General Reports

[Artisttyp]

Has anyone done a session with a chica from la gloria bar? I was curious to know how that worked. Yesterday I was dancing with one that really turned me on but I wasnt sure what the deal was.

Thanks

[Fnord]

Crossed the border on foot, there was a line to get into Mexico. Obviously fast moving as no one was checking but those scary metal turnstiles do slow down traffic. Maybe 15 minutes at 18:30. Coming back was absolutely no waiting via the walking route. We sauntered in around 00:30 and I was stupefied to walk freely all the way into the immigration building to find two lines with <10 people each but four border patrol booths working. Took less than 10 minutes, I have never passed so quickly before.

I have not been to Tijuana in a couple of years; I don't know if this is status quo now, a result of the economy, or the long weekend.

[Ath Trainer]

I had a great time. And popped several times Saturday. But Sunday morning Was a different story, I took five girls but popped only twice. But that's what I wrote, thanks for assuming I popped every girl; it's not possible anymore.

Sunday

Miss Milky (1st Time) : No pop, I was busy with those dripping boobies.

Miss Perfect: No pop, I just held her and chatted.

Miss Milky (2nd Time) : No pop. Hell, I hired her to take a nap with me! How sad is that! LOL!

Miss Chaparrita: Yes. Damn, she had me so worked it up.

Rosario (Las Chavelas) : Yes. Great nut sucker, too bad her ass stunk.

P. S. I'm seriously thinking of going to Tijuana this afternoon.

After reading your reports, so am I, but.

Unfortunately, I live on the east coast. Will have to make the best and go to the local club w / Brazil Chicas.

[John Rain]

Amen to that, I started to congratulate that lucky bastard but canceled the post as being too patronizing.

As one gets older, it's difficult to suspend belief when hearing of 5 pop days.

Yet we too did it "back in the day". . . . . .

Keep on posting buddy, and more often please.

I had a great time. And popped several times Saturday. But Sunday morning Was a different story, I took five girls but popped only twice. But that's what I wrote, thanks for assuming I popped every girl; it's not possible anymore.

Sunday

Miss Milky (1st Time) : No pop, I was busy with those dripping boobies.

Miss Perfect: No pop, I just held her and chatted.

Miss Milky (2nd Time) : No pop. Hell, I hired her to take a nap with me! How sad is that! LOL!

Miss Chaparrita: Yes. Damn, she had me so worked it up.

Rosario (Las Chavelas) : Yes. Great nut sucker, too bad her ass stunk.

P. S. I'm seriously thinking of going to Tijuana this afternoon.

[Party God]

A buddy wants to come down to Tijuana with me on Sunday and realized that his passport just expired. How big of a deal do ya'll think that is? Will he just have to go through the non-WHIT pedestrian line? Or will that even be necessary?

As always, thanks in advance for the info.

[Dornyone]

Mike, I haven't popped a chubby from reading these reports in a long time, but your 4-part series got it done, thanks! Great re-telling of an incredible adventure!

Amen to that, I started to congratulate that lucky bastard but canceled the post as being too patronizing.

As one gets older, it's difficult to suspend belief when hearing of 5 pop days.

Yet we too did it "back in the day".

Keep on posting buddy, and more often please.

[Drose]

Haven't been to Tijuana in over 10 years, but am looking at visiting sometime this weekend. Any fellow mongers interested in going on an adventure? Let me know.

Thanks

[Misteroc]

Mike, I haven't popped a chubby from reading these reports in a long time, but your 4-part series got it done, thanks! Great re-telling of an incredible adventure!

[DJ FourMoney]

Yeah betting on football is a passion of mine too. Good thing there are a bunch of Calientes conveniently located throughout Tijuana. Thing that sucks about Caliente is that they charge juice on winning bets. Football is really fixed though. Got to recognize which games are fixed and then lay the house on them.

