Maria's Gang Bang

By Kelly Addams

Caution: This story features elements of Race Play which may be offensive to some readers. Mexican hottie Maria wants a family but she doesn’t want a husband, or even a boyfriend. A sperm bank would be the obvious choice but that option wouldn’t be half as much fun as the plan that she’s about to set in motion, a plan that involves the three black studs that have joined the maths class that she teaches. Maria can get pregnant, fulfil her deepest fantasy, and settle a few old scores.

• Language: English
• Publisher: PMO Publishing
• Release date: Jan 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215152317

Kelly Addams

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Maria’s Gang Bang

Kelly Addams

Copyright

Layout Copyright © 2022 by PMO Publishing. Published 2022 by PMO Publishing. E-book design by PMO Publishing. Cover art by PMO Publishing. Contact: [e-mail]

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the authors permission.

Authors note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Caution: This story features elements of Race Play which may be offensive to some readers.

Acknowledgement: Original story idea by JB.

Chapter 1

Maria Jose Rayas Rendon had never known her biological father, he had disappeared from her life before she had reached the age of six months.

He would have stayed my little one, Her mother had often told her, But everything was so complicated back then!

Back then had been ten years previously, young Maria had stopped questioning why every other kid in school had two parents and she only had a mother, she had reached the age where she questioned what the hell had happened?

You father was a good hard-working man, she’d been told, He was a proud man, a jimadore from the mountains of Jalisco. They are skilled men, the jimadores. Year after year he tended and harvested the blue agave, he was respected. But sometimes life turns you around, and your father found himself out of work. Well rather than become despondent and drink himself to death he made the long journey from the highlands of our beloved Mexico to where we are right now. He came to start a new life in America. Your father soon found work picking fruit, and we met in the canteena where I worked…

Maria waited patiently as her mother dried a tear. We fell in love Mi’ja, and it wasn’t long before I discovered that I was carrying you. My husband was so proud when you were born, but our happiness was not to last. Maria, your father had no papers to be here in America, he was illegal, and they caught him.

And what happened to him? Maria had asked quietly.

He was deported mi hija, and since the day that he was taken away from us I have never heard a word. I sent letters to his village hoping that someone might reply, but no one ever did. After a few months I stopped trying… I am sure that something must have happened to him because he was a good man, he would not willingly desert us.

That explanation had been sufficient for Maria at the time, but as she grew older and maybe a little more cynical she saw what she presumed had really happened. Her father had left his agave tending life in Mexico lured by tales of riches in America. He had evaded the border police and joined the hordes of migrant workers who arrived each season to pick oranges and apples and avocado. He had then found a local girl and knocked her up. Maybe he’d intended to stay with her and their daughter, but the authorities had finally caught up with him, and once deported back to Mexico he’d thought to himself, why bother trying to go back?

She had shaken her head and closed her eyes. This was her father she was debating, and she carried his name despite her parents not being married. She was a Rendon, and he hadn’t deserted them so callously, something had happened to prevent his return, because, as her mother insisted, he was a good, hardworking and honest man. It was the scenario that she chose to believe, yet still, deep down she had always harboured an element of distrust. Men only wanted one thing, and when they had achieved their goal they would be gone quicker than a road runner bird.

It was a feeling that she carried as she was whisked away to a convent school. She was a bright girl but her mother was often unemployed and unable to pay for a decent education, they lived in the poorest part of town and all of the local school teachers had given up on hope and life. They simply turned up each week for the wage, what was the point in trying to teach when most of the female pupils would be pregnant or junkies before they reached the age of sixteen, and the boys were all intent on lives in petty crime and gang membership.

Maria was in a dangerous environment, not only physically but mentally also. She was in danger of catching the same malaise, the despair of a young girl who knew all that life held in store was babies and domestic violence.

Sister Immaculada had saved her, the nun had become a close personal friend of her mother, and it was the elderly Catholic nun who