11 comments/ 144026 views/ 30 favorites Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud By: patty_parker60 Chrissy Martinez was supposed to be doing her Calculus homework, but was daydreaming, as usual. The bright 18 year old high school senior wasn't too concerned about completing the assignment as one would think: she had seduced her Calculus teacher, Mrs. Dalton, a month before , fucking her into submission (that's another story!) and had her eating out of her hand. Gazing out her bedroom window, Chrissy noticed her next door neighbor, Louise Parker, dragging a wheeled trash-bin down her driveway. The sexy teen immediately perked-up: Mrs. Dalton was quite busty, but Mrs. Parker was even more so; at least a 44E cup, she guessed. Chrissy had slept with at least a dozen women since her conquest of her teacher, all of them in their thirties or forties and voluptuously-built, especially in the bust. She figured this qualifed her as having a "tit fetish." The Parkers had three children, all of them out of the home; Mr. Parker was an accountant in the city and his stay-at-home wife spent her time volunteering in civic and church organizations. The Parkers had moved-in only a few weeks ago, while Chrissy and her family were in Indiana for her grandmother's funeral, and so this was the first chance she'd had a chance to get a really good look at her. Her long hair was brown and shoulder length, framing a very pretty, lightly made-up face. Chrissy was more interested in the area below the neck. Louise wore a cream colored, button-front blouse, which was straining under the weight of those heavy mammaries, and a black skirt hiding her her womanly hips and ass. Shapley legs in smoke-colored stockings carried her toward the curb, where she deposited her trash for the next morning's pickup. Chrissy got an even better look at her rear as she went back toward her front door: big and round, just the way she liked 'em! Chrissy went to her closet and dug through a box hidden way in the back, retrieving one of the two strap-on dildos stored inside; shucking-down her jeans, she quickly strapped it on, pulled her jeans back up, and raced down the stairs. She slipped-out the backdoor and through her huge backyard, skirting the pool and lawn furniture. She glanced around quickly, then hopped-over the low fence separating her parent's property and the Parker's unobserved. She crept-up to an open window and peeked inside; the room was obviously a guest room, and un-occupied. The horny teen struck paydirt at the next rear door: Mrs. Parker was rinsing dishes at the kitchen sink, humming a hymn as she worked. The running water covered Chrissy's entrance, she was able to creep-up behind the sexy wife, carefully unzipping her jeans as she went, freeing the big, thick rubber dildo she wore to poke through the opening. The bold redheaded vixen went right-up behind the humming housewife sliding her hands up and around her, cupped a mammoth tit in each hand while pressing her rampant erection against that big, soft ass. Louise squealed in surprise, releasing the dish she was holding, shocked to be accosted in her own home, in the middle of the day, no less! "J-J-Jack?" she stammered, is that you?" "No, not Jack" Chrissy murmured, kissing the other woman's soft neck. "Chrissy." "W-WW-Who the hell are you?" she demanded, "What are you doing in my house?" "Such language, for a bible-thumping Republican" the naughty high school senior snickered, giving the weighty mounds her hands held a salicious squeeze. "Ta-take your hands off me!" Louise screeched, struggling in Chrissy's grasp. "Ohhh" she moaned, as the young woman's knowing hands kneaded her big breasts, her fingers plucking at the big, sensitive nipples. "Do, you really want me to?" Chrissy whispered, nuzzling Louise's throat and continuing to play with her hardening nipples. "I-I" Mrs. Parker began, then, "Ahhh!" as the combination of the other woman's fondling of her breasts, kissing of her throat, and something, big and hard, poking at her bottom (what in the world!?) caused a bolt of lust to knife through her like a sword. "What are you doing to me?" she whimpered, as her cunt began to moisten. What was happening to her? She wasn't a lesbian! "I'm playing with your big titty-jugs" Chrissy replied. "Your nipples are trying to bust through your bra and blouse, so I guess you like it," she teased. "Please" she groaned, her breathing ragged. "Please, what, darling?" "You're a WOMAN!" the distraught housewife wailed. She raised shaking hands to try to push the red-head's hands away; Chrissy easily brushed them aside and continued pleasuring the woman's huge mounds. "I can smell your cunt" the high school student hissed, "So I know this making you hot, little wifey. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." "But, b-but how?" "Feel this?" Chrissy pressed her strap on into the crease of Louise's sumptuous ass. "That's not a..a.." the confused wife stammered, almost turned-on beyond belief. "It's a strap-on cock. 10 inches long, 3 inches thick." "10 inches long..." the dazed housewife echoed. Chrissy laughed aloud. "That's right, baby. I bet your hubby is nowhere near that length. What is he, about 5 or 6 inches?" Louise blushed furiously. "That's personal" she whispered. Jack was probably 5 and a half inches, at best. "Guess what, little wifey: you're gonna suck my cock, then I'm gonna fuck you in the ass. What do you think about that?" "P-P-Please don't talk like that," the weakening brunette pleaded. "Just stating facts. I'm gonna put you on all fours with those big juicy titties hanging down and tear you a new asshole." "BUT I TEACH SUNDAY SCHOOL!" Louise cried pitiably. "Turn around; face me," Chrissy ordered. Dazedly, Louise did as she was told. "Unbutton your blouse and take it off." Hands shaking, the other woman's fingers fumbled at the buttons of her blouse. Her eyes wandered to the big dildo poking out of Chrissy's jeans. "Are-are you really going to do that to me?" she whispered. "Oh, yes," the depraved latina replied. To be continued.................... Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud Ch. 02 This second part answers the question of how Chrissy began her quest of conquering and dominating busty, mature women and turning them into her sex slaves. Her first conquest: Her Calculus teacher, Mrs. Dalton)... Chrissy is so pissed she can spit nails! She paces her bedroom like a caged tigress, staring over and over again at her latest Calculus exam: C-! Her dad will go ballistic when he sees this; he'll probably demand the keys to Chrissy's new Alero, and maybe even ground her until her grades improve. A strict diciplinarian, Ramon Martinez is Mexican immigrant who has "made good"; both he and his wife Sylvia had come to the U.S. with $100 between them and very limited English skills; through 18- hour days and some serious penny-pinching, they've built the most successful janitorial business in the region in just five years time. They expect the best of their five children, and though they did spoil the kids somewhat, they still expect them all to excel in their studies and one day surpass their parents' achievements. Ramon, Jr, Antonio, and Nadia have graduated with straight As from the U of Washington, and help run the highly-successful Martinez Janitorial and Supply; Roberto is in his junior year and well on the way to following in his siblings' footsteps. Christina (Chrissy) is the youngest, and the most spoiled, and though her dad gives her much more lee-way as the "baby" of the family, he will have no problem stripping her of some of her privileges if her grades deviate an iota from the A's he is used to seeing on her grade reports. The willful young latina is not having that!! She stalks over to her closet and pulls-off her sweat suit. She selects an Allen Iverson jersey and a pair of baggy jeans, but before putting them on, she pulls-out a long wooden box hidden in the back of her closet. She digs through an assortment of butt-plugs, anal beads, vibrators, and strapon-dildos, and selecting one of the strap-ons, a 10" long, thick rubber dong made of heavy-duty rubber, straps it around her slender middle. As she does, she remembers how she had butt-fucked her mother to a multiple orgasms the night before (Sylvia Martinez is a typical Latin beauty, and quite well-stacked for a 43 yr old mother of five-more on that later!) while her dad slept soundly in the next room, courtesy of some sleeping pills dropped into his brandy. She has developed quite a taste for mature women with big breasts and big butts (not overweight, but voluptuously-curved), and plowing those butts was her way of establishing dominance. A pair of clogs complete her outfit, and Chrissy heads over to her teacher, Mrs. Walton's house, determined to fuck her into changing that Calculus grade, if necessary.... Fresh from her shower , Chrissy's mom is putting on her lingerie in preparation for her husband's arrival from the office. She has two hours before he arrives, and so she isn't rushed, but needs to get started on dinner soon. As she bends slightly to attach a garter-clasp, she grimaces at the deep, sluggish pain the movement awakens in her rectum; her baby girl has been especially rough with her lately, and after seven days of non-stop anal sex, her poor rear-end is raw and very sore, courtesy of Chrissy's large collection of "toys". Sylvia had been a virgin back there until a week ago, and she is very conflicted about having sex of any kind with her own child, but the utter forbidden aspect of the act; the depravity of it, is what shames her most. She knows it is too late to put an end to the "affair"; despite betraying her dear Ramon, despite the simple fact that it is WRONG to have sexual relations with the child she has carried and birthed; she also knows, deep inside, that she has developed a craving for the lewd act, that she hungers for the deep, hard, pounding penetration of her most intimate orifice, more than she has ever craved the big, hard cock of her beloved husband. She attaches the remaining, three garters, then straightens-up to view her reflection in the full-length mirror: her lustrous black hair, free of any hint of gray, cascades past her shoulders to the middle of her back. Her cheekbones are high and prominent, and there are just the hint of the beginning of "crow's feet" at the edges of her dark brown eyes. Her breasts are, in a word, ENORMOUS; though he continues to deny it, after 22 years of marriage, Sylvia has no doubts that part of the reason Ramon married her is her 48F bra size(she was a 44E as a new bride) and her large, well-shaped rear end. After five children, she weighs only 145 pounds, and has worked hard to maintain that weight. Ramon loves to show her off, and rightly so. Her massive jugs are capped by dark, purplish-brown areola the size of coffee-cup saucers and two inch long nipples; she can see why Chrissy can't seem to get enough of them. She is proud that after suckling five infants, she can detect only the slightest hint of sag. Many of the other mothers she knows have long succumbed to the effects of gravity; she is glad of her "good genes". She grins ruefully at the faint teeth marks and the large, reddish-purple "hickies" on each nipple, the results of her youngest child's voracious appetite for her big titties. If Ramon wants sex tonight, she will have to figure-out a way to keep her bra on. Her big behind, framed by the straps of her black garter-belt, is milky-white and cellulite-free, and still bouncy and firm. While Ramon is coffee-and-creamed colored, Sylvia is lighter-skinned than some Caucasians, a legacy of her Spanish origins. She rouses herself from her musings and finishes dressing: wrestling her impossibly-large breasts into a matching black lace bra, and stepping into a wispy thong of the same color; she feels deliciously naughty as she moves into the bedroom she shares with Ramon to put on her dress and shoes. Betty Dalton is searching for a dress to wear to her husband Mike's celebration dinner at an exclusive downtown restaurant; he's been promoted to Regional Sales Manager, that same morning, and had called Betty at school to give her the good news. The dress had to be tasteful, but not too staid, and she finds what she's looking for just as she hears a slightly-accented voice call-out loudly from the living room: "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, BITCH?" (After driving to her teacher's street, Chrissy parks a block away and arrives at the Dalton's backdoor after by navigating through a few of their neighbors backyards. She uses a lock-pick her "bad" cousin Maura had given her (Maura is quite adept at both picking locks and using a strapon-you'll have to wait until part iii to see what I mean!) to gain entrance to the house's interior. She listens for movement, then quietly cracks-open the door leading to the two car garage to her left: there is only one car parked in there, her teacher's 4Runner, so Chrissy will have complete privacy to carry out her plan. She creeps to through the kitchen and into the living