Free Story – Construction Job

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Why make up my mind which one? I wanted them both—and they both wanted me.

When spring came last year, it brought more than rain. It brought men! Workmen of all shapes and sizes piled out of pickup trucks, men who measured and marked the huge lawn next door, then dug down deep and began building a house.

I watched them so much from my window that two of them, a younger one and an older one, began to wave to me every day. They were my favorites. I just smiled and waved back, waiting. There finally came a day after the walls and roof were up, when my two men were working alone.

The screaming whine of a power saw greeted me when I crossed the torn-up yard to the front door frame. I stood there, enjoying the clean scent of new wood, waiting to be noticed by the two dudes I’d come to seduce. Yes, two. I’d never been able to make up my mind between them; I liked them both, wanted them both. So why should I have to choose just one?

I turned to see what kind of view my unknown new neighbors would have from their porch, standing in the sun, knowing full well that my curvaceous body was silhouetted against my gauzy skirt. Someone shut off the power saw and then dropped it with great force. I heard him swear softly before coming out to stand beside me.

It was the younger one, looking even more magnificent up close than he had from my window. He was a tall, sun-bleached, green-eyed blond, well-muscled, and covered with satin-brown skin that was clear down to his low-slung jeans. His look was both bold and shy as he silently took my hand in his dry, sandpapery workman’s hands and drew me into the house with him. I felt a shiver of delight run down my spine and wet my pussy.

“Tom!” he called, keeping his eyes on me while turning his head toward the hammering somewhere overhead. “It’s our girl in the window!” Our girl! I smiled at their name for me while my heart thudded with increased excitement.

“What? Where?” There were footsteps overhead, and the older one was peering down at us through the rafters. He was slim and rangy with a shock of gray hair and a face full of laugh lines. He looked at me with twinkling blue eyes and a smile that seemed to know it all. “Hello there, honey,” he crooned. “What’s your name?” I had to wonder just who was getting men seduced—them or me? What did it matter anyway? I smiled right back, full power. “Abbie. What’s yours?”

‘Tom,” the older man said. “And that’s my buddy’s boy, Adam.”

I smiled at them both. “I came over for the grand tour, if you have the time?” I asked.

“Why, sure! We were about to knock off for lunch anyway,” Tom assured me. “Since I’m already up here, how about we start at the top and work our way down?”

“I’ll help you,” Adam offered, conducting me to the stepladder like a gentleman. I thanked him and hitched my skirt over my knees to begin climbing. He stood right behind me and held the sturdy ladder with unnecessary care, using both hands, his breath warm on my skin as I climbed between his long arms.

He stood so close that my ass softly bumped his face. He didn’t seem to mind. I turned and perched on the top step, leaving my skirt pulled up. There was a strangled sound from Adam below me, letting me know he’d spotted my bare pussy.

I felt deliciously naughty knowing he was staring at it as I looked around the attic space with interest, listening to Tom explain what he was doing and what would come next. He wasn’t fazed at all when I stared at his crotch, licking my lips. He did falter when I grazed my nails across my nipples, making them poke against the thin fabric of the strapless men’s undershirt I wore. We smiled at each other while below me, I could feel Adam’s warm hand on my ankle, inching its way higher.

I was flirting with both guys at once, and neither man knew it, each giving me his full attention, responding as though I was interested in him alone. I never had so much fun. This promised to be great!

As Adam’s hand reached my knee, Tom finished with, “I think that’s it,” and crossed to me, ready to come down the ladder. Adam put his big hands around my waist and lifted me down from my perch, letting my lushly curved body slide down against him. He was hard all over, but especially where it counted. I snuck my hand between us and cupped him briefly, making his breath catch while his friend climbed down to join us. He felt so good!

When I turned, Tom was looking at Adam, seeming to know instantly that the younger one was hot for me. I took Tom’s hand to proceed with the tour, winking at him and smiling. He eagerly led the way through the rooms while Adam trailed behind me, both of them pointing out the floor plan and what had to be done yet. At the end of the tour, we ended up in a back corner bedroom.

