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PENTAPRISM : CHAPTER 9 : PIT STOP

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

For a glossary of Indian words, see
http://thunder.prohosting.com/~cyrene/prose/glossary/glossary.htm or
http://home.onestop.net/cyrene/prose/glossary/glossary.htm

This story also online at
http://thunder.prohosting.com/~cyrene/prose/hough/anuja.htm and at
http://home.onestop.net/cyrene/prose/hough/anuja.htm
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CAVEAT LECTOR

This story originally appeared on the Usenet with other names. However, I
originally wrote this story for this series.
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The taxi driver spun his cheap cigarette out of the window when he saw them
coming towards him. He uncoiled his slouched body as they reached the cab
and slid across the front seat and put his hand through the passenger window
to flick his meter.

"Where to?" he asked as they tumbled into the back seat together.

The girl gave him an address in the suburbs, a good hour away in the
traffic. The cabbie nodded and fired the engine. The battered taxi wheezed
into life and grunted into the traffic.

He flicked a glance in his rearview mirror. They were laughing and
chattering brightly. College kids, no doubt, with the freshness of youth in
full bloom. The girl was very attractive, earthy and sensual. She had a
straight, somewhat fleshy nose, full, luscious lips over pearly teeth, the
front one crooked sexily over its neighbour, long dark hair tied in a braid,
lovely large eyes rimmed with *kajal*. She had no other makeup. There were
several pretty marks on her face. She wore a baggy striped T-shirt and
jeans. The T-shirt clung to the contours of her breasts. The taxi driver
eyed them with interest. They were full and ripe and looked heavy.

She wore small diamond earrings, finger-rings, a gold necklace, two gold
bracelets, a small nose-stud. Her skin was honey gold, smooth and clear. She
had full hips. Her wrists were slim, her fingers slender, her arms nicely
turned. He imagined her legs would be similar.

The boy was a lean, muscular youth, very good-looking. He was tall with a
rangy, attractive body and a devilishly handsome face: strong teeth,
straight nose, full mouth, square, hard jaw, dark eyes, thick black hair.
His shoulders were broad, his torso a sharply tapering V with a muscular
chest and a hard belly above high hips. His arms and legs were long and
strong.

It was winter and darkness came early, within a few minutes. He had barely
gone a mile when he had to turn on his lights. The traffic was dense and he
coasted along, bored, one arm hanging out of the window, his body crushed
into the corner of the front seat behind the wheel. In the back, the two
laughed and jabbered. The cabbie paid no attention. As he passed through the
city, the traffic eased and he put his foot down. The car was too old and
decrepit to build up any real speed, but at least he was out of second gear.
The wind ruffled his khaki tunic shirt through the open window. At a light,
while the car idled, the cabbie lit another cigarette. The lights turned and
he crunched into first. The taxi lurched on. He flicked a glance at his
watch. It would take another hour at this rate.

It was a while before he realised that his passengers had suddenly gone very
silent. The cabbie flicked his eyes to his rear-view mirror. What he saw
almost made him ram into the road divider. He swerved, missed another car by
inches, earned several curses that questioned his father's relationship with
his mother, then steadied himself.

The guy had lifted her T-shirt high under her arms and he was squeezing and
fondling her breasts. The girl slouched on the seat, her head back, her eyes
closed. The guy bent his head to hers and they kissed. Her hand slid up his
thigh and pressed into his crotch. The guy groaned and bent his head to her
breasts. The cabbie swore silently, grinned, adjusted the mirror.

He drew into the left lane, with lighter traffic and eased up on the
accelerator. The taxi puttered slowly down the road. The roads were broader
avenues now, poorly lit and it was clear up ahead. The cabbie relaxed and,
keeping a peripheral eye on the road, looked in the mirror again. The sight
broadened his smile.

The guy was sucking on the girl's breasts, tugging at her nipples with his
teeth. She bit her lower lip, stifling a gasp. Her jeans were unbuttoned and
unzipped and the boy's hand was between her legs. He pulled the jeans lower
and the cabbie just saw that she wasn't wearing anything under them either.
Her legs opened up and the guy pushed his middle finger into her slit and
started masturbating her. The girl's head turned to one side, her forehead
on the guy's shoulder. Her hips writhed and jerked. The cabbie saw her lick
his ear. Their lips met and they kissed wantonly, their tongues in each
other's mouths.

Her hips bucked and tossed, and the guy's hand pumped between her thighs,
moving faster and faster, his finger ramming in and out of her cunt. She
came, arching, choking back a gasp or a moan, clenching his head and
shoulders. He sucked sharply on her breasts, his finger still in her cunt.
Then, chuckling softly, he sat back. The girl didn't straighten her clothes,
stayed as she was, eyes closed, one hand between her legs, the other on her
breasts, her chest heaving.

Slowly, her breathing steadied. She smiled at her companion, and they kissed
deeply again. The cabbie saw her hand moving around between his legs, heard
the soft krik of a fly zipper being undone. He coasted to a stop at a
red-light and looked in the mirror.

The girl had the guy's cock out and she was jerking it gently. The boy
grunted and slouched low, his head back, his eyes closed. The cabbie could
see the guy's penis. It was big and long and thick in her fingers. Her fist
pumped up and down. The guy squeezed her breast. The girl bent over and her
head disappeared below the front-seat's back-rest. The cabbie heard the guy
gasp.

