Chapter 20: The Ride Home

Elena sat in the backseat of the cab, her body still humming with unsatisfied need. The moment the cab pulled away from that dark road, she stopped thinking about Caleb. She didn't spare a single thought for what might happen to him now. Her mind was consumed by something far more immediate.

She was horny.

Extremely horny.

The alcohol was still thick in her system, and the events of the night had pushed her body to the edge. The taste of the officer's cum still lingered on her tongue. The memory of kneeling on the road, his thick cock in her mouth, the way he had groaned when he finished — it kept replaying in her head like a filthy loop.

Her pussy throbbed painfully between her legs. She pressed her thighs together, but it only made the ache worse.

She couldn't wait until she got home.

Her hand slowly moved between her legs. At first, she just pressed her palm against her pussy over the fabric of her dress, trying to relieve some of the pressure. But it wasn't enough. Her fingers found her clit through the thin material and began rubbing in slow, firm circles.

A soft moan escaped her lips before she could stop it.

The driver's eyes flicked up to the rearview mirror. He adjusted it slightly, trying to get a better look. What he saw made his breath

[catch.

In](http://catch.In) the dim light of the backseat, Elena's eyes were half-closed, her lips parted. One hand was between her thighs, rubbing herself. Her other hand had slipped inside the neckline of her dress and was pinching her nipple.

The driver swallowed hard. His cock instantly began to harden in his pants.

"Ma'am… is everything okay back there?" he asked cautiously, his voice a little rough.

Elena didn't answer. She didn't even open her eyes. She just kept rubbing her clit slowly, lost in the memory of the officer's cock pulsing against her tongue.

The driver didn't push. He kept glancing at the mirror, watching her. His hand tightened on the steering wheel.

Elena's breathing grew heavier. She was getting wetter by the second. The friction of her dress against her clit wasn't enough anymore. She needed more.

Without thinking twice, she reached under her dress, hooked her fingers into her panties, and pulled them down. She slid them off her legs and casually tossed them onto the front passenger seat.

The driver's eyes widened when he saw the black lace panties land beside him.

Elena then lifted the hem of her dress all the way up to her waist, completely exposing her bare pussy. She spread her legs slightly and went back to rubbing her clit, this time with nothing in the way. Her fingers moved faster now, sliding through her slick folds.

The driver was barely watching the road anymore. His eyes kept darting between the empty road ahead and the rearview mirror, where he had a clear view of Elena's exposed pussy and her fingers working between her

[legs.

It](http://legs.It) was late. There was almost no traffic. He drove slower than usual, completely distracted.

Elena's soft moans filled the quiet car. She was thinking about the officer again — the way he had looked down at her while she sucked him, the thick taste of his cum when he came in her mouth. Her fingers moved

[faster.

By](http://faster.By) the time the cab reached her house, the driver had completely forgotten to announce their arrival. He was too busy staring at Elena's pussy in the mirror while slowly rubbing his own cock over his pants.

Elena finally opened her eyes and looked around.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice slightly breathless. "Why aren't you driving?"

The driver cleared his throat, his face flushed. "We… we arrived at your destination, ma'am. But don't worry about it. You can finish what you started." He hesitated for a second, then added, "Want me to help you finish?"

Elena looked at him through the mirror. For a moment, she just stared. Then a slow, hungry smile spread across her face.

"Sure," she said.

The driver didn't need to be told twice. He quickly parked the car, turned off the engine, and got out. A few seconds later, the back door opened and he slid inside beside her.

He immediately tried to pull her toward him, his hands reaching for her thighs as he positioned himself to fuck her. But Elena stopped him with a hand on his chest.

"Lick me," she said simply.

The driver froze for a second, then nodded eagerly. He moved down between her legs without hesitation.

Elena leaned back against the seat and spread her thighs wider. The driver pushed her dress up even higher and lowered his head. His tongue made contact with her pussy and Elena let out a long, shaky moan.

He started slow, licking long stripes from her entrance up to her clit. His tongue was warm and wet, and he clearly knew what he was doing. He focused on her clit for a while, circling it with the tip of his tongue before sucking it gently into his mouth.

Elena's hand moved to the back of his head, fingers threading through his hair as she held him in place.

"Fuck… just like that," she breathed.

The driver moaned against her pussy, the vibration sending sparks through her body. He slipped two fingers inside her while continuing to lick and suck on her clit. His fingers curled upward, rubbing against that sensitive spot inside her as his tongue worked faster.

Elena's head fell back against the seat. Her hips began to move, grinding against his face. She was so wet that his chin was already glistening.

While he was eating her out, Elena reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. It was thick and hard, already leaking at the tip. She wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking him slowly.

The driver groaned loudly into her pussy but didn't stop licking. If anything, he became more enthusiastic. His tongue moved in fast, firm strokes over her clit while his fingers pumped in and out of her.

Elena stroked him faster, matching the rhythm of his tongue. She could feel how close she was. The combination of his mouth on her clit and his fingers inside her was pushing her over the edge quickly.

The driver was struggling too. Elena's hand felt too good around his cock. After only a few more strokes, his body tensed.

With a muffled groan against her pussy, he came hard. Thick ropes of cum spilled over Elena's hand and onto the backseat as his hips

[jerked.

At](http://jerked.At) the exact same time, Elena's orgasm crashed over her. Her thighs clamped around the driver's head as she came with a sharp cry, her pussy pulsing around his fingers. Her whole body shook as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

They stayed like that for a few moments — Elena breathing heavily, the driver still gently licking her through the aftershocks.

Eventually, Elena gently pushed his head away. She was satisfied. For now.

She fixed her dress, wiped her hand on a tissue from her purse, and stepped out of the cab on slightly shaky legs.

The driver stayed in the backseat, looking dazed.

Elena turned back and asked, "How much do I owe you?"

The driver shook his head, still catching his breath. "Don't worry about it, ma'am."

Elena smiled — a small, satisfied smile — and walked toward her house without looking back.

She felt lighter. The unbearable heat between her legs had finally been taken care

[of.

As](http://of.As) she unlocked her front door and stepped inside, she didn't spare a single thought for Caleb.

She was too busy thinking about how good it had felt to cum.

End of Chapter 20

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