Uber Sluts

Uber launches a new service: the same Uber principle, but for easy paid sex services.

Cindy woke up quite early. She yawned and stretched carefully so as not to disturb Daisy, who was still sleeping soundly next to her after the night shift. Then she slipped out of bed, decided to delay the shower for a while and went to the kitchen to make some coffee.

Both girls were usually naked when they were at home. Why bother with clothes when they were so close to each other anyway in this tiny apartment?

They were just nice roommates, not lovers. Sometimes (especially when they got drunk and started fooling around) Cindy would seduce Daisy for some more lesbian sex, and Daisy liked it, but she still preferred men.

Too bad, Cindy thought, standing in front of their little stove, waiting for the coffee to boil and slowly masturbating. Having a roommate with exactly the same sexual preferences and demands would be a blessing. By now Cindy was terribly sex hungry (ideally she would like it four or five times a day), but she hated the idea of getting into a close relationship with anyone. She was rather aloof and introverted. A roommate like Daisy was the perfect distance for her, but…

Cindy sighed, turned off the stove and moaned in her first morning orgasm. She masturbated a lot, with her fingers and sex toys. Daisy giggled at first when they started living together, but she got used to it long ago.

“Morning…”

Sleepy Daisy entered the kitchen, kissed Cindy casually and took the second stool. They only had two stools at the small table in the kitchen, there was no room for more.

“Do you want coffee?” Cindy asked. “Or should I make something more?”

“Coffee will be fine,” Daisy smiled wearily. “I’m dead tired, my feet hurt so much after the night shift. I recently borrowed an exercise wristband and discovered that I’m walking about forty kilometers per shift.”

“Ouch.” Cindi poured coffee into two cups and added some cream. “There you go. My problem is just the opposite, I spend whole days in front of my computer. I could use some walking.”

“Sign up for a half shift at our restaurant,” Daisy grinned and took her first sip.

“Ouch. Oh no! Too many people!”

They giggled. Cindy checked her inbox on her smartphone for new job requests. There were already several translation requests, which meant a decent income, but still a few days more before the computer. Daisy yawned, finished her coffee, went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

“My shift’s still five hours away,” she said, coming into the room, drops on her skin. “I’m going to the store. Do you need anything?”

“More coffee, cream and cheese, please…” Cindy was already at her computer, one bare foot tucked underneath, looking at the job details.

Daisy nodded, threw on a short sundress and sandals, grabbed the smartphone and left. Cindy sighed, clicked accept, and opened a text file on the job. Translations weren’t her favorite work (she preferred drawing and writing stories), but it was the most stable income option right now.

***

Five hours, one text, and two masturbatory orgasms later, as Daisy went to her shift, Cindy decided to take a lunch break. She hesitated between fried eggs and instant noodles, and the noodles won out.

As she waited for the water to boil and the noodles to cook, Cindy lazily browsed social networks. One of the trash ads caught her eye. Cindy raised an eyebrow. Uber Sluts? Who would be so bold as to steal the name of a famous taxi service? And the logo font was the same as the original Uber… Cindy frowned and clicked on the ad to see more.

In the next moment, she raised both of her eyebrows. This was the real original Uber! They were starting a new service. It was based on the same principle as their taxi service, and they were advertising it. And, as the name said, it was about providing easy paid sex services.

Cindy clicked “more”.

Well… The principle was the same. Anyone can register to offer services, customers send their requests, the app quickly matches them with the nearest provider who has the mood and time to offer… Everything like Uber, only… the kind of services…

Cindy giggled, bookmarked the page, and sent the link to Daisy to make her friend laugh as well. Then she sat down to eat.

Noodles turned out spicy and tasty. Cindy ate calmly, then cleaned the dish and went back to work. Another translation request. Perfect. She needed money today to pay rent. Daisy will earn her tips at the restaurant tonight, but tips were never reliable.

***

Daisy returned at midnight, just as Cindy finished her third translation request and closed her tired eyes. They sent the payment to the landlord (and even had some money left over) and sat down to eat.

The restaurant allowed its employees to take home leftovers, so the girls often ate restaurant-quality food for free. This time, Daisy also brought several delicious dishes and two bottles of good wine, just barely started.

A little later, when they had finished the dishes and almost one of the bottles, they leaned against the wall and lit cigarettes.

“I could use a good fuck right now…” Cindy said dreamily, winking at Daisy.

Daisy shook her head and patted Cindy’s hand. “Sorry, I’m not in the mood for lesbian sex today. But I wouldn’t mind a man…”

“A man would do it, too!” Cindy nodded. “But where would we find him at this hour?”

