Being a [F] 39 stupid needy slut on an airport ride meant good revenge from a rude guy [M] 19 [MF]

This isnt story, but what happened.

This goes back a while when I was 39 and lived in a different city – we had a few family friends there from my husband’s office. There was one family we socialized with who had a son aged 18/19 – just entering college who was very muscular and fit and had a lot of attention from girls. His mother (Priya) had confessed to me once about the unwanted attention from girls in his school (calls/visits etc.) was a major source of worry for her. Let me call him Rocky. So Rocky was a guy who was a typical iron pumping man – was majorly into fitness and sports, played many school team sports etc. Very energetic and in many ways dumb and rude. I am not sure how he treated his girls and other friends, but he was always making fun of his older sister, and was always on the boundary of being disrespectful to elders in social situations etc. Maybe his popularity had gone to his head, maybe he was very young and immature, or maybe that persona itself helped him develop appeal in girls. I will never know.

Long story short, Rocky was a bit abrasive and rude – “I’m great, you’re lucky to be my friend” or just straight “I’m the best” were sentences I could hear him speaking to his friends all the time whenever we met their family. I did not care much about this anyways, the interactions were very few anyways with their family to merit any serious thought.

After a while, my husband had to take up another job in a different city. He moved away and joined his new assignment while I stayed back to help with vacating our home and packing stuff etc. (packers and movers are horrible and never EVER honor timelines). It so happened that my kids had gone with my husband to stay with in-laws for a couple of days while I was getting stuff wrapped up and hand over the home keys to the landlord. To be honest I was relieved to be alone so that I had no other hassles to manage other than packing etc.

Finally everything was done (yay!) and the only thing remaining was for me to catch a flight and be with my family. I was booked on an early morning flight. However there was a catch – due to recent incidents of rape/robbery in the city with women by cab drivers, it was a bit dangerous for a single woman to board a cab to the airport at an odd hour (and for those who are sneering, even today many women in Delhi do not feel safe in a late night/early morning trip alone to the airport in a cab). I was myself not very comfortable, I was calling my friends to bid farewell and when I called Priya and she understood my predicament. She insisted that Rocky will drop me to the airport – apparently he had been driving for a while and was a safe driver. Priya also offered to accompany us, but I told her I will manage with Rocky as getting up at 3AM for the flight was not something I wanted her to do, and she gratefully agreed.

I got up, got ready, dressed in simple t shirt and skirt – It was summer time, I find these clothes most comfy for travel. Rocky was there on the dot. Apparently he had been awake all night, was dressed in a tight hugging tshirt and really tight short shorts. When we started loading the stuff I realized I had a little bit of extra luggage leftover (due to these idiotic packers) and we had to haul it up via the lift to the car. Suddenly Rocky started to show his rude side – telling me I could not plan things, it was so much luggage, what was the need to carry so much stuff, women are dumb and cannot plan, his mom Priya also makes these types of messes etc etc…. not directly rude but in gentle sarcastic ways while we hauled luggage. The constant stress of the last few days meant I was nearly into tears hearing all this crap. Then, while I was getting into the car, I decided I will make him regret all of this.

I swallowed my pride and sat on the seat next to the driver. We had a one hour trip to the airport to be made in the night darkness before dawn. I started small talk – I started by praising his body, asked him about his girlfriends and guessed that he must be very popular among girls. He started bragging as expected. Many girls phoned him, at that time he did not seem to have any steady girlfriend and so on. He also said that he expected his girls to return his calls within 5 minutes, if they dont pick up the phone or answer his messages, he gives them a really hard time later on. I asked him (slut and needy brain started kicking in now) how he felt about his aunty (me) – I was older and obviously nothing like the younger girls that he went out with. And indeed he said yes I was not something he thought was up in his league or comparable to his girls. This statement got me all fired up, and the constant stress, work and break from my family meant that I started to get horny hearing all this. I was getting more needy and more slutty.

