“Excuse me, sir!?”
I barely set one foot in the Lyft before some chick comes sprinting at me from the bar. Her high heels pound the pavement and she pushes through people like a freight train.
She’s drop dead gorgeous. Glowing olive skin, fiery red hair with green eyes to match. Full, dark red lips, and a tight body that I wanted pushed up against me all night.
“Can you help me? Please?”
Oh that’s right, she wanted something from me. Plus, I couldn’t say no to her green puppy dog eyes. In addition… I’m a sucker for redheads. Something about that fiery hair just makes my blood pump.
All I could hope for was her not being a serial killer. It’s always the most gorgeous of women.
“What do you need?”
“I lost my card, don’t have much cash, and my friends dicked me over. Can I pay you to have this Lyft take me home?”
I will not lie, I was too busy staring at her breasts to hear a third of what she was saying. They were dazzling C-cups, tucked away in a very flattering bra, and shown off in a cute crop top that also exposed her flat, toned stomach complete with a stomach piercing. Honestly, just fuck me *now*.
But I did get the important parts. Something something no funds. Something something need ride. Blah blah can you help me? Saying no was hardly an option. I couldn’t just leave her here. She was safer with me than approaching any other random stranger.
“Sure.”
She released a sigh of such relief it sounded like all the tension left her body. “Oh thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you!”
We climb in the Lyft, and are greeted by the driver, another cute girl named Addison. I wonder what my chances are for a threesome in the backseat of this hatchback while I hand over my phone and the hot redhead enters her address. The driver’s phone confirms it, and soon, the clubs and bars are in the rearview.
“Seriously, I can’t thank you enough. so much.”
I didn’t want to get caught staring at her because hot damn she’s gorgeous. And I’m doing my best not to stare at her thighs in her skintight leggings, so I stare out the window at passing streetlights.
“Not a problem. How’d you get stranded?” At least I hope building some sort of rapport will put us both at ease. She’d feel more safe, I can talk down my sex drive, because this woman is hotter than sin. I’m nearly sweating like a whore in church.
She scoffs and *unloads*. “Ugh. The girls wanted a girls night, but it’s always something stupid. Angela was my ride and she went home with some guy. I was going to crash at Danielle’s apartment, within *walking distance*, but she bolted when her ex texted her and took her apartment key with her.”
“Typical club shit.” I sigh.
“What about you? Drinking alone?” She asks.
“Didn’t start that way.” I say. “John was trying too hard to get lucky. Tyler is topping bottoms right now because he literally has zero self control, and Mason cant handle his liquor, so he tapped out early.”
She had the cutest chuckle I had ever heard. “Typical club shit. Why were they taking you out? Is it your birthday?”
For a moment, the alcohol feels like it fades from my body, and my heartstrings twinge. “Got cheated on. They thought beers and boobs would make me forget.”
“Oh my god! I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have asked!”
“It’s fine.” I say. “No worries.”
For the next few blocks, the car is silent.
That is, until I feel her hand on my thigh. Her warm hands slowly making their way to my crotch.
I take a sharp breath looking at her, and she responds by holding her finger to her lips, beckoning me to remain quiet. She presses on, her hand running over my cock, which quickly bulges through my pants. Before she’s even truly touched me, I’m as stiff as ever.
She leans down and I can feel her breath through my pants as she unzips my pants, and her soft hand dives into my pants, and with no effort, she has a handful of my cock and strokes it. I mask my breathing as much as possible while the Lyft driver continues to move forward down the boulevard. My eyes are locked on their rearview mirror, hoping they don’t look back..
My attention should have been elsewhere.
This girl exposes my cock through my denim, and with my cock pointed to sky high, she takes my erection fully in her mouth.
Her warm, full lips wrap tightly around my shaft, and from base to hilt she bobs up and down. Her tongue is as skilled as I’ve ever felt, massaging my shaft as she goes. My hands grip the seats of the car to calm myself, while she welcomes every bit of me that she can fit. My heart races like I’m jogging alongside the car.
She looks up at me with a smile, taking in my faces of trying to hold back and stay sane. Her devilish green orbs tell the story of an insatiable sexual appetite, before she goes back down for more. Her hands grip is perfect, she makes calculated strokes making pleasure shoot through my entire body.
All of my senses are on fire.
Then, she rears up and whispers in my ear. “I’m not complaining but I need your dick to be a *little* smaller.”
That almost makes me finish and shoot my load into her face. “Hm?”
She whispers, “I can’t deepthroat the whole thing and it’s starting to piss me off.”
As if my ego needed the adrenaline shot. The enthusiasm, the technique and eagerness to please me as she sucks my cock nearly tortures me with happy chemicals.
Her tongue traces the entirety of my cock, from base to tip, before popping it back into her mouth once more. Her hand begins jerking me, working the saliva into a shiny coat all over my cock, bringing me closer to my orgasm. She was like something that I’ve only ever seen in the filthiest of videos. My toes curl enough to make holes in my shoes.
I could wait no more, I was going to burst.
My hands don’t know what to do with themselves. One moment my hands are clawing at the seats, trying to contain myself, and other moments my hands are lost in the curls of her hair while she gags on me. She comes up for another audible gasp of air, and I see several thin ropes of her saliva and my precum connecting between her lips and my cock. She notices that I’m staring at them. So she grabs them in her free hand, and wraps them around my cock and jerks me as tightly and fast as she can.
She goes back down and tries to deepthroat it, gagging and coughing on it all the while. Now, I know that the Lyft driver can hear, but she makes no motion that she’s aware. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving of their own accord, trying to fuck her mouth. Everything she’s doing feels so perfect.
Before I can warn her, I throw my head back and let go. My cock throbs and shoots my load into her mouth, and like a perfect, filthy slut, she drinks it all up, swallowing every bit of me.
Her mouth doesn’t leave until my last pump, and she makes sure to suckle on my head to ensure she got everything before she tucks me cock back into my pants. Not only did she drain all of the cum out of me, it felt like she took me energy too. I felt like I could pass out.
She sits upright, crosses her legs, and sits silently with a grin for the remaining two minutes before the car stops out front of a house.
“Thank you so much!” she says. “I really, really appreciate the ride!”
The door closes and she trots off before I can ask for her name, number or anything. I’, stuck watching that perfect ass bounce, and curled red hair sway into a dwelling, and out of sight.
I lay back, disappointed when the driver turns around, and I see another cute girl. She has the biggest smile on her face, and her eyes lock onto me.
She tells me, “That was so fucking hot! I was trying too hard not to make a sound masturbating to that, I’m sorry!” she didn’t sound at all apologetic.
Neither was I. I invited her to the backseat, and she crawls back here, riding my cock until I creampie her tight pussy just like I did the throat of that red headed stranger.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gthn17/blown_in_the_backseat_mf_oral_swallow_redhead
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