I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse on the Pacific coast of Colombia.

I had travelled there on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in their remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago and bought a guesthouse there.

My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in her mid-thirties. She was gorgeous, with an incredible busty, curvy figure. For a young twenty-three-year-old guy like myself, I considered her the best MILF I had ever seen.

On my first full day there, I caught Lupe having sex with one of the other guests. She had certainly been enjoying herself and had also worked out I had been spying on her. Lupe later explained that my uncle’s financial situation was dire and that she had made a financial agreement with the only two other guests. Lupe would sleep with them twice a week for an increase in the rent.

Lupe had then asked if I wanted to make a similar arrangement with her, which I absolutely did. Of course, these arrangements had to be kept secret from my uncle. Since then, I had already had sex with Lupe on numerous occasions.

But then I had spied on one of the guests with a different woman, Lupe’s friend Izzy. It later became clear that Izzy also ran a guesthouse on the other side of town, and that once-a-month Lupe and Izzy swapped over, and ‘serviced’ each other’s guests.

Izzy, a gorgeous blonde Latina busty MILF, had visited me in my room on a couple of occasions to service me since. I had even spied on Izzy and Lupe as they together had entertained six young men at the same time during an epic gangbang session.

Recently I had met a local nineteen-year-old girl, Valentina, and had slept with her back in my room in the guesthouse, much to the amusement of Lupe. I wondered what new sexual exploits Lupe might involve me in next…

For the next few weeks, everything thankfully returned to normal. The whole reason I had met and slept with Valentina was at the request of Lupe.

Lupe had left her bra in my bathroom, and her husband, my Uncle Gerry, had discovered it there when doing some maintenance work on my shower unit. Luckily, he assumed I had met a local girl and had sex with her in my room at their guesthouse. He assumed this because when Uncle Gerry asked Lupe about the bra, that was the story she came up with.

Once Lupe told him I had a girlfriend now, and that Uncle Gerry had just always been out when she had been around, Lupe was concerned that if I didn’t show up soon with some girl in my room, Uncle Gerry might get suspicious. He might decide perhaps his wife had lied about the bra and concocted this story about me having a girlfriend. Lupe was worried her husband might then suspect something was going on between me and her.

Whilst Uncle Gerry was away working, I had gone out on the town one Friday night with Lupe, and had met Valentina in a local bar. A few days later I opened the door to my guestroom to find Valentina naked in my bed waiting for me. I had enjoyed sex with her, with all the windows open so that Uncle Gerry, who I knew was outside in the courtyard of the guesthouse, could hear us screwing. Later I briefly introduced my Uncle to Valentina before she had to go home.

Lupe had said this little plan of hers had worked, and any suspicions Uncle Gerry may have had disappeared.

It meant Lupe and I could return to our previous arrangement. She came to my room twice a week again for nice long sessions of stripping, sucking, and fucking. Lupe also invited me to once again spy on her with Mr. Cohen or Mr. Dubois, the other two long stayers at the guesthouse with which she also had a similar arrangement.

In the past week, I had watched Mr. Dubois spunk all over Lupe’s face and seen Mr. Cohen fuck her doggy-style until he shot his load all over her amazing ass. She had done it all with a huge smile on her face, as she thoroughly enjoyed these older men’s attentions.

But even though Lupe got very excited with these men, and seemed to always orgasm at least once, it was all very business-like after they had finished. There was no round two. Lupe would clean herself up, give them a peck on the cheek, and head back out down the veranda to the section of the guesthouse that had been converted into a home for her and Uncle Gerry.

Whereas when Lupe was with me, I often got to enjoy a second bout of sex with her. She would cuddle up with me in bed after round one and we would chat, kiss, and caress each other’s bodies. It seemed Lupe was quite comfortable spending time with me like this. I certainly enjoyed it, especially as it often led to her eventually going to the bathroom to change into a different sexy outfit, and returning to let me fuck her yet again.

It was during a session like this, on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, that I discovered an awful lot more about Lupe than I had previously known.

Lupe had arrived at my room around 1 pm for our first session of the week, wearing black stockings and a suspender belt, tiny black panties, high heels, a smile, and nothing else. She was dressed to fuck. After a very sexy lap dance, she had sat on the side of the bed whilst I stood in front of her and fed her my rampant hard-on, repeatedly.

Later I fucked her doggy-style, groping and slapping that amazing ass whilst she managed to climax twice. Finally, I flipped her over, slapped my cock in between her huge tits, and screwed them for all I was worth, eventually leaving a big sticky deposit all over her neck and chest.

