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I drove my 63 merc up to the garage...Opening the door i could smell the grease in the air..kind of comforting and yet kind of stimulating. Slamming the heavy door i adjusted my sundress and fixed my ponytail. Daddy had given me this car for my 20th birthday and it needed some serious work done on it. I had plans for this car. Stepping over the tools on the greasy floor i saw a pair of coveralls hanging out from under a 59 Ford.. I coughed and bent over to see if someone had heard me.. He hadn't... so i tried something else... to get his attention. Straddling his cart that he was lying on i kicked his hip a couple of times...he began to roll out from under the Ford...i stayed where i was.Looking down and smiling sweetly I asked this rather muscular grease monkey if he could fix my merc.
well he had a hard time talking as his eyes rolled up my tanned bare legs over my thighs to.......I quickly cupped my crotch as he looked further.... Sir I said....I REALLY need you to look at my merc over there.... pointing across the garage...He looked absentmindedly at the car...then looked up at my sweet face... I stradddled his stomach to get closer to him and whispered that I would do anything to get my car in working order....and that i wanted to race this Saturday....
 
"Fuck!" I mutter as the wrench slips, stripping the rusty nut and scraping up my knuckles in the process. It was the hottest day of the summer, I've got transmission fluid dripping on my face, and now some woman is kicking me. I slide out from under the car to find out what the big emergency is; probably another cranky old woman who doesn't want to get her hands dirty changing a flat tire... Squinting in the light, I see a gorgeous pair of legs rising up from the ground in front of me. A voice from above says something, but I'm too busy checking out her legs to pay attention...

"Yeah, uhh...," my brown eyes peer down her dress, taking in her tan cleavage, "...listen lady, I've got a customer who needs this Ford finished this week, so why don't you just make an appointment with the boss when he comes in tommorrow morning, and we'll get to it when we have the time." I pull up the bottom of my white tee-shirt, revealing my muscular chest, and use it to wipe some of the oil from my forehead. I slide back under the car, wondering what she meant by "anything," but I've got to be careful if I want to keep this job... Still, thinking about that body of hers was enough to start my dick swelling in my jeans.

OOC: Mind if I play a little hard to get...
 
OOC: Handcuffs, you sweet thing, still bringing the merc to Louisville?

IC: I'm working in my office at the garage when I hear the bell ding, someone pulling in over the sensor. I'm trying to get the books to balance and not having much luck. I stick my head out of the office to see if they want gas or service. I;m just in time to see a lovely lady kicking my mechanic to get his attention. Ok, I know he's hot, dirty and has things to do but did he hear what she just said? Well, he had his chance. He did say to talk to the boss, didn't he.

"Yes Mam, and just what kind of work does your car need to have done?" I ask as I start into the service bays. Looking thru the service doors, I get my first look at her car and both are classics, great lines, and I'm hoping that they are both fast as well. Well, a guy has to dream, doesn't he?
 
willy my merc is your merc!

i grunted as i stepped over the greasy mechanic. Looking up at the office door i noticed a rather outstanding man looking over at me smiling...he was playing with his moustache and looking me over intently. Well maybe he can get me what I want.....service! i stepped over the tools scattered on the garage floor...adjusting my sundress as i walked closer to the office..As i drew closer i could see him staring at my cleavage.. I guess i had adjusted my dress too well!!! My ample breasts were barely staying inside the dress and were giving this man quite the show. I smiled to myself and left them the way they were and walked closer.Taking in a deep breath I said to him, "My name is Christine and my merc is needing the carburator rebuilt", pointing to my black merc parked out by the doors. "Can you help me?" One hand started to play with my hair and nonchelantly fell to my bare shoulders and the top curve of my breast. I looked into his deep brown eyes , narrowing my gold eyes seductively. " Please sir do you own this garage?
I would do anything to get my car on the road again...."
I looked around his office at the pin up posters and messy papers strewn all about.
I walked over to his desk and sat on the edge, opening my strong tanned legs slightly........
 
I'll chase you, Polished Knob

OCC: Candi, 19, 5'7" 120, short blonde hair, saphire eyes, ready-for-anything attitude, 34DD tits


I hate running errands for people, but when Mom said go get her car from the garage, I quickly gave in just to save myself from hearing her bitching.
It was supposed to be done late today and I was a little early, but...hey! Sometimes you get lucky. It was just a short walk from the library to the garage, so I walked over after class. I'm a sophomore at State this year. The light breeze played with the hem of my short summer dress. I love the color blue, and this one really brought out the color of my eyes. And just to be naughty, I wasn't wearing anything under it. Yeah, I've got a rebellious streak a mile wide!

