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My old black mechanic

My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere. My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow. Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car. The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would...

My old black mechanic

My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me...

After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 22 Highway to Hell

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Helena meets a decent mechanic

My sweet girlfriend Helena sounded mad when she called me.She told me she was a bit distracted while driving Jorge’s van and she had crashed another car from behind. She claimed it was her fault; but she was worried about the reaction of her loving husband when he would find out about this matter.Helena had only one and just one advantage: her loving hubby was away from town; so she could have some time to fix the matter before Jorge could knew it…I told her to calm down; I would go with her to...

Marc and the Mechanic

Marc counts the minutes as they tick by on the clock. Working Sunday shifts sits on his list of favorite things to do just under exploratory dental surgery. He calls it the slug shift. Slow and completely unproductive.Sitting in front of a blank monitor with his hands just laying on the keyboard, Marc counts his teeth; he touches the tip of his tongue to each tooth that he counts. Playing with his teeth in this manner during this dull moment he realizes that the mostly empty office smells like...

An old black mechanic

That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man got out and approached to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me under...

LESBIAN LACTATING CAR MECHANIC

Last hot summer, on a June weekend, after doing some aerobics workout at a Fitness Club, and then shopping at the nearby stores, I saw a tented area in the large parking lot of the shopping center. There was a large banner: "Free Car Care Clinic for Ladies" for minor services, questions and answers. From 9am to 3pm. The ASE certified car mechanic, a gorgeous buxom lactating Carla Lennox, was showcasing her auto mechanic skills and services. On a hot weekend, under tented area, at a nearby...

Ana treats with the mechanic

I had been dealing with that mechanic workshop through the years and knew everyone that had worked on my cars. I had also dealt with these guys personally, because I knew how they treated the women that came to their place. I did not want to get Anita exposed to that environment.I had to pick up my car after some repairs they had done; but that afternoon Ana texted me, saying she was free early and would go to see the mechanic to recover the car.I could not texted back, because my phone...

Fun with the Mechanic

Last weekend, I had a date to go out to a bar with some other CDs in another state and a 2 hour drive. I would get dressed when I got to the motel. On the way I had car trouble, but kept driving to the motel. Told the girls who were already dressed that I couldn’t go to the bar or play because I could not relax knowing my car was having problems. I was so horny because we had set this date up a few weeks ago and I had spent the day trying on my new sexy short black dress and getting ready. ...

The Ghost of Dixie Highway A Halloween Story

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The Ghost of Dixie Highway A Halloween Story

It was 1958. Route 66 was in its glory as the primary route from Chicago to Los Angeles. While still in Illinois, shortly after the road passed through Springfield, just outside the small town of McLean, you passed by what was the premier truck stop of its day, the Dixie Trucker’s Home, usually referred to as “The Dixie Truck Stop.” This nationally-known truck stop was open 24/7, 365 days of the year. The huge sign with the word “Dixie” emblazoned on what looked like pilot’s wings was visible...

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The Ghost of Dixie Highway A Halloween Story

It was 1958. Route 66 was in its glory as the primary route from Chicago to Los Angeles. While still in Illinois, shortly after the road passed through Springfield, just outside the small town of McLean, you passed by what was the premier truck stop of its day, the Dixie Trucker’s Home, usually referred to as “The Dixie Truck Stop.” This nationally-known truck stop was open 24/7, 365 days of the year. The huge sign with the word “Dixie” emblazoned on what looked like pilot’s wings was visible...

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The Devils Pact The Tyrants Daughter Chapter 14 Highway US12

Introduction: Chase and her family have entered Washington State, drawing ever closer to Mount Rainer and the confrontation with Mark and Mary. The Devils Pact, The Tyrants Daughter by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Fourteen: Highway US-12 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, July 9th, 2072 Rex Glassner Longview, WA I liked Longview, Washington. The city was built along the Columbia River right where it turned back west for the Pacific, leaving the ruins of I-5...

