1, 2, 3. A special day

1, 2, 3. A special day

Good evening, my name is Alejo and to my friends I am El Negro.

For those who have read any of my previous stories, I have been addicted to mature women for as long as I can remember, but that doesn't mean I neglect the rest of the women.

After a long time I am writing a story again, which involves 2 real cases and one not so real.

At 18, I worked during the summer after high school to save up some money to get through the year, and December 1984 was no exception.

I managed to get a job at a supermarket with four branches as a stocker. Being the “newbie” and a temporary worker, I was faced with unusual situations: for example, delivering orders to the homes of people who made large purchases or simply did not want to carry bags and boxes.

Story # 1

That's how I met Thelma, a spinster of about 48 years old, not at all exuberant or showy, but who loaded up weekly with the groceries she consumed in the next seven days, leaving perishable products for daily purchases.

She did her shopping in the mornings and asked for her packages and heavier loads to be delivered after midday when the supermarket was less busy.

The first time I brought things to her house, she opened the door to the building from her apartment and made me carry the load up 4 flights of stairs. I arrived at her door and she opened it dressed very scantily. You could see that under her light, worn orange dress there was a black thong and there was no bra to hold up her large, sagging tits.

I went into the kitchen and placed the box of products on the counter under his watchful eye, not on the food but on me, as if he wanted to know the reaction. Being new at work, I had a hard time putting things down and trying to get back to my work place quickly. I received a good tip and an invitation to come back with the next purchase. When I returned to the shop so quickly, I was intercepted by my co-worker, who asked me some questions.

Sergio: What was the young lady dressed like? She must have been half naked.

Me: Yes, transparent dress and black panties, without a bra. Why?

Sergio: It's obvious you're new, the old lady wanted some action. Almost everyone here ate her up, she's a beast, she squeezes you in minutes and loves being ridden.

The following week, Thelma returned to do her shopping. This time, she had two fairly large boxes and asked that they be delivered at closing time, so as not to take away employees. When she went to get the merchandise, the clothing was suggestive: an almost translucent white dress and very tiny, intense red underwear. It left little to the imagination. The manager of the store told me to take the boxes and after the delivery, go to branch 2, which was 10 blocks away.

Jorge: Don't take too long, there is a backlog of work, but Thelma is demanding: do whatever she asks for.

At 1:15 p.m., when they were closing the shop, I loaded both boxes and, as best I could, I reached the entrance of the building. I rang the bell at the doorman, identified myself and was told to open the door and use the elevator to get to the 8th floor, as they were cleaning the hallways.

I arrived at 8th G, and I didn't need to ring the bell; the half-open door gave me access and Thelma's voice asked me to close it and go into the small kitchen. There was the smell of food, and the remains of lunch on the table.

Thelma: Go ahead and unload your stuff, I'll be right there.

That was when the lady of the house appeared dressed only in the red underwear that he had seen through her white dress.

Without paying attention to me, she picked up the dishes from the table, placed them in the sink, took a damp cloth, cleaned the table, stretching herself enough so that every inch of her body was at the mercy of my eyes. In one movement she stood with her back to me, and repeating the movement she went over the surface of the table again. And it was too much, the scant fabric of her thong got lost between her buttocks, leaving everything in sight, her bra got caught in the wet table and moved up, freeing her tits and I couldn't resist it: I positioned myself behind her, lowered my jogging pants and boxers as best I could, freeing my cock and I rubbed it against that ass.

My hands went to her tits and I pressed her against the table, rubbing her while I moved between her buttocks.

Thelma: Yes baby, like that, but take off my thong and put it in. I want it inside.

I listened to her, let go of her right tit, pulled back the fabric of her thong and, barely adjusting it on the table, I pushed it all the way in. It went in without any problems, it was obvious that that pussy had already received a lot of abuse, and she was used to it enough, but I wasn't interested. I crushed her while I pushed my cock in and out, she barely moved a few centimeters back to steady herself on her legs and force the entrance as deep as possible. She received the thrusts with small moans and put one of her hands between her legs as if she wanted to speed up the finish. She caressed my cock while I moved it inside her until I couldn't take it anymore and I filled her pussy with milk. When I pulled it out, it was dripping down her legs, she turned around, faced me and ate my mouth.

