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Taxi - Chapter 2

This story Copyrighted (c) - 2005 by Dorsai

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Taxi - Chapter 2

I'm a cab driver.

I'm not something else, driving cabs while I wait for my 'big
break' at whatever it is that I claim is my 'real' job.

MY 'real job' is driving a hack.

I've been doing it for a long time, and I've had some pretty wild
experiences. This is one of them.

I'm out at the airport one time, and I get this couple that are
heading to one of the hotels downtown. The guy, he isn't anything
special - mid 30's maybe, average height, weight, looks, he's Joe
Average. The woman, though, she's something else. I figure she's
Indian - from India, I mean - and maybe as old as her late 20's.
Long, straight black hair that just gleams. Very light brown
clear complexion, absolutely beautiful brown eyes, a fine,
straight nose, and slightly full lips. She's got a medium frame,
but a set of knockers that you can't HELP but notice; they're not
the huge stick-way-out kind like Pamela Anderson has. Instead,
they're more rounded, and full on her chest. I can tell because
she has on this lightweight dress that makes it easy to see that
she isn't wearing a bra underneath. The dress fits her close
enough that I can see she's got a nice, trim waist and nicely
curved hips. The dress only comes down to about mid-thigh on her,
and the legs sticking out the bottom are trim and strong. She
moves with this kind of poise and grace that makes me think that
if she should be a model, if she isn't already. As I'm putting
their bags in the trunk, she turns around and squats down to do
something with one of her shoes - and the dress moulds around an
ass that even makes my TONGUE hard. When she stands up and comes
over to get in my cab, I see that she's maybe four or five inches
shorter than me, and just a couple of inches shorter than he is.

I get their stuff in the trunk, and I head into town. The whole
time I'm driving, I can't help but look back at her in the
rear-view mirror. I mean, she's just THAT good-looking. But I'm
being polite about it, and not staring or anything; besides,
she's got her head turned to look out the window, so I'm getting
to see this beautiful profile most of the time. A few times, I
notice the guy with her is looking at me when I check her out,
but it isn't often and he doesn't seem like he minds.

I have to admit, I'm a little disappointed when I get them
downtown and to their hotel; but when she gets out of the cab, I
get the chance to eyeball her a little more as I'm unloading the
trunk. The guy pays the fare, and gives me a nice tip, and I
figure that's the end of it.

Except that over the next couple of days, I end up getting them
as fares several more times. Sometimes, shit like that happens in
this business: somebody will come in from out of town and you'll
wind up getting them two or three or even more times while
they're visiting. It doesn't happen all the time, of course, but
it's not all that strange, either. It usually works out pretty
good - they get to know you a little bit, and if you're a decent
driver and friendly, the tips go up real nice.

So anyway, these two keep ending up in my cab. And as I'm taking
them to one place or another, we kinda get to know each other a
little. I learn he's Richard Thornton, and does some kind of work
helping companies find places to build factories overseas. The
woman is his wife, Jyota, and he met her when he was working in
Bangalore - India, just like I thought. He speaks some Hindi, and
a little Chinese and a couple of other languages, which is a big
help in his line of work. Me, I'm interested in learning about
other places and people - I was a philosophy major when I was
still in college - so I ask him some questions about the places
he's been. When I ask about India, though, he suggests that she
answer me; reasonable enough, since it's where she's from. She
speaks better English than I do most of the time, and she's got
this voice and accent that go straight to my dick as she answers
my questions. This doesn't happen all at once, of course; it
takes a half-dozen rides, but we get to the point where each time
I pick them up, we just kind of pick up the conversation from
where it left off. I also get to see her in a variety of
different outfits along the way, too: a simple white sundress
that makes her an absolute knockout because of the contrast with
her hair and skin, to a black shoulderless number that makes her
look even MORE like a fashion model or movie star, to what I
suspect was a traditional Indian sari that leaves her looking
drop-dead gorgeous. She sees me looking at her several times, and
all she ever does is just smile, letting me know she appreciates
the looks I'm giving her. Richard sees them, too, and tells me
"It's okay, Jim. I know she's pretty, and guys like to look at
her - and you're a hell of a lot more polite about it than most!
If she's not offended, then I'm sure not going to be."

It's the night before they're supposed to leave town, and almost
the end of my shift, and I'm hoping they think to ask for me to
take them to the airport the next day - not just for the fare,
which is pretty nice, but so that I can get one last look at
Jyota before they leave - when I get a dispatch to a local club.
I get there, and I'm surprised to see that it's Richard and
Jyota. He's in slacks and a sports shirt and she's in this pale
yellow jumpsuit looking thing that makes her look stunning.

He tells me they're headed for their hotel, and I get us moving
in the right direction when he asks me "Didn't you tell us that
you get off work soon?"

I tell him that's right - that they'll be my last fare for the
night, and he tells me "Then Jyota and I would like to know if
you could come up to our room after you drop us off, and get your
cab parked."

I figure they just want to give me an extra tip, or something,
and tell him "Sure, I can do that. Take me a couple of minutes to
find a spot to park, though."

He assures me that's fine, and tells me what room they're in; I
look back at them in the mirror and see the two of them look at
each other and smile. I don't pay any attention to it, figuring
that they're just happy from having a good time their last night
in town.

We get to their hotel, and after Richard pays me - along with a
hefty tip - he reminds me "We'll be expecting you. A couple of
minutes, you said?"

I tell him that's right, and the doorman for the hotel closes the
door for them when he stands up. I find a spot to park my hack
that's not too far away, and make my way to the hotel. I know the
place, and I manage to get an elevator up to their floor without
being noticed by any of the staff or guests - it's a pretty fancy
place, and I don't want to get any bad attention that might keep
the doorman from letting me pick up fares there.

