[FM] Uber Riding Slut – Tables Turned in Asheville

Hi Y’all,

Haven’t written in awhile with the kids out of school, vacations, camps, lack of time, blah, blah, blah. That said I did want to share with you a quick Uber tale of tables turned.

I’m out on the east coast this week visiting my husband’s family and making a road trip down the coast seeing the sites. One of our stops was in Asheville, NC my favorite town in the world and a place I hope to return to grow old and hopefully continue to be slutty because the town seems to love sluts.

We were staying with friends out near Brevard but decided we would go into Asheville for a night out of fun and reminiscing the days we once lived in this beautiful place. We started at Jack of the Woods one of my past favorite bars and sat outside with some old friends we linked up with. If you’ve not been there it has a bar rail that faces the sidewalk so you can simply watch people and say hi as they walk on by I was wearing a sundress with a sheer bra and no panties and I wondered if people walking by could see up my dress past my thick thighs to my shaved bare pussy. My pussy lips are very pronounced as you know so it’s not hard to tell what you’re looking at if you get a peek. After a couple drinks we were all buzzing and decided to find a spot for dinner.

Our friends said they really wanted to try Cúrate a spanish restaurant off Biltmore Ave in downtown. It was a quick walk and I couldn’t help but feel terribly homesick for Asheville as I got up to Pack Square on a beautiful evening, saw down to park and peered up to Town Mountain where I’d ridden my bike up hundreds of times. What a special place in the mountains.

We had a wonderful meal of wine and tapas. The spicy chorizo wrapped in potato chips was amazing and we left there knowing we’d remember that meal for a long time compared to thousands of others.

We then decided to find a tap room for one of the tens of breweries but instead were distracted right away by Timo’s House right next door to our restaurant. It was a very funky dance club/dive bar. The music was an amazing mix of 80s and alternative and I was in heaven. I was out dancing shaking my mommy ass for all to see and don’t remember how many cosmopolitans I had but I was lost in enjoyment. I remember Erick my husband telling me it was probably time to head home and I was grinding my pussy on some hot guy sharing the dance floor with me. Probably good I don’t live there as I think I was making quite the scene showing my ass and acting like the complete slut I am.

The next thing I know I’m in the back seat of an Uber with Erick and we’re heading back to our place far past the airport. It’s a long drive and I was asking the driver if he’d turn on the radio and keep the party going.

I remember blurting out, “I drive for Uber too.”

The driver responding (I’m just guessing because I was so drunk), “Oh really do you do that here?”

“No back in the Seattle area where my a-hole husband (I was being belligerent yes) dragged me out of Asheville to!”

The driver asked, “Do you make good tips there since everyone is a billionaire?”

I yelled out, probably sounding like Roseanne, “IF I SUCK THEIR DICK I DO!!!!”

The driver started laughing as said he’d heard of a Uber driver from Asheville who was famous for having sex with her riders.

I started laughing, “That’s me, I’m the Uber Slut!”

He looked back at me for the first time and said, “Wholly fuck are you really?”

In my most obnoxious, pompous drunk and prideful way I said, “Tell the driver who I am honey!”

“Yup she’s the Uber Slut, Asheville’s finest”, my husband said with a complete straight face.

I proceeded to laugh, then the driver did and finally my husband breaking is dead pan.

“Well fuck that’s insane”, said the driver, “I follow your Twitter, Tumblr and even Fetlife page. You’re a regular legended here in town. Especially among people who drive for Uber. I think people are always disappointed when I show up and they are hoping for you.”

I make an almost spitting sound and say, “That’s ridiculous!”

The driver then turns back quickly and says, “Are you really as slutty as you write about?”

I say back,”Would you like me to suck your dick?”

“Fuck yes I would!”

At this moment we’re just passing the airport and I recall there is a Continental tire and Fedex Ground loading area. I tell him to pull over behind the Fedex place.

We soon found a place behind the Fedex building in another companies parking lot. I looked over at my husband, smiled and got out of the car. My driver was there standing next to me. His jeans were tight, tight enough that even in the very low light of the parking lot edge I could see the outline of his dick through them. As I stared at him for an interminable second, my hardening nipples paralyzed me. He didn’t say a word at first, but the hungry look on his face said all that he was thinking. He wanted to take me, a random Uber driver finding his notorious slut in the night. It didn’t matter what I looked like or who I was, he just wanted to fuck me to say that he did I felt.

I think he grunted as he moved towards me. My nipples were so hard, and coupled with the cool air, I was certain that he could see them. He was almost drooling as he stepped towards me, hands outstretched. When he grabbed my breasts for the first time, it was so forceful that I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming and I thought about calling for Erick and to stop this. I was sure there was a genuine look of fear on my face, as he smiled as he groped me. The sudden shock to my system from foreign hands ranging over my body only further cemented my muscles, almost to the point where my back was starting to ache. Or maybe that was uncontrollable horniness. He was kneading my breasts, pressing them into my chest, and gripping my hips. He reached around to grab my ass. His large hands enveloped my ass spreading it, forcing my knees open slightly. I was chest to chest with him, and I felt his dick against my stomach. It was long, and felt like a pipe laying on my midsection. My clit was starting to ache as well. It felt like it was trying to break free of my body. I felt his burgeoning excitement when he ran his hand up the small of my back, and felt that I was wearing no underwear. There was nothing to stop the juices from flowing free of my pussy. I felt a slight trickle touch my thigh, I was dripping wet.

