The taxi ride home

Zeke had left her pussy alone for the rest of the lunch, fascinated by how desperate she had become. He was fascinated by the changes he read in her thought bubble. “I want to hide under the table and suck him off”, then “I hope he takes me to the bath room to fuck me” and then “I… I’ve never done anal sex but he wants to and it sounds so hot now.” It settled back after a while to “I wish he would touch my pussy again. Oh that was the best thing I’ve ever felt”.

Afterwards, outside Zeke hailed a cab. Lillian clung to him, and got in behind him.

“Where to buddy?” asked the taxi driver turning to look at the back seat with Zeke and Lillian just getting settled.

“Uh…” he turned to Lillian, “your place?” (he remembered just what a mess his apartment was in with a grimace. Even with as amenable a fuck buddy as Lillian it would still be an embarrassment).

Lillian looked momentarily panicked, “but my parents will be in”

“thats fine”.

“Ok, if you want”, she said and meekly gave the cabbie her address.

Zeke studiously ignored Lillian and reached forward to grab the cabbie's thought bubble. He wrote on it with his finger, "Kids - I don't mind whatever they get up to in the back. I'll just let them get on with it.", then sat back down to turn and face a nervous Lillian. He quickly pulled her dress down to expose her tits. he felt he should have done this a long time ago, but there they were. Gorgeous. In response, Lillian opened her legs again in desperate hope.

Zeke slid his hand along her trembling thigh, to her wet waiting pussy and produced a loud gasp from Lillian who immediately parted her legs as much as the taxi layout would allow. She was so desperate, wet and open, that Zeke slid three fingers deep inside her and started rapidly finger banging her in the back of the taxi. Lillian's head whacked back on the back seat as she arched her back. Something odd, considered Zeke, not only had she lost the power of coherent speech in her ecstatic orgasms, she had also lost the power of conscious, readable thought!

By the end of their journey, Zeke had lost time of the number of climaxes Lillian had gone through and it took a little while for her to compose herself before they got out. (Thankfully the cabbie was perfectly content for them to do so, and even waived the cost of the fare)

When they got out, Lillian then led Zeke up the path of a nicely tended suburban front lawn. “Uh, my parents. They’re a bit strict. I don’t know if…” she started then was surprised to receive a quick slap on her backside which rang out in the street.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” grinned Zeke.

Lillian's hand automatically went to her stinging ass but she said nothing, happy that this was just something he wanted to do. Maybe he would like to spank her. How would she feel about that? After a moment's consideration she decided that would be just fine as long as it made him happy. She had her doubts about her parents meeting Zeke though. Even though she was 19 now, they were definitely not keen for her to bring boys home.