Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2001 07:59:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Cee Subject: construction stud foreman,p3 Construction Stud Foreman, p.3 July 10, 2001 cowboycliff1@yahoo.com Construction Stud Foreman, p.3 of ? Read to the end, guys. I have a little surprise for y'all! __________________________________________________________ I was going out tonight. I knew it when I woke up this morning and felt it in my bones all day long. I could hardly wait for the work day to end, go home, clean up, dress up, and go out on the town. I don't dress up too often, but sometimes I just get that craving to play on the wild side. Do things I don't normally do. I shaved my legs, armpits, and trimmed my bush. I put on my favorite wig that makes all the big white studs go crazy. I put on a bright red shade of lipstick, some blush, eye liner and some hot and saucy perfume. I looked in the mirror and, baby, that was a hot fucking black chick that stared back at me. I blew her a kiss and strutted out the door, swinging my hands, and wiggling my ass. Damn, it wasn't only the temperature that was hot tonight. I walked down the street in my stilletto heels. It took a block or two before I was comfortable in them. I don't wear 'em very often, but tonight I needed that look. I traveled about 5 or 6 blocks from my apartment to an area that I cruised through quite often and I knew that women dressed like me provided customer services to lost souls. I found me a dark doorway to tempt the slow moving traffic and settled back to watch. Several cars slowed and guys asked me what was going on tonight. I got enough of a look that none of them interested me. I needed me a big hairy cowboy stud. Just then a big 4x4 Ford rolled past. I could see a big black hat inside, but he didn't stop. I moved from the shadows watching the tail lights move down the street. Damn, I guess I missed my chance at him, but I saw that truck turn right on the next side street as though he was going around the block. I could at least hope. I stayed by the street and sure enough this big truck came back to me. I walked over to the truck as it slowed and stopped and I leaned against the door and looked in. He was what I had been dreaming about all day. Big hairy, muscled white guy dressed in tight wranglers, muscle t-shirt, black felt hat and big shiny cowboy boots. And his voice about made me melt. What was I doing out on a night like this? "Just giving directions to lost drivers," I purred. I went on to inform him that I was providing a valuable service to motorists in this part of town. Directing them to great eating places and comfortable hotels to rest their tired bodies. "Well, I live in this city, honey, and I know where I like to eat and I got a good bed to sleep in. It just gets lonely sometimes. Do you know what I'm talking about sugar cakes?" I knew exactly what he was talking about. I boldly opened his door and sat down in his nice truck. I closed the door and looked around the inside. "Nice truck, stud. Can you give this tired girl a ride? I've been walking too far tonight. I bet you have a nice place we can go to get better acquainted." He grinned and put the truck into gear. He asked what my name was and I told it was "T'Wanda". I slid across the seat and started to feel his bicep. He flexed it and I purred. He gestured that I should touch his big chest and it was an invitation I made full use of. It wasn't anytime until the truck slowed and made a turn into a very nice house garage. I slid out the door behind him and buried myself in his big arms, our tongues starting a duel that neither one of us would win tonight, but we would try over and over again. He opened the door into his home and I followed along behind with my hands massaging his tight jeans clad ass. "You are a horny bitch tonight, aren't you? Glad you found this lost motorist, cause I like what I see and am sure I'm gonna like you with a few less clothes." He stood in front of me, letting me look and poke and caress and finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I took his shirt in my hands and I ripped it off of him. He was a bit startled at my strength, but he quickly got over it when I started to work on his massive hairy pecs and nipples. It wasn't long before I had his jeans and boots off and I was sucking his big cock. "Oh Baby! Suck Daddy's cock and balls. That feels so good! I haven't had my dick sucked like this in so long a time. Oh, yes, pinch my tits, oh, that's good." The big stud was putty in my hands and mouth in no time. I guess it was a tribute to my skill and enthusiasm when all of a sudden, his balls drew up and his