Bryan had the spray ready as soon as he saw her picture and accepted the pick up. When he drove up to her, he knew she was worth it. He gave himself a spritz on the neck and put the spray away before she opened the backseat door.

"Ilsa?"

"Yeah, thanks. Bryan, right?"

She was a total bombshell. Blonde, perky, young... hopefully not too young. She took off her sunglasses and put them up in her hair, revealing a very pretty face and blue eyes.

"That's me. Welcome aboard. Going to the beach?"

"Yeah"

"Lots of cute girls like you going there these days."

"Yeah, just meeting my boyfriend there, you know?"

She emphasized the word 'boyfriend' and gave him the look before turning her attention to her phone. Bryan just smiled as he knew it wouldn't be long until the pheromone hit her.

"Totally."

“Hey, what's that smell?" She asked, trying to discreetly sniff out the source.

"I don't know. I don't smell anything."

"Really? I mean, it smells like... really good in here."

And there it was. Bryan looked at the blonde in the mirror. She hadn't quite grasped it yet. Her expression was serious and maybe a bit curious.

"No clue," Bryan said, doing his best not to smile. He heard Ilsa breathe with her nose. She came closer, sniffing her way towards him. Bryan took a left turn instead of a right. If he'd taken the normal route, he wouldn't have enough time. Ilsa didn't notice. She was too busy figuring out where the smell was coming from. Another deep inhale.

"Oh my god, it's you!”

One hundred points for the blonde. Bryan saw her in the mirror; she was bent over, her nose close to his neck. Her mouth hung slightly open, and the surprise was evident on her face.

"Oh my god,” she started again. “You smell soo good."

He felt the tip of her nose at his neck when she smelled him. Bryan smiled. This was almost too easy.

"I do?"

"What kind of cologne do you wear?”

She sniffed him again, her nose almost pressing on his neck. She exhaled with her mouth. ‘Good girl,’ he thought. ‘Take it all in.’ He hoped she was a drooler.

"I'm not wearing any; that's just me."

"What? No way, that can't be. You smell too good."

"Haha, thank you."

‘What a catch’, he thought. ‘I'll make her beg for it.’ She took another inhale. Bryan caught another glimpse of her face in the mirror. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she breathed in his scent. She looked quite flustered after that.

"Seriously, how do you smell so good?" she asked and smelled him again. To get her over the edge, though, he needed her to taste his skin. His chemically altered body would take care of the rest. The spray was just a teaser to get the ball rolling. Then, finally, he felt her lips on his neck. She gave him a kiss, just a peck, but it would suffice. In his mirror, Bryan saw her licking her lips. That was all it took.

"Oh my god," Bryan heard her whisper below his ear. Another kiss. ‘Here we go,’ he thought, and then, he felt it. The tip of her tongue gently licked his neck.

"Uhm, miss?"

"I- I am so sorry!”

The blonde snapped out of it and quickly leaned back in her seat. Licking your Uber driver's neck makes you reevaluate your choices, Bryan mused. He knew that wouldn't last long.

"I really don't know what's come over me."

Poor thing had no idea what she was in for. Now that she had tasted him, she was as good as his.

"It's alright. Just a bit surprising, you know? How old are you, by the way?"

"Twenty-three."

"Oh, wow. You know, under different circumstances I wouldn't mind. I mean, a beautiful 23-year-old blonde licking my neck sounds great, but I gotta focus on traffic here."

"Yeah. Yes, you're right. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. I kinda liked it, to be honest."

She already had that look in her eyes. That longing. He saw her swallow several times in a row. The taste of his skin activated the addictive nature of the drug. One side-effect was increased saliva production. The blonde licked her lips and closed her eyes, probably trying to talk herself out of doing what she really wanted to do right now. She took a deep breath. Usually that helps people think straight, but in this case...

"Fuuuck... you just smell so good!"

She opened her eyes again and leaned forward. Bryan felt her hand on his shoulder and her face was right back where she started. She inhaled once again before she kissed his neck. One peck with her lips and then sucking it a little bit with her tongue.

“So… fucking good."

Bryan loved this part. He let her smell him and kiss him some more, before he pulled away a bit.

