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~A Wild Ride~
*Before I begin, I want to share with you my reason for this story's theme.
For as long as I can remember, I've had a fascination with Limousines or Limos. To some that may not matter much, to even more it may even mean a lot less than little. I have rode in few limo's, but each time I've enjoyed it a great deal. Not only does it an awesome experience in a small manner, but it allows my "Erotic Imagination" to run a little wild.
Even driving by a limo, or seeing one pass us by. I can't help but close my eyes and scarcely imagine who's inside... and what they are doing. The average American has the fantasy of a sexual encounter in a limo. We see it occur in movies, and read of it in magazines and books. Yet not many live to enjoy the fruits of that experience. Those that do, are rare and lucky. But it's a secret fantasy of mine. So enjoy!*

Krystal sat in her comfort inside the Limo. Waiting outside for her husband and his their guests to return from their meal. She felt awkward, maybe even... a bit uncomfortable. It was planned for weeks in advance, and she can remember how it seemed so quick. She was excited to the idea before, but now that it was actually here... she had to admit being nervous. She felt the satin dress grow clingy and itchy. She didn't want to disappoint her husband, Luke; but she was...

Suddenly her trail of thought was broken by conversation, and the Limo's door opening. She smiled as Luke climbed in. His blonde swayed back hair giving off his blue eyes, and wide smile. He hunched over and climbed over sitting next to Krystal:

Luke: "Hi Honey." *Giving her a Kiss.*

Krystal: "Hey." *Giving him a Kiss.*

Krystal's attention shifted as they're guests too climbed in, sitting across from them. They were Martin, and Rita. Rita smiled with her Dark Maroon Lipstick curving around her Pearl White Smile, the kind of smile that made anyone smile right back. Her dark black hair flowed with elegance over her tan skin and rested on her shoulders. Her breasts were barely covered by the thin strips of black cloth of her dress. A beautiful figure she had, and the dress had no trouble showing what lovely of a figure it was. Her Husband, Martin; stood tall with Broad Shoulders. Krystal knew him through Luke because they worked together at a Firm back when he was getting his bearings. Martin's trimmed beard was even and clean, leaving no signs of any shadow to show for. His suit of course matched his size in the shoulders, while his neck gave away to his masculine features. His tie was Maroon, matched by a White Pin-Stripe shirt. He had a small piercing in his upper ear, a small diamond. He smiled at Krystal:

Luke: "We good?"

Martin/Rita: "Yup, we're set."

Luke reached behind and knocked on the glass. The Limo went in gear, and the four felt themselves slip away as they drove off. Krystal felt her heart skip a beat as they pulled out onto the main street and pass by the clusters of motorists through the darkened windows. Luke wrapped his arm around Krystal, offering comfort for her. She smiled warmly up at him. Suddenly the silence was broken by Martin's voice:

Martin: "You weren't kidding about the food. The Calamari was good, needed something else but relatively good."

Luke: "See, some foods are good for you. You'd be surprised."

Martin: "Yeah, but need to keep a good view of things. Especially with the diet I need to keep."

Rita: *cutting off martin* "Whoa, diet? Since when do you do a diet. Your fine."

Martin: "Well do you want me to stay this way?" *Smiles*

Rita: "What, masculine, well toned, strong, healthy? Of course, but wouldn't kill or hurt to try to new things... lots to do."

Martin: *Chuckles* "Okay, if it makes you feel better you can pick one the next time."

Krystal smiled, she felt Luke's hand running down her arm... and the hair on her neck stand up. He moved in as though whispering something to her ear and she giggled as she felt his teeth bite her lobe. The two continued their flirty conversation, but Krystal's attention was all on Luke:

Luke: "I liked your dress tonight... it looks good on you. Why are you so tense?"

Krystal couldn't offer an immediate answer, how do you give an answer for something that you felt would be so simple. She looked down with a glance of guilt and at the same time, embarrassment. It was all she could talk about, and now... here at the pentacle of the moment... she's getting cold feet:

Luke: "Hey, listen... *tipping his chin up to look at her.* You don't have to go through with it... if you don't want to." *He smiled*

Krystal smiled wide again. Luke was all that was best in her, and maybe more. In everything ever in their 6 years of marriage they were always support for one another. If one of them felt terrible, they'd be there. In Luke's case, he was perhaps the best thing that happened to her. She moved up at his smiling face and gave a soft kiss. But soon that kiss turned to a tongue probing make out... his hands cradling her face... while her arm wrapped around his thick neck. They sat their for several minutes, until the silence broke their kissing... and Krystal's face turned bright red... as Rita and Martin watched with wide grins across both their faces.

The four all broke in a laughter of awkward moments:

Martin: "Please, don't let us stop you... it's not everyday you see the moment shift in such a steady way."

Luke: "She's just a bit nervous... that's all."

Rita: "Awww... first time?"

Krystal: "Yeah kinda... it's just kinda new, I mean other people around y'know... watching... just kinda weird."

Rita: "It can be, but then soon you kinda forget about it... doesn't appeal as much y'know."

Martin: "I remember first time that was..."

Rita: "Oh you were so nervous you were afraid to get naked. Then I had to like pull your dick out myself and you were like, all huddling so no one could see."

Martin: "Well...

Rita: "Well nothin'..."

They laughed and joked more and more. And as the conversations became more and more less tense, Krystal felt her comfort grow greater... her relaxation grew reformed and with each glass of wine she felt her sense of being tense leave her completely. She finally sipped her 5th glass and it came out of her mouth:

Krystal: "She has some nice tits!"

