Slut for Mexicans
written by:
EdFreckman

My wife and I had been married for 3 years and had fallen into a bit of a rut. We both had careers that took up a lot of our time. We lived in a medium sized city. We ended up eating a lot of processed food--crap, really. I started to find myself gaining some weight. Not that I was fat, mind you. At 36, I was in pretty good shape but the lack of exercise and the processed food, I was getting a bit of a paunch.

Heather though, looked amazing. She was 31 and was a tall leggy blonde. She had long thick hair that went down past her shoulder blades. Her hips were wide, her waist thin and her breasts were amazing. They were large and perky--not a bit of sag to them at all. One Christmas I bought some lingerie for her and I guess until then I never paid much attention to her bust size but it was 36DD. She had amazing tits. Her tits were very sensitive too. One of the things I loved to do was to just play with them and suck on them--a few times I even made her cum just doing that.

The economy got bad. Heather lost her job. Finding a new one was tough. I still made a lot of money and we had money saved. We started looking for an investment. We saw a small farm for sale about 45 minutes outside the city. We looked at it. The farmhouse was big and old and had some charm. It had several bedrooms, which was a plus in case we ever decided to have a family. It also had a beautiful old barn and a pond secluded by trees. We also realized that if we raised our own food, we'd eat healthier. So we decided to buy the farm. I would still commute to work in the city but would farm as much as I could. Heather was excited to get back to the earth and work in the fields.

At first, the change of scene alone seemed to bring us closer together. Heather loved the fresh air and the wide open spaces. The first night we spent there, we were lying in bed and she said, "Honey, I don't know what it is, but living out here relaxes me so much....I feel so much better."

"Good," I said, putting my arm around her.

"And you know what else? I feel so much hornier too," she said wagging her ass and kind of rubbing her bare legs together under the covers. I reached over and grabbed one of those amazing breasts and started to fondle it. My cock began to grow to attention and I reached down and took off my boxers and threw them across the room. She began running her hands on my bare chest and said, "You have been looking so sexy as a farmer. There is something so hot about a man working in the field. Working on the land." She reached down and grabbed my cock and began slowly stroking it as we kissed.

Then, without warning, she lifted herself on top of me, and straddled my cock, lowering herself onto it. "Oh yeah, hun," she sighed. "That's what I've been needing. Your cock." She started to rock back and forth, breathing harder, her eyes closed. I reached up and began squeezing both of her erect nipples. The auerole were big and puffy and red. God, I loved the sight, the feel (and the taste) of those tits. She began riding up and down, up and down, the huge tits flopping up and down as she did. She was panting, letting out little sighs. Her rich thick blonde hair being tossed every which way as she fucked me for all she was worth. After about 10 minutes she had worked herself into a frenzy, rocking up and down, hair in her face, screaming.

"YES! FUCK YES! OOOOOOOHHHHHH FUCK! YES! Oh, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna CUUMMMMM!" With that, she let out a shriek and fell forward, breasts mashing my bare chest. She got off of me and lay on the bed out of breath. I was still hard. I needed relief. I straddled her beautiful stomach and placed my dick in between her massive tits. She mashed them close together, the feeling was exquisite. After only a few thrusts, I felt myself getting close and groaned as my seed shot all over her neck and chin. As I got off of her, she scooped up my cum with her fingers and put it in her mouth and swallowed it.

We were having sex more often once we moved to the farm. I was getting so tired though. Farming was hard work.

With the farm came some equipment. I was pretty inept. Thanks to some of my neighbors, I learned how to plant crops. Neighbors helped me. I learned a lot from them. The tough thing is I was driving 45 minutes to work and back each day then coming home and farming. It was a very difficult situation.

We made friends with some of the neighbors, particularly a couple named Jack and Marie. Jack was in his mid-40s. He was a tall, thin, muscular guy with a shaved head. Marie was also in her mid-40s--dark haired, thin, chestless with dark bags under their eyes. Some nights we went to their house and played cards. Mostly though, they helped us to get accustomed to farm life.

We had planted about 15 acres of beans and they were starting to grow. Jack warned me that we needed to spray them to keep the weeds away. Neither Heather nor I liked the idea of spraying. He told us, "Suit yourself--but then you're gonna be in there all summer hoeing."

"We can do that," I told him.