The Devils Pact The Tyrants Daughter Chapter 14 Highway US12

by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Fourteen: Highway US-12 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, July 9th, 2072 – Rex Glassner – Longview, WA I liked Longview, Washington. The city was built along the Columbia River right where it turned back west for the Pacific, leaving the ruins of I-5 behind. And the city of Longview liked us. They worshiped my dad. There were still statues of my dad and his wife Mary around. And a temple full of beautiful...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 2 The Highway

When my dream car suddenly appeared and came rolling down The Highway, having come through the portal a hundred yards to my right, I literally couldn't believe what I was seeing. And that's saying a lot. I'm not a regular visitor to The Highway, as it's known among those who are much more involved in it than I am. In fact, this is only my third, and probably last, visit. There are just too many other things in this world yet unvisited for me to keep returning to any one place. As...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 3 The Machine of a Dream

As I said, I sit away from the regulars, who tend to congregate nearer the further end, closer to the dirt parking lot everyone uses. I sit either in my own folding chair that I brought, or on some abandoned bleachers on the south side near the east end among people more like me. Now out of nowhere here comes this flawless powder blue 2002 Porsche 911 coasting along in neutral slowly down the middle of The Highway. I couldn't see anyone inside driving her — a car like this has to be a Her —...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 11 The Highway

Everybody has their stories about traveling on The Highway, and they're all worth listening to. That's because every one of them is different. No one ever seems to take the same journey as anyone else, even when seeking the same destination. And while some segments are so plain and deserted as to not even be worth mention, others are memorable beyond belief. Here's my list of the ones I'll never forget. The first place that really threw me was our fourth segment where we drove into a...

In Need of a Mechanic

I have this wonderful old convertible Mustang. It runs beautifully since I had been taking it in to this older man who loves old Mustangs. He recently retired and I haven't found anyone who treats my car the same way. It hasn't been into the shop for at least 6 months.It was a beautiful day in paradise and I didn't have to work. I had only plans to go to dinner with my friends at 7pm. I decided to take a drive around the island the long way, enjoy the scenery and the weather. So I dressed in...

Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway Chapter 3

Just after noon, I rolled out of the Whitehorse yard on my way south to Seattle. The two trailers I was pulling felt light compared to the ones I usually had, and that promised to make for an easy trip. A quicker trip meant that I’d be back in Whitehorse, and in Linda’s arms, that much sooner. The prospect sure didn’t break my heart any. Linda Coulter. Somehow, this young woman had managed to sneak past all the barriers and safe-guards that I’d ever put up to keep my heart from being...

Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway Chapter 1

“Summertime . . . and the living is easy . . .” Porgie and Bess. Every once in a while, I get this weird urge to listen to some of the old musicals. That might explain why I had that particular CD playing while screaming my lungs out in song . . . this time in the key of Q-flat. Shit, I can’t carry a tune, even in a plastic-lined cardboard box! But when you’re winding along the Alaska Highway at sixty-five miles an hour, who gives a shit? Anyone stupid enough to listen to a truck driver...

Debauchery With TV Mechanic

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Heavens Highway

The long stretch of road disappeared into the bruised purple sky far ahead. The sun was obscured behind thick billowing clouds, projecting endless hazy beams of burnt orange and red as the clock wound down another day of July heat. Richard adjusted his shades and stared straight ahead as the Skylark convertible cruised along the hot blacktop, smooth as a dream, twice as perfect. He had done this several times since moving into the scorched backyard of the nation. Somewhere betwixt the pillars...

BBW Highway

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Highway Slut

Donna had dinner with friends. Her best friend had told her about some website she had found. She said it was a hook-up site. Donna and the other women giggled, but were quite intrigued. Their friend told them that she created a profile and had talked to a few different men. She had arranged to meet one of the men she had talked to. She told her friends that the man she met was much younger than her. She was living the dream about being a cougar. She went on to explain that they met at a...

