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Uber Driving Slut Mom meets a Porn Producer  

UberSlutMom 47F
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2/21/2020 12:17 am

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3/7/2020 11:38 am

Uber Driving Slut Mom meets a Porn Producer


Hey Y’all,

Thanks for all the encouragement to finish the story of the guy I met while driving for Uber and blew outside the old Candlestick Park in San Francisco. After that dominant fun, he asked if I’d like to join him back at his place for even more fun. I was so horned up that I wasn’t about to resist.

He had a nice walk up condo close by and he didn’t waste any time once I walked into his place to get back to business. He was ordering me to lean over a desk with my boobs pressed flat against its surface. Telling me to spread my feet wide apart.

I'm sure he arranged me that way to fully expose my pussy and ass to his eyes, and his dick. He couldn't have known how electrically charged that openness made me feel -- an intoxicating mix of vulnerability, fear, anticipation, dread, and eagerness. I was so over-stimulated I nearly passed out.

He pushed a finger deep into my pussy, pulled it out, and pushed in again -- all the way to the palm of his hand. He pulled out and slammed two fingers in. It could have felt good if he had been gentle, but he wasn't.

He pulled both fingers out, then began to push three in. He lingered at my entrance, carefully centering them on my opening, then pressing them inward, not exactly gently, but smoother than he had been with two fingers. Three felt much thicker than two, opening me wider. He pressed them in deeper and deeper, far past where he had gone with two. For leverage he grasped my left hip with one hand and my right hip with the other -- I guess that wasn't fingers in my pussy.

He pressed his dick all the way in, only stopping when he bottomed out. He pressed tightly against me, flesh against flesh, and wiggled his hips from side to side. He cupped my cheeks with his palms, squeezed, and pulled them apart, showing himself my fully filled pussy, I assumed.

"Where's my cock?" he said, in a breathier voice than before.

I was so centered on my pussy and how full of him I was, when I answered my voice sounded like someone else was using it. "In my pussy. It's filling my pussy."

He slowly pulled out, all the way to his tip, pushed back in, wiggled his hips against me again, then with no further ado began fucking me for real. I expected him to fuck me hard, but I thought he might build up to it, at least a little bit. But no, he pounded into me from the start. I met every thrust of his with one of my own. I felt different; this was no longer about me just allowing him to do anything he wanted. If he wants to fuck hard, I'll show him hard. I'll fuck him harder than he's ever been fucked.

I think somehow, he felt me think that; he began fucking me even faster and harder.

In this position I didn't have much room to move, I was pressed flat against the desk. What I could do, though, was arch my back in rhythm with his thrusting, and roll my hips into his cock. The room echoed with the sound of his thighs slapping mine. I was well along the way to cumming again.

Without breaking rhythm, he took my hands and placed them on my butt cheeks. "Pull them apart," he said. "Hold them like that." Showing him my little puckered asshole, my stretched-out pussy, and his cock relentlessly pistoning in and out of me.

Meanwhile, I was ready to cum again, and I could tell this one was going to be epic, but then he stopped and pulled completely out. Dammit!

He had me lie down on the couch on my back. He knelt in front of the couch, pulled me forward so my hips hung over the edge. He lifted my thighs way up to where they pressed against my chest. At first, they covered my nipples. He repositioned my knees, so they framed my tits and pressed them inward, making my tits look bigger and bounce more.

He placed his tip at my entrance. Finally -- I was dying to get his cock back in me. I thought he might be a little gentle at this stage, just for variety. I even thought for a second that's what he was doing -- his initial slide into me was firm but slow. All he was doing, though, was making sure he had a good angle. He bottomed out, pulled back, immediately slammed forward, and simply began fucking me hard. No subtlety, just power and depth.

Okay, power and depth are good. He wants hard, I'll give him hard. I rocked my hips in sync with his thrusting, slamming into him hard with every push.

He grabbed my ankles and pressed them up beside my face, straightening my legs and pressing my knees tighter against my ribs. Being stretched that tight not only gave me another deep surge of arousal, but also made me more determined to give him more than he expected. This position made it harder to match his rhythm, but I gritted my teeth and rolled my hips harder.

