FakeTaxi Porn star can’t get enough cock

The sun had barely risen when the taxi pulled up to the curb, its engine idling as it waited for its latest fare. The driver, a scruffy middle-aged man named Dave, yawned and stretched as he peered out the windshield, blinking against the early morning light. It had been a long night of shifts, and he was eager to wrap things up and head home to bed.

His passenger emerged from the flat above, the click-clack of her high heels echoing on the pavement. Dave’s jaw nearly hit the floor as he took in the stunning vision before him – a tall, slender blonde, her ample breasts straining against the thin fabric of her low-cut top. She was a true knock-out, and Dave felt a sudden rush of blood to his groin as he watched her saunter towards the taxi.

“Take me to Soho,” she purred, sliding into the backseat and crossing her long legs. Dave nodded dumbly, barely able to tear his eyes away from her toned thighs as he pulled back onto the road.

As they drove, the blonde passenger began to fidget, shifting in her seat and letting out little sighs. Dave glanced up at her in the rearview mirror, noticing the way her nipples were beginning to poke through the thin cotton of her top. He swallowed hard, his cock twitching in his pants as he imagined running his hands over those perfect breasts.

“You alright back there, love?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

The blonde moaned softly, her hand drifting down to rub at her crotch through her tight skirt. “Urgh, I’m just so fucking horny,” she whimpered. “I’ve been wet all night and I can’t take it anymore.”

Dave nearly veered off the road at her words, his cock now fully hard and straining against his zipper. He glanced up at her in the mirror again, their eyes meeting. The pure lust in her gaze sent a shiver down his spine.

“Shall I, uh, stop the cab somewhere?” he offered, his voice cracking slightly.

The blonde grinned wickedly and leaned forward, her face now mere inches from Dave’s ear. “Oh no, that won’t be necessary,” she breathed. “I’m coming for something else entirely.”

With that, she reached over and grasped Dave’s thick thigh, squeezing gently before sliding her hand higher, palming his bulging crotch through his pants. Dave gasped sharply, his hips jolting forward as she began to rub him.

The blonde chuckled throatily and unzipped his fly, fishing out Dave’s huge, throbbing cock. “Fuck, it’s even bigger than I thought,” she sighed, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft.

Dave groaned loudly, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as she began to stroke him. Her hand felt incredible, hot and soft and slick as it glided up and down his length. He could hardly focus on the road, his mind clouded with pleasure.

The blonde leaned down, her blonde hair brushing against Dave’s arm as she took the head of his cock into her hot mouth. He cried out, his hips bucking involuntarily as she began to suck him, her lips and tongue working magic on his sensitive flesh.

“This is the best way to start my day,” she giggled around his cock. “Better than coffee.”

Dave could only groan in response, his eyes fluttering shut as she deep-throated him, taking him all the way to the hilt of his shaft. She bobbed her head in his lap, slurping obscenely as she worshipped his dick with her mouth.

The pleasure was almost too much to bear, and Dave could feel his climax building rapidly. His balls tightened, his cock pulsing in the blonde’s talented mouth as she worked him closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” he moaned desperately, willing himself to hold back a bit longer. He didn’t want this incredible blowjob to end.

The blonde only moaned encouragingly around his cock, sucking harder, her hand moving faster along his slick shaft. Dave lost control, his orgasm slamming through him like a freight train. “AHHHH FUCK!” he roared as he exploded, his cock erupting thick ropes of cum directly down the blonde’s eager throat.

She swallowed hungrily, not missing a single drop of his seed as he pumped load after load into her mouth. Finally, as his cock gave its last twitch, she pulled away, licking her lips and grinning up at him.

“Thank you, driver,” she purred impishly. “That’s all I needed.”

With that, the blonde slipped out of the taxi, her hips swaying as she strutted down the street and out of view. Dave leaned back in his seat, spent and satiated, a broad grin on his face. He’d never had a “taxi fare” quite like that before – but he sure as hell hoped to again.