They exchanged glances.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Yep. Uber Sluts!”

“What do you think, are there men serving?”

“Let’s have a look!”

They installed the app on both of their phones – it was a real thing in the App Store, with a million downloads and a 4.8 rating! – and dove in.

Signing up was more like Tinder than Uber. They added photos, stated their age, gender and sexual preferences, and, giggling and trading suggestions, wrote a few sentences about themselves. That was it.

The main screen of the app was exactly like Uber’s, with the nearby map and a dozen green lights marking people available for service, only in a different color so as not to confuse it with taxi Uber. The request options were, of course, slightly different: on call, on site, or in a rented hotel room; a number of customers and the desired number of people serving the request; several checkboxes and a text field for special request details. The prices were surprisingly low.

“Of course!” Daisy laughed, lighting another cigarette. “These studs often pay money to fuck girls, and here they get paid to fuck! It’s a clear win-win for them!”

They decided to order a single man for a threesome with them.

“His place or ours?” asked Cindy as she filled out the request. She was a little afraid to invite an unknown man directly to their room.

“I’m not in the mood to go anywhere right now…” Daisy said. “Besides, this is Uber. If he does something bad to us, we’ll file a complaint, and they’d probably kill him.”

“Okay…” Cindy hit the “confirm” button.

They got their first match in five seconds. Cindy showed Daisy the photo: a handsome young man in his twenties, dark brown hair, clean shaven, white teeth, and a bright smile. He looked sweet and polite.

“Accept!”

They’ve sent him the directions to their apartment, and he promised to come right away. He did live in the same building, just a different entrance. The app even showed him moving on the map and his ETA, just like the Uber taxi!

Soon the doorbell rang and they let him in. He laughed when he saw two naked, beautiful girls – Cindy and Daisy had not bothered to dress up to meet him. He looked just as handsome as in the photos.

“My name is Jim,” he nodded.

“Cindy.” – “Daisy.”

“Can I use your shower first?”

“Be our guest. Be careful, our water heater goes crazy sometimes!”

Jim nodded, stripped and stepped into the shower. Cindy and Daisy admired his sexy buttocks and exchanged accusing glances. He looked good!

While he was showering, the girls found another wine glass. Jim stepped out of the shower, naked, fresh and already with an erection. They hugged, kissed, drank more wine, kissed again and went to bed.

It was fantastic, just fantastic! Jim came quickly the first time, but he was soon ready again, and then again, and again… The last two times lasted wonderfully long. Cindy lost count of her orgasms somewhere around five, Daisy was moaning and thrashing beside her. Jim managed to satisfy them all perfectly. When it was all over, they crammed into the shower stall together, finished the bottle, then he thanked the girls politely and left, getting 5 stars and the rest of their money as a tip from them in the Uber Sluts app.

They also exchanged contacts. Daisy looked a little shy, like she was starting to fall in love. Cindy, on the other hand, was sure she wouldn’t call him. Yuck! Relationships! Sex is better with strangers.

“Wow! What a guy! I’m gonna go out with him…” Daisy sighed dreamily.

Cindy shrugged. “You’re welcome. Relationships aren’t for me, so I won’t bother you two.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know… I guess I’m just picky. Men get boring to me after a while. Let’s sleep, I’m exhausted.”

They slept until late in the morning, then they had another day of work.

***

Over the next few weeks, they used Uber Sluts several more times, sometimes in their room and sometimes at men’s places. Once, after they figured out how to create the request, they joined the sex party night. Cindy also met girls a few times. The girls’ prices were higher than the men’s, as expected, but still several times less than the traditional slut services.

Cindy earned more translations, painted, and wrote some erotic stories that she posted anonymously on free and paid platforms. Daisy quit her job at the restaurant and found a job as a part-time secretary – just as exhausting, but with better pay and no walking forty kilometers a day. Daisy and Jim were seeing each other, sometimes spending the night together, but she still wasn’t ready to commit and move in with him permanently.

One day, when Daisy had a day off and Cindy decided to skip work as well, they cuddled in bed and talked lazily.

“I wonder…” Cindy said. “Why not sign up for the Uber Slut service myself? If I like fucking strangers anyway, why not get paid for it instead of paying myself…”

Daisy looked at Cindy thoughtfully. “I dunno… These service men have been verified by Uber. As a slut, you could be hired by anyone… How do you feel about totally random strangers? You don’t know who you might end up with…”

Cindy shrugged. “Maybe I’ll give it a try, just to see how it feels. I’m curious!”

“I’ll pass,” Daisy shook her head. “At least for a while. I’ll see how it goes for you first.”

