THE MOBILE MATCHER AND THE CUSHING CLIENT!

Jurandir was very happy with his job; almost three years ago he was a furniture builder of a large retail network in the capital; when he looked back he did not regret for a minute having made such a choice. After terrible opportunities as assistant of motorcycle mechanic, delivery service with motorcycle and others that seemed more underemployment, he felt fulfilled; after all, for those who had come from Paraíba “with one hand in front, and another behind”, Jurandir could finally say full mouth that he had a decent job; the salary was very good, the benefits even better and the activity was something that gave him great pleasure.
It is quite true that there were some mishaps, such as the day the consumer frustrated with the impossibility of seeing his wardrobe mounted for lack of a piece, arrested Jurandir inside his house and released his pet pit bull dog to make guard (but this is another story). Anyway, he really liked what he was doing.
And there was an occasion he loved, because what happened, besides unexpected, was delicious! It all began when he went to perform the first visit that February. It was the assembly of a dresser and a kitchen cabinet in a client who lived in a middle class neighborhood, inserted in the region destined to Jurandir. As usual he checked the address on his GPS device and called the phone noted in the service order in order to confirm if there was anyone at home to welcome him.
As soon as the connection was complete, a gentle, sweet, feminine voice answered from the other side. Jurandir was ecstatic with that voice, but a second later he took it hard and continued, informing who it was and what he had called. The voice confirmed I was waiting for him to perform the montage. Jurandir thanked and hung up the phone stating he would soon be on site.
He climbed up on his bike and accelerated toward his work address. Within minutes he was in front of the client's house; it was a beautiful leftover protected by high metal blind gates. He got off the bike and approached the electronic doorman, pressing the bell to be answered. Suddenly, the same voice answered the device .... Jurandir breathed deep – even because that voice turned him on – and then identified himself as the furniture assembler.
The social gate was triggered and then opened; Jurandir pushed him carefully (there was always the surprise of the “family pet animal”) and waited for someone to come to him. The moment he saw the door open, he felt overwhelmed. From within, emerged the most beautiful figure in the form of a woman he had ever seen in life; she was a beautiful descendant of Japanese, with the most sinister body he has ever seen and with anatomical details advanced in the exact proportion (it did not become a “plus size”, but it was in the most delicious limit!); the face was almost angelic and as soon as she smiled at it, Jurandir felt “in the clouds”.
He greeted the assembler by reaching out to him and saying his name was Sumie ... Jurandir, crazy with that dazzling vision, but he could pronounce a syllable, but, containing himself in what was possible, touched that fragile, soft and warm hand, returning the fulfillment. Sumie was wearing a light blue-tone thin strap dress whose transparency revealed details that made the rider's situation even more complicated; it is explained: Jurandir could tell by the transparency of the fabric that Sumie was not wearing anything else underneath except a delicate, tiny panties.
After a few awkward moments for him, Sumie invited him in so that he could continue his visit. He turned his back on him, walking towards the front door. The subject was even more perplexed to see that such panties were floss-type and the silhouette of his hostess's tight buttocks provoked an immediate and vigorous erection! Trying to control himself to the fullest, Jurandir entered the house and climbed the stairs towards the main room. Sumie opened the door displaying the boxes that contained the dresser to be assembled. Jurandir looked at them and asked if it would be better to set up the kitchen closet first.
Sumie smiled affable by answering that he was right to ask, so he would accompany her to the kitchen in the lower wing of the house. They went down with the boy still having that intoxicating view of his client's rousing ass.
As soon as he could, Jurandir put his backpack on the floor and put it on the kitchen furniture, while Sumie, sitting in a chair in front of him, watched everything quietly with a look that the assembler could not decipher ... and everything became more foggy when, inadvertently, she crossed her legs, leaving part of her thigh showing to him (and what thighs! What legs! Jurandir endeavored to keep his concentration on the furniture assembly, but the presence of that delicious and provocative woman disturbed him in such a way that something easy seemed extremely difficult.
