Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2001 07:59:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Cee <cowboycliff1@yahoo.com>
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!
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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?

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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.


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