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Taxi

By: Enchanttress



The time finally came for you and I to meet. The anticipation of seeing you became overwhelming. My body was wet with the anticipation of finally seeing you again! As the plane drew closer to Vegas, my sexual essences, began to flow throughout my body, leaving a tingling feeling within. The feeling of need, and desire building. While the wetness below pressed against my silken skin, warming my thighs. Oh how I wanted you! 

I wanted this trip to be something to remember for the both of us. I was determined to spoil you like you had never been spoiled before. To give to you, all that you had given to me, and then some. To be all that you had ever wanted and dreamed it to be. 

While I dressed to go to the airport a few hours earlier, making sure, my hair was fixed just so, as I put on my makeup, and dressed. The outfit that I was to wear, had to be special. Something that would be pleasing and, of course sexy for you to see. I picked up a black pleaded skirt, with a gray fleece blouse cut low on the neck line, above the breasts, fitting snug against my body, so that you could see the contours of my breasts, as my nipples pierced through soft material of the blouse. 

I then decided not to wear panties as I snapped the stocking belt to my waist. My finger unconsciously moved downward to my clit feeling the warmth of my nectar against the swollen tip. A smile crossed my lips, as my finger became wet with my juice. Lifting it up to my mouth, my tongue darted out, licking the tip of my finger, tasting my sweet honey. My mind began to wander, remembering how wonderfully delicious we tasted together. Snapping back to dressing, after this moment of beauty, I continued to dress. 

Bending as I snapped on my black ankle strap heals, making my legs look long and slender, as I stood up and buckled the wide black belt over my waist. Looking in the mirror before my departure, making sure that all was in place. I smiled to myself, thinking all my effort had paid off.

As the plane landed and I exited the plane, my heart began racing. I couldn't wait to see you again, and I wondered if I would be able to control myself when I did. With that thought, a smile crossed my face. The wetness flowing between my legs, at the mere thought of us together! 

Walking into the airport lobby, I gazed through the crowd. Not seeing you, I thought, well, he did give me his address in case he couldn't pick me up. I decided to wait for a few, and if you didn't show I would just take a taxi to your place. 

Walking over to the baggage claim terminal, getting my bag, I hear from behind me. "Is this the terminal where someone can pick up Cajun ladies in waiting?" 

Turning, I see your beautiful big brown sensual eyes, I smile, saying "Only for the sexiest man in Vegas it is!!"

Dropping my bag, as I move into your arms. Not letting my eyes move from yours, I wrap my arms around you, feeling your arms move around me, our bodies pressed against one another's. I know that I won't be able to control myself. My juices begin to flow throughout my body. I move my lips close to yours, as I gaze into your gorgeous eyes. Darting my tongue out, I run my tongue along the softness of your sweet lips. You move back teasingly, I smile, and move forward, pressing my lips to yours, continuing the gaze upon you. Our tongues begin to dual within our mouths, play wrestling with each other's. Tasting each others sweet flavors, and taking in each others breathes. Holding you close to me, running my hand through your hair, I feel your hand rest upon my cheeks pulling me closer to you.

My mouth moves to the side of your face, my tongue ventures from our lips to the outer edge of your ear. Running along it, kissing and sucking, nibbling slightly upon the lobe. I whisper to you, "Baby, I have missed you so very badly and I want you here and now!" 

With a slight laugh, placing your hand against my neck and cheek of my face saying, "Baby in due time we will have that and more but, if we keep on here, we may get arrested." 

With a kiss, you take my bag, and take me by the hand as we walk towards the door. Walking out, I ask "Baby, is it a far walk to the car?" You then explain to me, that your cousin had to use your car today and that you had taken a taxi to pick me up.

We began walking to a taxi, which appeared to be waiting on us. I noticed that the windows to the taxi were awfully dark. 

The wheels in my mind begin to spin. Dark tinted windows in my state are illegal. The cop in me, just never quits. Then I realize, I am on vacation and hey this is Sin City. They have profited much on their innovative ideas. Who am I to judge? 

You soon have my mind on other things as you open the door to the cab, and I sit down. I notice the driver, and older gentleman, with salt and pepper hair, nothing real extraordinary about him, but he had the silliest grin on his face. I just couldn't figure out what kind of smile it was. Regardless, I smiled back, being polite. 

You sat next to me in the cab. Your beauty blinding me to everything around. Placing your arm around my shoulders as we began to drive off. I then leaned forward looking to you as your face turned toward me, our lips collided into a fiery passion. Our tongues, playing as in a sword fight. I felt your hand move toward my breasts. The warmth of your touch upon me, sending chills throughout my inner being. 

My hand moved along your chest, and stomach, not sure, how you would feel about my touching you, as the cab driver looked on. I hear you whisper to me, "Its ok baby. Do what it is you want." Smiling, while my hand moves to your crouch, feeling your hardness straining against the material of your pants. I unsnap the closure, unzipping it. 

Placing my lips next to your ear, you feel the warmth of my hot breath against your skin, I whisper, "Baby I want to taste you." Feeling your hardness, within my grasp, I turn, and look at the cab driver, who has now adjusted his mirror. 

I look back to you, waiting for you to tell me to stop until we are alone. You whispered to me, "Its ok baby, he is cool." 

Keeping my eyes upon yours, as I moved my head down, toward your awaiting hardness. Slipping your pants down your thighs, so that I can really taste all of you, my tongue parts my lips, as it circles around the tip of your engorged head. I glance up at you as I smile and wink. 

Feeling your hand move toward my awaiting wetness. Your fingers slip under the hem of my skirt, and you discover that I am without panties. I hear you sigh with passion from this jester. The sexual essences building inside of me. Your finger begins to explore my warm wetness against my love nest. 

My mouth slowly opens upon your hardness, enclosing my lips around your thick swollen head, as one hand strokes the shaft downward, the other caresses and massages your balls. You feel the warmth and wetness of my soft lips circling around your swollen head. My tongue slides around you, pressing against the small opening upon the tip. Slowly my warm wet mouth moves downward upon your thick shaft. Taking you completely within my mouth, tasting your sweet juices deep inside my throat, as my lips touch your balls. Caressing, massaging, stroking your hardness, feeling you slide in and out of my mouth. My lips stretched over your huge thick shaft. Savoring your delectable tastes while my tongue strokes every inch of your long hard cock. Feeling the pulsating of your hardness throb against my lips. Your cock pushes deep into my throat with each push of your hips to my lips, feeling you slide in and out from between my soft lips. The heat of my mouth surrounds you. My tongue strokes your pulsating hardness, as it slides in and out of my opened lips. You feel the warmth of my hand around your balls as I massage them within my soft palm. 

Feeling your hand and fingers upon my wetness, stroking my clit, while your finger moves downward along the opening of my wetness. Your finger moves teasing the outer edge, up to my clit, then down to the hairline of my butt. Moving up and down the outside, teasing the wetness within me. Stroking the clit, as it throbs for you. 

My tongue moves over the head of your hardness as it runs down the shaft to your balls. My hand strokes your hardness, while I enclose my mouth upon your balls, sucking them as my tongue moves around them, teasingly. My hand stroking your hardness sliding up and down you. 

Feeling your body tense, as mine does the same. You take my head within your hands and say, "Baby sit on me, take me inside you!"

We then position ourselves on the seat. I glance at the driver, who seemed to be more interested in what was happening in his taxi than the road. You take my face in your hands, reassuring, "Baby, its ok." 

Placing a leg on each side of you, I slowly position myself upon you, looking at you in those sensual eyes. Taking your hand in mine, slowly, continually, looking at you, I begin licking, suckling your fingers. Tasting my sweet juices upon them. My tongue glistening with the wetness of my juices. 

I position your hardness to my wetness. The touch of you against me, sends fire throughout my body. Sighing as I slowly I move down on you. First taking the head, a moan of pleasure escapes my lips. Inch, by inch, I slowly move down on you. Your hands part my arse cheeks opening me up for you to enter. Downward I move upon you. Feeling you fill me with each movement of our hips.

Crying in pleasure, "Oh baby, you feel so good inside me." 

I feel you push deeper into me. You take my hips within the palms of my hands, and begin to move me up and down on you. Thrusting your hips upward into me, as I push downward on you. The strokes getting harder, deeper, faster, as we continue to gaze into each others eyes. Feeling you slide in and out of me, with each thrust of our hips. The sexual essences building so deep inside me, as my wetness surrounds you. The heat of my juices flowing around your hardness, surrounding every inch of your huge thickness. Deeper, and harder with each thrust of our hips. My clit throbbing wanting to explode all over you. 

I continue to look at you, moaning in great pleasure, "Baby, I am going to cummm all over you." "Oh baby, please cummm inside me! Give me all of you, let me feel the heat of your juices combining with mine inside of me." "Baby I want all of you." 

Our thrusts begin to go faster, and deeper. The walls of my wetness tightening around your hardness. I feel the throbbing of you inside of me, our breathes quicken as we begin to explode upon and inside each other. Faster, harder, deeper, as I feel you slide in and out of me.

"Oh god baby, I am cumming all over you!" Feeling your cum hit deep within me. Our juices combining within me. mmmmmm god baby, you feel so good inside of me. 

Pondering so this is Sin City? Seems like Heaven to me!!! 

As we sit there, still in your lap, exhausted by our passions. We notice that the car doesn't seem to be moving. You look around me, to see the taxi driver sitting there with that same grin he had on his face, when I first got in the taxi, just looking at us. You ask "Is there something on your mind?" 

With a smile he replies, "Well, we are at your destination, and since you two were having such a great time, I didn't want to bother you." "This is better than the movies, and definitely worth this taxi ride." "If you two ever need anymore cab rides.... here is my card, please feel free to ask for me by name. Hell, here is my home number, in case I am off, I will go in just to take you two for a ride. Free! As for as this ride is concerned..... hummm I should be paying you two!!!"

Taxi



Her skirt climbed up her leg, as she slipped into the front seat of the taxi, revealing the curve of her thigh. The driver couldn't help but notice, his eyes dropping to view the creamy flesh of her upper skin. The black skirt clung to her leg, outlining the shape of any unexposed parts of her limb. 

His appreciation was interrupted by her voice. "296 Spring Street, thanks," she said with a smile, apparently oblivious to the drivers attention. He was disappointed, as it was only a short drive, 10 minutes maximum, and then those beautiful legs would be gone. While at the lights, he took the time to appraise the rest of her, while she flipped through what looked like a schedule diary. Her feet bore black heels that strapped around her ankles, accentuating the rest of her leg. The skirt was probably knee length while standing, covering up her curves, but indicating enough to fuel his imagination. She wore a black jacket, buttoned around her waist, revealing the top of a pale blue camisole. Her brunette curls were tied up loosely at the back of her head, with a couple of escaped strands framing her face. She had a look of concentration in her deep blue eyes, and the driver wondered what she was thinking. 

Soon, they had arrived at her destination. He pulled to a stop outside an office block in a rather remote part of the street. "That's $9.60, ma'am" he said. She leaned over to pick her handbag off the floor in front of her. The driver couldn't help but look, as the skirt rode up another inch. She scrummaged through her handbag briefly, before turning to him. "It seems we have a problem, my purse isn't here. I don't have any money for the fare. I'm sorry." The driver remained speechless as her blue eyes gazed upon him. "I thought I had it right here. This is rather embarrassing"

"Maybe someone in your office can lend you the money," he said hopefully. He was never too impressed with the way some people tried to talk their way out of paying for their fare. 

"I doubt it," she replied. "It's only early, I'm always the first one here. I don't expect anyone else for an hour or so." They sat silently, looking at each other. 

"Maybe, I can make it up to you in another way," she said, as her hand found a way to his leg, smoothly moving it over his thigh and briefly to his ground, and then, back down to a safer distance. Her eyes searched his, looking for some sort of response, permission even. He was stunned, didn't know what to say, maybe it was all a dream. Reality hit him, when her hand moved upwards again, this time staying. She had discovered that he had already become hard, and a smile spread across her face. "I'm going to take that as a yes," she said. 

She unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Her hands ran over it, gently stroking it, moving over his balls and back over his cock. Eventually her head moved down, and she ran her tongue over it. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, and worked her tongue over it. Slowly, moving her mouth down, taking more and more of his cock in her mouth, moving his tongue around. He squirmed with pleasure as he filled her mouth, feeling his cock his the back of her throat. She sucked harder and deeper. A moan escaped from his lips, the first sound he made since the suggestion. Her smiling eyes looked up at his, as she tenderly squeezed his balls. 

"Stop!" he cried, rather breathlessly. Startled, she paused, and looked up at him. 

