Uber driving slut get Kirkland brand fucking in public [FM] [public]

The last few weeks I’ve had to take some time off Uber driving because my parents were in town. Now that they’re gone and I’m in need of holiday money to help pay for Thanksgiving and Christmas, I took back to turning on my Uber app and heading over to SeaTac. It seems my notoriety is starting to become more known for airport pickups as this past week I had three riders recognize me. Two did a bit of flirting and couldn’t believe I was actually real but more just wanted my number as they were in a hurry. I told them the best way to get a hold of me was through my email address. It’s always extremely flattering to have men hit on me as a middle aged mom.

The third rider that recognized me was not someone I picked up from SeaTac but instead from downtown Kirkland. It was late in the afternoon and with the end of daylight savings time it was already dark at 4:30PM as I picked him up. I was picking him up from The Lodge which is a downtown bar. He seemed a bit buzzed but not drunk. We starting chatting and he started saying it’s wild to see a blonde woman driving for Uber as he’d been reading on Reddit about a certain driver in the Seattle-Tacoma area who sometimes treated her riders to some extras. He was vague but also hinting. I asked him what he thought of someone doing that and he immediately responded that it was absolutely awesome.

That’s when I said, “Well I’m the one in the stories.”

He immediately yelled, “Holy shit!!”

I loved his enthusiasm and then noticed he was a very good looking guy in his mid 40s. We were headed to his home in another part of Kirkland and he asked if I’d like to join him for a drink before I dropped him off. I agreed to one drink as I still needed to drive back home near Tacoma.

We ended up at a bar close to his house called the DubPub. It was a bit of a dive bar in a residential part of town that obviously had some Univ of Wash fans or just locals looking for a beer on their way home from work. I had a lite beer and he ordered some scotch neat (not sure how people drink that). We talked a lot about wild lifestyle of having fun with riders and how my husband enjoyed hearing about it. Before long he was rubbing my leg and even working his way up my skirt to my bare pussy as he leaned in for a kiss. He didn’t seem to miss a beat to lightly finger me like he expected I would welcome it, as I did.

Everything around me went into slow motion. As his face lowered towards mine, I licked my pink lips and let my eyelids drop closed. I felt his mouth touch mine, our lips lightly meeting at first, and then as his tongue brushed my lips my mouth opened. I pushed my tongue forward and it flicked his. My head tilted around kissing him, and my hand moved up onto the back of his head, holding him in our kiss and giving him a clear sign I was enjoying it. What a slut I must have looked like and knew immediately we needed to get out of there as our desires were too much for even this bar at 5PM.

We walked back to my car and as we approached it I turned around and leaned back against the car to once again kiss this total stranger. Our prolonged kiss and alcohol had me in quite a state. My tongue and mouth busy, I could hardly object when, with his arm around my shoulder, I felt his left hand drift down my front and inside my top. I moaned into our kiss as his hand squeezed my left breast through the small bra I was wearing. His right hand moved onto the bare thigh of my right leg, and I reacted by moving my thighs just slightly apart.

His hand moved inside my small bra squeezing my left breast in his bare hand. I couldn’t stop. I thought, I need to, but I couldn’t. We were standing in a very dark small parking lot behind a Firestone tire place where people were working in a well lite place but I assumed we were hidden given the darkness. Also right across from us was a very small hookah lounge that didn’t seem to show much sign of customers. After a quick assessment I decided to continue our fun.

My tongue fought aggressively against his, my right hand keeping still on the back of his head holding him in the kiss even as I could feel his right hand sliding up the inside of my thigh.

When his strong fingers found the now damp mound of my pussy, I melted. I came right there, an orgasm from just the slightest touch. I’d never cum so easily before.

Pinned between my stranger friend and my car, I lifted my right leg up, wrapping it around him, holding him against me, and grinding my pussy down on his thigh as we kissed. I felt him fumbling with one hand and then heard the car’s back door open. Pushing my leg back down, he shuffled me to his left so I was at the open back door. He stepped back a moment, breaking our kiss, and just looked at me. Silently I stood still as his hands raised to my top and undid it. I did nothing to stop him as he reached both hands into my bra, pulling my tits out of the cups. For a brief moment I was aware that I was standing in a parking lot at night, my tits out for anyone to see. It wasn’t for long as his hand on my shoulder pushed me to sit on the car seat and then I shuffled back, stretched out along it.

My legs open, my wet pussy was now visible to him as he crawled into the back seat and lay on top of me, between my thighs. “Oh god, mmm,” I purred as I felt him grind his clearly hard cock inside his pants down on my clit.

I put my hands either side of his head and pulled his lips back to mine. Kissing him deeply as he fumbled with his pants. His cock now protruded out of the fly.

“Wait…a condom,” I said softly around our tongues entwining.

He broke the kiss and lifted himself half up off me, the head of his cock at my entrance. Looking me in the eyes I could see his lust building. “I don’t have one. Do you?” he asked me. At the same time he slid his cock head up, rubbing it over my clit with nothing between them.