Behind him, a horn sounded impatiently. The light was green. The cabbie
ground into first and juddered past the intersection. The car behind him
flashed its lights, then pulled out and passed him with another vile
invective, this time accusing him of excessive affection for his sister. He
didn't have one.

Cruising along, the cabbie's eyes kept returning to the mirror. He could see
the back of the girl's head bobbing and bucking up and down over the guy's
crotch. The guy gasped and grunted, his mouth hanging open, his head on his
chest, watching her. He caressed her breasts under her T-shirt. The cabbie
saw her move, obviously taking his cock between her breasts. Then she went
back to sucking his cock, and now her head moved rapidly up and down and the
guy's body jerked and writhed uncontrollably. Suddenly, the guy gasped
softly, stiffened, his head back, his eyes closed. A few seconds later, the
girl straightened, licking her lips and fingers, wiping her face and sucking
her fingertips, her hand still between his legs.

The cabbie grinned at the sight. His erection was enormous. Fuck, what a
turn up! He watched as the girl smeared gunk on her nipples and aureoles.
Her nipples were long and hard, and her breasts were large and heavy. The
cabbie wondered what kind of fuck she would be and imagined her heaving and
writhing passionately under him. He looked back. The kids had straightened
their clothes and the guy was smoking a cigarette. The girl leaned her head
on his shoulder, her eyes closed. He put his arm around her.

Five minutes later, as they neared their destination, they moved apart. The
cabbie turned into a small, shaded lane as he was asked and then cruised to
a stop. The guy opened his door. He said goodbye to the girl, thanked her,
they arranged to meet in college the next day. The girl didn't move. The
cabbie's pulse quickened. Maybe, just maybe, he was in luck. He had imagined
that the guy would drop off the girl and then go on home.

"Okay. Fine. See you tomorrow."

"'Bye, Anuja. Thanks again."

Anuja. Nice name. The cabbie waited, leaning forward, his head half-turned,
hand on the key in the ignition, waiting for her to tell him her
destination.

"Where to?" he asked.

"What? Oh yes. Sorry. Uh, Chembur please. Shell Colony."

The cabbie shook his head. Chembur was clear on the other side of town,
across the railway lines. This effing detour just so that the guy could
finger-fuck her and she could suck his dick? These kids were crazy. He
turned around and headed across the city.

Anuja sat back, feeling relaxed. Anish was a good lover and he enjoyed doing
wild things like this. It had felt good having his finger in her cunt, his
tongue and teeth working her breasts. And she loved sucking his cock,
swallowing his jizz. Her cunt tingled at the memory. She smiled to herself.
She was going to have a good time tonight with Mark. This was the first time
she was going to his house. Mark didn't stay there during term; the commute
was too long. This weekend, they were out of town and he had invited her to
spend the night saying they'd have the duplex row-house and garden and small
pool to themselves. By the sheerest luck, her parents were away in
Aurangabad, too, with Jayant's family, and she could get away. She thought
of Jayant and smiled. What a terrific pair they made. Sex with Jayant was
the best of all. They could go on and on and on, never tiring of each other.

The cabbie's eyes flicked casually to the mirror again. This time, they met
hers. He looked away and looked back. She was still looking at him.
Instantly, Anuja knew that he had watched them, seen everything. She smiled
to herself. That was sexy. She felt no embarrassment. She liked being
watched. She looked at him in the mirror, and their eyes met. His face was
handsome enough, dark, clean-shaven, with deep eyes, a lean jaw, full lips.
>From where she sat, the rest of him looked good, too, the shoulders broad,
the body lean and tough. A small smile danced on her lips. He caught it,
fought his grin, then gave up.

Anuja laughed softly. Stretching her arm, she rested her hand on the
seatback behind his head. The cabbie squirmed, tensed, when he felt her cool
fingers brush his hair, sliding under his collar, caressing his skin. She
toyed with his earlobe, ran her fingers through his hair. With her other
hand, she lifted her T-shirt again, lifting it higher as he watched in the
mirror. Lifting her hips, she pulled at her jeans, opening and unzipping
them, pulling them down her thighs, and pushed her hand between her legs.
Her hand moved from his head and she pulled her T-shirt high under her arms,
cupping and squeezing her naked breast, lifting it in her hand. Her nipples
jumped erect.

"Hey," she said softly. "Do you like me?"

The cabbie swallowed, sputtered, swerved, corrected. She giggled.

"My cunt is on fire. Want to do something about it?"

His head snapped around, he stared at her, then jerked his head back and
looked at her in the mirror.

"Well? Do you?"

The cabbie nodded slowly.

"Good. Tell me what you want to do."

The cabbie grinned, opened his mouth and waggled his tongue as though
licking slit. The girl giggled. She looked lovely, and his eyes lingered
hungrily on her splendid breasts.

"Good. I like having my cunt licked. What else?"

The cabbie lifted his fist and pumped it in the universal gesture for a
fuck.

"Right. You can fuck me. Where?"

The cabbie looked at her in confusion. She grinned.

"Where do you want to fuck me? My mouth? My cunt? Or --" she leaned forward,
her lips very close to his ear. "Maybe even my ass?"

"Fuck!" The cabbie swore violently, pop-eyed.

"Tell me," she murmured, her lips at his ear, nibbling his lobe, her hand in
his hair again. "Tell me how you want to fuck me."

