#For reference, feel free to check out the preceding episodes of the story. Ignore my mistakes if any. :) # *** Our session on the terrace was just the beginning. I knew Daddy had planned more for the day. He called us a cab and we got in the back seat. He spoke to the driver as I tried my best not to show the pain in my bottom as I sat down. I felt the he...
Stepping out of the terminal, into the taxi line, nervous energy courses through my veins, and I feel all of the apprehension and excitement of finally getting to be in your presence. Months of making love through our cell phones had accumulated, within us, a ferocious intensity, only to be relieved by actual physical contact. A vintage yellow cab approach...
Gnome hailed a cab going uptown, wiping his nose at the same time with his latest eviction notice. As the Gnome got in, he noticed the driver staring at him speculatively in the mirror. Gnome took little notice of this, his mind on his latest graphic novel. Suddenly, the cabbie spoke up in a somewhat grotesque southern accent. "Hey, you know a guy called...
They had met in a club, as she always met men. He had danced with her, followed her movements, let himself be led to the inevitable end in her bedroom. She told herself she needed them, these men that came into her home at night and were gone before morning. He knew what was to come, his hands had found their way to her breasts and her bottom before they ex...
This is not happening, she thought to herself, as the taxi took her to an unknown destination. "Where are we going?" She demanded. "Just sit back and enjoy the ride doll," the driver said in an amused voice. Desperately she lunged for the driver to get him to stop the vehicle. The car severed dangerously on the road, and the driver took a swing at her, catc...
The journey back from Heathrow airport was tedious as usual. The weather was warm, very warm and I sat in the back of the cab sweating. I'd had a glass or two of wine on the plane and was comfortable but dying to get home. The driver took the M4 into Central London and once we got onto the quieter roads about 40 minutes or so into the journey the cab drive...
I was just walking out of the airport and looking for a taxi when I was able to hail cab 3074b. It pulled up to the curb and the guy came out and took my bags, and I didn't really notice him. Yeah he had to be strong cause he lifted two 50+ pound bags into the trunk but his response to my destination was what surprised me. "Where you heading miss?" he asked...
While exiting the airplane, I quietly inform my dubious man that he will get his, to which he replies, "not soon enough". I'm thinking how true, as I can already taste his magnificent cock on my tongue in anticipation. He goes on to get our luggage while I go outside to flag down a taxi. By luck, we get one of the mini-van variety so at least we can stretch...
Trying to surprise Clyde the Cabby and me! After eating, then teasing Clyde some more, he continued up the lake shore. Dollie had to pee so she buttoned her clothes when Clyde stopped at a marina restroom. The skirt was still nearly butt cheek high and flapping open at least half way up as the breezes caught it. The blouse was nearly nipple showing low....
And so we land. A steamy, starry night in Rome. Surrounded by tourists, jostled through the baggage collection, and out of the airport to the taxi rank. Rumpled and tired, standing in line we wait for our turn to load our bags into a boot - holding hands, touching and teasing. Finally we are next, and jump into the back of a cab, attempting in bad Italian t...