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

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.