For the next two months, I had the time of my life on my weekly collection runs around Sonora and Sinaloa. In addition to getting to fuck the lovely Sofia once a week, I discovered that all the other wives and girlfriends of the collectors on Luis's list that I was to take ‘special care’ of were up for a similar agreement with their new boss.

In Moctezuma was Ana, a lovely twenty-year-old blonde fiancée of the collector of that town. As with Sofia, she welcomed me with open arms, and it wasn’t long before she was on her knees sucking my cock, before I again took her to bed to fuck. All for a small skim off the top of a huge take, which could easily be accounted for with some clever bookkeeping from me.

Over in Puerto Lobos by the coast, there was Gabriela, a gorgeous thirty-two-year-old wife of the local collector. She had a stunning ass, and I had enjoyed screwing her doggy style. Staring at, and slapping, that incredible ass while I fucked her married pussy was a real joy.

In Los Mochis, I had begun screwing Fernanda, the collector's girlfriend there. Fernanda was a beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman, who, as with many of the other women on Luis’ list, always ensured her boyfriend was conveniently out during my audits. Fernanda always greeted me at the front door of their house in some hot new lingerie she had bought.

There were several other women on Luis’ list that I had not yet got to bed. This was because their collector husband/fiancé/boyfriend had been present during my visit. But I suspected from the way they had looked at me when their partner wasn’t looking that a similar arrangement would be made the next time I visited when their partner wasn’t around.

A few months into this new position, however, a new opportunity quickly arose for me.

I had been invited to a birthday party of one of the old bosses, Santiago. There were five old bosses; my mentor Luis had replaced one who had passed away recently. They were all either in their mid-to-late sixties or their seventies. 

It was held at Santiago’s huge house on a warm Sunday evening, and was quite a big affair, as it was his seventieth birthday. All the other bosses were there of course, and then most of the lieutenants like myself. Underneath the lieutenants were the ‘sicarios’, employees whose duties varied but often involved the dirty side of the business, many of whom were present. Underneath the sicarios were the ‘falcons’, those who spied for us on rival cartels or government agencies, a lucky few of whom had also been invited.

The overwhelming majority of these cartel members were men. This was still a very male-dominated industry. There was just one female lieutenant and a couple of female sicarios, but they were very much the exception.

It meant that at this party, there were a lot of wives, fiancées, and girlfriends of the cartel members invited.

As it was Santiago’s birthday, and he was not only one of the bosses but also the host, newly arrived couples would head over to meet him first. Santiago would shake hands with the male employee, whilst engaging in some small talk. Then he would greet their wife or girlfriend in the traditional manner. She would kiss him on the cheek, or as it was his birthday, mostly on the lips.

As she did so, Santiago’s hands would move to her ass for a quick, or sometimes not so quick feel-up. I noticed the older, or slightly less attractive wives would usually just get a quick pat on the bum. The younger, more beautiful or sexy wives and girlfriends’ asses tended to get a slightly more ‘thorough workout’.

However, I also noticed this greeting did not go on for too long. Thirty seconds seemed about the norm, up to maybe a minute for the really sexy young women. Any longer and I think perhaps then the husband or boyfriend may have objected. It was amusing, but there was a definite line here too that should not be crossed, and everyone seemed to know and abide by it.

Once the newly arrived guests had greeted the birthday boy, they then moved on to the other four bosses. The wives and girlfriends would be treated in the same manner, kissing the bosses and being felt up by them. This was of course, all in front of the bosses' own wives, who didn’t bat an eyelid as their husbands groped some young woman’s ass. It was just normal for them.

Once each newly arrived guest had made their way around to greet the five bosses, they would circle through the various lieutenants attending. They would again greet them in the same way. This unusual greeting ritual extended only down as far as the lieutenants, however. For example, a sicario couldn’t go groping the ass of the wife of a falcon, it just wasn’t done.

Just as I myself was giving yet another gorgeous wife of a sicario the ‘Sinaloa handshake’ as I had also termed it, someone of great interest entered the party.

His name was Angel, a sicario for the cartel since he was a teenager. He had been the favourite nephew of one of the old bosses, since deceased. He was quite handsome I supposed, tall, with a well-built muscular frame, and was in his mid-thirties. He walked around with a real swagger like he owned the place, no matter the setting.

I had previously had a few encounters with him. He was fairly intelligent and certainly knew his job. But he was also quite brash, stubborn, over-confident, and sometimes just downright rude. I had never had any real problem with him, but I knew of many others who had. 

Angel was a rather controversial figure in our little community. Some favoured him, due to his influence. He certainly seemed to hold a lot more sway than any other sicario I knew. I guessed this was because of his family connection to the very top of the cartel, even though his uncle had now passed away. 

Others did not like him one bit and warned others against even the possibility that he might advance further and one day become a lieutenant.

As he stepped into the room and began to approach Santiago and the other bosses, I noticed he was holding the hand of a young woman. Initially, I could not see her as Angel’s frame blocked my view. But as Santiago greeted Angel, she suddenly came into view. It was the one woman I had been secretly hoping would attend this party.

Her name was Lucia, and she was Angel’s fiancée. She was without doubt draw-droppingly gorgeous. I guessed she was in her mid-twenties. She was fairly petite but with a quite incredible hourglass figure. 

She was what many would term a real ‘buchona’. Buchona was a word used for the wives and girlfriends of men involved in the Mexican cartels. But in more recent times it has also come to describe a very particular body type.  

Buchonas were always slim, good-looking women. They would have a very slim waistline, but wide hips, with a really nice, juicy ass. They would also have a nice big bust, and usually big full lips.

Sometimes these amazing figures would have to be achieved under the surgeon’s knife. Breast implants, butt implants, and liposuction were very common. Of course, cartel members had plenty of money to pay for such things. There were many stories of women going under the knife to achieve the Buchona look to either try to become a girlfriend of a cartel member or to keep hold of one that they already had.

