3 comments/ 37712 views/ 2 favorites Taxi Driver By: blondbombshelluk I come out of the ladies and find everyone has gone. "Oh my god!" I say aloud to myself. My coat and bag are gone too and I'm only wearing a skimpy dress, a strapless bra, thong and hold-ups. I shiver. It is still winter and some bastard has nicked my stuff. I panic. No phone! No money! I can't walk home from here alone. I must get a taxi. My head swims from the consumption of too much alcohol. I try to keep calm and tell myself the girls will be outside waiting. I'm wrong. I step out of the club into the dark, damp night. Gangs of drunken lads are shouting to me. I ignore them and start walking in the opposite direction. I have only walked a few yards when a taxi pulls up to the curb. I look at the driver. He looks nice. He looks 'safe'. He smiles and shows a perfect row of teeth. He winds the passenger window down and says, "Get in. I'll take you home.” I climb into the back, close my eyes and he pulls away from the kerb. I feel my senses slipping away as I doze on the back seat of the car. He drives quickly and as he corners my legs swing to the motion of the taxi. They finally fall open and my dress creeps up my thighs. My hands are unconsciously gripping the seat, my pretty painted glossy red nails digging in trying to hold myself upright. My dress pulls higher still. I wonder how much he can see. I shrug, past caring, and begin to doze again as the taxi stops weaving. I am awakened by the sound of music. At first I think I am back in the nightclub, then I realise it’s from inside a car. Car? Oh shit! We have stopped. Where the hell am I? I feel the cold air rush in as the door is opened. An icy draught blows up my legs and stirs my numb body into life. Goosebumps cover my skin and my bare bum is freezing with the cold night air. I open my eyes see nothing but darkness. What’s happening? I blink but still I see nothing. My heart is beating fast. I’m so cold. I feel my nipples pressing against the seam in my bra. It scratches me and I realise they are hard? From fear or arousal? Or am I still dreaming in my drunken stupor? I feel male hands on me I am rudely awakened from my thoughts. The driver’s big hands spread my thighs and my thong is pulled between the cheeks of my arse. It stretches tight over my fleshy folds imprisoning them beneath the gusset. I feel a dribble of pussy cream leak from my hole creating a perfect stencil of my lips, white cum in black panties, butterfly shaped. I giggle to myself at the thought. My amusement and my dream world are shattered by one sharp, rasping sound. His zipper. His hips are positioned in front of my face as he kneels before me. He slips his fingers into my hair and, holding my head in hard hands, says quietly but firmly, "Suck me!" I panic remembering I have no warm clothes, no money, no bag and no mobile. I don’t know where the fuck I am. All I know is it’s the early hours of a dark moonless night and I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere with a semi erect cock slowly rubbing against my cheeks. The skin feels soft with an underlying hardness. He slaps it against my mouth and it thickens. I hear the soft sound of flesh smacking against flesh and my pussy twitches involuntarily. Oh my god what is my body doing? I feel his foreskin rolling on my bottom lip down and under his helmet as he slides it on my mouth. My lipstick makes it slip in easier and I briefly wonder if it has smudged all over my face? He pulls out and pushes the tip of his cock against the centre of my pursed lips. I open my mouth to let it in a little and I feel the engorged head pulsating. He pulls back again but not for long. The next thrust is harder - as if the first was just for positioning. He holds my head firmly by my hair and slowly pushes in fully until the fat head of his cock lodges firmly against the back of my tongue. I feel the size of him, the length, the shape and every bulging blood-filled vein popping out along the long quivering line of his hot shaft. I can even feel the thin line of skin joining his foreskin to the big soft velvety head. I run my tongue along it and he sighs and pushes deeper! I almost gag but his moan excites me. I decide to relax my throat and let him in fully. The taste of precum on my tongue encourages me to continue to suck harder. Together with his flowing clear fluids and my saliva we create a perfect wet channel for him to shaft. His hips buck faster and harder. I feel him banging hard against my mouth bruising my lips on my teeth. I feel him swelling in my mouth and suddenly I can't breathe. A reflex action takes over and I breathe through my nose. Warm air blows down my nostrils onto his cock. His balls swing in my face and I can smell soap. This thick cock filling my mouth must be freshly washed. Thank god. No more time to think. Will I spit or swallow? Do I have a choice? Noooooooo! He pulls my head down onto his cock. I'm sure he reaches my tonsils. Then he cums, thick, warm spurts. I don't get time to taste it as it splashes against the back of my mouth and swims down my throat. So much! I swallow once, twice and still my tongue is coated. I continue to swallow and lick his pulsing cock until he is spent. He is motionless for a moment, then he leans forward, kisses the top of my head, zips himself up and returns to the driver seat leaving me to straighten my skirt and wipe the corner of my mouth. He checks me out in the mirror and starts the engine. He says nothing but I see the twinkle of a smile in his eyes. We pull up outside my house and to my surprise he leans over the driver seat. I think he is about to ask me for money. Again I panic. But to my surprise he just opens my door from the inside to let me out. I step outside and he exits to follow me. I hear the click of the central locking from the taxi doors. He walks up the garden path behind me and as we arrive at my front door he reaches out his hand. It is my handbag! I take it and automatically reach inside for my keys. Then it hits me. My stolen bag! "How come you have my bag?" I ask him. I turn. He smiles at me. He drapes my coat over my shoulders. He takes my hand and pushes his business card and change into it. "Your mates hired me and paid me up front. They were worried about you! Made me promise to get you home safe and sound! Your phone and your purse are in your bag.” He smiles again. “Night love Oh! And thanks for the oral. If you ever need a taxi again call me, we can come to some arrangement." Another cheeky grin, then he turns and walks away, leaving me speechless. Taxi Driver I decided a few years ago that driving a taxi wouldn't get me too far in life. I was a middle aged man that had no big breaks in life. I barely passed high school and I dropped out of college because I couldn't afford to keep going. After college I picked up so many dead end jobs that I lost count and so I developed a new plan. It had been formulating in my head for years. I decided that I should buy my own taxi and begin to freelance. Sure I knew how the regular taxi thing worked. I had worked for taxi companies before. But I also knew that I had to have some help, some people to fund me. So I approached some of my friends that I knew would agree to my idea and they were my first clients, on the