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Re: Diary of a Taxi Driver (pt 1)
Clap.. clap... clap.... sexiting story, waiting here for more updates.
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Re: Diary of a Taxi Driver (pt 1)
Waiting for more updates by ts!
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i think she wants to own the TS and have control over him... heehee.... keep it cumming..
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She liked to be in control. So drunk still wanna yaya papaya. Stuck up. Granted she has the looks and the bod but in normal situation, I couldn't care less about her.
Me: Miss, I gotta go la. Where's your parents? The girl: Mum no longer here. Dad overseas with step wife. Ooh. I looked around. It was a 5 room flat. The house was well maintained. Clean, and tidy. The furniture and decorations were modern. This family got taste I thought. Me: Siblings? The girl shook her head. Good. I hate pretty girls who have older brothers, they tend to be oberprotective. The girl: Im the only child. And also not married. Hmm.. I never thought of that! The girl: You wait. She went to the kitchen. Fumbling to find the light switch, she knocked onto something. I went over and helped. She was bending over rubbing her ankles when I bummed onto her behind. Me: Eh sorry. But I was still standing behind her. The girl bent more, whether she was obvious my groin was rubbing her butt or purposely pressing harder onto my groin, I have no idea. But it felt blissful. In the darkness she lifted her dress a bit using her left hand, her right hand against the wall. Her buttcheek exposed to the dim orange light from the living room. The girl curled her back. Dunt you find it erotic? She asked. I kept quiet, feeling the softness of her butt pressing against me, eyes fixed to her fair buttcheek. Snap! The light came on, completely suprised me. She walked away from me. Fucking cockteaser! |
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The girl fetched a glass from the cabinet and poured plain water from a flask. She then drank it one gulp. She then took the flask and fill the glass again. She finished the drink in one gulp.
Gulp.. must be thirsty. The girl: Thank you for helping me reach home safely. Thank you for being there. If not I don't know to run away from him. The girl continued: We met for few weeks already. Today our second time go clubbing. First time I never drink cos I working the next day. Today he knew Im not working insist go party. Then gotta fcking cheek to go dutch when open bottle. Push me to drink. Until like this... Typical Mat. Freeloaders. The girl: I knew he wanna get laid with me. But doing like this.. takde cara (no standard)! I will get laid when I will get laid. Not happy happy can get me one. Think I noneng can bring me hotel is it? See leg laaaa! Afterwhich she continued blabbering. I could only stare at her. I was mesmerised by her innocent look, yet I saw her insecurities. Suddenly she came to me. Slowly. Her hands rested on my shoulders. Her droopy eyes already half closed, squinted from the kitchen light. Her face now came directly in front of mine. Our noses touched each other. I did not move. The girl: When I saw you, I felt relieved. Cos I know you could save me from him. He will not stop me he will not stop you from leaving. Thank you. And so she cupped my face and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. Mmmm.. peppermint! She exclaimed. Yuh, I ate half of tic tacs when I saw you. I don't expect you to kiss me though. The girl closed her eyes. Her lips gently touched mine. Slowly she opened her mouth and kissed me harder. And harder. All this while my eyes were wide opened though. Wtf had happened?! I tried to digest the events that had been unfold so far. The drunk girl I fetched from Clarke Quay, her hot body, her delicious booty, sending her home, entering her house, rubbing her buttocks and now kissing. I don't want to close my eyes as I want to feel this reality. But the girl was a good kisser. Without me realising it, her tongue had explored in my mouth. Shit! She exclaimed. Cannot kiss. Vomit smell. Duhh.. when you got arouses, even shit smelled like roses. The girl: Don't you wanna call your other driver say you late or something? Huh? I looked at my watch. 6am! |
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By that time I was completely bedazzled. Here in front of me a lady who oozed so much appeal she managed to stun a man at least 15 years her senior. Never had I met a girl who could tease really well. And she was in complete control too.
I decided I would cherish this moment. My guardian angel had slapped me so hard reminded me of myself. You are a taxi driver. You cannot do this. Don't take advantage! But the Devil in me whispered, fck it! This is your chance. You are a fool if you don't take this. You are an old man, no hot pretty girls want you la! The girl: If I like someone I dunt care his age, race, shape or size. You better call your driver. I need to wash up. She then went to her room Err.. shape and size? I have a live Elizabeth Hurley of Bedazzled talking to me. That's it. I will play along. Just don't abuse me. I sat at the end of the sofa facing away from her room. I took out my phone and dialled a number. Me: Uncle? Eh sorry ah. I got some important matters to take care now. I need to use the taxi. I pass to you afternoon can? I pay your rental laaa.. At the other end some Hokkien vulgarities rained on my ear. I profusely apologised to him. I could go back home now, but my 7 inches tool was controlling my brain. After a few minutes of free fcking (verbally), I need to fck someone bk. Free too hopefully. So how? Settle? I heard her behind me. I turned. There she was, standing by the room door,, a big white towel covering her body. I swore the front part of my boxers ripped off by my rock hard erected tool. |
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Swee laaa. Gonna get laid already. Hahaha
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good story well done keep it up
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camping camping ! good stuff!
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upped 7 points for u! Do continue...
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If towel drop don"t pick, only pick the cherries.
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i'm still here.. later will pay you cab fare ok TS ?
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Re: Diary of a Taxi Driver (pt 1)
Thank you to all readers. I thought this story is short but apparently a little bit long. Hope you guys enjoy it so far.
Not sure with the up thing but guess it means you guys like the story Thanks again |
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Very interesting story you have here....right place right time
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the scolding better be worthwhile
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