You could tell I surprised them, both frozen in place as I walked up. I had a wicked smile on my face as I drew near. The cloak of darkness might have kept them concealed from most but I heard them first and that is what drew me. The water hid their bodies as well as the side of the pool. I knelt down and put my hand on her face looking her directly in the eye. He was frozen just watching intently as I now held his girls face in a tight grip.
“You’re a fucking dirty whore aren’t you? Like being
fucked where you might get caught.”
She swallowed hard as I could feel the heat rising from
“You like his hard cock in your filthy cunt don’t you?”
I could feel her body shudder as she looked back with
those doe eyes.
“Answer me! And you there, boy, why are you just frozen,
fuck that dirty hole. Use that cum dump.”
I didn’t need to encourage him any more as he grabbed her
hips and started thrusting. Her mews as he went for broke. Each thrust lifting
her in the water. Harder and deep he went as her breast now made sloping and
splashing sounds against the side of the pool.
“That’s it boy, fuck that whore like she was made to be
He grunted and moaned as he couldn’t stop his flood of
“Oh fuck, Fuck FUCK!” he yelped
I let go of her face as he fell back a little trying to
get his composure.
“You know guys there are a lot of people that walk around
here at night. You are lucky it was me that caught you.”
The vixen’s eyes smoldered with raw hunger. I could tell
she was needing a lot more attention.
“How about you come with us to our place.” She said in
almost a whisper.
The rest of the night she was our toy as we used her and
she was in bliss as she lost count of the orgasms she had….
Craven desire, wanton beast, animals that claim to be on a higher level. In the end it is nothing but flesh and blood that sinks into the void of macabre.
This isn’t sexy or anything like that, just a view into my mind and how I think some days.
In the realm between sanity and calamity there is a place where the people gather in mass. Huddled together as they watch on in disbelief at the world around them. Hope, fear, terror and joy all blended into a mass of swirling words and colors. Horrors beyond most individuals ability to comprehend is whispered, a land of darkness so sinister. Kittens soft and fluffy playing with bounding puppies now takes away the torrent of dismay. Fallow minds drift in and out of original thought as they are fed swill just for a moment of thrill. This place is the internet, inter-web, or whatever it is called in their confines of home.
A war broken into a flash of images and sounds, rockets
fly and bodies lay on the ground. A royal marriage paraded around, the glamor
and fashion for all to sigh and praise. On the surface it is so serine yet darker
levels lurks underneath. Horrors that dared not be spoken aloud in public
company, deviance that makes the most publicly perverse look pure. The glass
shards of broken humanity choke down the bits that float into the light. Openly
appalled but in secret drawn like a moth to a flame those horrors would fade if
they weren’t in high demand.
Foul filth or hidden treasure, it is for each to decide. What
is appealing to one makes another sick inside. Ghastly images of wars from ages
past shock the onlooker as they hide the secret desire to know what happened to
that missing hooker. Craven desire, wanton beast, animals that claim to be on a
higher level. In the end it is nothing but flesh and blood that sinks into the
void of macabre. Screams make lusts run hot as openly it is condemned. Would there
be such a high number of hits if the masses were not drawn to it? Images of
death and a live feed as a throat is slit.
The heart of man is a dark hole swallowing all that it
can ingest. I dare not try to pretend to be above such craven desires myself. I
fall prey to darker lusts and desires. Images that make others blush just serve
to inspire my twisted mind. Questions of my sanity abound from those who look
on. Dare if you will to take a look inside, can you feel the struggle and desire?
At some point there is an edge, a ledge to stand over and look. Take the leap
and hope to not dash on the rocks below or stand forever in the evening glow. They
say if you stare into the void long enough you can feel it staring back at you,
this I know all too well to be true.
The real question comes as I am asked what I want. The
answer is often a confusing jumble of ideas and none linked to a single thing. Material
things are but tokens of this life I find fleeting, only the feeling of the giver
is what is felt when I don or admire a gift. Have I become listless or has my
taste come to a point it is beyond even my understanding? Only time will tell
what comes of this and where it leads. The rabbit hole is deep and I have
fallen far, but the bottom is still beyond my grasp as I still tumble…
As the trip continued it got quiet in the back. Only the occasional street light from a house turn in as the route we were on was dark. I heard a gasp and asked if everything was okay. A giggle and a yes was the only reply I got.
