Its nice to know from my blogs on the 17th and 20th that I have some support, but this really has to be the last time I write in, I shouldn’t have used my name in the story and I worry that someone would read them who knows me and work it all out. However, as asked, I will tell you about my taxi driver. Its all a bit cheap if I’m being honest. In the beginning I simply got into a taxi, I usually drive everywhere but I had to make one of my long trips and the cost of parking would have been silly, so I get a train then a taxi to the hotel where I was staying. When I had finished my long boring day of meetings, I jumped into a taxi back to the hotel. it was dark and very wet. As I got in I started to tell driver where to go when another lad jumps in, he was extremely drunk and wet. I made it clear that I was not happy and told him basically to ‘piss off’, his reply? ‘Come on love, your hot, lets fuck in a taxi’. The next bit is rather funny actually. No more than a few seconds later the door opens and the lad literally flies out of the taxi. My gallant taxi driver had jumped out, grabbed the lad and quiet literally throws him away. I was shocked and impressed. For the rest of the journey I couldn’t help but thank him several times for his help and when we got to the hotel he wouldn’t let me pay, he smiled and said that it was worth it just to see his face. The next day at the same time I jump into a taxi, its dark and its wet and you’ve guessed it, it was my gallant taxi driver. The doors clicked and he assured me I was safe. We talked and laughed all the way to the hotel, this time I insisted on paying. He was gorgeous, big and dark and rugged. That night I made myself cum just thinking of my gallant taxi driver, I had one of the best orgasms of my life in a shower with no one. I sat on the bed sending e mails when I had an urge to watch something married women shouldn’t watch. I typed in to a porn site ‘sex in a taxi’ and watched over an hour of women fucking taxi drivers, needless to say I came more than once that night, you see lads, its not only you that gets off watching these things. On the end of the 3rd day I looked for a taxi hoping it would be him. There where dozens of them but none of them my hero. I waited for a long time and was about to give up when I saw a cab that I thought looked familiar, (if a black cab among black cabs can look familiar). This time it wasn’t raining so I took my coat off and even though I had no intention of letting my life spiral out of control more than it had done already but I just wanted to have some fun so I undid a few buttons on my blouse and walked past half a dozen cabs and jumped into his. At first he told me that he would get into trouble jumping the Que but before long the other had their fairs and we were ready for the off. I just wanted to feel excited and dangerous, I undid more of my blouse and thanked him for saving me again. I saw him looking in his mirror and that excited me even more. He looked at me more than the road and I warned him to watch where he was going, he replied ‘looking at you is all the thanks I need’. I hesitated before asking him if I could show him some more, he replied saying that I could show him all I wanted. I sat in a cab with hundreds of people milling around outside, the lights in the cab were off, I put my coat on and undid my blouse all the way and pulled up my bra. Suddenly we stopped at traffic lights, my hero cabby turns round and looks at my breasts, I could have cum there and then. I looked out to make sure that no one could relay see what I was doing in the dark and touched myself. I knew I was being slutty and for all I know, this guy could be dangerous. The horns blowing made him aware that the lights had turned green and we moved on. I managed to pull my bra off (its a special trick lads, ask your wives). I sat there with my blouse open and my coat just about protecting my modesty from the outside. I turned the dim light on in the cab saw him look before quickly switching it off again. I had to warn him again about crashing and he seemed out of breath and told me that if we did it would be my fault. We both laughed and I covered myself up. We turned into another street, this time there was hardly anyone outside but we stopped again in the traffic. He looked back at me again and asked me why I had hidden myself so I asked him if he wanted to see more. There was a pause before he told me to take my knickers off. Now I knew I was going too far but I had teased him for so long I felt bad. I pulled my knickers down and put them in my back, lifted my skirt and let him look, he couldn’t see much but the street lights were enough. I played with my nipple using my finger to add to the fun. I thought he was angry at first, he banged the steering wheel and shook his head then in a long drawn out sentence he grunted ‘ you…are …fucking…..gorgeous, and then he told me how hard he was. I replied that I didn’t suppose that gets me a free cab ride. He looked back again in between my legs and at my breasts and into my eyes, ‘fuck yes’. I thought for a