Highway To Heaven

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Gangbanged Off The Highway

Hi ISS readers, life, I was never the same again, after so many strange encounters. Although things came back to normal, Rohit my brother-in-law cum pimp also stopped bothering me, but now I always felt emptiness in my life. My hubby didn’t change, and he kept on going for his long tours. I was forced to look around for fun. After my rough night out with Negroes (details in an earlier story), my hubby questioned me about all the redness over my tits and butts. They had squeezed and pinched me...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 4 Going Home

I awoke the next morning with the manual lying on my chest. I'd slept better than I could remember doing in a long time now. "Good morning, Sally," I said brightly as I stepped out into the clear morning light. "By now I'd say I know all of your secrets," I commented, slipping her owner's manual and other papers back into the otherwise empty glove box. After moment's reflection I added, "But I'll bet, in truth, that I don't know any of them at all yet." The danger in talking to...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 10 Return to Origin

We made it with time to spare. Of course this was partly because of some wild — safe, but wild — driving down the Interstates. No doubt that this car loves the open highway every bit as much as the twistiest little backwoods road. We zoomed around and through trucking convoys, while I turned down every offer to race outright that we encountered. Not that I was worried about losing. Sally can top a hundred and eighty, and was more than willing to show it. I, on the other hand, decreed that...

Highway In Heels

Highway in Heels By Sabrina G. Langton This story is autobiographical. When I was 20 years old I used to drive a van for my parents from Brooklyn to Tarrytown New York once a week to drop off merchandise for retail shops in the area. I always had a full van on the way up, but on the way down the van was almost empty. It was the summer of 1985 and I was given twenty to forty dollars to make the drive. I did this for the entire summer while I was home from college. I was a...

Part 44 Queen of the Highway

Of the Adventures of John and Holly Part 44: Queen of the Highway “I can hardly believe this” I said. “I know it’s so weird.” Holly said. We both stood in the living room, blue gowns hanging down to the floor. “How did all this time pass” I said “It seems like high school was a year ago.” I stared at Holly in her gown. I was amazed at how she looked. I was just amazed at her, what she was, what she meant to me, and I to her, and how she would feel in a few hours. I imagined her face...

Lonely Stretch of Highway

He could feel the wind wrapping itself around his body as he cruised his motorcycle down the lonely stretch of highway. He could see the sun setting in the horizon and knew he found a place where he wanted to be. The motorcycle was something he had been hoping to own someday, he just didn’t realize someday would become today. He looked down to see how fast his bike was traveling and when he glanced up again, he almost didn’t see her parked along side of the road with her hood popped on her...

Highway Memories

As she drives down the highway, her mind wanders to the last time that she and her lover were together. She could still feel the first embrace of his arms, the first kiss on her lips, and the smell of him after being apart for so long. Oh how she missed him during those weeks that they could not be together. How she longed to be with him, if even for a few brief moments, but she knew the reasons why they could not be together and accepted them no matter how much it hurt her heart. She could...

Highway Game Turns Erotic

It was a beautiful fall afternoon. I was headed back home after being out of town all day long. My drive down the interstate started out innocently enough, but little did I know that before I got off the interstate I would make three men cum. I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I have always wore my shorts a little too short, my jeans a little too tight, my skirts a little too short, and my swimsuits a little too revealing. Many times I do not wear a bra when I go out, and for the...

Highway Patrol

My job as a state trooper has its occasional benefits.I’ve been a Florida Highway Patrol officer for about ten years. I used to patrol the I-4 corridor, I-95, and the Florida Turnpike in central Florida. But since I am single and they needed more surveillance in south Florida, I agreed to transfer down there.Right away I was assigned to patrol I-75 between Naples on the west coast and Fort Lauderdale on the east coast. I-75 is also known as “Alligator Alley” and the “Everglades Parkway.” It...

HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN

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Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway Chapter 2

It was almost eight hours later that my body responded to the need to relieve my aching bladder. The call made me very aware that I’d better answer it in one hell of a hurry. The warm body sleeping on my chest had me reluctant to even think about moving. I slowly and carefully extracted myself from under Linda’s warmth, not wanting to disturb her slumber. It was dark outside, which indicated that it was somewhere between 1:30 and 3:00 in the morning. If I got my ass in gear, we’d be in...

Highway H

--- Despite numerous learning disabilities and near total lack of reasoning (she's with me isn't she?), Maggie gets by quite well outside the group home where she spend her first two adult years. Aunt Beth is slowly teaching her to cook and I even teach her a few things that aren't sexually orientated. Recently, when I bought her a candy bar, I told her about Hershey PA and the factory and amusement park. I only knew what I'd read about it, since I had never bothered to stray on...

