Matthew Woodward
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Car Problems
🕑 Added 2022-11-12 19:32:31 +0000 UTCIn the world of Cyberpunk, technology is significantly advanced. There have been major scientific achievements such as AI and cybernetics — there are even flying cars, if you're rich enough! However, despite these technological breakthroughs, vehicles could still malfunction from time-to-time. Maintaining a car is no easy feat for a regular citizen. At some point in most people's lives, they've got to pay a visit to a mechanic for a problem they've been experiencing with their car — a loose suspension, oil leakage, faulty engine, etc. This was one of those situations that Matthew unfortunately had to deal with.
Luckily however, his friend Ricky recommended a mechanic he visited regularly just outside the city, closer to the suburbs — one that was much more affordable than others who were charging hefty prices downtown. And Ricky, being the hornball he usually is, couldn't stop blabbering on about how 'smoking hot' she was. Seeing it as the most viable option, Matthew immediately accepted the offer and was given the details to her location.
The next afternoon, Matthew drove a couple miles before pulling up outside a slightly-run-down garage. The building had bright, neon-orange lights placed above both garage doors, meanwhile a pair of front doors were right in between them, with an equally-bright red sign shining above them that read: Oni's Customs.
"Oni's Customs...is that the one?" Matthew asked his friend on the phone, plugged into the car's speakers.
"Yup, that's the one," the tiger responded.
"I hope this isn't gonna cost too much, Ricky..."
"Dude, chill out — Oni is much, MUCH cheaper than the others! Trust me, bro; you'll thank me later," Ricky then hung up the phone shortly after.
Anxiously, Matthew slowly parked his car just outside the garage door before getting out to step into the building. Upon entering, he was greeted with a rather dark atmosphere, the only source of light in the room coming from a set of purple neons lit up above a workbench, which had an already-opened can of Monster Energy placed on it. The room itself was relatively clean, the only things on the floor being a toolbox with some of the various items scattered next to the car platforms. Some classic Limp Bizkit was playing from a music player on a nearby shelf for background noise, but the place appeared to be empty; however, there was a room lit up at the back.
*thump*
"Argh, fuckin' bloody hell!" yelled a voice from that back room.
"Uh...hello?" the wolf called out.
"Oh — just a minute!"
Interesting...was that an Australian accent he just heard? She must've hurt herself back there for her to yell that.
A few moments later, out from the back room came a relatively-tall woman — a maned wolf, to be exact. Her species was rather easy to tell due to the colour scheme and pattern of her fur — the majority of it being bright orange with a creamy colour for her inner coat, as well as dark-brown limbs, ears and snout; her short, spiky hair had to be the most vibrant red he had ever seen, and her ruby eyes matched perfectly with it, too. She wore aviator shades that were resting on her forehead, a white tank top and light-blue jeans, with a red checkered shirt tied around her hips. She appeared to have quite a strong, muscular physique, judging from the size of her right arm, but as for the left? Well...it wasn't an actual arm; instead, it was a cybernetic one.
Once she laid her eyes on him, she smiled wide and said, "Well, g'day! How may I be of assistance?"
Ricky certainly wasn't messing around when he said she was 'smoking hot'. He struggled for a brief moment to respond, but soon got his words out, even if he stumbled on a few of them.
"Uh, h-hi! I noticed recently that something's been rattling under my car and sometimes drags along the road when I'm driving, and I assumed the suspension got loose; I was wondering if uh — y'know, if I could have it fixed?"
"Right, I see — okay, lemme bring it in and I'll take a look."
When his car was brought inside and positioned on the metal platform, she raised the butterfly door of the driver's seat and stepped back out.
"Quadra Turbo-R V-Tech, aye? Nice. I LOVE the colour scheme you got goin' on here," she complimented while making her way to a control panel that was hanging from a cable on the wall.
"Heh, thanks. I'm quite the fan of blue."
"Huh, fitting. Matches your eyes."
His eyes? He was thrown off by that comment. Meanwhile, with the press of a button from her panel, the platform beneath his car began to raise, the mechanical 'zing' noise echoing through the garage until coming to a stop when high enough.
"Right — let's have a look..."
The maned wolf slid under his car with a flashlight, and not even a few seconds had passed until she spoke again.
