Fiesta Guererro

All Characters In This Story Are 18+ Years Old

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Tuesday, November 3, 1992 Palm Springs and Cathedral City, CA

At 8 a.m. Dr. William Carter grinned at this lathered reflection in the hotel bathroom mirror. He casually swished his Gillette safety razor in the warm slurry in the basin, then resumed gliding the double edges over his stubble. The process, so effortless and habituated after 50-odd years, left him free to think back and remember yesterday afternoon.

*

On the drive back to La Familia from the cemetery, Mari mentioned the restaurant would be closed, as usual, Tuesday and there would be a small, family, fiesta at the Guerrero home in Cathedral City. Mari would tell her husband, Eduardo, tonight about her discovered father before luring him, for the first time in 10 years, into drunken sex-play, to cover her hoped for pregnancy by Carter. Carter asked could he give the news to Luz early and Mari had agreed. They sealed their new father-daughter-lover pact with a light kiss in the Taurus behind the the cantina and then parted. Carter enjoyed a final flash of Mari's cleavage as she had turned, poked her shoulders back in the car and said, "Hasta manana, Papa!"

Carter returned to the hotel, showered, changed into fresh slacks and a non-cum-stained polo shirt, then drove back to Palm Springs to properly introduce himself to his newfound granddaughter. He had not sat long in the car when he saw Luz moving along the sidewalk toward her apartment. She held two paper grocery sacks against her chest and her purse bounced on her right hip with each step.

Carter hustled across the pink gravel and intercepted Luz a few steps from the door to #6. "Luz!" he said, with a rush, reaching out his arms, "Let me help you with those!" Not accepting a refusal, Carter pulled the sacks to himself as her hands naturally gave way.

"Senor Bill!" Luz cried in surprise. "Que pasa? Por que...?" she stared, her open face displaying her wonder at Carter's sudden appearance.

"Luz," Carter began, calmly with a broad smile, "I thought your mom told you she had asked me to take her to the cemetery today?"

"Si... pero... "

"Well, when we were there, we learned something... "

"I just came from there, myself," Luz continued, overriding Carter's words, "I didn't see you."

"We must have just missed you, then," Carter concluded. "Open up and invite me in. We have important things to discuss." Carter's voice, though temperate, was commanding and Luz felt oddly compelled to obey.

Carter's eyes drank in Luz as, still flustered, she rummaged in her purse and fumbled her keys in the doorlock. She was dressed in regular street clothes. Her tight, shrunken Levi's clung to her legs, disappearing into soft, tall, tan high-heeled cowboy boots. As she bent over the lock, her snap-front, green plaid western-styled shirt billowed at her chest, giving a glimpse of her swelling breast tops in a lace-trimmed red bra.

Composing herself as she turned the key, Luz turned her face to Carter, smiled warmly and said, "Of course, Senor Bill, please come inside."

"Again?" thought Carter, smirking internally, "Where else?" Out loud, he said, "Thanks, Luz." Stepping over the threshold into her, now familiar, studio apartment, he added, "I'll set the groceries here on the counter. Anything in here for the refrigerator or freezer?" he asked, keeping his excitement in check.

"No," Luz replied, closing the door and bending at the waist to the floor. As she scratched Pablo, her purring grey cat, rolling at her feet, Luz looked at Carter under her outstretched arm. "It's just tortillas, cat food and some supplies. They can wait there for me to put away later."

Carter inhaled sharply as he viewed Luz' round denim-wrapped ass and the taut muscles on the backs of her thighs. "Easy does it, William," he cautioned himself, "Think how you want this to be." Stepping out of the kitchenette into the main room, Carter moved toward Luz. "Ola Pablo, como esta?" he asked easily as he stooped beside the girl and ran his left hand over the cat's furry side.

Luz grinned widely. "I remember now how much you liked my pussy," she said softly, "It was a sign for me." She straightened up and Carter found his chin inches away from the camel-toe in the crotch of Luz' Levi's.

Standing erect himself, Carter put his hands on Luz' shoulder points, looked straight into her dark liquid eyes and said, "And for me, too, Luz." He lightly rubbed her upper arms and continued, "Your mother showed me something today which will change our worlds..."

"Que?" Luz became concerned by the sudden serious look in the old gentleman's face.

"... Your mom is... " Carter hesitated, inhaling Luz' sandlewood perfume in a single deep breath, "my... unknown daughter." He exhaled slowly on the last syllable.

