It's late Saturday night...in fact very early Sunday morning. I wheel my cab around in front of the nightclub. The usual drunken rabble are there, staggering and slobbering all over the footpath. I stifle a laugh as a bloke stumbles and falls headlong into a kerbside puddle. His wife is bending over him pointing the finger, and it looks like she is giving him "what for"... She turns around in a huff, and heads straight for my cab.

It's only then I notice what a stunner she is. Standing about 5'10" in her thigh length high heel boots, her blonde hair glowing in the harsh neon lights outside the nightclub. She's wearing a clinging white mini-skirt with matching cut-off top which does nothing to hide the fact she has on a tiny white g-string and no bra. Her belly-button is peirced and she has a small tattoo of a smiling crocodile on her tummy.

She jumps in, and directs me to an address out in the suburbs. I move off, and re-adjust my mirror so I can drink in as much of her beauty as possible. She just sits there brooding. I attempt to make small talk, but she doesn't respond. I am about to give up and go back to driving when I notice that her legs are slightly apart, and I can see that her skirt has ridden up enough to give me a glimpse of her little g-string. She looks up, and I quickly look away, hoping that she didn't catch me. When I was game enough to look again, I couldn't believe my eyes. Her skirt was now higher than before, and her legs wider apart allowing me to easily see her cotton clad crotch. She was looking aimlessly out of the window, but with a cheeky looking grin on her face. I asked her about her husband? She replied that he had gotten drunk, against her wishes, and was not going to be any good to her tonight! I was pondering these delicious thoughts when she said "What's a horny girl to do? He can't stand up, let alone get it up!" I nearly ran off the road!

It was then that I noticed her hand had made it's way between her thighs, and her finger was tracing a lazy circle across the cloth of her g-string. Her legs were splayed wide now, and the skirt hitched high on her hips. I stared intently as she lifted the edge of the flimsy material, and slipped a finger under it to gently rub her clitorus. She closed her eyes, uttered a soft moan, and slumped back into the seat. Then she pulled the material aside and plunged two fingers deep within her sopping cunt. I swear my dick was about to tear open my trousers!

I quickly pulled into a quiet side street, and then into the deserted carpark of a football ground. I stopped the cab, and turned around to face my wanton passenger. She had the g-string off now, and her top gathered above her magnificent breasts. One hand was rubbing her nipples, and the other franticly working on her heavenly smoo. Her body arched, she groaned loudly, and then slumped back against the seat panting as an orgasm rocked her body.

I got out of the cab, and jumped into the back seat next to her. She leaned over, and started to unzip my pants. As she reached in for my erection, she told me, "I saw you watching me...It made me wet imagining that i was sucking your cock."
I said "What about your husband?" "Fuck him!" came the reply and with that, she bent down and took me into her warm mouth. I was in heaven! Her ministrations on my prick were driving me to the brink already. I couldn't hold back...watching this beauty pleasure herself had gotten me unbelievably aroused, and I shot off down her throat less than 30 seconds after she started sucking me! She held my spasming cock tightly with her lips, swallowing all of my spunk. After licking it clean, she sat up and gave me a big tongue kiss before getting out of the cab, and walked around to the bonnet.

Jumping up, she lay back and spread herself wide, inviting me to lick her cunt. I got down onto my knees, and started probing her soft folds with my tongue. The taste of my own cum from the kiss was soon washed away by the copious amounts of juice gushing from within her. I flicked my tongue up and over her clit, and then plunged it deep inside. She was squirming around on the car's bonnet, all the while moaning softly for me to eat her pussy. She bit her lip, squeezed her thighs tightly around my head, and came hard, squirting into my mouth. I couldn't believe how wet this girl was getting. Her juices were literally running down the bonnet, and pooling on the bumper bar.

I stood up, and positioned myself between her shapely legs. I placed my cock against her opening, and gently pushed forward. A loud groan escaped from her lips as I slid all the way in to the hilt. I was groaning too...such was the feeling as I slipped into the moist warmth of her cunt. I started pumping, her back making little sqeaking noises as it slipped on the paintwork of the cab. She urged me to go faster, so being the obediant chap I am, I obliged her. I was pounding away now, and she was lifting her hips up off the bonnet to meet with my thrusts. She wrapped her legs around me, and then cried out in ecstacy as another orgasm wracked her tight little body.

She fell limp against me, and I pulled my still hard cock out. I got her to turn over, and lean against the cab. Her breasts were squashed into the bonnet, and her delectable arse was pointing high in the air. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her dripping slit, smearing it all over my cock. I pushed it into the crease of her arse, and then eased it forward. She uttered a low "Ohh yeah..." and reached around to spread her cheeks wide open. There was some initial resistance, but then once the ring of soft flesh enveloped the head, I was able to slide into her in one fluid glide. She arched her back up, and let go a little cry of pain/pleasure! I couldn't believe it, here I was fucking the arse of some bloke's slut of a wife I'd met just 20 minutes ago on the bonnet of my cab, and she was loving every second of it. I was pumping her arse as hard as I could, but she just urged me on. I was close to losing it now, and could feel that familiar tingling sensation down in my groin. I was just starting to cum, when she screamed loudly as another orgasm hit her, and we came together, our bodies convulsing in rhythm as my cock pumped what seemed to be gallons of spunk up into her back passage. Totally stuffed, I collapsed onto her back, and we rested there like that for a minute or so.

All of a sudden, we could hear a car coming. "Shit!", I said, it was a cop car. I jumped up and she took off like a startled rabbit across the football paddock, leaving me standing there pants down around the ankles, like a stunned mullet as they shone their headlights upon me. After they gave me a warning, I jumped back into the taxi and noticed something lying on the floor. It was her g-string... I picked it up, gave it a sniff, tossed it into the glovebox, then headed off back for the city. Afterall, there were plenty more women to be picked up from the nightclubs of Brisbane. Who knows, maybe I could be lucky twice in one night?...