Moustache...

Counting already with the information provided by Chuky, that same Tuesday I woke up with all the heat to the skin. Not only do I have a desire to take, but I also have a desire to take Bigote. I want to take myself to that man, I suppose it must be the same for you when you get hot with a cutie. You can appear with shells for every taste, but until they try that one, they won't stop. To me it was the same with Bigote, I wanted, longed for his cock.

I had previously asked my husband for the car, since the idea was to appear at his workshop like any other client, as if our meeting were a work of destiny.

I warned the Company that I would be arriving a bit later and headed to his workshop, with my pussy already pulsating with heat. I don't know the area too well, so I'm constantly consulting the GPS.

As I turn onto Warnes, I slow down, receiving some insults from those coming from behind. None of them say: Go wash the dishes, because if they had, I would have replied: Better that, I'm going to suck a good cock. At such a declaration, I think they wouldn't have been able to do anything but shut up.

At this point on Warnes, we're at 1400, Bigote's workshop is on the right-hand side, so I'm looking for different workshops and businesses, paying attention to the numbering. And there it is, with a sign that says Car body parts in front. I have to turn around because it's on the opposite side, but luckily when I arrive, I don't see any cars inside.

I park at the door and get out, wearing dark glasses and my hair tied back, so he won't recognize me right away, since the surprise is that it's a surprise.

I enter the workshop and see him behind the counter, talking on his cell phone. There's also a boy adjusting some tires that looks at me like he's never seen a woman before.

Without recognizing me yet, he tells his interlocutor that he has a client, who will call him later. He hangs up and greets me,

she asks very politely: -What can I help you with?- I explain the problem my car has, actually I invent one, since my husband had just done a complete review on it. -Excuse me but we don't deal with that- he says while searching for something in a card holder -But if you want I can recommend someone, they're right here on this same block- he adds handing me the card. I take it and pulling out my glasses at the same time, I say disappointed: -Okay if you can't help me, I hope that person can- -Mariela!- he exclaims recognizing me immediately. At least this one remembered my name. -Sorry, I didn't recognize you with your glasses on- he apologizes and coming out from behind the counter, he approaches me and greets me with a kiss on the cheek. -It's a shame you can't help me because...- -No, I can help you- he corrects me -I don't specialize in motors but I'm a mechanic, of course I can give you a hand- -Just one?- I reply suggestively. He only manages to laugh and then asks for the car key so his assistant can take it into the garage. When it's already inside, he lifts the hood and starts checking it out. -What problem did you say your car had?- he asks looking around everywhere. -None, actually it doesn't have any- I respond sincerely. We're both leaning under the hood, my breasts piled up under the collar of my shirt. -I don't understand- he replies standing up and looking at me intrigued. -Do you really not understand?- I reply still leaning down, my tits in plain sight, pulsating with emotion. I feel like the star of a bad porn movie and I love it. He looks where his assistant is, still adjusting the tires, and asks: -Should I tell Lucho to leave?- -That would be best, unless you want another party- he says. He tells his assistant to take a break, that he's going to close the garage for a rate. The boy doesn't make any repairs, grabs his backpack and retires, I don't know if he knows that his boss is going to check the oil of the client who just arrived. While he lowers the curtain, I sit down next to a cutie calendar hanging on the side of the counter. -What do you like more? - I ask, grabbing my breasts over my clothes and comparing them to those in the calendar. -Your ones, Mamita, your ones all my life! - she agrees, grasping her package and coming towards me with a you're going to fuck me look. I take off my uniform jacket, unbutton my shirt, and releasing the front button of my bra, turn my breasts towards her face. -These? - I ask again, barely containing them with my hands. -Yes, these! - she exclaims, squeezing them so hard that it leaves my fingers marked for a good while. Without letting go of my boobs, she searches for my mouth with her tongue and kisses me with a lot of saliva and noise in between. -I hope Pablo doesn't get mad at touching the merchandise- she comments, with her hands well attached to my breasts. -Pablo is in Tucumán, so he won't even find out- I confess -Besides, the merchandise is mine and whoever I want can touch it- I slide a hand between our bodies and caressing her third leg, add enticingly: -And it seems like I'm not the only one who likes having the merchandise touched- -Yes Mamita, look what I have for you to touch! - she says, peeling off her cock and shaking it ostentatiously. I already had it stopped, I think it stopped from the moment she realized it was the same as her friend's birthday. -I have all this for you, do you like it? - -I love it! - I agree, grabbing it and squeezing it, feeling that vital force bubbling inside. Right there, cornered against that typical gomería calendar, I get down on my knees and put her cock in my mouth. The flavor of her warmth floods my palate, intense, fragrant, irresistible. -Ahhhhh... Siiiiiii... Like you She likes to suck it, baby... Uhhhhhh... You have such a yummy mouth!- exclaims eufotically, with legs well apart, hands resting against that explicit display of tits.