A Desolate Stretch of Highway

This is the story of how my sexual good fortune reached its crescendo on a busy stretch of highway between Los Angeles and Las Vegas, in a vehicle traveling over 70 miles per hour. The boundaries that separate life’s ultimate erotic adventures and personal danger are sometimes blurred, and either consciously or subconsciously we all determine how far we’re willing to push the sexual envelope beyond that dividing line. In the heat of the moment most people probably don’t even realize that...

Wrong stop in the Highway

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Sex With Friends Husband On Highway

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Love on the HighwayChapter 3

Just after noon, I rolled out of the Whitehorse yard on my way south to Seattle. The two trailers I was pulling felt light compared to the ones I usually had, and that promised to make for an easy trip. A quicker trip meant that I'd be back in Whitehorse, and in Linda's arms that much sooner. Linda Coulter. Somehow, this young woman had managed to sneak past all the barriers and safe-guards that I'd ever put up to keep my heart from being trampled on. A part of this realization scared me,...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 9 Sightseeing Near and Far Away

I didn't head back home. The Map told me I still had eight days to get Sally back to The Highway, and I wanted her to see a few sights I really like before she left me. I headed us west into the Golden State, and then north to Yosemite. A week earlier I'd burned some mix CD's of driving music. I started out with East Bound and Down, my favorite drive-fast song, along with Wild Thing, which I remember from a movie where at trucker played it as he cleared out a bridge of blocking...

my hot mechanic

It was a monday afternoon, the sun was out but I was tired and frustrated after not having sex for weeks. But my car was going in for a service, and the good thing about that was, my hot mechanic Mike. Gorgeous, with a firm body, he drove me wild. Id never told him how much he told me on, just behaved like a good girl, but the fantasies I’d had, him bending me over and taking me then and there. I left and arrived at the garage, wearing a skirt, black bra visable through my tight white vest...

my hot mechanic

It was a monday afternoon, the sun was out but I was tired and frustrated after not having sex for weeks. But my car was going in for a service, and the good thing about that was, my hot mechanic Mike. Gorgeous, with a firm body, he drove me wild. Id never told him how much he told me on, just behaved like a good girl, but the fantasies I'd had, him bending me over and taking me then and there.I left and arrived at the garage, wearing a skirt, black bra visable through my tight white vest top,...

Service from Highway Mechanc 8211 Part 5

Hi All, read previous parts before proceeding to this final part. We had an eventful night and multiple rounds of great fucking. It made both of us exhausted. As we slept naked under one blanket, I could feel the warmth of a young body. It was still raining slowly outside, which I could hear from the adjacent room’s tin shade. I don’t remember when I slipped into a deep sleep. I woke up by my morning alarm at 5 AM. I put it off without opening my eyes and slept again. My phone rang again at...

The Highway Girl

The sun was beating down off the old black State highway. Outside must have been nearly a hundred degrees. Inside the Audi A4, the AC vents blew a cool hard seventy over Glenn's knuckles, as the speedometer flirted with ninety miles per hour. His eyes scanned the sides of the road for the telltale glint of sunlight from a cop's waiting roof-rack, but out here in the sticks there wasn't much worry. He stepped a little harder on the gas, daring himself to get her up into triple digits.Glenn loved...

Changing cars in the highway

I was driving back home that afternoon, in the middle of nowhere.My sweet wife was by my side. I had attended a boring conference at Tampa and had dropped Anita three days ago at Orlando, so that she could spend some time with her dear girlfriend Ursula.Now on the way back, I picked up Ana again.My wife looked horny; I asked her about her nice visit; but she said she had bored a lot and had missed my cock a lot…She looked at me, saying she wanted to stop anyplace at this long highway, to fuck...

Renaming a Highway

Renaming a Highway By shalimar I went because he was my cousin. I didn't believe that I would ever have the strength to see the location where he probably died. According to my elders the whole family had to be there, just like the old days when we had family gatherings. I was only his third cousin but I still was required to be a part of history on the day the state of Mississippi would officially dedicate a part of the highway after him. I dressed as I usually...

