Fucking My Uber Driver

My phone buzzed— it was a notification that my Uber driver was arriving in a Lexus.

I looked up and saw the car right away, but I came to a halt when he rolled down the window and called my name. He was absolutely stunning. Immediately, I began to hope that this ride would end in me fucking my Uber driver.

People have described me as a natural flirt, and sometimes I do it unconsciously. The way I dress and talk is oozing with sex appeal. I could easily get most men to have sex with me, but I still enjoy the chase.

After the driver and I exchanged the standard pleasantries, I began texting my female friends: “OMG! Fucking my Uber driver is all I can think about right now.”

“Go for it girl!” and “You got this!” were among their responses. Feeling hyped by my friend’s encouragement, I watched him through the rearview mirror. I turned on my charm and moved closer to his seat, my voice becoming slightly sweeter and more seductive.

Fucking my Uber driver needed to happen, so I began to ask more “personal” questions.

Feeling his eyes on me, I started playing with my hair and touching my body seductively. The conversation began to veer toward more sexual and intimate topics. By the end of the ride, he was hot and bothered and asked me if I had some time to kill right now. I was completely smitten with him. Of course, I told him I had plenty of time.

I leaned over to embrace him, making sure to push my soft breasts into his body and rub against the bulge in his pants.

He drove around looking for a place to fuck, and I gave him road head. We giggled like teenagers when a car passed by. His cock was about 6 inches long, but his girth was the thickest I’d ever seen— almost as thick as a Red Bull can. I enjoy fucking big cocks because they hurt so good, but I was worried it wouldn’t fit. Even so, it didn’t stop my pussy from getting wet with excitement.

He drove me to a darker road; it was late at night, but we were in a big city, so I’m sure people saw us. I wonder if they knew I was about to be fucking my Uber driver?

I couldn’t wait any longer— I needed to fuck my Uber driver.

We began to tear each other’s clothes off the moment he put the car in park. He sucked and bit down on my nipples, and I moaned as the pleasure was replaced by pain. After climbing on top, he slowly entered me. Thank God he brought lube. It was difficult for the cock to enter at first. I could pass out from the pain and pleasure as soon as his massive cock got inside. The agony of fucking my Uber driver sent me straight to heaven.

“Baby girl, I hope you know you’re not going to walk tomorrow,” he smirked.

“I don’t care, baby, keep fucking me harder! I love your cock!” I rocked my body with his thrusts, completely immersed in the moment. He started choking me and accelerating until he groaned and came. When he slowly pulled his cock out, my hole was left gaping.

When I’m not fucking my Uber driver, I like to sometimes give a man his first findom encounter, read all about it in my last blog.

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