The Taxi

[Subo97]

A closed thread, please PM to reserve a ride

OOC: Think of this as a Literotica version of Taxicab Confessions, if you like, or just a vehicle for a short series of limited posts. The cab will take fares of one to three posters with a maximum of ten posts per ride. Single posters will be limited to five posts. Posters are free to include the cabbie in their postings or to consider him just a part of the background. The cab is not located in any particular city, but one can consider the setting to be a Chicago/New York/Detroit/Philadelphia type backround with Uptowns, Downtowns, suburbs, bridges and four seasons. that should keep it generalized enough for everybody's taste.

The lovely and talented Lady Kit has agreed to be my first fare.

IC:

Jimmy Nelson poured himself a fresh cup of coffee from his thermos and placed the steaming mug on the dashboard of his cab. It had been an easy night, his only fares being from the financial district to the airport and a return to a downtown hotel. Parked outside the hotel in a well lit taxi stand, Jimmy was prepared to sip his coffee and work on the daily crossword puzzle when he saw the hotel doorman raise his hand and motion him forward. Laying the paper on the seat beside him, Jimmy eased the cab up to the hotel's awning over the sidewalk.

The doorman opened the back door for a young woman, smartly dressed and beautiful, very beautiful. He had seen this fare before. Not all uper class fares tipped well, but this one always did good by Jimmy.

"Evening, ma'am," Jimmy responded automatically as the woman slid into the back seat, flashing a great pair of legs. "Where to?"

 

[Lady_Kit]

Amanda

Amanda settled into the cab and rattled off her address to the driver. It had been a long evening; this client was particularly difficult. She’d known he would be when she scheduled the appointment. He paid well, though, so she wasn’t going to complain. She leaned back against the seat, letting the driver get a full view of her 38D breasts where they pushed between the lapels of her jacket. The cab felt warm, or maybe it was just her; over stimulated and practically vibrating, the moist hot space between her legs ached and trembled. She was beginning to wonder if she’d make it home at all when the cabbie swore softly under his breath as the vehicle came to a halt. Amanda looked up and realized with some dismay that they were firmly stuck in a traffic jam that extended as far as she could see. Amanda pushed her long blonde hair away from her face and looked up when he spoke.

“Sorry, Miss, looks like there’s a problem up ahead. I think we’re going to be stuck her for a few minutes. That gonna be a problem for you?”

The voice coming from the front of the cab was well modulated, courteous and sounded more educated than many drivers. The registration card on the back of the seat said that his name was Jimmy.

No problem, but if we’re going to be here for awhile, you might as well call me Amanda. I’ve seen you before haven’t I?

He turned in the seat, and grinned rakishly.

“This is my regular beat, so yeah, I’ve picked you up before. You seem to spend a lot of time at the downtown hotels.”

My clients require the best accommodations. And services.

Jimmy seemed to consider her response. Then he smiled.

“I’m sure that they get only the best service from you.”

The hidden meaning, and acceptance, behind his words was refreshing. Amanda was more accustomed to criticism for her career choice. Even in this era of extreme acceptance and political correctness prostitution was still an unacceptable profession; Amanda didn’t really care, she loved what she did. Except for tonight, when a session with a client left her horney as hell and unable to do anything about it.

Yes, they do, but I confess, it does leave me feeling a little high strung.

Traffic moved fractionally, and Jimmy redirected his gaze to the slow moving cars ahead of them. Amanda squirmed on the seat, pressing her tanned thighs together in an effort to stop the quivering need between them. God if she didn’t get home soon she’d be beating off in the back of the cab! She suddenly grinned and looked again at the cabby. Would he mind? Most men wouldn’t. There was little chance that anyone else would know what she was doing; she raised her skirt, revealing a tiny white thong that barely covered her shaved pussy.

Her hand cupped the warm mound of her sex, then began to gently rub the heated space, all the time knowing that Jimmys eyes were fixed on the view he had in the mirror.

 

[Subo97]

Jimmy

Keeping one eye on traffic and the other on his rear-view mirror, Jimmy inched his way forward through the snarl of traffic. Ahead horns honked and drivers shouted obscenities while in the taxi it was silent enough to hear his fare's labored breathing. When her hand slid over the mound of her sex, Amanda closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the seat, pushing her full breasts higher until they appeared in danger of popping out of her jacket. Rising and falling with each breath, they drew Jimmy's attention. Amanda possessed a pair that any man would relish. Jimmy was sure her last client had enjoyed them as well, but the fool obviously hadn't shown his appreciation properly or the lady wouldn't have been left in such an unfinished state.

