5 comments/ 48181 views/ 11 favorites A Wild Ride By: misterwho It was a cool, rainy night. A strong breeze was blowing and the moment was captivating. Sunita felt a tingle in her skin; a tingle that suggested she should have been touched, loved before she came here. She ought not to have held herself back from him; her body ached now and complained of the tender spots at which she wanted to be touched, stroked and held. And now she was several thousand miles away from him, in the midst of friends. A group of very close, very intimate friends, including Dileep, but that didn't mean the same thing as a special one who she could let touch the most sensitive and deep of her body zones. She squeezed her thighs together to try arrest the growing sense of warmth between her legs but only succeeded in arousing herself some more. "Come on, get into the car!" Ritu called out to her. Four guys and Ritu and she were out on the town, the seminar for which they had come to Mangalore having ended earlier in the evening. All of them had a few drinks, and Sunita, who normally could hold her drinks rather well, was already feeling a little heady. She could not decide whether it was the weather, the close encounter she had had with him or just the dizzying proximity to her old friend Dileep. Whichever it was, she felt vulnerable. She had inkling that if anyone propositioned her tonight, she would be his. That scared her, and she was extra alert to make sure that she stayed within limits. But the very fact that she was extra conscious meant that things she would have normally taken in her stride were appearing to her to have overtones... Like the fact that six of them were to cram into a taxicab that was to seat four passengers. Five would be a squeeze, but six was really overdoing it. None of them however wanted to make it a split into two vehicles; it would just take away the fun of being one big gang. Two of the guys squeezed into the single seat next to the driver. Ritu, Sunita, Dileep and the other guy got into the back. Even though Sunita and Dileep were married to other people, the tacit understanding in the group was if there was any activity, Sunita and Dileep would be paired. Just a natural couple with a great relationship. There were no sexual overtones. Dileep had more than once told Sunita that he would have loved to marry her had he met her in time. And Sunita had routinely laughed at him, eyes sparkling, and her manner hovering between a flirtatious woman and the demure shy housewife that she was. Today was no exception and subtly but surely, it was worked out in such a way Sunita and Dileep were going to be next to each other. Four of them in the back of the car meant some squeezing and sitting at angles. Ritu and Rahul sat quite comfortably; Rahul at the window and Ritu in the middle. Next was Sunita and Dileep was at the other window. The only difference was that while Rahul and Ritu sat next to each other, Sunita had her leg slightly resting on top of Dileep. The formal relationship between Rahul and Ritu meant they would sit square next to each other. And the intimate equation between Sunita and Dileep meant that if Sunita was half on Dileep's lap that would be fine. In fact, Sunita was expected to do that so that Ritu would be comfortable sitting next to Rahul. Ritu squeezed Sunita's shoulder; a gesture that could have meant anything from thanks for making it comfortable for me, to I know what that closeness to Dileep means to you. The taxi jolted off to a start. There were jokes and laughter, but also complaints and exclamations as the taxi bounced and bumped along. "This is just too much!" exclaimed Ritu as the cab threw her against Rahul and she clutched at the seat in front of her to steady herself. Her breasts were pressing against his arm and she was embarrassed. "Let me make more space for you," said Sunita, getting half onto Dileep's lap. She was now sitting on one leg with her legs on either side of that leg of his. This made substantial space for Ritu who spread out now with a loud "Whew!" The road surface wasn't getting any better but fortunately, the cabbie had brought them to their first stop; a hilltop from where they could see the rough sea stretching to the distance. It was dark and they could see distant lights. They stood at the railing as the guys reached for matchboxes and cigarettes. Sunita and Dileep wandered off a bit. Dileep didn't smoke; another one of those things she secretly admired in him. They stood there watching the silhouette of palms swaying wildly. To Sunita it seemed those palm trees were representative of the wild swings on her inside. Their hands touched briefly when they stood at the railings. She didn't move her hand. He was surprised but he didn't show it. Very gently, subtly, he moved his hand away. He gasped in surprise as the woman of his dreams allowed her own hand to catch up with his. This time he did not move off, rather he allowed himself to feel the soft warmth of her hands. Perhaps for the first time in all these years he could actually feel how she felt. Sunita just needed the warmth and the touch. Tonight she felt the need for so much loving. She just craved touch and warmth and her Dileep was here tonight; the same Dileep who for years had hovered around her, needs unstated but obvious. "Come on, guys!" someone called out to them. We don't want to be late at dinner. It broke the reverie. Sunita's hand felt alone as Dileep was quick to pull his hand back and move away. "Come let's go," he said to her in a voice that was barely a whisper. This time when they climbed into the car, Sunita seated herself on Dileep's lap, her legs straddling his one leg. As the car lurched and jumped she allowed her body to sag onto his. At one point she felt the need to spread her legs and brace herself for a big jolt. And in that movement, her pussy ground against the thigh between her legs. It was not intentional and it caught both of them by surprise. But the warmth that he felt on his thigh was unmistakable. Equally unmistakable for Sunita was the tremble of passion she felt in the grinding. She gasped and leaned back a bit. Her hair was in his face and she rubbed the back of her head against his face, hoping the darkness in the cab would allow her this small liberty. He shuddered involuntarily and his cock shot to attention all at one go. The grinding pussy against his thigh was bad enough but the tingling sensations triggered by the hair and her head were maddening. He let his hand rest on her hip. And just stay there. Sunita let her body rub against him more and more as the journey wore on. The dampness on his thigh was now unmistakable. Dileep did not dare make a move of his own as this woman was someone he had worshipped from a distance but never considered the possibility of touching her. She was married. And she was so much a family woman he could not have imagined anything of the sort. She could not say for sure what made her do it, but at some point she felt she move more squarely onto his lap. She regretted it almost instantly, because her ass felt the outline of a raging erection in his lap. Dileep gripped the handle on the door of the car with his left hand. This was getting to be crazy. He shut his eyes and hoped the erection would die. But the car had other ideas. As it swayed and lurched, her ass and her pussy ground onto him mercilessly. Dileep wanted to control her movements. His hand slid up from where it was on her hip, but under her blouse and Sunita felt a rush of heat surging up to her face when she felt his hands on her torso. He tried to hold her steady but merely ended up gripping her hard. His hand was now just below her breast and he was extremely conscious of the curve and the sumptuous flesh further up. She caught his hand through the blouse. She didn't push it down or away. She seemed to be limiting where it wandered. A jostle of the cab jerked her hand and she ended up guiding his hand onto her breast. The motion rubbed his hand on the lace and he distinctly felt her nipple. Dileep's other hand went to her thigh and he rubbed her thigh. His other hand cupped her breast. Sunita froze. This was her Dileep, doing to her what she desperately needed and wanted to avoid tonight. She felt so vulnerable. She didn't want to fuck or even let anyone other than her husband Karan touch her. She had never fantasized about anyone other than that other mysterious him. And here she was with Dileep. Dileep was maddened with lust and Sunita's passive response to where his hands had ended gave him a sense that he had a chance which he could well afford to take. He pulled up her skirt on the side which was towards the door. His hands felt the warmth soft flesh of her legs. It wandered to the inside of her thigh. Sunita felt her legs involuntarily open. She now shifted herself to face slightly away from the side Ritu was facing. Dileep could see her profile and her mouth was so clearly hanging open with lust. Dileep's hand moved to the inside of her thigh and felt the heat source. She was wet and hot as hell. He palmed her crotch. She shifted uncomfortably, and all she succeeded in doing was press down hard on his impossibly hard cock. Sunita fucked down on the protrusion between her asscheeks and thought to herself that this was ridiculous and she needed to stop it. But the driver was driving so recklessly and the road was so bad that she was just being forced to dry fuck Dileep. She wanted to control this before her own lust got out of hand or before Dileep lost his composure. She had kept him at bay for so long and it would be a pity now to allow years of restraint to be unleashed thus. She figured she needed to get off his lap. She held onto the seat in front of her and raised her body to start to move off him. She held herself up poised and looked down to Ritu and asked her to make space for her. In that instant, Dileep had unzipped his pants and gave his cock a well needed massage. He let out the pillar of hot flesh as it had got snagged in his jocks and needed reorientation. But Ritu was taking too long to make the space Sunita needed and Sunita's arm was beginning to ache. Sunita let herself down and she was shocked to feel the penis under her. Under her skirt. Dileep had his hands pulling her panties aside. It dug into her soft pussy flesh. Sunita raised herself a bit and shifted and Dileep made the most of the moment to try pull her panties down. They were now just above her knees allowing him access but not allowing her to spread enough. But this was not what Sunita had in mind. This time she propped herself up determined to move onto Ritu's lap if necessary. But the car had a mind of its own. The pothole into which it went with a bang had Sunita lose her grip and Dileep had his hands in the right places. He caught the momentum of Sunita's falling hips and impaled her on his cock. She squealed and fortunately that squeal was drowned in the chorus of protests and groans from all other passengers. Now she had another man's cock in her. She stayed put. Enjoying the jostling and the jiggling from the ride. She ground around once on the cock in her and then raised herself off to try and move away. Just when his cockhead was nearing the outer lips, his hands on her hips prevented her from rising. She held on to the seat and kept her body up, poised to avoid the fucking. But every light bump was a prod downward onto the waiting cockhead. She gasped and bit her lips to control the noises which seemed to her to be a full giveaway. And then when her hand ached, she just had to sink back. Oh! That feeling was so good. She sat back and luxuriated in the warmth of the pillar embedded in her. Her hand dropped to his hip as she held him. Then her fingers felt the body under her. Of a friend, and yet of a stranger. She tried to raise herself again. But this time her own spiraling lust forced her to fall back with a sigh. Dileep's hands were now on both her breasts clutching hard as she rode him. Ritu looked the other way; it seemed as if she knew and wanted to ignore what was happening. Sunita timed her fucking now with the lurches and bumps of the car. She joined in the chorus of "ooohs" and "aahs" as the car jerked about. She fucked Dileep hard and furiously. She felt his cock swell as the hope of a mutual orgasm became the new goal. She held on to the seat ahead and propped herself up. Dileep fucked upward. The car took a long climb to the hotel on the top of a hill. They would be there very soon. Sunita started to bounce with a sense of urgency. She adjusted her angle so that the sensations from the upper front of her cunt could be maximized. Just then the car reached the portico of the hotel. "We are here!" chorused the rest of the team as they spilled out of the car. "You guys go, Dileep and I will join you," called out Sunita, her unbridled lust allowing her to be bold in her suggestion. She patted the driver on the shoulder and asked him to take the car to the car park. She now reached forward and gripped the passenger handle on the top of the passenger seat in the front of the car. The cock was just out of her cunt and she could not take the vacuum even for a moment. She searched desperately for a second anchor that would allow her to fuck this cock mindlessly till both of them achieved release from the build up of desire. She could only grab the driver's shoulder. He turned to look if he was being called and noticed the hands under her blouse kneading her breasts frantically. "Suno," she managed a gasp. "Bas aap gaadi le chalo". ("Listen, just drive!") And she bounced up and down. Moans escaped her lips as she cared not, now also that the driver knew exactly what was happening. "Aaaaaaaaah, Dileep my darling!" she cried out. Her hands provided her with the leverage she needed to fuck the cock and twist and turn. She felt the head nosing probing and filling her. "Take this and this and this and this!" she mumbled. The driver was stunned as he drove quickly to the darkest corner of the parking lot. Her finger nails dug into his shoulder as she felt the cock rake her pussy lips. Dileep was going crazy with the way the cunt was pushing back his skin. With each thrust downward his cockhead was unsheathed a bit more and got a little more swollen. He pinched and twisted Sunita's nipples wanting to give her at least some of the pleasure he was getting. But she was wild and driven that night. She fucked in a way that pleasured every layer of the labial lips. And she smothered her Dileep's cock with her juices and her love sheath. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as Dileep's cock surged with cum and signaled the end for him. His hands slid down to her hips and she held her from there and pulled her down onto his cock. His hands guided the intensity of her thrusting and he felt his seed boil over. "Take this my darling, my love," he hissed as he shot upwards into her. "Oh! That is such a lot!" she moaned as she took it all in. Her pussy clenched and snapped at his cock. She felt a surge of juices flow down from her cunt, soaking his pubic hair and his cock. In the throes of his orgasm his hands flew around and clutched at her breasts and her thighs. His finger nails dug into her soft body as he pounded every ounce of his cum into her. Her own nails dug into the shoulder of the driver who watched transfixed as the couple fucked each other wildly. Sunita turned around and her wet open lips planted a full kiss on Dileep. She sucked in this tongue and kissed him with an animal vigor as the quakes subsided slowly. She let her body down. The pussy was snug against the base of his cock. She ground herself and squeezed out every ounce of pleasure that either of them was going to get in those moments. Then she did something she could not relate to the Sunita she knew. She wiggled her hips and he shuddered and wailed a low animal moan as the last vestiges of fluid remains were squeezed from him and pooled between his legs with her own juices. She lifted herself off only when the penis was now just a jut of over-sensitive flesh, quite useless to her. In one jiffy she was out of the car. She pulled back the panties up in a race to catch the juices running down her legs. She ran at a trot into the brightness of the hotel, wondering how she was going to face either Dileep or the taxi driver on the way back......... A Wild Ride *Before I begin, I want to share with you my reason for this story's theme. For as long as I can remember, I've had a fascination with Limousines or Limos. To some that may not matter much, to even more it may even mean alot less than little. I have rode in few limo's, but each time I've enjoyed it a great deal. Not only does it an awesome experience in a small manner, but it allows my "Erotic Imagination" to run a little wild. Even driving by a limo, or seeing one pass us by. I can't help but close my eyes and scarcely imagine who's inside... and what they are doing. The average american has the fantasy of a sexual encounter in a limo. We see it occur in movies, and read of it in magazines and books. Yet not many live to enjoy the fruits of that experience. Those that do, are rare and lucky. But it's a secret fantasy of mine. So enjoy!* Krystal sat in her comfort inside the Limo. Waiting outside for her husband and his their guests to return from their meal. She felt awkward, maybe even... a bit uncomfortable. It was planned for weeks in advance, and she can remember how it seemed so quick. She was excited to the idea before, but now that it was actually here... she had to admit being nervous. She felt the satin dress grow clingy and itchy. She didn't want to disappoint her husband, Luke; but she was... Suddenly her trail of thought was broken by conversation, and the Limo's door opening. She smiled as Luke climbed in. His blonde swayed back hair giving off his blue eyes, and wide smile. He hunched over and climbed over sitting next to Krystal: Luke: "Hi Honey." *Giving her a Kiss.* Krystal: "Hey." *Giving him a Kiss.* Krystal's attention shifted as they're guests too climbed in, sitting across from them. They were Martin, and Rita. Rita smiled with her Dark Maroon Lipstick curving around her Pearl White Smile, the kinda smile that made anyone smile right back. Her dark black hair flowed with elegance over her tan skin and rested on her shoulders. Her breasts were barely covered by the thin strips of black cloth of her dress. A beautiful figure she had, and the dress had no trouble showing what lovely of a figure it was. Her Husband, Martin; stood tall with Broad Shoulders. Krystal knew him through Luke because they worked together at a Firm back when he was getting his bearings. Martin's trimmed beared was even and clean, leaving no signs of any shadow to show for. His suit of course matched his size in the shoulders, while his neck gave away to his masculine features. His tie was Maroon, matched by a White Pin-Stripe shirt. He had a small piercing in his upper ear, a small diamond. He smiled at Krystal: Luke: "We good?" Martin/Rita: "Yup, we're set." Luke reached behind and knocked on the glass. The Limo went in gear, and the four felt themselves slip away as they drove off. Krystal felt her heart skip a beat as they pulled out onto the main street and pass by the clusters of motorists through the darkened windows. Luke wrapped his arm around Krystal, offering comfort for her. She smiled warmly up at him. Suddenly the silence was broken by Martin's voice: Martin: "You weren't kidding about the food. The Calamari was good, needed something else but relatively good." Luke: "See, some foods are good for ya. You'd be surprised." Martin: "Yeah, but need to keep a good view of things. Especially with the diet I need to keep." Rita: *cutting off martin* "Whoa, diet? Since when do you do a diet. Your fine." Martin: "Well do you want me to stay this way?" *Smiles* Rita: "What, masculine, well toned, strong, healthy? Of course, but wouldn't kill or hurt to try to new things... lots to do." Martin: *Chuckles* "Okay, if it makes you feel better you can pick one the next time." Krystal smiled, she felt Luke's hand running down her arm... and the hair on her neck stand up. He moved in as though whispering somthing to her ear and she giggled as she felt his teeth bite her lobe. The two continued their flirty conversation, but Krystal's attention was all on Luke: Luke: "I liked your dress tonight... it looks good on you. Why are you so tense?" Krystal couldn't offer an immediate anwser, how do you give an anwser for somthing that you felt would be so simple. She looked down with a glance of guilt and at the same time, embarrassment. It was all she could talk about, and now... here at the pentacle of the moment... she's getting cold feet: Luke: "Hey, listen... *tipping his chin up to look at her.* You don't have to go through with it... if you don't want to." *He smiled* Krystal smiled wide again. Luke was all that was best in her, and maybe more. In everything ever in their 6 years of marrige they were always support for one another. If one of them felt terrible, they'd be there. In Luke's case, he was perhaps the best thing that happened to her. She moved up at his smiling face and gave a soft kiss. But soon that kiss turned to a tongue probing makeout... his hands cradling her face... while her arm wrapped around his thick neck. They sat their for several minutes, until the silence broke their kissing... and Krystal's face turned bright red... as Rita and Martin watched with wide grins across both their faces. The four all broke in a laughter of awkward moments: Martin: "Please, don't let us stop ya... it's not everyday you see the moment shift in such a steady way." Luke: "She's just a bit nervous... that's all." Rita: "Awww... first time?" Krystal: "Yeah kinda... it's just kinda new, I mean other people around y'know... watching... just kinda weird." Rita: "It can be, but then soon you kinda forget about it... doesn't appeal as much y'know." Martin: "I remember first time that was..." Rita: "Oh you were so nervous you were afraid to get naked. Then I had to like pull your dick out myself and you were like, all huddling so no one could see." Martin: "Well... Rita: "Well nothin'..." They laughed and joked more and more. And as the convoersations became more and more less tense, Krystal felt her comfort grow greater... her relaxation grew reformed and with each glass of wine she felt her sense of being tense leave her completely. She finally sipped her 5th glass and it came out of her mouth: Krystal: "She has some nice tits!" Martin laughed and Rita laughed even harder. It was a bold statment, but clearly one that was not a sober one: Rita: "You like them. 33 D, wanna better look?" Krystal felt a nerve click and looked over at Luke: Luke: "What you looking at me for, you said it!" *chuckling* Krystal gathered herself: "Ok, sure let's see." Rita took her purse down off her shoulder, and gathered her hair up in a handful. Martin reached behind her neck and undid the clasp that held the top up over her breasts, the clasp undone; the silky fabric came down exposing her lush breasts. Krystal smiled widly with Luke as they all took in the sight of her: Martin: "I call those my "Torpedoes". Luke: "Oh yeah, sink a ship right?" Martin: "Shit.... she sinks my ship every weekend!!" Krystal: "Now.. are those natural?" Rita: "No Impants... I wasn't happy with natural, but getting these... oh I like them. Especially cus I know it drives him nuts when I clean house in a t-shirt." Martin's hands came around and grabbed up her breasts, Rita smiled and laughed as he lifted her up and sat her on his lap. Martin: "Yeah, she'll walk around the house right... wearing the Tightest T-shirt she can possibly find, and I'll sit there or help... and the whole time I'm distracted and getting a hard on. Cus this woman's tits are so fucking big their hugging this shirt, and her nipples are hard, oh god I swear it's too much. Soon I just end up picking her up and we go have sex for a few hours or we have sex somewhere in the house!" Rita: "I like it cus I know nothing get's to him more than my boobs!" Martin: "Damn right... " *He then took one into his mouth and sucked it, Krystal watched as Rita cried out and playfully smacked his shoulder but gave in and let him take it. Krystal felt Luke's own hand begin to rub the length of her leg. His nose nuzzling her cheek bone and her loose blonde hair. She smiled and watched the two in front of her, and suddenly rita looked over at her and smiled: Rita: "Hey! I showed you mine now I wanna see yours." Krystal: "I'm sorry?" Rita: "Let's see." *scooting down off Martin's Lap.* Luke: "Fair is fair Krys..." Krystal: "But... I dunno.. the driver..." Rita: "Driver is driving, window's up... c'mon. Don't be shy.. we're all adults here." Krystal felt Luke undoing her Dresses corset ties from the back. She leaned forward and felt her face catch fire from blushing. It didn't help that Rita's eyes and grin were saying more too. Rita stuck her tongue out and then giggled playfully as Luke peeled down his Wife's dress top. Her breasts were large but not really firm: Rita: "Oh you got wonderful breasts. Good size, and all natural too." Rita reached across and touched them. Krystal's eyes flashed like someone who'd struck the slot machines hard! Her gaze turned to Luke and then to Martin who sat and watched as their wives had mindless fun. Rita took advantage of this opportunity, her hands felt over Krystal's skin which was tanned too. Her nipples were hard and her breasts had to been just under C cup size. One nipple had a tiny ring through it. Rita took a moment to flick that a few times with a giggle, but soon returned to letting her hands roam over her skin.. squeezing the breasts and feeling them out as if like a doctor was giving her a checkup. She let them go and sat back: Rita: "She's got awesome tits." Luke: "I know, these are the same tits I come home to every night." Martin and Rita: "Lucky Guy." Krystal sat back and Luke rested back with her. Martin and Rita also did the same. For a moment there was silence, but then a flirty show began between Rita and Martin. Luke and Krystal watched with grins as the two shared flirty whispers... their faces inches from one another... Krystal's eyes watched his hand as it traveled up her leg and under the length of her dress. She grinned and caught the eyes of Rita, then they fluttered and shut. Leaning in she whispered somthing to Martin and he peeled her dress up higher... exposing the sight of his hand cupping her bare crotch... she wasn't wearing any panties! Krystal's own legs shook... excitement spilled from her within, and her juices began to flow from her pussy. Luke's hand reaches over and cups one of her breasts... and she doesn't think... she feels her hand reach across and rub his leg. The two watch the other two. The four silent and slowly growing restless, but at the same time... more and more wanting. The Limo speeds onward, taking the originated detour to the Highway. Back to the Prime Residence. As they felt themselves climb the onramp to the highway, they all were distracted. Rita and Martin continued to touch and feel one another... while Krystal and Luke watched. Krystal's hand roamed up and around Luke's pant leg, her eyes transfixed on the Rita across from her. Martin's mouth sucked on her breast... his tongue flicking her nipple and giving it little bites, while his hand still teased her pussy. It at first was just lightly massaging her mound, but now it was rubbing in a steady counter clockwise motion. His motion directed on her lips and just on her clit. Her head was tilted back on the leather seat and her legs fully spread... she cooed every so often to his fingers as they ran over her clit. Krystal saw the finely trimmed runway leading down to her lips. Rita's hand ran through Matin's hair, grasping a thick handful as he sucked on her other breast. Krystal's legs parted slightly, and she was surprised. Luke's tongue extended and gave a gentle light lick along the stiff nipple... then he took it in his mouth sucking gently on the areola. She watched his mouth and held his head with a single hand that cradled the side of his head, running her fingers through his blonde hair. His hand traveled south again... she didn't fight it, she couldn't... they'd gone so far past the point of no return it might as well be all the way. She felt her legs open with the tangible worries of being both excited and scared. Then a warm and tingly sensation rippled across her skin as Luke's hand rubbed her pussy through her black silk panties. His tongue and mouth switched to lick her other breast, but his hand still massaged her inner thighs, groin, and just along the outside of her panties. Luke could smell the musty scent, and soon after he could feel her panties begin to grow damp. He smiled and brought his hand up, licking one finger... but then offered her the other. She took it into her mouth without question or hesitation. Meanwhile across from Luke and Krystal; Rita was enjoying her own time with Martin. He had such a way with teasing her... wherever they went. Restaurants, Movies, Bars. He always found a means of cover to tease her to orgasm. He would slip his hand under her skirt or dress, of course not wearing any panties. And he would tease her clit and finger her to a bone shuddering orgasm in the presence of SO MANY people. Without a single one of them being even remotely aware of what was happening or for that matter, what had happened. It was exhilerating, it was intense, and this night was no exception. They had been swingers for several years, the first way of starting was when they actually went to a swingers party. It was a suburban couple straight out of Santa Monica, but they had moved once the husband had gotten a new job in a higher bank. The new job of course ment a higher bankroll, so it was good to know new faces in the new light. But these new faces weren't those of average people who run up on good luck, oh no they were wild. The first night they enjoyed a few beers at a exclusive party before retiring to a bedroom at the hotel there. Before the hour was in, the four of them were so buzzed and flirty they ended up fucking like rabbits. She remembered every moment of that night, but it was now and here her thoughts were broken as she felt her body stiffen with the feeling of being filled. Martin's fingers pushed inside her pussy, her gasp attracting the eyes of Luke and Krystal who too were busy in their own fun: Rita: *Breathing Heavily* "Haa... oh shit... he surprised me." *giggles* All three chuckled and returned to their ways. Martin's fingers pushed and rocked, his wrist rotating slightly as her hips grinded. Her gaze shifting down on his... a primal look... lust driven exchange of glances that made Krystal want to watch them more. Her eyes watched them lip read eachother, murmmuring words and seductive talk. Until her eyes met Rita's. Rita caught her eyes and stared intently back at Krystal... The look made Krystal even hotter... her lips curled into a grin, and so did Rita. The