Taxi cab confessions

Gareman

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OOC: Same concept as TV show. Those not familiar: Passengers in taxi cab share sexual experiences, fantasies, etc with the driver. However, in this scenario the driver may become more of a particpant. All female riders welcome.


Character: Nick... Age 29...6'1" 200lbs... Blonde hair...Blue eyes. Single and very straight.

IC: What a night !! It's raining like mad and I'm just cruising...waiting for my next fare. As I turn the corner at Main and 1st I notice a woman hailing me. Pulling over I step out to open the door....
 
OOC: Tessa Dawnwood....19 years old, 5'4" strawberry-blonde, hazel eyes, 115lbs, 34c.

IC: I ran into the cab and the driver shut the door. He came back in and said "where to?". "grenage village." I replied. Flashback of the incredible night I had ran through my mind. Without me noticing my breathing became rapid, and the driver was looking at me through the mirror.
 
"So, what is a beautiful young woman like you doing out on such a lousy night ?", I asked.

I studied her reflection in my rearview mirror. She reminded me of an ex-girlfriend of mine from highschool. What was her name ? Oh shit, who could remember all of their names...

I was intrigued by her innocence. Was she as sweet as she looked, or was it an illusion ?
 
"I was at a friends house." My jacket seemed to slip off my shoulder, showing my clothes that were at wrinkly and disgusting. I quickly put my jacket back on hoping the driver didn't notice.
 
I noticed her disheveled clothes. She looked as if she'd slept in her outfit. I had to know more about her.

"So, do you have a name ?" I asked wondering if she'd open up to me or shut me down.

"Mine is Nick."

I studied her in the rearview mirror. Something behind those beatiful eyes fascinated me. My work gave me a great opportunity to interact with many beautiful women. One of my hobbies was to engage them in conversation and then try to get them to discuss intimate subjects. I was hoping that this fare might be one of those. Who knows ?



[Edited by Gareman on 05-07-2001 at 07:24 PM]
 
"Tessa. Sorry, my mind has been somewhere else." I said as I forced a smile. I looked out the window at the dreary night.
 
"That's a beautiful name. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman."

I smiled into the mirror at her. There seemed to be something on her mind. Something that was eating her up inside. I pried a little hoping to open the lines of communication.

"Is everything okay ?" I asked, "I've been told that I'm a good listener, if you want to talk about it."

I studied her face, hoping for a clue to get her to confide in me.
 
I came out of my day dream and looked at Nick. "Everything's okay." I said, "I just had a good night. Well I was at my friends house for a party, and what she didn't tell me, was what was going to happen. Well it was just me and my friend and a bunch of horny guys. You can probably guess where that ended up." I said with a sly smile. I jooked at him and notice he was smiling. 'maybe this night isn't over' I thought to myself.

I notice a parking lot that was empty. All the stores were closed so I figure no one would come. "Pull into this lot over here." I said. He pulled into a spot and turned the car off. He took off his seat belt and turned around...."Why did you want me to pull over?" he asked......"Well I've always had this fantasy." I said.

He looked at me expectantly. "I've always wanted to get fucked in a car." At that he jumped out of the car quickly into the back seat. His hair was beaded with water when he got back in.
 
OOC: Please don't directly manipulate my characters words or actions. I like to surprise my co-writers with my responses. Sometimes things take interesting turns !!


IC:

Sitting beside Tessa, I studied her face.

"Let me tell you something about myself, Tessa," I said very quietly. "I have women hitting on me all day. If that were my game, I'd rip your clothes off right now an fuck your brains out..."

I studied her face for a reaction, trying to determine if she was up for the challenge I was about to lay on her.

"I'm into something a bit more interesting. You see, I love hearing women's sexual confessions... I've heard all kinds: married women fucking their son's best friend... single women experimenting with another woman... conservative business women getting gang banged..."

I smiled and continued.

"If the woman is especially daring, she lets me videotape her confession... sometimes the braver ones masturbate for me."

I moved close to her and whispered directly into her ear.

"Are you daring, Tessa ? I'll give you what you want, if you give me what I want. I promise, you won't be disappointed"
 
I gave no reaction, I was good at that sort of thing, all the years of acting had helped me with facial actions. Am I daring? I asked myself. What could I contribute. to this man? "well, there was this one time, a long time ago. I don't remember how old I was. Me and my brother lived with my dad. My dad was never home, and when he was he was drunk and passed out. Pull out your video camera and I'll tell you the rest."
 
