For my friends, I have always been a lucky guy due to the many trips I am forced to make for my work. They always think that since I'm away from home, I spend nights partying and having adventures with wonderful women... But reality, to vary, is quite different. And it's not that you can't go out sometimes and maybe even meet a woman, but obviously that's not the norm. Working many hours and having few opportunities for leisure is normal in my trips, at least for me. Anyway, I've never complained inside because these trips also give me the opportunity to interact quite a bit with local workers, learn about their customs, habits of life, food, and when I have free days, do some tourism. Some of those trips have had long periods in other countries, but since I'm not sure how long they'll last, I can't take my family with me. You can't keep changing schools permanently during the course, it's a hassle for kids, so it's normal for me to travel alone. Of all the places I've known, there's one where I definitely feel comfortable, and that's the United States. Despite many social differences between the two countries, and despite being a society with its flaws, like any other, it's the place where I've always found it easiest to relate to people, and where I've felt most comfortable. And it was there precisely where what I want to tell you today happened. In my first stay there, I rented an apartment in a good neighborhood on the outskirts of the city, in a private urbanization with a pool and several tennis courts. The urbanization consisted of two-story buildings with apartments and some attached houses, and the entire surroundings, both exterior and interior, were very green, with a lot of vegetation, so the community pool was surrounded by a zone green and it was really pleasant and cozy. There I spent the last hours of the day, reading Spanish press on my tablet to stay up to date, and taking advantage to talk to the family. One of those days one of the neighbors overheard me speaking Spanish and introduced himself, telling me that he and his wife were Venezuelan exiles due to the unfortunate situation in the country, which they had been living there for about a year with their two daughters, and that they would like to invite me one day to a barbecue at their house and introduce me to some friends. His name was Gustavo, but he told me everyone called him Gus. Of course I accepted delightedly and we exchanged phone numbers. A few days later after that, we coincided again by the pool, and that day he was with his wife and daughters. Gus was older than me. He was around 50 years old, but really didn't look more than 40, and his wife was the same. After I found out Adriana was 46, but still didn't look more than 40, and it seemed almost incredible that both of them had two daughters aged 18 and 19. She was a woman around 1.65 meters tall, with normal breasts but generous hips and a big ass. She had dark, smooth, and medium-length hair. She was very beautiful and attractive, although she wore a rather modest swimsuit, no doubt suitable for such a conservative community as the American one. Her daughters were two more beauties. The older one had the feminine and generous forms of her mother, although with slightly larger breasts, which made her even more attractive, and the younger one was thin all over, with small breasts and a proportionate ass, but with a delicious figure. In short, I had been left stunned by the three females of Gus's family. He got me out of my daze offering me a beer from the fridge he had brought, and inviting me to come closer so we could chat. We had a very pleasant and funny conversation. Adriana was initially a bit shy, but soon we... confidence and then I was joking around just like Gus. Both were very cheerful and it seemed to them that they liked making jokes and using sarcasm and double meanings with a little bit of cheekiness. Their daughters were more or less busy with their mobile phones, although I noticed that Lucia, the oldest, was also paying attention to our conversation and occasionally participating. It was already getting dark, so we started cleaning up and then they proposed that I join them for dinner at their house on Saturday since they seemed to be having a barbecue in their backyard. I accepted their invitation and we said goodbye. The rest of the week passed normally. We didn't run into each other at the pool again, among other things because I had been going out late and by the time I got home it was no longer pool time. I had Saturday off so I woke up early on Saturday morning and went for a run. Exercising in an environment like that was magical. Although you weren't physically very well, it didn't matter. Plus there were so many people going out for runs and bike rides through those trails amidst nature, that between that and the environment, you ended up enjoying an intense workout session just as much. After returning, I took a shower and went to buy some food and two bottles of wine to take to the barbecue. I approached a liquor store and looked among Spanish wines for one that was good and left a high profile. I decided on a Rioja reserve, which usually guarantees success. Then I took advantage to have something to eat