Green Guys for the Brown Eye

Anna Rodriguez knew the chance she was taking as her baby brother dropped her off at the end of the trail. This was her second attempt at illegally crossing the border, and you know what they say...it's either "third strike is a charm" or "three strikes and you're out."

"Ten cuidado," was all her brother could offer up, instructing her to use caution.

He would have went with her, but their mother was aging and needed a man around the house. So at a mere 21 years of age, Anna would be the one to try and improve her fortunes.

Why the Americans made it so hard, Anna just did not understand. Hell, wasn't the country founded by immigrants? What made one foreign race any different than the other?

All of the red tape and bureaucracy made things so much harder. And as with most things in this life, the harder you make it, the more sinister things become as people try to work their way around it.

From being turned into sex slaves...drug trafficking in return for a safe passage... abandoning their own families in pursuit of something more... things were rough out here on the border. Anna had heard terrible stories of what many a woman had to endure.

"Gringo filth," Anna shook the images from her head.

An hour later, Anna emerged into the clearing.

"This is it," she allowed her hands to plop carelessly to her sides. "It's now or never."

The word on the street claimed that this particular cattle farm would afford you the best shot of not getting caught, due to it's expansive length and hilly terrain. Of course, there were still coyotes... rattlesnakes... and spiders. But that was simply the risk that Anna had to take. She didn't like it any more than nobody else. But what could you do?

So with her long, flowing jet black hair safely in a bun, Anna started to make a run for it. But then something said "STOP."

While her adrenaline said to just rush the border, her common sense told her to wait. She needed to be sure that nobody was around. And the few minutes that she had stared at the clearing was not nearly enough.

As Anna sat and watching and waiting... watching and waiting, she felt a familiar tingle in her lower region. What if she did get caught?

One of the border patrol agents could... could... arrest her and possibly take advantage of her.Anna didn't really care for gringo men. But there were a few that caught her eyes over the years.

Such as the country singer Luke Bryan. There was just something so sexy about that corn fed white boy that really got Anna's juice's flowing. From his tall, lanky frame... the black leather pants framing that juicy ass... classic smile.

"Oh my god," Anna sighed, as she envisioned him flipping his baseball cap backwards. "Oh yea. Si papito."

In Anna's perverted mind, Luke Bryan morphed into an angry border patrol agent.

"Hands up," he screamed, as he spun her around and faceplanted her into the hood of his car.

"Demasiado aspero," she said in her sexy Spanish voice, even though she knew English. "You're being too rough. I'm cooperating you gringo prick."

"Shadup," Agent Luke pressed into her from behind, mashing his hard dick into her INSTANTLY creaming pussy.

He quickly yanked her arms backwards and slapped on a pair of handcuffs.

"That should do ya..."

A few seconds later, she felt him yanking down her pants and panties all in one tug. She didn't know whether to feel embarrassed or excited at her sudden nakedness. But it all went out the window when the kinky lawman buried his tongue up her ass in the hot desert heat.

"Hnhhhhhh?" she jumped at his touch, instantly revelling in the perversion. "Comer mi culo, you gringo piece of shit. Aww fuck yeah."

Without realizing it, Anna had licked her own finger and had inserted it deep inside of her asshole as she fantasized about the country singer eating her inside out. One finger sensuously rolled the inside of her ass, while she licked another finger and tapped it over the tip of her clit.

Anna didn't know why she was so horny all of a sudden. She just knew that she needed to cum...FAST.

"Punish me," Anna screamed aloud, as she knelt with her face down and ass up. "Take that gringo border patrol dick and SLAM it up my ass. Fuck!!!"

Caught entirely in the moment, Anna thrusted her hips as she imagined Luke Bryan fucking her up the ass.

"This is what I get for breaking the law," she panted, as she twisted her clit and clenched her teeth. "A dick ...deep...up...ahhhhhhhhh."

Anna pervertedly screamed as jets of girl cum sprayed upon the dirty, desert floor. She didn't know what just came over her. But what she did know was that if she ever encountered a border patrol agent as fine as Luke Bryan...it would probably have the same ending.

On the other side of a pair of binoculars, Agent Timothy Anderson turned to his coworker and on site translator Agent Ruel Gonzalez.

"We got us a live one,eh?"

"Fucking puta," Ruel turned his head and spit to the ground.

It was bad enough that she was a stain on his race by not using the proper channels to enter the America's. But she had to be a whore, too?

