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Rose

With the way that young Slim was pleasuring me, it was getting very difficult for me to maintain my composure.

My legs opened wider, and my ass slid down the leather seat as he positioned himself on the floor. He now had complete access to my womanhood, and was taking full advantage of that fact.

I cried out with pleasure as his finger easily slid inside of me and began stroking at my most sensitive of spots. My cries then turned into loud, short groans as his tongue flirted with my swollen clit.

My fingers continued to wrap themselves in his hair and push his face into my crotch as my hips began an involuntary, sexual grind.

"Oh yes, such a good boy!" I moaned out to him as he expertly tended to me.

Then taking Champagne flute I'd been drinking from, I brought it down to my smooth mound and tipped the glass, slowly spilling out the remainder of the golden liquid. The Cold, bubbling treat slided into my crevice, mixing itself with my sexual juices and then flowed onto Slim's tongue and into his open mouth. I giggled and moaned incessently from the erotic sensations I was feeling.

I looked up momentarily at Ms. Grassi, to see her reaction to the carnal activities going on in the back of her limo. Hoping that she would not appear to be angered of upset. To my surprise, she appeared to not be paying much attention at all. She actually seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, either that, or she was so used to this type of activity going on inside of her limo, that it no longer even phased her. I was intrigued by her.

My legs clenched themselves around Slim's head and I moaned loudly once again.
 
Slim

(Out of character note regarding forums: Sometimes I get so confused I don't know whether to wind my ass or scratch my watch)

Inhumed up to his ears, Slim felt as he had been transported to another world, bursting with sensory delights. He was not a virgin (Mrs Johnson had taken care of that), but still, it was all so new - so daring, so decadent, if not downright kinky. He we considering that Flo could see almost all the goings on from her vantage point, and even more decadent thoughs seem to come out of nowhere.

He pulled his head back against the gently pressing hands.

"Rose, honey, excuse me for just a minute, while I see if we can't make our own swinging party."

He popped out a convenient moist towellete, dabbed his face, and cleansed his hands like a diner that had just finsihed a mess of bar b q ribs. Flo's attention was gained by the tap of the divider.

"If you would find somewhere to park this tank, you could join us." He told her. "There's enough of me to go around."

Waiting only briefly for a response he continued.

"Better yet, we could all go to my place. My roommates are gone ("I hope." He thought.) for a couple of days and we could have it all to ourselves. An that includes the whirlpool, kind-size bed, and the plush brown shag carpet."

He shot here his best boyish, sultry blue-eyed look.

"And darling, I'll do my utmost best to make it worth your while."

After looking back and forth betwen Rose and Flo a couple of times, he resumed the delectable mouth-watering cunt lapping, happier than a hound dog with two peters.
 
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Then taking Champagne flute I'd been drinking from, I brought it down to my smooth mound and tipped the glass, slowly spilling out the remainder of the golden liquid. The Cold, bubbling treat slided into my crevice, mixing itself with my sexual juices and then flowed onto Slim's tongue and into his open mouth. I giggled and moaned incessently from the erotic sensations I was feeling.

I looked up momentarily at Ms. Grassi, to see her reaction to the carnal activities going on in the back of her limo........ I was intrigued by her.

My legs clenched themselves around Slim's head and I moaned loudly once again
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Slim felt the thighs tighten around his ears, muffling, almost entirely blocking out exterior sounds, inensifying the liquid sounds of wine, pussy juices, and his own breathing, which was becoming a little difficult. He knew that soon he would have to come up for air and momentarily conisdered locating a snorkel, but quickly dismissed the idea because of issues like availability and practicality.

He also knew that soon he would attempt to drive every inch of his long and thick prong into her gaping wet wine soaked hole. But he knew he would have to be gentle and careful because she might not be able to take it all. He also knew that if he got his way, his aprartment would become hotter than a whorehouse on dollar day.
 
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wind yer watch n scratch yer ass

Flo's attention was gained by the tap of the divider.

"If you would find somewhere to park this tank, you could join us." He told her. "There's enough of me to go around."

Waiting only briefly for a response he continued.

"Better yet, we could all go to my place. My roommates are gone ("I hope." He thought.) for a couple of days and we could have it all to ourselves. An that includes the whirlpool, kind-size bed, and the plush brown shag carpet."

He shot here his best boyish, sultry blue-eyed look.


Feeling the need for a good Franklin's Tower, Florence flipped through her CD selection. A tap on the glass got her attention.

"Hi Slim. You can just talk and I can hear you. I can hear everything." she grinned. "That's a nice offer but I must remain professional at all times for the sake of safety and courtesy to my client." The news she spoke seemed to be unheard as he dived in for dessert. "This was supposed to be my day off and I would really like to enjoy the swing club with Rose. You can join us if you wish."
 
