Susans Curiosity Revised
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Jeff and Susan Phillips were finally headed back to their home in Dallas with their four year old son, Jeff Junior. The f****y was driving North on the scenic roads of the high desert of Mexico. Since it was summer they were not in a hurry and were taking an indirect route towards the U.S. border. The road they were currently on was chosen because Jeff thought the desert scenery would be beautiful.
The Phillips f****y had been visiting the Aztec pyramids in the jungles south of Mexico City. Jeff was an archeologist at Dallas University and he had used this trip to collect information for the college classes he taught and as a f****y vacation. He had great admiration for the beautiful temples and pyramids that the ancient Aztecs had created. Even his wife Susan and young son Jeff had enjoyed the adventure of the Mexican ‘outback.’
Jeff, Susan and Little Jeff (that’s what Jeff and Susan called their son) had just spent their last vacation weekend shopping in Mexico City and were now halfway between the metropolis of Mexico City and the U.S. Border. They were in the middle of nowhere. The dusty high desert was hot and dry. As Jeff expected it was beautiful, but in a lonely way. A way that made you feel that you were entirely on your own.
The 28 year old couple had been college sweet hearts. Jeff had gone to graduate school while Susan had become a 1st grade teacher. Eventually Jeff had gotten a job as an Assistant Professor at the University. Susan had quit working when the baby was born. This trip was during their summer vacation and the Mexican afternoon was brutally hot.
Both Susan and Jeff were wearing shorts and tee shirts. Their luggage and Jeff’s research equipment was in the trunk and loaded on a car top carrier. Jeff Junior slept in the back seat of the car in his Mickey Mouse underpants. The heat had even taken its toll on the lively four-year old.
Jeff had turned down a paved mining road, but after 20 miles the road turned to dirt, after it passed an abandoned ore processing plant. A faded sign on the side of the dirt road said, ‘La Casa Putas — 20 kilometers’. Jeff figured that was another 13 miles. Since the dirt road was smooth and they were getting low on gas, he decided to keep going deeper into the desert mountains and reach the town. It was still early afternoon and they had plenty of time to get back to the main road. That decision would change the nice families life forever, but mostly Susan’s life.
Jeff hoped that there would be a cool restaurant and a gas station. He also hoped the people would speak English. Neither he nor Susan spoke very good Spanish. But everywhere they had been so far the people were friendly and many spoke English.
After about 10 miles the road got bumpier and bumpier. When the car finally made it to the small village, the road was barely passable. There were about ten shack homes along the road. There was a colorfully painted, but closed general store made of concrete block and an adobe restaurant building that had a gas pump out in front. The restaurant had what looked like very small rental cabins out back. There were five dusty pick-up trucks parked in front. The sign said ‘Club Cantina.’ Jeff recognized the word ‘Cantina’, and said to Susan that they could probably get a drink and something to eat inside. Jeff pulled the car into the shade under the buildings overhang. This was next to the gas pump.
‘I hope we can get some gas,’ Jeff said to Susan.
They both looked back at Little Jeff. Little Jeff was still sl**ping peacefully in the back seat.
‘Don’t wake him. Let him sl**p,’ Jeff suggested.
So the couple rolled down the windows.
‘Not much chance of a k**napping in a sl**py little Mexican village,’ Susan said as she and Jeff gently closed their car doors so Little Jeff would not be awakened.
Jeff and Susan walked into the ‘Cantina’, taking each others hand as they entered the door. The Cantina was very dark and cool inside and the atmosphere felt great to Jeff and Susan.
There was a small group of Mexican men sitting at tables and a couple of others at the long bar. Most were drinking beer. A large Mexican man worked behind the bar. Moving around the room were two women cleaning tables and serving beer. One was a pretty young Mexican girl and the other was a thin, wrinkled, slow moving white woman, whose age was hard to determine.
Jeff and Susan moved to an open spot at the bar and asked if they could, ‘get a cold drink and gas for their car.’
The man behind the bar answered in a thick Spanish accent, ‘You can get a cold beer, but the gas pump don’t work right now.’ At least he spoke broken English.
The men in the bar were eying Susan making the young couple a bit nervous. But the barman got two beers out of a cooler and put them down in front of the young couple.
‘How much do I owe you,’ Jeff asked?
But the barman ignored him and walked to a CB radio at the end of the bar. His huge belly and size made him move slowly and it had taken him several long moments to get to the end of the bar. The big man spoke in rapid Spanish into the radio’s microphone. Susan looked at Jeff nervously and quietly said, ‘let’s leave’.