Martin laughed and Rita laughed even harder. It was a bold statement, but clearly one that was not a sober one:

Rita: "You like them. 33 D, want better look?"

Krystal felt a nerve click and looked over at Luke:

Luke: "What you looking at me for, you said it!" *chuckling*

Krystal gathered herself: "Ok, sure let's see."

Rita took her purse down off her shoulder, and gathered her hair up in a handful. Martin reached behind her neck and undid the clasp that held the top up over her breasts, the clasp undone; the silky fabric came down exposing her lush breasts. Krystal smiled wildly with Luke as they all took in the sight of her:

Martin: "I call those my "Torpedoes".

Luke: "Oh yeah, sink a ship right?"

Martin: "Shit.... she sinks my ship every weekend!!"

Krystal: "Now.. are those natural?"

Rita: "No Implants... I wasn't happy with natural, but getting these... oh I like them.

Especially cus I know it drives him nuts when I clean house in a t-shirt."
Martin's hands came around and grabbed up her breasts, Rita smiled and laughed as he lifted her up and sat her on his lap.

Martin: "Yeah, she'll walk around the house right... wearing the Tightest T-shirt she can possibly find, and I'll sit there or help... and the whole time I'm distracted and getting a hard on. Because this woman's tits are so fucking big their hugging this shirt, and her nipples are hard, oh god I swear it's too much. Soon I just end up picking her up and we go have sex for a few hours or we have sex somewhere in the house!"

Rita: "I like it cus I know nothing get's to him more than my boobs!"

Martin: "Damn right... " *He then took one into his mouth and sucked it, Krystal watched as Rita cried out and playfully smacked his shoulder but gave in and let him take it.
Krystal felt Luke's own hand begin to rub the length of her leg. His nose nuzzling her cheek bone and her loose blonde hair. She smiled and watched the two in front of her, and suddenly Rita looked over at her and smiled:

Rita: "Hey! I showed you mine now I wanna see yours."

Krystal: "I'm sorry?"

Rita: "Let's see." *scooting down off Martin's Lap.*

Luke: "Fair is fair Kris..."

Krystal: "But... I don't know.. the driver..."

Rita: "Driver is driving, window's up... c'mon. Don't be shy.. we're all adults here."

Krystal felt Luke undoing her Dresses corset ties from the back. She leaned forward and felt her face catch fire from blushing. It didn't help that Rita's eyes and grin were saying more too. Rita stuck her tongue out and then giggled playfully as Luke peeled down his Wife's dress top. Her breasts were large but not really firm:

Rita: "Oh you got wonderful breasts. Good size, and all natural too."

Rita reached across and touched them. Krystal's eyes flashed like someone who'd struck the slot machines hard! Her gaze turned to Luke and then to Martin who sat and watched as their wives had mindless fun. Rita took advantage of this opportunity, her hands felt over Krystal's skin which was tanned too. Her nipples were hard and her breasts had to been just under C cup size. One nipple had a tiny ring through it. Rita took a moment to flick that a few times with a giggle, but soon returned to letting her hands roam over her skin.. squeezing the breasts and feeling them out as if like a doctor was giving her a checkup. She let them go and sat back:

Rita: "She's got awesome tits."

Luke: "I know, these are the same tits I come home to every night."

Martin and Rita: "Lucky Guy."

Krystal sat back and Luke rested back with her. Martin and Rita also did the same. For a moment there was silence, but then a flirty show began between Rita and Martin. Luke and Krystal watched with grins as the two shared flirty whispers... their faces inches from one another... Krystal's eyes watched his hand as it traveled up her leg and under the length of her dress. She grinned and caught the eyes of Rita, then they fluttered and shut. Leaning in she whispered something to Martin and he peeled her dress up higher... exposing the sight of his hand cupping her bare crotch... she wasn't wearing any panties!
Krystal's own legs shook... excitement spilled from her within, and her juices began to flow from her pussy. Luke's hand reaches over and cups one of her breasts... and she doesn't think... she feels her hand reach across and rub his leg. The two watch the other two. The four silent and slowly growing restless, but at the same time... more and more wanting.

The Limo speeds onward, taking the originated detour to the Highway. Back to the Prime Residence.

As they felt themselves climb the onramp to the highway, they all were distracted. Rita and Martin continued to touch and feel one another... while Krystal and Luke watched. Krystal's hand roamed up and around Luke's pant leg, her eyes transfixed on the Rita across from her.

Martin's mouth sucked on her breast... his tongue flicking her nipple and giving it little bites, while his hand still teased her pussy. It at first was just lightly massaging her mound, but now it was rubbing in a steady counter clockwise motion. His motion directed on her lips and just on her clit. Her head was tilted back on the leather seat and her legs fully spread... she cooed every so often to his fingers as they ran over her clit. Krystal saw the finely trimmed runway leading down to her lips. Rita's hand ran through Martin's hair, grasping a thick handful as he sucked on her other breast.

