A Cold Beer and Your Ass

She worked hard for us and I knew it. It was tough going to that dirty construction site day after day. Operating a huge bulldozer or the even larger excavator. She worked on a crew of rough and rowdy guys, but as a woman heavy equipment operator, she made way more money than I could dream of making at my fast food job. Carolanne is a pretty woman and the guys were hitting on her from the very first day, but she’s tough. Growing up the only girl in a family of boys made her assertive and bossy and willing to stand toe to toe with any guy. I love that about her. I never have to guess at what she wants, she just tells me. 

After two weeks on the job, she stopped in a local sex shop with some money from her first paycheck and bought a top of the line, 8 inch strapon dildo. She put it on at the shop and wore it home. When she got there she told me she was going to fuck me with it. I wasn’t too excited about having that big thing up my ass, but her assertiveness won out and it turned into the best sex we’d ever had. The thing had some kind of vibrator built into it that buzzed her clit and the harder she pounded me the more intensely it buzzed her. She fucked like a wild woman! Gripping me, moving me, thrusting and pounding me harder and better than any porn stud I’d ever watched on line.

The next morning, when she came out for breakfast, she was wearing the strapon under her jeans. The look in her eyes was defiant and strong, and her confidence was reflected in the set of her jaw. Her dick’s long, hard intent embossed the fabric along the inside of her left thigh. I asked her what she thought she was doing, and she made it clear, now the guys on her crew would leave her the fuck alone. When I protested about what it would make them think about me, she only patted my cheek and told me not to worry, she’d tell them I could take it like a man. 

After a few days of awkwardness the guys on her crew began to show her a new type of respect. Soon they were including her in their manly jokes about going home after a long day and giving it hard to the ‘little woman’. It used to embarrass me when she would come home and tell me about those comments, but the light in her eyes showed those comments only enflamed her. She liked what they inferred.

Six months have come and gone. Now she wears her dick 24/7. To work, to the grocery, out to dinner, she even wears it when we go to church. I tried to say something once and she just laughed and told me if I get to wear mine all the time, she can wear her’s all the time. I couldn’t really argue with that, but at least mine isn’t always hard, always so obvious. 

Carolanne came home from work yesterday, all sweaty and dusty. She tossed her paycheck on the table. I glanced at it. She got another raise. Third one since she started. She said,

“Get me a beer and get undressed.” This had recently become a common request. As I did as I was told, she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled out her always ready, always hard dick. I handed her the beer and she ordered. “Lube me up.” I sank to my knees before my wife’s magnificent dick and took her in my mouth. She pushed forward and I heard the familiar buzz and a low moan from her throat. The moan was music to my ears. When I looked up, her flannel shirt was partially unbuttoned and her pushup bra cupped slightly sloshing breasts as her hips pumped her dick in my mouth. She didn’t make eye contact, just took a big swig of her beer and enjoyed the ride. It flashed through my mind that it could be any guys mouth and she would be just as happy, but I focused on how lucky I was that it was my mouth. I slobbered and sucked her like I the goddess she is, running my hands over her dusty thighs, feeling the muscles inside the jeans that had worked so hard for us today. She drained the beer and set the bottle on the table with an empty klunk.

“Get me another and get against the wall.” I rose from the floor and fetched Carolanne a fresh beer, opened it on the way back and handed it to her as I passed, headed to the wall to assume the position. “Open it up for me.” I reached back, pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed back to relax my hole for her. The cool wet tip slid into me with practiced ease. Her free hand shoved my head against the wall as she proceeded to shove her dick all the way in, rolling up on her toes as her abs contracted, pulling her hips forward hard. Her dick buzzed furiously and she moaned as the stress of the day began to melt away. She fucked me. Grinding out her needs and drinking her beer. The alcohol and endorphins created a heady mix in her blood stream which resulted in ever greater thrusts from her strong hips. The first orgasm always came quickly. She ground against my ass as the waves of euphoric pleasure washed the day from her tired body and moans of release filled the kitchen.

