Rachel Doesn't Do 'Normal' Pt. 03

It was annoying because she was just starting to get into the mood for a big night out. She hadn't even got on the dancefloor yet. The thought of all the male attention she would get if she started to sway to the rhythm of the music in such a short revealing dress, was enough to make her want to stay...but on second thoughts, she didn't trust herself in the state she was in right now, maybe it was best for them to leave.

Brendan didn't seem to care either way. She saw that his eyes were a bit glassy too.

A few minutes later they were all out on the street waiting for a taxi to pass by. Aaron had to prop himself up against lamp post to keep himself upright, while his younger brother sat on the cold curb, not trusting the wobble he felt in his legs.

Rachel tutted, it was obviously going to be up to her to get these two wasters back home in one piece.

"Taxi!"

As soon as the taxi driver clocked Rachel standing at the side of the road in her short black dress, he screeched to a halt.

Kadir had been a London cabbie for almost thirty years. He loved his job, but even more so when the weather got warmer. That was when the ladies skirts got shorter and their tops got smaller. It was one of the perks of the job, getting to meet young, gorgeous, unattainable women and flirt with them playfully. He knew he'd never get anywhere with them, at least not with the pretty ones, but it was fun to banter with them all the same.

Rarely had he had the pleasure of having a girl as stunning as Rachel in the back of his cab before. This girl was a knockout if ever he saw one.

Being of Greek decent, Kadir had always had a thing for blonde white girls. But a blonde white girl, with killer legs, huge perky tits and a face which would be the envy of any Hollywood movie star? She was a rare specimen, rare indeed.

His heart sank a bit when he noticed the two rather drunk looking guys she was with. He didn't normally take drunks. It was too much hassle to clean up their sick if they couldn't hold it in. But Rachel's presence was enough to make him loosen his principles this one time.

"All right love." He spoke in a thick cockney accent. "Where you off to?"

Rachel told him the address. She could tell by the way his eyes were roaming over her figure that he wasn't listening to her too intently.

"Not sure I know it love. One of you is going to have to jump in the front with me and give me directions." He made it sound like he was happy for anyone to take up the task, but Rachel knew it would have to be her, the others could hardly see out of the window.

She helped the two boys into the back, then jumped in the front with a pleased looking Kadir.

"If you're feeling sick fella's, let me know and I'll stop. Don't want you messing up my seats!" He called back through the hole in the Perspex shield.

There was a grumbled response which he took to mean ok, so he fired up the engine and set off.

"So good night was it?" Kadir instantly sprang into chatty cabbie mode.

"Yeah it was ok. I wish we could have stayed out longer, but the boys peaked too soon I guess."

"That's the problem with these younger fella's. No stamina." He said with a cheeky wink. Rachel rolled her eyes at the obvious crude connotation, but she couldn't stop from smiling inwardly.

They chatted for a while about his job, something cab drivers seemed to love to do. Kadir was finding it nearly impossible to keep eyes on the road. He felt his cock throb into life when he clocked Rachel's tits bouncing high upon her chest, after they drove over a speed bump.

"Looks like both your lads are out for the count." Kadir could see the two men in his rear-view mirror slumped against one another, seemingly asleep.

Rachel turned in her seat to check on them. Kadir spotted instantly that the motion had caused her short dress to ride up ever so slightly. He gasped in delight when he briefly caught a glimpse of what looked to be a stocking top creeping into view. Wow this girl is something else, he thought to himself, whilst shaking his head disbelievingly.

"Brilliant, they're fast asleep. I hope they wake up when we get there. I'm not dragging them up to the flat." She swivelled back around in her seat, pulling her dress down as she went.

"Don't worry love. I'll give you a hand with them if you can't manage. Some lads just can't handle their beer can they?"

"Aww that's kind of you." Rachel hadn't meant to, but she found herself patting his shoulder affectionately. "What's you name by the way? I'm Rachel."

Kadir cleared his throat, he was a bit flustered by the sudden contact. "Nice to meet ya Rachel. I'm Kadir."

"Kadir? That's an unusual name. Where are you from?"

"Yeah it's Turkish. My dad's Turkish, mother's Greek. I was born in Greece, but we moved over here when I was a nipper."

