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My name is Mike and I’m an ASE certified mechanic for a local Ford dealership. I’ve been tinkering around with cars ever since I was a kid. As long as I can remember it was something that my Dad and I always did together and I was able to turn my hobby around into a pretty good paying job. I have been divorced for about six months. My cunt sucking wife left me for some butch bitch she met online. It really bothered me at first but the more I thought about it the more I was glad it was over. We really never did click like most people.
Being a workaholic doesn't really help me much with relationships. My friends are always trying to set me up but I rarely go on a second date with any of those money hungry bitches. Personally I just wasn’t up to being in a relationship, not after the crap my wife pulled on me. Up until about eight months ago I had been hitting it with an older married lady. Lucy is one of our car saleswomen that I work with. We get together after work at my apartment. We were nothing but good fuck buddies. She was not getting her share at home and I needed some pussy that wasn't attached to an emotional nutjob female that wasn't trying to fuck me over. It was a really good deal for us both because it was truly amazing animal sex. That is at first anyway.
Soon she was just laying back and supplying me with her stretched out used up cunt. Grinding her clit until she got off and wanting to call it all good. Her blow jobs were becoming half assed or nonexistent and her D cup tits seemed to sag to her knees some days. Hell I still continue to fuck her, but a lot less often. Lucy, or "Loosey" as I like to call her is crazy about my big fat cock and she will actually beg me to fuck her if we go more than a couple of weeks without fucking.
So a while back my sister Angie gives me a call. She’s a social worker for the local Catholic Charities where she helps single moms and abused women get back on their feet. She had a client, a single mother with no job with a three year old child and an 8 month infant. She could place her in a training program but her car wasn’t running and she needed it fixed. Angie begged and pleaded with me to help her out this one time. I agreed to at least go and look at this lady’s Ford Escort.
I pulled into the housing project where this girl Joleen lived. It wasn’t hard to spot the run down Escort and parked next to it. I suspected before even talking to her that it was basically neglected. I knocked on her door and was greeted by a short sexy punky little girl just over five foot tall, maybe a hundred and thirty pounds or so, not really fat but not a skinny thing either. She had this ridiculous short bright orange hair and a nose ring. As we talked about her car I could hear her baby crying in the background and her little dirty faced son was hanging on to her leg. She finally grabbed the keys and carried her son out to the car for me to have a look.
When I turned it over the engine just groaned. After jumping it, the car finally started it was obvious that the timing was really off. This was going to be a small project and I did not feel safe working on it in her parking lot after dark so I called a buddy who owned a tow truck and asked for a favor. A couple hours later back at home with it in my garage. I stood there wondering what the hell had my sister gotten me into? I set about tearing into it for a couple hours before calling it a night. It needed a tune up and I managed to get that done fairly easily. I took it for a test drive and soon found out that the brakes were shot. Not just squeaking but grinding badly. It was late so I parked the car and shuffled off to bed. The next day I called and got some used rotors and bought the rest of the parts at cost from work. For a little less than four hundred bucks I had the car back up and running pretty good. The damn thing was also on empty so I put a twenty into the tank on the way and delivered her dirty blue Escort.
When I got there she was really ecstatic that it was running. She reluctantly asked how much it cost. When I told her almost four hundred bucks the chick went pale white. The look was priceless. She offered to pay me a little at a time. “It’s ok,” I said since it was a favor for my sister. “I don’t expect any money from you. Just do me a favor and take better care of it and Angie doesn’t want to hear about you not making it to training.”
I asked her for a lift back home and but she suggested I stay for a beer first. “At least come in for a beer, I think I have one in the fridge you can drink,” she said as she closed the door behind me.
I followed her to the kitchen, glancing around seeing the house was a complete mess; her baby boy still hanging on her leg. I opened the fridge and sure enough there was a beer, actually there was almost a full twelve pack. They are never too broke to get a buzz I thought. While I stood there drinking the beer, she was shoving a bottle in the baby's mouth in the playpen and put a DVD in the player for the toddler. I downed the last of my beer, and she pulled two more from the fridge.
