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STORY TITLE Border Control
AUTHOR Dakota Langdon
CODES impreg, mild nonconsentual
DATE ADDED 20th August, 2006
AUTHOR EMAIL wescot@yahoo.com
 

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Ethan was a discouraged and just plain down and out man. Just two days earlier he had lost his job as Office manager for the leading temp agency in Texas, which recently started a new contract with the government hiring and training workers for border control. Only weeks ago things were going good with orders up, revenue steady, and bonus checks coming from every which way. How was Ethan supposed to know that one of the temp’s he placed in the border control program had ulterior motives. What had happened was two weeks prior to Ethan being let go he had hired a young man by the name of Alejandro Meja. The young man possessed all of the qualifications needed, interviewed well, scored high on the tests, what more could be asked? On the second of training as it turned out, Alejandro was caught talking with some Mexican residents, just across the border, who were relatives looking for a way into the states. This was clearly supposed to be perfection in the making. Alejandro could get his relatives into the states, make a good living, and put a strong mark on his resume, all at the same time. This was all perfect, except that talking on the phone, aiding illegal immigrants across the border is certainly not a good way to start a job. When word got to Ethan of what had happened he was dumbfounded, and enraged. Immediately Alejandro was called into his office. “What in would possess you to do such a thing”? Ethan asked. You have a golden opportunity in front of you, and you’re blowing it. Alejandro explained that he desperately wanted to bring his aunt and uncle, and their neighbors to the states, to help give them the opportunity that he was given by his parents, to live the American dream. He went on to explain that he was not happy with his marriage and that by bringing over some more of his family, that this may help calm things at home with him and his wife, so that she would have someone else to visit with when he’s at work, and running errands. Ethan explained he sympathized with him, but unfortunately he would have to let him go. Alejandro was devastated. “please sir, give me a second chance, I will do anything, whatever it takes to make things right” Alejandro pleaded. “Thank you for your services, we’ll call you if any other job opportunities come up” Ethan stated. It was too late, the damage had been done and Ethan escorted him out of the building and sent him on his way. How was Alejandro going to explain things to his wife? What would he tell her? 1001 thoughts ran through his mind driving home to his wife, but what was done, was done. Ethan meanwhile moved on with his day. Though upset he had to loose a good worker, there were hundreds more waiting to take his place. The problem was that because of hiring Alejandro in the first place, because of putting the agency in a compromising position, his days were numbered. Two weeks later Ethan was let go. No truly good reason, no true fault of his own, he simply made a bad judgment call in the eyes of the temp agency. Ethan was now walking the same walk, down the same path that Alejandro walked down only weeks ago. Little did he know that his life was about to change in more ways then he could ever imagine.

It was a Monday now as Ethan was driving from office to office, putting in his resumes wherever he thought he might have a chance of getting employed. As usual, he wore the conservative yet modern business attire. White button down shirt, tie, khaki slacks, hush puppies, dressy yet comfortable. After six hours of pounding the pavement he was getting visibly tired and worn out. It was a hot and humid 110 degrees outside, and the weather was taking its toll on him. Ethan got back into his Audi A6 and headed for home. Driving home with the a/c on full blast was like heaven after a long day under a scorching Texas sun, though it didn’t last long. After having driven just over eight miles outside of the city, he noticed a whining noise coming from underneath the hood of the car. It starts out as just a noise, but he then started smelling something burning. Fearing that the car was going to catch on fire he quickly pulled over to the side of the road. He realized he needed to open the hood and see what was going on, but was having trouble even finding the hood latch, good start he thought. After fumbling around for a minute he found the latch and opened the hood. What he seen was completely foreign. Melted and frayed rubber, an awful smell, and smoke coming from underneath a pulley of some sort. Not good. No good would come out of staring at something he couldn’t fix, so he decided to call a wrecker and go from there. Only problem was, Texas deserts are not the most hospitable places for cell phones, as Ethan soon found out. He was stranded and he knew it. He decided the best thing to do would be to wait it out until someone came along, that could at the very least make a phone call for him, or perhaps even give him a ride. He sat back in his car and used up what was left of the slightly cool air, then realized he would have to bake in the sunlight once again. 30 minutes went by, then an hour. Nothing. The heat was unbearable, as the heat of 5:30 pm!