After a day or two, we realized that it was an overwhelming job. Heather and I couldn't do it ourselves. One day I was telling this problem to Jack and he nodded and said, "Well, I'll tell you what---in a few weeks, the Mexicans come up here to do work. Migrant workers. I got a whole bunch of them on my place. I know 'em well. They're good workers. I'll talk to 'em and see if any of them want to help you out."

"Well--I mean, even two extra hands would be good," I said. "Can you get two guys--strong guys, hard workers---to come over to my place?"

"OK, I can get a few guys for you," Jack said.

"Is this legal?" I asked. I had heard a lot of news about illegal workers.

Jack didn't really answer. He looked away and murmured something about the weather.

Then he looked down and murmured, "I'll let you know when they're here. But you're going to have to board them at your place--that's probably the best way."

OK.

About a week and a half passed. It was a Saturday morning when Jack came to the door with two young Mexican workers. He introduced them as Juan and Javier.

They were both muscular. Juan was about 18 and had very dark skin. He was thin but built.

Javier had a larger build, but also was muscular. He was a little taller than Juan and lighter skinned. Both guys had dark hair. I couldn't help but notice Heather eyeing them up as we were introduced.

As I shook hands with Javier, I said "Pleased to meet you."

Juan spoke up and said, "He doesn't speak English. I'm the only one who speaks English."

"Ah," I said. "Well we don't speak Spanish."

Heather gave me a funny look. Heather didn't understand a word of Spanish beyond "gracias" and "burrito." I had taken 3 years of Spanish in high school and also took some Spanish classes later, so I knew the language. I couldn't speak it well, but I knew it well enough to understand it. I watched the Spanish language TV shows a lot to test my knowledge of the language and I still understood it. (Truthfully I liked to watch the hot women on the Spanish channels. Natalia Domestico was the only woman with breasts that could compare to my Heather.) I didn't want the guys to know I spoke Spanish. I was quite curious to hear what they'd say if they didn't know I understood them.

We showed the guys to their respective bedrooms. Then the four of us went to the field to hoe beans.

Heather was wearing a loose fitting white T-shirt and very tight red shorts. Her long beautiful legs were shown off to great effect. As she worked the rows, she would bend over and I noticed the guys peeking at her ass as they worked. This happened several times. The guys started speaking in Spanish as they worked. From what I could make out, they were talking about her ass. It sounded like Juan said to Javier (in Spanish) that she had an amazing ass. It sounded like Javier said he'd like to fuck that ass. They were fairly quiet as we continued to work.

That night when Heather and I were in bed, she said to me, "Those guys are cute, aren't they?"

I said, "Well they sure like you?"

"Why?"

"Oh, they were talking about you."

"What did they say about me?" she wanted to know.

"They like the way you look," I said.

"Yeah?" she asked. "They said that? You heard them say that?"

"Well it was more explicit than that," I said.

"Tell me," she said. "I want to know."

I laughed, "Don't get mad. I'm just the messenger."

"What did they say?" she asked.

"They like your ass?"

"What?!"

"Javier said he'd like to fuck you from behind."

"What?!" she asked.

"Are you mad?" I asked her.

Long pause. "Actually, it kind of turns me on," she admitted, quietly.

I reached down and felt between her legs. She was getting wet. With my index and middle fingers I began to rub her clit. "Knowin the Mexicans want to fuck you turns you on?" I asked.

"Oooh. They BOTH want to fuck me? They said that?"

"I don't know. Probably. They were both looking at your ass a lot as you bent over."

"Ooooh, right there," she said. "Mmmmm, yeah." She reached over and grabbed my hardening cock and begn to stroke it. I leaned forward and we kissed, making out wildly. We were both on fire with lust---her with the thought that Juan and Javier wanted to fuck her....and strangely it was the same with me. Funny how your wife seems even more attractive when you know that others are dying to fuck her.

I quickly mounted her and plunged my hard cock into her very ready pussy. "Oooooh," she squealed, as I did. It was so wet, I plunged right in. We were both so horny that there was no going slow. We fucked like maniacs. Her moans started out quiet and then built as did the rhythm of my hips hitting her hips ever time I slammed my dick back into her.

