The big Cat groaned as it dug into the hillside with its sharp scraper blade, crisscrossing the side of the hill like a yellow prehistoric spider. Katie Arden operated the huge piece of equipment with the skill of a surgeon, deftly maneuvering the big earthmover like it was a family car.
Much to the chagrin of her parents, Katie stayed a ‘tomboy’ well into her high school years and when she graduated enrolled in a heavy equipment operator’s school. Six months later she had her union card and was driving machine’s like this one.
It was during her time in heavy equipment school that Katie made a most interesting discovery; the constant vibration that hummed from the motor of these big machines could induce orgasms deep in her vagina if she held her wet pussy in the right position when she worked.
Highly sexed since masturbating at 12 years old, and making it a rule not to date any of the men she worked with-though all well muscled guys usually-Katie found that this little extra inducement of her job helped her get through the days (and nights) and the more her pussy dripped while she packed, pushed, scraped and lifted the longer Katie kept at the job smiling and wet.
For the past hour, the stocky girl had been on the verge of a huge orgasm but had gotten distracted by a problem with her power steering. For this reason her pussy was still in a frenzy when she stopped her run short, jumped from the cab and right into Jerry Fitz standing at the side of the makeshift machine hut peeing. Gulping back a sigh as the man wrangled his monster cock back into his jeans, Katie attempted not to consider what a cock that size would look like when it was hard. Jerry realized he had been seen and turned in a flash, buckled up and went bright red.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” the man said.
“Jerry, come on, I’ve seen cock before,” Katie said smiling and walking by him.
“Yeah, the guys have always wondered,” he said stepping to keep pace with the wide-faced cute woman.
“Right, I dress in jeans and work shirts and drive a loader,” Katie chuckled. ” I got to be a lesbian, right?”
“How the hell should I know?”
Katie stopped and turned to the little guy.
“I’m not a lesbian,” she said reaching down to give Jerry a nice long tug on his crotch. “Not by a long shot.
Though she was trying to move past him, though this was all slightly embarrassing and Katie didn’t ever really have any designs on Jerry-actually she never really noticed the barrel-chested guy-her pussy was still aching and she liked the look-and now the feel-of the man’s cock.
“Follow me,” she said, broke from Jerry, ran round the machine shed and stepped inside. Looking around the small room, Katie dropped to the ground the minute Jerry entered.
“Fuck Ka…”
“Come on, get it out,” she said kicking off her dark dirty boots and wriggling down her dusty pants. “You obviously have the goods, let’s see if you know how to use them.”
Of course Jerry couldn’t get his worn muddy jeans down fast enough but when he saw Katie reveal her well-groomed tight little snatch his cock grew so much it was all the guy could do to get his pants and boxers down and kneel to the cold cement floor.
Katie felt the cold to, but in fact it felt good against her little ass as she felt her pussy pulsating with heat when Jerry lie his pumping cock against the front of her legs.
“I don’t know if it’s just this one time, okay?” she said, smiling and felt her pussy grow even hotter. “But for now…”
Jerry didn’t need any further explanation. Yes, he would have liked a little more time, a more comfortable setting, maybe get Katie completely naked-at the very least to go down on that beautiful pussy under him-but he knew he had to take what was being offered here as fast as he could.
“Fucking vibration!” Katie screamed and grabbed the man’s ass into her as Jerry lie forward and began to fuck her little pussy as fast as he could.