‘We will just finish the beer and go’, Jeff said, ‘We still have enough gas to get back to the main road.’
The pretty Mexican girl came up behind Jeff and said, ‘Hey gringo! you want to have a good time with Juanita?’
Jeff blushed and said, ‘No thank you.’
The young hooker exaggerated her hip swing as she walked away, pouting at his refusal.
As they were turning to leave the Cantina, Jeff and Susan heard a vehicle pull up in front. A stocky, well groomed middle aged Mexican man walked through the door. Everyone in the Cantina greeted the man with much deference.
The man walked up to Jeff and Susan, and said, ‘Hello, my Yankee friends! We are glad that you are visiting us. The barman called me to tell me you were here. We don’t get many visitors in this isolated place. The last visitor from the US was Marilyn over there, and she decided to stay with us.’
He pointed his well manicured finger at the old white woman cleaning tables.
‘She came to visit two years ago. Marilyn was such a pretty young thing back then,’ he added.
‘She looked very much like you my dear,’ he beamed a dazzling white teeth smile at Susan.
Jeff put his arm around Susan protectively.
‘My name is Juan and I run things around here. Is that your boy in the car?’ he asked.
Jeff said that it was and they were just leaving.
‘Too bad, but it seems a very bad man is taking your son in his truck. You had better go stop him or you might lose your son.’
Susan screamed and Jeff bolted for the door. He turned to see if Susan was following, but Juan was holding her shoulders.
Juan said, ‘You go stop him, your wife will be safe here.’ Susan screamed at Jeff to go after their son. Susan and Jeff stared at each other for a long moment. Susan was held tightly by Juan.
‘Get Jeffy,’ Susan screamed at her husband.
Juan added with an evil grin, ‘Hurry Mister Yankee or he will be gone forever.’
Jeff was torn about what to do, but spun on his heels and ran out the door.
Jeff didn’t know what to do. He saw a thin Mexican man putting his son into the cab of a pick up truck and start driving down the road that Jeff and Susan had come into town on. He could still hear Susan screaming for him to get their son. So with fear for both his son and his wife, Jeff ran to their car and took off down the road after the pickup. In his mind Little Jeff needed him more at this moment than Susan did. He had a choice to make as a husband and father, and he had made it.
As Susan and Juan heard the car engines fade in the distance Juan turned to Susan and said, ‘I’m so glad you are staying with us here in ‘La Casa Putas’.’
Susan was still in shock. It took her a few moments to realize that Juan had released her shoulders and was talking to her.
‘Do you know what the name means?’ Juan asked as he leered at the young wife and mother.
Susan couldn’t find her voice was only able to shake her head ‘No’.
Juan said, ‘Marilyn come over here and tell….. Susan is it?’
Susan nodded her head again.
‘Marilyn, tell Susan what this place is called in English.’
Marilyn shuffled over to Susan, looked up at her with a tear in her eye, and said, ”La Casa Putas’ means ‘House of Whores’.
Everyone in the bar laughed.
Susan trembled as Juan’s muscular arm encircled around the young American wife’s slim waist.
Susan finally found her voice and softly asked, ‘will my husband and son be all right?’
‘They will if they don’t do anything stupid, they will be fine. I’m not interested in them,’ Juan stated.
Then he added in a syrupy sweet tone, ‘It’s you I want to get to know.’
Susan sighed with relief when she heard her f****y would be OK, but hearing the comment about getting to know her she looked up at Juan and asked, ‘Are you going to **** me?’
Juan smiled down as he wrapped both arms around Susan, ‘Yes my pet! You will be ****d today, but tomorrow you will be fucked, and the day after you will willingly spread your white Yankee legs for any brown Mexican cock that comes your way.’
The men in the bar all laughed.
‘Lets start your education right now,’ said Juan.
He ripped off Susan’s tee-shirt with one pull of his strong arms. Then he pushed her shorts down without undoing them. He pushed so hard that her panties went down with the shorts. Juan spun Susan around so that she was facing the room of leering men and unsnapped her bra. He f***efully pulled the bra away, picked up Susan and sat her on the bar.
The patrons of the bar now cheered as they gazed at her pale white skin and exposed tits and genitals.
Juan told one of the men at the bar to come over and untie her shoes and pull the shoes, shorts and panties completely off. As the man worked on her shoe laces he reached up and grabbed her white thigh with his brown fingers. Juan slapped the invading hand away and told the man that he didn’t get to touch her until Juan was finished with her. Susan sat on the bar, one arm covering her breasts the other hand hiding her brown pubic hair.