cock thickened, and I got to swallow his tasty load. Shit, the guy kept cumming and cumming. I'm great sucker, but this cowboy had a huge load. I didn't spill much of his tastey cream, I'm proud to say. I worked his balls and milked a few more creamy drops onto my tongue. I then rose to my feet and planted my lips and tongue on his and let him share a taste of his excitement. We sucked face for a few minutes and then he started to undress me. He took off my blouse and bra. I apologized for my small titties, but he quieted me and started to lick and suck 'em, rubbing his stache and beard all over my chest. Woof, this stud knew what turned me on! He got on his knees and started to pull my short leather skirt down. That's when I decided it was time to lay down the ground rules for the rest of the night. "Oh, sugar daddy? Wait one moment, please. This horny black bitch is really in the mood for something kinky and nasty. I want some back door action tonight. Can you dig, stud? Take my skirt off, but that's it. I want you to pile drive that big cock up my ass through my nylons and panties." He dug, cause his cock, which never got soft, immediately started to throb and leak some more precum. "Ok, sweet baby. Your wish is my command." I turned around and popped a couple of snaps in my panties and spread the fold to reveal my ass pussy. The big stud was still on his knees, staring at my hole, when I backed up a bit. "Lick it, stud. Eat my ass pussy and get it wet for that big cowboy cock." He looked a little uncertain for a split second, then he dove in, tongue first. Oh my, he was an ass eating fool and that beard was rubbing me fuckin raw! I was juicing the front of my panties in no time. I leaned over and got on my hands and knees and the big stud followed me down, tongue still buried deep. I started a lewd chant, fuck me, stud, fuck me. He must have liked the funky taste of my asspussy, cause he eat me for a couple of minutes more. Finally, when I thought he was going to make me cum with just his tongue, he pulled his face away from my wet hole, lined up his dick, and started to push it in. "Oh baby, you're tight. Your asspussy is so snug around my big hairy cock. Take my fuck stick, you black bitch, feel my hairy balls slapping against your ass?" I squeezed his cock with my asshole and heard the big stud gasp. I work out some and know how to keep my ass nice and tight. I reached back and played with his bouncing nuts and got another gasp from him. I turned my head and looked at him, his chest hair matted down, nipples hard, an excited look on his face. I knew then and there his second load was not far away. "Fuck me daddy. Harder! Deeper! I need your load." My body was tingling all over, I started to moan and grunt, then I raised the pitch of my voice and started to shriek. My voice and panty front signaling my orgasm. And when I came, my ass clamped down on the stud's cock like a vise. He grunted, his deep bass voice bellowing his excitement as he came again, this time deep inside my hot guts. And his thrusting became even more violent, hairy thighs smacking against my ass and thighs, cock harder and longer than I thought possible. This was a stud that once aroused, came multiple times and each time came more. I know it's difficult to understand, but the first orgasm lasted seconds, this one lasted minutes. And he let me know about each and every spurt from those balls of us with a deep voiced grunt right in my ear. I finally had to shut him with my tongue for fear the neighbors would call in the cops for disturbing the peace! Minutes later the big hairy construction worker trembled one last time and then sagged against my back. He had emptied his balls. I wondered just how empty they really were. That big dick of his softened a little bit, but it never went soft. I was tempted to flex my asshole on it and see if I could get another fuck from him. "Oh, sweet baby. That was the best fuck I've ever had. I didn't know my balls were so full. I really filled you up didn't I? My cum in your stomach about to meet up with the load in your guts. Damn, baby, you are one hot black bitch!" I knew I was good, but it always helped when a trick confirmed it. He rolled off of me, panting, his big cock laying over his hairy cum streaked thigh. I rolled up against him and smoothed my hand across his hairy sweaty chest. "Sugar daddy? Can I spend the night with you? I don't think we're finished making love yet. What do you think?" At those words he stuffed his tongue in my mouth and throat so deep, I got another thrill. I had just soaked my panties with my own cum, but here I was getting excited all over again. He pulled himself from