We were around 20-30 minutes into the drive by now and we had around 30 more minutes to go on the deserted roads to the airport (the new airport was just coming up, most roads were through village areas). I was very turned on hearing all this, watching his muscular hands steer the car and his short shorts outline his muscular thighs. I asked him did his girlfriends make him happy and satisfied – he laughed in answer – not sure whether he meant I was asking a silly question or whether why would they not satisfy him. Anyways I went on undeterred. The next question I asked him as a shameless needy slut was whether he thought I can satisfy him. He was shocked at my audacity and just stared at me. By this time my needy slut brain had completely overpowered me. My hand went to his shorts and I started rubbing his cock from outside the shorts while staring in his eyes longingly. Then I asked him to park the car on the next side lane while I continued to rub and stroke him gently from outside – he got hard and bulging in no time.

He parked in the side lane – it was very dark and foggy anyways, and I dont waste any time. I quickly got on top of him while taking off my tshirt and bra. He started fondling my needy breasts while I rammed my tongue practically down his throat. Then I somehow was able to help him take off my panties inside my skirt and drop them to the car floor. Wearing just the skirt, I was continuously grinding my leaking pussy against his hard crotch while kissing him passionately letting him maul my breasts and hard nipples with his large muscular hands. Finally after struggling a bit I succeeded in unzipping him and got to hold his average sized cock in my hand to stroke it with all this going on. Then I maneuvered to insert his throbbing cock inside me and starting riding him. I dont know what happened but due to continuous stress, lack of sleep, the excitement of the situation etc I just orgasmed and creamed all over him in maybe 20-30 strokes while he was not even able to start getting into his man rhythm while getting fucked. As I suppressed my moans and bit my lip due to my wild orgasm, I wanted to take this further without him realizing I had already peaked. I quickly got off his lap popping his wet juiced cock out of me, kissed him, whispered in his ears that today I will make him realize the generosity of experienced women. I then slid his seat back and laid it down so that he was on his back with knees dangling, got on my knees between his legs and immediately wrapped my slutty mouth all over his hard cock dripping with my juices. I swallowed him fully and deep throated him in the first stroke itself. Without using my hands at all on his cock, my throat and lip action coupled with my tongue teases got him to shoot all of his load pretty quickly at the back of my throat in pulsating shudders. He was continuously moaning ohhhh Aunty while he was cumming. I swallowed it completely – it was something I needed badly. (What I did was very similar to [https://redgifs.com/watch/inconsequentialpepperydoe](https://redgifs.com/watch/inconsequentialpepperydoe) only difference is that I did not spill any cum and there were no ponytails to hold for him). Once he was spent and I had done swallowing, I kissed his cock goodbye, wore back my clothes and got back to my seat licking my fingers and lips.

He gasped loudly, caught his breath, collected himself, started the car – we reached the airport in complete silence. I felt really light and relaxed having fulfilled my slutty desire and cock craving. He was completely changed – very kind and courteous – even hauled out the whole luggage enthusiastically from the trolley to the gates. While I was waiting to get into the terminal, he started talking and told me that the girls he had been with never gave him blowjobs and I was the first pussy he had raw without a condom. Apparently girls of his age are too difficult to bed, and they were neither as skilled as I was with fucking and blowjobs nor were as wild as I was. What made it more special for him was that I was the first woman who had swallowed his load and he found it worth cherishing. What a transformation from a stupid old woman! ;-)

When I turned to say bye, I hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear with a naughty smile that he had the smallest cock I ever had and the reason I gave him a blowjob was that his cock was not doing anything inside me. His jaw dropped in shock. I went to the gate smiling at him with his mouth wide open with surprise. He later messaged me multiple times wanting to talk to me, say sorry etc. but I completely ignored him. When he pestered too much I told him he was a complete idiot who I would like to forget, and one I would never ever want to meet or talk again as he had a lousy cock and he was a useless fuck who will never be able to satisfy any experienced woman.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/koqyfx/being_a_f_39_stupid_needy_slut_on_an_airport_ride