Rachel probably would have guessed he was Mediterranean. He had that sleazy Greek waiter look about him. She guessed he was probably in his mid-fifties. He was olive skinned and incredibly hairy. His arms were covered in a thick mat of dark hair, as was the part of his chest she could see underneath the line of his t-shirt.

Really hairy men made her skin crawl, yet simultaneously made her pussy tingle. There was something primal and rugged about them. Like they were more beast than man.

Stop it Rachel, she inwardly scolded herself. It was no good though, she was beginning to writhe in her seat, rubbing her legs together, as her thoughts wandered down darker paths. She knew it was just the urges left over from her earlier experience with Arthur. All she had to do was get through the next few days and they'd fade away.

Rachel was snapped out of the naughty daydream which was beginning to develop, when Kadir spoke again. "So what do you do Rachel? No don't tell me...you're a model?"

"Haha! Nope! Guess again" It was a cheesy line but the mixture of the alcohol and her developing urges were enough to make her play along with his flirting.

"Well you're in the wrong business whatever you're doing then. A girl as stunning as you could make a killing in the modelling industry." Kadir gave her a cheeky wink. He was loving this.

"Stop it!" She patted his arm playfully again. "How many catwalk models have you seen with boobs as big as mine then?"

Kadir's eyes lit up at Rachel's casual mention of her spectacular tits. It was as though she was inviting him to look at them, an opportunity his was swift to take.

"I didn't say catwalk model did I? With assets like those though, you'd clean up in the glamour world, trust me. I've met a few of those girls in my time and none of them are a patch on you."

Brendan awoke with a start. He'd only meant to close his eyes briefly, but apparently he'd fallen asleep. The world was still spinning a bit, so he closed them again. Listening to his brother gently snoring next to him was nearly enough to make him drift off again, but then he heard Rachel's voice and his attention was immediately gripped.

"So you think just because I have big breasts, that I should get them out for lad's magazines? I don't think so somehow." She replied with a laugh.

"Why not? It's good money. You're only young once girl. Make the most of it while you still can." Kadir couldn't believe he was having this conversation with such a gorgeous girl, it truly was a treat.

"How much money?" She asked enquiringly.

"Oh it's a lot believe me, those girls are getting thousands for each shoot I reckon. Mind you, fake boobs probably aren't as much in demand as large natural breasts are, but you could still make a lot of dough." Kadir knew what he doing.

"You think my boobs are fake? What makes you think that?" Rachel replied indignantly. She guessed he was leading her down the path that many guys had tried before. It was a blatant attempt to cop a feel, but she didn't care.

"Well they can't be real can they?"

"Why not?"

"Well...because they're so big...and they look so pert. No natural tits can sit so high without some sort of industrial strength bra. You can't pull the wool over my eyes love. No way are those puppies the real deal."

Rachel looked at him shrewdly. "So this is the part where I insist they're real, but you won't believe me until I let you feel them for yourself is it? Do you think I was born yesterday?" She joked.

"Damn it. Busted. Well you can't blame an old boy for trying now can ya?"

Brendan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't think he could cope with watching Rachel get it on with another much older man.

"I suppose not. Anyway I thought you didn't know the way to my address? We're nearly there already and I haven't given you one direction yet."

"Well you can't blame me for that one either. I rarely get women as beautiful as you in my cab. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to get a better look at you now could I? I'm only human love." Kadir laughed and luckily Rachel did too.

"Here feel this." He grabbed Rachel's dainty hand and placed it on his broad chest. "My hearts going a mile a minute. Hasn't beat that fast since I gave up jogging 10 years ago."

Rachel thought that judging by the size of his gut, giving up jogging wasn't the smartest choice he'd ever made, but she was enjoying the attention all the same. "Ha! You men are all the same." She slapped his chest lightly in a playful reproach.

The truth was she was almost painfully horny now. She could feel her body coming alive, reacting to this perverted older man's attention, but she knew she couldn't do anything about it, not with Brendan and Aaron in the car...although they were both fast asleep. No Rachel! Bad Rachel!

They pulled up outside her apartment building and Kadir turned on the light. "Christ, you really are a rare beauty. A girl who looks even better when the lights go up." He'd always been a man who spoke his mind before he had time to think, but in this case it was warranted. Now that he could see her sparkling blue eyes in all their glory, it was enough to make his cock strain madly against his jeans. Everything about her was pure perfection. From the shimmer of her full pouty lips, to the way her incredible curves were nestled so snuggly inside her tight little dress. She was unreal.

