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27/06/2019
About ten years ago at the age of twenty I immigrated from South America to the U.S (legally). I returned back home after six months to marry my high school sweetheart Mari.
Well some paperwork to get her into the country was screwed up. The end result was we were told it would take another two years for her to join me. We were twenty and in love. Two years waiting was unacceptable for the both of us.
Long story short I was able to get Mari into the country after two months and some hard earned money. Things started out great. I was working construction making great money. I got into an apprenticeship to become a master electrician.
We had a small two bedroom apartment that was a converted basement. With the landlord and his wife living above us. Mari was very happy making that small place our home. My goal was to get to a place I could afford to by us a house and live the Americans dream.
A little about us, I’m 5’10 with a medium fit build with jet black hair. My lineage is more European than anything else. Mari is a petite 5’5” beauty with more of a South American indigenous ancestry. I say she is petite but her body is perfectly proportioned for her height.
She has long waist length straight black hair. Her breast aren’t large but the were full and firm. With large brown nipples. Her slim waist accentuated her round hips and ass. Her legs were short with firm muscular calves. Her darker complexion and sultry eyes made her look so sensual. Even though she really had no idea she was.
We were both virgins when we had sex the first time with each other. So we were both very inexperienced even after we married. Our landlord Karl was a fifth generation Texan. He was in his early fifties and a former military officer in the army. His wife Carol was a few years younger and a pretty lady.
Karl was still pretty fit and a big guy. Standing about 6’ and about 230lbs. He was pretty intimidating. He was muscular with a big chest, broad shoulders and big arms. If he had one flaw it was a growing beer belly. He still wore his hair in an army crew cut and wore shirts that showed if his many tattoos.
Carol seemed his polar opposite. She was a tall slender red hair beauty. With pale skin sprinkled with freckles. Her breast were a nice size and she had long firm looking legs. She was soft spoken where Karl was loud. She waited on him hand and foot and seemed to enjoy it.
When ever Karl saw us he would always make some remark about how nice Mari looked. Adding I was a lucky man. Mari would thank him. But later tell me he creeped her out. I would always tell her living there was temporary.
Carol would go visit her elderly mother in Iowa one weekend a month. So usually when she left on Friday morning. Mari would leave the house as well as not to be alone with carl just upstairs.
On this particular Friday. I left for work as usual. Mari was going to leave right behind me. But before she could leave Karl stopped by. I got a call from her asking if I could come home early. She seemed shaken. I asked her if she was ok, starting to get worried.
She told me she was fine but needed me to come home immediately. I hadn’t missed a days work in the past. So my foreman can’t me lose early. I made it home in record time.
I found Mari sitting on the sofa. She had been crying and was holding an envelope. I rush to her asking her what was going on. She handed me an envelope containing pictures and paperwork.
Karl has been doing some checking on us. He suspected we might not be in country legally. Well he had some connection in the federal government that provided him evidence that confirmed Mari was undocumented.
Mari was tears eyed when she told me he threatened to turn her in. I cut her off saying I would go talk to him. I would convince him not to. I would pay him more money for his silence.
She shook her head saying she had already pleaded with him for mercy. Again I cut her off saying we can’t go back home. There’s nothing there for us.
She looked down at the floor saying we wouldn’t have to leave. I reminded her Karl wouldn’t listen to her pleas. She looked up at me saying he wants something else from me. I was at a loss what she was talking about. Or at least I was in denial.
I went off threatening every from calling the police to doing him bodily harm. Neither of which would have ended well for us. I took a deep breath telling her we would go back home and try to make things work out.
She patted the seat next to her beckoning me to stop pacing and sit down. She took both my hands then told me we couldn’t go back home. We would never be able to support a family if we did. All of our dreams were based on living in America.
I started to get amped up again at her implying she was willing to sleep with him to be blackmailed. Again she calmed me down convincing me it was our only choice. I asked her when this would start.
Again she lowered her head saying, “Tonight and all weekend. Carol will be home Monday morning.” I stared at her dumbfounded. I thought she would sleep
With him one time and that would be it.
She had to stay upstairs with him from
Friday night until Monday morning. Then I got another guy punch. This would be recurring thing. Mari would be his every weekend Carol was out of town.
Again I raged and paced thinking prison would be better than this. Once again Mari calmed me down saying, “Remember this is only temporary.”
The house above was a one story rancher. Mari would often call me a pervert when I would go into our laundry room which was directly under their bedroom and listen to them having sex.
Their bed creaked a lot and normally soft spoken Carol would get very vocal as they fucked. Stating often how much she loved his big cock. What used to turn me on was now giving me an ulcer.