Buchonas also always dressed impeccably. They had their hair and nails done once a week. They had no real work to do other than to look good for their man.

Then there were what I termed the ‘natural Buchonas’. These women had been blessed with what many men down here craved the most: a nice curvy ass, big fucking tits, and blowjob lips. Of all the natural Buchonas I had seen at the party that night, Lucia was the ultimate version. 

She had a very small waist, with amazing wide hips. Her ass was really something to behold. She also had a huge, incredible rack. She was dressed to the max, as befit the occasion. 

She wore a tight, long gold party dress. It had a slit on one side, which revealed her lovely legs almost right up to her panties. It had a plunging neckline, showing off an awful lot of her amazing cleavage.

I figured she was probably a dress size eight or so around the waist, but then with those wide hips, amazing ass, and huge bust, who knew? Perhaps more likely she had to have her outfits custom-made, or at the very least altered.

She was almost falling out of this dress, in fact. I did have to wonder exactly what size bra she would usually wear, because it was clear she wasn’t wearing one under that dress. Her nipples could be seen jutting out of her dress as it was so tight, and as it was also backless, I could see there was no bra strap there either.

As she turned to greet Santiago, I could see that amazing ass of hers. Her dress really was amazingly tight. Had she been sewn into it? It showed off each wonderful ass cheek, the crack of her ass, as though she was wearing super-tight leggings or the like. 

I had never seen anything quite like it. Her ass stood up so ripe and firm. You could almost place your drink on it like a shelf. 

One couple passed me by, and the woman was tutting loudly as she looked over to Lucia. Perhaps, as an outsider, I was wrong, but I just didn’t get this attitude. She was looking down on Lucia?

The vast majority of the wives and girlfriends here in this room had gotten together with their cartel boyfriend or husband based on their own looks. They were all gorgeous women, slim and sexy with nice tits and asses. I’m sure they had all enticed their man at some point by dressing up sexy in short skirts or revealing dresses.

So it was a bit hypocritical of these women to be judging Lucia for the way she looked, when they had used their own looks and bodies to get their man. Without doing so, they wouldn’t even be at this party.

I noticed Lucia making a fuss of Santiago, kissing him on the lips and enjoying a laugh with him. Both of Santiago’s hands quickly got to grips with that ass, as he chatted with Angel. I noticed Santiago was rather reluctant to let go of Lucia’s ass, but eventually, he had to, as Lucia and Angel moved on to greet the other bosses. 

Just before they both went to greet my boss and old mentor Luis, my heart leapt as Lucia looked over at me. She gave me a little wave and blew me a kiss. She then pointed over to where I was standing, which I took to mean she would be over shortly once she was done with the bosses. I nodded in agreement, smiling.

I had previously met Lucia on a couple of occasions at other cartel events. Back then I had simply been an administrator, although a very well-respected one. She had always been quite warm and welcoming to me and stayed and chatted for quite some time, which was always surprising.

It surprised me because her reputation was quite the opposite. I had been told by several people that she was, at best, rather aloof, and at worst, a real ‘stuck-up bitch’. Once I had gotten to know her a little I figured that type of talk was probably just jealousy from the other wives and girlfriends, or other men she had turned down.

Certainly, as Angel and Lucia greeted the other bosses, I noticed they had become the centre of most people’s attention in the room. I guessed it was because, firstly, Angel was such a controversial figure. Secondly, in a large room full of very attractive women, Lucia was the absolute standout. 

I patiently waited for Lucia and Angel to finish their rounds of the remaining bosses. I noticed, just like with Santiago, once the other bosses got their hands on Lucia’s ass, they really didn’t want to let go of it either.

Eventually though, Angel and Lucia broke away from the boss’ group, and I was delighted to notice she whispered in his ear, pointing in my direction. They made their way over, as Lucia beamed at me, her arms outstretched to embrace me. 

“Hey, how are you, Buzz?” Lucia grinned, putting her arms around me, “Congratulations! I was so happy when I heard the news.”

“Oh, thank you, that’s very kind of you, Lucia,” I replied. 

Lucia spoke English quite well, albeit with a pretty thick Latina accent.

“Honey, Buzz here was promoted to lieutenant recently,” Lucia said, looking over to Angel.

“Yeah, I heard,” Angel replied, rather less enthusiastically, “I see you’ve taken over from Luis?” 

“Yes, that’s right,” I told him. 

I noticed Angel did not shake my hand, as he had done with the bosses. It was disrespectful, and I could tell Lucia had noticed it too. 

“Babe, why don’t you get us some drinks?” Lucia told her fiancé.

Angel nodded, tipped his head my way, and headed off to the bar. Apparently, that was all I was going to get from him. 

Lucia then turned back toward me, grinning again.

“Oh, come here,” she said, pulling me closer to kiss me.

She kissed me full on the lips, letting it linger for just a moment longer than you might expect. It was wonderful. She then just stared up at me, grinning, saying nothing.

Then the moment came that I had been waiting for; why I had hoped Lucia would be attending this party. I moved my left hand around to embrace her, and then down her back to rest on that amazing ass. It was something I could never have done in any of our previous meetings. But now I was a lieutenant; it was a new and wonderful privilege.

Lucia continued to grin up at me, saying nothing. Angel was busy at the bar. So I decided to go for broke. I moved my right hand around Lucia’s waist, and then down onto her ass. 

I then enjoyed a full-on two-handed grope of Lucia’s incredible ass. It was absolutely wonderful. So full, pert, and peachy. Of all the women’s asses I had squeezed and groped that night, without doubt Lucia’s was far and away the best. 

I also couldn’t help but look down at her huge cleavage that was struggling to be held in by that fabulous gold dress. As she hugged me again I could feel those huge tits pressed up against me. Jeez, how big were those things anyway?

