Taxi Home

TAXI HOME Sharon had been on a party night out in Leeds with a bunch of her old work colleagues. They liked to do this sort of thing when ever an excuse presented itself, this time it was Diane's 50'th birthday and there was quite a crowd, mostly women but there were also a few token men. It had been quite a night which had started with a meal, moving onto a disco later in the evening with plenty of drinks along the way, the drinking starting before dinner and progressing through the meal with wine and finishing in the disco with some outrageous cocktails. Whilst not trying to get drunk, Sharon had imbibed generously since she knew she was going to get a taxi all the way home to rural Pocklington, to hell with the expense she wanted a good night out. Sharon had dressed for the party, looking as good as only she can do, not outrageous in anyway but implicitly sexy nonetheless, high heels, those fishnet stockings with the oversize mesh, that Ray liked so much, short'ish skirt just on the knee and a sparkly, clingy black top that showed her wonderfully curvy figure off to perfection. At the end of the evening Sharon recovered her favorite and expensive red jacket from the disco cloakroom and got a taxi ordered. The weather had turned very bad; it was bucketing it down with rain and was generally windy, cold and unpleasant. Sharon was pleased she had decided on the taxi all the way home option, not trying to get the train to York or having to drive herself. She had had a great evening which continued a little longer as everybody milled about in the disco entrance waiting for their taxi's or rides home or just hanging out. Eventually Sharon's car arrived, a slightly older Ford Granada but it looked in reasonable condition and was clean and warm inside. The black driver, who was youngish, probably between 25 and 30, was very pleased to get such a good value fare at this time of the night. It was worth quite a lot to him to drive all the way to Bolton. They set off; he was OK on directions for most of the way and said he would ask when he got to the point where he would need some help. Sharon relaxed on the spacious back seat, luxuriating in the warmth of the car and the thoughts of the very nice evening she had enjoyed. She swung herself sideways to stretch out and relax, dozing intermittently, the movement of the car lulling her as she stretched out, her skirt inching up, bit by bit, showing off those wonderful long legs clad in the super sexy fishnet tights. A sight not lost on the driver as he frequently glanced in his rear view mirror during the journey and clearly not just to check for traffic! As they reach the area where the driver is unsure of the directions Sharon directs him off the main road into the narrow lanes that signal the last three or four miles of her journey home. Suddenly Sharon sits bolt upright as a flash of memory reminds her that she had given Dianne her purse for safekeeping whilst she had been on one of her many expeditions to the dance floor earlier in the night. "I haven't got any money! And there is nobody home" she exclaims as she remembers that John isn't around, they never have cash at home and her cheque book and credit cards are miles away with Dianne. "You must be joking" is the response from the driver as he lets the car slow in the narrow lane. Sharon explains the predicament and how she got her self into it to the incredulous driver who only saw the good fare he thought he had disappearing. Sharon offers to send him a cheque for the fare and a good tip tomorrow, he is evidently not keen, whether it's because he doesn't trust her or the inherently cash nature of his business it wasn't clear After a moment he responds "Perhaps we can work something out". Sharon can see the smirk on his face in the drivers mirror and quivers with trepidation and if she is honest a frisson of sexual excitement. The driver had been looking so much at Sharon's legs on the long drive home that he had spent a lot of the time fantasizing about how it would be to be with his passenger, maybe this was his chance to find out. He pulls the car over to a small muddy area created by farm vehicles swinging into the adjacent fields in a tree lined and very dark part of the remote country lane, the car was barely off the road but in the unlikely event of another car coming by it would just have room to pass. "What do you mean" responds Sharon, sure that she has got the gist of what he is suggesting and weighing up what he might ask for and whether she might find some level of lewdness exciting, but she certainly wasn't going to allow him to fuck her. "Well look at your options" he says, "I can take you back to the police station, what you have done is an offense, they will charge you if I ask them to and you will still have to get home, or I could simply abandon you here, we must still be 5 miles from your house" Sharon knows it is only about