We sat there a long time in silence. Mari made us some dinner but neither one of us ate. We just picked at our food. Mari got up and went into our bathroom. I could hear the shower running.
I sat there trying to figure out how to stop this nightmare. I failed miserably. She finally came out wear a simple knee length dress. Her hair was still wet and she smelt of lilac. She had a small bag with a change of clothes and her hygiene stuff.
She gave me a hug before walking out the door. I don’t think I breathed out for a few minutes. I felt so helpless and such a failure. I couldn’t protect the one person I loved most in the world.
Over the next half hour or more I couldn’t sit still. I paced all around our apartment. I even walked out side and out to the street thinking it better not to be there. Something drew me back inside.
I sat down to watch tv. But couldn’t turn the volume up. What the hell was wrong with me! Finally, almost in a haze I walked towards our laundry room. I stood there for what seemed like forever.
Finally, I heard his heavy footfalls above my head. He was talking but Mari wasn’t saying anything. I pictured her shaking in fear with her arms wrapped around herself. I started to head to out to go and stop what was about to happen.
Then I heard the bed creak. I froze like a convict in a spotlight. No one was taking but I could tell they were moving around on the bed. Then I heard Mari’s muffled voice and then she gagged.
He had his sick in her mouth! I ran my hand through my hair again pacing back and forth. The bed was creaking slowly and I could hear her gag every once in a while.
This torture finally stopped. There was more movement then she let out a loud squeal. Karl groaned out,”Fuck you have a tight little pussy!”
Mari was yelling it was to big. She couldn’t take it. She shouted again but his groan of pleasure drowned her out. The bed started to creak methodically. A sound I had heard many times before. But rather than feeling lustful. I felt heartache.
The creaking continues to get faster and louder. Karl would let out and occasional grunt. But what caught my attention more was Mari’s squeals and protest changed to sounds of being pleasured.
The squeaking stopped and I thought they were done. Then it started again even louder and more urgent than before. Karl bellowed our,”. That’s it you little white ride my cock!”
I felt my head spin at this point. My young wife was fucking him now. She was make all kinds of noise. Moaning, squealing and panting like she was in a race. She crying out in pleasure.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was suppose d to fuck her non-responding body and it would be over. Again the sounds stopped. Then it was only him and it sounded like he was stroking his cock. Then he came in a series of grunts and groans.
I was shocked that I actually had a hard on. I went into the bathroom and pleasured myself. Afterwards I felt guilty and confused. I laid on our sofa but sleep wouldn’t come onto me.
Sometime later I could hear them fucking again. Mari was clearly enjoying his big cock. I slipped outside and out to the back of the house. I looked in the window. Mari was on all fours with her ass by the edge of the bed.
Karl was fucking her from behind. His big hands gripping her tiny waist. Pulling her back onto his cock. It was noticeably longer and thinker than mine. It was also slick with her cum.
Mari was fracking him back her head was turned back looking up at him. Her mouth was open in a long steady moan. Her eyes were completely glazed over in ecstasy. The scene was so hot. I pulled my hard cock out and strokes myself.
Mari pulled off his cock. She went on her back with her head off the edge. She took his fat cock and started to suck him as he played with her tits and pussy. Karl looked up at the ceiling howling in pleasure as he emptied his balls into my wife’s mouth.
There was no way she would have ever swallowed my cum. She would have killed me if I even tried to cum in her mouth. Karl pulled away saying, “Who’s pussy is this?”
Mari was moving still touching her pussy. She didn’t hesitate responding,”It’s yours anytime you want it.”
I knew it was true. I went back to my bed and finally went to sleep. In the morning I woke with astart as someone stood over me. It was Karl. I pulled away half thinking he was there to off me.
He pulled up a chair saying,”Look I want to apologize for using blackmail to get what I wanted. I really don’t have anything against you other than I wanted her from the first day you moved in. As much as I want her again I won’t hold her to it.”
With that he just got up and left. Shortly afterwards Mari slipped into the apartment. We moved around the place not speaking or looking at each other. Finally, she said my name. I stopped her saying,”You enjoyed fucking him.”
She looked away before looking back at me again. She said,” At first I was terrified. The he took me and it felt so different. He was so big and I thought he would split me in half. Then the pain turned to the most intense pleasure I have ever felt. I tried not to give in but I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry. I love you.”
We both had tears running down our cheeks. I turned away from her and went into our bedroom closing the door behind me. I heard her start to cry heavily and my heart hurt.
