Shared Rides

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In Pics: Rhea | Contributed by: The Professor of Telegram

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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Remember the days of shared rides? Of course you do — when two or more perfect strangers would share a cab.

Covid-19 put an end to that didn’t it? While it lasted, sharing rides did result in some well publicized violence against women.

What wasn’t publicized though were many of the perfectly consensual erotic moments perfect strangers had as a result of sharing a ride. Rhea had one such story to tell…

Being stood up by your boyfriend in a discotheque can be quite embarrassing for a girl. It can also be erotic, Rhea was about to find out.

She had woken up that day horny. Thankfully, it was Friday. That meant date night. She had every intention of making it count.

She took a long shower, pleasuring herself.

Instead of quenching her sexual thirst, masturbating to orgasm just stoked the fire and left her craving her boyfriend’s cock.

She sent him a few naughty selfies, promising him all the fun he wanted to have that night. Dirty chatting followed and the date was made.

He said he will meet her at the entrance of their usual discotheque at 6:00 pm, heading there straight from work.

She had no assignments that day, and decided to spend the day pampering herself.

After a visit to the spa, she visited the salon getting her hair done.

A manicure and pedicure came next and the facial was followed by a quick lunch at a nearby fast-food joint.

By the time she got home, it was past 3. A short nap to refresh herself and she was ready for the evening.

She dressed to kill and sent her BF a selfie, “Ready for Dinner?” was the caption.

“Fuck! Can’t wait to eat you up!” came the reply a minute later. Rhea smiled.

She arrived at 6:10 — adequately late to build the anticipation, but not late enough to piss him off. But he wasn’t there yet. Now that wasn’t nice.

She waited outside till 6:30, her impatience growing by the minute.

The lecherous looks of the guys hanging around near the entrance were getting on her nerves and she decided to go in and wait inside.

She sent him a message and made her way in. Luckily, while stags were not allowed, there were no restrictions on a single woman.

Must be evening traffic she thought, giving him the benefit of the doubt.

Rhea ordered a drink. “I might as well have a good time while waiting” she thought.

An hour later, she was three drinks down, a little tipsy and there was still no sign of her date.

She had worked herself up to this night. His parents were out of town for the weekend, as were hers, and Rhea had been looking for a romantic and sexy weekend.

She thought fondly about their last time together. He’d fucked her good.

He’d cum twice, making her scream and cum twice too, while he plowed her hard. She was hoping he could do an encore — not just tonight but throughout the weekend.

The more she drank, the more her thoughts wondered towards the erotic possibilities the night might hold. She needed an orgasm or twenty.

The more she thought about that, the more the wetness between her legs increased. The sheer lace panties she had chosen for the night were pretty damp by the time she realized it was already almost 9 pm.

She had lost count of the number of drinks she had downed while waiting for him.

Irritated — no, fuming at the humiliation — she decided to check where he was only to realize there were two missed calls and a message from him. Between her distracted mind and the noise of the discotheque, she hadn’t paid attention to her phone at all.

She sighed as she read the message. He wasn’t coming. Something about getting towed away and not having transport.

He wanted to know if she would take a cab to his place. “Like hell I am doing that after being stood up. His loss.” she thought.

The only down side was that she wouldn’t be able to feed the growing hunger between her legs.

“Fuck you! Don’t bother calling or messaging me again.” she replied his message.

She was finally done with him and his excuses.

Fuming, she stormed out of the discotheque and decided to head back home. She booked a shared ride on her phone app and waited by the curb for it to arrive.

“Shit, I shouldn’t have had that many drinks” she thought, the alcohol combined with the cool night air making her a bit unsteady and wobbly.

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“We have to pick up someone else sir,” the cabbie said as his first passenger got in the cab.

“Ok, no problem,” he replied getting in the back seat, “I am in no rush.”

His app said they were picking up Rhea — nice name he thought. He also noticed that they were picking her up from the discotheque. Not safe for a girl to be taking a cab alone after drinks, but it’s none of my business, he thought.

As the car pulled up at the discotheque, he noticed an obviously drunk girl, swaying on unsteady legs, checking her phone every few seconds and looking anxiously in the direction of the cab.

As she struggled to open the door, the driver jumped out and helped her into the cab. She mumbled something that sounded vaguely like ‘thanks’.

A few minutes into the drive, she had put her legs up against the driver’s backrest and dozed off.

A few minutes later, she was dreaming and talking in her sleep. While her co-passenger couldn’t understand a word she was saying, it was clearly something sexy.

Her hand was between her legs, giving him a display of the workup she was giving her pussy over her clothes as she mumbled and moaned. Even the driver seemed to be getting uncomfortable, stealing glances in the rearview mirror and shifting every few minutes in his seat.

