My partner made some sales online, also privately, until he got in touch with an old edition collector through Mercado Libre. My husband had several of those, first editions by any author that came to mind, so he set up a bookshelf with all those titles and called the collector to come see them and get a quote. The problem was that our schedules didn't match and to make matters worse, my husband had to travel to Rosario on the weekend due to his mother's problem. So he entrusted me with closing the deal. The collector agreed to come on Tuesday afternoon. I honestly forgot he was coming, so when he arrived, I was dressed in casual clothes: a short jean skirt, a loose blouse without a bra underneath and sandals. When I received him, the guy's eyes went straight to my blouse's neckline, where my voluptuous and enticing cleavage was peeking out.
-The lady of (my husband's last name) asked with a romantic announcer's voice.
-Yes, what about Mr. Ayala?-
The same, a pleasure to meet you- he nodded, extending his hand towards me.
I was delighted - I clung to her.
As I clasped his hand, I felt like a gentle caress of his palm against mine, almost imperceptible but evident. I did it, make him pass, invite him to take a seat, and offered him a cup of coffee. He was a man over 50 but under 60.
After the coffee and chatting a bit, and him telling me he didn't expect a client to have such an attractive wife... haha, I showed him the books. He went through them one by one, flipping through the covers, pages, especially the edges.
-Mmm... very well... and those down there?-
They're from a collection of Borges I said and I leaned down to grab one it was then that I realized I had left with my ass pointed towards him
-But... what great material!- exclaimed laughingly when I gave him an edition, although by his expression I didn't know if he was referring to the book or my booty.
-The best- also made me smile, understanding that it referred to the last one. At that precise instant, as if it were a sign from destiny, I hear my baby's crying (yes, I have a six-month-old baby), demanding its food.
-Excuse me? Breastfeeding time, you keep reading books-
I'm going to the room, I bring my baby with me to the living room, I sit in front of the collector and peeling a tit I start breastfeeding him. The guy's eyes were darting from one side to the other, from the book to my chest and vice versa. When the first take ends, I give him his due and switch to the other tit without saving the first one. It wasn't that he was thinking about screwing me, but at least he wanted to know how far he could go, and besides he wanted to get rid of those damn books once and for all.
-And what does he think? - I asked with evident double meaning.
The truth is... very interesting - nodded at me without hiding the bare chest - As I said, first-class material, although...
-What's the point of what? I wanted to know.
It's that I'd have to do a more thorough review - he replied without taking his eyes off me.
I smiled, I gave my baby another little treat and already satisfied I returned it to its crib, all this without covering my breasts, so when I went back to the living room I was still with my tits out. I grabbed them from below with both hands and lifting them up as an offering, I said:
Would you like to try them?
I left the book on the shelf and it came to me in smoke. It hugged me with frenzy, placing its package between my legs.
-That's how I wanted to have you, momma, you've been heating up for me since you arrived, daughter of a slut, what do you think I'm made of iron? - she said and kissing me with frenzy began to rub against my body like a raised dog. From my mouth down to my breasts and sucked them greedily drinking the cum that had remained.
-I think we're going to make a good business together-', he said, sliding his hand along my back and reaching my ass, where he began to touch and squeeze it at will.
-What a longing I had to touch it since you put it in front of me... mmm... what good breasts you have, mom!
But let's talk about business first, I said, nudging him gently apart.
What, are you going to charge me? she startled herself.
-Not a fool, I'm talking about books, how much for everything?-
-Uh... I don't know, maybe...- he stuttered.
Look how much better the quote is, I'll behave better myself - I'm encouraging it.
Well, uh... What do you think of (X) pesos?
-Don't screw me!- now I was the one who got startled -That's why I'm giving you a blow job, and maybe just a boobs fuck-
-Okay, let's see... how about... (X) pesos for the whole collection?-
-It's much better like this, although I'd like more (X) pesos - I said, mentioning a figure that exceeded what my husband had fixed-
I don't know... - she stuttered, scratching her head.
