The Limo (by Ammar )

New York. We were invited.

“Impossible, “ you say. 

I show you the invitation.

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Ron and Guest 

are invited to the Premier of

Knocking At the Door.

Starring

Sharon Stone

Michael Douglas

Julia Roberts

and

Kenneth Branagh

Directed by 

Kenneth Branagh

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“How did you get this invitation?” you ask.

“Sharon likes me,” I answer with a wry grin.

“You know Sharon Stone?!” you ask.

“I was an extra in Total Recall. She killed me in a scene and I, 
well, it was messy. I was standing there with Hollywood blood 
down my face, mud and mashed grass on my chest and … well 
I was a mess.

“She was standing beside me waiting for her entrance. She 
looked me up and down. ‘Sorry,’ Sharon said. 

‘You owe me one,” I said with a smile. 

‘When I can,’ she replied with a smile. That ice pick smile

That was many years ago. I gave up the owing, but last week I 
got this invitation in the mail.

We see the premier, dressed. You in a long white gown, me in 
a tux.. (You don’t know that I rented my tux and I don’t know 
that you rented your gown.)

The movie was an action thriller with a many erotic scenes. 
The spy was about to kill himself but the ingenue arrived and 
confessed that though she first was just using him to learn how 
the space shuttle copied the password, she came to love him. 
And while they were naked and in bed, the hit man came in…. 
the helicopter so close … the woman on the beach with such a 
tight … they end up in an elevator stuck between the first and 
second floor. 

The movie, a roller coaster ride.

At the party afterwards, you are so smooth, though your heart 
was racing, “Nice to meet you, Sharon, … Michael,… may I 
call you Ken? … really, call you Rob?

You look at me with eyes that die in your face. “Has this 
happened,” your life says.

The night ends and we leave. The limo picks us up at the New 
York Hilton and we sit in the back seat. You are in a state. 

You babble, “I met Sharon Stone, Michael Douglas kissed my 
cheek, Ken kissed my fingers and Julia want me to call her 
Rob!!!”

You lean over, your hair falling over my shoulder. Your eyes 
in an loving swell, your face so contented. 

“You know what?” you ask.

“What?” I ask.

“The best thing about tonight was being with you.”

I press your shoulders on mine and you lean further in.

‘I think you are pretty and smart, I like your nerve. And I love 
your heart. I love you just the way you are.” I say. Like lyrics 
to a song.

Your hand falls on the front of my pants and you feel nothing. 
Then little by little you feel a rising in my pants. In the back 
seat of the limo, you slowly undo my zipper and put your hand 
inside, raise it up and take me out of my pants.

I get rigid and stiff quickly watching your smiling face, my 
prick in your hand. Looking at the back of the driver’s neck 
you slowly stroke up and down my cock. I get harder and 
harder your eyes closing. Your long fingers enwrap my hard 
prick and your fingers, tipped by long red nails, plays around 
my cock rubbing up an down.

You lean down and take my cock in your mouth and lick the 
head up and down the head to my zipper then up again and 
take it all in your mouth sucking up and down as it thickens 
and gets harder in your mouth. I feel the warm moans in your 
throat vibrate against my prick as you take me all in your 
mouth, my cock head pressing the back of your throat. Did I 
see the chauffeur peek back?

You suck off my cock, and let me go with a popping sound and 
the driver flinches visibly. You pull off your panties in the 
back of the limo and hitch up you skirt, reach down and glide 
my cock in your wet pussy. You sit down on me in the back 
seat of the car, your arms around me, kissing me hard, as we 
stop at a red light. People in the neighboring cars look at you 
on me. They wonder. Is she just in his lap, sitting there? Wait 
her gown is too high! Did I see a thigh? She is riding him!!! 
The light changes to green.

We start driving down the 5th Avenue at a slow clip as you ride 
up and down on my dick more and more cars trying to keep up 
with us as you fuck me, your eyes looking in mine, your cunt 
gripping my cock, as you rise up and down, the angle of your 
lips, the moans in your throat, the loveliness of your throat as 
you hold back your head.

Cars start honking and the chauffeur spends more time looking 
in the rear view mirror then at the road. Cars surround us, 
watching us fuck each other in the back of the car. You lean 
your head forward, your hair framing you face as you ride up 
and down on my hard dick with your wet cunt. We are both so 
tipsy so horny, we don’t care.

You start to cum, and scream. The massive waves of pleasure 
translate to large noises in your throat. I hold your breast 
through your designer gown. You bob up and down on me, 
holding my hands on your tits, your moans low and deep as 
you feel my hard dick fill you and unflill you as rise and fall on 
me. You can take no more, and rise off me. You breathe hard 
and in desperate need to calm down.

You sit a second, breathing, cars all around, the chauffeur, 
peeking in the rear view mirror. You settle down and see my 
cock hard, wet with your juice, not spent. You look me in the 
eyes, smile, kiss me sweetly, and lean down and take me in 
your mouth one more time. The chauffeur’s eyes widen. The 
cars hug us close to see what is going on now, like a police 
escort.

You lend down an suck my cock again. It doesn’t take long 
after all the exhibitionist fucking. I quickly start filling your 
mouth with my cum. You swallow and swallow and sucking 
up and down my dick.  I start to get flaccid and limp. You 
suck a bit more. Then you take me from your mouth and rub 
my head against your lips knowing I’m too sensitive for that. 
I laugh and jerk against your lips. 

The chauffeur watches you finish. You rise up a string of cum 
hanging from your smiling mouth,. You catch it up with the 
back of your hand and lick it up. And you look around. We are 
at a red light. 

We have embracing cars all around us. One car has a guy 
masturbating. In another car on the right side, a woman is 
completely naked in the back seat and shoving a safety flare in 
and out of her pussy. On the left side, a guy is fucking his date 
in the back seat, (you smile at him) while in the front seat 
another man who is driving, is getting sucked off by a redhead. 
In the car in front, you see a woman pressing her breasts in her 
hands and the head of a guy, or are there two guys heads doing 
something you cannot see.

We settle down in the limo. The lights change we go. The 
cars all follow us to my apartment in midtown.  The limo 
stops. The valet opens the door and we step out, so 
distinguished. On all sides of the street cars stop. I look at the 
doorman, “My friends,” I say. He nods and sighs. 

“Not again,” he thinks.