“Aghhhhhh, n-no, I don’t, oh god, j-just fuck meee,” I begged, lost in the sensation I was feeling.

Not waiting an instant, the tip of his cock slipped down an inch and pushed into me. The head only at first, it felt so thick, stretching me open. Then as the head entered and the mushroom part was in it felt better. Until he kept pushing… the more he feed into me, the thicker his shaft was.

All I could think about was how good this cock felt entering me and how much it was filling me. I know the fantasy is always about being bigger than the girl’s husband, but he really was.

He pushed himself up on his hands, the car door open with his feet hanging out in the air. I had my left foot wrapped around his calf, my right leg down on the floor in the back seat. I slid my hands up to feel his strong biceps and looked up at him as he moved his hips, sliding that thick, bare cock in then out, in then out. Going slow, fucking me deep. It was as he really pushed into me all the way that I could feel he wasn’t just thicker, but was longer, too.

Looking up at this man, not my husband, I felt so naughty, and so sexy. “Ughhhh yess, so good, fuck your cock…it’s….right thereeeee,” I Moaned as I pushed my hips up to meet him.

He continued his slow, almost teasing, deep thrusts into my body and smiled down. “Yeah, you love it, you look like such a slut.”

Hearing his words my eyes went wide in surprise, and he smiled when he felt my pussy twitch on his cock. “You said I looked good?” I panted, so turned on.

“You do, Jen, a good little SLUT.” All I could do is groan at hearing him and I suddenly started to shudder. My whole body shook as I had another orgasm. My fingernails dug into his biceps as I bit my bottom lip, moaning.

“Oh, you liked that, huh?” he smiled down at me. He moved his arms to hook them under both my legs, pushing my knees back towards my chest, my feet up towards the ceiling of my car. He pushed into me again, lowered his head down next to mine and began to pick up speed.

“You like me calling you a slut, Jen?” he asked into my ear as he started to lift and drop his hips now at a frantic pace. I could hear his cock making loud, wet noises as he pounded down hard in and out of me.

“Yes, yes, oh god, yes,” I panted in reply.

“Why Jen? Why do you like me calling you a slut?” He again moaned into my ear.

“I Don’t know, oh god, so good,” I continued to moan.

“Yes, you do. It’s because you are a slut, a little cheating whore of a mom, aren’t you, Jen?” he tormented me.

“Yes, yes I am, oh god, I am,” I had to reply, unable to deny it.

“Tell me, Jen. Say it out loud so I can hear.” his warm breath on my ear sending me deep.

“I’m a slut, I’m a cheating big married whoreeeee,” I groaned, and in that instant my toes pointed, my body shook, and my pussy clamped down tightly on his cock. I screamed an ear-piercing wail as I came all over him, in a very rare moment my orgasm resulted in my juices ejaculating like I’d been shown in porn. This was without a doubt, one of the biggest orgasm I had ever had.

Right on cue he thrust into me deep, and began to shake himself. He held his thick, beautiful, large cock in me and I felt every spurt as he erupted, coating the walls of my pussy in his cum. It was in that instant I remembered my husband Erick and I had been discussing having another kid. I had stopped my pill more than a week before, to be ready for when he got home from Alaska.

I lay under him exhausted, and very satisfied from three great orgasms as he lowered his body weight onto me. We just stayed there panting, catching our breath for a while, it felt like forever and felt so good. Finally, he pushed himself back up again, pulling his softening cock out of me. We shuffled around until we were sitting next to each other in the back seat, and I put my tits back into my bra and did up my shirt.

“That was fucking hot,” he said and I couldn’t disagree.

“We should probably head home, huh?” he asked me and it was my turn to nod. I followed him out of the car, pulling my skirt down only to hear some cheering. Looking over I saw two guys clapping from the Firestone place. I blushed, so embarrassed, and got into the front passenger seat as my stranger friend waved them off and went to the driver’s seat. It was a weird reaction for my car but I felt why not, as it got us out of there faster.

“You’re alright to drive?” I asked him.

“Of course. We will be home soon,” he let me know.

Just a few minutes later we were pulling up to his house.

We got out of the car and I walked over to take my place on the drivers side.

“Thanks. I did have a wonderful night,” I told him. I moved in close, leant in to the side and gave him a light kiss on the cheek. As I pulled back, I felt his hands close on my hips and I froze. We just stood there looking at each other closely. Then, before I knew it we were kissing again.

His hands slid from my hips around to my back and down. I felt them slide over my ass, lower, and then back up under my skirt, cupping my bare ass in his driveway. He then slid his hand around to my pussy and slowly fingered it as we continued to kiss. All of a sudden I felt the large deposit of cum he’d just left in me start streaming down my leg all the way to my ankle.

“Fuck you’re a good slut”, he finished our kiss and stuck a wad of cash down my shirt from his pocket.

Turkey dinner is paid for.

Kisses, Jen

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