FemaleFakeTaxi Cab owner dishes out anal sex

The sun was setting over the bustling streets of London, casting a golden glow on the towering buildings and neon signs. In the midst of the city’s chaos, a humble taxi cab weaved in and out of traffic, its logo promising “Safe, quick, and reliable rides.” Little did the passengers know, this taxi had a secret – it was the infamous Female Fake Taxi, known for its filthy encounters with unsuspecting women.

Inside the cab, the owner, a burly, middle-aged man named Roberto, was eagerly awaiting his next fare. He had a reputation for picking up attractive women, offering them a cheap ride in exchange for a bit of naughty fun. With his charming smile and smooth Latin accent, he had persuaded many a woman to sacrifice their virtuous ways and give into their deepest, dirtiest desires.

As the cab pulled up to the curb, Roberto spotted his next victim – a stunning blonde in a form-fitting black dress and sky-high heels. She tottered over to the taxi, her full breasts bouncing with each step, and climbed into the back seat.

“Where to, love?” Roberto asked, raking his eyes over her curvy figure.

“Cheapside,” the woman replied breathlessly, clearly flustered by his penetrating gaze.

“Ah, Cheapside. Quite a ways from here. Long ride, that. Mind if I smoke?” He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Uh, sure,” the woman said, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. “But just one, okay? I’m trying to quit.”

Roberto chuckled, lighting up and taking a long drag. “So, what’s a cute thing like you doing out on a night like this?”

The woman blushed, embarrassed by his forwardness. “I was at a party. Boring as hell. Thought I’d head home early.”

“Is that so? Well, maybe you’re in luck. I might have an idea to make your night a bit more… exciting.” He winked at her in the rearview mirror, his intentions clear.

The woman hesitated, biting her lower lip. “I don’t know… I shouldn’t…”

“Come on, live a little. I promise you won’t regret it.” Roberto reached down and turned off the meter, his eyes still fixed on her in the mirror.

She glanced out the window, conflicted. “I really should get home…”

But before she could finish her sentence, Roberto had pulled the car over and turned around in his seat to face her. “Look, I’m not going to pressure you. But if you change your mind, I’m happy to give you a ride of a different kind. One you won’t forget anytime soon.”

He reached out a hand, tracing a finger along her cheek. The woman shivered, feeling a thrill run down her spine. She knew she should say no, should insist on paying the fare and getting out of the cab. But the temptation was just too strong… and so, after a moment’s hesitation, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his.

“Take me,” she whispered, her eyes clouded with lust. “I want you to fuck me, right here in this taxi.”

Roberto grinned, his hand sliding down to cup her breast. “As you wish, my lady.”

He unzipped her dress, exposing her lacy bra and perky nipples. He bent down and took one in his mouth, sucking and nibbling until it was hard and erect.

The woman moaned, her head rolling back against the seat. She could feel her panties moistening, her pussy throbbing with need. She needed him inside her, needed to feel his thick cock stretching her open.

Roberto seemed to read her mind, because he wasted no time slipping a finger under her panties and stroking her wet folds. “So wet already,” he murmured. “Such a naughty girl.”

He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his cock, thick and hard and ready. The woman licked her lips, eyeing it hungrily. She leaned forward and took it in her mouth, sucking and slurping noisily.

“Fuck, that’s good,” Roberto groaned, tangling his fingers in her hair. He guided her head up and down, watching as her lips stretched around his shaft.

After a few moments, he pulled her off and bent her over the seat. He yanked her panties down and teasingly stroked her wet slit, feeling her maneuver her hips against his hand. “Beg for it,” he demanded.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I need your cock. I need you to fuck me hard.”

Roberto slid his fingers inside her, stretching and probing, before pulling them out. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, coating it in her juices.

Then, with a swift thrust, he entered her, burying himself to the hilt. The woman cried out, her pussy clenching around him. He started to move, slowly at first, then faster and harder, pounding into her with wild abandon.

“Ahhh, ahhh,” she moaned, her hands gripping the seat for balance. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

Roberto reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. It was too much for the woman, and she came hard, her pussy spasming and gushing around his cock.

He fucked her through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure, before finally pulling out and shooting his load all over her ass. He used his fingers to smear the sticky mess all over her cheeks.

They collapsed into each other’s arms, panting and sweaty. The woman couldn’t believe what she’d just done, how she’d let a complete stranger fuck her brains out in the back of a cab. But she had to admit, it had been the best sex of her life.

Roberto handed her a napkin to clean herself up, then smiled wickedly. “So, same time next week?”

The woman grinned back, already feeling a renewed sense of arousal. “You know it, stud. Now how about you actually take me to Cheapside?”