I reach for the lump under my husband’s pants again as I kiss him, “I can’t wait to fuck you Ryan,” I say. “I want you right now.” The cabbie hears the clicking of my husband’s buckle as I undo his belt. At first the he’s uncomfortable because he knows that I’ve pulled my man’s dick out. I put my warm mouth on it and immediately he starts to moan quietly. The cabbie looks into the rear view mirror and his suspicions are right: it is just in the reflection with his eyes closed and his head tilted back. I reach under to rub my husband’s balls and he moans louder. I slide my mouth down lower, working my way to the base of his dick. My husband’s breathing is getting more intense as my lips get closer to his crotch. I sit up on my knees and now my ass is up in the air; it’s a lot easier to deep throat him now. I lower my mouth inch by inch and gag on his cock. My eyes start to water. It takes me a few tries but I finally swallow him down into my throat. I love feeling it deep in my mouth. I move my throat muscles and massage my husband’s cock. He reaches around and rubs the outside of my pussy lips. When he pulls his fingers away, my froth makes his fingers slick and slippery. I am dripping all over him. My husband sticks two fingers in me and they instantly become coated with the clear, sweet juices that ooze out of me as I swallow his cock.”Your pussy is so fucking wet, girl,” he says to me. I look up at him and respond, “I only get wet for you,” before I swallow his entire manhood again. My husband lifts my skirt up over my back and exposes me. He licks his fingers clean and sticks them back in me. He fucks me with his fingers, quickly going in and out of me. I’m so wet that the cabbie can hear the loud smacking coming from between my legs. He looks at the rear view mirror and sees my husband’s hand sliding in and out of my pussy. He wants to turn around so bad to get a look at my clean shaven pussy, but he’s still afraid to. Ryan’s moans sound like helpless whimpers now. I bob my head up and down, every other thrust gliding his dick down my throat and covering him in slippery spit. The cabbie finally turns around and gets a glimpse of my ass, but it’s too dark. He sees my husband look at him and is embarrassed, but he can’t help but turn around again. “I want to fuck you so bad Ryan! Let me fuck you, PLEASE!” I beg. But I don’t wait. I straddle my husband’s thighs and sit on him reverse cowgirl. It’s a smooth dip onto his hard cock as the cabbie sees my hands grasp the headrest of the passenger seat. I moan in ecstasy and immediately feel his 8 plus inches hit the back of my vagina. I rock my hips as my nails dig into the seat in front of me. The cabbie undoes his pants too and pulls out his own dick. There is a thick puff of dark hair that sits under his shirt and leading down to his pubic area. He looks like he has never shaved in his life. His dick is short and thick; as he strokes it the cab slows down and we veer slightly to the right and into the other lane. “Keep your eyes on the damn road,” My husband orders him. His eyes go back and forth between my rising and falling body, my husband’s face in the mirror, and the road in front of him. I bounce on my husband faster and harder without trying to hit my head on the roof of the cab. I rest my head on the seat and let my husband grind in me. “Give me your finger,” I demand. My husband obeys and I leave slimy spit on his finger down to his knuckle. “Stick it in my ass, baby. Let me feel you in both holes.” Ryan happily does it and now I’m whining in pleasure just inches from the cabbie’s face. “Fuck me hard, Ryan!” My husband speeds up the pace of his pumping cock and the sound of my thighs landing on his legs echoes in the cab. I’m breathing hard; every time my husband’s dick beats deep into my pussy, he jars my body, making my breaths sound like hiccups. “Fuck my ass hard Ryan…show me how deep and far you are going to cum in me!”
It’s too much for the cabbie to handle as he jacks his dick faster and faster, swerving between lanes as if he were drunk. His breathing intensifies and it’s getting harder for him to hold the steering wheel while stroking his cock at the same time. In between my moans I ask him, “Are you going to cum, Mr. Jones? Are you? Are you going to cum for me?” His eyes roll up into his head and he nods dreamily. “Good.” I spit on my hand and hold it above his dick. It seems like an eternity as my spit oozes down onto his dick. He stops and waits for it to cover his head and smears it all over. He gets the cum feeling fast. He breathes harder and starts to sound out of breath and suddenly he shoots his load onto his shirt, the rest dripping onto his hand like lava from a volcano. I reach forward and steady the steering wheel for a few seconds. He sees my hand jerking as I hold the wheel; he knows I’m still getting fucked. I lean toward him and rub a finger across his dick head, taking off a smear of his cum. I hold the finger up to his face and rub it on his lips, asking him to tell me thank you. He’s mumbles thank you and I wipe his own cum on his mouth and tell him to stay quiet for the rest of the drive.
My husband is rock hard the entire time as he pounds my tiny holes. The passenger seat shakes violently as he continues to fuck me. I scream with my mouth near the cabbie’s ear, “Oh fuck your dick feels so good, I love the way you fuck me Ryan. OH MY GOD!” My husband slides his other hand under my top and grabs my breasts. “Yes! Yes! Grab my tits! Make those mother fuckers bounce!” I say this to let the cabbie know exactly what my husband is doing to me. “Cum in me! I want to feel your hot cum in me! I want to feel you drip between my legs for the rest of the night!” I breathe on the cabbie’s neck, which smells of stale cigarette smoke and coffee. I feel Ryan’s dick expand as he gets harder and closer to an orgasm. “Faster! Faster!” I scream out, making the cabbie moan again. My husband thrusts his cock deep, hitting the back of my pussy with each stroke. I reach down and grab his balls and the base of his dick so I can feel the force of his cum when it pumps deep inside me. He grunts as he unloads so much cum that I can feel his hot juices splashing against the walls of my vagina. I push my pussy deeper onto him, hoping the force of my back walls presses against his dick hard enough to hold the sperm inside him for as long as possible, making me feel his cum shot’s intensity. I slowly lay back against him and turn my head toward his ear, breathing in deep and smelling his neck. “Keep your dick in me Ryan.” We’re both sweating through our clothes. He lifts up my skirt and he starts to rub my clit. I whimper as his fingers move in circles between my legs. My husband moves his dick slowly in and out of me as I play with my breasts and nipples. I tell him “Don’t stop, nicey (what he calls me instead of Venice),” so he keeps sliding his wet cock rhythmically in my pussy. My husband whispers to me that he wants to feel me cum on his dick. I start to feel the tingle in my body. He moves his fingers in short, quick circles. “I’m gonna cum!” My husband pumps his cock faster and deeper as I reach back with my breasts still exposed and grab the back of his head. I cry out.“Oh, FUCK!” My pussy walls tighten multiple times, my body writhing each time.“Oh God, feel my pussy squeeze your cock. No one can fucks me better than you Ryan.” I hear the cabbie spit on his hand as he starts to lube his dick again.
We pull up into our driveway and I reluctantly push my husband’s dick out of my body, his cum and my juice spill out onto the cabbie’s car seats. I get out first and the fare is $77.40. My husband stands outside the passenger side window with his large cock half exposed. In one hand he is trying to hold his pants up and in the other, he is holding four twenties. Without looking at the bills, the cabbie waves his free hand at my husband and shakes his head before he speeds off into the street, leaving my husband holding the money and his pants, and the cabbie holding a steering wheel and his dick.
*Although this story is fictional, it was originally created while I was jacking Ryan off and whispering it in his ear. If the mood is right and it’s more of a lazy night, I will usually suck his dick, lick on his nipples, and kiss on his neck, alternating until he orgasms. While I do this, I will talk dirty or tell him a quick story that helps get him off. With this story, we actually collaborated and went back and forth until he finally exploded. The next day I wrote the story out so I wouldn’t forget.