Cindy picked up her smartphone and dialed in. Daisy looked over her shoulder with interest. As expected, there was a large Terms of Service text to agree to and an extended registration. Cindy entered her tax ID and contact information, expanded her description, added several nude photos of herself, and began ticking off the list of sex services she was willing to provide. The list was extensive, ranging from simple kissing to such intense BDSM options that both girls shuddered just at the brief descriptions.

“Wow! Why are they even asking what you’re willing to do?” Daisy exclaimed. “When someone pays several hundred dollars to tie you up and whip you, do they care if you’re willing or not?”

“It’s BDSM,” Cindy replied. “Contrary to the image, they are extremely concerned about safety and consent. They only play rape and violence. But the pain is real.” However, she opted out of BDSM for now.

The last thing to do was to take the express test for sexually transmitted diseases. The app required the sluts to check regularly to remain available.

“Makes sense,” Cindy nodded. “I’d do it anyway.”

She went to the nearest lab (she expected to become a regular customer) and did the tests. The lab even offered a discount for Uber Sluts workers.

Cindy was clean, so she uploaded the test results and was allowed to offer her services.

***

She did not flip the “Available” switch right away. Cindy found that she was as scared as she was excited about her first request. So she carefully read the recommendations and best practices, reviewed all the application screens and controls, and only then asked Daisy for a hug for courage and switched to Available.

She saw how the Uber drivers received, accepted and handled their requests for rides. With Uber Sluts it was exactly the same.

Cindy got her first request within a minute of becoming available. The app displayed the user’s profile (a nice looking 30+ bearded man, no history on Uber Sluts yet), the approximate distance (less than a kilometer), the services requested (straight vaginal and anal sex, one person), and the proposed payment (a pretty decent one, even after Uber Sluts took its 20%). The app beeped. Cindy’s thirty seconds were about to expire; if she didn’t accept the request now, it would be forwarded to another girl. Without thinking, Cindy hit “Accept”.

The app showed her directions – a seven-minute walk, with the timer already counting down.

“Wish me luck!”

Cindy quickly kissed Daisy, gave her the client contact and address just in case, threw on her light dress and sandals, and ran to the elevator.

She walked briskly down the street, enjoying the warm evening breeze, smiling at everyone she met and feeling the eyes of passing men linger on her. Cindy knew she looked good – blonde, tall, slim, nice breasts and buttocks, beautiful face. And she also felt horny from the anticipation of what awaited her in three minutes.

She arrived right on time. The man invited her in and confirmed her arrival on his app so she wouldn’t be fined for being late. They hugged and kissed briefly. Cindy looked around. A small apartment, just a little bigger than theirs, smelling of cigarettes and coffee like theirs… She was beginning to like being here.

The man looked rather shy and embarrassed. Cindy smiled encouragingly.

“Hi! I’m Cindy!”

“Robert.”

“First time trying Uber Sluts?”

“Yeah…”

Cindy laughed.

“I’m only two weeks ahead of you! Let me show you what I’ve already learned…”

She wanted to get undressed on the spot, but he insisted that they have a coffee and talk a bit first. They went into the kitchen (again, a little bigger than hers). Robert brewed strong Arabic coffee, Turkish style. Cindy liked the drink right away.

They talked about everything under the sun, mostly about sex. Robert really wanted oral sex, anal sex, deep throat, spanking, whipping… And he had not had any for years. He was too shy to go on Tinder and get a date.

“It’s okay!” Cindy laughed. “I totally understand! So…” She leaned in and kissed him. “Let’s give you some experience!”

She almost dragged him to the bed, undressing herself and him in the process. Embarrassed or not, he had a nice big cock ready for action.

If he had not had sex in years… Cindy went ahead and gave him a starter blowjob. As she expected, he came fast and plentiful, filling her mouth with cum. She swallowed, grinned and lay down next to him, pressing her haked body against his, playing with his cock with her fingers, waiting for him to get hard again. He did not make her wait long.

“Who’s on top?” she asked innocently. Without words, he climbed on top of her and literally pinned her down with his cock. “Ahhh…” she gasped, hugging his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist.

They fucked rough and intense. Cindy realized that Robert was a wild beast inside, suppressed by shyness and embarrassment. Cindy moaned and wriggled under him, enjoying the powerful thrusts. She came twice before him.

After a short pause to recover, he flipped her onto her stomach, spread her buttocks and penetrated her ass forcefully. Cindy screamed and shook with delight. Robert fucked her ass without stopping, mercilessly, squeezing her buttocks and leaving bruises, slapping her backside with his hips. Cindy came to a screaming orgasm.

