This is a fictional tale about Kim Kardashain.
It's a rewritten piece to see how an American star compares to a similar British story.
Kim Kardashain likes it hard
It was February in New York, and the city was recovering from the last 2 years of lockdowns and the rich and famous were back partying. My job, as a reliable and sometimes patient cabbie, was to get people to and from parties. Generally, everyone was in good moods on their way there, apart from the men getting upset with the partners because they were running late.
Bringing people back home was more frustrating, as you never knew what you would get. Sometimes you get the couples upset with each other, people crying as the other half had said something wrong to someone else at a party, or the party just didn't rock enough. I saw it all, angry drunks, happy drunks, and many sexy drunks. A perk of the job is the last one.
You can't beat the good-looking woman walking around town with their sexy legs and breasts juggling along in their tight outfits. The hours are not great, but in general, I enjoyed the job, I needed the money, and the bonuses were getting better, as people got back out and about.
It was 2.30am on a Saturday, and I still had another 3 hrs of work to do, but once again in waiting for a booking, it was another no-show. The venue I was waiting at was a decent one, and I'm guessing the person had either left earlier and decided to not me, or was still having a great time, but still didn't have the courtesy to tell me! Frustrating, but it goes with the job.
To look at my list of jobs, my next booking wasn't until 3am, so the option is to either do a quick street pickup, I generally prefer bookings, or go to the street café for a drink. I was just about to drive off when I had one of those typical knocks on my window.
A male voice spoke, "Are you free for a ride?"
I look at the guy and he look well gone with booze and I certainly didn't want to help, even though this was a responsibility I had most evenings.
A male voice spoke, "Please, I want to get back to the party. But I need my friend to be taken home to Manhattan."
This made me think again, as dependent on where in Manhattan it did give me time to get to my 3am still, plus now I knew it wasn't the guy who I didn't take to, I did engage in conversation.
I replied, "Where in Manhattan do you want me to go? I don't want anyone who is going to be a pain in the ass."
"Where's the limousine? Are you serious, I'm off home in a yellow cab?"
I needed to have a double take on who was speaking, but a woman wrapped up in a long fur coat had appeared and was acting grumpy with the guy.
I spoke, "If you want a lift, I can have you home in 15 minutes?"
"This is a joke. But take me home and I will fire someone tomorrow."
I had unlocked the cab door and in doing so, the guy had opened the door and helped Kim Kardashain into the cab.
It wasn't unusual for me to have the odd star in my cab, but this was quite a coup. I look back at her, to make sure she was belted up. In looking at those wide eyes and dark looks, there is also a smell which is a fragrant one, which is the nicest one I had smelt for some, some time.
The guy had given me Kim's address and told me she had money on her, or if she didn't, he gave me his number and told me to ring him tomorrow. Reading his card, he did have a ridiculous name, but the company I recognised as one of the big agencies in New York who look after celebrities. At this point, his role was to dump his celebrity into a cab, so he could party and probably have sex with someone he was allowed to cross the line with.
For the next minute or two, not a lot was said by me, as the guy said goodbye to Kim, and she shouted at him for being a dick. My clock was running on the fare!
As a cabbie, I did quickly say the address to Kim, to get an acknowledgement of this is where I am taking her.
Kim spoke, "Oh my god. I don't want to go home. Why did he put me in a cab, I want to keep partying? I shouldn't be here; I want to keep going."
I said nothing, as Kim ranted a little. A few explicit words came from the women. It was not that surprising.
Kim asked, "What's your name cabbie? I bet you've seen my sex tape. Every other fucker has!"
I answered the first question and simply asked if she had a good night.
"Todd hey. I know a few Todd's. Some are absolute ass wipes, but some are OK. Are you an ass wipe?"
I laughed and said I'm a cabbie who was happy to have her in my cab tonight.
"Hey Todd, it's far too stuffy in here, do you not open the windows for air?"
I kept driving as Kim spoke at herself mainly, but what I got a glance at in my mirror, was Kim escaping from her coat a little. Kim had undone the buttons for the coat to open to reveal a stunning black dress.
It was no surprise that my eyes had spotted her assets straight away. Her ample breasts were held in comfortably by the dress, she looked hot. She had a mighty fine pair of tits. I couldn't believe I was a few feet from them, and they are wobbling around as I drove around the streets of New York.