"All I have to say," Ruel looked Agent Anderson in the eye, "is this better be some sort of distraction. Otherwise, I'll give the cono~ what she wants. I'll stick it straight up her ass."

"Even if it ain't a ruse," Agent Anderson grabbed his rock hard dick.

Anna panted on the ground for a few minutes before motivating herself to get up and get moving. After all of the moaning she just did, there was no way a man was anywhere in the vicinity. So with confidence she crossed the border and made her way towards a better life.

"How do we go about doing this?" Ruel looked his superior in the eye.

"Like always, compadre. Give the bitch time to get deep into the thick of things... and BOOM- there we are."

"But she seems like a nasty lil puta. She might like it."

"Good..."

Anna started to see a low light on the horizon, even though she knew it was most likely miles away. It had to be the safe house.

All Anna had to do was show up... and the rest, as they say, would be history.

Just as Anna built up the willpower for the last few miles, a voice and bright light startled her.

"No tan rapido," Ruel screamed. "No se moueven."

NOT SO FAST... DON'T MOVE.

"I can speak English," Anna offered up.

"And that makes you better?" Ruel screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Huh, whore?"

With Agent Anderson holding the spotlight, Ruel emerged from the darkness. He was the spitting image of the wrestler Chavo Guerrero, standing in at 5'9 and a thick 230 pounds. He had close cropped, shiny black hair. Penetrating eyes. And unconcealed by his green pants- A RAGING HARD ON.

While Anna had just cum at the thought of Luke Bryan, Agent Ruel Gonzalez was more her speed, because they shared the same heritage. So as the short, but hefty man stomped over, Anna submissively licked her lips.

"If I do everything you two say, can you at least turn a blind eye and give me a chance out here?"

Agent Gonzalez and his superior Agent Anderson already knew the answer. If in fact she was the freak that her actions purported her to be, then yes, they would let her slide. But they couldn't let her know that.

"Tell you what," Agent Anderson spoke up. "My man Ruel is loyal to me. So if you suck him off, with me watching, I'll think about it."

Now nose to nose with the man, she wanted to give him a hug and deep kiss. But he grabbed her shoulders and simply said, "Abajo", meaning DOWN.

She rested her hands on his chest and stared him deep in the eye as she sunk to her knees, loving the profile of a man towering over her. As soon as she was eye level with his crotch, she kissed the massive bulge and slid her hands back to palm his meaty Mexican ass.

"Dere U go," Agent Anderson instigated from the sidelines, simultaneously rubbing his own dick. "Put on a show for me."

Once she unzipped his fly and yanked his pants down, a deep breath of sweat and piss hit her nostrils.

"Fuck yeah," her nipples hardened. "You smell so good."

While Ruel stammered around to slide his legs from the pants, but still keep on his steel toed boots, Anna kneaded and caressed his massive ghetto booty.

"Okay puta," the border patrol agent stood naked (excepting his backwards cap, bullet proof vest, gun holster and shiny boots). "Chuparme la polla. Rapido."

Anna began to sensuously kiss his cockhead, almost as if she were french kissing his dick.

"Mmmmm," Ruel rolled his eyes into the back of his skull. "Hacienda bien. You're doing great, puta."

Hearing his approval, Anna opened wide as a hippo and shoved her face forward until her nose flattened into his pubic hairs.

"Holy fuck," Ruel held his tongue out the side of his mouth. "She gobbled dat muthafucka in one gulp."

"Goooo-ragggggggg," she choked at his slightest movement.

"Don't praise her too soon," Agent Anderson smirked, as her coughing sent globs of spit ricocheting over the NINE inch Mexican pleasure pipe.

"Agggggggggggffggg."

"Asfixiada puta... choke on it bitch. Yesssss. O my god it feels so fucking good. Mmmmm. Mm-hmm."

Anna loved the way his ass flexed around as he began to pump in and out of her throat. It excited her so much that she slid one hand down to finger her own pussy.

"Look at her go," Agent Anderson stepped over, as he layed on his back and slid under her pussy.

Anna leaned up so the two men could work as a team to remove her clothes. When she relaxed her weight, Agent Anderson plunged his tongue up her pussy as Ruel plunged his dick back down her throat.

Now to give a proper description of Agent Anderson, picture the wrestler Triple H once he shaved down to his buzzcut. You had over 6feet and nearly 315 pounds of man.

