The driver taxi picked up his friend and I ended up sucking them both off in the car

That night I was bored out of my mind, knowing I was leaving for vacation the next day. I was so horny I couldn’t think straight, so I put on a low-cut top that practically spilled out my boobs and shorts that practically covered my ass. Without planning it, I hopped on a bus and went to the other side of the city, not giving a damn about the time or the place.

Before I knew it, I was in an area I didn’t even know. It was around 2 AM and I only had enough for the one-way fare. My phone was dying and there I was, alone, with trembling legs and a wet pussy just thinking about the adventure. I saw a taxi parked and, without thinking twice, I pulled up. The driver was a guy in his fifties, gray-haired, with a bit of a belly but arms that looked like they’d worked hard. “Can you take me to [my address]?” I asked, trying to sound innocent. He nodded and I got in.

As he drove, I could feel his eyes in the rearview mirror, devouring my breasts. I adjusted my neckline, letting one nipple slip out, just for fun. “Do you live alone, baby?” he asked, his voice husky, like he didn’t use it much. “Sometimes,” I replied with a mischievous smile.

Suddenly, he swerved. “Wait, I have to pick up a friend, I won’t be long.” He stopped at a corner and another man got in, also in his fifties, taller, wearing a stained work shirt and with enormous hands. They both looked at me like I was the unexpected treat.

When we got to my house, the taxi driver told me the fare and I looked scared. “Oh, I don’t have any cash,” I said, biting my lip. “And there isn’t any at my place either, my roommate took it all.” They looked at each other, and I already knew what they wanted. “But… I can show you these tits you’ve been staring at,” I suggested, and without waiting for an answer, I flashed my breasts. Their eyes widened.

The taller one licked his lips. “That’s fine, baby, but… what if you suck both our dicks? We’ll give you a free ride.” My clit throbbed. I nodded, and the taxi driver parked in a dark alley.

I switched seats to sit in the middle. The taxi driver unzipped his fly and pulled out a thick, short, dark-colored cock with prominent veins. His friend did the same; his was longer, thinner, but with a bright pink head. “Come on, little whore, let’s see how you suck them,” the friend said, and I didn’t wait any longer.

I grabbed the taxi driver’s cock with one hand and started sucking it, while with the other I masturbated. It tasted of sweat and man, a salty flavor I love. I took it in and out of my mouth, choking on purpose, while his friend grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me toward his dick. “Switch, bitch,” he ordered, and I obeyed, taking his friend’s cock in my mouth. This one was easier to swallow, and I took it all the way down my throat, feeling it throb.

They both moaned like animals, saying dirty things to me. “You suck so good, slut,” “That’s it, baby, don’t stop.” I, going crazy, came just from sucking them, getting soaked. But they wanted more. “Let’s take her to a motel,” the taxi driver said, and I wasn’t about to miss that.

We went to one of those cheap motels, with dirty walls and a creaky bed. As soon as we got inside, my friend pushed me against the wall and pulled down my shorts. “I want this ass,” he growled, and shoved it in from behind without warning. It was so big it hurt, but then pleasure washed over me. The taxi driver stood in front of me and shoved his cock in my mouth, and there I was, being used by both of them like their toy.

My friend was pounding my ass hard, grabbing my hips, while the taxi driver was fucking my mouth. “Enjoy it, whore,” the taxi driver said, and I moaned with his cock in my throat. They changed positions: the taxi driver put me on all fours and shoved his cock into my pussy, which was already a mess, while his friend kept fucking me in the ass. The sound of his balls slapping against me was all that could be heard, mixed with his grunts and my moans.

“I’m going to come,” the taxi driver announced, and I begged him, “Inside, daddy, fill me up.” And he did, releasing a hot stream into my pussy that made me tremble. His friend, feeling it, also came in my ass, filling me completely.

But it wasn’t enough. After a break, his friend wanted me to sit on his face, and I did, suffocating him with my pussy while he licked me like a dog. The taxi driver, meanwhile, asked me to ride his cock, and I rode him like a mare in heat, feeling his hands squeeze my tits.

They came two more times, once on my tits and once on my back, marking me as their property. When we finished, I was full of their cum, sore, but happier than ever. They took me home for free, and the taxi driver gave me his number. “Next time, baby,” he said, and I just smiled.

I got home with their semen drying on my skin, and I masturbated thinking about them before going to sleep. Those fifty-somethings know how to fuck, not like the kids these days. And now, whenever I feel like it, I text them. Because one crazy night turned into my favorite vice.