two were getting turned on watching one another... she was hooked. Krystal felt her behavior change as she sat forward and peeled her dress up over her waist and sat back, her dress hiked up now like Rita's allowed for the others to see just like they could see them. She laid back and grasped Luke by his tie pulling him in for a kiss. The two engaged in a lustful deep kiss. Luke was as unprepared for the move as he was situtated, his balance almost stumbled from her pull on his tie: Rita: "Whoa! Go Krys.." *Sighs* Martin: "Guess she's not the shy one now huh?" Rita: "Well I gotta say, she's definitly got the right idea... so let's follow her lead." Rita pulled his fingers from her pussy and sucked them into her mouth. Cleaning them with her tongue she pushed Martin back in his seat and exchanged a kiss with him, his neatly trimmed beard bristling along her lips like a toothbrushes bristles. She slowly moved down.. kissing his neck and down his shirt... undoing his shirt one button at a time. Peeling it open to show for his masculine thick body, hairless and well firm from much weight training. She finally came to his belt, and then his crotch. The long outline of his member gave way to the tense moment building. Her hand ran over it... caressed it.. giving it a light lick and bite. The moment was growing more intense, Martin watched his wife as she looked up at him.. her long tongue extending and tracing the outline. Krystal broke the kiss with Luke and felt him roll her over and sit her across the length of the seat... the leather circulatory seating was good for transporting the minimum of 20 or more people. On this given night, it would be good use for a comfort zone. Krystal laid back... her back resting against the leather cover of the corner, just a ways away from Martin and Rita. She watched Luke as he removed his suit jacket and undid his tie, stripping it free and discarding them both on the seat. He moved down between her legs. Flicking his tongue and kissing her inner thighs. Looking up at her as her gasps heaved her chest in a shuddering way. She felt her heart racing and looked over. Martin had been pinned down by Rita, but now Rita was teasing her Husband... running her tongue and giving little glances up at him. Rita now undoing his belt and fly, peeled them down. His black boxers underneath gave a free for all look at the size of his cock, and Krystal was shocked. Even though covered, it had to be atleast a good 8 inches... the girth was hard to say but she staked it at around 1 ¹/² maybe 2 inches. She let out a chuckle and looked down at Luke who grasped her waist bands of her panties and with a steady motion, peeled them off: Rita turned: "I wanna see her pussy..." Luke pushed Krys's left leg far over and her right leg high up... it touched the celing and Krys grasped it for a few moments so as to show Rita and Martin. Her pussy was not shaved, but it had a nice triangle shadow. It was gorgeous with fleshy lips and a very nice wetness that almost presented a look of being hot and nicely massaged with creamy oils. Rita moved across for a moment.. licking her fingers and rubbing them on Krystal's mound... the act suddenly made Krystal bite her lip and almost lose her grip on her leg. The feeling trickled out like warm honey, tantalizing over each of her limbs: Rita: "Mmmmm very nice... very nice pussy." *giving it a few pats* Rita climbed back over and proceeded to tease her husband's cock, finally pulling it free from his boxers. Showing for it's size and it being shaven. Martin's hand held Rita's black hair up away from her face as her dark marroon lips wrapped around the shaft... slurping on the head and flicking it with her tongue. Often he would see her take it from her mouth and run the flat side of her tongue from the scrotum all the way up to the base of the head... then engulf it again... slurping the mix down of her saliva and his precum. Krystal watched across, and often looked down as Luke came closer... and closer... his tongue tracing the groin muscle. With each touch from his tongue tip, Krystal could feel her groin muscle flex and tense. The shock it was getting was going to be nothing compared to when Luke would work over her bean. As he cam closer... each flick moving with an inch pace to her lips.. she felt her hands run over her tits, squeezing them... her head shifting back and forth to watch him lick his way to her mound... and Rita sucking off the massive stud that was her husband. She shuddered and felt Luke's tongue taste her. Luke watched from below as he flicked the pink folds... probing deep and lashing the inner walls of her loins. Krystal's gasp was one of feeling but one of being so horny. Across from him he could hear his friend Martin, also give ooh's and ahh's from the cocksucking he was getting. He could see his wife watching intently him, and them. He slurped and drank down juices as they leaked endlessly into his tongue and mouth... he undid the collar of his shirt and soon after a few buttons down. His tongue and mouth working long and slow... teasing and tonguing her wetness with stimulation that chilled her to the bone. Her hips rocked and shivered. Luke brought his hands up and pushed her right leg back toward her... Krystal helped and held her one leg up, hooking it by the back of the knee. Luke then wrapped his left arm around her right leg and rested it across her front waist, his hand coming down and using his fingers spread her lips wide apart. It now kept her held still despite all her squirming and her hips, and at the same time helped him with a better form of access to her folds. He looked up at her and the sight of her face tense with pleasure was awesome. Her blonde hair drabbed over her shoulders and her dark eyeshadowed eyes showed for her gorgeous facial features. Her arms stretched above her head and grasped the leather seating tightly, as her body felt the intense pulsing of her libido. She watched him. His tongue flicked and sucked on her clit, tasting it and slurping down the rivers of pussy juices that came creaming endlessly from her... she hadn't come yet and she was sooo fucking wet. It was crazy. A Wild Ride Across, Martin's face was a gentle red and his forehead beaded with sweat... his wife slurped and sucked harder... faster... working the swollen meat of his rod to a light pink. She released her hold from it with her mouth and grasped it in a small fist, giving it a fast hard measure of stroking. Unrelenting as she came up close to his face: Rita: "Yeaaaaah... stroking this hard cock... mmmm like it..." Martin: "Yeaaah I like it... stroke it... love it when you strok it baby..." Rita: "Mmm I know you do... looking at your face tensing... fighting me..." *kisses him gently* Martin: "Ooooh! Yeaaaaaah... ah ah... okay okay... oh shit..." *kisses* Martin stops her hand... feeling his climax coming on. He suddenly nods over at the two. Rita looks to see Luke having a feast with Krystal's pussy. His tongue flicking and slurping on her clit.. suddenly bringing a finger down and teasing it on her lips, and gently... pushing it in: Rita: "Mmmmm fuck yeaaaah...." Martin's hand found Rita's pussy again as she sat on her knees watching them, her hand gently stroking his cock. His fingers teasing her clit, making her voice shaky for a moment: Rita: "How does that feel Krystal... he eating your pussy real good?" Krystal: *Shaky voice and sighing* "Oh he's eating me so good... fuck... Mmmm." Rita looked down at Martin as he flicked her nipple, and moved his hand faster... a soft wet squishing making it's audible as Rita gripped his shoulder with a claw like grip... her eyes closed and enjoying the feel of his fingers fucking her with a quick driven pace. Rita: "Ah... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuh Fffffuck...." Krystal grasped the seat harder... the feeling of luke's fingers deep in her cunt making it almost mind frying to stay still. She squirmed... she pulled... she struggled... her every limb strained to move but luke held her firm. Held her still to the motion of his fingers pushing in and out, his fingers curled touching the g-spot: Krystal: "OH MY GOD!!" *she cried outloud* Then suddenly they all laughed and tried to hush her: Luke: "Shhh... the driver..." Krystal couldn't help it though... her body was on fire, her limbs were almost shaking from the stimulation her body was enduring. She could feel it... feel it building... growing... almost immeasurable in intensity. Then she flet it, in her stomach, her clit throbbing through it like a pulse, the steady fast hot beating of it as the chilling warmth intensified... expanding outward... her chest... her legs... her very skin felt almost like satin or silk. "Oh God... OH GOD I'm gonna cum!! I FEEL IT... SO STRONG!!" Was all she could think. She could hear Rita talking, but didn't know what she said... all she could see below was the fast moving fingers of Luke and his tongue on her clit. And then her eyes shut tight, she couldn't talk... couldn't move... couldn't think... then the wave came... fast and strong, and washed her away in a storm of explosive chills. Across Rita and Martin watched... Rita smiled on as she watched Krystal's amazing figure convulsed and arched off the seat as Luke ate her pussy, finger fucking her tight walls to an intense orgasm. She turned to Martin's smiling face and grinned deviously: Rita: "My turn for some of that tongue big boy." *grasping him by the jaw and running her thumb over his lips... his mouth sucking on her thumb lightly*. Krystal sat up, her legs feeling like jello on the leather lining of the seat... She kissed Luke drunk with lust. Her lips and tongue taking control in an instant, Martin pushed Rita back into the corner against the Limo door slightly. Parting her legs wide... Rita extended her right leg high up resting it on the upper back of her seat, while her left hung off the edge of the seat. Martin moved down and went to work with his tongue. The view was a perfect one for Krystal's eyes. She kissed and made out with Luke, but every so often her eyes glanced over with his as they watched the situation with Martin and Rita now take a reverse action. Krystal's hand blindly searched for Luke's crotch and found it, grasping the thick outline of his member as it was still hidden. She squeezed and rubbed it, making his eyes close with the feeling of her delicate hands teasing him. Krystal leaned him back on the limo's seated side. Her hands snaking down and undoing his fly and zipper... peeling them down with his boxers, she left them at his ankles. His 7-inch. Cock rested on his waist, pointing straight upward with a small square patch of pubic hair. She ran her hand up the length of his foreskin, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and giving it a soft squeeze. The face of Luke tensed for a second but watched her hand as it worked it's way up and down... twisting her wrist with her motion. Krystal soon had a slow, but steady rhythm giving his cock a slow hand job. Stopping once every so often to tickle the head with the tip of her tongue or spit on it. She looked up at him and smiled, he looked over to martin and Rita. Krystal too had looked. Across from them they could hear the vocal reaction Martin was provoking from Rita. Her sighs and gasps were high and sharp. Rita lay back on the seat, her neck resting comfortably on the leather fold of the doors arm rest. Her leg's spread and below was the hot site of Martin's face buried deep inside her pussy. Her runway ran down the length, but the real sight came when she could see his tongue extended and flicking wildly over her clit. He would soon after take the time to suck her lips, slurping and swallowing down the juices that leaked from her box. She looked down, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Strands of her black hair were wet with sweat, matting to her forehead. Krystal turned her look back to Luke and with a smile of deviousness; she took him into her mouth. Her head moving with pace and rhythm, Slurping and bobbing up and down. Luke face tensed as the feeling began to manifest quickly, chilling and warming his core with chills. His hand grasped up her short blonde hair and held it to the side. His eyes watched as her lips glided up and down his shaft as she took him in and out of her mouth. Her eyes looking up at his slightly red face, her tongue extending out and the flat side running up the base of his shaft, all the way up to his crown. The feeling he got from her teasing his head made him groan. Across, Rita still squealed with lustful delight as Martin's tongue worked on her clit, she could feel it just throbbing... pulsing harder with each moment he slowed his pace or stopped all together: Rita: "OH! Ohhh! Fuck... Oh Fuck... Oh Fuck... Yeh.. Yea.. Yeah.. Yes... yes... yes... yes... that's it... that's it... suck it.. suck it... Mmmmm!! God... FUCK!! Fuck...." *Gasping/Rapid Breathing* Rita shot up off her seat, her pelvis bucking wildly. She supported herself high up on her elbows as her back arched. Martin's strong broad arms holding her tightly around the legs as her body thrashed about, she came... and came and came... and each time she felt an explosive chill run over her every inch. Krystal could hear them, and slurped hard and fast. Her hand working on Luke's cock and sucking it harder as she listened to the couple enjoy a climax of their own. She released her hold with a wet sloppy pop as Luke's head left her lips: Luke: "Ahh... Awww fuck baby..." Krystal: "Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?" Luke: "Yeah... come here and watch with me.." Krystal came up and sat on his lap, her eyes taking in the sight of Martin sucking down every drop of Rita's pussy. Her convulsions still going as she came slowly down from her climax. Krystal exchanged a flirty few whispers with her husband, her eyes watching Rita. Suddenly feeling Luke's hand cup her breast, and massage it. And then feeling his other hand as it teased her clit, rubbing it fast and lightly. Krystal's pussy responded with chilling warmth. The tingles rippled out over her as she felt it before: Krystal: "Mmm fuck... fuc.. fuck me..." Luke grabbed her chin and turned it to him: "What do you want?" Krystal looked him in the eyes with primal urgency: "Fuck me." Rita sat up, her hand grasping Martin's exposed thick member. She stroked it off. Looking over at Krystal: Rita: "Fuck her... fuck her hard.. I wanna see that pussy get pounded real good." Luke helped Krystal's leg across... she eased in position... her legs parted wide and felt herself ease down on his cock. It pushed passed her folds and eased inside. A big whoosh of breath left them both, as they took in the feelings, relaxing for a moment. Krystal then steadily raised her body up and leaned back to Luke. Her hands outstretched grasping the leather seating for support as she leaned back. Luke's own hands held her up by the waist, as his member was halfway out and steadily pushing back in. Steadily Krystal's rhythm picked up... her eyes shut and her head tilted back as she slowly rode his cock. Her steady rise and descent was showing off to Rita and martin. They watched as they could see the fleshy folds squeeze and tightly grip his shaft, the scent of their sex was thick through out the entire limo's interior. Rita finally felt it was time to have a little more fun: Rita: "Mmm I wanna taste... I wanna taste of that pussy." Luke: "Go for it." Krystal's head looked down, her face bright with a smile and flushed from the intense feeling of being filled. Luke stopped his motion, and Rita leaned in... Extending her tongue, she licked all over her clit... taking the brief moment to taste the lips. She looked up at Krystal: Krystal: "Oooh fuuuuuck... holy shit..."