Anna resembled no celebrity. She was simply a beauty all on her own, with a trademarked Latina smile...pert breasts...and a massive ghetto booty.

As Agent Anderson slurped on her clit, she gave Ruel a blow job that was fit for the gods.

"You know what?" Ruel leaned down to clasp her face. " I like you."

He then locked lips with her in a long, tongue swirling kiss, as his warm hands mashed her titties.

"Ptuhhhhhhh," Agent Anderson opened up her pussy lips and spit on her clit, making her heart jump. "Ptuhhhhhhh."

"If he keeps doing that he's gonna make me cum," Anna thought to herself, as he spit one more time.

SPUIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, she squirted.

"Fuck yeah," Ruel broke the kiss. "Squirt all over his muthafuckin face. Mm-hmm. That's what I'm talking about."

Agent Anderson opened wide and tilted his head back to drink all that Anna had to offer.

"Lemme fill you back up," Ruel felt the need to piss, as Anna stuck out her tongue. The second his piss hit her tongue, she squirted more over Anderson's face.

"Oh my god," Agent Anderson opened wider. " Quench my thirst you Mexican whore. Mmmmm mmmmm."

"Are you flexible?" Ruel finally said, once Anna gulped down his piss.

Without waiting for the answer, he placed Anna's ass over Anderson's face and placed her in an upside down headstand/69, so that as Anderson ate her ass- she sucked his TEN INCH dick.

This was Anna's first time with a white boy. But as long as a dick made her gag and choke, Anna was all in.

"Gragggggg... ack-ack...arrggphhhh."

While Anna and the border patrol agent engaged in the backwards 69, Ruel ran his hands up and down Anna's tingly body. At one point, he crunched her toes together and licked the underside of her feet, while simultaneously finger fucking her.

She felt so erotic as the two men made her feel like the center of the sexual universe.

Anna didn't remember when, but at some point, Ruel layed on his back, pulled her off Anderson and STUFFED his fat dick up her ass. She went to scream, but Ruel locked both hands over her neck.

"At ah, puta. Cayete. Just kick your legs up and grab his fucking ass."

Anna knew the two men were going to DP her. Of that there was no question. But what she didn't expect was for Agent Anderson to line his dick alongside of Ruels.

"No...not two in the same hole. I can bare-...ack... ack-ack."

"What did I ask you to do?" Ruel began to choke her out.

"To...to...grabbb... ack-ack... grab his ass and spread my legs."

"Then grab his fucking ass and do it," Ruel grinded his vocal chords together. "C'MON."

Agent Anderson hefted her legs over his shoulders -and in one lunge- he split her ass like Moses split the Red Seas.

"Ahhhhhhhhh," her screams split the night. "Oh fuggggccccckkkkk meee"

Agent Anderson began to mock like he was doing push-ups as he rose ten inches up and slammed two inches back down. It hurt for the first ten seconds, because as the two men moved around, some part of her body was being touched.

Ruel would plunge up, making her asshole contract... Anderson would lean down and bite a nipple.

Anderson would ease up and release the nipple, Ruel would slide his tongue inside of her ear and whisper Spanish curse words in her ear.

It went on and on, until the men began to experiment with freaky positions. Anderson would lay on his back(dick high in the air) and Anna would straddle him facing away so that Ruel could straddle her in a 69 from above. Or she'd suck Ruel in a standing, reverse 69 as Agent Anderson licked all over her body.

Countless orgasms ensued. And to be honest, Anna began to wonder when would it end. As the sun began to rise, and with her ass throbbing (since it's the only other hole they touched aside from her throat) Anna came up with a nickname for the days events and the green suited border patrol agents.

GREEN GUYS FOR THE BROWN EYE.

Border patrol agents who fucked the living shit out of her tight, little asshole.

For the grand finale, they had her ride one of their nightsticks as they stood over her and jacked two loads of cum over her face.

"Now here's what you're going to do," the corrupt agents told her. "The rumors are correct. You will get safe passage. Just know that once a year, Officer Ruel and I will find you. And just like right now, you will do the same thing then."

"Yes sir," Anna humped the nightstick. "I will allow the green guys to pound my brown eye..."

"Good...now beat it. Your transport is waiting..."

Ruel and Anderson knew this little operation could go bust at any time. But as they shook the last remnants of cum from their dicks, it was evident that it was a chance that they were willing to take.