Jimmy dealt with unappreciative clients all day long, people who didn't appreciate the nobility of service, those who thought money bought everything, even the right to ignore civiliity. Very often, the people who decried the waning of service were also the least likely to appreciate and reward it. It was obviously true in Amanda's profession as well as his.

He watched as Amanda slid her hand slowly up and down her white thong, her middle finger pressing slightly harder than the rest. As she opened her mouth slightly and licked her lips, he turned on the radio and tuned it to the local smooth jazz station to give her some noise cover. He glanced again at his mirror and felt himself harden as one hand pushed her thong aside and the other slid up to squeeze her breast. Her lidded eyes fluttered and she licked her lips repeatedly as her finger dissappeared into her wet slit.

More than once, an amorous male passenger had fingered his lady friend in Jimmy's back seat. It went with the territory. But Amanda's autoerotic moment was a first. Jimmy understood. As much as a cold beer or a hot shower, pleasuring oneself could be the perfect way to unwind, particularly after a day of dealing with self centered customers. You gotta love yourself before anyone else will.

Abandoning the bottlenecked street, Jimmy took a hard right into a parking garage, waving at the attendent who had seen this trick before.

"Where are you going?" Amanda asked, sitting up straight.

"Just finding an easier way, ma'am," Jimmy answered, winding his way through the aisles before exiting the back side of the garage and emerging into a clearer street. "It won't cost any more, and if you trust me, it'll be a more pleasent ride."

"It's already more pleasent, thank you." Amanda replied and leaned back into the seat. Another few turns and the taxi slid into the boulevard that parallelled the city park. "Park drive, very nice," Amanda whispered as Jimmy drove the cab down the thoroughfare, lined with old fashioned street lights and the occassional hansom cab. She closed her eyes and returned to stroking herself. Her other hand gave her breast a squeeze before undoing the top button of her jacket and sliding her hand inside.

Jimmy reached down and adjusted himself, accomadating his growing erection as the cab moved down the darker, quieter street.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Amanda

Amanda dipped the tip of her finger into the hot wet space between the lips of her pussy. God she was wet. She’d bathed before she left her client, but her lack of personal satisfaction had left her still slippery with need. As her finger stroked up and down over her slit, then swirled lightly around her hard clit, Amanda was lost in sensation. The abrupt change in course only deterred her for a moment after she realized that Jimmy had things in hand. Around the Park the street was quiet, the traffic light.

She opened her eyes. After seeing how few cars shared the road she began to unbutton her jacket, freeing her golden brown breasts to her hands and Jimmys view.

Like what you see, Jimmy?

He smiled back at her in the mirror and visibly shifted in his seat to accommodate what must be a rapidly growing erection.

“Be crazy not to, Ma’m.”

She squeezed both breasts, her fingers pinching the nipples into hard points that stuck out between her ruby tipped fingernails.

Amanda

She reminded him quietly, while returning to her earlier one-handed exploration of the space at the juncture of her long legs.

Before he could reply the cab company radio broke in with a warning to Jimmy to find an alternate drop for his fare. A multi-car crash had the streets clogged with traffic for blocks around their destination. Jimmy acknowledged the traffic report and raised his eyes to Amandas’ in an unspoken question.

I don’t have anyplace else to go at the moment Jimmy. Why don’t you just find a nice quiet spot to park? Someplace we can wait out the traffic jam with out being disturbed?

 

[Subo97]

Jimmy

Turning onto a small access drive for park maintainence vehicles, Jimmy slid the cab behind an azalea bush and turned off his headlights and his meter. Amanda sat with her head tilted back, panting with her lips slightly apart, one hand between her thighs and the other still cupping her breast. Jimmy adjusted the mirror and , without the necessity of keeping one eye on the road, took in the full magnificence of Amanda's chest with both eyes. Firm and round, her breast overflowed Amanda's hand. Hard, dark nipples capped her tanned breasts, beckoning him in the eternal urban twilight.

"Safe and quiet, here, Ma'am...., er, Amanda," Jimmy said, licking his lips as his eyes feasted on the treasures revealed by her open jacket. "Nobody will bother you here. I sometimes take my break in back of these bushes."

