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(Date Posted:10/01/2013 21:54)
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When I was in high school and college, I lived at home with my parents. Once a week a Latina maid would ride the bus and we'd pick her up at the bus stop and she'd spend the day cleaning the house. She was heavyset and not very attractive, being in her mid 40's.

She once drove to the house in a early 1950's Ford, but I don't remember much about that episode.

I got my driver's license at the age of 16 and started driving a hand-me-down 1950 Cadillac around town and to school. The following year I was asked by my parents on occasion to drive the maid to the bus stop when her work was done. For some reason I found this as an opportunity to see her try to start a stalled car. So here's how it typically went:

When she was ready to leave, I'd get the keys to the Caddy and we'd go out to the car. If no one else was at home, I'd get in an turn the key to not quite the full on position. I'd then place the gear shift in neutral, pump the gas once or twice, and press the starter button. I heard the slow groan of the starter struggling to turn over the big engine with a 6 volt system. Obviously, since the ignition was not on, nothing happened except the cranking. I tried again, pumping harder. I tried a third time and pretended to turn the key off and on again, quickly, turning it this time completely to the on position. I would then be pumping harder and press the starter button while bouncing in the seat. The engine would begin turning over faster as the plugs were now getting spark, but the engine was flooded because of all my previous pumping. I would purposely begin to unflood the engine by holding the pedal to the floor longer between pumps and the engine would begin to cough and sputter. After about 10 attempts it would start with smoke billowing out the tailpipe.

I would rev it lightly to clear it out and eventually let it idle. I then would put it in reverse, back out into the street and we'd be on our way.


At the first stop sign I'd kill the engine by holding my left foot on the brake pedal while stabbing the gas pedal. She thought the engine had just spontaneously died. I'd pump the gas once or twice and press the starter button while continuing to pump the gas. The engine would cough but not catch and I continued this 5-6 times before it started.

We would get through the stop sign and be going down the road when I began feathering the pedal, making the car jerk like the engine was sputtering. I put the gear shift in netral and stabbed the gas pedal to rev it then would put it in drive and stab it again and engine would die. I'd let the car roll to a stop in neutral, pulling over to the side of the road and crank and pump several more times.

Then I'd turn to her and ask her if she could try to start it. "Maybe you'll have better luck," I said. She'd slide over into the driver's seat while I went around to the other side and got in on the right. I really didn't have to do anything, because she would start pumping the gas even before pressing the starter button with her right thumb. Her heel would come off the floor and her toes and the ball of her foot would stab the gas pedal at 3 times per second hard with a thump, thump, thump. She would bounce in the seat, leaning over the steering wheel totally focused on the task at hand. She pressed the starter in long 20 second cranking sessions, all the while pumping furiously. Occasionally the engine would cough and the starter would wind down between starting attempts. She would give it 5 second rest, pump fast and hard for 5 seconds, then press the starter again for 20 all the while pumping and bouncing.

After 15 or so attempts, I could tell the battery was growing weaker and I offered to try. I went around to the driver's side and she slid back to the right side. I made 2 to 3 more attempts, gradually increasing the time I held the pedal to the floor to gradually clear out the flooded cylinders. The engine cranking speed would begin to increase and finally the engine would chug to life. We'd finally get her to her destination

When this was going on I was rock hard and very aroused. I'm not sure she noticed as she was very focused on getting to her destination and getting the car started. At least on that first occasion I'm not sure she suspected I was fabricating the experience.

Believe it or not, I repeated this with minor variations many many times over the years. I'm sure she suspected me of manufacturing the experience but always seemed to play along with it, never questioning what was happening. A few times I actually came while she was bouncing and pumping that car, but I believe I was able to conceal it.

Many years have passed since that glorious time, but I'll never forget those moments and thought I'd share them with all of you.

