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Tiffany
Tiff was in disbelief as she settled into the luxurious leather bench seat of the limo. Brianna took the seat directly across from her, on the opposing padded bench.
Brianna looked as shocked as Tiff felt. “Did you see the final bill? And that was with a discount. I can’t believe Markus dumped that much money on me like that.”
Tiff scoffed. “Somehow, I don’t think they were just spending money for us. Just think how much fun it’s gonna be to try all these on at home in the coming weeks.”
“I don’t know. I’m thinking they plan on us wearing it in public too. I wish they’d tell us where we’re going tonight.”
The men had been securing the numerous packages in the trunk but now arrived to slide in next to their ladies. The limo lurched forward into the Friday-night traffic of downtown Chicago. They weren’t in motion ten seconds before the men pulled their subs onto their laps. Tiffany snuggled into Lukus as he wrapped her tightly in his arms, spreading little kisses onto the top of her head, which was tucked neatly under his chin.
“Thank you so much for buying all of those great outfits, Lukus, but you really didn’t have to spend so much money. I would have been thrilled with half of that.”
“You don’t get it. I bought them as much for me as for you. Like this one you have on, for example. Let me take a closer look.”
They separated enough for Lukus to delight in her strapless, champagne-colored bustier top and tight-cinching corset waist. Of all the outfits she’d tried on, this was her favorite. She’d never worn a corset before, but the constricting fabric emulated being bound, which always turned her on. Adding to the restriction, Lukus squeezed her waist with one hand and her covered breast with the other. From the sounds of it, Markus and Brianna were partaking in similar activities to pass the time back to the loft.
When Lukus moved his hand to her thigh, then started inching up to her bare core, Tiff’s heart rate skyrocketed. All thoughts of reluctance to proceed in front of their friends vanished the second his fingers brushed her clit on the way to sliding through her wet folds. Tiffany heard her own whimper as Lukus expertly began playing her body like a virtuoso, hitting all of the right chords to guide her to the brink of an orgasm, before re-directing his hand to squeeze her breast instead. His lips captured hers in a wet, open-mouthed kiss full of urgency. She’d never guess he’d come less than thirty minutes before, feeling his manhood poking her bottom while she wiggled on his lap.
Pulling out of their kiss, he took control. “I’m not gonna wait until we get home to get inside you, baby. You’re ready and wet. Come straddle me and go for a ride.” His words were lewd. His tone, smoldering.
Tiffany rushed to kneel, her legs spread wide as her knees hit the leather on either side of Lukus’s hips. He struggled to free his cock, but the second he did, he thrusted upwards, seating the tip of it inside her. He hugged her waist hard against him. She braced her hands against the back of the seat, on either side of his head, to stop from crushing him. She understood his plan as his mouth sucked and nipped at the swell of her large breast as it threatened to spill out of the top of the risqué outfit.
The whole moment was surreal. They were stopped at a red light on busy Michigan Avenue. Tourists in the crosswalk swarmed around the limo. Tiffany was close enough to reach out and touch them had there been no smoky window shielding them. As the crowd passed close, Lukus yanked her down hard while thrusting his hips up, filling her completely. From the sounds of it, Brianna was having the same kind of fun behind her.
Tiffany tore her eyes away from the busy street outside, giving all of her attention to the man moving inside her. She looked down from her higher perch into his eyes that had deepened to almost black with lusty heat. She did her best to aid Lukus by lifting up before grinding down onto his hard cock again and again, chasing her own release. The position was intimate, but the angle was bad, preventing him from finding that special spot that ignited her orgasm every time. As the minutes passed, she became tired and frustrated. He seemed amused.
“What’s the matter baby?”
“We need to change positions. This one isn’t doing it for me.”
“So bossy. Maybe this was part of my devious plan. Torture you, and not let you come.”
“It’s working.” Tiff pulled away from him, working on finding a better angle to scratch her itch.
“Okay, I have an idea. But it’s gonna cost you.”
She snorted. “Right. Like having sex is such a hardship for you.”
“Okay, now I’ll have to double it, since sassy Tiff has made her appearance. Add twenty to your count.” Lukus balanced the bad news with a particularly quick volley of thrusts meant to get her closer to her reward.
“Twenty! That’s more than double. What could possibly be worth twenty swats?”
“Let me demonstrate.” He halted his hip gyrations and lifted Tiff up off his cock, helping her to move off his lap. Only as she sat on the seat next to him did she notice Brianna was impaled on Markus too, but she was facing the center of the limo. Markus and Bri seemed to be struggling with their position as well.
“Tiff, climb back on, facing Brianna,” Lukus ordered.
Maneuvering into position, Tiff was once again kneeling on the seat, legs spread wide, allowing for Lukus between her legs. She felt the tip of his cock as he prepared to fill her again. Just before he did, he gave his next direction.
“Brianna and Tiff. Reach out and lean into the center of the aisle. Hold on to each other.”
Tiff’s eyes snapped up to meet Brianna’s surprised gaze. The seats were far enough apart that it felt precarious to follow his directions. Still, his command hung in the air. The urge to submit to his direction hit them both, and they silently trusted the other to be there as each woman reached out, leaning her upper body into the center of the luxury car to meet in a tight clinch, suspended above the aisle. They each leaned at a forty-five–degree angle from their legs, but they balanced each other perfectly as their breasts mashed into each other in their intimate embrace.
Tiffany felt Lukus lifting her hips slightly just before his deep thrust, bottoming out against her magic spot that proved elusive facing the other direction. “Oh shit, yes. This is so much better,” she gasped.
Brianna’s moaning told Tiff she was enjoying the angle change as well. Lukus set a fast pace, hammering hard up inside her, the thrusts mashing her breasts against her best friend’s to the dirty rhythm of the two couples mating. Tiff closed her eyes, losing herself in the bliss. The sound of bodies slapping filled the small space; the musky smell of sex surrounded them all, steeping them in a sexual haze.
“Open your eyes. I want to watch your face as my best friend fucks you from behind.” Markus’s voice surprised Tiffany. Not that he spoke, but that his filthy comment was directed at her. Her eyes fluttered open to be greeted with the intensity of Markus lost in passion as he plundered his wife, her best friend. No part of their bodies were touching, yet the penetrating look they shared was so intimate that it unnerved Tiffany. It was like they’d let Markus into their intimate act.