was at about the peak of the day. 6:00 came and went; nearly two hours had gone by. Ethan began loosing hope; he was starting to think he might have to camp out in his forty thousand dollar car that wasn’t operable. It was at that moment that he began to see what looked like a red pickup truck off in the distance but heading in his direction. Hope began to come back, and he wasn’t about to take a chance on missing this truck. As it got closer he began to jump up and down, waving his hands back and forth, as if he was bringing in a jumbo jet down the tarmac. The truck came to a stop and stepping out was a large, heavyset Latino woman. Ethan could see in the passenger seat sat another woman, slightly smaller in build, but still fairly heavyset. “What happened to you?” the heavyset woman asked him? He began to explain what had happened, that his car had broken down, that he just needed a ride, a phone call made, something. “I tell you what” she explained, “I make phone call and help, ok”? Ethan thanked her and proceeded to get back in the truck. While he stood there he noticed what looked like a cb radio that she began to use. Perfect he thought to himself. She talked back and forth for a couple of minutes. As she was talking she seemed to be looking curiously at Ethan. This made him slightly uncomfortable but at this point it wasn’t of much concern, as he just wanted to get out of here, and this woman was his best chance for him to get home and in a comfortable environment. Finally the woman was done talking and stepped back out of the truck. “You want a ride” she asked Ethan? Absolutely! He exclaimed. “You set in back of the truck, and hold on, it get bumpy,” she explained to him. He quickly grabbed his briefcase, what was left of his bottle of water he had from earlier, and hopped into the back of the old red pickup truck. As the truck started down the road he realized that it wasn’t going in the direction he wanted, but that as long as they made it to a payphone, or anywhere with civilization, all would be good.

As the truck made it’s way down the rural back roads, all he could think about was how his life had taken the most bizarre turn as of late. No job, uncertainty, broken down car. Minute by minute, mile by mile was starting to pass as Ethan was realizing that instead of going towards the city, they were heading further out into the desert. He wasn’t sure what the plan was, but he at least needed a pay phone, somewhere to sit and get things figured out. He tapped on the sliding glass window that led to the cab but the women did not respond, he did this repeatedly with no luck. After driving for another ten minutes and for what seemed like miles and miles from where his car had been abandoned, they finally turned off the road and headed towards an older slightly run down house, where to the right of the driveway a more modern pole barn sat. After coming to a stop just outside the house the woman stepped out of the truck and directed Ethan to step down and out of the bed of the truck. “Thank you for the ride, do you have a phone I could use” Ethan asked? The woman looked at him and explained that they had no phone. Ethan asked “what am I supposed to do”, “I thought you could help me, but now I’m miles away from anything” ethan said, as he grew more and more frustrated. It was at this moment the two women walked towards him and the slightly smaller one, who was the passenger in the truck, pulled a pistol out of her pants pocket. The women then grabbed him by his arms and walked him towards the pole barn, all the while saying not a word. Ethan was now scared and knew not to say a word, as they were miles from anywhere, miles from the nearest living soul, they were secluded out here in the desert in every way imaginable. As they approached the shed the bigger woman opened a large sliding door, and flicked a switch, which turned on large florescent lights that hung from poles across the ceiling. She tugged on Ethan’s shirt, signaling him to step inside. Once inside he could see that it was very plain, nothing much inside the pole barn except for a dirt floor, a few garden tools, and a small closet type area that was back aways, not lit very well. The large women then turn to Ethan. “my name is Stephani, you may not know me, but I know you. What happened with your car was not accident sir. I have been following you for many days, and this was all planned very carefully. I like you had a beautiful life not too long ago. I had future, I had a loving husband. This is all gone now, because you took this from me”she stammered and teared up. Ethan was completely oblivious to the entire situation. He had no idea who this woman was, or what her motive was, but he knew that he was in a bad situation, with no foreseeable way out.