And when he finally finished that task, Sumie got up from where he was, jumping for joy and saying that he deserved a prize for doing his job(!) Almost glued his body to his, Sumie asked if he'd like to have coffee. Kind of out of touch, Jurandir hesitated, but eventually he accepted the offer. Sumie prepared two espressos in the automatic coffee maker and then invited the assembler to sit at the table with her; Jurandir said it wasn't necessary, but she insisted, leaving him again, embarrassed.
Sitting at the table, the assembler and the client drank their coffees, and even though Jurandir was in the mood for something else, he sought to control himself at all costs, even when his roll was stubborn to harden, pulsing and stretching into his pants. Jurandir changed position at least once three times, trying to prevent his erection from being denounced; however, he was unlucky because at some point the assembler noticed the curious look of his hostess landed on the disobedient volume without his crotch.
He decided to finish the coffee a little faster, standing up and saying that he would go to the bedroom to set up the missing dresser; at the same moment Jurandir walked towards the stairs that gave access to the rooms at the top of the house, he realized that Sumie accompanied him discreetly. “Will she want to go up too?” the assembler thought, wondering what could happen if her prick remained that hard with the reason for the hardening remaining at his side.
Delicately, Jurandir asked Sumie to feel free to continue with his chores, for he would assemble the furniture more quickly if he could work with a certain freedom and that she had nothing to fear with respect to his personal belongings.
-Oh! Excuse me! I didn't mean to sound boring... - answered Sumie with a tender and submissive look that almost made the subject fall apart from so much horny. He said that she had nothing to apologize for and went up the stairs, going into the room and working as fast as possible.
Everything seemed to be fine ... until the moment when, finishing mounting the furniture, Jurandir noticed a small intimate piece thrown on the couple's bed ... it was a delicious lace panties so beautiful and exciting that the subject almost immediately felt his roll hardening furiously, pulsing like crazy! He walked to the bed and took his panties, smelling it and smelling that sweet scent of woman ... “Well, no one is iron after all”, thought the assembler and taking advantage of the loneliness reigning on the top of the house, ran to the bathroom, where, continued smelling panties, while freeing his prick, imposing on her a fierce and lonely masturbation.
Jurandir massaged his roll with a mind-blowing force, thinking of Sumie naked in front of him, just appreciating the tough male in action ... he masturbated faster and faster, intending to enjoy as soon as possible, because there was still the fear of being caught in that unexplained and unusual scene ... he had never done anything like that in a client's house ... although no customer remembered that delicious and exciting Oriental.
At one point, the subject semi-closed his eyes, controlled his breath to the full, airy and irregular, waiting for the near orgasm, and intensified the handling of the limb, yearning for an abundant ejaculation. And it was at that moment that he almost fell on his back; with an uncomfortable feeling of being observed, Jurandir opened his eyes and noticed a reflection in the huge wall mirror right in front of him ... was Sumie!
The owner of the house was silent, leaning against one of the door doors of access to the bathroom that Jurandir had forgotten to lock properly, staring at the hard roll with a mixed look of curiosity and amazement! Immediately, the assembler stopped what he was doing and turned towards her... it was a disconcerting scene... he with a hard dick on one hand and her panties on the other!
Jurandir started to think of an excuse, but his brain, dulled by hornyness and surprise, was unable to conjecture any minimally plausible explanation for that situation. Sumie faced him with a hesitant look, and for the first time in his life, Jurandir was afraid that his wife would run off calling the police because there was a pervert in his bathroom.
What he didn't know – or didn't expect – was that Sumie, straightening out, freeing up the straps of his wearing, letting him run along his body, falling to the ground around him ... naked, because Jurandir realized that the panties he had seen at the entrance were no longer there, Sumie walked towards him and without any ceremony, took his roll in his warm and soft hands, massaged her with caress, while rubbing his breasts with swollen nipples on the driver's shirt. Jurandir breathed deep and thought about what to do ... that thought did not last longer than a few seconds, until the next moment he took those breasts in his hands, licking and sucking his nipples, nibbling them softly and then swallowing them to the area of the halos.
