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He knew how badly I needed to cum. He had his in the bus, but I was still wanting. I expected just to take care of myself once home, Terry was showing no signs of ability to take care of my needs that night, but once David’s touch reached my aching pussy, I was all willing to have his hand meet my needs. On the edge of the seat, I gave myself to David’s finger deep in my pussy. I remember I closed my eyes and started to silently mouth “fuck me….fuck me….fuck me” over and over. I was aware we were driving through the city late at night. Maybe people could look in the cab and see me, but I did not care. I did not care the driver could see me. I felt a hand against my shirt, David was unbuttoning my shirt. Then I felt a rough lift of my bra, exposing my B cup breast and hard nipples. I did not care. I did not care. David’s rough touch on my nipples only enhanced the excitement. The two fingers fucking my pussy pressed me closer to my desired orgasm. At one point I cracked my eyes open, my mouth still agape in a silent scream of pleasure, but the driving was still looking at me in the mirror. I think we were at a red light at that moment. A quick glance to see Terry has not moved, then closed my eyes and rolled my head back as the cab continued forward. In the final moments before my orgasm, my ass slipped off the seat, I was held up only by my stiff arms and my hand’s death grip on the edge of the seat. There, with my ass suspended in midair, David finger fucked me to an orgasm. I pressed my pussy into David’s fingers, fucking him back, and orgasmed. I was cumming, in the back of the cab, my husband asleep inches from me as another man finger fucked me while the cab driver watched. I strained every muscle to remain silent. My body shuttered, uncontrollably shuttered as I came. I hurt my hand gripping the edge of the seat so tight. I felt fluid run down my pussy, along my bare ass. It was the greatest, strongest orgasm of my life. Ripples were running through my body as I started to gain composure, my eyes half open, looking in the mirror at the expression on my face and the reaction of the cab driver. David continued to finger me until it was too sensitive, and a sequel of pleasure escaped my mouth. I quickly pulled David’s hand away, sat back in the seat, and watched Terry move in the front seat. I crossed my legs, pulled my skirt back down. David was quickly cleaning the cum off his hand under his jacket. Thankfully, it was dark enough, Terry would not see how flushed I felt, but the smell of sex, was I imagining it or did it smell like pussy in the cab? In a weak voice, Terry asked if I was OK. I replied with a “Fine. Why?” Terry replied he thought he heard me. A quick assurance he did not, and I was fine, and we continued the rest of the ride home quietly. Holly fuck, we got away with it.