house of course. During the day I would drive around my taxi, deal with the usual creeps and assholes, collect my tips and fare and then end my day there. But at night there was something totally different that I had in mind. There were so many fantasies that guys had that of course I couldn't bring them all to fruition, but I could help some of them. I always had fantasies about driving around, looking at women on the sidewalks and in the restaurants and then bringing them into my car to fuck them. Other guys had to have this same fantasy. And so started my new company. I found new clients everywhere. Of course I had to be careful because what I was doing wasn't exactly legal so I started with friends. Then these satisfied friends would tell friends and they would tell friends and so forth. It was very profitable. I would pick up my client and than drive the streets. I wouldn't pick up any woman flagging me down unless my client approved of her. You would truly be amazed at how little a lone woman thinks about getting into a cab. Oh well. Once we picked the 'customer' up I would drive my client to wherever he choose, usually somewhere dark and quiet, and than I would drive around until he decided he had enough of the woman we had picked up. At least half of the woman were already drunk out of their minds and fully participated, others needed some encouragement. Either way it was great work; I made a fortune, I worked my own hours and I got a free show. Sometimes the clients even let me get in on the action. I wasn't afraid that I would get caught because we always drugged the woman before and afterward and she just woke up in a park, or outside her home. She just thought that she was hung over, etc. I've had some great clients and customers. Let me tell you about one. One of my first clients was a guy named Ned. I knew him through one of my friends. He was about 32, a little over 6 feet tall, and was lean and muscular. Not a bad looking guy, I thought. I was surprised he even needed a service like mine. But like I said we all had fantasies. He had dark brown hair and light grey eyes. I picked him up outside of his house around 9 o'clock that night. "Ok, Ned, the first thing I need to know is what you are looking for so I can help you look." Ned was relaxing in the back seat and answered rather quickly, "I would prefer her young, maybe in her early twenties, rather small and delicate. I want her to be a woman, to be feminine. None of those women that look like they could pass for men from behind." "Yeah, I know what you mean. What about physical features? What color hair? You a leg man?" I questioned. "I'd prefer dark hair, and she needs to be in shape. Nice legs of course, but I also want a woman with great tits." He motioned with his hands. I nodded and said, "Ok, we'll start looking around and see if we can find anything that you'll like." We looked around for about 30 minutes before we finally spotted someone. She was just saying good-bye to some of her friends outside of a club when we pulled up. She waved my cab down and I eagerly pulled into the spot. I looked back at Ned and he nodded, agreeing that this was the woman. "Hey! Thanks so much, it's pouring out and I didn't really want to stand outside waiting for a cab. You had perfect timing!" She was a beautiful girl, around 19 or 20. She had long silky black hair and when she looked up you were stunned by the blueness of her eyes. She was small, maybe only 5'1, with a delicate build, but her tits strained at her tight white shirt. Her short flowy skirt showed off slim legs. I grew hard just looking at her. She didn't seem nervous when she saw Ned in the back. She greeted him, who was now sitting next to her and than recited her address, not knowing what was about to happen. A few minutes passed while the girl, Nancy, talked about the bad weather and her classes at a local college. Ned was listening closely but was slowly moving closer. He laughed at one of her jokes, and placed his hand on her bare knee. She smiled at him, and made another comment. She was obviously already a little drunk and didn't really notice as Ned began to rub his hand from her knee up to mid-thigh. He slid his hand around to cup her thigh in his hand and she began to notice. "Um, Ned? What are you doing?" She giggled. "Just seeing how soft you are." She laughed and as he bent his head down she eagerly met his lips. I watched in the mirror as the two of them made out. I drove out past her apartment and continued on down a road no one used. I heard heavy breathing and looked back again to see that Ned was massaging Nancy's tits through her shirt and her skirt was up around her waist as his other hand gripped the back of her neck so he could control how deep he wanted the kiss. He removed his hand from her neck and slid it between her thighs, rubbing her through her panties. It was at this point that she seemed to realize what they were doing and where they were. "Oh, Ned! Stop, please, come on stop!" Nancy was trying to push Ned's big body off of her while she glanced at me in the mirror. She blushed, obviously thinking about what I must have seen. I smiled at her, silently hoping that Ned would share. Ned continued to rub at her pussy and massage her tits. She groaned unable to help herself as she felt an orgasm coming closer. She seemed to forget about me again as she allowed Ned to keep groping her. He pushed one thick finger into her pussy and she moaned,than another and another til three fingers were shoved up her. Finally she came and went limp. I stopped the car and watched as Ned quickly pulled off Nancy's shirt, bra, panties and skirt. She was weakly trying to fight him off but he easily caught her hands and held them over her head. "She's a dirty little slut. You can come out and help me punish her if you want." Ned was forcing the girl onto her knees in the car. I got out and opened the door that Nancy was facing. I admired her naked, tanned body. "I'm not a slut, I'm good!" She continued pleading with me as Ned tied her wrists together with the rope I kept in the back seat. I had enough with her whining and smacked her hard across the face, silencing her. "Not another word or you won't go home." She closed her mouth and let Ned tie her securely. She was still squirming around and I know she was still sensitive from her orgasm. Seeing our positions and where Nancy was laying I quickly saw what Ned wanted. