Firefighter’s Convention by TimidandHorney41
Read Rachel’s Journey, and follow her sexual adventure, from vigin to nympho. , Rachel opened her eyes, to the sound of her annoying alarm clock, buzzing in her ear. Why does 4 a.m. always come so quickly? As she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, she remember what day it was….
It was Friday and time to finally head out for the first responders conference! Rachel looked forward, to the conference, every year. It was her time to be around other responders and it just felt like home. She also didn’t mind seeing all of the hot firemen walking around. There was always plenty of eye candy walking around, and Rachel loved to watch the guys, practicing their skills, in full turn out gear. Something about it always got her juices going!
This year was special and Rachel was extremely excited! She was FINALLY going to meet David, in person! David was a firemen, from several states away, and had been Rachel’s friend for almost a year. They had met online and started a friendship, over their mutual love, of the fire and rescue service.
He had come into her life, when she was feeling lonely and ignored, by her husband, and swept her off her feet. David knew exactly what Rachel needed, sometimes before she did. He was older than Rachel but looked younger than his age. He was a chiseled god, of tan skin and muscles, and she drooled over every picture they had exchanged. Rachel was often lost, in erotic daydreams, of him taking her, over and over again. David was her dirty little secret, she hid from her husband, and she often wondered what would happen, when they finally met, in person…..
David was just starting to open his eyes, when he heard a telephone ring, in the distance. As his eyes began to focus, he realized it was the hotel phone, next to his bed. Time for his morning wake up call. He answered the phone and thanked the front desk for waking him, and laid the phone back in its cradle. Today was going to be a great day and he didn’t want to miss a moment of it! David had set THREE alarms, on his phone, AND had asked for the wake-up call. It was a big day! He was FINALLY going to meet Rachel, his online friend, in person, and was on edge. It is one thing to talk online, but in person was a totally different story and David was nervous. Rachel had become a dear friend to him, and he didn’t want to lose her, but things had been getting hot between them and he was afraid that he would take her into his arms, the moment he laid eyes on her! He had flown into Indiana, two days before, to attend the conference and meet Rachel. The last two days had been torture for him, knowing she was closer than she had ever been, and he still couldn’t see her, until today! David knew Rachel was married, so was he. There was just something about her, she filled holes, deep in his soul, like no other woman ever had.
David loved his wife, very much, but Rachel calls to him, as only a forbidden love could. He wanted her, in every way possible, and he was about to meet her, face to face! He trembled with excitement, as he climbed into the shower. His hands shook, as he went through his routine of showering, his mind lost in thoughts of Rachel…. Pictures of her, flashed through his head, as he soaped and rinsed his body. It wasn’t long before his mind turned his thoughts erotic…David thought of Rachel’s 34 DDD breasts, as he began to rub shampoo into his scalp. Rachel had promised him a hug, when they finally saw each other, and he couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch, as he thought of her huge fun bags, pressing into his chest. David felt the shampoo bubbles run down his chest and drip off his, now rock hard, cock. He was painful aware of his, unwanted, erection. David sighed, a heavy sigh, and set to relieving himself. He couldn’t have his cock “spring up” on their first hug! He let his mind wonder back to Rachel and her eyes, as he sprayed his load down the shower drain. Her eyes would be his undoing, and he knew it! “Lord, give me strength” he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. It was time to meet his “Kitten”, as he called her, and he could think of nothing else!
Rachel took special care, in dressing for the conference. She picked out a black, lacy bra that gave special attention, to her mysterious valley, between her breasts. Not quite a push up bra, but a very similar effect. It rested low and made the valley between her DDD breasts, look like it went on for miles. Guys always stared at her tits when she wore it and Rachel smiled, at the thought of her sexy fireman, staring down at her. David is taller than her, and she knew his eyes would be drawn there. She picked out her black, lacy, “boy shorts” panties, to match, and slipped them up her milky white thighs. She knew better than to wear those panties today, but couldn’t resist the thought of being a little naughty. Those panties were known to constantly rub across her clit, as she moved, and drive Rachel crazy. She knew she would be soaked, before long, but was excited by the thought that no one would ever know what was happening under her clothes. Rachel smiled at herself, in the mirror, content with her choices. The rest of her clothes were an easy decision, being a professional conference. She ***********ed her “Class A” dress uniform, from her closet. It was a light blue, button up, dress shirt, with all of her department and rank badges, sewn on it. It spoke of her professionalism and her skill as an Emergency Medical Technician. She was very proud of her rank and all that she had accomplished, and her dress uniform was her way to brag. She decided to be a little bit of a tease, and leave the top two buttons, undone. At 5 foot tall, most everyone there, would be taller than Rachel, and get a good view, of that carefully chosen black bra. It was going to be a great day, she thought, to herself, as she pulled on her pants. Rachel’s pants were the standard “tech” pants, baggy, with tons of pockets, up and down her tight, toned legs, and she hated wearing them. She couldn’t show off her sexy ass, wearing tech pants, but this was about professionalism, she reminded herself, as she buttoned her waist.
Rachel took extra care while fixing her hair and make-up. She decided on pulling her wild mane of curls up into a hair clip, on top of her head. It gave the illusion that her hair was tame, not the wild mess of curls it actually was. A small spring of curls, poked out of the top of the clip, and laid along it, cleverly hiding the clip, in her hair. She carefully applied her make-up, making sure to only put on the bare essentials. Rachel believed in natural beauty, and had plenty of it. She lightly applied a small touch of foundation, just enough to hide the freckles, dotting her face, and set to work on her eyes. Her eyes were her best feature and she loved showing them off. They were the most amazing shade of blue, light blue, like a beautiful, clear, summer day. They sparkled when she laughed, which Rachel did often, and drew guys in. They had, often, been called “bedroom eyes”, and Rachel had been known to use them against weaker men. They had spelled doom, for many men, in her past. She applied a light dusting of dark eyeshadow, on her lids. Happy with the extra attention it drew to the blue, Rachel picked up her mascara. She didn’t need it, her lashes went on for miles, but she added some anyway, for the extra effect. She didn’t wear lipstick often, so she grabbed her last piece, in her routine, eyeliner. As Rachel highlighted her lower eyelids, her mind drifted back to David, and their long awaited meeting.