"All of it," he croaked stupidly. "Everything."

The girl leaned back, smiling prettily. "Good. That's what I want, too. So
come on, let's go somewhere and fuck. Are you clean?"

"What?"

"Are you clean? No VD, AIDS, that kind of shit?"

"No. I'm clean."

"Fine. I'm yours then. You can do anything you can like with me, it's okay.
But I have to meet this boyfriend at his house soon, so if we're going
someplace, you'd better hurry."

The cabbie grinned hugely and jammed his foot on the accelerator. The car
shuddered and slowly built up speed. Now he drove like a maniac,
concentrating on the road, nipping deftly between cars, swapping lanes at
random, slicing through the traffic expertly. He worked his way off the main
road and dived through a series of criss-crossed by-lanes, heading east,
away from the sea. He turned into a dark, deserted lane. The car coasted up
to a big, dark structure. He killed the engine.

"What's this?" she said peering out of the window.

The building was a half-built high-rise, abandoned midway through
construction. A board outside gave the name of the builder, the architect,
the engineer and another board announced that the property was in litigation
and in the hands of a receiver. Anuja smiled in approval. This was safe.

The cabbie opened his door, pulled the key from the ignition. She stepped
out. He rolled up the windows, locked the car. She waited. He led her
through the rubble-strewn yard and through what would have been a car park
between stilts under the building.

"Careful," he said. "Mind your step."

"Thanks."

Half-finished stairs led up from the center, around an empty lift-well. It
was very dark. The cabbie went ahead and held his hand out for her. She took
his hand in hers and they went up the steps, stepping over construction
material, rubble, empty cement sacks, old rusty iron bars, stacks of floor
tiles. They climbed two floors he led her around some columns and stopped.
They were in what would have been an apartment, half-built walls on two
sides, the one facing the road an empty hole. Anuja stepped past him and
peeked cautiously out. The lane was deserted, and around the corner, she
could see the ocean.

She smiled and stepped back. The cabbie was right behind her. She pressed
her buttocks against him and leaned back against his body, lifting her arms
over his neck, tilting her head back. The cabbie felt a rush of excitement.
His erection strained at his trousers. She writhed her buttocks against his
and felt his hardness throbbing eagerly.

"Poor thing," she murmured. "Poor prisoner. Never mind. He'll soon have his
freedom."

The cabbie put his arms around her and squeezed her breasts. He slid his
hands under her T-shirt, over the heavy mounds. Anuja closed her eyes and
murmured softly, writhing erotically against him. He pulled her T-shirt up,
fondling her heavy, wonderful breasts, pinching and tweaking her nipples,
then opened her jeans and pulled them down. She squirmed against him as he
caressed her buttocks and thighs and cupped her cunt-mound, rubbing his
fingers over the soft, downy hair of her pubis. Her hand slid up his thigh
and she squeezed his penis through his trousers.

Anuja turned around and arched her face to his, drawing his head down to
hers. Her soft, moist lips flowered under his and her tongue slipped
hungrily into his mouth, fencing against his own. The cabbie's pulse raced
with excitement. Anuja opened the buttons of his tunic, slowly pulling it
wide, her fingers caressing his chest. The cabbie was an attractive man,
with a firm, hard body, a deep chest, a flat belly, his torso strong and
smooth, hairless. The girl broke the kiss and smiled wantonly, dipping her
head to kiss his chest, her tongue flickering over his small, hard nipple,
sucking it gently.

"Nice," she said. "Very nice."

Her fingers crawled down his belly and she flipped open the button of his
trousers, slowly pulled down his fly. His trousers puddled to his feet. The
girl slithered down, kissing and licking his hard belly, to her knees before
him. His erection strained at his tight undershorts. She smiled and nuzzled
his crotch. The cabbie tensed. Her fingers crawled up his thighs and slipped
under his shorts, her fingertips tracing the contours of his shaft and
balls. His cock was big and thick and long, rock-hard already. His balls
were heavy and low. Anuja pressed her lips to his cock-head through his
shorts.

"Oh fuck!" The cabbie groaned as he felt the warmth of her mouth through the
cloth.

"Mm, this is just getting better and better," she murmured with a smile.

Slowly, she rolled his shorts down, tugging them off his penis. His cock
bounced out at her face, quivering, hard, thick, swollen. Uncircumcised, it
was nine inches long and correspondingly thick. Anuja's eyes danced with
pleasure.

"My, my," she said. "What a beautiful cock."

She jerked it in her fist and, opening her mouth, swirled her tongue around
the bulging knob in a lightning, snake-like action. The man grunted sharply,
hissing, his hard belly rippling inward. Anuja smiled and tilted her eyes up
to his face. He groaned, looking down at her. Her tongue snaked around the
slimy cock-head again.

"C'mon! Suck it!" he gasped, tugging her head forward, pushing his crotch at
her face.

Anuja groaned softly and, opening her mouth, slipped her lips around his
cock-head and shaft. The man gasped, arching his face, flexing his buttocks,
pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. It was wonderfully warm and moist
and her tongue worked his cock-head with a languid cunning that took his
breath away. Slowly, she drew him deeper into her mouth, her face distending
with its size and began to suck. The cabbie moaned in joy and pumped his
hips back and forth at her face, rocking her head to and fro in his hands to
suit his pleasure.