“what do you want from me” he asked? “It’s good you ask that, as I am more than happy to tell you” she explained. As she was talking she kicked her sandals off and was standing on the dirt floor with bare feet, which struck him as odd. She had walked towards the light switch again and flipped another switch which turned on a light back towards the closet area. “I told you, I was a happy person up until days ago, but now I’m alone. I don’t want to be alone, and will not be alone” she went on. “you took something that was near and dear to my heart sir, you took my husband” Her husband? Ethan thought to himself what is she talking about? “Alejandro was my provider, my future”. All at once he know knew who this was, and instantly became very frightened. “please don’t kill me, don’t hurt me” he said with he voice now shaking. The two women laughed and Stephani started becoming a bit impatient. “I’m not going to kill you, stupid American, not in the least. You are going to give me life as a matter of fact” What? Ethan didn’t know where she was going with everything. “I told you, I do not want to be alone sir, and you will help to ensure that I will not be alone”. I can’t be with you, what are you going to do, lock me up and force me to be with you? “No, I don’t want you, I want what you can give me. I am not American, I am an illegal immagrant as you say here. Not only do I not want to be alone, but I want to stay in Texas, and you will help me achieve this” Stephani said proudly. She went on “you are going to put a white baby inside me, give me life, life that will allow me to stay in the states, life that will ensure that I am not alone” she explained. The slightly smaller woman who stood near the sliding door this entire time finally spoke. “If you try to escape from here, I will shoot you dead, now follow my sister” Stephani started walking towards the closet area as her sister as I just found out, stayed near the sliding door, keep guard. As Ethan followed stephani he had many thoughts run through his head. How can I get out of this situation he thought? It was of no use to try to escape, the only way out was guarded, and even without the gun, these two women were much larger than himself, and could take him out quite easily. As he turn the corner to the closet area he suddenly seen what was hidden from the rest of the pole barn this whole time. Laying on the dirt floor was a large mattress, obviously put there with intentions. “Sit down” Stephani said as she pointed to the mattress.

Ethan sat and wondered what would be next. She instructed him to take off his cloths. As he slowly started slipping off his shoes, socks, pants, trying to delay things, Stephani took something out of a duffel bag that was lying in the dirt, and walked over to the corner and squatted down. He could see her thick thighs now, the skirt hiking up, as he seen a stream coming down from her vaginal area. For the first time he realized that this wasn’t a game, there was no way out of this situation. After a couple of minutes she walked back over and held up the stick to the florescent light. “perfect” she exclaimed. “I’m at my peak, and ovulating. I wanted you to see for yourself how much care and thought I’ve put into this. It’s time to make me a mama,” she said with a smirk on her face. She then proceeded to drop her skirt to the floor, revealing her thick, overweight body. Her legs, thighs were sweaty, covered with dirt. She took off her top and bra, to reveal her large breasts, which sagged slightly, but were very big, and full. Her nipples were particularly large. He looked as he noticed her pussy was shaved, with stubble showing, in some spots slightly thicker. Her body was in general very unattractive, and about the only thing that was kept up were her toenails which were painted blue, as were her fingernails. Definitely not the sort of sight that brought on an instant erection. As he looked up and down her body, with virtually no choice other than closing his eyes, she reached back into her back and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. “You may not like what you see completely, but I will get your sperm inside of me” she said. She began rubbing the baby oil onto her thighs in thick coverings, caking it onto her thighs, mixing it well with the sweat and dirt that was already present. “lay down” she commanded. Ethan began to lie down on the dirty mattress as she walked towards him. She kneeled down and began touching him. She rubbed in cock slightly and noticed no results. “look at my hand” she demanded. As he looked down, he could see her hand rubbing his cock. She worked it with care, rubbed it like she really wanted to put time into it. He noticed the difference in color of their skin, the contract while she continued to kneed his cock, which started to bring it to life. He couldn’t help but get slightly turned on by the contrast. She was visibly getting turned on herself as she began rubbing her slit with her other hand while sitting on the corner of the bed. She began whispering to herself in Spanish while her hand that she used to rub herself was becoming visibly wet from her own juices.