“Come on back here,” she said leading me into the single bedroom. “How about a tip for doing the work at least?” she said as she tugged down the zipper of my pants. In a flash, she was on her knees sucking my dick and stroking my shaft. “Mmmmm, it’s so big. I like ‘em big,” she moaned with a naughty smile. She worked her top off and I pinched and tugged on her tits through her bra. I managed to undo it as she began to deep throat my dick. I have to admit that she was well on her way to giving me the best blow job I had in a long time.
She worked the straps free off her arms and looked up at me while she continued to suck my dick. Her wild bright orange hair and nasty looking nose ring made me even stiffer. Joleen stood up, undid her pants and wiggled her ass a few times and stepped out of them. Her big C cup tits sagged from nursing her kids. She sat on the edge of the bed, spread her legs and fingered her clit. “Come on,” she teased inviting me to fuck her. I stood there looking at the young mother for a second and asked if she had a condom. She shook her head and said no, pulling my dick closer to her cunt.
I slammed my uncovered dick into her cunt and all I could think was I hope to God she is clean! Thank goodness I had gotten a vasectomy when I was married so I knew I didn’t have to worry about kids. As my fat dick slammed in and out of her tight fuck hole, I noticed the scars of the C-section on her belly. This was the tightest pussy I had the pleasure of in a long time and it felt so good wrapped around my dick. I pounded her hard thinking if I was going to risk disease I was going to make it good. She rocked and rubbed her clit against the base of my dick as I slammed in deep and hard. She held my ass tight and talked dirty, telling me how she wanted me to fuck her tight pussy, how she hadn’t had a cock since the baby was born and she needed it bad. I had never heard such a wild filthy mouthed tramp until now.
Her finger nails dug into my ass and gripped my ass hard. Her flat, saggy tits bounced all over the place with each hard deep thrust. Suddenly I felt my balls tighten and my dick hardened and hot thick cum shot out of my cock. I dumped shot after shot of infertile cum into this orange haired slut. As my balls emptied into her cunt, she rubbed against my dick yelling and moaning and cumming, begging me to keep fucking her pussy, to fill it with more my creamy cum. It was then I realized what she was doing. She was fishing for a man with a job. She had her pussy net set and was working me for an eighteen year paycheck. I lit up inside at the prospect of hitting this regularly for a little while. When I was done I pushed her back to her knees and had her suck me clean before calling a cab for a ride home.
As I was leaving Joleen asked me if I wanted to come back Friday night for another beer after work. I agreed and came back Friday night and two three times a week for a couple of months but I still fucked Lucy regularly also. It just amazed me how one pussy could be so stretched out and the other so fucking tight. It reminded me of an old joke, "The worst pussy I ever had was fucking fantastic!" And Goddam if, Joleen couldn't suck a mean dick. I didn't understand how a young single girl knew how to suck a cock like that.
Anyway like all good things, Joleen came to an end after we had been fucking for about 10 weeks. One night after I came over she broke the news to me. I had gotten her pregnant. I just laughed at her, “You fucking dumb slut! I had a vasectomy eight years ago and if you’re pregnant, well it sure as hell isn’t mine. If you’re dumb enough to ask for a blood test go ahead but the daddy is someone else. Probably some broke bastard just like yourself, you stupid breeder.” And out I walked leaving her crumpled up and crying in her bed knowing she had fucked up, fucked up bad.
I was back to fucking my Lucy but I called my sister Angie and told her how good it felt to help out that single mom and I would be willing to help out with other needy single moms with their cars if she needed. I could afford the time if they could help with the some of the parts. My sis is the best because now I have three poor pussies I can fuck anytime I want and there are more waiting to get their cars fixed. So that is what I do; I fix them and then I fill them. Oh yeah, it seems to me that the young poor chicks really know how to fuck the best and all of them are hunting for a man with a job. Stupid cunts they are. Spread their legs for the hope of a man with a job. Let me know if you need your car fixed, and I will turn my crank for you.
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