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. I was pretty pleased with its width and length and Nancy must have been too. She gasped and started to whimper. I slapped her harder and when she opened her mouth I thrust my cock into it. She gagged as it filled her mouth. "You better start sucking, baby, before you make me mad." I grabbed a fistful of her black hair with both hands and directed the movements of my thrusts and her head. Her mouth was hot and wet , and her mouth was stretched wide as she struggled to take me all in. I stopped for a second and than pushed my cock in until I hit the back of her throat. I held still and listened as she struggled to adjust to the invasion. I saw Ned moving behind her, he had pulled his impressive cock out and leaned over Nancy's restrained body. Ned laid skin to skin with Nancy, reaching around and under her to grab hold of her tits. I could tell by her face that she felt Ned's cock pushing against her ass. The same time she realized what Ned was going to do he pushed his thick cock into her ass. Her lips tightened around my cock and I could feel her muffled screams vibrating along me. Groaning I grabbed her head tighter and began shoving in and out faster and harder. Ned was pulling out to shove back in deeper. I came in Nancy's mouth and she was forced to swallow or choke. I pulled out and heard her gasps and moans. "Please, Ned! It hurts, stop it! Stop!" Nancy cried. "Ned pull out of her tight little ass and flip her around. You can fuck her pussy that way I can play with her tits." Ned continued fucking her in the ass for a while but than pulled out. He flipped her around, not seeming to care the her arms were tied under her still. I said nothing because this merely lifted her tits up. Ned pushed her thighs open and shoved hard into her pussy. "Arrr...she feels so damn good." I was grinning, happy to be pleasing my client and reached into my back pocket for a pair of nipple clamps. I flicked Nancy's beautiful round tits until the nipples were hard and squeezed the metal clamps on. I listened to her deep moans and gasps and than decided to quiet her again by shoving my cock down her throat. Her neck was bent over the end of the seat and I stood outside the car, shoving in and out. I reached over to play with one firm tit, while I watched Ned fucking her for all he was worth. Ned finally came and collapsed on her body. "Ned, get up and help me pull her out of the car." To Be Continued... Taxi Driver In my 15 years as a Taxi Driver I've seen some funny things but nothing compares to what happened in my cab last Thursday night. It had been another slow evening when I got a call to pick up a some passengers at a trendy bar in the centre of town; then take them to a country house hotel about 35 miles away. I checked my watch and decided to end my shift after I'd dropped them off as it was roughly in the same direction as my home. The street was well lit but quiet so I soon spotted them as I approached the bar in my VW Sharan 7 seater taxi. . They were both obviously very merry – he was trying to pull her against him but she was laughing and pushed him away; gently slapping his hand in admonishment. They hardly noticed the large car or even me until I opened the sliding door and asked, "Are you Mr and Mrs Huntley?" "Not exactly!" The man chuckled; "I'm Mr. Huntley but this young lady is Mrs. Palmer." The woman swung away from his clutches and stooped to get into the back seat. I discretely hid a smile as I got an eyeful of breast and nipple as her dress hung forward exposing her unencumbered bosoms. The man grinned as he grabbed her hips and squeezed her arse in a false attempt at aiding her. Again she playfully slapped him away. He was in his late 50's or early 60's, quite tall with grey receding hair and a fat belly that was actively forcing itself out of his loose silk shirt. She was in her late 20's and quite pretty with shoulder length wavy red hair, rimless glasses and a shortish very low cut yellow summer dress. Both were wearing wedding rings but obviously not married to each other. At first I thought she could have been an escort; but on closer inspection I realised she was wearing a High Street dress and shoes – probably M&S. The escorts around here wear more 'Continental' labels and usually dress a lot more tartily. On the other hand he was head to toe in Designer labels – Versace shirt, Gucci slip-ons, Breitling watch and a chain around his neck that would have paid my mortgage for 6 months. As I slowly pulled away from the kerb I looked in the rear-view mirror to see him drunkenly trying to fasten her seat belt but really just copping a feel of her bouncing tits. They soon gave up fiddling with the clasp and just sat on the back seat without seat belts on. I know I should have forced them to belt up but it's my experience that it would have been a waste of time with drunks like this. "Are you in town on business?" I asked over my shoulder. "I'm at the Exhibition Centre for a couple of days," The man responded without taking his eyes off the woman. "And I've just signed a big contract with Mrs. Palmer's company so we've been out celebrating.....on her expenses." "Did you have you had a good evening?" I carried on the useless conversation. "Yes thanks." The man replied, "A nice meal and some nice wine and bottle of champagne...... then a couple of lines of Charlie." "Ssshhhh!" The woman giggled as she struggled to put her finger to her bright red lips. The man put his left arm around her to stop her falling off the seat; then kissed Mrs Palmer firmly on her painted lips. She pulled her head away, flashed a look at me driving, thought I wasn't watching, then kissed him back; very passionately – almost chewing his face off. The man immediately began caressing her wobbling breasts through the thin cotton of her dress. She did nothing to stop him. He pulled her closer and slid his hand inside the loose opening for a better feel of her big fleshy tits. Still with his tongue down her throat the man flashed a look in my rear-view mirror. Our eyes met. Still looking into the mirror; he pulled the strap of the dress down to her elbow with the back of his hand, revealing a gorgeous pair of large ripe titties. I slowed down and winked at him. Mrs Palmer wriggled on the seat as he began gently caressing her breasts and tweaking the pink nipples. She was now so wasted on coke and champagne; she started rubbing his dick through his pants without a care in the world. "Mmmmmm." She purred as they broke from their bout of tonsil tennis; "That feels bloody huuugge!" "Do you want to see it?" He smirked into my mirror as I slowly pulled the cab into a lay-by and turned off the meter. She didn't answer but lifted his shirt and deftly unbuckled his belt and carefully unzipped his slacks. He took his hand from her tits and shuffled until his trousers were around his knees and his cock was standing to attention. "SHIT!" Mrs Palmer gasped as she pulled the shirt to one side and saw his cock in al its glory. Her first reaction had been correct – it was huge; much bigger than mine and as fat as a sausage. "Okay then," the old man leered; "show me how pleased you are with my contract. Get your mouth around it." His hand was now guiding her pretty face towards his lap. She didn't need forcing but looked like she was getting turned on by his domineering presence. The married woman gleefully opened her mouth and gleefully swallowed the first two or three inches of his fat cock. The man sighed as she pulled his foreskin back and her tongue encased his knob. He kept his hand on the back of her head but needn't have bothered as she tightly gripped the thick veiny shaft and began wanking it into her mouth as she bounced her head up and down. "That's fucking ace!" He grunted as he smirked at me. "You're a fucking great cocksucker! That's it babe......faster, faster!" Mrs Palmer was now kneeling with one leg in the footwell and the other curled across the back seat for comfort. The dirtier he spoke the faster she rubbed and sucked making her cheeks puff out as she snorted air in through her cute nose. 