I knock on the door to their room, and it opens right up -
Richard is standing there, and invites me in. They've got one of
the suites, so there's a small living area separate from the
bedroom. Richard asks me if I'd like something to drink, and I
figure I've still got the drive home ahead of me, and ask for a
beer. He pulls one out of the mini-bar, and gestures toward the
glasses to see if I want one. Normally, I wouldn't bother, but I
figure I'd better put on my 'class' act, and nod that I'll take
one. He hands them to me, and I tilt the glass and pour the beer
down the side to minimize how much head there is. I take a sip
and then look at them - first her, then him. Both are watching
me, which makes me a little nervous, but since they asked me to
come up, I put it aside as best I can.

I'm looking at Richard, wondering what's going on when he says
"Jim, you've been quite the cabbie since we got here. When we
wanted to know what places there were to visit, you didn't just
rattle off the local tourist spots; you actually took the time to
ask what we were interested in, and then told us about some
places that aren't on the local Chamber of Commerce list. You've
been unfailingly polite and cheerful, and far more helpful than
either one of us would have expected. And once you found out that
I've traveled quite a bit, you asked me questions that were much
different than what I'm used to hearing from people. You even
thought to ask Jyota things that even I had never considered.
Both of us would like to know: with your obvious intelligence,
why are you driving a cab?"

I took a sip of my beer, and told them about how I'd been
majoring in philosophy, and been studying for finals when I
realized that the education I was getting wasn't going to do me
the slightest bit of good out in the real world. I told them that
I'd been interested in philosophy since I first read Plato's
Republic in my Senior year of high school, and that I was still
interested in it; just not the stuff that was being taught as
'modern' philosophy. There were too many people asking questions
without worrying about finding the answers; and to me, that
seemed too much like the intellectual equivalent of playing with
yourself: if you're going to do it, see it all the way through to
the end.

We talked back and forth a little bit, and they finally
understood that I'd been asking questions because I really wanted
to know something about the places they'd been - things that
weren't in the tourist books.

I'd finished my beer by that time, and waited as the two of them
had some kind of silent conversation with each other. When it was
over, both of them turned to look at me before Jyota said "We
asked you up here so that we could give you an extra payment for
all that you've done to make our stay here as pleasant and
enjoyable as it has been. But both of us were also curious to
know why you were driving a taxicab when you had the wit to ask
some of the questions you did. We also wanted to find out if
you're really the kind of person that you seemed to be when you
were taking us different places. We've decided that you ARE that
kind of person, and that you have a measure of character and
intellect that we don't often see in others. So there is
something that we would like to ask of you."

I look over to Richard to hear what he has to say, and he tells
me "As you might imagine, Jyota and I have a fairly active and
happy sex life. But both of us find that we enjoy our time
together even more if we occasionally let someone else share in
it with us. Sometimes it is a female, and sometimes a male; it
doesn't happen that often, since we are extremely choosy about
who we allow to join us. We believe that we've gotten to know you
well enough that we would like YOU to spend some time with us. To
calm any concerns you might have, your participation would be
with Jyota; it would likely happen that both you and I would be
involved with her, but certainly NOT with each other. I have no
interest in such things, and trust that you don't, either."

Needless to say, I was more than a little surprised. I thought
Jyota was an absolute babe, and the idea of getting
belly-to-belly with her was appealing as all hell. It was the
thought of her husband being there, and joining us, that was
throwing me off. I looked at them, and both could apparently see
that I was going to need a few moments to decide. Jyota that told
me "I do hope you'll consider agreeing, Jim. You're quite the
gentleman, and I should very much like getting to know you
better."

I started to take a sip of my beer to lubricate the thought
process before I remembered that I'd already finished it. Richard
simply got up and fetched me another one; I absently took a
swallow straight from the bottle as I was running their offer
through my mind. It took me a couple of minutes before I got
things straight in my head, and told them "I would be honored."

Both of them looked pleased - Jyota a little more than Richard -
before she suggested "Jim, it might help you to relax if all of
us were nude for a bit before we get involved."

At that, both of them stood up and started undressing. They
weren't doing it as any kind of strip-tease or anything like
that; it was just two people shedding their clothes. I was a
little surprised by it, but stood up to join them a couple of
seconds later. I'll confess to having a look at Richard, but it
was Jyota that I had my eyes on almost the entire time.

The first thing I discovered was that her tits were as full and
rounded as they'd seemed the first time I saw them at the
airport: each was the size and shape of half a cantaloupe,
covering nearly half her chest, and capped with a dark brown
areola about the size of a quarter. From the center of that, she
had nipples that were maybe the same diameter as a pencil and
probably a little short of a half-inch long. Both breasts were
the same shade of light brown as what I'd been able to see with
her dressed. Either she didn't get any sun, or all of her did;
there wasn't a swimsuit line to be found.

The next view I got was of her ass - and it was easily as nice as
I'd imagined it would be - a pair of small, rounded globes that
were smooth and obviously firm. I was looking forward to being
able to get my hands on it. Between her thighs, I could see part
of her mons, covered in a thick black hair. When she turned
around to face me, I could see that it ran up to roughly halfway
between the top of her mound and her belly button, the shape of
it turning her lower belly into a dark, luxurious forest.

I took a quick look at Richard, and was surprised to see that his
was a little smaller than my own average-sized penis. My first
reaction was one of relief; I'd been afraid that he was one of
those super-hung guys that would have stretched her too much
inside for me to be able to really enjoy.

When we were all naked, we sat down again; them next to each
other on the small couch, while I was in a chair facing them.
Richard didn't say anything when Jyota draped one of her legs
over his - not only opening herself a bit for me to look at, but
her leg serving as an obstruction so that I wouldn't have to look
at Richard's package.

I'll admit to being more than a little nervous at first, but the
view I had of Jyota and the way they engaged me in some casual
conversation soon had me settled down again.

