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Limo

By: Bigr1856



It's Saturday night, you know the big "surprise" party that is supposed to be a surprise, but didn't turn out that way. At least, they had enough class to hire a limo to take you to your destination. You are ready way too early and waiting around for the car to arrive. 

The door bell rings much earlier than you expect, looking through the peep-hole you see a driver's black cap and dark suit. "Must be the driver", you think as you unlock the door. You step out and the driver says good evening and moves to open the limo door for you. At this point you have yet to see his face, but the way he carries himself and his voice seem vaguely familiar. 

You step down into the limo and arrange yourself on the fine leather seat. The door closes and you wait for the ride to begin. The forward partition is up so you cannot see the driver, and it catches you off guard when the other door to the passenger compartment opens and the limo driver slides in. 

You begin to protest, but as he turns to face you, you realize it's your lover Robert. Before you can utter a single word, his lips touch yours and the car begins to drive away. Your shock and resistance fade to acceptance and excitement as he continues to kiss you like only a lover can. 

You feel his hands all over your body, caressing you through your clothes and deftly removing them as he goes along. Before you realize what has happened he has you half undressed and in an effort to save some semblance of freshness to your evening wear, you oblige him by removing all but your panties. The feel of his suit against the nakedness of your skin arouses the tactile center of your brain; every movement creates a ripple effect of sensation. 

Now your amazement turns to questioning. How? When? Where? All these questions go unanswered as he moves back towards you and begins to place sweet kisses all over your shoulders and neck. He always pays such special attention to your skin. No area of your body goes un-kissed or untouched. You begin to feel your arousal course through you as he continues his assault on your nakedness. 

His mouth finds your breasts and slowly, almost agonizingly slowly, he begins to kiss them and work his mouth over your now erect nipples. Alternating from one to the next he licks and kisses you as only he can. Making your nipples stick out more urgently as they vie for the attention of his mouth and tongue. 

His big strong hands taking your breasts and massaging them, lovingly squeezing them as his tongue lashes at your areolas and nipples. Your breathing has increased and there is a not so subtle aroma of your wetness permeating the air as your lover handles your body. 

As your arousal turns to playfulness you reach down between his legs to feel what he is hiding from you behind the dark suit. There in the center of his trousers you feel the erect stiffness of his cock and balls. You can feel how tight and large his sac is and you realize that he has the cock ring on just for you. He has been driving around waiting to pick you up with an erection bulging. You are so wet now you feel the moisture as it crosses through the thin fabric of your thong panties and begins to coat the fine leather interior of the limousine. 

His mouth has now crossed down from your breasts to your sexy tummy. He lavishes kisses on you and your excitement grows as you realize he is only inches from his goal, your sweet, soaking wet pussy. Feeling the absence of his attention on your breasts causes your hands to reach up to them involuntarily and you begin to play with your own nipples as he works lower and lower. 

His face is now a fraction of an inch away from the tiny front of your sexy underwear. You can feel the heat of his breathe through the fabric as he lingers there. Knowing his proximity to your hot aching hole only serves to make you more anxious to feel him there. Anxious to feel his thick wet tongue as it licks and sucks your hot clit. Anxious to feel the throbbing head of his cock as it slowly enters you. 

He teases you as he bypasses your aching wetness and moves his attentions down your long dancer's legs. You feel ready to burst as he tirelessly ministers his attentions to your body. Oh, how he teases and flaunts his control over you. Your mind envisions reaching up and pulling out his cock, impaling yourself on it without reservation. He takes his time and slowly brings you to a boil, and deep down you know the orgasm will be so much better. 

Finally the light at the end of the tunnel, as he reaches up from his position on the floor where he is nibbling your toes and grabs hold of the now ruined panties and pulls them down your legs. 

You spread your legs wide eager to show him his invitation to fuck you, and relieved at the feeling of freeness that now comes from your arousal. You want to feel dirty and sluttish. You place your hand between your legs and begin sliding a finger up and down your dripping slit. You bring the finger up and taste yourself. Now it's your turn to show off. It's your turn to show your lover how hot and dirty you can be. 

He begins to remove his clothes as he stares wild eyed at your actions. You swear you see his cock throb under the confines of his slacks. Within moments he is out of his coat and shirt, and kneeling before you bare-chested he undoes the buckle of his belt and releases his constrained cock. It falls out with force, straining against its leather binding, the head purple and swollen and throbbing. You lick your lips as your eyes move from the cock to your lovers face to the cock again. 

Oh, what glorious orgasms will be yours soon as you move forward and place the tip of your tongue against the warm head of his dick. You taste the salty pre-cum drop that clung desperately to the head. You take it in your mouth and begin to suck the dick wildly, hoping to cause the same frustrations you just felt as he teased you without mercy. Licking and sucking giving him your best oral performance, and you can tell the anticipation hasn't been lost on him. He thrusts his hips and pushes to get his cock more pleasure as you take him fully in your mouth. 

You know he cannot hold out for long so you decide to accelerate the pending outcome by sliding your hand up between his legs and massaging his pendulous balls, then slowly moving a single finger up farther, you begin to massage his asshole. This alone is more sensation than he can tolerate and you feel the flood of his orgasm burst into your mouth, you hang on desperately being sure not to miss a single drop of his liquid pleasure. 

As his orgasm subsides, you steel yourself for the eventual waiting time until he gets hard again, when suddenly you realize that there is no decrease in his strength or power. He is still fully erect and throbbing. 

Sliding back against the seat, he grabs your hips, turns you and places you neatly on your knees, exposing your ass to his view. He loves your ass and you thrill at the thought of his mouth licking you there. Not one to disappoint, he immediately begins to kiss and lick your amazing rear end. Your "20 year old ass" as he calls it. His fingers slide all around your wet aching pussy, teasing your clit while his mouth begins to move between your cheeks. You feel the thick tip of his tongue as it presses against your asshole. You push back wanting him to go deeper into your ass. You love the dirty feeling of ass play and you want his throbbing dick in there so badly.

His tongue pushes deeper as two of his thick fingers slide deep into your overflowing pussy. You rock your hips to the motion of his finger fucking. You are soaked from the top of your ass to the bottom of your pussy now and that's when you feel his fingers leaving your pussy and the urgent pressure of a single digit pushing against your ass. He slowly almost imperceptibly slides the finger up to the first knuckle. 

Then without warning you feel something much larger resting on the slick out lips of your pussy. Then you feel full his rigid cock sliding deeply into the well of your vagina. Hard, and wet, and pulsing his dick fills you. The finger continues its assault on your ass and moves in to the second knuckle. His cock is now slowly sliding in and out of you. You reach up and begin to touch your clit. You ache for this orgasm. 

And as a tidal wave of lust crests over your body, you feel amazing sensations. You are racked by feelings of lust, love, and orgasmic euphoria. You flex, twist and gyrate as the orgasm overwhelms your senses. Your ass is on fire and your pussy clamps down hard on his cock, forcing him to begin to buck and twitch as his second orgasm rocks his body and his second load squirts out from between your organs and drips down your thighs. 

You collapse on the seat, spent and reeling in the glorious after effects, as small tremors ripple through you. 

As you look up you realize that the car has stopped back in front of your house. Your lover explains that you have just enough time to run in get cleaned up and be ready before the real limo arrives to whisk you off to your party. Have a great time!!! And you never know whose eyes you will see as you look up at the driver in the rear view mirror!

Limo Driver



The limo was a great relief. After a full day’s travel, airports, lines, noise, lines, airports, noise, noise, noise, it was wonderful to hear the silence as I enjoyed sinking into the seat and hearing the doors close. The driver was cute, which was a bonus. I had already noticed his appraising look when we met. His eyes had traveled from my eyes to my feet and back again, pausing only briefly to take in my long legs sticking out of my short skirt. I think he appreciated the view. There was an unmistakable bulge in his crotch, which got my mind to racing, also.

“Ma’am, I understand you are going to Athens?” the driver asked.

“That’s right, Athens, Ohio, home of my Alma Mater, and my college roommate. And what is your name, please?”

“Todd, Ma’am” was the reply.

“Thank you, Todd. Yes, I’m going to Athens, and after the day I’ve had, I’m not in a hurry. If you want to take the back roads, that is fine with me. Is that a problem?” I asked, hopefully, because I really did want to stretch out the ride a bit. 

“Ma’am, I get paid by the hour. I’ll go by way of Pittsburgh, if that’s what you want.”

“Well, that might be a little too much, but thanks for the info. At least I won’t feel too guilty for making you work too hard.” 

Believe it or not, but that was a real emotion. They raised us to be considerate in the Midwest.

“No problem at all, Ma’am.” Todd replied. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” he asked.

“Well, Todd, since you asked, yes, there is. First, you can answer a couple of questions. One, do you have rules about drinking in the limo? I save two little bottles of vodka from the flight, and I would dearly love to stop and get some tonic, and sip on that as we drive. If you want to get a beer, that is fine with me. Second, please tell me you don’t have a problem with me smoking in your car, because I am in severe nicotine withdrawal after the airport/airplane experience, and I would love to sip my drink and have a few smokes to catch up. What is the story? Do I sit here and be miserable, or can I relax and enjoy the drive through this beautiful southern Ohio countryside?”

“Not a problem on either count, Ma’am.” was Todd’s answer. “I’m a smoker myself, and I’d like to be able to smoke on this drive, too. As for the drinking, they are pretty strict about that in Ohio, and it is never a good idea, but I sense you’ve had a rough day, so go ahead. And, yes, I might just take you up on that beer. I’ll be real careful, but it sure sounds good right now.”

I watched as Todd expertly extricated himself from the insane traffic around the Columbus airport. He headed out on I-70 for three miles, than took an exit and stopped at a convenience store. We both went inside, where I bought tonic, and a lime (God bless them), a plastic cup and ice, and a tall beer for Todd.

Blissfully, we drove away from the store as I mixed my drink and settled in for the ride. Since I had the whole seat to myself, I took advantage of finally having room enough to stretch out. Turning my body to the side a little, I laid my left leg out on the seat. This cause my little skirt to ride up on my thighs quite a way, but at that point, I did not care. I was finally comfortable, and frankly, I did not mind if Todd got a show, anyway. 

This was the best part of the day, so far. I lit a cigarette and leaned further into the soft seat while taking another sip of my drink.

“Todd, I suppose I’m going to seem like an awful customer, but after airports, airplanes, screaming kids in back of me and a missionary beside who wanted me to convert and move to Utah (all the while staring at my legs), I just want some peace and quiet. So, if you don’t mind, I don’t want to talk. I just want to relax and enjoy the drive. If you could put on some soft, relaxing music, though, that would be wonderful.”

“I understand, Ma’am,” he said. “I don’t blame you at all. Just relax, and I’ll get you where you want to go. If you need anything, just holler.”

As he was talking, he turned his head around to see me, and I liked the way his eyes widened when they saw the leg show I was putting on. I am sure my panties were fully visible, and his eyes lingered for a bit before they rose back up to look into mine. I tried to remain expressionless as I nodded, then leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I hope he took another look at my crotch before he returned to watching the road.

The alcohol must have finally started to take effect, because my mind started to wander where it always does when I’ve had few drinks – right to sex. I felt the insides of my thighs start to twitch a little as I thought about how wanton I was being, and my pussy was starting to get wet. On its own, my hand crept to my belly and began to lightly stroke. I also became aware of a beginning need to pee, but that too only served to make me feel sexy.

Opening my eyes, I watched the rolling hills of Southern Ohio going by, and then I realized I did not want to keep my eyes open. I took another look at Todd, remarking again to myself that he was pretty cute, and noticed that the rear view mirror was turned down. He could not see the road behind him with it in that position, but I was betting he could see some of me.

Feeling sexier, I closed my eyes and allowed my fingers to drift down to my pussy. I could feel the wetness of my panties around my cunt, and I pushed the material into the widening space between the lips. Slowly I moved my fingers from my pussy hole to my clit, feeling my passion rising. My mind began to follow its own direction.

..........

Without warning, Todd turned the car into a dirt road, and followed it until it curved out of sight of the main road. I wondered what he had in mind, since he had said nothing. But a glance at my long bare legs gave me a clue of what he might have in mind. I thought ahead – should I be getting concerned or should I be mad or should I be happy and turned on? I was not sure what to do, but still, the heat between my legs kept increasing. Todd turned to look at me, and his eyes went straight down to see my legs and panties. His face had a look of control that was evident as he turned away. 

He turned back and put the car in park. Opening the door, he climbed out and walked around the front of the car to my door. His zipper was down and the biggest cock I had ever seen was sticking out, pointing right at me. Purposefully he pulled open the door and helped me out. Without a word, he pulled my skirt down to my feet, then pulled the panties down and off with the skirt. He opened my blouse and unhooked my bra and then buried his face between my tits. Then lower and lower until his tongue was diving deep into my pussy. He licked and then lightly chewed and sucked on my clitoris, driving my to an insane level of excitement.

I was not in control. It was evident that Todd was in charge, that I could do nothing to resist, and yet I liked that feeling. I could not be blamed for what happened, because Todd was in charge. I could do nothing as Todd stood up and led me to the front of the car.

He turned me around so that I could lean over the hood, then he drove that massive cock into my cunt. Withdrawing, he again thrust forward, deeper than before. And then again. And then again. 

Then he turned me around and lifted me up onto the hood, laying me on my back. He placed his hands under my knees and lifted my legs to my chest, and then he pounded his dick into my cunt again, his eyes drinking in the sight of my breasts bouncing from the movement of his powerful thrusts. The thrusting kept coming and coming, and I felt the climax building quickly within me. My breath came faster as I fought to maintain to control, then I could control no more and felt the release.

“Oh Todd, Oh Todd” was all I could say as I felt the release………..

............

“Yes, Ma’am”, Todd said, looking back at me. “Is there something you want?”

Reality came back hard as I realized I had been dreaming – or fantasizing. I must have actually spoken the “Oh Todd” part, and for the briefest instant I was embarrassed. 

But I got over that in a hurry, even though I saw Todd looking down at my crotch. What a sight I must have been. My skirt was bunched up above my panties, and I had pushed my panties aside and the fingers of one hand were buried in my pussy. Embarrassment would have been major if I had been in my right mind, but I was so turned on now I could only take immense pleasure in the wicked view I was permitting.

“I’m sorry, Todd, “ I answered, “I was just thinking of something. Just a false alarm.”

I thought there was a small look of disappointment on Todd’s face as he returned to watching the road. I liked that. I was the one in control here in the real world. I would be the one to call the shots.

At the thought of shots, I realized that my need to pee had become greater. In fact, it was approaching the critical point. A plan hatched in my head, and I decided that this was the perfect opportunity.

I addressed Todd again. 

“As a matter of fact, Todd, there is something. I just realized I REALLY need to pee. Could you please find a place? Don’t bother waiting for a town or store. Just find a dirt road leading off into these fields or woods we’ve been passing. Peeing outside is just fine for a girl who has lived in Arizona as long as I have.”

“Thank, you, Ma’am” Todd said gratefully. “That beer I had, plus the coffee before, was bursting to get out of me, too. I’ll find a pull-off spot really quick.”

I suppose I could have told him to quit calling me Ma’am, but actually I rather liked it. Perhaps Mistress would have been better, but this was just fine. I like being in charge.

It did not take long for Todd to find a little dirt road that led off into the woods by the road. It looked amazingly like the road in my fantasy, but I suppose one dirt road looks pretty much like all the rest. Just as in my fantasy, Todd drove down until the road curved and found a place to park where the road was a little wider than the rest of the road. I slipped my panties off and left them on the seat, so they would not be in the way. He stopped the car, but this time I was in charge.

We both opened our doors quickly. I guess he had to go as bad as I did. I walked around to the front of the car, and noticed Todd starting to walk politely to the rear.

“Oh no you don’t, Todd” I said, with a bit of command in my voice. “You come up here and pee where I can watch you. I want to see you pull your dick out of your pants and see the pee coming out of it. And you must watch me while I go.”

He looked a bit shocked at my words, but he did turn around and come to the front of the car. I watched carefully as he lowered his zipper, then fished around in his pants until he finally pulled his dick out. I noticed it was not the monster dick of my fantasy, but it was average size and looked just fine. It was just starting to get hard, and I was not sure if he would be able to piss through a hard-on.

But he must have really had to go, because almost as soon as it was out, the pee started to gush out of his dick. I had never really watched this before, and I was turned on to see the piss squirting out so far in front of him, in such a powerful, compact stream. He pissed for a long time, until finally, the stream dribbled to an end. He started to shake it to get rid of that last drop, but I got to him first.

“No you don’t,” I said, squatting in front of him. 

I grabbed his dick and put it in my mouth, savoring the taste of the piss that was still left in him. I sucked until it was all out, then pulled my mouth away and patted his dick.

“Now it’s my turn,” I said, as I stood and stepped a couple of steps away.

If he was expecting me to squat to pee, he was going to be surprised. I had learned to pee standing up from seeing pictures on the Net. The practice had a lot of benefits. For one, it minimized the splatter onto my shoes, since it streamed out so far. Pee-mud is a factor in Arizona, where there is not much ground cover to minimize the splashing. Another factor was that the bushes in the deserts of Arizona tended to have things in them that just might lash out and bite you in a critical place if you squatted down too close. I much preferred to pee standing up, away from any bushes, and able to look around and see what might be near me.

So, standing there, I pulled my skirt up around my waist, then pulled it tight and held it there by holding a bunch of material in one hand. Then with the remaining fingers of that hand, plus the other hand I was able to spread the lips of my pussy apart to allow room for the piss to flow. It did not take long for me to begin, and I think Todd was a little surprised to see that I could piss about as far as he could. I pissed and pissed, and Todd watched in fascination. His dick was now completely hard, and, just as in my fantasy, pointing straight at me. I was having fun. Apparently, so was he.

Finally, I was done, and feeling much better, but just as horny.

“Todd, I cleaned you off after you were done, now it is your turn to return the favor. I don’t want to get pee stains on this little skirt, so I want you to come over here, kneel down, and lick my pussy clean of all my pee. While you’re there, you can lick some more, too.”

He did not hesitate an instant, but came over and immediately knelt in front of me and began to lick. He licked deep into my cunt, and licked over the labia all around it to make sure he got it all. He licked up to my clit and sucked on it for some time as he chewed on it. Then he ran his tongue back down and lapped vigorously around my cunt and cunt lips again.

I stood there with shaking knees as I enjoyed the feeling of his tonguing me there in the middle of the woods. I began to be afraid of collapsing, so I edged my way to the car and leaned back against the hood, with Todd following along, never missing a lick. 

While Todd was still hungrily eating my pussy, I began to slowly turn around. Todd understood and licked me as I turned. I bent over the hood of the car and, as I had hoped, felt Todd’s tongue lapping around my asshole. Spreading my legs more to give better access, I pushed my ass back against his face. I felt his tongue finally sink into the hole and I wriggled with delight.

Probing and pushing, Todd began to moan and work my ass with welcome violence. With his hands he pulled my ass cheeks apart, spreading the hole wider and licking and nipping with his teeth all round it. He rammed his tongue into me the way I had fantasized his dick, and my excitement was building.

He stood up and I felt the tip of his cock against my pussy. I allowed him to penetrate to the hilt, then I had to take a chance.

“Todd, I’m sorry, but we can’t fuck. I don’t want to seem like a tease, but in a little while you are going to drop me off at my girlfriend’s house, whom I haven’t seen in a year. As soon as we’re in the door, she is going to stick her tongue in my pussy, and if she tastes your cum, it will ruin the whole week.

“What I want to happen, although I hate call a halt to this wonderful oral sex, is for us to both stand up and masturbate in front of each other. I want to watch you cum, and I want you to watch me. I want us to see each other in our most private thoughts. Is that all right?”

“I’m a little disappointed, but I understand. Besides, that sounds kinky enough to be fun, anyway. Sure, let’s do it.” He answered.

He rose and backed away.

I turned around and lowered my skirt to the ground, then I stepped out of it and placed it on the car to stay clean. I unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my bra (thank heavens for front snaps). I pushed both garments aside so that my boobs were visible. Then I said the hell with it and pulled those off, too, and laid them on the car. I was totally naked, except for my shoes, in this public country lane with a man I had just met; a man who had already explored my private places, and I was about to masturbate in front of him, while he jacked himself off.

“My, my,” I thought, “You’ve come a long way, Baby.”

It was not as easy for Todd to get naked as for me, but he stood there with his pants down around his knees, holding his dick in his hand, watching me get naked. Actually, he was already stroking his dick, back and forth from the tip to hilt. Every once in awhile he would circle the tip with one finger, then stroke his balls, then go back to stroking the dick. I found this fascinating, since I had never watched a man play with himself before.

I was using one hand to gently stroke my breasts, circling and pinching my nipples, pulling them out and then stroking the breasts again. The other hand was busy rubbing my clitoris, pinching and pulling on that little button, giving me waves of pleasure. Soon, I had to leave my boobs alone so I could bury one hand’s worth of fingers into my pussy hole while I pulled on my clit with my other.

I saw Todd looking at me through dreamy, half-closed eyes as he pulled on his dick. I was interested to notice a little rotation movement he did with his hand as he stroked, and made a mental note to remember that the next time I gave a hand job.

Soon our eyes locked and then we watched, as each of us slowly looked the other over. Then we locked eyes again and we both felt the excitement growing. His hand was moving faster and faster on his dick, and I saw his chest rising and falling as the breathing came faster. Both of my hands were working furiously on my cunt and clit, and I know my tits were bouncing around in circles as I moved.

Our passions grew and we each heard the other beginning to come. I looked at Todd’s cock as he moaned, and suddenly I saw a copious amount of thick, white cum shoot out the end. Todd’s whole body jerked with the spasms, and I thought his knees were going to collapse. The cum must have shot out three feet in front of him, and I watched it in fascination. In a different time and place, I would have been thrilled to let it splash on my tits or ass, or even better, my face. I would have loved to feel it hit the back of my throat and fill up my mouth until it dribbled out the corners. But, alas, this was not the time, so I could only watch and marvel at how far it can fly when it does not have anything to splatter against.

But now I had my own climax building, and watching Todd watch me made more intense as the excitement grew and my hands raced to stimulate my clit and my cunt and Todd stood there holding his still quivering cock as suddenly, with a scream, I felt my release come and come and come and I dropped to my knees in the path as my strength left me, and I could only kneel there panting, savoring the feeling of sexiness and joy.

Todd came to me to help me up, but I ignored his outstretched hands and instead grabbed his dick and hungrily licked the cum off the head and then swallowed the whole dick so that I could clean it with my tongue. Only after did I take his hands and allow him to pull me to my feet. We both staggered to the car and leaned against the hood again, me naked beside him, with his pants still around his knees and his dick still half-hard. 

We looked at each other and smiled.

“Thank you, Ma’am. Is there anything else?”, Todd said with a grin.

“No, Todd, I think we’ve taken care of everything quite nicely, thank you. I expect we should probably get back on the road again soon, as much as I hate to say it.”

He moaned and pulled up his pants. I collected my skirt and pulled it on, then took the blouse and bra into the car with me. Inside I finished getting dressed while Todd turned the car around and went back out to the roadway.

We still did not talk much as we finished the drive to my girlfriend’s house. I had my leg up on the seat, and my skirt up around my waist as I idly stroked my pubic hair and pussy. I suspect that Todd had his dick in his hand, as well, and was stroking it in the same manner.




Limo Driver



Chapter One

The Airport's International Departures area was extremely busy as the stretched limousine was directed into the "First Class Departures" drop off area. Kevin the chauffeur switched off the engine and raced around to open the door for Richard Maguire and then collect his expensive leather suitcases from the luggage compartment of the car. He loaded the baggage onto a porter's trolley as Mr. Maguire handed him a ten-dollar tip and left for his week abroad without a word.

Kevin shook his head in disgust at the man's rudeness and quickly returned to his car where Mrs. Maguire sat waiting patiently for him to take her home. As he pulled the car out into the traffic he wondered not for the first time if the Maguires ever spoke to each other. Many time he had driven the millionaire couple to business and social occasions but rarely had they exchanged any conversation.

"Straight home Mrs. Maguire?" Kevin asked via the intercom.

"No Kevin, put the screen down please."

Surprised by the request Kevin pushed the button and lowered the glass screen separating the driver from the passengers.

"Yes Mrs. Maguire?"

"Do you have to be back at a certain time?" The attractive socialite asked.

"I do have another hire this afternoon, but I can contact the depot and arrange for another car to take over, where would you like to go?" Kevin replied.

"Rather than going back into the city I'd like to go for a drive in the country so turn left when you get to the freeway and not right." Mrs. Maguire stated. "And would you turn the damn air conditioning off so we can open some windows, let's have some fresh air for a change."

"Certainly Mrs. Maguire," Kevin said as he wondered about the sudden change in his day. "I'll just contact the depot and let them know."

The driver followed the instructions and turned off the air conditioning allowing Mrs. Maguire to play with the electric windows. Kevin then contacted his depot on his mobile phone and told them brief details of the change in plans. He refrained from commenting on the hiring controller's lewd remarks about Mrs. Maguire feeling horny and steered the car into the countryside.

"Ah, that feels better." Mrs. Maguire said as the warm air rushed into the car. "Thank you Kevin, I need a break from the house and the stress. Just drive and we will see where the road leads."

Kevin nodded and surreptitiously adjusted the interior rear view mirror so he could get a better view of the attractive lady sitting in the back seat. He noted that her jacket had been removed and two buttons of her blouse had been loosened to display a little cleavage. The driver was quite happy to spend some time away from the busy city streets and relaxed as the limo cruised smoothly into the green countryside. The freeway ended after twenty or so minutes but the country road was in excellent condition as it passed the cattle and sheep farms of the area.

Kevin stopped at a tee intersection and asked, "Right or left Mrs. Maguire?"

"Kevin please call me Olivia," She said as she leant forward and looked at the road signs. "Oh Twin Hills Reservoir, I remember going there when I was a kid, turn right please and take me there."

"Sure Mrs., I mean Olivia, Twin Hills Reservoir it is. Did you go there with your family for picnics?" Kevin asked as he turned the car to the right.

"I'm sure we had some Sunday School picnics there, we all came out in buses," Olivia paused and sighed, "Life was so simple then, unlike now."

Kevin left his passenger deep in her thoughts as he followed the signs to the picnic area at the reservoir. Being a weekday the large car park was empty and, apart from a couple of gardeners, there was no other sign of life in the well-manicured picnic gardens and lawns. He parked the car where they had a lovely view over the water and switched off the engine.

"Oh this is lovely." Olivia said as she opened the door and clambered out of the large car. "I think I'll go for a walk Kevin."

Kevin quickly closed all the windows and jumped from the car. "I need to use the toilets." He explained as he used the remote-locking button. He also wanted to keep an eye on Mrs. Maguire just in case there was any trouble.

"Of course, I do too." Olivia smiled. "I'm so glad we came out here it's lovely, it's just as I remember it, except it was full of people."

They walked slowly up the path in silence as the late summer's warm sun filtered through the trees.

"Bird noises," Olivia smiled, "How rarely one hears only bird noises in the suburbs."

When they neared the toilet block Kevin asked, "Olivia, would you like me to check the ladies?"

"Don't be silly Kevin, I don't need protection here." She smiled. "If you hear me scream come running."

Kevin grinned and left her while he released the pressure of his full bladder in the men's room. He was ready and waiting when Olivia reappeared and made to follow her as she walked down a path towards the water.

Olivia stopped and smiled at her chauffeur. "Kevin, please let me have some time alone, stay here and keep an eye on me by all means. I promise I won't jump into the water, ok?"

"Yes, sorry Olivia, take your time, we are in no hurry at all."

Olivia Maguire smiled her thanks and set off down the path to the water. Kevin stood and watched her trim arse swaying in the loose skirt while he wondered what had attracted her to her rude and ignorant husband in the first place. He wandered back to the car while keeping a watchful eye on his lovely companion for the day. Olivia sat on a seat for nearly an hour and a couple of times Kevin thought she was crying as she gazed out over the calm water. Finally she rose from the seat and walked back to the car, smiling at Kevin as he opened the car door.

"Thank you Kevin, I really needed some quiet think time." Olivia said as she climbed in and settled back into her seat.

"My pleasure too Olivia, I enjoyed the break from the traffic." Kevin said as he shut her door and climbed in behind the steering wheel and asked. "Home now?"

"No, not yet Kevin, you don't have any cold drinks in the fridge by any chance?"

"I'm sure there is some champagne, beer and water in the fridge." The chauffeur replied.

"Be a dear and come and open the champagne for me please?' Olivia asked coyly.

Warning bells flashed through Kevin's mind as he quietly flicked the switch that turned on the concealed tape recorder before moving to the rear of the limo. He sat on the rear facing seat opposite Olivia, opened the small fridge and found a half size bottle of champagne. The driver soon had a champagne flute filled with the bubbling liquid that he passed across to his grateful passenger.

"Ahhh, I needed that." Olivia sighed after drinking half the glass. "Tell me Kevin, what do you think of me?"

"Think of you Olivia? What do you mean?" Kevin asked warily as he sat and looked directly at his attractive passenger.

"Give me a straight answer please Kevin, this is just between us, do you think I'm good looking?"

"Honestly Olivia, I think you are very attractive." Kevin replied carefully as he maintained eye contact.

"My husband thinks I need a facelift and bigger breasts," Olivia said angrily as she burst into tears. "Hell I'm only thirty-five." She sobbed. 

Kevin quickly pulled a clean handkerchief from a pocket and passed it to Olivia as he watched her with concern.

Olivia finally calmed, wiped away the last few tears and blew her nose several times into the handkerchief.

"I guess you won't want this back." Olivia said with a wan smile. "I'm sorry Kevin to put you through this, my situation just got too much for me."

"I'm not supposed to get involved with clients, but is there anything I can help you with?" Kevin said as he glanced around the car park that was still empty.

"You said I am attractive." Olivia said as she downed the balance of the champagne before pulling the hem of her skirt halfway up her thighs. "Do you like my legs?"

Kevin's eyes were riveted on Olivia's legs as he gulped and said, "They are beautiful, so shapely but not too thin."

Olivia smiled as she handed the empty glass back to the driver, "Refill please my sweet talking chauffeur."

As Kevin refilled the glass with shaking hands Olivia proceeded to unbutton the remaining buttons of her blouse and pull it out from the waistband of her skirt. She slipped the silk off her shoulders to reveal a small pink bra covering her pert breasts.

"Thank you Kevin." Olivia said as he passed back the full champagne glass. "So, do you think my breasts are too small like my dick head husband does?"

Kevin realised that the situation was getting out of hand but he could not refrain from saying, "I love small breasts, please never have implants, I think they look terrible." He replied as he wiped some perspiration from his forehead.

Olivia swallowed some more champagne, placed the glass aside and reached both hands up behind her back. Kevin licked his lips as the sexy lady quickly unclipped the bra to reveal her lovely breasts.

"See my nipples are quite large." Olivia said as she smiled at Kevin's discomfort. "Just made for sucking on don't you think?"

"They're beautiful." Kevin nodded his head in agreement.

"Is that a mobile phone in your pants or am I exciting you?" Olivia giggled as she pulled the skirt a little higher.

"I think that's pretty obvious." Kevin replied as he wondered how far Olivia would go.

"Do you like oral sex?" Olivia asked almost innocently as she hiked her skirt up to her waist revealing her naked pussy. "My moron husband thinks it's dirty."

"I love it, both ways." Kevin panted.

Olivia crooked a finger at Kevin, spread her legs wide apart and rubbed her fingers over her vagina. The extremely aroused driver crawled the short distance to his seductress and knelt between her slim calves.

"Ohhh God, you're beautiful." Kevin gasped as he gazed at Olivia's wet slit.

Those were the last words Kevin was to speak for some time as Olivia pushed his head down towards her groin. He teased her by licking up her thigh from her knee almost to her pussy, then withdrawing and repeating the licking on the other leg. Olivia groaned as the driver's fingers spread her pussy lips apart and his tongue licked around the edge of her labia. Olivia moaned as the driver moved down to a sensitive spot on the inside of her thigh where he teased by licking, kissing and making designs with the tip of his tongue. He came close to her pussy then floated away making Olivia anticipate what was to follow.

Kevin licked the crease where Olivia's leg met her pussy and then buried his head in her trimmed bush. Gently he brushed his lips over her slit, exciting Olivia so she raised her hips to his face, demanding more. Kevin felt Olivia's thighs rest on his shoulders as he placed his lips right over the slit kissing gently, then harder. Olivia moaned loudly as his tongue separated her labia and ran up and down the layers of pussy flesh. Then he tongue fucked her, pushing his tongue into and out of her vagina, teasing her as once again she raised her hips, wanting more. Kevin's tongue rested on and gently caressed Olivia's clit and her legs shuddered as she approached orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh, this is fantastic, don't stop Kevin, don't stop!" Olivia screamed.

The horny chauffeur continued to lick and suck on Olivia's clit and added to her pleasure by slipping two fingers into the tightness of her pussy. Slowly but surely he finger fucked her into a powerful orgasm. Olivia was like a bucking bronco but Kevin held on, continuing to play with her as the driver removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. He looked up to see perspiration glowing on her forehead and as their eyes met her pleading look told him to 'keep going, don't stop'. Kevin returned his somewhat tired tongue to her clit bringing Olivia to another thrashing orgasm.

"Fuck me!" Olivia begged as she gasped air into her lungs and slid off the seat onto the thickly carpeted floor.

Somehow Kevin managed to push his pants and undies off and find a condom in a special drawer of the drinks cabinet. The wild pleading look in Olivia's eyes spurred Kevin on as he scrambled to kneel between the sexy lady's wide spread slim thighs. He pointed his penis at the entrance to Olivia's dripping vagina and thrust his hips forward. Kevin grunted as his hard cock slid easily into the depths of her welcoming pussy. It had been a long time without sex for both Kevin and Olivia and the limousine was soon rocking on its springs as both revelled in their unexpected encounter. The time for subtle sensual intercourse was long gone as the turned on couple humped like two frenzied teenagers. Loud moans and grunts filled the car as the frenetic driver thrust his cock in and out of the sexy wife of the affluent businessman. It did not take long before Olivia screamed as another intense orgasm shuddered through her body. Somehow she managed to wrap her legs around Kevin and hold him tight as he climaxed with his cock deep in her vagina. The driver withdrew and managed to roll sideways as they gasped air into the lungs while lying side by side on the floor.