“Good evening, how are you two doing this fine evening?”
The two college age girls giggled as they got in the back
of the car. A mousy looking blonde and an in charge looking brunette. They replied
they were doing great, I confirmed the destination as into the night we drove.
They snickered and talked about the guys that had been asking them out and how
many times do you have to tell a guy you aren’t interested in them.
As the trip continued it got quiet in the back. Only the occasional
street light from a house turn in as the route we were on was dark. I heard a
gasp and asked if everything was okay. A giggle and a yes was the only reply I
The next flash of light showed the mousy blonde kissing
the neck of the brunette, pinning her to the side of the car. A whimper and
soft moan as I could only imagine what was going on in the back seat. There was
a growing smell of heated female lust as I shifted uncomfortably, my pants suddenly
feeling a size too small. As we got into a more lighted area I got a good look
in the mirror at the exposed, B cup or so, breast and parted legs. Knowing that
we were getting close to the destination I cleared my throat and announced we
would be arriving in five minutes.
As we approached the building a breathless request for me
to pull around back was uttered. I was more than happy to oblige their request
as I made the turn and sat trying to not be obvious about my own voyeuristic
enjoyment. The nails digging into the leather made me cringe a little but the moans
and energy in the car was electrifying. I felt like I was going to explode just
watching the hot duo going at it. Finally the long kiss was released as the one
that was in control looked up at me in the mirror. She looked like a hungry cat
as her blonde hair flowed around her face. She opened her door and walked to
“Open up baby, you earned a real tip” the demand in her
voice and fire in her eyes let me know it was going to be worth it.
Without another word she unzipped my pants and took out
my raging hard cock. She gave a wicked smile and muttered nice as she engulfed
it in her hot mouth. I slid my fingerers in her hair. I felt her growl as she
“FUCK!” I yelped as I couldn’t hold back.
Her throat felt like it opened up as she slid all the way
down as I came. Taking every drop she got back to her feet and smiled and
kissed me. I could taste my cum on her tongue as well as her lover in the back
seat, who was watching the show.
I drove them to the front as I was still shaky from her
attentions. I croaked as I bid them a good night. They giggled and waved as
they disappeared into the building. The next stop was to a parking lot to air
out my car that wreaked of sex and clean off the wet spot in the seat…
Perfume wafts toward the front, every muscle taunt
That scent takes my mind back to another place, another hunt
Trying to stay calm and collect is failing as my flesh is wailing
That giggle at my silly joke, all control is failing
The slowly cresting moon in the sky, a shriek as the plane
I notice the form from the corner of my eye
Long legs, short skirt, tall boots cutting at the muscular thighs
The door opens, a polite greeting as she takes her seating
In the mirror a quick glance of the cleavage open for the
Perfume wafts toward the front, every muscle taunt
That scent takes my mind back to another place, another hunt
Trying to stay calm and collect is failing as my flesh is
That giggle at my silly joke, all control is failing
Silky words, questions pry into personal things now shared
Every nerve screaming as my mind says to beware
A ping, the ride has changed, cat and mouse now that game
Who is prey and who is hunting the question now to begin
First stop, she exits and enters the store, walking to show
Dropping something in front of the car, the view I have
Full display that ebony flesh, looking back with a taunting
The feel of hunger and tightening pants, willpower now sinks
Returning with a button more open, more flesh on display
The twisted minx makes it clear she is game to play
The front door opens now as she slides in with a smile
Knowing what she is doing all the wicked while
Around the bend she yawns and stretches, another button pop
Her breast all but fall out of the almost open top
Hand touching my arm, I do not react, she grins more
Her hand slides to my leg as I shift, I want to explore
Nails drag over the pants, I give a few playful glances
Shifting enough for her deft hand slides to the zipper on
No hesitation as her hand snakes in and she takes a grip
Her thumb like silk as it works its magic trick
Leaning over, hot breath on the head of my cock
Pushing her head down she takes all, it is hard as a rock
Tongue like soft satin caresses and runs along my think
