It was so liberating to now be completely nude.
I was still arching my back, so my naked breasts were completely visible not only to the driver but also anyone out on the street who happened to look our way. I also couldn't help raising my hips off the seat in an aroused offering. With my legs spread as wide as possible, my shaved pussy was also visible to anyone on the street.
As we stopped at a traffic light, I opened my eyes to see several men gaping through the window, getting a good long look at my huge tits and rosy slit. Or, I should say, my huge tit. They couldn't see both of them, because my partner was latched on to one of my tits and sucking like there was no tomorrow. As he pulled and tongued and suckled my nipple, he ripped his tie off and, after I helped him unbutton it, he wrestled out of his white dress shirt.
He released my nipple from his mouth and kissed my neck passionately as he pressed his bare chest against me. His chest was lightly hairy and warm against my breasts, and we moved together as we kissed passionately.
As we moved against each other, I was able to work my hands down to his waist where I quickly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He lifted his hips to grant me full access so I could more easily unzip his pants and begin working them down.
Soon his pants and shorts were at his knees, and I was able to get a good look at him for the first time.
He was uncut.
I had been only with American men, so this was a bit of a surprise for me. A surprise, but a delightful one. I was always up for something new, and an uncut cock the size of his was something I was definitely up for.
He was obviously up for me, too. His cock had sprung free from his pants and all nine inches were bobbing before me, the flushed head pushing from his foreskin. I could see his slit was weeping for me, and I hungrily grabbed it.
Now it was his turn to gasp. As I took his cock into my mouth and pulled down at his foreskin, he threw his head back and moaned. I ran my tongue around his fully exposed head and sucked at his slit. It wasn't long before his fingers were in my hair, gently pulling me away from his dick.
He didn't want to come too soon.
I acquiesced and gave him a slight smile as I raised up and, with one finger poked in his chest, pushed him back so that he lay down against the door.
There in the backseat it took a bit of maneuvering, but I was determined to straddle him. I had leaned forward as I had pushed him back, and I now positioned myself on top of him with a leg on either side of his body. With all that moving about, my tits were swinging and jiggling quite a bit, and he wasn't taking his eyes off of them. I knew that he was watching my huge nipples, which were elongated with my arousal, as well as bouncing and shaking with each little move I made.
The only thing that got his attention off my boobs was when I, in one swift move, fully sank down on his cock.
Above his loud gasp, I could hear the driver chuckling again.
Then I began to move.
I made every gyration, every move of my hips, every circular motion as sensual as possible. I rode him like a whore, milking out of him every groan, every moan, every gasp I could possibly get.
He was in ecstasy, peering up at me with half-lidded, unfocused eyes. His mouth was slightly open and his breathing erratic.
And, believe me, I was feeling really good, too. His shaft filled my pussy completely, stretching it and pulling at it, and with every motion, pleasure was coursing through me. I was sure to give my clit a good stroke with every grind I made into his pelvis.
His hands were gripping either side of my hips as they moved in a circular rhythm, and he was groaning louder and louder. Suddenly, he arched his back way up off the seat and began bucking his hips. At the same time, waves of exquisite ecstasy were starting to pour through me, emanating outward from my clit. With a loud cry, he shoved three hard, long thrusts up into my pussy, and then collapsed back against the seat. At the same time, my ecstasy evaporated and I collapsed on top of him.
We lay there spent, breathing hard and pouring with sweat, the sounds of the driver's chuckles drifting into our haze of after-pleasure.
It wasn't very long before we began making out again. What started as delicate kissing and touching quickly evolved into tongue-lashing fervor and desperate groping.
Now it was his turn to be on top.
Before I knew it, I was flat on my back, pressed against the seat, my legs wide and up in the air. Suddenly, his body was between my legs, and he was plunging his already-erect-again cock into my slick pussy. From that angle, his entry into my pussy was perfect – every thrust was a thrust against my swollen clit, and I cried out from the pleasure of it.
He was banging me hard. I was practically screaming.
While I was getting fucked on my back, the driver pulled the taxi to the side of the road near a park. I could see him turning around in his seat to get a better view of the backseat action, and at the same time, I could see people outside. What began as a few passersby craning their necks quickly turned into a fairly large group of men crowded around the windows, pressing to get a good look. I could hear their muffled laughter and exclamations and see their blurry, leering faces, but I didn't care.
My sex partner also obviously didn't care. In fact, the audience seemed to renew his vigor, and he fucked me even harder, each ramming of his cock making my clit pulse with overwhelming pleasure. He was thrusting hard and fast, shoving me down into the seat and then as he pulled back, my body would spring up from the seat. My hair was being tossed wildly; my huge tits were wobbling all over my chest.
We were putting on quite a show.
And my pussy was on the verge of convulsing into a full-blown orgasm again.
He must have known I was on the verge of coming, because he suddenly flipped me over and made me get down on all fours. He positioned himself behind me on his knees and before I knew it, my pussy was once again impaled on his long, hard cock.
I think the driver liked this position the best, because with each thrust, each stroke of his uncut cock into my pussy, my enormous hanging tits swung. Like huge pendulums, they swung back and forth and bobbed up and down and jiggled. The driver laughed out loud when my dangling tits shook and swayed in different directions.
Before I knew it, the taxi was moving down the road again.
On all fours, with my tits swinging free and my ass undulating with each and every pounding he gave me, the feeling of complete, naked liberation was now overwhelming. I was now constantly moaning and crying out, and I was loud. With each hard thrust, my partner was grunting. Doing it doggy style with these sound effects, we must have looked and sounded like two wildly rutting animals.
A sudden and bright glare brought me back to reality, and I recognized the passing scenery as that of Piccadilly Circus.
Here I was, completely naked on all fours, my back arched and thrusting my ass up in the air, my huge tits now pressed against the window, my pussy getting a thorough fucking – all in full view of huge crowds of people. As we wheeled by people on the street, I could see them reacting. Since we were circling in the roundabout, I kept seeing the same people over and over again, many of them groups of young men who were now stopped and waiting for us to drive by again. As we passed, they were shouting and pointing and laughing and congratulating each other.
I didn't care.
Those gangs of men on the street could have been a million miles away as far as I was concerned. Caught up in an overwhelming haze of pleasure, my loud moans within the taxi were drowning out the street sounds. My focus was entirely on the vigorous strokes being delivered deep into my pussy.
But then the driver decided it would be even more exciting to roll down the electric windows. Suddenly my loud moans and screams were audible to the crowds, and my enormous naked tits, released from being pressed against the windows, were swinging free and wildly out the windows.
Now I could hear the crowds loud and clear, and they could hear me. I could see them, and they could clearly see me. They could see my huge exposed boobs jiggling and bouncing. My naked ass, gripped tightly in his large hands and getting pounded by a long, thick cock, was there for all to see. They could see my partner's firm ass tighten with each thrust he delivered deep into my pussy.
It was all in full view.
Everyone could see every detail.
And I didn't care.
I came, and I came hard. People were laughing and pointing as I screamed in ecstasy, as wave after wave of extreme pleasure washed over me from my thoroughly fucked pussy. My partner was also coming, his loud moans of desire eliciting laughter and exclamations from the street.
As my sex partner hunched over my back, still trembling in the aftermath of his furious orgasm, the driver exited the roundabout and headed toward our destinations.
By the time we pulled up to the curb outside my partner's flat, we were ready to go at it again.
We had gotten dressed, but as he opened the backdoor and took my hand to escort me out of the taxi, I knew we wouldn't be dressed for long.
