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"He wants us to undress, Mom," Mariel translated. And with that, she pulled off her wet t-shirt.
And then I realized why they'd picked on us. My nipples get hard and long if I get aroused, or if they're cold. Mariel's clearly do the same. They must've stood out like bullets as she was handing over our passports, with her raincoat open and her t-shirt soaked. Her breasts are good and firm, so she doesn't need a bra. Standing behind her, with packs on my back and front under my poncho, I must've looked like the stereotypical obese middle-aged American woman. If I'd gone first, they probably wouldn't have bothered us.
And it also struck me that I hadn't seen my daughter naked since she was, maybe, twelve. She has a good body - shit, if you look after yourself, any twenty-one-year-old should have a good body - but she's slim, fit and pretty. Her breasts are smaller than mine were at that age, but they look great on her slim frame.
Me, well I had some work done after my daughter was born, to remove some skin sag across my abdomen and restore my breasts to their former quality. That work has stood the test of time, because there's minimal sag. There's a tiny amount of crinkly stuff at the top of my thighs, which I was thinking of having removed with some money from the divorce settlement, but at forty-six I felt I had the body of a woman ten years younger. It was a shame that my husband seemed to crave the body of a woman twenty years younger - but that's another story.
When we were both naked, the guys looked us up and down.
"¡Uau! ¡Bellezas!
" Gonzalo said. We clearly met with their approval.
"
Y ahora ustedes,
" Mariel replied. Yes, I also wanted to see what these guys looked like under their smart uniforms.
Gonzalo was fit, slim - maybe even wiry - smooth-chested, and when he removed his underpants, sporting a creditable erection. I'm no expert, but he looked around the same size as my ex, Noah, who wasn't exactly tiny. But Hector was stockier, with big shoulders and a deep chest. And his cock made Gonzalo's look quite average. Now I've never been a 'size queen'. I guess I'd only ever had three male sex partners, with my ex-husband being the only one for around twenty-three years, and cocks never did much for me; or, at least, my husband's didn't. Whether Noah was incapable of finding my G-spot or just had no idea how to stimulate it with his cock, I don't know but, for me, my clitoris was my only source of orgasm. Sometimes he'd use his thumb or a vibrator while he fucked me - or I might rub it myself. Sometimes he'd eat me. But without clit contact, any orgasm that happened would be his, not mine.
The sight of Hector's big - and growing - dick was a little intimidating. I was questioning the logic of offering myself to this big guy to save my daughter when he did something I wasn't expecting; he kissed me. His big hand covered my breast, he captured my nipple between his fingers, while his other hand reached behind me to cup and squeeze my ass. His tongue probed my mouth, and his finger slipped into the back of my pussy. I was surprised to find I was starting to get wet.
Instinctively, I reached down for his cock. It felt thick, hot and heavy in my hand. I stroked it - it was surprisingly smooth and silky - and it seemed to get even thicker and heavier. Hector's hand slid around to the front and a clever finger slipped between my pussy lips and began stroking inside my slit in a very pleasant way. Despite my concern that I was technically about to be raped, I could feel myself getting more aroused.
After a minute or two, he reached up to my shoulders and gently pushed me down. OK, I knew what I was expected to do, though he seemed rather too big for my mouth. A thought struck me, and I moved sideways and extracted a pack of wipes from my bag, together with a water bottle. Hector was a little bemused when I wiped over his cock, and then dribbled some tepid water on it to rinse the antibacterial liquid off, but I could imagine what it might taste like if he'd been sitting in his office all day.
I looked to Mariel, who was stroking Gonzalo's cock up and down while he sucked her nipples. "Hey, sweetie. You might like to use a wipe if he wants you to suck him." I gestured to the pack I'd put on the desk between us. As an afterthought, I gently wiped over my pussy. Well, it was always possible...
And then I was on my knees, trying to fit the head of Hector's oversized dick into my mouth. I couldn't taste the disinfectant in the wipes - just some salty pre-cum. And the head was big. I struggled to open my mouth wide enough and not graze him with my teeth. I could only take around two inches before my jaw started to ache too much, so I moved to licking and 'side-sucking' him, working on his balls and the underside of that massive cock-head. He didn't seem to mind.
I glanced across to Mariel, who was having more success - or is that 'suck-cess' - with Gonzalo. Quite a lot of his dick was going in and out of my daughter's pretty little mouth, and Gonzalo's expression showed that he felt she was doing a good job.
Hector, meanwhile, let out a few low moans to indicate that he, too, was also enjoying what I was doing. I reciprocated by having another attempt at getting his cock-head into my mouth. In yoga and Pilates, when you're at the limit of a stretch and you need to go farther, the trick is not to push it but to relax into it. I tried that with my jaw, and I was surprised that the ache reduced and I was able to squeeze another inch inside. I swirled my tongue in a way that I knew guys everywhere enjoy. Hector was no exception; he moaned loudly.
And then he surprised me by pushing my head away and lifting me to my feet - and then onto the desk - before sliding me back as his head went between my thighs and his tongue hit the spot. I think I must've moaned very loudly. Fuck, nobody had licked my pussy in months; longer, because it had been almost a year since my husband announced he wanted a divorce. Since then, I'd dated precisely three men, only one of whom - the first - was allowed into my bed. The experience was so disappointing that the second and third guys never got past a chaste kiss.
