Jorge el amigo de papa

Good, how are you? I'll pass on a story that happened to me years ago. I was 19 years old, a teenager at the peak of my youth. I always liked older men, I liked having power over them, with a few tricks I had them rendered helpless at my feet, maybe kids back then didn't give much importance to provocation or tricks but they just wanted to get it on, so I liked playing with the dads of my friends or for example with my dad's friend in this case. Jorge was a common man, 40 years old around 1.80, slightly chubby, married for many years to his wife from way back when, super good friend of my dad since childhood. It was common for both Jorge and his wife to come over on Saturdays with other couples or we would go to the houses of our friends' parents. Already at 19, I knew I was getting attention from men, I wasn't some fool and I took advantage of that power. There was a moment when I realized I had caught Jorge's attention because he was staring at my tits and from there I started teasing him and flirting with him every chance I got. One day my parents gave me an air conditioner and Jorge just happened to be the installer, my mom told me he would come to install it and that she was going to Av. Avellanedaa to buy clothes, knowing I'd be alone I decided to go all out with my dad's friend and drive him crazy. That day I put on a tight leggings and a shirt that showed off my tits and didn't wear a bra. He came and everything was normal. He entered and asked if nobody was home, I told him we were alone. I showed him where to put the air and let him work quietly. Already finishing his job, I took advantage of any opportunity to show him my Booty, I'd bend down in front of him, lift up my thong on purpose, he was hot. Knowing I was teasing him decided to go for more and started talking about sex, if I had experience, he got all worked up. and I was getting advice on how to take care of myself.
Me: and you? How did you get here with Marina?
J: with the routine it wears off but 1 or 2 times a week. And you?
Me: not much, I'd like to but too much trouble
J: and with bigger guys? Have you been with one already?
Me: no, but I'd like to be with a big guy
J: don't play with fire unless you want to get burned
Me: and if I want to get burned? What's the deal?
Without hesitation, he grabbed me, took my belt, and lifted me up a few centimeters from the floor.
Desperate, he was sucking on my breasts, neck, biting my lips, I didn't give any more heat, undressed me completely and left me in a thong, and kissed my back, belly, neck, breasts, I was really out of control with myself.
He started to undress, I took advantage to scratch him a little while we were kissing, scratching his back. I started kissing his chest while lowering his boxer. Jorge had very good cock, it wasn't super long but it was quite thick, it didn't close my hand.
I started to kiss it, confessing that it cost me a lot to suck it because of how thick it was.
J: blow job, look at you!
Me: It's really big, Jor, doesn't fit in (and I was forcing with my mouth)
J: come on, baby, let's get it now before someone arrives
I threw myself onto the bed and he got on top of me and started passing his cock up and down, I was completely given over, needed him to take me already.
Me: Take me already!!! Please!
He put his head into his cock and slowly buried it centimeter by centimeter.
It began to pump slowly, I was screaming like a slut, really hot and he was doing as he pleased. The rhythm increased as I listened, while he kissed my neck and breasts. Suddenly started pumping more slowly but harder and deeper and there I ended up marking his back for the first time.
That was the only position we did that morning because we didn't know when mom could arrive.
Jorge kept pumping for a bit longer, getting stronger every time
J: how do you get so hot, I want to take you now more often

what I'm going to tell you. Me: you're making me hard, it's really big! It feels so good ahhh! (I reached another orgasm) J: come on girl, I'm coming... ajjjjjjj... and it's over. I felt all his load inside of me. He stayed for a while looking at how I was broken underneath him. We cleaned up, got dressed, and didn't take less than 5 minutes before my mom arrived. We had good luck that she didn't catch us in the act. I intuited that at that moment I didn't suspect anything, although she saw me all broken and with a face like I'd been screwed, she probably thought it was because I got up early. The story with Jorgi ended there. But I'll write some more later. Kisses PD: I'm leaving some photos from that time (I'm the one in white mesh)