"Oh. Oh. Ohhh. Ohhh. OHHHHH! OH YES! OH FUCK ME! FUCK!" Her nails dug into my back. Both of her heels pressed into my ass cheeks urging me to fuck her harder. She came with a loud cry that I'm sure both guys must have heard from their respective bedrooms. That sent me over the edge and I came a moment later, flooding her with my seed.

The next day was Monday. I had to go to work.

It was a long day at work. I couldn't get it out of my mind--how turned on both of us were the night before--all because some other guys were lusting after her.

That night I got home late. Heather and I cuddled in bed and talked of how our days had gone.

"I was very naughty today," she told me.

"What? What did you do?"

"When I went out in the field to work with Juan and Javier, I wore that white tank top and my cut off jean shorts," she said.

I knew the tank top she meant. It was very low cut. It showed off her cleavage well. Through the white fabric, you could usually see her wide aureole and perky nipples poking out. It was a shirt she usually wore around the house when it was just me and her. Something she never wore in front of others.

"You fucking pricktease," I said to her.

She laughed. "Every time I bent over, there eyes just about bugged out. I know they were looking."

"I'm sure they were," I said. "They're probably jacking off right now thinking about it."

"Oooooh, you think so?" she cooed.

I started playing with her tits as I told her, "I know so."

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, reacting to me playing with her breasts. "I wonder what they were saying. They were talking in Spanish a lot and I couldn't understand what they said. Honey, what does 'tetas' mean?"

I smiled, "Tits. They were talking about your tits."

"They kept saying that word," she said. "I kept hearing it and I didn't know what it meant." I leaned forward and sucked on one of her nipples, pinching the other one. "Yeah, they like your tits," I murmured. I felt her hand begin stroking my dick which was already quite hard. Soon, she mounted me, sinking down onto my throbbing cock. She felt so warm and wet. She rocked back and forth slowly, working herself up to an orgasm. We took our time and were both sweaty and exhausted by the time we both came.

The next day I worked a long shift again.

That night when Heather and I were in bed, I asked her, "So--what happened today?"

She said, "I was so naughty again today. Not only did I wear that tank top and those same shorts....now don't get mad..."

I couldn't wait to hear what came next. "Who's mad?" I asked. "You make me horny with your teasing."

She giggled and said, "Well---it's hot out there. In the sun. I always put sunscreen on. Well, today I asked the guys if they could help me."

"Did they?"

"Mmmmmmmhmmmm," she nodded. "I told them I couldn't reach on my back and shoulders and the guys rubbed the sunscreen in. Their hands were so rough and huge. Felt so amazing rubbing all over my smooth skin. Then I told them I needed some on the back of my legs. Juan took one leg and Javier took the other. They rubbed their hands all up and down the backs of my legs while I stood there. Then I took some of the sun screen and bent way over, rubbing it into the front side of my legs. The guys were behind me and I know their faces were only inches away from my ass as they rubbed that stuff into my skin."

"Then what happened?" I asked.

"Then I told them I should help them. The guys took their shirts off and I rubbed the sunscreen onto their backs. Then I rubbed it onto their fronts--all over there chests, their stomachs. Oh God, their bodies are so hard. They must work out so much. I was getting so turned on, standing there, rubbing my hands all over their bodies."

My dick was ready to burst. "Then what happened?" I asked.

"Then we went out into the field to work," she said.

"Nothing more?"

"You seem disappointed."

"Well...I just wondered if more happened after that."

"No. They looked at me a lot. They talked in Spanish with each other a lot. But nothing else happened."

"I want you to do something," I told her.

"What?"

"Tease them a little."

"More than I already have?" she grinned.

"Oh yeah. Here," I handed her a skin lotion she had on the bed stand. "I want you to put this in your robe pocket. Then I want you to go into Juan's room and ask him if he needs anything--more covers or pillows or anything. Then I want you to ask him to rub this on your back."

She looked at me quizzically. "You really want me to do that?"

"And then come back here and tell me everything," I told her.

"This is really turning you on, isn't it?" she asked.

I handed her her robe, "Just do it."

She had been wearing a T-shirt and underwear. I told her to take off the T-shirt and just wear the underwear and put the robe on over that. She did. She tied the robe in a way that just a hint of cleavage was visible. The white robe stopped about 3 inches above her knee. She put the lotion in her pocket and said, "Be back soon." We kissed. She left.