“Woah there. I’m sorry, Miss, but like I said, I'm working."

Ilsa gulped, but this time she didn't back off. She had tasted too much to stop now.

"Well... what if you weren't working?" she asked softly.

"What do you mean?"

"What if you would pull over... so I can taste you?"

"You want me to pull over so you can taste me?"

"Yes. Please. I need to. I just… I just need a taste."

Bryan stopped at a traffic light, and in the second the car stopped, she was back kissing and licking his neck.

"It's just sooo good."

"I would love to do that with you, but I also need to earn money, you know?”

He turned to face her and saw the serious expression on her blushed face. 'Cute freckles,' he noticed. She would look pretty even without the make-up.

"I'll pay you,” she said and Bryan could almost hear her need for him. “I will pay you if I can lick you."

"Let me just get this straight," Bryan said and couldn’t help but grin this time around. "You want to pay me, so you can lick me?”

This was new. Usually, the chicks just tried to get flirty. Not that he did this very often. At least as an Uber driver.

"I just…” she started and shook her head. “I need to keep tasting you. Just a little more, okay?”

That confused desperation in her eyes was delicious. She really thought she could walk away from him after she indulged herself even more in something that was clearly addictive. This drug didn’t just mess with the body, he knew. Her brain was evidently affected a little bit, but there was still a long way to go.

"How about this: I'll do it, but I'm gonna have to record it. Just in case you wanna pull anything on me."

“That's totally okay. I promise I'm not pulling anything. You just need to swear not to show it to anyone.”

How amusing. This video was only for his private collection of course. He liked to document these things.

"Nah of course not. It's just for my own safety, you know?"

“Uh-huh."

She was already back to sucking his neck.

"I don't know what it is. It's like something that's come over me. I need to taste you. I promise I'll give you a big tip."

"You better do. And I'm gonna keep the clock running while we're stopping alright?"

"Totally. Seriously this is…”, she trailed off to give him another lick.  “I'll pay you… whatever you want. I just can't stop myself.”

Bryan hoped she wouldn’t drool on his shoulder. He had to find a parking spot soon because this was getting intense.

"Again, I'm so sorry. I don’t know what's coming over me.”, she breathed and plastered his neck with kisses. “I'm usually not like this.”

None of them were.

"Really? Seems like some weird kind of fetish to me, but I'm not complaining."

“Mmhhm.” She moaned, too busy sucking on his neck. That would for sure leave a hickey, but he didn’t mind. He finally parked the car in a quite desolate area. And they weren’t far from his place, which was not a coincidence.

“Alright, this spot is as empty as they come. Now let me turn on my dashcam real quick. Why don’t you come and join me in the front?”

“Okay.”

Ilsa got out of the car and quickly sat down next to him. Her eyes were leering.

“Alright. There is the camera, please state your name and that this was your idea.”

“My name is Ilsa Plum and this is one hundred percent my idea and not... what was your name again?”

“Bryan.”

“Yeah, it's not Bryan's idea. I totally want this, I swear to god. Like that?”

Bryan grinned and nodded. He kept the cam rolling and put his hand on her cheek. He saw her eyes widen as he did this, a momentary reflex of surprise or defense, perhaps, but it didn’t matter. With his thumb on her lips, her expression changed quickly. As soon as she opened her mouth to suck on it, her eyes rolled in the back of her head again and Bryan knew she was in heaven.

“Oh my god you taste so good.“, she moaned when he pulled out his thumb. “Thank you so much.”

Bryan smiled and slid his index and middle finger into her mouth, rubbing their tips over her tongue. Her mouth hung open now and her eyes were rolled up again as she started drooling. She closed her mouth around his fingers and started sucking them with relish. To think she was only about halfway there.

“I don't know what's coming over me”, she panted when he pulled out his fingers.

“I really taste that good to you?”, Bryan asked acting surprised. Ilsa nodded vehemently.

“I've never tasted anything more delicious”, she admitted. Bryan decided to add his ring finger and shoved them back into her mouth. Ilsa closed her eyes and sucked again. Bryan pushed his hand deeper into her mouth, hitting her throat. Ilsa pulled back a bit at first, but then she let him basically finger-fuck her face until she started to gag.