Juan slapped her hard across the face, ‘Don’t hide your body, or I will hurt you,’ he said.
In defiance Susan answered, ‘Go ahead and hurt me. I won’t make this easy for you.’
Juan laughed at her bravado. ‘I am glad you are feisty. It will make it sweeter when you beg me to fuck you.’
Susan glared at him, not moving her hands, ‘Never!’
‘Ahhh we will see,’ responded Juan. Her Mexican tormentor turned to the barman and said, ‘call Gomez on the radio, tell him to leave the little boy out in the desert for the wild dogs to find and tear apart.’
Susan screamed, ‘No… please don’t hurt my son.’
Juan looked down at Susan’s body then at the barman.
Getting the message Susan slowly dropped her arms, displaying her considerable charms to a room of cheering men.
‘You bastard’, said Susan.
‘That’s better darling, if you cooperate, I promise your life will be filled with pleasure. If you don’t there will be much pain and your little boy will suffer terribly’, crowed Juan as he hefted Susan’s mature right tit in his hand.
Juan turned to the men who were all staring at the naked woman. ‘I have decided that Susan is a rare jewel, I am going to have her for myself for awhile.’
He turned back to the young naked wife and said, ‘I want to have her while she still cares, I want her to think of how her body betrays her Yankee husband. I want her to beg me to fuck her.’
Juan turned back to the room, ‘Then I will give her to you. Then her life will become a blur of hard cocks and potent Mexican seed spilling into her soft white belly.’
As he said that, he took his other hand and rubbed her white stomach just above her pubic hair. Then he asked the barman which cabin was empty. He led the naked Susan through the seated men towards the back of the Cantina. Dirty, calloused hands reached out and stroked her legs and ass as she walked past. Her body shivered in revulsion.
At the back door Juan turned and told Juanita to give Susan’s clothes to a village woman because ‘Susan won’t be needing them any more.’
Juan and Susan emerged from the Cantina into the bright, hot Mexican sun. He kicked at several mongrel dogs which were blocking the worn dirt path. The sun was so bright that Susan had to keep her eyes closed as Juan led her to a small cabin.
Juan said, ‘We must keep you out of this hot sun. Mexican men like the pure white skin of you Yankee women. I don’t want you to begin getting dark like the local whores. If we keep you out of the sun your skin should get even whiter, No?’
They entered the small dark one room cabin. It took several moments for Susan’s eyes to adjust. She stood in a smelly adobe room with a dirt floor. There was a broken down dresser on one wall, a cracked mirror over it. The room was dominated by a sagging double bed that almost filled the space. There was one sheet on the dirty mattress and it had a large yellow stain in the middle.
Juan roared out the door, ‘Marilyn bring some clean sheets in here, Rapido! Rapido!
Marilyn soon appeared and took the old sheet off the bed. She replaced it with a clean white sheet. The older white maid glanced sadly at Susan then shuffled off.
Juan laughed, ‘She doesn’t talk much. She is ashamed of her mouth. You see Susan, she kept biting the Mexican cocks she was supposed to suck. So I had Gomez pull every tooth from her head. Now she is an expert cocksucker. Men come for miles to have the Yankee woman swallow their cum. She has a very talented mouth, but unfortunately the last two years have been hard on her.’
Juan pushed Susan onto the bed and gazed down almost lovingly at her. ‘How many men have you been with my dear?’ Juan asked.
Susan sheepishly answered, ‘Only my husband. I have never been with any other men.’
‘Excellent! That means I won’t need to wear protection. I can assume you are clean.’ Juan laughed, ‘I wouldn’t want to catch anything. Of course after today it will be different.’
Susan didn’t understand what Juan meant, but before she could think about it he continued, ‘How big is your husband’s cock?’
Susan replied, ‘That’s none of your business.’ But if the truth be know Jeff was only a mediocre lover and he had a thin 6 inch penis.
Juan began to remove his clothes. When he dropped his expensive slacks his impressive cock sprang into view. Susan couldn’t help herself, she looked out of the corner of her eyes at the half hard cock. It was brown and smooth like a bratwurst sausage. Juan had no pubic hair. No hair anywhere except the slicked back oily hair on his head.
Juan laughed at Susan when he caught her peeking at his nakedness.