Krystal's legs parted slightly, and she was surprised. Luke's tongue extended and gave a gentle light lick along the stiff nipple... then he took it in his mouth sucking gently on the areola. She watched his mouth and held his head with a single hand that cradled the side of his head, running her fingers through his blonde hair. His hand traveled south again... she didn't fight it, she couldn't... they'd gone so far past the point of no return it might as well be all the way. She felt her legs open with the tangible worries of being both excited and scared. Then a warm and tingly sensation rippled across her skin as Luke's hand rubbed her pussy through her black silk panties. His tongue and mouth switched to lick her other breast, but his hand still massaged her inner thighs, groin, and just along the outside of her panties. Luke could smell the musty scent, and soon after he could feel her panties begin to grow damp. He smiled and brought his hand up, licking one finger... but then offered her the other. She took it into her mouth without question or hesitation.

Meanwhile across from Luke and Krystal; Rita was enjoying her own time with Martin. He had such a way with teasing her... wherever they went. Restaurants, Movies, Bars. He always found a means of cover to tease her to orgasm. He would slip his hand under her skirt or dress, of course not wearing any panties. And he would tease her clit and finger her to a bone shuddering orgasm in the presence of SO MANY people. Without a single one of them being even remotely aware of what was happening or for that matter, what had happened. It was exhilarating, it was intense, and this night was no exception. They had been swingers for several years, the first way of starting was when they actually went to a swingers party. It was a suburban couple straight out of Santa Monica, but they had moved once the husband had gotten a new job in a higher bank. The new job of course meant a higher bankroll, so it was good to know new faces in the new light. But these new faces weren't those of average people who run up on good luck, oh no they were wild. The first night they enjoyed a few beers at a exclusive party before retiring to a bedroom at the hotel there. Before the hour was in, the four of them were so buzzed and flirty they ended up fucking like rabbits. She remembered every moment of that night, but it was now and here her thoughts were broken as she felt her body stiffen with the feeling of being filled. Martin's fingers pushed inside her pussy, her gasp attracting the eyes of

Luke and Krystal who too were busy in their own fun:

Rita: *Breathing Heavily* "Haa... oh shit... he surprised me." *giggles*

All three chuckled and returned to their ways. Martin's fingers pushed and rocked, his wrist rotating slightly as her hips grinded. Her gaze shifting down on his... a primal look... lust driven exchange of glances that made Krystal want to watch them more. Her eyes watched them lip read each other, murmuring words and seductive talk. Until her eyes met Rita's. Rita caught her eyes and stared intently back at Krystal...

The look made Krystal even hotter... her lips curled into a grin, and so did Rita. The two were getting turned on watching one another... she was hooked. Krystal felt her behavior change as she sat forward and peeled her dress up over her waist and sat back, her dress hiked up now like Rita's allowed for the others to see just like they could see them. She laid back and grasped Luke by his tie pulling him in for a kiss. The two engaged in a lustful deep kiss. Luke was as unprepared for the move as he was situated, his balance almost stumbled from her pull on his tie:

Rita: "Whoa! Go Kris.." *Sighs*

Martin: "Guess she's not the shy one now huh?"

Rita: "Well I have to say, she's definitely got the right idea... so let's follow her lead."

Rita pulled his fingers from her pussy and sucked them into her mouth. Cleaning them with her tongue she pushed Martin back in his seat and exchanged a kiss with him, his neatly trimmed beard bristling along her lips like a toothbrushes bristles. She slowly moved down.. kissing his neck and down his shirt... undoing his shirt one button at a time. Peeling it open to show for his masculine thick body, hairless and well firm from much weight training. She finally came to his belt, and then his crotch. The long outline of his member gave way to the tense moment building. Her hand ran over it... caressed it.. giving it a light lick and bite. The moment was growing more intense, Martin watched his wife as she looked up at him.. her long tongue extending and tracing the outline.

Krystal broke the kiss with Luke and felt him roll her over and sit her across the length of the seat... the leather circulatory seating was good for transporting the minimum of 20 or more people. On this given night, it would be good use for a comfort zone. Krystal laid back... her back resting against the leather cover of the corner, just a ways away from Martin and Rita. She watched Luke as he removed his suit jacket and undid his tie, stripping it free and discarding them both on the seat. He moved down between her legs. Flicking his tongue and kissing her inner thighs. Looking up at her as her gasps heaved her chest in a shuddering way. She felt her heart racing and looked over. Martin had been pinned down by Rita, but now Rita was teasing her Husband... running her tongue and giving little glances up at him.

Rita now undoing his belt and fly, peeled them down. His black boxers underneath gave a free for all look at the size of his cock, and Krystal was shocked. Even though covered, it had to be at least a good 8 inches... the girth was hard to say but she staked it at around 1 ¹/² maybe 2 inches. She let out a chuckle and looked down at Luke who grasped her waist bands of her panties and with a steady motion, peeled them off:

Rita turned: "I want to see her pussy..."

Luke pushed Kris's left leg far over and her right leg high up... it touched the ceiling and Kris grasped it for a few moments so as to show Rita and Martin. Her pussy was not shaved, but it had a nice triangle shadow. It was gorgeous with fleshy lips and a very nice wetness that almost presented a look of being hot and nicely massaged with creamy oils. Rita moved across for a moment.. licking her fingers and rubbing them on Krystal's mound... the act suddenly made Krystal bite her lip and almost lose her grip on her leg. The feeling trickled out like warm honey, tantalizing over each of her limbs:

