New Year celebration. Part 2
January 31st, 2009The chick wants to get home as fast as she can and forget the whole thing, but it turns out she’s got no money to pay the taxi driver. There’s an alternative and she knows what she could use to pay the fair…
- You’re fucking hot, bitch! If you want more just tell me. Now I’ll go to bed, - Bobby whispered to me, wiped his monster with a towel, put on his boxers and left the kitchen.
I was standing near the window being afraid even to move. I sure felt unsatisfied as I had just started enjoying the coitus when my friend’s hubby ejaculated but I had no strength to continue and my butt was burning. I had to do something with it. It was 3 a.m. and Bobby would probably like to repeat that once again but I knew it was too much for my ass.
I decided to go home. I wiped the semen from my stockings and crotch and went to the bathroom. My knees were weak and I felt pain with each step I made. It was good there wasn’t blood on the towel; it meant my butt wasn’t hurt actually.
To tell you the truth I was ready for the worst. In the bathroom I looked into the mirror and got terrified. What a beauty I was! My face was dirty with mascara and blood from my lip, mixed with tears.
I washed my face. The lip swelled but stopped bleeding. I wanted to have a bath but staying in this apartment any longer was unbearable for me and I decided to wash at home. I combed my hair, straightened my stockings and the dress and went to the corridor. Leaning against the wall I put the boots on with great effort. I regretted having put these high-stiletto boots on, as it would be too difficult to walk in them with my butt burning. Then I put my fur-coat on and turning the light off I left the flat.
I pushed the button of the lift. Each step made me remember of what had happened. Yes, I liked it but now the pain was unbearable. The string between the halves rubbed against the skin making it even more painful when it touched the swollen hole.
Suddenly I heard rumbling sound and made an attempt to tighten my anus muscles. But I failed to do that and felt pain again. The lift arrived and straining my buttocks carefully to prevent Bobby’s semen from flowing out of my anus I entered the lift.
The lift started sliding down. I leaned against the wall feeling very much exhausted but at that moment my butt made a squelching sound and let out the next portion of the warm cum that splashed between my halves.
“Damn it! How much of that do I have there?” I felt desperate. I didn’t know how I was going to get home. The semen that flowed out of my ass kept on moving along the divide, then slid to the crotch and then down the thigh. Now it was near my knee.
The lift stopped on the first floor and I went out of it. Those awful thongs reminded me about the fucking again. I wondered why being a middle-aged woman I wore thongs, like a young girl. For example, if I had usual briefs and tights on me today I would have felt much better now. But it was as it was and I had to get home through the city with the cracked-up asshole and thighs covered with sperm.
I leaned against the wall and pulled the thongs I hated so much off; they were wet and sticky. I looked for handkerchief in my bag but couldn’t find one and the packet with tissues was empty either. I threw that packet away and made an attempt to wipe the semen from my ass, thighs and knee with the panties. Of course, I couldn’t do it well. Then I folded them trying to make something like a plug. I coped but actually it wasn’t very good as it’s really hard to do anything from two lacy pieces of fabric. Though it was better than nothing. I put the panties carefully between my asscheeks trying to avoid touching my aching hole. Making a few steps I understood it was easier and less painful to walk now. Having straightened the dress and buttoning up the fur-coat I went out of the apartment block.
Frosty air helped me to recover, I made a couple of breathes and realized life wasn’t as bad as I had thought of it. I took the cigarettes out of my bag and lit one. The frosty wind blew some cold air under my short dress. The feeling was very interesting and I even liked it. But somewhere deep in my mind I knew it was not so good walking without panties in winter. I hurried to the square hoping I could find a taxi to my house.
When I was at the square I noticed a car and soon came up to it. The driver was sleeping and I had to take some efforts to wake him up by knocking at his window a few times. At last I heard a rustling sound and saw he opened his eyes. It was a young man, rather handsome.
- Where are we going, Lady?
When he heard where I wanted to go he became a bit gloomy. His hope to earn good money for driving me a few blocks faded. It was really far to go but the guy decided to help me and at the same time he hoped to make big money on me. He said:
- 300 bucks.
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- It’s too expensive, I came here for 50.
- If it’s too expensive you may try to find another taxi. Or… I can fuck you…
- No, fucking me is something you’ll never try!
I didn’t want to argue any more, came around the car and made an attempt to open the door which was the farthest from the driver. It was locked.
- Open the door!
- Sit down next to me.
- No, I pay and can choose where to sit.
- As you wish. We could talk on the way.
- I’m in no mood to talk now.
Having stopped this way any attempts of the man to tempt me I sat on the back seat and we drove off. On the way he tried to start taking to me but my silence in response made him stop that either.
Empty streets allowed us to drive rather fast and in thirty minutes we were driving up to my apartment block. When we stopped the guy made another attempt to seduce me:
- Maybe I must accompany you to your apartment. Something can happen. It’s late. And then you’ll offer me a cup of tea at your place…
- Drink tea with your wife at home!