'I always knew you were a dirty fucker', 'dirty fucking cocksucker', 'you're making my balls ache', 'married spunk-bucket'. He spat the words out as she tried in vein to swallow all 7 or 8 inches of his fat cock. His left hand had pulled her dress up so I could see her ginger pubes escaping out of the sides of her tiny white panties that had a string made of pearls and her peach like arse. His fingers slid along her crack pressing the pearls against her tight skin and puckered arse-hole. Occasionally they slid further south so he could play with her puffed up cunt lips but that meant he had to stretch. "That's enough sucky-sucky, babe." The old man grimaced as she dug her long red nails into his hairy balls and tried to suck them out through his bell-end, "Get on top and fuck me rigid!" When she lifted her head she was breathing heavily and her face was flushed and her eyes virtually bulging out of their sockets. She was still oblivious to me being in the vehicle with them as she pulled her dress over her head and dropped it on the floor. She clambered across his thighs until she was straddling him, then pulled her panties to one side with one hand and guided his fat cock into her dripping cunt with the other. She let out a long sow lingering sigh as she lowered her body onto his stiff cock. Mrs Palmer clung onto the seat rest and slapped her tits across the old mans face as she lifted her weight off the cock in her twat then slammed down again making Mr Huntley gasp. She gave a mischievous giggle then began fucking him like the energiser bunny! The old man soon got into the rhythm and slapped her arse cheeks on each downward stroke until her arse was as red as her hairy cunt. "That's it. You dirty little cocksucker!" H panted as he spanked her, "fuck me harder until I fill your hot cunt with my spunk!" Her head was now shaking from side to side and Mr Huntley was trying to bite her bouncing tits. I couldn't stop myself and had taken my own cock out and was having a delicious wank. The redhead eventually slowed down and fed her tits into his mouth as she leisurely ground her cunt down onto his cock until she was full and making squelching noises. Huntley was now stroking her arse cheeks and began playing with her arsehole. Tickling the puckered skin and pressing the tip in until she wriggled her hips. "I bet you don't fuck your husband like this; do you cocksucker?" He grunted as he began thrusting his hips upwards. The woman laughed out loud and pressed her tits against his face again. Huntleys thrusts were getting faster and he suddenly slid his finger down her arse crack and without any warning pushed his finger straight inside her sweaty arse hole up to the knuckle. She threw her head back again and squealed with delight as he probed her anus as he fucked her hot cunt. "I bet you've never let him fuck your arse either," he grunted into her ear as his finger went in even deeper, "have you?" "No." She panted and arched her back, "he's never asked." "But you want to have your arse fucked don't you?" Huntley groaned as he resumed his hip-thrusting with his thick middle finger jammed in her arse. "Yes, oh yes!" The woman sighed as she pushed back onto his cock and finger. "You really are a dirty fucker, aren't you?" Huntley laughed, "Well I'll have to tae care of that hole later then; won't I?" "Yes.......please." The woman whispered as her breathing became faster and shallower. Huntley looked at me wiping my dripping cock with a tissue. "Tell me what you want?" The woman's knuckles were white as she griped the head rest and ground her clit against his pubes as he rattled her cunt with his finger twisting in her anus. "Fuck.....fuck......" She gasped and gulped more air, "fuck my ....tight arse.....with your.....massive cock!" The words tipped her over the edge and she shook as her orgasm shuddered through her body. They both froze for a few seconds then Huntley pulled his finger out of her arse to the tip then cheekily slid a second one in and began fucking her like a dog on heat. Mrs Palmer was still floppy from her orgasm and kept mumbling 'good...good, oh yes.....that's fucking good..... ...harder in my arse..... Oh yes yes yes!' Huntley was silent as he banged his cock deep into the married woman's belly until a minute or so later his legs stiffened and he gave one almighty push. His arms gripped her tightly as his cock and balls pulsed while his semen must have flooded her hole. They clung together for what seemed an age. I couldn't take my eyes off their entwined bodies. Mr Huntley was the first to speak as he tapped her soft arse. "Get off now." Hr gruffly told her. She obediently complied shuffling to the left of the old man. "That's good." He laughed as he put his hand on her shoulder. "Stay like that for us.....and squeeze my spunk out." Still in a daze the woman slowly looked over hoer shoulder and looked horrified when she saw me grinning from the driver's seat. "Never mind him." Huntley grunted, "I want to see you piss my spunk out." Both of her holes were still stretched from his fucking and fingering and her hairy pubes were already smeared with sticky cum. Again the young woman complied. With her legs stretched open at the knees and her arse facing me and Huntley who had moved to the opposite side of the Sharan; she pressed her stomach and clenched her abdominal muscles until his cum oozed out and ran down the inside of her suntanned thigh. "More," He commanded, "I want to see it all come out." The woman buried her face into the seat rest and scrunched again. Only a little more came out. "Use your fingers." Without a word of complaint, she ran her fingers across her pubic area then slid two fingers inside her well fucked cunt and scooped some more cum out from deep inside her cunt. "Lick it off." Huntley demanded as he stroked his long deflated cock. Mrs Palmer slid onto her side and slowly and sexily licked her fingers clean much to the delight of the old man who chuckled and laughed. "Do you want to fuck her?" He asked as he turned towards me. "I'd love to." I admitted, "But I've got to get going." "Okay, it's your loss." He grinned; "but I'm going to rip her a new arsehole when we get back to the hotel." Still licking her fingers Mrs Palmer nervously giggled and pulled her dress up to cover her naked breasts as I started the engine to take them to the hotel. Taxi Driver Hi After my first sexcapade with the Pizza guy, and sucking my 1st cock, I knew I had to meet more guys and suck more cock. My next attempt at being seen by a man was a taxi driver. I was apartment sitting at a friends while he was out of town, so I brought some things to dress up and go out. I had to sneak one of my mom's bra's, C cup, but the rest of the items were mine. I put on the bra and a tight light weight sweater and tight jeans and a jeans jacket. The sweater fit snug and showed my tits and perky nipples nicely. I went for a walk away from where I was staying with the plan to take a taxi back. It was dark of course after 10 pm, I walked about 45 minutes. I walked as sexy as I could, swaying my hips and all, I even had a few cars honking their horn in appreciation. Then I hailed a taxi. I asked him if I could sit up front with him and he nodded yes. I jumped in and sat sort of facing him, so he could see my sexy body (my