Me [F] and him [M] while the Uber driver watched.

I felt his arm grip around my waist as he pulled me into him. It was cold and rainy outside, and I appreciated the warmth he offered me under his hold. We stood out on the sidewalk while waiting for our Uber. My breath formed a cloud as I sighed and spoke,

“Is it almost here? It’s so cold.” I ask him.

“Says it’s 2 minutes away.” He responded, looking down at me pressed to his side.

“Wasn’t cold enough for you to skip out on that outfit..” He added, smiling slightly.

I glanced down at what I was wearing. Yeah, I didn’t really dress for the weather. I had other goals in mind.

I was wearing one of his favorite tops that left little to the imagination when it came to my chest. All night I had been teasing him endlessly. Lightly brushing my hand across his crotch while reaching over him, leaning over in front of him so he could see down my shirt…

I wanted him really fucking bad.

The drinks we had at the bar were still in my system and the buzz I was feeling had me in the palm of his hands. He had been playing nonchalant all night, but I knew him, and I knew that he knew what I was doing. I pressed myself up against him and looked up at him longingly. I thought of what I could say to get a reaction out of him, but I was cut off by the sound of an approaching vehicle.

The car rolled to a stop in front of us before the driver rolled their window down. He looked young, possibly around my age.

“Are you guys waiting for the Uber?” he spoke.

We affirmed his question and clambered into the back of the vehicle. He began making small talk with the driver, which normally I would chime in on, but at the moment my mind was entirely occupied with something else.

I slid over, wanting to be closer to him. While he was engrossed in the conversation, I rested my head on his shoulder. I placed my hand on his thigh, caressing it over his jeans at the knee while slowly moving upward. I aimlessly traced patterns with my finger, getting ever so close to his crotch but not quite there. He looked down at me momentarily, shooting me a “what are you doing” look.

Their conversation eventually faded out but we still had quite a long drive. The air felt hot and thick with my need. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him, just wanting to touch him in some way. I took a finger a slowly slid it from the middle of his thigh to his hardness. Oh, he was hard.

My core tingled with excitement. Sure, I was horny before, but now knowing that he was hard felt like torture. My body was screaming to just climb on top of him and ride him right there.

I needed to feel him.

I lifted my head off his shoulder and turned to catch his lips against mine. He clearly was expecting a simple peck, and I could sense his surprise when I kept going, deepening our kiss. I snaked a hand onto the back of his head, gently gripping his hair. My other hand slid up and down his arms and his shoulder, wanting to feel every inch of his body.

I wanted more, more, more.

I slipped my tongue out, testing the waters to see if he would play into my game. He accepted it, our kiss now turning into a complete make-out. I was so caught up in my need that I didn’t care about the driver at the moment. I just needed to feel him.

We stayed like that for a moment before he pulled his lips off of mine. He stared into my eyes, almost like he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He must have suddenly realized what we were doing because he turned to look at the driver.

“I’m sorry about that. Forgot there was someone else here for a second.” He spoke, laughing lightly at the end.

“I didn’t mind.” The driver replied, smiling widely.

The answer he gave surprised me a little. Hell, if I was an Uber driver I wouldn’t want to deal with a drunk horny couple on my shift.

“You’d be surprised how much I’ve seen while doing this gig. It doesn’t bother me.” He continued, the same wide smile on his face.

That was the only go ahead I needed.

I turned to him, my want reignited even stronger, and grasped the back of his head again while pulling him in for a kiss. He seemed to have let go of his inhibitions as well. His hands finally touched me, one of them cupping the side of my face while the other roamed around my body. I kissed him deeply and resisted the urge to moan into it as his hands on my body felt electrifying. I wondered if the driver was watching, but didn’t bother to look.

I felt his hand grope my breasts as his tongue danced with mine. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I let out a soft moan as he squeezed them, playing with them in his hands over my top. His other hand let go of my face and traced the hem of my shirt. He slipped his fingers underneath and slid it upward, inching towards my chest. He caressed his way up, making me melt with his soft touches. Finally, he squeezed my breast underneath my top before taking the nipple between his fingers, pinching and rolling it exactly how he knew I loved it.