I opened my bag and was taken aback. There was NO MONEY in it!!! I had purchased this really nice and at the same time very expensive bag recently and unfortunately I took this very bag with me to Alexia. It was small to have room for all the things I needed. So, all I had now with me was a make-up set, a packet of cigarettes with a lighter, keys, a mobile phone and a packet of condoms which I always took with me, just in case. I definitely had no money in it as my purse was too big for this tiny bag.
I raised my head. The driver was looking at me having put his head between the front seats. The expression of my face explained everything.
- Is there any problem, Lady?
- I’ve got no money…
I said that in a sad voice and started crying from being unaware of what to do. The man smiled blissfully, now he was to command.
- Ok, we’ll go to your apartment to drink some tea.
- Wait for me here, I’ll bring some money.
- I know you, Ladies. As soon as you enter the house you’ll disappear. Go out of the car, we’re going to you to drink tea and do something more interesting than that…
I was thinking very quickly about what I could do in this situation. I knew that taking him to my flat was silly as he would fuck me to death there. I didn’t want that at all. I had to try to serve him right here, in the car.
For some reason I recalled my student years when me and my friends liked to go by taxi for just a good blow job. We agreed who was to please the driver and drove to the place we needed. The girl to give the head to the taxi driver sat on the seat next to him. When we arrived to the place we would tell the story that we were just poor students with no spare money and offered him to pay in the way we could. The girl who was sitting next to him unzipped the fly and sucked the driver. No one ever refused such a payment. And some even suggested giving us lifts when we needed.
I smiled at the guy charmingly and taking off the fur-coat I said:
- No, my husband is waiting for me at home. And why go to my apartment if I can pay you right here? Put the seat down.
Saying that I leaned my knees against the back seat and arches my back towards the man. He stroked my butt kneading it slightly and then pushed the button putting the seat down. I crept to the front seat and unzipping the guy’s fly put my hand into his pants. Oh, he had an erection already! He could have been envisioning himself fucking me all the way to my house and the thought had made him very excited. Well, it just helped me a lot.
I took his phallus out of the pants and moved the foreskin aside. I licked the head and the driver moaned voluptuously.
“Oh, I think you haven’t had sex for along time, man, - I thought, - you’ll ejaculate quickly, my dear…”
I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking it slowly undoing his pants with my hands at the same time. The guy helped me and soon his boxers together with the pants were off. He lay on his seat. I kept on sucking him. It was not easy as my lip was hurt.
The man was lying very comfortably having put his hands under the head. He was panting and moaning quietly from enjoyment. I was good at blow jobs but I wasn’t going to please him for long.
Having released the cock out of my mouth I sat more comfortably, made a few breaths and bent towards the dick. I opened my mouth widely and started putting the cock deeper and deeper. Here it set against my throat. I relaxed my throat muscles and kept on impaling on his dick. And then it was fully inside. My nose pressed against the man’s hairy pubis and my chin - against his balls.
The man was moaning blissfully. I could see he had never experienced anything of this kind before. I felt a bit sick but restrained myself and didn’t move. Then I recollected Alexia’s lesson and in no hurry removed the cock from my mouth. Then again I put it slowly in. It was much easier now as I didn’t feel sick any more. I built the tempo while jerking off the phallus with my right hand. The moans became louder. The man was obviously on the verge of coming.
At this moment I swallowed the cock up to the balls and started rotating my head. Two fingers I pressed against his crotch. The rhythm increased. And then I heard the driver let out a loud moan turning into a scream. He was ready!
I took the cock out leaving just a head inside and felt a huge spurt hit my throat. Mmm… He was so sweet and warm. Yes, he hadn’t have sex for a long time, I was right. Ok, he was exhausted… I licked the cock becoming limp and sat on the front seat as if nothing had happened.
- Bitch! Why did you do it so fast?
- Didn’t you like it?
- No, it was fantastic, even more than that! But too fast.
- Actually it depended on you.
I took my fur-coat and the bag from the back seat, opened the door and left the car. Putting on the coat I asked:
- Have I paid?
- Yes, you have, bitch. Of course, I’d like to fuck your other holes either but I guess I’ll do it next time.
- You won’t have the next time, - I said proudly and went to my apartment block.
When I was entering the house I heard the driver’s voice:
- Hey, you’ve lost something!
I looked back to tell him what I thought about him. The man was standing near his car waving with a red cloth. Oh, God! These were the thongs I had forgotten about!
- You can have them! - I said and entered the house quickly.
When I was on the eighth floor and opened the door of my apartment I understood it was all over at last. I was at home, safe and sound.
It was about 4 a.m. already. I didn’t want to have a bath now; all I really wanted was sleeping. I took the fur-coat off, pulled the boots off and then on the way to my room I took off the dress which I threw to the floor. When I was lying down on the sofa I suddenly wanted to take off my bra too but I was so tired that decided not to do it. I fell asleep with a bra and stocking covered with semen on.
At some moment before crashing out I remembered my whole day. Ordinary men had fucked me today, me – a well-off and respectable woman, a bank manager!!! But then I had an idea that I liked what had happened to me. I wanted to feel myself a bitch, a real slut!!!
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December 22nd, 2009 at 12:49 pm
I want to be that driver being able to get great blowjobs from hot chicks.if any girls are interested my email is francis2009@live.com.au