"Is something wrong?" she inquired. "are you not enjoying it?" An inquisitive look spread across her face. He started to stammer. "it's not that, it just isn't right, not like this". 

"Then what would you like?" She asked, and he leaned over and kissed her. He wanted to experience all of her. Touch her and taste her. He wanted to be the one to make her moan. 

She responded hungrily, her tongue exploring his mouth, her hands moving over his chest, unbuttoning his shirt, find their way on to his bare flesh. His hand ran over her delectable thigh, slowly moving up, feeling every inch of the leg he saw earlier today. It felt 10 times better than it looked, and he couldn't believe he was touching it. His hand moving ever closer to her pussy, he could feel the warmth radiating from it. His hand finally reached its destination, and he was quite taken aback to find she was wearing no underwear. His astonishment must have shown, as she chuckled quietly to herself, before kissing him again. She had undone the buttons of her jacket, and was shrugging it off her shoulders. The blue lace camisole showed, her hard nipples straining against the lace. He couldn't help but touch her breast. She gasped with pleasure as he did. 

Somehow, she found a way to straddle him, in the car seat. The camisole had come off and he was faced with the beauty of her breasts, so milky white, so round and pert. He wrapped his lips around a nipple, and the moan he longed to hear escaped from her lips. Her body moved forward and her pussy grazed his erect cock, straining to be closer to her. He could feel the moistness of her, as she moved closer to him. 

She lowered her body on to him, sliding his cocking inside her. It was warm, and wet, and wonderful. She moved her hips up and down, moving him in and out. Her pussy tightened and relaxed around him. Each second more amazing than the last. His hands moved over her body. Touching her breasts, her stomach, her ass. She felt delightful to touch. Pleasure was rippling through her body, she began to shake. His body was thrusting up to meet hers. Her clit was grinding against his pelvis. Their bodies entwined with one another, pleasuring each other more and more, until they climaxed together. A union of moaning, and sighing. 

She pulled away from him and sat silently in the passenger seat, regaining her breath and replacing her clothes

The driver looked at her. "Well, I suppose I can let you get away without paying. Just this once" She laughed to herself at the comment. 

"Thanks," she said. "I appreciate it." And opened the car door and entered the building, leaving his life as quickly as she entered it.



Taxi



It was a rare night out for them. In to town, a meal, a few drinks and a dance, finally to the casino for a turn on the roulette wheel.

She was wearing a new zebra print skirt: short and tight, emphasising her butt. A pair of pointed toe black boots, which reached to just below her knee, leaving between the skirt and boot a stretch of tanned thigh. Underneath was a black g-string. Her top was white, low cut and tight, and an uplift bra emphasised her breasts. She looked great and he knew that the men in town that saw her would agree, as they always did.

They had ordered a taxi for 7.30. They had arranged for the taxi to collect them from their local pub. They both sat in the back and told the driver their destination. He saw the driver adjust his rear view mirror and watched as the man eyed his wife up. He felt the usual feelings knife through his stomach; jealousy and pride and lust, it turned him on seeing the effect his wife had on other men.

They paid the driver and he gave them a card in case they needed a cab later. "He reminded me of a bit of Justin Timberlake," she said as they made their way to a bar, "same eyes and mouth." She had the hots for young Justin.

They had a few drinks then made their way to a restaurant. She had her favourite : prawns to start, then a steak. He had mushrooms and a steak. They shared a bottle of red wine. Red wine always had quite an effect on her and by the time they left the restaurant, she was a little drunk. 

They walked hand in hand to the next bar; it had music and a dance floor. They had a few more drinks and danced. She pushed herself against him and whispered "I'm horny." He was too. He could see men looking appreciatively at his wife. They had never involved anyone else in their lovemaking, but they had fantasised about another man joining them and fucking her, for him it was a serious turn on. He had tried to analyse why he had this fantasy; (it also seemed a common one for many men). He knew he wanted to watch, for him it was seeing his wife get pleasure, seeing her come, and watching her face as she did. Watching herself lose all her inhibitions and turn into a sex mad woman, this was want he wanted. Needed. 

He rubbed his hands down her back then across the inside of her thigh, he felt her shiver and felt his penis begin too swell. "We'll have quick gamble and drink at the casino then go." She nodded in agreement. They left the club and walked the short distance to the casino. On the way they stopped in a shop doorway and he kissed her deeply. He ran his hands over her butt then up to her breasts. She dropped her hand to his crotch and squeezed gently. "Don't " he laughed, "everyone will be able to see my hard on."

They signed into the casino and went to the bar; she had a port he had a vodka and tonic. He was not a big gambler, he occasionally spent a few pounds on the roulette, and he knew his limits. He checked his wallet; inside was a twenty and two tens, enough for a bet and the cab home. His wife sat at the bar while he gambled, she wasn't keen and felt the money could be better spent. Tonight he lost the twenty quickly; there was no sign of his lucky numbers. At this stage he would usually shrug, smile sheepishly and wife and go home, but tonight he decided to change the remaining twenty for chips, and promptly lost again.

He made his way back to his wife and told her the bad news. There was a flash of anger in her eyes. He apologised and explained it was probably because of the booze. He'd make it up to her at home and said he'd pop round to the cash point and get the taxi fare and an extra 20 for her to buy something nice. She smiled and said she forgave him as long as he used his smooth tongue for more serious business later. He ordered her another drink and made his way to the bank. Unfortunately the machine was out of order. It stated that "all machines were out due to a technical fault." 

Back at the casino he explained. He suggested that they phone the taxi firm that they had used earlier, he was sure that he had money in the house and would pay him with that.

They went outside and waited, they had been told the cab was on its way. When it arrived he could see it was the cab driver from earlier, the one his wife had fancied. The knife pricked at his stomach. "Back to where I collected you?" enquired the driver. "Yes" they replied in unison.

As the cab got under way she snuggled up close to him. "I want you to fuck me," she said. It was a bit loud for a whisper and he saw the driver turn to look, almost as if he thought she was talking to him. He again adjusted his mirror. She had her legs crossed and the skirt had risen high up her leg almost to her butt. "I think you are distracting Justin," he said to her. " I know something that will really distract him," she said with a smile. She uncrossed her legs and widened them. The skirt rode up her thighs revealing her g-string. Using her left middle finger she pulled the underwear to one side, showing her shaved pussy. She then leaned back in the seat and pushed her hips forward. The driver almost lost control of the car, his eyes was not on the road. She slipped the middle finger of her right hand in to her mouth, making it moist. Then she slipped her middle and ring finger between her thighs and began rubbing at her lips, parting them, then sliding her fingers between the lips and began masturbating. Slowly in and out.

Both men, for different reasons, were stunned by what they could see. Her husband felt the knife turn in his guts. He was watching his wife perform the sluttiest thing he had ever seen. He wanted to tell her stop, but couldn't. He was mesmerised. He had fantasised about this a million times, but to see the fantasy fulfilled? 

The driver felt confusion. Was this a kinky game, a tease that this couple got off on? Or was there going to be more? He pulled the car into the pub car-park. It was dark; the pub had closed hours ago.

She spoke to them both. "One of you is going to fuck me tonight." She turned to her husband. "You will fuck me," she paused and smiled at her husband, "you will take me home and fuck me if the driver does not have a condom. If he has a condom he will fuck me." She continued masturbating, smiling as she looked at the stunned men's faces as they contemplated what she had said. Her husband was torn; did he want the driver to have a condom on him? Did he want to see the woman he loved fucked by another man right here in the car in front of him? Deep inside he knew the answer.

The driver reached across to the glove compartment and opened it. After a few seconds of rummaging around he gave a quiet but triumphant " Yes." He turned to face the couple, showing the shiny packaged condom he had found. He too was considering what to do. He had found the condom and he did want to fuck this woman. He was married but he was so turned on by what was happening. The woman was gorgeous, he just wanted to fuck her, had done since he had picked the couple up earlier that evening.

The woman removed her fingers from her wet hole and leant forward to whisper in the driver's ear. "Congratulations. You are now going to fuck me; I want your cock in me and want you to fuck me hard and fast. I want to feel every inch of you deep inside me, hard and solid, ramming into my soaking wet pussy." She turned to her husband. "And you are going to watch me get a good fucking." He nodded; she was now in control, he knew he would just follow her lead in whatever she intended to do.

She spoke to the driver again. "I want you to sit in the passenger seat, and I want you to lower your trousers and pants. I want a good look at your cock." The driver slid across the car and lowered his clothing. His cock was already hard and he had trouble removing it from his underwear. Eventually it swung up and slapped against his stomach. Her husband could see it was big, about 8" long and thick. His wife reached over the seat and took it in her right hand and began wanking the penis, slowly up and down. She looked at her husband, "this thick long cock is going to slide into me, its going to make me come, you want to see that don't you." He nodded. The driver had his eyes closed then moaned quietly when she released her grip. She leant back against the seat and closed her legs. "I want you to take off my g-string." Her husband reached under the skirt and took hold of the underwear and pulled it down over her hips, she lifted her beautiful ass and he lowered the pants over her thighs and calves and finally her ankles. He put the pants into his pocket. She opened her legs again revealing her lips, " driver I'm ready for you too fill me with that cock, are you ready to fuck me?."

She turned sideways to allow her to pass between the two front seats. As her right leg passed through the gap she twisted to her right. The driver reached out his left hand and ran it up the back of her thigh and then to her right cheek. His hand brushed at the crack of her ass and she jerked as his fingers touched at her wet lips. She then swung her leg across him and straddled his hips; one knee on either side of him, her skirt was hitched up over her hips.

Her husband could see the other mans cock between his wife's legs, it seemed to be twitching. His wife then lifted her top over her head; she then reached behind undoing the clasp on the bra revealing her breasts. Beautifully shaped with a light pink nipple, they were level with the drivers face and he reached up and cupped them. Moving forward he took the left breast in his mouth and began licking the nipple, tweaking the right nipple between his fingers. "That's it," she whispered, "softly, I like it softly." She pushed her hips forward until the cock rested against her lips and began to rock gently against it. 

Her husband leaned forward looking over the other mans shoulder to get a better view. He could feel his own erection tight in his pants, but he knew if he touched it he would probably come. 

"I'm ready now, I want you inside me." The man released her breast, and tore open the condom packet with his teeth. He then placed it on the tip of his erection and slowly rolled it down his length. She raised herself slightly and positioned herself over it. "Are you sure you are ready for this" she said to her husband. He paused. His heart was pounding; his breathing was short and sharp. He could feel the blood pounding through his head, every nerve in his body was tingling. The pain caused by the knife in his stomach was now exquisite. He nodded. Yes he was ready.

She reached behind her with her left hand and gripped the cock at is base, it was so thick she couldn't encircle it with her index finger and thumb. She placed it between her lips and lowered herself on it. 

All three of them let out a collective sigh.

She dropped on to the penis inch by inch, slowly, enjoying the sensation as it gradually filled her, finally coming to a stop when she sat on his thighs, every inch was deep inside her. She stretched out her arms and crossed them behind the seat's headrest, again her breasts were in the man's face. She smiled at her husband. "Can you see it in me, its deep so deep," she sighed. He looked into her eyes. He could see that they had glazed, almost become misty, a sign that she was totally turned on. He kissed her on the lips. "Now fuck me, hard" she said to the driver.

The man placed his hands on her ass and lifted her slightly, revealing an inch of wet shaft. He then began thrusting into her. She began moving with him until they built a rhythm, as he pushed up she pushed down. 

Her husband's mouth was dry. He adjusted his position so he could watch the cock pounding into her. He could see his wife's pussy lips tightly encircling the erection as it slid in and out of her, glistening with her wetness. He could hear her breath shortening and he knew she was about to orgasm. This was what he wanted to see. He looked into his wife's eyes. "I'm coming, oh fuck that's it, harder." The other man increased his pace, his fingers grasping her butt tightly, as her tits rubbed against his face he licked at them.

She let out a moan, then grunted her breath out, her breathing short and sharp. As their eyes met it was just the two of them. The driver could have been anyone; he was just a means to an end, the fulfilment of a fantasy. It was him and her.

He watched her come. "Keep your eyes open" he said. Her eyes showed him everything. He could see the lust in them, the deep animal pleasure of being fucked, a look he had seen many times in their bed. A look that told him that if there were 10 other cocks there she would take them all. A look he loved.

She came with a long gasp, "That's it, that's it make me come more" she almost squealed. She released her grip of the seat and reached out and gripped her husband's nipples through his shirt, twisting them roughly. She came again, arching her back. She then put her hands on the driver's chest, balancing her self as she thrust down on him. The driver said, "I can't hold out any longer," and he came hard in her, almost bucking her of his lap as he did so. She orgasmed again a wet come, a huge, shattering come. Her husband could see the wetness oozing from her, down the now softening cock. 