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Re:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/19/2014 12:32)

 SEXY AS HELL!!! Did she have a big chest? Did she bounce a lot?
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RE:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/27/2014 03:35)

Yes she had very large tits and would aggressively bounce while pumping....:-)
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Re:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/27/2014 08:49)

 B-E-A-utiful. I hope I get to experience something like that up close in person one day. SO sexy.
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RE:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/28/2014 06:39)

As I mentioned, I got so turned on watching her bounce and kick the gas pedal with long cranks that I came on a few occasions. Most of the time I was able to conceal that, but one time I saw her glance over and "catch me" (I think). I'll never forget her look. It was one of understanding. Not disapproval. From that time on was it my imagination or did she "look forward" to our rides together???
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Re:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/28/2014 12:28)

Wow. I would have ended up shooting a load in my pants, too. I have read scenarios like that where they "catch you" trying to conceal yourself, or staring at their legs and feet, and they give you a slight grin or wink of "approval". It's as if they're secretly trying to pleasure you. SO sexy. It is quite possible that she was "looking forward" to your rides together. The idea that she was possibly turning you on was probably turning HER on. When I was a kid, I would always look forward to riding in my friend's mom's car, who was a really sexy, well-built, tall and slender Korean woman. She had the hottest footwear EVER. There was one time where her, me, and my friend, and another friend of their family friends were leaving the swimming pool one day, and she had on these orange sandals. We all piled up in the car, I got in the backseat to watch her work the pedals, and, I shit you not, she shoved the gas to the floor once as she fired up the car. It fired up immediately, but I remember the chills I got at that moment, and the butterflies I got in my stomach. There was another time where she drove me home after I slept over at my friend's house one time. She was wearing these high-heeled strappy open-toed shoes. I remember to this very day how FREAKING HARD I was watching her beautiful feet in those heels working the pedals. Loved EVERY SECOND of riding in the car with my friend's mom.


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RE:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/28/2014 19:12)

Wow.

I find Asian women love revealing footwear "Suzy Wong" style. I've never been in a flooded/stalled situation with one, but could fantasize. I envy your experience.

I had many experiences (posted earlier in this section) in the late 1950's with a beautiful 30 something neighbor who loved to wear revealing clothes. On hot summer days she commonly would wear either short shorts or capris with tight fitting tops revealing her voluptuous breasts. She also wore leather mules and just the sight of her drove me wild.

She was the mother of one of my best friends and drove a temperamental 1955 Ford station wagon. Many times we'd go to the store with her, her kids and I'd ride along. Cold starts were always a challenge for this woman and even hot starts at the store would half the time require 5-10 cranking attempts with a lot of pumping and bouncing. Drove me absolutely bat shit....


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Re:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/29/2014 03:53)

Unfortunately, my friend's mom's car didn't stall or have trouble cranking. She just punched the gas once as the car fired right up with no problem. I, on the other hand, am quite envious of YOUR experiences.

Oh, and I LOVE me some voluptuous tits. ESPECIALLY, when they're bouncing up and down while a woman is cranking her car!!! DRIVES ME OUT OUT MY MIND!!! I also LOVE dialogue, cursing, crying, and pleading while a woman is cranking away. Man, I sure do wish I had a sexy-ass neighbor/babysitter growing up to watch as they crank and bounce away. Another sexy scenario for me is when a homeless woman is working/living out of her temperamental van.