"Eeyup, suspension's loose, alright. Yeah, I can get it done for you today, piece of piss."
"So how much is it gonna be, do you think?" he asked anxiously, worried about the price.
"For this? I'd say about 1200 eurodollars."
"Oh, that's not too bad!"
"Well, you came to the right place! I ain't like one a' those wankers downtown that charge two grand for replacing headlights. They're having a laugh!"
Shortly after, she slid out from underneath the vehicle and headed to the back room for a moment, soon returning with several parts that would be completely foreign to the eyes of a regular citizen, and then tossed them on her workbench. While she was going through the pieces, she began to spark a conversation with the wolf.
"So, did you hear about this place from someone, or’d ya find it by yourself?"
"I actually got it recommended by a friend. ‘Said he comes here regularly."
"Do I know this mate?"
"Does the name Richard come to mind?"
As soon as he asked that, her face lit up.
"Ah — Dick! Yeah, I know him. He’s a cool bloke."
"Yeah, heh…He uh, said he’s into you. He finds you kinda hot, haha."
She responded with a snark before saying, "Oh, I know."
"You do?"
"I mean, yeah! Kinda obvious. He boasts about his car all the time, constantly asks me to go out for some drinks, but I’m just not interested. He’s cool, but uh..." she looked over her shoulder towards Matthew, "...not exactly my taste."
"I see what you mean; he IS kind of a showboat, especially when it comes to girls...I don't think he likes when people refer to him as 'Dick', by the way, haha."
"Oh, I'm FULLY aware; I do it 'cuz I know it puts him off. He soon stops trying afterwards."
The two shared a laugh with each other for a moment.
"Haha, well that's one way of shutting him up."
"Yeah...anyway, this might take a good few hours, so you can go do whatever you need to do throughout the day."
"Oh, I've got nowhere else to go — all free."
"Oh...well, if you're gonna stay, ya better get comfy!"
During the next few hours, the pair got to know each other more as Oni worked on Matthew's car, and not a single customer besides him came through those front doors to disrupt their chatter. He found out she moved from Australia with her father when she was young and have lived there since, and what life's been like for her since then. One detail she didn't feel comfortable talking about was her robotic arm — how she got it, specifically; it seemed very personal to her, meaning something pretty awful must've happened...but he didn't want to pry. That subject was swiftly tossed aside and they moved onto a whole new one, like it wasn't even mentioned. Eventually, leading into the late afternoon, Matthew's suspension had been fully repaired and Oni had slid out from under it for the last time.
"Aaand I think that's it. All good!"
"Fantastic! Shame at the same time, though; I was having fun talking to you."
"Yeah, same here, mate!"
Oni then pressed a button on the wall and the platform lowered his car back to the ground slowly, now ready to go.
"Okay, so 1200 eurobucks, right? Would you prefer cash or card?"
At first, the maned wolf remained silent for a moment, eyeing up and down his body before finally answering, a soft smile growing on her face.
"Actually..." she took a step closer to him, Matthew noticing her eyelids were lowered just a little. "It uh...it was pretty boring 'ere until you showed up. 'S a good thing you did, 'cuz it would've been dead in 'ere, otherwise."
"Heh, well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a bit."
"Righto. But uh..." she reached for his bicep, caressing it gently. "How about I give you a 'special discount?' One of a kind~"
"O-oh..."
He wasn't stupid. Matthew knew what she meant by a 'special discount'. But at the same time, he was flabbergasted; he had the same type of body as Ricky, so why was HE so different? But he was even more surprised by the fact that she wanted him to pay with another type of transaction — one that was in his pants...
"Wait, I'M your type? What makes me so special?"
"Well, first off: canines. Y'know, I'm kinda biased. Second: I saw the look on your face when I walked in — that blush, your jaw slightly dropped, and that little stutter that came out of your mouth...How can anyone NOT find that cute?! Especially with such a sweet, well-spoken bloke."
"Geez — all the praise, heh," he shyly scratched the back of his fluffy mane.
But cheekily, she got even closer to the wolf and groped his crotch down below, who now had his back against the side of his car.
"Plus I sense some big-dick energy coming from you~" she said with a seductive voice.
"Oh my..."