"Maybe you'd like to join me, Jimmy. My last client was too fast and selfish. He got what he paid for, but he missed the chance for a bonus round."

"Darlin, I'd love to." Jimmy turned and draped his arm across the back of the seat. "You have the breasts of a goddess." He raised his hand and circled the edge of her areola with the tip of his finger. "But I'm just a workin' man and I think you're more than I can afford."

Taking his wrist with the hand that had held her breast, Amanda raised his hand to her mouth and slid her lips over his finger. Sucking slightly, she rolled her tongue around his finger, soaking it with her saliva. She slowly pulled it from her lips and returned it to her nipple where she guided it in circles around her dark halo.

"I turned my meter off, too," she purred. It's been a long night....I just want to feel good."

"Yeah, it's been a long night," Jimmy replied and eased himself over the seat to join his fare in the back seat. Sitting close together, thighs touching, Jimmy and Amanda looked for a moment into each other's eyes, sharing acceptance, understanding and hunger. Creatures of the urban night, fighting for survival until the sun rose over the city, they paused in their struggle, for a moment, to play.

Jimmy leaned in and kissed her, her mouth opening to accept his tongue and meet it with her own. His hand raised up to cup her breast as they explored each other's mouths until Amanda took his head in her own hands and lowered his face to her breasts.

For a moment, he let her hold his face against her soft mounds, his nose pressed into her cleavage. Like any man, he could have rested on her magnificent flesh all night, but the memory of her hard dark nipples made him kiss his way down the curve of her breast until her found her swollen tips with his lips. "Ohh, that's nice," he heard her whisper as he laved her areola with his tongue, leaving none of it untouiched before closing his lips on the hard tip and sucking gently at first, then eagerly.

"You treat them nice," Amanda chuckled as Jimmy took both her breasts in his hands, gently pushing them to his mouth.

"Well," he said, pulling his mouth away for a moment, "They're as nice as they come." She laughed at that and arched her back to thrust her golden breasts back into his face. Jimmy returned to his task, alternating from breast to breast, licking and sucking her nipples, pausing from time to time to slightly scrape her turgid tips playfully with his teeth. Allowing him to enjoy his feast, Amanda reached down to undo first Jimmy's belt, then his zipper.

"Oh," she said, sliding one hand inside his pants to stroke his bulge, "That's very nice."

 

[Lady_Kit]

Amanda leaned hear head back against the leather seat and sighed in pleasure.

Oh, that’s sweet, Jimmy. You have a wonderful touch.

Her body arched of its own volition, pressing her aching breasts against his mouth. Her hands continued their exploration of his jeans, until finally one perfectly manicured hand slipped inside.

Oh, that's very nice. You’re just full of pleasant surprises.

The semi-soft cock in her hand came easily from Jimmys jeans, then, as if it knew it were no longer confined, it began to grow and harden. The attentions to her breasts became more intense, and as her skilled fingers fluttered over Jimmys heated flesh, he moaned but never let his focus leave her wildly tingling nipples.

The back of the car was quiet and spacious. Oddly, there was an innocence to the moment; Amanda felt like a teenager out parking with her best beau. She let the feeling creep into her touch, adding tenderness to skill. Her fingers fluttered over his hard shaft and gently tickled his heavy balls.

Jimmy groaned, Amanda smiled, pleased that she could bring him to vocalize his pleasure at her touch. She was so entranced with the length of hard flesh in her hands, that the gentle pressure of a finger against her sex was something of a surprise, and she gasped in response. She waited for the quick thrust that was the mo of most of her clients, and many of her lovers, but it never came. Instead, other fingers joined the first, and began to stroke her through the wet lace of her thong. Suddenly it mattered if he’d like her smooth sex, or prefer a light dusting of blonde hair over the bare skin that was now so slippery with need. She longed to go slowly, to savor the sex, but she was at the end of her rope.

I need you now, Jimmy. I can't wait any longer.

She tugged at his jeans, pulling them away from his cock; then she put one hand on his chest and pushed him against the seat. Amanda placed a knee on either side of Jimmys hips, straddling him, but holding her heated sex above the tip of his cock. Making them both wait. He placed his hands on her tits, thumbs caressing the hard nipples; his rough palms cradling the soft weight of each breast. His eyes told her that for once, someone was there to please her. Amanda braced her hands on the back of the seat, leaned forward and kissed him.