“WOW!” her co-passenger thought, going hard, watching this horny beauty. “Someone’s going to get lucky tonight. Stop thinking idiot!!!”

By the time they reached her destination, she was fast asleep. While her masturbation had stopped a while back, the unmistakable aroma of sex hung in the air.

When the cabbie announced they were here, she didn’t respond. He tried again and she mumbled something. Her co-passenger shook her shoulder trying to wake her up and again, she mumbled something.

“What do we do now?” the cabbie asked him.

“I don’t know,” he said shrugging, “if she woke up enough to tell us where she lives, maybe one of us can help her home.”

“Her address is on the booking,” he said checking the address and then looking out at the door numbers. “I think it’s the upstairs of that one there,” he said pointing to a building diagonally opposite to where they were parked.

“Let me check,” he said getting out of the cab. He walked to the place and up the stairs. Sure enough the door number was the same that the cabbie had read out.

“Here’s what I suggest,” he said as when he returned to the cab, “I will get off here and help her up the stairs. Hopefully her folks will be able to take over from there. And then, I will get another cab home.”

The cabbie merely shrugged, eager to get rid of the nuisance that was keeping him from taking a break to jerk off before accepting the next ride.

The two of them helped her out of the car. Her co-passenger picked her up and after watching him head towards her place, the cabbie got in the car and drove off.

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“How am I going to get her up the stairs?” he wondered when he got to the building. The deadweight of a sleeping person isn’t east. While he was fit, he didn’t look forward to climbing a flight of stairs with a sleeping girl in his arms.

He set her down on her legs and tried to shake her awake. Without opening her eyes, she threw her arms around his neck and tried kissing him.

With him holding her to keep her from falling over, she somehow managed to climb the stairs.

When he rang the door bell, there was no answer. He rang again. Same result. What now?

“Hey,” he said, shaking her and trying to wake her up, “isn’t anyone home?”

“Ummmm hmmm” she said waking up enough and shaking her head in the negative, still swaying, quite drunk, “just you and me and lots of fun,” she added, obviously thinking he was the guy she was masturbating to in the cab.

The stirring in his pants said how much he would like that statement to be true and meant for him.

She put her hands around his neck and leaned in as if to kiss him again, but almost passed out, plopping her pretty head on his shoulder. He shook her awake again.

“Hey… hey…,” he said shaking her shoulder till she woke up again, “keys? Where are the keys?”

“Furrrrssse,” she mumbled.

Fishing the keys out of her purse, he balanced her on one arm and opened the door with the other. Once they were in and he had shut the door, she was all over him again. Throwing her arms around his neck, she leaned in for a kiss and this time, she didn’t pass out.

He had every intention of leaving after getting her situated, and up to that point, this was a nuisance, her masturbation in the car not withstanding.

But however decent a guy you may be, there is only so much you can resist by way of an open invitation from a beautiful and sexy woman. T

As she pressed her open mouth on his, it was just too much for him to resist.

So, when she stuck her tongue out to be sucked, the good samaritan in him disappeared and a hungry animal woke up.

He returned the kisses, licking and sucking it, tasting her saliva and kissing her hard.

She slid her hand between his legs, rubbing his erection — well, that settled it for him.

In that moment, he knew he was going to spend the night fucking this beauty, over and over.

Pushing her against the wall, he started kissing her — no he started eating her mouth and tongue.

Cupping a breast in his hand, he squeezed, making her moan in his mouth. she responded to his kissing with just as much hunger and intensity

He unbuttoned and dropped his pants and underwear, relieving the raging erection and setting his cock free.

Rhea literally ripped his tee-shirt off before her hand grabbed his shaft and started stroking it vigorously.

He peeled her dress off her body and marveled at her perfect dark nipples.

She had no bra on, which he had guessed by the way her nipples had strained her dress while she masturbated in the cab.

He pinched one nipple and Rhea groaned in his mouth.

He slid a hand between her legs, over her moist panties.

Still kissing and getting an expert handjob, he guided her towards what looked like a bedroom and threw her on the bed.

Pulling her panties down, he spread her legs and licked up and down her opening, savoring the musky taste of her cum.

But Rhea had a different idea.

She was wriggling and twisting trying to get a hold of his cock, making it hard for him to lick her pussy.

Turning her on her side, he guided his pole to her mouth. Lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, he opened her pussy lips, and shoved his tongue into her hole.

He heard a moan and an involuntary sucking of his cock as he started shoving his hardness in and out of her mouth.

She was gushing and he lapped up her delicious juices hungrily. After tongue-fucking her for a few minutes, he shifted his attention to her clitoris.

It was swollen and he flicked it with his tongue a few times. She was moaning and groaning loudly around his cock now and started thrusting her hips into his mouth.

