limo

*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.

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



Rita: “Yeaaaaah… stroking this hard cock… mmmm like it…”



Martin: “Yeaaah I like it… stroke it… love it when you strok it baby…”



Rita: “Mmm I know you do… looking at your face tensing… fighting me…” *kisses him gently*



Martin: “Ooooh! Yeaaaaaah… ah ah… okay okay… oh shit…” *kisses*



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



Rita: “Mmmmm fuck yeaaaah….”



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



Rita: “How does that feel Krystal… he eating your pussy real good?”



Krystal: *Shaky voice and sighing* “Oh he’s eating me so good… fuck… Mmmm.”



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



Rita: “Ah… Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuh Fffffuck….”



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



Krystal: “OH MY GOD!!” *she cried outloud*



Then suddenly they all laughed and tried to hush her:



Luke: “Shhh… the driver…”



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



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



Across Rita and Martin watched… Rita smiled on as she watched Krystal’s amazing figure convulsed and arched off the seat as Luke ate her pussy, finger fucking her tight walls to an intense orgasm. She turned to Martin’s smiling face and grinned deviously:



Rita: “My turn for some of that tongue big boy.” *grasping him by the jaw and running her thumb over his lips… his mouth sucking on her thumb lightly*.



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



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



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



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



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



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



Luke: “Ahh… Awww fuck baby…”



Krystal: “Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?”



Luke: “Yeah… come here and watch with me..”



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



Krystal: “Mmm fuck… fuc.. fuck me…”



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



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



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



Rita: “Fuck her… fuck her hard.. I wanna see that pussy get pounded real good.”



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



Rita: “Mmm I wanna taste… I wanna taste of that pussy.”



Luke: “Go for it.”



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



Krystal: “Oooh fuuuuuck… holy shit…”*moans*



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



Luke: “Ahh… Awww fuck baby…”



Krystal: “Yeaaaah?! Looking at them, you watching them?”



Luke: “Yeah… come here and watch with me..”



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



Krystal: “Mmm fuck… fuc.. fuck me…”



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



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



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



Rita: “Fuck her… fuck her hard.. I wanna see that pussy get pounded real good.”



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



Rita: “Mmm I wanna taste… I wanna taste of that pussy.”



Luke: “Go for it.”



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



Krystal: “Oooh fuuuuuck… holy shit…”*moans*



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



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



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



Rita: “Yeeeah fuck that tight pussy…”



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



Martin: “You like watching her get fucked?”



Rita: “Mmmm Yes!! Yes…”



Martin: “Yeah?”



Rita: “Yeah…



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



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

It was early Friday afternoon and Charles was on his way home to pick up his new wife so they could go on their honeymoon. He had married Blanc last Monday. They were supposed to leave the next day for their honeymoon but a business crisis at the office had postponed things.



Blanc was Charles third wife and the youngest of the three when compared to his age of fifty two. His first wife had been his same age and the second had been two years younger. Blanc was only forty seven but looked younger than forty. Charles sighed deeply as his mind took him back to their whirlwind romance, all three months of it.



Barney the chauffer glanced up at the rearview mirror of the Lincoln and asked, “You alright boss?”



“I’m fine Barney. I’m more than fine. I’m married to the sexiest, smartest, woman in town.”



Barney grinned and nodded as his attention returned completely to the road. Well, not completely, as memories of hot sex in the front seat of the Lincoln made a movie in the back of his mind. His costar was none other than the boss’s new wife.



*****



After the wedding, he had driven the newly married couple down to the boss’s office. He got out and told Barney to take his wife home and that he would be in town for the next few days. That he would call when he needed the car.



A few blocks from the office, Blanc had him pull over and get her smallest bag out of the trunk. He pulled back into afternoon traffic and gave it his undivided attention. Once he merged into traffic on the freeway headed north, he relaxed and glanced in the rearview mirror.



He did a double take on the scene in the mirror and then almost wrecked as he looked back to make sure what he saw was real. Blanc sat in the middle of the backseat with nothing on but her veil and white thigh high stockings.