*moans* Rita: "Oooh Very VERY sweet pussy that is... *spits and rubs it on her mound* Rita felt Martin's hands grab her up by the waist, Rita squealed playfully as she felt herself pulled back on her seat... and pushed down. Her ass up in the air, her face down on the leather seat. Outside Martin could see passing motorists' but the windows were too dark. With that said he sat up on his knees and pointed his hard cock towards Rita's slit. Teasingly rubbing it up and down and finally pushing it all the way in. Krystal sat up, her legs feeling like jello on the leather lining of the seat... She kissed Luke drunk with lust. Her lips and tongue taking control in an instant, Martin pushed Rita back into the corner against the Limo door slightly. Parting her legs wide... Rita extended her right leg high up resting it on the upper back of her seat, while her left hung off the edge of the seat. Martin moved down and went to work with his tongue. The view was a perfect one for Krystal's eyes. She kissed and made out with Luke, but every so often her eyes glanced over with his as they watched the situation with Martin and Rita now take a reverse action. Krystal's hand blindly searched for Luke's crotch and found it, grasping the thick outline of his member as it was still hidden. She squeezed and rubbed it, making his eyes close with the feeling of her delicate hands teasing him. Krystal leaned him back on the limo's seated side. Her hands snaking down and undoing his fly and zipper... peeling them down with his boxers, she left them at his ankles. His 7-inch. Cock rested on his waist, pointing straight upward with a small square patch of pubic hair. She ran her hand up the length of his foreskin, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and giving it a soft squeeze. The face of Luke tensed for a second but watched her hand as it worked it's way up and down... twisting her wrist with her motion. Krystal soon had a slow, but steady rhythm giving his cock a slow hand job. Stopping once every so often to tickle the head with the tip of her tongue or spit on it. She looked up at him and smiled, he looked over to martin and Rita. Krystal too had looked. Across from them they could hear the vocal reaction Martin was provoking from Rita. Her sighs and gasps were high and sharp. Rita lay back on the seat, her neck resting comfortably on the leather fold of the doors arm rest. Her leg's spread and below was the hot site of Martin's face buried deep inside her pussy. Her runway ran down the length, but the real sight came when she could see his tongue extended and flicking wildly over her clit. He would soon after take the time to suck her lips, slurping and swallowing down the juices that leaked from her box. She looked down, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Strands of her black hair were wet with sweat, matting to her forehead. Krystal turned her look back to Luke and with a smile of deviousness; she took him into her mouth. Her head moving with pace and rhythm, Slurping and bobbing up and down. Luke face tensed as the feeling began to manifest quickly, chilling and warming his core with chills. His hand grasped up her short blonde hair and held it to the side. His eyes watched as her lips glided up and down his shaft as she took him in and out of her mouth. Her eyes looking up at his slightly red face, her tongue extending out and the flat side running up the base of his shaft, all the way up to his crown. The feeling he got from her teasing his head made him groan. Across, Rita still squealed with lustful delight as Martin's tongue worked on her clit, she could feel it just throbbing... pulsing harder with each moment he slowed his pace or stopped all together: Rita: "OH! Ohhh! Fuck... Oh Fuck... Oh Fuck... Yeh.. Yea.. Yeah.. Yes... yes... yes... yes... that's it... that's it... suck it.. suck it... Mmmmm!! God... FUCK!! Fuck...." *Gasping/Rapid Breathing* Rita shot up off her seat, her pelvis bucking wildly. She supported herself high up on her elbows as her back arched. Martin's strong broad arms holding her tightly around the legs as her body thrashed about, she came... and came and came... and each time she felt an explosive chill run over her every inch. Krystal could hear them, and slurped hard and fast. Her hand working on Luke's cock and sucking it harder as she listened to the couple enjoy a climax of their own. She released her hold with a wet sloppy pop as Luke's head left her lips: Luke: "Ahh... Awww fuck baby..." Krystal: "Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?" Luke: "Yeah... come here and watch with me.." Krystal came up and sat on his lap, her eyes taking in the sight of Martin sucking down every drop of Rita's pussy. Her convulsions still going as she came slowly down from her climax. Krystal exchanged a flirty few whispers with her husband, her eyes watching Rita. Suddenly feeling Luke's hand cup her breast, and massage it. And then feeling his other hand as it teased her clit, rubbing it fast and lightly. Krystal's pussy responded with chilling warmth. The tingles rippled out over her as she felt it before: Krystal: "Mmm fuck... fuc.. fuck me..." Luke grabbed her chin and turned it to him: "What do you want?" Krystal looked him in the eyes with primal urgency: "Fuck me." Rita sat up, her hand grasping Martin's exposed thick member. She stroked it off. Looking over at Krystal: Rita: "Fuck her... fuck her hard.. I wanna see that pussy get pounded real good." Luke helped Krystal's leg across... she eased in position... her legs parted wide and felt herself ease down on his cock. It pushed passed her folds and eased inside. A big whoosh of breath left them both, as they took in the feelings, relaxing for a moment. Krystal then steadily raised her body up and leaned back to Luke. Her hands outstretched grasping the leather seating for support as she leaned back. Luke's own hands held her up by the waist, as his member was halfway out and steadily pushing back in. Steadily Krystal's rhythm picked up... her eyes shut and her head tilted back as she slowly rode his cock. Her steady rise and descent was showing off to Rita and martin. They watched as they could see the fleshy folds squeeze and tightly grip his shaft, the scent of their sex was thick through out the entire limo's interior. Rita finally felt it was time to have a little more fun: Rita: "Mmm I wanna taste... I wanna taste of that pussy." Luke: "Go for it." Krystal's head looked down, her face bright with a smile and flushed from the intense feeling of being filled. Luke stopped his motion, and Rita leaned in... Extending her tongue, she licked all over her clit... taking the brief moment to taste the lips. She looked up at Krystal: Krystal: "Oooh fuuuuuck... holy shit..."*moans* Rita: "Oooh Very VERY sweet pussy that is... *spits and rubs it on her mound* Rita felt Martin's hands grab her up by the waist, Rita squealed playfully as she felt herself pulled back on her seat... and pushed down. Her ass up in the air, her face down on the leather seat. Outside Martin could see passing motorists' but the windows were too dark. With that said he sat up on his knees and pointed his hard cock towards Rita's slit. Teasingly rubbing it up and down and finally pushing it all the way in. Rita gasped loudly, her hand arisen from the leather seat and slapped downward. Clawing tightly it as she felt her husband fill her pussy. She threw her black hair back and it rested on her bare back, her large breasts hung with her black dress. Krystal could see sometimes, but often her eyes soon fluttered from the feeling of Luke fucking her. The feeling shot upward and spread out over each of her limbs, her senses were as stimulated as her libido. She sighed and moaned soon, each motion of her hips meeting Luke's intensified them. As the tempo increased, so did their bodies... Krystal's hips once rocking, were now almost bouncing on Luke's lap. And Luke's slow moving hips, were now firmer and more frequent with each thrust. Each of Krystal's bounces' was met with a strong thrust from below as Luke's hips met her ass. The sights exchanged between the two couples, Martin began his steady rhythm with his thrusts into his wife's box. And Rita in turn felt her body bent forward, her back held down as she felt her body fire off again and again with each thrust from Martin. Her nails dug into the seat, and her moans became cries of delight as she felt her pussy being slammed... over and over again... each time a sharp charge of warm chilling tingles rippling out over her flesh and making her shudder. She brought her head up and managed to open her eyes... looking over at Krystal, her face flush her moans high as she bounced again and again on Luke's cock. Rita: "Yeeeah fuck that tight pussy..." Martin reached up and grabbed his wife around by the hair and pulled her upward, his pace slowing only slightly but he still proceeded to keep his rhythm. He held her face next to his, his fingers gripping her chin lightly and holding it up... while his other arm wrapped around her waist. His lips kissing on her cheek while whispering to her, both of them seductively watching on as Luke stopped Krystal's bouncing, and held her aloft for a brief moment. Martin: "You like watching her get fucked?" Rita: "Mmmm Yes!! Yes..." Martin: "Yeah?" Rita: "Yeah... Krystal whimpered and groaned as her legs tensed. Luke had stopped her from bouncing and now was slamming her hard and fast... his hips slapping her ass with rapid speed as he sped his stamina to the brink. She moaned and almost lost her grip on the seat. Luke stopped and regained her. She positioned herself and began to ride again, his hands roaming up and cupping her breasts. Grunting loudly as he tried to keep himself from cumming too soon. Rita turned her head and gave Martin a gentle, but warm passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss as he looked her right in the eyes and sped up for a brief moment with his pace. Her eyes tensed her mouth opened as she was about to say something but nothing came out. All that could be heard was the steady slapping of his hips meeting her ass. Then a shuddering gasp left her throat. Her arm reached up behind her and she grabbed his neck, her head tilting back as they both bent over so as to not bump their heads on the limo's ceiling: A Wild Ride Rita: "Fuck... give it to me here..." She let go and lied down, changing her position. She laid back and spread her legs like before only this time her leg was gripped by one strong arm of Martin's. Her face looking up, her dark eye shadow showing that same primal look Krystal's eyes had seen earlier in the ride. Rita looked up and ran her hand over her breasts, then; licking her fingers she reached down and rubbed her clit gently. Martin leaned in and pushed the head of his cock inside, holding her long tan leg to his shoulder, her black high stiletto shoe still on her foot. Krystal slowed her pace, having been riding her husband for a long time; she too felt it was time for a new position. She knew it wouldn't be long before they would reach home: Krystal: "Let's change baby... I want to go Side to Side." Krystal rose up and lied down on her side with Luke soon following, bringing his legs up and joining her. Him now behind her, she raised her leg and held it up with her hand so he had room. She looked down and watched as he inserted inside and pushed. Her jaw clenched as she shivered. She felt his hand grasp her shoulder and soon his rhythm was fast and firm. Across she could now see Martin's pace of fucking Rita had increased to a fast and un-relenting speed. All she could see was the blur of his cock piston in and out of her. Her hands frequently grabbing her breasts, pinching and pulling the nipples. Her eyes squinted and her face flexed in response to Martin's relentless drilling of her pussy. He now almost had her leg stretched a bit back and was leaning over her... her look shifting down to watch his cock as it slammed her. Her moaning and breathing was raspy and hard, she almost couldn't form any proper sentence. All she could do was moan, gasp, sigh, or shiver with her words that tried to come out. Her speech was fixated on phrases like, "Oh fuck..." and,"Oh god baby your cock feels so good..." Krystal felt her own body begin to suffer from the same effect. Her husband Luke was sweating terribly, his blonde hair a mess from the furious fucking he was dealing to her. His hard thrusts going hard, and fast, as they were deep, and unyielding. His touch on her skin sent chills along her muscles, along with the chills the inside of her body was enduring. Her head shifted back and forth, up and down. Her eyes looked over at the spectacle of Rita being fucked so good and so hard, to watching her own pussy being fucked so deep and just as hard. It was a night worth it all in spite of all her nervousness this had to be the most exhilarating and exciting night of her life with Luke and Herself. Best of all with people like Martin and Rita who shared the same likeness as they did. Across she heard Rita moaning and squealing even sharper... reaching over her head to grab the leather armrest tightly, and then grasping her hair in handfuls: Rita: "OH! Oh god... Martin... fuck!! Fuck Me!! Oh FUCK ME HARDER!!" Martin grasped her leg with both strong thick arms and moved his stamina to its limit. His speed was fast and effective, slamming tirelessly into her mound... her hand reached down and rubbed frantically on her clit. Her eyes opened wide and her face turned to a tense face of shock and amazement. Martin's own face was a tinted red, sweating, and straining as he kept his speed and strength constant. In a second, a sharp hard and loud scream of a climax escaped Rita's throat. Her body shook and convulsed violently, her back arched... her hips bucked... her chest heaved up and down, and her head snapped and shook from side to side as wave after wave after wave of explosive and intense multiple orgasms overwhelmed her every sense, muscle, and feeling in her body. It was a sight that sent Krystal over the edge... she shuddered and an unexpected orgasm overtook her body, the two women squealed and cried out. Over and over their bodies felt the warm tidal waves of pleasure shatter them, the perception of where it started and when it would end was hard and almost impossible to say. After several minutes the women came down... calmed, their bodies numb and almost drained from the climaxes they endured. Their every limb and was shaking, and could barely be felt. Luke and Martin were tired, breathless... close to their climax and ready to cum. When suddenly the driver intercom buzzed: Driver: "Sir, is everything ok back there?!" Luke: "Yes Walter, the ladies just um... had something happen. Everything is fine, thank you." Driver: "Yes, Sir." Luke: *Breathless* "Mmm fuck I'm close..." Krystal: "Give me that cum..." Rita gained her breath: "Let's both do it baby... come over here both of you." Luke and Krystal crawled over and joined Rita and Martin. Martin and Luke took seats a few feet side by side, while Rita and Krystal sat beside them and went to work on them: Krystal: "He fucked me so good..." Rita: "Mmmm I know... we should give them a reward... suck these hard cocks." Krystal: "Mhmm... swallow their thick loads..." Rita: "Fuck yeah... *sucking