Lovers and rivals...

I must admit that after the run-in with the twins' dad, later that evening at home, I was somewhat scared. That night almost couldn't sleep. And it wasn't for nothing. I had gotten in again, and I wasn't taking care of myself, so the risk of pregnancy was still present. The truth is that during those extreme heat moments, men think more with their lower head than with their upper one. Then we women are the ones who have to be worried and anxious. But it's not a complaint, eh, I like getting in again, and the fact is that I hadn't done much to avoid it either. So I also had my share of responsibility. That's why it was a relief when my period came. I'm a Swiss watch, so I was waiting for the date with anxious and worried anticipation. On my part, the day of the event, I did everything within my reach. I washed myself thoroughly after using the word: pussy, and even stayed seated in the bidet for a good while afterward, pushing to expel even the last remnants of semen. In the morning, I took the morning-after pill, and that was about it - all that was left was for Nature to give me a hand. And she did. I was the happiest woman in the world when, getting dressed that morning, I noticed the bleeding. I let my menstrual cycle continue its course, no more than four days, as usual, and a week later I took a pregnancy test out of doubt. The result: negative. Right then, I went back to using birth control. I knew that encounters with the twins' dad would keep happening, and having already reached the next level - making love without protection - meant that I would probably get in again. So rather than regretting it, better to prevent... A few years ago, I wouldn't have minded getting pregnant again, but now I'm 42 years old, and Romi is still a babe, so the idea doesn't seem as attractive to me anymore. I was lost in these thoughts, preparing myself a coffee at the office kitchenette, when casually Marcos, my ex rival. Well, the encounter wasn't that casual, since he saw me come in and followed after me. -I see you better today, I was worried about you these days...- -Something, because I thought I was pregnant, but luckily it was a false alarm...- He looks at me, surprised. -You weren't the one, idiot...- I calm him down. -That's good, why did you think I was like that because... well, what happened- obviously referring to the sex we had on the day of the discussion. -Nothing to do with it, it was spectacular, and besides I wanted it- I clarify. -Thanks for being spectacular...- -You don't have to give me credit, the credit goes to who deserves it...- -Would you like to repeat?- he asks suddenly, getting close enough to almost touch me. I put down the cup of instant coffee I was stirring and lower my hand, passing it over his crotch. -You shouldn't even ask me that...- I say, lightly squeezing his package. After our discussion at the office, there had been a certain debate about how we settled our differences, which until then seemed insurmountable. Especially the intrigue was in how we went from hating each other to being practically friends. There was a rumor circulating around the office that something must have happened. I tried not to fuel this theory by having as little interaction with him as possible, although of course I couldn't avoid it all the time. -We should leave separately and with several minutes' difference to avoid the awkwardness- I say. -Okay, I'll wait for you at the corner of...- he replies, naming an intersection a couple of blocks from the office. -I'll send you a message when I'm leaving- I say. After he leaves, I go back to my desk and continue working. I attend to a few partners, do an inspection, and almost an hour later, grab my bag and let them know I'm taking a break. I get into my car, which is parked nearby, and send Marcos the promised message. A few minutes later... I'm at the agreed-upon corner. I pass by his car, honking the horn to get him to follow me. I don't want to risk going back to a hotel that's so close to the office, so I guide him towards one that's a bit farther away, even in another neighborhood. We enter the garage, with me ahead and him behind, and when we get out after parking, we hug and kiss, releasing all that excitement we'd been holding onto since we met at the office kitchenette. As we walk down the hallway, he's caressing my booty, sliding his fingers over my crack. I'm wearing pants, not too tight, but still I can feel the intensity of his touch. -I think I've come here before...- he comments as we enter the room. -With Caro?- I ask, referring to Carolina, the girl who works at the Broker in HR, with whom he's dating. The one who doesn't like him finishing on her face. -Yes, with her...- he nods. -In fact, we were in this same room- he replies, hugging me and holding me against his body. It seems mentioning his girlfriend while he's getting it on with me excites him, I realize by the way he kisses me and how he's already putting his hand on those areas of my body that don't need much stimulation to get turned on. I also get tangled up in his body, no lie, after having practically hated and abhorred him since I met him, my feelings had suddenly turned around in such a sudden and unexpected way that I still surprised myself by kissing him with the passion he was showing me. I'd been with men who didn't stir any sympathy in me, or even some I didn't like at all, just because of feeling that thrill of doing it with someone who produces rejection. With Marcos it was different, the rejection had been until the other day when we talked, after which everything got hot again. I felt the same excitement as with the father of the twins, an excitement beyond all limits. And that's what I consider... Okay, sorry for making you horned... Marcos takes off his pants and offers me his cock, already excited, impressive. I get down on my knees on the floor, grab it with both hands, one to support it and the other to wrap around his balls, and suck it with all the enthusiasm that makes me want something like this in front of me. Although it's quite large, I eat it whole, until I'm rubbing my nose against her stomach. I love how she sighs every time I scrape her throat with the tip. The erection he has is like knocking down a door, it makes my lip corners ache eating it all, but I can't help it, if his girlfriend wasn't holding back a calf, I didn't think she'd be able to do a deep throat. I get up, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and start undressing. Marcos looks at me, wiggling his cock, paying attention to every one of my movements. -What a piece of women you are, Mary!