Her legs were spread wide and she was fingering herself with two fingers of one hand as three fingers of the other rolled and strummed her clit slowly. To make it even worse she was watching him watch her in the mirror. He groaned and shifted in his seat.



“I was expecting a honeymoon tonight, not sleeping alone,” she said and then grinned. “Where are you sleeping tonight?”



“Uh…. I…. Uh….” Barney said as he maneuvered the car over to the slow lane and got off at the next off ramp. Luckily, they were already outside the city and this road ran out through the woods toward a local lake.



With a lot less traffic and the speed control set to the speed limit, Barney glanced back to find Blanc slumped farther down in the seat. This only spread her knees wider and allowed her two fingers a straighter shot in and out of her slippery wet pussy.



“Lady, are you trying to cause a wreck or get yourself arrested?”



Blanc giggled. “I do love handcuffs and I’ve always wondered what one of those long black nightsticks would feel like in my ass or my pussy.”



“I’ve got a nightstick for you but it sure ain’t black,” Barney mumbled.



“Promises, promises,” Blanc whispered and then groaned as visions of a dick the size of a nightstick being shoved deep and hard into her pussy crossed her mind.



Barney shifted in his seat again and tried to adjust the hard-on in his pants leg to a more comfortable position. It wasn’t happening, no way, no how.



Curiosity got the better of Blanc, so she sat up and leaned forward between the front seats. She left the two fingers in her soaking wet pussy and used her other hand for balance as she moved even farther forward. Barney was a big guy so she was on her knees and laid out on the console by the time she got a view of the bulge in his pants leg.



“Holy shit! Is that damn thing real?” She asked as she jerked her fingers out of her pussy and scrambled over and into the front passenger seat.



“Hey, I’ve got to drive here,” Barney said loudly but his eyes were on her gorgeous round ass, which passed only inches from his face, and then on her large firm tits.



Once she got seated in front, she reached over to find out if it was real or not. Halfway there she realized she was reaching with the hand that had been in her pussy. She jerked that hand back, stuffed two sticky fingers in her mouth with a moan and reached with the other hand.



Blanc ended up lying across the console as she explored the long thick ridge in Barney’s slacks. “Damned if it ain’t real,” she whispered as her hand squeezed and release it three times before she covered its whole length. “And a foot long, if I’ve ever felt one.”



When she suddenly started fumbling with his belt buckle, Barney swatted her hand. “You’re wasting your time. There’s no way to get it out with me sitting down short of a knife.”



Blanc looked up with horror on her face. “There won’t be anything remotely sharp even close to that beauty if I have any say.”



“I meant to cut the pants.”



Blanc grinned. “I know what you meant, now find a place private to park this damned car before I rip those pants with my bare hands.” Sliding farther forward she added, “I could try chewing my way through first.”



Barney’s big hand swatted Blanc’s ass with a meaty slapping sound. “Sit back before you wreck us.”



Blanc looked up at Barney and smiled. “Spanking my ass is not the way to make me stop when I’m after a big hard dick. It just excites me more.”



“The boss is going to fire my ass at the very least when he finds out what you’re doing,” Barney said and then moaned.



Blanc now had both hands on Barney’s hard dick. “He knows I fuck around. I told him as much when he proposed to me. He said it didn’t matter as long as I kept it low profile. Laying down in this seat is about as low as it gets.”



Barney slapped her on the ass again. “Yeah, but this is sticking up for the world to see.”



Blanc shivered and wiggled her ass from side to side. “A little harder, if you please.”



With a deep groan that was part frustration and part lust, Barney slowed the car quickly and turned into the next park road he came to. He tried to remember the last time it rained but at the moment, possibly getting stuck was the least of his worries.



The gravel road was dry and in good repair. The road made a curve and there was a small parking area to the right. It was the starting point for a hiking trail. He turned in, made a half circle, and then backed up to the rail that kept vehicles off the trail.