I pushed him to make him fall seated on the sofa, I sat on top of him, astride, and ate his mouth, entwining my tongue with his.
Look how I can be very grateful, huh? -I entrusted it to him.
-Okay, okay, screw it, I'll do whatever you ask-
What does he want? Seriously? I repeated with a mischievous smile, bending down at the same time.
Between his legs on his knees and started to unbutton his pants, without stopping to caress over the fabric an important erection.
Then I had in my hands a short but quite thick cock, with a head that seemed like the hat of a mushroom. I kissed it at the tip and slid my tongue up and down, licking it all over its length, even reaching its testicles, which I treated with great deference, kissing them, sucking them, biting them... filling my mouth with one and then the other, to later start eating piece by piece, first the glans, hot, juicy, swollen, and then the rest, until what seemed like a mushroom was stuck in my throat, a hiccup came but I contained it and went for the rest, arriving at keeping it all inside my mouth. My lips brush against its testicles and the guys, thick and bristly, tickle me on the tip of my nose. I let go, all sticky and numb, covered with my saliva, and eat it again, until the root, and so one after another, delighting in each portion of cock, going crazy for the collector in a most impious manner.
-Uffffff... ahhhhhh... what good blow job...!- exclaims between pleasant sighs, expressing in all possible ways how much it satisfied him the rubber strap that was being made to him.
To me too I must say, since I had a rich cock, those that make you want to suck and suck until you tear off the skin from pure suction.
With the cock at its maximum splendor, I got up and took off all my clothes, giving a little spin to let myself be contemplated without any obstacles.
-Oh, wow, I'm going to eat you up!- he exclaimed, rubbing himself firmly on his cock while rejoicing in my curves with my senses.
He taken off his shoes in a hurry, practically ripped off his pants, underwear and when he was about to untie his tie, I said:
Wait, let me take that for myself
I sat back down on top of him, with his cock rubbing against my intimate parts, I undid the tie first and then, while kissing him juicy and enthusiastically, scraping my lips with his rough and thick sideburns, I was undoing button by button of his shirt. When I reached the last button, I opened it wide open, and burying my nose in his hairy chest, I inhaled that masculine and inciting aroma, pure smell of hot male, I kissed his nipples slowly, sucked them, and continued along the line of his belly, licking and kissing everything as I went, putting my tongue in his navel, giving it turns and turns inside, to get back to his cock, furiously erect, and suck it again with enthusiastic frenzy. This time he grabbed me with his hands on the sides of my head and accompanied me in that coming and going around his thick contour. After sucking it well sucked, I put a condom on like we use with my husband, and rode him with all my might, but before inserting it, I grabbed it with one hand and rubbed it against my vaginal lips... I felt like an electric shock that made me vibrate all over... only then did I adjust my head in the shape of a mushroom between my lips and let myself fall, sucking up everything that thick piece of flesh that knew how to adapt perfectly to my snug dimensions.
I launched an exclamation of jubilation when I had it all inside, palpitating with excitement, filling myself up with that turgidity that overwhelmed me with sensations... intense, wonderful sensations. Little by little, I started moving, up and down, up and down, feeling those delicious punctures deep in my soul.
At first my oscillations were slow and pausated, all one 'Lady' mounting her courser, but progressively I was accelerating them, driving myself with more force into that palpitating and turgid morcillon that was buried deep within me, transforming me now indeed into a amazon riding her wild stallion. I didn't falter, quite the opposite, I intensified the rhythm, making the fat cock of the collector my center of gravity, the axis of all my movements, rising and falling, fitting in perfectly, offering him my breasts for him to savor at his pleasure. And that was precisely what I did, he sucked them, kissed them, bit them, got drunk on the cum flowing in gushes from my nipples.
