There are advantages to being an Uber driver. You work when you want or need to. For me it had been weeks since I’d turned on the app and made myself available. My husband had been out of town down in California and I was always worried that if I drove and then got a call from my kid’s school, I wouldn’t be able to respond. So instead I went back to work part-time cleaning people’s houses.
What I love about being an Uber driver are the people. I especially love the dirty old men that think their money is warrant to speak to people however they wish. They always start off with something like “oh, you’re pretty but you’re ubering at night. Single mother, right? Baby daddy out of the picture, I bet you put out…how much do I have to pay to get you to party with us/come up to the hotel? You could use the money I bet.” and of course, “everyone has a price, what’s yours?”
Being the slut that I am, those types of offers are the perfect thing. I get to be the whore I was born to be and make a little extra money. Everyone wins!
So today after dropping my kids off at school I decided to turn on the Uber app and make some money. It was only a few minutes later that someone popped up in downtown Kirkland needing a ride to his hotel in downtown Redmond.
It’s a short drive from my kids school to the pickup spot which was an Irish bar. I’m expecting to see some man in a suit and instead he’s in shorts and a green Hawaiian shirt. Oh yeah, it’s St. Patrick’s Day, I guess that explains the wild shirt guy. So I picked up this crazy guy who was instead looking very drunk. It’s 9AM. Four other people were standing on the curb with him, a couple and two girls. He’s drunkenly yelling at the girls, “You want to come?! Uber? Come on!” Very annoying, causing too much attention on this empty street. The girls called their own Uber who arrives and escapes while my passenger is now asking if the couple wants to come in the car.
Finally he gets in the car and says, “I work with them, I hate that girl” (referring to the couple). Off to Redmond we go. ETA about 15 minutes. You know your “inside voice”? He didn’t have it. He’s yelling at me, “OH let me show you the woman I LOVEE OH she’s so GREATT” *showing me pictures of this nude women from Playboy but almost like he took pictures of a Playboy in the 1970s. He was telling me he was engaged to her and he was just here to sow some oats before tying the knot. INSANE!!
“Pull over real quick” Oh fuck fantastic here comes the puke. No he just dropped his phone in the car, got out and looked for it in the seats, found it and got back in. This was after he climbed over my seats leaning over the backseats looking for it with major plumber butt in full view. This was a ride to remember, not in a good way.
Almost there as I’m having pics of this random women shoved in my face from his phone. “Oh I won’t show you fuck pics” *he keeps scrolling, weirdo* I could care less how much he loved this pretend Playboy playmate but I did wonder what would happen next.
“You should have a plastic bag for me to sit on because I get really wet with pre-cum when I talk to her on the phone”. He tried calling her during the ride btw and then proceeded to tell me how much he can make her cum. Oh wow!
Rambling, rambling. We finally arrived at his hotel.
“Do you want to come in for wine? Oh damn no I’m out of wine….”, He says to me.
I smile back at him, “No I need to work more today”.
*Pause*
“Bong hit?”
I smile again, “No that wouldn’t help with the driving”.
Then he says, “I’ll pay you 3 times what you’d make if you were to drive all day today, plus a bong hit”!
What the hell, I’m a party girl too. Against my better judgement I parked the car and walk with him to his room catching him a couple times before he falls over. This should be fast as he’s going to be asleep before I know it, I hope.
Once we get in his room he straightens up in a surprising way and then asks if I’d like to play a game. I tell him it depends. He says he wants to play the dominant game and promises I’m going to enjoy it. Just remember it’s a game, he says.
I open my mouth to speak just as his hand covers it. I struggle against him trying to break free, when he tightens his hold.
“If you do exactly what I say, you won’t get hurt.”
I struggle again and he says a little more forcefully,
“Do you want me to hurt you slut?”
I shake my head no.
“Good, because I don’t want to hurt you, but you do have something I want.”
