I have been driving Lyft and Uber on Friday and Saturday nights for about 3 years and for a little while full time while I was between jobs. I have gotten phone numbers from a handful of girls but this is the story of the only time I have fucked a rider. Skip to the line for the fun bit. For reference, I was 27 at the time. I am 6’ tall, 170 pounds with an athletic body, dirty blonde hair and a short beard with blue eyes. There are pics in my posting history.
I was driving during a weekday and got a ping from an apartment neighbourhood. I pulled in and got out of the car for a wee stretch. I heard the clicking of a woman’s heals growing louder and turned my head to see this absolutely stunning woman walking my way. She had long, straight brown hair under a wide brimmed black hat and was very well dressed, carrying a big art folder. She honestly looked like she could be on the front of a business fashion magazine. She called out to me, “Are you Malcolm?”
I said, “Aye yeah. That I am. And you’re Kayla?” I opened the back door for her and she lowered herself in, flashing me a glimpse of her sultry eyes and a little smile under the brim of her hat. I jumped back in, confirmed her destination and we were on our way. We went through the usual rider & driver chat that I have had at least a thousand times: how long have you been driving, I usually take Lyft instead of Uber, Is this your full time job, etc. She was on her way to a job interview with a graphic design company east of downtown. She asked me about my accent and I told her I am from scotland and have lived in the US for about 9 years, at the time. We talked for the whole half an hour before we arrived at a petrol station converted into a small office building, and she hopped out.
Several months later I was driving on a Saturday night and I got a ping in the same apartment neighbourhood. I pulled in and waited. A group of 4 women dressed to the nines came out hollering, singing, dancing, and a couple of them looked bladdered already. They all climbed in and a brown haired woman got into the front seat with me. I looked her way and it took me a moment to recognize her. Since the last time I saw Kayla, she cut her hair real short and she now looked very similar to [Ruby Rose](https://images.thestar.com/oGF7pPk-auqGuul6ojtrEWm9JGY=/1280×1024/smart/filters:cb(1583216953796)/https://www.thespec.com/content/dam/thespec/entertainment/2019/10/03/ruby-rose-ready-to-defend-gotham-in-the-cw-s-batwoman/B88890023Z.1_20191003170239_000_GTLOAKRO.3-0_Gallery.jpg) ; arm tattoos and all.
I asked her if she got the job. Her face wrinkled as she looked me up and down for a moment before she recognized me. A big smile formed across her face, “I did! I started a few days after my interview.” We started off and the three women in the back seat were loud and rambunctious for the whole ride; which I actually don’t mind at all, it’s usually pretty funny and entertaining. I dropped them off a few minutes later at a nearby bar district. As they all were getting out, Kayla turned back to me and touched my forearm and said, “It was nice to see you again. Have a good night.”
Several hours later at about 2:30am, I got another ping for the same area I dropped Kayla and her friends off earlier. I didn’t think much of her since the odds of getting the same rider for a third time, much less twice in one night, are pretty low. But sure enough there was Kayla standing by herself on the sidewalk. I rolled down my side window and asked her playfully, “If I didn’t know better, I would think yous are my crazy stalker, Kayla.”
She giggled and said, “Better watch out, letting strange, crazy women into your car after midnight.” She sat down and we started off to her bit. We chatted and she told me that her friends were all hammered and went home with some guys they met in the bar.
I responded with what has to be the worst line ever said by anyone ever; “Aye yeah. And yous looked too beautiful and all the munters were too intimidated to hit on yous.” She was a little taken aback at first but then she giggled, blushed, and made a comment about not ‘feeling the vibe tonight,’ or some shite. It was a short ride back to her place again and we talked some. She thanked me and got out.
After her door closed, I sat for just a minute to have a drink and check my phone. There was a tap on my window and I won’t lie, I jumped a little. I rolled my window down and Kayla was standing there. “Hm. I didn’t mean to scare you. But.. ah.. It’s pretty late and I thought you would be done for the night.. So would you like to come up for a drink?” At that moment my fucking phone started flashing and ringing for a new ping. Her shoulders dropped and she said “Oh. Ah. Nevermind,” and turned to go. I closed the request and called after her, “Aye yeah! Where can I park?” Perhaps not the sexiest way to respond to that question.