and slurping* Krystal too began her milking of Luke. The men sat and looked down as their wives worked them over. Squeezing and massaging their balls, licking the head, bobbing their heads up and down on their thick members. Slurping the wetness that coated their shaft and head. The men grunted and groaned loudly. Rita deep throated Martin hard a long. Bringing him out as she choked for a breath before licking his shaft again: Krystal slurped on Luke's head, stroking it on the shaft and soon took it down her throat... holding it and coming back up: Rita: "Oh yeah that 'a girl!" Soon the men strained and tensed. Luke's eyes shut tight: Luke: "Aw fuck!! Cumming... Awwww fuck!!" His neck bulged and tense with his jaw as rope after rope shot out on her tongue, Krystal taking each shot of cum directly into her mouth and down her throat... she wrapped her mouth around on his head and slurped hard and wildly. Taking everything, as much as she could get from his cock... she ran her hand over his stomach and his blonde head fell back in relief. Next to them, Rita slurped and sucked loud. The wet squish of her tongue and throat working her man made her even hornier, and she slipped a hand between her legs teasing her hyper sensitive clit... she took his cock from her mouth and stroked it fast: Rita: "Cum baby... give me that fucking cum! Gimme every drop... I want you to cum with me... *loud wet rubbing of her pussy* Martin: "OOOOOOOOOOOOH! FUCK!!! Take it baby... take it all!! Ah!!" He grit his teeth as his climax shot forth, his load was MORE messy and thick... Krystal watched on as Rita slurped and sucked, her chin, cheek, and mouth was coated in thick white cream. She slurped and sucked, also trying to get the most out of him like Krystal did from Luke. Her rhythm slowed... her hands went slower and became more gentle. Both men were spent and drained... the ladies sat with them. Still partially naked and tired, they shared a kiss with their husbands. Rita: "Whew... wow." All laughed and sat for a moment and shared conversation. The men even had the fun of watching the two gorgeous women share a kiss. * * * Finally they came to a stop, as Rita and Martin arrived at Luke and Krystal's home. All had dressed themselves and made themselves look presentable. The Limo driver, Walter; opened the door exchanging glances with the women who looked rather worn and flushed. He only looked down and smiled at the aroma in the car: Luke: "Goodnight Walter, you'll get a special tip tonight." Walter: "Thank you Sir. Goodnight to you too, Sir." Walter shut the door and walked back around to park the Limo. Krystal grabbed Luke's hand: "Let's go inside... have a drink." Luke followed his wife as she pulled him to the front door anxiously by the hand; Luke looked back exchanging smiles back with the other two. Martin: "I think the nights not over..." Rita: "More fun for us..." *giggles* Rita took Martin's arm and followed Luke and Krystal. This was going to be a Wild Night... after a Wild Ride. ~The End~ A Wild Ride Janet and I were riding back home from a lunch meeting. Somehow we got on the topic of sex. I wasn't too surprised, it had been a long time since I had gotten any, from anyone. I secretly wanted to go back to her place and seduce her but she had to go to work at 5:00. Did I mention she was a stripper? She found it funny to tease me by showing me her 7 inch heels and her cute stripper outfit. I've never seen her in "action" and didn't want to. My jealousy would be too great, I'd carry her off the stage and take her home. "Lisa, its just not fair! He will let me suck him off but not fuck him! He says he wants to keep his virginity." Janet started. "Are you kidding me?!?" I exclaimed, "I have news for him, he's not a virgin. So, in denial!" "That's what I thought! He even slipped it in all the way once. Then he got mad at me for 'letting him do it'!" "Oh Janet, you need to leave him. Why are guys like that? For once I'd just like a guy to grab me and take me like a wild animal. Sex should be rough and hard, that romantic crap is only for so-called lovemaking which you have to actually be in love to do. Which I'm not!" I replied. "I totally agree. Sex has to be rough. I'm a stripper for god sakes and I don't get any! Do you have any idea how sexually frustrated I am?" I laughed hard and then said, "Trust me I know. I haven't gotten any in 5 years. My celibacy vow is out the window. I just want sex, with anyone. I don't want to make you uncomfortable but I don't even care if my partner is female. Not to many people know I go both ways." "I feel you. You have no idea how many woman I have kissed in my job. There's a party tonight that I want to go to, but I can't my boss lady is scary and makes sure that we don't blow off going to work. You know, once I was giving a lap dance and I got to close to the guy and she came and whispered in my ear to move back. She totally ruined my groove!" I laughed again and said, "Awwww... that's so sweet! She's watching out for you girls. That's rare. At least you know you're safe there." "Yeah, but she totally ruined my groove. Wait did you say its been 5 years since you got any?" "Uh huh. It's like I told Daniel, Its not that I haven't got any offers it's just that the ones I've gotten I'd never take. Not even if I was drunk, stoned and passed out." Janet laughed, "Its just like the guys in the bar I work at. Ewwww..." "The sad part is that I am good at what I do. My first sexual partner was awesome. He taught me everything. We even had threesomes. While I was with Avery I had a girlfriend for 2 of the three years. When we finally broke up, me and Avery, he got together with my girlfriend." I said. "Oh my god, and you weren't mad?" "Not at all. The three of us had been doing it for 2 years. And I didn't want him anymore. The sad part was when I started having sex with other people, I was shocked to find out not everyone has sex like a porn star! I'm not ashamed to brag but I'm really good at what I do, with both male and female!" "That's great! We're good at what we do! So, what's your greatest unfulfilled fantasy?" I smiled at Janet and chuckled, "Well, I'd like to go sky diving!" She laughed. "But seriously, I'd like to be in a foursome. 2 guys and a girl. But here's the catch, It would have to be a surprise. Like, I love to be woken up to sex. So while I'm sleeping I'd wake up to the girl tying me to the bed posts naked. The 2 guys close by but in the shadows watching while me and the girl make out. She would be totally in control of me, dominating me, eating me out, playing with me, 69ing, and then the two guys joining us. Both of them very strong and handsome. Totally having huge muscles and perfect 7 ½ inch dicks. One of the guys ties you... I... uhhh...mean her... next to me and continue dominating her and me, eventually untying us to do more wild positions. And plenty of hair pulling. I love it when a guy pulls my hair! Its such a turn on." "Wow. That is so hot. Great now I'm going to be horny all night at work!" "You asked! We should plan a movie night. Just you and I. It'll be fun. What nights do you have off?" Janet answered, "That sounds great! How bout next Tuesday?" "Ok that'll work for me! Call me before you pick me up." That Tuesday, I shaved every hair on my legs, arms, and all my pubes. I bathed in perfumed water and put jasmine body spray in my hair. I gave myself "bedroom smoky eyes" and put on a leopard and leather corset under my black pants and sleeveless red v necked blouse. I looked hot. I was a perfect size 5'3" and 120 lbs. With curly hair a little longer than shoulder length and so dark brown it was almost black. My skin was pail and blemish free with cute light freckles on my arms and face that were barely noticeable. My eyes a perfect blue-green, almost an aqua marine color. Irregardless, of what Janet planned, I fully planned on seducing her. I figured it wouldn't be so hard to do after Fridays conversation. Janet was from Venezuela. She was beautiful. 5'6", size 6 waist, a C cup, gorgeous light brown eyes that had gold and dark green flecks that shone in the light. They were slightly almond shaped but surprisingly wide at the same time. Her hair was naturally dark brown and she added light brown highlights, in a cute short style. She picked me up at 6 and went straight to her house. It was gorgeous and the inside had a sensual feeling. The living room walls were dark red, more burgundy then red, though. I noticed black iron end tables, and black suede furniture. It was very Victorian style. She gave me a quick tour of the place and showed me her bed room. It was done up with leopard print and huge lion murals of Africa on one of the walls. Her bed was a dream bed. A queen sized canopy bed with double curtains. The first curtain closest to the bed was mostly see-through white material and the second was a heavy black curtain. I admired them thoroughly. "It keeps the sun out when I sleep during the day. When you close them it completely blocks out the light! Since they are on the top too you can't even see your hand in front of yourself. Its soooooo ... nice!" "Wow! Is this where I'm sleeping tonight?" I asked. "Yep! Lets go watch a movie first!" Janet plugged in Original Sin. What a hot movie. For a moment I though she was seducing me. What luck. Can we seduce each other? I've always been attracted to Angelina and she knew it. I was so wet by the end of the movie I was ready to jump on Janet right there. But there was one last movie to watch and I was curious on what she picked. It was an erotic horror movie. Half way through the movie I got up from my chair and sat next to Janet on the couch. I got scared at one point when a ghost popped up on the screen and grabbed Janet. She laughed and sat behind me and held me. Her arms and legs were wrapped around me. During one of the sex scenes she gently caressed my stomach and gently rubbed up passed my right breast up to my shoulder. Then she traced my jaw line with her index finger toward the center of my face then traced down to the center of my blouse resting her hand right between my breasts. I gently held her hand there and turned my head toward her and kissed her lips gently. A loud scream broke our embrace and we both jumped. We giggled and watched the rest of the movie. I started getting ready for bed as Janet made a phone call. When Janet came back into the bedroom she saw me on the couch in my corset and matching underwear. She giggled. "Expecting something?" She asked with a hint of sarcasm. She turned toward her dresser where she kept her mini bar and poured 2 glasses of wine. "Who ME? NO. I would never presume. I just believe in looking great always." I answered as she handed me a glass. "Indeed you do look great. Here's a toast to sex and great horror shows..." Janet smile devilishly. I quickly drank the glass of wine. In a few minutes my head was spinning. "I'm kinda dizzy can I lay down for a minute?" "Sure. Here." She pointed to the bed and pulled back the covers. No sooner did I lay down than I was passed out. She drugged me. I was out like a light. I remember feeling cold and a little woozy. I opened my eyes and couldn't see a thing it was like my eyes were still closed. Where was I? Was I dreaming? I tried to move my arms they were tied down. I tried to kick. My legs were tied too. I was spread eagle and naked tied to the bed. I was hoping that I was still at Janet's and didn't get kidnapped for real. "Janet!" I whispered softly. I heard some whispers toward the foot of the bed. "He-he-hello?" I said softly. "Your Lady will be here soon. Until then stay silent." A man with a deep voice said softly. Could it be? Could she have staged my fantasy? I was excited and scared at the same time. I kept silent. It was so cold in the room my nipples were so erect they hurt. They were sensitive as it was. I fell asleep in that position. I was still groggy from the drug. I awoke to the outer curtains being pulled back. The only one left was the lacy interior curtain. The room was dimly lit by candles and the curtain glowed a deep orange. Toward the back of the room there were two well built men. Janet was wearing a black cloth mask that she tied around her head. Much like something Zorro would wear. She carried a faux soft whip and whipped my pussy with it. I gasped. Then she pounced on me in one motion and put one hand over my mouth and another behind my head grabbing and pulling my hair taut. "I didn't say you could make noise! I'm in complete control of you now." Janet whispered in my ear. She turned my head and kissed my ear gently. I could see the two men and I tried to see their faces, but I couldn't make them out. They were both fully dressed in black, for now, sipping on wine. Janet moved her leg toward my mound and pressed hard against it while she held my head still by my hair. She gently bit my lower lip which made me want her more. Everything that turned me on she did at once. I reveled in the sensation with great anticipation. Her free hand caressed by left breast, fondling gently toward the nipple. She softly teased my nip until it protruded. Once she was satisfied with its hardness she gently squeezed it and passionately kissed me. Once in the throws of kissing she released my head and moved her leg which pressed against my mound. Her finger found my clit soft and wet. At the instant she touched my clit her other hand pulled and pinched my left nipple hard. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent waves through my body. Her lips left my mouth and move toward my right breast kissing my neck all the way down. She was like a ravenous lion on the hunt purring on her way down. Her mouth centered on my nipple. Her pierced tongue teasing and pleasing. She wasted no time and was nimble with her fingers and tongue. Her coordination was amazing. Simultaneously pleasing both breasts and clit at the same time. My clit was throbbing and swollen by her constant teasing. I was wet and longing to feel something inside me. Desperate and longing for relief on the edge of orgasm my eyes rolled as my back arched. My breathing was heaving and with every breath she rubbed my clit up and down and slid her wet fingers between my folds. She paused suddenly and brought her finger up to her mouth and licked them. "Mmmm..." She mumbled as she brought her fingers toward my mouth. I licked them gently and then began to suck vigorously on them. Suddenly I became aware of the men. They were right outside the soft curtain watching us intently. Janet left her finger in my mouth and lowered herself down toward my clit. Her tongue writhed upon my clit. Using her tongue ring on the most sensitive spot. I started panting hard close to orgasm. Then suddenly while her tongue and ring stroked me, her tongue ring started vibrating wildly. I could no longer contain myself I screamed as I came my whole body convulsing with pleasure. Before I was done with my orgasm the two men were in bed, both completely naked with hungry lustful looks in their eyes. "Not yet!" Janice snapped. "Shut up! You're mine now!" Said one of the men. He grabbed her and pulled her off of me, kissed her, then they both tied her to the bed quickly. But I was not prepared for how they tied her up. They tied her the same as me only opposite. We were placed in the 69 position and tied together. "Eat." The dark haired man commanded. So Janice continued teasing my pussy and clit while I did the same. She tasted great and had the smoothest skin. I sucked and nibbled her clit until she panted. Then with great force I shoved my tongue in her vagina as far as it would go over and over again until she came. Next thing I realized was that my hands were free and so were hers. We were untied but continued on in that position. There were hands everywhere. The men where on both sides of us caressing our bodies. One of my hands where taken off of Janice and placed on a rock hard cock. I started manipulating him, caressing him. I longed to feel him inside of me. Without warning the d ark haired man lifted Janice off me and the blond man put one arm under me and lifted me up in the air like I was a twig and placed me facing Janet and her partner. He held me tightly from behind his cock throbbing on my back. His right arm was around my breasts and his left hand grabbing my wet pussy. He whispered in my ear, "Watch them fuck." Janet's partner grabbed her and threw her back on the bed. He was rough but gentle as he climbed on her. He rubbed his cock on her pussy gently then rough up and down. He knew she wanted it. His lips came close to hers and as he kissed her softly he sent his cock deep within her. She gasped. He pulled out quickly causing her vaginal muscles to spasm. His lips went down on hers again and he kissed her passionately gently easing his cock insider her this time. He went slow at first enjoying the spasms he caused her to have. Her hand reached down to play with her clit. She rubbed herself hard as he fucked her. They had such rough sex the bed shook both me and my partner. While I was watching them my partner started kissing and nibbling on my neck. His huge fingers rubbing my clit and sliding up and down my pussy sent me into orgasms. I was drunk with lust. As my friend Janet continued to be ravaged I came so hard my juices flowed out. My partner was satisfied and flipped my back onto the bed and sat on my chest offering me his rock hard cock. I grabbed him with one hand and started to lick him from the base of his cock to the tip. Slowly at first then a little faster. The bed rocked from the other two causing a pleasing rocking motion for us. I twirled my tongue around his head and wrapped my lips around his head only. Then I pulled my signature trick. I added a strong suction while my tongue twirled around his head. His back arched and he groaned loudly. He pulled back. Any longer and he would have came. He was saving it for later. He whispered in my ear. Not yet Pussy cat. He eased himself down on top of me gently kissing my lips. "That was amazing!" he whispered. "I bet that's not even half of what you can do. We're going to have fun..." His cock slid easily into my tight wet pussy. I contracted my muscles on him once to see his reaction. He groaned as he gently rocked back and forth in side of me. Then I squeezed again. He paused inside of me. This time I squeezed hard three times and then released my vaginal muscles. He looked at me with a huge grin and exclaimed, "You can control those?" I attempted but failed at an innocent giggle. His excitement grrrrrrrrrew as he started giving me a pounding of my life. We were a perfect match. He threw my legs up on his shoulders and pounding deep inside of me hitting my g spot I came immediately squeezing him so hard he came too. I laid my hand on his chest and guided him to lay on the bed. His hard cock now soft he sighed. I smiled at him and gently put his cock in my mouth twirling and sucking. I gently fondled his balls with one hand and directly behind them with another. In a matter of seconds he was rock hard again. "You are amazing!" He said. I kept one hand massaging his cock while he laid me down and started licking my clit. His tongue was a master at work sending waves of pleasure through my body. His finger teased my anus. Using my wetness he pushed his finger in my anus. It had been so long since I felt that, my muscles instantly tightened, but he just licked my clit faster and placed 2 fingers from his other hand in my vagina. Both hands pumping their fingers intermediately in and out of me, soaring my orgasms to the next level. I had completely forgotten about Janet and her partner who were done an hour ago and had already showered. "I have one last surprise for you, Lisa." My partner said as he looked up at me. He flipped me up on top of him and lifted me up and down on his cock. I began to ride him wildly. He placed on hand on my chest and another behind my head and pulled me to him. "Are you ready?" he whispered in my ear. "For anything." I said as I rode him gently. The dark haired man snuck up behind me and placed his handover my mouth. "Shhhhh..." he whispered. Startled, I tried to sit back up. But My first partner who was already inside of me had a firm hold on my hair and said as he buried his cock as far into my vagina as far as possible, "Hmmm...relax..." then he kissed my lips. The other man rubbed his cock on my ass and slowly inserted it. I wanted to break away from the kiss and gasp for air as pain and pleasure resonated through my body but he just held tighter and kissed harder shoving his tongue between my mouth locking his lips to mine. They both started rocking in and out stretching me to the max while Janet filmed it all. The lack of oxygen caused me to get dizzy. Then the pleasure came in waves. The kiss broke off as the man behind me pulled my hair and I screamed as I came over and over, as they pounded me harder and harder till they came. When it was over all three of us collapsed on the bed. A Wild Ride Dylan stood in front of the mirror gazing at herself. She was 5'6", weighed 135 pounds and had a slightly boyish figure. She'd never been curvy like most women but after years of being frustrated, she'd finally accepted herself and her body for what it was. She was toned and muscular with a flat stomach, defined arms and muscular legs. She kept her curly blond hair cropped short but even that didn't mask her feminine facial features. She turned in the mirror, frowning at her imperfections and wrinkling her nose. Dylan ran her hands over her stomach and down to her waist before strapping a soft leather harness on her hips. The leather fit comfortably against her skin as she tightened the straps. She meant to have fun...so the choice of attachments wasn't a hard one to make. From her dresser drawer, she took a 7 inch flesh colored cyberskin dildo and attached it to the harness. After adjusting its placement to just over her clit, she pulled on a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. The bulge that the dildo created was the perfect size. It would be noticeable to those who were looking for it, but it wasn't too big to hide in her pants. Now, the image in the mirror looked more complete. Dylan walked over to her closet and looked at her clothes for a moment before choosing a pair of dark washed, MEK jeans that fit low on her hips, slim in the right places but baggy enough to be comfortable. She also chose a slim fitting dark gray button down shirt with white pinstripes. A white leather belt and black and white Pumas completed the outfit. She stepped into the jeans and fastened them low on her hips. The black waist band of her underwear showed just above the waist of her pants, then she threaded the belt through the waist of her jeans and fastened the buckle. In the mirror she could see herself transforming. She liked what she saw. She slipped on the shirt over her white tank top and buttoned it, then rolled the sleeves up to her elbows. After putting on her shoes she stepped back to the mirror. Perfect, she thought. Dylan was on a mission. It was time to go. ----- Downtown on the 39th floor of an office building, Kate sat at her desk going over case briefs for the third time. It was the biggest case she'd ever landed and she was up to her ears in paper work. She'd been the first one in and the last one to leave the office for two weeks and the trial was still a month away. She was exhausted. Finally, she decided to leave. The paper work would be there Monday morning when she got back. Her phone rang, causing her to jump. "Hello?" he voice on the other line was loud and there was laughter in the background. Kate smiled as her best friend's voice echoed back to her. "Hey! We're going out tonight. We're downstairs." Kate didn't even have time to object before the call was ended. She tried to arrange her desk in some semblance of order before walking out. She wouldn't sleep at home--there was more work waiting for her there. She might as well go out and have a drink or two to relax. It was Friday after all. Since making junior partner at her firm, she'd spent more time in her office than in her apartment; so she'd started keeping an extra set of clothes in her office. She opened the closet and took out the black a-line skirt and red button down shirt she'd put in there that morning. She quickly changed out of her gray pant suit and applied a fresh coat of red lipstick. Kate had curly, chocolate brown hair that she usually wore in a loose twist. She looked in her small compact mirror and decided to wear her hair down so she ran her fingers through it to loosen the curls. In less than 5 minutes she was out the door and on the elevator. Her friends were in the lobby waiting on her, all dressed similarly to Kate. When the elevator door opened, they all cheered in greeting. "Kate! Is that really you? I thought we'd lost you forever!" one woman said, laughing. Kate shook her head and smiled. "Where are we going tonight?" Kate asked as they all headed for the door. "It's a surprise." ----- Dylan handed her keys to the valet and walked into the club. The bouncer checked her ID and secured a pink paper bracelet around her left wrist. Dylan looked around the club as she made her way to the bar. It was a mixed crowd with just as many straight people as there were gay people. The diversity of the club is what drew Dylan there in the first place. All of the strictly gay clubs either had horrible drag shows or were full of half naked gay men. Straight bars were just that...straight bars. But this place was different. Straight couples mingled with gay and lesbian couples. The DJ played a nice mix of House and Top 40/rap music and the drinks were strong. Dylan took a seat at the bar and ordered a SoCo and lime. After tipping the bartender she began to survey the dance floor. For a Friday night, it was still early, but Dylan liked to get there before the rush. It was fun to see the club go from nearly empty to packed to the gills. Plus, she got to see everyone as they walked in. No one particularly interesting had walked in while she sipped her drink. There were a few small groups of people on the dance floor, but nothing really exciting. Dylan checked her watch and ordered another drink just as people started to line up at the door and come in. There were a few groups of college students who were way over dressed and, by the color of their wrist bands, all under 21. Behind them came a group of frat boys, drooling over the sparkles and short skirts. Over the next half hour, Dylan saw the whole spectrum of people come into the club but no one caught her eye. She decided to forfeit her seat at the bar and go play a game of pool. The area with the pool tables was on the other side of the dance floor so Dylan couldn't see the comings and goings of people in the door. She was full engrossed in her game when Kate and her friends arrived. ----- When they pulled into the parking lot, Kate took one look at the club and rolled her eyes. Of her four friends, she was the only lesbian. For months they'd been trying to hook her up with this girl or that girl. Blind dates never worked out so she'd given up on finding someone for the moment. She opened her mouth to object but her friends quickly shushed her. "This will be fun for all of us." Kate rolled her eyes again and laughed. Another friend blurted out, "When's the last time you got laid, anyway, Kate?" Sex...yeah, it had been a long time. Too long, actually, but Kate wasn't interested in finding someone to hook up with in a bar. Her friends seemed to have their hearts set on going in so all Kate could do was follow in their wake. The club was nearly packed with flashing lights and House music blaring over the speakers. It was a scene Kate enjoyed being in, she just never had the time. Her friends went directly to the dance floor while Kate went to the bar for a drink. She ordered a Red Stripe and started a tab. She downed the first beer rather quickly and while she waited on a second, the music began to appeal to her more and she started to relax. Still, she wasn't in the mood to dance. Kate took her beer and walked around the dance floor toward the pool tables. Maybe she could get in on a game. All of the tables were full, most with groups of college boys and half dressed females. All, that is, except one. Kate leaned against the wall and watched as a little dyke with blond hair played alone with exacting precision. Kate studied her for a moment. She moved around the table like a lion stalking its prey; and when the balls did what she wanted, the girl grinned slightly. Kate walked over to the table and stood directly in the girl's line of sight, causing her to miss the shot. "May I join you?" Dylan had lined up the perfect shot when a woman stood right in front of the pocket. The balls went too far to the left and the cue ball sank. Dylan started to yell before she could stop herself. "Hey! Thanks a lot lady! You ruined my sh----" When she looked up she nearly forgot why she was mad in the first place. Standing in front of her was a gorgeous woman with electric eyes and dark curly hair. Dylan slowly looked her up and down while starting to rack the balls. "You break." Dylan lined up the cue ball and handed the woman the pool stick. Kate nearly started to laugh when the girl started yelling but instead looked at her with amusement. She knew how to play pool...but the girl in front of her didn't know that. She took the pool stick and walked around the table. "My name is Kate." She brushed against the girl slightly. "Nice to meet you--" "Dylan." She cleared her throat and took a sip of her drink. Dylan studied the woman as she leaned over the pool table, aimed, and missed. She chuckled softly to herself. So this is the game you want to play, she thought. "Here," Dylan moved behind Kate after repositioning the cue ball. "Let me show you." Dylan wrapped her arms around Kate and positioned her hands on the pool stick. "Now lean over." She pressed her body against Kate's and started to line up the shot. "Aim straight." Dylan pulled back on the pool stick. "And...shoot." She hit the ball right on the nose, sending the others scattering across the table. She lingered for a moment before standing upright again. Kate played along with Dylan's instruction giving no indication that she knew what she was doing. When Dylan's arms came around her she pressed into her body and took a surprised breath when Dylan's hips met her backside. The bulge she felt against her made Kate forget, only for a moment, what she was doing. As quickly as it began, the shot was over and Dylan was standing further away than Kate would have liked. Kate ran her hand up and down the pool stick slowly, looking Dylan in the eyes. "Seems easy enough." Kate leaned over the table again and sank two balls with ease. Dylan groaned and shook her head. This woman meant business. "So you've proven that you can play pool...what else is it that you do well, Kate?" Dylan said, grinning. "I'm a lawyer." Kate continued with her game, sinking ball after ball until only the stripes and the 8 ball were