Her flame-red hair was in a pony-tail and stuck out through the back opening of the ball cap she wore. It wagged as she moved, like the tail on a happy dog, brushing the tops of her shoulders. I watched as she bent over the fender of the 1963 Impala in an attempt to loosen the distributor, her slender body stretched out as she reached into the engine bay.

Wonder what she looks like without those coveralls on?

The blue coveralls were pulled tight to her ass outlining her curvy little cheek bottoms. They were usually loose and covered her fully, giving no indication of her shape and curves, but she somehow still looked sexy in them. She was on her tip-toes when she finally succeeded, and let out a groan as she stood up. 

I wonder if she sounds like that in bed?

 I pictured her on her back, legs spread, groaning in orgasm. My cock stirred at the image.

"Ok, that's loose. What now?" she asked. "Hey... are you listening?"

"Sorry, just thinking. Now check and adjust the timing like I showed you."

I watched as she proceeded, ensuring she did everything safely and properly, and was pleased with how fast she learned. Most students are not familiar with classic cars these days, and it is the best place to start the ones with interest in them. She had interest, good skills, and knowledge. She had managed to keep her old worn-out Mustang on the road. Damn good for a twenty-year-old girl.

"OK, I'm all done," she proudly announced with a big smile.

She has such a great smile.

"Good job, runs like a top," I praised.

God, her lips are so full...pouty.

"Well, we can call it a day if you like, the guys are heading home," I offered.

"Could I bring my car in and see what's leaking before we go home?" she asked.

I looked at my watch -almost five-thirty - before answering and looked up to see her giving me a pouty face and puppy-dog eyes.

Those lips, those eyes... 

"Yeah, sure. Bring it in and we will take a look."

She leaned up and kissed me on the cheek.

"You're the best, Big Guy," she giggled as she ran to the parking lot.

With the car on the lift, we quickly found a loose clamp and fixed her issue. Once done, she opened the trunk of her car and pulled out a small cooler.

"Let me buy you a beer, Big Guy," she offered as she opened the cooler and removed two cans.

"Let me lock up first," I replied.

I returned to the shop to find her removing her coveralls. As they fell away, her shoulders were revealed, then her back, then her perfect little ass. She was wearing a muscle shirt and a pair of thin jogging shorts under her coveralls. The shorts barely covered her little cheek bottoms, just showing them, and her firm tits were visible through the large openings of her shirt.

Wow... she is fucking hot!

Her arms, shoulders, and legs were covered in tattoos. Some multi-colored, some black, a real mix of styles and designs. She undid her pony-tail and shook her red hair out, letting it fall loose on her shoulders. She turned and gave me a big smile along with the beer.

Wow.

"That feels better," she said as she leaned her head back and drained her beer.

Trickles of liquid escaped from the corner of her mouth and dribbled down her chin. She smiled as she wiped it up with her finger and put it in her mouth. My cock hardened. She pulled another can from the cooler and cracked it open. She could see me checking her out, realizing that I had never seen her out of her coveralls.

”Do you like my tattoos?” she asked as she put her arms out.

”Very cool,” I answered, ”can I check them out?”

”Sure, ” she giggled, ”take a look.”

I looked closely along her arms and shoulders as I slid my hand along her skin, touching her hot flesh, my fingers running over each tattoo.

"Very hot," I said with a smile, "sexy."

She smiled back and tossed her hair, "I'm a pin-up model as well."

"Really?" I asked. "Like the calendar girls?"

"Yes, but no calendars yet, just online stuff for some magazines and a website."

”So, any others hidden away?" I teased.

She stepped back, smiled, and lifted the shirt over her head.

”Check them out, ” she offered as she tossed the shirt on the hood of the car.

Her firm tits jutted out, pink nipples on white flesh. She turned slowly, arms in the air, exposing herself to me. I took it all in, enamoured by her beauty, her youth, and the ink. 

”Wow, beautiful,” I praised.

”Me... Or my tattoos?” she asked teasingly as she gave me pouty look.

”You... and your tattoos,” I replied, ”are very impressive.”

”Thanks,” she giggled. ”I have a few more... If you are interested in seeing them.”

”I am very interested,” I said with a grin.

”You first,” she stated. ”Let me see yours.”

I undid and removed my shirt as she finished her beer and tossed the can aside. She stepped closer and looked me over, running her fingers through my greying chest hair, stopping at the small tattoo over my heart. She smiled as her fingers traced over the little heart with a wrench.

”Cute,” she said as she looked up into my eyes, ”let's see the rest."

I kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants and shorts. I stepped out of them and stood up with my cock sticking out and slowly turned in front of her. She gave me a sly smile as I faced her again and her eyes dropped to the hardened meat in front of her.

”Wow, nice package, Big Guy... suits your name,” she giggled.