"Ohhhhhh Goddd I needed that so badly!" Olivia was the first to speak after several minutes. "Do you suffer from active tongue disorder?"

Kevin laughed at Olivia's pun but he was unsure of what to say, this was the first time he had screwed a client and the uncertainty showed on his face.

"It's alright Kevin, this is just between you and I." Olivia said reassuringly. "Nobody need ever find out, it just happened because of the circumstances."

Kevin nodded in understanding. "We both needed it that's for sure, yes, just between us, our secret."

Olivia smiled and rested her head against Kevin's chest while they cuddled together on the floor of the limo.

"You are such a naughty girl." Kevin grinned as he spoke after a few more minutes of silence.

"Me, a naughty girl?" Olivia giggled as she looked at him in mock surprise. 

"Seducing your driver like that, tsk, tsk. Not the done thing for a lady of your social position."

"So what should happen to such a naughty girl?" Olivia enquired with wide-eyed innocence.

"Oh, naughty girls get spanked." Kevin said with a somewhat evil laugh.

"Spank me? Are you for real?" Olivia questioned as she looked at him seriously.

"Only if you want to try it." Kevin said unsurely, acutely aware that he may have said the wrong thing.

"Oh God Kevin, it's something I've dreamed about for years." Olivia said excitedly. "You'll really spank me?"

"Wow, I thought I'd said the wrong thing then." Kevin said with some relief. "I'd love to spank you sometime, if we see each other again."

"Oh we will see each other again." Olivia replied definitely, "You can give me my first spanking, and whaaaaaaat?" 

'Bang, bang, bang!' Olivia's sentence was cut short and they both jumped with fright as someone outside knocked loudly on a side window. 

Kevin quickly scrambled off the floor and looked outside. "Shit, it's the police!"

"Oh God no!" Olivia wailed as she pulled her skirt down and tried to cover her face and breasts with her blouse. 

"Just a minute!" Kevin yelled as he quickly pulled on his pants.

The chauffeur took a deep breath and let the window down a short distance. "Yes officer?"

"Excuse me Sir, we just want to make sure everything is all right here." The officer said as he tried to see inside the back of the limo.

"Yes, we are fine, ok." Kevin replied with a sigh of relief.

"And the lady?" The officer questioned, "Let me hear your voice."

"Um, um, yes I'm fine, quite safe thank you." Olivia managed to respond with a shaky voice from under her blouse.

"Very well, may I suggest you find a more private place next time, like a bedroom?" The officer said sarcastically, "There are bus-loads of children due here any minute on a school excursion." He paused for effect then added. "We will take this incident no further."

"Oh hell, yes thank you officer." Kevin replied. "We will get out of here now."

"Thank you Sir." The officer said before moving back to his patrol car.

Kevin finished dressing as he watched a very dishevelled Olivia hurriedly slip back into her bra, blouse and skirt. They kept glancing at each other and giggling like two teenagers who had been caught by a teacher and let off with a warning. Olivia decided to ride in the front of the limo with Kevin as they returned to the city. The millionaire's wife rested a hand on Kevin's thigh as he drove and they discussed where and when they could risk meeting again. After a long talk it was decided that they would take advantage of Richard Maguire's absence and spend a few days in private at the Maguire's beach house at Sorrento. The horny couple both realised that they were asking for trouble but decided to risk the consequences.

"Here we are already." Kevin sighed as he drove the limo into the driveway of the Maguire's mansion.

"Damn, I wish we could go now." Olivia grumbled.

"You have the charity lunch tomorrow, it would cause too much gossip if you pulled out of that, and I have to work." Kevin reminded his sad faced companion. "But it's only two days away."

"Let me have your mobile phone number." Olivia suggested. "And there's one thing I forgot to ask you."

"Yes, what's that?" Kevin asked as they swapped phone numbers.

"This will sound silly but do you like my hair style?" Olivia asked with a blush.

Kevin leant across and held Olivia 's long hair back from her face. "Honestly my sweet I think your long hair hides too much of your lovely face. I prefer short hair and think you would look even sexier with short hair, but that's just my opinion."

"Dickhead prefers my hair long." Olivia grumbled. "He won't let me get it cut."

"Don't worry about it honey." Kevin guided Olivia's lips to his and they kissed for the first time.

"Mmmmm that's nice, I want more of those." Olivia smiled. "I'd forgotten how good a real kiss can be."

The couple kissed passionately once more before Olivia gathered her belongings from the back of the car, threw her panties at Kevin as a souvenir and left with a promise to phone later that night. Kevin removed the tape recording from the car and replaced it with a blank one before returning the car to the depot. When he arrived home he played the tape once before destroying the evidence of his wonderful time with Olivia. 

Chapter 2

The two days passed frustratingly slowly until Kevin finally arrived bright and early to collect Olivia from the rear of the Maguire mansion. He knocked on the back door that was quickly opened by the excited lady of the house.

"Hey look at you!" Kevin exclaimed.

"You like it?" Olivia questioned as she turned a full circle to show off her new short haircut.

"I love it, it really suits you!" Kevin enthused as he wrapped his arms around Olivia and kissed her deeply.

"Richard will be upset, but too bad." Olivia pouted as their lips parted.

"Try and forget about him and enjoy our days together."

"Yes you are right, I've only got the one bag, let's go." Olivia said positively.

Kevin grabbed her bag and placed it in the rear of his car while Olivia locked the door of the mansion and coded the security system. They were soon whizzing down the freeway on the ninety-minute trip to the seaside resort of Sorrento. The sexy couple spent the drive getting to know about each other's backgrounds and their individual likes and dislikes. Both were silently pleased at how easily they were able to converse and how much they had in common. As Kevin stopped his car outside the tall gates of the large holiday home they were both sure that three fun-filled days were ahead of them. Olivia opened the gates with a remote control and Kevin whistled in amazement as he drove down the driveway to the front door.




Limo Driver



"This is a holiday home?" He asked in awe. "It wouldn't be out of place next to your house in town."

"Yes I know," Olivia sighed. "Richard loves to show off by spending his ill-gotten millions." She paused then brightened her voice. "But that's no reason we can't enjoy ourselves."

"Come on, give me the full tour." Kevin said as he jumped from his car and grabbed their bags. "Then I might give you that long overdue spanking you seem to need so much."

"Woohoo." Olivia yelled loudly. "Let's go!"

Olivia stayed away from the master bedroom and showed Kevin a luxurious visitor's bedroom where he dropped the bags. The chauffeur was amazed at the size of the rooms and the view from all of them over the calm waters on the bay. Olivia pointed out the private jetty that alongside were moored a speedboat and a cruiser/fishing boat. The millionaire's wife was very excited as she showed Kevin the swimming pool, spa, gym and the private deck where it was possible to sunbathe in the nude. 

"Such opulence and only used a few weeks every year." Kevin said ruefully as he gazed around the bay at the other expensive homes. "It does seem a waste."

Olivia threw her arms around Kevin's neck and kissed him passionately before replying with a somewhat evil grin, "Well let's make the most of it then." 

Kevin laughed as he hugged his sexy lover. "Yes, you are right, let's go back inside. Any coffee in the kitchen?"

"Of course Sir." Olivia's giggle turned into a scream as Kevin suddenly swept her off her feet and carried her inside. "The kitchen's that way." 

As Kevin carried her to the kitchen Olivia felt happier at that moment than she had for years. The well-stocked cupboards, fridges and freezers held nearly everything they could need in the way of food and drink for the next three days. As Olivia made some coffee Kevin found some steaks in the freezer that he placed on the bench to thaw for the evening meal. As they sipped their coffee the happy couple giggled and laughed as Kevin told funny stories about some of the passengers he had driven in the limo.

"Ready?" Kevin asked as he washed the coffee mugs.

"I've been ready for this for far too many years." Olivia replied excitedly.

"Come with me young lady." Kevin said sternly as he held out a hand.

Olivia shivered as she grasped the outstretched hand and was led from the kitchen to their bedroom. No words were spoken as Kevin stopped beside the bed where his firm hands placed Olivia to stand at attention. She watched wide-eyed as the confident chauffeur stripped the duvet off and placed two pillows in the centre of the bed. 

"Give me a safe word." He asked. "A word that you can use if anything gets too much for you. A word that you wouldn't normally use, I promise I will stop immediately if you yell the word."

"Oh, ummm." Olivia thought for a short time then smiled and said, "How about banana?"

Kevin laughed loudly as he slipped his shoes and socks off. "Banana it is."

He reached out and unbuckled the leather belt supporting Olivia's figure hugging jeans. The excited lady shivered again as he pulled the belt free of the loops and placed it on the bed close to the pillows. Olivia closed her eyes and cooperated as Kevin slowly undressed her until she was nude. The driver felt his cock stiffen instantly as he looked down at the sexy lady standing submissively before him. He resisted touching the hard nipples standing out from Olivia's pert breasts as he sat down on the edge of the bed. His firm hands guided the sexy lady who moaned as she allowed herself to be placed carefully over his thighs.

Kevin shook his head from side to side in disbelief at his wonderful luck as he gazed at the sexy lady waiting over his knees. He licked his lips in anticipation as he rubbed his right hand over the firm skin of Olivia's buttocks. She moaned again and trembled as Kevin slipped his hand between her thighs and spread the slim legs wider apart.

"For fuck's sake get on with it!" Olivia hissed through clenched teeth.

"Such language from a lady of society." Kevin admonished, "Six of the best with the strap for you after the spanking. You must learn patience, it's a virtue remember."

"Patience! What's that?" Olivia giggled. "I've been virtuous for years." She paused for a short time then pleaded in a posh voice. "Get on with it please my darling."

"Remember the safe word." 

Kevin took a deep breath as he raised his hand and brought it down with a soft smack across Olivia's right buttock. There was no reaction from the sexy lady so Kevin used a little more force as he smacked the left cheek. Olivia wriggled a little and whispered 'harder' and that was all the encouragement Kevin needed. The next smack landed firmly and with just enough sting for Olivia to cry out.

"Ouch! Oh yes, more like that!"

 Kevin's hand was soon rising and falling rhythmically as he set about giving the sexy lady the spanking she had fantasised about for many years. 'Smack, smack, smack!' The sound of hand on firm flesh seemed to echo off the large glass windows that looked out over the bay. But neither Olivia nor Kevin were interested in the view as he set about turning her lovely arse a pale shade of pink.

'Smack, smack, smack!' Each spank caused a yelp from Olivia and her legs were kicking each time Kevin's hand stung her cheeks. The grin on Kevin's face grew wider as he realised how much Olivia was enjoying her first spanking. The driver's captivating new lover was wriggling around on his knees so he steadied her with his left hand on her back.

'Smack!' - "Owwww!"

'Smack!' - "Yowww!"

'Smack!' - "Oucchhh!"

"You want me to ease up?" Kevin asked even though he correctly guessed the answer.

"Nooooooo, keep going!" Olivia yelled loudly, "I love it."

'Smack!' - "Yessssssssss!"

'Smack!' - "Ohhhhhhhh!"

'Smack!' - "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Kevin and Olivia were both aware of his erection pushing hard against the delighted socialite and he wondered if he could hold on until after the spanking. The thought of pushing his cock between the firm pink globes of Olivia's arse prompted Kevin to spank harder.

'Smack!' - "Owwwwww that stings!" Olivia cried loudly.

"It's meant to sting!" Kevin retorted.

'Smack!' - "Noooooooo!"

"You know how to stop me." Kevin chuckled.

'Smack!' - "Yaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"

'Smack!' - "Yikes!"

'Smack!' - "Oh God no more honey!"

"Ha, ha you must be joking." Kevin laughed loudly.

'SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!' The three hard spanks changed Olivia's resolve.

"Ohhhhhhhh Banana!" The sexy lady cried loudly.

Kevin immediately ceased spanking and rubbed his palm over Olivia's warm bum. His aroused new friend's panting soon turned to a loud groan as he slipped a hand between her legs and probed a finger into her wet pussy.

"Fuck me!" Olivia demanded as she wriggled over Kevin's lap.

Kevin's strong arms lifted Olivia from across his knees and he deposited her over the pillows set on the bed. Olivia wiggled her arse at Kevin as he quickly stripped before jumping on the bed to kneel behind the lovely pink globes. His lover moaned as he pushed his erection between her legs and placed a hand on each of Olivia's hips. As Kevin thrust forward she reached back with one hand and guided the head of his cock between her labia. The lovers moaned loudly as his cock slipped easily into the firm wetness of Olivia's pussy. She gasped as he held her hips with his cock fully into her tight hole. Kevin stayed motionless for a short time, as they both enjoyed the different feelings they were experiencing. He slowly withdrew and then pushed back again, once again entering her to the hilt. Gradually the rhythm increased as Kevin set the pace, moving back and forward as he held Olivia as still as he could. It wasn't long before both reached a shattering climax and they collapsed panting onto the sheets. The warm sun shone through the large windows onto their perspiring bodies as they held each other tight while their breathing slowly returned to normal.

"You didn't use the belt." Olivia whispered as they lay holding hands on the damp sheets.

"That can wait for later." Kevin smiled as he looked sideways at his lover's concerned face. "If you don't want to try it you don't have to." He said reassuringly. 

"Mmmm, maybe I will just to see what it feels like, I know I can trust you." Olivia kissed Kevin on the lips as she cuddled into the muscular chauffeur.

The happy couple lay kissing and cuddling as they recovered from their wonderful time in bed. After dressing Olivia and Kevin decided to walk into Sorrento to purchase bread, milk and some fresh fruit and salad. The beach was nearly deserted as they wandered hand in hand along the wet sand close to the water. Olivia was able to tell her new lover about the affluent neighbors with whom the Maguire's shared this part of the bay. They stopped for a mid-afternoon snack and drink at a small coffee shop before heading back to the house with their purchases. 

"How about a swim?" Olivia suggested as Kevin placed the milk carton in the fridge. "I'm sure the water in the pool will be warm enough."

"Great idea honey." Kevin replied as he turned, held Olivia in his arms and kissed her welcoming lips.

"I love the way you kiss." Olivia purred as their lips parted. "I'd forgotten what it's liked to be kissed so sensuously."

Kevin smiled as her noticed some tears welling in Olivia's eyes. "Hey no crying babe, there are plenty more kisses for you. Come on, I'll race you over two laps of the pool, the loser gets to receive oral, ok?

Olivia screamed with delight and ran through the large house to the glassed-in pool. She had stripped and was diving into the clear water as Kevin walked in from the house.

"Come on hurry up." Olivia urged her grinning lover. "I love swimming races."

Kevin quickly undressed and jumped into the pool swamping Olivia with a huge splash. They surfaced together spluttering and laughing as they reveled in each other's company. 

"I'd better warn you," Olivia giggled as they trod water at the end of the pool, "I was the school swimming champion and I'm still in pretty good shape."

"I know you are in good shape." Kevin laughed as he reached out and fondled one of Olivia's breasts. "And I'm warning you, I won a breast-stroke competition when I was at school too, only it wasn't in a pool."

"Ha, ha, ha, we will see Mr. Ian Thorpe," Olivia laughingly retorted as she turned and faced the far end of the pool. "Are you ready? Set, Go!"

Kevin watched as Olivia swam quickly away from him with hardly a ripple before pushing himself off and dog paddling slowly after his sexy lover. Her nude body tumble turned at the far end and passed Kevin before he was half way up the pool. As Olivia completed her second lap she turned and shrieked with laughter as Kevin turned at the other end before back stroking his way slowly back to his lover.

"You won, you have to blow me." Kevin cried as he triumphantly waved a fist in the air.

"You are so funny." Olivia laughed as she threw her arms around Kevin's neck.

The horny couple kissed deeply as they hugged closely in the warm water. With one hand on the grab bar and the other supporting Olivia, Kevin moved slowly towards the steps leading up out of the water. When he reached the bottom step he pushed Olivia away while he backed up the steps until he could sit with his arse just out of the water. Then he lay back with one hand waving his cock at his laughing companion while beckoning her forward with the other hand. 

Olivia stood on the bottom step and stomped her foot in the water. "You lost the race so you win the prize," She grumbled while unsuccessfully trying not to giggle, "I suppose I'd better honor the bet. I hope I remember what to do, it's been a long time." 

Kevin's cock twitched in anticipation as he watched the water drip off Olivia's slim body as she moved up a couple of steps. Then she knelt between her lover's legs and placed her arms either side of his hips. The socialite licked her lips and winked at Kevin before slowly lowering her mouth around the head of his quivering cock. Olivia's tongue swirled around the knob a couple of times then she suddenly stopped, raised her head and looked straight into Kevin's eyes.

"I hope the cops don't interrupt us this time," Olivia said seriously before quickly resuming her sucking with Kevin's laughter echoing around the poolroom.

Kevin moaned as he felt Olivia's fingers gently playing with his balls as her head bobbed up and down the shaft of his cock. His wonderful lover quickly gained confidence as she endeavored to repay the lovely oral that Kevin had given her in the car at Twin Hills Reservoir. Kevin was thrilled as he watched Olivia's cheeks suck in and out as her lips moved up and down the smooth hard skin. The chauffeur's body was shaking as he tried to delay his climax as long as possible. Olivia's short haircut meant that Kevin had a wonderfully uninterrupted vision of his cock sliding in and out of his sexy lover's mouth. His eyes opened wide with astonishment as he felt one of Olivia's fingers pushing firmly against his anus. He had read about prostate stimulation but this was a first for him as he relaxed and let Olivia's finger slide slowly and completely into his arse. To his amazement his erection seemed to get a little harder as her fingertip rubbed his prostate through the thin membrane. 

"Oh God!" Kevin exclaimed loudly as a powerful orgasm suddenly shuddered through his body and his semen spurted into Olivia's mouth.

Olivia seemed shocked by Kevin's sudden climax and jerked her head back and watched for a few seconds before greedily licking and sucking the sticky cum into her mouth. Her eyes were shining with excitement as she looked at Kevin while continuing to suck and swallow. Kevin was moaning loudly and his body shook as Olivia slowly slipped her finger from his arse.

"That was yummy." Olivia grinned as she licked around her lips and teeth before moving up to lie with her head on Kevin's chest.

The couple lay hugging as Kevin slowly regained his breath before asking, "Where did you learn to do that?"

"You mean the prostate massage?" Olivia enquired with a giggle. "You liked?"

"I like very much, it was a first for me." 

"You may not believe this but I read about it on the Internet, I'll tell you more about it later. I wasn't sure about doing it but I knew that you wouldn't mind me trying it on you." Olivia paused, then added with a giggle; "I loved doing it and want to pleasure you as much as you do me."

"Thank you my love, you were wonderful." Kevin replied as he kissed the top of her head.

The chauffeur eased himself and Olivia down the steps and back into the pool where they splashed and carried on like school kids at the local pool. Later Kevin showed his prowess in the kitchen as he cooked the steaks for dinner and served them with a delicious salad and a bottle of red wine. 

The sun was setting on the opposite side of the bay as the happy couple cuddled on a large sofa in the living room sipping small glasses of port.

"Have you ever heard of Tantric sex?" Olivia asked.

"No, that's a new one for me."

"I've looked it up on the Internet." Olivia informed. "I guess it would be classed as 'New Agey' or alternative, certainly not mainstream."

"Oh yeh?" Kevin replied with more than a hint of cynicism. "What's so good about it?"

"Now, now, don't pre-judge." Olivia gently admonished as she planted a kiss on her lover's cheek. "It's a form of massage and love making originally founded in India thousands of years ago. Apparently men can achieve multiple orgasms without having an erection. It's all about pleasing your lover with new techniques of touch and breathing. It's supposed to be very sensual and great fun. I read about the male G-spot, the prostate, where I touched you in the pool."

"Multiple orgasms without an erection?" Kevin's scepticism had weakened and he was genuinely interested. "Now that sounds good."

"There's a place in town that advertises seminars for couples, I'd love to do that sometime." Olivia paused and emitted a long sigh of resignation. "But I guess that's really impossible."

"Who knows what the future holds honey?" Kevin grinned. "A few days ago I was just driving you to the airport, and look what's happened since."

Olivia's unhappy look quickly broke out in a wide smile. "God, my emotions are on a roller coaster these days. You're right sweetie, let's make the most of our time together and see what the future brings." She drank the last of the port and kissed her lover. "I know it's early but can we go to bed? I want to make love with you in the moonlight."

Kevin's reply was to sweep Olivia into his arms and carry her to the guest bedroom. The happy couple left the lights off and slowly undressed each other in the soft moonlight that shone through the large windows. The moon reflected off the calm waters of the bay as Kevin lay his lover down on the large bed. 

'I could easily fall in love with you.' The driver thought as he looked down at beautiful Olivia.

'Why couldn't I have met you years ago?' Olivia wondered to herself as she gazed up at her new lover.

The sexy socialite reached out, grasped Kevin's cock and pulled him down onto the bed. They kissed deeply and Kevin moaned as Olivia stroked his erection to full hardness. Her strongly built lover spread her shapely legs wide apart and knelt almost reverently between her thighs. Olivia lifted her legs upward, holding them with her knees almost touching her shoulders as she offered herself wantonly to her aroused lover. Kevin rubbed his knob up and down her slit before slowly pushing his cock into Olivia's tight pussy. He stopped and moaned as wonderful erotic sensations flooded his genitals before he commenced to move his penis in and out. Throughout Olivia's marriage Richard's loving was characteristic of the man, all he cared about was himself. Olivia fought back tears as her head pushed back onto the pillow with her eyes closed as she reveled in being her lover's centre of attention. Kevin gently but firmly fucked his sexy lover, holding on as long as possible until Olivia's trembling figure suddenly tensed and she screamed as a powerful orgasm shuddered through her body. Soon after Olivia crashed back onto the bed Kevin climaxed as his sperm shot into the depths of her vagina. He rolled sideways onto the bed allowing Olivia's legs to thump back onto the bed. The lover's kissed and held each other tight as their perspiring bodies glowed in the moonlight. No further words were spoken that night as Olivia and Kevin drifted contentedly off to sleep.

The time at Sorrento passed quickly for Kevin and Olivia. The next morning they took the speedboat out and watched the bottle-nosed dolphins leaping and playing in the dark blue waters. Kevin had never seen anything like the dolphins and he loved the way they jumped clear of the surface with such ease. The happy couple sat with their arms wrapped around each other, exchanging kisses as the dolphins splashed around the boat. After moving slowly away from the dolphins they stopped and ate lunch from a picnic hamper while trying to catch some fish for their dinner that night. But the fish weren't biting so they returned empty handed and walked instead to the local pizza shop for an early dinner.

As they sat at a picnic table close to the beach eating the pizza Olivia asked, "So tell me darling, where would like to go?"

"Go?" Kevin queried, "Apart from bed with you? What do you mean?"

Olivia giggled, "No, I meant if you could travel anywhere, where you would like to go, I've traveled to many places, what about you?"

"I've never even been out of the state. Hmmmm decisions, decisions." Kevin thought for a short time. "I've long wanted to see Canada, I have some friends over there."




Limo Driver



"That's one place I haven't been but it sounds lovely, and they speak English. Tell me where in Canada."

"I'd love to do the train trip over the Rockies and then hire a car and drive over the prairies to Winnipeg and then continue to Ontario where most of my friends are. We would have to see Niagara, the falls are a must."

"It sounds wonderful Kevie."

"I'd like to see Quebec and the tides at the Bay of Fundy in New Brunswick, apparently the whale watching is great there too." Kevin shivered, "Oh, and it would have to be in the two weeks of their summer, no snow for me."

Olivia giggled and then sighed, "It sounds wonderful, I've never seen whales. Canada it will be then, and we could pop down into New York afterwards. I've been there but never been able to play tourist."

Kevin was quiet in thought as he chewed on a crust of the pizza. "It all sounds like a fantasy." He finally said with a sigh.

"Some fantasies do come true." Olivia whispered as she wrapped her arms around her lover. "The fate that brought us together must have more good times ahead for us. Come on, brighten up, positive thinking, remember?" 

Kevin nodded and smiled before the couple kissed passionately. "Yes, come on, let's walk home before the tide gets too high. I'm feeling horny again."

"Oh! Yes you are!" Olivia giggled as she squeezed Kevin's semi-erection through his pants. "Let's go sexy man."

Olivia could not remember a happier time at the beach house, as she and Kevin enjoyed their time together at Sorrento. The hours seemed to fly by and the few days passed very quickly as their time together drew to a close. The drive back to the city passed almost in silence as both Kevin and Olivia wrestled with their private thoughts.

Kevin stopped his car in the Maguire's driveway, switched off the ignition and turned to face Olivia.

"I love you." He said emotionally as he voiced his true feelings for the first time.

"Oh god!" Olivia sobbed as she threw her arms around the chauffeur. "I've wanted to say that all week! What are we going to do?"

"I don't know the answer to that, yet," Kevin said grimly as he comforted Olivia. "But I'm positive that something will happen to allow us to be together. Maybe sooner than later, I sure hope so." Kevin's voice clearly showed the frustration of the situation as if he was having trouble believing his own words.

Olivia sat at arm's length and blinked back tears as she gazed at her lover. "I think you and I were meant to be," She sniffed and nodded, "Yes we must be positive, it will happen."

"You have been brave for many years darling and now you have a goal to aim for rather than drifting unhappily through your life."

"Yes, a goal after all these years." Olivia whispered as she gazed adoringly at her lover. "Let's think about ways we can help make it happen."

"I'd better not spend too much time here, the neighbors may get ideas and say something to Richard." Kevin muttered ruefully. 

"You're right again." Olivia grimaced at the need for Kevin to leave. "I'll call you tomorrow ok? After you know who goes to work."

The discontented couple embraced and kissed before saying farewell to each other. Olivia grabbed her bag and rushed inside before she cried again while Kevin returned to his own place. Both lovers had a restless night as they tried to work out a way for them to be together permanently.

Chapter Three

The next morning Kevin smiled as he picked up his mobile phone and saw Olivia's number on the small screen. "Hi sexy." 

"Help me, please help me!" Olivia sobbed. "Come now please."

"On my way, ten minutes max." Kevin said as he heard the urgency in Olivia's voice.

"Oh God, hurry!" 

With those words the line went dead and Kevin ran frantically to his car. The chauffeur knew the quickest route to the Maguire's home and true to his promise he was soon frenetically ringing the rear doorbell of the huge mansion. Kevin readied himself for a fight with Olivia's husband but when his lover opened the door his face went white with shock. 

Olivia's left eye was almost completely closed by a huge purple lump while the right eye sported a huge black shiner. Bruises were also visible on both sides of Olivia's face and she was moaning with the pain. Kevin stepped quickly into the hall, caught Olivia as her knees buckled and helped her onto a sofa in the living room.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Kevin asked his distressed friend.

Olivia just sobbed and winced as she shook her head from side to side.

"I'll take you to your clinic." Kevin said as he calmly took charge of the situation. "You may have broken cheek bones or your eye socket. Come on, I'll carry you."

The strong driver lifted Olivia into his arms and carried her out to his car. He drove carefully and smoothly while Olivia sobbed and gave him a brief version of the cause of her injuries. 

Her husband had arrived home from his trip in the early hours of the morning and crashed asleep in one of the spare bedrooms. In the morning Olivia was preparing some breakfast for him when he entered the kitchen dressed and ready to go to work. When he saw his wife's short haircut he completely lost his temper and beat her savagely while screaming invective about her disobedience of his orders. He had left her lying on the kitchen floor and went to his work with shouted instructions for her to go out and buy a long wig.

Kevin was furious and determined to get even with the corporate businessman. He helped his lover into the clinic where a shocked nurse took control and assisted Olivia into a private room to immediately see her doctor. While Olivia was being examined Kevin went outside and phoned an old school friend, Ross Smith, a high-profile lawyer well-known in the area of Family Law. Ross listened to the situation and gave Kevin instructions for the rest of the day, if Olivia agreed with the lawyer's ideas.

X-rays fortunately cleared Olivia of any structural damage and the doctor prescribed ice packs plus some medication to help ease the pain. After a visit to a pharmacy Kevin outlined the lawyer's plans to his upset and swollen-faced lover. Olivia listened carefully to Ross Smith's ideas and most of the rest of the day passed quickly as Kevin and Olivia followed the lawyer's instructions.

That evening an angry Richard Maguire arrived home from work and slammed the front door behind him. He stopped in mid-stride as he saw his wife, three men and an uniformed policewoman waiting for him in the luxurious living room of his mansion. He recognized Kevin and Ross Smith the lawyer but the other man was a stranger to the businessman.

"Darling, what happened to you?" He asked as he rushed with mock horror over to his swollen-faced wife sitting on the large couch holding hands with the chauffeur. "Kevin what's going on, did you do this?"

"Cut the crap Mr. Maguire." Kevin said as he jumped to his feet and pushed the millionaire away from his wife. "We all know you bashed your wife."

"Bashed my wife? Is that what she told you? Darling why would you say such a thing?" Maguire asked incredulously.

"The grazes and bruises on your knuckles suggest otherwise." The words came from the stranger in the room. "A forensic examination would soon prove whether or not you hit your wife."

"Who the hell are you?" Maguire blustered and his face turned red with anger as he looked at his grazed knuckles and then glared at the large strongly built man.

"Senior Detective Robertson." The policeman said as he stood to his full height and showed his badge. "And this is Constable Green. I suggest you calm down a little Mr. Maguire."

"Mr. Maguire, my name is Ross Smith, I'm........." The lawyer's words were cut short.

"Yes, yes, I know you." Maguire interrupted, "The famous divorce lawyer, well let me tell you something, sonny Jim, you've come to the wrong place."

"Mr. Maguire I suggest you sit down, be quiet and listen to Mr. Smith." The Senior Detective said firmly, "Unless you want me to arrest you right now?"

"Arrest?" The single word scared Richard Maguire so much he staggered backwards and fell into a large armchair.

"This is the situation Mr. Maguire." Ross Smith said as he spread some graphic photos of Olivia's injured face on a large coffee table. "I suggest you listen carefully to my proposal or copies of these photos will be emailed to both daily papers in time for tomorrow morning's edition."

"You wouldn't dare." Maguire said venomously.

"Oh yes I would, I can see the headlines now." The lawyer said calmly. "Richard Maguire, millionaire businessman, philanthropist, football club chairman and tireless charity worker arrested for alleged wife bashing. All that with these colour photos on the front page."

Maguire glowered furiously at the confident lawyer. "What's your fucking proposition Smith?"

Ross Smith ignored the invective and placed two typed pages on the table. "This paper is an agreement to a fast-tracked divorce for Olivia, I'll draw the court papers up tomorrow. The second paper agrees to the title for the Sorrento house and it's contents in your wife's name, including the boats. Take note of an exclusion zone for yourself and any of your associates of one mile radius of the beach house." The lawyer paused for effect and added. "Plus a bank cheque delivered to my office by noon tomorrow made out to your wife, to the value of three million dollars."

"Three million, you must be joking?" Maguire screamed angrily. "This is blackmail, no way, never."

"Very well, Senior Detective you may arrest Mr. Maguire." Ross said calmly as he sat back on the couch and held up his mobile phone. "I'll phone my office and have the photos and story emailed to the papers."

The policeman drew handcuffs from a pocket and moved towards the furious businessman.

"Wait, wait a minute." The blood drained instantly from Maguire's face as he slumped back into the chair. The white-faced businessman realised he was cornered with no way out. He looked at his bruised wife and almost begged, "The house and one million?" 

Olivia's look of disgust gave Maguire his answer as she spat on the floor and remained silent while squeezing Kevin's hands.

"We are busy people and haven't got all night, what's it to be Mr. Maguire?" Ross queried.

"It's fucking blackmail but I have to sign." Mr. Maguire growled through gritted teeth.

The lawyer passed over the papers with copies for Mr. Maguire with Kevin and Constable Green witnessing the businessman's signature. 

"Excellent, I expect the bank cheque at my chambers by noon tomorrow, the address is on your copies." Ross said as he gathered up the papers. "Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Maguire."

Richard Maguire snorted his disgust while he scowled angrily at the other occupants of the room as they prepared to leave. Kevin placed an arm protectively around Olivia and stopped as they stood beside the distressed businessman's chair.

"Olivia has already packed her personal belongings so she won't be back." The chauffeur said, "We will send your personal stuff from Sorrento by courier. The security codes for the locks have been changed already, so don't get any smart ideas."

"Smart bastard for a taxi driver aren't you?" Maguire snarled. "I'll get you for this."

"I would advise you not to make any threats." Senior Detective Robertson interrupted forcefully. "You still have your job, house and reputation intact, that will change instantly if you are charged with any offence."

Kevin shrugged as he guided Olivia towards the front door. "Let's get you out of here darling, for the last time."

"You're a fucking dick head Richard." Olivia yelled at her soon to be ex-husband as she voiced her feelings for the first time that night before slamming the front door.

Kevin and Olivia thanked the lawyer, detective and policewoman as they stood beside their cars. 

"He got what he deserved and is lucky not to be going to jail." The Detective said, "If he gives you any trouble just give me a call, you have my card. Take care both of you."

"Give me a call tomorrow afternoon and I'll let you know about the money." Ross Smith grinned, "That was fun, I love playing Robin Hood."

They all shook hands and soon Olivia was being driven away from the mansion for the last time. As Kevin and Olivia headed for their new home at Sorrento there was silence in the car as each contemplated their life changes in that amazing day.

"A penny for your thoughts." Olivia whispered after ten minutes had passed.

"Oh, sorry for my silence honey, I was just thinking how much my life has suddenly changed."

"Tell me sweetie."

"Well just a few days ago I was stuck in that boring chauffeuring job with no positive prospects ahead of me." Kevin paused and took a deep breath. "Now I am in love with a wonderful lady who has just escaped from a terrible marriage and come into a heap of money." Kevin suddenly steered over to the side of the road, stopped the car and turned off the engine. He grasped Olivia's hands in his and looked straight into her eyes. "That didn't sound right, the money means nothing to me honey. I meant what I said when we came back from Sorrento, I love you and want to be together, rich or poor."

"Are you proposing?" Olivia giggled and winced through the pain in her jaw. "I'm not even divorced."

"No, I'm not proposing, yet." Kevin laughed. "I just want you to be sure as you can about my motives."

