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do not read this story. 
 
 
 Border Town Debbie (part 2) 
     by BTDeb
 
 
Even now, as a married, 25 year old straitlaced city employee, I
still remember the night four years inside the bathroom bar in a
Mexican border town. Miguel, the bartender who picked me up at my
college dance formal, had me sitting on the toilet seat, while he
was kneeling in front of me with his mouth kissing my pussy and the
inside of my brown thighs. My long, olive skinned legs locked around
his head. He was wonderful! This 47 year old lover had a wonder
tongue. He somehow new through my own muscle spasms what lashing and
stroking of his tongue would drive me deeper into submission and
ecstasy on this hot summer night.

Every time he would stop, I used my legs and hands to force his
mouth and tongue back into my trobbing cunt. Our bodies were
sweating from the heat. Sweat was dripping from his greased black
hair going right into my love box. The salty sweat intensified the
pleasure of his tongue on my hot cunt. Finally, in the ultimate
tease, he stopped and looked up at me as he proudly displayed one of
my black cunt hairs trapped between his two gold teeth. I tried to
force his head back into my love hole but he wouldn't. I needed his
tongue back in there! I pleaded him. I was a begging bitch in heat.
"Make me cum! I'll suck you! - I'll fuck you! just don't stop! I
could feel his wet tongue just above the hood of clit- just teasing
me.

He had me where he wanted.  

He asked" Are you going to be a great fuck" ? 

I pleaded - "Ill be a whore, your Puta!  Just make me cum! 

That got to him. He whispered " your pampered ass really wants you
to be a whore , and I am going to make you feel like one."

His hands then went underneath my simple dress and lifted it off of
my sweat soaked body.

Except for the 4 inch heels and the head band pushing back my waist
length hair, my brown skinned, damp body was his for the taking.

His head went back to my cunt while his rough, old hands roamed my
naked body and squeezed my swaying tits. Then, with my legs still
locked around his head, he lifted me on to the counter. In no time
he had his cock lubbed on my ozzing cunt juices. Ooh! As his bulbous
dick slipped into my love tube, I felt  stretching to unknown
lengths. Miguel increased the pumping of my pussy until  sweat and
cunt juice were flying everywhere. Miguel was treating me like
another , drunken, cheap Mexican whore whom he just bought for a few
drinks.

 I didn't care! I shifted my drunken body off the counter so he
could trust deeper into me.

 I was in ecstasy urging him to cum in me. I could feel the tip of
his Cock!

 As Miguel felt me coming with rhythmic contractions of my cunt
walls he instantly grabbed both of my breasts to quickly kiss and
chew on my nipples. GOD! this made my body convulse until I was
hitting my head against the counter wall.

This old dark, Puta fucker thrusted me up with each stroke, as he
pounded deeper into my starving, craving cunt until he found the
deepest point to blast his seed into.

  Miguel came with his deepest  plunge, keeping his twitching cock
deep within me for the longest time. I wanted him to stay hard and
inside of me forever.

I can still vividly remember the primal smells of cunt, cock and
cum, and sound of our fuilds slowly dripping to the floor as he ever
so slowly pulled out his now limp bone.

Now , 4 years later, when I long for physical satisfaction I
remember my clit begging for his tongue, the hot body friction
forcing our bodies to generate exciting smells and stickiness, and
the whispered, totally wanton notion from miguel that I wanted to be
a whore. I guess my college educated brain and strict upbringing
made me fell guilty about enjoying sex. Or have I come to believe
men can dominate women with name calling, which forces a women to be
celibate except with his boyfriend or husband, while the male still
believes he can screw around?

Let me ask you this question; Is their a male equivalent word for
whore? There is not. I rest my case.

My husband Mitch seemed to be true to me until recently. But as I
have become more demanding sexually, he has satisfied me less.

 Oh, Miguel please come back! 

 I accidentally meet him again at a store on this side of the
border. I smiled. He smiled. He looked a bit older, say about 50,
but still tall and darkly handsome with his pocked marked face. He
walked up and attempted to kiss me on the cheek but I stopped him,
saying I am married. I could tell by his eyes he still loved my long
dark legs and my more than ample rear end. He commented on my good
looks, and  that he wanted a chance to make love to my wonderful
behind. I just smiled and walked away as he was inviting me to check
out the lounge he was tending the bar at across the border.

Doubting I was still pretty and half way slim, I used the two young
Air Force guys across the street as judges.  One of them was white,
but with a good tan and dirty blond hair, and about 8" taller then
my 5'7" height. The other was black, and 2'' taller then me. Every
Saturday morning they would open up their garage door and pump iron,
and their bodies would show it. There heavy breathing and grunts
could be heard well across the street. Even though Mitch and the
guys were on a neighborly, borrowing relationship, I only gave them
a casual  "hi " when they were over.
 