After such intense riding, I dismounted from that comfortable saddle and sat down on all fours, slapping my own buttocks, surrendering with flair and everything. The collector stood up, slapped my buttocks as well, and grasping his thick cucumber with one hand, quickly positioned it between my breasts... when I felt the fat head burning my lips, I only had to go back and devour it halfway, he took care of putting the rest in, then he grabbed my waist and started taking me hard, really like an animal, radiating all the heat he had on top with each thrust. Each blow of his pelvis against my rear produced a deafening sound that resonated above our moans and gasps. We were both moving, he going forward, I going back, both of us straining to achieve a more profound penetration, although it was impossible, since he was putting it in me all the way up to my testicles. Suddenly, he left it lodged deep inside and gave me a strong slap on the buttocks, exclaiming:
What a slut my client's wife had turned out to be!
-Oh very very slut! I reaffirmed to her, while pushing him back with the booty until he sat down, me on top, all this with his cock still pulsing inside of me.
It seemed he had gotten tired of moving around so much. But I didn't want to stop, not even to catch my breath, I wanted to keep going, I wanted to keep feeling that alive and embodied power deep inside me.
Now I was the one who started moving, practically jumping onto his legs, driving that bar of flesh into me again and again, despite the latex feeling hot and slippery. Then I felt it... I felt it coming... the orgasm exploded in a loud enough way. My moans must have been heard all the way down the hallway, I didn't care, I needed to release all that sexual tension I'd accumulated since the collector crossed the threshold of my apartment. As I felt myself getting wet and ending so violently, the collector finished with me. His heavy breathing mixed with mine as I clung to his breasts and held him tight against his body, filling it to its maximum capacity.
After the intensity of the battle had passed, I slowly got up, holding the base of the condom with my index and thumb on my right hand to prevent it from coming off, and I unclipped it. As I did so, the cum started to come out through the sides of the condom. My mouth was watering at the sight of how much he had ejaculated. With my pussy still throbbing with pleasure, I settled onto the floor between her legs, pulled off the condom myself, made a fist in the tip for disposal, and went back to sucking her cock, voraciously sucking each piece, savoring with great relish the semen that had become impregnated on its surface. The guy was already exhausted but extremely pleased.
-Oh God, what a dust!- he exclaimed between laughter and sighs -It's been years since I've had such a good dust-off!- and patting my head paternalistically, he added: -Thanks!-
-Thanks to you... I replied... for having such a yummy cock and I kept sucking it, looking at him in the eyes all the time.
And that's how I managed to sell my husband's book collection at the best market price. My very happy husband, obvious... hehe.
-The lady of (my husband's last name) asked with a romantic announcer's voice.
-Yes, what about Mr. Ayala?-
The same, a pleasure to meet you- he nodded, extending his hand towards me.
I was delighted - I clung to her.
As I clasped his hand, I felt like a gentle caress of his palm against mine, almost imperceptible but evident. I did it, make him pass, invite him to take a seat, and offered him a cup of coffee. He was a man over 50 but under 60.
After the coffee and chatting a bit, and him telling me he didn't expect a client to have such an attractive wife... haha, I showed him the books. He went through them one by one, flipping through the covers, pages, especially the edges.
-Mmm... very well... and those down there?-
They're from a collection of Borges I said and I leaned down to grab one it was then that I realized I had left with my ass pointed towards him
-But... what great material!- exclaimed laughingly when I gave him an edition, although by his expression I didn't know if he was referring to the book or my booty.
-The best- also made me smile, understanding that it referred to the last one. At that precise instant, as if it were a sign from destiny, I hear my baby's crying (yes, I have a six-month-old baby), demanding its food.
-Excuse me? Breastfeeding time, you keep reading books-
I'm going to the room, I bring my baby with me to the living room, I sit in front of the collector and peeling a tit I start breastfeeding him. The guy's eyes were darting from one side to the other, from the book to my chest and vice versa. When the first take ends, I give him his due and switch to the other tit without saving the first one. It wasn't that he was thinking about screwing me, but at least he wanted to know how far he could go, and besides he wanted to get rid of those damn books once and for all.
-And what does he think? - I asked with evident double meaning.
The truth is... very interesting - nodded at me without hiding the bare chest - As I said, first-class material, although...