But sadly, the experience I had been looking forward to the most was over all too briefly. Angel was calling her over to the bar, and so Lucia broke off our embrace.

But before she left, she pulled me back in again for a moment to whisper in my ear. 

“Can I talk with you about something?” Lucia murmured, “But not here.”

“Oh, okay. Sure. Like later then?” I replied.

“No, no. Maybe… could I come to your place?” she whispered furtively.

“Ah okay. Like I’ll be back here on Thursday afternoon,” I told her.

She nodded, then turned and she was off to the bar and chatting with Angel and another group.  

I wondered what it was she wanted to talk to me about? Perhaps some minor request she had? Now that I was a lieutenant, I could grant requests at a level higher than her fiancé. 

I enjoyed the rest of the party, but didn’t get to talk with Lucia again.

On Thursday I arrived back from my rounds in Sonora at my home in Culiacan. I had recently moved to a bigger place, a five-bedroom luxury bungalow with a pool and gym. I wanted to show any visitors I had, particularly female visitors, that I was now much wealthier than when I was just an administrator. This new place, plus my new car, and a whole new wardrobe of clothes, certainly did that.

I took a shower and had a nap. Lucia had texted me to say she would come over around 6 pm. 

I got dressed, and just after 6 pm the bell at the gate rang. I checked the security camera to see that it was Lucia, and she was alone, so I buzzed her through. You couldn’t be too careful in this business. 

I opened the front door as Lucia came up the pathway to the house. She smiled and waved. She looked gorgeous. 

Lucia wore a scarlet dress, with black stockings and high heels. She wore a black jacket on top and had a large handbag hanging from her shoulder. 

“Hey, Mr,” she grinned, grabbing my arm and giving me a peck on the cheek as she quickly passed through the doorway. 

It felt like she wanted to get inside fast, perhaps fearing someone might see her here? I closed the door behind her, as she took off her jacket. My god, there was a lot of cleavage on show! I took her jacket with a smile, hanging it up, and invited her through to the kitchen.

“Can I get you a drink?” I asked, opening the fridge and pulling out a bottle of champagne.

“Mmm, yes. Lovely,” she replied. 

I popped the cork and poured her a glass and another for myself. We clinked our glasses and sipped at the champagne for a moment. Lucia then put her glass down on the countertop. 

“I’m sorry, I should have given you a proper greeting,” Lucia grinned, putting her arms out for an embrace.

Christ, I had been looking forward to this; I was going to really enjoy myself. I stepped forward to embrace Lucia, my hands quickly dropping down her back to rest on that amazing ass of hers. She grinned again, as she looked up at me. 

“That’s better,” she purred, in that intoxicating Latina accent. “Now give me a kiss.” 

I leaned forward and kissed her gorgeous full lips, as she kissed me back. I reached further down to grip that stunning ass of hers. I soon got my thumbs in between her ass cheeks, and got a real good long grope in. She didn’t bat an eyelid and continued to kiss me.

We stood there for a good five minutes like this. I was slightly surprised she allowed it to go on this long. In public during the bosses’ party the other night, she had mostly just allowed a quick kiss on the lips and a grope of her ass for thirty seconds or less to the bosses. But I guess this was in private, and no one was looking, especially her extremely jealous nut-job of a fiancé, Angel.

She seemed to be enjoying herself. I got the feeling her fiancé was the controlling type, so perhaps this was a moment for her to feel free of all that. I was certainly enjoying myself, and the sight when I looked down of Lucia’s huge cleavage pressed against my chest only heightened the experience. My cock started to stir in my shorts. 

“Well…” Lucia finally said, pulling back a little and giggling, “That was a proper hello, wasn’t it?” 

She then sadly, but understandably, broke off our embrace, and wandered out of the living room and down the hallway.

“So, you gonna show me around?” Lucia asked, over her shoulder back at me, collecting her handbag from the countertop.

My God, she looked gorgeous. That ass looked amazing, her huge cleavage just visible as she turned toward me. I still didn’t know why she was here or what she wanted from me, but I certainly knew what I wanted from her. But even though I had just enjoyed a kiss and a grope of her ass, because of who her fiancé was, I knew getting to fuck her was extremely unlikely. 

No, she was probably going to string me along to get some favour out of me, now that I was a newly promoted lieutenant, and that would be it. Would she get that favour out of me with nothing in return? Christ, just look at her, I thought. Of course she would. 

I followed Lucia down the hallway, showing her around the kitchen, my office, and a couple of the spare bedrooms and bathrooms. She seemed to really like the place. I took her out by the secluded patio and pool area. I just imagined what she would look like out here in just a tiny bikini, just all tits and ass.

Yes, Angel certainly had it made with Lucia. She was so well put together, just the best-looking woman I had ever seen. 

We engaged in some small talk next to the pool. I asked Lucia about her son, Max, who I knew was the light of her life, and she responded well and told me all about what he was up to. She had told me about him in a previous conversation.

Max was three years old, but Angel was not the father. Lucia had given birth to him before meeting Angel.

We walked back inside, and I showed her the gym, and the garage with my brand-new car inside. We walked back down the hallway, and she stopped to open the door to the master bedroom. I had thought it not appropriate to show Lucia this, with her being engaged to another man, but she didn’t seem bothered, and brazenly walked in and checked it out. 

“So this is where all the action happens?” Lucia grinned, giggling. 

“Well, not as much as I’d like,” I replied cheekily.

“Still no girlfriend?” Lucia asked teasingly, touching my arm as she squeezed past me in the doorway. Damn, she smelt good 

“No. At least, nothing serious,” I told her. 

I knew a couple of ladies here in Culiacan that I saw now and then. Plus of course, I got to take advantage of what the wives and girlfriends of my collectors up north were offering me too. 