Rachel shook her head at him. "You do love a good flirt don't you?"

"It's all a bit of harmless fun. Makes the days go quicker love. Anyway that'll be £18.40. But let's call it £15, seeing as you had to put up with all my so called charm!"

Rachel looked over her shoulder at the two sleeping lads. She could hear faint snoring, coming from one if not both of them.

There was something about this cheeky chappie cockney that she liked, but maybe it wasn't only him, maybe the thought of doing something naughty with another old man, while her boyfriend and his brother were almost within touching distance, maybe that's what was really turning her on.

She mulled it over for a few seconds, before her body made the decision she predicted it would.

"I don't have any money in my handbag. Aaron has it all in his wallet." Her voice had become more softly spoken all of a sudden.

"That's fine, we'll just wake them up and...oh..."

Rachel unbuckled her seatbelt and shifted towards Kadir. Her fingernail traced a line up along his hairy arm while she whispered. "Or we could let them sleep a while longer? I'm sure I could think up another way of paying you?" With that she reached up and turned the inside taxi light back off.

"W...what? Oh...Oh my god..." Kadir couldn't understand how or why Rachel's mood had changed so swiftly, but he wasn't about to argue either.

Rachel was determined that if she was going to do this, she was going to have to do it fast. The risks were simply too high otherwise.

Brendan opened his eyes a crack, just in time to see Rachel's head disappearing into the taxi drivers lap. He heard the sound of a zipper opening and couldn't believe she was doing this again. He slowly craned his neck to look at his brother, who was still fast asleep, snoring loudly. In that moment his mind was made up. If she was this promiscuous, then he was definitely going to try and blackmail Rachel with what he knew. Apparently she must get some kind of kick out of cheating anyway, so maybe, just maybe, she might not shoot him down. As unbelievable as that was to comprehend.

The thought of being with her, both excited and also petrified the inexperienced young lad. He'd seen now what an animal she was in bed. Surely he wouldn't be able to last much longer than a second without blowing his load? He imagined her laughing at him hysterically after he'd cum in his pants before she'd even touched him. Still...he was determined to try.

Rachel had swiftly retrieved Kadir's nicely large cock from the confines of his jeans. It was around the same size as Arthur's, longer and thicker than Aaron's for sure.

He was already nice and hard, so wasting no time at all, she wrapped her lips around his head and sank the full length of his rigid shaft into her tight little throat.

Kadir groaned loudly, unable to stop himself, as he felt her mouth engulf his throbbing tool. "Ssshh!" Rachel whispered crossly, before returning to feverishly suck on his long hard shaft.

He threaded his fingers through her soft golden hair and guided her head as she savaged his old cock like a woman possessed.

"Sshhiiitt!" He hissed, as he felt her soft tongue swirl around his engorged tip, before she plunged her mouth down to the base of his dick once more. It was like heaven on earth for the disbelieving old boy.

Rachel was knelt on her seat, which caused her ass to rise high into the air. With his free hand Kadir dragged up her short black dress and began to roughly caress the soft firm flesh of her glorious ass cheeks. He gave her a few sharp spanks, which drove Rachel to hungrily devour him with more and more urgency. She couldn't stop herself moaning around his cock as she felt him start to tug her panties up into her crack.

They were being as quiet as possible but Brendan could still hear the occasional gagging and slurping sound as Rachel's throat was repeatedly probed by the cabbies hard cock. He was getting strangely cross at her for being so obvious with her cheating. Maybe he should wake up Aaron just to see the drama unfold. But he knew it had to be kept a secret, otherwise his time would never come.

Kadir could feel he was close to cumming already. He'd never had such an intense blow job in his entire life and never from a girl as hot as Rachel. His balls were churning, it wouldn't be long now.

Rachel was sucking hard and fast. She let Kadir force her head down onto his pistoning cock as he thrust himself up into her hungry mouth. "Unnnnggghhh." He groaned again.

She could feel her pussy was dripping wet. This was so wrong, but it felt so good.

