Hi guys.
Been a long time since I posted a story here about my experiences hooking up with passengers. I think the last time was in 2013.
During these years I have met, sweet talked, got sweet talked, and get laid with a few female passengers. Wanting to write here but time is not a friend to me. By the time I finish work too tired to write liao lol.
Anyways, all the events are true. Those experiences are not pre planned. I am a friendly person, but not that talkative. If I ask a question to break the ice and receive cold answers, then I just keep quiet after that and concentrate on driving. But sometimes the customers are quite chatty, and I must say it takes quite a skill to bring up the sex topic - if opportunity permits- without being crude or rude.
Some of the information I have changed them a bit, to try to remain as anonymous as I can.
So without further delay, lets start..
It was about 11.30pm on a Wednesday. Ladies night. I was sending a male passenger to Clarke Quay. During the journey we kept talking and joking. We were having a very good conversation. It helps because it makes my mind thinking, and not steering away from boredom, or even sleepiness.
When we reached Clarke Quay, I turned right to Tan Tye Place. A few taxis were already in queue along the road. So I stopped somewhere away from the taxi stand. We continued to chat happily while the passenger paid for the cab fare.
“Oi brother. Outside got chio bu waiting for you siol” the passenger exclaimed.
We both looked out.
Standing outside was a Caucasian lady. So hot both of us were sweating inside my air conditioned taxi.
I remembered her as tall and slender. Blonde. Tanned. She was wearing a very thin cotton tee, with a plunging V neck. The tee was so thin I could see the laces of her black bra, the cups pushing her breasts upwards, creating a mesmerising view of cleavage.
Well, my passenger was staring hard at her and did not budge
“Wei, what are you waiting for. Have fun!” I said.
“Sialla bro the chio bu wanted to take you cab la sial” he was excited like monkey got peanuts.
He then alighted and grinned at the lady like sick perverted prick. The lady smiled at him and to me. She then bend over to the front passenger seat. I wind down the window.
She was sweating, and her glorious cleavage, damped with sweat, blinked at me.
What a sight to behold!
The bra cup was holding on well to that pair of gorgeous pair of bosoms. Although it seemed like they could spill out anytime.
She was asking me something but I didn’t hear it. My eyes were fixed at those bosoms.
Maybe realising it she then turned her body away.
“Hello?!”
Startled I apologised profusely.
“Yes Ma’am sorry Ma’am! Going where?” I asked. Was afraid she got pissed if she knew I was checking out her rack. Or worse. A complain!
But she was still smiling
“Can you send me to Woodlands?”
Heck, even if you were going to somewhere a few streets away, I will still send you.
But Woodlands?
“Sure, come in!” I replied.
So she boarded the taxi.
“Yes, to abcde place please”
I was suprised. Which I will tell you why in a while.
So I drove away anr proceeded to the location. When an attractive passenger got on your cab? You will feel more spirited. More alert. More positive. I think thats natural.
When I reached CTE, I just concentrate on driving. But I was thinking back about my conversation with the previous passenger, so funny! Without knowing it I was smiling and grinning.
“What happened?” I was caught suprise by the question.
For a while I forgot about the beautiful passenger behind me. I looked at the rear mirror. There she was, hairs untied, relaxing at the back, her cleavage so awesome peeking behind the top she was wearing.
“Oh nothing Ma’am” I answered. Abit embarrassed as she caught me smiling for no reason.
“Are you sure? I don’t look strange do I?” She asked.
Huh? What a question! I asked her why she said like that. She gave out a cute soft giggle.
“Oh no la Ma’am, on the contrary, you look super gorgeous. Too hot even you yourself can’t take the heat”. And I added on a bit about the reason I was smiling to myself. But the first bait had been released.
She glanced at me and gave a pout. Then she looked outside. I could see she was smiling too to herself..
“Why do you stay so far up north?” I asked her, genuinely curious.
From my experience driving a cab, there are not many Caucasian expats who lived so far up north.
“I teach in a school” she replied with a smile.
A teacher! I was shocked.