Rose

My enjoymet was interrupted for a moment when Slim pardoned himself, then tapped upon the partition to get Flo's attention. My breathing was still ragged and my head feeling a bit light from all the Champagne and excitement, so I couldn't really hear what the two of them were saying to each other. They didn't chat long, and soon Slim was back between my legs, providing me with more oral delight.

My body began to stiffen a little as I felt an orgasm begin to build from deep inside of my womb.

"Oh god, I'm cumming!" I excitedly announced as I thrust my hips forward and raised them up off the seat. My breath caught in my throat as the lower half of my body began to tremble and quake. Soon, my head began to rock from side to side as I rode the powerful waves of my climax.

"Yes, oh fuck yes!" I yelled out between my numerous grunts and moans.

Slim certainly knew how to pleasure a woman, and I was extremely grateful to have gotten the chance to sample his talents.

And to think that the night had only just begun.
 
"Yes, oh fuck yes!" I yelled out between my numerous grunts and moans.

Slim certainly knew how to pleasure a woman, and I was extremely grateful to have gotten the chance to sample his talents.

And to think that the night had only just begun.

Slim had meant to delay the her pleasure peak for a bit more, but it sneaked up on him, and when he realized what was happening he just didn't have the heart to stop. Besides, he figured that to interrupt such after it started was not exactly the way to stay on good terms. So he followed through, trying to maintain his spot even during the uncontrollable spasms and bucks, rising and falling with each.

"I think I got the message that we aren't going to my place, but that I am invited to the swinger's club." He said after popping another towellette to dry his dripping lips and chin.

"I can live with that, but this will be my first time frequenting such an establishment."

He threw his arm around Rose and smiled.

"Just what kind of things does one do there? And how long will it talke to get there."

He kissed on lightly on the cheek.

"And one more thing." He whispered in her ear. "Do you believe that one good turn deserves another?"
 
Rick nervously adjusted his tie and collar. He had been invited to a "gathering" at the Excelsior hotel. He was nervous because he knew exactly the reputation the place had! Although he was experienced with the ladies, the idea of swinging was all new to him. He'd picked the number of a limo company out of the phone book. Hell, if he was going be doing one new thing tonight, he just aswell take a limo too! He dialled the number, brushing his fingers through his dark hair, and waited for the pick up on the other end.
 
Rose

After taking a few moments to recouperate, I sat up in my seat and straightened my dress. Then grabbing my pocketbook, I pulled out my mirror and took a moment to freshen my makeup and fix my hair. I noticed that my skin now had a sultry glow to it, and my smile was brighter than before.

Settling back into our seats, Slim put his arm around me and began to ask questions.

"Just what kind of things does one do there? And how long will it talke to get there."

"And one more thing." He whispered into my ear. "Do you believe that one good turn deserves another?"


I turned to him with a smile and answered. "I think Ms. Grassi can better answer those first questions, since this will be a new experience for me also, but as for your last question." I then had to giggle as Florence chimmed in with her answer.

"Well I sure as Hell do."

Then placing a short, soft kiss on Slim's lips, I answered "I certainly do believe in one good turn deserving another," Then after placing my hand upon the crotch of his pants and giving his package a frisky rub, I finished my sentence. "and I plan to return the favor ten-fold before the night is over."
 
~ welcome Rick ~

Rick nervously adjusted his tie and collar. He had been invited to a "gathering" at the Excelsior hotel. He was nervous because he knew exactly the reputation the place had! Although he was experienced with the ladies, the idea of swinging was all new to him. He'd picked the number of a limo company out of the phone book. Hell, if he was going be doing one new thing tonight, he just aswell take a limo too! He dialled the number, brushing his fingers through his dark hair, and waited for the pick up on the other end.


Florence appreciated the Jingle Bells tune popping out of her phone since it brought her attention back to the road where it should be. "I still haven't changed that song." she sighed outloud to herself. Cruising the residential area at about 10mph, she answered the call.

"Hello." "Uh huh... " "Ah yes... you must be psychic." She enjoyed the fresh sound of this masculine mystery voice at the other end of the line. "Well it would take me about twenty minutes to get to your place. Can you be out front and ready to go then?" "Great... oh and you can just hop into the front seat with me if you don't mind. There are other patrons with me." "OK. Yea... sounds good. See you then. Bye bye."

She took the next corner and headed for the expressway that cut over to his side of The City. His condo complex was on a popular street and she knew right where it was. She hoped he was not only attractive but a good tipper too. She was really low on cash and couldn't depend on people being brave enough to just buy her drinks. She didn't mean to scare people, there was just something unapproachable about her she figured. It took people with strong confidence to really get her attention.
 