I don't think I've ever worked so hard at fucking -- this had become an athletic event. I had so much to focus on, holding my legs tight against my chest, keeping my knees from covering my tits, and humping him back as he fucked me. Once again, I didn't notice the orgasm that was building. It overtook me, surprised me, washed over me, not just a climax but a tsunami overlaid with an earthquake, topped with thunder, lightning, and hurricane-level wind. I didn't just cum, I came and came and came. And came. I came hard. And I came some more. I bucked so hard I can’t remember it all, it was a wave that pounded through me.

He released my legs, placing an ankle on each of his shoulders.

When I was completely through cumming, he gently said, "You OK?" I nodded as I honestly couldn’t speak yet.

He wasn't through surprising me and getting his precious startled reactions. Even though I was still catching my breath, he bluntly asked, "Do you take it in the ass?"

It took me a moment to realize it was more than him doing that typical horny guy thing of trying to penetrate as many parts of me as possible. He didn't cum in my pussy, so he needed either to fuck me there some more, go back to my mouth, or stick his cock somewhere new, the sooner the better. I realized he was waiting for an answer. What did he ask me? Oh, right, if I would take his dick in my ass.

"Yes," I said.

"When's the last time you did it?"

"A couple of weeks ago," I honestly couldn’t remember but wanted to assure him I was ready and willing.
It gave me a crazy rush of excitement. My mind glowed so hard I'm surprised my ears didn't visibly emit smoke.

I eagerly arranged myself in the classic butt-fuck position, on my hands and knees with my ass pointed at him. I placed my knees a foot apart and arched my back, exposing my brown rosebud fully to his view. I hoped he wasn't going to be so rough it would hurt too much.

He said, "That's not how we're going to do it."

He stood me up and led me over to the desk, where he had me lay on my back with my ass hanging off the edge. He lifted my legs, so my thighs framed my tits like before.

I heard him uncap a container of some sort, lube I assumed, and felt something cold and slick penetrate my butt. It felt impossibly large.

"Relax," he said. Easy for him to say! The slippery object withdrew from my butt, I assumed to get some more goo, and he said, "Two fingers this time." Ack! That was one finger? I might be in trouble...

I was surprised to find two fingers weren't any more uncomfortable than one. He worked them in and out, twisting his wrist to a different angle every few plunges, stretching me in all directions.

He hooked my lower legs with his forearms and leaned forward, pulling my legs up so tight that my ass lifted off the desk. Talk about feeling exposed -- my ass could not have been more wide-open.

He placed the tip of his cock at the center of my asshole and began pushing. After a bit of resistance, which he simply pushed harder to get past, his tip slid in, then more, and more, relentless, inch by inch. The only break he gave me was he pushed rather slowly. Any time he hit any resistance; it was 'no mercy' -- he just pushed harder to bull his way past it.

It didn't hurt, much. Up to a point, that is. Past that point it definitely hurt. He only stopped when his abdomen pressed tight against my butt cheeks.

He began fucking me, slowly, but I don't think it was for my comfort, I think it was so he could adjust to me. I had several moments where it still hurt, but if he was aware of that, he didn't compensate any, he just pushed past it.

In a few strokes he found his angle and, no surprise, he ramped up and fucked me fast and hard. By then my guts had adapted to being speared by his man-pole. To my surprise, though, it was more than comfortable -- it felt amazingly good.

It was absolutely wild. When he entered and exited my ass, the friction there tugged on my outer lips, stretching my pussy into a slightly different shape, putting direct pressure on my clit. knew that happened? The result was, if he fucked me long enough back there, I could cum.

Before I reached that point, though, he stopped and pulled out, his hard-on visibly throbbing. He sat on the couch and slumped back, so his hips were at the front edge of the cushion. He had me straddle his legs, my back to him. He spread his knees, forcing mine far apart. He gripped my hips and guided me downward, until the tip of his dick was back at the entrance to my ass.

He lined things up just right and pulled me down, re-entering me. He guided me lower and lower still, his cock going deeper and deeper until I was full of him again -- and by full, I mean full. I was all the way down, his cock as deep into me as it could possibly go. Buried. Balls deep, literally.

In this position, he had no leverage for thrusting, and he had my legs so far apart I didn't either. I leaned forward, so I could press my hands on his knees for leverage, pushed myself up off his cock, and let gravity pull me back down.

He asked, again, "Where's my cock?"

My voice surprised me -- it was slightly raspy, and at a lower pitch than usual. I managed to croak back at him, "Up my ass."

