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Istanbul Taxi Driver

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Being single at the time, I'd taken a short break to Istanbul on my own.

I had a pleasant stay and nothing sexual occurred, just relaxing touristy stuff.

On my final day, I called down to hotel reception to order a taxi to the airport and 30 minutes later I was on my way.

The driver spoke so little English, the journey was quite boring, so I opened my laptop (bag on my knee as I'd heard about taxi thefts from the boot)

I have a fair amount of porn of my laptop, but usually re-named files in case someone should stumble across it.

I decided to watch a non-porn clip to pass the time, but immediately a hardcore mmf scene appeared and the volume was on full.

The taxi driver swerved as the woman on screen groaned and he leered at the laptop. I was very embarrassed and about to click off when he stabbed a finger at the screen (close-up of a double anal fucking) and said 'mmmmm very good'

He started to rub himself, one eye on the screen the other on the road. Within seconds he'd unzipped and pulled out a huge, very hairy cock which he stroked rapidly.

I was very turned on and shifted the laptop slightly so I could access my own zipper and release my suddenly hard cock.

We both jerked ourselves and at one point he even touched my cock jokingly and it bounced back up.

This went on for a few minutes, him, one eye on the road, the other darting between the on-screen action and my cock.

I was so turned on watching another man jack off next to me, I simply watched him. His huge, hairy cock became a deep purple and throbbed.

Eventually as we both pumped faster, I felt the urge to cum so badly I didn't care where I shot. I was transfixed by the sight of this man as I was about to shoot the biggest load since I was a teenager, he shouted something in Turkish and came with ropes and ropes of thick white cum. Some of it on his trousers, sweater and even on the wheel.

He (still driving) grabbed some tissues from the pocket of his door, threw a couple at me and used the rest to wipe himself clean.

He picked up my used tissues from my lap, grabbed his own and discarded them from the window.

Both of us put our cocks away and zipped up. Nothing more said.

Minutes later, he took the exit and we arrived at the airport.

He helped me unload my luggage, I paid the fare and he shook my hand.

Strangely a tiny bit of sperm he missed was transferred to me in this handshake, which made me smile as he drove away.

Curiousity got the better of me as I entered the departure terminal and I brought my hand to my nose and sniffed it, before a moment of madness when I licked it off and swallowed it.

After clearing security, I entered the lounge. Still immensely turned on, I rushed straight to the toilets and into a cubicle, where I proceded to wank off again, just thinking of what had just happened.



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