She lifted herself from him and sat in the driver's seat. She adjusted her clothing and opened the door stepping out. Her husband did the same.

She turned back to the driver, "no charge." He smiled back, "no charge."

They walked the short distance to their home silently hand in hand. Once in the house she said "and what about you?" He stood and lowered his trousers. His erection pushed against his pants. She reached in and released it. She stroked it once and he came, hot and fast over her hand and arm. 

They often talked about that night, and continued to fantasise about other men in other situations when making love. It was the only time another man was involved with them. The itch had been scratched.



Taxi



Without a word, Traci reaches over to me in the darkness and finds my mouth. Her mouth is open and her tongue searches urgently. Our cab is two cars back from the exit ticket booth and twenty minutes to a half hour tops from the hotel. We have a meeting in an hour.

"God, you taste like home, Baby," I whisper into her mouth. Her hand is in my lap. Now it is unzipping my pants. I smile through the darkness at the way she is teasing and put my arm around her, pulling her close and letting my hand drift down her back and up again to massage her slender neck. The next thing I know she is actually pulling my cock out of my pants. I look at her in shock and glance up to see if the driver is watching. She doesn't even look back at me. She is dropping her head to my dick. My surprise aside, I am hardening fast and I don't even look toward the exit attendant as we drive through the gate.

Hot, wet, eager lips engulf my cock and I melt into them. Traci sucks me hungrily. As delirious with lust as she has me, I can tell I am only the tool; Traci is the player. I am here for her pleasure this time. 

I know how this is going to end. She is going to gulp down every drop of my orgasm without spilling a drop. Even though I know this, I still have that natural desire to beg her to do it, maybe from the age old universal fear that for some reason she'll stop.

No danger this time I think. She is sucking me in long, steady, slow strokes. She only does that when she is sucking me for her pleasure. I do that to her when I am just in the mood to feel her cunt climax on my tongue and to taste her juices. In those instances, I know I am doing it for me and not just for her. Now the table is turned, and who am I to resist her needs, I reason.

I glance once more at the driver, he works hard to keep from appearing that he is glancing in the mirror, but from his motions, I can tell he peeks. He also slows down, figuring we won't care about the additional fare. Traci is driving me nuts, and I have to tell her. I can't stand it. I pull her up from a long slurping stroke and bring her to my mouth. Our tongues meet forcefully, and I can feel the thick mixture of her saliva and the early cum gathering that she has worked out of my cock so quickly. I whisper passionately directly into her mouth, through our kiss, "Suck me dry, Traci. God I need you to suck my dick dry." She fucks my mouth ravenously, holding my face hard with her damp hands, and then quickly drops again to my wet dick.

Now it starts. I have said my piece. I can only enjoy. She is slurping me deeply again, settling into those long, slow strokes that can have only one result -- and that can't take too long. Hot wet lips sliding up and down my shaft, stopping only slightly each time they reach the top to encircle and suck hard, then release to slide back down as deep as possible. The wetness and heat engulfing my cock is insanely delicious.

Suddenly I am loving the whole world. I love sex. I love the passion between lovers. I love woman and her cunt, her tits, her delicious wet mouth. Her beautiful curves, her desire to please with her mouth. I love being a man in love with a woman. I love this woman ravenously. I love the night. I love the drive through a moonlit, starlit night in Dallas. I love this feeling building deep inside my body. I love that I am starting to lose control of it.

Traci senses all these feelings in me. We have spoken them countless times. Now we are just enjoying them. She is preparing for me to go over the edge. She twists now with her lips and sucks harder on the tip on each up stroke. She lets her hand slide down to hold my balls, exactly like I love it. She lets her mouth and my own contractions take over the work.

Now I'm gone, my mind erupts and my body freezes with that agonizing loss of control, I freeze for that eternal second waiting, feeling my whole body is going to shatter. Now I am firing my semen madly into her throat and flooding her mouth. Traci is gulping down huge swallows of salty sperm, filling up immediately for another swallow by the time she has swallowed the previous one. 

My girl is sucking me dry in the back of a taxi. We are teenagers again, only better -- much, much better. We are very, very good at this now. We know each other so well and we love doing this. Even while I am emptying my last droplets into her sucking mouth, I am already anticipating tasting her sweet cunt and sucking her to a wild orgasm before fucking her thoroughly after the meeting and a light, late dinner.

Traci is cleaning me up thoroughly with her tongue. She licks me dry and kisses my cock one last time then carefully slides me back inside my pants and lets me zip back up. 

I don't even worry that there might be missed drops that might leave stains; she doesn't miss when she does this. We kiss and I taste the powerful mixture of her sweet and my salt. A few minutes later the cab is slowing into a lighted circular hotel drive, Traci takes chewing gum and offers me a piece. 

She has never spoken a word, but she told me everything I needed to know.



Taxi!



It was with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that Rima realised that her car was going to stall. After repeated attempts to gun it back to life, had failed, she gave up and stepped out into the night air. There was no point in peering under the bonnet, as she didn’t know anything about the engine anyway! It was balmy and seemed like a storm was brewing, 10: 30 at night, a single woman, stranded in the middle of a road, with a broken down car – not an enviable position – to say the least. 

Rima had had a tiring day at work and had tried her best to thwart her colleagues from dragging her to a movie with them. She should have tried harder; she cursed herself, as she locked up the car as securely as she could – removing the detachable front panel of the stereo. She hoped that by the time a mechanic got to it tomorrow, her car would still be intact. Now how do we get back home? It was an effort to take the first few steps away from the car.

The first drop of rain hit her shoulder causing her to look at the droplet fast seeping into the fabric of her blouse, causing a dark patch to appear. As the next few droplets pit patted her, she looked up to see the dark clouds and lightning streak across the sky. Rima tugged her flimsy chiffon saree tight around her and trudged along while cursing herself, “Wonderful, now I am going to get drenched!” It was going to be a long, wet, wade back home if some mode of transportation didn’t show up soon. 

She heard the noise of an engine and turned to look back with hope. In the faint glimmer of the streetlights she saw a yellow cab approaching. As she tried to make out if it was empty, she instinctively raised her hand to flag it down. The driver saw her and swerved to a halt a few metres away from her – it was empty, but there were two of them in the front seat. All her instincts warned her not to acknowledge this cab, but she ignored them and walked up to the vehicle. As she approached the cab, she saw the assistant leering at her, as he scratched his day old stubble. 

His eyes travelled to her full breasts accentuated by the saree drawn tight across them and then lower down to her waist, which was exposed, as she had worn the saree low, below her navel. The saree was flimsy and her dark blouse was clearly visible through it, and this scruffy fellow was stripping her nude with his eyes as she drew level with the car. The insolent fellow didn’t stop leching at her even as she spoke to him and asked “Can you take me to Cotton Street?” In silent agreement, the passenger door swung open, and as she entered the cab, the driver turned around and gave her a slow once over, his gaze coming to a rest directly on her tits. Rima felt a chill run down her spine as she realised that both of them were drunk. 

She averted his eyes and settled down, fidgeting with her purse to keep her from looking at him. As he engaged gears, he reached up to adjust the rear view mirror and focussed it on her breasts. Rima noticed this movement and looked up, as she did so, she came face to face with the helper who was now openly leering at her. As she gulped, she noticed the lecherous smile on his face as he turned his face away and looked at the driver. The driver met his gaze and also returned the same smile. It was almost as if an unspoken agreement had been signed. Rima realised all this and almost panicked into jumping out of the speeding cab, but she tried to blame it all on her imagination and tried to stay calm. Home was a long way off.

The cab sped along deserted roads, and Rima felt the tiredness begin to overtake her. She fought it as long as she could; yet she was unaware of the attention that the driver was paying at the rear view mirror. If only she knew that he was gazing at her lush breasts as they jiggled with every little pothole that the cab encountered. The breeze through the open window drove away her fears, but it also drove away her saree from her blouse, causing her right breast and deep scooped neckline to come into view. The driver noticed this and rubbed his hardening cock through his trousers. 

Rima was lost in her own thoughts and reminisced about the movie, she also worried about her car and failed to notice the helper stealing sidelong glances at her exposed blouse and midriff now and again. The breeze and the motion of the car soon began to have their effect on her, and though she tried her best to fight it, an euphoric tiredness began to take hold of her. She dreamt of her bed and how she would soon crash into it, totally exhausted. 

As she dreamt, the breeze completely blew her saree off her shoulders and her heaving breasts clad in the low cut blouse, her fair stomach, accentuated by her deep dark navel, lay exposed for all to see. The cool breeze had caused her nipples to harden inside her flimsy bra and they were beginning to jut out through the fabric of her blouse. The blouse was made of a semi - transparent material and her bra was clearly outlined through it. Her cleavage, caused by her breasts ensconced in the tight bra, peeped out of her low neckline. 

The driver saw all this in the mirror and he massaged his rock hard dick vigorously causing his assistant to turn around and look at the half asleep Rima. He licked his lips at the sight of her and imagined what it would feel like to squeeze those tits and suck the hardening nipples. They looked at each other and nodded in silent agreement, it was now or never. The driver swung the car into a deserted lane off the main road and slowed to a halt behind a parked bus. 

Rima felt the vehicle slowing down and awoke with a start. She expected to see familiar areas, maybe her driveway, but all she could see was a dingy lane and the two men in the front seat looking at her with lusty eyes. As she regained her composure, she realised that she was exposing a lot of flesh and hastily tried to cover herself up. The assistant sprang into action as he turned around, reached out and clamped his fist over her mouth, and with his other hand he held the saree, preventing her from pulling it over herself. The driver opened his door and stepped out of the car, looked around, opened her door and roughly pushed her in. 

As he slid in next to her, the assistant relinquished his hold on her and opened his door and entered from the other door. It all happened so fast that before Rima knew it, she was sandwiched between the two. Before she could open her mouth to scream, the driver dealt her a slap across her cheeks, that made her actually see stars and sent her sprawling into the lap of the waiting helper.

As the helper held her shoulders and pulled her down onto his lap, the driver gripped her blouse with both hands and ripped it open. He made short work of her bra, slipping the straps off her shoulders, and scooping her large breasts out, which he held in either palm and began to squeeze. The helper once again clamped his hand over her mouth and prevented her from screaming. Rima was suffocating in his vice like grip, and the more she struggled, the tighter the hold became. 

The driver hiked her saree up to her thighs and straddled her legs with his own. He looked down at her thighs appreciatively and ran his hands over them, feeling their softness. His palms scalded her as they travelled closer and closer to her snatch rubbing and fondling her thighs. As she closed her eyes and struggled to free herself, the driver slowly but deliberately began to stroke her pussy through her flimsy black panties. Rima was terrified and stared back at him as he began to unzip his trousers. He wore no underwear and his cock sprang out from within. 

It was thick and black and rapidly hardening as he stroked it up and down. He hooked his fingers into the crotch of Rima’s panties and pulled hard. It came apart like tissue paper. As her pussy was bared, the helper reached down and stroked her curly pubes, stopping for a moment as he found her lips and pried them apart. Rima struggled violently and tried to get up, and this elicited another stinging slap, this time from the helper, “ Fucking bitch, stop struggling or you are in for a painful time!” Tears sprang from her eyes, as she realised her predicament.

The driver, now confident of her compliance, knelt down and squatted on the floor, bent her legs and spread them wide apart. He moistened a finger in his mouth and drove it into her pussy without much finesse. As he did so, he bent down and started to suck her nipples. Rima felt his coarse tongue and also his thick digit, which was beginning to shaft her soft pussy. As the finger pushed in and out her pussy began to respond and the juices began to trickle. The helper used his free hand to freely explore her soft breast and thighs, occasionally stroking his hard on through his trousers. Rima could feel the heat, and the hardness of his cock through the material of his trouser as he held her cheek tight against it.

The driver pulled his digit out of her pussy and bent down over her stomach. He kissed her navel and his tongue dove into it, he gripped the gathering of her saree and tried to pull it down as far as possible as his tongue followed his hand and came to a stop just above her pube line. He shoved his hands underneath her ass cheeks and lifted her up giving him a free access to her pussy. 

As his tongue skimmed the surface of her lips, he looked up and proclaimed to his assistant, “What a pussy, Baby, you and I are going to have a good time together!” The assistant looked at his boss appreciatively and replied, “You keep the pussy boss, leave her ass to me, seen the size – she must be a wild fuck!” These vulgar and obscene comments scalded Rima, but she knew that what they were about to do to her was going to be even worse. The driver shoved his tongue into her pussy lips as he pried them apart, and began lapping away at her juices.