He killed the motor and the tilt steering wheel moved to its highest point. Blanc crawled on into his lap and applied her teeth to the large bulge, nibbling and biting gently along its length. Both of them moaned loudly. Her hot breath made shivers run up and down Barney’s back.



Now that his hands were free, Barney used the right one to caress Blanc’s beautiful full round ass. She groaned and wiggled her ass as his fingers trailed down the deep cleft. She gasped and then groaned even louder as two fingers teased her hot wet opening.



Blanc was trying to suck on the large head of Barney’s dick through the cloth of his slacks as one finger and then a second finger teasingly explored the slipperiness of her pussy. She groaned loudly and shoved her ass back, impaling herself on the two fingers. They were large and rough, which made them feel even better as they moved even deeper into her sex.



Barney was surprised at the ease that his big fingers entered her sex. He gave them a twist back and forth and then pushed them even deeper. Blanc worked her knees wider and tilted her hips. Now Barney could finger fuck her long, hard, and deep. His cupped palm spanked her ass as he did.



“Oh, hell yes,” Blanc said loudly as she wiggled her ass from side to side. “Spank that ass. Fuck that pussy. Make Blanc come her brains out.” Then she threw her head back with an incoherent yell, flexed her hips rapidly, and did just that. Come like no tomorrow, that is.



Barney marveled at the grip Blanc’s sex had on his fingers as she came long and hard. He wondered how it would feel if it was his dick in there instead of his fingers. He groaned at the thought as he twisted his fingers slowly and then eased them up out of her boiling sex.



Blanc was out of it. It had been a very long time since she had had this large of an orgasm. Thoughts of the big dick in the pants under her, the large fingers in her pussy, and the hand spanking her ass had her in another world. A world of flashing lights and sparkling pleasure.



As Blanc spiraled back down to earth, Barney caressed the twin cheeks of her ass. The skin felt warm and satiny smooth to his rough calloused hand. When she sighed and flexed her hips slowly, he raised his hand and gave her ass a hard solid slap on each cheek.



Blanc shivered at each blow and then sighed as more didn’t come. “That’s teasing,” she whispered and then pushed up on her hands and looked down at the large ridge in Barney’s left pants leg. “That’s teasing even worse,” she pouted.



Barney chuckled as he opened his door and got out. After a quick look around, he leaned on the roof of the car, facing inward. A moment later, he felt Blanc undoing his belt buckle and then worked at the button at the waist of his slacks.



He fished a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and lit one, blowing the smoke out gently as Blanc lowered the zipper on the pants. He grinned as she worked his pants down off his hips. This should be good, he thought as he took another drag on the cigarette.



Blanc whispered loudly, “Holy shit, you were not kidding about the nightstick thing in the least.” Then she was trying to stuff the huge head in her mouth.



Barney shivered as her hot mouth sucked on the large head of his dick. Her tongue snaking over and around it made his hips quiver and slowly ease forward. Blanc made a soft moaning sound around the head of his dick as it went deeper in her mouth.



“I didn’t think her mouth was that big,” Barney whispered to himself as he eased his hips back and then moved them forward. She now had at least half of his dick in her mouth.



Blanc whimpered as Barney moved his hips back and then moaned softly as his dick moved deeper. The head touched the back of her throat and she moaned even louder. Her mouth was completely full and she still had a two handed grip on his monster of a dick.



For a moment, she wondered if she had bitten off more than she could chew. No pun intended. She loved sex, anywhere and anytime but this was by far the biggest dick she had ever encountered. She was having second thought on whether her little pussy could even handle it.



There was only one way to find out, Blanc thought as she rocked back and released Barney from her mouth. Her jaws ached from the few minutes she had sucked on him. She hurriedly backed up, turned around, and crawled backwards into the drivers seat. She backed up until she felt the head of his dick bump her ass.



