Unforgettable Indulgence With A Cabbie - Part I
Hi your loving Honey here again to narrate one of her cherished adventures. I’m 30 and single, quite sensuous and who doesn’t mind to go a little out of the way to enjoy pure bodily pleasure. Thanks for all your kind emails and your love moves me to write more about my escapades into the sensuous world. This happened a couple of years back when again there was a period when I was busy with work and hardly got any time for relaxation. I started staying with my parents and was being a goody girl too (wink!). Once my parents were planning to go to our native for 10 days or so and they had to do some shopping. I booked a cab and we were all set for the evening. I wore an orange kurthi and maroon legging. I remember admiring myself in the mirror, my well-rounded boobs thrusting out proudly in my body-hugging kurthi and the high side slits revealing the shape of my thighs and a little of my hip, like a little piece of cake. The zip at the back was speeding right down to the start of the midline of my bouncy ass. I had tied a low pony and wore my favorite antique jhumkhas adding to my homely look (if I’d use the word!). The cab came 15 min ahead and as the driver called I came out to guide him to my house. The cab was just a few steps away from our house. It moved closer and two brown sexy eyes greeted me. I got hooked to his eyes at the first look. (He felt the same, which he revealed later.) After a moment of silence, I told him that we will be ready to go shortly. He nodded and said its OK. I found myself breathing heavily as I went into my house. Oh god, the guy is so hot! He looked well-built and was dusky. And man, his eyes seemed to devour me. I was turned on. I was feeling horny but no, no time for nonsense. I warned myself not to look at him again. While we were in the cab, I could see his face in the mirror but never once he seemed to look at me. Thank god! So he is not interested in me. Hmm that’s better that way. But deep inside I felt a tinge of disappointment? I don’t know. My dad was happily chatting with him and he had his opinions on any topic my dad discussed. I was getting impressed, but suppressed all my feelings at that. Our shopping was done and we were dropped back. I felt slightly disappointed as it ended so uneventfully. Back at home, I was undressing and had just pulled up my kurthi when I got a text msg from an unknown number. “Will I get a chance to see those beautiful eyes again?” I had a doubt and checked the call list; it was my hot cabbie, wow! That was a surprise. I blushed and started pressing my boobs lying on the bed, already imagining his well built arms and chest and his dick. How would it be? Must be strong and hard but no I didn’t have the guts to reply then. But that night I went to bed nude and under my blanket fantasized about having real wild sex with my hot cabbie. After a couple of days my parents left for our native and I was alone at home. I was busy with work during the week. Then came Friday and I reached home early. The whole weekend was there but all my friends were busy and I had to while away my time just lazing and sleeping. Saturday afternoon I was on a high watching porn and reading sex stories and was longing for a bang. It’s been sometime and badly needed a fuck. I remembered my cabbie, searched his msg, took a deep breath, gathered courage and called him. Very casually I asked for a cab for three and told some destination. He asked whether he could bring a Maruthi van as his Indica is in the service station. I said that would be fine. I wore a black lace bra and lace panty and tied a blue-green chiffon sari, which made me look like a sexy peacock, over a green sleeveless silk-cotton blouse and blue in-skirt. I left my hair loose, on my ears wore shining blue danglers that touched my shoulders and left my neck bare. I left one of my thoroughly waxed shining hands naked and adorned the other with lot of bangles, blue and green to match my sari. The pallu of my transparent sari was let loose so that my cleavage, my melons and my navel were all visible. I wanted those sexy brown eyes of my cabbie to feast on me today and not leave me without getting to see not just my eyes but even more. When he called up to inform his arrival, I just cut the call and went out to cab. He was kind of frozen seeing me but he looked beyond to see whether my parents are following. I went to the front door, opened and sat next to him. He looked at me puzzled, his brown eyes widening. I told it’s just me and gave him a hottie smile and said lets go. He started the vehicle and looked at me. I said ‘I was feeling bored and thought u could take me for a long ride’. He understood and was getting excited. We started chatting casually but he was ogling at me all the while. Finally he told me that I looked beautiful and that he got attracted to me at the very first sight. He said that sari looks awesome on me. Even the gloss on lips was looking lovely. At this I just got slutty and told him, then why don’t you have it and touched his shoulder. He was already driving into an isolated road. Hearing this, he parked on the side of the road and approached me very romantically. We hugged and our eyes closed as our lips locked. We kissed so passionately, let loose our tongue into each other’s mouth. Our tongues were dancing like two snakes. I thought oooh he’s too good with his tongue and imagined it in my honey pot. Then I pushed him away with a sly smile. He said thanks for my lip gloss and laughed and started the vehicle. He drove far outside the city and into an isolated open ground. I was feeling a little scared but he assured me that he knows the place and it will be safe, that no one will come there. I trusted him and moreover I dint care at the moment.