But Hector was clearly into pussy eating, and I soon became very into Hector eating me. If this was a prelude to rape, it was better than the prelude to consensual sex that used to occur, albeit infrequently, in my bedroom over a period of some years. Shit, he ate pussy like he'd been starving for a week. His tongue was strong and flexible, snaking a surprising way up inside me, as well as exploring all of the folds between my legs - and yes, there are a few; I like to think of them as my 'wings' - and rimming my ass. That was quite a surprise. It wasn't something Noah ever felt like doing, and it hadn't appealed before. It tickled at first, and then felt so horny that my fuck-hole started to drool.
I glanced across to Mariel. I wasn't sure whether she'd had a shorter treatment from Gonzalo or whether he'd just gone for the main event, but she was bent over the next desk being energetically fucked from behind. Gonzalo had hold of her hips and was thrusting quite enthusiastically, but Mariel didn't seem to mind. She was rubbing her clit and her face had a look on it that I associated with erotic concentration.
Then Hector's skillful tongue, which has been doing some excellent work on my clit, snaked up my body. His mouth took a couple of detours to capture and suck each nipple in turn, before leaving a damp trail up my neck to my mouth. Another long, luscious kiss. Then he pulled back - and handed me a condom in its wrapper. OK, so I'd only had to use one of these once in the past twenty years or so, with my disastrous first date - he was utterly hopeless - but I knew how. I tore the wrapper open and carefully unrolled the slick, thin rubber over Hector's prodigious organ. Knowing where it was going next, what was going to happen to me, made my insides flutter, partly in fear, partly in anticipation.
The anticipation didn't last long, because before I knew it, the big head of that extra-large cock was pressing at the wet entrance of my pussy-hole; a hole that hadn't been filled with anything except the occasional plastic toy for months, and had never had anything that big inside it. Was I scared? Well, yes. Was I maybe a little excited? You betcha!
And as Hector slid the beast slowly into me, I realized that this was going to be an extraordinary experience. He took it slowly, thankfully, because I don't think I could have coped with having something that size shoved in hard. As it was, the stretch was almost uncomfortable, but the pressure on my G-spot as he pushed deeper was intriguing, and my 'wings' wrapped tightly around his shaft and got plenty of stimulation too. I was alternately looking at his rather handsome, dark face and then down in amazement at the beast that was invading my body.
And then he hit bottom, and I almost screamed. The sensations were unlike anything I'd ever felt before - intense pressure on a sensitive spot that I didn't even know existed - while my pussy-hole was trying to adjust to the size of its new occupant and my G-spot was reeling from being stimulated so hard. I threw my head back and moaned loudly.
Hector grinned down at me and then began the reverse journey. The way that ultra-big cock pressed on my G-spot was something new, unexpected - and fabulous. On my God! The sensations inside me as he pulled back, slid slowly in, and repeated that action, were like nothing Noah had ever achieved. And there was this fit and - yes - handsome guy between my legs. I'd never really been attracted to black guys before, not because of any prejudice or bad experience, but just because, in the small social group in which I found myself with my husband, there weren't any younger black guys. Sure, there were some 'patrician'-like African Americans at the clubs we frequented and in the companies I worked for - think Morgan Freeman - but the only guys who might have been attractive enough to invite between my legs, if I'd been inclined to, were parking cars and acting as waiters.
But Hector, he was the real deal. Not only was he ripped, tall and handsome, but he had a prodigious dick and he certainly knew how to use it. Within a few minutes, my feet were crossed behind his back, just above his firm, muscular butt, and he was thrusting in and out of me like a steam train piston. The sensations he was stirring up were like nothing I'd felt before. Apart from the incessant G-spot pressure that was becoming almost unbearable, he'd found several other previously unknown pleasure spots inside me. Right at the top of my pussy-hole there was a region that I never knew could feel erotic sensations - I guess on and around my cervix. Neither Noah - or, indeed, anybody else - had managed to go that deep. I had a sudden vision of Buzz Lightyear saying "To the cervix and beyond!" which kinda made me laugh and offset the sexiness of the situation.
But not for long. Hector had a hold of my titties and kept teasing and squeezing my nipples. He'd lean forward to kiss me - without missing a stroke - and sometimes bend lower to run his clever tongue around my tender buds. And finally, with a grin, he slid one hand down between my wide-open legs and lazily ran his thumb over my exposed and hyper-sensitive clit.
Mariel says I screamed. I don't know; I just felt this rushing in my ears and everything from my upper thighs to my navel turned to jelly. There was a pulsing sensation inside me, and I guessed that Hector must be coming at the same time.
I'd barely had a chance to catch my breath when Hector pulled out. I opened my legs to release him after our powerful mutual climax - only to discover that he hadn't come. It seemed that every spark of that firework display had been mine.
Because he lifted me off the table, turned me around - and slid back in!
"
¡Ai, mami! ¡Qué coño más apretado y caliente!
" he breathed as he pushed so deep that he carried me further across the desk. I yelped, but with Hector behind and over me, I was in no position to resist; not that I wanted to. As I said, my Spanish is rather halting, but I guessed he was appreciating my pussy. I didn't think I was particularly tight, but with something the size of Hector's dick inside it, it couldn't help but get stretched.
