After my Uber striptease hit the Gone Wild front page I had a ton of messages and requests … but only one that was from my area and perked my interest.
I picked up Thomas and Jackson from a cafe uptown. Jackson got into the front seat while Thomas got into the back. They were two executives in their mid-40s and had been best friends since college.
They were both attractive but in different ways: Jackson was the more talkative one, conventionally good-looking with broad shoulders. Thomas, the brooding brunette, didn’t speak too much but he said enough in the way he looked at me.
Nothing could happen until I drove us out of the city and hit the quieter roads, so we chatted.
They’d had threesomes before although not since they both got married and had kids. Today they told their wives they were going cycling for the day.
“But we have a different kind of ride planned,” said Jackson, with a laugh.
I blushed.
It was around when the houses made way for tall forest trees that I took a swig of water from my water bottle. It was hot as hell today.
All of a sudden Jackson asked me with a grin: “you ready?”
I nodded.
He put a $10 bill into the glovebox compartment, as we’d agreed. “Pour that water of bottle on yourself.”
I nodded, feeling nervous.
I took the bottle of water and poured it all over my chest. I was wearing a white-T with no bra, as arranged. Immediately my t-shirt clung, cold and wet, to my breasts. I looked down and could see how transparent it had become, my brown nipples showing through.
Jackson was staring at my breasts hungrily. He shifted uncomfortable in his seat. He put another $20 into the glovebox compartment, then put one arm around my shoulders and the other on my knee.
His hand slowly made its way up my leg.
“Fuck, Thomas, you wouldn’t believe how soft her skin is. Like satin.”
His fingers had found their way between my legs and he began rubbing. They slipped easily into my pussy.
I gave a little moan and swerved a little.
“Ooh, careful honey. We don’t want to have an accident,” Jackson said to me.
I nodded and slowed down, trying to drive carefully as he continued to rub and finger me. I didn’t dare take my eyes off the road but I flashed a look into the rearview mirror. My eyes connected with Thomas who was looking at me with cool appraisal.
“God, she’s so wet too,” Jackson murmured.
“How do you like this?” he asked me.
Between gasps I said, “I like it a lot”.
“Mmm, I can tell you do. I love seeing you squirming like that in your seat. My fingers feel good, don’t they?”
As I let out a soft moan Jackson looked back at his friend.
“Look at the boner on Thomas! You’d better hop in the back honey and let him have a turn. My shout,” said Jackson, putting in a $50 note into the glovebox compartment.
I pulled over on the side of the road, hoisted my panties and skirt back and up and got out of the car. Jackson had got out and was coming over to drive. He squeezed me on the ass and whispered in my ear, “make sure you leave some of that sweet juice for me though, OK?”
I got into the backseat, suddenly feeling shy around the dark and handsome Thomas. Jackson began to drive as Thomas slid his arm around my shoulders.
He nuzzled his face into my neck and asked me: “is this the first you’ve fucked an Uber customer?”
I shook my head.
He laughed. “Why am I not surprised? How many times have you done it.”
“Just once.”
“Did he tip you well?”
“$300.”
“OK have you ever fucked a man my age?”
“Older.”
He laughed. “Ok maybe we should stop playing this game.”
Jackson suddenly called out from the front. “Less chatting, more fucking.”
Thomas took the water bottle from the front and unscrewed the cap. “Do mind?” He asked.
I bit my lip and smiled. “Go ahead.”
He rolled the bottom bit of my T-shirt until my breasts were exposed and poured the water on them. I gasped in delight. My whole body had goosebumps I was so horny.
He began licking the droplets.
I immediately began to moan in pleasure.
“Didn’t I tell you her skin was soft?” Jackson called from the front.
Thomas was too busy to reply.
His hands were going up my skirt, massaging my ass. He pulled down the top of my panties and took them off, throwing them into the front where they landed in Jackson’s lap.
Then he buried his face into my sticky, warm wet pussy.
I groaned louder and louder.
“You’ve really got her going now!” Jackson said.