When I'd finished my beer - I'd remembered to pour the rest of it
into the glass - it was Richard that told me "If you think you're
ready, Jim, we can go into the bedroom now. Of course, your
interest is in Jyota, so I'll sit off to the side while you two
get acquainted."

I wasn't all that sure that I was ready, but decided that I'd be
old and gray if I waited until I was a hundred percent sure, so I
moved to stand up. Jyota and Richard both stood, too, and held
hands as they led the way into their bedroom, which gave me the
chance to watch her ass moving as she walked. She turned her head
to look at me and smiled, knowing what I was doing.

When we get into the bedroom, he heads for a chair that's off in
one corner, out of the way; she leads me to the side of the bed
and turns around to take my hands in hers. She looks into my eyes
as she tells me "You don't have to be nervous, really. Richard
knows that you want ME, and it pleases both of us when he can
watch me bringing another man as much pleasure as I do him. He
isn't going to say anything while we're together, and he isn't
going to interfere with anything you want to do - as long as I
don't mind, of course. Otherwise, he's just going to sit there
quietly. If he gets inspired enough, he may want to use a part of
me that you aren't; but he certainly won't get in the way of your
pleasure. I should imagine that you'll find this easier and more
enjoyable if you can simply act as though it were just the two of
us, and act as you normally would. I know that I shall certainly
enjoy it more!", the last part delivered with a smile before she
moves close and kisses me.

When I say close, I mean close - I can feel her tits pressing
into my chest, and the soft, dark mat of her bush against my leg
as she puts her arms around me and pulls us even closer. And the
kiss she's giving me is making it REAL clear that she's looking
forward to us getting to know each other WAY better.

It takes me a bit, but I finally manage to put the idea of
Richard watching us out of my head and give Jyota my full
attention, and start kissing her back the way she's kissing me.
She likes that, and presses herself against me even harder. I put
my hands on her waist, then start moving them up and down her
back, caressing it, for a little bit before I finally let them
slide down so I can hold that marvelous ass of hers. As I squeeze
her ass cheeks, I feel them start clenching a little as she
starts kind of humping herself against my leg in slow motion. I
can also feel her nipples getting harder where they're trying to
bore holes into my chest, and I think I can start to detect the
unique aroma of aroused female.

Our kisses keep going, getting longer and more intense, and it
isn't long until I'm sure I can smell her.

She can feel my cock starting to respond to the feeling of her
body pressing against mine, and she starts this little
side-to-side wiggling thing, brushing the upper edge of her pubic
hair against it. It kind of tickles, but it also works to get me
a little longer and harder, too.

Holding and hugging and kissing her is nice, but I want to get to
more of the good stuff, too, so I finally pull back from her a
bit and say "Let's get a little more comfortable..."

She gives me a delighted smile, and takes a step back before
turning to climb onto the bed and knee-walking her way across it
to lie on her back on the other side. I follow her example, and
it's only a few seconds before I'm next to her on my side,
propped up on one elbow so I can look down into her beautiful
dark eyes. I reach out and put my hand on her belly, holding it
there for a few seconds just so I can enjoy the coolness of her
skin before I start caressing her. I lean forward a bit and lower
my head so the two of us can start kissing again. About the time
she gets her tongue in my mouth, I've got my hand on one of her
breasts and I'm finally getting to really check her out the way
I've wanted to since I first saw her.

Her tit more than fills my hand, and as I give it a gentle
squeeze, I find out that it's wonderfully firm, yet slightly
spongy. When I get my fingers to the peak of it, I find that her
areola is already slightly puckered, and her nipple is standing
tall. As I softly run my fingertips across her breast, I feel its
apex become even harder, and her nipple get longer as her desire
increases.

When I've got the one breast taken care of, I shift my attentions
to the other, and begin bringing it to the same level of arousal
as the other while Jyota and I continue dueling tongues. I feel
her take my semi-erect cock in her cool, soft hand and start
caressing it with her slender, nimble fingers - not so much to
get me hard, apparently, but simply because she like the feel of
it in her hand, much as I'm enjoying touching her breasts.

By the time I get both of her nipples standing out as much as I
can, she's starting to pant slightly, and releasing an occasional
moan - so I know she's enjoying what I'm doing as much as I'm
enjoying doing it. I pull my lips away from hers so she can have
her tongue back, and start kissing her face: tip of her nose, her
eyelids, forehead, cheeks, and even the corners of her mouth
before I expand my range to include her throat, then her
earlobes, neck, and shoulders. The kisses are soft, and every so
often, I use my lips to gently 'nibble' her smooth skin. I even
softly bite and suck on her earlobes, which earns me a deep groan
of pleasure for each of them. As I'm doing all of that, I've been
caressing her lower and lower on her body; when I finally get my
fingertips into the soft, luxurious thicket of her pubic hair, I
feel her spread her legs, inviting me to touch her there next.

I certainly don't plan to ignore the area between her thighs, but
I'm enjoying checking out her bush too much just then. I'm
somewhat amazed at how thick the hair is, yet still so soft under
my fingers.

I haven't given up on kissing her while the tips of my fingers
have been delighting in running barefoot through her pubic
meadow; I've been slowly kissing her lower and lower, working my
way toward her breasts. When I get to the bottom of one slope, I
finally tell my hand it's time to move on, and start caressing
her thighs as I slowly blaze a trail of gentle kisses and soft
bites as I spiral my way up her breast and toward her nipple.

I finally get my lips on the prize, and softly take the puckered
mound at the end of her breast into my mouth and suck on it -
accompanied by a moan of pleasure from her as she arches her
back. Lower down, I've been softly caressing the insides of her
thighs, from knee to pelvis, but never quite reaching the
treasure between them. But with my lips fastened on her nipple, I
finally relent and let the caress of one thigh end with my hand
cupping her mons. The contact makes her moan again, and open her
legs even more, giving me easy access to the core of her sex.