Her skill amazing as she is going to make me come too fast
She is warned but doesn’t slow down one bit
My hot load now invading her greatly talented lips
Arriving only a few minutes later at the destination
We get out as I am going to return her naughty favor
The heat of the hood makes her jump as I push her down
One hand on her chest as the other is roaming around
The smell of her perfume intoxicating as my lips caress her
My hand finds her wetness as my fingers slip within
Gasping as two fingers penetrate, my thumb on her clit
The free hand opens, more rips, her shirt and freeing
Beautiful dark flesh to suck and bite, nipples like dark
She shudders as I add another finger, she is so tight
Fingers spreading open the sweet flesh exposing the red
Licking slowly, teasing with each move of my wicked tongue
Her hands on the back of my head, guiding to what she wants
Bucking and grinding on my face, now coated in her juice
She gasps then goes stiff before letting loose
Primal growls escape her succulent lips
Flooding my face as she continues to gyrate her hips
Grinding, whining, her hunger not yet sated
My recovery for the event we both anticipated
The tip of my cock pressing then a primal thrust
Both now engulfed in animalistic lust
Her eyes go wide as those nails sink in my skin
Pounding with a hunger driven desire to flood her again
Thrusting and grinding against her needy fuck hole
Lust, need and desire all together now roll
Mews and pants escape her as I ravage her flesh
Sweat cooled by the breeze that comes with occasional gusts
The cries to her deity as I take her like a demon
My hand over her mouth as her pleasure becomes screaming
Wave after wave rip through as her whole body shakes
An evil smile as I feel her legs tremble and shake
My own desire growing as a surge of swelling increases my
Her legs wrap about and I fuck her for all I am worth
I give warning I am going to spill another load in her
She tightens her legs like a dog clinging to dinner
My hands on her throat, her head tips back
Choking her as I feel the tightness in my sack
Clinching tight to milk every drop of my seed
In her pussy I release with my savage greed
Her body jerks as I let loose, her eyes rolled back
I might have been taken back by her forward response but honestly by now it was feeling more normal to hear bold honest confessions from riders. I glanced in the mirror occasionally as we talked. Being dark with the mirror turned to night driving I could see her cleavage perfectly as well as the soft lines of her throat. The rattling of the beast in the cage was intense. Since the conversation was flowing I just let it roll as she talked.
Rolling into a nice neighborhood to pick up my fair late
that evening. Well late for me being it was just 2200, I like shutting down
before dealing with the intoxicated masses becomes the norm. A tall leggy
blonde came walking out sporting a plaid mini-skirt, white blouse tied along
her midriff accenting her amble breast and exposing her belly piercing. The
little pink handbag and pony tail swishing around as she walked toward the car
just added to the sexy scene as she entered the car. That first whiff of
perfume made all my nerves go into overdrive. Remaining as calm as I could I
held back my urges to made some obscene comment like “Looks like you are going for
an exciting night” Checking her destination I tried not to smirk as it was a hotel
across town, also it was going to be a long drive being to get there. The next hour
she was “captive” in my car.
Small talk for a little bit after I asked and confirmed the
location we were going to. Her smile and all out friendly personality started
poking at an itch, one I knew would be bad to scratch. I tried to talk about
the weather, local teams, even asking how her week was. Her snicker as I asked
about her week made my ears perk up. I quickly learned she was a “specialist in
pleasure”, offering massages and other services to make her clients feel good.
The house I picked her up at was a gentleman that had acquired her services
while his wife was out of town.
“So he was in need of some relaxation.” I quipped without
thinking it through
“Baby you have no idea, so many of these guys are needing a
little special attention, it is a service I offer.”
I might have been taken back by her forward response but
honestly by now it was feeling more normal to hear bold honest confessions from
riders. I glanced in the mirror occasionally as we talked. Being dark with the
mirror turned to night driving I could see her cleavage perfectly as well as
the soft lines of her throat. The rattling of the beast in the cage was
intense. Since the conversation was flowing I just let it roll as she talked.