Her invitation was just what I wanted. Walking around to the back of the car, I opened the trunk and grabbed my camera bag. Returning to the passenger compartment, I sat in the driver's seat and began shooting footage.

"Ok Tessa, why don't you tell me about a particularly memorable sexual experience, " I moved the camera over her entire body, finally focusing on her face.

"If you feel so inclined, I won't object to you removing some clothing and making yourself comfortable."

I hoped that this session would be a keeper. I've shot dozens of videos but only kept a handful. My favorite was a middle-aged school teacher who, after much prodding on my part, shared a wild sexual fantasy with me. She was very reserved and self-conscious when she began but slowly got into telling me about a rape fantasy she had harbored for many years. As she related her story, she lost herself and began masturbating in the back of my cab. I filmed every moment and watch it often. I see her around town, once in a while, and someday will approach her about making another video. This one will not be a solo act, however.

My thoughts snapped back to Tessa, wondering if she could top that performance...
 
OOC: Apparently I've lost my fare.. Anyone else want to take a ride ??
 
Hey, Taxi!

“Where’s a damn taxi when you need one?”

Here she was, no clue where she was—and feeling like a character out of a movie, the one who’s always hailing a taxi, but none of them stopping.

That was okay, though, as she stole a sidelong glance at her companion. Dark hair, broad shoulders, extremely nice ass, and his hands—chills danced over her skin as she imagined the feel of his hands on her bare skin…

Ohhhh, Mina, one day your fantasizing is going to get you into real trouble, she thought to herself.

She was here at a conference, on the company’s dime, and after a week of faithfully attending every workshop, every exhibit, and gathering enough manuals and reference materials to wallpaper her office—well, she was ready for a little fun…
 
Randy stepped into the path of the taxi that pulled out of the parking lot -Finally - nearly had to get hit to catch one though.

Randy opened the door for Mina and quickly followed her into the backseat.

Randy settled into the seat corner and pulled the pretty woman against him, inhaling the fragrance she'd aptly applied. He nuzzled his nose behind her ear and asked "Where to?"
 
She squeezed her thighs together at the touch of his breath against her skin. She’d had just enough champagne at tonight’s reception to melt away her normally cool exterior. Tonight, she thought, I want to be naughty…

But in a taxi? Horny as she was, she wasn’t sure she wanted to do all that lovely fucking here, but she was sooooo horny and it was such a long way to their hotel.

A new thought brought a wicked grin to her lips and she looked at Randy. She suddenly smiled shyly and said, “Randy, when I confessed to you that I’ve always had erotic fantasies, you said you wanted to hear all about them. Still interested?”
 
"Where to ?" I asked, looking at the couple in my mirror. Her beauty caught my attention immediately. I studied her, as I waited for one of them to give me a location.
 
Fantasies? If only you knew how many books of women's fantasies I've read. thought Randy. "Oh yes, I'd love to hear each of yours, maybe even fulfill a few." Randy grinned.

Randy pulled her closer, held her tighter and snaked his hand under her arm and found the side of her breast. Firmly grasping her, his mouth searched her neck for sensitive places and was rewarded - if her reaction was to be the judge.

"The Clairidge House." Randy answered the driver.
 
“Where to?”

Mina glanced quickly at the driver and her eyes caught his through the rear view mirror. Was she imagining it, or was there a spark there—of mischief? Of desire? She decided on the latter, and smiled at him as Randy gently stroked the round underside of her breast. Her lips parted in a gasp as she felt Randy’s hot breath on her neck. She closed her eyes, groaning softly as Randy nibbled her sensitive neck, gently at first, then more demanding.

She heard Randy give the driver directions and she looked up to see if the driver was still watching…and he was.

She gave him a slow wink as she slipped her hand between Randy’s legs…
 
Randy had been stiff long before Mina's tiny hand found it's way into his lap. But the additional stimulation was welcomed.

Randy allowed his free hand to mimic hers - and soon it had found it's way under her skirt. Her panties were moist in the crotch and tightly outlined her lips. His fingers traced these lines and she squirmed under his touch.

With a jerk, they drove away.