“Oh, what a sweet view!” I exclaimed as I leaned out the empty window space in the back wall. Behind the house, a tiny stream and a stand of trees stood, looking cool, green, and secluded, with the soothing sound of running water and rustling leaves. I thought it would be a great place to fuck.

My position in the window gave my men a clear view of my shapely ass. I know they both looked. I could practically feel their eyes burning over me. I wondered if Tom could tell I had no panties on. When I backed up and bumped right into him standing behind me, his hands quickly brushed my ass. If he didn’t know before, he knew it now. His eyes gleamed.

“Are you married?” Adam asked huskily, moving closer. “No. Are you guys?”

“Not anymore,” Tom answered; Adam shook his head no.

“Come on, two good-looking guys like you?” I openly admired both of them, taking my time, lingering over the intriguing bulges in their jeans as they admired me. They seemed to like how my nipple color and the outline of my cunt showed faintly through my thin clothes.

‘‘We run too fast,” Adam joked. “Yeah, chasing hot numbers like you,” Tom grinned.

“Ooh! I think we’re going to get along just fine,” I purred. The two dudes looked at me, then at each other with long, measuring looks. They were gearing up to compete for me, still unaware of my intentions.

“Do you like pizza and beer?” I asked, startling them. Somebody’s stomach growled, making us all laugh. “Good,” I said, “because I ordered some and it should be here any minute.” They stared at me in surprise, and then laughed again.

“I was about to invite you to have lunch with us,” Tom said.

“Yeah,” Adam nodded. “I thought I’d have to fight Tom over who stayed with you and who went out to get it.” “You thought right,” Tom told him, his tone serious.

“Pizza’s here!” someone bellowed out front. Adam started for the door, then took me with him, hungry with a hard-working man’s appetite but too smart to leave me alone with his experienced rogue friend. Tom laughed and followed us.

I loved to see them eat. If they liked their loving like they enjoyed their food, I was going to be one damn well-satisfied chick. My pussy was getting wetter as the food disappeared and my two contenders relaxed. That was more like it. I wanted love, not war. I wanted all three of us together at once.

Tom yawned. “That’s the only trouble with beer. It makes me sleepy,” he complained happily, looking at me. From the glint in his half-closed eyes, it didn’t make him look too sleepy.

Adam stood up and stretched. “Good. You go to sleep,” he told Tom. “I’ll be right back,” he said to me, then quickly went out the back door. I looked out to see him heading for the trees. “Beer makes him go, Abbie,” Tom said lazily. “Do you want to watch?” he teased.

‘‘I wouldn’t mind, but he stepped behind a big tree.”

“Then come over here. I want you to show me that pussy you were flashing to Adam.”

“You don’t miss much, do you?” I asked huskily, walking over to stand beside his reclining form. “Especially sweet pussy for dessert,” he grunted, lifting my skirt.

He guided me over him and helped me as I lowered my crotch to his face, feeling weak in the knees. I tucked my skirt up into the band to give him some air and to watch him look at my cunt. He barely noticed, merely glancing at my face before he pulled me down closer and put his tongue right where I needed it so badly.

His tongue was hot, wet, and loving—the perfect balm for my itchy, hungry cunt. His licking me out felt so good that I had to brace my hands on the floor. My clit had been hard for ages, so as soon as he licked it, I came, gasping and grinding my cunt against his face. Tom pulled back when I was done and looked up at me in surprise, his face wet. Then he looked past me. I turned my head, my heart pounding. There stood Adam, looking both horny as hell and none too pleased to see me sitting on Tom’s face.

“Dammit, Tom. I wanted her!”

“Dammit, Adam. She needs both of us. Put your cock in her mouth. Give her something else to think about besides my mouth on her. She’s trying to drown me.”