But I had no actual girlfriend to speak of, which was unusual for a lieutenant I suppose. The bosses preferred lieutenants who had a settled-down and stable home life. It just made everything more predictable for them. They were quite happy if you had a few girls on the side, as long as you had something steady to come home to.

“Come on, I want to talk to you,” Lucia told me, putting her arm in mine and leading me back down the hallway, “Let’s go in here.” 

She led me into a room I called The Den. It was a small, cosy room, with a sunken floor, a big comfy sofa, a large TV, and a view out the window over the pool area.

We sat on the sofa together. She threw her handbag on the floor, moved closer, deciding to kneel on the sofa, facing my right side. It had two wonderful consequences. Firstly, Lucia’s stocking tops became visible as her dress rode up her thighs. Secondly, as she was raised a little, her huge cleavage was right in my eye-line, those amazing tits pressed up against my right arm.

I couldn’t help but take a long look down at that cleavage. I then had to look up to match her gaze. She must have seen me staring at those huge tits, but she didn’t show that she had. I guess she was probably used to it.

“So…” I began, but then drying up, not knowing quite what to say.

What was it that she wanted? If she needed a favour, she could ask her fiancé. True, he was not a lieutenant, but he certainly held more influence than any other sicario. 

“So, I just wanted to talk about my situation, you know?” Lucia started.

Her ‘situation’? What did she mean? 

“You know me and Angel are engaged, right?” she asked me.

“Sure, yeah, I knew that,” I replied.

“And what… I mean, what do you think of him? What do you know about him?” she quizzed.

“Well, I mean, he’s a sicario. He has family connections with some of the bosses,” I replied. “So he’s someone to look out for in the future, I guess.” 

“Yes, of course. But I mean, what do you hear about him? How does he operate, what he’s up to?” Lucia pressed. 

Where on earth was this going? I had to be careful.

“I mean, I hear he has a bit of a temper from time to time,” I told her. “Is that what this is about? I hope he’s not venting his anger at you?”

“No, no, he’s never like that with me,” she replied. “But you must have heard stories about him?”

“Well… why don’t you tell me what you’ve heard, Lucia, it’s obviously bothering you,” I said diplomatically, not wanting to reveal anything she might not know about.

“I hear things. Not good things,” she began. “I think he’s planning something. Planning something because he feels like…  like he’s not getting his due rewards, you know?

“What’s he planning?” I asked.

“Something. Some kind of a… I don’t really know exactly. A move against the bosses? An alliance with Juarez?” she explained, running her hand through her long dark hair, “I don’t know the details.”

So much information there. It was the first I’d heard of it. Angel was a wayward sort. He went his own way and did things his own way. He didn’t like to be told what to do. 

But making some kind of move against the bosses seemed very extreme, even for him. And what was this talk of Juarez? Was he attempting to assist the Juarez cartel against Sinaloa? In some desperate plan where he would come out on top after all the blood and dust had settled?

“Are you sure?” I asked. 

She nodded.

“I know whatever he’s planning will fail. It’s just him and a few of his cronies. He can’t possibly win,” she said.

“Lucia, are you asking me to intervene?” I asked plainly, “To report this to the bosses? Or to keep it quiet?”

“What I’m really asking is for your help when, you know, when they come for him,” Lucia answered, “That when they come for him, you would hear about it beforehand. That you would immediately come for me.”

“I see,” I replied, beginning to comprehend her plan. 

“Buzz, you know I have a son. I need to protect him,” Lucia continued. “You heard what happened when they came for Ignacio Ortiz?”

So that’s what she was afraid of.

Ignacio Ortiz had been a sicario for the Sinaloa cartel, and had also been known to be a little ‘wayward’. Two years ago, he had suddenly vanished. The bosses never mentioned his name again. 

But the rumour was he had come to a very nasty end after supposedly embezzling cartel funds. It was also rumoured that when they came for Ignacio, he was with his wife and two children, and they had not been seen again either. 

However, those who were in the know, of which I was, knew that Ignacio’s wife and children had been smuggled over the border into the U.S. and had been told never to come back. Of course, it didn’t hurt the bosses that everyone thought someone had done away with Ignacio’s family too, it helped keep everyone in line. Which is why the rumour persisted today 

“Yes, I heard about that,” I replied carefully.

“I don’t want that to happen to me and my son. Yes, I’m with Angel right now. You understand, I don’t want you telling tales on him,” Lucia explained. “But if it ever did come down to a choice between Angel, or me and my son…”

“Yes, I understand,” I replied. 

“So you’ll keep your ear to the grindstone? Is that how you say it?” she asked. 

“Ear to the ground, actually,” I told her, “But what exactly do you foresee happening if they came for Angel?”

“Well, I mean, firstly I would expect you to come for me. That my son and I would be under your protection?” she began explaining

“Uh huh,” I replied, rather non-committal. 

“And then, well, without Angel I would need…” Lucia said, hesitating. 

“Need what?” I asked.

“Well, I would need a new… a new sponsor?” she replied, smiling. “You know, you’re a really nice guy, and I need someone to take care of me? I know you like me, Buzz. And I would be really great for you, don’t you think?”

So finally we got there. If the bosses ordered Angel to ‘disappear’, Lucia wanted to ‘trade up’ to have a lieutenant as her boyfriend/sponsor. Was I interested in having the ‘Buchona Princess’ at my beck and call? Hell yes, of course I was.

But I didn’t want to show my hand too soon. I found it was always best to remain neutral in ‘negotiations’ like this until the very best deal was offered.

“Well, anything’s possible, I suppose,” I finally replied. “How did you imagine it would work? You and me?” 

“Well, I figured you would set me up in a condo somewhere in town. I could live there with my son and my mother,” Lucia explained, grinning, “And then I could come over here whenever… whenever you needed me.”

She giggled.

