LITEROTICA PODCAST
LIT CAMS (200 Free Tokens)ADULT TOYSVOD MOVIES

Back in the Saddle ~ always open

limodrivinslut

limodrivinslut

at your service
Joined
Apr 1, 2004
Posts
3,533
Hey guys and gals. :cool:

Maggie, the blonde bombshell, is driving and I'm all alone here in the back.
 
Slim

Slim
19 year old male college student
Inexperienced, because of his strict religous upbringing
Slim and tall.
Shy around the opposite sex.

Has car trouble, and is standing next to the road, trying to thumb a ride as the vehicle approaches. When he realized that it was a limo, he did not have a lot of hope that it would stop for him.
 
Last edited:
"Hey Flo... " Maggie spoke through the open glass window between them. "There's a real hard luck case up ahead. Smoke all over...

He looks pretty harmless."

Florence finished zipping up her other boot and felt good to have a day off to run errands. Brushing out her hair she heard Maggie up front and felt the car ease over.

"Do you want him back there with you?" Maggie asked.

"That's fine hun. Go round and open the door for him for a thrill. I'll stay put." Florence slicked on a fresh coat of gloss as Maggie hopped out and let the young man know that he could join them or that she could just call for assistance.
 
Slim's eyes widened as he watched the driver exit the limo and approach him. His senses shifted into overload; that body with the long legs that rose all the way up, the cavernous cleavage, the sumptuous lips slightly parted, the sway as she walked.

She had offered to call for roadside assistance or suggested that he could join them. “Them?” He looked back toward the vehicle, but the heavily tinted glass would not afford an inside view.

“Thank you very much maam. If its ok with you, I’ll just ride to the next garage.”

The lady driver nodded and opened a rear door. As he slid in, the first thing to come to his mind was the suggestive old video done by ZZ Top, his mother caught him watching one day years ago. Something about legs, but he had blocked the episode from his mind and could remember very little.

“Hi.” Was the only thing he could say as he slid next to a cornucopia of fleshy delights.

“Whew!” He thought. “Its gonna be hard being good in here.”
 
Last edited:
Rose

"No way am riding in a simple taxi, after all I have been through, I deserve nothing but the finest" I thought to myself as I flipped through the Yellow Pages, looking for a limo service. A particular ad caught my eye, and I immediately picked up the phone and dialed the number.

I nervously clicked my pen and chewed at my bottom lip, as I waited for someone to answer the phone.

I hoped that they didn't mind me making an appointment to be picked up on such short notice, but I had plenty of money in order to make it well worth their time.

Freshly divorced, new to the city and ready to party, that was me in a nutshell.

"Come on, pick up already!" I mumbled impatiently as I dropped my pen and began to adjust my breasts that were beginning to spill out of the top of my dress.
 
She saw him straighten out his shirt as Maggie spoke to him and he seemed glad to climb in. The door opened with its usual clunk and Flo slowly crossed her legs so as not to look trashy. The phone rang a quick paced Jingle Bells which let her know a client needed help.

It was different now that Maggie and Florence had gone solo. No boss, no staff, no office; just two cherried-out black stretches. The phone book number from the old office was bumping calls to Flo's cell so she was never sure who could be on the other end of he line. Her cell had always just been for the regulars.

As she flipped the phone open she nodded and said 'hi' to the young man. While he buckled up on the other side she said, "Hello" into the phone. Fumbling in her clutch she pulled out a cigarette, but then thought of her passenger and just set it on the seat.

The voice seemed to be a real cheery broad. Someone new.
 
Slim

Before Slim could tell the nice jezubelian looking lady how much he appreciated the ride, she took the call. He realized she put her cigarette down as a courtesy to him, and he was grateful, but he also felt a strange sense of dissappointment, that he would not see her bring the slim tube to her moist lips and inhale and exhale.

He remained quiet during the call, took in the ambience, and said a silent prayer.

"Help me Lord. I do believe its a rolling bordello."

He began to realize that accepting the ride had been a serious error in judgement, because he had played himself into one of his two major weaknesses. The other was fried chicken, but he didn't smell any of that.
 