“What kinds of services do you offer?” I regretted saying
that as soon as I did
Her giggle was like gasoline to my already on fired desire.
“Really I am good with most anything my clients want to do.
Most just want a woman to touch them or make them feel good. Listen and tell
them what a manly man they are, or beautiful woman. A couple like to tie me up,
and some like to be tied up.”
She was talking about the realm I am well acquainted with.
I shifted around in my seat as I heard a ping and saw the time
change with a message of stop added to the ride. She had edited the ride and
now it felt like cat and mouse as we drove into a dingy side of town. I pulled
up at the stop and she opened the back door getting out. Next thing I knew she
opened the passenger door in the front and got in.
“Baby I know men, I can see you have a need for some release. Would
you like me to help you with that?”
There was no hesitation as my brain was no longer doing the
thinking. I opened my door and walked toward the back of the car. She got out
and strode toward the back as well. My pants felt like a cage as she got
closer. I felt every nerve on edge as I grabbed her by the pony tail and pushed
her over the trunk of the car. Her “mummmm” of encouragement made me tingle as
my hand pushed up under her skirt. Her wet pussy a perfect hole to fulfill my
need with. Flipping her skirt up I exposed her tight rounded ass. I knelt down
and bit one side as she gasped.
“That’s it baby, have fun just don’t leave any marks okay”
I didn’t reply as my mind was too far gone. No warning as I pushed
three fingers straight into her wet hole. Her gasp and mew were like having my
own personal cheering squad. I thrust in and out as she started to gasp and
shudder. A few minutes later I had changed position still finger fucking her
then pulling her pony tail. I could feel her wetness coating me hand as she
gasped and shuddered.
“Oh my god, oh my god. OH MY GOOOOOODDDDD!!!!”
Her orgasm ripped through her as I smiled. I knew I was hitting her
G spot and I doubted she would be able to hold back and not cum. I pulled her
by the pony tail to the hood of the car. She offered no resistance as I pushed
her on the hood. I manhandled her lithe body getting her into the position I
wanted. Without warning I pulled my pants down and shoved my cock into her. The
curve in it ran the head along her G spot again as she was melting and shaking.
Thrust after thrust ripped into her as I unleashed my inter beast. Pulling her
hair back I growled as I bit her neck.
“Harder, bit harder” she uttered
As she wished, I bit harder. My hand ran up and I pinched her
nipple, her body stiff as she exploded in an almost violent wave of pleasure. Her
voice echoing off the empty building. Raw, dirty, animal sex as I pumped away.
I could feel my own need growing as I knew it was now or never. Grabbing her by
the throat my hand pinching her in the right place her body shuddering and she
went wild. I knew she would start to black out, I am no stranger to this. She jerked
as started to go limp. I let go knowing she was just at the edge of passing
out. Pulling my cock out of her wet cunt I pushed at the tight opening that had
yet to be violated. Her juices just enough to get the head of my cock in her
ass. That was all it took as I released my own volley of orgasmic bliss. In her
stupor as coming around she went into overdrive. Her howl of painful pleasure
was music to my ears as I pushed in. I kept going as long as I could as she
just shook and was incoherent. Finally the edge was wearing off as I was
covered in sweat despite if being chilly outside. As I pulled out she just laid
there for a moment, her eyes still glazed from the intensity.
“Baby you know how to use a woman” she finally whispered.
I offered her a towel to clean up with as she staggered to get her
footing. Wiping my cock clean with the towel she knelt and kissed the head.
“You evil piece of man meat, you made my poor little butt hurt. But
it felt so good.”
Getting back in the car I waited till she was ready to continue the
trip. Some small talk as we drove to the final destination. She leaned up
kissing my neck as we arrived.
“Baby I hope I get to ride with you again she said as she got out”
The beep of a
horn as the light had turned green. I quickly came to my senses and followed the
route to the destination.
She got out
she turned with a smiled, “Thank you for the ride baby, have a good night.”