I parked the car and followed her up the stairs and into her bit. It was a nice little apartment that entered into the open kitchen, dining area, and living room. She told me to take a seat and disappeared down the hallway. I took my shoes off and threw them in the pile by the door and sat down on a couch. She came back a few minutes later having changed into a pair of leggings and a loose, paint-covered t-shirt that hung low over one shoulder. My two secret weaknesses; legging and low collared shirts.
“So my dad got me this bottle of whisky when I graduated, and honestly like I don’t like whisky but it’s like a $300 bottle, and I think you will appreciate it more than I ever could. And you could probably use a drink after driving around all those drunk people all night.” My third secret weakness. She set two glasses down on the coffee table and leaned low to pour us each a glass. The collar on her shirt dropped low and gave me a clear look down her chest and stomach, which I happily did. Her head turned up and caught me peeking and she just smiled coyly. Kayla stood up and handed me the glass and for the first time I had a good look at her figure; she had an hourglass figure with either B or C cups that tapered down to a thin waist and then a round arse, followed by thick thighs that came to a fine point at the end of her legs. She had brown eyes, dark pink lips, olive skin, and short brown hair that I noticed for the first time, had a blue streak over her left ear.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” She sat down beside me with her legs curled up to her chest and we started talking. I noticed she had a hummingbird tattoo over her ear and I asked her about it. She leaned in close to show it to me and then lifted her shirt to show me another on her upper arm and another on the side. We sat together and talked for about an hour or so. She was right, and the whisky was good, better than anything I ever bought for myself.
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I finished my glass, lifted up slightly and reached my arm across her body to set it on the side table. As I was falling back, I glanced at her face, only a few inches from mine, and our eyes came together. In that split second I decided to just go for it. I placed my hand on her neck and pulled her towards me and kissed her. Our lips came together and immediately lightning flashed between us. She started grabbing at my clothes and feeling my arms and under my shirt. I locked one hand around the side of her neck, pulling her lips to mine, and felt her waist and hips with my other. My hand found its way under her shirt and started massaging her tit. She let out a whimper at first touch. She pushed me away and pulled my shirt over my head. I did the same and immediately dove down and kissed her neck. I nibbled under her jaw and sucked under her ear. She moaned softly and her hands ran up and down my bare back.
After a few minutes, she took charge, pushed me back and straddled my body, pushing her cunt into my hard cock. Her tits were right in my face and I took one nipple into my mouth. My hands grabbed and massaged her ass. Her head fell back and she moaned louder now. “Yes. Pleaaasee… Suck on my tits…” I switched back and forth between the two as she pushed her hips back and forth into my cock.
“Oh. My. God. Kayla. What the Fuck?” We both heard and looked over at the front door, where Kayla’s roommate was standing with two queer looking black men. Kayla scrambled off me and snatched her shirt up, holding it to her chest.
There was an awkward moment before one of the men said, “Oh sweetie. Don’t stop on account of us. You do you girlfriend!” We all laughed, we made our excuses, and we quickly slipped away down the hall to her room.
I entered behind her and as soon as the door was shut, she jumped me, pushing me against the door with her body. Our hands were roaming everywhere over each others’ bodies and our chests were pressed together tightly. My hands made their way down her body and I hooked my thumbs around her waist band, pulling her leggings down over her arse until they dropped to the floor. Her hands found my trousers and undid the button and zipper. She pulled away from my lips and began kissing down my neck and chest as her hands slid my trousers to the ground. She kissed and licked my nipples and continued kissing down my abs and then began kissing at the base of my cock.