"I'm sure baby." Olivia leant over and kissed Kevin gently. "I know I'd be happy with you, money or no money. So let's get down to our house and relax." Olivia closed her eyes and relaxed back in her seat as Kevin gunned the car for Sorrento and the start of their new life. 



Limo Driver



In a little while, we came to my girlfriend’s house. Todd helped me take my luggage up to the porch, then returned to the car and waited to make sure she was home before driving away. 

Marilyn answered the door with a squeal and embraced me and kissed me, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. I began to get turned again as her hand reached under my skirt to find my lack of panties.

“Ooohh” she said, “You know what I like, don’t you. Leaving your panties off just for me to discover.”

I kissed her in return and murmured my agreement, knowing that my panties were still on the seat where I’d left them for Todd, as something to remember me by.

I turned and waved goodbye to Todd before he drove off. He waved back and the car moved away. I trust he will put the panties to good use.



Limo Fun



(This goes a little further than we actually did, but it was really fun.) 

*

We're out to dinner with a client from Europe. German. Karl's English isn't very good, but he seems nice. Forties, tall, thin, blond, very handsome, very Aryan youth. He's a little arrogant, too, no surprise. And he's, well, overly friendly. Very touchy feely. She's not used to this, but I ask her, Don't make waves, sweetie. There is a big deal in the offing here. Spare no expense. 

We're all in the limo after dinner. We have a long way to go. His plane back is late tonight, and the airport is a solid hour away in traffic. We're all sitting close, three across the back seat. We all had a lot of very good wine with dinner and are feeling warm and chummy. And the privacy screen is up. At one point, I put my arm around her and kiss her. 

When we break and she sits back, he leans over and kisses her, too. This is a little surprising but not offensive. She looks at me, "What do I do?" 

I return her look with an affirmation, "This is not a problem, is it? No big deal." He leans in again, this time for a longer kiss, and he puts one arm behind her and the other hand across to her shoulder to hold her. Now she has a slightly worried look. I shrug, Go ahead. She leans back against me, turning a little toward him. He pushes forward to kiss her again, harder and deeper this time. Their mouths are open and their tongues are playing with each other. Serious kissing, not just a friendly peck, but the sort of kiss that speaks of serious interest. 

His hand slides down her arm from her shoulder, and then inward, and his palm is over her breast. Whoa. He is feeling her breast now, clearly a sexual touch, cupping its roundness in his hand. And he kneads it and pinches it with his fingers. I watch him cup her breast and I'm jealous. That's my breast. I should be feeling that, as I have so often. She moves his hand down to her waist and they break the kiss. She turns back to me with big eyes. She has an alarmed look, she kisses me, puts her cheek to mine and whispers, "He's putting his hands on me, he's feeling me up. Did you see his hand on my boob? This is too much. . . ." 

"It's okay with me if it's okay with you, sweetie. We'll be at the airport in a few minutes and he'll be gone. Let's not end the evening on a sour note." 

She nods and turns back to him and they kiss again, longer and deeper. He gets much more aggressive now. I guess he understands that he has limited access and limited time. He runs his hands over her breasts again, cupping and squeezing, and finding the nipples to pinch. I watch him slide his hand all over the top of her dress, over her breasts, cupping them, kneading them, trying to find the nipples through the fabric. This isn't an innocent touch. It's clearly a lover's touch. He's starting to have sex with my wife. I'm jealous, but I'm turned on at the same time. 

He slides his hand down from her breast to her hip and onto her leg. Over the skirt and on the outside of her thigh, but still much more intimate. She turns to kiss me again, gives me another look. "This is getting serious. He's all over me. He wants to have me. It will get out of hand." 

I whisper back, "It's still okay with me if it's okay with you. You want to stop? Push away." 

While she is kissing me again, he is running his hand over her thigh. "For God's sake, Tommie, he's really feeling me up, he's feeling up your wife, he's going between my legs." 

"Yes," is all I answer. She lets him continue. I figure she's okay with it, a little turned on from the wine and the closeness of three bodies and the attention of this stud of a man. And I'm there for reassurance. She knows it won't go too far. 

He's at the top of her thigh, pushing skirt up so that the hem shows a lot of leg now. "He's lifting my skirt, trying to get under it. He wants to feel me all the way up to the top, it's going too far." 

"No, it's okay, it's just a little touching. Whatever you do, it won't bother me. You know I like it when men look at you and touch you. Open up for him, let him feel, it's just a feel."

"What?"

"Let him feel under your skirt. Let him feel your beautiful legs. If he wants to get between your legs, let him." Jesus, did I say that? 

"You want me to let Karl get between my legs?" She digs her nails into my leg, I think as a sign that she is not happy with that answer, but she doesn't stop his progress over her body. He presses his hand into her crotch over the knit skirt, outlining the shape of her belly and the top of her thighs. He pushes the stretchy fabric into the feminine triangle of her legs, a little between her legs. She slouches down in the seat and her skirt rises as her bottom slides out of it. Wonderfully, her legs relax a little and he can push in, reach farther between them. He pushes down, rubs between her thighs. Mmmph, she moans and pushes her hips up to rub her crotch against his hand. 

"Oh, oh oh," she squirms, pushes up, opens a little more. His fingers are now pushing hard into her mound, pushing against her lips even through all her clothes. "Oh, god, Tom, he's on my pussy. His hand is on my mound, under my sex, I can feel his fingers pushing on my lips." I wish that I were feeling between her legs instead, but I'm so turned on watching him do it. And watching her let him. 

"Go ahead, go ahead." Did I whisper it or just think it?

She leans back against him to give him a better angle, looking toward me. I am looking right up the vee of her legs. She moves her knees further apart, now a foot or more, the vee widens, and the skirt slouches between them. He moves his hand up and down, in and out. It catches her skirt, which slides up easily over the slippery pantyhose. She gives me a look, languid, she's so turned on now, hating it and enjoying it at the same time. His hand moves down her thigh to the hem of her skirt, onto the smoothness of her firm, shiny pantyhose thigh. She looks down at his hand stroking up her thigh and then back up at me. She's not scared anymore. She looks me right in the eyes, like I want this, I'm going to do this. He looks right at me, too, as his hand goes up her leg. I look down at his hand, her leg, that beautiful, open crotch that I love so much, the red panties shaped over her mound. 

She relaxes, enjoys it. It's clear now that she is not going to resist his advances, whatever he does. She begins whispering a running commentary to me of how he is feeling her body and how that is making her feel, what he's touching and what she wants him to touch. 

"He's going under my skirt, he's going to feel me, feel my pussy. Yes, he's going to put his hands on your wife's sex, on my privates." 

"Yes, yes, go ahead, go with it. Open up and enjoy the feeling." 

Her legs part more, his hand cups her crotch, pushes into her mound, pushing hard into her to part her lips. She whimpers. Her hips pump up into his hand. "Oh god that feels good. My pussy is so hot." 

She pushes up again and again. Stares right at me, defiant and ecstatic at the same time, leans back more, moaning, widens, pushes up to meet his insistent grabbing. She has one arm around him and her other hand on my leg. I can tell whenever she feels something. She telegraphs her pleasure by squeezing and raking me with her sharp nails. 

"Oh he's going to go further, he's going into my pants, he's going to reach into your wife's panties, he wants to get *in* me, yes yes." I reach over to cup her breast and kiss her to affirm that I understand. And approve. I see that his hand is up to her waist, to the waistband of her hose, and slides down under the hose. His fingers reach the top of her bikini panties and slide under there, too. And I can see his fingers moving in her crotch, down over the mound, curling down to her lips, pushing between her labia and into that hot, wet cleft. 

"Oh, god, he's in my pants, god, he's got his hands on me, on my clit. He's between my lips. Sliding up and down. He's going to put his fingers inside me." I squeeze her breast hard. She puts her hand over his. "Come into me, Karl, yesss," she hisses to him. She lift her hips and with her hand over his pushes his hand hard into her crotch. "Oh, god, honey, he's going to finger your wife with you right here, how dirty is that. He's going to finger fuck me, use my cunt as his toy with my husband right here. Do you care? My husband watching and not doing anything about it. Fucking, fucking. This stranger fucking me." 

She uses that word only when she is very turned on. Only when her pussy is hot and wet and wants filling, then it becomes a cunt to her. 

I am doing something about it. "I'm watching you and loving you and feeling you. I'm encouraging you. I'm feeling your heat. I'm feeling your lust." 

She cries and whimpers and moans and shooting jerking her hips up to get his fingers inside. She takes a sharp breath. "He's inside me! He's in my hole! He slid into my hole. Oh, god, he's finger fucking me, he's fingering your wife. He's inside your wife. Yessss, slide into me, push your big fingers into my pussy. Come into me, Karl, slide into me!" Then to me, "He's in me, he's in your wife's cunt! My cunt is so hot and wet, and you want him to, and you want me to let him into me. Karl's in my cunt, can you see that?" 

I squeeze her breasts again and kiss her deeply. "Yes. Yes, I want you to let him." 

"Oh, another finger, push in, yes, yes. Come into my pussy, fuck me fuck me, pinch my clit with your thumb. Come into my cunt, Karl, I want you to, now I want you to fuck me in front of my husband." He may not understand her words, but he can feel her heat and her lust. He's inside her wetness. 

"Look at that. Look, do you see his hand moving in my panties, in my sex, into my sex. He's drilling into my hole. You wanted me to let him touch me and now he's touching me all over and he's touching me inside and he's pushing inside of me. He's inside me. You understand? Inside! He's inside my cunt." She almost spits the words at me. 

I don't care. I've never seen her so hot. I love that. I love seeing her turned on and wanting sex. She's hot now, and totally involved in this, and taunting me with him. "He's got my cunt, he's got your wife's cunt all to himself. And she's loving it! I love it! Drill me! Oh oh oh oh oh," bucking up in time with his hand pushing into her, she cries out, she comes. 

I lean in to kiss her when she comes, some of her screaming is into my mouth. But she's coming with him, with someone else, with another man, right in front of me, and I am tasting her panting and coming in my mouth. I inhale her heat. I am as turned on as she is. 

She bites my ear, and puts her hand in my crotch over my hardness. "You liked it, didn't you? You liked watching." Defiant. "Your wife just came with another man. With another man's fingers inside her. With another man's body inside her body. Inside my body. Inside the deepest part of my body, my most intimate spot. Inside my cunt." Softer. "You wanted me to let him touch me and I did. I opened my legs for him." Now purring, teasing. "He's still there inside my pussy and he's still fucking his fingers into me. Fucking me with his fingers." She lifts her hips way up, her butt completely off the seat. Pushing onto his fingers more. 

"I want to fuck more. More than just fingers. Mmmm. Help me get these pantyhose off." 

What was I thinking? Do I want my wife to fuck this man right here in the car? She is hot now and still pumping her pussy onto this guy's hand. I started it. She wants it. A little reluctantly, I reach down to her waist to get under the top of the hose. He sees the movement and understands. Pulls his hand out of her panties and grabs the other side. Together we stretch and pull the pantyhose down. Her panties come down with them. She lifts off the seat and kicks off her shoes to make it easier.  

But we are coming close to the airport now. The traffic is more crowded, we're slowing down. Even with the window tint, you'd be visible. "This is too public." I whisper to her that we don't have time for this, it's not the place, too dangerous. 

She hesitates. Closes her legs. Takes hold of his hand to stop him. Then she relaxes, lets go and moves her hand to his leg, and to the lump in his crotch. He must be hard as a rock under there. 

She unzips him. His cock jumps out into her hand. He wants to get between her legs. But she pushes back on his chest and starts to pump him with her hand. She moves her butt back toward me and leans forward. Takes his cock in her mouth, moves down and up to fuck it. He is thrilled. Leans back, stretches, closes his eyes, rubs her back and neck. 

Her skirt is still up around her waist. I take the opportunity to feel her pussy, which is now near me and uncovered. Before I can play with her very long, she pulls back from him. He's about to come, and she doesn't want to take it in her mouth. Thank god for the Kleenex box in this limo. She cleans him up and puts him back in his pants. 

The last few minutes of the trip are almost embarrassingly silent. She sits back down facing him with her skirt up and her bare ass on the seat. He keeps one hand between her legs for the rest of the drive. I can see his arm moving rhythmically. He's drilling her again, and she bumps her hips up and down on his hand. Mmmm mmmm is all she says, to me or to him. 

She doesn't bother to put her panties or stockings back on, just shoves them into her purse. He kisses her goodbye when we drop him at the airport, with just a feel of her breast again, and that is it. By the time the driver opens the door for him, everything looks back to normal. 

I got the deal, by the way, and it was very rewarding for us. I saw him only once again, in Europe, but she didn't make the trip with me. And he didn't offer me his wife, either, which I thought was a little inhospitable of him, considering.



Limo Gal



I am a 28 year old vagabond. I guess that is the right word as I can't seem to settle into anything, a job or a relationship. I've had several relationships over the last ten years, with males and females. Can't even decide which one I prefer. As for jobs, a year at any was a long time until I started driving a limo about two years ago. I started with a stretch, mostly working parties on weekends. A lot of fun at first , great tips, but it was hell on my social life and after a while I got tired of being propositioned by drunks. About six months into the job I was moved to a town car and started doing airport runs exclusively.

This was a lot better because I was dealing with business people and off most weekends. I still got propositioned occasionally and was very tempted a couple of times, but they were married men and that is not my scene. I was even propositioned twice by married women. (I'm only 5'3", very trim, small breasts and short, reddish blonde hair. I think the tailored slacks and white shirt I wear when I work makes me look butch.) What I was looking for was a one-on-one long-term relationship and think I have finally found it.

About four months ago I started picking up a lady named Gail and did so frequently as she traveled almost every week. She has a high paying job with a major corporation and lives in a gorgeous house with a pool in a gated community. I found out later that she would request me every time she called in for an appointment. That's not unusual, but it is usually men who request my services.

Gail is 40, divorced and was living alone. She is about my height but a little more voluptuous. Some would say that her rear is too wide, but I think it is sexy. She has blonde hair and I think she is very attractive. She always wore loose fitting blouses so it was hard to judge what size her tits were, but I got the idea that they were a lot more than a mouth full. My nipples would get hard just thinking about them. For a whole month we would just talk about general things and never discussed sex or relationships, although she did give me the impression that she was lonely. A few times we would have casual physical contact which I always thought it was accidental, but maybe not. I did fantasize about her sometimes, especially about her boobs, but I wouldn't even think of making a pass at a client..

When I met her at the airport late one Friday night I got the impression that she had been drinking. She didn't act drunk, but was a more relaxed than usual and her voice was a little husky. She had asked me on the way home if I was through for the night and was I working the next day. The questions were very casual and just part of normal conversation but caused me to think of all kinds of possibilities.

As she got out of the car at her house, she said: "Would you mind coming into the house for a minute Jennifer? I have to get some cash to pay you."

"No, I don't mind."

As I followed her to the door, I was watching her gently swaying ass and got a tingling sensation in my fingers. I was anticipating something that may not happen, but did have hope.

The inside of her house was gorgeous...the living room had a cathedral ceiling and deep pile carpet.

"I'll be back in a sec dear."

She went into another room and was gone several minutes. When she returned I noticed that her blouse was outside her skirt and the top two buttons were undone. "Maybe this is going to be a good night." I thought.

"Here's your money" as she handed me a fifty, "and here's your tip" as she put both arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips. I could feel her full breasts against mine and knew immediately that she had removed her bra while she was in the other room. I could feel a warmth flowing through me all the way to my crotch. My arms went around her and I had just started to kiss her back when she broke away. "Is that a good enough tip?"

I hesitated for a second, then replied "No" as I pulled her back to me and started kissing her . Our tongues immediately came in contact and she sucked mine right into her mouth. I could feel her hands on my ass as she pulled me closer. I could feel her mound through her skirt and began slowly rotating my pelvis against hers. I was getting so hot that my panties were soaked already. I brought my hands around and started rubbing her breasts and trying to get her blouse off at the same time. As I was pulling off her blouse she was tearing my shirt off, popping off two buttons in the process. I put my arms around her again and pulled her naked breasts tightly against mine. We were still ravishing each others mouths when Gail threw a leg on the other side one of mine and starting humping it. I felt Gail start to shake all over, she was beginning to have an orgasm and so was I. I pulled her tighter and pressed my leg harder against her crotch. I could feel her thighs quiver against mine as she was cumming and started cumming myself. She pulled her head back and let out a big moan. As the last convulsion was subsiding I pushed her to the floor, pushed her skirt up, pulled her legs apart and gazed upon her beautiful, glistening, pink pussy. I kissed her cunt lips several times, then started working on her clit with my lips and tongue.

Gail put her fingers in my hair and started fucking my face. I was afraid I was going to smother but couldn't take my mouth off her sweet cunt. I put my arms under her legs and pulled her ass off the floor. I had her ass so far in the air that only her shoulders and head were on the floor. When she started yelling "EAT ME..SUCK ME..MAKE ME CUM", I looked down and saw she was running her tongue all over her lips, squeezing her breasts together and pinching her nipples. I was licking her from asshole to clit, putting my tongue in her vagina, sucking her clit with my lips, over and over, wanting it all at the same time. When she began climaxing, I concentrated on sucking her clit all through a shuddering orgasm.

As her quivering was subsiding, she let out a big moan and weakly said: "Jen, baby, that was soooo good. I needed that. I love you.". I licked her pussy for a couple of more minutes, gently lowered her ass to the floor and crawled up next to her. Gail was lying with her arms spread wide, completely spent. I pulled her into my arms and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. I know she could taste her cum , because she licked it from my lips and face.

"Jennifer, I've been wanting you since the first time I saw you"

"I have been wanting you too" I replied.

We lay there for awhile, slowly kissing and exploring each other while we regained our strength. This was the first time I got a good look at her tits; they are huge with large pink nipples, and beautiful. I was just starting to nibble on them when Gail suggested that we finished undressing and go to the bedroom. I had completely forgotten that I still had my slacks and panties on and she was wearing a skirt. Well, not really wearing it, as it was bunched up around her waist.

We got on the bed and continued kissing and fondling. (I couldn't get enough of her gorgeous breasts.) Soon Gail was kissing my tits and rubbing my pussy with her hand, making me wetter and wetter. Then she slipped a finger into my vagina and I started to hump it as she slowly moved it in and out, but then she suddenly stopped. "Don't stop. Please don't stop"

She said: "Lie back baby, I'm going to make you feel soo good." as she got on top of me and started kissing me. My hands were all over her breasts as she started ravishing my body with her hands and mouth. Her lips, tongue and hands were everywhere, making making me hotter and hotter. Occasionally she would run a finger along my slit, just barely touching my clit. I kept begging "Please..please..finger my cunt", but she would take it away. I was going nuts and started humping air. She would take all of a breast in her wet mouth and suck back on it till she got back to the nipple, then she would pull on it the with her lips. I could feel the juices flowing from my pussy as I continued to hump air like a male dog in heat. She kept working on my breasts and the rest of my body with her magic mouth and hands, still teasing my pussy occasionally. The more I begged, the more she teased, creating agony and pleasure at the same time.

Finally, she pulled me by the legs to the edge of the bed. With my ass half off the bed, she got on the floor on her knees, pushed my legs apart with her arms, pressed my ass to the bed with her hands and started lapping my pussy. I wanted to push my pussy closer to her face but couldn't move my ass. I tried to push with my feet but they just barely touched the floor. All I could do was thrash my upper body around while my hands were everywhere, trying to reach her head, grabbing my tits, rubbing my belly. I couldn't keep them in one place. I was going nuts and screaming "Eat me, you bitch, eat me". Then at last I felt this rolling orgasm start in my belly and go right through my pelvis to my thighs.

While I was shaking all over and cumming, Gail kept sucking on my clit and didn't let go. It was without a doubt the best orgasm I had ever had. When I would quit shaking from an orgasm, Gail would start tonguing my clit again , slowly at first, then faster and faster, and before long, I was cumming again. She lead me to an orgasm four times, with each getting a little weaker than the last. Finally, after the fourth one, she planted a big wet, passionate kiss on my pussy, pulled me back up the bed, took me in her arms and kissed me deeply. My cum was all over her face, but I didn't have the energy to lick it. She pulled me tight to her breasts, got one of my legs against her crotch and asked: "Is that enough of a tip?".

All I could do was a weak moan: "oh yes".



Limo Love



I was sitting in the sun at an outside table in my favourite Soho café the other day. I was using my laptop computer, writing a new submission to Literotica, when a couple of young guys sat down at the table next to me.

After a while one of them interrupted my train of thought, asking me what kind of processor my laptop had.

"I'm sorry, I don't know," I said, shutting the lid. "My wife bought this for me. I'm a bit of an ignoramus when it comes to technology."

After a while we got talking. The conversation ranged from computers, to marriage and fidelity, to the weather, and of course football.

When they learned that I was writing an erotic story they exchanged glances.

"Hey, we've got a story for you. It's a true one. It happened last week. Wanna hear it?"

"Sure," I said, unenthusiastically, expecting some pretty mundane bullshit. I mean what do a couple of kids know about stories, or sex for that matter?

Well, I was wrong! After a few minutes I completely lost track of time while they told me the story of …

LIMO LOVE

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It was Carl's stag night.

Carl didn't have any idea about the Limo we'd ordered for him, right up to the moment it pulled up outside the club.

Up till then he kind of enjoyed himself, on what was his last weekend of bachelorhood. We all got a bit drunk, toasted his health. But me and the others could see he was just a bit disappointed. That was part of our plan. We kept saying things like "Well, mate, I think we should call it a night and go home, some of us have got work tomorrow". So he's a bit deflated with the evening.

Then this HUGE white stretch limo pulls up right next to us. Before he knows what's going on we all say to him, "Night night Carl," and pretty much throw him into the back of it! 

Then it speeds off with a screech, leaving us standing on the sidewalk. 

So we only know the rest of this story from what Carl told us. But if you knew Carl, you'd know he's not a bullshitter. He never exaggerates. Really. Anyway, this is what he told us:

Carl gets up off the floor of the limo and finds these three GORGEOUS ladies all sitting in a row on the back seat. I mean SUPERMODELS.

On the left is TINA. She's blond and tall, with long, long legs ending with a pair of six-inch stilettos. Besides the shoes, all she's wearing is the tiniest red thong. That's it. Just a fucking thong! Her tits are to die for – big, perfect, with the juiciest little red nipples. Her hair's tied in a ponytail.

In the middle is LENA. She's black, with long straightened hair. She's also tall. She's wearing even less – just a pair of thigh-length black boots so tight they look painted on. Her legs are crossed, hiding her poonanny. But Carl can see she's shaved down there. She has big, dark brown lips. Her eyes are covered with wraparound shades. Her tits are also perfect – big round, with huge, flat nipples – four or five inches in diameter.

On the right is GINA, a redhead. She's wearing black fishnets, no panties underneath. And no shoes. She has a black lace brassiere that emphasises her beautiful cleavage – not that it needs any emphasis. Her freckled face has a naughty-girl look.

Carl's jaw hangs open. Tina turns to Lena and says, "this one's not too shabby, Lene, I'll give him a 9".

Lena looks Carl up and down and replies in a husky voice, "Yes, he's quite promising, but I'm afraid he might not think that much of us girls yet. Maybe we ought to help him make up his mind."

Gina pouts and asks Carl, "Is that right Carl, aren't you happy with us?" she pushes her tits together and gyrates on the leather seat.

Lena slides off the seat to her knees on the floor of the limo and gently guides Carl, still speechless, into her seat between the two girls. She sits on the floor at his knees.

Tina undoes her hair. Her perfume wafts over him. She grabs his hand and places it on her tit.

Gina, to his left, does the same. Lena opens Carl's legs and feels his crotch through his pants, rubbing slowly. Carl's already hard. "Well, I'd hazard a guess and say he seems quite satisfied with us, girls."

Tina and Gina lean towards him. They help him off with his sweatshirt.

Lena, inscrutable behind her sunglasses, kneads away at his crotch while they kiss and nibble at his shoulders and neck, and slowly down his front, to his belly. Their hair tickles his chest. Carl starts to writhe.

Lena, who acts a little like she's the other girls' boss, says, "Ok girls, he's getting a bit excited. I think we might need to slow him down a little."

They back off, and leave him alone on the seat while they move down towards the limo's built-in bar.

This gives Carl a chance to check out their rear ends. 

Three perfect asses. 

Three filthy, magnificent, sluts. He whispers to himself, "Thank you, I love you guys," referring to us, 'cos he realises it was us who set it all up for him.

He can't choose his favourite. 

Maybe Lena. That beautiful black bottom, so smooth and shiny! But Gina makes him really horny. She's like a kid sister. What a tease…but then again Tina, she's got EVERYTHING…

As if reading his thoughts, Tina asks him which of them he likes best so far. Carl says, honestly he can't decide. 

"Oh, don't decide yet," she laughs. "Now. Lena has something for you. Come on, off with those pants!"

Carl strips. He's proud of his nice, firm, big hard-on. He's well endowed. The girls break into applause. Lena takes off her shades to get a better look. "My, my, my, we ARE going to have some fun tonight!"

She hands him a drink and couple of Viagra pills to take with it. She explains that this is for later on, "because you're going to be using that beauty just a BIT more than usual tonight." 

With her cool long-fingered hands she rubs some white powder onto his helmet, almost making him come then and there. When she's done this, she holds her finger and thumb under her nose and sniffs up some of the white powder. "A little coke on the cock, Carl. That's a trick to slow you down a bit. All for OUR pleasure as much as yours, you understand."

Finally Tina, brushing away her long hair, sticks a condom on him. She rolls it slowly and expertly down his shaft. Once it's on she gives him a full, slow, 10-second kiss, holding his cheeks gently. "Aren't you a sweetie-pie," she whispers.

So there's Carl, sitting there, drunk as fuck, with a Viagra-maintained stiffie, on the back seat of a stretch limo, cruising around London with the three sexiest women he's ever seen on-screen or off. Then they all start playing Blind Date!

Carl makes up a question: "I'd like to shag a woman up the ass, but I'm scared, and have never done it. If I choose you, Tina, how would you help me conquer my fear?"

For answer, Tina stands in front of him, facing away, bending to show him her round bottom. She sways it teasingly in front of his face. She grabs her tiny thong and pushes it to one side, so he can see her starfish. He leans forward and licks around it. He can see the tiny blond hairs on her buttocks. She rocks gently, pushing his face cheeks against her bum-cheeks.

She keeps this up until Gina shouts, "HEY, come on Teen, my turn!"

So Carls asks Gina the same question.

"Carl," she says, "I think a picture is worth a thousand words, don't you? So why not take a look at THIS pretty picture and make up your mind!"

Gina pushes down her fishnets. One of her bum cheeks is tattooed with an arrow pointing towards her asshole, with some Chinese symbols on it.

"That tattoo says 'This is the Road to Heaven', Carl, and if you choose me, you'll be able to find out that it's not a lie."

Carl looks. He grabs Gina's hips and pulls them towards him. He pushes his tongue into her bum-hole.

She laughs. "Oh, doesn't that taste good?" She sits down next to him on his left.

She strokes his inside leg with her red-nailed fingers.

Next he looks up at Lena. "Now the same question for you, Lena."

"Well, Carl, I think there's only one way I can answer that…" She gets up and without any ado, sits on his lap. She lifts herself a little, grabs his shaft and sits back down, this time squeezing him into her "tradesman's entrance".

Carl, who really HASN'T ever done a girl up the shitter before, catches his breath. She's so TIGHT! Lena rotates her hips slowly. Carl's head lolls back again the headrest. He's suddenly realising that these girls will DO ANYTHING!

After a minute or so, while Carl is in pure ecstasy, Lena stops.

Carl watches his cock slowly emerge from Lena's asshole as she smoothly rises to get off him, sighing. He shudders as his bell-end pops out. She flops down next him on his right, resting her booted leg over his, swinging it.

Carl gets his breath back. The cocaine on his cock has stopped him coming, the Viagra has kicked in, keeping his woody as firm as ever.

"Ok, question number two. You can tell a lot about a girl by watching her wank. If she enjoys doing it to herself, you KNOW she likes sex. Gina: Show me how you get your rocks off when you're by yourself."

Lena, smiling, says, "You know she COULD show you, but seeing as she's NOT actually by herself, don't you think she could get a little 'audience participation?'

So they kind of gang-bang Gina. She lies on the floor, while Lena pins her arms to the floor with her knees. Carl straddles her waist, facing Lena. Tina is given the task of licking her out.

Gina struggles vainly. Carl and Lena look into each other eyes, almost like lovers, both of them prodding and tweaking Gina's nipples until they're sore. As Gina starts to moan and say they're hurting her, Lena stifles her by pushing down on her face with her bottom. 

Tina, busy down in Gina's lower regions, pushes her thumb in and out of her starfish while she flicks her tongue rapidly back and forth over her little clit. 

They hold her like this until her cries of pleasure and pain, muffled by Lena's shiny and sweaty ass, start changing into cries of orgasm.

At her climax, Lena grabs Carl's hard-on and tugs at it rhythmically, leaning forwards and kissing him sensually on his mouth with her big, warm slippery lips. He feels he is coming. But he remains hard, and the condom stays tight.

Tina, Carl and Lena crawl back to the back seat, leaving Gina to recover on the floor. They look down at her.

"She's pretty, isn't she, " says Tina to Carl.

"She's FUCKING BEAUTIFUL," Carl corrects her.

"She wants more, you know", says Lena.

"She wants a good FUCKING," says Tina.

"Isn't that right Gine," calls Lena to the still swooning Gina. "Don't you want a nice big cock inside you now?"

"Must…have…cock…must…have…cock", giggles Gina, still with her eyes closed.

Carl gets down on top of her and starts fucking her like a good'un. 

His cock's big, and her pussy is small and tight. She likes the way he fits. She likes it big, hard and deep. He thrusts inside her, she just lies there. She doesn't move a muscle, and she's driving him crazy! 

Meanwhile the other two are keeping up a running commentary, like they're soccer commentators.

"Nice move there, great foot action, spreading her legs there…"

"I must say I haven't see an ass like his since the 1998 World Cup…"

"Yes Lena, great to see young asses in action…"

"I see he's playing the old 'Missionary' position…"

"Well it still works for me, Teene…"

Carl and Gina come simultaneously with a massive shudder, Gina digging her nails into his back. He sucks her chin as the orgasm abates. Finally they relax.

"And it's a GOAL! And that looks like it's all over for Gina's 2002 hopes…"

Carl rolls over onto the floor. He and Gina lie on their backs.

Tina puts her hand on Lena's leg and says to her, "look, they're all shagged out after all that work. Let's you and me do it a bit, and they can watch.

Gina and Carl climb to the back seat. Carl lies across the seat, his head on Gina's warm lap. 

Lena walks to the bar, pours a quadruple Tequila. Tina sits down on the floor. Lena grabs Tina's face, forcing her mouth open, and pours it down her mouth. Then she makes her lie face down, with her head towards the front of the car. She pushes her legs apart. Carl and Gina have a good view of her pussy.

Out of her boot Lena pulls a small leather whip. She runs it thoughtfully along Tina's back, from the nape of her neck slowly down until it nestles in her bum-crack.

She sits on her, facing back towards Carl and Gina, and looks at them.

"Isn't she a darling? Just look. Carl. It seems a shame to make her SUFFER so much."

At the word SUFFER she pushes the crop up her ass. Tina yelps. Carl is a bit appalled, but his cock gets even harder, if that's possible. He never knew about this side of him! 

So Lena gives Tina the full treatment, poking away with the whip. All the time she carries on talking, telling her how it's for her own good, she's a naughty girl and must be punished.

"Now, Tina, Carl here says I'm not doing it hard enough. He's going to show you how it's really done. Carl?"

Carl slides off the seat and lunges on top of Tina, his cock ramming her ass hard. She lies there, passive. Carl shouts, "You naughty little bitch. Tell me you like it."

"I like it. Ow."

"You want more, don't you? You want it harder don't you?"

"Yes, please, I'm a naughty Tina. Please, master, please master…"

Well, all good things must come to an end, and suddenly there's a knock from the driver's partition and it slides open. The driver calls back, "Five minutes, ladies…"

Lena says, "Well Carl. You heard. Just time for one little blowjob. I'm afraid you'll have to choose just one of us. Unless we're quick." 

Carl looks at the three of them and said "ladies, fight it out among yourselves". He sprawls on the back seat waiting, hands along the rear window-shelf.

The girls whisper.

Tina comes forward. "Carl, you LUCKY thing… you've got the best for last."

She kneels and bends over him, and puts her lips around his dick. Her hands rest on the seat either side of him. She licks him with a tongue that feels raspy as a cat's.

Then she suddenly goes down so low on him that his entire eight inches disappears in her mouth! He feels her lips on his balls. He looks up at Lena. "Oh, my GOD, How the HELL does she DO that??"

Lena laughs and says, "She used to be a circus sword-swallower." 

She uses her teeth. She uses her tongue. She drives him totally fucking INSANE!

The car pulls up outside his home and he gets out. They wave goodbye and blow him kisses as the car rushes off, probably to their next customer.

# # # # # # #

"Well", I said to the guys as they finished the story. "I think that one's worth writing up. Do you mind?"

"Be our guest. Just change the names. Ok?"

"Ok! And thanks!"

As they left, I had a thought, and called after them. "Hey, what happened next week, after Carl got married?"

One of he guys called back, "He didn't. Called it off at the last minute. Can't think why!"



Limo Loving



Peals of laughter and sounds of mirth as the two blondes scrambled into the waiting limousine. 

Silver lame halter tops and matching miniskirts were thrown askew in a quick effort to get naked and let the evening's games begin.

High-heeled, platform "fuck me" shoes hit the floor of the limo with a thud and now the girls were naked, save for tiny silver thongs. Those were quickly disposed of.

"Think the driver knows what we're doing?" Sandy tittered.

"Hope so!" Mandy chuckled as she crushed her lips to her twin sister's. She lived for these nights of kink, gaiety and joy. To be with her twin, her favorite female lover, who got her pussy wetter than any other person, who made her drip with want and need. Her nipples would literally harden when she heard her sibling's voice over the phone. Part of the pleasure was making love to her own mirror image, the identical twins both found that arousing. Their incestuous affair had gone on for some time, deepening in passion and meaning. As Mandy's tongue slipped into the groove of her sister's waiting cunt, she knew that they were doomed to be incestuous, loving  sluts  forever, but no one could ever separate them. Her own body was alive as she began the pleasurable task of getting her sister off and seeing Sandy's face contort in lesbian bliss. The only difference between them, subtle though it was, was Mandy was quiet in her lovemaking, while Sandy was a moaner.

