María was a Latin girl 21 yo., 1.70 mts. tall, slim, short, golden-haired, brown eyes. Her skin bristled each time she remembered those facts that had taken place barely weeks ago in her town. Here is her story:
She used to go out and drink beer with friends, but loved to do this frequently. One of those days she dated buddies, she drank too much. She was a girl who accepted and confessed that drinking too many beers made her horny a lot, and wished to fuck like a cheap slut the first male she met. Also the cheap wine they used to drink, called “sneaky pete” caused a special effect on her, behaving like a horny woman.
All of her buddies had left the disco on that day, and she hired a taxi to go home, also sharing it with friends. The taxi driver would drop off all five at their particular homes, as each turn came in. That’s why she had been riding in the passenger seat for easy descending.
This didn’t trouble her or was embarrassing in any way, to ride alone in the taxi for the last leg of the trip on her way home; being the last passenger in the taxi with such handsome driver, made her proud and curious. She remembered to have seen a man with blond hair, blue eyes, untidy beard and well built body; she loved this kind of guys. This taxi driver would be a good candidate to fuck him, she thought.
She was a honest girl who confessed her vagina had soaked, only at the thought of riding alone in the taxi, waiting feverously and impatiently for the moment her “friends’ distribution” was over, and began to plot her plan, under the effects of alcohol, a daring girl with enough courage to risk here.
The taxi driver took pretty long to get to each address, driving along avenues and street city, while she continued her plotting and intrigues. First thing first, she would start a conversation when the taxi driver and she were alone in the cab. She felt some embarrassment, though, for she had been raised within a catholic environment, marked by a strong religious faith, stocks and bonds.
In the end, her sexual desires and instinct turned out to be stronger; her natural feelings would exceed these values, definitely not being able to dominate and overcome this immorality. She had been fighting to be a modest girl but didn’t succeed, not having the will power, especially if drunk. Half an hour later, the taxi arrived to its last destination; the last buddy got off at his place.
That night she wore a blouse and sexy shorts. They were almost there and asked the cab driver if he had chewing gum or a candy to give to her, saying her mouth had become dry; something sweet would do. He was too kind, saying:“Oh, no, miss. Don’t get anything like that, sorry.”
She showed a face like a sad puppy and the cab driver guessed instantly Maria wished something more interesting than that, for the taxi driver had no sooner parked in the driveway than this passenger snapped an exquisite kiss in his cheek. The response came out quickly: he brushed her lips with hers, slid down the blouse softly and began to stroke her nipples. This had aroused Maria, as usual, getting her to the verge tempted to grab the man’s penis and put it in her wet twat. Those meaty dots in her breasts, she believed, could do a clit’s job so sensible when touched.
Her nipples were too sensible, the only stuff in her body worth touching, sucked and stroked. The cab driver would soon nibble them, she thought, and dedicate them attention. In the meantime, this guy kept kissing and touching her, more concentrated each time, until she realized they were parked in front of her place and her family would see this.
She said:
“Let’s move to another location.”
“The cab driver nodded and started the engine to drive some blocks down the street until they got to a zone with lots of trees. They got off the car determined to finish what they had begun, but this time, on the car’s engine hood. She was paying attention to the man’s beautiful eyes and lips and felt no embarrassment at all to venture and initiate this so abruptly.
She felt a massage between her thighs along with his good dick pressed against her mound. He took off her blouse to uncover the wonderful boobs. In the meantime, she was already working on the guy’s shirt slowly unbuttoned it while touching his hairy chest, the abdomen along with his back. Her soft caresses suddenly turned harsh for so much excitement. She asked his name. He replied:
“I’m Marcos. My name is Marcos.”
They had stripped off of the blouse and shirt, naked waist up, and the cab driver noticed she enjoyed contact between chest and nipples so didn’t hesitate in beginning to suck and bite them whilst stroking her vagina.