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A Wild Ride

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*Before I begin, I want to share with you my reason for this story's theme.

For as long as I can remember, I've had a fascination with Limousines or Limos. To some that may not matter much, to even more it may even mean alot less than little. I have rode in few limo's, but each time I've enjoyed it a great deal. Not only does it an awesome experience in a small manner, but it allows my "Erotic Imagination" to run a little wild.

Even driving by a limo, or seeing one pass us by. I can't help but close my eyes and scarcely imagine who's inside... and what they are doing. The average american has the fantasy of a sexual encounter in a limo. We see it occur in movies, and read of it in magazines and books. Yet not many live to enjoy the fruits of that experience. Those that do, are rare and lucky. But it's a secret fantasy of mine. So enjoy!*

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

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

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

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

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

Luke: "We good?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The four all broke in a laughter of awkward moments:

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

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

Rita: "Awww... first time?"

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

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

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

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

Martin: "Well...

Rita: "Well nothin'..."

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

Krystal: "She has some nice tits!"

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

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

Krystal felt a nerve click and looked over at Luke:

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

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

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

Martin: "I call those my "Torpedoes".

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

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

Krystal: "Now.. are those natural?"

Rita: "No Impants... I wasn't happy with natural, but getting these... oh I like them. Especially cus I know it drives him nuts when I clean house in a t-shirt."

Martin's hands came around and grabbed up her breasts, Rita smiled and laughed as he lifted her up and sat her on his lap.

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

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

Martin: "Damn right... " *He then took one into his mouth and sucked it, Krystal watched as Rita cried out and playfully smacked his shoulder but gave in and let him take it.

Krystal felt Luke's own hand begin to rub the length of her leg. His nose nuzzling her cheek bone and her loose blonde hair. She smiled and watched the two in front of her, and suddenly rita looked over at her and smiled:

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

Krystal: "I'm sorry?"

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

Luke: "Fair is fair Krys..."

Krystal: "But... I dunno.. the driver..."

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

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

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

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

Rita: "She's got awesome tits."

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

Martin and Rita: "Lucky Guy."

Krystal sat back and Luke rested back with her. Martin and Rita also did the same. For a moment there was silence, but then a flirty show began between Rita and Martin. Luke and Krystal watched with grins as the two shared flirty whispers... their faces inches from one another... Krystal's eyes watched his hand as it traveled up her leg and under the length of her dress. She grinned and caught the eyes of Rita, then they fluttered and shut. Leaning in she whispered somthing to Martin and he peeled her dress up higher... exposing the sight of his hand cupping her bare crotch... she wasn't wearing any panties!

Krystal's own legs shook... excitement spilled from her within, and her juices began to flow from her pussy. Luke's hand reaches over and cups one of her breasts... and she doesn't think... she feels her hand reach across and rub his leg. The two watch the other two. The four silent and slowly growing restless, but at the same time... more and more wanting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rita turned: "I wanna see her pussy..."

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

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

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

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

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