Lesbian Uber

Lesbian Uber

** It's been a while since I've published. Nice to be back. Thanks to the immensely talented writer genzsub for her inspiration to write again and welcomed editing and advice. Please take the time to read her excellent lesbian stories.

*Beautiful straight, vulnerable girl seduced by a stunning lesbian Uber driver and her pet.

Hi. My name is Jessica. I work for a company that analyzes apps to test their efficiency, etc. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of six months when I found that he was cheating on me with my best friend. I am twenty five years old, 5'5", blonde hair with a killer body. My best features are my firm, full breasts and long, shapely legs. The way I look at it, it's his loss. He's a prick!

Soon after the breakup, I decided to write off men for the time being. I was going to concentrate on my work and writing. I write adult fiction, mostly lesbian seduction. I myself had never been with another girl but had often imagined what it would be like. Watching lesbian porn gave me so many story lines and also turned me on. There was nothing more beautiful than two hot girls making love. My ex and I used to fantasize about it, with him joining in. That never happened and will never happen. Did I mention that he was, and still is, a prick?! Yes, it never happened until I met an incredibly beautiful Uber driver named Erica.

Living in Raleigh, NC, it was sometimes more convenient to take an Uber to meet friends, especially if I was going to imbibe. One evening the other girls from work planned to meet at a local pub for dinner and drinks. Instead of taking my 2014 Prius, I instead decided to take an Uber. I opened the app and put in my desired destination. Soon, a driver had accepted and I looked to see who. The woman was highly rated and, from her picture, was quite a raven-haired beauty (Erica). Little did I know that that and subsequent rides with her would change my life.

She arrived on time and, as I opened the back door to enter her Escalade, she beckoned me to sit up front with her. I slid onto the front seat and then made eye contact with one of the most amazingly stunning women I had ever laid my eyes on. I don't know why, but I felt a twinge. She had long black hair, haunting blue eyes, pouty lips and a body to die for. Her white shirt was open enough to see her ample cleavage. Her short skirt gave me a view of nylon clad legs. I think I may have stared a bit too long and missed her intro.

"Hi, I'm Erica".

"Wow! You look gorgeous tonight! Who is the lucky guy?"

I don't know why but something about her made me want to open up. I told her the story about my ex-boyfriend and that I had sworn off men for a while. She reached over and gently touched my hand.

"Men can be such assholes!"

Her touch sent a surprising tingle down my entire body. Then she squeezed it and ran her finger up my arm.

"If you were mine, I would never treat you that way."

It was then that my wetness betrayed the fact that this woman was getting to me. All the stories I wrote. All the fantasies that I had about being with another woman. Was this beauty coming on to me?

I was about to respond when she said, "Here we are? Thank you. I hope to see you again. Have a great time."

She handed me s lip of paper with her cell.

"If you need a ride home, here is my number. Just give me a call and I'll be there."

I exited the vehicle, still a little stunned by my reaction to her.

That evening during dinner with the girls was fun but all I could think about was the raven-haired Uber driver. After a couple of after-dinner cocktails, I decided to call it a night. I returned to the Uber app and couldn't help but hope that it would be Erica again. Then I remembered that I had her cell. I called.

"Hello."

"Erica, this is Jessica, the girl you drove to the restaurant."

"Yes. How could I forget such a beautiful girl. Do you need a ride?"

"I do. If you are free..."

"For you, I'm available, babe, and the ride is on me. Be there soon."

Again, the thought of her excited me. When she arrived, she again invited me to sit in the front with her.

"So, how was your evening with the girls?"

"It was nice. We chatted about what jerks men could be and toasted to how great we girls are."

"Sounds about right. Hey, since you are my last passenger for the evening, how would you like it if I bought you a drink at my favorite bar?"

There was that tingle again! I had to work the next day but figured, what the hell. Why not have another drink?

"That's sounds good, but I do have to get up early for work tomorrow. As long as drinks are all we have!"

I couldn't believe that I had said that! It must have been the effect of the drinks that I had with the girls at the restaurant. She winked and again squeezed my hand.

"No worries, babe, at least not tonight."