Name:Ryan
Occupation:Limo Driver
Personality: Ryan is a Collage student who also Basketball Star. He works for the Limo service and is a very Gentelmen like.
He is 6'2" tall black man. His body is a very edgy Usher look and he has low cropped waves for hair. His eyes are a dark Hazle color.


"Royal Limop service how may I help you?" Ryan said as he picked up the phone.
 
OOC ~ Virginia is for lovers ;)

~~ The short black skirt had a ruffled edge that draped across her upper thigh so high that it must have been obvious that she was wearing sheer to the waist back hose with her tall black boots. Her floral chiffon peasant blouse plunged dangerously low and she made sure that he saw some cleavage as she reached into the side compartment, looking for her lighter. Pulling out dangle ear rings first, Flo set those on the seat too.

Finally the lighter; she chatted away confirming an immediate pick up as she gazed at her new passenger. He was kinda cute.
 
Got room for one more back there darlin;) Thinking a garage mechanic needs to go into town if you're going that way. 26, well muscled, tanned kind of mechanic:)
 
Slim

Her floral chiffon peasant blouse plunged dangerously low and she made sure that he saw some cleavage as she reached into the side compartment, looking for her lighter. Pulling out dangle ear rings first, Flo set those on the seat too.
Click to expand...

He tried to look elsewhere. He really did, but it was as if her scantily clad body were a magnet and his eyes steel orbs. He was powerless as his eyes followed a natural path, beginning at the "made for walking all over me" boots, and the sheer hose that went all the way up to reveal....oh my! He forced himself to look away, but when she reached for her lighter, giving him a tremendous down-blouse he gave up.

"Too late now." He thought, feeling arousal strainig uncomfortably against his tightening jeans

"Cat's out the bag, cow's out the gate
Help me Lord! Its way to late."

Like a kid sneaking into a candy jar, his hand slid over, and found itself on top of her nearest thigh.
 
sexzsoysauce said:
Name:Ryan
Occupation:Limo Driver
Personality: Ryan is a Collage student who also Basketball Star. He works for the Limo service and is a very Gentelmen like.
He is 6'2" tall black man. His body is a very edgy Usher look and he has low cropped waves for hair. His eyes are a dark Hazle color.


"Royal Limop service how may I help you?" Ryan said as he picked up the phone.
Click to expand...
"Hi... umm... I hope you don't mind but I have a large party that needs a ride from the airport. We have a lot of gear from our tour. I tried to call that other service the guys used to use but they're busy I guess. Can you come right away?" Persia looked at her weary band and their closest crew. The rest of the company had gone home with loved ones. After a couple of years of travel she began to wonder if anyone special would ever pick her up from the airport.
 
OOC ~ looks like Ryan and Persia need their own thread.

~~ Gabe619 ~ Got room for one more back there darlin Thinking a garage mechanic needs to go into town if you're going that way. 26, well muscled, tanned kind of mechanic ~~

As his hand touched her she didn't flinch but cut a wicked grin and her head spun for a sec. She held the phone in her hand as she slipped her arm around Slim's neck. "So what's your name anyway?" She settled in next to him just as the phone rang again.

Slim popped in reaction as Jingle Bells electronically dazzled the back of his head. "Oh sorry... I should turn that feature down." Flo apologized as she brought the phone to her ear. "Hi Gabe. We're on our way with a drop off to your shop. Sorry we're running a little late. Have you had lunch yet? Mags said she was hungry, but mostly she's been acting horney. *laughs* I can't give her everything she craves like you can babe."
 
Ryan listened to the silky voice that came threw the receiver. He almost choked when he heard it at first.

"Ummm of course what is the address?" He said. He couldn't wait to go over there if her body was as sexual as her voice it might be a very interesting limo ride.
 
"Hey Flo." Gabe replied into his phone as he wiped his hands off on a rag. He threw the material onto the engine of the Corvette he was working on and stepped out into the hot sun as he spoke again.
"You tell Maggie I've got her lunch right here, darlin." He laughed. "I'll see you two horny honeys soon, babe."

