I had spent most of the night teasing his cock, while we sat at the bar, watching a group of drunk girls karaoke to bad 80’s songs. The clock struck two and the bartender announced last call. We ducked out just before the crowd rushed to the bar for “Wone lasht drrinkK”. After twenty minutes of trying to get past the sea of people chatting it up in the hallway, we had finally made it outside, where there was a row of taxi’s waiting to cart all of us drunkards home safely. We staggered to the nearest van, gave the driver our address and promised him an extra twenty if he got us out of there before anyone else could climb in. He sped off, leaving the others behind. 

We sat in the front row of seats, so the driver could see our every move through his rearview mirror. I leaned against Kevin, resting my head on his shoulder, and began circling my index finger on his knee, slowly inching my way toward his now flaccid penis. He draped his arm over my shoulder, fingers dangling just inches away from my left breast. I could feel the heat emanating from his strong, calloused hand, through my silk top. I raised my head from his shoulder and gazed into his eyes, the look he gave me made my already throbbing cunt, constrict. He leaned in for a kiss, but I pulled away playfully, just before our lips touched. Slightly annoyed, he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a teeth gnashing, lip biting kiss; his boney fingers tangled in my curly hair, made my pussy juices to seep through my jeans. I wanted more. 

At the next red light I stood up, straddled him in the back of that filthy cab, and proceeded to grind against his swelling cock. The driver started to fidget in his seat. Obviously turned on by the two of us, dry humping in his van, but he didn’t say a word. Knowing that this strange man was aroused by my actions, set my dripping snatch aflame. My hips ground faster. Kevin pulled my top down, exposing my breasts. He tilted his head, and took my right nipple into his mouth. The warmth of his mouth and softness of his tongue flicking against my nipple made my head spin. Grabbing his hair, I pulled him in closer. His teeth scraped my erect nipple, I let out a light moan. 

The driver was so enamored, he didn’t notice the light had turned green, until the impatient driver behind us honked his horn. I turned to him grinning. He immediately  looked away and took off, while clearing his throat. I laughed and turned back to Kevin. Who was trying to unbutton my jeans, but apparently drunk Kevin can’t operate buttons.

I pushed his hand away and attempted to stand. I bumped my head on the low ceiling, causing me to fall face first onto the seat next to him. I laid there, laughing, until a hard slap on the ass brought me to my feet. I turned to him, biting my bottom lip, while undoing my pants. That excited look in his eye told me he was aware of what he had just done. 

Still standing, with my jeans undone; I slid them down slowly, stopping at my knees. Leaning against the passenger seat, I slid my middle finger between my juicy cunt lips, and started rubbing my clit. My knees were beginning to wobble, my heart started to race, and my breathing became more rapid; but just before I could come, Kevin slapped my thigh and commanded me to stop. I started cursing at him for making me desist, and the driver let out a loud chuckle. I turned toward him and made a pouty face. He grinned at me and winked. 

Kevin grabbed me by the waist and spun me around, so my ass was facing him. He placed his hand on the small of my back and pushed, forcing me to bend at the waist. I rested my face on the drivers headrest, so that he could feel my hot breath on the back on his neck. Kevin slapped my bare ass. I squealed, but it felt incredible. He spread my ass open and grazed my taut hole with the tip of his tongue. My eyes rolled back, I bit my lip, and moaned loudly, directly into the drivers right ear. Still holding my ass open, he went back in for more. While working my tight asshole with his tongue, he slid his middle finger into my soaking snatch, and proceeded to massage my g-spot. My legs were growing weaker by the second, and I could feel the pressure building. I was on the edge and he knew it. I begged and pleaded for him to let me come this time, but he was having way too much fun watching me suffer to allow it.      

 Frustrated, I stood up quickly and yanked my jeans off completely. I turned to him suddenly, slapped his face, and dropped to my knees before him. I pushed his knees apart forcefully and took his cock into my mouth entirely, gagging on his pre-cum soaked head; he grunted as my throat contracted around his swollen cock head. I started to pull back up, but he planted his hand on the back of my head, forcing me to take his entire length. I couldn’t breath, I was choking on his dick, but he didn’t care. The more I struggled, the louder he groaned. Finally, he released his hand and I sat up quickly, trying to catch my breath. 

I knew the driver was enjoying the show. Every so often I could feel the van jerk back into our proper lane. I asked him to pull off somewhere safe. He looked back at me, blushing, and shyly said “Yes, Ma’am.”. I continued to suck Kevin’s cock, while the driver pulled into an empty parking lot behind a 7-Eleven. Once we were parked safely in that dark lot, I came to my feet, spun around, and shoved my ass in Kevin’s face. He proceeded to tongue fuck my cunt, while I rubbed my clit furiously. Between moans, I asked the driver to stroke his cock for me, and told him he wasn’t allowed to come, until I told him to. He seemed more than happy to do as he was told. 

I pulled away from Kevin, ass still facing him, stood up on the seat, one foot on either side of him. I squatted down, pussy hovering just above his rock hard dick. He kept thrusting his hips upward, trying to penetrate my steamy twat. But every time I felt his head graze my pussy, I pulled away, teasing him. Eventually, I lowered myself onto his cock, taking every last inch, deep inside. I was momentarily paralyzed with pleasure. I couldn’t move, think, or even breathe. He felt so good inside of me. As soon as the paralysis ended, I started to buck my hips; rocking back and forth with him still buried in my wetness. The combination of his thickness filling my tight hole, and the driver jerking his cock for me, sent me into orgasmic paradise almost immediately. My head fell back, I moaned loudly, and my poor legs turned to Jell-O, as my pussy convulsed on his prick. 

Body limp and juices dribbling down my thighs, Kevin lifted me off of him, and ordered me to bend over. Being the good little girl that I am, I did as I was told. My left cheek, resting on the drivers right shoulder, Kevin slid his cock into my tender cunt. He took his time, fucking me nice and slow. I spit on my hand, reached around the driver, and started stroking his cock for him. His head fell back and he started grunting, as I stroked him from base to tip. Seeing me fondle another man must’ve excited Kevin, because he picked up speed. He grabbed my hair firmly at the roots, and began pounding my swollen pussy, fast and rough. I came hard. My cunt contracted wildly on his cock. He pulled out slowly, my pussy juice gushed down my legs. I leaned back against him and asked if they were ready. 

The driver unlocked the doors. I slid the door open, and stepped outside. I knelt down next to the passenger door and took both of their cocks into my mouth, teasing their heads with my tongue while stroking them both. Kevin pulled his dick out of my mouth, jerked fast, and sprayed his warm cum all over my face. Cum dripping off of my chin, I turned to the driver, who was stroking himself. I could see his swollen balls hug tightly against his body, under the streetlight. I looked up at him and told him I wanted his cum. He wrapped his thumb and forefinger around his head, stroked fiercely, and shot his steamy load on my lips. 

Still kneeling in that empty parking lot, cum dripping off my face, I looked up at Kevin and told him I was ready to go home now. The driver tucked his now flaccid penis back into his pants, and hopped into the drivers seat, while Kevin and I put our clothes back on. We climbed into the back of the van, both of us exhausted, and were off. We pulled up in front of our apartment, Kevin took out his wallet to pay the cab fare, but the driver refused to take our money. He handed us his business card and bid us farewell. 

I squatted next to the bushes outside of our apartment, to pee, because I didn’t feel like walking to the bathroom. We stumbled up the steps, unlocked the door, and staggered into the apartment. I plopped onto the sofa, face still covered in cum, and fell asleep.