Our Uber Driver

My girlfriend and I decided to go out after a week of studying hard for finals to a country music concert of one of our favorite singers I had on a frilly white short dress and cowboy boots (of course) and Erin short shorts and a tank top. We met at the end of our freshman year and have been together since our sophomore year, so two years now, and love to study hard, both competing in all our pre-Med classes and party hard when we're not studying.

Looking forward to our night out, Erin and I are laughing, as we get into the back seat of our Uber. As you confirm our destination address and we buckle in, I rest my hand on Erin's thigh. She reaches up to stroke my hair, her fingers combing through my long honey blonde strands. I smile at her, knowing how much we both need to burn off steam.

Knowing that we're heading to the concert venue in town, you switch the radio station to our local country one, currently playing a slow ballad.

She leans over to kiss me, her glossy lips tasting of strawberry, her warm breath tickling my cheek. We gently kiss a few times. Erin pulls away from me, making me open my eyes and she leans in to whisper in my ear, "I think our driver is watching." You choose that time to softly clear your throat and I catch you checking us out in your rear view, readjusting your position in your seat.

"Do you want to give him a tease?" She whispers.

"Sure," I nod, grinning and we unbuckle our seat belts.

I slip the string of her tank top off her right shoulder and pull her closer to me, caressing her shoulder and neck. We scoot closer to the center of the back seat, right in your view and she lays her long tan legs over mine. I stroke them gently and she leans forward to kiss me again. I push my hand a little into the neck of her tank, running my fingers over the top of her breast. I think back to the Uber confirmation and *think* that our driver's name is Doug. Still looking into Erin's eyes, I say, "Doug, this is Erin, and I'm Julie. We may need to change our destination. Is that alright?"

"Err, yes," you say, "where do you want to go?"

"Somewhere a little secluded, maybe somewhere near the park? And then maybe back home?"

"Yes ma'am!"

I hear you tapping on your phone as I lean in to kiss Erin again, lightly nipping at her bottom lip. She moans into my mouth and I slip her tank top down a little more, reaching the top of her light blue strapless bra - one of my favorites.

You get close to the park entrance, so I move to slip the other strap of Erin's tank off her shoulder. She starts to unbutton the buttons on my dress. I pull her tank down to her waist, exposing her luscious breasts enclosed in the light blue lace and lean down to kiss her nipples. Watching us, you lose attention on the road and swerve sharply to get back in your lane. Erin and I both giggle a little and you join us, chuckling a little in relief.

You turn off into a side road leading off into a not very developed area of the park, trees lining each side of the road. Perfect for the show we're going to give you with the background of slow country music still floating in the air. You open all of the windows half-way so the breeze can flow through the car.

My face still buried in Erin's cleavage, I move my hand up her inner thigh to her crotch and she presses into me. I lean back and she reaches for the front of my dress, finishing unbuttoning it. She eases it down my shoulders, giving you a great view of my bra-less breasts. You turn in your seat to see us more fully, not just through your mirror.

Erin leans to suckle at my breasts, and I keep my hand grinding into her crotch. I look up into your eyes and smile, guessing at how turned on we're making you, cocking my eyebrow at you. I've been with men before, Erin hasn't. I hear you unzip your zipper and move my head to look at you. The pink head of your cock peeks out the flap of your shorts. Erin pulls away from me and watches me watching you. She glances your way and gasps, never having seen a cock in real life before. She looks back at me, slightly confused.

"We're putting on a show, right?" I ask her, but really also asking you. You fist your cock, grunting in pleasure and I take that as a yes from you. Erin nods and lets me take one of her nipples in my mouth, her eyes still straying to watching you, transfixed, her hands moving around and over my back, encouraging me to push into her. I keep moving my hand on her crotch, now stroking my fingers up and down her entrance, pushing in around her clit.

She unbuttons and unzips her shorts, opening her legs to my mouth. I kiss up her thighs, then begin licking as as get close to her cunt. Her musky scent fills the back seat. I glance up at her face, now moving back and forth between your fingers on your cock and your eyes. You're looking at her breasts, and now at her wet cunt, your fingers moving faster on yourself.

I kneel up on my knees, my short skirt riding up the backs of my legs. I lick directly over her slit, my nipples now dragging against her legs. Erin moans and so do you, noticing how high my skirt is on the backs of my thighs. I reach Erin's clit and gently lap around it, flicking it lightly with my tongue.

Erin wails this time. I kiss her clit then take it into my mouth and suck on it like a pacifier.

I hear you move in the front seat and suddenly feel your hands stroking down the backs of my thighs, surprising me but not scaring me. Your firm touch turns me on, particularly when you ease the crotch of my panties aside and touch my wet, hot cunt. You rub your fingers around my entrance while continuing to touch yourself, your hand now frantically moving around yourself.

I keep sucking rhythmically on Erin's clit and her hands move to her sensitive nipples and squeeze them hard. I know from our time together that this means that she's close, so I suck hard on her clit like she likes and push two fingers deep into her, hard. Her wails and moans turn into a scream.

"Oh God, oh god, Julie! Julie! I'm cumming!" Erin moans.

I laugh to myself, pressed against her because, as always, it's obvious that she's cumming, her whole cunt convulsing and gushing her fluid into my mouth and around my fingers.

As she cums, you slam two of your fingers into me and I clench hard on them.

You grunt your release, smearing the side of the passenger seat with your cum, feeling my cunt clench around you and watching us pleasure each other.

I turn to face you, Erin's juices smeared all over my face.

"Could you take us home now, please? We may need some assistance getting into our apartment and it looks like you may need to get cleaned up." I say, moving my hand to wipe some of your cum off the seat beside you and licking it off my fingers.

You grin at me, knowing that you'll be doing more than showering in our apartment.

Erin grins at me too, wondering if she'll have her first time with a man tonight, and we all laugh at the freedom we feel and the anticipation of a different kind of evening than we'd all imagined.