"So what d'ya say, spunk?" the maned wolf asked as she grabbed onto his tank top with her robotic arm and pulled him closer, their faces just mere inches away from each other now.
"W-well...how can I refuse an offer like that from such a convincing..." his cheeks turned pink as he stared into her ruby eyes, getting lost in their beauty, "...gorgeous Aussie?"
"Now, THAT was the right answer, luv~"
Soon after saying that, Oni closed the gap between them and their lips locked together, her grip now loosening on his top and their eyes closing as they both hummed into each other's maws. Matthew's arms wrapped around her waist while her right hand explored the front of his torso, feeling up his abs through the thin fabric covering them. She LOVED how they felt, but it wasn't enough; his top in the way was obstructing. So, as a response, she slipped her hand underneath his tank top to get a better feel, and the difference was drastic. His six pack was immaculate; she admired how she could feel them easily despite his fur being rather fluffy.
After a few more moments of gliding her hand through his muscles, Oni broke away from the kiss and his eyes met hers once again.
"Right...I want you to get in the driver's seat and stick your legs out here for me," the mechanic ordered.
"W-why's that?" he asked curiously.
"You'll see soon enough, babe~"
The wolf did as he was told, lifting open his car door behind him and taking a seat in front of the steering wheel, with his legs out to the side. Oni wasted no time and got on both her knees, and once she reached for his jeans, he knew EXACTLY what she had in mind.
She ran both her hands up his inner thighs and, once reaching above his crotch, slowly began unbuttoning his pants, tugging them AND his boxers down until gravity did the rest of the work. Once his cock flopped out the moment it was stripped of the clothing, she couldn't take her eyes off the sight she witnessed — a cute, shy wolf with a huge hard-on, staring down at her with anticipation.
"Crikey...you've got a monster on YOU, mate~"
"Heh, t-thank you..." he said generously as he kicked the jeans off his right ankle, not even bothering to remove it from around his left as he noticed Oni moving her way towards his schlong.
The maned wolf grabbed hold of Matthew's shaft with her cybernetic hand, stroking it gently as she watched him let out an anxious, yet shivering exhale due to the sudden cool touch of the metal.
However, that coolness soon disappeared. Oni dragged her warm, purple tongue up his shaft from base-to-tip, keeping her gaze on him while maintaining a seductive grin, despite her mouth being wide open. Matthew couldn't help but swoon. He moaned quietly at first, but that immediately changed when she brought her lips over and devoured the head of his cock.
"O-oh god..."
She slowly sunk her head on his length, forcing an extra inch of his shaft into her mouth with every passing second, until reaching down to the base. The wolf groaned once she made it to the bottom, and she then moved her mechanical hand away from his rod, letting it rest on his thigh while her right hand was resting on the other.
After letting herself stay there for a good moment, she brought her head back up to his tip before pushing back down once more, this time not all the way. She repeated the motion ever so slowly, but didn't stop there. She continued to bob on his member as much as she pleased, sometimes taking a glance up at the hot and bothered wolf. She couldn't help but think how cute he looked, not to mention how his horned-up face looked EXACTLY like how she pictured it in her head. After a few minutes of giving a slow, gentle sucking, she brought her head up from his cock and stroked it with a firm grip.
"Fuckin' hell, this is some cock you got right here...tasty~"
"Ngh...I'm...glad you like..."
He wasn't able to say much before she continued to give attention to his meat, moaning once more while she kissed his bare flesh several times. She glided her tongue from base-to-tip for a second time before quickly shoving him back into her warm muzzle. She proceeded to bob her head on his penis once again, this time at a faster pace. At this point, Matthew could barely hear the music playing from her radio; instead, it was muffled by the wet, sloppy noises coming from Oni as she sucked eagerly on his length. The increase in volume of the wolf's moans only fuelled her thirst as she repositioned her hands behind him, pulling his body even closer to her. The pace of her sucking only continued to pick up in speed as well as sink him deeper into her mouth. She noticed he wrapped his arm tightly around the driver's seat and began bucking his hips slightly out of instinct, and at that point, she knew what was on the way.
"G-god, Oni...you keep sucking like that, I'm gonna..."
And in response, she only increased her speed even more. The waves of pleasure only grew stronger, and with them becoming more frequent, his moans quickly loudened.