With a big grin, Barney took a step back, looked down, and then went to one knee. He had an ass cheek in each hand and spread them to reveal Blanc’s sopping wet opening and the dark ring of her anus. Leaning forward, he licked and kissed one cheek and then the other.



Blanc moaned loudly and tilted her ass higher as a hot tongue zeroed in on her pussy and then took a lick up the crack of her ass. A tickling, tingling sensation followed as the tongue flicked and fluttered it’s way down from her tailbone to her anus. It paused there and teased the opening with fast flicks and a slow circle.



“Oh, hell yeah,” Blanc said loudly as Barney wiggled his tongue against her asshole. Then she whimpered just as loudly as the hot tongue moved away.



Before she could protest, Barney stood up and pressed the massive head of his dick to the slippery opening to her pussy. Then she tried to gasp as the head entered her. She could not make her lungs work. She couldn’t even move, she was fixed to the spot.



Barney held onto the frozen woman’s hips with just the head of his dick in her hot opening. Her pussy grabbed and fluttered tightly around the head. He groaned softly, his hips twitching slightly, even as he tried his best to stay still and let her pussy get used to the big intruder.



When Barney’s hips twitched, Blanc finally took a deep gasping breath and held it. Then she pushed back experimentally as she let the breath out. The head moved deeper and she grabbed another lung full of air. Her pussy had never been so full.



When Blanc pushed back and his dick went deeper, Barney sucked in a hissing breath and remained still. Her pussy alternated between gripping him tightly and a pulsing, rippling sensation. His hips twitched again and he heard the woman exhale sharply.



A moment later, Blanc groaned softly and whispered, “That thing is going to kill me, if I ever get even half of it inside.”



Barney grinned as he eased his hips forward and pulled back on Blanc’s hips at the same time. Nothing happened for a few seconds and then his dick moved deeper as Blanc let out a long groaning moan. Her hips flexed and fluttered in an up and down motion as even more dick entered her stretched pussy.



The thought of a very large dildo she had played with once a long time ago crossed Blanc’s mind. She had mounted it to the corner of a table by the suction cup on the end. Then she had placed a mirror on the floor so she could watch it go deep in her pussy. Both the dildo and the mirror had driven her wild.



Blanc felt the big dick in her pussy moving back, pulling out. “No! No! Don’t take it out,” she almost yelled. Her hips tried to follow it back but the hands on them held her firmly in place.



Her pussy felt strangely empty as the head reached her opening. When it reversed directions and started back in, Blanc gasped loudly and let out a long drawn out groan as it moved deeper and deeper. Her hips wiggled and squirmed as she got fuller and fuller. By the time the dick stopped moving, Blanc was shaking from head to ass.



Barney stopped pushing when he felt the entrance to Blanc’s pussy get tight around his shaft. He pulled back a few inches and then pressed forward again. His dick moved easier. Blanc threw back her head. “Oh my god that feels so fucking good.”



He kept rocking his hips, going deeper and deeper. He was waiting for her hips to move forward. That would tell him when she had enough dick in her. The problem was, Blanc wiggled her hips from side to side but did not move forward. When his hips touched her ass, he groaned deeply. He had never had his entire dick in any woman he had fucked.



Blanc felt his hips touch her ass and groaned as she pushed back and ground her ass against his hips. “Holy shit!” she whispered a moment later. “I can’t believe I ate the whole thing.” Then she giggled and moved her hips forward a few inches and then pushed back hard.



Barney groaned and Blanc made a loud whimpering sound. “Be still woman before I come right where I am. I want to fuck you some before I do,” Barney said and then groaned as Blanc moved again.



She giggled and whispered, “I’ve already had half a dozen little orgasm from you stuffing that monster in my pussy. I now know what a sausage feels like when it’s stuffed.” She moaned softly and added, “I feel so damned full.”



Barney pulled his hips back sharply until just the head was still inside. Blanc shivered and moaned. His hips moved forward slowly and Blanc groaned loudly as her pussy filled up and stretched wide. His hips touched her ass and started back the other way. He fucked her with long full slow strokes. Blanc was strangely quiet.



