You drive a cab long enough in Baltimore,
you see everything.
I'm not kidding. Baltimore is just full of characters,
and it seems like
I've had 'em all in my hack at one time or another in the
years I've been
doing this to keep a fucking ro of over my head and pay
my non-fucking
ex-wife's alimony bills.
Like I said, I've seen all kinds of fares, but the topper
had to
be this rich society bitch last Christmas. I pick her up
at BWI load her
bags into the trunk and take off. She's wearing a dead
fox around her
shoulders and gave some fancy up town address. She's
about 40 years old,
but still sexy in a stuck-up kind of way. Stinking rich.
I'm not
kidding you. But here's the thing: When I pull in front
of her castle,
she goes into her purse to pay the tab, and whaddya know?
She can't find
her wallet! "I'm terribly sorry," she says in
this hoity-toity voice.
"I don't seem to be able to pay you".
"That's too fuckin' bad, lady," I say. "I
guess you ain't goin'
home yet then." And I pull away from the curb and
head for the nearest
expressway.
That got her panties all bunched up. "What can I pay
you with?"
she says all nervous and agitated. She's in my
environment now.
"Well for starters you can suck my dick," I
say. I figure that
she'll get insulted and report me but what the heck,
right? I admit it,
I've got a crude mouth at times -- I guess that's why my
wife left
me.....for another woman. But get this: The bitch
actually says, "Well,
okay."
With that I pull off the expressway, but leave the motor
running
because it's a fucking cold day, and I want the heater
on. Then I climb
into the back seat with her, unzip my fly and haul out my
pride and joy.
"Here, lady, here's a nice cold treat for ya, See if
you can warm
it up for me." Before she could react, I shove my
schlong between those
society lips quicker than you can say Jack Frost.
I thought the old bat was gonna' choke on it at first --
judging
from the gurgling noises comin' from the back of her
throat -- but before
long she got into the spirit of giving head as I pushed
my stiff , spit-
slick pole in and out of her warm, delicate mouth. Once
or twice she
accidentally bit me, and I had to cuff her, but all in
all, she sucked
like the pros I usually frequent, and when I spermed like
a madman into
her mouth, she swallowed the whole mess without blinking
an eye.
"What's the matter? Old man not giving it to
ya?" I say. She's
pretty hot by this time, so I reach down and yank open
her skirt and pull
her lacy black panties down. She does not object!
She's gasping like a pig in heat, going, "Fuck me,
fuck me. My
husband never touches me anymore. Oh, stick it in me. Ram
my pussy,"
and some other trashy bullshit I forget.
"Easy, you old cow," I snarl, and thrust three
stick fingers into
her heaving snatch. It's surprisingly tight for such an
old hole, and
she was wetter than piss as I performed a digital
exploratory. After
about two minutes of this threeplay I figure she's ready
for my beefy
cock, so I push her down on the seat, yank her legs wide
open, lean down
for a quick whiff of her smelly slit -- ah, heaven --
then aim my pecker
at her hungry box and ram it home.
I split her cunt apart with my piledriver, filling it up
with my
stiff eight-incher. She grabs onto me, digging her sharp
fingernails
into my hairy ass as I belt her cunt with my boy-stick,
reaming it in and
out as hard and fast as I could, ripping her dainty
little, rich-bitch
cunt with my angry beast.
To her credit, she gave me as good as she got, thrusting
her
lily-white hips up to meet each savage stroke I laid into
her. For an
over-the-hill broad, her cunt felt pretty good as it
clamped down on my
busy bone, almost as good as the hooke rs I fuck for
their fares too.
Right in the middle of it she starts begging me to talk
dirty to
her, like my big fat dick stuffing her cunt isn't enough
for her upper-
class snatch.
"Ahh, shaddup!" I growl, and to show I'm not
kidding, I let her
have a playful slap in the kisser.
Instead of annoying her, it turns her on more, and we
screw that
in the back of my cab for about 45 minutes, traffic
whizzing by outside
the whole time. I kept up the bone pressure as I
manhandled her big,
creamy knockers and stuck my tongue down her throat. I
pinched her big
nipples till they were hard as pebbles and she had tears
in her eyes.
From the way her body is shaking, I figure she must have
cum
half-a-dozen times since I jumped on top of her. I feel
like cuming too;
so when I my time came, I didn't hold back. At the last
minute I pulled
my dick out of her soppy snatch and, careful not to hit
the seat, let her
have a hot, milky one right in the face. She starts
lapping it up like a
starving puppy,and smearing it into her cheeks, all the
while babbling
about what a great cocksman -- I swear that's the word
she used -- I am,
and how she never wants to stop fucking me. Same old
story. Even the
whores give it to me for free.
I finally took her home and let her pay me with a check.
It
didn't bounce either. Too bad, I wanted an excuse to look
that cunt up
again.
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