I take my time letting my fingertips explore her womanhood; her
pussy lips are long and thin, the area between them wet with her
oils. I gently press the very tip of one finger against her
opening, and find it hot, wet, and - as I'd thought - slightly
small. My investigations continue, and at the top of her slit I
discover that her clit is exposed - and feels to be the size of a
small marble. It's easily the largest clitoris I've ever found,
and I'm looking forward to becoming more familiar with it. In the
mean time, I've transferred my mouth over to her other breast,
and I'm trying to see if I can get that nipple as hard and long
as the other while I put my hand to work trying to memorize the
way her pussy feels.

When I've got both of her nipples fully erect and glistening with
my saliva, I figure it's time to head south - particularly since
she's moaning almost continuously, and arching her pelvis up
toward my hand with little noises of frustration that I'm not
doing more with it.

I move myself to where I'm over her, and my legs between hers
before I start slowly kissing my way down her body. As I do, I've
got both hands busy caressing her, from tits to knees. When I get
to her navel, I have to stop and give it the attention it
deserves by dipping my tongue into it, and kissing and licking
the area around it, before continuing my journey. My lips finally
get to her bush, and I spend some time just kissing it so I can
feel how soft it is on my lips. It's only when I think about
what's waiting for me am I able to pull myself away from it. When
I finally get low enough, I start using my lips to softly nibble
the insides of her thighs, first one and then the other, as I
work my way up to where they come together. I eventually reach
her pussy, and I plant a kiss right on her lips - then open my
mouth and run my tongue between them from bottom to top. I finish
it by circling her clit a couple of times, which earns me a deep
groan of pleasure as she arches her hips up and tries to spread
her legs even more.

The first taste of her I get is great - her juices are almost as
thin as water, but still oily; and they've got a little bit of a
tang to them that's real nice on my tongue. I go back and give
her another pass with my tongue, only I dip a little deeper to
brush across her opening along the way; and when I get to her
clit, I spend a little more time teasing it.

I reach up and get my hands on her tits, squeezing them and
teasing her nipples while I'm feasting on fresh pussy. She's
definitely aroused, and I spend some time enjoying the hell out
of eating her before I settle down to trying to get her off:
putting my mouth over her opening and trying to suck her juices
out; seeing just how much of my tongue I can get inside her;
taking each of her pussy lips into my mouth and softly sucking on
them; trying to see if I can get both of them licked clean of her
oils; and my favorite, finding out just what I can do to and with
her clit that gets her going the most. I'm doing little designs
on her clit with the tip of my tongue when I feel her getting
close to a climax; as she gets closer and closer to it, I'm
gradually slowing down, and applying less and less pressure,
knowing that I'm teasing her into one HELL of an orgasm when it
finally happens.

And sure enough, it does happen: I'm doing real light, slow
circles around her clit when I feel her start to tense up with
the start of her climax. That's when I increase the pressure and
start fluttering my tongue across her clitoris, effectively
throwing her into the deep end of the orgasm pool.

She practically screams something in what I assume was Hindi as
she tries to slam her thighs together. My head is in the way, of
course, and I'm wondering if she hasn't broken an eardrum as she
starts writhing on the bed. I'm starting to worry that she's
having some kind of seizure when her thighs open up again, and I
can hear the noises she's making as I'm massaging her clit with
my tongue in time with the spasms I feel going through her. She's
still talking in Hindi, but from the tone of it, I figure I'm
pretty safe in assuming that she isn't calling me names. Or if
she is, they're nice names, at least.

It sounds like she says something to me, but it's in Hindi, and I
don't understand a bit of it. A second later, she tells me in
English "Please, stop! I can't take much more of that - it's FAR
too intense!"

I get my tongue off of where her clit has disappeared under its
hood, but I can't resist getting another taste of her juices
before I lift my head from between her thighs.

I look her over, and I can see that she's panting, and that there
are little shudders going through her every so often. I ease my
way out from between her legs and move up to lie on my side next
to her and put an arm across her. To my surprise, she wraps her
arms around me and gives me a hug before telling me "That was
quite good, dear Jim. I hope you aren't disappointed that I made
you stop, but what you were doing was far more intense that I'm
used to. I don't know where you learned to do that so well, but I
daresay the women you practiced on were left rather pleased!"

I couldn't help smiling at her before I said "Well, I like doing
it" - "I should say so!" she interjected - "and you tasted pretty
good to me, so I wanted to make it good for you, too."

She turned loose of me to lie back again and looked up at me to
say "That was rather naughty of you to tease me that way, when I
was getting so close - but then just as it started for me, you
did that extra bit and made it ever so much better! You made it
more than just good for me; you made it wonderful."

The two of us just lie there for a little while as she gets her
breath back; every so often, I lean over and give her a little
kiss, which she happily returns. I'm sure she can taste herself,
but she doesn't seem to mind it a bit; I can't help wondering how
involved she gets when she and Richard bring another woman into
their bed.

That makes me think to look over to where he is; he's just
sitting there, and when he sees me looking at him, just smiles
and nods without saying anything.

I turn my attention back to Jyota, who's starting to move next to
me. She looks up at me to say "You gave me such a wonderful
climax, and now I should like to do the same for you", smiling.

I smile back and tell her "I'd like that", and her smile gets
even bigger before she answers "I rather thought you might."

She sits up and gives me a little nudge to let me know she wants
me to lay on my back. I do, and she moves to straddle my waist
before she lowers her body so the two of us can kiss. I can feel
her breasts pillowed against my chest, and her pubic hair is
brushing against my lower belly as our kiss lengthens and
deepens. When her lips pull away from mine, I look into her eyes
and see her desire in them. She gives me a mischievous smile, and
lowers her head to begin kissing me much the same way I did her:
my face and neck and shoulders were all blessed by her soft, warm
lips. When she got to my ears, she didn't bother with my earlobes
- she went straight for sticking her tongue in my ear, instead,
with predictable results.

