FakeTaxi Cabbie gets his best fuck in years

The cabbie, a middle-aged man with a paunch and a receding hairline, had seen his fair share of odd fares over the years. But the woman who entered his taxi that fateful evening took the cake. Dressed in a tiny miniskirt that barely-covered her pert backside and a low-cut top that showed off an impressive rack, she exuded an air of naughty mischief.

“Where to, love?” he asked, his eyes lingering on her long, shapely legs.

She smiled coyly. “I’m not quite sure yet. I’ll let you know when we get there. Mind if I smoke?” She didn’t wait for an answer, already lighting up a cigarette.

As they drove, she got chattier, leaning over to put a hand on his thigh. “You know, I’ve always had a thing for cabbies. There’s just something so… exciting about being in an enclosed space with a man who could take you anywhere he wants.”

The cabbie gulped, feeling his member start to stiffen. “Is that so?”

“Mmmhmm.” She ashed her cigarette, then turned to him, eyes sparkling with mischief. “How about we ditch the fare and have some fun, just the two of us?”

He nearly drove off the road, so startled was he by her brazen proposition. But his body responded eagerly, his cock now rock-hard. “I thought you’d never ask.”

She grinned, unbuckling her seatbelt and crawling over to him. “I want you to fuck me. Right here in the backseat.”

With that, she hiked up her skirt and exposed her bare ass to him. He didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled over, ignoring the blaring horns of impatient drivers, and locked the doors.

Climbing into the back, he wasted no time shedding his trousers and boxers, his engorged member springing free. She eyed it appreciatively, licking her lips.

“First things first,” she purred, crawling between his legs and wrapping a hand around his thick shaft. She began to stroke it slowly, teasingly.

“Fuck, that feels amazing,” he groaned, throwing his head back.

It only got better when she took him into her hot, wet mouth, sucking him deeply. Her technique was skilled, taking him to the hilt again and again. He grabbed her hair, guiding her movements as he thrust up into her mouth. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around his tip.

Just as he was about to come, she pulled off, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his throbbing cock. “Not yet,” she purred, giving him a teasing lick. “I’m not finished with you.”

She stood up, shedding her top and skirt, revealing her naked body, all pale skin and curves. This time, it was his turn to appreciate the view. He reached out to fondle her breasts, pulling at her stiff nipples. She moaned, grinding herself against his hand.

“Come here,” he growled, pulling her into a rough kiss. He ran his hands possessively over her body, gripping her ass and spreading her legs. She straddled him, rubbing herself along his length teasingly.

“Stop teasing,” he commanded. “I need to be inside you.”

With a mischievous grin, she obliged, sinking down onto him in one smooth movement. They both gasped at the sensation. She was so tight, so hot. He filled her completely.

“You’re so big,” she moaned, beginning to rock against him. He thrust up to meet her, setting a hard, fast pace. Their bodies slapped together lewdly, the car rocking with their movements.

She began to ride him harder, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she panted, her eyes wild. “Harder, please.”

He complied, pounding into her as hard as he could. The car was filled with the sounds of their grunts and moans. She came first, throwing her head back and crying out, her pussy clenching around him rhythmically.

The sight of her coming undone was enough to send him over the edge. With a guttural groan, he spilled himself inside her, filling her up with his seed.

They collapsed together, panting and sweaty. “That was… incredible,” he gasped.

She just smiled, languidly stroking his chest. “Ready for round two?”