Tyler and the Dancefloor - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Tyler and the Dancefloor - Part 2

... driver. “Don't worry about him,” he says, sliding his hand under my skirt to grab my ass check. “He's a taxi driver who works from a gay club, he's gotta expect things like this in his back seats!” I can't argue with the logic. In fact, I had even once had an unexpected threesome with a guy and the taxi driver before now. That certainly won't be happening tonight; tonight is just for Tyler and me. But my concern was not really of the taxi driver. I didn't want my first fuck with Tyler to be in the back of a taxi, where however passionate it might be, it would undoubtedly be rushed and awkward. Not to mention slightly painful. Tyler certainly wasn't the biggest cock that had been inside me, but it was big enough, and would definitely require more than a little spit to lube up. “Baby,” I say, squeezing his cock again. It feels sooooo good in my hand. “I don't want to fuck you in the back of a taxi.” He gives me one of those delicious smirks again, raising one eyebrow slightly. Fuck, I need him inside me. “Who said anything about fucking?” he asks. “I just want to feel your weight on top of me.” I flash him a smirk of my own, unbuckle my seatbelt, and move over the space to my left. Tyler slides into the middle seat. He then does something slightly unexpected, but something that turns me on no end. He begins to lower his jeans and boxers. Not all the way, just until his cock and balls are exposed. It may be dark in the taxi, but this is my first look at Tyler's cock. It looks ...

... incredible, even in the gloom of the car. It has a slight curve to it, and the bulbous head is clearly defined, I fucking love a good shapely head on a cock. And that curve...that curve is going to reach all the right places... “Come here,” he says. I don't need to be told a second time. I lift one leg over him and slowly lower myself into his lap. This causes my skirt to hitch up and gather at my hips, completely exposing my ass. Tyler capitalizes on this and promptly grabs by ass with both hands. I straddle above him for a few seconds, looking into his deep, warm eyes. I know that, a matter of centimetres away from my fully erect and naked cock, is Tyler's cock; also fully erect and naked. Throbbing and hard and probably leaking a little, just like mine. I kiss him and lower myself down all the way Our hard cocks touch. My own cock twitches a little in response, my tongue swirling around Tyler's mouth. We each moan and whimper, breathing for each other as I begin to grind my hips. My cock slides over Tyler's. Our balls squeeze together. Tyler rubs his hand under my shirt and along my spine. The pressure of his hand is firm, as he kneads the skin between my vertebrae. With his other hand, he lightly traces a finger up and down the length of my ass crack. He doesn't pay any particular attention to my hole, but each time his finger slides over my it my whole body tingles. I break from our kiss and sit up, looking down on Tyler. I reach under my skirt and grab mine and Tyler's ...