It was well Carter had a grip on Luz. She sagged at her knees with the surprising news. Quickly recovering, she stiffened, pushed back and held Carter at arm's length, her hands on his waist. "Then... then... Mi Dio!" she exclaimed, "Tu es... mi abuelo; soy tu nieta!" Closing ranks, Luz hugged Carter tight to her bosom, laid her cheek against his and breathed, "Oh! This explains so much the strnage, strong feelings I have had for you ever since you gave me my lesson in self-confidance!"

Carter felt her wet tears on his face and folded Luz into him, squeezing her back. "And I, for you, Luz," he murmured, gently patting her bottom and rubbing her shoulder blades.

"Sometimes, I... I think I have... dreamed of you," Luz continued, sobbing slightly. "I have wakened and felt,... hot... and anxious... and... restless. Oh, Bill! Oh Abuelo! Hold me tight, por favor!" she cried into his neck.

"As tight as you like, as long as you want, honey" Carter cooed, flexing his strong right hand and seizing Luz's right ass cheek as he stroked her spine from neck to waist and back with his left hand. Luz sighed, gave a small shudder and melted against her new grandfather. Her hands roved over his back, slowly caressing him in great swaths.

Carter noticed Luz' body language and breathing as it morphed and decided to hedge his bets. "Presto," he whispered into her ear, feeling her collapse against him in her programmable trance state. "Luz," he asked, "Do you hear me? Who am I?"

"Yes," she replied flatly, "I hear you, Maestro."

"Good," Carter said, still embracing his thrall. "You have just met your grandfather, tu abuelo, and you are very happy to have found him. You love him very much and he loves you, too. You have a special bond with him. You want always to please your grandfather. Do you understand this?"

"Yes, Master," Luz answered, dully.

"Good," continued Carter, "When your secret box is closed and on my shelf, you still will remember how you want to love and please your grandfather at all times." As Carter spoke his hands found the clasp on Luz' brastrap, beneath her shirt fabric, and released it. "When your secret box is open - when I have said the key word - you will be my lover, my lovely Luz, and you will not know me to be anyone but just 'Bill', your master, whom you love forever and always. Do you understand this?" he asked, as he pulled Luz'shirt from the waist of her jeans.

"Yes, Master Bill," Luz answered. "I understand."

"Perfecto," Carter said soto voce, then, more distinctly, he used Luz' key,"Rosary" and pushed his alert, but rapt, subject away, smiling into her open, dark eyes. "How have you been, honey?" he asked, with a chuckle. "Have you missed me mucho?"

"Oh! Bill!" Luz cried out, clasping her arms around his neck and peppering him with quick kisses. "Oh, Si! I have missed you muchisimo!"

"Yes, I guess you have!" laughed Carter, kissing Luz back passionately, probing her mouth with his hot tongue and loving how she sucked its tip against her hard palate. His hands slid up her back, under her loose shirt and around her ribs, covering her warm full freasts beneath the freed cups of her brassiere.

"Uhhh," Luz whimpered, as her aching nipples stretched and thickened under his diddling fingers, "mi amor!" She pulled her shirt front apart, noisily popping its snaps, giving Carter unrestricted access to her large, naked olive breasts and their round black targets. He bent his head as she removed her shirt and bra. Fixing his mouth against her right tit, he drew her in and sucked furiously. Luz pushed his face into her and scratched his salt-and-pepper scalp feverishly as she moaned under his suction.

Carter slipped his hands to Luz' waist and unbuckled, then unsnapped and unzipped, her Levi's. She squirmed and wriggled as his hands worked the tight jeans, her red panties with them, over her broad hips and past her bottom. Luz bowed her legs and groaned when Carter's right hand slid over her curly-haired pudenda and squeezed her dampening pussy's lips. Carter pushed two fingers into Luz' slick cunt and thrust them up while pressing his thumb against her stiffened clit. "Aaahh! Uhnnh!" she cried as her first orgasm broke and her pussy flooded around his hand.

Luz gasped while she came. Carter, still sucking her tit, pulled his hand from her soaked twat and picked her up by her waist. Stepping forward, he carried her across the room and deposited Luz on her sofa. Finally releasing her slobbered, swollen breast from his mouth, he knelt before her.

Luz' chest heaved while Carter worked her boots off and then pulled her jeans and bikini briefs the rest of the way past her knees and over her feet. Eagerly, she reached for his head and puled him to her groin, throwing her bare thighs and calves wide and hooking her ankles behind Carter's back.