room, where she calls-out in a loud voice...) "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, BITCH?" Betty Dalton is wearing her "special" lingerie to reward Mike for his promotion: lace bra, french cut panties, garterbelt, stockings, and two inch pumps, all fire-engine red, except the shoes. A 39 year old mother of three, Betty Dalton is a stunning vision in the exotic underwear: she wears a 42DD bra, and though she will win no prizes as "Most Fit, USA", she has very little extra body fat. Her waist is 30", her hips and butt 40", a result of two days a week in their home gym (this to ward-off any penchant Mike might have to look for a "trophy wife" as he nears his fifties). She is a bit self-conscious of her abundant curves, but Mike seems very satisfied, though lately, his campaign for this promotion has left little time for intimacy. While three times a week had been their norm, they haven't "done it" in two weeks, after Mike's angling for the new position really picked-up steam. Betty isn't worried; things will return to normal once the dust settles. She's shocked out of her reverie by the loud yell from downstairs. She hurries across the room and out the door, big breasts jogging heavily in their bra cups, and stops at the top of the stairs. What she sees shocks the daylights out of her: Christina Martinez, one her students, is somehow in her home, dressed in that distasteful (to Betty) "hip-hop" style young people seem to be obsessed with. Betty starts down the stairs, forgetting that she's dressed only in her underwear. "What do you think you are doing, young lady?" she demands, getting angry. "How did you get in here? Your parents are not going to be happy when I call them about this" she rants on, striding-up to Chrissy, pointing a manicured finger in the young latina's face. Chrissy eyes the sexy bitch coming toward her with lustful eyes; she couldn't have orchestrated this any better if she'd sketched it out herself. She is gonna fuck the SHIT out of this big-titted bitch! Chrissy waits until she is within a foot of where she is standing before going into action: She stuns the out-raged teacher with a hard, round-house slap with her right hand, then repeats the blow with her left. Staggered, Betty cries out and lifts her hands to protect her face. Chrissy steps-out of her shoes and delivers a perfectly-placed kick to the blonde woman's soft belly, doubling her over. "Ooooof!" The math teacher stumbles in her high heels, stunned by the suddenness and viciousness of the attack. She falls to her knees, tears steaming down her face and streaking her make-up. "Please, Christina!" she begs holding out her hands, "Please stop hitting me!" she wheezes. "I'll say this once, bitch" Chrissy replies coldly. "You WILL change that grade to an "A", and you will do it tomorrow. If you don't, I will beat your white ass to a pulp and then fuck you; if you do, I'll just fuck you" Gasping for breath, the huge-titted teacher glances around wildly for some way to escape; her eyes fall on the telephone a few feet away. Chrissy is way ahead of her. Moving forward, she rains open-handed slaps on the defenseless educator's face, neck, and head until she screams for mercy. "I'LL DO IT!" she sobs, "I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT; I BEG YOU, PLEASE DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!" "You made me hurt my hand, slut" Chrissy tells her, unzipping her jeans and freeing her big cock. "Now you're gonna get fucked raw. Get those panties off and get on your fucking all fours" The battered teacher never considers disobeying; she rips the skimpy underwear off and cowers at Chrissy's feet. Her eyes widen at the sight of the huge phallus-like object affixed to the beautiful student's waist; " What in the world is that?" she wonders. She doesn't dare speak though; she doesn't want a repeat of the past few minutes events. She is now so afraid of another pummeling that she will do anything to prevent another one. "Turn the other way, dumb ass" the dominant student orders. She digs her slims fingers between the blonde's big cheeks and spreads them roughly-apart, exposing her wrinkled brown anal pucker. Chrissy can tell it has never been violated: she's developed a keen eye for such things in her recent adventures. She leans down and laps hungrily at the virgin backdoor; Mrs. Dalton shudders, but was too afraid to speak, lest Chrissy start beating her again. The depraved teen snacks on the tasty morsel as if it is a gourmet delicacy, and despite herself, the kneeling teacher is getting hot. She is shocked into immobility at Chrissy's next words: "WRAP YOUR ASSHOLE AROUND THIS, TEACH!!!" TO BE CONTINUED... Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud Ch. 03 "Reach back and spread those cheeks" the horny latina orders. "Wider!" she barks, and the scared teacher pulls her buttocks apart as far as she can, wincing as the skin at the top of her ass-crack stretches painfully. Chrissy finds a small tube of KY in her jeans pocket, and after un-capping it she squeezes a gob of it onto her fingertips, which she then pastes onto the softly-weeping blonde's nether-hole. She gasps as those jelly-coated digits force their way past the clenched ring of muscles guarding her anus. Betty Dalton bites her lips to keep from crying-out, but the stinging pain is almost too much as the insistent fingers probe deeper, stretching and lubricating her hot, forbidden anal passage. Chrissy wiggles her fingers in a what is known as a "finger-wave"; the tight hole is loosening a bit, and the initial pain is beginning to subside somewhat. The fingers slide out, and the big-titted mother sobs brokenly as something hard and greasy prods against her aching rectal opening. She howls in agony as one hard, quick thrust sends the massive intruder plowing past her virgin anus and into her previously un-penetrated backdoor. Chrissy gives her a few seconds to adjust to the thick intrusion, then starts to butt-fuck her as if she's farm worker churning butter. Placing a hand on each of her luscious hips, the dildo-strapped teen works her fingers under the wide band of the garter-belt and uses it to lever the impaled teacher backwards onto her monster prong. Her own slim hips grind in hard, tight circles on the "in" thrust, so that she is the stirring the contents of Mrs. Dalton's bowels like a blender gone mad. "Oh, Dear Lord" the chesty blonde whimpers, lost in a cloud of pain as her bottom is painfully, relentlessly plundered by the remorseless latina student. She prays fervently