After Lupe quickly cleaned herself up, we lay together under the covers on my bed. I was naked. Lupe still wore her suspender belt and stockings but had ditched her high heels now. She lay in my arms, her head on my chest, as we often did after sex.

We chatted for a while, as I felt the last few drops of sperm leak from my cock onto the sheets beneath.

Lupe moved the subject of conversation to Valentina, and how she had been in bed. Lupe then asked about previous conquests I had enjoyed back in England. There had been a few, which I briefly mentioned, but in general, there wasn’t an enormous amount to talk about.

“How about you?” I asked Lupe, lightly slapping her ass, “What sort of adventures did you get up to when you were younger? Before you met Uncle Gerry?”

Lupe giggled, caressing my chest.

“What? Are you too shy to tell me?” I asked, laughing.

“No! You know shy is the last thing people would say about me. Especially men,” Lupe giggled, “No, I can tell you all about that if you’d like.”

“Yeah? You’d be okay with that?” I asked. Lupe had once told me she would tell me all about her sex life before she met my uncle, I think to tease me and turn me on, but she had never actually gotten round to it before.

“Sure, I feel completely comfortable with you. Cos, you know, you see me as I am. You’re very comfortable with my sexuality, you’re very happy to watch me fuck other men,” Lupe grinned.

“Many, many men,” I replied, grinning back.

“Yes, many, many men,” Lupe giggled, “But you understand me, so I know I can talk with you about this stuff. Your uncle however is a different matter.”

“How so?” I asked.

“I just mean, he sees me completely differently from how you see me,” Lupe explained, “He sees me as his little princess, his trophy wife who, yes maybe had a couple of boyfriends before we met, but is now happy to settle down with him. But you see the real me, a woman who loves your uncle but also loves being with other men too. I’m always going to need some action on the side.”

I nodded.

“It’s like, I adore making love with my husband, but I adore getting fucked by other men too,” Lupe continued, “You understand they’re not the same thing, right? The physical acts may be similar, but when I’m in bed with your uncle there are feelings involved that make it so special. Whereas when I’m in bed with another man, it’s just pure lust between us, and I love that too.”

“And you need both,” I stated.

“Exactly, I need both. I can’t live with just one without the other, you understand me,” Lupe replied, “But your uncle could never understand these things about me. So, what I’m about to tell you must always remain a secret between us.”

“Of course,” I said, intrigued.

And so began Lupe’s tale of her incredible sexual escapades from her youth.

“Well, I told you before about my childhood, how poor we were,” Lupe began.

Lupe had previously told me that she came from a dirt-poor family. Her father had died when she was just ten, leaving her mother to work many jobs to just feed her children and keep a roof over their heads. Lupe had told me she didn’t have a real pair of shoes until she was twelve years old.

This was what attracted Lupe to making ‘special arrangements’ for extra money with her long-term male renters here. It gave Lupe a financial cushion she could fall back on if ever Uncle Gerry’s businesses failed, and she had to leave him. Much as she loved my uncle, Lupe would never go back to that kind of poverty again.

“When I was sixteen, my mama met a guy, and we moved out of the countryside to a new town,” Lupe continued, “And I slept with a few boys in those years I was there, but it was never anything that special.”

“I see,” I said, nodding, encouraging her to continue.

“But when I was eighteen, I left my mama and moved to Medellin all by myself. That’s when I started to explore my sexuality. I had suddenly filled out between sixteen and eighteen. I got this ass, and these boobs,” Lupe grinned.

“Thank the lord,” I replied.

Lupe giggled.

“And I used to get lots of looks from men all the time around town, but I was still quite innocent when I arrived there,” Lupe explained, “I had gotten an office job, doing general admin work for a company that made cheap electronic components. The money wasn’t very good, but it was enough for me to rent a small single room in the house of an old lady.”

Lupe went on to tell me all about her time in Medellin.

She said just a few weeks after starting work in her admin job, her boss called her into his office. After a few minutes of small talk, with Lupe wondering why she was there, her boss asked her whether she was interested in a new position at the company. He said it would involve a significant raise in pay, slightly fewer hours, but a new responsibility.

Of course, Lupe said she was interested but curious as to what it would involve. Her boss stood up and asked her to come behind his desk and sit in his chair so he could explain what he had in mind. Lupe explained her boss was named Arturo, was in his early fifties, with a short and stocky frame, and was slightly balding.

Lupe did as she was asked and came around the other side of the desk to sit in Arturo’s chair. Then there was an awkward moment of silence between the two of them. Her boss stood in front of her, smiling down at Lupe. Lupe looked up at him and smiled too, wondering what it was her boss was trying to show her about the new position.