Rita: "Mmmmm very nice... very nice pussy." *giving it a few pats*

Rita climbed back over and proceeded to tease her husband's cock, finally pulling it free from his boxers. Showing for it's size and it being shaven. Martin's hand held Rita's black hair up away from her face as her dark maroon lips wrapped around the shaft... slurping on the head and flicking it with her tongue. Often he would see her take it from her mouth and run the flat side of her tongue from the scrotum all the way up to the base of the head... then engulf it again... slurping the mix down of her saliva and his pre-cum. Krystal watched across, and often looked down as Luke came closer... and closer... his tongue tracing the groin muscle. With each touch from his tongue tip, Krystal could feel her groin muscle flex and tense. The shock it was getting was going to be nothing compared to when Luke would work over her bean. As he cam closer... each flick moving with an inch pace to her lips.. she felt her hands run over her tits, squeezing them... her head shifting back and forth to watch him lick his way to her mound... and Rita sucking off the massive stud that was her husband. She shuddered and felt Luke's tongue taste her.
Luke watched from below as he flicked the pink folds... probing deep and lashing the inner walls of her loins. Krystal's gasp was one of feeling but one of being so horny.

Across from him he could hear his friend Martin, also give ooh's and ahh's from the cocksucking he was getting. He could see his wife watching intently him, and them. He slurped and drank down juices as they leaked endlessly into his tongue and mouth... he undid the collar of his shirt and soon after a few buttons down. His tongue and mouth working long and slow... teasing and tonguing her wetness with stimulation that chilled her to the bone. Her hips rocked and shivered. Luke brought his hands up and pushed her right leg back toward her... Krystal helped and held her one leg up, hooking it by the back of the knee. Luke then wrapped his left arm around her right leg and rested it across her front waist, his hand coming down and using his fingers spread her lips wide apart. It now kept her held still despite all her squirming and her hips, and at the same time helped him with a better form of access to her folds. He looked up at her and the sight of her face tense with pleasure was awesome. Her blonde hair drabbed over her shoulders and her dark eye shadowed eyes showed for her gorgeous facial features. Her arms stretched above her head and grasped the leather seating tightly, as her body felt the intense pulsing of her libido. She watched him. His tongue flicked and sucked on her clit, tasting it and slurping down the rivers of pussy juices that came creaming endlessly from her... she hadn't come yet and she was sooo fucking wet. It was crazy.

Across, Martin's face was a gentle red and his forehead beaded with sweat... his wife slurped and sucked harder... faster... working the swollen meat of his rod to a light pink. She released her hold from it with her mouth and grasped it in a small fist, giving it a fast hard measure of stroking. Unrelenting as she came up close to his face:

Rita: "Yeaaaaah... stroking this hard cock... mmmm like it..."

Martin: "Yeaaah I like it... stroke it... love it when you stroke it baby..."

Rita: "Mmm I know you do... looking at your face tensing... fighting me..." *kisses him gently*

Martin: "Ooooh! Yeaaaaaah... ah ah... okay okay... oh shit..." *kisses*

Martin stops her hand... feeling his climax coming on. He suddenly nods over at the two. Rita looks to see Luke having a feast with Krystal's pussy. His tongue flicking and slurping on her clit.. suddenly bringing a finger down and teasing it on her lips, and gently... pushing it in:

Rita: "Mmmmm fuck yeaaaah...."

Martin's hand found Rita's pussy again as she sat on her knees watching them, her hand gently stroking his cock. His fingers teasing her clit, making her voice shaky for a moment:

Rita: "How does that feel Krystal... he eating your pussy real good?"

Krystal: *Shaky voice and sighing* "Oh he's eating me so good... fuck... Mmmm."

Rita looked down at Martin as he flicked her nipple, and moved his hand faster... a soft wet squishing making it's audible as Rita gripped his shoulder with a claw like grip... her eyes closed and enjoying the feel of his fingers fucking her with a quick driven pace.

Rita: "Ah... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuh Fffffuck...."

Krystal grasped the seat harder... the feeling of Luke's fingers deep in her cunt making it almost mind frying to stay still. She squirmed... she pulled... she struggled... her every limb strained to move but Luke held her firm. Held her still to the motion of his fingers pushing in and out, his fingers curled touching the g-spot:

Krystal: "OH MY GOD!!" *she cried aloud*

Then suddenly they all laughed and tried to hush her:

Luke: "Shhh... the driver..."

Krystal couldn't help it though... her body was on fire, her limbs were almost shaking from the stimulation her body was enduring. She could feel it... feel it building... growing... almost immeasurable in intensity. Then she felt it, in her stomach, her clit throbbing through it like a pulse, the steady fast hot beating of it as the chilling warmth intensified... expanding outward... her chest... her legs... her very skin felt almost like satin or silk.

"Oh God... OH GOD I'm going to cum!! I FEEL IT... SO STRONG!!" Was all she could think. She could hear Rita talking, but didn't know what she said... all she could see below was the fast moving fingers of Luke and his tongue on her clit. And then her eyes shut tight, she couldn't talk... couldn't move... couldn't think... then the wave came... fast and strong, and washed her away in a storm of explosive chills.

Across Rita and Martin watched... Rita smiled on as she watched Krystal's amazing figure convulsed and arched off the seat as Luke ate her pussy, finger fucking her tight walls to an intense orgasm. She turned to Martin's smiling face and grinned deviously:
Rita: "My turn for some of that tongue big boy." *grasping him by the jaw and running her thumb over his lips... his mouth sucking on her thumb lightly*.