I laid there for a long time playing everything over in my mind. I realized I still loved Mari very much. I also realized I loved her getting fucked by Karl.
When I went back out she was asleep on the couch. I watched her sleep think how beautiful she was. She awoke and we talked for a while. When I got to the port where Karl had told me we were off the hook. That she didn’t have to do it again. I noticed something flicker in her eyes. Relief maybe or disappointment.
We sat there again in silence. I finally asked her,”Mari I I asked you too. What you sleep with him again?”
She looked at me as if it were a test or trap. She asked,”You want me to have sex with Karl again?”
It was my turn to look around the room. I told her how it hurt me when it initially happened. But as time went on I was turned on.
Again she asked me,”Ramon are you sure? This isn’t something to joke about.”
I took a deep breath saying,” I’m sure, but I want to watch.”
She said,” I would have to ask him.”
I told her to go ask him. She left the apartment. I t seemed like she was gone forever. I kept second guessing what I had just done. When she hadn’t returned. I got impatient and went up into the house.
He was sitting on his chair. Mari was between his legs sucking his big dick. Was down to her panties. Karl was sipping his scotch watching her head bob up and down. Mari was slurping now.
Karl said,”. She wanted to go back and tell you my answer. I stopped her and told her you would figure it out.”
He told me to grab a beer and have a seat. By the time I got back from the fridge she was bouncing up and down on his fat cock in his favorite chair. Her feet were hooked over his thighs. Her hands were on his broad shoulders. She bounced on hi cock her head was back and she was on the verge of cumming already.
I sat and watched mesmerized as her pussy seemed to be stretched to the max. His cock was lathered up with her juices. She came with a yell and collapsed on his hairy chest.
Karl stood up lifting her with him. She was still impaled on his cock. He fucked her standing in front of me. She was going crazy. Kissing him deeply. He carried her back to the bedroom: I followed watching him lie down as she mounted him.
She bounced and ground on his cock until she came again. Then I watched her suck him off taking his cumin her mouth.
She spent the rest of that night in his bed. I went to the guest room where I
Listened to them fuck once more. Mari was to sore to fuck him on Sunday. We spent they day in our apartment. She gave me a blow job and swallowed.
We lived there two more years. Karl fucked her every-time Carol went out of town. We have been married ten years now. We have had three ones with men and women. I still enjoy watching or listening to her get fucked the most. But those times with Karl were the absolute beat for both of us.
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Well some paperwork to get her into the country was screwed up. The end result was we were told it would take another two years for her to join me. We were twenty and in love. Two years waiting was unacceptable for the both of us.
Long story short I was able to get Mari into the country after two months and some hard earned money. Things started out great. I was working construction making great money. I got into an apprenticeship to become a master electrician.
We had a small two bedroom apartment that was a converted basement. With the landlord and his wife living above us. Mari was very happy making that small place our home. My goal was to get to a place I could afford to by us a house and live the Americans dream.
A little about us, I’m 5’10 with a medium fit build with jet black hair. My lineage is more European than anything else. Mari is a petite 5’5” beauty with more of a South American indigenous ancestry. I say she is petite but her body is perfectly proportioned for her height.
She has long waist length straight black hair. Her breast aren’t large but the were full and firm. With large brown nipples. Her slim waist accentuated her round hips and ass. Her legs were short with firm muscular calves. Her darker complexion and sultry eyes made her look so sensual. Even though she really had no idea she was.
We were both virgins when we had sex the first time with each other. So we were both very inexperienced even after we married. Our landlord Karl was a fifth generation Texan. He was in his early fifties and a former military officer in the army. His wife Carol was a few years younger and a pretty lady.
Karl was still pretty fit and a big guy. Standing about 6’ and about 230lbs. He was pretty intimidating. He was muscular with a big chest, broad shoulders and big arms. If he had one flaw it was a growing beer belly. He still wore his hair in an army crew cut and wore shirts that showed if his many tattoos.
Carol seemed his polar opposite. She was a tall slender red hair beauty. With pale skin sprinkled with freckles. Her breast were a nice size and she had long firm looking legs. She was soft spoken where Karl was loud. She waited on him hand and foot and seemed to enjoy it.
When ever Karl saw us he would always make some remark about how nice Mari looked. Adding I was a lucky man. Mari would thank him. But later tell me he creeped her out. I would always tell her living there was temporary.
Carol would go visit her elderly mother in Iowa one weekend a month. So usually when she left on Friday morning. Mari would leave the house as well as not to be alone with carl just upstairs.