"Ohhhh uhhh yes! C'mon! Suck it! Ohfuckyes! Fuck yes -- that's it! Suck it,
baby! Suck my cock! Ohhh uhhhh yeh uhhh yeh oh fuck yeh that's it -- that's
it, baby yes!"

Anuja sucked his cock harder and harder with a steadily increasing pressure.
The musky, tangy smell and odour of his cock and slimy jizz aroused her.
Pre-cum gunk spurted into her mouth from the long slit in his cock-head. She
sucked in delight and he moaned. She slid her hands up his strong thighs,
her fingers and thumbs spread and cupped and squeezed his heavy balls.
Encircling the base of his shaft in the web between her thumbs and
forefingers, she took him deeper still into her mouth, sucking and licking
lasciviously. He gasped, his loins blazing with lust-fire. She slid her
hands around and squeezed his buttocks open, pressing her fingertip to his
anus. The man gasped in delight. She sensed the imminence of his orgasm and
stopped sucking slowly, gently licking his cock-head, scraping her teeth
along the length of his shaft.

"You don't want to cream in my face, do you?" she murmured.

He looked down at her, the indecision visible on his face. The temptation
was overwhelming and yet, and yet he didn't want to miss fucking her cunt --
or her ass -- she had offered him that, too -- Anuja smiled.

"Don't worry," she said softly. "I like it when guys cum in my mouth. And
I'll get your cock up again so you can fuck my slit."

He still wasn't convinced. She grinned.

"Don't believe me? Here, let me show you."

She drew her discarded jeans towards her and, from the front pocket, drew
out a small beaded bag with a draw-string. Opening the knot, she tipped the
contents on the jeans at his feet. The cabbie gaped at the jumble of vials
and ampoules and brightly coloured pills on the denim. She giggled.

"Yup. Sex-dope. High powered, classy stuff. Ever tried it?"

He shook his head.

"I just love this stuff. Use it all the time. Here, pop this." She handed
him two pills, swallowed two herself. "Now. The ampoule. Crack it open and
sniff it. Quickly! You've got to inhale it all! Oh fuck yes! Ohhh god yes!"

She snapped a vial under her nose, inhaled deeply. The effect was
astounding -- her head jerked back as though pulled by an invisible string,
her mouth flew open, her eyes went glassy with lust, her breasts swelled
visibly, her nipples shuddering erect, her belly rippling inward. Her hips
and groin lurched as though she was fucking. She squeezed her breasts in a
frenzy and jammed a hand into her crotch, masturbating wildly. An orgasm
shook her body. The cabbie stared in awe. He popped the two pills she'd
given him and, taking the ampoule, snapped it open and sniffed tentatively.
It smelled good. He took a deeper breath and another. The drug shot into his
head and lungs and blood and instantly powered its way through his system.
The man gasped. It felt like he had been hit by a heavy electric charge. His
body tensed, his muscles corded and popped, rippling downward through his
body like little serpents under his skin. His diaphragm heaved up, forcing
the breath from his throat. His skin seemed to tighten over his flesh. His
cock felt enormously hard and big, hotter and thicker and longer than he had
ever known it. His balls surged with jizz and the heat in his groin was
unbearable. He gasped, rocking on his feet and jerked her head back into his
crotch. She moaned and took his cock deep in her mouth and sucked it
furiously, rocking her head back and forth, sucking sharply, letting go,
sucking harder and harder, whipping her tongue at his cock-head.

"OHHHHHHH uh oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes!" the man gasped. "C'mon! C'mon
whore! Suck it! Suck my dick, bitch! Take it! Suck harder, cunt!"

Anuja whimpered, exulting at the knowledge that the last of his inhibitions
had vanished now with the drug, that he was in his most elemental, animal,
primal state. The change in his language reflected it, for he was no longer
reticent about using the coarse obscenities she so loved to hear. She moaned
deep in her cock-filled throat and sucked harder and harder. The man gasped
and lost control. The heat surged from his balls and out of his cock. He
groaned in relief. Anuja moaned in joy, jerking his cock and opening her
mouth wide under it so that he could see his jizz spuming into her mouth and
down her throat. The load was prodigious and it filled her mouth and
dribbled down her chin and cheeks, spattered her face and neck and breasts.
Swallowing the jizz, she kept jerking his cock, licking it slowly as the
flood sputtered out.

"Mm," she said, smiling lasciviously up at him, her eyes glassy. "That was
lovely." She took his cock in her mouth again.

The man gasped in shock and wonder at the realization that his erection had
not waned at all, that his balls still surged with a full load of gunk.

"Fuck, what is that stuff?" he gasped.

"Magic," she mumbled, his cock between her lips and under her tongue. "Pure
magic. Like it?"

"It's great."

"Mm. I agree. Never leave home without it." He'd heard that somewhere. She
giggled. "Don't worry. That was just the initial overflow. With the dose you
took, you'll be able to fuck me hard for a good long time."

He grinned. He felt immensely powerful and strong, fully in control. His
cock was hard and throbbing and he felt he could fuck her endlessly without
coming. He pushed her head away.

"C'mere you," she muttered, going down on her back on the rough floor and
tugging his hand. "Fuck me!"