Since the washer and dryer in my home are located in the garage, one
Saturday, I decided to check out my attractiveness. That day I
dressed in a mid thigh dress and 3" strapless heels. I wanted to
give them a good look at my long dark legs. Of course I wore panties
to be respectable.

As they were excerising across the street, I came out, but ignoring
them, I went to the washer to put in some clothes. I intentionally
dropped some of them on the floor, and bent down at my waist to pick
them up. This allowed them to view my long, dark legs from my toes
to my ass cheeks. All of a sudden there was silence- no grunts-no
huffing and puffing-just silence. It took me about 10 seconds to
pick up all the clothes. But there was just silence from across the
street. I guess they liked what they saw. I passed the test. After a
couple of years, Mitch went back to his old ways of running off with
the boys anytime he liked. One night  he tried to make up for coming
home late by giving me a pair of round, gold ear rings. He also said
that he wanted to try them on! I sarcastically responded that his
ears weren't prieced. "No, no" he said, "I mean around my dick so I
can hold my hard -on longer." Before long, Mitch and I stripped down
for action and  put a ring around his dick, but he fell asleep from
too much drinking.

The ear rings looked nice, but I never wore them - scared of being
embarrassed if someone may actually now their real use.

Our third anniversary was coming up and I decided to really get his
attention back by  dolling myself up for our anniversary night. I
bought a red negligee, matching push-up bra, garter belt and 4' fuck
me , strapless heels. I got home early, got changed and waited for
Mitch to come home from work. I opened up a bottle of my favorite
sloe gin to loosen myself up. He was a half hour late when the phone
rang. It was Mitch saying he was going across tonight to show his
eighteen year old cousin  the best bars across in Mexico. I asked
him if today was a special day. The bastard did not remember! I
slammed down the phone, hoping he would come home, but after
another half hour I was just sitting at the dining room table alone
with the bottle of sloe gin.

Then the door bell rang. Between the 4' heels and the liquor, I had
to steady myself walking to the door. I opened the door ,
half-heartily tying to hide behind it. It was the white, young buck
across the street returning some tools. he looked great with his
short cropped blond hair, and tanned muscle rippled body, straining
his tank top.

He told me I shouldn't handle the tools because they were still
greasy and he needed to put them back in Mitch's tool box. I agreed
and he walked through the living room to the garage without looking
back. I went back to sit in front of my sloe gin. He came out of the
garage and was heading for the front door with his back towards me.
Seeing his tight buns grinding against his shorts, drove me to stand
up and offer him a beer. He stopped in his tracks - I could see  his
eyes devouring my half displayed body in the mirror next to the
door. A smile then came across his face that he erased when he
turned to accept the beer.

He came back to the table while I displayed my swaying rear going to
the frig. It must have driven him crazy not being able to see
exactly what I was wearing underneath. I kept the front closed as I
returned with the beer. We sat together for about half hour and he
finished his beer and then I began sharing the gin.

I knew I was intracing with my long black hair, brown features, blue
eye shadow and deep red lipstick.

Then the phone rang. I went to answer. It was just going to be a
quick conversation with a relative, but I was afraid the young hunk
was going to leave. So, I positioned myself sideways in front of the
window to expose my body through the negligee. While still talking
on the phone, I could see from the corner of my eye, he was fixated
by my long legs and teased up breasts. After hanging up, I walked
back and asked if he liked what he saw. He stood up and gave me a
long butterfly kiss. One of his hands was on my hip-the other around
my waist. He then pressed his body against mine. It was so hot! Both
of his hands then stroked my sides, all the while his lips were
pressed against mine. God! he was making me wet.

While still kissing me, he must have felt my legs getting weak and
pushed me against the edge of the table, and with one of his hands
began the massage my stomach in ever widening  circle until it reach
my open cunt.

 My long black hair began to sweep the top of the polished wooden
table. His hand then gently guided above my cunt hairs and then
moved his wet mouth to one of my tits and begin sucking. His  hand
wanted more then cunt hairs! His middle finger began to probe my
love channel. My arms were around his neck. allowing me to blow in
his ears and nibble on his ear lobes.
 
I could see myself, helpless in the mirror. I was parted right down
the middle, exposing my tit's and wanton cunt.

The neighbor then lifted me onto the table, flat on my back and
proceeded to drop his shorts. I could feel the radiation of his
fiery hardon on my thighs- He was that hot!