As she worked her way down my body, I'm positive that she was
deliberately dragging her erect nipples across my skin whenever
she moved her body over me. I was almost completely erect by the
time she was positioned to where her head was hovering over my
pelvis.

Our eyes locked, and I watched as she slowly lowered her head and
wrapped her lips around the head of my cock - then proceeded to
take almost my entire length into her mouth before she started
running her tongue along the underside of it. It didn't take much
of that before she had me as hard as I'd ever been, and that's
when she got serious about trying to make me feel as good as I
had for her.

I don't know how or where she learned to give head, but she needs
to open schools - lots of them - to teach it to other women. She
deepthroated me. She used her teeth to softly nibble literally
every square millimeter of my cock. She gave my balls a bath with
her tongue. She massaged my dick with her lips, from base to
crown. She sucked - soft, and hard. She blew: after coating me
with her saliva, she pulled her head off and softly blew across
my cock, cooling it. She used the tip of her tongue to tickle the
bottom of it, right behind the head. And every damn time I got
close to blowing my load, she'd back off and let the sensation
fade a bit before she'd start in on me again.

I knew I was in for a terminal case of blue balls when she
finally had mercy on me - sort of.

Her head was bobbing up and down on me while she was running the
tip of her tongue along the bottom when I felt myself getting
ready to cum (again). She had my balls cupped in her hand, and
was gently squeezing them when she felt them start to pull up
next to my body (again). She started twisting her head as she
also began sucking on me, and taking more of me into her mouth.
As I got closer and closer to to the point of no return, her
actions slowed, too. My cock tightened, and right before I
started cumming, she buried her nose in my pubic hair,
deepthroating me. The sensation of her throat muscles massaging
the head of my dick made the first spurt of my cum erupt with
even more force and pleasure than I thought was possible; she
simply swallowed it, and kept herself in place as I groaned in
pleasure with the second surge of my semen into her welcoming
mouth and throat. It was the hardest I'd cum in a long, long
time, and it felt DAMN good.

When I'd emptied my balls, she lifted her head and kept me in her
mouth as she took a couple of deep breaths through her nose; then
she proceeded to gently suck on my cock as she used her lips to
'milk' it, ensuring that she got every drop she could of my
semen. After she let my rapidly-deflating penis slip from between
her lips, she gave me a satisfied smile before asking "I presume
you enjoyed that?"

I didn't bother to think about what I was saying before I
answered "Out-fucking-standing!" - and was relieved when her
smile only got wider.

As she moved up toward the head of the bed, I managed to get
myself sitting up and resting against the headboard. When she got
close, I reached out for her, but she shook her head and said
"Just a moment, if you will..." before reaching out for a bottle
of fruit juice I hadn't noticed on the night stand. She opened it
up and took a mouthful of it and swished it around in her mouth
before swallowing, then took a long drink of it before sealing
the bottle again. When she turned to me, she could see that I'd
been watching her, and she looked mildly embarrassed as she told
me "I like the taste of a man's semen, but I don't think it's
something the men themselves would appreciate. So whenever I do
that, I make sure and rinse my mouth out properly afterwards -
particularly when I think that we'll be kissing."

I cupped her face in my hands and told her "You didn't have to do
that on my account; I've tasted my own cum before, and it doesn't
bother me. But if it makes you feel better, then that's fine,
too." before I leaned in and kissed her. The kiss I got back was
enthusiastic, and we spent a minute or so letting our tongues get
re-acquainted before she let me guide her to sit next to me in a
way that allowed me to put my arms around her.

Jyota saw me glance over to where Richard was sitting, and told
me "Really, it's quite all right for you to hold me like this.
Richard and I both understand that there's going to be a certain
amount of affection shown when we're with someone else; it's that
personal involvement that we like, as much as the physical part
of it. Otherwise, mechanical toys would be so much more safe and
sanitary, wouldn't they?"

I suppose that if I'd thought about it the way I really SHOULD
have, I'd have realized that a guy that's willing to let another
man go to bed with his wife isn't likely to get upset if they
snuggle a little. After that, I really didn't worry too much
about what reaction Richard might have to how I behaved with his
wife - as long as I didn't hurt or offend her, of course.

For the next hour or so, Jyota and I talked to each other - she
told me about what it was like growing up in Bangalore, and I
told her what my childhood experiences had been like. There were
certain coarse similarities, since all kids play with their
friends and have certain experiences on the way to adulthood; it
was the differences due to our different cultures that both of us
found amusing and entertaining. As we talked, we shifted
positions a few times, and I was lying on my back with Jyota on
her side with her head resting on my shoulder when I felt her
reach down and softly grasp my penis. I had an arm around her,
and was softly caressing her back and side with my hand; I patted
her on the butt before asking "Ready to continue, are you?"

She tilted her head back to smile at me before she answered
"QUITE ready, if you're up to it."

I couldn't help grinning as I answered "As you can tell, I'm not
'up to it' at the moment, but I expect that's a problem easily
corrected."

She laughed at my bawdy pun, and said "Yes, I think that's
something I can take care of for you" - then laughed again when I
said "I was hoping you could..."

When she sat up in preparation for reversing her position, I told
her "Of course, I'd be delighted to return the favor."

She gave me a pleased smile and answered "I think I should like
that very much." before turning and moving to her hands and
knees. She got herself positioned over me - fore AND aft - and I
felt her take my penis in her hand as I kissed the insides of her
thighs before lifting my head far enough to slip my tongue
between her labia again.

The things she did to get me hard were effective, and she was
interrupted only once - by the relatively small orgasm she had as
a result of the tongue-lashing I gave her clitoris.

When both of us were ready, she slid her lips off my cock, then
moved herself from over me. I sat up and suggested "How about if
we start with me behind you?"