Sensing he was about to blow, Kadir reached underneath Rachel's hunched over body and thrust his hand down the front of her dress. The second he grabbed one of her mind blowing tits and mauled it roughly, he erupted into her mouth.

He continued to squeeze her incredible breasts, as he dumped more and more of his sticky seed into Rachel's tight little throat. "Fuck...oh fuck yeah." He breathed quietly.

Rachel swallowed every last drop of his salty seed happily. She continued to slowly suck his gradually wilting tool until it was clean, while Kadir caressed the soft pliant flesh of her weighty breasts more sensitively, now that his primal urges had been appeased.

Eventually Rachel straightened up, wriggling her dress back into place, while wiping her lips with a devilish grin. She looked back, thrilled to see the boys were still sound asleep, knowing that she'd gotten away with her naughty little act of adultery once again.

Kadir shook his head disbelievingly as he tucked himself away and opened the door. Rachel hopped out the other side and walked around the cab to join him on the pavement.

"Well time to wake up the sleeping beauties." She'd just opened the back door and was leaning into the taxi, about to give her boyfriend a gentle shake to wake him up, when she felt Kadir's hand sliding up the back of her dress. Rachel gasped as he cupped her pussy through her soaking wet panties from behind.

The sight of Rachel bent over in front of him had been too much to handle for the old cabbie. Her dress had ridden up again slightly, revealing another teasing glimpse of her sexy stocking tops. The temptation was too irresistible to pass up.

At first he could see Rachel was shaking her head at him through the darkness. He felt her trying to push his hand away. However as soon as his fingers had begun to rub against the smooth silky gusset of her panties, she seemed to freeze in place.

Rachel was in a real quandary now. She was desperate for a release of her own, her body was screaming at her to let him continue, but the part of her brain currently not clouded by sexual desire was shouting even more loudly, that this was not the time or the place.

Brendan opened his eyes a crack to see what was going on. He was beyond the point of not believing what he saw when it came to Rachel now. It seemed that with this girl, apparently anything goes.

Rachel ground her mound against his chubby fingers, then gasped again as she felt him peel her sodden panties to the side. A longing sigh escaped her lips as he very slowly slid one, then two fingers up inside her hungry pussy.

She tied to push herself back onto them, urging him to go faster and deeper, but Kadir seemed content to slowly tease her to begin with.

Unfortunately for her, Brendan had decided that enough was enough. He knew that he'd have to pretend to be waking from a deep sleep, so keeping his eyes shut he stretched out his arms and yawned loudly.

Kadir jumped back and Rachel yanked her dress back down, just in time to see Brendan's eyes lazily open. "Wake up sleepy head, we're back home now. Time to get up." She said, slightly breathily.

"Errr...my head." Brendan purposely slurred his best impression of a drunk person. "Can someone tell the world to stop spinning?"

"You take the little one, I'll get the bigger lad." Kadir unclipped Aaron's seatbelt and pulled him to his feet. Aaron woke up briefly, mumbling something incoherent, but he was practically a dead weight, leaning against the taxi driver for support.

This was Brendan's opportunity to mess with Rachel for a change. Even though he was slightly smaller than she was, he was determined to not make it easy for the young blonde to lift him. She tried again and again to hook his arm over her shoulder and pull him upright but he was refusing to play along.

He had a good feel of her slender waist in the struggle. Her body felt toned but with just enough softness to make her feel wonderfully feminine.

Brendan was worried he might blow it if he didn't start playing ball soon. After Rachel's third attempt to lift him, he purposely pulled her back down onto the seat with him. There was a brief moment when he felt her large breasts squash against his chest, which was enough to make his teenage cock pulse with longing.

"It's no good, you might have to do two trips Kadir. He's too heavy for me."

That was the last thing Brendan wanted. So finally he wrapped his arm around her waist and allowed Rachel to pull him to his feet.

Kadir was practically carrying Aaron, while Brendan trudged sluggishly towards the elevator, leaning into Rachel, pretending he needed her support.

Once the lift doors closed, Brendan couldn't resist letting his head slip a few inches down off Rachel's shoulder, so that his cheek was nuzzled against the top of her heaving breast. Rachel didn't even notice until Kadir spoke. "Looks like the kid's got the right idea. He's found himself a nice pillow to sleep on already." He chuckled.