Thank you.

Then slid down onto his cock, taking the tip into her wet pussy; pausing to enjoy the first touch of him, then pressing down, the head popped in, she sighed with pleasure; he was long and thick, and god so hard! Deeper she pushed, until finally, she rested on his lap, his cocked driven deep inside her hot tunnel. Jimmy squeezed her nipples and thrust his tongue into her mouth….and the first orgasm hit.

 

[Subo97]

Jimmy

Thank You

Amanda's lips closed on his before he could whisper a reply. Instead, his tongue dueled hers and his fingers twisted her nipples as she slowly slid down the length of his cock. She was both wet and tight, sliding smoothly down and impaling herself on him, her hot insides clinging and pulsating around him.
Her first orgasm caused her wet inner walls to flutter and squeeze him. She abandoned his lips as she threw her head back, a whispered, "Yesssssssssss." escaping her lips.

Jimmy closed his mouth on a breast again as she shuddered on his lap, her hands on the back seat holding her down on his cock. She stayed still for a moment as the waves of her orgasm ebbed, sighing slightly as his jaw opened to engulf as much of her breast as his mouth would allow. His hands slid down around her hips to cup the globes of her ass, squeezing and enjoying their firmness.

A throaty chuckle escaped her throat and she began to slowly move her hips, grinding on him as he sucked her hard nipple. He let her set the pace, only occassionally raising his hips to embed himself again after she raised up and slid partly off him. She knew where her pleasure was to be found, Jimmy thought, and probably had had enough of bending to a man's will. He followed her lead, responding to her rhythm. She would raise her hips, pulling off him, a regretful, "ohhhhhhhhh." escaping her lips, replaced by a grateful "ahhhhhhhh" as she lowered herself back down. Once she raised herself up until only the tip of his cock remained in her, chuckling at his distress, then screamed in delight as he raised his hips and pushed her ass down with his hands to bury himself balls deep inside her.

Mutually, they began to move faster and Jimmy lay his head back against the seat . Her full breasts swayed as she bounced up and down, driving him deep with each thrust. A gutteral, "Yeah!" escaping from her each time she hit bottom until it became a steady chant.

"Yeah"

Yeah"

Yeah, yeah, yeah" he playfully slapped her ass, not hard enough to leave a welt and flicked her nipple with his tongue as her breast bounced past his face. Ready to explode, he began to match her, thrusting upwards. When his moment was upon him, he raised himself up off the seat, driving as deep as he could go and held her up there, impaled on his cock as he exploded inside her. He lowered his hips and her after his last emptying spasm and slid his hands up her back to pull her close to him for a kiss. he pecked at her lips and then kissed the front of her graceful neck.

"Feeling better, Sweets,?" he asked, and in answer to her chuckle, "I know I am."

 

[Lady_Kit]

Amanda rested her forehead against Jimmys.

Better, doesn't even begin to describe it. And you?

Her well-trained vaginal muscles squeezed the cock still buried inside her dripping sex. Amanda smiled when Jimmy responded with a sharp inhalation. He playfully smacked her ass, then smiled in return.

“How about spent? Used up? Drained, even.”

Tanned breasts swayed and bobbed before Jimmys face as Amanda leaned back and laughed. Her face, earlier tense and tired, seemed years younger and carefree.

Pftttt…from the feel of things, you’ve got a long way to go before you’re “spent” Jimmy.

The handsome cabby just smiled in response to her flattery. Amanda wondered if he thought her words were automatic and it was suddenly important for him to know that she was sincere. Slowly she raised a hand to his face and ran her fingertips over the slight stubble along his jaw. Her mouth opened to speak, to assure him that she meant what she said when the radio interrupted the silence of the cab.

“Jimmy? Come in…the streets are clear, Buddy. Call in for a fare.”

The disheveled couple moved apart. Jimmy slid agilely over the seat, and Amanda quietly began to pull herself together. In moments she was the picture of cool elegance, sometimes she mused, it paid to have experience in cars. The cab moved out of its seclusion, neither driver nor passenger spoke. After a few blocks they pulled in front of Amandas building. Before the doorman could intrude Amanda leaned forward as if to pay her fare. Instead of cash, she handed Jimmy a business card before sliding from the back seat.

Thanks for the ride. Call me and I’ll be happy to return the favor.