"Oh fuck, that's good lover, don't stop, don't  ever  stop, you lezzie slut queer!" Sandy moaned as her sister's tongue snaked deeper into her pussy and all around her clit. The siblings were quite skilled in their lovemaking, each knew the other's likes, although they were generally the same. No toys for these bitches, the sinuous blondes liked fingers and tongues and massaging hands, oils that would lubricate heated flesh and allow them to slide all over each other and just let the loving go on and on for tender, perverted hours.

Mandy's hands traveled up sleek, tanned flesh, unmarred by tan lines, caressing breasts that were identical to her own, soft, round, supple, they bounced as she played with them. Sandy's eyes closed as she let her mind drift, the humming of the car engine almost hypnotic as her twin made incestuous love to her. She lived for these nights, they both did, when they could get away from the mundane, day-to-day existence and renew their familial commitment to one another.

It was always an adventure, always something fun and daring. Once, they had gone to a friend's wedding and snuck away to the bride and groom's honeymoon suite and sucked and licked each other into oblivion. Another time, Mandy had booked them into a Ski Chalet in Vale. They spent the entire time in the suite, finding new and exciting ways to pleasure each other, including seducing the cute little maid who brought their dinners. Neither girl skied.

The blonde lovelies had repositioned now, Sandy giving as good as she got. She caressed her sister's gorgeous ass as she had done so many times, inserting a finger into a waiting pussy and a dainty rosebud. Groans of joy filled the limo and the sweet smell of sex filled the back. Bodies arched and writhed and the trip continued on.

It was always an event when they got together and they tried to be with each other at least once a month, although it was more often than that, if the truth were told. Neither could be without the other for very long, they got antsy if they were separated for too long, their bond was primal and sexual. Each girl had their own relationship and lover, oddly, they were also with twins. For Sandy, it was beautiful Jennifer who shared her bed, her little sex toy, loving and slavishly devoted, worshipping happily at Sandy's body and catering to her every whim, sexual and otherwise. Jennifer would do anything Sandy wanted, she was the perfect little nymph for the older blonde, she loved to watch the ash-blonde head between her legs and feel the girl's slender body next to her at night. Jennifer's favorite things were to bathe Sandy and run her hands all over Sandy's soapy flesh and tease and tantalize until Sandy came and cried out for her to stop. Jennifer also took joy in cooking and keeping Sandy happy in their shared apartment. It was so funny, when Jennifer had first moved in, Sandy had no intention of seducing the sweet younger girl, but it was simplicity itself to do so and she found she couldn't stop herself from doing it.

Mandy lived with Nathan, Jennifer's twin brother. He was almost beautiful, if a man could be called that, his looks mirrored that of his sister. They were close, although not in the way Sandy and Mandy were. Indeed, the twins were oblivious to the perversities and outright kinks of their paramours and would have been shocked, had they known. They would have been shocked at another secret the blonde twins shared.

On a dare from Sandy, the girls had switched for an entire week. Sandy enjoyed Nathan's fucking, he was a smooth and controlled lover and he knew how to use his cock to bring a woman joy, but he was elegant and graceful in his fucking as well. Sandy was surprised to find out her twin enjoyed being buggered once in a while, but Nathan certainly did have the cock for it, slender and long. She had to admit, having his cock up her butt was a new kind of thrill.

Mandy enjoyed getting away from Nathan for a while and liked the company of pretty little Jennifer. She found that being doted on was quite fun and the nights just didn't seem to end -- the young blonde was sexually insatiable, despite her innocent appearance, Jennifer could lezzie-fuck for hours and constantly wore Mandy out. She also loved dressing for play, in sexy nighties, teddies, stockings and negligees, giving Mandy a sexy little fashion show each night they were together.

Both twins would have loved to see brother and sister fuck, to make them as corrupt as they were, but were far too content with their home lives to take the risk. As Mandy's fingers flew in and out of her sister's pussy and she suckled her clit, she knew her sister likely felt the same way. Their pants and grunts were growing louder.

"You are the best, the fucking  best !" Sandy groaned as they rubbed against each other. Neither had any recriminations about what they were doing. Over the years, it had only brought them closer. Their first time was by accident -- Mandy masturbating and being caught by Sandy, an intimate discussion, followed by the confession that both girls had been seduced by an older, beautiful and experienced woman -- and both were still sleeping that woman. Once the cat was out of the bag, the girls were free to love each other however they wished -- and as for the woman, she had no complaints about the twincest loving she got a few weeks later.

The girls had followed similar career paths, although not initially. Mandy had wanted to be a filmmaker, while her sister had always wanted to help people and entered the nursing profession. A year later, her sister joined her in that field and both worked at the same hospital. A few lucky doctors had been fortunate enough to bed the girls, even more fortunate were the doctors -- or nurses -- who got to bed them both at the same time. Sandy and Mandy were two of the sexiest nurses in the Ward and pushed the limits -- they wore the tightest uniforms regulations allowed, they usually wore tiny thongs or G-strings -- even going  sans  underwear on occasion -- and they refused to wear sensible shoes, preferring high heels or stilettos. Was it any wonder morale wherever the girls worked was always high?

Both girls had done well in their field, achieving commendations for their hard work. Sandy and Mandy took pride in their job and looked after their patients with a lot of TLC. Sandy joked that TLC should stand for "Taking Lots of Cock" because they loved to find hunky male patients and when they were healthy enough, pay them little night-time visits. Getting some extra fucking on the side was a perk of the job and both blondes were slutty enough to take advantage of it, although their live-in lovers didn't lack for sex. It was simply that the blonde twins were out-and-out nymphos and no matter how much they fucked, they wanted more. If TLC with a male was available, there was certainly a lot of cute Nurse tail to be found. When they received their last little pay raise, the girls made it an open secret they'd be hosting a little private party in one of the larger, unoccupied rooms. Neither made it home before 4 AM.

Sandy and Mandy had already lost count of how many orgasms they'd had during their ride or even the time. They weren't going home tonight anyway, they were going to a small apartment they kept for just such nights as this. A mutual friend sublet it during the week, but the beautiful black lounge singer was working tonight and then going home with her girlfriend, a lovely Asian waitress named Grace, whose husband was out of town for the week and didn't know of her lesbian indiscretions.

The apartment was a hedonist's delight, with huge Hot Tub and silk sheets, a view of the city that was spectacular and a huge bedroom. Mandy and Sandy joked for their 30th, they'd host an orgy here and invite all their past lovers. Sandy added they'd need a convention center for that.

The apartment was also beautifully lit, so Mandy had done something she had always wanted to do -- she set up her film equipment, lighting every inch of the room, setting the scene, doing their hair and makeup, then finally choosing beautiful lingerie and heels for them both. Once every little detail was just  so  she filmed herself and Sandy making love for over 2 hours. The film was beautiful, Sandy thought, almost Ninn-like and when they watched it, they got horny again and ended up falling back in bed and really fucking each other hard. The following week, the girls wore matching leather outfits and made another film. Their collection now numbered 10 and whenever they couldn't be together and needed relief, there was always a sexy visual aid. 

The twin's bodies were sweat-soaked, rivulets dropping erotically down their skin as they continued the frenzied lovemaking in the stretch limo. It was Sandy's turn to plan their next encounter, she wondered how to top this one? Perhaps going to a sex club? They hadn't done that one yet. Oh, she knew she'd come up with something to turn Mandy on -- neither had failed the other one yet.

They always made an evening of their dates, even from the early days. A nice meal, some dancing, some shopping, sexy clothes and of course, lingerie and heels. Both Sandy and Mandy loved the presentation, it was all about the build-up. Good sex was visual, tactile and should smell and taste good as well. The girls kept in tip-top shape and there wasn't an ounce of fat on either of their bodies. Their tits were so perfect, a few of the cattier nurses claimed they were enhanced. Uh-uh, all a gift from nature. Their legs were long and sleek and their asses taut and firm. Mandy loved rubbing and caressing her sister's ass and doing her from behind, while Sandy loved being on top of her sister and rubbing their pussies together until they could barely stand it anymore.

"F-fuck!" both girls exclaimed as they hit a bump in the road. It made their bodies slam together, but it was a jolt of pleasure that rippled through them both. The windows were fogged up, but neither girl would have cared if they were seen -- the risk was part of the thrill.

They were moving a little slower now, the kisses back to sweet and soft, tongues mingling. Mandy and Sandy loved to kiss, they were affectionate by nature and both loved oral stimulation. They moved together in perfect rhythm, their breasts now mashed together as they pulled apart for a breather.

"I need a drink!" Sandy gasped, her sister nodded in agreement.

"There's some Dom chilled right there!" Mandy beamed. Nothing was left to chance, both girls were meticulous by nature. Two glasses were poured, clinked together and sipped.

"To sex!" Mandy toasted.

"To incestuous lezzie sex!" Sandy chortled, the bubbles tickling her nose. They poured another glass and drank, then cuddled up together and just idly played with each other's breasts and pussies. They were far from done, but for now, the pair was content just to take a breather and keep the erotic embers burning.

The motion of the car was changing and the twins knew they were close to their destination. Fumbling around a bit, they got dressed again, knowing full well once they were inside the apartment, the clothes would come flying off again.

The car pulled to a stop and the door was open. The driver of the limo smiled at them, her beautiful face beaming, a wry smile on her sexy lips, a twinkle in her green eyes.

"Did you two enjoy the ride?" she asked.

"Sure did, Mom -- would you like to come and join us?" Mandy asked. Mandy felt her twin's hand creep under her skirt and saw Sandy wink at their beautiful, sensual, naughty mother. She winked back.

"Just try and stop me, darlings!" Skarlett said to her daughter, removing her driver's cap and tossing her wavy red hair to one side. She linked her arm in Sandy's. "I just don't get enough  quality  time with my girls" she purred as the twins led her indoors. Her girlfriend Hillary would have to sleep alone tonight -- Skarlett never passed up an opportunity for a  re-union  with the girls she had taught so well.



Limo Lust



We had the company limousine take us to dinner for our 10th anniversary. Carl and I were young when we married, he was 23 and I was only 20. He had just graduated from Stanford and I was still a junior at UC Berkeley. We lived in a studio apartment near downtown Oakland and had no money. Carl had tremendous drive and ambition though. He promised me that we would be millionaires by the time we had our 10th anniversary and I believed in him. He came through with his promise and became the owner of a successful computer software company in the Silicon Valley. We owned three large homes, an 80 acre ranch, a 60 foot yacht, and a private jet. We had it all, except for one thing - children. We couldn't have kids and we had no desire to adopt. It didn't matter because we loved each other and were quite satisfied with the life we shared together. We especially had a rich and fulfilling sex life. One thing was for sure though, we have come a long way from that tiny apartment in Oakland. 

We had a lovely sushi dinner at a fine Japanese restaurant in San Francisco. After dinner, Carl bought one of those large bottles of sake to take with us on the evening ride up the coast that he planned for us. Our young male driver held the rear door open for us as I climbed inside the black Lincoln stretch limousine. I caught him stealing a look under my short blue sequenced dress as it rode up on my thighs when I kicked my left leg up to enter the car. I am sure he got an eyeful of white panties beaming through my suntan colored pantyhose. He blushed as I caught him looking while I slid across the plush leather seats. My husband caught him too and scolded the young man. Carl was fuming, but remained composed. It was cute how he still showed signs of jealousy over me. He dismissed the minor indiscretion and gave the profusely apologetic driver orders regarding our destination. Carl climbed in the rear passenger area of the limo and sat next to me.

"Aimee, I told you that dress was too damn short!" Carl chastised me for wearing such a revealing outfit, "A woman of your status should not be exposing yourself to the help like that."

"But I wore this dress for you dear." I explained, "You've always enjoyed looking at my legs." 

"They ARE beautiful." He lightened up a bit and placed his hand on my knee, rubbing it gently. "But that doesn't mean I like having other men gawk at them and you giving them a free show."

"Oh come now Carl. You are so jealous. You know I could never love another. Besides, I couldn't help it. This dress is a trifle tight and I had to raise it a little so it wouldn't tear as I got into the car."

"Well, I suppose you're right. When it comes to men looking at you, I just fly off the handle sometimes."

Carl calmed down and tried to soften the mood by playing some romantic music on the stereo. He opened the bottle of sake and poured some in two crystal wine glasses. 

"I have champagne too, for later." Carl whispered in my ear. He smiled and seemed to totally release his anger. He was feeling stressed lately as the pressures of being a CEO of a large corporation were effecting him and it was good to see him relax. He toasted our marriage and devotion to each other, then we sipped the strong rice wine. We kissed and embraced each other tightly.

The limo crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and headed north through Marin County, then toward the coast. Carl and I began to neck like teen-agers in a car at a drive-in movie. Carl looked handsome in his dark blue conservative suit and red power tie. His dark hair was slicked back neatly with no hair out of place. His face was youthful as he did not change in appearance in 10 years. He still maintained the same chiseled features he had in his college days. He had high cheek bones and strong chin. He had sharp blue eyes which were always focused. He was medium height, standing about 5'-9" and medium build, weighing about 175 pounds. He was tone, but not very muscular. Sixteen hour days in the office left little time to work out and throw some weight around. Although he was no Greek god, he was very pleasing to my eye. 

As for me, I changed since we married, especially when I hit thirty. Ten years ago I was a slight, long haired brunette, weighing only 110 pounds. I was 5'-5" with measurements 34"-24"-34". Since then, I gained twenty pounds and two inches on my bust, hips and thighs. I was very athletic in school, but the life of a pampered executive's wife made me soft over the years. I managed to play tennis twice a week to keep from turning into a total blimp, but it leaves me longing for the firm body I had in my school days. My raven colored hair was cut just above my shoulders and not down to my waist as I kept it ten years ago. For this date with my husband, I had it pinned up. Carl, although a leg man at heart, took a liking to my increased breast size over the years and I found myself wearing more plunging necklines to please him. My midnight blue sequenced dress was no different showing a good portion of cleavage. The hem of my dress fell several inches above my knees revealing a substantial amount of luscious thighs and shapely calves. Carl adored my legs. He loved me to show them off for him and my closet became full of short skirts and dresses.

We sipped sake and kissed as we coursed along a winding coastal road, which was totally dark with the exception of blue light from a three quarter moon. Carl began to rub the inside of my thigh just above my knee. He knew I loved that. I slightly parted my legs for him, giving him the signal that I wanted him to venture farther. He kissed me passionately as he slid his hand up my thigh and under my dress. My breathing became more rapid as he found my luscious mound covered in white satin and lace bikini panties encased in a thin layer of nylon. He found me to be hot and damp down there as the sake and the romance was making me feel very aroused. I moaned sweetly as he rubbed his fingers over moistened crotch. I began rocking my hips forward as he dug is stiffened fingers into my clitoris and labia over my sexy underwear. I was becoming quite wet and my breathing grew heavier rubbing in deep circular motions all over my vulva, touching me in all my favorite places. Carl kissed me as he rubbed and messaged me.

I decided to reciprocate and reached down to his groin. I felt his bulge swelling up in his pants. I rubbed his balls and growing penis through the material of his pants. I found his zipper and pulled it down . I unbuckled his thin black leather belt and unsnapped the clasp at the waist of his pants. Carl raised his hips and allowed me to pull his pants down to his knees. I saw his thick cock and bulbous testicles wrapped like a present in silk bikini underwear. They were white with blue vertical pin stripes. They accentuated the curves of his balls and his cylindrical shaft nicely. I cupped his balls over the thin, soft, silky material. He felt warm and a moist down there as well. Over his underwear, I tickled the area between his balls and his anus causing him to clench his buttocks and open his thighs. Then I ran my slender fingers up and down his shaft. With my long red fingernails, I playfully traced the lines and curves of his cock and balls over his silky unides. Feeling up my husband caused a twitching, pulsing sensation deep within my pussy.

Carl and I continued to mutually touch each other over our underwear. I made the next move by pulling down my pantyhose to my ankles giving him access to my pretty white panties. He loved playing with my pantied covered pussy. My wetness was thoroughly soaking through the thin shiny satin and covered Carl's fingertips. I reached into his bikini briefs, which were now spotted with his pre-cum, and gently pulled out his stiff cock. I began to stroke my husband's meaty member with my soft dainty fingers. 

"Oh. That feels so good." Carl reacted to my manual stimulation of his throbbing penis.

"I can't believe were doing this in the car." I giggled coyly, "What if the driver comes back here?"

"He won't." Carl said confidently, "I told him to drive up the coast until I told him to stop or we reached the Oregon border."

"But what if..."

"Don't worry." Carl cut me off, "We have a full tank of gas. He won't stop for hours if he knows what's good for him." 

I breathed a sigh of relief and continued to enjoy the ride. I began to stroke Carl more vigorously, while he slid his hand under the crotch of my panties and caressed my sensitive tissues. He sunk his fingers into my vagina and soaked them with my wetness. He pulled his wet fingers out and began smearing my juices on my clit. He ran two fingers up and down my budding flower and drove me wild. The curvaceous road and the swerving movements of the car made my ass and the back of my bare thighs sink down and mash into the soft leather seats. The smell of leather was a turn on for me too and the movement and vibrations of the car on the road served to enhance the sexual experience for me. Carl pressed and rubbed my button until a came with shriek. I clasp my hand over my mouth fearing the driver would hear. 

"Don't worry." Carl reassured, "It is sound proof back here. No one can hear a thing."

I blushed and laid my head upon Carl's chest. I absentmindedly stroked his penis as I basked in the moment. Suddenly, the car swerved hard to the right and screeched to a halt. We heard car door open and felt the weight transfer as the driver exited. This was followed by a heated exchange of words and the sounds of a scuffle. Something had gone wrong, terribly wrong. 

"Quick! Lock the doors!" Carl blurted out and instructed me to lock the door on my side as he moved to the door on his. I fumbled in the dark and managed to find the lock to my door but it was too late. My door flung wide open and I was greeted with a blast of chilled ocean air and a dark figure coming over me. It was a man, a big, powerful man. He climbed over me and grabbed Carl who was trying to lock his door. As I looked over to Carl and the man, a second man was coming through my door. He came in and shoved me toward the center of the rear seat and slammed the door behind him. The two white men in their early twenties quickly overpowered Carl and shoved him across the limo floor to the opposing seats. They brought his arms behind his back and held them there. One man produced a handgun and pointed it against Carl's temple.

"Move and I kill you both!" The gunman threatened menacingly.

"Who are you? What do you want? Carl demanded. I felt my self jerking back into my seat as the limo lurched forward and accelerated down the road at high speed.

"Me and my friends need a ride and we saw this big ole boat coming down the road. Well I figured it would suit our needs just fine." The gunman said as the other man cranked Carl's arm higher upon his back.. "This is a carjacking, Bud. Welcome to my world." Both men laughed heartily.

"Please!" Carl pleaded, "Take the car. Take what you want. Just leave us alone."

"Oh we will take what we want." Said the gunman with a Southern drawl, "You can count on that." The gunman looked over at me. I was shaking and in a state of disbelief as to what was occurring. I never been a victim of a crime before and here I was being carjacked and kidnapped. Thank God Carl was with me, I thought. He has a cool head and he will get us through this ordeal. "Who is this pretty little lady here?" Asked the gunman, "She your girlfriend, Jack?"

"No. She's my wife." Carl's answered.

"Boy she's sweet." Commented the gunman. He moved over and sat next to me. He put his face against mine and sniffed at my neck and hair. "What's your name darlin?" He asked. When I didn't answer he pulled my hair back onto the head rest of the seat and licked my cheek with his big sloppy tongue. He laughed as I squirmed. It felt like a dog licking me.

"Leave her alone dammit!" Carl shouted gallantly. The man behind him hovered over him as he held Carl down on the seat, twisting his arm up harder.

"Shet up you!" The gunman shouted back. "Jasper you tie him up while I get better acquainted with the Mrs. here."

"You better not lay a finger on her, or so help me I'll..." Carl was cut off by a slap to the side of his head by the burly Jasper.

"What you gonna do big man?" Challenged the gunman, "Turn em around Jasper." The gunman shoved his gun under my dress and thrust the barrel against my pantied vulva. The barrel found my clit and swallowed it up as the cold circular edge of the opening poked into my pubic bone. I let out a short scream of terror.

Jasper flung Carl around. His eyes bugged out and his mouth dropped open as he saw a loaded gun not only pointed at my pussy, but shoved hard against it.

"No chance of missing from this range, boss man." Said the gunman, "You do anything stupid and I impregnate your wife's snatch with a piece of molten lead."

"No don't!" I cried. I instinctively closed my thighs together around the gunman's fist clenching his gun. He responded by jamming the gun harder into my clit. I gasped. I was scared to death and on the verge of panic as the horrifying image of my beautiful pussy being penetrated by searing hot bullet flashed in my mind.

"Okay-Okay! Don't shoot!" Carl tried to remain calm, "I will do anything you say. I will give you anything you want. You can have my car. I have some cash and credit cards. Here, I have a nice watch. You can take it. Just please don't hurt my wife."

"Boy that's nice watch there." Said the gunman admiringly, "Jasper take that from him and hand it here." The burly and silent Jasper did what he was told and gave Carl's Rolex watch to the gunman, who placed it in the pocket of his jeans. "Now take his neck tie and tie him up."

Jasper took off Carl's red tie and tied his hands behind his back. Carl's pants were now down around his ankles. He looked uncomfortable and vulnerable.

"Put a rag in his mouth. I am tired of hearing his belly aching." Ordered the gunman.

"Sure thing Chet." The silent Jasper finally spoke in a deep voice. He took a mauve colored cloth used to wrap the chilled champagne and shoved it in Carl's' mouth.

"I ain't gonna hurt your wife Mister." Said Chet, " I am going to make her feel good - real good. If you know what I mean." Chet moved the gun in a circular motion toying with my throbbing clit. Carl could not reply because he was gagged. He tried to struggle, but Jasper was to big and too strong for him. Chet was a large man too. He was as big as Jasper, but not as bulky. Chet pulled the gun out from under my dress and tossed it over to Jasper with the instructions to shoot Carl if he tried any heroics. Jasper minded Chet like a faithful dog minded master. Jasper seemed to be a simple minded sort as Chet was the leader.

Chet shoved his hand between my trembling thighs and patted my pantied crotch. He rubbed me and sensed I was still wet from before. He looked down and saw my pantyhose down around my ankles.

"Well lookie here. I guess I interrupted a little romantic interlude here." He teased. "Caught you both with your pants and panties down." Chet laughed at his own flippant remark. He reached down and yanked my black pumps off and removed my pantyhose. He tossed me onto my stomach and tied my wrists with my own nylon pantyhose. I was surprised how strong they were. Chet hiked up my dress and hung the stretched hem over my hips, then he flipped me over onto my back. He pulled my knees apart and began rubbing all over my panties.

"Boy I love white lacy panties.' Said Chet, "They are so pretty and ladylike."

Chet continued to rub and message my clit and pussy over my panties, which were thoroughly drenched by this time. I pleaded with him to stop and said that he didn't have to do this, but he simply ignored me. I looked the set of seat across from me to see Carl staring at me, helpless. I was shocked to see that he had an immense hard on. Was he still hard from the time we were together? Or, was he getting off at the sight of this slack jawed yokel molesting me in my panties? I was getting a little miffed at Carl. He didn't really fight that hard to protect me either. Jasper sat next to Carl, drinking a whiskey he poured for himself at the bar.

Chet loosened and dropped his tight jeans. He climbed on the seat and positioned himself between my parted legs and pushed my panties aside. 

"No!" I screamed as he was quickly moving to conquer my vagina. For ten years I was faithful to Carl and now I was going to be penetrated by another man's penis, in front of my husband, no less. 

Chet, who was already hard rammed his cock into my wet vagina. I yelped like a poodle in pain as he thrust his huge member into me. He wasn't too big lenghthwise, but he was incredibly thick and it hurt when he entered me. He assaulted my vagina with his fat dick with great intensity. I closed my eyes and tried to block it all out, but it was impossible. I am human, not a machine. I was reacting to what was physically happening to me and not in the way my mind intended. Soon, the pain gave way to pleasure. I started to enjoy it. What the hell was I thinking? I am getting raped in front of my husband and it is turning me on! Moans turned into groans and groans turned into grunts as my pussy was getting worked over by this vile man with a short pudgy dick. I began to hyperventilate and scream uncontrollably has I neared climax.

"AAAHHHAHAHHHHHGG! I-I-I'MMM..C-CUUUMMMMMINNNNGGGGG!!!" I wailed as I came in a violent thrashing torrent. Chet grunted wildly and lurched into me three good times as he climaxed. I felt his cock twitch inside me and spew its warm jizz onto my cervix. He settled down upon my bosom and his face rested against my cheek. I felt him drooling on my flushed cheeks as he coasted to a stop. He was trying to catch his breath. 

After a minute or two, he pulled out of my vagina and stood up. His fingers cradled his cock as his thumb rubbed the top of it. Chet pulled me upright and sat next to me. He ordered me to clean him off and pulled my head into his lap. When I confronted the penis that took my womanly innocence I found that it was uncircumcised. I never saw an uncut one before. The penis head was recessed in the shaft, or rather, the foreskin covered the head of his chubby cock. Chet pushed my head down onto him and forced me to suck his uncircumcised dick. I tasted my own pussy juices on him. His pubic hair was damp, musty, and had my familiar smell on it. I felt him get hard again as I cleaned his cock with my lips, mouth and tongue. Chet's cum oozed out of my vagina onto the leather seat as I sat hunched over his lap taking him in and out of my mouth. Chet got into a groove again and shot another load into my mouth without warning. I gagged on his semen as it squirted down my throat. He laughed at my discomfort and pulled out of my mouth.

"Your turn Jasper." Chet said to the husky man who quickly downed his full glass of whiskey. Jasper slapped his hands and rubbed them together as he approached me. He had long brown hair, a chubby face, and a thin mustache. He dropped his baggy jeans and kicked them off. He stripped out of his white boxer shorts and stood naked from the waist down. Chet took the gun from Jasper and sat down next to Carl to watch. Jasper picked me up off the seat and turned me away from him. He pushed me down by my shoulders and forced me to my knees. He bent me over the seat He pulled my panties down to my knees and got behind me. I felt pressure against my anus.

"No not there!" I cried out. I was greeted with a swift blow to the back of my head.

"Shut up Bitch!" Jasper growled. He pushed my head down into the seat and propped my ass up more. I felt a sharp pain in my anus as he put his cock in it. I tried to relax my sphincter muscles so it would not hurt so much. Carl tried to have anal sex with me before, but I never got quite used to it. This was a strange sensation for me and this man was fucking me dry. Jasper was huge. I could have sworn I felt him pushing my diaphragm up into my chest cavity. I began to relax as Jasper got into a rhythm and stretched me out. After a while it was even feeling good. I began breathing heavily and panted with each internal thrust. It was not long before I felt Jasper cum in my tight asshole. He yanked his penis out of me, stood me up, and turned me toward him. He stripped my panties all the way off. He moved around me and sat down on the car seat. Then he grabbed my hips and sat me down on his lap. My dress was hiked up way over my hips and bunched around my waist. It was not long that I felt Jasper's long slender cock poke into my dripping asshole again. He eased me down onto his pole and slow began rocking and bucking away. I was face to face with Carl who sat across from me with an aching hard on. I am sure he would masturbate to my anal assault if his hands were free. Chet sat next to Carl and stroked his cock, enjoying the show. Jasper pulled my hips down hard on him causing my spongy ass to bounce up after each impact. My ass cheeks split wide over his pubic bone as he rammed me onto him. This felt different for me. I was really enjoying this position and movement. It took me only few minutes to cum. It was the first time I climaxed from anal sex. It was fantastic!




Limo Lust



Jasper was not ready to ejaculate again and he kept fucking my ass with fervor. Chet decided to get into the act. He positioned himself between my legs and pushed his fat cock into my wet vagina. He began fucking me vaginally as Jasper ravaged me anally. I felt both of their cocks rub against the thin wall separating my rectum and vagina. It was the most erotic sensation I ever felt. I had two guys fuck me at the same time once in college, but never like this. I came two or three more times with this dual assault. Chet and Jasper came simultaneously and laid there for a while. I literally felt like a human sandwich. Chet eased off me first, then Jasper. They were getting tired. I was completely exhausted.

Our kidnappers took a break from their sexual rampage and drank our booze from the bar. They discussed out loud what they would do to us. I began to get worried as they spoke of pain and torture. I sat with my naked bottom on the leather seat covered with sweat and seminal fluid that was dripping out of my ass and pussy. Carl would not look me in the eye. He seemed disappointed as he thought I was enjoying my rape. I can not deny that I secretly was enjoying it.

Then Chet and Jasper sat on each side of Carl. Chet began grabbing Carl's balls over his underwear. Carl shifted and squirmed in his seat.

"Looks like you still got a raging woody there Bud." Chet said. "Bet you'd like to beat off a spell." "Well hate to disappoint you. We got something else in mind." Chet and Jasper let out a moronic laugh. "You see. Jasper here jess git out of the penitentiary and he got a taste homosexual sex. You know what, Bud? He took a likin to it. He sure did. Now you gonna have to give it up, son, just like your pretty wife did there."

Carl tried protest through his gag to no avail. It wouldn't have mattered anyway. Big Jasper yanked Carl up by the upper arm and flung him around. Jasper bent Carl over the seat and pushed the rear crotch portion of his bikini briefs aside. The husky man shoved his long erect penis into my husband's ass. I saw Carl's head jerk back in pain and shock. He grunted heavily through his gag. Jasper pumped Carl's ass fast and furiously. Carl's face bounced off the leather seat back with each deep, abrupt, thrust. He hissed and wheezed through the obstruction in his mouth. Another man was raping my husband, my man, my protector and provider. This was unnerving for me. Carl was a man who was always, strong, driven, and so sure of himself. It was strange to see him so vulnerable and helpless. Chet laughed as Jasper fucked Carl in the ass. It served to demean him even more.

When Chet stopped laughing he focused on me. He glared as I saw his clear intent to take me again. He pulled my dress off over my head and threw it down. He pulled my bottom toward the edge of the car seat and lifted my legs and spread them wide apart. I was nearly doing the splits. He spanked my pussy and clit with my husband' leather belt a few times, which drove me nuts. Then he penetrated my vagina for a third time with his chubby, uncircumcised penis. I felt as if I was being split in two. The tip of his cock glanced off my G-Spot over and over again, making me pant and moan intensely. He pounded me dramatically and the impact of his hard pubic bone drove me insane. What Chet lacked in size, he more than made up for in talent and technique. I nearly passed out as I came for the fifth time. Chet pulled out of me and sat next to me. He began petting my totally drenched and ravaged pussy. 

When I gathered myself together again, I saw that Jasper was still pumping Carl's ass. By this time, he reached around and was stroking Carl's long suffering cock. Carl was extremely erect and soon tossed his load all over the black leather seats. His pearly white streaks of ejaculate covered a wide area of black seat covering. He heaved a sigh of relief. Soon afterward, Jasper jerked, twitched, and came into Carl's anus. Jasper pulled out and left Carl in a lifeless heap on the carpeted floor. Jasper took a swig from a bottle of whiskey. He exchanged looks with Chet, then gave a nod and a wink. Jasper picked up the car phone and whispered something to someone on the other end. The limo came to a sudden stop. A car door opened and slammed shut. Jasper got out and left the door rear door open. Chet blocked the doorway dashing any hopes for an escape. A woman entered the car. She must have been the mysterious driver all this time. The limo took off again. Jasper was now driving.

The woman must have been 18 to 20 years old. She was tall and slender with long jet black hair. Her sweeping bangs covered a good part of her dark eyes. She wore black tights and a black turtle neck shirt with long sleeves. Her skin was pale and her lips were painted with bright red lip stick. Her exotic perfume permeated the car's interior. She looked over at me and showed no interest or concern. She saw Carl on the floor. She ordered him up. When Carl did not react quick enough, Chet jerked him off the floor and threw him onto the seat on his butt.

"Spread his legs!:" The mysterious woman in black ordered Chet, who was no longer in charge. He moved quickly and forced Carl's legs apart, exposing his bulging package wrapped in his sexy white striped silky briefs. There was a large cum stain near his waistband, right on the front and center. The woman bent over and rubbed his wide open package with her hand. She rubbed and dug into him in fluid circular motions. Another woman was molesting my man! 

At first she messaged him firmly, but with care. Then she slapped down on his vulnerable testicles. Carl's stretched out and tensed up his legs as his genitals were being spanked. His breath pulsed with each blow. Then she picked up Carl's belt and wildly spanked his cock and balls. She whipped his chest, stomach, and thighs until they were raw. Carl's cock grew two more inches during this impromptu spanking rampage. He loved pain. The woman stopped and stepped back. She reached for the unopened bottle of champagne that was still chilling.

"OOO! Champagne. I love champagne." She said, "Great vintage, very expensive stuff. You two sure know how to party right" She walked over to Carl eyeing the bottle admiringly. A wide grin came across her youthful face. "Keep his legs open Chet!"

Chet obeyed and held Carl's legs apart while standing off to the side. The woman shook the bottle vigorously. She knelt down before Carl and pointed the top of the bottled directly at his wide open groin. Carl winced and bit down hard on his gag as he saw what was coming. Sweat streamed down his face.

"NOOOO!" I cried. The woman leaned forward and began pushing the cork off the tip of the bottle.

"POP! Whossshhh!" The champagne burst open . The cork shot square into Carl's balls. He doubled over as the woman splashed the white bubbly liquid all over his aching groin, thighs, and stomach. She ordered Chet to lay Carl down on the floor, face up. Chet complied and dragged Carl to the floor again. His throbbing cock poked up through his underwear like a pole propping up a tent. The woman knelt down between Carl's legs and pulled out her right claw tipped with blood red nail polish. She grabbed through the crotch of his briefs and tore it out. She ripped the remainder of his briefs off his hips exposing his erect cock and battered testicles. The woman stood up and peeled off her pants and her black laced thong panties. She kicked them off to the side and straddled Carl lying in a supine position. She dropped to her knees and lowered her dark colored muff onto Carl's face, smothering him. She rubbed her clit and pussy lips all over his face.

