Uber Adventures Part 1 - Sex Stories

Uber Adventures Part 1

... Jasmine asked, her voice getting thicker with obvious horniness. Connor wished that he could turn back around and see how turned-on she must be getting.

“Well, what can I say but it's a bit of a fetish of mine. I'm a boobs guy, and lactation just gives me even more of a reason to play with them. It's more fun, and I’ve heard that it makes for good lube,” Connor pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex and rolled up to the walkway, sad that this was going to come to an end. He put the car in park at the walkway and turned back to face Jasmine, wanting to burn the image of her into his brain for later, not expecting any miracles to happen for him tonight.

“Really? I guess I could see that. I've never had a guy suck on mine, but it sounds hot though.” Jasmine said with more than a little of a hint in her voice. Connor felt dumbstruck, he wanted desperately to suggest what he wanted to do, but couldn't out of fear and professional courtesy. Jasmine must have sensed this, and provided the perfect opportunity by asking, “I'm sorry to have to ask, but is there any chance you could help me carry my things up to my apartment? I'm on the third floor and its so hard to do anything like this,” she gestured to her protruding belly.

Connor felt the chill run down his back again, a familiar feeling of excitement, nervousness, and sexual energy. “Not at all,” he replied. “Just let me find a parking spot real quick.”Wouldn't want to get towed for leaving my car ...

... here, in case I get invited in,Connor thought with a boyish giddiness. He thought that he had seen what looked like wet spots developing on Jasmine’s chest, but it had been hard to tell with the white shirt on her black bra, with the sun having gone down not too long before.

After parking, Connor played the perfect gentleman, hopping out of the car and jogging over to Jasmine's door to opening it for her before she had a chance to orient her large belly to get out. He helped her out of the car, then reached in and scooped up her things.

“I can take some stuff,” Jasmine insisted.

“Nope, nope, I've got it. Really, it's not a problem. You lead the way.” Jasmine happily turned and began walking toward the building. Connor noticed that the pink tracksuit pants she wore perfectly outlined her petite and round ass.God just slid all the dials to “sexy as hell” when he made Latinas. Connor silently mused to himself. Again not wanting things to slide into an awkward silence, he asked, “How long have you lived in this building?”

“About a year. It was the only place I could afford,” Jasmine said, a little embarrassed. The apartments were known for being a sketchy place that the cops regularly got called out to.

“I can relate to that. I live across town in a crappy little two-bedroom. Not great, but not bad,” Connor replied, hoping to show that he wasn’t in any way judging her for doing what she needed to in order to get by.

“Something is better than nothing,” Jasmine ...