on me!” he urged, as Bill quietly continued filming the debauchery. She willingly obliged, and was soon rising and falling rhythmically up and down the whole length of his cock, taking it to the hilt each time. Carol was doing the same to me, but much more quietly!

Ian moved to the front and knelt down, with his knob just inches from her mouth. He didn’t say anything, but just gave her an imploring look, She smiled sweetly at him and opened her mouth wide – in a flash his cock was between her lips. For a couple of minutes they alternated between Heather bobbing and weaving her wet lips up and down on his tool, and then holding her head still while Ian fucked her willing mouth. While my wife was slobbering up and down his tool she held her groin still, and Andy did all the work down there, plunging in and out of her receptive lusty cunt. When Ian fucked her motionless  mouth she resumed bouncing her bottom on Andy’s cock.

Ian pulled out of Heather’s mouth. “I’m getting close!” he gasped. “Can I come in your bum?” Her answer was immediate. “No – no, I’ve never been done there. No way!” He looked disappointed. “Well, I’ll just shoot on your arsehole, then, if that’s OK.” She didn’t respond, but as she didn’t actually say no, Ian moved round and got behind her full bottom as Andy, clearly getting to the point of not being able to stop himself spunking, quickened his pounding of her. Despite my wife’s refusal of permission, Ian pressed his cock-head up against her anal orifice, wanking away as he did so. Her anus looked shiny and greasy from the massage-oil that had found its way down there. She visibly jumped as he pressed the end against her hole, and cried out for him to stop. “Just the end, Heather, just the end, please!” he panted, as his cock-head slid surprisingly easily into her arse and started to just move in and out, no more than an inch with her sphincter deliciously gripping just below the head. “Oh, darling!” he cried. “It’s starting! Here it comes – up your arse!” “”Oh, I can’t believe it!” my wife sobbed as the two cocks up her in a delicious DP started to jerk. “I’m taking it in my bottom! Go on, then – shoot it up my bum!” All three of them rocked uncontrollably as three orgasms happened simultaneously; well, four actually, as at that moment Carol’s experienced cunt brought my sperm bursting out into her heaving belly.

Carol pulled herself off me and kissed me. “I’m not surprised you came just at that moment” she said quietly, so as not to be heard outside. “That was so hot, watching her take it like that.”  Down below, as Andy and Ian pulled their cocks out of Heather and she flopped seemingly exhausted onto her back, I saw Bill hand the camcorder to Colin for him to continue filming, and knelt down beside her. “Heather, you were just made to be fucked!” he exclaimed. “I can’t help it, I’ve just got to shag you – can you manage one more go?” She smiled weakly at him. “Go on, then, Bill” she replied. “But gently, please!”

He opened her legs wide and got between them, and was quickly right up her, porking her smoothly and gently. She soon got worked up again, and within a couple of minutes was moaning and gasping as she was fucked for the third time (fourth if counting the buggering) inside half-an-hour. Bill whispered something in her ear. “Oh yes!” she cried out. “I love being shagged! Keep shagging me! Shag me til you squirt spunk up me!” I turned to Carol and said “I love hearing her talk like that; she’s really in heat! Look, I’d better go before someone comes into the house so I can’t get out.” Carol kissed me. “Thanks for the fuck!” she giggled. “Maybe again sometime?” “I’ll look forward to that” I whispered as I did up my trousers and crept out and drove home.