It only took me a few thrusts to hit a steady rhythm. Now I was fucking him, and you better believe I fucked him hard hard hard. You could say I was still being submissive, giving him what he wanted. Or you could say I turned the tables, showing him how it felt to be fucked hard. Or you could say that I took control and used him to get the most out of fulfilling my needs.

Whatever you want to it, I was not only enjoying myself, I was lost in the moment. The room reverberated with both our moans, pulsing in sync with my plunging over him, combined with the sound of my thighs slapping his. My ass stretched in and out with each penetration of his cock, pulling my pussy lips tight across my clit -- it felt simply heavenly, his entire length disappearing into me, his girth stretching me extra tight.

My tits bounced wildly with each plunge, my face was slack from effort, and my eyes were half-shut in a mix of effort and pleasure. I was surprised again when the first hint of an orgasm appeared. It grew, a faint aura gaining strength, then receding, then growing again, teasing me with the possibility of cumming like one of those irritating tickles deep in your nose that threatens to become a sneeze but never does. The feeling faded away, and I thought the possibility was lost, then it hit me full force. It wracked my entire body, waves and waves of the deepest roiling bliss.

I tried to maintain the rhythm that was working so well, but I couldn't. My orgasmic contractions must have squeezed my ass as well as my empty pussy, and he erupted into me. The room was filled with the sounds of my moans and his. I collapsed forward as I came, and he slumped back on the couch, his arms spread out to his sides.

I tried to keep going even after his cock no longer pulsed with orgasm, but I was so totally spent I lost what was left of my rhythm. I slumped forward, hugging my knees, and let gravity pull my hips down onto his thighs, burying his cock deep inside me.

He grasped my shoulders and eased me back, so I laid on top of him, my back on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, patting my belly with one hand, cupping my tits with the other, then we were both utterly still except for our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath. I felt his dick softening, and it eventually slipped out of my ass, letting his cum ooze out.

I wanted to surprise him and really turn the tables.

I said, "How about I rim you??..."

"Yeah?" he said, his voice pitched higher than usual.

He immediately positioned himself on the couch for me, his butt entirely hanging off the front. He spread his knees as far as they would go and lifted them up to his chest. I lowered my face between his thighs. He lifted his cock up out of my way, and his balls, too.

Then, before I even started, he stopped me. He slid sideways to a different spot on the couch and he had me get back on my knees facing him -- I had no idea why. He said, "Suck me for a minute, then place your hands under my knees, and push them up to where they touch my chest. Then pull my butt cheeks apart and proceed. Okay?" I mumbled an "okay" around his dick.

As instructed, I blew him for what felt like a minute, then pushed his legs up and spread his ass cheeks. I licked his balls, one at a time, sucked on the skin around them, and drew each one into my mouth. I raised up and gave his cock several licks and sucked its underside from the junction with his ball sack up to the tip. I knew he wouldn't be patient with such blatant stalling for long, so I lowered my face down below his balls. I licked his 'taint,' sucked it, and swirled my tongue across it. He moaned, lifted his thighs even higher, and there it was -- his asshole. I stuck out my tongue and gathered all my wits about me not to freeze.

I slowly licked downward, down some more, and further down, across the smooth skin between his cheeks, until the skin became wrinkled -- there I was, my tongue on his asshole. I continued downward, and it wasn't very far until the skin became smooth again. I went back up, and there it was again, wrinkled skin, then smooth skin.

A couple of more tentative passes up and down, and I had a map of where everything was -- by everything, I mean his asshole. I homed in on the center, circled it, wiggled across it, pressed the fleshy softness of my tongue onto it. I wagged my tongue across it from side to side, I wiggled across it up and down. I licked it slowly like a flesh lollipop. I drew circles around it.

Now that I was confident, I could tolerate doing this, I took a deep breath, straightened my tongue as long and stiff as it would go, and plunged for depth. I thrust multiple times, mini fucking him there, then went back to licking. I licked slowly from bottom to top, pausing to flick my tongue rapidly each time I crossed the rosebud.

He moaned uncontrollably. He trembled and quaked.

At one point he said, "Where's your tongue?"

"Up your ass." I felt so silly I grinned.

It took several minutes to feel like I had done enough. Well, almost enough. His poor cock looked like it was about to burst, so I licked upward across his taint, sucked on his balls, licked the underside of his cock, and blew him again. I could tell it had been up my ass, but I won’t go into too much detail there. When I had stroked him only three or four times, I stuck a finger up where my tongue had just been, the saliva still there providing all the lubricant needed. That was all he could stand -- he exploded into my mouth, spurt after spurt of warm, creamy goo.

