Secret Mexican lover

When I was 30, I found myself on a business trip in Mexico, a place where I’d been a few times before, but this trip was different. I had a few hours to kill before my next meeting, and I was looking for a bit of excitement.

I was passing through a quiet part of town when I received a message from someone I’d met on a previous trip—a woman in her mid-40s who knew exactly what she wanted, and how to get it. She was experienced, confident, and had a wild side that matched my own.

We had played around before, so there was no need for introductions or pleasantries. I knew she’d be up for something intense, and tonight, she promised me something special. I pulled into the business park where we agreed to meet, the anticipation building as I parked my truck and waited. She didn’t keep me waiting long.

She climbed up into the cab, and as soon as I saw her, I could tell she was ready for a good time. I was in the back of the truck, lying on the bed, naked and ready. As she stepped inside, I noticed her eyes drop to my cock, taking in the two new piercings that I’d added since our last encounter. I could see the desire in her eyes, but I wasn’t going to give her what she wanted so easily.

“Strip,” I ordered, my voice low and commanding. She quickly complied, pulling off her clothes and joining me on the bed. The moment she was close enough, I grabbed her nipples hard, watching as she gasped in response. The pain shot through her, and I could see her getting wetter by the second. She was always up for something rough, and I was more than happy to deliver.

She was eager to get her mouth on my thick black cock, especially with the new piercings, but I wasn’t going to let her have it just yet. Instead, I straddled her face, pressing my heavy balls into her mouth, using them as a gag. She tried her best to suck and tongue them, and I could feel her body responding, her cunt dripping wet and ready. But I held back, letting her squirm beneath me, knowing that the anticipation would only make it better.

After a while, I moved off her and grabbed my belt, looping it around her neck. I pulled it tight, just enough to restrict her breathing, and held onto the tail end as I positioned her on all fours. My cock, thick and hard, pressed against her wet cunt, teasing her. As I started to push inside, I could feel her body stretching to accommodate me, her tight pussy clenching around the thick head as I slowly worked my way in.

I pulled back on the belt, forcing her to arch her back as I pushed deeper into her. Her pussy was stretched wide, the tightness almost unbearable as I started to fuck her, using her like the slut she wanted to be. Each thrust drove me deeper, and I could feel her struggling to breathe, her body shaking with the intensity of it all.

She was close to the edge, and I wasn’t far behind. Just as I was about to let go, she gasped out, “You know, I could invite someone else to join us... someone younger, tighter, just as eager to please.”

That caught my attention. I slowed my thrusts, keeping her on the edge as I leaned down and growled in her ear, “Who?”

“She’s 26, younger and tighter than me,” she panted, barely able to speak. “She’s been curious about us, and I know she’s dying to see what you’ve got.”

“Call her,” I commanded, pulling out just enough to let her reach for her phone. Her fingers were trembling as she typed out a quick message. The thought of having a younger woman in here, especially one as eager and tight as she described, had me throbbing inside her.

It wasn’t long before there was a knock on the truck’s door. When the door opened, I knew it was her friend. As she climbed in, I took a moment to appreciate what I was seeing. The younger woman was everything I imagined and more. At 26, she was in her prime, with a tight, fit body that looked incredible in the short, tight dress she was wearing. The fabric clung to her curves in all the right places, barely covering her ass and showing off legs that seemed to go on forever.

Her eyes met mine, and I could see the curiosity and excitement in them. She was nervous, but it was clear that she was just as eager to be here as we were to have her. I gestured for her to come closer, and she did, moving with a seductive confidence that belied her age. As she reached the bed, she gave me a teasing smile and slowly pulled her panties to the side, revealing her bare, wet pussy. The sight of her tight, pink lips made my cock twitch in anticipation.

Without a word, she knelt between my legs, her eyes locked on my thick cock as she reached out to touch it. Her fingers were soft and gentle at first, tracing the length of me before wrapping around the base. I could feel the heat of her breath as she leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum already leaking from the tip.

As she started to take me into her mouth, I couldn’t help but let out a low groan. Her lips were tight around my cock, her tongue swirling around the piercings, exploring every inch of me. She was good—really good—and I could tell she was putting everything she had into making me feel incredible.

Behind her, my original playmate was watching intently, her own hand between her legs as she fingered herself to the sight of her friend sucking me off. The scene was enough to drive any man wild.

I reached down, gripping the younger girl’s hair, guiding her movements as she bobbed up and down on my cock. The sensation of her tight mouth was almost too much, but I wasn’t done yet. I wanted more.

“Get on the bed,” I ordered, and she quickly obeyed, lying down on her back and spreading her legs wide for me. I moved between her thighs, the head of my cock pressing against her entrance. She was tight, so fucking tight, and I took my time pushing into her, inch by inch, watching as her body stretched to accommodate me.

She let out a gasp as I filled her, her hands gripping the sheets as I started to move. Her tight pussy clamped down around me, making it difficult to keep my pace slow, but I wanted to savor this. I leaned over her, my hands gripping her hips as I fucked her slowly, letting her feel every inch of my thick cock.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” I growled, watching her face contort with pleasure as I pumped into her.

I could feel her body trembling beneath me, her pussy getting wetter with every thrust. Behind me, her friend had moved closer, her hands on my back, her mouth pressing kisses against my skin as she urged me to fuck her friend harder.

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I picked up the pace, slamming into the younger girl with deep, powerful strokes. Her moans filled the truck, echoing off the walls as she begged for more, her tight pussy clenching around me like a vice.

It wasn’t long before I felt the familiar tightening in my balls, the pressure building as I drove myself closer to the edge. Her friend must have sensed it too because she leaned over, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, “Fill her up. Make her take every drop.”

That was all it took. With a final, deep thrust, I buried myself inside her, my cock pulsing as I released, shooting my cum deep into her tight pussy. She cried out, her body arching off the bed as she came with me, her walls squeezing me tight, milking me for every drop.

I stayed there for a moment, catching my breath as I felt her body tremble beneath me. When I finally pulled out, her friend was there to take over, leaning down to clean my cock with her mouth, her tongue swirling around the piercings, making sure I was completely clean.

The sight of both of them—one lying spent on the bed, the other eagerly sucking me off—was enough to make me hard again. But there wasn’t enough time. I had to get back on the road.

I pulled away, getting dressed quickly as they watched, both of them still catching their breath from the intensity of what had just happened. I looked at the younger girl, still lying there with my cum leaking from her pussy, and couldn’t help but grin.

“Next time I’m in town, we’re doing this again,” I said, and both of them nodded eagerly. They knew what I liked, and I knew they were more than willing to give it to me.

As I climbed back into the driver’s seat and started the engine, I couldn’t help but replay the night in my mind. The thought of those two waiting for me to come back was enough to keep me going until the next time we met. I knew one thing for sure—this wasn’t the last time I’d be making a stop in Mexico.