"Eat me you fag!" The woman shouted. "You have a beautiful young woman sit on you face and you do nothing. What kind of man are you?" The woman was forceful. I envied the power she wielded. Carl was forced to eat her pussy. He lapped her up like a hound dog and slurped her wetness out of her vagina. She bumped and ground her pussy all over Carl's nose and upper jaw. "Nibble on my clit you fag!" She ordered.

She rocked and rotated for fifteen minutes over Carl's face. She came with a series of deep, quiet breaths. She got up and sat herself down on Carl's cock facing his upper body. She began to bounced up and down his stiff upright penis. I saw her ass cheek spread open each time she came down on him. I was turned on to see my husband getting raped by a young mysterious woman. Without getting off his cock, the woman spun around and faced me and continued bobbing up and down. The sight of her young tight pussy enveloping his rock hard dick was just too much for me. Although my wrists were tied behind me, I could still reach under my butt and get to my pussy. I began to play with myself as I watched his penis disappear into her dark hairy triangle. She began to grind hard onto Carl's rigid pubic bone. Her meaty clit became stretched and distorted as she mashed away. 

"You like how I fuck your husband bitch?" The woman spat out at me. Chet caught me playing with my pussy and chastised me.

"Why are you do that when you have me to satisfy you!?" He asked me rhetorically. "I'll fix ya." Chet pushed me down on the seat and laid me flat out on my stomach. He jumped on my back and slipped his hot rod into my pulsating pussy. He drilled me into the seat, which gave away under our combined body weight and my pubis sunk down to the hard frame and springy coils. He fucked me from behind as I turned my head to watch the dark woman coupled with my husband. The scene was intensely erotic and I managed to cum once more. Chet was spent and could not cum anymore, but he kept it up and going for me.

The mystery girl launched upward and slammed down hard onto Carl's shaft as she came with a stifled scream. She did not want to give Carl the satisfaction that he made her cum real hard. She did not want him to know she was enjoying herself for some strange reason, so she suppressed herself. She leaped off Carls' cock that was on the verge of rupture and sat down hard on his pelvis just behind his penis. She began stroking his cock until he shot his creamy ejaculate high into the air and all over her soft yet firm tummy.

The woman got up. She was bowlegged and week in the knees, but she managed to regain her composure. She grabbed the gun away from Chet and ordered him off me. Chet, like a whipped dog, quickly did as he was told. The woman ordered Carl to flip over onto his stomach. His ass was red and raw from his anal intrusion by Jasper. She then forced me to lay next to Carl on the floor, also faced down. She told us not to move. The limo stopped and the back door opened and closed. All was quiet. I raised my head to realize that they were gone. Carl and I were silent for several minutes, trying to take in and comprehend what had just happened to us.

Carl was able to untie himself. While he untied me he kissed me on the lips and whispered to me, "Happy Anniversary Aimee." 

"Happy Anniversary Carl, I love you." I replied.

"Did you enjoy your gift?" He asked.

"Immensely." I said. "Were they pros?"

"Definitely." Carl said with a sly grin.

"How much did it cost you?"

"Oh, what's a Rolex cost?"



Limo Ride



I can't believe you dragged me to this party. I don't care what the function is for; it is just an excuse for them to make me wear a suit and tie. But I have to admit, looking at you in the dress makes me think that maybe tonight won't be that bad and I'll be "rewarded" for having to come. I love that dress on you, the short green one that is sheer and ties around your neck. The way your legs slide around inside the material makes me want to just slip right into you; slide myself around those legs. And those legs look even better in those high-heeled shoes you are wearing. So firm and taunt. I love looking from your ankle, up your smooth calf, to the material covering your thigh, and finally bringing my eyes to rest on that delicious ass. Sashaying slightly as we walk, my eyes bounce back and forth watching it.

You stop short of the entrance so we can walk in arm-in-arm. You pat my hand gently, reassuring me that this won't be as bad or boring as I think. I roll my eyes, because we both know it will be. We enter the party and look around. It is essentially a big round dance room with a bar on the side and hallways on the opposite side leading to the bathrooms. On the far wall opposite us is a band playing music for the older people, the majority of the people here, to dance to. I give you an "I told you so" look and you just drag me over to people you need to talk to. Stupid science functions. You make boring conversation that I know you don't enjoy too much and answer stupid questions while I stand there with a plastic smile. After two or three of these, I've had enough. I whisper into your ear that I'll be at the bar, kiss your cheek, and then leave.

I order a drink or two and then turn around. With a drink in hand and my back to the bar, I scan the room. The old people are doing some sort of slow dance while the band plays elevator music. I watch you approach me from across the room. You come over. 

"Is everything all right?" you ask.

I reach behind your head and pull you into me; kissing you hard on the lips, my tongue tasting yours.

"It is now that you're back."

You smile and cuddle up next to me. I stroke your back and sides, letting my fingertips graze the sides of your breasts. I elongate my stroke and begin to brush your ass too. Sometimes, I gently cup it, feeling it fill my hand. I reach down further and lift your dress slightly so I can stroke your thigh a little. It's innocent enough, but I can feel the goose bumps along your thigh.

And then we are interrupted. Some old people come by and want to talk to you. You spin around and rest your back against my chest. However, my hand is still down by your thigh. I continue to stroke and squeeze it as you talk. Then I decide it's time for a little payback. I begin to raise my hand, lifting the back of your dress as I go. There are too many people by the bar for them to notice, but you notice and are helpless to stop it. I mean, you can't spin around and reprimand me and it would look quite odd if you kept swatting your ass or thigh to get rid of my hand. I run my fingertips along the inside of your thigh, feeling the heat increase as I move higher. I can hear your voice change and waver as I rub the upper are of your thigh. Involuntarily and without thinking you spread your legs slightly. I smile as I my fingers travel further. I feel the silky material of your thong as I run my finger along the part that covers your ass. I slide it down and press up, firmly rubbing the part covering your pussy. I hear your voice jump as my finger passed over your pussy. I continue stroking it as you regain some control of your voice. I put two fingers outside your thong and slowly stroke the area right next to your pussy, moving them up and down about an inch. I feel this smooth area and I can feel your legs shake slightly next to mine. I begin to move these fingers closer together, rubbing them in circles now as I bring them closer and closer to your opening. I use your thong to add stimulation as I begin to rub these two fingers into your pussy. Feeling the dampness through the material, I wonder if you are even paying attention to the conversation. And then I stop. I watch your chest heave once or twice at the reprieve. But I have only stopped so I can slide your panties to the side a little and let my fingertips begin to trace around the wet hole that leads up into your pussy. I use your own wetness and rub it into your bald, smooth pussy lips - making them all slick. I look over your shoulder and wonder if anyone notices how hard your nipples have become.

Finally I hear you say those magic words,

"Excuse me, I have to use the bathroom."

You very quickly make your exit and begin to cross the room. The other people involved in your conversation look at me queerly. Apparently, you picked an odd time to cut-and-run, but I couldn't care as I weave my way through the crowded dance floor and over to you. And there you are, about 20 feet down one of the hallways that leads to the bathrooms. I take you further into it, where it is darker. I push you up against the wall and kiss you, letting your highly sexually energized tongue explore my mouth.

"You bastard! Do you know how hard it was to be in that conversation with you doing that?"

"No, how hard?"

"This hard" you say as you reach your hand down and into my pants. 

You grab my hard cock and begin to stroke it. We continue to kiss as you stroke my cock. I reach my hands up and begin to cup your breasts, squeezing them in the palms of my hands. I lean down and kiss your neck. I can taste the steam rising off of it as I rub my palm and your dress material onto your hard nipple. A couple walks past us, but they are coming from the other way - walking towards the party. They look like they are in their lower 30's and full of energy. They smile at us as we continue to make out. I know that they must have had some fun in the bathroom, but that's not where I want you. Plus, in a few minutes, the band will stop playing for an intermission and there will be a whole mess of people running to the bathroom. Not to mention how they will think of you walking through the party with sex head. No, we have to wait a little while and go back to our hotel. Forcing myself away from you I explain the situation.

"Sorry hon. Trust me, I hate it to, but we have to go."

I see you pout slightly because of how much you hate waiting, but you also know that waiting will lead to sex and that's always fun. We make our way out through the party and outside. I walk out into the street and begin to hail a cab. 

"Hey. HEY!" I hear someone calling me from behind.

I turn around to see the other couple standing there by a limo.

"Are you trying to get a cab?"

"Yeah, we're going back to our hotel."

"Well, that will cost you an arm and a leg. Why don't you come with us in our limo and we will drop you off."

I look over at you and ask, "What do you think?" 

"They seem friendly enough and we are kind of strapped for cash." 

So we walk over to the limo. Inside the limo we walk to the couch by the front of the car and they take the one in the back; we are facing each other. There is a table in the middle. As the ride starts, I put my hand on your thigh and begin to rub it, trying to calm you of any fear you might have. I notice the man, who is sitting opposite me, is doing the same thing to his wife. The man is slightly older looking with short brown hair that says "I am a business man and probably a yuppie". He is in a fancy suit with Italian leather shoes. His wife, on the other hand, is gorgeous. I think she is a trophy wife but what a trophy. She has long auburn hair, a nice set of breasts and nice legs. She is wearing a red dress that's about the length of yours except it is a different material and cut very low in the chest.

"So," says the man "you too looked pretty hot in the hallway."

"Thank you. You two must have had fun in the bathroom" I reply.

They look at each other and smile.

"How did you know about that?"

"Lucky guess. And," I look over at you, "it's not that uncommon."

You smile remembering the times we've had hot sex in bathrooms.

"Actually," the man continues "it was because of that that I asked you here."

We both look at him oddly.

"I guess you could say we had ulterior motives."

The man stops rubbing his wife's leg and leans in towards us.

"You see, we used to be a young couple like you. Lots of sex, all the time. But age has taken its toll on me and I can't last as long as I used to. But my wife is as horny as ever." 

His wife licks her lips, looking you dead in the eyes.

"She would very much like some release."

"Look," I interrupt, "I'm sorry. But we're not going to have a threesome or whatever..."

"No, no. You got it all wrong" he interrupts me.

"She just wants to watch. That's all."

"She just wants to watch?" I ask.

"Watch what?" you ask.

"Why, the two of you!"

It takes a minute for this to sink in.

"What?!?" you say.

"Hear me out. My wife loves fucking me and I can't say I don't enjoy it, but like I said, I now tire earlier than I used to. She needs more and is right now is still very horny. Aren't you darling?"

His wife nods emphatically.

"Usually, we solve this problem by watching porn and either her masturbating or me eating her out or fingering her pussy. But we saw how hot and sexy you two were and thought we might get a little live-action porn instead."

"That's all," his wife says, "We just want to watch you two make love."

She spreads her legs, letting her skirt ride high up her thighs.

"I'm sure it will be hot."

I look at you. Of course we're both still horny. It's just a matter of whether we want to do it. I look into your eyes. G-d I want you right here and now and I don't care who sees. But, I would never do anything you didn't want to do, so I leave this to you. I lean in close and whisper into your ear, 

"Whatever you answer, will be fine with me." I kiss your ear and back away. You roll the idea around for a minute before say, 

"Sure. We'll do it."

Before this really sinks into my head, you pull me close and begin kissing me. I slide my jacket off and feel your hands press into my back. I run my hands over your arms, up your shoulders, up your neck, and through your hair. I begin to kiss and lick your neck, working my way up to your ear. I let one hand stoke your thigh. I lick your earlobe and whisper into your ear,

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes." you moan into mine.

"They wanted hot," you say "then let's make it hot."

You lower your hand into my lap and begin to rub the crotch of my pants. You can feel my hard cock dance in my pants as you rub it. I kiss my way down your shoulder, massaging it with my tongue as I go. I look over my shoulder to see the man kissing his wife's shoulder as she rapidly opens and closes her legs. I reach behind you and undo the knot on your dress. As it falls, I kiss the hot flesh that it reveals. I make my way down to your breasts and begin to lick them. I suck on your hard nipples, licking them all over with my tongue. I flick the tips of them as I roll them around my mouth. I look over and see the man squeezing his wife's breast. She has bunched her skirt up and has begun playing with her pussy. I notice she is not wearing any panties as her finger slides deep into her pussy. I continue to suck on your breasts. Using my hand to play with the one I'm not sucking on. You lean back in the seat to allow me better access. I roll your nipple between my fingers and pull on it. I use my tongue to dance on the tip of your nipple. I can hear you moan and I know you are loving this. I can also hear her begin to moan, obviously enjoying the show. I feel your hands on my chest, pressing against it. You start to undo the buttons on my shirt and when they are all done, you pull the shirt from me. Your hands fall onto my back and begin to rub my shoulders. I release your breast from my mouth and begin to kiss you again. I reach down and begin to rub your calf. I can feel those goose bumps as my hand travels further up. I begin to lick behind your ear as my hand rubs your inner thigh.

"Spread your legs wide. Let her see your hot wet pussy" I say into your ear.

You spread your legs as wide as you can. I can hear the woman moan as she sees your panty covered pussy and wonderful legs. You dress is bunched around the waste and I decide it might just have to come off. I ask you to stand up and you do. I help you pull the dress off and then have you turn around and bend at the waist; letting them see the thin thong run up in between the crack of that beautiful ass. I run my hands along it as you lean over and kiss me. I watch the other couple and inform you to do the same. You see the woman now has her top down. She is rubbing and squeezing her breasts as her husband fingerfucks her wet pussy. I hook my fingers around the waistband of your panties and slowly drag them down. Yet you are not to be outdone and you suddenly sit down in front of me. You undo my belt and pants. I lift up off the seat so you can pull them down. My hard cock shoots up into the air. You smile at me as you open your mouth wide and engulf my cock. I shake with pleasure as you lick and suck the head of my cock. You then begin to slide up and down my cock, getting it all wet. You then release me from your mouth and use your hand to stroke me. You look me in the eyes and say,

"Look at her."

I look over at her and see her writhing in pleasure.

"Do you want her?"

"I want you and I really want your mouth back on me."

You speed up your hand. 

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather have her suck you?" 

I pick you up slightly and kiss you long and passionately.

"I only want you my love." 

You smile and continue to suck me. I lean back with pleasure, feeling your tongue glide all over me. I pull you up and then lean you back, letting you gently fall onto the table. I lean over you, kissing you. I feel your legs run along mine. 

"I want you to look at her. I want you to look at her face." 

"Why?" you ask.

"Because, the pleasure she is feeling is only a minute representation of the pleasure you are about to feel."

I begin to kiss my way down your body. I slowly lick the outsides of your breasts and circle my way to your nipples. I lick them all over and then make my way further down your hot body. I kiss your hot stomach and I feel it flutter with anticipation. I finally reach my destination and I place your legs over my shoulders; rubbing your thighs. I lean forward and lick the smooth area outside your bald pussy. I circle my tongue in, closing in on your pussy, but I refuse to lick it. I lick all around it, but I won't touch your wet pussy. I can see the juices begin to leak out of you and that is all I can take. I lick all the way up your slit, taking in all the juices that have leaked out; tasting how good they are. I then begin to lick those bald pussy lips. Running my tongue gently up and down them. I then jab my tongue into your pussy and lick all around it; trying to lick all the juices from inside you. I then run my tongue up and down your slit, making sure it is all clean. And then I run it further up, to your little clit. I lick your clit up and down. Faster and faster. And then I stop. But only to reposition myself so I can push down on it with my tongue. I push down on that clit and rub it in circles. I begin to suck on your clit. I move my hands up your body and begin to squeeze and twist your nipples. I try to match the movements of my tongue and hands. I begin to circle your clit with my tongue as my hands twist your nipples. As I pull on your breasts, I push down on your clit. I can feel your legs wrap tightly around my head. I begin to lick you fast. I run my tongue up your slit, tease your clit, and then repeat. I can hear you moaning loudly and I know you are getting close. But I stop, not letting you come. Yet, instead of silence, we can hear the other woman moaning. I watch your head roll back so you can look at her and her husband work her pussy. As soon as you have a good look I begin to slowly lick you. I'm just licking your clit now. Circling it with my tongue. I begin to circle faster and faster as I can feel your orgasm begin again. Yet, once again I stop short of letting you cum.

"No! Don't stop! Make her cum! Please! I want to cum and I want to watch her cum! Oh please!"

I hear the other woman moan. I lift you up and roll you over. On all fours, with your knees on the table, I step up behind you. I position my hard cock at your wet hole. I rub the head around to get it all wet. I can feel you push back against me, eager to get my cock inside of you. I slowly push forward, wrapping my fingers around your waist. I pull you back onto me and hold you there for a second, letting the sensation settle in. I then begin to fuck you with long, slow, deep strokes. I watch the other couple. The man has stopped helping his wife and just stares at us. He is slowly rubbing the crotch of his pants. His wife is frantically fingering her pussy. As I watch her, I absentmindedly speed up. I begin to fuck you faster, driving my cock deep into you. I feel your cervix with the head of my cock and I begin to bury myself into you. I feel your walls begin to shake and tighten as I fuck you hard and fast. I can feel how close you are. I suddenly lift you up and pull you back onto the seat with me. You put your legs on my knees as I fuck up into you. I use one hand to rub your breast and the other to rub your clit. I feel your body spasm as an earthquake rips through your pussy. I feel your juices pour out and over my legs. I watch the other woman cum just as you do and that's all I can take. I explode up into you. The finger on your slit begins to shake, partially due to me and partially inadvertently due to my orgasm, and I feel you rocket into a second orgasm. Or maybe it's just the second part of the first one. Either way, your still shaking walls milk my cock of it's cum. I feel drained as I pull you tight against me.

We are smiling and playfully kissing. We finally remember that there are other people here. We look over to see the woman approaching us, on her knees with a huge smile. She walks up in between our legs and looks you in the eyes.

"That was fantastic and you looked like you really enjoyed that. I know I certainly would've."

"Yes, I really really..."

Before you can respond she is driving her tongue into your mouth. She reaches behind your head and holds you still as she kisses you. Finally, she breaks the kiss. 

"Mmmm...you taste good," she say, " I wonder if he does?"

But instead of leaning across you to kiss me, she starts to move down your body. She lifts you up and slides me limp dick out of you. She begins to lick your pussy. Sticking her tongue deep inside of you and drawing out our collective juices. She looks up, "G-d you guys taste good together." She then dives back in and continues to lick your pussy. She uses one hand to play with your clit and the other hand she snakes around my cock. She begins to stroke me as she eats you out. The site of her licking you, the sounds you are making, and her hand on my cock have me hard again in no time. I lift you up and put you on the seat so you are more comfortable and she has better access. As she continues to lick all of our cum out of your pussy, I move behind her and slide into her pussy. As I fuck her I drive her mouth and tongue further into your pussy. You open your eyes to see me fucking her. I lean over her and reach behind you. I pull you over her body and kiss you on the mouth, letting our tongues dance together. I begin to fuck her faster, feeling her pussy grip my cock. I hear both of you moaning loudly. It seems that the deeper I drive my cock into her, the deeper she licks you. And the faster I go, the faster she goes. The three of us are rapidly approaching orgasm. As I see you about to cum, I pull you close and kiss you; feeling your orgasm surge through your mouth and into mine. I begin to cum into her trembling pussy as all three of us cum together. After everyone has finished, still kissing you, I step over her and begin to kiss you passionately all over your face and neck. I kiss my way up to your ear,




Limo Ride



I call you early in the day and tell you to bathe, put on your white cotton panties, and your lacy bra. No stockings, come-fuck-me high heels with red soles, and the tightest striped dress you can imagine. Your bustline is well displayed, and the back of your dress is only inches above your bottom. Your black hair is up and perfectly coiffed. You have on body lotion with soft shimmers of glitter. You look not only hot, but totally slutty. 

You are sitting, waiting for me to arrive, when you get a telephone call. A voice tells you that I have been detained, but you are to get in the car that is pulling up in front of your home. You look out of the windows and sure enough, there is a black town car, windows blacked out. A dressed driver comes to your door. The bell rings, and he asks you to come with him. He escorts you to the back door, opens it for you, and you are seated in a very comfortable, all leather seat.The driver gets in, and you see his view in the mirror. Intentionally, you look at him, then direct his gaze to your legs, which you open slightly, then cross, such that your white panties are briefly exposed. Your driver is not fazed, and in fact slightly smiles, which you see in his eyes. It thrills you. He starts driving. 

You believe you are headed for a classy nightclub, and you are right. The car arrives, and at the door to meet you is a sharply dressed man in black slacks, black turtleneck, and blazer. He tells you that a table is ready for you. You follow, and inside the door is a huge party. You are led through the crowd, which seems to part at your arrival, and then close back around you. You finally arrive at a central table, surrounded by privacy ropes and two guards at each opening. You take a seat at the center of the table. The entire club is jumping, men and women are dancing, and the music is throbbing. You can feel it through your entire body. And it seems for some reason your table is the center of attention. 

Suddenly, the party seems to get louder toward the front of the room. You strain to see what is happening. You see two well cut men coming toward your table. The music changes to a thumping bass line, and the two men start stripping in front of you. They have terrific bodies, and they dance closer and closer to you. You sit, dumbfounded, and yet strangely attracted to these two hard men, the bulges of their crotches obvious. Finally, one of the men leans in toward you and says, "Hey, when are you starting your act?" You think, "What? What is he talking about?" You say, "My act?" He again leans in, and says, "Yeah, YOUR act! Now, get up!! Before you can say he has the wrong person, he grabs your hand and pulls you to your feet! The crowd goes crazy, cheering you on! You are overwhelmed, but start to walk away. The two dancers grab your hands, one saying, "Do it now! The crowd is waiting!" And with that, he spins you, your hair coming free and splaying out. You take a tentative step toward dancing, then a second. With each step comes more cheering! You get more into it, and start dancing to the beat, your breasts straining against the fabric of your slinky dress. You feel incredibly alive. 

After a few moments, the two male dancers are actually down to their thongs, their large packages completely filling them. They each take one of your hands and then hoist you to the top of your table. The lights are still on you, and you stand briefly as though you are a lost little girl. The crowd loves it! Another song starts and you start dancing, smoothly and with much sex appeal. You look around and see the two male dancers have joined you on the table. The light in your eyes keeps you from seeing out, but you can sense the entire crowd is watching you intently. You keep dancing and the crowd is cheering you on. Then, as you dance, your left breast starts to come out of your dress. The crowd roars! You are feeling frisky and you take the other breast out, too. You are dancing topless in front of hundreds! Your nipples are bright and hard, and your feel the breeze of the dancing people below you. Then, you feel one of the dancer's hands on you - on your breast! You look at him, not believing what has just happened. Then, the second dancer grabs your other breast! There are four hands on you, two on your breasts, the other two caressing your body. Everyone is watching you as the two men stroke your body. You can't help it, but your nipples get hard, and your body reacts with pleasure with each stroke. 

Then, at the back of the room, a light comes on, and you can see another large man coming toward you. You keep dancing, but are concerned that he is coming toward you. As the crowd opens wider, you can now see him completely, and he is gorgeous! Strong, chiseled, and bare chested, he has a huge package! You can't believe how virtually perfect he is. He approaches your table, and then steps to the top with you. He stands tall as the other dancers take your hands. The large man walks toward you, and starts to remove the small binding covering his cock. When he opens it his cock almost leaps forward, hard and glistening. You can't take your eyes off of it, it is huge. You realize that it is intended to be used with you! You start to object again, but the two dancers have you immobilized. You try to object to the entire event, but each word of protest is taken by the thronging crowd as a word of encouragement. They roar their approval of the coming events. The two dancers then hold you, turning your body toward the light and the crowd. The huge cocked man is standing behind you. The two dancers literally lift you, spreading your legs in your tight dress, your breasts already exposed. The large cocked man steps behind you, and you can literally feel the heat of the head of his cock almost touching your vagina. You struggle, but nobody does anything about your resistance. It is part of the act, you realize! The two dancers now bend you slightly at the hips, and with that, you realize that they are positioning you to be used by this giant cock. 

The crowd starts to chant, "do it - do it - do it . . ." You then feel the large member against you, pressing hard against your slit. A few pushes, and he is barely inside you. It almost hurts, it is so large. You start to rock back against it, feeling the tip go become the shaft, which over time becomes more and more sensitive as he slams into you. Each stroke brings a collective "ooooooh" from the guys, and a gentle sigh from the watching women. He slams deeper and deeper, and his hands join those of the two dancers holding you tight. You are stretched out while being fucked hard and nasty on stage. You realize this was all to make you someone's slut, and you like it as well as loathe it. You have just been fucked on stage, and now dozens of people are running their hands up your legs, playing with your clit, and touching your breasts. You can't help it, but the strangeness, the heat, the hard cock that just fucked you, and you are brought to a total body climax as the hands stroke and prod you. Your entire body is shaking, quivering, and flooding with the juices of your sex. 

You are like a ragdoll, limp. The two dancers help you to the car, and then the driver takes you home. You are barely able to redress yourself when you arrive. You are soiled with sperm, have the fingerprints of dozens of persons on you, and have your own pussy juice draining down your legs. You shakily get out of the town car. As you are assisted to your house, there is a second town car. I walk toward you, and ask, "Where have you been?" You start to answer, when you notice the woman across the street from your place. Standing at the house across the street is another young woman, dressed much like you, tapping her foot, and saying to the driver of your car, "Damn it! I am late for the gig!" . . .



Limo Ride



Gary stood in front of the mirror as he put the tuxedo jacket on. It looked good. Mind you, he figured it cost more than the rest of his wardrobe combined, so it should. He was giving himself one last "once over" and decided he looked as good as he was ever going to when the phone rang. It was Cindy. 

Or rather Cindy! He still couldn't believe that he was going out on a date with pop superstar Cindy!. She was rich, she was famous and lord almighty, she was hot. He didn't fit into her world at all, he just happened to be in the record shop at the same time she had popped in the week before. He hadn't even looked up when he heard her comment on the ugly cover of an album, he just made a reference to "Devastating Dave's Zip Zap Rap" album. Which made her laugh, which made him look up which, cut to the chase, lead to her sending over a tux for their first date, a hollywood movie premiere. 

"Gary. The limo is pulling up now, but I can't come to the door." Cindy said. 

"No worries, I can meet you out front." he assured her. 

"Yeah, well before you do, I need you to know, when you open the door, it's not what you think."

"Um, okay?" he was confused.

"I'll explain when you're out here, but I need to you to understand right now, when you open the door it's going to be weird, but it is not at all what you're going to think it is."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I swear, just get out here and promise you'll let me explain."

"Okay."

Gary looked out the window, saw the limo and headed out. He opened the car door, ducked his head as he began to climb in when he saw her and stopped dead in his tracks. Cindy, the twenty-two year old pop sensation, was sitting at the far end of the limo. Her hair was done up elegantly, which was expected given they were going to be walking down the red carpet in a bit. Her shoes were sexy black high heels, also exactly what you'd expect to see at a movie premiere. The thing that stopped him dead though was that, other than a black feather boa, she had no clothes on what so ever. She sat there, completely and utterly nude, barely even using the boa. 

"It's not what you think!" she repeated, her beautiful brown eyes wide. She looked so innocent and scared. Well, the expression on her face did, her body looked fucking amazing. Her legs were long and tanned, her breasts firm, her nipples large. 

"Um, okay." was all he could manage. 

"Let me explain." She beckoned him in. "My dress was made by Vincenti, the designer?" asking him if he understood.

Gary knew who she meant. He wasn't very fashion conscious, but he also didn't live under a rock. Vincenti was up there with Hugo Boss and Calvin Klein.

"And it isn't ready yet?" he joked as he climbed into the limo. 

"No, silly." She relaxed a bit. His joke was lame, but at least he hadn't bolted yet. "I just found out the conditions his workers live in. He's using 3rd world sweatshops, so I couldn't possibly wear his dress tonight. I can't support that sort of thing."

"You couldn't afford another dress? Wow, your last album must not have sold well at all. Kudos to your PR team though, I thought it was a hit"

She laughed, impressed with how well he was taking all this.

"I know this is a weird and I swear normally you wouldn't have had a shot in hell seeing me like this on a first date... but I decided to make a political statement. I'd rather be naked then wear something made in a sweatshop."

"So, um, are we still going to the premiere?" He asked, completely confused as to what was going on. 

"We have to! I have to show up, walk the red carpet and give one interview. I'll say how disgusted I was with Vincenti, and the press will have a field day. It force him to change things. There is no way this isn't top of the news cycle for a least the next 24 hours."

Gary was impressed. It made sense and what she was about to do took a lot of guts. 

"So, what do I do?" he asked. 

"I need you to take my arm, walk me to the last camera crew at the very end of the red carpet, and stand there while I make my speech. The catch is..." She took a breath "our entire behaviour has to be totally normal. Completely and utterly non sexual."

"NON-sexual? Well sure, no problem. That's easy for you, what's sexual about a naked, hot popstar. Me however..." he asked, smiling. 

"I know, I know. But if we act completely normal, the story is how I'd rather be naked then put on slave labour clothing. If there is even a whiff of sexuality, then the story will get spun as pop star has kinky sex fetish, and nothing changes."

Again, he could follow her logic. It was weird, but he understood it.

"If you can do that for me, we can skip the stupid movie and just head back to my hotel and hang out." then she added "Hang out fully clothed, I mean."

"Okay, sure. I can walk you down an aisle. I mean, that was going to be my job regardless, right?"

"Well the thing of it is, to put it bluntly, you already have an erection."

He looked down. His pants were tenting something fierce. He blushed.

"Right, um, that'll go down in a sec. Just need a minute."

"Of course." she said.

She pressed a button on an intercom and told the driver to head out. The two sat in awkward silence.

"So..." she said.

"So..." he replied.

"Hell of a start to our first date, huh?" she asked. "Bet you didn't expect to see this much of me."

"Uh, no not hardly. But we, um, we really shouldn't talk about that if you want me to, uh, get rid of this." he motioned to his crotch, suddenly feeling like an bumbling idiot.

"Of course. Sorry." she said.

She buzzed the driver again, "What's our e.t.a.?" 

"25 min, Miss Cindy."

"Thank you" she told him, and released the intercom.

Silence.

"I'm sure it'll go down by then." he told her.

"I'm really sorry about this. Really." and she was. 

She liked Gary, it was really nice to meet someone so funny and so utterly separate from her life in the music industry. He was exactly the kind of nice, normal guy she needed in her life.

"It's okay, it's weird, but it's very cool that you're willing to do this for such a good cause. That takes a lot of, um, gumption? Is that the word?"

"It is a good cause." she pondered for a moment "Which is why I can't risk anything going wrong."

"Uh, sure" he hesitantly agreed.

"So I'm afraid I'm thinking we have to, umm, take matters into our own hands, so to speak."

"err, what?" he asked.

"Gary, your erection is clearly not going anywhere and we've got just over 20 min to get rid of it. Logically you're going to need to, well, orgasm. That's really the only sure way to get rid of it so it doesn't come right back. I can't have it popping back up as we walk in front of a dozen cameras."

"Uuuuh, I'm not, I mean, I really don't think I should, you know..." he knew he sounded like a bumbling idiot, but he couldn't bring himself to say masturbate in front of her.

"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm not asking you to jerk off in front of me." she laughed.

Whew, he thought. That would have been awkward.

"You think I'd put you in this awkward position, then ask you to do something so embarrassing? No way. Which is why I'm offering to, to, well to take care of things for you. How does that sound?"

It sounded fucking fantastic but he was gentleman enough to not say it like that. Instead he said

"Only if you're sure."

"It's the least I can do, given everything." She patted the spot next to her, "Now slide over here, we're on a clock."

Gary tried to slide over as nonchalantly as he could, which given how eager he was, wasn't easy. Regardless, he ended up right beside her. She put her hand on his knee, smiled and said

"I'm afraid we don't have time for any romance." They both chuckled, and then she whispered "Take it out." 

He undid his fly and pulled out his rock hard cock. She let out a barely audible gasp. Clearly, she was impressed.

Wasting no time, she reached out and grabbed his dick by the base of his shaft. This time Gary was the one to gasp. Her hand felt amazing.

She started stroking him, slowly. Up and down, up and down. 

"Lean back" she told him. "Let Cindy take care of this."

Her hand sped up. 

He was in heaven. Barely ten minutes into his date with a woman who had literally been listed as one of the sexiest people alive, and he was getting a hand job.

"That's it." she said and continued to stroke. She reached down and cupped his balls with her other hand.

"What do you like?"

"That's pretty nice, actually."

She continued her slow strokes, occasionally circling the tip of his cock with a finger, in teasing way.

"That's very sweet of you to say, but if there is something I can do to, to speed things along, then you should tell me. This is not the time to try to impress me with your stamina."

She smiled at him, as a million things raced through his mind as she stroked him. He had several things he liked, sexually speaking, but he usually waited a few weeks into a relationship before voicing them. A first date, even this odd a first date, didn't seem like the time to bring most of those up.

Plus, she still had to look presentable when they were done, which kinda ruled out a fair bit of what he was thinking. It wasn't like he could just bend her over and fuck her, as nice as that sounded.

"Talk dirty to me, describe what you're doing." he instructed her.

"Well, my hand is wrapped around your cock, and it's very hard. Your cock I mean, not my hand." she giggled. "And now I'm stroking up your shaft. My fingers are brushing the tip of your dick, it's nice. And now I'm gripping your shaft hard, and I'm speeding up."

"Yessssss" he said through gritted teeth.

"I'm really jacking you now. You're so big, and I want this cock to shoot it's stuff. I want you to cum so bad."

She gripped him tightly and stroked as fast as she could.

"Are you going cum soon? Are you going to cum for Cindy?"

lt felt amazing, utterly amazing. But he wasn't close yet. She hadn't been doing it very long but he knew she needed him to cum, so he wasn't sure what to say.

"Maybe you need some visuals?" she released her grip on his member and held up her breasts.

"Do you like my breasts? How about my nipples? Don't you wish you could touch them? Do you want to suck on them?"

She reached back out, and resumed stroking his dick. 

"Don't you wish you could cum on them? Could you imagine?"

He was closer now. The dirty talk was definitely helping. 

"What else can I do?" she asked. 