The NFL is fixed or College Football? I don't know if its "fixed", sure some "calls" are questionable at times of games but some things can't be explained with things like somebody throwing a game. Then again I'm not that cynical.

[DJ FourMoney]

Anyone know of a pharmacy near Zona Norte or Revolution Ave. where decent English is spoken? Preferably one where certain bluish pill are available for a poor gringo who "forgot" his prescription, but I need to pick up a few other things as well.

The places I have been in the Zona speak workable English. I was able to get "helpers" when I wanted them.

[Irony Monger]

Anyone know of a pharmacy near Zona Norte or Revolution Ave. where decent English is spoken? Preferably one where certain bluish pill are available for a poor gringo who "forgot" his prescription, but I need to pick up a few other things as well.

[John Rain]

part four: sunday

i lay in bed for another half hour, tired but unable to fall asleep. so, i rise and get in the shower and stand there forever. i get dressed and walk outside. it's cold. i walk down to the corner and get some hot manzanilla té. returning, a gal flags me down. i like her warm friendly face, so i stop to let her beg me to take her. i'm not interested in sex, but ask if she'll give me a massage for 200 pesos. she agrees and we head up to my room.

in the room, i put 200 pesos on the dresser and take my shoes off. she tells me that, if i want, she can squirt some milk into my tea. what? she's lactating and can squirt some milk into my tea! i decline and sit on the bed. now this girl starts kissing me. her vibe is so relaxed and friendly, like we've been lovers for years. she pulls up my shirt and starts licking my nipples. i take my shirt off and she continues with this warm and cuddly and kissy attitude. somewhat unusual for a first time with a street girl, but i'm really enjoying her sweet affections.

before i know it my pants are off and her top is off and she is hanging her sweet titties in my face. a drop of milk spills out and she pushes her breast into my mouth. it is sweet and rich. immediately her other breast starts dripping milk. being the gentleman that i am, i clean it up, that is, lick it up. and then the other breast starts dripping again. it takes a while to get the situation under control. meanwhile, her phone alarm goes off and she asks if i would like more time. damn it, of course i want more time, i need more time. and so it goes, what started out as a harmless desire for a relaxing massage has developed into some kind of weird fetish i didn't know i had! when our time is up, i walk her back down to her spot and look over and see miss perfect ready and waiting for me down the street.

so, i hustle down to miss perfect and say good morning. she looks at me and says i have something on my chin. (milk?) she wipes it away. i tell her it must be some soap because i just washed my face. (lie.)

i take miss perfect back to my room where i just hold her and tell her of my adventures the night before. she sees condom wrappers all over the floor and tells me that i've been a very bad boy. i caress her gorgeous body, but i'm tired and don't want sex. we talk and hold each other. she has an appointment this morning, so when we're done she will leave for the day. so, i walk her down to hotel porton where she keeps her change of clothes and we kiss goodbye.

i get another hot tea and start back to hotel cascadas, but see my milky friend shivering in the cold morning air. i ask her if she would like something hot to drink. she says yes and we walk into the restaurant attached to hotel cascadas. the cook there has just finished a hot batch of a rich milk-rice-cinnamon drink. he gives her a sample and she asks if i will let her have this instead of tea. she also orders a couple pieces of toast to go. i suggest that we sit down here and eat. she agrees and i order a plate of breakfast.

we share our food and chat. she says she is exhausted because she worked all night. i ask if she made a lot of money and she says no only two customers. she said there are few men here and they have no money. as i talk more with her i really think she's a sweetheart. she pitches me for sex and i tell about my toda la noche and that i'm also exhausted. i ask her if she would like to come back to my room again and just sleep with me a for couple of hours. she would like it very much, but could i give her some money for her time. i agree. we finish breakfast and go back to my room again.

we strip naked and she folds herself around me fitting so perfectly and comfortably. she is just the perfect size and shape for me, like we were made to cuddle together. you know how with some women you can never quite sleep next to them comfortably? with her it was just the opposite, like we were made to fit together. we fell asleep in a short time and woke two hours later when her phone alarm went off. (and it's none of your damn business whether or not i suckled her again.)