Encouraged, he sucked on her clitoris. Soon she started arching her back and moaning loudly.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” she groaned and he felt her pussy muscles start to contract.

He rolled her over on her back, pulled out of her mouth and went to work on her pussy with his mouth and also started fucking her with a finger.

In less than a minute, she screamed and shook violently, cumming in his mouth.

He kept licking her clit and finger-fucking her, increasing his intensity if anything making her orgasm last as wave after wave hit her.

Her mouth had worked up his cock and he wasn’t too far from cumming himself.

Once her orgasm passed and she collapsed spent, he lifted her legs over his shoulders.

He rubbed his shaft against her soaking wet pussy to lubricate it before entering her.

She was so lubricated that he was able to push all the way into her though she was extremely tight.

She screamed as his hardness filled her.

Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he started plowing in and out of her while kissing her mouth.

He was too close to bother with gentleness and was slamming hard and deep into her.

In a min or so, she started shaking again as she neared yet another orgasm.

He keep drilling her, holding on as much as he could till she screamed out and came.

Her pussy clenched harder around his shaft when her orgasm hit, sending him over the edge and he exploded inside her, filling her with his load for nearly a minute.

Once spent, he collapsed on her, kissing her passionately.

“WOW!” she sighed still panting heavily, “he never fucked me that well.”

Somewhere along the way, she must have gathered enough of her senses to realize it wasn’t her boyfriend fucking her.

“That good huh?” he asked.

“Best fucking time of my life,” she smiled, kissing me again, full of hunger.

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They just lay there in a sweaty tangle of bodies kissing and feeling each other. After a while, she pushed him on his back and rolled over on top.

“This time, I want to experience from beginning to end, not just the fucking,” she said.

Clearly hungry for more, she spread his legs wide and got between his legs. His cock had started stirring in anticipation and she lifted it up and went to work on his balls.

While licking and sucking his balls, she started stroking him.

She sure knew a thing or two about waking a dick back to life.

From licking to sucking deep, to stroking she worked his cock back to life.

As it started going hard again, she got to his side and started sucking and stroking him hard.

I could get used to this, he thought. Stop thinking and enjoy the moment, he said to himself and started fucking her mouth again till he was rock hard once again.

Taking him out of her mouth but continuing to stroke him , she said, “When I called the cab, I was pissed at my boyfriend for not showing up for our date. I had no idea, I was going to meet the biggest cock of my little life yet tonight.”

Instead of replying, he pulled away and turned her on her hands and legs, entering her from behind.

He was once again amazed at how tight she was.

Thrusting all the way into her, he started drilling her hard and fast, grabbing her waist for leverage.

She was whimpering and moaning loudly, urging him to go faster and harder.

She came after about five minutes of hard fucking.

Her hands gave way and fell on the pillow with her face as she was rocked by the orgasm.

He kept pounding away, enjoying her orgasm and wishing this could go on all night long.

After a few minutes, he lay down, spooning her and entered her again, resuming the hard drilling of her hungry pussy.

As he felt himself approach a climax, he turned her back on her hands and knees and hammered away doggy style till both of them exploded together.

His shaft buried to the hilt inside her as he emptied his seed in her.

Totally spent and exhausted, both of them drifted off to sleep.

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When she woke up, he was already awake. Clearly he had relieved himself, taken a shower — going by his wet hair — and was now putting his clothes on.

“What are you doing tomorrow and Sunday?” she asked, propping herself up in bed, the sheet pulled up to cover her naked body.

“Nothing much.” he said. “I just arrived in town today. I have interviews from Monday, but nothing planned for the weekend. Why?”

“My parents are out of town for the weekend,” she said winking, “so why don’t you get the clothes off and join me in bed?”

She sucked him back to hardness before getting on top and riding him. He creamed her pussy two minutes after her orgasm.

He fucked her hard and deep two more times, creaming her pussy both times. She had 2-3 orgasms while he was drilling her each time.

After she drifted off to sleep again, he left her a note that he would be back in a couple hours with lunch.

He first checked out hid hotel, had lunch packed at the hotel’s restaurant and returned to her place with food and his two suitcases. He figured he could always find a hotel on Monday.

Through Saturday and Sunday, they fucked in every room of her place including the kitchen while she cooked, the shower and even the potty.

They didn’t spend the whole weekend fucking though. They took a few bathroom breaks, some rest to recharge their batteries and to fill ourselves with some food and drink.

By the time he left on Monday morning, he had taken and filled all her holes full of his cum.

“Hope you get a job she said,” lying naked in bed as he started to leave. “I need more weekends like this.”

“Me too,” he said zipping his pants and smiling, “me too.”

THE END

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
Happy reading!