I clutched Thomas’s hair in my hand as he licked and sucked me. My back arched in pleasure.
Even after I orgasmed Thomas didn’t stop. Only after I orgasmed the second time he came up for air and spoke to his friend. “Jackson how are you doing there?”
“Man, I’ve got the biggest boner. You’d better send her back up here or I’m going to regret inviting you along.”
Thomas grinned. “Can you take care of Jackson?”
“Sure can.”
“The sound of your orgasm makes me feel crazy. I want to record it on my phone, is that ok?”
I told him to go ahead as I crawled into the front passenger seat.
Jackson flashed a quick lustful look at me as he drove. “Honey take my whole wallet for all I care, just suck my dick and suck it really good.”
I took another $50 out of his wallet and put it into the glovebox compartment. Then I reached over and unzipped his pants. His cock was rock hard. I put my mouth around it and began to suck as I pumped it with my hand. I could barely breathe my mouth was so full of cock.
He began to moan as he stroked my hair with one of his hands and suddenly the car turned sharply to right, almost running into a tree.
“Watch out!” said Thomas. “We’d better pullover.”
Jackson stopped the car at a quiet dead end that ended in some forest. I crawled over onto his side of the car.
He hands slid up up my thighs and onto my hips and he gently drew me to him. “I could fuck this girl all day and all night.”
Thomas murmured, “on your credit card or mine?”
I yelped as Jackson pushed himself into me. I bounced up and down on his dick, with my breasts still wet jiggling everywhere, moaning louder and louder.
“Oh god,” Jackson said over and over again. “My wife never fucks me like this.”
I put my hands up in my hair and Jackson lifted the bottom of my t-shirt up and took it off. He buried his face into my breasts as he fucked me. The car was rocking like crazy.
I was vaguely aware of Thomas getting out from the back seat and opening the door of the front passenger seat and getting in. Suddenly I felt his hand sliding up and down along my back and ass as I fucked his friend.
Thomas unzipped his pants and I watched him take his giant cock out.
We made eye contact. Why was it so electric with him?
“I want to feel your tongue around it,” he said, huskily.
I managed to moan a “yes”.
“Jackson can fuck you from behind,” he continued.
Jackson got out of the car and positioned himself so he was standing behind me with my ass in the air. His big paws grabbed my hips and then he inserted himself back into me.
Thomas took my head in his hands and led me to his dick. I greedily sucked and sucked all the while getting rammed in the back.
After Jackson came, Thomas still was rock hard. I looked up at him and he smiled. “How about Jackson drive us home and we finish off in the back?”
“I’d love that,” I said.
Jackson was feeling good and relaxed after cumming and laughed “I forget who is the Uber driver in this situation!”
Thomas and I got into the back and he lay me down across the seats as best he could. It was crammed as hell.
But it didn’t matter as soon as his dick was inside of me.
I could feel that dick plunging deep inside of me, growing harder and harder. He was moaning and sweating and I squeezed my legs around his waist, pushing my hips forward so that he could pulverise me.
Eventually he withdrew and sat up on seat guiding me with his hands to sit on top of him but with my back to him. I lowered myself onto him. “Oh fuck,” he moaned.
Jackson snuck a quick glance at us, but he was still driving. “I told you she’d be good,” he said.
I was groaning louder and louder, and losing all sense of myself as I felt that big hard dick fill every inch of me. I bounced on it frantically. I loved feeling it so deep inside of me. Eventually with a big heave, Thomas blew his load.
And just in time, we’d hit the city again, so we started dressing.
“Can I keep these?” Jackson asked, holding up my wet panties.
“Sure,” I grinned.
He stopped us at the same cafe and I got back into the driver seat while they stayed on the curb.
Thomas pulled out $200 from his wallet and stuffed them into the glovebox compartment. “From two very satisfied Uber customers,” he said.
“My pleasure,” I said with a smile. “Let’s do it again sometime.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4uz9e2/i_fucked_two_of_my_uber_customers_in_the_car_fmm
Lame.
That was pretty hot. ?