Thriller Forced in a Taxi

[Mohit.Kumar]

Chaitali felt the vehicle slowing down and awoke with a start. She had 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, Chaitali realized 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 hand he held the saree, preventing her from pulling it over her exposed breasts. The driver opened his door and stepped out of the car, looked around, opened the rear door and roughly pushed her in. As he slid in next to her, the assistant relinquished his hold and opened his door and entered from the other door. It all happened so fast that before she knew it, Chaitali was sandwiched between the two. Before she could open her mouth to scream, the driver dealt a slap across her cheeks, that made her actually see stars and sent her sprawling into the lap of the waiting helper. 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 the bra, slipping the straps off her shoulders, and scooping her ample large breasts out, which he held in his big palm and began to squeeze. The helper once again clamped his hand over her mouth and prevented her from screaming. Chaitali was suffocating in his vice like grip, and the more she struggled, the tighter the hold became.

The driver hiked her saree up to the thighs and straddled her legs with his own. He looked down at her dusky 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 my eyes and struggled to free herself, the driver slowly but deliberately began to stroke her pussy through my flimsy black panties. She 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 Chaitali’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 cunt lips and pried them apart. Chaitali 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 deep into her pussy without much finesse. As he did so, he bent down and started to suck her nipples. Chaitali 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.