that her neighbor, a Jehovah's witness, a kid selling newspaper subscriptions, anyone, stop by and save her from this horrible torment. It suddenly occurs to her that, unlike with a male rapist, who would eventually lose his erection to climax, that Chrissy will not have that problem; that she can go on raping her anally until she's good and ready to quit. At the same time, she is aware that the pain has faded to a dull, uncomfortable fullness, and that she is beginning to feel twinges of pleasure: the large set of fake balls beneath the cock is slapping repeatedly against her clit, making it sting, then tingle, and now that it is burrowing much more easily into her loosened behind, the millions of nerve ending located in her rectum are responding to the hard, deep thrusting of the rampant dildo. She is unable to stop herself from throwing her hips backward, trying to get more of her partner's cock into her suddenly hungry ass-hole. This action is not lost on Chrissy: "Work that big ass, baby" she grins, stepping-up her pace. "You're my bitch now, hmmm?" When Betty doesn't answer, Chrissy whacks her hard on her left ass-cheek. "Y-y-yes!" the cock-stuffed wife and mother gasps, taking the hint. "You will address me as Mistress, Betty" Chrissy informs her, adding another slap for emphasis. "Y-Y-yess, Mistress" Betty Dalton wails, not so much from the pain of the blow, which does hurt, but from the vibration the slap causes in her throbbing, swollen clit. Chrissy decides that she has ass-fucked the buxom math teacher into submission and realizes that it is time to bring this session to an end. Chrissy's hands leave the sweating, panting blonde's hips and slide beneath and under to grab a hold of her bouncing, swaying tits. The heavy jugs, still contained in their bra cups, over-flow her small palms, but that doesn't stop her from milking them roughly in time to her hard thrusts. Betty Dalton grunts like a pig, her back arches into a painful bow as the first explosion racks her being; successive lust bombs go off one by one, until she is driven nearly blind with the force of it. She can't stop the loud, blatting, fragrant fart the issues from her destroyed rose-bud as Chrissy pulls-out after a last, bowel-skewering, pumping thrust. She would be embarrassed by the crude noises if she wasn't so thoroughly and completely fucked into senselessness. "Suck my cock, bitch" Chrissy demands; even this last order doesn't horrify the busty wife as it once would have. Hating herself for her lust, and ashamed for her weakness, Betty allows the greasy, soiled cock into her mouth. Though she gags at the taste of her own ass, she bravely attempts to swallow the whole shaft. Chrissy's hands wrap into the teacher's hair, holding it stationary as her hips kept pumping deep and hard. As the shaft appears and disappears and appears from between her lips, a sheen of spit covers it, making it easier for the student to ram it in and out of her throat. She gives the massive rubber prick a blow-job worthy of a professional whore. Sylvia Martinez feels guilty about drugging her beloved husband's brandy, but she needs her daughter's big cock in her cunt and ass. Her lust for her youngest child is something she can neither explain nor justify; she only knows that she can't help herself. She calls Chrissy's mobile phone and verifies that she will be home in fifteen minutes: Sylvia will be waiting for her... To be continued... Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud Ch. 04 A smile lit Chrissy's beautiful face as she entered her bedroom and noticed her mom reclining on her bed, dressed in her sexiest lingerie. "Hola, Mamita" she greets her, walking towards the bed. "Did you wait up to give me a kiss goodnight? How sweet" "You know perfectly well why I'm here, you little devil" Sylvia retorts in a low voice. Chrissy closes and locks her door, then saunters slowly over to her mom. "We shouldn't be doing this, mama" the young woman teases. "Now you tell me!" Sylvia leans forward, full lips pursed for a kiss. The buss is hot and passionate. Chrissy's searching tongue, nipping teeth, and moist, warm lips take Sylvia's breath away. Her daughter's fingers are busy at the thin ribbon tying her negligee together, and as the filmy material parts those knowing hands cup and heft her heavy, watermelon-sized jugs; she shivers as the girl's fingertips flick at her hard, rubbery nipples. Chrissy licks between the deep valley of her mother's cleavage before clamping her lips over the stiff, thickened teat, nursing hungrily. She moves from one to the other, sharp teeth gently nipping, soft lips greedily sucking. She kisses her way down her mother's bountiful curves, pausing to tease the tiny depression of her navel before tasting the juices saturating the damp curls of her pubic mound. She flattens her tongue and drags it across Sylvia's dark pink, quivering clitty. The wanton mother trembles with desire and raw need. One day she will ask Chrissy how she became so expert at orally pleasuring a woman. The girl's dancing tongue scoops some of the sweet nectar flowing so copiously from the writhing, squirming woman's throbbing cunt. The younger woman reaches up, stroking and rolling her mom's long nipples between her fingers as she feasts at her feminine core. One, then another tiny orgasm wet the sheets as Sylvia's over-heated twat releases some of her sweet female juices. She tastes the salty secretions on her daughter's lips and tongue as their lips meet in another long, lip-smacking kiss. The depraved latina unfastens her jeans and shucks them down and off after removing her shoes, and Sylvia's eyes lock on the formidable rubber dick jutting from her groin. The move into a new position: The mother seated on the edge of the bed, with the daughter standing in front of her. "Suck my cock, Mami" she orders huskily, reaching down and gently prying her mother's full, red lips apart and slipping the bulbous tip of her fake phallus between them. The voluptuous mother opens her mouth as wide as she can, submissively accepting the throat-clogging weapon into her gullet. She immediately tastes the remnants of anal and vaginal secretions on the cock's surface, either her own or another woman's; instead of repulsing her, she is incredibly turned on by this knowledge!! Faint red streaks from her lipstick stain the dildo's surface as Sylvia allows Chrissy to fuck her mouth, using it like a cunt. As she fellates the latex dong, Sylvia uses a couple of fingers to tease Chrissy's upright, un-hooded clit through the opening