He presses his hips against my body and I can feel his erection. I start to panic and shake my head no.
“Oh yeah” he says “I bet you have a very nice pussy, don’t you and I am going to tear it up. If you do exactly what I say, you won’t get hurt. Look around lady, no one is here to rescue you so just let me fuck that pussy of yours and then you can take your slutty middle aged cunt home. Now, I am going to take my hand off your mouth and you had better not scream, got it?”
I nod my head yes, and he slowly removes his hand from my mouth, and then moves my hair away from my neck, kissing my neck.
He grabs my tits, squeezing them hard through my blouse. He pulls my blouse from my skirt and slides his hands underneath the fabric, pulling my bra down so my breasts rest above the cups. His rough fingers circle my nipples, and it feels amazing as they harden. I hold back a moan, trying not to let him know how much I’m enjoying this. He rolls them within his fingers and pulls on them, which causes my pussy to become wet. He lifts my skirt up and tears off my panties, bringing it up to his nose.
“Damn lady, your pussy smells heavenly and what’s this you’re wet for me. You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”
“No, not really” I whisper.
“That’s not what your pussy is saying.”
He pushed me down on the bed and he can see me staring at the outline of his hard cock.
I watch him unzip his pants and he pulls them down past his knees. Out flops a half harden cock but it was large like the length of a banana and I know it’s only going to grow even bigger.
He stares at my pussy and says to me, “Fuck that one shit ton of a roast beef cunt you’ve got there you little whore mommy. I’m going to ride that meaty mess of a cunt hard and put it away soaking wet!”
“Please don’t” I plead as he puts his long and quickly hardening cock at my entrance.
He thrusts his cock in and I gasp, his hands grab my hips as he slams himself in and out of me. He lowers my body a little and drives his cock in deeper. My body betrays me as I start to push my ass back to meet his thrusts.
“Oh yeah, you like my cock don’t you. Well, my cock likes your tight little pussy and fuck those monster lips sure do grip, Fuck the roll on my cock so good.”
He spreads my legs a little wider as he pushes in deeper. His hard thrusts move me and pretty soon he has my ass bent over it, while he pounds my pussy. I feel his cock get larger as he begins to groan,
“Fuck yeah, take it all you fucking whore. Do your kids and husband know what a whore you are??”
When he said that the whole moment just overcame me and I started cumming like a volcano erupting in the middle of an earthquake. My body completely betrayed me and my hips grinded into him and I took his cock so deep. My body uncontrollably shook like I was having a seizure and I was was screaming for him to fuck me. The whole time he was pounding me like a madman.
He was obviously enjoying what he had done to me as he let his load out with a few final slamming thrusts and I feel his hot cum fill me. He keeps pumping his cock into me emptying his heavy balls. He slides himself out and pulls me up by my hair.
“Now, you’re going to lick the juices from my cock. Get on your knees.”
I’m still shaking as I lower myself to my knees as he shoves his wet, gooey cock in my face.
“Clean my cock.”
I run my tongue along the underside of his cock and taste his and my juices. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, as he lets his head fall back. I run my tongue down the thick vein and then lick the sides.
“Don’t forget my balls” he groans.
I run my tongue under his heavy balls before taking them in my mouth and sucking on them.
“That’s a good girl. See, that wasn’t such a bad thing. You’re lucky I didn’t fuck your dirty asshole and then make you clean my shit cock. Now leave and go home. Who knows maybe we’ll meet again and I’ll fuck that fat cunt of yours again. I know you loved it, fuck you cum hard bitch!” He goes to the bathroom and leaves me a line of cash across the floor to the door.
I get up, pick up all the money and leave. Taking a deep breath I start the car and drive home. Uber is insane but rewarding. Happy St. Patrick’s Day.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tip0cm/fm_st_patricks_day_drunken_uber_rider_fuck_f45
You know how to paint a picture
I’m torn btwn feeling concerned and horny… very confusing 😂