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Updated june 20 - 2010

  My Time as a Mexican Whore
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The large man was pounding hard into Michelle's pussy as she lay on the small bed. The bed springs were squeeking loudly and the bed was slamming into the wall of the tiny room. He was grunting and about to cum. He had chosen not to wear a condom. It was always the john's choice. The man slowed a little in his thrusts as he pumped his seed into the pretty little wife. He moved to suck on her right nipple and then moved up a little higher on her tit with the full intention on marking her with his hickey.

Michelle started to cry, but held back as best as she could. Michelle and her husband had planned on starting a family. They had hoped she would get pregnant on their vacation in Mexico along the Mayan Riveria. Now here was yet another man cumming in her unprotected womb.

Her pussy already felt worn out, yet she knew that the night had only begun. This was only her third trick for the night. She knew there would be many more. Everyone wanted to fuck a pretty young American wife.

The man thrust his tongue deeply into Michelle's mouth as he finished squeezing out the last of his cum into her pussy and leaving a new hickey on her tit. He was proud of himself. He and many of the other men had laughed about giving her a baby. He hoped he had been the one. He rolled off of her. Michelle was glad to get out from under his big belly. It had been hard to breathe.

Michelle was pretty. Her shoulder-length medium brown hair had life to it, bouncing about her head as she walked. Her green eyes seemed to give life to her pretty face. Her 36D breasts very nicely topped her 25 inch waist and 37 inch hips. 

Michael and she had married five years ago. They had put off a family until they were better settled financially. At thirty, Michael was two years older than Michelle. They both had good jobs. He had become somewhat successful in the energy business. She was the secretary to the president of an accounting firm.

Everything had been going great until that horrible night. It had been less than two weeks ago. They had gone with some others from their resort to a popular nightclub downtown. She had dressed seductively in a short dress that showed off her assets very well. Michael had insisted that she wear it. She hadn't worn a bra. He liked her looking "hot", and she certainly did.

It had been getting late, Michael had drank too much, and Michelle was trying to get him into a taxi to go back to their resort. Michael had insisted on one last drink at the bar next door before they left. As they entered, Michelle felt uncomfortable. None of the others from the resort were inside. It was dark and as her eyes adjusted, she could see several men sitting around the bar. The few couples dancing where all Mexican. She couldn't see any Americans.

Michael had walked up to the bar and Michelle followed him, noting the stares of the men around her. He ordered them two drinks, although she insisted that he didn't need one and she didn't want one. As Michael was downing his drink, a strange man came up and asked to dance with Michelle.

She told him "No,thanks". He insisted in his broken English. Michael finally told the man that he could dance with his wife.

As they walked to the dance floor, Michael stumbled. When they started to dance, Michael fell down and Michelle tied to help him up.

Two men came over and helped him up and walked with Michael and Michelle outside. They said they would get them a cab. Michelle remembered being thankful for their help.

Just then a white van pulled up and the side door opened. Michelle could see some men sitting on the floor and that there were no back seats. Before she could say anything, the men pushed both Michael and Michelle into the van. The door shut, and the van sped off.

Immediately the men grabbed Michelle and ripped at her dress. When Michael tried to help her, one of the men hit him and held him down. It wasn't hard to do in Michael's intoxicated state.

Ripping her dress open, the men grabbed for Michelle's tits, ass, and pussy. One man held her arms down above her head. He leaned over and sucked on her tits as another man pulled her panties down.

Michelle was screaming and kicking. When her foot contacted with the chest of the man trying to get her panties off, he slapped her hard. She was stunned. He moved on his knees up her body, taking his dick out. He grabbed her hair and lifted her mouth to his cock.

Michelle held her lips closed and shook her head "no!"

The man slapped her again, harder than the first time. Tears came from her eyes. Her head was ringing. As her mouth fell open, the man forced his smelly dick inside.

Michael had had his hands taped behind his back and his ankles taped together. As he tried to protest, one of the men hit him hard in the stomach. He vomited immediately. Another man kicked him several times. The van stopped. One of the men took a rag and wiped the vomit out of the van, slapping and hitting Michael as he did. All Michael could see in the dark night was the side of an old car a few feet away.

"Suck!" the man ordered Michelle. "Or we kill husband."

Michelle looked over at Michael. He already looked in bad shape. She began to suck on the man's rape-tool as she felt another man begin to lick what she was to come to know as "fuck-hole 1."

His dick began to grow as she sucked. She gagged as he shoved it deep into her throat. Her saliva ran out of her mouth and down to her chest. The man pulled his dick out.

"Swallow me!" he ordered, and then slapped her again. He then put his hard dick back into the pretty wife's mouth.

As he did, Michelle could feel a dick pushing against her pussy. She could do nothing about it as he pushed fully inside her and began fucking her.