However revolting the thought may have been, Rima felt her body begin to respond as she experienced the hot tongue skimming her pussy and occasionally diving deep inside her. The driver speeded up the strokes of his tongue holding her soft thighs apart with his hands. The helper was trying to kiss her mouth, but as she twisted and turned her face, he unzipped his trouser and pressed his cock against her cheeks. Rima felt the heat of his cock as it grew bigger against the side of her face, and tried her best to draw away from it but he held her head tightly to it. He then gripped her hair in a bunch and tugged hard, “Open your mouth slut, open it and suck my dick!” The grip on her hair was violent and for fear of being slapped again, she turned her face towards the hard cock springing up on his lap. 

The helper held his dick and rubbed it on her lips, he leered back at her, as she begged for mercy, “Please let me go, don’t do this to me, I beg you.” Her appeals fell to deaf ears, as the helper pinched her cheeks open and inserted the head of his cock into her mouth. It was enormous! Rima felt that she was going to choke on the head itself, leave alone the rest of the monstrosity! The helper forced his way into Rima’s mouth, till she felt that he had probably reached her stomach. 

She had never imagined that a human penis could ever be of such gargantuan proportions. As she gagged and tried to breathe normally, the helper began to undulate his hips and cause the monster to move in and out of her mouth. The rancid taste and pissy smell of the phallus revolted her, but Rima sucked on it to save her life. In the meanwhile, the driver found her erect clitoris and began massaging it with his thumb while he continued sucking the lips of her pussy. Rima squirmed in shame as she felt her juices begin to flow freely from all the attention. 

As he gyrated her clit round and round, she felt tremors begin deep inside her and involuntarily she began to buck her hips. The driver realised this and his tongue probed deeper into her quim, while he kneaded her ass fiercely. The helper was groaning as he savoured the feel of his cock inside Rima’s warm mouth and low guttural sounds emanated from his clenched lips as he held her hard nipples in his fingers and rubbed them like marbles.

Rima was beginning to enjoy the attentions that her body was receiving from both of them, and even though her brain screamed out for it to stop responding, her body proved to be a traitor. The driver looked up at her and inserted two thick fingers into her wet pussy; he shafted her and rammed them upto his knuckles. Rima was taken by surprise as the fingers filled her quim and she felt them stretch her lips and walls wide. It felt good, very good, as the fingers increased their tempo and began working in and out of her cunt.

A squishy sound came out of her pussy as the fingers churned it into a dribbling mess and the juices flowed out of her lips and spread on to her snatch. The driver was, by now, shafting her like a piston and as Rima looked at his face, she was terrified at the lust that flowed from his eyes. He in turn looked at her helpless face contorted with fear, pain and lust and this fired him up even more. Her nostrils were flared open; her pretty pink lips were spread apart as she sucked in her breath, her hair dishevelled and her eyes wide open, begging for mercy. 

Her body was awash in sweat which glistened in the pale light of the night, her chest heaved with excited terror, her nipples taut and her breasts swollen from all the attention. Rima’s head was still on the helper’s lap, who had lifted her arms above her head and was holding them down. With his free hand, he extricated his gigantic glans, wet from her mouth and began to shaft it. As Rima looked up at it, she couldn’t help feeling overawed at the size of it. She had always fantasised about a truly big cock, but this one was unbelievable! It reminded her of the nozzle attached to the end of a garden hose, almost as big as her forearm and equally thick. He held it by its base and wagged it in front of her mouth and then began to beat her face with it. Though he didn’t hurt her, Rima felt like she was being chastised with a warm iron rod.

What the driver’s fingers were doing to her pussy was now beginning to have an effect on her, she felt her innards begin to twitch, her thighs begin to tremble, and her hips rose up from the seat of the car to meet his fingers. Rima realised, as did her tormentors that she was going to come. “Shove it into her quick, before she starts cumming, she’s wet and ready!” said the helper as he tried to make her take his cock back inside her mouth. Rima opened her lips and her soft tongue snaked out to lick the underside of his glans, a moan escaped from her lips, as the driver’s lips clamped down on her clit and he began to suck.

All of a sudden, a wave of heat washed over her, as her come flowed like hot lava, deep inside her. She thrashed and bucked and moaned with the pleasure of her release and her body convulsed as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her. As she shamelessly realised what had happened, and lay spent from her exertions, all activity came to an end. 

The helper released her hands and opened his door and stepped out, Rima saw him looking down at her with his monster dick swinging above her face. He reached down and again pinned her arms down. The driver stood up also, and leered down at her near naked body. Her saree was bunched around her waist, her panties ripped apart, her blouse had been torn open, and her bra straps slipped off her shoulders. Rima’s fair skin shone like alabaster in the diffused light with her lush pubes and deep navel a stark contrast. He dropped to one knee on the seat, spread her legs wide and slowly; deliberately undid his trousers. He then bent down, gripped her shoulders, propped his body up and levered his other leg up on the seat between her spread thighs. 

Rima knew what was about to happen and tensed involuntarily. He lowered his whole body on top of her and his weight crushed Rima’s soft flesh, as he took her pretty face in his hands and forced his mouth on her. She tried to avoid it but he was much too strong. He drove his tongue into her mouth and played with her tongue, he withdrew and kissed her with loud smooching sounds. He held her hair and held it in a tight bunch as with his free hand he squeezed her soft swollen breasts. Rima felt the heat of his blood engorged penis between her thighs and with every slight movement, felt it inch closer and closer to her pussy. 

As he sucked her taut nipples haltingly and slathered her breasts with his hot tongue, she felt the knob of his dick begin to spread her quim open and begin it’s journey into her. It hardly met any resistance with all the juices that flowed freely inside her and Rima felt her walls stretching as he filled her up slowly.

He continued kissing her and playing with her lush tits while he drove his cock deep into her and filled her aching pussy with his meat. The helper kept looking down at her being ravished as his now flaccid monster wagged in front of her face. Pre cum oozed from it’s slit in a tacky flow and dripped onto her hair. He raised her palms to his organ and made her hold it. With her fingers wrapped around his shaft, began to hump his hips. This caused his dick to begin to harden again and soon Rima’s fingers couldn’t travel all the way around. The driver had begun to step up his strokes and Rima could feel her body hungering for release once again. 

With every stroke, her body shook and her breasts bounced around like mounds of jelly. By now, the tempo had reached a crescendo as the driver rained a barrage of thrusts into her helpless pussy and Rima shamelessly responded with a steady stream of low moans and groans. “Oh God, Oh God, aaanh, aaoow, Oh my God, Oh please” she whimpered. “The bitch is crying for it”, opined the helper, as the driver groaned and grunted with every stroke. His cock was travelling all the way deep inside her and the friction was maddening for him. 

Rima felt the storm building up inside her; she also felt the thick cock twitching in her palms as its heat scalded her. The driver felt her respond as she involuntarily lifted her hips and rose to meet his strokes midway and his tempo increased to a frenzy. He palmed her breasts and sucked hard on her erect nipples as his cock slammed into her mercilessly. Suddenly Rima erupted and began to come; she wrapped her thighs around his hips and pulled him in to get the maximum penetration. His cock touched something deep inside her and she flowed like a fountain. Her screams of release echoed in the darkness as she bucked her hips rhythmically. 

The driver realised that she had come and reached his own climax, as he plunged deep into her, his cock erupted and his jism shot into her washing her already juicy hole with more liquid. “Oh God, fuck you, you bitch, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you”, he repeated as his juices stopped flowing. He kissed her mouth, bit her lips, sucked her nipples, squeezed her breasts - did everything all at once and collapsed on top of Rima, totally spent. As Rima began to comprehend what had happened, her first instinct was to give in to her spent tiredness and close her eyes.

As she did so, she realised that the monster cock of the helper was not in her hands anymore and that her arms were free. She looked up and saw the night sky; the helper was nowhere around. For a brief moment, she irrationally contemplated running for freedom even in this dishevelled state. That was soon nipped in the bud, as a split second later, she saw the door near her foot open and the silhouette of the helper loomed in the darkness. 

The driver was still on top of her, she wondered if he had gone off to sleep! The helper bent down and tapped his boss on his thighs and said, “My turn boss, get up!” Rima stared in wordless terror as the driver eased himself up and his sweat glistened body exited out of the door. For a moment Rima was totally free and felt a chill wash over her as a soft breeze wafted into the car. She saw the helper advance, and involuntarily shut her thighs close. 




Taxi!



He smiled a crooked smile at her as he stood there by the door, half bent, with his gargantuan cock swinging like a pendulum, “Not interested in your pussy baby, show me your asshole sweetheart.” Rima was paralysed with terror, this guy wanted to fuck her ass with that giant dick, she knew she would die! She had to stop him at any cost, she folded her palms at him “Oh God no please, not that way, I’ve never done it before, please spare me”, she pleaded. At this sign of dissent, he reached in held her by the waist and flipped her over on her stomach effortlessly, as if she was a rag doll. He then gripped her ankles and pulled her towards him. 

As she slid across the seat on her stomach, Rima prepared for the worst. Soon he relinquished his hold on her ankles and gripped her thighs and lifted her ass up in the air, “What an ass baby, I’m gonna fuck you till you bleed, you slut!” Rima heard his vicious threat, and almost blacked out as his hard palm cracked across the ample flesh of her buttocks. He hit her again and enjoyed the ‘thwack’ of his open palm on her fleshy cheeks. Rima’s ass was soft, milky white and large by any standards and these slaps left red welts on her sensitive skin. 

Tears sprang to her eyes. She had always been conscious of her ample proportions and took great care not to exhibit it under any circumstances; as a result she refrained from wearing trousers or jeans. For her to suffer this ignominy, getting fucked in the backseat of a taxi by two scruffy strangers was unthinkable. The violent fucking that she had endured and the stinging slaps had left her devoid of any strength to resist.

She cradled her head in her arms and lay down like an Egyptian cat, with her ass high up in the air, as he knelt down between her legs and spread her thighs apart. As Rima resigned herself to her fate and prepared to lose her anal virginity, she couldn’t help the tears that kept flowing. He probed between her legs and found her wet snatch into which he inserted his two fingers, and spread her lips apart. Rima had expected him to pay all attention to her asshole and was pleasantly surprised. He withdrew his fingers, and soon she felt the large head of his cock nudge her pussy lips apart. Lubricated, though, her pussy was, she couldn’t help but gasp as the monstrosity began its journey into her. It felt as if she was being torn apart. 

As more of the shaft entered her soft innards, Rima felt her walls being stretched wide and it felt like she was about to lose her virginity all over again. All the stories that she had read and heard about huge cocks, could not prepare her for the pain and pleasure that she felt at this moment. It was as if an oak trunk was spearing her, but she was also being filled - completely. 

The pain was excruciating, as it travelled into her inch by inch, yet she began to savour the feeling of being completely filled up. She wondered if an average dick would ever satisfy her in future. In a few moments, he reached down and grabbed her breasts and began to squeeze them hard. His thumbs and forefingers found her nipples and rubbed and pinched them to hard points. The tip of his cock touched her somewhere deep inside and pushed into that sensitive organ. 

All at once Rima’s orgasm broke loose again and she began to convulse and come. Her pussy flooded once again, he extricated his cock to the tip of her lips and then, without warning, rammed it back up to the hilt. As Rima felt it travel back up her pussy, she continued to come. “Oh my God, that feels so good, Oh God that feels great, Oh God fuck me, fuck me……harder, fuck me.”, she gushed. He had felt her coming and now he heard her moaning, that was enough for the helper. He tore into her pussy like a sledgehammer, every stroke shaking Rima’s body. Her ass cheeks shivered under the impact of this onslaught and he gripped them in both hands and kneaded them like dough. With every stroke, she felt his abdomen crash into her ass, his thighs slapped against hers.

Rima had capitulated completely, and was lost in her own pleasurable sensations, when she felt hands on her face and looked up to see the driver standing in front of her. His cock was hard again and he was rubbing it on her lips. She opened her mouth wordlessly and accepted his stiffening member and began to suck it like a lollypop. It grew in her mouth, as did the monstrosity deep inside her. She felt it begin to thicken and twitch and knew that he was about to come. She herself had a tickle starting somewhere inside her and as he increased the tempo of his strokes to a violent tempo, Rima felt his open palms cracking across her fleshy ass. The pain that these slaps caused, inter mingled with the pleasure that they created, caused Rima’s pussy to begin to twitch – again! The driver was holding her head with both his hands and fucking her mouth in rapid strokes. 

