## Archive-name: limosine

From: lunind@vccnw06.its.rpi.edu (Dan Luning)

Subject: story: limo

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

NOTE CROSSPOSTING!!!!!

>From mgse!rex!ginosko!uunet!cs.utexas.edu!tut.cis.ohio- state.edu!davenpor Sun Aug 6 02:34:58 CDT 1989 Article 6116 of alt.sex: Path: mgse!rex!ginosko!uunet!cs.utexas.edu!tut.cis.ohio- state.edu!davenpor >From: Anonymous >Newsgroups: alt.sex ~Subject: THE LIMO - A story Message-ID: <56448@tut.cis.ohio-state.edu> ~Date: 31 Jul 89 17:13:27 GMT Status: RO

THE LIMOUSINE - A story.

My third assignment as a driver for Executive Limousine was the best I ever had. I was sent to pick up Ms. Emily Van Wert from the Astoria at 10:00 pm.
I arrived a few minutes early to put on a good impression, and stood outside the car as I waited. Soon enough, I spotted a woman who fit Ms. Van Wert's description; tall, brunette, pretty, with a black skirt and gold jacket over a white blouse. She was talking and laughing with another woman whom I recognized as Christina Williams, international model and Penthouse Pet of the Year. Christina was breath-taking in her tight black leather skirt with a zipper on the side with a white bustier. The only other items she wore were black stockings and high heels.
I opened the door for them and they stepped inside, giggling. I got into the driver's seat and started the engine.
"Where to, ma'am?" I asked politely as I looked at Christina through the rear-view mirror.
"Anywhere. And don't hurry," replied Ms. Van Wert. They began to talk softly, and I eventually stopped watching Christina's legs and paid attention to the road.
I glanced back a few minutes later because I couldn't hear them talking anymore.
Christina was caressing Emily's hair as they kissed each other. I was so surprised that I nearly hit the car ahead of me. Luckily, the two women seemed too occupied to notice. I stared at them, glancing at the road every few seconds for safety's sake. I also started to head out of the crowded areas of town.
Their kisses were slow and sensuous, their looks bespoke of deep affection. Emily's arms were around Christina, hugging her lightly and, as I soon found out, undoing the snaps on Christina's bustier. It quickly fell loose and Emily discarded it towards the front of the car. Christina's famous April cen- terfold breasts were revealed in all their glory under the limo's interior lights. They were deeply tanned without any lines, nearly perfectly round with large nipples which stood out in the cool air of the air-conditioned limo.
Emily broke their kiss and bent to regard Christina's breasts. It did not take her long to select one and begin to wash it with her tongue, stopping now and then to nibble the nipple. Christina was getting very excited. She would bite her lower lip and moan a little, then encourage Emily with a "Oooh, so good." She was also unzipping her skirt and spreading her legs. I saw that her stockings were being held up by a baby pink garter belt.
With all this going on, I pulled into a nearly deserted parking garage and roamed its levels slowly. This let me unzip my pants and fish out my very hard cock. I stroked it slowly as I watched the two lovers in the back.
Emily had relented long enough for Christina to toss her skirt next to the bustier. Her panties really turned me on. They were made out of black "wet-look" nylon and the crotch cup was covered with silver metal studs.
The two women began to kiss again and Emily wriggled her left hand under the panties to Christina's pussy. This began to drive the model wild, and she started to buck again Emily, her own hands rubbing her breasts and her ass. Emily took her other hand to Christina's face, and she eagerly began to suck on two of the offered fingers. Her moans were muffled, but her bucking grew in intensity, her hips gyrating and her legs opening and closing around Emily.
I couldn't see what Emily was doing in Christina's panties but I could guess. After about 30 seconds of this, Christina pulled Emily hand out of her mouth and started moaning loudly with a little whimper in her voice. She clamped her thighs around Emily and jiggled up and down as she breathed in short gasps. I stopped stroking myself, worried I'd come too quickly with this show going on.
After a few seconds of this, Christina began to relax, tens- ing up twice more with afterwaves of pleasure. Emily removed her hand from her panties and caressed Christina's chest with her wet fingers. They kissed again, but Christina gently pushed Emily back into her seat.
She got off her seat and got on to her hands and knees in front of Emily. The view of her firm ass sticking out at me with the black thong of material made my cock throb. She lifted Emily's dress a little, reached in and pulled down a very wet pair of nylon bikini panties down to Emily's ankles. Next she moved her head up under the skirt and began to work on Emily's pussy with her tongue and face. The skirt was pushed up enough that I could see her stroking Emily's pussy up and down, pushing her tongue deep inside. I didn't take long for Emily to come as hard as Christina had, although she was less vocal about it.
After that, each of them removed the rest of their clothing and laid back on the wide rear seat, their bodies entwining. They nuzzled and kissed each other, cleaning off various juices.
I realized that I parked the car and I took the opportunity to relieve myself, pumping up and down on my cock, faster and faster, until I came in my handkerchief. I quickly stuffed my hard cock back into my pants and asked where they wanted to go now.
Christina gave an address that I recognized as a posh jet-set hotel uptown. "And do hurry," she requested. I needed no more encouragement.
All too soon, they were dressing again, leaving the car arm in arm, and disappearing in the hotel.
I resigned myself to another night with a porn flick. My cock and I agreed on an all-girl flick. I drove back to the limousine garage and did a check of the back area before turning it in. To my delight, there on the back seat lay Christina's black panties and Emily's white nylon ones. I grabbed them, turned in my keys, and rushed the video store.

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