Funny Firefighters Novels & Stories

... A phone call almost got me killed in a fire. I burst out of the flames, clutching a terrified cat. Outside, beside the geared-up firefighters, there were a bunch of familiar faces. They laughed, calling me the ultimate simp. Leading the pack was none other than my childhood friend, Colin Porter. He had called me an hour ago, claiming he was dying in a fire. Now he was unscathed, spotless. I realized this was just another prank of his.

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, called out a doc staring at his tab screen . "The glass will hold it...I am pretty sure",said Ronald confidently. "I take your word for it Ronald",said Smith ,gravely. "It is going to blast any second!" "Stay away from the glass" Sam gripped his weapon with eyes closed tight. And it blasted..... With fire. And a wave that went around giving out radiations . And then it stopped. All the people who had fallen down got up . And looked at each other and smiled and sighed. "We are all alive and well then?!",shouted a happy Ronald.

, he replied. “ like what can you possibly make?” she asked even further as they stopped what they were doing and stood there talking. “ I can probably made noodles and……….I can make tea to be really tasty”, before he could even finished talking, Michelle had burst in to boisterous laughter. She laughed really very hard that she had to hold her chest like she felt the pain of the laughter. “ you will tell me what’s funny with what I said”, he said forcing himself not to be affected with the laughter.

Three of the firefighters were seriously injured from the fire making Jared and Asher worried at how serious the fire was. After waiting for a long time, five wheels were pulled out, three injured firefighters and two people, a man and a young girl burnt beyond recognition. Jared walked to the body of what looked like Annette but he argued that it wasn't her. Asher also confirmed it and told the firefighters to go back in there and bring Annette. They both argued that she was still inside and that she might die if they don't save her. One of the firefighters asked them how they could be so sure she wasn't the one and just then, the necklace Asher had given Annette earlier that day dropped fr

She tried to rush inside the building, but she was prevented by the crowd. The fire safety workers had arrived and the fire was having problems. The pipe to pump the water was stuck and it was too short. I sneaked to the fire service. I punched the face of one of the staff I saw in the vehicle, before undressing him. I wore his fire service clothes.

“Like you are. You are meant to be here. You were always meant to be our Beta. You and Krista are going to make an amazing team just like me and your mom did.” I smile at her, and we cuddle up again. Everyone starts to get comfortable as the smoke smell settles down. “Tony mindlinked, they have the fires contained,” Betty announces. “The fire didn’t get into the pack lands.” Everyone lets out a sigh of relief. “Everyone, let's get to the kitchen and get some sandwiches ready for our fire fighters, they will be coming in hungry,” Mom tells everyone.

But now, with just a few words from Giara, his entire fierceness seemed to melt away. "Fine, but I'll need to add another security team for you." He held Giara awkwardly but as gently as he could, while his left hand instinctively reached for a cigar. "You forgot again!" Giara scolded, cute and sharp. "Smoking's bad for the baby." Simon clicked his tongue, tossed the cigar into a trash can, and muttered, "Okay, I'll stop." He scooped her up and headed for his car. "But you'll need to make it up to me some other way."

“That adrenaline’s got you all worked up, huh? Pretty little barista getting finger-fucked by the man who just pulled her from a burning building.” I bit my lip hard, trying not to cry out as he curled his fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot over and over. “We shouldn’t… people are right outside…” “Let them be,” he said, adding a third finger, stretching me. His thumb found my clit and rubbed fast, filthy circles. “You’re safe now. Let me take care of you.” The chaos outside, sirens, radio chatter, people yelling orders, only made it hotter. I was trembling, legs spread wide in the back of the fire truck while this muscular firefighter fingered me roughly under the blanket.

My voice was almost gone from all the screaming. It took several hours before the fire was finally put out. I saw one of the firefighters and immediately approached her.“How are my parents? Did you see them? Are they safe? "I asked, trembling. She lowered her head. “I'm sorry.” “W-what? What do you mean, sorry? ” I said, my voice shaking. Then I noticed her fellow firefighters. They suddenly became restless, and I quickly ran toward them. “Mommy... Daddy...” I whispered weakly.