Driver who finally gets to work with one of his dream cars. Drive her round, scratch her up then gently nurse her back to health in the garage.
It’s late at night, he’d told his boss he’s working overtime to make sure this car gets back out as soon as he can get it but really it’s so he can be alone with her.
Running his hands over the hood of the car, feeling the cool metal under his fingertips, walking around to get a good look at her in whole. He’d open the trunk, close it again, fiddle with the handle just to get a real feel for this pretty lady in front of him.
Driver who keeps checking for the security cameras he knows he shut off so he could have some privacy. He’s obviously hard as a rock, tugging at his trousers when he crouches down to get a better look at the detailing on the car.
His subtle adjustments of his erection turns into slowly stroking himself over trousers, circling his finger over the rim of the exhaust pipe wondering if he could slip his cock in there. No. He wouldn’t that do. This wasn’t his to appreciate, to love. But god did he want to.
Driver who’s unzipping and pulling out his leaky dick, rubbing it against the license plate, feeling all the bumps on his sensitive tip while he whines, not allowing himself to fully give in, just to get a taste of what he wanted.
But this was his dream car. A car he’d had the wettest dreams over, woke up sticky and dazed over because of. Surely he was allowed to have a little fun with it…right?
His hands fumbling for his back pocket, they’re shaking with excitement as he pulls his wallet out and slips a condom from it. Not something he kept on him usually but at the word he’d be getting to work on this beauty he couldn’t help himself but have a little hope he’d land in this position.
Driver who slowly pulls the condom on, gently rubbing a gloved hand over the trunk of the car, mumbling in his soft sweet voice to her.
“You look so beautiful..”
He’d slowly slip into the cool metal pipe that’d been sitting waiting for him, a sigh of relief slipping out of him as he fits snuggly in. A soft groan falling out of him while he settles into the feeling.
It’s everything he’s ever imaged, she’s a beautiful cherry red, her pipe feels beautiful around his cock, he’s got her all to himself.
Driver who slowly rocks into the exhaust pipe, careful not to rock his beauty too much, careful not to hurt her. His hands caress the sides of the car, gently running his fingers over the lights as he rocks into her.
His breath foggy on the shiny paint of the car, he wipes away the condensation on the metal and mumbles a soft ‘sorry baby’ to her afterwards.
Driver who fights back tears as he fucks into the car, she’s rocking back and forth with him each time, he’s apologising the whole time for how rough he’s handling her. He’s telling her he’s just been so desperate to get his hands on someone as gorgeous as her and praising her for how well she’s handling his cock.
Driver who presses his face hard into the metal of the car, pressing gently kisses to her trunk as his hips spasm and he fills the condom while buried deep inside of her pipe. Tears are rolling down his face, he’s apologising and thanking her for being so nice.
And as he pulls out, he sees just how damn much he came, the rubber is full to the brim, he smiles.
“Maybe I can convince them I need another night t’ work on you”