Hanging up he checked his watch and wondered whether Mags would be up for one of his special 'packed' lunches today. Gabe hoped so as he could do with letting off some steam after the morning he'd had. The garage was running well, making profit, but his best days were when the Limo rolled in with Flo and Mags on board. He always cut them a 'special' deal. Grinning to himself he walked back to the Covette and adjusted his growing erection which had started hardening just thinking of the women.
 
Flo could see Maggie watching through the rear view mirror. "Hey Mags... Gabe wants to have you for lunch. How about if you work things out with him and get your beast out of the shop while you're at it.
I'll take this gentleman with me to that pick-up that just called."

Maggie commented back, "Are you sure hon? It was supposed to be your day off."

"It'll be an easy lift with this new gal and then I'll be free for the rest of the afternoon." Flo told Maggie, and then turned to her new young friend. "Unless you just want to stay at the mechanics shop and have them deal with your car that is."
 
OOC: Mags wardrobe

Whats Maggie wearing, darling, or should I just use my imagination;)
 
http://www.pscspace.com/images/blonde-BikerChic-Lo-Rez.jpg

Maggie couldn't believe Florence was actually letting that kid touch her like that. It was good that Gabe had time for her this afternoon since he was always great for good hard fuck.

Gabe and Maggie never really spent much time together outside of work, it was just pure chemistry between them and being professional gave way to lust. This would be the first time that Florence wouldn't be a part of their passion and the thought of the two of them alone made her moist.

Easing into the right lane she prepared to exit and head for the shop.
 
Gabe had half his body under the Corvette tinkering with her when he noticed the time. Mags and Flo would be here any minute. Not that he was to worried about them seeing him a little oily and dirty, he was a mechanic afterall, but he wanted to make sure he had the time to treat Mags right this afternoon so he quickly finished up and slid out from under the car and rolled to his feet. He wore an old, but comfortable red checked shirt, arms rolled up to the elbows and front undone all the way to show off his tanned and hard body. A pair of ripped jeans and his boots finished off his clothing for today. he stood and took a swig from a bottle of water nearby before tipping some over his short brown hair to cool down a little. The water cascaded down over his clothes and chest and he sighed as the cold hit his bare skin. Yeah, now he was ready for the sexy driver, Flo had introduced him to all that time ago. He almost ached for her body as his memory ran over some of their previous moments together, moments sometimes shared with Flo herself who always got Gabe hard just at the thought of her legs and boots. Hopefully today Mags would also be wearing her knee length leather boots, god they turned him on. If she was then she would also be wearing her skirt wihc swished around the top of her legs and ass. Shaking his head and trying to calm himself as his bulging cock grew uncomfortable inside his jeans, Gabe walked outside to check the road.
 
As his hand touched her she didn't flinch but cut a wicked grin and her head spun for a sec. She held the phone in her hand as she slipped her arm around Slim's neck. "So what's your name anyway?" She settled in next to him just as the phone rang again.
Click to expand...

“You can call me Slim, maam.” He replied just before the cell phone prompted her attention.

The heavenly aromas emanating from here voluptuous figure reminded him of Mrs. Johnson, the lady who, several months previously, misunderstood the purpose of his Thursday Night Visitation. Though afterwards she did say that his visit had been a real blessing, and offered that he had been “massively blessed.” He didn’t quite know what that meant, but accepted it as a compliment, because she suggested that perhaps he should visit her every Thursday night; a temptation he had managed to resist.

Head nestled between her arm and ample bust, he let his long slender fingers do the walking, taking a leisurely stroll up her thigh, as she talked to some guy named Gabe. Soon, his fingers met the exquisite intersection of lower limbs and torso, and began to make light circles over the fleshy gates of paradise, that appeared to instinctively open as if honoring a polite request for entry. Above, the gentle kissing began; first the earlobe, then down the neck, then the tops of her breast, as if his mouth and fingers were saying

“You start walking my way and I’ll start walking your way.”

But the mighty struggle of freedom versus restraint fought valiantly by his ever growing appendage was beginning to be more than uncomfortable; downright painful.
 
Rose

My call was finally answered by the sultry voice of a woman.