Luz squealed with delight as Carter's tongue drove deep into her gaping wet trench. She broke again, squirting his lips and tugging madly on his ears while he burrowed his cheeks into the slick junction of her thighs. "Oh! Mmmmaestro!" Luz screamed, "Enter me! Fill me up! UHHH! Por Favor, MAEEEStro!" she pulled on Carter's shoulders and arms, dragging him north, across her stomach, licking her pussy juice off his lips.

Carter, in his frenzy, somehow dropped his pants and found her hungry cunt with his raging stout cock. Driving hard, he shoved his length into Luz to its full extent. She clawed his polo shirt up and raked his bare back with her nails. He pulled back and thrust forward again. Luz squeezed his piston with her sleeve. Back. Forward. Back. Forward. Carter pounded his loins against Luz. She nipped his neck, pulled his hair and screeched as their hips banged. With a final, terrible, lurch and shout, Carter ejaculated deep into Luz while she came a third tummult with increasing howls.

Carter withdrew his still stiff cock and hunched forward, bumping its sticky, purple head against Luz' chin. She held his dick in her small left hand and closed her mouth over him. "Ummm, mmm," Luz hummed around his fat bulb as she licked and sucked away the remaining seed from his stalk, basted in her own cum. Carter groaned as her tongue and gums worked magic on his rod, prompting his nuts to tighten once more and spurt a small fresh load into Luz' throat.

"Ahh, Luz," Carter soothed, stroking her hair, "Such a good girl, you are. You are my special chili pepper." Luz grinned at the accolade, opened her mouth and sucked on Carter's balls, purring, while he brushed her curls out of her face.

Suddenly inspired by a flashing vision of Peri and Trish, Carter leaned over Luz, said "Rosary" and watched as she sank back onto the cushions, eyes closed, legs and arms limp. Carter rose from the sofa, crossed the room and searched Luz' bath for the electric shaver he knew would be there. He also found tweezers and a clean wash rag. Returning to the couch, he quickly acted on his idea and deftly shaved, trimmed and plucked Luz's thick, black, curly bush until it looked like nothing so much as a neatly defined chili pepper, its curved point hovering just above Luz' clitoral hood and its stem centered 3 inches below her wonderful deep navel.

Carter sat back, studied his work, then leaned forward and kissed his way from Luz' belly button, across her tufted topiary chili, to the apex of her cunt. She twitched when he blew her clit a kiss and stood up. After putting away the shaving gear, Carter walked to the prostrate Luz and said, "Rosary." Her eyes fluttered and he continued, "Luz, I must go away, please get up, get dressed and hug me goodbye."

Luz promptly rose from the sofa, with a happy glow in her cheeks and eyes but a sad pout on her lips, still dribbled with Carter's jism. "You only just came," she protested, as she stepped into her panties and pulled up her blue jeans. "Can't you stay longer?" She smiled, licked her lips, and slipped on her bra, re-harnessing her 35D boobs. "I am sure we could find something to eat, if you are... hungry."

"No, honey," Carter said, shaking his head, "You are tempting, and sweet to ask, but I have something else to attend to." He watched carefully as Luz snapped her shirt up to the center of her red bra and then sat to pull on her boots. "But come here for a big hug and kiss, won't you?" he asked.

Luz rushed to his arms, grateful for the close contact. Carter kissed her warmly and said, "Presto," bringing her instantly back to her normal unspellbound state. "Hey! Luz!" Carter exclaimed, "Are you okay? You seemed dazed there for a moment." He shook her shoulders gently. "I am sorry for the abruptness of the news... it kind of rocked me a little, too."

Luz looked at Carter. "No, no," she said, "It's not that. I'm okay. I am happy and excited... pero," she shook her head and gazed around the apartment, "I guess... suddenly I just feel so tired."

"I don't doubt that," Carter replied empathetically, "It's a very emotional, even draining, experience to find a new relative." He grinned and kissed Luz' nose. "Why don't you call it an early night, crawl into bed with your gatito, and have a nice long sleep? I'll come for you again, tomorrow, then we can go together to Cathedral City." he suggested.

"Oh, yes!" Luz declared emphatically, "I would like that, very much!"

"Good, then that's settled." Carter declared.

"Until then," Luz winked at Carter "mi abuelo!" she craned her neck and kissed him, more warmly than she had at first intended, then pulled quickly back, blushing. "Buenos Noches, Querido!"

Carter chuckled. "Yes, whatever that means... Sweet dreams, honey. I'll be by between 5 and 6 p.m."

"Bueno!" Luz had clapped as Carter left her and headed for the Taurus.