On this particular Friday. I left for work as usual. Mari was going to leave right behind me. But before she could leave Karl stopped by. I got a call from her asking if I could come home early. She seemed shaken. I asked her if she was ok, starting to get worried.
She told me she was fine but needed me to come home immediately. I hadn’t missed a days work in the past. So my foreman can’t me lose early. I made it home in record time.
I found Mari sitting on the sofa. She had been crying and was holding an envelope. I rush to her asking her what was going on. She handed me an envelope containing pictures and paperwork.
Karl has been doing some checking on us. He suspected we might not be in country legally. Well he had some connection in the federal government that provided him evidence that confirmed Mari was undocumented.
Mari was tears eyed when she told me he threatened to turn her in. I cut her off saying I would go talk to him. I would convince him not to. I would pay him more money for his silence.
She shook her head saying she had already pleaded with him for mercy. Again I cut her off saying we can’t go back home. There’s nothing there for us.
She looked down at the floor saying we wouldn’t have to leave. I reminded her Karl wouldn’t listen to her pleas. She looked up at me saying he wants something else from me. I was at a loss what she was talking about. Or at least I was in denial.
I went off threatening every from calling the police to doing him bodily harm. Neither of which would have ended well for us. I took a deep breath telling her we would go back home and try to make things work out.
She patted the seat next to her beckoning me to stop pacing and sit down. She took both my hands then told me we couldn’t go back home. We would never be able to support a family if we did. All of our dreams were based on living in America.
I started to get amped up again at her implying she was willing to sleep with him to be blackmailed. Again she calmed me down convincing me it was our only choice. I asked her when this would start.
Again she lowered her head saying, “Tonight and all weekend. Carol will be home Monday morning.” I stared at her dumbfounded. I thought she would sleep
With him one time and that would be it.
She had to stay upstairs with him from
Friday night until Monday morning. Then I got another guy punch. This would be recurring thing. Mari would be his every weekend Carol was out of town.
Again I raged and paced thinking prison would be better than this. Once again Mari calmed me down saying, “Remember this is only temporary.”
The house above was a one story rancher. Mari would often call me a pervert when I would go into our laundry room which was directly under their bedroom and listen to them having sex.
Their bed creaked a lot and normally soft spoken Carol would get very vocal as they fucked. Stating often how much she loved his big cock. What used to turn me on was now giving me an ulcer.
We sat there a long time in silence. Mari made us some dinner but neither one of us ate. We just picked at our food. Mari got up and went into our bathroom. I could hear the shower running.
I sat there trying to figure out how to stop this nightmare. I failed miserably. She finally came out wear a simple knee length dress. Her hair was still wet and she smelt of lilac. She had a small bag with a change of clothes and her hygiene stuff.
She gave me a hug before walking out the door. I don’t think I breathed out for a few minutes. I felt so helpless and such a failure. I couldn’t protect the one person I loved most in the world.
Over the next half hour or more I couldn’t sit still. I paced all around our apartment. I even walked out side and out to the street thinking it better not to be there. Something drew me back inside.
I sat down to watch tv. But couldn’t turn the volume up. What the hell was wrong with me! Finally, almost in a haze I walked towards our laundry room. I stood there for what seemed like forever.
Finally, I heard his heavy footfalls above my head. He was talking but Mari wasn’t saying anything. I pictured her shaking in fear with her arms wrapped around herself. I started to head to out to go and stop what was about to happen.
Then I heard the bed creak. I froze like a convict in a spotlight. No one was taking but I could tell they were moving around on the bed. Then I heard Mari’s muffled voice and then she gagged.
He had his sick in her mouth! I ran my hand through my hair again pacing back and forth. The bed was creaking slowly and I could hear her gag every once in a while.
This torture finally stopped. There was more movement then she let out a loud squeal. Karl groaned out,”Fuck you have a tight little pussy!”
Mari was yelling it was to big. She couldn’t take it. She shouted again but his groan of pleasure drowned her out. The bed started to creak methodically. A sound I had heard many times before. But rather than feeling lustful. I felt heartache.
The creaking continues to get faster and louder. Karl would let out and occasional grunt. But what caught my attention more was Mari’s squeals and protest changed to sounds of being pleasured.
The squeaking stopped and I thought they were done. Then it started again even louder and more urgent than before. Karl bellowed our,”. That’s it you little white ride my cock!”
I felt my head spin at this point. My young wife was fucking him now. She was make all kinds of noise. Moaning, squealing and panting like she was in a race. She crying out in pleasure.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was suppose d to fuck her non-responding body and it would be over. Again the sounds stopped. Then it was only him and it sounded like he was stroking his cock. Then he came in a series of grunts and groans.