Thelma: I liked it, but next time it will have to be in bed and with more time, I want to know what else you can do besides filling me with milk.

I pulled up my pants as best I could, with my dick at half-mast. I wanted to continue but he wouldn't let me.

Thelma: It's late, go to work or they'll suspect that you caught me.

I almost kicked myself out of the apartment, I went down in the elevator and when I got to the street, I ran into Sergio.

Sergio: Did you fuck the girl on the table or in bed? You don't know how well she sucks cock. I'm sure she'll invite you over some night, she'll fuck everything.

We both walked to the other branch and chatted about what had happened.

Sergio: If she liked it, you'll come back and she'll definitely make you a friend. They're spinsters who have a good time as long as you don't comment on how they treat you. I'm looking after a friend.

Story # 2

Sergio and I arrived at the second branch and we were swamped with work. Raúl had been absent since the previous day and we had to cover his work.

At 5 pm it opened to the public and there was a constant flow of people coming and going, the movement was greater than in branch 1. The two stockers could not keep up with refilling shelves with merchandise and we had to go up and down to the warehouse in search of boxes and packages of products.

Jorge: Let's see, a kid to carry boxes to a car!!

Sergio went and helped an older couple to bring their groceries up. Minutes later the scream was repeated and it was I who did the task. We took turns like this until almost 9 pm.

At that moment a woman of about 50, Zulma, very elegant, came in and began to load two carts with groceries. When she got to the checkout to pay for her purchase, Jorge was full of praise and gallantry towards the woman.

Sergio approached me and told me that I was a very good customer, that she left excellent tips and that we would almost certainly have to take part of the purchase home at closing time.

Sergio: The girl is untouchable, she has a “protector” who supports her. She has an impressive apartment, a semi-apartment. She lives with her 5 or 6 year old son and has a permanent maid. Don’t even think she’s like Thelma, she’s out of our reach. You might go around and the old lady is half naked, but “we can’t eat there.”

The woman paid for the purchase, left a cart with things to be delivered later, saying that her employee would receive it because she had a “business dinner.”

Jorge: I'll send it to you with one of the kids, don't worry. Tomorrow your employee will bring us the empty car.

When Sergio heard this, he called me and said: “ Take care of it, I’m going out with the two lunchboxes tonight. Come to La Fusa around 11:30 p.m. and we’ll go party with them.”

That gave me time to deliver the order, get home, shower and change. I needed a shower after working so hard.

We finished cleaning and putting things away and while the store was closing, it was my turn to deliver to Zulma's house. I called the doorman and a voice gave me the option to come in.

I arrived at 4th H and a brunette of about 45 years old opened the door for me. She was wearing a pink house dress, somewhat short, with all the appearance of a uniform. In the background I could hear Zulma's voice, indicating where to leave each thing. I saw her in passing wearing a short, tight skirt and only a lace bra that covered two rounded breasts.

She appeared in the kitchen, already changed into a tight white shirt and pulling the child who did not want to go with her. She left her employee the payment for my services and left in a hurry.

Sonia: What happened that Raul didn't come? By the way, my name is Sonia and I am Mrs. Zulma's assistant. I hope you do your job like him. He not only downloads but also helps me save.

Sonia was short, maybe 1.65 and obviously needed help putting some things away in the cupboards.

She looked for a small three-step ladder, climbed on it, and began to ask for things, placing them in an orderly fashion. Handing her the packages as I approached the ladder allowed me to see under her uniform. Unattractive white underwear, but containing a cute little ass.

Sonia: This is as far as I go, now you'll have to be the one to arrange the rest of the packages, they're light but they're too high for me.

She stepped down from the first step and missed the placement of her foot on the second. She seemed to lose her balance and before she fell I managed to grab her below the waist, lifting her dress slightly and revealing her underwear.

Sonia: Very good reflexes, although your hands are a bit naughty, you can let go of my ass.

I obeyed, making her go down while I ran my hand over her from her ass to the curve of her tits. She looked me in the eyes, moistened her lips and without moving away gave me a short kiss on the mouth.

