[kiasusam]

The chick wants to get home as fast as she can and forget the whole thing, but it turns out she’s got no money to pay the taxi driver. There’s an alternative and she knows what she could use to pay the fair…

- You’re fucking hot, bitch! If you want more just tell me. Now I’ll go to bed, – Bobby whispered to me, wiped his monster with a towel, put on his boxers and left the kitchen.

I was standing near the window being afraid even to move. I sure felt unsatisfied as I had just started enjoying the coitus when my friend’s hubby ejaculated but I had no strength to continue and my butt was burning. I had to do something with it. It was 3 a.m. and Bobby would probably like to repeat that once again but I knew it was too much for my ass.

I decided to go home. I wiped the semen from my stockings and crotch and went to the bathroom. My knees were weak and I felt pain with each step I made. It was good there wasn’t blood on the towel; it meant my butt wasn’t hurt actually.

To tell you the truth I was ready for the worst. In the bathroom I looked into the mirror and got terrified. What a beauty I was! My face was dirty with mascara and blood from my lip, mixed with tears.

I washed my face. The lip swelled but stopped bleeding. I wanted to have a bath but staying in this apartment any longer was unbearable for me and I decided to wash at home. I combed my hair, straightened my stockings and the dress and went to the corridor. Leaning against the wall I put the boots on with great effort. I regretted having put these high-stiletto boots on, as it would be too difficult to walk in them with my butt burning. Then I put my fur-coat on and turning the light off I left the flat.

I pushed the button of the lift. Each step made me remember of what had happened. Yes, I liked it but now the pain was unbearable. The string between the halves rubbed against the skin making it even more painful when it touched the swollen hole.

Suddenly I heard rumbling sound and made an attempt to tighten my anus muscles. But I failed to do that and felt pain again. The lift arrived and straining my buttocks carefully to prevent Bobby’s semen from flowing out of my anus I entered the lift.

The lift started sliding down. I leaned against the wall feeling very much exhausted but at that moment my butt made a squelching sound and let out the next portion of the warm cum that splashed between my halves.

“Damn it! How much of that do I have there?” I felt desperate. I didn’t know how I was going to get home. The semen that flowed out of my ass kept on moving along the divide, then slid to the crotch and then down the thigh. Now it was near my knee.

The lift stopped on the first floor and I went out of it. Those awful thongs reminded me about the fucking again. I wondered why being a middle-aged woman I wore thongs, like a young girl. For example, if I had usual briefs and tights on me today I would have felt much better now. But it was as it was and I had to get home through the city with the cracked-up asshole and thighs covered with sperm.

I leaned against the wall and pulled the thongs I hated so much off; they were wet and sticky. I looked for handkerchief in my bag but couldn’t find one and the packet with tissues was empty either. I threw that packet away and made an attempt to wipe the semen from my ass, thighs and knee with the panties. Of course, I couldn’t do it well. Then I folded them trying to make something like a plug. I coped but actually it wasn’t very good as it’s really hard to do anything from two lacy pieces of fabric. Though it was better than nothing. I put the panties carefully between my ass cheeks trying to avoid touching my aching hole. Making a few steps I understood it was easier and less painful to walk now. Having straightened the dress and buttoning up the fur-coat I went out of the apartment block.

Frosty air helped me to recover, I made a couple of breathes and realised life wasn’t as bad as I had thought of it. I took the cigarettes out of my bag and lit one. The frosty wind blew some cold air under my short dress. The feeling was very interesting and I even liked it. But somewhere deep in my mind I knew it was not so good walking without panties in winter. I hurried to the square hoping I could find a taxi to my house.

When I was at the square I noticed a car and soon came up to it. The driver was sleeping and I had to take some efforts to wake him up by knocking at his window a few times. At last I heard a rustling sound and saw he opened his eyes. It was a young man, rather handsome.

- Where are we going, Lady?

When he heard where I wanted to go he became a bit gloomy. His hope to earn good money for driving me a few blocks faded. It was really far to go but the guy decided to help me and at the same time he hoped to make big money on me. He said:

- 300 bucks.

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- It’s too expensive, I came here for 50.

- If it’s too expensive you may try to find another taxi. Or… I can fuck you…

- No, fucking me is something you’ll never try!

I didn’t want to argue any more, came around the car and made an attempt to open the door which was the farthest from the driver. It was locked.

- Open the door!

- Sit down next to me.

- No, I pay and can choose where to sit.

- As you wish. We could talk on the way.

- I’m in no mood to talk now.

Having stopped this way any attempts of the man to tempt me I sat on the back seat and we drove off. On the way he tried to start taking to me but my silence in response made him stop that either.

Empty streets allowed us to drive rather fast and in 30 minutes we were driving up to my apartment block. When we stopped the guy made another attempt to seduce me:

- Maybe I must accompany you to your apartment. Something can happen. It’s late. And then you’ll offer me a cup of tea at your place…

- Drink tea with your wife at home!

I opened my bag and was taken aback. There was NO MONEY in it!!! I had purchased this really nice and at the same time very expensive bag recently and unfortunately I took this very bag with me to Alexia. It was small to have room for all the things I needed. So, all I had now with me was a make-up set, a packet of cigarettes with a lighter, keys, a mobile phone and a packet of condoms which I always took with me, just in case. I definitely had no money in it as my purse was too big for this tiny bag.