Female teachers AND camp counselors are THE BEST!!! When I first discovered my fetish when I was six years old, there was this SEXY young Latina camp counselor named Yesy. I am proud to say that she was my first crush. She was the sweetest person in the world. Just a really good friend to ALL the kids and camp counselors alike, especially to me. I was kind of a loner kid who had quite a hard time fitting in, and tended to get bullied from time to time. She usually play with me, keep me company, eat lunch with me, shoot the breeze, and assured me that I didn't have to be alone all the time. Most days, she wore these strappy summer sandals. They were the kind of sandals that both men AND women wear, and sometimes wear with socks. Not exactly my favorite kind of sandals, but she seemed comfortable, and that's all that mattered. She had GORGEOUS feet, and had this silver-ish nail polish on her toenails. I'm usually into natural toes, but I didn't mind it for some reason. Whenever we took field trips, we traveled in these white school vans, in which the camp counselors would drive. She, of course, would drive, but I NEVER got a chance for taking a seat in the front bench seat getting a clear view of her beautiful feet working those pedals. WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!? I am still kicking myself to this very day!!! Just watching her drive, was enough to excite me. She seemed so comfortable driving that big old school van. During some of our field trips, as I sat in the third or fourth row, or sometimes even the very back row, with my lunch pale in my lap, I would get SO HARD just THINKING about how she would work the pedals up there in the driver's seat. Oh, yeah, and those vans never did seem to have a problem starting up. They would usually start up immediately, though I would have liked the engine to hesitate a little bit, and have Yesy's sexy foot working the gas pedal to keep it running. DEFINITELY would have LOVED to have experienced that. Yep, she established my fascination with female feet, and my pedal pumping fetish. After that summer, I never saw her again. I still think about her from time to time, and how good of a friend she was to me. There are times where I drive by the building where we had summer camp, and think I'm going to see her, or if I'm really lucky, see her around town. I wish her nothing but the best of the best. She deserves it. She is a beautiful person inside and out.
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RE:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/29/2014 06:26)

Great experiences. You were very lucky! Sometimes it doesn't take a cranking/pumping experience to make fond memories or create great fantasies.

Just last September I was at a shopping center doing some errands when I saw a woman driving an old 32 Ford sedan. It was in show room shape with original license plates! I'm sure she or her significant other take it to car shows.

It seemed to be moving slowly through the parking lot and as I  took my clothes that had just been cleaned out to the car, I noticed that she was parking by backing into a parking space. I decided right then and there to at least hang out until I saw her start it. I was sure that it would start right up because it was so new and shiny appearing and I'm sure well taken care of.

I saw her get out of the car. She was not stunning but not unattractive. She was about 5ft 5in tall, medium build with short blond hair and wearing glasses. It was a very hot day, nearly 100 degrees in the shade. She was wearing a loose fitting summer dress and white flip flops. She went into the grocery store and after I put the clothes in my car I went on to browse in the hardware store in the same shopping center. I then went into the grocery store and picked up a few things I needed. As I walked up one aisle I saw her coming in the other direction and brushed by her quickly but got a closer look. It aroused me just thinking that this woman would soon be starting that old car.

I finished in the grocery store as she was still shopping. To my good fortune I noticed an empty parking space right across from her car facing the other direction. I quickly moved my car into that space, turned off the engine and just waited.

About 10 minutes later I saw her exit the store with a full basket of groceries. She put them into the back seat and got into the car on the driver's side. I could feel my heart beating.

After about 30 seconds I could hear the ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh of a 6 volt system, anticipating the engine would catch. It didn't. After 5 seconds on the starter she gave it a rest. 20 seconds later another ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh...nothing. My pulse is now beginning to race. I could see her through my rear view mirror leaning over to the right slightly as though she's adjusting something on the instrument panel. Then I see her leaning back in the seat as she's stepping on the starter ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh...pop ...nothing. I'm going wild and rock hard!

More leaning to the right. Now someone she apparently knows, a female, notices her, walks up to her car and they begin talking. This is a brief conversation, not more than about 3 minutes. During the conversation her friend who is standing outside the car by the driver's door briefly makes a gesture like turning a key and pumping with her right foot. Spectacular!

After about 3 minutes the friend goes on her way and my lady again leans back in her seat and the ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh begins as I can faintly seen her head bobbing as she pumps the gas while standing on the starter. Again no catch. This went on a couple more tries as I became harder and harder with racing pulse.

I was fully expecting she would get out of the car and either open the hood to check things or at least go back into the store where it was cool and call for help.

On about the seventh try the engine suddenly caught and she quickly shoved it in gear and was on her way. She didn't rev it or let it idle. She didn't seem perturbed in any way and I can only imagine this was a common issue with this car. I at first thought it was flooded, but later realized how hot a day it was and figured while she was in the store the gasoline in the float bowl of the carb probably evaporated and the ancient fuel pump had a difficult time refilling it. So she was "vapor locked". I wonder whether this happens only on hot days!