nice perky tits). As we made small talk I could see he was looking at me, my body, so I moved closer to him and as I put my hand on the back of his neck and teased his neck. I told him I thought he was very attractive and I asked if he was lonely. He didn't seem to my mind the attention, so I continued to stroke the back of his neck/hair and put my other hand on his thigh. I also reached up and kissed his neck around his ear. mmm I said kissing and licking his ear, rubbing his thigh moving my hand closer to his crotch. Do you want me to suck your cock, baby. I asked. He didn't say no, so with my hand in his crotch area I was fumbling with his pants and zipper, he helped by arching his back and lifting his bum. Once I had his cock out free, I started to stroke it and watch it grow and get hard in my hands. He told me he had to pull over, cuz he could concentrate on the road. He pulled over and parked. We were in a very residential area, but neither of us seemed to care, I guess cuz it was late and we were both horny! Still stroking his cock, he kissed my lips, I opened my mouth and the feel of his tongue was hot. We kissed for a good few minutes while I still had his cock in my hand as I stroked him. His cock quickly grew and got hard and warm. He broke the kiss and used his hands to pull my head down, I knew what he wanted and I lowered my head and kissed the head of his cock. I teased the head with my tongue. Then I took his cock into my mouth. He moaned and said oh yea baby suck my cock, play with my balls. I switched from sucking to licking to tonguing his cock head, his shaft and balls. I spit on his cock to make it more wet and slippery as I sucked him. I guess he liked it, cuz he just kept saying oh yea baby that feels good, oh yea baby suck me, oh yea baby. A few minutes later he let out a louder moan and said, ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaa baby and held my head gently and filled my mouth with his hot cum. yum yum, I was swallowing my second load of hot cum from a guy. I swallowed it all, only letting a small amount ooze out. I licked him up clean and took my finger to clean the rest off my face and licked that clean too. Then all of a sudden, we heard a tap tap on the car window. It was guy just looking at us with a smile. The driver opened the window and the guy said, wow, that was hot and sexy. The driver just blurted out, it was great actually, do you want a blow job too, this slut just loves to suck cock, and she is so good. The guy jumped into the back seat and started to undo his pants and take his cock out. What the hell, I figured, so I got out of the front and into the back and started to stroke his already hard cock. He said, he loved watching me suck the driver and it got him all hard. I said, I can see that, as I stroked him. UMMM I said, I do like your hard cock, it is so big, I want to taste it. I took his cock in my mouth and it felt great. His cock was bigger and I loved how it felt and filled my mouth. He held my head and kept saying ya slut, suck my big cock. So did the driver, he was still in the front watching and also cheered me on. Suck his cock slut, suck his cock and make him cum like you did me. I didn't do much else but bob my head up and down on this cock and very soon after I was being filled with hot cum. This time though, as we was cumming he pulled his cock out of my mouth and held it right in front of me, like a hose and sprayed the rest of his juice on my face, my lips. He had a big hot load and rubbed his cock on my cheeks when he was finished, then he kept putting his cock head back into my mouth and said, come on baby lick me clean. WOW! did I feel like a slut. Imagine sucking these 2 guys and neither had any idea I wasn't a real gal. I cleaned him up and he thanked me, the driver and left. The driver drove me home. Of course once we got back to my place, i told him to pull over away from my place and I would suck him again. I did. it was great WOW, 3 loads that night. I can't wait to tell you all about the few days before I moved and seduced the post man I can't wait to tell you all about our post man! Taxi Driver I was at a nightclub with my boyfriend, Brandon, and he'd had a few too many. He was being surly and argumentative, not just with me but with everyone. He was looking for a fight and from some of the looks he was getting he was going to find one. A couple of the bouncers were heading our way as well. I left. The bouncers would probably chuck him out the side door. They didn't like commotions out the front as they could disturb potential customers. Accordingly, I vacated the premises by the front entrance, leaving Brandon to his fate. Now I had a problem - namely, how to get home? I only had a few dollars on me. Enough for public transport but I was disinclined to try my luck that way. A taxi was a better bet. Now it's silly to catch a taxi with no money but if you look sober and respectable they generally don't ask you to prepay. Once in a taxi I'd get him to deliver me to an address near my place and then ditch the driver when we arrived. I was in luck. A taxi pulled up right in front of me to let a couple of people out. I promptly slipped in, looking very demure and lady-like. I gave him the address I wanted and settled back comfortably, radiating confidence that my slightest wish would be obeyed. He hesitated for a moment, shrugged, and drove off. As we neared my getaway address I opened my purse then made a tut-tut sound. "Excuse me, driver," I said, smiling brightly, "I seem to be short of cash. I assume that you can handle a credit card? I should have checked earlier, I know." "Credit cards are no problems, miss," he replied, seeming relieved. As we approached the required address I told him to pull up the drive, fishing around in my purse while talking. He did as ordered and I was out of the car in a flash, bending over to talk to him. "I seem to have left my credit card at home," I told him. "Just wait here while I run inside." He wouldn't, of course. At the very least he'd get out of the car ready to chase me if it looked like I was doing a runner. I ran up the couple of steps to the front veranda and walked towards the front door, which the driver could plainly see. Then he couldn't see anything at all as the veranda light came on as did the security spotlight that shone down the driveway. All he'd see was that bright light. That was my cue to dart sidewards and around the house. Once in the backyard I'd be over a fence and gone. Even if he came looking he wouldn't know what fence I'd gone over. Bye-bye taxi driver. The bastard was standing in the back yard waiting for me, wasn't he? He must have run around to the back as soon as the flood-light snapped on and he moved faster than me. I came haring down the side and damn near crashed into him. I applied the brakes and finished up facing him, so close my breasts were poking him in the chest. Before I could take any evasive action he had a hold of my arm. "Tell me, do you want me to drive to the local Police Station and press formal charges or should I drive to an ATM so you can get some cash? If you don't have your credit card with you, you'll be delighted to know that ATM's allow card-less withdrawals. I'm sure a young lady like you knows all about that