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Aisha sat on a stool with her elbows propped on the front fender of her car. Chin in hands, she watched Tommy tighten a series of bolts with a wrench.
"I really appreciate you doing this, Tommy," she said.
"No prob," he answered, giving the wrench a few last turns. "I know how busy your dad is at the hospital." He stood up and wiped his hands on a rag.
"You really like cars, huh?" she asked him, straightening as he closed the hood.
"Sure do," he grinned. "They're not as much fun as driving a Zord, but they're a heck of a lot easier to work on." Tommy sat on the hood, resting his feet on the bumper. Then he laid back on it, stretching his arms out to his sides.
Silence reigned in the Campbell garage for a few moments before Aisha asked, "Whatcha thinkin'?"
Tommy's mind had been wandering nowhere in particular. Before he thought about whom he was talking to, he answered truthfully, "I wish somebody would give me a blowjob right now."
Aisha went wide-eyed and her mouth dropped open.
"Excuse me?" she squeaked in surprise. Although she'd helped Tommy with a spike before, she still wasn't quite used to him being so blatant with her regarding sex. Rocky, she expected, but Tommy? "Are you spiking?" she ventured.
"No," Tommy answered, smiling a little. It wasn't easy to startle Aisha; she usually rolled with the punches right away. "Guys don't have to be in Power Hormone overload to be interested in sex, you know," he informed her, as if she wouldn't know that already. "It was just a passing thought --no big deal."
Aisha sat on her stool and thought about that for a minute. Her eyes traveled over Tommy's prone, relaxed body as her mind worked.
"Well, it sure would repay you for fixing my car," she finally declared, finding the thought of doing Tommy just for fun rather appealing.
Tommy chuckled, "I told you, I wasn't after anything. It was just crossing my mind when you happened to ask."
Aisha dragged her stool around to the front of the car. She placed it right between Tommy's bent knees and settled down comfortably.
"Well, I offered," she grinned mischievously as she reached for his zipper. Tommy's head shot up in surprise. He looked down at her in momentary disbelief as she unfastened his Levi's and stuck her hands in the waistband. She laughed at the expression on his face as she tugged the denim down. "Relax, Fearless Leader. I won't bite."
Tommy was speechless but cooperative; he really hadn't expected Aisha to do anything with him sans sympathy spike. He raised his hips to allow her to peel his jeans and underwear off, then laid his head back down and closed his eyes. Aisha leaned forward and took his already-hardening cock in her hands. She lightly stroked the length of it a few times, getting used to the feel of him. She started giving teasing licks on the head as she pumped a little harder and faster, pulling the skin along the shaft. Then she planted her lips firmly around just the tip and sucked hard. Tommy moaned. His prick swelled in her grasp and a few droplets of pre-come tantalized her tongue. Encouraged, Aisha engulfed the whole head and started running her tongue in laps around it as fast as she could.
Tommy groaned louder, a small "oh, yeah," escaping his lips as his hips started to pump slightly. He couldn't decide whether to hold still and savor the wonderful sensations or give in to his body's urging and fuck his rod into her mouth. Aisha chose that moment to withdraw.
"Uughh," he groaned in torment, bucking his pelvis a little farther, seeking for her mouth.
Aisha had backed off to look at him. Specifically, at the enormous tool she found her fist wrapped around. It still amazed her. Tommy's twitching cock was easily as long as both her palms. She could have placed her other hand below the first and jacked him off two-handed. Thankfully, he wasn't unusually thick.
_Tall and skinny, just like the rest of him,_ she giggled privately. She started to reach her hand out to do what she had been thinking, but then Tommy's flexing ass caught her attention. She changed her fingers' direction in mid-reach. She stroked along the swell of his tight little cheeks. Tommy moaned loud and squirmed around.
_Like that, do you?_ she grinned to herself as her fingers trailed along his crack. That gave her another idea. She wet her index finger in her mouth, then positioned it at his hole as her lips returned to his thrusting dick.
Aisha engulfed the purplish head once more as her finger worked its way into his bottom. Tommy screeched and his whole body convulsed like he'd been electrocuted. He arched off the hood, groaning, "Oh, God."
Aisha worked her finger in and out of his tight, clenching ass as she sucked his rod for all she was worth. Tommy moaned and writhed all over the hood of her car as she drove him towards the brink of ecstasy.
As he felt his balls start to tighten, he abruptly sat up, pulling himself away from Aisha. _I want to shoot inside a pussy,_ he thought fleetingly as he scrambled off the hood. Getting quickly behind her, he spun Aisha around on the stool to face him. With her back to the hood, Tommy jerked her skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties off. If Aisha hadn't raised her bottom fast enough, he would have ripped them from her body.
Tommy got down on his knees in front of her and spread her legs apart as his face dove for her snatch. He worked his tongue into the juicy folds and began sucking. He drew the inner lips into his hungry mouth almost frantically, flicking across them. His tongue made circles along her excited flesh as he sought out her clitoris. His fingers pulled her swollen folds apart as he reached the top of her slit.
Aisha shrieked as Tommy sucked the hard little button into his mouth. As her hips began bucking, he wrapped his arms around her thighs, pulling her legs onto his broad shoulders. He pressed his face in tight and ate her sweet cunny with a vengeance as Aisha bucked in his grasp and creamed all over his face. Her thighs clamped around his head and her whole body shook as her moans wound higher and higher with her orgasm.
When her legs unlocked, releasing his head, Tommy stood and threw her arms around his neck. He leaned forward and braced his arms on the yellow hood. Aisha wrapped her legs around his waist as Tommy grabbed his cock and positioned it at her entrance, plunging in forcefully the instant he felt the opening stretch around his tip.
Aisha held on for dear life as Tommy fucked her hard and fast. His sweating, rippling body slammed into her as he grunted with effort and pent-up testosterone. He felt the come rising in his balls again and he cried out, every muscle trembling, as he shoved into Aisha's cunt even harder. He grabbed her ass, lifting her completely off the stool, to press her against his erupting cock. With each spurt, his ass clenched, his hips jerked forward, and he pulled Aisha onto him harder.
By the time he finished coming, Tommy was standing straight up, Aisha still clinging to him. He bounced her a few times on his softening pole as he smiled with satisfaction.
Aisha giggled with abandon and kissed him.
"Wow. That was really something else!" she declared.
"If I'm gonna get rewarded like this all the time for working on cars," Tommy grinned back, still holding her at eye level, "then I'm going to have to become a mechanic."