We arrived at the bar, which happened to be near my apartment. As I followed her, I noticed her beautiful legs and ass. I couldn't help but stare. She was at least 5'7", a statuesque beauty compared to me. We found a table in the back, away from the crowd which had dwindled down by that time. Erica sat beside me. She could have sat across, but I was glad she did not. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined. I assumed that she was in her early thirties but looked much younger. The scent of her perfume, the view of her breasts peeking out of the top of her blouse, the touch of her thigh on mine all had me reeling. What was I doing? Was I really attracted to this beautiful woman? Was it the drinks?, I asked myself. No, I said, it was the beautiful Uber driver.

"So tell me about your ex."

I described in detail all the things he put me through after I confronted him with the suspicion that he was banging my best friend.

"Wow! He IS a prick!"

She took my hand and looked into my eyes.

"As I told you earlier tonight, I would never treat a beautiful girl like you that way. I would treat you like the treasure you are."

Her finger slid gently up my arm. My nipples became so hard that they were obvious through my top. It was my turn to ask questions.

"Are you telling me that you are a lesbian?"

"I am. Does that upset you?"

"No, but...."

"Please, no buts."

I felt her hand on my knee just below the hem of my skirt. Then she moved closer and spoke softly.

"Have you ever been with another girl, Jessica?"

"I have not."

"Did you ever wonder what it would be like?"

I had to confess.

"I have."

Her hand moved up and now rested on my inner thigh.

"It's more incredible and erotic than you can ever imagine. Another girl knows just where to touch and kiss to bring you to ecstasy."

What she said had my head spinning. I don't know if the alcohol was affecting me, but I was soaking wet. However, it was late. I had to end it. Had to wake up early for work.

"Erica, I have to get home. Can we go now, please?"

I was a little conflicted. She made me feel like I haven't felt for a long time. Did I want to pursue this? I needed time to think.

We drove the few blocks back to my apartment. I was definitely buzzed. She quickly came around, opened the car door and helped me out. She led me to my front door, turned me around and handed me her business card.

"If you ever want to meet with me again, here's my info."

Then she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I don't know if it was the inebriated state I was in or I was just into her, but I put my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I had never kissed a girl before. What resulted from me pulling Erica close was no simple kiss on the lips. It was the most incredible, sensual kiss I'd ever experienced. Our tongues searched and found each other; our bodies pressed together. It was intense but so gentle and soft! It was she who broke it off. I wanted more!

"You have to get to bed. You have my number. Call me if you want more."

That night. All that I could think about was Erica and how she affected me. I slipped out of my clothes and stood in front of my full length mirror. I knew that I had an amazing body and that body was craving attention. It had been months since it was touched until that night. Even though it was limited to teasing, it aroused me so.

I watched as my hand rose to my stomach and slowly moved to the underside of my breast. In the mirror of my mind, it wasn't my hand but Erica's. My lips parted as she lifted my breast in her fingers and then let it slide down so that the fingers strummed across my nipple. She caught my quickly stiffening nub between them and squeezed gently. I moaned and let my eyes half close. Another hand traced over my thigh to play softly in my folds. It wasn't long before my thumb found my now sensitive, hard clit. In my mind it was Erica's and she knew exactly what I needed. It wasn't long before I felt my body tense up. Then an orgasm like I had rarely experienced, crashed down like waves onto the wet sand.

I stumbled back and threw myself onto the bed. The next thing I knew it was 5am and the alarm clock was ringing. When I woke up, surprised that I was not under the covers, memories of the previous night occupied my mind. Erica had gotten to me. I sat there for a few minutes reviewing what happened. I at first tried to rationalize that I was buzzed and that she took advantage of my situation. But I knew better. All those times my ex and I fantasized about me with another girl led to this brief encounter. That kiss at the end of the night was proof that I wanted it to happen. But did I want it to continue?

A week had passed since meeting Erica. I thought about her every day

I work from my apartment most of the time and during a lull in my workload, my thoughts drifted to Erica and the effect she had on me. I pulled out her card. It seemed that she was not only an Uber driver, but also a female escort. Seems that being an Uber driver was a side job. I was tempted to call her but thought better of it. I wasn't sure if that was the direction I wanted to follow. Just then my phone dinged. It was a message from Erica! How did she get my number?!

E: Hi, Jessica. Have you been thinking about me? You have my number. Call me after work if you have been. Later.