“I know you probably got a few girls on the side. I wouldn’t get in the way of that. I know men like you need a bit of variety now and again,” Lucia continued, smiling, “But I’d be your official girlfriend.”

“Official?” I asked.

“Yeah, you know, everyone will know I’m with you. That gives me my protection,” Lucia explained. “If we go to any cartel events or parties, I’ll be by your side.” 

“I see,” I replied.

It was a hell of an offer. I was going to have to pay out for her condo for Lucia and her son. She would be my official girlfriend in the eyes of the cartel. The cartel bosses liked to see their employees in safe, stable relationships – so in that sense it was a good move for me.

In addition, Lucia seemed happy to let me carry on with as many ‘side girls’ as I wanted, of which I already had a few here in Culiacan. Plus, I had the lovely wives and girlfriends of collectors up north in Sonora with whom I had a ‘special arrangement’. I certainly wouldn’t want to give them up. 

But apparently, Lucia was the kind of woman who was happy to overlook any other women in her man’s life. I guess as long as it was out of sight, then it was out of her mind. A perfect arrangement perhaps. 

Surely the main reason though to consider her proposal, was that I was going to get to fuck this stunning, beautiful woman with huge tits and a perfect ass whenever I wished. As I stared at her amazing cleavage just inches from my face, it didn’t take a lot of thinking to make up my mind. 

But the arrangement that I was about to agree to was only going to bear fruit if her fiancé Angel did step out of line, and the bosses decided to take some form of extreme action. It’s possible he never would, or that he might take months or even years to do so. I wanted to get something from this beauty tonight! Staring at her heaving cleavage was making me horny as hell.

I decided to play it cool and see what she would do then. Would she improve her offer? It had certainly worked with Sofia up north in Sonora. She had offered me topless blowjobs on tap, but playing it cool had improved the deal so that our arrangement meant I could fuck her as well.

Perhaps the same tactic might work with Lucia? I had to be careful though. I didn’t want her getting offended, or worse, offering this amazing deal to another cartel lieutenant.

“Well, like I say, I suppose it’s possible,” I said finally, now looking her in the eye, “I guess my only question would be how this would work right now. I mean, until Angel does make his move, which could be a while, what happens between you and me?”

Lucia’s eyes dropped to the floor for a moment, then she grinned, looking me in the eye again.

“Hold that thought. I need to use the bathroom,” she said.

As she leaned forward to stand, I got a close-up eyeful right down Lucia’s incredible cleavage. How big were those fucking tits anyway?

I told Lucia where the nearest bathroom was. She picked up her handbag from the floor, and disappeared out of The Den and down the hallway.

She had left rather abruptly. Had I offended her by not immediately agreeing to her offer? Was Lucia now in the bathroom re-thinking her strategy? I couldn’t be sure.

I remained seated on the sofa waiting for her to return.

Lucia took her time in the bathroom, but just under ten minutes later I heard the click-clack of her high-heeled shoes on the tiled floor of the hallway. Any doubts I had about whether Lucia had decided to ditch her proposed deal with me immediately disappeared as she rounded the corner into The Den. 

Lucia’s scarlet dress was gone. She now wore just a black underwired push-up bra, with a tiny pair of matching panties. She also wore a black suspender belt with what looked like a different pair of black stockings than the ones she had been wearing earlier. The look was finished off with her black high heels, and a dirty little grin.

The sight literally took my breath away for a moment. Lucia stepped down from the hallway into The Den’s sunken floor. Her huge tits bounced and jiggled, as her bra struggled to contain them.

“What do you think?” Lucia purred, that big dirty grin spreading across her face.

She stepped into the middle of the room and slowly spun around, allowing me to take in her incredible body from all angles. As she turned, that incredible ass came into view. She had wide hips, which were accentuated by the fact that she had such a tiny waist. Lucia’s had a nice big peach of an ass, a true buchona’s ass.

Her tiny panties became just a thong at the back, allowing me to see right into her amazing ass crack. As she spun back around again, she pushed her tits together with her upper arms. She then giggled at me as she bounced those huge boobs up and down in her bra. 

Lucia continued to spin around once again. As her ass came into view again, she bent over to show off her gorgeous big heart-shaped rear. She looked back over her shoulder at me, winking and blowing me a kiss. Man, that ass sure looked like it could take a hell of a pounding.

She spun around further to face me, but still bent over so I could get a long hard look right down that huge cleavage of hers. Lucia had a body sent from God himself to tempt men, she knew it, and clearly knew how to show it off to get what she wanted. 

Finally, she stood up, still grinning.

“Well?” she asked. 

I realised then I had said nothing since Lucia entered The Den in her incredible outfit. I had been speechless, just taking it all in. 

“I… er…” I mumbled.

“Am I too much for you?” she giggled.

“No, no. Just taking in the view,” I finally managed, trying to compose myself, as I felt my cock stirring in my pants, “You’re incredible, Lucia.”

“Oh, thank you, sweetie,” she replied. 

“Angel is a very lucky man,” I told her.

“Ah, that’s very nice of you to say,” Lucia grinned. “But now that you’ve seen what I have to offer you… umm, what do you think about my proposal?”

Here she was, negotiating again. Lucia wanted me to agree to an arrangement with her, based on me getting to see a private show of her in her lingerie? If I had to, I would. But I wanted to explore the possibility that there might be a better deal on the table. 

I got up from the sofa and stood inches from her face. I put my arms around her, my hands dropping to grab that amazing ass of hers. I pulled her closer, as her huge tits pressed up against my chest, and kissed her.

Lucia kissed me back, but slightly hesitantly. Perhaps she was unclear as to whether I was agreeing to the deal or not. I would have to make it obvious what I wanted. 

“Lucia, you’re absolutely gorgeous, darling,” I told her, “And thank you for the lovely show you put on just for me. My eyes, and my cock, are incredibly grateful.” 