-What's the point of what? I wanted to know.
It's that I'd have to do a more thorough review - he replied without taking his eyes off me.
I smiled, I gave my baby another little treat and already satisfied I returned it to its crib, all this without covering my breasts, so when I went back to the living room I was still with my tits out. I grabbed them from below with both hands and lifting them up as an offering, I said:
Would you like to try them?
I left the book on the shelf and it came to me in smoke. It hugged me with frenzy, placing its package between my legs.
-That's how I wanted to have you, momma, you've been heating up for me since you arrived, daughter of a slut, what do you think I'm made of iron? - she said and kissing me with frenzy began to rub against my body like a raised dog. From my mouth down to my breasts and sucked them greedily drinking the cum that had remained.
-I think we're going to make a good business together-', he said, sliding his hand along my back and reaching my ass, where he began to touch and squeeze it at will.
-What a longing I had to touch it since you put it in front of me... mmm... what good breasts you have, mom!
But let's talk about business first, I said, nudging him gently apart.
What, are you going to charge me? she startled herself.
-Not a fool, I'm talking about books, how much for everything?-
-Uh... I don't know, maybe...- he stuttered.
Look how much better the quote is, I'll behave better myself - I'm encouraging it.
Well, uh... What do you think of (X) pesos?
-Don't screw me!- now I was the one who got startled -That's why I'm giving you a blow job, and maybe just a boobs fuck-
-Okay, let's see... how about... (X) pesos for the whole collection?-
-It's much better like this, although I'd like more (X) pesos - I said, mentioning a figure that exceeded what my husband had fixed-
I don't know... - she stuttered, scratching her head.
I pushed him to make him fall seated on the sofa, I sat on top of him, astride, and ate his mouth, entwining my tongue with his.
Look how I can be very grateful, huh? -I entrusted it to him.
-Okay, okay, screw it, I'll do whatever you ask-
What does he want? Seriously? I repeated with a mischievous smile, bending down at the same time.
Between his legs on his knees and started to unbutton his pants, without stopping to caress over the fabric an important erection.
Then I had in my hands a short but quite thick cock, with a head that seemed like the hat of a mushroom. I kissed it at the tip and slid my tongue up and down, licking it all over its length, even reaching its testicles, which I treated with great deference, kissing them, sucking them, biting them... filling my mouth with one and then the other, to later start eating piece by piece, first the glans, hot, juicy, swollen, and then the rest, until what seemed like a mushroom was stuck in my throat, a hiccup came but I contained it and went for the rest, arriving at keeping it all inside my mouth. My lips brush against its testicles and the guys, thick and bristly, tickle me on the tip of my nose. I let go, all sticky and numb, covered with my saliva, and eat it again, until the root, and so one after another, delighting in each portion of cock, going crazy for the collector in a most impious manner.
-Uffffff... ahhhhhh... what good blow job...!- exclaims between pleasant sighs, expressing in all possible ways how much it satisfied him the rubber strap that was being made to him.
To me too I must say, since I had a rich cock, those that make you want to suck and suck until you tear off the skin from pure suction.
With the cock at its maximum splendor, I got up and took off all my clothes, giving a little spin to let myself be contemplated without any obstacles.
-Oh, wow, I'm going to eat you up!- he exclaimed, rubbing himself firmly on his cock while rejoicing in my curves with my senses.
He taken off his shoes in a hurry, practically ripped off his pants, underwear and when he was about to untie his tie, I said:
Wait, let me take that for myself
I sat back down on top of him, with his cock rubbing against my intimate parts, I undid the tie first and then, while kissing him juicy and enthusiastically, scraping my lips with his rough and thick sideburns, I was undoing button by button of his shirt. When I reached the last button, I opened it wide open, and burying my nose in his hairy chest, I inhaled that masculine and inciting aroma, pure smell of hot male, I kissed his nipples slowly, sucked them, and continued along the line of his belly, licking and kissing everything as I went, putting my tongue in his navel, giving it turns and turns inside, to get back to his cock, furiously erect, and suck it again with enthusiastic frenzy. This time he grabbed me with his hands on the sides of my head and accompanied me in that coming and going around his thick contour. After sucking it well sucked, I put a condom on like we use with my husband, and rode him with all my might, but before inserting it, I grabbed it with one hand and rubbed it against my vaginal lips... I felt like an electric shock that made me vibrate all over... only then did I adjust my head in the shape of a mushroom between my lips and let myself fall, sucking up everything that thick piece of flesh that knew how to adapt perfectly to my snug dimensions.
