Getting Lucky

Firestorm sifted through some of the books Lucky had on an old bookshelf beside the couch. He tried thinking about anything that came to mind; his sister, sex, what he was going to have for dinner later on. But somehow, every image in his brain had Braeburn’s face. He shook his head violently to get rid of the horrifying memory before hearing Lucky call him into the bedroom. He slowly opened the door and saw her lying on the bed in frilly, black lingerie. The lights were turned off and several candles and incense sticks were lit around the room. She got off and walked slowly towards Firestorm. When she was close enough, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him lightly on the lips before whispering in his ear, “Don’t worry, I’ll make everything better.”

She sat him down on the foot of the bed before getting on her knees and slowly undoing his pants. Firestorm was use to stuff like this, but he was shocked that Lucky, of all people, was doing this. His cock sprang out almost immediately, hard as a rock and stiffer than a board. She ran the tip of her tongue from the base all the way up to the tip and began swirling her tongue around the head. Firestorm closed his eyes and relaxed a bit, moaning slightly, as Lucky continued on. She began to slowly suck on top, eventually going deeper and deeper until she had the entire thing in her mouth. Firestorm’s eyes burst open and he was shocked to see her taking the entire thing like this. She thought about going down to his testicles too, but she began to think that might scare him, after all he probably wasn’t use to a girl doing this kind of thing to him. She started to purr like a cat, very accurately too, as a way to make things even more pleasurable for him. This just caused him to climax even faster, and before Lucky could even react, a huge load shot into her mouth. She moaned as it all came out, licking up every last bit she could. Firestorm looked at her, panting.

Lucky stood up and slowly laid Firestorm on his back and climbed up on top of him. Somehow, he was still hard, and Lucky didn’t want to waste an opportunity like this. She slowly slid down, letting his member slide into her, slowly at first. He moaned deeply when he felt how tight she was, and Lucky followed soon enough. She began lifting herself up and down, slowly speeding up as she went. Firestorm held her thighs as she worked herself up and down. Her moans were almost as load as his, she could feel the heat of arousal flowing through her, her intentions to help Firestorm slowly turning into a mad sense of lust and desire for him. She laid body against his and began to kiss him. He returned the kiss, letting his tongue swirl with hers. He moved on from her mouth to her neck and began to tenderly lick and kiss it. At this point, Firestorm was doing more work than Lucky was. He thrust himself into her at a speed he had never gone before. It was so fast he even began to start grunting at the amount of effort he was forcing into this. Lucky lifted herself back up and began to squeeze her breasts together, pinching her nipples until they were hard and firm. Her mind raced with emotions and thoughts, she didn’t want this to end, if anything she wanted even more from him. “Firestorm…” she moaned. “I think I’m going to-ooooh…” she moaned as her juices began to explode from her sex. Soon after, Firestorm finished as well, shooting another hot load into her, even larger than before. Lucky collapsed onto Firestorm, both of them panting.

She kissed him again before rolling off of him onto the other side of the bed. “That was… amazing.” She sleepily said.
“Yeah, it was. You really wore me out Luck.” She giggled before looking out the window. It was dark outside, probably going on to midnight. She looked at him and asked, “So I guess you’re going to be leaving now?” He cuddled her.
“Nah, I think I’ll spend some more time here.” Within seconds they were both asleep.

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Firestorm entered his house, fresh as a daisy and ready for anything. His sister was slightly upset with him because of the fact he was out all night, but nothing could ruin his mood. He walked up to his room to get some new clothes and saw an envelope on his bed. The stamp was a crossed wrench and hammer. He opened it up and pulled out a note.
“I told you I could fix anything.”
He smiled and put it in his drawer before heading back downstairs to grab something to eat.