It seemed her boss was waiting for Lupe to do something but was clueless as to what. Finally, Arturo lost his patience with Lupe. He suddenly unbuckled his belt, his trousers dropping to his ankles, revealing his half-erect cock. He then took Lupe’s head in his hands and pulled it toward his cock.

Lupe remembered letting out a surprised gasp just before the head of her boss’ cock was pushed against her lips. She looked up at her boss in shock, but he simply nodded at her, smiling. So Lupe nodded too and went along with it.

She opened her mouth, and her boss’ cock slid inside between her lips. Lupe said back then she had very little experience giving a blowjob and didn’t really know what to do. Lupe just looked up at her boss, his cock in her mouth.

She guessed her boss realized she was inexperienced, and so with his hands gripping her head, guided her mouth up and down his shaft. Lupe was a quick learner though, and soon understood exactly what her boss wanted, and began sucking him without needing to be guided. Her boss moaned and groaned as Lupe sucked his cock.

Arturo then told Lupe to ‘get those fucking tits out’, which again she went along with. She unbuttoned and removed her blouse, and then her bra. Her boss then told Lupe to get up so he could sit back in his chair, then told her to get on her knees in front of him.

Again she did as she was told, and her head was soon bobbing up and down in her boss’ lap as she sucked his cock. Arturo reached down and groped her huge firm tits as he enjoyed teenaged Lupe sucking his dick.

Lupe remembered looking up at Arturo, her mouth full of cock, and seeing the pure lust, pure pleasure on his face. She also couldn’t help but notice the wedding ring on his finger. She wondered what Mrs. Arturo would think if she knew her husband’s dick was in a busty teenage girl’s mouth right now.

Lupe said her boss eventually began groaning, so fearing the inevitable she tried to come up for air. But her boss’ hands gripped her head and pushed her back down, forcing more of his cock into her mouth. A few moments later he erupted, and Lupe got her first-ever mouthful of hot sticky spunk.

Her boss held her in place, not letting her up for air, which forced Lupe to swallow his deposit. Finally, he did let her up, and she just sat on her knees in front of him, staring up at her boss, a fixed smile on her face, saliva dripping from her chin down onto her tits, not knowing what to say.

Lupe had never been treated like that before. She had slept with boys her own age back in her hometown but had never experienced anything like this. Her boss had used her for his own pleasure, without giving anything in return. He had used the position he held in the company, used his power over her, to get what he wanted.

But Lupe did not feel used, she felt excited by the encounter, and wished it had lasted longer, wished that it had gone further.

As her boss zipped himself up, and Lupe got dressed, he asked her what she thought about the new position. Lupe did not understand what he meant, so Arturo had to explain it to her bluntly.

If Lupe gave him a topless blowjob every weekday in his office, Lupe would receive a significant salary hike. Her boss would also delegate a lot of her office admin work to other employees. She could come in later in the mornings and leave earlier in the afternoon. She would also be added to the company’s yearly bonus scheme, something she was currently not entitled to receive.

It seemed to Lupe he was offering her a ride on easy street at the company, simply in exchange for sucking his dick. She didn’t know what to say. She just grinned and nodded.

Her boss smiled, slapped her on the ass, and told her to take the rest of the day off.

For the next year, Lupe continued to work at the same company, under the same boss, in the new position he had created especially for her.

Monday to Friday she would sleep in late, and not arrive at the office until around 10.30 am when all the other admin staff and secretaries had to be at work by 9.00 am. She would do a little light admin work until 12.30 pm, then take her lunch hour, usually eating at a small street food restaurant around the corner from the office.

At around 1.30 pm she would return to her desk, and before 2 pm she would get a call from her boss that he needed some paperwork from her, and be told to come to his office. As soon as she got into his office, however, she would lock the door behind her, and remove her blouse and bra as her boss watched; sat in his chair behind the desk. She would then come and kneel on a cushion in front of her boss, unbuckle his trousers, and pull out his cock.

She then spent the next ten to fifteen minutes worshipping his cock with her mouth, lips, and tongue, as her boss groped her tits. Over the weeks and months following that first encounter, her boss told her all about exactly what he liked, about how to suck a man. She wanted to learn too and got plenty of opportunities to practice.

She learned how to make love to his cock with all parts of her mouth, her lips, her tongue. She learned how to deep throat him, and about when she gagged it turned him on even more. She learned how to perform a ‘sloppy’ blowjob, with plenty of her saliva over his cock. She learned how he loved to beat his cock all over her face whilst she talked dirty to him.

