Catch the cab ...

Alyssa scurried, as best she could, to the yellow vehicle. She successfully made it before anyone else snagged her ride. The driver scampered to her side to help her with her baggage. His eyes widened in glee as he took the bag she was clutching so closely to her chest. His eyes took in the two fully ripe melons, heaving nervously. He so desperately wanted to open her jacket the rest of the way to see the big fat nipples that were so obviously poking through the thin jacket. He restrained himself though, helping her with the rest of the bags. However, when he helped her into the back seat, he was rewarded for his polite efforts. The jacket folded open and exposed the deliciously red nipple straining for contact. He couldn’t help but lick his lips and stare as that breast and the other, both popped out, before Alyssa recovered and tucked those puppies away again.

For some unknown reason, rather than be embarrassed, Alyssa, smiled coyly and just winked back to the polite cabbie. When the door was closed, she could feel her pussy well up with excitement, creating that all too familiar itch of need. She informed the driver where she was headed, and watched him maneuver the car, while keeping his eyes focused on her. She could feel her skin tingle under his stare, and it excited her. She had this uncontrollable urge to tease the driver, safe in the sanctity of the back seat. She figured, since he was so polite earlier, she’d offer him a treat. If he tried anything funny, she’d just hop out and find another means of getting back to the hotel. Anyway, she needed relief.

Alyssa reached her hand inside her jacket, palming her left tit. She could feel the stiff nipple poke into her palm as she squeezed the soft melon. She mewled audibly as the electrical sensations shivered throughout her body. She pulled the tit out, knowing that the driver could see everything she was doing. Alyssa sucked on her index finger and then traced the saliva-soaked pointer around the puckered flesh, making it shine with her spit. She did the same thing with the other tit, putting it on full display also. The driver suddenly swerved, nearly missing an accident, being distracted so. “At least keep one eye on the road,” Alyssa playfully scolded. She now pressed her tits together, running her thumbs along the supple sides until they came to her sensitive tips. She pinched each one, moaning loudly as the vibrations rippled through her core. Her eyes fluttered as the mini tremors exploded. She lifted her left tit, and bent her head forward, flicking out her snake-like tongue, successfully lashing the pained nipple for the first time in her life. She could taste the dried semen she had rubbed into her pores earlier. The recollection of her earlier activity, spurred her on even more as she continued swabbing her tongue over the beet red flesh. Alyssa reciprocated her attention on the other tit, collecting more of the tasty remnants left behind by her generous friends. Her actions generated an increased twitching in her twat that was becoming increasingly impossible to ignore. Once more, Alyssa delved a hand beneath her pants and alleviated the pressure building up there. Every time the cab driver hit a bump, or swerved the car, Alyssa came in tiny tremors. Her actions and the driver’s attention, only spurred her on more, as she flopped her head back and groaned in appreciation at every wave that crashed upon her shore. She pulled her pants down just enough so that the driver could see her hand buried in her hairless pussy after he had adjusted the rear view mirror. She moved her other hand back to her clit and vigorously rubbed the hard rubbery nubbin, desperately trying to get off before they reached their destination. It was working, she was getting close. She could feel the tremors increase as her whole body began shaking. Her legs trembled wildly as her hand blurred at amazing speed, pushing her to the edge of the cliff, leaving her teetering on the edge. Alyssa groaned once again, snapping her eyes open momentarily, to see the driver turned in his seat, staring at her hungrily, feasting upon her displayed flesh. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets before she cried out, “Oh Jeezuzzz Christ.” Her legs stiffened as she raised her ass off the seat to meet the thrust of her fingers, pushing them deep into her cavern. She fell over the cliff as the stars whirled around her as she drifted through the blackness.

Alyssa landed rather quickly though, opening her eyes, to see the driver turn back in his seat, put the taxi in gear and resume his travels. She also overheard him whistle, “Whew,” as he did so. Alyssa sat up quickly, restoring her modest attire as best she could, temporarily satiating her lustful desires. She noticed they were only a few blocks from the hotel, thankful she wouldn’t have to remain under the driver’s stare much longer. She had no clue what came over her, but now she suddenly felt uncomfortable and embarrassed, again. She also felt empty. She wasn’t sure why, but she knew she didn’t feel complete. Something was definitely missing. The itch that still remained in her loins reminded her of what it was that bothered her. As Alyssa sat in the moving car, she realized that she desperately needed to be fucked! Plain and simple, she needed a hard fat cock stuffed inside her pussy. She needed to feel a throbbing monster, pulsing inside her tight channel. She needed a man’s hot, white lava, spilling inside her world, filling her cavern with the juice she so craved. She again, wondered why nobody had fucked her while she was in the theater. If they had, maybe she wouldn’t be in such a fit right now. She knew she wouldn’t have protested if any of those cocks had pressed past her slippery folds. Alyssa snapped her eyes in disbelief, wondering why she was even thinking like this. Her mind was fighting with herself again. Her prim and proper self was trying to gain control, while her wild side was pushing forward.

Alyssa breathed a sigh of relief as she spotted the hotel in front of her. She mentally prepared herself as the car pulled into the circular drive, in front of the hotel. The car stopped at the front doors, and the driver leapt out of the car, suddenly appearing at Alyssa’s door, opening it for her. He held out his hand, offering support as she stepped from the vehicle. Once again, he was treated to the wonderful sight of two bared breasts as she alighted from the car. He blocked the view from any possible onlookers as she readjusted her jacket once again. “Thank you,” Alyssa hoarsely moaned as she turned to fetch her bags. The extra polite cabbie stopped her and offered to retrieve them for her. She thanked him again as she stepped aside to fetch a bill from her pocket. He placed all the bags on the ground at her feet and closed the doors. He was about to offer to bring the bags inside, when he spotted a bell hop making his way through the main doors. Alyssa also had her hand held out, holding a folded bill. Just as the gruff looking cabbie was about to take the bill from her hand, Alyssa felt the need once again. Her whole body ached for cock. Sensing this was an opportunity, Alyssa merely said, “Room 813 … when you get off.” Her prim and proper mind scolded her, not believing she did what she just did. Meanwhile, her body tingled all over from the mere prospect of having his cock throbbing inside her body, readjusting her heartbeat to match his. He took the bill and shoved it in his pocket without looking at it. He thanked her generosity, and then helped the bell hop load the cart with the bags. He returned to his cab, shut off the meter, grabbed a pen, and scribbled 813 on his palm before driving off.