it was noon, so i needed to check out of cascadas soon. so, i gathered my things and headed down to the reception desk to return my room card and get my deposit back. and drop off my gal. i showered back at hotel mini.

i go to see if i can find miss chaparrita. sure enough, she's standing there waiting for me. we hurry back to hotel mini. today there's no delay or flirting. i'm going to chow down on the best tj pussy i ever had. she quickly showers while i wait. i kiss her and she reacts strongly as ever. i whisper in her ear “quieres oral?” with the slightest breathe she replies “si...” and rolls on her back. i kiss her shoulders and she pushes my head down. i kiss her breasts and she pushes my head down. well, my mission here is clear. lick pussy. my job is easy, keep in the same position and steady speed and let her vary the position of her pussy as she sees fit. she's not shy at all today, pinching her nipples, rubbing her clit. she brings herself to the edge of orgasm several times and backs off.

my tongue is tired but there's no stopping. she has one hand grasping my hair to position my head and the other hand on the wall holding her body steady. when she decides it's time for the final orgasm she grabs a pillow and screams into it.

when she's done she keeps giggling and hiding her face. i guess she's a little embarrassed. me, i'm proud as can be that my sweetheart let her passion loose more than ever. she did blow me, but that was merely a postscript to the main event. i love her. we shower and i walk her back.

needing one more adventure, i walked around las chavelas bar and settled half-heartedly on a chubby brunette named rosario. she lives in socal, but works here on weekends. but she claims to know almost no english. she had a couple fiches, i had an agua mineral, and then we agreed to go to the room for $50. as we walk up to the reception desk the man, of course, recognizes me from my adventures with miss n, and miss milky, and miss perfect, and miss milky again; so he laughs at me. like, really, another one!

anyway, we get a short time room and it starts out good. rosario sucks my nuts and then starts bbbj. she starts to put her ass in my face, but she has a major case of stink-ass! i push it away. shit, literally, stink-ass. i fuck her and cum in about three pumps. once i cum she pushes me off her and says we're done. i object but she says we're done. i'm disappointed. as we're dressing she asks me in english whether she was good or bad. not registering that she just spoke in english, i struggle to tell her in spanish that i'm very disappointed. when i do she apologizes in english! so, i now realize she was playing me. i just want to get out of there.

it's time to head home. i'm upset that my last encounter was a bad one, but i also had several great experiences. overall, it was a memorable trip.

be safe.

[John Rain]

Part Three: Saturday Evening

I decide to check out Hong Kong Bar, so I pay $4 for a can of Tecate at the entrance. I walk around the bottom floor and then the second floor and then the third floor. The third floor used to have some booths but now it's converted into entirely private and VIP rooms. I head back down to the second floor and park myself in front of the women's bath room.

Eventually a young, slender brunette says 'Hello, ', and I invite her to sit with me. She puts her hand on my cock and tells me I'm muy guapo. Just a few hours ago, I was too short, too chubby, and too old; but now I'm muy guapo. I sure love Tijuana!

I buy her a fiche. She's nineteen and pretty. She never takes her hand off my dick, rubbing it constantly. My hands wander all over her fresh, sweet form. I exchange my can of Tecate for an agua mineral and order a second fiche for her. She's not interested in French kissing, so I decide that I'll get her one more fiche. But it is nice having her sitting here squeezing my dick. 'Me voy (I go) , ' I tell her when her third drink is empty. She says okay and thanks me. Nice girl. Can't remember her name.