at the bottom of the leather dildo harness. Her digits immediately become wet from the sticky liquid seeping from the younger woman's steamy cunt. She spends a few more minutes on her oral worship, then Chrissy orders her onto Her hands and knees. Her beautiful, patrician face is slightly reddened from her cock-sucking efforts, and her lustrous dark hair is in some disarray. She spreads her lovely, stocking-ed thighs as her daughter's cock slides smoothly and easily into her wet cunt. Chrissy spends only a few minutes in her mom's pussy; its mainly for lubrication that she even bothers with it at all: her ultimate target, as always, is Sylvia's ass...she whispers in her mother's ear, and the horny, massively-endowed beauty nods in the affirmative. Panting heavily, Sylvia does as she's told, reaching back to pull her sweaty, pillowy bottom-cheeks apart, revealing her dark, puckered anal orifice to her youngest girl-child. She concentrates on relaxing her sphincter as Chrissy's vaseline-coated fingers probe, then enter her most forbidden opening. The tight ring of muscles sting and burn a little, stretching and loosening around the questing digits. Chrissy takes extra time to make sure her mother's rectum is thoroughly loose and lubricated; though their encounters can never be described as gentle, she is much rougher on her other "victims" than on the woman who gave her life. Once she is ready, she moves into position, takes careful aim, and plows past the greasy, lewdly-throbbing anal pucker and into the dark, humid tunnel of her mom's asshole. "OOOOO" Sylvia hisses, as the massive dildo "bottoms-out" in the pit of her shitty depths. After a few moments pause, Chrissy begins a slow, deliberate thrusting; her purpose is to make sure the asshole she is fucking is good and loose before she really starts pounding it. The discomfort has faded to a dull ache, and tiny shards of pleasure are knifing through the cock-stuffed mother of four. How much lower will you sink? Comes the nagging whisper, but the yearning in her body, as always, over-comes the weak objection. Now the thick monster is sliding in and out of her loosened rear-end with no resistance. Her rubbery ass-opening clasps around the veiny shaft, sucking at it like a tiny mouth. Her massive breasts bounce beneath her and her lush ass wobbles like big bowls of pale jello as Chrissy increases her pace. Mrs. Dalton Betty Dalton arrives at the restaurant late and much the worse for wear, though one would not be able to tell on the outside. Her face is not as marked as she thought from the beating Chrissy gave her. Some creative work with her high-priced cosmetics cover the faint red marks easily, and the other bumps and bruises are covered by her clothing. Her spouse has been drinking a bit and so he isn't as put-out as he normally would be, and she doesn't even have to give an excuse. She doesn't sit the whole evening; her rectum feels loose and hot, and is so raw and sore that she doesn't dare put any weight on it. She manages to be the charming, dutiful wife she's expected to be, though she can't stop thinking about the horrible, violent anal-rape she endured by the she-devil, Chrissy Martinez. She hasn't decided if she will change the grade as ordered. She is a grown woman, and the little rapist has no right to give her orders, anyway. By the time she gets her drunk husband home and wrestles him into bed, she has decided that she will not, repeat NOT, be intimidated by a high school student who thinks she can boss her around. The phone rings. It's after midnight; who can that be at this hour, she wonders. "Hello" "Hey, bitch" the female voice on the other end greets her cordially. "Just a reminder; if you don't go through with that "thing", as agreed to, the next time your "visitor" won't be alone" "W-W-Who i-i-is this?" the teacher asks in a quavering voice. "Look out the window" Betty peeks out the window: there is a dark figure, hidden in the shadow of a tree, wearing a hooded sweatshirt so that her face can't be seen. "Remember what I said", the slightly-accented voice tells her. "And don't bother reporting this call to the police; this is a throw-away cell phone, untraceable. If I do find-out you called the cops, I will fucking kill you myself. Oh, by the way, this is not Chrissy; I'm a close friend, very close. So watch it, Titty-Woman. 'Cause I'll be watching you" The line goes dead, and Betty hangs up the phone on her end. Is there no end to this nightmare, she wonders despairingly. Well, her plans of standing-up to Chrissy are down the drain, now. She has no choice but to do as she's told. She dresses for bed and lies nest to her snoring husband, but gets very little sleep that night. Chapter 5 in a few weeks. Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud Ch. 05 When we left-off the last time, Chrissy has invaded the safe haven of her next door is preparing the busty MYLF (Mother You'd Like to Fuck) the fucking of her life.... "Turn around; face me" Chrissy ordered. Dazedly, Louise does as she's told. "Unbutton your blouse and take it off." Hands shaking, the other woman's fingers fumble at the buttons of her blouse. Her eyes wander to the big dildo poking out of Chrissy's jeans. "Are-are you really going to do that to me?" she whispers. "Oh, yes" the depraved Latina replies......(from Chapter One...) "Hurry it up!" Chrissy snaps, and the petrified Sunday school teacher hurries to comply. She hurries to finish unbuttoning her blouse and slip it off. "Gawdamn!" the young woman gasps, as Louise's massive knockers are revealed in all their glory. The blushing housewife holds her blouse in one hand as her young neighbor's eyes rove hungrily over her voluptuous curves. Her massive mammaries, the objects of Chrissy's admiration , bulge obscenely over the tops of her black lace bra cups. "The bra" Louise's shaking fingers fumble briefly at the catch on the front of her bra before finally getting it loose, freeing the tremendously-heavy globes from confinement. The huge udders are packed with dozens of faint blue veins, and tipped with a pair of the biggest, darkest nipples Chrissy has ever laid eyes on. "Hurry it up; get the rest of it off." Her quickly skirt follows, pooling at her feet, revealing her eye-popping figure in matching garterbelt, French-cut panties, stockings, and heels. Well, well", Chrissy chortles. "The church-going little "wifey" is a secret slut" "When is your husband due?", the horny latina teen asks, her mouth watering. "35-45 m-mm-minutes" Louise whispers. As much as she would love