Krystal sat up, her legs feeling like Jell-O on the leather lining of the seat... She kissed Luke drunk with lust. Her lips and tongue taking control in an instant, Martin pushed Rita back into the corner against the Limo door slightly. Parting her legs wide... Rita extended her right leg high up resting it on the upper back of her seat, while her left hung off the edge of the seat. Martin moved down and went to work with his tongue. The view was a perfect one for Krystal's eyes. She kissed and made out with Luke, but every so often her eyes glanced over with his as they watched the situation with Martin and Rita now take a reverse action. Krystal's hand blindly searched for Luke's crotch and found it, grasping the thick outline of his member as it was still hidden. She squeezed and rubbed it, making his eyes close with the feeling of her delicate hands teasing him.

Krystal leaned him back on the limo's seated side. Her hands snaking down and undoing his fly and zipper... peeling them down with his boxers, she left them at his ankles. His 7-inch. Cock rested on his waist, pointing straight upward with a small square patch of pubic hair. She ran her hand up the length of his foreskin, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and giving it a soft squeeze. The face of Luke tensed for a second but watched her hand as it worked it's way up and down... twisting her wrist with her motion. Krystal soon had a slow, but steady rhythm giving his cock a slow hand job. Stopping once every so often to tickle the head with the tip of her tongue or spit on it. She looked up at him and smiled, he looked over to martin and Rita. Krystal too had looked.

Across from them they could hear the vocal reaction Martin was provoking from Rita. Her sighs and gasps were high and sharp. Rita lay back on the seat, her neck resting comfortably on the leather fold of the doors arm rest. Her leg's spread and below was the hot site of Martin's face buried deep inside her pussy. Her runway ran down the length, but the real sight came when she could see his tongue extended and flicking wildly over her clit. He would soon after take the time to suck her lips, slurping and swallowing down the juices that leaked from her box. She looked down, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Strands of her black hair were wet with sweat, matting to her forehead. Krystal turned her look back to Luke and with a smile of deviousness; she took him into her mouth. Her head moving with pace and rhythm, Slurping and bobbing up and down. Luke face tensed as the feeling began to manifest quickly, chilling and warming his core with chills. His hand grasped up her short blonde hair and held it to the side. His eyes watched as her lips glided up and down his shaft as she took him in and out of her mouth. Her eyes looking up at his slightly red face, her tongue extending out and the flat side running up the base of his shaft, all the way up to his crown. The feeling he got from her teasing his head made him groan.

Across, Rita still squealed with lustful delight as Martin's tongue worked on her clit, she could feel it just throbbing... pulsing harder with each moment he slowed his pace or stopped all together:

Rita: "OH! Ohhh! Fuck... Oh Fuck... Oh Fuck... Yeh.. Yea.. Yeah.. Yes... yes... yes... yes... that's it... that's it... suck it.. suck it... Mmmmm!! God... FUCK!! Fuck...." *Gasping/Rapid Breathing*

Rita shot up off her seat, her pelvis bucking wildly. She supported herself high up on her elbows as her back arched. Martin's strong broad arms holding her tightly around the legs as her body thrashed about, she came... and came and came... and each time she felt an explosive chill run over her every inch. Krystal could hear them, and slurped hard and fast. Her hand working on Luke's cock and sucking it harder as she listened to the couple enjoy a climax of their own. She released her hold with a wet sloppy pop as Luke's head left her lips:

Luke: "Ahh... Awww fuck baby..."

Krystal: "Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?"

Luke: "Yeah... come here and watch with me.."

Krystal came up and sat on his lap, her eyes taking in the sight of Martin sucking down every drop of Rita's pussy. Her convulsions still going as she came slowly down from her climax. Krystal exchanged a flirty few whispers with her husband, her eyes watching Rita. Suddenly feeling Luke's hand cup her breast, and massage it. And then feeling his other hand as it teased her clit, rubbing it fast and lightly. Krystal's pussy responded with chilling warmth. The tingles rippled out over her as she felt it before:

Krystal: "Mmm fuck... fuc.. fuck me..."

Luke grabbed her chin and turned it to him: "What do you want?"

Krystal looked him in the eyes with primal urgency: "Fuck me."

Rita sat up, her hand grasping Martin's exposed thick member. She stroked it off. Looking over at Krystal:

Rita: "Fuck her... fuck her hard.. I want to see that pussy get pounded real good."

Luke helped Krystal's leg across... she eased in position... her legs parted wide and felt herself ease down on his cock. It pushed passed her folds and eased inside. A big whoosh of breath left them both, as they took in the feelings, relaxing for a moment. Krystal then steadily raised her body up and leaned back to Luke. Her hands outstretched grasping the leather seating for support as she leaned back. Luke's own hands held her up by the waist, as his member was halfway out and steadily pushing back in. Steadily Krystal's rhythm picked up... her eyes shut and her head tilted back as she slowly rode his cock. Her steady rise and descent was showing off to Rita and martin. They watched as they could see the fleshy folds squeeze and tightly grip his shaft, the scent of their sex was thick through out the entire limo's interior. Rita finally felt it was time to have a little more fun:

Rita: "Mmm I want to taste... I want to taste of that pussy."

Luke: "Go for it."

Krystal's head looked down, her face bright with a smile and flushed from the intense feeling of being filled. Luke stopped his motion, and Rita leaned in... Extending her tongue, she licked all over her clit... taking the brief moment to taste the lips. She looked up at Krystal:

Krystal: "Oooh fuuuuuck... holy shit..."*moans*

Rita: "Oooh Very VERY sweet pussy that is... *spits and rubs it on her mound*

Rita felt Martin's hands grab her up by the waist, Rita squealed playfully as she felt herself pulled back on her seat... and pushed down. Her ass up in the air, her face down on the leather seat. Outside Martin could see passing motorists' but the windows were too dark. With that said he sat up on his knees and pointed his hard cock towards Rita's slit. Teasingly rubbing it up and down and finally pushing it all the way in.