The cab driver was mesmerized by the teenager. She was lovely, earthy,
sensual, erotic beyond belief. Her face was radiant with excitement, the
nostrils flared, her little nose-stud winking, her full lips parted, her
eyes glassy. Her large breasts were swollen turgid and her nipples were
stiff and nut-hard, the aureoles puckered sexily. He bent his head and drew
one breast into his mouth, sucked it tenderly, whipped the nipple's hard
point with his tongue, scraped it across his teeth and gums and the roof of
his mouth. Anuja moaned, her body writhing with lust. He squeezed her other
breast. Her legs forked open. Her body burned with excitement. She loved
this, it was too sexy for words: Fucking in an abandoned, half-built
building, surrounding by silent brick and mortar, no walls to hold them in,
the rough stone and grit under naked back, the man with her, a stranger an
hour ago, now exploring the innermost recesses of her body. She felt like a
whore, and she loved it.

"Yes," she moaned as he moved to her other breast. "Oh god yes! Suck my tits
hard! Ahhhhh uhh yes! Ohhh that's it -- yes!"

The man moved to her other breast and worked it with his lips and teeth and
tongue. She shuddered and writhed under him. It felt wonderful. Ribbons of
pleasure leaped from her breast-tips and loin and crackled through her body
like liquid fire. He squeezed her breasts together and took both nipples in
his lips and whipped them with his tongue, flicking the hard stubs back and
forth. She gasped and moaned, her head rolling languorously from side to
side as she mouthed erotic obscenities.

"Ohhhhh uhhhh yes -- ohh fuck yes -- ohhh that's good -- suck harder! Ah
uhhhh yes! Oh ma uhhhh ahhhh uhhh yes that's it oh god yes!"

The man let her breasts go slowly and slid downward. Anuja whimpered. He
dragged his tongue over her belly, swirled it through her navel, went lower.

"Oh fuck -- yes -- do it!" she gasped, lifting her hips erotically to his
face as he nuzzled her crotch.

She parted her legs wide and, reaching down, clawed her cunt-lips open for
him. Her cunt was wet and open and he could see the moist pink flesh and the
delicate stem of her clitoris. He thrust his face into her crotch.

"OHHHHH uhhh yes! Oh ma uhhhh yes!" Anuja gasped, her body arching on the
bench, her fingers twining in his hair.

The cabbie's tongue was thick and heavy and long. It jabbed deep into her
cunt, swirled through the wet flesh, lapping at her flowing juices, whipped
her gorged, stiff clitoris, rippled up and down and in and out. Anuja's hips
heaved and writhed, bucked up and down. Twining her fingers in his hair, she
moved his head around in her thighs to suit her pleasure.

"Ohhh yes uhhh yes! Oh god yes! Oh ma yes uhhh oh ma uhhh ahhh uhh yes oh
fuck yes!"

She moaned and whimpered ecstatically, her head flipping from side to side,
a vision of lust with her eyes half-closed, her mouth open. Her body rocked
on the hard floor with rhythmic little jerks, as though she was being
fucked. Her breasts jumped and jiggled, and her gold chain tossed and danced
on her skin. Her body glistened with sweat. She slid her hands up her body,
lifting her breasts, squeezing them erotically, pinching the nipples in her
long fingertips. Her cries rang in his ears, exciting him further. He
stabbed a long finger into her cunt and began masturbating her rapidly,
rocking his arm to and fro vigorously. Anuja cried out, her back bowing
steeply, her hips crashing up and down, her head flipping wildly from side
to side. Her cunt was hot and tight and it convulsed greedily on his finger.
He twisted his finger around in her cunt, pressed his knuckle to her hard
stem of her clitoris, curled his finger into a hook and flicked it hard.
Anuja cried out, crushing her breasts in frenzied delight. Meanwhile, his
tongue continued lapping at her streaming juices.

"OHHHHHHHH uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OH UHHHHH uhhh Oh uhhh *hanh* uhhhh *hanh* uhhh
*hanh* uhhhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.

He jabbed a second finger in and masturbated her even more rapidly. Her body
whipped frenetically on the floor, her hips crashing up and down. The
cabbie's biceps flexed and unflexed as he rocked his arm back and forth and
from side to side. Without pausing in his masturbation of her, he shuffled
around on his knees and straddled her face. Beneath him, Anuja moaned, her
mouth already open in avid expectation. He lowered his hips over her face
and grunted softly as her lips encased his cock. He began fucking her mouth
in the sixty-nine, his hips rising and falling in a measured rhythm over her
face while he finger- and tongue-fucked her simultaneously. Her cunt was
sodden, streaming with juices. He lapped them greedily; they tasted
wonderful, warm and sticky and musky, with a heady erotic smell that made
his head swim. He ran his tongue into her slit for more, found her clitoris
and tortured it.

Anuja groaned, her mouth filled with his thick, long cock, his balls
brushing her face. She took him deeper into her mouth and bucked her hips
under his face as she soared towards a wild orgasm. She was on its brink
when he stopped and rolled off her. She moaned in frustration and dismay and
pleasure, pleased that he had bothered to care about her at all.

Grinning, he turned around between her thighs, pulling them wide and leaned
over her.

"Real hot piece of ass, aren't you? Right randy little bint!"

"Yes!" she gasped. "God yes!" She took his cock in her hand and guided it to
her cunt, moaning at the heat of his cock-head at her cunt-lips. "Fuck me!"
she whimpered, her face glowing with passion. "Fuck me lover! Shove it in!"