All these tips and tricks took some time to master, but Lupe was determined to become an expert in this new art. She also got excited every time she performed for him. She would often get wet, sometimes sticking her hand inside her panties to fiddle with herself as she sucked him.

Early on she found it strange her boss never made a move to fuck her. She eventually asked him about it, but he said he was married, and would never cheat on his wife. Apparently, he considered his daily afternoon blowjob from Lupe ‘just a bit of fun’ that his wife did not need to know about, but still kept his conscience clear.

Her boss’ wife would make visits to the office now and again, and Lupe would have to act all innocent. His wife was in her fifties, rather plain-looking, completely flat-chested, with very conservative views, and to Lupe at least didn’t look like much fun at all. It was obvious why her boss was attracted to Lupe, as she was the total opposite of his wife, being such a beautiful, busty, sexy young woman. Lupe would put good money on his wife having never given a blowjob in her life.

Lupe’s cock-sucking sessions with her boss would eventually end with him spunking his load in her mouth, and with her being forced to swallow it. Occasionally, however, he would ask Lupe to oil up her boobs and finish him off with a lovely oily tit-wank until he creamed himself all over her chest. Lupe guessed her boss thought this wasn’t cheating on his wife either.

Lupe always loved the feel of her boss’ wedding ring on her skin as he groped her boobs, or on the back of her head as he gripped it tightly, groaning loudly, as he shot his load into her mouth. It made her feel special, that her boss wanted Lupe more than he did his wife. That he would carry on with their little arrangement for so long, risking his wife one day discovering somehow.

After her boss had shot his load, and Lupe got dressed again, he always ended it the same way. He would slap her on the ass as she left his office, and tell her to go home.

It meant she only worked from 10.30 am until around 2 pm. She had the rest of the day to herself.

Lupe also noticed as a few months went by, and she got better and better at the art of cock-sucking, her boss couldn’t last as long as he had done previously. In that first session, she had sucked him for twenty minutes or more. But typically, later on, he would only last ten minutes or so, before being no longer able to take it anymore and flooding her mouth with his seed. In fact, sometimes he wouldn’t even last five minutes, she was just getting too good at her ‘new responsibilities’.

So Lupe then learned the art of keeping a man from coming too soon, to make it last longer, so he would really enjoy himself. She would change it up, take little breaks, kiss, and lick his balls now and again instead. Anything so that her boss wouldn’t feel she was just trying to make him come as soon as possible, which was not the case at all.

By the end of her year working for her boss in Medellin, Lupe told me she had gone from being a total novice to becoming a world-class cocksucker. She could make her boss last thirty minutes or more before he would eventually shoot his load.

As Lupe had so much free time outside of her job, inevitably she would meet other men too. She was young, single, and drop-dead gorgeous. It was inevitable men would flock to her, and she had no trouble getting dates.

Lupe told me she was quite submissive back then. If the guy she went on a date with was maybe a little shy, or not assertive, and didn’t know how to ask her for what he really wanted, then he rarely got anything from her. But if the guy was confident and knew what he wanted, and how to ask for it, Lupe would almost always sleep with them, often on a first date.

During that year in Medellin, she met quite a few confident guys, usually in their early to mid-twenties. She told them all she was twenty-one, as she liked to feel like she was older than her eighteen years. The old lady she rented her room from had a strict policy of no visitors, so she would often spend her Friday and Saturday nights in the bed of whichever guy she had met that week that had expressed an interest in her, and knew how to ask for sex.

She didn’t have any steady boyfriends though. She would sleep with a guy maybe three or four times before moving on to someone else. I asked her how many guys she had slept with during this period in her life, but she wasn’t sure. She said she had fun, but none of her experiences were particularly memorable.

There was one incident that occurred that did stand out that she told me about. Toward the end of her year living in Medellin, she had met a guy at the street food restaurant where she ate her lunch during her break at work. His name was Dante, he was twenty-two, and he worked in a factory across the street from Lupe’s office. He had asked her out on a date, and she had of course agreed.

They had gone to a bar and danced to the live music. His hands had been all over Lupe’s stunning body, and they had kissed on the dance floor. Dante asked if there was somewhere they could go that was more private so they could ‘get to know each other better.’ Lupe knew what that meant.

Lupe told him her place was a no-go, and Dante said the house he rented a room at had the same rules too. He suggested going to a local motel, which rented rooms by the hour, and Lupe again readily agreed. In the motel room later, Lupe sucked and fucked Dante for a few hours, before leaving him a very happy man and heading back home alone.