- he praises when I'm already naked, using the word: wet pussy, erect nipples, anxious to give myself to him. I get down on my knees again and putting his cock between my tits, I make a Boobs fuck. That's not something Carolina can do, since from in front it's almost like a board. When I let go of it, the cock stays balanced in the air, potent, vigorous, with its head so swollen and red that it seems about to explode in my face. I get up and throw myself back on the bed, open my legs and caress, inciting, sensual, the gap of my sex. With a couple of greasy fingers, I take out a little bit of what's coming out from inside, and bringing them to my mouth, I suck them with avidity. -Wow, you're well wet...!- he exclaims. I'm surprised he says it... What? Does his girlfriend not get this wet either? -I'm soaked...!- I correct -And I'm like that because of you...!- He takes off the rest of his clothes and comes towards me. He lies between my legs and starts eating me out, voracious, gluttonous, enthusiastic. With my tongue, he savors it well deep, while with the Labios pressuring my clitoris, provoking extremely stimulating reactions. Almost with desperation, I grab his head and rub the pussy all over my face, leaving it soaked with my flow. With the urgency of the moment, he searches for a condom, puts it on, and then throws himself on top of me, penetrating me completely, making me release some screams that don't require translation. He also exhales a sigh of relief, as if being inside me was what he had been needing so much. I wrap my legs around his body and move with him, agitating myself, shaking myself, enjoying every thrust, every insertion, every in-and-out... Without stopping, we kiss, suck each other, emphasizing with every gesture the heat that the other makes us feel. Always moving inside me, he puts my legs over his shoulders and increases the rhythm of penetration, intensifying even more the pleasure I feel, which is already overwhelming my senses. -!!!Ahhhhhhhh... Siiiiiiiiiii... Ahhhhhhh... What tasty you got, Marcos... Siiiiiiiiiii... Ahhhhhhh... Dale... Seguí... No pares... Ahhhhhhh...!!!- I kept getting wet continuously, without pause, so the sound of the sex was almost as loud as our gasps or the PLAP-PLAP of our bodies bouncing off each other. When he takes a break, I get on all fours, completely open and fragrant, completely given over to that dick that makes me delirious with pleasure. When he gets behind me, preparing to keep giving it to me, I turn around and tell him: -Do you make the Booty...?- His eyes light up as if he had received the best gift in the world. I lick my fingers and put them in my ass to dilate it a bit, not too much, because I like feeling the pressure of the flesh and the widening as it goes in. When I'm ready, I give him a signal to advance. He puts it in there then, between my cheeks, right on the edge of the opening, and starts pushing, firm and vigorous, without backing off or...

I'm getting frustrated despite my initial cries being from pain. A push and a little bit, another push and a little more, like that until I have it all in, well-positioned, something my boyfriend Marcos' fiancée probably can't even boast about. -!!!Rip it... Rip his ass...!!!- I demand, metaphorically, since more than broken, I have him destroyed. Marcos is pumping me with everything he has, throwing his whole body on top of me, annihilating me with pure force. -!!!Give it to me... Give it to me... Giveeeeeee it to me...!!!- I claim, feeling the whirlwind forming in my belly. A few more thrusts and the powder shakes me with the same energy and intensity as an electric shock. Marcos also comes, so strong, so potent is my orgasm that he comes with me, leaving us both submerged in a full and absolute pleasure. -Unbelievable Mary... you surprise me more and more...!- he praises, still inside of me. -You surprise me too by screwing me like this!- I reply. After being together for a bit, kissing and cuddling, we get back into action. I suck his cock, and after putting it in XL mode, I put the condom on myself and sit on top of him. From squatting, I start riding him, going up and down, spearing my cock until his balls. Between passionate gasps, Marcos squeezes my breasts, leaving marks on my skin. The climax reaches us much faster than before, also much more intense. This time he doesn't ask for anything, just waits for the end, but I'm not satisfied with that, I want to give him something more, something that will make a difference compared to his fiancée. Then suddenly, when he's almost about to collapse, I get up, take off the condom, and put his cock in my mouth, sucking it until I receive all his cum in my throat. The cum comes out with force, but even though some of it escapes through the corners of my lips, I don't let go, keep sucking it, swallowing everything with the greatest possible avidity. When he finishes ejaculating, I pull out my tongue, showing him What took me all the cum... Although I still have a little semen in my mouth, Marcos kisses me, avidly and deeply. We take a quick shower, and we leave the hotel, each one in our car, taking different directions since after sex, we had to go back to routine. He was going to an inspection, and I was returning to the office to continue with my day, well fucked, that's for sure...