Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2016 16:20:04 -0500 From: Vlad Subject: Quick and Dirty Construction Worker Quick and Dirty Construction Worker By Daddy vampyrered@gmail.com As with all my material it is the sole property of me. I publish with Nifty.org only. If you wish to copy all or any portion of my written material, you will have to ask for my permission in writing. Also, if you are legally bound to NOT read this material in the Country in which you live, please leave now. In addition this material is for mature audiences only and is for entertainment and fantasy use. The characters may or may not be real people, but their identities have been altered to protect their privacy. This writing includes bareback sex, piss, humiliation, scat, and raunch. If you do not wish to read this kind of material, please hit your back button and select from the literally thousands of other stories Nifty.org has to offer. If you are able, please contribute to Nifty to keep this site operational for future writers and readers. As the title alludes to, this is a quick and dirty story. The sex was also pretty quick and dirty, but satisfying in so many ways to me. I am your average middle aged, pig. Love sex to be as natural as possible, and I like my men the same way. Very much attracted to masculine types. That doesn't necessarily mean muscular, but you have to exude that kind of personality, and swagger whatever your build. However, if you are on the beefy side, I am very much looking in your direction. Luckily for me I got a bit of both worlds. Walked into the local adult bookstore after leaving the bar. I was a bit buzzed, but not drunk. Just relaxed enough to make my sexual needs bubble up even further. Had tried to get laid at the local bar/hotel but no one was biting. When I pulled into the parking lot I saw the usual cars, and a couple of pickups. I was hoping one of those pick ups was being driven by some hot bearish type straight guy needing a fag pig to use. I was in luck. Of course in most places like this the cock suckers out number the cock. I had a quick look around and most of the local suckers were there, and the pickings slim. I figured I had a hand up on getting the type of man I was looking for. I checked a few of the doors and they were locked (someone in there that either was busy, or not looking). A few of the booths were open but not what I wanted at the moment. I might get desperate later, but I was on the hunt now. As I got to the end of the hall, on of the locked doors I passed opened, and this hot construction worker type came out. As with most of these dudes, they act like they are not looking to get their cocks sucked, and usually look pissed off. This guy was not exception. As he looked down the hall, our eyes met, and he gave me "the look". I can't really describe it to you, just that it was the acknowledgement that he was interested in me taking his cock. Good thing too, as he was exactly what I was looking for. He was about 6 foot, about 250-270lbs, and with broad shoulders. He had close-cropped hair, and a nice full beard (double points). He works a sleeveless flannel shirt over jeans that he looked to be poured into. Lets just say I could tell he was packing both forwards and in the ass. His big thick thighs also caught my attention. He was furry, and since this is summer, he was sweating (triple points). He had a nice smile, and brilliant blue eyes. A really good-looking man, and probably better looking once he cleaned up a bit. But being clean was not high on my list of wants in sex. I like a man to smell like one. I don't mind if his natural scent is mixed with his morning Old Spice, because that just gets my bone raging. He moved down to the end of the hall where I was, and entered the booth across the hall from me, and left the door unlocked. One of the old geezers, and I am not being mean, just that he really looked that way, was moving fast to cut me off. I gave him a look that stops most men in their tracks, and mouthed "back the fuck off". He stopped. I waited an appropriate amount of time to let the man inside get comfortable, but still wonder if he misread me. I opened the door and he had already started a movie on the screen. He didn't look back at me, but let me lock the door and make my way up to him. The big man was just standing there with his hands tucked into his front pockets, like most real men do. He was watching a "straight" movie with some cunt faking ever moan as she is taking it up the ass. I look over at him and catch his eyes. Those blue eyes seemed a bit devilish in the light of that TV screen. We stood there for just a minute assessing each other. He then starts to unbuckle his belt on his jeans. I do the same. He shimmies them down to his ankles and starts to play with his sizable package through his grey (most straight guys wear grey) boxer briefs. I push my pants down, and am naturally commando. I get down on my knees and start to sniff around his crotch. I was hit by the