Adam looked at me uncertainly as Tom went back to exploring my pussy. “Why did you duck behind the tree?” I asked, reaching for him, dying to see and feel and suck that cock of his.

“Huh! Are you kidding? Just try pissing through a hard-on! Just the thought of you watching me made it impossible! Why do you think I took so long?” He quickly shoved his jeans down, and I watched avidly as he freed his trapped cock, sucking in my breath when I saw the hard, beautiful curve in his staff. I could just imagine how great that would feel in my pussy!

Tom swallowed rapidly as I gushed. “She’s doing it again!” he gasped. “Hurry, boy!”

I wrapped shaky hands around Adam’s cock, delighting in the feel of him, hard and throbbing. I ran his hot, silky organ over my lips, cheeks, and eyelashes, sniffing in the aroma of his balls. He made my mouth water even before I took him in my mouth. There was a groaning of pleasure from both of us as I sucked him, and a sputter from Tom, then we were all down on the floor. I was on my back with Tom’s face between my legs, and Adam lay beside me, holding my head while my mouth pleasured his cock.

It was better than I’d dreamed of. Tom was driving me wild, licking, kissing, nibbling, and sucking my pussy. He stuck his finger deep inside me at the same time, probing and twisting. It made it hard for me to concentrate on Adam, who was a delicious combination of fresh lumber, sweat, and musk. I licked and sucked his cock, then very gently gnawed on the tender, spongy head till he was on the very verge of coming. I had to be so careful. I wanted to keep him there, tease him awhile, make it last, but Tom’s expert cunt-lapping had me thrashing so much, I was afraid I might bite Adam.

I twitched my tongue firmly under his sensitive head, and he erupted with strong, copious spurts of delicious cum that filled my mouth, hot and salty-sweet. I swallowed it all, gently milking out the last dribbles before I let him go. Adam was clutching his chest, getting his breath back, when I smiled up at him, licking my lips in satisfaction. He smiled at me, then slid down and kissed me deeply.

My pussy ached to be filled as I realized that Tom had stopped licking me, probably when Adam came. “Oh, I need a cock in my pussy!” I moaned.

Tom chuckled. “Hang on, Abbie. It’s coming.” He took my hand and put it on his bare, eager cock, letting me feel its magnificence with my hand before he let me feel it in my happy pussy. He shoved it into me with a grunt, and I was electrified. He held himself over me straight-armed, torturing me with slow, intense strokes of his iron cock, nearly pulling out of my pussy each time, making me gasp. He was grinning cockily. I reached up and tugged him down by his gray hair, kissing him the way Adam kissed me.

“Oh, please, suck my titties. Both of you!” I begged, my fingers restlessly running through their two heads of hair. “They need to be sucked so badly.”

My nipples felt impossibly tight and stiff as Adam peeled off my thin shirt. My two men looked at my swollen breasts, then at each other, and grinned as they synchronized their movements. They lowered their heads together and gently kissed my nipples, twiddled them with their tongue tips, then blew at them, watching each other, almost laughing. They were driving me crazy with their game, holding back what I wanted.

I pulled their hair. As one, they nibbled me in retaliation, none too gently, forgetting each other and unconsciously reacting alike. Then, as they found their mouths full of warm titty, they finally suckled me in earnest. Driving arrows of need shot straight to my cunt, growing stronger and stronger, making me rock and whimper, biting my lips. Then I was coming, vibrating around Tom’s big cock deep inside me, crying out as I came harder than ever.

Tom responded, pumping faster and harder. He began coming himself just as mine was easing off, sending me over the edge again as his cock pulsed and surged strongly, spitting his seed furiously into my cunt. He was still breathing raggedly when he collapsed on top of me and hugged me, inadvertently hugging Adam too. Adam hugged back, his cock hard against my hip.

“Hell, Tom, you’re a tiger!” Adam said, punching Tom’s bicep as he looked at the two of us glowing with sweat.

“You think so?” He was pleased. As we lay there together, I just had to smile. What strange, wonderful, funny creatures guys can be! I hugged them both hard.