It's getting cold, so I head back to my hotel to put on a long sleeve shirt. Then I walk back to Las Chavelas Bar, but I see Miss N standing outside. I had promised her earlier that I would return. So, I keep my word and we walk into Hotel Las Cascadas and get a short time room. In the room she's all over me. Her main goal last I saw her was to convince me to marry her. So, I guess she's still thinking that it's a possibility. (It's not, of course.) Anyway, she's all passionate and all over me. She begs me for TLN and begs me and begs me. She says she'll do anything I want. We can go dancing at Las Pulgas or dancing here at Las Chavelas or go anywhere I want. Or just have sex all night long. Or anything I want. I tell her I just have a room at Hotel Mini and it's not very comfortable for a woman to spend the night there with me. She says it's fine with her, she'll be happy no matter where it is. All she needs is me.

Well, Cheese Whiz, I can only take so much of this. I cave in and tell her okay, we can spend the night together. What about the money? She asks me to make her an offer. I tell her two hundred and she jumps on it. The knock on the door comes and we have to leave the room. We didn't have sex, but just spent the whole time with her accosting me and negotiating the TLN. So, I don't pay her anything and she doesn't ask.

We walk to the lobby and she asks me to wait while she goes and changes her clothes. While I'm waiting I'm thinking about how inadequate my room is, so I ask the reception desk clerk if they have any rooms here at Hotel Las Cascadas. Sure, we do! I can't believe it. It's 10:30 pm on a Saturday night and they still have rooms available. How much? $40. Okay, I'll take a room here. She returns and I explain that I'm going to get a room here, but need to run back to my other hotel and get my backpack.

I'm back in a flash and pay for room 433. We take the elevator up, get in the room and make ourselves comfortable. It's not a remodeled room but it's nice enough. We kiss and hug and play around for a short time and then I tell her we're going to go down to the bar and get a beer and dance. Sure, fine, anything you want tonight, my love.

Down in the bar, I get a Negra Modelo and she gets a Tecate. It's nice not paying the fiche price for her. She gets a full size beer at the same price as mine. We sip our beers, dance a few slow songs, sip some more, dance some more. It was nice and relaxing. When we're done, we get a couple bottles of water at the mercado across the street under Hotel Eduardo and head back to the room.

In the room, we turn on a porn channel and then have sex. I have to give her credit, throughout the night we have sex several times. I was really surprised at her continued great attitude. The only drawback was I couldn't get her to orgasm. And I didn't get much sleep.

In retrospect, the idea of TLN is always much more alluring than the reality. Fact is, I could have paid for two good sessions, got nice a night's sleep and been cash ahead of where I am now. But, like I said, the allure, the idea, of TLN is strong. Now, I wonder what this means for my relationship with this woman. I don't have a relationship with her, but likely she thinks we do. What will she expect on my next visit? Why did I do this?

Like always, TLN ends in the early morning. And so, at 5:45 am she needs to get going. I pay her and she leaves.

[John Rain]

Part Two: Late Saturday Afternoon

Well, now it's time to take a breather, so I walk around and decide to see if anything is happening at Las Chavelas Bar. Nothing much. As I leave and turn towards Hong Kong Bar a girl is waving me down. I recognize her vaguely and she says we were together one time. I say it must have been a few years back. It must have been one those early mornings when picking were slim, as she is nothing special to look at. She's jabbering about what great things she's going to do for me, when I glance over her should and see her! One of my absolute favorites is looking over at me with a giant smile and gleeming eyes, Miss Chaparrita, a petite, brunette cutie that I've known for years. I excuse myself from the forgettable girl in front of me and head down the street to my sweetheart.

'Michael, ' she says in a slow, drawn-out, come-fuck-me voice. Wow! I'm so happy to see her. She wasn't here when I visited in the Fall, so it's been more than two years since I last saw her. She looks good, so good. So much for taking a breather, I'm grabbing her now.

We walk down to Hotel Mini rather than use the hotel she's working out of. I close my room door and we hug. She starts taking her clothes off and asks if there is hot water here. I tell her yes but it takes a couple minutes to warm up. I turn the shower on knowing full well that this means she wants me to eat her pussy.

