This one time, I was sitting on a side street just off the strip. It was two a.m. and I was drinking coffee. The action was slow, so I thought I'd start cruising. I was about to pull away, when I saw these two girls, both of them twenty, maybe twenty-one. Tourists. Blonde and brunette. They were walking like they were lost when they spotted me and headed in my direction.
Right off I could tell they were drunk. The blonde had her arm around the other one's shoulder, staggering slightly on her black three-inch heels. She was wearing white stockings that went up to just above her knees, a tiny little pleated skirt, and a tight top that showed off her midriff real nice. The brunette had on a pair of extra tight pants and a low-cut blouse. Her cleavage was busting to get out. They were both laughing hysterically.
They stopped by my window. 'You on?' said the blonde.
I smiled. 'I'm always on, ladies.'
That cracked them up. Drunks are so easy to entertain.
'Will you give us a ride?' asked the brunette. The blonde nudged her and snickered uncontrollably.
'Sure. Hop in.'
When they were in the back, I adjusted the mirror so I could see them both. 'Where to?'
'Take us where there's some fun,' the blonde whined. 'Everything's boring around here.'
'Tuesday night,' I explained. 'Not much going on, unless you know where to look.'
I figured I'd take them across town the long way; they wouldn't notice. While I was driving I kept glancing at them sitting close together in the back seat. The brunette was whispering something to the blonde, but the blonde kept saying no.
'Don't you think she should show me?' the brunette asked me.
'Terri! Shut up!' the blonde laughed, slapping her playfully on the leg.
'Show you what?' I asked.
'Lisa got a Brazilian done today,' Terri smiled. 'She won't show it to me.'
I sat up a little straighter. I've seen some pretty hot shit in the back of my cab, but it had been a while since I had a real live one. 'Well,' I said, smiling to myself, 'I think it's only fair that you should see it. I mean, you might be thinking of getting it done yourself, right?'
'That's right!' They laughed hysterically again. 'I might want it done, so I should see how it looks first.'
Terri was trying to pull Lisa's skirt up and peek. I was trying to concentrate on not crashing the cab.
'Come on, Lis. I wanna see.'
'I'm not showing you my pussy in a fucking cab,' said Lisa.
I shrugged. 'If you're worried about me, I promise I won't look.'
'There,' said Terri, 'he's not going to look. Now show me your beaver, you bitch.'
We came to a red light. The street was quiet; no other cars. I made as if I was watching the lights, but I could see the mirror from the corner of my eye. Lisa hesitated, then nodded. Terri pushed Lisa's skirt up over her thighs. I was watching fully now. She wasn't wearing any panties, and her smooth, pink lips were in plain sight. I got a stiff one right there and then. I could make out the very thin strip of straw-colored hair above her clit. She'd had the works alright.
Terri inspected it, and Lisa opened her legs wider to give her a better view. Then Lisa looked up at the mirror. When her eyes met mine, she closed her legs again. 'Hey! You promised you wouldn't look.'
'Ha!' Terri poked her in the ribs. 'Now a cabbie's seen your cunt, you slut.'
Lisa suddenly lifted her top, but only for a few seconds. She wasn't wearing a bra, either 'There. Now he's seen my tits, too.'
My cock strained against my jeans. Lisa's tits were small and looked juicier than Florida peaches. She had little button nipples that I could have sucked on all day.
When Terri had stopped giggling she said, 'So, what do you think, cabbie? Should I get a Brazilian too?'
'I don't know. I'd have to see yours to judge properly.'
She put her hand over her mouth, acting scandalized. 'You dirty son of a bitch! Did you just ask to see my pussy?'
I grinned. 'Yes.'
'I think that's fair,' said Lisa.
Terri didn't need so much encouragement. She lifted her ass, undid the front of her tight pants and slid them off completely. She was wearing a tiny little black thong. She opened her legs wide, pulled the thong aside and slouched a little in the seat. 'Well?'
She had a little triangle of bush, but her lips were shaved clean. I imagined sticking my tongue in there and making her squeal. I was so goddamn hard. I would have given anything to fuck them both.
I said, 'Looks perfect to me. I wouldn't bother getting anything done at all.'
'Wait a minute,' said Lisa. 'This isn't fair. He's seen your pussy, but not your tits. If he saw mine, he should see yours too.'
Staring at me in the mirror, a naughty little smile on her face, Terri opened her blouse and popped her tits out of her bra. They were bigger than a handful, and I guessed they'd swing about real nice when she was taking it on all-fours.
'I think we're getting the cabbie excited,' said Terri. 'What do you think, Lisa? Does he have a hard-on right about now?'
Lisa opened her legs again. 'I don't know,' she said, slipping a finger in her mouth then moving it down to her snatch. 'Maybe you should ask him.'
'Excuse me, cabbie?'
'Yeah?'
'My friend wants me to ask you if your cock is hard or soft at the present time.'
They were both laughing away, loaded and horny as anything. I could still barely believe what was happening. Cabbies tell each other stuff, most of it bullshit, but this one was turning out to be a keeper.
'Right now it's hard,' I replied.
'I told you,' said Terri. 'He likes watching us.'