The man fucking Michelle's mouth began to cum first. She had to swallow some of it, he was so far down her throat. As he began to pull out, he paused and finished cumming in her mouth.

The other man soon began to cum in her pussy. She could feel his wicked seed shoot deep within.

The men pulled Michael over to her. "Now how you like pretty wife. Kiss her!"

Michael's face was pushed into Michelle's. He could taste the man's foul cum as they kissed. He was then pushed down to her pussy.

"Lick it, clean her, or maybe I give her a baby!," the man who had cum in her pussy said.

Michael began to lick her and even suck on her to get the cum out. In his befuddled mind he was trying to prevent a pregnancy. The men laughed at him and punched him. Even in their shock, Michelle and Michael felt the total humilation.

Before Michael had finished licking the cum out, another man had his dick in Michelle's mouth. Yet another was in her pussy as Michael was pulled aside. He was forced to watch his wife raped by two men at once.

Michael could see cum running out of his wife's mouth as the second man pulled out. It dropped down to her breasts. He could also see cum coming out of her pussy as the other man pulled out. He expected to have to lick it again, but instead, a man laid down and made Michelle mount him. Another man held her head up by her hair and pushed his dick into her mouth.

Michael was pulled up and made to lick Michelle's asshole. He knew what the men were planning to do. There was nothing he do about it except to get her as wet as possible.

Michael was pulled aside, and the man Michelle had been sucking moved around behind her and pushed his dick inside Michelle's tight virgin ass, ignoring her screams.

Another man quickly stuffed Michelle's mouth with his dick. The van suddenly pulled to a stop. The side door was opened and Michael was pulled out. They were on a dirt road somewhere in the country. The tape was taken off of Michael's wrists and ankles. The men took his shirt, belt, shoes, keys, billfold and rings.

Left with only his pants, Michael walked off as the van sped on, the men laughing. He could see no tag or other identification. Michael's last sight of his wife Michelle was with three men fucking her at once, one in each of her holes.
Michelle could feel the closeness of the two dicks, one inside her pussy and the other in her ass. Although it was painful the sensations were making her cum. She was being stretched to the limit. She knew she would never be the same again.

The longer she was fucked, the less painful it was. She hated herself for cumming. She didn't understand how she could cum while being raped.

The man in her ass kept pulling his dick out and then plunging it back in, all in one stroke. She heard the men laughing and wondered what they were saying to each other.

In fact, the men were laughing about how big the gape of Michelle's ass was after having been fucked by just two of them so far. They determined to make the gape as big as possible.

It was difficult for Michelle to keep the dick in her mouth as she was getting it in two holes from behind. The man held her head and rammed his tool deep down her throat. She choked. Her saliva, mixed with his cum ran down her cheeks again.

This scene was repeated through the night by the six men, stopping only long enough to change drivers and men in her holes.

Michelle awakened and her pussy was still contracting as if she were being fucked. She wasn't. She was alone on a bed in a dark room. She tried to stand up, but stumbled. Her entire body ached. Michelle tried the crude door, made of rough wood held together by cross boards nailed to the uprights. It was chained and padlocked from the outside.

She lay back down, dizzy from the events of the night. She had no idea what time it was, only that some daylight was coming through the slats in the door. As she lay there in a half awakened state, she heard the door being unlocked. A Mexican woman a few years older than herself entered the room and helped the naked Michelle walk out.

A large metal tub of warm water had been prepared. The Mexican woman helped Michelle in and then handed her some soap and a sponge. Michelle went to work scrubing herself, trying to get the stench and the feel of the men off of her.

She gently washed around her vagina. There was dried cum all over it. There was so much in fact, that as the dried cum was washed away, she could feel more cum begin to run out of her.

"Oh, God!" she thought, "It has been inside me all night." After she had scrubbed herself, the woman poured some bath oil in the tub. Michelle had hoped for clean water, but she had to take what she got. The woman was helping her. Could it be that the men have all gone and left her here? She hoped.

Her hopes were soon crushed as she heard a man call out to the woman as he entered the room. They were in a small crude kitchen. Michelle lay in the tub naked as the two talked. She couldn't understand anything they were saying.

The woman took Michelle's hand and lifted her up. As she stood there naked the man walked around and around the tub, closely examining Michelle. He felt of her tits. He squeezed her ass. He fingered her pussy. Michelle realized that this ordeal wasn't over.

When the man left, the woman helped Michelle dry off. She brought some baby oil and gently massaged it all over Michelle's body. She had Michelle sit down and spread her legs. Michelle was too broken to be anything but compliant. The woman poured baby oil around Michelle's vagina and fingered her, coating Michelle's insides with the oil. She had Michelle stand and bend over and did the same with her anal opening.

