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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 to there on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in their fairly 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 definitely considered her the best MILF I had ever seen.On my first full day there, I had 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. For an increase in the rent, Lupe would sleep with them twice a week.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 several occasions.But then I had spied on one of the guests with a different woman, 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.Recently Izzy had asked me to come to her guesthouse, Casa Rosita, where a gang of young American guys had arrived for a friend?s wedding. Izzy had me spy on them in their room, as she and Lupe stripped off for them, and began blowing them all in a circle on their knees. Later I watched as these two naughty married ladies got gangbanged together by the six horny guys for hours on end. It had been quite a show?*I had eventually left Casa Rosita guesthouse, around 6 pm, to the sounds of Lupe and Izzy still getting fucked echoing out across the courtyard downstairs. I had left them to it, after spying on them for almost four hours as they sucked and fucked the horny young men in room twenty-eight. They had wanted me there, watching them through a ventilation fan, just in case things got out of hand, as it seemed neither of them had ever done anything like this before.After a few hours, Lupe had briefly left the guestroom, and quietly snuck into the storage room next door in which I had been watching her and Izzy. She had sucked me off whilst I continued to watch Izzy get gangbanged, and then let me know that the both of them felt quite safe with these boys now, and I could leave if I wanted to. I had stuck around for a while longer, watching the two of them continue to be pleasured by their six young studs, before finally riding my scooter back to my room at the Casa Madre guesthouse on the other side of town, a took a short nap.In the evening, after a takeaway meal, I had sat out on the veranda outside my room, as there was a cool breeze. Around 9.30 pm I spotted Lupe arriving back, walking through the courtyard below my room. She had changed outfits from the last time I saw her with clothes on, when she had stripped off for the boys, and was now wearing a much more conservative blouse and skirt, presumably so as not to arouse any suspicions from her husband, my Uncle Gerry.She waved up at me, smiling briefly. She looked pretty exhausted, I thought. It wasn?t surprising after all the action she had received all afternoon and presumably this evening too. I wondered what had gone on after I left, but I guessed she would tell me in due course.Lupe disappeared into the end of the guesthouse building, which had been converted into a two-storey home by my uncle for the two of them to live together in. I wondered what excuse she would tell my Uncle Gerry as to why she was late home tonight. Certainly, he couldn?t possibly have guessed the real reason.I fell asleep later that night, thinking of all the incredible sights I had seen that day.The next morning, I went downstairs, and my Uncle Gerry invited me into their home for breakfast, which he often did. I didn?t see Lupe however; she was usually around cooking up some eggs or the like.?Where?s Lupe?? I asked casually as I helped myself to orange juice from the fridge.?Oh, she?s not feeling too well, I?m afraid,? Uncle Gerry replied, ?I think she?s going to rest up.??Oh dear, well I hope she feels better soon,? I told him.I guessed Lupe wasn?t sick exactly, just probably tired from all her energetic efforts the previous day. Of course, I didn?t mention this to my uncle.Uncle Gerry cooked us some sausages whilst I attempted to read the local Spanish language newspaper. After breakfast, I cleared away and washed the plates. My uncle asked if I was going out anywhere today or staying around the guesthouse. I told him I didn?t really have any plans.?Perhaps you might buy my wife some soup from the vendor around the corner, and take it up to her around lunchtime?? Uncle Gerry asked, ?I would stay here to take care of her, but I have an overhauled tractor engine at the workshop that I need to finish with today.?I nodded, saying I?d be glad to help out. My uncle attempted to give me some pesos for the soup, but I refused it. After all the entertainment his wife had given me yesterday, buying her some soup was the least I could do, I thought.I returned