Joe was finally about to live out his greatest fantasy. He arrived in one of the Texas border towns early afternoon, got a motel and waited until about dark before getting a taxi to take him over the bridge to the Mexican side. Although he appeared outwardly calm, inside was a churning mixture anticipation, lust, a bit of mild apprehension and a few other feelings he could not at the moment identify. He knew that for enough cash, he have anything he wanted - - pussy, any kind of pussy, any color, shaved, trimmed, bushy; blond, brunette, redhead - - bald, if he wanted it, or perhaps even be able to trim or shave a pussy himself. He could fuck it or suck it; be sucked himself or even watch any kind of private sex show he wanted to.
Actually, Joe had three great sexual desires, some might call them fetishes, and he could indulge them all here in real life. First and foremost, he loved eating pussy and licking clits; pushing his tongue inside a woman and tasting her sticky wetness, tongue-fucking her and licking and sucking her clit. He fantasized about Black and Hispanic pussy in particular. He was Caucasian and had never experienced either Black or Hispanic pussy physically, but had pumped many-a-load into cum-rags imagining entering a cunt that was darker on the outside.
He also loved tits; he was a petite tit guy; he loved small tits on mature women, just enough for a handful or mouthful. He especially loved watching naked women on their hands and knees with their tits hang from their chests, feel them rubbing against his chest or over his mouth with nipples that begged to licked and sucked. He loved going to topless bars, and felt no need for nude bars as he could see tits in either one. To Joe, all tits were lovely, sexy.
His third great sexual desire was to watch two women having sex with each other, particularly in the sixty-nine position. This he had never actually done, but hopped he might fulfill this fantasy here in this Mexican border town.
Joe was in his early 60's. His wife had never really liked sex; she had only done it to please him - - for thirty sex years. He had had a number of one-night stands, usually with women he had known for a while or had met online, and they helped to satisfy his libido. When his wife died, he found that he could fuck older widows who wanted male company and were willing to fuck to get it, but none of his encounters touched on his third fantasy, or perhaps it was that he was afraid to ask them.
As he rode across the bridge, Joe asked the driver for a whorehouse where He might be able to watch two beautiful women having sex with each other. The driver knew just the place, and before long, Joe was dropped in front of a building; a place where he looked forward to having anything he wanted for the right price.
Joe's Personal Story
The woman at the desk inside the building's door had big tits, and a blouse that showed ample cleavage, thin enough that her nipples poked out. She stood briefly and I noted a miniskirt, or something less than a miniskirt. She was a heavy-set, actually fat, and when she sat again, I could see the crotch of her white panties.
"What would you like?" She asked. "Would you like me? I fuck you all night."
I knew she could, but she wasn't what I fantasized about. Perhaps on my next trip I would get a motel room and invite her for the night. That shouldn't cost as much as what I wanted tonight.
I smiled. "Perhaps next time, senora; perhaps next time I fuck you and eat your pussy."
She smiled back, her red lipstick making her lips look like a sexual sucking machine; her eyes piercing, weighing me. "Next time?." She replied. "What do you want tonight?"
Her English was perfect, leading me to think that she had actually grown up in Loredo, rather than in Mexico.
For a moment, I hesitated. I knew that this woman could fuck my brains out; fuck me, make me cum once, twice, perhaps even three times as I used to be able to do routinely when younger. I was hard and saw her smile, looking at the bulge in the front of my jeans.