my arms, stood up, and reaching down and helped me to my feet. "Let's go to bed," he rumbled at me, a big smile on his face. He showed me his bedroom and the bathroom to freshened up while he went to the guest bathroom for his business. I quickly finished up and then climbed into that big kingsize bed. There were pictures and plaques on the walls and end tables that I occupied myself with until we could continue. There were the usual family pictures, but also plaques given to the big man for community work he was involved in. Like Boy Scouts and the local blood bank. From these I finally learned his name and it was as masculine a name as the hunk that fucked my mouth and asshole so full of cum. Jake Douglas. Construction worker. Cowboy. Blood donor. Community volunteer. And Sex Fiend!! Stud lover! Damn, he knew my ins and outs before I knew some of them. Just then the big stud peaked around the corner with a big grin on his face. "Come here, you big lug. I was just admiring your pictures and plaques. Impressive!!" He just blushed and then lay down beside me. I started to tease him, asking about his work, he is a foreman at the building of a new strip mall on the edge of town. Were there other studs like him on his crew? Could I arrange a gang bang next week? I was just giving him a pile of shit, teasing him seeing that big grin again and again. I asked, serious this time, if he wanted another round of action. He looked at me, smiled and said we should rest up a bit and see what happened. He did ask if I gave massages and then promptly rolled over on his stomach. I rolled on top of him and started a long slow kneading of his muscles. Pretty soon, he was so relaxed that he was going to sleep if I didn't do something else. So I worked my way down his back to his ass. I told him to spread his legs and I would give him something to get excited about. I spread his hairy cheeks and started to dive into his crack. But something stopped me short. I am an expert when it comes to straight men's asses. The asshole is small and tight. Jake's looked quite different. It was small, but the lips were red and puffy, like I'm sure mine were at this moment. I ran my finger around the rim of his ass and slipped inside, easily. Too easy for the ass of straight man. Jake groaned and wiggled his ass a bit, telling me he enjoyed it. I leaned over and licked that puffy pucker. It flowered open and sucked my tongue in deep, no struggle to pry it open, no tired tongue, just a touch and it opened wide. This was so unexpected that for the first time tonight I didn't know what to do. My discovery was startling. Jake Douglas, hairy stud that he is and cum machine, cocksman, lady killer, had been fucked up the ass that day!! I continued to eat him and stroke those hairy cheeks which he enjoyed, but I was still surprised at this development. I decided to just dive in and enjoy the moment, for the moment. Jake was definitely enjoying it. I had him wide awake now, and he was wiggling that hot ass all over my face. I stuck my tongue extra deep into that hot male ass, convinced more all the time that this big macho all america straight acting man, had a secret and I was determined to find it out. When my tongue went in so deep, I tasted something new. No, not shit, but something creamy and thick. Damn, now I new for sure that Jake had been fucked up the ass and that whoever did the fucking had a pair of balls. That was sweet man cream up that hairy asshole. I had first wondered if Jake wasn't a bit kinky himself when he played with women, thinking that maybe he allowed those other bitches to use a dildo on him. But now I knew different. I pulled my face from his dripping crack and whispered in his ear that I needed to take a piss. I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom, closed the door, and for the first time that night I got completely comfortable. I took off my heels, hose, and panties. I also took off my wig and washed the makeup off. It was time that big stud Jake found out who the real "T'wanda" really was. I smoothed my hands over my chest, pinching my nips up hard, stroking down over my hard abs to my bush. Now here is where big Jake is getting his surprise. There wasn't some hair lined pussy staring at me in the mirror. I had me a big black horse cock. 11 inches long, baby, thick and uncut. And my balls were just as big as Jake's. Was he going to get a surprise or what? __________________________________________________________ Well, guys I think this chapter is long enough. Stay tuned for chapter 4. I just can't imagine what is gonna happen to poor Jake when "T'wanda" shows him that she/he is the boss. cowboycliff1@yahoo.com