I'll eat her whole, until the hairs tickle my lips, savoring and masticating each piece, coating it with saliva from my tongue, feeling its furious pulsation all along, suggesting the most sumptuous and exquisite pleasures.

As she is now, all puffed up and red, I put her between my tits and give her a violent masturbation, making cum droplets jump everywhere.

I go back to sucking her, eating all that foam that's gathered on her head, savoring it with great relish.

Desperate, with the cock veins pulsating at a thousand per hour, she pulls out of my mouth and, clearing everything off the counter with a swipe of her hand, screams at the top of her lungs:

-¡Come up here, I want to put it in you now!-

I get up and start undressing, doing a strip just for her eyes. Already completely naked, leaving the clothes piled on the floor, I sit on the edge of the counter, with my legs wide open, my kitty between my thighs sending sparks of passion.

Beard kneels down and sucks me with great relish, tickling me with his mustache, sucking my lips and clitoris with an intensity that makes me tremble like I'm connected to a high-voltage cable.

After the suck, he passes his tongue up and down, outlining that peak of pleasure that's pounding away with irresistible urges. Then he gets up, with his cock hard and swollen, and rubs it all along my length, coating the tip with that thick fluid that's already started corroding me from the inside out.

-Te quiero coger así, a pelo- he says, adjusting my head between his balls.

-Cogeme..., cogeme toda!- I say, feeling that vibrant swelling being introduced into me.

I don't care about anything anymore, the heat is too much to wait for those few seconds it would take... Put on a condom. I hadn't even finished accepting his request when it was already inside me, hard, hot, wet, and imposing in every sense. That's what I wanted, what I had been looking for, to have that cock inside me, filling me, taking away those desires I had been accumulating since Chuky told me where to find it. I move with him, strong, energetically, bumping our bodies together each time he goes in deep enough. Of course, while we're getting it on, we also kiss, with tongues, with all our mouths, sipping each other's breath, letting our lips slide over a stream of saliva. He was still wearing his clothes, his pants fallen to the height of his ankles, so when he pulls it out to take them off and be more comfortable, I take advantage and get down from the counter. -Where are you going?- he asks surprised as he takes off all his clothes. -It's my husband's car, I want you to screw me there- I say sensually and enticingly, walking towards the garage. -You can fuck wherever you want!- he exclaims running after me with the cock on fire. The hood is already warm, so I rest against it, leaning on my arms, and pushing my booty back. I close my eyes and let myself be carried away by my senses, feeling him go in, filling me up with sufficient force and vigor, infecting me with that beautiful heat that spreads throughout my anatomy from that vital point. The word pussy makes me wet at that strong and presumptuous advance, I get turned on like the slut I am, disintegrating into a clamorous litany of sighs and gasps. Grabbing his belt Bigote pounds me with an intimidating force, ending each penetration with a vigorous final push that leaves me dizzy and stunned. -Yes... Like this... Come... Come...!- I say, grabbing the hand he uses to hold my waist and encouraging him to drive me crazy. Pijazo after pijazo, I get pounded on the hood of my husband's car, like we're in a porn video. Lust The mechanic's shop, Rapid and lustful, or Marita, Bigote and a powder over wheels. Name it whatever you want, but the excitement of knowing I'm there, in an entirely macho environment, with photos of cuties in balls and the dense smell of grease and motors, completely undoes me, turning me into a perfectly lubricated machine, with all my orifices at the service of that human drill that seems determined to find the deepest recesses of my body.