I launched an exclamation of jubilation when I had it all inside, palpitating with excitement, filling myself up with that turgidity that overwhelmed me with sensations... intense, wonderful sensations. Little by little, I started moving, up and down, up and down, feeling those delicious punctures deep in my soul.
At first my oscillations were slow and pausated, all one 'Lady' mounting her courser, but progressively I was accelerating them, driving myself with more force into that palpitating and turgid morcillon that was buried deep within me, transforming me now indeed into a amazon riding her wild stallion. I didn't falter, quite the opposite, I intensified the rhythm, making the fat cock of the collector my center of gravity, the axis of all my movements, rising and falling, fitting in perfectly, offering him my breasts for him to savor at his pleasure. And that was precisely what I did, he sucked them, kissed them, bit them, got drunk on the cum flowing in gushes from my nipples.
After such intense riding, I dismounted from that comfortable saddle and sat down on all fours, slapping my own buttocks, surrendering with flair and everything. The collector stood up, slapped my buttocks as well, and grasping his thick cucumber with one hand, quickly positioned it between my breasts... when I felt the fat head burning my lips, I only had to go back and devour it halfway, he took care of putting the rest in, then he grabbed my waist and started taking me hard, really like an animal, radiating all the heat he had on top with each thrust. Each blow of his pelvis against my rear produced a deafening sound that resonated above our moans and gasps. We were both moving, he going forward, I going back, both of us straining to achieve a more profound penetration, although it was impossible, since he was putting it in me all the way up to my testicles. Suddenly, he left it lodged deep inside and gave me a strong slap on the buttocks, exclaiming:
What a slut my client's wife had turned out to be!
-Oh very very slut! I reaffirmed to her, while pushing him back with the booty until he sat down, me on top, all this with his cock still pulsing inside of me.
It seemed he had gotten tired of moving around so much. But I didn't want to stop, not even to catch my breath, I wanted to keep going, I wanted to keep feeling that alive and embodied power deep inside me.
Now I was the one who started moving, practically jumping onto his legs, driving that bar of flesh into me again and again, despite the latex feeling hot and slippery. Then I felt it... I felt it coming... the orgasm exploded in a loud enough way. My moans must have been heard all the way down the hallway, I didn't care, I needed to release all that sexual tension I'd accumulated since the collector crossed the threshold of my apartment. As I felt myself getting wet and ending so violently, the collector finished with me. His heavy breathing mixed with mine as I clung to his breasts and held him tight against his body, filling it to its maximum capacity.
After the intensity of the battle had passed, I slowly got up, holding the base of the condom with my index and thumb on my right hand to prevent it from coming off, and I unclipped it. As I did so, the cum started to come out through the sides of the condom. My mouth was watering at the sight of how much he had ejaculated. With my pussy still throbbing with pleasure, I settled onto the floor between her legs, pulled off the condom myself, made a fist in the tip for disposal, and went back to sucking her cock, voraciously sucking each piece, savoring with great relish the semen that had become impregnated on its surface. The guy was already exhausted but extremely pleased.
-Oh God, what a dust!- he exclaimed between laughter and sighs -It's been years since I've had such a good dust-off!- and patting my head paternalistically, he added: -Thanks!-
-Thanks to you... I replied... for having such a yummy cock and I kept sucking it, looking at him in the eyes all the time.
And that's how I managed to sell my husband's book collection at the best market price. My very happy husband, obvious... hehe.
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