After an extended happy hour, my fuck buddy Justin and I fell into the back of the cab, laughing and kissing and clawing at one another’s clothes.

I barely understood Justin as he rattled off his address to the driver. He lived a good 20-minute ride from our current location.

Could I wait that long to screw him?

I settled into my seat, determined to curb my desires and find the patience I’d need to keep my hands to myself for the rest of the ride.

Of course, I knew that didn’t mean Justin wouldn’t try to tempt me. The minute I pulled away from him, his fingers found the edge of my skirt and toyed with the hem. He rolled the material between his fingers, making the fabric bunch and slide higher up my thighs. It didn’t take long for him to push the skirt so high my legs were completely exposed. Only a whisper of fabric remained, keeping my panties from view.

I tried to ignore Justin’s advances, content to save all of the maddening tension building in my body for later when we were alone. But then his fingers slid over my underwear and grazed my slit, sending any self-control I had left flying out the window.

Right at that moment, we hit a major wall of traffic. I stole a glance toward the front of the cab in time to catch our driver flipping off another car that had just cut us off. He was obviously distracted, giving me the courage I needed to surrender completely to Justin’s advances.

I spread my legs wider, allowing my thighs to fall open as far as the cramped backseat would allow. My black lace panties were completely visible. The hem of my skirt was bunched up near the top of my hips.

Then Justin’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric and pushed it to the side, exposing my pussy, which was already wet. He spread my juices over my swollen cunt lips, his fingers sliding easily with the aid of my slippery sauce.

Pursing my lips, I swallowed a moan. My eyes fluttered closed, and I let my body go limp, sinking deeper into the seat. The change in position caused Justin’s fingers to slip from my pussy lips to my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.

This time I couldn’t stifle my moan. The strangled gasp escaped right as the car stopped short, sending Justin and I both skidding on the leather seat.

Justin chuckled and lifted my body onto his lap, kissing and nuzzling my neck — and not caring at all about the driver. During the maneuver, the crotch of my undergarment shifted back into place. While his mouth attended to my neck, Justin’s fingers traced little circles over the front of my soaked panties, making my nerves go haywire. My moist underwear clung to my pussy lips, intensifying every stroke of his fingers. My body hummed with sexual excitement, torn between rushing toward release and savoring a leisurely journey to climax. Fortunately, Justin’s fingers snuck back beneath my undies, making the decision for me.

Justin slid his digits along my slit before plunging a finger into my hole, shoving it in and out of me until I saw stars. Try as I might, there was no way that I could hold back the groan that rumbled through my chest. If the driver hadn’t been aware of what we were up to before, by that point he knew for sure! Forcing my eyes open, I looked at the rearview mirror. Our driver met my gaze in the reflection.

I couldn’t look away. Knowing he was watching made me extra horny. I really wanted to put on a show for the man.

I wiggled off Justin’s lap and worked open his zipper as quickly as I could. I knew I had a limited amount of time before we’d have to get out of the car. I slipped my hand inside Justin’s pants and ran my fingers over the swelling bulge that strained his boxer briefs.

To give me a hand, Justin popped the button on his pants to part the material and ease my exploration. His dick seemed hard enough to burst.

Glancing back at the driver first to make certain he was watching — he was — I slipped my hand inside the flap of Justin’s underwear and wrapped my fingers around his pulsing erection. His skin felt like heated silk beneath my fingertips.

Justin’s hips hitched, pumping his throbbing dick up into my fist. Getting him all worked up was fun, but our adventure was only beginning. I drew in a fortifying breath before catching our driver’s eye in the rearview mirror again. The man’s gaze narrowed, but his eyes sparkled, his arousal evident to me.

Knowing that my actions were entertaining not just one man, but two, elevated my passion to previously unexplored heights. I didn’t just want Justin to enjoy my mouth moving over his cock, I wanted our friendly neighborhood cabdriver to enjoy what I was doing, as well.

Ready to entertain them both, I pulled Justin’s dick from his boxer briefs as traffic caused the car to slow down once more. I flicked my tongue over the head to start, then blew a light puff of air over the saliva-slickened flesh. Justin hissed and lifted his hips off the seat.

I trailed the tip of my tongue from base to tip, ending my little exploration by circling the head. Then I sucked him into my mouth, not pausing until I felt the tip of his dick touch the very back of my throat.

Justin’s cock is pretty large, and since there were quite a few inches of him that couldn’t fit in my mouth, I wrapped my fingers around the base and pumped. As my mouth lavished his cockhead with attention, I used my hand to stroke his shaft. The salty taste of Justin’s pre-come filled my mouth and fed my hunger, inspiring me to suck him harder and faster.

Soon he was so out of control, he was driving deeper into my mouth. I unclenched my fist and released him, letting him do what he needed to do. I braced my hands against the seat on either side of his thighs, suspending myself over his lap, so he could thrust into me freely.

Justin fondled my crotch before sliding his hand around to massage my clit through my panties. The unexpected contact made me moan, and the noise vibrated against his dick, making him growl. Justin’s fingers fisted my hair as I relaxed my throat and took every inch of him.

I was really getting into it, when Justin surprised me by ending the blowjob before he shot down my throat. He lifted my head and pulled me back onto his lap. Seating me over him so I was facing forward, Justin yanked my panties aside and positioned me so he could slip the tip of his dick into my entrance.

Even as I wanted to close my eyes and surrender to the sensations reverberating through my body, I couldn’t force myself to break eye contact with the driver. I wanted to see his every reaction, to know how much he liked watching a woman get fucked in the back of his cab.

I felt so sexy, like I was some sort of peep show performer. I’d never felt so exposed — or turned on.

I slid my hands up my torso and cupped my breasts. They felt heavy in my hands, their flesh sensitive to every stroke of my fingertips, even through my dress and bra. A quick tweak of my nipples caused my pussy to contract, gripping Justin’s dick so tightly he groaned against the back of my neck.

“I wanted our friendly neighborhood cabdriver to enjoy what I was doing.”

Barely audible above our panting, I heard the driver muttering obscenities.

I did, too, as Justin thrust upward, forcing his dick deeper into my cunt.

Then our driver sailed over a speed bump. The car landed with such a jolt that Justin’s dick slammed into me to the hilt. Eye contact be damned — by that point all I could see was stars.

Justin whispered in my ear, “We’re so close now.”

I didn’t know if he meant close to coming or to his apartment. Maybe both.

Then Justin pressed his fingers to my clit. Between his fingers massaging my button and his rock-solid cock hammering my pussy, my body was primed to explode.

Justin came with a grunt and a thrust, his hot come shooting into me. The sounds of his satisfaction stroked my ego and stoked my libido. By the time the cab rolled to a stop at the curb, I was quaking from the force of my own release.

Taking a moment to catch my breath, I crawled off of Justin’s lap. As we tumbled out onto the street, I tucked a wad of cash into the slot in the cab’s plexiglass divider, giving him a generous tip. The driver offered us a nod of thanks before he sped off.

Then I followed Justin inside for round two.

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