"Holy fuck, Jen" he said, gasping for breath, "That was so fucking hot!" He shook his head, as if he didn't quite believe what had just happened.

I got dressed. He ogled me as long as he could, blatantly staring at my private bits as I covered them. I felt almost as energized putting my clothes back on as I had taken them off. The fear of what was going to happen was gone, but it was replaced by a deep warmth that I had overcome my fears and inhibitions. The psychic sizzle, the electric joy of doing something so taboo was almost overwhelming.

"You were fabulous," he said. "Not even including the rimming, which truly surprised me. You’re a special kind of slut!"

“I LOVED IT!!”, I replied, and he could see I truly meant it.

He then asked me if I’d ever consider making a video.

"What kind?"

"It varies by site. Some are pretty tame, getting naked and masturbating in semi-public places, but I don't pay much for them. Obviously, the big money ones are hard-core explicit. They all involve a bit of pretending, although with you… you just need to act your natural slutty self!”

He paused to let me ask questions, but my thoughts were swirling too fast and hard to formulate anything coherent.

"I’ll be here for a couple more weeks. I'll be shooting some 'casting agent' videos. Then I head for the<b> beach. </font></b>I'll be doing several videos along the line of 'MILF gets picked up by young guys' -- that's guys with an s." When I didn't flinch, he continued, "And probably a couple of 'MILF gets picked up by a much older guy.' I pay extra for the 'older guy' shoot, the guy I use has a dick that makes me feel like a Vienna sausage."

He stared at me, trying to gauge my reaction. I tried to look inscrutable, in case he would offer less money if he thought I was too eager, or not offer me the job at all if he thought a monster dick freaked me out.

I was lost in thought. Young guys, older guys with a dick, it all sounded deliciously decadent. My pussy, even though so recently sated, was almost nuclear over what he described. The thought of indulging in further extreme things, of stretching my boundaries more, was thrilling.

He finally said, "Any interest?"

Well, yeah!

Kisses, jen

Leegs2012 51M
96137 posts
5/23/2020 2:40 pm

You are wonderful!!


la2469 60M/58F  
14 posts
3/11/2020 6:23 pm

Very nice.


Keens649 61M

3/2/2020 3:33 am

GREAT story Jen! Thanks for sharing. Keep on writing, it’s good.


Amritalover1 64M

2/29/2020 1:30 pm

Love the story. Would love to be one of your lucky passengers.


Lindabi1967 56F

2/29/2020 3:10 am

Beautiful story.


Cumming2TheEdge 50M

2/27/2020 6:51 pm

You are very missed in the Seattle area


talltraveller58 66M

2/27/2020 5:10 am

just wonderful


londonbridge1992 43M
356 posts
2/26/2020 1:38 am

Nice, Jen.
I need to fly to California to meet you!


luv2suk1966 63M/57F
1927 posts
2/24/2020 4:05 am

Totally HOT story!!!! Thank you!

Have a great day, and be nice to one another.


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15 posts
2/23/2020 7:10 am

Very hot


306krusty 55M  
115 posts
2/22/2020 7:06 am

hot as fuck.


Ssinnjjinn 47M
15 posts
2/22/2020 6:56 am

did you really use the word inscrutable in an ass fucking blog!!?? LOL

This in incredible. Better - you are incredible.

Thanks for sharing with all of us.


jeepsR4fun 57M  
106 posts
2/22/2020 6:21 am

Going to be a film Star soon. can't wait


brandini734 29M
179 posts
2/21/2020 3:19 pm

Can't wait to see them if you ever end up doing the videos


FitinYouTight 56M  
111 posts
2/21/2020 11:56 am

So totally HOT!!


bluehawaiian50 69M  
36 posts
2/21/2020 9:54 am

That was great! Please let us know what happens with the video(s)!!


AMT224oh 37M

2/21/2020 5:36 am

Phenomenal. Thanks for sharing


Prof10001 63M
4094 posts
2/21/2020 4:21 am

Remarkable storytelling, Jen. Thanks!

Prof10001
Swing by my blog!


BWC883 48M

2/21/2020 2:24 am

Great story keep it up


HAMONMAN 64M
13128 posts
2/21/2020 12:30 am

love your stories


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