three miles and certainly walkable if not exactly convenient, but the weather is atrocious, her clothes especially her favorite and expensive jacket would be ruined. "No you can't do either of those, I admit I was stupid, but it was an honest mistake, I wasn't trying to trick you. Give me your address, I'll send you a cheque and add a good extra for being so silly", tried Sharon once more. "But I want my something extra now" said the driver with just a little menace in his voice. This took Sharon a little aback, she knew where he was going with this, but she just didn't know how far his expectations went. "What sort of extra" said Sharon with trepidation in her voice. "Undo your coat" was the quick response. Sharon looked at him hesitated only a moment and then worked at undoing her jacket. "Hold it open" was the next rapid instruction from the driver. Sharon did as she was instructed revealing her figure hugging top with the sparkly bits that she liked so well. With her jacket held open the swell of her breasts and the slimness of her waist was revealed. Sharon was thinking that maybe she could get away with showing him her tits and maybe letting him feel them, that wouldn't be too bad to save her favorite jacket from the wetting that was bound to ruin it. "Lift your top" was the next instruction that followed after he had appraised Sharon's curvy figure and the promise it held. Sharon complied with the order, raising her top to show the lacy see through bra that revealed her proud nipples that were already hardening under his intense gaze. He reaches through between the seats into the back, to fondle the beautiful firm tits as Sharon's nipples react immediately to his firm but gentle caresses as he enjoys the feeling of her tits beneath the material of her bra. "Take of your jacket" he says with a voice made hoarse by his growing lust. Sharon complies immediately almost mesmerized by what is now happening to her. No sooner was her jacket was removed he ordered her "Take off your top". Again Sharon moves quickly to follow his instruction until she is sitting there in the middle of the back seat her jacket and top piled to one side as the young driver stares at her perfectly shaped firm tits with the nipples protruding obviously into the diaphanous material of her bra. Eventually he breaks free from his fixed stare, he gets out from the front of the car to come and sit in the back seat, Sharon sliding over automatically to allow him room to sit next to her. He has left the motor running for warmth? and the interior lights on so that he can see, he does not want to miss a thing. The driver spends a long time fondling and massaging the firm tits that are available to him, squeezing and pulling at the nipples which by now are rock hard. Sharon staying perfectly still, her eyes mostly closed, her breathing getting shorter as the sensations invade her body increasing her heart beat and her lust whether she wants to accept it or not. Finally tells Sharon to take off her bra, which she does quickly, she is rapidly approaching a state where she is going to do absolutely anything he tells her to with total obedience. He leans forward and spends more time kissing each nipple, taking them in his lips and teeth, his hands on the exquisite breasts constantly, massaging them softly then hard as the mood takes him. Sharon's head goes back giving her self to the man to use as he wills, she can feel the moistness seeping from her pussy as the cunt lips swell and flower. He tells Sharon to take off her skirt, which she does without hesitation, loosening it and wriggling from it on his command. She has now fully revealed those long legs in the ultra sexy squared fishnets, her sex only covered by the see through material of the smallest of her sexy panties. Her anticipation is reaching a new height as she awaits his next instruction. With his mouth open as his breaths come in shortening gasps, revealing his lust for the incredibly sexy body being made available to him by this willing slut. He tells her to get his prick out, which Sharon does without hesitation, unzipping his trousers and reaching in to them to extract his dark swollen cock with her hand, holding onto it in anticipation of his next order. The instruction is given immediately, which is to give him a blow job. Sharon bends to take his cock into her mouth, kissing it and sucking it, sliding the cock in and out of her mouth, letting him fuck her mouth as she cups and fondles his balls bringing him closer and closer to the orgasm that he wants. Eventually he reaches the point of not being able to hold back, he cums in Sharon's mouth, grunting loudly, forcing himself into the now willing mouth as she continues to suck his cock using her hands on his hard black shaft until she has milked him of the sticky white fluid that he has been spurting in streams down her throat and mouth. He flops back, spent for the moment