I lay there, wishing I could see what was happening. I began slowly stroking myself thinking about how turned on these young guys were getting by my wife's teasing. I looked at the clock. Five minutes passed. Ten. Fifteen. It was driving me nuts. What was going ON in there. I had to know. Just as I started to get out of bed to go down the hall, Heather ran into the room, wide-eyed with a weird grin on her face.

"Holy shit," she whispered.

"What?! What happened?" I asked.

"I went into Juan's room and asked if there was anything I could get for him--just like you said. He said no, and gracias. I went and sat down on the side of the bed and told him how much I appreciated him putting the sunscreen on today. I told him I needed his help again. I handed him the lotion and asked him to rub it into my back. I then laid down on my stomach on the bed next to him and pulled down my robe. He started to apply the lotion into my neck and shoulders, giving me one hell of a massage. Then she shocked me---he moved over me in such a way that he was straddling my ass."

"He what?!" I whispered.

"He was only wearing briefs and I could feel his dick straining through the material. I could feel it poking into my ass. As he rubbed my back, he was rocking back and forth on my ass, dry humping it through his underwear. I was getting so horny..."

"Did he fuck you?" I asked breathlessly.

"I want you to fuck my now," she said. With that I was on top of her, thrusting in and out of her very wet pussy. We were both so turned on and worked up. It didn't take long for us to both cum.

As we lay there afterwards, I said, "What happened then?"

She said, "Nothing--he kept massaging my back. I was wondering if he'd try to reach down and feel the sides of my tits--but he didn't. It all felt so good but after a while I realized I had done this long enough and I pulled up the robe, thanked him and left."

The next night as we lay in bed, I couldn't wait to learn what had transpired during the day while I was at work. I was shocked to hear Heather tell me, "Nothing." She had felt uneasy about how far things had gone the night before. It felt good, but she felt guilty. She told the guys she had stuff to do in the house and wouldn't be joining them to work in the field that day. Nothing else happened, she said.

"You seem disappointed," she said.

"I don't know what it is--I've just been so fucking turned on by all this teasing you've been doing with them," I said.

"Well, you're not the only one. God, they're both so fucking hot," she said. "Sometimes I feel myself getting wet just watching them work in the field."

I got an idea. I handed her the lotion again. "Tonight go into Javier's room---ask him to rub it into your back."

"He doesn't even understand English," she protested.

"Just try it. And then tell me what happens."

She took the bottle of lotion and left our room. I lay back on the bed again and waited. I looked down at my rigid dick and slowly stroked it, imagining what must be happening. I looked at the clock. Ten minutes had passed. Soon it was 20 minutes since she had left the room. Suddenly she burst into the room looking a bit disheveled and out of breath.

"What happened?!" I asked.

She told me that she had gone into his room and showed him the bottle of lotion and motioned that she wanted him to rub it into her back. A little wary of what had happened the previous night with Juan, she didn't lay down on the bed. She sat upright on the edge of the bed and carefully lowered the back of her robe down. Unlike Juan, Javier started rubbing the lotion into her lower back. Rubbing her back hard with his strong fingers. Then he worked upward toward her shoulder blades and shoulders.

"It felt so good," she said. "I was sitting there with my eyes closed, kind of in a daze and all at once, I realized his hands had gone far beyond my shoulder blades. Slowly, slowly, he had worked them over the shoulders toward my breasts. By the time I realized what was happening, he was sensually rubbing all over my tits--squeezing them--oh God it felt so good. Then I felt something poking into my back. His cock was poking into my back as he was grabbing and squeezing my tits from behind. I felt myself involuntarily begin to moan and I realized his fingers were getting close to my nipples.....it was getting to be too much---and I said gracias and got up and ran out of the room."

I reached over and started squeezing her nipples. She closed her eyes and moaned. She leaned forward and placed her lips around my cock and started sucking, her head bobbing up and down on my dick. I ran my fingers through her thick, blonde hair as she sucked my penis. The slurping sounds filled our room as I reached over squeezing her breasts. After a few minutes, I erupted into her mouth. She swallowed every last drop, licking up the wetness around the head.

After the expert blow job, I lay back in bed and fell asleep. I must have been asleep for a couple of hours. I'm not sure. But I woke up with the sounds I will never forget for the rest of my life.

In another room, I heard a sound of something hitting the wall. Wham. Wham. Wham. Wham.

Then I heard a woman's voice moaning.