He finished again.

They lay next to each other, kissing and caressing each other gently.

“You’re so… so wonderful…” Cindy whispered.

“So are you…” he buried his nose in her hair. “May I ask?”

“Go ahead.”

“Why is such a great girl an Uber Slut?”

“Why am I not someone’s happy wife?” Cindy smiled and hugged him. “That’s not for me. I love sex, but I can’t stand long, close relationships.”

“Neither can I…” Robert admitted shyly. “Relationship problems cost me my marriage…”

“It happens. But don’t worry, now you have Uber Sluts!” Cindy kissed him.

And they had sex again, this time slowly and gently.

When she left, Robert gave her five stars and lots of tips. She gave him five stars too.

***

So the next few weeks passed. Cindy stopped ordering Uber Sluts completely, she was getting more sex as a slut, with both men and women. She also took on much less translation and writing work. First, the sex calls left her with too little free time. Second, the slut income was several times better. Cindy was already thinking about becoming a full-time Uber Slut. The only thing stopping her was the fear that this was just the first fad of the new service and that the niche would soon become overcrowded and the requests per slut would drop.

It wasn’t all roses either. Sometimes Cindy was approached by unattractive people – too ugly, too fat, too smelly, and so on. In the worst cases, she refused immediately, and to hell with the lowered rating. If she could stand it, she still let them fuck her, but only gave them a one star rating and a comment to warn the next Uber Sluts they might meet.

There were also rude and violent guys. She only met them twice so far, but she could not forget the encounters. One guy tied her up too tight and Cindy ended up with bruised wrists and ankles. Then two more came, and they three did several turns on her. Another grabbed her hair, slapped her face and pulled her nipples painfully. Cindy was ready to scream for help, but he noticed and threatened to break her phone, rip off her clothes and throw her naked on the street, so she submitted to the humiliation. She liked rough sex, but got no pleasure this time.

After both encounters, she reported the abuse, got rich compensation from the Uber, and confirmation that they had been reported to the police. Cindy even did not know her smartphone records evidence for such possible cases, but it did. That calmed her down a bit, but since then she has been doubly focused on the smallest details of the customer profiles.

Otherwise, Cindy loved the service and her work. Uber Sluts turned her into a true nymphomaniac, she fucked multiple times a day, and she never got bored with the variety of partners.

***

Daisy had finally moved in with Jim, leaving the whole apartment to Cindy. Now she could easily afford it, and now she had the place to invite her Uber Sluts clients.

They three threw a nice little party to celebrate Jim and Daisy’s engagement. Jim continued to service Uber Sluts requests, which was fine with Daisy. Together at the party, after a few drinks, Jim and Cindy also persuaded Daisy to fill out her Uber Slut profile. Then they offered their trio to those who wanted to join the party, mostly for laughs, not really expecting anyone nearby to request three partners at once.

But suddenly they got a request! Three girls and three guys were having a sex party tonight, and they wanted more participants! Although… it was a BDSM party… they promised not to insist on intense practices, but still…

Jim, Daisy and Cindy were drunk enough by this time to laugh and accept.

The place turned out to be a real BDSM dungeon. The group must have been calling several Uber Sluts at once, because there were already a dozen naked men and women in the basement, and more were arriving all the time.

Soon the party began. The hosts were honest about not forcing anyone, but they proved to be extremely seductive and persuasive, so Cindy soon agreed to be handcuffed and whipped, quite harsh. Daisy agreed to be spread-bound on the table and gangbanged. Jim suddenly agreed to be blindfolded and fucked by other men, even though he considered himself strictly heterosexual.

Then things got spicy. Cindy was made a rope slave, hung above the floor and skillfully suspended from the ceiling, touching the floor with only one toe. Then they glued and slid several electrodes onto her and turned on the electricity, making her scream in endless orgasms. Daisy was tied up and made to suck every man in the dungeon (including Jim), one at a time, then lick all the women to orgasm (including Cindy, who was barely standing on her feet at the time), one at a time. Jim was tortured with needles and hot wax. The pain suddenly turned him on so much that the women nearby took advantage of him, riding him until he was completely spent.

It was the best party of their lives! There was also a lot of drinking and laughing, and when the guests learned that Jim and Daisy had just gotten engaged, they did their best to make the couple almost pass out from intense orgasms together.

They returned home, exhausted but happy, with five stars and a lot of tips on their accounts. They were real Uber Sluts!

Cindy dreamed of telling Robert about today’s adventure, but she did not save his contact. They met later when she responded to his request again, but that is another story.

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