This was undoubtedly another Bigote, more active, more overwhelming, avenging, full of power and vigor. Maybe the night of Gangbang was held back by the presence of others, but now it was like a motor out of gear, at 1,000 hours per hour, ready to enlarge my holes more than I already have.

I had started with my mouth, and now I was applying the process of enlargement to my use the word: pussy, entering and exiting, stirring it like a blender when it was inside, making me feel in every moment the force of a true animal.

When he pulls it out, after almost exhausting me, he tries to advance through my ass, but I stop him by running away to one side. I still want to keep feeling it through the main conduit, so I grab his hand and, rounding the car, lead him to the front seat.

I open the door and make him sit behind the wheel, with his legs outside, his cock erect overflowing heat. Then I get on top of him, my body almost out of the car, holding onto one side of the door and the other side of the bodywork.

- AHHHHHHHHH...! - I shudder as I feel him sinking into me, strong and vigorous, overflowing with testosterone.

He holds onto my waist, but it's me who controls the rhythm, going up and down, moving my ass like a cocktail shaker, to feel even more intensely that pulsating energy that demolishes all my defenses.

I'm like this for a while, riding him without brakes, until I get up and open the back door. I put on a couple of Fingers in my ass and I dilate it properly, then I recline face down on the backseat, legs out to the sides, feet on the floor. Bigote comes after me and makes me swallow it with one push, staying there for a bit, stretching me out. I scream, yell, and even get pleasure, letting myself be pounded until it's unbearable, feeling my intestines churning inside with each thrust. It kills me, tears me apart, annihilates me, making my butt the center of all its attacks. Attacks that, of course, she enjoyed like a good whore. Between agonizing gasps, I feel him preparing for the climax, getting harder and thicker still. -I'm going to come inside you, slut ..., fill your ass with cum!- he says with that perverted tone they all use when they're about to come. -Yes, yes, yes..., fill it up, son of a slut , fill it up with milk!- I yell back, feeling almost immediately like a torrent of milk fills my entire ass. We stay there for a moment, him on top of me, enjoying the delicious dissolution. However, I wasn't done yet, I had gotten wet, but my orgasm was still coming, the one I wanted to have with Bigote. So while he was still trying to recover from that delightful agony, I slipped out from under his body and got down on my hands and knees behind the backseat of the car, sucking his cock with all my might, trying to keep it hard despite the recent climax. Thanks to my lips, tongue, and breasts, which also collaborate in this noble task, I manage to keep that precious hardness going still. After a good blow job, I get on top of him and guide his cock with my own hand, then enter myself into... pussy, starting an enthusiastic and sustained up-and-down motion. -You're the only cutie who got me off twice in a row..., last night and... NOW!- he says between grunts as his body... tenses up preparing for a new explosion. But this time I don't let him finish inside me, nor even after I've enjoyed my own cum and still feel those tremors of pleasure in my interior, I get off his cock and after shaking it violently, I put it in my mouth, receiving one lechazo after another on my palate. I swallow everything, sucking until the last drop of semen, looking at him all the time while making those lubricous noises with my mouth that many people like. -All, all the baby's guasca, yes, swallow it all!- he exclaims with a pasty voice, like a drunk. And of course I swallow it all, squeezing his balls well, licking myself greedily as I feel the natural sap of his manhood dripping slowly and thickly down my throat. But even though there's nothing left to swallow, I don't let go of the cock yet, still attached to it, licking and kissing that greasy and turgid flesh that starts to lose its imposing supremacy little by little. Then, already outside the workshop, I leave the car at a car wash so they can get rid of the sex smell that seems to have impregnated the upholstery, and I go to the Company in a taxi. I arrive as usual after having had a porn movie-style fuck, with a smile from ear to ear, with the most intense sexual satisfaction drawn on my face. -Mmmhhh, it looks like your husband wasn't letting you out of bed, what's up, are they celebrating an anniversary?- one of my colleagues says, taking me away as I come from having had a very good fuck. -Something like that- I respond. Obviously I wouldn't tell her that I came from getting my oil changed at a greasy workshop on Warnes Avenue. I suppose if I told her she'd think it was a joke, and if she believed me, I'm sure she'd never understand why. Although the truth is that I don't understand myself, I just know I like it and as long as my body pushes me to live those moments worthy of a Pornstar, I won't resist.