"Ohhh. Ohhh. Yeah. Yeah. OHHHHHHH! OHHH!" I heard a loud squeal and I realized, "That's Heater!"

I sat up and looked at her side of the bed. She wasn't there.

I got up and put my ear to the wall.

Wham. Wham. Wham. I heard something said in Spanish that I couldn't make out through the wall. Then I continued to hear her moaning, squealing and mewing.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh! YES! OH GOD YES! JAVI! JAVI! Don't stop! OH YEAH! FUCK! OOOOOHHHHH!"

Then I heard the scream that I knew so well--the sound of her yelling out--she came. I heard a few more whams against the wall. Then I heard a male let out a guttural groan and the noise fell silent.

My mind was racing. What the FUCK?! She was fucking Javier behind my back?! And why was I so fucking turned on? My cock was so hard it could have hammered nails.

I wanted to burst into Javier's room and beat the shit out of him. And part of me wanted to just listen to the wall and hear what happened next.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and in walked Heather. She stopped dead in her tracks, like a deer in the headlights when she saw me. There I stood, ear to the wall, hard dick in my hand.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Indignantly, I asked, "What are YOU doing?!"

She looked like she was about to cry. "You heard?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry, hun."

"What the FUCK?!"

"It isn't like you think," she said.

"I fall asleep and you run off to Javier's room to fuck him," I said. "What else is there TO think?! Have you been fucking them every day in the field behind my back?!"

She sat down on the bed. I sat down next to her.

"No. No. I was lying here after you fell asleep. And I reached over for my skin lotion. It wasn't there. I realized I left it in Javier's room. So I snuck in there to get it. I spied it on his bedstand. I walked over there to get it. I thought he was fast asleep. But as I reached over to grab it, I felt a hand grab my arm. He pulled me onto the bed with him. I tried to push him away but he put his strong arms around me and whispered something to me in Spanish. He kissed my neck. I still tried to fight and I told him no. He started licking my face. Then. Oh hun, I..." she leaned forward and put her face in her hands.

"What happened next?" I asked.

"I don't know why but I turned to look at him and stuck out my tongue at him--he took it as an invitation. Our tongues met. Then we met in a deep long French kiss. I felt his hand reach down in between my legs and he was rubbing my pussy with his hand. Then he pulled my robe open completely and his head went to my nipples. He started sucking on them and somehow involuntarily I found myself putting my hand on the back of his head to encourage him. I knew I had to get out of there but it felt so fucking good. Then I felt a finger enter me. His thumb was working my clit as his middle finger entered into my wet pussy. He was really working me to a frenzy. Oh God, he knew what he was doing. All the time he was gently biting and sucking on my nipples."

"Did he make you cum?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yeah--but that was only the first time. Once he got me off with his fingers, I laid there and the next thing I knew he was crawling in between my legs. He was completely nude. I reached down and felt the longest cock I had ever felt in my life. God that thing was big. I grabbed hold of it and started to tell him no, but he leaned forward and started sucking on my fucking nipples again and I was putty in his hands. I felt his hips manuevering into position between my legs and I felt that long rigid pole touch my leg and I moved my leg to get it away from that dick but that just opened my legs wider and encouraged him more. Then I felt the head start to enter me. At first that's all he could put in was the head. GAWD! It was SO BIG!"

I was involuntarily stroking my own cock as she told her story.

"He kept working his way in--inching a little in and a little out---then all at once he plunged all the way in and I squealed. I felt so full. He was murmuring stuff in Spanish. I didn't understand it but it turned me on. His cock filled me up so much. Then he started to fuck. Like a jackhammer. He was pounding me so hard and it felt so good. I reached up and touched his hard torso as he fucked me. Then he pulled out and repositioned himself on his elbows so he could keep licking my tits. Oh he's so good at that. He entered me at kind of an angle and slowly rotated his hips around, never quite pulling out. I can't describe it--it was out of this world. Then he started pounding me again. I don't know for how long but I was in heaven. Completely lost control. I came so hard, hun. Then he came inside of me. He laid there on top of me for a moment and the reality of what I had just done hit me. He pulled out and rolled off of me and I quickly grabbed the lotion and ran out of the room."