and after midday I went back home. I put on my swimsuit and headed to the pool. When I got there, I found Adriana. She was lying face up in a sunbed with sunglasses on, so I didn't know if she saw me or had her eyes closed. I couldn't help but enjoy looking at her, even at the risk of being seen. As I just walked past her, she smiled (I think she caught me looking at her) and greeted me. early riser…. What hours to get up. That's what you were staying up late last night... I don't know what you'd be doing - Hola Adriana. Jajajaja, okay, I've been awake for a few hours already. I went out for a run soon - A - To run? Of course, now I understand how you maintain such good physical shape - Y - Nothing special, just normal, since I'm not young anymore. Now I'm content with not gaining weight. Your physique is great, you look like a Greek goddess - A - Is that what you think? Ay, thank you. That's because you're looking at me with good eyes - Y - Impossible to look at you with bad eyes And to avoid getting too hot, because I was starting to get sweaty, I changed the subject - Y - I bought a couple of bottles of Spanish wine for the barbecue. I hope you like them - A - I like everything Spanish... And she said that with a smile lowering her sunglasses a little and looking at me over the top - Ufff, she loved playing - A - Would you mind putting some protection on my back? It's just that I'm not getting along well, and I don't want to get burned - Y - Of course not. What happens is that maybe the one who's going to get burned is me for putting my hands on a woman like you. I was already lying down on the sunbed. He turned his head towards me and smiling said - A - Relax, I don't bite - Y - But I do... - A - Jajajaja And without saying anything more, she unbuttoned the cord of her bikini top and left her entire back at my disposal. You could see from the side how her breasts were overflowing against the sunbed, which was a very sensual image. I sat on the edge of her sunbed and started rubbing her well with protection all over her back, from the shoulders to the limit of her bikini briefs, and taking advantage of the fact that she had her back well oiled, I started giving her a massage with my fingers, tracing her entire back from bottom to top, pressing well with my fingers until I reached her shoulders. From the moment I started the massage, she didn't hold back at any point, emitting moans of pleasure and saying how much it relaxed her, Praising my hands and how well I knew how to use them. After five minutes of cream, massage, and listening to her comments, I had an erection that barely could be concealed. Before finishing the massage, I wanted to remove the excess cream from my hands and passed them over the sides of her back, which was where she least expected it, and without cutting myself, went to where her breasts were and massaged them on the sides.
Despite having been talking all along, at that moment she fell silent, only listening to her breathing. I didn't want to put my hand under and reach for her nipples in case she reacted badly, but I did squeeze well the part of her tits that protruded from the side.
She couldn't repress a special groan when she felt my hands. And - Well, I think you're not burned yet. From the sun. A - Burned I don't know, but now I have a heat that you can't imagine. And - As hot as I am, I can imagine it perfectly. That's what I told her with my hand resting just between her back and part of her butt.
Without getting up, I took off my shirt and sunglasses and left them on the other sunbed, and taking advantage that no one was looking, I jumped into the water to try to calm my erection. I had to stop looking at her from inside the pool because it wasn't helping me come down. I swam a bit and when everything was normal again, I got out and lay down to read.
A - You haven't put cream on the back of my legs... they're going to burn. She was going wild. She had decided to take me to the limit, and honestly, I loved her attitude, but that wasn't the place. Anyone could see us, and I didn't want to make a scene like that in a quiet community and a puritanical society like American is, so before such provocation, I spoke directly to her. Y - Look, Adriana... It took me a good while in the water to get my erection down after you touched me back, and if I have to touch you again, I don't think I'll be able to control myself. So, since I don't want to make a scene in the neighborhood, I'm going to propose something... If you want us to keep playing this game, come by my house tonight and we'll talk. On her back with her face down like that, she turned her head to look at me and raised her glasses to gaze at me over them while smiling and biting her lower lip. - Ok... I don't know if I can, because with the kids at home they don't let me breathe, and besides there are some things to prepare for the barbecue, but if I can, I'll make a visit. We didn't speak again until we left there. Later, his daughters arrived and I, faced with such a display of sculptural bodies, preferred to leave before having to deal with another erection. I said goodbye until tonight and left. When I got home, I realized I was so excited that if I stayed, I wouldn't be able to