He suddenly gave a guttural groan, “ Oh fuck you baby, fuck your pussy, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!”, and discharged his spunk into her mouth. She tried to disengage and spit it out, but he held her head hard and after a while, she felt the hot spunk travel down her throat.

The helper with his massive cock was ploughing deep into her pussy, his body on top of her, her ass still smarting from the hard slaps, and his palms were kneading her soft titties when Rima discharged yet again. “Oh,Oh,Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, harder, harder!”, she moaned amidst her tears as she bucked her hips to meet his strokes mid way. Whether he heard or not, his tempo increased till a continuous vulgar, squishy sound from her pussy joined the chorus of her moans and his steady grunts. 

One final lunge and he released his load of come deep into her quim, “ Fucking bitch, your pussy is so juicy, you bitch, you slut, slut, slut!”, he kept repeating as he collapsed on top of her. His monster cock spat the seed that washed her pussy with the hot fluid. Rima had passed out a moment earlier under the onslaught of his cock and her own final release and did not hear all this.

When she came to, she was lying in the back seat of a moving car which was speeding through the night. She smelt the rain soaked streets and as she sat up and gathered her saree to cover herself, the assistant of the cab turned around and asked, “Right Ma’am where do you want to go?”



Taxi!



It was Friday night; the rain beat down as Dave headed for the taxi. He climbed in and moved off driving into the night. He hated working the night shift on a Friday night, but he needed the cash. However there were one or two perks to the night shift on a Friday night that made the job all the more worthwhile.

Dave had been driving a taxi for a number of years and was fairly good at selecting which fare to pick up. After driving past a few people, he had carefully selected a potential fare. Pulling in as he was flagged down he released the locks allowing the young couple to climb in. After giving the address they wanted Dave drove on taking the most direct route he could given the unusually high volume of traffic on the road.

As Dave drove he always liked to keep an eye on the fares in the back, especially the young ladies. Although happily married with two kids he still liked to admire the young ladies who used his taxi, one of the few perks of his job. The mirror was carefully positioned to give him an uninterrupted view of the whole seat behind him. While useful for eying up his fares it also helped him to ensure his safety while on the night shift.

Continuing on his route Dave glanced behind him, the couple were unusually quiet for this time on a Friday night. As he turned the next corner the couple began to kiss, this was more like it he thought. The pair were locked in an extremely passionate kiss, Dave was wondering what would happen next. He wasn't left wondering for long, he turned the next corner,

"Can you pull over mate? She is feeling a little ill," said a voice from the back of the taxi.

Not wanting to have to clean his taxi so early in the shift Dave obliged, pulling over at the curb he noted the fare was at £8.50, not bad for the first job of the night. The girl climbed out and stood at the side of the cab her partner followed. As Dave turned to see that she was OK the pair ran off into the park across the street. 

He couldn't believe it, after being so careful about who to pick up he had been left out of pocket. He got on to the radio and let control know what had happened and a warning was quickly passed on to the other drivers. Dave knew it wasn't worth chasing them, he knew too many colleagues who had given chase and then woken up in hospital.

Feeling like an idiot for falling for the oldest scam in the book Dave cleared the metre and headed back to town. He collected a couple of easy fares, they didn't earn him big money but at least he was getting paid. Still feeling a little uneasy about his earlier lost money he continued to hunt for 'safe' fares those who would definitely pay for their journey.

After working for four hours he stopped off at his favourite all night café. This would be one of several visits he would make during the night. He sat in his usual place and ordered his usual 9pm snack, a pint sized cup of coffee and a bacon sandwich. He was served by Michelle, a young 19 year old student making a little extra cash before heading out on the town.

Dave finished and was about to head back to the road to continue with his shift. As he reached the door Joan the shop owner called him,

"Dave could you do me a huge favour?" Dave turned to look at Joan, "Michelle could do with a lift if you are free, it's the end of her shift and I can't have her walking home in this rain." Joan said with an element of concern in her voice.

"Of course I can, we can't have her getting wet." Dave replied with a smile.

The taxi engine started, Dave sat patiently, waiting for Michelle. He couldn't believe how is luck was changing after such an awful start to the night, at last he had someone worth looking at in the back. Michelle gave the address she wanted to go to and Dave pulled off.

Michelle was wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse with the top buttons undone, her long black wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a pair of smart glasses, which just finished the sexy look. Dave kept checking his mirror admiring the sexy young girl in the back of his taxi. Her large breasts were hardly contained by her bra and Dave could just about see her small pink nipple peaking through the material of her blouse.

Feeling his cock harden he returned his attention to the road, he began a polite conversation with Michelle about her plans for the rest of the night. After finding out that she was off to town, they pulled up outside her parent's house. Checking the meter Dave told Michelle what she owed for the taxi. Michelle lent forward to pass the £10 note to him, as she did he got a great view of her beautiful cleavage. Dave fumbled about for the change and passed Michelle his card with his number on so she could call for a taxi later should she need one. 

Now, in a much happier mood, Dave continued with his shift picking up a number of fares during the night. After a slow and uncertain start to the night business had definitely picked up. Dave headed back to the café for another coffee just before it was time for the clubs in town to empty. He informed Joan that Michelle got home ok and as he was half way through his coffee his phone rang.

"Hi Dave it's Michelle could you come and pick me up please?" Asked Michelle, Dave couldn't pass up the chance to see her again. So, quickly he finished his drink and was back in his taxi to pick her up.

As Dave turned the corner to collect Michelle he could hardly believe his eyes. She was wearing a short dress, with straps on the shoulders her large breast spilling over the top to show her lovely cleavage. He pulled up along side her; she climbed into the taxi clumsily, closely followed by a male friend.

Michelle told Dave where they wanted to go, he looked back and confirmed that they really wanted to go there as he knew the fair would be around £20. There mind made up he pulled off and began the journey. Dave couldn't help but look in his mirror to see the beauty that was again on his back seat. He could tell that she had been drinking, as on her first journey she had positioned herself carefully ensuring that Dave couldn't see under her skirt. This time however her legs were apart slightly allowing Dave to see her black thong which clung tightly to her pussy.

Once again Dave could feel his cock harden straining against the material of his pants. He kept driving and looking back to admire Michelle, after negotiating a tricky part of town he glanced in his mirror to see Michelle and her friend engaged in a very passionate kiss. Michelle's hand was stroking the man's crotch; he could see a bulge forming in his pants. Michelle had spread her legs giving a fantastic view of her thong; the man soon took advantage of this offer and began caressing her pussy through the silky material.

Dave continued to drive, despite his own cock throbbing. The activity behind him often drew his gaze. Michelle's thong seemed to have disappeared and her smooth, shaved pussy was clearly visible. She had started to pant as the man rubbed his finger over her tiny clit. The strap on her dress had fallen off her shoulder and her breast had popped out of the dress, her small pink nipple hardened with the coolness of the air in the taxi. Her eyes closed as the man took her nipple into his mouth sucking it gently, short gasps escaped her lips.

The man's cock had worked its way out of his trousers with a lot of help from Michelle. Her small hands stroked the mans thick shaft. She worked her self free from his grip and lowered her young, hot mouth onto the tip of his shaft. He groaned in pleasure as she sucked greedily on the tip. Her moans muffled by the thick cock in her mouth as he continued to rub her clit. All the time this was going on Dave could feel his cock throbbing more and more. He found himself stroking his cock as he drove. 

A loud groan came from the back of the taxi shortly followed by a cough. Michelle's excellent technique had proved too much for her male friend, his thick cum had filled her mouth. Michelle had somehow managed to swallow it all, the panting of the man continued as Michelle licked his cock collecting every little drop of cum she could. His cock was quickly put away and her breast was returned to the dress as the taxi turned the corner pulling up outside the address Dave had been given.

Dave stopped the meter and as if nothing had happened he turned to the pair and asked them for £20. As he waited for the cash he noticed a small blob of cum that had dribbled from Michelle's little mouth and was sat on her cleavage. 

He sat in the taxi his cock hard and ready to explode after the delights of his private show. Michelle and her friend headed for the door, as they did Dave heard the sound of a bunch of keys dropping. He looked over to see Michelle bending over to pick them up, her dress rose revealing her perfect ass. The throbbing in his pants intensified. Then he noticed that the pair had gone into a ground floor flat.

Quickly, Dave took the taxi round the corner and parked up. He jumped out of the cab and made his way back to the flat. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he needed to see Michelle's perfect teen body and he needed to cum. Creeping round he found a secluded spot outside the bedroom window. He peered through the window and was soon rewarded; Michelle stepped out of her dress and stood completely naked in the room. Her large, firm breasts hung on her chest, pink nipples hard. The man's hands began to caress her breast she pressed her bare ass against him wiggling her hips. 

Without realising it Dave was stroking his own cock, enjoying the show. The man's thick cock was again hard and Michelle guided it deep inside her, although unable to hear Dave could tell it was a shock taking the cock inside her. Outside Dave stroked his own cock in time with the couple inside; he imagined Michelle's warm pussy engulfing his cock. 

Michelle was on all fours as the man thrust into her, with each thrust her breasts bounced and swung beneath her. Her face became flushed as the man continued his relentless assault on her pussy. Dave could see how close she was to having an orgasm; he longed to hear her as she came. The sight of the 19 year old girl being fucked in front of him was too much; Dave pumped his cock as wave after wave of cum jetted from his cock.

Once Dave had recovered, he returned to his taxi leaving the couple to enjoy each other for the rest of the night. He decided to call it a night and ended his shift early; claiming his cab needed to be cleaned after a fare had overdone the alcohol. He headed home with the image of Michelle being fucked hard in front of him stuck in his head. He wondered if she would remember what she had done in the back of the taxi.



Taxi Cab



He was waiting for you at the gate. Your heart skipped a beat within your chest and you nervously smoothed down the pleats of your short black skirt. He had instructed you to remove your panties just before landing and it excited you to know that he knew you were naked underneath your skirt. You walked up to him slowly, the 4 inch spiked heels on your feet making it impossible to run and throw yourself into his arms even though you wanted to. 

Instead of hugging you, he grabbed your right wrist and lifted your hand up to his face. With your fingertips just under his nose, he inhaled deeply then smiled. That had been another instruction- no masturbating for the past week. You had obeyed his command and so of course you had passed the test. He placed one hand on the back of your neck, a habit of his to show his complete control of you, and with the other he took your carry on. He led you in the direction of the exit. 

"My bags.." You said uncertainly, not wanting to doubt his direction but not wanting to lose your luggage either. 

"Already taken care of." he murmured and continued leading you towards the exit. Out in the bright afternoon sun, you squinted as you looked for the limo. It was nowhere in sight. Surprisingly, he motioned to a taxi that had just pulled up and opened the door. With a quick startled glance at him you slid into the back seat, making sure that your skirt came between you and the vinyl seat. He slid in next to you and closed the door. After quickly giving the cabbie the address, he looked at you. He was sitting close to the door on his side and you were sitting directly behind the cabbie so there was a big gap between you. His look was stern, and you suddenly realized your mistake and scooted close to him. Your legs had to straddle the bump in the floor but he smiled approvingly at you. 

"I have a present for you my darling" he whispered in your ear, and you smiled uncertainly. He reached over and rested his left hand on your right knee, and you shivered uncontrollably. It had been so long since he had touched you. He slipped his hand up your leg slowly, caressing your upper thigh and pushing up your skirt slightly. 

Startled, you looked up at the rear view mirror. You caught the cabbie's eyes and something in your face must have given you away because his eyes suddenly dropped down further and you knew he was watching. Sitting in the middle the way that you were, he surely had a perfect view of you. 

"Spread your legs further." your master commanded, not bothering to whisper. You did as asked without thinking, a testament to your excellent training. He slipped his hand between your thighs and touched your clit with his index finger. You gasped involuntarily and slid your hips forward, forgetting momentarily about the cabbie. As your master rubbed softly at your clit with his left hand, his right hand was reaching in the pocket of his overcoat. He pulled out a short strand of gorgeous black anal beads. Your face was a mask of surprise ad you realized what he intended to do. 

"Put your leg up on the seat darling." he said, and you hesitated a moment. You weren't sure if you were ready to have some stranger see every intimate part of you. As you continued to hesitate, he suddenly dipped his head down and bit your right nipple roughly, through the thin fabric of your top. You had no bra on to protect you either. 

"Do I need to repeat the order?" he asked sternly, and you quickly shook your head no. Any order repeated resulted in a night spent alone in the "chair". 

You lifted your leg quickly over the high back of the passenger seat. The cab driver actually turned to look this time, completely unabashed. 