This hot lass at the back seat, a teacher?
If you got to know someone hot and she happens to be a teacher, what is the default question?
Yeap.
“Damn girl, which school? I wanna be your student! I’ll definitely attend your class every single time!” I grinned.
She laughed. Must have got that a thousand of times.
“Why? Why do you want to be my student?” She asked me. Caught me off guard.
Because I want to visually raped you every single day. That’s why.
Instead,
“Erm because I know I will come to school and not feel boring if you are my teacher wearing like that to school!”.
Lame, horrible, pathetic, answer.
But sometimes it worked!
She then adjusted her position by sitting in the middle of the back seat, leaning forward. She then pinched my left cheek.
“You cheeky monkey!” She laughed.
Ouch! I smiled and looked at her, but my eyes automatically glanced at her bosoms. I swore they were dancing at me!
Firm, round, full. C cup at the very least.
I glanced again and indeed she was wearing a lacey, no lined type of bra. The one which does not have padding on the cups.
Did I saw a flash of pinkiness behind those laces??
She was still giggling but she was looking direct at me after I did a few hit and run glances towards her tits. Oh, oh.. caught red handed!
“Those are real, by the way”.
Ergk. I never said anything!
I was a bit embarrassed. A little bit regret because I shouldn’t have allowed her to notice, that I was noticing her.
So I looked infront again and diverted her attention by posing her some questions.
Apparently, she is a teacher, teaching programming, in a school north of Singapore. She is an Italian and just arrived from Singapore 6 months back. Previously worked in a games software company in Korea. Came here as she was offered an opportunity to teach.
And she’s just 26. Impressive credentials.
Reminded me of My First Sex Teacher.
This is a girl with beauty and brain.
I nonchalantly quipped that her boyfriend must be a lucky bastard.
“Oh no. I dunt have one. The last time I was in a relationship was when im in the UK. I split with him and went to Korea. Life is short for sad news. My money is mine only. I answerable to myself only. See the world. Have fun!”
Okay. Beautiful, brainy and bold.
As I am working long hours, I depend much on coffee to stay awake and focused. Unfortunately coffee is diuretic, and so suddenly I had the feeling to go pee!
Bad news liao!
So I just shook my leg to endure. Luckily we were nearing our destination.
“Whats wrong?” She asked. So I told her.
“Haha should have keep an empty bottle or plastic bag in case of emergency! "
“Yeah but I could not do it when I have a passenger duh” I gave a dumb face.
She laughed so hard her boobs were juggling.
“Oh im sure they will understand. I would. You have a bottle? I can help you aim properly!” She continued laughing.
Huh? Was she joking or being real?
“I will have a hard on”, I told her.
She squinted her eyes and stuck her tongue out.
“Im sure you would”
My cock began to raise..
Bloody hell, this bitch was cock-teasing me!
Usually, I could outwit girls who try to troll me. But this one, she’s a bit tough. Maybe I rarely talk to ang mohs. Maybe the Asian inferiority complex prevented me, or should I cautiously choose my words so as not to offend her.
Maybe she was simply stunning.
She continued smiling, realising that im numb for words. And I chose not to reply. Afraid I said wrongly.
As a taxi driver being in the same vehicle with a female is the most dangerous part of the job. Wrong move or words you might end up at the wrong side of the law. Even if the women are talkative, friendly, or even horny, never make the first move. It could be an entrapment. Or maybe mystery shopper to check our attitude towards passengers.
“Turn right and the junction in front, left. All the way straight to the building at the end” she instructed.
Finally! We reached the destination. My bladder going to burst!
She wanted to use credit card, to which I obliged. But after a few tries, the transaction was not approved. She then wanted to use NETS. I inserted the card to the terminal, she punched the numbers. We waited for a while and again, not approved.
“Hmm.. no signal maybe” I said. What a waste or time.
She wanted to do it again. So this time I on all the interior lights, turned my body to the left so I was facing her, and inserted the credit card again into the terminal. And waited.
My eyes were firmly on her breasts.
The Devil was whispering at my ear to grab them!