Ethan was now becoming somewhat turned on, as it was more obvious to Stephani. “this should not be happening,” he said, all the while enjoying the hand job he was getting. “It is destiny” she said, her voice shaking as she was getting immense pleasure from pleasuring herself. “It is now time,” she said as she stood up and began moving herself on top of him. The difference in the size of their bodies was more evident now than ever. Even though she stood only 5’4, she was very heavy and overpower when on top of Ethan’s average built 5’10 frame. She began positioning her hips and split her pussy lips open just over his cock. By now he was rock hard and as he looked at her pussy, as she opened it, he could see how pink, and wet it was, and knew he was loosing control. She positioned her pussy and now guided his cock to her entrance. She looked at him, looked into his eyes, said something in Spanish, now talking rather than whisper, and moved her hips down, in one motion forcing his cock into her. Only fifteen minutes ago, they were outside of this pole barn, now they were inside and he was inside of Stephani. He could feel the walls of her pussy wrap around him tightly, he could feel her taking him deep inside her with ease, as she was so incredibly wet. His entire cock, balls, pubic area was being saturated with her juices. As she rode him more and more, she looked into his eyes, came forward and started kissing him. At first they were soft, simple kisses, nothing more, but quickly both got into the moment as their tongue entwined together. As she continued to ride him Ethan realized that he was getting caught up in the moment, he was being taken into her world, and wasn’t fighting it to hard at this point. She then told him “I will lay down and we will do this right”. He realized that she wanted him on top of her. This was an opportunity. Though the chance was still unrealistic, he could try to make a break right now, as she was now lying down, her eyes closed. He could try to run out, past her sister, he ad for the truck, and drive as fast as he could. He could. But as he seen her lay there, she started spreading her thighs. She spread wide apart, her pussy glistening with her juices, her feet up in the air. He knew what he had to do. She caught him, she baited him into her world, and now was her reward, now was the time. He crawled up between her thick thighs, and shoved his cock into her wet, warm, waiting pussy with ease. She started whispering in Spanish again, he became frustrated, “what are you saying” he asked. She smiled “give me a baby,” she said. This all started to become too much. He looked as her legs were wide apart, he was deep inside of her, her feet in the air, pink bottom of her feet, toes pointed out yet another contrast. He could feel the sperm inside of him ready to boil over, ready to burst.
He suddenly thought of the ramifications of this moment. If he sprayed his cum into this woman, she surely would become pregnant with his baby. She was ovulating, he was on the brink, and he had to pull out of her. Surely he did not want to conceive his first child this way, with a dirty, sweaty, overweight, stranger, who had tricked him this whole time. All of this as the site of this woman, laying beneath him, layed out, without question wanting to be bred, like an animal, was a huge turn on. But no, not now, not this time, not now. “I can’t, I can’t” Ethan shouted. Stephani then shouted loudly something in Mexican. Just as Ethan was pulling out her sister ran up into the room, up behind him, and used her muscle, pushing Ethan back towards her sister. “now now, your almost done, cum in her” she shouted as she pointed the pistol. Sweat was now pouring down Ethan’s body, pouring down Stephani. Sweat was beaded up on her forehead, her hair visibly wet as she was very much in the moment, her entire body working hard for this, almost as if she was in labor to give birth, but out of pleasure, rather than pain. She tossed her head back and forth, talking in Spanish now consistently, her sister right behind Ethan, watching the entire process. It was at this moment that she grabbed Ethan’s ass, pulling him as deep into her as he had been through the entire ordeal. He felt her pussy start to pulsate, like it was milking his cock, she looked into his eyes, “do it now” she moaned, but with authority. With that she triggered something in him that was unexplainable. Without the ability to hold back, he grinded and held himself deep into her pussy, and started to cum. Stephani started to wail out loud as she knew what was happening, and her pussy milked his cock uncontrollably. Her sister came over with a pillow, and slapped the side of thigh signaling her to lift up, as she slid it underneath stephani, to keep the sperm inside her. After finishing Ethan knew what had happened, he knew at that moment that his sperm were swimming up to meet her egg, that a baby would soon be on it’s way. As he layed there she suddenly became became discontent. She had what she needed. For some reason, he almost had a sort of concern for her that was hard to describe. “what’s wrong?” he asked? “Get out of here, you can go” her sister yelled. “But I have nowhere to go” Ethan stated. “Put your cloths on and get out of here now” Stephani yelled. As Ethan began putting his cloths on, he realized he had just been through an experience that was beyond explanation, nobody would ever believe him if he tried to explain the story to anyone. He made his way through the pole barn, as he knew all the while his baby was growing inside a strange Mexican woman’s womb. He slid open the sliding door to the pole barn and as he stepped outside, he looked in amazement as his car sat there, right next to the pole barn, he looked around it, suspiciously. It was all in one piece, all looked normal, except for a piece of paper underneath the driver’s side wiper blade. He unfolded the piece of paper which read : “car is fixed, thank you for your services, we call you in nine months to take care of financial matters. Alejandro”