Another fare climbed into the cab, cutting off any response, as Amanda had planned. Besides, her ride was done, and someone else would certainly be in need of Jimmys special service.

ooc: A pleasure, as always, Subo.

 

[Subo97]

Jimmy

The new fare

Amanda slid out and the new fare slid in, as quick as that. Jimmy slid the business card into his shirt pocket and looked in the mirror at his new fare.

It was another young woman, quite lovely. Obviously it was the night for beauty to walk the streets of the city. "Where to?" Jimmy asked and the young lady told him the adress. "No problem," he answered and put the cab in gear. "Going out or going home?"

OOC Adapt will be joining the thread as my new fare. Welcome to my taxi.

 

[Adapt]

-She was quite the beauty if it were not clothed in the deep black trench coat, she looked up, a small smile upon her cheeks, the pure crimson lips seemed smuggled that night, but pressed against her flush cheeks, her deep sea emerald eyes looked to him, her head titled as she slipped into the cab, even the form of the trench coat couldn¡¯t totally cover the luscious curves of her form, large ample breasts seemed to fill the coat and then the tie around the waist seemed to slip just a bit in, then flaring out to her awesome muscular thighs¡¦

She sighed to herself as she leaned back against the cushion of the seat behind her, eyes scanning the driver, quite an attractive man she thought, but why, her head lowered in shame, she had already cheated once that night¡¦

¡°82nd and Warren Street¡± she speaks, the sounds of sweet honey seemed to escape her lips, voice still fresh and husky of recent sex, after which she game a seductive smile¡¦

Her fingers slowly ran the hem of her coat top, the fold opening, revealing the wondrous cleavage as the coat pressed against her form, the bra even tighter under her plain deep V tee¡¦

She swallowed softly, the pull of sensual muscle pressed against milky skin as she once more looked up¡¦

Her eyes just meeting hers before quickly pulling away, her tongue was seen, a soft pink member slicking across what seemed like a still wet bottom lip¡¦

¡°Can I ask you something¡¦¡± her voice low, soft eyes looking up just slightly¡¦

¡°What would you tell a girl if you cheated on her¡¦?¡± quite and soft spoke words left petite lips¡¦-

 

[Subo97]

Jimmy

post #1

"What would you tell a girl if you cheated on her?"

Jimmy pulled out on to the boulevard then glanced back at the girl. she had made herself more at home, as some people are prone to do in cabs. the collar of her coat was pulled down and opened, lending a view of her shirt underneath. A vee shaped tee revealed the upper curves of the full breasts underneath. Seduction clothes he thought.

"Well, miss, I probably wouldn't, assuming she didn't know already," Jimmy answered. "Confession might be good for my soul, maybe even make me feel better, but what would it do for her? Is it right to hurt someone just to ease my own feelings of guilt?" he saw her take a deep breath and sigh, her ample breasts rising and falling.

Jimmy called in the fare to his dispatcher and hung up his mike. "It does help to get it out, though," he continued, "tell someone else. Some people tell someone they trust, a friend, a counselor.." The girl wrinkled her nose and looked out the window. "...priest, rabbi..." a curt shake of her pretty head lay that to rest. "Other people talk to a stranger," He continued, "someone who doesn't know them, liek a bartender...or a cab driver.." He let the sentance fade off as he weaved around a limo taking it's time. Time to a cabbie is money, limo drivers get paid by the night. Still, Jimmy thought, he got a better class of people.

He noticed the face in the mirror had turned to listen. "Like they say in AA, 'You're only as sick as your secrets'."

"Are you in AA?" she asked.

"Ten years, next tuesday."

"Congratulations," she said.

"Thanks,"

"Makes my problems look small," she frowned, loosening the tie of her coat and crossing her legs.

"Not if they're yours," Jimmy said. "Care to talk about it? I got all night and I ain't telling anybody. Can't...it's the cabbies code." he laughed and she smiled in response. "up to you, ma'am, I'm just drivin'."

 

[Subo97]

Sunset in the City

Tossing his crossword aside in the dimming light of the sunset, Jimmy looked down the street for potential fares. In between the end of business and the beginning of play, it should prove a prime time for making money. A bit of a drizzle might help drive potential walkers into his dry back seat, but so far, the early evening sky was clear. Another night, more strangers, and more stories, life would come to his taxi, it always did.

OOC: Pm me if you'd like to take a ride. The general parameters are in my first post. Storytellers are most welcome.