Sumie was squirming and squirming while playing with the hard cock of the rider who, at one point, got rid of his clothes by getting naked and ready for the attack! Together, assembler and client, they tangled like two Siamese cats, sucking and licking every available inch of skin... Sumie looked like a sexy, but needy woman, as if she hadn't fucked anyone in a while and that insinuation made Jurandir even crazier of horny.
In the heat of the crash, Jurandir took Sumie in his arms and carried her in his lap and went towards the bed, intending to fuck that woman in a more comfortable position.
- Don't! Not here! —screamed her, suddenly, ensnaring Jurandir with her arms and taking her mouth to the subject’s ear – I don’t want to climb here ... we go to the television room, ... there we can do whatever we want ...
Jurandir did not seem to understand the reason for her hostess' request, but considering that she was the owner of the house, she waved in agreement and leaving the room towards the other, just next door, where there were, among other things, several pillows thrown in a corner of the wall. Jurandir walked to that place, and after carefully depositing his partner on the pillows, he covered her with his huge body letting the prick rub the large lips of his partner's wet vagina. Sumie didn't wait for anything else, he just held his ass from the base by guiding him towards his vagina and pulling his partner against her.
-Come on,... get that dick on me... fuck me real hot I really need this!
Jurandir, obedient, did what Sumie asked of him, stocking the little vagina with his swollen glande, invading it in a movement... the moaning woman while her hands held the male's shoulders pulling it even further against her. Jurandir controlled his partner's impulse, rolling his pelvis and allowing his glans to be licked from Sumie's little vaginal spout, until he realized that he could move forward without causing much discomfort.
- Holy shit, Sumie! What a hot pussy you have... wet and tight... very hot, you're delicious! —Jurandir praised his partner while advancing with his mast in the depths of that exuberant woman. Sumie didn't say anything, he just threw his belly up, throwing himself in the direction of that thick, long dick, forcing him to penetrate it in one more shot.
Jurandir groaned, while Sumie entangled him with his arms and legs, clinging to him and throwing his pelvis against his.
- Oh, you cocky horse! Get up! Fuck me standing up... do it, do it...
Jurandir obeyed immediately, standing up with Sumie glued to him and standing by holding her by the firm buttocks and roll. The next moment, Jurandir squeezed and pulled against him Sumie's buttocks, causing penetration movements to happen as deeply as possible, driving his partner who groaned and squirmed like crazy!
It won't stop! Don't stop, bitch... fuck me,... fuck my pussy and show you're enjoying fucking your client... if you do it right, I'll call SAC doing a compliment... Uh...
Jurandir tightened Sumie's buttocks, throwing her body against yours and causing her roll to penetrate your vagina with an unprecedented and deep vigor. They both moaned and sweated but they didn't show any sign of weakness... for them, that fuck could last all day! They copulated standing as two criminals sharing the same loot, draining all their energy in pressure movements that became a little more difficult as the sweat of their bodies made them slip; Jurandir squeezed Sumie's buttocks very hard in order to prevent her from falling and when she did so the female groaned even more...
- Yes! Fuck hot, fuck... don't be sorry, no... fuck that juicy pussy as much as you can!
The words loaded with obscenity and desire of his partner served to make Jurandir feel even more stimulated and excited, expanding his movements and tightening even more the coveted buttocks of his partner. And then, Sumie enjoyed ... it was an intense joy and full of body spasms, accompanied by groans and deep sighs in an almost panting breath. And after that came another... and another... and another... and another, until they both lost track of how many orgasms that female had experienced.
Overwhelmed by the effort Sumie weakened as his arms and legs dangerously loosened the link around his male body... Jurandir knelt with all the care that was possible to him and placed the female on the pillows, without, however, removing her prick from inside her. He kept stocking that vagina, imposing Sumie another sequence of orgasms that made her caudal vagina a small stream flowing liquid continuously.
Jurandir felt the weight of all that effort when the muscles of his pelvis became overheated, signaling an unwanted muscle lactose; suddenly, he ceased with penetration and removing his still hard dick from inside Sumie, threw on the cushions beside her. Both breathed gasping while their bodies glistened the sweat that protruded through all their pores. For a moment, Jurandir assumed that the clash had ended and that there was nothing left but a deserved rest ...