"That's my good girl." your lover murmured approvingly as he pushed your skirt all the way up. Now you were completely uncovered and spread. He reached under your leg with his right hand, still holding the beads, and slowly felt around until his finger found your rosebud. Still rubbing your clit with his left hand he carefully pushed the beads in one by one. Even though the beads were not very big it was a tight fit due to the fact that every muscle was clenched in nervousness. 

With the beads in place, his right hand was free. He ran his index and middle finger slowly up the length of your pussy, gathering juices on the tips of his finger. He looked at his fingers as though debating, then lifted them up to your mouth. 

"Clean" he ordered, and you opened your mouth to begin sucking his fingers clean. He thrust his fingers into your mouth, fucking your mouth with them roughly. "You're my good little slut aren't you?" he asked and you nodded your agreement as you continued to clean his fingers. "Show us your tits then." He withdrew his fingers from your mouth. Without looking at the cabbie, you carefully unbuttoned the 4 buttons on your white cotton shirt and then spread it open, so that your small breasts and flat stomach were completely visible. "Such a naughty girl...just begging to be fucked aren't you?" once again you nodded your agreement. He moved his right hand back down to your pussy and pressed at your clit with his thumb. At the same time he slipped his middle finger inside your pussy, pushed forward and then pulled it out. Although he was fucking you with nothing but his middle finger, your pussy was drenched as he continued the rhythm...thrusting in and out and rubbing your clit with each thrust. After less than a minute of this, you were close to orgasm. 

"Master please may I come?" you moaned between gasps. 

"Are you close?" he asked matter-of-factly. You nodded. He slipped two fingers in your pussy this time. 

"No." he said firmly, continuing to finger fuck you. You stared at him dumbfounded as your body comes even closer to orgasm. 

"Please master..." and with that he removed his fingers. 

"I said no." he repeated, just as the cab pulled up to the curb outside of his building. "Better straighten your clothes." he added as he reached in and pulled out a $100 bill with his right hand, which was still doused with pussy juice. He handed the cabbie the bill, opened the door and stepped out into the sun. 

Still quivering from your almost-orgasm, you quickly closed your shirt and climbed out to follow your master without a glance back at the cabbie.



Taxi Cab



Being employed with Quickie Cab in the Big Apple has its advantages and disadvantages. About the only good thing is getting to check out some of the pretty women that need taken from here to there, most to meet their lovers.  Down side is the city is so damn big and most people are rather unfriendly, crappy hours to work, and no real motivation to do the job any better.  But that all changed the other night with a fare I picked up.

The weather had been finicky all night, one minute raining the next it wasn't, sometimes lightning and thunder other times just wind.  Going past the row of clubs I saw a young couple waiting for a cab under an awning so I pulled up and waited for them to dash to the cab.  Once in they go situated and told me the destination, on the other side of town, going to be a long ride.  

Looking in the mirror I saw the lady first, she was gorgeous.  She had red hair that clung to her face since it was wet from the rain, sparkling blue eyes, and light freckles dusted her face.  She shifted in her seat and I saw that she was wearing a long green body sheath of a dress that hung to her every curve and was split high on the sides, enough for me to see her black stockings that encased her legs.  Her breast swelled with a fullness that showed they were neither too large or too small, just right for her body and her nipples were erect probably from the cold air of the cab blasting against her wet dress.

	The guy seemed like a nice looking man, can most definitely see why they were together, made a good couple. He was appeared to be tall and had a solid build with dark hair and eyes.  He was decked out in some dockers and a dark button down shirt.

Getting under way we began to criss cross thru traffic making our way across town.  Noticing they had become quite in the back seat I checked out the mirror and found they were embraced in a passionate kiss.  His strong hands were rubbing up and down her legs, causing the split to open more to where I could see the top of her lace stockings.  She broke the kiss and glanced my way to catch me watching some, she smiled and had an extra twinkle in her eyes as she began to undo his pants and fish him out.

	Luckily the roads were pretty much dead at this late of an hour during the week so I was able to check my mirror regularly.  Next glance she was leaned down in the seat and was sucking on his cock.  His head was leaned back and eyes were closed as he enjoyed the ministrations her mouth was giving to his raging hard on. Taking a side street I saw she was looking up to the mirror to see my face as she licked up and down and all around that meat of his. She moved down and licked on his balls, first taking one in her mouth and licking all around it and then moving to the other.  His hand moved down and was running thru her hair as she had moved back up and began to move up and down on him.

     I heard him whisper to stop or she would be drinking his cum....she laughed and said to save that for later and she crawled up him and freed her breast for him to suck on.  I could hear him noisly suck those hard nipples in his mouth and looked back to see him running his hand down between her legs and come back up on her bare bottoms, no panties.  A soft moan escaped her lips as undoubtedly he was fingering her while kissing and sucking her breast.  When I next checked the action she was humping his hand and had her hands wrapped around his head as it was obvious that she was close to cumin.  Her body went stiff and she let out a hard gust of air and collapsed against him while an orgasm racked her body.

At this time I had a raging hard on of my on but had to concentrate on driving in between peeks so there was no relief in site for me.  The smell of sex was filling the cab.  I think they knew I was watching cause the next time I looked back at a stoplight she was sitting facing me in the seat with her dress hiked up and fingering herself as he rolled on a condom. His body filled my view as he got ready to enter her wet, swollen pussy which I had just glimpsed.  She moaned as he filled her and I saw her looking up at me in the mirror just before I had to go with a green light.  The sounds coming from the back were really getting to me, she was moaning and whimpering as he moved in and out of her in the back-seat.  Another light caught me (thank goodness) and I was able to look back and already see her gazing at me with those sweet eyes that were grazed over with lust as he drove harder and harder inside of her.  She squeezed and played with her own breast and brought one up to lick it herself.  Sadly I knew we were getting close to the destination they had gave me and didn't want this show to end.  The guy began to pump faster as he seemed to be nearing orgasm and she reached down between them and began to p lay with her clit as her hips met him thrust for thrust.  I heard her whisper to not waste that cum in the rubber and to let her drink him dry.  Gladly he withdrew a ripped the rubber off and sat back as she advanced towards his stiff member.  Moving again I could hear her slurping him and moaning.  Another light I saw she was sucking him like a woman possessed and was also sliding his cock between her breast and had her finger up her own pussy manipulating it.  A couple of blocks out I heard him say he was going to cum so I slowed and looked back as she jerked him off and his first spurt of cum shot out and hit her breast, then she closed her mouth around it and drank down the remainder of his cum as he filled her mouth.  She moaned as her fingers danced among herself and an another orgasm racked her body as she lapped up his cum.  Moans now filled the cab as I was one block away.  I tooted the horn and they both looked surprised and sat up and rearranged their clothing's before making an exit.  Pulling up in front of a row of apartments the lady leaned forward to pay me the fare and I turned to receive it I was looking straight down her cleavage and the mans cum was still resting there.  She said that they appreciated the ride and leaned back and was out the door followed by him and up some stairs before I ever looked to make sure she paid me right.

She had the correct amount plus a very good tip.  As I switched the light off and pulled off and thought this just might have changed my opinion on the Big Apple.



Taxi Cab



Cassie

Cassie had been working as a maid for Mr. and Mrs. Jantzen going on two months now. She knew both Mrs. and Mrs. Jantzen wanted to ravish her young, hot, sexy body by the nasty, naughty way they looked at her as they watched her bend over or get on all her fours to clean something. Cassie realized it was only a matter of time until the Jantzens would invite her into their bedroom.

One night Mr. and Mrs. Jantzen were out for the evening, and all the other help had the night off. Cassie had the house to herself and she decided to take advantage of the situation by taking a swim in the pool, in the nude.

When she got out of the pool, Cassie relaxed in a lounge chair and sipped on a very old, expensive bottle of wine, which she was sure Mr. and Mrs. Jantzen would never miss. Cassie was down to last glass of the bottle of wine, and feeling very tranquil, and buzzed. She headed towards the house to get another bottle of wine. Cassie was in the wine cellar standing naked, deciding on her next choice of wine. That’s when Mr. and Mrs. Jantzen appeared in the doorway of the wine cellar.

Mrs. Jantzen was first to speak, ”Well Mr. Jantzen, look what we have here, our maid naked. And appearing to be drunk on our wine? What do you suggest we do with this naughty maid of ours Mr. Jantzen?”

”Well my love, I think first of all we should make our bad naughty maid suck my hard, stiff cock,” replied Mr. Jantzen, ”What do you think Cassie, would you like to suck my big, fat cock?”

”Yes I would,” replied Cassie.

Mr. Jantzen and Mrs. Jantzen then entered into room and joined Cassie. They both undressed, and then Mr. Jantzen positioned himself against the wine tasting table, and told Cassie to get on all fours, and crawl over to him. Cassie did as he told her to, and got down on all fours and crawled over to him. First Mr. Jantzen put one of his fingers into Cassie's mouth, that she immediately begun to suck. He then took out the finger and placed his cock to her lips. She licked his cock's head like a lollipop, as her pussy became wet, and her hot pussy juice begin to seep down her legs. Mr. Jantzen then slowly slid his cock into Cassie's awaiting mouth. Cassie felt Mrs. Jantzen’s tongue start to taste and indulge in Cassie's hot, sweet pussy juice from behind. Mrs. Jantzen then kissed and licked Cassie's ass. Then Cassie squealed as Mrs. Jantzen would slap Cassie’s ass.

”Oh yeah Mr. Jantzen. This naughty girl likes to have her cute little ass spanked,” exclaimed Mrs. Jantzen.

”She likes to suck cock too,” Mr. Jantzen added.

Cassie squealed even louder as she came and sprayed Mrs. Jantzen’s face with her come, in addition Mr. Jantzen moaned as he sent his wad down Cassie's throat. Cassie was then ordered by Mrs. Jantzen, who was now sitting on top of the wine tasting table with her legs spread open, to come and satisfy her hot, horny pussy. Cassie's tongue fucked Mrs. Jantzen, as Mr. Jantzen fucked Cassie from behind, first in her pussy, and then in her ass. The three of them came together.

Mrs. Jantzen then asked Cassie if she thought that this had been enough punishment for what Cassie had done.

Cassie answered, ”No I think I deserve to be your sex toy for as long as you both want me to be.”

This brought a smile to both Mr. Jantzen and Mrs. Jantzen’s face.

”Well then if that what you believe you deserve, then that's what you'll get,” said Mrs. Jantzen.

They took Cassie up to their bedroom. In one corner of the room hung a swing, the kind you buy for adult entertainment. Mr. Jantzen inserted a movie into the DVD player; it was a porno tape of men fucking men. Mrs. Jantzen then revealed to Cassie a strap on dildo, that she helped fasten on to Cassie. Cassie knew what was coming next, and it was making her hot and excited. Cassie had never seen a man suck cock and be fucked by one before, but had had fantasies of it. Reality was much better than fantasy Cassie quickly realized, as Mr. Jantzen took the dildo into his mouth and begin to gulp it down. He then positioned himself on the swing with his ass sticking up. Cassie applied warm oil onto his ass, and to the opening of his anus, and then she applied some of the oil to the dildo. Cassie slid the dildo into Mr. Jantzen inch by inch, until he had taken all of the 8" of the dildo. Mr. Jantzen shook his ass when Cassie started sliding the dildo in and out of his asshole and Mrs. Jantzen stroke his dick. Cassie only wished she could have sent the explosion of come that was spraying out of her cunt as she came, into Mr. Jantzen’s ass.

Needless to say, Cassie became the Jantzen’s sex toy, one that they never grew tired of.



Taxi Cab Confession



It was a particularly warm day in the Bay area. It seems like the rain in the morning only made it seem hotter. I started the ignition to run the air in the taxi. I must have wasted twenty bucks to keep myself cool today alone and there were no signs of it getting any cooler for another two months. Just as I was about to pull away from my waning shade I heard a knock on my passenger window with a muffled voice asking if I was available. I rolled down my window as I was turning toward the soft spoken voice. I told her that I was ready to go anywhere but here. I unlocked the door and she swept into the car as a breeze blows over the beach in the evening. 

I asked her where she was going, and with that I opened a Pandora's Box. 

She broke out in tears. I always feel sort of put on the spot by crying fares. I feel some sort of need to console them as they pour out their hearts. 

Sure she's paying for a ride, but I always seem to offer more. 

Between her tears she keeps telling me that she's sorry and that I don't need to worry about it. 

That's a tell tale sign that a person really wants to talk, but they want you to invite them to speak their mind. I reply in my normal pleasant tone that it's just another service that I offer free of charge with an understanding wink. 