I wished her a good night and turned off the meter. I had a wicked fantasy of her still playing in my head as I rolled for home. I hope her night was as good as mine was.
Now for my first Dashboard confession I am going to start off with this. Not an experience but how as the one behind the wheel I see the people that come and go in the cabin of my car. Each one different, dealing with their own moment and I get a snapshot into their life, tainted by whatever moment they are involved in or dealing with.
Do not disparage sweet mortal creature, the soft embrace of night will come as a cloak to engulf you. The dreaded specter of horrors and macabre isn’t near as frightening as the prospect of living in this day and age. It is not a case of if the Reaper comes, but when and how. Yes there are so many questions and so few answers. The vale is not an end but the beginning of a new adventure, a place of new hopes, dreams and exploration.
Alas the gift of immortality was not granted to the flesh of
humanity. Eternity belongs to the gods whom watch and select the next cattle
that is pleasing to them. Frail fleshy creatures, obsessed with life but not
with living, to extend the numbers of days but not truly experiencing the gift
as it is meant to be. Ants racing around as if members of a stirred mound,
climbing over one another to reach that moments destination only to repeat it
once again the next rotation of the earth. Plugging into the machine, being a
cog in a vast engine that would still run perfectly fine without the
infinitesimal offering. The worshipers that come in hopes of receiving some
reward for the effort put forth.
Predator and prey wrapped in the same soft flesh, predators
looking for the thrill of their prey falling under their prowess. The cycle a
revolving door and there is no top or end of it all. A sea of tossed waves. One
moment hunter, the next hunted, the hunter now hunted by the ones wishing to
keep the status quo. The vast sea of sheep in the fold so tempting for the
wolf, salivating as one has wandered into harm’s way. I bleating and then silence
as the wolf licks its chops savoring that last tender bite. Self-appointed keepers
of the flock, predators themselves hunting the wolf who will not conform to
what is said to be the normal behaviors of the flock. Oppression of the flock’s
expectation of each member quell the individual from striving to become more.
This quelling, is it the catalyst that causes one to fall
astray so to speak? Is it the fuel that sets the soul ablaze to engage in
various behaviors that seem deviant to others? I dare say this is far from the
truth. The reality is much more exciting and frightening to some. In the hidden
vault of the mind the pool of chemicals combine as the electrons fire. Neurons,
receptors more chemicals, experiences cause waves of hormones that ebb and flow
like a cerebral tidal pool. Perception is
so key to life, how one sees events, feels the moment unfolding. A glowing
smile or a gloomy frown all but the difference of a few facial muscles both
happening a moment apart as an event triggers the facial change. It is for the
one that encounters the wearer of the face to determine if that is meant for
them or is the result of some other event. A chess game for some, a challenge for
others an enigma for many. Again, the action expected when facing a smile, a scowl,
the embrace of a friend or the awkward bumping into some stranger, each has a
socially expected response. Even in the last moments of life as the flesh gasps
for that last breath, there is a seeming expectation.
Act amiss from the status normal and watch as the sheep
scatter, veer too far and see the gasp in horror. The truth is only in the
public eye do they wear this façade, for the heart and mind cage their own
would be deviant ideals. Captive to the form they die a little each day trying
to keep an accepted appearance else they be cast aside for one that seems more
normal to fit into that slot that has come available. Oh but the deep cravings
of their carnal flesh do call, beckoning them to indulge in the sweet delights.
The cookie in the jar calling, the apple with its tempting flesh just begging
to be taken and bitten into. The self-loathing that comes as hidden desires plague
the mind of the one trying to walk the line. Oh but for the one that tastes the
sweetness it is nirvana for the delights are endless.
Linger on in the land of sheep and wolves, endure the realm
and reality. One day the cloak will come and wrap softly or tightly bind plucking
its fruit from this realm. Either way stop being afraid, look to the adventures
and desires that are manifest in the depths of the mind, and live little sheep,
I will be starting a series from my experiences as a “taxi driver” that is my current profession. Some will be funny, some intriguing and some just WTF. Every day is an adventure out there on the road and I hope to share a few of these adventures in a way to entertain my readers.