"Just keep doing what you're doing." 

"What about my ass? Do you want to see my butt?" she rolled over to her side, her magnificent ass now on display. The downside of this wonderful display was she was turned away from him and no longer able to play with his cock.

"Are you an ass man, Gary?" She asked. He was, he very much was. He wanted so badly to spank her butt, but resisted, knowing any redness he caused would undermine her political statement, so he instead began stroking himself.

"Oh you are an ass man, aren't you? Do you want to watch my tight ass while you jerk off?" She immediately regretted saying that. Calling attention to his masturbation may not actually help if he was embarrassed about it, that would only delay this process even more. And she had already made a comment about masturbating being embarrassing. 

She hadn't planned on showing him everything but this kinda forced her to raise the stakes a bit. Rather then wait to see if it upset the mood, she rolled back over and grabbed his dick and made him an offer.

"What about my..." she smiled a wicked smile and looked down at her own lap while she pumped his cock. Her legs where held tight together, but he could see her pubic hair. Neatly trimmed into a landing strip, it seemed to point to her most intimate area. 

"Would you like to see my pussy" she whispered, as if it was a secret. He nodded, unable to speak, as her hand continued to pump up and down. She poured on a quick burst of speed with her hand. He could feel and orgasm building.

She slowed again, as she asked.

"If I show you my pussy you're not going to think I'm a slut are you?" she teased him. "Please don't think I'm a slut. I just need to make you cum."

She opened her legs a bit, he watched as her slit became visible. 

"But you have be quick. If I show you my pussy, you have to promise to cum... before I get too wet down there." 

She shifted, and opened her legs wide. His balls churned and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Do you like what you see? Do you like my tight little cunnie?" she reached down with one hand and parted her lips for him.

"Oh god, I'm close. Cindy, I'm fucking close." Her hand sped up once more.

"Yes, yes, give it to me, give me your cum." she begged.

It was about then that she realized that they hadn't thought this through properly. He couldn't cum on her, as she wouldn't be able to properly clean up. And since he was leaning back, he couldn't just shoot his load onto the floor, as he was likely to get it on his pants. 

She looked around, her hand still pumping his cock. Her boa was probably a bad idea, and unlikely to work. The cushions were useless. There! On the mini bar at the far end of the limo. Some napkins. They were perfect, but no sooner had she spotted them than Gary was shouting again.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum." he said. 

She had but a couple of seconds to figure what to do, the napkins might as well have been on the moon, they were so far away. She wasn't going to get them in time. Once she realized that, she knew what the best option was. What they only option was. 

There was only one way to ensure his jizz didn't make a mess anywhere. This was not something she ever did on a first date but she didn't seem to have much choice. And this was for a very good cause she told herself.

"Don't touch my hair!" was all she said before dropping her head and engulfing his cock in her mouth.

That was it. The warm wet feel her lips was too much, Gary erupted into her mouth. 

"Fuck, yesss!" he moaned as he shot down the back of her throat. His second spurt filled her mouth. She was struggling to swallow and had to back off his cock a bit to make more room for his load. She tightened her lips around the tip, and sucked as much as she could, scared the entire time it was going to overflow and drip out onto his pants. Luckily she had managed to swallow some of it, and the next few spurts were much less, and she was able to manage his load.

Gary was spent, but she refused to release his cock from her lips. There was no point going this far, and having him drip the last little bit onto his tux. Using her hand, she stroked his shaft, coaxing the remaining cum out and into her mouth. She sucked for all she was worth, circling the head of his dick with her tongue as she did her best to get every last drop.

Finally she pulled herself off his cock, her mouth still full of his cum, and trying to swallow yet again. Gary put his dick back in his pants and slide over to the bar where was able get her some water, which she took it graciously, using a mouth full to rinse her mouth out before swallowing one last time.

"Thanks for that," she said.

"Yeah, well, I figured it was the least I could do." he said casually. She playfully punched his arm as the intercom buzzed. 

"There was less traffic then expected ma'am, we're just about here." The limo pulled into a line of limos, behind the other guests for the film.

"How's my hair look?" she asked, adjusting her boa.

"Not a strand out if place." he assured her.

"I'll let my hairdresser know."

He gave her a disapproving look and said,

"I'm not entirely sure I'm comfortable with you bragging about this, I don't want to get a reputation as being easy."

She laughed.

She wasn't about to make a habit out of it, but she didn't regret what she had just done. Maybe hanging out in her hotel room wouldn't require clothes after all she thought.



Limo Sexhibitionism



My wife surprised me with this! I already knew we were going to go out that night. I also knew that it was going to be a great restaurant. But those were the known quantities. What I didn't know was the best part.

Just before we were to leave my wife Diane got a call on her cell. Then she quickly hung up and said, "He's here! Let's go!"

What did she mean, "He's here! Let's go!"? Well, out we walked from our front door and I could now see what see meant. Diane had hired a limo to take us to dinner. I had never even see the inside of a limo before, and now I was going to be riding in one to a fancy dinner. This was kind of a really nice surprise indeed, but it wasn't the whole surprise.

After we got in the limo the driver asked us where we wanted to go, and Diane quickly spoke up and told him the restaurant. And, away we went. We played with the sunroof, the stereo, the TV, and even popped open a bottle of the complimentary Champagne. As I was toasting Diane for such a fun surprise, she said, "Well buster, check this out!"

And, with that, Diane hiked up her skirt and revealed that she was sans-panties, and then she whispered, "And, my tits are bare naked under this thin cotton top too!" She then jiggled her cute little tits to prove it.

I hate to admit this, but I get an easy boner. It doesn't take much, and I already had a raging one within seconds as she revealed these naked little secrets to me. What does a guy do in this situation with a wife whose been planing such a hot evening. You guessed it--I poured her another glass of that bubbling Champagne.

Within about twenty minutes the car pulled up to the very front of our favorite fine dining restaurant. I was reaching for the door when Diane told me to hold on, and that she wanted the driver to get it instead. Sure enough, our driver came around and opened the door and Diane swung her legs around to get out and showed her entire pussy in the process. I thought she had just forgotten to be careful, but she looked back as she came to her feet and gave me a wink. My cock was throbbing and huge. When I stepped out I had to adjust that fucking thing to keep from walking into the restaurant looking like I had a Zucchini crammed in there. What does a guy do with a wife who is suddenly getting kind of nasty? Some guys might object, or tell their wives to shape up. I simple grabbed that girls hand and pulled her close as we walked inside to eat.

During dinner, Diane confessed to me that she hoped I didn't mind but that she sort of liked the idea of showing off a little. She told me that getting a guy or even a gal to catch a glimpse of her nudity really made her wet. She told me that the little bit of Champagne had helped, but that she had snuck a couple of shots of Brandy before we even left to get up the courage to be this nasty. The she said, "Watch baby, I'm gonna flash my tits to the busboy, and Don't try and stop me. This is making me so horny!"

Sure enough when the latin busboy came to remove our dishes, Diane leaned forward and squeezing her shoulders together, she really put her cleavage on display. But that wasn't all. She also scooted herself up in her chair and got the front of her top caught on the table, which served to pull it down. Out, one of her perfect little tits came, and he quickly covered it up, and said, "Oops, oh my, I' so embarrassed!"

The busboy saw the whole thing and was flustered. He finally did finish his job, and when he left I could see diane straining to see if he had a little latin fire growing in his pants. If I'm honest, I was looking too, and I think he actually did have a hard on. She had done it.

Diane leaned in toward me and said, "Does this bother you?"

I said, "No way honey! I'm loving it, and I can't wait to get you home. I think you need a spanking!"

Diane, said, "You don't have to even wait that long baby." And, with that we were out of there.

Diane again gave the driver a look as she got in and this time lingered as if it was difficult to get in the door. Diane is not fully shaven either, and her pussy was fully in view. I mean, the driver knew that she knew, and he was looking, and smiling too. I guess we shouldn't have been surprised that he had placed another bottle of Champagne at the ready with two fresh glasses. I think he wanted to see how far she would go, and I think he was ready for a little voyeuristic something himself. Perhaps it even happens all the time for him, who knows?

Once in the driver asked, "Home, or do you want to go somewhere else first?"

Diane again spoke up right away, ready to give the orders. "I think we want you to take us on a pretty evening drive first, and then take us home." And then she said, "And, can you keep the privacy screen up most of the way at least, if not all the way up?"

"Will do ma'am!" said the driver, and off we sped into the night.

Diane gulped down her entire first glass of, 'going home' Champagne, and then pulled off her top, grabbed her right tit and thrust it into my face. At home I often enjoy slowly suckling at her very sexy tits, but never has she so forced them upon me. While I sucked and licked her she reached for my hand and pulled it up under her dress, plating it on her wet cunt. She was soaking wet and oozing her sexiness onto her own thighs. I remember that when we dated and made out in front of her house she used to get wet like this, but never since, until tonight.

I stopped for a second and said, "What's getting you so fucking hot?"

Almost embarrassed, but excited to reveal Diane said, "Its all this showing my tits and pussy I guess. It really makes me feel nasty and slutty and horny inside."

Now, both my wife and I have jobs that would not make it possible for people to know about these kinds of things. Perhaps Diane has always held her inner exhibitionist in, and repressing her own sexual urges in this area, or perhaps she though I wouldn't approve, but tonight she was letting go, and I was in full approval from beginning to end.

After getting totally hot and bothered, Diane eve stood up without any clothes on at all and poked her head thru the sunroof. She was anxious about flashing her tits to the world, I could tell, but right before she got down, she popped herself upward and gave all who could see a little bit of a show. She slumped back down in her seat exhilarated, and said, "Baby, I wanna show my tits, but I'm not sure."

What does a guy do at this kind of crossroads? Hell, I gave her a full glass of liquid bubble courage, and said, "Honey, if it makes you horny, I'd go for it. Besides this may be your only chance."

Diane said, "Your right. Here I go!"

Then up and out of the limo she went tits-a-blazing. And, she didn't come down. Horn were honking. People were yelling, Diane was waving to some and pointing to others. It was crazy. Here hair blowing backward in the freeway wind, and her excitement all over her face.

She yelled down, "Honey, lick my pussy while I do this! I need you to play with it for me, I'm so horny!"

And, so I did. I fingered her and licked, and all at once she gushed cum all over my face. And that was a first. She juice on my cock all the time, but never while I gave here oral. By the way, it wasn't gross or anything. It was totally hot, and made me so horny I almost came without even being touched.

Diane finally came down from the sunroof and we started to fuck like we did when we were teenagers. Then I remembered as she was moaning, and I was moaning, that the driver was up there--only a thin layer of privacy glass between us. As I looked up, I could see Diane had been looking the whole time. She was intend on that driver hearing us fuck. She mounted me from the top and rode me grabbing at her tits and foundling them herself. She was putting on a show. I don't even thing the guy could see us too well back there, but the thought of his possible glimpses was really getting Diane off. She has never fucked so hard in our entire marriage. That bit of black glass was both a freeing agent, and a exhibitionists dream come true.

Once again, after the car stopped, Diane showed the driver her pussy upon getting out and then said thank you, and gave him a big hug. I wondered about that for a while. It was nice and it was okay with me, but a hug seemed kind of strange for a limo driver. A tip would have been more appropriate.

When we arrived home we were spent, but we did go up stairs and fuck again in more quiet and comfortable confines. After I came, and while my cock was shrinking up inside her warm well used pussy, I asked her, "Baby, do you think you should have hugged the driver instead of giving him a tip?"

Diane said, "No way, I hugged him to see if he had a hard on. I figured if he had a hard on, he already got enough of a tip!"

"And?" I questioned.

"Well" she said "You didn't see me give ham any cash did you?"

Oh my, my wife had felt another man's hard cock against her while I stood two feet away. Even this was making me horny again. And, I couldn't lie about it either, cause my cock was growing right there inside her already wet cunt.

Author's note: This is a true story, that occurred in April for my birthday. I had no idea, but my wife had paid about $200 for the limo experience. It was a weekday and the rates were far cheaper than the weekends. Many companies, we have found have all kinds of discounts and coupons, and specials that can make a three hour evening even cheaper. But no matter what, dollar for dollar, it was the best money Diane has ever spent since we wed almost 27 years ago. I re-fell in love with my hot and sexy wife again that night. I had forgotten how sexy she could be, and even found out a side of her that I never knew, but now really enjoy, her exhibitionism. If there are any guys reading this, I would encourage you to try renting a limo for you and your wife or girlfriend. Its way better than described, and don't forget your Champagne if its not provided. Champagne it a true 'underwear dissolver' if you know what I mean. Enjoy!



Limo Story



Steamy glances over the candlelight mean its time to pay the bill. You gesture to the waiter and he brings you the plate with the bill, you pay with cash leaving a nice handsome tip because you'd rather have your hands on my ass then wait for the change. 

We walk to the door; and, as you wish, your hand rests on my ass gently guiding me. You hold the door open for me, and I step out, turn my head and wink at the waiter, then blows him a kiss. His face immediately turns a bright red; he knew what all those moans were coming from our table. I laugh delightfully as we stroll towards the limo. You stop my laughter with a hard tongue thrusting kiss, licking the back of my throat, fucking my mouth with your tongue. Spanking my ass HARD as you do so, leaving me weak in the knees and heat radiating from my ass straight to my pussy. In seconds my pussy is wet, I moan out passionately as you continue kissing me. 

I reach toward your crotch, and you stop my hand, whispering in my ear. "Be a good little cumslut and ask your Master first."

Intake of breath purring out to you, "Oh please Master." 

You interrupt me by saying "Wait till we get to the Limo Lis, we were on the news last time remember?" 

You and I both laugh and walk to the driver who is standing opening the car door for us as we approach, he too has a smirking smile on his face. We smile lovingly at each other not caring what he saw or heard on the way to the restaurant. I bend over arching my back and spreading my legs a little farther than usual so you can get a quick peak at my cunt, wet and shiny in the moonlight as I step into the limo.

No verbal invitations are needed. You slide your fingers into me as you follow me back into the limo, removing them when I sit down next to you. You taste one finger, and before you can put the other finger into your mouth I reach out and grab your hand, bringing it straight into my awaiting mouth. I lick one side, then the other, my hot tongue tantalizing your finger as I did your cock earlier. I take your finger all the way into my mouth, suckling as it goes into my mouth. My bedroom eyes searing into yours, I know that you are ready for a replay. 

The car once again takes off, it isn't going back the same way we came...  I ask you as Zeppelin is playing on the Classic rock station. "So where are we going now?" 

I'm reach over to the bar opening the mini fridge to find a soda, water or something to drink.

I hear you say to me. "Babe, grab me a diet Pepsi will ya?" 

You massage my back in circles starting at the middle, then work your hand down to my low back, small circles, kneading your knuckles carefully because you know my tender spots so well. Then your hand reaches even lower as I scoot my ass up a bit to crouch on my hands and knees so I can grab the water and soda from the white box 4 feet in front of you.

"Yes Sir." I look back over my shoulder to you with a sweet sexy smile and sparkle in my eyes. 

I'm about to turn around and sit back in my seat when you pull my hair and tell me "Don't move."

I put the sodas back into the fridge as I feel my dress being raised to my waist, loving the soft silky feel of it against my body, thanking you again for such a perfect purchase. I am not expecting the loud smacking sound on my ass, or the stinging burning heat searing a path straight to my pussy. 

"Shush baby girl, I didn't give you permission to talk either, another outburst like that and I am going to have to stuff your mouth FULL of my thick hard cock." 

I feel you grab my ass cheeks, begin massaging them as your hips rub sideways back and forth against me, the head of your hard cock prods my neatly trimmed pussy lips. Sliding up to my sweet clit, you stop swaying back and forth when you feel how wet I am and hard my clit is. You grab your cock with your left hand still holding my hair in your right, you tug up on my hair a bit and my neck bends back, I arch my back so my ass rises up as I do the head of your cock gently rubs my clit, another hard smack across my ass and pussy lips this time, I moan out 

"Ow!" , then I think to myself, "more, oh yes more!" 

A seductive smile that you can't see is on my lips; you speak to me sternly. "I told you not to move, now be a good girl. " 

Your voice softens a bit. "Now listen to me, I will show you how good sluts get rewarded." 

You let go of your cock and pat my ass sweetly. 

I moan out in response to hearing those words from your lips cause I KNOW what awaits me. The heat ignites deep in my pussy, spreading through my pelvis, goose bumps all over my flesh and a devilish smile appears on your face that I can not see when you see the physical response your words bring to my body.

You truly do have control over my body, this pleases you immensely, and your fingers slide between my moistness.

You tell me "Get down on your elbows." 

I immediately obey, now on my knees and elbows, you let my hair go and it splits in two ways cascading down over my shoulders onto the dark blue carpet on each side of my arms. You bend down and start to kiss my ass cheeks. Licking then kissing, the scent of me mixed with Eternity wafts into your nares. The kisses and licks trail you've been making takes you to the crack of my ass. You bury your nose in my crack, your tongue glides, you smell our previous lovemaking and this sends sparks to your loins. Your cock throbs, I moan out softly as I feel your hot wet tongue find my tight asshole. 

I think to myself I had no clue what intense pleasure was till I met you. Your thumb is penetrating my pussy now, going in and out, in and out as your index finger skillfully finds my clit, making firm circles, nice and slow just like your thumb. Your tongue slides down my ass, your hot breath and words tease my sweet smelling cunt. 

"I am going to make you feel sooo good baby girl" you say to me before your tongue finds my entrance and probes inside. Licking up the free flowing juices, your finger and thumb continue the pace, sexy whimpers of pleasure escape my lips. 

I lower my head to rest on my hands folded in front of me, my hips rocking, closing my eyes now, I can feel myself getting close to climaxing. Your finger feels my clit start to swell, my love box getting hotter and tighter, you want your timing to be perfect, your dual pacing quickens as your tongue glides back to my asshole, taking the taste of my sweetness with you. Your pointed tongue begins to bore itself into my ass, in and out now with the same pace as your finger and thumb is. Cock is throbbing, wanting so much to be inside me. You continue pleasing me, patiently waiting knowing how close I am, you stop tongue fucking my asshole for a moment to tell me in your sexiest voice. 

"I love you princess, cum for me baby, be a good girl and cum for me sweetheart, cum on, cum for me baby" 

You know this is going to instantly bring me to the edge, you make sure my asshole is nice and wet. Your tongue leaves saliva on it as you lift your face and your torso rises, and hand guides your rock hard throbbing cock to the entrance of my essence. The pace quickens now even faster, you wait to hear me start to climb.

"Oh, Oh, Oh, gawd, Oh gawd, don't stop oh don't stop," moans loudly Oh God Master." 

That was all you needed to hear, you THRUST your throbbing cock DEEP inside me as you feel my pussy squeezing and convulsing spasms of ecstasy, a very long orgasms starts the instant your cock entered me. My moans are LOUD now and you know how intense I am cumming by my screams. This drives you wild, and you begin to fuck me harder and faster as I cum all over your thick hard cock 

"Oh my god!"

You fuck my pussy wildly, in and out, in and out, in and out, each thrust harder, you can feel yourself starting to get close as you listen to my wailings of passion 

"More, more don't stop more" then, "Oh, oh, oh!" 

You slide your cock out of my pussy, placing your plump dripping head on my asshole. You plunge three fingers inside me and while I'm still riding waves of pleasure, you slowly place your cock inside me. I'm still moaning out loudly, you begin to pump my sweet ass, in slow, out slow. You can feel me starting to relax, to loosen up slightly, the tightness of my anus squeezes you, you moan out loud. 

"Oh baby, Oh Lisa." You pump me a little bit faster now because you are confident it wont hurt me. The pleasure is soo intense for you, you know you are going to blow soon, you hear me beg to you.

"Please cum all over my face Master, god I want your hot cum splashed all over my face, please Master Sir." 

The sounds of my pleadings cause you intense heat, and you can feel the wave riding up. You knead your fingers and hands into the soft flesh of my ass, fucking me harder and faster, riding the waves of pleasure up higher and higher. 

You instruct me "Ok, Lis, get ready to turn around." You are on the edge; you pull your cock out. I turn around quickly, you stroke your cock firmly and fast aiming at my outstretched tongue, sexy bedroom eyes looking up at you filled with desire, your hot cum shoots onto my tongue, filling my opened mouth, splashes my cheeks, my eyes, you moan out in pleasure.

"Ohhh Yes, that's a good girl, suck all of my love. Swallow all my cum like a good little cumslut" 

I swallow the load you shot me, my hand goes up and strokes out the last of your hot cum, my tongue licks you clean, my eyes smile up into yours. 

"I love you" you say to me softly, you pull me up to you, hold my face with your hands, look deeply into my eyes 

"I love you to Master" then you kiss me so tenderly so passionately my heart melts into yours...... the limo stops. 

Lady Ariele Copyright May 2002 



Limo Taxi



I saw her on the corner trying to flag a cab. She had her hair up in a high pony tail, a red dress that hugged her curves, came down to the middle of her thighs and had a deep V-neck with no sleeves. On her feet were red 4 inch stilettos. 

"Roger, you see that lady in red on the corner?" 

"Yes, sir..." 

"You know what to do." 

"Yes, sir." 

Roger pulled my limo over to the curb in front of her. I lowered my tinted window, and with my best smile, 

"Need a ride?" 

She smiled back but was a little hesitant. I opened my door and slid over to let her in. But I had to smile wider before she finally thought I was probably safe enough. 

"Where to Ms.?" 

"Franklin and 2nd, please. Thank you." 

"Roger?" 

"Yes, sir." The glass divider and my window went up as we pulled out onto the street and started driving. 

She looked small, sitting there on the leather seat of my limo. She glanced over at the seat opposite her to see a box that was wrapped in ribbon. She studied the box with confusion. But before she could speak or react, I reached over to her far side, and turned her over quickly, her knees landing on the limo floor, her belly pressed against the seat and her face smashed into the soft leather seat back. Within seconds I had a strap that resembled the middle seat belt around her and buckled. I pulled tight, pressing her further into the chair, her neck craned up and to the right, her knees dug into the floor, and her back arching forward, further into the chair, forcing her ass up high. 

A look of horror and fear crossed her face, as she tried to reach for the buckle release. I grabbed her wrists and brought them back behind the small of her back. I had had the strap custom made, with wrist restraints made to slide along the strap. I put her wrists into the restraints, her forearms ending up parallel to each other and the floor. 

She started yelling obscenities, but I just smiled at her. The limo also had leg restraints bolted to the wall under the seat, so I fastened those around her thighs, with a little more positioning, forcing her ass even higher. She started to cry, but still kept up her shouting. 

I reached over to the box, and pulled out a pair of scissors. I opened and closed them a couple times to hear the sheering metal. This made her quiet down as more fear seamed to pour out of her. I slowly started cutting her dress, careful not the hurt the flesh underneath. Up and over her ass, I could see she was wearing a black lacey thong. I continued, and when reaching her arms, I lifted them up to get them and the harness over her back out of the way. After cutting enough from underneath, I put her arms down and continued cutting up her back, carefully moving her hair out of the way. She also wore a matching black lacey bra. 

I finally cut the top of her dress and it just sat there revealing the middle of her back, her skin shone nicely in the dim light. I quickly cut the shoulder straps of the dress and the straps and back of her bra. I moved my focus to her thong, which I slowly pulled out of her ass, which made her whimper, and I cut that strip of cloth, leaving the waist band intact. I let the cut strip hang down between her legs revealing her ass hole and cunt to the air. 

I put the scissors away and pulled out a dildo and some KY, all while looking at her luscious skin and ass. I set the dildo and KY on the seat next to her, within her field of vision, and I saw her tense up as I slowly pulled my shirt off. 

"Please let me go..." She exasperated. She struggled a little more, but knew she wasn't going anywhere. 

Without saying anything I picked up the dildo and KY, and started lubing it up, didn't want her to tear. I set the KY down and played with her pussy lips with the dildo. She started crying again. I slowly massaged her pussy lips then began to insert it into her, weather she was ready or not. It wasn't large but it wasn't small either, her lips spread apart and the dildo met with a little resistance, as her pussy walls adjusted to take in the size. 

She inhaled slightly and I pushed the dildo in a little more before pulling it out all the way. She reacted with a whimper, and I knew that I had her. I pushed the dildo back in, a little further and she inhaled again, her breathing starting to pick up. I stroked it in and out a few more times until the resistance was practically gone. She juices were flowing and dripping down to the limo floor. 

I shoved the dildo back in and left it there as I grabbed a second smaller dildo. I lubed up this second one, and then started playing with her ass hole with it. She reacted by tensing up, her back straining against the seat belt, her pussy gripping the first dildo tighter. 

"No, not that. I've never done anal, and don't want to, please..." 

I ignored her and slowly inserted the second dildo into her ass. A lot slower than the first, to allow her muscles to stretch and not tear. After a good couple inches, I pushed the first dildo further into her pussy, stretching out her lips and walls, and then pushed the second dildo further into her ass, again stretching. Back and forth alternating between the two, until it seamed like neither would go any further. I began pulling out and pushing in alternating dildos, massaging her pelvic muscles slowly and methodically. Her eyes had finally closed as she concentrated on the sensations happening in her lower orifices. 

I shoved the second dildo deep into her ass at the same time I quickly pulled out the first dildo from her pussy, she gasped and pulled her eyes open. Leaving the dildo in her ass, taking the first in my hand, I used my other hand to center her head so that the bottom of her chin rested on the seat back, her nose pointed up into the air, her back arched achingly with her pony tail hanging freely to her shoulder blades. Her tears had streaked her eye liner and mascara down her cheeks, and she looked on the verge of tears again. 

I placed the first dildo, covered with KY and her cunt juices, on her beautiful lips, but her jaw wouldn't open. I tried lightly prying her lips open, but couldn't get past her teath. I brought my other hand up in front of her, my thumb and index finger pressing either side of her jaw, like I was prying a dog from a tennis ball. She tried to clench her jaw to keep it closed. I pushed forward, my belly pushing the second dildo a little further into her ass, and the bulge of my dick in my pants pressing into her ass cheeks, either pain or pleasure made her wince, and her jaw came open. I quickly inserted the first dildo into her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. Surprisingly she didn't gag. Her jaw strained around the dildo, her neck looked like it would break at any second. I pushed the dildo in further, and I could see her wind pipe bulge. I pulled it out a little, not wanting to suffocate her, but kept it between her teeth. 

I pulled down my pants and underwear, and my rock hard dick sprung out. I slowly inserted myself into her pussy and felt her shiver. I was a little bigger than the first dildo, so her walls had to adjust more. My thrusts were slow and rhythmic. One hand reached for the dildo in her mouth, while my other hand held the dildo in her ass. I prodded her with all three, slowly, in no particular order, making sure that the dildo in her mouth didn't cut off her air for too long at a time. She started gasping for air every time she could, as I suffocated her for longer and longer durations. All this kept her tense, and I could feel her pussy walls squeezing in on me as she tried to stay alive, trying to buck in her harnesses. 

She gagged a couple times and I realized she was loosing control of her reflex. I stopped pushing the dildo into her throat and kept it in her mouth between her teeth again, concentrating on fucking her. I still moved the dildo in and out of her ass, and still fucked her slowly. 

I quickened my pace a little and felt the heat build in her pussy. Her breathing grew more controlled, but huskier. Ramming deeper made her moan around the dildo. I thrusted and thrusted, my belly now pushing the dildo deeper into her ass each time. Her shivers returned, and she closed her eyes. After a few more pumps I felt her cum, her back convulsing, straining against the belt in one direction, almost snapping in two in the other direction. With the convulsions came a choppy exhale, almost a guttural chuckle. 

When she stopped moving, I quickly pulled out my dick and both dildos, threw them on the floor, unbuckled the belt and one thigh, but left the other thigh and her arms constrained. I pulled her around to one side so that she faced me, and I pulled the cut dress, the bra and her high heels off of her and threw them out of the sun roof that opened momentarily and closed again, so that she was sitting there looking at me dazed with nothing but a cut thong. Her breasts were perfect, perky and thrust out because her arms were held behind her. I knelt with one knee on the seat and brought my throbbing member just a foot away from those beautiful boobs. I started stroking, the KY and cunt juices supplied enough lube. I looked at her as she watched me masturbate, my hand pumping the entire length of my shaft. 

She started to come forward, her lips forming an O, but I pushed her back and she licked her lips. I kept pumping, my cock growing and building with a terrible intent to release. She gave out a husky exhale and I came, squirting onto her chin at first, but I aimed the rest onto her breasts, the hot cream started to drip between her mounds, but turned sticky after awhile. I kept squirting, trying to hit her nipple, trying to cover as much breast as possible. My last amount of cum dribbled out of me, and she quickly came forward to lap it up and clean off my head before I could react. 

I pushed her back again and pulled up my underwear and pants. 

"Roger." 

The car pulled over and came to a stop as I released her other thigh, and her arms. Without her dress, she was reluctant to step out, so I opened the door for her and pushed her out with a big smile. 

"Franklin and 2nd, Ms." 

We left her there, sitting on her ass with nothing on but a cut thong, and my cum on her chest.



Limousine



It was a Saturday night in late September. The Colorado night air was pleasantly cool. My husband and I had spoken with our friend Ray some time back about one of his fantasies. Well, we got together with his wife Sue and planned to make it happen.

We rented a super stretch limousine and were cruising downtown Denver. Sue and I had spent the day at the spa getting pampered and were ready to finish it off with a wild night on the town. We had gone shopping a few days before with our husbands and picked out some very sexy and revealing clothes. Tonight was the night to show them off!

As we cruised around, we started to look over the many amenities the limo had to offer. Long soft seats...easily room enough for 12, a fully stocked bar, mood lighting, Two huge sunroofs, a TV and VCR and the all important privacy window between the driver and us. 

We did a celebratory round of shots and then Anthony and Ray made us some drinks. I had an amaretto sour and Sue had her favorite... a margarita. Then the guys cracked open a few beers. We talked about our recent investment that we had just cashed in on and laughed about how scared Ray was to tell his old boss he was leaving after more than 13 years in the business. We talked about what the future would hold and how much fun we would have celebrating over the next few months. 

We decided to stop at a strip club where we had first met them. The night we had met them was actually the first time Anthony and I had been to a strip club together. It was a somewhat seedy joint, but one of the few places in town that you could let it all hang out. On Saturdays they had male and female strippers and a dance floor. On the edge of the dance floor there was a stage where Sue and I had danced together and bared it all on several occasions... getting the guys all excited...and our husbands too. We had both won the amateur topless contest there, making our husbands proud.

For old time's sake, we had a round of shots and hit the stage. Sue and I got pretty wild. We were instantly swarmed by men wielding fistfuls of dollar bills. Even though we had just become incredibly wealthy, we gladly accepted their tips with the snap of a G-string! We got especially wild that night. I have felt there has always been a little sexual tension between us, but being friends, we were always cautious not to jeopardize our friendship. We started rubbing up against each other...just for the sake of driving the guys wild...of course. But there was a moment that our lips almost met. 

So, after getting and giving our fair share of thrills, it was back to the waiting limo. I have to say I had that uninhibited feeling brought on by a few too many drinks and a lot of sexual desire. The limo pulled out and we headed back into the area they call Lodo. By this time, the streets were full of partygoers. Mostly college aged. We had to do the typical stand up out of the sunroof thing. When we did, all of the guys were whistling and yelling. Anthony popped up in between us to see what was happening. Then I saw Ray pop up out of the other sunroof with his favorite toy in hand...the video camera. Sue and I both kissed Anthony on the cheek and then another group of partiers was yelling encouragement to the lucky guy in the middle of these half-naked girls. 

Then we heard another person yell "show us your tits!" Sue and I looked at each other and then out came the boobs! Ray getting it all on tape of course. Then we popped back inside giggling. Ray and Sue started getting a little frisky...as did Anthony and I. Then I dropped down on my knees, unzipped Anthony's pants and pulled out his already VERY Hard cock. I started sucking it. I looked to my side to see Sue was doing the same with Ray. Then Anthony laughed. I looked up again and saw Ray was filming us. I realized I had never been filmed by anyone else and found it so erotic. I was so wet.

Then, Ray started to undress Sue. Right down to her matching thong and bra. She is in incredible shape. About 5'5" with a slim but very muscular build, beautiful tan skin, blonde hair, and perfect set of firm round breasts. A body that any man, or woman, would love to take pleasure from. Then, they slid to the very back of the limo and Ray rolled down the tinted window. 

There was a group of guys waiting to cross the street. Of course a few of them had to show off and yell when they saw the window open. Then when they saw Sue looking out, they started to give the typical "hey baby", followed by telling her how badly she needed a guy like one of them. There was one of them who gave an apologetic look and shrugged his shoulders and said "sorry, they are all trashed". Ray leaned toward the open window and motioned him over. The guy nervously walked toward the limo, apologizing some more and saying he did not want any trouble. Ray assured him it was ok. The others cheered him on and kept yelling about their large dicks etc. Their embarrassed friend turned around and flipped them off. As the guy approached the window, he was surprised to see what Sue was wearing, or should I say NOT WEARING. Ray opened the door and asked him to get in. He didn't budge. Ray said "Listen, there is a half naked beautiful woman right here who wants you to get in...you know you will regret this tomorrow if you do not...not to mention what your friends over there are gonna say."

The guy looked at Sue who nodded and grabbed her breasts and licked one of her nipples (her trademark move)...and then he looked at his friends who began cheering again. He then just hopped in. Ray took a seat by us, video camera by his side. He then asked the guy what he thought of Sue. The guy was still looking shocked to see all of us. Ray said it was ok, and then asked him again. The guy said, "she is totally hot, of course!". Ray asked him if he has ever had a woman like her. He hesitated and then said no. Then Ray asked him if he would like to. The guy said, "come on... pull over... you are just fucking with me." Then, Sue put her hand on his thigh and Ray asked him once again. The guy said "I would be nuts if I said no". Then Ray said, "well, go ahead."

The guy looked at Sue nervously. She slid her hand further up his thigh. He then reached a hand out towards her breast and lightly touched it. Then he looked back nervously at us. "Nice?" asked Ray. "Yes, very..." he said. "Well, there is more." Ray responded. "Go ahead". He then leaned over and cupped Sue's breast in his hand and pulled down her bra. She pulled his head towards her chest and he began to suck and lick her breast. She then reached back down and began to undo his belt and unzip his pants.