to suck on those amazing tits for at least an hour or more, it will have to wait for another day: her anal-lust is more urgent than her tit-lust. "Get those panties off and get down on all fours, like the bitch you are" the latina stud commands. On her hands and knees, her bare ass thrust up in the air and her incredibly-large jugs hanging beneath her, Louise flinches as Chrissy's hands rove over her lower back, the swell of her buttocks, and the backs of her thighs. "Ooooh!" she exclaims, as the teen home invader's tongue slips into the crack of her ass. Her bottom cheeks are pulled rudely-apart as the questing tongue rasps across her tender, virgin anal pucker. Her cunt gushes as Chrissy's tongue-tip circles her wrinkled star-fish, trying to worm its way inside. Fifteen minutes later, after Chrissy has given her the most thorough "rim-job" she's capable of, the prim and proper housewife is so horny that she will go crazy if Chrissy doesn't fuck her, and soon! "I'm gonna fuck you raw, bitch, so I hope you're ready" Chrissy informs her. "Do whatever you want to me," the squirming brunette manages to gasp. "Open yourself for me; prove to me that you want my cock" Louise obeys, reaching down to spread the slick lips of her labia open, mewling when the tip of the teenager's prick nudges against her furry mound. "Beg for my cock" her mistress orders. "Please don't make me; I'm too ashamed" Mrs. Parker pleads. "OWWW!" she screams, as Chrissy delivers three hard slaps in a row to her plush, naked buttocks. "Listen, bitch, I give the fucking orders, you take them, understand? You better get it quick or I will make sure you can't sit down for a week!" the latina teen tells her coldly. "Y-YY-es m'am" Louise sobs, her ass burning from the hard blows. "Please, may I have your cock?" "Not very convincing" Chrissy slides her cock-head tantalizingly against her swollen pussy and clit. "Oh GOD, I need your cock so bad, Mistress...PLEASE FUCK ME!" Louise wails. "What about Mr. Parker?" "FUCK HIM!!!" Instead of answering, Chrissy laughs aloud, then stuffs her rubber prick into the older woman's sloppy cunt in one quick motion. "OhhhhhhhMY LORD!" she screeches, as the tip of the long dick comes to rest against the opening of her cervix. Her inner cuntal walls expand to their limits around the thick intruder; Louise would swear that the giant cock is pushing some of her organs aside: she can't catch her breath! She's never been so full. After a moment or two to get used to it Chrissy begins a slow thrusting, gradually building her speed until Louise's full, meaty ass- cheeks shake and wobble like jello to the hearty thrusts. Chrissy spends just enough time in her neighbor's pussy to get her "cock" wet. Wetting her fingers in the abundant juices flowing freely from the woman's pink core, she teases the reddish-pink anal rose, one fingertip moving in a circular motion until it relaxes just enough to admit it. Louise jerks at the slight pain this causes, but the hungry rim-job has achieved its purpose and the once-tight ring of muscles is somewhat loose now. A second finger follows, working patiently at the never-violated barrier until it weakens and allows both digits in up to the knuckles. Pulling her fingers free, Chrissy laughs merrily at the faint brown stains left-over from their anal excursion. "Wow! You're HEALTHY!" The busty wife and mother blushes furiously in response. Quickly, Chrissy lubes-up her cock from a small bottle in she carries in her pocket, then prepares to fuck her neighbor in the ass. The plum-shaped tip presses insistently against her anus, and Mrs. Parker holds her breath, trying to concentrate on relaxing her sphincter as instructed. Her pucker begins to open, and the pain causes her to let her pent-up breath out in a choked "whoosh". Chrissy pauses for just a few seconds, taking time to squirt a bit more lube onto her shaft before the one hard, swift push that sends it plowing deep into her hungry rectum. Louise thinks she has blacked-out, but its only her long hair that has fallen into her face. She groans pitiably: "Ohhh...Oh my God...." Chrissy settles-into a steady rhythm, loosening and stretching her partner's anal tract with each stroke. She suddenly pulls-out, spreads Louise's cheeks wide and licks deeply into the gaping "O" before it can snap closed. Her probing tongue slithers into the valley she has created, her lips fasten-on and suck strongly at the trembling sphincter, until Louise whimpers and shudders at the lewd and kinky activity. Soon after, she is "balls-deep" in the brunette's steamy bowels once again. Meeting very little resistance now, Chrissy speeds-up her pace, stabbing into the whimpering brunette's ass-guts again and again with machine-like efficiency. The pain and pleasure have mixed-together somehow. Louise Parker is hotter than she's ever been, and this kinky teenager has already made her cum more times in their brief encounter than her husband can manage in ten lovemaking sessions. Her asshole is fully-distended, wrapped tightly around the intruding thick rubber dong, her bowels now welcoming instead of resistant. Chrissy ass-fucks the quivering older woman into a mind-blowing orgasm just as a car pulls into the driveway. She leaves Louise on the floor in a heap as she makes her exit. The panicked wife grabs her clothes and stumbles for the stairs just as her husband puts his key in the lock. "Hey, Lou, I'm home!," he yells, entering the house and setting-down his briefcase just as Louise reaches the top of the stairs. "I 'll be down a few minutes!," she calls-back, hurrying into the bedroom and closing the door. To be continued... Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud Ch. 06 Chrissy Martinez, Latina Stud #6: Aftermath Hullo! I know its been awhile; I had some things to finalize, which I sort've done, a bit...anyhow, I have a new Chrissy Martinez Episode for you, and I hope you lovely, loyal darlings enjoy it -"Jill" n "Jack" to your lil' hearts content! The luscious housewife's mind has been in a torment since her savage butt- fucking at the hands of the determined Chrissy Martinez: whether to report the attack or endure what will certainly be future, repeated sessions...after much praying and soul-searching, and on the advice of her pastor (she only gave the man the barest description, certainly not the part about her ANAL VIOLATION or the fact that her attacker had been a WOMAN!), she makes a call to her local precinct and requests that a female detective be sent to her home so that she can make a formal report...Louise has no intention of trying to explain the events to a MALE detective...how she will keep the news from her husband she doesn't know... In the time it takes the detective to arrive, Louise has changed her mind a dozen times about the wisdom of what she's about to do. Before she can flip-flop a thirteenth time, her door-bell rings: "Good afternoon, M'am, I'm Detective Lopez" The strikingly-pretty Latina investigator shows her a badge, which Louise gives a cursory glance before allowing her visitor entrance to her home. They seat themselves in the expensively-appointed living room and Louise has coffee while Detective Lopez sips on a bottle of mineral water. The female investigator writes down the time, date, location, etc of the alleged crime, then asks Mrs. Parker a few pointed questions: "Mrs. Parker...if this date you've given me is correct, the alleged incident happened ten days ago...why the delay in reporting it?" "I-I was ashamed, I suppose, and humiliated" the buxom homemaker replies. "Why humiliated?" "W-eelll... I was raped by a FEMALE, Detective Lopez...I'm sure that's not normal. And the CIRCUMSTANCES are...quite embarrassing" "I see...that reminds me: what did the attacker use to achieve penetration? I ask because Rape indicates penetration of some sort." Louise blushes furiously before answering. She knows, however, that the question was bound to be asked sooner or later, and she steels herself before speaking. "She...had one of those... rubber TOYS...a BIG one...it-it was fitted around her waist by some sort of belt or harness...OH GOD! This so is embarrassing!" "A strap-on dildo?" "Is that what it's called? I wouldn't know" "I understand your discomfort, and I have only a few more questions. The penetration was vaginal, anal or both?" Louise Parker shifts a bit uncomfortably on her still-sore bottom. "Ummm...anal, no vaginal" "And you are absolutely certain that your attacker was a young Latina woman, medium height, slim build; any tattoos or scars that you remember?" "Ummm...no" "You have no idea who it was? None at all?" "Well...I...I-I wasn't completely honest when I gave my report to the officer on the phone...I do know who the woman was" Detective Lopez remains stoic. "Well, that's alright. You have every right to be afraid of possible retaliation, and I understand fully your hesitation at discussing something such as this with a male detective. So...who was it?" "My neighbor-Christina Martinez" "How is it that you know your attacker's name? Rather, how did you find-out her identity? Did you speak to the young lady's parents?" "No...I asked around the neighborhood." "Mmmm...Mrs. Parker, before I forget...did you put-up a struggle? You don't appear to be bruised, at least not facially" "She's...very strong. I was, AM, afraid of her. I've never had a fight in my life, Detective. I never had a chance to defend myself. I just did whatever she told me to, so as not to be hurt anymore than I already was" "I see." After jotting the name down in her notebook, Lopez puts the little leather-bound spiral note pad away . "You realize that any evidence that might be useful in this case is almost certainly lost. As part of procedure, I will need to take some pictures of any bruises that you may still have for the file. Please take off your clothes" "I-Are you sure that's necessary? Just thinking about what happened makes me... just brings it all back" "Mrs. Parker, I have ten pending cases, not including this one, all of the same type as yours. In those cases, the victims DID NOT WAIT ten days to report their alleged crimes, and cooperated FULLY in the ensuing investigations. I understand that you've been traumatized, and have suffered, but I need to either get FULL cooperation from you, or write this up as 'VICTIM UN-COOPERATIVE' and move-on to my other cases... so...STRIP...NOW, or I'm outta here" Properly chastened, Louise begins undressing while Detective Lopez steps out of the room. In the few minutes she's out of Louise's sight, she makes a whispered cell phone call... Chrissy Martinez checks her caller id before answering her ringing mobile phone. " 'Sup? Que onda, prima...Oh she DID, hmmm? Right, right...You're there now? 'Kay...Give me about 30 minutes...that bitch is gonna wish she had kept her fuckin' mouth shut! Bien, bye" What a stupid bitch, the young Latina muses as she returns to her earlier task, which was finishing some chemistry homework due the next day. The cunt will be shocked out of her white-bread mind when she discovers that Detective Lopez is Chrissy's cousin Lourdes (Lulu), daughter of her dad Ramon's sister and a notorious "cocks-woman" in her own right. Chrissy finishes-up her assignment, straps-on, and leaves the house. ========= She jumps the fence and checks to see if she is being observed before continuing to the back-door. She pulls-out her cell phone and hits # 6 to speed dial... ========= Lorraine is stripping as ordered : her expensive silk blouse, dark blue in color, is draped-over a nearby easy chair; she is busy struggling-out of her tight black skirt when Detective Lopez' cellular phone rings. "Hey...OK, c'mon in; we're in the living room." Louise is shocked-into immobility. "Who-what-who were you speaking to?", she quavers. Her question is answered seconds later when Chrissy walks into the living room; actually, SWAGGERS in would be more accurate. Oh, my dear lord" The shocked housewife's whisper is barely audible. All hope of a positive resolution withers and dies; she sees, too late, that the wicked teenager is too powerful, too well-connected...she can never hope to bring her to justice and re-claim her former life. In the few seconds after Chrissy enters the room, Louise Parker surrenders to what she sees now as her fate. If Chrissy has accomplices on the POLICE FORCE, no one: not her husband, not her pastor, NO ONE can help her now... "Wuz up, bitch?" Chrissy greets her neighbor. "Called the cops on me, hmmm? Guess what, dumb ass: Detective Lopez here is my COUSIN, so you really fucked up...and you are gonna find out just how serious that fuck-up is, once we get through with you" The horny young female rapist's long fingers work the zipper of her baggy jeans, then pull out the same huge latex dong she'd used on Louise during her home invasion of nearly one week and a half ago...the look on Louise's face is one of recognition, also resignation, as the full import of her blunder sinks in. Chrissy informs Louise that if the busty housewife can use her tongue to "snitch", she can use it to make up for her treachery; she