Yes, but not in the car

"Um, perhaps we could go outside the car," Roy argued, "I don't want to mess up the seats."

"Your wish is my command," Lara purred. Even though she didn't have to, she acted submissively towards him. She opened the door and stepped out. Her heels echoed in the dark, empty parking garage. She could feel her juices running down the insides of her legs as she walked around the car.

She placed her palms on the boot of the car and stood with her legs parted, thrusting her backside out so her dripping pussy was visible under the short plaid skirt. She sent the driver an inviting look as he scampered around the car, holding his pants up with his hands.

He positioned himself behind her and let his pants drop to his ankles. He touched Lara's pussy to locate her opening, eliciting a deep moan from the heroine.

"Ooh, don't tease me Roy," she whimpered "Give it to me!"

He positioned his cock at her pussy opening and without further ado slammed into her.

"AAAHH!" Lara's scream of pleasure echoed through the empty garage.

"Not so loud!" Roy whispered into her ear, he didn't want anyone to catch them.

Lara grabbed his hands and pulled them onto her tits.

"So-oh-rry", she hissed "your cock -ahh- just makes me go wild!"

With a firm grip on her massive breasts, he plowed into her pussy. Lara struggled to keep herself from screaming, she whispered back at him.

"Yes, come on! Fuck me, harder!"

He kept on fucking her, still not sure if this was only a dream, if he actually had fallen asleep waiting for her to run one of her errands. Lara put one foot on the cars bumper to ease his access to her cunt. She struggled to keep her balance with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other until she finally lost her footing and crashed head first down on the car. A load metallic bang reverbated through the dark corners of the garage.

"Ow," Lara said while rubbing her forehead. Roy was pretty sure this wasn't a dream now. She felt a bit clumsy for a few seconds. But her pussy needed more attention.

"Open the boot," she said.

Roy just complied, and pushed the lock, opening it. Lara quickly got down on her back inside the cramped compartment with her legs sticking out. there wasn't much space, but at least she wouldn't fall on the ground here. After pulling up her skirt, she parted her legs and spread her pussy with her fingers.

"Please, continue!" she begged.

Roy stood over her with one leg in each hand and let her guide his cock towards her open pussy.

He fucked her without holding back this time. Again and again he slammed into her so the car rocked rythmically. Lara's head and neck was wedged in an awkward position toward the back of the trunk. The pleasure of being taken in the trunk of a car like a perverted dogger more than outweighed her discomfort though.

Through clenched teeth she started moaning as she felt an orgasm building up inside her.

"Hnngh, hnngh" she couldn't hold back any longer her eyes stared at the taxi drivers cock pumping in and out of her,

"Ahh! MMH - OOH! I'm cumming." She moaned loudly now.

Roy frantically looked around in the trunk, her cries pierced the dark space around them. He found an old dirty rag and panicking shoved it into her mouth to gag her.

Lara stared at him in shock as she felt the harsh taste of old motor oil. He kept her from spitting it out by keeping his hand over her mouth.

From Lara's muffled shrieks of pleasure he understood she was getting closer. With a few hard deep thrusts he sent her over the edge. Lara bucked her hips and thrashed about in the trunk of the taxi. She squealed into the foul tasting gag and shook violently. Her eyes screamed at Roy who had to struggle to keep from being loud himself. Her pussy clenched his cock.

Right after the tremours in Lara's body subsided, she noticed the grimace on the driver's face. With the dirty rag still preventing her from talking, she just pointed desperately to her face.

"Chm mhuma mfhashe", she pleaded through the gag.

Roy took the hint and pulled out before dragging her towards him. Lara's bare ass slumped down on the cold concrete floor with her face directly in front of the bursting cock. She leaned her back towards the car and welcomed the now familiar feeling of someone plastering her face with hot, sticky sperm.

He got both her eyes, glueing them shut, before splashing a big wad of cum onto her forehead. He stood still and admired her sexy features disgraced with strands of his spunk before taking her hand and helping her up. He closed the trunk and Lara leaned toward the back of the car and picked the filthy rag out of her mouth. She smiled blissfully and sighed.

"Just wait a minute," Roy said, "I will find something you can dry off with."

He rummaged through the back seat, he knew he had a pack of paper towels there somewhere. While he was searching, he accidently knocked over Lara's brown paper bag. A couple of £10 notes fell out. Surprised he looked into the bag and found the rest of the money Scott had given Lara.

"What the fuck is this!" he shouted angrily.

Lara had no idea what he was talking about.

"What?" she called.

"You are stacked with cash, there has to be at least a thousand quid here! Were you trying to rip me off Lara?!"

Lara didn't immediatly understand what he was talking about. Then she remembered the bag full of cash. As she walked blindly around the car she heard one of the car doors slam shut. The engine started.

Lara **** her eyes open and through a haze of sperm witnessed Roy backing up and turning around fast.

"No!" She shouted "You can't leave me here, please!"

He opened his window and shouted

"You can register a complaint with the taxi firm if you like!"

Lara ran behind the car, struggling to see where she was going

"Please, Roy!" she shouted, "I'll let you fuck me again! You can do anything you want to me!"

He stopped the car.

Oh thank god, Lara thought. She walked up to the open window. Before she could say anything, he cursed at her in Hindi and sped off.

Lara stood alone in the empty, dark parking garage. Her face was dripping with cum and she was dressed as a slut.

Yeah? she thought, it's your mother who is a 'nasty, streetwalking whore'!

Still struggling to see anything, she managed to find the old dirty rag she had discarded. It was moist with her saliva, but beggars can't be choosers.

She dried the cum off her face as best as she could with the stained cloth. It was nice to get the cum out of her eyes at least. She was pretty sure she wasn't more than a twenty minute walk away from home.

Seeing no other way, she tucked her breasts as much into her top as she could and tried to find a position where her ridiculously short skirt would conceal as much as possible.

The only thing left to do was to go home and try to think of how she could get hold of Jimmy the next day.