Lupe saw Dante a few more times. She would meet him immediately after he finished his shift at the factory. Dante would rent the same motel room as before, and Lupe would arrive, strip off, suck, and fuck him.

Dante always greeted Lupe in his oily overalls. He had not showered before she arrived, as Lupe could smell the sweat on him from hard manual labour in the factory all day, something that turned her on.

Lupe had fun with Dante, but he wasn’t a particularly skilled lover, and with hindsight, she could see he was a rather selfish one too. It was all about his pleasure, and it meant she had never actually orgasmed with Dante. It was a problem she encountered with a lot of the young guys she had dated that year.

She always gave her best to the guy, and certainly, he would always orgasm. Lupe would often give them a second round to see if they might improve their performance. Sometimes she was lucky, but it often ended in leaving her frustrated, going home, and frigging herself off alone in her room.

Still, Lupe didn’t get down about it. She always had fun and hoped the next guy around the corner would be better than her last.

After four motel sex sessions with Dante, she decided to move on and had begun seeing another guy she had met at a local bar.

But Dante kept calling her, asking her for another date at the motel. Initially, Lupe refused; she had been there, done that. But then one evening, the new guy she was seeing had some urgent business out of town, and so she found herself all alone in her rented room on a Friday night. Dante then called again asking to meet her, and that he would make it ‘extra special.’

It was rather late, but Lupe decided she had nothing to lose, as she was bored sitting alone in her room, and slightly intrigued as to what Dante had planned. She agreed to meet Dante at the motel.

An hour later Lupe arrived at the motel and went to the room she had met Dante in before. Dante opened the door, and she stepped inside. But to her surprise, there was another man in the room too. Dante introduced Lupe to his friend Thiago, who sat on the sofa in the corner.

Thiago was also in his early twenties, slim and fairly attractive, and was also dressed in oil-stained overalls, just like Dante, as he worked at the same factory. Lupe smiled at Thiago and engaged in some small talk with him for a moment. She innocently assumed he had just popped in to see Dante for a moment and would be on his way soon.

But Dante then held Lupe in his arms, kissing her, and groping at her tits and ass, all in front of Thiago. She felt a little embarrassed. Dante asked his friend what he thought of Lupe. Thiago stood up, saying he thought Lupe was a ‘stunning piece of ass’.

She was shocked, but before Lupe could understand quite what she had walked into, both Dante and Thiago had their hands all over her tits and ass. A moment later her blouse and bra were being hurriedly removed. Thiago feasted on her tits, as Dante pulled off Lupe’s skirt and panties.

Lupe was now naked apart from her high heels, standing in front of two men as they both roughly groped her tits and slapped her on the ass. Dante then removed his overalls and boxer shorts, with Thiago quickly following suit.

Before Lupe could protest, she was pushed down onto her knees and presented with two rampant hard young cocks. The two guys slapped their dicks across her face, before Thiago pushed his dick into her mouth, face fucking her.

It had all happened so fast, that Lupe hadn’t had time to think about how she felt about servicing two men at the same time. But as Lupe began sucking off one guy, then the other, she started to enjoy herself. She was still shocked at how she was being treated, and yet it turned on her like crazy.

Lupe was soon frigging herself off with one hand, jerking off one guy with her other hand, whilst still sucking off the other guy. This went on for some time, as one cock was forced into her mouth, and then the other.

Lupe told me she loved having two cocks to play with. It made her feel special again, as two fit young guys were willing to get naked in front of each other, which she understood could be awkward for men, just so they could get to fuck her. She caught her reflection in the mirror on the far wall, tits out, sucking off two men. Lupe remembered thinking she looked like a real slut and loved the feeling that gave her.

After much switching back and forth between sucking off one guy, then his friend, Lupe was then manhandled onto the bed. Lupe was positioned on her hands and knees across the bed, as Dante stood in front of her, with Thiago behind her. Dante pushed his cock into Lupe’s mouth, and Thiago slid his cock into her soaking wet pussy.

Lupe was then spit-roasted for the first time in her life. Dante fucked Lupe’s mouth, as Thiago pumped away in her pussy. Dante groped her tits, as Thiago slapped her ass.

They were both rather rough with her, but Lupe enjoyed it. Dante let her up for air, slapping his cock over her face. She was sopping wet, and it wasn’t long before she had a huge orgasm, screaming in delight, a huge grin on her face. Again, Lupe caught herself in the mirror, loving the sight of these two men fucking her senseless.

Soon, Thiago and Dante switched places, as she was forced to suck Thiago while Dante fucked her from behind.

Neither of the guys had thought to put on a condom, which Lupe usually always insisted on. But it had all happened so quickly, and Lupe had been so excited, that she decided to let it slide just this once.