avoid masturbating, and since the possibility of Adriana coming over in the afternoon made me want to conserve my energy, I went out to eat something at a nearby Olive Garden, a chain restaurant with good quality and service and affordable prices. I ate calmly and then sat down on the patio of a Starbucks to have a coffee. The truth is that I couldn't get Adriana out of my head, or rather, the morbidness she gave me from this whole situation. Gus seemed like a very nice guy, but on one hand, I had just met him, and on the other, if she was doing this with me in such a direct way, it was clearly not the first time it had happened, so I wouldn't feel guilty or anything if something did happen. What I would try to do by all means is make sure no one suspects anything, since after all we have to live civilly, and I've never liked being talked about. I went back home and fell asleep on the sofa watching TV. When I woke up it was already nearly hour of the barbecue and nobody had come calling at the door. I thought it was almost better that way, although on the other hand, I had left with a lot to take care of. This night when I got back I would have to make myself a good masturbation to relax before sleeping... I put on beige shorts and a white linen shirt outside, grabbed the two bottles of wine, and went to the barbecue. When I arrived, Lucia opened the door, who had the same mischievous smile as her mother. It was really sensual the way she was. She gave me two kisses without cutting herself off when getting close, and invited me in. I was surprised to find that there were already quite a few people. Adriana came over to give me two kisses and took my arm, leading me to the patio where everyone was, introducing me to them. There were a couple of Venezuelan couples and another family, this one American. Some kids running around, and like no, Gus, who was busy preparing the barbecue. Gus greeted me as if we had been friends for life and with his fantastic sense of humor and hospitality made me feel at home right away. Venezuelans are a charming and very open people, just like us Spaniards, so we were chatting comfortably, including Mike, the American, who surprisingly spoke Spanish really well. Obviously, the fact that his wife was Colombian would have something to do with it. I don't want to go into descriptions of the women, but I'll just say that two of them were really good-looking. One of the Venezuelans seemed like a model. She had to be around 50, like Gus and Adriana, but this one, despite being so good-looking, did show her age. And the other one who was extremely attractive was the Colombian woman, the American's wife. She had dark straight hair and her breasts were spectacular. She wasn't as talkative as the Venezuelans, but her chest didn't go unnoticed, even without wearing clothes. Provocative. But I'll talk about her in some story later... Already advanced late afternoon, more like night now, the effects of alcohol were starting to show. Everyone was much more relaxed and conversation inevitably turned into spicy comments, double meanings, and occasional provocations. The women asked me without cutting themselves short how my wife had left me alone at work with a man like me, with so many hungry wolves around. And the men, honestly, didn't get upset or even angry about those small attempts, and they laughed openly at my evasive answers. Adriana spent the whole afternoon with very suggestive glances, and constant touches that didn't help me leave the matter from earlier in the morning. Every time I offered her something to eat, she would take advantage of it to touch my hands, or sit next to me and if no modesty held on to my arm, or rub her leg against mine. She wore a dark short quite fitted that accentuated her very sexy ass, and either didn't wear underwear or had a tiny thong because there was no visible mark despite being so fitted. Up top she wore a bralette with straps, and you could see the straps of her bra. It wasn't like she was provoking me, but after the pool episode, I couldn't look at her without thinking about screwing her. At one point in the night when the alcohol took its toll, I had to go to the bathroom. Her house was a ground floor with patio and basement. And the bathroom was in the basement, so that's where I went. When I was peeing, the bathroom door opened, and Adriana entered. That really wasn't what I expected, and in fact, it alarmed me because I thought someone else could come down to the bathroom and we'd have a mess. And – Adriana damn it, are you crazy? What are you doing? Don't you see that anyone can come down and catch us? She didn't say a word, came up to me, planted a championship kiss on me, and started rubbing my cock. I was just finishing up. I was really worried that we could get caught, but she didn't care. She grabbed my flaccid cock and started squeezing and massaging it. It inevitably got hard, and when she noticed, she got down on her knees and grasped it with both hands, discovering the glans and speaking. A – mmmmmmm, what do we have here? Look how it grows... She put it in her mouth and started licking and sucking the still flaccid glans. In just a minute doing that, she had already made me fully hard. Plus, between