”Thanks, but no more ink, I’m afraid.”

”That’s cool,” she said. ”I have enough for both of us.”

She reached out and took my cock in her hand. She stared at it as her hand slowly stroked it’s length, feeling the hard shaft throb, She tried to wrap her fingers around it.

”So thick,” she whispered. ”And hard like steel.”

”Thanks to you,” I replied. ”You turn me on something fierce.”

She looked up me with a big smile and blazing green eyes. She kept her eyes on mine as she dropped to her knees and ran her tongue over the swollen purplish head. She licked along the shaft, her tongue swirling, and licked the pearly drops from the tip. Her mouth covered the throbbing head and pushed down the hard shaft. She sucked slowly, her eyes still on mine, and put her hands on my balls. She lifted and squeezed my heavy sack as she sucked, making me moan.

She pulled away and looked at me, drool on her chin, "Fuck, you have a nice cock."

"Glad you like it. Keep sucking, see if you take it all." 

She grinned and took me deep. She gagged and pulled away, then tried again. This time she managed to get most of it down and started to slowly work up and down on my throbbing meat. With a gurgle, she pushed her nose into my pelvic bone and took me in the throat. She held herself there before pulling back and doing it again.

”Oh, fuck yeah, suck me slow,” I moaned. "Take the whole thing."

She slowly deep-throated my cock, taking all of it each stroke, and I felt the pressure building. The sight of her flame red hair surrounding her pretty face as she sucked my cock was highly erotic.

Fuck, she turns me on!

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," I groaned.

She kept sucking as my cock burst into her mouth, huge spurts of cum going down her throat as she swallowed the whole load of hot cream. I moaned as she kept sucking on my cock, draining it empty. She pulled away, swallowed, and grabbed my cock with her hand. She giggled as she shook it, the fat head flailing around, and grinned at me.

I helped her up and kissed her as she pulled her shorts off. I pushed her against the car, dropped to my knees, and spread her legs. Her bare, smooth pussy was soaking wet as my tongue traveled the length of her juicy slit. I ate her hot pussy with gusto, loving the taste and feel of her. She squealed as I sucked her clit.

”Ohhh, eat my fucking pussy, make me fucking cum,” she snarled as she pulled my hair.

”That’s it... that’s it... fuck yeah,” she moaned as she came on my face, pushing into my mouth.

She quivered and held my head tightly as she came. Her grip lessened as she relaxed against the car. 

I stood up and kissed her hard, pushing my tongue in her mouth. My cock was hard again and poked her as we kissed. I felt her hand grasp it and start stroking. She pulled her mouth away and looked at me with a surprised expression.

”Are you ready to fuck me already?” she giggled.

”Oh yeah,” I said with a smile, ”turn around.”

She turned around, put her hands on the roof of the car, and spread her legs. I grabbed her firm little cheeks as I lined my cock up and pushed into her juicy snatch. She was fucking tight, even though sopping wet, as my thick cock worked into her. She groaned and pushed her little ass into me as I started fucking her harder. I grabbed her hips and sped up, drilling my hard cock into her, feeling my cum building.

”Ohhh... fuck me hard,” she moaned. ”Fuck my pussy with that big cock.”

"You like that big cock?" I growled.

"Oh yeah, I love your cock... fuck me good."

I pounded her hard, listening to her grunt, and felt the pressure building.

"Yeah, fuck me, Big Guy... fuck me... give me that fucking cock," she moaned as she pushed her ass into me.

”Oh fuck, I'm going to cum,” I moaned.

”Pull out!” she urged.

”Oh no,” I replied, ”you are getting fucked properly.”

I held her tight as my cock unloaded deep in her pussy, filling her silky hole. My cock pulsed as the cum blasted out and I felt her pussy tighten up as she groaned loudly and came. I held my cock in her until I was fully drained, then watched the pearly juice run as I pulled out. I leaned over her back and whispered in her ear.

”You have a fucking great pussy.”

She hung her head down.

”You shouldn’t have done that... I am not on birth control,” she muttered.

I turned her to face me and kissed her gently.

”No worries, beautiful,” I assured her. “I got snipped a long time ago.”

She eyed me suspiciously as I smiled and nodded.

”Guaranteed,” I added. “I could fuck you twice a day with no worries.”

”Only twice?” she teased.

I laughed as we hugged. We got our clothes on and had another beer together as we chatted about her tattoos and modeling. She grabbed her phone and showed me some of her photo shoots. As we talked, my cock stirred again and she noticed the rising bulge.

”Really?” she giggled. ”You can go again?”

”You fucking turn me on, ” I replied. ”I want to fuck you again.”

”Okay, but don’t pull out. I really liked that,” she giggled. ”That was the first time anyone came in me without a condom .”

”And it won't be the last,” I added as I stood up and unzipped.