Slim

"and I plan to return the favor ten-fold before the night is over."

Slim knew what that meant. In spite of his not so subtle request and Flo's encouragement, there would be no instant gratification.

"But, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." He replied, not expecting an answer, and resigning himself to the "ten-fold" promise; which, he had to admit, was sparking not only his sexual excitement, but also that cat-killer called curiosity.

She and Flo seemed eager to visit this swinger's club and he contemplated as to why this was so, characteristically pegging the two women. There was more mystery to both, than any revelation at this point, but he sensed a bit about the two that was hard to pinpoint.

He definitely sensed a strong character in FM, and that she could probably be a great friend, but at the same time woe be to anyone that crossed her.

Now Flo, she too had a strong character, but was probably happiest as an observer than a participant, in most cases; but would certainly on occasion, dive right in. But as an observer, she was very likely intense, often completing someone's life story in her own mind, with just tidbits of actual study.

Of course, he could be absolutely totally wrong, but that was the kind of thinking he often engaged in when he was not getting any pussy.

"Did anyone say how long it would take to get to this pussy buffet?"
 
Rose

I smiled reassuringly at Slim, my hand lingering for a bit on his swollen crotch, giving it a few gentle squeezes and rubs.

"I don't think it will be much longer before we are there." I whispered.

My excitement and anticipation were growing.
 
Rick put down the phone, some of his neervousness dispelled. He hadn't expected to be speaking to such a sultry, sexy sounding limo driver. He wondered who the other passengers were, especially as they were going to the same place as he was. He smiled to himself as his mind conjured the image of a group of sexy girls, drinking champagne in the back of the limo, desperate for a man. Knowing his luck, it would actually be a group of guy's on a day out from the retirement home! Still, whatever the case, at least he would be up front with the lovely sounding driver. His mind wandered as he waited for the car to arrive..............
 
Though the street was zoned for forty-five, Florence cruised up doing fifteen just for the effect. And there he was... "oh my" she thought as she slipped on a bit of gloss. Since the driver's area had been aired out from her smoke, she turned off the AC. Hopping out she dashed around the front of the limo and opened the door for her new guest. "Good evening, I'm Ms. Grassi. Not many people get to ride in the front seat. Must be your lucky day." she smiled and gestured towards the front seat.
 
Rick's breath caught in his throat as the driver emerged from the car. The reality beat his imagination hands down! He couldn't stop his eyes from roaming over the amazing body, from the booted legs, to the deep cleavage displayed to maximum effect by a low cut blouse, to the pretty face with its full lips and gleaming eyes. He started as he realised she had spoken to him. He smiled at her.
"It certainly is my lucky day, Miss. I hadn't expected to be sharing my ride with such an astoundingly lovely lady." He extended his hand as he spoke.
"I'm Rick Williams. But you can call me Rick, if that's ok with you."
 
OOC ~ there must be a hot valet attendant out there somewhere

"Best you buckle up so we can get going." she said with a smile and a glance.
"You can call me Florence by the way." Clicking the rear sound system on she slipped in a deep dub jazz disc. "We'll be there very soon." she hoped they'd heard her announcement since she was anxious to get inside the club once they arrived. Slowly pulling out, she cut across three lanes slowing everyone in her path as she caught the green light and turned left.

Tipping the mirror slightly so as not to let Rick see what was going on back there, Florence noticed his hand returning to her thigh. She tossed her hair and asked,
"So are you ready to party tonight?"
 
limodrivinslut said:
"So are you ready to party tonight?"
Rick grinned at her.
"Well, it's not something i've done before, but i'm always up for something new! I hope you can join us, if you're not too busy." he said, tentatively placing his hand on one firm thigh.
 
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FrenziedMaiden said:
I appear to have stunned Slim into silence!

Stomp on it, Flo!

Silent? Yes. Stunned? Not yet, but the evening is early. Slim was just enjoying the squeezing until the arrival at the candy store. Are we there yet?
 
Slim

Slim noticed the stop, and that a suited dude jumped in the front next to Flo, but most of his attention was devoted to the lady at his side. "Ten-fold" she had said. What on Earth could that mean. Ten times? Hmmmm, that would be a tad much even for him, in the space of a few hours, but he knew he could do it if called upon. Ten different women? See above.

Or..was she saying that she had the skills and abilities to make the experience 10 times more pleasurable. Uh..oh. If that happened he was a dead man, but then again, he'd be a happy dead man.

While FM teasingiy squeezed his manhood, his mind wondered back to Mrs. Johnson....her intense need...the screams...the temporary uncounsciousness, and of course, the spanking.
 
A rose is a Rose is a ROSE!