She nodded her assent, and pretty much just had to lean forward,
since she was already kneeling on the bed. I quickly got to my
knees and moved behind her, where I took a few seconds to enjoy
the view of her tight ass sticking in the air, the dark smudge of
her pubic thatch accented by her shiny, parted labia. I got
closer, and levered the end of my cock down to slip between her
pussy lips, wedging it against her opening. Holding myself in
position, I pushed my hips forward and began sinking myself into
her. She was certainly wet enough inside, but she was also pretty
snug inside - as I'd thought, Richards cock was smaller than
mine, even when erect. I certainly didn't want to hurt her, and
there wasn't any reason to hurry, so I took my time about getting
inside. I'd press in until there was a little 'drag', slide
myself in and out of her to get her oils spread along my length,
and then press into her again. It didn't take long, since she was
fairly enthusiastic about wanting it to happen, too.

So there came the time when my last thrust into her ended with
the head touching the deepest part of her while the tight ring of
her opening was wrapped around the base of it, my balls resting
against the soft cushion of her pubic hair.

As small as she'd been inside, I thought she might need a little
time to get used to having me in her, and waited until I felt her
press herself back against me before I started moving in her.
Even then, I began with slow, short motions so that she could
tell me if she was having any difficulty. I was certain she
wasn't when she kept pressing herself back in response to each of
my thrusts, and finally turned her head to tell me "You needn't
be so gentle with me; I'm quite enjoying having you inside me
like this."

For a few moments, I was amused at hearing what must have been a
proper British way of telling me "fuck me harder".

So I did. I figured if she could tell me I was being too gentle,
then she could tell me if I was being too rough, too - and went
about trying to find a way of fucking into her that was
satisfying for both of us.

It didn't take much, either. She was, so to speak, pretty easy:
it seemed that she was agreeable to just about anything I did, as
long as I was moving in her. Once that was settled, I just got
into a rhythm that would let me enjoy pumping into her for as
long as possible. She felt pretty nice around my cock, I didn't
have any trouble reaching around her to play with her tits, and I
wasn't in a position that was particularly tiring - so why hurry
to get off?

I'd been pistoning in and out of her for several minutes when she
surprised me by having an orgasm - and not a small one, either.

I'd leaned forward and had her tits in my hands so I could kind
of pull and pinch her nipples when she suddenly froze under me
and started crying out something in Hindi as I felt her vagina
tighten around me. The thing was, I sure as hell wasn't prepared
for the sensation of HOW her vagina was tightening as she
climaxed. The first thing was that she'd clamp down on me pretty
hard, followed by her relaxing for the briefest of moments, then
she'd tighten around me again - but not quite as much. Relax,
tighten a little less, and so on. And the whole time, she's
crying out in Hindi, and her pussy is getting wetter and wetter.
The almost-yelling and wetness part, those I was familiar with;
it was the way her vagina was clenching around me that was so
damn stimulating: TIGHT tIGHT tiGHT tigHT tighT tight - then
repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and... It was an incredible
feeling, and I started really looking forward to being ready to
cum in her while she was climaxing.

I continued thrusting in her while she was having her climax,
knowing that I was making it last longer, and more intense. After
the last of the spasms had faded, I could see that she was a
little tired. She wasn't going to fall on her face, or anything,
but it was still a little bit of an effort for her to hold
herself up.

I stopped my thrusts into her, and when she turned her head to
say something, I told her "I know you're a little tired. Why
don't you lie down, and I'll be on top of you while you rest a
bit?"

She opened her mouth to object, then thought better of it and
nodded her agreement. She groaned in disappointment when I slid
my hard cock out of her, but let me help her to lie on her back.
She spread her legs and lifted her knees, and I could see the
desire - and appreciation - in her eyes as I got myself situated.
She reached down between us and used one hand to hold herself
open while the other got me positioned at her entrance. A single
slow thrust of my hips, and I was buried in her again as she
released a loud moan of pleasure.

In less than a minute, I was once again sliding my hard cock in
and out of her womanhood to our mutual pleasure.

Though the change in position was a little harder on me, it did
have its advantages: with us face-to-face, it was possible for me
to arch my back enough that I could get my mouth on the dark
points of her nipples, so I could lick and suck on them for short
periods before I had to straighten up again. I could also lower
my body far enough that the two of us could kiss - not just each
other's lips, but faces, necks, and shoulders, too. And if I
rested on my elbows, both of us could feel the ends of her
nipples dragging across my chest in time with my thrusts into
her. It was a pleasant, arousing experience for both of us - her
more so than me, since she had another orgasm after we'd been in
that position for several minutes. It wasn't as powerful of a
climax as the previous one, but she certainly seemed to enjoy it
- just as I did.

I was starting to get tired some time later when it happened
again. When she'd gotten her breath back, she saw what kind of
shape I was in, and reached down to hold my hips still before she
told me "Now it's time for YOU to take a rest, I believe."

I couldn't help but grin before I answered "And I believe you're
right", earning me a smile.

I got myself unplugged - she didn't make any noise, just looked
disappointed - and the two of us got our positions reversed. She
got herself settled onto my dick easily, and started rocking her
hips back and forth as she leaned forward to put her hands on the
bed. That gave me the opportunity to reach up and start giving
them the attention I thought they deserved: gently squeezing and
caressing them, running my thumbs and fingertips across her
nipples, and generally acting like an adolescent - something she
didn't have any objections to.

We hadn't been in that position for long when she leaned forward
so that her breasts were pillowed against my chest. A couple
minutes later, I realized that Richard was on the bed with us
when I felt another pair of (hairy) legs outside of mine. I felt
Jyota pause for a few moments, then start rocking back and forth
- shortly followed by the sensation of something pressing against
the bottom of my cock. It took me a bit before I realized that
he'd apparently applied some kind of lube to her ass, and was
then starting to fuck her there. Well, he'd warned me that he was
'likely' to join us, and she HAD said that he might use a part of
her that I wasn't; so there wasn't anything for me to do but grin
and bear it, so to speak.