the nerves and the excitement I was feeling from all of this, I'd say I was especially hard. A – But Victor, you have such a wonder for me here. And started giving me an intense blow job accompanied by her hand. I saw how skilled she was, so I knew if she kept going like that, I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, and since I was already in this mess, what I wanted was to screw her, so I grabbed her hair and lifted her up to my height. I kissed her again, now with passion, almost violently. A – And the very naughty one didn't stop blowing me, so I turned her around and leaned her against the sink. I pulled down her pantyhose in one swift motion, and found myself facing a black thong made of dental floss-like material. That, and the moan she gave when I pulled down her pants, got me like a bull. I put my hand forward and felt her pussy. It was shaved, and when I went down to her hole, it was dripping. I moistened my fingers with her fluids and masturbated her a bit on her clitoris while eating out her neck. And – You're such a slut, you've had me like an animal since this morning. I'm going to screw you right now A – Yes, bastard, don't waste time, we could get caught, screw me and fill me with your cum. She moistened my hand with saliva and greased up the glans to facilitate penetration. I bent down a bit to aim straight at her pussy, and without thinking, pushed all the way in. When she slammed it in, she let out a loud moan A – Ahhhh, Asshole. Slow down, you're tearing me apart. Give me slow now until I get used to the size. After all day teasing me and getting in there in the bathroom, obviously I didn't pay attention and started screwing her like a crazy fool. I'm pounding her with all my strength right up to the end, but had to ease off a bit because I realized we were making too much noise and someone outside could have guessed what was happening in there. I reduced the pace but not the depth of penetration, and at the same time passed my right hand in front and was masturbating her clitoris. That must have been too much for her and I immediately noticed she was squeezing her legs tight and leaning forward against the sink, repressing a long intense moan. I could feel her pussy contracting with a force that surprised me, and it almost stopped me from putting it back in when she contracted again. She had an incredible strength in her internal muscles, and that was the final blow to a day of too intense morbo, and I noticed I was coming too, so I grabbed her hips and screwed her without mercy like at the beginning, not caring about the noise. As I started coming, I reduced the pace to enjoy it better, and ejaculated all my cum inside her while repressing a guttural grunt and holding my breath to make no noise. It was a quick fuck, but it was a great one. The intensity, morbo, and contained desire of the whole day turned it into something really intense. A - You're a real asshole, look what you've done to me. F-cking me in my house with my husband upstairs... Y - Hahahaha, I'm a real asshole too, but you're a very careful fox... A - Yes, I am. But it doesn't seem to bother you at all. And we merged again into a truly lascivious kiss. She got up first and to avoid drawing attention, I came out and went upstairs. In the living room, I crossed paths with Lucia, who was sitting on the sofa and with a very piquant smile said L – Is everything okay? Y – Yes, of course, everything is fine, thank you. L - I'm saying this because since you took so long in the bathroom, I thought maybe you were dizzy or something was going on... If you need anything, let me know... Y – No, no, I'm fine, thank you She left with that mischievous smile that first made me think she probably had heard what happened downstairs with her mom, and by another... Did it imply itself? We continued the rest of the night normally, and when we said goodbye Gus told me something that confused me a bit... G – Well, friend, I hope you had a good time and come back soon, because here you see that we're delighted to treat our guests well (winking at me) We gave each other a hug and I left in the direction of my house with the morbid feeling sparked. Obviously there were more barbecues, and more pool afternoons.... But those are stories I'll tell you later.
Despite having been talking all along, at that moment she fell silent, only listening to her breathing. I didn't want to put my hand under and reach for her nipples in case she reacted badly, but I did squeeze well the part of her tits that protruded from the side.
She couldn't repress a special groan when she felt my hands. And - Well, I think you're not burned yet. From the sun. A - Burned I don't know, but now I have a heat that you can't imagine. And - As hot as I am, I can imagine it perfectly. That's what I told her with my hand resting just between her back and part of her butt.
Without getting up, I took off my shirt and sunglasses and left them on the other sunbed, and taking advantage that no one was looking, I jumped into the water to try to calm my erection. I had to stop looking at her from inside the pool because it wasn't helping me come down. I swam a bit and when everything was normal again, I got out and lay down to read.
