Forbidden Passion on the Back Seat of a Taxi During a Night Ride Through the City

- Do you want me to give you a lift? - he asked, looking straight into my eyes. I was really tired at the time, but his voice sounded so tempting. - Sure, why not - I replied, feeling the first sparks. We got into the taxi and sat in the back. The driver turned on the radio and drove off. We talked quietly, but the tension was growing. For the first time I felt his hand on my thigh. - You're beautiful - he whispered. - I was really surprised at how quickly I reacted. I moved closer, our knees touched. His fingers began to gently massage my skin under the dress. - Be careful, he might see - I warned in a whisper. - He won't see, trust me - he replied. I felt my body warming up. His hand wandered higher, and I instinctively spread my legs. I was already wet, even though we had barely met. - Say that you want this - he murmured. - I want it - I whispered. The driver was turning into streets, and we were discovering each other in silence. His fingers brushed against my underwear and I sighed softly. It was the moment when we lost control. We continued talking about nothing, pretending a normal conversation, while his hand delved deeper.

His fingers slid under my underwear and for the first time I really felt his touch in my most intimate place. - You're so hot - he whispered in my ear. - Quiet, he might hear us - I replied, but I didn't want him to stop. The driver was muttering something under his breath to the radio, completely unaware. I unbuttoned his pants under the blanket that I had thrown over our laps. His cock was already hard and hot. - Take me in your hand - he asked. I began to slowly stroke it, feeling every pulse. I was really aroused, doing something like this in a taxi for the first time. - I want to feel you inside me - he whispered. - Not here - I replied, but my body said otherwise. I pulled my panties aside and allowed him to slide his fingers deeper. My hips moved rhythmically, trying not to make any sound. - You're amazing - he said. - I was really close to orgasm when the taxi stopped at the lights. The driver looked in the mirror, but noticed nothing. We continued until we reached our destination, trembling with tension and hidden pleasure.

When the taxi turned into a darker street, we couldn't hold back anymore. For the first time I felt him inside me so quickly and intensely. I sat on him with my back to the driver, slowly lowering myself onto his hard cock. - Oh, yes - I moaned softly. - Quiet, baby - he whispered, holding me by the hips. We moved rhythmically, but very discreetly. Every movement was controlled so as not to rock the entire car. I was really close, my body trembling with pleasure. - Don't stop - I begged. His hands wandered over my breasts under the blouse. The orgasm came in waves, I muffled my moans into his neck. He came shortly after, filling me with warmth. - That was amazing - he said. We got out at my house, exchanging only glances. The driver didn't even turn his head. - See you - he said goodbye. I entered the apartment with a smile, knowing that this night would forever remain our secret.