Lupe then clarified something. She had said several times she was being forced to suck these two young guys. What she really meant was, that they held her head in their hands, fucking her mouth, taking control of her body. But she certainly wasn’t being forced to do anything she didn’t want to do. Far from it, she was having the time of her life, and the two guys knew it.

Lupe loved the feeling of these two men taking control of her body.

It wasn’t long before Lupe was having yet another big orgasm, her screams of pleasure muffled this time as her mouth was full of Thiago’s dick.

The two guys switched places a few more times, and every time they did, it wasn’t long before Lupe was moaning in ecstasy as she climaxed yet again. She loved being pounded from behind by an urgent, rampant hard young cock, as she was face fucked by another. She also loved the banter between the two guys as they fucked her. She could tell she was making them very, very happy indeed, which only increased her own pleasure.

Lupe lost count of the number of orgasms she experienced that evening, but it was more than she had ever had before.

Soon though, the two guys both began groaning, and she knew they were both getting close. Lupe was then manhandled off the bed and back onto her knees on the floor and began sucking off both men, switching between the two again.

Soon Thiago groaned loudest, pulling his cock out of Lupe’s mouth and jerking himself. He told her to keep her mouth open, with her tongue out. Lupe did as she was told. Both men stood furiously jerking themselves off in front of her face. Soon Thiago erupted, sending stream after stream of young hot sperm over Lupe’s face and into her mouth.

A moment later and the sight of this was apparently too much for Dante, and he too orgasmed, his white-hot come splashing all over Lupe’s face, neck, and tits. Lupe grinned up at the two guys as they both smeared the head of their cocks on her face, the last few drops of spunk dribbling out across her cheeks.

The three of them then sat for a while panting, trying to catch their breath. The two guys had been a little rough with Lupe, and she was exhausted. She’d had quite a workout.

Suddenly Thiago realized the time. It was pretty late, and Thiago and Dante needed to hurry to get the last bus back to their rented rooms that would be leaving in just a few minutes from around the corner from the motel. Also, Dante said he had only paid for the room for one hour which was already up. The two men scrambled to get dressed.

Dante kissed Lupe on the forehead, apologized, then raced out of the room. Thiago told her she was ‘such a great little slut’, then also raced out to catch up with Dante.

Lupe was left alone in the room and sat on the side of the bed, the door wide open. She looked across at her reflection in the mirror and smiled, giggling to herself. She had to agree, she certainly looked like a little slut. She was sat in a dirty little motel room that was rented by the hour, naked apart from her high heels, and plastered in the sperm of not one, but two, young men.

Lupe had never taken a facial from a guy before. Her boss always came in her mouth or occasionally between her tits. She liked the way it looked, the way it felt.

She was just about to get up and take a shower when a figure appeared in the open doorway. It was the motel manager. He said her time was up, and she needed to pay the room fee.

The manager was an older guy in his fifties, balding, with a big belly. His eyes ran over Lupe’s body, taking in the sight of this busty young, sperm-covered little slut. He grinned, asking where her two friends were. Lupe explained they had taken off to catch a bus home.

Lupe then realized she had no money on her, Dante had always paid for the room. She had assumed he always paid for the room after she left him to go home. She guessed in his hurry to catch his bus he had forgotten about paying the motel manager. Lupe explained her situation, but the manager insisted she must pay for the room.

Lupe shrugged, asking what was she supposed to do? She had no money on her, just a few coins for her bus home. The manager shrugged back, telling her maybe she could pay him for the room in ‘another way.’

Lupe knew immediately what that meant. She looked across at her reflection in the mirror and smiled. What else could she do?

“Sure, what the hell,” Lupe told him, smiling.

The manager stepped into the room, unbuckling his belt, and grinning. The door closed behind him, while Lupe took a towel to quickly clean herself up.

Lupe spent the next hour ‘paying for the room’, on her knees sucking the manager’s dick and then later bouncing up and down on his cock in bed. He was not very attractive, but Lupe watched herself in the mirror as he fucked her doggy-style. She began to like what she saw; Lupe the little slut being fucked by an ugly, overweight man just because she had no money on her.

She felt like a dirty little whore, and realized she loved that feeling. This man was so ugly, and yet she was so wet, grinning at herself in the mirror until she eventually orgasmed one last time.

A few minutes later, Lupe was on her knees again, taking yet another hot load of spunk over her face and tits, her third of the evening. The manager mumbled a ‘thank you’ in her direction, as he zipped up and left, telling her she had to leave now.