Krystal sat up, her legs feeling like Jell-O on the leather lining of the seat... She kissed Luke drunk with lust. Her lips and tongue taking control in an instant, Martin pushed Rita back into the corner against the Limo door slightly. Parting her legs wide... Rita extended her right leg high up resting it on the upper back of her seat, while her left hung off the edge of the seat. Martin moved down and went to work with his tongue. The view was a perfect one for Krystal's eyes. She kissed and made out with Luke, but every so often her eyes glanced over with his as they watched the situation with Martin and Rita now take a reverse action. Krystal's hand blindly searched for Luke's crotch and found it, grasping the thick outline of his member as it was still hidden. She squeezed and rubbed it, making his eyes close with the feeling of her delicate hands teasing him.
Krystal leaned him back on the limo's seated side. Her hands snaking down and undoing his fly and zipper... peeling them down with his boxers, she left them at his ankles. His 7-inch. Cock rested on his waist, pointing straight upward with a small square patch of pubic hair. She ran her hand up the length of his foreskin, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and giving it a soft squeeze. The face of Luke tensed for a second but watched her hand as it worked it's way up and down... twisting her wrist with her motion. Krystal soon had a slow, but steady rhythm giving his cock a slow hand job. Stopping once every so often to tickle the head with the tip of her tongue or spit on it. She looked up at him and smiled, he looked over to martin and Rita. Krystal too had looked.

Across from them they could hear the vocal reaction Martin was provoking from Rita. Her sighs and gasps were high and sharp. Rita lay back on the seat, her neck resting comfortably on the leather fold of the doors arm rest. Her leg's spread and below was the hot site of Martin's face buried deep inside her pussy. Her runway ran down the length, but the real sight came when she could see his tongue extended and flicking wildly over her clit. He would soon after take the time to suck her lips, slurping and swallowing down the juices that leaked from her box. She looked down, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Strands of her black hair were wet with sweat, matting to her forehead. Krystal turned her look back to Luke and with a smile of deviousness; she took him into her mouth. Her head moving with pace and rhythm, Slurping and bobbing up and down. Luke face tensed as the feeling began to manifest quickly, chilling and warming his core with chills. His hand grasped up her short blonde hair and held it to the side. His eyes watched as her lips glided up and down his shaft as she took him in and out of her mouth. Her eyes looking up at his slightly red face, her tongue extending out and the flat side running up the base of his shaft, all the way up to his crown. The feeling he got from her teasing his head made him groan.

Across, Rita still squealed with lustful delight as Martin's tongue worked on her clit, she could feel it just throbbing... pulsing harder with each moment he slowed his pace or stopped all together:

Rita: "OH! Ohhh! Fuck... Oh Fuck... Oh Fuck... Yeh.. Yea.. Yeah.. Yes... yes... yes... yes... that's it... that's it... suck it.. suck it... Mmmmm!! God... FUCK!! Fuck...." *Gasping/Rapid Breathing*

Rita shot up off her seat, her pelvis bucking wildly. She supported herself high up on her elbows as her back arched. Martin's strong broad arms holding her tightly around the legs as her body thrashed about, she came... and came and came... and each time she felt an explosive chill run over her every inch. Krystal could hear them, and slurped hard and fast. Her hand working on Luke's cock and sucking it harder as she listened to the couple enjoy a climax of their own. She released her hold with a wet sloppy pop as Luke's head left her lips:

Luke: "Ahh... Awww fuck baby..."

Krystal: "Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?"

Luke: "Yeah... come here and watch with me.."

Krystal came up and sat on his lap, her eyes taking in the sight of Martin sucking down every drop of Rita's pussy. Her convulsions still going as she came slowly down from her climax. Krystal exchanged a flirty few whispers with her husband, her eyes watching Rita. Suddenly feeling Luke's hand cup her breast, and massage it. And then feeling his other hand as it teased her clit, rubbing it fast and lightly. Krystal's pussy responded with chilling warmth. The tingles rippled out over her as she felt it before:

Krystal: "Mmm fuck... fuc.. fuck me..."

Luke grabbed her chin and turned it to him: "What do you want?"

Krystal looked him in the eyes with primal urgency: "Fuck me."

Rita sat up, her hand grasping Martin's exposed thick member. She stroked it off. Looking over at Krystal:

Rita: "Fuck her... fuck her hard.. I want to see that pussy get pounded real good."

Luke helped Krystal's leg across... she eased in position... her legs parted wide and felt herself ease down on his cock. It pushed passed her folds and eased inside. A big whoosh of breath left them both, as they took in the feelings, relaxing for a moment. Krystal then steadily raised her body up and leaned back to Luke. Her hands outstretched grasping the leather seating for support as she leaned back. Luke's own hands held her up by the waist, as his member was halfway out and steadily pushing back in. Steadily Krystal's rhythm picked up... her eyes shut and her head tilted back as she slowly rode his cock. Her steady rise and descent was showing off to Rita and martin. They watched as they could see the fleshy folds squeeze and tightly grip his shaft, the scent of their sex was thick through out the entire limo's interior. Rita finally felt it was time to have a little more fun:

Rita: "Mmm I want to taste... I want to taste of that pussy."