I pulled her robe back. I could see his cum was seeping out of her pussy. It might be disgusting but I knew I had to have her right then. I told her to bed over the side of the bed and I stood up and entered her pussy from behind. It was so soggy and wet. I could barely feel the walls of her pussy, he had stretched her so much. I was so turned on though. It didn't take me long to shoot my wad inside of her.

The next day at work, I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened and wonder about what was happening back home. My mind kept drifting to those sounds I heard through the wall.

That night as we lay in bed, I asked her what had happened during the day. At first she didn't want to tell me. I convinced her to tell me.

"Well--the boys were working in the field. I stayed in the house. Then Juan came in to use the bathroom. After he came out of the bathroom, he came up behind me--I was at the sink in the kitchen doing dishes. He came up behind me. I could feel his cock poking into my ass and he put his arms around me. I asked him what the hell he thought he was doing. He said, 'Don't play coy--I know what you did with Javier. Don't I get a little lovin', sexy lady?'"

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I'll tell you but you have to promise not to get mad," she said.

"Okay," I nodded.

"Promise?"

"I promise," I said.

She continued, "Well, I told him I couldn't---that that was a one time thing and I wasn't doing it again. He didn't take that for an answer. He kept grinding his crotch into my ass and his hands worked upwards toward my tits. I tried to push them down but he was so strong, I couldn't. Then he started kissing my neck. Mmm. That cock grinding into my ass, straining through our clothes....his hands trying to feel my tits through the flimsy material of my tank top. I finally turned and told him to stop and he put his hands down but didn't back away. I told him I could jack him off maybe but then he'd have to get right back to work."

"And he agreed to this?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yes. I went to our room to get the lotion--and he followed me. When I bent over to pick up the bottle of lotion he dropped his shorts and walked toward me. His brown cock was jutting right out. It was pretty average size but it was very fat. Very big around. I took the lotion and put some in my hand. He sat on the bed and I began to rub it into his rigid cock. I began to stroke him and as I did, he reached over and began squeezing my tits. The whole situation was so naughty--I was getting really turned on. Don't get mad...."

"What?! What did you do?!" I demanded.

"I took off my shirt. I showed him my tits. He leaned forward and started licking all over the nipples and squeezing them as I jacked him off. It was too much--I don't know what got into me--I got in between his legs and wrapped my tits around Juan's fat cock and he started to really fuck my tits. Oh, it felt amazing. He wanted me to suck it but I told him no. I squeezed his dick tighter between my tits and pretty soon he let out a grunt and spurted cum all over them. He laid back on the bed out of breath. I went into the bathroom and cleaned up. While I was doing that, he went back outside to work."

"Holy shit--you let him tit fuck you on our bed?" I asked.

"Are you mad?" she asked.

"Shit. I....I don't know what I feel right now. I'm horny. I'm jealous. I'm.....I don't know." I looked at her and said, "Did you enjoy it?"

She looked down and nodded.

I told her, "Look--will you do me a favor?"

"Anything---what can I do to make it up to you, hun?" she asked.

"I want to see. I want to see what happens. Now look--I'm going in the closet. I'm going to watch through the crack. I want you to go into Javier's room. Tell him you need some lotion on your back but that he needs to come in here to apply it."

"How do I tell him? No hablo ingles," she said.

"I don't know--pull him by the arm and drag him in here. I don't know. I just. I need to see this."

Was it crazy or sick? I wanted so badly to see my wife get fucked by another man. I went into the closet and stood there quietly watching through a crack. A lamp was on in the corner of the room. Pretty soon, Heather emerged wearing that robe--pulling Javier by the arm behind her. She shut the door. She handed him the lotion. Turning her back to him, she removed the robe and laid down, face down on the bed---crossways--her feet hanging off the side of the bed. She was wearing nothing but a lacy pair of black underwear.

Javier looked at her amazing, fine body laying in front of him. He was just wearing a T-shirt and boxers. He removed the T-shirt. Stepped out of the boxers. I could see a very long brown cock jutting out in front of him. He put some lotion in his hand and got on the bed, straddling her--his huge cock poking into the material in the crack of her ass. He started to massage her back slowly, sensually. She let out a satisfied groan as he did. His hips rocked back and forth on her ass as he did--dry humping her ass cheek.

Soon, he reached down under her, playing with her tits. She started to moan now. Eyes closed. His dry humping became faster. I was fondling my erection watching the scene play out in front of me.