as Sharon sits up to wipe the excess cum from her face as it dribbles from her mouth, swallowing the majority of his fluids lodged in her mouth and throat, savoring the texture and feeling of the sexy juice as it slides down her throat into her stomach. For a few minutes he lies back gasping for breath, recovering from the orgasm that has drained him for the moment as Sharon waits for him to drive her home. She had already done more than she had expected to do but a blowjob was OK, and she had secretly enjoyed it anyway. Sharon starts to pull her clothes around her, collecting her things to get dressed again, ready finish the journey home. "No" he says forcefully "I haven't finished yet, I get no chance for any sex let alone sex with such a beautiful and sexy white woman like you. Sharon is surprised both at his tone, which appears to brook no argument and by the fact that he wants more, he's cum what more can he want? "Turn around I want to look at your gorgeous arse" he says struggling to sit upright. Sharon obediently turns to face away from him and gets on her knees to present her shapely behind to him, looking over her shoulder to see what he is going to do next. He gets up on to his knees and commences to fondle and caress her curvy arse, complimenting her all the time on its beauty and shape, letting his hands wander all over her accessible body, over the cheeks of her gorgeous arse, up and over her hips, down between her legs feeling the warmth and moistness that gives Sharon's own growing desires away. Then she feels his hands manipulating the tiny panties she is wearing under the fishnet tights, she feels his finger slipping into her cunt that is so wet, the slippery wetness excites him and he fingers her pussy, first with one finger sliding it deep into her sopping cunt, then two fingers probe her, then three finger fucking her hard as she gets wetter and wetter. Sharon is by now pushing back at his hand each time it thrusts the fingers deep into her, she is so wet she can feel the moisture running onto her thighs. Then she feels him place his knees between hers on the seat, forcing her legs even wider apart, following this she momentarily feels his cock at the lips of her cunt, he has pulled aside her panties and slipped his cock between the large mesh of her tights, then she feels him, plunging inside her, his cock slipping easily into her gaping cunt. He fucks her hard, seemingly recovered in the 20 minutes or so since he had cum in her mouth, a taste she was still savoring. He rams himself at her willing body, slamming hard into her, she can feel his balls slapping against her arse and the backs of her thighs. He is fucking her so hard she can feel the car rocking viciously as he brutally slams against her. Just then another car cruises past them slowly, floodlighting the torrid scene on the backseat, although their car is completely steamed up by now it is pretty obvious to the passers by, who slow to get a good look, what they are doing. Even though the view is diffused by the steamy windows enough can be seen and confirmed by exaggerated rocking of the car. Neither of them stops or hesitates the fucking, both beyond caring about anything but the cock rutting forcefully into the receptive cunt. Indeed Sharon is excited by the thought of people seeing her being fucked, her arse in the air being taken from behind as her tits swing free, in motion from the deep thrusting cock being driven into her thirsting cunt. Suddenly he cums again, yelling loudly as his fucking becomes frantic, his hips drive his cock even deeper into Sharon's cunt, his ejaculation jetting far into her body, filling her with his fluids. As his erratic motion slows Sharon is frustrated beyond caring, as her own lust is all but ready to burst her own orgasm through her arching body, but he has finished with her leaving her ready to explode. He falls back once again exhausted from his energetic fuck. Sharon half turns her body and leans against the seat back; in the following interlude whilst he is recovering, he absently plays with her overflowing cunt, touching the pouting lips, running his fingers deep into the slimy cleft. Although he's not trying to turn Sharon on, he's simply amusing himself, but the effect on Sharon is electric she is so turned on by what has happened to her in the back of this car in the muddy lane. Sharon is past caring as she notices his cock starting to come to life again, she reaches for it and takes her time to wank it back to hardness again, no sooner does she think it adequate for her needs than she straddles him, lowering her sopping cunt onto the once again hard black pole. Sharon fucks him hard and fast, hand pushing down on his chest, her hips pumping as she drives her needy cunt down onto his cock, the pace getting faster and faster until the floodgates open, she has a shattering series of orgasms, riding him ruthlessly for her own