Luke: "Go for it."

Krystal's head looked down, her face bright with a smile and flushed from the intense feeling of being filled. Luke stopped his motion, and Rita leaned in... Extending her tongue, she licked all over her clit... taking the brief moment to taste the lips. She looked up at Krystal:

Krystal: "Oooh fuuuuuck... holy shit..."*moans*

Rita: "Oooh Very VERY sweet pussy that is... *spits and rubs it on her mound*
Rita felt Martin's hands grab her up by the waist, Rita squealed playfully as she felt herself pulled back on her seat... and pushed down. Her ass up in the air, her face down on the leather seat. Outside Martin could see passing motorists' but the windows were too dark. With that said he sat up on his knees and pointed his hard cock towards Rita's slit. Teasingly rubbing it up and down and finally pushing it all the way in.

Rita gasped loudly, her hand arisen from the leather seat and slapped downward. Clawing tightly it as she felt her husband fill her pussy. She threw her black hair back and it rested on her bare back, her large breasts hung with her black dress. Krystal could see sometimes, but often her eyes soon fluttered from the feeling of Luke fucking her. The feeling shot upward and spread out over each of her limbs, her senses were as stimulated as her libido. She sighed and moaned soon, each motion of her hips meeting Luke's intensified them. As the tempo increased, so did their bodies... Krystal's hips once rocking, were now almost bouncing on Luke's lap. And Luke's slow moving hips, were now firmer and more frequent with each thrust. Each of Krystal's bounces' was met with a strong thrust from below as Luke's hips met her ass. The sights exchanged between the two couples, Martin began his steady rhythm with his thrusts into his wife's box. And Rita in turn felt her body bent forward, her back held down as she felt her body fire off again and again with each thrust from Martin. Her nails dug into the seat, and her moans became cries of delight as she felt her pussy being slammed... over and over again... each time a sharp charge of warm chilling tingles rippling out over her flesh and making her shudder. She brought her head up and managed to open her eyes... looking over at Krystal, her face flush her moans high as she bounced again and again on Luke's cock.

Rita: "Yeeeah fuck that tight pussy..."

Martin reached up and grabbed his wife around by the hair and pulled her upward, his pace slowing only slightly but he still proceeded to keep his rhythm. He held her face next to his, his fingers gripping her chin lightly and holding it up... while his other arm wrapped around her waist. His lips kissing on her cheek while whispering to her, both of them seductively watching on as Luke stopped Krystal's bouncing, and held her aloft for a brief moment.

Martin: "You like watching her get fucked?"

Rita: "Mmmm Yes!! Yes..."

Martin: "Yeah?"

Rita: "Yeah...

Krystal whimpered and groaned as her legs tensed. Luke had stopped her from bouncing and now was slamming her hard and fast... his hips slapping her ass with rapid speed as he sped his stamina to the brink. She moaned and almost lost her grip on the seat. Luke stopped and regained her. She positioned herself and began to ride again, his hands roaming up and cupping her breasts. Grunting loudly as he tried to keep himself from Cumming too soon.

Rita turned her head and gave Martin a gentle, but warm passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss as he looked her right in the eyes and sped up for a brief moment with his pace. Her eyes tensed her mouth opened as she was about to say something but nothing came out. All that could be heard was the steady slapping of his hips meeting her ass. Then a shuddering gasp left her throat. Her arm reached up behind her and she grabbed his neck, her head tilting back as they both bent over so as to not bump their heads on the limo's ceiling:

Rita: "Fuck... give it to me here..."

She let go and lied down, changing her position. She laid back and spread her legs like before only this time her leg was gripped by one strong arm of Martin's. Her face looking up, her dark eye shadow showing that same primal look Krystal's eyes had seen earlier in the ride. Rita looked up and ran her hand over her breasts, then; licking her fingers she reached down and rubbed her clit gently. Martin leaned in and pushed the head of his cock inside, holding her long tan leg to his shoulder, her black high stiletto shoe still on her foot.

Krystal slowed her pace, having been riding her husband for a long time; she too felt it was time for a new position. She knew it wouldn't be long before they would reach home:

Krystal: "Let's change baby... I want to go Side to Side."

Krystal rose up and lied down on her side with Luke soon following, bringing his legs up and joining her. Him now behind her, she raised her leg and held it up with her hand so he had room. She looked down and watched as he inserted inside and pushed. Her jaw clenched as she shivered. She felt his hand grasp her shoulder and soon his rhythm was fast and firm. Across she could now see Martin's pace of fucking Rita had increased to a fast and un-relenting speed. All she could see was the blur of his cock piston in and out of her. Her hands frequently grabbing her breasts, pinching and pulling the nipples. Her eyes squinted and her face flexed in response to Martin's relentless drilling of her pussy. He now almost had her leg stretched a bit back and was leaning over her... her look shifting down to watch his cock as it slammed her. Her moaning and breathing was raspy and hard, she almost couldn't form any proper sentence. All she could do was moan, gasp, sigh, or shiver with her words that tried to come out. Her speech was fixated on phrases like, "Oh fuck..." and ,"Oh god baby your cock feels so good..."

