SMUGGLED INTO THE U.S. – PT 1 – THE JOURNEY by FrameByFrame

A literotic sexstories: SMUGGLED INTO THE U.S. – PT 1 – THE JOURNEY by FrameByFrame ,
I grew up in a small town in Mexico and needed to get out as soon as I could. My father was fucking me every morning before school, my classmates – and even some teachers – were also copping feels and fucking me whenever they could. I paid some coyotes to smuggle me into a small town in California, but they wanted blowjobs and quick fucks throughout the trip north, too.
I grew up in a small Mexican town just outside of Ixtapa on the west coast of Mexico. My family was very poor, and growing up there was challenging and difficult in many ways. My body started developing about mid-way through high school, and by the time I was a senior, I was fully formed….I had big, 36DD tits, with a narrow waist and medium hips. I was a fairly pretty girl, with long, dark hair, so – as you can imagine – I got a LOT of attention from the boys – and men – in my town.My father was a mean man, and living with him was horrible. Once I started filling out, he would find any excuse to grab my tits, pull on my nipples, and slip his hand between my legs. There were 3 of us in my family…my father, my mother and me. When we ate meals at the dinner table, my father would sometimes pull me onto his lap, slipping his hands under my shirt to squeeze my tits, and even pulling his cock out of his pants and making me stroke it. Once it was hard, he’d pull my shorts down to my knees, then lift me up, spread my legs with his hands, and set me down on his lap so that his stiff rod was shoved into my exposed pussy. Then he’d grab my hips and bounce me on his lap until he shot a load of cum into my cunt. Sometimes he’d have me stay there and eat my meal while sitting on his lap, with his semi-hard shaft still inside me, and cum dripping down his ball sack and onto the floor. My mother was obviously aware of all this, but ignored it. I guess it was just easier than dealing with my father’s anger if she complained.

Fucking at the dinner table wasn’t the only time my father messed with me. Most mornings he’d come into my room before I got up, stroking his fully erect morning wood. He’d slap my face with his stiff dick until I woke up, then he’d shove it into my mouth for a blowjob before I got up to get ready for school. If he slept late, he’d find me in the bathroom and fuck me from behind while I brushed my teeth, slapping and squeezing both of my tits as he shoved his prick in and out of my pussy until he came. I decided not to wear a bra or panties at home anymore because my father would tear them whenever he started grabbing my boobs or shoving his prick into my pussy.

School wasn’t any better. Once my breasts developed, several juniors, seniors, and even teachers, found ways to corner me in the hallways, in the library, or by the gymnasium so they could grab my tits and finger my pussy. Alonzo and Rodrigo were the most aggressive. They were in the same class as me, and they started grabbing my breasts at school as soon as I grew out of my training bra. By the time we were seniors, they loved my heavy hangers, and would stake out my locker by the library, then maneuver me into dark corners where they’d pull up my shirt and bra, and play with my boobs. Depending on the time available, they’d sometimes force me to jerk them off or blow them while they pawed at my tits. Since we were in school, we didn’t have much time, so things usually happened pretty quickly. I guess I was fortunate that they were in too much of a hurry to pull my pants down and fuck me.

After I graduated, I got a job at a little jewelry store in Ixtapa that catered to tourists. The owner was a very nice old man who also seemed infatuated with my big tits. I let him grab and squeeze them and pinch my nipples several times a day, in return for a little bit more money in my weekly pay envelope. He was kind and gentle, so the experience was much different than my father or the obnoxious guys in school. He would just grab a handful of boob whenever the shop was empty. And with the sweetest smile on his face, he’d massage and fondle my breasts for several minutes, pulling gently on the nipples as they stiffened….occasionally pulling up my shirt so he could suck on them. We’d have to be a little careful, though, because his wife would pop into the shop on occasion to bring his lunch or work on the books.

Over the years I had heard from some friends about a way to get out of Mexico and into the US, although it was costly and risky. Nonetheless, I desperately wanted to get out of my little town and find my way to the US. I was convinced that things would be much better there. When I was in my early twenties, I had saved up enough to afford the journey. So I had someone introduce me to the two men in Ixtapa who organized and managed these transports, paid them, and made arrangements to join the next group heading up to California. I knew these were bad men, but I was willing to risk everything to make the trip.

I arrived at the pick-up point with a small satchel, wearing jean shorts and a tank top. I could tell by the way that the men in charge looked me up and down that I hadn’t thought this through very well. But money had been paid and wheels were in motion, so I bit my tongue and went with it.

There were about 18 people – mostly women, but some men – who had paid for transport and were waiting by the truck when I arrived. Victor was the guy in charge, and he told Santiago, the other transport guy, to help the people into the back of the truck. Santiago stood on the back of the truck and helped everyone in. I noticed that, with a lecherous grin on his face, he grabbed the tits of every woman he helped on board.

There were just two of us left to get on the truck, when Victor said, “Nope…you stay with me”, as he pulled me aside. The last woman getting on the truck was several years older than me – maybe 32 – but looked similar….big boobs, nice shape, long dark hair. As I stood there watching, she approached the truck to be loaded, but Santiago stopped her. He sat on the back of the truck with his legs dangling off the edge, and – still with that horrible smile on his face – he pulled open her blouse, ripped off her bra, and started squeezing and pulling on her tits. She put up a feeble resistance, and he slapped her hard across the face, and said “knock it off!” Then, as he continued playing with her big boobs with his left hand, he unzipped his fly with right hand and pulled out his cock. Grabbing the back of her head, he pulled her forward, forcing his dick into her mouth. Then he used his hand behind her head to pull her up and down on his prick, nearly choking her with every stroke.