Since then (now almost 8 months ago) whenever I go to that shopping center I glance around the parking lot to see if I can catch a glimpse of that car. I never have....until yesterday (this is true!).

I had to go to the credit union in a strip mall across the street from that shopping center to write them a check. As I got out of my car I was stunned to see the same beautiful car in front of a Starbucks. The same old racing feeling came over me.

I went in and wrote them my check, then came out hoping to see it. It was still there. I wasn't sure whether she was driving it or someone else and wasn't sure if she was in Starbucks or another store. Taking a chance, I went into Starbucks and ordered a Mocha. As I finished by order, I saw the same blonde lady now dressed in a sweater and jeans with jogging shoes exit and walk over to the car. I just had to go outside while waiting for my order. As I exited through the swinging glass doors she was just closing the door of her car, but I caught a glimpse of the dark tan ribbed leather seats. She got in and 20 seconds later I hear the briefest of sounds from the starter and the engine caught immediately. It hardly even churned before catching. The engine didn't sound extremely healthy as she backed out of the parking space, put it in gear and moved forward.

I have been thinking about these two episodes ever since and fantasize what it would be like to have her as my neighbor, seeing her start it every day (or even every week if not a daily driver). I don't know where she lives, but know it's not too far away. I have seen this car on other occasions (before the episode last September) as she was driving past while I was jogging close to that shopping center. I fantasize about difficult cold or warm starts and her stalling at stop signs. I fantasize about being her child and her ferrying me to school or games etc in that car. I even occasionally fantasize about being her lover and she knowing about my fetish and embellishing it with purposeful flooding...

Great memories and glimpse of the past when things like this happened every day....

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Re:Latina Maid
(Date Posted:03/29/2014 14:46)

Wow. I have got to be THE MOST unlucky PP fan in the world. I NEVER get to witness scenarios like that. I sure do wish I lived in the past "when things like this happened everyday." GOOD LOOKING OUT on your part!!! Well, DEFINITELY keep an eye out for that lovely young lady and her 32 Ford Sedan, and if she has car trouble again, make a move and "be of assistance." Again, thanks a lot for sharing your AMAZING memories. Keep 'em coming.

I, on the other hand, have revealed all of my PP memories. Well, maybe there IS just one more on my end: I played machine-pitch baseball when I was a kid. My coach and hid wife had two sons who went to the same elementary/middle school that I went to, and after school, would go to the same after school daycare center as I did. There were some days where the coach would pick us up, sometimes just me alone. Though, his wife never picked me up alone (if only, if only). She was a pretty decent-looking woman. Really sweet. There was one day where she picked up her two sons and me. We had a game that day. We piled up into the car, as she goes to fire up the car, the car starts cranking and hesitating. We were headed literally across the street to a ballpark where she was gonna help out with a snack bar that upcoming weekend. Her sons and I were gonna hang out there until coach came to pick us up. On the way to the snack bar, the car kept stopping and going. She kept shoving the gear shift back and forth from drive to neutral. She would mumble stuff like, "Oh, God, why are you doing this?" She drove a big old dark green Ford Ranger. She put the car in neutral and we had to coast the rest of the way to the snack bar. When she was done setting up at the snack bar for the weekend, we got back in the car and she attempted to start it back up. The coach was already there. She was explaining to him that the car was acting up. She then proceeds to crank it up. IT WOULDN'T START AT ALL!!! I was sitting directly behind her in the backseat. She attempted to crank it about five times. I got CRAZY butterflies in my stomach. I wanted her to keep going. After about the fifth try, she told her youngest son and I to go with the coach, and her oldest son to stay behind and help. Her oldest son didn't play on the team with us. He just helped out with the team. Not really an INTENSE pedal pumping/car cranking memory, but definitely one worth fantasizing about. That's all of the PP stories I have to share. Hope to hear more of yours.


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