He would wait no further. Grabbing my wrist, he spun me around, and with a hand over my neck, led me to the front of my car, which was parked near a row of bushes. There was barely room for me to fit. I still didn’t say a word.

This man was thrilling. I expected him to simply bend me over, lift my skirt and pound me, but he had other ideas. As I stood there, staring at him, with my back to the bushes, he sat back on the hood of his car, and undressed me, all but my sandals. With surprising delicacy, he unbuttoned my sundress and slipped it off me, tossing it onto the grass. I then heard Erick get out of the car and stand alongside so he could get a front row seat to his slut wife getting what she needed.

My driver stood and reached behind me, unhooking my bra with one hand, slipping it off my shoulders and tossing it onto the grass as well. I almost came from the cool breeze striking my full breasts. The goosebumps were almost painful, and my nipples were so hard they were beginning to go numb.. I couldn’t help but giggle, the sensations were so intense that I had to laugh. I was standing in a parking lot, completely naked. We were so close to the street that I could see the occasional headlight illuminate my dark, naked body. I was so horny, I thought I might collapse. I wish he would hurry up and fuck me.

Again he surprised me. He forced me down to my knees with one hand, unzipping his pants with the other. I positioned myself so that my lips were clenching my clit tightly as his veiny dick flopped out. It was thick, throbbing, and dripping with precum. I licked a drop from the bottom of his penis, smeared it around his head, and took it, as much of it as I could into my mouth. It was such a lusty, dirty blowjob, I was loving every second. I was forcing him deep into my mouth, occasionally choking and gagging on it. I sucked him, with just my mouth, until a long trail of spit was dribbling from my lips. He cock was glistening in the low light. He would let out a moan or two, but gave no other indication that he was enjoying it except for thrusts to drive himself deeper towards my throat.

I heard my husband’s voice say, “How’s that dick honey?”

I responded back, “It’s delicious. Much bigger and thicker than yours!”

When he was finally done with assaulting my mouth, my hands were trembling I was so ready for him to release me by sliding his dick into me. I knew his member had to be in pain. By my rough guess, I had sucked him for at least 10 minutes butt naked in a buisines parking lot, and it was rigid now that it didn’t even move, rather just stood jutting from his body like a long hook. He pushed me back onto the grass on my back. I immediately spread my legs and waited as he kneeled down on top of me. There was no need for him to gently slide into me, my crotch was a slippery mess. I inhaled slowly as he punched it into me, gripping it tightly. The initial force of his hard, hot, wet cock parting my lips made the rest of my body go limp. I expected pain at first, he was so big, but I felt nothing but welcome tightness and pressure in my belly. My arms flopped to my sides in the grass. I didn’t exactly cum immediately, but the pleasure of him pounding away at me put me into some sort of trance. I could feel me breathing ragged in my throat, and iI felt him spreading my legs wider, but the pleasure was so intense that it almost seemed as if it was happening to someone else and not me.

I pictured myself through the eyes of my husband as a stranger was plowing his slutty wife. I did acutely feel my back sliding against the grass, as he was trying to cum quickly, fucking me harder and harder. His balls were slapping against my ass, and his stomach was rubbing my clit, torturing it.

My head was already spinning and I was disoriented when I felt my belly begin to spasm. He was fucking me faster and faster also, and I knew he was about to climax. I grabbed two handfuls of grass and held onto dear life. I was bucking harder than I ever remembered, as my whole lower body rhythmically jerked with the beginnings of a mind blowing orgasm. I tucked my tongue underneath my teeth to keep from biting it as I tried my hardest not to wail. When I finally could hold back no further, the only sound that came from me were deep, animal grunts. I was cumming so hard, I thought the pleasure was going to rip my body in half. As my climax subsided slightly, I was able to look up, where I saw that I came so hard I had forced him out of me. His head was thrust back and he was stroking his cock, a pained look on his face. I saw thin streams of cum on my belly, and in my pubic hair, a few spurts reaching the bottom of my breasts and all of a sudden realized my face had been covered as well. My god this man had built up a huge load. I laid back and let my orgasm continue, my eyes rolling backwards in my head.

When I came to, I saw him tucking his slimy cock back into his jeans. Still semi-erect, he could barely fit it in. He looked around nervously, wondering if anyone had been watching. Satisfied that no one was around, he breathed deeply, took his shirt off and threw it down on top of me. I still could barely move but managed to mop up his cum and hand it back to him.

Erick had collected my clothes and like a good cuckold was helping his slut wife recover from her serious fucking.

Mike I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed being fucked by you. I’ll certainly let you know the next time I’m back in Asheville.

Kisses, Jen

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/94f38v/fm_uber_riding_slut_tables_turned_in_asheville