It was an entirely new experience for me, and one that I wasn't
entirely sure I liked. In fact, it made me distinctly
uncomfortable - but how do you ask a man that's sharing his wife
with you not to fuck her while YOU are? Answer: you don't. Or at
least, I didn't. I simply focused on what I could feel of Jyota,
and tried to ignore the feeling of another mans dick sort-of
rubbing against mine through the tissues between her vagina,
where I was, and her bowels, where he was.

Fortunately, he seemed to enjoy what we were doing to her more
than I was - it was only a few minutes before I heard him start
to groan as he held himself inside her, and she said something
that sounded fairly passionate in Hindi. Not long after that, I
felt him leave the two of us alone again - much to my relief.

With Richard's cock out of her ass, Jyota was ready to get
enthusiastic about sliding herself up and down my erection -
something I found to be a much more pleasant activity than what
I'd just experienced.

I was surprised when it took only a few minutes of her bouncing
herself on my hard cock for Jyota to have another climax - and a
fairly powerful one, judging from the sounds she made, and the
way her wet pussy felt around me. I helped intensify and prolong
it as best I could by pressing myself up against her, applying
pressure to her clitoris, while pinching and pulling on her
nipples. By the time it was mostly over for her, the sensations
she'd created on my cock had gotten me to the point where I knew
my own climax wasn't so far off.

After the last wave of release had coursed through her, she
leaned forward to put her hands on the bed to support herself. I
was caressing her back and sides - with an occasional side trip
to play with her ass - when she told me "If you're feeling up to
being active again, there's something I'd like you to do, if you
would be so kind."

"What's that?" I asked.

"After Richard has had me there, I always climax hardest when
another man uses my bottom. Would you?"

Needless to say, it was another unique experience for me: having
a woman ask me to fuck her in the ass - particularly after her
husband had just done so. Still, the idea had a certain appeal to
me; she must have felt my cock twitch inside her, because she got
a delighted smile on her face before she said "I should take that
as a 'yes', then?"

I couldn't help smiling back, and answered "Yes, that's a 'yes'."

It was just a matter of a few seconds before she'd slid herself
off my cock, and was positioning herself on her hands and knees
again. I got to my knees, too, and asked "Uh, do we need to add
more lubricant, or anything?"

She seemed pleased by the question, and answered "Oh, no. I can
feel that what's there is quite sufficient, and I've already been
loosened up, as you know. Everything will be quite all right."

Well, it was her ass - literally and figuratively - so I just
moved behind her and got myself into position. When I looked
down, I could see that there was still plenty of some gel-looking
lube around her anus, which didn't look all that 'loosened up' to
me. I pressed the end of my cock down, and rubbed it around to
get the head coated with the gel before pressing the end of it
against her sphincter. Holding myself steady, I began to push my
way into her - and was surprised when I slipped in fairly easily,
accompanied by a deep groan of obvious pleasure from Jyota.
Still, I held myself still once the head was through; I was a bit
larger than Richard, and I didn't know if she'd need time to
adjust.

Apparently, she did, because it was a few moments before I felt
her push herself back at me. With my cock firmly in place, I put
my hands on her hips and held her steady as I began pushing
myself into her most intimate opening. As I did, she began
muttering in Hindi, the volume increasing more and more as I got
deeper and deeper into her. By the time my pubic hair was wedged
into the crack of her ass, she was almost yelling; her arousal
was clear, even if the words weren't.

As snug as her pussy had been at first, her ass was even tighter;
and where my balls were resting against her pussy, I could feel
her opening almost radiating heat, she was so excited at having
my cock in her.

I eased my hips back, and slid myself out of her until the
rosette of her anus was clenching me right behind the crown
before sliding myself back into her. I looked down at her hands,
and saw that both were white-knuckled and full of the bed covers.
The next time I moved in her, it was a little faster, and when my
cock was fully embedded in her ass, I felt her press back against
me again. The next cycle was a little faster - and a little more
forceful when I entered her, causing her to moan in pleasure.
That was all the guidance I really needed on what she wanted me
to do, and I quickly increased the pace and force of my thrusts
into her back passage. It wasn't long before she was calling out
in Hindi again between grunts and groans that were clearly the
result of her increasing excitement.

When she'd climaxed around my cock that last time, it had been
enough to arouse the hell out of me; then to be sliding my cock
back and forth through the tight ring of her anus - well, it
wasn't all that long before I could feel myself getting close to
emptying my balls into her. As I got closer and closer, the speed
and force of my thrusts into her increased, which only seemed to
arouse her even more.

I'd hit the point of no return, and was almost slamming myself
into her nether hole when I felt my jism start rocketing through
my cock; I tried to bury myself as deep in her ass as I could
just before the first surge of my cum erupted deep in her bowels.
Even as my dick was preparing to fire another salvo of semen into
her, she literally screamed her pleasure as her anus clamped down
around my manhood. She was so tight around me that I couldn't
unload the next wad of my cum in her until the pressure had built
up enough that it came out more as a high-pressure stream than a
sudden surge - the feeling was truly incredible. Apparently, she
could feel the difference, too, because the next noise she made
was almost as loud as the first before she had to take a deep,
gasping breath - which made her relax around me slightly, and
gave me time to spray her bowels once more before she tightened
around me again.

By the time I'd emptied my balls in her, the base of my cock was
feeling the effects of how she kept clamping down on it with each
wave of her release. Happily, her orgasm faded fairly quickly
after I stopped spraying my cum into her.

Though shaky, she was able to support herself as I carefully
extracted my softening cock from the tight embrace of her anus;
once I was free to move from behind her, I quickly got to where I
could help guide her to lie on her stomach on the bed before
resting on my side next to her. Both of us were panting, she more
than I was, and it was all I could do to simply put an arm across
her to let her know that I was still there with her. Her head was
turned my direction, and I could see the gratitude in her eyes,
even though she wasn't in any condition to speak.