"Fffuck...I'm..."
She ignored him. There was only one thing she wanted in that moment, and that was to feel his cream flow down her throat. His entire body tensed up while she sucked on his cock even FASTER, his own hips bucking uncontrollably until soon turning into twitches. His arm shook the seat it was wrapped around — his balls tightened — his eyes closed before letting out a loud, echoing moan as his cock exploded in Oni's maw, filling it up with his thick, creamy substance.
"NGH...AARGHHH...OHHH FUCK..."
He couldn't hold it in any longer, and even when he started unloading, she still sucked on his dick, though she slowed down after the first shot into her mouth. She hummed satisfyingly as she swallowed the first few jets of cum, savouring the taste as she watched his eyes roll to the back of his head out of pure bliss. She gently caressed his thighs while he twitched in her grip, feeling an extra bit of semen land on her tongue each time he did. He was cumming so much, some couldn't help but leak out and coat her lips and his shaft, as well as drip onto the ground beneath them. She eventually noticed his grip around the car seat loosening up and his moans beginning to calm, signifying that his orgasm had finished. She deepthroated his cock one last time, causing another groan to escape from his maw before finally pulling away from his cock and letting it flop.
"Mmph, damn~" she moaned out seductively, admiring the wolf she had in her grip. "So...how was that?"
"Huff...that was...amazing..."
"Haha, I could see from down 'ere~"
"Wh-what about you?" he asked curiously.
"Fan-fuckin'-tastic, babe. Has anyone ever told ya that you cum a lot?"
"Hah...Mmaybe once or twice, heh."
"Well, you do — and I LOVE it~"
After a brief moment of talking, Oni proceeded to clean up the mess on his dick with her tongue, making sure not a drop of cum was left behind before getting off her knees. Matthew stood up and put his jeans back on, noticing the maned wolf was now over at the workbench searching through a drawer. She then came back a moment later, and he could see she had something thin in her hand.
"Here," she presented to him.
"What's this?"
"My business card. I give 'em out to new customers, so they can call for any info or need to book in a visit for a fixer-upper. So, if you ever need some more, uh...'tuning up'...I'm just a call away~" she cheekily winked at him, a flirtatious grin on her face as she watched his flush red once more.
"Heh, I'll, uh...I-I'll keep that mind," he shyly smiled, knowing exactly what she meant. "Right — well, uh...I should probably get outta your hair now. Think I need a shower, haha."
"Yeah, I gotta start closing up. Don't think anyone's coming in at this time."
Matthew sat back in the driver's seat, this time fully, and then pulled the down the door above him. He heard that familiar 'zing' noise again as the garage doors lifted open behind him. He turned his keys and the engine revved as the all the blue mood lighting inside his car turned back on.
"See you 'round, stud~"
"Yeah...see you around," he responded, pulling his car out the building and driving back home.
While driving down the main road, he started listening to the jazz music on the radio as he eyed at the sky painted with a beautiful sunset orange, feeling euphoric about. It certainly helped that he could no longer hear the suspension bumping and scratching the ground beneath him, but it wasn't just that; not only did he get his suspension fixed free of charge, but he also met a stunning woman. Even though he had just left the garage moments ago, he'd already got her on his mind; he hoped he'd see her again soon — maybe he'd pay for another visit. While his mind wandered, the music suddenly suppressed as the familiar ringtone of his phone took over in volume — it was Ricky.
"YOOOO! What's poppin'? Did you get it fixed?" Asked the tiger.
"Yup, I sure did — pretty good price too! Gotta say: thank you for letting me know about that place. Would've drove me crazy having to pay a hefty amount for the ones downtown."
"Told ya, you'd thank me! No worries, dude. So...what'd you think of her? Was she hot, or was she HOT?"
When he asked that question, all Matthew could think about was the sight of her in between his legs, her lips wrapped firmly around his gushing cock, and what a sight to behold it was. And not only did he thank Ricky for suggesting the place, but if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have met Oni, who gave him one hell of a suck.
"Man...she sure was something..."
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Smoking-hot art by the ever-so-lovely Jailbird!
Oni belongs to my amazing friend, supersnivy984 on FA, OR tv_zombie984 on Twitter!