Kayla kissed all the way down the length and began swirling her tongue over the head of my cock. Then she lifted up my cock and licked the underside from back to front several times while massaging my ballbag with her other hand. She absolutely knew what she was doing and I was beyond myself in pleasure. “Fuck that feels so good lass. Look at me,” and she turned her head up and locked her sultry brown eyes with me just as my cock slipped past her lips and into her mouth. She went half way down and backed off, and then back down even further, and back and forth, each time going a little bit further, until my entire cock was in her mouth and throat. “Fuuuucck me…” was about all I could manage to say. Whenever she backed my cock out of her mouth, she rolled her tongue under the tip as it passed through her lips and back in again.
She kept going and going picking up speed. She kept massaging my ballbag with one hand, and grabbed my cock with her other hand, jacking me off as she sucked me. My cock, and her hands and face with slick and shimmering in precum and spit. I ran my fingers through her short hair and grabbed on tight. I was bucking my hips into her rhythm. Eventually I started to feel an orgasm building up inside me and I said, “You’re going to make me cum soon.” As soon as I said that, she put one hand on my pelvis and pushed my arse firmly against the door and sped up her mouth on my cock. She was twisting her hand on my cock with each stroke and moaning as I went in. I grabbed a fistful of hair in each hand and held on for dear life as I started cumming into her mouth. She hardly slowed down at all and kept blowing me until I pulled her face away. My legs were shaking, my breath was haggard, and my cock was absolutely throbbing. She leaned her head back to show me her mouthful of my cum before closing her lips and swallowing all of it.
“Holy Shite! Fuck me christ almighty! Where the fuck have yous been my whole life lass?”
“Nashville and Buffalo.” She giggled and asked, “So I did good?”
“Aye fuck yeah. That was amazing,” and with that I grabbed her sides, lifted her up, and threw her onto her back on the bed. She laughed. I knelt at the edge of the bed, pulling her legs apart and holding each one down with one arm. Her perfect little shaved and glistening cunt was just inches from my face. I looked up her body at her, made eye contact as I leaned in closer and closer until my lips touched her lips. She squeaked and let her head fall back. I took the flat of my tongue and licked from her taint to her pelvis and back again and again. She tasted heavenly; sweet, salty, and juicy. My hands slid up her abs and each one grabbed one of her tits. She was moaning and twisting on the bed, each of her hands moving through my hair. I sharpened my tongue to a tip and parted her lips. She gasped and pulled me closer into her cunt. I found her clit and began licking around it; up and down, side to side, circles, my hands pinching her nipples in the same rhythm as my tongue.
“Ohhhh. Myyy. Goddddd. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck….meeeee.” She moaned and sighed. Her breathing started to pick up. I kept up my tongue on her clit and my fingers on her tits, working circles on each. She began silent for a moment and then let out a high pitched scream and her pelvis started to shake. I kept working her clit and lapping up her juices. She screamed and shook for a long time before coming down, breathless. “Holy shit. Oh my god.”
I didn’t let her rest and grabbed her hips, flipping her over onto her knees at the edge of the bed; her cunt and arse on full display. I dove back in. My tongue parted her lips and slid into her cunt. Both my hands smacked her arse and started squeezing her cheeks. She let out a desperate moan each time I smacked her. “Do yous like having your arse eaten Kayla?”
“Oh my god yes.”
“Beg for it, lass.”
“Please eat my ass. Please stick your tongue in my ass. Please. Please. I need it.” I was happy to oblige. I slid my tongue over her pussy, then her taint, between her firm arse cheeks, and over her asshole. She squealed when my tongue first made contact. With reckless abandon I dove between her cheeks. I licked up and back across her hole and then circles around it. I slowly started to work my tongue into her tight asshole. Her moans turned into one long, continuous cry. I took one of my hands and inserted two fingers into her cunt and my thumb began working back and forth on her clit. In response she raised herself up on her hands and knees and became silent. I took my free hand and pushed her body back down against the mattress so only her arse was up.
