Scrap Yard Dream

It was a sunny Tuesday afternoon and Mike didn't mind at all that his boss had sent him to the scrap yard to find parts to fix up an old car he wanted to sell.

He walked through the scrap yard looking for a 1989 Beretta. He spotted a red Beretta in the distance, and noticed that there was another deal seeker wearing a blue mechanic's coat and a baseball cap. As he got closer he realised that this was a woman. He had to get closer to find out for sure. It was unheard of to run into a woman in a scrap yard.

She was looking at the Beretta, when he wished her a good day.

She let out a small screech. He apologised for having surprised and scared her. She introduced herself as Cassandra and asked if he came here often. He told her he did, but that he'd never run into a woman as beautiful as her ever in any scrap yard.

With that Cassandra took off her cap and let her long blond fall down on her shoulders. Mike found himself wanting to just push her against a car and do her on the spot.

She must have felt the same as she was unbuttoning her coat to reveal a small tight T-shirt, under which was some nice knockers, and baggy mechanic's pants. She leaned against a 1982 Impala, took out some cigarettes from her pocket and offered him one. He couldn't refuse and he went to lean next to her on the car.

She moved closer to him and he could smell her perfume mixed with the scent of her sweat. It smelt just wonderful. He passed his hand in her hair asking her if it ever got in the way when working with a car. She smiled and told him she usually tied it up or wore caps.

She then put her hand on his leg, very close to his dick, which was getting harder by the second. It wasn't long that it nudged her hand through the fabric. Thank god he was wearing boxers, so he was comfortable.

They finished their cigarettes, and she lied on top of the hood of the impala, legs opened suggestively. He sat on the hood of the car, and undid the belt holding her pants. He undid the buttons on the top half of his mechanics one-piece suit, and pulled his dick out of his boxers. He pulled down her pants and took them off on one leg, along with her underwear.

He then put on a rubber, before licking her clit a few times, and spreading lots of saliva on her pussy. He just fucked her there in the open in the far end of the scrap yard in the middle of the afternoon. What a sensation that was. He wondered if there were surveillance cameras on the lot and if that little weird man in the office at the gate of the yard was watching him fuck Cassandra good and proper.

He'd fucked in a car before many times, but never on a car. It was an experience he wasn't about to forget.

While he fucked her, she pulled up her T-shirt and revealed her C cup breasts. He couldn't resist sucking at them, and when he didn't he noticed that she was pinching them.

A few minutes later, she started calling his name "Mikey, oh Mikey". He knew she was coming good and proper. Hearing his name like that in a totally sultry voice got him off.

Then in the background heard someone yelling "Roger, par ici". he quickly put his dick back in his boxers, and put the top back on of his coveralls, while she put her mechanics coat on, to hide herself putting everything back on

They were back to normal, except for a telltale spot on the hood of the Impala, where it was less dusty.

They casually moved away from the Impala towards the same direction as the voices came from, just as he spotted the perfect Beretta. She told him at which garage she worked and told him to drop by to say hi sometime.

On Friday Mike asked my boss if he could leave half an hour early. He just had to see Cassandra in action at work. He figured he'd get there just a few minutes before closing. He got there 5 minutes to six, and the boss tried to shoo him out, telling him to come back the next day. Mike told him he had a few quick questions for Cassandra. So he let Mike in. She was working on a car, trying to finish up as soon as possible. She smiled when she saw him and asked if he could let her finish. Then she'd be with him. So Mike found a seat. Soon the boss left, telling Cassandra to lock up after she was finished this job.

About 5 minutes later, she arrives in the office, client in suit, and tallies up his bill. He noticed that she had taken her hat off.

The client left and she locked the door behind him. She went back into the garage and told him to follow. She showed him the car she was working on. It was a beauty. He went down in the pit look underneath the car, and she told him she'd be back. A few minutes later while he was still examining the car she joined him in the pit. She was holding the front of the coveralls she was wearing. When she got in front of Mike, he realised it was unbuttoned and she opened it up in front of him. She was stark naked. He guessed she had gone to remove her clothing before coming down to join him.

She undid the zipper of him jeans, Then she put her hands around his waist and pulled him towards the pit stairs. She sat in the second step and pulled down his jeans a little bit. Then she pulled down his boxers a bit, so to free his cock. It was standing at attention. She rubbed it against her face, tousled her hair around it, and then rubbed it against her neck and chest, almost as if she was masturbating herself with his dick. Then she grabbed it with both hands and started sucking him. Mike thought it felt good being sucked like this, so close again to being caught. If he were just a little bit higher, any passer by could see what they were doing from the glass doors of the garage.

Just as he was on the verge to come she stopped. He was kind of disappointed, but she chose this moment to remove her coveralls and put them over the first 3 steps. There was a sight: a naked woman on the stairs leading to the pit. A mechanics dream.

She knelt so to present him her butt. Nice butt it was too. He kissed it a few times and put on a condom. He licked her pussy a few times, back and forth, from her clit to her asshole. He noticed that each time he went to her asshole she whimpered. He tongued the inside of her cunt and that got her really going. He knew this was the right time to put it in. At the same time he wet his index finger and put it up her ass while Mike fucked her. With the other hand he was stimulating her clit. She let out a scream, and he shot his load inside of her. He pulled out holding the condom, and she stayed in the position she was in showing him her ass, and he could see her lips totally red and engorged with blood. Mike couldn't help but think it was a mouth watering sight.

This mechanic chick was something else. They often met in scrap yards and made a point of never having sex on the same model/same year car twice, and they have been caught once or twice, by men who gave Mike a high five and told him to continue while they watched the show. And Cassandra would make a point of being loud just to make them horny as all hell.

August 29, 1999

Jessica Lovecraft