A Wild Ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rita: "Mmmmm fuck yeaaaah...."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then suddenly they all laughed and tried to hush her:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rita: "Mmm I wanna taste... I wanna taste of that pussy."

Luke: "Go for it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rita: "Mmm I wanna taste... I wanna taste of that pussy."

Luke: "Go for it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Martin: "You like watching her get fucked?"

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

Martin: "Yeah?"

Rita: "Yeah...

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

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