"I would like to hire a limo for the evening." I said excitedly "The name is Rose and I am staying at the Downtown Ritz. Is there any chance of you being able to pick me up within the next hour or two? Money is no object and I am willing to pay extra for the short notice"

I finished giving her the rest of my information, then hung up the phone. Taking the last sip of my drink, I then got up and went to finish getting ready.
 
Maggie looked over her sunglasses, out the open driver's window and smiled as she first caught sight of the buldge in his jeans. It took a second to integrate that he was pointing out for her where to park. Grabbing her purse she hopped out and ran to him, leaving the engine running. Before Florence could wave goodbye... they were gone.

"Sorry Slim... I've gotta pick up a client just a couple of blocks away. She sounds pretty hot on the phone. Once she's delivered I'll take you home or whatever, then I can go pick her back up when she calls."

Florence climbed in the driver's seat and adjusted it to her setting while she adjusted the rear view mirror. Slipping on her shades and driver's cap she turned on her speaker to the rear of the car.

"Testing ONE, TWO... am I on?" he nodded sharply as her voice projected through the limo. He saw her laugh and then realized that she could see him in her rear view mirror. She offered a nasty suggestion. "Your poor cock needs a good polishing there lad. Why don't you break it out and give it some attention? Then you won't be so uppity when the client arrives."
 
"Your poor cock needs a good polishing there lad. Why don't you break it out and give it some attention? Then you won't be so uppity when the client arrives."
Click to expand...

Slim was shocked. "I don't polish nobody's knob!" He thought. "I wouldn't like it even if was my own."

Looking down as if in serious contemplation. "Besides, I'm not that nimble....am I?" Again in serious thought. "Nah...but she's right about it needing some attention. The main thing right now, though, is to get in a little less bind. But here? How? Well, she did say to break it out."

He looked around, but there was no way get out of the vision of that over-sized rear-view mirror. "What the heck?" He unzipped his fly, reached in, and pulled it out. As if at rapt attention it stared up at him with its one good eye, reveling in the release.

"I don't know. It wouldn't take a lot of bending."

He bent forward toward the speaker.

"Maam...uh.. just what did you mean by "polishing?"
 
Last edited:
Gabe stood with a wide grin on his face as Maggie jumped out of the limo and ran toward him. She was obviously hot for the lucnch he had prepared for her and he drank in the sight of her booted legs and black shirt as it rose and fell as she ran. Her black leather jacket and white blouse reflected the sun a little, but as she got to him he opened his arms and swept her off her feet before kissing her passionately and leading her away from the limo.

He waved at Flo as she jumped into the drivers seat and then the car was pulling off. Slipping one arms around Mag's slim waist, Gabe led her into his garage and up to the corvette.

"She'll be ready real soon, babe, but in the meantime how about your lunch?" He reached down and adjusted his bulging crotch as he said this. Straightening it out a little to make it less painful. In a second he hoped Mag's would be making a lot more enjoyable anyway.

"You want to eat it in here, out back, or in my officer, darlin?" He asked with a toothful grin as his hand slipped down to cup her firm ass.
 
KoolAid said:
He looked around, but there was no way get out of the vision of that over-sized rear-view mirror. "What the heck?" He unzipped his fly, reached in, and pulled it out. As if at rapt attention it stared up at him with its one good eye, reveling in the release.

"I don't know. It wouldn't take a lot of bending."

He bent forward toward the speaker.

"Maam...uh.. just what did you mean by "polishing?"
Click to expand...
"There's some clean-up wipes in the drawer under the seat for when you finish. I've got some great porn... what's your poison?" the chauffer replied as she pushed the button that made his DVD screen slide up into view.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.

Similar threads

IndecentTalker
The Professor (open to all)
Replies
4
Views
349
Rocket1011
R
G__jef
The College Inn (open for multiple writers)
Replies
3
Views
258
JonathanBair
JonathanBair
D
Escaping the Dorms (closed for JonathanBair)
Replies
21
Views
391
JonathanBair
JonathanBair
JonathanBair
DS9 world non-cannon looking for someone to write the female role.. (pm to brainstorm and fill out/edit idea)
Replies
1
Views
110
JonathanBair
JonathanBair
S
Black In Buisness (Interracial) (Open)
Replies
0
Views
182
SodaLover344
S
Back
Top