Lupe quickly cleaned herself up, got dressed, and headed out to get her bus. She told me she grinned all the way home thinking about what a crazy night she had enjoyed, and what a total slut she had been.

Lupe broke off from her story for a moment, as she felt my cock stirring under the covers.

“Oh, Jack! Is it turning you on hearing what a naughty girl little Miss Lupe used to be?” she giggled, her hand moving to grip my cock.

I wouldn’t say I was even at half-mast yet, but it was on the way. I was certainly loving hearing all these sexy stories from Lupe’s youth.

“Not quite there yet I think,” Lupe accurately judged, caressing my cock, “Why don’t I give you a nice massage?”

Lupe got me to flip over onto my back, whilst she grabbed some baby oil. She removed her suspender belt and stockings, throwing them to the floor. She then sat astride my ass and began rubbing oil into my back and shoulders. It was very sensual.

“How’s that feel?” Lupe asked.

“Good, thank you,” I told her, my head turned to my right side so I could see her reflection in the big mirror on the wall next to the bed, “But I’d like to hear more stories of your early sexual adventures.”

Lupe laughed. She had such a lovely, warm, sexy giggle. I couldn’t help but notice her tits jiggle and bounce on her chest as she laughed.

“Well then, let me tell you about when I moved to Bogota,” Lupe began, rubbing more oil into my back.

Lupe told me she had enjoyed her time in Medellin. She had an easy workload at her job, due to her ‘extra responsibilities’ with her boss after every lunch hour. She’d had some fun with young guys in her spare time too. But she decided it was time to relocate, get a change of scenery, and start afresh.

She had found out about a job in Bogota, doing similar admin work in an office again. She had applied and been successful. So one day she walked into her boss’ office and told him she quit. Lupe said he was distraught, as I would be if I was told no more topless blowjobs, from a busty teenage dream.

Lupe had learned a lot from her boss, but in the last month or two, it had gotten a little stale. She told him to find another office girl to ‘promote’, and left. Lupe liked this feeling. She certainly had no ill-will toward her boss, but she liked leaving him wanting more.

The next day Lupe packed up her belongings, got a bus to Bogota, and rented a room in a small boarding house in the Usaquen district of the Colombian capital.

Her new job was working for a firm that manufactured cheap electronic parts. There was the factory floor, and then two floors of offices high up at the end of the building that overlooked the factory floor. Lupe’s job was as one of several admin assistants to the sales manager. His job was to promote and sell the company’s products all over the world.

Lupe said she used to tell people that during her time in Bogota she had worked for an American company. It was something she had told me when we first met, when I complimented her on her English. However, this was not true. Lupe would tell people this story because at that time, being seen to work for a foreign, and especially American company, was considered to be quite desirable.

In fact, the company was Colombian-owned. But it did have strong connections to America, Canada, and Europe, as two-thirds of its sales were done with other companies from those countries.

Lupe’s boss was another married man in his late forties. His name was Esteban, and Lupe she remembered he had very nice hair, was quite slim, but rather average in the looks department. He was always nice to Lupe though, and generally pleasant to everyone who worked under him.

In just her second week, however, she was working in a small stock cupboard area, doing some reorganizing. Lupe was standing on a stool, bent over trying to reach the back of the top shelf, when she suddenly realized her boss was standing behind her. Without saying a word, he grabbed her ass and pushed his face right in the crack.

Lupe was certainly surprised, but also just a little excited by this turn of events. Her boss got her down from the stool and immediately kissed her, groping at her tits and ass. Lupe was a little taken aback, but went along with it, which only encouraged Esteban further.

Her boss told her he couldn’t stop thinking about her since they had first met at her interview, but he could no longer control himself around her. He told her he was married and begged her to keep this a secret, but he just had to have her.

Lupe didn’t know what to say initially. She had of course been through all this with her previous boss, but he had been offering her enticements of a lower workload, increased pay, and shorter hours. Esteban didn’t seem to be offering her anything like that.

But Lupe was all alone in a new city, where she didn’t know anyone at all. She also hadn’t had sex in a couple of weeks and was sorely missing it. Lupe was also learning how much men loved her body and could not resist trying to get their hands on it.

“Well, I can be a naughty girl. I’m up for anything. What did you have in mind?” she told him.

Lupe laughed as she told me this. She had remembered exactly what she had said, as back then it was totally out of character for her to speak or act like that.

Usually, Lupe found that stuff just happened to her. Men would approach her, call all the shots, make all the plans, and she just went along with it. She was quite submissive; she went along to get along, wanting to make the man happy.