sort of thing." He escorted me back to the taxi and put me in it. The untrusting sod then did that double lock trick so I couldn't unlock the door from the inside while he went around to the driver's door. I thought that when he got in I might have a chance but would you believe he actually used the key to manually unlock the driver's door. All the other doors stayed firmly locked. Swearing under my breath I told him where the nearest ATM was. I had enough to cover the fare, I just hadn't wanted to. We reached the ATM and I flounced out of the car and over to the machine. Declined. The damned machine declined my withdrawal. I tried again with the same result, then I typed in a request for a balance. Five lousy dollars. There should have been a hundred and five. I knew straight away what had happened. Bloody Brandon had dipped into my account. No wonder he had money to take us out tonight when I thought he was broke. Oh, hell. I now had another problem. What did I tell the driver? It didn't really matter, I realised. He wasn't going to believe me no matter what I said. So I explained to the driver that my boyfriend had raided my account and he believed me. Yeah, like that was going to happen. He laughed in my face. "I think our next stop will be the police station," he said. "I will need to press formal charges." "FUCK YOU!" was my simple reply to this. The bastard smirked at me. "An interesting idea," he said. "I wouldn't have suggested it myself but seeing you have, I noticed that there's a park opposite where you wanted to be dropped off. It's a nice warm night. We can stop at the park and I can get fucked as payment." "Are you out of your tiny mind?" I demanded. "Hey," he said, spreading his hands, "you suggested it. I'm just agreeing. So, park or police?" I glowered at him, absolutely furious. He was serious about this. Did he really think I'd fuck him for the taxi fare? Ah, not for the fare, a little voice chided me. It's to not get arrested. If I'm with him at the police station when he presses the charges they may even lock me up over-night. "Double fuck you," I said quietly. "We'll go to the park." "Once will be enough," he told me, ushering me back into the taxi. We drove off. I sat there in sullen silence while he talked animatedly on the radio. We got to the park and the driver ushered me out of the car and deeper into the park where we could be private. I didn't get a chance to give him the slip and I was so fucked. Well, I was going to be anyway. I hoped he had some idea of what he was doing. Some men don't, you know. When we were reasonably private he told me to lose my panties. At least, he wasn't asking me to completely strip. Once I took off my panties things went a little hinky. I mean, if a man is going to fuck you, you expect him to want you flat on your back or on your front, or something similar. My friendly driver demanded that I lie on my side. OK. I have to admit that this was a new one to me. As soon as I was lying on my side he lifted my leg up high and sat down on my other leg, straddling me. This also meant that I was completely exposed to him and all he had to do was move a little closer. This he did, sliding straight into me. Fortunately, I'd known what was coming and my body had reacted to that knowledge to a certain extent. However, because he'd arranged to take me sort of sidewards I couldn't respond to what he was doing. I mean, I couldn't push forward to meet him, not could I pull back away from him. I'd never had reason to learn how to move sideways when getting screwed. He seemed quite content. He started rocking back and forth, his cock plunging smoothly in, but I was stuck in an unmoving position. It would seem he liked to display complete mastery over his woman, relegating her to an extra. He was in control and letting me know it. I now found other disadvantages to this position. Even while he was thrusting away with gay abandon he was reaching for the top of my dress, pulling it down so he could fondle my breasts. OK. That was to be expected and I didn't really mind. I like having my breasts fondled, and he was fondling them, not mauling them. I have to say that with the cock work and the breast massage he was a considerate lover, and he was arousing me quite nicely. The trouble was the position and another disadvantage. Because he was straddling me sidewards with the hand to my front fondling my breasts, the hand to my rear was free. I didn't worry about this until it landed hard on my bottom. I'm like, "What the fuck?" and he starts to lecture me. Apparently it's not nice to try to run out on hard-working drivers and I should be ashamed of myself. He emphasised every point he made with a spank to my bottom. This did not in any manner, shape, or form, distract him from his main duty of fucking me just as hard as he could. I'd be trying to squirm away from his spanking only to find myself pinned by his cock thundering up my passage. Then I'd be distracted by my nipples being teased, his cock would strike again, and all of it would be followed up with another spank. The whole thing was absolutely crazy and there was abso-bloody-lutely nothing I could do about it. Being crazy didn't stop it from being wild exciting. A taxi wasn't the only thing he knew how to drive. I strongly suspected that he orchestrated the spanking to match up with his driving cock, and I was becoming increasingly, let us say, agitated. Not really being in a situation where I could scream my head off I was reduced to squeaks and squeals, gasps and soft curses, while my internal excitement went through the roof. I couldn't even do anything about geeing him up to get him into a final phase so I could climax. I just had to lie there and take it and it went on for ages, reducing me to a babbling fool. He eventually gave a satisfied grunt and started banging in that little bit harder and I climaxed hard, doubly relieved because I'd climaxed and it was over and I could go home. I had my panties back on and we were heading back to the road, him to his taxi and me to my home. "Ah, why is there another taxi here," I asked, seeing one parked behind his. "That would probably be because I let the boys know that I'd caught a runner at this address. He's probably come by to collect his dues, if you're the one that stiffed him." Oh my god. I probably was. I'd pulled the same trick before, several times. I'd just have to try to bluff it out. I was still trying to think of how best to pull off my bluff when I saw a third taxi approaching. Taxi Driver Rides Thai Girlfriend Part 4 of the true erotic journals of an English Teacher in Thailand, living the dream here. Sorry, if you don't like cuckold stories, you may wish to avoid this one. * As I entered the bedroom, I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at the wonderful sight of my girlfriend, Noi, dressed in the sluttiest outfit ever. Now Noi is a stunning Thai girl in her own rights. At five foot one inch, with soft silky brown hair, a slim sexy and petite body with girlish hips, she is a one of those delicious Thai creatures created for the specific purpose of providing a man with the pleasure he needs. Furthermore, her sweet thick red lips look just adorable when sucking cock (photo available on request). I tell you, Noi was made