Still holding my arm to keep me by his side, Victor said, “C’mon, Santiago, we ain’t got all day.”

Santiago said, “Don’t worry, Vic, this won’t take long,” as he kept forcing the woman’s head to bob up and down on his shaft.

After only a couple of minutes, Santiago grunted, pulled her head hard into his groin, and blasted a load of cum down her throat. After he thrust his dick into her mouth several more times, shooting more streams of cum into her mouth until his balls were empty, he said “swallow it, bitch. Then clean me off so we can get going.”

She swallowed as much of his spunk as she could, dribbling some onto her tits hanging outside her blouse, as he finished pumping his stiff rod down her throat. Then, weeping softly, she quickly licked and sucked his cock clean and he zipped up his fly. He helped her up into the truck, giving each of her wobbling tits a final squeeze, then pushed her into her spot on the floor of the truck as she pulled her blouse closed around her big breasts.

Santiago opened the driver’s side door and climbed in, while Victor pulled me into the passenger seat with him. Santiago started the engine, and we began our 16 hour journey to the drop off point in La Presa, a small town outside of San Diego. Almost immediately, Victor pulled me onto his lap so that I was facing out the windshield, and removed my shirt and bra. He began massaging and fondling my big breasts from behind….lifting and squeezing them, and pinching my nipples. As my heavy boobs swung in rhythm to the rocking of the truck cab, Victor reached around the front of my shorts, unbuckled my belt, opened my snaps, and unzipped my zipper. He quickly pulled them off of me, along with my panties, in one smooth motion.

I was now completely naked, sitting on Victor’s lap, and he fingered and fondled every part of my body as we began our journey to southern California. Santiago could barely keep his eyes on the road. He was grinning and laughing as he watched Victor pulling on my tits and nipples, and he even reached over and grabbed a handful of boob on occasion, as well. After a while, Victor said, “that’s enough, Santiago….this one is mine. You can have any of the others, but this one stays with me.”

And with that, Victor unzipped his pants, fished out his big cock….I could feel him stroking himself against my back, as I sat naked on his lap. Then he pushed me down into the footwell under the dashboard, and stuck his prick in my face and said, “start sucking!” He leaned against the back of the seat with his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes while I sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth and began bobbing up and down on his shaft. It was a pretty long cock…about 9”…and thick, too. It was about the same size as my father’s, but definitely bigger than my classmates from school.

I used my tongue on the ridge around the head of his cock as I sucked to encourage a quick climax….I didn’t want to be doing this for 16 hours. Fortunately, Victor came fairly quickly, shooting ropes of cum down my throat, then rocking his cock in and out of my mouth as he enjoyed his orgasm. When he was finished cumming, he said “What’s your name, girl?”

I said, “Sabina”.

He said, “that was nice, Sabina. Now clean off my cock, then come up here and sit on my lap until we make our first stop.”

So, I licked and sucked his cock clean, then climbed onto his lap, and sat there….naked….for the first leg of the trip, while he played with my tits, and occasionally stuck a finger our two up my pussy. After a few hours, I could feel Victor’s dick beginning to grow again, as it shoved its way up between his stomach and my naked butt cheeks, all the way up to my lower back. I thought to myself, “shit, he’s got a big dick!” The jostling of the truck seemed to encourage his erection, and as we were approaching four hours on the road, Victor said, “This is good, Santiago, go ahead and find a side road to pull into.”

A few minutes later Santiago found a side road to pull into, and he and Victor both climbed out of the cab. Victor pulled me down from the cab with him, and took me to the side of the truck. I was still completely naked, and he put his hand on my back and pushed until I was bent over, with my hands on the side of the truck for support. My big boobs were swinging freely beneath me, as he kicked my legs wide, then stepped in between them and rammed his big prick deep into my pussy. He began shoving his dick in and out of me with abandon, grabbing my swaying tits as they crashed into each other from the force of his thrusts.

As Victor pounded me mercilessly, forcing me to grunt with each lunge of his shaft, I could hear Santiago in the back of the truck. He had picked another woman from the group, had her boobs pulled out of her blouse and was forcing her to give him a blowjob, as he plowed his cock into and out of her mouth. Santiago didn’t last long, and when he was about to climax, he sneered and pulled his dick out of her mouth, shooting jizzm all over her face and tits. Then, laughing, he made her lick his shaft clean before zipping up and heading back to the cab of the truck.

After a few more minutes, I could feel Victor picking up the pace of his thrusts and, grabbing my hips, he slammed his cock as deep as it would go and released a huge load of cum into my cunt. He kept pounding away, as his spunk leaked from around his cock and spilled onto the ground between our legs. He spun me around and pushed me to my knees, thrusting his dick into my mouth to be licked and cleaned.

After everyone had used the bushes for a bathroom break, we were all loaded up again, and continued on our journey. We stopped 3 more times before reaching the drop-off point. Each time Santiago picked a different woman from the back of the truck for a blowjob or quick fuck.

Victor kept me naked on his lap the entire trip, fondling my boobs and nipples, and making me stroke his flaccid cock for the whole ride. When his dick got hard during the ride, he’d have me give him a blowjob, or position me on his lap so that his shaft was deep in my pussy. He came about four more times during the trip, so I was constantly stroking, sucking, licking and cleaning until we finally arrived in La Presa.

We were all unloaded at the drop-off point, and I was taken with about half of the others to a house in town where we could stay while we looked for work in or around San Diego. Most of the work I was likely to find would be domestic help….cleaning houses, child care, etc… Well, that would be the next leg of my journey…..and that’s another story.