to my room, and out of the window, I saw my uncle get in his truck and head off to his workshop on the outskirts of town.Around midday, I headed off to the street-food vendor and purchased two portions of Lupe?s favourite soup, and a cup of coffee. I returned to Casa Madre, walked through the courtyard, and went through the door at the end of the building into altıparmak escort Lupe and my uncle?s home.I headed up the stairs, the stairs I had seen her descend when I had first met her on my arrival here. What a vision she had been that day. Little did I know at that moment that I would end up getting to spy on Lupe with various men around town and have her suck and fuck me too.I called out her name as I reached the top of the stairs. I had not ever been up here before. I moved to the front of the building, and knocked on the bedroom door, before opening it.Inside lay Lupe, still in bed, and under the covers. She was not asleep however and turned over as she heard me.?Hi, I brought you some soup,? I said, smiling, ?Uncle Gerry said you weren?t well??Lupe smiled, still a little bleary-eyed. She sat up in bed, pulling the sheets up to cover herself. I put the soup and coffee down on the top of the cabinet next to her and sat on the side of the bed.?How do you feel now?? I asked.?Oh, I?m okay really. A little bit sore maybe,? Lupe said, giggling, ?Just pretty exhausted, I guess.??Yes, well, you were a very busy lady yesterday,? I replied, grinning.?I sure was,? she said, sipping her coffee, ?And just in case Gerry asks, yesterday I went out for drinks with Izzy, okay? That?s what I told him when I got home last night.?I nodded. Lupe put her arms around me, kissing me on the lips. As she did so the sheet covering her chest fell away revealing her huge naked breasts. I couldn?t help but reach for them.?Behave!? Lupe scolded, lightly slapping my groin, pulling the sheet to cover herself again, ?Go on, leave me in peace with my soup.?She then grinned, then waved me away, and picked up her bowl of soup. This usually cock-hungry MILF was obviously more interested in food right now, and I couldn?t blame her. I got up from the bed and headed toward the hallway.?I got to talk with you later though, I?ll come to your room,? Lupe said, blowing me a kiss.I gave her a thumbs-up and left her alone with her lunch.I took a nap after my own lunch, then spent the rest of the afternoon writing some reports and uploading photos from my camera to my laptop for my photo assignment. It was why I was supposed to be here after all.In the early evening, after I had seen my uncle return from work earlier, I once again sat out on the veranda. I enjoyed the cool evening air whilst I drank from a glass bottle of ice-cold Coke and watched a movie on my laptop.After an hour or so, I saw Lupe appear from the door at the end of the building, up here on the first-floor veranda. She made her way toward my room. She wore some fairly tight white shorts, a slightly faded black T-shirt, and sneakers. It was obvious to me she wasn?t wearing a bra underneath that T-shirt, her nipples prominently poking out.?Hey, how are you feeling?? I asked, getting up, and pulling a chair from my room out onto the veranda for her to sit on.?A little better, I?ll be fine tomorrow. Just needed some rest really,? Lupe said, smiling that winning smile of hers as she sat on the chair, ?Thank you. Listen we need to talk.??Sure,? I replied, offering her a bottle of Coke.Lupe shook her head, then turned toward me.?You remember the deal Izzy and I made with those guys yesterday?? she asked, whispering.I had been wanting to ask her about that. I explained to Lupe that yesterday I had left my spying position in the storage room next to the guestroom, where all the action had been occurring, to use the bathroom and buy a bottle of water. When I had returned, I had seen both Lupe and Izzy sat up against the headboard of each of the two beds in the guestroom, legs spread wide apart. They each had not just one, but two of the young guys lapping and licking at their pussies at the same time, eventually bringing them both to a screaming climax. Afterwards, they had mentioned that they both owed all the guys a ?special favour?, but had not elaborated any further.Lupe explained that it had been her idea to get the guys to give them both a double-tonguing session. But the boys had initially been a bit reluctant. It appeared some of the guys were rather inexperienced and had never gone down on a woman before. Also, they were concerned their tongue might come into contact with the other guy next to