A - You haven't put cream on the back of my legs... they're going to burn. She was going wild. She had decided to take me to the limit, and honestly, I loved her attitude, but that wasn't the place. Anyone could see us, and I didn't want to make a scene like that in a quiet community and a puritanical society like American is, so before such provocation, I spoke directly to her. Y - Look, Adriana... It took me a good while in the water to get my erection down after you touched me back, and if I have to touch you again, I don't think I'll be able to control myself. So, since I don't want to make a scene in the neighborhood, I'm going to propose something... If you want us to keep playing this game, come by my house tonight and we'll talk. On her back with her face down like that, she turned her head to look at me and raised her glasses to gaze at me over them while smiling and biting her lower lip. - Ok... I don't know if I can, because with the kids at home they don't let me breathe, and besides there are some things to prepare for the barbecue, but if I can, I'll make a visit. We didn't speak again until we left there. Later, his daughters arrived and I, faced with such a display of sculptural bodies, preferred to leave before having to deal with another erection. I said goodbye until tonight and left. When I got home, I realized I was so excited that if I stayed, I wouldn't be able to avoid masturbating, and since the possibility of Adriana coming over in the afternoon made me want to conserve my energy, I went out to eat something at a nearby Olive Garden, a chain restaurant with good quality and service and affordable prices. I ate calmly and then sat down on the patio of a Starbucks to have a coffee. The truth is that I couldn't get Adriana out of my head, or rather, the morbidness she gave me from this whole situation. Gus seemed like a very nice guy, but on one hand, I had just met him, and on the other, if she was doing this with me in such a direct way, it was clearly not the first time it had happened, so I wouldn't feel guilty or anything if something did happen. What I would try to do by all means is make sure no one suspects anything, since after all we have to live civilly, and I've never liked being talked about. I went back home and fell asleep on the sofa watching TV. When I woke up it was already nearly hour of the barbecue and nobody had come calling at the door. I thought it was almost better that way, although on the other hand, I had left with a lot to take care of. This night when I got back I would have to make myself a good masturbation to relax before sleeping... I put on beige shorts and a white linen shirt outside, grabbed the two bottles of wine, and went to the barbecue. When I arrived, Lucia opened the door, who had the same mischievous smile as her mother. It was really sensual the way she was. She gave me two kisses without cutting herself off when getting close, and invited me in. I was surprised to find that there were already quite a few people. Adriana came over to give me two kisses and took my arm, leading me to the patio where everyone was, introducing me to them. There were a couple of Venezuelan couples and another family, this one American. Some kids running around, and like no, Gus, who was busy preparing the barbecue. Gus greeted me as if we had been friends for life and with his fantastic sense of humor and hospitality made me feel at home right away. Venezuelans are a charming and very open people, just like us Spaniards, so we were chatting comfortably, including Mike, the American, who surprisingly spoke Spanish really well. Obviously, the fact that his wife was Colombian would have something to do with it. I don't want to go into descriptions of the women, but I'll just say that two of them were really good-looking. One of the Venezuelans seemed like a model. She had to be around 50, like Gus and Adriana, but this one, despite being so good-looking, did show her age. And the other one who was extremely attractive was the Colombian woman, the American's wife. She had dark straight hair and her breasts were spectacular. She wasn't as talkative as the Venezuelans, but her chest didn't go unnoticed, even without wearing clothes. Provocative. But I'll talk about her in some story later... Already advanced late afternoon, more like night now, the effects of alcohol were starting to show. Everyone was much more relaxed and conversation inevitably turned into spicy comments, double meanings, and occasional provocations. The women asked me without cutting themselves short how my wife had left me alone at work with a man like me, with so many hungry wolves around. And the men, honestly, didn't get upset or even angry about those small attempts, and they laughed openly at my evasive answers. Adriana spent the whole afternoon with very suggestive glances, and constant touches that didn't help me leave the matter from earlier in the morning. Every time I offered her something to eat, she would take advantage of it to touch my hands, or sit next to me and if no modesty held on to my arm, or rub her leg against mine. She wore a dark short quite fitted that accentuated her very sexy ass, and either didn't wear underwear or had a tiny thong because there was no visible mark despite being so fitted. Up top she wore a bralette with straps, and you could see the straps of her bra. It wasn't like she was provoking me, but after the pool episode, I couldn't look at her without thinking about