‘Mexican men don’t have much body hair, and it’s so hot, I like to keep myself shaved. Also, I can see my cock at work much better without pubic hair. Very erotic don’t you think?’ asked Juan.
Susan didn’t reply but continued to watch has Juan’s cock began to rise. It bounced upward every few moments as Juan’s heart pumped bl**d into it. She was now openly staring at Juan’s groin. The bounce of the hardening cock mesmerized Susan. It grew until it stuck straight out from Juan’s stocky body. It was easily 8 inches long, but was also very thick. It was uncircumcised. The first uncut cock Susan had ever seen.
‘Does your husband have a fuck stick like this one?’ asked Juan.
Susan didn’t reply, but her continued stare told Juan that she had never seen a cock like his.
As he looked at her looking at him, Juan thought to himself that if he went slow and easy this married bitch might turn out real good. She had already stopped fighting and seemed really interested in his cock. She couldn’t keep her eyes off it.
As Susan lay on the sagging bed, she was thinking that she needed to go along with this terrible man until she knew her f****y was safe.
‘Why had Jeff brought them here? She was mad at him for getting their f****y into this, and she was worried about her son’, she thought. But despite the worry Susan couldn’t help herself. She continued to look at Juan’s brown penis. She didn’t know that penis’s came in different shapes and sizes. She only had experience with one penis that of her husband, Jeff.
Juan decided that he would be gentle and take his time with this pretty Yankee wife. He decided that today he would play the role of a great Spanish lover.
The bed sagged even more as his weight settled next to Susan.
‘What are you going to do?’ Susan asked in a whisper.
‘My darling we are going to make beautiful love.’ He shrugged his massive shoulders, ‘I guess you could say I’m r****g you, since you have no choice, but I want you to enjoy this as much as possible,’ rasped Juan in Susan’s ear.
‘I’m a married woman promised to my husband. I won’t enjoy being ****d, but since you threaten my f****y I will lay here and you can do what you will, but I won’t enjoy it’, snapped Susan.
‘We’ll see, We’ll see’, smiled Juan and he began to gently stroke Susan’s soft belly and breasts.
Juan was silent. It was quiet in the dark room except for the breathing of Susan and Juan. Juan was infinitely patient. He stroked and caressed Susan very gently for a long time. He told her to close her eyes and imagine that she was with her husband. He was amazingly gentle and quickly discovered the different reactions that his touch elicited from her body. As unwilling as Susan was, his persistence and tenderness was working to break down some of her barriers.
Juan could tell that her breathing was getting deeper and faster. A light sheen of sweat was beginning to form on Susan’s naked body. Juan had avoided touching Susan’s nipples or pussy, instead concentration on long slow sensual caresses of her arms, legs, abdomen, and ass. He continued going slow, but noticed the tell-tale flushing of Susan’s cheeks, neck and breasts.
Susan had done what Juan asked. As a defense, she lay still with her eyes closed and imagined that it was Jeff touching her. But Jeff had never been so patient. Her husband was a ‘slam-bam thank-you ma’am’ lover. And despite herself Susan experienced moments of enjoyment as a result of this erotic massage.
She tried to fight it, but it felt so good, and there wasn’t anything she could do. She would pretend that this was Jeff, and when it was over she wouldn’t feel guilty because after all, ‘this was ****.’
Juan spent a long time whispering in her ear and caressing Susan.
He quietly said, ‘My darling you are beautiful, you deserve a man like me, enjoy the sensations. You were made for sex. You enjoy this, you enjoy this, you enjoy this… ..’
Slowly Juan began to caress Susan’s nipples finally sucking one of the tight pink buds into his mouth. Susan gave an involuntary shudder.
Slowly Juan moved down Susan’s body, kissing gently as he went. Finally he reached her legs and slowly parted her thighs. Susan was limp not fighting him, but not helping him. Gently he blew on her brown furry mound. Then he stuck out his tongue and it came in contact with her thick c***d bearing pussy lips. Susan shuddered once again. She had never had anyone eat her pussy. She and Jeff hadn’t ever performed oral sex on each other. She felt jolts of electricity shoot through her body as Juan’s tongue found her sensitive clit.
She involuntarily opened her legs, just a little.
Juan smiled to himself, ‘now knew that he had her.’ He didn’t really like to eat pussy, especially pussy covered with pubic hair, but Susan’s cunt tasted very sweet and he knew that this was the best way to get her hot. Besides, she would suck his cock hundreds of times before he was done with her, so one good pussy licking was the least he could do to help start her on her new life.
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