them, and that they would make them feel rather uncomfortable if that were to occur.So Lupe and Izzy had come up with a way to encourage their lover boys. If these hot young studs did as they were asking, Izzy and Lupe would come back and fuck each of them on an individual basis over the next few days before they had to fly back to the States.Apparently, Lupe had spoken with Izzy over the phone this afternoon, and between them had come up with a rota. They were both going to have another day of rest tomorrow, and then begin on Monday. They had decided to have two-hour sessions, one at 1 pm in the afternoon, and another at 6 pm.It meant from 1 pm until 3 pm, Lupe would be fucking one of the guys in his guestroom over at Casa Rosita, whilst Izzy was fucking another guy at the same time in another guestroom. They would then take a break and come back at 7 pm and service two of the other guys. They would do the same on Tuesday, with a final single session on Wednesday afternoon, before the guys had to leave for their flight on Wednesday evening.There had been six guys in the gangbang yesterday. One of these young men, Santi, was the local guy who had been getting married today. His five American friends, who had travelled down here for his wedding, were the other participants. Santi had certainly had a hell of an impromptu bachelor party yesterday, but he had now left with his new young bride on their honeymoon, presumably with her none the wiser to what her new husband had been up to the day before their nuptials. It meant there were five guys left, and so ten sessions were needed for both ladies görükle escort bayan to get through all the guys.?I hope you are okay with all this, Jack,? Lupe said, beaming, ?Don?t be jealous. Me and Izzy are just having fun, living out a little fantasy, you know??I couldn?t really be jealous, could I? I suppose I was a little, that these young guys were getting all of Izzy and Lupe?s attention at the moment. But they would soon be gone, and then hopefully things would return to how they were before, with me getting to bed Lupe twice a week, and for one week of the month getting to bed Izzy instead.Besides, the two of them had shown me such a good time, I couldn?t moan if they wanted to go off and be wild and crazy girls for a while. Especially when they had included me in their fantasy by letting me spy on them.?I guess those guys think they are using you for their own ends, but I get the feeling it might be the other way round,? I told Lupe.?Exactly!? Lupe giggled, ?But you know you?re our special guy, Izzy and I won?t forget you. We?re both planning our own special treats for you, maybe next week??Lupe had mentioned this yesterday, that she and Izzy were planning their own little way of thanking me for being there for them yesterday in case anything went wrong during the gangbang. I wondered what that might entail. Perhaps the next time I got to bed Lupe, she would wear some new sexy outfit or something? Or when I got to fuck Izzy again, she would entertain me with some new role-play scenario?So many intriguing, and sexy, possibilities. However, I was a little disappointed, as it sounded like I wasn?t going to get to bed Lupe until next week. We had a deal that in return for an extra monthly payment, equal to the rent here, paid directly to her and a secret from Uncle Gerry, I got to fuck her twice a week. It was the same deal that the other two guests here at Casa Madre guesthouse, Mr Cohen, and Mr Dubois, had with her.?Next week?? I asked.?Yes, I?m sorry Jack, but I?m just going to be too busy down at Casa Rosita with those five young gringos to be able to service you too,? Lupe said, looking genuinely sorry, ?I?ve told Mr Cohen and Mr Dubois that I?m gonna be sick for a few days more, but I wanted to be honest with you.?Lupe went on to explain in hushed tones that she had agreed with Mr Dubois and Mr Cohen to squeeze her two weekly sessions each with them into Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, with her usual day off with her husband, my uncle, on Sunday. With her and Izzy being busy with the young guys on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, it didn?t leave any room for me.Again, I couldn?t say I wasn?t disappointed. It did feel like I was being left until last, and left out. However, I also understood that Lupe had to be careful, and squeezing in more sessions to accommodate me, meant even more sneaking around behind her husband?s back, and that might eventually lead to discovery.Plus, I knew Lupe wanted to enjoy her sex sessions. She wasn?t doing