heat, and rank smell immediately. FUCK I think, his is going to be good. Next to poppers, man scent is the best thing to get me hooked. I nuzzle his package and start to bite on his cock through the cotton material. I get my face between his balls and ass and sniff. This must have been what he was hoping for, because he pushes me away, and sits down on the folding chair provided. He then orders me to take off his work boots. In quick order I get his work boots off so he can take his jeans off. He then takes his underwear off and throws them to me. Being the pig slut I am I know what he wants. I look them over, and find the spot that meets his hole. There I find sweat, and a bit of a stain. I push my nose into the spot and inhale deeply. "I figured you for a shit pig" he says softly. Without moving the underwear, I open my eyes and stare directly at him. "Yes Sir, I am". Here to do whatever it takes to get your load in me. He smiles like the Devil has just signed another soul. I lick that spot before putting the underwear with his jeans. I crawl on the sperm covered floor, to where he sits. The blurred TV light sets the correct lighting for an exchange that only can happen in a bookstore. Sleazy, no name sex with no holes barred. As I get closer he lifts his thick legs to let me have access to his hole. I dive in and know I will find fur, sweat, salt and shit. I not disappointed. The big bear of a man wiped, but not thoroughly. I sniff his hole first. Then I close my eyes and start to lick his tender ass lips. He moans loudly. I look up, and somewhere he produced a bottle of poppers and was taking a good hit. He handed me the bottle and I did the same. Now not only light on booze, and man scent, but a deep hit of poppers and I go in like an animal. My tongue goes deep in his hole, and ferrets out whatever shit I can. I suck on his ass lips to pucker them out and lick them. My face is buried so deep in this man's ass that he moans like a whore in church. He is very verbal, although as quietly as he can. "Eat my fucking dirty shit hole fag", "Damn boy you really know how to make a man's ass feel good", "Clean my fucking straight ass you pig". I keep doing my job and clean his hole masterfully. I take but a moment to catch my breath, and to let him let his legs down. His cock is rock hard and drooling cock precum. I move to his shaved (surprise) balls, and start to suck and lick them. He is stroking his cock in rhythm to my maneuvers. I can tell his cock is as hard as it has ever been and if I keep this up I will waste that load. I stand up and tell him to Breed Me! He stands up, spits on his cock and works that luggy in. I have bent over the folding chair and am in position for him to shove that beer can cock into me. I take another deep hit of poppers and wait. He pushes his cock in, and it hurts. I have not been fucked in awhile, and don't have it prelubed, but I relax, and push back. He stretches my hole beautifully, and finally gets pubes deep. He gives me just enough time to take another hit of poppers and starts to fuck me. My head is swimming, my ass opens up, and I ready to be bred. I match him stroke for stroke, and clench my ass muscles to keep me tight. He is swearing through his teeth as he fully enjoys my pig butt. He fucks hard and heavy, and I know it's not long. The big man quickly pushes deep in me, and unloads. I feel every shot of that sweet baby batter coat my guts. He waits till he is done and pulls out. I turn around with no hesitation and take his cum, and ass juice slicked cock into my mouth. I clean him off expertly. He pulls out of my pig mouth, and starts to dress. He is exhausted, but the smile on his face tells me everything I need to know. Once dressed, he thanks me for a terrific time, and hopes to run into me again sometime. I tell him to look for me. He walks out first so that it looks like he was alone. Almost as soon as he leaves, this lean redneck pokes his head in and waits for me to nod my head. He locks the door and head to the end of the room where I am still naked. "I am looking to breed some ass, figure you already have my buddies load in you". I just smile. I pull his dick out, and get it hard. It's not as thick as his friends, but it is long and veiny. I get him nice and hard, and turn around. He slides in me easily, and starts to fuck. He bends down to my ear and whispers, "love fucking a slut with my buddies load already in them." That admission gets me hard, and I beg for him to leave me dripping. He doesn't take long to unload, and I am starting to drip with cum. He gets himself put together and leaves thanking me with a slap on the ass. I am pretty loaded, and the booze and poppers are wearing off. I get dressed and leave the room. As I do this hot dude winks and me as I pass. He says, "Next time let me give you a third load." I reconsider my thought to leave, and lead him to another booth. Needless to say, I was there for another hour taking another 3 loads in my hole. It was a good Friday night.