to mate. She loves getting cock inside her soft beautiful pussy. Noi had been studying English in my class at university in Thailand when we hit it off and started dating. I knew from the start that I was indeed one lucky son of a bitch to find such a sexy little girl, but that she was going to need lots of cock to satisfy her needs.... She has the narrowest and tightest pussy ever and fucking her gave me extreme sensations. Most Thai girls have beautiful bodies built for sex and if they could speak English and tell you, they would like nothing more to get a Westerners sausage stuffed into their tight little pussies. I mean, their pussies are made to give you pleasure man! Thai girls will do anything for us Westerners. Now those gorgeous Thai University students in their sexy uniforms and short black mini-skirts are instant turn-ons for us older gents. They look so innocent, but when you get these gorgeous creatures into the bedroom and serve them a big white cock, they really get dirty and enjoy fucking just as much as any slutty Thai street whore. Noi had been with other men before me of course and why not? She is very sexy and loves to fuck. For me, this just added to her attraction. When Noi had started calling me Sausage King (after the local shop in Chiang Mai) the demand for English Breakfast Sausage increased dramatically - that is why I spent as many 'contact hours' having sex as teaching those cock-loving Thai cuties. Sometimes, I was even paid for private lessons to boot. Today, Noi was wearing her ultra-short black mini-skirt, high heels and a black open-backed halter-top that barely concealed her small naked breasts beneath. She had just repaired the mini-skirt. It fit her like a glove again. It had been torn by yours truly last week along the seam, right up to the waist. That was when we had had sex in the toilets at the university. She had flashed her legs and her bare bits below as she lifted her leg and climbed onto the back of my black Honda PCX scooter. As we sped off down the road, I reached behind and I sent a quick groping hand up her skirt. I fondled her barely concealed Thai snatch pasted on the seat of my bike, feeling the humid and wiry patch between her legs. "Not here, Teelak. We are still on the campus," she protested. Meaning it was okay to send a finger into her little pussy when we reached the open road. I smiled. I was really enjoying life in this pussy paradise called Thailand. I had bought Noi this delightful black mini-skirt near Marlin Plaza in Chiang Mai at the North gate of Chiang Mai University. You know that place where they have 60,000 young hot female Thai students just dying for a Western man. Anyway, Noi, well she looks just shit hot in it (can send the photos on request). I told her to wear it with her butterfly crotch-less thongs to school. It is much shorter and sexier than the black skirt she usually wears to university. As was only to be expected, she attracted the attention of both the professors as well as a couple of the young Thai bucks in the class. She seemed quite flushed when she caught up with me in the afternoon break. She was certainly unusually shy and coy, but her face was flushed and glowing. I asked her how the new skirt had gone down. "I think it is too short. The Professor told me he can see everything, even though I tried to keep my legs crossed and closed most of the time. And Toon, well he kissed me and fondled me, then he asked me to follow him into the men's toilets," she confessed, her face red. I swallowed and felt my erection go hard. I had guessed deep down that Noi would be a cock magnet dressed like that and all the male attention she was attracting made me terribly aroused. The thought of those other men wanting my girl always made me so hard and proud, as well as jealous. As for Toon, he was very athletic and handsome for a young Thai and he had gone through a few of the girls in his class already. Why, we had even shared one! The majority of his classmates are hot girls and jaw dropping Ladyboys and they want nothing better than to jump in bed with him and let this strapping young buck fuck their brains out. I had not realised that my Noi might be attracted to him too. "And?" I managed. She glanced around, and seeing no one was looking, she quickly flashed up her skirt. She held it just long enough to give me a glimpse of the sperm stained thong sunk between her shinny pussy lips. She pasted her sexy slender Thai body up against me and, nibbling naughtily away at my ear, whispered: "He was very strong, darling, and so vigorous. I mean, he made me cum FOUR times... His big dick felt so good inside my little Thai pussy. It was so nice to feel a Thai cock in my pussy for a change. I hope you don't mind, do you? You're always telling me to imagine another cock in my pussy and how much you would like me to fuck other men." I felt between her legs. She was soaked. She let me touch her as she stared into my eyes, giving me that a sinful wicked smile. Now, as I looked at Noi, I realised that she was wearing make-up, so I knew something was up. She had put on foundation, heavy eyeliner and thick red-lipstick as well as perfume. I felt my cock stirring. "What's the occasion?" I asked, reaching out for her. She briefly returned my kiss and wiggled out of my groping embrace. I was hungry and a man has got to eat when a man has got to eat. "I'm expecting," she replied, her lips curled in a wry little smile. "What? Who?" I blurted out suspiciously. "You know, Poom, the taxi driver from yesterday? He just called to say he was coming over," she responded. Her face was flushed. I knew she was horny. I felt anger and extreme arousal. How could I have forgotten? We had caught a taxi home the previous morning after mechanical problems with the bike. When I slid into the back seat, pulling my Thai cutie in behind with me, I had started in concern and alarm. The driver was a big Thai strongman with bulging muscles everywhere. I knew that either he was consuming too much red meat, or working out at the gym every spare second of the day between rides. The shaved head, the lack of a visible neck and those gang tattoos did nothing to reassure me either. I went to get out of the car but before I could reach for the door handle, he lurched away and plunged into the traffic. "Where to?" He asked in Thai. Noi gave him our address and he grunted something that sounded like 200 baht. This was a right rip off but the glare he gave when I protested quickly convinced me that 200 baht was cheap to make it home alive. Ignoring me, he began speaking to Noi in Thai. I quickly lost the gist, but Noi seemed very interested in what he was saying. After ten minutes of this, I was getting quite frustrated, especially when Noi began laughing at his private jokes. He reached into the glove compartment and produced a business card. Noi give him hers in exchange. "What was all that about?" I asked. "He said that he can do us a special deal on some places to visit," she replied quickly, then continued flirting with the driver. I was upset but I said nothing. It was a long twenty-five minute drive home and Noi ignored me all the way, totally engrossed and fascinated by the big chap. When finally we were alone, I asked: "So, what was all that about?" "Well, Poom