it solely for money, far from it. In fact, with the five young guys down at Izzy?s guesthouse, money wasn?t involved at all. As much as a cock-hungry MILF that she was, if she was exhausted and burnt out, she surely wouldn?t have any fun, and therefore my enjoyment would lessen too.Lupe apologised again but promised she would ?make it up to me? next week. Whether that meant double the number of sessions, as I had missed out this week, I wasn?t sure. Perhaps she meant something else, I would have to wait and see.?But, if you want to come and see us in action again you can,? Lupe grinned, ?You know we both love the feeling of being spied on when we?re being naughty.??Okay, sure,? I nodded. Looks like I was set for another voyeur session on Monday.?Oh, your air-conditioning isn?t working again?? Lupe said, much more loudly, as she suddenly stood up, ?I?m sure it?s fine, let me take a look.?Lupe then tilted her head down toward the courtyard below. I noticed Uncle Gerry was down there, taking the garbage cans out to the street. He waved up to me as he passed by below us. Lupe took my hand and pulled me to my feet and inside my room.Even though the door was open, the shutters on the windows were closed, so no one from the courtyard below could possibly see into my room. Perhaps that?s why Lupe had the confidence to grab me and kiss me; a long, slow, and very wet kiss. I kissed her back.?That?s it, just push it there and you?ll be up and running again in no time,? Lupe called out of the door loudly, as my hands moved to grope her ass.We kissed again. God, I missed her body in my arms, and Christ, what an incredible body she had. Such amazing curves. She was all tits and ass.Lupe started rubbing my rapidly growing cock through my shorts. She kissed me again, as I desperately tried to get my hands inside her tight little shorts. I went to kiss her again, but she grinned and pulled away, and moved back out into the doorway.?Well, you?re all set now,? Lupe said loudly again, one eye down on the courtyard below.I made a face like ?your gonna leave me like this, with a raging hard-on?? She quietly giggled, pointed to the bathroom, and made a quick wanking gesture with her hand, suggesting I should just go jerk myself off in the shower. With that, she turned and walked back toward her and Uncle Gerry?s end of the building.It was disappointing, but then what was I expecting her to do really? Have sex with me in my room with my uncle downstairs? I admitted defeat, closed the door, and headed to the shower to do exactly what Lupe had suggested. At least I had something to think about.The next day was a Sunday, and my Uncle Gerry?s one day off when Lupe always spent the day with him. I saw them go out together around lunchtime, apparently to get something to eat.I didn?t hear any bedroom activities from them in the evening, as I usually did when I sat out on the veranda outside my room. Uncle Gerry was a horny old goat I guess, the lucky bastard, and I heard muffled moans from Lupe as he made love to her almost every night. I guess if I was married to a woman like Lupe, I?d want to fuck her every night too.Uncle Gerry must have felt like he?d hit the jackpot when he met Lupe. No wonder he divorced my Aunt Diane and moved out here permanently. Of course, he had no idea what his hot younger wife was doing with the renters at their guesthouse when he wasn?t around, or indeed with his own nephew.But tonight, I heard nothing as I sat out on the veranda again. Perhaps Lupe was still pretending she was sick, or maybe she was still a little sore and exhausted from the gangbang. This weekend was the longest time I had known Lupe not to have any sex. I?m sure by tomorrow she would be right up for it again.The following day I slept in late and ate around noon. I then borrowed my uncle?s scooter. He had already left for his workshop hours ago.I headed over to Izzy?s guesthouse, Casa Rosita, on the other side of town. Lupe had said she and Izzy were going to fuck two of their young guys at 1 pm today, and I was invited to watch. Izzy had sent me a message to be there around 12.30 pm. I arrived exactly on time, and once again parked the scooter around the corner, just in case Izzy?s husband was around and recognised it.I walked up to the reception office at the front of the building, but no one was in there. I buzzed myself in through the security gate, as Izzy had previously given me my own pass, and into the courtyard at the centre of the three-storey building. As the gate clanged closed behind me, Izzy stepped out from one of the guest rooms