Several minutes went by before I had enough energy to sit up and
move to rest against the headboard; she'd recovered enough that
she was able to provide at least minimal assistance in helping me
get her moved to where she was resting against me. I happened to
look over and saw the bottle of fruit juice she'd used to rinse
her mouth, so I reached over and took it; a few moments later, I
had it open and was holding it to her lips so she could drink
from it. After she'd had a few swallows, she nudged my hand away
and managed to tell me "Thank you, Jim. That helps, but I need
something a bit more substantial", then, to her husband, whom I'd
forgotten about, she said "Richard, I believe both of us would
benefit from something a bit stronger than juice. Would you be a
dear?"

I heard him say "But of course", and from the corner of my eye,
saw him leave the bedroom. He was back in just a minute or so,
setting a mixed drink and another bottle of beer on the night
stand before going back to the chair he'd been in.

Jyota was able to sit up a little more, and used me as a backrest
while she reached out for the drinks Richard had brought in.
Never before or since has something as simple as beer tasted so
good to me. I think I must have gone through half the bottle in
less than a minute; Jyota killed a full quarter of her drink the
first time the glass touched her lips.

Probably half an hour went by with the two of us just sitting
there; I was perfectly content to have an arm wrapped around
Jyota and take an occasional sip from my beer as I tried to get
myself back together.

Jyota was the first to speak when she finally told me "That was
quite... something."

"Yeah, it was. I'm not sure what, but it was definitely
something", I replied.

"You did a perfectly marvelous job of finding what I wanted, and
then doing it. You are indeed quite the gentleman!" - the last
with a small laugh.

I gave her a small hug and responded "After you asked me to, what
else could I do?"

"Well, thank you, sir!" she said, lifting her glass in toast.

"It was my pleasure, I assure you" I answered, touching my beer
bottle to her glass before the two of us drank.

It was perhaps another half hour before each of us had finished
our drinks; I was done first, and Jyota quickly took the last
swallow of hers before setting her glass and my bottle on the
night stand before she told me "If you'd like to clean up a bit,
a shower perhaps, I would be delighted to keep you company.
Richard will wait until after you've left, of course."

That was an offer I couldn't refuse, and I said so. She turned to
look at me, and I could see that she was pleased when she said
"Shall we, then? I should imagine that you would like to get to
your own bed and get some sleep tonight."

I had the feeling that the two of them weren't done for the
night, and that I was being dismissed after having provided them
with whatever service or inspiration they needed or wanted from
me - but Jyota was being so thoughtful and polite about it that I
didn't really mind. They'd gotten something from me, and I sure
as hell had gotten something from them (well, her, anyway), and
wasn't inclined to try and renege on the deal. Besides, I could
think of worse things to end a workday than spending a little
time in the shower with her.

We spent a good twenty minutes in the shower together, nineteen
of which were spent with my hands on her as she laughingly took
care of washing me off. She didn't mind her hair getting wet, and
I got the chance to find out that it made a heavy, sensuous rope
in my hands before she took it away from me.

As we were getting dried off, she told me "There are some things
I wouldn't say before Richard, of course, so I should like to
thank you again, Jim, for being with us tonight. You're quite the
lover, and you've brought me no small amount of pleasure. More,
in fact, than I've felt in quite some time. You've every reason
to feel pleased with yourself!"

I reached out to cup her face in my hands and answered "If I was
a good lover, then it was because I had you to inspire me. You're
a very lovely and sexy lady, and if I brought you that kind of
pleasure, then THAT is what I'm pleased about."

She gave me a delighted smile, and the brief kiss the two of us
shared was somehow more intimate than the ones before. We
finished drying off, and went back out to the bedroom to get
dressed before going back to the living area. Richard was sitting
there, waiting for us, dressed and as friendly and sociable as
when I'd first walked into the room. I made an excuse about
having to leave, and he stood up to shake my hand and tell me
they'd enjoyed my company before handing me an envelope. I didn't
bother opening it, knowing that it was the bonus she'd said they
wanted to give me; besides, I'd learned enough by then to know
that it wasn't considered 'proper' to do so. Jyota escorted me to
the door to their suite, and gave me a kiss on the cheek while
tolerating the soft pat I gave her ass.

Back down in my cab, I opened the envelope to see that they'd
tipped me a thousand bucks: ten crisp new $100 bills. Between
that, and the time I'd had with Jyota, I figured I must have done
one hell of a job of driving them around. I got my rig fired up
and headed home, where my cat Demosthenes chewed me out for
making supper late.

The next day, I got the call to take Richard and Jyota back to
the airport. I didn't say or do anything to indicate that I knew
anything about them that I hadn't learned in my cab. But as I
drove, I noticed that while Richard was looking out the window,
Jyota was looking at me - and when she saw me looking at her,
smiled in a way that I knew was just for me.

When we got to the airport, I got their stuff unloaded for the
skycap, and made sure they had all of their stuff. Richard gave
me a nice tip on top of the fare, and after he'd gone over to tip
the skycap, Jyota told me "Thank you again, Jim, for you've
done."

The skycap and I both watched them (okay, HER) walk away until
they were lost in the crowd.

I've never seen or heard from them since then - though there have
been a few times that I thought it was Jyota when I saw a woman
with long, black hair, or another tallish Indian woman with the
right shape.

Those few hours that I spent with Jyota have remained sharp and
clear in my memory, and I know that I'll always treasure them. I
don't know what the deal was with them, and probably don't WANT
to know - it's enough for me that I was able to have that little
bit of time with her. One lasting thing that came out of the
experience was that after getting to talk to Jyota, I was
inspired to get a few books and learn something about India, and
the religions and cultures there, and what I learned has given me
even more to think about and learn from.

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