I was shocked that I actually had a hard on. I went into the bathroom and pleasured myself. Afterwards I felt guilty and confused. I laid on our sofa but sleep wouldn’t come onto me.
Sometime later I could hear them fucking again. Mari was clearly enjoying his big cock. I slipped outside and out to the back of the house. I looked in the window. Mari was on all fours with her ass by the edge of the bed.
Karl was fucking her from behind. His big hands gripping her tiny waist. Pulling her back onto his cock. It was noticeably longer and thinker than mine. It was also slick with her cum.
Mari was fracking him back her head was turned back looking up at him. Her mouth was open in a long steady moan. Her eyes were completely glazed over in ecstasy. The scene was so hot. I pulled my hard cock out and strokes myself.
Mari pulled off his cock. She went on her back with her head off the edge. She took his fat cock and started to suck him as he played with her tits and pussy. Karl looked up at the ceiling howling in pleasure as he emptied his balls into my wife’s mouth.
There was no way she would have ever swallowed my cum. She would have killed me if I even tried to cum in her mouth. Karl pulled away saying, “Who’s pussy is this?”
Mari was moving still touching her pussy. She didn’t hesitate responding,”It’s yours anytime you want it.”
I knew it was true. I went back to my bed and finally went to sleep. In the morning I woke with astart as someone stood over me. It was Karl. I pulled away half thinking he was there to off me.
He pulled up a chair saying,”Look I want to apologize for using blackmail to get what I wanted. I really don’t have anything against you other than I wanted her from the first day you moved in. As much as I want her again I won’t hold her to it.”
With that he just got up and left. Shortly afterwards Mari slipped into the apartment. We moved around the place not speaking or looking at each other. Finally, she said my name. I stopped her saying,”You enjoyed fucking him.”
She looked away before looking back at me again. She said,” At first I was terrified. The he took me and it felt so different. He was so big and I thought he would split me in half. Then the pain turned to the most intense pleasure I have ever felt. I tried not to give in but I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry. I love you.”
We both had tears running down our cheeks. I turned away from her and went into our bedroom closing the door behind me. I heard her start to cry heavily and my heart hurt.
I laid there for a long time playing everything over in my mind. I realized I still loved Mari very much. I also realized I loved her getting fucked by Karl.
When I went back out she was asleep on the couch. I watched her sleep think how beautiful she was. She awoke and we talked for a while. When I got to the port where Karl had told me we were off the hook. That she didn’t have to do it again. I noticed something flicker in her eyes. Relief maybe or disappointment.
We sat there again in silence. I finally asked her,”Mari I I asked you too. What you sleep with him again?”
She looked at me as if it were a test or trap. She asked,”You want me to have sex with Karl again?”
It was my turn to look around the room. I told her how it hurt me when it initially happened. But as time went on I was turned on.
Again she asked me,”Ramon are you sure? This isn’t something to joke about.”
I took a deep breath saying,” I’m sure, but I want to watch.”
She said,” I would have to ask him.”
I told her to go ask him. She left the apartment. I t seemed like she was gone forever. I kept second guessing what I had just done. When she hadn’t returned. I got impatient and went up into the house.
He was sitting on his chair. Mari was between his legs sucking his big dick. Was down to her panties. Karl was sipping his scotch watching her head bob up and down. Mari was slurping now.
Karl said,”. She wanted to go back and tell you my answer. I stopped her and told her you would figure it out.”
He told me to grab a beer and have a seat. By the time I got back from the fridge she was bouncing up and down on his fat cock in his favorite chair. Her feet were hooked over his thighs. Her hands were on his broad shoulders. She bounced on hi cock her head was back and she was on the verge of cumming already.
I sat and watched mesmerized as her pussy seemed to be stretched to the max. His cock was lathered up with her juices. She came with a yell and collapsed on his hairy chest.
Karl stood up lifting her with him. She was still impaled on his cock. He fucked her standing in front of me. She was going crazy. Kissing him deeply. He carried her back to the bedroom: I followed watching him lie down as she mounted him.
She bounced and ground on his cock until she came again. Then I watched her suck him off taking his cumin her mouth.
She spent the rest of that night in his bed. I went to the guest room where I
Listened to them fuck once more. Mari was to sore to fuck him on Sunday. We spent they day in our apartment. She gave me a blow job and swallowed.
We lived there two more years. Karl fucked her every-time Carol went out of town. We have been married ten years now. We have had three ones with men and women. I still enjoy watching or listening to her get fucked the most. But those times with Karl were the absolute beat for both of us.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Ramon