And what was not his surprise when he felt Sumie's naked vagina swirling her lips with that repressed horny scent asking to be sucked, at the same time that he could feel her tongue strolling around her swollen red gland.
Suck my pussy, suck it! I want... I need it, please!
Jurandir found Sumie funny, because she didn't have to ask for something he loved to do ... and the rider started licking and sucking his partner's cleavage with all the skill that was possible to him ... swallowed his big lips, sucking them hard and provoking spasms on his partner's body ... maliciously exploited Sumie's bulging clits, pressing him with his tongue to then bit him between his lips ... Jurandir boasted of knowing how to provide a woman with all the pleasure of well-done oral sex... and his partner's long groans confirmed his expectation.
While enjoying it as never before, Sumie enjoyed her partner's thick, hard cock, licking the gland and slowly introducing it into her mouth until she could have a good part of that respectable instrument inside her, expelling her with a hallucinating vagabond that made Jurandir shudder and wriggle in spasms followed by long muscle contractions that increased the volume of her roll.
Overcame by the numerous waves of pleasure that his body experienced at each orgasm provided by Jurandir's skillful mouth, Sumie turned on her back, lying next to her partner, in a clear demonstration that he was too macho for her; but still she did not stop caressing the roll still hard savoring that virility provoked and fully matched. The rider, in his turn, still excited and of hard roll, felt the weight of effort on his body, sleeping heavily ...
When he opened his eyes, Jurandir had his mind clouded and his reasoning slow, which is why it took him so long to figure out where he was and why he was naked lying on pillows ... he looked aside and saw that his partner was no longer there; he thought for a moment that maybe everything had been a dream engendered by the charming aroma of the panties he had found on the bed in the master bedroom, but, looking at his roll that was already showing signs of a new stiffening, he concluded that everything had actually happened. A little silly, he stood up and staggered into the master bedroom, thinking about getting his clothes and leaving as soon as possible, before anything could happen... but, ... it happened!
Suddenly, the assembler stopped his walk at the entrance of the room to see Sumie leaving the bath and going near the bed, drying his delicious body with the characteristic esmeral of Oriental women. He felt hypnotized by that exciting vision of a naked woman drying her body after a delicious and comforting bath. And Jurandir saw himself again taken over by a huge wave of horny, at the very moment when – almost synchronizedly – Sumie leaned forward, displaying his disturbing butt and the cock of the male pulsed strong informing that he had not yet completed his mission.
Jurandir runs to the woman and grabs her from behind, pressing her body against hers and causing her hard cock to swivel the valley formed by the firm buttocks and rolls; with a typical ethnic calm, Sumie looked back and smiled, as she dropped the towel and with one hand sought the hard instrument of her partner.
- Wow! The tent is still armed, Jurandir! —Sumie's voice was soft, but with a saucy and naughty intonation, while she took the prick in her hand, massaged her with affection – What a male, huh! So... shall we pick up where we left off?
Saying that, Sumie pulled the hard roller, pointing it towards her bottom and rubbing the swollen gland in the valley of her buttocks, until the instrument found a blinking ring. Jurandir went crazy, feeling that his whole body vibrated with the possibility implied by his conviviality.
-Come on, you big cocksucker... come fuck that virgin ass with that huge bell... rip me with your malice... stick me as you want... come...
Jurandir was taken by a rapture that took away any sense of self-control, and in a manly and manly impetus, he pushed Sumie into bed, causing the female to lay four on her; but before he could begin the sacrifice of her partner's virgin ass, she very skillfully turned to him, snuffing the cock sucking her vigorously ... Jurandir realized that Sumie's intention was to grease the instrument in order to facilitate penetration and offered no resistance to his partner's gesture, leaving her to "work" on his dick until he was all licked with his saliva.
Then Sumie returned to the original position, calling his male to continue in the “anal sacrifice” she so longed for. Jurandir took it Sumie by the hips, holding her firmly and causing her to moan hard; looking at that beautiful buttock he approached the hard roller of the valley between the buttocks, squeezing the flesh of the female and pulling her painfully in opposite directions, forcing the opening of the valley and revealing a blinking ring that contracted fearful and excited at the same time.