The moans escaping my mouth were definitely heard by the driver. I still didn’t care.

I was so tired of waiting. I let go of him, eagerly pulling my top off and tossing it on the floor of the car. I laid back, his body now sitting between my legs. I slid my jeans off next.

“I really want you. Right now.”

I choked out, almost pleading. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes, before turning to look at the driver. He started to speak before the driver cut him off,

“There aren’t a lot of other cars on the road. You guys should be fine.” The driver spoke matter-of-factly, like this was an everyday occurrence for him.

That must have been good enough for him, because before I knew it my panties had been yanked down and off of my legs.

“Moan loud for me baby.” He whispered, looking in my eyes.

He spread my legs apart with his hands. He slid his hand from my knee down to my inner thigh.

“It’s so dark in here and I can still see how wet you are…” He murmured, my pussy glistening from the lights flashing through the windows.

His fingers finally touched my aching pussy. He pushed a single digit into me, gathering my juices before taking it out and placing it in his mouth. He made a throaty noise of approval, almost guttural and laced with desire. His hand went back to my slit, spreading my wetness all around. My need for him had been aching so badly all night that the sensations felt like I was on fire.

He dipped his head down between my legs, gingerly licking across the length of my pussy before he let his tongue play with my clit. The noises of my wetness and his tongue combined with my moaning filled the car. The tension was finally exploding and I felt more than amazing. While he expertly ate my pussy, his finger pushed back inside of me, fucking me fast. I knew I wouldn’t last long.

This is exactly what I needed.

Another finger followed his first, pushing against my walls to join the other. He used his fingers to fuck me while his tongue flicked across my clit. I moaned like we were alone at home, and I loved it. I felt so naughty and daring, being eaten out like this in the backseat of a strangers car. Moreover, an Uber driver’s car. It only turned me on more. I wondered if the driver was watching, but I couldn’t see him from the angle I was at. Nonetheless, the thought of him watching drove me crazier, and I finally spilled over. I thought about what he must be thinking, or if he was getting off on watching us. I held myself back from yelling as I came on his tongue and fingers, gasping for breaths in between.

He wasted no time. He continued for a moment, before abruptly stopping and repositioning himself to be fully in between my legs. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants before retrieving his hard cock from the confines.

I raised upwards momentarily, wanting to take his cock in my mouth, but he stopped me with his hand on my chest. He pushed me back down against the seat.

“I need to fuck you now.” He said.

Well, I wasn’t going to argue with that. I settled back against the seat, my eyes locked on his. He grabbed his cock in one hand and guided it to my entrance. His cock pushed into me slowly but steadily and with force. I let out a long moan, almost like a whine, as I felt him sink in further and further. He didn’t give me much time to adjust, immediately thrusting his hips against me. The angle I was laying at felt uncomfortable, my head bumping against the car door with every thrust, but I didn’t care. The waves of pleasure occupied my thoughts.

His head came down next to mine, his lips pressed to my ear.

“You love this, don’t you? You love being fucked while another man is watching. Did you want him to know what a little slut you are for me? Hmm? Did you think I didn’t notice you teasing me all night?” He spoke, his voice breathy and breaking as he thrust.

“My pretty girl, so innocent. Yet, here she is. Getting fucked in the backseat of an Uber.” He whispered again, lightly chuckling at the end of his sentence.

His words only drove me wilder as I pushed my hips against him, trying anything to feel more of him. His hand reached for my throat, snaking around it with a firm grip.

“Tell him how good it feels. I want him to hear how good I’m fucking you. Tell him how good daddy fucks you.” He whispered in my ear again.

“Fuck, you feel so good inside me, daddy. Please don’t stop! I want to feel daddy cum inside of me!” I half-yelled, half-moaned. Every time his cock thrust inside of me felt like a new wave of pleasure, heightened by the situation.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum in you baby.” He groaned.

He thrust a few more times before letting out a long groan, flooding me with his warm cum, just as I wanted.

He continued thrusting while he rode out his high, lazily slapping his skin against mine. We stayed like that for a few moments.

“Nice timing. We’ll be there in 3 minutes.” The driver spoke out.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11udb6v/me_f_and_him_m_while_the_uber_driver_watched