He sprung out of his pants fully erect. Sue then ripped them down around his ankles and jumped on to his lap straddling him. He was frozen. She then took off her bra and offered her breasts to him again. This time he grabbed them with both hands and started to suck and lick with a passion. Then he leaned forward and pushed her back on the seat across from him. He yanked her panties down and plunged his face between her legs. He began to lick her wet pussy and Sue moaned with pleasure. Anthony nudged me and I looked to see Ray smiling and he looked down on the seat. 

I followed his gaze and saw the red light on the video camera was on. He was getting it all on tape! My attention was brought back to the action as I heard Sue squeal with pleasure. She orgasmed hard. Her face was flush and her body was already glistening with sweat. She was holding him by the hair, shoving his face deep into her. Then, when she finished, she threw him back on the seat behind him. His face was red and he was gasping for air. Ray then threw him a condom. He unwrapped it as fast as he could...fumbling and nervous. Not even noticing that Ray was now looking through the viewfinder of the camera catching it all.

He slid the condom on and Sue was all ready turned around and bent over, inviting him to take her from behind. He brought his hips up behind her and in a single motion thrust his cock deep into her. She leaned back into him and moaned again. He then began to pump fast and furiously. Sweat dripping off his brow. You could smell the sex in the limo. He did not last more than a minute or two and erupted into orgasm with a grunt. He shook with pleasure. Then he slowly leaned back on the seat. His head cleared a bit and then he started to realize what he just did... and that once again, he was not alone. He looked back at us nervously and said "Hi, I am Mark... um... thank you." "No, thank you" Sue said. The limo then came to a stop. We were back at the corner where we had picked him up. "Your welcome" Ray said. "I am sure you will be the envy of all your friends now."

He then opened the door and slid out. There was a bit more spring in his step as he walked off to find his friends. We shut the door and drove off.

Anthony poured us a round of shots (and a glass of water for Sue to wash it down) and we toasted to Ray's fantasy. We then drove around together for a while...laughing...drinking... and laughing some more. It did not feel real. It was something you read or fantasize about, but never experience. Well, we just did.

Anthony then said, "Wow, Ray's fantasy has been fulfilled. Now, what else is there? Time to think of a new fantasy to fulfill?" Then, I do not know where it came from, the alcohol, or the intense sexual desire I was feeling, but I heard myself say, "Its my turn!" Everyone looked at me and I felt a little embarrassed. I could not say anything else. Anthony said, "so, tell us what you want." Just as I was about to say it, I heard someone say, "Excuse me?"

We turned around. The limo was stopped at a red light and we had one of the windows down. Two couples were standing outside and one of the ladies asked again "Excuse me, but could you tell us how to find a place called Sing Sing?" 

"Of course," Anthony said. "It happens to be one of our favorite places! How about we give you a ride there!" The couples looked at each other and the woman replied "Really? That would be great!" So, they crawled in and sat down. They looked surprisingly at Sue who had only had enough time to get back into her bra and panties. One of the ladies said, "hmmm, looks like you are having some fun tonight!" We all said at the same time, "Oh yeah!"

At that time I was noticing how attractive the four of them were. A leggy blonde in a short skirt, a brunette in some tight black pants and two dark haired guys who seemed to be in pretty good shape. Ray then said, "we have been celebrating tonight." One of the guys said, "Yeah, looks like it." Then one of the ladies laughed and said, "looks like you have been having lots of fun" as she held up the condom wrapper that she found on the seat. "Looks like we missed the fun. Too bad." She said with a grin. Ray replied, "we were just getting started. Want to join us?" She said, "hmmm, we like two have fun." Then I noticed she had her hands between her legs and she was lightly touching herself. 

She leaned over and kissed the man she was with, then turned around and said, "yes, we like to have fun" as she kissed the other woman next to her. Wow, this is going to get wild, I thought. Then, she pulled off her tight little black top and hiked up her skirt. She was wearing a little silver thong that she quickly slipped off as she leaned back on the seat. Her girlfriend then knelt down and put her face in her pussy. She looked at Ray and said, "well, aren't you going to tape this?" Ray lifted the camera and started rolling. One of the other guys moved behind the kneeling woman and slipped down her tight stretchy pants. He rubbed her pussy, spreading the moisture around. He then undid his pants, pulled out his cock and began to rub the tip around her swollen lips.

The blonde was moaning with pleasure. I would guess this was not the first time she had been intimate with her friend. It made me think about what I was about to say before we were interrupted by these two couples. I wondered if I would ever get the courage again to say it. But then, my attention was drawn back to the couples. The other guy had his dick out and was stroking it. The blonde reached over to help. In her position it was a little difficult for her to reach him. She looked at Sue and said, "got a free hand?"

Sue smiled and slowly reached over and began to stroke his stiff rod. She then leaned forward and took it into her mouth. As she bent over and sucked his dick, I could not help but notice her ass as she bent over. I looked and realized Ray and Anthony were looking at the same thing. Ray handed Anthony the camera and leaned forward and started to rub her with his hand. Pulling her panties aside, exposing her wet pussy as he penetrated it with his fingers. She continued to suck the man's cock, stroking it with her hand simultaneously. 

At that moment, the blonde began to climax. Her friend was licking her pussy and flicking her tongue while exposing her clit with her hand. The other man was still pounding her hard from behind. I began to touch myself through my clothes. I was so wet. This whole thing was so intoxicating. It was almost too much to take in. I saw the bulge in Anthony's pants. I knew he was feeling as horny as I was. The blonde continued to moan. She was convulsing and shaking with pleasure. She started moaning encouragement to her friend, "oh yeah, eat my pussy. Eat my pussy." The man doing her friend from behind began to tense up. He then grunted "oh fuck, I am gonna cum!" 

I watched as he shot his load into the brunette. The blonde was breathing heavily and still twitching with pleasure from the after affects of her orgasm. Then, Sue leaned back on the seat and opened her legs, inviting the man to fuck her. I realized he did not have a condom, so I pulled one out and gave it to him. He slowly slipped it on... he liked me watching him do it. He then kept looking at me as he leaned forward and slid his shaft into Sue's pussy. He began to thrust it in and out. He was staring at me the whole time. Sue grabbed his ass and pulled him in hard. Then, the blonde leaned forward put her head in Sue's lap. She began to lick Sue's cunt as the stranger fucked her. He then began to pick up the pace....still looking at me. His expression began to change. His face tightened. He was getting close to orgasm. He then shut his eyes and arched back. He pulled out his cock and the blonde yanked off his condom and began licking his head. Sue grabbed his cock and jacked him off as he shot his load into the blonde's mouth. She tried to catch it all, but some dripped down her chin and started to run down his cock. She eagerly licked it all up as best she could. 

Ray then leaned over and kissed Sue. She said "I am not done yet, and neither are you!" She pulled Ray up on the seat and he knelt over her. She slowly undid his belt and unzipped his pants. She pulled out his dick and delicately held his balls in her hand. She then flicked the end of her tongue lightly over his balls. His cock stiffened even more. Then she swallowed as much of his dick as she could. She began bobbing her head up and down on him. Just as he looked as if he was going to climax, she stopped. She then bent over. Kneeling down the length of the seat at the far end of the limo. Ray came up behind her and started to lick her up and down. 

Anthony looked at me and grinned. I then saw his hand move for the door. He hit the switch for the window and the window that Sue was next to went down. She looked back at us like we did something naughty...and then smiled. As the limo came to a stop at the next light, we saw a huge crowd outside near a popular sports bar. People looked at the flashy super stretch limo and some of the people who were standing close by said "Hey, look! She is naked! And that guy is eating her pussy!" A few people came closer and a couple who was looking a little tipsy got pretty close and peeked in. Then, the woman said, "damn, that is hot! Thanks for the show. I guess I owe you one!" And she lifted up her top and fondled her breasts. The crowd cheered and the limo slowly started to take off. As it did, some people followed. A guy, who was walking near the window staring the whole time, seized his opportunity. He reached in as he was jogging next to the car and started to fondle Sue's breasts. She got a kick out of it, and Ray stopped momentarily to watch. Then the Limo rounded the corner and picked up speed and the man slipped away. 

Ray knelt behind Sue and began to fuck her. He squeezed her ass as he pounded it. He fucked her harder and faster. He slapped her on the ass and followed it with another squeeze. She rocked back and forth. She then pulled away and turned around and threw him back into the seat. She mounted him and proceeded to grind her hips up and down and back and forth. Ray reached around and started to play with her ass. As he did, Sue began to grind harder. Then, Ray plunged his finger into her ass and Sue went wild. She came so hard. She grabbed Ray by the shirt and banged him hard. She cried out in ecstasy. Wow was it getting me hot. She leaned all the way back, holding herself up by the tight grip on Ray's shirt as she pressed her hips tight against him. When she did, her head ended up in my lap. She was looking right up at me as she came. My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest. She just hung there, soaking in every last feeling of pleasure that she could. 

Then out of no where, she sprung up and stood up out of the sunroof and bent over leaning on the roof of the limo with her breasts exposed. She looked down at Ray and said "fuck me in the ass!" Ray stood up and held is cock tightly in his hand. He rubbed it around on her pussy to get it nice and wet and then slowly guided it into her ass. He then began to pump it in and out while they were exposed from the waist up out of the roof of the limo. It did not take long until Ray was ready to cum. Then Sue came back down and took his cock in her hands and worked it with her hand as she stuck it in between her tits. Ray came with a groan. Sue kept stroking his shaft as she rubbed it all over her breasts. The cum hungry blonde leaned over once again and began to lick it from Sue's chest. Then Ray came back down from outer space and collapsed on the seat. He looked quite satisfied.

Then everyone sat back and sighed. We all looked at each other and began to giggle. We then realized that we were only a few blocks from Sing Sing when we picked the other couples up. Ray asked the limo driver on the intercom if he knew how to get there. He said "yes sir, but when I parked in front, no one got out. Folks outside were noticing that the limo was rocking, so I have been circling the place for the last 20 minutes. Would you like me to stop now?" "Yeah, sorry" Ray replied. We all laughed hysterically and heard the drivers reply over the intercom "hey, no problem. It's your buck."

We said goodbye to the couples. Told them about PT's and said that we hoped to run into them some Saturday in the future. Then watched them walk away. I felt like I was in a different world, yet when I looked out the window I saw all these familiar places. 

We poured a few more drinks. It was silent. We all just looked around. It appeared I was not the only one who felt that way. It was quiet for a moment. I think we were all running everything back over in our minds. WOW, what a night. Then, I thought about my fantasy. I looked at Anthony and he grinned. He knew what I was thinking. I just could not muster up the courage... I looked at Ray & Sue. I thought back on all the conversations we'd had in the past. Sharing our experiences and fantasies. I remembered how excited I used to get talking about it with them. 

Once late at night at their house, online typing at the computer, or one evening when we were all at a restaurant and forgot that there were other people who must have heard a little of our sexually explicit conversations. Of course, the night always ended with Anthony and I going home and having passionate sex. It was really a good spark for our sex lives. I thought how comfortable I was around them... taking the pictures of Sue and I nude and posting them on the net, or the infamous lap dance with Ray at the club, why was I so nervous? Its not like they were gonna laugh at me. I threw back the rest of my drink. I then looked at everyone, took a deep breath and.... 




Limousine: Around Atlanta



Limousine: Around Atlanta

"Where has she gone?" David wondered to himself. His wife, Beth, left their table shortly after they arrived at Opera and had not returned. She had been gone nearly an hour now. Luckily, he had not been bored. There were plenty of people to watch. Nevertheless, David had become concerned about his wife's welfare. He held his glass at a slant and studied the rest of his Glenlivet, which he drank neat. Downing the rest of it, he placed his glass in the center of the cocktail napkin with the intent of looking for Beth.

"David, I want you to meet someone." It was Beth's voice. David looked up to see Beth standing beside an attractive blond--haired woman. She was a few inches shorter than his statuesque wife and lean. Her breasts were small, what David called "teacup" size, but they matched her body well.

"This is Karen. I met her in the ladies room. We've been having a very interesting conversation at the bar." Beth continued her introduction.

David was intrigued. He stood and said, "I'm glad to meet you, Karen. Won't you join us?" David pulled back the chair beside him for his wife and she sat. He then pulled back another chair beside Beth for their new acquaintance.

"Would you like a drink? I was just about to order another scotch." David asked Karen politely. He saw no reason to tell his wife he was just about to look for her.

"Thank you. I've been drinking Salty Dogs." Karen replied.

"How about you, baby? Would you like to have something to drink?" David asked his wife with a smile.

"I'll have a frozen strawberry daiquiri," Beth returned her husband's smile. David wondered what his wife was up to. He signaled the waitress, and soon everyone had their selected libation in hand.

"Whatever have you two been discussing for the past hour?" David began in an effort to satisfy his curiosity.

"Nothing but girl talk, baby!" Beth interjected.

Resigned to the conclusion he was not going to find out anything until his wife was ready, David nursed his drink and made small talk his wife and their new acquaintance. When they finished their drinks, David asked, "Would either of you like another drink? I'm afraid I have reached my limit of two this evening, so I won't be joining you for another round." 

"Its loud in here," Beth raised her voice above the music, "and the smoke is beginning to get to me. Why don't we go someplace we can talk? Is the limo outside?"

"It certainly is. Where do you want to go?" David asked.

"No place in particular. I just want a quite place to talk and to get some fresh air. Is that okay?" Beth offered.

"Of course, sexy!" David smiled. He stood, reached into his pocket for his money clip, and left an appropriate tip for the waitress. Motioning with his hand toward the door, David said with mock chivalry, "After you, ladies."

Beth, Karen and David left the club. In the parking lot, David signaled the limo driver. He parked the car in the valet area and opened the passenger door for the two ladies. David thought he saw the driver flash a too familiar smile at Beth. As he entered the limousine behind the ladies, he instructed the driver to drive around Atlanta for a while.

"Very well, sir," the driver responded formally and closed the door behind David.

The long car left the parking lot without any destination. The ladies sat beside each other on the seat facing the front of the car. David sat on the seat opposite the ladies. After several minutes of listening to small talk and laughter between his wife and their new friend, David's could not contain his curiosity.

"So, what have you ladies been discussing?" David opened the conversation.

"Ohhh, we've been bad," Beth answered her husband. Karen giggled, leaned in toward Beth and grabbed her right arm.

"Yeah? What have you been doing?" David probed.

"We've been talking . . . Karen wants to lick my pussy, don't you?" Beth turned her head toward Karen, who was still holding top of Beth's arm in both hands and had laid her head on her shoulder.

"Uh huuhh," Karen intoned. She rubbed her hand in a slow circle on the flat of Beth's chest and giggled again. "I want to lick her pussy, . . . suck on her clit . . . and show her what I can do for her."

Beth adjusted her position on the seat and asked, "What else?"

"I want . . .," Karen began slowly and looked at David. "I want you to fuck me in the ass while I lick Beth's pussy . . .. That was Beth's idea!" Karen sat up as she finished her statement.

Now it was David's turn to squirm. His dick started to harden. "Well, well, you ladies have been bad. I'm not even going to ask how this conversation started."

"Karen was complaining about her boyfriend in the bathroom and said, 'I just need a good pussy!'" Beth began.

"Yeah, and Beth said, 'I got a good pussy.'" Karen took over the story. "Beth invited me over to the bar to talk about it."

"I told her about my fantasy of watching you fuck someone in the ass," Beth took over the explanation.

"She told me about you, and said y'all had a limousine we could ride around in. By the time it was over, I said 'what the hell?' and now . . . here we are!" The pitch of Karen's voice rose as she finished the story.

Karen turned toward Beth and, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, kissed Beth. Beth returned the kiss, and they kissed again. With a broad smile, David sank back into the seat to watch. Karen brought her right hand up to Beth's left tit. They kissed again. More small kisses. Karen dropped her hand and moved it under Beth's short skirt. She rubbed Beth through her thong. Already it was soaked with her juices. Beth slid down into the seat and spread her legs to give Karen better access to her moo. Karen rubbed Beth's pussy in circles centering on her clit. She started with light pressure in slow circles and increased the pressure as she rubbed faster. 

Karen slid from the seat beside Beth and knelt between her open legs. Karen leaned forward and kissed Beth again. With her hands on both sides of Beth's hips, Karen lifted her skirt. Beth raised her hips slightly and the material slipped over her buttocks up to her waist. Karen grasped the narrow sides of Beth's black thong and pulled them past her hips. Beth lifted first her left then right foot to allow Karen to completely remove her thong. As Karen bent to the side to pull the thong off Beth's right foot, David could see his wife's juices glistening on her lips. He rubbed himself a little harder.

Parting Beth's knees with her hands, Karen kissed the inside of her right thigh. She kissed her left thigh. Then, leaving a trail of kisses up her left thigh, she reached Beth's sopping wet pussy. Beth reached down and spread the lips of her cunt with the index and middle fingers of her right hand. Karen flattened her tongue and broadly licked Beth's pussy from her taint to her clit. Beth moaned appreciatively.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah . . ." Beth leaned her head back and closed her eyes with pleasure. "That feels soooo good!"

Karen kissed and nibbled the outer lips of Beth's pussy. Periodically, she sucked one or the other of her pussy lips into her mouth and rolled it with her lips. Having generously lavished the attention of her lips and tongue on Beth's dripping cunt, Karen flicked the bottom of her hole with the end of her tongue before plunging its entire length into her. Over and over she forced the length of her tongue between the folds of Beth's lips. Curling the tip of her tongue up, she drug it along the top of her canal. Just as her tongue reached the entrance to Beth's pussy, she flicked it up against her clit. Memorized David continued to unconsciously rub his fully hard dick through his pants as he watched the two hot women before him. 

"Oh fuck, you lick pussy so good!" Beth moaned, her head still pressed against the back of seat with her eyes closed. Beth's words jolted David out of his trace. He remembered the second part of the fantasy.

As Karen flattened her tongue and began to grind it against Beth's cit, David leaned back against his seat and pushed his pants and underwear to the floor of the car. Kneeling behind Karen, he pushed her skirt up and removed her thong. Although she assisted in removing her thong, Karen's focus on Beth's pussy did not flag. David rubbed the fingers of his right hand down the cleft of Karen's ass, past her taint and into her steamy, wet pussy. He rubbed the nub of her clit back and forth many timed before allowing three of his fingers to plunge into the depths of Karen's pussy. 

"Oh god, Karen, keep licking! I want you to make me cum!" Beth encouraged Karen as she watched her husband finger--fuck Karen. "That's it, lick my pussy good!"

Beth reached into her purse and tossed a small bottle of Astro-Glide lubricant to her husband. David deftly opened the bottle with one hand. Dropping a small amount on the tips of the fingers of his right hand, David massaged the liquid onto Karen's puckered, brown hole. When it seemed pliable, he inserted a finger into her ass. Karen moaned. She stopped licking Beth only long enough to look back at David. Returning her brief look, David inserted two fingers into her ass.

"Ohhhhhhh, ohh . . .," Karen moaned as she turned back to Beth's clit.

Satisfied she was ready, David poured more Astro--Glide into the palm of his hand and oiled his cock with it. Holding his dick in his right hand, David positioned the head of his dick against the rosebud of Karen nether hole. Karen felt the head of David's dick touch her backdoor. She moaned again and then re--focused her attention on Beth's clit. She fantasized about giving her new friend an explosive orgasm as she got fucked in the ass. She had never had anal sex. She had started imagining what it might be like when she saw it on the Internet. Her curiosity had grown in discussions with her girlfriends. Lately it fueled her fantasies while she masturbated.

David pushed the head of his dick against Karen's anal opening. After momentary resistance, he felt it give way and the head of his cock popped inside. David stopped. Karen felt a quick, sharp pain followed by a warm, full sensation. She stuck her tongue into Beth's hole and rotated it around her opening to her clit, which she gently took between her top teeth and her bottom lip. David slowly pushed the rest of his cock into Karen's ass, stopping only when he felt his hips against Karen's butt. She took a quick breath. Her ass burned. She felt the heft of David's dick. 

"Ohhhh, oh . . . ahhhhh!" The pain was evident in her voice. Then, afraid her fantasy would end, Karen tried to bravely encourage David. "Oh yeah, . . . fuck my ass!"

Karen's voice betrayed her trepidation. Karen turned her attention back to the dripping snatch in front of her hoping to take her mind off her ass for the moment. Beth reached down with her left hand and began forcefully rubbing her clit in a circular motion. Beth masturbated while Karen licked her and she watched David pull his dick back to its head and thrust it into Karen. She watched as he repeated the assault over and over, increasing the tempo and force of his thrusts. 

"Oh god, . . . no! . . . no! . . . oh god, no!" Karen cried. The pain was excruciating. She could no longer attend to Beth. Beth settled deeply back into the car seat and masturbated vigorously while she watched her husband ass--fuck Karen. David held the struggling Karen by her hips and pulled her roughly back to impale her on his cock.

"Noooooooo! Oh fuck! No . . . no . . . no . . . nooooo!" Tears were streaming down Karen's face. Her eyes were red. Her face was flushed. Her mouth was contorted in pain. She fell on her right shoulder to the floorboard of the car. Reaching back between her legs with her right hand, she began rubbing her clit urgently. A wave of pleasure emanated from her clit and combined instantly with the pain into ecstasy.

Beth watched her husband continue to slam his cock into the ass of the woman in front of her. She watched her frantically rubbing her clit and heard her sobs and cries of pain. A familiar pressure began building in Beth's loins. She rubbed her clit harder and with more fervency.

"Oh god, . . . stop . . . stop . . . no! No, don't stop!" Karen sobbed as her ass was assailed. She didn't know what she wanted. She only knew she wanted to cum desperately.

Beth concentrated on scene before her: her husband roughly plunging his cock into Karen's ass, the sound of his balls and hips slapping against her cheeks, and the cries of the woman as she brought herself to orgasm . . . and suffered the pain of being fucked in the ass. Beth immersed herself in the woman's pain.

"Fuck her ass, David! Fuck it good!" Beth insisted. "Tear her ass up!"

Pain was her catalyst. Beth felt her own orgasm erupting, bursting forth from her core.

"Ah, . . . ah . . . ah . . . ahg . . . ahg . . . ahhhhhhggggg . . . ahg!" Beth's staccato bursts heralded the arrival of her orgasm. The intensity of her contractions forced a deluge of juices from her cunt in short and long squirts. She drenched her stomach, legs and the floor of the car. 

"Oh lord, . . ." Beth laughed.

When he saw his wife cumming, David felt his cock swell. It was preparing to unload the contents of his balls into Karen's ass. Looking right at Beth's face in the throes of orgasm, he shoved his cock deep into Karen. He felt his balls and cock spasm as he shot rope after rope of his seed into Karen's bowels.

Karen felt David's dick erupt. His orgasm spurred her own orgasm. The intense pleasure of orgasm pushed through the pain in her ass and exploded within her. She continued to rub her clit and pussy even after her orgasm subsided. David pulled his dick out of Karen. As he sat back on the car seat exhausted, he watched a glob of sperm drip from her asshole to the floor. Exhausted, Karen fell to her side on the floor in front of David and Beth.

After a brief repose, David tapped the privacy panel. The driver lowered it four inches.

"Back to the club, if you please." David directed.

"Yes sir!" The driver responded.



Limousine Lust



I'm nervous...really nervous. I'm standing in front of the mirror in the restrooms at the airport, trying to wash away the nervous dampness on my hands. Inspecting my reflection.... hair in place.... make up fresh. I wanted to look my best.... although I wasn't feeling it. A long, impatient flight from Australia to America. I felt crumpled and disheveled. I was glad to be off the plane at long last. But now I had this sickening butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach. What if you were disappointed? What if I don't turn out to be what you’re expecting? Oh my God...am I doing the right thing here or am I setting myself up for the worst kind of heartbreak? 

Well.... I can't stand here all day. I'm looking about as good as you’re ever going to see me right now, so no point delaying the inevitable...just pick up your bags and get out there girl, or he'll think you aren't coming at all.

Well...here goes everything or nothing...so picking up my courage and my bags I walked out of the restrooms and back into the bustle of the airport. God it was huge...well, compared to the one I'd just flown out of anyway...people rushing everywhere...jostling and pushing.... I took a deep breath and made a beeline for the doors exiting customs.

Oh no....so many people were there waiting to collect other travelers.... Anxious faces all trying to see who was the next through the doors.... I was embarrassed...everyone was looking at me...or that's how it felt.... I didn't know if you could see me or not...I didn't want to look for you...just kept heading towards the end of the walkway.

I stood a few feet away from the end of the exit way.... willing those damned butterflies in my stomach away.

I casually glanced around looking for your familiar handsome face...and then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder...I knew it was you...I didn't need to turn around.... I heard your wonderful comforting voice...”Rhon".... and I felt every hair on the back of my neck stand on end...goose bumps appeared on my arms..

I turned slowly and looked up into your gorgeous doe brown eyes.... Smiling eyes...It would take nothing for me to get lost in them. 

I smiled at you...my heart melting instantly...and you kissed me. And oh what a kiss.... like I've never been kissed before...passionate...intense...meaningful. It didn't matter that people were staring at us.... It was like we were there all alone...my arms slid around your neck and I felt your arms tighten around my waist. I never wanted it to end.

Finally pulling our bodies apart we looked at each other and laughed. You picked up my bags and placed them on a nearby luggage trolley.... then taking my hand you turned to me and said, "Lets go home darling".

Outside the airport was a delicious, long black limousine waiting for us...you waited for me to get in, then slid in beside on me on the soft leather seat. We talked excitedly for a while, talking about my trip and other non-important things… more out of nervousness than for want of conversation. You turned towards me and wrapped your arms about me, squeezing me tightly into you.. smiling down at me.. Then slowly leaning your head towards me, I felt your lips on mine again. This kiss was a little more fervent than the first kiss at the airport. We were both feeling excited at each other’s touch, and the intimacy of the back seat of the limousine fuelled our urgency for each other.

I felt your hands in my hair. almost pulling… forcing my lips harder onto yours. Your tongue pushing deeper inside my mouth.. sucking mine into your mouth. I let my hands begin to caress your body.. sliding them up and down your sides.. feeling your arms and the strength in them. You were leaning harder onto me now.. pushing me down further onto the seat. My fingers were clawing at your shirt.. trying to lift it up over your back so my hands could finally touch your beautiful body. I was a little nervous about the driver up front… lol… I was worrying that we might arrive at your place without us realizing and be caught in a very compromising position. You laughed at me when I stopped kissing you to tell you so, and reassured me that you had already instructed the driver to take us on a ‘tour’ until told otherwise.

With that knowledge, I was comfortable and slid my arms up around your neck and pulled you back down on top of me. You felt wonderful, you smelt wonderful.. you tasted wonderful.. as I knew you would. I wanted to eat you up. And with that thought.. I slid my hands down to your pants and began to undo them, clumsily and desperately.

I could feel your hardness against my leg as I pushed open the front of your pants. I slid them down over your ass…. Oh my God.. your ass… tight, sexy… my hands running over it.. my nails scratching at it… 

I could feel you licking and sucking at my neck… I was so hot.. so turned on. I could have cared less at this point who was watching us. My head, my heart and my body were consumed with the thought of having you… right here… right now!

I heard you whisper huskily into my ear “Rhon, honey.. are you sure you want to do this here?” I answered you by sliding my skirt up underneath my body and pulling your ass down onto me as I kissed you again and again. I was so wet with excitement. I felt your fingers running over my panties.. feeling the wetness seeping through the material… I moved my hands to help remove them but you stopped me saying “ leave them on”… then I felt you pushing one side of them away from my inner leg… your finger sliding slowly up my now soaking pussy.. pushing it inside.. making me moan out loud.

My moaning seemed to be all the encouragement you needed.. because then I felt your warm, hard cock…. Probing gently at the opening of my pussy… your hand still holding my panties to one side as I felt you push yourself slowly into me… Oh God.. I wanted to cum right there and then… I could feel my muscles tightening around your shaft.. pulling you into me. You were moving slowly.. teasing me.. knowing I wanted you.. hard, fast and desperately.. but you were giving me just a little at a time.. I was thrusting my hips up to meet yours.. encouraging you to move deeper inside me. 

Once I felt all of you inside me, I began to grind myself against you… I could feel my clit rubbing against your pubic bone and it was building my orgasm very quickly… You had both hands on my breasts now.. lightly teasing my rock hard nipples. I began to move against you harder and faster.. my moans were getting louder now.. You were laughing at me.. I felt your hand clamp gently over my mouth to muffle the noises I was making uncontrollably. This just excited me more.. and I began to bite at your fingers over my mouth as I moved in sync with your body.. rocking each other to nirvana.

I opened my eyes and looked into yours.. You were staring at me.. never stopping your consistent, rhythmic movement over me. Your face was flushed… “Are you ready baby?” you asked me. I nodded my head in agreement… you removed your hand from my mouth…sat up on your knees… placed both your hands on my ankles… lifting my legs up over your shoulders… then leaning back down over me.. your hands on the seat either side of my head now.. you began to thrust.. hard.. fast.. with purpose… I was moving with you.. never taking my eyes from yours.. “Tell me.. Say it… I want to hear you say it” I whispered to you. We were panting like rabid dogs… and through your breaths I heard you say “ I’m cumming, baby… ahh Rhon, I’m cumming”… and that was the trigger for me… I literally felt my body explode… I felt our passions merge inside of me.. my hands gripping your back tightly… nails scraping your skin.. as I released with you all that had been built up over the past few months waiting for this moment. I could feel our cum begin to trickle out of my now hot and throbbing pussy. I lay there under you for a few seconds enjoying the slowing after-throb .. moaning my satisfaction. My eyes were wide open and glazed. I felt like some sex-starved nymphomaniac.. I just didn’t want to stop.. I wanted to keep fucking.. I wanted to taste you.. I wanted you to taste me. I kept squeezing at your cock with my hungry cunt. My hands moving over your delectable ass.. pinching and pulling you as deep into me as I could take you. At one point I realized the car had stopped at traffic lights.. I was turned on with the knowledge that we were semi-naked in the back of this luxurious car, filled with each others juices, while the world passed us by.. ignorant of what was going on inside, thanks to the dark tint of the windows that seemed to keep us in a shroud of mystery to anyone curious enough to try to peer in.

You collapsed on top of me.. breathing hard into my ear.. I could feel your racing heart still thumping against my chest. We lay like that for a minute or so.. just enjoying the feeling of being inside each other… with each other. Then you turned your head and kissed me once more.. a slower.. more tender kiss this time… I was watching the emotion on your face as you kissed me. I knew I loved you.. Unconditionally… without a doubt. You must have sensed me looking at you, because you opened your eyes to look at me. We stopped kissing and laughed at each other. 

You sat up and adjusted your clothes.. then helped me tidy myself up again… ready to greet the world. I snuggled up next to you in the back seat of that limousine.. your arms about me.. comfortingly, reassuringly, protectively.. We didn’t speak again till we arrived at your home…. And that… is a whole other story…………………….



Limousine Ride - Fuck Surprise



The long black limousine pulls up to the curb, at my place in the heart of Sydney. My gift has arrived - something special. I'm licking my lips as I climb in the back, with my silky smooth stockings and pink satin dress, riding up and hugging my ass.

"Meet Jill," Mike says;" You are going to fuck her pussy, while I fuck you doggy style."

She is very sexy, luscious Jill; with her bright red lips. She's wearing fishnet black stockings up to her ass,and suspenders with red high heel pumps,the lowest neckline, with fuck-able tits hanging out. She is lying back on the seat with her legs spread wide, so I get a full view of my surprise; a very wet and sexy pussy with a landing strip.

"Oh Mike honey, what a great gift you have given me; when can I open and fuck it." My mouth is getting wet, wanting to suck on those tits, and lick pussy very badly.

As you climb in behind me and slap my ass hard, running your hand up under my dress, to caress my pussy, with the silky smooth pink g-string between my swollen lips.

"Wait your turn Debs; I'll get her ready."

As the limousine pulls from the curb, you get down on your knees in front of her, running your hands up her legs to grab her ass.

"Mmm, wearing no nickers, you are prepared. Been playing with your pussy too, it's all wet; I'll have to lick it clean, ready for my nice big wide cock."

You are wearing that black business suit, with the crisp white shirt, black tie and shiny black shoes. Looking very sexy, you have that smile on your lips, and come fuck me eyes. You pull her ass off the seat slightly, enough for easy access for your rampant tongue, using your thumbs on either side; you start to lick her clit and pussy lips.

I take my seat across from you. She has her eyes half closed, watching what you're doing to her, moaning and groaning as your two fingers enter her slightly. I'm getting horny; my pussy is reacting, and starts to juice up; throbbing for my tongue to start doing that.

Putting my hand down my silky smooth g- string, I spread my legs, sliding a finger down my pussy, over my clit, through my lips, into wetness; spreading my legs wider, finger fucking myself.

As I watch your tongue licking her harder, while your fingers are moving in and out of her slit,I can see them wet with her juices.

I hear her gasping and moaning, causing my pussy to spasm, as I become short of breath. My finger is becoming more urgent on my clit, as I watch the show. I move over to the seat next to her, and take her swelling tits out of her bra. I cup them in my hands as I glance down her belly, watching your tongue become more insistent; licking her clit and pussy lips.

My wet mouth and tongue take her nipple, lick and suck it, drawing the nipple into my mouth, using my teeth to scrape the skin; she shivers and arches her back to your tongue moaning louder, enjoying the feelings. I spread my legs for easy access, as you run your hand up my leg to my crotch, sliding two fingers into my wet pussy as your other fingers are fucking her slit and ruthlessly frigging her g-spot.

"Mmm, fuck me honey, please now."

As I am about to explode with my impending orgasm; I get down in front of you and push my ass into your cock. You are sliding into my slit as you grab my hair, pushing my face towards her pussy. I take over the licking of pussy,which is about to let go with her explosion of sweet juices.

Jill is pushing her pussy into my face, as you're ramming your cock into me doggy style. I am getting wet, and juice is running down my thighs, as you are watching your woman tongue fucking Jill; with the luscious tits and sexy eyes. 

We are all moaning and groaning from the excitement and ecstasy, with your mouth, and sexy voice at my ear urging me on.

"You're my fucking slut whore Debs; you love licking pussy, and getting dog fucked by my pussy fucker."

