Vehicle Testing

Trey was now ready for another day. He wished himself clean and dressed in a fresh t-shirt and jeans, and headed out. He grabbed the keys to his Mustang, which he'd wished into the garage, and headed out. He drove out of his quiet suburb and headed into the heart of the city, cruising through the streets. He drove aimlessly, scanning the storefronts, looking for the perfect place to unleash some chaos.

That's when he saw it: a massive, gleaming car dealership, its huge glass windows showcasing rows of shiny new cars. A perfect, sterile environment just begging to be defiled. He pulled the Mustang into a parking spot and walked inside.

The showroom was bright, polished, and smelled overwhelmingly of new car plastic and cheap coffee. He browsed for a few minutes, running a hand over the hood of a new sedan, until an employee approached him. She was a beautiful woman with wavy brown hair, a warm smile, and a body that her professional navy blouse and tight black pencil skirt couldn't fully conceal. Her name tag read 'Leah'.

"Hi, welcome," she said, her voice friendly and confident. "My name is Leah. Can I help you find something today?"

"Yeah," Trey said, his eyes already undressing her in his mind. "I'm looking for a big SUV."

"Excellent choice, sir. Right this way," Leah said, leading him towards a massive, brand-new SUV parked in the center of the showroom floor. "This is our brand-new Grand Highlander. It's the perfect family vehicle. Three rows of seating, state-of-the-art safety features, and best-in-class cargo capacity." She gestured to the vehicle with a professional sweep of her hand.

"It looks big," Trey said, walking around it. He ran a hand along its side, then stopped and turned to her. "But is it spacious enough? For, you know, a couple to have sex in?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Leah's face, the professional mask momentarily dropping. But before she could get offended or call for a manager, Trey's wish locked into place.

I wish that at this dealership, asking about a vehicle's suitability for sex is a normal and crucial customer question. I wish all the staff, including Leah, are trained to accommodate this by providing a full, hands-on sexual demonstration in the vehicle to showcase its features. I wish all the other customers here also see this as a standard and important part of the car-buying process.

Leah's momentary confusion vanished as quickly as it had appeared. The wish seamlessly integrated into her reality. Her expression shifted back to a confident, helpful saleswoman's smile.

"An excellent question, sir," she said, her tone as professional as ever. "That's one of the primary design considerations for the Grand Highlander's interior. It is indeed incredibly spacious for recreational activities. The rear two rows fold completely flat, creating a generous, private, and very comfortable platform. The rear suspension is also specially tuned to handle... vigorous motion with minimal external rocking. Would you like a demonstration of the trunk space?"

"I absolutely would," Trey said with a grin.

"Of course. Follow me," Leah said. She walked to the back of the SUV and pressed a button on the key fob. The rear hatch lifted smoothly and silently, revealing a vast, carpeted cargo area. "As you can see, plenty of room."

Leah then turned, and with the efficiency of someone who had done this a thousand times, kicked off her black stiletto heels. She unzipped her pencil skirt and let it fall to the pristine showroom floor, revealing a pair of simple black panties. She then pulled her blouse out from where it was tucked in, unbuttoning it just enough to pull it over her head, leaving her in just her lacy black bra and panties.

She climbed into the back of the SUV, kneeling on the carpeted floor. She looked back at Trey. "Please, feel free to join me and test the space for yourself."

Trey didn't need any more encouragement. He climbed in after her, the space easily accommodating both of them. He immediately unzipped his jeans, his cock springing free.

"Would you prefer doggy style, sir?" Leah asked, already positioning herself on her hands and knees. "It's the best way to appreciate the full length of the cargo area."

"Lead the way," Trey grunted.

He moved behind her, spat on his hand to slick himself, and pushed deep inside her wet, waiting pussy.

"Oh!" Leah cried out, her voice a mix of professional analysis and raw pleasure. "As you can... mmm... see, the floor carpeting is quite plush... ah, yes... providing excellent knee-comfort..."

Trey started to pound into her, a hard, steady rhythm right there in the brightly lit showroom. The sounds of their bodies slapping together, her increasingly loud moans, and the slight creak of the SUV's suspension filled the air.

Trey glanced out the open back of the SUV. A middle-aged couple standing nearby, who had been looking at a minivan, now had their attention on them. The husband pointed. "Look at that fuck space, honey," Trey overheard him say. "You could really get some leverage in there. Maybe we should consider the SUV instead."

His wife nodded thoughtfully. "You're right. It looks much more comfortable than our old station wagon."

Trey grinned and focused back on the task at hand. He grabbed Leah's hips, pulling her back hard against him with every thrust. "So... you said... ah... this was good... for a family?" he panted, slamming into her.

"Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!" she screamed, abandoning any pretense of a sales pitch as he hit a particularly deep spot. "The perfect family... oh god... SUV!" Her professional voice was gone, replaced by the raw, desperate cries of a woman getting fucked senseless. Her hands gripped the carpet, her knuckles white, her big, round ass bouncing with every brutal impact.

He was close, feeling the familiar pressure build in his balls. He pulled out of her pussy and grabbed her by the shoulders, flipping her over onto her back. He pushed her legs back towards her head, exposing her completely. He aimed his cock at her face.

"Get ready to test the upholstery's stain resistance!" he roared, and then he came.

A massive, thick load of cum erupted from his cock, spraying all over Leah's face, her hair, and her chest. He shot another load that hit the roof lining of the brand-new SUV, and a final spurt that splattered across the back of the passenger-side headrest.

He collapsed on top of her, panting, the smell of sex and new car filling the enclosed space. Leah lay there, a dazed, blissful expression on her cum-covered face. Trey pulled out of her, climbed out of the back of the SUV, and zipped up his jeans, feeling spent.