It wasn’t to say an enormous amount had changed here. Esteban had still made the first move, and she was again going along with it. But her attitude toward it had changed just a little. She was ‘leaning into it a bit more,’ as she put it.

After another quick grope and snog, Esteban decided to continue any further was surely going to lead to discovery. He opened the door to the stock room, telling her to ‘be ready for tomorrow,’ and went back to his office.

The next day Lupe wasn’t sure what was going to happen, or where. But she wore the sexiest bra and panty set that she had at the time underneath her office blouse and skirt combination, hoping her boss would be seeing it later.

In the morning nothing happened; she did not even see her boss. Lupe wondered if he’d had second thoughts. But just before lunchtime Esteban arrived at her desk. He said as she was a new employee, he should take her out to lunch to welcome her to the company.

Lupe guessed he had said this for the benefit of the others that might be listening in the open office she worked in. She gladly accepted and followed her boss out to his car. Lupe was excited, not knowing exactly where they were going, but knowing she was going there for sex with her boss.

Esteban drove about ten minutes away from their office, into the San Cristobal district of Bogota, and into the parking lot of a fairly large motel, Casa De La Vega. Lupe grinned at her boss as they got out of the car, both knowing why they were there. It certainly wasn’t for lunch.

Casa De La Vega was not a five-star establishment, perhaps three stars at best, but it was better than the one Dante had taken her to back in Medellin. Once in the room, her boss was immediately all over her, snogging her, groping at her tits and ass again, and desperately trying to pull off her clothes. Soon Lupe was naked, with her boss sucking on her huge, firm, young melons.

But this time, before waiting for Esteban to perhaps push her down onto her knees, as so many men in Medellin had done, Lupe dropped to her knees voluntarily and unbuckled her boss’s suit trousers. She looked up at Esteban with a huge grin, as she pulled down his boxer shorts to reveal his already hard cock. She immediately kissed the head, and then took him in her mouth and began slowly, sensually sucking him.

Lupe had learned this is what men wanted from her, and she was going to give it to them, happily, but in her own way. She was also learning different men treated her very differently and wanted to be treated by her in bed in differing ways. Some men wanted to take control, be the boss, and Lupe was happy to be treated like that. Other men wanted Lupe to take control, for her to be in charge, and she was more than happy to do that too.

With Esteban, it seemed Lupe was going to be the boss, at least in the bedroom.

Lupe told me the men with whom she had slept, who were in powerful positions in life, wanted her to be the dominant lover. The men she had been with that were in much-lower-paid jobs, and were of lower status in society in general, wanted to be the boss in bed and tell her what to do. It was a generalization, so it wasn’t always true, but it mostly held up. At nineteen years old, young Lupe was just beginning to suspect this.

After a few minutes of sucking her boss’ dick, Lupe removed the rest of his clothes and pushed him back onto the bed. She then clambered on top and rode his cock. Lupe teased him about what his wife would think if she could see him now, a busty teen fucking his brains out. Later she told him to fuck her doggy-style, and he of course did exactly as he was told.

Finally, she got back on her knees and allowed him to jerk off until he shot his load all over her face and tits. She knew now that’s what most men wanted from her, and she was more than happy to oblige.

Over the next month or so, usually twice a week, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Esteban would arrive at Lupe’s desk and ask to take her to lunch. Twenty minutes later, Lupe would be in a room at Casa De La Vega, on her knees sucking her boss’s cock, on her back or all-fours being pounded by her boss, or astride her boss riding him.

She always enjoyed herself and would manage to climax around half the time. Esteban’s cock was a little smaller than she was used to, but Lupe didn’t really mind.

Her boss had a habit of calling her ‘little Miss Lupe’ during sex. It was a name that had obviously stuck, as I had heard Lupe refer to herself by that name. I had also heard Mr. Dubois call her that whilst she was sucking his big black cock when I had spied on them.

But after a month of sneaking off with her boss twice a week, Lupe was thinking perhaps it was time to move on. She’d had fun with Esteban, but she wanted to meet some new men from Bogota now. She fucked her boss one more time, in her mind giving him a nice ‘Lupe-style send-off’. After that, she decided to tell her boss whenever she next saw him at work that it was over between them.

It wasn’t like her boss was giving her any special treatment at work, as she had enjoyed back in her job in Medellin. He was just giving her sex, and Lupe had decided she was ready to get that elsewhere.

The next day, her boss came over to her desk much earlier than usual, but before she could tell him it was over, Esteban told her he had a ‘very special assignment’ for her, which involved her trekking out to the airport.

Lupe was intrigued…

TO BE CONTINUED.