18-06-2019, 04:34 PM
Her hips bucked and tossed, and the guy's hand pumped between her thighs, moving faster and faster, his finger ramming in and out of her cunt. She came, arching, choking back a gasp or a moan, clenching his head and shoulders.
He sucked sharply on her breasts, his finger still in her cunt. Then, chuckling softly, he
sat back. The girl didn't straighten her clothes, stayed as she was, eyes closed, one hand between her legs, the other on her breasts, her chest heaving.
Slowly, her breathing steadied. She smiled at her companion, and they kissed deeply again. The cabbie saw her hand moving around between his legs, heard the soft krik of a fly zipper being undone. He coasted to a stop at a red-light and looked in the mirror.
The girl had the guy's cock out and she was jerking it gently. The boy grunted and slouched low, his head back, his eyes closed. The cabbie could see the guy's penis. It was big and long and thick in her fingers.
Her fist pumped up and down. The guy squeezed her breast. The girl bent over and her head disappeared below the front-seat's back-rest. The cabbie heard the guy gasp.
Behind him, a horn sounded impatiently. The light was green. The cabbie ground into first and juddered past the intersection.
The car behind him flashed its lights, then pulled out and passed him with another vile invective, this time accusing him of excessive affection for his sister. He didn't have one.
Cruising along, the cabbie's eyes kept returning to the mirror. He could see the back of the girl's head bobbing and bucking up and down over the guy's crotch. The guy gasped and grunted, his mouth hanging open, his head on his chest, watching her.
He caressed her breasts under her T-shirt. The cabbie saw her move, obviously taking his cock between her breasts. Then she went back to sucking his cock, and now her head moved rapidly up and down and the guy's body jerked and writhed uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the guy gasped softly, stiffened, his head back, his eyes closed. A few seconds later, the girl straightened, licking her lips and fingers, wiping her face and sucking her fingertips, her hand still between his legs.
The cabbie grinned at the sight. His erection was enormous. Fuck, what a turn up! He watched as the girl smeared gunk on her nipples and aureoles. Her nipples were long and hard, and her breasts were large and heavy.
The cabbie wondered what kind of fuck she would be and imagined her heaving and writhing passionately under him. He looked back. The kids had straightened their clothes and the guy was smoking a cigarette.
The girl leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed. He put his arm around her.
Five minutes later, as they neared their destination, they moved apart. The cabbie turned into a small, shaded lane as he was asked and then cruised to a stop. The guy opened his door.
He said goodbye to the girl, thanked her, they arranged to meet in college the next day. The girl didn't move. The cabbie's pulse quickened. Maybe, just maybe, he was in luck. He had imagined that the guy would drop off the girl and then go on home.
"Okay. Fine. See you tomorrow."
"'Bye, Anuja. Thanks again."
Anuja. Nice name. The cabbie waited, leaning forward, his head half-turned, hand on the key in the ignition, waiting for her to tell him her destination.
"Where to?" he asked.
"What? Oh yes. Sorry. Uh, Chembur please. Shell Colony."
The cabbie shook his head. Chembur was clear on the other side of town, across the railway lines. This effing detour just so that the guy could finger-fuck her and she could suck his dick? These kids were crazy. He turned around and headed across the city.
Anuja sat back, feeling relaxed. Anish was a good lover and he enjoyed doing wild things like this. It had felt good having his finger in her cunt, his tongue and teeth working her breasts. And she loved sucking his cock, swallowing his jizz.
Her cunt tingled at the memory. She smiled to herself. She was going to have a good time tonight with Mark. This was the first time she was going to his house. Mark didn't stay there during term; the commute was too long.
He sucked sharply on her breasts, his finger still in her cunt. Then, chuckling softly, he
sat back. The girl didn't straighten her clothes, stayed as she was, eyes closed, one hand between her legs, the other on her breasts, her chest heaving.
Slowly, her breathing steadied. She smiled at her companion, and they kissed deeply again. The cabbie saw her hand moving around between his legs, heard the soft krik of a fly zipper being undone. He coasted to a stop at a red-light and looked in the mirror.
The girl had the guy's cock out and she was jerking it gently. The boy grunted and slouched low, his head back, his eyes closed. The cabbie could see the guy's penis. It was big and long and thick in her fingers.
Her fist pumped up and down. The guy squeezed her breast. The girl bent over and her head disappeared below the front-seat's back-rest. The cabbie heard the guy gasp.
Behind him, a horn sounded impatiently. The light was green. The cabbie ground into first and juddered past the intersection.
The car behind him flashed its lights, then pulled out and passed him with another vile invective, this time accusing him of excessive affection for his sister. He didn't have one.
Cruising along, the cabbie's eyes kept returning to the mirror. He could see the back of the girl's head bobbing and bucking up and down over the guy's crotch. The guy gasped and grunted, his mouth hanging open, his head on his chest, watching her.
He caressed her breasts under her T-shirt. The cabbie saw her move, obviously taking his cock between her breasts. Then she went back to sucking his cock, and now her head moved rapidly up and down and the guy's body jerked and writhed uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the guy gasped softly, stiffened, his head back, his eyes closed. A few seconds later, the girl straightened, licking her lips and fingers, wiping her face and sucking her fingertips, her hand still between his legs.
The cabbie grinned at the sight. His erection was enormous. Fuck, what a turn up! He watched as the girl smeared gunk on her nipples and aureoles. Her nipples were long and hard, and her breasts were large and heavy.
The cabbie wondered what kind of fuck she would be and imagined her heaving and writhing passionately under him. He looked back. The kids had straightened their clothes and the guy was smoking a cigarette.
The girl leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed. He put his arm around her.
Five minutes later, as they neared their destination, they moved apart. The cabbie turned into a small, shaded lane as he was asked and then cruised to a stop. The guy opened his door.
He said goodbye to the girl, thanked her, they arranged to meet in college the next day. The girl didn't move. The cabbie's pulse quickened. Maybe, just maybe, he was in luck. He had imagined that the guy would drop off the girl and then go on home.
"Okay. Fine. See you tomorrow."
"'Bye, Anuja. Thanks again."
Anuja. Nice name. The cabbie waited, leaning forward, his head half-turned, hand on the key in the ignition, waiting for her to tell him her destination.
"Where to?" he asked.
"What? Oh yes. Sorry. Uh, Chembur please. Shell Colony."
The cabbie shook his head. Chembur was clear on the other side of town, across the railway lines. This effing detour just so that the guy could finger-fuck her and she could suck his dick? These kids were crazy. He turned around and headed across the city.
Anuja sat back, feeling relaxed. Anish was a good lover and he enjoyed doing wild things like this. It had felt good having his finger in her cunt, his tongue and teeth working her breasts. And she loved sucking his cock, swallowing his jizz.
Her cunt tingled at the memory. She smiled to herself. She was going to have a good time tonight with Mark. This was the first time she was going to his house. Mark didn't stay there during term; the commute was too long.
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