TET! Not approved!
“Oh fuck me!” She exclaimed. Yup, when?
My legs were shaking non stop. I could urine anytime now.
So I told her “Look I teach you how to do the transaction can you do it yourself I really need to pee.
She looked at me, with that awwww expression.
“Look I dunt have enough cash. Why dunt you park your car at the lot and follow me up to my apartment? I can give you the cash and you can go to relief yourself”
Without any hesitation I agree.
Not because of anything, but I just want to pee!
Bro kleenexBest.. lol seriously? For real?
That cabbie either must be desperate or stupid. If he gets caught.. oh dear.
And u shud make a thread abt that experience bro!
So I parked my taxi properly, printed the receipt, and locked the vehicle. I was waddling (if thats the correct word) like a duck, knees bend towards each other, body bent forward.
She was waiting at the lift lobby and when she saw me she burst out laughing, so hard that her laughter echoes throughout the lobby.
Bloody bitch!
The lift arrived and we went in. She pressed the 4th level button. She was still laughing and I saw a tear or two in her eyes. I was quite upset already.
“Hey whats so funny. Im in a difficult situation now. You know how it feels trying to contain your bladder huh?”
She stopped laughing but still grinning. She wiped her eyes and apologised.
“Yes I understand but your are too funny!”
Im not sure which part of me is a clown. But I was having a personal war with my bladder, so whatever.
The lift door opened. She turn right and walked to the end of the corridor. Her unit was the furthest away from the lift. No matter.
She opened the door. The unit was dimly lit.
She pointed to the left.
“Thats the kitchen. The toilet is there”
Without saying anything, I flipped my shoes away and rushed to the toilet. Locked the door, hastily unbuttoned my jeans, took aim.
My eyes went cock-eyed.
After a while I buttoned back my jeans and flushed the toilet.
Phew!
And then it struck me.
Where. The. Hell. Am. I?
Shit, im at the passenger’s house! And I walked in, no run in, like it is my damn house!
“What are you doing so long in there? You stuck on something” her voice echoed through the apartment, teasing me again.
I washed my face and left the toilet.
And then I stepped out of the kitchen, I saw her. There at the corner, she was bending in front of the computer, with cigarette in her mouth.
I saw her bending in front of the computer, still with her top.
But with her jeans off.
Wearing only panties.
I gasped.
The computer table was placed at a corner, accompanied by a night lamp. The yellow light from the lamp was not bright, giving enough light to its surrounding area.
As she was standing in front of the computer, the light gave a glorious silhoutte of the body. Her body was athletic, and I could see clearly her bra cup dangling beneath the tee. Like a sore thumb.
My didi brother got sore too.. trying to stand inside my tight jeans.
She was wearing a black lacey panties, her butt cheek exposed for me to drool at. Her legs so long, slender and tanned.
She was seen typing furiously on the keyboard. Mumbling to herself, her stick still on her lips. She was holding onto the ciggy without smoking, the ash stayed because she didnt flicked them away. And when the ash became too heavy they dropped onto the floor.
She cursed in foreign language. Italian maybe. But it was so sexy!
She bent over and tried to wipe and picked whatever ashes on the floor. She was literally bending down 180 degrees, her round perky butt facing me.
God damn!
Without knowing it I was inching a bit towards her. I got enchanted with the rear view. I wanted to call her but my mouth was zipped tight.
She stood over again and then faced me. She was just a few metre from me. She was tall. Probably 1.70 metre. She was slim but curvy, with well toned hands and legs. Her hair, blonde, messy. Her eyes were pale blue. But her lips. Her fucking lips. Thick on the upper side, shapely on the bottom.
Sub consciously I bit my tongue.
She came closer to me, smiling.
“You done?” She asked me.
“Huh?” Im puzzled. I forgot the main reason I was there.
She closed her mouth and laughed. Her eyes were glancing at the toilet.
Ohh.. yes! I told her and thanked for letting me use the bathroom.
“Are you in a rush? Do you want coffee?” She asked me.
