The Limousine

She was clutching at the edge of the leather seat, so close to ecstasy, and yet so far. He knew how to keep her attention, he was absolutely awesome. She could feel her love juice spilling from her pussy, she was trying to hold it back, but the muscles kept pushing it out. Her nails dug deeper into the seat's leather.

His cock was as hard as a rock, engorged to the point of bursting. His balls were pulled up as far as they could conceivably go without moving inside his body. His pain/pleasure threshold was almost at its limit. His hands were shaking as he placed them again on her sweet pussy.

The driver was sweating. The tension was almost more than he could bear, and he wasn't even back there. His hands gripped the steering wheel for dear life.

He again opened her hot slit, juices tumbled forward in a steady stream now, more than he had ever seen before, she was in a constant state of erotic tension. His cock was throbbing, the pre cum dripping at a perpetual pace. Enough so that a large patch of wet could be seen on the front his pants. His trembling lips again kissed her lower ones, his tongue licked at the juices on the outside and then in a slow deliberate motion, he licked her juices. He slid his tongue inside her so softly, so gently, she hardly knew he was there. He was lapping her love liquid, and he was still in control. She could feel him there, but just barely, there was so much wetness, it made a barrier to his touch. He even was able to lick at her vaginal opening, sucking slightly at the oozing fluids there, once he ventured his tongue slightly inside her cunt was like a vacuum, Sucking at him wanting to pull him in. He knew he had to stay away, but could please her without making her cum, at least not yet. His tongue moved upward and he opened the hood of the clitoris and exposed the hard proud engorged organ. He knew better than to touch it, so kept his tongue circling around the outside. Even that was almost enough to take her to the brink. Her pelvic gyrations were clearly involuntary, he knew if he didn't do something she would explode.

He sat back on his heels, his hands resting on her knees and looked hungrily into her eyes. "Do you think you are up to returning the pleasure?" he questioned. She leaned forward, kissing him lustily, tasting her own juices in her mouth and then whispered, " I only pray I can give you the same amount of pleasure as you have given me." With that, he got back up on the seat, and she slid down in between his legs. She took her hand and slowly ran it up and down the front of his pants, over his hard cock. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. He did not want to cum yet. He had to think of something. He wanted to cum in all her wetness, feel her cunt pulling him in deeply, encompassing his throbbing cock totally. He sat up, gently took her by the shoulders, and turned her around so that she was sitting right in front of him, her back to him, the back of her head next to the seat.

The driver wasn't just sweating, he was also swearing now. Not only did nobody get off yet, he was having one hell of a time trying to see what they were doing. Damn sometimes he hated this car. He would have to get some new mirrors, maybe ones that magnified, yeah, he thought he would look into that.

She sat slightly perplexed in front of him, what did he want her to do? Her answer came quickly. He took her head in his hands and leaned it back against the seat so that she was looking back at him, her head on the seat. He was unzipping his pants, and he reached in his pants and pulled out his hard swollen prick. The head was very red, very hot, and he slid it right across her wet lips. He shuddered as he guided it across them, she took her hand and held the tip of the head with her fingers, rubbing the head with the pre cum dripping there. It was his turn to groan, and he did, long and low were his moans, as she pressed the wide portion of her tongue firmly against the underside of his swollen cock. He did not want to slide it in her mouth, he knew he would not be able to stop, but this, just this little bit, was a tender piece of heaven. She sucked gently at the underside of his cock as he moved it back and forth. She loved his scent, his muskiness, he was so wonderfully sexy. By pushing her tongue out full force she could just reach the hole in the tip as he moved it past, she tasted him that way over and over. The sensation for him was ecstatic, her pussy was starting to run again,

The driver was ready to jump out of the car and start shaking somebody up. He was more frustrated that the both of them put together. If he could only see something he would feel a lot better. Oh but wait a minute, all of a sudden he saw her move back up to the seat with his boss. Well, well, seems he would be getting a show after all.

He had whispered to her that they had both waited far too long, it was time. And with that he reached under her arms and lifted her back onto the seat. He then pulled his pants and shorts down, and patted his lap. She knew exactly what to do. She got off the seat, and opened her legs wide straddling his knees so that she could slide down his cock. It was her turn to tease him. And she did. An inch at a time. Until she had taken him to the hilt. She did not move a muscle, just relished the feeling of his swollen hot cock filling her wet pussy. Then she began to ride him, slowly at first, only up half way or so, then longer and harder strides until finally she was fucking his hard cock deeper and harder than she thought she ever could. He reached in front of her, and slid his finger in between her legs as she moved up and down. He located her hot little pearl, and began to massage it gently. It wasn't long, they were more than ready, her pussy clutching and releasing his cock was pretty much it for him. Her cunt was so laden with her love lotion that the few strokes on her clitoris brought tremors from down by her toes all the way up to the base of her skull. He pounded a few good strokes into her pussy and his cock started to explode on impact. His body contracted and the hard wrenching spasms started. They came together, they came as one.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his sweaty brow.

They just made it to Atlantic City, when they had finished and the driver pulled up to the casino. Carla gathered her clothes hurriedly together, slapped on her coat, and stuffed her clothes under her coat, she put her shoes on and for all intents and purposes, she looked as if she were completely dressed. Joel hurriedly pulled on his pants pulled up his zipper and threw on his topcoat, a little disheveled, but both with smiles on their faces. The chauffeur opened the door for them leaving them in the front of the casino.

As the driver pulled off, he looked in the rearview mirror, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a pair of black lace panties. He tossed them in the air, caught them in his hand and pressed them to his nose and breathed in deeply. Aloud he said to himself, "Yep that Joel, he sure tips good, and always gives the ladies a good ride for the money." And with that, he pulled off the road, turned off the engine, and slowly pulled down his zipper. He was into having safe sex.