“You’re welcome,” she replied, giggling, her tits jiggling inside her bra.

“I love getting to see the goods that are being offered,” I explained. “But before I agree to anything, I think I’m going to need to taste the goods, you know?”

“Bad boy,” she giggled, lightly slapping me across the face, “I’m engaged to be married, and you’re propositioning me?”

Here was Lucia, at her own choice in her skimpy lingerie, in my house, in my arms, my hands all over her ass. Yet she was getting offended about me asking to fuck her because she was engaged to Angel? I figured it was just mock indignation, but still. I felt like calling Lucia out on it, but thought better of it.

“I just know that some girls…” I began as I stuck my thumb between her ass cheeks, rubbing up against her thong.

“Well, I’m not those girls, honey,” Lucia interrupted, giggling, taking it well. “So, you want a try-before-you-buy kind of deal? Is that it?”

“Definitely,” I replied, kissing her again. 

“Hmm, well… just this once then,” she relented, kissing me back, “But I want you to know, I don’t sleep around when I’m in a relationship, you know? It’s just that this is a kind of unique situation, you understand? And if at some later date we’ll be together, I’ll be a hundred per cent loyal to you.” 

“I understand,” I told her, but the fact was I was more interested in unhooking her bra strap in this moment.

“I don’t want you worrying about me in the future, just because I strayed that one time when we were first together,” she said quietly, “But we can talk about all that later.” 

Lucia grinned and pushed me away and back to sitting on the sofa. Damn, and I had almost had that bra strap unhooked.

“I’m not sure you’re really listening to what I’m saying,” she giggled, “I think you’ve gone into some tit-struck state, haven’t you?”

It was true. I could only think about Lucia’s huge tits now. Thankfully, I was about to get some satisfaction on that front. 

Lucia reached back and unhooked her bra, and slowly, teasingly let it fall away. This revealed the most amazing, biggest boobs I had ever seen. They were perfect in every way. She stood there grinning at me, playing with those huge tits.

“Come on then, Buzz. Let me sit there, and you can claim your prize,” Lucia purred as she moved to straddle me on the sofa. 

As she sat astride me, I grabbed as much tit-flesh as I could with both hands and plunged my head deep between Lucia’s cleavage. I nibbled, licked and sucked on her massive boobs. I groped, squeezed and stroked them. Jeez, how big were these things, anyway? 

“Most men love my ass, but I knew you were a secret tit man,” Lucia giggled, as she lovingly cradled my head in her arms.

She wasn’t wrong. I was in big tit heaven, my face pressed in between the biggest and best tits I had ever seen. I was never coming out!

Lucia allowed me to suck and play with her amazing tits for the next ten minutes or so. We didn’t talk. She just knew I needed this so bad. 

Eventually, she sat back, then kissed me.

“Come on, babe, let’s get those pants off, shall we?” Lucia said, smiling, “I don’t want you getting blue balls.”

She got down on her knees on the floor, removed my shoes and socks, unzipped my pants and pulled them off. I unbuttoned and took off my shirt, as she hooked her thumbs into the elasticated band of my boxer shorts and began slowly tugging at them. Soon, my erect cock popped out at her, and Lucia grinned up at me.

“There you are!” she purred, grabbing my cock with her left hand, as she pulled off my shorts with her right. 

She shuffled forward on her knees, placing those huge tits in my lap, as she continued to stroke my cock. I looked down at her, smiling up at me. What a sight! 

She picked up her bra from the floor and threw it in my face, teasing me.

“You can ask me if you like,” she grinned. 

“Ask what?” I replied, intrigued.

“What a lot of men ask me. What size bra I wear,” Lucia giggled. 

“Oh, it never crossed my mind,” I lied, smiling. 

“Yeah, right,” she laughed, “Thirty-four double K, if you want to know. I have to get my bras custom-made in the U.S. and sent here. They’re quite expensive.” 

“Well, if this works out, I’d be more than happy to contribute to the cost,” I joked.

Lucia giggled again, then placed my cock between her huge tits and pushed them together. Her boobs were so big that my cock completely disappeared from view. She then began bouncing her tits up and down my shaft, the head of my cock appearing and then disappearing from view in between her mountains of tit flesh. 

“Oh, Lucia! You’ve got the best fucking tits in the world!” I blurted out, almost without even thinking about what I was saying.

I was drunk on her huge, perfect breasts. Tit-struck. 

Lucia giggled, continuing to fuck me with her huge, amazing boobs. 

“Is this what you’ve been dreaming about, babe?” she whispered, staring up at me, fluttering her eyelashes, and blowing me a cheeky kiss.

“Mmm, yeah,” I moaned, "and a lot more besides.” 

“Naughty boy!” Lucia purred, in her thick Latina accent, “What would Angel say if he knew you’d been thinking about fucking his fiancée's tits?” 

“Oh, honey! I’m sure every man you’ve ever met has thought about fucking your tits!” I told her, smiling, “Trust me, Angel is well aware of that.” 

Lucia laughed, and then sadly she finally released my cock from between her tits.

“I know what you want, baby,” Lucia grinned. 

She took my aching cock in her hand, sat back on her knees, and then dropped her head into my lap. She kissed my balls, then licked and sucked on them, as she continued to stroke my cock. 

Her gorgeous full lips slowly started to move from my balls and up my shaft. Her tongue licked at my super-hard dick, up and up until she finally reached the engorged head. Lucia swirled her tongue around and around it, as she winked up at me. Her fingers moved to massage my balls, as her lips and tongue continued kissing my happy place. 

Finally, Lucia grinned up at me, then took my cock in her mouth, and the cock-sucking began. Her lips slid up and down my shaft. I could feel her tongue pressing on the underside of my cock. 