She emptied her beer in one long draw, pulled out and slapped my ass. “Get me another.” I did. Knowing full well that she was nowhere near finished. I came back and assumed the position once again. Carolanne slid back into me, took a swig of her beer and said, “This is all I need to be happy, a cold beer and your ass.”

That Carolanne, she’s such a romantic. 

The Pill

I’m going to try a little something new. I’m going to post a picture. It could be any picture. It might be something mundane, fantastic, retro or modern. Then I’m going to write a ‘woman with a penis’ scene inspired by the photo. Let’s give it a try.

 

Jeffery is wobbling and stumbling along a dimly lit hall toward his apartment. His keys are jingling softly with his erratic movements. He arrives at his door and begins to fumble for the key to unlock it. Unsteady hands make a valiant attempt, but the key and it’s cohorts slip away. A soft thunk announces they’ve arrived on the floor and Jeffery sighs and grumbles as he bends to retrieve them. His head bumps into the door and helps to steady him on his slow decent toward the keys.

Suddenly the door is not there. Pulled quickly open it no longer provides support and Jeffery falls in a heap at Rachel’s feet. HIs bleary eyes travel up her naked body and it doesn’t take long for him to realize that she is not happy. Hands on her hips, stern face and flashing eyes tell him he is in it deep. She grabs him by the collar, pulls him over the threshold and closes the door.

“Rasheel! You shore luk bootifol.” His thick brain attempts some flattery. To his surprise she smiles, but his drunken brain doesn’t realize it’s not a smile of happiness.

“Did you have a good time? Was it fun hanging with all your single buddies at the clubs? Did you get to dance with lots pretty girls?”

“Yesh. I had a great time! It wash loads uh fun!” Her vicious smile broadened for just a second before the sternness settled over her again.

“That’s nice. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Cause it’s your last time. I took the pill earlier tonight.” This is enough of a shock to cut through some of the alcohol.

“What? You took the pill? THE pill?”

“Yes. THE pill. I’m never spending another night here alone while you go out for a good time and do who knows what with who knows who! Knowing you and your buddies you were probably getting blowjobs under the tables or in the bathrooms from girls too dumb to realize that they don’t have to do that kind of silly shit anymore!”

“But Rachel, we were going to talk about this first. We were going to try some things to make sure it was the right decision for us.”

“I’ve decided. It’s the right decision for me. I want more control in this relationship and I’m going to take it. You’re not going to run off with the guys and act like your single while you leave me here alone.”

“But, but what if I don’t like it?”

“My girlfriend Tammy at work took the pill. She has more confidence, has already got a promotion and her fianc√© Joe loves the new her. She said it took him a while, but she was persistent and he came around. I can be very persistent Jeffery. Besides, I’m already stronger.”

“But Rachel….”

“No buts! When the sun comes up it will be the dawn of a new day for our relationship. I’m sure it will be a little tough, having a girlfriend with a big penis who will constantly want to fuck you, but at least you won’t be complaining anymore about not getting enough sex and Tammy was telling me how great blowjobs are! I can’t wait! That’s going to be the first thing we do.”

Jeffery sat on the floor looking up at Rachel. She was still angry, but she was also excited. He could tell how badly she wanted this, but he wasn’t so sure. His head was spinning with all of her excited chatter and the alcohol. He needed sleep. Maybe this would all blow over in the morning. Maybe she hadn’t really took the pill and was only bluffing. As if she read his mind she told him,

“Better get a good look at this body. In the morning there’s going to be a big, hard, horny dick standing out where that little pussy is now. And I’m going to fuck you with that dick. I’m going to fuck you with that dick and our relationship is going to change. You won’t be doing what you want anymore, you’ll be doing what I want.”

Jeffery looked up at her. Rachel’s face was stern and her hands were on her hips. When his eyes settled on her crotch he stopped. It looked like it was swollen, maybe a little puffy. Cold certainty washed over him as he realized her cock was already starting to grow.