I told myself to be cautious and decided to call her later that day. A twinge ran through me. The thought of meeting with this beautiful woman again thrilled me. My body craved attention but did I really want it from another female? My curiosity of what it would be like to be with her won out.

I jumped off the computer at 5, made myself a big salad and took out her card. I had second thoughts but the urge to find out more about her won out. I dialed her cell.

"Hey! Hi. Jessica. I knew you would call me."

"By the way, how did you get my number?"

"That was easy. While we were at the bar and you were in the ladies room, your phone was unlocked and I called my cell. Voilà!"

"Ha! Clever! Are you driving this evening? If so, I don't want to keep you."

"Not tonight. I'm sure you have a lot of questions about me being an escort. Am I right?"

"You are and I am also curious about other things."

"I am also curious about you. Did you enjoy our kiss the other night?"

She took me by surprise but I had to be honest.

"I did."

"Was it all you thought it would be?"

"It was, but it may have been the alcohol talking."

"Ha! Maybe we have to try again when you are sober", she said with a little giggle.

"Are you teasing me, Erica?"

"I am. Did you imagine where that would have led to if I had allowed it to continue?"

When she said, "allowed it", it made me a bit curious but I did not pursue it.

"I was buzzed and..."

"Stop! You may have been a little buzzed, but you pulled me to you and it was your choice to continue. You wanted it."

She was right.

"You wanted more, didn't you?"

I hesitated. "I....."

"Tell me!"

It felt like she was ordering me to answer. I found it strangely arousing.

"I did."

"If you ever want more, I will take you places where you have never been. I know your body and how to touch and pleasure you better than any man. I'm guessing that before you went to bed you thought about me. Did you?"

"Yes."

"Did you touch yourself?"

"Yes."

"Tell me what you thought about."

I felt like I was hypnotized and had to answer her. I was getting wet.

"I thought about you making love to me."

"Mmmmm. Did you climax?"

"Yes. It was amazing."

"Yes, but not as amazing as the real thing with me. I want to see you tonight. Be in front of your apartment at 7:30. I'll answer any questions you may have and I may have a surprise for you."

"What should I wear?

"As little as possible!", she chuckled. "7:30 and don't make me wait for you. See you tonight then."

"Yes, tonight. Bye."

I didn't know why, but I felt like a nervous schoolgirl going on her first date. I finished my dinner and took a shower. Afterwards, I put on my bra and panties and slid onto my bed to take a quick nap. I started to think about Erica and how tempting and sexy she was. My hand began to go down but I stopped myself before it went too far. I set the alarm for 6:45.

The next thing I knew, the alarm was ringing. I slid out of bed and put on my shortest sundress then decided to go braless. My breasts are firm enough to allow that. If my nipples show, all the better. I had no idea what she had in store for me, but I seemed ready to travel that road. There was something about her that thrilled me. It was the way she kind of told me what to do. There was a commanding presence about her, an air of confidence and control.

It was 7:29 and I didn't want to disappoint her by being late. So I hurried out the door to see the Escalade pulling up to the curve. Suddenly the rear passenger door window on my side opened and Erica's face appeared.

"Come in, sweetie!", she said with a flirty grin.

I thought to myself, 'Who is driving?'

I sat down beside her in the spacious back seat. She was dressed in the shortest skirt. I could tell right away that she was not wearing panties. Her legs were a golden tan and seemed to have a glow about them. She wore a sheer top that allowed me to have a tempting view of her magnificent breasts. She told the driver to turn around.

"Jessica, this is Megan. Megan, Jessica."

My God! She was drop dead gorgeous. She could not have been more than twenty with shoulder length blonde hair, pretty blue eyes and lucious lips. From what I could see from her top, she was quite well endowed.

"Hi, Jessica. Pleasure to meet you."

Oh God, her voice! She sounded so sweet and innocent. Something about her made me twinge. I wondered what her relationship to Erica was. I thought to myself, 'The pleasure is all mine!'

"Likewise, Megan."

"Megan is my pet, Jessica. Aren't you. Megan?"

"Yes, Mistress", she answered, eyes transfixed on Erica.

I was familiar with the term, 'Mistress', and had a vague idea what she meant by 'pet'.

"Jessica, you are probably wondering what it means that Megan is my 'pet'."