“Oh god, Adam. She’s ready again!” Tom said, rolling off to lie beside me. He saw Adam’s erection and chuckled. “You, too? Go get her! Fix her wagon good, boy!”

“I intend to,” Adam declared and pulled me over on top of him. “But she’s gonna help.”

I was willing to try. My skirt got in our way, hiding his cock from me, so I took it off. It was oddly exciting to be totally naked while they wore their construction boots and had their jeans at half-mast. Adam helped me aim that great, bent cock to the opening of my very wet pussy, getting the head in. Then I took over, slowly settling down onto it. It felt incredible—sort of like a giant flesh-and-blood corkscrew.

Adam stroked my ass, tits, and belly while I humped on his cock. I soon discovered a problem. Every time I neared orgasm, I felt so weak with pleasure I couldn’t move, and the delicious urgency would drain away. Adam grabbed my hips and helped me, but he pumped too slowly. I squirmed impatiently and made another discovery. When I twisted my hips, his bent cock did wild things in my pussy, touching new places, igniting me. I did it again.

“Oh, Abbie, don’t do that,” he gasped. “I want this to last.”

“But it feels so good!”

“Don’t I know it!” he groaned and began bouncing me faster. He held my hips in his large hands as he slithered that twisted snake in and out, grunting sometimes as he fought to keep it slow. I didn’t want it to be slow. I rotated again. He gasped and went still, then smacked my ass gently.

“Tom, Adam is a meanie,” I complained, feeling the sting.

“You like it,” he laughed, stroking his rising cock with a lazy hand as he watched us.

“I sure do,” I agreed, feeling even wetter and more turned on as the sting faded. When Adam resumed his old rhythm, I twisted again. He smacked me again and hollered because this time he couldn’t stop. He flipped me onto my back and began pounding his cock into me, grunting with mounting urgency as his orgasm approached. Then he was coming, pressing his face against the side of my neck as his cock twitched and spurted, taking me with him, making me squeal.

A hand clamped over my mouth as my noise echoed through the empty house. It was Tom’s. “Don’t attract anybody in here, Abbie. I’m not through with you yet,” he said huskily. I barely heard him as I hugged Adam to me. “Get off her, Adam. I want her sweet ass.”

They both flipped me over onto my knees with my ass in the air. I was too relaxed to either help or protest, except for a tiny “ooh” when the rough wood floor scraped my bare tits. Tom told Adam to spread my skirt under me to protect my skin, and Adam did.

They were darlings, I thought, the best lovers I’d ever had. I’d never felt so satisfied in my life. Tom stuck his cock in my soppy, wet pussy and stroked a few times, waking me up a little. He pulled out, and then rubbed his hand over my cunt and up my crack, spreading my wetness and their come onto my asshole. He probed with a finger and grunted with satisfaction as it slid in with ease. Then his hot cockhead was there, pushing, pushing, and inching its way in slowly. It was much larger than his finger, harder to take. “Relax, take it easy,” he murmured. “Let me in your ass, Abbie. I gotta fuck your tight ass.”

When he pushed his cock all the way in, he held it there, letting me get used to it. I felt filled with his cock, stretched, impaled. Tom began to move, and I grunted each time, not realizing it was making Adam nervous until he took my hand and squeezed it. It felt better after that. Tom reached under me and pressed his hand to my cunt, giving me something to bump my clit against.

He was shaking with need, muttering, “So tight, so tight,” as he pumped his hard cock deep between my ass cheeks. From deep inside me, I could feel one more orgasm building, and it felt like a big one. I began to whimper as Tom drove himself faster, then suddenly stopped, and I could feel his liquid pouring deep into my ass. I came hard, out of control, wetting myself, wetting his hand. We collapsed, exhausted.

My new neighbors are friendly, well-off, and elderly. I’m glad I performed their housewarming. Tom and Adam have invited me to two more.