[Edited by DriveSouth on 05-18-2001 at 10:28 PM]
 
I watched the couple through my mirror. Her wink had alerted me to the fact that this wouldn't be an ordinary fare. Their actions confirmed my hunch. I wanted to strike up a conversation with the horny couple, but didn't want to do anything to interrupt what they were doing. I glanced back at the beautiful woman and winked back at her. My cock hardened, the voyeur within was on full alert.
 
Randy's hand pressed against Mina's softness, through her panties. He kissed her neck once more, drawing her attention to him.

His lips slowly closed to hers. Deftly his tongue parted her delicate lips and teased her tongue. Backing off slightly Randy looked into her eyes for approval - found desire. His next kiss was more eager. His tongue searched her mouth, danced with her tongue.

His hand rubbed the silky material of her panties against her fleshy labia. He liked he reaction - like to please.
 
She pulled away suddenly, inhaling with a hiss at the touch of his fingers sliding smoothly over her panty-covered skin.

“Randy,” she said huskily, as she reached down and gently pressed against the back of his hand, pressing him harder against her throbbing clit. “Ohhh, Randy, I have fantasies…”

Then she groaned as she began to grind against him, rubbing against his hand in a small tight circle around her clit. She felt her panties become wet as she squirmed on his fingers.

“I’ve had fantasies that have never been anywhere but in my head,” she said quickly, trying vainly to control her breathing. “But now, I find myself about to play out, ohhhhhhh, not one, but, mmmmmmmm, two of them.”

She gasped as his fingers found the elastic edge of her panties and followed it up toward the waist, then slowly, he slid the tip of his finger beneath the edge and followed it down, down, to her warm intimate places.

“I’ve dreamed of being seduced in a taxi by a stranger,” she said, tilting her head back in pleasure as he nibbled at her neck.

“Add to this," the barest of hesitations at this point of no return, then she said breathily, "the thought of someone else…watching…”






[Edited by ranajja on 05-20-2001 at 12:00 AM]
 
It was becoming very difficult to concentrate on driving. My eyes kept returning to the mirror, enjoying the show that was playing out directly behind me. The look of pleasure on the young woman's face was magnificent. I was envious, wishing my hands were exploring her... She was so sexy...

I turned down a dimly lit street, taking a longer route with less traffic. The last thing I needed was to lose control of the vehicle and get into an accident.
 
Someone watching? that had been the farthest thing from Randy’s mind. He glanced up briefly, long enough to see that any watching was being done via the rearview mirror.

“So you like then – kiss me.” Randy’s tongue followed his words out of his mouth and found it’s way into Mina’s eager mouth. Once more, his hands had free reign of her exquisite body. Firm pert breast with upturned nipples colored like chocolate kisses anxiously pushed to meet his touch.

Her nipples strained, pushing against the inside of her sweater, his soft touch served only to make them ache for more, ache to be felt. His hand flattened out and his palm pressed her nipple back into the softness of her breast. Randy liked her reaction and lingered over sweater covered nipples.

Not too long – richer treasures lay ahead.

Her stomach, flat, firm was exposed by the cut of the sweater. The skin-to-skin contact came as a surprise to Randy, her soft flesh passed smoothly under his hands and she gasped sharply, causing her stomach to contract and making plenty room for his hand to slip under the waist band of her skirt and flirt with her panty.
 
Her skin tingled, feeling the teasing caress of hands through clothes, her hard nipples chaffing against her clothes, needing to be exposed to the night…to his hands…to his eyes…

She broke the kiss, tilting her head back as he obligingly nibbled her neck. A frenzy of gooseflesh swirled and danced across her skin as he teased her with his teeth and lips. She could feel the tips of her nipples grow even harder and the feel of her sweater rubbing against them was exquisitely unbearable. Ohhhh, she longed to be shamelessly bare breasted, to feel his hands against her skin.

She gasped as his hand eagerly slipped beneath her skirt, his fingertips playing at the elastic of her panties. She squirmed with anticipation, then spread her legs ever-so-slightly apart, allowing him all the access he would want. His hand delved deeper and she moaned.

Ohhhh, she could stand it no longer! She reached down and pulled up the bottom of her short sweater, exposing her soft round breasts, her hard sweet nipples just begging to be kissed.

She looked up…and caught his eyes in the mirror, intense and dark with desire. She licked her lips, and smiled…




[Edited by ranajja on 05-24-2001 at 10:33 PM]
 
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