"I am, yes."

She turned to Megan and told her to drive. Then she turned back to me. As she did, her hand reached out and gently touched mine. I liked the way she touched me.

"Megan will do what I tell her to do sexually and otherwise. I don't consider her a slave. I'm not into the whole BDSM thing. I service her mother."

"Service her mother?", I asked. "Meaning?"

"Her mother has lesbian tendencies and I take care of those for her. I give her things her husband cannot and never could. Things that only another woman can give her and she gives back to me. Megan discovered our relationship and became interested. She came to me, gave into me and now she is mine. She is quite beautiful, don't you think, Jessica?"

Megan turned her eyes to me and gave me the most sensual look.

"She is gorgeous, Erica."

"Do you like Jessica, my pet?"

"Yes, Mistress, she looks delicious."

Megan's words had an effect that surprised me. My imagination ran wild.

"She can be yours if you want or I could take care of you the way I do her mother", Erica teased.

I felt myself getting moist as her fingers traced my forearm then up to my shoulder. She moved closer to me. I could feel her breath on my neck. That and the scent of her perfume were making me weak.

"Does that bother you, Jessica? Do you wonder what it would be like if I were to take care of you?"

I felt her lips on my ear, then a gentle kiss behind it on my neck. My nipples became as hard as diamonds as her hand slid under my breast, lifting it through my dress.

"I do", I confessed.

"Do you want to kiss me again?"

She had me. I wanted to do whatever she asked. There was no more doubt. She was coming for me and I was ready. I turned and looked her in the eyes. As she moved in, my eyes closed. I felt those soft, sensuous lips touch mine again, but this time I was not buzzed. The feeling was much more sensual. Her hand caressed my neck as she pulled me close. Our lips parted and our tongues met, dancing together as if they were one. It was amazing! We had been kissing for several minutes when her hand began to unbutton my sundress. My breasts were so sensitive and I couldn't wait to feel her hand on them. She slid the top down and took them out, dying to be touched. Then it happened. I felt her hand lifting and caressing my breast as her thumb ran across my hard nipples. I was so wet.

"You are so beautiful, Jessica. Do you want me to kiss them, baby?", she purred.

"Oh, yes."

"I need you to beg, Jessica."

Though it seemed strange, I wanted to obey her, so I did as she ordered.

"Oh, please, Erica. Please kiss my breasts!"

She leaned in and kissed the undersides, then made her way around the sides before kissing and licking around my distended nub. Then I felt her lips close around it and she gently sucked as the tip of her tongue swirling around it. No man had ever pleasured them like that. My fingers ran through her hair.

"Oh, Erica. Please don't stop! Yes, just like that! Oh my God!"

I was shocked. I was close to orgasm! No man had ever given me an orgasm from breast play!

"I'm so close, Erica! Mmmmm!"

That was when she pulled away.

"Not yet, baby. Save it."

I don't know how, but I held back. The next thing I knew I was lying down, my sundress completely opened and she was kissing my ankles and working her way up my legs. Her top was open. Her breasts were amazing, so full and firm with small pink areolas and delicious nipples that stuck out like pencil erasers. I hoped to taste them later.

Her hand moved slowly onto my inner thigh until it reached my wet panties. That first gentle touch sent an electric shock through me. She knew exactly how to touch me. She teased my pussy through them for what seemed like forever. I wanted her to pull them down. I wanted her to touch me the way I wanted to be touched for so long.

"Please, Erica! Please touch me!", I begged.

With her hand still teasing, she slid up next to me.

"I need you to kiss my breasts before I finish you."

I wanted them more than she could imagine. She lowered them to me, her nipple resting on my lips. I took it in. It was the first time I tasted another woman's breast. I sucked on them like a baby on her mother's teat. Her nipples grew hard on my tongue. This and the fact that her hand was still teasing me was bringing me closer to climax. She sensed that I was moving along quickly to that finish and pulled away.

"Thank you, baby. You were wonderful."

She was playing me like a Stratovarius. Then, my wish was granted. She pulled my panties down and, instead of touching me, began kissing all around the opening, taking it slow, driving me crazy.

"Mmmmm. You smell so sweet, baby. Do you want me to lick you?"

"Oh, God! Please! Yes!", I screamed out.