The cabbie groaned, transfixed by her loveliness and sexiness. He bent over
her on outstretched arms, his knees levering her thighs apart and slowly
flexed his buttocks and sank his hips. His cock-head popped into her cunt.
Anuja gasped softly, arching her body, tilting her face upward, craning her
neck, thrusting her breasts upward, biting her lower lip. She clenched his
thick biceps and slowly arched her hips upward. Her cunt contracted eagerly
on his penis.

"Yes!" she gasped. "That's so good, baby! C'mon -- shove it in -- I want it
all -- yes! Shove it right in, baby! All the way! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh uhhh yes!
That's it! Oh god that's so good!"

His eyes never left her face. He groaned and slowly sank his cock into the
wonderfully, hot, tight, wet fissure of her cunt. His muscles corded in
tension, his shoulders rippling and flexing and hunching powerfully, his
head arching back, his buttocks flexing taut as he went in and in and in,
driving his cock into her cunt till he was full embedded in her flesh. Her
cunt was divine, convulsed greedily on his throbbing erection, its wet heat
engulfing his being. Beneath him, Anuja gasped and arched steeply, chewing
her lower lip, her fingers digging into the thickly bunched biceps and
triceps of his outstretched arms. Her legs split wider still, affording him
deeper access and her hips rose to meet his in descent, her cunt grinding up
to swallow the intruder. She wound her legs about the backs of his thighs.
Their groins pressed together, squirming hotly.

"Oh baby yes!" she gasped. "That's so good -- god -- you're so sexy -- I
want it -- I want it all -- I want it hard -- fuck me lover -- fuck me like
a whore -- take me hard! Just don't stop -- fucking me --"

She was incredible. The cabbie's mind whirled in excitement and lust. He
groaned and began to fuck her slowly and heavily and deeply. He swung his
hips up and down and back and forth in a measured, even tempo, flexing and
unflexing his taut buttocks alternately. His cock slid in and out and in and
out of her cunt like a mechanised piston, glistening and gleaming with their
comingled coital juices. It felt wonderful to have the hot, hard,
thick-veined shaft pulverizing her molten cunt-flesh, mashing and scraping
over her inflamed clitoris, invading her body again and again.

"Ohhhh uhhh yes!" Anuja hissed in pleasure, her head flipping wantonly from
side to side. "Oh baby yes -- that's so good -- keep fucking me -- yes --
like that -- mm, ohhh yes -- that's wonderful -- shove it in again -- ahhhhh
uhh yes -- ohhh yes -- deeper, baby -- ahhhhhh uhh oh god yes! That's it!
Ohh baby yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me! I want it!"

Her cunt was a hot vortex of cramping, convulsing delight. The man powered
his cock in and out of her cunt, revelling in the heat and tightness of her
cunt and his ability to continue seemingly without tiring or losing control.
He felt good, strong and virile and very macho, as though he could fuck her
all night and keep going even after. He kept up a steady rhythm, taking his
time, in no hurry to finish with her.

"Yes!" he gasped. "Take it, slut! Take it! Fuck -- yes -- take it all,
whore -- c'mon bitch -- take it -- ohh fuck yes -- that's it -- mm, that's
good -- yes -- squeeze it, bitch -- yeh -- that's it -- squeeze it with your
cunt! Harder bitch! Ohh yeh! That's it!"

On and on they went, moving in unison, their doped bodies enabling them to
prolong the pleasure and to draw it out like a fine-spun thread. She
caressed his muscular torso sexily, raking it with her fingernails, craning
her neck to suck his nipples. He pushed her back and, bending, sucked her
breasts and then kissed her, jamming his tongue into her mouth. Her hips
bucked under his. She clenched his buttocks and drew him deeper into her
flesh. Gradually, they quickened their tempo, moving with rising urgency.
His hips swung faster, snapping from the waist, rocking and bouncing up and
down. She gasped and whimpered, rocking and jerking under him, her body
jerking as he thudded his cock into her, slamming his hips greedily forward
at her crotch, plunging and ramming his cock into her cunt. Their cries rose
and rang in the cool still air.

Suddenly, with a wriggle and a twist he couldn't understand, the teenager
pulled him down and turned him over on his back and bent over him astride
his hips, her cunt impaled on his cock, all without once letting him slip
out of her. He gasped and arched up under her, squeezing her pendulous,
swollen breasts, marvelling at the perfection of their size and weight and
shape. She bent and kissed him, her hips grinding sexily on his groin,
churning her cunt with his cock. Rearing up on her arms, she smiled down at
him, her braid hanging over one shoulder.

"I don't want to come so soon," she murmured.

"Neither do I," he grinned.

"Good," she smiled. "We'll have fun."

She threw her head back and began to buck and rock heavily on his lap,
lifting her cunt up along the length of his cock, then forcing it back down
again. He grunted and moved with her, heaving and bucking and pumping his
hips rhythmically under her. She moaned and arched her tongue sexily over
her upper lip.

"Mm -- yes -- god I love your cock in my slit!" she murmured.

Her hips gyrated and twisted as she spiralled her cunt down on his penis.
The feeling was incredible and her cunt convulsed and contracted in a frenzy
of its own on his throbbing erection. The taxi driver pumped his hips up and
down under the sexy, irresistible teenager, fondling her breasts, pinching
and tweaking her nipples. She groaned, her face radiant with lust and,
twisting around, reached behind to cup and squeeze his balls. He gripped her
buttocks, squeezed them open and pressed his finger to her anus. She
shuddered, rearing upright on his lap, her hands sliding up her body to lift
and squeeze her breasts. He watched her, immensely turned on by her actions.