Sonia: You're cheeky and daring, I like that. No beating around the bush, straight to the point. Let's go to my room, we have an hour and a half before Zulma comes back.

She took me by the hand and led me down a hallway to a small room with a queen-size bed, a nightstand, a closet , and a TV. She turned on the light on a nightstand and, without turning around, dropped her uniform. There was no bra, and she had very large breasts with fat nipples surrounded by dark brown areolas.

She sat on the bed and pulled me towards her, pulled down my jogging bottoms and boxers and approached my cock, which was already getting bigger. She stroked it up and down to make it bigger and approached it. She smelled it and smiling, she said: “There was action here, the smell is unmistakable. Right next door is the service bathroom, wash up and come before I change my mind.”

I finished taking off my jogging pants and boxers, went to the bathroom and washed my tool, taking advantage of the fact that there was a men's perfume and used it on the area. I came back as quickly as I could and found her naked lying on the bed. Finally I saw her mons pubis, carefully shaved, hairless.

Sonia: Don't waste time, eat me a little and then nail me , we have 45 minutes left.

I dove between her legs and very clumsily gave her some food that helped lubricate her. When she was really wet, I knelt in front of her, raised her legs to my shoulders to get a better position, and in two movements I began to penetrate her. She held onto the back of the bed and helped with the penetrations, making them deep, moaning when my balls collided with her pussy.

It was 15 minutes of action, I was ready for my second discharge of the day and in another cave, when he locked my legs with his and with a cry muffled by one of his hands he reached orgasm, filling me with juices.

I tried two or three more movements to fill her with milk, but it was almost impossible. When the pressure on her legs gave way, I pulled out and, jerking off , I poured all the milk into her body.

Sonia: Wow! What a way to end it. I hadn't had any action for almost 15 days and look how you left me, covered in milk. Come on, wash up, get dressed and go. Zulma shouldn't be long in arriving. I have to air out the room and take a shower when she gets there. Tomorrow when I go to the supermarket, I'll see you and tell you how I spent it.

It took me longer to change than to leave the apartment. When I reached the hall on the ground floor, I ran into Zulma. She looked at me, smiled and pointed at my stained jogging pants.

Zulma: You had a good time, I see. Don't get used to it, I don't always give Sonia that permission.

He reached out and gave me a bill which I quickly pocketed.

It was 11pm, I had to get home, take a shower and go find Sergio and my coworkers.

Story # 3

Obviously I arrived late to the meeting point with my coworkers. It was 0:30 when I entered “La Fusa”.

Let me give you a little more details about the place: upon entering there was a bar to share drinks, some tables for those who did not use the bar, some pool tables, a giant screen where a movie was being projected and at the end of the bar, a hallway where the bathrooms were located and at the end of it a medium-sized room where the light was very, very poor, “extremely comfortable armchairs” for two people and soft, slow music, where its inhabitants could hardly see each other.

In the first room were Sergio, Petty and Edy, playing pool while they waited for me. It was obvious that they had been waiting for a while because there were several empty glasses on the table next to the pool table.

Sergio: Finally, old man! We thought you weren't coming anymore.

Me: I was late with the last delivery and then I had to go home to shower and change.

Petty: 10 more minutes and we'd be leaving – he said with a sour face.

Edy: Yes, we were getting bored here.

I'll tell you about Petty and Edy.

Petty, 35 years old, blonde from a hair salon, 1.70m tall, with very good breasts (100m) and hips that are a bit less forceful, but striking, well-positioned and generally tight in jeans or leggings a size smaller than advisable, which was what she was wearing that night. Single, without prejudices and rather loose-lipped. Without a doubt, she was Sergio's obsession, he was falling for her.

Edy: 41 years old, divorced, light brown hair, 1.75 meters tall, small breasts (almost like those of a teenager), but a prominent butt. Liberal to the max after her divorce, there was not a night when she did not go out for drinks or dancing. More than once, she arrived at work directly from one of these outings. For today's outing, she was wearing a loose T-shirt and a short, slightly flared miniskirt.