"Todd, tell me the truth. Have you seen that sex tape and wanked yourself off over it?"
I laughed and said, "You will be surprised with what I do see on the internet, but I wouldn't want to answer that question."
"That's a yes then Todd. Do you think you could have fucked me better?"
I laughed again but kept listening as Kim continued to talk about her life and her success.
Sadly, I knew the journey was coming to an end. It had been an enjoyable journey listening and looking at Kim. Who knows, I may pick her up again another day, but it was highly likely she would ever remember me.
In pulling up outside her apartment block, I asked for the fare and said I hope you will sleep well tonight. I could see Kim looking in her handbag and checking for money in her purse.
I spoke, "I can take a card if you have one of those. Or your friend did leave me his number and I can get the money from them tomorrow if I have to."
Kim replied, "FRIEND, he dumped me from his party. I pay my way, but I do seem to not have the money I expected."
Kim added, "I will pay you for the extra wait time Todd but are you OK if I get the cash. I know I have it."
Unusually for me, but not that surprising based on who it was, I had got out of my cab and opened the door for Kim.
"Mmmm, Todd. You're a lot taller standing up! Do you mind helping me to the door?"
I would never leave my cab, but on this occasion, I turned the engine off, took the keys out and locked it. To look back, Kim is striding into the apartment block. I caught up with Kim as she reached the lifts and looked back at me, then moved in close to my ear and whispered.
"I'm home alone. Fuck me, Todd!"
I was 100% taken aback. For the last 15 minutes, I had admired and had respect for Kim, but sexual thoughts had not crossed my mind. Even if they had, I would never have gotten to this point.
"Come on in Todd, I will find that money and show you a great time."
I have no memory of my feet moving those next few steps into the lift, but they must have moved, as the next thing I heard was the penthouse door shutting behind me.
"You're so tall, Todd. I love being fucked hard. I love a hard fucking. I want you to fuck me, Todd."
I was in shock as Kim let her coat drop to the floor to reveal a black dress to her knees, black boots up to the bottom of them, and she moved into my face and planted a kiss on my lips. A kiss that lingered and took me by surprise. But a kiss, which blew my mind.
Kim spoke, "Follow me, Todd. Let's get comfortable."
I had seen Kim walk down the hall into a room, and I followed, with a quick check of my hair. Don't know why, and I was certainly not being picked up by Kim for my stunning good looks. I knew I wasn't a bad catch, but Kim could do far better.
"Do you fancy a drink Todd, and do you want to lubricate on my juices?"
I spoke, "Can I check. You want to be fucked hard?"
"Harder the better, but let's do everything. I love every pussy fucking position Todd, but you know that already!"
I joined Kim on her sofa and leant in for a kiss. She closed her eyes and put a hand on my leg as she once again locked her lips to mine, but this time opened her mouth and used her tongue to start snogging.
Our mouths were locked together, as my right hand reached out to hold Kim's lower back and a bit of that fine ass she has.
"I want you so bad Todd. I miss just fucking and it being fun and wild. I hope you like me and want me; I don't pick guys up ever. But I want sex so bad and looking at you, I'm so glad you picked me up."
To look at Kim, she had a glint in her eyes of honesty in what she was saying and looking like a woman who had needs servicing.
"I want to see your cock, Todd. I want to put it in my mouth and suck you off. I don't mind if you explode down my throat. I love giving head and tasting sticky cum!"
I was thinking wow, as a hand had gone to my belt buckle to loosen it, and for the first time, a hand had been placed on my cock through my trousers. Kim could feel it was hard and was rubbing it with one hand, as the other unbuttoned my jeans.
I couldn't believe I said nothing, but Kim was in dominating mood as she asked me to lift my body a little, as she pulled my jeans down to my knees and then stuck a hand down my boxers to get the first real feel of my now erect cock.
Kim whispered "Can you feel me stroking your cock? I love stroking you up and down and getting you rock hard. You're going to give me serious joy when you stick that inside me later."
I had put my hands through Kim's dark locks, as she continued to explore my cock with her hand.
"Relax Todd. I've got you here. Let me show you how good I am with cocks."
I leant back against the sofa, as Kim's hand gripped my cock a little harder and provided slow strokes up and down my shaft. Her fingers provided a tickle on my balls as she touched them on the downstroke.
