Slut Wife - Taxi Man

My wife Ellen was having a girls weekend staying over at a friends place. I'd stayed home on Friday night, but on Saturday, I decided to go for a beer down the pub. When I got there, I saw a mate of mine, Dave, with a couple of his golfing buddies, laughing and whooping it up. I grabbed a beer and went to join them and asked what all the laughter was about?

Turned out one of Dave's buddies was a taxi driver and he'd been telling them how he'd scored with one of his fares last night. Seeing as I'd just got there, Dave asked him to start over. Taxi man (I never got his name), began to relate his story...

It was late last night... actually very early this morning to be correct. He said he'd wheeled his cab around in front of the nightclub as the usual drunken rabble were staggering and slobbering out onto the sidewalk. He said he stifled a laugh as one bloke stumbled and fell headlong into a kerbside puddle, his wife bending over him pointing the finger, and giving him "what for"... She looked pissed and turned around in a huff, heading straight for the cab.

It's only then he said he noticed what a stunner she was. Standing about 5'10" in thigh length high heel boots, her blonde hair was glowing in the harsh neon lights outside the nightclub. She was wearing a clinging white mini-skirt with a matching cut-off top, which did nothing to hide the fact she had on a tiny white g-string and no bra. Her belly-button was peirced and she had a small tattoo of a dolphin on her tummy.

At this point my ears pricked up... my wife Ellen has a dolphin tattoo on her belly!! The description sounded like her, but what was she doing with a guy at a nightclub??

He said she jumped in the cab and directed him to an address in one of the inner suburbs, the same one where Ellen's friend lives, the one she was staying with. It had to be her, it was too much of a coincidence?

Taxi man said he moved off, re-adjusting his mirror so he could drink in as much of her beauty as possible. She just sat there brooding. He attempt to make small talk, but she didn't respond. He was about to give up and go back to driving when he noticed that her legs are slightly apart and that her skirt had ridden up enough to give him a glimpse of her little g-string. She looked up, and he quickly looked away, hoping that she hadn't caught him. When he was game enough to look again, he couldn't believe his eyes. Her skirt was now higher than before, and her legs were wider apart allowing him to easily see her crotch. Taxi man said she was staring aimlessly out of the window, but with a cheeky looking grin on her face. He asked her about her husband? She replied that he wasn't her husband, he was at home. Turned out he was just some random guy she'd been flirting with in the bar but then he'd gotten drunk and was not going to be any good to her tonight!

She said "What's a horny girl to do? He couldn't stand up, let alone get it up!"

Taxi man nearly ran off the road!

It was then that he noticed her hand had made it's way between her thighs, and her finger was tracing a lazy circles across the cloth of her g-string. Her legs were splayed wide now, and the skirt was hitched high on her hips. He stared intently as she lifted the edge of the flimsy material, and slipped a finger under it to gently rub her clit. Closing her eyes, she uttered a soft moan and slumped back into the seat. Then she pulled the material aside and plunged two fingers deep within her sopping cunt. Taxi man's dick was about to tear open his trousers!

Pulling into a quiet side street, he found a deserted carpark at a football ground. Stopping the cab, he turned around to face his wanton passenger. She had the g-string off now, and her top was gathered above her magnificent breasts. One hand was rubbing her nipples, and the other franticly working on her cunt. Her body arched, she groaned loudly, and then slumped back against the seat panting as an orgasm rocked her body.

He got out of the cab and jumped into the back seat next to her. She leaned over, and started to unzip his pants. As she reached in for his erection, she told him, "I saw you watching me... It made me wet imagining that i was sucking your cock."

"What about your husband?", he asked?

"Fuck him!" came the reply and with that, she bent down and took him into her warm mouth. Taxi man was in heaven!

I nearly lost it at that point, my cock had been getting painfully hard and I went close to shooting off in my pants!

Taxi man said her ministrations on his prick were driving him to the brink already. He couldn't hold back... watching this beauty pleasure herself had gotten him so unbelievably aroused that he shot a load off down her throat less than 30 seconds after she started sucking him!

She held his spasming cock tightly with her lips, swallowing all of his spunk. After licking it clean, she gave him a big smile before getting out of the cab, and walking around to the bonnet.

Jumping up, she lay back and spread herself wide, inviting him to lick her cunt. Getting down onto his knees, Taxi man started probing her soft folds with his tongue. He said she tasted delicious (i know!), with copious amounts of juice gushing from within her. He flicked his tongue up and over her clit and then plunged it deep inside. She was squirming around on the car's bonnet, all the while moaning softly for him to eat her pussy. She bit her lip, squeezed her thighs tightly around his head, and came hard, squirting into his mouth. Taxi man couldn't believe how wet this girl was getting. Her juices were literally running down the bonnet, and splashing off the bumper bar.

Standing up, he positioned himself between her shapely legs. Placing his cock against her opening, he gently pushed forward and a loud groan escaped from her lips as it slid all the way in to the hilt. Taxi man was groaning too...such was the feeling as he slipped into the moist warmth of her cunt. He started pumping, her back making little sqeaking noises as it slipped on the paintwork of the cab. She urged him to go faster and he obliged her. He was pounding away now and she was lifting her hips up off the bonnet to meet with his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him and cried out in ecstacy as another orgasm wracked her tight little body.

Falling limp against him, he pulled his rampant cock out. He got her to turn over, leaned her against the cab squashing her breasts into the bonnet, with her delectable little arse pointing high in the air. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her dripping slit and pushed it back into the crease of her cunt. She uttered a low "Ohh yeah..." and reached around to spread herself wide, arching her back up and letting go a little cry of pleasure.

Taxi man couldn't believe it, here he was fucking some bloke's slut of a wife he'd met just 20 minutes ago on the bonnet of his cab! He was pumping her as hard as he could, but she just urged him on. He was close to losing it now and could feel that familiar tingling sensation down in his groin. Just as he starting to cum, he said she screamed loudly with another orgasm washing over her. They came together, bodies convulsing in rhythm as his cock pumped what seemed to be gallons of spunk inside her.

I was in agony, my cock fit to burst at the thought of him filling her up. Ellen had not restarted taking birth control after a short illness and was totally unprotected!

After dropping her off at her destination, Taxi man said he noticed something lying on the floor. It was Ellen's g-string... Pulling it out of his pocket, he showed it off like some sort of Big Game hunter's trophy.

Excusing myself, I headed off to the bathroom for a wank. There was no way I was going to last till Ellen got home and whispered in my ear, "Honey, I've been a naughty girl..."