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Diary of a cabbie (Experience #2)
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.. |
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Yes. Yes. Don't delay.
Hope I don't sit on your sticky back seat.
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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! |
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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.. |
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Re: Diary of a cabbie (Experience #2)
Setting up a tent .
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Wonderful things to come
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camping ~~~
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Camping here for more! Nice story!
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TS please continue ASAP
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Damn nice view when a woman bend forward that way
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"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. |
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Re: Diary of a cabbie (Experience #2)
Do continue TS
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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.. Last edited by hiretuja; 13-11-2015 at 05:03 AM. |
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FakeTaxi? hahaha
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Re: Diary of a cabbie (Experience #2)
camping ....
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