He was so tall that his bent-over body still overshadowed mine. He
let his big bone rest on the outer fold of my pussy as his hands
shoved my bra up and over my tits. His mouth immediately fixed on my
left boob while slowly sucking it in and out of his mouth. My tits
become tough and pointed for his demanding mouth.

Then his hip began to gyrate his cock over the wet entrance of my
love pot. Then with one, smooth long stroke  he entered me
accompanied by my muffled cry of pleasure. He quickly began to trust
harder and deeper. My legs were spread wide open and my heels high
in the air .

His face had a contorted smile and eyes were closed - His balls and
cock had taken control of his body.

Raising my head up I could see his pure white dick pounding the cunt
between my open brown thighs. I began to gather my thoughts to cum
when the stud let loose his spunk right inside of me. He just laid
right on top of me with his hard cock still parked inside of me. He
said so sweetly that I had the best legs and a lovely face. He
raised himself up slightly to reduce his weight on me, and also, so
he could admire my face. My semened cunt went "plop" when he removed
his rock hard cock.

He then silently removed my neglige and bra and lead me over to the
back of the sofa. so my breast and hardened nipples were swaying
over the cushions. My face disappeared under my long hair. I was
naked except for the garter belt, stockings and heels. He folded his
body over my mine and began to push his dick along my ass crack
-back and forth. each time he would stop briefly when the head of
his cock could have taken my ass slot. That gave me a shiver evil
expectation, but  I pleaded I didn't want to be taken in the ass
like a whore.

After three or four times of the evil tease, the white guy shoved it
in my cunt and proceeded to quickly jizm in my pussy while gripping
my breasts. He was now spent. He removed his dying dick and quickly
cleaned himself. As he got dressed, he thanked me for  the interlude
and " Debbie don't worry, I am shipping out in two weeks and I don't
kiss and tell". He left me standing naked, in heels without a good
climax and his two loads of Anglo-Saxon sperm still gripping my cunt
hairs and sliding down my thigh. I was still wound up and wanted to
be satisfied.

While taking a shower, I was dreaming about the best satisfaction I
had and I drifted to that sole encounter with Miguel. I began to
have an overwhelming urge to check him out again and to punish my
husband for forgetting our anniversary.

After drinking more, I called female co-worker to join me in
checking out Miguel's bar.

Linda, is a 32 year old Filipino girl who is divorced from a
military man. I picked her up and drove across the Rio Grande and
into the Mexican border town.

We walked into the hotel and the bar that Miguel was tending. It had
a nice size dance floor, a five piece band playing a combination of
rock and cumbias - my favorite! Since it was mid-week there were a
lot more single men then women. Then I spotted Miguel behind the
bar. He still had most of his black curly hair with shades of white
and was still showing off his chest hair through his half open
shirt.

When he spotted me, a smile came across his dark brown, pock marked
face. We both seat down at the bar. He immediately gave us the first
round free. Anticipating my question, he said could go off duty at
11 P.M. I said in jest that Linda and I could keep ourselves
occupied here for two hours. As Miguel was working behind the bar,
he kept looking at my wonderfully made-up face with my favorite
mid-night blue eye shadow, deep red lipstick and red rue accenting
my  high cheek bones.

Linda immediately got hit up by a young guy and started dancing. I
was hit up too, but I declined so I could talk with Miguel. He came
over and started to butter me up. He said" Debbie you look
beautiful, but the best parts were my legs and ass. In a bold move
to get his serious attention, I went behind the bar, turned around
and bent over so my mini -skirt raised up to expose my bare, brown
long legs, and my big ass through sheer panties. His hands began to
reach for my ass cheeks, but I immediately fled from behind the bar
saying the my ass was for later.

He was pissed. He ordered  me to dance with the other men in the bar
to warm myself up for him. I eagerly complied with his request.
After trying out several men, I stayed with best dancer of the
group. I danced so hard that the toe strap on my high heels were
making my toes bleed! I wasn't feeling any pain though because
everyone was buying me drinks.

When 11 P.M. came around, Miguel checked out of his job and
attempted to pull me from the dance floor, but the other guy I was
dancing with wouldn't let go. He said to Miguel to find his own
woman. Miguel responded, saying that I'm his wife! And then a voice
from the back responded that I am just another one of Miguel's
whores who likes to get her pussy tongue whipped by him!

 Miguel commanded me to take off my panties, which I quickly and
discreetly did- not knowing what Miguel was going to do with them!
He gave it to the other guy and told him to jerk off on them!

This kind of macho talk excites me. Needless to say Miguel and I,
along with Linda and Greg, Miguel's cousin, quickly left.