Krystal felt her own body begin to suffer from the same effect. Her husband Luke was sweating terribly, his blonde hair a mess from the furious fucking he was dealing to her. His hard thrusts going hard, and fast, as they were deep, and unyielding. His touch on her skin sent chills along her muscles, along with the chills the inside of her body was enduring. Her head shifted back and forth, up and down. Her eyes looked over at the spectacle of Rita being fucked so good and so hard, to watching her own pussy being fucked so deep and just as hard. It was a night worth it all in spite of all her nervousness this had to be the most exhilarating and exciting night of her life with Luke and Herself.
Best of all with people like Martin and Rita who shared the same likeness as they did.
Across she heard Rita moaning and squealing even sharper... reaching over her head to grab the leather armrest tightly, and then grasping her hair in handfuls:

Rita: "OH! Oh god... Martin... fuck!! Fuck Me!! Oh FUCK ME HARDER!!"

Martin grasped her leg with both strong thick arms and moved his stamina to its limit. His speed was fast and effective, slamming tirelessly into her mound... her hand reached down and rubbed frantically on her clit. Her eyes opened wide and her face turned to a tense face of shock and amazement. Martin's own face was a tinted red, sweating, and straining as he kept his speed and strength constant. In a second, a sharp hard and loud scream of a climax escaped Rita's throat. Her body shook and convulsed violently, her back arched... her hips bucked... her chest heaved up and down, and her head snapped and shook from side to side as wave after wave after wave of explosive and intense multiple orgasms overwhelmed her every sense, muscle, and feeling in her body. It was a sight that sent Krystal over the edge... she shuddered and an unexpected orgasm overtook her body, the two women squealed and cried out. Over and over their bodies felt the warm tidal waves of pleasure shatter them, the perception of where it started and when it would end was hard and almost impossible to say. After several minutes the women came down... calmed, their bodies numb and almost drained from the climaxes they endured. Their every limb and was shaking, and could barely be felt. Luke and Martin were tired, breathless... close to their climax and ready to cum. When suddenly the driver intercom buzzed:

Driver: "Sir, is everything ok back there?!"

Luke: "Yes Walter, the ladies just um... had something happen. Everything is fine, thank you."

Driver: "Yes, Sir."

Luke: *Breathless* "Mmm fuck I'm close..."

Krystal: "Give me that cum..."

Rita gained her breath: "Let's both do it baby... come over here both of you."

Luke and Krystal crawled over and joined Rita and Martin. Martin and Luke took seats a few feet side by side, while Rita and Krystal sat beside them and went to work on them:

Krystal: "He fucked me so good..."

Rita: "Mmmm I know... we should give them a reward... suck these hard cocks."

Krystal: "Mhmm... swallow their thick loads..."

Rita: "Fuck yeah... *sucking and slurping*

Krystal too began her milking of Luke. The men sat and looked down as their wives worked them over. Squeezing and massaging their balls, licking the head, bobbing their heads up and down on their thick members. Slurping the wetness that coated their shaft and head. The men grunted and groaned loudly. Rita deep throated Martin hard a long. Bringing him out as she choked for a breath before licking his shaft again:
Krystal slurped on Luke's head, stroking it on the shaft and soon took it down her throat... holding it and coming back up:

Rita: "Oh yeah that 'a girl!"

Soon the men strained and tensed. Luke's eyes shut tight:

Luke: "Aw fuck!! Cumming... Awwww fuck!!"

His neck bulged and tense with his jaw as rope after rope shot out on her tongue, Krystal taking each shot of cum directly into her mouth and down her throat... she wrapped her mouth around on his head and slurped hard and wildly. Taking everything, as much as she could get from his cock... she ran her hand over his stomach and his blonde head fell back in relief. Next to them, Rita slurped and sucked loud. The wet squish of her tongue and throat working her man made her even hornier, and she slipped a hand between her legs teasing her hyper sensitive clit... she took his cock from her mouth and stroked it fast:

Rita: "Cum baby... give me that fucking cum! Gimme every drop... I want you to cum with me... *loud wet rubbing of her pussy*

Martin: "OOOOOOOOOOOOH! FUCK!!! Take it baby... take it all!! Ah!!"

He grit his teeth as his climax shot forth, his load was MORE messy and thick... Krystal watched on as Rita slurped and sucked, her chin, cheek, and mouth was coated in thick white cream. She slurped and sucked, also trying to get the most out of him like Krystal did from Luke. Her rhythm slowed... her hands went slower and became more gentle. Both men were spent and drained... the ladies sat with them. Still partially naked and tired, they shared a kiss with their husbands.

Rita: "Whew... wow."

All laughed and sat for a moment and shared conversation. The men even had the fun of watching the two gorgeous women share a kiss.
* * *

Finally they came to a stop, as Rita and Martin arrived at Luke and Krystal's home. All had dressed themselves and made themselves look presentable. The Limo driver, Walter; opened the door exchanging glances with the women who looked rather worn and flushed. He only looked down and smiled at the aroma in the car:

Luke: "Goodnight Walter, you'll get a special tip tonight."

Walter: "Thank you Sir. Goodnight to you too, Sir."

Walter shut the door and walked back around to park the Limo.

Krystal grabbed Luke's hand: "Let's go inside... have a drink."

Luke followed his wife as she pulled him to the front door anxiously by the hand; Luke looked back exchanging smiles back with the other two.

Martin: "I think the nights not over..."

Rita: "More fun for us..." *giggles*

Rita took Martin's arm and followed Luke and Krystal. This was going to be a Wild Night... after a Wild Ride.

~The End~
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