The assembler then struck with force, using the shape of his swollen and moistened glande to, with a movement, overcome the initial resistance of the invasion... and when the glande penetrated the small orifice, Sumie groaned loudly, releasing a scream full of wild horny. Jurandir had to recognize the courage of his partner who did not retreat when his ass was invaded, standing firm in place and waiting for the rest that was yet to come.
- Go, bitch! Punch that dick with will... eat my ass, you little prick! Go... fuck the Japanese bitch who's on four offering herself to you! Go! Go! Just do it! —Jurandir broke down with those words and firmly grasping his partner, moved his roll into his little ring, doing so with slow and determined movements, causing his roll to be buried centimeter by centimeter on that briocious ass.
As Jurandir felt his balls swirl the warm and soft meat of the valley that served ass protection under attack, Jurandir did not waste time with spindles, putting himself in a violent stocking, advancing and retreating his roll and making his partner groan, scream and squeak like a bitch being punished of her own will. And with every move of him, she was moaning louder, even shouting that worried the assembler.
- Does it hurt much, Sumie? You want me to stop? Jurandir’s voice seemed to be supplication, for after all he did not want to mistreat those who had treated him so well.
- Yes... but just a little bit! – answered her, puffing - ... Ai! Go... don't stop, fuck me real hot... fuck this married bitch crazy for a real dick!
Jurandir continued in the punishment to his partner's anus, feeling the pressure that the small orifice exerted on the circumference of his roll, causing him a huge sense of pleasure. He persisted in the merciless invasion, tightening the hot meat of her buttocks between her stiff fingers while projecting her pelvis forward in long and precise movements. Sumie, sometimes groaning, sometimes screaming, sticking her face in the sheets in order to choke the sound away from unwanted perception.
The assembler did not want to fade, and there was a moment when he decided to put one of his feet on the bed, a position that widened the movements, allowing his pelvis to project even further into the back of his female. Sumie groaned and begged her partner not to interrupt penetration, penalizing her with the vigor of her masculinity. Suddenly Jurandir leaned his body forward, slipping one of his hands towards his partner's low-winder, until his fingers found the thirsty little gecko and began to caress him very provocatively.
The subject's ability to finger his partner, not only contributed to the painful sensation diminishing, but also enabled Sumie to experience another sequence of new orgasms that turned her vagina into a hot, bubbling lagoon of immense horny!
- Ahn... you bitch! How good that is .... keep playing with my pussy .... it's very good, .... I didn't know it could be so good .... —Sumie's voice was cut, but yet Jurandir realized that there was a commendable sincerity in it, ...something that any male receives very well.
He chose not to say anything... just do it! He intensified his movements without losing sight of the manual games with his partner's liquefied grill. Sumie enjoyed himself several times, writhing and shaking his ass offered to Jurandir to enjoy himself even more, continuing on that crazy copula, with sweaty bodies, but satisfied.
Long after the new session between the assembler and his client began, Jurandir felt the first muscle sturgeons signaling that an anxiety orgasm neared his being; he further intensified his movements, whispering in the ear of his partner who was about to enjoy .... Sumie took deep breaths, throwing her ass against her partner's rigid member, in a clear demonstration that she didn't want that dirty game to end.
Not yet, my boy! I want more! I want you to me every day... —Sumie babbled the words in a clear demonstration of the difficulty faced by the incessant “attack” of Jurandir’s roll in his ass.
I'm sorry, but I can't! I can't hold it anymore! Ahn!!! I think I'm gonna come, you little bitch. I'm gonna fill you with my fucking hot! Jurandir could no longer retain his orgasm and the involuntary muscle contractions made that clear.
- Then wait a minute! —Suggested Sumie with embarrassed and submissive voice – Take your dick out and let me swallow all your hot fucking ....
As Jurandir ceased his movements, Sumie rolled his ass, retreating strategically and forcing his partner to let the roll slip from inside his anus. Immediately, she knelt in front of the assembler, while one of her hands massaged the swollen balls and the other applied a vigorous masturbation on that impotent turtledove, pointing the ureter towards her mouth. Jurandir contracted all the muscles of his body, feeling the jouissance approaching with a strength compatible with the horny feeling.