Since it was a hot night, Miguel suggested we cruise the nearby lake
on a pontoon boat he had access to. Miguel briefly stopped to buy a
case of beer and suntan oil. Why suntan oil, I asked? Miguel
laughed. He said the he didn't want to get burned by the full moon.

In no time we were out on the lake looking for a secluded spot. The
boat landed and we quickly stripped naked and jumped in the water.
However , Linda had too much too drink and couldn't stay afloat, we
hauled her back in, and while Greg was tending to her, Miguel
grabbed the suntan oil and a couple of seat cushions and told me to
follow him off the boat and on to the beach. Once on the beach, we
walked naked to a site  behind a large rock . As we began kissing,
he gently laid me back on a large , smooth rock that was almost
horizontal. I unbounded my waist length black hair and placed my
wet, long hair between my breasts. the stored water in my hair from
swimming began to slowly run down my belly and into my cunt. Miguel
began kiss his way down my body  until he hit my clit with his
tongue. My body shuddered.

I had my hands directing his head around my Love Cunt.  

I had been dreaming about this for years and I wasn't going to have
his tongue escape!

As I opened my eyes, I saw Greg's shadow in the moonlight as he was
peering around  rocks twenty feet away. I didn't care, between the
water from my hair snaking down into my cunt and Miguel's wonderful
licking, I was in rapture. I came, with a series of strong
pulsations deep inside of me. Miguel then brought me to my knees in
front of him, encouraging me to lick his cock to full life - which I
eagerly did. But then I remembered the ear earrings.
 
I took off one of my gold ear rings and slipped it around his semi
erect cock before I began licking it. His tool quickly sprang to a
ten inch glorious length as a began sucking his cock.

Miguel was telling me what wonderful ass and legs I had and he
wanted me to repeat the show I gave him behind the bar. So I began
wriggling my ass to the beat of my lip and tongue movement on his
dick.

I guess the sight of my naked, wriggling ass was too much for Greg.
I heard footsteps approaching and then Miguel quickly ordered me to
get on all fours with my ass up in the air toward him. I was
immediately met with Greg's hard-on which I began to tease with my
tongue.

Meanwhile, Miguel slipped his ringed cock into my pussy. God,
attempting to be a whore was too much for me to handle!

Fortunately, I concentrated on getting off Greg and he quickly came,
dispatching his hot load into my mouth. I swallowed it with one big
noisy gulp. He kissed and licked the remaining cum on my face and
lips. Greg's naked body then stood up and staggered back to the
boat.

Miguel had me all to himself again. With his dick still buried in my
cunt, he  grabbed the bottle of suntan oil and began to pour and rub
the lotion over my wide ass. With one and then two well lubed
fingers he took control of my ass hole.

He was slow and gentle and told me to dream of floating on the lake
to relax my muscles. I was moaning and sighing to his fingering
trusts of my brown ass.

Then Miguel came, shooting his jiz deep inside my pussy. 

Because of the earring around his cock, he remained hard inside of
me. It became even harder as he began fucking my swollen cunt again.
He fingers were ever loosing my ass hole.

As his rough old hands glided over my naked, lotioned ass, he told
me how he first craved my ass the time it wiggled away from the bar
he was tending at the collage senior formal 4 years ago.

As soon as he had my ass well lubed and loosened , he removed his
ringed cock from my cunt and gently but firmly pressed it deep
inside my ass hole. With my butt high in the air and my head resting
on the cushion ,this old, bastard lover gripped his hands around my
waist to completely owned my brown ass for his pleasure.

 From down deep, he would bring the tip of his cock back to expand
my back door muscle and then slowly drive it back in again. He had
me in a half dreamy state from my newly discovered rear end
pleasure, and the enjoying the sight of moonlight on the water.

 He stopped several times with his cock deep within me so he would
not cum so soon. But as his trusts finally being more demanding, my
breathes were becoming shorter and louder until his jiz shot inside
of me.

I hated him!  I was just an ass fucked whore to him, But I wanted
his cock more then ever to keep loving my hole. I pleaded to his
cock to keep going but  He kept fucking my hole for only another
minute, taking advantage of the extra lubrication his cock cum gave
my rear end.

He finally dismounted and took me to the lake to wash up. When we
got back to the boat , Linda was still passed out on the boat while
Greg was swimming. We quickly dressed and headed back to the dock.
The land around my town is high desert with mesquite trees and scrub
bush but almost everyone has small ranches to enjoy near perfect
isolation. Miguel has taken me to wonderful parties on big ranches
owned by some of his mature, older friends.
  
Sometimes I take off both ear rings. 
 
 
 
              Border town Debbie          
      
