Uber driving slut picks up from Sierra Nevada Taproom [f/m]

Hey Y’all,

It’s been too long right? Well honestly it’s been a busy summer with some family health issues on my parents side that have seriously side tracked my ability to have any naughty adventures.
With the kids back to school and in desperate need of some money as I hadn’t worked most of the summer I turned back on my Uber App and decided to start driving again. I do love the flexibility of it.

About a week went by of just normal fares when I picked up a guy from the Sierra Nevada brewery near the airport. He was a cute guy and a bit drunk. I don’t normally pick up single people from the brewery as it’s a bit of a group scene type place so I asked him if he alone in town. He said no he had come with a girl but got in a fight with her.

Then he asked me something that even shocked me. He asked if I would pull over and undress for him?

What??? I asked.

He said, “Yeah you’re Jen Dvorak right?”. “We’re in a Honda Odessey and you’re a blonde
MILF and I’ve been reading your Reddit posts for years, jerking off.”

Well he had me there and I just nodded my head.

“So that was it,” my mind raced, as I felt all the world depended on how fast could I deliver my decision to the man who was clearly undressing me with his eyes.

“I never done it in a Honda”, he laughed. The dice were cast, next thing I remember were the eyes of my rider looking up at me through the rearview mirror, inspecting me, like someone ready for a long expected show. Only the popcorn was missing.

He was being wide open. Obviously the beer from the brewery had turned him unfiltered. He told him that the idea of being driven through the town, fucking along the streets was a big turn on to him. He had just had never found the right opportunity… or a car with enough room.

Who was I kidding? I was not exactly the kind of girl who blushes before the hint of sex. The brewery we had just left behind was the same where earlier in the summer I had given a blowjob to a stranger, with several people watching.

I decided I’d pull over behind some Fedex warehouse buildings near the airport. I was horny from the direct requests of my rider and could use a bit of fun. I pulled behind the Fedex place and got into the back seat with my new found horny friend. I looked down, caressed his hand, held it, and slid it upper through my thigh, until I felt his fingers touching my panties.

“Only if you help me.” Was my assertive answer. “I’m horny as fuck”, I said.

He smiled, and used his hands on each side of my ass, hiking up my mini-skirt, in order to reach my panties. I raised my body from the seat, and felt his hands pulling my panties down my legs. That smooth rubbing sent shivers down my spine. I felt free, a slight chill reached my pussy, and I lifted my legs as he kept on pulling the panties slowly, never stopping looking at them. The same way I never stopped looking at him while I calmly leaned over and kissed him. It was like watching a beautiful ballet, just that my body was the main show.

My panties fell on the floor, and he looked again at me. I knew he wanted more. I looked to through the car window and could see some people in the distance working inside the sorting facility. From outside no one could know if I had panties or not, but by removing my top it would be hard to hide my nudity. I wasn’t even wearing a bra.

“So, you getting naked?” He asked.

I didn’t say a word. I lifted my arms above my head. With that gesture I was offering myself to be undressed, and with that same gesture I was saying “I’m helpless, yours to use”. The bulge in his pants meant he got the message. He leaned to me and kissed me on my lips. At the same time I felt his hands on my stomach, caressing me, getting hold of my top. Finally, breaking our long wet kiss, he pulled my top up with a strong and firm gesture.

My top flew over my head, and now I knew I could be seen from the outside.

“Does it bother you?” He asked me when he saw me looking through the window.

I smiled and said “Actually it excites me”.

This was the truth. I was telling to myself “Jen you big whore, if you do this you’ll continue to be the most shameless slut in town,” and the thought made me feel the familiar wetness between my legs.

My newly found lover started to undo his belt, and unzipping his pants. I wasted no time and opened his shirt. The soft silk on my hands left me even more sensitive. I caressed it with my face, and then pulled the shirt away letting my face feel his strong chest. I kissed it, and licked it slowly, up and down, taking time to feel his texture, and his soft scent. My tongue met his nipples, and I licked them slowly, as I felt him moving, releasing himself from his pants.

I pulled apart and gave him a long look. It was my turn to appreciate what I had before me. And that was a gorgeous hunk, with an erect cock pointing up, at my mouth. I didn’t need another hint. I dived and touched his cock with my mouth. While doing it I adjusted my position. I stood on my fours on the seat, in order to expose my ass, to anyone looking from outside. I confess I hoped to feel another hand probing my ass by a stranger who noticed what was going on. I love to feel my ass used by a third person when I fuck. I looked out but no one was even looking over. Still it was a turn on to know people were seeing my naked ass as I blew this man I had never seen before.

The more excited I got the faster I moved my head, taking more and more of this gorgeous cock in my mouth. I spit on it several times, letting my drool coating it, just to suck it dry again, feeling that sweet taste of pre-cum mixed with my own saliva. I sucked his shaft completely. Feeling it rock hard was enough to make me as wet as that cock that was fucking my mouth.

I felt his hands investigating me, rubbing my thighs. I moaned at the thought of those fingers opening my tight pussy. I needed to be taken roughly.

He must have read my thoughts, or really felt it in the way I sucked him off, because with no warning, he pulled me by my hair, and almost lifted me on the air with his strong arms surrounding me. I felt my body being moved around as if I was no more than a toy. He literally threw me on the seat, facing up, with my legs open, as I fell helplessly. I couldn’t help a loud gasp of surprise, but before I could utter a word, I felt the weight of his body on mine, immobilizing me.

And the next thing I felt was his thick member ravaging my wet sensitive pussy. I was not expecting him to take me that way. He had seemed so delicate before. I… I… I loved it.

“Take this you whore!” he said as he pinned me down to the seat. It was everything I wanted, to be used, exposed to the world, and feeling like a cheap whore. Nothing could be better.

I can’t remember much detail from then on, because each thrust of his body sent me to another world. I know I shouted. I know I felt some pain. That sweet pain I love to feel in sex. I know I told him to call me whore. And I know he made me feel like one. He fucked me hard until I reached my orgasm.

Just after I regained my breath he turned me over with another violent movement. I felt the ground escaping from below my body, and landed on the seat again, my face and tits mashed against the window, open legs on the seat. And before I could recollect myself, I felt those strong hands grabbing my waist, and force me to a doggy position. His cock had no difficulty in finding and raping my hole. And he seemed never to stop. Forcing me, hurting me, and giving a pleasure I can’t even start to describe.

Maybe it was this surprise fuck, maybe it was his skilled hands teasing my clit as he fucked me so hard, maybe it was the fact that I couldn’t see him, facing outside where my eyes suddenly met painfully those of the two guys in the distance looking at whore getting massive fucking, staring at my “about-to-cum” shameless face.
Behind me I heard him ordering “Cum you dirty slut, show them what a whore you are!” I just know I kept panting as I orgasmed over and over again screaming, “THANK YOU, THANK YOU”.

“Do you always thank to those who use you like a whore?” he asked.

“Yes I do, I thank those who make me meet my true self… unless I’m too spent to remember”.

“Maybe next time we’ll do it with you so drunk you won’t even remember who you are” he joked.

“It wouldn’t be the first time” I winked.

“There’s only one more thing” he said. “I need a souvenir from this ride.” I didn’t think twice. I took my panties, and threw them at him.

“There, I need some fresh air down there anyway.” And before he could say a word, I got out of the car, and stood there unable to hide my nudity. Who cared if people saw me? Tonight I was a whore. I had nothing to hide.

I slowly put my top on and skirt. Nothing could wipe away that proud slut smile from my face.

I do love driving for Uber!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/512h53/uber_driving_slut_picks_up_from_sierra_nevada