It had been a hot summer day, thank goodness the shop was still nice and cool. I finally had to open the big door to the shop and all the cold air rushed out filling the shop with warm breeze coming from outside. The forge was warming up the shop fast but I wanted to get at least one more peice finished before calling it a day. I normally don't get much visitors to my shop so on hot days I tend to only wear a big leather apron, and leather pull off sleeves. So none of the hot sparks will hit my bear skin as I hammer away at the hot metal. The apron doesn't cover my back so a nice breeze can help Kool down my naked body as I work.
I had a woman call me last week asking if I made hooks out of railway ties I said yes and told her I could make her a few if she wanted to come pick them up next week they should be ready. To be honest I completely forgot and was trying to finish them off before and if she would ever show up. I get a few calls asking for smaller stuff to be made and they never show up. But must of the stuff I tend to just heat it back up and turn it into other things so it's really no big deal. I only have the shop as a hobby and if I make money then it's a good day. It started to get hot so I stripped off my cloths not thinking anyone would show up like normal and put on my big leather apron and sleeves and continued to work. I must have been really focused on finishing up this peice because I never noticed her walk in. It wasn't till I stopped working the metal and tossed it into the forge for its last bit of heat when I turned around and there she was. Sitting on one of the stools, her purse sitting up on the table and she had a water bottle next to her. I pulled my earphones off my head and said. I'm sorry I didn't realize anyone was here, and I didn't think you were coming today. I'm sorry is this a bad time I just thought I would drop in just incase the hooks we talked about were finished and I could take them home today. I pulled my leather sleeves off and realized I was naked under my apron. I looked up at her and she had a rather large grin on her face. I'm must apologize again I normally don't dress like this when someone is coming over. It OK really, she said I loved watching you work. You so deep into your work it amazing to see. Plus you have a great back side to watch as you swing your hammer. I have to say blushed a bit when she said that. Well I said let me get this last hook out of fire and finish it off and when it cools down they will all be ready for you to take home. That would be wonderful she replied. I turned off the propain forge and plunged the hook into the water and layed it on the anvil. With the forge now off the shop was alot more quite and we could speak normal. I walked back over and sat at the high table with her. She spoke first. So tell me the truth do you always work half naked. Just on hot days I answered with a small smile, and only when I know, no one is coming over. Well I'm sorry I should have called but I was close by and took a chance. Well I'm glad you did. I hope I didn't scare you off from anything else you may want now that you seen more of my work than I'm use to showing. Oh no not all she said. Actually I loved every bit of it. Only wish this was a glass of wine or a beer, and it would have been an even better show to watch. I smiled at her. Well here I think I can help with that. I walked over to the office fridge amd pulled out two long neck beers and opened them as I sat them in the table infront of her.
Well this is a first, In my 68 yrs I have never had a half naked blacksmith bring me a beer. Well then this is your lucky day I guess. Glad to be a service to you. Is there anything else I can get for you. She sat there for a minute taking a small drink. You don't have anything else you need to work on do you. Maybe I could watch you a bit as I drink my beer. Well actually I do but I will need to start the forge back up. Oh good you do that I want to watch you swing that big hammer again. I walked back over to the forge and lite it back up. I pulled out a peice of small metal stock and welding it to a peice of rebar and tossed it into the fire. I watched her a bit out of the corner of my eye. She had swong her legs open as she watched me. It seemed the more I did the more her skirt slipped up her legs and her panties started to show. There were lace, blue in color. I reached in and took the now red hot metal out if the fire and stood on the other side of the anvil so I could watch her as I hit the red hot metal. I began to work the metal, as she Bagan to run her hands down between her legs. The sound of the hammer seem to make her hunger grow. The shop was now hot and sweat began to roll down my chest and arms. I picked up a rhythmic beat with the hammer. Hitting once hard down on the red hot metal then two quick hits on the anvil. She matched my enthusiasm and ran her hand down her between her legs rubbing the top of her panties for me to see. The bright red glow of the metal began to fade so I knew I had to place it back into the fire once more. She once again matched my actions and slowly removed her visibly wet blue lace panties. Running her hand across her wet outer lips and slowly pressing past them slipping inside her folds and deep inside herself.
She moved her hand as I moved the red hot metal back and forth in and out of the flame in the forge. The metal began to glow red hot. I pulled it from the fire and layed it on the anvil. I stood there hammer in hand preparing to swing my hammer. Looking over her golden nectar was flowing down her legs now. Her head laid back into the head rest as she climaxed. I slowly walked over pulling my leather apron off. My manhood now reviled to her. It stands fully erect, hard as the metal I was just working. I watch as her fingers now slip out of her wet pussy, and begain moving slow over top of her pink wet lips. She is basking in her womanhood, almost glowing from the satisfaction only a complete orgasum can give a woman. The light touching her legs reflecting from her juices still running down her legs. She was the perfect picture of a true woman. Not because she was beautiful, but because she knew herself and let her feelings and desires flow as they may. She slowly came back to reality when she lifted her head. Her eyes lifted as she looked up and down my body as I walked towards her. No words were said just the acknowledgement that she new I was going to take her now. She spread her legs as I stepped between them, giving herself to me. I reached down grasping the baack for her neck pulling her into me. Our lips meet, as our lust and passion became one. She pulls her legs up as I push my hips into her, allowing my still rod to slip up and down her wet outer lips. A slight moan passes her lips as we move our hips against each other. Reaching down I grasp her top and pull it off her revealing her large brest still trapped. Out of the corner of my eye I see the knife I had made a few days earlier still laying on the table next to us. Reaching over I grasp the knife and push her back into the chair. Her eyes grew wide as I laid the cold knife flat between her brest and slowly slip it up under her bra. Pulling it tight against her bra I pulled up cutting her lace bra with one quick motion. Her breats now free from thier captive. They lay apon her chest, a small beed of sweat rolling down between them. I lean forward laying the knife back down on the table and kiss the salty yet sweet sweat away.
My still hard cock lay just between her outer lips her hips move as i kiss each brest. Reaching down pull her hips out towards me as my steel cock enters her. I can feel her tight muscles grasp the head of my cock and suck me deep inside of her. Her sweet velvet engulfs me and squeezes me as I push forward with long slow strokes. Picking up the pace with each stroke. I can feel her nectar flow freely over top of me with each stroke flowing down our legs. As our pace quickens I feel my shaft grow hard my head begins to throbe and I release deep inside of her. One last deep push and our juices mix as one. I catch my breath for a moment just enjoying the way she feels wrapped around my still hard cock. I pull her up from her seat and lead her over to the couch just a few feet away. She pulls the rest of her clothes off and sits down. I kneel between her legs and push them apart. Her lips are completely open now as her legs spread for me. I can see our combined love mixture dripping from her. I plunged my tounge deep inside her sucking every inch of her sweet lips, ensuring I get every drop. She bucks her hips hard as my tounge passes over top of her clit. Finally I focus all my attention on her swollen clit and suck hard she grabs ans pushes my head down hard and rocks her hips as I suck. Once again her nectar flows amd covers both of us. She finally releases me and I sit down between her legs my back towards her. She lays her legs over my shoulders and we relax for a while. Just enjoy the glow from the forge.
14 comments
Best way to work, glad someone else enjoyed too
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Thanx for sharing your experience & related pic
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Some spelling problems, but a good story...
Yes i don't edit them i just sit down and write them during lunch and post them sorry. My other stroies i post on another website are edited and looked over two or three times. But then again they pay me for them. These are just for fun. If i could get payed for these then i would edit.
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