A limo ride for three

Bells rang. Doves flew. Rice was tossed. June and Eric rushed hand in hand down the steps of the church as their friends and family cheered them on. It was a motion that let the bride's tits nearly free themselves, but before long the newly weds were in the back of a limousine, safe from the prying eyes of those who'd come out for their big day.

They shared a kiss. This one more passionate, more vulgar, more hungry than the one they'd shared minutes earlier at the height of the ceremony. It was a kiss not for friends and family, but for each other.

Hands wandered.

"That was a beautiful ceremony, I got some great shots. Don't worry about-"

The photographer froze. He had gotten into the limo, as was planned, to take a few pictures while the newlyweds on their way to a private garden for a more formal photo shoot. The vehicle hadn't even pulled away from the curb.

"I- I can just take my car..."

The front of the bride's dress had been pulled down to fully expose her soft, round, heavy G cups. One of her large light brown nipples was already between her husbands lips. The groom was also indecent. As he suckled at his wife's breast she reached over to stroke his exposed tool.

"Fuck it, stick around." Eric pulled back from Junes massive tits to recline in his seat and properly display his shaft. "You're supposed to be recording our whole day, right?"

The professional struggled to speak through the lump in his throat. He looked to the woman in white. She smiled.

"These pictures don't get shared, okay? And my nipples need to be edited out of the ones from earlier." She leaned over to bring her beautiful lips to the tip of her husbands cock. "Well? We aren't paying you to just sit around and watch."

It took a minute for the mans brain to catch up with the situation at hand. When it did he snapped back into form. Old habits, long buried, came back to him as fresh as they were when he was in college. The rapid clicks of his camera filled the small space of the limo as he and June got busy with their respective tasks.

"I'm, fuck, I'm sure this is pretty weird, right?" Eric found it difficult to think straight with June's tongue dancing around his swollen head. "We know what sort of shoots you did early in your career. That's..."

"That's why we hired you. We've recorded ourselves before, sure, but a professional shoot is something we've always wanted. This is like a present to ourselves." She kissed and slurped the bead of pre-cum at the end of her husbands shaft.

The photographer kept silent and kept working. He adjusted his position. Moved a lock of hair from the blondes face. Motioned for the woman to take her husband fully into her mouth. Into her throat. It has been years since he had worked in the porn industry. Years of weddings and graduations and fundraisers. He had always intended to get out of smut and build a more respectable portfolio, but a part of him missed the vulgar sexuality of his earlier work. A part he could now indulge.

The man snapped and pointed to one of the vehicles darkened windows. Eric lowered it to let natural light spill into the limo.

"Honey, the windows open. Someone in traffic could see you **** on my cock."

June moaned softly around the stiff shaft of meat invading her mouth. Her thighs came together to put what pressure they could on her neglected womanhood. She shifted. She squirmed. She doubled down on her sexual service and started properly suck off her man. There would be no more carefully posed stills. It was go time.

It took only a moment for the photographer to switch to a digital camera and begin recording video. He got close and low on the action, enough to put June and the thick shaft of meat she was ramming into her throat front and center in frame. He shifted to the side to let Eric's face be seen in the back of the shot. The husband gave the camera a smile. The wife gave it a wink.

"Fuckin hell."

The voice was preceded by the high pitched whine of a crotch rocket. A motorcyclist had come to stop next to the limos open window at a light. Knowing she had an audience pushed June to suck more aggressively. She wanted the man outside the limo to hear her.

"Congratulations on your, uh, big day."

"Thanks dude." Eric held his arm out the window and recieved a fist bump from the stranger.

The limo softly lurched forward. The light had changed. June knew it would be only moments before they lost their audience. She pulled herself from her husbands cock, crawled across him to the window and took a pillowy breast in each hand to lift and display.

"Don't I get congratulated?"

The man, having slowly rolled forward with the limo, nearly wiped out. He couldn't take his eyes from the jugs he was being shown.

"I, fuck, um..." The limo pulled away. "Nice tits!" The shouted compliment was just barely audible over distance and the sound of motors.

The bride returned to her seat with a laugh and a smile. Though her husband had returned his dick to his pants, she intended on remaining topless for the rest of the drive. With the stresses of the ceremony passed June was back to her old self.

The photographer knew it was going to be a fun day.