Javier reached down and tugged at her underwear--ripping it off--not caring that he tore the material--just wanting to get at his prize--like an excited boy on Christmas.

Slowly I saw her ass inch upwards, giving him an invitation. He stood on the floor again and slowly inserted that long cock into her from behind. She let out a low moan. She shuddered. He thrust in and pulled back. He fucked her like this at a slow pace for a while, her moans echoing through the room in a steady rhythm. Then all at once he said something to her in Spanish and motioned for her to change positions. She lay back on the pillows on her back, legs apart. He climbed in between her logs, huge dong leading the way and he inserted it back into her waiting pussy.

From my vantage point, I could see his brown hairy ass thrusting and realeasing--her white long legs wrapped around them--soon her feet grinding into his ass and her fingernails scratching his back. They bobbed up and down on the bed, the springs of the bed creaking, the sounds of their pelvises meeting every time they met....and above it all were her cries: "Oh yes! YEAH RIGHT THERE! Oh. Oh Javi! Oh Javi, I love it! It's so good! Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes! OH Javi! Keep going! Keep fucking my tight pussy!" And fuck her he did--just when I thought he might be slowing down, he picked up his stamina again and she was wailing like a banshee. She was cumming on his cock. His thrusting continued for a little while longer until he yelled out something, grunted and fell on top of her in a heap--he was spent. The lay there for a few minutes holding each other. Kissing. Then he pulled his cock out of her soggy open pussy--his juices spilling right out of her. He lay next to her for a moment. I had come in my hand as I watched. I was so turned on by the sight, I couldn't help it.

Soon she got up, put on her robe and pulled Javier back to his room. I emerged from the closet. I got into bed and waited for her. She didn't come back right away. Soon I heard that sound from the other night. Wham. Wham. Wham. Wham.

Then the yells, "Javi! Oh Javi! Yes! Oh! It's so big! Harder! YES! YES! Oh! Oh! It's so good!"

They were fucking AGAIN!

And to my surprise I was HARd again. I got up, putting my ear against the wall--standing there jacking off listening to my wife's moans and wails as this Mexican kid fucked her again. What the hell had I done?! Had I created a monster?! Was this a good thing or had it gone too far?! The fucking this time went on longer. The slamming against the wall must have gone on for a good 25 minutes. Then I heard her cum again.

A few minutes later, she came into the room--a sweaty wet mess. Cum dripping down her bare leg.

"Happy?" she asked. I wasn't sure if she was annoyed or exhausted.

She dropped onto the bed. She exhaled.

I said, "Did you enjoy it?"

She stared at the cieling. She silently nodded. Then she turned toward me and said, "Honey--I really did."

I grabbed her hand.

"I'm glad." My dick was still hard. She was too much of a mess down there to fuck--she was afraid she'd be sore as it was. And so she lovingly gave me a wonderful blow job. Slowly--carefully. Something in that blow job reassured me that though she had had enjoyed fucking the Mexicans, her heart belonged to me.

We fell asleep holding each other.

The next day I had to go to work but I couldn't. I drove toward a store about 5 miles from the farm. I parked. I called work and told them I was sick and that I wouldn't be in today. I really wanted to spy on Heather. I wanted to see what was going to happen next. Did I unleash a monster? I needed to see what was happening. I sat there thinking about what to do next. The images, the sounds, rattled around my head. I must have sat in that store parking lot for an hour--feeling bewildered. Not sure what to think.

I left my car at the store and began walking toward the farm. Maybe I could walk back and sneak up on them. I had been walking for a few miles and an old beat up pickup truck pulled up. A bearded guy in overalls said "Need a lift buddy?" I thought about it. It was a hot day.

"Sure."

I got in the car and told him to just let me off about a quarter mile down the road from the house. I snuck through a field, hid behind a patch of trees. Javier was out in the field working. I didn't see Juan. I didn't see Heather. Soon, Jack's truck pulled in the driveway. Interesting. Jack looked around. Then it was like his head turned in a hurry--like he heard something in the barn. He walked in that direction slowly. He stood by the open bar door, looking inside for a long time--not moving. Then he kind of looked down and walked away. A moment later I saw Juan and Heather emerge through the barn door. Juan was zipping up his pants as he came out. Heather looked like she was trying to get some pieces of hay out of her hair. Jack said something to her. He moved closer. Then Jack and Heather went into the barn together. I carefully snuck across the yard, behind some other trees and then went to the barn. I peeked through the crack between the boards in the side of the barn. Jack was standing close to Heather. Now I could hear them.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said.