Wife Turned Highway Slut

My wife is on the conservative side when it comes to dressing, skirts knee length, blouses not too low cut. She 35, with great legs, a good figure and 36C boobs. I have tried to get her to open up a little, even got her shared with a neighbor a while back, but that is another story. I have always fantasized her with a stranger, but the situation never really presented itself, until last month.Now, my wife will get, what I call, all sexed up when we make love, dark stockings, garter belt, see...

Highway Patrol

The roar of the engine filled the early morning desert air as the canary yellow 1996 Viper convertible raced down the empty highway. The young woman at the wheel paid no attention to the tableau around her as it hurried past. Her mind was on much more important matters. To anyone who owned a television, the young redhead's face was instantly recognizable. Right after, that was, they stopped looking at the long smooth, tanned legs that stretched out from her white shorts and the overflowing...

Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 7 Conscience Calling

Time for a moment of Truth — and that's Truth with the big "T". I had let my enthusiasm overrun my good sense. Another Truth is that I really knew better. In fact, I'd really known better right from the beginning. That's why I'd tried so hard to find this car's true owner. I would have given her over in an instant to anyone who could show a valid claim. The intoxication came afterwards. Now I had the hangover. My conscience ached. Whether or not this was even the Sally I envisioned,...

Highway HardOn

Highway driving gets boring. Long stretches of turnpike don't demand much concentration, so my mind always wanders to its favorite subject --- sex! In the summer, my wandering mind is aided by the view: single guys in sports cars and pickups, most driving shirtless, with one tanned arm out the window. I drive one-handed myself, but my free arm isn't out the window; my hand is gently rubbing my crotch as I fantasize. Sometimes I catch a smile from a passing guy, but even if I follow him, it...

The Mechanic

The light on the dashboard wouldn’t go out, its presence a sour reminder of how knackered her old Fiesta was. She’d asked a couple of male friends what it was, and the answers weren’t encouraging. “Get it to the garage Faith,” they said. “It might be something and nothing, a valve sticking, but it might be something serious.” And so it was, after work on a rainy Wednesday afternoon, Faith came to drive onto the forecourt of the garage. The mechanic was called Derek, and he was an old friend of...

Me and the Mechanic

(Sorry guys for my bad english, not my best language)Hope you like it guys!!!*************************************************************Matthew has always been a good mechanic. Always kind to everyone. I always took my car to repair there. We've already had long chats about everything, including sex. Days ago, coming home under heavy rain, my car made a strange noise. Being near the car repair shop, I decided to stop by, the door is half open and I saw no one in the service area. I got off...

The good assistance of a black mechanic

That Tuesday everything had gone real bad for me.My loving husband was away for a full week; I had had a severe quarrel with my girlfriend Helena and my Boss had told me I was a useless bitch…To say it had been a perfect shit day, my car went dead in the middle of nowhere, just ten minutes after leaving the office.I called for a tow and sat down on a nearer coffee shop to wait.Two hours later a truck arrived and an old black man greeted me, and he started to check my car.The black man was not...

The Mechanic

The light on the dashboard wouldn’t go out, its presence a sour reminder of how knackered her old Fiesta was. She’d asked a couple of male friends what it was, and the answers weren’t encouraging. “Get it to the garage Faith,” they said. “It might be something and nothing, a valve sticking, but it might be something serious.”And so it was, after work on a rainy Wednesday afternoon, Faith came to drive onto the forecourt of the garage. The mechanic was called Derek, and he was an old friend of...

Naughty Mechanic

Have you ever had one of those days when absolutely nothing went right? Well today, I thought was going to be one of those days. It was an extremely hot August day. The temperature was at least 98 degrees and climbing. So without hesitation, I decided to head for the beach. So I put on my bikini, grabbed my beach towel, suntan oil, and proceeded to my car. As I was headed to my destination, my temperature gauge of my car began to climb into the red. So immediately I pulled over, climbed out,...

The Mechanic

My name is Bruce, I am one of those mobile mechanic chaps you call out when something goes wrong with your car. You get to meet a nice variety of people, some good some not so, with some very good looking ladies thrown in as well, which make it nice. A lot of the clientele are people you see a couple of times a year for a car service so you get to know some of them quite well. I hadn’t had that much in the way of action for a long time. I had split with my wife a few years before and now I...

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