She interrupts me by telling me that she's going to the beach to clear her head. 

I tell her that with midday traffic that we're going to be a good thirty minutes together. I also mentioned that she may never see me again. 

With that, she began to gush and her defenses broke down. Between sobs she told me a story of a man that she met. They had come to Florida together and will be leaving alone. I asked her why when she told me that he had vanished one night in the middle of the night while she slept. She woke to use the restroom and noticed that he was gone about 1:30 am. She got dressed thinking that he may have hit the bar in the lobby. He wasn't there. His car was still in the parking lot, but he was gone. She called his cell and to her dismay, he pushed it to voicemail. She scratched her head and decided to walk around the pool. When she got there she noticed just off the hotel lot was the only other business that was open within walking distance. The local strip club. Her detective work paid off. Just as she walked in the club he was seated in a dark corner getting the dirty thirty from a filthy stripper. She was furious. When she left the club she went back to the hotel and packed her things and went to another hotel across town.

I sympathized with her as I shared my account of a similar situation that happened to me. 

She stopped me to say that it was all her fault. 

I asked why she thought his cheating was her fault. 

She told me that she was too aggressive with him. 

I felt as if just saying it wasn't her fault wasn't enough. I pulled over to the curb and turned around in an effort to solidify my statement with eye contact. It was at that point that I faded. I remember nothing.

Next thing I know I'm wearing a light blocking hood and my hands are cuffed in front of me as my body rests on some leather type of furniture that has me in a kneeling position. I moan as I come to. 

I hear her voice with more authority saying to me that I only heard part of the story. 

My reply is garbled as I test my restraints. 

She continues with, "I wasn't exactly honest with you either." 

"What a fucking surprise," I drunkenly retort. 

She counters, "Not that I have anything to explain to you anyway." 

Where have I heard that before? 

She lets me think about that statement for a few minutes as I ponder my fate. 

"Why would you go through all this trouble? Why me? And where the hell am I?" I implored as I could only hear her tooling around the room that echoed with each step and motion that she made. She didn't answer me. "I'm sorry for whatever you went through, but I was just trying to be thoughtful. Why me?" Still nothing. 

After what seemed like an hour she finally spoke again. "You still don't know who I am. Do you?" "Should I?" I replied. She finally stepped forward and pulled off my hood. 

I know I don't always look carefully at everyone that steps foot in my taxi, but how could I have missed her? Oh my God! Christine. Her hair was different, but her body was just as tone as it was in school. She stood over me with heels at nearly 6' tall. She was still stunning. I thought about her so much since we broke up. I was frozen. I loved her in school. We were going to be each other's first in when we broke up to "see other people." We both met and slept with someone else before getting back together after a few weeks. When we finally had sex for the first time we both knew that the magic was gone. She told me that I used her for sex. I, through my anger, had some choice comments of my own that really seemed to break her. I told her that she as awful, but she had no clue how good it really was. All she knew was I told her. I said some awful things that I was too young to understand. I hurt her on so many levels. Now it was clear. It was my turn to hurt.

"You don't just throw away two years with one night. You were the start of my decline and eventually to my rebuilding. I let you rent space in my head for years. Now I'm collecting the rent." She said. 

We were in some sort of garage or storage shed of some sort. The walls were block with an orange garage type door. The only light was coming from a dimly lit bulb along the top of the wall. There was nobody in the room besides her and me. In one corner of the room, there was a footlocker. In the other corner of the room, there was a video camera. Great. She's going to tape it. 

"Who are you planning to show that to?" I asked. 

She stopped talking to me again. Ugh! This was frustrating. Just as I was getting ready to scream there was a honk of a car horn outside. She opened the door to a completely black rural setting. I was in the middle of nowhere with nobody but her and whoever was honking.

"This one" she shouted as she moved her arm in a flagging motion. 

I heard a car door open and shut. A moment later, there was a figure just out of the light that I couldn't make out details. There was laughing. Her laughter was unmistakable. The other one was one that I couldn't make out. She and her guest came into the garage both wearing heels and long coats that came down to their ankles. I looked up to see if I knew the other woman. She looked familiar, but I couldn't place her. The other woman was shorter than Christine, but was just as beautiful. She looked at Christine and asked if I was ready yet. 

"He doesn't know yet." Christine replied. 

Know what...I wondered. 

"He didn't even remember me." She continued. 

"Do you think he remembers me?" her friend asked. 

"Doubt it."

"Well I'll save you the trouble of racking your brain."

"Please..." I trailed off.

"During your break from Christine you hooked up with two girls."

"Joy?" I asked cautiously.

"In person." 

"I can understand why Christine might hate me, but why you?"

"She and I became best friends after you dumped me to go back to her. She told me what you said about her, and how you treated her. I'm here to make sure this hurts."

Hurts was the only word that reverberated in the back of my head. I was starting to shake as I was further testing my bonds. Just then, Joy walked over to the camera and picked it up. She looked coyly over her shoulder at me as if to tell me that I was in deep shit, but, somehow, I already knew that. 

Christie asked joy if she should just start as if there was no plan. 

Joy told her that there was no reason to wait. I heard Christie throw off her coat and listened as it threw itself to the ground. 

Christie said to me, "Remember what I said about renting space in my head?" With no more warning she put her head in my space. The searing pain caused me to scream only to be muffled by Joy with her strap on. Joy pointed the camera down at me with one hand while gripping my hair with her other hand. Christine pulled me back from my escape attempts while driving her hips into mine. Eventually, the pain subsided as she continued to drive her point with each thrust. Joy handed the camera to Christine as she showed renewed attention to her efforts in choking me with her phallic attachment. They both acted like they were possessed. Christine pulled out only after an explosive orgasm. Joy took her time as I gasped between thrusts. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Joy squirted as she came. She soaked my face.

Christine told Joy that it was time to flip me over. Joy un-cuffed me one hand at a time and rolled me onto the floor on a waiting blanket. It occurred to me that the floor was just as hard as it looked without it. Joy re-cuffed me to the device I was bound to before with my hands over my head. Christine sat on my chest with a resounding thud. It knocked the wind out of me. Just as I was gasping for air she laced her fingers into my hair on the back of my head and slammed her strap on deep as she could get it into my throat. 

My eyes watered as she mocked me saying, "I've had better." Joy put my legs up in the air over her shoulders and with no regard to the pain I was in from the last fucking pressed her cock into my reddened ass. This was horrifying, but also a huge turn on as I began to grow hard. She stroked my cock as she showed Christine. Christine turned around and waited with her cock positioned under mine waiting for me to blow. Just a couple more strokes and I came all over her strap on. She turned around and crammed her cock and my cum into my mouth. She didn't let me lose a drop as I gagged on both. 

Christine and Joy fucked my ass several times as the night went on. The last thing I remember is her suggesting to me that I mind my manners when it comes to women and saying good night as she covered my face with a cloth soaked with a pungent smelling liquid. I woke up late the next morning with my clothes piled up in the passenger seat as I lay in the reclined driver seat naked with a group of strangers around me at the beach.

Christine and Joy think that they got the best of me. In a way they did. I still love sex, but, now, I'm always looking for someone that will use me with a strap on as I pretend to hate it.



Taxi Cab Confession



I stood there waving until my arm grew tired trying to hail a cab. Finally a cab pulled up to the curb and when I went for the door, a man's hand jerks the door and the hands owner slid the rest of his rude ass into my cab. 

"Excuse me," I said. This is my cab do you mind waiting for the next one. 

He tried to play it off by claiming he did not see me.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't notice you," He said poking his head out of the cab. "Perhaps we can share, if we're going the same direction?"

"Sure," I said, using my hips to push his ass over making room for myself. 

"Will you accept my apology Madame? I meant no disrespect to you; I'll make it up to you by paying your fair," Mr. Rude said.

Hmm, I had him where I wanted him I thought to myself. I wasn't in a hurry to be anywhere in particular; just lunch wherever close to the office. Lunch could wait while I taught this jerk some manners.

The cab driver asked for our destinations, and I gave him mine.

"A couple times around the park please," I said; to see if he would bite.

Mr. Rude gestured to the driver and said he would pay.

"Okay money to burn," I thought. 

He extended his hand to me. "Hi my name is Travis." 

"I'm Lola," I said without returning his gesture of friendship.

He looked like the typical Wall Street character straight out of central casting. He was wearing the uniform, the Brooks Brothers 'suit, with a blue silk power tie, and Allen Edmond's Fifth Avenue shoes. He was also very good-looking, I'm sure he knew that already. Still my mind was racing a mile a minute thinking of ways I could seduce him, without being too obvious of course. 

His cologne turned out to be the ice breaker.

"What's the name of that cologne you're wearing?" I asked.

"Take a stab at it." He said.

"Umm, is it Creed Royal?"

"Ding! You're right," He said.

"You wear it well," I complimented him wondering if both his heads were swelling; or just the one I was interested in.

"Thank you," He said.

What no witty comeback. Perhaps I misjudged him. Maybe he wasn't a shark, but just a good looking fish. I decided to throw him a little more chum to watch how he reacted. 

Soon the conversation was going well, so well that he called his office and informed them he was taking a long lunch, and invited me to join him to make up for almost stealing my cab from me. 

I was hesitant at first until he informed his assistant to forward all messages to his voice mail; there is nothing more irritating than constant interruptions. I called my office and had Nicole sign me out for the day. She wanted to know why, so I held my hand up to the phone and whispered that I would talk with her later and ended the call. I turned off my phone; I practice what I preach; for the rest of the day. 

Then I took a ride with Mr. Sexy over to the wild side. Travis directed the cabbie to his favorite wine store so he could pick out something nice for the lady of the hour me. They also had a nice selection of food to nibble on at the store, so he stocked up; on a nice dessert wine which complimented the cherries, chocolate and cheese. We continue to drive around site seeing and enjoying our refreshments. The cab driver chauffeured us around the city, without complaint the meter was turning just fine for him. We caught him eyeballing us in the mirror a few times.

I had a nice buzz from the wine even though I sipped leisurely on the juice. It was hitting me faster than toking on a joint. I was slipping fast in the cab and my warm brown eyes looked into Travis' as he stared back at me. He sensed weakness and came in for the kill.

Travis placed his hand on my knees, and soon worked his way up to the top of my thigh high stockings. I was turning into a loose woman and I didn't give a damn. He was fine-looking as hell, and the smell of his cologne filled my head with naughty thoughts as I leaned in to kiss him. 

His hands continued up my leg and slipped inside my panties. With skilled fingers he stroked my clit and puffy pussy lips, as I moaned urging him on. Soon I had Travis right where I wanted him...his face between my legs and tasting my sweet honey nectar. Just when I was about to come, the cab driver asked if he could pull over to watch us. 

Travis mumbled. "Yes," before he continued to lick my enflamed bud.

I wasn't comfortable with the cabby getting his rocks off on our scene but he had been very friendly and hadn't made a fuss about driving around in circles for a good part of his day and we were using his cab for our sexual odyssey. 

"I want to see two hands at all times up there Buddy," I told him.

I was soaked from Travis dribble and my honey juice and it made it easy for him to place two fingers inside of me. That triggered the start of my first orgasm, with many orgasms to come. I wanted to return the favor and asked him, but he refused to hear it. He wanted to make it up to me for taking the cab and I had no complaints from where I was laying. 

After teasing my hotness he raised my legs and removed the stockings, and lifted my right leg so he could use his lips to place small pecks on my feet.

I reached over to feel the bulge in his pants. I wanted to taste him so badly but he would not give in to my desire. Instead he pulled out a condom and rolled it over his hard cock. Travis gently placed one of my legs against the front seat of the cab and wrapped the other leg around his back, as he guided his hardness into my moist pussy. 

He pounded my pinkness fast with passion; suddenly he changed pace. He rolled his hips from side to side making my pearl feel the pressure from his stiff cock inside of me. 

Travis cock was driving deeper into my walls now and I came with a holler. Dazed and with spots dancing before my eyes I caught the cabbie, cuffing his dick vigorously.

"Hands dammit show your hands." I screamed

Grumbling he raised his dick skinner showing me the red rosy palm of his dick hand. He moaned in anguish and this only heightened Travis pleasure, and mine. The session concluded when Travis shot a big load of cum into his jimmy.

The cabbie couldn't keep his hand off himself and popped his load with a grunt. He sat in the front seat panting with his hands dripping guy goo, a few globs were stuck to the headliner on the passenger side; oh my!

Funny what pops into my mind after a good sex session, but I thought of the old tale of the Tailor and his sash which read seven with one blow. I thought mine could read two without a blow, I giggled at the silly notion; I've been know to giggle when I come. 

