Erotic story: “With my eyes on the taxi driver, I caress his erection”
Rose is finally back in Paris, back in the arms of Jacques. The foreplay starts on the train and when she sees him she cannot contain herself.
I walk quickly towards Jacques. “Bonjour, chérie”, he says. Wrapping my arm around him and pressing myself against him, I lower my hand between us towards his crotch. He chuckles in my ear. “Did the train journey take you too long?” I kiss him, let my tongue slide into his mouth. The two hours in the TGV lasted forever. And that daydream about the last time made me want only one thing. Suddenly, behind me, I hear a man clearing his throat. When I look back, I see the driver looking around smiling. “Luggage, madam?” Quickly, I push my rolling suitcase in his direction. Jacques opens the door with a swing and I lower myself onto the cool upholstery of the taxi. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Calm down, Rose. Quiet.
Jacques slides into the back seat of the car next to me. The driver deftly manoeuvres through the busy streets of Paris. It is rush hour, so the drive to his house will take some time. I feel Jacques place his hand over mine. When he squeezes it for a moment I look at him and he at me. In his eyes I see what he wants to do with me. I can't tear my gaze away from him. He studies my face inch by inch. It is almost as if he is already touching me. We sit like that for minutes, without saying anything.
As Jacques shuffles towards me, I glance quickly at the driver. He talks busily into his phone and is totally oblivious to what is happening in his back seat. Jacques gently grabs my chin and kisses my lips, for a moment I feel his tongue. “You taste like more”, he whispers. As I press myself against him, I hear his breathing quicken. “Putain”, he growls in my ear. Clearly, I am not the only one with little patience. With my eyes on the taxi driver, I caress his erection, already clearly visible in his pantaloons. His hand squeezes my neck warningly, signalling me to stop. I look at him and grin. The twinkle in his eyes already says what he is about to do to me.
The taxi brakes at the door of the apartment complex and Jacques is already jumping out of the car. He presses money into the driver's hands, grabs my suitcase and meanwhile pushes me towards the front door. “In you go”, he laughs. I want nothing more. As he tries to put the keys in the lock, I caress his buttocks. I hook my fingers behind the edge of his trousers and I hear him curse restrainedly. The door swings open. Jacques quickly pulls me into the hall. He pulls me close to him and his hand disappears into my hair. He pulls it gently, while his other hand disappears under my top.
Longing for him takes over me. I am in a hurry. My hands search for his belt. Jacques breath quickens as I slip my hand into his boxers. I look at him as I stroke his erection. “Fuck”, he sighs and squeezes his eyes shut. Suddenly, he lifts me off the floor and walks me to the dining table. He finds the button of my trousers and slides the jeans down over my hips. Then he plants me on the edge of the table. With his hands, he pushes my legs apart and I immediately feel him inside me. He's in as much of a hurry as I am.
Jacques bends over me. His hands around my neck, his lips just barely touching mine, at each thrust deep inside me his eyes squeeze together for a moment, but otherwise he looks at me uninterrupted. He was never as close as he is now. It is as if he is crawling under my skin. I long to feel him up and inside me so fiercely that I need almost nothing for an orgasm. I put my hands around his buttocks and pull him even deeper into me. It's almost as if he disappears inside me. The shocks pull through my legs, through my buttocks and stomach. Jacques feels that I am about to cum and it seems to be his cue. With one hand firmly on my lower abdomen and the other on my hip, he moves inside me faster and faster. I clamp down on the table as the orgasm ripples through me, taking me over. And with a deep moan, Jacques too cums.
“Merde Rose. You must never stay away for so long again.” And honestly, after this horny lovemaking, I had no intention of doing so at all.
Credit: Netflix/Karolina Grabowska