*

Even as Carter was shaving and reminiscing in his hotel bathroom, Luz Guerrero was in her shower, examining the hickey splotched on her right breast. It wasn't at all tender, certainly not like her nipples, which shot twinges straight through her tummy to her clit at the least touch. She had no idea what the dark oval blot, over her areola and onto the side of her breast tissue, was, or how it came to be there. It reminded her of a similar darkness that had mysteriously appeared on her left breast in September. "That went away in a few days, no harm done," she thought to herself, soaping her new mark with her washcloth. "Maybe this is the same thing. Probably something to do with my hormones or something." Luz dismissed the thought and returned to her other vexation. Why had she shaved away all of her pubic hair, except for that long, twisted, thin patch. "It looks like a chili" she said, again, "pero es linda... me gusta!"

Luz stretched out her left middle finger and traced the length of the chili from her ombligo to her chumino, teasing her clit with her nail as the hot shower spayed onto her tender pezones. As her sexual tension built, she inserted her fingers into her os and pushed them, wiggling, until she found release and leaned back with a long sigh against the shower wall. "Oh, por que estoy pensando en mi abuelo? Eso es pecado!" she agonized, as Carter's textured, handsome, face formed in her head while she panted and came.

Luz stepped out of the shower and rubbed herself dry, trying to sort out her feelings after the revelation of yesterday. Her grey cat sauntered into the bathroom and arched his back against her smooth, dripping leg. "Pablo, soy una chica traviesa! Very, very naughty, to think such thoughts of my grandfather. Por que no puedo detenerlo?" She hung the damp towel on the rack and stepped nude into the main room, padding around, doing her morning chores. "Oh well, Pablo, they are only thoughts, yes?" she asked rhetorically as she dressed and got ready to enjoy her holiday from the restaurant. After getting her hair done she would see a matinee at the movie and still be home to meet her grandfather at 5 p.m.

*

Meanwhile, in Cathedral City, Mariana Flores de Guerrero, spit a mouthful of toothpaste suds violently into the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. "Cerdo repugnante!" she said, looking over her bare shoulder through the open door at Eduardo, her fat, sleeping, husband, snoring loudly in the next room.

Ten years ago she had caught him in Luz' bedroom, pinning her to the wall with his greasy hand in her panties. She still could hear him asking Luz if she had any hair, if she was a woman, yet. Divorce was out of the question but she had put a knife to his ribs and swore she would castrate him and strangle him with his own guts if he touched her daughter again. Of course, that ended their matrimonial relations as well.

"Diez anos," Mari muttered, rinsing her mouth with Listerine and spitting again. Her nude breasts shook as they hung, still proud, though not so firm as once they were. Now, she had found her own father, and had fucked him, and probably was carrying his baby. "Am I less a sinner than Eduardo?" she asked herself. "YES!" she hissed at herself in the mirror, "a thousand times, yesss!" She rationalized, "I am an adult and so is Bill. We did not know who we were to each other the day before yesterday... does one day of knowledge make so much difference? He is a kind man, a loving man, and I have had no man, no loving, no kindness for so long... I deserve to be loved too!" Tears began to stream down Mari's cheeks as her lonely litany progressed. Shaking her short blonde hair and grimacing at the lengthening dark roots, she dried her face on a hand towel and looked again at her reflection. "No Mas!" she snarled, "I hope I do have his baby. I hope I get a chance to make sure I have his baby! Tonight!"

Turning to the door, Mari walked through to her husband's bedroom and stood at the foot of his bed. Spreading her legs wide, she reached her left hand to her frizzy bush and lifted her right tit in her other palm. Shaking and shimmying, she cursed Eduardo beneath her breath, "Diablo! Your touches last night were nothing to me! Rot in hell!" then she stalked back through the bathroom to her own bedroom, locked the door and dressed for her daily masquerade as a dutiful wife to an honorable husband and businessman.

*

Back at the hotel, Carter slipped a navy silk blazer on over a clean white polo shirt, checked the polish on his shoes and the crease in his worsted slacks, then stepped out of his room to attend the day's Counselors Conference workshops. The workshops and presentations were moderately interesting. Carter learned a few things, met some new colleagues, yawned a couple of times and took care of his conferee obligations.

*

Carter parked his car and knocked on Luz' door at 5:15 p.m. He was pleased to hear her rustle around and come to the door promptly. He had not relished the idea of loitering in his car a second day waiting for her to arrive. The door cracked open and Luz' voice came over the security chain, "Si?"

"It's me, honey," Carter said cheerily, and watched as the chain dropped and the door widened onto Luz' beaming face. "Hey! You had some 'sunstreaks' added to your hair! That's a very nice look for you, Luz" he complimented her as he crossed the portal.