A certian excitement was felt as the club came into view. The limo sliped up to the curb and caused a certain amount of attention as the incoming patrons wanted to see who had just arrived. Florence stepped out and opened the door for Rose and Slim, while Rick stayed in the front seat.

A cute young valet attendant stood near and mentioned how he hadn't see her here in a while. She let him know that she was staying and he looked so surprised. "Don't worry. I'll park it myself."
 
Rick sat in the passenger seat of the huge car, and saw Florence let her other clients out of the back, a tall guy, slightly younger than Rick, and a stunning, curvy woman, her dress revealing a large expanse of cleavage. Rick grinned as he saw that the both of them were slightly flushed red, and guessed they had been having a little fun in the back of the limo! Rick waited, wondering whether he should let himself out, or see what was going to happen. He heard Flo tell the valet she was going to park the car herself as she was staying, so he decided to stay put.
 
A certian excitement was felt as the club came into view. The limo sliped up to the curb and caused a certain amount of attention as the incoming patrons wanted to see who had just arrived. Florence stepped out and opened the door for Rose and Slim, while Rick stayed in the front seat.

Slim was surprised at the attention their arrival had mustered, and desparately searched his mental tapes for some way to appear.

Would it be like Gene Wilder and Richard Preyer when they went to jail, and the "that's right, we bad" demeanor? No...that wouldn't work.

How about Lyle Lovette when he accompanied Julia Roberts to the Academy Awards? ........Nah. He didn't have hair with that much altitude.

Or Groucho Marx when he showed up for the Beatles concert? Nope. There was only one Groucho.

Then he noticed a major indiscretion, and decided that the best thing to do at the moment was a Chevy Chase zip up.

"I wish you had said something before I got out." He whispered in FM's ear. It was at that point his other brain side spoke. "Chill out man, its all going to be hanging out soon anyway.

The next deep thought revolved around his curiosity as to what it would look like inside. He remembered a Tom Cruse movie in which he sneaked into a place like this, and he certainly hoped it was not like that.

"Will that be two sir?" The speaker was topless! Maybe even bottonless. He couldn't tell because she was standing behind a small booth,

"Yes maam, that's two alright." His eyes and attention riveted on the biggest, perkiest tits he had ever seen. (CYA NOTE:But then again, he had yet to see Flo's and FM's in all their glory like this)

"OK sir, $90..cash or credit card?"

While attempting to hide his whince, he pulled out a blue Capital One card, and held it up as if it were platinum and gold. She was leaning forward when he leaned toward her to sign the receipt. He took a nipple between his fingers and attempted to write. "Oh excuse me," reluctantly releasing the nipple and picking up the hard pen.

Offering his crooked arm to FM. "Honey, shall we go in." Arm in arm, they walked through a small corridor, approaching double doors, opened for them by a naked man, and there was no counter in front of him. He turned to FM.

"Control yourself dear."
 
Slim

Slim was struck by the normalcy of the place. There were couples, individual women, and individual men. Surrounding the assembly area, he could see rooms, some well-lit, some dark, elevated by a few steps from the main floor. Each room seemed to be a mini-stage, consisting of a king-sized brass bed, a small table, and a couple of chairs. Some of the rooms were occupied and some empty. In the occupied rooms, he counted 7 or 8 of those, were people engaged in various forms of debauchery.

In one of the mini-stages, a woman was enjoying, rather immensely, the devotion of two eager males. In another, two couples were entwined in a love feast in which the observer could barely determine who was on who. A few of the stages had their curtains closed. It was obviously discretionary as to whether they were open and closed.

The room that received his most rapt attention consisted of two lovely ladies, one of whom, though wearing a dildoed strap, was eating the other out, much to the receiver’s delight, who obviously was approaching an orgasm. He watched as her pleasure peaked into a loud moan that echoed across the entire place. He turned to FM.

“See anything you like?
 
Raphael leaned back agaisnt the bar. eyes still scanning the club. there were a few newcommers entering. A trio of two men and one very satisfied woman as well as some other late arrivals. the lunge area was becomming a bit crowded.
He could see couples and groups casually petting and caressing each other, along the back, palms sliding opver asses or loins for a subtle grope. he saw two women chatting almost idly on the love seat, however one of them had slipped her fingers up the skirt of the other. No doubt a fraction of an inch away of teasing her pussy Raphael thought as he put money down for aanother drink. all of the teasing had made his loins swell against his silk boxers, not enough to be uncomfortable, but definitly enough to be noticed.

this was a very diffrent situation for him, before tonight he had only been to the club as an escort and while that had its bonuses, there were also a few drawbacks, especially when the client was less than attractive. . Now he was effectivly a single man, looking for pleasure. six months ago he would have never dreamed of being inside a place like this. the shows in the other room were starting. you could hear moans punctuating the casual conversation.
 
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