Flicking my tongue tip all over her pussy, while moving my fingers in and out of her snatch. Your cock is swelling watching this,you thrust harder and faster into my cunt; suddenly jerking, exploding your cum into my orgasmic pussy.

As Jill lets loose, and arches her back up and down on my tongue, she orgasms loudly and wetly, spilling her juice, I'm sucking it up and slurping it down. The sweet nectar on my tongue, as my pussy is squeezing your cock, while you pump in and out of my juicy wet slit.

"Make sure you clean all that juice, you fucking bitch whore of mine, ready for my cock to fuck her; after I have finished with you."

As the limousine stops outside the office building, for the bosses meeting ...Just Another Fucking Fantasy.



Limousine: The Driver



"Hello? This is Beth Roberts. I need a limousine this afternoon. My husband David hired a limousine last Saturday, but I can't remember the driver's name. I wonder if you could check your records and tell me whether he is available this evening?" Beth asked in her best professional voice. "Yes, I can hold."

The hold seemed never ending. Actually the dispatcher was gone only four minutes, but Beth was nervous and it seemed he would never return.

"Ma'am? Yeah, he's available this evening. We don't get a lot of calls for a limousine on Thursdays. I just had to check his schedule. What time do you need him?" The dispatcher inquired.

"Eight o'clock." Beth replied.

"How do you want to handle the charges, ma'am?" he inquired flatly.

"Will you invoice us for that?" Beth answered with a question of her own.

"The Roberts account?" 

"Yes, thank you." Beth said politely and disconnected the call. "What the fuck am I doing?" Beth thought to herself. Since the night she caught the driver spying on them while her husband fucked her in the back of his limo, Beth had not been able to get the scene out of her mind. She played it over and over again. Each time she re--lived in vivid detail the thrill she experienced looking into the eyes of the handsome stranger while he watched her husband fucking her. Twice the memory got her so hot she retrieved her little blue, buzzing friend from her bedside drawer. Both times she reached orgasm within minutes after she first touched its bulbous--headed to her clit. Now her lust had driven her to call North Georgia Limousine to hunt down the driver who has been driving her fantasies. Beth snickered inwardly at her off--the--cuff pun. 

"Oh well . . . the first part is taken care of. Now to take care of part two." Beth said aloud to herself. She opened her cell phone and dialed her husband.

"Hey baby. Whatcha doing?" Beth began.

"Just working, baby, what are you doing?" David replied.

"Nothing really, but I'm feeling a little frisky right now." Beth continued.

"Frisky?" David asked, genuinely puzzled.

"Horny, baby." Beth cleared up his confusion.

"Well, . . . I'll be glad to come home at lunch. You know I never pass up an opportunity to do you!" David said excitedly.

"I kinda had another idea." Beth started tentatively. David melted.

"You knowwww . . . you always told me if I wanted to fuck someone else, all I had to do is tell you, right? Aannnnd . . . you also said you'd like to watch someone fuck me, right?" Beth had her husband's full attention.

David laughed. "Yeah, I did. Found someone hot, have you?" David laughed again, "Exactly who do you want to fuck?"

"Never mind. Do you trust me?" Beth asked.

"Of course I do," David reassured her. "You know that."

"Okay. You'll find out. Its not anyone you know and its not anyone I ever dated or anything. Just make sure you are home by eight tonight." Beth said excitedly.

"Okay sexy. I'll probably be home earlier, but I'll call if I'm going to be late. And I definitely won't be later than eight o'clock," David said with a chuckle. "No way I'll be late," David thought to himself.

"Good! I love you," Beth said.

"I love you too, baby," David answered. "Bye bye."

"Bye baby," Beth said and disconnected the call.

David wondered what, or more precisely whom, his beautiful wife was planning for the evening. His mind was awhirl with possibilities and fantasies. He went back over the short conversation in his mind. Beth did not say very much. All he really knew was his wife wanted to fuck someone. Although he assumed the person she wanted to fuck was male, she did not say whether the person was male or female. The fact the person is not someone she dated before they were married seemed to indicate the person was male. Although she had enjoyed sex with at least one woman, he did not think she had dated any women. David also wondered if Beth's reminder that he had told her he wanted to watch her get fucked meant he was going to just watch or whether he would be invited to join in. Either way, the turn of events was exciting and he truly would enjoy seeing his wife get a good fucking. 

David arrived home shortly after six o'clock. He brought chicken home from Zaxby's. As he was taking the carry--out containers from the bag, Beth walked into the kitchen.

"I want this evening to be a complete surprise, so no questions, okay?" Beth looked at her husband earnestly.

Although curiosity was killing him, David could see in his wife's eyes that her request meant a lot to her. He agreed. "Of course, baby. This is your game. I'll play along with you."

"Thank you," Beth sighed. David knew he made the right decision not to push for details. His wife visibly relaxed. Beth was glad David agreed not to discuss her plans for the evening. She was so nervous, she may have decided not to go through with it if she had to answer too many questions. Beth added, "He'll be here at eight o'clock."

Beth and David ate dinner on the breakfast table. Their dinner conversation could have been any night. After dinner, they busied themselves with the ordinary pursuits of home life until a few minutes after seven o'clock, when Beth went to the master bathroom to bathe. David got a drink and followed her into the bedroom. He immediately noticed the loveseat had been moved from the corner of the bedroom to the center where anyone sitting on it would have an unobstructed view of the bed. David lounged on it with a drink as his wife bathed. After her bath, in keeping with habit, Beth sat on the bed in her thong and applied her makeup with a hand--held mirror. David loved watching her put on her makeup in just a thong. They shared more small talk. Even though he was tempted, he still did not ask her about her plans. At about 7:45 p.m., Beth put on her clothes. She was stunning.

At precisely eight o'clock, the doorbell rang. Beth jumped, looked at David and asked, "Will you wait for me in the den?"

"Of course, sexy, go get him," David chuckled and smiled lovingly at his wife. He rose from the sofa. As he left the bedroom, he glanced out the front window and saw a limousine parked in the front drive. David lowered his head and broke in a broad grin as he guessed the identity of Beth's mystery man.

From the den, David heard his wife greet the driver at the door. She stepped outside and pulled the door shut. About ten minutes later, David heard the front door open again. He heard hushed laugher and voices. The driver and Beth were kissing and feverishly exploring each other's body. The driver grabbed her ass and breasts, as she laughed and backed herself toward the bedroom.

"David, you can come in now if you want," Beth shouted just before she backed through the bedroom door pulling the driver with her. David jumped from the couch on which he was sitting and walked quickly to the bedroom. On his way, he noticed the driver's hat laid eschew on the sofa. His jacket and tie had been hastily removed and thrown carelessly on the floor. As he entered the door, David saw his wife locked in an embrace with the limo driver. They were kissing passionately. David could feel his dick starting to swell. He quietly sat on the loveseat especially positioned for him this evening.

As the driver kissed Beth, she reached down and placed her hand directly over his crotch. She located a familiar bulge and grabbed the shaft of his cock through his trousers. She trailed her hand up its length to his belt. Stepping back a half--step, Beth used both hands to quickly unbuckle his belt. She reached for the clasp of his trousers, but before she could reach it, the driver grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted. Beth raised her hands to allow the driver to pull her shirt over her head. With her shirt discarded on the floor, the driver grabbed the bottom of Beth's camisole and repeated his actions. Now, with her copious tits spilling over the cups of her bra, Beth finally was able to unclasp his pants and pull the zipper down. She tried to pull his pants down, but the driver once again interrupted her. This time he occupied her with more kisses as he reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Once it was unfastened, Beth leaned forward slightly and the weight of her tits forced her bra off. She unceremoniously tossed it on the floor. Beth grabbed the sides of her own pants, pushed them down to the floor and stepped out of them.

David's attention was fixed on his wife. The scene unfolding before him was overwhelmingly exciting. His dick had been fully erect since shortly after he first saw his wife kissing the stranger before him. Now he was rubbing it through his jeans.

Clad only in her thong, Beth knelt in front of the driver and pulled his pants and underwear down in one movement. His cock sprang forward in her face. It was only a little above average in length, but it was thick. Its large bulbous head was only slightly disproportionate to the thickness of his shaft. His balls hung low in his scrotum. Beth moaned her approval and brought her hand up to cup his balls. She took his cock in her mouth.

"Oh god, yessssss," the driver hissed as Beth began to move her mouth up and down the length of his dick. His plump head was hard to fit in her mouth, but she did not mind. As she sucked his dick, she kept thinking, "God, this is gonna feel good in my pussy!"

"Mmmmmmmm," Beth said audibly. David's dick twitched. Her tongue swirled around its thick shaft. Her head moved expertly back and forth. Beth massaged his balls hanging loose in his sack. She slowly drew her mouth back to the tip of the driver's dick and held it there while she brought her left hand up. She grasped his cock at the base of its shaft and let her hand slide up it before pulling its head up toward his belly button. She kissed his scrotum, taking first his left and then his right ball in her mouth. 

David knew how good his wife sucked cock. He easily imagined how the driver felt with Beth's mouth around his dick. David unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. He began rubbing his own cock and watched his beautiful wife blow this stranger.

With his cock held skyward and his right ball still in her mouth, Beth's eyes looked up to the driver's face. She released his right nut from her mouth with a pop and looked at the driver with a smile held almost in a hissing position. Holding his gaze as long as she could, she dipped her head under his sack. With her tongue and mouth, she licked and kissed her way back to his asshole. She flicked his asshole with her tongue twice quickly. Then she licked it once with the flat of her tongue just before rising slowly to stand chest to chest with the driver. Beth glanced briefly at her husband. David's was slowly rubbing the underside of his dick in a circular motion. She could see he was entranced by what she was doing with this stranger right in front of him.

Turning her attention back to the driver, Beth placed her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her for a deep kiss. When the kiss broke, the driver quickly removed his shirt. He kissed Beth again. Discarding his shirt on the floor, he quickly removed his socks. Beth kissed the driver again, grabbed his elbows and pulled him toward the bed. David wondered how she would receive him as he continued to slowly rub the underside of his cock.

When she reached the bed, Beth pulled herself upon it and laid back. She raised her hips and removed her thong as the driver stared down on the woman of his desires. Looking deeply into the driver's eyes, Beth bent her knees and spread her legs, exposing her pussy to him. To the driver's delight, she was totally shaved. She reached between her legs and, with all four fingers, quickly rubbed her pussy first up and down its crack, then twice in a circular motion. She was sending a clear message to the driver. She was ready for him. From his post six feet away, David could see his wife's pussy was sopping wet.

The driver stepped forward between Beth's legs. When he was near, Beth reached out and grabbed his dick. She rubbed it up and down her slit and coated the bulbous head of his cock with her juices. Then she pulled him forward and positioned the head of his dick at the opening to her cunt. Beth looked up at the driver.

"Fuck me. Fuck me with your fat cock," Beth half whispered. There was no embarrassment in her voice. "I want you in me now!"

The driver moved a little closer and placed his hands on either side of Beth's hips. She closed her eyes just before he drove his cock into her pussy.

"Oh god!" Beth exclaimed, throwing her head back. The bulbous head caused her to take a sharp breath as his cock pushed past the opening and invaded her cunt. Her pussy stretched to accommodate the unusual heft of his organ and gripped it tightly. The driver withdrew to the head of his cock and plunged it back into Beth. Then, over and over, he impaled her on his cock.

The driver began talking to Beth as he rammed his cock into her like a piston. "Shit! You're so hot! I've been dreaming about your pussy since I saw you in my car. Hot and wet, . . . just like I imagined!" 

"Aggghhhhh . . . oh, god, your dick feels great." Beth returned his lusty compliment and then offered needless encouragement, "Don't stop fucking me! Give it to me good!"

"You like my cock, bitch?" The driver asked in mock humiliation.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me with it." Beth retorted.

The driver answered Beth by ratcheting up the force with which he thrust himself in and out of her pussy. From his vantage point, David could see the driver's thick organ stretching his wife's pussy. Her hips bucked to meet the force of every lunge. Her juices had wet her ass and the insides of her legs. Excited by the sight of his wife getting fucked, David started moving his hand up and down his shaft as he watched the driver plunge his dick into Beth over and over.

"That's it. Fuck me hard. Fuck me harder." Beth had her eyes closed. She moved her head slowly from side to side as she absorbed the pounding. The driver hooked his arms around each of her legs and used them to spread her wider. David heard their flesh pop every time he slammed into his wife's pussy. Beth felt his balls slapping against her ass cheeks with every thrust. In this new position, the fat head of his cock was rubbing her g--spot and she felt her orgasm rapidly building. Sensing she was near climax, the driver lifted up on Beth's legs and rammed his cock into her with even more fury. He could feel himself peaking.

"Oh, . . . oh, I'm cummmmmmiiinnnnggg! Ahg! . . . ahg . . . ahg . . . aaahhhhhgggg . . . uhh!!" David heard the familiar staccato exclamations of his wife's climax. David began ejaculating as he watched and heard his wife orgasm. His sperm shot out over his chest and coated his stomach.

The driver buried his dick deep into Beth and started pumping his seed into her. As he continued to ejaculate, he watched Beth spasm involuntarily in orgasm. He held thick organ deep within her until her orgasm reposed.

"Oh god, that was great," Beth said as she opened her eyes. The driver stepped back and withdrew his dick. Beth laid on the bed with her pussy coated in the juices of her orgasm, not offering to move. The driver stepped to the side of the bed and stood to Beth's right. She reached down and took his softening dick into her hand, rubbing it absent mindedly.

"You're awesome. Shit, I've wanted to fuck you since I saw you in my limo." The driver confessed.

"I saw you watching, Beth told the driver what he already knew.

"Oh yeah, you were so hot! I've thought about it two or three times a day since I saw you." The driver continued. "You really got me worked up that night. My dick was so hard I wanted to crawl back there and fuck you myself! I wanted to drive my hard cock into your pussy and make you scream!"

"Would you have made me scream?" Beth giggled.

"I woulda fucked you hard and dumped a huge load in you. Your pussy woulda been leaking all night." He continued without answering Beth's question.

"Well, I'm pretty sure you just did that," she mused. 

Beth and the driver fell silent for several minutes. David was quite himself. Just as he was beginning to recover, David noticed his wife was stroking the driver's dick with more purpose. Then he noticed the driver's cock was becoming engorged again. He heard his wife speak. 

"Looks like you're not through yet . . . and neither am I," Beth said with a giggle. She rolled over onto her stomach and let her legs slide to the floor. She wiggled her hips on the balls of her feet to expose her beautiful ass to the driver.

"Fuck my ass. I want you to fuck me in my ass." Beth looked back over her shoulder at the stranger.

The driver looked down at Beth's fully exposed asshole. Their combined juices made it glisten like a pearl. He felt his dick tighten as he contemplated fucking this beautiful woman's ass. He bent over and, spreading her cheeks with his hands, first licked and then kissed Beth's nether hole. The warmth of the driver's mouth felt good against her asshole. Beth unconsciously lifted her hips in an effort to experience more if the pleasure of his tongue. The driver stood.

As the driver took his dick in hand and positioned it to violate Beth's ass, he heard her say, "There's Astroglide on the nightstand."

"Oh okay," muttered the driver almost under his breath. He turned at the waist to his right and found the lubricant. He applied a small amount to the palm of his left hand and rubbed it onto his dick. He applied a smaller amount to his fingers and rubbed Beth's asshole. After applying the lube with his fingers, he massaged it around and over her orifice. Applying a little pressure, he tested its pliability with his thumb. Then placing it directly over the opening, he pushed and curled his thumb. It slipped easily past her sphincter. Beth moaned her approval.

The driver once again held his cock and placed its head against the opening of Beth's anus. He pushed gently. Beth felt her hole start to expand. She moaned again. Encouraged by her reaction, the driver applied more pressure. The large head of his cock disappeared in her ass. Pausing only momentarily, he pushed forward and the shaft of his cock slowly disappeared into Beth until his balls rested against her pussy.

"Oh god, I feel so full. Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass with your big cock!" Beth encouraged the driver. The driver withdrew his cock to its head and, still tentatively, but with more force pushed the length of his member back into her. He withdrew again, faster than before. Then he drove himself back into her forcefully enough for his balls to slap against her pussy.

"Oh god, yes, yes," Beth's voice was rising. "That's it. Fuck my ass good!"

The driver began to fuck Beth's ass harder. David could hear the wet slap of the stranger's balls against his wife's cunt from his station six feet away. The sound was punctuated with an audible burst of air from Beth each time his cock was driven home, "Uh, . . . uh, . . . uh, . . . uh, . . ."

Beth reached beneath her body searching for her cunt. Her fingers found their mark, and she began to rub her clit in circles. The pleasing pain emanating from her ass fused with the intense feeling her fingers elicited from her clit. She was overwhelmed. She craved the deep pleasure only a controlled pain can produce. She needed more.

"Fuck me harder!" Beth demanded. Her voice had a gravelly edge. "Fuck my ass hard!"

The driver grabbed both sides of her hips and pulled her roughly back into him as he impaled her ass. Having slammed his cock into her four or five times, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed a handful of Beth's black tresses near their roots and pulled sharply. 

"Uhhgahhhhhh!" Beth yelled as the pain registered and her head snapped back toward the man forcefully riding her. Despite her exclamation, he continued to hold her hair in his strong grip. With a hold on her hair and his right hand leveraged by her hip, the driver continued to forcefully pull her back into his body as he lunged forward into her. Over and over he violated Beth's ass with his cock. Both them knew they could not last much longer.




Limousine: The Driver



Beth felt the pressure of her orgasm building first. She increased the pressure on her clit and circled it with her fingers faster and faster. The pain from the pounding her ass was taking kept pace with the excitement her fingers was providing. She could feel her climax coming, and she could tell it was going to be big!

"Ohhhh nooooooooo! Oh, . . . its. . . its . . . it feels so good! Don't stop!" David heard his wife say. Her orgasm was cresting quickly. More. Just a little more. A little more. 

The driver felt his dick swell in anticipation of his own orgasm. "I'm going to bust my nut in her ass," he thought to himself excitedly. The thought pushed him closer to the edge. Then he felt the first contraction begin in his scrotum and push urgently through his cock. Instinctively he buried his dick deep in Beth's ass.

David's attention focused on the cock firmly embedded in his wife's ass and the balls resting against her cunt. He could see the driver's ball sack and hips repeatedly contract as he forced his sperm into her ass.

"Oh yessssssss, uuugggghhhhh!" The sound rushed from the driver's mouth. He could feel Beth's ass spasm as her orgasm erupted. With each spasm, her ass gripped his cock tighter as he shot his seed deep into her bowels.

She exhaled in staccato, " Ahg, . . . ahg . . . ahg . . . aggggggghhhhaaa!" Beth's orgasm burst through her. The pressure in her head rose quickly as she felt her pussy and ass violently contract over and over. Suddenly Beth's eyes flew open. She was wet, very wet. Her pussy was wet, her legs were wet and the bed was wet.

The driver felt a wet sensation on his groin. At first he thought he was imagining it. Then he felt something very much like water running down his legs, on the right more than the left. He quickly backed away, pulling his cock out of Beth with an audible plop.

"What the . . .," the driver stopped mid question.

Beth pushed herself up from the bed and looked down. The sheets were soaked. She had squirted during her orgasm! David realized what occurred at the same time his wife did.

"You squirted!" David exclaimed, genuinely pleased.

"You what? . . . you squirted? Really? That's so cool. I've never seen that before!" The driver gushed.

"She does it pretty regularly when she is manually stimulated," David spoke to the driver. "She doesn't usually squirt when she being fucked, but it happens."

"That's so cool!" The driver repeated.

David looked past the driver to his wife's face. She was beaming. David looked down to see some of the driver's sperm had leaked out of her and fallen on the inside of her leg just above her left knee. The driver turned to Beth. Beth walked toward him and placed her arms around his neck. She giggled and kissed him on the mouth.

"Thank you," Beth said to the driver as she pulled back.

"I should be the one thanking you!" he said earnestly. She kissed him again quickly. David approached his wife. She broke her embrace with the driver and turned to her husband.

"Did you enjoy the show?" She teased, smiling broadly. She looked down at David's softening cock. "I think you did. Did you save any for me later?"

"Maybe," David said. "I worked him over pretty good. I got off twice watching you two go at it."

Beth and David noticed the driver gathering his clothes where they had been abandoned on the floor. He started putting on his underwear and socks.

"Don't you want to clean up before you go?" Beth asked genuinely.

"No, no. I live alone. I'll just shower when I get home." The driver replied.

"You're more than welcome . . .," David began.

"No, really, I'm fine," the driver interrupted. They watched the driver hurriedly clothe himself. Neither David nor Beth made any effort to get dressed. Once again dressed in his chauffer's uniform, the driver straightened into a formal posture, and with only the hint of a smile, said, "Will there be anything else, ma'am?"

Beth laughed and played along, "No, that will be all this evening, driver."

Beth and David walked the driver to the door. David shook his hand and opened the door. Beth stepped up to the doorway, still naked. She put her arms around his neck and gave the driver a lingering goodbye kiss. The door closed and the driver was gone. 

In their bed, David and Beth laughed and talked about the evening.

"Thank you for such a sexy and stimulating surprise." David said.

"You're welcome! It was my pleasure." Beth replied. "Was it everything you hoped it would be? Did you enjoy watching me get totally fucked?" 

"Yeah, I really did," David answered without reservation. "There's just one more thing I want to do."

"Really? I think I know," Beth giggled as she rolled over and scooted to the edge of the bed. "Come get it!"

David slipped off the bed and came around to stand between his wife's legs. As he lifted her legs in the crooks of his arms, he mischievously said, "I want your ass!"

"No, no, no . . .," Beth giggled and then in a mock whine, "Its too sore!"

David laughed and positioned his cock at the entrance to his wife's well--used pussy. "Then I guess I'll just have to settle for pussy!"

"Settle?" Beth mocked him and hit his shoulder in false anger as he plunged his dick into her cunt. David vigorously fucked his wife to her third orgasm of the evening. Afterwards they reposed in bed in post--coital bliss and talked again about the evening.

As they both were drifting off to sleep, Beth mustered a sleepy voice, "Want me to surprise you again?"

David answered, "Maybe next time, I'll surprise you."

"Hey baby?" David began after a few minutes of silence.

"Yes sexy?" Beth answered sleepily.

"What was his name?" He continued.

"Dunno," Beth replied as she drifted off to sleep.



Limousine: The Trip Down



"Where are we going?" Beth asked, as she looked in the mirror over her vanity and applied mascara to her left eye.

David looked at his wife's refection in the mirror and thought how unbelievably beautiful she is. "I thought we would have dinner at 103 West and then sample the night life at Opera."

"Sounds good," Beth replied. She was looking forward to spending a night out with her husband. When she finished applying her makeup, she stood before the mirror and looked at the hot little cocktail dress she had bought just for tonight. The neckline plunged dramatically, and the hem was a little higher than she usually wore, even in Atlanta. It was a lot higher than she would ever wear in Ellijay. As she appraised the fit of her dress, she thought how well it complemented her large breasts. It showed a generous amount of cleavage but provided good support. She approved.

"What do you think?" Beth smiled wickedly, as she held her hands high above her head and turned to face her husband.

"Hot, hot, hot! Cum'ere sexy!" David beamed an appreciative smile.

"Oh no, no, no," Beth laughed as she hurried from the bathroom. David quickly pursued her. He caught her in the bedroom.

"You can't escape me that easily!" David teased as he wrapped Beth in his arms and looked into her dark eyes. He had always loved his wife's eyes. They were the proverbial "deep pool" romance novelists consistently overuse. He kissed her lightly twice and thought how supple her lips felt.

As they drew back and looked at each other, the moment was interrupted by the doorbell. Almost in perfect unison, they said, "The driver."

Beth picked up her pocketbook and David checked his pockets for his wallet and money clip before they headed to the front door to greet the driver of the limousine that would take them to Atlanta and return them in the wee hours tomorrow morning. David opened the door. He noticed the driver was handsome, but considered his observation no longer than the time it took to make it. Beth took enough time to notice the driver was not only handsome, but a fit man in his mid–thirties. He had dark hair and eyes. Strong hands. As she walked with her husband down the front walk of their home to the waiting limousine, Beth allowed herself a brief but involved fantasy of a dalliance with him. David opened the rear door for his wife and followed her into the limousine while the driver closed the door behind them.

As the car drove down the long driveway, Beth and David surveyed the accommodations offered by the limousine. There were two seats facing each other. More like couches really. They were generously tufted in black leather. On the driver's side was a small bar stocked with premium liquors. David noticed the scotch, Chivis Regal; not his brand but good for a blended scotch. There was a DVD player. On the side pillar was a telephone for communicating with the driver. The privacy screen between the driver's and passenger compartments was raised. The driver had been told where they were going when the limousine was hired.

Beth and David settled into the forward–facing rear seat. Their conversation was animated. One listening to them would have thought they were teenagers on their first date. Beth leaned back against David's shoulder as the driver turned the long car right to travel south down APD Highway 515 toward the big city of Atlanta.

With Beth leaning on his left shoulder, David moved his hand up to the underside of her left breast. "I can see down your dress all the way to your belly button," he playfully quipped. He really couldn't. Beth was wearing a sexy, low cut bra to support her DD breasts. He was looking for a reaction.

"My belly button, huh? Do you like what you see?" Beth smiled as she raised her eyes to look back at her husband.

"Yeah, but I could see a lot more if you were to slip your straps down," David playfully suggested.

"If you can already see down to my belly button, why do you need to see more?" Beth teased as she raised her right arm and caressed her husband's neck at the base of his skull. David recognized the invitation. He kissed Beth's arm and then the side of her neck. He shifted on the car seat to bring his right arm around his wife's waist. David looked into Beth's eyes. She indeed was receptive to his advances. He kissed her on the lips. Small kisses at first, exploring each other's lips. Then occasionally, one or the other's tongue would penetrate the other's lips ever so slightly.

David shifted his attention to Beth's neck. As he trailed kisses from below her jaw line to her shoulder, David slipped the straps of her dress and bra from her left shoulder and exposed most of Beth's breast. Briefly he looked at his wife's breast exposed to the top of her areola before he kissed down her neck to the top of his wife's tit. He extended the trail of kisses down her breast as he cupped the portion of her tit remaining inside her dress and bra with his right hand and lifted it. Then David moved his hand up and inside Beth's bra. He kissed her nipple.

Impatiently, Beth put her left hand on David's chest and pushed. She turned to her right and firmly pushed David back into the center of the leather seat. Beth knelt in front of David and looked into his eyes as she slipped the right strap of her dress off her shoulder. Without breaking her gaze, she reached behind her back, unfastened her bra, and tossed it aside. The top of her dress hung from her waist giving David a full view of her naked bosom. Although he had seen his wife's tits countless times before, he always marveled at their beauty.

Beth reached forward and started unbuckling his belt. She unhooked his trousers and pulled his zipper down slowly, teasing David. She continued to look into his eyes. Beth licked her lips and diverted her eyes from David's face only long enough to locate the waistband of his pants. As she tugged his pants from the waist, David lifted his hips to help his wife remove his trousers. Beth tossed them onto the seat behind her.

Reaching down, Beth pulled David's underwear to the side and exposed his already hardened cock. She licked the thumb of her right hand and painted her saliva from the base of David's cock to the tip of its head. Then she grabbed his balls hard. David winced. Beth pulled David's underwear off. She used the back of the finger nail on her index finger to trace an imaginary line up her husband's sack to the shaft of his cock. His cock twitched involuntarily. Beth slapped it sharply. Again. Then again.

Beth bent over her husband and took his dick in her mouth, just its head at first. Then, cupping his balls, she plunged her mouth down over his shaft. David felt the wet warmth of Beth's mouth engulf his cock, just before a sharp pain told him she had squeezed his balls again.

"Ohhhhhhh," David could not stifle his reaction to the pain his wife inflicted on him on the heels of the pleasure her warm mouth provided. Beth started bobbing up and down on his cock. She lifted her mouth off David's dick and ran her mouth down the side of its shaft to his balls. She sucked one of them into her mouth. Again she swallowed his shaft. Beth swirled her tongue around the base of its head. The feeling was sublime. He could feel his cock grow harder in her mouth. He was nearing climax.

David wanted to slow things down. He held his wife's head to interrupt her blowjob, lifted her face to his, and kissed her deeply. David slipped off the seat and assisted his wife back onto it. He moved between her legs, which she spread willingly. David kissed her mouth again. Then he moved down her neck to her left nipple. He kissed around the outside of her tit and moved toward the large areole surrounding her nipple, which itself was as large as the end of his index finger. Reaching the nipple, he swirled his tongue around it before sucking it into his mouth.

David sat back on his knees and reached under the short skirt of Beth's dress to find the sides of her thong. Beth lifted her hips to help him remove her panties. David saw his prize, completely shaven. His wife has the prettiest pussy he has ever seen. Shifting forward on his knees, David bunched the material of his wife's dress around her waist. He parted her thighs with his hands. As he brought his mouth to Beth's pussy, he could see she was already very wet. David smiled inwardly. His wife's pussy often dripped during sex.

He buried his face in Beth's warm, inviting cunt. David started licking from the bottom around the left side of her pussy to her clit. When he reached it, he flattened his tongue and applied pressure to her clit. Beth grabbed the back of David's head and pulled him into her as she threw her head back and moaned.

"Oh god, honey! Lick my pussy!" Beth encouraged her husband. David continued to lick around his wife's hole, occasionally letting his tongue dart inside to savor the sweet juices flowing from her pussy. Licking his way up her cunt, David fastened his lips around her clit. Using both the flat and tip of his tongue, David deftly manipulated Beth's clit. His efforts began to have the desired effect on Beth.

"Oh yeah! Yes baby! Ohhhhhhhhh, yes, I want you to make me cuuuummmm." The fervor of Beth's moans escalated. "Make me cum, baby!"

David's tongue continued to rub Beth's clit in a circular motion, applying pressure from every direction. Beth felt an orgasm growing in her loins. She concentrated on the pleasure bestowed by her husband's tongue and then she felt it take her past the bursting point.

"Oh fuck, yes, yes, agh . . . agggghh . . . ahhh!" Beth exhaled in short bursts. Her cunt spasmed and flooded with cum. Her exclamations echoed through the passenger compartment. As her orgasm subsided, Beth's body relaxed only momentarily. She wanted more. She looked down at her husband still licking her cum from her pussy.

"Fuck me, David. Fuck my pussy good!" Beth ordered as she turned her hips and raised herself to kneel on the seat. She positioned her left knee on the seat and her right foot on the floor, David stationed himself behind her. Holding his dick in his right hand, he rubbed it up and down the opening to Beth's cunt, coating it with her juices. David slipped the head of his cock into his wife's pussy. Then grabbing her hips on either side he pulled back and slammed the full length of his cock into his wife's engorged cunt.

"Ugggggghhhhh!" Beth exhaled loudly. "That's it, baby! Fuck that pussy good! Fuck me hard! Tear my pussy up!" Beth wanted it hard.

David gladly obliged his wife's request and forcefully impaled her on his cock over and over. The cabin was filled with the sounds of his hips slapping against his wife's ass as well as their collective grunts, gasps and moans. David's rapid thrusts forced Beth's pendulous breasts to swing back and forth every time he withdrew his cock and slammed it back into her. Beth was being fucked rough. She liked being fucked rough. 

Another orgasm was building in Beth. Her head was bowed as she looked between her arms at her breasts being thrown to and fro. Beth's thick black tresses fell over the sides of her face and moved in rhythm with the pounding she was receiving. The mixture of pain and pleasure she felt with every thrust thrilled her.

Beth raised her head, opened her eyes and looked to her left toward the front of the car speeding down the highway. The privacy screen was now down. Her eyes opened wide with alarm. Her eyes immediately met the driver's eyes in the rear–view mirror. He was watching her, . . . watching her get fucked. He was watching her breasts lunge forward and back each time her husband shoved his dick into her pussy. He was watching her drown herself in her approaching orgasm. Her initial shock ripened quickly into lewdness.

Beth continued to look at the driver's eyes in the mirror. She did not break her stare. She watched him watching her. Looking into his eyes, she felt the pounding of her husband's cock. His eyes betrayed his thoughts. He wanted her. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to shove his cock roughly into her. He wanted to feel her cunt tightly grip his cock as he withdrew for the next thrust. He wanted to hold her hips and pull her into his cock. He wanted to feel his dick swell in her. He wanted to erupt and fill her with his seed as she climaxed. She felt the heft of her husband's cock as it swelled toward climax. She felt the force of her husband's cock. Her orgasm was building . . . building . . . and

"Ohhhhhhh, uugghhh! . . . Agh! . . . Agh! . . . Agh! . . . Agggghhhhhh!" Beth exhaled in the familiar short bursts that always punctuate her orgasms. Still she never lost her fixation on the driver's eyes. She knew he wanted to be the one who fucked her to orgasm. David heard his wife cumming.

"Oh god, Beth, I'm cumming too! Ahhhhhhhhh!" David erupted with his wife. Beth watched the driver's eyes as her husband filled her with his sperm. He wanted to flood her cunt with his seed. She could see it in his eyes . . . yes, it was in his eyes.

Spent, David withdrew his cock from his wife. He watched as a string of cum dripped from her cunt onto the seat. He sat down behind his wife in post–orgasmic bliss and felt the leather on his bare ass. He did not notice Beth looking toward the front of the car. But he did see the driver looking back at them just as the privacy screen rose the last few inches before it closed. David took another deep breath and smiled. Wonder how long he's been watching, David thought.

Forty–five minutes later, the door to the limousine opened at 103 West in Buckhead. The driver extended his hand to Beth. Beth looked up at the driver, smiled, and looked down demurely before she took his hand and stepped out of the car.

"Hope you have a good time in Atlanta, ma'am," the driver said to Beth and smiled.

Beth looked into the driver's eyes once more. She smiled and said, "The evening's already been interesting. Thank you. I guess we'll be seeing you on the way home."



Limousine



Suddenly, Sue said, "You know what I want?" 

"What?" we all asked. 

She replied, "A nice long shower. Lets go back to the hotel so I can get myself together."

Ray spoke to the driver over the intercom, "Could you take us to the Adam's Mark?"

"On our way sir," the driver replied.

I thought to myself, "Maybe another time." 

Well, I guess that is going to have to be another story.