left. She looked Dylan straight in the eye as she sunk the 8 ball in the corner pocket. "And I always get what I want." Kate walked around the table and stood in front of Dylan. The air between them was electric. Kate ran her hand down Dylan's chest and stomach with the intention to move lower and then her four boisterous friends walked up. Kate turned quickly to face them, her body molded against Dylan's. She was an inch or so shorter than Dylan and petite in build. Still, there was nothing petite in her personality. Kate pressed her hips back against Dylan's cock while Dylan groaned softly in her ear. "Who is this you're hiding with, Kate?" a tall red head asked. The other three just looked at Kate with smirks on their faces. Kate rolled her eyes at them. "And you act as if I'm the rude one..." she trailed off as Dylan's hands rested on her hips, moving them slowly to the beat of the music. "Dylan. These are my friends." Kate shot them all a 'go to hell' look. Dylan squeezed Kate's hips gently. She didn't care who the other women were but introduced herself to be polite. "We were just going to dance. You're all welcome to join if you'd like." She didn't mean a word of the invitation. Kate was grinding back against her cock in an excruciating rhythm. The material of her skirt was thin and did little to hide the feel of her ass and thighs. The friends faded from existence as they walked to the dance floor. Kate's friends watched in amazement as she walked away. They all ordered drinks and sat down at a high table to watch the couple. If that was what it took to get Kate laid, they were satisfied with their accomplishment of getting her to the club. They hadn't seen Kate that interested in another person in months. They let out a collective sigh and sipped their drinks. At least one of them would get lucky. On the dance floor, Kate and Dylan were in a world apart from everyone else. Kate felt the music pulsing in her veins and each time Dylan touched her, she mentally urged her hands to do more. Dylan's breath on her neck and just knowing she was packing had Kate ready to explode. When the song ended Kate took Dylan by the hand and, to the surprise of her nosy friends, led her to the bathroom. As soon as the door was locked, their lips met in a kiss. It was rough, bruising, possessive. Kate pulled Dylan's head down to meet hers. Lips parted, tongues touched and both women were reeling with excitement. Dylan pinned Kate against the wall and began unbuttoning her blouse with one hand while the other explored the newly exposed skin inch by excruciating inch. With her right hand, Dylan cupped and squeezed Kate's breasts. Kate moaned into the kiss and arched her back toward Dylan's hand. Deftly, Kate unfastened Dylan's belt and jeans and soon had her hand down Dylan's boxers. She wrapped her hand around Dylan's cock and started pumping it up and down. The pressure it created against Dylan's clit made her moan into Kate's ear. Before Kate pushed Dylan' pants down, Dylan pulled a condom from her pocket. Kate took the condom, opened it with her teeth and slipped it into her mouth. She sank slowly to her knees and freed Dylan's cock from her boxers. Keeping eye contact, Kate flicked her tongue over the head then circled it slowly. She wrapped her right hand around the shaft and slowly began pumping it as she sucked the head into her mouth. Dylan groaned loudly and tangled her right hand into Kate's hair. Her hips bucked as Kate teased and sucked her cock. Kate began to moan softly along with Dylan while she played with herself. The sound only turned Dylan on more and she began to slowly fuck Kate's mouth, tightening her grip on her hair. Just when Dylan was about to burst, Kate slipped the condom on using her mouth. Dylan pulled Kate to her feet and picked her up, pressing her back against the wall. She moved Kate's panties aside and thrust her cock into her pussy with one fluid motion. Kate's hips bucked toward Dylan in reply and she stifled a moan into Dylan's shoulder. Dylan fucked Kate hard and fast until her body began to shake. Kate's nails dug into Dylan's back and she wrapped her legs hard around Dylan's waist. Kate's body shuddered as her orgasm started. Her cries and moans triggered Dylan to cum hard, burying her face against Kate's neck. Kate rode through the first orgasm and immediately exploded into another when she heard Dylan cry out into her ear. "Oh yeah, fuck me baby..." she moaned, urging Dylan on. "Fuck my pussy with your big cock, make me cum again." Dylan braced herself against the wall and fucked Kate with a renewed energy, slamming her hard against the wall. She felt Kate shudder again and bite her neck to stifle a scream. She slowed her thrusts to a stop as Kate's body relaxed. They both remained there, panting for a moment before Dylan moved, allowing Kate to stand. "Well...did you get what you wanted?" Dylan asked with a grin as she slipped the condom off and pulled up her pants. Kate laughed and kissed Dylan on the lips. "I always do." A Wild Ride to Vegas We set out going north from Phoenix in the late morning. It was already hot enough to be uncomfortable. My car had air conditioning, but I preferred the 'natural' version of just rolling down the windows. Heidi wasn't a big fan, but she put up with it anyway. She says I'm cheap, but I like to think it's easier on the engine. She'd planned ahead for it, dressing in few clothes for the ride and bringing a change of clothes for once we got into Vegas. It was a rough start, but once we got out onto the open road we blasted the music and relaxed a little. I'd noticed she was adjusting herself a lot, particularly her bra and underwear. "Something wrong?" I asked. "It's fucking hot, my boobs are sweaty and my shorts are riding up my ass." I just stared blankly at her for a little bit, raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Sorry," she said, "I'm just stressed and I fidget when I worry about things." "We're getting out of town for a night so you can relax. We left everything behind us. It's all taken care of and the world won't fall apart without in a day, lright?" I told her. "Yeah, I know. This is good, thank you for getting me out of there." She replied while airing herself out by pulling her bra away from her chest. "You know," I said, "You could probably fix that pretty easily if you just got rid of a layer." I figured I had a fifty percent chance of success. If she declined I'd just ask her again in twenty minutes. As luck would have it, she nodded, reached behind herself and unsnapped her bra, releasing her tits into her tank top. I'm a big guy, about six and a half feet tall and as such, I have big hands. One of her boobs fits perfectly in my hand, and I have big hands. They're a really great size, and a great size just barely covered by a tank top. She relaxed a bit, reaching back into the cooler for a can of soda to cool herself, but eventually she began to squirm in her seat again. "What is it now?" I asked. "I told you, they keep riding up." She was pulling the legs of her shorts down. "I'm going to give you the same advice I gave you ten minutes ago. Lose 'em." I said, looking down at her shorts, attempting to will them off. "Sit here in my underwear?" "Well, yeah. At least at first." I replied. "At first? What happens second?" She asked. Again I stared at her blankly, raising my eyebrow. She smiled and said, "Whatever." A few more minutes passed accompanied by about a dozen short adjustments. "Don't crash." She ordered and un-clicked her seat belt. She pulled her shorts down by the waistband and deposited them in the backseat. She was wearing one of my favorite pairs of underwear, the baby blue lace thong. It accentuated her ass perfectly, rounding off her cheeks and making a really irresistible picture. Sure, there was cloth covering her up, but I knew underneath the blue panties was a recently waxed paradise. She laid back in the seat and closed her eyes. I couldn't help but to keep checking her out every few minutes, every minute, then more and more often. "Stay on the road, wouldja?" She asked when she busted me checking her out. "Hey, I'm a rock, I'll stay on the road no matter what." "No matter what?" She asked, raising her eyebrow this time. "Yeah. I can take whatever you got, woman." I said, eying her up and down. "We'll see about that." She warned. She laid back and closed her eyes again and sat there for a time. Pretty soon, her hand started drifting up to her breasts, she traced around them, lightly feeling herself up. I kept a good eye on the road, but definitely split my attention with her hands. She slipped a hand under her shirt, dragging it across her belly and bringing it up to cup one of her tits in her hand, rolling her nipple in her finger. She played for a time like that, until she opened her eyes, and after making sure I was staying on the road so far, she asked, "What if I do this?" And slipped a finger, then another under her panties. "If you do that, I'm still going to stay on the road." I told her. She smiled, closing her eyes again and she began to slowly roll her hips back and forth as she played with her clit. She was still playing with her tits with her other hand and kept pushing her shirt out of the way. "Maybe you should lose that, too." I suggested. She looked at me with genuine surprise. "Really? What if somebody sees?" "Well, I certainly won't mind, and being as beautiful as you are, I don't think they will, either. There isn't a lot of traffic out here, so I think we'll be fine, except for a random trucker here and there." She waited for a bit, staring at me as if she was inspecting me for truth. It seemed I passed, because she whipped the tank top right off, so she was sitting there next to me in just a tiny pair of blue underwear. "Christ, you're hot." I told her, almost drooling at her creamy, white legs. "I know." she said, yawning and thrusting her chest out dramatically. I laughed with her and she started to play with herself again. "You really wouldn't mind other guys ogling me?" She asked. "As long as they mind their own business and stay out of my way, then I'm totally okay with it." "Stay out of your way?" She asked, "Stay out of your way when?" "When I pull over to fuck the shit out of you." I told her in all seriousness. "I like the sound of that." She said. "When does that happen?" "That happens when I can't drive anymore, when you become too distracting." I said, challenging her. "Sounds like a win-win for both of us," she said, "assuming we don't crash." "I like to think of it more as a win-when." I added. "We'll see about that." She said. There was a tractor trailer ahead of us, maybe a quarter mile. He wasn't going very fast, so were on pace to overtake him in about thirty seconds. I cleared my throat to make her aware of it. "Yeah, what?" She retorted, and I opened my eyes wide to simulate shock and I slowly, barely noticeably, released my foot from the gas pedal. She was going at herself under her panties that by the time she noticed we were almost on level with the cab. I slowed up enough to give her a chance to back out. She looked out the window, noted where we were, looked back at me and smiled. I pressed that gas down and passed him very slowly. Over the road truckers are hawks about spotting cleavage, a skirt riding up or anything out of the ordinary, and this guy was no exception. He picked up on it pretty quick and was enthusiastic at the site of this blonde bombshell going at herself. As we passed him, I waved and he honked back, leaving him with a huge smile as we drove on. She began to masturbate in earnest now, her hand moving more rapidly, pinching her nipples and rolling them between her thumb and forefinger. "Why don't we just get rid of these?" She said, shimmying her way out of her little blue undies. She flung them at me and I hung them up on the rear view mirror. Her hips were bucking a little faster as she brought her other hand down and pushed finger inside herself. She spread her legs out wide as the car would allow so I could get a good view of the show, too. We approached another semi. Again I cleared my throat, and she just nodded as she played with herself. I brought us up alongside the truck and slowed up as we got next to the cab. He was another hawk. One second he was driving down the road, minding his own business and then suddenly there was a naked blond girl rubbing her bald pussy with a fury. His jaw dropped and he somehow managed to keep driving straight while not paying a lick of attention to the road. I accelerated away and was thanking with a quick couple pops from his horn. She was moaning more consistently now, playing herself with both hands. "Did you like that?" I asked, "Do you like rubbing your pussy for strangers?" She moaned, "Uh huh," and rubbed the hell out of her clit. She retracted a hand from her pussy and found her way across the console to my belt, which she undid, unbuttoned my jeans and groped around until she had my now rock hard cock in her hand. "Mmmm," she uttered and she leaned over the middle console and pulled my cock out of my pants. I was fully erect as she wrapped a hand around the base of my cock and her lips around the head, but it seemed to get even bigger once I was in her mouth. It was almost too much, she was lying down across the middle of the car, her head bobbing up and down, occasionally turning her head so I can see her work the head of my cock with her tongue, wrapping her lips around me and turning back to bob up and down again. As she lay on her side, I rest my hand on her head, moving with her head motions, then reach down to a breast and pinched a nipple softly in my hand. She moaned and it felt great. I moved my hand down her body to her ass, where I drifted my fingers around the curves of her ass, dropping down a little each time around until my hand ran down her crack, across her little asshole and lightly across her lips. As soon as my hand met thigh, I circle back around again. I began to press a little harder each time around and soon, as I drifted my hand across her pussy I felt her lips part and my fingers glided through her lips easily as she was very wet. "You like this don't you?" She turned her head and gave me a questioning look, not wanting to take away from her task. "You like being naked in the car, being exposed to the world, don't you?" She smiled with her eyes. I smiled back and said, "It makes you hot, doesn't it?" She said "Mmm-hmm" in response and the sensation nearly sent me off the road. Luckily she didn't seem to catch on and kept sucking my cock. Either the angle wasn't right, or she was ready for the next step of exhibitionism, because she turned her body and got up on her knees so her ass was facing the passenger window, her mouth staying on my cock. I reached across and planted a hand behind her ass, finding my way to her pussy. I slipped a finger inside, just the tip, and got my finger wet, then moved it down, stretching to her clit and softly rubbed it in little circles. She went at my cock with a vengeance after that, her head bobbing more rapidly, jerking me off faster and cupping my balls with her other hand. I pulled back to calm things down and slipped a finger inside of her and started working her in and out. She settled back into a slower rhythm as well, as we crossed a hill and I saw a group of three semi trucks coming up. I wondered if I should tell her, because I thought since there's three, and since they're all on the same radio channel, that she could count on an audience. I decided not to let her know. If she finds out, she'll find out. In about a minute we came up on the first truck. Again I gently let off the gas pedal to within a few mph of the truck. A hawk will never miss his prey, and a trucker will never, ever miss an ass up in the air, pussy being worked by the driver, rhythmically working up and down. This guy was no exception. He drifted away for a moment, then corrected himself. Through the sunroof I could seem him wide eyed, open mouthed reach for the CB and alert his fellow truckers. We drifted on up towards the second trucker. He was already looking back as we approached, trying to keep his rig on the road and get a good look at the same time. As we drew even with this cab, I matched his speed and gave him a little present by spreading her lips with my fingers so he could see her full pussy. He knew what was coming, yet we were able to shock and awe him into a gaping open mouth, stuttering into his CB to the next driver. As we pulled alongside him, it was obvious that the other drivers had been building him up, and that he was expecting a show. I rubber her pussy for him, giving him a similar show. I looked up and it was obvious he was participating in his own way, as I could see his left shoulder shaking from jerking himself off. "Hey..?" I said. "Mmm?" She replied. "This guy wants to say hi." I told her. She pulled her head off my cock and, without moving her ass, turned her head to see what was going on with him. She very quickly figured out what was going on with him. "He jerking off." She said. "True," I told her, "but he's jerking off for you." "Aww," she said, "how sweet." She pulled my hand from her and began to shift. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I'm giving him a show." She flipped over, spread her legs wide and began to work her clit with one hand and grabbed a handful of tit with the other. With the sunroof he had a full view of her body as she worked herself, including her face. So when she smiled up at him, he smiled back as he continued to work himself. This apparently got her off as she rubbed her pussy and, staring him in the eye, fed her nipple into her mouth and sucked on it lustily. He wasn't able to hold out for long after this, as the wave of orgasm swept across his face as the shaking of his shoulder sped up to a frenzy, slowed way down and stopped. He reached up with his righthand and tipped his hat to her. She smiled her gorgeous smile and waved as we pulled away. "Did you like that?" I asked her. She moaned and smiled as she continued to play with her pussy on her back. I smiled back and set a hand on her tit and began to rub it in soft circles. The sun was high in the sky by now and I looked over her creamy skin, basking in the sun. She reached up and without looking located my cock, then ran her hand gently up and down my shaft. "Theres a van up ahead." I told her. "Could be a family..." I hinted. She moaned a disappointed moan and began to look around for clothing. I grabbed a blanket from the backseat and threw it over her. As we approached theminovan I could see short hair on the drivers side, long hair on the right. Mom and dad. We pulled up alongside it and I saw junior with the headphones on in the backseat. He looked over, then back down at a book, or more likely psp. Then he did a double take because Heidi's feet and calves were still up and hanging out the window. He couldn't see much, just up to the knee, but he saw that they were bare. I pretended not to notice an hung with him for a second. "There is a young teenage boy eyeing your feet. I think he's interested in what's attached to them." I told her. "Oh yeah?" She said. ""Think I should show him?" "I would like to let him see, but I don't think it would feel quite right. He could be like thirteen for all we know." I said. "Let me see." She said and sat up, taking care to keep the blanket tucked across her tits. As soon as she sat up his eyes, like the truckers, turned to saucers. "Oh yeah," she agreed, "he's just a baby." She gave home a smile and wave and his face went beet red and he looked away very quickly. She laid back down and we pulled on ahead, passing the parents engaged in what looked to be an argument. They didn't notice the feet. Hell, they didn't even notice their son crawl half into the front seat to try and get a good last look. Just as the minivan disappeared behind us, another one appeared a ways ahead. I pulled the blanket off Heidi and put it back behind the seat. She was still playing with herself. "Another van ahead." I told her. "Blanket?" She asked. "Not yet." I wanted to get a better look first. This was a conversion van, not a minivan, so I figured that improved our chances. It was older, and swerved slightly going down the straight highway. I saw something fly out of the window. As we approached it I saw it was a can. As I rolled by, even at 70 mph, I could identify the unmistakable markings of a Budweiser can. This, to me, means dudes. Dudes put for a joy ride. "Dudes ahead." I told her and she continued to play with herself. Another empty shot out of the passenger side of the van. "This could get interesting." I told her with a hint of warning. I got into the left lane to pull alongside the van and see what was going on in there. The whole left side was a window, but there was only a couple little openings for windows. The bright light on the other side of the van gave a pretty clear outline of a couple guys lounging in the back. Soon a face appeared at the little opening. "Whatcha got there?" His eyes, like the last ones, were transfixed on the feet, and the hair around my lap. I smiled back. A second face appeared at the back window. "Legs!" The second face shouted. This alerted the driver and passenger up front, and the van slowed up so they could see what all the fuss was about. I'm not sure how much he could see, but he was straining to keep on the road to find out. "Hey!" He shouted over the wind. "Hi!" I yelled back. "I'm not talking to you!" He shouted. I laughed and nudged her. "You're being paged." I told her. She sighed and pulled in her feet. I could see the disappointment in his face, and while I couldn't hear, I didn't need to to know he was saying, "Aww." Then he sat up, handfuls of breasts and all, hair wispy around her, smiling, "Hey there!" she yelled. His face lit right up. "Holy shit! Naked chick off the port bow!" there was obvious commotion in the van as everybody struggled and fought for a good view. She didn't cover herself, she didn't shy away, she just stuck her tits out. "If you crash," she screamed, "you're gonna miss put on all the fun! Slow down so we can hear each other!" He raised an eyebrow. "What'd you have in mind?" he yelled back. She leaned out the window and let her tits hang over the edge. "Fun like this!" she said and she grabbed a handful of tit with one hand. Cheers erupted from the van. Fortunately, this position put her ass up close to me and her hot, wet pussy well within my grasp. "What're you boys drinkin?" She asked. "Bud!" They answered, almost in unison. "You got an extra one of those?" She asked. "Sure! Here!" The driver said as he reached down and pulled a beer up, then deftly tossed it to Heidi. I grabbed a hold of her hip as she reached out and grabbed it. They cheered when she caught it, then she opened it and spilled about half of it because of the wind in bringing it up to her mouth. The beer sprayed all down her chest, dripping off her tits dangling out the car window. She took a long pull from the can and handed it in to me. I pulled out the cup holder and, thinking better of it, took the cold can and pressed it between her legs. She yelped, turned in and glared at me. I rubbed the can up and down and she couldn't resist. She began rubbing herself up against it. The dudes in the van quickly caught on and started cheering us on. She turned back out of the window grinning. "Oh, you like that?' She teased. "Hell yeah!" Answered the driver, and his passenger nodded. The two heads in the back were plastered against the little windows, struggling for a good view. I took the can away from her and replaced it with my finger, probing deeper and deeper into her pussy until my finger was buried inside her. She began to flirt with the driver, as I worked her with my finger. The driver of the van complimented her on her tits and she thanked him, grabbing them up in her hands and giving them a good rub for him. I inserted a second finger and she gasped as I drove the two into her. She turned back to me, and moaned for me, working her ass back against my hand in short bursts. She turned back to them and continued their playful banter. "What's he doing to you?" The driver asked with a smile. She just laughed back at him until I drove my hand all the way into her and began to work her with my long fingers. "Oh!" She moaned. "Fuck!" "Fuckin' a right!" He cheered. I worked her pussy in long, strong strokes, finishing off all the way inside, rubbing at her g-spot with the tips of my fingers. The banter all but stopped as the driver watched open mouthed, taking an occasional pull of the can of beer in his hand. A Wild Ride to Vegas "You like this, don't you? You like watching me- OH! Fuck me!" She was getting close. She gathered her composure. "You like watching me get off, don't you?" The van cheered. I took that cue and added a third finger. She really worked against my hand. I could feel her tighten up, then loosed, then tighten again. She was getting close and fast. "Come for us, baby!" He yelled. I worked her faster and faster and her moans grew longer and louder. She held one of her tits in her hand, and held onto the door with the other. She spread her legs a little wider so I could get even deeper inside. My hand was at a furious pace, thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. She tightened more and more until my hand could barely move, and I kept on driving it in and out. She was screaming out the car window, holding onto the door with both hands now, and the guys just ogled silently, slack-jawed. She gasped loudly one last time, then I knew that they were seeing her 'o-face,' and started to clap and cheer her on. Eventually she could breathe again and I slowed down my pace and retracting a finger. She rested on her elbows and bowed her head. "Here you go! You look like you need it!" He said and tossed over another beer. She caught it again, this time one handed and they applauded. This one she tossed back into the car without opening it. "I'm afraid that's it for us, boys." They groaned and mock-whined, but then smiled as I sped up and we pulled away. I retracted my hand from her and she sat down. "Oh! Look at you!" She said as she saw my fully erect cock still sticking out of my pants. "What do we do with that?" I looked down at it, then back at her. "I have a few ideas." I said, and signaled for the next exit. "Where are we going?" She asked. "Away from our audience." I told her as we turned right down a road that soon turned to gravel. We drove on for a mile or so and I pulled off onto a turnout. "Get out." I directed. "So forceful." She responded. "I like it." then opened the door and stepped out into full view with no clothes on. I got out, walked around the car and met her at the front. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. I leaned down and kissed her, hard and deep on the mouth. My hands found their way down to her ass and I cupped a cheek in each hand and pulled her to me again. She pressed herself away and dropped to her knees to work on my cock. She started at my balls, took each one at a time in her mouth, sucked gently and worked her tongue along the bottom of my cock all the way up to the tip and took it inside her mouth. She worked the tip with her lips and her tongue, jacking me off with one hand and cupping my balls with the other. It felt amazing as she worked more and more of me into her mouth, until her head was bobbing on my cock again. I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled my cock out of her mouth, pulled her up to standing and set her up on the hood of the car. I pushed her back to lay down, spread her legs apart and kissed my way from the back of her knee, to her inner thigh down to her waiting pussy. Starting at her asshole, I licked all the way to her clit in one solid stroke and she shuddered. She grabbed her legs and held them wide open as I worked on her clit with my tongue, tracing small circles around it, occasionally flicking at it lightly. I worked my index finger inside and made come hither movements, working her pussy and she started to moan loudly. "Fuck me," she said, "I want you to fuck me!" I'm not one to give in easily, but I'd been watching her get off and get others off for a long time, and I was ready to go. I stood up, dropped my pants and placed the head of my cock at her entrance. "You want my cock inside you?" I asked. "Yes!" She yelled as she tried to pull me into her. "Beg me for it." I demanded. "Oh just fuck me!" I stayed where I was. "Please?" She asked. Again, I gave nothing but an expectant look. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me now. I want your cock in me, fill me up with your hard cock, just fuck me, please. Please fuck me. Fuck me, now. Fuck me, Fuck me!" I figured she'd had enough and plunged my cock into her. I glided in easily and slammed my cock all the way in. She cried out and I just let it sit there, throbbing inside her. "Like that?" I asked. "Like that, baby." She responded and I fucked her long and slow, pulling my cock all the way out to the tip and thrusting all the way back in. "Oh, faster, harder." She begged and I obliged, speeding up, still taking my cock out to the tip, then thrusting forcefully into her. I built up faster and harder until my balls were slapping against her every time I thrust into her. Her gasps and moans were building up again into a steady stream of an impending orgasm. I pulled out and flipped her over, then pulled her up to her hands and knees. It was a perfect level for me as I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock back into her. I used her hips to pull myself into her harder, slapping against her ass. I reached down with one hand and grabbed onto a tit, rubbing it and pinching her nipple. She gasped a bit, then moaned with pleasure. With the same hand I reached back, still fucking away and slapped it against her ass cheek. She yelled, "Oh!" and I felt her pussy clench around me. "Oh, fuck, spank me, spank me!" She demanded and I brought my hand down again and spanked her ass cheek. There was an immediate red hand print on her ass cheek. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed onto her shoulder, and using it for leverage began fucking her with all my strength and she cried out. I slapped her ass and she clenched down onto me again, this time holding on longer. I drove my cock into her, slapping against her and continued to spank. her wet, tight pussy was driving me right to the edge and she screamed, "I'm coming! I'm coming..." trailing off into heavy breathing, then shorter, quick breaths. I watched all her muscles tense up and felt her pussy clench around me and I couldn't take it any more. "Oh!" Was all I could manage to get out as my cock exploded inside her. "Come inside me! Fill me up, fuck me!" She yelled as her pussy milked the come out of my throbbing cock. I slowed down, bit by bit, and eventually thrust all the way in and stayed there, laying down on her back with my hands next to hers on the hood. "You like that, don't you?" She said.