"Don't give me that shit. You were on the hay wagon fucking Juan when I came in."

"No, you must be mistaken," she said as innocently as she could.

"Don't give me that. Your legs were up in the air--he was on top of you fucking you like there was no tomorrow. You were yelling for more."

"Look--Jack---you can't tell anyone about...."

"You want to shut me up? You don't want me to say anything?"

He moved forward and put his arms around her hips. Their faces were close.

"You were yelling for more," Jack said. "I can give you more."

"No, I can't," she said, pushing at his chest.

"You just did with Juan. Or wait--do you just fuck Mexicans. I'm one quarter Mexican. My grandmama was from south of the boarder. Does that make me more appealing to you?"

She tried to break away but he wasn't letting go.

"Look it's a big misunderstanding," she said. "Let me go."

"I've seen the way you wear those low cut tops," he said. "I've seen your teasing. Imagine how hurt I am--I've been a good friend of yours and you never offered me any of that sweet pussy of yours. And now you're fucking total strangers like Juan."

"Let me go."

"You shouldn't fuck your workers, Heather. You should let them let out all their pent up sexual energy in the field. It's getting late in the season and you got a lot of weeds out there. I go past here and only see one guy working out there. Is that why? You come in here and fuck the help senseless?"

"Look," she said. "I made a mistake. I shouldn't have done that. Please be quiet about it. I don't want the whole neighborhood to think I'm some kind of a slut. I'm not like that."

"Only a slut for Mexicans?" he said. "Shit, I still remember Spanish words my grandmama used to say. Yo trabojo senora....you like that?" He moved his face down and started to kiss her neck.

"Jack, no," she said.

He didn't stop kissing her neck. Her arms slowly went from trying to push him away to slowly rubbing up and down his chest. Soon she turned her head and began to kiss him. It was a deep passionate kiss. She put her arms around him and pulled her head close to hers. His hands reached down and cupped her ass cheeks. "Senora, I've wanted to fuck your brains out since I saw you," he murmured.

She groaned. "Oh, Jack, we shouldn't."

"You're horny as fuck. I can see that. And so am I. I never fuck my wife anymore. Obvioulsy, you like some on the side."

"No, no, that's not it, it's just...."

His head moved in and they kissed again for a long time. He lifted up her shirt and pulled it over her head, throwing it to the side. He stood back for a second taking in the sight of her massive tits. "Holy shit girl," he said. "Never seen a rack like that before." He moved in, sucking on them, kissing them, savoring them. Then he commanded her to get on the hay wagon. There was a blanket laid out on it. They both climbed up on it. He told her to get into doggy position. He removed his pants, revealing a medium sized but very thick erection. He moved in behind her thrusting into her all at once. "Oh Jack! Oh, that's nice!" she said.

He started fucking her at a very steady pace. She was letting out moans and groans. The sound was echoeing throughout the barnyard. Soon I saw a silhouette of a figure walk in the barndoor. At first I couldn't see who it was but then I made out that it was Javier. He watched the fucking for a while and as he did, removed his clothes, revealing his erection. He stood a few feet away watching Jack fuck Heather from behind. All at once Jack yelled, "I'm gonna cum!" and he pulled out and spurted his load across her back. As soon as he fell back, Javier jumped into his place. I heard her yell, "There it is! My FAVORITE COCK!" She looked back at him with a look of lust. "Ooooh yeah! Oooooh! I've wanted this cock! " Javier kept fucking her.

Jack was now hard again and he moved in front of her, offering his dick to her mouth. She enthusiastically sucked on it as Javier slammed her from behind. Soon she was screaming, the sound muffled around Jack's dick. Javier's fucking got more frantic and soon he groaned and released his load inside of her. Jack erupted a moment later and she sucked every drop. The three lay on the wagon for a few moments and I heard Jack say, "You are one hell of a slut."

She laughed and said, "I wasn't before. It's something that's only happened in the last few weeks. But now...." she reached over for Javier's cock, stroking it, bringing it back to life. "I'm going to need more than just my husband...."

I was so incredibly turned on right then. I wasn't sure what would happen next....