Pistons
When a car needs some fixing, so do the mechanics who do the job!
Mechanics. For a decent pay, they fix your car. Stroll in, let them and their machines do the work, and pay them. Not too shabby a lifestyle. Well, for two workers at the station, it just got better.
Greg, a cougar man that works at an auto shop, experienced this 'better' day. He looked impressive in size, with the muscle tone from the metal he works with. His partner is a leaner impala man named Dan. Today, they were only dirty from trying to fix a lovely lady jaguar's coupe. Her name is Trina. She is a formal businesswoman, who looked attractive and classy, dressing clean and sharp as her career demands.
One rainy day before the shop closed, Trina was taxied to their shop to pick up her car for tomorrow's work day. She walked in and asked the mechanics for her car. They brought it down from the lift.
Greg said, "Well, Ma'am. You needed a new set of brake calipers; that caused the grinding noise. Here's your car."
She nodded to him and said, "Thank you. Okay see you soon."
They nodded back to her, but in a curious manner.
Greg said, "Okay, V6. See you then."
She eyed him, then smiled, as she pulled out of the garage and on to home. Greg and Dan got to their car.
On her way home, Trina was a few streets away from home, and she looked into her rear-view, noticing how a car was following her, since she left. She grew a little tense at this, so she took another direction home. The car stopped following her and she continued. When she got to her home, she pulled up on the driveway and got out of her car. Little did she know that there was the follower across the street watching her enter the house.
As she got in, she sighed from the almost-insignificant ordeal. She brushed it off and went to her living room to sit down and rest over some TV.
The doorbell rang. She got up from her seat, cocked her head curious to see who rang. She opens the door to find Greg and Dan looking at her.
"Ma'am, we forgot to tell you. There was one more thing about the car you should know."
She perked slightly and asked, "But if it's fixed now, why does it matter?"
They replied, "So it won't happen again." Greg held his hand out and showed a broken bolt.
She nodded and said, "Okay, tell me more. Come inside, it's a bad day."
She walked them in, and she closed the door. She led them to the dining room table and talked over more about the car.
Trina nodded comprehensively, "Oh okay, I understand it now. That's why."
Greg and Dan nodded. They looked at her again, before she spoke up about anything. They liked how pretty she looked. They liked her feline shape, her tail, legs, and even before following her, the way her rump sways walking.
She looked at them. She did not think as raunchy of them as they did of her. She did like their muscle tone. A nice-looking cougar and impala pair, she thought.
Greg said lastly, "Okay, V6. We're off. Best luck with your car."
Greg and Dan got up from their seat and waved, but she stopped them and asked, "Why do you call me V6?"
As fast as she asked, Greg answered jokingly, "Because you can hold my 'piston' in 'six valves'. One in the front, two in the back, both hands, and the mid-"
Dan slapped and held his hand to Greg's mouth to shut it.
She eyed them with a snicker. "Hm, you boys like me, huh?"
Dan let his hand down from Greg's mouth and they agreed, "Yeah... Kinda..."
She perked and said, "Kinda? Why not definitely? Come..." She led them to the living room.
The boys were wondering what Trina was up to. It did seem kinky for them. It was definitely kinky for her.
She stopped in the middle of the room by the sofa and asked the boys, "Okay, boys... Wanna do me hard?"
They nodded with wide glowing eyes. She started with her hands gliding down her curved sides, then pulling off her shirt and bra. The boys dropped their drooling tongues. She licked her hand and rubbed one of her boobs. She could see their boners coming through their pants already.
Trina said sexily, "Come on, lover boys. Take it off..."
Greg and Dan both took off their pants and dropped them to the floor. They were completely erect. Trina took off her skirt, and she was completely naked, too. She knelt down and crawled to Greg's cougar stiff.
She asked Dan, "You. Do my tight ass for me."
He got behind her real fast.
Before anything, she began to kiss Greg's balls and stroked his dick. She licked along the bottom of his sack, then up along his cock shaft, then kissed under the tip of his penis. She teethed and suckled on his penis head, then engorged the whole of his dick down her throat and began the up-down along his cock, in and out of her throat the whole way. Greg grabbed her head with both hands and helped her, going into her mouth very little pelvic movement. He liked how it felt like he was fucking her mouth.
Danny grabbed some lube on Trina's coffee table. He greased up his rod until it sopped of the lube. He gripped onto her butt cheeks and rubbed his cock on her tailhole. He saw how she already began to blow Greg, so he would begin now. He rubbed a little more on her tiny hole. It felt real fucking good to him, how his impala penis caressed her tiny hole.
He boned enough to get in her hard, but rather, he reared up and slowly penetrated her ass. He crept his poker deeper and deeper into her butt hole. When he made it so far in her ass that he couldn't push any farther, he backed up and went in her a little faster. His speed climbed with each push, and so did her moaning, but Greg's penis plugged her mouth.
Well, our lubed impala man was cleaning a jaguar lady's tailpipe, and that jaguar lady was siphoning a cougar man in the living room, and they were bare naked. What a lovely image. An overly horny trio, they can be called. Well, like Greg said: Trina had the valves for their pistons. And, their engine-like sex was rising with raunchy heat, sparking with sexy loving. However, the fun was about to end as itself. Greg and Dan felt it coming.
Greg nudged her head off of his penis and masturbated himself.
"Stay open! Taste my leak!" He stroked real fast, and he spat a quality puddle of warm sperm all over her face. A lot of it did get in her mouth. She gulped it and wiped off the rest of his semen off her face. She then licked her semen-soaked hand clean.
Dan was thrusting very fast at this point. The lube made him able to screw her tight orifice with clean speed. He felt his orgasm get stronger, too. He took his dick out and stroked for only mere seconds until he exploded his impala jizz all over her back.
Both boys groaned from the pleasure, and Trina just laid down on the floor, relieved from getting butt-fucked hard and sucking Greg.
Off from this scene, a voice goes, "CUT! Okay people, that was a good shot! That's a wrap. Pack it up."
To the side, the director mumbled, "Maybe we can throw in another four men, make it like an engine thing..."
The actors and crew got their pleasured selves up and cleaned themselves off. Trina went to get the spooge off of her. Greg and Dan went to wash off their cocks. Thus ends another day for our porn stars.