Back to being an Uber Driving Slut… it didn’t go well [FM]

There are advantages to being an Uber driver. You work when you want or need to. For me it had been months due to COVID since I’d turned on the app and made myself available. I’ve been so broke though and even endured a house fire in California due to the wildfires, but that’s another story.

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 getting my kids on their Teams apps at home and making them lunch to eat, later in the day, 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 Redmond.

I drive over to the Starbucks in downtown Kirkland expecting to see some man in a suit and instead he’s in shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. 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.

I finally get him in the car he says, “I work with them, I hate that girl” (referring to the couple). Off we go to his hotel ETA < 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. It was surreal. 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 is he going to puke in my Honda?? 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 don’t worry I won’t show you fuck pics” *he keeps scrolling, weirdo* I could care less how much he loved his pretend Playboy playmate but I did wonder what would happen next.

He also said (seriously he did), “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 someone during the ride but didn’t get an answer and then proceeded to tell me how much he can make her cum. Oh wow!

Rambling, rambling. Finally arrive at the Fairfield Inn.

“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”!

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 rape 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 lady?”

I shake my head no.

“Good, because I don’t want to hurt you, but you do have something I want.”

He pushes me down onto the bed and lays on top of me holding me down. 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 I’ll be gone and you can go 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” I whisper.

“That’s not what your pussy is saying.”

I hear him unzip his pants and he pulls them down past his hips.

“Please don’t” I plead as he puts his 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.”

He spreads my legs a little wider as he pushes in deeper. His hard thrusts move me and pounds my pussy. I feel his cock get larger as he begins to groan,

“Fuck yeah, take it all.”

He lets his load out with one final thrust 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 lower to my knees as he shoves his wet 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. Now leave and go home. Who knows maybe we’ll meet again someday.” 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.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j450pw/back_to_being_an_uber_driving_slut_it_didnt_go