“No thanks but can I smoke before I go?” I responded.
Her eyes became wide. As if in disbelief.
“I need to smoke. Need to calm down my nerves” I explained.
“Whatever for?” She was puzzled.
I looked her from top to bottom. Then I looked into her eyes.
“Miss you are too hot. And I need to control myself. Else I would do things that you might not like it. So..”
She interrupted me by bending in front of me, boobs wanting to spill out from her bra.
She then took of her panties.
When she stood up again, her clean shaven pussy was smiling at me.
Hello there..
“Sure, sit down, have a smoke”, she said sluttily…
I reallised then what I wished for might come true. All the fantasies back when we were in the cab, of me gobbing her delightful breasts, pumping her hard from behind, hearing her moaned my name.
I could smell sex in the air.
Yet I must show patience.
I sat at the nearby sofa, took out a cigarette. Lighted it and inhaled the first puff deeply. I felt I was dreaming. Because in dreams, you do not know how they start, and how they end. You are just thrown to the middle part.
Just like a dream, I didnt know how we ended up in her apartment. Like everything was going so fasst and unnoticed.
I took another puff and inhaled it deeply again. She was standing in front of me, slender legs, and her pussy was staring back at me. I felt like a hungry wolf wanting to pounce on that delicious oyster.
Suddenly she came forward and bent towards me. She kissed my forehead. My eyes were directly staring at her breasts. My hands were itching to hold them, fondled them. And she continued kissing my face, ears and cheeks, slowly position herself kneeling infront of me.
“You are funny, and animated. And I like funny guys” she said. Her hands cupped my face and kissed my eyes, nose, upper lips.
“Life is short to be serious. I would rather be easy going, care free, enjoy every second of my life appreciating what I have, rather than going to bed thinking about things that I don’t have, should have” she continued, kissing gently on my neck.
I was so aroused I didn’t give a fuck about what she was saying. This aint no philosophy lesson. Time to get practical.
She continued kissing my neck, her hands were all over my body. Slowly she began to unbutton my shirt. I took the opportunity to get a few more puffs. This is pure bliss! Wish I was smoking cigar, relaxing while this white girl servicing me. Thug life baby.
She then sat on top of me. All this while I was doing nothing so I guessed its my turn now when she took the cigarette from my hand and her right hand pressing my head closer to her body. I took the cue as I licked her neck and slowly went down to her shoulder bones. I was trying to play it slow holding on to her waist and resisting the tempation to grab her breasts. But one can have only such limitations in life.
Finally, I succumbed and lifted her top, exposing her beautiful round breasts. I cupped them. Ohh.. soo good. They were soft and tender and full. I began to lift up her bra, her bronzed tits bounced back gently. Her distinct bikini line shows shes a frequent beach goer.
Her nipples were nude skin in colour, cute and hard. It was obvious I was ravenous. I cupped her breast gently and sucked her nips.
“Ahhh” she moaned.
I sucked gently and gave out a wet loud smooch sound. I used the tip of my tongue and continued licking her nipples, now getting harder.
She wrapped her hands around my head, her head tilted upwards, breathing heavily. Sometimes she took a long puff of the cigarette and her moans were filled with smoke..
I licked her cute perky breasts like there’s no tomorrow. She was moaning hard, back arched. Her nipples were hard, easier for me to play with them.
Suddenly she stood up. She stubbed the ciggy on the ashtray on the table behind her. She then pushed the table away and came to me on all fours. Her hands were rubbing my groin.
“Gosh im so horny!” She said.
“Maybe you are drunk” I told her.
“Or maybe you are too cute” she countered.
I laughed. Definitely drunk. Or maybe wasted.
She moved forward and we continued kissing passionately. Her boobs were dangling halfway from her bra, her pointy nipples begging me to be sucked. I rubbed them like there’s no tomorrow.
She then unzipped me jeans. My dick was already rock hard screaming to be let out.
She was back on her knees, one hand taking out my cock, one hand fondling her breast.
With a slutty look, she smiled.
And then she kissed my cock.
I want to fly…