Cab Ride"( MF )


     Sitting in the back of the cab, we are silent. We need no words. Your 
hand on my knee. You inch my skirt up so that you can feel my soft skin. 
Your rough strong hand caressing me. I feel myself getting wet. Your hand 
moves slightly higher. I spread my legs a bit, knowing what is going to 
happen. Higher. My excitement rises. Higher. Now you notice I don't have on 
panties. Did I know this would happen. Did I hope this would happen? 

     Looking out the window, wondering if anyone will notice. Wondering if 
the cab driver will notice. Your hand now resting on my thick mound of 
hair. Fingers sliding through it as if you were stroking the hair on my 
head. Unconsciously wider they spread.  

     You slip inside its warmth. Your finger on my clit. I grip the door 
handle. Slow determined strokes. I struggle not to moan aloud. Biting my 
lip as you continue you journey. A finger in my now noticeably dampened 
cunt forces me to adjust my position. Another. My fingers digging into the 
seat. Another. Powerful strokes, in and out. 

     My hips rising up off the seat. A grin of satisfaction rising up on 
the corners of your sensuous mouth. Deeper you go. Harder you drive them 
into me. The cab driver is swearing at someone but I pay no attention. All 
I can feel is the building orgasm. The world speeds by outside as I reach 
down to stroke my clit. Together we work my dripping cunt. Me quickly 
stroking, you fast and furiously pumping. My body rigid as I cum. Straining 
not to cry out. Waves of pleasure wash over me.  

     That'll be $12.75 please.  We laugh out loud, pay the cabby and run 
quickly into the apartment building.