I continued working her asshole, g-spot, and clit in unison. She was moaning in pleasure and breathlessly whispering an unending string of profanity and swearing. I could hear another orgasm building. “Please don’t stop. Please. I’m going to… going to… going to… I’m going to cum.” I kept working without stop until she threw her head back and her legs started shaking. At that moment, I took my hard cock in my hand, stood up, and pushed into her cunt. I grabbed her tiny waist and started pounding into her with a fury. Her moan turned into an outright scream and her whole body shook. The entire city must have heard her scream, but I didn’t stop. I slammed my cock into her, pulling her body back to meet my thrusts.
She placed each of her hands onto my hands on her waist. I responded by grabbing her wrists and pulling her arms together behind her back. I held her arms together and used them like a handle holding her body the way I wanted it. Our bodies crashed together again and again. The room was a swirl of moans, screams, and the sound of our bodies slapping together. I kept going for a few minutes until she fell completely quiet and her hand started slapping my wrist frantically. I let go and she collapsed onto the bed; her legs were shaking, her mouth was wide open but silent, and her eyes were closed. She stayed like that for several seconds before a long, deep, low, “fuuuuuuccccckkkkk,” escaped her lips and her body relaxed and laid flat on the bed.
“So I did good,” I asked coyly. She giggled and rolled over onto her back.
“Oh my god yes.”
I started walking around the bed to where her head was. She scooted to the edge of the bed and hung her head off the side. “Yous read my mind lass.” I laid my hard cock, still soaking wet with her juices, on her face. She took it in her hands and began kissing the underside and running her finger tips up and down the length. She tilted her head back and took my balls in her mouth and rolled each one around with her tongue. I took her tits in my hands, rolling her nipples between my fingers, massaging them with my palms. We were both moaning deeply together. She pushed my pelvis back and slid the tip of my cock into her mouth. I pushed deep down her throat until I bottomed out with my ballbag against her face before pulling out. These were deep and deliberate strokes not like the fast and hard one earlier; from tip all the way to base, pausing, back out again, and pausing for a kiss and lick on the tip. She gagged and coughed each time when I bottomed out but never pushed or pulled away.
I leaned down over the bed onto one elbow and began gently teasing her clit with my other hand. I sped up slightly pushing into her mouth. She was moaning quietly on my cock each time it bottomed out in her throat. We stayed in this position for several minutes, neither of us really moving towards another orgasm. Eventually, the odd movement and position wore me out and I stood up and pulled out of her mouth. I laid down on the bed and sighed loudly.
“Oh no way mister. I am not done with you yet,” Kayla said as she rolled her body on top of mine. She mounted my face and sat up. Her arse and cunt were pressed against my face and I began by sticking my tongue into her cunt. I ran my hands up her body to her tits and found her own hands playing with them. I slid my hands under hers and we both played with her firm tits. She rocked her hips back and forth so I tongued her arsehole, her cunt, and her clit one after another. I kept licking at each in turn until she threw her shoulders and head back and sat her arsehole down on my mouth. I continued licking and kissing her arse as she moaned deeply. I moved one hand down and began twirling her clit with my thumb in rhythm with my mouth. After several more minutes, she came again, not as big and loud as the others.
After she came down, I grabbed her neck with one hand and guided her mouth back onto my cock. She needed to scoot down the bed due to our height difference. She crossed her legs under my head to lift it up until my mouth was on her cunt again. I licked at her cunt and clit as she went back to work on my cock. She was using her hands, lips, and throat. Together we made a symphony of wet, sloshing, sloppy splashing noises. We were both moaning into each others sex and I could feel her moans through my cock. We stayed in that position for several minutes until I started to feel another orgasm building. I told Kayla and she picked up her pace, same as before, twisting her hand around my cock and sliding her lips over the tip again and again until I bucked up and came into her mouth. I jerked and shook as my cum filled up her mouth. We both groaned in pleasure as my softening cock slipped out of her mouth.
She swallowed my cum with a gulp, turned her body around, and laid down beside me with her head on my chest and her legs on top of mine. We both immediately fell asleep and slept until well into the afternoon of the next day. After that night, Kayle and I became fuck buddies for about a year and a half.
Edited to make the Link Work
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