I step into the garage and see Mom's Ford. Only some guy is still under it. Shit! Maybe he's about done. I kneel down to where he's laying under the car and place a well-manicured hand on his thigh. The grunt and sound of a slipping wrench give me a momentary guilty twinge, but I leave my hand on his thigh.
"You about done here? My mom wants her car ASAP."
When the mechanic rolled out, he was just covered in oil and grease. I had a flash of him using his hands to smear that grease over my flesh...Damn! He was good-looking. And I really go for that strong, blue-collar type. I hope I have to wait, at least a little while...
 
OOC: welcome countess!

I'm trying to finish up the Ford, but then I feel her hand on my thigh. Man, she doesn't give up! A bit distracted, the wrench slips again. Fuck! "I'm trying to work here!" I mumble as I slide out from under the car again. "Oh! Sorry, I thought you were someone else..." I say as I look up at the young girl, the attraction of her deep blue eyes strong enough to pull my gaze away from her full breasts.

"Yeah, uhh..., I'm just finishing up. It's been a busy day. If I can just get fifteen minutes without any interuptions, I'll have this car ready to go..." I say sternly, my eyes wandering up her legs to where they emerge from the blue hem of her dress. I slide back under the car as I adjust my jeans to accomodate my growing cock, trying to focus my thoughts back on the oil pan I'm supposed to be installing.
 
Candi

"Okay, I'll wait. Where?" He mumbled something unintelligible from under the car so I just wondered around. I sat down on a chair and started to read the first magazine I picked up...Playboy, wouldn't you know it?! Before long, I got kinda absorbed in the...articles, and didn't notice that everyone sorta left. The office door was locked, and I didn't see any lights on...
Finally, Mr. Sexy Grease Monkey rolled out from under Mom's Ford. From where he sat -- he didn't get up -- he had a clear shot up my sundress. All the pictures of sexy naked women had gotten me a little hot. I peeked over the top of the magazine to catch him looking. Could he see how wet I'd gotten?
 
Finally, I get the pan bolted up. I roll out from under the car and stretch out my arms; man, working under a car really makes my muscles tight and cramped. I wipe some oil from my forehead using the last clean spot on the bottom of my t-shirt and look up to see her sitting across the garage leafing through a Playboy. Hmmm... I grin slightly as I notice her legs are parted giving me a nice view up her sundress, noticing she's not wearing any panties! I take in the view for a second and then stand up and walk over to her, reminding myself that she's the daughter of one of our best customers, so I have to behave myself...

"See anything you like?" I ask, looking down at the magazine and checking out her own cleavage as I reach for a couple of quarts of ATF from the shelf above her chair, the crotch of my jeans almost directly in front of her face. I hear a soft thud come from the boss's office. "What happened to that other chick," I wonder to myself...
 
Candi

"See anything you like?"
I pretended to be startled when he stepped up to me to get something off the shelf behind me. His crotch was right in my face. That bulge looked huge and my mouth started to water. I had to drag my eyes up to his face.
"Yes, I do, but not in the magazine," I reply, looking up at his face, then pointedly down to his crotch.
I know he's probably thinking that I'm too young, or that my mom would be mad, or that he'd get in trouble with his boss or something and probably wouldn't make the first move. If I was going to get those greasy hands on my body, I'd have to make the first move myself.
I brought my hand up to his crotch, caressing his cock through his jeans.
"I like this. Alot. Could I have a test drive?"
 
"Well Christine, we don't get a lot of carburator work anymore, everything is fuel injected these days. But your in luck, I'm an old car buff myself and love to work on the older cars when the price is right. Come on into my office and lats talk terms." I was wishing right then I hadn't put up quite so many pin-ups, but what the heck, its a garage after all. I moved a stack of papers off the spare chair in the office and sat on the corner of the desk as I admired the body of the beautiful lady before me. Her ample cleavage caught my eye first, but the rest of her body screamed for attention as well. As she sat down the hem of her sundress climbed up her thigh, oh yeah, great legs to. My mind started to wander, imagining my tounge tracing those thighs up, up to the point they met, and then,,,,, shit, what did she just say? "Oh, yes, I can start right now" I said, assuming she had asked about my schedule. She just smiled, got up and went over to close the door to my office. As she turned around, she had her fingers under the shoulder straps of her sundress, and a big smile on her face. Looks like I've got some work to do but I thinks these terms are going to be to my liking.
 