“That's okay right?”, Bryan asked and pulled out his hand. “I mean, you like the taste, right?”

“Yeah. Yeah, totally.”, she said, catching her breath, and unable to stop her saliva from running down her chin. Bryan turned and gently moved the girl by her shoulders, making sure she leaned back on her seat. If she was drooling like this, he preferred it if it landed on her boobs and not in his car. He put the three fingers back and face fucked her again. This time around, she could not pull back due to the headrest. She started gagging again, but Bryan knew she didn’t care.

“Well, this is quite nice. How about we kiss?”

“Kiss?”

She was panting heavily now, her chest rising high with every breath. Bryan couldn’t wait to devour her later.

“Yeah, I mean, if you like tasting my fingers so much, I just figured…”

“I... I don't think I should. I think I'd rather just keep sucking your fingers. Or your neck again, maybe? You said you liked that, right?“

Bryan chuckled. Finally some resistance. It fascinated him how they were so eager and lewd, but still hesitated every time he tried to hit the next milestone.

Bryan sucked his own thumb, her eyes watching him closely. He caught her gaze and placed his thumb on her lips. ‘One taste of this’, he thought as she opened her mouth, ‘and you’ll change your mind.’

She closed her eyes and sucked on his thumb. Not a second later, her eyes reopened widely only to roll in the back of her head again. He heard the muffled moan as the improved taste of his thumb overwhelmed her. Her whole body reacted to it with a spasm that made her inadvertently squirm in her seat.

He pulled it back out and Ilsa’s face followed his thumb with a dull gaze, as if she was mesmerized. Well, to be fair, she kind of was. Bryan decided that he didn’t mind her drooling in his car after all. This was just priceless to watch. He reinforced her newfound pleasure by sucking the three middle fingers of his hand and feeding them to her. Her face was close to his now. He pulled his hand out again and Ilsa let out a very short, high-pitched squeal because he robbed her of her treat before she was done with it.

He leaned in, but to his surprise, she pulled back at his attempt to kiss her. She stared into his eyes with fear. Bryan took her hand and sucked on her fingers. “I thought you wanted this?” He proposed and watched her as she ogled her own fingers, now wet with his saliva. Her inner battle was short, but it did happen. He was sure that she knew for some moments that she was in deep shit and it wouldn’t get any better if she kept giving in. Yet, it was hopeless. No woman was able to resist the addictive chemicals that Bryan produced with every pore of his body. The blonde sucked on her own fingers as if her life depended on it. He pulled her hand out of her mouth and she gazed at him, drooling.

“Come on”, he said. “Don’t you want it directly from the source?”

Her eyes darted to his mouth and he knew she was ready. She leaned in and parted her lips to kiss him. As soon as their tongues touched, the blonde was in some kind of rush. She frenched him passionately, sucking his tongue, and greedily swirled her tongue inside his mouth.

“Oh my god,” she said after a very long kiss. “This is unbelievable.”

“You like the taste of my tongue?”

“It's the best.”

She went in again and Bryan was happy to push as much of his own saliva into her mouth as possible. The more she got, the sooner she was ready for the next step. He knew from experience, that the amount to get her truly compliant was a lot. It was only a matter of time, though. His spit was twice as effective as his skin, but it was still weak compared to the main event.

“Fuck, I wanna drink you.”, she said. “What is happening?”

Her face was red and hot. 

“I can't do this anymore.”

“What? Why not? Please, let's continue.”

“No, I mean, how about we go to my place, huh? It's much more comfortable than in this crammed car. Saves you some money, too.”

“Oh…” she started and Bryan was almost worried she’d say no. “Oh, yes. Let's go to your place.”

If she had declined he would have offered to stop entirely and drop her off. It was unlikely that she’d agree to that, and even if she did, one minute without his taste would have surely changed her mind.

“Seatbelt.”

“Uh-huh.”

Bryan turned his car key and started the engine, but the slut was sucking his neck again.

“Here, why don't you keep sucking my fingers while I drive? I can't have you licking my face while I focus on the street can't I?”

“Yeah... Thank you... Thank you so much.”