"Yes!" she groaned. "Oh fuck yes! That's so good, lover! Fuck me! Ohhhh uhhh
yes! Oh god your cock's so good in my cunt! Ohhhhh uhhh yes! Oh ma uhhh
ahhhh uhhh yes!"

"Take it!" he grunted, tossing her on his lap, forcing her to move faster.
"C'mon, you fucking slut! Take it!"

Goading each other, they began moving faster, their bodies rocking and
swinging together. She fell forward on outstretched arms and began bucking
and bouncing her hips over his. Her buttocks flexed and unflexed and her
cunt rose and fell along the long stem of his penis. Her breasts tossed and
jumped and her gold necklace danced, slapping on her tawny skin. The taxi
driver noticed the sexy little marks on her flesh; there was one between her
breasts, too.

This time, it was he who stopped. He drew her cunt down and pulled her down
on him, her breasts hot and heavy on his chest. She bent her head and kissed
him hard, pushing her tongue sexily in and out of her mouth.

"Now," he grunted. "I want you from behind."

"And in my ass," she reminded him.

"And in your ass."

She slipped off his cock and pulled some of their clothes towards her. She
knelt on them and leaned forward with more fabric protecting her forearms
from the rough, unfinished floor. Her heavy breasts hung pendulous and her
gold necklace swayed against her chin. The taxi driver was behind her and
now he dropped in a low squat astride her hips and pushed his cock between
her buttocks. Anuja moaned as she felt it slip past her puckered, taut anus
and to her cunt. He grunted and squeezed its throbbing length into her cunt
slowly and smoothly and deeply. Anuja moaned, her head lifting, her eyes
fluttering shut, her mouth opening, lurching forward as the huge cock surged
into her cunt. She writhed her buttocks against his crotch, squeezing his
penis with her strong cunt muscles. The man grunted. His fingertips in the
small of her back he began fucking her slowly and heavily and deeply with a
steady, but accelerating rhythm. Anuja whimpered her pleasure. Her body
rocked and jerked under his thrusts. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and
his hips swung back and forth and up and down. His cock glistened as it ran
in and out of her cunt.

"OHHHHHHh uhh yes! Oh yes oh yes oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh *hanh* uh
oh ma oh ma oh ma uhh *hanh* uhhh yes!" she gasped. "Yes! Ohhhh yes, baby
yes! Fuck me! Yes! Ohhhhhhhh uhhh yes! Shove it in deeper, stud! Ahhhh yes!
That's it -- c'mon -- shove it right in -- all the way! Ahhhhhh uhhh yes oh
god yes -- that's so good -- c'mon -- fuck me! Fuck me hard! Yes! That's it!
Harder! C'mon! Do it! OHHHHHHH uhhhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHH uhhhh OH uh OH uh OH
uh OH uh Ohma uh Ohma uh ohma uhh Ohma! Oh ma! Ohma uhh *hanh* uh yes!"

Her words and cries thrilled him. He moved faster and faster, hammering his
hips at her buttocks with loud slaps, his balls bouncing off her cunt-lips,
ramming and reaming his cock in and out of her cunt. Her body jerked and
snapped violently under his thrusts. He savaged her slit, thrusting and
pounding and plunging madly in and out of her flesh, his mind in a whirl,
his loins ablaze with an uncontainable lust-fire.

"C'mon! Take it, you whoring bitch! Take it! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck
yes! That's it! C'mon! Yeh! Oh fuck yes! Take it! Oh fuck uhh ahh uhh oh uh
ah uh ah uh ah uh ahhh uhhh ahhhh uhhh ahhhh uhh yes!"

Faster and faster he went and he thought he could actually hear his cock
squelching and scrunching into her cunt-meat, pulverizing and grinding the
hot, pulpy, wet flesh of her slit. Her breasts jiggled violently and he bent
over and squeezed them, pinching her nipples hard. She cried out, her head
snapping up, her face contorting and turned her face over her shoulder. He
jammed his mouth to hers and pushed his tongue between her open lips. His
hips rocketed up and down with a savage fury. He seemed to have no control
over his body. On and on he went, plundering and pillaging her exquisite
teenage flesh and she loved every minute of it, every inch of his penis and
kept calling for still more.

"Now!" she gasped suddenly. "Take my ass now! C'mon! Do it!"

He jerked out of her and she moaned and sank forward in a steep *namaz*
pose, her face turned on its side on the floor, her shoulders pressed to it,
her buttocks thrust back. Thrusting her hands back, she pulled her buttocks
open and exposed the puckered flesh of her anus to him.

"The tube of cream!" she gasped. "Use that! In my ass!"

The cabbie stared, then grabbed the green tube.

"Give me a hit," she grunted. "The ampoule."

He uncapped the tube and pressed the open end to her anus. Her sphincter
yielded. He squeezed it. She moaned and, as she sucked in her breath, he
snapped an ampoule under her nose. The drug shot into her head and slammed
through her body like a thunderclap. She gasped, going rigid, clawing at her
buttocks with the cream tube still stuck in it, her face twisting in joy.