said..." "Poom?" I interrupted. "Yes, the taxi driver," she said. "Um, he was saying that he thought I was very pretty and sexy." "Well, you are," I agreed. "He said he would like to do boom-boom with me sometime. What do you think, Teelak? Would that be okay? I mean, he is very strong and quite handsome," she gave me an innocent sideways look. I swallowed hard, a pang of jealousy, anger and pride swelling up inside me. My cock was rock hard though at the lewd suggestion. Noi, the little fox, had not missed a thing. She knew me too well. She reached out and coyly caressed my cock through my pants, giving me a sluttish knowing smile. "I think Dick likes the idea," she insisted, staring at my crotch. I pulled her up against me and kissed her hard. We had great sex there and then. Noi even came three times, one more than usual. As for me, I came like a horse. That is how I ended up in the bedroom sitting on the bed with Noi all dressed up like a bargirl waiting for Poom to arrive. We had just bought a new bed too, I thought. We had broken the last one with too much sex. It was a problem I would never have experienced back home in the UK. I mean, there I was lucky to get it once a week whereas here, if I didn't have it at least twice a day something was definitely wrong. "Is it okay if I watch?" I asked. She pouted and looked displeased, but she said: "I don't know. Are you sure you can handle it, Teelak? I mean watching him put his thick long cock in my small pussy and fuck me hard and rough? Can you watch that, seeing him make me happy and then leave us alone?" I went white but nodded. "Okay, but you mustn't interfere. Promise, even when he makes me climax and scream, alright?" she said, unconvinced. I reluctantly agreed. After all, I did want to see her squirm under him, moaning and groaning as he fucked her pretty little pussy. "Can I kiss you at least while he fucks you?" I asked. She thought about this request for a moment, hesitated then agreed. When the Taxi driver showed up, I just showed him in and he looked at me surprised a moment, but then he followed me quietly into the bedroom where my Noi was waiting. She smiled at him. Her face was flushed and she looked so hot and horny that I wanted to take her right there and then. When she lay back on the bed, I could clearly see her sweet brown pussy under her skirt "Your girlfriend's hot. I want to fuck her cute brains out right in front of you," he declared proudly. He had obviously been practicing his English. I felt angry, humiliated, but tremendously horny. Noi said something to him in Thai and Poom pulled down his pants to reveal a big boner, longer than mine but thinner. I would never have guessed you could find anything except the stunted members one usually was accustomed to getting over here. I have an eight incher so I was guessing his must be a nine inch. As he released his big cock, it began to sway teasingly in front of my wife's face, beckoning for a kiss from her thick sensual lips. I felt alarmed. My God, Noi was so tiny. How could she handle that monster dong drilling into her? She smiled at him as he stood by the bed and then she reached out to take hold of his dick. He grinned with contentment as her lips came into contact with his long pleasure stick. I saw him grab her by her long brown hair and push her head onto his hard dick. As her tongue licked over and around his cock, he thrust his hips back and forth, pushing the cock deeper into her mouth. His cock seemed to grow even harder as she licked and sucked it. I realised that I was getting harder by the second watching Poom face fucking my lovely little Noi. Now as I have said before, my girl is a great cocksucker. As I watched Noi please her new lover, she began to deep throat him like a true hooker. She sucked and licked her way up and down his love pole, swallowing the baby juice dribbling from his delicious cock. The messy girl had cum dripping from lips. As Poom pulled back fully deployed and climbed onto the bed, Noi smiled maliciously, then pulled me towards her face and kissed me, pasting her mouth against mine. I could taste the bitter favour of his cock in her saliva. My cock was rock hard against her sexy little Thai body. I was kissing Noi's face and rubbing her breast, when I felt her legs being pushed further apart. I looked down to see Poom's face jutting between her legs, licking at her closely trimmed pussy. I knew how tasty and delicious her pussy was and I felt a pang of envy and jealousy. Noi looked so beautiful, especially when she shut her eyes and winced with pleasure. She reached down between her legs and pulled the guy's face further into her pussy as his tongue delved into her flesh. After a few minutes of continuous licking, she said something to him in Thai. I only understood "inside of me." Poom grinned and reached for his cock. Noi bit her lower lip and parted her pussy lips with her middle and forefingers as he knelt and positioned himself between her legs. He needed no further encouragement. Grasping his cock by the stem, Poom rested the helmet up against her shinny parted vaginal lips and popped his tool inside my girlfriend. I watched fascinated and horrified as he entered her and buried his cock all the way inside. He disappeared completely within her in one single thrust. She bucked back, taking him all the way to the balls with every thrust. Her little legs wrapped around him as he began to fuck her pussy. I moved away as he settled on top of my Noi. He reached down and lifted up her legs as he began to thrust hard at her wet sleeve. His cock went in as deep as possible, but her small tight pussy was not built for this calibre of weapon so he only managed to get three quarters in before reaching her stomach. She began to groan and squeal like a slut as his cock stretched her out. She was getting fucked right in front of me like never before and she was enjoying it immensely. She seemed to experience one orgasm after another as he pumped away at her loins. I could hear the sloppy sounds of his dick fucking her tight small pussy and breathe the smell the sex in the air. It was unbelievable, I thought with envy and desire. My skinny Thai whore of a wife was getting that cock stuffed into her sweet and sour Thai pussy and all I could think of was just reach out and kiss her lovingly. I took a step forward, but the big pitbull of a man gave me a nasty growl as I came nearer, so I backed off. After he had banged her for as long as he could stand, he buried his cock as far as possible inside of her hot snatch. He must surely have hit her spine bone with his penis by the way she was jerking as he got off inside that tight little Thai pussy of hers. She groaned and gripped onto him hard, pulling him into her crotch as she too climaxed with an intensity that was beyond anything she had ever experienced before. As she held onto him desperately, he groaned, and came again, squirting even more love juice into her overloaded snatch. She sure had taken a huge quantity of his baby juice in her pussy: I saw his cum seeping onto the bed sheets from her overloaded sweet pussy as he pumped her full of his spunk. I knew that when later I would spread those lovely sexy legs of hers, I would find a lot of cum inside that messy creampie pussy of hers. THE END