I groped Lucia’s huge tits as she sucked me. Very quickly, she built up a nice rhythm. She made lovely, noisy sucking sounds whenever she concentrated her efforts on the head of my cock. 

I soon came to realise, to my absolute delight, that Lucia was the kind of girl who was very happy to worship a man’s cock. She made love to my cock with the whole of her mouth. With her lips. With her tongue. 

She let saliva drip from her lips and down her chin as she sucked and slobbered over the head of my dick. She spat on my cock. When she occasionally came up for air, long strings of saliva ran from my cock to her lips.

It was a lovely, wet, sloppy, messy blowjob. Noisy too. She managed to make incredibly sexy slurping and slobbering sounds as she sucked and sucked. Saliva dripped from her chin down onto her tits. 

Lucia gave lots of good eye contact as she blew me. Always with a twinkle in her eye. She couldn’t smile since her mouth was full of my cock. But I just knew inside she was beaming. 

Perhaps she was happy just to be with another man. Perhaps she liked the fact she was doing something her fiancé Angel would certainly disapprove of. I got the feeling Lucia had come to resent her fiancé, presumably because of his behaviour and apparent plans within the cartel. 

Clearly, Lucia had plans of her own to get out of the relationship if things took a further turn for the worse, and thankfully, she had turned to me to assist her. Thank God! 

Lucia then began beating my cock all over her beautiful face, splattering saliva everywhere. She grinned up at me as the head of my dick bounced across her cheeks, and she licked at my balls. How many men had fantasised about such a wonderful sight?

After a few minutes of this, she took my back in her mouth again. Lucia's lips then began inching further and further down my shaft. Eventually, she was fully deep-throating me, and it felt wonderful. Her tongue came out to lick my balls, with the head of my cock down her throat.

I squeezed her huge tits as Lucia made a few gagging noises. Every man loves to hear a young woman gagging on his throbbing, rock-hard cock, and I was no different. 

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned. 

Lucia looked up at me, and then slowly pulled back until finally only the head of my dick was in her mouth. She then came up for air, wiped the saliva from her chin and grinned up at me. She pulled me in for a long kiss. She then whispered in my ear seven words that every man would love to hear. 

“I wanna ride your big fucking cock!” she purred. 

She stood up and bent toward me as she took off those tiny black panties, her huge tits dangling down from her chest. I couldn’t help but grab and paw at them. 

Lucia then turned around and backed her stunning peachy ass toward me. She looked back over her shoulder at me, grinning. She lowered herself into my lap, as I reached to grope her amazing ass. She took my cock in hand and I could feel her rubbing the head on her pussy for a moment before she slowly lowered herself onto it. 

“Oh, si,” she sighed as she slowly slid down my shaft.

Her pussy was lovely and tight, and warm, and wet. Lucia put a hand on each of my knees to support her weight, and then began slowly sliding her pussy up and down my cock. Her incredible ass bounced up and down in my lap. I quickly got to work groping, caressing, and slapping it to my heart's content. 

“Enjoying the view, babe?” Lucia asked, grinning back at me over her shoulder, blowing me a kiss.

“Fuck, yeah!” I told her. 

Who wouldn’t enjoy a sight like this? Every man in the cartel must have imagined something similar. But I was getting to live that dream. 

Lucia was the perfect package. A total sex-bomb. She had tits and ass to die for, a lovely tight young twat, and clearly knew how to suck and fuck a guy to within an inch of his life. Any man would give his left nut to fuck her just once. 

But I was being handed the opportunity, the possibility, the potential, to have this stunning fuck of a woman all to myself, whenever I wanted. In this moment, as I slapped away at Lucia’s wonderful bouncing ass as she rode me, I realised I was going to do anything within my power to make her mine.

After a few more minutes of the ‘Lucia bouncing ass show’, she managed to turn, lift her right leg and start to slowly spin toward me. She did all this whilst keeping my cock inside her. She lifted her leg way over my shoulder and head, until she had turned a hundred and eighty degrees to face me.

“Oh wow!” I gasped.

“I can only do that trick on a really super-hard cock,” Lucia whispered in my ear, kissing me. 

She then began to ride me again, now facing me. My hands immediately moved to those huge fucking tits of hers, just inches from my face. 

“Aww, shit, honey!” I moaned, “Best fuckin’ tits in the world!”

“You told me that already,” Lucia giggled. 

I sank my head in between her magnificent melons, kissing, licking and sucking them. 

Lucia began building up a steady rhythm as she continued to ride me. My cock was in heaven. So were my hands. So was my face, pressed between her huge, bouncing tits.

She began to sigh and whimper, starting to enjoy herself. To enjoy my length, my hardness, my girth. I could feel her wetness. 

Lucia cradled my head between her tits as she rode me, her rhythm speeding up. I grabbed Lucia’s waist and encouraged her. Her whimpers and sighs soon turned to moans and cries. 

“That’s it, darling, fuck me,” I told her urgently. 

She began bouncing up and down on my cock even faster now. Her huge tits bounced, jiggled and swayed in front of my face. Goddamn, what a sight! What a feeling! 

This sex-goddess was clearly enjoying herself immensely, which gave me a wonderful feeling deep down in my balls. Whether she was enjoying herself as much as I was, who knew? But it was clear she was getting close to her goal. 

Her eyes closed, moaning. Biting her lip. Her bouncing ass and hips were almost a blur in my hands now.

“Oh, oh. Si, si,” she cried, plus something else in Spanish, unintelligible.

A few moments more of frantic cock bouncing, and then… 

“Oh fuck! Yes, yes, yes!” Lucia screamed as she finally orgasmed, collapsing on top of me. 

She smothered me in tit-flesh for a moment – what a way to go! She was panting. Trembling. To make a woman like this have such a strong orgasm, what an honour. 

She leaned back a little, releasing my face from her pressed cleavage. 

