Written by Angela82

Fact
1 Nov 2013


Hi guys

I posted a couple of stories a few weeks ago about me and my taxi driver friend. I've been having sex with him reguarly for over a year now and this is all behind my boyfriend's back, I really am surprised I haven't been found out yet, but the fun will go on until he decides to start treating me better.

My boyfriend and I have been together for 7 years, he is 36 and I am 30. Our sex life is very dull, the typical three minute missionary session before he goes to sleep.

I usually meet Ammy at the weekends when he is working. I will phone him after a night out and he will come to pick me up, we then have sex wherever. It is more exciting than with my boyfriend, but even that is starting to get a little boring.

Last weekend, I didn't phone Ammy...

It was the birthday of a girl at work and we had all decided to hit the pub after work on the Friday evening.

The shots were flowing later in the evening and one by one the girls were dropping like flies, all having to ring a taxi home, which left three of us.

Myself, Diane and Chloe moved on to the next pub. The evening was getting on a bit and the night-time revellers were all starting to pile in.

We all felt a little out of sorts as we were still in our work clothes, but we were far too tipsy to care too much.

All three of us were getting attention of some sort, Diane who is 33 was getting the eye off a much older bloke, Chloe is 19 and a lad her own age bought her a drink and a guy around 21 was hovering around me. I don't go for young guys, never have done.

Diane was the first to bale out, she phoned a taxi home and left me with Chloe and her new friend, I felt like her mother and was about to go home myself, but she pleaded with me to stay a little while longer, I think she felt safer me being there while she got to know this lad.

The guy who was showing interest in me was still lurking and finally approached me and offered to buy me a drink, I kindly refused, but he still insisted on engaging conversation with me, I felt a little rude telling him where to go and he wasn't bad looking either, so I humoured him.

Eventually I let him buy me a drink and then I bought the next one.

His name was Matt and he was dead on 21 years of age. He was over 6 feet tall and well-built, short brown hair and brown eyes.

We talked about stuff in general and I found him to be quite witty and charming.

I turned around and noticed Chloe and her friend had vanished, I was worried so told Matt I would go look for her, he offered to help, so off we went in search. After a few minutes I found her with even more people and she assured me that she knew most of them, so safe in the knowledge, I told Matt that I was going to going to head off home.

He looked a little disappointed and even offered to buy me another drink, I said okay but just one more.

After another maybe 5 or 6 drinks, I was definitely drunk, I knew what I was saying and doing, but I couldn't walk straight and I didn't care, I was having fun and a good laugh with my new friend. I knew he was cracking on to me and to be honest I quite liked the attention, he said all the right things and the conversation was getting flirtier by the sentence.

He suggested we go somewhere else, I asked where and he replied that we should maybe go somewhere quieter, I giggled and told him I knew what he was after, he grabbed my hand and I grabbed my handbag and headed for the door.

Now I know I'm a dirty bitch for shagging in taxis, but I didn't think I could get much worse...

We walked hand in hand down the busy road and then he led me down a quieter road and then down in to an alley. I reminded him that I was a lady and he should think of somewhere a little more classier than an alley, but he didn't say anything, he just pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard.

I kissed him back and ran my hands over his back and down towards his sexy arse, he began kissing my neck and I was instantly turned on, from that moment I wanted him.

I could see that nobody was around, just the odd passing car. I gave him one last kiss and then crouched down, unzipped him and fumbled in his boxers to release his solid cock.

I stroked the base a little and then licked around his helmet before taking the whole of his cock in my mouth. He was long, thick and uncut. I felt my lips roll back his foreskin and sucked him tenderly.

I felt his hand on the back of my head, pulling me towards him, encouraging me to suck him harder and faster, so I obliged willingly until I felt his pre-cum ooze on my tongue.

I pulled off and got up, he turned me round over a wheelie bin and hitched my skirt fully above my waist. I then felt my tights and knickers being tugged at and they stopped at my knees, he parted my legs slightly and suddenly I felt his hard cock slowly sliding in to my soaking wet pussy, I moaned with sheer delight as I felt his whole length inside me. He grabbed a hold of my hips and proceeded to fuck me over the bin.

I felt so dirty, yet so horny.

After a few minutes of hard, rough, passionate sex, he moaned and informed me he was going to come any minute, I ordered him to fuck me like a dirty whore and within seconds he shot his load inside me.

I pulled up my knickers and tights and straightened myself, then we walked back on to the busy road and ordered a taxi, both going in different ways. He gave me his number and I gave him a kiss goodbye.

Once I got home, the boyfriend was fast asleep in bed. I got undressed, threw my clothes in the washing machine and slipped in to bed beside him. I couldn't sleep as I was too horny and knew he wouldn't wake up to satisfy me, so I began rubbing myself thinking of what I'd just done half an hour before. I soon brought myself to orgasm, then snuggled up to my bloke and fell straight to sleep.


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