26 comentários - Moustache...

Ya no se mas nada que decir de original!!!!........... Te comento lo de siempre: EX CE LEN TEEEE RELATO!!!! Muy bien escrito, bien caliente como son todos... te dejo 10 puntines, como siempre
Neo_Kf
Dios mio!!... no quiero faltar el respeto... pero mientras iba leyendo se me iba poniendo muy dura!!... no te das una idea de como me late la pija en estos momentos!!!.. aparte sin conocerlos me iba imaginando todo!!!!... excelente relato... te juro q me.dieron ganas de pajearme mal!!!... me.quiero matar porq estoy en el laburo... DIOS!!!... BIGOTE!!!... GENIO TOTAL!!... MARITA... de otro planeta!!!... tremenda!!.. van mis puntos
juste
terrible, acabo de venir de ponerla y encuentro esto!!!! me tuve q hacer una paja!!! q idola esta mujer, se hace esperar cada aventura tuya pero vale la pena
mortal Marita, ojala algun dia caiga en tu mira presiosa. besos
Ya no se que palabras utilizar para decirte como me calientan tus relatos @maritainfiel. Gracias por compartirlos
Eso de hacerlo en el coche del marido suena a pequeña venganza jajaja
Buen post, hoy no me quedan puntos, mañana te doy diez
Ya están los diez en tu cuenta
Muy buen relato. Que rica cogida te pegaron. Van puntitos y te invitamos a pasar por nuestros posts para saber tu opinión..besitos.
Algo me dice que en un tiempo no muy lejano, volverás al taller y te servirás de nuevo al Bigote, pero también con el asistente. Lo que más morbo me dio fue que lo hicieras en el auto de tu marido, que debe ser su 2º santuario. En fin, C'est la vie.
Como me gustan tus relatos @maritainfiel, no se si son 100% real pero me encantaria cruzarte alguna vez, mujeres como vos deberian de ser la mayoria 😉
"le vuelco mis tetas frente a la cara.
-¿Éstas?- le vuelvo a preguntar, conteniéndolas apenas con mis manos"

"empiezo a desvestirme, haciendo un strip solo para sus ojos"
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Como me calienta cuando las hembras "se ofrecen" así, ue delicia!!

"sorbiéndome los labios y el clítoris con una intensidad que me hace temblar como si estuviese conectada a un cable de alta tensión"[/i]
Estas son el tipo de frases con estos detalles son lo que hacen diferentes y únicos tus relatos a cualquier otro (a), y eso a mi me encanta!!

"...convirtiéndome en una máquina de coger..."[/i]
[b}Esta frase refleja con toda exactitud lo que tu eres en tus exquisitas "garche-aventuras" jajaja

EXCELENTE relato querida como ya nos tienes acostumbrados, a los que como yo, me he hecho adicto a tus "aventuras" sexuales.
Oye, cuantos de los del Gang Bang, te queda aún por "comerte" de nuevo? jajaja
Otro buen nombre para la peli porno sería "La Gomería del Placer" jajaja
FELICITACIONES linda, por este delicioso relato!! 👏 👏 +10
Besitos preciosa!!💋
LEO

Moustache...
me encanto tu relato y eh leido todo los otros estan eroticos porno segui con esto y te pregunto las historias son reales .
hhhrp
Que lástima que no hubo fiesta con el pibe,pobre. Ja !
Me ha gustado! Puta como siempre. Auque no me has contestado el ultimo mje q te mande. Besos...
Muy buen relato al punto de haberme dejado la pija con la espuma que tu dices
Muy buen relato me dejaste con la pija alpalo bb muy perra de tu parte.....
Que hija de puta Marita!!!! tremendo relato, soñé todo el tiempo que era yo con vos en mi taller y la pija me explotaba, la única diferencia es la terrible paja que tuve que hacerme para poder volver a caminar.