"Woah! What the...," I look down astonished to see her hand on my crotch. I quickly grab her arm, "Uhh..., I don't think this is such a good idea..." I say, but I continue to hold her hand firmly against my throbbing cock. I'm mesmerised by the view down her dress, her huge breasts almost bursting out as if their begging for my hands. "You know, your parents...," I trail off... Is that the top of a nipple I see peaking out?
 
Candi

"You know, your parents...,"
"What about 'em?" I ask innocently. "They already went out for the evening. Mom needs the car first thing in the morning. That's when I need to have it there."
I look up with that wide-eyed look that makes men think about Catholic school girls and short skirts. I can tell he's looking down my dress, so I lean forward a little to give him a better view. Grabbing his other hand, I bring it toward my breasts, but just before his hand makes contact with my skin, he yanks back.
"I'm all covered in grease and oil. I don't want to.."
"Please," I cut him off. "When I saw you under the car, I wanted to feel your hands smearing this grease all over me. Please? Will you get me a little dirty?"
I place his hand firmly on my chest, just above my nipple, smearing grease and oil all over...
 
His warm smile reassured me that the job would get done on my car, so i settled into a comfortable position on his desk. He went out to the garage and talked briefly to the grease monkey under the other car, and returned. When he returned to the office i had slipped my sundress straps down on both shoulders, rubbing them softly watching his strong body draw closer to me. Thanks a lot, I really appreciate what you're doing for me. One hand reached out to his and held it for a moment, squeezing gently. Then with is hand in mine i put it on my bare shoulder bending to kiss it lightly. Closing my eyes i let my other hand slid slowly up his hip and around his back drawing him closer to me sitting on the desk. He fit perfectly between my open legs.
His arms enveloped me as my warm mouth nestled in his neck.............
 
The feel of her soft flesh intoxicates me, and I quickly forget why I was even trying to resist. My hand firmly cups her heaving breast, leaving a trail of grease that contrasts the milky white of her cleavage. My fingers invade the top of her dress, finding her nipple and teasing it until it becomes a hard bud. Meanwhile, my other hand releases hers, allowing her to continue rubbing my hard cock straining inside my jeans. I let out a soft moan of pleasure as I softly pet her cheek, leaving another dark oil stain.
 
His hands are magical. I want to feel him all over me, and am frustrated that I can't.
When he releases my hand, I continue to rub his cock outside his jeans. When he feels so hard it must be painful, I slowly undo the top button, slide down the zipper and pull his cock out. He is so aroused already there is precum wetting the head. I stick out my tongue and lick it off, enjoying the salty sweet taste. I take him in my mouth, pumping in and out until he moans in pleasure.
Everywhere he touches he leaves a dark trail of grease. His hands move to the straps of my dress and slide them off my shoulders, releasing my breasts. I release his cock from my mouth and stand, allowing my dress to fall to the dirty floor.
 
"uhhh..." I moan as she takes my cock into her mouth. Both my hands massage her breasts until they're practically completely covered with my grime from working under the car all day.

Her naked body stands before me as her dress falls to the floor. Now dripping with her saliva, my cock is hungry for more attention as I step out of my jeans. I quickly grab her by the waist and spin her around, so that her chest is thrown up against the hood of a car. Her full breasts are pressed flat against the cold metal. I spread her legs with my ankle as one of my hands works its way up her thigh, the dark grease stains mixing with her own lubricant which is dripping from her waiting pussy.
 
honey, what's your name? maybe stitched on your shirt?

I wanted him so BAD!! Most of the boys I dated were just that: boys. When I saw him roll out from under the car, I knew I would do anything to have him.
He pulled me to my feet I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection in the window. I was covered in grimy streaks. Just seeing it made my pulse beat faster. He pushed me down across the hood of an old car and nudged my feet apart. The cold metal makes my nipples even harder.
His hand traced a path up my thigh and my pussy convulsed with wanting. I could feel my juices coating my thighs. In a second, I felt his cock probing for entrance. With one hard thrust, he was balls-deep and I cried out in ecstacy.
 
OOC: Oops, sorry I didn't name my character... I'll try your shirt idea.

Hearing her cry out as I thrust into her encourages me to continue thrusting deeper and harder. I take off my shirt and toss it on the hood where it lands with the gold script letters of my name, "Jason" facing upwards. With each thrust I pull almost completely out before burying my cock deep inside her again, as my hands massage her ass, spreading more grease marks. "Ohhh!" I cry out as I feel the orgasm building in my swollen balls, oblivious to who might be listening.
 