gratification until she is completely sated, she then flops on top of him. She lies a few minutes her chest heaving with the effort but there is a pleasing feeling in her body as, for the moment at least she has satisfied her lust. Eventually they get dressed in silence, the driver returning to the front seat as Sharon completes tidying herself up for the drive home. The silence is broken only as Sharon gives the final directions to her front door. As they pull to a halt the driver turns to Sharon with a very embarrassed look on his face, if he wasn't so dark skinned Sharon thought he was probably blushing. "Look" he says "I'm really sorry about that, I don't know what came over me, I only started that stuff as a joke and I got sort of carried away, I'm really, really sorry". "Oh that's alright, I know what came over me" said Sharon attempting to exercise her sense of humor "it was you". She said knowing full well she had enjoyed the whole episode. "I better get going" he said. "No wait it's a long drive, it's very late, you at least need a coffee" said Sharon with a gleam in her eye that was missed by the driver. She led him into the house, Sharon showing him through the kitchen to the lounge telling him to sit there on the couch; she would put the kettle on. She did put the kettle on, and then ducked into the toilet needing an overdue pee; she also took off her tights and panties at the same time. Sharon headed back through the kitchen, ignoring the bubbling kettle, straight into the lounge where she immediately squatted in front of the startled driver, her skirt rolling to her hips as she went down in front of him, her hands moving quickly to unzip his trousers before he really knew what was going on. Sharon took his flaccid cock in her mouth tasting her own juices liberally coating it; she sucked hard at his prick wanting it hard again. At first he was slow to react to Sharon's treatment but slowly she could feel his member growing in her mouth, swelling and hardening as her encouragement got its just reward. The driver stretched back on the couch his head back as the wonderful sensations engendered by Sharon's persuasive mouth worked their magic on his cock. As his prick hardened satisfyingly in her mouth, she worked at her pussy with her free hand, reaching down to stroke her clitoris to a gratifying hardness then alternating between rubbing her cum covered hard clit and plunging her fingers into her cunt as her labia distended under her self ministrations as she brought her already fired desires to a fever pitch, needing more and more releases before she could be truly satisfied. With her own lust once again at boiling point and the cock nicely solid in her insatiable mouth and firmly gripped in one hand, she switched her free hand to loosening her drivers trousers, although awkward whilst keeping his bulbous cock securely in her mouth, she managed to slip his trousers down to his thighs which were pushed forward from the edge of the couch as he unconsciously pushed himself towards Sharon's satisfying mouth. Sharon was now ready with the idea that she had half thought through on the final mile back to the house. She let his pulsing cock slip from her mouth but kept a good grip on it as he looked up at her, she rose from her knees and straddling his thighs guided his cock towards her wet and open cunt as she once more lowered herself down, impaling herself on his cooperative cock, letting it slide all the way into her body. The man was forgotten as she spent pleasurable time grinding her self onto his groin, taking her own tits in her hands as she caressed, sometimes with vigor, enjoying the sensations and feelings that she was creating for herself. Slowly at first she started to ride the cock harder as the owner of the cock slid down the couch until all his thighs and some of his backside was clear of the couch, supporting himself with his feet firmly planted on the floor. Sharon was oblivious to this and cared even less as she now rode him literally, her legs astride him as if she were on a horse, hands securely placed on his chest as her instinctive bucking accelerated as she continued to ride him hard, grinding down, her head back as a series of orgasms had her gasping for energy. Still she fucked him, oblivious to his needs; he was now just a convenient cock, her rhythm continued to pick up as her cunt lunged up and down his cock until at last she arrived at the orgasm she had sought, she screamed it out loudly, long and hard as the ultimate release wracked through and through her entire body. After a short collapse, she rose and left the room. By the time she had returned covered by her dressing gown, the driver is dressed and looking for the door. He stops just long enough to give her his card on which he writes his mobile number on it. As leaves he says as way of goodbye "if you ever want a free ride from Leeds! Call me" 4232 1.25/512345