Years back, I flirted with Miss Chaparrita for a long time before taking her to the room, because I was hooked up with another girl working out of her hotel. So, I would chat with her and flirt with her as she's cute and very friendly. One day my favorite was gone on vacation or sick or something, so I took her. She really worked hard to please me. When I would kiss her on the neck she would gasp, you know, spontaneously take in a breath quickly because of the intensity of the sensation. I knew she had passion locked up inside of her. So, after a couple times, I decided that I had To get her back to my own hotel room, where we would be more comfortable and have a bit more time. I wanted to get her to release that passion on me.

Well, I asked her, I begged her, I bribed her over and over. She had a dozen excuses why she couldn't go all the way down to the other end of the Alley with me. It would take too much time. Her shoes were too difficult to walk that far. She didn't to walk past this girl or that girl. Blah, blah, blah, excuse after excuse. But she saw me come and go with my girl all the time. Eventually, I wore her down and got her to Hotel Mini with me. And yes, she was passionate. After that she never Wanted stay at her hotel again. She always Wanted to go with me to my room wherever it was. It takes some time to find a street girl gem but it's worth it. Now we're special friends. Damn, I've missed her.

Back to the present adventure, Miss Chaparrita is in the shower scrubbing herself fresh and delicious for me. I slip into the shower with her to rinse off as well. Back on the bed I kiss her on the neck and, as always, she gasps. I do this a few times, but it's time for the true test-I suck on her little ear, she gasps deeply and immediately clamps her pussy tight against my leg and starts rubbing it up and down. Oh, yes, this is my baby as I remember her! It's on now.

The highlight of our session is eating her sweet pussy. Her little juicy, electric pussy. She bucks and moans and grinds and groans. It's quite the experience. She is sopping wet and eventually orgasms on my face. I hold her against my chest while she rests. Eventually she blows me. We shower again. I give her the money folded up, we didn't discuss an amount. She puts it in her purse without checking it. We both know the deal from years back.

We stroll back down the alley and then some street girls tell her that the cholos Are coming. The street girls are all moving inside the buildings. There's some kind of commotion at the top of the Alley. She grabs me by the shirt and says, 'Come! ' We pile into a little store with three girls from her hotel and they all get behind me pulling me into a corner. I hear a crowd and honking and shouting, all getting closer and closer.

Apparently, it's a crowd of rowdies celebrating the soccer game. There's a pickup truck, a couple of cars and a parade of people on foot all making a lot of noise, waving flags, and chanting something in Spanish. It takes about five minutes for them to pass our location. The girls all return to the street again. I agree to meet with Miss Chaparrita tomorrow.

I cut through Las Chavelas Bar as the cholos are rounding the corner and I walk into Adelita Bar. There are lots of girls just standing around. It's not especially busy.

An older brunette says 'Hello, ' to me. We chat for a couple minutes. Her looks appeal to me, so I explain that I don't want sex but would like to buy her a drink. She agrees. Her name is Maya. She looks to be in her thirties, but I don't ask. We wrap our arms around each other. She offers to suck my balls and let me cum in her mouth. I tell her I already had sex and just want to relax with a woman next to me. She massages my arms and back while we talk and I buy her a fiche. We sit together for a while.

Maya pitches me again and again, but I stick to my story and thank her when she's done with the second drink. I walk around Adelita Bar, some girl grabs my butt. I sure love Tijuana!

[John Rain]

Part One: Saturday Afternoon

Hi, guys! I went down to Tijuana on Saturday, May 21st. Usually, I prefer to go on Sundays but my schedule didn't work out that way this time. I am both concerned and curious about what kind of crowd there might be on a Saturday night. It's been years since I did the Saturday night tour.