It was more than obvious that the purpose of the outing organized by Sergio was to get Petty ahead of him and, if possible, spend the night with her. Under these circumstances, I had to take care of Edy, even if it wasn't what I liked the most.

We had a couple more drinks and Sergio suggested we move to the “dance” section. Petty knew what Sergio was up to, he made him beg a bit but in exchange for another drink he agreed to have one in that section.

Edy looked at me and said: “ Look , they are going to get lost in a chair in the darkest and most remote area. They will probably end up in some hotel in the area to spend the night. If you want to have a drink and dance, we can come over, but nothing more will happen than that.”

Me: Ok, put up with them for a while and then we'll leave.

Having reached an agreement, we ordered drinks and headed to the back. A waiter with a small flashlight in his hand led us to a very uncomfortable location: the chair was wide, but we were facing a wall, with the backs of other high-backed chairs that transformed the space into a tiny room. The fact that we were both tall made it difficult for us to sit down, so we placed the drinks on a ledge that served as a table and we went to the dance floor dodging legs and tables, stumbling every now and then.

We danced for about 20 minutes. At first, Edy kept her elbows on my chest, imposing distance, but she gave in when the songs seemed to be to her liking, until she placed her head on my shoulder and allowed me to put my arms around her waist, letting one of my hands fall on her tail.

Edy: I envy the other two so much, they must be squeezing and kissing like crazy, Petty was ready for anything today.

Me: Have you been chasing each other for a long time?

Edy: Like 3 months, but Sergio is very open-minded, he likes them all and doesn't forgive any.

He came closer to me to speak in my ear so that our conversation could not be heard.

Edy: Look how those two are giving it to each other... over there, almost against the wall, the skinny guy is groping her everywhere, I'd swear he's already masturbating her.

I turned a few inches and saw them , obviously the skinny guy was at full capacity and the girl was desperate to accommodate herself in the guy's hands. We laughed and before they called our attention we went back to the private room. I sat down first and so that she would be more comfortable, I placed her legs on mine. We were almost sitting on top of each other and the contact was evident, the flare of her miniskirt opened and was almost located on my slowly growing bulge.

He reached out to take his drink and our faces were just a few inches apart, I could feel his breathing. He took a sip of his drink and came back to set the glass down.

Me: You're tempting me, Edy.

Edy: And I'm turning you on, I can tell, even if you try to hide it

I tried to look over her shoulder and could only see the back of the chairs. I took advantage of the movement and gave her a kiss on the neck, while I let go of my hand on her waist. She took a deep breath, I imagine she looked at my face (because of the darkness) and brought her lips closer to mine.

At first they were short kisses, as if they didn't want to go any further, but it was enough for one of the two to open their lips for our tongues to intertwine, his hands playing in my hair and mine slipping into the top to reach his breasts. His hands were now holding me so I wouldn't move away from his lips and my hands were making his nipples harden.

Edy: Oh, I'm getting so hot, suck me , go on, nobody can see us.

I pulled on her nipples with my teeth as she gave herself over, I lowered one hand towards her legs and without much effort I slipped it between them, caressing her hot pussy over the wet fabric that covered it.

Edy: Yes, keep going like that, I sank my fingers in – he said before sealing my lips with his.

I noticed how she lowered one of her hands and tried to open the zipper of my jeans to touch her too. I stretched my legs a little to make it easier for her and she released my cock from my pants, moving her hand slowly jerking me off .

Me: If you continue, I'm going to fill your hands with milk.

Edy: Don't even dream about it, I'm not going to keep it in my hands.

He made a quick move and climbed on top of me. He thrust into her uncomfortably, as the zipper of my jeans rubbed against her pussy.

Edy: My teeth are scraping from the zipper, you're irritating my lips, but I want it inside.

I tried to adjust myself two or three times so that my attempt to penetrate would not bother her , but it was impossible. I could only completely remove my jeans and I whispered this in her ear.

Edy: You're not going to stay almost naked here, no way. See if the waiter comes? Get dressed and we'll go, I know a place nearby.

I arranged my clothes as best I could, she arranged hers, and in the darkness we left the area. After passing the bathrooms, she went into the ladies' room to finish arranging her clothes and we went out into the street. We walked just a block and she rang the bell at a lodging house. A woman greeted us and after examining us from head to toe, she let us in.

