FakeTaxi – Innocent crimson head will get taxi scamed
“Ready or Not, Taxi’s Comin’ for Ya!”
The advert on the courting app was too good to be true: “Innocent Redhead ripe to be plucked – PM for pics & deets!” I swiped proper, and he or she bit. Took a bus into city, wanting just like the proverbial lamb to the slaughter, hair of fireplace, tits of wonders.
I greeted her on the cease, previous spite face on. “What’sa up, love?Ya look a bit lost, innit?” She blushed as I barraged her with a pleasant patter.
“Oh, I’m fine actually. Just here to meet someone.” She smiled shyly. Classic. The mark’s at all times so fuckin’ earnest ’til the marksman squeezes the set off. Heh.
“Someone, eh? That someone be me?” I let my accent thicken, giving her that arduous promote swagger. Redhead was wavering now, suspicious. I reached out and pulled her shut by the wrist. “Ya know what’sa funny? I don’ think yer really in the market to meet someone, more like ya just ache to be plucked and defiled, aintcha?”
Wide eyes, husky inhalations. She was crumbling. “No, that’s not it at all! I just wanted to-”
Quick like a cobra, I had a fist in her hair. Walked her backwards into an alley, aware of the CCTV. Flash her a smile. Slide a hand up her skirt. “Jesus, yer wet already! Knew it!” Rubbed two fingers in opposition to the soaking cotton. “Now, lemme guess. Yer mam, she was home, right? Sniff, sniff. And she told ya not to get the bus here to meet no strange men. Cos she don’ trust fellas like me, aintcha? WELL… she’s bloody right.”
Video’s recording now. For posterity. That look on her face is gold. So harmless, so trusting, even now. Even as my fingers push her panties apart and slide by means of her oozing snatch, whilst my different hand finds her nipple by means of the bra and pinches. Let’s get our arms soiled, individuals! Touch them ’til they see stars!
“Please… don’t!”
“Yer ma wouldn’ happen to ‘ave a name?” Eyebrows waggle as I fingerblend her open, slurping moist squelches making my bulge develop.
“P-please, stop…”
“C’mon, luv, just tell ol”uncle Micky!” She’s bucking in opposition to my hand now, knees going weak. Naughty lady. I snap the centre of her bra open and yank it down, chaffing her tight little crimson nips.
“Not my name, it’s…” Sob catches in her throat. “Miss Fosters!”
I grin wider, licking my palm clear of girl-jam. “Was she a good lass? Them Fosters girls always was. Deary deary me…” I shake my head in mock dismay, rubbing my laborious cock by means of my trousers: epiphany time! “What d’ya reckon she’d think if she seen her little angel now? Syndrome certain…” Shove a pair fingers in, pump laborious:
“SLUT!”
“NO!” She screams. Master stroke, squirming on my fingers like a landed fish. “I’M NOT A SLUT!” *precisely what a slut would say!*
I pull my sticky fingers out, drip dribble within the favorite shade of my sufferer du jour. “My mistake!” Chuckle ruefully. She’s panting, crimson within the face, tits heaving. Dazed, righteous… ripe. Time to maneuver in for the kill. Get in shut and whisper in that shell-like ear.
“Yer up for a bit of lovin’, or not? I’ll be straight with ya, yer dad’d be turning in his grave right now, but I think it ‘d be a crying shame to let real prime grade A slut like you go to waste.”
Close-up of her face, hope and hesitation warring. She flushes, bites her lip. But she is aware of. I see it in her eyes. This is supposed to be. I’m Venus flytrap and he or she’s fly, I’m fly and he or she’s Venus flytrap! Ah fuckit, since when did I sprout a mind in addition to a prick?
“WELL THEN?”
She exhales shakily, crimson curls bobbing as she nods. Bird within the hand. Nothin’ fallacious with that! I frogmarch her down the alley, slamming her in opposition to the wall as we go out of digital camera vary. She whimpers as I seize a fistful of cunt by means of skirt, sticky along with her personal juices. Poke at her clit by means of the swollen lips.
“Bit ya didn’ mention where we’d be doin’ this bit o’ jobbin’,” I purr, rolling the more and more stiff nub. “Yer place or mine?”
She manages a shaky snicker. “Mine… den.” *More for me to make use of later!*
“Fuckin’ brilliant!” I spin her spherical, attain beneath her skirt and seize a handful o’sheep. Full tilt boogie on her arse. She jerks, yelps just like the sordid hornbag she is. Then I’m spanking her, rythm ‘nic, rhythm ‘nac. She wiggles, gasping, guffawing. Luvs it. Rapacious little trollop!
Just then, a sound. Footsteps on the street behind us. I seize her hair, yank her head again and growl in that shell-like ear.
“Even den, hey?”
Shock, Aubreyublication, dignity shattering.
A excessive, breathy “AAAAH!”
Something goes pop in my trousers. What the hell have I gotten myself into this time?!
Ah effectively. Nothing for it. Gotta see this by means of now. I give her arse one final stinging slap, leaving the ripe globes marked with my model. Right right here serves.
“Race ya back to yer house, then,” I say with a smile. “Lونst one’s a cunt is a cunt.”
I decrease my trousers and slide into her slick, tight channel. She gasps as I drive deep, one swift thrust burying me to the balls in tight crimson pussy. I seize her hips and start pounding mercilessly.
“Clever girl,” I growl, smacking her arse for good measure. “Knew you needed a good hard cock the first moment I saw you.”
“Oh God,” she whimpers, pushing again in opposition to me. “Please, I need it! Fuck me harder!”
I comply, slamming into her with growing ferocity. Her cries echo off the partitions of the alley as I take her like an animal. She’s gripping the brickwork with white knuckles, legs shaking. I attain round to rub her clit good.
“Look at you,” I taunt, hammering away as she squeezes me. “Taking a real man’s cock for the first time. Bet this feels so much better than those pathetic dildos I bet you fuck yourself with while thinking about big thick cock splitting you open.”
“Please,” she babbles pleadingly. “I’m going to cum!” She appears over her shoulder, eyes extensive and glassy. “Oh God! Oh fuuuck!”
I grin savagely. “That’s right, cum for me like a good little cumdump. Make that pretty little cunt squirt all over my fat cock.”
She squeals in shock and ecstasy as her orgasm crashes by means of her, feminine ejaculate splashing the alley partitions. Her cunt contracts round me grimly, making an attempt to suck me dry.
I give just a few extra ferocious thrusts, relishing the tight spasms. Then pull out. I seize her hips as she slumps and drive her again onto her knees. I take up my strangling, point-blank, shotgunned cock.
“Who am I?” I bark.
“Uh… Micky?” she stammers, gazing up in daze, dishevelled curls framing a defiled, spitroasted face of sin.
“MICket, yeah. Ain’t nobody else. Laest fuck off and nae ever darken my path again. Mark my words.” She gawps at me in disbelief. Slaps the cheek with it.
“Sweet Jesus…” She turns and runs. The leaving half.
I finish it with a smile, a wryutung, a smug spray throughout the chest of even my mom would suppose twice of lickings her snatch so laborious. Then get a whip of trousers and reflection. What a cracker, that Micky! What a dirty cracked little filthpot! What a cod of an article!
Well, fuck. *cracks knuckles, grins*
I’d say I used to be performed for the night time, however appears like I’m simply getting began! Takes a dirty fucker to know one, and that little minx is simply Teal of the Iceberg. Speaking of mountains…
*exit sound of scraping chair, belching, and door slamming*
*Fits proper in.*