A dozen strokes later, Blanc was ramming her ass back against him as his hips neared hers. Her pussy was hotter and wetter than ever, a loud squishing noise coming from between her thighs as the big dick moved inside her. Barney groaned loudly, jerked his hips back, and then rammed his dick home with a hard swift stroke. Blanc gasped and rocked her hips from side to side.



Barney slammed his dick into the small woman three more times and then held his hips tightly against her ass as he came in long forceful spurts. Blanc yelled and wiggled her hips wildly. She was coming right along with him. Bright spinning lights were painted on the inside of her eyelids and electricity shot throughout her body. Her body was shaking and jerking as the orgasm of a lifetime rolled over her mind and body.



*****



With a shivery shake Barney pulled the Lincoln into the driveway and stopped as he waited for the front gates to open. He had driven most of the way home on autopilot as he thought about Blanc and their hot lovemaking that first time. She had pretty much been asleep, as he had brought her home that first day. He had had to load her into the backseat and then carry her into the house when they got home.



He had carried her in the side entrance in hopes that he could get her to her room unseen. The cook was in the kitchen, where the downstairs maid and the butler were, he had no idea. Everything was fine until he made the turn into Blanc’s room. Connie, the upstairs maid was sprawled out on the master bed, naked in all her radiant glory, one hand on her breast and the other slowly rolling her clit around.



“Holy shit!” she yelped as she rolled over and scrambled off the bed. “What is she doing home? They’re supposed to be on their honeymoon.”



“A change in plans, sweet cheeks,” Barney said as he laid Blanc out on the bed. She still had on the vale but one stocking was down around her ankle and the other looked twisted.



“What the hell happened to her?” Connie asked and then looked hard at Barney. “Uh, did you do what I think you did?”



Barney grinned at her and nodded. “Every damned inch of it.”



Connie got a wide eyed look and shook her head. “No damned way. I’m a hell of a lot taller and bigger than her and I can’t take but three quarters of that monster.”



Barney chuckled and nodded but before he could say anything, Blanc gave out with a moan and sat straight up in bed. “Holy shit!” she said, her eyes as wide as Connie’s were.



Barney and Connie froze in place but Blanc was looking back and forth between the two. Then her eyes locked in on Connie’s naked body and she grinned broadly. “How are you at cleaning up a messy pussy?” She asked a few seconds later.



“I… uh… I…” Connie stammered as she looked at Barney quickly.



“If you don’t like girls then just say so,” Blanc said softly.



“I… uh…. I like some girls,” Connie admitted with a blush.



Blanc looked at Barney and then back at Connie. “You like Barney’s big dick, right.”



Connie nodded and then grinned. “But I can’t take all of it.”



Blanc groaned and fell backwards on the bed. “I didn’t know I could until his hips touched my ass.”



Connie shivered and looked at Barney. “Why don’t you go get the ladies luggage while we have a little, uh, talk?”



Blanc looked at Connie, her head cocking to the side. Then she smiled and looked at Barney. “Take your time and close the door on your way out.”



Barney looked at Blanc sharply and then glance over at the grinning maid. Looking back at Blanc he made a little nodding bow and said, “Yes ma’am.”



He had come back later to find the door locked, so he had sat the luggage next to the door and went back downstairs.



*****



As Barney pulled up in front of the house, Charles said, “You seem to be a little distracted today.”



“Uh, sorry sir, women problems. You know how it can be.”



“Not really. Not for a long while that is. The last Misses got to be a problem there at the end but….”



Barney nodded as he got out of the car and came around to open the back passenger door. “Yes sir, I remember her well, although I always felt she didn’t care for me.”



“Quite the contrary, she was quite fond of you but that horse dick of yours scared the hell out of her,” Charles said with a laugh.



“Yes sir, that happens,” Barney replied.



“All men should have that problem,” Charles said as he got out of the car. “Now, I wonder where that new wife of mine is.”

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