screwing her. At one point in the night when the alcohol took its toll, I had to go to the bathroom. Her house was a ground floor with patio and basement. And the bathroom was in the basement, so that's where I went. When I was peeing, the bathroom door opened, and Adriana entered. That really wasn't what I expected, and in fact, it alarmed me because I thought someone else could come down to the bathroom and we'd have a mess. And – Adriana damn it, are you crazy? What are you doing? Don't you see that anyone can come down and catch us? She didn't say a word, came up to me, planted a championship kiss on me, and started rubbing my cock. I was just finishing up. I was really worried that we could get caught, but she didn't care. She grabbed my flaccid cock and started squeezing and massaging it. It inevitably got hard, and when she noticed, she got down on her knees and grasped it with both hands, discovering the glans and speaking. A – mmmmmmm, what do we have here? Look how it grows... She put it in her mouth and started licking and sucking the still flaccid glans. In just a minute doing that, she had already made me fully hard. Plus, between the nerves and the excitement I was feeling from all of this, I'd say I was especially hard. A – But Victor, you have such a wonder for me here. And started giving me an intense blow job accompanied by her hand. I saw how skilled she was, so I knew if she kept going like that, I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer, and since I was already in this mess, what I wanted was to screw her, so I grabbed her hair and lifted her up to my height. I kissed her again, now with passion, almost violently. A – And the very naughty one didn't stop blowing me, so I turned her around and leaned her against the sink. I pulled down her pantyhose in one swift motion, and found myself facing a black thong made of dental floss-like material. That, and the moan she gave when I pulled down her pants, got me like a bull. I put my hand forward and felt her pussy. It was shaved, and when I went down to her hole, it was dripping. I moistened my fingers with her fluids and masturbated her a bit on her clitoris while eating out her neck. And – You're such a slut, you've had me like an animal since this morning. I'm going to screw you right now A – Yes, bastard, don't waste time, we could get caught, screw me and fill me with your cum. She moistened my hand with saliva and greased up the glans to facilitate penetration. I bent down a bit to aim straight at her pussy, and without thinking, pushed all the way in. When she slammed it in, she let out a loud moan A – Ahhhh, Asshole. Slow down, you're tearing me apart. Give me slow now until I get used to the size. After all day teasing me and getting in there in the bathroom, obviously I didn't pay attention and started screwing her like a crazy fool. I'm pounding her with all my strength right up to the end, but had to ease off a bit because I realized we were making too much noise and someone outside could have guessed what was happening in there. I reduced the pace but not the depth of penetration, and at the same time passed my right hand in front and was masturbating her clitoris. That must have been too much for her and I immediately noticed she was squeezing her legs tight and leaning forward against the sink, repressing a long intense moan. I could feel her pussy contracting with a force that surprised me, and it almost stopped me from putting it back in when she contracted again. She had an incredible strength in her internal muscles, and that was the final blow to a day of too intense morbo, and I noticed I was coming too, so I grabbed her hips and screwed her without mercy like at the beginning, not caring about the noise. As I started coming, I reduced the pace to enjoy it better, and ejaculated all my cum inside her while repressing a guttural grunt and holding my breath to make no noise. It was a quick fuck, but it was a great one. The intensity, morbo, and contained desire of the whole day turned it into something really intense. A - You're a real asshole, look what you've done to me. F-cking me in my house with my husband upstairs... Y - Hahahaha, I'm a real asshole too, but you're a very careful fox... A - Yes, I am. But it doesn't seem to bother you at all. And we merged again into a truly lascivious kiss. She got up first and to avoid drawing attention, I came out and went upstairs. In the living room, I crossed paths with Lucia, who was sitting on the sofa and with a very piquant smile said L – Is everything okay? Y – Yes, of course, everything is fine, thank you. L - I'm saying this because since you took so long in the bathroom, I thought maybe you were dizzy or something was going on... If you need anything, let me know... Y – No, no, I'm fine, thank you She left with that mischievous smile that first made me think she probably had heard what happened downstairs with her mom, and by another... Did it imply itself? We continued the rest of the night normally, and when we said goodbye Gus told me something that confused me a bit... G – Well, friend, I hope you had a good time and come back soon, because here you see that we're delighted to treat our guests well (winking at me) We gave each other a hug and I left in the direction of my house with the morbid feeling sparked. Obviously there were more barbecues, and more pool afternoons.... But those are stories I'll tell you later.
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