“I wanna tell you a secret, Buzz,” Lucia whispered, breathy, still panting, “I really, really love sex.” 

“I believe you,” I laughed. 

“I mean it,” she whispered, “It’s the thing I love the most, after my son of course. I just adore a really good fuck!” 

Clearly she did. The neighbours may have even heard her screams of pleasure, as I had left open the patio doors that led out onto the pool area. 

But by admitting her ‘little secret’, Lucia was letting me know she wasn’t going to turn into some girl that would just lay back and let me fuck her, a bored expression across her face. I’d had a few encounters like that over the years; I certainly wasn’t looking for another. No, she was a girl that really enjoyed a good hard seeing to, perhaps as much as I was going to enjoy giving it to her, if that were possible. 

Lucia kissed me. She then lifted herself off me and stood, taking my hand in hers and pulling me up to my feet.

“Come on then, lover,” she purred, embracing and kissing me again, “Take me to your bed. You can have whatever you want.” 

I knew what that meant. Not only was I going to fuck Lucia’s mouth and pussy in my bed, but her stunning ass too. What an invitation! Well, if she wanted to be taken to bed, I intended to do just that.

“Stand up here, baby,” I told her, getting her to stand up on the sofa in her heels. 

I then stooped down, placing my right shoulder against her stomach, tipped her head behind me, and lifted her on my shoulder.

“Come on then, darling,” I continued, slapping her on the ass as I carried her out of the den and down the hallway toward my bedroom. She squealed in delight and giggled.

Women always loved this move, I had used it many times. I guess it showed her that you were strong and powerful, enough to lift her, which women loved. Also, that she was small and light enough to be lifted, as many women often seemed self-conscious about their weight. Lastly, I think it harkened back to caveman tropes, where a man would carry a woman off to his cave to ravage her, and many women at some point had fantasised about being treated similarly.

For the next two hours I enjoyed fucking Lucia in my bed. I took charge and fucked her in every position I could think of. She seemed to enjoy the fact I took the reins. She clearly enjoyed being told what to do, and I certainly enjoyed being boss.

I had Lucia on her knees as I stood in front of her and gave her a proper face-fucking. I fucked her huge tits. I fucked her in missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, spooning, and doggy-style.

I also fucked Lucia in her tight ass. I took her doggy-style again. Her amazing ass looked incredible from behind, surrounded by her stocking tops below, and her suspender belt above, as my rock hard cock slid in and out of her tight asshole.

Lucia had one hand on her pussy, rubbing it furiously, as I ass-fucked her, moaning and whimpering at every thrust. It was obvious she was not a woman who simply lay back and endured an ass fucking, she clearly enjoyed it. It was a real thrill to think of all the cartel men who had stared at Lucia’s ass and fantasised about fucking her like this, but I was the one getting to live that dream.

That thought became too much for me and I shot my first load deep into her ass. I then lay on my back as she massaged me and we chatted away. After turning over for her to massage my front, and her hands, tits, and mouth on my cock I was soon up to full power again.

I then fucked Lucia all over again in all my favourite positions, before finally screwing her huge tits. It wasn’t long before I was blowing a second load all over her boobs and face, and she took it all with a big smile.

Later we showered together, then dressed, and she said she had to leave and get back to Angel or he would get suspicious.

I kissed and held her just before she left.

“Don’t forget me,” Lucia purred.

“How could I?” I replied.

“Don’t forget what we discussed, okay babe?” she reminded me, as she turned and left.

I nodded, understanding what she meant. But how could I possibly forget about her? She had rocked my world. Now I had to do everything in my power to make her mine.

Over the next month, I put my spies to work. I had a small network of informants within the cartel, and a few from outside too. I had inherited them from my mentor Luis after I had taken over his position.

It soon became apparent that Lucia’s fiancé Angel was indeed planning something big. It was also obvious that it involved Juarez, and the Gonzalez brothers. It was clearly a huge betrayal, something the bosses needed to know about immediately.

But I had to be careful. If I went to them directly with my information, and later Angel's fiancée Lucia became mine, I might get accused of plotting  Angel’s downfall. Angel had his supporters in the cartel. It could cause major problems for me further down the line.

So I decided on a different tactic. I made sure that some of my information got leaked to just one of the bosses. It wasn’t enough to damn Angel outright, but hopefully enough to prod the boss into investigating further.

A week later I leaked some more information to another of the bosses. Again not too much, but just enough. I hoped the bosses started talking to each other about Angel, they would secretly look into the situation, and it would be them that decided his fate.

A few days later I got a call from one of my spies. They said that Angel had been seen meeting with the Gonzalez brothers, that the bosses had sent men to surround the meeting and to ‘get’ Angel at any cost. My spy knew this because he was on the team sent to surround the building where the meeting was taking place and monitor it until the boss’s sicarios arrived.

This was it, what I had been waiting for. I immediately went to Angel’s house and got Lucia, her son, and Lucia’s mother out of there. I took them to a safe house and had them stay there for a week. I had them guarded by a few guys I trusted.

I never found out exactly what happened to Angel. But when I asked Luis, he just waved it away, telling me we wouldn’t be seeing him ever again. I knew what that meant.

I bought a new apartment for Lucia to live in with her son and mother. They seemed delighted with it.

After a few months, Lucia and I made our relationship public. The bosses accepted it happily, as did everyone else. To them, I had come to Lucia’s rescue after the sudden ‘mysterious disappearance’ of her fiancé. I had done a good deed and was praised for it.

It didn’t hurt that the bosses still got to grope Lucia’s incredible ass whenever they greeted her when we attended any cartel functions. I always made sure she wore a stunning, tight, revealing dress whenever we went to these parties, and she was always the centre of attention.

Of course, the real thrill was taking her back to my home afterwards, removing her dress, and screwing her in that tight ass that all the bosses had been groping hours earlier.

Life was just getting better and better…