lifts her intimidatingly-huge strap-on cock out of the way and spreads her legs, then orders Louise onto her knees. "Eat me, bitch"... Louise does as she's told; she kneels before Chrissy and peeks at the hairless pink slit between the younger woman's sturdy thighs. The sooner she complies with their orders, the sooner her ordeal will be over, so she leans forward , closes her eyes tightly, and tentatively flicks her tongue at the nea t, glistening female gash. Chrissy pushes her hips forward, so that the older woman's face is mashed against her crotch, and warns her that if she doesn't get to it and show some enthusiasm, that the voluptuous brunette's ass will pay the price. Louse hurries to obey, instinctively, though a bit clumsily, clamping her mouth over her tormentor's juicy cunt. Her tongue swabs up and down, around and around, and though it lack finesse, it succeeds in causing the young Latina to utter a faint groan of pleasure. Lulu folds her jacket carefully over the easy chair she'd been seated in earlier, then un-clips the holstered 9mm Berretta automatic from her belt and places it on top. Her pullover blouse is next, then her tailored slacks; she takes-up a position behind the kneeling homemaker wearing a black thong, high heels, and of course, a ten inch long rubber dick strapped to her slim middle. She grabs Louise's buttocks and pries them open; Louise gasps as Lulu shoves a slender finger deep into the puckered brown starfish nestled between those round, fleshy ass-mounds. The rough treatment of her poor back-door causes the beleaguered brunette to scream, which is muffled by Chrissy's muscular thighs. A yank on her hair convinces her to continue her sloppy, in-expert tongue- action on Chrissy's bald puss.. . Though Louise's oral efforts are far from skillful, her hot wet, tongue still manages to excite Chrissy to the point that her juices are flowing freely, so much so that the flavorful secretions overflow the captive wife and mother's mouth and spill down her face. Behind her, Lulu digs her fingers into the deep crack between her ass-cheeks and spreads them wide. A second or two later, the horny detective's fat, greasy cock-head sockets-itself firmly-against her stinging anal grommet. Louise's guts chill briefly when Chrissy makes this statement: "Fuck that ass like you OWN IT, prima." Lulu has every intention of doing JUST THAT: The steady, relentless pressure of the fat, lubricated cock-head on the weakened center of Louise's anal pucker has the inevitable result: the blunt rammer over-comes the perfunctory resistance and pops-into into her steamy interior. The choked gasp Louise utters is muffled by the steamy pussy her face is buried in. At the same time, Lulu reaches down and around and presses the tip of her ring finger into their victim's lightly-furred cupcake. Louise groans and her head tosses from side to side; the outrageous sensations of cock and finger are maddening and despite herself, the buxom brunette captive is getting wet. Chrissy decides that the novice cunt-licker should put her pretty mouth to better use and pushes Louise away. "Open wide, mami" the beautiful high schooler demands, grasping the base of her big dingus and presenting it to her kneeling sex-slave. Louise submissively opens her mouth and accepts the plum-sized head of Chrissy's dick; there is nothing else for it except to obey. Lulu plunges slowly through the voluptuous housewife's buttery rectal walls, stretching and filling her completely. The pinkish-brown crinkle sinks in and sucks outward on the formidable dong as Lulu continues to butt-fuck the buxom, double-stuffed Christian wife with increasing power. As the pain lessens and the pleasure grows, Louise moves her sexy ass in a spastic, circling motion, tentatively at first, then more forcefully with each stroke. Her dark pucker clings to the base of the thick rubber pole as it slides in and out. Hot little sparks of want sear through the now-willing older woman; she moans in delight as the double attack on her senses continues. Louise's pillowy, spread ass cheeks smack against the fronts of the Latina detective's thighs, and her soft cries of ecstasy are getting louder, though not as loud as they would be without Chrissy's long, thick dick stuffing her throat. Now its' CHRISSY'S TURN... The horny cousin's change places; Lulu grins evilly as she presents her lightly-soiled butt-buster to the over-heated Louise, who knows exactly what is expected of her: Louise takes the head of the monster into her mouth. She cringes and gags when the taste of the KY mixed with her own anal secretions hits her palate. Lulu has no regard for her discomfort and pushes her hips forward, hard, spearing the shaft so deeply that Louise is sure that her tonsils will snap- off if the pressure keeps up. Lulu's strong fingers, buried in the heavy-titted captive's dark, silky tresses, force Louise's head down even further, until the thick latex truncheon is sunk deep in her throat. Louise is so intent on suppressing her "gag reflex" that she doesn't notice Chrissy move-around behind her and get to her knees. "UhhhOHHHMYGAWD; My dear LORD!" The super-stacked house-wife groans brokenly when her rear portal is breached for the second time; this entry is just as rough as the first. With her mouth and throat crammed full of two massive pseudo cocks the prim and proper pillar of her church community is just another wanton lesbian anal whore on the receiving end of what she wants , needs, and DESERVES... The merciless Latina hammers her 10" latex prick into Mrs. Parker's sore and abused ass. After several minutes of rapid pounding, Chrissy pauses, her cock buried in her rape victim's ass to the hilt. With a quick, practiced motion, she pulls her ass-stretcher almost free of Louise's sphincter, then rams it all the way back in, hard. The Latina Stud repeats this process several times, the pace of her shafting increasing with each painful thrust. Blessedly, Lulu finally withdraws from her throat, and the anally-skewered brunette can draw in her first un-encumbered breath in some time. Her lips and throat are very sore, as is her brutally stretched ass-hole. Despite this, Louise's vacant fanny twitches with itchy heat; now cumming continuously, she experiences a kind of full-body muscle spasm, she vainly tries to fight-off the growing intensity of the coming orgasm but is unsuccessful, finally jerking and writing in a ticklish sort of agony that leaves her gasping and weak, even as Chrissy continues her relentless anal assault. Next...Chapter 6a