Staff: There are only two rooms left without private bathrooms. Check in now and check out at 6:30. If you need anything extra, ask now and pay before you occupy the room.

Edy: A cold beer and a box of extra-thin condoms.

Maid: Room 12, it's $500 total.

We pooled the money together, paid, and received the keys.

Maid: No fuss, noise is tolerated, but nothing excessive. The room is at the end of the corridor, next to the shared bathroom.

Edy went back to the bathroom to clean up a bit, while I waited for the employee with what I had ordered.

A soft knock on the door and there was the woman: “Have a good night, if you are asleep I will come by at 6:15 to call you” she said while handing over the bottle and the box of condoms.

Surely, they crossed paths in the hallway, because seconds later Edy entered the room. Without wasting any time, he began to take off his clothes, until he was left only in a black vedetina (more like a thong and less like a pair of panties). He threw the clothes on a chair and went to the wide 2 and a half square bed that was covered with a single sheet. A very dim light illuminated the room, coming from the nightstand lamp.

Edy: Come on , blackie , get naked, time flies and so does my fever.

Being left in just my boxers, I lay down next to her and we quickly began to kiss and caress each other, sometimes she was on top and then we turned around and I was the one riding her. I squeezed her small tits and sucked on her erect nipples. She lowered her hand and put it inside my boxers, caressing my cock, which was growing in size. I imitated her, putting my hand inside her panty and playing with the lips of her pussy, between the hairs that surrounded it.

We were already on the verge, both super hot, the only clothes that covered us flew off. I laid her on the bed and began to kiss her from the forehead and went down her face, her neck, each of her breasts and slowly made my way to her wet and shiny pussy. I had already passed the navel and headed towards the pussy, when she stopped me.

Edy: I love oral sex, I love getting sucked off, but there won't be any tongue sessions today. Tomorrow I have to take the tests and I don't want to take any risks, that's why I'm wearing panties. We're going to fuck, until my panties, my pussy and your cock can't take it anymore, but no oral.

She took one of the box covers, opened the case and placed it gently. After making sure it was in place, she climbed up and guided my cock to her pussy, then positioned it between her lips and slammed it down to skewer herself. She began a wild ride, moaning and jerking violently. At times it seemed to bottom out inside her and at other times my balls collided with the door of her pussy.

15 frantic minutes, without stopping for a moment until she exploded in a fantastic orgasm. It was so intense that she seemed to urinate, wetting the mattress and everything in her path. She fell exhausted on top of me, but she didn't get it out of her body. About 20 minutes of rest passed, I lost my erection and she lay down next to me.

Edy: Wow... you really made me want to fuck you, and to think that I was going to get you off so quickly. I don't regret coming to bed with you.

Me: I didn't imagine you could fuck so well, how much effort you put into it .

Edy: The groping at the club got me going, I couldn't go home without fucking. The only shame is not being able to give it to him bareback and completely, with oral and everything. But I'm aware, I fuck often and you have to take care of yourself. Tomorrow I have the check-ups, if everything goes well, in 10 days we'll give it to him completely.

I took off the liner, checked to see if it was faulty, and went back to my old ways to get another dose.

Edy: Calm down, let's rest a little and go for the second one.

We fell asleep in each other's arms until the kind lady at the reception came knocking on the door at 5:45. We woke up surprised. We looked at the clock and without hesitation we started kissing and touching each other for a last round, shorter but no less intense. When we finished we got dressed, went to the bathroom to tidy up a bit and went out. When we were saying goodbye, Petty and Sergio came out, already hugging each other and kissing.

They saw us, laughed and almost in unison commented: Look at these two, they were the companions and they ended up in bed like us...

This is how a particular and special day ended: first Thelma, then Sonia and finally Edy. Three mature women who left me dry for a few days, but that will be another story.

In it they will meet Cami , the personnel manager of branch 4 and her weakness for organizing the storage at 3 in the afternoon in the middle of summer on a second floor.

I look forward to your comments, and especially your opinion.

Greetings,