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Making Smoke by Rev Lover I wanted to find a way to make lots of smoke. It was actually pretty easy. If you pour light oil, like automatic transmission fluid into the carburetor with the engine idling fast the exhaust instantly turns to a thick white smoke. I took the Pontiac out to a deserted spot to see how it worked. I poured transmission fluid into the carburetor with the engine at a fast idle speed. I put just a few ounces into the carburetor and the engine began to run rough. I looked out from under the hood to see that white smoke was billowing from the dual tailpipes and a big cloud was forming. I got in and floored the pedal. The engine sputtered and revved up, with its normal roar from the dual exhausts. But, the exhaust was white smoke so thick that I couldn't see through it at all as the tailpipes blasted it onto the ground. A huge cloud of smoke started to rise behind the Pontiac as I revved the engine. The cloud was huge and blotted out everything. I kept revving it until the exhaust was blue smoke. The cloud rose and hung in the air over the car and slowly began to disperse. I had never seen so much smoke from a car's exhaust pipes before. The Pontiac was idling with quite a bit of blue smoke puffing out of the pipes when I went back to look. There were two big black spots where the smoke had blasted onto the ground behind the car. I watched the pipes puff blue smoke and rubbed my enormous hardon. I went back up to the front and put more transmission fluid in the carburetor while I kept the engine running with the throttle linkage. The engine was really sputtering and trying to die as I stopped putting the transmission fluid down the carburetor. I had to keep it running with the throttle and smoke was already billowing behind the Pontiac in a huge cloud. The 389 was barely running when I got in and put the pedal to the floor while I looked back. The 389 sputtered and shook while smoke started to blow out of the pipes harder as it began to rev up. I held the pedal on the floor as the 389 revved up and started to roar. I could see a jet of white smoke from a tailpipe blasting the ground behind the Pontiac. The smoke formed a cloud two or three times the size of the car that rose and spread behind it driven by the roaring tailpipes. The engine revved to the max with the tailpipes screaming and billowing out thick white smoke. I kept the pedal buried for almost 10 seconds until the smoke began to turn blue and thin out. Then I started stomping the pedal and roaring the pipes. I was roaring the pipes as the huge cloud of smoke, caught by the wind, completely covered the car. I sat in the Pontiac with door open, looking back romping and stomping the gas pedal. I could hear the pipes roar but I couldn't see the back of the car through all of the smoke. I roared the pipes and added blue smoke to the cloud until the wind carried the cloud past and I could see the back of the car again. There was smoke everywhere. I got out and went behind the car. The tailpipes were pouring out blue smoke that was thicker than the smoke I saw most of the time. The black spots were even bigger from the blast of hot smoke. I got up to the trunk and watched the pipes puff as I rubbed my hardon on the back of the car. I rubbed on the trunk and watched the powerful throbbing tailpipes puff smoke until I was almost ready to cum. Then I got in the Pontiac, with the door open. I started flooring the pedal and stroking my huge cock. The tailpipes made lots of blue smoke as I revved it and made them roar. I watched blue smoke blow out of the back from the roaring tailpipes. I stroked my cock and floored it with hard fast thrusts for about 45 seconds and then cum shot all over the steering wheel and dashboard. I sat in the purring, puffing Pontiac and cleaned up. Making the powerful car fill the air with smoke and deafening roar had been better than in my fantasies. Now I knew how to make smoke billow out of those big pipes. I wanted to get the car loaded up, run behind it and have someone stand on the pedal. I would be behind the car in the blast from a screaming tailpipe while they floored it. The hot smoke would completely cover me. I wouldn't be able to see or feel anything but swirling smoke and the hot blast of the tailpipe between my legs. As always the sound would be tremendous as the big tailpipes roared until I filled my shorts with hot cum. |