on the ground floor.?Hey, there he is,? she said, grinning.Izzy looked good, dressed in a fairly short black skirt, and a pink blouse that showed off a hint of her very impressive cleavage.?We?re almost ready to get started,? she told me, taking my arm, and leading me toward the stairwell that led up to the floors above.?Lupe?s here already?? I asked. I hadn?t seen her leave Casa Madre earlier, but then I had slept in late.?Yeah, of course, she?s just getting changed,? Izzy explained, ?So, I want you to go up to the second floor. There?s a storage room next to room 211. You know what to do.??Okay,? I replied, as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek kiss, a slap on my ass, and sent me up the stairwell.Izzy then turned and headed back into the ground floor guestroom and closed the door. I heard muffled voices and assumed Lupe was in there too, and they were both using one of the many vacant guestrooms as a changing room to get ready.I quietly moved up the stairs, past the first-floor veranda, and up again to the second floor. I looked down into the courtyard below; all was quiet. I looked along the veranda up here, same deal here. I quietly moved along the veranda, searching from room 211.I didn?t want to be seen or heard here, just in case anyone saw me and happened to mention it to Izzy?s husband, Emiliano. I was not a guest here, so it would be difficult to explain my presence. At a push, I could say I had come to fix Izzy?s laptop again, something I had actually done when I first met Izzy?s husband a couple of weeks ago. But why would I be up on the second floor, when her laptop was in the reception office?Finally, I arrived at room 211. Luckily the curtains were drawn, so whichever one of the young guys was inside waiting for Izzy or Lupe couldn?t see me as I passed by. The next door down read: ?STORAGE?.I looked further down the veranda. The next door down was room 212. Again, there was no one around to see me. I opened the storage room door, went inside, and closed the door quietly behind me.I left the light off, but this storage room was fairly similar to the one from which I had spied on Lupe and Izzy during their gangbang the previous week. This one had some shelves with towels and sheets, but not much more.Again, there were two obsolete ventilation fans that went through the wall that was shared with room 211, just like in the storage room I had used for my voyeuristic activities previously. Once again, I removed the black cardboard pieces stuck in the back of the vents and removed a couple of loose fan blades. Now I could clearly see into room 211 on the other side of the wall.The guestroom was pretty similar to the room from last week if a little smaller. The décor was again quite an old style. There was a large king-size bed to my right, and a sofa, desk, and TV to my left. At the other end of the room, from my viewpoint, was the bathroom.On the sofa sat Jeff, one of the young guys from the gangbang last week. He was fairly tall, with blonde hair, maybe twenty years old. He wore just jean shorts, so I could see his trim muscular bare chest. He was watching TV.I stayed silent. I sat on a stool that I assumed Izzy had left for me here, waiting for the fun to start. I then suddenly realised that I was only going to be able to watch Jeff and whichever of the lovely MILFs came to service his needs. Izzy had not mentioned which other room the other MILF would be with one of the other guys in.Perhaps later I could sneak out, and perhaps hear them out in the courtyard or along the veranda and work out which room they were in, and maybe manage to spy on them there? It was slightly disappointing Izzy hadn?t thought to mention the other room, but then I had forgotten to ask too I suppose.Around ten minutes passed, as I waited for something to happen. Finally, I heard the click-clack of high-heeled shoes on the metal surface of the floor of the stairwell. I moved to the door of the storage room and quietly opened it, just a crack.At the end of the veranda appeared Lupe. She wore a matching leopard-print bra and suspender belt set, with pink trim. Over the suspender belt, she wore some tiny pink panties. The suspender belt held up her flesh-coloured stockings, and the outfit was finished off with some pink stripper heels.Her tits and ass bounced and jiggled as she tottered her way down the veranda, a huge grin across her face. She was either grinning because she was excited to soon be sucking and fucking a nice fit young guy again, or maybe the fact that she knew I would be watching her. Probably both.