At about 1:15 pm I arrived at the Ueta parking lot only to find it full and closed. I drive across the street and find the Mexicoach parking lot is also closed. I have never seen this before. I drive a bit further down Camino de La Plaza to Virginia Avenue and I see a $5 parking lot for Baja-Mex Insurance. I park and go inside the office to inquire. It's $5 to stay until 8 am the next morning. So, I pay $10 for two days and hoof it over to the border crossing.

I take a cab to the Arch, hop out and make my way over to Constitucióand. Right away I see Miss ClassicLatina and say Hello. She's not wearing her usual tall shoes so she's looking really short today. Of course, she says 'Let's go hroooom! ' and I tell her I'll see her later. I cross over at the bottom of the hill to Callejóand Coahuila and become worried because I don't see my favorite, Miss Perfect. Damn! Going further down to the front of La Capirucha Bar, where the girls from Hotel Mini stand, I don't see my number two girl, Miss Cariñoso. Damn it!

Back at the corner, a girl propositions me and I ask her if Miss Perfect is working today. She says yes, but that she went to get some lunch. Whew! Good! My girl is here, so now job two is to get a room. I head into Hotel Mini and get a room for two nights. It's 480 pesos for an old, shitty room with a leaky shower and constant pounding music 24/7. But I'm happy! I haven't been here since early November and I'm really excited. Who knows what adventures this trip holds for me.

I decide to walk down to the far end of the Alley. On the way, outside of Las Chavelas Bar, I see Miss N. I give her a hug and, of course, she says 'Let's go! ' I tell her that I'm just making the rounds and saying Hello, to my friends. She makes me promise to take her to the room sometime today. I agree.

At the end of the alley I see a girl from long ago, Miss Enojado (angry) , and greet her, still fatty, too bad. I turn around see Miss BigTits, she too has put on a few pounds. We say Hello. I would really like to get my hands on those titties, but now is not the time.

I head back up to the top of the Alley and as I get nearer, there she is, Miss Perfect, in all her glory, sporting a giant smile and looking so fine. 'Mike, ' she says. I take her by the hand and kiss her cheek. She's very excited and tells me that her friend said some guy was looking for her, but couldn't remember my name.

While we're talking I see a gorgeous gal across the street. Joking, I point at the babe and say that might be my wife. 'No, ' she says, 'I am your wife; but she can be your amante (mistress). ' She's so cool.

I take her to Hotel Mini and we spend the next hour together. We both swear to each other how much we miss and love the other. She wants to try lotus style sex sitting in my lap facing each other. She's petite, so it's fun to hold her and rock back and forth. But it's more of a novelty than anything else. I ask her to finish me off with a blow job. She does. We hold each other and talk. She wasn't planning on working Sunday, but because I'm here she says may Come by in the early morning. Of course she will. She needs the money. Every time she checks her phone it gives her a message that she has run out of credits. She'll be here tomorrow for sure.

I walk her back to the corner where she stands and ask her which direction I should go for my next adventure. She thinks for a moment and then points up Constitucióand. I say goodbye head up the hill.

Near the top of the hill I grab Miss ClassicLatina's hand and say in my broken Spanish 'Bailar con mí! ' (Dancing with me!). And off we go to Bar El Fracaso where we have a few soft drinks and dance together. I don't see any other Americans in the bar; I would have expected to see one or two on a Saturday afternoon like this. After a while it's hotel time, so we go back down Constitucióand. She wants to cross over to the other side, but I insist on holding her hand and walking down the side she works on. I remember from last time that all her friends will tease her when they see us holding hands. I tell her I want all her friends to know that she is my novia. She giggles and says 'Si, ok, ok! '

So, I take this sweet girl back to my room where we do the nasty. I hadn't paid her in the bar for her dances, so I ask her how much she needs and she says a million dollars. I tell her, me too, but how much for today. She says novias get more money so she wants $50. I think about it for a minute and offer her 500 pesos. I guess I could have given her less but I did take up a lot of time with her. (The exchange rate at the ATM was 11. 34, so it was about $44US.) Afterwards, I walk her back up the hill and say goodbye.