Hot married woman giving to two strangers on a deserted street after leaving a party
It was just past midnight when Tanya, a stunning blonde bombshell of a woman, stumbled out of the bustling nightclub onto the deserted city street. The air was still thick with the bass thump of dance music and the chatter of inebriated revelers. Tanya’s short, shimmering gold dress glinted under the streetlights as she tottered slightly on her sky-high heels, the effects of the evening’s champagne evident in her glassy eyes and mischievous grin.
The typically crowded downtown strip was eerily quiet, with only a lone taxicab idling at the curb. Tanya sauntered up to the worn sedan, rapping her manicured knuckles against the tinted window. It rolled down slowly to reveal the middle-aged driver, his eyes widening as they took in Tanya’s form-fitting dress and generous cleavage.
“Excuse me, sir, but could you give me a lift?” Tanya purred, leaning down to put her breasts on full display. “I live just a few blocks from here.”
The cabbie, his tongue seeming to loll out of his mouth, nodded eagerly and popped open the back door. Tanya slid gracefully into the cramped backseat, crossing her long legs as the car pulled away from the curb. She watched the dark buildings roll by with a contemplative expression, one hand absently toying with a lock of her golden hair.
Tanya’s husband, Chad, was a successful investment banker, regularly away on business trips. He was a generous provider, but Tanya yearned for the excitement she’d left behind when she said “I do” to Chad’s predictable lifestyle. Tonight, something within her had snapped, the stifling pressure of her sheltered life building to a boiling point.
The taxi soon pulled up outside theOrder to Tanya’s posh high-rise condo. The driver twisted in his seat to face her, his crotch visibly bulging. “That’s $15, miss,” he said with a crooked grin, eyes shamelessly raking over her body. “But maybe you’d feel like coming up to my room to settle up in person?”
Tanya felt a frisson of excitement at his boldness. She leaned forward, ensuring he got an eyeful of her ample cleavage as she hosted him. “I think that could be arranged,” she breathed, her tongue darting out to moisten her glossy lips.
Powered by a sudden surge of confidence, Tanya tossed her fare money on the front seat, opened the rear exit, and sauntered around to the driver’s side. The cabbie sprang from the car with surprising agility for his age and heft, quickly ushering Tanya into a nearby Quality Inn. The chipped paint and flickering fluorescent lights did little to dim her excitement and she all but skipped down the corridor to the cabbie’s room.
Once inside, Tanya reached behind her neck and unzipped her glittering dress with a slow, deliberate pull. It pooled at her feet to reveal a “OMG” lacy white lace bra and thong set that contrasted starkly with her tanned skin. The cabbie made a choking sound of pleasure, reaching out his worn hands to cup her ample breasts. Tanya moaned appreciatively and arched into his touch.
His clumsy mouth descended to hers in an awkward kiss that Tanya found surprisingly exciting. Her mind wandered to how boring Chad’s practiced pecks were in comparison. The cabbie’s greedy hands roamed her body, squeezing and pinching her curves through the delicate lace. His obvious hunger for her sent tingles through Tanya’s core. “I want you,” Tanya whispered, surprising even herself with her boldness. But she didn’t want to stop.
The cabbie yanked down his pants and Tanya admired his uncut cock bouncing before her. It was the largest she’d ever seen, and the thought of it stretching her made her head spin with lust. She backed up to the bed and laid back, spreading her legs in invitation. The cabbie crawled up her body, pausing to suckle one taut nipple through her bra. Tanya gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, her hands fisting in his thinning hair.
Finally, he nudged her white lace aside and prodded her dripping entrance. Tanya was so wet that he slid in easily, his thickness still foreign to her neglected channel. Tanya marveled at how he filled her, groaning with each slow stroke. The cabbie set a punishing pace, his dick pistoning in and out of Tanya’s stretched hole. Her high heels dug into the muscles of his clenching ass as she clung to him, gasping and moaning shamelessly. She didn’t care about the noise she was making or what anyone might think, lost to the new unfamiliar sensations racking her body.
The cabbie’s movements grew erratic as he neared his climax. “I’m gonna come inside you,” he grunted, his hips stuttering. Tanya only moaned louder, urging him on with sharp nails digging into his back. “Yes, fill me up!” she cried. The cabbie let out a guttural moan and plunged deep, painting Tanya’s channel with ropes of his thick seed. She came with a squeal, her core clamping down on him as the foreign pleasure crashed through her.
The cabbie collapsed on top of Tanya, his semi-hard cock still nestled within her as she came down from her high. She could feel his load leaking out around his shaft and making a mess of the sheets beneath her, and a feeling of thrilled naughtiness filled her. She’d never been fucked without protection before and the vulgarity of it all made her freshly fucked pussy twitch. The cabbie rolled off of her with a satisfied grunt, and Tanya felt a rush of gratitude at the way his seed and her juices flowed out to wet the bed even more. She’d never be able to look at her husband after this and not think of this cabbie who had opened her eyes to a world of dirty, taboo pleasures. But that would only make future encounters more thrilling. Her life wouldn’t be so boring if she had secrets.