split second, this was the moment I had thought of last night. Ok then I said. He looked at me in the mirror as drove off, ‘ what do you mean’ he asked me. I opened my blouse fully and my legs and I actually asked for sex, ‘ will you fuck me’? He said nothing and I spent the next two or three minutes thinking that I had just made a fool of myself, that he was thinking ‘what a slag’ he had in the back of his cab and to be honest, I thought that as well. He was driving erratically adding to my fears that he was annoyed. I started to put my knickers back on when he turned off the road. He looked at my in the mirror and told me not to ‘do that’ (putting my knickers back on). We turned again and again, then onto a dark patch. For the first time that night I was scared and annoyed with myself wondering if he really was dangerous. The cab stopped and he jumped out and climbed into the back with me looking at my covered breasts. I lifted my skirt and in an instant he had undone his belt and unbuttoned his trousers and pulled my legs to that I was mostly on my back. For the next 20 or more minutes I let another stranger lick my pussy and bite and suck my breasts and my tongue. I slid onto the floor and let him long thick dark cock fuck my mouth until he pulled me up and very roughly he entered me. I could feel his balls slapping me and couldn’t help wondering how big they must be. I climaxed almost immediately but he wasn’t finished. I was pulled to my feet, the little window in between the back and the front of the cab was still open. He used both his hands to guide me so that I was leaning through this window. I could see the traffic in the distance and I thought about how amazing this was and how fantastic it was to feel dirty. I thought of my husband as he pulled my coat off, along with my jacked and blouse. My skirt was round my waist, my breast hanging just over the partition as I felt his long cock sliding back into me and again, his balls start to slap against me as he thrust again and again. I watched the traffic in the distance because I didn’t want to cum just yet, I thought of my husband and wished he was here watching. I could ask for my phone and facetime him, let him watch a dark stranger fuck me hard in his cab then I saw a picture of his wife and I wanted her to watch as well, for a brief moment I wanted her and him. My hero lover was grunting, leaning over to grip my breast. I loved how he talked dirty wanting to know if I loved being fucked, did I like his cock, was it hard enough for me, and going on about how ‘fucking hot I was and what a ‘hot shag’ I was. I came hard over and over hardly able to stop my legs from buckling. He pushed his fingers deep into my backside and that was almost too much. I didn’t want it to end but I wanted to feel him cum inside me. I didn’t need to wait long, despite the fact that he was fucking a married woman very hard he did find time to ask me if I was on the pill. I told him not to worry and I’m sure I pleaded with him to cum inside me. The last moments where the best, he thrust himself into me over and over, this time slower as he started to groan. I waited for the thrill of feeling another man’s cum pour into me when he leaned forward, gripped my breast with one hand and my hair with the other. R…….U……ready…….for………this…..he said with each thrust. He gripped my breast hard and pulled my head back and howled. Never in my life have I felt a man cum so much. He exploded inside me not once or twice but three times. I came so hard I was close to passing out. Then with one last scream it was over. We just remained there, I felt cum running down my legs and as he fell back onto the seat, he held his hand out to help me sit beside him. We sat there out of breath, my skirt was on the floor with my bouse and jacked. I looked at him, he was handsome and hard, and his cock was huge, it felt bigger inside me but it was still huge and yes, his balls there enormous. He leaned over and we kissed, his hands running down my chest. He pulled out some tissues and handed them to me, I laughed and said that I think I needed a towel, we laughed again. Before long we kissed, and whilst we sucked each others tongues his rough hands squeezed my breasts and I so wanted him to come back to my hotel for us to fuck again but it wasn’t to be. He said that we needed to go and, in a moment,, he was back in his driving seat. He waited for me to get dressed, my blouse was wet and dirty as was my skirt. We pulled up outside my hotel and it was a strange moment. He asked for my hand and as I held it out he held it and kissed it. He told me I was amazing and that he hopped to see me again some day. And with that I left him to drive off. I ran into the hotel sure that people would know what I had just done. When I got to my room I undressed and stood in front of the mirror. I looked that a cheap hooker. Mascara running down my face, lipstick smudged, a faint bruise on my breast where he had sucked me hard and my legs wet with cum. I showered and let water run down and off my breasts and decided then that this had to stop.