Michelle wrapped herself in a towel as the woman set a plate of scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee on the table. Michelle didn't feel like eating, but did, hoping to get the taste of the men's cum out of her mouth.

The woman brought in makeup and began skillfully applying it to Michelle's face. She then turned her attention to Michelle's hair. She hightighted it, a medium blonde to contrast with her vibrant brown. When she was finished, Michelle looked gorgeous. Except for a few hickeys and the obvious over tired eyes, you would have never known that Michelle had been raped all night.

The woman then gave Michelle a beer and two white pills. She insisted that Michelle take them. Again, she did as told, thinking it was better to go along and hopefully when no one was watching, she would get away. She asked what time it was, pointing to a clock. She could see for herself, it was five in the afternoon. She had slept all day!

The man then came back into the room. He took Michelle's towel off and led her naked out of the kitchen. Michelle was led down a short hall and out to a larger room. As soon as she entered, cheering began! Although she didn't know what they were saying, she was correctly afraid it was for her.

She was naked in a bar surrounded by horny Mexican men! A small mattress had been placed on the floor in the middle. She screamed and turned to run. The man held her arm tight. She fought so hard that three other men ran up. Each getting a hold of an arm or leg, they carried the screaming, crying Michelle to the mattress. 

As she was held down on the mattress, the man who led her from the kitchen kneeled down between her legs and took his dick out. He wanted to be the first to sample his purchase. The man who bought Michelle kneeled down between her spread legs. As the men held her, he began to lick the pretty wife's pussy. He wanted to taste her before she was ruined by the men.

He licked all around Michelle's pussy lips and stuck his tongue deep within her and then sucked on her. He fingered her as his tongue flicked her clit. As she got wet, he moved up to her mouth, forcing her to begin to suck his dick. He was proud of his eight inch dick. It was larger than most Mexican men and thicker too.

When he was fully hard, the man moved back down to the pretty wife's pussy. As the men held her legs spread wide, he pushed his dick inside Michelle. He pumped her slowly at first, then picking up speed, he hard fucked her for several minutes before shooting his cum inside her. When he was finished with her, he brought his dick to Michelle's mouth again. She was to suck all the remaining juices from it.

When the man stood up, it was the signal for the men to begin. One by one, the men of the town came forward, each paying the owner for Michelle. They were told that they could use her any way they wished. Most of the men of the town had come. Even many of their wives came, wanting to see the American wife turned into a "puta", a whore for anyone's use.

American's were not especially liked in this town and a pretty wife like Michelle was a prize. This American would have her arrogance fucked out of her. Of course, the "puta" would be forced to do whatever the men wanted of her. Her pussy and ass would be stretched very big. Everyone would use her. Perhaps she could then be sold to someone else.

Michelle had actually cum when the man who owned her had fucked her. Her senses had seemed to be heightened, there was an ache in her pussy. She wondered what the woman had given her. Whatever it was, it was helping her get through this ordeal.

Most of the men made her suck them and then they fucked her, cumming inside her cunt. Several also used her ass. A few chose to go together with a friend or two, so they could use more than one hole at once. Two men used her ass together, both their dicks inside that once virginal hole. Her gape was especially big after that.

One man chose to piss on her after he fucked her. He got mad because she closed her eyes and mouth. The train of men had to temporarily stop after that. Michelle had to be cleaned up and the sheets changed. The woman who bathed her brought her more pills and another beer. And then the train of men began again.

It lasted on into the night, until finally all the men who were there had used Michelle. The final act was all the men who had stayed pissing on Michelle, this time with her eyes taped open and her mouth and pussy held open.

Michelle was left on the mattress. Her arms and legs were tied spread-eagle so that if anyone wanted to use her body in the state she was now in, it was free. Michelle was left lying there the rest of the night.

The next morning the woman came and untied her. She helped her to the bath that she had prepared. Michelle was allowed to sleep the rest of the day. Later that evening the woman prepared a meal for them and the man who had bought her joined them.

"What happened to you, had to happen. Now you will do whatever is asked with no questions. "Understand?"

Michelle nodded her head yes, waiting for the man to continue.

"You will have a room in the back of the bar. You will sleep there and the men will fuck you there. Anyone who pays for you, you must take. When you are not fucking, you will bring the men beer, sit in their laps, persuade them to come to your quarters," the man informed Michelle.

"You are now my 'puta', my whore. Even though this is a small place, you will make me much money," her owner continued.

He moved closer to Michelle and removed the cheap blouse the woman had given Michelle to wear and began to suck her tits. 

"You are too sore down there," the man said, pointing to her pussy. "For now, just suck me. Get on your knees," he ordered.

Michelle moved off her chair, onto her knees and undid the man's belt, unzipped his pants, took his dick out and began to suck him.

"Swallow, always swallow, it's less messy," her owner said. Michelle was learning how to best please the men.

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