I’ve forgotten my wallet, FUCK my amazing girlfriend?” [Fake Taxi]

The cab reeked of stale nicotine and cheap air freshener, but all I could smell was her perfume, heady and intoxicating, as she shifted in her seat next to me. Fuck, I’d forgotten my wallet, and the driver, oblivious, kept his eyes on the road. She leaned over, her breath hot against my ear, whispering, “I’ve got an idea.” Her hand snaked down to my lap, rubbing my cock through my jeans. She grinned, biting her lip as she felt me harden. “I can pay the fare,” she said, her voice dripping with lust. She began to unbuckle my belt, her fingers deft and quick. The cab driver glanced back, his eyes widening as she pulled out my thick, veins throbbing cock, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum glistening at the tip. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with dirty promises, as she began to stroke me, her hand slick with saliva. The cab filled with the sound of her sucking, sloppy and wet, her head bobbing up and down, taking me deeper with each thrust. The driver’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to keep his eyes on the road. She pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to my cock, and smiled. “Fuck me,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving mine. She turned to the driver, her voice sweet and innocent. “Can you pull over? We’re almost there.”

The cab screeched to a halt, and she was on me in an instant, straddling my lap, her skirt hiked up around her waist. She ground against me, her pussy soaked through her panties, as she kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel her heat, her wetness, and I groaned, my hands gripping her hips. She reached down, positioning my cock at her entrance, and slowly lowered herself onto me. We both moaned as I filled her, her tight pussy clenching around me. She began to ride me, her hips moving in a steady rhythm, her breasts bouncing in her low-cut top. The driver watched in the rearview mirror, his hand adjusting his own bulge. She leaned back, her hands braced on my thighs, giving him a clear view of my cock sliding in and out of her slick cunt. She moaned, her head thrown back, her body shaking with pleasure. “Fuck me harder,” she demanded, her voice a ragged whisper. I obliged, my hips thrusting up to meet hers, our bodies slapping together, the sound filling the cab. She came with a cry, her body convulsing around me, and I followed soon after, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum. She collapsed against me, her breath coming in gasps, a satisfied smile on her face. The driver pulled away from the curb, his face flushed, his eyes still glazed with lust. She looked up at me, her eyes shining with mischief. “Forget something else next time,” she said, her voice a sultry purr.