And he finally enjoyed... ejaculated intensely, with jets throwing himself towards the face of his partner who was not able to retain in his mouth all that hot and viscous volume, letting himself lick wherever that spout spread. Jurandir wriggled in total body loss, caressing his partner's hair and letting her roll wither completely.
When the spout ceased, Sumie carefully licked the roll while he gave clear signs of losing rigidity, leaving it clean and shiny with his saliva. Jurandir felt his legs flex painfully, being forced and falling to his knees in front of Sumie. The two hugged and kissed intensely. Soon after, the two rose up to then fall down on the bed sleeping heavily.
Only when the almost shrill sound of the cell phone buzzed through the environment, Jurandir was able to open his eyes forcibly, barely seeing more than blurs in front of him. His head looked like a balloon full of gas that had no sense of orientation or even sense of what was going on; and it was not a painful reminder of professional duty, probably Jurandir would still be lying naked on Sumie's bed.
He jumped in the air, straightening out where he was and why he was still in the house of the first customer of the day! He took his cell phone in his hand and the scare spread disproportionately; there were several missed calls from his supervisor and other text messages always with the same question: “Where the fuck are you?” Jurandir felt that his death sentence had been handed down and that he was in the eye of the street, fired for failing to do what he was paid for.
Desperate, he called his brother and weaved a huge litany of supplications, asking him to relieve his bar, because he did not want to and much less could lose that job. His brother listened attentively and after passing on a harsh and aggressive reprimand, reassured him, because realizing his unusual absence, he put another professional to meet his service orders, on the condition that Jurandir rewards his colleague. Finally, I told him to run to an emergency room and try to get a certificate out all day, because that was the “history” he had told the supervisor.
Jurandir thanked his brother immensely and after turning off his phone, he gathered his clothes thrown on the floor of the room, wearing his underwear and running downstairs. Only then did he realize he didn't become Sumie. She examined the room, checking that it was not there, and was taken by surprise by her loving hands ensnaring it from behind. He turned and saw that Sumie was still naked, enjoying that paradise vision. The assembler wrapped her in his arms tilting his face toward hers for a long kiss full of excitement.
While he was dressed, Sumie sat on the arm of one of the armchairs of the room, looking at him with a warm look; Jurandir finished wearing his clothes and looked at her, saying he had to go. Sumie stood up and walked to him, looking deep into his eyes and smiling with a special docility.
All right, I understand... she said as she played the boy's forearm. And at least the first one with anal sex... thank you, and I hope I can see you again...
Jurandir looked at her and smiled, running towards the exit door and riding as fast as possible on his motorcycle, leaving towards the nearest emergency room. And as amazing as it sounds, it all worked out: Jurandir obtained the certificate after whining a lot to the doctor and went home, returning to work the next day with the valuable document that freed his neck from the guillotine.
Many days later, when the adventure with Sumie had become only a striking reminder, Jurandir was surprised by the summons of his supervisor as soon as he entered the office. The guy, a big, loud-spoken man looked at him with a laugh of mockery on his face and a tone of irony in his voice said he had a service for him.
- I don't know what the fuck you did, but I have an assembly request here that the client demanded, ... let me repeat: demanded your presence, not accepting any justification to the contrary ...here, that's the order of service ...and try to go soon, because the client has pissed me off until I can't... go, Jura, shave off!
Leaving the supervisor's office, Jurandir looked at OS and his eyes shone as he saw that the address on it constant was Sumie's address. On the street, he took his cell phone, calling the phone that had remained in the device's memory. She heard Sumie's sweet voice and was ecstatic... after all she was also squeamish.
-Oh! Are you coming, then? Oh, good. So, come... I'm waiting for you... I need you to fuck me real hot ...come soon, OK! Ah! And when you get there, you can come up, I'll be waiting for you, naked and horny, my Jurandir! —The subject hung up the phone and started out crazy ... after all, he had “service” to do!