The cab driver was embarrassed by the orgasm caused by watching Travis and I get busy in his cab's backseat. There was no shame in what we did that day; it was a great day of sexual enjoyment shared between three consenting adults. 



Taxi Cab Ride



That morning when Elizabeth had headed out to work the sky was blue, and the sun had been shinning. But now at 5:00 P.M. when she exited the office building downtown, where she worked. She discovered the weather had made a drastic change. It now was raining and the wind was blowing fearlessly. In addition, Elizabeth knew hailing down a cab at 5:00 P.M., downtown on Friday in this kind of weather wasn't going to happen. Therefore, she turned into the direction towards the subway, which was a 5-block walk from where she was, and begin walking. Before she had made it half way down the first block, she was soaking wet, and shivering. 

Then out of nowhere a cab pulled up to the curb along side and the passenger side window came down and the driver called out to Elizabeth. Hey, you look pretty unhappy out there, would you like to jump in and get out of the rain, asked the driver. God bless you, thank you, yes I would, replied Elizabeth. Her body was numb, and the warm cab felt like heaven when she climbed into the backseat of it.

Where are you headed he asked Elizabeth? 2317 Albany Way replied Elizabeth. Thank you so much for stopping for me she added. No problem, to tell you the truth this cab is out of service right now, and I'm the mechanic working on it. However, when I spotted you walking down the sidewalk, I just didn't have the heart to pass you by. You looked so miserable out there my name is Michael. Well Michael, it certainly is a pleasure to meet you, I'm Elizabeth, and yes, I was miserable. 

Michael appeared to Elizabeth to be around 22 years old, or close to that, which was half the age Elizabeth was. Nevertheless, for her age she still had a fit, sexy, beautiful body. In addition, at the age of 40 Elizabeth knew when a man was intrigued with her body. It was like the look that young handsome Mike was giving her in the rear view mirror. She was sure his cock was already getting hard. 

Elizabeth loved to fuck anywhere, anyway, anyone. In addition, she now wanted to entice young Michael to fuck her. Therefore, she asked if he didn't mind, she would like to take off her dress to dry. I don't mind at all he told her; in fact, I would enjoy it Michael said. I thought you would Elizabeth said. She pulled off her dress, and laid it out on the seat. She now was just wearing her black bra and black thong. She then turned attention back to Michael. Who was watching her more than he was watching the road? She knew that he already wanting to pleasure his boy-cock with his free hand. 

Elizabeth positioned herself in the middle of the backseat so he could get a good view of her. Do you like what you see asked Elizabeth? Yes I do very much replied Michael. What if I find a secluded place to park, so I can fuck you asked?

Michael? I would love that replied Elizabeth.

After arriving to a secluded spot, Michael joined Elizabeth in the backseat of the cab. Michael took Elizabeth's breasts into his mouth and sucked them like udders. This made Elizabeth's pussy start flowing river with pussy juice. Michael then begun finger fucking her, as he lapped up her hot, sweet pussy juices with his tongue. This sent Elizabeth into a deep, rippling orgasm. Michael then positioned her and mounted her from behind he slid his massive, rock hard dick into her swollen, wet pussy, pile-driving it until he came. He then took Elizabeth and bent her so her ass faced him. He sucked and fucked her asshole with his tongue, until Elizabeth's pussy came once again. Michael used Elizabeth's come to lubricate his cock and her asshole, before he stuck his cock into Elizabeth's tight asshole. He probed her ass with his boy-cock, making Elizabeth squirmed as Michael rammed his stiff: erected rod as deep as it would go into her ass. He spanked her ass cheeks as he fucked her asshole making Elizabeth squeal with delight, and ordering him to fuck her asshole harder with his cock until she came. Michael then pulled his dick out of her asshole and jacked off and came on her butt cheeks. Elizabeth then from her purse pulled out a dildo that she always carried with her, and begun fucking her pussy with it. Michael lapped up her sweet hot pussy juice as she fucked herself with the dildo. Michael than mounted Elizabeth and fucked her pussy and sucked her tits until he explored his wad inside her pussy as her hot cum juices flowed from her pussy. Michael drove Elizabeth home free of charge of course. 



Taxi Cab Seductions



"These cabs aren't as big as London cabs, love," he whispered.

"I know, but I can't wait," I said. "I've got to have you, now. Besides, we're lucky we got one with leg room," I giggled, slurring a bit, shifting my black-stockinged legs across his suited ones on his side of the back seat, letting my high-heeled pump dangle from my foot and my short velvet skirt ride up my smooth thighs, revealing the lacy tops of my stockings and matching garters. 

From the drivers' seat, a pair of dark flashing eyes watched, intently, as honking throngs of post-theater and post-concert Manhattan traffic ground to a near-halt approaching Columbus Circle.

.............

We'd gone to a cocktail party at the Dakota, a ridiculously boring one. I was wearing a tight black velvet cocktail dress, long-sleeved but low-cut, presumably modest but terribly sexy, showing off my substantial cleavage and long toned legs to perfection. 

I'd dressed in those garters, black lace ones, holding up lace-topped black stockings, neither of which I well knew he couldn't resist. The dress was just long enough to cover the stocking tops and just safe enough to risk a thong, daring even for me. Nothing else but simple diamonds in my ears, upswept dark curls and high heels were required, and not a man in the room could keep their eyes off me. 

Six feet tall, voluptuous, and all his. But on display for all to see...

Just because I arrived on the arm of the handsomest man in the room didn't mean I couldn't flirt with all the rest, and that made him insane. Insane, and horny. 

Leaning into a crowd of stockbrokers, tossing my head back in fake-laughter, touching the shoulder of my firms' senior partner, resting my hand on a woman's' knee...glass after glass of champagne and the feel of velvet and lace on my bare thighs and ass, and I was an unstoppable flirt.

At one point I felt a strong hand at the small of my back; even in heels, he was a shade taller than I. I flashed my sweetest smile at a group of handsome but dull Swedish insurance executives and strode away, with a bit more of a wiggle than necessary. 

We were on the balcony, alone, and I could feel stray curls coming loose. "Now, Andrew, darling, is there a problem?" 

"Alexa," he hissed, "you are showing yourself far too much here! These are your colleagues and mine! What will they-" 

I put a burgundy-tipped finger on his full lips. "Shhhh, love. Are you saying you don't like how I look?" I gave a quick twirl, showing off my lacy black thong and garters, and bare ass as well, effectively flashing Central Park West from the twentieth-floor balcony. 

"Sweetheart!" His dark eyes blazing with anger, he grabbed me around the waist; however, the bulge in his dark suit betrayed his true feelings. 

Laughing, I grabbed his hand. "Come, darling. Let's dazzle the Swedes, and we'll be off soon."

.........

"Honey, we'll get arrested!"

"Who's going to call the police? Mr. 7C12?" reading the medallion number. "Besides, I think he's quite enjoying it." 

As my pumps dropped to the floor of the cab, and my legs stretched out into my husband's lap, I'd noticed that we were no longer in the fastest lanes down Seventh Avenue, and that a pair of piercing black eyes appeared in the rear view mirror more often than needed for safe driving purposes.

...............

Every time I'd approach the gleaming rosewood bar, I'd lean up against it, unnecessarily, letting my foot dangle from my three-inch patent leather rhinestone-trimmed pump. I'd let my fingers slowly trace along every man's shoulder, and every woman's, for that matter. 

My boss's hot little trophy wife, a sweet young twenty-four year old blonde who I'd never paid a moment's attention to, became my new 'best friend,' as we sat conspiratorially in a corner sunk into a plush velvet loveseat. 

Our legs crossed over each other's and she leaned into me, drunkenly gushing over my bosses' sexual prowess. She was so gone she practically fell into my lap, and I did nothing to dissuade her sweet curvy little body from doing so, as the junior agents and brokers would stare, open-mouthed at us, as they passed us, drinks in hand and growing erections under their expensive suits. 

I'd 'fix' her tiny spaghetti straps as they slid off her pale shoulders, pushing her golden hair aside to whisper in her ear, sending her into giggles and causing her to fall against my ample breasts over and over. I wasn't terribly bisexual, but I'd had enough champagne – and I'd been watching my husband stare at me, open-mouthed – that it was all I could do to stop running my hand down this young lady's bare back and rejoin him across the room, as she finally fell giggling onto the sofa.

"I see you've made friends with Mandy," said my boss, intercepting me and patting me on the shoulder, his eyes moving down from my face toward my now-erect nipples. "Oh, yes, Mr. Carruthers, she's absolutely lovely. You're quite a lucky man," I said, smiling, biting my lip. "But I must go rescue Andrew from the Swedes," brushing my chest against his. He smiled, and I could feel his eyes on me as I sauntered away.

I heard his husky voice in my ear, and smelled the whiskey on his breath, "This party is killing me, and you are making me crazy. We need to leave." 

"But Andrew...the Swedes," I said with a smile, sipping my champagne, pressing my ass against his now-aching cock. "We're going." As he signaled the maid for our coats, we bade our good-byes to Mr. and Mrs. Carruthers. I gave them both a peck on the lips, lingering a bit longer than absolutely necessary on the rough lips of my boss and the soft champagne-scented lips of his gorgeous young wife. 

Andrew grabbed my hand a bit too firmly for comfort and walked me to the elevator, practically dragging me inside and clutching it all the way downstairs, where the doorman hailed us a taxi.

......................

"Mmm....perhaps this cab is big enough...." I felt his rough hands snapping my garters, first at the front, then at the back, as I gasped from the surprise of his boldness. 

"Andrew, I-" only to be quickly silenced by his tongue aggressively forced into my hot open mouth. 

"You teasing little slut," he murmured between kisses, one strong arm around my shoulder, holding me tightly against him, the other hand moving slowly between my thighs, teasing around the tops of my stockings, pushing my velvet dress up so my legs and thong were in full view. "You've been asking for this all night, haven't you?" 

"Yes...yes I have," groaning, twisting around so I could part my legs for him, pulling up the back of my dress so my bare ass was against his straining crotch and feeling his growing cock against me.

"It's getting hot in here." He rolled down the windows halfway, so the chill night air, and the lights of Manhattan, streamed inside. Traffic moved slowly, very slowly. I turned, and dark eyes watched us still, exciting me more.

I turned and straddled Andrews' lap, having to duck so as not to hit my head on the roof of the cab. He aggressively pushed the shoulders of my dress down, freeing my large breasts from the strapless corset I was wearing and laying me bareback down on the cab seat, sucking my hard nipples. 

I felt the cab swaying in traffic as his tongue flicked and nibbled them, moaning loudly over the roar of the engine as his strong hands kneaded my tits, my long legs tangled with his and his lean muscular body pressed against mine.

Breathlessly, I reached between his powerful thighs for his zipper, freeing his huge hard cock and pushing him upright. As I lowered my head between his legs, I felt the cab veer left across Times Square and I grabbed his thighs to remain steady, his hands tangled in my hair. 

The sounds of me sucking and licking his cock were unmistakable as we abandoned all pretense of modesty; we were complete animals in caged heat, tearing and grabbing at each other in the confines of this hot small back seat. 

My head plunged down over the length of his throbbing shaft as his hand disappeared under my crumpled velvet dress, pushing my thong aside as his fingers entered my soaking wet cunt. I moaned on his cock as I pulled back, licking the length of it, my arms around his waist, and sucking it back deep inside my throat, as he teased and pinched my throbbing clit, while sliding his fingers deep inside my wet pussy.

By the time we reached Fifth Avenue, traffic had let up, and the driver slammed his foot on the gas, roaring down the near-empty street. I sucked harder and deeper, feeling his pulsing dick swell inside my hot mouth, tasting his sweet salty pre-cum, as Andrew furiously fingered my twitching, dripping cunt, my hips squirming and bouncing on the seat. 

As we passed Fourteenth Street, my quivering pussy shook and I screamed as waves of orgasm flooded over me. I slid my mouth over Andrew's entire cock, hiding my moans, as the vibrations sent him over the edge; his grunts and groans muffled by a passing ambulance as he shot hot jets of come down my welcoming throat.

As the cab pulled up to our building on Ninth Street, we quickly straightened up. I pulled my dress back over my chest and shoulders, and down over my stocking tops, hastily snapping the garters; Andrew zipped up his pants, cleaning up as best he could with his expensive-but-useless silk pocket square. 

Blushing a bit, I handed the cabbie a twenty for a fourteen-dollar ride, and said, "Keep the change." He grinned, and said in a slightly accented voice, "Ma'am, I feel as if I should be paying you! Enjoy your evening...I am sure I for one will have very pleasant dreams."