When Jason has pulled back far enough, I skillfully flip onto my back - taking him somewhat by surprise - and wrap my legs around his waist. Taking his hand, I wrap my arms around his neck.
"I want to cum with you," I whisper in his ear, nibbling his ear lobe. He walks us over to a fairly empty space on the wall and holds me against it, held up by his body and his cock. The deep penetration cause incredible sensations and I can feel my orgasm begin to wash over me like waves.
"Oh god!" I scream, "I'm cumming!!!!"
Jason's hands tighten on my hips and he buries his face between my tits as he starts pumping faster.
 
"Yes!" I cry out, thrusting deeper and harder, pinning her to the wall. Buried in her pussy, my cock explodes releasing my semen in short, powerful burts. I nuzzle my face between her full breasts as the orgasm consumes me.

My knees go weak and my body relaxes as I slowly slide her down the wall and to the floor where we collapse amidst a pile of our dirty clothes, tools, and miscellaneous auto parts. I continue massaging her greasy breasts and playing with her large, tender nipples. "I think you need some of this," I say, reaching over for a tub of hand cleaner.
 
Candi

Spent, we slide to the dirty floor of the garage.
"I think you need some of this," Jason says. I look at what he's holding and see a tub of hand cleaner. I collapse in a fit of giggles.
"I think you could use it, too, Jason."
I look down at the place where our bodies are still deliciously joined. I am liberally streaked with grease and oil, but some has rubbed off onto Jason's firmly muscled body.
"Don't you have a shower here?" I ask coyly. "I would join you..."
 
I told the mechanic not to disturb us and headed back into the office. I saw a young lady entering the garage as I closed the door but had other things on my mind. When I saw that the straps of her sundress were down, I tried to remember, were they like that when I left? no, she was playing with them before.

I moved closer and she took my hnad, kissing it as she laid it on her bare shoulder. Her other hand around my waste, pulling my into her left little room for doubt that she was as ready as I was. Her lips on my neck sent a chill up my spine and a bolt of lightning to my rapidly hardening cock. I ground myself against her as my hand slipped down the swell of her shoulder along her neck to slide between us to her snowy white breast. My fingers hooked in the top of her sundress and pulling gently, eased the top over one breast. I dropped to my knees as she sat on the desk, bringing her exposed breast to the right height to lean forward and lick, round and round the sensitive nipple before slurping it loudly into my mouth as my hands freed her other tit from its hiding place. My right hand began to slide along her smooth calf, up her thigh, headed for the V above as I take her nipple gently between my teeth, pulling on it as my tounge flicks the sensitive tip still in my mouth.

As I continued to explore her beauty, I could hear moans and sighs from the garage area. Sounds like the mechanic is "taking care of the client" as well. But I don't have time to wonder much about that with this lovely woman panting in my arms. I move back til I can let my mouth drop to follow my hands in their exploration under the hem of the sundress. As I lick and nibble my way up her inner thigh, I wait for her response.
 
I reach into the tub and pull out a large glob of the hand cleaner. "Yeah, we have a shower in back. But first you need something to get rid of the grease," I say as I smear the cleaner on her chest. "It looks like this area needs a lot of attention!" My hands massage her breasts making sure every square inch of her chest gets covered generously with the slippery goo.
 
Candi

My senses were in a riot!! Every square inch of my body was electrified from Jason's incredible fucking and now he was smearing hand cleaner all over my chest.
My nipples hardened to little buttons poking out of my chest, begging to be pinched. I reached into the cleaner and brought out a glob that I started rubbing on Jason's chest.
"It looks like you got a little messy here..." I said as I played with his nipples. The pleasurable sensations got the better of me and I leaned forward and, licking his bottom lip, sucked it into my mouth, then kissed him.
 
As our lips meet in a deep kiss I pull our slippery bodies closer. Her slimy breasts slide up and down my chest as I reach around to cup her ass, running my slick hands all over her body. Breaking the kiss, I say, "I think it's time to rinse" noticing her entire body now is pretty much covered in now dirty hand cleaner. I grab her by the hand and pull her to the bathroom and into the small shower stall. "Cozy in here, huh?" I say, our bodies pressed up against each other in the tight space. This shower wasn't really built for two. Again we kiss, my tongue parting her lips, as I reach behind my back to turn on the shower knob...
 
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