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Title: The Lecherous Cabby and the Lustful Teen
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The early evening air was thick with a peculiar mix of smog and anticipation as the worn taxi pulled up to the curb. Inside, a grizzled, middle-aged cabby named Tom sat behind the wheel, his grey stubbleScalar the better days of his youth. Slouched in the back seat was Jess, a nubile young thing barely out of school, her ample bosom threatening to spill out of her low-cut top with every breath.

“38 quid please,” Tom grunted, eyeing Jess in the rearview mirror with a wolfish grin. The scantily clad teen fumbled in her purse, her plump lips pouting slightly. “Oh gosh, I think I’m short,” she admitted, her voice dripping with honey. “Would you happen to take credit?” She batted her long lashes at him, a coy smile playing on her lips. Tom’s gaze raked over her body, lingering on the swell of her cleavage.

He paused, considering. It wasn’t policy, but then again, it wasn’t every day he picked up a buxom little minx like this. “Tell you what,” he relented, unclipping his seatbelt and twisting around to face her. “Why don’t you come up to the front seat? Maybe we can work something out.” His voice was low and suggestive, leaving no doubt as to his intentions.

Jess obliged, sliding into the passenger seat with a giggle. The proximity only heightened the charged atmosphere in the vehicle. “What exactly did you have in mind?” she inquired, her finger tracing along Tom’s thigh. The cabby’s cock twitched to attention.

“Now listen,” Tom began, clicking his tongue, “I’m meant to be on a call in a minute, so we’ll have to be quick.” He leaned in, his hand finding her knee and beginning to creep higher. “But I bet a little hottie like you knows how to make a man happy in no time.” His fingers brushed the hem of her short skirt, and Jess shuddered with anticipation.

Casting a glance around to ensure they were alone, she reached over and unzipped Tom’s fly, fishing out his stiffening member. “Mmm, not bad,” she purred appreciatively. The cabby groaned as her soft hand enclosed his length, giving him a few teasing strokes. Biting her lip, Jess ducked her head into his lap, her warm mouth enveloping the head of his cock. Tom cursed under his breath, gripping the steering wheel.

Jess worked her lips up and down his shaft, the car rocking with each bob of her head. Without warning, Tom grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing her to take him deeper. “Fuck,” he growled, bucking his hips, “that’s it, gag on that dick.” Jess sputtered around his thickness, her throat contracting around him. Saliva dribbled down her chin as she endeavored to please him.

Just as Tom began to hit his stride, his radio crackled to life. “Unit 45, check-in.” The cabby swore viciously, reeling back as Jess popped off his cock with a wet sound. “Yeah, base, Unit 45 here,” Tom barked into the radio, struggling to regain his composure. “I’m running 5 behind, I’ve got a bit of a lady situation. Over.”

“Roger that, 45. Just keep us in the loop. Over.” The radio fell silent once more. Tom looked over at Jess, his expression dark and needing. “We don’t have much time,” he urged. “Get in the back, take your knickers off.”

Jess scrambled to obey, her skirt hitched up around her waist as she bent over the back seat, her round ass jutting out invitingly. Tom moved to stand behind her, uncaring of the passersby outside. Jess moaned as she felt the blunt head of his cock prod at her entrance. “You want this, don’t you?” the cabby taunted. “You want me to split that tight little cunt in half?”

“Yes,” Jess keened, pushing back against him. “Please, fuck me!” With a brutal thrust, Tom sheathed himself fully inside her, groaning at the exquisite tightness. Jess screamed at the sudden invasion, her pussy clenching around him. Tom began to pound into her like a man possessed, his balls slapping against her each time he hit her cervix. “Jesus Christ,” he panted, “you’re gripping me so fucking good. I’m not gonna last!”

Fresh wetness flooded Jess’s core as she got closer to her climax. “Don’t stop,” she begged, one hand dipping between her thighs to rub at her clit. “I’m gonna cum!” Her encouragement spurred Tom on, and he drove into her harder, changing his angle to hit that secret spot inside her. With a strangled cry, Jess came, her pussy spasming around his pistoning cock. Tom followed suit moments later, painting her insides with his seed.

Chest heaving, Tom pulled out, watching with satisfaction as his load dripped out of her abused hole. “Clean yourself up,” he ordered, tucking himself away. “I’ve got a fare coming.” Nodding dumbly, Jess righted her clothes and gratefully sank into the back seat once more, her legs still shaking. As Tom pulled back out onto the road, she marveled at the sordid events that had just transpired. An experience she wouldn’t soon forget.