"Now!" she cried. "Fuck my butt, lover! Shove your cock into it!"

The man was overwhelmed, out of control. He tossed the cream tube aside,
took a hit himself, gasped as the aphrodisiac surged through his body.

Before him, Anuja moaned, her buttocks swaying and writhing, open in eager
anticipation. "Do it," she groaned. "I want it! Come on! Quickly!"

The man pressed his cock-head to her anus. It met no resistance. He flexed
his buttocks and pressed forward. His cock-head popped into her anus. Anuja
moaned in pleasure, writhing frantically on the floor.

"More!" she gasped. "Shove it all in baby! Come on! Bugger me! Fuck my ass!
Fuck it hard!"

The man felt dizzy. The cream was a lubricant and an aphrodisiac. His cock
throbbed and burned. The jizz in his loins clamoured for release. He dug his
fingers into her hips and squeezed his cock heavily into her tight rear
channel. Anuja cried out as the huge penis crushed through her anus. Her
face contorted and twisted in a rictus of unbridled pleasure. Her hands flew
up and clawed at the clothes under her breasts. She squeezed her breasts
frantically in her hands. In and in the man went, incredulous at her ability
to take his entire cock, all of it, into her anus. Anuja's breath came in
heaving, wracked sobs. Her face was twisted in an agony of lust, her mouth
torn open, her eyes screwed shut, her lips snapped back over her perfect,
pearly teeth. Her back twisted and writhed under him, her buttocks squirming
against his crotch, her anus deeply impaled by his throbbing penis. He
flexed his buttocks taut, pressed his hips to her buttocks and, flinging his
head back, groaned loudly, wincing as her anus contracted fiercely on his
erection.

"Oh ma uhh oh ma," she sobbed, her voice sexily ragged and hoarse. "Yes uhh
oh yes -- oh god yes -- do it! Oh ma -- c'mon -- please!"

The man moaned and began to sodomize the teenager slowly and heavily and
thoroughly. He slid his cock out of her, moving his hips back, then slid
into her again in a long, deep, skewering thrust. Again and again he drew
out and thrust in, drew out and thrust in. Beneath him, Anuja whimpered and
gasped and sobbed in joy, egging him on with a litany of guttural
obscenities. The man continued fucking her ass, his muscles rippling and
cording in tension, his belly sucking inward. Anuja thrust a hand into her
crotch and began masturbating, curling a slender finger into her slit and
jabbing it in and out, knuckling her rigid, gorged clitoris. On and on he
went and then she lost control. She came hard, gasping, the breath hissing
from her throat. Her cunt convulsed on her finger and her anus cramped on
his penis. The man gasped, winced, moaned and forced his cock into her
again, once, twice, three, four times. Each thrust made her moan and cry
out. The heat in his loins was unbearable. He gasped, trying to stem the
flood, but it was no use. The heat surged up and out and he moaned in relief
as it spurted from his cock-head and out into her tight, clonic anus. Anuja
gasped in pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sticky sting of his spoot
flooding her anus. His load was copious, assisted by the high dosage of the
powerful aphrodisiacs and he kept coming. He slid out of her anus, his cock
still spurting jizz and dribbled it on her buttocks and in the cleft between
them.

"Fuck yes!" he grunted. "Oh fuck that's good!"

He flicked her hand away and, with a moan of relief, sank his cock smoothly
and deeply into her cunt again. Anuja groaned, lurching forward on the
floor, her chest heaving, her buttocks swaying and writhing, her body
trembling. The man fucked her cunt slowly and heavily for a few minutes,
emptying his awesome load into her slit. At last, it ended and he slid out
of her and sank back on his haunches behind her. Anuja's body collapsed on
the floor. She whimpered, her back and chest heaving, her breathing ragged.
He groaned, his chest heaving, too, his pulse still hammering. He had never
known such incredible fucking. Slowly, she steadied herself and turned
around and smiled wantonly at him, her eyes dancing.

"That was lovely. Thank you," she murmured.

He bent over and kissed her. "You're fantastic, babe," he said.
"Incredible."

"So are you," she giggled, her fingers working his cock. "What's the time?"

He looked at his watch. "Eight thirty."

"Shit. I said I'd be there at eight. You'll have to drive like a bat out of
hell."

"No sweat."

"Let's go."

"That's it, huh? I don't see you again now?"

She got up, getting into her clothes quickly and grinned. "No. Not quite.
I'm at this place for the weekend. Then I've got to get back. And guess
who's driving me home on Sunday?"

The taxi driver laughed as he dressed. They hurried down to the car. She sat
beside him this time. He gunned the engine and put his floor down. The car
shot out of the dark lane.

Later that night, Anuja rocked and moaned ecstatically under Mark, her
latest lover in college. His cock plowed into her cunt slowly and
unhurriedly, entering her from all angles. She whimpered, heaving up and
down under him. Suddenly she stopped.

"What's the matter?" he frowned.

She looked at him and giggled suddenly. "That taxi driver I told you about?
The one I fucked on the way here after I dropped off Anish?"

"What about him?"

"That's the point. I don't know anything about him. Not even his name!"

Mark stared at her and began to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"You," he said. "You're a fucking slut at heart!"

"Lucky you," she said softly, her eyes glittering. "Now are you going to
talk all night, or do I get fucked?"

-- END OF CHAPTER 9 --

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